After the beach (closed for Becaa57)

[Becaa57]

"It was very embarrassing, but I think more involved in ways I don't understand. You are aware, that when a girl starts having periods, she becomes a woman in a way?

 

[Bluntitis]

“sure I am aware of that. When a girl gets her periods a lot changes for fathers as well. They come more protective of their daughters. Why do you think I see Enzo as a stallion otherwise?”

I kiss you on your forehead.

“ I don’t like to leave you alone tonight. Do you like me to stay and sleep on your couch?”

 

[Becaa57]

I snuggle against you for a minute, then getting up off your lap. "I'd love you to stay here Daddy, but what about your home life?" Hating that you should go home to your wife.
I go to a closet and get a sheet and blanket. If you want, you're welcome to take a shower first. I'll take mine after you

 

[Bluntitis]

You accept my offer, I am glad to stay with you tonight. With my friend John as cover up I can stay away tonight.

"I like to stay the night with my daughter. No worries, my wife knows there is a possibility I stay away for the night. I will text her that I sleep at John's. I will use the bathroom first. Just give me a minute."

When I am done showering and dried off, I put my underpants and t-shirt back on. It's weird to walk around in your living room clothed like this. That's why I immediately make myself comfortable on the couch and pull the blanket over me. While you are in the bathroom a lot of thoughts cross my mind. I like to be with you, but it is a long time ago that I slept on a couch. This is only possible because John backs me up. He doesn't ask questions but I have to explain what is going on. At least that I am involved with somebody else. I trust him, he won't betray me. When you come out of the bathroom I am almost asleep.

 

[Becaa57]

I come out in a robe over a long t-shirt I wear as a nighty. Seeing you almost asleep. "Daddy!!! This couch folds out!!! Let me help you" You struggle to get up, and I see you're just in underpants and a t-shirt. "Hold on!" I go into my room and dig through the closet, coming out with a pair of men's PJ bottoms and a robe. "Here put these on, they are clean!!! I'll make your bed" As you go into my room to change I pull out the sofa bed and make it up for you. It crosses my mind, that maybe I should just ask you to sleep in my bed, but I am not sure that would be a good idea. When you come out I explain. "Those I originally got when my dad would visit back home, sometimes he'd need a place to escape my mom. Like I said they are washed, so I hope you are ok when you stay here, you can wear them or we can get you some clothes for here" Amazed at myself that I'm saying he will be staying more often. "Come lay down Daddy, I'll be in my room" As you do that we kiss goodnight, then off to bed and at least for me a lot of thoughts swirling around in my head

 

[Bluntitis]

It’s so sweet of you to be so caring to make my bed. Wearing your father’s pyjama bottom feels weird. It confuses me that you also took care of your real daddy. You are used to the fact that your daddy sleeps at your place. I am flattered to hear that I may stay more often, but that won’t happen often. I can’t stay away that often at home. But next time I will bring my own pyjama’s and toiletries. We kiss good night and I lay down in the sofa bed, much better!

 

[Becaa57]

I see that you are so very tired, I guess a stressful day. I imagine the dinner and staying over with me is the cause of it. Hurts my heart that you have this stress, but I'm so glad you did.
I go into my room, mostly closing the door, but leaving it ajar, listening to you breath, even snoring which makes me smile. Then I doze off, awaked hours later by your tossing and turning, mumbling in your sleep. I get up to check on you and you seem upset in your dream. I'd heard it's not good to wake someone who is having a bad dream. I crawl into bed with you, and hold your head to my breast, "Shhhhh Shhhh it's ok" saying softly. You settle down and I fall back asleep, waking the next morning to look at you looking down at me.

 

[Bluntitis]

When I wake up I don't know where I am for a moment. Then I feel the warmth of a body and I realize that you are lying against me. The softness of your breasts against my chest. How is it possible that you came to lie next to me under the blanket without me noticing? Most of the time, I sleep quite lightly.

As my brain becomes more active, I realize that I had a bad dream last night. In the dream, I lost you. I often have dreams about losing things or losing people. We walked hand in hand together in a crowded shopping street. The further we walked, the more crowded it became. The people around us started pushing to get through. It became increasingly difficult to hold hands. At one point I walked behind you and had to let go of your hand. You were carried away by the people and the distance between us kept getting bigger and bigger, no matter what I tried. You looked up at me in a panic. I could just see you. You shouted to me "Daddy, daddy come to me". I couldn't recall anything, my throat was tightened in fear.

A short time after you were close to me again and I heard you say "don't panic father, everything is fine". I must have gone back to sleep peacefully after that. I don't want to get up yet. I kiss you on the neck and close my eyes again.

 

[Becaa57]

I am a bit surprised that you don't say anything, but after the kiss on my neck, you pull me close, cuddling up. I see you eyes close. Boy he must be wore out, I relax against your body, and close my eyes too, loving how nice it is to be held by you, without groping hands, which my ex would have done. We both doze off, a peaceful dreamfree sleep

 

[Bluntitis]

When we wake up the sun is shining brightly. It must be late already. Ten o’clock! I have a lot to do today. The children will be off to school. If I am lucky my wife isn’t home, otherwise I have to lie to her face.

