Fuck me! 7:00am and the alarm is going off. My head is pounding and every muscle in my body feels like I just ran a triathlon. I may be almost 40 but today I feel almost 60 until I look over and see you sound asleep with a subtle smile. The night was amazing and we barely slept. You flew in last night and once we started we couldn’t stop until our bodies gave out.

Kissing your forehead, I get out of bed and get ready for the day. Shower, shave, get dressed and make a strong pot of coffee and an ibuprofen. Daddy is sore and happy as a clam.

I walk back into the bedroom and kiss you softly letting you know that I have to go to work and that you sleep as long as you want. “Message Daddy when you get up.” You let out a very tired “Yes Daddy.” I kiss you again and off to work I go.

As the morning goes on I begin to wonder how you are doing. It’s almost lunchtime and I haven’t heard from you. The boss comes rings my phone and tells me he wants all the managers to go to lunch. There goes my idea for nooner, but I quickly adjust and make a new plan.

At lunch, my phone goes off and I know it is you without even looking. Messaging you at lunch is tough but I let you know about my day and find out that you are as sore as me except for the part where Daddy left marks on Little’s ass. You send a picture to prove it which makes me very happy. I instruct you to enjoy a quiet day and be ready for my next message. As always, I get a “Yes, Daddy.”

At my afternoon break I instruct you to be ready to go out at 5:30. You protest as you are feeling very little today. You relent after I threaten a punishment with a very meek “As you say Daddy.”

Before leaving the office, I message you to be standing outside the hotel in 5 minutes. You do not disappoint. I pull up to find you in a red sundress. Your long black hair looking perfect and makeup showing off those eyes that drive me wild. Hopping out of the car to let you in I steal a kiss to you giggle and say “Hi Daddy!