Little One heard the alarm chirping. She tried to snuggle closer to Daddy, but he had already rolled over to turn it off. He groaned as he turned back to her. Little One opened her eyes to see an expression of pain on Daddy's face.
"Daddy?", she asked, "What's wrong?" Daddy 's lips pulled tight and he stretched his right arm out and twisted his hand.
"I think I slept on my arm, Little One," he answered. "My shoulder is sore this morning." Daddy lie on his back, trying to work his shoulder muscles against the mattress. Little One rose to her knees and knelt beside him.
"Poor Daddy," she said with concern, "Would coffee make you feel better?" Daddy looked up to see her apprehensive smile. Little One crossed her arms, raising her breasts. Daddy never complained about anything. She wasn't sure what to do. He reached up and stroked her cheek.
"Coffee would make me feel much better, Little One," he answered. Little One put her hand over Daddy's and held it to her lips. She leaned forward on her arms and slid her knees off the bed.
"I'll be right back with your coffee, Daddy, and then I'll make your shoulder feel better." Little One slipped her silk robe on and walked quickly down the hall, wondering why she said that. What could she do to make his shoulder feel better?
Daddy closed his eyes and inhaled the trace of perfume Little One left behind. Even with the ache in his shoulder, their short exchange had left his penis half erect. Little One was always cheerful in the morning. It made the whole day much nicer when it started with her smile. He had grown to dislike the days when early meetings meant he had to leave before Little One awoke.
A perfect day started with Little One waking him with her hand on his cock and kissing his neck. Daddy's hand instinctively wrapped around his cock and felt it swell to full erection. His stiff shoulder felt a little better as he thought of Little One sliding her smooth leg over his stomach and straddling him, slipping down and rubbing her pussy across his cock.
Daddy could feel her rise up on her knees to let his cock slip between her pussy lips and sit down, pushing his cock deep inside. Daddy continued to stroke his cock slowly, wishing Little One would return bring his daydream to life. She said she would make his shoulder feel better and his early morning daydream seemed like good therapy. Another firm stroke and he could see Little One raise her hands and pull her hair off her shoulders. She looked down at him and licked her lips.
"You must be feeling better," she said. Daddy's eyes popped open. Little One was standing by the bed with his big coffee cup in her hand. Daddy smiled and let go of his cock.
"It seems to help," he said. Daddy sat up in bed and reached for the cup with his left hand. Little One slid behind him and began to stroke his shoulder, starting at his collar and moving over his arm. Daddy arched his back, took a sip and sighed, feeling her soft fingers slide over his skin.
"Does that feel good, Daddy?", Little One purred.
"Yes," he answered, "It feels very good. Your fingers are very talented."
"When I lived at the Home, Edith and I would give each other massages." Little One continued. She began to knead the muscles in Daddy's neck. The strength in her fingers surprised him. "When we worked late in the kitchen, we would be tired and sore. I would massage her and then she would massage me." Daddy took another sip.
"I can imagine the massages you two gave each other", he replied. Little One giggled. Daddy felt her chin on his shoulder and her teeth nip at his earlobe.
"Would you like a massage, Daddy?" she whispered. Little One leaned against him, pressing her nipples to his back, took his coffee cup from his hand and placed it on the nightstand.
"I think I would like that very much, Little One," he said.
He leaned on his left arm and turned to lie face down on the bed with his arms pulled up and his hands under his head.
Little One took a deep breath. Daddy's shoulders looked larger when he raised his arms. Muscle webbed from under his arms down his ribs like wings and tapered to his waist. There were patches of curly hair on Daddy's shoulders like his chest hair that became a fine fur on his back The fur became thicker where the cleft of his ass separated and disappeared into the tight seam. His hips were flat, making a straight line from waist to thigh. Little One placed her hand on the small of Daddy's back and traced the curve of his ass as it rose up and rolled down to the crease of his thigh. She smiled and thought if Daddy's ass wasn't round like this, he would have nothing but his cock to hold his pants up. Little One never tired of looking at Daddy's naked body.
Little One slid off the bed and stepped into Daddy's bathroom. She pulled a towel from the rack and picked up the silver hand lotion bottle. Daddy watched Little One fold the towel in half and lay it beside him with the lotion on its side. She untied her robe, let it fall to the floor behind her and climbed on the bed, straddling the small of Daddy's back. Little One squeezed some lotion on her hands and began a circular motion on his right shoulder, working her fingers and thumbs together, kneading from his neck to his upper arm.
"Little One, that feels wonderful," Daddy moaned. He closed his eyes and smiled. Her soft finger tips curled against the palm of her hands, working across his neck and over to his left shoulder, pausing for more lotion. Little One curled her lower lip between her teeth as she felt Daddy squirm under her, a ripple running down his spine, lifting her up and setting down to grind against the bed. Little One pressed her knees against Daddy's ribs and felt him take deep breaths. She slid off his back and onto her knees beside him, rubbing the lotion into his skin, feeling the ridge of his spine and the thick muscles slide under her fingers.
Little One felt her face warm as she listened to Daddy's low growl each time he exhaled. She squirted more lotion on her hands and placed each on the cheeks of Daddy's ass.
