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 Daddy Aquires Lexi Series by Smalltowndude

   Kimberly works to expand her family relations

   When you read my tales, I would like for you to be naked and masturbate,
alone or with a significant other.  My purpose is to make you cum, and cum
hard.  This chapter tells of the blind date Kim's father has with the
incomparable Cathy O'Donnell, the salon owner and BFF of Maggie Chase.

   Chapter 24:

   As Kim had to work this Saturday night, she went straight from a short
afternoon cheerleading practice to the restaurant.  Her father,
construction supervisor Douglas Adams rose from his nap a little after 6 to
get ready for his blind date with Cathy O'Donnell.

   Never having met her, he only went on the description his daughter gave
him.  He had resigned himself to the fate his daughter had set up, and was
thinking of the various scenarios of excuses he could use if the evening
didn't go well.  But he knew that he was just going to have to play it by
ear, and adapt as needed.  He also knew that Kimberly wouldn't set him up
with somebody either one of them would think would be a loser.

   After taking a shower and shaving, he chose a navy blue double breasted
sport coat with a pale yellow dress shirt.  His tie was tied in a double
Windsor knot and was of a red paisley with a yellow background, what some
would call a `sperm' design.  If this woman was as hot as Kim intimated, it
may be a bit suggestive, which he thought may be appropriate.  His pants
were of a dark gray, finished off with black dress loafers.  Brushing his
hair back, he approved of what he saw in the mirror.  "Well, if this isn't
good enough, the woman has no taste," he joked to himself.

   Meanwhile, the luscious Cathy O'Donnell was getting ready for the first
date she's had in a couple of months.  `I wonder if this guy is going to be
like the assholes I've gone out with in the past.  Jesus!  I don't think I
can put up with another one.  As a matter of fact, I KNOW I won't, she was
thinking toweling herself off after her shower.

   Her long, full bodied orangish-reddish tresses cascading down her naked
back gave her a good feeling in that she was so unique looking.  And it was
all natural.  Almost everybody in town knew who this woman was just by her
appearance.  Which was good for business.  With just a touch of green eye
shadow, her eyes became a brighter green.  She even didn't mind the
freckles going across the bridge of her nose.  They made her look younger.
Not to mention the twin, deep dimples.

   Cathy O'Donnell was just 30, having gone through a bad marriage with a
wealthy older man.  She knew that when she married him, she was merely `eye
candy' that would come in handy in his business dealings.  But the
comfortable lifestyle seemed very attractive at the time.  As much of an
overwhelming sex drive she had, she couldn't bring herself to prostitute
herself for the good of her husband's company and the `seal' she would
provide in acquiring large contracts.  To keep her husband's wishes private
that she was to use her beauty and body to finalize contracts, she got a
very healthy divorce settlement.

   She did have to admit though, that she's aged quite well so far.  Her
gravity defying 36" `D' cup breasts with the perfectly sized and shape of
her areolas with her tightly protruding nipples drove many a man wild in
her mid and latter teen years and her early 20's.  Looking at herself in a
full length mirror, she remembered how she turned men and boys on when she
was in her young and middle teens.  `Shit,' she thought, `I should have
started having sex at 11 or 12.  I can't believe I wasted all that time
waiting when I really needed to get fucked.' Thinking of Lexi Chase's
deflowering and the day she worked on making the child's saturated pussy
smooth for her daddy, she thought of what that evening was like. 
`Sometimes, I wish I could start all over.  I'd do so many things
differently.'

   Because she was only 5'5" tall, her large breasts appeared larger on
such a small frame.  And she didn't mind at all.  She loved her tits, and
especially her large and sensitive nipples.  Bringing both hands up to cup
her breasts, she pinched each nipple making it expand.  My god, it felt
good!  As much as she liked her adventures with women, and recently
discovering her need for young girls, she also knew that she needed a good
hard cock on occasion.  Indeed, the last time she was royally fucked with a
beautiful appendage was so long ago, she almost forgot who it was attached
to.  Thinking back, she remembered that the guy was good looking as hell.
But he was a fucking dud in bed.  He had little self control and came way
too soon leaving her frustrated and even more horny than when they started.
She also remembered that she had to come home and resort to BOB (her
battery operated boyfriend).  Although she came like a freight train three
times, it still wasn't quite what she needed.  She wanted to be held.  She
wanted to be kissed by a strong, sensitive, considerate man who knew how to
treat a woman, who knew about a woman's anatomy, and knew how to use his
cock.

