Hello Daddy

"Young lady, what do you think you are wearing?" Richard scolded his daughter as she strode into the kitchen in nothing but a flimsy top and a thong. "I know you are hardly a little girl anymore but I expect you to maintain some decency while you are living in this house!"

"Oh calm down daddy." Vanessa replied with an uncharacteristic note of sarcasm "Give yourself a heart attack why don't you?"

"Vanessa!" Richard gasped shocked by her behaviour "You will not take that tone with me. I'll..."

"You'll what daddy?" she sneered "Put me over your knee, spank my nineteen year old ass?"

She stretched out over the kitchen counter standing on tiptoes to present her rump to him.

"Oooh, you'd like that daddy wouldn't you?" she teased slapping her ass lightly and looking back at him "Mmm, punish me daddy, I've been a bad girl."

"I... I..." Richard stammered struck speechless by his teenage daughter's lewd display "My god Vanessa what's gotten into you?"

"Not what, who." she said her voice dropping into a deeper, almost masculine, register. "What's the matter Dick, don't you recognise your old partner?"

"Alan?" he croaked recognising the now familiar and clearly male voice coming from his daughter's mouth "But that's impossible, you're ..."

"Dead?" Alan's voice finished for him "Yes I am at that , thanks to the little accident you arranged for me. Dead but not gone though. My spirit lived on and now I've found a new home inside your sweet little princess I'm going to make you pay and, mmm, have a little fun while I'm at it."

Slowly she pulled up her top exposing her full firm breasts maintaining eye contact with as she squeezed and stroked them moaning loudly as she played with her beautiful young body. Long agonising minutes passed while he watched helpless and fighting his own growing shameful arousal until he couldn't stand it any more. He lunged across the kitchen and grabbed her but ht shoulders.

"Stop it!" he shouted shacking her violently "Leave her alone. Get out!"

"Dad! Dad, what's happening?" she whimpered her eyes suddenly wide and her voice back to normal "Why are you...? What's...? Oh no!"

She squealed and her face turned bright red as she noticed she was practically naked. Tearing herself from Richard's grip she fled sobbing to the imagined safety of her room before he could even try to explain.

Alone once again Richard felt relief wash over him. It was over, the ghost, spirit, whatever it had been was gone and Vanessa was free with no lasting harm done. At least that's what he dared to hope, in truth it was only just beginning.

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