Candy's Daddy by Cherry Lee Read Free Book Online

tell you how stressful that is. But when I come home to
Stan at night, I can put it all out of my head and just be his little boy. I’ve
lived in dom/sub situations before and some of them were okay, but I didn’t
know what I was missing until I found my Daddy.”
    “Exactly,” Jane agreed. “I figured
everyone went around feeling a little lost and empty, that it was just part of
being human. But my Daddy makes me so happy I’ve stopped taking Prozac.”
    Candy thought about her relationship
with Bob, still so fledgling. She wasn’t completely certain of how deep her
role went. Maybe it made a difference if a person maintained a job outside the
house like these two did. “I’m enjoying the 24/7 thing so far,” she told the
others, “but it’s a lot to adjust to. Sometimes I don’t know who or what I am
any more.”
    Jane patted her arm. “You’ll find your
way. Just trust in your instincts and in your Daddy. If you work together on
this and communicate, you’ll be all right.”
    When the meal was over, the three
resumed their play, working on a block city in the middle of the living room
floor. Jane acted out again, pushing Chris and knocking over the building he
was working on. Candy understood why. The girl wanted her Daddy to punish her
while everyone watched. Jane got her wish. Mr. Fischer called her over to him
and bent her over his knee. He bared her bottom and spanked her hard enough to
make her cry.
    Watching Janie’s humiliation, made
Candy so hot her pussy throbbed. Chris’s tickling of her clit earlier had
relieved some of the pressure, but now she wanted to sit astride her Daddy’s
cock and ride him hard. She was ready for the guests to leave. She went over to
Daddy Bob and leaned against his leg, patting his thigh to get his attention.
    “Are you getting ready for a nap?” he
asked. It was their signal to end the party if she’d had enough.
    Candy nodded.
    He tugged lightly on her pigtail. “All
right, sweetie. We’ll wrap this up.”
    Daddy Bob passed out the party gifts,
and the children eagerly opened them. Each received a beautifully illustrated
picture book about age playing Daddies and their charges. The words describing
the unique relationship were poetic, and the story ended with a statement about
rejecting shame and feeling pride in the close, special relationship. Candy was
so moved tears stung her eyes.
    She closed the book and looked up at
her Daddy, who gazed lovingly back at her. Everything would be all right. She
would adjust to her new life and let the old one slip away.
     

Chapter Five
    Watching Candy explore sex with her little
friends brought back to Bob the desire to see her with other men. He was still
very conflicted about it. She was his little girl. He wanted to keep her for
himself alone. Yet at the same time he had an overpowering urge to watch her
interact with others. Finally he decided the only way to get past this stew of
emotions was to let such a scenario play out.
    He brought it up to her one evening as
she lay across his lap watching a movie. Bob tickled her bottom with his finger
until she giggled and turned toward him. “Are you tired of this movie, Daddy?
Do you want to play a game?”
    “I want to talk to you.”
    “What?” She sat up, her doe-eyes wide.
“Have I done something wrong?”
    “No, not at all. I’d like to find out
how you feel about something. About doing something.”
    “Anything you want. You know that.”
    “We haven’t discussed parameters as
far as multiple partners. I’m thinking of something a little more intense than
the play time with your friends we had the other day.”
    “Oh yeah?” Her grin was not that of a
little girl. Her eyelids lowered and she tilted her head. “Tell me what you
want.”
    “I thought I might have a few of my
friends over. Maybe set up a scene where they’re frat boys and...”
    “...I’m the school slut. I get it.
God—er, I mean, golly, it gets my nipples hard just saying it. I’ve