GF's Dad Pt. 02

Keira's eyes lit up with enthusiasm. "Absolutely, I'd be delighted to. Let's create a look that perfectly complements your captivating features."

As I settled comfortably into a chair by the vanity, Keira gathered an array of makeup products, her fingers deftly selecting shades that would enhance my natural beauty. She began by applying a lightweight primer, smoothing it over my pale skin to create a flawless canvas for the makeup to come.

"Your skin is already so radiant," she commented, her touch gentle and reassuring. "We'll enhance that glow without masking your unique charm."

With a delicate brush, Keira applied a sheer foundation that enhanced my complexion while allowing my freckles to peek through, adding to the youthful charm of my appearance. She worked meticulously, blending the product seamlessly until my skin seemed to glow from within.

Next, she turned her attention to my eyes, carefully selecting shades that would accentuate the calm ocean hue. Soft, earthy tones were chosen to enhance the depth of my gaze. As Keira expertly blended the colors, my eyes seemed to come alive, carrying an added dimension that was both captivating and entrancing.

"Your eyes are like windows to your soul," Keira murmured, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Let's make them shine even brighter."

With a precision that only comes from practice, Keira defined my eyebrows, adding structure that framed my eyes beautifully. A subtle touch of eyeliner and mascara completed the look, adding a touch of drama without overwhelming the serene allure of my gaze.

Moving to my lips, Keira selected a soft, rosy shade that perfectly complemented the natural blush of my lips. The color added a touch of vibrancy without overpowering the delicate features that defined my appearance.

"You have the kind of lips that inspire poetry," Keira commented, a fond smile playing on her lips as she completed the look.

As I glanced at my reflection, I was awestruck by the transformation. Keira had managed to enhance my natural beauty, allowing my unique features to shine while adding a touch of elegance that was perfect for the dinner ahead.

"You have a true gift," I said, my voice filled with genuine appreciation.

Keira's cheeks flushed with pride. "It's easy to work with such a stunning canvas."

With a final touch of setting spray, our makeup session came to an end. I turned to Keira, newfound confidence radiating from within. "Thank you for helping me feel even more beautiful tonight."

Keira's eyes met mine, her expression tender. "You were beautiful, to begin with. I'm just glad I could help you see it."

"Okay, let's not keep my dad waiting any longer," Keira said, her eyes twinkling with anticipation.

Hand in hand, we made our way downstairs, ready to present ourselves as the dynamic pair we had become. As we entered the dining room, the surprised yet delighted expression on James' face was priceless.

James' eyes widened with a mix of surprise and curiosity as he looked at us. "What am I looking at?" he inquired, his voice laced with intrigue.

Keira took a deep breath, her gaze steady as she met her father's eyes. "Dad, just hear us out, and please try not to get upset. Alex and I are in love, and there's something you should know."

A tense silence hung in the air, the weight of Keira's words echoing in the room. I could feel my heart racing, my palms growing clammy with nervousness.

"Dad, please don't be angry," Keira continued, her voice trembling slightly. "Alex is bisexual, and we're in a committed, loving relationship."

For a moment, time seemed to stand still. The room was filled with an almost palpable tension as James processed Keira's revelation. His brows furrowed as a range of emotions flitted across his features -- surprise, concern, and perhaps a touch of uncertainty.

A few agonizing seconds ticked by, the silence stretching on, until James' expression transformed. His stern demeanor softened, and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

"Haha," he chuckled, a mix of relief and amusement in his voice. "Sorry for my reaction, I couldn't hold it in any longer. I've known about Alex's bisexuality for a while now."

The room seemed to exhale collectively, the tension dissipating like a passing storm. Keira's eyes widened in astonishment, and I couldn't help but chuckle in disbelief.

"You... you knew?" Keira stammered, her surprise evident.

James nodded, his smile warm and understanding. "Yes, I did. And Alex, I appreciate your honesty."

Keira let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding, her shoulders relaxing. "Wow, you really caught me off guard."

James leaned back in his chair, a twinkle in his eye. "Well, it seems I've managed to add a bit of drama to the dinner conversation, haven't I?"

"Oh, Dad, you really know how to keep us on our toes," Keira exclaimed, a playful pout forming on her lips.

James leaned back in his chair, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, my dear, it's all part of my parental duty to keep things interesting."

Keira shot him a mock glare, her eyebrows raised in a mix of amusement and exasperation. "You definitely succeeded, that's for sure."

With a chuckle, James extended his arms toward her, a teasing grin on his face. "Oh, come here, you. Since I've managed to frazzle your nerves, you can sit on my lap and enjoy dinner like a little girl today."

Keira's laughter echoed through the room as she playfully rolled her eyes. "Dad, you're impossible. But fine, just this once."

Keira's laughter filled the room, a melodious sound that danced through the air. With a playful roll of her eyes, she teased, "Dad, you're absolutely impossible. But you know who's really in 'little girl' mode? It's Alex over there. Go on, let her sit on your lap. I want to see you really embracing this."

