Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Beth opens the door to the apartment, and we step into a tiny space that holds a small sofa, table, and a wall lined with miniature kitchen appliances that look like they were manufactured at the turn of the century. It’s obvious the girls do their best to keep the place tidy, but it’s still a dump all the same.
“I can’t believe that two of you live here. How do you keep from falling over each other?”
“Well, she works nights and I work days so that helps. Since I’ve been spending so much time with you after work, we rarely see each other.”
“I know you said this was only a temporary situation, but I can’t have you living like this. Get all of your things. You can stay with me until we make other arrangements for you.”
She stares blankly at me, and for a second, I think she might turn me down.
“I just want to say it again. You don’t have to do this for me. I don’t want to be a burden.”
I step toward her and place my hands on her tiny shoulders. “You’re my little girl. You could never be a burden to me. I’m doing this because I want to, and I won’t take no for an answer.”
She looks up at me and bats her eyes, sending an electric surge through my veins. How can this girl ever think she’s an inconvenience? Being with her is like winning the lottery.
We arrive back at my place, and I move directly through the living room and open the glass door that leads to the balcony. I remove the cover from the jacuzzi and walk back inside. I take a bottle of white wine from the rack and collect two glasses. A relaxing dip in the hot tub might calm us both down.
“Baby girl, there are candles and a lighter on the library table behind you. Grab them and take them outside for me.”
She picks up the candles and walks to the balcony doors. Once there, she looks at me and asks, “Are we going in the hot tub? I don’t have a bathing suit.”
“Why would you need a suit?”
“Because…well…it’s outside. What if someone sees?”
I try but I can’t stop myself from laughing. “Sweetheart, have you forgotten what floor we’re on? Who’s going to see us? A passing plane?”
She blushes and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, “Well, I’ve never been naked outside before. This is a first for me.”
“Not even to skinny dip in the lake when you were ten or twelve?”
“Not even then.”
“So, this is another first that I get to show you. I like that.”
“Make that two firsts. I’ve never been in a hot tub either.”
I set the wine bottle and glasses on the cedar edge of the tub and take the candles from here. Once lit, I place them beside the wine and turn my attention to Beth.
“Let me help you out of those clothes,” I tell her as I begin to unbutton her blouse. She shivers. “Are you cold, baby?”
“No, it’s not that. I’m excited.”
I slip her out of her top and grab her tits through her silk bra. “Oh, I love these tits.” I drop my head, kiss her cleavage, and slide her skirt down to her feet.
She steps out of it and says, “Maybe we should stop here. I can go in wearing my bra and panties.”
“If that’s what you want. Just know that once you’re in the water, I’m stripping you down the rest of the way.”
She nods and turns toward the tub, but I take her wrist and stop her. My intentions were good at the start, but now that I see her in her bra and panties, I need more than just some hot water to release my tension.
“Where are you going? I undressed you. Now it’s your turn to undress me.”
Her hands tremble as she unbuttons my shirt. “Why are you shaking? You’ve seen me naked before.”
“I know. It’s just…this is new for me.”
“Unbuttoning a shirt?” I grin.
She rolls her eyes at me and smiles as she places her soft, little hands on my chest and pushes the shirts off my shoulders and down my arms. I take her hand and press it against my heart.
“You feel that, baby girl? That’s what you do to me.”
“And you make me shiver.” She grins.
I push her hands down to my waist so she can remove my pants. She takes them down and stares at the bulge in my shorts.
“You do that to me too,” I rasp.
She removes my boxers, and my cock leaps out at her like a caged tiger. I take her hand in mine, and we stroke it.
“You know what would be nice?”
“What, Daddy?” she whispers, now breathless from our encounter.
“It would be nice if you kissed it.”