How Far Will My Daughter Go? Ch. 01

"Morning Daddy."

She gives me my kiss on the cheek, and I dish up some toast for her.

"Morning sweetheart. Did you have a good night?"

"Excellent, thank you. The gang all loved my tongue piercing."

"Good." They aren't the only ones.

"Actually, I think I'll just have some juice this morning, it's still a little sore." She pokes her tongue out, and I get a tantalising glimpse of silver. "Thanks anyway."

She pours herself some orange juice and - is it my imagination, or is her skirt shorter today? And her blouse definitely looks tighter around the tits.

She quickly gulps down her drink, and heads toward the door.

"Bye...oh, oops, nearly forgot."

She comes back towards me, and to my utter surprise she lifts the front of my skirt to show me her underwear. She's wearing the black garter and stocking set I picked out for her.

I open and close my mouth, trying to say something, but no words will form.

She leans close. "I'd love to do that website, Daddy."

She gives me a gentle, but strangely lingering kiss on the cheek.

"I'll see you later."

She grabs her school bag and, on her way out of the door, winks over her shoulder at me. All I can manage is a slightly-too-late call of "Have a good day".

She said yes! She's going to model for me!

Game on.