Page 10 of Guardian Daddy's Girl
She’s wearing a light green summer dress. The bottom is puffy, while the top clings to her body and leavesnothingto the imagination. It’s a low-cut front, with deep cleavage that reaches just above her pointy nipples. She’s bra-less. I breath in slowlyand puff out involuntarily through pursed lips. The bottom’s doing a lot of work to make me drool, too. It rides so high up her thighs, if she bent over to pick something up, I’d get a full shot of her pussy.
Makes me wonder if she’s wearing any panties under it.
“Fuck me,” I clear my throat. Hailey just giggles, swaying her hips from side to side. “This is the best one yet.”
“You think so?” She looks down her body.
“Know so,” I say. “As long as I’m the only one who gets to see you wearing it.”
“I’m sure that can be arranged,” she winks. “I’ve got one more I’m dying to show off. Are you still alright?”
“One more couldn’t hurt.” Especially if the trend continues. “Then sit tight,” she says, and shuts the door.
Alone again, my mind starts racing.
No matter how fast it goes, it always comes back to the same question: what am I doing here … with this woman?
Today, it’s standing in a woman’s changing room, hoping to see a glimpse of Hailey naked. Last night it was about staying over at her place again, for the fifth time this week. Last week it was holding onto her while she wept, wanting nothing more than to whisper sweet nothings ofit’s okay, while fantasising how I’d fuck her brains out all over the house.
The answer always has to be no, but I can’t pull myself away from her. Any time I think about a life without her in it, hell, even just seeing her less, I writhe in agony like a junkie needinghis next score. And when I eventually see her smiling face again, it’s like thatlast hitof heroin before I go straight.
She’s taken full control of me, and I’ll never be able to stop. Not until I’m dead.
And the more time I spend with her, the more I notice, I’m not the only one feeling this way.
“And for our last reveal,” Hailey’s voice comes from behind the door, just before it starts to open. “For your eyes only, I present … ”
She trails off, letting the image of her in the doorway do the talking.
And what a sight it is to behold.
She’s wearing a lace set of black underwear. See-through material makes up most of it, with red roses lining the sides and hiding the most proactive of places. A perfect matched pair to tease the mind, while keepingsomemystery to what waits beneath.
Her milky while body contrasts with the lingerie exquisitely. Somehow, it emphasizes every curve of her young, fit body perfectly. But it’s the creeping blush moving up her neck and reddening her cheeks that does it for me. Tells me she isn’t used to this kind of attention. That she doesn’t try on clothes like this too often.
This whole damn situation has thatdirty little secretfeel and it couldn’t be more fitting, when I still feel like I’m running around with my ex-boss’s daughter behind his back.
It’s times like these I’m glad Josef isn’t around to see what’s happening. Because God only knows what comes next. Well,God, and me, given my plans to leave his sweet little girl an utter mess.
“So, Daddy … ” Hailey cocks her hip to the side and rests a hand on it. “What do you think?”
I must look silly to her. Standing here, doing everything in my power to pick my jaw up off the floor, barely able to blink because I don’t want to miss a second of her like this.
“You weren’t k-kidding,” I say, taking a single step forward. It’s all I can muster to start. Every drop of blood in my body, pumping straight into my cock. “You really did save the best for last.”
My head starts screaming at me to stop. Take a moment to breathe. Think. Consider my options and know if I take one more step, there’s no going back for me. For us.
The next step I take is more confident than the first, and each one that follows quickens in pace. I close the distance between us quick and deliberate, throwing myself into Hailey and shutting the thin wood door behind us. It slammed.
Sure, there isn’t much chance anyone would see us. No one else is making use of the fitting rooms, and the staff are too busy and distracted with a ruckus in the store to care. But I’m not going to risk it. Having Hailey like this is meant for my eyes only, and I’m going to keep it that way.
I can’t keep my hands off her nearly exposed body. My fingers trail over every inch of her soft skin, brushing, grabbing and squeezing anything in their path. Hailey shivers beneath my touch as her hands loosely coil over my shoulders.
She looks up at me, lips parting and tongue slipping out to wet them nervously. This close, I can feel her heart pounding against my belly.
And if I weren’t this close to making her mine, I’d probably be chuckling. No, laughing hysterically. Hailey’s put so much effort into this song and dance. Weeks of teasing and taunting me, doing whatever she could to get us here, and now she’s trapped like a doe in headlights. Staring at me, wanting, but no idea where to take it.
Good thing I came prepared.
