Daddy's home! Hurry!

[gentlefeline]

You hear a car pull up. The door opens and slams shut.
You know that sound.
Daddy's home.
You look around the room.
Where's my lipstick? Daddy likes deep red.
You look in the mirror and make your lips red. Your face is beautiful.
Your makeup is perfect.
Your hair was just done at the salon and put up.
Hurry! He's coming.
You're wearing black lingerie under a form fitting, black, leather jumper with a tight, pencil skirt.
Your blouse is sexy and black and see through. It's French; a gift from daddy.
He's so good looking in a suit.
You feel under your skirt.
You're so horny!
You're leaking into your panties and down your leg.
You can hear his steps. He's coming up the stairs!
You dash around looking for your sexy, black, patent, fuck-me pumps.
They're under the bed. You grab them. You squeeze into them quickly.
One final look.
You adjust your tits.
Some perfume.
Oh...your leather collar!
You think:
"Oh, I hope he isn't tired."
"Oh, I hope he had an easy day."
"Oh, I hope he wants me!"
There's a knock.
It's him.
You hobble to the door in your 6 inch heels.
You open it quickly.
He says, "Hi sweetie."
You wrap your arms around his neck.
"Oh, I've missed you so much, daddy. Are you going to stay?"