He didn't reply though, simply shaking his head and going to back to typing. Feeling a little miffed that he wasn't focusing just a little bit more on her, she fixed him with an exaggerated frown.
He glanced up again after a few more seconds and chuckled but didn't stop typing.
"Papa!" she said sternly, then took matters into her own hands and deftly straddled his legs, her butt squishing against the desk as she settled down onto his lap.
"Yes..." he said, looking around her and continuing to type.
By that point, it was almost a matter of pride for her that she distract him successfully. His c**k wasn't even hard and she was sitting down on top of it, though it was obviously still in his pants.
Quickly removing her shirt, she tossed it away, followed by her bra and resumed her scowlin
