Little One unwrapped each dress and laid them on her bed. This was more clothes than she had in her entire life. Little One picked up the simple black dress. It was her favorite. She slipped off the short skirt and shirt she had worn home with Daddy and held the black dress to her breasts and looked in the tall mirror on the wall. Little One did not recognize herself. She turned sideways and gazed at the young woman in a lacey bra and panties and high heels. The heels made her legs look long and slender. Her bottom was round and smooth, filling the lace panties perfectly and her breasts were held high by the bra. Little One stared at the figure in the mirror. She felt pretty for the first time in her life. This is what Daddy sees, when he looks at me, she thought. Little One put all the dresses on hangers and put them in her closet, practicing her walk, the way Saleslady had taught her, checking in the mirror each time she crossed the room. She then looked for a place to put her bras and panties. Her vanity had deep drawers on both sides. Little One bent down and pulled the drawer open. She looked in the vanity mirror and saw her reflection in the tall mirror behind her. Little One could see her pussy lips molded in the fabric of her panties. She wondered what Daddy would think if he saw her like this. Little One stood up and faced the vanity mirror. She rubbed her nipples through her bra and watched them stand out as they had at the showing room. Little One remembered the smile on Daddy's face when Saleslady pinched her nipples and made them hard for Daddy. Her hand slowly slid into over her stomach and under the lace waist band of her panties. Her fingers found her curly hair and tugged it a bit. Little Ones heart began to beat faster. She pushed one finger into her slit and into her vagina. Little One brought her finger to her nose and inhaled slowly. Little One closed her eyes and rubbed the sweet cream on her upper lip. Her hand returned to her panties and began to press against her clitoris when She heard Daddy's foot steps on the stairs. Little One jerked her hand out of her panties and spun around to see Daddy appear in the doorway.
"Little One, Would you put on one of your new dresses and come down for dinner." Little Ones face was flushed red. She was sure Daddy could hear her heart beating from across the room.
"Daddy," She asked, "Would you help me put on this dress", and held up the black dress.
"Certainly, Little One." Little One held her arms up and Daddy slipped the dress over her head. Daddy zipped up the back and Little One straightened her bra and smoothed the dress over her hips. She turned to face Daddy and he kissed her on the lips.
"Little One, you are the prettiest thing I have ever seen." Little One's face felt hot again. Daddy had tasted her pussy on her mouth. His eyes were so close to hers ,she could see gold flakes in his blue eyes. Little One leaned forward and kissed Daddy. Her mouth opened slightly and she felt Daddy's tongue touch hers. Daddy's mouth tasted good. She wanted to climb inside his mouth. Daddy pulled back and ran his tongue over his upper lip.
"Thank you, Daddy." Little One said. "I like it when you tell me, I'm pretty."
Daddy poured wine into his glass and looked across the table at Little One. She looked at him through her long black lashes, her head down slightly. He wondered what she was thinking. Was she thinking of him. What did she think of him? Little One smiled at him. She seemed to always smile. Could she be happy here with him? She would sleep under his roof tonight. Daddy knew he would lie awake and stare at his ceiling and wonder what the angel in the next room was dreaming about. Little One put her fork down and smiled at Daddy again.
"Thank you for dinner, Daddy. It was delicious."
"You are very welcome, Little One." Daddy answered. "It has been a long day. It is time for your bath and then to bed." Little One smiled and took a deep breath.
"Daddy, will you help me with my bath? I'm not sure how to work the faucets on the bathtub."
"Of course, Little One, Daddy will give you a bath. Would you like that?"
"I would like that very much." Little One said quietly.
Daddy turned the water on to fill the tub and unzipped Little One's black dress. Little One pulled it off over her head and put it in the closet. Daddy was standing by the tub when she returned. Daddy unsnapped her bra and let her breasts free. Daddy's eyes shined. He had imagined what Little Ones breasts looked like, but now he could not remember what he had dreamed of. Her pink nipples stood at the center of perfectly shaped round breasts that rose gently from Little Ones white shoulders. Daddy took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Little One did not seem shy at all. Daddy knelt on one knee and pulled her panties down her thighs and to her ankles. Little One put her hand on daddy's shoulder and raised one foot and then the other. The sweet scent of her pussy filled Daddy's nose and he shivered a bit. Daddy stood up and took Little One's hand to help her step into the tub. Her pussy lips split apart and revealed her pink vagina and swollen clitoris as she raised her foot and stood in the tub. Little One sat down and the water covered her white thighs. Daddy took the cloth, soaked in the water and squeezed it out over Little Ones shoulders, letting the hot water run over her breasts and back. Daddy took the soap and rubbed it in the cloth to make a lather.
"Stand up, Little One. Let Daddy soap you." Little One stood up and Daddy gently turned her to face away. He ran the cloth in small circles over the back of her neck and shoulders, then down each arm. Little One arched her back and moaned. She raised her arms and put her hand on the back of her head. Daddy soaped her underarms and back.
"Turn around for Daddy, Little One." Little On turned to face Daddy. She could see the front of his pants bulge like they had at the showing room. Daddy ran the cloth over Little Ones pink nipples which instantly rose up tight and firm. Little One's eyes were half closed and she bit her bottom lip. Daddy rubbed the soap on the cloth again and continued to paint Little One in a coat of soap lather. The cloth moved in the same slow circles over her stomach and moved over the matted wet hair below. Little One shuddered and moved her feet apart. Daddy pushed the cloth between her thighs and pulled it back through her pussy lips. Little One whimpered and swayed almost loosing her balance.
