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Cassy gave out a mewl that signaled her innate lust and need when he brought his lips onto hers, violating it with his tongue that brought weakness into her knees and breathlessness. Upon moving over to the couch that she motioned earlier and laying on her back, Cassy couldn't protest before her extremely sensitive post-orgasm clit was assaulted by his talented tongue.

"Wait, I'm still---!" Was all the young woman could blurt before he sheathed his entire nine-inched cock back into her wet hole, eliciting a hiss of pleasure from her. His arms gripped weakly by her small hands once he started to move his hips again. Cassy was being fucked against the window and couch, open for the world to watch. The only solace being that his office is high up, and the windows were polarized from the outside to give shade and privacy. It still didn't take away the fact that it would seem as if Cassy was fucked by the world, getting her insides pounded by it!

Her legs instinctively wrapped around his thrusting hips, goading him on to breed the young woman under him with her bust jiggling with every thrust he makes. By now, Cassy's mind would've turn to a sea of mush after getting assaulted with immense pleasure for a period of time; Thus her innate slut was rearing it's head, making her moan without a care if she was supposed to be in an 'Interview' just half an hour ago.

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Jason could tell that while money was a driving factor in all of this, that Cassy was genuinely enjoying herself as he fucked her against that couch, the young beauty wrapping her legs around him and pulling his body closer to hers as he fucked her from the front. Watching her eyes dim with pleasure only increased his own.

As her bust jiggled against his chest he drove himself harder, faster inside of her, feeling her perked nipples digging into his flesh as he leaned in and passionately kissed her. This was all so intense, and even if he had essentially paid her $30,000 to fuck the sex still felt more genuine than anything he'd had in years.

"That's it, Cassy. Let it all out. Let me know how much you love being my new Secretary. Maybe after this I can take you shopping for work outfits." He said, eager to doll her up as he pleased.

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The only response that Cassy had given was her continuous moans of pleasure into their passionate kiss. His cock was effectively scraping her previously virgin walls, stretching it to better mold his shape as his very own cum dump and bumping against her cum-laden womb. As if her body had been trained previously to orgasm on command, it began to tremble and shiver. The waves of orgasm shot through her body like a storm, causing Cassy to groan in pleasure, her legs wrapped around his hips even tighter sub-consciously to keep him in a good position to breed her.

His young secretary would appear to be an image of bliss mixed with intense pleasure, all caused from the connection at their nether regions. Her flat stomach bearing the faint outline of his cock inside of her, alongside a small bloated spot just below her belly button.

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It was clear that Cassy was reeling with pleasure as he filled her with his cock over and over again, unable to speak, only able to moan as her body made it clear that she was in a state of bliss. As she came once more he felt her legs squeezing him, holding him tight to her body, instinctively wanting him to breed her.

He wasn't sure if she was on the pill or anything of the like, but he really didn't care. As her walls clamped down he thrust harder and forced himself to yet another orgasm, groaning loudly and looking at both her and the city skyline as he pumped her womb full of his virile seed, her stomach bulging even more as he filled her with his hot cum.

"So the... secretary... I hope you're ready to open your schedule up to me. I'm going to need you for some late nights, weekend calls, and of course business travel." He said as he began to clean himself up, ready for the weekend.

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Cassy dutifully knelt before her boss when he withdrew from her, using her mouth to clean up his slowly deflating but still oversized cock from her juices and his cum. Making sure that his cock and balls would have been cleaned thoroughly with her tongue and spit before he buckled his pants up.

With an unstable gait and balance, Cassy nodded to show her understanding his suggestions and orders for the coming weekend calls while she dressed herself back up to a somewhat presentable state. Despite her best, her hair looked disheveled and cum trickled down her thighs and onto her stocking since she'd misplaced her panties somewhere when he pounded her over his table and the couch.

"Yes Mr. Williams. You have my number there on my resume and I'll put you as top priority." The young woman pocketed the check for $30,000 in her purse, turning around and smiling at her new boss. "If there is nothing else, I'll be going now sir." Cassy gave a small bow before turning around to exit his office.

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"I'll be reaching out to you sometime tomorrow afternoon. Be ready, Cassy." Jason told her before giving her ass one last smack goodbye before she left him to his own.

That evening he went back to his downtown penthouse, drank some whiskey, watched a basketball game. Really just unwound and for the first time in ages breathed. Cassy had done that. She had calmed him to the point he was able to just relax.

He slept better than he had in ages that night and woke up feeling like a new man. He would text her a little before noon with details for the day. "We need to go shopping for your proper attire. Meet me at the fashion mall just after two day. As always, dress to impress." He would instruct her, eager to doll her up to his liking.

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On the day itself as requested by her new boss, Cassy waited for him at the entrance of the recently opened high-end mall for fashion and business design that also had a mix of SoHo units above it. Checking her watch, she had arrived early and dressed as well as she could with her limited wardrobe. Even with the check of $30,000 given to her, she had used most of it for her parents and her debt. Cassy wore a strapless blue one-piece dress that latched tightly around her breasts and ended a couple of inches below where her slit would be.

As per request, she had worn the laciest g-string underneath and her heels; She didn't have a bra fit for the strapless dress she wore, so her nipples could be seen poking through just slightly.

Cassy fidgeted as she waited for him, anxiety building and fluttering inside from all the glances and leers she was getting from her outfit. She felt like a high-class escort waiting for her client out in broad daylight.

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Jason had been eager to see what Cassy would put on for him that day, knowing that she would be shopping with her new boss who she had just given her virginity away to. When he walked up to the entrance of the luxury mall he smiled as he saw her in a strapless blue dress that accentuated her curves and left little to the imagination.

"I love the look, Cassy. Very nice." He said as he greeted her by placing his hands on her hips before leaning in for a soft, sensual kiss, not afraid to show off in public before taking her arm and leading her into the mall.

"I know your... financial positioning is t the best yet. So all of this is on me. Your salary is truly yours to do whatever with. Your outfits... are a company expense. Now come, let me see what your style is like when money isn't a thing." He said as he led her through the halls, luxury shops like Gucci, Louis Vuitton, and Dolce & Gabbana lining the halls.

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Cassy's eyes lit up in appreciative wonder upon Jason's offer to purchase any clothing she desires today at the mall chock-full of luxury brands. Growing up scrounging for every little penny, she mainly worn hand-me downs at thrift stores or hand-outs by charitable organizations. The seductive dress she put on today cost her $120 dollars second hand three years ago, one that still pains her heart when she wears it out.

"Really? Thank you very much Mr. Williams!" She gushed happily, throwing her professionalism away momentarily by hugging his arms into her bosom while he led her through the halls.

They made a first stop at a Hermes store, each item displayed meticulously. Despite the promise of all expense paid, Cassy could be seen obviously wincing slightly when each clothing item had a tag for $700 a piece to $1,600. She steered clear away from a rather nice fitting pocket mini-dress, choosing a cheaper but still nicely fitted cropped pants and sweater.

"Would this be okay Mr. Williams?" Cassy asked again, still unsure of how she'd handle the power of money. The nearby dresser clerk showing mild disdain at someone choosing price at a Hermes store.

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Jason was glad to be seen walking through the halls of luxury shops with Cassy on his arm, the young beauty pressing his arm into her perfect bosom as they window shopped briefly before she pulled him into a Hermes store and started looking around. The price tags would be daunting to some, but for him money simply wasn't a thing. As they looked through the different outfits he could see her straying away from the pricier items, one pocket mini-dress in particular.

"That would be lovely, Cassy. But I don't want you thinking anything is off limits." He said as he picked up the dress she had avoided after seeing the price. "You'll try this one on for me too, won't you?" He teased, the clerk observing his demeanor and perking up to see he must have had a big checkbook.

"Let's try them on. And if you feel guilty about how much something is..." He began as he reached down and gripped her ass firmly. "Just remember there are so many ways you can pay me back. Now come on, to the dressing room. I need to see and feel something before I buy it."

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The young secretary's face flushed with arousal at the very explicit hint that she could 'pay' him back, not the company, but him personally. Her slit below involuntarily moistened at the generosity she had never experienced, at his confidence and the firm ass groping. She found it oddly satisfying that he was taking charge and 'spoiling' her despite being only a lowly secretary.

"Yes Mr. Williams!" Cassy gave a bright smile, grabbing all of the items that she thought would fit her well and some that are much too skimpy including some of the store's lingerie-swimwear.

