Episode 24: Jester Sighs

Schaumburg, Illinois! Suburb of Chicago!

“MEDIEVAL TIMES, DADDY! This is so cool. Look at all the costumes.”

Lonnie Turner wasn’t as entertained as his daughter who herself wore a costume that he called one big set of scarves made into a dress. How she found time to put it together amazed him even more. Of course, having help from her burly tailor Joshy didn’t hurt. What he didn’t know was that she had gone behind Joshy and had snipped threads with a devious intent. A secret mission that only her date Todd knew about. Paige Turner certainly knew how to keep her Tender dates interested.

With graduation coming up Lonnie knew that she should be focusing on that, but no, she would rather whore it up and tease guys than concentrate on what was important. Of course, her being on the Honor Roll gave her lead way into doing as she pleased, smart girl with no objectives once school was out. College might not be in her future. Grimacing at his own concerns on the subject he knew he wasn’t helping by instigating his own sick perversions upon her active sex life.

Paige Marie earning over five grand from Dr. Frank Martinbaum had given him too many ideas on how to make more moolah. Yet, for every bit of greed came an equal amount of conscience. He felt like her pimp. Maybe he was. She didn’t seem to mind. With heavy thoughts he decided reality was the here and now.

“They actually have guys on horses here. Who wants to eat dinner smelling manure.”

He caught a brief disturbing whiff. Even if the horses did wear butt bags to capture their droppings, it was not real appetizing. Looking around at the visiting tribes of people dining, he discovered they didn’t seem to object to the stench.

“Get over it, Daddy. The point is this is what life would have been like in those days. I wonder where, Sir Todd is. I’m kind of nervous to meet him. I shouldn’t be.” She giggled with a newfound confidence. “My shyness is pretty much gone unless I fake it.”

“Says the girl who just stripped naked on a city bus and got body painted by 20 guys.” He rolled his eyes, body paint being a mass transit bukkake. “You just keep doing that. Acting shy and awkward can be a turn on.”

“I know. Trust me, I know.” She smirked and hugged his arm. “You had fun, don’t deny it.” She lifted up on her toes and intentionally exhaled in his face, “Does my breath smell like Daddy cum?”

“Stop that!” He waved a hand between them to alter the path of scent. “Yes you do. Before you meet Todd, you need a breath mint. Did they wear the kind of clothes you’re in? You look like one big hanky.”

“I worked hard on my dress. I call it Peasant Pretty.” She twisted in step modelling her atrocious looking dress. “Todd said he wanted to see me in something like this.”

“Good thing you doubled up the material over your private parts. The rest of you is see through, even with your white ass skin.”

“If you hadn’t spent money on a corset, it might have looked worse.”

“All I do is buy you clothes. Do you think that five grand is going to last long?”

“I earned that money.”

“I’m aware of that. You do realize I’ve funded every dime I made on you for 18 years, right? Therefore, I wouldn’t get too lippy.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry, Daddy. It’s just nice knowing I can make money like that. Can I keep some of the next money I get from Mister Frank?”

“If there is a next time. I’m not sure how I feel about you hookering yourself out. Is hookering a word?” Nope!

“You said I could visit him more. He believes we’re doing it a lot more. he’s even making me a special playroom that I designed. It’s my body, Daddy. I don’t mind letting him use it as long as I’m treated nice.”

“Special room? I’m just now hearing about the Stalker Suite. Maybe you should just call it for what it is. Escort service career!”

“I can do that.” She giggled nibbling a fingernail slyly. “Except I want to actually date other guys not just get paid by them.”

Frowning at the whole argument Lonnie growled over a losing battle. “Text Todd. Let’s meet your career Larper.”

“K.” She dug inside her clutch purse for her cellphone then sent Sir Todd a text. Luckily, they had lockers to stash their duffle of clothes. Keeping out only her necessities of perfume, makeup, and cell.

“I’m here sexy Sir Todd.” She typed!

Looking around the arena of galloping horses in colorful trappings, less ornate riders holding large flags circled the area, giving Lonnie plenty of options in case Todd was among them. It was a safe bet that he wouldn’t have his cell in his armor. Of course, he could be wrong. He did spot a knight checking his cell while parading the sand filled arena. Nope! It wasn’t a cell after all. Go figure it was an iPod, the man doing a drum solo to mock the boredom.

