Daddy Next Door

by Tina Lee

  She bit her lips again, I wondered if she knew it was driving me wild and was intentionally doing it, If so, she was doing a pretty good job. She was explaining what she did at her job and how much of an asshole her boss was. After that I drifted off and I didn’t know what the hell she was saying after that. Shit. I hate being one of those stereotypical guys who doesn’t listen.

  “—and then, he had the nerve to –“

  “I love your lips.” I interrupted. She tried hard to fight the blush. “I’m sorry, please continue.”

  “I—yeah— thank you. It’s not that important anyways.”

  Leonardo waved at me from his seat. He pointed at his watch, telling me to wrap it up. We had a meeting at noon. “Hey, I should really get going, I have a meeting.” She made it hard to leave; I could stare at her all day.

  “Oh, okay. It was a pleasure meeting you.” She said.

  “Would you like to go on a date with me?” I asked.

  “Yes. Definitely.” She agreed.

  “Okay, sounds good.” We exchanged numbers and in that moment I felt a great sense of accomplishment. It wasn’t just any number. It was her number.

  “You were right by the way.”

  “About what?” I asked.

  “Today is last day of my vacation leave, so if you had not approached me today then you probably wouldn’t see me again.”

  “Lucky me.”

  Her eyes met mine and she smirked. “No silly, it wasn’t luck… it was fate.”

  Chapter Four

  Fourth Date

  The light buzzed over my head, it flickered three times before it actually came on. It illuminated the bench I was sitting on and cast a really nice color on the flowers beside the bench. It was getting dark in the park. The joggers were starting come out one by one, the picnickers were packing up and a man in a bright yellow shirt threw the ball one last time, this time hard and far, and his dog gleefully ran all the distance. I loved the scenery here. I used to drive past this park a lot without ever really taking the time to admire it. I guess, I just wasn’t that type of person. Fortunately for me, Mia was that type of person. She took me here for the second date and I have been coming here ever since.

  We were now at our fourth date. The previous dates all went pretty well. She’s smart, I always feel like there is something I can learn from her each time I see her. And for the most part, that’s what we do; we share ideas and knowledge and we are constantly learning from each other.

  She was always late, I knew what it was like to be in a shitty nine-to- five so I let her off the hook.

  “Hey Ry-Ry.” She said.

  “I’m not five years old, don’t call me that. “ I loved when she did but I don’t want her knowing that.

  “Okay Ryan.” She emphasized on my name. She sat beside me and gave me that look she always does, then, when we were both thinking it, she leaned in and kissed me. Strawberry ChapStick. Hmmm. How lucky was I to be graced by her lips. I could feel my heart sinking when our lips separated.

  “I was thinking about you all day.” She said, while playing with my beard. “Who are you, and why do you affect me the way you do. I really like you Ryan. I really, really, really do. And I hope you are different from the guys I had before. I just really don’t have the time for the games anymore.” I agreed, I do not have time for the games either.

  “How come you never talk about it?” She asked.

  “Talk about what?” I pretended to be oblivious.

  “You know, your ex-fiancé.”

  “There is nothing really to talk about.”

  “I want to know what happened.” She focused on me and listened keenly.

  I told her from the beginning, when I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. It really seemed that we were meant for each other, I can’t explain the feeling but when you feel it, you just know. We used to joke about growing old and getting bald and she would always promise to kiss my bald spot. We used to have these mini arguments. They were often just really silly arguments like debating over whom the better president was or what we would name our imaginary future kid. She liked the name Dante while I was going for Alexandre. The arguments were cute at first, I enjoyed them, but things started to get really nasty. There were times when I just sat in my car because I did not want to go inside to another fight and shouting and saying dumb stuff that I think both of us do not mean. There are a lot of things I regret saying and I know she does too.

