The Morning After the Night Before

You gradually and gently surface from your slumber. The triple x rated dreams that had danced through your mind all through the night sliding from your memory like sand through an open hand. As the scenes filter though your memory sieve some of them remain...these weren't dreams though. The memories of the night before come into sharp focus in your waking consciousness.

Slowly opening your eyes you stare at the ceiling of your bedroom. Fuck. What have you done? Last night had been exciting, titillating, exhilarating. The newness and naughtiness of it all...but now was not then. Now was now. Now was real life. There was suddenly a strange new facet to your relationship with Elsie. Your happy comfortable life was about to be stirred up. It would take time before you could settle into a new normal once more. The two of you needed to have a good heart to heart as soon as possible.

You could feel Penelope was already out of bed. You look beside you. Elsie was still out like a light. You stare at her sleeping peaceful face. She was so god damned beautiful it made your heart sing with joy. She might have been your sister but you thanked the powers that be every single day for blessing you with her presence in your life.

Very carefully you creep out of bed so as not to disturb your sleeping angel. You brush your teeth, comb your hair, then get dressed in a simple blue jeans and charcoal colored collared shirt combination then head down stairs.

There at the kitchen window was your daughter. She was looking out on the sunny fall morning, the warm bright light streams in and washes over her lovely young features. She was already dressed and ready for the day. As she turns to look and sees it is you, her face brightens into a wide smile. "Good morning lover." She skips lightly across the tile kitchen floor and takes you around the waist and leans up and kisses you flush on the lips. She smelled of strawberries and tasted of mint. Sensing your discomfort at the greeting she quickly adds. "I mean Daddy." She giggles. "Good morning Daddy."

She gives you a big strong hug, you could feel your sore back crack into place from the pressure. It felt good. "Good morning baby girl." You say. "Let's...let's leave that lover talk for our, um, our play time."

She nods, her blue eyes twinkling. "Sure Daddy." She turns and looks out the window. "It is gorgeous outside today. Want to come for a walk? Go get a bagel and a coffee?"

You think a moment. You were famished from your nocturnal activities and could go for some grub, a nice autumn walk sounded just great as well. Stretch your legs and work out some kinks. Also it would give you a chance to talk with your daughter. Although... "Maybe we should wake your mother, she might like a walk and a breakfast too."

She pshaws the suggestion. "Let her sleep. We can bring her back something." You couldn't argue, El needed the rest after last night.

You nod with a smile. "Let's go."

You were thankful for how bright and cheery she was this morning. You had been dreading a cringing awkwardness with her after everything that had happened. How could a daughter look at her father the same way after personally cucking him like she had? Well...it didn't seem a problem for Penny. All was well, as good as ever, from what you could tell.

You look her over. She had on the long family dress, blue and white this morning, and a simple white t shirt which showed off her fine sculpted figure and big bust. She had done herself up nice today. It was just a hint of make up and a simple pony tail, but you loved that look on her. She catches you looking at her and she bites her bottom lip and self consciously combs a stray golden lock of hair in behind her ear with her fingers. A little blush comes to her cheeks as her Cerulean gaze locks with yours, a million unspoken promises behind those big beautiful blue eyes. Okay, things weren't quite normal obviously. All the more reason to talk with her.

The pair of you get on some shoes and put on your jackets. As you turn to her she steps forward and zips your dark brown suede jacket up for you. She runs her hands over our chest, feeling the soft leather under her hands. She then runs her hands down your arms. It was as if she was straightening and adjusting your coat to lay on you just right, even though there was no need. She looks you up and down, obviously pleased with what she was seeing. She smiles up at you. "You look so handsome today Daddy."

"Thank you my girl, and you are simply beautiful as always." You then add in a very paternal way. "You are going to make some boy very happy someday." She adored the first part of what you said, not so much the second. She doesn't say anything though.

Stepping out the door you hear it autolock behind you. It was so nice out, with just a slight crisp edge to the temperature hinting at the coming winter. You put your hands in your jacket pockets and Penelope slips her arm through yours. She holds onto your arm lightly with both hands as the pair of you begin to walk.

You go to turn left at the sidewalk to head to your usual coffee shop but she steers you right. "I know a different place." She says happily. "They have the best flavored coffees."

With a shrug you follow her lead. She rests her head against your arm as the pair of you walk at a casual pace.

You ask. "Do you need a hat or a scarf? It's a little chilly. We could head back real quick."

"I'm okay Daddy." She sighs dreamily. "In fact...I've never been better."