Abel had delighted in helping Daddy get ready for the day as she normally did, awed by the trust he gave her by letting her shave him. After all, it would only take one bit of pressure from her hand and he would be dead. Not that she'd actually kill him, but the realization in his trust was there. She had put on a dress she knew Daddy would like before she tied a matching bow in her hair. Normally, she would add a pair of ruffled ankle socks and buckled shoes, but as they were not leafing the building today, she didn't bother to do anything more than tuck a pair of socks into the shoes and place them next to the desk in case they went anywhere. For underclothes, she only wore a pair of lace panties that were tied at the sides to tease both of them with the possibility of anything happening today.

Once Daddy sat down at his desk, Abel crawled under to sit demurely on her knees. She smiled up at Daddy as she pulled his cock out of his pants before leaning forward, wrapping her lips around it, and she tucked her hands behind her back and she knelt there, appearing quite content to remain like that for as long as he wanted. She knew this would make Daddy happy which is why she decided on it for her reward.

After all, how else could she show Daddy now much he meant to her if she didn't do her best to make him happy?