My Friends Father

[MildInfatuation]

Walking down the High Street I window shopped for nothing in particular, I had some time to kill and nothing better to do with it. Pausing to find a gap in the throng of people I saw a familiar face moving slowly towards me. "Alan? Is that you?" The last person I expected to see stopped in his tracks and turned to see who was calling him. He spotted me and his face lit up in a smile “Oh my god! Didn’t expect to see you here, long time no see and all.”

Making our way slowly through the afternoon crowds we met up near a bench, “You’re looking great,” we both blurted out at the same time.
“How long have you been back?” I asked trying to sort through a mixture of emotions.
“Just over a week, I’m staying with Jodie while I’m here,” he looked me over quickly and held his arms out. I stepped into his embrace and felt his arms wrap tightly around me as he bear hugged me, as he let me go I felt a soft kiss on the cheek.

I hadn’t seen Alan in about 18 months, the last time we had bumped into each other we’d both been in the middle of something and hadn’t had time to talk and before then, well life had got in the way. I'd met Alan and his daughter when she and I were both kids and we had gotten into more than our fair share of trouble together, after she moved out we had often bumped into each other when I was visiting my folks and this had usually lead to coffee and chatting for hours. I had always enjoyed his company and though Jodie and I drifted as growing teens do, I had kept in touch with Alan until he went abroad.

He’d never been like any of the other adults, he’d done the responsible parent thing when he had to but there was something about him. At the time I’d thought it nothing more than a silly crush and when we’d been alone I’d made excuses and gone home scared that he would think of me as nothing more than a young girl so I’d done my best to ignore it. As I got older I realised that it hadn’t been that silly but at the time there was nothing I could or would have done about it anyway. Seeing him again made me wonder for a moment if he had ever looked at me as anything more than his daughters’ friend, I quickly dismissed the idea, it was daft really, here I was 25 years old, hardly the girl I’d been back then and Alan, well he probably had someone and was only in town to see Jodie


OOC: I'm looking for someone to be Alan.

 

[rnld1944]

Quickly regaining my composure at hearing my name, I recognized the voice (and face) as a friend of Jodie's (Damn, which name goes with this face?). Walking over, I reach out to greet Jodie's friend with a friendly (but warm) hug .... definitely taking my time to enjoy the closeness of a young lady. Letting go, but taking time to give a soft kiss on the cheek, I lead you to a quieter area where we can catch up for a few minutes.

Bringing you up to date on my reason for being in town, "I just got back a few days ago from another business trip, and decided I needed to spend a few days catching up with Jodie. So, what has been going on with you .... who's the lucky guy in your life now?"

(To myself, thinking back to those many weekends when Jodie had a house full of girls .... running around in their nighties .... probably thinking about how "harmless" I was .... but often having to retreat to my study to keep from showing the effect they were having on me .... especially you, but thinking that I should not be having these feelings about someone my daughter's age.)

 

[MildInfatuation]

I had to admit, Alan looked great, he always had but I was a bit better equipped to notice it these days. He hadn’t changed much over the years, his hair was a little grey around the edges and he’d filled out a bit but I had to admit that it only made him look good.

Back in the now I chuckled at his question, “The lucky guy? Not for a couple of months but I’ve been busy at work. How about you, some lucky lady managed to bring you in line yet or are you still working too hard to have any fun?”

 

[rnld1944]

"Samantha, no .... no one has been able to tie me down .... I've spent so much time travelling for business since Jodie's mother died that nobody was able to keep me in one place for very long. And I will have to admit that there hasn't been a whole lot of fun in my life. I like my work .... and love my daughter ... but haven't left a whole lot of room in my life for anything else. Have you seen Jodie lately .... maybe we can all have dinner sometime in the next few days. I've forgotten how much fun .... and mischief .... you two were when you were together."

(Thinking to myself ... Damn!, Sam has grown up into a beautiful young lady ..... my imagination is playing with me as I remember, again, all those times when Jodie, Sam, and all those other teen girls were running around the house with almost nothing on .... ignoring me like just another piece of furniture. Mentally calming my self down .... she's your daughter's age .... start acting yours!!)

 

[MildInfatuation]

I laughed, “We weren’t that bad…well… maybe a bit but no worse than anyone else! And I’d love to have dinner with you two, it’s been a while since I last saw Jodie, if you’re not busy do you fancy getting a coffee, it’ll give us a chance to catch up a bit more and you can tell me what Jodie’s been up to the last couple of months.”

