ALL GROWN UP

Don't Leave Me

"Good morning Princess," Anthony whispered into Lisa's ear, pulling her tighter into him. She felt so warm and soft.

"Mmm morning Anthon- I mean daddy," Lisa corrected herself, blushing a little before she got another spanking for addressing him incorrectly.

It was 11 am and she had just had one of the most restful nights in a long time.

"What would you like for breakfast? Some toast? Eggs? Pancakes? Oats?"

Lisa laughed as he punctuated each question with a kiss on different parts of her face.

"Stooopppp," she cooed.

"What?? I didn't hear that clearly"

"I said stop DADDY"

"That's more like it. Okay you need to eat. I'm going to make you everything. I didn't realise you were this skinny. I need you fuller, that way there'll be more for me to eat."

Lisa blushed again...he had been teasing her all night knowing it made her shy.

He got up and went toward the door. Stark naked.

"I hope you don't mind me walking around like this," he asked pointing at his manhood.

""Umm...no I...uh...I dont uh mind it"

Noticing how much she avoided eye contact, he laughed a little and put on his shorts that were on the floor with the rest of their hurriedly removed clothes.

"You're so cute when you're flustered. Don't worry you can look at me now. Am clothed."

As he walked away, Lisa couldn't help but think how wide his back was. Had it always been like that?

.....................**Last night**......................

"Are you okay princess? Can you get up?"

"Yes...I think so."

Lisa got up on wobbly legs and reached for her towel. Everything was wet and she might have to take another shower.

"That was incredible...youre so beautiful."

Lisa was gushing. He helped her to the bathroom to freshen up as he tidied up the mess in the office.

When she got out, it looked manageable. She was all dressed and honestly didn't know what to make of what had just happened. She was afraid he would go cold like last time and refuse to talk to her.

"Ummm Anthony, I think I should get home now. It's pretty late as is."

Lisa said, watching him bent over as he picked up his documents that had somehow gotten on the floor. He turned and looked at her.

"Well you're coming with me tonight. I called your parents and told them you were so tired I took you home with me. You can head back tomorrow."

Walking towards her, he grabbed her by the waist and gave her a tight hug before whispering into her ear.

"Lisa, I want to be with you tonight."

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"What do you want to drink? Or eat maybe?"

"Umm do you have any juice?"

"Sure," he said, reaching for the mango juice at the back of the open fridge.

"I hope you like mango, it's all I've got."

Holding the full glass to her chest she walked around admiring his house. He was neat and everything had its place but it felt like it came straight out of a catalogue. Nothing too personal was lying around. Not even photos. It was hard to get a sense of who he was outside the office. Did he like music? What kind does he listen to? Does he read? Was he a sports person?