Date: Sat, 22 Apr 2017 02:12:21 +0000 (UTC)
From: ShortStories@PlayTime69.e4ward.com
Subject: Starting Over - A Surprise Meeting - (g/M, voy, slow)

(g/M, voy, slow)

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                                     Starting Over
                                 (A Surprise Meeting)
                                    by: Playtime69


	Caylee and I stopped to put a little gas in the tank of my car, so
I could get to a job interview the next morning. We went inside to pay, and
while I was paying, Caylee walked over to the area where they made
subs. She was just standing watching them prepare subs for the people in
line when I walked up. I could tell she was hungry and wanted one, but she
never said a word. You could see it on her face, and you could see it on
mine of how bad I felt that I could not afford to buy her something to eat.

	"I will try to find something to eat when we get home, Caylee, ok?"
I quietly said.

	Caylee looked up at me and replied, "Ok, Daddy."

	As we turned to walk away, the first man in line said, "Hold on
son. Let me buy her one."

	"I cannot let you do that." I answered.

	Caylee, at first had a smile on her face until she heard my
response. She then turned sad again. It was killing me inside; that I could
not provide for my daughter. I just did not like the thought of taking
things from people I did not know.

	"Please. I really would like to get you both something to eat." He
came back with.

	I could tell he was serious and just wanted to help. I also knew
there was nothing at home to eat anyway, so I finally agreed. The man
ordered two foot long subs and two drinks for us and a foot long and drink
for himself. I told him a 6" sub would be fine but he said it was not much
more and we could take the rest home and eat later. I had gone this far so
I figured I might as well go all the way.

	We got the food and went outside to a table to eat. The three of us
sat and talked, and the longer we talked the more I explained. Finally, I
got to the point I was about to break down.  I told him how I had been a
stay at home dad while my wife was the bread winner. How one night she
handed me a letter and walked out the door, and that the letter said how
she could no longer stay with me. She said she had to move on with her life
and hoped I would forgive her.  She took all her stuff, her car, and most
of the money we had and left. The one good thing was she had paid the rent
for the rest of the year, so we at least had a place to live. I told him
that Caylee did not even know until the next morning, so she did not even
get to say good bye to her mother.

	"What a bitch." The man said. Then when he realized what he had
said he added, "Sorry, but how could anyone leave such a darling little
baby."

	That caused a ripple in my daughter's involvement in the talk. She
commented, "I am not a baby! I am six years old almost seven."

	He looked at me and said, "Six years old?"

	"I know. Caylee only looks three maybe four, but she is really
almost seven. When she was born she had complications, which caused her to
look very young and to grow very slowly.  The doctor is not sure she will
ever look much older than a teenager or young adult no matter how old she
is. I can tell you this though, she is very smart. She is as smart as some
eight or nine year olds." I explained.

	Caylee finished eating and for the first time in a week she had her
belly full. She sat really close to me and laid her head over on my arm to
rest. She looked over at Matt, which I found out was the man's name, and
said, "Thank you very much. I really enjoyed my sub."

	"You are very welcome." He replied.

	I also thanked him for mine sub. I explained how I had been looking
for a job but it was not easy and how our money had run out. I told him I
had an interview tomorrow morning, but that I was not too hopeful about
it. We talked a while longer, but before long, I decided it was time to get
Caylee in bed.

	Matt then said something that stopped me dead in my tracks. I am
not sure if I was offended, mad, hurt, angry, or glad. The comment Matt
said was, "I will give you $20 if I can see Caylee wearing just her
panties."

	My first thought was to punch him in the face. My second thought
was to call the cops.  My third thought was to say no, get up, and
leave. At no time was I thinking of doing it. Before my brain could decide
what to do, Caylee pulled on my shirt like she wanted to tell me something.

	I bent over and she whispered in my ear, "Daddy. I do not mind him
seeing me in my panties. We need the money and I think he is nice. As long
as he does not touch me, and you are with me. I think it will be
ok. Anyway, you see me all the time in my panties."

	I whispered back, "That is different. I am your father and he is a
stranger." I thought about it a minute then the whispered, "Are you sure it
is ok with you?" Caylee looked me right in the eyes and nodded her head
"yes" with a big smile.

	I looked at Matt and told him that Caylee said it would be ok with
her. But, I had to be with her at all times, and he could not touch her at
all. He agreed. He told me to take her to the men's room and to take her
into the last stall. I was to remove all her clothes, except her panties,
and wait for a knock on the stall door. When I heard the knock, I was to
open the door slowly, and I was to make sure it was him. When I saw it was,
I was to move to the side and put Caylee in the open. She was to stand
facing Matt until he told her to turn around so he could see her bottom. He
was allowed to see her for two to three minutes, at which time, he was to
give me $20. Then I was to shut the door, dress her, and leave.

	He must have done this before, because it worked just as he
planned. We left the bathroom and headed toward the car, not saying a word
to each other. We got in the car and was just leaving when Matt came to my
window.

	Matt then said, "Thanks. She is very cute in panties. How would you
like to come over tomorrow afternoon say 1:00 for lunch? I have a pool and
Caylee can swim while we have a beer or two."

	Caylee tapped me on the arm, looked at me with her big blue eyes,
and said, "Please."

	"I can grill hot dogs and hamburgers by the pool, if you like?" He
added.

	"Ok. Deal. I should be back from my interview by then. Oh, my name
is Bret, by the way." I answered.

	"Here is my address and phone number. Call if you are going to be
late, because I will start cooking before you get there." He said as he
handed me a card.

	Caylee looked at me and smiled. We talked about what we had done on
the way home. I think she was taking the situation better than I was. That
night at home, I gave her a bath, and put her to bed. I had never thought
of it before, but she wore just panties to bed. It had never done anything
for me until that night, and by the time I got to my room my cock was
hard. I managed to rub one out before falling asleep. It was the first time
I masturbated in quite some time, probably because of all the stress I was
under.