Wife 2.0 (Closed)

[Vagrant]

~ Closed for myself and LissomeYen ~

The divorce had been finalized and Chris Canaan was newly single. Thanks to the prenup that they had both signed, the circumstances of the divorce meant that he only had to pay very little in alimony. She had broken the agreement, broken his trust, and therefor he wasn't obligated to give her half of his assets, as would otherwise likely have been the case.

Being the owner of Cardinality Systems, Chris had a great deal of money. Sure, he wasn't Google, but the software his company produced was behind a lot of successful companies, and they paid accordingly. There was no shortage of women that would jump at the chance to be with him, but he wasn't willing to risk another relationship like that again. He didn't want a gold digger. Sure, a young, sexy trophy wife would be exactly what he was looking for, but the type of women who normally fit that role were usually just there for as long as the money and gifts came their way. As soon as they thought they could get a better deal elsewhere, they were elsewhere themselves.

Chris was thinking about all this while he was waiting for one of his oldest friends to meet him for lunch. They had gone to college together and always kept in touch. He was Chris' Best Man at his wedding. But while they had always been close, even after they graduated, they had gone very different directions. His friend had settled down, had a family, and made a respectable living, while Chris had gone for Greatness.

 

[LissomeYen]

Richard Evans walked into the restaurant and looked around for one of his oldest friends. Spotting him at the bar, he strode forward, taking a seat next to him with a clap on the shoulder. "How's it going, Chris?"

Richard had thick, dirty blond hair and a darker goatee, his once muscled body now softer because of the demands of family and a maddeningly boring desk job. However, his daughter, Angelina, always said she liked how cuddly he was--like a big teddy bear--and he greatly enjoyed the way the teen cuddled up.

Ever since her mother had left them almost a year ago, that cuddling had become more frequent.

"Haven't seen you in a while," he commented, ordering a beer and a plate of nachos.

 

[Vagrant]

Chris smiled as the other man joined him. "Things could be better, Rich. But they could be much worse. Everything is official now, I'm single again."

As they ate, Chris lamented his most recent problem. "I just can't trust women right now, Rich... I mean, I would love to find someone to replace Nikki, but every time I try, I think about what I would have to go through if all of this happened again. It wasn't even the cheating, not really... I wouldn't have cared if Nikki had told me she wanted to fuck other guys. It was that she hid it from me, lied about it... That was the betrayal of trust that I can't forgive... I need to find someone like Nikki, but be absolutely sure that no matter how much she fucks around, she'd never lie about it, or try to deceive me."

Rich was aware of how he had treated Nikki, like a queen, and the lifestyle that he had given her. His attitude towards sex and fidelity were also well known to his good friend.

 

[LissomeYen]

Richard listened quietly as his friend described what he was going through, nodding along all the while. Their experiences weren't exactly the same, but going through the divorce with Shelley had been just as hard. He told Chris this, and then a little smile tugged his lips up.

"Y'know, what really got me through the divorce was Angie. I have to admit, I think more than once, 'Damn, if more women were as sweet as my little girl, this world would be a better place.'" He took a draw from his beer and nudged Chris's arm with his elbow. "Maybe that's what you need. A little young thing to get your spirits up. Make you feel like the boss again."

 

[Vagrant]

He smiled at his friend as he described how his daughter had helped him through the divorce. "Yeah, that's what I mean, a young sexy girl that I could dote all over and who would treat me right. But it's so hard to know if they're with me for me, or for what I buy them, you know? I mean, what you and Angie have... that's a bond that isn't going to break. You trust her and she trusts you. And that's great and all, but I'm looking for more than just a father/daughter thing."

He took a drink of his beer. "It's a shame, too... you know how well I take care of the women in my life. But enough about me and my problems... how are you and Angie? She just turned 18 didn't she? A couple weeks ago? I'm really sorry I couldn't be there, I was out of the country. I bet you're worried some loser is going to catch her eye and take her away from you... she deserves so much more."

 

[LissomeYen]

Richard's eyes lit up when his friend asked about his daughter--she was his favorite subject, after all. "Yeah, we had a quiet little celebration." He was about to speak more about how the party went when Chris's last few words sunk in. Richard shook his head, glancing over at the other.

