Mr. Perfect O

 

Chapter 1

Ross

 

“Thank you, sir. We’ll be in touch.” The young man stood, and as his chair made an awful sound against the hard, tiled floor, he extended his hand. Calling me sir grated my nerves. He could have addressed me Ross, but being half my age, I assumed he was showing respect for his elders. Too bad he held my fate in his hands, or I might have told him off.

I grabbed his hand and met his eyes, gripping tight. “Thank you.”

Every interview I’d been to over the past month had been with managers half my age, and they would no doubt give the jobs to other men half my age as well.

Since losing my job, it had been a struggle, and if it were just me, I’d find something with mediocre pay and any available hours. But with my six-year-old, Katie, to raise, I had to find something that would do more than pay the bills and still allow me a little time to see her grow up.

Her mother, Sarah had passed away three years ago when Katie was only three. She’d suffered a long battle those three years after having our daughter and then going through dialysis and every experimental drug and procedure we could find. She’d wanted more than anything to be around to see Katie grow up to, but that wasn’t in the cards. Her kidneys had failed, and after a long, hard battle, she passed away.

It took a lot of time, but I’d come through the worse of my mourning period with some of my sanity intact. Watching Katie grow up had been the biggest blessing of my life, although it was bittersweet without her mother to share it with. She barely remembered her mother, and to keep a bit of stability, I’d tried to keep the same babysitter as long as possible. As it turned out, in three years, we’d been through four.

I checked my watch as I left the office and shook my head at the time. I hated late interviews, and thankfully my sitter was able to grab my daughter when needed. I rushed right home, lucky enough to miss the rush hour traffic and found Katie and Mia, the latest babysitter who had been with us for almost a year now, playing cards in the middle of the living room floor.

“Daddy!” Katie was on her feet and giving me a big hug within seconds of hitting the door. Mia turned over on her side, propping herself up on one elbow as the hem of her shirt hiked up to expose the soft skin of her midriff, and the little turquoise belly ring that always caught my attention.

“Any luck, Mr. Reed?” She asked as she sat up, revealing a low-cut neckline that showed more of the black bra beneath it than it should. I couldn’t remember a time ever seeing her in clothes that weren’t full of rips, intricately tied knots, or cut off in some way to expose more than a grown man like me should see from a girl who was barely eighteen.

I’d asked her many times not to dress in such inappropriate clothes, and since today’s outfit was much less revealing than some of the short shorts and tank tops she usually wore over, I decided not to scold her for it. With her living just down the street, I’d made her go home many times and change. I didn’t want Katie thinking it was okay to wear such things.

“We’ll see. They said they’d be in touch, but that’s usually a no.” I pulled out my wallet and hated that every time I had done so lately, I cringed knowing money was growing tighter and tighter. Thankfully my date would be cheap.

Melanie had never wanted to do more than fuck, and after the week I’d had looking for work, she was just what I needed.

“Here’s some money for dinner tonight. Order out whatever like.”

“For twenty bucks? It looks like it’s pizza again. And I’ll just keep the change.” Mia smiled, and I let out a long breath and patted her back as she walked into the kitchen ahead of me.

“Look, Mia, I know you’ve wanting to help out, but here, take your check.” I pulled it from the fridge and handed it to her. She’d held it there a week in case I needed it for groceries, but I assured her things weren’t that bad yet.

“Are you sure? I mean, it’s not that big of a deal.” She was a good kid, despite her slutty clothes and shook my head and touched her arm. If I thought it appropriate, I would have pulled her in for a hug, but I didn’t think I could handle it with that bare waistline she was sporting in her short tee.

“You’re a good kid, but really. It’s okay. I’m going to talk my friend tonight and see if she has any leads on a job and hopefully, things start to pick up.”

She nodded and stared at her feet. “Will you be late?”

“I could be the usual time, but if it goes later, I’ll text you.” I turned and hurried upstairs to get ready as Mia ordered their pizza and in another twenty minutes I was headed across town to Melanie Porter’s house.

I’d met Melanie a little over a year ago when I’d decided to get back in the dating world so I could have a sex life. My wife had been much younger than me, by twenty-one years, and so when she died at the age of thirty-four, I had longed to find someone who reminded me of her sexually. I was always attracted to younger women, and Melanie at twenty-seven was just my type.

She met me at the door of her townhouse with a lazy grin. “I’ve been looking forward to seeing you all day.” She stepped aside, and I entered, noticing that she’d left the lights down low. The sun was setting, and its orange and pink glow shone through the patio door, creating the only light other than an overhead light in the kitchen.

“Sorry I had to see you so early. You know my situation.” I gave her an apologetic look, and she shook her head and stepped closer placing a long finger against my lips. She was one of the sexiest women I’d ever met, and it wasn’t because she was the prettiest, but because she had sex appeal. Her face was flawless, with angelic features and a few imperfections which only complimented her looks and made them exotic. She was average height, but her heels put her just a couple of inches shorter than me and her curvy shape, was a bit off-balance at the top. She carried herself like a queen, with more confidence than anyone I’d ever been with, and it made my dick hard as diamonds. Though she had only dressed in a robe, she wore it like a goddess.

“It’s fine. How is the little princess? Ruling king and castle I presume?” She planted a peck on my lips and wasted no time rubbing her hand against my crotch, feeling the rigid length that waited for her and had longed for her all day as well.

“She’s perfect. How’ve you been?”

She threw her head back and gave a breathy sigh as she met my eyes. “Hungry.” She dropped to her knees, and my zipper came down in a heartbeat. She didn’t even go for the belt and instead reached inside my pants and pulled out my thick cock. Her smile was interrupted by her biting her lip and then my cock entering her mouth as I nudged forward. The head of my cock lay flat on her tongue, and she licked it all around, darting it into my piss hole as she cupped my balls through my clothes.

“You were hungry.” I rubbed my hand through her hair and then pulled her closer to allow my cock deeper into her throat.

Like a pro, her throat opened up accommodating as she inhaled deeply through her nose. Then, once I had my dick nice and deep, I pinched her nose and held her tight against me until she tapped out.

She gasped as she pulled off my slobbery cock and her eyes met mine with a smile. “I’m always hungry for you, Ross. You’re so much more of a meal than most men.” She gripped my cock. It was so thick she could barely get her thumb and middle finger to connect around it. I’d always had an impressive cock, and though some ladies were intimidated by the size, all were appreciative of it once they’d had a ride. I had a talent that some men knew nothing about. How to give the wettest, mind-blowing orgasms.

She stood up and kissed my mouth, giving me a taste of my cock. “I’ve got a nice surprise for you.” She took my hand and led me into her bedroom.

“Nice, I love the new tile.”

“Tile was more practical for my hobbies.” She gave me a wink. “But it wasn’t the tile I was referring to.” She extended her hand as if she were showing me what I’d won, and there was a large, black leather sofa in the middle of the room specifically contoured for sex.

“You had this custom-made? I love it; it’s beautiful.”

“You’re the first. I wanted to break it in properly.” She took my hand and led me to it, my thick cock bobbing as it protruded from my pants, her spit cooling as I moved.

“I’m honored.” I stepped behind her and kissed her shoulder as I peeled away her robe.

She lay back, and the custom sofa gave her hips a slight lift. I knew what the purpose of that was and it would make my job much easier.

She watched me undress and then reached up to me. Then I took her hand as I nudged myself between her thighs. She parted her knees, and they fell open exposing her soft, pink pussy, and though she was wet, I leaned down and dragged my tongue against her soft, creamy center.

“Have you been playing with this pussy?” She was drenched.

“I may have touched it a little while waiting. I couldn’t help myself.” She gave me a devilish grin and then rubbed her nipples as she licked her lips nice and slow.

“Naughty girl. You know what I do to naughty girls, don’t you?” I stood and stroked my cock, spreading the pearly tear that had collected at the tip, and then I pressed it against her wet hole.

“I’ll be a good girl, I promise.” She gave me a wink, and I thrust my hips and entered her in one quick movement. She cried out as half my cock filled her. I stilled, though her walls were soaked so much that even my big cock slid right in with no problems. She ground her hips against me and moaned.

“You’re already on my spot.” She rubbed her tits and pulled one of the tight, pink nipples into her mouth, sucking and rolling it between her teeth and tongue. I took the other one and took a long pull, and she cried out as my hips began to rock, my cock working her depths as I slid all the way in to my balls.

I knew what she wanted, what she’d always called me for, so I pulled my cock from her depths and bumped it against her g-spot, pressing against it.

She stopped sucking her tits long enough to moan. “Mm. You’re so fucking hard.” I worked her over good, stimulating her pussy until she was squealing with delight and pleasure as her first orgasm came spurting around my cock. I pulled out and let the last trickle hit my dick, then I crammed it back inside and worked that same tender spot, building it up until it was nice and spongy and full.

Her pussy gripped me, and then I backed out again, and her squirting drenched my cock. I let the warmth of her juices spurt all over me and then I pushed my cock back into her sopping hole. I found that special place right inside the top of her channel and drove my cock against it while she splashed all over me.

This was the special kind of orgasms that Melanie had fallen in love with, and thankfully she didn’t want any kind of relationship in exchange for them. I loved the feel of her soaking hot pussy dripping all over my cock too, and there was nothing hotter than being buried deep inside a woman who knew how to squirt. I jerked my cock out as my balls tightened and shot my hot load all over her gorgeous tits. She glanced down at the pearly seed that had splashed there and took her soiled nipple into her mouth to taste my release.

She went limp, her body already giving so much that she was weary from exertion. We were already laying in a puddle, and things were getting slippery on her new tile and leather, but it was perfect for easy cleanup.

Her eyes met mine as she panted. “People would pay you for this, you know. Might make that job hunt a bit easier.”

I chuckled but glanced down to see that she wasn’t laughing. She was seriously suggesting that I sell orgasms. “I couldn’t do anything like that.”

She let out a soft sigh. “I’d like to see you again at the end of the week, and perhaps we’ll talk more. Give it a thought, and I can show you how it’s done.” She kissed my lips, and I had to admit, it was the most successful things I’d done lately.

 

Chapter 2

Tori

 

It had been the longest day ever at the new job. Taking over a class in the middle of the first six weeks was not a good idea when it came to first grade. The kids had all loved the teacher I replaced, and it had taken me some time to earn their affection. I would forever be seen as the bad guy, the replacement who took their beloved Mrs. McConnel away. It wasn’t my fault that the lady had gotten married and moved across the country, but you couldn’t explain that to a bunch of kids.

Some were warming up to me, and that was making it better, but first grade was still hard. I’d hoped to teach high school English, but since I was only twenty-two, and looked more like one of the kids than one of their superiors, I’d had a hard time finding a job until this one opened up. I was the first called and couldn’t pass up the position. It was a foot in the door, and I hoped in a few years when I started to look more like a schoolmarm and less like a student, I’d get to move to a different grade where.

The drive home wasn’t bad, but it could have been two blocks and would have still felt like forever. I couldn’t wait to get home to peace and the luxurious claw foot tub that my small house had since it had been built in the fifties. Luckily it had been remodeled by the previous owners. And considering the neighborhood was decent, and I could afford it and still, eat, it was a good find.

I pulled up to my house to see that Kevin had made himself at home again, and when I walked into the house, I realized that was an understatement.

“Babe, you’re home!” Kevin jumped over the back of my two-month-old sofa which I had thought it important to buy new instead of something used.

“What are you doing here?” I glanced over his shoulders at the three others he’d brought with him and then looked into his big, dopey brown eyes, which narrowed in a way that I expected a sarcastic comeback any second.

“I wanted to be here when you got out of school. I missed my girl.” He leaned in and planted a kiss on my cheek and then offered me a crooked smile. He was gorgeous and a total loser. To think his charm is what attracted me to him was growing more and more laughable day by day and this wasn’t his first stunt he’d pulled at my house while I was gone. I stared up into his eyes as he raked his hand through his dirty blond hair and thought of the time over the summer when he flooded the neighbor’s yard after hooking up a makeshift slip and slide in my back yard. He’d invited the neighborhood kids hoping no one would call the police, but that had backfired on him when one of them skinned his knee, and his mother came over to find Kevin drinking.

The cops had shown up, but not after Kevin had ditched the beer, hiding it in my attic until they were gone.

He was a constant screw up and I’d only gotten with him because, at the time we met, he was in college and had a steady job, but once summer hit, he was a different person. My best friend, Jackie, thought he was a moocher and found it convenient that he’d stopped working when I got hired on at the school. He spent most of his time over, so I’d given him a key. Big mistake.

“I wanted to come home to some privacy, Kevin. I wanted to soak in the tub and lay on my couch and relax. I work hard all day around a bunch of kids, and I don’t want to come home and find your little friends here.”

He pulled me into the kitchen trying to hush me. “Little friends? Those people are not much younger than you, for fuck’s sake. You sound like an old lady sometimes. And would it kill you to be a bit hospitable, don’t make me look bad in front of my bros.” I couldn’t help noticing that one of his bros was a female and she constantly eyed Kevin like he was her next meal or perhaps her most recent. I was over it. I didn’t know how much more I could take of Kevin.

He gave me his puppy eyes, which for some reason always made me grow tenderhearted, but I was still mad. “Give me your key. You can have it back when you learn to behave.” Or never. I wasn’t sure I’d ever trust him with it again.

He turned his hip in my direction. “Reach in and get it.” His cock was bulging in his pants, and he wanted me to see it. We’d never had sex, and it was precisely this kind of behavior that had made me hesitate. I couldn’t see myself with someone like him. We’d done oral a few times, but he always got tired after he came and he’d only gone down on me a few times compared to the twenty or more blowjobs I’d given him.

I reached into his pocket, knowing the keys were dangerously close to his erection, but I looked him in the eye and fished them out, not even brushing against it.

He pinned me against the counter, pressing it into my leg. “Come on, Tori. How about I send the guys home and you and I can fuck around? I’ll give you something to make up for it.”

“No. How about, you take your friends and go the fuck home to your house to play video games.” I didn’t even own a gaming system and noticed he’d brought his over to hook up to my big screen which was a present from my aunt who’d helped me secure the house.

“My mom’s there.”

“Exactly. Maybe it’s time you grow up and get your own place, Kevin.”

His eyes lit up. “You saying you want me to move in here with you?” He’d tried that stunt already, but I wasn’t having it.

“You know better. I don’t want anyone to live with me, especially a man who doesn’t have any desire to work.” There were so many people who would love to have a job, and there was Kevin—the type that would rather sit on his ass and do nothing instead of making a living.

“Fine.” He turned and went to the TV and started yanking out cords and his friends got to their feet and helped him gather up all his junk. On their way out, Jackie came in.

“Please tell me you’re finally kicking that loser to the curb.” She threw her purse on the floor by a chair and looked at me with pleading eyes.

I let out a breath and a half-hearted chuckle. “Why don’t you tell me how you really feel?” She hated Kevin from the minute I’d met him.

“You can do better and you should. Ditch him, and we’ll go out and find you a hot guy. Someone who has a job and a desire to be more than a teenage boy for the rest of his life. Peter Pan needs to go.”

“Well, I know one thing, the next one will be much older if I can help it. I don’t even know what I was thinking getting mixed up with a younger guy.”

“So, did you tell him it’s over yet?” Jackie let out a long sigh as I shook my head in response. “You needed to do it yesterday. Rip that bandage off. You need to find a nice man your age, maybe a few years older.”

“Not just a few, I want an older man.”

She gave me a confused look. “You don’t mean old older, right? Like six years? Eighty years?

“I don’t know. I’m not opposed to dating someone who is in their forties or fifties, as long as they treat me right.” I’d always had an affection for older men, and the ones I’d had in my life, my aunt’s boyfriends, they were wonderful to me.

“That’s awful. That’s like my dad’s age. Don’t you think that’s a bit gross?”

“There are some attractive men out there at those ages. People don’t age the way they used to, and I like a mature man. Someone who knows how to treat a girl and wants to take care of her.”

“That’s the creepy part, and in a few years, you’ll be taking care of him.” She rubbed her arms and curled her lip as if the thought made her skin crawl. “I couldn’t imagine dating someone my father’s age. I mean, he’s not a bad looking man, but he’s a dad, and he dresses like a dad and no.”

“I’ve never had a dad, so I have nothing to compare that to.” I had grown up with my aunt after my parents, who had been about as responsible as Kevin when they had me, abandoned me.

“I’m sorry. I mean, surely there are some hot men of an older age out there, but what are the chances of you meeting one? Where would you meet? The seniors center on bingo night?”

“There are some older attractive men at the school.” I shrugged, but she wasn’t buying it. She knew the men at the school, because she was the librarian there, and the person who had gotten me my teaching job.

“You’re not talking about Mr. Miller, are you? He’s married, and his wife had only been dead two months.” She scrunched her nose and then began to laugh when I gave her a dirty look.

“No, I’m not talking about Miller,” I said with a grimace.

“You’re aware that everyone else is married, right? Most older men are.” I wasn’t going to tell her that I’d had my eye on someone already. I wasn’t sure if he was available, or even interested in a girl my age, but he was super sexy.

Chapter 3

Ross

 

“Do you have to go out again, Daddy?” Katie’s eyelids were growing heavy as she looked up at me tugging on my pant leg.

“I won’t be late, Cupcake. Daddy’s got a little business to take care of, and I’ll be home in a few hours.” I hated to leave her again so soon, but we’d spent the entire night before together curled up on the couch eating popcorn and ice cream and watching princess movies.

“Can I watch TV in your room until you get back, Daddy? Please?” She reached up her arms and jumped up and down until I lifted her up and gave her a kiss on the nose.

“Fine, but no eating in my bed. And make sure you listen to Mia while I’m gone. No more sass, okay?”

“Yes, sir.” She glanced at Mia and gave her a wide grin, and Mia shook her head.

“Have a good night, Mr. Reed.” Mia was wearing a short skirt today with little pink canvas shoes that had something drawn on them in black ink, and her baby blue tank was barely big enough to hide the pink bra beneath it.

I leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “Go upstairs and put on one of my t-shirts. I don’t want Katie thinking it’s okay to show that much bra.”

“You usually say that much skin, and I cover up my skin and now it’s too much bra? It’s just fashion, Mr. Reed. Besides, this bra is super comfy.” She stuck out her chest, and I tried not to gawk at her perfect little tits which she always seemed proud to display.

“Please, you can find one in the second drawer from the top on the right side.”

“Does it smell like your cologne?” She leaned in and sniffed the air around me, closing her eyes and lifting her chin as if she were going to kiss me. I’d known her for years, and she had come into my employment as a shy girl of seventeen, but now, at eighteen, she was forward and flirty.

“I’m sure it does.” I turned and made my escape while I could, cursing my dick for responding to her proximity. Even though she was legal, she was way off limits and too young for me. I didn’t think she was as into me as she was just a hopeless flirt, but I’d never pursued someone her age.

I drove across town wondering what Melanie wanted. Our date wasn’t until the weekend, and she usually saw other people so to get a call out of the blue was kind of strange for a Thursday.

I pulled up next to her car and parked and then made my way up to the door and knocked.

Melanie answered dressed in a short cotton skirt that showed more leg than Mia’s and her low-cut silk blouse showed off her ample breasts. She was no girl, though. She was all woman, and if my cock hadn’t already been misbehaving because of Mia, it would have for Melanie.

“Ross, it’s so good to see you. Come in.” Her greeting was much different when she was fully dressed, and we didn’t have a playdate set up. By the time I’d gotten a good hello out the last time, she’d already had my dick in her mouth.

I walked in, and she offered me a seat in the living room. I lowered myself to the big red couch, and she joined me after pouring us a drink.

“I know you’re wondering why I wanted to talk to you. The truth is, it’s a little too personal to talk about over the phone, and well, there are things about me I’d rather not discuss over dinner in a crowded restaurant.”

“And here I thought you couldn’t wait until Saturday.” I rested my elbow on the back of the couch and turned to face her.

“Well, by the look of that raging wood you’re carrying, I’d say I’m not opposed to the idea, but I did call you here to talk. When I walked you out the other night you asked me to keep in mind you’re seeking employment. Now, I know we’ve managed to keep things between us private, and I haven’t shared every little detail about my personal life, particularly how I make a living, but let’s just say, that I supplement my income by providing services to people by offering something I specialize in.”

“Are you telling me that you’re a prostitute?” My eyes narrowed, and I gave her a hard look. She’d told me that I was one of the few men she had intercourse with which was why we’d always been so carefree.

“No, I’m not a prostitute. Not exactly. I don’t have intercourse with other people, but I provide entertainment.” She slipped off her shoe and trailed her foot up my pant leg brushing it against my calf. “Say a man has a foot fetish, he might want to rub my feet with oil or have me rub his cock with my feet. He might simply want to watch them while he strokes his cock, and then spill his come all over them. Where on earth does one get that sort of thrill, and better yet, where do they get that type of acceptance? I provide that service.”

“You specialize in foot fetishes?” I adjusted my cock as her foot trailed up to the back of my knee.

“Many things, actually. Do you know that there are men who like to be humiliated while they pleasure themselves? There are also men who want to perform oral on a woman or smell them. I have one client that likes to wear a diaper, and he pretends to nurse from me.”

I suddenly realized that I was providing her with her fetish, which was squirting orgasms. “We all have our kinks, I suppose.”

“Yes, but you have a gift. Your cock is the hardest I’ve ever fucked, which is what makes it perfect for giving squirting orgasms. It’s a tool that you could use to make yourself a very rich man.”

I rubbed my stubbly chin. “You think I should sell sex like you mentioned the other day? Isn’t that illegal?”

“You would have to keep it in a small circle, but yes, I do think you could make out very well by charging for these services. I say that because I asked a few of my friends, discreetly of course, and they’d love to pay you generously for your time. You’d have to use protection, of course.”

“Of course.” I knew my tone was accusing, but I thought of the men who were coming on her feet and sucking her tits and wondered if she’d ever gone father with any of them.

“This is a business. I don’t sleep with the men I service. Aside from them having their release on me or near me, I never do more.” She kept a level stare on me as she clarified.

“Good to know.” I took a deep breath, and she slid closer.

“Would you like to know a few of the things that you could offer? I’ve already got a couple of people who want me to feel you out on some things.” She rested her arm on the back of the couch with mine and reached for my hair, stroking it softly. The gesture put me at ease. We were friends, her and I. And I knew she must care for me deeply to admit these things to me. I’d always known she saw other men, but not like this and after we’d both gotten tested after we met, we’d decided that with all other’s we’d use protection.

“Sure. I’m curious.” I leaned into her hand and closed my eyes a moment. Then I felt her hand rest on my leg and she rubbed slow circles there.

“Well, you’re aware that your size is impressive, and as I’ve told you, you’re harder than any cock I’ve ever had. I have a few friends who are interested in squirting orgasms, and their husbands and boyfriends are incapable of helping them. You not only have the tool, but you know how to use it.” I’d heard that there were men who didn’t know how to give those kinds of orgasms, which is why Melanie loved her sessions with me, but at the same time, these women weren’t single.

“They’re married? I don’t know if I can do that.”

“You’re not the one making the conscious effort to cheat, Ross. They are. Let their guilt be their own. You are simply providing a service. Besides, one of the married women I know of would like to have her husband present.”

“What the fuck? I’m not sure about getting into some devil’s three-way.” I shook my head.

“You don’t have to touch the man. And he wouldn’t participate, he’d be there for humiliation only.”

“You want me to humiliate him while I’m fucking his wife?”

“No, the wife will humiliate him. You just fuck. I know it sounds strange but here.” She passed me a price list, and she had a few things written down that I’d perform and how much I’d get paid. My throat went dry as I read the amount.

I cleared my throat. “There are people who would pay me to blow it? At parties?”

“Yes, I have a few young ladies who will be married soon, and it’s their fantasy to hire a toy for the night. It’s an alternative to a bachelorette party. You’d walk around and flirt and dance with the ladies, let them touch you, suck you. You could kiss them and touch their breasts, but there wouldn’t be penetration other than your cock in their mouths. They like to show off a bit. It gets rather fun.”

“You’re telling me, that I could make twelve-grand in one night for letting a room full of women suck and fondle my dick?”

She rubbed my cock through my pants; the erection was still there from Mia. “I know, it’s crazy, right? Your stamina is a fine selling point as well. I wouldn’t even suggest it if I thought you’d go out there and bust a nut at the first pretty face that smiled at your cock.” She gave me a sympathetic look. “I know it’s a lot to digest, but I know you care about your daughter too and want to give her the world. This is a lot of money, and it is fast money, too. Think it over and let me know. I can set you up well, and I’m willing to do so as long as you keep giving me what I want for free.” She stroked my cock with her firm fist and then leaned over taking it into her mouth. She rolled her tongue over the tip and then took it down her throat. She worked me until I came a half hour later, busting my nut so deep in her throat that she didn’t have any chance to taste it.

“Think about it,” she said as she walked me to her door.

“I will.” It seemed almost too good to be true, but if I could make it through just a few of these sessions, then I could build my savings back up in no time, and it would tide me over until I found a job.

I thought about it the rest of the way home, and when I got there, I noticed my bedroom lamp on. Katie was waiting in my bed, and I prepared myself to go up and tuck her into her own bed.

As I rounded the corner and walked into my bedroom, I noticed movement in my bed and the TV was still on, playing some angry talk show where everyone was yelling. But it wasn’t Katie in my bed.

“Hey, Mr. Reed.” Mia rose to her knees, and then all fours as she crawled across my big king-size bed. She’d taken my advice to put on one of my shirts, but that was all she was wearing aside from her little pink cotton boy shorts. “I already tucked Katie into her own bed. She was restless, and I was enjoying the movie. I hope you don’t mind me finishing up in here. I didn’t want to go downstairs. Your bed is so warm.” She grabbed my blanket and pulled it up to her breasts, which were more than covered in my t-shirt, however, her thighs were more than exposed as she sat cross-legged with her feet up under her, giving me a nice view in the dim light.

“Where are your clothes, Mia?” She got to her feet, and she looked like something out of a porno tape I’d watched in high school many years ago. I’d beaten my cock to that so many times I’m surprised it still wanted to be friends. I tried not to have impure thoughts but was coming up short.

“You told me to put on one of your shirts, so, I did.” She casually lifted her shoulder and then smiled innocently. The little slut knew exactly what she was doing to me.

“Get dressed, Mia. It’s time you go home.” If it ever would have been easy to fuck her, that was the time, but there was no way I was going to go there with her. Too young, too young, too young.

Totally Off Limits.

Chapter 4

Tori

 

For some reason, it always took the parents way longer to adapt to the pick-up line rules than it did the kids. There were people cutting in line, yelling obscenities out the window in front of the children, and even one mother who got out of her car, leaving it parked in the line, to walk up and get her kid, so she didn’t have to wait behind the others.

I informed her that we don’t do that, and how important it is to keep the line moving when he pulled up. I excused myself and hurried back to my line duties.

Katie Reed was my favorite student, and her father was my favorite parent. Not because we’d met, but because I’d seen him from afar. The school had Open House Night a week before I started teaching, so I didn’t have the advantage of meeting the children’s parents that night, and sadly, most parents hadn’t shown up for class parties. I’d have to assert myself if I wanted to be noticed.

So, I took Katie by the hand and walked her up wishing I’d stopped by the bathroom on my way out to freshen up a bit. I probably smelled like glue, and my hair was mussed with sweat from being outside at recess.

Katie looked up at me with her big green eyes and the sun reflecting off her bright auburn hair, making it look like flames. “That’s my daddy.” She pointed to the car, and we walked forward. I opened the car door, and as she climbed inside, she introduced me.

“Daddy, this is my teacher, Ms. Bloom. She’s going to stay with us now cause Mrs. McConnel quit.” Her father gave me a warm smile, and my breath hitched when our eyes met.

He had the same green eyes as his daughter except his smoldered. His salt and peppered hair told me he was once dark haired and he looked as if he spent most of days at the gym, or outside somewhere doing man’s work. I suddenly imagined him shirtless and sweaty and found myself stumbling over my words. Even his facial hair was sexy.

“I will get with you soon to discuss Katie’s progress.”

He seemed confused. “Is everything all right?”

I leaned across to help Katie with her seatbelt. “Yes, you’re perfect—I mean, it’s perfect— your daughter’s doing well.” About that time the car behind us began to honk, and I bumped my head backing out of the car. “I’ll call you.”

I shut the door, and he drove away. I had looked like a proper idiot. The look on his face when I’d said he was perfect told me he caught that I was attracted to him. I tried not to let it get me down. I guessed that many women thought he was attractive and so he was used to it.

As if the end of the day couldn’t get any worse, I arrived home to find Kevin waiting on the stoop with a bottle of wine and a bouquet of flowers that still had the $4.99 price sticker on them along with a big red slash that showed it was reduced.

“Hey, sexy. I’ve missed you.” He leaned in and kissed me and even though I was on the verge of telling him to get lost, I still had a weakness for him. I wasn’t sure what it was because he was nothing like Katie’s dad, who I was still wet in the panties for, but he was more like a lost puppy. You couldn’t help but want to feed him.

“Thank you for the flowers. They’re lovely.” I put them to my nose, and it crinkled as I smelled like jalapeno peppers. He’d bought them at the market. I pulled away before my eyes started burning. “Let’s go put them in some water.” Or on some nachos. I unlocked the door and locked my arms in his to walk inside, and he went straight to the cabinet and took out two wine glasses and poured us some wine.

“Would you like to have some take out with me?” I had barely gotten the words out when he came up and kissed me.

“I want to be close to you, Tori.” He rubbed his stiff cock against me and then cupped my sex. I thought about the sexy salt and pepper hunk I’d met at the school, and another tingle erupted between my legs. “Do you want to go to the bedroom?”

I let out a huff and gave him a sideward glare, but he raised his hands. “We can sixty-nine, baby. I’ll let you sit on my face.” He was so repulsive at times that I wanted to punch him, but the heat was blossoming at my core, and I had to quench it.

I let him lead me there, and once we were beside the bed, he slowly undressed me before himself and then slipped his finger down between my legs. He rubbed my swollen bud below my mound, and then he lay back pulling me to his side. “Straddle my face, baby. I’m going to eat that fucking pussy so good.” He had a way with words that didn’t do him any favors, but I gave in and climbed on him, straddling his chest facing his cock. He lifted my ass and spread my folds, kissing them like they could kiss him back. He let his tongue dart to my ass, and he pressed his tongue into my little star, and I jumped not expecting it.

I took my time taking his cock into my mouth, but once I did, I rolled my tongue around the rim of his head and then took him to the back of my mouth. There wasn’t much more to take in, but he reached his hands down and pressed the back of my head down far, not letting me catch any air, and I choked. My gag reflexes went into overdrive, and I pulled away, my eyes watering.

“That’s right, baby. Choke on my fat cock. Your mouth is so fucking hot.” He slapped my ass, and I took my time taking it back in only because I knew that he’d do that again. He licked my ass, and then I felt his fingers slip inside my tight star.

“You should let me fuck you here, Tori. You’d still be a virgin then. I’d take my time and make sure it didn’t hurt you.” His voice was sincere, but there was no way I wanted to be penetrated in the ass before my vagina. He never understood a damned thing about me.

I climbed off and crossed my arms, and he gave me a dirty look. “What the fuck’s the matter with you?” His pissy tone was enough to make me mad, and I folded my arms and met his eyes.

“I’m not doing that!”

“Fine, relax. Come up here and finish sucking me, please? It won’t take me long to come.”

‘Then you should have no problem rubbing one off. The bathroom’s that way.” I pointed to my bathroom, and he stood and stared at the floor.

“It’s not easy, you know. I care about you, but people in normal relationships fuck, and I wanted the night to be fun.”

“Yeah? Why would you expect something more? All we do is a fight.” I was to the point I didn’t give a damn.

“I was hoping I could use the house. For a tournament. The guys need a place with a big screen so we can hook it all up and play together.” I couldn’t believe he was asking for my fucking house, but at least this time he asked.

“Fine, go ahead. But I want everyone out of here by one a.m., and you’re cleaning up after. Also, no more than ten people.”

