Not easily explained.
Prairie Dad
My Perversion I impart to you,
Guard it with your life,
Use it as you will,
Enjoy it to the utmost.
Prairie Dad
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Standing in front of the community bulletin board beside the post office stands a 40 year old, 6 foot tall, prematurely balding man. He’s handsomely rugged but not overly muscular and has long athletic legs. Dressed in a white T shirt covering his slim build and denim cut offs.
The ‘small town’ community bulletin board is a throw back to a pre cell phone, pre social media era. It has a few interesting notices concerning community events and other notifications.
The middle aged man, Ken, is focused on the obituary notices as he usually is.
It’s a personal quirk of his, reading other peoples obituaries.
Across the street, and observing him stands a young 23 year old woman, Jennifer, 5’7″ in height, with wavy shoulder length brunette hair. There’s nothing outstanding about her physical appearance. Just a typical young beautiful woman. What stands out about her is her attire, a V neck green T shirt pulled tightly over her braless and perky breasts and the skimpy white booty shorts she wears, pulled tight over her butt displaying her lengthy and shapely athletic legs, as well as her bubble butt ass. Transforming the ‘nothing outstanding’ to ‘outstanding’.
Anybody bothering to look would see this. However, besides herself and the man at the Bulletin Board the street is deserted. Afterall it is only 6:00 am.
She looks down, again, at the photo she holds in her hands and mutters, “Yep, that’s him.” Smiling to herself and saying quietly, “I found you daddy. Guess who I am?” Followed with a giggle. “Mommy will be so proud of my investigative skills. Now for the hard part.”
Jennifer isn’t here by accident or coincidence as she attends the local college. In addition to that fact she’s here on a mission, to find her daddy, seduce him and fuck him. For reasons she cannot explain she obsesses over this mission, even to the point of saving herself, her virginity, for her daddy.
Where this obsession came from she can not tell you, other than it burns within her. Her fantasy, pure and simple, is to fuck her natural daddy. And being a determined person she intends to get what she wants.
She steps off the curb to cross the street.
A few minutes later, after crossing the street and walking up behind and standing beside Ken her voice rings out, “See anything interesting?”
“Nah, not today, couple obits from last week is all. Nuthin new. Good to know my names not up there,” He laughs, turning his head and looking at the origin of the voice. “Black humour,” he smiles. Laughing while looking over the young girl beside him. “Wow, you’re up early. What’s a gorgeous babe like you doing out this early? You seeing anything that perks your interest?” Ken continue smiling at his visitor to whom he is addressing.
The girl smiles herself, “Thank you for the compliment. It’s always nice to hear. I’m not used to being called a gorgeous babe though.” Laughing. “Guys, these days are more guarded with what they say. To answer your question, jogging. I’m out jogging. You know, quiet street, no one around ogling me, except you,” laughing.
“To answer your other question, Unfortunately, no. This town is sure hard on students. Actually its the shits.” a quiet giggle following. “Guess we’re both disappointed today,” she laughs. “You always check for your obit?”
Her face radiates with a grin.
“I’m sorry to hear the town is the shits. Care to elaborate? Oh, by the way, Ken’s the name. Rude of me not to have introduced myself. And I wasn’t ogling you, merely observing”
“Hey Ken, I’m Jennifer. I’m glad your obit isn’t up on the board today and, for that matter, not for several years either. Even if you were just joking. Ogling, observing, same difference.”
“I suppose it is. I’m sorry if I offended you. And thank you Jennifer for wishing me long life. Must be boredom on my part, checking the obits. Again how come the towns the shits?”
“I need a place to stay while attending the local college. The student residences are too expensive and the house I lived in last year was sold and the new people aren’t renting rooms to students. You wouldn’t be interested would you, in renting a room? By the way, I’m not offended,” smiling, “its nice to be admired.”
“C’mon, I’m on my morning walk. I just stopped to check the bulletin board. If you got the time, walk with me. We’ll walk and talk.”
“Sure, okay. I have no place to be.” A smile on her face, thinking ‘this is working out great’.
They start off down the street, “I usually do about three miles before breakfast but I’m runnin a little late today. Otherwise you woulda missed me.”
“Running late?” Laughing. “How early do you start?”
“Usually at 5.”
Covering the first block in silence, they turn a corner and head toward the park.
Jennifer has good momentum, walking and jogging, and accidently struts ahead of Ken from time to time.
