My Special Valentine

I inhale the fragrance of the roses, taking my time before reading the card. A wicked smile as I read his words, "My Special Valentine, the rose is a symbol of my love, timeless, created by God, but its beauty can be dangerous, beware the thorns....Love Daddy"

During our four year relationship, I have learned that when Bob calls himself "Daddy" it means I am in for a very special night.

I was rushing through the afternoon paperwork and watching the snow blowing outside my window when the receptionist phoned to say I had another package. A million ideas raced through my mind as I made my way to the front desk. It could have been as simple as a box of chocolates, but remembering Bobs words, "Love Daddy" it could be anything. A big box wrapped in crimson red tissue paper with a heart shaped bow and ribbon was waiting for me. Rushing back to my office, catching the usual slack about being a "spoiled brat" I couldn't help but giggle and say to myself, "if they only knew". Like a kid at Christmas I ripped the paper from the box, tissue and bows flying all over my desk, a hundred wicked ideas racing through my mind, I find a small card taped to the box...it simply reads "Dinner 6 P.M. sharp, our dining room, don't be late..Love Daddy"

Finally with the box unwrapped it was time to find out what "Daddy" had bought for his Baby Girl. First thing out of the box is a dress, a very skimpy red silk dress, spaghetti straps, no back, and short enough that I wondered if there were matching pants to go with it. The next things out were red silk matching bra, thong panties, and a garter belt, oh how "Daddy" loved to see my creamy white ass with a thong panty parting my cheeks. Still not to the bottom of the box I find black fishnet thigh high stockings and black leather stiletto heels, looking back out my window at the snow and ice, and looking again at the heels, I had to laugh. There was one more item in the box a red silk blindfold, feeling the soft silk between my thumb and fingers, I knew it was going to be a night to remember.....then there was a note at the bottom, "Your dinner attire should be worn home, blindfold optional" the last words making me chuckle.

Looking at the time, 5:00 I had just enough time to go change before leaving.

Box in hand I head to the ladies room, time for Daddy's girl to play dress up! Locking the door, I start stripping off the office attire just imagining what I will look like when I go from secretary to slut. Standing naked and looking in the mirror, I look at my winter pale skin, the only color I can find is in my blue eyes. I pick up the stockings first, and slip them over my legs and up to my thighs, the thong panties goes on next feeling the silk glide over my skin as I adjust them over my ass. The garter is the next item and looks like a tiny lace skirt trying to cover my asscheeks but not doing much. Next thing on is the bra, lacy silk matching the thong and garter, made to push my 40 D's up into a nice cleavage. Last but not least, that small red dress. Stepping into it and pulling it up, the red silk caressing my skin, I wiggle into it and zip it up.

Finally dressed I let my long blonde hair fall free from the bun it had been in.

Touching up my makeup, brushing my hair...then taking a final look in the mirror, I looked hot.

After putting my "secretary clothes" in the box, I put my coat on, being thankful it was a long one that covered parts of my body that the dress left exposed, I put the blindfold in my pocket, and opted to wear my boots out and not the heels, a trip to the emergency room wasn't on his agenda I supposed. Now it was time for the fun to begin. The drive home would give me time to anticipate what kind of night I was going to have with Daddy. Traffic was moving slower due to the messy weather and gave me more time to think. I knew I was going to be late, but I thought he would expect it as the snow was really coming down. I arrived home safely at 6:05....not bad considering...

Daddy was watching out the window as I came up the drive and smiled, glad I was home. He met me at the door, a glass of wine and a kiss was my welcome. As I shut the door behind me, he noticed my shoes...and looked a bit cross that I wasn't wearing the ones he had bought, I noticed him looking and asked if he wanted me to break my neck trying to walk in them outside...he chuckled and said no. Then he asked about the blindfold, I told him it was in my coat pocket....he reached in and retrieved it. Then wanting to be surprised at how I looked in the outfit he had picked out, he covered his eyes before I took my coat off. I told him to keep them covered until I told him he could look. I put the heels on and finished the look. I stepped back and told him to open his eyes. A look of pride and lust beamed from his eyes, he took his time as he undressed me in his mind while I twirled in front of him, raising my arms high above my head so he could get a good look at my ass...oh how I love to tease this man. He took me in his arms lifting me from the floor and whispered that I looked like a fuckable little slut.....his fuckable little slut....then kissed me deep and hard as he grabbed a handful of ass. He let me back to my feet and smiled as he said "let's get started"