He flashed me a wink and his boyish charm shined through. “With me and you it makes ten. Thanks, Tori. You’re the best.” He went to the bathroom and stayed in there a minute while I set out some food for his company and then retreated to my room.

Three hours later, he’d managed to behave and keep it down, but I hoped he’d mind my curfew and ask his friends to go home as soon as possible. I didn’t want anyone staying behind.

Instead of joining them, I decided to soak in a long, hot bath and as I lay there, I had more thoughts about Mr. Reed. I was still afraid he saw me as a clumsy fool and hoped that if I had another chance, I’d make him see differently. I still had one opportunity to talk to him, and that was about Katie’s reading scores. She was reading more than kids two grades ahead of her, and I felt she should enroll in the gifted and talented program at school.

I wondered if she got her mind from her father? I’d already checked into her file to make sure she was a single parent child and seeing how there was no mention of another parent, not even on an emergency contact, her mother was probably deceased or not in the picture.

I wondered if he was interested in younger women or if he was one of those men who had reservations. I didn’t want him for his money, the truth was, being a virgin at twenty-two was getting old, but I couldn’t give myself to some asshole like Kevin who was immature and not really as in love with me as he was my big screen TV.

That slow ache was back between my legs, and I couldn’t help but give it attention. I’d learned that kind of desire didn’t like to be ignored, so I reached down and rubbed my hand flat against my mound, and after rubbing a bit of firm pressure, I parted my folds with my index and ring finger so I could work my clit nice and softly with my middle fingertip. I liked to graze it, nice and slowly, barely touching until the desire built so much that I felt I’d come apart. My knees went together, and I clenched sending delicious waves of ecstasy through me as I came, sending waves through the bathwater as I moved my hips involuntarily.

A moan escaped, and my cheeks flared hot as I remembered I wasn’t home alone. I relaxed down into my water which I suddenly realized had gone cold.

Chapter 5

Ross

 

I was a bit on guard with my first job, and I kept a close eye over my shoulder and at my back as I walked into the hotel. I trusted Melanie, but this all seemed a bit too good to be true. I hoped that these clients were good people and not some crazy fuckers who would tie me up and take all of my money. I wasn’t for getting rolled, and even though I knew people hooked up like this every day, one still had to be careful, male or female.

I thought about the men that Melanie serviced and wondered if she ever got scared or had anyone get rough with her. She wasn’t exactly a tiny woman, but she was still not muscular or strong enough to manhandle anyone or get herself out of a situation.

I approached the door to the room number on the card that Melanie had given me and knocked.

A few moments later, a woman, who looked to be around thirty-five, slender and attractive, opened the door and smiled. “Hello, you must be Ross. I’m Claire Richard.” She stepped aside, and I went into the room with her.

“Yes. Melanie told me that you were attractive, but I had no idea you’d be so beautiful.” The woman was pretty, but I was just buttering her up. She was definitely above average, but she wasn’t the most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen. I might pick her up in a bar, fuck her for one night, but she wasn’t my type. But that wasn’t what this was about at all. I didn’t have to be attracted to her in any sense; I didn’t want ever to see her again, all I had to do was ram my cock in her and make her come like a fountain.

“You’re sweet and very handsome.” She walked across the room and lowered herself onto the bed. “Melanie tells me that you’re also very talented, and you can guarantee me a nice, wet time?” She lifted a brow, and I nodded. I was confident that I could give her what she wanted and she wasted no time undressing and lying back on the bed.

She was a pretty blonde with nice, plump lips, a small waist and big, though fake, breasts. The little tuft of hair that covered her mound was a perfect match, which told me her blond hair was one of the only natural things about her.

I stood at the end of the bed as she rubbed her legs together and parted them as if playing peek-a-boo with me and undressed. Her eyes followed my body down and up again, meeting my eyes with a look of approval. “Very impressive.”

My stiff cock was ready to do its job, and I decided I’d prime her with the vibrator she left on the bed. Melanie had told me she would encourage the customers to bring their toys, but just in case, I had brought a tiny egg vibrator to stimulate her clit. It was vital to a good, splashy orgasm, and made my work a hell of a lot easier.

I turned it on, and the hum was nice and steady as I lay it across her clit. “Good luck with that thing. I’ve tried a hundred times to make myself come with it, and I can’t make it happen.”

I rubbed it around, and she moaned, grinding her hips upward. I slipped the vibe in and worked it in an upward position. She cried out and covered her mouth. “Oh, my, Ross. You do know right where to touch a woman.”

“Just wait until I get my big cock in you, you’re going to come your head off.” Her eyes widened, and she squealed with excitement as I worked her. Then I let her hold the vibrator a moment while I sheathed my cock and then I took it over again. I spread her legs wide and tilted her hips as I centered my cock into position.

“Mm. I almost forgot, will you use the clamps and cuffs on the nightstand?” I glanced over to see that she’d brought along some nipple clamps and fuzzy hot pink handcuffs. I lifted a brow, and she smiled. “I’ll pay you a hundred more.”

“Sure.” I took the handcuffs and brought her wrists together above her head and locked them. She let them fall back over her head, and I knew she’d be helpless to do anything about the nipple clamps. “You sure you want these?”

“Yes, please. And if you could spank my tits and jerk those off during my orgasm?” She wasn’t fazed at all about her requests, and I shrugged.

“Which orgasm? You’re going to have many.” I set the clamps in place, and they were attached by a loose chain which lay against her breasts.

“Whichever you like, Sir.” Something about the way she’d said sir had my dick even harder than I’d imagined and once I had her clamped and tied, I centered myself back against her wet slit and nudged my cock in. She was a tight fit, and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get all the way in, but that wouldn’t matter, what I needed was only about two inches inside and upward. The magic button, also known as the g-spot.

I thrust my cock hard, and she jumped and cried out, “It’s so big and hard, Ross. I’ve never known one so hard. Ever.” She winced as I worked it in and then soon enough I was fucking her nice and steady. I worked her hole a bit, and she came once, giving me what I’d need. That initial come, no matter how minuscule it was, was like a doorway to the floodgates, and after that, I had her worked into a frenzy.

She brought her hands down and rubbed her tits, teasing the nipple clamps which I wasn’t quite ready to rip off. I wanted her to be good and tender first.

Her channel tightened and the grip of her button, which was super spongy against my cock, told me that she was almost ready so, I held that vibrator on her clit relentlessly until she was begging.

I met her eyes as I steady fucked her. “Do you feel that pinch?”

“I feel like I’ve got to pee.” She tightened her walls, and I shook my head.

“That’s not pee; you’re about to come, let it come, Claire. Don’t hold back.” I ground my hips against her button and pulled away allowing the dam to break free. Her soaking come gushed, and her eyes widened.

“Oh, my! I did it!” She celebrated as I continued to fuck her and I couldn’t help but belt a laugh. She did too and then, in a moment, she relaxed, and I thrust hard against her, pulling my cock back only as needed to give her room to spray. As she cried out, her pussy spurting more hot come all over my cock, soaking my balls, I reached up and jerked her clamps off, and she came again, this time getting splashed in the face as I thrust against her with a wet slapping noise.

The hotel’s room service would be angry, but by the end of the session, I had her laying in soaked sheets, panting for breath with tears in her eyes.

“I never thought I could. Thank you so much. Your dick is so hot and so incredible. I’d like to have you again next week if possible. Maybe midweek?” She kept twisting and pinching her legs together, and I could tell that there was something going on.

“Midweek isn’t going to work for me.” I leaned in and rubbed her mound. “Are you sure you’re finished?” I slipped my hand up her thigh and parted her, inserting three fingers into her channel and sure enough as soon as I touched it, she gushed as a dam had burst, her come soaking my hand.

She writhed on the bed with tears flowing steadily. “Thank you. Oh, you’re so amazing. I’ll pay you double if you can do midweek. Please.” She was breathless, and her money was good. It wasn’t like I had a lot of people willing to pay me that kind of money for my time or my body. Yet. Melanie seemed to think that it was all going to work out, and how could I turn down money?

“Okay, Wednesday?”

“Yes, please. And I’ll make sure to put new batteries in my vibrator. You sure gave it a workout. And me one as well.” She let loose a soft giggle.

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” She handed me the money, and I counted my hundreds before I stuffed them into my pocket, and sure enough, she’d slipped in a couple of extra crisp hundreds.

I raised a brow, but she held up her hand. “You’re so worth it.” Too much of that type of praise was going to have my ego soaring.

I waited for her to shower and leave before I got cleaned up and then I got in the car to head home. I decided to call Melanie and tell her thanks and to let her know how it went.

She let out a long sigh. “Ross, please tell me you’re in a good mood, and all went well.”

“I’m in a fantastic mood, and all went according to plan, and it was so successful that Claire tipped me two-hundred extra, and booked me for Wednesday.”

“That’s great. So, it wasn’t that bad, huh?”

She sounded a bit out of breath, and I had to wonder what her night had been like.

“No, it wasn’t. I’ll do it again. It’s the easiest money I’ve ever made in my life. I just wanted to say thanks. I finally feel like things are looking up.” I let out a sigh of relief, and she let loose a giggle.

“I’m so relieved. I worried you’d hate it and then I’d have to disappoint the others. You have quite the schedule building, and I’m sure that they’ll want to see you again after. The next job is a bit different. It’s the one where the lady would like her husband to watch. Is that going to be a problem? They are a nice couple, he’s in his fifties, and she’s twenty-nine.” The age difference seemed okay, and no one was too young, so I’d play along.

“Sounds good to me, especially since I saw the rates.”

“It is always going to be more money anytime there is more than one person. The parties are the best rates. You’ll make a killing and the best thing about those, once one person has a party like that, then the others at the party will want to have their fun too and you’ll get other bookings. Just wait, you’re going to have some fun, especially when you get used to the clients. You’ll be like family.” She let loose another giggle, and I couldn’t imagine being so intimate with another couple that I stopped seeming like a job. I trusted her though.

“It’s exciting, to say the least. I’ll see you for our weekly appointment?” She said she wanted to continue seeing me for our fun.

“Yes, I can’t let these girls have all the fun. Be sure and save a nice big load for me. Don’t go giving it all away.” Her voice was a scolding tone, and I laughed.

“Oh, I promise I won’t give it away, but I can’t promise I won’t sell it.” We shared a laugh, and when we said goodbye, I had hope that things would be okay for the first time since losing my job.

I just couldn’t let anyone close to me find out what I was doing. Above all, I had to protect Katie, and she could never know the lengths I’d gone through to take care of her.

Chapter 6

Tori

 

I rolled over in bed and felt my hard tablet beneath me. It jabbed into my side and hurt enough to wake me up. I pulled the thing from under me and placed it on the bedside table and then heard laughter from the living room. Kevin and his friends were still here, and it was almost eight a.m.

So much for having them out by midnight. I got to my feet and wrapped my robe a bit tighter around me and headed out to see what they were up to.

It appeared that the tournament was still ongoing and two of the players were so intent on the game, that they didn’t see me there. “Go that way, you idiot. You’re going to get killed.” They jabbered back and forth to one another and jerked their bodies around as they played like they were inside the game.

“Where’s Kevin?” I rubbed my eyes, and they both shrugged, and then they glanced at each other and went back to their game. Some of the others had gone home, including the only female of the bunch, who had always given me ugly looks.

I decided to go to the kitchen and get some coffee and see if Kevin was around. With any luck he had breakfast going, but he wasn’t there either. I prepared my cup of coffee, which only took a couple of minutes, and then I heard a noise in my laundry room. Kevin.

I headed there hoping to convince him that the deadbeats in my living room needed to go and that the tournament was over. But then as I stepped toward the door, I heard two voices, and one was female.

My heart began to race. Was he really doing this in my house? I took a deep breath and opened the door a small crack.

Kevin stood with his pants down around his knees as he thrust into the girl with the dirty looks who was leaned over my washing machine taking his cock and two fingers in her ass. Opening the door was enough to grab Kevin’s attention, and as he looked over, I folded my arms across my chest.

Kevin stopped mid-stroke, and the girl glanced over her shoulder. “Oops.”

“Babe, what do you want me to say? I’m sorry.” He pulled his dick from her and turned to pull up his pants.

“Get the fuck out of me house and take her with you. I want all of your shit gone, so you don’t have any reason to come back.” I walked back into the kitchen, and Kevin followed, much to the dismay of his girl who followed him in with a what the fuck expression.

“Kevin is tired of you neglecting him for your job. Maybe if you put out a little more, he wouldn’t have to cheat.”

Kevin held up his hand to the girl. “You’re not helping, Angel.” Then he gave me a little shrug and a grin. “She doesn’t know what she’s saying.” He’d obviously told her all of that.

“I don’t think you had to lie to her to get her to fuck you; she looks easy enough. Get out, Kevin. Seriously, at this point, I don’t even care.”

“Yeah, I can tell you are really broken up about it. Who is he, Tori? Who have you been seeing? Cause there has to be another man if you’re not even pissed off about this.” His eyes were hard, and Angel huffed behind him.

“Do you care about her or me, Kev? Because from what you told me, you were done with this bitch.” Angel wasn’t doing herself any favors, but she did say enough to bring him around, and he realized that I was done. He better not piss off his new girlfriend.

“Come on, Angel. Let’s go.” He took her hand and dragged her out of the kitchen and then I heard him yelling to his buddies that the tournament was over and to pack up. He let them know it was my doing and they were all pissed off at me as they left. I didn’t care. I slammed the door shut and released a long breath.

To say it didn’t hurt me that Kevin had cheated would be a lie, but it wasn’t like I’d expected it. It might have hurt more if I hadn’t been at the end of my rope with him and scoping out a new man. I walked around the house picking up the trash they’d left lying around and took it out back to the waste bin, and after an hour of cleaning up my house and vacuuming their cookie crumbs, Jackie showed up.

“Yikes, looks like I came at a bad time. If you’re spring cleaning, you’re a little late.”

“No, I’m cleaning up after the gaming tournament that my ex-boyfriend hosted in my living room before fucking his barely legal girlfriend over my washing machine.” I sprayed my coffee table down with furniture polish and wiped away the gunk they’d left behind with their snacks.

“Wait, did I hear you right? You did say ex, right? As in you finally broke up with that little piece of trash?”

“Did you hear the part about him fucking someone against my washing machine?” It probably wasn’t a surprise to her either, but the fact that I’d ditched him had been. I’d put up with a whole lot from Kevin in the past, and she’d begged me a few times to do better for myself.

“Please tell me it’s for good.” She let out a breath and slumped down on my couch dramatically.

“Yes, it’s finally over for good. I’m done with little boys. As a matter of fact, I’ve already set my sights on someone else.” I sat on the couch beside her. “Do you know my student, Katie, the one I bring into the library.”

“Yes, the little red-haired girl. She’s so smart.” Jackie leaned back against the couch.

“Right, well, I am totally crushing on her dad.”

“Oh, nice. Is he hot? I guess you gave up on much older men.” She assumed that since he had a six-year-old daughter, he couldn’t be too old.

“He’s an older man, maybe in his forties. He must have had her in his thirties. He’s so hot, and he must work out. He’s got a better body than Kevin, and many more muscles.”

“Kevin didn’t have muscles. He was a little boy.” She was exaggerating a bit, but I couldn’t help but laugh as I elbowed her side. “Forty is still too old, girl. People will think you’re his daughter and the little girl’s big sister.”

“If he will even go out with me, maybe. But, I’m not going to let that deter me. I’m tired of little boys; I want a man. I want to give myself to a man, too. Not some kid who doesn’t know what I need.”

“You sure you don’t want to go down to the club with me next weekend, and we can find you a hot guy that is maybe a few years older, but still in his twenties.”

“Still focused on sex, you mean? No thanks.”

“There’s nothing wrong with sex, you know. You do want to have sex, eventually, right?”

“Of course, I do, Silly. I just want to make sure that it’s with a man who knows how to treat me and how to make me feel good in more ways than one. I can’t tell you how tired I am of oral sex.”

“That’s because you’re the only one performing. That should always be a two-way deal if you ask me. I’m not putting his dick in my mouth unless he’s going downtown.” Jackie shook her head and pursed her lips.

“Well, lots of times I did it for Kevin so he’d stop pressuring me to fuck him and go to sleep.” I rolled my eyes and Jackie gave me a sympathetic look.

“You poor thing. You really do need a man. Someone that will make your toes curl and your eyes roll back in your head.”

“I need Mr. Reed. I think I’m going to call him and ask him to come down to the school for a meeting. I need to talk to him about his daughter’s reading level, and I thought that she might be a great candidate for the Gifted and Talented program. She’s bright in other areas too, and well above the other children even in the way she carries herself. She’s like a little old lady.”

Jackie seemed to agree. “Probably the older parent influence.”

“I thought while I have him in my room, I might see if he’d like to get together sometime. At least see if he’s dating or interested in someone my age. Not that I’d come out and ask, but you know, subtly.”

She rubbed her chin. “I don’t know, Tori, it seems a bit wrong to use your student/teacher conference time to try and pick up a student’s dad.”

“I’m not using the child. She really does have these talents, and I’m going to talk to him anyway. Is it so wrong to let him know I’m attracted by asking him out for coffee? I’m not asking him to deflower me.”

“Yet.” Jackie giggled and then gave me an apologetic look when I let out a breath. “I’m kidding. I’m sure it’s okay. All he can do is say yes or no, but keep your cool. You’re going to take him by surprise, I’m sure. It’s not every day a man his age gets hit on by a younger woman.”

“You don’t know that. You haven’t seen him. He’s a god. I haven’t met anyone hotter, ever.”

“I think I need to see him for myself to make that assessment, especially since you’ve obviously got strange desires.” She curled her lip.

“Just wait, you’re going to drop your panties when you see this man.” I bit my lip and thought about touching myself and the thoughts I’d had about the two of us. I imagined him between my legs, lapping and kissing, and then pressing his cock into me. I wondered if it were bigger than Kevin’s. I didn’t have much to compare it to, but it seemed average.

“Something tells me you’re already dropping yours over him.” Jackie gave me a teasing nudge, and I chuckled. We’d always talked openly about sex, and she was the only friend I felt comfortable enough sharing that kind of thing with. Besides, she had way more experience than me, and it was nice to have someone tell me about things I otherwise would never know.

I thought about the night before in the tub and all of the other times I’d thought about him. “Well, maybe a time or two.”

She belted a laugh, and I knew it wasn’t because I’d admitted to fingering myself while thinking about him, but because she’d guessed right.

“You have it bad.” She shook her head. “I hope it works out for you and that he is a dirty old man who dates young girls.”

“I’m twenty-two, not a little girl.”

“What if he wants you to call him daddy and sit on his lap? He might have some creepy fetish that he wants to act out.”

“Creepy fetish? What do you mean?” I had heard of people having foot fetishes, but I didn’t think that was so bad. A little weird, maybe.

“There is all sort of things men do to younger women. You should really search this sort of thing out on the internet. But then again, don’t. You may never lose your virginity.”

“I highly doubt this guy is the type. He’s an older man with a six-year-old daughter. He’s just an average guy. That’s what I like about him.” Jackie was overreacting. She was more likely to find some creepy fetish guy by going out to bars than I would being interested in a student’s father.

Chapter 7

Ross

 

I sat on the couch staring at my phone and looking for directions to the private residence I’d be going to. Melinda said this couple was a great pair, but I was still a bit nervous going to someone’s house. It all seemed so personal, not that sex wasn’t, but bringing someone into your home—a total stranger, that just seemed too much. But then it was hard to imagine having anything like that invade my home space.

I glanced down to Katie who was stretched out in a chair across the room with her nose in a book and felt another wave of guilt for what I was about to go out and do. It could have been worse, I suppose. I could have been going out to a bar and getting wasted or going out to commit felonies and hurting people. Instead, I was just going out to pleasure people. Like a whore. A dirty, raunchy whore. I tried not to let those thoughts get to me, but it was hard when I saw Katie, so young and innocent and trusting in me. She also trusted me to provide and with the funds running low and no job in sight, she’d be much more disappointed without a home or food to eat.

My focus suddenly shifted as Mia arrived at the kitchen door to watch Katie while I went out on my new job. I’d told her I was working a few hours here and there doing security and she’d been good with that excuse and hadn’t asked me a hundred questions.

She walked into the living room wearing the shortest shorts I’d ever seen her in, revealing so much of her ass that if she bent over, I’d get a show. With it, she had on a concert t-shirt that had been ripped and tied on each side to make it fit her perfect waistline.

“Mia, what the hell?” I got up and pushed her back into the kitchen before she caught too much of Katie’s attention.

“What’s the matter, Mr. Reed?”

“You know what’s wrong. Those shorts. You’ll have to go home and change. I’ve told you I’m not having you running around my house half-dressed. People see you come and go from here and I can only imagine what they think.

“I’m a grown woman and perfectly legal, Mr. Reed. Even if what they think is true, it’s not like we’re doing anything wrong.” She leaned in giving me a peek at her small perky breasts from the stretched neckline. She had on another bra under it, and it had fallen off of one shoulder.

“Is that what you want? Are you showing up here dressed like a little slut hoping I’ll have sex with you?”

She lifted her bare shoulder and smiled. “Is that something you’ve thought about?” She tilted her head and bit her lip. “Because I can’t say I haven’t thought about it, Mr. Reed.”

I wasn’t about to admit that she’d made my dick hard a few times with her revealing outfits, and that was why I had started making her go home and change. “It’s not going to happen, Mia. I care about you, and we’re friends, but I don’t have sex with young women. Twenty-five is my cut-off. You’re much too young for me.”

“So, if I was older, would you?” She tilted her chin defiantly, and something told me it wasn’t that Mia really wanted to fuck me, but that she wanted to be desired.

“I’m not going to answer that, but I do think you’re a very beautiful girl, and any guy your own age would be crazy not to want you. Now go put some pants on and come back when you’re showing less skin.”

“Have you thought about me, Mr. Reed?” She looked up at me with her thick-lashed eyelids batting and a smirk on her face. “You can tell me. I’ll tell you what I’ve thought about.” Her eyes shifted to my crotch, and she stepped closer.

“Go. Change.” I turned and walked out to finish getting ready, and by the time I left, Mia had returned wearing a pair of jeans and a long sleeve flannel shirt that looked like it belonged to a boyfriend.

“You look really good for someone going out to do security, Mr. Reed.” She gave me a wink, and I kissed Katie, and as I walked back past Mia, she leaned forward and pursed her lips and closed her eyes.

I stopped and leaned down close to her face and looked into her eyes. “Not. Going. To. Happen.” She gave me a sour look and returned her attention to my TV.

I headed out to the car and grabbed my phone for the GPS. I had to find these people and be on time, and Mia’s clothing shenanigans had already put me a tad behind schedule.

When I found the house, I couldn’t believe how big it was. This couple was loaded, and as I drove into their gates, a few extra security lights lit up. There was a man at the door, and by his age and the way he was dressed, I didn’t think he was the client.

I went inside and heard footsteps, the loud clink of high heels to be exact, on the marble floor.

“Oh, you must be Ross.” A gorgeous brunette with a loose, pink silk dress approached. She had an upturned nose and the iciest blue eyes I’d ever seen, and her body, well, it had my cock straining at my pants. She held out her hand. “I’m Octavia, but my friends call me Tavy, and we’re going to be great friends.” She locked her arm through mine and gave it a squeeze, then she rubbed her hand down my chest and leaned in and kissed my cheek.

“It’s good to meet you.”

“I’ve heard so much about you. I’m a good friend of Claire’s, and she was bragging about you.” My face turned a bit red, but I cleared my throat and looked away.

“Claire was very charming.”

She let her gaze linger on my body like she wanted to devour me, and then I heard another set of footsteps and turned to see her husband approaching. He walked with his hands locked in front of him and his head down, though his eyes were turned up to his wife.

“Look at my new playmate, darling. He’s so sexy.” She rubbed my arm, and her husband smiled and nodded. “This is my husband, Mitch. Mitch, say hello to Ross.”

“It’s very good to meet you. I hope you’ll enjoy your time here at our home.” He was an average guy, not in terrible shape, a bit of a nerdy type, and about the same height as me. I couldn’t see anything particularly strange about him or Tavy, other than she looked way out of his league.

“Shall we go upstairs, gentlemen?” Tavy turned and headed upstairs, and I couldn’t help but watch her perfect, round ass as she walked in front of me.

Mitch leaned closer. “She’s fucking gorgeous, isn’t she? You’re going to fuck that ass hard, I hope.” I hadn’t ever had permission, but as long as he was giving it out, I was game.

“Come to me, Mitch.” Tavy curled her finger and made her husband stand in front of her. “Take off those disgusting clothes.” Her voice was firm, and the expression on her face was vicious.

He took off his clothes in a hurry as she crossed her arms and watched. Then, once he was good and naked, she caged his cock and locked it tight. From what I could see, his cock was average, and I had a feeling that little problem is what started this whole act between them.

The key to his cage was on a long, gold chain which she put around her neck. She lifted her hair and let it settle between her breasts. “Now, go sit in the chair and wait for my commands. And don’t take your eyes off of us. I want you to see how a real man fucks my precious pussy. No some loser nerd with a little dick, like you.” She turned to me and was all smiles, but she looked as though she could devour me.

“Show me that big dick, and make me want it.” She wasn’t playing around, and I knew that in my role I had to stay dominant.

“You first, princess. Show me what I’m taking from your old man.”

Her eyes widened with excitement, and she turned and lifted her hair, an invitation for me to take down her zipper, then she let the pink silk puddle at her feet, and she stepped out of it, kicking it to the side. She hadn’t worn any underwear at all, and she stood before me gloriously naked.

I stepped back and took off my shirt and tossed it aside, then I unzipped my pants and let them fall. Before I could take down my boxer briefs, she put her hand on my cock, feeling me through the gray cotton.

“I can already tell you’ve got an impressive one. I want to do the honors.” She wasn’t asking. She hooked her long fingernails into my underwear and slipped then down, springing my heavy cock, which was already fully erect and an angry red shade from the blood flow.

She moaned and rubbed her knees together just looking at it and then she dropped to her knees and rubbed it against her cheek. “Oh, it’s so amazing. So much hotter than what I’m used to.” She glanced over at her husband. “Do you see this big cock? It’s going to fuck me so good. I’m going to come all over it. He’s going to fill it up with his hot come.” I wasn’t sure I was hearing her right, but I’d worry about that later. She finally stopped talking and put my cock back in her mouth.

She sucked it nice and deep, but I could tell her throat was trained to a much smaller cock, and sure enough, she gagged so hard she had to pull off and catch her breath. She squatted down, shifting her position, and then she ran her fingers down to her bare snatch and rubbed her clit.

“Mm. This cock is so good.” She slurped and sucked me in deep and then she stood and lay on the bed. “I need this cock in me right now. Please give it to me, Ross. I want you to fuck my tight hole nice and hard. Give me what I need.”

“Oh, I’m going to, don’t you worry.” I knelt on the bed, and she lifted her legs and parted them. I grabbed them and opened them wide, pushing them back against her, folding her in half for easier access. Her pussy glistened with her juices, and I leaned in and stroked my cock straight up its center, as I took a condom out of my pocket and gloved up. She made a face but didn’t protest, and then I centered my cock at her entrance and thrust hard into her tight channel.

Her eyes widened at the intrusion, and she looked at me like she’d gotten more than she’d bargained for. I stilled a moment, and with a weak voice she called out to her husband. “Oh, he’s so fucking big, baby, do you see his cock in me? Come closer and sit beside me so you can see how it’s done.”

Her husband came over and did exactly like he was told, and I began to thrust deeper, angling her hips up to work her tender spot.

“I think you should hold me, Mitch. At least make yourself useful.” She used her scolding tone well, and as her husband came closer, she sat up only to lay back in his arms. His cock was at her back, caged and useless, and he bit his lip as he watched me ram my thick cock into his wife’s pussy.

“Could you please shoot your come all over my tits?” She lifted a brow and ground her hips. My husband is going to be so disappointed if he doesn’t at least get a taste.”

“I think I can handle that.” She must have liked what I said because she screamed out and ground herself against me. Her walls clenched my cock as she came. She snaked her arm up around Mitch’s neck and brought him down to kiss her as she ground herself on me as if riding the last waves of her release.

I worked her over another two hours and through multiple orgasms, the last three of which were soakers. She’d been delightfully surprised not knowing she was capable.

I ripped my condom off when the time came, and shot my load all over her tits and tummy. She lay there, panting from her last release and smiled up at me. “Look at this huge mess he made from fucking me. That’s what a man’s come looks like. You should take note. Now, come clean me up.” I sat back and watched as the guy crawled over to his wife and sucked her come soaked nipples. The key to his cock cage was coated, and I saw that the placing was deliberate, as well as the request for me to come on her.

The whole scolding thing wasn’t for me but to each his own. When I left my balls were lighter and my pockets heavier, and that was all that mattered. Another satisfied customer and a request to come back.

Chapter 8

Tori

 

“Okay class, let’s go out for recess. Line up by the door, and we’ll take a bathroom break first.” I was settled into my routine, and this was my most relaxed time of the day, and I’d used the hour to make calls and set up appointments when I wasn’t on duty, and today I wasn’t.

“Ms. Bloom, will you be at recess today?” asked a small, familiar voice. I looked up to find Katie standing with a big red ball under her arm, propped against her hip.

“No, Mrs. Lewis is on duty today. Did you need something? I’m going to take you all to the restrooms before we go out.”

“No, ma’am. I was going to ask you about a carnival.”

“A carnival? Yes, there is a carnival in town, are you going?”

“Yes, Ma’am. My daddy is taking me tonight, but the boys were saying that there are going to be animals so big they could eat me up and evil clowns. I told them that’s not a carnival, but they don’t believe me. I told them that was a circus.”

“You’re right, Katie. There might be a nice clown or two, but there aren’t any animals at any zoos, carnivals, or circuses that want to eat you up. I think they are trying to scare you.”

“I think it’s because I’m a girl.”

“I think you’re right. Now, let’s get in line, and I’ll let you lead us to the main hall.” Katie stepped in line at the front and led the line to stand against the wall. I grabbed my cell phone knowing I would be away from my room for the next hour and then while my class filed in and out of the bathroom, Katie asked more questions.

“Do you like clowns, Ms. Bloom?” I cringed inside thinking of all the horror movies I’d seen with evil clowns but kept a straight face.

“Oh, certainly. Especially the ones who make those really pretty balloon animals.”

“Balloon animals are fun. My daddy made me a dog once, but then Mia sat on it. Do you like cotton candy?” The name Mia caught my attention. Perhaps she was a girlfriend. My heart sank.

“I love cotton candy. Who is Mia? Is she your sister?”

“I don’t have a sister. It’s just my daddy and me. Mommy went to heaven years ago.” She said the words with such a matter of fact tone that I had a feeling she never knew her mother. “Mia is my babysitter. She likes cotton candy too.”

“Oh, I see. So, it’s just going to be you and your daddy out at the carnival later?” I knew I shouldn’t impose myself on her private time, but I had to see him again.

“Yep, are you going too?” She rocked back and forth on her feet.

“I am. I thought I might go get some cotton candy and candied apples. So, maybe I will see you there?”

Her eyes lit up, and she smiled. “That would be fun. Could you go on a ride with me?” The thought of hanging out with her and her father wasn’t exactly what I thought I’d be doing all night, but it might be the only chance to see him away from school.

“If I see you, I will.” Mrs. Lewis came up that time and led the kids away, and Katie looked back over her shoulder and gave me a little wave.

I waved back and went to my classroom to find my paperwork. I had her father’s phone number on record, and I decided to add it to my phone, so I could call him while I was on my conference time. I typed his number and waited.

“Hello?” His voice was friendly, but also deep and seductive. I could imagine him whispering naughty things in my ear with that voice.

I snapped out of my daze and cleared my throat. “Is this Ross Reed?”

“Yes, it is, and this is?”

“I’m Tori Bloom; I’m your daughter’s teacher. I talked to you the other day about making an appointment to come in and discuss your daughter’s grades and her reading level. I’d also like to discuss the Gifted and Talented program a bit more and get your opinions on placing your daughter there.”

