All characters are 18 or older at the time of this story
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"Are you still in bed?"
My daughter, Rachel, was staring at me from my bedroom doorway. She was dressed in nothing but one of my shirts, and simple black underwear. Her dirty blonde hair fell in silky whisps across her face and landed onto her small perky breasts.
At times, it's been harder and harder for me to get out of bed. Lately, Rachel was the only thing that could do the trick, and she knew it. She was an angel--more than that-- she was
my
angel. But that never stopped me from teasing her.
"No, I'm at the super market right now. What does it look like?"
I replied. She looked at me and smirked, highlighting her bright amber eyes.
"Well, then I guess that means I can jump on Daddy's bed without him knowing"
Being a smart-ass runs in the family.
She pounced on top of me and nuzzled up next to me, pressing her tight young body against my chest and wrapping her legs around mine.
"Daddyyy"
She pouted
"It's the afternoon already, you need to get up"
.
I yawned, and said
"How about 5 more minutes"
and rolled us both over, pinning her body under my own.
"Ahhh, Daddy!"
She screamed
"Get off of me!"
After realizing that she couldn't move my dead mass from on top of her, she wrapped her legs around my waist and bit my neck.
"You brat!"
I yelled, and rolled back over, putting her on top of me. Her legs rested on either side of my hips, and her crotch rubbed up against my own. Her small, delicate hands lay on my pecs. Her silky hair caressed my neck.
"Daddy, you need to get to work"
I was a consultant for a series of financial firms. It's boring work, but the pay is more than fair. Furthermore, I can work as little or as many hours as I like, for better or for worse.
"What do you care if I work? You already have enough to cover tuition wherever you go, not even including all the scholarships you'll get"
She rolled her eyes at me and, not missing the compliment, blushed slightly.
"I still need money for clothes, ok?"
I replied,
"Don't you already have, like, a bajillion clothes? What, do you have an extra of legs I don't know about?"
and grabbed her butt. Feeling her smooth skin on that firm ass caused my cock to swell, a sensation she almost certainly felt.
"I wouldn't expect you to understand, Mr. sweatpants all day."
She said while glaring at me. She then lowered her body, pushing her breasts against my chest, her face inches from my own. I could feel her perky little nipples press against me.
"What about this..."
She said,
"How about if my big strong Daddy goes to work, and buys me some clothes, I'll give him a present?"
"What kind of present"
I replied, intrigued.
"Well..."
She said in a sweet innocent voice, as she rolled over to my side, burrowing herself under my arm.
