A Constant Reminder Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

A Constant Reminder Pt. 01

... slim waist and cute tight bottom. Paul knew his late wife's bust was 36c, looking at Millie she appeared to be the same size. Paul sighed quietly, no matter what his daughter was a constant reminder of her mother.

Millie served the dessert, she looked across at her Dad. He was still a handsome man, he had a few grey hairs on his temple. Millie knew the stress of her mothers illness and subsequent death were the cause of the few grey hairs.

After clearing away the dinner things they went through to the lounge. Paul slumped into his armchair, Millie sat on the sofa. Millie knew by her Dads manner that he wasn't in the mood to talk. In the past when Vanessa was alive they would have spent the rest of the day talking or playing board games. Millie picked up a book she had started reading, Paul relaxed and closed his eyes.

As Millie sat reading she kept glancing up at her Dad, several times he looked as if he was struggling not to burst into tears. Millie went to get herself a glass of wine, she poured Paul a glass of his favourite scotch whisky.

"Thank you." Paul replied, as Millie handed him the glass.

"Will David be coming to see you later?" Paul asked.

"No Dad. David won't be coming here anymore." Millie replied quietly.

"Oh." Paul muttered.

"We had a row and I decided I don't want to see him anymore." Millie replied. Paul looked at her, she knew he wanted to know why. "He wanted me to spend Christmas with him and his family. I said I needed to be with ...

... you. He didn't like that and we argued, so I told him it was over between us."

Paul knew there would be no changing Millie's mind, once she made a decision, she stuck by it. He thought of how Vanessa was the same. She wasn't stubborn or pig-headed, if she made a rational decision she stuck by it. They did sit and talk in the evening, Paul recalled the Christmases from years ago when Millie was a child.

He remembered how she would wake up excited, spend the day playing with her presents and fall asleep almost immediately when she went to bed. Paul also remembered the times he and Vanessa went to bed early, he wasn't about to share that with his daughter. Vanessa was a very loving person, she would do almost anything to please her husband. Paul treated her like a goddess, when they made love it was passionate and sensual. Occasionally Vanessa would instigate sex and Paul knew by her behaviour she wanted fucking, no nice kisses, just thrown on the bed and fucked. That was rare as Vanessa could be noisy, they had Millie to think of, in her early years she was a light sleeper.

As Paul remembered his sex life, he realised he hadnt had sex for over a year. Vanessa still pleased her husband, until it got too painful or she was unable to have sex. Paul wasn't the type to go elsewhere to satisfy his urges, he swore to be faithful to Vanessa when she was alive. Since she had passed he hadn't given sex much thought.

Millie lay in bed that night, she thought back to the girly ...