The store clerk motioned for them to the private dresser that they would usually have at the back. Larger spacious 'rooms' with excellent lighting above for better social-media worthy snapshots. Being a top-end store, they can afford these luxury of space as not everyday they'd get customers so willing to try on expensive threads. As there was enough space in the dressing room for a team of 5, Cassy shyly brought her boss in with her.

Thus, she began her 'strip show' for him. Trying on bits and pieces slowly, bending over in her heels with her ass towards him and generally being a cock tease. "Does this look good on me?" Cassy asked meekly when trying on a very lacy set of lingerie that accentuated her bosom, hips and ass. She posed shyly for him underneath the small spotlight, a spot where many 'influencers' would take multiple shots to tease their followers online.

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Jason had grown used to the lavish changing rooms of luxury retailers, but it was clear that such space and lighting were new to Cassy. It was sort of cute how she took everything in, clearly not used to such luxuries. But it only made her more appreciative of Jason and all he could do for her surely.

Once they were granted the privacy of the dressing room he grinned as she began her strip show, trying on this and that before showing herself off in a lacy set of lingerie. "Have some confidence, Cassy. Everything looks good on you. But this is perfect." He said, snapping a few pictures on his phone. "You know, work on that confidence and you could be an Instagram model as well as my secretary. Get even naughtier and you could have an OnlyFans." He teased as he stood up and walked over to her.

As she posed for him he walked around her, eyeing every curve, running his hand along her hips, breasts, thighs. "I think we should... try this one out." He said as he pressed against her from behind, his bulge on her ass as he groped one of her breasts. "They won't mind so long as we buy it all."

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She blushed maddeningly at his suggestion for her to potentially open an OnlyFans account to show off her naughty body. Inwardly, Cassy admitted that she may be a great hit as a sex-based model on the large website. Her only fear would be her future employment finding out and terminating her on the spot. Hence she had never bothered to have an account for it. She let him snap pictures of her, giving him lewder poses.

Cassy gave a soft mewl of surprise once he pressed against her from behind, an obvious monster threatening to ravage her again tenting his pants. "Yes sir." She nodded meekly, awkwardly reaching back to unbuckle and free his large cock from it's soft threaded cage. Once freed, she resumed her position against the mirror that she was pressing her against, his now free cock sandwiched between her ass cheeks and expensive lingerie panties.

"Sir, would you like to record us f-fucking?" Cassy asked shyly, noting that he already had so much damning photos of her and he seemed keen to take more.

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Jason loved the way that Cassy so quickly pulled his cock free from his pants, pushing her thick ass back to wedge his girth between her cheeks and the lingerie he would drop thousands on for her. The suggestion that he record them fucking was just the cherry on top.

"It hasn't even been twenty-four hours and you already know my tastes. I'm impressed, Cassy." He said as he began thrusting against her, hot dogging his cock between her firm, plump cheeks. He set his phone up nearby, angled just right to capture the best angle before hitting record.

After a few more thrusts hot dogging between her perfect cheeks he pulled the lacy lingerie to the side and plunged his cock into her dripping wet slit. "So tight and so wet. You really are the perfect slit for me." He teased her, gripping her thick ass as he began to thrust, fucking her against the showcase mirror as his phone recorded it all.

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"Oh, I just thought that you liked to have me recorded. Considering that you've been suggesting I open an OnlyFans as well." Cassy mentioned breathlessly, his thick cock hot-dogging her voluptuous ass. Her pussy increasing in wetness with every smooth thrust he made between her cheeks.

"Fuc---!" The young secretary clamped a hand over her mouth mid-shout to silence herself when he plunged his monster into her wet slit without warning. No doubt the clerk outside would've heard it, however this was a luxury store and privacy is well practiced. It could be possible that the clerk would have seen even worse deviancy in their dressing rooms.

Cassy silently moaned and mewled with every forceful thrust he made into her tight pussy, his girth stretching out and bumping up against her cervix painfully after a short while. She reached down to cup his balls between her legs, trying her best to coax him into making more and more virile seed to be put into her womb later.

"You're going to push into my womb..." She complained in a mix of painful pleasure knowing fully that would be the only way her boss could fit all of his length into her. His pre-cum already coating the entrance with every plunge he made deep inside of her.

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Jason groaned out louder as Cassy's pussy clamped down on his thick monster of a cock with each powerful thrust he gave. She seemed to be in a mixed state of pain and pleasure as he pushed against her cervix and even her womb. She was doing a good job of keeping her groans down, but surely the clerk had seen far worse. Hell, there had likely been rappers and rockstars that would take multiple women back to these rooms.

"Good, I'm going to claim every single inch of you, Cassy." Jason said with a low groan followed by a grunt as he truly gave her his all, the hand fondling his heavy sac working to create more seed for him to coat her precious womb with.

"Gahhhhh!" Jason grunted one final time as he erupted into Cassy's dripping wet pussy, holding his entire length inside of her as he claimed her womb once again, rope after rope of hot seed flooding her womb as he groaned with pleasure. "Oh yeah, we're definitely buying this one." He said with a laugh as he slowly pulled out of her, a puddle of their juices spilling out beneath them.

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Cassy's entire body started to shake and tremble from the intense orgasm that seized her being as Jason's cock managed to pierce into the deepest part of her, filling her unprotected womb with his potent seed. Every spurt that sprayed ropes of cum inside of her sending harsh waves of pleasure through her body. Cassy couldn't scream or make any noise as it happened, her vocal cords unable to function as she blacked out momentarily on his cock. Her knees almost buckling just from that one single action of his.

Giving out a small whimper of protest when he removed himself from her and spilled out excess cum, Cassy knelt down before him to begin servicing his member once again with her lips. Cleaning with long swipes of her tongue, his secretary dutifully swallowed all the cum she managed to siphon out of his engorged tip. She was careful to not smudge her makeup when she lifted his heavy shaft up to kiss and lick his balls.

"All done Mr. Williams." Cassy murmured quietly shortly afterwards. Standing up to undress the soiled lingerie and to put back on her previous clothing. Carrying the bundle of clothes in her arms, she blushed a deep crimson awaiting his orders.

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Jason ran his hand through Cassy's hair as she obediently cleaned his cock of their combined juices, showing her dedication to him as she made sure not a drop of cum was left unswallowed. But once she had started to redress herself he stopped her, wagging his finger before handing a revealing burgundy dress he had picked out.

"Change into this. I'll pay on our way out." He insisted, wanting her to show off even more of her curves as they continued to shop.

Once they had made their way out of the changing room and she was properly dressed he walked her up to the counter, a warm smile on his face as the clerk locked eyes with him. The clerk, well knowing what had gone on, then asked if they enjoyed the environment.

"I quite did, and I believe Casey here did as well. Didn't you, Cassy?" Jason asked with a firm squeeze of her hip. "We'll take everything here." He said as they placed each item up, the lingerie quite obviously worn at this point.

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Stopping partway on her redressing, Cassy took the provided body-con mini dress from him to put on. The burgundy dress clinging onto her voluptuous curves by her breasts and hips. A deep blush running through her face as the dress forced her to have her breasts be freely cupped, making it even more obvious that she had no bra or nipple pasties underneath as it jiggled with every step she took.

His excess seed is also slowly making it's way out of her womb and slit, rivulets of it traveling between her inner thighs. Part of it mixing into her natural scent of post-coital pheromones. Cassy actively avoided looking into the clerk's eyes out of sheer embarrassment, fully aware that they would need to wipe away a small puddle of cum in the dresser later.

Cassy hooked her arms around his as she took the bagged merchandise. "Yes I did Mr. Williams. I've enjoyed it immensely." She admitted shyly. Very obviously embarrassed and eager to enter another store nearby for bags or shoes to avoid the clerk.

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Jason smiled as Cassy changed into the dress he had chosen, looking like a pristine whore for her man to have as arm candy as they paid and strode out of the shop with bags in hand and her clinging from his arm.

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, Cassy. You're proving that I made the right decision." He said with a grin as they walked by a window with some top of the line stilettos. "You still need more, though. To meet the look I want for you. Some nice tall heels, a cute little clutch. And of course jewelry. We've still got so much to fit you with." He said as he led her inside. "Show me what you like, love. And remember. No price tag is too much."

