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When Daddy walked out of the airport terminal, the first thing that struck me about him was how unhappy he looked. Not mad and not quite sad, but like a man carrying a load that is almost too heavy for him and knowing that he was going to be carrying it for the rest of his life. He moved to the edge of the skywalk and gazed up and down the lane looking for Mom. Mom had deliberately not told him that I was going to pick him up. This was a part of my plan.
His eyes passed over me, pausing I think to appreciate the pretty young woman in the skimpy summer dress. He didn’t realize it was me until I began waving and bouncing up and down, calling out, “Hi, Daddy!” I can’t blame him for not realizing it was me. I was wearing sunglasses and the dress was meant to draw and hold the eye. The hemline of the dress was thigh high, almost like a short tennis skirt and the top was a shell top that left the shoulders bare and bared the upper portions of my 36D breasts. I wasn’t wearing a bra and the lightweight material molded itself around my large, perky breasts, leaving no doubt as to the size and condition of my nipples (and at the moment, my nipples were hard and standing out!). I’m sure that as I was jumping, I was giving Daddy a delicious display of jiggling titty flesh! To finish my sexy appearance, I was wearing high heels that really called attention to my long, tanned legs.
