Maid For Daddy (Please Me, Daddy 3)
All I see is Tiffany; all I need is her.
“Damn it,” I mutter to myself, feeling frustrated for how I feel for this girl.
I leave my room to head back downstairs.
I grab a seat in the sunroom, waiting a few minutes before Tiffany shows up, hiding not an inch of her body from me. She didn’t bother to pick up a robe as she stands there in her tight, pink bikini.
She’s more voluptuous than I had imagined. Her full breasts stand erect in the little piece of fabric that is trying hard to keep those perky things contained. Her bottoms cling to her pussy tightly, displaying the shape of her lips. I swallow back a groan.
Fuck. She’s so fucking hot. Why did I ever believe I could control myself around this girl the second she stepped into my office…
I clear my throat.
“I believe you were right earlier. It’s not raining now, but it very well could start up again.”
She gives me a pouting look, a look that goes to show she had some type of hope for this.
“Well, we do have an indoor pool,” I inform her.
Her eyes brighten as a smile lifts her cheeks, bringing chills to my body.
“Wow. You have everything here, don’t you?” She teases.
“I sure hope so,” I say, taking a step forward to head out the room and down the hall.
She quickly turns to follow behind.
As we approach the doors leading into the pool, I look over to find Tiffany blinking in surprise; realizing one side of the hall is entirely encompassed by the indoor pool.
“My goodness, this is amazing. It must have cost you a fortune!” She gasps as I open up the glass doors for her.
“A small fortune, yes, but the privacy is priceless.”
I dare to pull her into my arms and kiss the side of her head, but I keep my distance from her for
now. I’m unsure of how much longer I can control myself with her looking the way she does right now.
“Well, are you going to take care of me… daddy?” She whispers, her voice is sweet, soft; embodying precisely what I’ve imagined she would say since I laid eyes on her. The very word I’ve wanted from her lips, and that’s exactly right, baby girl, daddy is here to take care of you.
Forever.
5
TIFFANY
I can’t believe I just called him daddy!
Sometimes, I don’t think before I speak, and this is one of those moments; but I don’t want to take the words back as we enter the pool.
There are lounge chairs and massage tables off to the right when you first walk in.
I wonder if the other maids ever come up here to give him a massage... I would love to give him one, but I should keep that quiet. That’s not something I should be saying at this very second.
“Sit down, relax for a few minutes.” His tone is firm. I can feel the wetness begin to grow in my suit.
The room is intense with heat, and I can easily see the waves of steam rising from the pool. He didn’t even mention it’s heated!
I feel spoiled.