   Feeling her perfect and underutilized pussy beginning to moisten, she
came to the conclusion that she was probably getting herself worked up for
nothing.  Beginning to get dressed, she thought she would throw caution to
the winds however, and vamp it up a bit.  She pulled up her nylon stockings
and clipped them onto a sexy garter belt.  Once her stockings were
straight, she put her beautiful legs through the leg openings of a barely
there thong.  The thin strap running between her succulent butt cheeks felt
good and she hoped that if this guy tonight was as much of a Greek god as
Kimberly said, he would be taking them off her.  To top off the `come fuck
me' ensemble, Cathy slipped a shelf bra up under her substantial breasts,
and made sure her nipples were sticking out over the top.  She loved the
way the bra pushed her breasts up and created twin mounds.  Lastly, she
slipped on the `little black dress' that Kimberly asked her if she owned.
It was snug, and hugged her curves perfectly.  It was a scoop neck and her
mounds could be noticed, but just a tasteful amount was exposed.  It came
about 3 inches above the knee.  Fluffing up her red hair, she had a couple
of long curls come down on each side of her face, which contrasted nicely
with her green eyes.

   At precisely 7:30, her doorbell rung.  Looking at the clock, and feeling
the whole evening was going to be a huge disappointment thought, `Well, at
least he's knows how to tell time.' Expecting the worst, she opened her
door to see Kimberly Adams' father, Douglas Adams standing before her
holding one yellow rose.

   `Oh my fucking god, this man was beautiful!  No.  Not beautiful. 
Gorgeous!  Good Lord, Kim was right!' Completely smitten by how good
looking this man was, she just stood in the doorway and gawked!  `My god!
This guy is built!' she noticed his broad shoulders and slim waist with his
jacket buttoned.  Her nipples began to get hard.

   Doug Adams was in complete shock at how beautiful this woman was.  A
blind date with somebody as drop dead gorgeous as this lady?  He too was
expecting the worst, and wondered, `If she's this beautiful, what`s wrong
with her?' Immediately, he noticed the small amount of tit flesh pushed up
for his viewing pleasure.  Or anybody's for that matter.  Her flowing red
hair made her look so glamorous, yet her freckles going across her nose
gave her somewhat of a child's look.  All of these thoughts took place in
just a few seconds, and he too just stood there absolutely speechless.  Her
figure was flawless!  This woman was a goddess!  His cock began to stir.

   Mentally giving himself a kick in the head, he finally had the presence
of mind to ask, "Ummmm, Cathy O'Donnell I presume?" holding out the rose to
give her.

   Finally coming out of her stupor, Cathy could feel the beginnings of her
pussy getting damp.  Feeling embarrassed, "Oh, yes.  Yes, I am," she
admitted, feeling a bit intimidated by this hunky man.

   "Oh, thank you very much," she quietly said taking the rose.  `At least
the guy has taste,' she had to admit to herself.  Opening the door wider,
she invited him in so she could get a small short jacket that coordinated
with her little black dress.

   Picking it up from the couch, Doug helped her put it on while she held
her luxurious locks out of the way, then held the door for her for them to
leave.  `Jesus, he has some manners too.  I wonder what's wrong with this
guy?' she wondered.

   Having had his car washed on the way over, he opened the passenger door
for her.  He would have taken her hand to help her settle in, but he
thought it was too soon to be touching her.  Even though he knew he wanted
to touch her.  All over.  In places you can't see.  And he wanted to touch
her with his tongue.  Walking to the driver's door, he wondered if she
squirted when she came.  `Jesus, what am I thinking?  What makes me think
that this hot woman would go to bed with me?'

   After fastening his seat belt, he noticed that she had buckled hers too.
Pulling out of the parking space, he headed for the restaurant which was a
half hour away.

