Daddy's Best Friend: An Older Man Younger Woman Box Set

by Charlize Starr

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  I reached for him and put my hand on his face. His beard tickled my fingertips and I could feel my pussy throbbing.

  “I can’t stop thinking about you either, Carl,” I said and he reached for my hand, clasping it in his large warm one.

  “This feels wrong,” he said and I slid over to him, settling on his lap. Our faces were aligned again and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

  “It doesn’t feel wrong to me. It feels right,” I said and I leaned towards him. Carl closed the gap between our mouths. My lips were on his again, and he forced his tongue to part my mouth so he could explore me.

  My hands worked on the buttons of his shirt while he drew the hem of my dress up. I flipped his shirt open and my hands roamed over his muscular wide chest. I’d been dying to touch him. All these days, I’d been living off my memory of his body and now he was with me again. It felt impossible.

  Our lips smacked when we parted. We were both breathing heavily now.

  “I’ve been fantasizing about having you again, your beautiful body,” he grumbled, as his fingers touched my pussy through the thin fabric of my lace panties.

  I bit down on my lip as I moved on his lap. His fingers were doing that thing to my clit again, stroking it, making it throb and pant with desire. I reached for the button and zip on his jeans, working them so that his boxers were revealed to me.

  “Virginia!” he growled my name and caught a bunch of my hair in his hand. He yanked my face up so that he could look into my eyes.

  “You are so fucking delicious!” he stated and a smile tugged my lips. I liked that he was losing control; that he had no desire to hold back anymore.

  I eased his cock out of his briefs and stroked it. Today I was bold. I had wanted him so badly for three weeks that I had too many pent up fantasies inside me. I wasn’t ready to take it slow this time. I wanted his cock with a renewed desperation that I knew he could sense too.

  His hands traveled from my hair and down my back until he was cupping my ass. I could feel his fingers playing with the band of my panties, tugging at them while I stroked his throbbing thick cock with my hand.

  I heard the rip of my panties and he grunted. He pushed the material aside so that the folds of my sensitive wet pussy were now grazing against the coarse texture of his jeans.

  “Carl, I want you inside me,” I purred, and our eyes locked. I couldn’t believe I had said the words, and it seemed like he couldn’t believe it, either. He lifted me up by my ass, just enough for his cock to slide into me.

  “I don’t want to hurt you, beautiful,” he growled and I shook my head.

  “You can never hurt me,” I said and wrapped my arms around his neck.

  He settled me back down on his cock and I could feel it parting my folds as he pushed himself into me. We both grunted at the same time. This time, his cock had gone way deeper than the last time. Nearly his full length was inside me and I could feel the tip stroking that spot again.

  I started moving because I didn’t know what else to do. I moved my hips and I stretched my torso, thrusting my breasts out towards his face. Carl smiled before he showed me exactly the way he wanted it.

  He helped me up and I slid back down on his cock again so that now I was bouncing on his lap, riding his cock. I moaned loudly, as I felt him fill me up; nothing had felt this good. My hair flailed everywhere, and I purred and moaned with every thrust. His face was pinched and dark while he stared at how my body moved.

  The car shook with our thrusts and it was filled with the sounds of my moans and Carl’s grunts. We were having sex furiously. His cock was pounding into my pussy like this was our last day on earth. I could feel him big and thick inside me – my pussy was small but it stretched for him, accommodating his length and width. The impossible was happening; his cock was completely inside me.

  It was too hot to handle – he was stroking that spot inside me that was going to make all the knots in my belly come undone.

  I dug my nails into his shoulders as I held him, and then biting down on my lip I rocked myself to an orgasm. Carl was smiling as I came. This time I screeched loudly and threw my head back. My body was soaring, I could feel my toes curling in my pumps as my orgasm reached its highest height.

  Carl shot inside me and I moved my hips. I kept riding him up and down on his throbbing cock while he shook and came inside me. I could feel his seed dribbling down the insides of my thighs; I could feel him filling me up.

