It has been a few days since our daddy/daughter date night and we both tried to act normal around my wife. We had agreed to try and be normal as much as possible when others were around to be safe, which seemed to be working.
As we were all watching tv in the living room, my daughter decided to go upstairs and take a shower. As she left, she shot me a glance, but we both knew I couldn’t do anything with my wife there, so I let her go. After a few minutes I got the idea that I wanted my daughter to know I loved her and was thinking about her so I walked upstairs to her room and picked out some panties and pajamas and laid them in her bed nicely before returning downstairs. I picked out the same panties with daisies I had picked out before. A subtle nod to that night and a slight hint.
About 30 minutes later, she came downstairs, hair wet, and started brushing her hair on the sofa by her mom.
“Want me to braid your hair?” I asked.
She giggled for a sec and said “dad, you haven’t braided my hair since I was like…10!”
As she said that, I could see the wheels clicking in her mind and she quickly changed her tone.
“But sure, you can braid my hair. My hands hurt.”
She walked over to the recliner and sat on the floor between my legs. As I was getting ready to braid, she turned around and handed me two hair ties and then used her eyes to suggest I look down. She turned back around to face the tv and leaned forward a bit, being careful to keep her eyes on her mother so she wouldn’t see. She quickly pulled her pajama bottom out to expose the daisy panties I’d picked out.
That’s my girl, I thought. She knew I’d like that.
I got to work on her hair and since we couldn’t do anything with my wife there, I was done pretty quickly.
My wife smiled and said “I haven’t seen you do that in forever. It’s so sweet seeing y’all together like that.” She went back to watching tv.
My daughter got up and gave me a wink as she said “thank you daddy! My hair is gonna be super curly in the morning!”
She went upstairs real quick and came back with a coloring book and some crayons. Instead of sitting back down next to my wife, she laid down on the floor next to my recliner on her tummy and watched tv while coloring.
I asked what she was coloring and she said “I’m coloring something special for you!”
I smiled and continued to watch tv and stare at her beautiful body as she lay next to me. I couldn’t help but think of that night and all the places I kissed and touched. The feeling I felt when she said she wanted me to put a baby girl in my baby girl. My body ached just thinking about it.
A few minutes later she handed me the page she colored. On the side, in pen, she wrote the note:
“I bought a pregnancy test today and it was negative. When mommy goes to bed, I want US to try again. Let’s make that test positive ;-)”
My heart stopped when I read that. Reading “US” made me both happy and nervous. I looked at her with a smile on my face and mouthed the words “are you sure?” silently.
She took the coloring page back and then started writing. A few minutes later she handed me the paper back and my heart exploded when I read:
“Daddy, of course I’m sure. I told you I love ONLY you and I wasn’t kidding. You know I’ve dated other men before and I can’t find anyone close to you. Call me sick, call me twisted, call me whatever, but I just want you. I want US! I’m 23, pay my share of the rent, and we have a great dynamic here with you, me, and mom. I want us to have a baby and raise it here in this house. I’ll tell mom I have no clue who the father is and that way we can raise it together. I know I said I wanted a baby girl, but I realized that mom never gave you a son. I’m fertile as hell daddy and want to give you what she never could…a son. Let me do that for this family. Let me give you a son…an heir…to carry on our family name!”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/u2u0qk/fd_daddydaughter_secret_messages