Georgia - S01 E12

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Georgia - S01 E12

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As I walked back to our table I was really proud of myself and I totally forgot that the faster I walked the more the dress floated behind me and the more of my lower abdomen was on display.

Daddy must have sensed that I wasn’t happy because he asked me what was wrong. At first I said ‘nothing’ but he insisted and eventually I told him.

“Who were they? I’ll make them suffer. Either them or their partners will be out of a job by the end of next week.”

“No daddy, they were just being bitchy, they were probably just jealous. Lots of women get like that at times. It’s just part of our DNA.”

“I’d still like to know who they were.”

“Can we go and dance please? It will help me get over it.”

Daddy and I did the foxtrot then I had 3 more dances with 3 different men and got soo close to cumming again.

Then the music changed to the 80s and 90s. I got a rest and some more wine before a younger man came and asked me to dance. As I walked to the dance floor with him I thought that maybe I should have gone and got some more relief before dancing again. Those damn balls were driving me crazy.

The tempo was a lot slower and I soon got my breath back. We were dancing close to the stage and more and more of the young people there came to join us. Before long there were so many people dancing that I couldn’t see daddy anymore.

When one young man came up behind me and put his hands around me onto my bare stomach through the slits in the dress, I just exploded. I don’t know if he knew that I was having an orgasm but he was happy for me to lean on him for support.

As I got my senses back I did see some people in front of me staring at me and smiling, I didn’t know if it was because they knew that I’d just cum or if the man’s hands on my bare stomach where holding my dress open for them to see my pussy.

A bit later one slightly drunk young man came up to me and put his arms over my shoulders. He was looking down at my chest and mumbling something about my dress being see-through. I gently pushed him away.

A couple of minutes later I realised that my feet were standing on something. I looked down to see what it was, expecting to just kick it away, when I saw that my chest was uncovered. Bending slightly forwards I saw that the ‘thing’ on the floor was my dress. That bastard of a drunk man must have pulled on the bow of my halter and it had slowly un-ravelled.

I quickly squat down and pulled my dress back on then reached round my neck to tie the bow again. When I stood up I saw a few people just standing there staring at me as I arrange the material into its rightful place.

I danced some more then decided that I had to go and get some more relief. This time I didn’t have any problems with bitchy women, but as I was checking myself in the mirror afterwards one young woman told me that I was very brave and that she wished that she could get away with wearing a dress like that.

As I thanked her and explained that it was a wardrobe malfunction, I looked at her in the mirror and thought,

“Bloody hell, I don’t think that many men would like to see your rolls of fat wobbling about.”

I went back to daddy for another drink. As I walked up to him I could see him looking up and down me.

“Christ you’re beautiful Georgia.” He said as I sat down next to him.

“You’re drunk daddy.”

“No I’m not. Well maybe a little happy, but definitely not drunk.”

I looked around and saw that the numbers had thinned out.

“I think that we should leave now daddy, we don’t want to be the last ones here, and you have to be up early in the morning. You don’t want to miss your plane.”

“It won’t leave until I’m ready Georgia but your right, we should go.”

Daddy stood up then held his hand out for me to hold as I got up. Arm in arm we slowly walked out. I say slowly because quite a few people came up to us to thank daddy; and, possibly, to have another look at my virtually naked body.

As soon as we were out of the room and walking to the door, daddy said,

“I meant what I said Georgia, you are beautiful, and I’m glad that you didn’t want to go home and change that dress. You got a lot of compliments tonight, all of them well deserved.”

A young man came up to us and asked what daddy’s name was. He wasn’t looking at daddy as he asked and I wondered just how much of my lower body that he could see. I didn’t look to see where the dress was.

It only took a couple of minutes for James to arrive in the Bentley and the young man opened the door for me. I gave him a long look at my pussy as daddy was walking round to the other side of the car.

Daddy and I had both sat close to our respective doors leaving the middle seat empty, but after saying hello to James I unfastened the seatbelt and slid over to daddy. I put my head on his shoulder and he put his arm round me, his hand accidentally, probably, sliding under the halter of my dress. His hand wasn’t on my bare tit but it was just touching the bottom of it.

As the car moved off I shuffled about a bit and my tit ended up in daddy’s hand. Either he didn’t realise, or he didn’t care because he didn’t move his hand.

We travelled all the way home with his hand cupping my tit. He only moved his hand when James opened the door for him, and I had to sit up to let him get out.

When he was out I shuffled over to the open door, the bottom half of my dress not moving as fast as my body. When I swung my legs out of the car my legs, right up to my waist were on display for James to see.

“Thank you for those steel balls,” I whispered to James, “they were amazing.”

He just smiled at me as I caught up with daddy and put my arm around him

In my room I kicked my shoes off, unfastened the bow behind my neck, stepped out of the dress then went downstairs to get a drink of water. Daddy was in the kitchen getting a drink as well. He turned to look at the naked me and said,

“Bloody hell Georgia, I wish that I wasn’t your father.”

“What’s that got to do with anything?” I asked as I got a glass out and filled it with cold water.

Daddy stood there in silence watching me.

Drink finished, I turned to daddy, kissed his cheek, gave him a hug, thanked him for a wonderful evening and went off to bed with him watching my little butt as it gently wobbled as I walked out.

I ran upstairs to make those steel balls clunk inside me a lot, cleaned my teeth then collapsed on my bed.

After a minute or so I rolled onto my back, spread my legs and my right hand got busy.

While I was frigging away I heard daddy come up the stairs. The landing lights were on and my door was wide open. I partially closed my eyes and kept frigging, even when I saw daddy standing in the doorway watching me.

It was a good, loud orgasm and my body jerked about as I almost shouted,

“Yes, yes, more, harder daddy, ooooooh that’s sooo nice.

As the waves subsided I just lay there watching daddy watching me. After what seemed like hours, daddy turned and walked away.

As I drifted off to sleep I wondered if daddy was ever going to touch me, properly touch me, and hopefully fuck me.

The next thing that I knew was that I felt the bed bounce as daddy sat beside me. It was morning and the daylight was streaming in. I realised that my legs were still wide open and my right hand was cupping my pussy.

“Morning daddy.” I said as I brought both hands to my face to rub my eyes.

Daddy was sat beside my knee and he was looking down at my naked body.

“Thank you for last night daddy, I had a wonderful evening. In fact I’ve really enjoyed every minute since I came home from school. I’m really looking forward to being on the yacht, just you and me, the sunshine and the peace and quiet.”

“Yes Georgia, I’m looking forward to it as well, but now I have to go, I have to be in New York by lunch time.”

“But it’s that in 2 hours and it’s Sunday.”

“And big businesses never stop darling.”

He leaned forwards and kissed my forehead then got up and walked out. After a minute or so I jumped up and ran after him. I caught up with him just as he was about to get into the Bentley, James holding the door open.

I put my arms around him and squeezed as I said,

“I love you daddy.”

Then I stepped back.

“I love you too Georgia; now I think that you should go back inside and put some clothes on; you don’t want to embarrass poor James do you?”

I giggled, looked at James, then turned and walked back to the house. At the door I turned and waved to daddy as the car moved away. As it disappeared I thought,

“The whole house to myself for a full week. I’m going to stay naked all the time.”

Then I thought about my pussy. Those steel balls were still inside me and running downstairs had got them doing their job. I went back upstairs and opened the drawer where I keep my toys. The next couple of hour or so was taken up with me trying out a number of the toys that I had bought.