From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story:Teaching Daddy's Girl   
      
   bobandcarole   
      
   She was sitting cross legged in front of the television in her pooh bear   
   pajamas, her big stuffed bear in between her legs, her chin resting on   
   its head. Her small, nimble fingers manipulated the game controller   
   expertly. Every so often she took a bite of the sandwich and fries   
   sitting on the plate on the floor beside her. Her long black hair hung   
   straight down her back, neatly combed and still wet from her bath. The   
   sounds of him getting ready to go out carried out to where she was   
   sitting.   
      
   Soon he walked out to where she was sitting, doing up his tie. He was   
   dressed up in a nice suit and had taken special pains with his   
   appearance. He looked down at her and smiled, "I should only be gone   
   three or four hours honey."   
      
   She looked up at him with her big, baby blue eyes, "OK Daddy. I can stay   
   up until you get home right? You promised, remember?"   
      
   Shrugging into his suit jacket he chuckled, "I remember honey. Yes, you   
   can stay up until I get home since you got all your chores and bath   
   done." He looked in a nearby mirror to make sure everything was straight   
   and in place then turned back to her, "I have to leave honey so give me   
   a hug and kiss goodbye."   
      
   Pausing the game she bounced to her feet and wrapped her arms around his   
   waist and stood on her tip toes to give him a peck on the lips. "Have a   
   good time Daddy."   
      
   Giving her a tight hug he said, "I'll try angel. Now, you be good. You   
   know the rules so make sure you follow them. If I'm going to be late   
   I'll call." He gave her a kiss on the top of the head and a soft pat on   
   the bottom before grabbing his keys and walked out the door.   
      
   She went back to playing her game. About ten minutes after he left she   
   saved the game and shut off the consol. After taking her plate into the   
   kitchen and putting it in the dishwasher she walked back into the living   
   room. She looked out the front windows up and down the street a couple   
   times. Nope, no sign of him coming back. If he had forgotten something   
   he would have been back by now. A knot of apprehension twisted her   
   insides and her mouth was dry. What she was going to do wasn't strictly   
   forbidden but she didn't think Daddy would like it if he knew.   
      
   Standing at the window, she watched the street fro another 15 minutes or   
   so, butterflies loose in her stomach and shaking slightly. When she was   
   positive he wasn't going to return she stepped over to the entertainment   
   center and knelt down. Daddy had never forbidden her to look in the   
   bottom cabinet but it was always kept locked. Last night, it seemed, he   
   had forgotten to lock it up after he was done watching the movies he   
   kept in there. With shaking hands she opened the door and started to   
   pull the movies out. She examined each box carefully before setting it   
   aside. Each of them showed people in some kind of sexual position and   
   was very graphic. Her stomach was in a tight ball and that place between   
   her legs tingled and itched as she looked at the men and women doing   
   things she didn't know they could do. She stared particularly hard at   
   the naked mens' genitallia She had seen her Daddy naked before but it   
   seemed to be different then these pictures. In the pictures all the   
   mens' 'things' were long, hard and stuck out or up. When she had seen   
   Daddys' it was small, kinda' shriveled and just kind of hung down.   
      
   After looking carefully at the boxes several times, to build up her   
   courage, she picked out one called 'Bad Girls'. Carefully, she put the   
   cases back just the way she had found them then put the movie in the DVD   
   player and sat in Daddys' chair to watch.   
      
   Setting in the chair with her feet flat on the cushion and her toes   
   clutching the edge of it, arms wrapped around her legs, she stared   
   raptly at the screen, mouth hanging slightly open. Before this moment   
   she had never really been exposed to sex except what was on TV, so   
   seeing men and women having sex in various positions was shocking to say   
   the least yet exciting as well. That itchy/tingle between her legs had   
   increased and she seemed to be a little wet down there as well.   
      
   When the first movie ended she quickly found another one and settled   
   back into the chair to watch it. She was so intent in watching the movie   
   that she completely lost track of time.   
      
   He pulled the car into the garage and shut off the purring motor. When   
   he got out he stretched and yawned. It had been a long and boring   
   business dinner and he was glad it was over. When he let himself into   
   the house it was quiet and the lights were off. He could hear the TV   
   playing softly in the living room. He assumed she had fallen asleep on   
   the sofa in front of the TV like she usually did. Taking off his suit   
   jacket and draping it over the back of the kitchen chair, he made his   
   way to the living room, loosening his tie as he went. When he stepped   
   through the doorway he stopped cold and stared, his jaw hitting his   
   chest. He could see her sitting in his chair mesmerized by the people   
   fucking on the screen. He had never forbidden her to watch his movies   
   because up to this point she had never shown an interest or had even   
   asked questions about sex. But here she was so engrossed in a hardcore   
   porn movie that she hadn't even heard him come in.   
      
   He stood there for a couple minutes, eyes flicking back and forth   
   between the TV screen and her face before stepping behind the chair and   
   clearing his throat.   
      
   The sound startled her and she about jumped out of her skin. She looked   
   up at him, wide-eyed, a guilty expression on her face, then she lowered   
   her eyes to the floor, "I'm sorry Daddy."   
      
   He grabbed the remote and shut off the movie then looked down at her and   
   smiled.   
      
   She peered up at him through her long, dark lashes, holding herself   
   tightly, "Am I in trouble?"   
      
   He picked her up and sat down; holding her in his lap, "Look at me   
   Angel."   
      
   She looked up at him, biting her bottom lip, eyes shimmering.   
      
   He smiled at her and stroked up and down her back, feeling her tremble.   
   "Have I ever told you that you couldn't watch those movies?"   
      
   She shook her head, eyes never leaving his face, "No Daddy."   
      
   "Then why should I get mad at you for it? It was my mistake for not   
   telling you you couldn't watch them." He stroked her hair gently.   
   "Answer me this though angel, why did you want to watch them? Was there   
   a specific reason or were you just curious?"   
      
   She lowered her eyes again, "I was just curious. You always have that   
   door locked and I was wondering what was in them that was so bad that   
   you had to keep them locked up."   
      
   Nodding he said, "I can understand that angel. I keep them locked up   
   because they are Daddy only movies that little girls don't need to   
   watch. But you're not in trouble angel." He peered down at her again,   
      
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