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A clutter of glassware, including an empty coffee pot, two empty water pitchers, and a few dirty cups, had gathered on Larry Windham’s coffee table over the course of the day. The drinks fueled him and his paralegal Jenna Holmes as they combed over their most recent pro bono case, a veterans’ association scammed by renovation contractors. While deep in their reading, Larry’s telephone rang and he picked it up without wondered, his mind distracted by the pages in front of him.

“Windham and Associates, Larry speaking,” he greeted.

Upon recognizing the voice on the other end, he sat up straight and devoted all his attention to the caller. It was his daughter, Anne.

“Anne!” he exclaimed, “How are you Sweetheart?”

Jenna stopped reading the pages in front of her too and rose out of the chair on the opposite side of Larry’s desk. She gestured with her hands, saying silently that she would leave the office to give Larry privacy, but Larry waved her down to sit. Jenna did just that.

“That’s right Sweetheart,” Larry said with the brightest smile Jenna had ever seen, “Tonight at six-thirty.”

There was a pause as Larry listened intently.

“Oh no, Sweetheart,” Larry said, touching a hand to his greying hair, “No, no. That’s OK. You have to do what you need to. We’ll catch up some other time. OK. Love you lots.”

Although she only heard half of the conversation, Jenna could already assume what had happened.

“Anne cancelled?” Jenna asked apologetically.

“Yeah. She’s got a big case she’s working on and she really wants to get this one right. Good on her,” Larry said sincerely.

“On Father’s Day though? Did she forget?”

“Oh, she’s just so dedicated to her work.”

Jenna felt even sadder for Larry, because he seemed so genuinely happy for his daughter. His Love and pride for his daughter outshone any disappointment from knowing he wouldn’t be celebrating with his daughter tonight.

“Well,” Larry said, “I think we’ve put in an honest day’s work. We should both get home.”

“What about the reservations you asked me to make at Beaumont’s?”

Larry sighed, “Thank you for doing that for me, Jenna. A shame, really. Maybe next time.”

Jenna mused as Larry gathered his papers into a pile.

“I heard they have the most wonderful gratinéed scallops. Just imagine that with a white Burgundy. It really would be a shame,” she said.

“You know your stuff young lady!”

“We should keep the reservation and go. We’ve got time still. I’ll run home and get dressed up, and I’ll meet you there!”

Larry was amused, “Are you sure? You want to hang out with an old guy like me?”

“Oh, please! Of course! I’ve got nothing going on tonight.”

That’s right, Larry remembered. Jenna never knew her father. It’s no surprise she had not plans tonight. He responded quickly, hoping his moment of realization wasn’t too obvious.

“I would be honored if you joined me,” he said.

~~~

Larry arrived at Beaumont first. When he learned from the hostess that his new dinner date had not arrived yet, he politely waited outside for her. Not long later, a yellow cab pulled up to the restaurant. He could just make out through the passenger window of the cab that Jenna was inside. He stepped forward to get the cab door. A few passersby turned their heads as Jenna stepped out, taking the hand that Larry offered. Her head of blended blonde and brown hair was curled into wavy locks, dangling past her shoulders. The beauty of her face was elevated by modest makeup. Most attractive of all was the gorgeous gold sequin dress she wore.

“You look lovely!” Larry complimented.

“Thank you! Let’s head inside. I’m hungry!”

The gratinéed scallops were as delicious as rumored. The white Burgundy was indeed very complementary, so much so that the waiter was already pouring the second bottle. Jenna collected herself from a laugh she was having as Larry recounted a story of how he bungled his first case as a lawyer.

“Oh I wish your daughter could be here tonight.”

“Thank you, Jenna. I do as well, but then you and I wouldn’t get to have so much fun together!”

“I can cheers to that!”

Larry and Jenna touched their glasses and drank. After setting down his glass, Larry seemed to gaze off into a distant memory.

“You know, Anne and I used to have so much fun together when she was a kid. After Claudia, my Wife, died, my little Sweetheart just changed a little. I think she misses her mother a lot. She wanted to do everything she could to be an ambitious lawyer, just like her mother. She’s come so far, achieved so much at such a young age.”

Jenna sighed, “She is impressive. We’re the same age but she’s opened her own firm and I’m still a paralegal.”

“Hey, hey. Don’t be like that. I shouldn’t have said that,” Larry comforted, “Being a paralegal is fantastic. I’m proud of you. You know, Jenna, you’ll get there too one day if that’s what you want. I’m sure of it. Whatever help you need, just ask me.”

Jenna could almost cry. Those were the sort of words she didn’t get to hear much growing up. She raised her glass, and Larry raised his to meet hers.

