“Okay, boys… come and look here a minute, see how I’m holding it?” I said and showed Ben and Alex the angle I was holding the saw at against the plank of wood. They nodded and watched with close attention.

“Can you guess why I do it this way, and not some other way?” I said.

“So you don’t cut your fingers!” Ben yelled.

“Exactly. If I do it this way, when the piece falls off, it falls away from me, and not towards me. See? Isn’t that clever?”

They were both on their haunches, paying close attention to this part of the treehouse making process. I was astounded how such young children could stay so focused on a task for so long. They had a bajillion questions. How many types of wood were there? Could we put a pool in the tree house? What’s a buttress? Which screwdriver is the star one?

Also to my surprise, I didn’t tire of teaching them, finding that even the most mundane things like sawing a plank or hammering it to another plank, suddenly became interesting again. They ate up every word and begged me to have a go with the saw after I made them promise they’d be careful.

“What else can you build, Dave? A car?”

I laughed.

“Yeah, maybe. A simple one.”

“Really? Wow. What about a plane?” Alex said.

“Boys,” I said, “you can build whatever you like. You just need to get the right tools, the right materials, and you need to know what goes where. That’s all there is to it.” I stood back to admire the frame we’d constructed together that afternoon. They seemed so pleased with themselves.

“No grown ups will be allowed inside though, I’m afraid,” Alex said.

“No?”

“Nope. Kids only.”

“That’s cool,” I said. “Do you have some friends at school who’d like to come over and play?”

They exchanged looks.

“We should invite Ali,” Ben said, more to his brother than to me.

“Ali?”

Alex sighed and stepped in to explain.

“Ali gets picked on at school a lot. But we’re gonna be his friend,” he said matter-of-factly.

“I see…” I said slowly.

‘Just because someone is different from you, doesn’t mean they can’t be your friend,” Ben said and twiddled some nails in his small fingers.

“Oh yeah? Who told you that, your mom?” I said.

“No. She doesn’t have to, we knew it already,” Ben said.

I gave both of them a strange look but they paid me no attention, so I smiled and carried on with the work at hand.

“Hey David, I’m gonna get a tattoo like you,” Ben said.

“What? No way, buddy. Your mom will kill you.”

“But I can when I’m older. I want a fish just like yours.”

“Aw, come on. Why would you want to look like me?”

“Cause it’s cool,” they said, giggling.

“Well, tell your mom and see how cool she thinks it is,” I said.

“Nah, mom’s boring,” Alex said. “She’s always too tired to do anything fun with us ever.”

“Hey, now that’s not true! Your mom’s the coolest person I know.”

“Really?”

“Oh yeah, she’s the best,” I said, and on cue she walked out of the house with a tray and three tall, orange colored drinks balanced on it. Where it not for the fact that I was thinking of throwing her sweet ass over the kitchen counter and fucking her senseless right now, this would be the perfect scene from out a 50s sitcom.

“In fact, if you ask your mom nicely, I’m sure she’ll let us have a fire out here tonight to celebrate your new tree house.” The kids’ eyes went wide and they raced over to her to talk over one another. They ran circles around her as she walked over and placed the tray down, then gave me a cute look.

“A bonfire, huh, David?” she said, eyeing me up and down. I knew that look anywhere. I knew what she wanted, and I knew exactly how to give it to her. But there was no need to rush.

I nodded and set the hammer aside, secretly gesturing to her to say yes.

“Okay,” she said with hesitation. “Sure, we can have a bonfire, why not.”

The kids squealed and bounded off after each other, entertaining themselves with the scrap wood.

I took a slow, easy step towards her. We made a point of not making out in front of the kids, but there were certainly no rules against eye-fucking.

“Hey, gorgeous. I bought you something special this morning. I’ve left it upstairs in your room,” I whispered to her, and she blushed hard.

“Another one?

“This one’s really sexy though.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” I said, then lowered my voice even further. “I want to fuck you while you’re wearing it.”

Her face flashed a deep shade of red as she struggled to hide her smile.

“David, I’m running out of space to put all this slutty lingerie you buy me,” she said and took an innocent sip of her drink.

“Yeah? Well, you’ll be glad to know it’s not just lingerie this time.”

She shot me a concerned look.

