by J A Fielding
“So, what’s on the menu?” Michael asked as they walked back to the kitchen.
“Grandma’s chicken chardon,” Julie said as she washed her hands at the sink.
“It’s been a while since I had some of mama’s chardon,” he admitted with a smile.
“And that is why I…we are making it,” she corrected herself as Michael walked over to the counter. The two had a great time cooking together. It had been a long time since she had spent that much time with her father and she loved every minute of it. But even as she talked to her father, she needed to know how he was, how he had been faring on since she moved out. It had not been that long since she had moved out, but it had always been just her and Michael, for as long as she could remember, and she was concerned that maybe he wasn’t handling the move too well. After dinner, she felt she needed to know how he was doing. “Hey, daddy. Can I ask you a question?” she asked as they cleaned up.
“Sure. What is it?” Michael replied.
“How are you?” she asked. Michael looked at her surprised.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“I mean exactly that. How are you doing?” she asked again. “I don’t see you as much nowadays and I would love to know how you are faring on,” she said. Michael looked at her and smiled.
“You realize that I am the parent and you are the child in this situation, right? I should be checking up on you and not the other way round,” he said. She smiled and shrugged.
“Maybe it’s time someone checked up on you,” she said. Michael smiled as he put the last dish away.
“Everything is just fine, baby,” he reassured her. “Matter of fact, things couldn’t be better,” he added with a smile. Julie looked at him as she poured them some coffee.
“Daddy, are you seeing someone?” she asked. He laughed and nodded. “And you had to wait this long to tell me?” she asked.
“This is not something you just blubber out. It has to be carefully planned,” he said as they walked out to the living room. She looked at him as they sat down.
“Carefully planned?” she asked.
“Yes, you have been the number one lady in my life for twenty six years and anyone who comes into my life affects your life too. There is no easy way of breaking such news to your daughter,” Michael said. She smiled and nodded.
“Well, I am not six years old anymore. I will not pour hot sauce in her tea or anything,” she said, referring to an incident back when she was a child. Michael looked at her and laughed.
“You sure were a terrible child when it came to your insecurities,” he said.
“You can’t blame me. I had no idea what divorce meant and every woman who came into your life, to me, was like a replacement for mum. Now I couldn’t take that lying down could I?” Julie asked laughing.
“I guess not,” Michael said as she took a sip of his coffee.
“So, what is this lady like? Where is she from and when do I get to meet her?” she asked. Michael smiled and took another sip.
“Well, her name is Lauren. I met her at the museum of natural history,” he started.
“You still go to that?” Julie asked squinting.
“That is a great place, not forgetting timeless,” he said smiling. Julie smiled and put her hand up.
“Never mind me, just tell me more about Lauren,” she said.
“Lauren is a banker, cute…kind of polite. She doesn’t really say much,” he described before he looked at her. “I think you two will hit it off just fine,” he added with a smile. Julie smiled when he saw his father’s face. She had not seen him that happy in a long time.
“You are really happy, aren’t you?” she asked. Michael looked at her and nodded.
“Yeah,” he admitted with a smile.
“Good for you. I’m really happy for you,” she said as she looked at him. Michael looked at her and shrugged.
“Isn’t this amazing, both of us happy at the same time?” he asked. Julie smiled and took another sip of her coffee. He was right, this was something she had never thought possible…
*****
“So, how was dinner with your father?” Steven asked when he came over later that evening. Julie looked at her and smiled.
“Great,” she grinned. “My father is seeing someone,” she added.
“Good for him,” he said as he took off his clothes to join her in bed. “Is it someone you know?” he asked as he put on a pair of pajama bottoms. She shook her head and began holding her hair in a loose braid.
“He says he is making a plan for the two of us to meet. But I’m happy that he’s happy,” she stated as he got into bed.
“That’s really good for him,” he said. “And speaking of family, there is something I wanted to talk to you about,” he confessed looking at her. She turned and looked into his eyes.
“Is everything okay?” she fretted.
“Everything’s perfect. It’s just that I have to travel to London this weekend,” he sighed. Julie knew what that meant. Any time he went to London, he would take a long bloody time before he came back. “Don’t look at me like that Julz, this time round I want you to come with me,” he said. Julie looked at him confused.
“Why?” she asked.
“Because I want you to meet my family. I met yours. It’s only fair if you met mine,” he replied with a smile.
“So the only reason you are asking me to meet your family is because you met my dad?” Julie joked smiling.
“You are a part of me now. And I just want to make sure my family gets to know my woman,” Steven said smiling. Julie shrugged and nodded.
“Okay,” she whispered. Steven leaned forward and kissed her softly. “I don’t know why but I already feel nervous,” she confessed when he pulled away. Steven looked at her and smiled.
“Kind of like how I felt when I was meeting your dad?” he teased. Julie smiled.
“You were? I couldn’t tell,” she said.
“I had to play it cool. But then again, it was easy with Michael. He is a great guy…easy to talk to,” he said. “My family is a whole other story,” he added as he lay back on the bed.
“What do you mean?” She asked as she laid her head on the pillow and looked at him.