“I can’t come in any earlier than next week, could I call you back then and set something up? My weeks have been a little crazy lately.”

I raked my hand through my hair and pulled my lips into a tight line. I had wanted to see him sooner. I’d hoped that if he would make the appointment earlier; then I could keep myself from going to the carnival.

“That sounds, good. Just let me know when it’s a good time.” I held the phone a moment, but couldn’t think of anything clever to say. “Well, thanks then, you have a good day, and we’ll be in touch.” I waited for him to say goodbye and then hung up the phone.

I got up and took off to the library where Jackie was stacking books and entering numbers into the computer. The library was empty, and she didn’t get much traffic in unless the kids had a special project or event.

“Hey, why do you look like the cat that ate the canary?” Jackie leaned against the counter and gave me a level stare.

“I just talked to him.” She narrowed her eyes as if trying to remember, but I knew she was only kidding around with me. “Ross Reed, the older hottie.”

“Yeah, did you set up a conference time so you could talk about his kid?” She lifted a brow.

“He’s calling back next week, but I might have an opportunity to see him sooner than later.” I pulled my lips in tight and winced. I knew it was a desperate move, but I was sure it would work.

Jackie backed away from the counter. “Oh no, you’ve got a plan don’t you.” We’d never had much luck with my plans in the past, but this time it only involved me.

I held out a hand. “You’re safe, but yes, I do. Unless you tell me how terribly wrong it is, I think I might have a plan, at least a way to see him sooner than planned.”

“And how come I think this could be a bad idea?” She stepped back up and entered another number into the computer.

“Katie came up to me asking about the carnival that’s in town, and she said that her dad is taking her tonight. I told her I might see her there and she asked me to go on a ride with her if I did.” I waited for her to tell me how inappropriate it was, but she shook her head.

“You realize that would make you a creepy stalker, right? I mean unless you had planned all ready to go to the carnival.” She paused from her typing and met my eyes. “I don’t remember you saying anything about going to the carnival tonight, as a matter of fact, we were going to go out and get a drink.”

“Well, we could go get a drink, and then we could go to the carnival after. I’d feel better going with a friend and then—

“No way. We can go get a drink, and you can go to the carnival alone. I’m not getting involved in babysitting while you and this Ross guy pop your cherry on the Ferris wheel.”

“I wish,” I mumbled. “But no, it wouldn’t be like that. I didn’t want to go to this thing alone, and it wouldn’t look as creepy as if I showed up alone.”

“Why don’t you just call him up and ask him out for a drink sometime. At least then there is no false pretense, and you’d be able to meet without his daughter around.” It was no use; she wasn’t going to go for it.

“Okay, fine.” I turned to walk away, and she cleared her throat.

“Tori, I want you to promise me you won’t go.”

I stopped in my tracks and looked over my shoulder. “I can’t do that, Jackie. He’s the hottest guy I’ve seen in ages, and if I thought Katie would mind, I wouldn’t do it. And if I get kidnapped I’m going to blame you.”

“Fine, we’ll go.” She let out a sound of frustration as I turned around and ran back to the counter.

“Thank you!” I placed my hand on hers, and she pointed a finger at me.

“If he’s some pervert, I’m taking you out of there kicking and screaming.”

I held out my hand she shook on it. “That’s a deal.”

I left and went back to my room and graded papers for the rest of the hour after grabbing something from the snack machine. As I sifted through pages and laughed at what some of the kids wrote for answers, I thought about him. I wondered what made him a widower and guessed it had to have been just after his daughter was born that his wife died. I wondered if he dated at all and knew that sometimes men didn’t date again after the love of their life was gone. The best I could do would be to get to know him, and if he turned out to not be the guy for me, at least I tried.

I would definitely let him know I was interested in having a drink with him or maybe dinner sometime and let fate take it from there. If we were meant to be, we’d be.

I spent the rest of my grading time, thinking about what to wear. Jackie had always dressed up to go out, and though her style was always a bit edgier than me, I figured she could help me look amazing.

I wanted him to want me as much as I wanted him.

Chapter 9

Ross

 

Katie was excited about the carnival, and I was thrilled to have enough extra money to take her. My money had been so tight lately that we’d been spending a lot of our quality time at the park or the public library. Lucky for me my little girl loved to read, and she was already asking me if she could move up to chapter books. I’d read to her throughout the years, but I couldn’t take credit for her insane love of books. That had come from her mother along with her red hair and temper. Katie didn’t get upset or angry often, but she’d had her moments like any child and could be downright stubborn at times. Today she was trying my patience with what shoes she wanted to wear to the carnival.

“But the red ones are my favorite.” She stomped her foot and crossed her arms.

“The white ones are going to be more comfortable. I’m not carrying you when your feet get tired. You’re wearing the white ones.”

“Please, Daddy?” She poked out her little lip, and in an instant, I was butter.

I knelt down and brushed her hair from her face. “The reason I don’t want you to wear the red ones is that it’s usually really muddy at the carnival, and if you wear the red sandals they will not only get your feet all icky, but they’ll mess up your favorite pair of shoes. But if you really want to wear them, I’ll let you, but it will be the last time you wear them.”

She looked at her feet and then slipped off her sandals. “Thanks, Daddy. I wouldn’t want to mess up my favorite pair of sandals.” And just like that she ran to her room singing and changed into the white shoes.

While I waited downstairs, Mia showed up. “Hey, I hope you didn’t think I needed you tonight. I’m taking Katie to the carnival.”

“No, I came to see if you ever cashed that check you mentioned so I could get paid.” She was dressed in tight jeans which while covering as much skin as they did, were still borderline obscene, and of course, her favorite tank top and bra combo.

I reached into my wallet and took out a crisp hundred. “Here, I’ll get you the rest tomorrow. I was going to ask if you could start coming by more often in the evenings.”

She leaned in closer and smiled. “More security work or did you find a girlfriend?”

“It’s work, and you’d make more money, so that’s all you need to know. What do you think?” She’d never told me no before, and I didn’t think she would now, but she wanted me to think she would. I kept my expression unreadable as she seemed to think about it.

“I will do it on one condition.” She smiled and batted those thick lashes.

“What’s that?” I waited to see what kind of bargain she came up with and she closed the distance between us and placed her hand on my arm.

“A kiss.” She put her finger to her mouth, and I leaned in and kissed her forehead. “No, a real kiss.”

I let out a long breath. “No, what else do you want?”

She slouched and rolled her eyes. “Fine, but I want to have a friend over with me now and then.”

I hadn’t let her have her friends in my house, but now that Katie was a tad older, she could tell me if anything went wrong. “Fine, one friend limit, and no sex.”

“Deal. So, you’re not going to tell me what you’re up to?” She shifted on her feet and gave me a wide grin.

“No.”

“Daddy—

Katie walked around the corner and saw Mia and her little face fell into a scowl. “You’re not leaving, are you Daddy? We’re going to the carnival, right?”

Mia held out her hand. “Take it easy, kiddo. I’m not staying.”

“Mia came to get paid.”

“Are you taking your boyfriend out again?” Katie grabbed Mia’s hand and hugged her tight around the waste.

“Maybe. If he’s nice.” Mia smoothed out Katie’s ponytails.

“He’s not nice. He called you a name.” Mia gave her a look, and she pulled her lips in tight and covered her mouth.

“When did you hear that?”

“He just stopped by for a minute, and when I told him he couldn’t stay, he said I was being a B-I-T-C-H.”

“That spells bitch, Daddy, and that’s what he called her.” I gave Mia a look, and she stuck her hands in her back pocket and lifted her shoulders.

“Nice. Thanks for the lesson, Katie, but I don’t want you to say that word again. It’s not nice, and a man shouldn’t call a woman that.”

“Sorry. I didn’t know she overheard.”

I placed my hand on her shoulder. “Mia, you shouldn’t let anyone talk to you that way. Especially if they are going to use that word.” My wife used to loathe that word and said that people, especially women needed to quit using it.

“Thanks.” She gave me and then Katie a hug before leaving, and I knew I was going to have to have another talk with her about it later.

Katie and I went to the carnival, and it didn’t take us long to find the mud.

“I’m glad this isn’t my red sandals, Daddy.”

“I’m glad too because I’m not quite sure that mud wasn’t sewage.” I wiped her shoes the best I could, but they were ruined. At least one of them was. I used the sink in the public bathroom to clean up and had Katie stand within sight after making sure the place was empty.

“Can we go get some cotton candy now?” We hadn’t been to the carnival but for an hour when the shoe incident had occurred, and we hadn’t seen much other than a few exhibits. For some reason, she’d asked the first clown she saw if he was evil, and the guy had looked at me like she’d ripped his heart out. I spent ten minutes explaining why it wasn’t polite to ask that.

We headed to the first cotton candy stand we could see, and as I waited to place our order, Katie got excited and tugged my pant leg.

“What is it, sweetheart?” I looked down, and she had one arm out and her finger extended to a woman who was stepping up to the stand; her teacher, Ms. Bloom.

“Ms. Bloom! We’re getting cotton candy. Do you want some too?”

I went ahead and ordered a third bag of candy and an extra lemonade. “Oh, no, that’s not necessary.

“It’s no trouble. It’s good to see you.” The young woman had kind eyes and sexy smile, and she didn’t look a day over nineteen.

“It’s great to see you too.” A couple of men passed by and stared her up and down, the way I had done before I realized who she was.

“Are you here alone?”

“Yes, I was supposed to meet a friend, but she backed out on me, and I was already here so I thought I’d get some cotton candy.”

“Well, here you go. Mission accomplished. Would you like to walk around with us for a bit? We’re only here another hour or so, and then I’ll get Katie home for bed.”

“Sure. I’d tell you to let her stay up late, but I don’t want to get myself into trouble.” She giggled, and Katie swung her arm.

She wore a pair of tight jeans with boots and a loose-fit top and my eyes trailed down to her cleavage. She was not at all the immature type like Mia, and that reflected in her dress and how she carried herself.

“You don’t look like the type to get into trouble.”

She turned a soft shade of pink and Katie stepped between us. “She’s not trouble, Daddy. She’s a teacher. She makes the rules.”

We shared a laugh at Katie’s observation, and finally, our lemonades were ready. We took our drinks to a picnic table and sat. Tori seemed a bit flushed and kept giving me curious glances, the type that a woman gives a man when she’s interested.

I wasn’t sure that was a good idea. Even though she seemed to have her head on better than most younger women, having a degree and being a teacher, she was still young enough to be my daughter.

I decided it might be best to keep our conversation geared toward school. “About that program, you were saying you feel Katie would be a shoe-in.”

“Yes,” she nodded as she stuffed the candy fluff into her mouth. “She’s reading well beyond her level, and she’s even doing so much better than the other kids with math and geography. Granted, we’re just a first-grade level class, but we try to incorporate some of those subjects as an early introduction for second-grade. Do you travel often?”

“No, not at all, but her mother and I used to.” Her face fell, and I knew she must wonder about Katie’s mother. “She had kidney failure brought on by diabetes. She died three years ago.”

“I’m so sorry.” She looked at Katie who was busy making a cotton candy mustache. “It’ must be tough raising her all alone.”

“Raising children is tough for two parents, but we’re hanging in there.”

“You’re doing quite well. She’s a very impressive little girl.” She wrung her hands together and then put a stray strand of pale blond hair behind her ear. Her eyes were so pale blue they were almost gray. “You can’t go wrong with the GT program. Of course, she will get to stay in my class for half the day, but she’ll have to go down to Mrs. Lewis’ class for the other half.”

“If that’s what you think is best, I trust you.”

“Do I get to read more?” Katie had been taking it all on. “And I’d like to have another recess and a few trips to the library more per week.”

“This isn’t a negotiation, Katie.” I smoothed down her hair in front. “You’ll be in a special class where you can do your best work.”

“I think you’ll enjoy it, Katie. They do get to go on special trips the other kids don’t get to attend.” That seemed to sell it for Katie. She was bouncing in her seat and then she gave Ms. Bloom a hug. “I will still need you to come in and talk a bit more, and sign the papers.”

Something told me she just wanted to see me again and I don’t think I was being arrogant. She hadn’t stopped looking at me with that star-struck look. I’d noticed her acting the same that day she hit her head in my car, and I wasn’t blind to her checking me out.

The idea of fucking her had my blood flowing, but I knew that wasn’t a good idea, not to mention a conflict of interest where my daughter was concerned, and that’s not counting the age difference, which I still was tempted by.

Working over a hot young thing like her. I could show her things I bet she’d never thought she was capable of and I’d do it all free of charge. I shook off the insane, filthy thoughts and decided I better keep my mind out of the gutter and temptation at bay.

But then she asked me a simple question that not many did often. “If you don’t mind me asking, how old are you?”

“I’m fifty-eight.” She licked her lips, and her cheeks reddened. It was the perfect opportunity to ask her the same. There was no way she was as young as she looked, and with any luck, she was at least twenty-five.

“I’m twenty-two.” Dammit. Too young. My cock was protesting, but my brain was saying no way.

“I’m six,” said Katie and then she jumped up to hug me, kneeing me in the crotch. It was what I deserved for having naughty thoughts about her teacher.

Chapter 10

Tori

 

My heart pounded the entire time we sat together, and I couldn’t help but check out his body. I’d have bet money that he was not a day over forty, and by his fit shape he must work out every day. Now and then I’d catch him looking as nervous as I felt and he adjusted himself under the table a couple of times which made me take notice.

When we stood, I could see a rather large bulge in the front of his pants. I’d thought about that part of him more than once, and I longed to have him use it on me. Sitting there with him and his daughter, I could tell that he was just the type of man I needed to give myself to.

We walked around the carnival and played a few games. I had a stroke of luck at the dart game and ended up winning a teddy bear for Katie.

Katie yanked on her dad’s pant leg and begged him for tickets. “Ms. Bloom promised a ride with me!”

His brows pinched with confusion. “She did?” I had made that promise at school, and he turned and glanced my way as if waiting for an explanation.

“I did. Earlier today she told me that she was coming and I told her I might see her.” He seemed to understand and smiled.

“What a stroke of luck. How about we play a few more games while you finish your lemonade.” He gave me a crooked grin, and we walked to the next booth which was a goldfish toss. If you ringed the bowl, you kept the fish.

“Can I get a fish, Daddy?” Katie jumped up and down. “I’ll take good care of him.”

“These fish don’t live very long.” He gave her a warning look.

“I’ll have to make what life he does have really special, then.” The little girl seemed to truly believe that was all that mattered and it warmed my heart that she had such compassion for her age.

I saw the moment he gave in; his shoulders slouched and he let out a sigh. “Indeed. I don’t suppose one tiny fish will hurt.” He paid the man and got three rings. The first he tossed without a care as if he assumed it would be easy. But the ring bounced off the rims and landed in an empty space. On the second, he stuck out his tongue, curling it up against his top lip, which gave me all kinds of ideas where he could put it. He tossed the ring and looped a bowl.

Katie cheered and hugged his legs then she turned and hugged mine too. My eyes met Ross’s, and he smiled, happy to hand back the third ring to the attendant.

“No, sir. You have another chance. Two fish are better than one.” The guy turned around to take another players tickets, and Ross made a face.

“That’s debatable,” he said. He put his tongue out and tossed the last ring and ringed another bowl.

Katie let out a little squeal of delight, and the attendant let her pick out her two fish. She took one that was white and gold speckled and the other which was standard gold. “Aren’t they beautiful?” She had a bit of trouble holding both bowls, and so I took one of her hands and her father, who was still holding her lemonade, took the other.

“Are you done with this?” He asked about the drink and Katie nodded, still looking into the bowl he held. Ross handed me the other bowl and headed to the nearest trash and then he took the bowl back. “That’s much better. Have you decided what to name them?”

“This one is Ms. Bloom, and this one is Mr. Daddy. They are going to get married.” My cheeks stained with blush as his eyes met mine and then he let out a nervous laugh and patted her head.

“That’s nice, sweetheart, but I’m not sure fish get married.”

“Of course, they do, Daddy. How else do they make baby fish?” She shrugged her little shoulders as he stifled a chuckle and glanced my way.

“I guess I walked right into that one.”

“Can I ride something now?” Katie tapped the glass of the bowl and made little kissing sounds at her new fish.

“I guess. What do you want to ride?”

“How about we go on the carousel, and that will be our ride together?” I held out my hand and led the way after she jumped with delight and Ross gave an approving nod.

He held the two fish as we went around and around and I couldn’t help but stare at him as I passed. I could get used to this. Not just spending the night with Ross, but Katie as well. I’d never had a mom or a dad, and my aunt had never taken the time to take me places like this. I’d had to go along with friends and watch the family thing from the outside looking in. Katie was a real sweetheart and an all-around good kid, and Ross seemed like the perfect father, and I imagined he’d be the perfect boyfriend.

I was going to do it. I would ask him out before the night was over.

We rode the bumper cars next, and the attendant was nice enough to babysit our fish for us so we could all three participate. Katie drove her car into her father, and he bounced into me pinning me against the wall.

“Sorry,” he called over his shoulder as he drove away and I took off after him, prepared for impact.

“Oops, I said as I slammed into him. He belted a laugh that rose above the noise of the cars, and then Katie smashed into us both. We were having a wonderful time, and then the ride was over. When I stepped out of the ride, I stumbled, tripping on a large cable. I felt myself lunge forward, but Ross caught me before I went down, his strong arms wrapping around me. He smelled amazing. As he put me back on my feet, I looked into his eyes which were smoldering, and his mouth was so close it would have been nothing to reach up and kiss him.

My breath hitched as a wave of desire washed over me with a tingle between my legs. And he stared at me with an unreadable expression, and then he cleared his throat and backed away. It all happened so fast, but seemed to me, to be in slow motion.

“Are you okay, Ms. Bloom?” Katie took my hand, and I smiled at her.

“Yes, thank you.” I met his eyes. “I’m afraid I was still getting my land legs back. That must have been an awfully hard hit your daddy gave me.” And oh, I’d love for him to give me more.

“That was fun,” said Katie taking her fish from the man. She made soft cooing noises at them and then saw the next ride she wanted to take. “Daddy! Can I do that?” She pointed up at a huge slide, and he took her fish and gave her the tickets as we followed her to it.

We stood against the railing with our namesakes and watched as she went up the long ladder and waited in line behind the other kids halfway to the top.

“Thanks for letting me tag along. I haven’t had this much fun in a long while.” I stared as he kept his eyes on Katie as if she were much too far away for his comfort.

“It has been fun. Katie really likes you.” My heart was in my throat. I wanted him to like me, and to know I liked him. With Katie busy, it was my chance to let him know how I felt.

“You know, maybe we could go grab a drink sometime? I’d like to get to know you a bit better.” I couldn’t believe I’d managed to get the words out without stuttering. My nerves were buzzing so bad I was on the verge of shaking.

He turned and met my eyes, his face wearing a much softer expression. “I’m sorry, Tori. You’re a nice girl, but I don’ think it’s appropriate for us to see each other that way with you being Katie’s teacher and well, I hope you understand, but I don’t date young girls your age.”

“I’m a grown woman, actually. Not a child and your age don't bother me. I’m attracted to older men.”

“I’m sorry. It’s really nothing personal. You’re a gorgeous young woman and if you were three years older, who knows.”

I couldn’t believe what I’d heard. “If I were three years older? That’s ridiculous.” I was suddenly pissed and ready to leave, but I didn’t want to rush out on Katie.

“It’s ridiculous, but a necessary limit.”

“I guess we all have our limits.” I followed his eyes as he looked up at Katie who was at the very top and about to come down.

She caught air after a few of the humps in the slide and was giggling so hard she was beet red. “I want to do it again, Daddy!”

“Katie, I’m afraid I have to go. It’s getting close to my bedtime, and I still have papers to grade.”

She frowned and looked at her Daddy. “Are we leaving too?”

“How about I let you take one more ride and then we’ll walk Ms. Bloom to her car.” He turned and lifted his brow, but I had the feeling he wasn’t asking. It was like he wanted to play some fatherly, protective role with me.

“You two go ahead. I’ll be fine.” I leaned down and hugged Katie and then handed her to Mr. Reed.

Ross shook his head and placed his hand on my arm. “I’d feel better if I walked you out.”

“I walked in here all alone.”

“And that makes me nervous too, so just wait a moment and I’ll—

“Fine.” I stood against the rail, and he seemed to relax a moment while handing Katie another row of tickets. She climbed the ladder, and this time the line wasn’t as long.

“Thank you for waiting. I don’t feel good about a young woman walking alone at night.”

“Let me guess, in your day that’s how they did it?” I mocked his age by doing my best old man impression.

He chuckled. “Now you’re the one being ridiculous.”

“I was trying to escape the awkwardness of your rejection, but thank you for insisting I stick around.” I shook my head and kept my eyes toward Katie.

“I’m sorry it’s awkward. But I’d rather you be a little uncomfortable than turn up missing. My daughter would miss her favorite teacher.” He smiled and gave me a nudge.

“It’s good to know you care.” I took out my phone, and he let out a short huff as I checked the time.

Finally, Katie came down, and she took her father’s hand as I carried one of her fish all the way to my car. “Thanks for everything.”

After unlocking my car and passing Ms. Bloom off to Ross, who now held both fishbowls, I got inside my car and shut the door. I let out a sigh as I put the key in the ignition and watched as they walked the next aisle over.

Once they were out of sight, I lay my head back on the seat and groaned. I’d made a fool of myself. The worst part was, I still wanted him.

Chapter 11

Ross

 

Katie and I headed out every morning, and we were well adjusted to our routine. We’d get up and have breakfast, then get dressed for the day and I’d take her through the circle and drop her off with her teacher. I’d noticed the beautiful, young Ms. Bloom before, but hadn’t thought much about her until after the night a couple of weeks back when she’d showed up at the carnival and spent the evening with Katie and me.

I wanted to think she hadn’t orchestrated that meet up, but the way she’d stared at me the entire time, not to mention asking me out and the reaction she’d given me when I’d rejected her, had me wondering.

It was a nice effort on her part and if it was orchestrated, and I was complimented by the effort even though I’d had to pass. Since that night I’d only seen her in the pickup line, and we still hadn’t gotten together to discuss Katie.

The truth was, I’d thought about her and even wondered if I’d done the right thing by rejecting her. What was three years? It wasn’t like she was twenty. She had completed college and had a career, which is more than I could say for some of the women I’d dated who were much older.

I pulled around the loop and stopped, making my way up the line, one car length at a time and watched as she walked forward greeting the other children as she opened the car doors and took their hands.

I hated that I’d made her uncomfortable, insisting on walking her out to her car, but the fact that she would even consider doing something so unsafe for an attractive girl her age, it made me nuts. I hoped my own daughter would use better judgment and not be in a dark parking lot alone at night.

We inched up another car length, and she looked my way. She had been smiling, but it faded a bit, and she quickly looked the other way, lifting her chin as a show of feigned confidence.

I imagined her that night when I got home. How she’d felt in my arms when she’d stumbled, how she’d smelled. Her soft hair had brushed against my cheek, and I’d wanted to touch it. Instead, I’d stroked my cock thinking about it that night in the shower, and a few since. In fact, her interest in me had been so flattering that she had been my go to for the few nights I’d had off.

I certainly would have the stamina for her. Something about all the kinky hookups had my cock super responsive, and even on my nights off, I had found myself masturbating to get a release.

Those were the nights I could have seen her, taking her out for a nice casual date. It would have been a nice change from the kinky shit I was doing every night in between. But it was that kinky shit that kept me from calling her, and why I didn’t think that breaking my rule was a good idea.

“Daddy, can we have ice cream tonight?” Katie had asked for ice cream for the past few nights, and since I had to work, I’d had to say no.

“How about I go to the store and buy a carton for you and Mia to have after dinner?” She made a face, and it was clear that the ice cream wasn’t what she wanted. She missed her daddy. She’d told me so a few times and even asked if I could stay home. It was always hard to go out, especially knowing what I was doing, but it was to keep us fed and keep us in our home. I had to take care of her and hoped that one day, she’d understand.

“Okay, Daddy.” She kept her face turned toward the window as I pulled up. Tori opened the door.

I offered her a wide smile. “Hey, how have you been?”

“Good, thank you.” She stepped forward, and I got a good look at her knee-length pencil skirt, and as she leaned across Katie to undo her seatbelt, I couldn’t help but see down her blouse. She was sexy, and I had to remind myself she wasn’t much older than Mia to keep my dirty thoughts at bay. It was no use, as she stepped away with my daughter and shut the door, I caught a glimpse of her ass. She was all woman, indeed, and I could think of a hundred ways I wanted to have her.

No. No. No.

I drove away knowing I had to focus on my next interview. I needed a decent job that would pay the bills and take me away from my current lifestyle. I was turning into a proper man-whore, and I wasn’t being the type of person I wanted to be. Even though the sessions were more money than I’d ever made at any nine to five job I wanted to be someone my little girl could be proud of. Soon.

An hour later I was walking out of my interview in a shitty mood, and thankful I had some way of making money. There had been nine other men in line for the same job, and once again I would be passed up for a younger man. It was almost laughable, not that I felt much like laughing, that I was selling sex at my age, but was too old for an honest living. All of those young bucks were taking the good jobs, but there I was getting more pussy than most of them and getting paid.

I got in my car and decided to head over to Melanie’s a bit early to discuss my next client. I called as I approached the house and saw another car there. She had me wait until they were gone to come over, which wasn’t long.

I knocked on the door once the coast was clear. She opened the door and stepped away to wave me in. She was dressed in her robe, and her hair was tied back. There were marks on the tops of her breasts, and I couldn’t help but notice.

She pulled the robe closed over them and shook her head. “It’s nothing.”

“Doesn’t look like nothing.” My eyes were hard with anger, and I worried for her safety while she was entertaining. “You told me that no one ever gets rough.”

“I told you that I’m not abused, and I’m not. My last client got a little carried away, but it was expected.”

“You mean he does that every time?” I didn’t like that at all, and she stepped closer, opening her robe to show me the marks, but revealing much more.

“He’s got a breastfeeding fetish.”

“Are you lactating?” I cupped her breasts, taking it into my hand as I rubbed the tender, red flesh.

She flashed me a wicked grin. “No, but he’s paying extra to try and stimulate it.”

“And what if he does?” I didn’t think it would be too good for her other business, but she didn’t seem bothered.

She shook her head. “He won’t; he likes being deprived. It’s a head fuck.” I let out a breath of relief and pinched her nipple. She giggled and turned away closing her robe.

“You keep doing that, and I’ll be discussing your next client while on my back.” She walked to the couch and offered me a seat, and I sat next to her thinking that might not be a bad idea.

“I’m game.”

She gave a soft laugh. “I do think better with a big, fat cock in me. These sessions make me so horny and sometimes I just want to fuck them so badly, just to get off.”

“What do you usually do?” I wondered if she’d relieve herself with a toy.

“I have a hot, older man who gives me the most amazing orgasms once a week.” She winked and then crossed her legs.

“Oh, right. No wonder you come like you do. You’re thinking of all those other men, all of those other fantasies.” I put my arm around her as I leaned back on the couch beside her.

“What we do is ten times hotter than anything I do with anyone else. Why do you think I wanted to make sure I still got my time with you?”

“You flatter me.”

“It’s true.” She ran her hand up my thigh. “I’ve got a nice little money maker for you. I’ve told you about doing the parties. Here’s your next client. She’s getting married in a month and wants you to come and hang out with her and some of her friends. I think she said that she’s got nineteen friends joining her and she wants a hot cock to play with.”

“No penetration, right?” I remembered she’d told me that the only penetration was oral.

“They are all going to want to get a taste of you. Remember to keep moving down the line and don’t pay more attention to the others as you do the client herself. She also mentioned if you might be interested in fucking her, protected of course, but she called this morning and asked if it was an option. I told her I’d call her back and let her know, but that you’d expect a nice bonus. She said that’s possible.”

“She wants me to fuck her in front of all her friends?”

“More precisely, she wants you to choose her in front of all of them. You see, Ross, it’s not about cheating or one last fling. It’s really a way that she can show the others that she’s hotter than them. It’s like a pissing match if you will. So, again, don’t piss off the client by sucking her best friend’s nipples too long. She wants to be desired above the others. It’s her night. Show the others a little fun.”

“I see. Tell her I’ll do it for more money.” I thought of being somewhere like that and seeing someone I know. Melanie had told me that when that sort of thing happened, that’s when discretion was key. I was the one with the upper hand, and most of the women wouldn’t talk not wanting to be outed themselves.

She stroked my cock through my pants. “You’re distracted.” She pulled her hand away and rested her head in her palm as she propped against the back of the couch facing me. “What’s going on with you?”

I was still in a daze with everything on my mind. “I’ve been in a funk all morning. It’s Katie’s teacher. She asked me out, and I said no.”

“Wow, her teacher? Is she not your type?”

“Oh, she’s gorgeous. She’s twenty-two.” I met her eyes, and she nodded knowing my reservations.

“You know, it wouldn’t be much different if she were twenty-five. But I can understand you not wanting to jump into anything with your current state of affairs.”

“Yeah, it might not be a good time to form a relationship. But, don’t you feel like she’s too young for an old man like me?”

“I think you’re a bit too worried about what people think. You don’t look your age, and it’s acceptable these days. Unless you’re worried about Katie?”

“She loves her teacher. She named her new goldfish after us and performed a wedding ceremony for them.” She’d done it the next day after the carnival and had asked if they could share a new bowl. I’d gone out to buy one, and she spent the whole night waiting for them to kiss.

“Oh, I see. You think she’s going to expect more.”

“I think she already does.” And with that, I got to the root of my problem. It wasn’t that I didn’t want Tori Bloom, but, the current state of affairs aside, I wasn’t sure I was ready for a real relationship with anyone, twenty-two or forty. Especially if it was going to give Katie false hope.

Chapter 12

Tori

 

Getting Ross Reed to come in and deal with his daughter’s education was like pulling teeth, and as soon as I’d arrived for work, Mrs. Lewis had reminded me that time was running out for enrollment for the next semester.

As embarrassed as I was to talk to him, I decided I had to swallow my pride for Katie’s sake and give him a call.

I dialed the number, holding my breath that he would be able to make it on the same day.

“Hello, Tori,” he said immediately. I was surprised that he knew who I was and realized he must have saved my name in his phone from the last time I called.

“Hi. I was calling to see if you could come in as soon as possible and fill out these papers for your daughter’s enrollment. The deadline is approaching, and I’m supposed to turn in the forms by Thursday.” I actually had a few more days than that, but I wanted to put a bit of pressure on him so he’d try to come.

“How about today? If you think you can fit me in.” My heart raced at the idea, and I cleared my throat.

I had a few places I’d like to fit him and blushed thinking about it. “That would be perfect.” I tried to remain calm, but the idea of spending time alone with him, even to fill out papers, turned me on. “I have a free period at one during the kid’s music class if you’d like to stop by?” That would be a perfect time if he could make it with none of the children in my room.”

“I’ll be there. See you soon.” He ended the call, and I tucked my phone into my pocket and took off to find Jackie while the kids were still gone to PE.

She was behind her counter on her computer with an intent look on her face. She looked up and saw me enter. “How are you? Long time, no see.” She’d canceled the trip to the carnival, but I knew she did it hoping I’d stay home. I hadn’t told her I’d gone knowing she’d be angry.

She walked around the counter, joining me at the nearest table.

“I’m nervous. Ross Reed is finally going to show up and enroll Katie in the program.”

“Why would that make you nervous.” She stared at me with narrowed eyes and then it hit her. “You went to the carnival, didn’t you?”

“Yes, and I asked him out, and he turned me down.” I didn’t care that she knew. I was prepared to tell her in my own time. I should have known she’d guess. She knew me too well.

“Ouch, you got turned down by an old man. That has to sting.” She made a face and then held up her hand. “I’m sorry, really. I mean, I’m sure that’s going to make things awkward.”

“Yes, it does, thanks so much for pointing that out.” I gave her a withering glance, and she laughed.

