I was, as they say, as nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. My eighteen year old daughter was coming to live with me. Me! Why couldn't she have picked a different college to attend?
I was never a model father. Jamie, my daughter, had been the result of a one night stand and other than the occasional update letter from her mother I had had no contact with her in over fourteen years. Yes I had religiously sent the child support but my job had kept me travelling around the world and there had never seemed to be a good time to visit her. Her mothers husband made it clear that he didn't want me around. Now that she had reached the age of maturity he wanted her out. So she chose a school in the city I had retired to.
The worst part was, I was totally unprepared. I had only been informed of the decision a week ago. I would have to sell my one bedroom condo and find something a little more accommodating. Well, Rome wasn't built in a day, we would have to make do for now.
So here I am, waiting at the gate hoping I would recognize her when she deplaned. All I had to go by was a two year old photo that wasn't all that clear to start with. I should have made a sign, I thought as the first of several young ladies exited the sky-way. The terminal was bursting with college age girls about to start school.
Several of them were very attractive and I was letting my mind wonder down some lascivious paths when one in particular caught my eye, or I should say her breasts did. As she walked in my direction I noticed the jiggle of perfect 34B's that were contained by one of those bras that does nothing hide the shape of the nipple. She had puffies, my favorite, and the sweater clinging to her hid nothing either.
I couldn't have told you if she was a blond, brunette or redhead as she approached.
I was starting to be obvious and was tying to pull my eyes away when she stopped about five feet in front of me and squealed "Daddy!"
Startled my first reaction was to glance behind me to see if she was talking to someone else. By the time I got swiveled back around she had a very red faced old man in a bear hug.
I was too stunned to react at first and all I could do was sputter "Jamie?"
She continued to hold me close and said "Of course, silly!" "Who else would I be?" Then she laughed and kissed me on the lips. In fact she kissed me several times, squirming in my embrace and squealing in delight.
The hug I gave her was a reflex to someone being in my arms, the truth was that I was so unstrung by this gorgeous creature that it took me several moments to regain my faculties. In the mean time the squirming was starting to have some very disturbing effects. I could feel my cock start to swell and the more I tried hide it, and hold her away, so she wouldn't notice, the closer she snuggled. I looked up in dismay, catching the eye of a very disapproving grandmother type.
"My daughter" I explained lamely. She frowned and shook her head.
When Jamie finally broke contact with me she stepped back and pointedly looked at my now tented pants and giggled.
"You really are happy to see me" she purred, "Aren't you daddy!"
You could have lit a cigarette on my forehead, I was so embarrassed.