Chapter 5 - Gina Finds Her Emissary
I was pretty proud of myself. The beach party was a success! We raised a thousand dollars for after school programs, everyone had a ball, and my bikini had all the boys checking me out. It was a good day, and I'm beat.
But no matter how much fun I had, I couldn't get my mind off Daddy. Maybe my plan was crazy. What if he doesn't want me? What if he thinks it's wrong?
I get in the house and put my things by the sofa. Daddy's car is here, but I don't see him. He better not still be with that bitch Samantha.
"Daddy! You here?"
"In here Gina." Daddy was in his office and now it was my turn to be speechless.
I walked in and saw Daddy in all his chocolatey fineness. He was in his lounge pants and shirt. His muscles seemed bigger than yesterday. His head is freshly shaved and shiny and he smells so good. When he looks all good like this I call him Captain Sisko because he looks just like Avery Brooks. He's got a glass of Pappy Van Winkle on his desk and he's looking like he owns the world. My panties are soaking wet.
"Hey Captain Sisko! You're looking good. Did you have a good night?"
Daddy smiled, making his face even more handsome, if that's possible. "As a matter of fact I did babygirl. Samantha says hi. How was the party?"
Daddy just HAD to bring up that bitch Samantha. I frowned. We talked about the party and things. He's looking so good I can't stand it. If I get upstairs maybe I can rub one out in the shower.
"Well Daddy, I'm headed upstairs. I'm going to take a shower and probably head back out to another party. Do you need anything before I go?"
He gives me a look that I can't quite interpret...Is that lust for me?
"If it's not too much trouble, could you rub my shoulders for a second? I went to the gym today and I think I pulled something."
IT'S STEP FOUR! IT'S STEP FOUR!
My hands suddenly feel clammy. Is this really happening?
"Sure Daddy...no problem at all". I move behind his chair and rub my hands together to warm them up. I can do this. I rub Daddy's shoulders. Touching him like this is making me so horny. Daddy moaned. "mmmmmmmmm...That feels so good Gina. Don't stop."
I was getting into this massage. Making Daddy feel good and touching him like this makes me feel good. I wanted to make him moan like this forever.
I was loving my hands on Daddy so much that I almost didn't notice when he pulled the pink folder out of his desk drawer. I couldn't help it, I gasped. My hands fell to my sides, trembling.
He KNOWS! Daddy knows! What do I do now? This was not part of the plan!
Daddy turned in his chair and looked at me, his expression unreadable. "You know what's in here, don't you Regina?"
Oh no.
He only calls me Regina when he's angry. I didn't trust my voice, so I nodded.
"Use your words Regina. Do you know what's in this folder?"
"Yes Daddy."
"Why don't you tell me what's in the folder." Daddy crossed his arms.
"Well...I...Daddy you have to understand.....I just love you so much." Tears started to fall down my face.
Daddy took the folder and moved to the small sofa in his office where he sat down with the folder beside him. "Regina, come here, kneel in front of me."
I walked over to Daddy and dropped to my knees in front of him, eyes downcast. I didn't want him to see me cry.
"Look at me Regina."
Daddy looked down at me. "I know what's in this folder. I read it last night. I read the stories you bookmarked. I know what you think you want from me, but before we go any further I need to hear it from your lips Regina. What do you want from me? Look at me and tell me what you want babygirl."
It's now or never.
"I want you Daddy. I've always wanted you. Anytime I was with another guy I thought about you. I always do what I'm supposed to do. I am a good girl. But I want you so badly Daddy I can taste it. I won't apologize for my plan. I won't apologize for how I feel. I don't care if it's wrong. I want you Daddy. forever and always. Please Daddy!"
I couldn't hold back my tears now. I sobbed at Daddy's feet. It felt so good to get it out, even if he says no. Daddy sat on the sofa and watched me cry until I was done.
"Gina...." I looked at his face.
"Thank you for telling me how you feel. I had no idea until I read your plan. I've had time to think about it, and I have three options for you. Are you ready?"
I nodded.
"Your first option is that you tell me that you didn't mean what you said in this folder, that it was all a lie or a joke or whatever makes you feel better. We go back to where we were before - Daddy and daughter. Nothing changes between us and I will love you no less. If you choose this option, we burn the folder in the fireplace and go out for dinner at our favorite place before you go to your party tonight."
"Your second option is that you tell me that you meant everything you said in that folder, but you don't want to take the next step. If that is your choice, then I will still love you, but you can not stay in this house. You must move out and live your life without me in it. Lusting after me would be a waste of your life, and you deserve to find someone who makes you happy. If you choose this option, I have an envelope in my desk with $10,000 in cash for you. I will leave the house and fuck Samantha all night while you pack what you need. When I get home tomorrow you will be gone. "
"Your final option is to continue with Operation Fuck Me Daddy, but on my terms. You will become the Daddy's slutty girl you claim you want to be. I will fuck you. I will use you. You will surrender your pleasure to me. You will be the good girl that I raised you to be, but when we are alone you WILL be my slut to use as I please for as long as I please. I will never do anything to put you in danger or permanently damage you or make you feel unloved. If you choose this option, you will take my hand, go upstairs to my bedroom, and we take steps five and six on your list."
"The choice is yours Regina."
I was glad I was on my knees, because the weight of what Daddy said to me would have surely knocked me down. This was real. I can have everything I want, I just have to take it. Or I could have the love of Daddy with no changes. Or I could have no Daddy at all.
The decision was clear.
"Daddy...."
I looked at Daddy and held out my hand. Daddy smiled, took my hand, and helped me to my feet.
"Good choice slut. Let's go upstairs."