Valentine's Date
All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.
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Lisa had just finished checking the meat loaf in the oven, when she heard the front door open.
"Sweetheart, I'm home!" called her Daddy's voice.
She quickly pulled off her apron, and ran into the living room, where she gave her Daddy a big hug.
Jonathan Cartwright felt his daughter's soft, full breasts pressed against his chest, her arms thrown about his neck, her warm lips kissing his cheek. He enjoyed the feeling of her body pressed against his for a few seconds before putting his hands on her hips and easing her away.
"Baby, didn't we talk about appropriate dress?" he asked, looking down at her breasts - clearly braless - barely contained in a tight, scoop-neck tank top.
"Oh Daddy, I'm just hanging around the house. Besides, it's hot in the kitchen."
"Damn, I wish Karen was still around,"
Jonathan thought, not for the first time.
"I'm not cut out to raise a teenage daughter on my own."
"Anyway Daddy, dinner is almost ready. Your favorite... meatloaf, mashed potatoes, home-made gravy, and green beans. You have exactly ten minutes to go upstairs and change, while I set the table!"
"Baby, you know you don't have to make dinner every night. I'm happy to cook, you know."
"That's OK Daddy. I know how hard you've been working since Mom left. I just want to help. Now go get changed!"
* * * * *
Lisa was almost finished getting dinner on the table when she heard her Dad coming down the stairs. She made sure she was leaning over the table, with her butt in the air, when her Daddy walked into the room.
She didn't really know why she liked to tease her Daddy... but sometimes, when she caught him looking at her in
that
way, it made her feel all tingly.
Jonathan paused in the doorway, looking at his daughter's ass.
"So round, so beautiful,"
he thought,
"And mostly exposed in those shorts!"
He decided not to make an issue of it. He took his seat at the table, and complimented Lisa on the meal as he filled his plate. His daughter sat across from him, and they chatted about their days as they ate. Jonathan tried to keep his eyes from Lisa's cleavage, but it was clear to the teenager that he was sneaking looks.
Toward the end of dinner, Jonathan said, "Sweetheart, I really do appreciate how much you've been pitching in with your mother gone. This meal is just wonderful. I'd like to do something special for you. Is there anything you'd like?"
Lisa started to tell him that she didn't want anything, but then she paused nervously, looking down at her plate. In a hesitant voice, she said "Could we go on a date together? For Valentine's Day?"
"A date? You mean like go to a movie or something? Or to the zoo, like we did when you were little?"
"No Daddy, I mean a grown-up date. Like, could you take me out to a fancy restaurant, and maybe I could get a new dress and get my hair done and everything!"
"Sure baby. If that would make you happy, you can be my date for the night. Let's go shopping this weekend, and I'll make a reservation at Le Papillon for Valentine's Day."
Lisa leaped from her seat and hugged him, once again pressing your body against his and kissing his cheek. "Thank you, Daddy, thank you!"
Jonathan's face reddened as he held the young girl in his arms and inhaled her scent. He felt his cock starting to stiffen. He quickly disengaged from her hug and said, "You're welcome baby. Now let me get these dishes cleaned up. I'm sure you've still got homework.
* * * * *
That weekend, Jonathan learned what getting a "new dress" entailed. First there was the dress itself... a sleek, grey and white dress that was both shorter and lower cut than he would have preferred... but he had to admit, it looked stunning on the young girl. Then there were new shoes to go with the dress. A silver clutch purse. A sparkly necklace that was "just perfect" for the dress's neckline. A mysterious visit to Victoria's Secret to buy more "things to go with the dress." A stop at Ulta because apparently she needed a "different color palette." And some new perfume because "Daddy, of course I need something special for our date."
It was a fun day, he had to admit. Lisa seemed so happy to be spending time with him. And as hard as she had been working around the house, she deserved a treat.
He found himself thinking about how much he loved her, and how lost he would be without her since Karen had left.
* * * * *
"Don't stay up too late, baby. Remember you have soccer practice tomorrow."
"I won't Daddy. I'm just going to try everything on again, and then I'll get to sleep."
Lisa couldn't believe how much fun she had today. Daddy made her feel so special, letting her pick out all the things for their date, and complimenting her on her taste. And then afterwards, he took her out for her favorite fried chicken, and they sat and talked for almost two hours.
Best of all, he seemed really happy spending time with her... the happiest she had seen him in a long time.
She took her time trying everything on. The new pushup bra and the matching panties, the beautiful new dress, the necklace, the cute little shoes. She looked at herself in her full-length mirror, bending over and twisting from side to side. She looked
sexy
. She wondered if her Daddy would think so, and once again she felt that warm tingling feeling.
She undressed and carefully folded everything. She slipped on a comfortable nightshirt, opened her bedroom door, and called out "Goodnight Daddy!"
She climbed into bed, facing the door. She knew her Dad was probably working down in his office. She hoped he wouldn't work too late.
She was still too excited to sleep. She was very warm, and a still feeling a little horny. She kicked off the covers, and twisted her body, her leg angled toward the doorway. Her nightshirt rode up, exposing her ass, making her feel sexy.
She slid one hand down under her body, between her legs. She slid her fingers between her lips, feeling her wetness. She began to rub her clit with quick little circles. She knew it wouldn't take long to cum, and then she would fall asleep.
Suddenly she heard her Dad's footsteps coming up the stairs. She forgot that she'd left her door open. She froze, her fingers pressed against her clit. She closed her eyes, leaving them open just a slit, and breathed slowly, pretending to be asleep.
Jonathan came up the stairs, feeling happy. He'd had a good day shopping with Lisa today. She was really growing up, and he was very proud of her.
He noticed that her door was open, and he glanced into her room. He stopped with a small gasp. She was laying, facing the door. Her body was twisted in a gracefully curve, with one leg extended toward the door. Her nightshirt was pulled up, and her leg and part of her sweet round ass were exposed. Her skin looked so soft and smooth in the dim light from the hallway.
She was so beautiful... so sexy... and it had been so long since he had been with a woman.
He found his hand drifting down, touching himself. Touching his cock, feeling it stiffen in his pants. He squeezed it softly, losing himself in the feelings.
She was so fucking sexy.
Suddenly he came to his senses. He jerked his hand away from his crotch.
She was his daughter, for God's sake!
Shaking his head, he quietly pulled her door closed and went to bed.
Lisa let out a soft sigh.
Her Daddy had touched himself! He'd been looking at her, and he touched his cock!
Her fingers flew over her clit. She reached down with her other hand, and plunged her fingers into her pussy. She pumped them in and out, as she played with her clit. She pictured her Daddy's hand, squeezing his COCK!
Her body trembled and convulsed as she let out a little squeal of pleasure.
Slowly she relaxed, her breathing slowed, and she fell asleep with a contented little smile on her face.
* * * * *
On Friday Jonathan made sure to get out of the office on time. He knew how important their date night was to Lisa. And he found he was really looking forward to it himself.
Friday was a half day at school for Lisa. She'd said she was going to get her hair and her nails done, but she'd be waiting for him when he got home.
He opened the door, and stopped, stunned.
Lisa had heard his car pull up, and was standing, waiting for him in the living room.
She was beautiful! Her hair and makeup were perfect. The dress clung to her, showing off her curves. The straps on the sexy little shoes brought his eyes to her legs. Everything was perfect.
Jonathan realized that the little girl he loved so much had become a beautiful young woman.