~~~

Jenna exited the cab first, and it was her turn to offer a hand to help Larry step out.

“Really, Jenna, you really didn’t have to chaperone me home. I can hold my own pretty well,” Larry said.

“Is that so? Looks like someone is fumbling a little with their keys.”

Larry opened the door to his home. From outside the door, Jenna peered inside. A warm glow shone from the chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Larry noted Jenna’s curiosity.

“You want to take a look? I’ve never had you over, have I?”

Jenna accepted the invitation. She stepped into the foyer and was in awe of the height of the ceiling. The chandelier lighting the room looked like a sculpture made of tiny floating stars. A half spiral staircase across the hall led upstairs.

“It feels like a ballroom,” Jenna gasped.

“You got that right! Claudia loved ballroom dance. I wasn’t very good but she always tried to teach me right here in this foyer.”

Jenna spun to face Larry and she extended her hand.

“May I?” she asked with a smile.

“Of course.”

Larry took Jenna’s right hand with his left. He placed his right hand gently on Jenna’ shoulder blade. Jenna rested her left hand onto Larry’s shoulder. Once in position, Larry led them away. As Larry said, he wasn’t very good, but he was the expert of the two in this situation. They tried to sway and waltz and tango, laughing and tripping over two pairs of feet uncoordinated feet. They even tried a twirl, which went surprisingly well. Larry tried to recite the step counts, just as his Wife had done, but he could not help but laugh at his own confusion. In all the fun, Jenna became ambitious, and let herself lean back into a dip. Heels and alcohol wasn’t a good mix, and she began to loose her balance. Larry was caught off guard by Jenna’s lunge backward. He gripped her and pulled her back into him. In his worry for her safety, he overcompensated and pulled her too hard into him. Their faces got close.

“Sorry,” Larry said, letting Jenna go.

“No, I’m sorry. I got carried away.”

Larry cleared his throat, “Perhaps I can get us some water.”

“Yes. Yes, that is a wonderful idea,” Jenna stuttered, “And can you point me to your bathroom?”

