JJ: Reuniting With daddy

He was watching a movie in the basement, the flickering blue light making his face look a little alien. Mom had sent her out of the family room, she was having some sort of wine night with her friends. Daddy usually liked to be left alone on Mommy’s wine nights…something about estrogen levels being too high.

She knew he was a little grumpy today, but it had been so long since he paid attention to her. Her friends were at summer camp and she was bored and lonely. She came up to the couch and leaned against the back of it, idly scuffing her toes on the carpet. It was cooler in the basement, a welcome relief from the heat of the summer night upstairs, but she still shivered a little in her tank top and shorts.

“What?” His eyes didn’t leave the TV and she almost turned around and ran upstairs right then.

“Mommy told me I couldn’t sit with them.”

“So go watch netflix in your room or something.” He still hadn’t looked at her and she could feel the little bubble of courage in her chest pop.

“Okay daddy.” Her voice was quiet as she turned to go. He looked away from the TV then and sighed.

“What did you want JJ?”

“I just wanted to cuddle.” She turned to him hopefully, and he looked at her a minute, his face unreadable in the dim light of the TV.

“Fine, but close the door. Your mother and her friends are too loud.”

“Okay!” she said brightly, and scampered up the stairs to shut the basement door before running back down. She jumped over the back of the couch and snuggled down near his feet. He was sprawled across the couch, his big frame taking up the majority of the space.

She tried not to jostle as she got comfortable, he hated disruptions during movies. She watched the TV, it was a movie she had seen before and one of her favorite male actors was the lead. It was a historical action movie and the shirtless men running around on a battlefield was perfect eye candy. She had a feeling that wasn’t why her Daddy liked it, but she certainly wouldn’t object to the viewing material.

Once she settled in, the chill of the basement started to creep in and she shivered a little. She crossed her arms over her chest, the thin material of her top doing little to hide the pebbled peaks of her nipples.

“I thought you wanted to cuddle.” Daddy said, his eyes still on the TV.

“I didn’t want to disturb you, you looked comfortable.”

“Come here.” Daddy held up the blanket for her and she hesitated for a moment. He was only wearing the shorts he had worn to the gym earlier. “Hurry up.” He still didn’t look at her but his tone broached no argument.

JJ crept over his legs and settled between them, trying not to jostle him too much. She sat a little stiffly and was just settling when he grabbed her arm and pulled her down in front of him, his arm curved around her chest and her butt settled right at his belly.

He pulled the blanket back over them and pulled her in tight to him, the hair on his forearm tickling her chest. His other hand settled on her stomach under the blanket.

His broad hand spread across the gap between her shorts and her tanktop and her stomach fluttered at the touch.

She tried to still her breathing and not move, focusing instead on the TV. The main actor was in battle and JJ felt her focus torn from the man behind her to the man on the screen. His muscles rippled as he did something cool with the sword. In another couple of minutes the battle was over and the next scene was him going into a tent and taking off his armor. JJ didn’t find it hard to focus on the screen as his torso was revealed and he started unlacing his pants, the tapered V of his abs glinting in the candlelight. JJ sighed and shifted her legs, her smooth ones, rubbing against Daddy’s hairy ones.

The character on screen was naked now and he was walking toward a busty brunette on a pile of furs. JJ couldn’t help but look enviously at the woman’s heaving bosom. She was sure THIS was more of the reason Daddy liked this movie. The woman kind of looked like JJ’s mom. All big boobs and and womanly curves.

Daddy probably couldn’t even feel JJ’s little boobs. His forearm lay directly across them, and while she was warmer now, cuddled up under the blanket, her nipples were still hard from the contact. The other girls her age were starting to fill out their bras, some of them looking like adult women, not girls. But JJ’s stayed stubbornly small. One of her friends told her that all the sports JJ played were the reason she wasn’t filling out much. JJ’s dad was the reason she played so many sports, he said she needed direction and discipline, not afternoons at the mall like the popular girls. But JJ wished she looked more like those girls and her mom. Her daddy obviously liked that.

He had been so obviously doting on her mom, taking her on dates and kissing her all over the house. JJ heard them at night, they didn’t seem to realize JJ could hear them. Her daddy made her mommy scream and she could hear some of the things he said to her when they had sex in the hottub outside JJ’s window. JJ’s daddy used to pay special attention to JJ. Her stomach rolled a little as she remembered the moments Daddy would pull her onto his lap, her mom in the next room as he whispered what a special, pretty girl she was while she felt him get hard under her. All the special ways daddy used to show her how daddy’s who REALLY loved their daughters showed them how special they were…

He used to pay so much attention to HER. And then…and then everything was ruined the day she got her period. She was a late bloomer, most of her friends had already gotten theirs. And worse, her mom had walked in the door after picking her up from school and just announced it to daddy. He had looked at her oddly before laughing with her mom about what a grown up she was. She had been furious with her mother, laughing about it with him as though she hadn’t just humiliated JJ. Ever since then, her daddy hadn’t touched her. He’d been so distant and he had paid so much special attention to JJ’s mommy. JJ couldn’t stand it. She hated being around both of them, preferring to spend time with mommy when daddy wasn’t around so she wouldn’t feel the surge of jealousy every time daddy slapped mommy’s ass or grabbed her for a kiss. He stopped coming to her room tonight, and she remembered the bitter tears she had cried the nights she heard him with mommy, knowing he wasn’t coming to kiss and hold her.

The woman on the screen was doing something to the man and JJ realized with a blush she was sucking his cock. This was definitely why daddy liked this movie.

The camera panned to the male actor’s face, and the tension in his arms as he pulled the woman up to him.