After the ordeal with Jamie about the car and my punishment of her for trying to scam me, our relationship changed.
We were still loving and our father-daughter relationship was the same, although I am sure she had to work as I did to maintain that separation from our new relationship as Master and submissive.
Many times there would be a bit of confusion about whether my instructions or comments were fatherly or dominant, but generally we kept them straight. I am certain that if her mom wasn't there in the household, the lines would have evaporated.
It would have been so easy for our relationship to progress into one of Master and love slave. My feelings for Jamie were full of love as well as lust.
I never saw her as a sex slave, despite sometimes treating her as just a sexual toy and controlling her for my pleasure. At those times, she was as submissive as I was dominant. She played the sex slave role well.
A couple of days after I punished her and abused her with the bowling pin, her mom returned from her trip. Jamie and I discussed staying away from each other since we weren't sure if her mom could detect any strange behavior between us.
After 2 days without fucking Jamie, I could think of nothing else. My wife was at home all of the time and I never had more than a few minutes alone with Jamie.
Once she passed by me in the kitchen and I pulled her around the corner into the dining room and kissed her as we held each other tight. I also met her in the garage for three or four minutes when she came home from work one night, but nothing more.
We were both becoming increasingly frustrated and desperate for each other.
On the third day, I called her cell and she returned my call when she was between classes.
"Meet me at the mall now. Skip the rest of your classes."
"OK, Daddy."
I closed my office and told my secretary I was leaving for a meeting and would be gone until late that afternoon. I drove as fast as I could without getting a ticket and soon pulled into the parking lot near the main entry to the mall.
I found a parking place in the middle and waited. She soon drove by. I got out of my car and got in with her.
Without waiting, I leaned over and kissed her deeply. She moaned as we kissed. We were oblivious to other cars behind us until the sound of a horn from an impatient driver caused us to break the kiss. She drove out to the edge of the lot away from all cars and parked.
She leaned toward me. I grabbed her and pulled her to me, crushing her breasts against my chest. Our hungry mouths were open and we kissed and sucked each other's lips and tongues and exchanged breaths and the wetness of our mouths.
"I need you so badly, baby."
"Gawd, Daddy I think I am about to burst for you. Please make love to me. Please. Do it here. I don't care."
My cock was raging and my mind was on fire for her. I looked around and saw cars coming into the lot as others left. There was a lot of activity, but it was a few hundred feet from where we were parked.
I felt a desperation for her that overrode my senses. All wisdom and judgement had left me then. I unzipped my slacks and lowered them to my ankles. My cock poked out through the opening on my boxers.
She maneuvered from under the steering wheel and I helped her crawl over me. She was wearing a short denim skirt. I raised it up and she positioned herself over my cock.
We kissed as I reached between her legs and pulled her panties over. She started to lower her pussy onto my cock. I felt the wetness inside her lips as she gripped my cock head. My hands were full of her ass as I helped guide her down onto my throbbing and erect cock.
I closed my eyes as I tasted and felt the hotness of her mouth and felt the soft wet heat of her pussy. My cock moved up into her tight, sweet tunnel. Soon she was impaled on my cock. Her feet were on the seat on both sides of me and she sat facing me.
We never stopped kissing as she started to raise up. The feeling of her pussy sliding up off of my cock was so intense, I thought I would cum immediately.