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Cassy definitely felt like a proper whore with cum trickling down her thighs while they shopped even more, stopping first at the jewelry store to pick out a minimalist silver-platinum necklace for everyday wear. She also chose two pairs of silver-platinum earrings that matched her eyes and hair, each costing upwards of $2,500 a pair. Cassy opted to leave a pair on her ears at the moment, knowing well that her boss enjoyed dolling her up as if she was his own toy.

"Hope that these look good on me Mr. Williams." She smiled radiantly at him, angling her neck to show off both the necklace and the earrings, her cleavage in the dress a bonus for his eyes.

Cassy picked out a small luxurious clutch bag from the same store, then another hand-bag for practical usage that would make him proud to show off his toy. On the side, she chose a small bracelet and opted to let him choose whatever branding he'd like to put on it. And with it subtly marking her as his own.

"Here Mr. Williams, you may put whatever title you want on this bracelet and I'll wear it for you." She bit her lips, showing her trust towards his endless generosity.

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Jason was pleased with Cassy as she didn't protest his offerings anymore, taking the opportunity to have him buy her a silver-platinum necklace, a few pairs of earrings, and even a luxurious little clutch. Of course he was still slightly disappointed she hadn't opted for diamonds. That just gave him the opportunity to get her a little gift later.

When she had found a small bracelet and offered for him to brand it however he liked so many possibilities ran through his head.

"Such a great idea, Cassy. Such a sweet, loving girl." While he wanted to put something along the lines of "Angelic Slut" on it, he ultimately opted for something that while lewd, could at least be taken a few different ways. "'Daddy's Girl', that's what I want it and you branded with."

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A deep crimson blush settled on the young woman's face once she saw what he had picked out for her bracelet. "Okay, 'Daddy'." She murmured shyly, handing off the bracelet and the scribbled note of the words chosen for the engraving to the shopkeeper. As professionals, the shopkeepers made no reactions visually and promptly worked on the bracelet. There is no doubt to the type of relationship that outsiders can see between Cassy and Jason. They may seem visually similar to pass off as a father-daughter duo, however the hand resting and groping the daughter's ass explained it all.

Once completed, Cassy put on the bracelet lovingly to her left wrist. The shiny metal shimmering with the freshly engraved words of 'Daddy's Girl' on it. "I love it Mr. Williams!" She leaned in closer to plant a passionate kiss full on his lips. "What's next?"

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Fuck, hearing Cassy refer to him as Daddy had him melting. She was proving that she could be everything he ever wanted and then some. And while she was clearly embarrassed handing the jeweler what he wanted engraved on her bracelet, when it was done she seemed to wear it with a sense of pride.

When paying for the bracelet he added a pair of diamond stud earrings, wanting his beauty to be fully iced out with time. "What's next is Daddy wants to find another place for us to get into some mischief. But it's nearing lunchtime and I'm sure we're both hungry. Let's stop for a bite to eat." He told her as he led her into a dimly-lit luxurious steakhouse at the front of the mall, ready for a meal, some wine, and of course more of his sweet Cassy.

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The effect of her calling him 'Daddy' was not lost on her. Her loins stirred again when she realized it turned him on, she would personally decide to start referring to him as such. Cassy's arm locked along his while he lead them to the luxurious steakhouse by the front of the mall. Getting them seated by the cute waiter towards a more secluded end of the restaurant with comfier seating.

Cassy fawned over the single carded menu before her. Unsure of all the expensive sounding food listed on it before finally deciding to let her boss order it for her instead. "Daddy, I don't know what I want. Why don't you order it for me?" She asked him sweetly, her feet gently rubbing along his calves. Her eyes staring at his, smirking mischievously as her feet slowly traveled upwards.

"I'm starting to get a little bit thirsty too." Cassy pouted, her toes prodding against his crotch underneath the table.

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Jason could see Cassy eyeing their waiter and smiled as the pair were seated. She wasn't sure of what to order and instead offered him to order for her. "Of course, sweetie. I don't mind one but." He said before she mentioned being thirsty, her foot traveling to tease his crotch under the table. "If you like I always have cream available for you. Slip under the table and get some."

He had said that just as their waiter arrived, the young handsome man surely hearing what lewdness they were speaking of, but much like the jeweler he kept a straight face as Jason ordered for them. "I'll have the black and blue salad and my love here will have the salmon Caesar. We'll split a bottle of Moscato to drink." He ordered, smiling wickedly at Cassy as her foot rubbed his bulge.


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Tyler's profile admittedly caught her eye because he was so freaking cute and handsome in her eyes, but rather than swipe left when she saw that he identified as straight, she kept reading about his other interests, the way he presented and described himself and found herself charmed, interested and indeed, swiping right. She didn't think much more about it, perhaps not wanting to get her hopes up, but was very pleasantly surprised when they ended up as a match, both interested in the other. A few contacts via the app made her even more interested, charmed and curious about Tyler, and that was what lead the leggy brunette to the Riverwalk location that night, dressed not to kill, but hopefully to make a favorable impression and then... there he was.

"Tyler, over here," Bree called out, her voice rising just a shade over her normal level as he was quite near and seemed to have already spotted her by the time her words spilled out. She took a couple of steps in his direction, noting that he was even taller and cuter in person, offering her hand in greeting, and without thinking, as he took her hand, pressing up a little on her toes to also warmly kiss his cheek.

"Nice to meet you in person finally, how was the traffic heading over here along your way?" she asked, her question as small talk as small talk goes, but first impressions were more about the person and not that awkward first presentation everyone had on a first date, and so far, so very good, something her bright and sparkling smile would let him know very quickly.

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Tyler was feeling rather awkward arriving at the event. It was his first. Oh, he had used dating apps and sites before, even went to some unsatisfying dates before, but never to a so called mixer. But the person, Bree, with whom he had a match was going to attend and he wanted to meet her. He had his doubts at first about her, but in the end decided to go with it. The online interaction had been amazing and given his track record that was enough for him to take the step. They had a lot in common, something he never really had with the girls he had dated before. To them he was just the cute nerd with whom they got bored in the end. To him they were the girls who either pretended or never cared about the things he was interested in or cared about.

Even his first girlfriend in the end proved to have been a bad choice. With Bree at first he had a gnawing feeling in his gut that he was making a mistake, but once they talked a bit that feeling subsided. She was perfect in every way! Drop dead gorgeous and liked a lot of the same things he did. What was there not to love? Besides there was nothing to lose if he tried once again, was there?

Making his way through the crowd, wow lots of people came to this event! Wearing a red and white T-shirt, a light jacket, jeans and sneakers. He did not want to be overdressed. There she was! Bree was even more beautiful in person! He headed her way and once they met she surprised Tyler by kissing him on the cheek. "Oh wow!" he blurted out "You look amazing!" he blushed and chuckled nervously, he was reverting back to his awkward nerd days as he realized she had asked him a question "Oh, um, the traffic, right." he scratched the back of his neck "It was not so bad, the usual I guess." he grinned "How about you?"

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Bree listened to his reply, took another sip of her drink and wondered if it would taste as yummy on her lips as it did on her tongue, but the night was too new, too soon to even consider that. First dates were always a time to learn, what was each like, what did they like, was something too little, too much, and really, just getting a feel for the person and hoping they did the same for you and liked it.

"I live across town, but work is not far, so I brought clothes in a bag and changed at work to avoid the rush hour... I'm glad you like the results," she smiled and blushed softly, loving the compliment and that Tyler was not a clothes horse kind of guy. First, she dated several and they were all self-important and self-absorbed buttheads, and maybe she was old fashioned, but as the feminine flower of the pair, she liked dressing up a bit more for him than he did for her. It felt right, easy, nice. The good thing was that they had shared plenty of conversation starters via text/DM before meeting, so it was a first meeting, and yet not entirely new and awkward, and the awkwardness she did feel was actually the fun kind,

"There is plenty of good stuff to eat and drink, all of it gratis, and free is one of my favorites," she teased and offered her free hand for him to take and hold, with handholding something she loved and had shared with him when they chatted online, "You are killer cute and handsome all at once, by the way, would have caught my eye even if I wasn't looking for you already. So, want to grab something, from the buffet I mean," she laughed and winked, "Mix and mingle or get out of here for a walk along he river?" Bree offered. It was not like the Riverwalk was ever entirely a place to be alone, but outside of venues like this one, the pace and number of people was less and more relaxed.

