Daddy? (Completed)

chapter 5

So I broke my word about no sex, so sue me. If you saw my man and felt everything you would jump his bones when you are horney too. Seeing daddy leave afterwards did hurt again, but I knew he had to make sure things are taken care of at his home and wake up early since he has an early flight to finish the deal with one of the customers. So I got ready for bed and texted him.

To: Daddy
From: Your Baby

Goodnight Daddy.

He texts me back.

From Daddy
To. My Baby

Goodnight Baby.

After reading the text I fell asleep until my alarm wakes me up. I got dressed and realized I never gave him the ticket number to pick it up so I called him, but he did not pick up. I got into my car and drove to the office hoping he is there. I ran inside, waited for the elevator to open to his floor, then ran to his office.

Once at his office I opened the door the see him looking around the office.

"I forgot to give you the number."

"Yes you did." Daddy says.

He is wearing a black Italian suit with a silk black dress shirt. Looks sexier than yesterday.

"Uhum." Daddy says.

I snap out of my sex trance and look at his eyes.

"Not that I do not mind you googling at me baby, but I am in a rush." Daddy says smirking.

"Uh yeah here."

I wrote down the number from the email and handed it to him.

"Did you buy two or one?" Daddy asks.

"What?"

"I should of made sure yesterday. Now come on we will just get everything once we are there." Daddy says.

"Wait I am coming?"

"Of course baby, you are my secretary." Daddy says.

And then I pick up my pace until we get to the car.

In the car I could not help, but day dream having sex with him on the air plane. And of course it seemed that he knew because he chuckled in the parking lot of the air port.

"Baby I know it sounds fun, but we are not going on a private plane for us to have sex." Daddy says.

That is when the transportation to the airport showed up and we got on.

Why does he need a ticket if we are taking a private plane?

"We needed the tickets for the books to show the IRS where all the money goes." Daddy says.

"I thought that out loud?"

"Your face said it." Daddy says.

Inside the airport we got me a ticket and it was a hassle to say the least, but now we are on the plane and the only think on my mind is the meaning of high mileage club.