  Our breaths and moans were mingled as we came together, and I couldn’t stop laughing. This was the best feeling in the world: to be with him, to have his cock inside me.

  When my orgasm began to fade, I fell forward onto him, resting my cheek against his chest. He weaved his fingers into my hair and we tried to catch a breath.

  Now that the moment was over and our orgasms had come to an end, I could feel that familiar dread taking over me. Was he going to push me away again? Was this going to turn into one more memory to cling onto when he was gone?

  Carl was stroking my hair while I lay on him with my cheek on his chest. I could hear his heart beating and I didn’t want to say a word. I didn’t want to do anything that might ruin the moment.

  “Virginia,” he said my name groggily and I closed my eyes shut. I didn’t want him to leave. I didn’t want him saying once again that this had been a mistake.

  “I’m taking you back to my place,” he said and I straightened up, my cheeks flushed with excitement. I thought I had heard him wrong. Still on his lap, I stared into his eyes.

  “You mean you don’t want me to get out of your car?” I asked excitedly and Carl laughed lightly.

  “No, I don’t want you going anywhere,” he said and stroked my hair again. Then he leaned forward and placed a small, delicate kiss on the tip of my nose.

  I felt like my heart was soaring. This was too good to be true.

  Chapter 14 – Carl

  I woke up the next morning with Virginia in my arms, and I breathed in her scent. She was sleeping in my arms with her hair around her face like a crown on the pillows.

  I had spent the past three weeks dreaming about her every night, and now she was in my bed. I kissed her lightly on her forehead and she fluttered open her eyes.

  “Morning, beautiful,” I said to her and she smiled before sinking deeper into my arms. She kissed my chest and I could feel my erection tenting the covers. This wasn’t the time to lust after her body again; work needed to be done and it needed to be done right away.

  “Are you hungry? Do you want eggs?” I asked and slipped my arm away from under her head. She watched me as I started to get dressed.

  “I should make the eggs,” I heard her say with a laugh and I looked at her and smiled.

  “Maybe we can get a bite to eat on our way?” I suggested and Virginia sat up in bed. The covers fell away from her body, revealing her perfect breasts and those nipples I had sucked on the previous night. I wanted her again. I could feel it in my veins. I had to do everything in my power to not pounce on the bed.

  “On our way where? I don’t have my first class till midday. We could stay in bed and play hooky,” she said with a giggle in her voice, and I walked over to her as I zipped up my jeans.

  “Maybe tomorrow, beautiful, but today we need to go speak to your father,” I said and kissed the top of her head affectionately.

  “My father? We need to speak to Dad?” she squealed, jerking herself away from me.

  I crouched down on the floor beside her bed, and I reached for her hands.

  “Virginia, I love you and your father needs to know that,” I said and I watched as her eyes widened and then she threw her arms around my neck.

  ***

  Mike was sitting behind his desk in his office and staring up at our faces. Virginia was standing beside me, in her sexy red cocktail dress from the previous night. The one I had peeled off her when I brought her back to my place.

  Mike was looking at me and then at his daughter, and I could sense t
hat he was beyond shocked to see us both there together in his office together.

  “Weren’t you with your friend, Casey, last night, mouse?” he addressed to Virginia beside me and I could feel my muscles stiffen.

  This was not a conversation I ever thought I was going to have with this man I had known nearly all my life. He could see from the expression on my face that something was wrong. No matter how difficult I knew this conversation was going to be, I didn’t want to fuck Mike’s daughter behind his back anymore. He deserved to know the truth. It had gone beyond just wanting Virginia’s body; I wanted a real relationship with her.

  “No, Dad, I wasn’t at Casey’s house,” Virginia replied in a small voice and I watched as Mike’s eyes darkened and he looked at my face. He wanted answers.

  “Where did you find her, Carl? What was she doing?” he thundered at me and I clenched my jaws.

  “She wasn’t doing anything. She was with me,” I said and Mike jumped off his chair. He was leaning over his desk, and trying to glare into my eyes.

