Chapter 05 – Lance
Thank you Musicloverxo91 for editing.
As I grow in age I find that the desires I once had have diminished. The lust between my wife and I had simmered down, the looks from other women non-existent. My hair is starting to whiten, and wrinkles are starting to form on my face. I looked in the mirror the other day and admitted it, I was aging, and time moved far faster than it did when I was younger.
I am happy with my life, always have been. I have a great career, and am almost to the top in the company. I have a great wife, always giving me the support I needed. And my two children keep me smiling most of the time. But something was missing. I had kids later in life than most people so that i could be successful in my career as it is very important to me.
It was last summer that my eyes opened for me. I was bringing my daughter to a friend's house, and she was to stay there overnight. This was not an unusual occurrence for her, as she had slept over this friend's house many times. I loaded her and her bag into my car and drove off to her friend's house, about two miles from my own.
I pulled into the driveway, and we got out of the car. As usual her friend and the mother met us in the driveway. I received a half-hearted hug and the two kids ran off into the house and right out the backdoor to play. I smiled to Karina as they left, "Okay. Well, what time would you like me to get her tomorrow?"
She shrugged at me, "Whenever really. They will keep each other entertained for a while, and I have no plans." She bit her bottom lip and gave me a smile, "Would you like to come in for a bit. I have fresh coffee."
Ah yes, coffee, I do love coffee, and accepted the invitation happily. She led me into the small kitchen and set a cup before me. I put some cream and sugar in and took a sip. Yes this was great, sitting down with coffee, and being relaxed, "Thank you very much, this is great."
She smiled as she welcomed me and sat down next to me, and I looked to her. She was a beautiful woman in her late twenties, Karina had long black hair, almond eyes. Her body was slim, and fit. I knew she worked out a lot, but I never noticed how fit she really was. I chuckled to myself as I examined her, how odd it was, I had never really taken her in before, never really thought about it.
She sipped her coffee and set it on the table, "What? What are you laughing at?"
I tried to think of something quick and did, "You know, I have always wondered, where is Jasmine's dad? I don't think I have met him before." She let out a sigh and shook her head, "That's a good question. He disappeared about three years ago, and I have not heard from him since." I bit my tongue, that was stupid, I should have left it alone, "I am sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."
She laughed, the laugh of an angel and patted my thigh lightly, "Oh, its fine. No worries right. I have been raising Jasmine by myself, we get along pretty well if you ask me." I nodded, "You seem to do well. I never heard her complain." She offered that sweet smile again, and I felt her hand caressing my thigh lightly, and I found that I liked it there, "Yup, just us two girls holding fort you know. No need for a man here." I set my cup down and patted her hand softly, "No man in your life at all?"
She chuckled, "No, not for some time now." I nodded my head slowly, "Wow, that's surprising, not that I think you need one." She cocked her head to the side and stared at me for a moment before she spoke, her fingers moved from my thigh to my hand and they ran over my skin, "Why would that be surprising."
I shifted in my chair as I thought of my answer, she was beautiful, very sexy, and I could not tell her without it being a bit uncomfortable for the both of us. I was her daughter's friend's father, and a married man. Yet here I was sitting with this young woman, feeling the urge to tell her how hot she was, "You are a very pretty woman, and you have a good head on your shoulders, I would think men would be running for you."
She giggled and moved her hand off mine, placing it on my arm and caressed my skin, "You are too sweet Lance. No, most men run when they see a child." she shifted in her seat and I noticed we were both a little uncomfortable. She stood quickly and pointed to an adjacent room, "I have to fold some laundry. Feel free to come talk as I do it."
She spun and moved away. I felt my eyes move down her body as she did so. I had met with her many times, but this time I was really taking her in, she was so sexy, and the jeans she was wearing showed her ass nicely. I shook my head to clear my thoughts, how can I think like that?
I stood quickly when she left my view and headed toward the room. I was going over the situation in my mind, how could I be looking at her this way? She was at least ten years younger than I, and I was married. Why was I thinking of how sexy, how hot she was?