My daddy and me 2.

God I couldn’t even describe how excited I was to finally see my daughter Mindy, there aren’t any words in any language from anywhere on this planet that could describe it. The only little set back that I had, was who my daughter was and you’ll know why if you read the chapter that she just finished, and yes the feeling was very, very mutual. Now if she would have been 18 at the time, things would have been very very different that week we met. To say that I was attracted to her would have been the understatement of the year. She was the biggest girly girl that I had ever met. She was disturbingly, I say disturbingly because of her age at the time, gorgeous, she was incredibly hot, and sexy doesn’t even begin to describe her. It should be illegal for young girls like her to be as insanely beautiful and cute as she was, seriously, she was absolutely insane! Her personality was incredible, she had an amazing sense of humor, she was hilarious, and she was incredibly sweet. She was everything I ever looked for in a woman, and I mean everything. She wasn’t just beautiful on the outside, but she was most definitely a very beautiful person. I’m kind of weird I guess you can say, but she not only accepted that about me, she embraced it. I don’t think I went one day with her without smiling or laughing, she was just, perfect. Her voice, Let’s just say that she melted me when she spoke, it was a little raspy, but incredibly soft and very sweet. There isn’t much wording that I can use to describe how perfect she was, I know it was only a week, but it was a week that I’ll never forget. She was absolutely the perfect girl for me in every way, except for one thing, she was way, way too young then.

Did I fall for her, yeah I did, and there wasn’t anything that I could do to stop myself from falling in love with the girl. Although she was bare ass naked for most of that week, I found that my all time favorite part of her, had to be her amazing light brown eyes, they had a hazel or green ring that looked like they were mixed in her light brown eyes and that just made those amazing eyes really pop. And now, I find out that the girl that I had somewhat of a “summer fling” with, was actually my biological daughter and neither one of us knew that at the time. She had already described herself to you, so in order to keep from being repetitive, I’m not going to repeat it, if you want to know what she looks like, go read her chapter. She looked a little different than she did a few years before though, not much different but there were some changes. She still looked a hell of a lot younger than she really was, but her hair was blue, purple, hot pink, orange and yellow, and her body changed also. She still had tiny boobs, but that was one of the things that I loved about her. She actually had really nice curves, and that ass of hers was still tiny, but more amazing than before. So imagine my shock when I went to pick my daughter up from the airport only to see that one little girl that had stolen my heart several years earlier. Then I want you to imagine my shock and excitement when she told, and showed me that she was my daughter. Shocked isn’t even the right word, surprised wouldn’t cover it, but neither could excitement. I was elated as hell, in fact I was so excited that she was my daughter, that it all but drowned out the feelings of, disappointment that I felt at the same time. I was disappointed because I just found out that the one and only little teenage girl I had ever fallen for, the one and only one that I fantasized about for years, the one I compared to all of the girls I ever dated after I met her was my daughter. That sucked ass, and I was bummed about that because when I saw her all of those memories came flooding back. But my elation, and sheer excitement drowned all of that out as I looked at her birth certificate. And when I realized that my name was printed on it, and it did in fact have my signature on it, that bummed feeling disappeared and I could no longer contain myself.

I can say that now, I know what went through her head the day I went to pick her up from the airport, but, I had absolutely no clue that she still felt the way she did about me in Australia, clueless would be an understatement. I could tell by the way she couldn’t keep her hands off of me no matter how hard she tried. By the way she kept reliving our week together in Australia, by how she dressed around me, by the way she looked at me all the time, and by how she was constantly telling me how “crazy crazy hot” or “crazy crazy sexy” I was. So yes there were obvious signs that she had other ideas with me other than just spending the summer with me, but I couldn’t really tell. How can you not see her blatant desire for me you ask? I’ll explain like this, you have got to remember that she was ripped away from me when she was a week away from her 5th birthday, I had a huge birthday party planned for her and everything. You have to remember that she and I were two peas in a pod, she was a daddies girl and I spent those five years with her. I saw all of her firsts while her mom was off doing god knows what. I was there when she rolled over by herself, when she said her first word, when she started to walk, and I potty trained her, I was there for it all. She was in preschool, and I had just enrolled her in kindergarten at a private school before her mom decided that she all of a sudden wanted to be in her life. No phone calls, no contact from the lawyers, who helped falsify documents to file for custody, not even a peep.

