{"id":24677,"date":"2020-04-08T07:40:12","date_gmt":"2020-04-08T07:40:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/2020\/04\/08\/dating-my-daughter-part-4\/"},"modified":"2020-04-08T07:40:12","modified_gmt":"2020-04-08T07:40:12","slug":"dating-my-daughter-part-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/dating-my-daughter-part-4\/","title":{"rendered":"Dating My Daughter – Part 4"},"content":{"rendered":"\n \n

Hello ISS readers. I am back with a new series. My quick intro. My name is Aafi. This is another fantasy fictional story. I’m a divorced 41-year-old guy who has a beautiful and young daughter, Amy. She just turned 19 and I haven’t seen Amy in almost 10 years.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I grabbed my coat and we left to go to the park. We reached the park before Elena. Amy was like the beauty of the park. There’s a resting place in the park. It is the shape of a circle, with benches around. There’s a small circular garden patch where a lot of flowers are blooming.<\/p>\n

Me: What a lovely day!
\nAmy: Look at these flowers, daddy, so lovely.<\/p>\n

She bent down and was caressing those flowers.<\/p>\n

Me: You’re such a romantic girl.
\nAmy: Yup! I can’t help it!
\nMe: That’s good, that’s good! Don’t be ashamed of it. I like romantic girls.
\nAmy: Really?<\/p>\n

Me: Yes! I mean. It’s nice to talk to a girl that likes things like flowers, romantic movies, and whatnot.
\nAmy: Aw, thanks, daddy!<\/p>\n

Me: Anyway. I’m going to sit down on that bench and watch you play with the flowers.
\nAmy: Okay dad, I’ll be with you in a minute.<\/p>\n

I settled down on the bench to relax. Amy joined me after a few minutes.<\/p> \n\n

Me: You said Elena will be here any minute, right?
\nAmy: Yeah she should be here by now, I don’t know what happened to her.<\/p>\n

She checked her phone to see if there’s anything from Elena.<\/p>\n

Amy: Oh shit!
\nMe: Amy! Language!
\nAmy: Sorry dad!
\nMe: What’s going on?<\/p>\n

Amy: Elena said she won’t be able to meet us today.
\nMe: Oh, did she say why?
\nAmy: She met a boy at the mall and he invited her to the movies.
\nMe: Oh, I see.<\/p>\n

Amy: I’m going to text her and tell her that we are going to be here for a few hours.
\nMe: It seems like your friend is really outgoing.
\nAmy: Yeah, she’s always making new friends, nothing like me though.
\nMe: Why do you say that?<\/p>\n

Amy: I don’t know. I’m really shy. It’s hard for me to make new friends. People always think I’m boring.
\nMe: That’s nonsense. You’re nice and funny.
\nAmy: Do you think that?<\/p>\n

Me: Of course, honey. Besides, now you have a new friend, right?
\nAmy: Oh yes! You’re right! I’ve got a new friend now! So what would my new friend like to do?<\/p>\n

Me: So is there anyone special in your life? I mean. Since you’re a young and beautiful girl. I’m sure that boys would. You know.
\nAmy: Daddy. Are you trying to ask me if I have a boyfriend?<\/p>\n

Me: Well. Yes.
\nAmy: Yes, I do have a boyfriend. His name is Farhan.
\nMe: Oh, and is he here with you? I mean, did he come with you to visit the country?<\/p>\n

Amy: Oh no, he stayed. He hasn’t texted or called me since I got here.
\nMe: Really?
\nAmy: Yes, I’m worried actually. Maybe something bad happened.
\nMe: I’m sure it’s nothing.<\/p>\n

Amy: Let’s hope so.
\nMe: Did you talk to your mom yesterday?<\/p>\n

Amy: Oh yeah! I told her about you, the nice apartment you have and how much of a gentleman you were to me. She sounded kinda surprised, not the way she imagined you to be I guess.<\/p>\n

Me: Well, that’s good, right?
\nAmy: Yeah, she stopped complaining about me spending time with you so, I’d say it’s pretty good.
\nMe: Good, I haven’t spoken to your mom since she left, so it’s nice to hear that.<\/p>\n

Amy: Dad, I’m starving.
\nMe: Oh, I’m sorry honey. We should have eaten something before coming here. What do you want to eat?<\/p>\n

