Silver_servant
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- May 29, 2006
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It had been some time since the divorce. After ending a long marriage it was nice to have a family again, although my new partner had been concerned about bringing "baggage" into the relationship, I was delighted. I missed my own daughter who had grown and started her own life. Susan was only six when she and her mother moved in with me, she was a shy little girl who never knew her real father. It took some time before she called me Daddy. The first time she called me that, I melted. In no time she sat on Daddy's lap and we read, almost every day. The Gingerbread Man, Cindrella and her favorite, Peter Pan. She soon became my reason for living, I loved taking her shopping, getting up early on Saturday to make her breakfast while she watched cartoons, it couldn't have been better. Her mother left us when she was ten. Susan was confused and hurt, but she knew I would always be there for her.
One day we were in the back yard having our usual Sanday bar b que. She looked so happy as her and a few neighborhood kids jumped and played in the pool. As I watched her run around the pool I shouted for her to slow down and be carefull. It was then that I noticed one of the neighborhood boys starring at her perfect form. I got upset, but didn't say anything until later.
Later that night I told my little girl about little boys and their wicked intentions. "There will be a time when boys and sex will be o.k., but not until you're all grown up" She said "I know Daddy" and kissed me on the cheek, jumped off my lap and ran off to play. She was already growing up, and knew so much for a girl her age.
"Daddy! guess what"? she shouted one day. "Michelle called and wants me to stand in her wedding" Michelle was my older daughter who had become quite close to Susan." That's great news honey" She was positively beaming. Later that week the two of them went shopping for shoes, trying on dresses and making other arrangements. When she got home, she showed me all her treasures. Shoes, hairclips, her first pair of panty hose and a bra. I was a little uncomfortable. Susan was not quite fourteen, I understood the panty hose, but the bra caught be off guard. Susan was an "A" cup at best. She wore t-shirts and loose fitting tops so I had never noticed her now budding breasts.
The wedding day finally came. I was so happy for Michelle, she had been looking forward to this all her life. Susan and I got dressed and ready to go. As she came down the stairs I couldn't believe how big she was getting, soon she would be gone too. I smiles with delight. "Can you put this on"? She handed me a small pearl necklace and turned with her back to me. I reached over her head with the necklace, and as I clipped it, I bent down and pecked the back of her neck. I saw the goose bumps raise on her neck and arms. She spun around, kissed me on the cheek and walked away.A few minutes later she came back from the kitcheb with a corsage. "Can you pin this on me Daddy" I pulled the pin out of the stem and placed the flower over her left breast, as I reached inside keep the pin from going all the way through and poking her I unintentionally went all the way inside of her bra. The back of my fingertips brushed accross her nipple. It never accoured to me that she even had nipples yet, I thought they would still be inverted like most tiny girls. I tried to focus on the flower but I felt her nipple getting hurd under my fingertips. I looked at Susan in the eye and she just smiled. I felt the sturring in by groin. "You're sick" I thought to myself. I pulled my hand out quickly feeling my face turn red. " How do I look" she said. "You look all grown up. But you will always be my little girl" I did my best to control the damage. "let's go"
The wedding was splendid. Both my girls looked beautiful. I stood back at the reception wondering where the time had gone. Susan came up and asked me to dance a slow dance with her "It would be my pleasure" I said. As we danced I couldn't help but feeling we were too close. I kept looking around thinking people would read the perversion that happened earlier on my face. No one was looking at us, they were all talking,laughing or dancing. Susan kept brushing up against me. I could feel her tiny breasts pressing against me. Several times as I went to twirl her, I felt her crotch against my thigh. I could feel myself becoming errect again. "that's enough Susan, Daddy's tired"
I was sweating. I had no idea what was going on, but it had to stop.
Everyone was gone now. I had changed into some cargo shorts and Hawaian shirt and was busy doing dishes in the reception hall. Susan came up behind me and asked if she could have the car keys to put some things in the trunk. "Sure honey, my keys are in my pocket. Let me just dry my hands" She said, "I got it" and reached into my baggy short pocket. Before I could tell her it was in the other pocket she had felt all the way down and was now grabbing my cock through the lining. "that's not the keys" she said and moved to the other side. She grabbed the keys and seemed to do the same thing again. I just loked at her puzzled. She smiled and slowly walked out.
Later that night, a million things were going through my head. I hadn't seen Susan since we got home. I was beat. I just wanted to shower and go to bed.
Rubbing my hair with the towel after a much needed shower always feels good. When I took down the towel I froze. Susan was standing in front of me with a huge smile on her face. She had never walked in on me before. She had never actually been in the Master bathroom to my knowledge. I quickly covered myself with the towel." What are you doing in here" I asked. She turnned her back to me and asked "can you unzip me please" "sure, but you should knock in the future" I unzipped her dress never before realizing how beautiful her skin was. "can you unhook that thing too" she asked. I imagined her new bra was uncomfortable, the damn thing was three inches wide and had four hooks. I struggled with it a bit but finally got it undone. She turned around to face me, smiled and said "thank you for everything Daddy" and raised on her tiptoes to kiss my cheek. What happened next took my breath away. She pulled back as i bent down to offer her my cheek. Dropping the dress and the bra, she gently placed her open hands on my cheeks, kissed me soft on the lips and then guided my face down to her errect nipples. I gently kissed one and then the other, taking each one into my mouth and sucking gently. I raised my head to see her just openning her eyes and smiling. She reached down and slowely took the towel from in front on me. Never loosing eye contactshe knelt before me. Taking both hands, she craddled my errect cock as if it were a fragile bird. kissing it gently she slowly took it into her mouth. She stopped for a moment, looked up and said "see Daddy, I'm all grown up"
It was at that moment I realized things would never be the same. She would always be my little girl, but I wasn't her Daddy any more. I had just become her Silver haired Servant.