She claimed that I was served, but my team of lawyers and private investigators found that she had her brother served instead of me. Her brother then signed the paper with my signature, so I was as clueless to all of that as I could have been. Why not press charges on her and her brother and have them thrown in jail, you ask. I didn’t because of my daughter, I did not want to put her through all of that, she’d been through enough don’t you think? Why subject her to all of that only for the state of Florida to take custody of her while I fought to get her back. Did I fight to get her back, hell yes I did for many years, it got to the point that the judge, whom I’m really good friends with now, told me to stop because it was making things worse. She told me to just keep taking care of her like I was and someday her mom would see the light and let me see her. And if that doesn’t happen, she was confident that my daughter would come looking for me. My little girls screams for her daddy that day her mom took her away from me still haunted me in every way. And after her mom took her, I was denied any and all visitation rights, and when my daughters birthday came, and when Christmas came, I was served with restraining orders. I tried hard to see my little girl and I never gave up, but every time I tried, I would hit huge concrete walls every step of the way. Was I being selfish and thinking about me, or was I putting my baby girl first, was I thinking about her? What would you do of your ex refused to let you so much as make a phone call to your child for many years under false pretenses. She does all of that for most of your son or daughters life, then all of a sudden calls you and let’s you see them? How would you feel? I was scared because she was a teenager now because I had no clue what the hell I was doing, I was nervous because I was afraid that she was going to hate me for never being around. But when I saw her and found out that the one girl who was the subject of my jerk off sessions for years, was my little girl, I couldn’t see straight, I was that excited and happy, yet freaked out a little.

I was so happy that I couldn’t concentrate, but what made it better, was the fact that she insisted on coming up to Colorado to see me. Then I received confirmation that her mom lied to her about me all of those years. But my daughter didn’t buy a word of it, not a single word. So how could I not see her desire for me, well, I think I just answered your question. I was way too excited, and way too happy to have her with me, to have her in my arms after many years of her mom refusing me visitations that I just didn’t pay any attention to any of that. I won’t lie, she was insane, and I mean she was the kind of girl that turned heads, it didn’t matter where she went, what she was doing, and it didn’t matter how old she was. She was a competitive cheer leader in Florida and it showed, her looks and that little body of hers screamed athlete of some kind, yes I do know that cheerleading is a sport, and I would explain that but that’s not what our story is about. People would see her and stare at her, men and women alike. Did I notice that about her, well yeah, of course I did, I noticed that the day we met in Australia. She was most definitely the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my life. But the way she carried her self, her quirks, her smile, her voice, everything about her just made her incredibly, incredibly sexy. The way she dressed around me, damn. I started to realize that it kinda sucked that she was my daughter because of how sexy she was, and trust me, if she wasn’t, and she wanted to relive our time together in Australia, I would have in a heart beat. And if she wanted to seduce and have sex with me I wouldn’t have stopped her, in fact, I would give in and let her do what ever she wanted to do to me. I wouldn’t care about the fact that she wasn’t legal, I wouldn’t care what society thought, I wouldn’t care if I went to prison. The only catch that there would be is that she had to initiate it all, but going to prison for her would be worth every second of me giving her what she wanted.

I had been fantasizing about her ever since that week in Australia wether I was having sex with another woman my age or jerking off, and I had been from my time in Australia till the day I went to pick her up. So now you know how it is that I recognized her so quickly when she walked up to me at the airport, I almost kissed her. I remembered how her soft skin felt against mine when we laid together naked, how I could actually smell her arousal, how hard she made me, how she squirmed and writhed against me on that beach. Several years later, we’re at the hotel, and we were laying on the couch together when she had me take my shirt off, then lifted hers so high that I thought she was going to take it off. Every minute of that night we laid together on the beach together naked came back to me like crazy, they just flooded my mind. I would say that I didn’t know why it was different between then and the hotel, but that would be a lie. In Australia, I got really hard and she loved the way my bare hard dick felt against her naked body, and that night in the hotel, I freaked out even more. Why? Because I knew that she was my little girl, my flesh and blood, my daughter. I loved the way she squirmed against me that night, and I loved how she let me caress her sexy abs. And the way she was breathing did little to keep my dick from throbbing. That night I not only saw her as my daughter, but the girl I met in Australia, the girl that liked me a lot. Which was kinda strange, there were plenty of men and BOYS HER AGE there that may have been better looking than me, but for some reason, I became her target. And the thing that started this massive battle in my head, was the fact that it seemed as though I was still her target, as though it didn’t matter that I was her dad.

