Protecting His Lil Angel 1

Written by Lil N

John woke up slowly from sleep, feeling so sad. He had dreamt of his late wife, and a pinge of loneliness filled him. But then he realized he was NOT alone. he could feel HER smooth body next to him, her back and sweet tush pressed into his groin. John's arms were wrapped around her, and he squeezed gently, hugging her little body closer to his own. She moaned lightly, still adrift in her peaceful sleep. She felt so good there, warm, comforting....inviting. But he dared not touch her...like he did with his own daughter many years ago. He fought back the urge, only to be reminded of it when he realized his erection was trying to break out of his boxers.

He got up from bed, taking a look at the clock on the nightstand, and thought to make breakfast. As he slipped on the robe and tied it shut, he bent down to her and kissed her on the cheek. She woke up, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes with small beautiful fists.

"Wake up sleepy head" he said. She smiled up at him with her sweet angelic smile. He felt another twinge...a twinge of grief for just a moment. She looked so much like his daughter. His daughter who was murdered along with her husband two months ago.

She opened her eyes again and gave him the biggest smile.

"Gmornin granddaddy." She said.

"Come on, get up , Lisa. Go and get washed up for breakfast."

"Ok!" she said happily, jumping up from the bed.

John watched as his beautiful 11 yr old granddaughter Lisa skipped into the bathroom. He loved her so much. He then went downstairs to the kitchen and began breakfast. He began to think over of what had happened in the last two months: The murders of his daughter and son in law, the ongoing police investigation - which still had no clues to whom the murderer was, his letting his granddaughter sleep in his bed cause of the nightmares she had.

And the erections he had been constantly experiencing each morning when he would wake up and find that Little Lisa had snuggled up against him. And he had been dreaming of his own daughter, Lisa's mother....when he first made love to her. At the same age that Lisa was now. He remembered his late wife telling him that their daughter's first time should be gentle and loving, and she wanted HIM to be the first to show her what physical love was like........(cont)