Chapter 3

When I woke up, I found myself naked, wrapped around an equally naked Alexandra. I thought back to the lovemaking from the night before and had to smile. Alexandra was certainly energetic in her efforts to please me, but I had not allowed the event to be one-sided. I think we both gave as good as we got.

As I lay there, I felt my bladder make itself known. I was initially in no hurry to extract myself from the arms of my lover, now, however, I felt a pressing need to do so. As I carefully untangled myself from Alexandra’s arms, trying to not wake her, she opened her eyes and smiled at me. “ Good morning sleepy head. I need to use the facilities and then you can do what you need to do and we will go out for breakfast.” She looked at me and said, “You are all I need this morning, Sir.” I looked at her as I walked into the bathroom and said “While I am happy to hear that, we need to eat. Plus, I owe Alex some playtime. I thought that she could accompany me to breakfast, and then we would find a public playground. School is in session, and it is a bit cool for the younger children this morning, so we should mostly have the park to ourselves.” I closed the door before she could respond, and got myself ready for the day. The three S’s as they always say.

Once we were both ready to go, me in a sweatshirt that said “Because I’m the Daddy, that’s why!”. Alex handed it to me out of one of the Wally World bags, and I smiled at the saying. Alex wore another short overalls, this time they were pink with butterflies on the bib and rear pockets, a lavender long sleeve t-shirt and lavender tights. She had her hair in pigtails and was only wearing lip gloss, as far as I could tell, for makeup. She looked every bit of 14, if that. Before we left the room, I pulled her into a hug and kissed her forehead. “ Little girl or not, Alex, you are gorgeous. I know this is a fun bit of roleplay, but I am keeping your I.D. on me in case someone gets the wrong idea if I can’t keep my hands off of you later.” “Okay, Daddy! Can we go to World of Waffles? I wants a smiley waffle-monster plate.” When I said yes, she grabbed me in a hug and gave me a very un-childlike kiss and whispered “ Alex is in a playful mood this morning. You may be in trouble!” Then she stepped back, looked at my crotch and giggled “You got a toy in there for me?” I looked at her sternly and said “That is not up for discussion right now, Princess. Right now we have a Waffle-monster to hunt and defeat.” She giggled, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to the door. “Let’s go, Daddy! I am hungry!”

After a few odd looks and whispers at World of Waffles, we got on our way to a local park with a large play area with a treehouse and a small cottage that seemed more like a large dollhouse. There were swings, a large sit-n-spin, zip lines, and even a 3 story spiral slide. Alex was beside herself with glee, especially since there were few children around. “Can you push me on the swing, Daddy? I wants to go higher-est than ever!” “Just make sure to not go over the top or you might float away” I said, remembering a story about a witch from my youth. “Daddy! That could never happen, could it?” she asked, looking worried. “Let’s not find out, Princess.” I said as I began to pull her backwards on the swing, using the chains as handles. I pulled her up to where her butt was at my face level and nipped at her right cheek. I let go as she turned to squeal at me and got a shriek as she realized she was swinging forward while she was looking at me over her shoulder. I kept her off balance on her swinging by sometimes pushing her on her butt and sometimes grabbing the chains to slow her down. She loved every minute, and I loved watching and listening to her having fun. Finally she got tired of swinging and wanted to explore the treehouse with me, and so up the ladder we went. It was a multi-level treehouse with rope webs and stairs and secret doors all over the place. We explored the play area for a while and then she pulled me into a ‘secret’ room behind a bookcase. When we closed the door she turned and kissed me, then darted to the other side of the table in the room. “Now youse gots girl cooties, Daddy. Only way to make them go away it to give them back to a girl the same way. I am the only girl here so you gotta catch me to get rid of them.” I looked around the room to see if there were any way to escape except the door behind me, and not seeing one, I got a big grin on my face. “Little girl, you trapped yourself in a room with the Daddy monster. I am not only going to give you your girl cooties back, but I am going to cover you in so much boy cooties you are going to need a shower afterwards. And there are no showers here, so I am going to lead you out of here and back to the motel covered in my cooties!” She looked at me and got a flushed look on her face and said “Daddy, you wouldn’t, would you?” “Little Princess, you are going to find out. Right now!” I jumped across the table and wrapped my arms around her, giving her a searing, tongue-filled kiss. “There are your girl cooties back, but before I give you my boy cooties, do you want your clothes covered or your body or just your face? I captured you, Princess, time to choose your punishment.” She looked at me and asked “ Can I rub it in, or do I have to wear it as I receive it?” “Which does my precious little Alex prefer? One way no one but you knows unless they get close enough to smell it, the other is a visual marking of my ownership, but is a publicly humiliating one. We never discussed this, so your choice will be my norm going forward.”. “ Okay Daddy, I think I should rub it in, but keep my clothes on so it can still be seen. Cover my face and chest in your cooties, and I will rub it in until it soaks in my skin and smears on my shirt.” I looked at her as I pulled out my ‘cootie nozzle’ and proceeded to spray her face and chest, after some manual priming of the pump by Alex. She even sucked on it to see if the cootie sprayer was clogged. She held her mouth open as I sprayed her down, so I gave her a taste but told her not to swallow until I gave her permission. After my part was done, she rubbed my cooties into her face and neck, and smeared the remains into her clothes. I told her to stand, then leaned in and kissed her deeply, tasting myself on her lips and tongue. I didn’t split what she had, but still I tasted. It wasn’t going into my regular diet, but I wasn’t sickened by the prospect of it being there occasionally. Alex looked both shocked and aroused at this. “Okay Princess, swallow and get ready to go to the motel. I have a discussion I need to have with Alexandria.” “Okay, Daddy! Can we slide down the slide together?” “Sure, sweetness, lets go to the highest part.” We climbed higher into the treehouse and found the slide. She had me sit down, then straddled my legs, facing me. Wrapping her arms around my neck she said, “Let’s go Daddy!” and started kissing me. We went down the twisty, enclosed tunnel, and when we popped out of the end we were startled by a voice “See officer, I told you there was a pervert here!” We looked up to see a young woman and child, and a police officer. We untangled ourselves, stood, and I asked “What seems to be the problem?” The woman, who was not much older than Alexandra, said “ You are a disgusting pervert preying on that young girl. I brought my little brother here so he could play, not get molested!” The officer looked at me and asked “ Do you have identification sir?” I told him I had both mine and Alexandria’s identification. He took them, looked them over, and handed them back. “I am sorry sir, but I have to investigate when these type allegations are made. Please enjoy your day.” “What! You are just going to let the pervert walk away?!” the woman shrieked in fury and swung on me. Her palm slapped my face with a resounding ‘CRACK’ and spun me sideways. Before I, or the officer, could react, the woman was on the ground fending of a semi-crazed Alex. She slapped the woman much lighter than mine, but far more times, saying “Bitch, don’t ever lay hands on my man in anger.” her voice that of Alexandria. That voice was obviously not the voice of a child. The woman’s little brother looked on in pity. The officer asked if I wanted to press charges, and I said not right now. The woman was trying to do the right thing, but was operating on no knowledge but only speculation. I told the officer that I would reserve the right to charges until such time I could evaluate the whole situation. He thanked us, gave me his card, and went on his way.