When she does, he can’t help but notice two things, her long, curvy athletic legs and the most divinely shaped bubble butt wrapped in the skimpiest and most revealing tight short shorts. Ken licks his lips. Ken guesses Jennifer is in her early 20’s and in his estimation, quite attractive. Her long legs are definitely made for walking and she sure stretches them out. Ken’s a fast walker but Jennifer definitely matches his every step and even more so. Her every step putting a lil jiggle in her butt. A third observation comes to Kens mind, how much Jennifer looks like and reminds him of a woman he once knew.
“Goodness gracious woman, you walk fast.” he manages to sputter.
“Yep,” she responds. “Like you, I like walking too. So, whatdya think about renting me a room?”
“Slow down with your questions girl. We just met. Give me time to think and process what you’re asking me. Geez.”
“Shit, I’m sorry. Its just that I’m kinda panicking.”
“No need to panic.”
“Hmmm, well you gotta know I’ve kinda gotten used to living alone. Set in my ways you could say. Ever since my wife died last year, its just been me. Gawd I miss her,” A sniffle, “She was so exciting to be with and we had so much fun. My kids tried to convince me to move back east and live with them but I wouldn’t have nuthin to do with that. I like my life here in a small prairie town. But I gotta tell you it is very lonely and boring. So I suppose I could use some excitement in my life.” Laughing. “But, you see, thing is, like I said I’m set in my ways. Not sure if you’d be comfortable sharing a house with a horny middle aged man. Besides, I like my quiet times, reading and putzing in the garden.”
Jennifer pipes up as I finish, “You miss your wife real bad don’t you Ken. I’m so sorry for your loss, by the way. I can’t imagine what its like. I can tell you really loved her, just by the way you are talking now.”
“Yep, sure do Jen. It was a blast right up to the last day,” sniffing back some tears. “Sorry. It hurts whenever I think about her. Pam’s her name. A wonderful wonderful wife. My best friend and lover for 20 years and so open to new things.”
She slips her hand into Kens hand. “There’s a bench up ahead. Lets sit down.”
They enter the park and stop at the bench, sitting down side by side facing one another.
Jennifer, wearing a tight green T shirt and shorts, turns and faces Ken wrapping her arms around him. Ken thinking, ‘my gawd she looks good. Fuck me’.
“I assure you Ken, I’m here to attend college and am not a social butterfly. Far from it. So, whatever misgivings you may have in allowing me into your home, I am not a party animal. No boyfriends, no girlfriends. At least not here in this town I don’t have any girlfriends. Its lonely for me too. The boys, they can all go piss off. I wanna education, not distractions. The local college has a great program training nurses which I am studying for.”
Ken begins saying something….. until, Jen raises a finger stopping him and continues speaking.
“Shhhh, let me finish please. You don’t look that old to me, mid 40’s I’d guess and I kinda like older men. For the most part they are kind, courteous, behave themselves and are definitely more mature. As for you being horny too, well I suppose you’ve got that under control and know what to do.” She laughs. “Sorry. Couldn’t resist. And, I’ll try and be good company for you. As for exciting I’ll let you be the judge.” She giggles.
I’m not sure what to say, other than, “Just having you in the house with me will be exciting” Laughing. “C’mon, I’ll show you the house.”
“That’s great. Does that mean, ‘yes” you’ll let me board with you?”
“Just follow me. One thing at a time.”
“You’re a little tease aren’t you Ken?”
Looking her over, again, Ken says, “And you’re not?” Laughing.
He smiles over at Jen and they both stand and continue their walk.
“Does it bother you, the way I dress?”
“On the contrary, I love it. Could be a lethal weapon though, me being horny and short on excitement and you wearing short shorts.” Laughing.
Jennifer’s shoots a glance over the bulge in Kens Cut offs, “I can tell. You did say you wanted excitement,” Giggling and thinking again, ‘this is working out better than I thought it would’.
“So Ken, you’re what they call an ass man? A man who appreciates a woman’s derriere.”
“Most definitely, You could say that.”
Ten minutes later, Kens leading Jennifer into the house. “I’m going to put the coffee on. Sit down and relax. No, don’t! Changed my mind. Take a look around and see if you like it, then come sit. Bathroom is first door on the left if you need it.” Jen exits the kitchen.
On hearing Jen come out of the bathroom, Ken decides its his turn.
Then, as the coffee brews and sitting at the kitchen table Ken reflects on the mornings events, a hand draped over the lump in his cut offs, his bulging erection, and thinks, ‘she is one hot babe, and the way she dresses, WOW’. A low whistle. And who does she remind me of? Shaking his head.
Once the coffee is brewed Ken stands to retrieve two cups and fill them with the hot beverage before sitting back down at the kitchen table.