Daddy, I love you. (HER story)

I am sitting there laughing at my friend playing around with her boyfriend on my phone. The sun is shining through the bay window; making me feel warm and relaxed. I look up from my phone towards my dad and give him a smile. He always made sure that I was happy, and I knew that just by smiling, he would be happy.

"Good morning, Frank!"

Joshua, his work assistant, or apprentice as they are now called was sneaking up behind him. "Morning, Joshua." He answered as he jumped and spill coffee all over himself. I couldn't help but laugh slightly.

Joshua was of average build, average height with blonde hair and always wanting to be noticed. I liked being around him. I would enjoy spending some time alone with my dad though. He is always working, and Joshua does get on my nerves.

"Right, then, we have a busy day ahead of us today. Joshua, let's go." Dad sprang from the chair he was sat upon and walked towards the door to leave.

Because he is an idiot, Josh spoke down to my dad; "Frank, I have told you, its Josh. Josh is fine." He looked towards me with a silly, cocky smile.

"I will pick you up later if you like?" Dad said as he gave me a kiss goodbye.

"Thats okay Daddy, I am getting a lift home with Kate today. She finishes work the same time as me today." I knew that he was busy today, so I asked for extra hours at the bar.

"See you later Amy!" Joshua shouted from the door as he left with my dad.

Throughout the day, I had completed coursework that needed to be handed in the following week. After all, my doctor's degree will not be completed by itself. I had managed to book my GP appointment to check my diabetes levels and I had met up with a couple of friends before work. I love my life. I have everything that I need and more. My mum died last year; but my dad has been amazing. I love him so much. Sometimes I think too much. Anyway, off to work.

I was in the bath when I heard dad come home. I was too comfortable in the warm water to stand and close the door. Fuck it, dad wouldn't look. I started to wash my body and I looked into the mirror to see if I needed to use a face scrub today. I was slightly shocked to see my dad standing there looking at me. How long has he been there? I want to know if he has been there seconds or if he was genuinely looking at me. "Go underwater and pretend you haven't seen him." my inner voice suggested. I did as she said.

I then stood up; showing all of my body. Not ashamed of it, yet, not completely happy with it. I did however want to know if my daddy was perving on me. If he wasn't "oh, well," if he was; "I like that idea." my shoulder devil piped.

I could hear my dad in his bedroom. I am eighteen and not stupid. I knew he was jacking himself off. I listened to that sound enough times to know that I liked hearing it. The fact that he was doing this to the sight of me made me feel extremely horny. I waited until I knew he had finished before I shouted; "Daddy, are you home? I am out of the bathroom if you want it."

"How was your day?" He asked me. "It was good." I replied as I walked away to my bedroom.

Dad was now in the bath. I wanted to go and have a look at what he looked like wet and relaxed. He however had shut the door. Thoughts of him masturbating to me gave me some ideas. I was so horny to this fact that I couldn't control the urges to have a play myself. I lay naked on the bed and used my middle finger to twirl around my clit; building a sensation that I knew that I liked. The more I thought about my dad wanking over me, the more intense I felt. With a thought of dad having a wank in front of me; I came, shaking with adrenaline.

The following morning was the same as every other morning. Coffee with dad and Josh flirting again. I didn't want to look at my phone today, I did want to go over to my dad and ask if he had seen anything he likes recently. I thought better of it and started to talk to Josh instead. Josh made me laugh; in a playful manner I touched his arm; while looking at my dad. I wanted to see if his attention was still on me; as it was last night.

"Daddy, can I come to work with you today?" I asked while still holding Josh's arm.

He disappointingly answered with; "I will not be around much as I am extremely busy sweetheart. You might get bored."

Josh looked at my dad and said; "Thats okay Frank, I can look after her." He then directed a question my way of; "You wouldn't mind that, would you?"

I really wanted to talk to my dad. I looked at my dad and then looked at Josh. "I will be okay with my dad, thank you." I directed to Josh.

Throughout the morning Joshua was hanging around me and my dad. I really wanted him to piss off and leave us alone. I want to see what made my dad tick in another kind of way. I wanted to sit on his desk, showing my legs and playing with my hair. I wanted to bend down and pick things up. I wanted to...well, see what turned him on.

While I was in thought, Josh decided to come closer into my space. I tried to be polite and push gently back; he carried on forwards though. I was ready to make him sing like a girl when my dad made us both jump; "Get your fucking hands off her, you can see that she does not want you to be near her!" I had never heard him shout as loud as that before. Even when I broke mum's favourite ornament as a child in temper.

Josh scolded Dad; "Woah, Mr. G, calm down. I get the picture. No need for the volume."

Before I could stick up for my dad; he rose from his chair, grabbed Joshua by the Jumper, pulled him backwards and out through the office door.

"Daddy! Daddy! please, stop. you are hurting him!" I shouted behind my dad. After all, I never saw him shout that loud, let alone drag someone. What else would he do to protect me? I needed to calm this down. NOW!

"Now go home and don't come back until you have learned boundaries!" Dad shouted again at Josh. Everyone along the hallway was now staring at us. "Go back to work, you nosey fuckers!" Dad shouted to them all.

I left the office with a; "Daddy, there was no need for that! I was handling it." It could have gone so much worse; I could feel the fear of my dad in trouble fill my eyes.

I waited all night for him to come home. I wanted to make sure he was okay and that he wasn't going to be in trouble. I had cried, I had gotten angry, I had started to panic. It was getting dark now. He still wasn't home.

