Living in a great country was perfect for me. Many young people wanted to come and become citizens and it was too much of a temptation for me. I was a terribly upstanding professional man with a wife who was planning to divorce me. I worked out a deal with her. I gave her the option of staying with me until I could hire two young girls.
They would come from an English speaking country and would think they would work until they could become citizens. If my wife stayed until they arrived she would then get half of my fortune. Or she could go ahead and get her divorce and not receive anything. You see, I was a lawyer, and I knew the law in our state like I knew my own face.
I had done nothing for her to claim I had broken my vows. So I could threaten her with nothing unless she did as she was told. This was not a community property state. I owed her nothing except what she had brought to the marriage, which was little.
Let me go back a bit. I had always had a thing for girls of about eighteen or nineteen years of age. But I was also a lawyer and I knew it would ruin my career if I ever acted on those urges outside of marriage.
I married my wife right out of college and we had lived an affluent life. I was very good at my profession. I had joined a large and prosperous firm. I lived well but I saved much. My wife had thought she loved me, but she found soon after marrying that I was not her type. She had affairs. I did not mind. I had plans for my future and I was a patient man.
After ten years of marriage, she asked for a divorce. I gave her the ultimatum I explained above. She was glad to get what she could and get on with her life. I was happy to get rid of her and put my plan into play. We put on the act of a loving couple and went to the employment agency.
They were more than happy to fill our hiring needs when they learned we wanted two maids and I would pay for expeditious hiring. We indicated that we would accept two girls of eighteen years of age. They were quite glad to take my money. We received the girls, who were twins, within six weeks.
I was allowed to make something of a choice. We saw many young people in the catalogs the agency had. The girls were from good families that had fallen on bad times. I was certain who I wanted when I first saw Erica and her sister Anthea. They were lovely little things with blond hair.
They had already developed delicious breasts and their bodies made me eager just to look at them. I made no sign of my wishes to the agency worker, but I had made my mind up. When they arrived I was there to meet them.
And when Erica gave me a shy smile behind the hiring agent's back I knew this would work out well. Anthea's matching smile melted me, as well as giving me an erection.
I was soon to learn these young girls had been overly sheltered most of their lives. They knew next to nothing about the world. They had moved so often they learned very little in school. They were total naifs. They were complete innocents. They were exactly what I wanted and needed in my life.
When they arrived I had them sign some papers. I had legally adopted them. They were now my daughters. The girls moved in with my wife and me in six weeks time. My wife was out the door as they went up to their room. I was happy to see her go. The divorce would be filed and finalized in six months.
I showed Erica and Anthea to their large room. They were sharing a king size bed. That was what they had asked for. We'd had numerous conversations on the phone in the past few weeks. Now we were all alone, in person, for the first time.
I had decided to go slow with the girls who were now approaching their nineteenth birthday. So I just gave each a hug and left them to unpack and just get acquainted with their room. I told them they had their own bathroom and that they were, of course, free to go anywhere they wanted. They would learn their duties soon.
I could see how they looked at each other with a certain glee and rascality in their pretty, twinkling eyes. They had their own plans for this relationship. I was in for some surprises. I would give them a few too. The one thing they really wanted to know was what they should call me.
"Daddy. I am your Daddy now, and you are going to be my dear daughters."
They both grinned and giggled. They were clearly ready to become my daughters. They would become much more.
Our life began with us spending lots of time going shopping. I would help them find new clothes. They were twins but they each had their own taste in clothes. And as their new Daddy, I was helping them find good clothing that looked good, both for them and for me.
I wanted my daughters to be sexy as hell within certain limits. So I helped them find underwear that aroused me and made me happy I had chosen them.
We found lots of new clothes for them and they were happy and giggly all the time. And they loved to hold on to me as we walked around shopping. One on each side. I was proud and happy to be seen with such lovely little creatures.
And they always seemed to need me to come in the dressing room to watch them try on clothes. It seemed they always had to take off their underwear to make things fit right. And I noticed their sweet nipples were always getting hard when they undressed. They still had their pussy hair but that was going to change.
They continued to make me hard every time they walked into a room with me. At home they were getting more and more affectionate. Erica loved to sit in my lap. Anthea loved to cuddle up and hold my arm and feel my muscles.
Both loved touching me and being touched. And they each loved to give me a kiss every time they came down from sleeping. And they always kissed me good night when they went up to bed. Each kiss was getting more and more affectionate until we began to exchange our tongues too.
Finally, I had waited long enough. This was what I had dreamed of for years. It was summer and I had a pool at my mansion. They had been enjoying the pool in their new bikinis that I had helped pick out. I went out to the pool one day in my bathing suit and dived in. As I emerged from the water I saw that each girl had taken off her top. Their huge lovely tits were on display for Daddy.
This was my chance. I had decided to move on Erica first; just by chance she happened to be closest to me as I climbed out of the pool. I walked over and took a chaise longue. I was in only my bathing suit and my prick was growing as I anticipated what might happen next. Erica got up and sat on my lap as she always did.
"Daddy, what is that hard thing under my bottom? It makes me feel funny."
"Erica, my daughter, that's Daddy's cock. It's what men use to make babies with Mommies."
