“As tempting as it is to smack you in the head right now to snap you out of this, I will remind you your hot fiance is going to come bouncing out of that bedroom all sexy and eager and maybe you should get your head out of your ass so you don’t ruin the moment.”
I nodded my head. “That’s fair.”
“If we’re bothering you that much, we can pack up and leave the two of you alone. I think that’s a terrible idea because you are having a good time and being nicely distracted from some shitty circumstances. So if I were you, I’d take the teasing, apologize to Soo and Gillian for being a cranky old man, and then get laid.”
“Ok, ok,” I said, managing to laugh.
“If you haven’t suffered permanent brain damage you can join us later and probably drive our drunken asses home,” she said, heading towards her room.
“Thanks Meg,” I said.
“Name your first child after me or something,” she replied, and then also headed to her room to change.
Later Soo, Gillian and I engaged in the traditional mutual Canadian apologizing session until Meg lost her patience with it, threw up her hands in disgust, and marched off to her car. The girls and I said “have fun” at the same time and laughed. Then I was alone in the house. Well, alone and waiting for my little girl. I glanced at my watch and saw it was almost half an hour since she went to get changed. I moved towards my den, figuring she was good for another 20 minutes when the bedroom door opened up.
She walked out of the room wearing a kimono with pink and white boots showing. She was also, surprisingly, wearing a pink wig in pigtails. She was grinning.
“They’re gone?”
“Uh, yes,” I managed to stumble out.
“Good,” she said, skipping up to me. Before she reached my arms, she did a couple of quick spins, resulting in her kimono coming off. She then came to a stop in front of me. It was a pink Sailor Moon-style outfit, sans most of the middle part of the costume. The top pushed up her breasts with the bottom consisting of a tiny flared skirt around a pair of panties. When coupled with the boots and wig, she was close to jailbait.
“Wow,” I managed to get out.
“Too much?” she said, looking a little nervous for the first time. I had Meg’s words briefly echo in my ears and so I just let my mind be blown. I grinned, reached down and grabbed her ass and pulled her close.
“Just the right amount of not very much,” I said, smiling. Kitten’s face lit up and her hands went around my neck.
“Just what your Sailor Kitten wants to hear, Daddy,” she said, leaning up for a kiss. Any lingering grumpiness was gone. I squeezed her ass and I could feel her moan into the kiss. Finally, she broke the kiss and stepped back. She was flushed.
“So am I supposed to be wearing a tuxedo, mask, and a hat into bed?” I asked. She giggled.
“Maybe next time. In the meantime, carry me into bed, Daddy?” she said, shimming back and forth. After a few close calls, she’d gotten much better at asking to be carried. Besides, it was a ‘little’ thing for her. Once braced correctly, I lifted her, she wrapped her legs around my waist, and burrowed her head into my neck. As I was shifting my hands around to get a better grip I felt something.
“Are you wearing your plug?”
“Uh-huh,” she said into my neck.
“Are you sure, Kitten?”
“Mmmm hmmm,” she said, pulling back and looking at me. “I wanna play first, but then, yeah, I want my Daddy to fuck my ass.”
I wondered if this wasn’t some attempt to cheer me up, but that was the part of me that stupidly overthought things. We didn’t have anal sex often, but it was a lot of fun when we did. However, Kitten had to be in the right mood.
She was in the right mood now. I carried her into the bedroom and then dropped her on the bed. She quickly got on her hands and knees and looked at me with a pout.
“Too many clothes, Daddy,” she said.
“Then fix it, Kitten.”
With a huge smile she grabbed my belt and undid it, and then quickly pulled my pants down, but left my underwear. She then helped me take off my shirt. Finally, she rubbed her face across my stomach as she slid her hand down my shorts and began caressing my cock.
“Mmmm, my favourite toy,” she purred, then pulled down my underwear and ran her tongue across my cock. I groaned; she smiled.
“Can I suck your cock, Daddy?” she asked. I nodded, and her mouth quickly moved to the tip. She kissed it, ran her tongue underneath the head a few times, and then slid her mouth slowly down the length of my hard cock.
Kitten sucking my cock was always amazing. Sometimes I would close my eyes so that I could enjoy the sensations. I relished the feel of her mouth moving on my cock with her tongue sliding around it. The times when she looked up at me with a bratty grin and gave a little flick on the head so that she could watch my reaction. Sometimes she would deep throat me and I would marvel that such a tiny little girl could take me all in. My cock is of average length, but it is thick.