“I’m sorry, but that’s what you get for going out there all alone.”

“Not you too, he wasn’t thrilled that I’d gone alone either.”

“Does he know that you went there to try and score a date, or did he buy the whole coincidence line?” I hadn’t thought about it, but there was a chance he’d thought that especially after Katie had mentioned that I knew about their trip.

“Great, now I feel like an even bigger loser.” I had considered asking him out again, but now there was no way.

“You’re not a loser. You’re a catch, and if that old geezer didn’t know it, then it’s his loss.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “When you see him, you’re going to want to retract that old geezer statement.”

“I’ll make sure and sneak a peek. What time will he be here?” She seemed as if she didn’t believe me and that was fine, she’d see soon enough.

I sat with her until it was time for my class to return and then I spent the rest of the day working with them on usual class business and grew more nervous as the time approached.

I sat in my room alone at one and wondered if he would be late, and five minutes later he came in apologizing.

“I’m so sorry. I got behind a funeral procession. I would have called, but I didn’t think I’d be this late. Should I have gotten a tardy pass?” He was dressed in casual jeans and a long-sleeve cotton shirt that brought out his eyes, making them almost as bright as Katie’s.

“It’s fine. Here are the papers and I’ve already marked each place I need your signature with an X. I need to you read over the parental expectations and sign that form as well. It’s vital to the program that, while we’re doing all we can on our end, the parents do their part at home. We’ll be sending home quite a bit of work on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and we have special incentives which we will need your permission for as well.”

He nodded and looked at the papers as I pointed to each section, then he took a moment to read through it and finally, reached for a pen. As he scrawled his signature, he glanced up. I turned my eyes down to the paper and tried to busy myself. I didn’t want him to catch me gawking, but it was hard to take my eyes off his strong chest and arms.

I adjusted my collar remembering being pressed up against him, and wished I had something I could trip over, so he’d save me again. Maybe I’d get lucky when I walked him out.

“How have you been?” he asked looking up over the papers.

The question took me by surprise, and I sat up in my seat and squared my shoulders. “I’ve been good, thanks.” I would have been better if he hadn’t turned me down and it took all of my restraint not to tell him so.

“Well, that’s good to hear. I bet you’re looking forward to the holidays. Do you have family close?”

“No, my aunt is my only family, and she lives out of state.” The holidays were still some time away, and I knew he was just making small talk.

“Will you be traveling?”

“No, I will probably read a book.” I let out a breath realizing how pathetic that sounded. “Unless my best friend, Jackie and I make plans. We’ve talked about going on a cruise for the holidays, but she has a family, and so her mother would throw a fit.” I felt even more pathetic by the time I finished rambling, and he put his final signature on the paper and pushed it across the desk. I took it, and our fingers brushed together, and he met my eyes.

“You understand why I turned you down, don’t you? I mean, I explained it wasn’t personal, and the last thing I wanted was to make things personal.”

“I understand, I just think it’s a stupid reason.” I shrugged, and he seemed taken aback.

“Well, I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone call me stupid, but thank you for your honesty.”

“I just thought we’d have fun together. I still do.” I leaned in closer. “I’m sure we could find something we both had in common.” I let my voice grow low and sultry, and I hoped he regretted refusing my offer.

“I’m sure we would find something. You know, I have been wondering about you.” He gave me a sideward glance and his eyes smoldered.

“Ask me anything.” I had nothing to hide.

“Why do you like older men?”

“My aunt is a bit of a flirt, and she had a lot of boyfriends around. I saw the way the younger ones treated her. The older men were respectful, and I don’t know, I always wanted someone to treat me like I was special.”

“What about your own father?”

“Both of my parents abandoned me when I was a baby, leaving me with my aunt, who is my mother’s sister. The closest thing to a family outing I’ve had in decades was seeing you and Katie as the carnival.”

He nodded and stared into my eyes. “I’m not good for you, Tori. And it’s not the age thing. I’m not sure I could commit to anyone right now. I’ve got a whole lot of crazy going on in my life, and I don’t know if you’re aware, but I’ve been looking for work. I was laid off from my job a while back.”

“I’m so sorry. I’ll keep my ears open, and if I hear anything, I’ll let you know.”

“I appreciate that, but it’s just not a good time to bring someone into my life.”

“Hey, I don’t want to marry you, I just thought we could eat pizza or see a movie or something.” I forced a laugh, but I was really growing tired of him making excuses. “You don’t have to explain. You’re not attracted to me, and I can accept that.” I shrugged and wished the meeting would end.

“Not attracted? Are you nuts, of course, I’m attracted to you? I just think you can do better right now.” He seemed genuinely surprised and almost offended that I said he wasn’t attracted, but I had assumed that was the reason why.

“I’d like to think that I could choose who to be interested in the same as you. And if you’re not interested then I’ll let it go.” I planted my hands on the table and pushed back my chair, but he placed his hand on mine and stopped me.

“I don’t mean to offend you, Tori.”

“You keep saying that, but then you are, so it doesn’t mean anything.”

He pulled his hand away and raked it through his graying hair, the salt and pepper strands falling right back into place. “What do you want, Tori? Romance? I’m not that kind of guy.”

“Why do you assume that? Because I’m the good little school teacher?” It was always the same, men assuming that since I was a school teacher, I was little miss prim and proper. I leaned across the table determined to prove him wrong. “What if I just wanted to fuck?” He was suddenly wide-eyed, and I knew I’d caught his attention. “Well, would that be any different?”

“I’m not like the other guys you’ve been with.” That was precisely my point. That he wasn’t like other guys.

“I haven’ been with anyone, so there’s no one to compare you to.”

That had his jaw hanging open. “What are you saying, Tori? You’re a virgin?” He leaned back in his chair and scratched his stubbly chin as if letting it all sink in.

“That’s right. And I thought an older man like yourself might actually know what to do with a girl like me.” As he licked his lips, I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in his mind. Perhaps he wanted to taste me after all. I leaned in and licked my lips too. “I was hoping you’d be the one.”

Something flashed in his eyes, and he snapped back to reality. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea, Tori.” I wished he’d stop acting like he wasn’t good enough for me, but it was who he was. He was so hung up on the age thing it was such a waste.

“Noted. But if you change your mind, you know where to find me.” With that, I stood and walked out with the papers in hand. He could see his way out, and that would be fine with me. I’d been completely honest with him, and all I could do now was hope he’d have a change of heart or I’d have to move on.

Chapter 13

Ross

 

I reeled over Tori’s admission for the rest of the day and well into the night and even while I was with my clients. A virgin? And she wanted me. I could do some damage to a petite thing like her, especially since it was her first time.

I stood thinking about her in the shower. Her young, tight body, had been virtually untouched, and even though I’m sure she had some experience, I’d be the first to take her virgin pussy. Licked my lips thinking about it and knew that all I’d have to do is call and I could set up anything I liked.

The only problem with that was my schedule was already so full that I was missing out on time with Katie. I couldn’t invite her over with Katie around and give her false hope. She’d already played out her expectations with the fish and I’d finally gotten her to stop talking about Ms. Bloom so much.

I turned up the hot water and lathered my body. The suds slid down me and disappeared down the drain as I worked my way across my cock, which stood fully erect with the image of Tori spread out before me still in my mind. I was a dirty bastard for thinking it, but I wanted to pop her cherry and then eat her nice and deep.

My cock responded with a twitch, and I stroked it, paying special attention to my head which was as red as a ripe berry waiting to burst in someone’s mouth.

I closed my eyes and imagined her there, kneeling before me, her pretty face stuffed with cock as she slurped. I’d have to train her to take my length and my girth, I wasn’t sure training would prepare her for that, but I’d try.

Fuck. As I stroked nice and steady, feeling my balls tighten and ready I pulled off and took a deep breath. I would edge this orgasm nice and slow and savor every thought of her knowing it was all I could get.

The fact that I’d lived out the very images in my mind with two women the night before was the reason I couldn’t do it with her. She needed someone who wasn’t whoring themselves out.

I’d been with the two women, who happened to be best friends, as a celebratory fuck for them opening a business together. The two spent plenty of time with each other, but they’d taken turns on their knees in front of me as well.

I thought of their mouths and how I wished that it could be Tori. It wasn’t that I was afraid that Tori or even my kid would expect more out of the relationship, but she was the type I could fall for. The type that I had wanted to protect. She was so young and fresh and even for a moment I compared her to Mia.

I stroked harder, trying to focus my attention on one face kneeling, the images of the besties and Mia, along with Tori’s all flashing through my mind. I was a dirty old man. I felt the release building again and pulled away to collapse against the wall behind me, to hold off a bit longer. I wanted to only think of her while I came, and once I had her hot little mouth open before me in my mind again, I gripped my cock and imagined myself placing it on her tongue, slapping it against it as she stuck it out. Then I’d slap her pretty cheek with it, the natural blush she’d get when I’d embarrass her was so hot, and I imagined it now as I slapped and slapped my throbbing length against her. And then she closed her mouth around me, and I’d cup the back of her head and pull her closer to me, feeling the little resistance of her throat, and the pleasure of the pop as it gave way past her tonsils and down her throat. I wondered if she still had tonsils and hoped she did. I had a feeling I’d find out soon enough. I was almost convinced.

I imagined her mound and wondered if she was bare. Mia was. I’d caught of glimpse of her one day when she’d worn a too-short skirt, and that’s when my naughty fantasies of her had become a battle. I comforted myself with the thought that she was eighteen at the time, but I’d been hard on her about the things she’d worn ever since. Tori might be the same way. It had become the norm with most women their age.

I personally liked a little muff. I loved gripping it while I tongued them deep and pressed my thumb against their clits. I thought of the best friends and how each of them had a different style. One was a blonde with a little landing strip, and the other had been a bare brunette. I’d slapped that pussy good.

Again, my thoughts had strayed, but they always came back to what I desired most, and that was Tori. Dammit.

I pumped my cock imagining myself working her throat and her gagging on it, her spasms pulling me deeper down her throat and milking my hot come which spurted all over my hand and onto the shower floor. It was so fucking intense that I moaned out loud and bent my knees and I could picture her gulping and swallowing. Fuck.

I stood staring at the shower floor as my release washed down and knew what I had to do. Knowing she was a hot virgin had done me in. I’d been with so many wanton women who knew what the fuck they were doing, who were using me like a piece of meat, that I wanted someone who I could take, who was innocent enough to let me lead. I needed Tori.

I got out of the shower and dried off, my cock still half-hard, and my balls were sensitive. I got dressed knowing my daughter ate her breakfast downstairs and about to be ready for me to take her to school where I’d see Ms. Bloom.

I pulled on a gray t-shirt and a pair of loose jeans and then raked my hands through my hair before going for my boots. Once I was ready, I found Katie downstairs already dressed. I was running late.

“We need to go, sweetheart. Make sure you’ve got your lunch.” I kept her food handy so all she had to do was throw her lunch in the bag and go, and that type of preplanning was the only way I could keep up with things.

She patted her lunch kit and then grabbed my hand. “I’m all set. But you need to eat your breakfast. It’s the most important meal of the day.” She pointed to the counter where there was a piece of cold buttered toast that was a bit darker than I liked it.

It looked horrible, but I wasn’t about to complain. My mother taught me better, and I took the toast and wrapped it in a napkin which quickly became soaked with oil from the butter. “I’ll take it and eat it on the way.”

“You shouldn’t have missed breakfast.” She was disappointed that I had, but I was glad of it. My little fantasy was all I needed to keep me going for the day, but she didn’t need to know all that, or that the reason I needed an extra shower was that I’d come in so late and only washed up before collapsing in my bed. The two women had worn me out, but the tip had been my biggest yet.

“I’m sorry.” I led her out to the car and helped her with her buckle even though she knew how to do it herself. “How was pizza night with Mia?”

“Fine. She never lets me have more than three toppings.” She gave a little yawn, and I smiled knowing Mia and I had already had the pizza discussion. Mia is allergic to pineapple, and Katie begs her every time for Hawaiian delight.

“I’ll ask her to let you order your very own next time, but you can only get a small. Mia can’t eat some foods, and you should be nice.”

“She orders whatever Brady likes.” She pulled her lips in tight and then looked up at me like she knew she'd said too much.

“Brady, huh? Her boyfriend been over a lot?” I had heard about the new boyfriend and how she had broken up with the last one. It was all very dramatic, but Mia was head over heels. I’d told her I didn’t mind one friend over, but I’d have to talk to her and make sure that she understood the rules. I didn’t need my six-year-old asking me sex questions.

“A couple of times.” She opened her book and flipped through the pages, and I decided not to press her anymore on the subject.

“How’s Ms. Bloom?” I didn’t think it would hurt to ask.

“Do you mean my teacher or the fish?” She let out a little giggle, and I laughed too.

“I mean your teacher, of course.”

“She’s nice. I have a new teacher too, but she’s not as pretty as Ms. Bloom. She’s not even as pretty the fish.” We shared another laugh and then she closed her book. “She let us each pick a book the other day. One that we could keep, and since I was the leader, I got to go first. See?” She turned the book, so I could see it. The cover had a big yellow butterfly on it, and I could tell by the way she held it close that she loved the book.

“You have a great teacher. I’m glad you like her.”

“I’m glad you like her too, Daddy.” She let out another giggle and then she put her book in her bag as we turned onto the road to the school and stopped in traffic.

We arrived at the school and worked our way around the line where Ms. Bloom was doing her morning duty. She had on a pair of slacks and a baby blue blouse. She was always well-dressed and carried herself like a good girl and as soon as I saw her my fantasies returned, putting her on her knees before me. It was hard to believe she was a virgin and that someone hadn’t claimed her already.

I pulled to a stop, and she glanced over and smiled. I hoped she’d still want to play and couldn’t believe that I was giving in. Limits were made to be pushed though, and I was going to throw this one out the window.

I moved forward, and she hurried to open the door. “Good morning, Katie.” She gave my daughter a bright smile and then me a nod. “Ross.”

Katie jumped out of the car and ran to her place in line as Tori went to close the door. “Hey,” I called. She stopped and turned to lean in.

“Yeah?”

“Does that offer still stand? I thought I could give you a call and maybe we could go out and grab that drink.”

She seemed surprised by my change of heart and nodded. “Okay, sure. Call me later.” Shut the door and glanced over her shoulder as she walked away. I watched her ass until the car behind me honked and then I drove off thinking about my schedule.

Things had been really tight, and I was already getting repeat business and higher pay. Now that people had a taste, they were doing anything to keep me around. But I had never planned on doing it forever. I knew that it would have to come to an end soon enough, but for now, I was in the game, and I was in it deep. My only hope was that I’d have a night off where I could see Tori alone.

I was eager to get her alone and get her naked. My balls ached thinking of her beneath me. “Down boy.” I couldn’t let myself get worked up before my job hunt. Had a lot of ground to cover and I would be pounding the pavement hard before pounding my next client.

Chapter 14

Tori

 

I was shocked that Mr. Reed—Ross, had said he’d call me. I hadn’t expected him ever to give in and since he had, I knew I had him right where I wanted him.

I went to the market after work and grabbed some things for the upcoming weekend. It was my usual Wednesday night ritual, and I was hoping that Ross would ask me out.

I checked my phone to make sure it was on three times while in the market and then again in the car. Once I got home, I kept it close, and by nine thirty I’d given up hope that he’d call. I took a long, hot bath and was determined not to linger there too long. I pulled the plug and got out to get dried off when the phone rang.

“Dammit.” I reached for the phone and hurried to answer it, not caring how desperate I’d look. Sure enough, it was Ross, and my heart raced as I said hello.

“Hey, I hope it isn’t too late.”

“No, not at all. I was just drying off.” I wanted him to know I was naked.

“Do you need me to call back?” He was sweet, but there was no way I was letting him go.

“No, it’s not like you can see me naked or anything.”

“Not unless you send me a picture.” His voice was so lazy and soothing, and my cheeks reddened knowing I couldn’t do something like that.

“Nice try,” I said with a giggle.

“It was worth a shot. We are both adults.”

I let out a long breath. “Which is why we both know better. Besides, there are other ways to see me naked.”

“Is that a fact?” He moaned, sounding like he’d just tasted something wonderful. “You know, I’m sure I could imagine you naked if you gave me a description of what you’re doing.”

I couldn’t believe that a little boldness had turned into such a dirty conversation and I didn’t know where to begin. “I’m in my bedroom, walking to my bed. I’m wearing a fluffy white towel and my hair is wet, and in another fluffy white towel.”

“Mm, I bet you’re as soft as a little kitten in all that fluff. Lay on your bed.” I was already a step ahead, but I let him think I was doing as he asked.

I lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling with a smile plastered on my face so wide that it hurt. “Okay. Now what?”

“How much of you is that towel covering?”

“It’s around my breasts. Should I take it off?” My voice dropped an octave, and he moaned another affirmative.

“Mhm. I think you might be more comfortable that way, don’t you?” He gave a deep laugh. “I didn’t expect this conversation to go this way.”

“Me neither. Is it a bad thing?” I grabbed the towel and pulled it open. My nipples tightened in the cool air, so I slipped my hand down and played with them.

“I don’t know. I’m pushing my limits by calling, but honestly, I’ve thought an awful lot about you lately.”

“Before or after our last conversation?” I wanted to know how much my being a virgin had influenced his decision to see me.

“Before, but even more since. You’re an impressive young woman, Tori. I know women who are much older that don’t have their lives together the way you do. Hell, I’m fifty-eight, and I don’t have my life together any better. I never thought I’d be out of work at this age, and you have a degree and a career.”

“Some people are turned on by the virgin thing, and others think I’m lying.”

“I believe you, and since you brought it up, what’s up with that? Most women don’t save themselves very long. Any reason you have?” Other than most of my opportunities had been with total jerks and losers, the answer was no.

“No, other than hoping to find the right man. I haven’t found anyone worthy, but honestly, I think I’m ready to find him. Maybe I already have?”

He gave a breathy laugh. “Maybe. Tell me again what you’re wearing?”

I thought for a moment, pausing only to tease him. “Toenail polish.”

“What color?”

“Desire me.” I waited for his response, and it was as expected.

“I do, but what color is your polish?” He chuckled, and I couldn’t help but laugh with him.

“I know every color has a strange name these days. I guess hot pink doesn’t sell these days.” I glanced down to my toes and thought about how Kevin would suck them. It gave me tingles between my legs, and I wondered if Ross would do the same.

“I think it’s a sexy color and I bet your little toes look sexy. I want to see them. Take a picture of them and send it to me.”

“Okay. Just a minute.” I snapped a photo and sent it to him, thankful I hadn’t lied about the color or the painted toes.

“Fuck,” he whispered. It sent chills up my spine, and then he sucked through his teeth, and I wondered what he was doing.

“Do you like feet?” I put him on speakerphone, so I could go hands-free.

“I’m becoming a fan. But tell me, Tori, are you pink at all your tips?” My nipples, which were already hard from the cool air and my teasing, tingled. They were nearly as pink as my polish.

“You’re bad. Maybe if you’re a good boy, you’ll find out.”

“Promises, promises.” His laughter filled my room. “And here I thought you were a good girl.”

“I can be naughty too.” My words surprised me, and I had never been so bold with anyone. I wasn’t even sure what had brought out this part of me.

“Bad girls get spankings, Tori.” I could tell that the entire conversation was as entertaining to him as it was me by his breathy laughter each time he talked.

“Can’t spank me through the phone,” I taunted. “And what are you wearing? It’s only fair for you to tell me. This for that?”

“Yeah, I suppose you’re right. In the spirit of fairness, I’m in my bed, and I’m wearing gray boxer briefs.” I could picture him lying there and wished he were beside me.

“Well, that’s not really fair though, is it? I’m lying here completely naked, and you’re clothed.”

“What should I do about that, Tori?”

“Hm. You could slip them down nice and slow for me and then send me a picture.” I laughed not really expecting him to send me anything because I’d only been kidding around from his previous picture requests. But then, a moment later, m phone pinged.

“Careful what you ask for.”

“You didn’t.” I checked my inbox and found a picture of him winking. “Very funny.”

“Maybe if you’re a good girl, I’ll send you one later.”

“Did you really take them off?”

“Yes, I’m totally naked now too, but I don’t have any hot pink polish.”

“I bet you have a pink tip of your own to share.” I couldn’t help myself, and I had never flirted like this before.

“Yeah, as a matter of fact, I do. It’s begging for some attention, too.” I imagined him lying there with a huge erection and in need of release.

“Touch it,” I said, my voice barely a whisper.

“You really think I should?” He made a moaning sound and then I heard something knocking around in the background.

“Yes, what’s that noise?”

“That’s me taking out some lotion. You want me to stroke it for you or not?”

“Yes.” My heart was jumping out of my chest, and I felt a tad light-headed at the idea of us going this far on our first call. I knew for a fact that I wanted him to be the one, but I knew I would keep that tidbit to myself for now.

“If I do this, Tori, I want you to touch your little slit too. Have you ever had a proper orgasm?” I’d had orgasms a few times, and I’d always thought they were good, but I really didn’t have anything to compare them to.

“I think.”

“Oh, no. I want you to know.”

“Want to come show me? I’m home all alone? Don’t you have a babysitter?”

“She’s on a date tonight, but if you come for me, we’ll make a date to get together if you like it. How’s that for a deal?” I heard the squishy sounds of skin slapping skin as he stroked himself and I closed my eyes imagining him working himself. There was an ache between my legs and as soon as I slipped my hand down to touch myself a soft moan escaped my lips.

“That’s right, Tori. Touch it for me. Stroke that little clit for me. I want you to touch it nice and soft, like a butterfly kiss. And don’t dip. Not until I say so.”

“How does your cock feel?” I asked, and he took a deep breath and moaned, the slapping noises still steady.

“It feels amazing. Tell me a secret, Tori. Something you’ve been afraid to tell me.”

“I’m not afraid of you, but I do have a secret to share.” I took a deep breath as the heat of pleasure washed across my body and bloomed in my sex. I moaned and lost my train of thought.

“That’s right, confessions make me hot too, Tori. Let it consume you and tell me your secret.”

“I’ve thought of you before. While I touched myself.” My confession came out with a strangled voice, and I whimpered at the feel of my fingers against my sensitive clit. “Can I please rub my pussy.”

“No, clit only. Let it build. It will be so much sweeter when you tease it. Trust me.” I did, I trusted him completely, and this kind of attention was why I wanted a real man and not some boy who just wanted his cock in my mouth and to come on my face without a care about my needs.

“It’s so intense,” I cried.

“That’s right, rub it and don’t stop. Don’t you let up, Tori.” The slaps of his stroking got louder and faster, and he moaned and then eased off, the noise slowing down and growing quieter.

“Please, please, Ross.” I could barely talk as the orgasm rolled through me, like waves crashing on the shore. “I’m coming!”

“Mhm. That’s a good girl. I’m going to come with you next time, but I like to edge it. You’ll learn that holding off makes it that much better.”

“Will you teach me?”

“Mm, teaching the teacher. That sounds like fun to me. Are you sure you want that, Tori? To give me that gift?”

“Yes.” I was breathless as more waves of tremored through me. Aftershocks.

“Insert a finger, don’t force it, but stroke your slit for me.” I knew he was afraid I’d tear myself, but I was going to be gentle and save that honor for him.

“It feels so good, Ross. I want you inside me. Do you want me?”

“Yes, I want you so fucking bad. I’m going to stuff you so full of cock you’re going to beg for mercy. Work that little slit and come for me.” His moaning built to a crescendo with the slapping accompanying. I tried to match his rhythm, and soon I cried out.

“I’m coming.”

“Oh, fuck, Tori. Me too.” He moaned with me through our release, and I came so hard my toes curled. I relaxed against the mattress, and soon we were both quiet, our breath leveling out as we settled.

His voice broke the silence. “Did I earn that picture?”

“You really want to see? And will you show me?”

“Well, I’m a little spent right now, but lucky for you, I took one earlier while it was still hard for you, in case you asked. I’ll send it if you really want to see.”

I did want to see; I wanted to know what I’d be dealing with. “I’ll trade you.”

“Deal.”

I snapped a picture and sent it as the image he was sending appeared on my phone. My eyes widened. That was a lot of cock. My mouth watered and I was speechless. He made Kevin look like a child. I hit send as he spoke.

“Tori? Are you still there? Did you get the photo?”

“Yes, I’m a little intimidated by your size.”

“You said you wanted a man, Tori. That’s what you’re going to get, and I can’t wait to give it to you.”

“Did you get mine?” I held my breath hoping that the fact that I had waxed away all of my pubic hair wouldn’t matter to him. I had wanted him to see me as a woman and not a child.

“Fuck, yes. I thought you were sending me your pink nipples. But that hot pink slit is so sexy. I can’t wait to get nice and deep inside it.” His words sent chills down my spine and they tingled all the right parts of me.

We said our goodbyes and I was on such a high that I pleasured myself to his picture one more time before going to sleep.

I slept like a baby.

Chapter 15

Ross

 

I couldn’t believe that I’d had phone sex with my daughter’s teacher and that she had me grinning like a fool ever since. The time with her was something that I hadn’t had in a long time, not with any of my clients, and not even with my daughter—it was fun.

She’d made me feel like a kid again, the way I used to feel when I first started dating and with all the stress of my latest job, meeting new people who were always nervous, always leery, until of course they got turned on enough to realize I wasn’t going to rob them and posed no threat.

With her it had been so laid back, no one jockeying for control, no one setting the scene, just the two of us being ourselves; playful and flirty.

She was a breath of fresh air; a light in a dreary fog that had consumed me since I’d lost my job and I was so glad that I had gone against my rules and turned out, she was just what I needed.

I still had a job to do. As much as I wanted to quit and go back to my normal life, I had women to pleasure for a living. My schedule was filling up with repeats, and I was getting much more money because I’d learned that when I hesitated, the bucks were pushed at me. My cock made me special, it made the kind of orgasms I could give, and the way I could give them in high demand, and I would have been a fool not to take advantage of that.

I left out for my next job a bit hesitant, but only because the night before had been so much easier and much more fun.

I arrived at the woman’s private residence, which was still always a bit odd for me, but the place was just as upscale the rest of my client’s homes that I’d been to, in the same posh area, but I still preferred a nice, discreet hotel room.

I parked down a long drive and walked a private path back around to the front door. The place had so many exotic plants out front that it was like a jungle, but they were all carefully groomed.

I heard footsteps on the other side of the door, and then, after a moment, it swung open and revealed a short blonde who wore a long flowing robe and carried a drink. She has so many bangles on her arm that they rattled with the ice from her drink and to say she was nervous was an understatement.

“Come in. Your name was Ross?” She gave me a questioning glance over her shoulder as she led me in.

“Yes, and you are Cindy, I presume.” I wasn’t expecting anyone else. We passed through the house, and I noticed several pictures of her and a man as she led me through a series of doorways until we reached the stairs. I was used to people leading me to their private bedrooms, and I’d seen enough sex rooms and private dens that it no longer made me nervous, but something was off about this situation, and the bad energy was coming off the woman, who was strangely quiet.

She didn’t speak again until we reached her bedroom, which was a bit cluttered. Clothes were scattered about, and there were so many pairs of shoes lying around that I was worried I’d trip, and the nightstands, one on each side of the bed, had enough prescriptions to kill a team of horses and there were abandoned glasses still half-full mixed with them to drown one.

“I’ve got a few requests, but Melanie said you were good with them.” She gave me a death stare and then lifted the glass to her lips. Her hand trembled, and I wondered which of the pills in those many bottles had given her the glassy stare.

I didn’t fuck doped up women, and I wondered if this was a bad habit or a one-night thing. “You seem a bit out of sorts.”

“I’m a little nervous. I am not used to change. I’ve had the same boyfriend for a while, and well, we split up a few months ago. My husband and I—

“You’re married?” I glanced around the room, and there were definite signs of another man living there: jogging pants and shoes, and a set of golf clubs in the corner.

“Relax. We have an understanding. He gets his girlfriends, and I get to have all the fun I want.” She placed her drink on the nearest table and then stepped closer.

“I don’t normally see married women.” I didn’t like where this was going and though I was certain I’d been with other married women, some with their husband present, I didn’t like where this was going and thought my protesting could get her to offer up more cash.

“I’ve heard all about your talents and am willing to pay a bit more, for your discretion as well as performing per request.”

“Discretion is free, but what are your other requests?” Something in her eyes flashed, and she smiled wickedly as she turned to the nightstand drawer behind her. When she turned around, she had a gun.

I stepped back, and panic shot through me.

“Relax. I’m not going to shoot you. I’d like you to use this as a prop. I have a knife if you’d prefer that, but the gun is much more exciting.”

“Could you please put it down.” I pointed to the unmade bed beside her and prepared to rush her if necessary. I was not about to get shot in this shit hole or anywhere else for that matter.

She put the gun on the bed and rolled her eyes. “It’s not loaded.”

“Funny thing about guns, they all look loaded. What the fuck are you thinking?” I kept my guard up even though she was unarmed.

“I will pay you extra to hold that to my head, and I’ll suck your cock. I hear it’s a nice one. I love forced head, and the gun adds an extra element. I’m also not opposed to you fucking me with it. But I do have a knife you could hold to my—

“I’m not recreating a rape scene for you, and I’m not about to bring a gun, even and unloaded one, into this. If you want to fuck, I’ll fuck you senseless, but otherwise, I’m out.” I wasn’t backing down.

“I’ll increase it by half. Double it. I just need a good, intense fucking and I like the feel of cold steel and the danger.”

I’d fucked a woman while her husband licked the juices dripping from us while his balls were tied to his feet so he couldn’t move without pinching them, but this was a bit much.

“I’m not judging you. We all have our kinks, but I have a no weapon policy.” At least I did now, and before meeting Cindy, I didn’t know I’d need one. “Don’t you have a sex toy you could use instead? I don’t mind being rough, but no go on the guns and knives.”

She made a sound of frustration and then stepped closer placing her arms around my waist. “DO you have any problems choking me with your cock? Slapping my face? Choking me?”

“I can handle that.” That I knew I could control. The slapping was never more than a firm pat against their cheeks, nothing to hurt or bruise them, and the choking was nothing more than gagging them with my cock or gripping with a little pressure around their necks.

“I want you to take me to the edge. I’ll pay you double if you’d just do that and I’ll lay the knife between my breasts.”

“No knives and I’m not choking you out, or to any edge.” I shook my head and turned to leave, but she gripped me tight and begged.

“Please, Ross. I need this. It’s been too long. I will pay you double if you just give me what I’m asking.” She took my hands and placed them on her breasts and then brought them to her neck. “It feels so intense, and there’s nothing like feeling a big hard dick in me while that cold steel is pressed up against me. It’s such a head fuck, such a rush.”

“You’ll have to get it elsewhere.” I had heard enough of the begging and nudged her off of me as I turned to head toward the door. And as I reached the hall the gun went off. She screamed, and I took off running, but she came after me screaming she was sorry.

“I didn’t know it was loaded, I swear!” She kept after me, shaking and jingling from the bangles. “I think my husband loaded it. Please don’t tell Melanie!”

I kept moving, winding my way through her house until I found the front door and I didn’t relax until I had gotten in my car and driven down the road.

I pulled over and stopped, my pulse still racing, and punched the steering wheel.

To think if I’d held that thing to her head, and knowing she’d had it pointed carelessly at me. The thought of my daughter being without two parents was too much. I was livid. I took my phone out of my pocket and dialed Melanie.

As soon as she answered, I flipped out. “What the fuck kind of nut jobs are you sending me to! You nearly got me killed tonight!”

“Wait, slow down. What the hell are you talking about?” She whispered into the phone, and I wondered if I had disturbed her foot worship.

“Your friend Cindy had a gun. She said it was unloaded and not only did she want me to hold it to her head while I face fucked her, but she wanted me to insert it inside her.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Ross. It was just a prop gun. She told me she’d ask you. I did tell her you’d most likely refuse, but—

“She shot a hole in the fucking wall!”

“What?”

“I’m so sorry, Ross. Are you okay? What the fuck happened.”

