1. Danni's Disappointed Daddy - chapter 2


    Date: 11/8/2023, Categories: Fiction Blowjob Incest Masturbation Romance Author: Limnophile, Source: sexstories.com 

    ... terribly wrong. In my mind and heart, she was my kid, even if she wasn’t genetically. I grumpily replied, “Real jobs. You need to learn how to take care of yourselves. I’ll give you a month. That’s plenty of time. Hundreds of businesses around the city need workers; cooks, child care, delivery drivers, there are lots of things you can do.”

They sighed in disappointment, then Danni said, “Fine, Daddy. But I think you’d be happier with sex.”

“I’ll be happy knowing that my daughter can be an adult and support herself. Start looking in the morning.”

A week later, Danni gave me good news. “Daddy! We got jobs! We’re going to be waitresses! We start tomorrow!”

“That’s great! What hours do you work?”

“It’s at a bar, 4pm to 1am, three nights a week. We get extra pay for working the late shift, too!”

“That’s great!”

When they got their first paychecks a few weeks later, they each gave me $300 for rent. I wondered and asked, “Can you afford this much? That seems like a lot.”

“We get a lot of tips too. People love us! We love working there!”

“I’m glad you’re finally happy to have a job. I love you, and I’m so proud of you.” I kissed her cheek and gave her a hug.

“I love you too, Daddy.”

Only two weeks later they each gave me another $300. I said, “You don’t need to pay me that much. That must be half your paychecks.”

Melissa laughed and showed me her paystub. For two weeks, it showed $950 wages and $710 in tips! I was astounded!

“How much do you ...
    ... get an hour?”

“Twenty, plus tips, and some of the guys tip a LOT! It’s loads of fun too! When there’s no work to do, we can dance, and we get free soda and snacks too! We love working there.” I made a mental note of the company name, “GSG” and the street address.

They seemed to be making far too much to be waitresses, so I became suspicious. When they were at work the next night, I looked up the company and was horrified. “GSG” stood for “G String Goodies!” It was a full-nude strip club!

I angrily drove there, preparing the speech I’d shout at the two of them before demanding they get different jobs. I parked and walked to the front door. A very large man just inside said, “$20 cover and two drink minimum. What do you want to drink?”

“Ice tea, or if you don’t have it, root beer.”

He sighed. “We have cola, beer, champagne, or shots.”

“Beer, I guess.”

“Have a seat, a waitress will bring it to you.”

Melissa walked over to me carrying two beers on a tray. She was wearing a bikini made of clear plastic! I could see her pubic hair, labia, nipples, everything! There were two women on stages dancing totally nude. One danced near me and spread her legs wide. I could see the inside of her vagina from only a few feet away!

Melly set the beer glasses on the table as I began to yell over the loud music, “WHAT THE … YOU CAN’T… YOU SHOULDN’T …” I was too upset to even put a sentence together.

Melly leaned down and talked a few inches from my ear. “It’s okay, ...
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