Crossing The Lines

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥

Jannat's Pov

After a 12-hour day at the office, I'm physically and mentally exhausted.

I drive home in a fog, not really remembering anything about my day.

I'm just ready to get home to Daddy and have our time together, to push the day out from my mind and detox, to let the day go.

I pull into the garage, hop out of the car, and go into the house. When I step inside, I head for the counter in the kitchen.

My note is waiting there for me on the top of refrigerator as it is every night.

Babygirl,

Take off your clothes and put on what I have laid out for you. Dinner will be ready in thirty minutes. Until then, take the picnic basket to the living room and enjoy some free time. I'll join you soon.

Love ♡
Your Daddy.

I smile, put the note back on the counter, and stand there for a moment.

I close my eyes, take some deep, slow, cleansing breaths, and feel myself mentally shift to his babygirl.

The day slips away with all my worries.

I know nothing can touch or bother me here. I'm his and he will care for me. Give me what I need. Fill the other part of me that many don't know about.

I love my job and my career, but I love this, too. No, I need it. I don't think I could do one without the other. Faisal sets the balance in my life.

I can get stressed easily, and something about knowing I have Daddy to take care of me and centers me.

I know the moment I leave my office I don't have to think or worry about anything.

He'll always have me.

I see Daddy has laid out a pair of see-through, tiny, white shorts with a matching tank top. He's also included above-the-knee rainbow socks, which are my absolute favorites.

I excitedly undress, still basically in the entrance of our home, and feel the stress of the day wash away.

I place my work clothes in the large hamper by the laundry room and dress in what Daddy has chosen.

Once I'm dressed, I pile my hair up in a messy bun on top of my head and grab the picnic basket.

Our living area is large and has an open floor plan. I head for the spot in front of the fireplace. I want to stretch out on the plush, cream-colored carpet.

I set down the basket and sit on the floor with my legs crossed.

I feel such a sense of excitement getting ready to see what's inside. Today's anxiety has completely left my mind and all I focus on is the task in front of me.

Opening the lid, I can feel my face beaming. Inside is a coloring book with crayons, an open bottle of wine with a glass, and a small container of candy.

Normally Daddy doesn't allow candy before dinner, but I can see that tonight he's made an exception.

I pull out the items, and carefully taking the cork out of the bottle, I pour myself a glass of wine.

I take a few large gulps before placing it safely on the ledge of the fireplace.

Next I lie down on my tummy and begin to color.

The book is actually a coloring book for adults and depicts people in various sexual positions. I flip to a page of a woman licking a man's balls and go to town.