All characters are fictional, 18+, and unrelated.
Marc and Veronica walked into their hotel room and set their luggage by the doorway. This would be their temporary home because of a city-wide power outage from last night's storm. Marc walked over to the desk in the corner of the room and set his duffel bag down. He took his laptop out and loose papers scattered on the floor. He sighed and reached over to turn the antique lamp on, but the bulb was out. He rubbed his temples and shook his head in frustration. Veronica skipped over to him and picked the papers off the floor. She stacked them in a neat pile and put it next to his laptop.
"Are you ok Daddy?" She asked.
"I'm fine princess, just a bit flustered with everything happening. Thank you for picking up my papers."
"No problem! Don't worry, today will be a great day. We're going to have so much fun, I was thinking we can go get breakfast and then catch a movie and then come back and color!" She continued to babble on.
"That sounds like fun sweetheart, but I still have to work."
Veronica frowned and lowered her gaze.
"Oh..right.."
Marc pulled her in and kissed the top of her head.
"Don't be sad baby, we can do fun stuff after work. Hey! Do you want to be Daddy's little helper?" He said enthusiastically.
She looked up at him with widened eyes, and bounced up and down.
"Yes! What do you want me to do?"
"Hmm.." He said while observing his desk and the rest of the hotel room.
"Why don't you unpack our clothes and put them in the dresser, we might be here for a while."
"Ok, Daddy!" She cheerfully said.
Marc sat down in the chair and focused on setting up his mini-office. Veronica went over to his suitcase first. She unzipped it and admired how neatly his clothes were folded and organized. She nervously glanced over to her bright orange luggage which looked like it was about to burst. 'She over-packed with mismatched clothes, coloring books, and crayons. She finished putting away Marc's clothes in the drawer and sat in front of her bag. She carefully unzipped the bag to reveal the chaotic state of her belongings. She started by grabbing each clothing article, folding it, and putting it away.
"Socks over here..shirts over here..shorts over there...hmm what's this?" She said to herself.
She lifted a bright pink onesie with strawberry patterns and a button flap near the crotch. She remembered that Marc had gifted her the onesie a month ago for her 24th birthday, but she had yet to wear it for him. She contemplated if she should try it on for him since he was supposed to be working. She looked at Marc and observed how focused he was, leaning forward on the laptop screen with his glasses on.
Hmm, I want to put this on, but if I show Daddy I might distract him. Maybe I'll show him quickly and change out of it. That shouldn't be a problem. She thought to herself.
She sneaked into the bathroom with her onesie and put it on. She twirled around and admired herself in the mirror. The onesie hugged her body which accentuated her curvy figure. The flaps clung onto her outlining her little pussy and cupped ass.
Daddy is going to love this! She thought to herself.
Veronica opened the bathroom door and peered around the corner, Marc was glued to the screen and typing away on his laptop.
"Daddy!" She called out.