Daddy’s Little Girl (Chapter 1)

Melinda didn’t miss the move and felt another of those little shivers come over her.

At one point when they were laughing, Eric moved his arm until it was around her, his hand hanging over her shoulder. Melinda surprised him by sighing and snuggled even closer into his arm.

Eric smiled to himself at his daughter’s boldness. He felt so comfortable and loved at that moment. It had been a long time since he felt like this.

Suddenly, Eric realized that his fingers were touching the top swell of his daughter’s breast where the soft flesh was exposed. He could feel his heart begin to beat rapidly in his chest.

Melinda felt the fingers but let them stay where they were, as she didn’t want to spoil the mood. Besides, it was just innocent fun and probably an accident, she told herself.

Eric could no longer concentrate on the movie. Almost without his control, his fingers began to move lightly back and forth across the exposed swell of her breast. The movement was delicate, almost imperceptible. Still, Melinda could feel it. It felt as though his fingertips were on fire. Stop it! he told himself.