Daddy I Love You Her Story Pt 02

I awoke to the sound of my dad walking along the hallway. Do I speak? How do I approach him today? As a daughter, or a lover? No, I will pretend I am still asleep. I had an idea; "If I get up while he is in the shower, I can greet him downstairs. He would like that; I am never up in the morning. Yes, this would make him happy. I will do that." My brain is full of questions, thoughts and rambling. Am I supposed to feel this way? SEE! Another question.

While I was waiting, I decided to listen to some of my music. "DNA" started playing on my playlist; I now hear this song in a different kind of way. I chuckled to myself. Lost in the song and my thoughts; I started to sing and sway. In the corner of my eye, I saw my daddy! I do hope things are as marvellous as they were last night. After all; I have proven how much I love him; he has had the most precious gift there is, my virginity.

"Good morning, Daddy!" I decided to go in with a hug, kiss on the cheek and the first word. Waiting for a conversation has never been my thing.

Daddy looked shocked; "You are up bright this morning, my sweet. Are you okay?" Not the reaction that I was hoping for, but, hey.

I looked at him, slightly upset, slightly annoyed; "Yes, Daddy. I am okay; better than okay. I love you and you love me."

He looked at me as though it was any other morning and answered me; "That I do. Are you ready to go?" What the fuck! Did I do something wrong or is it like some of the other girls say. Once they have taken, they leave? He wouldn't do that to me surely?

On the way to the coffee shop, I looked at how my dad looked. He was happy, he was slightly rigid, awkward? He was in a different suit today. I admired how a suit fitted him and that he always did look smart. I can't stand the silence!

"Daddy, how do we act now? I know that in front of people it's to be normal, but, when we are alone is it to be normal or can we touch and things?" This helps some of my questions and breaks the silence. My brain can now relax a little.

He answered me with a part joke, part truth; "I am unsure sweetheart. I have never done this before." I couldn't help but laugh with him. I don't suppose he did. I am his only child. Yet, as he didn't say "I haven't done (past tense) and he said "I've never done (present tense); does this mean he is happy to carry on; if I am? I decided to ask;

"I think; that because you didn't say to be normal, and you didn't say you hadn't done this before that you wouldn't mind another time. As you stated that you have never done this before; does this mean you consider it a regular thing?" I didn't know what to say and how to say it. It all wanted to come out at once and I sounded ridiculous!

Daddy replied, slightly smiling. He knew I was struggling; as any father would; "I am unsure of what you want from this. I am shocked that you were a virgin, I am shocked that I wanted you in such a way, I am shocked that you would like me in any other way than your father and I am confused as to if you would want me again. I am slightly disturbed that I would gladly have a sexual relationship with you. As, I have only ever seen you as my little blueberry. Now, I see every part of you, not just your innocence."

Oh, my goodness; he is just as bad as me. I never thought that my daddy would ever not know what to do or say; he knows everything. "Wow" is the only answer I could give. As I was thinking about how to answer him properly; I bit the bottom of my lip. The only thing I did know is that I want him, and he wants me again; I like that.

Touch, this will show what I want. It's better that the shit that's coming out of my mouth. I ran my hand down the top of his thigh; looked at him and then run my fingertips between his thighs; I want to feel HIM again. "So, is this, okay?" I asked while looking at him for a response. "What do you think?" He grinned. I could feel him get harder; this is amazing. To see a penis erect is one thing, to feel it happening in your hand is another.

I decided to continue playing; how hard can it go by playing? Dad looked at me and pulled over. I don't know where we are; it looks private though. Is this a chance to get what I want, or is he going to tell me "NO?" I was answered by him pulling his chair backwards; giving me the space to see all of him. I have seen movies; I removed my belt and dad unzipped his trousers and shimmied them down. I was nervous, but I wanted to. So, I sat on top of him; it was easy to have his sex feel mine; I didn't put any underwear on today and I wore a short skater skirt. One in hope of this and two to tease; if I never got idea one.

Ouch! I thought. Wow, I am sore. I continued; after all, I did just ask for this. Daddy held my hips and made a grinding type of movement. Oh, wow. This is amazing, how can I be sore and yet, oh, so, oh, sore; "OH! Wow, I like that daddy!" I don't know where that came from, but I said it out loud! I could feel an energy run through all of my body; I had no idea what it was, but I wanted more. As I thought this, my daddy felt even harder. Hang on, is that bigger? So, harder or bigger? Which is it? I felt my mouth open. Shock, excitement, want or confusion? Oh, wow. None of them; it's pleasure. "Oh, daddy! Daddy, I'm, I'm. OHHH!" I was shivering and shaking. Daddy lifted me up and made me more comfortable. Wait, did he come? When?