I decided to call Kate. "Hey beautiful." She answered. "I heard about what happened with Josh at work. Are you okay? Your dad is such a dick sometimes!"

"Don't be like that Kate, you weren't there. Josh was being the dick." I answered.

"WHY? WHAT DID HE DO?" she was shouting down my ear. "OUCH!" i sarcastically stated. "He went in for a bit more that a chat, I didn't like it and dad sorted it before I could."

"I will kill him; I will castrate the little toad worm!" Kate was furious. We both laughed and I hung up.

Next, I called the office, I needed to see that he was still there. I needed to know that he was okay.

"Good evening, Claire speaking, how may I help you?"

"Hey, Claire, it's Amy. Is dad still at the office?"

"Yes, he is. Would you like me to put you through?" She asked sweetly. I liked Claire. Since mum had died, she has been there for us both. No matter what we wanted.

"No, it's okay, I just wanted to see that he was okay. Thanks though. Bye." and I hung up.

I fell asleep moments later and then heard a car come down the drive. I checked the time it was late! Why on earth is he this late? He is never this late!

I decided to confront him about earlier. After all, I am a teenager and to be "Worried" about your dad because you want him to fuck you is not the correct way to behave. "How could you? Why would you? What made you act that way? You totally embarrassed me!" I said in a sharp and emotional way.

Dad immediately answered with an obviously rehearsed answer; "I am your father; it is my job to protect you. My job to love you and keep you safe from any, if not all harm. I will always be the only man that will love you unconditionally without expecting anything else from you. I saw Joshua pushing himself upon you, I did my job!"

"No, you only did it because you fear your own feelings." I muttered to myself.

Dad grabbed my arm and pulled me close to him. I looked up at him as he looked down at me. He asked me what I meant about the last comment. Shit. He heard me. All I could think to say without blurting out "Fuck me." was;

"If you want to protect me so much, why do you fear coming too close? Why is it when you look at me, you turn away. As though you are not to look in my direction? As though it is wrong to look at your own daughter?" Each and every word meaning; "If you want me, why not ask or even try?"

He just stared at me with a dopy expression. Because I knew that he watched me and then had a wank; "It's okay Daddy, I feel the same way about you." Hoping that this would be a good move.

To my surprise, his left arm wrapped around my waist, his hand just grazing my ass and a soft, gentle kiss upon my lips. Finally! My inner vixen screamed within me.

I wanted him to kiss me again. I searched his eyes for a way to tell him; but he seemed to know already, and he bought me closer to him. To my surprise, he was hard and ready for me. I hadn't felt this before. With all my strength, I tried not to touch him. In fact, I didn't need to. I looked at him with a million wants to run through my body and he pushed me towards the wall and started grinding himself into my inner legs. Teasing me even more; he then lifted my legs to above his waist and I couldn't help but nee to kiss him. In fact, I want a proper kiss. So, I inserted my tongue into his mouth; to see what he would do.

"Oh, shit." I thought as he put me back to the floor. "I went too far. You stupid bitch, you should have waited until he did that! You have ruined it now!" My brain was muddled. It's wrong, yet I want it. He wants to; so, why can't we. I won't tell anyone; if that's what he is worried about.

To my relief; he held out his hand and looked towards the stairs, I took it, and we walked upstairs to his bedroom. Dad sat on the edge of the bed, and I walked to the front of him. Standing there with fear and excitement. He lifted me up so that my legs were either side of his waist and he began vigorously kissing me. Damn! I want him to be inside me right now. I know this is completely wrong; but, Who the fuck cares, no one else knows about it.

Dad ran his hands up and then down my back; one hand cupping my ass and the other running between my legs. She stiffened slightly; as the want running through me became more intense. My body naturally started grinding on him. Fuck, this is nice. I could feel my body warming; not like when i play with myself, a different kind of warm. He flipped me over onto the bed and removed my jeans. "Wow." I said as his dick came loose from his trousers. I has seen a penis before; not one this size and not one this hard. I was amazed. Dad looked and smiled; he grabbed my hand and placed it upon his shaft. I didn't need to be told what to do; I already knew what I wanted to do. I stroked him with a slight grip (as Kate had explained how to do a hand job). To my glory, dad liked it and started to tease my sex with his hands. So gentle, yet with want. I wanted more, as my body started to tingle with the pleasure. I wiggled closer to him, and he moved closer to me; the tip of my dick next to my vagina. Without thinking about things too much; me and dad started to become one. He slid himself into me. "AH" that kind of hurt.

Dad made gentle movements at first; then he was fucking me faster. I didn't know how to act or respond, and my body did hurt a little. So, I whispered; "Daddy, I love you." And he came.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" He shouted as he looked down. An instant thought of what did I wrong? Came to mind. "Oh, Amy, I am so sorry, I didn't realise I was being that rough..." Before he could carry on; I sat up, run my hand down his arm and replied; "It's okay Daddy, you didn't hurt me too much. Of course I am bleeding. It is my first time."

"WHAT!" He sounded shocked. "Why? Why? Why?" He continued. "Because I love you, Daddy. You always said that my first should be with someone that I love, trust and feel safe with. I feel all of those with you."

He sat there with his head in his hands. "Oh, no. What have I done? I have upset my daddy. I never wanted that. I love him I do hope he forgives me."

PLEASE CONTINUE TO READ PART 2 (IF YOU ENJOYED).