"Man, you hit the nail right on the head. That's been on my mind for a while now, because, well..." He hesitated, glancing around the restaurant. It was fairly busy, but everyone was chatting amongst themselves and minding their own business, including the bartender. No one would overhear. "A week after the party, I came home early from work and...I fuckin' saw my baby girl in the nude. But she's not a baby anymore. She usually wears this baggy clothing and t-shirts so I hadn't noticed but..." He shook his head again. "Definitely has her mother's body." He chuckled a little, realizing he was getting off track. "Made me realize that she's growing up fast. If I'm not careful, some asshole's gonna snatch her up, maybe even get her pregnant 'cause she's still too naive..."

Becoming frustrated as his mind went in different directions, Richard put his beer down and ran a hand through his hair.

 

[Vagrant]

When Rich said that Angie has her mother's body he couldn't help, and didn't really try to avoid, thinking of what she looked like in a bikini around his pool a couple years before that, when he had the family over for the weekend. "Wow, yeah, with a body like that, there is definitely going to be some guys after her."

If he was around her as much as Rich was, he might have had troubles keeping his hands to himself as well. But at the same time, Rich and Shelley had raised Angie to be wholesome and innocent, not the type of woman he was looking for. He didn't want a partner, he wanted a trophy wife. A hot piece of ass to hang off his arm and look fuckable. Angie didn't really fit the bill for that, in both personality and measurements, though he was sure she was an attractive girl.

"It's a shame she isn't my type of woman, Rich, I'd gladly take that fear away from you."

 

[LissomeYen]

Richard paused for a moment, as that one sentence planted the seeds of an idea that didn't seem so farfetched in the context of their conversation. Chris was almost like a brother to him. He was intelligent and financially secure. Flashes of that day when he saw Angie naked came to mind--child-bearing hips, full, bouncing breasts. She had been watching a porno, moaning and gasping as if she was trying to emulate the female porn star. Maybe all this time, Angie wasn't really as happy as she seemed. Maybe she was silently suffering under the guise of soft-spoken innocence. And he didn't want a gangly teen who didn't know a clit from an elbow taking her virginity.

He ran a hand over his jaw. "Maybe she can be your type of woman." He related to Chris his thoughts and the frantic way Angie was playing with her pussy the day he saw and spied on her. "If I could choose anybody to be with her, it would be you," he admitted. "Would really take a weight off my mind."

 

[Vagrant]

He was honestly surprised by Rich's statement that Angie could possibly be his type of woman. "Are you serious? I mean, if you are, I'm in. But you know the kind of women I go for, Rich. Huge fake tits, heavy makeup, tight, revealing clothes... and I have to say, having Nikki cheat on me, the idea of having my girl fuck other people, men and women... it's a hell of a turn on. And like we've been talking about for the last while, all of that while still be completely devoted and loyal to me... never hiding anything."

He finished off his beer in an attempt to give his friend time to let that all sink in. "If you're telling me that Angie could be that girl, then sure, lets do it. If you want your daughter to be that girl."

 

[LissomeYen]

Richard thought about it for a little while longer. Did he want his daughter to be that type of girl? He licked his lips. Angie didn't seem happy now. And he didn't want her to have a sexless life filled with babies, debt and minimum wage jobs. Chris seemed like the best man to...open her up to new life experiences, really fill her and mold her. She wouldn't have to watch cheap Internet porn to keep her satisfied.

"Yeah man, that's what I'm telling you. Fuck, I know it sounds wrong but I think that's what's best for her." He gulped down the rest of his beer. "One thing about the tits, though. You haven't seen her in a while and...I think you'll be pleasantly surprised with her growth. I know I was. Somehow she keeps those things hidden well beneath her clothes."

He drew up a napkin and requested a pen from the bartender. "Look, before I change my mind let's plan out a meeting time for you and Angie. She graduated, so just name the day and time, I'll get her to go." One of the things he had instilled in her early on was the importance of obedience.

 

[Vagrant]

He nodded his head. "Ok, come around my place for the afternoon on saturday, we'll spend it out by the pool, the three of us. And if we're going to do this, I'll have something for you." he got up, picked up the tab and shook his friend's hand. "I'll see you on saturday."