Bree was good with either, part of this was both of them feeling comfortable and at ease, but given her preference, it would not be to hang out too long in and around the crowd of people at the event. She wasn't really a party girl, not unless it was something real to celebrate and friends to get together with, but she was also not anti-social, so either was good, and so far, her date was pretty damned perfect.

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"Oh? You should tell me about your work some." Tyler was curious, he was not sure whether or not they had covered who worked what. He took a mental note to inquire about it and maybe get her to talk about it. One thing he was good was being a listener. A good quality for someone to have when dating. "Well, maybe we can get some of the food." he grinned "Then if you want we can ditch this place?" Tyler chuckled and shrugged "Too much of a racket." he added "Unless you want to stay?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

His cheeks were burning when Bree complimented him "And you are..." Tyler started again "You are just wow." he was repeating himself from earlier. Tyler was not good at that. Small wonder he could not hold on to a relationship...

"The river sounds nice." he was thankful for the change of subject. A romantic walk would be a nice end of the evening. "So, let's grab something to eat, maybe find a table on the side and then we can go for that walk?" Tyler tilted his head "Sounds like a plan?"

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"Be careful, you are opening Pandora's box with that offer," Bree smiled brightly. She loved her work, loved to talk about it and was entirely passionate about her position and purpose, and yet, she also was of the mind that one works to live, not lives to work, so she could also draw lines and enjoy life away from the office as she was at that moment, "I have one of those if you love what you are doing, it isn't really work kinds of jobs, and I know how lucky I am to have that, so fair warning I can chat your ear off about it if given an opening," she winked, but at the moment this was a time to live, to feel, to get to know someone and now she knew, he was interested in what she did. That was a very big plus in Tyler's column in her eyes.

She nodded quickly at his suggestion, "It isn't quite nightclub bad, and god I hate those places unless I am just going to dance. I want to hear you, not a bunch of other people talking and making noise and us trying to talk over them. Let's eat, and I don't talk with my mouth full as I do have some manners after all," she teased, adding, "And then a walk, that would be amazing."

Bree had a way of being very excited and sincerely so about what some might see as the little things in life, but to her, those small moments and bits of a lifetime added up to so much more that she never wanted to miss them. Now it was her turn to blush with his compliments, "Thank you, a girl will take a 'wow' every time. First dates, all the pressure to wow just enough, not too much or too little, and it seems like we both got it just right. So, we have a plan, let's find some plates, some place to sit and stare gaga-like at each other's wowness while we eat," she joked, but not in a way that made any of it not seem real or true.

The food was set out buffet style, several pairs of tables with different kinds of foods, mostly by ethnic tastes and styles, Italian, Jamaican, Asian and another that was a smattering one might call American, plus of course the truly 'free' table, no gluten, all vegan and very much not Bree's style, though she tended to like healthy foods and a fair number of guilty pleasures too. Once they had plates and glasses filled, and the organizers worked hard at not putting out foods at a dating mixer that would cause bad breath, she waited for Tyler to choose a place to sit, allowing him his turn at executing their current plan since she was the first to arrive at the party itself.

"So, turn about is fair play even if I haven't answered yet, when you aren't off wooing a pretty girl on the first date, what keeps you busy at work?" she asked and began eating these fun little appetizer raviolis that were part of the spread she claimed for herself.

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"Well you are one of the lucky ones I guess." Tyler smiled, not that he hated his job, it was just he did not care that much about it. The job was simply a mean to support himself and his hobbies. Hopefully Bree was not a workaholic "If you like what you do, you never work a day..." he cringed a bit "Or was it a different proverb?" he shook his head "Anyway, you get what I mean." Tyler grinned sheepishly.

"Another thing in common to add to the list." Tyler smirked "I don't like night clubs either!" then blushed "And I am not much of a dancer." he chuckled "But I am good at singing, so that should count for something, right?" Bree's enthusiasm was so infectious so he simply followed her to the table. Could she be the right one? It was still too early to tell, after all everyone tried to be their best on first dates, but he had a good feeling for this one. She just clicked right.

She was smart and funny, and drop dead gorgeous! What's more to ask!? He followed her example in regards to the choice of food. Good thing he was an omnivore so it did not matter that much to him. Tyler took a mental note to explore the culinary aspect of dating as he did not want to look too shallow in that regard. He would be equally happy with a simple sandwich and with some fancy pantsy stuff.

Tyler was about to take a bite when he realized that she asked him a question. "Oh, I forgot." he blushed "Nothing too fancy, I work in a mid-sized company as a business consultant." he started "We are sort of intermediaries for smaller companies to sell their products and to find markets for them." he shrugged "Helping the little guy so to speak." he grinned. "How about you?" he asked "Aside that it is a job that you love?"

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"Hmm, I might be a background singer, like way in the background," Bree joked lightly, "If we go to a karaoke place I will dance to anything you sing for me... except electro-techno stuff, though I don't think those have many words. I love lyrics, not enough people really listen to those, not closely enough," she sighed warmly and shrugged, "My profile did say dorkily romantic, maybe not in so many words, but I totally am and sing or play me the right lyrics and I am swoon city," Bree smiled and enjoyed the easiness that they shared things, the way words flowed without putting on a show or face for the other. Being with Tyler allowed her to be real, and that alone was something altogether rare.

Her plate was filled with varied things to try more than a bunch of the same thing to fill up on, Bree liked trying new things even knowing she wouldn't like them all. How else would one find the good things, the yummy ones, if you weren't willing to put yourself out there a bit, as they both were doing that evening, in a way. She listened attentively as he spoke of his work, not getting overly detailed, but Bree liked that he highlighted the points she could tell he was proud of, that he liked about what he did, "So if my job is a proverb, then yours is modern day Robin Hood, without the robbing part. Helping small ventures grow, people seek their dreams, I love that," she replied to his description of what he did, her large, dark brown eyes sharing themselves with him as her words did the same.

"Hmmm, maybe someday I will take my act on the road as a consultant too. My company is progressive, or at least trying to be. I work with HR and Talent Acquisition, basically finding and keeping the best workforce possible by recognizing the value of diversity and celebrating what makes us different and helps bring different ideas and points of view to the table. Some people think it's some stupid cliché about being 'woke' or crap like that, but really, what I do is nothing new. This place is supposed to me a melting pot, the world, the country, and I help people remember that. I hear people say they don't see color, don't care about gender or ethnicities, but everyone does, so first you have to get people to admit they see all of that, and then help them learn the value of it. I know, a little tropey for a Trans-Girl being all about diversity, and to be fair, I wonder if I would have as much success if I was less, as you said, wow-able," Bree stopped rambling at that point. She could go on and on, about how she sometimes had to fight and battle as well, for equality, equity among the workforce and especially with contractors, but then was not the time for the more fiery bits of her nature and temper to come out.

The food was easy to eat, everything was pretty much bite sized or finger food and Bree was very open about things she tried and liked and just as much so about those she tried and knew she would never try again, "You know, sometimes I get up on my high horse about work, and truth is, some things do matter, in some places. Like how I look, how cute you are, on a date, trying to find someone you like and connect with... it makes sense there, and of course, there is someone for everyone, the hardest part is finding them," she said as she dipped into the small dessert plate full of fruit and pastries and some cream cheese dipping cream, "I like who I have found in you so far, Tyler, see this smile, that is all you," she shared almost shyly and her smile was bright, dimples present and eyes sparkling. She was eating a little faster than usual, but then again, there was the inspiration of a walk along the river after eating to hurry that along for her more than a bit.

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Tyler chuckled "I am not sure you can sing techno stuff..." he grinned "Unless you are a beatboxer." he gave a small shrug. "I guess I will need a back singer or a dancer to distract people from my singing." he chuckled again. "Well, now I have to research your music playlist then." he leaned forward "To find the right song to swoon you with." he gave a small wink.

Tyler grinned at her description of his work "I haven't considered it that way." he rubbed his chin. "But surely has a nice ring to it." Tyler sighed "Though not as noble as it sounds..." Tyler blushed "After all in the end of the day we are getting a hefty commission." he pursed his lips and shrugged again. But the smile returned to his lips relatively fast "Good thing I am trying to swoon the HR then." he teased her "That will allow me to get a job easier." Tyler sighed "That's a stupid joke." he quickly added.