James' eyebrows shot up in mock surprise, his lips curling into an amused grin. "Well, well, well, it seems the tables have turned."

I felt a playful blush warm my cheeks as both Keira and James looked my way. With a playful glint in my eyes, I joined in on the banter. "I suppose I can give it a try if your dad is up for it."

Keira clapped her hands in delight. "Yes! This is going to be hilarious."

As I made my way over to James' chair, a mix of amusement and anticipation filled the room. With a good-natured chuckle, James scooted over to make room on his lap. I settled onto his left side, feeling a playful sense of awkwardness and a surprising comfort in the arrangement.

Keira's laughter bubbled over as she snapped a quick photo to capture the moment. "Oh, this is priceless. Dad, you're officially the coolest."

James' expression was a mix of amusement and mock solemnity. "I must admit, I never thought I'd find myself in this position. But anything for my daughters, right?"

"Wow, Alex, you're in great shape," James remarked with a grin. "But I'll admit, I'm getting older every day. Do you mind if I hold onto your waist?"

Laughter bubbled up within me, a mixture of surprise and amusement at James' request. "Of course not, Dad. Go ahead."

James carefully wrapped his arm around my waist, a playful glint in his eyes as he held onto me with a gentle yet affectionate grasp. "Well, well, look at me, making the most of having a fit daughter-in-law."

Keira joined in the banter with a laugh. "Hey, Dad, don't get too used to it. I'll make sure you keep up with your exercises."

James chuckled, his gaze shifting between Keira and me. "I can always count on you two to keep me on my toes."

"Dad?" James's voice interjected.

Keira glanced at her father, a quizzical expression on her face. "Yes, Dad?"

A mischievous glint danced in James's eyes as he turned his attention toward me. "Keira calls me Dad, Alex."

Caught off guard, I quickly corrected myself. "I'm sorry, sir."

James burst into laughter, his amusement contagious. "Relax, Alex, I'm just pulling your leg."

His hand shifted from my waist to my tummy, his touch firm yet gentle as he ensured my balance. "See, I've got you. And by the way, you can call me 'daddy' if it helps distinguish who's talking."

"Here you go, Daddy," I said softly, placing a fresh salad in front of James, determined to assist him in enjoying his meal.

"Thank you," James replied with a grateful smile, his eyes reflecting his appreciation for the gesture. As he prepared to dig into the salad, something unexpected happened. With a tender yet confident touch, he placed both of his hands on my lower abdomen. I blinked in surprise, a shiver of anticipation running down my spine at the intimate connection.

"Alex, did I help you dress up just to steal my Dad away?" Keira quipped, her tone a playful mixture of drama and teasing.

I chuckled, meeting her gaze with a knowing smile. "Well, you caught me. It was all part of my master plan."

Keira playfully narrowed her eyes, her lips curling into a sly grin. "I always knew you had a hidden agenda."

James joined in the banter, his eyes dancing with amusement. "Ah, so this was a clever ploy, was it?"

I shrugged with mock innocence, a twinkle in my eye. "Can you blame me? Who could resist such a charming father-daughter duo?"

Keira rolled her eyes theatrically, her expression a mix of faux exasperation and amusement. "Alright, alright, you win this round. But just remember, I'm watching."

"So, when do you two plan on getting married?" James asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Or maybe I should just adopt Alex. She can live here and take care of all my needs."

I chuckled, my cheeks flushing slightly at James' unexpected suggestion. "Well, that's certainly one way to ensure your needs are taken care of."

Keira playfully rolled her eyes, her tone tinged with mock exasperation. "Dad, you're impossible. You can't just adopt my girlfriend."

James feigned innocence, his grin widening. "Can't blame a father for trying, can you?"

I joined in the banter, a playful glint in my eyes. "Well, I'm flattered by the offer, but I think I'll stick with being Keira's partner for now."

Keira's expression softened, her gaze meeting mine with affection. "You better."

"Oops, I changed my mind. I think I prefer being Daddy's little girl," I admitted with a playful grin.

James' laughter filled the room, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Well, well, it looks like someone knows how to play the Daddy card."

Keira joined in the teasing, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Watch out, Dad, Alex might start raiding your fridge and asking for extra allowance."

James leaned back in his chair, his gaze warm and affectionate. "Well, a caring and loving girl like Alex I don't mind. Alex, you're welcome to join the ranks of Daddy's little girls."

James leaned back in his chair, his gaze warm and affectionate. "Well, a caring and loving girl like Alex, I don't mind. Alex, you're welcome to join the ranks of Daddy's little girls."

My heart swelled with warmth at his words, the genuine acceptance in his tone touching me deeply. "Thank you, Daddy. I'm honored to be a part of your family."

Keira's eyes shone with fondness as she exchanged a knowing glance with her father. "See, Dad, I told you Alex would fit right in."