“They can sometimes expect a bit too much, that’s all,” he said. She looked at him and shrugged. “Let’s just say the people I dated in the past didn’t exactly instill confidence in them,” he said. She nodded and smiled.
“Are you worried they may not like me?” she asked.
“Actually I am worried they will and then the pressure will be on you,” he said.
“It can be that bad, can it?” she grimaced. He smiled and looked at her. “Can it?” she repeated.
“I don’t want to talk about that right now,” he said as he touched the side of her face.
“Why not?” she asked with a smile.
“You know, one of the fastest ways to kill romance in the bedroom is to talk about my family,” he said in a whisper. She smiled at him and then laughed.
“But I thought that was what we were talking about in the first place,” she said as he brought his finger and pressed it against her lips. He moved closer to her and kissed her softly.
“Not anymore, we’re not,” he said as he went on to kiss her neck. She closed her eyes as he traced his lips from her chin all the way down to her shoulder. As he kissed her, Julie found herself finding a new appreciation of the way he handled her body. She settled on the bed as he got on top of her. She could feel his cock pressing hard against her thigh and she had never wanted him more. She moaned softly as he brought himself up to kiss her lips again. “Are you feeling up to this?” he asked in a whisper. Julie smiled and looked at him.
“I’m always up for this,” she said as she looked into his eyes. Steven smiled and slowly slipped his hand under her shirt. He looked down at her as he slowly pulled her t-shirt up. Julie raised her hands waiting for him to pull the shirt over her head but he never did. He moved low
er on the bed and kneeled in between her knees before he slowly brought his head down to plant small kisses on her tummy. Julie knew that he knew that her tummy was one of her most sensitive spots. She struggled to remain still when he slowly trailed his tongue down her tummy to her belly button. She felt a shiver go down her spine when he did the same thing in an upwards motion. He was teasing her and he loved being in control. She raised her head and looked at him as he moved even lower to pull her panties down with his teeth. “That is so freaking hot,” she thought as she felt him slowly pulling her panties away from her ankles. She moaned softly as he spread her legs, looking at her well shaven mound that was now wet with desire. She saw a smile play on his lips as he looked at her pussy, like an artist inspecting a piece of well-crafted art. Steven looked at her as he caressed her legs all the way down to her thigh making her moan softly as she waited for him to take control of the situation and claim her. But again, he was in no hurry. She felt another shiver go down her spine when she felt his finger slowly tracing the outside of her pussy. She was aching to have him deep inside her, even if he was only going to use his finger. At that point, she did not really care how he took her, so long as he did. She would arch her back every so often in a bid to invite him inside her, but Steven seemed to enjoy watching her squirm and beg silently.
By the time he finally got his finger deep inside her, she let out a loud moan and shivered feverishly. Steven loved how wet her pussy felt against his finger. He looked at her chest move up and down in time with her every breath as he slowly moved his finger in and out of her.
“Steven, please…” she begged when he pulled his finger out. He slowly brought his finger to her lips and watched her take it inside her mouth hungrily. Steven pulled his finger out of her mouth and then pulled his pajama bottoms off before he went ahead to pull off her t-shirt. He looked down at her perky tits and then brought himself up to kiss her softly while he caressed one of her tits softly. When he pulled away, he moved himself lower on her body and took in one of her hard nipples in his mouth. Julie let out a soft moan as she felt his tongue slowly circling her now highly sensitized nipple. She held his head against her as he sucked, licked and fondled. At this point, she would have done anything to have her release, but when she tried pulling him up so that she could have the upper hand to flip him over, he pinned her hands down on the bed. She could see the evil smile on his lips that spoke volumes and she just knew, he was not about to let her take control, not just yet. He traced his lips down her torso until he got to her waist and then pulled her lower on the bed. She looked up at him as he lifted her legs up and rested them on either shoulder just before he buried his head in between her legs. She moaned softly and held on to the bed as she felt his tongue invading her hard and deep, tasting her. Every so often, he would pull his tongue out and either lap at her wet cunt or kiss her lips, in the very same way he would have kissed her mouth. She moaned in blissful pleasure as he kissed and sucked on her pussy until she could not take it anymore. She could tell by the spasming in her pussy that she was about to explode at any moment. “Babe…I’m going to cum…slow down…” she begged, but her pleas only seemed to fuel him. She tried as hard as she could to hold back, but the way he was going while rubbing and deeply caressing her breasts was making it almost impossible. She suddenly let out a gasp as she felt herself exploding into his mouth. Steven suddenly pulled away and got on top of her before entering her, deep and hard right as she was cumming. She let out a loud gasp when she felt him deep inside her. The urge to climax was almost too much and the fact that he had entered her moment before she exploded was making the situation almost unbearable.
