Daddy's Girl

Mark spent the rest of the day cleaning the house. Sometime later after his hasty retreat he heard the front door open and close. Going to investigate, he looked out the front window and could see the back of a man walking down the walkway. Mark figured it must be the young man from earlier. Satisfied, he went back to making sure the house was neat and tidy. Making his way upstairs, he heard the shower going and figured this be a good time to clean up the master bedroom.

Later that evening as Mark was preparing dinner, Ann approached him in the kitchen. "I'm going out for the night and won't be back until tomorrow. Don't wait up." As Mark turned to address Ann , Mark was stunned as always at her beauty. Freshly showered and smelling of lavender, her hair was tied up in a messy ponytail. She had applied a little makeup and was wearing an expensive designer dress, high heels, and a little purse. "By the way... Daddy, I need some money for tonight." No please or would you, for she knew she was going to get it. Mark could deny her nothing, especially when she employed her, 'Daddy' routine. He retrieved his wallet and pulled the 700 dollar allowance he got from Beth, intending to split a small portion out. Ann put an end to that by snatching it from his hand.

"Thanks, Daddy," she said, stuffing the bills into her purse. Reaching out to grab his shoulders, she pushed his body up against the counter behind him. Ann proceeded to lean forward and kiss Mark. The kiss was strong and deep. Ann took full control, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her body against his.

As Mark closed his eyes he found himself lost in a fog lust and arousal. The only thought in his mind was her soft lips. His penis was already painfully pressing against his pants. Ann expertly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, reaching inside and pulling out his erection. Her small hands easily wrapped around his just shy of 5 inches cock. She suddenly broke the kiss and took a few steps back. A smirk so much like her mother's on her face. She stood there, gazing at the state she had brought her father, toying with the man who for 20 years had raised, spoiled, and cherished her.

"Geez, Daddy! All I did was give you a little goodbye kiss. Don't you have any shame? Getting in such a from just a little kiss...!" Ann mocked, followed by a short laugh. Mark's face was flushed with embarrassment and arousal, leaning against the counter to get his bearings. "Later!" Ann simply turned and left.

"St..stay safe!" Was all he manged to get out.

"I will!" Ann called back before heading out the door. A minute later, her pricey sports car roared down the driveway. Mark started to collect himself as best as he could, knowing Beth would be home soon.