Youll Accompany Me 1

You'll Accompany Me

A daughter helps her father secure a business deal.

Jessica, "Jess" Chambers, parked her car and walked towards the house. At twenty-three, Jess still lived at home with her parents. Her Dad Glenn and her Mum Andrea, liked having Jess at home. She had the freedom to come and go as she pleased, providing Jess wasn't drinking and driving or taking drugs, they let her live her life.

Jess was looking forward to the weekend, a chance to unwind after a busy week. The house was strangely quiet, normally her mother would be cooking dinner and talking to her father. Jess looked and saw her Dad sitting at the table, he was staring at a piece of paper in his hand.

"What's up Dad? Where's Mum?" Glenn looked up, a sad, hurt look on his face. "What's wrong? Is Mum hurt? Is she ill?" Jess was starting to panic.

"No, she's not hurt or ill." Glenn muttered. "She's left me."

"She's what! What do you mean, she's left you?"

"This note says she has fallen in love with someone else, she has moved out and wants a divorce."

"May I?" Jess asked, holding her hand out for the note. Glenn passed her the note, he stared at the table as Jess read it. "What the hell is this? I'm guessing you had no idea, after all she acted normal last night at dinner."

Glenn looked up and sighed. "I had no idea, until i read her note. The divorce papers are in this envelope." Glenn tapped the table. "She's not asking for anything, she has taken what she wants and moved out during the day."

Jess grabbed her mobile phone. "Please Jess, leave it. You know she won't change her mind."

"No she won't. But that doesn't mean she's not getting a piece of mine." Jess punched in her Mum's number, she tapped her foot as she waited for Andrea to answer. Glenn sat and waited for hell to break loose.

"Don't you hello dear me. What the hell is with the note you left Dad?" Jess yelled into the phone.

Glenn could just about hear his estranged wife, he was unable to make out what she was saying.

"So you meet someone else and just piss off without a word. What did Dad do to deserve this?

The look on Jess's face worried Glenn.

"You've traded up for money and an easy life, you had that here. I can't remember the last time you worked, unless you count your one day in the charity office as work. So who is this person?

"What do you mean it doesn't matter, it matters to me. So who the hell is he?"

Jess stood shaking her head, clearly she was pissed off with her mother. "Okay fine, have it your way. Don't tell me who it is, I couldn't give a shit anyway."

"Watch my language. I'll tell you what mother, these are my final words to you. Fuck you and the horse you rode in on. Don't bother calling me ever again, you bitch!" Jess cut the call.

"Feel better now?" Glenn asked.

"No, not really. It's a good job she's not here, i would have slapped her so hard."

"She's still your mother, Jess."

"Not anymore. She left you, she left me as well. She wants to piss off with some rich git, she can go. I will never speak to her again. I was going to have a glass of wine after dinner. Right now dinner can wait, i need a drink." Jess poured two glasses of wine, she pushed one towards her Dad.

"I'm sorry Dad, really I am. You don't deserve this shit." Jess took hold of her Dad's hand.

Glenn nodded. "I'll sign the papers and send them back. Hopefully we can sort this mess out quickly."

"I'll make a start on cooking dinner, I'm just going to get out of these work clothes." Jess dashed upstairs, inside she was fuming with her mother, she didn't want her Dad to see how pissed off she was.

Jess cooked them both a light meal, her Dad wasn't in the mood to eat. Jess made sure he ate something. Glenn looked over the divorce papers for a second time as Jess washed the dishes, he signed them and put them back in the return envelope.

"I have some work to do. I'm going to finish it and have an early night." Glenn headed upstairs to his home office. Jess watched him walk away. She shook her head, she had never seen her Dad looking so down. Quietly she cursed her mother for walking out. Jess watched some TV and finished the bottle of wine, feeling tired she headed off to bed. She noticed the light on in her Dad's office, she peered around the door. Glenn was asleep in his chair.

"Dad, wake up." Jess gently shook her Dad.

"Hmm, what? Oh sorry I must have nodded off." Glenn mumbled.

"Come on Dad, go to bed. Sleeping in the chair is not good for you. Get a good night's sleep, I'll see you in the morning." Jess watched Glenn go to his bedroom, she went to her room. Laying in bed Jess shed a few tears, they were for her Dad. She was still angry with her mother, too angry to cry for her leaving.