He was glad that he was no longer feeling that reluctance of the fact that she was a trans-woman. So far he had only dated cis-females, but that had not gone anywhere. And when he got into contact with her the reluctance started to dissipate and now he was more or less comfortable with her. Tyler's eyes widened in surprise then blushed "I..." he looked down for a second then back at Bree "I like you too." he meant it "So I hope that we can make another step..." he cringed inside "Together?" he looked her straight in the eyes. Tyler was so bad at this and hoped he did not make things too awkward with this, but the cat was out of the bag...

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Bree smiled at Tyler's way of downplaying all of the things she appreciated about him, which was perfect because she despised arrogant know it all's and self promoters, "Hon, if you weren't getting paid, it would be an avocation, not a vocation. Think I would love what I do so much if there wasn't a nice paycheck that came with it," Bree admitted, "Volunteer work is definitely something I like to do, but a girl's gotta eat and not every night is filled with a cute guy whose eyes never leave mine and a free buffet you know," she added, knowing it was flirting, but it felt right and honestly Bree was a bit of a flirt by nature, when properly motivated like she was then. She gave no assistance to Tyler as he stumbled a bit through the last thing he said, somehow the awkward earnestness of desire and even need in his words and voice were pretty much a turn on, and Bree knew he needed some sexy levity to break the awkwardness up and to let him know they were on the same page.

"Hmm, so what is that next step then? The first time you gave a girl a raging boner?" she teased and blew him a kiss even as she blushed too, "In that case, mission accomplished," she said with a wink and adjusted the way she was sitting in that manner that arousal required. She waited a moment longer and finished as much as she wanted on her plate, washed it down with the sweet drink, then stood up, moved around the table and leaned down, her dress showing just enough lovely cleavage to ensure she wasn't the only one having a 'hard' time of things, and lifted Tyler's chin and pressed the softest, most feminine and sweetest sexy kiss imaginable to his lips, allowing him to simply receive it or to respond in kind with his own half of that first kiss before it broke and her lips drew away from his own.

"Was that the next step, Tyler... or do you want me even more than that?" Bree asked, a bit brazen, but also soft and sweet and sensual, their kissing was not at all out of place given where they were and why they and other people were there, and yes, hooking up was definitely in the air and on her mind, in time, but she wanted to make certain that Tyler meant that too, "Did that kiss taste any different than other girls, and if it did... tell the truth, you liked it even more, I know I did."

Bree teased then backed off to let him breathe, recover, get his senses about him, all the while smiling, "Be a gent and clean up our plates, then my hand is yours to take and the river and world are our playground while we get to know each other better," she said with a dimpled, winning, girlish smile and waited for him to respond and reply.


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Emma felt a great big woosh in her tummy. It was mostly on account of the plane taking off, but also because of the knowledge that she was going on a holiday with her father, and she had plans for the two of them. Something was going to happen. To be honest, she'd had a crush on him for a while. At some point she had gone from regular old daughterly love, to what she now figured was more romantic, sensual and erotic feelings. She didn't precisely know when it had happened, but she was pretty confident about her current emotions. They were intense.

Lately, when she looked at him, or even just thought about him, there were strong physical reactions. Aside from lots of flirtation, she had waited until she was of legal age to act upon them. Which was now. Fortunately, he hadn't taken much convincing to go on a trip with her. Of course, they had a lot to look forward to, aside from her secret plans. A nice hotel. Restaurants. The beach. Hikes. Culture.

She was fortunate. Her single dad made enough for them to have everything they needed, and she made sure to always show that she appreciated it. That she appreciated him.

Emma turned and flashed him a smile. Her shoulder-length chestnut hair was in a ponytail. Green eyes twinkled with joy on a pale face touched by a scattering of freckles, especially across the bridge of her nose. She was dressed for the occasion; in a green summer dress that matched her eyes, and wearing small, practical shoes. "And we're off, daddy!" She grabbed his arm and snuggled close. At least as much as the seats on the plane allowed.

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David gazed out the window, feeling the woosh as well as the plane took off. He had been on any number of flights in the past before, having often had to go away on business, attending a convention here, or a book tour there that would invariably take him away from his daughter. It was those constant trips that had driven her mother away and it was only by sheer virtue of his wife's desire for independence that Emma hadn't been taken by her too. He was glad for that, for now Emma was his life, his world. He had always been a doting father, but he was even more so after his wife had left.

Of course to him it was all innocent, including his daughter's love for him. He had not a clue about the hidden feelings she had and had been rather oblivious to the flirtations she had directed towards him. Even this trip, he had no idea of the ulterior motives behind it, believing it just a chance to celebrate her being eighteen now and to make up, in his own way, for the time he had had to spend away on his own tours and trips, even if they had been for business. He was determined that during this trip.

He looked over at his daughter and smiled, his own blue eyes reflecting comfort and joy at being here with his daughter and he patted her arm lightly and allowed himself to be snuggled in close to, at least as much as the seats on the plane would allow. "We are... now remember what I said, just one drink on the way there, you aren't twenty one yet, but I'll allow just the one. Just let me know what it is before they come taking our drink orders."

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Emma was a good-looking girl. Not noticing how people looked at her, men especially, was practically impossible. With that said, she was not conceited---far from it. She dressed well and used make-up sparingly. She worked out, but it was as much about staying fit as looking good. Her face had that mix of youthful cuteness and adult, female beauty. Her body was all woman. In fact she was very shapely, although not very tall. Emma liked to think, and hoped, that her best features were within, rather than on the outside.

She flashed another smile. Some natural instability in the air, or maybe it was the landing wheels going up, gave the plane a bump. Emma clutched him a little tighter. Her breasts gave a little bounce---there was some cleavage, but nothing indecent.

"I'd love a glass of Champagne, daddy. If you don't mind." Emma took her father's hand in hers. "You should get something as well. I want you to relax. You need some time off." She paused and bit her full, lower lip. "Of course, this vacation isn't all vacation. We're going to get a bit physical. I made sure to pack both our running shoes. There are some great areas to run or hike. And there's tennis courts and..." She had already said all this before, so she just trailed off and looked out the window. Home was already getting small and far away.

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David wasn't a bad looking man and could even be called handsome to the right person. He just wasn't overly exceptional. He had a writers physique that he tried to keep in shape with running and physical activity that was by and large prompted by his daughter and though he wanted to keep up with her, he could already feel his back hurting at the amount she had planned for them on this vacation. Truth be told, he had wanted to spend more time at the beach than anywhere else, just relaxing in and around the water.

Still there was something infectious about his daughter's enthusiasm that had him smiling and he said to her, "Of course dear, we are, but let's try and have some vacation on our vacation too. You did say you wanted to work on a tan while we are on the island, correct?" As he asked this he carefully and politely looked away from his daughter's bouncing breasts, something he should definitely not be noticing and thankfully he was saved by the arrival of the flight attendant.

She was a rather stunning looking blonde and David couldn't help but check her out just a little as he said, "Ah two glasses of champagne, if you would to start us off, thank you." The stewardess smiled flirtatiously and went to go and retrieve their drinks.

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"Don't worry, daddy. We're going to be so relaxed and so tan." Emma listened while her father talked with the flight attendant, and gave him a new look as soon as she was gone. "Did you see the way she looked at you? I mean it's their job being friendly, but I think she found you handsome." She giggled a little "I don't blame her. You are." They soon got their glasses and Emma took a sip, smiling again. "Nice."

They were cruising. A few people got up, probably to use the bathroom. Emma turned to her father, whispering. "Have you heard about the ten-mile-high club?" Her tone shifted to playfulness and naughtiness, but remained low. "Are you a member?"

Seeing the expression on his face, she made it all matter-of-factly. "Come on. You can tell me. I presume you've been a young, naughty man once; a long, long, long time ago; raging with hormones and all that. I won't tell anyone."

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"Good, I want to work on my tan a little and maybe... maybe get a little writing done," David felt bad about saying it, they were on a vacation, but he always felt the itch to write and an island paradise would make a good local for a new book.

His daughter's reaction to the flight attendant flirting with him had him blushing a little and demurring, "I'm getting a bit past my prime dear, thank you though. I'm sure it was just her being friendly." Of course when the flight attendant came back with their glasses and had one less button undone he couldn't help but stare a little. He was therefore a bit distracted when Emma asked him the question he did and nearly spit out his drink as he had just been imagining his younger days when a similarly statuesque flight attendant had introduced him to such a club when he had been a young writer.