   Not knowing what to say, Figuring that men liked to talk about their
cars, Cathy looked around and told Doug, "Nice car.  Is it new?"

   Having an idea that it was a line to break the ice, Doug responded, "No,
it's a couple of years old, but I take care of it." Wanting to continue the
conversation, "My daughter Kimberly has told me a lot about you.  She
thinks very highly of you, which is obvious."

   "Why is it obvious?" asked Cathy.

   "Well, to be honest, I wasn't really too crazy about going on a blind
date," Doug replied smiling.  "I told her that I haven't done this since
high school, but it seems I shouldn't have been very concerned."

   Taking the compliment, Cathy started in, "As long as we're being honest,
I wasn't too crazy about it either.  And I told her the exact same thing.
As a matter of fact, she told me that you told her that too.  But after Kim
gushed about what an incredible guy you are, I had to find out for myself."
Then thinking to herself what she said, `Was gushed the proper term?  I've
discovered she has a tendency to do that.' She had to smile.

   Doug made it a mental note that when talking to this devastatingly
beautiful redhead, to look her in the eyes, and not at her incredible
chest. He didn't want to come off as a horny perv.  `I do want to make a
good impression on this lady.' But then, he remembered that Kim told Cathy
all about their intimacy.  So she knew more about him than he did her.

   For the rest of the trip, the two made `small talk' about their
businesses and some of the trials and tribulations of being self-employed.
Doug then brought up that he was in the process of building a new house,
swimming pool, and guest house for David Chase and his family.

   "I just met his family a couple of weeks ago.  His wife and daughter are
quite beautiful.  I believe you've met Lexi, their daughter, haven't you?"
This he gleaned from the snippets of information Kimberly told him along
with the fact that Cathy O'Donnell prepared her lovely pussy for the
consummation of the changes of their family life.  Glancing over at her, he
wanted to see Cathy's reaction, and to see if he hit a nerve.

   Remembering her afternoon with Lexi and Kimberly and how they engaged in
a heavy session of Sapphic love, Cathy felt herself get wet, and her face
turn a bright shade of red.  "Well, yes I believe I have met her." Cathy
acknowledged, reminiscing and mentally reliving the time she had her legs
spread and Lexi was feasting on her soaked slit.  Not to mention the fact
that she had realized a long-held dream and fantasy for a young girl to
lick and suck her to orgasm, and cumming in the mouth of a beautiful child
(see Chap.  16).

   Seeing her turn red, Doug had a good idea as to how well Cathy O'Donnell
knew Lexi, but he would find out later.  Then, the thought came to him as
to whether his Kimberly and Cathy had been intimate.  He figured that if
the stunning redhead was making it with Lexi, Kim would somehow be
involved. Especially since Cathy prepared her pussy for him.

   Arriving at the restaurant, Doug pulled up to the front door where a
valet met them and opened the door for Cathy.  Slipping out with grace, the
kid was thunderstruck with the unique beauty of this woman.  Closing the
door, he followed her around to the driver's side, with his gaze on her
curvaceous ass in the figure hugging dress.

   Holding out his arm, Cathy put hers through, and Doug threw the keys to
the horny valet.  Walking into the fine establishment, Doug told the
maitre`d that he had a reservation for a quiet and secluded table, which
peaked Cathy's interest.

   Why would he reserve such a table?  Holding his arm, feeling his bicep,
she looked up at him.  She was impressed with his take charge attitude. 
`My god, this man has certainly impressed me so far.  I wonder if this
could be the beginning to be an interesting evening.'

   Finally getting to their table, Doug helped take off her jacket and
draped it over her chair.  Holding it out for her, Cathy was surprised at
the old-world demonstration of manners.  Smoothing her dress, she bent over
slightly to take her seat.  Doug couldn't help but take the opportunity to
glance down the top of her dress.  He could discern a hard nipple.  He also
thought that it would be hard all night given the fact that it would be
rubbing against her dress.  But on top of that, he was a bit surprised that
she would dress so provocatively.  A shelf bra?  Was she expecting anything
to happen later?

