Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 43284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Besides, aside from a very innocent conversation about why she no longer had anything to do in the evenings, and one shared look, exactly what had she done to give you the idea that she was even interested in your old ass? A young hot number like that probably had half the fucking local jocks panting after her. I didn’t like that thought one bit.
Chapter 3
GABE
We stayed on the phone another five minutes I think, and I hung up with a new determination. If I’d harbored any doubts before they were all gone now, that last question took care of that. ‘Did you like my body?’ Fucking A bring it on.
Like I said, she was of age so I wasn’t worried about traps and shit, my only concern was that she wanted this too. Now with that out of the way the only thing left was to get her here as soon as fucking possible under ideal circumstances.
I didn’t even bother stroking one out that night even though my shit was hard as a pike. I stuck to my original choice instead to wait for her, because I had no doubt that I would have her soon, I would make that shit happen.
The opportunity came that following Thursday. My heart damn near ran out of my chest when I saw her again. Crystal was gone for the weekend, it was one of those long things that ran from Thursday to Monday, and I’d knocked off early so that my guys could make the most of the time with their families. I was going to be on my lonesome since my parents were taking my girl to the beach, which she loved, and guess who was heavy on my mind.
I was settling down to some ball on the screen just as the sun was going down when the doorbell rang. I was dressed in running shorts, no shirt, with beer in hand when I went to the door with half my attention still on the screen.
“Hey Mr. Darcy.” Fuck me what the fuck was she wearing? I turned at the sound of her voice and was brought up short by her get-up. She was barely wearing some kind of cut-off jeans that left hardly any room for underwear, that’s how short they were, and some stringy shit tied around her neck.
I took it all in with one thought in the back of my mind. We were alone and she knew this, how do I know this? Because I overheard my daughter telling her of her plans and was bemoaning the fact that I wouldn’t have another opportunity to perv on her tits and ass for yet another weekend. Did I forget to mention her ass? It’s an ass man’s dream; of course I’m gonna try to fit my monster cock in there in the not too distant future; but back to the business at hand.
This could only mean one thing… “Hey Brianna.” I could’ve played the game, told her Crystal wasn’t here and gone through the whole spiel, but she had that hungry as fuck look in her eye again and my cock was already on the scent. He’d been waiting, the fuck, barely giving me a moment’s peace.
Maybe now my shit could get back to normal and I would stop scenting her pussy everywhere I turned, because sure as the sun was setting, I was going in that pussy tonight, no ifs ands or buts.
I opened the door wider for her to pass under my arm before closing and locking it. She walked ahead of me back into the den. “Can I have one of those?” she turned and pointed at my beer. She was nervous as hell but that’s okay, she got this far I’ll take care of this rest.
“Nope.” I took one more swig as I kept my eyes on hers. In my head I was already plotting out my course of action. I had to at least eat the pussy first before I fucked because no doubt my monster was going to fuck her shit up. I wonder if I could keep her here the whole weekend?
“What why, my parents let me have one all the time.” She was still on the beer. She pouted those beautiful bee-stung lips at me, and barely escaped being taken down right then and there. What the hell was it about her that lit my burners? Yes she was gorgeous, but I’ve had that before. Was it the fact that she was young? I don’t know, whatever it was I was all in.
“That maybe all well and true but I want you to have a clear head for this.” She blushed and took a step back as her hand fluttered up to her chest. I rested the half empty bottle down on the closest table and advanced on her.