My name's John, I'm a widower and I'm 52 years old. My story starts with a visit from Paula, my daughter in law who is married to James, my son. They have two young children. Paula is 34.
She was very upset, she told me that James had for the last twelve months been gambling away all their savings, he had not paid the bills or the mortgage, now the debt collectors had begun contacting them, the bank was threatening with repossession, by the time she had finished she was shaking and sobbing. Apparently James had promised her six months ago that he was going to stop gambling, he had assured her that the mortgage was being paid and she believed him. Paula told me that the debts was not her main worry, the bank though was a different matter, if she did not deposit £5,000 by noon tomorrow they would start legal proceedings to repossess their house.
"Please John...you are my only hope, there's no one else I can ask, I'm begging you John...will you lend me the money?" she sobbed. Christ! 5 grand is a lot of money to me, if I gave her the money it would have practically cleared me out. I made myself a stiff drink as I thought about her plea, Paula is an only child, her father left her mother when Paula was young and her mother died a few years ago. "What about James?" I asked, "Is he still gambling?"
"I haven't seen him for weeks" she answered, "We had a big row and he walked out, I haven't heard from him...I've no idea where he is...the bastard has just left me to sort things out" she sobbed. I sat next to her on the couch, I took hold of her hand and slid my other arm around her shoulder; basically I just tried to comfort her as she cried. "It's ok Paula, I'll help...I'll get the money you want, c'mon...stop crying, don't worry, it'll be all right love" I told her.
She looked at me, "You mean that John? Oh!...thank you John, you can't know how much of a relief it is to me, I promise you John, I'll repay it all...I'll get an evening job, I'll make sure you get every penny back, Oh thank you...thank you so much."
Tears were running down her face, but now her eyes were lit up, it was as if a huge weight had been lifted from her, she faced me, looked deep into my eyes, took hold of my head with both hands and kissed me full on my lips – nothing passionate but still...it was a nice kiss. Sure, we've kissed before but it would be just a quick peck on the cheeks, a 'friendly' sort of kiss but this time it felt different. She accepted the drink I offered her then sitting back next to her I again took her hand in mine; she wiped her eyes with a tissue. "I'll get the cash first thing in the morning" I told her. She squeezed my hand, "Thank you John...I really don't know what I would have done if you had said you couldn't help, you are a good man" Again she looked deep into my eyes as she spoke, "You know John...if there was ever anything I could do for you I'd do it...no matter what, I mean that...anything at all!"
"That's nice to know love" I told her, "Maybe some day I'll hold you to that offer" I grinned. "I know what...to say thank you to you how about if I arranged for the kids to stay with friends on Saturday, you could come over and I'll cook you a nice dinner...we could have a few drinks, we could watch a video...it'd be good to have some adult company for a change, what do you say?"
"How could I refuse such a tempting offer of a home cooked dinner" I grinned, "That would be great" I told her.
When Paula answered the door on Saturday evening she looked beautiful, the black dress she wore was fairly low cut and showed a very nice cleavage, her hair was tied back in a pony tail and make up made her look very sexy! She gave me a big hug, her tits pressed hard into my chest and a quick kiss on my cheek. I've known Paula for more than twelve years and I can honestly say that throughout that time I'd never looked at her as I did that night, this was not my daughter in law I was visiting, that night my thoughts oh her were totally sexual! Paula was in a happy, bubbly sort of mood – as if she had already had a couple of drinks, she had cooked a lovely meal and during dinner we got through two bottles of wine.
"I'll leave the dishes till tomorrow" she said, "C'mon John...I'll just go and freshen up, why don't you choose a video to watch? There's a box of tapes I found upstairs, James must have got them from somewhere, they are in the sitting room, I put them next to the video, you can fix the drinks as well if you like" she smiled as she went upstairs.
I went into the other room and rummaged through the cardboard box, some of the tapes had labels and going by the titles they had to be 'Adult' – very adult! Some were unlabeled and seemed to be home recorded with no indication of what they might be about. As much as I would have liked to pick out a porno tape for us to watch together I thought better of it and chose one titled 'Die Hard'. I put the tape in the machine and fixed us drinks; I sat on the couch and waited for Paula to return. Paula joined me, took her drink and sat next to me on the couch. "So, what have you picked out?" she asked. I told her it was called 'Die Hard' – "Bruce Willis I think."
"Oh...I though we might have watched a... – Oh...never mind" she said smiling. Paula kicked off her shoes and sat with her feet tucked up under her, as she did I noticed her dress ride up a bit and I could see the darkness of her black stocking tops. I pressed the play button and sat back, my mind was spinning. What did she mean...we might have watched a 'what?' Surely she didn't mean a 'Blue Movie'?
I thought about what she had said, about this being a 'Special' evening – her way of saying thanks, about her doing anything she could for me, about the way she was dressed, the way she was acting, some of the things she had said tonight definitely had double meanings, the kiss she had given me, was it a case of wishful thinking on my part or was my daughter in law coming on to me.