   Taking a seat next to her rather than across from her, he felt they
could get close if they were to discuss anything that should be discrete.
He had a few questions.

   When the waiter came in and handed them menus, they gave him their drink
order.

   When he left, Doug started the conversation.  Looking in her riveting
green eyes "Ummm, Cathy, could I ask you a question or two?"

   Knowing it was just going to be a matter of time before it came to this,
she lowered her gaze to the table, and nodded.

   Doug thought it was adorable that she assumed the role of a chastised
child.  But he pressed on.

   "First of all, I don't want you to take offense and I'm not accusing you
of anything, and god knows I'm not going to judge you, but I have to ask:
Just how well do you know my daughter?"

   Cathy's head was swimming.  Should she be honest?  If he doesn't know
the truth, Kim would probably tell him if she hasn't already.  Besides, if
this could possibly work for the two of them, she wasn't going to get it
started with a lie.

   Raising her head to look into Doug's eyes, she had a look of contrition
and wondered if this was going to ruin any possibilities for the future. 
She was really getting impressed with this guy.  He seemed different from
the rest.

   Honesty prevailed.  "Ummmm, almost as well as you do." she whispered.

   This told Doug she knew about his and his daughter's `family life.'
"Have you two been ummm, intimate?" he quietly asked.  Not knowing her
fortitude, he kept his voice calm as he didn't want to upset her.

   "I have to admit that when she came to my salon for what I call the
`Ultimate Treatment,' for you, I couldn't help myself," Cathy admitted. 
She decided that she wasn't going to reveal that Lexi Chase was a third
party.  It was important to her that he didn't think she was a slut.

   Quietly, she explained, "I prepped her the best way I knew how, and
Kimberly was really getting worked up.  I had to do something for her.  She
wasn't going to last till after your dinner." She almost said that `she
wasn't going to last until you fucked her.'

   `She had to do something for her?' Appearing as cool as he could, Doug
was turning somersaults inside.  My god!  If he could get a family that was
as uninhibited as the Chase family, he and (he thought) Kimberly would be
the happiest people on the planet!  And if this gorgeous woman was part of
it, all the better!  But, he really had to get to know her better.

   After her explanation, Cathy lowered her head and resumed her look at
the table.  Doug noticed tears starting to form.

   Reaching out next to him and delicately raising her chin so she could
look at him, and getting lost in her lovely green eyes, Doug gently assured
the stunning redhead "Cathy, rest assured that even with your `Ultimate
Treatment,' which I have no idea what that is, I couldn't be happier with
how you prepared Kimberly for me," he admitted, seemingly spilling his guts
to her.

   But in his wording, he also informed her that he was in charge of the
domestic situation at home.

   Still holding her chin up, her tears of embarrassment turned to tears of
happiness.  Grasping hold of the wrist under her chin, she told him, "Doug,
you have no idea how glad I am that you're alright with what happened."

   Releasing her chin, and taking hold of the hand holding his arm, he
lowered it to the table and kept holding it.  Softly caressing it, they
looked at each other for the longest time without speaking a word.  She
brought her free hand to rest on the top of his.  "What are you thinking?"
Doug finally asked.

   The waiter came to their table and took their order and left.

   "May I be honest?" she softly asked.

   "I think we both have been for the entire night.  I'm sure you have a
few questions," he replied.

   "Okay.  Here goes.  I arrived to the conclusion by the conversation Kim
and I had that you and she have become ummmm, lovers," she quietly noted
looking back down.  "Is that true?  For some reason, I'd like to hear it
from you."

   Reaching under her chin again, "And what would you think if that were
true?" Doug quietly and calmly asked.

   Again, looking at him with tears, "I think that is the ultimate love
between a father and a daughter.  You both are very lucky to be able to
demonstrate your love for each other so completely."

   Relieved, "I have to agree.  We have gotten so much closer over the last
couple of weeks, even closer than we were before," Doug admitted with his
eyes beginning to moisten.

   "I'm a bit confused.  If you two love each other so much, why would Kim
want to fix us up for a date?" Cathy asked taking hold of his hand.  "What
if we hit it off?  What if we want to see each other again?" she asked,
clearly indicating that she didn't want this date to be a onetime thing.

