Daddy's Little Assistant (Daddy 9)

He could tell she was really self-conscious, but she did what he asked.

His heart jerked in his chest when she pulled on a light-blue bra and panty set. As he hooked the bra, he noticed it barely held her tits in place.

“Arms up.”

She raised her arms, and he slid the dress over her head and down over her hips. It fell to her ankles. She pushed her feet into a pair of dressy flat shoes and then pulled the rubber band from her hair.

He thought it was sexy as fuck when she tossed her head for her hair to fall down her back in a silky black curtain.

“Are you up for going back to the office, honey?”

“Yes. I want to keep my mind off everything.”

“We could inventory the condo when we get back.”

“I’d like to do that.”

“Okay. After that, do you want to make the list of restaurants in the city?”

A grin spread across her face. “Yeah, that sounds like fun.”

“Okay, we have a plan. We’re still going to dinner tonight, so when you’re making a list, pick one.”

He was glad to see she wasn’t shaking and had a smile on her face. He held out a hand, which she took immediately. She grabbed her bag on the way out the door.

They walked out the front door of the building.

“Thank you, Manny, for waiting for us.”

“It’s my pleasure, sir.”