"What kind of question is that for your father, Princess? You can't be asking me those sorts of questions. It's not appropriate," he protested to his daughter, though he also didn't deny the fact that he had been a member of such a club. He had always prided himself on being truthful with his daughter. Evasive perhaps, but truthful.

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"Daddy." Emma gave her father a look of playful disappointment. "Do you really think it's better that we not to talk about sex? Make me seek answers to all that I'm curious about from other sources? Wouldn't it just be great if we could talk about everything? I'm an adult now. You know, sort of." She gave his waist a playful little poke.

Taking another drink from her Champagne, Emma eventually changed the subject. After all, they were going to sit on the plane for several hours. She could tease him more later. After a while she became a little sleepy, so she leaned her head against her father's shoulder and closed her eyes. One glass of Champagne had been perfect to make her relaxed and a little aroused. With her eyes closed, she fantasized a little before she fell asleep. She hoped some of those desires were going to come true.

When they landed and had gotten through all the hassle about getting their things and arranged transport to the hotel, Emma could finally take in the atmosphere of this place for the first time; a tropical island paradise with warm, blue waters, palm trees, beaches, pools and everything one could want. It was hot, of course, with an unrelenting sun blazing from a clear sky. "It's beautiful here, daddy!"

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The idea of his little girl seeking the answers from other sources certainly alarmed David and he didn't really want to think of her as an adult, even if she very much was, from her interest in the subject of sex now to the curves that had been developing on her form for a while and were now drawing the attention of men of all sorts, men he most certainly didn't want taking his daughter under their wings to 'educate' her about such matters.

Of course, all of this was going through his head as she leaned against his shoulder and went to sleep. He could feel her breast pressing into his arm and could feel her nipple even poking into his arm! He became flushed and embarrassed and did his best to absorb himself in a movie while his sweet Emma slept, but it was a tough task before him.

Thankfully eventually he was able to be distracted by even some flirting with the Flight Attendant while his daughter slept helped to draw his attention until they landed. He had had a few more drinks while she slept so was a little bit tipsy as they made their way to get their things and arranged transportation to the hotel. A well marinated smile came to his lips and he nodded to his daughter in agreement with her assessment of their surroundings. "It was a good choice to come here, sweetheart. I'm glad we came." Once at the hotel he said to Emma, "Do you want to get the keys to our rooms? I'll help with getting our baggage unloaded."

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Emma had been instrumental in booking their suite. She had thought about getting an arrangement where they both slept together in a king-size bed, but she knew her father wouldn't have approved. She landed on something different. Their suite had two bedrooms, with queen-sized beds, but shared bathroom and living room.

She had the reservation details ready and got the keys, so the two soon found themselves in the aforementioned suite, taking in the details. It was really nice, but not insanely luxurious. They had their own balcony, where stairs lead down to a large pool. The windows offered a great view of the ocean and the beach. The bathroom had both a shower and a large bathtub, with a door on each side to both of their rooms. Everything was perfect.

Emma picked one of the rooms and started packing out her things. There were dresses, casual clothes, training clothes, underwear and much more. She soon filled a closet and some drawers and put other things in the bathroom. Then she headed for her father's room to see how he was doing. "You like it, daddy?"

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When Emma came to his room, David was already laying on the bed, luxuriating in the softness of the mattress and the the covers that were spread over it. He wasn't even fully unpacked yet and for a moment it might even seem as if he were asleep on the bed until after a moment his head lifted and he smiled broadly at her.

"Hey baby girl, it is wonderful. You made a good choice. I hear that they even have a pillow menu that you can order different styles of pillows off of. Like in room dining, but for in room napping of the best of kinds." He pushed himself to a sitting position at the foot of the bed and stifled a small yawn, unlike her he hadn't had a chance to nap on the plane. "So, what does my little girl want to do for our first afternoon on the Island? This trip is for you, about you, so you get to decide."

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Emma sauntered into the room and sat down on the foot end of the bed next to her father. There were responses to his question that would blow his mind, but she was going to have to bide her time. She was pretty confident that he would eventually want her in that way, but she couldn't be sure. At this point, probably not. Later.

She took his hand in both of hers, playing casually with his fingers. "Well, I guess we have to get some dinner, eventually. In a couple of hours, maybe? Maybe we could check out the pool now and save the beach for tomorrow?" She looked up at him with love in her eyes. Her full, pink lips pouted, showing only a hint of a smile.

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"Dinner in a few hours would be good yes, we do need to eat on this trip, I mean you don't visit a tropical island and not sample some of the local cuisine," David said with a small chuckle, squeezing his daughters hand lightly with his.

He considered her suggestion of the pool thoughtfully and gazed upon Emma's face, but any protest David might have had got lost the moment he saw her pouting lips and the hint of a smile. Even if he wasn't going to argue, he could feel his heart melting at the look on her face and he gave in as he so often did. "As you wish, pumpkin. The pool sounds wonderful."

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Emma's smile widened. "Great! I'll go get changed." She left a quick kiss on her father's cheek and headed back to her own room, returning after just a few minutes. She was wearing two-piece swimwear in a dark purple; a sharp contrast to her own pale skin. Having grabbed a couple of towels from the bathroom and carrying a small bottle with sun-screen. The bathing suit was dead sexy, revealing, but not outrageously scandalous.

Emma's body was the perfect mix of toned muscle, firm roundness and gifts by mother-nature (genes) that had resulted in a sensational body. She squired a bit of sun-screen lotion in her hands and offered the bottle to her father. Then she started applying it to legs and arms, shoulders and chest and every exposed bit of her skin. "Will you do my back?"

She moved closer to her father and lifted her hair away from her neck with both hands.

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David changed into his own swimsuit after his daughter had left to go to her own room. He tended towards the shorter, tighter swim trunks rather than the baggier type that had been in fashion for a time, liking the feel of the tighter material against himself. However, this proved to be a bit of a problem when his daughter came out and for a moment he saw a sexy woman rather than his daughter. This of course quickly passed and he quietly cursed himself for what may have been an embarrassingly long look at Emma; one caused by shock of course.

The handing of the suntan-lotion had him nodding his thanks and distracting himself by applying it to his own arms, legs, chest and shoulder, his back not able to be reached by him. Of course his attention came back to his daughter when she asked about him doing her back and he nodded after a moment. "Of course, sweetie."

He dolloped a bit of the sunscreen on his hands and then gently, but with an edge of firmness began applying it to his daughter's back, doing his best to try and be careful of her outfit and avoid anywhere too sensitive or intimate. It was clear he was trying to be respectful father and felt just a bit awkward doing this, though better here than down on the beach where others could see his awkwardness. "How is that, princess?"

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Emma jutted out her ass just a little while he stood close behind her. It was one of her best features; a spectacular, firm round ass which was not too small and not too big. She glanced at him over her shoulder, flashing a little smile. "Awesome, daddy. Now you turn around." She turned, boobs giving a bounce.

Taking the bottle from him, she started rubbing it into his back. She liked how masculine he was. The white sun screen on bare skin reminded her of something else; something she wanted to learn more about. Emma finished with a kiss on his bare shoulder, tiptoeing a little. "Come!" She took his hand and dragged him along, eager to see the pool.

The two of them were soon there. Emma dropped her towel on a reclining deck chair, then had a closer look at the water. The pool was large and clear. There weren't too many people and mostly adults. This particular hotel wasn't really aiming for the young families. Emma felt the water with her toes. "It's perfect!" She jumped in, with a big splash!

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David didn't want to admit how good the backrub that came with the sunscreen being applied actually felt. It was an indulgence he didn't often get to have and things had been busy of late with his writing with deadlines and frankly he needed this vacation as much as his daughter did. So when he let out a small moan of appreciation, it was unintended and when it came right as his daughter kissed his shoulder, he immediately felt embarrassed at the sound he had just made. Thankfully Emma was grabbing his hand and dragging him along and he could relax just a bit, following her to the pool.

A smile touched his lips as he saw how Emma responded to the pool and the water and took a step back when she jumped in suddenly, but wasn't quick enough to avoid the water. Laughing, amused by the sudden soaking he got from his daughter, David shook his head a bit chagrined and said, "Might as well get in now." So he soon followed, but with a much quieter splash, just stepping off the edge of the pool and sinking into the water. He then swam back up to the surface.