“I’m not sure I can keep doing this, Melanie. My whole life flashed before me, and I have a daughter. I also have a woman interested in someone who doesn’t spread his dick around for a living.”

“The schoolteacher?” She sounded as if she were smiling, but I wasn’t lightening up.

“I want you to make it clear that I’m not into guns and that aside from sex toys, my cock is the only lethal weapon in the fucking mix, are we clear?”

“I’m so sorry, Ross. I’ll deal with this. I promise. Her husband is a client of mine.”

“You’re the husband’s girlfriend? Do you think he put that bullet in her gun on purpose?”

“He’s a client, not a boyfriend and if he did, he’s out too.”

“Be careful, Mel.” The last thing I needed was for the unstable husband to hurt my friend and now that I knew she was seeing someone who could do something like that, if he did it, scared the hell out of me.

If he didn’t do it, then there was only one other way it could have happened. Cindy had put it there herself hoping for an accident? No thanks. I didn’t need this kind of shit in my life.

There was something else that had me shaken. As that gun had gone off one of my first thoughts besides dying and my daughter, was of Tori.

She was the next person I called.

Chapter 16

Tori

 

I wouldn’t say my house was untidy, but I had a lot to do before Ross could come over. He’d called the night before and asked to see me with a desperation in his voice that had me reeling since.

I’d asked if there was something wrong, but he insisted there wasn’t. I didn’t want to push, but I hope he’d fill me in. I wanted to know him. He seemed like such a good guy and father, and to think that something was bothering him had me worried, not only about him but about Katie as well.

Once I had the house tidy, I headed to the kitchen to start dinner. I’d opted for something simple: chicken alfredo, salad, and garlic toast—easy on the garlic. I hoped he’d like it; it was one of my specialties, though Kevin had never appreciated it. He hated noodles, and I could only wonder if it were because to him it was cannibalism.

I checked the clock halfway through my dinner preparations, and I was right on track, and sure enough, when I put the bread in the oven, he arrived. I set the timer and headed for the door, wanting everything to be perfect for him.

I opened the door, and he greeted me with a perfect smile. He had dressed casually, as he had at the carnival, in jeans, but this time instead of a t-shirt, he wore a pressed white button-down and smelled of fresh cologne. He looked me up and down, letting his gaze linger a little too long at my feet. “Interesting choice of footwear.”

I glanced down and realized I had my monkey slippers on, and before I could turn red or even think about changing, he leaned in and kissed my cheek. “I like them.”

I led him inside and offered him a seat. “Yeah, well I usually wear them around the house, and I’d planned to change before you arrived, but I was too busy with dinner.” Here I’d wanted him to see me as a woman and not a little girl.

“I’ve got an idea.” He kicked off his shoes and placed them by the couch where he took a seat. “There, that evens things up a bit.” We shared a laugh, and I let loose a long-held breath. I was tense and only because I knew that tonight, after dinner, I was going to give myself to him.

“I have dinner almost ready and really should go check the bread.” I wasn’t sure what I’d set the timer for being in such a hurry to get to the door, and I stepped away leaving him to make himself comfortable.

I wasn’t expecting him to follow me into the kitchen. “Can I help with anything?”

I opened the oven and took out the bread and then checked the pasta on the stove. Everything had turned out okay, and I let loose another sigh of relief.

He came up behind me as I stood at the counter and his arms came around my waist as he planted a soft kiss on my shoulder. “Everything looks delicious.”

“Thank you,” I said as the blush rose to my cheeks. “I worked really hard on it for you.” I spun around to face him and hesitated for a moment as he leaned in to kiss me.

“Is this too much too soon?” He seemed to study my expression, but instead of waiting for him to analyze anything too hard, I leaned in and brought my mouth hard against his.

Our lips mingled as he caressed my sides, his fingertips kneading, inching me closer until I was pressed against his body, his intimidating erection pressing into me. I glanced down between us, though I really couldn’t see with him grinding it into me, and my mouth fell open as he took it again and I became drunk with kisses.

“I figured since you cooked such a fine meal that I could at least provide you with an appetizer.”

“I can’t wait for dessert. Would you like to help me set the table?”

He stepped back and took our plates from the counter with the flatware sitting on top and brought them into the dining area where I had already cleared all of my student’s papers and the mess I kept there usually and placed a beautiful vase of flowers I’d pinched from the yard.

We sat, and he insisted on serving me, then we enjoyed our meal talking mostly about our favorite dishes, how I’d learned to cook, and exchanging glances while we savored the food.

He took his last bite and then dropped his fork and inched his chair back from the table. “That was delicious, thank you. I haven’t had anyone cook for me in ages, so it was a real treat.”

“The pleasure was all mine. Would you like some coffee or wine?” I had rushed out to make sure I had both to offer, but he laughed.

“Coffee after dinner, you do think I’m old.”

“It’s how I was raised. Coffee in the morning, coffee on all day, and more importantly a nice cup after a big meal. I was raised by my aunt who always had guests and hot coffee to serve them. But since I wasn’t sure you even liked coffee, I grabbed the wine.”

“What are you having?”

I needed to relax, and I didn’t think a cup of coffee was going to do me any favors. “Wine.”

“I’ll have some too.” I got the wine from the fridge and brought it back out to the table with two glasses, and he insisted on filling them, and we retreated to the couch.

Once we settled side by side, I angled a bit more facing him, he picked my feet up into his lap and removed my slippers. “There are those perfect toes. I’ve thought about these, you know.”

“Have you?” I thought about the picture I’d sent and the one he’d sent me. “Is there anything else I sent a picture of that you’ve been thinking about?”

“I have, and I’m trying to be patient, but I’d love to see it up close and personal too. If you’re ready for that.” He rubbed my foot and then trailed his finger along the inside of my arch, with firm pressure and instead of tickling my foot, it sent a wave of desire right between my legs. I rubbed my thighs together, my knees crossing as he trailed his hand up to my thigh and rubbed little circles.

“I am.” I looked into his eyes wanting him to know I was serious, that I had thought about it too.

“That’s why you’ve been so nervous, isn’t it?”

“That and your size. I know it will hurt.” I looked down to my lap where his hand was caressing my thigh.

“I’ll do everything I can to make sure you feel nothing but pleasure, Tori, everything I can to lessen the pain.” He leaned forward and kissed me, and I melted into him as he pulled me closer, bringing me to his lap.

I felt like a child there, with his hands taking up most of my thigh and then he slipped it up into my shirt and under my bra where he tugged softly on my hard nipple. I was barely a handful, and when he cupped my breasts they were covered completely, but he squeezed my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and leaned down to kiss it.

I shuddered though the experience wasn’t anything new. Kevin had loved to play with my boobs, but I learned very quickly that he didn’t have the same finesse that Ross did.

With every roll of his tongue and tug between his teeth, my slit grew wetter and wetter, like each sensual stroke was a deliberate move to gain a specific response and my body was on high alert.

I rolled my hips against his lap before he ever let his hand trail too far up my thigh and the desire was growing, hoping he would. I needed to feel his hands on me, his fingers inside me, prepping me for what I knew I was going to get.

“Fuck, you’re so dainty, Tori.” He looked as though he was hesitant, but I couldn’t let his limits back him out of this.

“I won’t break, Ross, and I’m ready.” I met his eyes, and he lifted me up and carried me to my room, placing me on the bed.

I let my legs fall wide, and he pulled me to the edge of the bed, letting my ass nearly hang off. “I’ll go slow. But I want to make sure you’re ready for me first.” I was about to tell him to do whatever he wanted, that I trusted him completely, but he was already on his knees with his fingers trailing up my juicy slit. “You’re so fucking wet. You do want this. I can see how much and now I’m going to taste how much too.” He put his mouth on me as if giving my lips a tender kiss, then he slipped his tongue between my folds and gave it one long lick.

I moaned as my breath quickened and then so did his pace. He worked my clit, his thumb caressing my bud with just the right amount of pressure to send me into a frenzy as he lapped at my barrier. I felt myself come undone and I bucked like crazy against him as the orgasm hit me.

He continued licking and then stimulated me with his fingers so he could speak. “Have you ever had anything inside you?” He met my eyes from below, and I shook my head.

“I’ve stimulated myself with vibrators, but I was always too scared to insert them, that it might tear me.”

“You look very intact, which means it might hurt a bit more than I’d expected. This is your last chance to back out, Tori. Once I’m inside you, I’m not stopping until I’ve come. I can be a tad rough because of my size. I’ll wear something if you want.”

No. I wanted my first time to be skin to skin, and it was one of the reasons I’d gotten on the pill so that when or if that time had come with Kevin, I’d be able to experience it like this. “I’m on the pill, and I’m ready. Please. I trust you, Ross.”

He seemed content with my words as he stood and took my legs into his big, strong hands and then hoisted me up to center his cock at my opening. His bell-shaped head pressed against my entrance and he shook his head.

“Damn, baby, it’s so tight. Here it comes.” He pushed against me and at first nothing happened, like my slit was too tight and then all of a sudden, it started to spread around his thick head, and I winced as the burning heat of pain shot through me.

“I know, baby. I know. It’s going to feel so much better soon.” The rim of his cock popped inside me, and it seemed, for a moment that the hard part was over. Then, a second later, the friction was nearly unbearable, and I seemed to be swelling around his massive cock, but then he inched deeper. “I’m almost halfway.” Almost halfway! I held my breath and tensed.

“No, no, baby. Stop tensing; it will only hurt more. Open up for me.” His hand pressed down on my breast, and he massaged my nipple as if distracting me. It didn’t work.

“Please, just push it. Please.” I could barely take it, and then in another wave of change, he thrust his hips, nudging me a bit deeper as he worked in and out of me nice and slow. After a moment, I felt a trickle.

“My fucking cock is leaking like crazy.” He worked in and out and soon our juices both lubricated me so much that we had worked up to a comfortable pace and he met my eyes. “Now I think I can take you balls deep.” Fuck, he hadn’t even gone all the way.

Chapter 17

Ross

 

She was so tight that I had not only destroyed her hymen, but I had also ripped her a little. I felt like a fucking piece of shit for doing it, but it felt so fucking good, I couldn’t quit. And I didn’t want to leave her with only pain from the experience. I had yet to go all the way to my base, but I had to make sure she had the most pleasure from this experience that I could give her.

Her bare mound had me wishing I’d spent more time licking it, and by the look on her face, maybe I should have. I was all set to sink deep to my balls when her brows pinched tight, and I held back. I’d warned her that I wasn’t going to quit, but something about her, she was so delicate and soft, so pure, that I couldn’t help but be gentle. I pulled out and before she could protest I dropped to my knees and licked her tender slit.

She moaned out. “Fuck, that feels good, Ross. Please, put it back in.”

“I’m going to make you come again like this. I want you to know the pleasure, Tori.” She was so young and willing, and it was a total turn on, but I wasn’t into hurting women, especially ones I cared about. Fuck, I really did care about her.

“It feels amazing; it only hurts a little.”

“It’s too much, let me work you a bit, I’ll get you better prepared now that your cherry is popped.” I glanced to see her little slit was swollen and angry red. There was also a heavy tinge of blood, but I was about to take care of most of that. I lapped at her sex, and she cried out, bucking her hips like a wanton whore to gain purchase. And once I had her writhing through another orgasm, this one getting her so wet I could taste it, I stood up knowing she was ready.

I slid my cock in with less resistance than the first time and instead of wincing her face was relaxed, her mouth slack and her eyes rolling back in her head as she called my name.

I decided to take her deep, letting her get a taste of all of me. And she winced again, but quickly nudged herself against me. “It feels amazing. Please don’t stop.” She hooked her legs around my hips, and I was about to come, her tight walls milking me making it harder to edge.

“I am close, baby.”

“Me too! Please don’t stop!” She held onto me, pulling me down to her chest, pulling my hips against her with her heels digging into my ass. “I want to come with you inside me. Please.” Who was I to deny her? I gritted my teeth and worked her little hole, her walls clenching me the entire time, causing me to pre-cum like crazy.

I hadn’t fucked anyone raw besides Melanie, and I knew that this would break our agreement, but I wanted to give Tori what she wanted. I’d planned to pull out and bust my nut all over tits or maybe her tummy, but she had another idea.

Her orgasm hit, and it was all I could do not to come inside her, I held back until my balls ached as she squealed. “Please come. Please.” But when I started to pull out, she cried, clenching my ass tighter with her little heels.

“Inside?” I didn’t even think twice for some reason, and my balls tightened, and then I nutted deep inside her virgin pussy, claiming it. It turned me on so much that she had wanted that, and I knew I didn’t want her with anyone else.

Once the last of my seed had soaked her channel, I stilled and let myself lay there, still buried deep. “I can’t believe I did that. I hadn’t planned on coming in you.”

“It was perfect, Ross. I wanted the full experience, and I’m on the pill.”

“I’m afraid I ripped you. Let me take you to the shower and get you cleaned up.”

“Mm. You’re going to spoil me.”

“I hope. I like spoiling my girls.” My girls? As if we had a thing going? Her cheeks reddened with blush, and she nestled her head against me. I needed to watch myself. I didn’t want to lead her on, but in another perfect life, I’d take her for mine. I’d hoard her like a miser all to myself, and no man would ever lay his hands on her. She was my perfect girl, young, but now that I’d taken her, a woman.

I kissed her deep and pulled out, and as she stood, she hesitated a moment as my come dripped down her slender thighs. “It’s about to get on my floor.” I let out a chuckle and lifted her off her feet and carried her to the shower. I turned the water on and let it adjust to the perfect temp before putting her down. She was so light, and I could imagine putting her on my cock and manhandling her. Fuck, I was hard again.

She glanced down at my cock and licked her lips. “May I have a taste?”

As she dropped to her knees in the shower, I rested against the wall. I’m going to love this!

She glanced up at me with wide eyes, as if they were full of wonder and curiosity and a little bit of intimidation at the size of me. Then she gripped the base of my cock tight in her slender hand and put her mouth on it.

As her lips closed around me, I moaned, and she turned her eyes down, and I pinched her chin, bringing her eyes back to mine. “Look at me while you suck my cock.” Not only did I want to see into her beautiful eyes, but I wanted to see her struggle so I’d know when to pull back or push deeper.

She nursed the head a while as she stroked the base, kneading my balls, and then I placed my hand on the top of her head and pulled her forward. She took my cue and took me deeper, and I held her head on me, noticing that she had experience, but not much. Not with what I was giving her. She gagged a little, her body lurching forward, and I pulled off as her eyes began to water.

She stroked it and met my eyes. “You don’t have to be so careful.” She put her mouth back on me and took a deep breath through her nose before going down so far, the head of my cock was kissing the back of her throat. I gripped both sides of her face and thrust gently, but steady in and out of her mouth, fucking her face.

“I’m going to come, Tori. Are you ready?” I wasn’t going to give her a choice this time, I wanted to come right in her pretty mouth, and she nodded with a mouthful, her affirmative moan tickling my balls. Another few thrusts and I pulled back and poured on her tongue. She swallowed and sucked my head, pulling every last drop out of me.

“You’ve done that before,” I whispered as she stood up and turned her back to me. I kissed her shoulder and neck as she rubbed her ass against me. I settled my cock in her crack and held her close. “Are you okay?”

“I’m perfect. It was perfect, thank you.” I knew she was sincere, but getting a thank you after sex was something my customers did.

“Don’t thank me, Tori.” She smiled and kissed me, and I did something I never did with customers, I dried her off from head to toe and tucked her into bed.

“I’ve got to go, but I’ll see you soon, and I’ll call you in the morning.” She gave me another kiss, and I showed myself out, not allowing myself the pleasure of staying with her. It was too soon for that, but one thing was for sure, she was the hottest sex I’d had in ages.

I drove home thinking about her, and she was still on my mind, her and the things we’d done, as I walked through the door and up the stairs. Mia was usually awake watching TV, so I wondered if she’d gone upstairs to check on Katie who was always in bed by that time.

As I approached my room, I noticed the light from my lamp and heard Mia’s voice. It was if someone poured ice water on me as I realized what was happening in my bedroom. Anger sliced through me.

I pushed the door open and found Mia naked and spread out across my pillows as some guy; I assumed Brady, was pounding into her, his pale ass shining in the lamplight.

“Oh my God!” Mia spotted me at the door. “Stop it, you idiot. We’re not alone!” She pushed at her boyfriend, and he rolled off of her, and she sat up, pulling my sheet across her hips. It was too late; I’d seen everything.

“Dude, can’t you knock.” The young punk was standing naked in the middle of my room, his half-limp dick bobbing back and forth from side to side.

“Dude, this is my fucking bedroom. You have about two seconds before I drag you out by your limp noodle.”

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Reed.” Mia was nearly in tears. “I had no idea you’d be so early.”

“Obviously.”

“I’ll call you, Mia.” Her boyfriend bailed and went to the bathroom door to retrieve a robe and turn on the light.

“Go in there and get yourself cleaned up. We’ll talk when you’re done. Downstairs.” I wasn’t going to talk to her in my bedroom.

She stood up, showing me enough of her tight little ass that I could have identified it in a police lineup, and then she pranced herself into my bathroom.

I stripped my bed as she went to shower and had it redressed with fresh sheets before I headed downstairs.

I waited on the couch for her to come down, deciding her fate.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Reed.” She walked over and stood in front of me, her hair wet and her cheeks flushed.

“Let’s cut the formalities, Mia. You’re not a child. You’re a grown woman now. If you want to fuck, do it on your own time and away from my bed, my home, and my daughter. If she’d gotten up and walked in, then what?”

“I know, I’m so sorry, Mr.—Ross. I’m sorry.”

“You get away with a lot more than I’ve ever let the other sitters, and that’s because I consider you a part of the family. You’ve shown you care and that you’re dependable. Other than your rebellious wardrobe issues, you’ve never disappointed me. So, I will let this slide. But if you ever fuck again, in my bed, or anywhere else in this house while my daughter is home, I’m done.”

“Thank you, Ross. For not firing me.” She sauntered over and lowered herself beside me placing her hand on mine which was rested on my lap. “I won’t let you down again.” She must have been still worked up because she looked at me as if she wanted to fuck me, but I leaned in close and reminded her, “It’s still not going to happen. I let you use my shower so you’d finish up.” She gave me a look that could have incinerated a forest, but then she stormed out and slammed the door so hard, I was surprised it didn’t wake up Katie.

Chapter 18

Tori

 

The next week saw me with a better mood than I’d had in ages. Not only had I been talking to Ross every night that he wasn’t working, and we’d even had a hot phone session, this time through video chat, but we’d made plans to hook up again soon.

Even though neither of us had committed to a relationship, I was confident we were well on our way to having one. I had even bragged to Jackie about us, telling her all about the night I’d finally lost it, which was a discussion she and I had waited for ages for.

“It was perfect,” I said to Jackie as I drove across town for lunch. We liked to leave campus at least three days a week for a decent meal and were debating where to go. We had a good hour and a half to burn since I was using part of my conference time.

“You think everything is perfect, Tori.” This time I wasn’t referring to sex with Ross, but to the salad, I’d had for lunch the week before.

“It was. You’re just mad I don’t want to go to Grayson’s again.” She’d wore me out on the new Deli in town, and we’d debated on whose salads were the best.

“It’s my favorite, and you can’t tell me that iceberg salad was better.”

“I like it, but we need to decide on a compromise because neither of us is going to give in and I need to go pick up a birthday gift for Katie. Can you believe her party is Saturday and this is the first I’ve heard about it?”

“That’s kind of strange if you ask me. Are you sure he wants you to go?”

“I’ve got an invitation.” I opened my purse and took out the pink glittered card and passed it to her.

“This was written by Katie, not her father. Do you think he knows about it?”

“I think he was just letting her surprise me. He’s like that with her. He likes to let her be responsible. She probably had it in her bag for days and only just remembered.” I couldn’t see a reason Ross would have kept it from me otherwise, and things had gone so well between us that I was determined to think positive thoughts.

“Let’s go to Burn’s Kitchen. I love their soups.”

“The soup is okay, but their plate lunches are no better than the school cafeteria’s.” The place had to be operated by people without taste buds, and I’d had nursing home food more flavor.

“Come on, I’ll let you pick next time, and we can even go to the Salad Emporium again.” I was going to give in, but only because it was much easier to drive to Burn’s in lunch hour traffic. We pulled into the parking lot and were headed across to the building when I spotted someone familiar out of the corner of my eye at the hotel parking lot which butted up against the one for Burn’s.

A man who looked an awful lot like Ross wearing a hat and sunglasses was headed from the lot to the hotel with a young woman walking briskly beside him. They looked as though they had business together, but then he put his arm around her waist, and when they got to the door, he held it open. I froze.

“What’s the matter with you?”

“I thought I saw someone.” I wasn’t sure it was him or if my eyes were playing tricks on me. I had daydreamed about him so much that I saw him everywhere. “Let’s hurry and get our order in.”

“I’m not sure you should go to that party, Tori. I still think that Katie made that invite for you and what if Ross isn’t expecting you?” My stomach lurched thinking that if it were him I saw, what if he was seeing someone else and she was there? Perhaps I was only Katie’s preference and not Ross’.

I pushed back the thoughts. “I can’t let Katie down. Besides, I’ll hear from Ross later, and I’ll mention it.”

“Why not message him now?” I thought of doing so the minute I thought I saw him with someone else, but I couldn’t message him out of the blue when I knew he spent his days in interviews. He’d told me he had an important meeting about a job. Maybe he’s going to be a hotel manager?

I pushed the thought out of my head as I placed my order and waited for Jackie. We took a seat at the nearest table and waited for our food.

Against my better judgment, I let my curiosity get the best of me. “I guess I could.” I pulled out my phone and dialed, but there was no answer. “He’s probably in a meeting for work.”

We had our lunch and talked more about what to get Katie. I had a few ideas based on what the kids at school were all into and knowing that Katie loved to read.

Burn’s took longer than expected and we’d already burned a good hour there. “Do you think we could head to the bookstore? Do we have enough time?” I checked my phone for the time and noticed there was a text from Ross that read: Interview starting call u when it’s over. It was from two minutes before, and I let the nervous feelings subside.

“Ross is in an interview. He said he’ll call me when he’s—

I looked up, and there he was. He had been the man from earlier with the woman and as he stood there holding the door to the car open, his pants not quite tucked in, and her lipstick and hair mussed, my face turned pale.

Jackie looked up and saw him too. I’d shown him to her at the school one morning when he’d come through the line, and she’d seen the selfie he’d taken for his contact photo.

“Wait, isn’t that him?” Jackie motioned in his direction, and Ross put his head down after giving me an apologetic look and got in his car without saying a word. My mouth hung open, and I didn’t quite know what to do as my heart was beating out of my chest.

“Yeah, that was him. And as far as I can tell, he wasn’t in any interview.” I’d seen him go into the hotel the hour before, and it only made sense the two of them had engaged in some sort of sex act. My lunch threatened to reappear as bile rose in my throat.

“See, you need to stay away from that party, Tori. He’s playing you. If he’d wanted you to go, he’d have said something. From what you told me about the fish incident, I’d say someone is trying to play matchmaker for her daddy. He probably saw an opportunity and jumped on it. Be careful.”

I had to admit that he wasn’t interested in me until he’d found out I was a virgin and then he was all over me. But I wasn’t going to let him get away with it so easily. I was going to make him explain it to me face to face. I was going to that birthday party.

“I’ll be careful. Don’t you worry.” I walked around to the passenger side of my car and passed her the keys. I couldn’t drive. I couldn’t think about anything but how I’d been so foolish.

I watched him drive away with the woman, and though his face remained stone-like as if he were fighting back some kind of urge, perhaps the urge to tell me to fuck off, the woman next to him smiled. It was the same smile I’d had on my face after my first time.

We headed to the bookstore, and I bought Katie an electronic reader that was on sale, and though Jackie said it was too much, I knew it was the perfect gift. I was going to take it out and load it up with free children’s books as soon as I got back to class.

Jackie was angry the entire way back to school, and I knew it was because she was worried about me. “You can’t seriously be going to that party. What if that woman is there?”

“I’m going for Katie. She’s bound to be heartbroken if I don’t go.” I didn’t want her to feel the same way I did. Like her heart was being ripped free from her chest over and over again.

I spent the rest of the day with my class being a bit more quiet than usual. Katie came up to my desk to sharpen her pencil. “Mr. Bloom, are you coming to my party?”

“Of course, I am, Katie. Did you do the invitations all by yourself?” I wanted to pry a little if I could.

“No, ma’am. Mia and Daddy helped me.” She lifted her chin with pride and smiled. I remembered he’d said that Mia was the babysitter—or was she?

“Well, they are beautiful; you did a great job on them.” I gave her a sweet smile, and she hurried off to her desk. My heart fell to my gut like a stone, and I glanced at my phone. There were no new messages. I doubted I’d hear anything from him until the party.

I spent the rest of my afternoon getting Katie’s books loaded, and I had created an account for her using the password: two fish. I wrapped her present with the funny papers, which was something my aunt had always done and I thought of how wonderful it would be to have a daughter like Katie. Someone to wrap presents for all the time, someone to spend a holiday and go shopping with and care for. I guess a small part of me had hoped to be more to Katie too. She was a bright child and as sweet as they come—everything you’d want in a daughter. But that would never be. It was a stupid fantasy, and I’d have to get used to the fact that it wasn’t meant to be.

Chapter 19

Ross

 

Mia and I had a heart to heart about her staying on, and how that even though she was attracted to me, it would never work because she was too young for me and because of that she wasn’t my type. I’d guess that it had gone okay enough because she’d offered to help me with the party and had been more of a friend than a little girl with a crush. I’d told her all pretense was over, and that she didn’t need to act so innocent around me anymore. I had seen her in a much different light, and the only way to make it work was to see her like an adult instead of a child, and I’d treat her as such. I’d also talked to her about doing better than those little boys she’d been dating as we hung the streamers for Katie’s party.

“You can do better.”

“Yeah, well, you’re taken, so I have to do my best.” She looked down from the ladder and taped the streamers together. We’d twisted pink, purple, and blue together and the house looked like a kid’s movie exploded in it.

“We’re not going back down that road, Mia.” She let out a giggle and taped the streamer to the wall. From the ground, I could see up her shirt, but I paid it no mind, content with the fact that I didn’t need Mia for my dirty old man fantasies. I had Tori for that, even though I’d been too chicken shit to call her or message since she’d caught me coming out of the hotel with Melanie. She’d needed a quick meeting, and since we’d both been pressed for time, we discussed business while she stroked my cock and then we took a quick moment to do oral, which she performed on me.

Melanie had always been my go-to, and even though I wasn’t with Tori, it didn’t feel right to go through with it. But it was part of our agreement, and she’d gotten me more business lately than I had ever dreamed.

She had always wanted to make things up to me about Cindy and the gun incident in the best way she knew how and who was I to say no? It was a weak excuse, and I knew it, but I’d hit her up as soon as I figured out a way to apologize.

Mia hopped down off the ladder and brushed her hands together. “Okay, sexy, I’m all set to help you keep an eye on these kids, but if I get bitten, or one of these crazy little assholes kicks me, or shits their pants, I’m leaving.” She had warned me that Katie was the exception to her natural dislike for children.

“Remind me again while I employ you to watch my child?” I gave a half-hearted laugh and patted her on the back. “And don’t call me sexy.”

“Doesn’t sexy mean pretty, Daddy?” Katie scrunched up her nose trying to understand.

“Sort of, but it’s not a nice was of putting it, and you don’t need to say it.”

“Aren’t you sexy, Daddy?”

“Yes, he is.” Mia giggled, and I sighed knowing that the last thing I needed was for my daughter to say something inappropriate in front of the other kids, or worse, their parents.

“Dammit, Mia.” I turned to Katie and knelt down in front of her, straightening her dress. “You aren’t to say that word. Do you understand?” I kept my expression stone-like, and Katie’s eyes ringed red, and she nodded.

“Sorry, Daddy.” She pooched out her lip, and I glared at Mia.

“Sorry, Kid.” Mia brought Katie closer, wrapping her arms around to comfort her.

“I’m not mad at you, Sweetheart, I just need you to understand.”

“Yes, Daddy.” The doorbell rang, and she dried up her eyes and ran to the door with Mia to greet her guests.

I hurried into the kitchen to make sure that everything was set up and then went out to show the guests to the backyard where the activities would take place. I had hired a magician, and he was set to arrive at any time.

Katie was showing the other kids a few of the games that she and Mia had set up and told them what they’d be doing as soon as the others showed up, and that’s when they doorbell rang. I went to the door and opened it expecting a child.

Tori stood on the front step, and she was so beautiful and wholesome that I ached. She had worn a party dress and carried a present wrapped in the funny pages with a big red bow on top. She was the picture of perfect beauty, and I was an idiot.

“What are you doing here?”

She gave me a slow smile filled with enough venom to kill a hippo. “I take it you didn’t invite me.” She handed me an invitation, and it had Katie’s handwriting. She’d gone about this herself.

Tori pushed her way in, not that I was going to keep her out. She looked good enough to eat, better than the cake in fact, and I was determined to not only make her forgive me but get a slice of her. “I can leave if you prefer?”

“No, I’m glad she invited you, you’re very special to her.”

“To her? I see.” She was cold, and I could understand why. I’d given her every reason to hate me. I wanted to convince her that she was the only one that I wanted, but then, how would I go about it after what she saw? I’d have to come clean, and there was no way I could ever tell her about what I was doing to make ends meet.

“I’m sorry about the other day.” I took her gift and placed it on the table by the door with the others.

“It’s not like we have something special. I came for Katie.” She was giving a weak attempt at convincing me she wasn’t bothered, but I could see the tremble in her lips and hear the rattle in her voice.

“You know better, and despite what you saw, so do I. I care about you, Tori.”

“You didn’t say anything. That’s what showed me not only how much I mattered, but how much she did.”

“She’s practically my boss, Tori; I didn’t want things to be awkward.” I hadn’t wanted Melanie to know about her and me. If she got jealous or thought someone was getting close to me that might threaten our alone time, she could stop hooking me up. I couldn’t have that now. Not until I had my account where I wanted it, and Katie would never have to worry.

“So, you’re not only fucking your daughter’s teacher, but you’re fucking your boss too? How about the babysitter? What’s her name, Mia?” About that time, Mia walked around the corner.

“Did you need something, Ross?” She stopped in her tracks and took in Tori. Then she glared at me, and I could almost read her mind. There I stood, intimately close to Tori with my hand on hers, and obvious affection in my eyes and to top it all off, Tori looked as young as Mia.

Tori extended a hand. “Hello, you must be Mia.”

“Yeah, and you are?”

“I’m Ms. Bloom. Katie’s teacher.”

“This is Tori. I know I’ve mentioned her a couple of times.”

A slow smirk played across Mia’s face. “Um, no. No, I don’t think you have. So, you’re the lucky lady he’s spending all of his nights with?” She knew better.

“Mia, you know I work.” I’d had just about enough of it.

“Yeah, and I want a raise.” She folded her arms.

“We’ll talk later. Shouldn’t you go out and watch the kids. Since you’re on the clock.” I’d hired her to come and help out, but she had offered to be there for free. She stormed away and glared back at me over her shoulder.

“I guess you two really do have a thing too.”

“Wrong. And I’m tired of your tone.” I pulled her close, a breath away from my lips. “I want you to go say hi to Katie since you came for her.” I slipped my hand down and rubbed her mound through her clothes. “And then later, while the kids are watching the entertainment, you’re going to come for me.”

Her breath hitched, and though she glared at me with hard eyes, she ground herself against my hand. I slapped her ass as she turned around and headed out, and like Mia, she gave me a heated glance over her shoulder.

I grabbed her arm before she could get away and pulled her back into my arms. “Tell me you’ll be here, Tori. Give me something to tide me over.”

She kissed me, and her hand snaked down to rub my cock, which was already diamond hard for her. “I’ll be here.” I let her go, and she went out to see Katie, but I stayed back in the kitchen long enough to settle down. I was going to have to show her I meant business and I couldn’t wait to give her the hard fucking she deserved.

