Work was agonizingly slow that day and the wait, for the day to end, was killing me. Brittany and I text back and forth throughout the morning, which I did enjoy, but somehow seemed to make the day drag even more. At one point I remember looking up from a stack of reports and seeing the clock on the wall; it read, 11:18 am. What seemed like nearly an hour later I looked up again; 11:32. Shit, not even fifteen minutes had passed.
After a quick lunch, which I ate in my office, I text Brittany. "Hey Pumpkin, I think I'm going to take off work a bit early. I'll text you when I leave."
It took a bit for Brittany to text back, which was unusual, but I assumed she had been doing something when I text her. About ten minutes after I text her, she responded.
"Sorry Daddy, I was in the shower."
That was instantly followed by another text.
"I'm glad to hear that Daddy! I can't wait to see you!"
I smiled as I text back, "Daddy can't wait either Pumpkin. We are going to have so much fun this weekend."
I sat my phone down and went back to work. If I was going to leave early, there were still a few things I needed to get done. A couple minutes later, my phone buzzed again. It was from Brittany of course.
"Daddy, please text me when you leave. I have a surprise for you, and I want to make sure its ready when you get home."
My mind went in a thousand different directions as I pondered what my little minx might be up to. But what the hell, I decided to play along. I certainly had learned that I loved her surprises.
"Ok Pumpkin, I will. Love you!"
"I love you too Daddy! I think you are really going to love my surprise," Brittany responded.
Around 2:00 pm, I had finished everything I "had to" get done before the weekend. I left my office and poked my head into my bosses office, telling him I was taking off early, and seeing if there was anything he needed before I left. He didn't! Finally it was time to head home.
As soon as I was in my car, I text Brittany to let her know I was on my way home. "Hey Pumpkin, I'm heading home. You need me to pick up anything on my way."
Brittany text back almost immediately, "Nope! All I need is for you to get your sexy booty home to me Daddy!"
I'm not sure exactly how many laws I broke on the way home, but I'd say most of them. I couldn't get home fast enough; the excitement was almost more than I could bare.
Several minutes after leaving work, I pulled into the driveway of our home. My heart was beating out of my chest as I walked up to the house and opened the front door, stepping inside. I wasn't sure what to expect, but when I walked in and looked around, I didn't see Brittany anywhere. I sat my stuff down on the table in the front hallway by the door, like I always do and called out for Brittany.
"Hey Pumpkin," I shouted into the seemingly empty house. "Daddy's home." No response came.
Walking into the living room, I glanced around, looking for any sign of her but found nothing. That is until I noticed something sitting on the table beside my recliner. It was a white piece of paper that was folded in half and sitting on my table like a little pup tent with the word "Daddy" written on one side. As I picked it up, I noticed something beneath it; a black mask, like a blindfold. I turned the paper over and saw Brittany had left a note for me.
"Daddy," it began. "I know we haven't talked about this, but I wanted to surprise you. I hope you don't get mad at me for not asking you first, but I really, really wanted it to be a surprise. And Daddy, I really want to do this for you. So please, pretty please, let me give you this surprise. Go to your bedroom and take off all your clothes. Then put on the blindfold and lay down on your bed. I think you are going to love my surprise. Love, Pumpkin! P.S. No peaking Daddy! Promise me!"
If I thought I was excited before I got home, I was mistaken. There was an excitement in me now that I had never in my life known. Obviously Brittany had something special planned, but I could not begin to fathom what it might be. But I decided to play along.
I walked into my bedroom, shut the door behind me and stripped out of my clothes. As I laid down in my bed, I put the blindfold on and pulled it down over my eyes and laid back on my pillows. My heart was pounding in my chest as I laid there in eager anticipation. For several moments I just laid there alone, shrouded in darkness, thanks to the blindfold, listening to the eerie silence of our home.
After what seemed like an eternity, the door to my bedroom creaked open and I heard my stepdaughter's sweet, innocent voice.
"Daddy," she said questioningly. "Are you ready for your surprise?"
Her footsteps barely sounded as she walked across the floor to my bed. As I answered back to her, I felt her fingertips slowly gliding along my body. Starting down at my toes, she lightly drug her nails up along my one of my calves and my cock began to respond, instantly, to her delicate touch.
"Yes Pumpkin," I moaned out softly as her nails lightly drug across my flesh. Daddy is ready."
"No peaking until I say," she chirped nervously at me. "Promise me Daddy. Promise me you won't peak."
Her nails slid higher as she spoke, moving up passed my knee, scratching along my thigh. My entire body shivered as she teased me, when her hand reached between my legs. Ever so slightly, I felt her hand brush against my sack and then glide along my stiffening shaft. She grazed along my rod, with the back side of her hand as her nails continued up my body.
"Promise me Daddy," she whimpered out. "Promise me you won't peak until I say its ok."
"I thought Daddy was the one in charge here Pumpkin," I sternly spoke back to her. "Since when does Daddy have to do what you tell me Pumpkin?"
