As she gives herself a final once-over, she hears the door open. "Chrissy, honey, Daddy's home! Where is my Angel?" "Daddy!!" She squeals as she bounds down the stairs to greet him. She runs into his waiting arms and gives him a big hug. He kisses her on the forehead. "I missed you, Princess. Now show me how nice you look." She backed away so he could look at her. "Honey, why are you covering your breasts from Daddy?" "Well, Daddy," she began shyly, "You forgot to leave me a top. I didn't know what to put on so I thought I would wait until I saw you. I thought that maybe you were going to bring me something to put on." "Oh, no, Sweetheart. That was intentional. Now please put your hands down so I can see you." She slowly removed her hands from breasts. He was surprised to see how grown up his little girl looked as she stood before him in nothing more than the white thong panties he had left for her. "Turn around for Daddy. I need to see how these look from the back." She slowly turned around. "Mmmmm, very sweet, Chrissy. Why, you look sweet enough to eat!" He proclaimed as he hugged his daughter from behind. Taking one of her firm, perky breasts in each hand. He squeezed them gently and proceeded to tease her erect nipples. "How does that feel, Princess?" He questioned. "Daddy, I feel strange. I can't really describe it." As she arched her back and pressed her ass against him. He knew how she felt and that made him even more excited.
"Chrissy! I have an idea! Come with me." He grabbed her hand and brought her into the dining room. She was giddy with anticipation. "Daddy, you always have the BEST ideas! What are we going to do? I'm so excited!" "Me too, Princess. Now remove your panties for Daddy. I think I'm going to have my dessert before dinner tonight." She removed her panties as she was told but was confused about his comment about dessert. "Daddy, what do you mean by dessert?" "You will see." He managed to mutter as he stood there taking in every inch of her with his eyes. "You look positively edible tonight! Come, sit up here for Daddy." He motioned her to sit on the table. She proceeded with caution because she knew that she wasn't to sit on the dinner table. "Come, Sweetheart. Sit right here in front of Daddy." She lifted herself up onto the table directly in front of him. "Lean back for Daddy. Rest on your elbows so that I can see your beautiful face." He reached down and grabbed each of her feet and propped them on the table. Her legs were spread wide open right in front of his face. "What's this, Chrissy? You are all wet. You are glistening with honey!" He edged in even closer. "Oh, your aroma...so sweet. Mmmm...I think I could get into a little dessert before dinner." He looked up at her. "How about it, Sweetheart? Can Daddy have some honey?" "Daddy, you know the rules!" She insisted. "No dessert until you finish dinner. You know that!" He chuckled and redirected his attention to the dripping little honey pot before him. He started at the bottom and slowly dragged his tongue up and stopped at her clit. "Chrissy, you are sooooo sweet, my dear! What a good girl you are to make this special treat just for Daddy!" "But, Daddy...."she began. He wasn't listening. Again, he tasted her only this time he went slower and deeper. "...you can't!!!"
