Footsie
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Monday morning. Light snow in the forecast. The sky was grey with ominous clouds hanging so low I felt like hunching. Before walking out to the truck, I stuck my head in the kitchen. Sia was still in pajamas - powder blue flannel with white daisies all over them - her head bent as she studied her iPhone. Facebook probably. “Sia?” She looked up at me, hair thick, wavy, loose and attractively messy. “Yeah?” “See ya,” I said, turning to leave. Her groan made me smile. “Daaaad! That’s so,...
With spring officially arriving in early March, the snow gone and days growing longer, outside activities demanded more time. Sia, while not the most athletic girl, liked field hockey. She might not be the tallest girl, but she could move when it mattered. Jasmin was at every practice and game rooting for her. Unlike Sia, she didn’t participate in team sports. I became accustomed to Jasmin being in our house. We were located within walking distance of the school and Alia would drop by to...
I am fixated with my foot. Apologies but that is an inaccurate generalisation. In truth I am fixated by the way my foot dangles midair. The contrast of deep red shoe against barely black fine hosiery, the sight of the small mole atop it visible through the fine denier, the twin curvature of the toe, and, most mentally seducing, is the way the tops of my toes tap against the inside of the shoe when I wiggle them. It is a quite delightful shoe and certainly deserving of being fixated upon....
I am fixated with my foot. Apologies but that is an inaccurate generalisation. In truth I am fixated by the way my foot dangles midair. The contrast of deep red shoe against barely black fine hosiery, the sight of the small mole atop it visible through the fine denier, the twin curvature of the toe, and, most mentally seducing, is the way the tops of my toes tap against the inside of the shoe when I wiggle them. It is a quite delightful shoe and certainly deserving of being fixated upon....
LesbianColored lights and festive banners decorated the school gym. Loud bass-heavy thumping music blared from speakers set up on the stage, a couple of DJ’s busy. No one was dancing, too early perhaps. Boys stood on one side of the floor, girls flocking together on the other side, groups chatting and giggling. Dresses went from flamboyant, puffy, lacy, knee-length designs in outrageously bright colors, to simple sheath-like dresses that barely reached thighs. Some had makeup more appropriate for...
A COLD HARSH WINTER light greeted me on Sunday morning. For a moment, I relaxed in bed and stared out through frosted windows to an ultra pure white landscape, so white it hurt the eyes. A light wind stirred snow into mini flurries. We’d accumulated almost four feet of snow; enough to completely hide the bushes in the back yard. Clattering noise from the kitchen filtered through the bedroom door. Rolling out from under the thick quilt, I shivered as I strode into the bathroom, turned the...
Minor fears and some trepidation entered my life in the following week. To all outward appearances, our relationship was its usual one. Yet, there was a subtle change, a hesitancy in our interactions that had never been there before. Neither of us talked about Sunday night. In truth, in the harsh light of day, I was nervous about openly discussing it. Sia was slightly more subdued, her beautiful eyes full of questions I couldn’t answer. I worried about how to start the discussion we now...
Saturday was wonderful. We were busy with real chores. Sia was full of bright smiles and hugs and, amazing me, accepted her chores with only minimal complaints. Occasionally she’d stop by for a chaste kiss, her lips so soft and warm. I took those moments to inhale her scent deeply and hug her rather fiercely. Just wonderful. The afternoon was taken with a slog to the supermarket, battling though snowdrifts. Sia had bribed me to drop her off at the local mall to meet up with her friends,...
A SHARP PAIN IN her ankle woke Sia with a start. She gasped. The stab of pain subsided. As it did, she became aware of her surroundings. At first, it was the smell that hit her; spicy, warm - Dad. She inhaled it deeply. He smelled different, his aroma more subdued, softer, subtler. Then, with pleasure suffusing her, she felt Dad cuddled up to her from behind, spooning her. He felt so large against her. She liked it. His arms hugged her loosely. She felt safe and cozy. A spike of excitement...
ESCORTING SIA INTO DR. ANSTONS’S office, I let them chat while the doctor examined her. Newly minted teenage girls are a mystery I’d yet to decode. I’d made a decision to let our illicit relationship develop at Sia’s speed, but I didn’t understand her speed at all. Last night, Tuesday, Sia had decided to snuggle next to me while we watched TV. We’d exchanged a few delightful kisses, those soft, loving, intimate kisses I enjoyed so much, her eyes so bright and happy. She’d been satisfied to...
Friday was busy. I was up and off to work early. Sia was still in bed when I kissed her forehead goodbye. I shook her and reminded her it was still a school day. She shifted and muttered something into the pillow. She was gone by the time I came back from work. Her sleepover at Lara’s included a Friday night movie, and other strange activities; fashion talk, boy talk, relationships, music. On the positive side (not that there was much positive without Sia being home), while eating leftovers...
She breezed in the front door at four-fifteen. “I’m home, Dad!” My heart actually reacted, beating faster. Damn, I’d missed her in the few hours she’d been gone! Sia gave me a tight, tight hug, murmuring, “I missed you.” Rising up on tiptoes, she kissed me lightly and said, “I’m gonna change.” The afternoon passed quickly. Sia followed me around as I did chores forgotten yesterday, giving me a blow-by-blow recounting of her sleepover Friday night; Robin’s date, the movie, “Brooklyn was...
