Running in to My Ex-wife s Daughter.

The other day, I happened to run into my ex-wife's daughter while I was out running errands at a local store. I heard a soft voice calling my name, but I didn't recognize the voice, so I just kept walking on. A little bit later I began to notice a very beautiful you young lady that seemed to be every where I went. So the next time I seen her in the same area again I decided to make s point to walk directly past her. That's when she got a cute grin that I recorded from years back. The closer I got, I could see a trunkline in her eyes, which took me back to memories of a little girl that followed me everywhere, but she had a look of uncertainty. Stopping right next to her, looking her directly into her eyes. It was right at that moment that it finally dawned on me who she was. I called out her name with a slightly questioning tone: "Ginger?" Her face lit up instantly with a bigger grin, and with a bounce in her steps, she walked towards me and threw her arms around me for a warm hug
After reminiscing, I asked her if she had anything planned for later, telling me that she didn't. I asked if she'd be open to coming over, and that I'd be happy to throw some burgers on the grill for us. She agreed to the invitation, and Ginger inquired, "Do you want me to follow you, or would it be better if we dropped my car off at my apartment first, so I could ride along with you?"We figured it would be a better idea to drop her car off first. Additionally, she wanted to change into something more suitable for a cookout.
When she came back, she had a pair of very short shorts on, paired with a tube top. Just as she was about to climb into my truck, Ginger turned to look at me and then asked, "Is this okay with you?" Following that, she added, "I really don't want to upset her if you happen to have a lady friend."
I let out a small chuckle before responding to her, explaining to Ginger that I don't currently have a lady friend. I assured her that there was absolutely no need to worry about that and then mentioned that she looked like she was going to a cookout. We just had casual conversation during the ride to my place; it was a modest movie home in the country on a couple of acres.
While we were pulling in, she told me that if she had known I actually lived out in the country, she would have definitely worn her bikini today to get some sun. She then added in a whisper, "At least, I would have worn panties ." I let that comment slide right past me because I really didn't know what to say about it.
By this point, we had already had a few beers, and I told her, "I'll be right back," before politely excusing myself to run to the restroom. Before returning, I grabbed a couple more beers.
Ginger was loosening up a little and in conversation told me that she always had a crush on me. Then she giggled.
A little bit later, I had to pee again as I was getting up. Ginger told me, "You don't have to go in on my account; there are plenty of trees out here." I responded to her with the statement, "That's what I usually do," and then I stood up and turned my back to face away from her. At that point, Ginger exclaimed, "Are you going right there!" I confirmed her statement by telling her yes, and then I asked, "Can you see?"
Giggling, she let me know that she could actually hear me, you know. And she also told me that if I shook it more than just one time, that would mean I was playing with it. And i asked, "What's it mean if I shake it more than twice?"
She didn't say anything, just quietly stood up and walked up behind me until I heard her whisper something in my ear, saying, "Then you need help." She then reached around me taking my cock into her soft hand.And then, she asked, "Would it be considered wrong or inappropriate if I were to start calling you Daddy again?" I told her she could if she liked. She again whispered, "Do you know how long I've been wanting to do this?", she asked, and as she spoke, she began to stroke her hand up and down my growing cock.
I asked her how long, and she proceeded to tell me, "First, don't get mad, okay?" And she went on to tell me that from the very first time she peeked under the bedroom door and saw the look on my face, as her mom gave me blowjob, she added, "How I wished it were me causing that look of pleasure on your face."
Then Ginger slowly took me into her mouth, looking into my eyes, and moaned, saying "Mmm& mmmm...yes, that's the look." and added, "Ohio Daddy."After a little bit, I reached down to take her hand. She stood in silence as I began to lead her into the bedroom. Where she stopped to say, "I'm a little overdressed for this room."I gently let her know that she seemed dressed a little too formally for where we were. As I pulled her shorts down and off, I slid her top over her head, and Ginger told me that she never thought, not even in a million years, that they would ever be doing this. Moving up her legs with soft kisses until my lips met her smooth pussy.
I slowly brought her to and through three climaxes before I moved up, pressing the tip to her beautiful lips of putty. Ginger moaned as her putty opened up to firm to the shape of the head and hugged the shaft as it pushed deeper inside her.
Ginger moaned and said, "Yes Daddy, make love to me like you use to with Mommy."
Soon she was moaning and telling me, "Oh God, Daddy, I'm going to come. Yes, yes, I'm coming, Daddy. Mmm-mmm." I was getting close, and I told her, "Sweetheart, I'm getting close. I'm going to come." She whispered in my ear, "Mmm, Daddy, put it in my mouth, I want to taste you!!"
After sending two extremally long and hard streams exploding streams gushing into her mouth we laid there for a moment talking
Then, quite suddenly, Ginger piped up and asked, "I bet writing your name in the snow is really cool, isn't it? Is it hard to do?"
A chuckle escaped me as I responded, "You'll have to wait until winter before you can find out." Following that, she politely suggested that if it wasn't a bother, she could just wait right here.In response, I essentially said to her that that would provide me with a compelling reason to finally get that swimming pool. I then added, emphasizing my feelings, that seeing you enjoying it would be all the motivation I truly needed.
And then, i also added, "Just so you know, you don't actually need to wear a bikini in that pool."Ginger then turned to me and asked, "What if one of your friends happens to drop by?" I told her that they could just come over to the deck and we could all enjoy the view together. And then I added, "Well, that's entirely up to you now, isn't it?"

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