I tell you about my dream: “ The reason why I dream quite often about losing people has to do with my self-esteem. Long time I thought I had to be thankful for my life. But more recently I came to the understanding that my wife doesn’t give me enough attention. When I am with you I have the feeling you are there for me and listen to what I have to say. Maybe I am in my subconscious not totally convinced I deserve your company. That’s why I had this dream last night.”

I look in your eyes, but don't want my thoughts to be read. I would like to be cherished. Holding you in my arms and being kissed.

 

[Becaa57]

I listen to you describing your dream, "You dreamt about losing me???? Wow!!! That is so special to me. You totally deserve my company, You've treated me nice then any man I've known, including my real dad!!! I need you too, really do. You've helped me so much in the past few days!!! You are a very special man to me!!!!"
Being in your arms and kissing you, both of us still in bed.
"I'll be honest for a minute, I hate that you have to leave me to go home, I know you love her and your children, but I miss you when you're gone. I thank you so much for last night!!!!"
"I'll be here for you, whenever you need me"

 

[Bluntitis]

"So sweet of you to say this! I feel loved and wanted!"

We have a simple breakfast with some cereales and coffee. Then I leave you after telling you that I can’t see you before the weekend. Tomorrow I will meet John in the evening. Have to explain to him what is going on. I kiss you goodbye and whisper in your ear “don’t forget about me.”

 

[Becaa57]

I whisper back "Never" then when you are gone, lay on the sofa bed. Thinking about you, your arms and your kisses. My hand drifting down to between my legs, touching as I imagine it's you. Thinking I may have found the man to take my virginity. With that in mind I keep fingering myself, pretending it's you until I cum on the bed we shared

 

[Bluntitis]

When I got home I bumped into my wife. She asked me how my evening with John was. I told her that we had eaten steak in a Argentinian restaurant. Afterwards we went to a bar to drink beer. I told her John was doing alright.

I worked a couple of hours and made dinner for the family. After the girls went to bed my wife and I had a glass of wine. Then we went to bed. It's a weird idea that you were lying next to me this morning and now I'm getting back into bed with my wife. She lies on her hip and slides backwards towards me. I know what that means, she offers me sex. She doesn’t like foreplay, it makes her ticklish. Hard fucking and climaxing, that is all she wants. I lay close to her also in my side. Press her a little bit on her belly, the upper leg slightly bent. Then I start rubbing her pussy. She is already very wet. I stick two fingers in and push them in and out. Then she asks for my cock. She rolls completely on her belly. I slip out of my underpants and enter her. Holding one hand on her tailbone I fuck her hard. She grips her pillow above her head and pushes her head in. Than she starts moaning, her pussy contracts and she climaxes. She asks me if I can come. I say I need a moment. I pump her hard and am able to ejaculate. In three thrusts I squirt all my cum into her. We say good night and I turn around. It feels as if I have betrayed you. But my sex drive is bigger than my wife’s so I never decline to have sex with her. Would be awkward if I would turn her down. The last thought I have before I fall asleep is that I hope you can deal with this situation.

 

[Becaa57]

I'm dozing when my phone rings. It's my girlfriends, wondering if I'd forgotten about today's lunch. And I had, told them to order me a drink I'd be right there. Jump in the shower for a quick shower, then pull on panties and a summer dress. Heading out to meet them. They teased me of course, asking if I was snowflake or sleeping beauty. I just said I've have had a busy week. and we just start chatting, ordered lunch, then decided to sit on the patio for a bit, having a couple more cocktails. As usual our conversations goes all over, from husbands and boyfriends to lovers. Somehow they end up talking about married men. I was somewhat shocked to find out, that all of them have had at least one married lover. Some after they were married. Discussing the good and the bad about them. Mostly finding out that a relationship can work as long as he isn't looking to get out of his marriage, and we aren't looking for a future with him. They are usually a temporary solution, and as long as his wife doesn't find out. It's good they are usually older and financially secure to you get treated to nice meals. I wonder why they are talking about it, because not something we've talked in the past. After lunch ended I went home, to a dinner by myself, wondering what you doing, eating dinner mostly like maybe cooked by your wife. Then probably having sex with her, I wonder if she pleases you, if she is sexier then me, bigger boobs. Obviously she has sex, I mean you have kids. I go to my bed, hugging the pillow you slept on, wondering what I'm getting into.

 

[Bluntitis]

The next morning I feel guilty about the night before although I know I don’t have to. Text you: “darling, miss you! Tomorrow I will go with Bruno to a beach a bit further out of town. Dogs are allowed to go on the beach there. Will you join us? Can pick you up at your apartment.”

Next thing I do is calling with a client. Tell him I don’t feel well and would rather stay at home tonight. Is it possible to postpone the planned business dinner? He says it’s no problem. We agree to have dinner next week. I call John and tell him I have to meet him this evening. He invites me to come to his house.