“What is it?” she said.

“Oh… think of it more like a gift for me…”

God she had such a naughty face sometimes. I could see the cogs turning behind her eyes.

“Is it a…?” she said.

“Oh yes. A big one,” I said.

“What? No way. You’re just teasing me.”

“Nope. I wasn’t playing around the last time I suggested it.”

“You went and bought a huge dildo? Really? I don’t believe you.”

“You soon will,” I said and gave her a cheeky smile. She couldn’t suppress a laugh. I leant in super close, close enough to hear her breath, and watched as she watched the kids playing off in the distance.

“I want to see you fuck yourself with it. You know how I love watching you come,” I murmured.

I loved that moment of tension between us. The moment when some invisible lines are crossed and playful flirting kicks up a gear into something a little more serious. I was learning that the best part of sex with Ally was all the stuff that happened when I wasn’t balls-deep in her and seconds from exploding. I mean, that was pretty good too, obviously, but with Ally, it was all about the play. The teasing anticipation, both of us allowing something delicious build over the course of hours, or days.

I teased her like this all through the next few hours. Though we had dinner with the boys and set up some chairs outside so we could admire the tree house, the entire time my focus was on her. And I let her know it. She thought I didn’t notice but I could tell she was bending over like that for my benefit, showing a bit of leg here, a bit of cleavage there. She gave as good as she got, and when I stole a moment to corner her in the kitchen or when the boys were out of earshot, she was ready to come right back with some juicy banter of her own.

So this was it. This was how people did this whole kids thing. The kids are there, taking up all your time and energy. But on another, hidden channel, all my attention was for their mother and her alone. I was beginning to imagine that being a dad to anyone wasn’t the life sentence I imagined it to be. It was more like a bonus. The way she flipped from being dirty sex goddess to attentive mom and back again in 2 seconds flat was inspiring. I can’t explain it, but quietly, I began to imagine that one day we could make a baby, too. It was just a small, strange little fantasy in the back of my mind. But it was there. I’d come inside her dozens of times already, but something weird and primal in me wanted to do it for real one day, to fill her up, to… I cut my thoughts off there.

We set up the fire together after dinner.

“The bottom of the flames need oxygen, Alex. You have to blow on it boys,” I said, a watchful eye on them as they did what every young boy loves doing: messing around with fire. Ally got up from her chair, knelt at the pile of logs and began blowing at the flames. They quivered and licked over the kindling, then began to grow taller, spreading a golden yellow light over all of us.

“There we go. Like that. Your mom sure knows how to blow on wood you know. She’s an expert.”

Naturally we locked eyes and she half smiled at me, lips still in a pucker to, uh, blow on the wood.

“Hey boys, I have an idea,” I said, “why don’t we fetch all those old books in the spare room and put them on the fire? It’ll save your mom having to take them to get recycled.”

Both kids looked like I had just suggested ice cream for dinner. They turned to her.

“But can we, mom? Isn’t it against the rules to burn books?” Ben said.

“Oh, don’t worry buddy, even your mom breaks the rules sometimes,” I said. Ally flashed me a secret smile and then nodded to them. They both ran inside. I couldn’t help but dive in for a sneaky grope before they came back. I had been admiring that amazing ass of hers and my hands had been dying for a handful all evening. I kissed her long and deep and her tongue found mine easily.

“Are you wearing any underwear right now?” I breathed. The look on her face told me everything. I groaned and kissed her again. Fuck I wanted her. But I took a deep breath and pulled back again, gazing into her beautiful eyes.

“You okay?” I said.

We had spoken about getting rid of them before. The moment felt right now but her suddenly serious demeanor gave me pause.

“We don’t need that crap in our lives, do we?” she said.

“Nope.”

She nodded, a faraway look on her pretty face. Firelight suited her.

“You sure you’re okay? We don’t have to do it.”

“Oh, we do have to do it. I want to,” she said, then brought her gaze back to earth and smiled warmly at me. I grabbed her close for a hug and held her tightly, smelling her hair and feeling her breath against me.

“Ew, you guys… gross!”

We both turned to see little Ben marching out the back door with some books in his hands. He shook his head at us but he was smiling broadly.

I pulled away from Ally and gave her a playful slap on her ass.