Amy: How about a burger?
\nMe: All right! Burger it is. Wait here for a moment.
\nAmy: Okay.<\/p>\n

There’s a guy who is making burgers near the park. I bought 2 burgers and headed back to Amy.<\/p>\n

Amy: Man! I haven’t eaten one of these since I was little.
\nMe: Really?
\nAmy: Yes! Mom doesn’t want me to eat street food. She and Brad say they are bad for your health and that they are the worst.<\/p>\n

Me: Oh. It must be a pretty boring place to live in!
\nAmy: It is! We don’t have parks as beautiful as this one where I live either.
\nMe: It looks exactly like the one we used to go to when you were little, remember? I remember you loved going to the park in the summer!<\/p>\n

Amy: Yeah! You and mom did everything together.
\nMe: Yeah, I remember.
\nAmy: I hope that one day we could go out together as a family.
\nMe: Me too honey. I’d love to spend some time as a family as we used to.<\/p>\n

Amy: Thanks, dad. I’m glad to know that you still feel something for mom.
\nMe: Honey, your mom has a special place in my heart, as well as you.
\nAmy: Wow! Your such a romantic guy! Totally unexpected!<\/p>\n

Me: Well, I think I’ve caught the romantic bug from you!
\nAmy: I’m glad then!
\nMe: Okay, let’s eat before it gets cold.
\nAmy: Yes, you’re right!<\/p>\n

We finished the burger quickly as we were so hungry.<\/p>\n

Me: Honey?
\nAmy: Yes?
\nMe: Would you mind if I take a picture of you? The only ones I have of you are when you were little so.<\/p>\n

Amy: Of course I don’t mind dad! I have to take a picture of you as well. To show Elena what you look like!
\nMe: Great! It’s a deal then! Come on! Let’s go over there.
\nAmy: Okay.<\/p>\n

There’s a fountain in the park. We decided to take pics with the fountain in the background. I took my phone to click her picture.<\/p>\n

Me: Okay, ready?
\nAmy: Yup.
\nMe: Smile\u2026and\u2026fantastic.<\/p>\n

She’s looking great in the pic.<\/p>\n

Amy: Now let me take one of you.
\nMe: All right.<\/p>\n

I was about to hand my phone to her. Somebody bothered us.<\/p>\n

Guy: Excuse me, sir.
\nMe: Yes?
\nGuy: Sorry to bother you, sir. My name is Rick. I’m a professional photographer. May I ask, is she your girlfriend?<\/p>\n

Me: No, she’s my daughter. Why?
\nGuy: Oh I see. In that case, may I ask if I can take a few pictures of her?
\nMe: No.<\/p>\n

Guy: Sorry for being so rude sir. I’m participating in a beauty contest and I just saw your daughter. Let me tell you, she’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. I hope I’m not offending you, sir, I mean it with all the respect.<\/p>\n

Me: Well, you kinda are. Now, I’m going to ask you to leave.
\nGuy: Please! Please, sir! If you let me take a picture of your daughter, and I win, I’ll split the prize with you. What do you say?<\/p>\n

The guy was young and he had a professional camera on him. So I decided to let him take one.<\/p>\n

Me: Okay, you can take just ONE picture! That’s all.
\nGuy: Sounds like a great deal!<\/p>\n

He started talking to my daughter.<\/p>\n

Guy: Hello, what’s your name?
\nAmy: I’m Amy
\nGuy: Okay, Amy I want you to go over there and give me your best pose.
\nAmy: Like this?<\/p>\n

She was standing in front of the fountain, with her hands on her hip. She’s posing like a model.<\/p>\n

Guy: Yes! There you go! Perfect!<\/p>\n

He just clicked one pic as I told him.<\/p>\n

Guy: Thanks, Sir. Now if I win. I mean. If we win the first prize, I’ll share it with you guys. Here’s my card.<\/p>\n

I took the card.<\/p>\n

Guy: I think this is a great opportunity for girls like your daughter to enter the modeling industry.
\nMe: My daughter is here on vacation so she doesn’t live nearby. I don’t think she’ll be able to work as a model.<\/p>\n

Guy: Oh, that’s a shame, but in case you’re interested. There’s a website where you could take pictures of your daughter and make money. Your daughter seems to be a little shy but the camera loves her. The picture was fantastic. You should think about it!<\/p>\n

