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The walk to his bike was a long one for Ben. The times had been a mixture of pleasant, but also very trying. While his days were filled with more fun thanks to a lovely young lady in his life, his bitchy ex was driving him to the limits of his mental endurance. Carol was not willing to lose Rochelle and the child support payments, so her lawyer decided to string Ben along in court. With his lawyer dismissing motion after motion, Ben was getting more and more annoyed with things. He loved his daughter to death and would do anything for her regardless of cost, but even she knew it was a rising toll for her sake.
Each new appeal by his wife was costing him hundreds of dollars to keep his case strong. He didn't mind the payments for Rochelle, but his anger with her mother was coming to a boiling point. Since Leta and Carol had gotten into it in his apartment the nasty calls had stopped, but Carol was going after him in other ways. While it was also costing her, it was a small price to pay to get back at Ben.
Ben's life to that point, aside from the shit with Carol, had taken some positive strides. Aside from having a new girlfriend in his life, Ben's garage had hit pay dirt. The bike they made for the collector was as near a perfect build as they could make. The high bars and great engine made the bike ride hard, and showed a lot of character in the flow and frame. Ben and the guys delivered the bike to the collector and he almost fainted at how well the build had gone. The guys had huge smiles when they pocketed almost twelve thousand each. The normal pay out of ten was what they expected, but the buyer was so thrilled he gave them a large bonus.
Ben's other job was also going well. He was working long hours still, but every other night he had a visitor who would cheer him up to no end. Leta had a habit of timing her visits just right so that she would make it on his lunch hour., she also had a way of showing up as he was getting ready to leave and they could spend some time together before she had to go to work. Over the weeks they had evolved in their relationship as well. Rochelle had grown a bit more comfortable with her and that made Ben relax a lot. Their sex life was also something that Ben was enjoying, a lot. Leta was everything that Carol never was for him, she was freedom.
Their relationship had it's ups and downs as a few times they had a disagreement of minor things, but they hashed it out like civilized folk. Leta knew that a guy like Ben was a once in a life time find. Ben also knew that Leta was something special in his life, and he wanted to keep her in it. The compromises they made actually was the first step in a great time. As the trial date loomed near Ben and Leta decided to try and make something special of a rare thing. Leta actually had an opportune three day weekend off. Ben also had the time off, so he decided to make it something she would never forget.
On the Wednesday the week before the long weekend Ben called a meeting of his club. The group had been chomping at the bit to do a run to the shore, but since the hurricane had damaged a lot of the place they had to find a new place to go. They had almost hashed out a plan, when a nasty fire devastated the area. The guys all knew they had sacrificed a lot to help before, so the time to step up for them was now. They all got a wild notion to just go down to the shore and have a rally of the locals to help with the new recovery efforts. The vote for the run was unanimous. The next weekend they would go out and the majority of the club would be there. Ben had a huge smile on his face as the meeting came to a close. The majority of his forty brothers would be going south with him, and he also had a few new brothers to initiate into the ranks. The party they had was a good one and after it was done the officers of the club went to work on the particulars.
Ben went home after the party and a surprise was waiting for him. As he pulled his bike into the parking lot he saw Leta's car in the guest spot. He grinned as he maneuvered his bike into the spot by his apartment and killed the engine. He got off the bike and took off his helmet and bandanna. Ben was still in his club colors and jeans as he strolled up. His black vest and white patches on it was a sight to see. While not an outlaw biker himself, Ben knew very well of them. A long time ago he did run with that crowd, and a few of them still tried to pull him back in. the reasons he didn't were simple; he was a father now and was too old for that life anymore. As he walked towards his apartment he was greeted by a curious sound coming from within. He knew that Rochelle was home and obviously Leta had come, but the music that was playing was something he would never had thought Rochelle would listen to.
The sounds of Salsa music playing from the laptop on the couch greeted him as he opened the door. In the middle of the room was a barefoot Rochelle being drilled by Leta who was taking the lead of the dance. Ben chuckled as he watched his long legged daughter trying to dance with the diminutive woman. He stood silently in the doorway for a while and just watched as they danced and Leta admonished her for missteps. Leta and Rochelle were so lost in the routine they didn't even notice Ben had entered the room. Ben leaned against the wall and was entertained by them for the rest of the song.
As the song came to an end Rochelle was laughing as she went back to the chair. Leta was still in the mood to dance and as she did a turn she saw Ben standing there arms crossed and a huge grin on his face.
"Maybe we should show her how to do it right, papi," Leta purred and danced her way up to Ben.
Rochelle's eyes turned to see her dad being pulled away from the wall, then they bulged. The shock of all shocks was how well her dad was dancing with the smaller woman. What Rochelle didn't know was that they had gone dancing a lot and Leta made it her priority to make Ben a good dancer. Ben, to his credit, was as good as he could be with his great partner. Leta was the one who really led, but Ben also made her laugh with a well timed move here and there.
The show went on for a few more minutes, then as the song ended both laughed and sat down. Leta plopped in his lap and curled under his big arms as he wrapped them about her.
"You see honey, your dad still has it," Ben chuckled.
Rochelle's eyes rolled at her dad's comment.
"Yeah, but only cause she held your hand the whole time," Rochelle bit back and Leta laughed.
"I held yours too Meja, but he still did better," Leta retorted and Ben snorted out a laugh.
Rochelle gave a sour look to Leta, but it was not enough to stop her dad from laughing. The jovial mood was enhanced more as Leta got up and went to the kitchen. She came back with the bag of food she brought and the happy group sat down to a nice meal. The food was actually homemade by Leta earlier that day and Ben was blown away by how good the food was.
The happy group ate and joked of things and when the food ran out Leta and Rochelle went to do the dishes. Ben wanted to help, but Leta would have none of it. To her it was a time to spend with a young woman that was fast becoming a friend. The two of them laughed and joked as they did the dishes of many things, and Ben was keen to listen to when it came to be about him. He listened as Leta called him a "Jolly Green" and Rochelle quipped about how she was a "Purse Sized Chick."
As he sat back listening Ben smiled and was actually relieved about how well things were going for the two of them. A sigh of content escaped his lips as he leaned back in the chair and watched the two of them. He hoped that it would continue, but held himself in check to the realities of life.
Ben got to his feet and went to the living room and turned on the TV. As the news came into focus he picked up his bar bells and began to do his curls. The heavy weights went up and down in unison as he worked both of his massive biceps with hard curls. As he did his last reps he turned his arms outward and did butterfly curls and watched the news as he did. Ben finished those and raised his hands over his head and did his high curls and military press.
Leta and Rochelle came from the kitchen and saw the spectacle of Ben working out. To Rochelle it was simply her dad exercising. To Leta, it was a sight that made her lick her lips. She marveled at how his bulging arms contracted and grew as he did his reps. She watched as his broad chest flexed and couldn't help but stare at him. Rochelle happened to see her staring and took advantage of it. Without being seen she got behind Leta and her fingers poked Leta in both sides at once.
With a squeak that tore through the air Leta jumped forward to get away from the fingers, but Rochelle was all over her and the fun began. Ben looked from the news to see his daughter had Leta down and was torturing her. A smirk came to his lips as he watched his bigger daughter pin Leta to the floor and continue the assault. It went on for a few long seconds before he decided to be chivalrous.
