"Meet My Friend, Niki" (closed)

[Alice2015]

"Meet My Friend, Niki"

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Carmen hurried through the State Fair's horse barn, searching for her missing family members. They weren't lost or anything; Carmen had simply run off almost as soon as they'd paid at and come through the gate, telling her mother and father than she was meeting friends from school and that she'd catch up later.

She'd found them and now wanted her parents to meet one of them. She knew her little sister, Rhonda, loved the miniature horses, so odds were that--

"Dad!" she hollered out when she caught sight of her father. She ran up to him, asking, "Where's mom and Ronnie?"

"Off looking at the alpacas, I think," he answered as she was grasping his hand, walking backwards, and pulling him along behind her. He laughed, asking, "What's going on?"

"I want you to meet my bestest friend in all the whole wide word," Carmen told him, urging him to speed up as she turned and led the way through the crowds enjoying the mid-August festival. "I've told you about her a hundred times, but you've never met her."

They left the horse barn and entered the goat barn. Carmen got excited suddenly, saying, "There she is!"

She changed their direction, cut through a crowd congratulating a blue ribbon winner in the 12-13 year old category, and burst out into the open near the barn's opposite entrance. There, stood a beautiful young woman who smiled at the arrival of her friend and the friend's handsome father.

"Niki!. This is my dad!" Carmen said with excitement. Turning to her father, she finished, "Dad, this is my BFF, Niki."

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[saedo]

"Okay, okay," Simon Idris replied with a fatherly grin. "No need to rush." Undaunted, his daughter gripped his hand firmly and pulled him through the crowd. Even in her teens, she still showed the exuberance of a toddler at times. The only difference was now he didn't have to reach down to hold her hand.

The State Fair wasn't exactly his usual venue. He spent his days as a financial analyst indoors, so the crush of thousands of attendees mixed with faint smell of straw and animals would not have been his first choice. Neither were the cowboy boots which added another inch to his already tall frame. But in a family with three females, he'd been outvoted on his desire to just wear sneakers.

Though he'd never met this Niki, he knew almost on sight that the curvy brunette must be Carmen's friend. While he'd be hard-pressed to name all of his daughter's "bestest friends" from preschool to now, the father had noticed they always seemed dress alike. He wasn't sure if it was Carmen emulating the friend, the friend emulating Carmen, or just a natural fusion of their respective sartorial choices. Either way, he knew it was no coincidence that Carmen was also outfitted in a cowgirl hat, boots, and cotton sundress.

"How do you do, Niki?" he inquired with a warm smile. He repeated the name a few times in his head. to commit it to memory. With two daughters, there were a host of girls' names for him to keep track of if he wanted to maintain some semblance of knowledge about his children's social circles.

 

[Alice2015]

Niki had seen the pair coming her way before they'd seen her. And she'd smiled; she'd been told by some of Carmen's friends that the girl's father was a delicious hunk of a man, but she hadn't truly believed it until this moment.

In truth, it was the rumors about Simon Idris's looks that were the only reason Niki had even separated off from the passel of friends with whom she'd come to the annual fair. When Carmen caught up with the others and mentioned that she was here with him -- and the other family members, though, they were irrelevant to Niki -- one of the other teens had leaned in and whispered out of Carmen's hearing, "I'd love to have Niki's dad's cock inside me ...grrrrr…"

Niki couldn't resist at least seeing the man, and now she was having the same thoughts about having sex with the tall, handsome man, regardless of his relationship to her classmate.

"How do you do, Niki?" he inquired with a warm smile.

She stepped closer to him, letting her long stride and flirtatious nature cause her hips to sway a bit more than normal. She offered out a hand and responded with a suggestive tone, "I do very well as a matter of fact."

If he took her hand, Niki wouldn't release it immediately but would hold it just long enough to appear … inappropriate. She didn't care what Carmen might think about the suggestive physical contact; Niki only cared that it made Simon wonder just what it was all about.

 

[saedo]

Simon took the hand Niki offered him. Most girls seemed a little shy around him. Probably some combination of being a male, middle-aged, and large.

Niki, however, showed little sign of intimidation. She gripped his hand confidently and gave him a mysterious smile, as if she knew an interesting secret. "I do very well as a matter of fact."

Strange little answer. Simon couldn't tell if the girl was just trying to be clever and funny or if she meant something by it. Clearly this Niki was a little different from Carmen's usual friends.

But then his daughter was very nearly an adult everywhere except his head. He ought to expect her friends to be more adult now, too.

"So do you visit the State Fair every year, too?" he inquired. "My girls just love the livestock exhibitions, so we've been coming every year since Niki here was about three."

 

[Alice2015]

"So do you visit the State Fair every year, too?"

Niki chuckled at Simon's question, as if she thought he'd only been joking. When she realized he wasn't -- that the Fair was part of their life, or at least his daughters' -- Niki tried to cover for her potentially rude sounding response by saying, "Yes, of course. I love the fair."

She feigned as sincere a tone as she could, and it seemed as though Simon accepted her response. He went on, "My girls just love the livestock exhibitions, so we've been coming every year since Carmen here was about three."

She looked to her friend from school and wanted to add, So, for the last 8 years then? Niki adored Carmen; the girl was sweet and fun and always bubbling with life. But sometimes, the recently turned 18 year old acted as if she were closer to 14. For Niki -- who was just days short of her 19th birthday and already more experienced with life than many a decade older than her -- that got old and annoying at times.

But Niki handled it, and she was glad she did … particularly now, standing before Carmen's hunkilicious father. She already knew that she was going to be riding this man's cock, just as she'd been riding the mechanical bull in a contest booth an hour earlier.

"I love the fair," Niki lied, finally letting Simon's hand slip from her hand with a caressing touch. "Come here every year ... on most of the days."

She turned to face Simon's daughter directly, took her hands to pull her closer, and whispered to her, "Carmen, honey … what would you think about galloping off to that booth yonder..."

The less mature of the two giggled, looking to her father and saying with joy, "She sounds like she belongs here, doesn't she, Daddy? Gallop … yonder."

Niki ignored Carmen's side track, pulled out a ten dollar bill, and pressed it into the girl's palm as she continued, "Get you and me and your daddy one of those snow cones you and I were eying earlier."

"Sure!" Carmen said without hesitation. She ran off without asking for flavor requests; she'd always known her father's favorite, and Niki had shared her preference as they walked past the rolling stand. She called over her shoulder, "Back in a sec'! Don't move!"

Once Carmen was gone, Niki turned to face Simon, shared a quiet smile with him for a moment, then very bluntly asked, "Are you happily married, Simon?"

 

[saedo]

Simon watched his daughter bound away. As always, he felt the urge to remark on how time flies. But that was the type of comment that would earn him a chiding "Daaaaaaaaad!" from his daughter, so he was trying to cut back on such things.

He turned back to regard her "bestest friend". Niki was gazing at him with a strange curiosity. There was definitely something different about this one.

"Are you happily married, Simon?"

He raised an eyebrow. A strange question from one of Carmen's companions. And overly familiar. "Yes, I am. And it's Mr. Idris," he replied with a hint of disapproval. He realized some parents thought I was made them cool if they let children address them by first name, but he thought it important to teach children that proper etiquette mattered.