Make it up to him?

I just stand there for several minutes while trying to come up with something to make daddy get in a better mood again, but he returns in again before I'm done.

He just glares at me as he passes, setting down my can of lemonade and box of money on the kitchen table.

"Dad...?" I try, giving him my sweetest little smile and prettiest face while putting my hands behind my back and jutting my chest out for him, nearly making my breasts jump out of the tight top! "I'm so sorry about all this, but..."

"No!" he interrupts me before I can even finish the sentence. "I'm not letting you off the hook this time, honey! You still owe me one thousand bucks for the car, you're still grounded for the entire week, and I'll take the money from that box as compensation for the hours I've lost at work today!"

"That's just not fair...!" I try cooing with him again, leaning forward and letting my tits sway a little, giving him a good look of my cleavage.

"You're damn right it is!" He tells me, managing to pull his eyes away from me with obvious effort. "Now do as I said and go get changed!"

"But... Why...?" I ask, putting up my puppy-face again and pretending I don't notice the bulge in his pants. "It's just you and me here, and you don't care what I'm wearing, right dad?"

"You know damn well that I do!" He grumbles, swallowing hard as he dares another quick glance at me. "Now just stop flashing those tits at me, and go get dressed!"

"You... you think there's something wrong with my breasts...?" I ask, quickly changing my voice to sound like I'm about to start crying at any moment. "You think I'm ugly?! Or is it my butt? Am I too fat? Is my ass to big?!"

Snapping his head back to stare at me, he seems like he's ready to explode! Maybe I went a bit too far...

"No! I don't think you're fat or ugly! Your tits are wonderful! Your ass is perfect, just like your legs! And your face! And your hair, and your eyes, and your lips, and every single part of your body! I'd hump you like a rabbit ages ago, fuck ever inch of your body, if it wasn't for the fact that I'm your father!!"

Having finished his outbreak, he stares at the floor beneath my feet while catching his breath, then pick up the lemonade and drink in heavy gulps directly from the can.

I'm a little shocked by what he's just said, though certainly not surprised about his feelings, and I find myself flattered by his words.

"Wow...!" I say in a nervous voice, standing upright again and shyly turn myself slightly away from him, covering my chest with one arm while putting the other's index finger to my lips, making my entire pose reek from false innocence! "I never knew! I'm so sorry... I promise I'll make it up to you, somehow!"

He nearly chokes on the lemonade, then glare back at me with suspicion in his eyes while wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his white shirt.

"Make it up to me...?" He grumbles. "How? Through even more teasing? I've had quite enough of that allready, thank you very much!"

"No more teasing! I swear!" I tell him, but hold my fingers crossed behind my back. You never know when the need for a good teasing arise again... "Just tell me what I can do to make everything allright again...!"

He just stares at me now, with greater intensity than I've ever felt before, letting his eyes sweep all the way up and down my body before stopping to look right into my eyes. Then a slight smile appears at the corners of his mouth, making him look rather crazy in his sweat- and lemonade-stained shirt.

"Just like that...? I can tell you what I want, and you'll do what you can to make me happy...?"

"Well..." It's not quite the way I phrased it, but for some weird reason I feel like I can't really take it back, the way that he has interpreted my words. "There's this little money-problem as well..."

"So, a thousand bucks... Make that a thousand eighty, considering the money in the box... Plus an extra one hundred or so, for the suffering and humiliation I've been through so far..." He says, still looking right into my eyes. "Say 1,2. How much would that be worth of Making it up to you?"