I went out to see her with the kids who all knew her from school. She sat with them and looked more like a big sister than their teacher. Mia watched from behind her preparing the next game, and now and then I’d see a glare that told me the girl was going to be fit to be tied the next time we were alone. I’d convinced her that I wasn’t attracted to younger girls and that I was not going to break my rules and sleep with her. I’m sure she knew now that it was just an excuse. I’d have to put her in her place too.

Every now and then, Tori would glance over and look at me, and the smile would fade from her lips. She was depriving me, and I’d have to teach her a lesson for that too. I’d make sure that by the time I was done with her, she’d be begging for more.

Mia prepared for the next relay by giving the kids water guns. Then she asked Tori to help, and though I saw disaster coming, I could do nothing to stop it. The kids were supposed to be squirting rubber duckies with the guns to get them across the kiddie pool, and once Tori was close enough, Mia nudged her, causing her to lose her balance.

Tori went down face first, but luckily, she caught herself, landing in the kiddie pool on all fours, her dress was drenched, and the water had splashed in her face and hair.

Mia rushed to her aid as if it were an accident, but I knew better.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry!” Tori was gracious enough to laugh it off, and the kids got a good laugh too, though some were concerned for their teacher and upset until Tori laughed at herself.

Katie had nearly been in tears, but you could tell not only was she humiliated, but she was pissed off. She gave Mia a cut nod and jerked away from her.

“I’m fine!” she said through bared teeth. Mia stepped back, and it was clear who had the authority.

I rushed out with a towel. “Here, let me help you upstairs. Mia, you stay here to keep an eye on the kids.” I gave her a venomous glare and dared her to challenge me, then she nodded and went back to leading the game.

I wrapped Tori in the towel and walked her upstairs. “She did that on purpose.”

“She’s a child, and she’s jealous. I’ve told her numerous times nothing will happen between us, but she’s hard headed.”

“She’s a bitch.” Tori shocked me by saying so, but I couldn’t disagree.

“Here, let’s go in my room, and I’ll get you some dry clothes.”

“Fine, but then I’m leaving.” She gave me a cold stare, and I knew I’d have to do something to convince her to stay. I still owed her from earlier.

Chapter 20

Tori

 

I followed him to his room where he handed me a pair of his joggers and a t-shirt. Both swallowed me up, but I managed to make them work with the help of the drawstring. I had handed my clothes through the door, and he’d gone out to the washroom. My panties had fallen out of the pile, so I picked them up and walked them down, finding him just walking away from the dryer.

“Here.” I tossed my panties to him, and he turned and added the to the load.

His babysitter had been glaring at me since I’d arrived, and I was more than sure that my suspicions were true. He’d no doubt been fucking all of us: me, her, and the woman he considered his boss.

I turned to walk away, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back to him. “I’m sorry about what happened. I’ll have a talk with her, I promise, and she won’t like it.”

“I’m sure she’ll get a real kick out of you reprimanding her.” I hated to think of him with anyone else, and my blood turned cold as I tried to pull away.

“You’re full of sass, aren’t you? What’s it going to take to show you that I care only for you?” His arms were tight around my waist, and he pulled me closer. His cock was hard and pressing into my tummy.

“Is that supposed to make me feel special? You get the same hard on for her.”

He pulled my hand down and placed it over his erection, and I could feel the thick ridge beneath his shaft as he pressed against me. “That’s all for you, Tori.” Then he reached down and rubbed his hand firm against my mound, cupping it hard. “This is mine.” He met my eyes and then kissed me hard. He pulled away, his hand still firm and rubbing as he made his way to my ear. “Tell me it’s mine, Tori.”

I gave him a defiant look, but then I moaned at his ministrations and ground against him. As angry as I was, I wanted nothing more than for him to be inside of me.

“You want to be quiet then we’ll just have to put that smart little mouth of yours to work another way.” He kissed me again, but I knew it wasn’t the job he had for me. “Now’s your time to refuse. If you don’t, I’m not going to be so gentle with you.”

“I looked down at his mouth, it was so close that I could feel his breath on my face and I crushed my lips to his, and he closed the laundry room door. He reached inside the loose joggers and untied the drawstring, then in one hard tug, he pulled them down. He helped me step out of them, and I was left with nothing but his shirt. I trembled from the cool air in the small room, and he lifted the hem of the shirt and then pulled it over my head.

I was cold and naked; my nipples tight and pink as he lifted me up against him. Suddenly I was on the warm dryer, and he parted my knees to stand between them. “Take out my cock, Tori. Show me you want this.”

I reached for his belt and unhooked it; then I went for his zipper while he slipped the t-shirt he wore up over his head.

It felt so naughty to be completely naked so close to Katie’s party, but I put that out of my mind as I took his cock into my hand and centered it at my tender slit. “I’m not going to be gentle, Tori. I’m going to fuck you hard and make you come your pretty little head off. You’re going to see how much I want you.”

He was firm with me, and I loved it. I thought I should get sassy with him more often. I was still upset with him but figured I should get all I could from him before he replaced me with someone else. Maybe he’d convince himself in the process and really mean it.

“Get on your knees.” He pulled me down, and I landed on my feet, and as soon as I felt the ground beneath me, my knees bent, and his cock brushed my cheek. He gripped my chin between his fingers, and I opened my mouth wide for him.

“Good girl. Stick your tongue out.”

I did as I was told and stuck out my tongue and he rubbed his cock against my cheek and then placed it on my tongue. I closed my mouth around the head, but he pulled back and shook his head. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue again.

“Lick around the rim and then down the shaft.” I did just what I was told, circling the rim of his cock and then I trailed my tongue down his shaft, licking at the veins that bulged as I worked my way to his heavy sac. He hadn’t told me to take them into my mouth, one by one and suck them, but I did it anyway, and he didn’t protest. Then I made my way back up his shaft and circled his rim again. When I got to the tip, he cupped the back of my head and put his cock between my lips. “Suck the head like a good girl. Show me what that smart little mouth can do for me.”

Once again, I did as I was told, and the ache in my soaking core was so great that I clenched my walls and moaned as I came. He hadn’t even touched me. It wasn’t a mind-blowing orgasm like he’d given me before, but it was enough to make me quiver and want more.

I slipped my hand down and rubbed myself, but he pulled away and scolded me. “No. Don’t pleasure yourself. I want you deprived and hungry, so when I give you my cock, you’ll come even harder.” I dropped my hand, and my pussy was aching so badly that I whimpered.

“That’s right; you’ll learn not to dispute me.” His hand dropped, and he pinched my nipples, causing me to whimper more. The need was building so much my little bud throbbed and ached for soothing.

I wanted to beg, but his cock was so far in my mouth that I couldn’t speak. I looked up at him with pleading eyes, and he glared down at me with such a hard expression, I wanted to please him even more.

I pulled away. “Please, Ross.” His hand on the back of my neck tightened and he crammed his cock back between my lips, forcing it down my throat. I gasped through my nose, but soon his cock was so far down, that airway was closed too. He hit my gag reflex, and my stomach tightened as I lurched forward. But he held me tight on it, and I managed to regain control and gasp through it as my eyes leaked tears down my cheeks. He pulled back as a salty splash hit my tongue as his cock twitched. It wasn’t the big prize, but I knew it would come soon enough, after much torture.

He met my eyes. “You like that little taste?” I nodded, bobbing off his cock until he thrust deep and fucked my throat. All of a sudden, he pulled me up and sat me back on the warm dryer before I could catch my breath. Then his mouth found mine as he parted my legs and drove his cock into me, not stopping until he was balls deep.

I screamed out, but he kissed me so hard, muffling the sound before anyone could hear, and soon the shock if his ramming me hard was replaced with a soothing stroke. The pleasure built quickly having teased me for so long, and within a minute the first wave of orgasm crashed through me.

My walls clenched around his thick cock and he stilled. “Such a greedy little girl, aren’t you? You want more, don’t you?” He whispered the words in my ear, and I whimpered and nodded in response. I found myself wanting to be special for him and to make him proud of me.

He thrust his hips and kissed me deeply, and his cock rubbed a tender spot, and it felt so good, his cock so hard it felt as if he were using something else on me. Then all of a sudden, I felt a pinch, and I panicked. “Stop, stop,” I begged him to stop, but he shook his head and slowed down.

“Am I hurting you?” His cock brushed up against me, and I started to squeal and whimper.

“No, I feel like, like—

I was too embarrassed to say.

“Let it go; it’s not what you think. You can’t urinate when you’re aroused. Trust me, baby. Let it go and soak me good.” He rolled me to my side and fucked me so hard that when he pulled away my pussy gushed hot juices. The pleasure was so intense that I didn’t want him to stop and I gripped him with my ankles and pulled him back inside me. He worked me like a piston and each time he’d pull away I’d cum so much I’d soak us both.

When we were done, I was exhausted. I collapsed against him, and he used a dirty towel from the hamper to mop up and then he dressed us both and carried me upstairs to his bed.

Mia saw us on the way up, but she didn’t say a word. She knew better.

Luckily the kids were all still outside, and no one saw him carrying me in. He left me alone while the party wrapped up and the other parents picked up their children. Then I heard him arguing with Mia out in the hallway.

“She’s no older than me.”

“She is, she just looks younger, and I’ve already told you, it’s not that you’re unattractive, Mia, it’s simply that I’m not interested. Now if you want to keep employment keep Katie downstairs while I get the clothes that you soaked with your little stunt out of the dryer.” He was furious, and at one point, I could have sworn I’d heard him growl. And then minutes later he came into the room with my clothes and I was able to dress.

I took my time getting undressed and then even longer getting dressed in my own clothes. “At least they weren’t ruined.” I still wasn’t happy with Mia, but I felt bad for her in a way. I wouldn’t want to be rejected by him, and I knew I was going to have to talk to him about us before I left.

“Yeah, it did make for a wonderful opportunity.” He wagged his brows at me.

“You missed the last half of Katie’s party.”

“She never missed me.” He shook his head and closed the distance to zip my dress. “Besides, it was worth it.”

“What is going on with us? You fucked me like you were claiming me, but what are we? What do we have?”

He looked down at the floor, and I lay my palm flat against his chest. “It’s okay; you don’t have to declare anything. I’d just like to keep seeing you.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.” He met my eyes. “It’s a lot to take from you, Tori, without a commitment, but I’m hoping with time, preferably when I’m done with this series of jobs, that we can have something.”

I looked into his eyes, and he seemed so sincere that I believed him. “I hope you’re worth the wait.” I pulled him down to my mouth and kissed him deeply.

Chapter 21

Ross

 

I’d worked harder at finding work than I had at my last job and I wasn’t holding my breath that the interview I was on my way to would be any different. If I didn’t get a job soon, my sanity would be in jeopardy, especially since I had come across another crazy client.

Melanie’s screening wasn’t as effective, and I think that since she was in the same circles as some of these people, she just assumed they were okay. My phone buzzed again for the fifth time in twenty minutes, and I was going to have to shut the thing off for my interview.

I’d been with a woman the previous week who had somehow gotten hold of my private number and called me every other hour since. This morning she was on a roll, and it seemed some window of opportunity had opened up for her, and she was hoping to hook up.

I glanced at the latest message as I pulled into the parking lot of Richard and Associates. I needed this job. I had to get away from this lifestyle and settle down for Katie and me. I decided to respond in hopes that she’d leave me alone, so I sent a quick message with my explanation and a promise to call her later. Later would be a letdown I was sure, but I didn’t have time for the emotional shit that would follow once I turned her down.

I walked into the office building and found my way to the office where the receptionist explained I’d have to wait ten minutes for Mrs. Richard to return.

Being the only person there, I decided to walk around the small lobby which was decorated with a collection of souvenirs from the Richard’s many travels. The framed images showed the attractive couple, who seemed happy and very much in love as they hugged and smiled for the camera. And then it hit me. The gorgeous blonde wife. I’d seen her somewhere before. I thought back to my first client, the hot blonde with the nipple clamps and cuffs. Claire.

I suddenly felt as if my luck was turning and we’d see just how much Claire wanted to keep her time with me discreet.

The door opened, and Claire came in, carrying a large bag and her purse, and I quickly stepped up to offer a hand.

“Here let me help you with that, Claire.”

She smiled. “Thank you so—Ross?”

“You’re the first interview of the morning, in the flesh. I was admiring your family photos.” I carried the bag to the door, and the receptionist stood up from her desk, and it seemed she had not been paying attention.

“Mrs. Richard, this is Mr. Reed. He’s here for the interview.”

“Thank you, Madison. I will take it from here. Come along, Mr. Reed. We’ll get this interview underway.” She eyed me up and down, and I couldn’t tell if she was happy to see me or not. She had gotten a strange look on her face, the kind of look that says I’m busted. But I had a feeling that there was more to Claire Richard than that. She wasn’t going to be intimidated.

She gestured me toward her office, and I carried in the bag as she shut her door. “So, is this a legitimate application for employment or a shakedown?” She walked across the room and leaned back against the desk and crossed her long, tan legs. She had on a black skirt with a plum blouse, both of which fit her like they were tailor-made to fit her perfect shape.

“Pure coincidence.” I took a seat as she extended her hand to the one in front of her. “Lucky me. It’s good to see you again.”

“I’ve meant to call you about that second date.” She let her gaze trail down my body as she licked her lips. “I’m sure that you and I could work out some sort of arrangement in exchange for the position.”

“I’m sure we could, but you see, I’m trying to get out of the business. I’ve got a little girl to raise, bills to pay, a roof to keep over her head.” I stood up and stepped closer putting my hands on her waist.

“Then it sounds like you need my help. How about we make a trade? A job for weekly private sessions?”

“Well, I’m not sure Mr. Richard would like his new associate banging his wife.”

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. It certainly didn’t the last time.” She lifted her shoulder to shrug it off.

“Well, I had no idea you were married when we hooked up. I don’t usually sleep with married women.” Her lips tightened as she glanced at the floor.

“As far as I’m concerned, Ross. The job is yours if you play along one more time. I won’t even check your recommendations because I was so impressed with your previous body of work, but why don’t you entertain a girl and give me a little something on my end? She loosened her blouse, and it fell open to reveal a lacy bra; her tight pink nipples strained against it.

I had the job, but I knew if I wanted to keep a healthy working relationship without any issues, I’d have to give her one last taste of me.

I put my arm around her waist and pulled her closer, slipping my free hand into her blouse and massaging her breasts. She threw her head back and moaned, and I remembered how hot she’d been beneath me. She wasn’t anywhere close to Tori, and I felt horrible for being with Claire when all I really wanted was to be with Tori, but if I wanted to leave this life behind to be with her, I needed this job.

She bent her knee and drew her leg up to rub it against my cock, and I reached down and pushed up her skirt to cup her sex. I worked my hand into her panties finding her slit wet and ready, so I inserted three fingers and worked them in and out, spreading them wide in her to stroke her walls.

She reached into her handbag and found a condom and then leaned into my ear. “I want a big cock in me, Ross. Fuck me and the job is yours.” She pushed the condom into my hand as she whispered with a seductive tone.

I met her eyes. “Deal.”

She unzipped my pants and stroked my cock with one hand while she reached for the phone with the other. Then she put a finger to my lips. I spun her around and lay her out face down across her desk and pulled her ass closer so I could center my cock at her sopping hole. I ripped open the wrapper and sheathed my cock as she dialed. “Yes, Madison, please hold my calls and would you go ahead and add Mr. Reed into the system and inform the other the position has been filled.” The position wasn’t the only thing filled. I pushed my cock into her, and she bit her lip to keep from moaning. “Yes, thank you.” Her voice had been breathy, and I wondered how many times her secretary had covered for her. She hung up the phone and glanced over her shoulder. “Congratulations and welcome to the Richard family.”

As I fucked her hard, her desk shook, and the phone, pen holder, and plant all rattled.

I reached around with one hand and worked her nipples knowing what she liked, and I pinched them hard, just like the clamps that she’d let me use on her before.

“Fuck yes, it feels so good.” She pushed her hips back against me, and I gripped her cheek and spread it, thumbing her tight hole while I pounded the other.

It was all worth it for the job, and after today, I didn’t have to see anyone else. I’d finish up my appointments for the week, collect my money, which would tide me over until my first paycheck arrived, and that would be that. Then I’d be able to move on with Tori, and hopefully, she’d still want more.

I closed my eyes and imagined her beneath me, and my fucking slowed way down, as I fucked Claire slowly, savoring each stroke.

“Harder, Ross. Fuck me, harder; I’m right there.” She begged like a wanton slut pushing her pussy against me as far as she could and reaching back to knead my balls with her fingertips.

I increased my speed and suddenly the sounds of our bodies slapping and clapping was so loud, that I was sure the secretary in the next room could hear it. There was no way she didn’t.

Claire was very verbal too and didn’t always watch the volume of her voice. “Yes, it feels so good.” She cried out panting, “I’m coming,” Her walls clenched my cock as she soaked me.

I was on the edge of my own release but she pushed me back, and I couldn’t help but slip out of her. “I want you to come in my mouth.” She reached down and ripped my condom off and took me into her mouth, slurping loudly as she bobbed her head and stroked it. I couldn’t help but think about the bachelorette party I had done a few nights earlier.

The theme had been a pajama party and all of the ladies, each attractive in their own special way, had dressed for the occasion. The entire group wore baby doll nighties, and some had their hair in pigtails. I had been paraded around the room, wearing nothing but a smile, and they’d taken turns feeling me, sucking me, and fondling my balls. It was all I could do not to come. I was glad this time I didn’t have to hold back.

I busted in her mouth a moment later, and she didn’t stop gulping, swallowing down each hot stream that landed on her tongue.

I helped her up as she wiped her chin and then she straightened her clothes. “Are you sure I can’t talk you into a regular thing?”

“I’ll never say never, but I really am trying to get out of the game.” I knew better than to admit I had someone I cared about. It always brought out the worst in some, and I didn’t need my new boss’s wife jealous.

“I’ll do my best to convince you.” She gave me a wink as I put away my cock and tucked my shirt in.

After a moment of giving me instructions about where to go for my first day, she shook my hand, and I made my exit.

I knew I’d have to tell Melanie that I was getting out of the line of work and I had a feeling she’d be disappointed. I’d agreed to give her a small portion of my pay to keep her booking for me along with our weekly romps, and had hoped it would help keep her off her from having to do some of the things I knew her clients wanted.

But I had to think about Katie first and foremost and then there was Tori too. I wasn’t worried about Melanie being jealous, and I knew she’d be happy for me if I did ever try to settle down, but I knew she didn’t think it would be so soon.

I’d told her that when I got a job, I was done, but she had warned me how addicting the jobs could be, and the money. She’d tried to go honest several times, but the call of the money had dragged her back again and again.

That wouldn’t happen to me. As I left the office, all I could think about was that I was finally free to pursue Tori and I couldn’t wait to make plans with her.

As I pulled away from the parking lot, I dialed her number.

Chapter 22

Tori

 

I had just lined the kids up to go to their PE class when my phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and saw that there was a message from Ross and my heart soared. He wanted me to call him as soon as I had a free minute and I hoped that he’d ask me out or at least want to see me.

I waited until I had the kids in place and then I returned to my room to tidy up and give him a call back while I had some alone time.

He answered the phone with a cheerful voice. “I was hoping you’d call back sooner than later.”

“You seem to be in a good mood; I guess job hunting is going better these days?” He’d told me all about how he’d had a hard time trying to land a new job with his age. I found it hard to believe that a sexy man like him had a hard time getting anything he wanted, but as he’d said, there were plenty of jobs for younger men. It didn’t matter if he was stronger and hotter than most of them, the employer took one look at the age and passed.

“I actually had a surprise and hoped you’d want to see me tonight.”

“Are you asking me out on a date?” I was a little shocked that he would want to take me out and not to bed.

“Yes, I am. I thought we’d catch dinner and then go back to your place if you wanted.”

I could feel the tingle between my legs already. “Of course, I want to. What time?”

“How about seven? We can get to dinner early. I promised my babysitter I’d be home early.”

“Do you still use Mia?” I had hoped that he fired the girl, but I could understand if he hadn’t.

“Yes, I do. Katie loves her, and good help is hard to find.” His tone was almost apologetic, but I decided to let it go. It wasn’t my business, and at least he had someone to watch Katie so we could be together.

“Cool, so I’ll see you at seven?”

“If not a little sooner. I have to make a stop before.”

“Anytime. See you soon.” I hung up the phone on cloud nine, and my good mood continued through the day.

I rushed home after a quick stop at the store for toiletries and a new tube of lipstick and matching fingernail polish. I’d bought a new dress the week before and was so glad to have a place to go to show it off. It wasn’t the same showing it off to a bunch of first graders.

I had showered and painted my toenails when the doorbell rang, and though my hair was still wet and hanging loosely at my shoulders looking a mess, I went to the door thinking it was Ross.

I froze when I opened the door to find Kevin standing on the other side.

I clenched my towel tight to my chest. “What are you doing here?”

He sauntered in before I could protest and headed for the couch where he sat and kicked his feet up. “I thought I’d stop by and see how things are going.”

“They’re great, but you can’t stay.” I crossed my arms in front of me and looked down at him as if he were one of my children.

“I’ve heard some interesting things about you.” His eyes trailed down my body and back up, and I couldn’t help but notice they were blood shot like they got when he smoked weed with his loser friends.

But I was curious to see what he had to say. “Like?”

“Like that, you’re fucking your student’s father.” He made a face as my own cheeks burned and I got a little lightheaded. “I hear he’s an old guy too. Like in his late fifties. I thought it was a lie, of course, seeing how you don’t fuck and all, but then this girl, she told me that you even fucked him at his little girls’ birthday party and she had a great description of you.”

My eyes widened. How did he know all of these details? He had to have been told. Mia! I shook my head, but then he laughed.

“Don’t try to deny it, Tori. And don’t worry. I’m not disappointed. Actually, I always knew there was a dirty girl in there somewhere waiting to come out. Now we can have some fun.”

I wasn’t having any kind of fun with him. “You can go tell Mia to mind her own business. She’s just jealous that Ross is with me and won’t give her the time of day. Now, you should really leave.” I didn’t want to tell him that I was expecting Ross or he might do something stupid to embarrass me.

He stood up and approached me, his eyes bearing down on mine as if he could see right through me and he smelled of weed and cigarette smoke. “Mia. That’s her name. She’s a friend of my buddy, Dylan’s. When I mentioned I had a girlfriend named Tori who was a schoolteacher, she was all over me.”

“I’m not your girlfriend, and you need to leave.” He was starting to creep me out. He was acting like some kind of predator. He kept sizing me up, looking me up and down like he could devour me.

“Come on, Tori. I think we need to fuck. You deprived me all those months, and well, I’d say that you owe me.” He was crazy. I backed up so I could get away from him, out of arm’s reach, and then he jerked me by the arm and pulled me close.

“Let go of me, Kevin!” I struggled to get free, but he held me tighter, nudging his leg between mine.

“Come on, Tori, relax. It’s me, for fuck’s sake.” He shook me, and I kept my arms down to hold my towel in place. It was coming loose, and as I struggled to keep it up, he noticed and tugged it open.

I screamed as it came off and pulled the towel with all my might. He thought the tug-o-war was funny and pulled back, jerking me around. I screamed as loud as I could.

“Stop fighting it, Tori!”

The door burst open, and Kevin let go of the towel which I quickly wrapped around myself as the tears stained my cheeks.

Ross came in without a word, and before Kevin could get two words out, Ross punched him, knocking him to the ground. Then he picked him up and hit him again. This time when he fell, Ross fell on him, steadily throwing punches until I saw blood spatter from Kevin’s mouth.

He was going to kill him. I had to make him stop. I ran over and screamed for Ross to quit and pulled his arm, tugging him off of Kevin who wasn’t getting up anytime soon.

Kevin rolled over and moaned, and lucky for him, he didn’t look as bad as he could have.

I clutched the towel around me, putting it back into place and Ross turned around. “What the fuck is he doing here?”

He found out about us through Mia, and since I’m not a virgin anymore, he thought he could force me to sleep with him.”

“I wasn’t going to force you, Tori.”

“You grabbed me! You wouldn’t quit.” Ross pulled me into his arms, and then he glowered down at Kevin.

“Get your ass out of here before I kill you.” Ross’ chest was heaving so hard, and his knuckles were swollen and bloody. I pulled them to my lips and kissed them, but he kept his eyes on Kevin as he slowly picked himself up and limped to the door. He didn’t say anything else as he shut the door.

As it clicked to, Ross grabbed my arms, and his eyes pegged mine with a hard stare. “Did he touch you?” I shook my head and collapsed against him as he cradled me close.

“He said that I’d deprived him and that I owed him. I don’t know what he would he would have done if you hadn’t shown up. He had never acted that way before.”

“If he ever comes here again, you are to call me immediately. Do you understand me, Tori.” I nodded, and he picked me and up and carried me to the couch. “I don’t want anyone else’s hand on you, ever. Do you hear me?” He brushed my hair back from my face and then wiped a stray tear that had made its way down to my jawline.

“I should get dressed.” I went to sit up, but he stopped me.

“It’s still early. Besides, we don’t have to make dinner now if you don’t want to. I can make us something here, or send out for something. You seem a bit shaken.” A bit? I was totally freaked out. To think that Kevin would attack me that way, I would have never expected it.

“I’m not really hungry. Would you hold me a bit?” I wanted to be cradled in his arms. He was my protector, and as long as I was with him, I was safe.

“Sure, come here.” He pulled me across his lap, my towel shifting just enough to expose my thigh and half of my ass, but he straightened it out and little and then rubbed soft circles on my arm and back.

After a moment, I leaned up and kissed him, and his mouth crushed against mine with such determination that I opened the towel and let it drop to the couch beside us. I had never been so vulnerable, and he stroked his thumb across my nipples and then gave one a pinch.

I wiggled and rubbed my thighs together, and he slipped his hand down, parting my knees. “Can I touch you, Tori?” I nodded giving him permission and parted my legs, opening enough that he could stroke my mound and down between my folds. He dragged a finger through my glistening channel and then brought it to his lips for a taste. My chin began to quiver as I caught a chill and he bundled me up close. “I’m going to warm you up a bit.” He lay me back on the couch and parted my thighs, then he leaned down over me and lapped at my tender slit.

I relaxed, and my eyes rolled back in my head, and my toes curled as he delivered the most amazing pleasure. Then he sat up and undid his pants and stood, dropping them to his ankles.

He sat on the couch and took my hand, pulling me up to straddle his lap. “Come closer, Tori.” He lifted my ass up and placed me down on his cock, and I’d never been on top before. He reached up and stroked my breasts and then pinched my nipples again, which felt amazing as I inched down slowly on his thick, hot, erection.

“Ouch,” I said as I got to the base of his cock and the width there spread my even wider, causing me to stretch more than ever.

“Easy, baby. Take it slow. It’s supposed to feel good.”

“You’re a little much for me.”

He gripped my hips and lifted me up like I was nothing and then he began fucking me, lifting me up and down until I found the pace and took over. Soon, I was riding his cock steady, but I avoided his thick base, at least until I felt my first orgasm. In my excitement, I forgot to brace myself, and his cock jabbed me hard. I winced and clenched, feeling invaded to my depths.

“Fuck!” His arms came around me, and suddenly he was holding me tight, grinding his cock deep.

It hurt for a moment, and then he rocked in and out of me until I settled around him. Then he cried out as he held me down and his cock spasmed. Deep inside me, there was the tickle from his release spurting into me, and the bliss that never wanted that moment to end.

Chapter 23

Ross

 

“Fuck, baby.” My cock poured and poured deep inside her, and I was certain I wasn’t letting her get away from me. I’d known it the moment I walked in and caught that asshole trying to defile her. “Whose pussy is that, baby?” I whispered close to her ear, and she nestled her head closer.

“It’s all yours. Do you really want it?”

“Yes, you know I do. I really meant what I said, Tori. I could have killed him.” I looked deep into her eyes so she’d know I meant business.

I was still inside of her. Our juices, slowly finding their way out, trickled down my balls. She wiggled on me, and I hardened again.

“I’m going to take you to bed, and then I’m going to make love to you.” I rubbed the chill bumps that rose on her arms and then I put mine around her and lifted her up, never leaving her channel.

She gave a little squeal and wrapped her legs tight to hold on. “Don’t drop me!”

“I’m not going to drop you. You’re as light as a little feather. You’re really just a little girl, after all, aren’t you, Tori?”

“I’m a woman,” she insisted.

I rounded the corner to the bedroom. “Yes, but you’re also so tender and young. And that’s not a bad thing, baby. It’s really not.” I was growing more and more used to the idea and realized that all the things that made her special were because of her age; like the wonder in her eyes and the way she looked at me like I hung the moon. That admiration is what one lived and loved for. And the only other person that looked at me like that was Katie.

“But you aren’t attracted to younger women.” She batted her lashes teasing me as I lay her back against the bed.

“Oh, I’m attracted to you. I think I’d like you to be my girl. Would you like that, Tori?”

“Your girl?” She grinned up at me from the bed as I thrust my hips and then she rocked against me. “Does that mean I’d be your only girl?”

“Mhm. That’s what I’m saying. You know I told you I had a surprise, well I landed a job. If you’re interested, I will have more time with you and Katie. I’d like some of that time to be together with her. If you’re good with that. She thinks so much of you, Tori and she needs a good female influence in her life. Someone besides Mia.”

Her smile widened until it spread her lips and showed her pearly teeth. “I’m so excited for what’s to come.”

“Me too. I feel like I’ve waited a long time for you.” It was true, as much as I hated to admit it, she was the first person that had come along since Sarah died that filled my heart the way she had. I still missed her every day like crazy, but with Tori in my life, I wasn’t distracted by the pain of loss. She filled that void.

“Likewise.” She pulled me down to kiss her and then ground her hips into me. “Please, will you take me harder?” I pulled out slowly and then dipped back inside even slower. “Please?” She moved beneath me, picking up her pace.

“Greedy girl, I do love to hear you beg though. I think I’ll just take it out and—

“No!” She gripped me tight with her legs, pinning me in place, forcing my cock to stay deep. “Please don’t.”

“Mm. That’s the sweetest word on your lips while my cock is buried deep. It does things to me.” It made my balls ache for one, and it made me want to mark her, claim her. I’d been furious when I’d seen her ex and how he’d jerked her around like a toy. She had been totally naked, and though I knew he’d seen her before, I’d wanted to poke his eyes out. I hoped that they’d swollen shut from being punched and thinking about it only made my protective nature kick into overdrive.

“Please is the magic word, huh?” She gave me a pleading look. “Please fuck me, fuck your girl.”

“You’re so bad.” I pulled away, surprised that she’d let me and then I turned her over, and she tilted her little ass up in the air. I gave it a swat and then centered my cock against her dripping pussy. I gripped her ass cheeks and spread them wide, and then I repositioned and pressed my cock against her there.

“No! Please, please.” She wiggled away, and I laughed. I hadn’t intended on doing more than scaring her, and she was more than terrified at the thought of my huge cock in her ass.

I spanked her again. “It’s okay, I’m only teasing you, but I am going to take you from behind nice and hard, just like you want and I’m not going to be easy on you. You need to be taught a lesson about teasing me.” I smiled wickedly as she moaned and then she looked back at me, trying to look worried, but her mouth turned up at the corners and then she grinned.

“Please.” She was so naughty, and I loved it. Though she was making me have the dirtiest thoughts, I couldn’t get enough of her.

I didn’t waste another moment, and I drove deep into her, nudging my way inside her with three hard thrusts, each which had her screaming and gripping the sheets beneath her. Once I was good and settled, and I picked up the pace so fast I heard her teeth chatter and the headboard slammed into the wall knocking a picture that was over the bed down behind it.

I fucked her little hole so hard that she gushed out around my cock and soaked my balls. Her little slit was so fucking perfect. Everything about her was, from the way she whimpered in a small voice, to the way she begged.

She wasn’t like the other women. She was still brand new to sex, and the curiosity and wonder were the biggest turn on, that and the fact that she let me do whatever I wanted with her. Her trust in me was something I’d never want to break.

