0 comments/ 12275 views/ 1 favorites Going to Texas By: egmontgrigor2010 CHAPTER 1 The four attractive females in their early thirties and packed into brief bikinis relaxed on deckchairs on the grass a few feet away from the tile surround of the pool at Blue Ocean Apartments. That name was a misnomer because the nearest ocean was several hundred miles away but everyone agreed it was a distinctive name that went with the distinctive architecture. A blonde guy with wide shoulders and a compact body approached the young women. "Enemy approaching from two o'clock," reported Rebecca, lifting up her shades to get a better look at him. "Hi girls," said the guy with an Aussie accent. "I'm Joe Almond." Anita said, "Just keep on walking Joe otherwise we'll complain to management you are harassing us." "Well get off your ass and complain," Joe said. "They only take complaints in person." The four women sat up to take notice of this threat. "Kevin," called Meg to a gay guy they were friendly with. Kevin trotted over eager to please and Meg said, "Get rid of this guy for us please." "Move on buster." "You appear to have had expensive dental work done Kevin. One punch from me and bang goes that investment and because you would have thrown the first punch I would not be held culpable." "Um just don't worry the girls. I'm warning you," Kevin said, and scuttled away. "You miss," Joe said, pointing at Carla. "Would you please join me in the pool." "If you give me a good enough reason I might consider it." "We are Lesbians," Meg said. "So why don't you fuck off." "I'd believe you share an apartment but that's all. I have to admit to claim you are Lesbians is a great deterrent." "Anita came up with that idea," said Meg, pointing to the curvy brunette. The other two blondes were slim, looking a mite underdone. "Come into the pool with me Carla. I don't bite." "Okay," she said, taking off her shades. Her three friends remained silent and watchful. Joe jumped into the shallow end and she went down the ladder. "Kiss me. I need you to be relaxed." She kissed him without a word and he made no attempt to cling to her so she kissed him unhurriedly. "Fine and thanks. I noticed earlier three of you are fairly even swimmers but you trailed those three. I picked your fault immediately." "I have weaker leg strength according to Meg." "Bullshit." "Pardon me?" "Look float on my arms and kick. Don't worry, I won't grab your pussy." "I'm not sure if I'd worry if you did." Joe smiled and said thanks but perhaps they could focus on that some other time. "Float and don't worry about getting your hair wet." "We don't worry about that." "Good. One of my arms will support you just below your tits and the other over your belly button. Are you comfortable about that?" "Yes." "Okay float. Good and you are now in my arms. Now kick." There was a flurry of splashing but Joe held the body moored. "Yes just as I had observed. The problem is you are bending you knees when you kick and excessive splashing is evidence of that. Now try kicking from your hips and don't bend you knees." "That's it." "It's making me roll a bit." "That will reduce as you become more confident and train your mind to swim on a relatively even keel. Bending your knees creates drag and that slows your progress. Now swim off without bending your knees. It will feel awkward but believe me you'll be swimming faster. Tomorrow morning at dawn we'll try this with flippers because that will really drum in the reality of what knee bending does." She said that was fine. "All right Carla give me two lengths. Take your time. It's no race. Just concentrate kicking with straight but not absolutely rigid legs and without knee bend." Carla swam up the pool and came back much faster. Her smile was fabulous. "You are a darling," she said, pressing into Joe and kissing him. Joe looked in the direction of the girls and gave them a piercing whistle. There was a debate and Anita began walking to the pool and the other two followed. "Jump into the pool and swim two lengths as you normally do when racing. Expect to see some improvement from Carla." "Are you a swimming coach?" "I used to swim competitively Anita and I've taught my sister's two kids to swim, that's all." The four thirty-somethings set off and began pulling away from Carla. "Hips Carla," he shouted. He repeated the reminder a minute later and then for an untrained swimmer Carla swam practically faultlessly. She finished second behind Rebecca. "Rebecca won college swim championships," Meg said proudly. "Let's see what you can do against her Joe." "Nah I have no wish to show off." "I'm game but only on one condition Joe." "What I must kiss you when we finish?" "Oh two conditions. The other condition is you race fully stretched. We really would like to see just how fast you are." "Okay. I note no diving is permitted so we start as you guys just did. Is two lengths okay Rebecca?" She nodded happily and Meg started them. The girls screamed encouragement as the race began, drawing other people poolside to watch. Joe won by more than half a length. "God you are good," Rebecca said kissing him deeply. "I'll work on Carla every morning this week and next Saturday we'll test her in a swim off with Rebecca." Meg asked would