“I know, right? I tell your mom to stop trying to hug me all the time but she won’t listen,” I said and gave her a wink. Ben set the books down beside the fire and gave us both a quizzical look.

“I know. She does that to me too,” he said at last, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.

The novelty of burning books was soon fading so next we spent some time toasting marshmallows. The boys were tired soon after that and so I sat outside, alone, while Ally went inside to make sure they brushed their teeth and put them to bed. When she returned to the fire around twenty minutes later, we exchanged a glance that immediately changed everything.

She blushed and came over to sit on my lap, then, wordlessly, we both fell into a soft, full kiss. I let my fingers sink into her hair and stroke her scalp, angling her head so I could kiss her more deeply. Every part of me relished touching every part of her. She was like a wonderland of scent, of smooth skin, of muttered giggles and moans that all together took drove me wild. Our fingertips held a little conversation of their own as our tongues played over one another, wet, hungry mouths taking turns to chase, to tease, to devour. I loved the weight of her breasts against me, loved the feeling of her hot breath on my neck.

We kissed for ages. The night wore on and every time the fire’s intensity dipped, one of us would throw in a few more books and watch as their pages curled up and eventually disappeared in the flames. It was strangely hypnotizing to watch those printed pages, those hateful words just go up in smoke, literally. Ally went quiet and I knew the gesture meant a lot to her. But it meant something to me, too. I wanted to burn every part in me that was violent and intolerant. I would never have told a soul what was in my heart then as we kissed and then stared and then kissed again, but right then I wanted to purify myself till I was someone worthy of Ally, worthy of those two little scoundrels. At last, the final book went onto the fire and we watched as the light gradually faded and the flames consumed their last bit of fuel. We suddenly became aware of just how cold it actually was out here. I must have been well past midnight when the last of the fire sputtered out and I looked into her eyes, the taste of her still on my lips.

“Right. I’ve had just about enough of this, I think it’s time I took you inside,” I said, swooped to put my hands under her knees and gathered her up in my arms. When she was all sleepy and giggly like this, and when she had that adoring look in her eyes, I swear it brought out something truly animal in me. But I was going to be restrained tonight. I had an evening planned, and it was going to be all about her.

She linked her arms round my neck as I carried her, fireman style, upstairs to the bedroom, then placed her gently on the bed.

“Wait here a second for me,” I said and ducked off to fetch something I’d hidden the day before. She gave me a slightly tipsy look as I waltzed back into the room with a discreet looking black box in my hands.

“Should I uh, be worried?” she laughed.

“Mmm… maybe just a little,” I said, and set the box before her. She reached for it but I playfully snatched it away from her.

“Just a minute! I already told you, it’s a gift for me. You’re just here to play along,” I said, grinning.

This whole thing was weird new territory for us, but once we both had a taste of it, we both found it easy to have me play more …aggressive. I had thought long and hard about ways I could surprise and treat her and the things I was about to show her in this box had occupied my thoughts for some time already.

“Now, you look beautiful tonight, as you always do. Those eyes… god, you’re lovely. But the truth is I’d much rather see you completely stripped right now.” I made a mental note to try new things with her when she was sleeping. When she was like this I couldn’t decide if I wanted to kiss her and put her in bed or fuck her until she passed out. Or both.

She held my gaze, her expression dreamy, as she carefully pulled off her clothes and stood before me, slightly bashful, but 100% sexy.

“Now put these on,” I said, reached into the box and slipped out a flimsy pair of panties and an even flimsier bra. I watched with pleasure as she giggled and tried to figure out which of the straps and loops her arms were supposed to go inside. But one she had figured it out, her demeanor changed a little and the smile slipped off her face. She arched her back, lifted her hair and looked down to admire herself. She waggled her ass my direction, now clad in a scandalous little thing made of little scraps of nothing. I had seen it in a shop window and knew that I had to see it on her.

“Good, now show me the back… hmm, nice…”

She took her sweet time showing off her body, relishing every moment. It was amazing to see her like this, completely abandoned, not giving a fuck. She even gave a little shimmy of her ass as she turned away from me and then peeked over her shoulder to giggle at me.

“You’re so fucking naughty,” I mumbled, then she came to collapse next to me on the bed.

