Alex walked into the quiet house. It seemed much quieter than usual. Usually, Lexi was home and her bustling about was never quiet. Even in her sleep, she made some noise, it seemed.

So he was surprised when he walked into the living room as he was removing his tie on his way to his bedroom when he encountered Lexi. She was in the middle of the room, directly in the path to his bedroom, in a large, new chair. Lexi, though not a small girl, was dwarfed by its size, its apparent masculinity. She sat with her feet tucked under her, her tiny, white, diaphanous gown not quite hiding her femininity. Her toes, covered in soft, white stockings, stuck out beneath the edge of the cloth.

He stopped and stared. She looked up at him, her eyes luminescent. “Do you like it, Daddy?” she asked. “I saw it in the store last week and I thought of you.”

She got up with liquid grace, the gown shimmering around her waist showing legs, giving him a glimpse of where the stockings ended, a white garter holding them in place. She advanced on him, like a tiger holding its prey with her eyes. “Your old chair was so small and ratty-looking, I just had to get you this. I hope you like it.”

He had the presence of mind to take her in his arms and give her a kiss on the forehead. He slid past her and sat in the chair. It was huge, but he found it immensely comfortable. The cloth was soft beneath his hands, the cushion just firm enough without being hard. He leaned back and found that the headrest was in the perfect position for his head and he closed his eyes.

“It’s a recliner, Papa,” whispered Lexi as she pushed a button and a motor whirred to life, lifting his feet and gently dropping his back. Suddenly, he felt a vibration in the small of his back with a gentle heat emanating from that region. “It also has a heater and a vibrator for your back, Papa,” came Lexi’s voice. It was strange because her voice sounded as if it were coming from far away. Alex realized that he was already starting to drift into sleep.

Lexi adjusted the chair so that Alex was half-sitting up and crawled up into his lap, curling up around him as he relaxed. “Please say you like it, Papa,” she cooed.

He put his arms around her. “I love it, Alexandra. When I’m sitting in it, I probably won’t get any reading done like I did in my old chair. I won’t be able to get any work done, either”

“I know,” she replied. “Maybe I don’t want you reading, or watching TV, or working.”

“Hmm. What do you want me to do?”

There was a pause before she answered. “Maybe,” she said, very quietly, directly in his ear, “maybe you could pay more attention to me.” She deftly undid a button on his shirt.

“Maybe. Maybe that’s what you need instead of the spankings?”

“Maybe,” she breathed, her lips barely touching his ear. “But, maybe not, too. I may always need my Papa’s spankings.” She squirmed and undid another button.

“When you see Joey, you’ll have to thank him for helping me get the chair into the house,” she said speaking in a normal voice as she straightened up, pulling his shirttails from his waistline. “The delivery people just plopped the box down out on the deck, but Joey brought it in and helped put it together. He was the one who figured out it had a vibrator.”

“I guess I’ll have to be nice to him, won’t I?” said Alex, straightening up in the chair. “I need to change my clothes and start dinner.”

Lexi pouted, but got off of his lap. “Yes, Papa,” she said, sounding sad.

Alex stood and pulled her close. “I really like the chair, sweetheart,” he said, with all the sincerity he could put into his voice. “It’s very comfortable and relaxing. Thank you.” He gave her a kiss on the cheek, then a light swat on her butt cheek.

He started to move away from her, but she held him fast. “You’re welcome,” she said and then kissed him, her mouth and tongue working on his lips, her hand at the back of his head pulling him in tighter. As he responded, she leaned back slightly, saying, “I love you, Papa,” then kissed him again before slipping out of his arms. “You go and change. I’m going to sit some more in your new chair before you get it all broken in and broken down!” She laughed as she plopped herself into the chair, pulling her legs back up and under her, her nightie once again swirling around her, hiding her legs.

Alex chuckled, reached out, and put his hand in Lexi’s hair, tussling it gently. He bent down as she reached up her face and gave her a kiss. Still chuckling, he went to the bedroom to change. As he went in, he was aware that things on his wife’s dresser had been moved around and one bottom drawer was opened slightly. His eyes widened as he remembered what she had kept there. He quickly pulled the drawer further open and eyed its contents, doing a mental inventory, realizing what was missing. He changed and stomped back to the living room, yelling as he went. “Alexandra, get your butt into the living room now!”