  “She was with you? All night? Why? What the fuck is going on here?” He was barking at us.

  “Dad! Please, just calm down. Let us explain,” Virginia said, but Mike only had eyes for me. No matter what happened between Virginia and me, I knew that it was always going to be my fault. I was the older one in the relationship. I was the one who should have known better.

  “Explain what? What was my daughter doing in your house last night, Carl?” Mike barked and I looked up at him and met his eyes.

  “She was in my house because we wanted to spend some time together,” I said and he narrowed his eyes at me like he was trying to understand. This was the most difficult conversation I’d had with anybody, and I just couldn’t get the words out of my system.

  “You wanted to spend some time together because you’ve grown close over the trip? Why didn’t you go for a meal? Or come over to our house?” Mike was jerking his face from mine to Virginia’s and back to mine again.

  “Dad, we’ve grown close over the trip, yes, but we wanted privacy,” Virginia tried explaining.

  “Privacy for what? Tell me what the fuck is going on!” Mike was screaming again and I could sense Virginia shuddering beside me.

  “Mike, you need to calm down. There is no need to scream at her. I will explain everything to you,” I said. Mike clenched his jaw at us and then sat back down on his chair with a thump.

  “Explain it then, Carl. Explain to me what exactly my daughter was doing in your house last night and why you didn’t bother telling me about it,” he snarled.

  “Mike, I will understand if after hearing this, you never want to see me again. I want you to know that I am prepared for that to happen,” I said.

  Both Virginia and her dad were staring at me as I spoke. I knew she was nervous. She had been nervous the whole journey here. She was happy that I had decided to speak to her father about it and that I wasn’t pushing her away from anymore, but she was also afraid of the rift that this was going to cause in our friendship and in her own relationship with her father.

  “Just tell me, Carl!” Mike growled and banged his fist down on the table. I sensed Virginia flinch beside me.

  “I’m in love with your daughter and I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you sooner,” I said.

  There was a deathly silence in the room. Mike’s face had turned red and he was glaring at me like he had just been slapped. When a few more moments of silence had passed between us, I knew I had to say something more.

  “This isn’t just a casual fling, Mike. I am in love with Virginia and as absurd as it sounds to you, she wants to be with me too,” I said. Mike glared at me and then at his daughter again.

  “Dad, I am in love with Carl. I always have been since I was a teenager. I haven’t had any boyfriends because of my feelings for him,” Virginia spoke up and I could see Mike’s mind whirling. He didn’t know how to comprehend this information; he didn’t even know whether to believe it or not.

  “Take a shot at me now, Mike, if you have to. Or else I’m going to leave and we never have to pretend to be friends again,” I said and stuck my hands into the pockets of my jeans.

  “Daddy . . . ” Virginia cried and Mike gulped. It was like he had lost the power of speech.

  “I’m going to go,” I said when I realized that there was no point in just standing there and glaring at each other.

  “Carl, wait!” Mike thundered and he had jumped out of his chair again. I was in the middle of turning from him and I stopped in my tracks. I was fully prepared for a punch. I couldn’t blame him for wanting to hit me. I had fucked his daughter and now I was claiming to be in love with her.

  “I don’t want to hit you,” Mike said, and I noticed that his voice had turned somber.

  “I deserve it,” I said and faced him again.

  “No, you don’t. You are a man and I know that my daughter is amazing,” Mike said and looked over at Virginia. There was a weak smile grazing his lips now, and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

  “If this isn’t a casual thing like you are claiming, what do I have to complain about?” Mike said and Virginia clamped a hand over her mouth. I could sense that she was happy to hear her father say it. All her nervousness had washed away. I still couldn’t get over how well Mike was taking it.

  “I mean it, Mike. I’m in love with her,” I said.

  I watched as my best friend stepped away from his chair, walked around the table, and approached me.

