Sarah and John fell into a comfortable routine now that the awkwardness of his being her step father and having had changed her diapers was behind them. Nobody had to know about their business, things could get ugly for John, and without ever saying it out loud they both went about their lives and protected the sanctity of their love for each other. Their love was a rare and sophisticated love between a Daddy and his special little girl. They knew people just wouldn’t understand.
John had to get up early for work, 4:00 am early. He was usually in bed and asleep by 9:00 pm and sometimes as early as 8:30 pm. On the 8:30 evenings a precocious Sarah might retrieve one of his beer bottles from the kitchen trash and stand at the foot of his bed and watch his silver haired chest rise and fall and insert the bottle into her vagina.
Sometimes an evening would play out like this: Dinner for both—prepared and eaten and then the dishes cleaned by Sarah—Check! Three to four beers served to John—Check! His night cap, 5 ounces of scotch served neat—Check! A look from John and Sarah would say good night to her little friends. She’d watch them walk down the driveway and after losing sight of them she’d close the door and turn to John. Her privates moist.
Sarah knew men, she knew men the way a prostitute knew men and she was determined to keep her Daddy all to herself. John once told her of “older” lady friends that he sometimes ”played” with when he was lonely or just wanted release. She was going to have none of that. This industrious girl was clever, controlling and manipulative when necessary. John lumbered about these days like an aging silverback on the brink of being usurped by a younger more vigorous male adversary. On edge and fearful and drunk his diluted mental acuity was no match for the sharp crisp mind of Sarah. It wasn’t rocket science, Sarah thought all she had to do was have any and all of her orifices ready and wet for John. He could throw her that look at anytime. And she would drop everything and service him. It was so simple, her body just had to conform to his desires. She wanted it this way, she moved about with precision and direction, the silverback lumbered.
Lying on his bed with his mind whirling from the alcohol Sarah pulled the heavy mans pants down to his knees and slowly suckled on his soft penis. She had to work hard to get an erection from the incoherent babbling man. He uttered some “good girls” and told of how he was going to be a better Daddy to her in the future. John hard, her mouth tired, she climbed up on the behemoth and she pulled her cotton panties aside. He went in easy, she was soaked and swollen.
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