Daddy had to go to work today. So I'm a sad little... but I'm so happy because today is the third anniversary of when daddy and I first met. When daddy and I met I was seventeen turning eighteen and daddy was twenty-two. Daddy and I had met twice before we decided to talk regularly. The first time we met was a party. A friend and I were sneaking into a college party. It wasn't really my thing but I pressured to go to it. So I went. A couples hours after we got there, my friend left me to go have s*x with some random guy. Yea.. she was that type of girl so I decided to step outside. When I got outside I walked a little bit and stopped at a bench and sat down. I looked up at the stars. Looking at the stars was an escape of mine when I had problems. All of sudden I heard someone walking from behind. I got scared and jumped up. He held his hands up.
"Woah sorry to scare you" he said. I let my guard down just a tiny bit. He walked closer and sat down. He patted the seat next to me. For some odd reason I sat next to him, not even knowing who he was. I sat ridgedly I just couldn't let my guard down. He took his jacket off and put it around my shoulders and pulled me close.
"I'm not gonna hurt you little one, you're safe with me" That was the moment I knew something would change. Thinking back I'm happy I met daddy. I wouldn't want anyone else to be my daddy. I just sat in the couch like a weirdo smiling to myself as I think about daddy, I looked at the clock and he should be home in about an hour. I jumped up and started cooking daddy's favorite dinner. Bourbon Chicken over rice.
"I know daddy will love this" I say to myself. I fixed dinner pretty quickly, I've made this dish more than once because its daddy's favorite.
Daddy walked through the door as soon as I put the plate down. I ran towards him in my polar bear outfit.
"Welcome home Daddy!!" I said. He looked at me, I saw his eyes darken a bit as he looked me up and down. I blushed a little. Daddy walked over to me and kissed me fully on the lips, hard and passionately. I kissed him back. We stayed like that for a little. I pushed him away and I think he growled a bit.
"Umm... Daddy, dinner is ready." I grabbed his hand and led him to the dining room. We both sat down and started eating. I could tell he was enjoying it. We both soon finished. Daddy got up came over to me, picked me up. Threw me over his shoulder and walked upstairs to out bedroom. Throwing me on the bed in the process while I watched him take off his tye. Taking it to tie me to the head board. I smiled knowing well daddy wouldn't hurt me and know when I told him he would stop if i was uncomfortable. That's what I loved him.