Carla win. Joe said no but providing Carla did everything he asked of her she'd really push Rebecca. Rebecca won the swim off on Saturday evening by two lengths. "God you have really improved," she said and Meg and Anita agreed. "What now for Carla?" Meg asked. "Nothing," Joe said, disappointing them all. "There's no point at her age. Perhaps when she becomes a senior. But she now has a proper swimming technique that works well for her and can enjoy it." "Then I won't have you around me any more?" Carla said, looking a little upset. "Give me a call when you get rid of your boyfriend. I'm here for another six weeks" "Peter and I are almost engaged." "Then good luck to Peter." "But Joe..." "I'm sorry Carla." "Joe I'm the only one of us without a boyfriend at present," Anita said. "I'll date you." "This had upset Carla for some reason. I have no wish..." "Date Anita, that's fine by me," Carla said bravely. Joe punched his cell phone number into Anita's phone. "Talk this over with Carla in the morning Anita and call me about whether it's still on. I have no wish to come between you guys and place a strain on your happy foursome." Anita said that made sense. Joe went off feeling rather pleased. If starting from scratch with those four women he would almost certainly have picked Anita because she had the best tits and legs and possibly the best brain but the other three were better lookers. Still it was hard to get perfection. He grinned thinking he'd come up short in some departments himself. Anita called him mid-morning. "We've had a discussion and it's settled. Carla doesn't wish to give up Peter and they all agree I should run with you." "That's the sensible outcome Anita. When do you wish to date?" "Can I come to your apartment now. I'm eager to be screwed." "What a wonderful way to begin a relationship. Please hurry." He laughed encouragingly and said he found this exciting. "Me too. I've never before allowed any guy to have sex with me without me first knowing him rather well." "Anita my sweet, I'll not let you down. Hurry over." The door to the fully furnished apartment Joe was sub-renting was open. Anita entered and closed the door behind her. Joe emerged from the kitchen wearing only shorts. He moved up confidently and kissed Anita deeply and with the aplomb of a woman over thirty she kissed him back unhurriedly and didn't bother when she felt the knot of her back-tied top being undone. The bra hooks were next to go. They broke apart and she casually tossed her upper clothing on to a chair. She knew he'd be looking at her breasts that she worried were too big. She looked up and confirmed she was right. "They are real beauties," he said as if 'they' were precious objects. She giggled a little nervously, not wishing to tell him she thought they were too big or indeed not wishing to talk about her breasts so she managed, "You have a lovely suntan." "Yeah but my dick and groin is winter white." God why was he talking about his dick? Oh yeah. She took a deep breath. "Let me see it." Joe looked a little surprised but nevertheless dropped his shorts speedily. "Omigod," Anita gulped and looked to the ceiling momentarily in confusion or was it in thanks for deliverance? "I'm a bit big so you might not like it." "No I don't believe I'm small and so no problem," she said, easing down her shorts and as she bent to kick them off Joe moved over catlike and had cupped both swinging breasts by the time she'd realized his intention. She felt her nipples activate but then that was scarcely surprising. She was here for a purpose. "D-do you want my panties off?" "Yes and then we'll kiss," he said and Anita managed to divest them without pulling Joe's hot hands off her warming and probably swelling breasts. She straightened feeling rather red-faced but it was fine because she was immediately smothered in a kiss, aware her breasts had been dropped. Like a good girl she moved until she felt her lower belly pressing against the swelling dick of the taller Joe. Anita could not recall ever being seduced by a new guy this side of lunchtime. God what a slut? Or was that simply using enterprise to take advantage of opportunity? Or did it really matter? She had no idea and her wish that he begin tonguing her nipples was granted. "These are wonderful breasts," he murmured when switching from the left one. Anita, aware she was dampening between the legs, cooed thanks and tried to push that entire breast into his mouth, believing that's what he wanted. His mumbling was incomprehensible. She reached down and grabbed his dick, relieved she could almost get her hand around it, or so it felt. She was aroused, ready for it when to her dismay Joe lifted her and dumped her on the sofa and said he'd made coffee. Anita was ready to scream. He called as he entered the kitchen, "You left me with the impression you need to know a guy before you fuck with him." "Oh shite, she had said that. Oh what a dummy. She was also staggered at the way he'd lifted her 5:11 frame. For goodness sake she weighed 140 lbs. She doubted that she could lift 50 lbs but she giggled thinking she'd bet he couldn't put on eye shadow artistically. He came in with coffee on a tray and two blueberry muffins. "Oh you've been out already?" she