Bad Boys Rule

by Naughty Aphrodite

  “I’m feeling tired now,” Justin finally announced and my heart started beating like a train on a track as I knew that Emily and I would soon be alone in each other’s company for the first time since I’d met her. I felt distinctly nervous as Emily took Justin to his room and put him in bed. This was a very unusual nervousness for me as I was used to having a girl out of her clothes within half an hour of meeting her. Perhaps it was the fact that Emily had made it so hard for me to even get a first date with her that had created the excitement of the moment. It suddenly dawned on me that I’d spent most of my time chasing after cheap experiences that weren’t half as exciting as what I felt in that moment.

  “I do hope you have some other skills that are slightly more impressive than your knowledge about pizzas,” Emily spoke up from the entrance to the living room and when I looked up I saw that she’d changed into a flimsy nighty.

  “Why do you look so stunned? Not used to a girl seducing you, Mr. Italian charmer?” she said in a low voice and my erection almost hurt me as it pressed against my trousers.

  “Justin is fast asleep so now would be a good time to make up for the fact that you didn’t live up to your promise about the pizza,” Emily said and I finally managed to say something through the lump in my voice.

  “I guess I have a lot to make up for,” I whispered and slowly got up from the couch. I walked over to where she was standing and took her in my arms.

  “A whole lot to make up for,” she replied and then our lips met like comets in space that had always been perfectly aligned on a collision course.

  EMILY

  I couldn’t believe what I was doing. This was very far removed from the innocent country girl that only ever dreamed about acting. It was the first time in my life I’d ever attempted to seduce a man, but from the looks of it, I wasn’t half bad at it.

  “Let me show you the rest of the house,” I whispered as I stroked Nathan’s rock hard manhood through his trousers.

  “This way to my bedroom,” I added and pulled him inside my room and closed the door behind us.

  I slipped out of my nighty and Nathan was out of his own clothes in a flash. We stood there naked in front of each other for a moment and then our passion took over.

  Nathan took me and pressed my body hard against his own as we kissed hungrily. His hands were all over me and I finally understood why he acted so cocky sometimes. His hands were more than just skilled as he caressed me all over. From the way he expertly stroked me to heights of pleasure I’d never experienced before, I knew that he’d done this many, many times before in his life. Gone was the hesitation he’d displayed on the factory floor as he struggled to fit various computer components together. Nathan was now a maestro conducting an orchestra and I was the willing instrument making beautiful music to the dictation of his expert fingers.

  I wasn’t surprised or offended at all when he produced a condom from somewhere and effortlessly fitted in over his engorged member…to be honest, it only served to heighten the excitement of the moment for me when I realized that he’d wanted me right from the start as he’d brought some protection along.

  “Come over here and show me what you can do,” I whispered and lay back on my small single bed. I felt myself going dizzy as Nathan shoved his cock into my wet slit and the little bed that had seen so many of my lonely tears was now transformed into an incredible vessel of pleasure as we made love like teenagers doing it with their parents right there in the next room. We had to keep our voices and our sighs of pleasure down as we didn’t want to wake Justin and this just added to the secretive delight of the moment.

  I clawed my nails into Nathan’s back and this seemed to spur him on to even greater heights as he started moving his powerful hips faster and faster. I gasped for air and it felt as if he was setting my entire body on fire with his incredible movements and wonderful kisses.

  We finally made it all the way over that rainbow together and Nathan arched his back as his body exploded with an orgasm at the same time as I felt my muscles contracting with an incredible climax.

  He fell down on top of me, exhausted from our incredible love session and I held on to him tightly as our passion subsided. It wasn’t long before I felt him stirring inside me again and before I knew it Nathan started moving his hips up and down again as we began our incredible symphony of lust and desire all over of the second time.

  It turned into a long night of bliss and I knew that, whatever happened afterward, it had made me believe again in the possibility of happy endings with my whole heart and entire being.

  NATHAN

  I whistled as I walked home and I don’t think I’d ever experienced any emotion quite like the happiness I felt right at that moment.

  It wasn’t just the incredible sex we’d had that made me feel that way, although our passion had taken us to a level of pleasure I’d seldom reached with any other woman in my life. It was also the sense of warmth and the happy family atmosphere I’d experienced as we all sat there in Emily’s living room eating our pizza and playing cards as if it was the most exciting game in the world.

  I thought of how Emily had smiled at me as she stood there with that incredibly sexy nighty. I knew it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my entire life. There was just something about the soft glow of the light on her face and the seductive smile on her lips that were now imprinted in my mind forever and I knew that I would never get that picture out of my head as long as I lived.

