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Daddy’s Little Daughter Wants To Get Pregnant, by Jezebel Rose

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All Kimberly and Richard had were each other. Kimberly’s mother had left the family years ago. Though times had been difficult, they stuck by each other. Richard made sure that his daughter was happy in every way, and Kimberly was more than happy to return the favor. Now they were both adults. Kimberly had turned eighteen a few weeks ago. She worked at a toy store, where she interacted with babies and young children all the time.

Kimberly wanted a baby someday. A little cooing bundle of joy would make her life complete. She never expected her father would be the one to give it to her.

The apartment door was unlocked. When Kimberly entered the small apartment, she made a beeline to the couch. She took off her shoes and her bra and lay there, not wanting to move. The Black Friday sales had sucked all of her energy

Richard came out of the kitchen carrying a ham and cheese sandwich. He smiled at his daughter. He sat on the armrest and gave her the sandwich.

“Hey, Kimberly. I made this for you. How was work?” Richard rubbed her shoulder.

Kimberly sat up, resting against her father’s legs. “It was good. It was a bit long, and some parents were not smart, but I made a lot of kids happy. I even managed to help a kid after work.”

“How did you do that?”

“I got a teddy bear at the end of the day as a prize for selling the most items, but I gave it to a child who’d lost hers. She needed it more than I did.”

“That’s lovely!”

“Yeah.” Kimberly laughed between bites. “Honestly, I’m not sure what I would have done with it if I had brought it home. It’s a cute toy. I don’t think I would have used it much myself. I would have put it in a box and kept it for my baby.”

“Honey, I think you did a great thing today. And I think that would have been a great thing for your child to have.” Richard removed his shirt. “It’s good to have you home. We’ve both had a long day, and we deserve some time to relax.”

“Yeah. Just let me finish this.” Kimberly ate the last of the sandwich. “Good sandwich.”

Richard smiled. “Thanks. I made it myself.”

“Is that how you ended up being a foreman and not a cook?” Kimberly joked.

Richard wrapped his arm around Kimberly’s shoulders. “Actually, I went to school to be a chef for a little while. It turned out I didn’t like industrial kitchens. I’d rather have a comfortable, low-pressure environment where I can make chicken fingers and fries, not a five star restaurant where I churn out chicken cordon bleu with white wine sauce. I like cooking for all ages, is what I’m saying.”

“And you’re just cooking for the two of us right now. If I have a baby, you’d have a cute little mouth to feed”

“It’s going to happen eventually.”

“What, am I just supposed to spawn a baby out of nowhere?”

Richard laughed. “Maybe.”

“Daddy!” Kimberly rolled her eyes.

When Kimberly was having tough times, Richard was always there to make her laugh. The fresh-faced Kimberly had no clue what any of the jokes meant, but she learned to like him for his strong hugs and seemingly endless stamina. As she grew, she learned to enjoy all the little things about him. To her, Richard was exceedingly strong, physically and mentally. The only time she’d seen him cry was the day of the car accident. He usually brushed off bad news with a joke, but that time it had been too much to bear.

Kimberly moved over so Richard could have his own spot on the couch. Her wide hips didn’t give him as much room as they used to, but he was comfortable with the amount he got. He smiled at Kimberly as she picked up the remote and started flipping through channels.

Kimberly was no longer the little girl she had been when Richard married her mother. She was clearly a woman now. Her chest was flatter because of the lack of a bra, but it was still round and perky. Her auburn hair framed her petite features like they were a painting. Her legs were long and lean. In some ways, she looked a lot like her mother, but Kimberly seemed to be more attractive than her mother had ever been.

Richard shook his head. What was he thinking? Maybe all those years of loneliness were distorting his sexuality. He needed to start dating again before he did something really stupid.

When she found a simple comedy, Kimberly put the remote down. “There’s not much on now, but you like this show, right?”

Richard nodded. “I think it’s from one of the later seasons, so it won’t be as good.”

The show was as artless and mindless as Kimberly had hoped. The jokes were predictable. The laugh track was clearly recorded a decade ago. It was exactly what she and her father needed. They laughed along with the stock sound effects as the characters found a mysterious positive pregnancy test in one of the men’s apartments. They rolled their eyes at their wacky attempts to try to figure out who the test belonged to. In the last scene, it was revealed that the test was from a joke shop, and that none of the characters were pregnant.

“Are you sure you’re not pregnant?” A sassy fashion designer asked, handing the main character another test. A red line appeared on it. The cast gasped with the laugh track as they realized that nobody knew who the baby’s father was.

Kimberly turned off the TV. “How stupid is that? She would know who the father is.”

“I actually had an experience like that in college,” Richard admitted.

“What?” Kimberly crossed her arms, propping up her breasts.

Richard blushed as he began the story. “In college, everyone slept with everyone. It didn’t really matter what you looked like or what gender you were. If you liked someone, you’d get them in bed. I must have slept with three dozen women.

“Anyway, one of those women (I think her name was Dianne) got pregnant. Since she’d been sleeping with so many guys, we had no idea who the father was. Suddenly, everybody in college turned into a master detective trying to solve The Case of Dianne’s Baby Daddy.”

Kimberly leaned closer. “And who was it?”

“After the baby was born, we realized it was me. He looked just like me, and a DNA test confirmed it.”

“I never knew you had another child.” There was admiration in the young woman’s eyes.

Richard sighed. “I didn’t have him for long. Dianne and I couldn’t keep him. We were too young, too inexperienced. We had to give him up for adoption. I know he was going to live in New Mexico, but I’ve never heard from him.”

“I’m so sorry, Daddy. I would have loved to have a half-sibling.” Kimberly took Richard’s hands in hers.

Richard shook his head, his brown eyes looking into Selena’s blue eyes. “I never told you. You didn’t need to know.”

“Did Mom know?”

“No.”

Kimberly rubbed his hands. “I’ll try not to turn out like Dianne.”

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