“Daddy are you ready for the weekend?” she asked smiling up at me.
It was Friday night I just got home from work to hear that my loving wife had booked a long weekend away at a country resort for my daughter and myself. It sounded like a relaxing weekend of spas and drinks, maybe the odd game of tennis; to get away from the city would be fabulous.
“Of course, honey, your mother has put things in a bag for me, so I think we're ready,” I replied.
A big smile appeared on Amy's face. “Can we get going then, Daddy? I want to have as much time there as possible.”
“Okay, baby, let's go.” I sighed, thinking of heading back into the traffic once again that afternoon.
I picked up both of our bags and headed to my car putting the bags in the boot; I opened the door to reduce the heat before I got in. Amy bounced out of the house wearing a loose fitting vest top and a pair of high cut-off jeans. Her mousy blonde hair came off her shoulders as she came to the car. This was going to be our first time together alone since too long a time and I hoped that we could re-establish the relationship that we had back then. Many years of hard work building my business had kept me away from home, so she was often asleep when I returned from work. I had missed much of her formative years away on business so this was a great way to spend some time with her and get to know her again.
It was actually really pleasant to have somebody organise a whole weekend for me so I had nothing to do but drive us there; my wife had kept it completely secret so I knew nothing about what we were going to do at the resort we were going to, for that matter. I put the address my wife had given me into the GPS and saw that it was north of the city on Highway 1, about an hour out of town. I could see this on the edge of the hills some way from the highway.
“Are you ready?” I asked my daughter.
Amy nodded with a big smile on her face. I got the feeling that she knew what was in store for the weekend but wasn't letting on. I drove through the city streets and eventually turned onto the highway and headed north.
“So baby, what's this weekend all about? I was really shocked at first when your mother told me. Actually, I'm getting used to the idea and liking the idea of relaxing for a few days.”
“Well, Daddy, the place we're going has been open for a very long time apparently. In fact, Granddad took Mum there years ago. They have these exclusive father and daughter weekends over a public holiday, time for fathers and daughters to really get to know each other. I think you're going to enjoy it, Mum said she had an amazing time. So I'm so excited to get there,” Amy explained.
“I think we got another half an hour or so before we do, so sit back and relax and tell me what you've been up to,” I replied.
Amy twisted and her seat so that she was facing me a little more. I glanced over only to see her smiling face and the cleavage of a pair of well-formed breasts being revealed by the low front of her vest. I couldn't help but glance down taking in my daughter's figure. When did she turn into this young woman I saw before me? I asked myself and what a spectacular pair of breasts I thought she had. I pinched myself that I shouldn't be thinking about my daughter like that. I couldn't help notice that my cock stirred in my pants.
“Well, Daddy, as you know high school is nearly finished, I just have a few weeks of Year Eleven and then my exams to go, and then I guess I'll need to think about college and my future and all those exciting adult things that come with it,” she said. “I'm looking forward to having a long hot summer after my exams so that I can relax and spend some more time with you if you're free. I know you're so busy with your work but hopefully, you'll be able to make time for your favourite daughter.”
I laughed, “Only daughter, but definitely my favourite,” I smiled.
“Oh look, this looks like the turning off the highway,” I indicated and turned the car off the road and up what seemed to be a private road. The SatNav indicated we still had six kilometres to go. The road wound through the countryside leading us towards the foothills of the mountain range that is the central spine of New Zealand. Small clumps of trees dotted the landscape, with sheep and cattle grazing in paddocks on either side. In the distance, I could see a larger group of trees which seemed to shield the resort from the highway and, I guess, prying eyes.
“Well, looks like we're nearly here,” I grinned at Amy as we passed through towering pillars holding large cast iron gates. I drove the car along the gravelled drive and parked it in front of the large doors of the central part of what looked like an old vineyard building which was the main part of the hotel. Wings and outbuildings stretched off on either side making the whole complex seem really massive.
I got out and stretched, taking the bags out of the boot. As if on cue a porter came out and picked up our bags taking them through the main doors and motioning for us to follow him. I held the door for Amy and we both walked into a huge reception area filled with long low sofas and a long reception desk running down one side. We checked in at reception and were handed the key card for the room, the receptionist pointed which way to turn and we walked slowly down a long corridor to our room.
I swiped the card and the door clicked open. Amy couldn't wait to get inside and explore what the room was like. I walked in noticing the usual wardrobes with standard hotel gear, minibar, etc. The room itself was huge with an enormous bed dominating the space; glass doors opened onto a private deck where a spa pool shimmered in the summer sun.
“Isn't it amazing, Daddy?” Amy grinned at me. “It looks like this place is just what I was expecting, did you see the notice for the father and daughter dance this evening in reception? Oh, I'm going to love this so much, thank you, Daddy, for bringing me.” She ran over to me wrapping her arms around me and pressing herself against me. I looked down at her as she reached up and kissed me, lingering just a little longer than maybe she should have. For the second time that day, I felt my cock stir at the thought of my daughter.
“Let's unpack and get ourselves sorted, I feel like a spa before we have our evening meal, that's quite a few hours away anyway so we have time to relax,” I said to Amy.
“Good plan, Daddy,” Amy smiled.
We opened up our bags; of course, I had no idea of the contents of mine. Neatly folded on the top was my dinner suit, and I could feel my dress shoes further down inside the bag. I hung up my suit and various shirts, socks, boxers, etc. I recognised my wash bag from my business trips so I took that out and placed it to the side; there was also a black zipped bag which I'd never seen before. I opened it and to my surprise, found a vibrator, some webbing and neoprene restraints, a blindfold, a cock ring and a packet of Viagra. I immediately went red, trying to hide it from Amy, but my sudden movement attracted her attention.
“What's that you have in your hand, Dad?” she asked immediately.
I held it out so that she could read it. “I think your mother packed the wrong bag,” I laughed.
“Have you ever taken one of those?” Amy replied quizzically, looking at the packet and popping one of the tablets out from its foil wrapping.
“No!” I said. “I don't actually think they work. I think they’re just a gimmick.”
“Well, only one way to find out, of course,” she grinned handing me the tablet. “Go on, put your money where your mouth is,” she laughed.
“Seriously? As I said, I think it's a gimmick and it won't work.” I put the tablet in my mouth and swallowed it. “There, satisfied?” I looked at her and we both laughed.
I removed my shirt as I walked towards the glass doors; opening them, I walked out onto the deck. It was completely screened off from the rooms next door but had a view over the rolling paddocks which led away from the side of the hotel. I turned on the jets. I felt the temperature of the water--perfect, I thought to myself. I walked back to my bag thinking to find my swimming togs, but looking inside, I couldn't find any.