Oh Daddy, Ch 6 Happily Ever After Maybe

I awoke before Cindy did, and lay there on the bed thinking about the two of us. Our relationship had evolved into a beautiful, loving relationship between a man and a woman. Cindy was no longer just my daughter, but a woman, one I’d fallen deeply in love with. She had graduated high school and was working as a secretary at one of the big law firms in town. Christmas, was just around the corner and I wanted to do something special for her.

Suddenly I had an idea. Not only would I buy Cindy red roses, but rent a limousine and take her to one of the fanciest restaurants in town, which not only offered a great cuisine but dancing as well.

My mind went back to the time they first time I saw her in a fancy dress. It was the night of her senior prom, oh how lovely she looked. The outfit not only accented her long slender legs, but set off her emerald-green eyes as well. I recalled the light scent of her perfume which tickled my senses when I held her close and kissed her bye, telling her to have a good time.

I wondered if she had anything fancy enough to go with my black tie and tuxedo. My daydream was interrupted when Cindy stretched and yawned.

She looked lovingly into my eyes and asked, “Good morning love, did you sleep well?”

I reached out to her, pulled her close, kissed her lips and said, “You, my dear, you fucked the daylights out of me last night, and I slept like a baby.”

She flashed me a sultry look and purred, “I know you loved every minute of it too. Oooh honey, I just adore the way you make love to me.”

I smiled and then looked her straight in the eyes with a questioning stare. “Cindy, I forgive me for changing the subject, but I have a question to ask.” Her sparkling eyes glittered with sparkles of gold as I gazed into them. It was as if she could see clear to my soul.

Goose-bumps covered her torso, chills ran down her spine, and beads of sweat covered my brow. She asked herself, “Oh God, I wonder if he is thinking about asking me to marry him?” Although the idea intrigued her, she shook the notion out of her mind and asked. “What do you need to know honey?”

While trying my best not to give her the real reason why, I confessed, “Oh, not much, I was just wondering if I could take you shopping to buy some things for you? I can see it in your eyes now; don’t worry about money, it's all on me.”

Her eyes lit up as excitement beamed all over her face. She loved to go shopping and accepting his offer to pay made it even better.
She kissed my cheek and squealed, “Oh Dominick, I’d love to. When do you want to go?”

I laughed and questioned, “Good. Hey aren’t you off today? I was thinking we could go this afternoon?”

Cindy gave me a puzzled look then smiled. “Well I do need to go into work for an hour or two to file some papers. After that I’m free. How about we meet at O’Charlie’s for lunch?”

He pulled her close, nuzzled her neck and uttered, “Sounds good to me honey, let’s say one o’clock. Now come here beautiful, I want to make love to you.”

Cindy nodded in agreement, snuggled up in my arms, and ran her fingers across my chest. I could feel the heat of her hands. My mind was filled with so much emotion that I found it hard to speak. All of a sudden, a memory of Rebecca flashed through my head, and I shivered. She was the love of my life. Why it seemed like just yesterday when they’d been walking through the park, professing our love for each other while planning the rest of our lives. Never in my wildest dreams did I think she would leave me for a woman. For two years he longed for her, missing her touch, her kiss, and how they made love. Never in my wildest dreams did he think, I would ever find love again.

Cindy watched Him, and saw the distant look in my eyes, and asked, “What’s wrong dear?”

He lifted Cindy’s chin and replied, “My mind was just wandering through some memories of the past.”

She kissed my lips and said, “You were thinking of Rebecca weren’t you? I hope we can build as many wonderful memories too.”
 
He smiled and promised, “We will darling.”

As their lips met the passionate ember inside of him grew went into a roaring fire, one that consumed them both.

Cindy parted her lips allowing our tongues to do the dance of lovers. Her fingers caressed down my chest until they grasped my hard cock, and she slowly stroked it. She trembled from head to toe and purred, “Darling, I love playing with your cock. It’s so big and hard.”

He looked into her face and said, “Suck me Cindy. I need to feel your lips around it before I fuck you!”

Cindy moved down, positioning myself between my legs. While holding my genitals she flicked her tongue across my cock and balls, watching me quiver in response as a dewy drop of pre-cum formed at its tip. Next she ran her tongue across the juicy tip repeatedly. When Cindy knew I couldn’t stand it any longer she engulfed my tool and sucked it hungrily.

He bellowed, “Oooooh fuck, Cindy, you sure know how to suck cock! Ahhh slow down, I don’t want to cum in your mouth!”

She arched her back, purred like a kitten and squealed, “It’s time to ride this pony, and put it away wet!”