“Shh… now can you focus for a second? Don’t you want to see what else I have for you in this box?”

She nodded.

“Ok, good. You will. But can you do me a little favor first?”

Fuck, I loved that cheeky smile.

“Good. I want you to get on your knees and suck me,” I said, slowly. Her eyes twinkled. “If you do a good job, I’ll give you your present…”

She was on her knees in a heartbeat, and I unzipped, already rock hard for her. She began immediately to slink her tongue around the head and slide her lips down my shaft, but I clasped her hair in my fist and stopped her.

“That’s so good, baby. I love that. But I need you to do something else for me. This time I want to really fuck your throat, do you understand?” I felt her swallow. “You just stay where you are, like a good girl, and open wide, and let me put this fat cock all the way in your mouth… all the way,” I moaned, and began to lift my hips up and towards her, feeling the wet heat of her tongue close against me. I loved that little twitch as she struggled to take me all in. I loved the rim of moisture along her bottom lashes before she squeezed her eyes shut.

Each of her hands were placed on the inside of my thighs and balanced there as she tried to accommodate me. I slid slowly inside, disappearing into her warm mouth one inch at a time. Her lips closed around me and I soon felt her quick little breaths against my crotch. It did things to me, to see her swallowing my full length like that. Slowly, so I didn’t send myself over the edge, I began to play right at that last inch, pulsing into and out of her throat again right where it mattered.

“Nobody knows this side of you, do they?” I moaned. “I’ve seen the sexy little slut you really are deep down… you only show that to me, baby. What would people say if they knew how much you love swallowing my fat cock like this, hm?” I stroked my hands gently through her hair. But not too gently. I gazed down at her pretty eyelashes. The look of sheer concentration on her face. The unbelievably delicious site of the base of my cock pressed up far as it would go, right to her lips. It would be heaven to explode in her mouth right now and send my cum straight down her throat… but I had to wait.

I took a deep breath and slid out of her again, wincing and sighing a little.

“That feels so fucking good,” I moaned, and stroked her pretty hair from her face.

She looked up at me with the look of a pure vixen on her face. The way she traced her lips across the wet tip, just teasing, playing… it sent rough shudders through me.

“Now do you want your present?”

She nodded silently, eyebrows knotted, lips parted.

“Good. Take it out the box then,” I said and gestured towards it.

She tore the lid off and removed a large, purple dildo. She paused and looked down at it in her hands, then gave me a searching look.

“Are you gonna be good and do as you’re told?” I whispered.

She blushed hard.

“Don’t act coy now. You and I both know you want to. You told me, didn’t you? That this is what you wanted?”

Her smile was devilish as she turned it over in her hands.

“It’s too big,” she muttered.

“Oh, you can take it,” I said. “I’ll help you,” I added and leaned in for the lightest, most tender kiss. The dildo fell heavy into her lap. I traced teasing fingers over her collarbones, her neck, then down her bare belly.

“You drive me crazy, you know that? Lie on your back.” And she did. She flopped back onto the bed, looking like a vision of a geisha or a beautiful courtesan in an oil painting, the way her hair fell like that and her knees fell softly open…

I stroked my fingertips from her ankle to the softness behind her knee, then further up till I was teasing the warm skin of her inner thigh. Gently, I pressed her legs wide and made her spread them and open to me. Her eyes fluttered closed.

“Baby, don’t be embarrassed. I’m going to give you one last chance to say no, but after that, I need you to trust me, okay?”

I watched as the breath inflated her pale chest and she exhaled loudly, eyes still closed.

“Do it,” she whispered.

I knelt beside her and began by running delicate fingertips from her navel and down into that fine fuzz at the cleft of her pussy. Nothing could describe how amazing it felt to slip a finger further down and discover a thick pool of honey there, the most delicious proof of how turned on she was. I swirled a careful finger over her pussy lips but deliberately avoided her swollen clit, saving that for later. She lifted her greedy little hips up to me but I artfully circled lower down, down to that part of her that was still kept secret from me, the part of her she was half ashamed about, half madly curious about. Oh, she was a fucking dirty girl, all right, and once she had let slip that this was one of her fantasies, I knew I wouldn’t rest until we’d brought it to life.

“Spread your legs wider for me baby.”

