“Okay, Daddy. If that’s what you think,” she said softly.
She moved over to the side of his desk, placing her hands on the edge and bending over far enough to let her ass arch out and lift the hem of her skirt up higher
Martin got up slowly. Debby could see the evidence of his bulging cock in the front of his jeans. She started to imagine him pulling out his big shaft and spanking her with his cock, which only made her giggle uncontrollably.
“Is something funny?” he asked sharply.
“No, sir,” she replied, lowering her head and waiting to see what he was going to do next.
Martin was a tall man, towering over his daughter as she bent over his desk. He had the same color hair, but kept it short, and his body was broad and muscular without being bulky. Debby felt his reach behind her and lift the bottom of her skirt up around her waist, exposing the pert cheeks of her ass in the thong that barely covered her pussy mound. The girl’s entire body trembled as her father’s large hand slipped over the inside of her warm thigh and began moving upward, ever so slowly.
“Daddy, you’re killing me,” she rasped, barely above a whisper.
The tips of his fingers barely brushed the edge of her aching mound as his hand moved higher, finally cupping one, bare cheek of her ass. He just let his hand rest there a moment or two before he started to squeeze and knead her flesh.
“I didn’t even know you owned panties as slutty as this,” he told her, his voice husky.
“You should come into my room more often,” Debby suggested hopefully.
“Hmm, I suppose I’ll have to. Just to see what kind of slutwear you keep hidden away. You shouldn’t keep secrets from your father, young lady.”
“I won’t, Daddy, I promise.”
Debby’s pussy started pulsing with juicy heat while her father continued to fondle the bare cheek of her ass.
“In that case, explain why you were flashing your panties at me in class.”
“Cuz I wanted you to like them.”
“Hmm, and why was that so important to you?”
“I…can’t say.”
Debby felt a sharp, sudden swat across her ass by her father’s open palm. It came completely by surprise and was hard enough to make her eyes water. The smack stung, yet it felt amazing and her pussy was beginning to leak juice into the gusset of her tiny panties.
“No secrets from Daddy, remember?” Martin growled.
“But, Daddy…” Her weak protest was met with another hard, sudden smack across her ass. Then another before she had a chance to catch her breath.
“Okay, okay,” she finally surrendered. “Ever since I could feel you get hard for me I just wanted to get you hard again.”
“That’s dirty,” Martin told her. “But at least you’re being honest.”
“Yes, Dad.”
He then swatted her ass firmly across each cheek several times, raising a hot sting to the surface of her fine, young skin. Debby felt like her ass was on fire now, and she was afraid her cunt juices were on the verge of running past her thong and wetting her legs. She never realized how good being smacked on her ass could feel. Chancing a sidelong glance at the front of her father’s pants, she could see that his bulge was even bigger and harder than before.