After three years of bitching, one could only take so much. Yes I'll admit I was at fault to some things. I mean I did look at others, but I didn't to...ch. Unlike him. I had a wandering eye for a few women. They just always made me smile in a way he could never understand. It was more natural. More relaxing. I felt I could fall into their arms and sleep forever. I smiled at this thought and turned the music up louder. After 20 minutes of curvy street roads I was home. To my own place. He never. While I was on the phone, I was walking around the room and suddenly Daddy walked straight into my room and said, “Hi Honey, I thought you would be in bed by now.” He kissed me on my cheek and went away to his bedroom to change. I realized that Daddy did not mind me exposing myself and slowly I started to take advantage of it. Every night I started to wear my short tank top and thongs and sometimes I would even slip into bed with Daddy. Daddy would be sleeping with only his. Shirt aur Nikar pahen li aur kamre mein TV daikhne laga tabhi darwaze pe dastak hui to maine jaise hi darwaza khola to daikha usi din wali wo aurat darwaze ke bahar khadi thi aaj uske chehre pe ek smile thi aur wo muskurati hui boli sahab main aapke liye khana layi hon maine khud banya hai aub aap shahar walo ko pata nahi pasand aaye ga ya nahi maine usey undar aane ko kaha wo undar aayi aur mere liye khana nikalne lagi jitni dair wo khana laga rahi thi main us ke jism ko hi daikhta raha kya. I had to drive around a bit before I found it, but she lived in a nice house on a tree lined street. I got out and walked up to her door, noticing that someone had obviously done a lot of yard work recently. I rang the doorbell. It was one of those old fashioned twist knobs that had a REAL bell. I hadn’t seen one of those in years. I was expecting someone in jeans and a flannel shirt working from home and I was a little surprised when she opened the door wearing a.