said conversationally and he said check the kitchen. "What?" "You want to get to know me. I suggested you check the kitchen." Anita strode out not bothering to conceal her breast and slight ass wobble. He wanted to get to know her and so would learn her breasts wobbled when unrestrained and so did her butt, er just a little. This was a useless exercise. He would have tidied the kitchen to impress her. Well impress her he did. The bench was in a mess of spilt flour and dirty dishes. An oven tray was in the sink along with a shifter and an empty can of blueberries. Blueberries. Christ he'd baked the muffins. She hurried back and called, ""My tits wobble." "I love hearing that confirmation and love you referring them to tits for my benefit. Sorry the kitchen is in a mess. I ran out of time to clear away." "It's okay. So you went out this morning and brought these muffins?" He tried hard to conceal his disappointment, looking somewhat like a young kid who'd just told he couldn't go out to play. She waited till her mouth was empty and said, "You are a great cook. Good boy. I can only do toast." "Thanks and I'm sure you can produce great meals. I just felt the urge to show off to allow you to know I have an ego and a desire to impress." "Oooh." They chatted for a good hour and Anita was aware she'd gone as flat as a pancake. "Well I ought to be going." That was supposed to be a hint to Joe to say no-no-no; that he'd work her up and they'd have great sex. But no, the fool just smiled without looking disappointed and asked politely could he dress her. What? Anita sighed and said she supposed so. She stepped into one leg of her panties and then the other and as he pulled them up his head went forward and he sniffed loudly over her vulva. Anita almost ejaculated. The experience had shaken her and sped up her rate of breathing. He pulled the panties on fully, licked her navel and then slapped her ass. That made her begin to grunt like a lioness on heat. She tried to conceal her rising passion. He now had her boobs in the bra and she could feel the head of his dick right at her back door. "Oh god," she wailed and unable to hold her pretence any longer grabbled him and spun him around and began licking his face. Her tongue fell into his mouth and he sucked it and was squeezing her boobs and she was groaning and he was mumbling something that sounded very much like "Ob baby" and she came. Anita thought Jesus that must have wet him. She was appalled but he ignored it and was pushing a couple of fingers at her pussy and she knew she was wet enough for them to go straight in. She pushed her panties down and he caught them with his foot and completed their removal. He was saying "Oh baby, don't go, don't go." She was going nowhere except to the floor and she dragged him down with her. Anita gave him a minute of finger play and then said huskily, "Please feed it in." "Without a condom?" Oh no, what if he didn't have one handy; would she explode? "Nah if you believe you are safe go ahead. I'm on the pill." Anita always thought this was one of life's most exquisite moments... feeling a guy's cock pushing up her tube like a good news messenger running up a ally. Ah bliss. She smiled, mouth open, up at him. He pulled her compliant legs on to his shoulders and then watching her closely, smiling softly, he began to rock. She rocked back at him and brushed his fringe aside. He lengthened his stroke and she caught the rhythm and thrust back at him as far as she could and that really brought a big smile to his face. She felt she was up in the clouds and ogled him and whispered, "You are such a beautiful man." He beamed but caught himself and said, "Go on I bet you say that to other guys." "I don't believe I've ever said that to anyone before," Anita said, being so woolly in her thinking she really had no idea whether she was lying. Joe appeared shocked at being caught by surprise and began jerking at the groin and she could only imagine he was flooding the upper barrel of her vagina. She hoped he would get her to suck him soon and that would give her the opportunity to taste his semen to determine whether she would want to swallow it. Why she would want to swallow it she had no idea, Anita thought, confessing to herself she didn't know a great deal about sex although she was not without practice. "Gee sorry," he puffed. "I got off rather quickly." "It was fine, really beautiful," she said and lied, "I think I felt it gushing up me." The truth was she'd felt his dick jerking at the entrance to her vagina but that was about all. That's why she really liked missionary because at the point of ejaculation she enjoyed watching the guy's face screw up, perhaps his head would jerk back and his mouth would fall open showing all his teeth and his forehead would really contort momentarily. Some guys yelled, some just groaned while some like this one just emitted big sighs as if announcing fuck he was glad he'd managed to show he could ejaculate. Most would be sweating. Joe was talking to her. "What?" "Do you want to suck my dick; it's still dripping although some of that could be you?" "Oh if you wish me to do that." He snorted don't bother and she realized he probably regarded that as a rejection so shouted, ""Hey