by Mia Ford
“Yes. I was tired just like I told Dad this morning,” I snapped as my hand slipped over my mouth in shock. “How was court?”
“Intense. I’m going back tomorrow for more, but it was tough on the jurors as well as…everyone in the room.” The case was a public murder trial of a family, and even I woke up at night gasping from the nightmares I’d been having. The research was brutal, and this was not a time to act like a bitch towards Payne. “I was going to go home, but I wanted to see you.”
He stared at his door and we both walked in before he closed it and crushed his lips to mine. I knew he needed this as I pulled him closer and met my tongue move rough against his. It didn’t take long for me to be on his desk, first sitting as he finger fucked me into an orgasm before shoving his cock into my mouth. Somewhere through that act, Payne told me to her on my knees on the surface as he found a condom in his desk drawer. He eased in but once I was ready, Payne fucked me hard and deep. We both came with hard breaths since I couldn’t scream right now and he slipped his hands over my body slow and firm. “Go to the doctor this week. I don’t want to use those with you anymore.” I was all too familiar with the tense atmosphere, having seen my father through some tough cases. This affected me more and I nodded as I slipped my underwear back on. “Want to leave early and come to my house? I can’t be here with all of the pictures and words today.”
“Dad is noticing my absence. I need to be there more,” I blurted out softly as he gave me a long look while he zipped his pants.
“I heard that myself last night,” he told me as pain crossed his eyes. “We’ll just have to be careful.”
“Should I quit?” I asked as his eyes darkened.
“No, you are the best assistant that I’ve ever had, and I need you near me now. Now, more than ever.” Payne protested as he draped his tie around his neck. “I am going to go to the condo. Leave in an hour and meet me there. I still need to be inside of you.” He grabbed his briefcase and left, making me walk over to his desk to watch him leave before I dropped into my seat.
I worked for another hour and slowly gathered my things to leave for the day. It was only three, so I had time to spend with Payne as well as Dad. I could make this work since they both meant so much to me.
I went to the condo and found him drinking whiskey in a pair of workout shorts, freshly showered and getting drunk. I remembered being little and asking Dad if he needed another job because his made him sad sometimes. The look on Payne’s face reminded me of that, and I dropped all my things onto the couch before I clutched his face to kiss him.
I felt all his stress in the kiss, deepening it to try and pull it from his soul. I sensed his darkness at the bleakness of the crime that he was trying to prove in court and welcomed it as our clothes were thrown to the floor.
Back in his room, Payne tied me up with one of his ties, binding me to the headboard as he went down on my pussy rough and carelessly. I came hard twice in the process, weeping through it as his hands gripped me painfully. This was going fast, but I couldn’t stop it, nor did I want to. I just wanted Payne. He pulled away and crawled between my legs as he took me with one thrust. “Payne, fuck,” I moaned as his heat singed my walls.
“I am clean. I am going to pull out and come on your stomach…I just need you.” I slid my hands down over his back, gripping him as he thrust deeper. Payne wasn’t worried about me today, and I screamed for more as he drove himself inside of me again.
His teeth nipped at my breast as I tightened around him, coming with a small keen before he pulled out and shot his warmth on my stomach and breasts. Some of it even hit my face and Payne rolled on the bed beside me, panting loudly. I had stared at him before I looked at the mess on my body, more turned on than ever. Payne got up slowly and went to get a towel to clean me off before he pulled me to him.
We rested quietly for a while before I started to suck him, reaching for a condom to roll over him with shaking hands as I met his gaze. “We have to be careful, Payne.” I straddled him, staring down at his cock before I lowered my body on it, craving him again. I groaned as I sank down, taking all of him as his hands soothed my hips for a moment before one hand strayed to rub my nipple. I rocked against him, finding the best angle before I started to ride him. I didn’t understand wanting someone so many times in a day but there was no getting enough of him today. He was everything and we made love again before I forced myself to leave and eat dinner with Dad.
Even if I lied and said that I was dating someone, Dad wouldn’t want me to be vague. He was close to me, and I always told him so much that the idea would immediately be suspicious. We needed to be careful, and I spent fifteen minutes in the bathroom cleaning myself up. My hair was the hardest part, and I struggled to make it look as it did when I left the house as Payne watched.
I kissed him and ran to my car to hurry home.
I arrived home at half past five and hurried inside with a bright smile on my face. Dad was fixing chicken on the counter, and he looked past me. “No Payne?”
“He had that trial today, and I think it took a lot out of him,” I replied as Dad frowned.
“That’s why I thought he’d be here. Payne always comes over after that. I wonder if he’s seeing someone now. Do you know?” Dad asked as I reached into the fridge for wine to cool off my heated skin.
“I don’t think so? I haven’t noticed anything,” I replied as I poured it, thinking back to the way Payne looked at me while I was on top of him. “Want a beer?” I got one when Dad said yes and told him that I was going to change. I hurried up to my room and pulled on some yoga pants and a comfortable t-shirt before I went into the bathroom and pulled my hair up into a messy bun. When I returned to the kitchen, Dad was at the grill cooking and I searched the fridge for a vegetable to have with dinner. I steamed some frozen corn and heated up some French bread to go along with it. I got both in serving dishes and brought them outside as I asked Dad if he wanted to eat out here.