It was good to see Alan again and as we talked hundreds of memories came flooding back, I was reminded of the barbecues in their huge back garden, the ghost stories he used to tell us when we camped out in the field that backed onto their property and the nights we spent listening to music when we really should have been heading home.

“Do you still like Fleetwood Mac?” I was talking about the night he sat up with me while I cried myself to sleep, I’d been dumped by my one true love (as they all were back then) and as I vowed never to look at another boy again he held me in his arms and told me all the things I needed to hear.

 

[rnld1944]

Looking at my watch, "Yes, I've got some time .... where's the best coffee shop around here?" Without thinking, I slip my arm around your shoulder as we start walking.

I remember that night too - how old were you then - 14, 15? That was a pretty rough night wasn't it? And yeah, I toss a Fleetwood Mac cd in the player once in a while.

We slowly walk along .... very comfortable together .... neither of us saying very much ..... but feeling that there is a bit of a connection taking place that is more than "father of my daughter's friend." Reaching the coffee shop, I take my hand from your shoulder and open the door .... you smile as I do ....

Following you into the shop, you find a booth toward the back, although there are plenty of empty seats that we walk past (gives me a few more steps to admire you from the back .... always have been captivated by legs and attractive hips)

Smiling, you slide into one side of the booth - your short skirt sliding up just a bit - but enough for me to catch a glimpse of your legs .... (trying to focus on your face, hoping you don't see my "interest" in your legs) .....

Sliding in across from you, just as the waitress comes up and asks, "What can I get for you two today?"

 

[MildInfatuation]

It felt comfortable with Alan’s arm around me as we walked, our pace slow as we headed for the coffee shop. Walking ahead of him into the shop I waited a moment for him to follow me in as the door closed behind us. I looked around briefly then chose a booth near the back where it was a bit quieter, there were other places to sit but if we were chatting I wanted a bit of quiet, I didn’t want to waste anytime yelling over the noise of other people.

Sliding into the booth I realised that I’d been grinning like an idiot since I bumped into Alan but I couldn’t help it. As I settle into my seat I notice that my skirt has ridden up my legs, ‘way to go Sam, nice and subtle!’ Straightening it I look across as Alan slides in opposite me.

"What can I get for you two today?" a waitress stands by the table waiting to take our order. What can she get me? I daren’t even think about what I really want and settle for a hot chocolate instead. Waiting while Alan orders I try hard not to stare at him, even after all these years I still get that warm feeling inside when I’m with him, talk about wrong place wrong time, when I was younger I wanted to be old enough for him to notice me and now I’m older I’m stuck being his daughters buddy, I wonder what he’d do if he knew that as far as I was concerned he was the one that got away.

 

[rnld1944]

Looking at the waitress, I order a flavored coffee (almond), with cream .... what would you like, Samantha (you were Sam a few years ago, but you are Samantha now) .... a latte .... or hot chocolate ....I remember your "addiction" to hot chocolate when you and Jodie got up on Saturday mornings after a sleep-over.

She takes our order and walks away .... sitting here, conversation seems a little slow .... not sure what you are thinking, but I definitely know what is going thru my thoughts and I wonder what you would think about me if you could read my mind right now.

The waitress returns in a couple of minutes with our drinks - that helps to break the awkward silence between us. After a couple of sips of hot coffee, I take a deep breath .....

Reaching over, laying my hand on top of yours, finally speaking,

Samantha, there is something I just have to say, so please don't interrupt until I'm done ..... I know that you and Jodie have always been the best of friends, and there were always plenty of girls in and out of our house while you were growing up ... but I always looked at you, and thought of you, differently than all the others.

So (here goes, taking another deep breath), as much as I would like to have you come to Jodie's place for dinner .... would you consider having dinner with me?

 

[MildInfatuation]

The waitress is pretty fast bringing our drinks back, if nothing else it breaks the silence that quite frankly is far too damn loud! So many things pop into my head but hardly what I think Alan wants to hear.

Struggling to think of something inconsequential to say that won’t betray my thoughts I’m about to open my mouth when Alan covers my hand with his and looks at me. I listen to him hardly able to believe what I’m hearing, he used to look at me…he thought of me differently….he’d like to have dinner with me, just the two of us.

I sit quiet for a moment, I know what I’m going to say, the only possible answer for me is yes. Running my thumb along the side of his hand I smile, “I’d like that, in fact I’d like that a lot, anything particular in mind or should I just guess and wear something completely inappropriate.”

 

[rnld1944]

Trying to keep "cool and calm" as Samantha accepts my dinner invitation .... obviously this was not on my calendar when the day began ..... smiling back ....