Almost everything I said before went through my head as her grandpa and I went to go get us all some lunch. The only part of our conversation that I remembered, was that I told him to check out of their hotel room and stay in my guest house. After that, I just drove with this ridiculous grin that I couldn’t get rid of, I was so fucking excited to have her home again. You would have thought that I just started dating again, and that girl had me by the heart, cheesy I know just deal with it. I hadn’t been that happy since the day she was born, and everyday before she was ripped away from me. It was like I was on auto pilot the whole way to town and back, and when I walked into the house, my daughter looked back at me and lit the house up. She jumped up and came running to me as I set the food on the table.

“Took you long enough.” She said as she wrapped her arms around me.

“Damn, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you missed me.” I said as she looked up at me with this look in her eyes that I had been seeing since she arrived.

“Well, I did miss you.” She said as she slid her hand into my shirt and onto my abs.

“Baby, you can’t do that, you might give your grandparents the wrong idea.” I said quietly.

“Trust me, they won’t get the wrong idea, I promise you that.” She said with a slight look of lust in her sexy little grin.

“Are you sure?” I asked as I looked over at her grandparents, who were talking secretively.

“Yes I’m sure, you should just take your shirt off.” She said as she pressed her body against mine.

Fuck, this is your little girl damn it! Why the fuck are you letting her affect you like this? We’ve been over this, you’re not a sick mother fucker! You’re her dad, my head screamed.

“You really like seeing me without a shirt don’t you?” I asked as she began to lift my shirt.

“Yep.” She said as her grin disappeared.

“Why?” I asked as I laughed.

“You’re hot, and you have a really hot body.” She said as she lifted my shirt up as high as she could.

“You still think that even though I’m your dad?” I asked.

“Yes, now take it off.” She said as she let go of my shirt and slid both of her hands down my body.

“You know it’s not right to perv on your own dad right?” I asked as I held my shirt in place.

“Yes I do, but like I said, you being my daddy isn’t going to change the fact that I think you’re crazy hot and sexy. Remember I told you that?” She asked.

“Yeah I actually do.” I said as my dick started to swell.

“Then we don’t have to talk about it, I wanna see your hot and yummy body as much as possible.” She said as I pulled my shirt off all the way and folded it.

“Well then maybe I should just walk around naked.” I said teasingly making her eyes pop open and body jerk a little.

“Um, that’s not a good idea.” She said as she pressed her body against mine tightly.

“Why not?” I asked as her arm brushed across the bulge in my pants.

“Because I won’t be able to control myself around you and I would have to do some very naughty and yummy things to you. We wouldn’t want that to happen now would we daddy, especially since we both know that I’m your little girl now.” She asked in a very adorable and sexy tone.

“Um, no not really.” I said as my dick got incredibly hard.

“Plus I know that you have a little battle going on in your head, and if I did some naughty things to you, it might freak you out and I don’t want to do that to you.” She said as she rubbed my chest and abs.

“Are you psychic or something?” I asked as I slid my hand onto her back gently.

“No I’m not psychic, I can see it in your eyes, it’s been in your eyes since last night. It’s pretty obvious daddy, and it’s ok I understand.” She said.

“I’m that easy to read?” I asked.

“Well, not really actually, but I can see that.” She said.

“Damn you’re good, get out of my head.” I said as we laughed.

She smiled and ran her hands all over my upper body as she smiled. I watched this look creep into her eyes as she looked in my eyes.

