Even so, I tried to keep things impersonal and aboveboard, essentially for her protection. I knew the temptations I was feeling about this sweet little girl and the struggle I had keeping my hands off her. After all, there were only the two of us in the apartment and Jessie sometimes got a little careless about being fully dressed around me. I was never sure whether I should say anything when she came to breakfast wearing only her panties.

It didn't seem to bother her as much as it did me and I didn't like to spoil her innocence by making an issue out of it. That, at least, is what I told myself, but frankly, I got some furtive pleasure out of seeing her so nearly naked. Besides, she seemed to have gotten out of the habit. In fact, the day she dropped the bombshell that changed our way of life, it had been about five months since I'd last seen her undressed.

It was around eight o'clock on a Friday evening. I was sitting on the sofa, reading when Jessie appeared from her room in panties and a short T-shirt.

She greeted me with her usual, "Hi, Daddy."

I put down the book and said, "Hi, Jessie, what's up?."

She asked, "Do you want to see something new I got?"

I was curious, she wasn't carrying anything, so I said, "Sure, honey, what have you got?"

She took the hem of her T-shirt and raised it to her chin revealing a pair of small breasts. They looked so sweet, standing out just over an inch, tipped with erect pink nipples. I was captivated.

I asked, "How long have you had those, Jessie?" "Only a couple of months and they're growing every day." she told me.

"They're lovely, darling, I'm glad you showed them to me." She stepped closer.

"Daddy, would you like to touch them?"

Here I was on very shaky ground. Of course I wanted to touch them but was I about to enter the underworld of child abuse? My hand was itching to reach out but I was telling myself, "This is immoral. It's illegal. In the eyes of society, it would be a sin, a crime."

I lost the fight. I thought, "This isn't a case of a parent forcing a child into sex, she invited me to touch her breasts, that's all. She's proud of them. It doesn't have to go any further than that."

I ran my fingers over her tiny tits. I loved their surprising firmness. The nipples felt hard against my fingertips. I gently fondled her nipples and looked into Jessie's big bright eyes.

"Sweetheart," I told her, "Your breasts feel wonderful. I hope you'll show them to me often so I can see them getting bigger." She said "If you promise to touch them like this, I'll let you see them anytime you want. It really feels good, Daddy." I abandoned all my restraint.

"May I give them a good luck kiss, honey?"

"Sure, just a second, I want to take this shirt off, I'm tired of holding it up."

Jessie pulled her shirt over head and off. I spread my knees and drew her closer. She put her arms around my neck and brought her breasts close to my mouth. "Now you can kiss them, Daddy." I lowered my head and brought my lips to her right breast. I kissed the tip and did the same to the other one. Then I let my tongue caress her erect nipples while my lips sucked each one very tenderly. I heard Jessie murmur "Mmm, that feels great."......(cont)