“Have fun, Daddy!” I say and stand on my toes to give you a kiss. You smile, half with pride and half amused by how much you love me while you watch me walk out to the pool in the tiniest bikini you’ve ever seen. The baby pink strings look excellent against my skin. My perfect hourglass figure is padded with soft curves, my walk makes your cock stir in your jeans. Your trance is broken by the doorbell ringing. You greet your three best friends, Matt, Tyler, and Zach at the door. You all catch up a bit on the walk through the foyer as you head to the living room for the big game.
In the center of our beautiful living room is a long U-shaped sectional and matching ottoman that face an enormous television mounted on the interior wall. On the opposite wall are three large sets of French doors leading out to the patio and pool.
As you walk into the living room you see that I’m in the exact lounge chair you knew I would be in – the one directly in the middle of the far side of the pool, slightly angled, with my body perfectly on display for anyone in the living room. I’m glistening with suntan oil in the hot summer sun.
“Goddamn…” Matt cuts himself off when he sees me.
“Oh my god” says Tyler.
They all stop walking for a minute and just stare at me, then gather themselves and look at you laughing and bewildered.
“Jesus Christ, man, good for you” Zach says.
You smile and take your place in the middle leg of the sectional, you know your friends will want the perpendicular legs that let them look outside easily, and you allow them that, because you take pride in being a good host. Zach sits on the right, Matt on the left, and Tyler in the left corner, you all crack open beers, cheers, and relax as the game starts.