  It was hard but I thought we could overcome it. I wanted this woman to be my wife; I was willing work out the problems and take the necessary sacrifices and compromises. I thought she felt the same way until one morning I woke and saw her sitting by the edge of the bed, with a book in her hand, waiting for me to wake up. It was as if while she was reading her book, she just stopped and came to the realization that she could not do this anymore. She ended it swiftly and cold.

  “Just like that?” Mia asked with great curiosity.

  “Yes, just like that.”

  She ran her hand through my hair “She’s a fool, but look where it led you. It brought you here, at this very moment with me. It was fate.” Not sure I believed in fate but I wanted to. I wanted to believe that all this had some great meaning.

  “Come on!” She pleaded.

  “Okay okay.”

  “Hold my bag and heels.” She jumped on my back, wrapped her legs around my waist and her arm around my neck. She’s laughing like crazy. “Giddy up” She slaps my back.

  “I’m not a Horse you know.”

  “You’re not just any Horse, you’re my Horse.”

  “How sweet.” I said sarcastically.

  I carried her for a walk in the park. We talked about everything you could possibly think of. She showed me the big dipper. I have always heard about it but never bother to see what it was about. It is fascinating stuff.

  A gust of the cool night wind blew right by us, and immediately Mia tightened her grip around my neck and buried her face in my neck in an attempt to absorb my warmth. I wore my favorite cologne today, I hope she noticed.

  “I’m sorry our date wasn’t more interesting.” She murmured.

  “I don’t mind. I could be sitting with you in complete silence and I would not have it any other way.” I meant every word. I could feel the muscles in her cheek moving against my neck, I think she’s blushing. She kissed my earlobe then jumped off my back. She continued to walk barefoot, which seemed a bit odd at first, but I was really beginning to grasp how much of a free spirit she is.

  We reached a part of the park where the pathway curved in an almost perfect arc. And in between the arc, there was freshly cut grass where picnickers stamped their territory during daytime, but at night, it was empty. She stopped, looked at the other side of the curve and shouted “Race me!” Then she dashed off and I started running after her. She peeked behind and the sight of me catching up triggered a loud shriek and a priceless look on her face. It was truly hilarious. She tried to extend her lead and although her short legs were moving really quickly, she wasn’t going very far. I quickly tightened the gap, I mean; she wasn’t really fast at all.

  A couple sitting on a bench on the other side watched as two adults raced across the lawn like a bunch of kids. It was so childish, so childish that I felt kind of guilty for having fun. When I caught up to her, I pretended that it took some effort. She stretched out her hand and I held it as we both reached the end of the lawn on the other side of the curve.

  “You. Could. Have. Won.” She said. She was panting like a dog.

  “No, you were too fast.” I said.

  “Shut up.” She punched my arm.

  “I bet we looked like some losers running across the lawn.” I joked. She did not care what anyone thought of her. She was unfazed. She was truly free.

  “You need to loosen up.” She said.

  Maybe she was right. I wasn’t a reserved person but I wasn’t extremely social either. I would like to think I was somewhere in t
he middle. I didn’t travel but I always wanted to. I had so many plans to travel, but life happened. “Maybe I do.” I finally answered.

  “We only have one life, Ryan. I can’t stand the thought of us wasting it. There is no time to waste on worrying what other people think of us. There is no time to waste on doing things that do not make us happy.”

  I could tell she was going somewhere with this.

  “I’m leaving my job at the end of the month.” She revealed.

  “Are you sure you aren’t taking the ‘Be Free’ thing a bit too serious?”

  “It’s already done. It’s what I should have done a long time ago. Ryan, I know you think I’m crazy for leaving my job, but you see, i would actually be crazy for staying in that job, knowing I am not happy there. “

  “I’m not going to lecture you on your life choices. You’re a grown woman and I know you are very smart. I just want you to know that I’m with you and I’m here if you need any help.”