  “If she loves you, too, then I couldn’t have hoped for a better man for my daughter than you, Carl. I’ve known you all my life. I know what kind of man you are. I know that you will keep her safe and you will do your best to make her happy,” he said and then I watched in disbelief as Mike stuck a hand out to me.

  I shook his hand while Virginia squealed with joy beside us.

  “Dad! I can’t believe this. You just made me so happy, Dad,” she screeched and threw her arms around her father. I watched as the father and daughter hugged, after which she pulled herself away from him and came over to me.

  “Carl, you don’t have to be guilty anymore,” she said and there was a wide satisfied smile spreading on her face.

  I nodded my head and stretched a hand towards her. She took it and I pulled her into my arms. Mike was watching us, and even he had a smile on his face.

  I kissed the top of Virginia’s head as she hugged me tightly. I caught Mike’s eye and I tipped my head to him. He did the same. We both knew what that was about—we were acknowledging each other’s good decisions. Virginia was right, I didn’t have anything more to worry about. Mike had given us his approval and now as I held the woman I loved, I didn’t feel like I was doing so while betraying my best friend. She wasn’t just Mike’s daughter anymore, she was my woman.

  Virginia looked up at me with a bright, shiny face.

  “I love you, Carl,” she said and I kissed her lightly on her lips.

  “I love you, Virginia,” I told her.

  It was Mike’s humorous voice that interrupted us.

  “Now get out of here before you two make me sick!” he said with a laugh. Virginia and I both looked at him with smiles on our faces. Today was the day that was going to mark the beginning of the rest of our lives.

  Epilogue – Virginia

  It was graduation day, and it was made even more special by the fact that I had everyone I loved around me. My parents and Carl were all there to see me receive my scroll onstage and nobody clapped harder than the man I had been in a relationship with for the past year and a half.

  Afterwards, we had taken photographs of each other and Carl declared that he wanted to take us all out for a family dinner.

  We were sitting together at the table in a fancy Italian restaurant. Dad and Carl were deep in conversation as usual, and as I looked at them. I knew that I couldn’t have asked for a better relationship. The fact that my boyfriend and my father were friends – were still best friends – w
as a gift. It almost felt like Carl had brought our family even closer together.

  Even though it had taken Mom a few weeks to get accustomed to the fact that I was in a relationship with a much older man, she trusted my decision. She had seen how happy Carl made me and just like my dad, she couldn’t complain.

  “I am so happy for you, honey,” Mom said to me and I turned to her and she placed a hand on mine.

  “Are you going to apply for your Masters in sociology like you planned?” she asked and I nodded my head and tore myself another piece of garlic bread.

  “I want to stay in academia,” I told her and she patted my hand like a proud mother.

  My relationship with Carl had been a smooth, effortlessly happy one, even though it was my first serious one. It felt like I had been in a relationship for years, especially since I had been in love with him forever.

  It was amazing how easily we had fallen in sync with each other and how happy it made me wake up in bed beside him. He made me more confident in myself. He made me feel beautiful and cherished every day, and it wasn’t until we got stares from people when we walked together hand in hand that I remembered he was much older than me. I couldn’t imagine myself being with anybody else – he was the man for me.

  Carl stood up from his chair abruptly in the middle of his conversation with my dad. We all turned to him to find him crouching down beside my chair on one knee.

  “I’m sorry, beautiful, I was going to wait until dessert but I can’t concentrate on anything else,” he said and I stared at him with my mouth hanging open.

  I didn’t want my mind to go there. I didn’t want to get my hopes up. I saw him pulling out a small blue velvet box from the pocket of his pants.

  “Virginia, I have a question to ask you and I hope you say yes,” he began and I clamped a hand on my mouth. I could feel my hands shaking as I stared at him opening the box. There was a beautiful solitaire diamond ring in the center of the box and it blinked at me while he remained kneeling on the floor.

  “I am in love with you, and this past year and a half has been the happiest of my life. I want this to go on forever, and the only way I know how to make that happen is by asking you to be my wife,” Carl continued and I could feel my breath caught in my throat.