a daughter's need

chapter 3

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The kiss went on for a long time and Tom's hand was running over the girl's tits through most of it. But he finally broke it off, stammering an awkward apology.

"Don't be sorry, Dad," she said. "I'm not."

He told her she was beautiful and let it go at that before turning the engine back on and continuing to drive. For the rest of the ride, Brook thought about that amazing kiss and how it made her whole feel like burning. She thought about her friend, Cindy, and her dad and was now convinced there was much more to their relationship. Brook started to daydream of having Tom touch her ass the way Cindy's dad touched hers. No matter how her friend might've blushed, she looked happy whenever it happened and now Brook understood why.

When they got to the mall, Tom pulled the car into the parking garage and they started wandering. He didn't even seem to get bored with all the stores Brook wanted to go into, and she couldn't believe the amount of money he spent on her for new clothes. She bought sexier looking outfits than she ever had before, and Tom always flipped his credit card on the counter and looked at her with a proud smile. Brook couldn't keep from blushing every time.

He finally suggested they stash the shopping bags in the trunk of the car and decide what to do about getting some dinner. They had to walk the whole length of the mall to get to their section of the parking garage. Brook noticed how many people turned their heads to look at them, which only made her feel even happier as she thought of how many people must have assumed they were like any father out at the mall with his daughter to spoil her. Yet they were a bit dressed up for a simple shopping excursion, and Brook wondered how many of them assumed they were a couple.

Brook also knew a lot of the men were just looking because of the way she looked in her mother's dress. It was far from the first time she caught men looking at her, but this time it felt so different. Walking beside her father made her feel like they could tell she was taken. She found a stride that made her perky tits jiggle with her steps, and it was exciting how plenty of men even Tom's age turned to look, but in her mind there was only one who was allowed to touch them. It made her think of the way her father had felt her braless tits through her dress earlier in the car, and she just wanted to feel that sensation again. As much as she possibly could. Even if Tom said it was wrong the way he'd felt her up in the car, he was still watching her tits and booty as much as any other guy in the mall. He didn't say anything, though, until they were in the parking garage.

The car was parked nose facing out, so Brook and her father were standing between the wall and the raised trunk lid while Tom stowed the girl's shopping bags. When he finished, he didn't close the trunk right away, leaving them together in relative privacy behind the car. The walk through the mall had left Brook with swollen nipples, and her father was trying not to be too obvious about staring at them. He wasn't being all that successful, though, but the girl just smiled happily to let him know she didn't mind him looking at her whatever way he wanted.

Once he put the last of the shopping bags in the trunk, Brook hugged her father. "Thank you, Daddy," she told him, pressing her face to his chest. "No one ever did anything like this for me ever."

Tom hugged her back, and they held the hug for a long time. Brook loved the way it felt to press her firm, young tits against her father's solid body. His hands were on the small of her back and she kept wishing he'd just let them drop onto her ass, but eventually he held her a few inches away and looked at her. Their arms were still around each other with the lower halves of their bodies still touching.

"No need to thank me, sweetheart," he told her. "My reward was just seeing the look on your face. I really like this whole having a daughter thing."

Brook snickered. "I like this whole having a dad thing."