I took the dildo in my hands and traced the tip over that narrow, soaking slit between her pussy lips, thrilled at how this alone was enough to make her voice shudder and catch in her lovely white throat. I traced the slippery tool further down to tease at her tight little hole but this, too I avoided. I fucking loved watching her squirm for it though. Instead, I began to slowly, very, very slowly, tease the lower opening. For a moment she stopped breathing completely, but she sighed and relaxed again, and I stroked a little more firmly, her wetness everywhere now, even snaking down onto the sheet beneath us.

“Good… fuck yes. Do you like that?”

Her only response was to give me a look so naughty I should have by rights given her a spanking for it.

“Open for me,” I said, and forced her legs wide.

She was fucking beautiful when she was turned on, I couldn’t help but admire her for a second, and resist the temptation to press my lips down onto that little pleading clit and make her cum in my mouth tills she was exhausted. But not now. My own cock was still wet and hard, bobbing against my thigh, and this I also ignored. All my focus went to toying that tight ring and guiding the tip of the dildo into her ass. I couldn’t help groan as I watched the tip pop inside her.

“You like this, baby? You like doing dirty things with me?” I whimpered. But she was far away, in another world, breathing deep to adjust to this intense new sensation. As a mercy, I placed a careful thumb on her slippery little clit and simply held it there. It sent a tiny, tight little shock wave through her and just as she sighed, I pressed another fraction of an inch into her.

Her gasp was the most delicious fucking sound. My cock stiffened against her thigh. I stroked one finger over the tight rim where she stretched open to me. I would have fucked her half to death by now, I would have fucking thrown her against the wall and stuck my cock so far up into her she’d see stars… but she needed my gentleness now. And so I would ease her into it, coax her closer and closer to that beautiful, sordid thing she wanted me to do to her.

“Fuck yes, look at that. You have the most perfect body, Ally. Fuck. And you know what I’m going to do when this is all in, don’t you?”

Her hands flew up above her head and she writhed in pleasure-pain, spreading her legs for me like my good little slut.

“Touch yourself,” I commanded, and her fingers spent no time going to her clit and pressing tight circles over it. I growled my approval and pressed in another tight inch, the resistance of her body nearly driving me fucking wild. She had never done this with anyone before. Only me.

With each hard, wet inch I stuffed into her, her breathing deepened and the little moans she made at the end of each one became lower, more guttural. I knelt closer to her and let my cock flop heavy beside her pussy, so she knew exactly what was in store for her. Ally had a tiny frame and I knew that taking the full length of this thing would be pretty intense for her. I knew that having my cock in her at the same time would just about push her to the limits. But they were limits we were both more than happy to push.

“Baby…” I said as I worked the last third of the dildo inside her, and watched her little fingers work furiously. “Baby, remember how much I love you, okay? Don’t forget it. Because I’m about to treat you like I don’t,” I groaned, and crammed in the final inch. I gave her a moment to get used to it. It was like I could see the fullness in her face, could almost feel how intense it was for her just by the sound of her erratic breath, and the shade of red her chest was slowly turning.

She squirmed and whimpered, turning into a little animal before my very eyes. Her pussy streamed wet over my fingers, over the dildo. Fuck she was beautiful. It drove me wild to see I tall disappearing inside her like that.

“You want me? Say you want me,” I said and pushed her fingers aside so I could touch her instead. Her moans turned into delicious little yelps.

“Fucking say it,” I said. Her abdomen rolled and tightened and rocked with pleasure as I inched her closer and closer to pleasure.

“Oh fuck, Ally, please, let me hear you fucking say it,” I moaned, cock so hard it felt like I would explode.

She grabbed my wrist and looked deeply into my eyes.

“I need your cock, David,” she whispered. “Fuck me now before I lose my mind.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. When I slid inside her I could feel the dildo, feel how tight it made her, feel how her body contracted and rippled against me. She began to scream but I quickly held my hand against her mouth to shut her up.

“Shhh… there we go… you want it? Take it. Take it all baby, but I don’t want to hear a peep,” I mumbled, leaning my body over her and slowly lowering my weight down into her drenched little body. Her muffled cries nearly made me come there and then.