let me suck it." He looked like a kid who's just found his favorite toy. Slowly she took in as much as she could in the first attempt and he looked rather impressed. He tasted okay so she swallowed and choked a little. Joe looked a mite concerned and realizing she was okay said in total openness, "Oh baby, do I really like you." Yeah well she was sucking him and swallowing so what else would a guy want? But that huge compliment had appeared to come from the heart. Omigod, he really liked her! She said eagerly in response, "I'm ready to go again if that's what you want." "Oh shit baby, please allow me a bit of a breather. We both put an incredible amount of intensity. Give me ten minutes and perhaps you can take it up the butt?" What? Holy shit. That was taking rather too much for granted. She had defensively, "Or we could have a quick shower and go down to the pool." He considered that, eyeing her left hip that blocked his view of her butt. "Well okay providing you'll sleep here tonight." "Yes I'd like to do that. I really would. Um do we have to rush into anal?" "Nah. We don't even have to do it unless you are comfortable about it." "Oh good. You start clearing the kitchen. I have to go off and clean up. God you must have pumped a full pint up me." He grinned, taking credit for that total impossibility. Anita knew the score because she'd been one of eleven females to jerk off their guy at a freshman's college party to find which guy could full one of the small eggcups and none had come (ha!) near to get near to filling it. She went off to shower thankful she hadn't been asked what she'd just been thinking. Her roommates were not at the pool so while Joe began peeling off lengths she called her best pal Rebecca who was watching TV. "How was he sweetheart." "Unbelievable but if the others ask just say okay." "Right, good thinking. Actually Peter wasn't able to come with us tonight and that put Carla in a mood but he's just called to say his mom has let him off the hook and he can be with us. I'm about to book a table at Oliver's. Do you two wish to join us?" "Yes." "Baby I really don't think Joe is one of those guys who would tolerate having decisions made for him. You lost Al and Jacob for that very reason, remember?" "Oh god thanks. Just a moment." Joe saw Anita standing making a stop sign and so stood and pushed water off his face. "The girls and guys are eating at a pizza joint tonight. Should we join them?" "I thought you'd be the kind of girl who'd make that decision for me?" "Who me? No way." "The answer is yes provided they do steaks." "They don't but they do great barbecue ribs. Please Joe?" "Yeah okay. Come and join me when you finish the call." The girls were pleased because Peter, Angelo and Kurt related to Joe ever so well and where surprised that an Australia could talk baseball and knew about American football. Joe surprised the girls saying although he'd lived most of his life in Australia his mom was America and had come home to her parents at a place called McGregor just out of Waco where he was born and so had dual passports. The girls looked at Anita and giggled, noting she was just as surprised as they were. Kurt said, "All I can say is you don't look like a Texan" and that began a debate what Texans looked like and Joe sent them really laughing by adopting an exaggerated Texan drawl and saying one thing was sure, you have to show your resent at being told George W. Bush or Waco jokes. The relationship between Anita and Joe flourished. They saw each other every day and she stayed in his apartment on Friday and Saturday nights. Anita was due to go home in two weeks for her mom's birthday and shyly asked would Joe care to accompany her. Going to Texas "You mean to meet the family and the extended family?" "Yes and mom's friends will be there. Dad and mom are in small city law and that's why I broke out of the mould because I don't like small towns. I left Leighton Oaks to go to college to study finance and settled here after graduation. But Joe there's nothing significant about this invitation. I just would like you to see where I grew up." "Okay on one condition." "If anyone mentions engagement or marriage I'll kill them." "No that's okay. Let them live. Three weeks after that I want you to come with me on the road for a month. I'm hiring a car and with be looking around Dallas-Fort Worth to invest in some sort of business that will provide me with an income and as well support my grandparents very comfortably in their retirement. They want me to locate near them and it's their money I'll be investing. Both are in good health and expect to live into very old age. Anita hedged, "Then I'll think about it." "Just says yes baby otherwise I'll say I'll have to think about going to your mom's birthday." "Oh crap. This is pressuring me. I could lose my job by asking for a month off work." "Well then resign. Plenty of businesses are advertising for chief financial controllers." "But I'd loose my seniority." "So which matters most to you, job seniority or spending a month with me roaming about and having some of the best fun of your life?" "Oh god." "I'm applying the pressure baby. Say it." "I choose Texas." "Right, we will be going to Texas and now give me that