Booth Babe Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Booth Babe Pt. 02

... North Carolina." Casie smiled at me.

"I will think about it, okay. No promises." I told her as I stood up and took our plates to the sink.

"Okay... but think hard. Last night when I complemented you on how pretty you looked, your face lit up. Just imagine hearing a hot guy tell you that you are beautiful and how that would feel." Casie smiled at me as she brought the glasses over.

Instead of responding, I didn't say anything and cleaned up the kitchen. I felt a little sad knowing that she was leaving this morning, mostly because I enjoyed spending time with her. I also knew that I had enjoyed being able to spend time with her as a girl.

We both headed up stairs to shower and get ready for the day. When I was done, I changed into some gym shorts and a t-shirt thinking I would go for a run after Casie left. She was still in the hall bath when I headed down stairs. I was sitting on the couch surfing my phone when she came down later carrying her suitcase.

"Do you want a water bottle or anything for the drive?" I asked.

"No... I need to stop and get gas before I get on the interstate so I will get something then."

"Thank you... I appreciate you taking care of mom's things. You were right, I am not sure I would have ever been ready to do that." I stepped over and hugged her.

"You are welcome. I left some things of hers I had set aside for you on your bed, some leggings and tops, they should fit, and I thought Andrea should have a couple of casual outfits. I ...

... am sure mom would be glad you had them." She smiled as she stepped back from the hug.

"Um... thanks. And thanks for last night... all of it..." I said looking at the ground.

"Of course... I loved meeting Andrea... I am serious about her coming to visit. Look, you only live once, life is short, follow your dreams... all those cliches are true. It is obvious that you dressing up isn't some fetish or sexual thing... if you have ever wanted to do more than walk around the house is a dress and heels this is a great chance." She stepped forward and hugged me again.

I squeezed her tight and felt some tears form in my eyes. I knew I had a wonderful daughter, but I was feeling overwhelmed with emotion right now. We slowly stepped away from each other and I saw her eyes were watery too and we both lightly chuckled.

I picked her suit case up and followed her out the door to her car. She motioned for me to put it on the back seat which I did.

"Drive carefully, text me when you get home okay." I told her.

"Of course, Dad." She smiled.

I stood in the drive way and watched her back out and then headed up the street giving her a wave as she went.

That week I quickly settled back into the routine I had been in since Mary's death. I would spend my mornings working out, playing golf, or running errands. The early afternoon would be chores in and around the house, cleaning, mowing, weeding. In the late afternoon I would enjoy a shower or bubble bath that included shaving ...