CHAPTER 2
Cassie ran her fingers through her father’s hair.
“You have a little more grey this time,” she giggled.
David chuckled, squeezing his daughter tightly.
“Ahh, I’ve sure missed you, kiddo,” he replied, holding his daughter tightly.
Mike sucked in his breath, surprised by the feelings that circled his body at the sight of Cassie. He knew that she was attractive, but something about her had changed over the last year. She looked far more seductive, he thought and perhaps, experienced.
Shaking off the flood of heat that he felt in his belly, he walked over to Cassie and gently pulled her against his broad chest. He felt her tender, young body grow tense at his touch.
His fingers lingered on the small of her back, as she lightly kissed his cheek.
Mike grinned at the lovely girl, and reluctantly, released her from his grip. She looked up at him and smiled, her blue eyes lighting up to match her perfect smile.
“Been a long time, Mike.”
“Too long,” Mike replied, his gaze growing serious as his chiseled face beamed at the young girl.
“You guys go relax. I’ll make dinner,” Vanessa said, before retreating into the kitchen. Mike followed David and Cassie into the front room and before too long; they were lost in a bustle of conversation.
An hour later, Vanessa called from the dining room, signaling that dinner was ready.
David sat down alongside his wife,
while Mike sat facing Cassie.
Cassie smiled playfully, across the table at Mike and tilted her head slightly to the side as if to analyze him.
He drank in her soft, blonde hair that vibrantly contrasted her sculpted, tanned skin. She had certainly filled out over the last year, and she no longer had the plumpness of youth, having finally traded the round, freckled cheeks for toned, taut skin.
Mike suddenly felt a wave of paranoia flood over his body, and he quickly shifted his gaze, fearing that Cassie might be able to read his mind.
“So, Mike and I are going to hit the green tomorrow,” David announced, breaking the silence.
Mike shifted nervously, as Cassie held her gaze, her lips curled into a small smile. She plucked a strawberry from the frosted glass bowl, and delicately brought it up to her mouth. Her lips parted, and she slid her tongue over the red skin of the berry, swirling it against her mouth. She kept her gaze locked on Mike’s face.
Mike felt his cock stirring as she carefully sucked the juice of the strawberry. Trying desperately to look away, he forced himself to answer David, fearful that he’d notice Mike’s incredible lust for his little girl.
“Yeah, he promised to take it easy on me though. Right, buddy?” he asked, grinning widely.
He would do just about anything to avoid Cassie’s intense gaze. It felt as though her presence were somehow magnetic, drawing him in against his wishes.
Mike struggled not to watch her every delicate move, as she continued to suck and nibble the delicious fruit.
“You bet,” David barked, interrupting the sexual tension that was taking place between Mike and his daughter. Thankfully, he hadn’t even noticed.
Cassie interrupted the conversation, by suddenly pushing her chair away from the table and standing up.
“I’ve had a long day,” she replied, looking at her father. “I’m going to go take a shower and get an early night.”
She walked around to where her father sat and bent over, gently kissing him on the cheek.
“Okay, sweetheart. I’ll see you in the morning.”
Cassie nodded and moved over to her mother. She wrapped her arms around her neck and held her tightly.
“It’s good to be home,” she whispered before letting go.
Finally, it was Mike’s turn. He stood to bid her goodnight, and Cassie tucked her body against his chest, wrapping her arms
around his neck. She quietly breathed him in, before kissing him gently on the cheek.
“Goodnight,” she whispered.
Mike was terrified that she might feel his heart beating furiously in his chest, but when she stepped away from him, she only smiled, as if she hadn’t noticed a thing.
“Sleep well,” Mike replied, mesmerized by her full, pink lips and perfect white teeth. He returned her smile, and sh
disappeared up the stairway.
Mike couldn’t believe the way that she made him feel and confused by his thoughts, he wanted nothing more than to make an exit, and get back to his hotel room.
“Well, I think your daughter has the right idea,” he said, turning towards David and Vanessa.
“It’s been a long day and I could use some sleep.”
