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Sexual Awakening

Sweet 17

With the fast-approaching seventeenth birthday of daddy’s little angel, I wanted something extra special for my celebration. Ever since my parents divorced, and me being an only child, I think it was extra hard for my dad.

Between me being yanked from Mom’s to his house and not having our whole family together on holidays, I think my dad struggled inside, but we fought it off like troopers. I have noticed us much closer and have found myself spending every extra minute I can with him.

I mean, I am growing up so fast, and, well, already becoming a beautiful young woman, if I may say so myself. And I know Daddy can't not notice the development happening before his eyes. Ever since I turned sixteen and started hanging out with my bff Zoe, things have really changed.

Zoe showed me how to apply hints of makeup, cuter clothes, and a genuine, flirty attitude. As a result, our tickle fights are starting to get awkward. We used to love our tickle fights with me on his lap, digging my fingers into his ribs, and my feather-light little body flailing away on him was just innocent fun.

But lately I find him being extra careful where he grabs and where he lets me sit on his lap. He pretends not to notice but I sure do, and on more than one occasion he's had to cut it short as embarrassment was fast approaching. And that I did notice.

He's starting to make me, well, get excited. Even our late-night movie watching has gotten me thinking all the wrong things. ...

... Sometimes laying on the floor in front of him, with my perfect little bum and my legs slightly spread, I mean, wow, how can I not look like his delicious little angel?

Other nights, I pull his arm over me and snuggle right into him with my head on his shoulder and my hand on his chest. More than once I felt his guy twitch and once I'm certain he caught me glancing down as it did.

I would immediately snuggle in a little deeper. But, in the last two, maybe three months, we have really grown together. I've started making him sandwiches, fetching his beers, and doing an awful lot of sitting on his knee, snuggling, and looking into each other’s eyes. It has been wonderful.

After a lot of thought, I decided a much more intimate special birthday present was in order, maybe a quick overnighter to Disney. After our usual dinner party with my friends, I could suggest it back home after we dropped everyone off.

I also knew Dad had a thing for Zoe. Even before I had asked how many friends I could invite, he asked, “Are we bringing Zoe and the troops?”

I've watched him more than once, staring at her bum. No matter where she is, I see him looking at her and it’s not an innocent look, and that was going to stop Saturday night.

I set everything for Saturday. Dad had movie tickets for five friends and us, and then after to the spaghetti factory for dinner, cake, and presents. He had to borrow my mom’s minivan to load us all in, and talk about a flirt show.

Dad pulled up to our ...