Daddy's Sweetheart Parts 1-5: The Complete Collection

by Rachel Burns

  My cake was set on an extra table. The servants cut us big pieces, and we were told that we could have as much as we wanted.

  I was starving, so I took them up on their offer. Daddy looked just pleased with everything.

  “Thank you for inviting me to your party, Amelia.” Emily was a nice girl from school. Our daddies got along really well, and I thought that she was really nice. Today I was just like her, constantly hungry.

  “It was a surprise party. I had no idea. I am so thankful that everyone took the time to come and celebrate with me. That means a lot to me.” I gave her a hug.

  “You're welcome. I am glad to be here.”

  “I'm glad to have you here. Say, did you try the chocolate pudding? It's fantastic.”

  “I haven't gotten to the desserts yet, but the garlic bread is amazing,” Emily told me.

  “Really?” I took a piece out of the basket and tried it. “This is really good.” I dunked it in the pudding on my plate and then took another bite. “The combination is amazing.”

  Emily laughed at me and told me that she would try that too.

  The back of the house had a huge patio. When you stood in the garden, it looked like a stage.

  Daddy stood in the middle of the patio and looked over us. “I have one last gift to give my wife. We were recently at a benefit, and she saw something there that she loved. I will of course be talking to you guys about making a donation to help children less fortunate than our little girls. We have a lot to be thankful for today, especially me. My little girl turned nineteen today. This is for you, Amelia. Sit back and enjoy the show.”

  Daddy came down the steps and went to a chair. He patted the seat next to him, showing me that he wanted me to sit down.

  I went to him and sat down. He gave me a kiss on my cheek. “I want you to be happy.” He stood up and walked back to the other daddies. My friends all sat down around me.

  A clown came out followed by several tiny dogs. It was the same clown as at the benefit.

  I turned my head and smiled back at Daddy. I mouthed the words Thank you.

  The clown repeated the same show that we saw at the benefits gala. And then he asked if I would insist him.

  I went to him and told the dogs what to do. They listened to me every time, but somehow the Clown was looking away each time.

  Everyone was laughing. My friends thought that the dogs were so cute.

  After the show, we got to pet the dogs and give them doggy treats. My friends were having a good time.

  It started to get dark, and my friends had to go home to bed.

  Emily and her daddy were the first to leave. He had checked on her several times throughout the party to make sure that she was having a good time. He loved her so much that it took my breath away.

  My other friends mostly had older daddies. They were strict like my daddy.

  Daddy and I stood in the door and thanked everyone for coming. We’d had such a nice evening.

  Nanny stood behind us, making sure that every girl remembered her gifts that she had gotten. I felt really normal watching all of my friends leave with a bear under their arm. They were like me now.

  Once everyone was gone, I turned to Daddy and hugged him. I held him as close as I could.

  Daddy laid his hand on the back of my head. This was my favorite position.

  “I love you, sweetheart,” he told me.

  “I love you too. Thank you for everything you did for me.”

  “We were glad to do it for you. I think I got the best little girl in the whole world.”

  I yawned loudly into his chest.

  “Do I need to bring you to bed, sweetheart?”

  I nodded, rubbing my head against his chest as I did.

  “Nanny, will you please see to the servants. Amelia needs to go to bed now. She is exhausted.”

  “Of course, sir,” she answered him. “Happy birthday once again, Amelia. It was a lovely party.”

  “Thank you, Nanny.”

  Daddy walked me up the stairs with his arms still wrapped around me, holding me tightly and keeping me warm.

  I had to yawn often. “Daddy will get you to bed as quickly as he can.”

  “Daddy, I'm really tired, but I want to make love too.” I looked at him to solve my dilemma.

  “We will make love first thing in the morning.”

  “But it's my birthday,” I whined.

  “Sweetheart, you would fall asleep on me.”

  “Is that so terrible? It would be a nice way to fall asleep.”

  “Of course, it would, but I can't.”

  We were sitting on his bed in the meantime. I shifted around because I was needy. My hand reached between my legs, and I rocked into it. I had never touched myself before, at least not when Daddy could see me.

  “That bad?” he asked, gently.

  “I guess so.” I looked into his eyes to see how he was reacting.

  “All right. I'll just get you undressed.” He lifted my pretty dress away and then removed my underwear.

  Once I was naked, he laid me down in bed. He then went to work removing his own clothes. He was already hard.

  I grabbed hold of his penis and tried to maneuver it to where I needed it to be.

  He slowly entered me taking my breath away.

  “This feels so good,” I praised him.

  “I know, sweetheart.”

  “Please keep going, Daddy.”

  “I will.”

  “I want us to sleep together like this every night.” My hand covered my mouth as I yawned.

  “Hush, Sweetheart. It's time to sleep.”

  I closed my eyes and sighed at the pure beauty of our two bodies joined together.

  Daddy slowly rocked in and out of me. It was like water lapping at my body. It pleasured me without making me overly aroused.

  From one moment to the next I was relaxed, and then I started to breathe heavier. I wanted to come now.