  “Thank you. That’s really sweet. You see, these are the moments I want to live in; moments where I’m happy.” She hugged me tightly and I placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

  That’s how we were for a while, just hugging in silence. We listened to the slight wind passing through the trees, the crickets chirping, occasional ruffling of the bushes caused by things running around, and our breathing. I liked the silence, and although this may not make sense, it was as if we were talking to each other, expressing our affection as loud as we could. She looked up at me and just stared for a couple of minutes. What was she thinking about? I knew I was the reason for her thoughts but if I could only know why. What does she think of me?

  She whispered a poem:

  “ Kiss me,

  Do not wait too long,

  Do it while our fire is still burning,

  And my heart is playing your song

  Our stars will burn and collapse,

  So too will our love-lust phase,

  Let us live in the moment, my darling.

  Let us burn bright in our fiery days. “

  That’s when I knew I was definitely going to fall in love with this woman. Sure enough, I didn’t wait too long to press my lips against hers.

  Chapter Five

  My Sweet Love

  “I’m going to take a shower.” She got up from my lap and went into the bathroom.

  It had been two years and we were still going well. I was still learning new things about her and it had gotten to the point where I loved waking up in the mornings because she was the first thing I saw. We were— by far— not a perfect couple. We fought, argued and sometimes she made me want to blow my brains out. She can be a real pain in the ass at times.

  What I really loved about her is that she is very opinionated, and I loved the intellectually challenging conversations we had, however, I found that it often became too heated and I ended up sleeping on the couch, whether I was right or wrong.

  She left her job and moved in with me. It was hard for her to spend the first couple months unemployed, but after experimenting and trying new things, she found her calling as a Yoga Instructor. I was so happy to see her teaching a class of her own. She loved what she did and I loved seeing her ass in those Yoga pants. I tried a couple of her classes but let’s just say that I was not that flexible.

  Leonardo and I finished our invention. The invention; a Fusion Scope, is able to read RDR scans and many companies were throwing their cash at us. We eventually settled on a number, and to put it as humbly as I can, we were fucking rich. While I stayed and enjoyed the fruits that my money tree had provided me, Leonardo decided to leave for Europe. I can bet he’s in Paris right now, eating Caviar off some young hot French ass.

  She walked out of the bathroom naked with water dripping off her, leaving a trail of water drops on the floor behind her. She took her time walking by the TV and blocking my view. “Could you excuse me? Please.” I was joking of course.

  She pretended to not hear and pushed my magazines off the shelf. “I’m sorry.” She slowly arched over and picked it up, exposing her luscious clean pussy that I loved so much. I watched as a water drop traveled down her entrance to clit and then fell to the floor. I could not take my eyes off it.

  “Baby get over here.” I gave her that look where I bit my lip and grabbed my crotch. She knew she was about to get fucked.

  “Look at the time, I must be going.” She walked off in the bedroom and closed the door. I barged in to see her lying on the bed with her legs wide open.

  Her pink nipple stood stiff with a water pellet on the tip; I licked the water off her nipple. Hmm. I licked the other nipple too, and then I made a trail starting at her breast to her neck then stopped at her lips. I gave her a gentle kiss while inhaling the freshness of her skin. She ran her hand through my hair and pulled me in for the second kiss. We explored each other’s mouths; we massaged our tongues together. I closed my eyes, for I did not need sight. All my other senses were already preoccupied with her: The scent of the soap she used; it smelled like flowers, hearing her heavy breathing and her occasional soft moans, the feeling of her hand lightly rubbing against my cheek, the taste was the easy part; Vanilla Chocolate that we shared together.

  “I love you” She said.

  “I love you too.” I replied. I opened my eyes to see her staring at me. Deep within those eyes were stars and galaxies; a vast depth of beauty and complexity. It swallowed me whole, and I assure you, I was lost in them.

  Our lips, as if it were somehow magnetized, drew closer and closer until there was no space between them. As our tongue meet and clash again, I slid my hand between her thighs and what I encountered was warmth and wetness. She made a small gasp and bit my lips. I journeyed further up her thighs, and like a knee jerk reaction; she closed her thighs, leaving my hand stuck. She broke the kiss. “Oh god.” She whispered. Her grip loosens, and I am now free to roam again, and roam I did.