“Yes, just down the hall and to your left. I’ll be in the kitchen with the waters.”

~~~

Larry downed a small glass of water himself first before refilling it. He had a second glass ready for Jenna.

“Larry?” came a distant call from Jenna.

“Yes?” Larry replied.

He heard no response. He walked back toward the foyer, and as he did, he heard Jenna call to him again. Her voice seemed to be coming from up the spiral stairs. Larry laughed and shook his head.

“Are you lost?” Larry teased as he climbed the steps, “What are you doing upstairs? I do recall I said the bathroom was down the hall and to the left. Looks like I’m not the one who can’t hold their own. And you were doubting me!”

When Larry reached the top of the steps, he called out, “Now where have you lost yourself?”

“In here,” Jenna said.

Larry followed the sound of her voice.

“I’m sorry. The house is kind of a big maze. That’s my bedroom you’re in.”

Larry stood and gazed around his bedroom but couldn’t see Jenna.

“I know,” Jenna said from behind him.

Jenna had concealed herself behind the door.

“Oh there you-“

Larry wasn’t able to finish his sentence. Jenna stepped into him with authority, backing him up. Before he knew it, the back of his knees caught the edge of his bed and he fell onto the mattress on his back.

“Wait, Jenna. No, ” Larry said as Jenna climbed onto the bed too, her knees on either side of his body.

“I didn’t mean what happened down stairs,” Larry protested, “This isn’t what I wanted.”

Jenna ignored the protests and she leaned her head down to kiss Larry on his lips. He turned his head left and right trying to evade Jenna, but she kissed wherever she could land.

“You’re drunk. We’re both drunk and we’re not thinking clearly,” Larry continued to argue.

“I’m not drunk. You’re not drunk,” Jenna said flatly through her kisses.

Jenna set her left hand onto Larry’s chest and deployed it tactically down his body. Her hand located Larry’s manhood and he flinched at her touch. With a decisive clasp, Jenna seized his member and began to massage it. Larry groaned in an almost painful way, but Jenna knew she wasn’t hurting him in the slightest. In fact, quite the opposite was true as evidenced by the expanding she could feel in her hand.

“No, Jenna. I don’t want this,” Larry insisted.

“You do. And I do too.”

Jenna erected her back and lifted her head away from Larry’s face. While straddling Larry she sat her weight down onto Larry’s groin. She moved her pelvis like rolling waves, grinding her Sex against his Sex. Even through their clothes, Jenna could feel his heat, and it was growing evermore. Larry’s whimpers found no sympathy. Jenna threw her head back and indulged in the friction against her clitoris. She performed a dozen more repetitions and decided the time for polite pleasantries was over. She pushed herself off of Larry and stood up. This gave Larry a small window of time to collect himself. From the look of his furrowed brows Jenna knew he still intended to deny them both, but she was confident. She reached behind her neck with her right hand and with one expert maneuver, she unhooked the strap of her dress. Like a waterfall of gold her sequin dress fell to the floor. Jenna was certain no man could withstand, not even a man with the rectitude of Larry. The furrow on Larry’s brow had weakened, and once Jenna doffed her thong, it all but dissolved. He had always and space now to get up and escape, but his body would not move. Instead, his body allowed Jenna to strip away his jacket and shirt. Despite the diminishing voice of reason making exhausted pleas to extricate himself, his body let the naked young woman throw off his shoes and socks, untie his belt, and pull away his pants and his briefs with them.

Larry remained unmoved, lying on his bed with his legs dangling off the side of his bed at the knees. The mattress sunk as Jenna climbed back onto the bed, her knees on either side of him. Jenna could see Larry’s eyes hypnotized by the swaying of her breasts as she moved into position. Again, her deft left hand gently re-stiffened Larry’s cock. Larry whimpered. He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Jenna read his mind.

“I’m on the pill,” she reassured.

That’s what Jenna admired about Larry. Even now, his kindness and integrity remained. With the tip of her fingers on her right hand, she gently touched herself. Sure enough, she was already as wet as can be. Jenna moved up the bed further so their sexes aligned. Still holding Larry’s erection, she pressed his tip against her clitoris. Larry gasped. The touch sent a shiver up Jenna’s spine. From there, she traced Larry’s tip between her labia. She enjoyed the tickling sensation very much, and she could only imagine what Larry was feeling as he trembled. She traced the same line up and down several times, lubricating Larry with her wetness. She could wait no longer. She leaned forward, took aim, and lowered her body. She sheathed the head of Larry’s cock within herself. Larry exhaled in awe. Jenna lifted her body, uncovering Larry’s tip, then lowered again. She repeated that slowly. Each time the entry became more slick and she took more of Larry’s flesh. Jenna looked down to assess her progress and noted there was still more of his staff to swallow. Larry was a well endowed man. He was stretching Jenna already. She could only imagine his caliber in his youth. Jenna continued the springing motion, sinking lower and lower. She bit her lip and moaned. Eventually, she could sit her full weight down, his pubic hairs lovingly brushing against her shaven Pussy. The depth and reach of every coming together dazed her with pleasure.

