It’s been a while since I seen Daddy. I been so busy the last year with life, but Daddy finally put his foot down, and came to visit. First we went to eat a nice dinner. And he took me to this fancy restaurant. I almost felt awkward. We both had a really amazing meal. I always liked how daddy would talk throughout the meal, his smile would light up my whole face.

We got back to my place, and he was looking all around. Taking in the scenery, he made a comment on how beautiful I am. I wanted to impress him, so I was wearing a short, fitted black that accentuated all the curves, and some high heels to finish it off right. I could tell he was impressed by the smile on his face when he saw me. He had me do a spin when he saw me, which took me back to when I was a little girl, always trying to impress him.

We sat on the couch, side by side, and I put something on in the background to watch while we sat there and visited. It’d been a while and it was necessary to do some hard core daddy-daughter bonding before he went back home. He put his hand on my thigh, and did not take it off. I looked up at him, and he just smiled back at me with a certain smirk. It was nostalgic. I remembered… from all those years ago.

The next thing I knew I was asking him what I could do to make sure he was as comfortable as possible, seeing that he was a guest in my home. Comfort is always subjective. His comfort meant taking off his pants, and getting into some easy access sweats. The ones that allow you to feel whatever cums across your way. My comfort meant putting on some short daisy dukes and a top with out a bra. Go figure.

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