"You name the place. It's been a few months since I have been in town; there must be some place we can go that has great food and quiet enough that we can talk and enjoy the evening."

(Haven't told Samantha yet that even though I am staying with Jodie on this trip, my company maintains a full time apartment for me when I do get back here from my business trips.)

"Tell you what .... I've got a couple of appointments I need to take care of this afternoon .... give me a number where I can reach you about 5:30. I'll call you then and you can let me know where you want to go ....OK?"

I really do need to get going .... I've got an appointment with the company attorney about a contract in a few minutes. Following you as we walk out of the coffee shop, I lean over and give you a quick kiss on the cheek and a hug that pulls you close for a moment ..... "I'll call you at 5:30 .... " walking away a feeling that I haven't had in a long, long time ....

 

[rnld1944]

Alan

Seems like that meeting took forever this afternoon (didn't they realize I had more important things on my mnd). However, it did wrap up shortly after 5:00, just in time to conclude the meeting without appearing to be in a rush.

Finding a bench outside my attorney's building, taking my cell phone from my pocket and quickly punching in Samantha'a number .... yeah, it's still a few minutes until 5:30 .... but what the hell, so I am a little "jumpy" about my date tonight.

The phone rings just a couple of times before I hear Samantha's voice .....

 

[MildInfatuation]

As we part company Alan gives me a hug, only a brief one but he pulls me close enough that I don’t want him to let go just yet. A kiss on the cheek, ‘ring you at 5:30’ and he’s gone.

I try to go back to my window shopping but I can’t seem to concentrate on anything and I manage to annoy at least three shop assistants with my indecisiveness, deciding to call it quits I head for the car park and home.

Putting the kettle on I find myself pacing and checking the clock what seems like every 30 seconds, I can’t believe how nervous I am. 5:27 the phone rings and I jump at the sound, taking a deep breath I answer it “Hello…” It’s Alan phoning about tonight as he promised, trying to sound casual I tell him about a restaurant that’s not too far away, it’s nice and relaxed, one of those places that isn’t packed out and has a nice ambiance as well.

“I booked a table just in case, hope you don’t mind.”

 

[rnld1944]

Alan

"Sounds great .... I'll pick you up at 7:00." Quickly making a note of your address, I realize I'm going to have to hurry to be on time.

Grabbing a taxi to the apartment ..... (although I have been spending a few days with Jodie, she knows that from time to time, because of business, I stay at the apartment in town) .... looking quickly around, looks pretty neat .... now for a quick shower ..... finding something appropriately casual, haven't been on a date in so long ..... oh well .... hope this selection works.

Hurrying out the door, getting my car from the garage .... ah, yes, just enough time to stop by the corner florist and pick up a single red rose ....

Pulling up in front of your building at a minute before 7:00, lucky to find a parking place in front of the building, I hurry inside to find your unit. The door opens just as I raise my hand to knock ... you look incredible ....

Handing the rose to you, "You look wonderful, Samantha" ... leaning over to give you a light kiss ....

 

[MildInfatuation]

Finally I’m ready, after a quick tidy round and shower I had fixed my hair and spent far too long choosing an outfit. I’d settled on something reasonably casual, a plain black skirt that stopped just below the knee, a light beige top and some strappy sandals, not too much but nice enough in case we went somewhere afterwards.

Far to nervous to stay put for long I grab my bag and keys, checking the hall and living room lights are on I decide to meet Alan downstairs to save him the maze of corridors that come with an old building.

As I open the door Alan is stood in the doorway with his hand raised, he looks me over quickly then holds out a single red rose and I feel myself blush slightly at his gift and comment.

We lean towards each other at the same time, my intention is to just give him a quick thank you kiss but as our lips meet I move in closer, my fingers brush his collar and then I realise what I’m doing.

Stepping back quickly I feel all flustered, “Um sorry…thank you for the rose, it’s beautiful…the tables booked for 7:30…um do you want a drink first or shall we make our way there?”

 

[rnld1944]

Alan

"Ummm ... maybe we better head out for the restaurant, we can get a drink there if we still have time." (Although the idea of having a few minutes, or more, alone with you is most appealling.)

Taking my finger and tilting your chin back, I press my lips to yours in a kiss. Feeling your response, I wrap my arms around you and pull you closer as our kiss becomes very "mutual". Realizing that this could move along much faster than either of us is ready for, I finally break the kiss (gently) ...