   Thinking his response carefully, Doug explained, "From what I can tell,
when Kim goes off to college in a couple of years, she didn't want me to be
alone.  She thought I needed a beautiful, desirable woman in my life, and
she picked you," he responded, smiling broadly.

   Seeing such a big smile coming from him, and taking note of the
beginnings of sexy crow's feet by his eyes, she couldn't help but smile too
and asked, "And what do you think of her choice?"

   With all four hands grasping each other's, he just had to ask, "May I be
honest?"

   Getting lost in his brown eyes, Cathy merely nodded.

   "At the risk of scaring you, I think she made an incredibly intelligent
choice, and I'll be sure and thank her," he smiled.  "May I ask what you
think of her idea of setting us up?"

   Lightly caressing his hand, "I have to admit that the idea was
positively brilliant.  I'll have to thank her too."

   Their order arrived, and releasing each other's hands, they began to
eat. Slowly.  Neither one of them wanted this night to end.  Still getting
to know each other, he asked about her life growing up.  Why wasn't a
stunning woman like her married or at least taken?

   Smiling at the compliment, she explained that her father left her and
her mother when she was a very young girl.  Her mother scraped and clawed
for a subsistence existence for the both of them, and Cathy swore that she
wasn't going to live like that.  Her mother never remarried.  She told Doug
that she married a much older man, but it didn't work out.  He noticed that
she didn't elaborate, and didn't press it.  "Since my divorce, the men I've
met have been absolute jerks." She was tempted to use the term `assholes,'
but thought better of it.  "Until now, that is," she added.  Then she
wanted to hear his story.

   Noticing the compliment, Doug smiled then told her that his wife walked
out of the house one day, and never returned.  That was six years ago, and
he had no idea where she went.  He didn't even know if she was still alive.
It's been Kimberly and him ever since.

   Laying her utensils down and taking his free hand in both of hers, "You
two have no idea how lucky you are to have each other," Cathy quietly said.
Doug could hear the loneliness and sadness in her voice.  `That's probably
why her business is so successful,' he surmised.  `All she does is work.  I
can't blame her for going above and beyond for her customers.' Thinking of
how she `serviced' his daughter, she must have a phenomenal repeat business
and customer loyalty.  He smiled.

   Noticing, she had to ask, "What are you smiling about?"

   Not wanting her to think he was a pervert for thinking what he was, he
merely told her, "I'm glad you agreed to go out with me."

   "So am I."

   Finishing their meal, they had an after dinner drink.

   "May I ask, what is the `Ultimate Treatment?'"

   Turning a bright red, Cathy looked down at the table again.  Once more,
Doug brought her chin up so he could look into her beautiful green eyes. 
Looking into his, she practically swooned.  Jesus!  What was happening to
her?  Her nipples were getting hard, and her pussy was getting moist again.
She noticed him glancing down and noticing.  Looking back up, his eyes and
demeanor said nothing.  He was quite the gentleman.

   "Well, apparently, Kimberly learned of my `Ultimate Treatment' from Lexi
Chase when I prepared her for her `deflowering.' The `Ultimate Treatment'
is when the lady comes in and wants to prepare herself to give her man
something special.  This is when ummmm, all of the hair below the waist is
removed.  As you could imagine, the girls went to a lot of trouble for the
men they love.  Did you appreciate what Kim did for you?"

   "Of course I did.  She looked breathtakingly beautiful and sexy.  You
did a wonderful job on her," he thought it would be prudent to compliment
Cathy.  He wondered if there were many positive influences in her life.

   Leaning closer, Doug took Cathy's hand in his.  She was looking at him
now with interest, and he thought, need.

   Bringing her hand to his lips, he softly kissed it, sending a jolt
throughout her body.  `Good god!  I'm behaving like a schoolgirl on my
first date.  This guy is different.  I could like him.  A lot.  I wonder
what grotesque habits he has that will ruin everything?  He doesn't drink
to excess, he doesn't smoke that I can tell.  But you can't say that
fucking his daughter is normal.  I can only hope that's the only thing that
makes him different.'

