Chapter 3

I woke to a nice scent. I was hungry but had to empty my bladder. As I walked to the bathroom Sarah said, “Breakfast is ready, French toast.”

“Great, I just need to pee first.”

I had a little trouble starting. As the piss began to flow, I saw Sarah watching from half a step away. “Can I aim for you?”

“Ok.”

She took my penis in her small hand. Quite a bit of urine sprayed on the edge of the toilet at first, but she corrected. “That’s so cool! I wish I could aim like that! Move, I have to go.”

She dropped her jeans and panties, and I got a good look at her pussy as she voided her bladder. It was kind of sexy, watching the urine spray out of her.

“I can’t wait to use your pussy for something other than peeing.”

“Mmmm! I can’t either, Daddy. But we need to get Renee first. You probably want pants or something, when we eat on the balcony.” We giggled a little.

I went to get dressed and Sarah reminded me, “The child services lady, Anna, will be here at ten.”

As we ate breakfast I asked her, “So what do you know about where your sister went? Where did you last see her?”

“We were in the same foster home for two days, then I got sent to an orphanage until they found you. I asked Anna to try and find her.”

“It’s nine fifteen. You should have a cigarette before she gets here, then use mouthwash or something so she doesn’t smell smoke.”

“I’ve got it taken care of, Daddy. You hug me all the time, and even you didn’t know for three days.”

At 9:55 I realized something very important. She’d be there any second! “The bed! Sarah! Quick! Go mess up the bed in your room, so it looks like you sleep there!”

At 1:20, Anna knocked at the door. She looked around the place briefly. She was in a hurry and quickly went over a checklist.

“Here we go. Sarah Dolan and Jacob Barnes, ok. Nice and clean, she has her own room, plenty of food in the kitchen. No signs of drug use. Do you have a wife or girlfriend? Boyfriend, anybody else who spends the night here?”

“Nope. I broke up with my ex last week.”

“Has Sarah been giving you any trouble? Does she do what you tell her?”

I answered honestly, “She’s mostly been good, but we’re working on a few minor things.”

She said, “Normal family. Good. You’re working full time?”

“I work at home most days, but yes.”

“That’s good. Good. Sarah, has he been treating you ok? Has he hurt you or done anything bad to you?”

“No! He’s great! I love my Daddy!” She hugged me.

“Everything looks good here. For foster parents, I would ask if they want another six month term or if they want to adopt. Since you’re her father, you can just accept custody if you want to keep her permanently. Or I can take her back to the orphanage if you don’t want her?”

Sarah looked very nervous. She chewed the edge of a fingernail.

“She’s a good kid and I love her. Of course, I want her!”

Anna joked, “This is a really nice place! Any chance you want five or six more?”

I laughed. “Not today.”

“Sign here and she’s yours. She’s excused from school until the third of next month, due to her family circumstances. That’s almost two weeks.”

As I started to sign Sarah asked, “Did you find out anything about my sister? Renee Dolan?”

“Ah, let me check.” She flipped through a thick notebook. I figured the department must be hard up for money, if they couldn’t even give their people a hundred-dollar tablet.

“Yes, Renee. She’s on a bus to a foster home in Seattle. I have the address and phone number for the family. She should be there in two days.”

“Seattle! That’s all the way across the country!”

Anna explained, “New York has sixty thousand foster children too many and lately Washington only has a few dozen too many. There’s a new program to balance things for the sake of the kids. Eight children per bedroom doesn’t help anybody but the accountants.

Sorry for the bad news, but I have to run. I have five more families to check on today. Let me write down the information for you.”

I got three pictures of it with my phone and emailed them to myself. “I got it. Thanks.”

As Anna left, we celebrated. Sarah bounced up and down. “We found her! And you’re my Daddy for real! We can get Renee! YES!”

When she settled down a little she asked, “Can you get off work to go get her?”

“I’ll find out. Just a minute.”

I called and told my boss I had a family emergency and needed a month off. He was very unhappy. “Ok, how about three weeks? Good. I’ll see you when I get back.”

I had a huge smile as I told her, “I was hoping to get a week off, but I got three!”

