Daddy’s Little Girl_(2)

When I was ten, my mom had left my dad, my two older brothers and I. I knew my daddy was sad. He’d stay up for hours just sitting in his chair staring out the window. My brothers and i tried to make him happy, but nothing worked.. He spent alot of time with my brothers, but never me. He took them fishing and to the movies, but never me. In fact, daddy never talked to me or looked at me until i turned thirteen.

When I turned thirteen, my dad seemed happier for some reason. He actually started to ask me how my day was, check up on my homework progress, and give me money for shopping. I didn’t know why he suddenly changed towards me.

One day, I was out by the pool sun-bathing and daddy was cutting the grass. My brothers were at a friends house for the weekend, so Daddy and I were alone. I was in a brand new bakini I had gotten for my birthday. Daddy told me he picked it out. It was perfect. Lime-green with black flowers. I loved it.

I guess i was absently stroking my leg when Daddy walked up, because he blushed a little bit. He asked if i could go inside and old the clothes, so I went inside. As I got to the laundry room, I noticed that there wasn’t any clothes to be folded, so I started to turn around and go tell Daddy, but he was already inside.

“Daddy, there aren’t any clothes,” i said.

“Oh, I know. I just didn’t want anyone to see us.” His eyes lingered on my breasts then moved down towards my pussy.

“See us do what?” I asked. I was confused, but I noticed him looking at my body and began to walk towards him.

“Oh, baby girl, you are growing up.” he reached a hand out and brushed the top of my boob. “You know Daddy’s lonely, baby, so you should keep me company.” Daddy grabbed my hand and led me to his bedroom.

“What are we doing here, Daddy?