It's been a week since we've spent our weekend together. You've shown no favoritism to me at the office - just like you've promised, but we have been texting up a racy storm.
DADDY WANTS YOU NAKED ON HIS DESK. NOW.
OH YES.
I'LL FUCK YOU OVER THIS STATEMENT OF WORK.
DADDY I'M SO WET THINKING ABOUT IT.
GOOD. STAY WET FOR ME TONIGHT BABY. IT'S GOING TO BE A FUN ONE.
WHAT ARE WE DOING TONIGHT?
YOU'LL SEE, NOW GET BACK TO WORK XX.
I am rushing through my work to get to the end of the day as fast as possible. I pick calls for the week, format excel sheets, and have a quick meeting with some team leads. At 5pm you text me. My stomach and pussy flutter with the notification of another sexy text.
GET YOUR COAT AND COME HERE.
Oh... we're leaving early. I zip up my leather jacket, grab my bag and walk as casually as possible to your cubicle.
"Elena, I have a surprise for you. Let's go baby." You say with a smile. We walk hand in hand to the parking garage and stop at an old school red Porsche.
"Is this your car Daddy?" I ask in disbelief.
"Well I hope it's my car. I have the keys." You joke.
I laugh harder than I expected to as you help me into the gorgeous cab. We drive to the city and as we pass more restaurants and stores, I wonder where we are going. We stop in front of a dive bar - hardly where I expect you to enjoy, but I'm beyond excited.
"Welcome to my favorite bar Elena." You help me out of the car and walk together inside. It's loud, dark and smells of wood. I'm in love and craving french fries.
"David!" The bartender smiles as we sit down.
"Elena, this is Joe. We've been friends since college."
"Nice to meet you." I smile.
"What can I get you two?" Joe asks us.
"I'll have a white Russian and fries please." I say and you order Guinness.
"Tell me about your college days Daddy." I giggle.
"Well, I went to state school for business and marketing because I thought it made sense."
"As you do," I laugh softly and sip my arrived drink.
"I was in a fraternity too." You smile.
"Oh fancy."
You go on to tell me your sister went to the same school and your brother attended your rival. You graduated Magna Cume Laude and moved across the state to work at the company and rise up the corporate ladder.
"How about your college experience Elena? You don't talk about yourself much."
"Daddy, I just like listening. I'm an observer." I smile shyly. "Well, I went to a smaller school, joined a local sorority and graduated with a degree in English. I wanted to be an author and took this job for the flexible schedule. I wish I used my degree, but a job is a job."
"Elena, it makes me sad you don't use your degree to do what you're passionate about." You look so earnest.
"It's alright Daddy. Truly." I smile weakly. "I like my job."
"I want to help you pursue writing. Are you working on a book?"
"I have something..."
"Tell me sweetheart." You take my hand and squeeze it gently, eyes lighting up.
"It's a love story." I say shyly.
We finish our drinks and I, my delicious fries, move to the other side of the bar to play darts. I lose horribly. I excuse myself to the restroom and notice how rosy my cheeks are, it must be the alcohol.
"Baby are you ready to go?" You ask as I return.
"Daddy I thought we could play pool."
"We can play at my place and if you win I'll fuck you on the pool table." You wink.
"Oh Daddy..." I'm sold on the idea and follow you out of the bar.
You live in a condo uptown. I should have guessed it would be super modern with dark furnishings. It's spacious and the complex includes a pool and gym. I thought it was simply a luxury for in-unit laundry. You take my jacket and guide me across the living room to a beautiful mahogany and red felt pool table.
"Would you like to break?" You ask me.
"Oh yes!" I redeem myself royally and win the game.
"Well played Daddy." I smile so demure.
"What shall I do with you now baby?" You walk around the table to meet me.
"Well... you promised you'd fuck me." I pretend to pout, pulling at the strings of my blouse.
"That I did." Your eyes darken seductively.
We kiss like lightning - vibrant and brash as we're tearing clothes off another. My leggings and silk thong slide off my body and your trousers hit the floor. You bend back my body over the table as my legs wrap around you, fingers intertwined at your neck.
"Oh Daddy." I moan into your shoulder as you pin my hands over my head. Your mouth moves down my lips to my neck and breasts. You squeeze and twist at my nipples.