“Yes!”

“One little thing, I’m OFFICIALLY your Daddy now, but I hope I can still be your boyfriend?”

She kissed me and did her best to taste my vocal cords. “I love you! I love you! And now we’ll have Renee too!”

I said, “I’m very happy too. I love you so much. And I’m sure I’ll love Renee. We’ll fly there tomorrow and be ready when she gets there the next day.”

She asked, “You can afford plane tickets for us? We can really go get her? And you can get her clothes and stuff too? You have that much money?”

“Sarah, I’m a senior financial data traffic and security architect. I’m also a stockholder in a transaction processing company my father used to run.”

“So how much do you make, and what do you really do?”

“You probably know banks and big companies use computers to move money to each other?” She nodded.

“Well, I make the money move between them smoothly. If there’s a problem, the money gets stuck or moves slowly. My company gets a tenth of a percent of each transaction that works. If they move ten bucks, my company gets a penny.”

She asked, “So you only get a few cents?”

“A few cents if they move twenty or thirty bucks. But some of them move millions an hour.”

“And?”

“And that’s a lot of words to say I make a quarter million bucks a year, plus a hundred grand from my stock. I could buy us a plane instead of tickets.”

“WOW! But that all sounds kind of complicated.”

“I have an idea. Wait here a minute.” I went to the wall safe in my bedroom and made sure to lock it when I was done.

“Hold out your hands.” I passed her a thousand in cash.

“OH MY GAWD! I’m rich!”

“When you use a card to spend that much, the store uses my company to send it to their bank. My company gets a dollar. When the bank wants to send it somewhere else, we get another dollar. Understand?”

“Yeah. Cool!”

“You can’t buy a car with that, but what else would you like, to celebrate?”

“I can keep it! Really! You love me that much!”

“No, I love you much more. And you can keep it.” I kissed the tip of her nose.

“I ... I don’t know! I’ve never had more than a hundred before! Until yesterday, I never had more than fifty!”

“Well, keep it safe and let me know when you decide.”

“Pizza! Can we order pizza tonight!”

“How about we stop in Chicago on the way tomorrow, and have some of the best pizza in the country?”

“YES! I’ve heard about Chicago-style pizza. That sounds awesome!”

“And what would you like for lunch? It’s almost noon.”

“Can we get Chinese?”

“Sure! I love noodles and sauce. Spaghetti, Linguini, Lo Mein.”

“Me too!”

When we finished eating, she suggested; “I know something fun we can do to celebrate.”

“What?”

She started undressing, as she said; “Get your clothes off.”

“Excellent idea!”

“How would Daddy like to be my man-whore? I’ll pay you to do what I want. But you only get to do what I tell you.”

“Um ... I think the term is gigolo? And...”

She held out a dollar. “Kiss me, man-whore!”

How could I refuse?

She held out another dollar. “Suck my tits, man-whore.”

It was terribly wrong, but very hot. As I enjoyed several attempts at breast-feeding, she gave me some more good news. “You should know, I have the birth control implant so I can’t get pregnant for at least three years. You won’t need condoms when we make love.”

“That’s great! But I’d like to have a baby with you some day. If you want?”

“I think I’d like to have kids, but not for a long time. Maybe when I’m twenty?”

“I’m glad. I’d love to see a baby sucking your sexy boobs.”

She said, “I just wish I could smoke in here. Then you could watch me suck on a cigarette while we make love.”

The rental company charged five hundred for smoke cleanup when people moved out. I thought, ‘She’s so hot when she smokes, screw it.’

“I don’t mind if you smoke. Grab the ashtray from the balcony.”

“Really! Great!”

She led me to her room and sat on the bed. She lit a cigarette and took a big puff. SO sexy!

She held out another dollar. “Get that cock in my mouth, man-whore.”

“Yes, ma’am!”

I stood in front of her and she gave me the beginning of a great smoky BJ. I looked into her pretty blue eyes, as she sucked me. She moved her mouth off my cock and took a big puff, then slowly blew smoke on my cock as she licked the tip of it.