He did.
We settled at the larger bistro style table together and he said that he called Payne, who sounded drunk. I feigned surprise as he looked worriedly at me. “How are you handling the cases? Are they getting to you, Vie?”
“A bit but I expect that will pass. I’ve been exposed to this stuff for years. It’s just the family killing that is disturbing to me,” I replied as he nodded.
“That doesn’t go way but Payne normally lets things roll off his back easier. He handles it well and loves it enough to keep going.” I could see the worry in Dad’s eyes and I smiled reassuringly.
“This is a tough case. I’ve been helping with the research so I get it. He just needs to rest with all the late nights and the work. He’ll bounce back.” I knew that I would be the one to help him, through sex and companionship but I couldn’t say that.
“Yeah, you’re right. I’ve been there myself.” The food was delicious but I was nervous as I ate and kept drinking wine. Dad seemed to relax and discussed some of his cases, none that were currently as bad as the one that me and Payne were going through. I kept taking bites because under the anxiety, I was also starving from all the activity this afternoon. We cleaned up together and watched some television before I told him I was exhausted.
I went up to bed and sent Payne a text to check in on him, but there was nothing sent back. He’d sent a few earlier that were suggestive and a little sad, making me long to go and crawl into his bed with him. I curled up under my covers and slept fitfully that night, tormented by Payne’s obvious suffering.
This is either going to be the best thing in my life or the worst…perhaps both.
I managed a run just to chill myself out before work, glad that it was Friday. I wondered if Payne would take the weekend off and with that thought, I grew curious as to what he would do. We couldn’t go away for the weekend, at least not without lying. I knew that he had a long day in court today as well, so I kept myself busy and decided to have lunch with Melody.
“So, Brad is dra
gging me to a bar tonight to watch some hockey game with his friends. I like the sport but they’re…insane over it. Come join me and let me be a girl from time to time? Please?” Her green eyes begged me and I hated that I wondered what Payne was doing.
“Sure. Which bar?” I asked as she clapped her hands. It was one close to work and popular with the building and I agreed to meet her right after work. We headed back to the office and I noticed that Payne wasn’t there, so I assumed that he was going home after he was done.
I met them at the bar and Melody was thrilled. I chatted with her a lot but some of the friends seemed to take an interest in me as well, coming near me to start a conversation. I was friendly but I didn’t encourage anything even as she told me who the better guys were. They just made me miss Payne and I answered his text in the bathroom, telling him where I was. He was home and wanting me to come by, so I promised him that I’d make a polite exit soon and take an Uber to his house. I’d been drinking to release some of my tension today and instead of helping, it made me miss Payne.
I stayed for another hour before I pretended that I got a call and needed to leave. I hugged Melody and told the guys how great it was to meet them before I hit the bathroom and got my ride set up. I walked outside and leaned against the building as I looked over the city that I loved so much, realizing how much it changed.
I was sleeping with my father’s best friend and a man that was something of an uncle to me. He was also considerably older than I was as well as my boss. Despite all of that, I knew that I was falling in love with Payne. I was for years before this but now it was heavy in my heart as I watched the yellow Focus pull up to the curb.
I walked over to it, greeting the woman behind the wheel as I buckled up in the back seat. We headed off towards the condo and I wondered what to do about my situation. I knew I wasn’t going to leave him and I was certain that he didn’t want that either. I thanked her when we arrived and keyed in the code to get into the gate before I walked up to his place. Knocking on the door, I waited as I listened to the game on the television through the thick wood. It was loud.
Payne finally answered in some shorts and a t-shirt, pulling me inside before he kicked the door closed. I loved him when he kissed me, his tongue hot and eager in my mouth. I loved him when he pulled me to the couch to strip me, worshiping my body as I gave all of myself to him. I promised him that I had a doctor’s appointment the following week as he reluctantly slipped a condom on in his bedroom.
He took me on my knees that night as I held on tightly to his intricate metal headboard. It was gorgeous and rough as I rocked with him, surprised when he smacked me lightly in between thrusts. I cried out, dampening around his cock as he struck me again. I never imagined that I’d enjoy something like that but I cried out as he did it for a third time, coming forcefully over him.
Payne told me that he loved doing that and had plans for me in the future, as I dropped onto my stomach. My entire body felt like it was pulsing and I took several deep breaths as Payne went to get some cold bottled water. I sipped it, holding my head up weakly before I collapsed back onto the bed. My feelings were pounding in my brain as he slipped closer to me.
We met up as much as possible over the next few weeks, fucking every chance that we could get. I wasn’t fucking Payne though, I was making love with him. I was falling for him more with each time together.
I went on birth control pills, taking them for the required time before he threw away the box of condoms. It was better to have him inside of me like this, along with the experimentation that we had going on together. I was learning that I appreciated light pain and that nipple clamps made me come when they were played with. I liked being spanked with a variety of items as well and Payne loved shopping for different things.
