Two weeks before her birthday Paulette's mom, Maria, introduced her to Tom. Maria seldom dated, and when she did, usually the men stuck around for a month or two then dropped out of sight. Paulette was happier when her mom had someone in her life, if for no other reason than it gave her mom less time to meddle in hers. But Tom was different. At fifty-five years old, he was almost 20 years older than Maria. Within a month they were engaged to be married.
Tom was a conservative businessman who attended church regularly. He was very strict and cold to Paulette. Their standard of living had certainly improved, but friction between Paulette and Tom soon became unbearable. Fortunately Paulette was an honor student and had many scholarship offers and she would not need his support or approval once college started. She even made plans to start in the summer session.
Blake, her real father, moved 1500 miles away to Florida when Paulette was only 7. He drifted from job to job, usually as a shrimper when he could find a boat. He did make an effort to keep up with the child support payments, but was often late and often short. Maria was just glad to get rid of him. Not that he was a terrible person, but he just never really grew up, and never really lost his eye for the ladies. Occasionally he would make it up to see Paulette, and a couple of times he paid for her to fly down and visit. Despite the distance, she had a bond with her Dad that her mother could never understand.
Paulette was sexually active, at least as far as masturbation went, at the age of eleven. By the time she was 18, she had only had two real boyfriends. She was tall like her Dad, and had an awkwardness about her as if she grew too fast. Later she would mature into a beautiful woman, but in High School her peers looked upon her as a nerd. Few would imagine the intense fantasies she carried behind those thick glasses. Or how she would cum countless times in the dark silence of her bedroom. She lost her virginity at 16 and by 18 she swore off adolescents.
Blake called one day late in May to see if Paulette could fly down after her graduation. Tom wasn't very happy with the thought of her going down to Florida without what he called "proper supervision" but Maria gave her permission. The thought of getting away from the Midwest for a week was sheer bliss to Paulette.
Her flight arrived in Tampa in the early evening. She picked Blake out of the crowd as soon as she stepped into the terminal. He was about 6' 3", very lean, and very tanned with a long mustache that curled up at the end. His eyes were blue like hers. She was very much his daughter, not looking like Maria at all. He smiled and gave her a big hug.
"Goodness, my little girl is all grown up," he said, "you must be at least six feet tall."
"I'm five foot ten Daddy, and that's tall enough," she said.
"Are you hungry? I promised some friends I'd stop by at their party. We can get a bite to eat before we get there. We wont stay too long. But you might like them. They are a pretty wild crowd. Just don't tell your mother about any of the craziness you see going on there."