Chuckling and treading water he looked around for his daughter and upon spying her, he smiled and said, "You picked well, sweetheart. This was a good choice of hotel and the pool is fabulous."

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Emma enjoyed herself immensely, swimming and playing in the pool. She teased her father a bit by splashing him and wrestling a little. Having no chance to duck him under, him being much stronger, she resorted to tickling instead.

Eventually, a bit exhausted, and having swallowed quite a bit of water, she climbed up on the side of the pool. "Come let's catch a bit of sun." She found a couple of deck chairs that reclined almost horizontally and lay down on her back. The sun quickly dried her body, but she remained wet and glistening with perspiration under the heat.

Once in a while she opened her eyes and glanced aside to her father, her face radiating love and affection for him. She turned around, ass naturally sticking up, and rested her upper body on her elbows. "You're so handsome, daddy." She reached over and poked one of his muscles. "So strong."

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David enjoyed himself in the pool with his daughter and at the attempted dunks in the water he allowed it to go almost to dunking before responding by playfully dunking Emma in return.

After the active festivities, and feeling a bit tired, David followed Emma out of the pool and found himself watching her for a second, admiring her before catching himself and moving to lay down net to her on a deck chair and lay back on his back. "Sun is nice. We'll get some good tans here."

David, for his part, settled in, the momentary staring forgotten. Though when Emma spoke up again he looked towards her and arched an eyebrow. "You are gorgeous yourself, Princess." The poke had him chuckling and he said, "Daddy's have to be strong, to protect their little girls." He reached over and brushed a hand along her cheek and said, "I love you Emma. And I will never stop trying to protect you, as long as I live. You are my pride and joy."

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That was so moving it made Emma's eyes almost well up with tears. Her resolve to give her father as much joy (and pleasure) in his life as she could possibly produce was strengthened! She smiled again, warmly. Letting her fingers play over his muscled arm just a little. They were in public and she didn't want to embarrass him.

After a good while, Emma was being cooked in the heat. "I don't think even the factor we put on will help me from getting sunburned if we stay much longer. We're going to get adjusted gradually." She sat up, while her father was still laying down next to her. Her ample chest was quite near his face, nipples visibly erect through the fabric of her bathing top.

"So, here's what I'm thinking. We shower and freshen up. Put on some nice clothes. Head for one of the hotel restaurants. Maybe another glass of Champagne..." She gave him a very playful look. "Come..." She took his hand and led him away, shifting her grip to put her arm into his while they walked. "So, ever had sex in a pool?" It wasn't clear if she was teasing him, in reference to their conversation on the plane, or simply being truly curious.

Back in the room, Emma stretched. "You mind if hit the shower first? I'll leave the bathroom door open so you can get ready too. I noticed the shower walls have frosted glass, so don't worry about privacy. I don't mind sharing."


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"Well, let's see how long we think you'll be staying before we decide if you need something to sleep on the floor with or not. I don't know if this curse will take days or weeks to undo." Carter was just being honest. He had never worked with something like this before and wasn't able to give any type of time frame for how this would work. He didn't even know where to start yet. If it was going to take a while to fix this, then he didn't want to leave Raven sleeping on the floor.

The tea was starting to steep, which allowed the delicious aroma to be smelled by Carter. This was one of his favorite teas just because it smelled amazing. "I do not have a plan yet," he admitted with a small frown. "And I don't know where to start. I think I want to start by looking through all of my books and seeing if they hold any suggestions." Most of his books were on medicinal herbs and such, though not all. When he told his mother he was interested in medical and natural magics, she was quick to urge him to pursue that, and even bought him second-hand books on occasion. Other books were donated by the townsfolk or purchased during his rare excursions into the town.

"Knowing how you got cursed might be helpful. I do not know if there are different ways to lay a curse on someone, but if there is, then perhaps there are ways to undo curses specific to how they were placed." Carter shrugged. "But you do not have to be very detailed if that will make you uncomfortable. I don't want to press you for information you do not want to share."

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Raven nodded in agreement to the matter of his sleeping arrangements, despite being a little reluctant to do so. "Fine, we'll see how long it'll take." He would want it to take as little time as possible, but coming to know how complicated curses can be, he knew it'd probably take longer.

"If you want, I can help you go over the books" he said when the subject was brought up, but hurried to add "I learned how to read, I'm not the best but I can help still help speed things up, even if only a little." He clarified and offered his help, it was the least he could do after everything Carter has agreed to.

"Well..." Raven seemed to shrink into his chair slightly at the mention of the origin of his curse. Looking at Carter's eyes for a long moment, he hesitated. It was vital to tell him how the curse was cast, but it wasn't necessary to tell him why it was cast... right?

Clearing his throat, Raven sat up straight again in his chair and leaned his arms crossed on the table. "The curse was cast by a woman. She screamed something, and her hands were glowing, and from them a ball of this greenish energy flew at my flock. It hit me, and after that, everything went blurry. I remember crashing to the ground, and my whole body in pain, but then I passed out. When I came to, I was in this human form, naked." He paused, clenching his hands into fists and pressing his lips together. "By the time I realized what happened to me, the woman was already gone, and my flock couldn't find her..." he leaned back some, letting his fists grow loose as he sighed. "It happened deep in the city, about two years ago".

Raven finished, and fell quiet, omitting just the details he didn't want to share. "Oh, and I can still understand other ravens, and they understand me, even though I'm speaking your language." Raven added this little bit of information. He used to not mention it too, but some of the previous mages who tried to help him said this kind of detail was important.

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"Help reading the books would be very much appreciated," agreed Carter with a nod of his head. There was a lot of information that needed to be sorted through and two sets of eyes were better than one, especially when he wasn't even sure what to be looking for. If either of them found anything interesting, then they could call the other over and discuss it.

Carter listened to Raven explain his situation and thought about it after he was finished speaking. So the curse was cast verbally and at a distance, which made this witch sound awfully experienced and potentially powerful. And a powerful witch most likely was capable of casting a powerful curse. This wasn't looking too easy to Carter.

The man lifted the lid of the teapot and assessed the tea leaves as he thought. It seemed like the tea had steeped long enough so he began to pour the dark tea into each teacup sitting on the table. It smelled delicious and filled the air with its earthy aroma, though it didn't stop Carter from seeing the distress in Raven as he recalled this story. He was sure it was awful and Carter felt for him. The other had been removed from his original form and separated from his family.

"So it sounds like the curse was created verbally, which is different. Are you familiar with the way magic works?" he asked next, wondering what the man knew about magic if he wasn't always in a human form. Could he use magic? Did he understand it? Carter wasn't sure, but explaining how it works would at least help when it came to reading. "Verbal spells are much different than physical spells."

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Raven tapped his fingers again on the table when Carter got to pouring the tea into the cups. The aroma was splendid, and it filled the small room with a warm earthy scent. Raven couldn't help but sigh in relief. Something about this smell reminded him of the scents of nature that he missed so much. It was a rarity to find such smells in the city, even in the small mining town, so it was a welcome pleasure. Hesitating a tad bit less, the tall man reached his hands to cup the teacup, letting the heat seep into his palms. He carefully slid the cup closer to him, to lift it to his mouth and take a sip.

"Hmmm, this is wonderful. Thank you..." He hummed softly licking his lips, the taste a mix of natural flavors Raven found was very much to his liking. He continued to drink the tea slowly, taking sips here and there and enjoying both the warmth and the taste.

"I know a little bit about magic. Some of the mages I went to before were kind enough to explain the basics to me." Raven admitted, setting the cup down but keeping his palms around it. "I know each human specializes in a certain type of magic that they take a liking to, but I never really understood how you humans cast these spells of yours. I don't know the difference between verbal and physical spells, as you phrased it, no one ever delved into that in any explanation they gave me." He explained, continuing after taking another sip from the tea. "A few of the mages I came across tried to teach me magic, to see if an animal that turned into a human could use it, but---well, I was never able to pull it off. It seems in order to use magic, you need to be born with it, and since I was born a raven, I didn't gain any magical capabilities by turning into a human... or at least that's what they told me."

