by Writing Shark
You pick up your daughter from her friend’s house
The sun is already setting as your car turns into the street where Elise Schoomer lives with her parents. As usual, Alice is already waiting in the driveway with her gym bag over her shoulder – your daughter won’t keep you waiting – and she gets right into the car.
“Hi dad.” She hugs you and you feel her young body against yours as you put your arm around her. “Thanks for picking me up” your daughter beams at you as she buckles her seatbelt. You start the car and while Alice looks at her cell phone you take the opportunity to look at her body. You have to be careful not to arouse suspicion with your looks, but you have already practiced and your daughter doesn’t notice anything while images appear in your head.
Her young body shows itself to you under her summery clothes, you can easily see her bra under her thin shirt that covers her firm breasts and the knee-length jeans lie tight on her skin, but show enough to be able to guess what is underneath. At least you can guess. As a father, you take great care that your daughters dress fashionably but well-balanced and don’t run around like Elise the little whore. You don’t like your daughter’s friend very much, especially because you know who her mother is. But being a good father also means choosing the battles you fight, and Alice knows she shouldn’t be competing against you.
“Thanks for letting me be with Elise,” she says again, all your smart, sexy girl, and you nod. When you say nothing, your girl nervously tugs at her clothes. Pleasing you is not an easy job, you both know that, but Alice is your favorite and she understands her job well. “You’re really sweet to me.” But again, you don’t answer. You’re in thought.
Alice will be 20 in a few days but your plan has been in place for several years when you realized what a pretty girl your daughter is growing up to be. Her stunning looks she gets from her mother, her sharp intellect unfortunately from you but together with Hellen you raised her as a Winters should be raised.
In your presence Alice is always obedient, well-behaved, friendly to all people, open-minded, helpful and communicative, a real treasure and people are happy to be near her. Alice is a good girl and your favorite in the family. She takes after you.
And that is often good, but sometimes also bad, like with her intelligence that can hinder your plans and her future. Other dad’s would be proud of her cleverness, and you are, but although know the dangers that come from a fast mind with no experience. And you rightfully care. Because you are her father.
And you want to sleep with her.
It was not a spontaneous decision, but a long-considered, mature process in which your wife was as involved as much as you. When you noticed the beauty of your eldest daughter, you quickly realized the path she would take. Like her mother, she had everything to throw her life away and completely squander her full potential. You would not allow that. You already have a devoted slave as a wife and you know that this fate is better for Alice than being impregnated and abandoned by some boy and then having to watch with a child on her hands as beauty, money, happiness and her future slowly dry up like water in a merciless desert.
You know what the world is like. And you love Alice. You will not let her suffer this fate. She will live a good life, you will see to that.
Your wife sees it the same way and supports you.
You will make Alice your girl, she will remain your daughter forever and she will love it, the life you are preparing for her. And her life will begin shortly.
“This isn’t the way home” she states from the passenger seat as your daughter looks up from her cell phone. Sure she’s talked to Elise but you’ll take care of that soon too. Alice is smart, she gets that from you. Unfortunately. Intelligence is useful as long as it leads you in a good direction. Your wife is smart too, in her own way, as is your daughter, but you are the man of the house, the father and husband. You make the decisions. And it hurts you to see what you have to do to keep Alice under control. It’s easier with Hellen.
“I have something else to do with you,” you say firmly, without looking at her. You don’t like it, but only with iron determination and distance have you gotten Alice to obey you unquestioningly like the other two women in your house do. Sometimes it’s like you’re competing against yourself and where Hellen can be controlled like a puppy it’s a challenge with your daughter. And not just because you finally want to see her naked. You can’t give her the choice. Pretty girls always have a choice and they always make the wrong choice.
Yes, you want Alice despite the trouble she causes you. Precisely because she is as wonderful as she was born. What father wouldn’t want the very best for his daughter? What father wouldn’t love his daughter for who she is? But what father wouldn’t show his daughter boundaries so that she remains his sweet little girl and not some whore who throws herself at every boy who has just the hint of a penis between his legs?
It’s her strong personality that you love about her but you couldn’t show her that until now. And the result has justified the means. Alice is so eager for your approval that you can easily control her and for a few years now you don’t even have to be so strict. It is a balancing act between strictness and reward, just enough strictness to make her listen to you, just enough reward to make her want more. Your daughter is addicted to your approval, even if she doesn’t know it, and just dependent enough on you not to notice. But soon that will change. Soon her life will be even better.
Writing Shark 