Dad and daughter: Dirty is not just a word.. There might be moments in your life you feel you are capable of doing almost anything. If you have experienced it at least once, you know that it is a full of energy state of your body and your mind. You should avoid trying the impossible during such a mood, since its unpredicted consequences might be destructive for you and for the others in relation with you. In my opinion, it is the best thing to do what relaxes you at most at such times in order to calm down. (Prev story Dad and daughter: A father helps his daughter to discover her dark side)
I was in such a mood on that Saturday morning. I had experienced it several times, that sudden unexpected changes in my favor might lead me to start feeling that way. Karen’s new role in my life was surely one of them.
I was still in my bed reviewing what had happened and I was trying to estimate what might happen. It was no surprise anymore that Karen was doing what she had to do almost in a perfect way. The complicated part to be resolved was about my feelings. I needed some more time.
She was on the way to her Mom’s according to the last message from her. So I should expect a call from Betty in a few hours to discuss Karen’s decision. I was going to tell her that we would have to support our daughter and display it to her clearly that we would be always on her side whatever would happen, which was our primary duty as parents. Betty would be happy to hear it from me that I was going to support Karen financially. She would also be pleased to know I was going to help Karen with a new job in the other firms. Betty wouldn’t approve it for Karen to stay in the same firm with Jeff. I had already planned such a conversation with Betty. It was a part of the master plan I had in my mind.
Karen would be too busy to follow the instructions she had during the day. I was not going to disturb her. I was monitoring her activities instantly anyway.
The day was long and what I needed at that moment was to find a way to relax. There were several alternatives I could use. But I had a young college girl in my mind. I checked the clock to see it was 7:49AM. It was early but I wouldn’t care. I picked the phone and dialed a number. It took long to hear a voice from the other side as I expected.
“Hello, old man.” It was a sleepy voice. Shelly wasn’t a morning person, not especially on the weekends.
“You never know how to address me, little bitch.” I answered her
“Oh, Daddy. You should remind this girl who you are more often. I haven’t heard from you for ages.” She reproached me.
“Was that a complaint?”
“Oh, no. Sir. You just don’t know how much I missed you.”
“Was that a long night?” I ignored what she said and changed the subject.
“Oh, yeah. It was a very long night, Sir.” I could easily sense the joy in her voice.
Shelly was a switch. A switch might be either a submissive or a dominant to her or his partner. I knew her for 2 years. Her father who was an ex-colleague of mine introduced her to me when she started at a college in my town. She was a young beautiful black girl. I helped her for an easy start in the town. She thanked me in a very special way as you may guess. She was full of surprises. She participated in many sessions with me. She was a decent submissive with a very high pain threshold that I liked a lot. On the other side, she might be a cruel top to her bottom, who was either a woman or a man. She was bi and she would like to deal especially with older women when she was a top.