I was relentless on her, and when I was done, she was barely able to stand. “Come on, Tori. I picked her up and tried to get her to her feet with no luck. She stood there on trembling legs, looking as awkward as a baby deer, so I scooped her up into my arms and carried her to the shower. Her little ass was pink from spankings and thrusting into her, and she winced as I rubbed those places. She was purring like a little kitten, so I ran my hand up her pack to give her a stroke.

I noticed her wincing as the water washed across her sex and I cupped her chin in my fingertips and narrowed my eyes at her. “What’s the matter, baby? Are you hurt?”

“No, I’m fine.” But the look on her face said otherwise.

“Fuck. Did I hurt you?” I felt like a bastard, and I shouldn’t have given into her begging. She didn’t know what she was asking for. She was too innocent. “Answer me, Tori.”

I met her eyes, and she nodded. She put her hands between her legs, and I leaned her back against the wall to check. “I’ve only torn you a little like last time. It’s natural, but it probably hurts more with it being redone.”

“It’s okay, just a little tender.”

“I better kiss it and make it all better.” I kissed her mouth as she moaned. “Do you want that?”

She smiled and bit her lip. “Yes.” She was more innocent and vulnerable than I’d ever seen her and I knew that now she was real with me. There wasn’t a classroom of kids or the judging eyes of her parents or anyone else who might tell her she was too young. With me, she didn’t have to fight to prove anything.

I knelt down and turned my head to lick her channel. I let my tongue trail up to her clit, and then I sucked the tender bud between my teeth and nibbled. She cried out and then she grabbed my head, holding me there, forcing me to service her. It wasn’t that she meant it deliberately. No, she was simply caught up at the moment. She was always so submissive to me, allowing me to lead and the fact that she wasn’t like the other assertive women, who ruined everything by wanting to be in control, made it different and special.

I licked her bare little mound and worshiped her slit. Even though she let me lead, she was still my queen.

I let the thought rattle around in my head as she orgasmed, grinding against my nose and mouth, and realized that she was too innocent to be queen. She was a princess. My princess and the only other I’d have next to my darling, Katie. They were both my girls, and I wanted to take care of them both.

I pulled away as the last waved of her orgasm hit her and rinsed off. We got out and got dressed and then retreated to the couch for some coffee before I left.

“I don’t think he’ll come back,” she said over her steaming mug.

“If he knows what’s good for him, he won’t. And I mean it, if he does, you call the police, and then you call me. Promise me, Tori. I want you safe. I’d bring you back to my house if it weren’t for Katie.”

“No, I can’t run. He’d get a kick out of that, and he would tell me I’m overdramatic again.”

“He would have hurt you. You did the right thing. You’re my girl.” She lowered her head, and I lifted her chin. “Are you sure you want that? You want a relationship with me?”

“More than anything, Ross. I’m just worried. I know you are with others. I’m sorry even to bring it up, and I don’t want to spoil the mood, but I can’t be your second choice or even your first of many.” She paused, and my blood raced through my veins wondering what she’d heard. “Your only?”

“Yes.” I leaned in and claimed her mouth. “You’re my only choice, Tori. I’ve known it for a while. Ever since that night, you tripped, and I caught you. The way you seemed so delicate in my arms. I knew then that I wanted you, but I was so afraid to go against my limits.”

“What made you change your mind?” She met my eyes, and I released a short breath and kissed her forehead.

“I didn’t want to miss out on someone great for the sake of a few years. Life is too short for that. Losing Sarah taught me the truth in that.”

She nestled closer, and I held her for a while until it was time to go relieve Mia. I would call Melanie as soon as I got home and be done with the clients for good. I had Tori, and she was all I needed.

Chapter 24

Tori

 

I had never felt so safe and secure as I had with Ross, and not because he’d pummeled Kevin. I wasn’t sure if it were that whole fatherly vibe, or the animalistic thing in him that protected me, but I had been beaming all day just thinking about the other night. Even though we hadn’t spent an entire night together yet, I had a feeling it was coming. He’d even mentioned seeing if Mia would take on an all-night job for him to do it.

It had been nearly a week since we last had sex and I was half-starved for him. I had gone to work after an early morning date with my vibrator while Ross sent me dirty texts. It was so much fun the way we played, and I was so excited about our relationship starting that I hadn’t thought to ask him if he’d mentioned it to Katie yet. I’d waited all week for her to walk in and tell me how excited she was, but so far, she hadn’t.

It wasn’t my place to say anything, but I was bursting at the seams for him to tell her. We did our reading studies, and the children went to the library to choose another book. I had assigned them to each read the books and then tell me a little about it. Katie was bouncing with excitement when we walked into the library, and she headed straight for the chapter books, which were a little more challenging for her, especially when she read out loud.

I looked over to Jackie who was waving me over with a frown.

“Are you still seeing that old man?” The way she phrased the question rubbed me the wrong way.

“His name is Ross, and yes. But that’s his daughter right over there so I can’t talk about him right now.” I narrowed my eyes and shrugged.

“I need to talk to you about him. Come back on your conference hour.”

“Are we going to lunch?” I turned to check the students, and each was selecting a book from the shelf or making their way to the colorful rug where they were to sit and read.

“I’m not sure you’ll be hungry, I know I’m not.” She turned away and shook her head.

“Jackie, what is it?” I touched her arm, and she took a deep breath. “You’re scaring me, is it something terrible?”

She glanced out at the kids and then back at me. “Find me.” She turned around and walked out, and I was left to wonder, feeling sick inside.

I thought about what it could be and after worrying if she’d heard something about one of his exes, or perhaps that dreadful Mia. I didn’t want to think it was anything bad, so I figured it must be a misunderstanding.

Hours passed, and I finally found myself with enough free time to return to the library. I found Jackie talking with one of the other faculty members, and so I waited out front and looked at the shelves. I saw some of my favorites and decided to take one to read to the class during their afternoon rest period.

“Hey,” I turned around and saw Jackie approaching. “I’m sorry if I freaked you out, but I’ve got something really important to tell you, Tori. I’m afraid it’s not good news.”

“I’ve been terrified, so it better not be something stupid. What does this have to do with my relationship with Ross?”

“Tori, how well do you know this guy? I mean, yeah, his daughter is in your class, but what about his private life?” She turned and led me into the back office where she could still see her counter.

I took a seat in the chair across from her desk and slumped down, already tired of the whole conversation. “I know him, all right? I’ve been to his house, him to mine; we’ve had sex a few times—I don’t get why you’re so upset.”

Her hand clutched her collar. “Did you use protection?”

So, that’s what it was about. She must have heard something like Kevin had and thought that Ross was a cheater. “If this is about that girl the other day at lunch, she’s practically his boss, and he’s admitted that he’s been seeing other women, but now that we’re making things exclusive, he’s severing those ties.” She shook her head, but I interrupted before she could speak. “Look, before you try to villainize him, let me just say, I’m okay with his past, and it’s in the past.”

“Do you know what kind of work he’s been doing lately? What his boss hired him to do?” She put her hand on her hip and gave me a narrowing glance.

“He said it was security work, and that’s why it was at night.” Panic struck me, but I was determined not to think the worst. He could have been doing security. Why would have to lie if he wasn’t? “Just tell me what you know, because you obviously believe it’s true.” I was so upset with her for not giving him the benefit of the doubt.

“Tori, I was talking to my friend Angela who used to be my old roommate. She was always the wild type, and well, she’s the one I’ve told you about that goes to sex parties and conventions.”

“Right, so what? Did she see someone she thought was Ross?”

“She recently went to a bachelorette party with some of those friends, and we were talking. Well, she kind of shares too much, and showed me a few pictures from the event that she’d taken on the sly. She didn’t think her boyfriend would believe she’d been to that kind of event and it’s kind of a thing between them, they like each other messing around, but anyway, she was telling me how this party had a live entertainer. An attractive, older man.”

My heart pounded so fast it was hammering in my ears. “I don’t understand.”

“At this party, the man is passed around like a toy and used orally. Then he had sex with the bride. She took the pictures because he has an impressive penis.” She glanced around to make sure no one was within earshot.

“You’re mistaken; it’s not Ross.” Even though I knew his cock was impressive, I wasn’t about to give up on him so easily.

“I had her forward me two photos. You look at them and tell me I’m wrong. But if I’m right, Tori, you have to get away from this man. He’s bad news.” She took out her phone and found the images and then leaned in to let me get a better look, before passing me the phone.

I knew in a heartbeat that it was him and my face burned with anger and embarrassment so hot that I thought I’d pass out. Even though I wasn’t standing, I gripped the desk in front of me to steady. “What kind of party was this?” I wanted to make sure things were clear, and that I had all of my information so that I could confront Ross. I had to be absolutely sure there was no mistake. In my heart, I wanted it to be, but the photograph didn’t lie and not only had he been stark naked in front of a crowd, but there was women touching him. All of him. And worse of all, he had a big smile plastered on his face.

“She said that she gave him oral with about twenty other women and then he had sex with the bride. She didn’t say if it was protected.” I met her eyes as my stomach lurched and I covered my mouth and ran to the nearest bathroom and heaved.

Jackie ran in behind me and knelt down to help. She put her arm around me as I hugged the toilet and when I didn’t throw up, only because I’d skipped breakfast and lunch, she lifted me up. “I’m so sorry, Tori. I wanted it not to be true. I made her show me all the shots to be certain, and I took the best two to show you. If there was any doubt, I’d never have said anything. I didn’t know how to tell you. I knew you’d be devastated.”

“Thank you for being honest with me. I’m just glad someone was. I can’t believe he did this. He said that he saw other people, but I didn’t think he meant in groups.”

So many thoughts went through my head, and I couldn’t help but think he’d only wanted me for my virginity. His attitude had changed about me then, and the more I thought about it, I was certain I’d just been another cherry to pop, a virgin to deflower, a notch in his belt. I broke down and cried some more, and Jackie stayed with me the entire time rubbing soothing circles on my back and offering advice.

“You need to stay away from him. I wouldn’t say a word. You never know how he might react. You said he beat the hell out of Kevin, which means he’s got a violent streak. I say just stay away.”

“I can’t just stay away. He’ll expect me to talk to him and want to know why I’m not. I can’t walk away and pretend that nothing happened. I have to confront him.” I stood up and went to the sink to wash my face and saw how horrible I looked. My mascara had smeared around my eyes and what little eyeliner I had put on with it, was gone.

I couldn’t go back to the children looking this way. All I could do was set up a substitute for the rest of the day and go home. I looked as sick as I felt, so it shouldn’t be any problem. “I’m going home. I can’t stay here.”

“I think that’s a good idea. You don’t want the kids to see you this way. I should have waited until you were home, but I knew I had to tell you before you got in any deeper with that man.” She said that man as if she wanted to strangle Ross Reed more than I did.

“Yeah, I have to go home and try to figure out what I’m going to do. He always calls me at lunch, but I’ll tell him I’m not feeling well.” It would be believable that I’d picked up a nasty flu or cold from the school and being contagious could buy me a little time until I figured out how to confront him and where.

I would give it a day or two and perhaps meet him in a public place—a nice restaurant; somewhere he couldn’t make a scene. “Could you forward those images to me, please. I’d like to have them, so there is no denying it. If he’s lied, he’s not going to admit it that easily.”

“Yeah, I’ll send them now.” She thumbed her phone’s screen, and in seconds I heard a ping from my phone. “Don’t be alone with him, Tori. He’s some kind of deviant.” She glanced around the room and leaned in closer, even though we were alone. “Did he ever get rough with you, violent, or do strange things?” Her nose wrinkled as if she didn’t want to ask.

“No, nothing I’d consider out of the ordinary, but he was really good at what he did do.” I let out a long sigh.

Jackie shook her head. “Yeah, well, he’s had a lot of practice.”

I couldn’t believe I’d never be with him again. I already missed him, and it was strange to think that the sweet, loving man I thought I knew, wasn’t at all what he said he was.

Chapter 25

Ross

 

My week couldn’t have been any better, and I was so excited that with the weekend, I’d get to see Tori. I’d started my new job the day before and so far, things were going great. Claire had started me out at a higher rate of pay than most of the other workers, and I knew it was her way of asking me to be discreet. I’d take it. I wasn’t ever planning to talk. Discretion was key with the type of work I’d done before, and I surely didn’t want the things I’d done getting back to anyone I loved or cared about.

I’d always made sure that there were no pictures and no cell phones with the bigger crowds, and knowing most of the clients I had weren’t new to the game, I had faith that they understood the way it was played.

Melanie had taken the news of my early retirement well and was proud of me for landing the job, but she wasn’t as understanding about me ending our sessions. I sat with her on the phone during my lunch commute trying to explain to her why I didn’t want to have a secret affair.

“I didn’t mind the play when I was single, but it’s not fair to Tori or to myself while trying to start an honest relationship to see you, or anyone else for that matter, on the sly. Tori deserves better and now that we were together, and I’ve promised her commitment, I have to honor that.”

“I understand.” Her voice broke. “I’m going to miss you.”

“You’re a great friend, Mel. That’s not going to change.” She’d be fine. I had no doubt and she probably already had someone lined up to take my place. I just hope he’d treat her right.

“Everything changes, Ross. And if it ever changes for you again, I’d love to see you.”

“If you ever need me, you know how to reach me. If any of those men get out of line you know I’ll come straighten them out.” She giggled, and it was quiet enough that I had a feeling it was mixed with tears.

“I will. It’s bittersweet, but I’ll be okay. I’ll catch you later, Ross.” And with that, she hung up the phone. I exited the freeway but still had a way to go. I had one more call to make before I called Tori to nail down our evening plans.

Mia answered the phone with a growl. “What? I’m sleeping.”

“And I’m on my way to work, which means one of us is a slacker.”

“Funny. What do you want?” I could hear the rustling of covers on the other end of the phone.

“I’d like for you to watch Katie tonight—overnight if possible.” I waited for her to ask why and I was going to have to explain to her that I needed an entire night with my girl. I wanted to hold her all night and wake up next to her.

“Let me guess; you’re going out with Tori?”

“Yes, the girlfriend you pushed into the kiddie pool and nearly ruined my daughter’s birthday party, that Tori.”

“I didn’t ruin it.” By the tone of her voice, she was biting back laughter.

“Those kids weren’t happy seeing their favorite teacher fall down and you’re lucky she played it off so they wouldn’t be upset.” It was quiet a moment, and I could tell by her huffing through the phone that she was about to protest. “You owe me, Mia. Though all of your stunts, I’ve kept you employed, even when I could barely afford you.”

“That’s because you don’t pay me shit. If I do this, I want a raise. Besides, you’re working now, so you can afford to pay me more, right?” She had me cornered.

“Fine. We’ll work out the rates later when I see what I can swing.”

“A dollar more an hour.”

“Mia, don’t push it. Just tell me you’ll do this for me, I’ve got to go back to work.” I turned into the parking lot of Richard and Associates and knew I was wasting the time I had to talk to Tori bargaining.

“Fine. But you can’t take up half my day tomorrow spooning her at her place. I want you home early because I’m going to the beach.”

“Sounds perfect. I’m planning on us coming to get Katie and taking her out for the day.”

She made a horrible sound, and I knew she was mocking me, but she hung up before I could respond. She was a brat, but she was all I had that would put up with me.

I found a parking space and sat there a minute to call Tori. As the phone rang, I thought about the night before and how I’d spent the evening in, counting up the money I’d saved from all of those hook ups, and I still couldn’t believe that in that short of time, I’d replenished my savings back to what they’d been when Sarah was alive, and still managed to pay my bills and feed my daughter.

It was a good run, but I’d known that I couldn’t do that sort of thing forever.

Tori wasn’t picking up, and I waited as long as I could. I had to return to work, and that meant I’d have to keep off my cell phone. I turned down my phone’s volume and stuck it in my pocket as I got out to go inside. When I hit the door, Claire walked up and gave me a knowing grin, and I said hello and continued on my way. As gorgeous as she was, she had nothing like my Tori.

On my second break of the day, I decided to try and call Tori again. I stepped outside and dialed, and it rang forever before voicemail picked it up. “Hey, baby. I wanted to talk to you about tonight. I’ve lined up a sitter till morning. Call me.” I could have texted, but I always thought it wasn’t personal enough. Besides, I wanted her to hear how excited I was and hoped she would be too.

Moments later I had a message. I glanced down and read the words I’m sick, and my mood switched to genuine concern for her.

Call me, I responded.

I waited, and she didn’t message me back, and I figured it must be bad. I would have to go by and see her. I waited until my time was up and returned to work. Being training I couldn’t call, and I was distracted by my worry for her.

As soon as I got off work, I got in the car and called. Still no answer. Damn kids today wanting to text instead of calling. I typed out a message asking if she felt any better and if she’d been home all day.

Minutes later I got another response, but I was already halfway to her house. I didn’t want to bother her, but I wanted to make sure she had everything she needed. If I had to go to the store, I’d have time, and maybe I could fix her something light to eat.

I pulled up into her driveway and stopped to read the message. I’m fine, going to get some rest.

I thought she might be sleeping, so I was about to back out of the drive when I saw her living room curtain pull back and changed my mind. I threw it in park and headed to the door. I stood there knocking a while, and grew more concerned when she didn’t answer. It didn’t make sense.

I took out my phone and texted: I’m at the door, checking on you.

When she didn’t respond right away, I grew concerned that maybe Kevin had shown back up. I wasn’t sure that asshole wouldn’t try and hurt her to get back at me for pounding his face.

I banged on the door and looked through the window. I could see Tori pacing the room, holding her stomach. She didn’t look sick, but rather sick over something. She might have had bad news about her aunt or something. Something that had upset her and she didn’t want to share. It still didn’t put me at ease. I needed to know she was safe and I didn’t understand why she wasn’t reaching out to me.

“Tori, what’s going on?” I yelled through the door, keeping my voice just loud enough for her to hear and not the neighbors. “Are you all right? Let me in.”

I waited, and my pulse raced, but she didn’t say anything. I looked in the window, and she was still there, pacing. She glanced up and saw me and shook her head and wiped her eyes. She was crying.

“Tori, open the door, baby. What’s the matter?” All I could think of was that asshole had come and hurt her. “I’m not leaving until you talk to me, Tori.”

After a minute of trying to figure out if I should break the door down, she opened it. “I can’t see you anymore.” Her eyes were puffy and wet with tears, and though that her sniffling, she didn’t seem sick.

The words were so out of left field that I couldn’t understand if she was serious or not. “What’s going on?” I stepped forward, but she backed away.

“Don’t, Ross. Don’t come in and don’t touch me.” Her hands were wrapped around her waist as if she were holding herself together.

I stopped in my tracks, but I wasn’t going to leave without an explanation. “Will you at least tell me what’s happened?” She could at least offer me some reason. Had she changed her mind about being in a serious relationship, or had she decided that my age was suddenly a factor?

“I know about you.” The words were delivered with so much venom that I stepped back. I wondered what she knew and exactly what she’d heard. Was this something that had filtered down about Mia? Maybe Kevin had told her something— a lie, maybe that I saw Mia behind her back.

My anger grew, and it wasn’t that I was angry at Tori, but I was upset that someone had tried to hurt her with lies and that they’d tried to break us up. I wasn’t going to let that happen.

“We need to sit down and talk about this. I’m not leaving until it’s settled and I want to know what you think you know and who told you.” I walked away from the door, shutting it behind me as she widened the distance between us. Had someone told her I’d hurt her? “Why are you backing away, Tori? I’m not going to hurt you. I don’t understand what’s going on.”

“You already have hurt me, you liar. You weren’t working security; you were whoring yourself out like some kind of deviant. You used me.”

I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath as the anger and shame boiled together inside me. I held my tongue knowing whatever would come from my mouth could be toxic to our future and I’d have to proceed with caution.

“What exactly have you heard?” My eyes bore into her as a thousand questions burned through me.

“I know about your stupid parties. The way you hire yourself out and play toy roomfuls of women!”

I couldn’t deny anything she was saying, and I understood that while I had done things that were less than moral, I had done it for honorable reasons. “I think you should let me explain before you jump to any conclusions about who I am.”

“You’re a pervert, and you saw the chance to fuck a young virgin, and you took it. You never cared about me.” She glared at me with glassy eyes; her lip curled back in disgust.

“I do care about you, and that’s not why I wanted to be with you. You’re not like the others, Tori. You are special.”

“Get the hell out.” She stepped forward, but I was not leaving. Not until she knew exactly who she was dealing with.

Chapter 26

Tori

 

Something gleamed in Ross’ eye as I told him to get out and even though I’d stepped forward, and tried to let him know that I meant it, he didn’t back down.

He crossed the room and grabbed my shoulders and held me at arm’s length. “I’m not fucking going anywhere. I care about you, and I want you and I’m not letting you push me away that easily.” He looked me up and down and then leaned close to my face, his stubble scratching against me. “You want to know what I’ve been doing? I’ve been putting food in my kid’s mouth, I’ve been paying my fucking bills, and yes, I’ve done it all with this right here.” He cupped himself, and I jerked away.

“You’re vulgar.”

“Vulgar? You didn’t think I was so vulgar when I fucked you.” He gave me a challenging look, and I hated him for being right. “And though I’ve had many clients, most were individuals. I fell on hard times, Tori. I didn’t have some rich fucking aunt to set me up. My wife’s illness depleted my savings, and I was about to lose my fucking house. I’m not proud of it, but I don’t have to explain myself to you. I did all of it on my own time before I committed to you!”

I was so confused. I understood what it meant to be desperate. I’d not always had money, and my aunt had only been able to help me because she’d remarried and sold her house, but to sell yourself? “Why not get a loan or something?”

He raked his fingers through his hair and shook his head. “Who would have given me a loan without a job?”

I wiped my eyes and lifted my chin, giving him a defiant look. “What were you doing with them?”

“I’ll tell you everything if you want to hear it. I never wanted you to know or to think bad of me, and that’s why I wouldn’t commit to you off the bat. I had to make enough money to survive until I got a job. I quit the minute I got hired, I even told my friend not to set me up with any more appointments. I’m done!”

I felt like an idiot, but I believed him. Even more than that I was intrigued in a strange way, and curious. “I want to know.”

He stepped closer and pulled me into his arms, his mouth pecking at mine until finally he deepened the kiss and hitched my leg up at his hip. He ground against me, his thick length stroking me through his clothes and he pulled away, whispering into my ear. “Do you feel that, Tori?” I nodded and reached for my hand, placing it over his cock. “You want that, don’t you?”

I nodded again; I did want him. The fact that all of those other women had him hurt, but strangely it excited me that despite them all wanting him, he wanted me.

“Tell me.” His hard tone was softer than the look in his eyes.

“I do,” I whispered.

He lifted me up and carried me into my room, and pushed aside the messy covers where I’d wallowed in self-pity and cried for hours on end. Then he pulled down my shorts and stepped back.

“Take it off.” He gestured to my tank top and snapped his fingers, and I wasted no time doing what I was told. I lay there naked expecting him to fuck me, but he looked around the room and went to get my silk scarf that hung on my dresser. He came back, and my chest pounded, not knowing if I should let him. When he took my hands, I pulled them away.

“You wanted to see what they paid me for; I’m going to show you.” He grabbed my hands tighter and pulled them together behind me holding them tight with one hand while he tied me up. He wasn’t taking no for an answer, and I was all done fighting.

He looked around again as I lay there on my bed, my legs rubbing together as I watched him. He walked over to a picture board beside my dresser and took the small wooden clothespins from it which had at one time held pictures of Kevin and tested them on his thumb. My eyes widened wondering what he was going to do with them.

He returned to me and leaned over to lick my nipples, and I moaned out as he slapped my breasts. I struggled against my bindings, but they only got tighter.

“Don’t struggle, baby. It makes it tighten. That’s why you’ll be a good girl, now, right?” I shook my head and then screamed out as he clamped the clothespin onto my tight nipple. It hurt like hell and then a moment later, it was only a tingle between my legs, like the kind that made me want his big cock shoved in me.

This is what he would do with the women? It wasn’t so bad. Then he stood at the foot of my bed and unbuckled his pants and took down his zipper. His cock was bigger than I remembered and I knew it was only because I felt a hundred times more vulnerable. “Get on your knees.”

I rolled over and got up on my knees, and he tugged my bindings forcing me to the edge of the bed in front of him. I looked up into his eyes and waited for instruction, wishing there was a trace of a smile on his gorgeous face. There had been once for me, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever see it again.

“Suck it.” He crossed his arms and stuck his hips out, and since my hands were tied, all I could do was lean over and take it with my mouth. I hesitated, thinking about all of those women. Jackie had said there was about twenty of them, and each one had had their turn licking and sucking his cock. He’d even fucked the bride, and been her prize.

He reached around and gripped my hair, which had been put up in a messy bun that had only gotten messier as the day went to hell. I expected him to jerk me around, but instead, he nudged me forward and stared through me. “You want what they got, right. So, suck my fucking cock, Tori. Get your taste.” I hesitated, and he shook his head. “It’s all yours now, so take it. Claim it and own it.”

I thought of what he was saying and realized most of what had bothered me wasn’t his whoring, but that they were getting something I’d wanted. He was mine, and I was going to take what was mine. I leaned forward, putting my mouth around his cock and not quite sure what to do about the rest of his length since I couldn’t stroke it. It would only go into my mouth so far. But then he smiled and stroked my cheek.

“Fuck, yeah. That’s a good girl, baby. Suck my cock and make it yours.” I worked his meaty, bulbous head and bobbed my head up and down, only taking to the back of my mouth out of the depths that proved troublesome before. But he still had hold of my hair, and he nudged me forward until I’d taken another good inch more.

My mouth was so full, and I was about to need a breath when he pushed his cock deeper, pulling my head closer and thrusting his hips slightly. I felt it pop into my throat and then he pinched my nose. I was totally helpless, and I struggled, moaning a muffled plea against his cock which popped in out of my throat and stroked my nasal passage. My face puffed up and I thought I might explode, but he pulled off, and I was left gasping for air. Before I could complain, he was back in my mouth, still holding my head and fucking my face. I was a mess of teary eyes and spit by the time he let up, and I was ready to collapse. Being tied was not comfortable, and my nipples were turning an angry red, but my pussy was tingly and now and then I’d feel an ache of desire wash through me. I was ripe and ready.

“Stand up and turn around. You’re going to take this fucking cock hard, like a dirty little slut.” I did as I was told and he pushed me face down on the bed and tugged at my bindings. A moment later I felt his cock press against me and then he sliced into me, with force and no care for my pleasure. He pumped hard and tears stained my cheeks.

“Don’t cry, Tori. You wanted to see what I gave those women; this is a taste of it all. I didn’t make love to them as I did to you, I wasn’t gentle. They paid to use me, and I was so down on my luck that I let them. You were different. Do you see that now?”

He had always been so gentle unless I’d begged but this was not the same way we usually made love. I remembered the one word he’d told me was magic when his cock was inside me. “Please,” I begged.

“Please what?” He sped up, and my first orgasm ripped through me making me lightheaded.

“Please, be easy. Please.” My legs were collapsing beneath me, and I slid down from all fours until my tummy was against the bed. I wanted my, sweet Ross. I needed him to make love to me.

“You’re going to get just what they get; they paid me thousands to make them beg and to make them come. I’m going to make you come so hard.”

My pleasure was so intense that I felt like giving in and lying there letting him pound and fill me, but I wasn’t going to give up so easily. He expected me to tap out and I wasn’t about to. My next orgasm was so intense that I screamed out and suddenly he reached down and pulled the clothespins off in one quick movement.

A blood-curdling scream belted from me as I came so hard I soaked his balls and all down my ass. He clapped his hand over my mouth and laughed.

“That’s right, baby. I’m going to give you all my come in a minute. Fill your little hole so full you hiccup.”

“Mm. Please.” I loved the feeling of those pins being ripped away, and I hoped we could play with that another time. “Untie me. I want to touch you.”

“No. You’re going to have to stay tied until you’ve learned your lesson.”

“I’m sorry, Ross. I should never have doubted you.” He slowed his pace and leaned over me.

“I only did what I had to do, and I’d like for you to forgive me and see the real me. If you can’t, then this is going to be the last time for us, and I think that would be a terrible shame.”

“I don’t want it to end, Ross. If you said you’ve quit, and you really mean it, I want to be with you.” The words rushed from my lips like a plea, and he stopped and picked me up and spun me around. His eyes were much softer than before.

He kissed me deeply and then lay me back against the bed as he nudged himself between my legs.

“I have quit. I promise it’s only you.” He worked himself slowly into me, being much more tender than before. “No one is as special to me as you aside from my daughter, and I truly mean that, Tori.” He lifted my legs up and placed them on his shoulders as he drove deep, stroking my most tender spot. He worked me through another soaking orgasm, and as I went limp from my exertion, he buried his cock and held it as he filled me up.

Chapter 27

Ross

 

I hoped I had made a breakthrough and my head was fucking pounding from all of the adrenaline. I still wanted to know who the fuck had told her and how there were pictures taken at the event. I’d get to the bottom of that, and I’d damned sure let Melanie know that someone in her circle of trust couldn’t keep their big mouth shut and follow the rules. Someone like that was a fly in the ointment and could cause someone more problems than they’d given me.

I wasn’t about to let Tori give up on me over that bullshit and if I had to remind her every single day that she was special, I would. I looked down into her eyes and closed the distance to kiss her.

My cock was already hardening again, even though I’d just busted a huge nut inside of her tight little snatch.

She was nearly spent, but she lifted her head and met my eyes. “Hold me.”

I backed away and sat on the bed and called her over into my lap. I untied her hands, and she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. Then she lay her head against me as I lifted her ass and nudged my cock inside her. She wiggled, taking it deeper and I ground up against her as we made out, kissing deeply. We stayed that way a while until she’d rested and then I scooped her up and put her on her back.

“Don’t stop.” She dug in her heels so that I never left her and I tilted her hips, grinding against her g spot. When I was done with her, I was going to leave her in a puddle of our come. I’d ground that last load nice and deep, but this one, I wanted it all over her.

“I’m not, baby. I’m never going to stop.”

“Please touch me.” She reached down and rubbed her little clit, and I could tell she was close.

“Do you have a vibrator?” Her cheeks flared, and she nodded. “Get it.” I pulled away, and she went into her bedside drawer and pulled out the small vibrator that she’d used to pleasure herself. I turned it on and lay it against her swollen bud, and she squealed and whimpered. I kept it on her even when she begged for me to pull it off.

“Please, I can’t take it anymore.”

“Let go, Tori, let it consume you. Don’t hold back that pleasure.”

She relaxed beneath me, and she cried out. I slammed my cock in deep and thrust hard and upward against her soft, spongy spot, and it splashed a little, so I jerked back, and she soaked my cock. Her juices gushed, shooting from her pussy like a little fountain. I loved getting soaked and thrust hard again, letting her spring up like a well around me.

“I’m making a mess.” Her eyes were wide, and she collapsed beneath me.

“It’s so fucking hot, baby. Just let it come for me.” I kept fucking her through it all until finally, she was down to a trickle, then I pounded faster into her wet hole until my own release when I jerked out and shot my come all over her perky little tits. I loved coming inside of her, but she needed to be marked. She was mine now and forever if I had any say.

She was barely moving, moaning and whimpering completely spent. I was spent too, and I knew I’d have to clean her up and change the sheets and remake her bed. But first I’d attend to her needs.

I eased down between her legs and noticed how swollen her little pussy was. She was still getting used to my cock and each time I ripped her a little more. I nuzzled closer and lapped at her pussy, causing her to stir. She moved her hips upward, and I dipped my tongue deep into her channel as I held the vibrator on her clit. She had to be numb to it by then, but I was hoping for a hot taste of her. I pushed two fingers deep into her, careful not to brush against the torn places as I spread them to open her for my tongue. She whimpered and her walls clenched around my fingers. There was a hot little trickle, and I lapped it up, her purring the entire time.

Half an hour later, we were both a mess, so I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, placing her on the toilet, while I adjusted the shower. Then I held her against me, and she held on with tired limbs. “I’ve never been this way before. It wasn’t ever this way the other times.”