  I thought back to the times we’d spent together as a family in the Edwards household and I realized that what I’d considered to be happy family times before couldn’t hold a candle to the simple joy and love I’d felt there in Emily’s apartment. In the Edwards house, any family time always included my father rambling off some figures about all of the money he’d made with his latest deal and my mother smiling her bored smile while waiting for my dad to finish his counting. I don’t think we ever once played a single card game or anything else like that and the closest thing to a family get together we’d ever had was watching TV together on the massive screen in our house. Everything in our house always revolved around money and it was as if our joy, pleasure, and love only had any value when we could measure it in dollars.

  My dad had forbidden me to tell anyone that I was an Edward, but that was not the true reason I didn’t tell Emily who I really was. The truth is that I felt ashamed of the way I’d grown up when I saw how Emily managed to keep smiling after all of the hardship she’d had to face in a world where she couldn’t fix everything with credit cards and bankrolls the way I’d been used to doing as an Edward boy.

  I loved the way that I could simply relax around her. At Emily’s house, I could just be myself and take off the mask of pretense I’d always worn as a young boy. When Emily laughed about the fact that I couldn’t really make a pizza at all, it made me feel like I’d been let out of jail. No longer did I feel like I had to perform brilliantly to live up to anyone’s expectations or that I had to cover up for the things I couldn’t do. It was okay that I didn’t know how and I wasn’t rejected because I couldn’t live up to some incredible standard of excellence.

  In the short space of time that I’d spent as a normal young man facing the real world for the first time, a lot of my preconceived notions had already been changed. I no longer thought of everything in terms of money and I didn’t measure my joy with reference to how many other rich kids had been around to see me having fun. I now understood how thrilling it was to get your first real paycheck and how difficult it was to save up enough money for a TV.

  For the first time in my life, I understood the parallel between effort and reward and I started feeling a very distinct sense of disdain for the way in which my father acted as if another billion dollars was nothing more than he deserved for the relatively little effort he put into his business. He never really worked all that hard. For my dad, a hard day at the office consisted of him sitting behind his expensive desk a
nd just talking a lot. It couldn’t compare to the real sweat and effort that all of the workers on the factory floor of Edward Electronics put in on a daily basis and, to be perfectly honest, my dad didn’t have clue what real work was all about.

  My dad’s efforts to educate me about the real world was now backfiring in a way, as my experiences were revealing to me just how little my own father truly understood about the ‘real world’ that he’d been so eager to teach me all about.

  During the days that followed my visit to Emily’s apartment and the wonderful time I’d had there with her and little Justin, I spent a lot of time thinking about things and I realized that my focus was shifting away from being a totally self-absorbed young man to noticing the needs of others around me. One of the things that had struck me about my visit to Emily’s place was the fact that Justin didn’t seem to have any nice toys, apart from a couple of old and broken cars and the pack of cards that we’d played gin rummy with. This seemed a little sad to me, although I could totally understand that Emily probably did not have any money left for toys after she’d paid all of her living expenses on the meager salary she received from the factory.

  God knows that’s the one thing I now understood; how difficult it was to survive when you worked hard all day and got paid almost nothing for your efforts. I’d been saving up to buy me a TV as I found it very difficult to relax at home without any company and without any TV or movies to keep me occupied after work. I started toying in my head with the idea of rather using the money I’d saved up for a TV to spoil Emily’s son, as I thought this would be far more of an investment in everyone’s happiness.

  I have to be perfectly honest and admit that I did expect some kind of reward for my generosity, as I was hoping that Emily would see that I had a heart of gold and perhaps she would seduce me again like she did the first time I visited. All in all, I thought it would be a win-win situation for everyone and if everything worked out I would be spending a lot more time at Emily’s place anyway, so I wouldn’t really need a TV to entertain myself.

  I really enjoyed driving to the factory in the mornings with Emily on the days when she managed to get her car started and one morning after she’d picked me up at my apartment and while we were driving to the factory I put my hand on her leg and started stroking it as we were driving.

  “What are you doing Nathan!” Emily said with mock indignation as I moved my hand further and further up her leg.

  “Nothing, just getting you warmed up for the working day,” I said with a naughty smile and started stroking her clit. There was no other traffic around and the road towards the factory was very quiet, except for Emily’s deep sighs as I continued playing with her clit while she drove.

  “Aaah...Nathan! You’re going to make me cause an accident if you don’t stop,” she complained and I started stroking her faster and faster until I could feel her body tensing and relaxing again with intense pleasure.

