Date With Dad
Copyright© 2025 by Lemon Fizz
Chapter 1
As Elaine Ascot picked up the envelope from the doormat she recognise her father’s handwriting. It was a birthday card he’d airmailed her from England.
As she opened it, she realised it was a year or more since she’d seen him.
The front of the card showed a snazzy sexy dolly-girl holding a champagne glass aloft while a saucy mongrel doggy stood against her thigh eagerly trying to reach it.
The connotation was easily read; she was the ‘dolly girl’ and Dan was the saucy mongrel.
It neatly conveyed their relationship: even though she was now 30 and Dan 52.
Inside he’d pasted a small snap of himself. His confident gaze seemed to declare; ‘ Hey, I’m still a handsome devil; even with this steely-grey hair!’ Along with the birthday greeting was a message that he would ‘phone on her birthday with an important proposition?
Something had stirred the scoundrel she mused, why did he suddenly need to sweet-talk her? He’d always wanted her doing things for him.
Memories of being alone with him sent a tiny buzz through her cunt.
In the past: On her 14th birthday Dan had taken Elaine shopping in town.
Together they chose her a new fashion dress along with her first pair of high heels and some make-up.
She was thrilled at the prospect of getting home and trying it all out!
Her mother didn’t usually get home till later from the office, so Elaine would have time to get all ready by the time Margot came in.
Dan left her upstairs to enjoy experimenting with all her new stuff while he watched sport on TV downstairs.
In her bedroom Elaine was now finished getting everything as she wanted but felt tense at the prospect of presenting her new outfit to both her parents for the very first time.
So she looked one more time at herself in the mirror before going down stairs and drew in a breath before entering the living-room.
Dan turned from the TV, his eyes widened in surprise and pleasure and he stood up to face her!
“Jeez! that dress looks truly wonderful on you pet! ... and you in your high heels too!”
“But do you like the way I look Dad?”
Dan came and put his hand gently on her cheek, “Look when mum’s not here I’m Dan.” He kissed her softly on the lips. “You look truly gorgeous; Ok?”
“Thank you ... Dan.”