cute smile." "That's the girl. Easy wasn't it? When I acquire a company it's likely I the chief financial controller will require a new deputy, pushing the existing one sideways with a sweetener. Good eh?" "I-I think so." "Why sound nervous?" "Joe my parents are small city attorneys who are very conservative. Your grandfather sounds like he's someone important, probably a millionaire." "So what? He left ranching to become a millionaire. Grandma was a secretary in his office when he came in all dusty and sweaty one afternoon and caught her bending over the filing cabinet displaying stockings held up by straps and he rushed her and mom yelled to lock the door. Dad was almost broke in those days and he owed her promised bonuses. Mom related that story at the wedding and said when she'd heard him coming up the steps to the pokey on-site construction office she faced the door and bent over the filing cabinet. In her words she said, "In the hope to snare the asshole. He was too beset by financial problems to notice I was pretty." "Omigod," Anita said, shrieking in laughter. "Grandma came from Western Australia and they breed them tough and produce real characters out there. A year after the wedding her parents were facing having to walk off their ranch or station as Australians call big farms. With the last of the bank loan money running out he hired a team of geologists to take a close look at his piece of dirt that was about the size of Los Angeles. And they found something, plenty of mineral rich ore but no gold. A few years later grandma's remaining parent died and she inherited a couple of million bucks as her share of the estate along with her sister and brother. Everyone thinks granddad is wealthy but he loses more than he ever makes. It's grandma with the big money and he continues to lose money faster than ever before because his decision-making has not improved. She wants her money she'd made from mainly good investments placed out of reach of him. Therefore she wants it in a business run by me that will ultimately become my inheritance." "But what about your parents; you never talk about them?" "Their boat sank off the coast of northern New South Wales one Saturday when they were out fishing and their craft overturned. The boat was towed ashore and pulled out of the water with a crane. Their bodies and that of a friend were found in the cabin where apparently they had been having lunch." "Omigod, how awful for you. Oh my poor darling," Anita said, hugging Joe and stroking his face and cooing to him. A few minutes later he pulled away and croaked, "That's what I really like about you Anita. You are like grandma... you are two women who genuinely like me, I mean going beyond the point of just liking me." "Well I'm coming to love you." "Jesus Anita, careful how you emote." Anita just laughed and said she'd get coffee. She'd received the message not to push too hard. CHAPTER 2 Anita's parents welcomed her warmly and Anita was disappointed that Brandy the family dog didn't recognize her and appeared to be keener about Joe. "It's lovely to meet you Joe," Kate her mother said, embarrassing Anita by looking at Joe closely to assess his breeding lines. Kate had grown up on a horse ranch. "Welcome to our home young man," Ronald her father said and asked, "Do you play golf." "Yes sir." "Call me Ronald but never Ron. We must have a game. According to what my wife has been told on the phone you are primarily Australian but are looking to resettle in Texas where you were born." "Yes that's correct?" The New England attorney laughed and said he rather disliked Texas. "Texans have over-exploited their state." "Daddy please. What do you really know about Texas?" "I've been there twice and seen the despoliation of vast tracts of former grasslands. Aren't I right boy?" "I wouldn't know but I guess over-stocking, deforestation and climate change has affected grasslands in many counties and I've been to both New York and Los Angeles and when I see what man has done to both those habitats I shake my head in wonder." "Are you criticizing New York? My mother is a New Yorker." "I'd call it a bystander's observation but I guess it carries implied criticism." "Well you sound honest, that's all I should say." "Ronald just has to show who's boss around here young man and please call me Kate. You know he has clients who think its great having a gruff straight-shooter as their attorney." "I bet there's a balance in your practice Kate, with you attracting clients looking for grace and sensitivity from their attorney." "Oh Joe how perceptive of you," Kate said taking his arm. "Come along to your room where you'll be sharing with Anita. She admitted on the phone she sometimes sleeps with you. Ronald and I had a big row about this and guess who won? Now that's an example where the meek sometimes cannot be swept aside. That's why Ronald and I get along so famously; he has the intelligence to know when to back off." "You sound a real character Kate." She laughed and Anita turned to her father and smiled, saying that those two were hitting it off. "Your mother was always a sucker for a good-looking guy." "Yes daddy and what the hell had happened to your hair and your face and your body?" Ronald grinned and