Me: I will. Now if you excuse us we have the stuff to do.
\nGuy: Of course sir. Have a good day.<\/p>\n

The guy left.<\/p>\n

Amy: Sounds like a great way of making money daddy!
\nMe: Honey, I don’t want to think about that anymore. These people are pervs, you can’t trust them.<\/p>\n

Amy: Okay, I guess you’re right. Come on, give me your phone. You still owe me a picture, remember?
\nMe: Oh right! I almost forgot. All right! Whenever you want.<\/p>\n

She took my phone and was ready to take my pic.<\/p>\n

Amy: And\u2026 done!<\/p>\n

We went back to the bench.<\/p>\n

Amy: Okay. Now I’m going to send it to Elena.
\nMe: Wait here for a minute.
\nAmy: Ok.<\/p>\n

I went to the playing area and grabbed a frisbee.<\/p>\n

Me: Look what I’ve brought.
\nAmy: Oh! A Frisbee! Cool!
\nMe: Yup! Do you want to play?
\nAmy: Of course!<\/p>\n

Me: All right! Let’s play then!
\nAmy: This is going to be fun!
\nMe: Okay, you stay here. I’m going over there and you try to catch it, all right?
\nAmy: Okay.<\/p>\n

I went around 10 steps back. She’s standing just in front of the fountain. There’s nobody around us.<\/p>\n

Me: Ready?
\nAmy: Whenever you want daddy!
\nMe: Okay, here it goes!<\/p>\n

I threw it straight towards Amy.<\/p>\n

Amy: I got it! I got it!<\/p>\n

The frisbee was over her head. But she could grab it. It was too high for her. She jumped to try and grab.<\/p>\n

Amy: Oh. Nooo!<\/p>\n

She fell in the water pool behind her. I came running.<\/p>\n

Me: Amy!<\/p>\n

I quickly helped her out of the fountain. Her clothes were all wet. She fell completely into the water.<\/p>\n

Me: Amy! Are you all right?
\nAmy: I’m soaking wet!
\nMe: What happened?
\nAmy: I tripped over a stone. I think.<\/p>\n

What? She’s not wearing a bra! I could clearly see her nipples as her t-shirt was wet. I have to cover her before everyone sees that.<\/p>\n

Me: Oh honey! It was my fault! Here. Take my coat.<\/p>\n

She took and wore it immediately.<\/p>\n

Amy: Thanks, dad!
\nMe: It’s getting late, maybe we should call it a day.
\nAmy: Okay.<\/p>\n

Me: I don’t want to leave you alone, so I’m going to walk you to the hotel. If that’s all right with you?
\nAmy: Of course it is, daddy! Thanks.<\/p>\n

We walked for 15 minutes to reach her hotel. We were at her door.<\/p>\n

Amy: Here we are.
\nMe: Nice hotel!
\nAmy: Yup! It’s a bit expensive but worth every penny. Besides, mom is paying for it so I can’t complain.<\/p>\n

Me: I’m sorry for what happened today. If I\u2026
\nAmy: Dad, it wasn’t your fault. Thanks for giving me your coat. I’m going to take it off.<\/p>\n

Me: Keep it! You can give it back next time we see each other.
\nAmy: Are you sure?
\nMe: Yes!<\/p>\n

Amy: Close your eyes.
\nMe: What?
\nAmy: Close your eyes!<\/p>\n

I obeyed her and closed my eyes. Suddenly I felt something on my lips. Oh my God! She kissed me on my lips.<\/p>\n

Me: What! You kissed me!
\nAmy: Yup! You acted like a gentleman today so. I wanted to reward you somehow. I hope I didn’t overstep.
\nMe: No, you didn’t. Honey. I don’t know what to say. I just.<\/p>\n

Amy: Shh… Elena is probably asleep and I don’t want to wake her up! I’ll see you tomorrow, right?
\nMe: Of. Of course!<\/p>\n

Amy: Okay, bye daddy! Love you!
\nMe: Bye honey! Love you too!<\/p>\n

Let me stop here, I will continue in the next part. More parts to come. Keep looking for this space to know what happens next. Please send me your feedback through email or hangout at .<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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