As was the case with most of his friends, Dave was focused on work and providing for his wife and daughter. He worked as a senior stock broker at a very large private firm on Wall Street and his life was wrapped up in his work. With his bonuses, profit sharing and salary, he made over a million dollars each year. He was rewarded for all of his hard work, but it did come at the cost of his family. He remained very close with Laurie, his college sweet heart, but he never seemed to have the time for Kimberly, and Laurie realized that he was missing out on her life. She had insisted that he take her away on her Winter break from school, and as they collected their bags, he realized that his wife had made the right decision.

He always thought that he had been close with Kimberly, as they did do many things together. As she walked with him in the airport, however, he realized that he did not. He had not yet realized what a beautiful woman she was turning into, and she carried with her the same grace and allure that had drawn him to her mother. Her body was developing fine female curves already, and he smiled with pride as he noticed heads turning to check out her perfect frame. She was oblivious to all this, her innocence bubbling over in a carefree personality, and her long, blonde hair danced around her back as her eyes took in all the new sights.

"There daddy," she squealed with a big smile. "That is my bag!" The baggage carousel was spinning around, and he spotted her suitcase as it came over to him. He grabbed hold of the handle, and after grabbing his bag he led her over to the Hertz rental car counter. Pulling out his company's Gold Card, he quickly paid for the car, and they were off to pick up their car.

"Oh daddy!!" Kimberly shrieked out in joy as she saw the car. "This is amazing! I am so glad that we came together on this trip. Mom can have the snow!"

He had gone to great lengths to set up everything for this trip, and he had reserved a fire engine red, convertible Mustang for their trip down the Keys. He was taking her to the private condo that his company owned on the beach in Islamorada, Florida, and he wanted to drive her there in style. He placed their bags in the trunk, pulled the top down and headed out of the driveway.

Dave held a special place in his heart for the Keys, as do most of the people who have spent a good deal of time there. The Keys, Key West really, are a small string of islands off of the southern tip of Florida, and they are all connected by a strip of asphalt and pavement known as A1A. In many places the road is bordered by the open sea, and in several others the small pieces of land are connected by bridges. Marathon Key is located near the bottom of the stretch, and it is connected to the next Key by the legendary Seven Mile Bridge.

Once you cross past the last toll booth and you enter Key Largo, you are immediately grabbed by the change in atmosphere. A legendary inhabitant of the Keys once sang of the "Changes in Latitude, Changes in Attitude," and as you enter the Keys you do indeed feel a shift. There is no noise, there are no cities or businesses. The towns are stretched out along the road and along the bordering ocean, and there is a peaceful calm that settles upon you as you enter. The drive is all a part of the magical journey, and Dave was extremely thrilled being able to share it with Kimberly.

"This is amazing," she said in a breathless voice as the car passed by the mile markers that are scattered along the roadside. Cruising through Key Largo, they passed many restaurants. "Look at the people....this is so cool dad."

She pointed out several of the locals, either fishing from the side of the road, or riding a bicycle. The car was all smiles as they drove past the beautiful scenery, and he heard Kimberly gasp as they pulled up to the waterfront condo.

"Is this the place?" she asked him in amazement. It was a 3 story house on the beach, and it was up on posts that were embedded in the ground. He nodded to her with a smile as he pulled the car underneath the house.

The house was an amazing find for the company, and it was a very popular retreat for everyone. A set of stairs led up to the second floor, which was a large, high ceiling room, complete with an open and airy kitchen, as well as a bar and television. Two big French doors led out to a big deck that overlooked the beach. Dave chuckled as he heard Kim squeal and shriek as she ran through the house.

Upstairs was the master bedroom. The entire third floor was one big bedroom and bathroom. The bath was the highlight of the house, and it was tiled in smooth stone. There was a large shower with two nozzles on either end, well-suited for two people to shower together, and there was a whirlpool bath that was sunk into the tile floor. There was another deck that came off of the bedroom, and it was directly above the living room deck. It was a perfect retreat into paradise.

Dave took his things upstairs to the master bedroom, and he walked back down stairs to deposit Kimberly's things in the large bedroom at the bottom of the stairs. Placing her bags on the bed, he turned to find his daughter.

"Kim?? Kimberly?' he called out as he walked back to the living room. Spying the partially opened doors, he headed out to the deck to find his daughter sprawled in a hammock that was set up in the corner of the deck. "Not too shabby huh kiddo?"

""I can't believe this place!" she nearly shouted back at him. "This is amazing. Have you and Mom ever been here?" Dave nodded and then grabbed a couple of Cokes from the stocked refrigerator. Sitting out on the deck with his daughter, he explained all about the house, and they reviewed the activities that he had planned for them.

Waking up early the next day, Dave went downstairs and grabbed a cup of coffee and sat out on the deck. The rising sun slowly made its way over the horizon, and the refreshing smell of the sea ran through his nostrils. It was the best way to greet the morning, and all of the pressures and concerns from work evaporated with the breeze. He kicked his feet up and sat back when he heard Kimberly open the door.

"Morning, daddy," she purred to him as she came out on the deck. "I had the best sleep!" Turning to face her his words got stuck in his throat and came out in a jumbled mess.

"Mm.mm.uh..oh..m..ahh..morning," he stammered out. "S.s.s.shouldn't you put something on?" She walked out onto the deck stretching her arms over her head wearing a white half t-shirt and a tiny pair of string bikini bottoms. If he had any doubts about his little girl becoming a woman, they were all quickly erased. She was oblivious to her effect on him, and she walked over to the railing.

"What a night," she said, ignoring her father's concerns over her dress. She leaned forward on the rail and extended her body up on her toes, presenting Dave with a tantalizing view of her hot little ass. "Did you sleep great daddy? I love it here.".....(cont)