It only took a few thrusts before a violent orgasm rocked her body and forced his cock out of her pussy. Steven watched in awe as she squirted her cum on the bed and on his thigh. Just by seeing that, he could feel his cock getting harder than ever. The lust in his eyes was almost obvious because when her orgasm died down, Julie looked into his eyes and the man she knew and loved was no longer there. She was looking into the eyes of passionate and lustful creature, one who wanted to ravage her. When he noticed that she was no longer squirting he entered her once again making her let out a scream. She was still sensitive, and even though she was no longer squirting, her vaginal muscles were still contracting, a feeling that Steven welcomed. He fucked her like never before, entering her depths in long strokes as he caressed her breasts. Julie began gasping again as a second orgasm raked through her making her claw at his back. This time, Steven struggled to keep his cock inside her, fighting her intense orgasm with his own vehement thrusts. It was not long before he cried out as his cock emptied into her. He moaned as wad after wad filled her up until he could no longer move. He collapsed on her panting as his limp cock slipped out of her.
“One of these days you might just kill me,” Julie said panting. He smiled and got off her.
“I was thinking the same thing, but about you,” Steven said. He looked over at the clock on the nightstand and sighed. “You have an early morning tomorrow. You should sleep,” he said. Julie laughed and turned to look at him.
“It’s funny how you didn’t think of that half an hour ago,” she said. He shrugged and smiled.
“Well, it’s not like I planned it,” he said as he got up from bed. She watched him as he walked out of the bedroom. “Need anything? I want to get a drink,” he called out as he walked to the kitchen.
“A bottle of water would be nice,” she called out from the bed. She wanted to wake up and at least get inside the covers, but she was drained. She was even entertaining the idea of calling in sick the next day just so she could sleep in. As much as she felt dehydrated, the fatigue was too much because by the time Steven came back to the bedroom with her bottle of water, she was already asleep. He put the bottle on the night stand and covered her up before he got next to her. He draped his arm around her and kissed the back of her head before he too fell asleep.
Chapter 4
When Julie finally got her car, she could not get over how perfect it was. Her old piece of junk was history and in its place, her new souped up ride. The car had been repainted, fitted with a new engine and sound system plus nineteen inch rims. Everything about the car reminded her of Xzibit’s Pimp My Ride show.
“This is definitely why cameras were invented,” Julie thought as she looked at her car parked in her father’s driveway. She had spent the night at her father’s place after Michael insisted that it was too late for her to go back home on her own. She had told him that she would get a cab, but Michael wouldn’t hear of it. Especially after she told him she would be going to London with Steven.
“Taking that London trip would mean that we will not have our family dinner,” Michael had said. Julie knew that there was no way she was going to get out of this one. When Steven found out that she was back home, he had the car sent over to Michael’s address. She was still looking at her ride when Meg drove up.
“The old thing doesn’t look so old anymore,” she said as she got out of the car. Julie looked at her and smiled.
“I know right?” she said. “So how come you are here?” she asked looking at Meg.
“I hate my job,” she replied simply. Julie laughed.
“We all hate our jobs,” she admitted.
“Not all of us. Especially not when all I get to do all day is drive around with some rich folk telling them where they should live,” Meg said sarcastically. Julie rolled her eyes.
“It takes a whole lot more than just driving around telling them where they should live, you know,” she said.
“Well, it sure as hell beats sitting behind a desk all day,” Meg said with a smile. “So, anyway, you sent me this weird text yesterday and I couldn’t call back,” she said as she took her phone out of her bag. “Weekend trip, might not be around for a few days? What’s that about?” she queried as the two walked into the house.
“I’m going to London with Steven tomorrow,” Julie informed her in a not so hap
py voice. Meg looked at her and shrugged.
“That’s a good thing, right?” she asked confused. Julie smiled and nodded. “Then why do you sound like you are sad about it?” she questioned her as Julie walked to the kitchen counter and poured them some coffee.
“I’m not. I guess I’m just nervous,” she admitted.
“About what? You are taking a trip. It’s not like he is taking you to meet his family or anything,” Meg said. Julie looked at her and took a long, deep breath. “Oh my God, he is?” Meg squealed in surprise. Julie smiled and nodded.
“I am freaking out, Meg,” she said as she sat down at the counter. Meg giggled and took a sip of her coffee.
“This is a good thing,” she insisted. “There is hope for you and this guy. I totally see you in that big white Cinderella gown in a couple of years,” she added. Julie smiled and shook her head.
“Don’t you think you are moving a little fast there?” she asked. Meg shrugged.
“Sweetie, you have come a real long way when it comes to men. You bailed on one guy before he even told you he had a dog and another one before knowing his last name. Trust me when I say, this is really good progress for you,” she promised.
“I guess you are right. But that doesn’t make me feel any better,” Julie sighed.
“Why not?” she asked.
“What do you mean why not? The Davenports are billionaires and I am just…some woman fit enough to clean up after them. I will most probably fall all over myself trying to impress them,” Julie argued. Meg looked at her and took a sip of her coffee.
“You see, right there. That is your first mistake. Don’t do anything to try and impress them just be the Julie Parker we all know and love,” she added. Julie looked at her and smiled. “You didn’t have to do anything for Steven to fall for you and if his family doesn’t see the perfect woman you are, then they are the ones with a stick up their asses,” she added. Julie laughed and shook her head. Meg’s excuse for anyone who didn’t see things her way was ‘having a stick up their ass’.