Daddy's girl
The divorce sent me reeling. I lost everything - my house, my car, my savings, my retirement fun, even my fucking job since my ex had fucked my boss. And, worst of all, that also meant I lost my daughter; my beautiful 15-year old baby girl Lily who had been the sunshine in my life ever since she was born and now I had to settle for phone calls, letters and maybe Skype every now and then. We don't talk very much these days as her mother has turned her against me.
With no job I had to move to a new state. I chose California and moved to a small suburb outside San Diego. I took what skills I had, mostly in programming and computer security, had some lucky breaks and now, only 3 years later I had a house by the beach in a secluded area at the end of the street in a posh gated community, with a pool, a hot tub and ocean view. My bank account was spilling over and my investments were doing very well. Royalty payments came in every month from a few apps and special programs I had developed.
I was working from home, when I felt like working, but most of my days I spent running on the beach, working out in my home gym or going to clubs to listen to blues. I was lonely. The only sex I'd had in 3 years was with a call girl named Jolene, about 22, who did escorting to pay for college. I often took her out and paid the $ 1000 fee even if we just went to dinner and a club. I felt like I wanted to support her. We fucked maybe once a month. Then one day in the middle of June the guard at the gates of the community called me.
"Hello?"
"Mr James, this is Robert at the gate. There is a young woman here, name is Lily James, and she says she's your daughter."
"Oh my! I'll be right there, Robert. Thank you!"
I got into my car and quickly drove the 2 miles to the gate. I saw a young woman standing there, dressed in tight jeans, sneakers and a t-shirt with a duffel bag by her feet. She was tall, probably 5'9 or even a bit more and she had a large chest, a narrow waist and a round bubble butt. I recognized her from far away as she had the body of her mother when she was 19. Her hair came from me, though. It was long, cascading down her back in raven curls. From a distance she was a stunning beauty.
I stopped, got out of the car and looked at the girl. She was so beautiful it made my heart ache.
"DADDY!" Lily screamed and ran up to me and threw herself in my arms. I took her in and she clung to me like a drowning woman.
"Oh baby. My baby girl..." I had no words, tears were falling freely down my cheeks. Lily looked at me, her eyes full of tears too.
"So you DO love me? I thought mom was full of shit but I had to know."
"Oh baby girl. I love you more than life itself. Why are you here? What happened? Wait, let's go home. Let me grab your bag."
I went to Robert and thanked him for a job well done and tipped him a hundred bucks. Then took Lily's bag, put it in the car and opened the passenger door to her. She got in and I got around the car and got in myself.
"Nice wheels, dad!" She said, appreciating my new Aston.
"When you live alone like I do you have to spoil yourself. I haven't had you to spoil for a while."
"You can spoil me as much as you want dad. Or not at all. I'm just happy to be with you again."
"Me too. How long are you staying, baby?"
"I'm not going back. I'm 18, college starts this fall and I've only applied to UCSD so I intend to stay. I won't ever go back to that bitch! The things she said about you, the things she did...Dad, are you really doing ok now?"
"Better than ok, honey. You have nothing to worry about. We'll have a great time, you'll see. You'll love the house, the pool. We'll have to get you some clothes of course, and a car, but other than that you'll see. I'm just so happy you are here with me, sweetie."
"Me too daddy." With that, Lily leaned over and kissed my cheek. A long, lingering kiss. It felt good, but it wasn't a daughter's kiss, was it?
We came to the house and Lily was very impressed. She loved the kitchen, the living room with the cozy fire place and the huge flat screen TV on the wall. She was impressed with the home bar I had set up in one corner and she loved the gym in the basement. She said she'd never tried a sauna before but was curious, especially after I told her how relaxing it is after a hard workout. Her bedroom was across the hall from me. That was the first snag.
Since I'd had no idea she'd come to stay or even visit, the spare bedroom was turned into my home office. It didn't even have a bed. And the bathroom was still unfinished as I had the master bath, next to the master bedroom.
"Well, I guess I'll sleep on the sofa for the time being." I said.
"No way dad! I haven't met you in almost 3 years. We can share the bed. It's huge!" It was a California king, so huge is a pretty good description of it. "I want us to talk and cuddle all night, every night. I have missed my daddy."
"I have missed you too, honey, but you're not a child anymore. You're very much a woman. It wouldn't be appropriate for us to share a bed..." She interrupted me.
"Appropriate? Fuck that! What you and I do in the comfort of our own home is nobody's business. If we want to run around naked here, nobody can say a fucking word! So you might get morning wood. Big deal, I've seen hard dicks before."
"Um...well, in principle you're right, Lily, but in practice...wait, you've seen many dicks, have you?"
"Dad, do you have any idea what it means to be a young woman on social media today? I get dick pics almost every day. And I watch porn. I haven't seen many in real life, just 2, but I have seen dicks."
"So...you're not a virgin anymore?"
"No dad. My ex and I did the deed on prom night. Like...typical, right? He was a bit drunk, very nervous, and came before he'd put it in more than half way. Since I had already decided to move to you I broke up with him after and we didn't do it again. I prefer my vibrator, to be honest."
"Eh...TMI, Lily."
"No dad. You need to understand one thing. When you were, more or less, run out of town, I was a child of 15. Now I'm an adult. I can marry, have children, die in war...I'm talking like this for you to realise that even though I'll always be your girl, I'm not a LITTLE girl anymore!"
"Wow...you have certainly grown up, Lily. What did your mother say when you left?"
"Um...she only knows that I'm visiting you. That's why I only brought a small bag. She's been badmouthing you since before the divorce and has convinced herself that you're a bad man and worth every crap deal she got you. She's tried to turn me against you since I was 12. So I told her that I'm 18 and it's my right to meet my dad and she agreed to let me go for a long weekend. But I'm not going back. Please don't make me."
"I'll never let you leave unless you want to, baby. I promise. But if you only have that small bag, you need everything, right? Clothes, make up, shoes, underwear...?"
"Yes."
"Well, good that you have a few belated birthday gifts coming up, then." I winked at her. "You wanna go shopping now or wait until tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow is good dad. I just wish I had a swimsuit."
"Well, there might be a bikini somewhere around that Jolene left here that should fit you, if barely. She's not as...well, she's built a bit differently."
"Smaller boobs?" Lily smiled.
