Chloe And Her Dad: Chapter 8

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Her dad was in the car to greet her. His meetings had finished early and he was eager to spend the weekend with his daughter.

"How'd it go?" he asked as she slid in beside him.

"Umm, ok," Chloe said still whirling from the day's experience. She didn't know how much to talk to him about.

He seemed to know everything. "I want to take you out for a Saturday night special dinner. I'd like to make this a regular thing with us," he was saying.

Chloe still felt all warm and kinda of dizzy from the session. Her pussy felt especially sensitive.

"I got you, thanks to Nancy, some very special hose to wear for our Saturday dinner out. They're very sheer. I'm sure you'll love them."

"What do I have to wear?" Chloe asked.

"No, it's never what you HAVE to wear!" her dad answered rather quickly. "I want you to dress up but only in what YOU want to wear!"

Chloe smiled and hugged her dad. He was the greatest. "Ok I'll be ready in an hour!"

Once they got back to the house it took Chloe a long time to decide what to wear. It wasn't that she didn't have a selection to choose from. It was more what did she feel like wearing. She turned all logical and started with the pantyhose that her father had given her. She carefully put them on. They were so sheer! And they felt fantastic! She took Nancy's advice and didn't wear underwear with the pantyhose. It was amazing how sexy she felt with her pussy bare and just wearing the hose. Now she looked in her closet. She thought maybe something colorful and kinda tight would best suit her tonight. She had a sleeveless dress that was all satiny. It came to a few inches above her knees. Yes! that was perfect she decided. She tried it on with some heels. It was a greenish-blue sort of tiger print satin. Just right she thought. She spent time on her makeup knowing that her dad would like that.

She changed her mind at the last minute and chose a pair of higher heels that she hadn't worn before; they were really high. She felt like strutting tonight.

When her dad saw her, he gasped, and she knew she looked good. The rest of the night was a blur of being treated like a princess. She loved walking down to the car knowing her dad was watching her every move. And the reaction of the limousine driver was enough to let her dream for nights on end! Then the host at the restaurant gave them very special treatment showing them to a choice table in a semiprivate part of the club. Her dad ordered a bottle of champagne and let her have a glass. The blur got even stronger. When he asked her to dance, she seemed to float on the dance floor. For the first time she felt a flutter in her lower parts that went right to her head. Yet it affected her whole body. She became aware of her father's body as they were dancing. From the area of his crotch she felt something hard. She'd been reading about this on the computer. She promised herself to investigate more when she was alone.

When they got back to the table Chloe was all flushed. "Are you liking being out here with your ol' dad?" he asked as they sat down.

"Oh yeah! I really am," Chloe said almost too quickly.

"Good," responded her father. "Even though I seem to be so caught up in my work, I want you to know how much I love that you are here now."

"Yeah, I've missed you too, " Chloe said in a wise voice. "And I love all the stuff you have gotten for me!"

"Oh there's lots more where that comes from," he said. They both grinned.

They went home after a fantastic chocolate mousse dessert. Her dad kissed her good night and she went straight to bed.

The next day was a quiet one. Actually Chloe wished for it to be Monday when her father would be at work. But this gave her a chance to ask her dad, "When can I have my own computer? You know I'll need one for school."

"Oh, yeah! We'd better get you your own! Gosh, how could I have forgotten that?" he responded. "I'll get Nancy to arrange for one to be delivered to you this week!"

"Gee, thanks, dad!" and Chloe hugged him tightly. She was wearing a perfume that he particularly liked.

"Sure, sweetums!" he hugged her back.

When they had broken their embrace he said, "This coming week is really busy for me. I hope you won't feel too abandoned. I have meetings up the wazoo practically every night. And this coming weekend I will be gone. I have Nancy who will look after you. But you're welcome to have a sleep over if you want."

That was all Chloe needed to begin making some calls that night. This was going to be quite the week.

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