As I sat at the table watching him finish dinner I couldn't help but admire his handsome looks. Long blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail, white clingy shirt tucked into black dress pants that made his sexy ass even sexier, hard to tell what I found sexier about him, his ice blue eyes or that ass that begs to be squeezed. The longer I watched him the more I realized just how much I love and adore this man...and that he can make my pussy soaking wet without touching me, watching him work his magic in the kitchen was working magic on me too...my panties were already wet. When he walked over to refill my wine glass he gave me that smirk of his before kissing my hair, he knew I was watching....and he knew I was wet.

The smells wafting my way from the kitchen were nothing short of incredible, Bob is by far the better cook. I couldnt wait to see what he had prepared for such a special night. He looked over and smiled as he asked me to cover my eyes, he loves surprising me, it was so hard to keep my eyes covered while the aroma was rising from the table before me. I felt his arms around my shoulders as he kissed my neck then took my hands in his and took them from my eyes. I was prepared to see a dilectible dish before me....but I wasn't prepared to see Bob standing in front of me in nothing but a black silk smoking jacket with the word "Daddy" embroidered in red on the lapel. Hard to say what I wanted to eat first, him or the filet mignons grilled to perfection. The rumbling in my tummy made my mind up, but I knew i'd be eatting him for dessert. We took our time through dinner, teasing each other with mouth gestures, groping the naughty parts every chance we got, and talking very dirty to each other. Ever notice how you can get a mans undivided attention with "dirty talk"?

I refilled both wine glasses as he cleared the dishes making sure I bent over as far as I could to get the wine from the refrigerator, this got me a swift swat on the ass. I stood fast to give him that "don't do that again/oh baby I love when you do that" kind of look, when he reminded me I had arrived home late. He then took the blindfold from his pocket and wiggled his finger for me to come closer. He slipped it over my eyes and whispered in my ear that it was dessert time. He led me by the hand to the living room and sat me on the sofa, I thought I would tease him a bit by innocently spreading my legs, but after no response from him, I heard clanging in the kitchen and giggled to myself for wasting such a good tease. I hear his barefeet making their way back to the living room and feel his weight sit on the sofa next to me....he asks if I am ready for dessert, I smile and nod my head. He then grabbed a handful of hair and said "when Daddy asks a question, he wants an answer..not a head nod" I said "Yes, Daddy, I am ready for dessert" he let go of my hair and said "thats a good girl". I then felt something cold pressing against my lips, I could smell chocolate and opened my mouth. "Does Daddys girl want a taste"?? "YES"..."please" He then placed a chocolate covered strawberry on my tongue, swirling it over so the chocolate would melt a bit, he then took the berry from my mouth and smeared some chocolate in the cleavage of my tits, I responded with a mmmmm but then hissed loudly when I felt his teeth sink into my sensitive skin as he nibbled the chocolate off. "OHHHHH DADDY!!" was all I could mutter. He told me how good I looked with dark chocolate on my white skin accented with his bite mark. He then stood up and pulled me to my feet kissing me hard and deep. We stood embraced, kissing and touching, feeling the sting of his bite on my breast and his hands groping my ass as it peeked out from under my dress, I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter, I wanted to beg him to just throw me over the sofa and fuck me like his whore but I knew this was his special night. He pulled away from me and sat back down on the sofa, pulling me over his knee...face down....ass up..and lifted my dress over my back..my ass must have looked like one hell of an offering to him because he started rubbing in softly but quickly it turned to a rough kneading my my ass. He then asks me "Connie, my precious baby girl, did you not read on the note that it said dinner was at 6 sharp"?? I said "yes Daddy, but the roads were bad, and I took extra time to make sure your baby girl looked her best in the precious gifts you sent" With that Daddy reminded me of what a fair and devoted person he is, how I am his most precious gift in life.....but he also needed to punish me for making him wait and worry if his baby girl was alright or not. With that I felt the first stinging swat on my ass..."OWWWWW" then another came down just as fast and just as sharp...."OWWWW" again. I just love when "Daddy" has to spank me, but I have to put up some kind of fight, a girl has standards you know. Just then another crack on my reddening ass "OWWWWW" ok ok "Daddy, I promise to be a good girl and never keep you waiting again" were the words rushing from my mouth just before another crack "OWWWWWWW"..."DADDY PLEASE"

