A Constant Reminder Pt. 02

This is a repost from when I was on here under a different username.

The continuing story of Paul and Millie.

Please read part one of this story.

Paul Harrison lay back in bed, his daughter Millie cuddled into him as she slept. Since his beloved wife Vanessa had passed away, Millie had taken her place at her father's side, as it was Vanessa's dying wish.

Both of them knew they could never legally be married, outside the house they were careful to act as father and daughter. Inside the house they were like a husband and wife. Millie still worked, so did Paul. She did all the chores around the house, the same as her mother would have done. Paul treated Millie as a wife, he helped whenever he could.

Several male colleagues asked Millie for a date, she politely refused stating she had a boyfriend. Her female colleagues teased her about the identity of the boyfriend, all Millie told them was he was an older man. The playful teasing died down until it was time for the company summer party. Millie knew she would have to attend, and not alone. As she thought about it more, she realised that none of her colleagues had ever met Paul.

Millie explained the situation to Paul over dinner that evening. She asked Paul to attend the party with her. She explained it was being held in the grounds of a country hotel, she even suggested they book a room for the night. The party dress code was smart casual, no denim jeans.

"Absolutely." Paul replied. "You look nothing like me, it should be easy to fool people."

Millie was over the moon; she was going to be able to show off Paul as her boyfriend. Since she had taken her mother's place this was her only regret. She hated having to act differently outside of the house, unknown to Millie, Paul was feeling the same way. They both accepted it was a small price to pay for their happiness.

Paul dressed in a grey casual shirt, black trousers and shoes. Millie chose a light blue summer dress with white shoes and handbag. Walking into the party hand in hand Millie and Paul both got admiring glances. After getting a drink they joined some of Millie's colleagues at a table, Millie took care of the introductions. Two of her female colleagues, Petra and Natalie, both thought of Paul as a bit of a hunk. Paul noticed several of the men looking at him and Millie, these were men who she had turned down a date with.

During the course of the afternoon and evening Millie was asked several times to dance, but she politely declined. She danced with Paul, he in turn danced with her female friends. One man was becoming a nuisance, Paul quietly led him away and warned him to stay away from Millie.

Paul was dancing with Petra when Natalie asked Millie about her boyfriend. "He's a nice guy, he's clearly a few years older than you?"

"Yes, he is." Millie replied, with a smile. "Age is just a number and he makes me happy."

Natalie giggled. "I take it he satisfies your needs, if you get my drift?"

"Oh, he more than satisfies my needs. Trust me he is not lacking in that area." Millie assured her friend.

They were both giggling when Paul returned to the table. "May I have a dance with you later, Paul."

"I don't see why not. Are you okay with that Millie?" Millie nodded and smiled at Natalie. It was the sort of smile that said okay but behave yourself.

"God, he's a dream, you are so lucky, Millie." Petra gushed as she watched Natalie dancing with Paul.

Millie smiled feeling slightly embarrassed, she wasn't used to people talking about Paul like this.

When the party drew to a close Millie and Paul said goodbye to the others, they walked off arm in arm towards the hotel. In the room Paul stripped off and got into bed, he lay back and watched as Millie undressed. Millie flung the covers back as she crawled across the bed, she leant over to kiss Paul as her hand took hold of his cock.

Millie crawled down and treated Paul to a slow sensual blowjob. She licked the underside of his cock, running her tongue around the tip. Slowly she took him into her mouth, she could taste the precum as she slowly sucked up and down. Paul wondered where his daughter had learned to suck cock, this was exactly the same way Vanessa used to do it.

Millie lovingly looked up at Paul as she licked the tip of his cock, Paul was breathing heavily and moaning. With a deep groan Paul came, Millie held his cock between her lips as his cum filled her mouth.

"Oh sweet Jesus!" Paul gasped, as Millie's mouth slowly released his cock. Paul watched as Millie slowly swallowed his cum before licking her lips. Millie lay back on the bed close to Paul, a contented smile on her face. She gasped as Paul kissed her breasts and tummy, knowing what was to follow. Paul knelt between her legs and looked down at the beauty before him. Not only did she look like his late wife, she even trimmed her pussy the same way.