In the intervening time until they met up again, Chris got a new credit card, high limit, and made Rich the signatory on it. he would give the card to his friend when the father and daughter arrived on Saturday. If this was actually going to happen, it was no doubt going to cost money. Money that he knew his friend really didn't have, and since he would be the ultimate benefactor, he should be the one spending the money. Even without whatever they were going to have to do to train the girl to be the way he wanted, a woman who's primary concern is looking sexy and fucking didn't come cheap. He didn't imagine it would be any less costly turning someone into that kind of woman.

 

[LissomeYen]

Saturday afternoon came and Richard drove up Chris's long driveway, right on top. Angie was still pouting in the passenger's seat, fidgeting and clutching her hands in her lap--he had ordered her to put on the tightest t-shirt and shortest skirt she had. A shouting match had ensued, resulting in Angie over his knee, getting her ass smacked as hard as his arm could swing. But, like usual, the spanking had softened her and she gave a tear-filled, sweet apology, not wanting her daddy to be mad at her for long.

"Here we are. Come on honey, you remember Chris. He's a nice guy." He exited the car and walked to the passenger's door, opening it for Angelina. She scooted out uncomfortably.

Usually she wore clothes to cover her curves, not show them off. Her large, full breasts were on full display beneath the white t-shirt, along with her shapely ass and thighs. But she knew better than to question her father. Running a hand through her long, thick blonde hair as they walked up the front door, she waited quietly and nervously as her dad rung the bell, not sure what this was all about. All her father had said was that he wanted her and Chris to "get to know each other better."

 

[Vagrant]

He opened the door a minute or so after Rich had rung the bell, and smiled at the two of them. "Rich, Angie, please come in. It's a gorgeous day, so I figured we could spend it out back by the pool, maybe go swimming if the desire strikes us. Did you bring your swim suits?"

Rich let Angie go ahead of him, and Chris smiled at her, leaning in for a hug and kissing her on the cheek. he could feel her soft breasts pressing into his chest. Rich wasn't kidding when he said she had filled out. She was still on the small side for his tastes though. "Angie, it has been far too long. You are looking absolutely fantastic. I hope your dad didn't have to drag you away from anything important to come spend time with your Uncle Chris." That was what she had called him when she was little, but that was a long time ago.

"Rich, welcome. So good to see you. You didn't tell me that Angie had grown up into such an attractive girl. The boys must be drooling after her." Of course, he said that for her benefit.

"Come on, I'll give you the tour. It's been a few years since you were here last, Angie... you might remember some things though." He showed them around the house, being sure to point out when something was there because of his now ex-wife. A lot of her clothes remained in the house, including her swimwear. "If you didn't bring a suit, Angie, you and Nikki were about the same size... though you're a bit smaller up top... you should be able to find a swimsuit" really just a selection of bikinis, "that will fit you, should you choose to go for a swim."

he ended the tour out by the pool, where he had a bar set up to serve drinks. "I'll get us something to drink. Angie, if Dad doesn't mind, I'll pour you something as well." he winked at her. "We won't tell."

 

[LissomeYen]

Angie's mood greatly improved when she stepped inside Chris's house. He was just as she remembered him--polite, warmly affirming, gentle. And she had thought that his house would look smaller now since she saw it more often when she was small, but it was just as large and grand. By the time they had stopped at the poolside she was smiling, happy to be with her daddy and his friend and her mind off her tight clothing.

"As long as she has supervision, it's fine by me," said Richard, grinning over at Angie's surprised expression. "Why don't you go put on a swim suit and then come back out. I know how much you like swimming."

Angie hadn't been planning on it, but she shrugged her shoulders. "Alright. I'll be back in a minute," she said, walking off into the house. Richard continued chatting with Chris while she was away, and when she returned he went silent. His little girl really had grown up.

Angie had a classic hourglass figure. What was more, the swimsuit top was slipping down and all around, giving him nice views of the luscious sides and bottoms of her breasts as she moved. Blushing, she made a beeline for the pool, but Richard stopped her.

"Why don't you have a drink first, honey?"

 

[Vagrant]

While Angie was gone to change, Chris made the 3 of them drinks. He made Angie's fruity and sweet to hide the alcohol, making it a double while he would tell her he went easy on it instead.

As he sat down, leaving a lounger for Angie to sit on when she got back, he handed Rich the credit card. "Whatever you need for her transformation is on me. I think, aside from the wardrobe change you've already started her on, judging by that top and skirt... very nice, by the way. I think in addition to that, we should focus on the porn. Since you already know she watches it and gets off to it, that shouldn't be too hard to encourage more. She should be watching porn as often as she can, the dirtier the better. Do you agree?"

