"Tanya!"
Tanya heard her name being called from across the mall but the mall was fairly busy and with all the sound reflections she wasn't clear which direction to look.
"Tanya!"
She heard her name called again and felt an odd quiver charge through her body. The voice was male and vaguely familiar but she couldn't quite place it. Then from right behind her she heard her name spoken again.
"Tanya, I've been trying to catch you since I saw you in the car park."
She turned around and immediately recognised the kindly older gentleman she had been very indiscreet with a few weeks before. "Hello. Arthur wasn't it?"
Arthur's mouth shaped into his quirky smile.
Tanya felt a surge of emotions all rolled into one at that instant, embarrassment, regret, enjoyment and a bit of fondness. Her pussy contracted and she blushed.
"Arthur. Fancy meeting you here."
"I saw you from the bottom of the escalator. I almost didn't recognise you, those jeans hide a lot. I haven't seen high waisted retro flares like that since I was at Uni."
"Oh Arthur are you going to become a problem?"
Arthur looked discouraged. "No. I just wanted to say Hi."
"Look I'm sorry Arthur. What happened the other day was totally inappropriate. I don't know what came over me. It's not going to happen again."
Arthur looked even more demoralised. "I, I, err..." He didn't know what to say.
"You're a nice man Arthur, but look at us. I'm 32 and you're old enough to be my Father."
"Yes, but..." He stammered again.
Tanya found his awkward lost puppy look engaging. She smiled and toyed with him. "But what Arthur?"
"I'd really like to talk to you Tanya. I've been thinking about you a lot but I didn't know how to contact you again. Every time I go into a shopping centre I've been scanning all the girls hoping I'd see you again."
"That sounds a bit creepy you know?"
"Yes Tanya, but it was you who opened Pandora's box. I was just an innocent dirty old man in the mall enjoying a sneaky flash and you went on and led me astray."
"Yes I did get a bit slutty didn't I? I really don't know what came over me that day. I've never done anything quite like that before and I hope I never do again.
It was just the end of a very bad day for me. I'd broken up with my boyfriend and the girls at work were being nasty to me and..."
A tear was forming in the corner of her eye. She looked up at Arthur who was now looking concerned. He took a step toward her and they were now standing quite close. Tears involuntarily started to fill her eyes. She fought to stop them.
Arthur tentatively put an arm out to her. Tanya stepped into his embrace and put her head against his chest then against all her effort started crying. Arthur put his other arm around her and felt the slight girl trembling against his chest. He hugged her closer.
Tanya's tears were only short but she liked her head against his chest. She felt more protected in that instant than she had in quite a while. She inhaled the aroma of Arthur. She hadn't had time to notice before, but being this close she could smell him and his old fashion deodorant. Was it Old Spice? His aromas filled her head and she felt warm and comforted in his embrace.
She wanted to stay just there and indulge in the protection she was feeling just now.
Arthur drew her head away from his chest, took out his clean folded handkerchief and dabbed at her eyes. "I think we need to go and get you a coffee."
"Yes, that sounds like a good idea."
Arthur took her by the hand and led her over to a quiet table in a nearby coffee shop. "How do you take it?"
"Actually I like it long and black." She said with a mischievous grin while thinking she must be feeling better and that she really should be less provocative, this wasn't really the right time.
Arthur raised an eyebrow. "I'll make sure you get something strong and long then."
He wondered whether he should be playing the same game just now and went off to order.
"Now Tanya, you seem upset about a lot of things. Would you like somebody to talk to?"
"Yes Uncle Arthur. I had a real Uncle Arthur once, but he passed away when I was very young. You remind me of him."
"Well I don't have any nieces. I don't actually even have any children. I'm not a very fatherly type of person, but it sounds nice you calling me Uncle Arthur. What was the real Uncle Arthur like?"
"It was a long time ago, but I remember him bouncing me on his knee and running around chasing me. I always liked it when he visited, but he was a bit of a black sheep in our family. He went off exploring the world. He was a bit of an adventurer but he never came back."
"Sounds a bit like me. I travelled the world before settling down. Then got into the grind of careers, homes and mortgages etc. But now I'm retired and free. We've started adventuring again, my wife and I."
"That sounds exciting. I'm just starting a new job. I dream of the day I'll be like you and free to explore the world. After I broke up with my last boyfriend I started sexploring on some internet sites. I've had some fun dates and I've been a very very naughty girl lately. But that's all about to change. I'm starting a new job and I know better now what I want in my next boyfriend."
"No more picking up old guys in the lingerie department then?"
Tanya looked at him deeply. She was going to answer emphatically no, although she admitted to herself she felt quite a strange attraction to Arthur. "No." Less emphatically than she intended "Not in the lingerie department, but you never know what might happen in a coffee lounge."
She wished she hadn't said it as soon as the words left her mouth. She waited.
"Tanya we need to talk. Do you have a Daddy fetish?"
"Not that I knew of. I like the idea of a dirty Uncle Arthur though."
"That's a relief."