Millie moaned quietly as Paul licked her pussy, the moans grew louder as he licked and sucked her clit. Holding her thighs Paul sucked hard on Millie's clit, her hands were groping her breasts. Millie let out a deep slow groan as Paul slid his cock inside her, slowly he fucked her pussy.

Millie was gasping and groaning as her orgasm built up, she screamed into Paul's shoulder as she came. When Paul came he pushed his cock deep inside Millie, she grabbed his back, her fingernails digging into his skin. After kissing for several minutes Paul dragged the covers over them, Millie cuddled her father as she drifted off into a blissful sleep.

Paul stirred as the morning sunlight blazed into the room. He opened his eyes to see Millie sitting astride his waist, she leaned forward and kissed Paul. Sliding back slightly Millie slid herself onto Paul's morning erection.

"I love you." She whispered as she slowly rocked back and forth.

Paul grabbed her hips. "I love you too." He pushed himself deeper inside Millie.

Paul groaned as his cock twitched filling Millie's pussy with cum. Millie stifled her scream by gently biting Paul's shoulder. Rolling to one side, she kept Paul inside her.

"Fuck me! Fuck me Daddy!" Millie grabbed the spindles of the headboard as Paul pounded her pussy.

"Yes. Yes. "Fuck me. Harder." Millie cried out. Paul put his arms behind her legs, Millie's knees almost on her chest as he pounded her pussy, hard and fast. They came together, Paul roaring out as he came inside Millie. Millie screamed as she felt the hot cum inside her.

They rested briefly before taking a shower, lovingly they washed each other. Dried and dressed they headed downstairs for breakfast. Millie noticed they got some knowing looks from other guests, she didn't care.

"I think we might have made a bit of noise, going by the looks we are getting." Millie whispered to Paul.

"Let them look, they are only jealous. Your mother was just as noisy, and she never let it bother her." Paul smiled as he kissed Millie on the cheek.

Millie spent most of Monday morning answering questions about Paul. Her female colleagues were clearly impressed by him, some of her male colleagues, not so much. Jason, the guy Paul had to quietly deal with at the party, walked around the office staring at Millie. She didn't think anything of it until he approached her desk.

"Let me know when you're done with Grandad, I'll show you a good time."

Millie stared at the guy for a few seconds before cracking a smile. "You're not even half the man he is. I know Paul had a quiet word with you on Saturday, if I were you Jason, I would take his advice. He's a very pleasant guy, until you piss him off. Just so you know, even if Paul wasn't around, you still have no chance with me." Millie carried on working, her friends giggled as the man walked away.

"Prick!" Petra hissed. "He's not fit to tie Paul's shoes." Millie smiled at her friend's assessment of their male colleague. When she looked up a few of the guys in the office were talking to Jason, they appeared to be trying to persuade him to leave Millie alone.

Millie arrived home to find Paul in an exceptionally good mood, he wasn't a moody person, but this was unusual. He explained he had just secured a new client.

"This is big business for me, Millie. I might have to rent an office and employ another person to help out. With my existing clients, I cannot do it all on my own."

"That's great news Dad, really great news. Who is the new client?"

"Mitchell's, the big haulage company."

Millie knew of Mitchell's they were certainly a big concern, quite possibly one of the largest employers in the area. Millie cooked dinner as she listened to Paul, he was thinking ahead, as usual. Millie was also thinking of something, she would talk to Paul about it after dinner.

"Dad, I have something I want to discuss with you."

"Sure, carry on."

"You've just got a new client and need help. I have my AAT. With a little studying I can get my ACCA in a month or so. How about if I work with you? That way you don't have to rent office space, we can both work from home."

"Are you sure you want to do that, Millie?"

"I'm sure." Millie replied. "We can move my stuff into the smaller bedroom so we can have a bigger office, we only keep my room in case someone we know calls round."

"Okay, if that's what you want." Paul replied. "Although I do have another suggestion. It's something I have been thinking about for a while."

"What?" Millie asked, she turned from preparing dinner.

"You know how we have to act like father and daughter outside, because people here know us? I was thinking that maybe we could move house. Not too far away, but far enough where we can act as a couple all the time. What do you think?"

Millie jumped onto Paul's lap. "You would do that? I mean you have a lot of memories tied up in this house, Dad."