Bob then reminded me of the last time I was late and made the same promise..."OWWWWW DAMMIT" as I feel another stinging blow. I then hear him telling me how bad it is for Daddys little girl to use such bad words "OWWWW" and I stopped just before the word "FUCK" came from my mouth.....no telling what that word would get me. He then started rubbing my cherry red ass, rubbing the heat back into my skin and taking his time slipping a finger under the red silk material of the thong..feeling his finger slide closer to my slit I want to beg him to take me. He chuckles as his finger finds my soaking slit saying "Daddys baby girl really hated that didn't she"? I then felt his finger sliding in and out of my puffy folds and finding my hard clit, he then teased me til i was so close to cumming, "MMMM Daddy...that feels sooo good" I coo'ed as I felt my orgasm building...my clit and his finger dancing dangerously close to the edge.....HE STOPPED!!...he pulled his finger from my pussy and smiled as he said...."Thats for not wearing the shoes home!!"....oh he can be sooo dammed cruel!! My eyes still covered with a blindfold, I looked in his general direction and told him what a cruel fucker he is....this started the spanking of my stinging ass cheeks all over again...."Daddy dont like *WHACK* when his little *WHACK* girl uses those *WHACK* bad words *WHACK WHACK* "OWWWWWWW DADDY PLEASE NO MORE"....my words were falling on deaf ears as he reigned about 4 more blows to my tender ass....god I loved when he played Bad Daddy. But I love when he plays Dirty Daddy as he slips his hand between the thong and my skin. Rubbing my burning ass he moves his hand between my cheeks and teases my rosebud with his finger. Moving his finger to my dripping slit again he coats his finger good with my juices before slipping it deep inside me....MMMMM Daddy...that feels sooooo good....in and out slowly his finger deep inside me....he searches and finds my G-Spot.....ohhhhh god that feels sooooo good I hiss. He teases my g-spot with a little pressure then a lot, bringing the waves of orgasm back with each stroke. He then pulls his finger from me and licks it clean....he slurps loudly so I know he is tasting my nectar. He tells me how good I taste to him and how good my red ass looks to him. I begin to beg him to help me cum, I needed to cum so bad....he whispers, "in time sweet child, take it easy".

He then helps me to my feet standing before him. He stands up to me and hugs me tight....tight enough his hand finds my zipper and he teasingly starts pulling it down. I feel him smile. He starts pulling my dress up and over my head, leaving me standing in front of him wearing stilletto hells, fishnet stockings, and the red silk matching thong, garter, and bra. I feel his hands roaming freely over the bared skin and the places that were covered. He cups my left breast in his hand and kisses the uncovered top parts, before pulling my bra to the side and taking a nibble of my hard nipple. A sharp "OWW" lets him know he got his intended target.

He then bends me over at the waist my fingertips touching the floor, he kicks my feet apart so he can get a good look at my ass and soaked panties. He then moves his body close behind me, grinding his rock hard 9 1/2 inches of throbbing cock on my wet panties. "MMMMM Daddy you are so hard....fuck me now Daddy, PLEASE, Fuck me now".. I feel a sharp slap to my ass cheek again as you remind me how wrong it is to use such bad words. I feel your fingers sliding under the material again as they seek my wet slit again. Taking his time he slides his fingers across the glistening folds, up to my clit, circling it a few times before seeking the folds again. Two fingers find their way inside me this time, fast and hard he fucks me with his fingers..."OHHH DADDY that feels sooooo good!!" he then slows down when he feels me start to shudder, slowly withdrawing them from my dripping cunt he slides them up finding the pucker of my asshole, he teases me by making small circles around my rosebud and putting just enough pressure on his fingertip that I think he is going to push in, but backs off to tease me more....he tells me how my ass looks like a "Valentines heart" all crimson red and begging to be eaten!! I feel him slide the thong to the side and his tongue takes over where his finger had been. I feel his hot wet tongue circling my pucker, I grind my ass towards him wanting more, but he intends to tease me til I scream. Softly and tenderly his tongue makes love to that sensitive bud making me beg for more...."Daddy fuck my ass....I want you to fuck me in the ass so hard the neighbors hear me scream"

Daddy then stopped licking me...slid the thong back over and stood me straight up. He then said..."If you are going to talk like a slut....then you shall be treated as one" He took the blindfold from my eyes and I saw him smiling a devilish smile at me...just as he swatted my ass one last gentle time and "ordered" me to our bedroom...I ran so fast to our room I thought i was going to rip the carpeting off the stairs!!

