Lar wanted Van very much... but Lar was never the man for approaching women, especially beautiful ones who were more than twenty years younger than he. So, he said nothing. Day after day, he ached for her, wanted her to know how he felt, but Lar was always the one to pile his feelings deep within the caverns of his mind... and keep them there, under lock and key. Sometimes when days were very slow, he even fantasized about her and what he would do if... Van could unlock those feelings for him. Of course, there was the day when her eyes met his for a brief moment, it had seemed something was there... but of course, he had shirked it off.
Today would be no different, Lar thought as he drove to his daughters place. Van shared an apartment with his daughter... which made it all the more harder on him. Van was not only younger, but his daughter's friend! Lar frowned as he thought to himself ... hmph. Girls tell each other everything, don't they? Especially, if it has to do with men. Yeah, especially if the man is your friend's dad. Yep, Lacey would know instantly of his primal urges... Oh Jeez, that is not something your daughter should know! He shirked it all off again, as his car approached the street to his daughter's house. Soon he had arrived. He was going to fix a few things for them. He thought to himself smiling. Girls can't fix much of anything... they need a strong handy man around... He thought this again, as he walked up to the door. Lar rang the doorbell.
To his surprise... the door opened, and there was Van smiling up at him! "Oh hi, she said opening the door. She wore a short T-shirt, barely covering her navel and some cutoff tight jeans. As Lar walked in, Van told him that Lacey was still at work.
"She won't be in for a couple of hours." Van continued.
"Well, I can still fix the sink, can't I?" Lar replied, smiling.
"Sure... Van grinned back. Won't stop you there." He followed her into the kitchen, as she showed him what was in need of repair. Lar could see the cleavage of her ass as her jeans rode up into them. He slowly closed his eyes, sighing... then went under the sink to check things. He was a little uncomfortable... could feel some part of him steadily growing harder, getting erect. He started to talk.
"Boy, you two musta realllly got something stuck in here. It's kinda hard to see what it is. He felt her near him as a hand passed him the flashlight... the hardness grew.
"Yup, he heard her voice reply. It's stuck in there pretty hard." As the object in the pipe became clearer, he laid the flashlight down and Van reached for it. As she did, she ran her arm against his thigh. He felt something oozing from his cock. He was pretty sure it was precum! Damn! he thought to himself. He quickly slid from underneath the sink.
"Uh, maybe I better take a rest from under there, Lar spoke quickly. Got anything to drink?" Van ran to the fridge and bent over, reaching far back into the bottom rack. Again, he his eyes followed the curvature of her ass, as the jeans went up into her cleavage. He thought he could see something...
"Here! Lar suddenly heard Van's voice saying. There were a couple of cokes in the back, want one?" Lar smiled reaching out to take the cool drink, trying not to show his hand, now almost trembling! He sat back and took a swig, and Van opened her drink and took a long swallow. She looked at him, and Lar sat back and smiled . He was speechless. So, he filled his mouth with drink and tried to relax. God, she's beautiful... he thought. Especially her ass, if I could...