Her cell rang instead of getting a text as a waitress led them to a table right on the wall of the arena. After telling the waitress they had reservations under Todd Falkner she smiled and confirmed his arrangement which resulted in the ideal seating.

Falling behind them while answering her cell she danced in step. Tables of Camelot’s dining denizens eyed her ballerina moment, almost wanting to laugh at her attire. A young boy even asked his father if she was a Jester. Shielding the boy with his own bulkiness he told the lad no. She was a stable girl. Well, unstable by the looks of her. Not that the boy’s father wasn’t getting hard over the petite redhead.

“Hiiiiiii! Where are you?” Paige listened, then looked out over the arena toward the massive gates leading into the circle of sand. There were battle knights prepared to make an entrance. He was one of them. He sat holding his helmet in order to make his call. Waving to each other she rushed to her table, where Lonnie had already taken a seat.

“There he is Daddy. See?” She pointed toward Todd, Lon twisting in his seat to look behind him. He waved back at Todd to be courteous. Todd was a large man of 25 with short brown hair and dashing good looks. “You look handsome in your armor, Todd.” She couldn’t stop dancing. Her tits jiggling about for him to notice. He was hardly the only one catching onto her temptation’s freedom. His fellow soldiers were spying on his attention getter.

“Can you see my fellow Knights checking you out?” Todd chuckled! Oddly enough at Todd’s nod his fellow horseback riders all pointed swords at her. Two of them did the dirty and posed their swords right over their laps and stroked the blades.

Lonnie realized what they were doing and creased his brow in thought. “Yeah! They all want a one knight stand with my rags to riches kid. Better have some mighty hefty change purses under those hilts.” That was a given!

“Yesssss! Should I behave?” She ignored the waitress admiring her makeshift gown. It was hardly Medieval looking, save for her girdle. Their waitress considered what Paige to be wearing as rather trashy looking. The redhead was gorgeous though, in a kidlike sort of way. Pointing out the fact there was no traditional menu she waved a servant boy over to offer them chalices of mead. It was sweet tea.

“Are you kidding me?” Todd wagged a gauntlet in her direction with a vengeful swagger. “Don’t you dare. In a few minutes they’re going to sound a trumpet. We knight’s ride by and claim handkerchiefs from the maidens in the crowd. Did you design your dress how I asked?”

“Yes. You can’t tell it even up close, but I made alterations just for you.”

The waitress was unimpressed, lingering while Lonnie let Paige ramble. Meg Delancey questioned what the redhead had meant by alterations. Her outfit was nearly transparent as it was. How did she even get in the door? Was nobody even observing this skank? Shrugging, the tall, skinny, yet shapely waitress took her leave.

“Oh, man! Megan looks pissed off.” Todd exhaled laughing!

“Who is Megan?” Paige pouted as if jilted rather than hilted!

“Relax! Your waitress is my ex-girlfriend. By now she knows who you’re talking to.”

“We did mention your name on the reservations.”

“No brainer then! She presumed correctly that you’re my date.”

“I don’t think she likes my dress; she’s giving me the evil meanie eye.”

“God, I love that voice. You might just melt my chainmail on the ride by.”

“I’ll make your ride by memorable.”

“Make all the Knight’s ride by just as memorable.”

“All? Looks like a lot. Lance A lot even!”

“Twenty! We’re supposed to symbolize an army.”

“I might not have enough alterations for twenty knights.”

“Improvise Milady.”

Hearing his zest for life she nodded with a bashful grin. “Yes, Sire”

“I like that. Sire Todd has a ring to it.” The bugle echoing over the PA system had every ear perked up. “There’s our cue. Gotta go! Make Sire Todd proud.” He ended their conversation abruptly. Seconds later as they prepared themselves with last moment once overs of their garb, a royalty trumpet rallied the attention of the Kingdom.

Her cell now rested on the table by her purse she clapped excitedly. Lonnie found himself amused by her giddiness. “Sire Todd? Isn’t it just, Sir Todd? You don’t want the King over there getting wind that he’s out to steal the keys to the Kingdom, do you? Sir Todd might not be as handsome without his head. Either of them.”

