CHAPTER TEN
Vanessa
The day is bright and beautiful, and if there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s that the day will be even more beautiful by the end of it because when I go to sleep tonight, I will go to sleep in the arms of my Daddy, the most wonderful man in the world.
The backyard is filled with people. Actually, it might be fair to say we don’t actually have a backyard since it’s almost bigger than the entire neighborhood. So, a better way to say that is there’s a crowd of people immediately behind the house enjoying a lot of fun at our picnic tables and playing games.
The really big barbecue is going and Daddy and Trent are cooking tri-tip, lamb chops, salmon, and… well, they’re cooking enough food for a church social, and that makes sense because there have to be about thirty or forty guests! They’re all Daddies and little girls although some of the Daddies are unattached and some of the little girls are unattached, too.
I’m not.
I’m attached.
I have my Daddy and the change that has made in my life is the most wonderful thing imaginable. I smile all the time now, and as I sit on the porch sipping lemonade, I smile at the gathering. I hear Chrissy’s voice behind me. “Why, Mrs. Folsom, what in the world are you doing all by yourself?”
I giggle and say, “I won’t be Mrs. Folsom until after the wedding.”
She slides into a seat next to me. “Lemme see! Lemme see!”
I giggle even more at that and slide my hand across the table. She squeals at the sight of the ring and for the rest of the barbecue, I spend my time getting overwhelmed in the most wonderful way by all the attention all of the little girls dish out over me.
Danny and his little brother William aren’t Daddies, actually. They’re guests, though. Danny has worked for Daddy for almost two months now. It’s hard to believe such a sweet young man, just eighteen years old, actually held a gun on me! Eighteen years old and raising his nine-year-old brother! He’s a hard worker and Daddy tells me they’re going to be fine. That makes me happy.
And, I guess, all the attention for getting engaged makes me happy, too.
And I get plenty of attention once everyone has left, too.
When he shakes hands with Roger and I hug Chrissy goodbye, the door closes and Daddy smiles at me. I smile back but only for a moment because then I shriek because he lifts me up and over his shoulder. “Daddy!” I laugh and beat at his back.
He lands a swat on my ass, which makes me yelp even though it’s not a hard swat at all. My butt is just sore from the earlier spanking. He laughs a funny, maniacal laugh and says, “Finally! I have you all to myself for my evil plans.”
I giggle and kick my legs. A minute or two later, his evil plans include burying his mouth between my legs and I’m not shrieking, kicking, or yelping at all when that happens. As his tongue works expertly over my pussy and I stare down through lust glazed eyes at his head, it almost feels like I’m transported away to a completely different place, a little bit of Heaven right in my bedroom.
Of course, when I cum and Daddy drives his cock deep into me, I scream more than one phrase I’m pretty sure I won’t be hearing in Heaven. He moves above me and pleasure courses through me as I cling to him and try to breathe despite the powerful, constricting power of my orgasm. It’s a struggle because Daddy leaves me breathless. He always leaves me breathless.
He’s my Daddy.
That means he makes me the happiest girl I can be and maybe more importantly, he helps me make myself happy.
He’s my wonderful Daddy and I’m his little girl.
I’m his forever little girl.