I pressed in till I felt the base of the dildo tap against my balls. Jesus Christ. I loved seeing how much she enjoyed this, how filthy she could be, how her little body opened up wide to me even though she squirmed hard against my hand on her mouth. I paused and found her gaze, then gradually peeled my fingers away when I was sure she had stopped yelping.

“Shhh,” I said and traced a finger over her damp lips. “Fucking sexy little thing. You’re so beautiful…” I kissed away her moans, tasting her wet little tongue, loving how breathless she was.

“Are you okay, baby? I’m going to fuck you really hard now, do you think you can stop yourself from screaming?” I said, and delivered kisses all over her cheek and throat. There was a dizzy, woozy smile on her face.

“Fuck me,” she moaned. “Fuck me like you want to break me…”

I trembled inside her.

Once I let go and started pounding my full length into her, I couldn’t stop. It was like something in me was released and couldn’t be put back again. I forgot about being tender. Forgot about taking my time. Forgot about going slow so her tight little ass could adjust. Her pussy just felt so damn good that once I started, I could only fuck harder and faster, till we were both clasping at one another, doing our best to muffle the moans and cries. Our bodies were hot with sweat. The look on her face told me what delicious pain she was in; the way her pussy clenched around me told me close she was to falling to pieces all over my cock.

“You like this, baby? Hm? Being stretched open like this? You’re so fucking dirty,” I moaned in her ear, and I kept fucking her relentlessly, giving her every inch, claiming that cunt as my own, forcing her to take every shred of it.

“Oh God, David… Oh god…”

“Fuck yes.”

“Oh god…” she moaned, desperate. My body pressed the dildo even deeper into her as I thrust with abandon. I could feel she was about to come. Something quivering and wet inside her engulfed me, her breath stopped and something wild and sparkly took over her eyes.

“Ah fuck, oh baby, yes, will you come for me? Are you going to come? Come all over me,” I moaned and yanked a fistful of her hair as I tried to hold off on my own orgasm.

Coming together felt like being split in two. I didn’t need to hold her mouth shut because she could only gasp mutely, her head thrust back as she bucked hard against the brutal treatment my cock gave her down below. We bucked and jerked into one another. Her body shuddered violently against mine, but I only pushed deeper inside, nailing her down onto the bed, riding out those juicy waves of her orgasm and mine. My balls tightened and I sent one wet spurt of cum deep inside her, then another. I could steel feel the weight of the dildo inside her. Fuck.

It took us both a long time to calm down. She cried out when I slipped my cock from her aching body, and she winced again as I carefully slid the dildo from her ass. I had come so hard I swear I could still feel it echoing through my body. We collapsed into one another and I gathered her up in my arms, half satisfied that I had fucked her so thoroughly, half wanting to soothe her after being so rough. She folded into my arms and kissed my chest and pressed up close against me, and we muttered astonished words of gratitude to each other, both a little stunned at how delicious it was to go so far with one another.

“I hope that didn’t hurt you,” I said when my heart stopped pounding so violently in my ear.

She lay in the crook of my arm and I could feel her breathing against my chest. I thought I heard her smiling.

“I didn’t …I didn’t expect it to feel quite like that,” she said at last.

I stroked her hair and thought how that sentence perfectly described my whole relationship with Ally. I hadn’t expected any of this to feel like it had.

“Oh god, David, I can’t believe we just did that. Sorry for making a noise, I’m such a bad mom,” she said with a giggle.

“Oh, you’re a terrible mom. Truly.”

“Shut up,” she laughed and bit my pec.

“No, I mean it, what we did back there? There’s no way a good mom does things like that,” I teased. She snuggled back against me.

“Stay tonight,” she said quietly. “And stay tomorrow night.”

I pricked my ears.

“Ok. Sure.”

“Stay the night after that, too.”

I looked down at her and fell into her deep, pretty eyes looking up at me.

“Ally... wait, are you sure? I don’t want to rush anything and—”

“Relax, don’t get any ideas. I already told you, I’m not looking for anything serious right now. Besides, we’re not even each other’s type.”

“No, of course not.”

“But you can stay for a few nights. Right?”

“If that’s what you want.”

“Good. It is what I want,” she said and nestled closer. “Now we’d better get some sleep. You’ll need your strength when I wake you up tomorrow morning with a blowjob.”