James nodded a proud smile on his face. "You were right, Keira. Sometimes, all it takes is a little extra love to expand our family."

"Dad, would you mind if Alex occasionally wears dresses around the house?" Keira inquired her tone a mix of curiosity and playfulness.

James chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Well, as long as it's not a daily fashion show, I don't see why not."

Keira's lips curled into a satisfied smile. "Perfect, I'll make sure to keep the runway shows to a minimum."

James' gaze turned nostalgic, a hint of sentimentality in his voice. "You know, Keira, I'm glad that your brother moved out. Having two strong, beautiful daughters like you and Alex around is a blessing I wouldn't trade for anything."

My heart swelled at his words, his genuine affection for us warming every corner of the room. "I'll be your little girl, Daddy, 24/7," I said, a genuine smile lighting up my face as I leaned in to hug him and pulled out his cock from his pants. If Keira wasn't here I could ride him.

As I hugged James, Keira's gaze met mine, and she winked playfully, her eyes dancing with a mixture of amusement and approval. It was a silent acknowledgment of the bond we shared -- a bond that extended beyond the spoken words and found its expression in the simplest of gestures.

I held his cock carefully in my left hand, loving the way it felt hot and heavy and solid in my fingers, even though it wasn't yet hard. Even soft it was bigger than mine when I'm fully erect.

I gave it a soft squeeze and Daddy moaned, " So tasty," and I felt it pulse in my fingers. I wrapped my hand around it and held it firmly, using my index finger to tickle along the cockhead, delighting to feel a slippery wet bubble of precum ooze out of the tip. I used my fingertip to rub the clear fluid all over the cockhead, feeling the cock get heavier and heavier in my hand. I stroked him slowly, loving the feeling of his erection getting longer and heavier in my fingers as I slid my hands along the hot skin.

Bigger and bigger he got, until he was fully erect and throbbing. I let go of his cock and started to massage his balls, watching the big cock bounce gently as it throbbed.

Keira sat opposite us, a soft smile gracing her lips as she enjoyed her meal. I put my hands on the table to grab something when Kiera looked at us. Her eyes held a hint of contentment as she observed the affectionate exchange between her father and me. It was just she didn't know what kind of affection was exchanged between me and her father.

I wrapped my hand around Daddy's cock again and started to pull up and down, staring at the lovely sight of this stiff cock poking out of his pants. I moved my hand in a twisting motion each time it passed over his head, and he stared at what I was doing and shuddered.

"Fuck that's good," he whispered. "I won't be able to take much more."

"What was that?" Keira asked.

"Daddy whispered in my ear, 'You're my favorite girl from now,'" I shared with a soft smile, glancing at Kiera.

Kiera raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. "Oh really? Is that so, Dad?"

James chuckled a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Well, you know, a father's prerogative can change from time to time."

Keira laughed, shaking her head in mock disbelief. "I see how it is. Just remember, I'll always be the original favorite."

"Are you wearing panties?" Daddy whispered.

"Yes, why?" I replied.

Daddy put his hands under my dress and pull out my panties and put it inside her pants pocket.

"Now what?" Keira asked seeing his dad was busy under the table.

James chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Nothing major, just need to change our sitting arrangement a bit. Alex has been on my left leg for a while, so I thought I'd shift her to my right leg."

I felt his firm grip on my waist, and in one smooth motion, he lifted me, repositioning me until I was floating in the space on his cock. Then, with precision, he lowered my whole body weight onto his rigid precum-covered cock, as though handling a doll. His full length was inside me and hitting my stomach. I felt every inch of it that drilled my gut. Luckily I was prepared.

Keira burst into laughter at the unexpected maneuver, her amusement evident. "Well, that's one way to keep things interesting."

Feeling a sudden surge of warmth, I instinctively placed both hands over my mouth, stifling any sounds that threatened to escape. The room seemed to hold its breath for a moment, a mixture of surprise and shared understanding passing between us.

Keira glanced at me, her gaze a mix of amusement and affection. "You alright there, Alex?"

"I'm alright," I replied, my hands lowering from my mouth as a warm smile graced my lips. "Daddy's got quite the firm grip."

James chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, it's my duty to make sure you're safe and sound."

Keira playfully rolled her eyes, her tone teasing. "Oh, please, Dad. I think Alex can handle herself."

I nodded a playful glint in my eyes. "Don't worry, Keira. I'm in good hands, quite literally."

"You feel that?" James whispered.

"Yes, Daddy. Fill me, fill my tummy," I whispered back.

"Awkward, but I won't ask anymore. I know the answer anyway," Keira replied, her tone a mix of playfulness and acceptance as she turned her attention back to her dinner.

James chuckled, a fond smile on his face. "Well, that's settled then."

I joined in with a chuckle of my own, feeling a sense of ease settle over us. "Indeed. Now, let's focus on enjoying this delicious meal together."

To be continued...