Chapter 5: Taking Care Of Daddy

On Friday, Beth and Chrissie helped Amy get the house extra clean and set the table. They made sure everything was perfect before leaving just before Frank got home. Frank was in a great mood but also slightly depressed. He had gotten the promotion he had been working towards for several years but without Jill it seemed like a hollow victory. 'Well, ' he thought, 'I'll just have to take the girls out for dinner.'

When Frank walked in the house he found Amy waiting for him in a bright red strapless cocktail dress like she was going out on a big date. 'Damn, ' he thought, 'she looks good enough to eat. She looks just like Jill looked when I first met her. When did her tits get that big?' His dick started to swell in his pants. "Going out honey?" he asked.

Amy hugged and kissed him and then handed him a Gin & Tonic, his favorite after work drink. "No daddy. I just thought I would dress up so I could have dinner alone with you," she said swishing off into the kitchen.

"Alone? Where are Beth and Chrissie?"

"They're spending the night with friends so it's just us. Go hang up your coat and tie and come open the wine."

Frank hung up his coat and tie in the bedroom, finishing half of his gin and tonic as he did so. He took another sip as he walked into the kitchen and almost choked on his drink. The sight of Amy bent over at the waist greeted him as she rummaged around under the counter for a strainer. Her ass was towards him and her dress was flipped up in the back. He just stopped and stared at the perfect globes of her ass separated by the thin strip of her thong. His brain flashed back to Jill bent over like that and he suppressed the urge to take her right there. His dick did not resist the urge and was instantly, painfully hard. After what seemed like an age, she straightened up and smoothed her skirt. "Hi, daddy," Amy said, noticing his hard on but not mentioning it. "Would you open the wine while I get the rice off the stove?" 'I'll get you off later, ' she thought.

"What are we having?"

"Shrimp Creole over rice and green beans almandine. I have Peach Melba and Irish coffee for desert."

Amy served up two plates and put them on the table. She also lit the candles and turned the lights off and the stereo on. She had put in two Montivani Strings CDs because she knew that her parents had liked to dance and neck on the couch to this music. It was romantic. Frank's head snapped around when he heard the music. "What's going on here?" he asked.

"Oh daddy, you haven't had a quiet dinner in a long time and I thought you deserved one. I know I'm not mom but I am the woman of the house now and it is my responsibility to take care of the man of the house, that's you. Now let's eat dinner before it gets cold."

They chatted quietly over dinner. Amy told him what was going on at school and with her sisters. Frank told her about his big promotion. He was going to be the Lead Design Engineer for the company. His main job would be to train and develop the other design engineers more than do the actual designing. The company had a strong hire-from-within and up-through-the-ranks policy. Amy was happy for her daddy. Maybe he would actually use the extra week of vacation and relax some. However, relaxing him was not what was on her mind right now. Thinking about fucking her daddy made her pussy itch and caused her to squirm in her seat. Her nipples were stiff from thinking about fucking and from rubbing against the inside of her dress.

Amy had spiked his Irish coffee with plenty of Jameson's and Frank was starting to feel a nice buzz. After they finished their desserts she pulled him up to dance. As they melted together, they were both thinking how good this felt. Amy liked it because it was new to her and she liked the feel of her daddy's strong body. Frank was thinking it had been a long time since he had held a woman this close. Amy was definitely a woman now. He could feel her firm breasts as they pressed into his chest. He could smell her perfume; the same one Jill used to wear. He could feel her tight ass cheeks through her dress. The fact that he knew she was only wearing a little red thong made his dick harden faster. As his dick got harder, he tried to dance farther away so she wouldn't feel it. In fact Amy could feel him and kept her body plastered up against his, gently grinding their bodies together. She could feel her nipples get even harder and her juices flow as his strong hands gently kneaded her cheeks.

Amy let her hands roam around Frank's back and then up to massage his neck. "Ooh, daddy, you're so tense," she purred. "I know what you need, a soak in the hot tub followed by a hot oil rubdown." Amy started undoing his shirt buttons and pulling off his dress shirt.

"Let me go change into my suit, kitten."

"No, you can go in your shorts. Now hold still and let me undress you. You're the man of the house and this is your evening. I am the woman of the house now and it's my job to take care of you."

"But..."

"No Buts."

Frank knew when he was beaten and just stood there. Amy pulled off his shirt and tossed it aside. She then ran her hands up under his T-shirt feeling his strong hairy chest. She made sure to rub her tits against him as she pushed the T-shirt over his head. She then knelt in front of him, undid his belt, and pulled his zipper down. Frank's massive erection was tenting his pants and impossible to ignore. Amy was careful not to touch his dick so as not to break the spell. She gazed up into her daddy's eyes as she pulled his pants down, her lips only inches from his hard dick. Frank knew that look. He had seen it in Jill's eyes so many times. It was lust, pure unbridled lust. As Frank stepped out of his pants she said, "You go get in the hot tub daddy while I hang up these things and get you a robe."

Grateful for the opportunity, Frank quickly climbed into the hot tub. He was certain that if she had stroked him even once he would have come in his pants. The hot swirling water was relaxing and Frank felt his tension start to ebb away. The only thing that didn't relax was his throbbing erection. Amy bounced onto the patio with his robe.

"Here daddy, unzip me. I think I'll join you," she said turning her back to him. Frank pulled her zipper down and Amy moved over to the patio table, turning to face him. Raising her arms over her head and wiggling her hips, she slipped out of her cocktail dress. In an instant, she was facing him dressed only in heels and a thong. Frank was speechless. All he could do was stare at her firm body and tight breasts with their pointy nipples. She turned away from him and bent at the waist as she slid the thong down her long slender legs. Her pussy lips pouched out at him just below her perfect little asshole. Amy stood up and turned around kicking off her heels and dropping her thong on the table. Franks eyes were riveted to her crotch. 'Oh my God, ' he thought, 'She shaves her pussy.'