  Daddy was rocking into me so gently, but steadily. It was working a special kind of magic on me. I felt like I was close, but if he stopped, that would be okay too.

  However, he didn't stop. He kept pace and then an explosion took place. A truly amazing orgasm surrounded me. I drove my head back into the pillow and raised my hips up into his body, wanting to keep our contact.

  My body started to relax. I was blissful and at peace. The sex had been just what I needed to go to sleep after this roller coaster of a day.

  I drifted off into perfect, guiltless sleep.

  Chapter 7 – The Fair

  Brian lay down next to his wife, thinking that it wasn't easy to be her husband. She needed him so much and on so many levels. Still, he couldn't imagine a life without her.

  She had turned his life upside down in the best possible way. She was so beautiful, especially now that she had some meat on her bones. Her breasts had gotten larger too. It was like her nipples were begging to be sucked on.

  He had to wonder how long this would go on. The joke was always that men had to beg their wives for sex and the wives often said no. With Amelia that was different, she begged him. She was open and honest about her sexuality with him.

  What man didn't want to hear that his wife thought that he was great in bed?

  Brian covered her up and decided that he would retire for the evening too. Sleeping next to Amelia was all he wanted right now. Nanny could take care of everything downstairs.

  Brian laid his arm around his wife and asked himself why he had gotten so lucky. He felt privileged to be this wonderful person's husband. He was looking forward to the rest of their lives together.

  Two people had never been so well matched as they were.

  ***

  Daddy held my hand tightly as we got out of the limousine. The school garden was all decked out for the Apple Blossom Festival. The trees were in bloom and thousands of flowers were also blooming in the garden. Baskets full of flowers decorated the stands.

  “I sure hope that I don't embarr
ass myself today.” Daddy put on a pair of sunglasses and walked us over to the others. He shook every man's hand that he saw. They all called him Brian. Daddy had made a lot of friends this school year too.

  I waved at mine as I walked next to daddy. My dress was a little tight and when the wind pushed at my body, it hugged my dress to my body. I was starting to show. In fact, I was surprised that Daddy hadn't noticed it yet.

  I was four months along. I supposed that it was normal to be rounding out now. I was careful not to eat anything fattening, but I was perpetually hungry. I was even dreaming about food.

  Somewhere there was a cotton candy stand. I could smell the sweet sugar from where I stood. “Something smells good,” I commented.

  “No.” Daddy said nothing more.

  “But I've never tried it.” I hoped that he would give in because I got him to feel sorry for me.

  “Sweetheart, when I got you, you needed to be fattened up a little. You are perfect now, so you need to maintain your weight with fruit and lots of vegetables. That stuff smells good, but it's just sugar. It won't nurture your body. In fact, it will rot your pretty teeth and give you bad energy. We talked about that before. It will leave you hungry and dehydrated.”

  There were definitely drawbacks to being married to a doctor. This was a big one. He won all fights about medical things.

  Daddy talked to his friends for a long time. He would move over to someone else and talk to them. This went on forever. Daddy's evenings were mostly for the daddies. I wished that Nanny were here. She could take me off to do something more interesting than being Daddy's arm warmer.

  The director's voice came over the loudspeakers. She welcomed everyone to her school and told us that the proceeds from this evening would go to a group that brought water to small villages in Africa.

  That set Daddy off on a long lecture about what a good cause that was.

  Daddy liked things like that. He felt that being rich made him responsible for the whole world. I was glad that he wanted to take care of things, but I wanted him to take care of me, too.

  He could at least look my way and smile once or twice.

  The stands were now open and still Daddy talked on.

  He went over to a man who was a judge, and they talked. The man smiled at me nicely. “Are you two expecting?” The man looked right at my stomach. I tried to tuck my tummy in, but that was getting harder to do.

  “Nonsense. Amelia is far to young to be having a child. She is just a baby herself.” His jaw tightened. I was afraid that he would storm off again like he had when the reporter asked him about that.

  That was clear. Daddy didn't want me to have a child. He would kill it if he found out.

  I had overstayed my welcome. It was time for me to leave.

  I looked around as Daddy explained to the man that I was just filling out and that flat tummies weren't really natural.

  It was time for me to leave my Daddy. I owed it to the baby. I would give baby a fair chance to live.

  Slowly, Daddy got interested in the stands. As one of the younger daddies here, he did well, winning two stuffed animals for me.

  He proudly told me that he had insisted that the stuffed animals be of my usual quality. He had called the director and explained to her about poisons in toys.

  The next day, we all got a letter to take home to our daddies, explaining about such dangers and promising that we wouldn't be having low quality toys at the stands.

  I got a duck and an elephant. Normally I would have hugged them and loved them with all of my heart, but today I just couldn't smile to save my soul.

  I gave Daddy several fake smiles.

  He didn't notice that my world was falling apart.

  We ate our food in standing. I figured that Daddy had spoken with every gentleman here. Daddy was especially popular.

  Lots of men thanked him for the house calls he had made. They told him that they didn't know how they had gotten by before he came along.