Cindy proceeded to move upwards until she straddled my hips. She held apart her pussy-lips, grasped my cock, and guided it into her drenched, pulsating hole.

I grabbed her by the hips as my cock entered the hole, sliding into it like a hand into a well-tailored glove. It caused her to moan loudly as my cock went deeper. Oh fuck she was tight, and the vaginal walls began milking my cock.

I gazed up at her and exclaimed, “Ooooh baby, your cunt feels so damn good on my dick! Ride me honey, harder, ooooh fuck yesssssss!”

As she rode him, he reached down and began massaging her sensitive swollen clit.

Cindy threw her head back and slammed myself down hard on my cock repeatedly. Her whole body quivered as beads of sweat rolled down her back. She knew if she kept this up, her climax would run through her like a freight train out of control.

He slid in and out of her hot hole and she watched him start toying with her sensitive bud. “That’s it baby, rub my sweet clit---harder, oh God, yessssss!”

Then Cindy did something he’d never seen her do before. She reached down, brought her left nipple up to her lips, tongued it, sucked it in, and then bit it.

Her actions sent my body reeling into high gear and I didn’t know how long I could keep this up before I blew my load. “Ohhhh God, I love it when a woman does her own nipples, it drives her crazy. Bite it again for her baby, I’m close to cumming!”

Cindy flashed me a devilish smile, and then did the same thing to her other nipple. Biting it gently at first, pausing to watch my reaction, then harder, as a climax began to surge through her body.

As Cindy’s orgasmic spasm gripped my cock like a vice, she shook so hard that he had to grab her by the hips to maintain control. I rammed my throbbing tool as deep as it could go, spilling my seed deep within her.

Afterwards she leaned against my chest and stayed there until my cock slid from her pussy.

Cindy then glanced over at the clock. “Oh no, look at the time, I’d better hurry honey or I will be late for work.”

He smirked and suggested, “Cindy, let’s take a shower together and save water!”

She threw him a questioning look and requested, “As long as it’s just a shower you can join me.”

He lowered my head and frowned. “Spoil sport. Okay, I hear you. I’ll be good this time.”

She smirked, “Promise?”

He sighed and replied, “Yes. We’d better hurry, doll, or you’re going to be late.”

They showered and dressed for the day. Cindy went to work, and He put my plan into action.

After ordering the flowers and limousine, I made reservations for dinner to celebrate Christmas at the Fountain Restaurant, a chic eatery located in the Four Seasons Hotel. I then got my tuxedo out and prepared to take it to the cleaners. As I felt the smooth material my mind went back to the last time I’d worn it.

I was standing in a gazebo in the courtyard of the old village square. The area and building had been restored to their original designs of the nineteenth century. By my side was Rebecca, dressed in an 1800’s style wedding gown. I wiped the tears from my flooded eyes and wondered if I’d wear the suit to such a celebrated occasion again. He shook that thought from his mind.

I took it to the cleaners. Afterwards I glanced at my watch and figured there was no sense me driving back home when I was to meet Cindy in an hour. So I walked to the jewelry store on the corner and picked out some emerald green earrings with a matching necklace ensemble. I told them to put it in a black velvet box and gift wrap it in Christmas paper; I’d be back at a later time in the week to pick it up.

At one o’clock sharp I was sitting in a booth awaiting Cindy’s arrival. Daydreaming of what she’d look like in a velvet green floor-length gown, like the one I saw in one of her fashion magazines at home. It was elegant and classy, which was just perfect for her; the velvety material would caress her curves. I envisioned the two of us sitting at a table in that elegant restaurant. Cindy’s long hair would be swept up atop her head with ringlets caressing her face and neck. Her earlobes and neck would be adorned with the jewelry I just purchased.

When Cindy entered the restaurant, she spotted me across the room. When the maitre’d walked up to her and asked if she needed a table she told him no, she was meeting someone, and I was there already.

She pointed out my table to the maitre’d. He escorted her over to it, pulled out the chair for her, and she sat down. He then informed them that their waiter would be with them shortly.

Cindy glanced over at me and my mind was a million miles away. She leaned over and caressed my arms, “A penny for your thoughts, darling.”

He jumped and blushed. “Oh, hi honey. I was just thinking about this dress I saw in a magazine, and how good it would look on you.”

She grinned, wondering if I’d buy her anything she wanted. Like the green velvet gown she saw in a Dillard’s window a couple of weeks ago. However it looked expensive, maybe I would, after all I did say, I was taking her shopping.
 
Cindy batted her eyes and purred, “Well, I for one cannot wait to show you what I’d like to buy when we go shopping.”

