It was a sweltering Saturday in July. A bronze Dodge Challenger raced down Highway 35 just off the east coast of Texas. Kelly Jones was just a little late for the company picnic at Rockport Beach. His girlfriend sat beside him in sunglasses and her long brown hair pulled into a braid. Miranda, she was called, from a strict Adventist Church family up north. Reserved and organized, quiet and shy, she was the perfect compliment to Kelly's boisterous nature.
"It is 35 through here." She simply pointed out. Shouting over the rushing wind going by the convertible.
"Those are just suggestions in Texas, babygirl." He shook his head.
"What do they suggest when there's a cop behind you?" She asked.
Kelly did glance in his rear view mirror, then smiled at Miranda "Ah, good one. You're learning, babygirl."
Kelly often teased that she had no sense of fun and that was why fate brought them together. Miranda would retort that his finances were a mess and he was lucky she was an accountant.
The turn was finally coming up, but Kelly barely slowed down to veer into the park road. Then he spun the Challenger around the next turn and into the beach parking lot and slammed it into the nearest empty space. Miranda held tight to the windshield support, and kept herself from flying forward when he stopped. She turned and glared at him through her sunglasses.
"Why do you drive like that? You're going to kill me." She said very seriously.
Kelly gave his boyish smile that nearly reached his slightly graying temples. "I would rather die than hurt you, babygirl." and he leaned in and stole a quick kiss like a bandit.
To say Kelly was a rogue would be like saying Shakespeare was an OK writer. But he charmed his way into Miranda's life and now owned her heart. She was straight laced and demure but he had saw something in her and wanted it, and what Kelly wants he usually gets.
"Will I even know anyone at this party?" She sounded irritated as she got out of the car with her beach bag.
"You know Jim and Chad." He came around and offered his hand to her.
Miranda stood in a white and blue striped bathing ensemble that had a wrap around skirt and sheer white material at her belly. Kelly had bought it for her at her protest at the Achat outlet. She had never worn a two piece outfit in her life and she felt so revealed, even with the skirt covering her butt. Kelly had embraced her though right in the store and had kissed her deeply until she blushed. 'Never be ashamed of your body,' he had said 'I'm certainly not.' He always made her feel sexy, especially in those times when she didn't.
Miranda took his hand. "You know I dated one of them." she reminded him.
"I know." Kelly was nonchalant. "It's how I found out about you." He said warmly as they walked to the office beach party.
Miranda talked to a few of Kelly's co-workers and was polite. The smell of grilling burgers and dogs though was smacking her right in the face. She had been a vegetarian since birth because of her religious upbringing but found later that meat made her sick, even fish gave her tummy problems. She quietly excused herself and laid down on her beach blanket that she had placed upwind. She tried to read an expense report from her bag until Kelly's broad shouldered form cast a shadow across her.
"Come on, let's go swim." he smiled as always.
Wearing baggy red trunks he took the papers with one hand and reached for her other.
"I need to get that done." She protested.
"No. you need to come play. It's the weekend" Only Kelly could sound insistent about pleasure and Miranda knew to give up.
He pulled her to her feet and she was nearly as tall as him. She unfastened and dropped the skirt, revealing the skimpy bikini bottom. A blue waistband with a white crotch, that she thought barely covered anything. Miranda was thick, but in all the places that Kelly liked them thick. He pulled her along towards the gently crashing surf. The moment he reached the water he just had to swoop down and cupping his hand, splash his large chested girlfriend.
"You Bastard." She said, but she was smiling and kicked water up at him.
Other couples and families were in the water, mostly playing in the shallows. Miranda went chasing after Kelly who just laughed as she jiggled towards him. He let her catch him but he also let her weight collide into him, so that he wrapped his arms around her as he fell backwards and she landed on top of him in the still knee deep water. The look of shock on her face was priceless to him as they fell together like a chopped down tree.
"YOU!" She said with wet hair and lashes now, but her fury was fake and Kelly kissed her deeply.
"Stop, not here." Miranda softly protested. "There's kids."
Kelly laughed at her. "You don't think their parents kiss?"
Miranda looked around, a few people looked at them but most were ignoring them. So she hesitantly kissed him back. Kelly the prankster roughly rolled them over but never broke the kiss. Miranda started thrashing under him until he let her up. Both their heads were under water but he wasn't going to let her drown.
"Sometimes you're MEAN!" She scolded him as she wiped the water from her face as they both sat in the surf now.
"Ah, babygirl, I was playing." Kelly scooted closer along side of her. "I was playing" He repeated and turned her chin towards him to softly kiss her. "You know Daddy loves you."
Even though they were only five years apart Kelly's pet name for her was "babygirl" and Miranda called him "Daddy" ever since one night he insisted she do so or he wouldn't let her cum. He had her up on the heat register in her apartment with his mouth on her throat and two fingers deep inside her. She was so near the edge and just waiting for him to push her off, when suddenly he stopped and leaned his mouth up to her ear.
"Say, please daddy." He whispered.
She shook her head, refusing. "Just make me cum..." She said with urgency.
"Say, please Daddy" He emphasized it as the important word.
"I can't." she whined and wouldn't meet his gaze.
But he lifted her chin to meet her eyes. "It's just us, babygirl," He said seriously, "Even in the most crowded street, it's Daddy and babygirl." He said sincerely. "Just us."
His eyes could look into her soul when he wanted them to, and he wasn't asking much, she decided.
The words came out quietly, "Please, Daddy. Make me cum?" She asked like he wanted.
Kelly smiled and made her cum many times that night.
Miranda got up and waded slowly towards deeper water without responding to his admittance of love. She could play too and right now, she wanted to be chased. With chin down, she looked over her soft round shoulder at him with "come get me" eyes. Kelly knew the game and popped to his feet with a smile and began the pursuit.
Miranda started to run as best as she could through the deepening water and the incoming waves. Kelly had dove forward the moment he felt the resistance was too much and by swimming he was actually catching her. Miranda looked back and gave a loud squeal and giggle as his hand nearly brushed her leg. She dove in as a last ditch effort to get away, but that was never the goal anyway.
Kelly dove under to get a leg and pulled her to him. Miranda yelled as she was captured, but was soon laughing as he came up and she was in his arms. The water was at their shoulders and Kelly held her tight to him.
"I got you, babygirl." He said with mock fierceness.
"Really? Maybe I got you." Miranda said playfully and wrapped her legs around him, making him hold them both up. She dangled her arms around his shoulders and kissed him.
Kelly pressed his tongue to her ruby lips until she opened up for him. The moment she did he hungrily snaked his tongue inside and tilted his head for a deeper kiss. Miranda grabbed his head and held him to her as she tasted him. She purred in his arms and he growled in her mouth as their tongues danced. Under the water, his hands roamed her round ass. He squeezed it hard and then let his fingers slide at the crack and finally under and along her cloth covered lips.
Miranda broke the kiss, her mouth in an "O" of surprise. "Daddy..." she whispered in shock and her eyes darted around.
