This time I could see her breast. Her nipple was hard and dark pink. She squeezed it and moaned softly. She had to know I was watching or at lea...st listening. I started typing about what I’d love to do if it was just the two of us in the office. She twirled her nipple between her thumb and finger and gave it a tug. I told her not to worry about answering but just enjoy. As I typed she touched. I told her to play with both her breasts and she pulled back her blouse and did. I. I just love thatfeeling, makes me feel extra girly. I find and put on my high heels andnow I steel myself to leave."Daddy has one more thing for you to complete your outfit baby girl," hesays.Daddy takes out a necklace chain with a round tag on it that says"Daddy's Girl", and puts it around my neck."There you go my baby girl, now everyone will know you are Daddy's Girl.Do you like it?" he asks."Yes Daddy I love it!," I exclaim. And I do I really love it. I amDaddy's girl, and I could not be. Netti was like most of the woman in the family: friendly, bleached blonde, funny, flirty and attractive. She had an easy laugh and a playful personality. Growing up, she'd been his favorite relative. She was always willing to let the cousins get away with hell, and often as not, was the agitator.She'd been a cheerleader in high school. In the years since, she had put on a few pounds. They'd only added to her voluptuous appearance.By all accounts, Netti had been wild as a teenager and had only. "You are the nicest sexiest funniest and most lovely man I've ever met. I love you but I know if we married that within a few years all that love between us would have evaporated."I made to reply but she laid a finger on my lips."First of all there is the difference in our ages" she continued. Once again I tried to speak but her fingers stopped me."I'm 38 and you're not yet 26; in 12 years I'll be 50 and you won't even be as old as I am now. You will want someone your own age to take out, not.