Glenn was asleep when Jess woke up, she let him sleep in. After showering Jess left a note saying she had gone shopping. Jess knew she would have to pick up some of the things her mother used to do, shopping, laundry and cooking. As she strolled around the supermarket everything she picked off the shelves reminded her of her mother, her plight wasn't helped when a friend recognised her.

"Hello Jess. It's unusual to see you here, is your Mum ill?" The woman asked.

"No she's not ill, she left my Dad for someone with more money."

"Oh I am sorry. If you see her, tell her I asked after her."

"If I see her I am likely to tear her head off!" Jess replied as she continued shopping.

Glenn heard Jess pull up outside the house, he went out to help carry the bags indoors. When the shopping was put away Glenn made them a coffee. "You didn't have to do the shopping, I could have done it myself."

"I don't mind, Dad. I know I am going to have to pick up some stuff she used to do." Glenn noticed the bitterness in his daughter's voice.

"I am capable, you know?"

"I know. But we have to work together now that she's not here. I'll do the shopping, cooking and laundry. You can do the dishes after dinner and help with the housework." Jess replied.

"Yes sir." Glenn stood up and mocked a salute. Smiling, he walked over and hugged Jess. "Thank you, I do appreciate you helping out."

Father and daughter got into a routine very easily. After a month Glenn seemed a lot happier, Jess was pleased to see him smile occasionally. Jess visited her grandmother to see how she was coping, Elsie was angry that her daughter, Andrea had abandoned her family for money.

"I don't know if your Dad wants these, your mother left them here last time she called in to see me." Elsie handed Jess Andrea's engagement and wedding rings.

"I'll keep them for now, I don't think Dad is ready to see them just yet."

Three months later the divorce was final. Andrea obviously took heed of her daughter's last words, neither Jess nor Glenn had heard from her. One evening Jess was thinking of happier times, she realised that her Dad never mentioned Andrea. When Jess spoke of her mother it was usually she or her.

Glenn was concerned that Jess had put her life on hold for him, he raised the topic one evening as they watched TV. "You can go out, you know."

"Hmm, what?" Jess replied.

"I said you can go out, if you want to. You don't have to sit here with me."

"I can't be bothered, besides I don't have anyone to take me out." Jess replied, turning back to the TV.

"You never will if you sit around here. Go out, meet someone. I'm fine, Jess, I'm not going to do anything stupid, if that's what's worrying you."

"Honestly Dad, I'm fine staying in. The last two guys who asked me for a date had no chance. One I don't like, and the other only wants to date so he can tell everyone at work he slept with me." Jess looked at her Dad. "Anyway, how come you never go out on a date?"

"I can't be bothered." Glenn grumbled. Jess let the subject drop. Glenn didn't want to admit to his daughter that he missed the sex, his only partner recently had been his right hand.

Jess got herself a glass of wine, she poured her Dad a small scotch. The show she was watching had finished, the Avengers film had started. Jess couldn't be bothered to search through the channels, she sat back and relaxed. Glenn was reading a book, he kept glancing up at the TV.

"My God, that woman looks like you."

"Oh please Dad, I don't look anything like her." The 'her' Jess referred to was Scarlet Johansson.

"Granted her hair is a different colour, but apart from that you really do look like her." Glenn assured his daughter.

"I wish." Jess muttered.

Glenn picked up his tablet and tapped the screen a few times. "There you are, that's you with the same hair colour." Glenn had altered a picture of Jess, it was one he took just over a year ago.

Jess looked at the screen. "Maybe?" She handed the tablet back. What Jess didn't want to admit was Glenn wasn't the first person to say that. Several of her male colleagues had said the same, at least Jess had the advantage of having the same build, something she was quietly proud of.

Two Years Later

The first Christmas was difficult. Glenn put on a brave face, Jess knew he was hurting. This Christmas was going to be different. Jess planned to cook them dinner, after that they were going to spend the rest of the day relaxing or playing board games. Jess wasn't big on board games, it was something her parents did every year. Neither of them were bothered by the same old rubbish on the TV.

Jess suggested a board game, Glenn asked if she was sure about it.

"Yeah, it could be fun. You get the backgammon ready, I'll get the drinks. Jess got herself a bottle of red wine and a glass, she got Glenn a bottle of scotch along with a small jug of water. The evening wore on, Jess hadn't seen her Dad laugh so much in ages. When they finally went to bed both were a little drunk.

