by Shane Robert
Lifting his body from the couch, he sucks in a sharp breath and clenches his teeth in pain as he helps me pull his pants down past his knees to his ankles before kicking them off completely.
I stop what I’m doing and glance up at him with my hands resting on his thighs as I sit, kneeling now between his thighs. “Are you sure you’re okay? I don’t want to hurt you. Maybe we shouldn't do this...you should be…” He cuts me off, pressing his finger to my mouth.
“I’m okay. We just got to go slow is all. Believe me, being inside of you is all I need. It’ll help me forget about all this shit. I need you, Megan...so please don’t stop.” I can hear and see the desperation in his voice. It breaks my heart seeing him look so broken. I hate that Scottie has brought this shit into his life. He doesn’t see how fucked up his life is and how it’s fucking up everyone else’s along the way.
His cock is hard, lying against his stomach; it’s huge, making my hand look so small as I wrap it around his shaft and begin stroking it. The head turns a dark purple as I squeeze a little tighter and stroke it a little harder and faster. His eyes flutter shut as I lean forward, rubbing his swollen tip on the edge of my sex lips. I could barely fit it in my mouth, so rubbing it on my clit, and making sure I’m fully wet was a must. Before I put him inside me, I decide to go back to my knees and please him more as I’m hesitant to try and get his cock inside my tight wetness again.
“Fuck...that feels amazing…” Michael hisses between clenched teeth as his hand finds the back of my head. Fisting my hair, he begins to direct my mouth up and down his length as low moans pour from his lips. I feel myself becoming more turned on over the fact that he’s enjoying it so much. I clench my thighs together, trying to ease the throbbing between my legs as the need to straddle him and ride his cock until I cream all over him becomes almost too much to bear.
Since he hasn't taken my shirt off yet, I grab my shirt and slide it up enough, releasing my boobs as I wasn't wearing a bra. Michael instantly reaches down, grabs on my breasts while I continue to give him the best oral he has ever had.
The way Michael could focus on one body part but always rubbing back and forth, making his cock rub right on my wetness. I love it, I crave it.
I can feel him growing harder in my mouth and his body growing more rigid as I push him close to exploding. His hand suddenly grips my hair tighter and he stills my eager head as I try to take all of him into my mouth. “Stop. Stop. Stop,” he orders in a hushed whisper as his hand pulls my head back, causing his cock to pop out of my mouth. I wipe my lips with the back of my hand, smiling coyly as I take in the sex filled eyes that are burning with want as they stare down at me, drinking me in and making me feel more desired than I have in a very long time.
Every time we’re together, I feel so wanted and beautiful. It’s been so long since a guy has made me feel special, and as if they will only be happy once they see me happy. Even though we’ve had a rough start and a few bad moments, I’m hoping from here on out things can get better. It’ll be hard not just with our age gap, but also his issues thanks to Scottie, but we’ll get through it as long as he’s willing to try along with me.
Climbing to my feet, I grab the hem of my tee and pull it over my head, tossing it onto the floor beside me. Before I can slide my shorts off, Michael is grabbing the waistband of them and yanking them down, along with my thong. Within seconds I’m standing before him completely naked, all my insecurities gone, as his eyes slide over my body and his cock jumps, silently begging me to sit on it.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful.” Michael’s words cause my heart to flutter in my chest as his hands grip my waist and pull me onto his lap.
Straddling him, I slowly descend onto him, sinking slowly, letting him fill and stretch me to the point that my eyes practically roll into the back of my head. He feels so amazing inside of me, I eagerly begin to ride him as I dig my nails into his shoulders moaning out loud, and relishing in the feeling of his mouth on my body. Taking my left breast into his mouth, he sucks gently on it before biting on my nipple, tugging it slightly, causing my head to spin and my pussy to clench around him.
I push my worries of hurting him into the back of my mind and focus on how amazing it feels to be with him. Bringing my mouth down to his, I run my fingers into his hair as our tongues tangle together, our moans filling the room as we chase our orgasms.
Michael’s hands move from my waist to my ass, cupping it in the palms of his hands as I begin grinding against him and quickly rotating my hips. I can feel the head of his cock massaging my G-spot, sending fireworks bursting behind my eyes every single time I come back down, taking him fully inside of me.
Panting against his lips, I cry out, “Oh, fuck, Michael...I’m almost there.”
