Step-daddy's Princess
"Daddy I'm home!" Jenna called out as she entered the house. She was panting as if she ran the whole way back home. Her whole body thrumming with excitement.
"Hi there, little princess, how was the exam?" Her father, Henry asked, as he looked up from his phone.
"It was good, I did well." Jenna replied as she went and sat beside her father on the couch. "I'm so excited! Finally I'm done with high-school, now all the wait for the graduation and that's it, I'm free from the hell hole." She continued.
"Oh honey, high-school's always tough but now the race for college starts, did you hear anything from the colleges that you applied to?" Henry asked, his arms around his princess as Jenna cuddled closer with her head resting on his chest just above his heart, her soft dainty fingers rubbing mindless circles on her daddy's chest. A small pout slowly forming on her luscious pink lips.
"I-I don't think I want to go to college anymore." Jenna whispered. Her voice quivering with uncertainty.
"What? Why is that honey? Is everything okay?" Henry asked his voice filled with worry as to why an enthusiastic girl like Jenna was unwilling to go to college suddenly. "Yo-you aren't pregnant are you?" He asked, holding his breath.
"Wha- whoa no, no!" She said, her eyes wide as she removed herself from her daddy's embrace. "It's nothing like that, I just think it's not for me." Jenna replied wringing her long fingers together. Eyes looking anywhere but her father's.
"Not for you? What are you saying Jenna? Talk to me baby, what's wrong?" Henry pressed but quickly hugged her as he saw her big brown doe eyes watering. Jenna hugged his masculine father, her arms tightly around his torso, face buried in his neck. Henry heard a soft sniffle and he felt wetness indicating that his sweet princess was crying. His whole body filled with worry. He cooed and shushed Jenna softly while his palm rubbed her back. He pulled her on to his lap and Jenna immediately wrapped her lags around him.
"Oh my sweet baby girl..." Henry cooed.
"I don't wanna leave you daddy, I don't wanna leave you alone here, I'll miss you too much. I can't, I can't go away from you." She cried. It was then Henry understood the real reason why she didn't want to leave for college.
"Oh Jenna, don't be like that sweetheart, college will be so good for you. You have such good grades, you'll learn so much, meet new people, make new friends. Don't hold yourself back for this old man. I'll feel lonely for sometime but I'll manage. I'll adapt to it honey. Don't you worry about me." Henry said, his own eyes tearing up at the thought of it.
"You're my only family daddy, I have no one else. I can't. Please daddy, please. I want to be with you. Always daddy." Jenna hiccupped but slowly started drifting off to sleep after a few minutes. Her limbs still wrapped around her father and Henry never stopped caressing her back. He heaved a deep sigh.
Jenna Brown never met her biological father, or sperm donor as she preferred. Jenna's mother Louisa was a single mother, a nurse at the city hospital and had met Henry Joseph at an art exhibition gallery. Henry's art exhibition to be precise. They started a relationship but never got married. Jenna was 12 years old then. Everything was going smoothly until it wasn't. Louisa died in a fatal car accident when Jenna was 15. Louisa had no family as no contact with Jenna's bio dad. As Henry never married Louisa, he wasn't on the custody list for Jenna. But fortunately the judge for Jenna's case was a known client of Henry's and often bought his art. And so Jenna was unofficially put under Henry's care as a foster father, even though there may not be any official document proof of such. Even though Jenna is now 18 and technically an adult to society's eyes Henry still kept her under his care and Jenna loved him too.
Henry huffed wistfully. He placed a kiss on Jenna's head and slowly shifted her so that he could carry her back to her room. He got up carefully and then went up to Jenna's room and gently laid her down on the soft mattress bed. He was little concerned that she was still wearing the top and jeans from her school but decided to leave it at that. His hazel eyes racked over Jenna's sleeping body. Over the years she has grown quite a bit. From a petite 14 year old to almost a full grown women now. Her thighs had thickened and her hips had broadened giving her an attractive pear shaped body. Her breast had grown from B to D cups too. As Jenna slept Henry could she her peeking cleavage and her top had ridden up giving him the sight of her belly button. He imagined running his tongue tracing her body and then licking the hardened nipples.