"Daddy, when did you come?" I had to ask.

"I didn't that time." He said with a smile.

"Why? Didn't I do it right? Did I not make you happy?" Oh, no! I did it wrong, I feel mortified. I knew I should have learned or watched more properly.

Daddy looked upset with me, then explained; "You were perfect my blueberry; I was satisfied, it's just I didn't come. To be satisfied doesn't mean that you must come. It is hard to explain, but sometimes a man doesn't need to come. Sometimes, a man can't." Okay, I feel a prune. "Oh, okay. I'm sorry, I didn't know." Is the only thing I could think of saying.

As we walked into the coffee shop; I could see Tart behind the counter sorting her hair and adjusting her apron. Is she finally going to ask my dad out? I had a little smile to myself that I got there first. Tara was a nice woman, about 5ft 6inch, a long red bob and a perfect shape of thin. I would love to be that thin. My Hourglass figure is as grand as I am getting. She was wearing a silk swing dress underneath her apron, and she was too pretty to need make-up; yet she always wore it.

Josh walked in; "Hey, Amy, is your dad around?"

"He's in the toilet." I gave him a look of "why."

"Oh, thank goodness for that, what is he like this morning, is he okay, is he, well, is he approachable?" He was gasping for air.

I laughed at how silly he was being; just as dad came out of the toilet. I saw him look directly at Josh; he stood up as straight as a board and looked terrified! I would seriously be laughing right now; but I need to show my daddy that I am worthy of his adult relationship.

I will give him his due, Josh started the conversation of kiss arse; "Mr. Grayham, I want to apologise for my behaviour yesterday. I, I only wanted to, well; kind of show off." He continued nervously; "I always feel like I need to be like you, but, around Amy, I get nervous and don't quite know how to behave. I want to be clever and smart like you, but I like being a kind of playboy around Amy. If you would allow me Mr. G. I mean Mr. Grayham, I would like to be granted a second chance. I will not mess up again."

I saw the amusement in my daddy's eyes; it's his turn to play with Josh; "First off, Josh. I would like you to call me Frank. Secondly, I would appreciate you staying away from my daughter; unless she wishes for you to be within her space; third of all, you may have another chance. I am not a man of no chances, due to a miss conception. I am sure you know why I reacted the way that I did. Do not let me see that again; not only towards my daughter, but towards any woman. Do you understand me?" My dad looked like he was enjoying this a little too much. Do I interfere? I chose not to; I want to see my dad's pleasure from this as well as me.

"Hey, Frank. You called me Josh!" Josh exclaimed. Seriously, is that all this idiot got out of all of this? Not that he upset me, my dad and nearly lost his job? Twit.

"I hope that you understand, Josh, that being called by your full given name is of more respectable nature than being called Josh. I will re call you Joshua, when you have earned it. Do not take me calling you Josh as a compliment. Do you understand me? Respect needs to be earnt and the fact that your name change is all you received from this conversation shows a lot to me." Dad looked at him as though he was a few pence short of a pound. Watching him, he reminded me of a lion; authorizable, protective, loving and the leader. It was showing, he looked, well, hot. Dad gazed at me, and I couldn't help but want to kiss him right here and now. My dad, my hero, my lover.

As all three of us walked into work; we had a large audience. Dad walked in as though he was a king, Josh looked terrified, and I thought it was hilarious.

"Morning, Claire; is everything ready for me today?" Dad asked Claire; although, she has never let him down and always has everything ready. I rolled my eyes.

"Y-Yes Frank, it's all there." She then looked at me; "Morning Amy, hope you are, okay?" she just looked Josh up and down.

"I'm good, thanks." I replied, just as I noticed that Claire was more fidgety today, not her usual composed self. Kind of what I looked like this morning. Hang on, no, he is home late a lot. Maybe? Oh, wow. This is going to be my fun.

"Daddy." I asked in a questioning way.

"Yes, my blueberry."

I went up by the side of him, let towards him and whispered; "Have you fucked Claire?"

He stiffened in his chair; "Well, erm, yes. It wasn't supposed to happen; these things do. I just, erm."

I couldn't hold me teasing and I giggled; "It's okay, Daddy. I was teasing you."