“That’s because I’d only given you a taste.”

I’m euphoric.”

“Yeah, well, now you know what those ladies were paying for.” She closed her eyes as I washed her, taking special care of her little slit and breasts. I held her, washing and soothing her and then I shut off the water and carried her back to the bed.

“I’m so tired, Ross.” Her voice was so soft, and I lay behind her tucking her in tight against me.

“Get some sleep, baby. I’m going to stay here with you.” The hours had gone by faster than expected and it was already after dark. Mia had picked Katie up from school, but I left her a text to check in and that I’d started my date earlier than expected.

I planned to hold her through the night and would have if it had not been for Katie.

My phone rang hours later, and I rolled over to check it only to see it was after midnight and Mia’s smiling face as I answered. But her mood didn’t fit the contact picture.

“What’s wrong?” I could hear crying in the background, and I jumped out of bed and started dressing before she could even explain.

“I need you to come home. Katie’s cut her foot, and it’s pretty bad.” I nudged Tori, and she sat up.

“What’s wrong?” She grabbed my arm and stood from the bed.

I held the phone away. “It’s Mia, Katie’s cut her foot somehow.” I talked back into the phone. “I’m on the way. What happened.”

Tori went to the closet, and I looked around to find her dressing.

Mia took a deep breath. “She got up to get some water and bumped the vase in the hall. It shattered, and she panicked and stepped on a piece of broken glass. It’s not gushing, but it’s pretty deep.”

Tori grabbed her bag and keys and followed me out to the car.

“I’m in the car. Tell her I’ll be right there.” I hung up the phone.

“You don’t have to come. I know you’re exhausted.”

“No, I want to see her. I mean, if you want me there.” She looked at the key that I’d put in the ignition, but hadn’t started.

“I want you to.” I started the car and headed across town to my house where almost every light was on in the house.

I pulled up and parked, rushing in to check on her. I shoved my keys into my pocket, knowing I might need them again soon. “Mia!” I hollered.

“We’re upstairs.”

I went upstairs to find Katie, still tear-stained and sniffling, laughing at Mia’s boyfriend Brady who was acting out a show for her with her stuffed animals. I wasn’t happy to see the kid at my house so late, but I would let it slide since he was working his ass off to make Katie laugh.

“I think it needs stitches, but I’m not sure,” said Mia holding up Katie’s leg so I could see her foot.

The cut went across the bottom of her foot, just on the middle side of her heel and it was laid open.

“Oh yeah, that vase got you good, baby. I’m afraid that—

“Ms. Bloom!”

Tori walked around the corner from the top of the stairs and glanced at Mia who turned her head and rolled her eyes.

“Hey, Katie. I heard you hurt yourself, sweetie. Are you okay?”

“I was just saying that she’s going to need stitches. I’ll take her down to emergency and get her patched up.” Brady gave her the stuffed animals, and she hugged them tight as I picked her up.

“Here, Brady. Would you and Mia tuck them in? They won’t like emergencies.” Katie passed the animals back to the guy, and he gave her a high five.

Mia gave her a kiss. “You’ll be all patched up in no time, kid, and I’ll take you for ice cream next week.”

Katie rested her little head against me, and I brushed my fingers through her soft hair as I carried her down the stairs. She looked up at me with her big green eyes full of tears. “Is it going to hurt, Daddy?”

“No more than it already does, sweetheart. They’ll patch you up and give you something, so it won’t hurt anymore.”

“Can my teacher come?”

“Of course, she can. She’s my new friend.” I wanted to take time explaining things, and Katie hadn’t known where I’d been. In her mind, the teacher showed up because she heard she was hurt, and nothing more. That’s the way I’d leave it.

“She’s a nice friend.” I turned to see Tori who was standing behind me with a smile.

We drove Katie down to the emergency room, and she was a brave little girl. She even watched the entire process, from numbing to stitching and she didn’t even cry. It was late by the time we got back to the house, and Mia and Brady were both asleep on the couch, curled up against one another. I carried Katie up to bed as Tori lingered around in the hall.

I placed her down in the covers and tucked her in and then I turned down her lamp and kissed her forehead. I took a moment to just look at her and thought about how I needed to spend more time with her. It was nice having Tori around, and for the first time in forever, it felt like my family was complete.

I got up from my knees at my daughter’s bedside and went out to join Tori in the hall. “Sorry about the eventful night.”

“It has been quite a day.” I put my arm around her waist and kissed her, but she turned her head away. “I should go. I don’t want to give Katie strange ideas. She’s liable to get her hopes up, and that wouldn’t be fair.”

“I think she’s had her hopes up since the carnival. Did she tell you she married the fish?”

She winced. “Sorry. I guess since we’re being honest, I should confess to you that I went there that night hoping you’d notice me.”

“I had a feeling.” I shrugged. “It was a bit of a coincidence.”

She pulled her arms tight around her front. “I think I might have gotten more than I bargained for.”

“I’d like you to stay.” I drew her close and rubbed her arms.

She shook her head and looked toward Katie’s room. “What about Katie? I just think we should take it slower. I mean, considering.”

“You didn’t want me to take it slow earlier tonight, as a matter of fact, I think you wanted quite the opposite.” I let loose a chuckle, but she returned a half-hearted smile.

I took her hand, and though she tried to protest, I pulled her down the hall to my room and shut the door behind us.

Chapter 28

Tori

 

Ross had insisted that I stay and I didn’t have the heart to tell him that I was having second thoughts about us. I didn’t think it was a good idea for us to spend all night together and especially with Katie in the next room. She was so impressionable, and I feared that if it didn’t work out, what would she think. It could also cause problems in the classroom. I had really put myself in a position I’d never expected.

The entire time we’d been at the hospital with Katie, I couldn’t take my mind off of the fact that Ross had been with all of those women. Every nurse that approached and gave him a flirting glance, every time I caught him smiling back, I had to wonder what had gone on between them.

I woke up early and hoped to sneak out of the house before he could protest, but Mia stopped me as she walked out of the kitchen.

“Doing your walk of shame early?” She shook her head, and I continued to step around her to the door, only to have her step in my way. “Come on, don’t you have any good comebacks?”

“I don’t have time to fight with you, Mia. I need to get home.”

She placed a hand on her hip and looked me up and down. “You look like a woman who’s running away. My question is, what are you running from? He’s the hottest man I’ve ever seen, and he’s crazy for you.” She sipped her coffee and didn’t budge.

“You don’t have to tell me about him, I know. And your telling Kevin didn’t have the effect you wanted.”

“If things are so rosy then why are you leaving? And don’t say, Katie. You didn’t mind leading her on at her birthday party and from what I hear you spent a night at the carnival mooning over him.”

“It was something else, and it’s none of your business, and as for the birthday, I was invited. The carnival, well, that was a mistake.” I stepped closer, challenging her to move out of my way, and she shook her head and stepped aside.

“If you hurt Katie’s feelings I’ll make your life hell. Remember that, Tori Bloom.” The way she said my name sent chills down my spine and the last thing I needed was more drama from the babysitter.

I shut the door and hurried to Jackie’s car and opened the door. I slid into the seat, and she gave me a smug look. Her hair was sticking up, and she still had pillow marks on her face and bags under her eyes. I felt horrible for waking her up, but it wasn’t the first time we’d had to come to each other’s rescue, and she owed me.

She held up a finger, and I knew that was how most of her lectures started.

I shook my head and slumped down in my seat. “Don’t you start. I just had a lecture from the eighteen-year-old babysitter.”

She let loose a half-hearted chuckle. “I bet she made sense. Probably more sense than why you’re at this guy’s house.” I hadn’t explained anything but that I was stranded at his house and in need of a ride home.

“It’s complicated.” I met her eyes directly hoping she’d understand I didn’t want to talk about it.

“What’s so complicated. He’s a boy toy, a man whore—

“I’m in love with him.” I covered my face with my hands and held my breath waiting for her to blow up.

“Wow. You’re so screwed. I’ve heard it’s horrible to fall in love with that type.” Jackie sipped her coffee that was in a mug from home, and somehow, she didn’t spill a drop.

“Why are you friends with your sleazy friend then? You know, the one who told you all about the party and how she sucked his cock. It’s not like you’re going to stop being her friend over her habits. And I don’t judge you for it.”

“I’m not fucking her or in a relationship with her. She’ll never break my heart.” She put her mug down into the cup holder where it sat at an angle. “Besides, if you are so in love, why not stick around.

“I’m scared, okay! I saw him with his daughter, and we were with her last night at the emergency room, and I don’t know, it just seemed like that family I always wanted to be a part of. But then, on the other hand, I’m terrified that if it doesn’t work out, I’ll be twice as heartbroken from losing them both.”

She gave me a sympathetic look and then sighed. “Is she okay?”

“She’s fine. She cut her foot on a broken vase, and the babysitter called Ross home. I went along because I was so worried. She’s one of my kids.” I spent so much time with those children every day that it was hard not to get attached.

“I know. You’ve got a big heart, Tori. I only hope it doesn't get broken. You should take some time and think about things. I’m here if you need me and I’ll try to keep an open mind.”

We were quiet for the rest of the drive, and she let me out at my house and waited for me to go inside before driving away.

I had so much to think about, and I wasn’t sure how I was going to be able to cope if I lost him, but then part of me wasn’t sure I could handle the burning image of him and those other women for the rest of my life.

I expected to hear from Ross fairly early, but he’d waited until nearly ten o’clock to call and when he did it was to warn me that he was on his way over.

I hurried and picked up around the house, though he’d seen it messy the night before. Then I went to put on a pot of coffee. I didn’t know if we would need it, but I knew we had a lot to talk about.

A few minutes later he arrived, and I greeted him at the door. He was freshly shaven and looked even younger for his age than before. His salt and pepper hair was mussed, and he smelled like fresh aftershave. I wanted to fall into his arms and tell him I loved him, but I didn’t want to scare him away. As much as he wanted to be with me, I was certain he wasn’t in that phase of our relationship. I’d never said to anyone before, not even Kevin, and I’d always known when I did, they would say it back, and it would mean forever. I couldn’t squander that moment.

“Why did you leave?” His expression was clouded with worry and wonder, and I took his hand to comfort him. He pulled me close.

“I needed to think. It’s one thing to have all of these feelings with you inside me, and another to think it all out when you’re not around.”

“And you’ve come to a conclusion?” His hands were warm on my back, and an ache grew between my legs. I led him to the couch by the hand and sat beside him.

“When we were together, I wanted to claim you, to take you back from those other women. But if I truly had you, I wouldn’t feel like I had to.”

“You do have me, Tori. All of me. Body, mind, and soul—it’s yours. I thought I made that clear.” He eased forward on the couch, closer to me.

“You can’t use sex to solve every problem, Ross.” I looked into his eyes and my own filled with tears. He drew lazy circles on my waist, but it wasn’t enough to distract me from what was playing out in my head. “I’ll never be able to get that image out of my head; you and those women. It’s all I can think about.”

He brought his hands up to cup my face and dragged his thumb across my lips. “I’m sure you’ve had a cock or two in this pretty mouth. And what would you think if I held that against you?”

“It’s not the same thing.” Was it? I thought of all the times I’d been with Kevin and performed oral, and the few times I had with boys in college and that one time in high school. It really wasn’t any different. Those acts didn’t make me a bad person, and at least Ross was only doing it to provide for his daughter. I couldn’t begrudge him that.

“Yes, they are exactly the same thing. They are our pasts, Tori and if we can’t leave them there, then we don’t have a future.” He searched my eyes, and I wanted so badly to tell him how I felt, that even if I couldn’t forget what he’d done, I understood why he’d done it.

He cupped my face and met my eyes. “It was just a job, Tori.”

“It’s intimidating that you’ve had all of this experience. Besides, what sets me apart from them?”

He narrowed his eyes, but let out a sound of frustration. “You’re good, for one. For two, I’m falling in love with you.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and instead of telling him how I felt I blurted out, “Really?”

He chuckled. “Yes, silly girl. I love you.”

He said it with such conviction that I knew in my heart he meant it. “I love you, Ross.” He pulled me to his lips and then pulled me over into his lap. I loved being held by him and the feeling of his hard cock pressing into my thigh. He was hard for me.

I reached down and rubbed my hand against him, and he sucked in a breath and whispered close to my ear, “I’ve had that waiting for you. I was so disappointed when I woke up, and you were gone.”

“I’m sorry. I’m here now.” I met his eyes, and he ran his hand up my thigh and slipped his hand into my shorts. He fingered the elastic of my panties and worked his way beneath them, and then he spread my lips and pushed a finger into my slick channel. I rolled my hips, and while his finger was working all the right spots, I wanted beneath him. I wanted his hard cock fucking me deep.

After a moment, I pulled away and slipped down between his legs and undid his pants as I looked up into his eyes. I sprang his erection and wasted no time putting it in my mouth. I worked him, nice and slow. My tongue dragging along the veiny shaft and down along his base. I circled my tongue around his heavy sac and pulled his nut into my mouth, tightening my lip on it before doing the other. Then I trailed back to the head and took him into my mouth. I worked him for a few minutes while he pulled my hair back and held it behind me, then, once I went deep, he held me there a moment until I moaned, vibrating his cock.

He threw his head back and moaned. “Fuck, Tori. I need to be inside you.” I pulled off his cock and stood, and then I straddled him where he sat, and he stood his cock up, holding his wide base so I could center myself on it. I inched myself down, letting him spread me wide and deep, and I winced as I hit the base, but then ground myself against him.

He held onto me and bounced me on his lap, his hips working steadily as his cock rubbed my spot. His cock was always so hard, and he delivered perfect pressure wherever he aimed. I grabbed hold of him and held his face to my cleavage as I came apart around him, and he turned his head and pulled my nipple into his mouth where he sucked me hard. The tingle there spread, sending a burst of pleasure to my throbbing clit and my building release came. I threw my head back, and he lifted me up and turned us over, my back falling on the couch and then he parted my legs and held my thighs as he fucked me so hard my toes curled. I came again, and this time the pressure in me had built, and my pussy was not only throbbing, but my channel was growing tighter and tighter. That aching pinch was back, and I whimpered as the pleasure built so much, that I cried out, “Please. Please.”

“Please what, baby?” He ground against that spot, and I could tell by his deliberate thrusts that he knew damned well what he was doing.

“Please, make me come. Please, I’m so close.” I knew that dam would break and after another stroke or two, he pulled his cock free, and I came hard. My eyes rolled back in my head as I came, my swollen pussy splashing all over his cock. This was what those ladies paid for, but now I’d have it anytime I wanted for free.

He smiled down at me and shoved his cock deep. “That’s my girl.” And I was. I was his girl.

“I love you.” I let the words fade with a moan and the certainty in my heart that he’d say it back, and mean it now and forever.

Epilogue

Ross

 

Katie was growing up so fast, and now that she was about to move from Tori’s class into the second grade, I had to face the facts that sleepovers were a part of growing up for girls.

“She’ll be fine, Daddy.” Tori found me standing at the front window and rubbed my shoulders as I brought my arms around her.

“I know, but she’s growing up too fast. I feel like I’ve missed so much, especially over the past year with the job hunt and all.” I didn’t need to remind her of the type of temporary work I’d done, even though now she’d seemed to accept it. We’d done a little experimentation of our own and learned just what kind of kink we liked best.

Aside from that, we’d also become more of a family than ever. Tori and I had let Katie adjust to the idea of us dating, and we’d been going on more outings together.

“She’s making friends, and that’s a healthy thing. She’s actually quite a popular little girl in school, and just wait until she starts dating.”

“Dating?” I thought of all the little boys in her class and narrowed my eyes. “Does she have a boyfriend?”

Tori giggled. “No, the boys at this age think girls stink. You probably remember that phase.”

“Oh, no. I always liked the ladies. I was a hopeless flirt even at seven.” I hoped that there wasn’t a boy like me in her class as I thought back to the day of playing kissing chase. “They don’t play kissing chase?”

She pulled her lips in tight and I her eyes widened which told me that I didn’t want to know the answer. “Katie’s not into that. You have nothing to worry about.” She kissed me and nipped at my lip. “All you need to think about is where you’re taking me. Is it a faraway place?”

“Stop trying to get me to tell you.” I gave her a peck on the nose.

She scrunched her face. “You’re no fun.”

“We’ll see. I bet after tonight you won’t say that.” She’d tried to get me to tell her where I would take her on our special all-night outing.

“Oh, careful or you’ll give me expectations.”

“I hope you already have some.” We shared a laugh, and I kissed her and lifted her up against me. “Is she packed?”

“She’s packed and getting dressed. She should be down soon.” She had no sooner kissed me than Katie’s footsteps sounded on the stairs.

“I’m all ready to go.” Katie was dressed in her favorite jeans and a shirt with a rock n’ roll unicorn who was wearing sunglasses, spandex, and playing guitar. “Are you sure I shouldn’t come with you, Daddy?” She looked up, keeping her lips pulled in tight as if she knew she shouldn’t say more.

“Nope, you should go have a good time with your friends.” I’d talked to her a little about mine and Tori’s relationship and how she felt about it. I knew she loved Tori, but I needed her to understand that things were getting serious.

“Okay.” She rolled her eyes and Tori covered her mouth to hide her smile. “Can we go, then. I don’t want to be late.”

“Neither do we. Did you get your gift we wrapped?”

“Yes, Daddy. I let Tori tie the bow. She’s better at it than me.”

“I’m sure once you’re a bit older and have more practice, you’ll tie them better than me.” Tori always encouraged Katie and let her know that she could do anything she put her mind to.

Tori grabbed her bag, and I took Katie’s and the gift as we headed out to the car. We dropped her off, and I drove out toward the place I’d rented for the two of us.

“Where are you taking me?” She was as bad as Katie when it came to surprises. My daughter had never liked them, and it seemed that she didn’t either.

“I’m taking you to the middle of nowhere where no one will hear your screams of pleasure.” I gave a wicked laugh, and she faked a scream that was barely above her normal tone.

I rounded the corner, and the cabin was straight ahead. “It’s beautiful,” she said leaning forward in her seat as if to get a better look. “Do we really get to stay here?”

“All night. I wish it were longer, but until I can convince Mia to take her for a week, it’s the best I’ve got.”

“You’re the best!” She leaned in and kissed me, and I pulled the car to a stop.

“You can show your appreciation once we get inside. I’d like you to be naked the entire time we’re here.” I placed my hand on her thigh and rubbed my way up between her legs. “When we go in, I want you to take your clothes off.”

“Right away?” She smiled wide, flashing her perfect teeth.

“Immediately, if possible.” She looked around and slipped off her top, revealing a red lacy bra that was my favorite.

“How’s that for a head start?”

“Very nice.” I reached up and cupped her breast and used my thumb to pull it down just enough to reveal her tight, pink nipple, which I pulled into my mouth. I pulled away and found her smiling, her lips parted seductively as she bit her lips. “Let’s go inside.”

We got out of the car, and I took Tori’s bag and then unlocked the door.

The small cedar cabin had everything we’d need for a night away from home, and I’d told Tori to pack us both what we’d need. I walked around the cabin checking the rooms and turning up the air conditioning, and when I turned around to see what she thought, she stood there completely naked, the red bra and her other clothes at her feet.

“You said you wanted me naked.”

“You’re such a good girl, baby, giving me just what I want.” I opened the bedroom door and motioned her over. She stopped beside me as I gestured toward the bed. “What do you think?”

She walked in and jumped on the big four post bed that faced the view of the lake through the back wall, which was nothing but one long window.

“I think we’re going to make the fishermen blush,” she said with a giggle.

“Would you like that? Knowing that someone might see?” I know I liked the idea a lot, but given everything we’d explored, I knew she wasn’t ready for that kind of kink just yet.

“I don’t know; it makes it naughty thinking they might be out there in the woods or on the lake, peeking in to see me riding your cock. They’ll be so turned on; I wonder what they’d do.” I loved the places her mind went, and I was ready to explore any scenario she wanted, aside from letting anyone else have her. Watching was one thing, but she was mine.

“It is a naughty thought. I don’t mind their eyes on you, and I hoped they’d be jealous of me getting to fuck you.”

“Speaking of taste, I’d like one.” She curled her finger, and I crossed the room and lowered myself beside her, and she took my cock I into her grip and massaged my heavy sac. I had saved up a nice heavy load for the occasion, and I couldn’t wait to give it to her.

She took me into her mouth just as a splash of pre-come coated her tongue, and she moaned in appreciation at the taste. She met my eyes as she swallowed it down. “You said you wanted a taste. Who am I not to oblige.” She giggled with her mouthful and then took me into her throat.

She worked me to the edge a few times, and I’d held off determined to give her the pleasure she deserved first, so I pulled her up against me and kissed her mouth, tasting my own salty flavor.

I rubbed her bare little mound and slipped a finger inside her. “You’re already so fucking wet for me. Tell me, was it the thought of others watching?” She nodded, and I knew that I’d have to arrange something special for her another time.

“I can make that happen if you want.” She grinned and lifted her hips, grinding her pussy toward my hand.

“I want you inside of me.” She grabbed my cock and stroked it, and in our year together she’d learned just how rough she could be.

“Take what you want, Tori.” I held my arms out offering myself to her. “Take it all.”

She sat up, straddling my hips and I tugged her closer, gripping her ass to nudge her forward toward my mouth. She held her lips spread, rubbing her clit as she straddled my face and my tongue fucked her tight hole. Then she thrust her hips and rode my tongue a minute before easing her way back down my body until she was straddled across my hips with my cock brushing against her soft, wet folds.

“Take it, Tori. She centered my cock, and in another moment, she slammed herself down on my cock so hard that it took the breath from me. I liked that during the time she’d gotten used to me, and now, though she was still pretty tight, she was comfortable.

Her tits bounced as she rode me and I reached up to pinch her nipples which she had always loved. We’d even invested in a set of clamps and a few other toys, her favorite being the vibrating anal plug. I’d trained her ass for some time hoping to prepare it to take my cock and just thinking about it had me craving it. Suddenly, she met my eyes and then rolled her head back. Her pussy quivered and milked me, and though I knew I was close, she had something else I wanted.

I hadn’t planned to do things so spontaneously, but the way she looked at me like there was nothing else in the entire world but the two of us, had me blurting it out. “Marry me.” I bit my tongue hoping that I hadn’t ruined some perfect fantasy or expectation of that moment. But then her eyes filled with tears and she leaned forward, while still sitting on my cock and looked into my eyes.

“Yes, forever yes!” She stroked my cock, clenching her walls around me, as we kissed and then I rolled her over and thrust deeper. When I came, filling her nice and deep, my phone rang.

“Fuck.” I pulled away and went across the room to get my phone from the bag she’d left on the floor. “Hello?” It was Katie.

“Daddy, I don’t feel good.”

“Baby, are you sure. We’ve just got here to the cabin.” I’d told her all about us going to a special cabin and how, if it was okay with her, I’d ask Tori to be her new mommy. She was excited by the deal and had been sworn to secrecy all morning.

“Did you ask her yet?” she whispered.

“Yes, I did ask her, and she said yes.” I glanced to Tori who stared up at me from the bed and reached out her hand. I sat beside her and rubbed her shoulder as she leaned in close to my thigh.

“She’s going to be my mommy?” She suddenly didn’t sound as sick as she had before.

“Yes, she is.” She squealed with delight and then she started telling the others there with her that Ms. Bloom was her new mommy. I heard a few of the kids cheering and laughing along with her.

“Katie, do you need me to come and pick you up or are you feeling better now?” I had a feeling her curiosity was getting the best of her.

“Sorry, Daddy. I just wanted to know if it was okay if I shared my secret.” I pulled my lips in tight to keep from laughing, and Tori narrowed her eyes.

“Be a good girl, and we’ll see you tomorrow after the party. But call if you really need us.” We said our goodbyes, and as she hung up, she was telling them all about her big news.

“Let me guess; she was faking?”

“She was eager to know if you’d be her new mommy. She’s excited. I’m a very lucky man.”

She put her hand over her heart and then drew my hand up to her lips with the other. “I’m the luckiest. While you each get me, I get you both, and I’ve always wanted a family of my own.” She closed her eyes and kissed my hand. As I leaned down to take her into my arms, I knew my family was once again complete.

The End.

Turn the page for a bonus kinky sex scene.

Bonus Kinky Sex Scene

Tori

 

Ross and I had been seeing each other steady for some time, and I was learning that his time working with his friend Melanie had given him a few cravings that I enjoyed exploring too.

“Where are you taking me?” He had blindfolded me before he’d put me in his car, and while I was excited, I was also a bit nervous.

“If I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise.” He reached over and placed his hand on mine, which were cuffed in front of me, and though his touch soothed me, I was still vulnerable. His experience was much more than mine, and while I trusted him with all of my heart and soul, I knew there were a few things he was into that I might not be able to bear. And even though I’d agreed to give some a try, I wasn’t sure I could go through with some out of sheer embarrassment.

We drove a long time, and then finally the car came to a stop, and he got out and came around to help me. He put his hand on the small of my back and led me into a room which smelled of strong aftershave.

I turned into him, trying to seek protection, but he lifted my chin and kissed me. “I’m right here, baby. I’m going to introduce you to our guests soon enough, and I promise I’ll never leave your side or take my hands off of you. Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” I knew we’d talked about doing a few things, like sex in public and perhaps with another couple present, but I wasn’t sure what this was about. My pulse raced ninety to nothing, and though I was nervous, my panties were wet with anticipation of what was to come.

“Sit here, baby.” He guided me down on what seemed like a soft cushion.

“Gentleman, could you please say hello and give her an idea of her audience.” Audience? Suddenly my heart was beating faster, and my cheeks burned with a blush as the men cleared their throats and gave a little cough, not one speaking an actual word.

I remembered he’d told me that his friend Melanie had performed for a group of voyeurs and how they would look but not touch anything or anyone but themselves.

“I’m going to leave the blindfold on at first, do you understand?”

“Yes–

“No names, baby. Address me as Sir.” I hoped like hell I’d be able to remember that and nodded.

“Yes, sir.”

“Very good.”

“State your age for the men, baby.” I realized that these perverts would probably get off to that information alone.

“I’m twenty-three.” I’d just had a birthday, but I didn’t think he would want me to be that specific.

There was a rumble through around me as the men moaned and made sounds of appreciation. I heard a few zippers and the rustling of clothes, and then I panicked as Ross’ hand left me.

Luckily it was only for a moment, but when I felt them again, he put his hand on my arm and lay me back. I thought of all the men in the room and wondered if he’d allow them to touch me. He’d had me wear a pair of jeans and a tank top without a bra, and soon enough I knew why. My jeans came off. First, his hands tugging them down and a few sounds of approval sounded from the men. My cheeks burned, and I couldn’t help but imagine them with their hands all over me, probing my most private places while they pleasured themselves.

“Now, I’m going to remove the shirt, so don’t be afraid.” I didn’t know what he meant until I felt his hands gripping my shirt and heard the straps breaking. He tugged the shirt down to my waist and soon it was gone too exposing my small breasts and pink nipples.

“Nice, aren’t they?” Ross asked, and the sounds of approval were a tad more strained now. I could hear the sound of slapping flesh and breathing so strangled that I wondered if someone had asthma.

Ross’ hands left me again, and I didn’t like it when he did that. “Please don’t take your hands away.”

“Sh. Be a good girl. You wouldn’t want me to have to find something around here to keep your little mouth occupied, now would you?”

“No, sir.” My eyes widened though none of them could see, but as my mouth popped open, and a few of them softly chuckled.

“Pick your legs up and spread them. I’m going to undress.” He would be naked too? I became more and more anxious at what he had planned. He cleared his throat, and I realized that I hadn’t done as he said.

I lifted my legs and spread them wide showing all I had to the entire room.

“That’s a good girl. You need to do everything I tell you, or else these men are going to take turns spanking you.” For some reason, I didn’t mind the idea of that and wouldn’t mind their hands on me as Ross fucked me.

“Yes, sir.”

“Isn’t she agreeable,” Ross said getting a few more laughs from the crowd.

His hand was suddenly on my pussy, and I nearly jumped off the bed, my legs falling until they hit him. I realized he caught them both and then he placed them on his shoulders. In another moment, he had hold of my hips and pulled me forward. “I’m going to fuck you now while these nice gentlemen watch us. Are you good with that?” I knew I had no option and though it was embarrassing in a way, it was also fun. I felt like I was performing an act on stage and in a way, I was. The sounds of slapping skin sounds grew, and I knew the men were all stroking as Ross nudged his cock inside me. I winced and moaned like a total slut, and he rubbed my tits, leaning over to take one into his mouth. I remained handcuffed and blindfolded as he sped up his pace.

“That’s right, moan like a little slut for them. They’re watching you. Seeing your little slick, hairless pussy getting used. I should let them all have a turn in you.”

“Please, no.” I didn’t think he’d really do that. He’d always told me that he’d never let anyone else have me. But perhaps I’d failed to know the specifics of his declaration.

“No? I think that’s my choice isn’t it, baby? Not yours, not now that you belong to me.”

He leaned in close. “It’s okay to like it. It’s okay to want it. Trust me, and tell me you do, baby. Tell me the idea of all of these men around you, makes you fucking wet for them.”

“It’s different.” I cried out.

“Tell me.” I didn’t want to hurt him, but it did turn me on, and not that I wanted them too.

“It’s not like you think. I want them to want me, to crave what they can’t have.” He made a moaning sound at that and steady stroked me.

“That’s the idea, baby. They all know they can’t have you and that’s what makes it hot for them too. But you know, I think you feel like being generous.”

I did. I wanted them to touch me, for their hands to be on me while Ross alone fucked me. I wanted them so close, gathered around so I could feel them near.

“A little.” I was too scared to admit it.

“Tell me.” His tone was demanding, and my heart beat faster as I prepared to explain.

“I want to feel their hands on me while you make me come.”

“That’s very generous. I told you, gentlemen, she was a special girl. Come and make her feel good.” There were more sounds of approval and then hands lightly touched me, fingertips. They rubbed arms first and then my breasts and nipples, at least four hands there. I knew the stroking hadn’t stopped, so for each hand, there was a new person. Then a hand stroked my tummy and drew soft circles around my naval and trailed down to my pussy where he rubbed my bare mound.

“She looks much younger, doesn’t she?” Ross said as I was lost in a sea of touch. There were at least ten men in the room besides Ross, and they were stroking my face and my lips and even my hair. It felt amazing, and after a moment, I was totally relaxed with Ross’s cock working me as the hands caressed me, but then he said something that caught my attention.

“Sure, you can rub it on her cheek.” Suddenly, there was a blunt, warm head stroking my cheek and it was so close to my mouth and nose that I could not only smell his come, but I could easily turn my head and pull him into my lips.

It was so tempting, but I wasn’t sure what Ross would think. Instead, I turned my head and let him rub my mouth. “Go ahead baby; I know you want to.” I did too, and so I opened my mouth and took the stranger’s cock as he stroked it. I worked it greedily and got a little rough considering it wasn’t nearly as big as I was used to.

After a moment of thinking how filthy I was, I came, clenching Ross’ cock. “That’s a good girl, come all over it. I love you so much, baby. Isn’t she a good girl?” The other sounded out their approval, and soon that cock pulled out, and I felt a hot splash of come hit my chest.

Then I heard shuffling, and another stepped up as Ross instructed and I tasted him too. One by one they came to me as Ross gave me orgasm after orgasm, but he never let them take me. Between cocks, I asked if I could see, and after clearing it with the men, Ross took off my blindfold, and I could see the variety of men who’d I’d been servicing. There were only fifteen men, including Ross, and each was truly handsome in their own way, their cocks each one so different, and yet so satisfying. They rubbed me, some still stroking their cocks and watching how Ross was fucking me. I was in heaven. But nothing compared to when Ross leaned down and kissed me as he came deep inside me.

“You’re so fucking perfect, Tori. We’re going to have so much fun together.” I closed my eyes and smiled thinking of everything we’d have together. All of the things he’d learned during his days working for his friend had truly been to my benefit after all.

I closed my eyes and savored every minute.

 

The end.