“And then some,” he replied.

Mark’s father turned to Daryl and handed him a fifty, “For your troubles.”

Daryl laughed as he did up his pants, “No trouble at all.” He said as he took the note. “And Kimmie. You can ride for free any time you want.”

I laughed and kissed him on the cheek, “You’re sweet.”

As Mark’s dad showed him out, I realised I still didn’t know his name. Mark had spoken about him often but never by name. Once the door was closed, I thought I would ask. “So, should I call you daddy, or do you have a name?”

He stepped up to me and gave me a kiss on the lips, “Dad or Daddy is fine little girl,” he said. “Now come along.” He took my hand and led me into the main room of the unit. There I saw Mark and his brother sipping scotch.

“Have fun, Kim?” I nodded as I looked about the room. It was well furnished, but my eyes went to the various clothes and such around the room—Thigh high boots, exotic lingerie, dresses etc.

“Wow, you really went all out,” I said to Mark’s father.

He laughed, “I want you to feel and look sexy while we take turns fucking you senseless. By the time tonight is over, you are going to be a mess and exhausted. Then tomorrow morning, I have a few pamper things lined up for you before we do it again.”

I smiled, “This sounds like it’s going to be a lovely holiday. Are you sure I can’t do anything for you?”

“Oh, you are going to be doing plenty.” Mark’s brother said.

I looked in his direction, “But bro,” I said, playing on the idea of Mark’s dad actually being my dad, “this just seems like a lovely holiday to me. Can’t I pay you all back somehow?”

Mark smiled, “I told you she would love it.”

My new Dad wrapped his arms around me, grabbing both my tits, “Well, if you can think of anything to say thank you, I’m sure I wouldn’t say no. But right now, I have a few thoughts of my own.” He pulled me back against him, and I felt his cock pushing into the crack of my panties.

“I think you need to take those pants off before you do that. Would you like me to pose and let you take some pictures? I mean, you spent all this money on these outfits. You must want to keep some memorabilia.”

“Actually, we already had that planned for tomorrow, I have a professional photographer coming up, and you can try out each outfit and pose, and we can take pictures. I can’t wait to see them. Maybe print one out large, and hang it on my office wall. Tastefully, of course.”

I laughed, “A tasteful picture of your daughter clad in lingerie, the same daughter you want to fuck and fill?”

He smiled, “Sure, it can be done.” He pushed me in the direction of the couch, where my boyfriend and his brother were waiting. I stepped forward and sat down between them.

“Is there a scotch for me?” I asked as I ran my hands up the brother’s legs. “Or do I have to work for it?”