She laid on her belly and said, “We just need to do two more things to celebrate. You don’t get my pussy yet, but climb on. Stuff that big cock between my legs, then wet my bed with your cum, man-whore!”

I didn’t bother grabbing the dollar but slid a shirt under her.

I climbed atop my pretty little vixen, reached under her, and played with her breasts. I tickled her nipples as I stroked my cock between her firm thighs. “Yes, Sarah! So good! You’re so beautiful! I love you! AAAAAHHHH!” As planned, most of it squirted onto the shirt. Practical and efficient.

“I’m glad that was good for you. Lick my pussy until this is all gone, man-whore!” She held out a hundred!

I did my best and got her off three times before my mouth gave out. She sat in my lap with my penis between her upper thighs and French kissed me a long time. I loved her smoky kisses. I stroked her hair with one hand and squeezed a breast with the other.

“How did I ever get lucky enough to have you, Sarah? I’m so much in love, and so happy!”

“So am I, Daddy. I never thought I could love somebody this much! I can’t wait until we get Renee and you can have all of me.” We cuddled until we fell asleep in her bed.

I woke at one in the morning and let her sleep. I checked on our reservation to Chicago and saw we would get there at 11am. Next I scheduled a private jet leaving at 3 for Seattle and booked us the Presidential suite at the best hotel.

As I crawled back in bed Sarah stirred. She groggily asked, “Wha? What’s going on?”

“Good news! It’s tomorrow! Time for more sex, sleepyhead!” I tickled one of her nipples and kissed her lightly.

“Good. Mmmmm.” She closed her eyes and sucked her thumb. It was so incredibly cute! I just laid next to her watching. I could easily wait. She sucked her thumb some more and drifted back to sleep.

When the alarm went off at 5, Sarah was already awake and getting breakfast ready. She smiled as I walked into the kitchen. “Since we’re travelling today, I figured I should make a breakfast we can eat on the way. Boiled eggs, apples, and peanut butter and jelly on toast.”

“Very smart! Good thinking, Sarah! Let’s get dressed and check our suitcases.”

We just needed to make one quick stop at the bank, then we were on the way to the airport.

“Sarah, there’s one thing good parents do that I forgot. I gave you some cash yesterday, but you need an allowance. Here’s your card, it will start to work tomorrow morning. There’s a grand in the account, and you get another hundred a week. If you need more for anything, just talk to me.”

I was worried her happy squeal might be loud enough to break the taxi windows. “EEEEEEEE! I love you so much, Daddy!”

“I love you too, baby girl. And something else, so you won’t need to deal with that creepy cashier anymore. Put these in your purse.” I handed her two packs of cigarettes.

She kissed my cheek. “Thanks, Daddy.”

“There’s a carton in my suitcase and another carton at home.”

“Oh, I understand, now. They’re not really for me, there so you can WATCH me.” She giggled and smiled.

“Guilty, your honor.” I chuckled.

We got to the airport gate with 45 minutes to spare. Sarah was bored and asked, “Can I get a magazine and some candy, Daddy?”

I smiled as I sarcastically asked, “You don’t have enough money?”

She opened her purse and showed me the stack of fifty-dollar bills.

“It’s yours, spend it if you want.”

She gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks Daddy.”

She pointed to some pictures of women doing their makeup in the magazine. “If I do my lashes like this, and use eyeliner like that, I think I’ll be prettier. What do you think, Daddy?”

“I think you were even adorable in the cookie monster outfit. I love you because of what’s in your mind and your heart.”

“That doesn’t help much, Daddy. It’s pretty hard to put eyeliner on my heart or lipstick on my mind.” I laughed with her.

“Just be my Sarah, and I’ll love you forever.”

I noticed a picture of a woman putting dark makeup between her breasts, to make them look bigger. I felt myself blush as I pointed to the picture. “But trying that might not hurt.”

She slapped my arm lightly. “That’s naughty, Daddy.” We giggled together and boarded the plane.

“Sarah, do you want the middle seat, or do you want to look out the window?” I booked three seats next to each other, so we wouldn’t have a stranger next to us.