For a few days after the club incident, Daddy kept his office door locked and when he came out for lunch, he was nothing more than polite to me. I was still aching for release, but nothing I did seemed to tempt him. I walked around in nothing but my satin robe, I wore a skirt that hadn’t fit me since I was 14 with no panties, I even sat naked on the counter top with my legs spread when he came out for lunch one day and he simply smiled, patted my thigh and said “patience, baby girl. You’re still in a time out.”
I pouted. “Daddy I miss your cock.”
“Maybe you’ll think about that the next time you act like a little slut at the club.” And he went back to work.
I was starting to think I’d never cum again but I was determined to show him I could be a good girl. So I kept my fingers away from my pussy.