When Angie came back to he patio he couldn't believe his eyes. He thought that what she was wearing before showed her curves but that was nothing compared to one of his wife's tiny bikinis. He licked his lips and his smile widened. "Wow Angie, you look great. Come on and join us for a little while. I mixed you a drink. Don't worry, I went easy on the alcohol." He pointed to the fruity drink sitting by the empty lounger.

 

[LissomeYen]

"Damn, this is fucked up," Richard said in response, taking the card. "I'm fucked up." But he was smiling, and gave Chris a wink before slipping the card into his pocket. He appreciated his friend's forethought--he earned a lower middle-class living doing construction works and other odd jobs with his hands, and although he didn't plan on spending a fortune, knowing that he wouldn't have to dip into his own pockets for Angelina's transformation was one more weight off his shoulders.

"Thank you," she chirped, fidgeting with the top as she took a seat by the empty lounger.

"Stop messing with that, you look fine," Richard said, eyeing her chest as some of her pink areolae peeked out.

Not noticing, Angie gave a nod and reached out for the drink instead. She had been preparing for a strong sour or bitter taste, but it was yummy.

"Mmm, what is this called?" she said, taking a longer drink. It was already making her feel relaxed, and the presence of the men and the warm sun added to that feeling.

 

[Vagrant]

He smiled as she seemed to like the drink. When she asked what it was, he couldn't help but grin. "It's called a Blonde Bimbo. Only reason I know how to make it is because it was one of my ex-wife's favourites." He chuckled and had a seat next to Angie. "I'm glad I can finally make it for someone else. If you want another when that's done, just let me know and I'll make you one."

He put his hand on her thigh, just above her knee. Not too high to be daring, but not on her knee itself to seem completely uninterested. "So your dad mentioned you like to swim. If you want, you can come over any time and use the pool. Day or night. And you're welcome to any of Nikki's old swimsuits. This one certainly looks fantastic on you."

 

[LissomeYen]

"Blonde Bimbo," she repeated, taking another drink. "Interesting." She couldn't help but laugh a bit--what a ridiculous name!

Richard watched as Chris placed his hand on his baby's thigh, and he licked his lips, adjusting himself in his chair. Apart from Angie's initial protests in the beginning, the first meeting was going exceedingly well.

"Really, Chris? Wow, I would love that. Thank you so much," she said, beaming at the man. She finished off her drink and then stretched fully out on the lounger with a happy sigh. "I guess I'll try to work on my tan." Her eyes were already closed, enjoying the way the sun felt on her supple skin.

"Better get some lotion on you or you'll burn," Richard murmured, glancing over at Chris and giving him a wink.

 

[Vagrant]

He chuckled. "I just mix 'em, I don't name em. But I figured, since you're blonde, the name is at least partially fitting, right?" And it would eventually be entirely fitting.

When she thanked him for letting her come over to use the pool whenever she wanted he shook his head. "You've always been welcome, Sweety, but now that you can drive, you don't need Daddy to bring you over. I hope you'll take me up on my hospitality. This house is far too big now that it's just me. I would welcome the company. Especially of such an attractive young woman like yourself."

"That's a good idea, Rich, I'll grab the lotion, be right back." He got up and walked into a small changing room next to the pool and came out a minute later with suntan lotion. "Here, we don't want you to burn, sweetheart... let me lotion you up." He smiled at her as he put lotion in his palm, spread it around his hands and then started to apply it to her legs, making sure not to miss anywhere. He was giving her more of a massage than simply applying lotion, but since it was still early in the process, he didn't take too much advantage of her right then. He figured commenting on how attractive she is would have been pushing it enough.

By the end of his work, he had applied lotion to everywhere that wasn't covered by bikini, though he wanted to go even further.

"All done, let me make you another drink." He picked up her glass and brought it back a few minutes later with another Blonde Bimbo.

 

[LissomeYen]

"Mmm, thank you," Angie murmured, her body relaxed. She really felt like a princess, being complimented, massaged and delivered delicious drinks.

An hour went by. Richard continued chatting with Chris, and eventually went for a short swim in the pool. Meanwhile, Angie finished off her drink and was now completely tipsy, a little smile on her lips as she stretched out on the lounger and eventually sat up to watch her dad swim.

