Waiting and wondering what she wanted. An hour past when I heard a soft tap at the door.Opening the door, I saw Angela in her hot little pajama shorts..., still wearing her tank top but clearly without a bra."I saw you checking me out during the movie", she said while looking down, with a look of guilt...then added "I'm going to lay down and you are going to play with my ass"Then she walked to my bed, laying down on her stomach. She looked at me with a slutty yet tired look, her beautiful hair. ..a) cut her hair and change her lifestyleb) move back home with her incorrigible widowed dadc) move to Toronto (OK, New York) and become a fashion photographerd) try women for a while (OK, sorry, Hallmark would never)d) burn her little black book and dedicate helself to the nursing home Christmas showBut this Christmas is about to become a disaster becausea) the pre-teen son of her sister has a huge holiday crushb) she’s developing a dependency on sleeping pillsc) she’s met two perfect guys. That inevitable afternoon that I should have seen coming long before it actually happened. It was just before the Christmas holidays, and Alex had sent up a few back-to-back appointments that day, since my clients would be away with their families the following week. Three guys that were friends had come in together, and they all wanted to watch each other. I tried to encourage the two I wasn’t servicing to browse around the shop, but they weren’t very interested in looking at toys and DVDs. I let my mound grind on his leg and again he stopped. “What’s wrong Daddy?” I asked innocently and pulled my head back to look into his eyes revealing my naked chest.I leaned back on his shoulder and continued to rock and grind. I could feel my Dad’s breath quicken. Good – he was having a reaction. His leg was getting wetter and he must have felt my small body shudder as I orgasmed at the thought of wanting to be my father’s fuck toy.“I love you Daddy – I would do anything for you you know.