David nodded as Vanessa collected the dishes from the table. “Yeah, you need some rest, buddy,” David replied.
Mike nodded in agreement. “I’m beat.”
He turned towards Vanessa, and gave her a quick hug goodnight, thanking her for the wonderful dinner.
“I’ll see you guys in the morning,” he said before grabbing his coat from the closet and heading out the door.
***
Mike stood in the shower as the hot water beat down on the back of his neck. He couldn’t stop thinking about Cassie and even though he knew it was wrong, no matter what he did, her luscious lips and thin, toned body consumed every thought.
Mike ran his hands through his wet hair, wishing the thoughts away but it was useless.
He thought about how incredibly sexy she was, and how amazing she smelled when he had embraced her.
His cock swelled as he thought about her, his pulse accelerating as the hot water sprayed down on his thick, muscular chest and then dripped down to his soaking wet cock.
He rinsed off quickly, forcing himself out of the steam and into the coolness of the room, as he wrapped a soft, thick towel
around his waist. He headed into the bedroom, flicked on the television and grabbed a beer from the corner bar in his oversized room. Searching for a bottle opener, and coming up short, he phoned down to the front desk and asked for one to be brought up.
Within a few minutes, he heard a soft tap on his door.
“Just a minute,” he called, reaching behind the bathroom door for the robe that lay on its hook. He slid the white terryclot over his shoulders, grimacing as the material struggled to stretch over his brawn.
“Damn things never fit,” he muttered as he made his way to the door.
“That was fast,” he grinned, impressed at how quickly the front desk responded.
“Fast?”
It wasn’t housekeeping that waited eagerly to be let in. Cassie stood in the hallway, her thin body wrapped in a long, tan coat that hung to her ankles.
“Expecting me?”
“Uh No, what are you doing here?” Mike stammered, shocked by his late night visitor.
“I couldn’t sleep,” Cassie replied, looking hard into Mike’s eyes. “Let me in.”
Mike stepped back, swinging the door open widely as Cassie made her way into the room. Chills swept through his body, and his arms prickled with goose bumps.
He closed the door behind her, and Cassie walked through the short hallway, searching for the bedroom.
Mike followed behind her; confused by what was going on and anxious to find out if Cassie was okay. She looked so serious, her lips formed into a tight pout as she settled down on the bed.
“What’s up?” Mike asked, hoping to make sense of it all. He had never been so aroused by anyone in his entire life and he
didn’t think her being in his hotel room late at night was a very good idea. “I took a long bath and tried to sleep but I just couldn’t,” Cassie replied, her eyes shifting from Mike’s lit up face down the bulge that was half hidden through the tight robe. “Nice robe,” she grinned.
Mike blushed like a schoolboy, and shrugged
“I was expecting the front desk,” he said, feeling as though he had to explain his odd attire. It was clearly two sizes too small and he knew that he must look absolutely ridiculous.
He heard a knock on the door again, and this time, the housekeeper stood waiting, a bottle opener in her hand.
“For you,” she huffed in a thick accent.
“Thanks,” Mike replied, pulling the opener from her hands and replacing it with a $20. 00 bill.
The housekeepers face lit up. “Thank you very much,” she replied as she turned away, and headed down the hallway. Mike
closed the door again, and returned to the bedroom.
Turning the corner that led from the hallway into the bedroom, he gasped at the sight of her. Choking on air, he stumbled back, bracing the doorframe.
Cassie stood naked in the middle of the bedroom floor; her coat flopped over a chair in the corner of the room.
Her legs stood well apart, and Mike was instantly drawn to her glistening, bare pussy and the sensuous curve of her round,
tight ass.
Breathless, he managed to sputter out the words, “What are you doing?” before Cassie moved towards him, pushing he
bare, tender body against his, heaving her fingers beneath the cloth robe, as she pulled it away from Mike’s chest.
“I want you,” she whispered, as she reached up to squeeze his shoulders. She had to stand on her tippy toes to pull his face
down to hers. Mike shook his head, desperate to regain control as his cock began to throb against her tight body.