"Um ..... maybe we should be on our way .... "

 

[MildInfatuation]

I stand there a little fazed, my heart is beating hard in my chest and I’m pretty sure it’s loud enough for the lady next door to hear. As Alan lets me go it dawns on me that maybe he does like me more than I thought, okay it didn’t take a genius to work it out at this point but hey. Pulling my front door closed I smile at Alan and put my arm through his, “Lead the way.”

 

[rnld1944]

Alan

(Thinking to myself, again, Damn, Samantha has really turned into a stunning young lady ..... take your time, Old Man .... but, just maybe this could become something "special").

Your arm in mine, we head to my car and off to the restaurant, following your directions. Our table will be ready in a few minutes, so we sit in the lounge for a few minutes with a drink. Catching you up on my life for the past few years, my business trips to many different cities, you seem genuinely interested in me and what is going on in my life .... I haven't felt that from anyone for a long time ... not even Jodie has been this interested.

Within a few minutes, we are led to our table .... off to the side, away from the kitchen ..... after studying the menu for a few minutes, our order is taken .... our conversation carries on for the next few minutes until the food arrives ... and we continue to chat thru our meal .... enjoying the food and even more, I suspect, the time with one another ...

"Wonderful choice of restaurants, Samantha!"

As we head out into the evening, I ask if you know of a little club close by where we might get a glass of wine .... maybe even a dance or two if they have a band playing tonight .....

 

[MildInfatuation]

The evening so far has been wonderful, over dinner we chatted and I had found it so easy to listen to Alan’s low voice that after I while I stopped talking and just listened as he told me a bit about himself and his job. The food and wine had been good but I didn’t really notice it that much, preferring to focus my attention on Alan while we dined.

After dinner Alan asks about somewhere else to go on and I remember a small jazz club tucked away in a side street nearby, they used to play some good swing and blues but it’s been a long time since I’ve been there.

“Ella’s is pretty close, I haven’t been there for an age so it could be anything by now but if it’s still open it’s worth a visit, there’s a small dance floor and they have a late bar as well. If we leave the car here we can walk back later, I’m pretty sure it’s only up the road.” I hold my hand out for Alan, “Trust me, I’m sure I can get us there in a few minutes.” there’s a gleam in my eye as I lightly tease him waiting for his answer.

 

[rnld1944]

Alan

Noticing the "gleam" in your eyes ("Trust me, I'm sure I can get us there if a few minutes"), I take your hand in mine. As you start to lead the way, I take your hand firmly in mine and pull you back to me. Pulling you all the way back, until I can wrap my arms around you (yes, right here in the middle of the sidewalk in front of a busy restaurant!!), leaning toward you and pressing my lips to yours in a gentle ... but firm ... kiss. Enjoying the sensations of your moist lips ..... feeling your whole body relax against mine ..... pretty sure you are enjoying this as much as I am .... your hand reaching up to touch my neck as we kiss ...

"Ummmm ... where did you say this place is ... lead the way, my dear ..... "

 

[MildInfatuation]

I feel Alan’s hand close around mine and start to walk away, after a step or two I feel his grip tighten and he pulls me back until he has folded me into his arms. I’m about to say something but he covers my mouth with his in a gentle kiss and the words are swept away by the sweetness of it. Settling into his embrace I press my body against his feeling the firmness of it against my own, moving my hand up I softly stroke his neck, savouring the moment.

Breaking the kiss slowly Alan looks down at me, ” Ummmm ... where did you say this place is ... lead the way, my dear ....." I step away from him reluctant to move out of his embrace, “It’s along here and then a right at the end, you ready to go?” I give him an enquiring look then link my arm through his and we head off up the street.

The club isn’t as far up the street as I had first thought and we make it there in a few minutes. Pushing the door open we make our way inside, there are a few empty tables here and there as it’s still a bit early for the real crowds and as we find a seat that’s in sight of the stage but won’t get too busy Alan asks me what I’d like to drink. I ask for a white wine and sit down so I can watch him winding his way through the people that are about as he heads for the bar.

 

[rnld1944]

Alan

Winding my way to the bar, getting a couple of glasses of white wine, I find my way back thru the growing crowd just as the small combo finds their way to the stage and starts setting up for the evening. They don't look so young that they won't know any "really good" dance music. After that kiss in front of the restaurant, the way Samantha melted against me, I hope it wasn't too obvious what she was doing to me .... took me a few steps down the street for my "normal pace" to return.

