1. Unusual Companions


    Date: 1/21/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Erotica, Mature, Written by women, Author: CandyXLove, Rating: 86.4, Source: sexstories.com

    stairs she had just walked down and decided to go without, hurrying after her friend who had made a beeline towards the waiting cab. The venue was packed even at that early hour on a Saturday morning, but the organisers had cleverly placed large marquees across the road in a large park along the foreshore that were filling quickly as well. Mica bubbled with excitement as she climbed from the cab and, intertwining her arm with Josie's, walked them towards the venue to check in. Having pre-booked and paid for their tickets, the girls were shown to seats within the venue itself and were given complimentary mimosas. "There are so many people here," Mica leaned over to talk to Josie, "Even you could find at least one person to talk to here, Miss Fussyboots." "I'm fine. Go mingle and have fun," Josie laughed looking around. "Let's grab some breakfast first. Otherwise these mimosas will go to my head," Mica smiled and stood up from their seats, leaving her unfurled napkin in her place to show it was taken. Walking along the breakfast buffet with a partially loaded plate, Josie felt a light tap on her shoulder and turned to face a tall, middle aged man. His smiling eyes danced as she regarded him warily thinking he was about to try out a pick up line on her. "Hi, I am pretty sure we've met before," he said in a strong jovial voice. "Not the most original line I have ever heard," she replied, "But I don't think so." She attempted to dismiss him by turning back to the buffet and ...
    moving along with the line of people before her. He wasn't so easily deterred though and moved with her, brushing against her in the crowded room. "That wasn't a line," he laughed, "Though in a place like this I can understand you thinking that. What I should have asked was, you wouldn't happen to be Chuck Wildings' daughter would you? Jojo?" She turned and looked at him properly then wondering how this guy knew her father and even more so how he knew her name when she didn't seem to recognise him at all. "No one has called me Jojo since I was twelve," her brow furrowed trying to place him but failing. "I think you have me at a disadvantage, I don't recognise you at all." "I would bet Chuck still calls you Jojo. When he showed me the Christmas photos, I am pretty sure his exact words were, 'and there's my Jojo.'" The man smiled his eyes dancing merrily as she fought to put a name to his face. "Yeah, you got me there," she grimaced. "So you are?" "Steve," he replied still smiling, knowing that was no help to her at all. "Well, it was good to see you Steve. I'll be sure to ask Dad who you are exactly, you know he has nicknames for everyone," she sighed. "I doubt I know any of his friends' real names, for all I know they could all be named Steve and that's why he gives them nicknames." She turned back to the buffet hearing him laugh with genuinely good humour as she picked up two small pastries to finish off her plate and turned to walk away. That was all she needed, someone telling ...
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