I first met Mandy back in the 1970s when I was in primary school. I had become friends with Mike who had two younger siblings - Steph and Mandy. Although I was friends with Mike I really didn't have much interaction with his sisters... in fact they were probably seen more as a hindrance.
Over time Mike and I drifted apart as university, career and family commitments became a priority, Mike eventually married and moved interstate, Steph also moved northwards and Mandy was busy with her career and being a single mum by choice.
I had also become a single dad around the same time in my early 30s whereas Mandy was 22 when her daughter was born.
Despite Mike and I living on either side of the country, my parents were still firm friends with Mandy's mother and when they would visit Mandy's mother they would also bring along my toddler daughter as Mandy at the time shared a house with er mother. Over time both my daughter and Mandy's daughter became quite good friends and we would arrange playdates.
As my daughter grew into a teenager I would often be 'dad's taxi service' to drive across town with her for a date with Mandy's daughter. By this time Mandy's career was in local government as was mine and we would 'talk shop' over her excellent coffee and home made goodies as the girls would play or go for a walk to the local shopping centre.
As mentioned Mandy was a single parent by choice which I thought was very brave. Mandy mentioned she had a few male friends on a purely platonic basis and was very much devoted to career and family. Unlike my friend Mike and sister Steph, Mandy was not all that into fitness and by way of family genes was both tall and curvy. Mandy was more into baking, cheese and wine.
Being single myself (not by choice) I appreciated Mandy's company and friendship through our respective daughters and I must admit I was exceedingly attracted to her personality not to mention her curves which in my opinion were attractive and appealing. I have always been drawn to curvy woman rather than stick figures. Mandy does look after herself with regular swims and is also active in the local netball club.
At times I would wonder if Mandy had any 'real' dates or if there was a boyfriend on the side that she kept hidden.
Fast forward to the now and our respective daughters are in Year 12 and amongst common interests in Taylor Swift, football players with tight buns and cats they also share a love of cooking. Mandy had moved out from her mother's and had a lovely unit overlooking the bay. On this day they had arranged to go to the Royal Show for a day out attending stalls, workshops and all things relating to food. It would also assist with their forthcoming final year exams.
Once again 'dad's taxi service' came to the fore however today my daughter was driving on her "L" plates with me as alert passenger and guide to Mandy's house. Once arrived I could smell the fresh coffee and announced our arrival.
"Hi Steven," trilled Mandy's daughter as she bounded across the room and gave my daughter a hug.
"Are we ready for our big adventure," she asked of my daughter.
"100%. I have some cool bags in my pack and the tickets as we arranged. It should be as dad says a grand day out," my daughter responded.
"Hi there Steven", said another voice and it was Mandy coming around the corner. "Sorry I've just come back from a swim and run so am not my best but the coffee is on so help yourself".
Mandy looked quite amazing in her gym gear which accentuated her curves beautifully... I had always admired Mandy's breasts and bottom (discreetly of course) and I felt a little jump in my pants.
"Okay girls," Mandy commanded. "Are you all set? Have fun but be careful about the sun and drink plenty of water... well you know the drill. I am happy to pick you up from the station this evening if you like or Steven... what are your plans?"
For a fleeting moment I had a thought about Mandy naked but banished it abruptly.
"Well...," I replied. "I am footloose and fancy free to coin the phrase but brought my laptop. Mandy I thought we could work through some of those local government submissions our respective Councils are looking at...if you are er... not too busy... it is a Saturday after all but I am on call so..."
"Say no more," Mandy exclaimed. "Happy for you to use my kitchen table for an office," she laughed out loud.
My cock jumped at this as her breasts moved up and down in a most delicious way.
"Bye guys," our respective daughters sang as they waltzed out the door on their adventure.
"Another coffee Steven," I heard Mandy say.
"Yes please, and thanks," I replied.
Mandy and I sat at the table and talked shop and then Mandy blurted out "Steven, are you in a relationship?"
"Wow," I mumbled quietly. "Where is this going?"
"Um... no Mandy no... I do have a few um er... friends... but it is purely platonic of course," I stumbled across my words.
