I’ve been lucky enough to have some incredible relationships with some truly amazing women, this is a retelling of a true experience from my past.
### Your First Flight with Daddy
The morning sunlight slowly fills the bedroom, bouncing off the studded Louboutins and Agent Provocateur lingerie strewn across the bedroom floor. It paints a vivid picture of a night neither of us will soon forget. It’s been 8 weeks since we met, and every day has been better than the next.
Our night ended a bit later than we realized, and as our iPhone alarms buzzed next to us, we summoned what little energy we have to get out of bed. It’s early, 4 AM, the car service is on the way, and we still need to pack for our weekend trip to New York. The haste of the morning leaves you little time to get ready; you toss on a small thong, a comfy pair of sweats, and a tank top that struggles to contain your recently enhanced breasts. As we run out the door, you pull a sweater of mine off the couch to cover up your hard nipples.