At seven PM, after dinner I go to John. I am nervous. I feel burdened that he covered me up without knowing what’s going on. I tell him not the whole truth. Can’t tell him that you are twenty and like a daughter to me. Instead I tell him the woman I am involved with is somewhere in her forties and divorced, without children. We drunk coffee together twice and yesterday we had dinner at a restaurant. John will back me up he says as long as he doesn’t have to lie to my wife. I am not proud of it, but this way I have more freedom to see you. That's the most valuable to me.

 

[Becaa57]

The text in the morning makes my day!!!! "Yes!!! what time?, I wasn't sure if I could text you or not, don't want you to get in trouble."
I know I have to work today, so carve out a block of time for that. A few more text messages from girl friends, inviting me out tomorrow during the day. I decline, stating I have to work, got behind on a project. A few inappropriate remarks about that, but I just send them the finger and laugh. Then try not to think about you, and what you are doing for dinner, hoping it's not a romantic one with your wife. As I go to bed, again I try and think about where this is going. Remembering the cabin you mentioned, maybe a weekend away with you?

 

[Bluntitis]

Saterday morning I go shopping with the girls. They both need new shoes and I let them pick out a book in the bookstore. After coffee and lemonade we go home. I text you: “ready for the beach? We can pick you up in a hour from now.”

I bet you'll be ready and leave half an hour later with Bruno. The only thing I take with me is two tanks of water, one for us and one for Bruno and his water bowl. I like to go on the road unprepared and see what happens. I wonder how you deal with surprises!

 

[Becaa57]

Your text came later then I was expecting, so was prepared for a Sorry I can't go text. Something I'd be warned about with married men. Very happy to see you are on your way.
When you pull up, I'm sitting on my front step, in a swimsuit with a wrap, my beach bag beside me, containing some lotion and water. I figure you'd bring something for lunch. Getting into your car, smothered by Bruno, licking and wagging his tail. Trying to curl up in my lap! I laugh and pet and hug him, then you help put him in the back seat. I lean over for for a quick kiss and you drive off.
"I was thinking you'd be earlier, did you have a busy morning, or is it something I shouldn't ask"

 

[Bluntitis]

“Of cause you can ask. I went shopping with my daughters. They grow so fast they needed new shoes. I didn’t organise much for now. I like to travel light, only took some water with me. Hope you don’t mind. I have planned to walk an hour. Take a rest and walk back. Is that okay or do you have a different proposal?”

 

[Becaa57]

"That's great, I love that you spend time with them!!! Uhmmm I guess just a walk, all we need is water. I do have a big towel if you want to sit at some point and take a break" Smiling at you
"No proposal's at least not today"
We chat on the drive over, and when get out. You let me hold Bruno. he is a handful, but well behaved as well.
"I used have a dog, back in the states, had to leave him behind with my parents. I miss him, actually more the Mom & Dad"
I tell you about my day, the fun with my girlfriends, I don't mention the thoughts I had about you

 

[Bluntitis]

Good to hear that you have fun with your girlfriends. I am not always there for you. You can't fix your life on me.

After an hour we are at a remote part of the beach. We are completely alone. We sit on the towel. There is not much space for both of us. I ask you to sit in front of me with your back against my chest. That feels nice. I wrap my arms around you. Overviewing the sea. I would like to sail of with you and Bruno in a small sailboat. Nobody around but the two of us!

Out of the blue I say:
“I would like to go swimming but forgot my swimming trunks. Do you mind if I jump in naked?”

To be honest I would like to show you my naked body. I feel confident enough to walk naked to the waterfront under your eyes.

 

[Becaa57]

I'm enjoying myself with you, but when you mention skinny dipping into the sea. "Is this a nude beach?" I ask, but it's obvious we are the only ones around. I have my suit in my bag, but if you go in nude, I can't put mine on would be wrong and rude. "Uhmmm I guess it's ok if it's safe to here?" You move out from behind me, and before I can react, you've slipped out of your shirt and shorts/underwear. Putting them on the towel by my bag. You stand, whistle for Bruno and run into the water. I haven't figured out what I'm going to do yet

 

[Bluntitis]

I run in till the water is at my waist, then I dive. Swimming without clothes is special expercience for me. I feel liberated when I am naked. The feeling of the coolness of the water at my waist and buttocks is great! I challenge you to come skinny dipping, but don't want to put any pressure on you.

I yell: "Come in, the water is wonderfully fresh and cooling!"

I am not going to stare at the beach monitoring what your actions are. I play with Bruno. He doesn't go in as far as I do. I swim one way and than the other way along the waterfront. Bruno follows me. He barks and jumps over small waves.

 

[Becaa57]

I hear your invite and think about it. When I notice that you're not watching I shrug, why not. Slipping out of my sundress, sandals and panties, I run down to the water, and dive in. I swim over to where you are, and crouch down, so the water covers my breasts. Bruno see's me and swims over, trying to lick my face. After almost being knocked over a time or two I stand up, we are in waist deep water. I resist the urge to cover up.
"I should tell you, that you are the first man, other then my dad to see me this way!" Then I swim away and Bruno follows.