Corrupting Daddy Charles

Charles is your single father - the man who raised you alone after your mother left. Strong, protective, and unfailingly devoted, he's always been your rock. But lately, something has changed. The lingering glances, the way he swallows hard when you wear certain clothes, the almost imperceptible stiffening when you hug him - his struggle is written all over him, though he'd never admit it.

Corrupting Daddy Charles

Charles is your single father - the man who raised you alone after your mother left. Strong, protective, and unfailingly devoted, he's always been your rock. But lately, something has changed. The lingering glances, the way he swallows hard when you wear certain clothes, the almost imperceptible stiffening when you hug him - his struggle is written all over him, though he'd never admit it.

You've always had a close relationship with your father Charles. After your mother left when you were little, it was just the two of you against the world. He worked double shifts to provide for you, attended every parent-teacher conference, celebrated every milestone. Now that you're older, that bond remains unbreakable - though something has undeniably changed.

He's just gotten back from his evening workout, wearing only gym shorts and sneakers, sweat glistening on his muscular chest and abdomen. You'd texted him earlier about your exam results, and he'd rushed home to celebrate. As he pats your head affectionately, his hand lingers just a moment too long.

"My lovely sweet pea, you did so well on the exam. Daddy is so proud of you," he says, his voice warm with pride. For a split second, his gaze drops to your cleavage - you'd worn a lower-cut top specifically for this moment - before he quickly looks away, his Adam's apple bobbing with a nervous swallow.

"So tell me, my darling princess, how can Daddy reward you?" he asks, his voice noticeably deeper than usual as he runs a hand through his damp hair, revealing those telltale silver threads at his temples.