I have always felt like Daddy's perfect little angel. I excel at everything I do from dance, to school, to soccer, to anything I put my mind to. And my father has always been the one to push me, and be there for me, regardless of the situation. So why in the world was I up to something so unbelievable!
Maybe I just wanted to reward my dad for everything he has ever done for me. Maybe all of these pent-up desires were finally overwhelming me and driving me to break free from the bonds of being the perfect little angel. Whatever it was, I couldn't stop my mission, I needed to carry through with my plan.
Chapter One -- How This All Started
My plan started in motion a few months ago when I came home from college for my 19th birthday; I could not keep from teasing my dad in a way I had never done before. I wanted him to see me as a grown up and not his little girl anymore. My Mom was pissed at me when I showed up with a tight-fitting jean skirt that was way too short, and a pure white backless halter top that clearly revealed my firm young breasts were free from the burden of a bra.
Wearing that explicitly over stated outfit; I felt free for the first time in my life, free from the bonds that had been a burden far too long. I wanted to express my sexuality; and I wanted to make sure it was my father who noticed it the most. My mom is so uptight about sex, maybe she was the reason I finally needed to be able to break loose and discover what it was like to feel physical pleasure.
That evening when I sauntered into the house; I never listened my mom's scolding. I walked right by her like she never existed. I went straight to my dad's library and stood directly in front of his desk with a poise that simply said; I'm yours daddy! His eyes were in shock, his body froze, his fingers slid off the keyboard of his computer; and we just quietly gazed at each other.
It was an amazing encounter, just watching my father; feeling the weight of his stare beaming back onto my perfect young body. No words were spoken at first; we both were pondering what this meant. I then slowly turned around and could feel his pulse coming through his eyes as he saw my bare back and partial ass hanging out from my jean skirt. When I turned back to face him his stunned stare started to relax.
I started this, I needed to break the ice at that point. "Dad, I trust we can find time to talk alone this weekend. I need more from you than I can express. Just know I love you more than any words I can say."
"Lilly, we will find the time to talk. I am to stunned to tell you everything going on in my mind. But trust me baby, I also love you more than I can express."
After that I felt compelled to get my mother off my back, so I went to my room to change into something more relaxing. I made sure to leave the door to my bedroom open just in case my father walked by on the way to his bedroom, to change into his evening comfort outfit. When I heard his footsteps, I turned my back to the open door and slid off my halter top, then without hesitation I unzipped my jean skirt from behind and wiggled my ass out from the confines of that tight tiny skirt.
God, it felt incredible when his footsteps paused for just a brief moment. All he would be seeing me wearing was the back side of my very lacy black thong. The silence spoke volumes, his footsteps started out again very quietly as he made his way to his bedroom. I knew without any doubt when we finally had a chance to speak in private, the conversation was going where I wanted it to go.
Chapter Two -- Where Did This Plan Come From
Needless to say I was not alone in this adventure. My best friend Kayla and I have grown up together. Our mother's were also best friends from childhood. Kayla was the first to start to feel this burden of an overbearing mother. Our mothers could easily be twin sisters. Both are very attractive, but they are also very controlling. And when it comes to sex, Kayla and I both wonder how we ever came to be! Our fathers would have been better off marrying Catholic Nuns, is how we would describe our parents sex life!
Kayla and I are so close that it was a perfect situation for us to be roommates when we started College. That also saved on transportation since we brought only one of our cars with us to school. It also provides us another three hours of being trapped together to gossip and plot as we travel back and forth from college to home on our monthly visit to the parents.
It was during one of our drives back to school about a year ago that Kayla wanted to withdraw from the conversation. No way was that going to happen on my watch is how I handled that situation!
"Kayla, you are holding back on me. We share everything, I deserve to know what it is that is going on in your head today. All weekend you have not been yourself."
"Give me time Lilly, I promise I will make sure you are always a part of everything I do. Right now I need to spend some time with my dad. I presented an idea to him when we were alone this weekend. He promised to dive into it and will confirm if it is to happen. Let's just say for now, I am looking forward to a proper father/daughter spring vacation."
"Now you got my attention bestie! Better serve up some details or I will bug you till you want to scream!"
With a mutual giggle we agreed to back burner that conversation until she had confirmation of her vacation from her dad. We did not have to wait that long. By Tuesday her dad called late at night and they chatted in private at length. From that moment on, Kayla was a different person. She came to life in more ways than I can explain. Everything meant more to her in every facet of her life.
We have always had fun together, but suddenly we were having fun on steroids; she was totally charged. Going to a Caribbean resort with her father for Spring Break was going to be the highlight of her life. We had a total blast shopping for outfits as she prepared for this once in a life adventure. Quality time with her dad without her over bearing mother around to spoil any of it!
At first, I was surprised when we were looking for lingerie; why was it so important for it to look a lot sexier than I imagined for a trip with dad. But then came time for us to indulge in bikinis! That's when I knew something big was going on. Kayla and I have always been behind the other girls when it came to exposing ourselves in swimwear. Probably our mothers were responsible for that little hang-up! Kayla was looking at bikinis I never dreamed she would ever consider wearing. She told me to stop holding her back and help her to explore where she wanted to go. I'll have to admit, I started to get a little tingle between my thighs when I let go of my inhibitions and encouraged her to go with less and less!
We were like little girls giggling in the changing room when Kayla tried on some of our choices.
Then the poses started when each revealing suit after another were tried on. Finally I brought back the tiniest string thong I could find. The top was a halter style that tied behind the neck and the middle of her back. The front was nothing more than two tiny triangles maybe one inch across and two inches tall; the bottom triangle barely covered her perfectly waxed mound.
"So tell me the truth Kayla, what kind of resort are you going to? Is this a swingers adventure?"
"First off Bestie, before I answer any question like that, tell me what you think of this suit?"