"I know, I know. I was thinking that as it was your mother's idea for us to be together, then maybe she would understand. Besides, it doesn't matter where we live, we will never forget her."

"Oh God, yes Dad, I think it's a great idea. I'm sure Mum would understand, and approve."

Paul and Millie spent the rest of the evening looking at property online, they found two houses they really liked. The following morning Paul made appointments to view them both on Saturday. Millie could barely hide her excitement, they were finally going to be able to behave like a normal couple.

As they approached the first property Millie was nervous, she had spent all of her life in the same house. Paul was thinking that he hoped his late wife would understand. The estate agent met them at the door, and she greeted them as a couple. The house was okay, but it needed a fair amount of work to make it nice and homely.

The second property was much better. Paul liked the layout as well as the street it was on, Millie loved the house. It was better for them as it needed less work, decorating would make it a home without any major work needing to be done. They thanked the agent, Paul said he would be in touch.

As they drove away Millie said she really liked the house, Paul agreed, saying he would call and make an offer. The same day Paul put their house up for sale.

Millie resigned on Monday morning, she gave the required one month's notice. A young couple viewed the house on Thursday, and within an hour they offered the full asking price.

Paul was kept busy with his day to day work, as well as dealing with the house sale and purchase. Millie helped where she could in the evenings, she knew her Dad would never ask for help. To avoid both of them being cramped into one small office Millie worked from the dining room table, they worked late most days to keep on top of the workload.

Millie celebrated her last day with a few drinks after work. All of her colleagues wished her well for the future, Natalie and Petra envied her for spending so much time with Paul.

The moving date was fast approaching, Millie dealt with most of the packing, leaving Paul to work. On the weekends Paul packed as much of the heavier items as he could, the removal company was scheduled to be there at 8am on Friday. Paul and Millie watched as the team of men loaded the lorry, some more delicate items were loaded into the car.

Millie opened the windows in the new house to air it through. She and Paul stayed out of the way as the removals team brought the stuff into the house, all of the boxes were marked for specific rooms. Millie suggested a take-away for dinner, that way they could spend more time unpacking. Millie hung the watercolour picture of her parents above the fireplace.

"Love you Mum." Millie whispered. She kissed her fingers then placed them on the picture, Paul stood at her side, his arm around Millie. That night they were both exhausted, Millie cuddled Paul as they fell asleep.

Dressed in yoga pants and a vest top, Millie wiped the kitchen cupboards before putting stuff away. Paul sat and watched, his eyes fixed firmly on her backside. Millie turned and smiled, she knew Paul was watching her.

"Like what you see?" Millie asked as she got down off the steps.

"You know I do." Paul replied.

"You be a good boy and help, i have a treat for you later." Millie kissed Paul then went back to cleaning.

Paul lay on the bed, the only light in the room was from a small bedside lamp. Millie crawled onto the bed, taking Paul's cock in her mouth she sucked until he was hard. She looked lovingly at Paul as she straddled his waist, taking hold of his erect cock she aimed it at her arse. Paul felt the difference straight away, Millie winced as his cock stretched her anus.

"Oh God, it feels so big." She gasped. Leaning forward she kissed Paul gently on the lips.

"Are you sure about this?" Paul asked.

"Absolutely. Mum said you did this on special occasions, this is a special occasion." Slowly Millie rode Paul's hard cock, she was enjoying the sensation of anal sex. Paul was getting close to cumming, Millie was bouncing on his cock. When Paul groaned and erupted inside her anus, Millie screamed out as her orgasm hit her. The hot cum in her arse sent her over the top, Paul could feel her cum on his abdomen.

"Oh fuck! That was intense." Millie gasped as she leant forward, her long hair fell on Paul's face. He brushed the hair aside and kissed Millie.

Millie lifted forward, Paul's hard cock laying on his belly. Wriggling around Millie slid her pussy onto his cock, she leaned forward and whispered in Paul's ear "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

Paul rolled them over and started to pound Millie's pussy, the slapping of flesh sounded as they fucked. Paul arched his back and shot his second load into Millie, she in turn grabbed the bedsheets and screamed as she came. Exhausted Paul held Millie close as they drifted off to sleep, Millie a contented smile on her face.

