Jake's Magic Remote VI - Shenanigans - Sex Stories

Jake's Magic Remote VI - Shenanigans

... moment later, the waiter came by Jake’s table, watching them go. He turned and smiled at the three of them. “Anything for dessert?” he asked cheerfully, dutifully trying to distract them from the drama. Petra blushed deeply and pointed. “I’ll have whatever she’s having!” Jake and Petra both started laughing and didn’t stop until a thoroughly disgusted Sarah had called for the check and paid at the front. Sarah huffed at them as the three left the restaurant. “You two are awful,” she said. “I hope that poor woman was alright.” “I’m sorry, dear,” Jake said. “You’re right. We shouldn’t laugh. We’ll shush.” “Yeah, sorry, Mom,” Petra added. “Well,” Sarah said, unlocking their car, “Just think about others a little more, okay?” “Of course, dear.” Jake leaned in and kissed her. “Sure you don’t want to go to the movie?” “No, you two have fun,” she said, smiling at him. “I’ll catch up on some of my shows at home and maybe turn in early.” Sarah liked to watch a lot of sitcoms that Jake found just stupid or annoying, so she would save episodes up for times when he wasn’t around. Jake shuddered. “Alright, see you at home then,” he said. Petra hooked her arm through Jake’s as they watched her mother drive away. He looked down at her. “Now, you didn’t pick us another sex movie, I hope,” he said, bumping her with his hip. “People are going to look at me weird if I take my little girl to a sex movie.” Petra giggled and pulled him toward the theater. It was just across the parking lot, ...

... conveniently enough. “I don’t think it’s a sex movie,” she admitted, “but I can’t guarantee there won’t be any boobs. Maybe we better pretend I’m your date instead.” Jake chuckled. “I doubt anyone will believe that,” he said. “You’re way too young for a guy like me.” Petra reached up and pulled the elastics out of her pigtails, shaking her head until her hair spilled across her shoulders. She combed her fingers through it, brushing it back behind her ear and over the left shoulder, then forward over the right, and added a little swooping arc to her bangs, then looked up at him. “How about now?” she asked. Jake swallowed hard. In seconds, his daughter had added a good ten years to her look, going from “slightly naughty schoolgirl” to “smoking hot office temp”. In the dusk light, her coat smoothed down, it almost looked like she’d come from an office to join him. Jake was suddenly very intensely aware that he had never finished fucking someone in the steak place, but at the moment he couldn’t recall who, what her name was, or what she’d looked like. “That’ll do,” he said quietly. Petra grinned and clapped her hands, then re-took his arm, dragging him again toward the theater. “Come on, honey,” she said, “I want to get sodas before the previews! Do you want popcorn?” “N-no, I’m full,” Jake stammered. “Didn’t you just eat all those ribs?” “Well yeah,” Petra said, winking at him. “But everybody likes something sweet or salty for dessert.” To make up for the Victorian romance, Petra ...