Free Candy's Daddy by Cherry Lee Page A

she
whispered back. “The world outside our house is even emptier. I don’t want to
live in it. I want to be with you.”
    She gave him the lowdown on what her
parents were doing with their retirement and how it had felt being around them
again—a little nostalgic, a little annoying. “I’m glad to be back to my own
life.”
    She started to get her bag from the
carousel but Daddy intercepted and lifted the heavy bag for her. “I’ve thought
a lot about what it means to be in the kind of relationship we’re in,” he said.
“All the changes can’t be yours. I have to let you have some grown-up time as
well as daughter time. It’s a delicate balance.”
    Her nipples hardened when he called
her ‘daughter’. There was absolutely nothing sexual about her feelings for her
real father, but her Daddy Bob was another matter entirely. She wanted his care
and affection and sometimes harsh discipline. She wanted his hands touching her
in all sorts of naughty ways, too, stroking her girl parts until she writhed.
    “Can’t wait to get someplace private,”
she murmured. “I need you to spank me and kiss me after.”
    He growled deep in his throat, his
eyes burning into her as he stowed the bags in the trunk of the car. “I’m never
letting you go so far away without me again.”
    They got into the car, and almost
before the door shut behind her, Candy turned toward her Daddy to smother him
with kisses. She slid her hand down his belly, reaching for his fly. “Can I
just look at it and touch it on the way home?”
    He took her hand away. “Sometimes
little girls have to wait for their treats and that makes them all the sweeter.
I promise you something to suck on later.”
    Candy subsided back into her own side
of the car and put on her seatbelt. “I want to apologize to you for lying about
the smoking. More than that, I was keeping secrets, maybe even from myself,
about some of my doubts and fears. I know now that I have to confess everything
to you. I have to learn to trust my Daddy completely.”
    He smiled as he turned the car onto
the highway. “That’s what I want.”
    “With that said…” she drew a deep
breath “there are some things that concern me if we have a long term
relationship. I’m not saying I want children, I’m not a big fan of them, but if
someday we should choose to do that, how would it fit into our lifestyle?”
    His eyebrows shot up. “Wow, straight
to the hard questions. Things would change. There’s no doubt. We’d have to keep
our role playing strictly in the bedroom. But I have to say I’m not excited
about the idea of having kids myself. Not everyone has to do it. It’s not a
prerequisite for living.”
    Candy nodded, content with his answer.
Motherhood didn’t appeal to her, although it might some day. “Good. The other
thing is…harder to say. I’m ready now to commit to a long term relationship as
your full time sub, or little girl, whatever we want to call it. But it puts me
in a vulnerable position. You could get tired of me at any time, send me away,
leave me with no Daddy. I realize people break up all the time and deal with
it, but as your girl, I’m dependent on you in every way and I want…I need to know that you’re committed to me, too.”
    Bob stared at her for so long she was
afraid he’d rear-end the car in front of them. “Do you even have to ask that?
I’m one hundred percent committed to you. Sex and role playing aside, you’re
the woman I want in my life forever. If a legal contract will make you feel
more secure, let’s do it the old fashioned way. Will you marry me?”
     Joy bubbled through her like water
welling up in a fountain and overflowing. “Yes, Bob. Yes, I’ll marry you.”
    “Great. Because I happen to have this
in my pocket.” He drew a square box from his jacket. “I told myself it’s too
early, the relationship has been too rushed, but then I thought Fuck it,
life’s too short .”
    Tears welled in her eyes, blurring