Monday, one week later, didn’t go well. Sia stared daggers at me, standing in front of me as I lounged on the couch. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” she said forcefully. Perhaps I had mishandled it a bit. But, when she’d asked if we could make love tonight, I’d declined. It was my line in the sand. She didn’t seem to understand how petite she was, or how much it would hurt her - or if it was even physically possible without injury. She wasn’t swayed by my promise to have intercourse when she...
On Friday, I made a point of getting home early. Sia had promised to straighten up the house after school but I didn’t have faith. I was right. Sia, aside from a welcoming smooch, was going through her closet. Why? Who the hell knows. As I finished cleaning the bathroom, the front door bell sounded. I went towards the door. Sia breezed by me hobbling fast and had it open before I got there. Some squealing ensued. I’d only seen Alia Sanderson in passing; enough to nod to. While Jasmin and...
Morning was hectic. I woke up and immediately remembered every detail of making love to Sia. I had not one ounce of regret in me, not one. Despite my lack of control at the beginning, sex with her had been beyond anything I could have imagined. There was a mystical power to Sia’s sweetness, her innocence and youth. The love and adoration I felt weighed heavy in my chest. I also felt a morning erection. I quite liked the prospect of making love to Sia in the morning. Would she be too sore?...
On Wednesday evening, I ran into Alia in the supermarket. Smiling, I greeted her, stopping in the aisle to chat. “Philip,” she said with a smile, “What did you do to my daughter?” “Me? Nothing. Why?” I asked. Had I done something? “It seems she has a bit of a crush on you.” “A crush? On me? Why? I didn’t do anything except keep her and Sia entertained.” “I doubt it’s anything you did. But, it is quite remarkable.” “How so?” I asked. Alia smiled slightly. “It’s too long a story to go...
Life settled. I grew used to the rhythms of my daughter’s sexual desires. Work and school kept us busy during the week and an increasingly hectic agenda kept us busy on the weekends as the promise of spring was announced with milder temperatures. Sia had a zany side that amused me no end. She flourished, finding ever more confidence from her ability to arouse me and with that confidence, she started to correct my unfortunate lifestyle. My health, even though I was robustly healthy, could no...
Dusk was setting as I arrived home on Friday; daylight lasting longer, proof spring was nearing, renewal, nature waking from a long slumber. My Ford F1 pickup, the Old Sod, complained, its engine coughing and shuddering before shutting down, ominous dark smoke billowing from the tailpipe. It was as if turning the car key was only a suggestion to the contumacious truck to turn off, a suggestion it chose to ignore just to spite me. The door creaked as I slammed it shut. One of these days it was...
SIA SEEMED SUBDUED TO me on Saturday morning. Her good morning hug bordered on fierce. Even Jasmin acted strangely, hugging me in the morning and again before she rushed out to her mom waiting in their car. I knew not to press Sia, so I didn’t. Through morning shopping and lunch, she remained slightly distracted. By mid-afternoon as we watched TV together, she finally spoke; just not what I was expecting - typical of her. Sitting at the opposite end of the couch, her legs curled to the side...
That sex in the living room in mid-afternoon had a huge impact on Sia. As if she’d been held back before by uncertainty, and a lack of confidence in her ability to sexually satisfy me while having fun at the same time, she flourished. It seemed she had few inhibitions. I lost some of mine, too. I had no qualms about initiating sex with her. Sia loved sex as much as I did. She demonstrated it time and again: most times wanting soft loving, quiet climaxes, and snuggling; sometimes wanting...
The week passed quickly. Warm weather hung around, melting the last of the snow. Spring was officially here, buds popping out on trees and bushes, birds twittering, ground squirrels foraging. I’d informed Sia of my decision to gently let Alia down and she’d just dismissed me. “It’s not that easy, Dad. Trust me. You’re gonna date her.” Friday night I escorted Alia into our local version of Tex-Mex, a restaurant aptly called Tex-Mex Bar and Grill. It was large, had multiple television screens...
Saturday morning, while sipping coffee and reading the newspaper, two sleepy girls entered the kitchen, mussed and cute. Sia’s eyes brightened when she saw me, moving to hug me from behind. “You’re home,” she said. “Where else would I be?” I asked, pleasantly surprised when Jasmin hugged me. Sia hunted through the fridge, and pulled out milk and orange juice. I watched Jasmin find bowls and spoons as if she lived here. Sia pulled a box of Froot Loops out and both girls parked themselves at...
Life is never without bumps in the road. I was reminded of this when picking up Sia from her sleepover at Lara’s. Outwardly bubbly and peppering me with questions about how my date with Mrs. Sanderson had gone, trying to interrogate me for details I wouldn’t reveal, I noticed her eyes. Sia could hide nothing from me and those mismatched eyes were troubled. Knowing from experience not to press, I waited patiently for her to mull, let her thoughts ferment until she couldn’t remain silent. I...
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They say men rule the world. It’s a lie. I know for a fact that women rule. They’re sneaky, letting men rule only carefully selected aspects of life to keep us in ignorance. I know because three females conspired against me. Three females, despite my protestations, decided Sia and I should move into Alia’s house and live as a family despite Alia not wanting to get married. I objected, more than half-heartedly. I didn’t doubt my stamina, but honestly – keeping three females satisfied? It...
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Alan picked up the phone and called the front desk and told them he was checking out and asked if they could send someone up right away with the bill. He began throwing his things together almost frantically, his mind racing as he packed. “If they don’t know I’m on to them they won’t be expecting me to leave right away,” he thought. His plan was to pay cash when the bill was brought up and avoid the lobby when leaving the hotel. Then he remembered Savanna. He ran to the door, opened it...