If I would try to describe what it is to be old I would say this: when you are young time passes agonizingly slow but when you are old time rushes past you like a freight train on amphetamine and today was the perfect example of that. You see, for exactly 18 years ago me and my then wife welcomed our daughter Jenny to the world. It was love at first sight and even though so many things has transpired since that early morning 18 years ago one thing has remained constant and that is my undying love for her.
I have gone through a divorce, made a career for myself and lived through more life changing events that I could count since then yet it still feels like just yesterday we brought that small bundle of joy back home from the hospital that day. Jenny had always been a very sweet girl, she never got into trouble and focused a lot of her energy in school which I realised is a blessing because most of her friends are the complete opposite.
As I silently tip-toed back from the washroom with a towel wrapped around my waist I wondered how turning 18 would change her. In stark contrast to her friends she wasn't in any rush to grow up to a adult even though I knew she was teased for being 'a baby' but it never seemed to bother her the slightest. She seemed to enjoyed being a kid but maybe turning 18 would change all that, who knows?
"Daddy?" I heard her soft voice call out for me just as I tip-toed past her open door and stopped me in my tracks.
I turned around, smiled at her through the door and exclaimed "Happy 18th birthday sweetheart!" cheerfully and added: "I was just getting dressed and was supposed to wake you up with breakfast on the bed and a gift. Lay down and relax and I'll be right back!"
Jenny sat up against the headboard and yawned as her duvet slowly fell down from her upper body; exposing her favourite small pink top she loved sleeping in even though it was getting pretty raggedy and small for her almost four years after she got it. Not that she had grown very much since then, she was still basically the same size she had been back then. Only difference was the small, barely noticeable, breasts that poked against the thin fabric of the top.
"I'm not hungry daddy," she started and was cut off by another big yawn and continued "but that present however.." with a smile big enough to reveal her braces she was very excited about taking out later this year. She had always been self conscious about them but I always loved how cute they made her look. In honesty, I kinda wished she would have to have them a while longer.
I nodded at her and started walking back to my room to get the present but before I got there I heard her voice calling after me in excitement: "You can dress later daddy, just bring me my present!" and we both laughed.
Returning to her room I felt slightly uncomfortable being around my daughter just wearing a towel but the excitement in her eyes as she saw the neatly wrapped present in my hands those thoughts were quickly dissipated.
"This is from both mommy and me but we decided that since you were spending your birthday here I would get the pleasure of giving it to you." I said and sat down next to her on her bed. The excitement in her green eyes was tangible and I knew she would be very happy when she finally unwrapped it; I was almost as excited as she was because of that.
Jenny grabbed a hair bobble from her nightstand and as she raised her arms to put her shoulder length dirty blonde hair up her small top rode up her flat belly slightly and as she tied her hair she arched her back making her small breasts and nipples clearly noticeable through the thin top.
Catching myself looking at my daughter like that made me feel like a complete pervert but Jenny didn't seem to notice, or maybe she did and just didn't care.
"Oh my god THANK YOU DADDY!" Jenny almost screamed in excitement as she revealed the new phone hidden inside the box and threw her arms around me and hugged me closely. Feeling her breasts poking against my naked chest through the thin fabric of her top made me cringe at the fact my cock instantly started bulging against the towel.
"And mommy! You should call her and thank her too." I said and hugged her back. Jenny had always been very petite and it was never more noticeable than it was when I hugged her, her body felt so small and fragile when my arms were wrapped tightly around her.
Jenny leaned back against the headboard again, smiling broadly as she examined her new phone and said: "I know daddy, I'll call her later." and I felt her eyes slowly getting drawn from the phone towards the bulge poking against my towel. She quickly saw that I noticed and her face turned completely red as she forced her eyes back to her new phone.
