Daddys Valentine

Daddy’s Valentine

By

Shelly Adams

The day before Valentine’s Day and I was feeling giddy with anticipation. I knew this was going to be a night I would never forget. I had made all the arrangements for my father to have a special Valentine’s Day surprise. I had hired an escort service for him and just knew he would be beyond pleased with the evening I had planned for him.

I checked my watch as I got ready for the evening. The escort was due to arrive any minute and I couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. But I was also excited to see what my father would think of my little surprise.

Just as I was about to leave, my father showed up. I was a little taken aback by the sight of him. He wasn’t dressed in his usual suit and tie, but instead he was dressed casually in jeans and a black t-shirt. He was even wearing sneakers.

I smiled as he approached me and embraced me. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Daddy,” I said, feeling the warmth of his hug.

“Happy Valentine’s Day to you too,” he said, giving me a peck on the cheek.

I could tell that he had no idea what the evening had in store for him. I decided to let him in on my plan. “I have a surprise for you,” I said, winking at him.

He raised his eyebrows in confusion, but he seemed intrigued. “What kind of surprise?”

“I have hired an escort for you,” I said, a little hesitant. “I thought it would be nice to show you how much I appreciate you.”

My father’s face lit up with surprise. “An escort?” He shook his head in disbelief. “You shouldn’t have, honey.”

I smiled, feeling relieved that he seemed pleased with my gift. “I wanted to do something special for you. It’s my treat, Daddy. All you have to do is enjoy yourself.”

Just then, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find a beautiful woman standing there. She was wearing a tight, black dress that clung to her curves and high heels that made her legs look toned and long. Her hair fell in long waves down her back and her makeup was applied perfectly.

My father’s eyes widened in surprise as he saw her. He couldn’t help but smile. I introduced him to the escort and they shook hands. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir,” she said, her voice sultry.

My father smiled, seeming mesmerized by the woman in front of him. I could tell he was already taken aback by her beauty. I gave him a wink and told him to have a good time as I said goodbye.

Once I left, I knew my father was in for a night he would never forget.

My father spent the evening in the company of the beautiful escort. I was told that they went to a romantic dinner and then back to the escort’s luxurious apartment. When the night was over, my father called me, thanking me for my thoughtful gift and telling me all about his experience. He said that the escort had been gentle, kind, and incredibly sexy. He said he had never had a night like that and was incredibly grateful for my thoughtfulness.

From that night on, my father always held Valentine’s Day close to his heart. Every year, he made a point of going out and doing something special for himself. Whether it was a dinner date or going out for drinks, he always made sure to show himself some love on Valentine’s Day.

I was glad I had chosen to give him the gift of an escort that night. Not only did it give him a night he would never forget, but it also gave him a reminder of his own self-worth. A reminder that he deserved the best and that he was worthy of all the love in the world.