Taking My Daughter Sabine - Sex Stories

Taking My Daughter Sabine

... developing breasts were hard to miss, even dressed in her school uniform, as she had been that day.

In fact she was well on her way to becoming a full grown woman.

But getting back to the kitchen.

To say that Janice, and I "discussed" the idea of Sabine moving in with me would be to imply that I had some input. I did not.

It was basically her telling me how things were going to be. She'd done the exact same thing when she'd left me, and taken my baby girl with her, and just like on that fateful day, I had no choice, but to except it.

Once she'd told me how it was, she walked out of the kitchen, kissed Sabine goodbye, promising to call in a few days, and then she was gone.

I'd stared at the front door for a moment in utter disbelief until I heard a sniff from the couch, and turned to see my daughter almost shaking with rage, as a single tear ran down her face.

"Mum's a real bitch, isn't she?" Sabine said emphatically.

"Sabine!" I snapped, "You shouldn't talk about your mother like that."

"Oh come off it dad." she shot back, narrowing her eyes in a way that suggested that had she been a cat her ears would have laid back on her head.

"She didn't even attempt to prepare you for this. In one fell swoop she's managed to turn both our lives upside down. I know that you don't like this anymore then I do, because I know that you..."

She'd choked up, trying hard to fight back further tears as she went on. "I know that you don't really want me ...

... here."

At that she completely gave up on holding it in, and just buried her face in her hands, sobbing gently.

Good God! Is that what she really thought?

I knew that I had to vanquish that misconception right there, and so I walked over to the couch, sat down next to her, and took my little girl into my arms.

"No!" she sobbed, attempting to push me away, but she was weak from crying, and I was strong with conviction as I pulled her in close to me.

"Shh, shh, shhh," I soothed, giving her a good squeeze. "No, you're wrong. Of course I want you here. I love my little girl."

"Really?" she asked uncertainly, fixing me with a questioning look.

"I will admit," I explained calmly, "That this does come as quite a surprise, but it just might be the happiest surprise that I've ever had."

She looked deep into my eyes, searching for any sign of deception, so I met her with a steady gaze, and said, "I love you Sabine. I always have, and I always will, and nothing anybody could ever do is going to change that."

"Oh daddy." she wept, throwing her arms around my neck, and laying her head on my shoulder.

I could feel my own eyes starting to tear up when she suddenly lifted her head up, and with a steely gaze demanded, "Then how come I didn't see you for all those years?"

I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I gave her a wry smile, and said, "Well, 'cause mum's a real bitch."

She laughed through her tears as she put her head back on my shoulder, seeming to accept ...