“Have you been a good girl today, Princess?”
He growled the question in my ear after pinning me to the foyer wall. I squirmed under both his hand resting impossibly patiently on His cunt, and the knowledge that I was going to have to come clean.
“Ummmm, mostly…” my voice was much higher than usual, and I realize from his lack of reaction that he knew the moment he saw me. Daddy always knows when his baby girl is worked up.
He moved his hand off His cunt and I gasped. His magical hand grasped the soft part of my naked thigh firmly and he looked at me expectantly. That Daddy side eye that says “Spill it, Little Girl.” I averted my gaze. He grasped my chin and raised my head, looked me in the eye and warned me sternly to not make him ask twice.
“Daddy, my friend came over today. You remember Nikki?”
Daddy certainly did. Nikki is a very dear, very hot, old friend. They had met several times at events and Daddy had let his eye linger on Nikki’s curves a second longer than necessary.