A night out without him

“So what do you want to do tonight?” she asks once they have settled down in his lounge.

“Well sweetie, I thought it would be fun for you to go out alone tonight.” She looks up at him confused, unsure what he means, and seeing that, he continues, “I thought it would be fun for you to catch up with some friends out in a pub for a while, put on your sexiest clothes and go and tease a few guys. And then I want to hear all about it, what you did, what the guys did, and most important, how it made you feel.”

She is speechless, realising this is the start of what he said the other night, that it was time to share her. But even through the shock, she knows she wants to do it, not just for him, as she would do anything for him, but also for herself, the idea of teasing some guys then coming back to see daddy already making her body shiver with excitement.

“So, shouldn’t you go and get changed?” he speaks again as still sits speechless. She nods even as she starts to consider what to wear, what would work best for what he wants her to do. She stands and walks to the bedroom, opening her bag on the bed and taking out the various clothes she has brought with her.

“What do you think?” she asks as he walks up behind her, caressing her even as he looks over her shoulder. She holds up a pair of tailored shorts she thought he might like, she has only worn them to try them on once, and they were so tight over her ass they showed every curve she had there.

“Lovely darling” he whispers in her ear as he kisses her neck, “and with stockings I hope, give those guys a view of some smooth thighs between stockings and shorts.” She searches through the bag and pulls out a pair of black hold ups, and he nods agreement.

“And this top then daddy?” she asks holding up a flowery top which she knows will be just tight enough to outline her breasts perfectly well. Again he nods as he slides hands over her waist, caressing her.

“Why don’t you get ready then darling” he whispers with a final kiss on her neck before he leaves her and returns to the longue.

Grabbing her things she is soon showered, dressed and done her make up, even finding a few minutes to call a couple of friends to see where they will be to meet up with them soon.

Slipping into her small heels she returns to find him sitting and waiting, sipping on a glass of wine, a second one poured on the table ready for her. She walks in, tight shorts, stockings and top, all covering a matching pink bra and panty set he gave her last week, and as he whistles approval she does a small twirl to show him the view.