Before long the two of them ordered lunch and were sitting there talking about places to go to shopping.

I took a sip of coffee and asked, “Cindy, what’s your favorite place to shop?”

She thought for a moment, then admitted, “Dillard’s, I like it because there is such a variety to choose from when I shop there. Plus the items are not too expensive, unless you’re looking at elegant formal wear.”
I wiped my mouth and placed the napkin on the table. “Well my pretty, I think we shall go to Dillard’s. If you don’t see anything you like there we can go somewhere else.”

Cindy felt like a kid in a candy store. All of a sudden memories of her mother flashed through her head causing tears to come to her eyes. She recalled the many lunches and afternoon shopping trips the two of them used to enjoy. Cindy’s mother was her best friend, and a lot of fun to be with. Like the time they went shopping for her mother’s wedding gown. All afternoon her mother teased her about which man she’d like to see Cindy wed. Adding that maybe she should put a gown on layaway, just in case. They both laughed so hard her mother almost lost her balance. She fought back more tears, because she really did miss her mother. Why did she leave daddy for another woman she will never understand.

He saw the tears in her eyes, “What’s wrong honey?”

“Oh God,” she wiped her tears because she hated to cry in front of him. She cleared her throat and confessed, “I was just thinking about mom, and how much fun we had shopping. In a way I miss her.
 
A smile crossed Cindy’s face when she spoke. “You know something? I wish she could see how happy I am now.”

My face went white as a sheet like I was guilty of doing something wrong. “Wonder what she’d say about seeing us together like this?”

Cindy touched my arm and smiled. “Knowing mom, she’d first get mad as hell, and then after calming down, ask if I was happy. After that she’d tell you to quit corrupting your step-daughter and marry her.”

I laughed, “Yeah I bet she would at that. She was always playing matchmaker.”

They both chuckled and Cindy puts her napkin down, stared at him and said, “Well let’s go shopping. Then I can say my favorite word.”

I grinned, “Which is?”

She giggled and replied, “Charge it!”

The two of them walked arm in arm to the car laughing. In my mind, I was saying, ‘Rebecca, don’t worry your pretty little head, I intend to marry Cindy one day, after all, she’s twice the woman you have ever been.’

They went shopping and the best surprise of all came later on their special day.

On the day we planned to go to dinner and celebrate Christmas, Cindy was putting on the velvet green gown as I donned my tuxedo. Afterwards I watched her with loving eyes, fixing her hair.
When she appeared to be done she was looking in her jewelry box for something to go with her outfit.

I got the gift out of his drawer where I’d hid it, and held it behind my back and walked over to her. “Cindy, my love, you look ravishing.”

Her eyes lit up with desire and she noticed I was trying to conceal something. She buttered me up and said, “You look pretty dashing yourself darling. Now out with it, what do you have hidden behind your back?”

I brought my hand around and then gave her the gift-wrapped box, “I guess I cannot hide anything from you, huh? Open it darling, I think it will go splendidly with your gown.”

Cindy slowly opened the delicate package with shaky fingers. Inside was a black velvet box. She carefully opened it and gasped when her eyes saw the beautiful emerald jewelry. She looked at me and admitted, “Oh darling, I have never seen anything so elegant.”

I smiled and helped her with the necklace. I then stepped back to admire her. “Oh my sweet Cindy, you’re the most beautiful thing I have seen for a long time. Now we’d better be going.”

She questioned, “Yes, we should. By the way, where are we going?”

My eyes lit up and a devilish grin crossed my face, and I replied, “You’ll see, grab your shawl honey, the limo just pulled up.”

Her eyes went wild with excitement and it looked as if Cindy might pass out. “A limo, oh God, I have never ridden in one of those.”

I reached out, pulled her close so she wouldn’t collapse, and kissed her passionately. “Well Cindy, let her put it this way. I want you to have the best of everything tonight, because we are officially celebrating, the first day of the rest of our lives, together.”

Soon, the limo whisked them off to the restaurant. Cindy held my arm tightly as she looked around the vehicle. “Oh darling, I have never seen anything this gorgeous.”

I kissed her and answered, “Only the best for you my baby.”

When I escorted her into the elegant restaurant, she couldn’t get over the size or beauty of it. She held on to me the whole time for fear of passing out from excitement. She couldn’t believe her eyes after they were seated, because the first thing served was champagne and caviar.

Cindy gazed into my loving eyes, lifted her goblet and toasted, “I’ll be yours forever more, Dominick, Merry Christmas darling.”

As our glasses clicked I told her, “The best is yet to come, my precious Christmas angel.”