SLuT9 part 7

By Jefferson on WolfPub

CHAPTER SEVEN
“DeeDee”

Monday, December 18th
Dave was up and off to work the next day just like normal. He still had what had happened between he and Emily on his mind but he managed to push it to the back while he was working. Traffic was terrible on the way home because it had started snowing, though only lightly, about an hour before and, like every winter, people seemed to have forgotten how to drive in the snow.

When Dave did pull up in front of his apartment building he couldn’t help but notice the big candy-apple-red pick-up truck sitting in the second space assigned to his apartment. He parked and stepped out of his car. Only then did he realize that someone had been sitting in the truck and that someone had now turned off the engine and stepped out to meet him.

It was a young woman wearing a calf-length dark blue wool coat with a red, yellow and green toboggan cap pulled down over her head and ears. The girl came around the truck and met Dave just as he stepped on the sidewalk.

“You’re David Bernard, right?” she asked with a pretty smile.

“Do I know you?” Dave asked, fearing she was there to serve him some court papers that would tell him Rebbecca was trying to cut his visitation rights back even more than they already were.

“No. We’ve never met but I’ve heard quite a bit about you.”

The girl had had both hands stuffed into the pockets of her coat. She now pulled one out and Dave noticed that she was wearing a green children’s mitten. In her hand was an envelope. He took the envelope and looked at it.

It was a regular looking envelope. He flipped it over and saw, “Read this, Daddy,” written in red ink. He recognized it as Emily’s handwriting.

“You’re a friend of Emily’s?”

“More like acquaintances. We run in different circles. She told me to tell you to read the letter first.”

“Let’s go upstairs. Get out of this cold.”

Dave waved for the girl to follow him. He led her into the apartment building and up the stairs to his second floor apartment. He unlocked the door and allowed the young woman to go in first. He flipped on the light as he went in and removed his coat.

“I don’t know what’s going on here but feel free to take off your coat.”

“Thank you,” the girl said and pulled the toboggan cap off her head showing off collar length brown hair and a very pretty face.

Dave hung his coat up in the closet and then tore the envelope open to find out what Emily had going on. He pulled out a single sheet of paper, unfolded it and began to read.

“Daddy, meet DeeDee.”

“Are you DeeDee?” Dave asked, looking up from the note.

“That would be me. My real name’s Deirdre but not even my mother calls me that.”

Dave nodded and turned back to the letter. DeeDee removed her jacket, laid it over the back of his recliner, moved to the sliding glass balcony door, and watched the snowfall.

“DeeDee is the class slut here at the Academy. She’s pretty, isn’t she?

“Here’s the deal, Daddy. Since I can’t be there with you to help you pick appropriate girls/women for you to play with I have decided to arrange play dates for you. DeeDee is your first play date. Congratulations!

“I don’t want to hear you protest too loudly here. Until you went out and picked up Elizabeth (that was her name, right?), you didn’t have a social life. That means except for Elizabeth, and those who came after her, you haven’t had sex in over two years. I’m figuring you need a week straight with some sexy young girls in order to catch up. I know you, Daddy. You feel guilty because of what happened this weekend and you’re going to let that stop you from using your secret weapon. I’m not going to allow that.

“I already have a girl for every day this week, except Sunday. I’m still working on it though. Give me a few days, I’ll find one.

“Anyway, you may use your secret weapon on her if you wish but I really don’t think it’s necessary. She is the class slut after all. DeeDee has seen you when you’ve come by the school and has told me she thinks my daddy is really handsome. I told her I agree.

“I figure that if you get used to getting lots of sex, maybe you’ll get over this silly guilt thing.

“Now, don’t worry. DeeDee may be a slut but she is also very sweet. She never talks, never brags. She’s very understated, you might say. I’ve also made sure she is completely free of all STD’s and is on the Pill so you don’t have to worry about any of those nasty consequences they always tell us about in sex ed class. All of this will, of course, be true for the girls I send to you in the future as well.

“I have made sure all of the girls understand that this will probably be a one time thing, that this isn’t the start of a love affair or a fling or anything like that. I’ve made it quite clear that it is JUST SEX!!!

“I can’t stop you from sending her away BUT if you do, not only will you hurt DeeDee’s feelings, you’ll make me unhappy as well. Do you want that on your conscience, Daddy? Be happy, Daddy. Spend the evening enjoying DeeDee and tell her to enjoy you. Cum lots for me.

“Love you always and 4ever.

“Your loving (and cute) daughter,
“Emily.

“PS: Daddy, does this make me your pimp? (giggle)”

Dave rolled his eyes, folded up the letter and then looked over at DeeDee. She was wearing very little clothing considering the weather outside. Dave had to admit that if Em was telling the truth about DeeDee being the class slut, DeeDee certainly looked the part. She had on nearly knee-high black boots, a short red plastic mini-skirt, and a white halter top. She stood about five foot seven, had collar length blond hair, and a very pretty face. The red mini-skirt did wonderful things for her perfect little butt and Dave’s hardening cock. Dave now understood why she had worn the thick wool coat and why she had stayed in her truck until the last possible moment.

He cleared his throat and DeeDee turned away from the sliding glass door to the balcony and faced him.

“So, you gonna send me away?