I slept like a baby. It was incredible; I had not slept like that in quite some time, and it was absolutely wonderful. Until my daughter, Lily, woke me up.

She came running into my room and started poking me on the forehead.

“Papa, Yazmin is going to take me to the park today!”

“She is, is she?” I asked, still trying to adjust my eyes to the light from the door.

Jazmin stuck her head into the room, “Hope you don’t mind. I know you have work to do, so I figured it would give you a break.”

And then she smiled. Holy Christ, what a smile. Immediately I was thinking about what happened just a couple of hours earlier, and I could feel my erection growing. I shifted in the bed while Lily ran to stand by Jazmine’s side.

“Can I go, papa?” she asked with nervous excitement.

I looked at Jazmine, then back to Lily, then back to Jazmine.

“Of course you can,” I said, then added: “but you better be a good girl.”

“I will, I will!” she cried out as she rand down the hall to her room.

“She’s in good hands.” Jazmine said, as she glanced from my face down to my pup tent. “We’ll be back later.”

With that, she gave the slightest wink, and then headed down to Lily’s bedroom. Moments later, I could hear them walking out the door, Lily happily giggling as the door closed. I jumped out of bed, and after taking a quick shower, I got dressed in my favorite sweatpants, a loose but comfortable T-shirt, and settled into the chair at my desk to get some work done.

I was on a phone call with an associate when Jazmine and Lily came back home. I saw them coming up the steps to the front door. Jazmine was carrying Lily, who looked like she was asleep. When I was done with my call, Jazmine knocked on the door and stood in the doorway.

“How was the park?” I asked.

Jazmine stepped into the room. “It was great. She had a good time. But she got all pooped out, so we left. On the way home she fell asleep, so, she is in her bed now.”

I was looking at her the whole time, my eyes locked on hers. She took another step into my room, and as she did so, she casually closed the door behind her. My eyes never left her face as she walked ever so closer. Taking slow, methodical steps towards my desk.

“How’s work?” she asked, with the hint of playfulness in her tone. She had reached the edge of my desk now.

“Good,” I said. “Just had to finish…” My voice trailing off as she walked around my desk and stood directly behind me. With her hands now resting on my shoulders, she begins to massage them. I move my head around in slow circles and as I do so, I picked up a faint scent of vanilla and lavender.

“That feels great,” I said.

“You’re very tense,” she said. “Want me to work that out?”

I nodded my head as she continued to massage my shoulders. She slowly worked her hands down my arms, working her thumbs into my muscles. She lifted one of my arms, rubbing her hands along my skin until she reached the fingers, then gently let my arm go. She then lifted the other arm and did the same thing; except she did not let my arm go. Instead, she brough my hand up to her lips and began slowly and erotically sucking on each finger.

She slowly stepped around so that she was facing me, still holding my hand next to her mouth. Then without saying anything, she guided my hand to her breast, and gently pressed my hand against her. Instinctively, my hand squeezed her breast, which was full, firm and perfectly shaped. Her nipples growing harder beneath her shirt, and I realized she was wearing no bra.

“You like that?” she asked in a wonderfully flirtatious manner.

“I do,” I said, in a huskier voice than I expected.

“Good,” she said. And then took another step closer, still holding my hand to her breast. She leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “very good.” Then she grabbed my other hand and brought it up to her other breast. A second time, she leaned in close to me, but this time she brought her lips to mine and we held a kiss for an eternity.

She broke our kiss and took a step back. My hands fell to the side, and I watched her as she began to undress. In a single move, she pulled her T-shirt off over her head, and let it drop to the floor. Her breasts were as beautiful as I had imagined them to be. Her nipples were hard, and so was I. Next, she slipped her thumbs under the waistband of her leggings, and slipped them off, leaving her standing there in just her white panties.

I stared at her for a long time, admiring the beautiful shape of her body, they way her breasts stood firm, her tiny waist, and tone legs. My eyes rested a beat on her panties, anticipating what she looked like beneath them. Would she be shaved, or would there be a patch of hair? As if reading my mind, and I’m sure she was, she tilted her head slightly, and then as she did with her leggings, she slipped her thumbs under the band and slowly slipped them off.

“Jesus,” I whispered.

“You like?” she asked. Taking a step back so that I could admire her entire body. Her completely nude body.

“Absolutely.”

She glanced down at my erection that was still hiding beneath my sweats, but very prominent by now.

“Yes,” she said, a grin forming at the edges of her beautiful mouth. “I believe you do.”