Walking up to the house with bags in hand from the store and stepping inside I was instantly welcomed with a delicious aroma of cooking. I took a deep breath as I tried to pick apart the smells, instantly my mouth water when I pieced together spaghetti was cooking.
My daughter came out of the kitchen wearing nothing but a black sports bra and booty shorts that gave my still cum coated dick a twitch of life. She bounced her way over to me with a big smile, wrapping her arms around me and giving my scruffy face a wet kiss.
"Hi, daddy! How was work?" Her voice raised to a cutesy tone.
I furrowed my brows at her, a little curious on what was going on. "Uh, fine. Everything went well today, got off a little early and went shopping."
Upon inspecting the bags in my hands her eyes went a little wide, "Are those for me?! Did you buy me clothes, daddy?"
Walking away with a small chuckle I headed down the hall where the smells grew bolder in my nose, I was hungry and it smelled good. "Yes, baby girl. I did, but you will have to see them later. First, I am starving!"
Heading into my bedroom, I set the bags on the bed just as I heard my daughter call out into my room.
"Dinner will be done shortly!"
"Sounds good!" I called back
Kicking off my work boots, I walked towards the closet and pried apart the wooden twin doors. I stuffed them in the corner and began undressing piece by piece. I began changing into just a plain t-shirt and a loose pair of jeans when my eyes caught the large cardboard box in the corner of my closet.
I stopped getting dressed as I stared at it, "It's been awhile now. I could just maybe look through it." I tried to convince myself it was okay.
Feeling a knot form in my throat I shook my head, "No, I'm not ready. I can't yet... I just can't,"
I quickly finished getting dressed and slammed the wooden doors taking a deep breath. Getting my mind of THAT box I tried to focus on other things, like the smell now coming back into view once again.
Releasing my held breath, I headed for the kitchen, inside I saw my daughter stirring a pot of spaghetti, yes! I was right! Come on now, what father wouldn't be proud of his daughter cooking a delicious meal for him.
Walking over to my baby girl, I wrapped my two big arms around her from behind giving her a big hug. "You know, I love you baby girl. I appreciate this meal and effort, but you know this doesn't change anything, right? You're still going to be punished for what you did."
She let a sigh out as one of her hands came up to my arms and rubbed it side to side, it was comforting. "I know daddy. I wouldn't want it any other way, I did what I did to get your attention and punishment. So, I will gladly take everything you give me, I understand what I did was wrong and purposely provoked you. So, I am ready to accept the consequences."
A bit surprised to hear that from her, sounding so much like a grown woman already. Even though she was barely eighteen, my daughter was maturing rather quickly. A smirk spread across my face as a devilish thought now came to mind.
"Well, let's see how well you have been doing on your punishment thus far."
She was halfway through asking, "What do you m-" When suddenly I dropped down and yanked her shorts down past her knees. Exposing her bubbly ass, I was glad to see she had a bare bottom.
"Oh, my gosh! Daddy! What the hell?!" She squealed but didn't try to yank up her shorts.
"Mmm, looky here. That's such a nice-looking bottom baby girl." I slid my thumbs into the crack of her large ass and pried apart her cheeks exposing her tight pink puckered hole.
I squeezed and kneaded her ass like dough, she continued sitting there in front of the pot stirring while making gentle moans and little cute noises almost involuntarily. Feeling I had satisfied my curiosity, I brought her shorts back up and smacked her bottom twice.
"Well done, baby girl. I half expected you to have some panties on." Commending her for keeping to my request.
"Of course, daddy you told me no underwear, phone, or computer. I didn't want to exactly poke the bear anymore." Trying to appeal to me she used that cutesy voice.
I walked over towards the table and relaxed a little, sitting back I stared out of the window. Wondering to myself, how far was I willing to go with this? I know I should have thought of this long ago, but everything was moving fast. Was I really prepared to cross a line? Such a taboo act that could end me up in jail and ruin my life. This was a very serious subject, but my daughter was very much aware of the situation and we both knew the consequences. We had to be careful, if we managed it properly we could have a happy life together.
My thoughts were interrupted as a heavy plate of food was set down in front of me, glancing down at the mountain of noodles covered in sauce and meat my mouth fell open.
"My word, did you make enough... to feed the children of Africa?" Finding a fork buried near the side I pulled it free.
"Well, I wasn't sure how hungry you were. If anything, we can use it for leftovers." Beth suggested.
"Yeah, for the next week." murmuring under my breath.
Beth sat her plate on the table just across from me, sitting down she began digging in only after I did. We both ate in silence, finishing up rather quickly I was stuff halfway through my mountain of noodles. I caught Beth, staring at me in thought from time to time. As if she was trying to read my mind to see what I had planned.
"Beth, why don't you go ahead and clear the table, clean the plates and get everything cleaned up. I am going into the living room, come and find me as soon as you are done."
Beth didn't hesitate, standing up she grabbed the plates and began taking them into the kitchen to clean off. I stood and headed towards the living room, taking a detour first. Entering my own room, I walked over towards my closet and reached into the top, shuffling through my many belts. Choosing a nice thick black one with a leathery touch against my fingers. I headed back towards the living room and sat back on the couch, awaiting my little girl.
Beth came walking in, she was quiet and had a worried look on her face as if she was trying to figure out what exactly was going to happen. Holding the belt in my hand doubled over so it looped at one end, I patted it gently against my leg.
"Before we start there are some things I want to discuss." My voice raising the tension in the room.