The garage door closes with a slam.
“Upstairs, or down?” Daddy yells, waiting for my response.
“Main- in the kitchen!” I poke my head into the hallway and smile. “Hey daddy! How was your day?”
“Long. You look nice.” He drops his keys and wallet onto the table before turning around and doing a double take. “Wait, what did you do today looking like that?”
“Nothing Daddy,” I say with an innocent smirk, “I just knew you’d be home around now and thought you would enjoy my being tidied up for you”
“Ohhhh.” His eye glints, and he starts to walk towards me. I can feel my palms start to sweat in anticipation. “You are such a good girl,” he whispers gently as he plays with my hair. “Why don’t you take my pants off and welcome me home properly?”
“Of course Daddy!” I immediately sink to my knees with a smile.