Sexy Fun Times/Five/Girl/Daddy
Daddy's working from home today, he only has to go to the office two or three days a week. Mummy volunteers in a charity shop and stays home when Daddy has to go in. "Good morning Princess," he says as usual.
"Mornin Daddy," you reply and climb up onto a chair to eat your cereal.
You both sit for a while; you slurping and listening to the radio, and him munching toast and reading the paper. "Dad..."
"Uhu?"
"What's a pedophile?"
"Eh! What? Why do you ask?"
"The lady on the radio said one had been sent to prison."
Daddy puts his paper down and looks at you. "You know how they warn you about talking to strange men," he says. You nod. "Well that's because some of them want to do bad things with children and they are pedophiles."
"What kind of bad things?"
Daddy sighs. "They might want to touch you in places that you shouldn't be touched."
"Like my winkle?"
"Yes, but not just there. Maybe when you are older you will understand, but I should get to work." Getting to work meant going into the dining room where his computer is. He hasn't even bothered to get dressed and is still in his PJ's.
When you get down from the table you drop your spoon and bend down to pick it up. "It's not a good idea to be mooning our Dad," he says with a laugh. He had just got sight of your bare bottom. You feel yourself blushing and when you turn to face him, you notice that he was just doing something with his willy.
Back in your room, you read a comic for a while and then you get to thinking about what pedophiles might want to touch. Obviously, your winkle and you slip a wet finger down there, wondering what it would be like if it was some man's finger, and that makes the tingle even better.
"Can I go and see Jenny," you ask when you are dressed. She lives two doors down and Daddy phones her Mum to check that it's okay. He lets you out of the front door and watches you run down the street and gives you a wave when you turn into her front path.