A neighbour threw a fancy dress party on New Years Eve, Glenn and Jess attended. As all the other guests were married neither of them got hit on. Glenn hired a Captain Jack Sparrow costume, for a laugh Jess rented a Black Widow costume. She wondered what her Dad would say when he saw it.

Glenn did a double take when Jess walked downstairs. "Perfect costume for you." He smiled.

Jess had to explain to most of the female guests who she was dressed as, most of the men needed no explanation. Several asked for their picture to be taken with Jess, in the dim light she could pass as Scarlet Johansson. Jess wondered if any of the men would be gloating over the pictures when they returned to work.

"These boots are killing my feet." Glenn complained as they took the short walk home in the early hours.

"I have got to get out of this suit." Jess grumbled. "The material is rubbing and making me sore."

"Where is it rubbing?" Glenn asked innocently.

"Trust me Dad, you don't want to know." Jess replied, Glenn was laughing. Indoors they wished each other a happy New Year, again. Glenn undressed and collapsed into bed. Jess stripped off and looked at her sore nipples, she wished she had worn a bra. After gently rubbing some moisturising cream on her breasts Jess slid beneath the covers, slightly drunk she fell asleep easily.

Glenn noticed Jess wasn't wearing a bra when she came downstairs in the morning. As she rarely went without a bra, he guessed what part of her was sore.

"Did you enjoy last night?" Glenn asked Jess.

"Yeah, it was fun. The funniest part was explaining who I was dressed as to the other women, funny that their husbands all knew who I was."

"I had a good time." Glenn added. "Shame there were no single men there for you."

"Or single women for you." Jess replied. "Although someone told me last night that I looked good enough to eat."

Glenn smiled. "Who said that?"

"Believe it or not, the woman dressed as Marilyn Monroe."

Glenn roared out laughing. "Typical, we go out for the night and you get chatted up by a woman."

"Think yourself lucky her husband didn't take a shine to you." Jess laughed as the smile left Glenn's face.

Much to Glenn's relief Jess went out on a few dates at the start of the year. One got a second date and that was it, Jess said he wasn't the right one. Glenn had gone on a few dates himself. One date threw up after getting drunk, the other wanted to get married after the second date. Jess did start going out with her girlfriends from work, Glenn was pleased that she was finally going out

Jess arrived home from work on Friday evening, she could hear her father talking on the phone in his office. In her room Jess changed out of her work clothes.

"Shit!" She heard Glenn curse.

What's up Dad?" Jess asked as she entered his office.

"A new client wants to meet with me next Saturday, the only problem is they want to make a night of it."

"So what's the problem?"

"They want to meet and discuss business over dinner. He asked that I bring my wife along, and he will book a room for us at the Excelsior hotel." Glenn replied, shaking his head.

"Ahh. You didn't tell him you're not married?"

"I didn't get a chance. He just assumed I am and said he is looking forward to meeting me next weekend. Now what the bloody hell am I going to do?"

"Is there nobody you can ask to go with you?" Jess enquired.

"Not really. The only single woman I know is not the sort of person I would choose to go with, she could cost me any potential business they are offering. I'll have to call him back and explain."

"No, don't. I'll go with you."

"You. You'll accompany me?" Glenn stammered.

"Yes. I can dress up and go with you. They will never know I'm your daughter as I don't look like you. At least I got something good from her."

"Are you sure Jess? I can call them back and explain."

"If you do, you might lose the business. No, I'll accompany you. At least i can talk about you without slipping up."

Glenn stood and hugged Jess. "Thank you. I'll pay for your dress, if you need to buy one."

"No you won't. I'll pay for it and I can use it again. I will go out tomorrow afternoon and buy a dress." Glenn nodded, it was pointless arguing with Jess when she made her mind up.

Jess knew the style of dress she wanted, it had to be low at the back, fastened around her neck and plunging at the front to show off her cleavage. The third shop Jess visited had exactly what she was looking for, she tried the dark green dress on and admired herself in the mirror.

Some black hold-up stockings and a black satin thong would complete the outfit, Jess had heels she could wear with the dress. She purchased some nightwear as well.

Glenn looked up when Jess entered the house. "Did you find a dress?" Jess smiled and nodded her head. "May i see it?"

"Not until the night." Jess teased and showed Glenn the colour. He liked the colour.

Jess hung her dress in the wardrobe. She had a garment bag to carry it in, everything else would go in her overnight bag. She wondered how Glenn would react to the dress when he saw it, her mother never wore anything that revealed too much flesh.

