(Author's note: All sex participants involved are over 18 years of age. Please enjoy the read and comment, etc.=)
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Brian was running late for work. He kept looking at his watch over and over, as if hoping the hands on it would somehow magically fall back a minute or two. He was nervously tucking in his dress shirt sloppily here and there as his hands held both his briefcase and an umbrella. The radio forecast told of a sixty percent chance of rain around rush hour. His watch hand kept a half-mindful touch on the thick railing of the stairs to keep him from tripping and taking a nasty fall down the steps.
He was just about to go over in his head yet again the key points to his presentation he was going to give the very moment he reached the office, when he came off the stairs and turned into the kitchen.
The whole thing just left him when he set eyes on his daughter in her very racy outfit as she stood having breakfast at the kitchen island. She was having a bagel and too busily working her phone to notice him right away. He stood there silently eating his heart out while running his hungry eyes up and down his Cassidy.
On top of her messy neon pixie haircut was a gloss black headband with blood-red colored devil's horns sticking out to the left and right. Going down a bit he feasted his eyes on the smooth, fresh ivory skin of her waist as generously revealed by her teal, cropped hoodie. Below that his eyes drooled at a pair of cranberry-colored lace boxers that had a black ribbon on either side of the waistband. His heart pounded against his chest as he marveled at her creamy ass cheeks for what seemed like an eternity.
He was too zoned out to notice his lovely, barefoot nymph had finally noticed him and had turned to call out to him.
"Hey Dad--you okay?"
It would take amazingly a third calling and a hard shaking at his elbow to finally break her Dad out of his daze. But there was no way Cassidy would be prepared for what followed.
"Get away--don't freakin' touch me!"
"Why don't you go out there tonight and work the corner, you dirty whore!"
Brian jerked his arm away from her and walked off into the foyer, without so much as looking her in the eye. He sat himself down in the heavyset chair by the front door as always and proceeded to get himself into his well-shined shoes.
Cassidy was completely floored. A raw mix of confusion and shock held her down. She tried to get a word or two out of her throat but was unable to. Her Dad's wild reaction took the air right out of her. She felt not only suffocated, but now began to tremble with outright horror.
Within moments though, she felt a more relaxed control and thoughts coming through again as a vibrant anger came over her. She was not going to just stand there like a moron and take this crap. She needed to do something and right this wrong! This little devil was going to show what'll happen when someone gets on her bad side!
She knew deep down her Dad must have meant well after all. He was just uneasy with her showing too much skin. He just hasn't gotten over the typical overprotectiveness that every father surely has for their girl. She would have been cool with all that, if only he had so expressed himself calmly and slowly with her. But that was definitely not how he handled it, now did he? So everything is not so cool now!
Cassidy needed to put her Dad in line. He needed to know that once some things are said, they can't be taken back.
Indeed, she was going to be that very whore he accused her of being--she would work on him instead of that damn corner!
He'll be in for one wild ride--literally!
