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Daddy, Take Me

By Rod Polo

Copyright@2017 by Rod Polo

Smashwords Edition

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.

It is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters are represented as 18 or over.







Just when he closed his eyes to sleep, Frank heard the phone ring. It was already two o’clock in the morning. His wife switched on the light to answer the call. She became annoyed when she heard her daughter, Carmel, asking for a ride.

Carmel’s driver was drunk and could not drive anymore. Before Sandra asked, Frank got out of the bed and put on his clothes.

“Thank you baby, I owe you,” said Sandra.

“And you will pay big time,” he replied.

“And where is her highness?” he asked.

“She is at the new club with Helen,” she replied.

“You will have to hurry since the club is closing and they will be kicked out,” she added.

“Okay, you can go back to sleep,” he replied as he put on his jeans.

Fifteen minutes later, Frank reached the club. Carmel and Helen had been best friends since high school even if they were opposites. Helen was blonde, tall and thin and a bit rebellious. Carmel was short but kept her body in shape by being part of the field and track team at her school. Frank and Mary were always worried that Helen would get Carmel in to trouble.

When Frank moved in with Mary, Carmel was around eight years old. He had watched her blossoming into a gorgeous young woman. Frank and Carmel were really close and felt comfortable around each other. He considered Carmel as his own daughter.

Frank stopped the car in front of the club and spotted some guys talking to Carmel and Helen. He could not believe his eyes when he saw Helen’s outfit. She was wearing a super short and tight tiny strapless, dark dress with hot high heels.

Carmel was wearing a cute cotton dress that matched the weather. The fabric was sexy and elegant in a decent way. She had let her brown hair covering her shoulders. Most of the time, she kept her hair tied in a ponytail. Carmel looked beautiful.

Frank called the girls over through the window. Helen got in the passenger seat and Carmel rolled her eyes as she sat in the back.

“Hello Frank,” greeted Helen as she bent in close.

“There was no need for you to come,” she said.

“We could have gotten a ride with the boys,” she added.

“Not sure,” muttered Carmel from the back.

“Maybe you should drop off Carmel first before driving me home so that I can offer you a nightcap,” suggested Helen.

Frank lifted one of his eyebrows as he looked at the young woman.

“That won’t happen,” replied Frank.

Helen looked at him with a seductive smile.

“A girl has to try,” she said as she curled her legs beneath and tried to fasten her seat belt.

“Frank, this belt does not work. Can you help me?” she asked in an innocent voice as she seemed to work on the buckle.


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