Glenn spoke with Jess as she prepared dinner. "I trust your judgement, Jess, please tell me the dress is decent?"

"It is. It's a very smart backless evening dress. I know how important this is to you, I wouldn't turn up looking like a tramp."

"I know." Glenn smiled at his daughter. "If this works out it could mean big money for me."

"Good." Jess replied. "You deserve it, Dad."

Saturday morning Jess rose early, she had the shopping to do and an appointment at the hairdressers. Smiling as she left the hairdressers, Jess had a few hours to relax before they left for the hotel.

Father and daughter were both dressed in casual clothing, they planned to change at the hotel. Jess didn't want unnecessary creases in her dress, Glenn felt the same, he didn't plan on arriving in a creased suit.

The Excelsior was a large hotel, the rooms were very expensive. The restaurant was known for the quality of the food it served, Glenn and Jess looked forward to a nice evening out.

"Nervous?" Glenn asked Jess as he parked his BMW SUV.

"A little, don't worry I'll be okay. I was thinking I had better call you Glenn or some term of endearment tonight, it will look funny if i call you Dad."

Glenn nodded. "Good idea, I hadn't thought of that. If they ask, we have been married for ten years and we have no kids."

Jess giggled out loud. "Married for ten years, my parents would never have allowed me to marry at seventeen."

"No, you're right, we wouldn't have. I know when you get dressed up you look older, we can say you were twenty-five when we married."

"Sounds good. Despite what you have been through, you don't look your age either." Jess replied.

Jess gazed in awe at the reception area of the hotel, it was certainly way above what she was used to. She stood beside Glenn as he checked them in.

"Good afternoon. I believe you have a room booked for me, the names Chapman, Glenn Chapman."

The receptionist tapped at the keyboard. "Yes sir, Suite 302, booked for Mr and Mrs Chapman. Do you need help with your luggage?"

"No, we can manage thanks." Glenn replied as the smartly dressed woman passed him two keycards.

"Enjoy your stay sir. The elevators are just around to the right. Third floor, turn left and your suite is at the end of the corridor." Glenn thanked the woman, Jess smiled as they turned towards the lifts.

"She said suite, it must be how they refer to rooms in a place like this." Jess commented. Glenn smiled, he wasn't sure himself.

"Wow!" Jess exclaimed as Glenn opened the door to their room. "This certainly beats any hotel I have ever stayed in."

"You've stayed in a few then?" Glenn joked.

"No, you know what I mean." Jess had stayed in hotels when she went to friends' weddings or a similar occasion, none of them were to this standard. She looked around the room, it was large and well laid out.

"I'll shower first, then I can get dressed out here while you use the bathroom to shower and change." Glenn suggested.

Jess sat on the bed, she had butterflies in her stomach. She tried breathing slowly to calm herself down. Everything she had mentally planned for tonight, now seemed stupid. Jess wondered if a drink would steady her nerves, she poured herself a gin and tonic from the extensively stocked mini bar. She gulped it down, the drink and slow breathing helped a little, but not much.

Jess looked up as Glenn came out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist. She silently admired his body, slim and a light dusting of hair on his chest. Grabbing her overnight bag and garment holder Jess went into the bathroom. Inside she stripped off and showered carefully,keeping her hair dry. Jess dried off and started to dress, she shivered as the silk thong slid up her legs.

She slowly pulled the stockings on her legs, strangely as she dressed her nerves calmed down. Jess didn't wear a lot of make-up, tonight was going to be no different. Holding the dress around her waist Jess slipped her feet into her heeled shoes. The dress fitted nicely on the curve of her backside, with the dress secured at the back Jess adjusted the front. It fitted snugly over her 36d breasts, looking in the mirror Jess was pleased with the result. She opened her purse and slid her Mother's rings on her finger, after tidying up her discarded clothes she went out to the main room.

Glenn was looking out of the window, he heard Jess and turned around. His jaw dropped, he was lost for words.

"Is everything okay?" Jess asked, nervously.

"Y,y, you're beautiful, absolutely stunning." For a fleeting moment Glenn wished Jess were not his daughter. "If all it took was your beauty to seal this business deal, I could relax and say it's a done deal."

"Thank you." Jess kissed Glenn on the cheek. "Are you ready to take your wife to dinner?"

"Absolutely." Glenn replied. He waited as Jess put a shawl over her shoulders and grabbed her clutch bag.