And at 8 o'clock...

She checked her watch, seeing it was 8. As she looked back up, she saw his car pull up outside. Grabbing her keys and purse she quickly went outside to his waiting car.

She opened the passenger door and slid into the seat, smiling as she looked over at him. His eyes were already exploring her, checking what she was wearing, and she sat still to allow him, holding her breath hoping he would approve.

“You look lovely” he finally told her, and she sighed a breath of relief. She always waited for his approval of how she looked, and while he always gave it, she still felt nervous every time, worried that one day he would say she didn’t look good enough and be discarded by him.

“Thank you daddy” she said as she pulled on her seat belt and relaxed into her seat. She was excited to know his plans, but knew better than to ask. She would find out in due course. Instead she sat silent, sliding deeper into her seat, feeling her dress ride up her legs, giving him a view of her smooth uncovered legs, up to her thighs.

Soon his hand eased onto her knee, caressing her, fingers trailing upwards, pushing the hem of her dress even higher, until she had to lift her hips to allow him to push it further, revealing her thong to his gaze. His fingers kept travelling, and she opened her thighs to them, giving his fingers access between them.

With a small moan of satisfaction she felt as his fingertips brushed over her pussy, and instantly she could feel as her wetness spread through the material of her thong. He gently fingered her through her thong as he drove, never looking away from the road as he did. Neither of them spoke, the only sound her breathing as he teased her.

She did not concentrate on where he was driving, her eyes half shut. Time flowed as she enjoyed his soft attentions, and she had no idea how long they had been driving. So when he eventually removed his hand from her, she opened them to realise he was pulling into a car park, but she had no real idea where it was.

Still without saying a word he parked, and got out of the car, quickly walking around to her side to open hers. She gave him her hand as she eased herself from the car. She glanced around and could not recognise where they were.

“This way” he announced, the first words for some time. She stepped beside him, and hand in hand she let him lead the way.