“Put your hands on me,” Jenna invited, “You can touch me anywhere.”

Larry was apprehensive, laying frozen and still not allowing himself to fully relish in this opportunity. Jenna grabbed his hands and planted them on her hips. She rode Larry even harder, wanting him to feel her pelvic motions. His groans were pleasing to Jenna’s ears. She then made her next move to seduce Larry out of his self-restraint. Leaning forward, she dangled her breasts in Larry’s face. Her plump breasts glanced across his cheeks and nose as they swayed to the motions of her riding. For a brief moment, Jenna wondered she felt Larry’s lips against her breasts. Moments later, she felt it again and was sure.

“What do you want, Larry?” Jenna asked in a sultry voice, “You want my tits? You can have them Larry, but you have to take me.”

Jenna could hear the turmoil in Larry’s panting.

“Make me yours.”

Jenna yelped in surprise as Larry’s arms wrapped around her upper back and greedily pulled her down, smothering himself with her breasts. A smile emerged momentarily on Jenna’s face to celebrate her victory. She could feel Larry’s lips kissing her breasts. There was a crescendo in her moaning when Larry found her right nipple. She could feel his tongue lapping against it. She yelped in surprise again when Larry suddenly started thrusting upward into her. That Larry was finally reciprocating in the lovemaking turned her on so much.

“Yes!” Jenna cried out.

As suddenly as Larry’s enthusiasm started, he released her from his embrace. He sat up, still with his cock deep in Jenna, and put a hand on the small of her back. With gentle assertiveness, he turned the two of them and he dipped her on to her back. It was a much more successful dip than the one they tried during their dance earlier. Jenna’s head now rested on a soft pillow at the head of the bed and Larry was on top of her. He softly brushed her cheek with the back of her fingers. He fell onto her and they embraced in deep kisses. They were chest against chest. Larry’s pelvis rolled like gentle waves on the ocean and Jenna absorbed the energy. In this position, his penis reached even deeper and Jenna felt full and satisfied. Jenna ripped her lips away from Larry’s so she could take in a big gulp of air. Larry lifted his weight off of Jenna’s chest.

“I think I might come, Jenna,” he said.

Jenna’s heart was warmed. The chivalrous and gentlemanly Larry was still there despite succumbing to his carnal desires. Jenna nodded.

“Come. Come inside me.” she whispered kindly.

Larry accepted Jenna’s kindness and recommenced his thrusting. Their eyes were locked as Larry accelerated. Jenna whimpered and moaned to the thrusts. She looked down for a moment to see Larry’s cock disappearing and re-emerging from her in rapid succession. When she reconnected with his eyes, she could tell he wanted to say something. Again, she read his mind.

“Don’t wait for me. Come.”

Jenna put a hand against his heart, reassuring him with her touch.

“Come, my Sweetheart.”

An invigoration seemed to flush through Larry. He thrust assuredly, making Jenna writhe and whimper. With one last thrust he vocalized his climax and ruptured inside Jenna. Jenna could feel his cock throbbing and pulsating, and the warmth of his semen spread in her womanhood. These sensations tipped her over the edge and sparked her Orgasm. Her Pussy embraced Larry’s cock, making her feel his pulsations even more.

“Oh, Sweetheart,” Larry said to Jenna with his remaining strength.

Jenna couldn’t be happier hearing Larry call her that.

“Happy Father’s Day,” she said.

Larry retracted his flesh from Jenna. Once he did, a mix of their Love juices oozed from her.

“I can get us towels,” Larry said.

Jenna gave a drowsy giggle. Larry was a good man through and through.

“No, Sweetheart,” Jenna said, “Hold me and sleep.”

~~~

Jenna stepped out of the Shower, toweled off, and went back to the bedroom where a black dress was spread out on the bed. Larry brought that for Jenna from his daughter‘s old closet. She threw the dress on and went downstairs where Larry had already whipped up a breakfast of eggs, toast, and orange juice. Jenna was famished from the physical exertion last night.

“The dress looks good on you,” Larry said, “You’re sure you’re OK with what happened last night? We had a lot to drink. I overstepped.”

“It’s fine,” Jenna said, “More than fine. Yes, we had a lot to drink but I knew what I was doing. We had a wonderful time. Well, at least I did…”

“No, of course. I had a wonderful time too,” Larry said shyly.

After Jenna cleared her plate, she collected her things and Larry accompanied her out to the door. She slipped on her heels and was ready to go.

“I don’t know how to ask this,” Larry said, “but what happens now? What happens with us?”

Jenna pondered the question.

“Well, I’d Love more lessons on how to dance, whether that’s on the dance floor…or…”

“Or?” asked Larry.

Jenna stepped in close to Larry and whispered in his ear, “…or in the bedroom.”

Jenna gave Larry a kiss on the lips.

“Happy Father’s Day.”

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