Our lives had merged. When I woke up beside Alexis that following morning, I felt as if my world had crushed with hers, leaving us both swimming in each other. I still can't believe what we had done, but I'm happy. I've honestly never remembered myself being this happy even with Veronica. The weeks passed by us both and when Alex and I met at the end of our days, we made love into the night. We didn't much talk about the consequences of our actions, to be honest, we avoided it as best we could. And we seemed to be okay with that at the moment.
I felt like I was in love; like a teenager again. Alexis was handling our new found transition with ease. She went to school, went to cheerleading, and hung out with friends when she felt like it. And when she arrived home, she waited for me or did her normal thing- whichever she felt. I continued to go to work, work on my cases, though I found with much reflection that I didn't stay late anymore. I went in at seven and left promptly at five. And if my colleagues had noticed, they didn't let on. They were still giving me the sympathy trip over my impending divorce.
I was constantly debating with Veronica over belongings. And though I know Alexis wanted her mother to get nothing, I felt that if anything, her mother at least deserved a roof over her head. I refused to let her have the cottage. And when I had the conversation with her, I thought she was going to have another one of her many hissy fits.
"There's no way in hell I'm giving you the cottage!" I roared on the phone. I ran a hand through my hair as I paced the kitchen.
"Well you better be prepared to fight my lawyer then because I want it! Jack and I want to spend time out there this summer and I deserve at least that enjoyment after so many years with you!" Veronica retorted.
How on earth could she even mention that bastards name? And to make memories with him when our daughter was the reason I had bought it! Fuck her. Plain and simple, over my dead body!
When I had finally gotten off the phone with her, I was livid. Sitting at my desk, barely able to concentrate on anything other than the heat in my face, I sat there sulking. Alexis could tell I was incredibly unhappy.
"Everything okay Dad?" she asked as she entered the office.
I barely even looked up, "Yeah baby, I'm just fine."
"Ah I know what it is, another lovely conversation with Mom." She took a seat in my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck and giving her best 'I'm sorry, but not really that sorry' look. I didn't even care to answer. She must've heard my voice booming along the hallway. I looked up at her smiling slightly. It was good to have her sitting here with me. My penis was beginning to throb lightly in my slacks in response to how familiar her young body was.
"I know what I can do to cheer you up." she said suggestively. With that she stood, leaving me staring up at her questioningly. "Come on.", she added, grabbing at my hand and pulling me to my feet.
She led me down our hallway and down the stairs. My curiosity was getting to me, but I said nothing. When we arrived at the door to our basement, I smiled. We headed down the stairs. The basement was dark, but for small flickers of light casting illumination along the walls. When we arrived at the bottom, Alex sat me on one of our workout benches. Candles were placed sporadically on other pieces of equipment and on the nearby desk in the corner.
"What's all this?" I asked, looking at her standing before me.
"You know. This is where everything started." she replied to me smiling.
"You planned this?" I couldn't help but grin at her. My excitement was building and to be honest, I thought it was incredibly sexy that she would do something like this.
Alex nodded in my direction as her hands came up to her buttoned down shirt. Gently she unbuttoned the first pearl button and then the second. I watched her face as she looked quietly down at me.
"Baby let me." I told her sweetly, grabbing at her hands and replacing hers in the line of buttons remaining to be undone. I finished the task, now pushing the garment off her shoulders.
A small basic white bra was my next task and I knew she'd let me take it off her without protest. Once I had that done I stood up. I towered over her small frame as I held her chin up towards my lips.
"God sweetheart, how'd I get to be so lucky?" I asked her. Without waiting I kissed her, immediately opening the kiss further. Her mouth tasted sweet and tangy. Delicious and at the same time all her. Her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs around my waist. Bare breasts crushed against my dress shirt. The feel of her hardened nipples dragging along the fabric was the only thing I could concentrate on. Moaning into her mouth, I was eager to get undressed.
Alex must've guessed how worked up I was. My hardon rubbed insistently against her soft skirt and my heart was beating in my ears. I set her onto the ground once more and had her sit on the bench as I undid my shirt. Alex grabbed at my belt, and successful in undoing it, continued onto my zipper. I shrugged out of my shirt and kicked my shoes off. Looking down at Alex as she pulled my pants down around my ankles, my cock pointing in her direction eagerly. I smiled.
Her skirt was bunched at her hips as she sat with her legs spread. Her white panties shone in the darkness of the room. I had been asking her to masturbate for me for two whole weeks, but to her embarassment, she wouldn't yet. I looked into her eyes as she pulled my briefs down to my ankles. I knelt slowly in front of her naked and eager for her touch. I thought about asking her now to touch herself, but I held off.
"Sit forward honey." I told her, intending to pull her panties off. She hesitated briefly as I grabbed at the waistband.
"No, leave them on." she replied innocently.
I gave her a questioning look, but relented and focused on removing her small skirt. She afforded me that pleasure as the candlelight flickered over her nearly naked form. She was gorgeous. Lightly browned skin with goosebumps fluttering over her arms. She was sexy and innocent and beautiful.
When I stood back up, I was beginning to get impatient. I urged her to stand as well and kissed her mouth eagerly. Moaning into my mouth, her hands found the softness of my hair and she ran her fingertips through it. I broke the kiss, I was ready to fuck and she knew it by my breathing.
"Turn around." I told her and she complied.
As I pushed onto her back, her waist began to bend and she reached for the bench seat. She knew exactly what I was thinking.
"Mmmgh, Daddy.. please." she said in all but a whisper.
Her bent over like that with the white of her panties practically glowing in the darkness, I couldn't help myself. She knew that. I stroked my cock gently as I pulled at the back of her panties. They slid downwards and rested at the curve of her asscheeks. She spread her legs slightly, as I moved up behind her. I was practically panting with excitement as my cock found its entry and I pushed into the warm wet crevice of her pussy. Heat engulfed us both and we let out simultaneous groans. I held her hips gently as I rocked against her.
Her mewling sounds were music to my ears. Her back lightly arched and her head down in pleasure. I rocked as I pulled gently out then in again. Her pussy was incredibly tight, and as it suctioned my cock with each thrust, I bent over her, kissing her neck. As things began to get animalistic, we knew we would both be reaching orgasm soon.
" Mmmgh Daddy..... mmmgh.."