  Daddy was very pleased with the compliments. He said it was his pleasure to help.

  Some asked Daddy how long he wanted me to attend the school.

  “The human mind wants to study and learn new things. This school has so many benefits. I feel it would be neglectful not to educate my wife. We aren't the Neanderthals of yesteryear. I see myself as a man who has old-fashioned family values, but who also understands that my wife is a brilliant person who needs to have a purpose. I'll admit that I enjoy coming home to find her waiting for me, but I wouldn't want her to have to stare at the clock all day waiting for that moment to come. She needs to have her own friends and to have something to occupy her mind.”

  The other men all nodded after his speech. They told me how lucky I was to get him.

  I hugged the arm that was holding my hand, wondering how long I would remain at his side.

  My eyes looked around to see if there was a way out of here.

  Because the daddies were present, even more security was here. I wouldn't be getting away today.

  Girls had tried to run away from school before. They would disappear and the rest of us had to stay in our classrooms until they were found.

  Those girls sometimes screamed when they were brought back, begging to be let go and saying that they wanted to divorce their husbands.

  The husbands were called, and the girls didn't come back for a couple of weeks. When they did, they were quieter.

  The rest of us received a lecture about the sacredness of marriage. The death till us of part was a lot to ask of some people.

  I was one of the lucky ones. I knew that my daddy loved me.

  When it was dark, the rides lighted up, and we got to go on the Ferris wheel and get spun around in teacups. There were also bumper cars, but I told Daddy that those didn't interest me. The teacups had already had me dizzy. I didn't need anyone bumping into me, giving me a jolt that could hurt baby.

  I spent most of my time by the carousel. The horses were beautifully painted.

  Daddy spoke of riding lessons. Most of the girls had their own horses. I didn't want one. The carousel was enough for me.

  The daddies were invited into the school to look at the painting of flowers.

  Rose stood tall next to her daddy. She wasn't a little girl like the rest of us, but I could see that she liked the attention that she was getting. She beamed at her daddy every time he looked at her.

  I smiled at her a lot too. I was proud of my talented best friend. I just wished that she’d had more time for me lately. I needed to talk to her. She would know what to do.

  On the ride home, Daddy spoke of the evening being a big success.

  I was hard hit by the fact that we lived together, but in two different worlds. He didn't even know that something was wrong with me.

  Why couldn't he see that my heart was breaking?

  I needed him to be a normal husband who would be excited about being a father. That is; a father to a real child, not an adult woman who he was forcing to be what he wanted her to be. It was all about his needs and his wants.

  We had almost been married for a year now. He was busy looking at catalogs about different vacation spots. He wanted us to go to a sandy beach.

  I would never sit in the sand on a sunny beach. I would be gone by then.

  That night, while we made love, I told myself to enjoy it. I had no idea if I would ever sleep with him again. If we went to church in the morning, then I would take off.

  If I couldn't get away then, then I would try again at the restaurant while we ate brunch. If we didn't go to church, then I would wait a week and try then.

  I didn't want to ask for help. No one should know about our private life.

  It was going to kill Daddy, but to have others know about his sickness would break him. I didn't want to do that to him.

  In fact, I didn't want to have to choose between the baby and Daddy. I was between a rock and a hard place.

  One thing was clear. I was going to lose everything if I
left. Leaving me with nothing to give my baby.

  I decided that if I couldn't feed my baby, I would give it up for adoption.

  The adoption game was also a favorite of mine as a child. I pretended that my father gave me up for adoption and that loving parents took me in. They let me eat at the table and sleep in a warm bed. They were fantastic.

  Pretend love was better than no one at all.

  My child should know real love, with no strings attached. Unconditional love was all I had to give my baby.

  It was late the next morning when Daddy woke me. We had missed church.

  “Aren't we going to church?” I asked.

  “We were out too late last night. You needed your rest.”

  “Can we go for a walk in the garden after breakfast? You know to burn breakfast off.”

  “Are you upset about what that man said to you. You really don't looked fat. You were just too thin before. Now you are just right.” Daddy was trying to comfort me, but I could tell that he would be taking that walk with me after breakfast.

  We dressed and went down to eat. Nanny had the day off. I wouldn't see her until tomorrow morning. If this worked, I wouldn't be seeing her ever again.

  I wished I had gotten a chance to say goodbye to her. She was like my mother. Not the kind that I could confide in, but those were rare. I knew that from school. The other girls said things along those lines that their mothers could never find out about this and that.

  If I had a daughter, I would want her be open and honest with me. There would be nothing that she could say that could make me not love her. I would love her the way she was and not force her to be what I wanted her to be.

  After breakfast, Daddy took me out for a walk. He talked about the flowers. He was the tour guide again. We just didn't have anything in common.

  There was nothing that we could talk about.

  I asked him about his work. He hardly answered me, giving me the feeling that he didn't want me in that part of his life. I was just for here, at the house. I was his entertainment after a long day of work. I wasn't the most important thing to him.