Dinner With Daddy [M] [F] [Public] [Exhibitionism] [Fingering] [DaddyDom]

You shift in your seat as you look to wave down the waitress and I steal a glance down to your lap where a large bulge has become quite prominent. I feel my face grow warm instantly and hurriedly look back up to meet your gaze.

“Are you alright?” You ask with a knowing smirk. “You look a little flushed.”

“Do I? Must just be a little warm.” I reply, staring intently down at the menu in front of me.

You adjust in your seat again and I glance back over, quickly, but not quick enough.

“I see…” you begin, “are you having a bit of trouble concentrating on the menu, love? It seems to be taking you an awful long time to decide what you want.”

I lie. “Nope. Just lots of options is all.” My face grows hotter as I feel your gaze trained on me. I reach for my water glass, desperately trying to cool myself down.

“So….then you’re not thinking about my hard cock?”

I choke on my water and sputter out, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“No?”

The Visit [mf][oral][hairpulling][doggystyle][rough]

Hey everyone! I hadn’t planned on posting another story so soon but I woke up this morning very….excited…so here you go! PM’s always welcome. If you have requests or ideas, throw them my way!
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It had been a few years since you’d seen me last. I had gained a bit of weight but you assured me, over and over, that it didn’t change anything. You still wanted me. So when you came into town and asked me to meet you at the bar in your hotel I spent two hours agonizing over what I should wear. Finally I decided on my favorite little black dress and a black and white shrug, my favorite pink and black lace panties and black lace bralette underneath. After checking and re-checking my makeup in the visor mirror of my car I got out and walked into the hotel, hoping my confident strut would hide how anxious I was really feeling. I smoothed down the hem of my dress nervously as my eyes scanned the bar for your familiar face. I finally find you sitting at a table in the corner, facing away from me. For a brief moment I consider texting you and making some excuse as to why I couldn’t make it out tonight, but before I could back out I forced myself to move towards you.

The Party [mf][doggystyle][oral][domination]

I looked over my reflection in the mirror one last time, thinking back to the text you had sent me only an hour before.

Party. My place. 9. You better be there. ;)

We had been having this back and forth, not quite friends but not quite lovers, thing for a few weeks now and I could never figure out where your head was at.

I gave my hair one last fluff, double checked my lipstick, and ran my hands over my strappy black tank and too short skater skirt before grabbing my purse and heading out the door.

When I got to your place around 9:20 the party seemed to already be in full swing. I let myself in, eyes scanning over the crowd before landing on you flirting with some girl by the far wall. I smiled to myself and moved to the makeshift bar, mixing myself a strong vodka Redbull and taking a few sips before melting into the party.

Every once in a while I would feel eyes on me, and glance over to meet your gaze. Each time you would quickly look away, back towards whichever girl was trying to hold your attention at the moment. I would simply smile to myself and go back to dancing, or flirting, or drinking.

The Party [MF][doggystyle][oral][domination]

I looked over my reflection in the mirror one last time, thinking back to the text you had sent me only an hour before.

Party. My place. 9. You better be there. ;)

We had been having this back and forth, not quite friends but not quite lovers, thing for a few weeks now and I could never figure out where your head was at.

I gave my hair one last fluff, double checked my lipstick, and ran my hands over my strappy black tank and too short skater skirt before grabbing my purse and heading out the door.

When I got to your place around 9:20 the party seemed to already be in full swing. I let myself in, eyes scanning over the crowd before landing on you flirting with some girl by the far wall. I smiled to myself and moved to the makeshift bar, mixing myself a strong vodka Redbull and taking a few sips before melting into the party.

Every once in a while I would feel eyes on me, and glance over to meet your gaze. Each time you would quickly look away, back towards whichever girl was trying to hold your attention at the moment. I would simply smile to myself and go back to dancing, or flirting, or drinking.