hugged his daughter and said welcome home baby, baby because Anita had an older brother and sister. Later Brandy arrived beside Joe with her lead, inviting him to go for a walk. He attached the lead and looked at Anita but she said to go and not to get lost. She wished to talk to her parents. Kate and Ronald looked at their daughter in dismay. "You have resigned that great job to go all the way to Dallas with a guy your hardly know," Kate said, bottom lip trembling. "You can't sleep with a guy for almost a month and hardly know him mother and Dallas is only a bit farther away from here than New York." "It's ten times the driving distance away," thundered her father. "Then fly if you wish to visit us dad. You can drive around there in my car." "You don't have a car." "I will when settled in Dallas or Fort Worth." "I forbid you to go." "Can it dad. God little wonder mom has so much trouble with you." "No you look here..." "Can it Ronald," said his wife, dabbing her eyes. "Why don't you think you job is all that great? You're working in Manhattan for goodness sake?" "Remove the bullshit mom and apart from a few features Manhattan is just another place. My workplace is not on Fifth Avenue mom as you appear to think it is. The travel agencies are in the good locations but we at head office are crowded in a soulless office block in the middle of a scruffy neighborhood where one can't risk walking at night even with company." "But you were excited when you won selection and said you were working with great people?" "Yes mom but the excitement faded and the people mostly showed their pleasantness was an veneer but some remain great and get to the right places New York is great and where I live is great." "Then why not relocate with another business in New York, even in travel?" suggested her father." "Because Joe is leaving New York as his vacation has ended and he's invited your daughter to accompany her, that's why," Kate sniffed. "The very same reason mom left her parent's beautiful ranch to come with you to this dump," Anita said. "That's bullshit." "Stop it Ronald. You know it's true and you know we have lost this one. You ought to know that by your daughter's aggression. Darling this town is not a dump; the people are generally good people and you know it." "Yes mom I concede that. I guess I just feel at home in big cities. This time I'll take care to influence Joe where we live." "What is he dumps you?" "I am a little more optimistic than that mother but I do this deal with you both. You have Joe with you all day tomorrow and until after your birthday lunch next day. We fly out at 6:00. If you both tell me after Sunday lunch you have misgivings about Joe as a potential son then I'll not go to Texas." Ronald grouched, "You can't hang that responsibility on us." "Shut up Ronald. Our baby had often challenged us and tell me, how many times has she lost?" "But those were incidental things. This is putting a potential marriage at stake." "Stop being so negative Ronald. All right baby, I accept the challenge providing you don't forewarn Joe what he's up against." "Oh god, all right," Anita said, her confidence taking a tumble. "It's only fair darling," Kate smiled. "We all know how to win something by stacking the odds in our favor. I don't wish you to influence him in this at all." "Jesus mom do you have to be such a bitch?" "Fetch met that old rubber spatula darling." Ronald looked aghast. "You can't paddle the ass of your daughter now she's a woman." "It's okay dad. I apologize for bad-mouthing you mom and I'll comply fully with your conditions. I have confidence in Joe." Kate said, "Take him to golf in the morning Ronald." He scratched his neck and said sorry but he was playing in his regular four. "They are your pals right." "You know they are Kate; you see enough of them." "Then ask one of them to stand aside. That's what pals do for a pal isn't it?" "I guess so. I'll call Ryan now." ""No you all push him around. Make this a test of friendship. Call Noah." "Jesus Kate, are you insane?" "Fetch me the rubber spatula Anita." "No it's okay, I'll call him first and know he'll say no." "He might say yes if you give him the chance of doing you a favor." "Well Kate Allen. Allow me to prove you wrong." Arnold came back from the phone looking sheepish and the women laughed and Anita said, "Thanks dad. Now mom you arrange to take him somewhere tomorrow. Oh I know, get him to row you on the lake and have afternoon tea at the pavilion." "God he won't want to do that?" "Ask him mom. He might be too polite to decline. It will be a great test to assess the quality of his manners and depth of his conversation prowess with a woman old enough to be his mother." "All right, what you say makes sense. It he doesn't like the idea of rowing we'll just walk through the park and still end up at the pavilion." The men arrived home wearing big smiles. "Kate clucked, "They obviously won the match and have had a few beers." Ronald fetched drinks for everyone. "This young man," he said proudly, arm around Joe's shoulder, "finds it impossible to hit consistently but he's probably the longest hitter in our club although today he hit five of his big drives out of bounds. But I held our side together, almost playing