Henry shook his head internally chiding himself for even thinking such sinful thoughts about his daughter. Though these thoughts were nothing new for Henry towards his daughter, ever since she turned 18 a few months back. He felt extremely guilty to bringing such thoughts. No, I can't break Jenna's trust like this. It's a crime. Henry thought.
He made his way back down and sat down on the kitchen table with a cup of black coffee. He often found himself in this situation lately. His only thoughts floating around how sexy his step daughter looked and fantasized about what he could do if he had access to her ripe body.
•••
It was around 6 at evening when Jenna came down from her room. Henry looked up from his third coffee cup and his eyes almost bugged out his socket at the site of her. Jenna was wearing the tiniest low waist denim hot pants with lace at the sides. The short was so tiny and tight, Henry could see half of Jenna's ass from below. In the front of the denim was digging at her groin and made a distinguished v shape. But the one that mostly caught his attention was the tiny white mesh crop top that was wearing with nothing under leaving her breast at display as the top was see through. Fucking hell! What is she doing, wearing such skimpy clothes when I'm already straining my inner struggle. Henry gulped. He would've rebuked Jenna for wearing such clothes but one look at her face stopped him from doing so. It was sombre. She may have washed her face but one could clearly see traces of tears of observed closely. She smiled gently at her daddy and sat beside him with a coffee cup of her own.
"Hey daddy." She greeted softly.
"Hi princess, how are you feeling?"
"I feel alright. What's the plan for dinner?" She asked, sipping at her cup.
"I was thinking of ordering pizza tonight. Will it be okay for you? Henry asked trying not to openly ogle his daughter.
"Yes, that'll be fine by me." She replied.
They then sat there silently. Jenna scrolling through her phone, sometimes smiling at some funny video. Henry stared at her. Her voluptuous breasts juggling lightly with her slight movement. They looked so soft and squeezy. The perky nipples peeking out ever so slightly through the see through top. His eyes travelled down her exposed belly and hip, and down to her grabby ass. Henry licked his dry lips. Oh how he wished to touch his little princess and caress her like his lover.
"Daddy, I thought about my college thing..." Jenny said suddenly, startling Henry.
"Huh? Oh yes yes, tell me about it."
"I think I should apply for online college course, that way I can continue with my studies as well as stay with you." Jenna said.
"That's... that's good, but are you sure honey, I don't want to hold you back from anything." Henry said even though he was giddy internally.
"Yes, I'm absolutely sure, and I'm doing this for myself too. I don't want to leave you behind daddy." Jenna said and lifted herself slightly to kiss Henry on the cheek, while her booby chest brushed against her daddy's arm.
"Okay sweetheart, whatever you think is best for you." He said, his strong knuckles brushing against her cheeks. "I need to make some calls to one of my buyers, and I'll order the pizza after that, okay?" Henry said as he got up to step outside for the calls.
"Okay daddy." Jenna replied, a small coy smile gracing her lips as he watched her daddy go.
Jenna had always loved Henry dearly. Maybe a bit more than the daddy-daughter love. Henry was a man of 40 but his physique could be hands down one of the most handsome and masculine Jenna had seen so far. She always had her attraction towards older man, but she didn't have to look far from them. Her daddy was enough. Standing at an impressive height of 6'2", his athletic build towering over her 5'4" build. Henry had a stubble and one could see a few white hair on his head which made him even more attractive in the eyes of Jenna. Their 22 year age difference never bothered her but rather made her feel like a man was taking care of her. Jenna is a virgin but she ain't naive. She knew how Henry's nature of looks towards her changed in the recent past. The slight brushing of her thighs, the tighter hugs to feel her chests properly and many more. Jenna was very happy with Henry's subtle advances but she also knew he would never go any further. He loved her too much for it, and Jenna adored it, made her respect him more for it. But now she would make him take her. She knew how her daddy ogled her in the afternoon in her room, she peeked and that is why she dressed revealingly so rile up her handsome sexy daddy.
When Henry came back to the living room, he saw Jenna sitting on the couch leisurely, watching some rom-com on Netflix.