Hi Daddy,
I miss you already. I was so happy to see you last weekend. I must admit that I am still a little in shock about what happened between us, but if I am completely honest with you, I have to say that I haven’t been able to get you or any of things you did to me out of my mind. Last night I was having the hardest time getting to sleep, I have been so restless since you left. So, I played with the toy you gave me and made myself cum, three times actually, thinking and remembering how wild and rough you were with me. I never knew that I could be this excited or sexual. I still can’t believe that it was with you Daddy.
I had a dream once I finally fell asleep last night. I wanted to tell you about it.
I dreamt that you were coming to pick me up and take me out to dinner. You got to my apartment as I was finishing getting ready. You sat there and watched me, without saying a word. I wore a tight-fitted black dress, black stockings with a garter belt, and black lace panties. I didn’t wear a bra because the back of my dress was too low cut. The front of the dress was a low cut halter that tied around my neck. I pulled my hair half up so that you could see my face. The ribbon that tied around the back of my neck hung down below my long blonde hair, almost touching the dress that gathered at the small of my back.
I put on the beautiful earrings that you gave me, sprayed a little perfume on my neck, and put on my lipstick. I must admit that I felt so nervous with you just sitting there watching my every little move. I brought out two pairs of shoes and asked you which ones you liked better. You chose the high heeled black ones that wrapped a couple times around my ankle. As I came out totally ready, I saw a smile come across your handsome face, and we left for dinner.
We went to an incredible, very nice restaurant and as we walked in you never took your hand away from the small of my back. Daddy, I feel so safe and protected when you touch me that way. I saw you whisper something to the girl working inside the door, then she smiled and took us to the back of the restaurant to a very romantic table that had a half booth kind of seat wrapped around the back of it. I sat down first and admired the two candles burning on top of the beautiful white tablecloth that hung half way or more down to the floor. You moved in to sit so close to me that our legs were touching. For just a moment, I looked out into the room I was facing wondering if anyone knew that you were my father.
My attention quickly went back to you when I heard you say, “Baby, you look gorgeous tonight.” I shyly lowered my head a bit and grabbed onto your arm, putting my head on your shoulder, “Thank you Daddy.” You kissed my forehead and stroked my hair. When the waitress came you ordered a bottle of wine, never taking your hand off of me.
I opened my menu to see what this incredible restaurant had to offer, but before I read the first thing, you took it from my hands and closed it. When the waitress came back with our wine, you ordered for both of us. Daddy, I love how in control and how very strong you are. As we drank the first glass of wine, I felt your hand move to my leg. You were slowly moving your hand up and down my thigh, giving me such a warm feeling throughout my entire body.
Your very strong hand eventually moved down to my knee, and as I felt your fingers start to slowly move back up my leg, I could feel that you were lifting my dress up my thigh beneath your hand. You stopped to trace the lace on the top of my stockings and then moved up to play with the strap on my garter. My heart was racing. Then your big strong hand made it up to the warm skin of my inner thigh. When you touched my panties it made me catch my breath. You smiled at me. Your strong fingers slowly, softly ran up and down my panty covered, wet, bald little pussy. I could no longer hold my body still; I started squirming in my seat. You took your finger and pulled my panties to the side and pinched my swollen little clit between your fingers. “Hold still my angel.” It took every ounce of energy I had to obey you, but I knew from the tone of your voice that I had no choice.
“Spread you legs for Daddy,” you whispered to me. I again did as I was instructed. Your very strong finger rubbed circles over my wet swollen clit and then moved down to the tight entrance of my little pussy. When you thrust your finger deep inside of me, I had to close my eyes and once again catch my breath. Your finger pushed in and out of me first slow and then faster. “Daddy, you are going to make me cum.”