Sitting back at the table, lifting my glass, "To a wonderful evening, and to the Lady who is making it happen." After a sip of wine, I lean over and kiss you softly again, my arm around your shoulder .... getting very comfortable with you .... and with your touch and scent .....

Can't help but notice the slight blush as we get a little cozier, and also that your breasts seem to be straining at your top.... is it cool in here, or did I have something to do with that?

 

[MildInfatuation]

Tilting my glass towards Alan at his toast I smile then take a sip of the cool liquid, it tastes refreshing and I settle back waiting for the band to start their set. Alan moves over a little closer to me and gives me a gentle kiss, I like the feelings I get when he’s near me and his company has been great all evening, I really would like to get to know him better, a lot better.

The band finish their checks and start off with a quiet number, as they play I look at Alan, I never would have guessed 10 years ago that I would be sat here with him on a date, little things have popped into my head all day and as I sit here with Alan’s arm around me holding me close I chuckle softly and rest my head on his shoulder wondering how the rest of the night was going to pan out.

 

[rnld1944]

Alan

As the band begins their first set, starting off with a quiet, romantic melody ..... "Would you like to dance?"

A smile is your answer and we make our way to the small dance floor, joining 2 or 3 other couples. As I take you in my arms to dance, you mold yourself to me .... moving together easily .... enjoying the feel of your body against mine ..... breathing deeply and inhaling your scent, very soft ..... yet very intoxicating ....

Feeling your breath on my neck as we dance, wondering how long I can keep my "excitement" from showing .... yes, Samantha, you are a young lady now, but I don't want you to feel "uncomfortable" with me. But then, a light kiss on the neck tells me that you are not at all uncomfortable .... you hold me even closer, pressing your breasts against my chest .... damn, lady, do you know what you are doing to me? (Somehow, I'm sure you do!!)

After a couple of slow numbers, we walk back to the table, hand in hand .... finally turning to you (my god, I sure hadn't expected this when the day began) .... "Would you like to come back to my apartment for a night cap ...... I'm in that new building downtown on the lakefront .... the view this time of the night is spectacular."

As soon as the words are out, I wonder if I have gone too far, but all I can do is wait for your response.

 

[MildInfatuation]

The dinner, the music, the dancing and the wine had all led to a wonderful evening. While we had danced I couldn’t imagine being any closer to someone else, well not in public anyway. We had moved across the floor well together holding each other close again and this was proving to be a heady combination, there were so many things I wanted to do but didn’t have the nerve to say.

As Alan pressed against me I realised that he was in a similar position only he showed it a little bit more obviously, pulling him even closer if that was possible, I softly kissed his neck, my way of showing him that I was fine with it, with him.

After a few more numbers we went back to the table for a break, I held his hand wanting to be in contact with some part of him all the time, afraid that if I let him go I would lose the moment.

When we reached our seat Alan looked almost uncomfortable "Would you like to come back to my apartment for a night cap ...... I'm in that new building downtown on the lakefront .... the view this time of the night is spectacular."

“A nightcap,” I chuckled “that’s not a proposition in disguise is it? Actually I hope it is.”

Finishing our drinks we leave the club and walk back to the car, as I slide into the seat I feel a tinge of excitement, I think I’ve made my intentions pretty clear and I hope he is okay, although thinking back to the dance floor I’m pretty sure he is. Alan climbs into the car beside me and as he starts the engine I place my hand on his thigh. “Are you sure about this? It’s one thing thinking and talking but it’s something else to go ahead with it.”

 

[rnld1944]

Alan

Turning toward you, hearing you ask, "Are you sure about this?".
I lean toward you, place my hand on your cheek, and press my lips to yours .... kissing more passionately than we have been able to so far ..... then leaning back in my seat and smiling at you .... "Yes, I am very sure about this ..... I think that your hand squeezing my thigh means you are too" .... (little chuckle).

Putting the car in gear, I drive to my apartment building, your hand still "resting" on my thigh .... you must be a little nervous as your fingers seem to be constantly moving on my leg.....

Pulling into the lower level parking garage, we hurry to the elevator (secretly hoping no one else is using the elevator at this time of night). As soon as the door closes, behind us and I punch the button for my floor .... we reach for each other and wrap each other in another tight embrace .... no hiding what we are feeling right now .... again as your press your body against me, I'm sure you can feel my erection pressing against your soft body, as sure as I can feel your breasts (and nipples) pressing into my chest .....

Reaching my floor ..... I begin fumbling thru my pockets for the apartment key as we walk quickly down the hallway .... trying to be quiet at this hour .... but focused only on each other .....