One day we were in the back yard having our usual Sanday bar b que. She looked so happy as her and a few neighborhood kids jumped and played in the pool. As I watched her run around the pool I shouted for her to slow down and be carefull. It was then that I noticed one of the neighborhood boys starring at her perfect form. I got upset, but didn't say anything until later.
Later that night I told my little girl about little boys and their wicked intentions. "There will be a time when boys and sex will be o.k., but not until you're all grown up" She said "I know Daddy" and kissed me on the cheek, jumped off my lap and ran off to play. She was already growing up, and knew so much for a girl her age.
"Daddy! guess what"? she shouted one day. "Michelle called and wants me to stand in her wedding" Michelle was my older daughter who had become quite close to Susan." That's great news honey" She was positively beaming. Later that week the two of them went shopping for shoes, trying on dresses and making other arrangements. When she got home, she showed me all her treasures. Shoes, hairclips, her first pair of panty hose and a bra. I was a little uncomfortable. Susan was not quite fourteen, I understood the panty hose, but the bra caught be off guard. Susan was an "A" cup at best. She wore t-shirts and loose fitting tops so I had never noticed her now budding breasts.
The wedding day finally came. I was so happy for Michelle, she had been looking forward to this all her life. Susan and I got dressed and ready to go. As she came down the stairs I couldn't believe how big she was getting, soon she would be gone too. I smiles with delight. "Can you put this on"? She handed me a small pearl necklace and turned with her back to me. I reached over her head with the necklace, and as I clipped it, I bent down and pecked the back of her neck. I saw the goose bumps raise on her neck and arms. She spun around, kissed me on the cheek and walked away.A few minutes later she came back from the kitcheb with a corsage. "Can you pin this on me Daddy" I pulled the pin out of the stem and placed the flower over her left breast, as I reached inside keep the pin from going all the way through and poking her I unintentionally went all the way inside of her bra. The back of my fingertips brushed accross her nipple. It never accoured to me that she even had nipples yet, I thought they would still be inverted like most tiny girls. I tried to focus on the flower but I felt her nipple getting hurd under my fingertips. I looked at Susan in the eye and she just smiled. I felt the sturring in by groin. "You're sick" I thought to myself. I pulled my hand out quickly feeling my face turn red. " How do I look" she said. "You look all grown up. But you will always be my little girl" I did my best to control the damage. "let's go"
The wedding was splendid. Both my girls looked beautiful. I stood back at the reception wondering where the time had gone. Susan came up and asked me to dance a slow dance with her "It would be my pleasure" I said. As we danced I couldn't help but feeling we were too close. I kept looking around thinking people would read the perversion that happened earlier on my face. No one was looking at us, they were all talking,laughing or dancing. Susan kept brushing up against me. I could feel her tiny breasts pressing against me. Several times as I went to twirl her, I felt her crotch against my thigh. I could feel myself becoming errect again. "that's enough Susan, Daddy's tired"
I was sweating. I had no idea what was going on, but it had to stop.
Everyone was gone now. I had changed into some cargo shorts and Hawaian shirt and was busy doing dishes in the reception hall. Susan came up behind me and asked if she could have the car keys to put some things in the trunk. "Sure honey, my keys are in my pocket. Let me just dry my hands" She said, "I got it" and reached into my baggy short pocket. Before I could tell her it was in the other pocket she had felt all the way down and was now grabbing my cock through the lining. "that's not the keys" she said and moved to the other side. She grabbed the keys and seemed to do the same thing again. I just loked at her puzzled. She smiled and slowly walked out.
Later that night, a million things were going through my head. I hadn't seen Susan since we got home. I was beat. I just wanted to shower and go to bed.
Rubbing my hair with the towel after a much needed shower always feels good. When I took down the towel I froze. Susan was standing in front of me with a huge smile on her face. She had never walked in on me before. She had never actually been in the Master bathroom to my knowledge. I quickly covered myself with the towel." What are you doing in here" I asked. She turnned her back to me and asked "can you unzip me please" "sure, but you should knock in the future" I unzipped her dress never before realizing how beautiful her skin was. "can you unhook that thing too" she asked. I imagined her new bra was uncomfortable, the damn thing was three inches wide and had four hooks. I struggled with it a bit but finally got it undone. She turned around to face me, smiled and said "thank you for everything Daddy" and raised on her tiptoes to kiss my cheek. What happened next took my breath away. She pulled back as i bent down to offer her my cheek. Dropping the dress and the bra, she gently placed her open hands on my cheeks, kissed me soft on the lips and then guided my face down to her errect nipples. I gently kissed one and then the other, taking each one into my mouth and sucking gently. I raised my head to see her just openning her eyes and smiling. She reached down and slowely took the towel from in front on me. Never loosing eye contactshe knelt before me. Taking both hands, she craddled my errect cock as if it were a fragile bird. kissing it gently she slowly took it into her mouth. She stopped for a moment, looked up and said "see Daddy, I'm all grown up"
It was at that moment I realized things would never be the same. She would always be my little girl, but I wasn't her Daddy any more. I had just become her Silver haired Servant.