I was getting hungry and bored today. It was too hot in the office for me. I ask if I could leave to go and get a meal for us both. As I was walking out of the takeout, I bumped into Simon, my friend from college. He was now with a company that sold economic devices to all the large companies. It sounded very boring.

"So, how have you been?" Simon finally asked me a question about me.

"I am okay, I am working with my dad today and I am late back, so, I must go. Sorry. Catch you another time maybe?" I wanted to get back to the office. I want to ask dad to take us both home early tonight. I have a want.

He looked shocked that someone actually told him they wanted to leave and not talk, as he replied; "Oh, okay. Maybe. Bye." with that I hurried off.

As I walked into them building, I saw that Claire was not seated. Does this mean that there was only the two of us in the building? Me and dad that is.

I walked through the hallway, checking every room. We were alone. As I thought this, I saw Claire's hand through my dad's hair and was grinding on him! He didn't seem shocked by it.

I stood there eating my chips. I actually liked watching whatever this is; I could feel a tingling throughout my clit that said; "Sit, stay and watch." So, I pulled out a chair and sat down; still eating my chips. Daddy kissed Claire on her neck; slid his hand up her blouse and the other hand down her skirt, cupping her ass. He looked up at me. I want him to carry on, I want to see how he looks from this angle when he comes. What he looks like when he is being pleased. I nodded to him to carry on.

To my delight; he lifted Claire onto the desk; giving me a full view of what he was going to do. He started stroking himself; I could see his dick rising to the occasion. Claire's skirt was now up to her waist. Dad was using his hand to stroke, circle and slide around and inside Claire. I couldn't hear anything, but I could see that she was enjoying what he was doing. Dad knelt down onto his knees and lifted Claire's legs; one on each shoulder; I could see he had his face in between her legs. Claire threw her head back and had her mouth open. The sight of Claire enjoying my dad and my dad giving me a show made my body need to be touched. I dropped my chips to the floor, run my hand up my leg and started to play with my clit with my fingers, teasing and searching for where my pleasure was at that moment. "Oh, yes, there." I have found it. While still watching daddy and Claire, I continued to torment myself. Claire started quivering and dad stood. While looking at me; he started to shag Claire. I couldn't hold my excitement anymore. My body and mind went into a shock style response. With this, I came hard and fast. Shit, I can't be seen by Claire; what do I do? Pretend to be asleep; that won't work here. I decided to pretend to just be coming back in.

"Daddy, I ate the chips on the way, I still have the burgers, they might be a bit cold, I got waylaid talking. Sorry." I hope that sounded convincing.

Claire left the office, smiled at me and dad collected his things.

The car ride home was quiet, yet not awkward. Nothing was said until we were both inside the house.

During the ride home, all I could think of was that I really want to feel what Claire did. "Daddy, I want you to do what you did to Claire to me." I blurted out as soon as we got into the house.

I didn't want him to say no, so, I dropped my dress to the floor and looked at him with a want and desire so strong, he couldn't say no. I took his hand and walked us to the office; sat upon the desk and opened my legs. To my joy, he looked at me, got to his knees and acted upon what I want. OH, wow. This is better than what it looked like. This was, oh, wow. He stood; I wasn't happy at this. I wanted him to carry on!

He looked at me sternly, like a dad would; "If I hurt you, or make you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me Amy."

"I will, Daddy. And Daddy; call be your blueberry. I like it when you call me your blueberry." It felt even more right to make it even more wrong.

He started to fuck me gently and carried on faster, harder and using more of himself. "Oh, my little blueberry, I do want you." Daddy exclaimed. I could feel his legs shaking; I hope he is okay. At the same time; "Oh, Daddy, don't stop." I screamed before I could finish thinking it. My entire body shook and went all dizzy. I wanted this, I loved this, I loved my daddy. I want this forever. "Daddy, can we keep things like this?" I asked.

He looked at me; "I would like to, but you need a relationship and people would be suspicious." What a disappointing answer to give me!

I had a plan, after all, I have been thinking about this moment for over two years now; "Not if you continue seeing Claire. I could even date Josh; you already dislike him, so, no harm anywhere else. Josh loves me and we can continue what we are."

Plus, I would like to watch him with Claire again; and I wouldn't mind being watched. This could all be very exciting.

Without disappointment, he gently said; "Okay, blueberry. Let's try it." He was going to try! Oh, my. Is this happening? Finally, my fantasy is here. Without hesitation I stated;

"Daddy, I love you." with the meaning being even bigger than before.