Smiling as I walk down the hall to my locker, Jenny on one side and Macy on the other. Shared whispers and gossip drift over and around us as we make our way past the throngs of other rushing classmates. Jenny's elbow pokes my side and her eyes meet mine before leaving quickly and looking in the direction of Greg standing near my locker.
"What do you think he wants?" Jenny whispers in one ear.
"He's probably going to ask you out again," says Macy from my other side.
"Think your Dad will let you go this time?" questions Jenny.
Shrugging my shoulders and lifting my chin, my eyes meet Greg's. He really is one of the most handsome boys in school but I could never go out with him again. Sure I let him take me to prom and we had been to a few movies but there wasn't any question as to who consumed my heart. My sweet Daddy's face drifts into my mind, his strong smile always ready on the corner of his lips. Of course my friends did not know about my love for Daddy or his love for me. Understanding the reasons why I cannot tell anyone but hating it with each passing day. Wishing at times I could share with my friends my secret passions and desires. Wondering if they too felt the same strong obsession for their own fathers.
Sighing, "I can't go out with Greg, I don't even like him anymore," I say quickly as justification.
Jenny and Macy both looking at me as if I'd lost my mind. It seemed I was the only girl in school who had ever turned Greg down. Sure he was handsome and popular and captain of the football team. Yes, it was true that he always treated me well and was respectful of my boundaries. For the last few months my friends questioned me constantly as to why I would not go out with him again. So many rumors had spread around our small school as to the possibilities that maybe something had happened on our last date. I answered them all as honestly as I could and simply told everyone that my Daddy had forbidden me to date anyone. It seemed the simplest answer that I could give and yet it still held so much suspicion for everyone.
"Hi," Greg says as he steps away from my locker.
"Hi"
"Can we talk?" He asks.
"Um, sure. Here?" I ask as I look to Jenny and Macy for help.
"We have to go, see you after class Angel," says Jenny as her and Macy giggle to themselves and drift off down the hall.
Suddenly the bell rings alerting us to the beginning of the next class, which at this time of day is also the last class. Looking down the hallway both to my right and left I watch all of the late kids scurry to their classrooms. My heart beating slightly in my chest as I think of Mr. Raines and how angry he gets when people are late for class.
"Greg, what do you want?" I ask impatiently.
"Angel, I uh, God this is hard," he says as he shifts uncomfortably from one foot to the other.
"Greg, I'm late for class," I say as I begin to walk down the hall.
Grabbing my wrist and stopping me he looks pleadingly into my eyes, "Angel please, can we go somewhere and talk?"
"Where Greg? I have class and so do you," I remind him.
"Angel please it's important."
His eyes pleading with me, my heart flutters in pity for him and I cannot resist as I shake my head in assent. Taking my hand he leads me down the hall and through the cafeteria, over to the Shop Hall wing. My heart pounding more quickly in my chest as I realize that I am cutting class. Greg's fingers tighten on my own as he opens the door leading outside to the student parking lot. Squinting my eyes to shield them from the bright glare of the sun shining down on us I follow him quickly to his car. Unlocking the door and opening it for me I duck inside, hoping against all hope that no teacher looking out the window has spotted us. Leaning over and unlocking Greg's door as he comes around and climbs inside the car. The smell of freshly treated leather fills my senses as I sit back and he starts the car.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"Why don't we go to the Park, its probably quiet there right now?"
"The Park? Um, couldn't we go somewhere else?" I ask nervously.
Thoughts of my last visit to the Park with Daddy filling my mind and I look around nervously. My mind floods with memories of our conversation about Greg just a few weeks ago. God what am I doing? Frantically my heart searches for an answer as I hear Daddy's strong voice telling me that I was his now. My heart filling with love as I drift back over my own words as I told Daddy that I wanted to be his and his only. Why then am I in this car now with Greg? As much as my mind and heart question I do not ask him to stop the car. As hard as my heart pounds in my chest and with a glance in every direction I wonder if Daddy is somehow watching me and yet I still do not tell Greg to stop the car.
"Where would you like to go Angel?" Greg asks pulling me out of my dream like state.
"I don't know, anywhere, just not the Park," I answer quickly.
"We can go to my house, my parents are at work," he suggests.
"Fine," I reply much to quickly.
Not thinking about the implications of going to Greg's house, only wanting to stay clear of the Park. Never wanting to damage the images in my mind of the night I spent there with Daddy. Turning the corner, the quiet in the car almost deafening as my mind spins with more thoughts of The Park. Remembering the cold steel digging into my fingers with each thrust of Daddy's cock. The slight sting of my muscles as my pussy stretched and opened around his ever-thickening manhood. Blushing as I squirm on the seat and feel my swollen pussy lips press against my wet panties. Glancing over at Greg, wondering if he can notice just from the look on my face that I am wet with desire at this very moment for my Daddy. Noticing me look at him he smiles before turning his eyes back to the road and taking another turn.
"Greg I think we should go back to school," I say as unconvincingly.
"Angel please, I just want to talk," he says with pleading in his eyes.
My heart filling with pity for him once again I silently agree. Turning another corner his house comes into view and I smile slightly when I see that his parents cars are gone. Pulling into the driveway and opening my door as the engine shuts down and I get out of the car. The sun once again streaming down on my long brown hair and I walk quickly up the path to his front door. Unlocking and opening the door he holds it open for me and I step into the cool marble foyer. Having been so long since I've been here I take a moment and look around again, taking in the beauty of his home. My slight heels clicking softly on the hard gray and white marble as I walk under the chandelier and towards the foot of the stairs.
"Would you like something to drink?" he asks.
Shaking my head, not wanting any other distractions except to begin this talk he has requested so that I can leave as soon as possible. Lifting my wrist and looking down on my watch I count the time and see I have about an hour before school lets out and I need to head home. Being late for Daddy's call when I get home from school is unacceptable to him and thus far I have never missed the call.
"Well come on then," Greg says as he takes my hand and leads me up the staircase and down the hall to his bedroom.
Opening the door and stepping inside I blush again at all the posters of scantily clad women in bikinis and others wearing even less. Covering my mouth to stifle the giggle as I remember his mother telling me once that she just couldn't understand her son's obsession with naked women. Pulling the chair away from the desk and sitting down quietly I watch Greg as he takes a seat on his bed. His arms resting over his thighs as he looks up at me.
"Angel why won't you go out with me anymore?"
"Greg you brought me here to ask me that?" I ask surprised.
