Hi! My name is Jeannie. I am 18 and attend the local college. My mother is Sheila and Daddy is Dale. They divorced 2 years ago. My mother has changed mentally over the last few years and is no longer fun to be around. I usually live with my Daddy.
As I came home tonight, the disappointment of my latest date was recognized by my father immediately. Daddy says, "Looks like he was another dud, huh."
I answer, "Why can't these duds be dudes instead? All they want is to see if they can score with every girl they date. They have no other interest in us."
Daddy says, "I'm sorry Jeannie. I guess the gentlemen ended with my generation. I'm sure the right one will show up soon."
I go take my shower and put my shorty nightgown on. My family has never worried about proper dress in front of each other. It isn't unusual for my mother to walk by in bra and panties or Daddy in his underwear. I curl up beside Daddy and lay my head on his shoulder as he continues watching tv. He puts his arm around me and gives me a hug.
After a while he asks, "Would you like to go out with your father to dinner tomorrow? I probably aren't as cool as the boys your age but at least I know how to treat my favorite girl right."
I answer, "That would be wonderful! Let's find a quiet little place and just enjoy ourselves like a real date."
He answers, "Sounds wonderful. It's been a year since I had a real date. I won't know how to act. But now I'm getting my shower and going to bed. I Love you my little Jeannie."
I answer back, "I love you too Daddy."
Daddy goes to bed after his shower and as usual, he only wears his silk underwear which is a snug fit. He is sleeping soundly when he is woken up by me curling up beside him.
I say, "I just need some snuggle time, Daddy." He puts his arm around me as I lay sideways against him. I lay my hand on his chest as he drifts off to sleep again. I think, "Why can't all men be as nice as Daddy is. He truly loves me just for being me." I stroke his chest through the hair, pulling it gently. I marvel how in shape he is for 46 years old and how handsome he is. I slowly move my hand down over his stomach to the top of his briefs. I run my fingers along the edge wondering what is inside of them. I bring my hand back up to his chest and slowly fall asleep.
The next evening, we both dress up and go to a nice little restaurant. We are seated toward the back at a table for two. Daddy even pulls out the chair while I sit down. We have a wonderful dinner and talk about everything. When we leave Daddy asks, "Do you want to go to the park and walk around the lake for a while?"
I answer, "Yes, of course I want to walk with my favorite man."
We walk with our arms around each other while talking. We are mostly alone as few people are out this evening. We stop at a pretty spot by the lake.
I say, "Daddy, would you show me how to kiss?"
He says, "I give you two or three kisses every day."
I say, "No. I mean an honest, good kiss like a man gives a woman. A serious kiss like two couples dating would give each other."
Daddy looks at me saying, "You are serious. You don't get good kisses from your dates?"
I answer, "They give me a few light kisses and think that entitles them to do more."
Daddy turns me toward him and smiles. "I guess one would be okay," he says.
Daddy leans into me and places his lips on mine. Gently, he softly moves his lips on mine as he hugs me. I let my tongue touch his lips causing him to part his lips. I quickly dart my tongue into his mouth to taste his tongue which he automatically responds to. After a few seconds, we slowly break away but continue holding each other, looking into each other's eyes.
Daddy says, "I didn't mean for that to happen."
I say, "That's okay. That is exactly what I wanted. It was fantastic!"
We quietly drive home and walk into the house. Daddy turns on the TV and I go to get my shower. I come back wearing my baby doll PJ's and cuddle up beside Daddy.
I say, "Thanks for the very romantic evening. You are an amazing man and a fantastic Daddy." I lean in and give him a sweet kiss on the lips and go to bed, knowing that he will wonder if I will come to cuddle with him.
Daddy goes to bed thinking about the kiss with his daughter. He thinks, "It sure was a sweet kiss even it wasn't supposed to happen. I guess there is nothing wrong with something so nice." He drifts off to sleep with some dreams of Jeannie.