(As always, Daddy is a fun thing to call someone, not in any way an implication of actual relation. Please enjoy, and remember that consent and communication are the key to good kink)
The sun was still shining brightly when Taylor left work for the weekend. She had dedicated herself to making sure that all of her tasks were completely done, during the week, so that she’d be able to feel the release, the true freedom from small voices in her head urging her to attend to work. Tonight, and the next two days, she could be just herself, the Taylor of pleasure and ease, not responsible Taylor. She stopped at a corner store and bought one of the locally-made ginger beers that she’d discovered. The first swing of it was fiery, tart, and sweet all at once, helping her shake off the morass of the working day.