out of my skin and Joe drove the 17th par-four green when I hit into the lake and then he sank a 50 foot putt...." "About 35 foot I'd say Ron." "Yeah well let's compromise and say 42 feet. We both got par fours on the 18th and Ryan and Ollie were all ready belly up after Joe's amazing eagle on the 17th and finished with one-overs. Oh what a morning! They were sour about their loss but both gave our boy bear hugs and invited him to play with him again." The two women exchanged smiles and Anita said, "Dad could you take me to see Jenny Withers this afternoon to see her and her fourth baby. She and her parents are clients of yours." "Er I was thinking of taking Joe to car racing this afternoon." "Okay dad if car racing is more important than your daughter." "Can't your mother..." "I was asking you dad. It's a little opportunity to spend time with you. It won't take longer than an hour." "What would you like to do this afternoon Joe?" "I'd be happy to hang out with you Kate. I guess you'll want to grill me a bit?" "Whatever for?" "To assess my suitability to be kicking around with your youngest daughter." "Oh you're passed that test. I see the way she looks at you." "Huh?" "Please Joe, do you have to be thick about emotional attachment just like most men?" "The way she looks at me? I must look out for it. Um let's take Brandy for a walk, that is if you'd like to do that Kate." "Oh that sounds lovely. Take mom for a row on the lake. She loves that?" Ronald looked surprised. "Since when?" "Dad you don't know everything." The lake row went well although Kate had to keep her arms around Brandy to stop the dog jumping in after waterfowl. In the pavilion Joe was the youngest male adult by at least twenty years. "Tell me about your late parents Joe. That's if you don't mind talking about them. Anita told me about the tragedy." "Mom's doing big time in jail for murdering dad." Kate dropped the cup and it broke the saucer and the cup handle broke off. After the mess was cleared Kate said, "Oh Joe." "It's okay. Mom claimed it was an accident but I'm not sure. She claimed she and dad were having a big row and he chased her into the kitchen and she grabbed the kitchen knife to defend herself and pushed it into his stomach." "Omigod. How terrible." "She admitted during the trial to having had a long affair with one of our neighbors, Evan Kennedy. I was living in Sydney and knew nothing about that but had to say in court that relations between mom and dad had been at an all-time low and my brother Pete gave similar testimony. Kate please understand. I didn't want Anita to know about this simply because there is no reason to know and I'll never return to Australia. Pete who is my twin will visit me here but will never talk about our parents." "But I don't understand. Why are you telling me this when there is no need? I'd already accepted the boat tragedy story." "To allow you to decide whether I'm a suitable person for your daughter as my mother is a convicted murderess. I wanted you to also know that if I think it necessary to lie to Anita then I will. If you believe I'm unsuitable for Anita then I shall go to Texas alone." "No, definitely no. I want you and Anita to have a beautiful life together. I feel like hugging you my poor boy." "Then hug me. Fuck what these other people think." "Joe." "Oh sorry. I just used the F-word." "No I mean come to me and let me hug you." Anita and her father were on the deck drinking wine when Kate, Joe and Brandy returned. Father and daughter noticed Kate's arm tucked through Joe's free arm. Joe returned with two more glasses and another bottle of wine. Joe said, "Well here's a toast to the birthday girl and may lunch tomorrow be a great occasion for you Kate." "Thank you Joe. Anita has told us that she has resigned her job with the intention of going to Texas with you. Well Ronald and I are happy about that providing there will be an open invitation for us to visit you." "Omigod, that's wonderful mom," Anita said, and rushed to her mother and kissed her and whispered, "Don't ever tell him about the deal I had with you guys." She said to the same thing to her dad when kissing him. "I knew if I gave you guys time to think about it and a little time to get to know Joe you wouldn't have any real objection." Joe said, "I'm pleased about that. Thanks Kate, thanks Ron." Both women were aware they knew no other person permitted to shorten Ronald's name. "Well Dallas is only a bit father away than New York when you jump on an airplane, that's what I thought," Ronald lied. "Anita whatever made you think we'd have any objection?" Kate lied. Joe looked at them suspiciously. "This all sounds a little too pat. I smell some sort of conspiracy." Kate, Ronald and Anita lied, emphatically denying that. "Cheers," Joe said, continuing to eye them as if expecting one of them to buckle and admit the truth. As Joe and Anita took their seats on the New York-bound small aircraft the following evening she said she was so excited. "Soon we'll be going to Texas. My girlfriends will be devastated but they'll put on a big party for us." "Yeah I suppose they will." "But we'll be back on a visit. Carla and Peter are bound to invite us to their wedding. We've gotten on with them so