   He signaled the waiter to bring the bill and gave him a credit card. 
Putting a tip on it and signing it, he asked, "Should we go?"

   "Of course." He thought it odd that she didn't ask `where?'

   Helping her on with her jacket, Doug wanted to put his arms around this
incredible woman and just hold her.  She helped by lifting her luxurious
growth out of the way.  God!  She even smelled intoxicating!  She turned to
him and looked up into his eyes.  Glancing at her slightly parted full
lips, he not only wanted to kiss her, he felt he NEEDED to!  But not in a
crowded restaurant.

   Holding his arm out, she put hers through his like they came in. 
Waiting for the valet to bring the car around, he put his hand over hers,
wanting to give her the idea that he really liked her and wanted to touch
her.  Walking to the passenger side of the car, the valet opened the door
for her, and appreciated the leg she showed getting in.

   Giving the valet a few bucks, Doug got in and started to drive toward
the city's large, lakeside beach.  When they got there, it was dark.  The
moon was occasionally peeking out from behind fluffy clouds.  Getting out
and opening the passenger door, he helped her out and like the valet,
appreciated the amount of leg and thigh showing.  She noticed.  She liked
showing him and she liked him looking.

   Walking along the sand, Doug put his arm around her waist and held her
close.  To signal that this was more than okay, she put her arm around his
waist.  Quietly walking, Doug was seriously considering what to say.

   "Cathy, tonight has been incredible for me.  I really enjoyed myself,
and I like being with you.  Do you think we can do this again?" Stopping
and turning her toward him, he delicately brought his mouth down on hers.

   She parted her full lips to allow his tongue entry.  And he did the
same. The physical reaction of both to each other was profound.  With their
lips together, they pressed their bodies tightly against the other.  Her
nipples were their hardest.  Her pussy was getting more than moist.  She
could feel his cock harden.

   Parting their heads after their first kiss, they looked at each other in
the moonlight.  He brought his hand up to softly stroke her porcelain like
cheek.  She put his hand in hers and brought it to her mouth where she
kissed it and again, rubbed it against her cheek.  Looking up at him, she
couldn't believe what was happening to her.  This had never happened
before. "Yes, I hope we can do this again," she whispered.

   Trying to see into her soul, Doug could detect a look in her eyes of
want.  Of need.  He didn't want her to feel lonely any more.  He wanted to
make everything right in her world for her.  Bringing his face back down to
hers, she wrapped her arms around his neck lifting her lips to his. 
Crushing each other with their hold, they hungrily kissed and explored each
other's mouths.

   Separating, Doug looked down into Cathy's eyes, and with her looking up
at him, had tears in her eyes.  He knew.  He felt the same way.  Tears came
to his eyes too, and she was amazed.  `A man who isn't afraid to show
emotion!' She pulled him down to her again for another kiss.

   The feelings were so intense, after their kiss, she held him tight with
her arms around his neck, with her head pressed against his chest.  He
could feel her sobbing.  He knew.  He knew what she was feeling.  He rested
his head on hers and with tears in his eyes, held her tight.

   Looking at each other in awe, they knew what the other was feeling. 
`God, maybe I won't be lonely anymore.  Maybe, just maybe I found the man
I've always dreamed of.  I'm falling for him, and he's barely touched me!
How can this be happening?  But I know he feels the same way.'

   Looking at each other with their tears, they started walking back to the
car with their arms wrapped around each other.  It wasn't easy, but they
didn't want to let the other go.  Opening the passenger door for her, Cathy
exhibited more leg and thigh for Doug.  So much so that he noticed the
garters, and the tops of her stockings.  He knew that she knew what she was
doing.  He couldn't believe that this heavenly goddess would end up in bed
with him, much less fall in love with him!  If that was the case, he was
going to make sure that she was thoroughly and hopelessly in love with him
before the night was over.

   He couldn't help wonder what his daughter was going to say when he
called her to let her know that he wasn't going to be home tonight.  She
couldn't say much.  This whole evening was her fault, and he was glad that
she made him go.