Most of the boxes were unpacked, the contents put away in cupboards, or wherever it belonged. Paul had assembled two new desks in their home office, Millie made the small bedroom look as if it were her room, a deception should a family member make a rare visit.

Paul asked Millie to sit with him later that day. "We moved here to live our lives as man and wife, inside and outside of this house. I want you to have these, they belonged to your mother." Paul handed Millie a small box, inside were her mothers engagement and wedding rings.

Millie burst into tears as she hugged her father. "This means so much to me. Thank you. Thank you. Mum." Millie whispered as she looked up. "I thought Mum was cremated with her rings on?"

Paul held back tears. "No. When the cancer caused her to lose weight, the rings kept slipping off her fingers. She asked me to keep them safe. I don't think she would mind if you wore them."

Millie was happy to wear the rings, she was now Paul's wife. There was also the connection to her late mother.

Several days later Millie was looking at documents and spreadsheets on her screen, Paul was talking on the phone. She overheard part of the conversation.

"Certainly, we will be glad to attend. Thank you Arthur, we'll see you then, goodbye for now."

"Sounds interesting." Millie commented without looking up.

"It was very interesting. Arthur Mitchell is having a dinner party, he has invited us to attend. His exact words were, "I hope to see you and your wife."

Millie felt butterflies in her stomach, this was a big deal to Paul. it would be their first serious outing as man and wife. "Now I get to be your wife, for real."

"Yes, yes you do. It'll be fine, Arthur doesn't know me that well, I doubt any of his business associates do either." Paul reassured Millie. "We will have to go out this weekend and get you an evening dress."

Paul was watching TV later that evening, he could hear Millie moving about upstairs. He heard Millie coming downstairs.

"How do I look?" She asked as she stood off to his left. Paulk turned to see Millie wearing a bottle green evening dress that belonged to her mother.

"Beautiful." Paul replied, with tears in his eyes.

"I can get another dress, Dad. I understand, as this was Mum's." Millie said softly.

"No, no you wear that dress. You look as beautiful in it as your mother did. The dress was long and low cut at the front. Millie already knew she couldn't wear a bra with the dress.

Paul wiped his eyes. "Please wear that dress."

Millie smiled and hugged Paul. If he had said no, she was ready to buy another dress. "I'll need shoes, I can get those at the weekend."

Millie changed out of the dress into jeans and a t-shirt. She and Paul watched TV for the rest of the evening.

Paul wasn't looking forward to being dragged around several stores looking for shoes, he was about to find out that was where his daughter differed from his late wife. Millie didn't like spending all day in and out of different stores, she headed for her favourite store in the hope they had what she wanted.

Paul sighed as they left after spending very little time in the store, Millie got the shoes and clutch bag she wanted. Back at home Millie tried the dress with the shoes, they looked perfect. For the rest of the week Millie was excited about the dinner party, she was looking forward to being Paul's wife.

Paul parked the car in front of the large house. "Very impressive." Millie commented.

"It is, but Arthur Mitchell is a very rich man." Paul helped Millie out of the car, neither of them wanted to snag her dress.

Arthur greeted them and welcomed his guests inside, he shook Paul's hand and kissed Millie on the cheek. "Please come through, the others are in the drawing room."

Arthur walked the couple around and introduced them to his other guests, most were close business associates. Gloria Mitchell commented on Millie's dress. "Such a lovely dress."

"Thank you." Millie replied, slightly embarrassed. She had noticed most of the men in the room were looking at her.

"I'm not surprised." Paul whispered in her ear. You are the most beautiful woman in the room."

Throughout the evening Paul and Millie spoke with the other guests, Millie had relaxed and was now more comfortable. There was one woman who kept looking at Millie, finally she walked over to Millie.

"I'm sorry to keep staring at you my dear, you look familiar, but i can't think why."

"I don't believe we have met, maybe I have a double somewhere?" Millie laughed. The woman smiled and apologised before re-joining her husband. Paul took Millie's arm and steered her away to meet a couple. They spent the rest of the evening talking and drinking, Paul had switched to tonic water as he was driving home.

Arthur bid the couple goodnight, he added he hoped to see them again. Paul was quiet on the drive home.

"Is something wrong?" Millie asked.

"That woman, the one that thought she knew you. I think I recognize her, she used to work with your mother years ago."