Now I don't know what got into me one night. But I started spying on my Daddy.
Daddy had his own office in our house. It was built nearly like a safe. It had high-security windows. It had a number pad right next to the door!
Daddy would key in the code. Then he'd slip in his office. He'd be gone for hours. This was because he was a hard worker. At times he nearly worked around the clock.
But like I said something just got into me one night. I hid around the corner of his office and I watched as he keyed in his code.
I kept repeating the numbers to myself. I hurried to my room and wrote them down. I didn't even know why I did it. Daddy trusted me. So wasn't I breaking his trust by doing this?
The next day I got home from school. My hands were shaking with the knowledge of what I was going to do. I was so nervous!
I brushed off my mother as quickly as possible. She was always busy anyway with this or that charity event. I barely talked to her before she had to leave.
I went to my father's office. I keyed in the code. I slipped into his office. The door shut automatically behind me.
What the hell was I looking for? I didn't even know. I just had this feeling there was something there for me to find!
Everything was neat. The room was strong and masculine. There were books of shelves.
There was an massive and old worn out antique sofa. Nice I thought. Daddy must sleep there when working late.
There was also a big oak desk with a computer on it. I went to the computer first. I tried to log in but I didn't know the password.
Next I started looking through the drawers. It was just documents.
Some of them were very secret. I was sure they were all very valuable. A spy would have been in his glory!
But I didn't find what it was I was looking for. Then I got this strange idea. I went to the lowest drawer. I pulled it out all the way.
There beneath the drawer I found a hidden space. And I had to gasp. In that hidden space there were naughty magazines!
I won't say what they depicted. I won't. But I knew what it meant.
And on top of them was a personal journal. I grabbed the journal. My heart was beating in a frenzy!
I just opened it at random. I started reading. I couldn't believe it. It was all about me!
Daddy was longing for me. Page after page described fantasies he had for me. He wanted me bad!
All along I thought he was doing work in this room. Was that really it? I realized it wasn't. All this time he'd been pining for me.
I knew what I needed to do then. I quickly began to think out a plan.
Mommy wouldn't be returning that evening. She was busy with one of her charities. So I would have the evening free with Daddy. I knew just what we would do!
He came home same as always. I gave him my usual big hug. Only this time I lingered more than I ever had.
He let go but I didn't!
I reached for his hand. And I placed it right on my ass. Then I leaned in for my usual wet kiss. I literally licked my Daddy's cheek. I slid my tongue right toward his mouth.
Jesus was he hungry for me. He couldn't resist me.
Suddenly he grabbed me tight. Oh it felt so good to finally be pressed up against him like that. His chest rippled with muscles!
He pressed me in hard! I swooned and opened my mouth. His tongue slipped right into me. I could have died! My heart could have stopped right then!
It felt so good. So evil and yet good!