“What’s the occasion?” Daddy asked, sweeping me into a kiss.
“No occasion,” I replied. “I just like taking care of you.” I turned off the stove and dished up two plates of the food, leading Daddy into the dining room where I had already set the table.
Daddy sat down to eat, and I spoke up. “I got a call from my Mom today.
Daddy’s fork froze halfway to his mouth, his face falling.
I couldn’t fake my solemn expression any longer. I broke into a wide smile. “She decided to extend her spa trip. She says she’ll be gone at least another month, but maybe longer!* Daddy grinned at the revelation, but I had an even crazier one.
“She said something else,” I added. “She said, ‘Take care of your stepfather, sweetie. And I think you know exactly how I want you to take care of him. You’re not subtle at all. You two always had more in common than he and I did anyway. I’ve met a lovely ski instructor out here, so you two have fun!”
Daddy’s face was shocked. “Are you joking?” he asked cautiously.
“Trust me, that was what I thought too, but we have her blessing. And if she ever decides
to actually come back, no more sneaking around!”
“Well I think we should celebrate then!” Daddy stood up and walked to my side of the table. “This food is delicious, Morgan, but we can reheat it.” Daddy swung me into his arms and deposited me on the dining room table, pulling up my skirt.
I hadn’t bothered to put on a pair of panties after he swiped mine earlier, so I was bare and ready for him. Daddy unzipped his pants and took his cock in his hand, guiding it into my pussy before he started pounding into me, rocking the table with every thrust.
“You’re perfect,” he purred, leaning down to press his lips against mine. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.” His hands made quick work of the buttons on my shirt before tugging the cups. of my bra down, baring my breasts. His rhythm inside me never faltered as he pinched my hard nipples
Begs the Man of the House
One of his hands abandoned my nipple to spread apart my folds, searching for that sensitive nub of my clit. He gently rubbed against it, putting just enough pressure to have me clawing against the tablecloth but not enough to bring me off yet.
“Say it, baby,” he murmured, his hips stuttering as his climax grew closer and closer. “Say it.”
I knew exactly what he wanted to hear. I bucked against him, giving as much as I received and cried out “DADDY!” as I climaxed. Daddy only lasted another thrust or two before he was flooding my fertile young pussy with his come.
Sprawled out on the kitchen table with Daddy still buried inside me I was so happy. I had the man of my dreams and a great job, and we didn’t even have to hide anymore.
Kissing Daddy, I held him a little tighter. I finally had everything I ever wanted!
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