“It’s ok daddy I get it. Finding out that I’m actually your little daughter complicates it, you want to give in on one hand, but on the other, you can’t because I’m your daughter.” She said.

“Exactly.” I said.

“I really, really don’t want to make things weird between us.” She said.

“I don’t either, besides, I finally have you here with me and the last thing I want is to loose you again, I don’t want to loose you for good, that will absolutely kill me.” I said.

“First of all, get it out of your head that you would loose me because that’s never going to happen, ever. I’ve already been here for a day, and I’m already thinking about moving here with you. It’s so beautiful here, and you’re crazy crazy hot, like, oh my god, so it would be awesome to live with you.” She said.

“That would make my day on so many levels, you don’t even understand.” I said.

“Really?” She asked as she lit up.

“Yes, really. I would love it if you moved in with me.” I said.

“Ok, so you’re making it so much easier to decide wether or not I want to live here just by saying that.” She said as she let go of me.

“As in, you want to, or don’t want to?” I asked.

“Stupid question dad.” She said as she giggled.

“I’m making you not want to move in with me.” I said teasingly with a mischievous grin.

“Oh yeah that’s it, yeah.” She said as she giggled.

“So what do I have to do to get you to want to move in with me?” I asked.

“Do you want a smart ass answer, or do you want the truth?” She asked.

“Hit me with either one of them.” I said.

“I’ll go with, honest. You don’t have to do anything to convince me to want to move in with you. I already want to.” She said.

“God, why can’t we do that now?” I asked.

“Because mom wants me to go to school there for one more year, I have no idea why.” She replied.

“Well, its ultimately up to you baby girl, I’m not going to decide for you, I mean I’d love for you to move here now, but I want it to be because you want to and no other reason.” I said.

“Yeah, but you haven’t had any choice in the matter since mom stole me from you the way she did, it’s time that you finally had a choice.” She said.

“Wait, you know about that?” I asked.

“Yes I do, that was the subject of my huge two month fight with mom and she finally admitted it. So I think you should decide wether or not you want me to move in with you.” She said.

“I’ve already made that choice remember? I want you to move in with me, but I want you to move here because you want to. It’s ultimately going to affect you in the long run, so it needs to be your choice.” I said.

“Well then I want to live with you.” She said.

“Let’s see how this summer goes first and when it’s all over then make your decision.” I said.

“Wwwwwoww, you actually sounded like my dad there for a second. You have no idea how sexy that was.” She said as she smiled.

“Hun, I am your dad.” I said making her giggle.

“I know, kinda sucks.” She said.

“Thanks.” I said as I laughed and looked at her.

“I didn’t mean it that way dad.” She said as she hit my arm.

“What did you mean then?” I asked as I laughed.

“Honestly?” She asked.

“Preferably.” I replied.

“Let’s just say that this reunion would be going a little different, well, not little, a lot different.” She said as she pressed her body against mine again and squirmed.

“How so?” I asked making her face turn red.

“Well for one, it would just be you and me, alone, and we would be doing things that I wish we did in Australia.” She said softly.

“Like what?” I asked as she looked at my chest and ran her hand down my body as she did.

“Do you really wanna know?” She asked as she looked back up at me.

“Kind of.” I said.

“Sex, lots and lots of sex.” She said making my dick get incredibly hard.

“Oh my god, even though you weren’t of legal age?” I asked using air quotes when I said legal age.

“Would that bother you if I started it all? Because I would have started it a long, long time ago.” She said.

“It’s you, so no, it wouldn’t.” I replied.

“Mmm, good to know, it seems as though you like the idea.” She said.

“How do you figure?” I asked as she backed off.

“You have a boner, I can feel it.” She said with lust in her eyes.

“I’m so so sorry, you’re just, I can’t help it.” I said as panic started to set in.

“It’s ok, I like that I still do that to you. I mean, I know you’re my daddy and all but my god, if you knew what..never mind.” She said making me throb in my pants.

“Shit, I’m not even going to ask.” I said making her giggle.

“Ok, I don’t want to freak you out and make that war in your sexy head worse, so I’ll keep it to myself.” She said.

“That’s probably a good idea since my head keeps screaming at me.” I said.

