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Daddy's Little Girl Comes To Work -g10


Let me first start by saying that I'm ashamed this ever happened.  I
certainly didn't want it to.  It just sort of happened.  I've
thought about turning myself in to the police, but I always chicken out
when I think about how much the truth would hurt my wife and our
family.  Here's my story, if you can believe it.

My daughter Carrie, age 10 was so excited.  Because I worked long hours
at the firm, we didn't get to spend much time together.  But today
she was the happiest I have seen her in a long time.  See, my wife
Susan usually takes care of Carrie during the day while I'm at work,
but Susan had to fly home to take care of her mother today; which meant
that Carrie had to come to work with me.

I wasn't really sure what she would do in my office during the day.
I brought her favorite toys just in case so that she would have
something to play with while I had to work.  I gathered her Barbie
dolls, and her crayons.  She was really good at drawing.

We arrived at work around 9:30.  As I walked her thru the office, I
introduced her to everyone; my boss, my secretary, and some of my
co-workers.  Everyone loved her.  They thought she was the prettiest,
cutest little girl that they had ever seen.  I smiled and nodded my
head in agreement.  She is a sweetheart.

We walked into my office and closed the door.  I liked the privacy and
wasn't an open door person, too much noise in the hallways for me to
concentrate on my work.

Carrie opened up her bag of toys, and began to play on the couch.  She
made up little stories about Ken and Barbie, how they had an argument
that day, but then they got back together and kissed to makeup.  I was
impressed with her marital knowledge.

Hours later, Carrie approached me and said she was hungry.  We walked
down to the café together and grabbed some sandwiches.  She enjoyed
her peanut butter and jelly, and I had a tuna salad sandwich.  We
talked about her and how things were going at school.  She proceeded to
tell me about one of the boys in her class, how he was always making
fun of her.  I told her that that meant he liked her.  "I don't
think so" she said in an innocent tone.  "Trust me darling, I know
boys, if he is teasing you, that means he thinks you're cute."

It brought me great joy to talk to my little girl about anything and
everything that popped into her little head.  We definitely
reconnected, and it was very much needed.

We walked back to my office and Carrie began to play again, except this
time, Barbie and Ken had new names, Carrie and Sean.  At one point, I
thought I saw her place Sean on Carrie in a missionary position.  Nah,
that couldn't be, she doesn't even know what sex is.

She must have been bored with her toys, because she asked me if she
could borrow my shoes.  "Uhm, ok honey, but be careful, they are
expensive."

She crawled under my desk where I was working, and took off my shoes,
but as she was doing that, two female co-workers of mine walked into my
office.

"Jack, we need you to sign off on this investment.  Could you just
sign these papers really quickly?"

"Sure, bring them over" I said.

I felt ashamed that my daughter was under my desk.  I could only
imagine if Carrie had crawled out from under my desk, what my
co-workers would think.  I mean, I could get in some serious trouble
over nothing.

But Carrie continued to play very quietly under my desk.

She placed Barbie on my feet, and slowly walked her up my leg.  I'm
not sure why, but something triggered my penis to become hard.  "Oh
boy" I thought to myself.  Carrie marched her Barbie on up my thigh
and bumped her into my rock hard cock.

"Owh!"

"I'm sorry Jack, did you say something?"

"Oh no, sorry, just stubbed my toe against the desk."

Carrie seemed to be curious about this bulge in my pants.  She managed
to unzip my zipper, and reach in and pull my penis out.

Damn it, what is she doing.  This is illegal, immoral, this is not
right.

Her little tiny fingers were wrapped around my cock, touching it,
feeling its smoothness.  She moved her little hand up and down,
massaging my cock, as if she knew exactly what she was doing.

How could she know what she was doing, she was only 10.  Then it dawned
on me.  She must have found my videos.  Which explained how she knew
what to do next.

She placed her mouth around the head of my cock.  Slowly moving up and
down.  She knew exactly what she was doing.  She licked it like it was
a lollypop.  There was no way she could fit the entire thing in her
mouth, but she darn sure tried.

I've got to think of a way to get her to stop.

"Jack, you look a little flush, is everything ok?"

"Oh yeah, sorry, I think I'm coming down with a touch of
something."

"Didn't you bring your little girl in with you today Jack, is she
here?"

I had to make a choice, tell the truth, that she was under my desk, or
lie, and risk them finding out, making matters worse.

"She went downstairs to check out the building.  I told her I would
meet her down there in 10 minutes."

How do I make her stop?  How do I control my dick enough to where what
my little girl is doing doesn't feel good?  The task seemed
impossible.  You can't control your cock like that, once it's being
stimulated, there's no stopping it.

Carrie was bobbing her head up and down on my cock, as I tried to push
her away from it.

"Sign here, here and here."

Oh God, that tingling sensation began.  I knew I was just a few short
seconds away from cuming.  I can't do this, I can't cum in my
little girls mouth, no, that's not right!

But the feeling kept building up.  Beads of sweat ran down my face.  My
heart was pounding, so much so, I thought it was going to beat right
out of my chest.

My cock began to twitch.  Oh shit, fuck, no.  No, this can't happen.

But it did.  My cock erupted with cum, shooting gobs of it right into
my little girls throat.  She couldn't handle it; it came out of her
mouth, and all over my suit pants.

What am I going to do?  I have cum stains on my pants, I just got a
blowjob from my daughter, and she has cum all over her.  This is awful,
I'm going to jail.  I can't believe this happened.

"Thanks Jack, that's all we needed.  We'll stop by later to see
your daughter, I heard she's adorable."

"Oh yes, she is definitely one of a kind."

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