We found Barbara and Al sitting at the bar in the classic-style British pub. The bartender was an Englishman in his fifties named Harry. Al offered to buy us a round. I ordered an IPA on tap and then Harry asked Lexi what she would have. Barbara smiled as if to say, I told you it wouldn't be a problem.
Lexi surprised me by ordering a pint of Guinness. "That's a substantial beer. I wouldn't have guessed you'd like it."
"There's a few things about me you wouldn't have guessed, Daddy." Then she took a big sip. The insinuation of her words sent a thrill through me. Barbara raised her glass and said, "To island age!" Lexi held hers up, "To making the most of it while it lasts!" We all here, here'd.
Lexi and I stood at the corner of the bar while Barbara and Al sat on the red-leather bar stools. They were nice, laidback people. This was their tenth year coming to Barbados. Barbara was a pretty woman in her fifties and, as I had noticed on the beach, she had a slightly chunky but attractively firm body with large breasts. Although for me, her best features were her elfin-shaped face and green eyes. Al was a retired construction foreman and about fifty-five, still a powerfully built guy of average height with a bit of a beer gut.
While we talked Lexi started to sway her hips to the music, lightly bumping into my waist. I turned to face Barb and Al directly which meant Lexi's hip bumped into my groin. I put my hand on her back to slow her down on the next bump so that it would be a bit gentler (but not too gentle!). Her hip lightly tapped my groin. She kept this up for a few minutes when, in my pleasantly buzzed state, I put my other hand on the front of her hip. As she swayed toward me, my left hand slid from her hip to the small of her back and my right hand slid to her tummy. She held there for a split second and then, when she arced away again, my hands slid back to her hip. This continued for a while -- back and forth -- one hand running from across her back and the other across her stomach.
Lexi seemed to be enjoying the feeling, so, on the next sway, I slid my left hand lower across her small, round ass and my right over the swell of her mons -- the slightest pause and then I felt a sudden ache as her body swung away from my greedy grasp. But on the next return swing my hands went lower so that one cupped her ass and the other slid lower on her mons, just above the area I so desperately wanted to touch. Lexi felt electric though the light summer dress and lace panties. She stopped swaying. My hands trembled a little as one caressed the roundness of her perfect ass and the other tentatively slid lower.
Lexi smiled dreamily and took sip of her beer, letting me do whatever I wanted. From around the corner of the bar Barbara had a pretty good idea of what was going on. She smiled impishly and said, "It's fun to see a father and daughter so close. Don'cha think, Al?" Al agreed that it certainly was. Lexi looked at me lovingly and said, "This trip has brought us much closer together. Hasn't it, Daddy?" With that, she pushed my hand down the arc of her mons to settle over her pussy. I couldn't say anything, so I just nodded.
Lexi purred then pulled the back of her dress up over her bottom. My hand was on the firm lace-fabric covered ass, one layer closer to her bare flesh. I looked over my shoulder, easily half a dozen people were watching us. I massaged my daughter's pussy through her dress and underwear and with my other hand cupped her ass. Slowly I slid my hand down the cleft of her ass cheeks. She stepped her feet apart slightly. Someone behind us gasped as she did. My hand slid between her legs. I could feel the moisture seeping into her panties.
"On the house!" Harry placed another round of beers on the bar. "And, if you want to get more comfortable, the table at the back has just become vacant.
"Thank you so much, Harry." Lexi said, picking up her fresh Guinness and walking to the back of the pub. Barbara, Harry, and I looked at each other and then followed the slim blonde teen. Lexi seemed to have the ability to get people to do that. I started wondering if people taking her lead might not have led to some of Lexi's hinted things that I wouldn't have guessed.
As Lexi dropped into a loveseat at the back of the pub, I raised my hand to my nose, closed my eyes and breathed in deeply the scent of my daughter that lingered there. I opened my eyes as Barbara took my hand and pulled it to her nose and said, "Delicious." Then she joined Lexi on the loveseat.
Al and I sat in chairs across them, a coffee table between us the loveseat. We had our backs to the wall facing out to the pub while the women (if I can really call Lexi that) faced us with their backs to the rest of the pub.
Barbara looked at me and said, "You're lucky to have such a sexy young daughter. Isn't she sexy, Al" All concurred that Lexi was indeed very sexy.
I smiled, "Thank you. I know I am. I'm also lucky that she is becoming quite daring as well."
"We noticed a bit of that daring at the restaurant." Barbara put her hand on Lexi's knee. "You certainly spiced up that cute waiter's night. I'm quite sure he will be fantasizing about you for a while to come."
"He was nice." Lexi slipped her feet from her shoes, wiggled her toes, then put her feet on the edge of the coffee table. Her knees were bent at a 90-degree angle. Barbara's hand slid down to mid-thigh.
Al and I watched as Lexi parted her knees just a little and let the hem of her dress slide down revealing those smooth, tan legs. Al said, "And the man we saw you talking to by the bathroom. Was he nice, too?"
Lexi nodded her head and parted her knees further, revealing a little of the white lace panties. "Yes, he was very nice." Lexi lifted Barbara's hand, allowing her dress to slide the rest of the way down her inclined thighs to bunch up at her waist. Then she placed the older woman's hand back on her thigh.
