Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23984 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23984 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Hell, she could be right because back when I was in my twenties, I was a dirty horndog with a filthy apartment and a penchant for looking like a homeless person. Patty doesn’t deserve that. She deserves a man that can take care of her properly. One who will show her the finer things in life and look out for her.
No one else can take care of Patty like I can, that’s for damn sure. Hell, the thought of another man even touching those soft curves makes my blood boil. I don’t want anyone else laying a finger on her, or even breathing the same air. She belongs to me and I’ll be damned if I let her slip through my fingertips.
Suddenly, my mind’s made up. I step forward and grab her face with my hands, pulling her closer. I feel like a drug addict, except that it’s this woman who’s my drug of choice. Being here, with her, makes it feel as if my lungs are finally being filled with oxygen once more. Her mouth falls open sweetly as she moans, her head tilting back to allow me easier access.
My tongue slides against hers, her soft moans breathy against my lips. Patty winds her arms around my neck as my hands travel down to rest on her big behind, and with a rough growl, I pull her in close so that her softness is pressed up against my hard shaft. Oh fuck, this is right.
“You ready for it, baby?” I rasp. “Because I’m not just going to give your pussy a lesson today. We’ll be moving to phase two: your ass,” I say, giving that big bottom a hard squeeze.
But Patty’s not scared. She merely giggles as she pushes me backward and towards the couch. As I fall back onto the softness she wriggles out of her outfit, leaving her curves gleaming and nude. With satisfaction, I see that she’s wet between her legs and my curvy girl giggles as she trails her fingers through that honey before smearing her fluids over her back hole.
“That’s good,” she murmurs sassily. “Because I’ve wanted to learn how to take it in the back from a man.”
With that, she straddles me, those brown eyes hungry. “I’m yours, Gary. Take me and fill me, big boy.”
Then comes an intimate session so hot and filthy that I lose my mind. Whatever was I worried about? Patty’s so responsive, giving, and utterly flexible that I climax multiple times, coming hard in her nubile teenage body. Even as my body stiffens and shoots over and over again, my mind relaxes because it’s clear that I’ve met my match in the curvy girl and that, if anything, she’ll be the one teaching me a lesson if she has her way.
6
Patty
Three weeks later.
I skip out of my apartment happily as soon as Gary’s truck pulls into the drive. I probably should have waited for him to come up to the door, but I couldn’t because I’m so excited that I can hardly contain myself. The handsome man is taking me out on a date, which is reason enough on its own to be excited, but it’s the location of the date that truly has me feeling ecstatic. We’re going to an ice cream factory called the Purple Elephant, and they have the best flavors in the world.
Even better, it feels like a little road trip because the Purple Elephant’s forty-five minutes away and I’ve always enjoyed long drives. They help me relax, and I’m looking forward to spending time with Gary in the car.
Of course, it isn’t like we haven’t seen each other recently. If anything, the opposite. My handsome lover has been coming over to my apartment every day to ‘work on my windows’ for the last couple of weeks, and we’ve been spending plenty of quality time together. We’ve made love on every nook, cranny, and hard surface of my apartment more times than I can count—and we might have even filmed a couple of home videos too. I never thought I’d do something so naughty, but Gary really brings out my dirty side.
Even better, the older man really cares about me. He babies me after we have sex, often drawing a hot bath so that I can soak my sore pussy and ass in much-needed Epsom salts. Sometimes he joins me in the tub, but others he stays outside and gives me a gentle shoulder massage to soothe my aching muscles. But it doesn’t stop there. When I’m out of the water and dressed in comfortable pajamas, Gary cuddles me close, murmuring praises and compliments in my ear while he runs his fingers through my hair and makes sure that I’m warm under our blankets.
But the road goes two ways because I’ve been spoiling him too. I’ve been cooking Gary’s favorite meals and introducing him to some of my specialties, including my super-cheesy five-layer lasagna. He said he was going to pass out from all the cheese, or at least go into a food coma, but I just laughed it off. No one can die from an overload of my favorite dairy product, and my man is just used to meat and potatoes, that’s all.