“It’s okay to be curious, pumpkin, but daddy doesn’t think you should be looking at sites like these by yourself. You’re just too little.”
“Sorry, daddy,” she said bashfully, embarrassed that she’d been caught looking at such naughty things when he wasn’t looking.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. Daddy’s not mad. In fact,” he cooed, beckoning to her with a pat on his legs, “why don’t you come sit in daddy’s lap and show me what your favorites are?”
She blushed a pretty pink as she stood fidgeting to the side, looking torn between wanting to keep looking at the naughty pictures and running to hide under the bed.
“It’s alright, pumpkin. Daddy won’t bite,” he encouraged with a wink.
She smiled just a bit as she finally walked over and settled herself into his lap, feeling immediately that there was something hard in daddy’s lap that she’d never quite noticed before.
“That’s my girl. Now,” daddy said as he rested his hand high up on her thigh, “tell daddy why you liked this picture so much…”
I’m in this kind of a mood tonight.