A smile crossed my face as I took the coffee cup, the bagel, and the towel and put them on the chest at the foot of our bed. I then changed into some khaki’s and a rugby shirt, poured a glass of merlot, sat in the winged chair in the bedroom, and waited for my darling to come home. I heard the door open and quick steps to the kitchen, followed by a surprised-sounding “Oh, shit! Britt, are you home?” she called. “Here in the bedroom, Marissa,” I replied. She walked in, a sheepish look on her face as she stopped just inside the door. She saw the display on the chest, and knew what was afoot. “How was your day, babe?” “Busy, really busy. I was late leaving, and then late getting in, and then…” I stood up, walked over to her, and took her in my arms. She laid her head on my chest as I rubbed her back. I could feel her trembling. She looked up at me, and there was apprehension in her eyes. I gently cupped her left buttock as I pulled her closer, letting her feel the emerging hardness.. I didn’t mean to make you feel like I had left you. After you told me that I had ruined your favorite pair of panties I knew what I needed to do. If you come up stairs with me I promise I will give you something that will make it all up to you.” “I don’t know daddy. What you did really hurt. You left with out saying a word. Did I do something badly?” “No baby girl. I was wrong. I should never have just left. I am so sorry.” She turned to me and wrapped her arms around me. I hugged her back and kissed her on the forehead. I held her for several minutes and tried again to have her come up stairs with me. “Come on baby, I have something special for you.” I was finally able to drag her off the sofa and walk upstairs with me. We made our way to the living room where I had left my surprise for her when I had gotten home. When she told me that I had ruined her favorite pair of panties it made me realize that my beautiful little women needed undergarments made for a woman. “After what.
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