  My fingers reached the end of its journey. I was greeted with lips, both to be exact. She kissed my neck and my fingers moved along her pussy lips to her clit. I applied a little pressure and moved slow and circular. I went to the opening to wet my fingers with her juice and return to rubbing her swollen clit. She tried to kiss me properly but failed miserably, her body twisted and turned as jolts of pleasure ran through her body. She twitched hard, as if she was being struck by lightning, and in this case; lightning did struck the same place twice, in fact it struck the same place many times. I began rubbing her clit faster and I could feel her body begging for more. She bit her lips and closed her eyes when I leaned in and sucked on her nipples.

  I moved from the clitoris along the lips and my fingers were ready to enter. She anticipated it; licking her lips and holding her breath. I slid two fingers into her slit, she began exhaled heavy and I could feel her contracting. “Oh shit.” She moaned, while her eyes squinted. She grabbed my arm, digging her nails into my skin. “Oh god. Hmmmm.” Her moans grew louder.

  I opened her legs wider, got down and passionately kissed her clit. Her taste enticed me, I gently sucked on her swollen button in a nice slow rhythm, making sure to do it loudly and slobber. She loved that, she also loved when my beard tickle her whole area, it drove her fucking insane. She wrapped her legs around my neck, forcing my face into her cunt. I make long quick flicks with my tongues and the tighter she gripped my hair was the faster I went. She gripped harder, shoving my face deeper. Yes, that’s it, fuck my face. I could hardly keep up with her hips swaying and rubbing her juice all over my face, but I tried. I worked my tongue however I could, making sure to lick everywhere. “AHHH SHIT!!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. She gripped my head even harder and squeezed her shaking thighs around my face. I was suffocating and I loved it. Choke me, baby. She screamed and writhed as her orgasm washed over her body. Her weak legs loosen and fell from my face. She twitched in pleasure every other second and it was lovely sight. I felt I had done a good job, but my job wasn’t quite done as yet.

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p; She rolled over on the bed; exposing that ass I love so much and buried her face in the sheets. I spread her ass cheek just to see the string of her juice and cream stretched from one ass cheek to the other. Cream was oozing from her pussy and streaming down her thighs. I flung her around and bust open her legs, my dick was so fucking hard and ready. The aroma from her pussy even got me more excited. I took my position and entered her warmth. She wrapped her legs around me and used her heel to push my torso deeper into her soaking pussy. I gave her slow deep thrust while sucking on her neck, our thrusts were synchronized and we fucked and rode each other in harmonious motion.

  “I want to go on top!” She said. She pulled herself up and spun me around. Now I was on the bed and this gorgeous woman is on top of me. She rode me like a good cowgirl and all I could do was stare at her beautiful breast bouncing as she bounced on my cock. I wanted to explode in her, but no, not yet. I relaxed and let her took control. She was riding my cock good, probably too good. “Slow down.” I tell her. She knew her pussy was magic and she could make me bust off in a second if she wanted to.

  She had my dick flexing and turning in her sweet hole. “You’re trying to fight the cum?” She asked.

  “Yes.” I nodded my head.

  “Okay.” She said with a mischievous grin. She bounced on my cock even harder. She’s fucking evil. She looked down on me and bit her lips. My cock was in paradise and loved/hated every minute of it. I gripped the sheets, I trying to win this battle no matter how hard she twisted, turned and flexed her pussy on my dick. I will not cum! I hoped. She saw the effort on my face. “Baby, what’s wrong?” she said, knowing fully how much she was torturing me. “Baby, don’t fight it.” She is toying with me. Shit. Shit. I was going to lose so I did the only thing I could do; I begged for mercy.

  “Please babe, not yet, not yet.” I pleaded.