When Richard climbed out, he thought he noticed her eyeing his pecs and abs, but maybe that was a product of his horny mind.

"You okay?" he asked, walking over to her and running a hand through her hair.

"Uh huh. Um, can we go home now? I'm sleepy."

 

[Vagrant]

"Sure we can, sweetheart. But you should be a good girl and thank Chris properly for everything he's done. Go over there and give him a kiss." He helped Angie stand up and gave her a pat on the ass as he pointed her towards his friend. "After that, go get changed. I think tomorrow, we'll go out shopping for some new clothes." He thought of the credit card that Chris had given him.

 

[LissomeYen]

Angie walked over to Chris on slightly unsteady legs, not sure why things were going so well. Clothes shopping, now? Her dad usually never asked or helped with those types of things. Well, she wasn't going to complain. Mind in a haze from the alcohol, she stopped in front of Chris with a smile and rose a bit on her toes to give him a soft, chaste kisses on each cheek. "Thank you, Uncle Chris!"

 

[Vagrant]

"You're very welcome, Sweety. And I hope you'll be back to see me again soon, I don't want to have to go another few years without your company." He put his arm around her, hand resting on her bikini covered ass. "Let me walk you inside to get changed while your daddy does the same."

He kept a firm hold of her, just in case she stumbled of course, as he walked with her back into the house. He smiled at the alcohol addled eighteen year old. "You know, I wouldn't complain if I always saw you in a bikini. I'm sure you're proud of how you look, and like to show off." He knew that wasn't the truth, but she didn't know what he and Rich had talked about.

When they were both ready to leave, Rich walked Angie back to the car and helped her in. "Well that was fun, wasn't it honey? I'm sure next time I tell you we're going to see my friend Chris you're going to be a lot more eager, aren't you. None of that backtalk you gave me before we left." He was smiling at her, so it was clear he wasn't angry, just reminding her what she had thought originally, and how Daddy had been right to insist.

 

[LissomeYen]

Angie laughed at Chris's comment, grateful for his supporting hand and arm. "I don't know about that. But it was a lot of fun." She thanked him once again before sliding into the passenger's seat, letting out a sigh once the door was closed and her seatbelt was on. She shifted over a bit and let her head rest against her daddy's shoulder a moment while he drove.

"Mmhm, you were right," she agreed, her eyelids fluttering closed. The presence of her father was comforting, along with the way the car's tires sounded against the asphalt and the gentle bumps of the road. For some reason she felt more aware of her breasts than before--maybe because of Chris's subtle comments about her body.

 

[Vagrant]

Later that evening, Rich was looking through some old photo albums that had from back when Angie was a little girl. There were pictures of himself and her mom, along with Chris and Nikki. "Hey Angie, come on over and take a look at these... I haven't seen these in forever." He had his daughter sit on his lap and flip the pages for him while he held her with one arm and pointed things out.

"That's Nikki, I'm not sure if you remember her, but she was Chris' wife. He treated her like a queen, and loved her very much. But she betrayed him and left him alone. A lot like your mom did to you and I." Since she had run off without a word and never fought for custody, Rich had never felt the need to be diplomatic about his now ex wife.

In all of the pictures, Nikki was dressed in very revealing clothes, a very different image than the one Angie's mother projected, being very conservative. "Because of the way she aced, you mom never really liked Nikki. They used to fight all the time and your mom didn't want her around you, saying she would be a bad influence. But they tolerated each other for me and Chris." He gave his daughter a hug. "In the end, I wouldn't trust the opinion of someone that ran off on her little angel though... Nikki would have been a fine influence on you, baby... I mean, look at her. She's gorgeous, and she had a great guy like Chris to take care of her. I think she did pretty well for herself, don't you?"

He shifted slightly and his hand brushed the undersides of her tits. "If you were going to be like one of them, I would prefer you were like Nikki... but without the betrayal of someone like Chris. That's why I've always taught you to listen and be respectful... I want you to find someone and be happy. Not be like your mother."

While she was growing up, Angie's mom was the disciplinarian. She was the one that stressed how to behave and how to dress, what good girls did and did not do. He knew that if he was going to make this work, he was going to have to undo all of that. "Does that make sense, baby?"