His grip tightens and he begins thrusting from beneath me, over and over, as deep primal grunts vibrate in his throat. “Fuck, Megan, come baby, come on me right now.” His words send waves of ecstasy crashing over my body as I stiffen on top of him, and clench my pussy around his cock as an intense orgasm shakes me to my core. A tingling starts at the core of my stomach and slowly detonates, sending a tingling sensation coursing through every inch of my body. I collapse against his chest, burying my face in the crook of his neck, as I feel his arms wrap around me, hugging me to him and feel his dick begin to pulsate inside of me.
“Holy shit. That was fucking amazing. I’ve never felt anything like that,” he whispers into my hair before pressing a chaste kiss to my temple.
“I'd love to live together so we could have this whenever we wanted,” saying to him jokingly, but as I sit back up and watch as he leans forward and sucks my tit back into his mouth again and sends that familiar tingling throughout my body, I find myself daydreaming about what it’d be like if we were to one day move in together.
I feel his cum warm and slick inside of me as he begins pulling out, and suddenly it dawns on me we had sex without any protection. It’s the first time since my fiancé died that I’ve been with a man completely.
Pushing thoughts of him back into the safe place in my mind, I climb off of Michael’s lap and make my way into my bathroom to clean myself up. We don’t speak as we redress after we both finish up in the bathroom. Climbing onto the couch, where just moments before we did more than just fuck, we made love, I lie down and raise my hand up out towards Michael.
“Come lay down with me, I have a few more minutes before I have to get the boys, I want to spend these few free minutes snuggling with you,” I say, taking his hand and pulling him down onto the couch.
Lying down beside me, he pulls me into his arms, and affectionately strokes my hair. I don’t even realize it but within seconds I’m curled up against his chest and fast asleep.
Chapter 15
Michael
I notice it’s 4:00pm as Megan is asleep on the couch. The boys are supposed to get picked up from school at 4:00. Letting Megan sleep, I grab my hoodie off the couch and my keys off the table and head out the door.
Starting up the freezing car, I text Megan telling her, “Hey, if you wake up don't worry I’m headed to pick up the boys. I’ll grab some dinner as well.”
Hoping I don’t wake her from her nap, she deserves it. Strong single mother always busy with the boys and trying to keep me in line. I’m thankful she let me come over to talk to her and get my mind off of things. Picking up the boys from school is the least I can do.
About five minutes out from the school, calling the pizza cafe, I place an order for 2 pizzas, and an order of breadsticks. Luckily, they have a special going on so I got a 2-liter for free with my purchase.
Pulling up to the school, waiting in the long line of cars to pick up their children, I see Seth and Hunter both waiting patiently next to the giant rock that is engraved with the school name.
Pressing the gas, slightly creeping up in line, I come to a stop right in front of the boys, and honk my horn. They both look up, seeing me they smile in excitement and run to the car.
“Get in boys, I’m just helping your mom out since she’s taking a nap. Guess what? I ordered pizza too!” I tell them.
“Yes, I’m starving, I didn’t eat a big enough lunch today,” Seth says.
“Don’t worry, we’ll go grab the pizza then head home and surprise your mom with dinner. Sound like a plan?” I ask
Both the boys responding with, “Yes!”
Leaving the school, we wave to the crossing guard lady as we pull onto the road and head to the pizza cafe.
Fresh pizza is in the backseat with Hunter, Seth in the front. He was scrolling through my music trying to find songs he knew. I wasn’t the best guy for kid’s music; I like a lot of reggae and ease your mind music.
Turning into the driveway, I tell the boys,
“Hey, take the pizza inside, I'll be in shortly. I have a phone call to make.”
“All right, we will, but what happened to your face?” Seth asks.
“Don’t worry buddy, just a skiing accident. I’ll be ok,” I reply.
The boys hop out of the car and head inside. As soon as they close the door behind them, I grab my stash of cocaine from the console, realizing I totally took that onto school grounds.
I grab my small spoon out, scooping a tiny amount out and snort it in. Just enough for a small buzz, not enough for everyone to know I did it.
Walking back inside the house, swinging the door open, Megan is pulling out plates and grabbing napkins. As soon as she looks at me in the doorway, she runs over to me and jumps on.
Holding her up, my arms wrapped under her thighs. Megan starts kissing me repeatedly as Seth shouts,
“Gross, stop sucking face!”
Megan stops kissing me and tells me,
“Thank you so so much; if you weren't here the kids would still be stuck at the school. You are amazing. Let's eat.”
Eating pizza all of us at the table together: who knew something so small like this, would be so amazing and feel right. Finishing up the pizza, Megan looks at me and asks,
“Honey, your nose is bleeding; are you ok?”