  “Now you’re ready to do some serious fitting on the assembly line,” I said and Emily blushed and laughed as she pulled her clothes back into place. That entire day Emily smiled as if she’d won the lottery and even Jerry remarked that she’d never looked so happy before to be working an early shift. Emily and I cast each other knowing glances all day long and I got the distinct impression that she was getting ready to allow me to get a little closer to her.

  During my lunch breaks, I began going out to shops close to the factory and looking around for the right gift to buy Justin. One particular place had a sale on and I realized that I would be able to buy Justin more than just one gift if I worked really hard and managed to get enough money together before the sale ended.

  I put my name down to work overtime, although my deal with my dad only required me to work normal hours. Apart from learning a lot more about the manufacturing process at the factory during the time I worked overtime, I also learned one more thing about Emily; she worked overtime almost constantly. That’s when I truly started to understand how difficult it must have been for her as a single mother and what a challenge it probably was just to pay the rent and buy food for Justin and herself.

  I asked Emily out a number of times, but she didn’t accept any of my invitations and for some reason seemed to be resisting my advances. I couldn’t understand why she was doing this, especially after the incredible sex we’d had and for a guy like me who was used to having girls chasing after him this was quite an unusual turn of events. I was not about to give up that easily, though, and continued to work overtime as often as I could to save up enough money for Justin’s gift. I still believed that Emily would eventually give in to me and see me again after work sometimes.

  I felt confident that when she saw the joy on Justin’s little face when I gave him his gifts she would realize that I was a good guy and the last of her resistance would simply melt away.

  During the days that followed I discovered that I had a new vision. I felt a true motivation to get up and go to work in the morning for the first time since I’d started working at the factory. I realized that to work for unselfish reasons was much more of a positive driving force than going to work purely for yourself.

  EMILY

  The evening with Nathan had been heaven on earth and it made me feel almost human again. He was such a constant surprise to me and even though it was more than just a little irresponsible it had been one of the sexiest experiences of my life when he stroked me to an early morning orgasm on our way to the factory that day.

  Nathan was so very different from what I’d expected he would be like once I got to know him. It was wonderful to see how Justin reacted with a man like Nathan in the house and the immediate impact his presence had had on my son seemed to be all good. I never got around to doing the dishes after dinner when Nathan visited, probably because Nathan and I ended up doing each other in my bedroom instead. When I got up the following morning I was shocked to see that all the dishes were washed and neatly stacked in the drying rack. Justin proudly announced that he had decided to help me out by doing the dishes and he asked when Nathan was coming over to play cards with him again.

  I realized that Nathan’s visit had made just as much of an impact on my boy as it had made on me. As wonderful as all of this felt, it also posed a very real problem in the long run. I could perhaps take a chance on Nathan and try to see where the relationship between us went and just cry my eyes out for a couple of days to get over it if it all went wrong. Justin, however, was a young boy who’d lived without a father for most of his life and if he started seeing Nathan as a father and Nathan had to suddenly disappear from our lives it would be absolutely devastating for him. This was something I could never allow to happen, as I was already worried that Justin might end up with emotional problems once he started going to school and realized that he didn’t have all of the material things the other kids had. I needed to shield him from any additional hurt and decided to put the brakes on any further development of the relationship between Nathan and I. It almost broke my heart to think that I couldn’t simply let myself go and fall in love with a wonderful guy like Nathan, but I had to put my son’s interests first.

  However, I started seeing a lot more of Nathan at the factory and thought it was strange that he worked so much overtime. He’d never struck me as the kind of guy who had any real designs on moving up the ladder at the factory and I wondered why he was suddenly working so hard. I’d made it clear to Nathan that the evening he’d spent at my place had been absolute bliss, but turned down any further invitations to go out with him despite the fact that he asked me out on dates all the time. It wasn’t really a question of rejecting Nathan’s advances altogether and I tried to make it clear to him that I just needed more time to get used to the idea of having a man in my life again.

  “One of these days you’re going to think back to what we did in your bedroom and then you will have no choice but to see me again,” Nathan said one day as we were slaving away on the assembly line.

/>   “Shh, just now someone hears what you’re saying!” I said and looked around to see if there was anyone around who might have heard Nathan’s remark. We were all alone and I breathed a sigh of relief

  “Are you kidding me? No one here cares a shit about anything we do after work,” he said and laughed.

  “You’re very wrong about that,” I replied. “People around here take a keen interest in their fellow workers’ personal lives and they would love nothing better than knowing what we’d been up to after work.”

  “Yeah sure, now tell me what I’ve got to do to let you see me again!?”

  “Stop asking me that Nathan, I told you it’s impossible right now with my situation at home…just give me some time to get everything under control and then you can come over again one evening.”