*All characters in this fictional story are 18 or older*
Emma's Secret Life Pt. 01
The next morning Emma was woken up by loud knocking on the front door of the penthouse. She climbed out of bed and pulled a bed sheet around her naked body to go answer the door. When she opened the door and saw her father standing there wearing a suit, she dragged him into the penthouse and threw her arms around him and kissed him.
"Daddy what are you doing here?" squealed Emma.
"I've come to see where my baby girl will be staying... and Bill wants me to give you this phone and drive you to the shops," replied Mal giving her another kiss.
"Dad, Bill wants me to work as a prostitute for him," said Emma.
"Isn't that what you wanted... to be paid to let men fuck you?" said Mal.
"I'm not sure anymore... I won't be living with you anymore," replied Emma.
"The penthouse is a lot safer and you will be making a lot more money and you will see your mother and me and best of all... I will still be able to fuck you," replied Mal as he started to undress.
Bill had told him that he could keep fucking his daughter as long as he didn't interrupt her schedule, and there would be other females like Sharon that he could fuck. For the next two hours, Mal fucked his daughter, after fucking her in every one of her holes they had a shower together and then got dressed.
Mal drove Emma to the high-end shops that Bill had given her a list off. Emma had only ever seen the clothes and lingerie that she was trying on in fashion magazines worn by models and actresses. Mal sat there in the shops watching his daughter trying on clothes, she had never looked as beautiful as she did right now.
After Emma had chosen and bought the clothes with Bill's credit card, Mal carried the boxes of clothes to the limousine and waited for her to finish shopping. Next on her list was a new pair of shoes, then it was off to the hairdresser to have her hair done, then to a makeup artist to be shown how to apply makeup properly.
When Emma returned to the limousine and Mal saw her, he couldn't believe how gorgeous she looked, he climbed out of the driver's seat and opened the back door for her to enter the limousine just like a professional driver. On the drive back to the hotel, her new mobile phone rang with a text message.
After reading the message Emma said, "Dad, drive me straight back to the penthouse, I have a client coming in an hour."
Mal carried his daughter's shopping boxes up into her penthouse and after placing them down on to the dining table he turned and kissed his daughter and said, "Goodbye sweetheart, I will see you soon."
After her father had left the penthouse, Emma sat in the lounge chair and smiled to herself as she looked at all the boxes she had just bought. Never in her wildest dreams had she ever thought that she would be buying dresses worth six hundred dollars and lingerie worth three hundred. Not forgetting her new red high heel shoes that cost two hundred and fifty dollars.
As she sat there waiting for her client to arrive, she couldn't be happier with her decision to work as a prostitute and not have to go to University. Bill was going to be looking after her financially in every way possible.
When there was a knock on the door she stood up and went to answer it. When she opened the door, she saw an old man wearing a business suit standing there smiling at her.
"Ms. Emma, I presume, my name is Mr. Winston, Brian Winston, I believe that you were expecting me," said the old man.
"Yes, I was expecting you, won't you please come inside Mr. Winston," said Emma.
"Please call me Brian, Ms. Emma," said Mr. Winston.
"Brian, you can call me Emma, would you like something to drink?" asked Emma helping Brian take off his jacket.
"I would love a scotch with ice thank you," said Brian taking a seat and watching Emma walk over to the bar fridge.
After she had poured them both a glass of scotch and had added some ice to the glasses, she turned and walked back over to where Brian was seated, handed him a glass and sat down beside him.
Brian clicked glasses with Emma and said, "Cheers."
"Cheers," replied Emma.
When she crossed her legs, her dress opened and expose her bare thighs to Brian's gaze. Brian took a sip of scotch from his glass and then placed his glass down onto the coffee table in front of him.
He then placed his hand on Emma's bare thigh and said, "You're a very beautiful young woman... can I ask how old you are?"
"I'm eighteen... I'll be nineteen in a month," replied Emma.
"That's the same age as my daughter," said Brian rubbing his hand up the inside of Emma's thigh.
"What would you like me to do for you Daddy?" giggled Emma opening her legs to let Brian's fingers rub over her wet thong.
"Oh Daddy, I love you touching me there," giggled Emma.
Brian gasped and took a deep breath at hearing Emma calling him Daddy again, and then mumbled, "Can, I fuck my baby girl?"
"Of course you can fuck your baby girl, Daddy," giggled Emma reaching out to undo the front of his pants.
"For God's sake Emma you're going to give me a heart attack if you keep calling me Daddy," cried Brian.
As Emma pulled his hard cock out of his pants she giggled, "Stand up for me Daddy, let me undress you."
As Brian stood up Emma pulled his pants and underwear down to around his ankles. She then removed his tie and then after undoing the buttons on his shirt slipped it off his shoulders, leaving him standing naked in front of her with his hard throbbing cock in his hand and his pants and underwear around his ankles.
Then it was Emma's turn to undress, she slowly removed her dress letting it slip to the floor. She unclipped and removed her bra letting Brian gaze upon her small breasts with their hard-pointy nipples. She then slipped her thong down around her ankles and after stepping out of her dress and thong stood back up.
Emma reached down and began stroking Brian's cock as he placed his hands on her breasts and gave them a squeeze. When he pulled and twisted on her nipples making them stick out further, Emma squealed and began stroking his cock faster.
"I need to sit back down before I fall," moaned Brian stepping out of his pants and underwear and collapsing onto a chair.
Emma knelt down in front of him and looked up at him as she took his hard pulsating cock into her mouth and began using her tongue to massage the knob of his cock, as she cupped his large balls in the palm of her hand.