He didn't follow me though...he went to the kitchen...I asked him to bring me some more wine on his way. When he got to our door he told me to put the blindfold back over my eyes which I wasted no time doing. I felt his weight sit on the bed next to me and I felt the glass press to my lips offering me a drink. He then kisses my lips and asks me if this has been a "special Valentines day so far?" ohhhh yes...YES it has been!! He then asks me..."Connie, do you want to play Daddys Slut, or Daddys good girl?...After a second thought I told him I wanted to play "Daddys good girl"..*knowing I could turn into Daddys slut anytime I wanted* He asked me if I totally trusted and loved him? I told him unquestionably YES. He took my left hand in his and said he had one more very important question to ask me, I felt him slipping a ring on my finger as I heard him ask the words, "Will you be my Wife? Will you spend the rest of your life with me? Will you marry me?"...I was stunned and speechless to say the least. Four years I had been with Bob, and nothing would have made me any happier than to be his wife and share his name. I love Bob more than I love life. Through my tears and sobs I managed to squeak out a "YES"... I hugged him and felt his tears on my cheek, he kissed me softly and held me close as he whispered in my ear "I Love You"

I reached to take off the blindfold so I could see the ring but he moved my hands before I could. He told me the ring was the last surprise, and he wished I would wait to look at it. Reluctantly I smiled and said "OK" I will wait.

With that he toasted to us, holding both wine glasses, then pressed mine to my lips so I could have a celebration drink. I smiled and said "I Love You Bob, I can't wait to tell the world I am your wife"

Setting the wine glasses on the nighttable he told me we had a lot of things to celebrate. He then pushed me back on the pillows and started kissing me all over. Tender wet kisses on my shoulders...my belly....not missing my ticklish belly button..my legs...my arms...I don't think he left one part of my body untouched by his lips. I felt the silk of his jacket caressing my skin as his body snaked up and down mine kissing and touching me, the coolness of the silk making me very sensitive. He pulled me up enough to unhook the bra, freeing my breasts. He gently cupped them with his hands, kissing and licking them, gently nibbling on my hard nipples. I felt him as he leaned over to the nighttable to get something, I then feel a cold liquid drizzled over my sensitive nipple and tit. He then greedily starts slurping it from me MMMM this felt exquisite. After he cleaned it from me...I felt something cold and slippery sliding over my other nipple followed by his warm tongue lapping up the liquid that was dripping down into my cleavage. OHHHH Daddy that feels so good...what are you touching me with?? Bob then dipped my finger in a cold liquid and brought it to my lips...the peach fragrance was unmistakable as he touched my finger to my lips and tongue. Licking it from my lips and tasting the sweetness I begged for more...so he dipped his finger in the dish and let me suck it from his fingers. You know a man can get rock hard if you suck his fingers just right? I felt his cock pressing against my thigh....the more seductively I sucked his finger....the harder his cock got....as I said, I do love to tease this man. He let me go on until I am sure he was close to coming, he took his finger from my mouth and said I was on the edge of being sluttish there for a minute, nice move mister....save yourself from cumming without me even touching your cock..I chuckled to myself.

His lips finding their way back to my belly he started kissing and licking my belly in random teases. Kneeling between my parted thighs, he kissed my mound through my panties and moved his way so slowly down my thighs, down each calf, over each foot and ankle then back up in the same slow teasing way. Kissing my swollen clit through the thong was nothing short of mind blowing. I grabbed his hair in both my hands grinding his face into my pantie covered sopping wet pussy and begged him to eat me. He pulled back telling me I needed to practice self control....SELF CONTROL?? who the fuck has any self control when a wet warm tongue is attacking their clit and teasing you right out of your mind....self control...i'll show him what its like to have self control the next time his cock is finding its way down my throat!! He hooks his thumbs inside the material that is covering his next attack zone and start pulling it all down....garter, thong, stockings and all.....all off in one quick move, the only thing that slowed him was pulling the shoes from my feet.