well." "I'd like that. They are so suited and should do well in life after marriage. That was a swell lunch. Your mom's friends and you sister did us real proud and you mom sat there like a real Queen Bee." "Yes she was very happy indeed. I think my sister is half in love with your already." "Jesus she's married with a kid and anyway she doesn't have your sexy tits and butt." "Joe you mustn't judge people by their breasts and butts and she simply feels emotionally in tune with you. She is very happy married to Enzo." ""Yeah well they are a great couple. What's their kid like?" "Lucas is a lovely little blonde. He's three." "Perhaps we should invite them to vacation with us when we settled." Anita snuggled up to him and said she was delighted he was interfacing with her family so well. "They're all good guys, that's why." A little surprised by that statement Anita smiled and said yes they were. "I have a twin brother." Anita sat up straight in surprise and a flight attendant told her to buckle her seat belt. * * * In Dallas they signed into the Crown Plaza on Elm for two nights before settling into a serviced apartment long term. "Well ready to look around?" Anita said she was highly excited. "Could you have sex first and then I'll freshen up." "Yeah my not? Dallas can wait." They rocked into a sixty-nine and expected to sweat because the air-con was struggling with the outside temperature into the high nineties. She sucked one of his big hairless balls because she'd convince him to shave and what a fight that had been. He'd accused her of attempting to turn him into a gay dude but she won him over saying she'd let her pubic hair grow unless he cooperated. Anita felt hugely emotional when his thick dick entered her and guessed she knew what that was about, being at the peak of her cycle for reproduction. She'd long decided she'd like a couple of babies by the time she was thirty-six, no later. As usual his thrusting drove her crazy and she gushed when he rammed a finger up her ass. Anita kept on going, almost exhausted and when he yelled squeeze she squeezed and he flooded her, and red-faced and panting rolled alongside her and clutched her but the big difference this time he gurgled, "I'm in love with you." Going to Texas Anita, momentarily freezing in shock, finally managed, "That's lovely. That's the first time you've really emoted to me." "I only emote when I really mean it." Excitement raced through her body and, exhausted, she slept for about forty minutes and then jumped up and showered. She shook Joe awake and said, "Come on you fucker, it's time to do Dallas." He laughed and said okay Debbie. Why the hell he had decided to call her Debbie she had no idea. That evening in a delightful small Italian restaurant Anita said, "Let's try to find a place near here. These people who greeted us make me feel so welcome and look how there are interacting with their other diners." "It's an Italian thing. I dated an Italian student when I was at university in Sydney..." She gaped, "You went to university?" "Yeah and I have a masters in commerce, majoring in management." "But you've never said anything about that?" "Well you never asked. Anyway where was I? Oh yes, Delfina taught me to appeal to Italian women who pride themselves on their food. You watch when this momma brings us our appetizers. Her husband arrived with fried calamari for Joe and caesar salad for Anita. She shook in suppressed laughter at his obvious disappointment. But the jolly wife arrived with their chicken dishes. "Oh mamma, this looks so beautiful. Oh that sauce, the color. It's something to die for." Anita couldn't believe it. The woman burst into tears and hauled her male patron into her ample breasts and murmured to him in Italian. "Mama we must come here again. We must come here always." The restaurateur kissed Anita and said, "You are married to such a lovely man. Feed him well." As they walked arm-in-arm from the restaurant Joe said, "You are right. We should locate near here and go to that place as our family restaurant." "Yes, the food and the atmosphere... well everything was just so lovely. Joe can to talk about something very personal." "Oh I have BO? " he grinned. "I'd like to come off the pill and have a baby, you being the father but I would take full responsibility for the baby." "But it would be our baby." "Well yes but you might not want a baby." "A baby with you as the mother? Of course I would. You come off the pill and I'll fuck you legless every night." "Um we won't have to change what we do Joe. I'll just be off the pill and you won't notice any difference. I suggest you forget we had this conversation. If it happens it will happen." "I'll stuff myself with oysters and eat other stuff that will increase my sperm count." "Joe please, stop thinking about it. Just behave normally and fuck me only when you get the urge. This is not some sort of contest." "Oh yeah. Not a contest. What will we call it?" "It?" Anita sighed. "It seems I'll have to be raising a father as well as a first child." "First child you say? Before you were only talking about one kid?" The only reply Joe received was one of those unfathomable smiles women excel at when they wish to say nothing that will incriminate them. THE END