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While Raven explained his understanding but lack of magic, Carter listened and sipped his tea. He had already been reasonably calm, but dark tea like this almost always helped when he was overwhelmed with stress. He hoped it had the same effect on the man across from him. It seemed like Raven had a pretty good understanding but lacked some information on the specifics. He could easily be filled in on those.

"Yes, that's right," he agreed with a nod of his head. "Humans lose their ability to pick up and learn magic as they get older. The younger we are the easier we can learn. So most humans pick a type of magic they want to focus on and perfect that branch. I chose natural magic, which also involves healing. Verbal magic is something like what you experienced when that woman yelled something at you before you were hit with her spell. We can say words that trigger the magic, then act to release the spell. But if you are skilled enough, you can learn how to use spells without saying the word. Make sense? And physical magic is something I do a lot. It's when you draw out a rune, then put magic into it. For runes, as long as you know how to perfectly draw it and put the magic into it, you don't have to be fluent in that field of magic."

Carter realized that was a lot of information all at once for Raven and he hoped he wasn't overfilling the man with words. "I don't know if I can live without magic. It must be hard. I use it to take care of my plants every day." It was a rather impressive garden and something that big required more than just pure manual labor. "But that does make sense. I always thought humans were the only creatures to be born with magic, but I always wondered if there are animals out there that can also use it."

The ginger man took another sip from his warm tea. "But I do not think we will need you to have magic to reverse this curse. You were cursed without being able to use it, so I don't see why you would need it to be un-cursed. But since she used verbal magic, it's going to make it harder to undo. With physical magic, if she cursed you with a rune, there's always a rune to undo a rune. Almost always, at least. But I am sure we can figure it out."

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Raven kept his palms around the teacup as he listened to Carter further explain how magic worked. He never quite understood why humans picked a type of magic to learn, but now it made much more sense to him. He nodded his understanding to Carter's question, but remained silent and let the man keep explaining. Verbal versus physical magic was also clearer to him, but it was a little discouraging to hear verbal magic was the more difficult variant.

"Well, I lived my entire life without magic, and I did just fine." The tall man replied, his words laced with a slight hint of bitterness. His life was perfect before he got involved with this human magic, he didn't really see what was so great about it. Taking another sip from the tea, he breathed out. "At least the curse is not dependent on me using magic, that's good news already." He agreed though he was still a little unsure how they would go about 'figuring it out'.

Well, the first step to figuring things out would probably be to read through whatever books Carter had on the subject. It was as good a place to start as any.

"I hope one of your books will give us any sort of lead." Raven finally pulled his hands away from the empty teacup, only to raise one to his mouth to cover his yawn. He then looked to the window, it was getting dark outside. Walking the distance he did today all around town and then all the way to Carter's cabin, Raven had to admit he was a little exhausted. He covered a lot more mileage today than he was used to, by foot at least. "Can we start first thing in the morning?"

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The bitterness in Raven's voice as he stated that he had been just fine without magic until now was not gone unnoticed by Carter but he chose not to push the subject. He was sure the other man was still quite displeased about being turned into a human like this and probably missed his natural bird form as well as his family and friends. Carter at least assumed crows had friends and that the flock he had mentioned was at least somewhat made of his family.

"I hope so too. But if not, we can go to the library in the city. I have a decent amount of books and they are all on different subjects so I am hopeful that one of them will at least give us a point in the right direction." He had collected many books over the years and had purposefully purchased or bartered for some that were not in his specific field of study. It was always interesting to learn about other magic even if he wasn't capable of using the other branches. One of those books had to have at least a small hint as to where they should go next.

"We can start in the morning, sure," he agreed with a nod. Carter glanced out the window and saw the sky filled with the dark colors of a setting sun. "It's better not read by candlelight anyhow. Gives me a headache. I'll go get a bed set up for you. You can help yourself to more tea while I do that if you want."

Carter got up then and went to where his bed was sitting against the wall. Near it, there was a large, very old wooden chest that, when he opened it, was filled with blankets. It got rather chilly in the winter so he never said no to a blanket. It was better to bundle up than waste precious firewood trying to heat the cabin. He took out almost all the blankets and folded them into a bed on the floor. Then, he added two more blankets on top for Raven to cover up with if he so chose. It wouldn't be the most comfortable bed in the world, but it would be warm and better than sleeping on the hardness of the wooden floor.

"I think that will do. If you find it too uncomfortable, I can try to find something else for you for tomorrow. This is all I have at the moment, though." Carter returned to the table but didn't take a seat. If Raven was ready for sleep, then he would clean up their tea cups and the tea pot before he also went to bed. He was usually an early riser which meant he was also early to bed.

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Raven nodded his agreement. He did remember seeing a library of sorts when he explored the nearby town, even if Carter's books didn't hold any clues, the library's books might. But that would have to wait for the morning.

The tall man remained to sit as Carter got up to prepare a bed for him. "Don't mind if I do." He said lightly at the offer for more tea. It really was relaxing, and it reminded him of better times. Leaning forward in his seat, Raven reached a hand to the teapot and poured another cup for himself. "Thank you, really, for everything." He said again, holding the steaming cup in his palms as he watched Carter set up the bed.

Raven set the now empty cup down and got up to his feet when the bed was ready. "Yeah this will definitely do, no need for anything else." He insisted once more, not wanting to become too much of a burden. "If you don't mind, I'll retire to sleep already, I'm rather exhausted." Raven knelt down to the floor but paused beside the improvised bed. His gaze shifted from the clean blanket to his own clothes, which weren't that tidy... "You wouldn't happen to have a change of clothes that'll fit my size, would you?" He asked, peering up at Carter from his kneeling position.

Standing up straight again, Raven finally noticed the height difference between him and the mage. He didn't pay much attention to it before, but now he figured his question was a rather stupid one. "Uhm... it's okay if you don't." He added awkwardly "I'll sleep fine either way..."

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Once Raven had declared the bed acceptable, Carter focused on cleaning up their tea cups and the tea pot. The tea was gone aside from some drops that he sopped up from the bottom of the pot with a rag. The leaves were discarded in a closed, clear jar that was about half full of other leaves. Used tea leaves couldn't make more tea, but it could always be mixed into soil for a natural fertilizer.

Carter was just about to wipe out the cups when raven asked about a change of clothes for sleeping in. The red headed man thought for a moment, thinking about what clothing he had. He didn't have much, really.

"I doubt it. I'm not quite as tall as you, but I will check just in case." He sat the cup and rag in his hand on the table and walked over to a different wooden chest. He knelt down and dug around in some neatly folded fabrics for a while until he stood with a pair of pants. "Try these. They are too large on me so I do not wear them but I don't know if they will fit you." As he spoke, he handed out the pants. They might be a little short on Raven, but if they were just for sleeping in, it wouldn't matter too much.

"We can see about getting you some new clothes tomorrow. I may be able to trade some of my vegetables tomorrow with the tailor. The townsfolk are quite easy to barter with if I have food or medicine for them." Food and medicines were not goods that frequently traveled into the town, making Carter's items occasionally highly valuable. He would rather give to the townsfolk when they were needy, but they were always willing to barter and trade when they had enough themselves.

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Raven hadn't noticed that he interrupted Carter with his work when he inquired about the nightwear. He ran a hand awkwardly through his hair when he watched the human kneel down by a chest, looking through it. After a few minutes of digging through clothes, he seemed to have found something. Raven was a little surprised that he did.

Taking the pants in his hands, he looked down at them, then up at Carter, then back down at them. Why would someone keep around a pair of pants that were too big for them? Well, no matter, it was definitely better than nothing and Raven didn't want to pry into the mage's privacy more than he already did.

"Thanks, I think these will fit me just fine." He gave a little nod, the edges of his lips lifting in a small smile. Without hesitation, Raven pulled off his shirt, revealing a rather lean yet somewhat muscular build underneath the fabric. He set the shirt down on the back of the chair nearest to his improvised bed, and then proceeded to take off his pants. It was clear that he did not care for being seen naked in front of others. It was one of the animal habits he wasn't quite able to get rid of, to the dismay of many of the humans he met before.

Not paying much attention to Carter's reaction, he moved on to wear the new pants provided to him. Carter was right, they were a little on the short side, but they did fit him okay. "Don't spend too much on me in terms of clothes tomorrow, I don't mind sleeping shirtless." He added, looking to Carter once he set all his previous clothes on the chair near him. He then sat down on the blankets, getting ready to settle in.