“Be nice, Daddy.” She beguiled him with her stare. His daughter was laughing inside, it not hard to tell. “Their ride is starting.” She pointed directing her father’s attention away from her. As she stepped to the wall facing the arena, she discovered the waitress Megan standing next to her.

“Make that dress yourself?” Megan sneered!

“Yes. I need more mead.” Paige spills her tea over the side of the arena staining the sand. Handing Megan the chalice, the waitress winced bitterly. Stepping aside Megan raced away to find a tankard of fresh tea before her superiors found her slacking. Paige felt pride in herself for that move. As the riders circled the theater, they stretched out gathering cloth after cloth from many a young lady. Okay, even old ladies chimed in for a good chuckle. It was all in great fun.

Nearing Paige she eyed her father, who seemed more interested in other things. As he looked away Paige reached between her thighs and lightly tugged at tufts of sheer material. With minor threading in certain areas cloth came apart quickly. With each knight in passing, she handed off a portion of her dress. Todd being the seventh rider in line got closer. His visor lifted the cad reached out toward Lonnie for a fist bump of fist to gauntlet.

“Nice to meet you, Sir. I’m Todd.” Lonnie seemed impressed bumping fists. In passing him Lonnie looked now toward his daughter’s reaction. noting large amounts of material in her hand his eyes bulged. The merest of thoughts led to a mental, “Oh, shit!”

“Thank thee, Fairest Paige.” Todd received his handkerchief of sorts. Ignoring Megan, the waitress had returned holding out her own ... G-string thong. Todd smirked and claimed it only to toss it over his back. The Knight behind him captured it and held it to his visor. Having a fit knowing the other Knight was a weaselly nerd named Edgar, she stomped her foot. Paige after handing Edgar his own tuft of her dress, passed one toward Megan.

“Blow your nose?” She mumbles shyly!

“Fuck you...” She wanted to call Paige a bitch, but her job might be on the line should she be reported. It was then that Megan faked spilling her new drink all over Paige’s front. As the material grew moist over her tits, flesh became visible. Nipples spiking high for other Knights to see. Refusing to cover up Paige continued removing and passing tufts to the remainder of the twenty Knights. Awestruck, Megan looked out toward Todd who pointed at her threateningly. Tantrum ensuing, Megan took her leave.

“Dress is getting a little thin there.” Lonnie scowled toward his kid.

Paige sulked taking her seat now that the tufts were all gone. “I hope we don’t get kicked out.”

Once seated Lonnie dropped his napkin in favor of looking under the table. Sure enough, bare pussy with a thin arrow of fire pointing down at it. Her legs tightened up knowing he was checking her out. Eyes closed as he rose up Lonnie groaned. “Are you crazy?”

“Maybe.” She shrugged with her left cheek on her shoulder. Mesmerizing she was!

Finding a new fleshy tone across her chest due to the tea Paige slyly parted her slim attire to reveal both of her beasts and bright pink nipples to her father. In a panic Lonnie tossed his cloth napkin at her. She used it to dry at her titties. Hopeless at the moment she merely folded her arms over her bare chest and hoped nobody turned her in to security.

“How are you planning on walking out of here with your body out in plain view?”

“I just need to make it to the restroom. I can change back into my micro mini skirt.”

“Wow! And I was hoping to get a picture of you with Sir ... Sire Todd.”

“Good idea!” She danced her shoulders from side to side.

Food coming to their table, a platter was sat in front of each of them. The waitress Megan no longer in the picture, a new waiter delivered their meal. This waiter dressed as a gaudy looking Jester. One that took immediate interest in Paige. Leaning next to her she giggled, reaching her fingers up to jingle tiny bells attached to his Jester cap. The guy laughed at her, then glanced down at her exposed cleavage. She had uncovered her breast giving him a longer than expected sneak peek. Eyes bulging wide he was tempted to flick her own tiny little bell. More of a doorbelle but still.

“Oh my!” He huffed over her nipple then faced Lonnie who played dumb to his notice. Regardless the boy turned blood red in the face.