Before I knew it, Christmas was right around the corner. I planned a meal to cook for Payne and Dad, a tradition that we’d been keeping for years. This year, it was so different because I was madly in love with Payne. We’d been seeing one another for a few months now and it was real to both of us, though we were reluctant to share it with anybody.
He told me that he loved me by his Christmas tree one night after we’d made love on the rug between that and the living room fireplace. I smiled and told him the same and we both agreed a few moments later that we still couldn’t tell anybody.
We made love again and I went home to sleep, as I’d been doing the entire time we’d been seeing one another.
The good thing was that Dad met a woman at his office that he was dating. Her name was Lauren and she was a blonde that I got on with well. More than that, he was spending a lot of time with her and I could see Payne more. Lauren was at our house for dinner some and he seemed distracted by that, so me and Payne took advantage of it.
I went to see him on Christmas Eve, using the excuse of getting a few errands done to Dad and Lauren. They were watching a movie on the couch since we all had it off. Oddly enough, she was an assistant to an attorney at a separate firm than any of us. I went right to his condo and from there, right to his bed where we made love for two hours.
We rested together after, breathing heavily. Payne was coming over for dinner later and he was going to be over the following day for breakfast and dinner as well. This year, we were both feeling the strain of our ongoing relationship and struggling with the new obstacle in the tradition.
I’d suggested just telling Dad a few times, but Payne hesitated. Even with him being happy with Lauren, Dad was still Payne’s best friend and someone that he trusted. He was reluctant to break the bond and I was admittedly scared myself. I just wanted the freedom to sleep with Payne at his house, to wake up in his arms to make breakfast together. He told me repeatedly that he wanted the same thing but his fear held him back and today, I think that we were feeling that more than usual. It was Christmas and you were supposed to be with those that you loved.
I returned home and told Dad that the stores were out of the last-minute items that I was looking for with a forced laugh, assuring him that he had some great gifts underneath our massive tree in the corner of the living room. I hadn't had a lot of time to shop but I knew that Dad loved gadgets.
Lauren watched me from the couch, sipping coffee as a knowing look passed over her face. She was taking him to meet her family after our early dinner just an hour or so away, possibly to spend the night. They hadn’t decided. I was just going to make homemade pizza for dinner along with a big salad to keep it easy for everyone.
Payne arrived at four and Dad let him in, clapping him on the back as he wished him a Merry Christmas. Payne gave Lauren a brief hug and came into the kitchen to hug me and kiss my cheek before he whispered that he loved me. He pulled away and grabbed a beer from the fridge before joining them in the living room. I made sure that everything was good in the oven before I went to sit on the couch with everyone with my wine. I hesitated on drinking any with the possibility that I could spend the night at Payne’s, but knew that was risky.
Lauren got a call from her parents and hung up with a wide grin. Her blue eyes twinkled as she told Dad they could spend the night, asking me if it was okay if they got home after breakfast. Her parents were in their eighties with Lauren just being thirty-three herself and she valued all the time with them that she could get. I told them not to worry at all, meeting Payne’s eyes across the room as he smiled at me.
We ate the pizza and opened a few gifts between ourselves, and I loved the gift card for the book store along with the new summer scarf. Those were from Lauren and Dad, and I accepted a small gift from Payne with the knowledge that he had something later for me. That was a gift card for the coffee stand in our building and I laughed and thanked him as I leaned against the couch.
Dad and Lauren got some things together and left with hugs, telling us that they would see us in the morning. Payne and I told them to have fun and walked back into the house, still until we heard the gate closing behind them.
I launched myself into his arms,
kissing him hungrily. This rarely happened here and I was going to enjoy every moment of it. Payne reached over to lock the door and set the alarm before we ran up to my room, leaving the door open.
The guest room that he would use was down the hall from my room, so it was possible to escape there if necessary. Payne pulled me to him again for a slow, deep kiss and unzipped my gray slacks to drop them to the floor. I was wearing a deep purple thong, something I’d changed into since being at his place. Payne’s hands ran over my bare ass slowly as he made love to my mouth, finally slipping inside as he eased his fingers towards my wet pussy.
That was the first way that I came, kissing him as he stroked my eager clit. The second was when I was sucking him off while sitting on his face, something that I loved. I was feeling especially horny these days, but I contributed that to the fact that I didn’t get to see Payne as often as I’d like to.
We made love in my bed, needy and rough. I collapsed with a happy giggle beside him afterward, feeling my stomach growl. I went to get us some water and a plate of the Christmas cookies that I’d made with some of my free time, though not as many as I normally baked. I’d also made some for Payne on one of the stolen afternoons at his house, pretending that we lived together free and happy as I hummed around his kitchen.
We ate in my bed and talked about holidays past, both agreeing that this one was the best. He stroked my stomach as we spoke, making me shiver as my nipples pebbled in the dim room. “Someday I want to be at our place on Christmas like this.”
“I want that as well,” I told him as I looked at his handsome face. I was young and had time for all of that, but I wasn’t certain where he was at in his life. Though Payne was married briefly, he had no children and didn’t seem to miss that in his busy life. I wasn’t set on having children yet, but I’d tossed the idea around a few times. Dad would love it and I loved seeing the babies that friends were having when I could. “How, though?”