It was a cold, fall evening. David and I had been sitting around the fire place, chatting about work, our friends, and recent idiots we'd encountered. "I love your smile," he would whisper to me, gently pulling me into a warm embrace. I practically purred in delight from this contact, though he'd done it several times before. David stroked my hair and kissed my forehead, I loved how he was so gentle. My eyes slightly widened as his hand started to trail down my leg.
I shivered a little and planted soft kisses at his neck, moaning softly. "Take me, David. I want you.." I whispered, saying the first thing that came to mind. David smiled and removed his hand from my leg, cupping my chin with it. I whimpered softly at the loss of his touch, but was silenced with a soft, but dominant kiss. I moaned against him softly, rubbing my tongue against his soft, lower lip. I wanted him so badly...
But he only smiled as he pulled away from our kiss. Wrapping an arm around me, he closed his eyes. It was obvious something important was on his mind. He loved to tease me, but never this much...It made me curious, but oddly excited. "Daddy please, I'm begging.." I whimpered, then brought a neatly manicured hand to my lips. "Ooops." Was all I could murmur behind my blush.
"So I'm Daddy now, hmm? I could live with that." He chuckled, kissing at my neck gently. All I could do was nod, for my words seemed to be held back with a barier of embarrassment. "I bet you want to serve Daddy, dont you?" He whispered in my ear seductively. My eyes widened a little, silently questioning him, but I nodded. I did, I loved to serve men. And honestly, I thought he would never ask!
"Well, Daddy will gladly fuck you honey, but first you have to prove how loyal you are to him." He said to me, a sly grin on his face. Huh! So this is what he'd been planning. I squirmed a little, and I imagine it looked like I was nervous, but it was really because my panties were getting secretly soaked. I only nodded, resting my hand on his thigh gently.
"What do I have to do, Daddy?" I asked softly, my eyes wide with emerald green innocence. David grinned, and took me into his arms, kissing me with passion, lust and excitement. I was a little nervous, but anxious to do whatever he pleased. Would I have to strip for him? Would he tie me to the bed and leave me there? I had no clue, but awaited his first command.
About an hour later, I stood by the front door of his beautiful apartment. I had never realized how huge it was until now. His walls were painted a beautiful beige, a large cherry tree in the middle. David's home had a very Zen feeling. Its hard to explain, but it was just so amazing, it felt as though it would be a crime to mess anything up inside. But anyway, back to the story.
I stood beside the front door, nervously biting at my lower lip. I was dressed in a small shirt two sizes too small, the words "Daddy's girl" written on it. Since he asked me to wear no bra or panties, my breasts were clearly visible through the thin fabric. David also supplied me with an extremely short black skirt (I refused to wear pink) that barely hid my ass. Having no underwear didnt exactly help either...But anything to serve Daddy. But where was he?