“You’re so so hot.” She whispered not knowing that I could hear her.

“So are you, it’s ridiculous, it should be against the law for girls like you to be as ridiculously hot as you are.” I said making her giggle.

“Thanks daddy.” She said in thee sexiest little voice she could muster.

“You’re welcome.” I said as she began to breath hard.

“Are we going to eat now?” She asked.

“Yeah let’s eat.” I said.

“Grandma, grandpa, are you guys coming?” She asked.

“Yeah we’re coming, we just didn’t want to interrupt what ever you guys were talking about.” Her grandma said.

I went and grabbed some plates, while my daughter grabbed some forks, knives, spoons and glasses as her grandparents walked into the dining room. I made it to the table first and when Mindy made it back to the dining room, her grandpa walked up to her and hugged her after she sat the stuff on the table.

“Welcome to the tradition.” He said quietly, but not quiet enough for me to not hear it.

“Thanks grandpa.” My daughter said.

I was confused, and I got really curious, and it was then that her grandma smacked her grandpas arm after he let my Mindy go.

“You know he heard that right?” She asked.

“No he didn’t.” He said.

“Yeah, I kinda did. It’s obviously some kind of secret so I’ll just step right over here and get us some drinks.” I said.

“I heard it, so if I could hear it, he damn sure did.” She said.

“I wasn’t trying to be so loud.” He said.

“I’m so sorry.” Grandma said as she looked at me.

“No need to apologize, it’s ok.” I said with a smile.

I went to the fridge and started to look around in the fridge to see what we were going to drink.

“Uh, Mindy, what would you like to drink that’s not alcoholic?” I asked.

“What do you have, you know what, I’ll just come see myself.” She said as she walked into the kitchen.

Luckily, the fridge was in a spot that was out of sight from the grandparents. When I looked to my right, my baby girl walked up to me and I felt her slide her hand on my back.

“I want that one.” She said as she looked right at me.

Her face was so close to mine that I could feel her breath on my face, I turned and looked deep into her eyes and smiled.

“Jesus you’re so damn beautiful.” I said softly.

“Thank you, now you’re probably wondering what the tradition is.” She said softly as her eyes moved from side to side as she looked deep into mine.

“Yeah, I’m a little curious.” I said.

“I gotta make this quick so just listen, don’t say anything until I’m done. I can’t tell you what the tradition is, I want to really bad but that will make things awkward as hell for you and I don’t want that. It may scare you and it may freak you out like, big time, it’s something that….well, I can’t say that either. I’ll just say that if things go the way I really, really hope they do, I’ll tell you what it is, deal?” She asked with a great deal of panic starting to show in her eyes and on her face.

“And if they don’t go the way you hope?” I asked.

“Then you’re never going to find out what it is.” She said.

“Deal, I’m good with that. All I care about is that my baby girl is right here, and I don’t want you to leave.” I said.

“Now promise me that you won’t ask me about the tradition, promise me.” She said.

“I promise I won’t ask about it. Now, why are you panicking, it’s going to be ok I promise.” I said.

“I’m panicking because you’re not suppose to know about the tradition, at least not unless, unless something happens.” She said.

“Ok listen to me, look in my eyes, it’s going to be ok, if it makes you feel better, I’ll pretend that I never heard what your grandpa said.” I said making her look very relieved.

“Thank you daddy.” She said as she hugged me.

We all sat down and ate, but just before we did, I saw my daughter texting someone, and heard her grandmas phone go off. I didn’t think anything about it at all, I just went on trying to pretend that I didn’t hear her grandpa. I was still really curious, but I just made a promise to my little girl that I would forget about it. It must have made my daughter feel a lot better about the whole thing because she went right back to being a very affectionate little girl. She was absolutely all over me at the table, she was damn near sitting in my lap, and when we finished eating, we cleaned up and her grandparents left to go check out of the hotel. During that time, I took my daughter on a full private tour of the house, and as I did, she had the worst time keeping her hands off of me. Some guys hate that shit, it drives them crazy and pisses them off, but I was loving every second of it, and again, the memories from my Australia trip came flooding back.