David Rawlings was also excited. Over the past three weeks, his newly consummated love for his beautiful 10 year daughter had drawn them even closer to each other. Something he would not have believed possible. With this latest project in under the wire, he had a wad of bonus money burning a hole in his pocket, and he was determined to make the next two weeks the best ever.

Their flight appeared on the board and, hand in hand, they passed through the final checks and on to the plane. Having spared no expense, they were shown to their seats in the First Class section.

'Oh Daddy! Look at this! I've got a Nintendo attached to my seat!'

'I can see Becky. That should keep you out of mischief for a while.'

Settling into their seats, they relaxed and enjoyed the pre-flight drinks, handed out by the classy stewardess. As they sipped their drinks, David looked around the cabin. It was pretty empty; three seats were taken by what seemed to be businessmen. All three of them were already sitting, heads buried in their laptops, working away. There was also a middle aged couple, heavily tanned, who looked like they were probably returning home to the Caribbean. The rest of the cabin was empty, leaving David and Becky alone in the last three rows of First Class.

The Captain greeted everyone over the PA system and the stewardess, who introduced herself as Elaine, went through the emergency procedures. The businessmen were gently separated from their laptops, and, finally, the airplane was ready for take off.

Becky hung on to her father's hand with excitement. She had flown quite a lot in her young life, but she was always excited by it. As the Boeing 747 picked up speed, pushing her back in her seat, she squeezed David's fingers and smiled up at him.

'Daddy, I love you. Thanks for this holiday.'

'Darling I love you too. And this holiday is as much for me as you.'

Two hours into the flight, they had eaten their breakfast. Becky had played on the Nintendo and was happy to just snuggle up close to her father. She stowed the game and pushed the arm rest back out of the way. She drew her slim legs up onto her seat and, pressing her head against David's chest, flung an arm around him.

David smiled, his heart was full of love for his little girl. He reached for the blanket he had thrust into the pocket in front of him, and spread it over the two of them, tucking it under Becky's chin.

'Tired?' asked Elaine, looking efficient in her crisp uniform.

'Yes; we had a very early start. Becky isn't used to getting up at four in the morning.'

'I'll make sure that you're not disturbed then Mr. Rawlings. Just press the blue button if you need anything.'

'OK, thanks Elaine.'

As the Stewardess walked away, David could feel Becky shake as she giggled.

'What's so funny, darling?'

'It's just that I'm not *that* tired.....'

David smiled, he knew his daughter loved her cuddles, and, with a sigh, he settled deeper into his seat, holding the lovely 10 year old close to his chest.

Becky hugged her Daddy. She loved the feeling of his chest under her hand. After a few minutes, she slowly began to move her hand in circles over his chest. She felt David stiffen, and smiled to herself. Her little hand went to his nipples and rubbed them through the material of his shirt, bringing a low moan to the throat of her Daddy. Taking the lead, Becky ran her hand down David's chest and across his belly. Dropping lower, she rubbed across his hip and down onto his stiffening prick.

David jerked his hips up; he knew it was a big risk, letting Becky touch him like this, but he couldn't stop her. As Becky's soft hand teased and kneaded his erection, David gently stroked Becky's back and held her closer.

Becky took hold of the zipper of David's trousers, and slowly pulled it down over the throbbing dick inside. Slipping her hand into the fly, she took hold of her father's hard dick and squeezed it gently. She could feel him fighting the urge to thrust up against her soft hand. Sliding her hand inside her Daddy's boxer shorts, she gently stroked up and down, running her little fingers over the throbbing glans. Dribbles of pre-come were seeping from the open hole at the centre and she rubbed it into the shiny tip of David's prick.

David slowly lifted his hips off of the seat and pressed up against Becky's lovely hand. Taking a look around the cabin, he saw that the other passengers were all busy, either working on their laptops or, in the case of the middle-aged couple, holding hands and watching a video on their individual screens. David reached around Becky and held her by the waist. He pulled her up and across his body and settled her down, sitting in his lap, her chest pressed against his and her head resting in the crook of his neck. He grabbed the blanket and made sure it covered the both of them. David rested his hands on Becky's slim hips and rocked her slightly backwards and forwards. His throbbing dick was pressed against the tightly stretched material of her panties, the mound of her pudenda moulding around his hardness........(cont)