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Daughter’s Initiation

Deflowering the Interns

Bukkake Your Daughter at Work Day

Sally smiled to herself in the mirror as she slid on her stockings, her lush blonde hair falling over her shoulders and framing her face. At 21 years old and out of college for summer break, she was looking forward to the next few months with Daddy as the new intern at his law firm. She smoothed out her skirt and donned her white silk blouse, leaving the top buttons undone to expose the swell of her breasts.

Her heart raced as she imagined seeing Daddy at work, catching his eyes roaming over her curves when no one was looking. Sally knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help feeling a thrill at the thought of teasing him. She dabbed on some perfume and applied an extra coat of lipstick, making her lips look plump and kissable. At the last moment, she decided to take off her panties. These won’t be necessary, she thought to herself with a wicked grin. She couldn’t resist dipping a finger into her pussy, slick with anticipation of seeing Daddy, then sucking her hot juices off seductively to herself in the mirror, imagining it was Daddy’s cock between her lips.

High on a sexual buzz, Sally wondered how far she could push things as she put on her heels. Would Daddy be able to resist if she bent over his desk just so, or if her hand lingered a moment too long on his shoulder? What about his coworkers? Would they be staring at her too, wishing they could take her? Part of her felt guilty for these forbidden thoughts, but a bigger part of her craved Daddy’s attention.

She grabbed her purse and headed out, excitement and nervous energy coursing through her veins. Sally was determined to make this summer an unforgettable experience for both her and Daddy.

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Sally's heels clicked against the polished marble floor as she strode into the lobby of her father's law firm. She felt every eye in the room turn to her, drinking in her curves and the sway of her hips. She reveled in the attention as she approached his secretary’s desk.

"Good morning," Sally purred. "Jeanette, right? I'm here to see my da — ah, Mr. Thompson. I'm his new intern." Sally regarded his secretary for a moment. She was an incredibly sexy redhead in her 20s with a tenacious sparkle about her that hinted at mischief. She caught herself momentarily lost in her bright green eyes, and wondered if Daddy found her as appealing as she did.

Jeanette’s eyes widened slightly as she made the connection, a sly smile forming at the corner of her lips. "Oh, you must be Sally! Of course, go right in. He's expecting you."

Sally's pulse quickened as she prepared to enter Daddy’s office. She adjusted her blouse, letting it gape open just a bit more. She pulled open the door and found herself face-to-face with Daddy.

"Sally," he said, smiling as he admired his gorgeous daughter. "Welcome to the firm."

His eyes roamed over her body, lingering on the swell of her breasts before snapping back to her face. Sally felt a rush of heat between her legs.

"Thank you, Daddy," she murmured, leaning in to kiss his cheek. She let her lips brush the corner of his mouth, relishing his sharp intake of breath. "I can't wait to learn everything you have to teach me about the new firm."

As Sally walked past him into his spacious office, she could feel the weight of his gaze on her ass. She put an extra swing in her step, imagining his large hands gripping her hips, pulling her close. The day had barely begun, and already the air crackled with tension and possibility.

She turned to face him, leaning back against his desk with a coy smile. "So, Daddy," she purred, crossing her legs slowly. "Where do you want me?"