Coming home from work

I realize how late I am for work now that I've cum not once but twice with Sophie. I rush to shower and run out the door. I get to the office physically but mentally I'm never there. All I can think about is Sophie... Her head bobbing up and down on my cock, her tits bouncing as I fuck her, the sounds she made when she came for me, and how incredible it felt to fill her pussy with my hot cum. I don't know what I'll come home to, but I can only hope it's more of that.

The day can't end soon enough and I drive home as fast as safely possible. I take a deep breath and enter the house, not remembering if Sophie was supposed to be working her summer job at the pool or not. I get my answer when I find her leaning over the counter in a pair of daisy dukes, her round ass peeking out of the bottom. I remember fights over not wanting her to wear them, but now I'm thankful that I didn't take the drastic move of throwing them out. On top she's wearing a scarlet red lace demi bra. As she turns to face me, the mesh on front does nothing to hide her perfect nipples.

"Daddy!" She yells playfully, running over and jumping up on to me. Her legs instantly wrap around me and we kiss madly. I walk her back to the counter and put her down on it. She starts grabbing at my clothes to remove the shirt and tie and all the things in between us and being naked again. I grab her tits through her bra and she moans in my mouth. In my head I'm imagining all the ways I'm going to fuck her tonight. But then the phone rings and we both instantly recognize my wife's ringer. I pause and quickly dismiss the thought of answering, but Sophie leans into my ear and whispers "answer it, Daddy."

I pull the phone out of my pocket and start with "hey honey-eyeyey." I almost stumble over the simplest words as Sophie already hopped off the counter and has my cock out and in her mouth. "Yeah, yeah, fine, just lost my footing there. How are you?" I recover and let her start running through the ordeals of her travel and starting work. I'm not listening though, I'm looking down at Sophie looking up at me as she slides my cock in and out of her beautiful face. I throw in some "yeah" and "uh huh" responses when I think they're appropriate to keep the story going.

She gets to telling me the real reason she was calling, that she wanted to remind me about the food she left for the week in the fridge. "Oh, don't worry about us, dear, I'm whipping up something for Sophie to eat right now." I say as I give an extra thrust into her. Sophie starts twisting her hands around the shaft as she bobs faster on my cock. I stifle the urge to moan loud. "Yeah, I know you worry about her nutrition because she's thin but she's young and athletic. She has an incredibly-ible body." I have to watch myself, I was about to say incredibly sexy body. I'm about to cum and I can barely think. "Got it, more protein for her. I'll make sure she gets plenty of meat and a high protein diet, Honey. Alright, my dinner's about to boil over, I gotta run. You too, talk to you later."

I can't hang up the phone fast enough. "You sexy little slut. That was so fucking hot watching you suck my cock while she was talking, oblivious to the fact that her sexy little daughter was busy taking care of Daddy's big cock."

Sophie pulls my cock from her mouth for the first time since the call started. "you heard her Daddy, you better feed me lots of this meat, and that high protein load like you promised. Mommy's orders!" She bobs up and down on my cock a few more times, clearly as turned on as I was. "Now fuck my pretty little face Daddy and cum for me!"

I don't need to be told twice. I grab her head and thrust a few times, not knowing how much of my cock she can handle but not needing much after ask this stimulus. Soon I let out a loud sigh and empty my balls in her mouth. She keeps using her tongue throughout to coax it all out of me, then continues to squeeze every last drop out with her hands. She looks up at me, licking her lips. "I love your cooking Daddy. You make the best dinners."