Missing Baby Girl

I'm writing this from the road -- another business trip keeping me away from baby girl. I've written before of my love for baby girl, and today seems like the right time to do so once again.

You might have noticed that I haven't posted recently. I've been traveling as much as I ever do -- nearly every week for the last couple of months. When baby girl and I got married, it was easy at first. For a variety of reasons, my travel schedule wasn't so bad. I was home most weeks, and when I was away, it wasn't for long. I think we both got used to that lifestyle. But then work called once again, as it always does.

I enjoy what I do greatly, and my employer takes good care of me. I'm glad to be doing what I'm doing. But I don't like being apart from baby girl.

You can't imagine how wonderful a wife, a lover, and a slave baby girl is.

She wakes up smiling every day. I mean that literally: when I go upstairs to rouse her, the moment she awakes, she's smiling, even before her eyes are open. She makes me laugh, hard, over and over again, every day. She's literally the funniest person I've ever known.

She gives the best blowjobs I've ever had, and it's not even close. After she has been at it for a while, and then decides to make me cum, wrapping her hand around my shaft and twisting it up and down like the stripes on a barber pole, in time with her mouth... I've never felt anything like that in my life.

She trusts me completely. We don't have a safeword. We decided some time ago that not only did we not need one, but that having one would interfere with the submission and release baby girl craves. I don't recommend this to others unless they know exactly what they're doing, but it works for us.

She cums on command for me. I mean to write about this more one day, but early on in our relationship, I trained baby girl to cum when I told her to. Now I can make her cum anytime, anywhere, even as I'm driving the car. It's an incredible feeling to know I can order that from her.

She has the nicest, tightest pussy I've ever felt. Partly this is because she has never had kids (and never will), but partly it's because she does exercises to keep it that way. I can't count how many times I've said to her, or thought to myself, "Your cunt feels perfect right now."

So to baby girl, I miss you, little one, and I'll come home to you as soon as I can. You're the best little girl a Daddy could have... and the best wife a husband could hope for. I love you!