Feeling the trickle of blood down to my lip, I wipe my face as I walk to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, placed so perfectly on the wall in the bathroom, blood starts to drip from my nose, profusely as I get a sudden headache.
I pinch my nose, keeping my head over the sink in case any more blood drips out. I know exactly what this is from, but I'm hoping Megan just thinks it was a random nosebleed.
I can try to blame it on being so dry, in the winter time it does get very dry, but this I think is from doing too much cocaine.
I stop pinching my nose, and as I hoped, my nose had stop bleeding. Turning the faucet on, cupping my hand full of water to wash down the blood, I clean off my face from hardened blood around the edge of my nose and lips.
Looking up in the mirror, face still beat up from getting my assed kicked, I notice I’m rather pale, and clammy looking. I toss a bit of water on my face, then dry it off and head back to the kitchen.
“Are you ok, Michael?” Seth asks.
“Yeah buddy, I'm fine. I think it's just the dry air and cold,” I reply, noticing Megan's dirty look as she asks,
“Are we all finished eating? Let's clean up and do the dishes.”
While washing the dishes next to Megan, she looks at me and says,
“I know why your nose was bleeding, all raw and messed up from that cocaine you've been doing.”
“It’s the first time that’s happened, I'm not worried,” I tell her.
“That makes it ok? Just because it's the first time doesn't mean it's the last,” she exclaims.
“I get that, I do I know it's getting bad but I enjoy it. As of now, that's how I feel,” I reply
She gets quiet as we finish the dishes. I walk over to the boys’ room and tell them,
“You guys make sure you finish your homework and then get ready for bed, ok?”
Walking into the living room, Megan is sitting on the couch and I find a spot next to her.
“Hey, I'm going to sleep at my place tonight, tomorrow before Scottie's party we’ll go get our massages together,” letting her know the plan. I give her a kiss on the cheek, I keep things simple tonight. I felt the tension building and didn't want a night full of arguing.
“I'm looking forward to tomorrow; it will be relaxing before you go and party hard with your boys,” she says sarcastically.
Giving her a smirk as I walk out the door, closing it behind me. First things first I need more blow, to get rid of this headache.
Chapter 16
Megan
Waking up in the living room, I must have fallen asleep on the couch last night. Looking at the time it's almost 6:00am, I need to get the boys to school and get ready for our couple’s massage date.
Luckily, I have today off and had yesterday off of work. Gives me some time to relax and get personal things done.
“Boys, get up and get ready for school. I'll go get you each a bowl of cereal!” I shout at them. Walking to the kitchen, I grab two bowls, pouring cereal in each. Fruity Pebbles are both of their favorites. I wait to pour milk in because sometimes they take a while to get up and around.
I'm looking forward to not only the massage but Scottie's get together later as well. I like the fact that I'll be able to have Michael on my arm and not be all alone and look like a loser.
Seth and Hunter both walk into the kitchen and help themselves with grabbing the milk. While both of them munch away at their breakfast, I start packing lunches for them.
It's so much cheaper to pack food from home than giving them money to buy lunch at school. I usually pack them a decently healthy lunch as well. Some kind of sandwich, with fruit, veggies and then usually 1 cookie or treat. I always make sure to send them with a bottle of water; they don't get soda very often. They had junk last night, today will be a healthy lunch.
“All right boys, rinse your dishes off and go brush your teeth,” I tell them. While they brush their teeth, I quickly wash the dishes from breakfast and grab my jacket.
On the way out, both grab their paper sack lunches and bottles of water. Heading to school for the last day before the weekend, the little monsters will be crazy wild.
I'm thankful this nice lady Janet from work really enjoys babysitting the kids. She is a bit older so pretty much anytime I want to go out, she is free to watch them. I know she spoils the kids with treats, so they don't mind going there. I do feel bad sometimes just dropping them off, so I can go to a party. Being a single mother though, I really enjoy the breaks I get from them.
Before I know it, I'm already pulling into the school parking lot. It's nice they go to such a small school. With Hunter being 6 and in kindergarten and Seth 12 in 6th grade, I get lucky that they are in the same building.
There is about a total of 600 kids in pre-through 8th grade and all in the same building. In a few more years though, Seth will move to the high school then start driving.
He is growing up way too fast, feels like yesterday I was still changing his diapers and teaching him to walk and talk.
“Ok boys, have a fun day at school and stay out of trouble. I love you,” I say to them as they both bolt out of the car, running into school.
On my way home, receiving a text from Michael, “Hey, I’m headed to your house, probably get there shortly after you. I’m assuming you just dropped the kids off?”
“Yes, just dropped them off; I’ll see you shortly. You may beat me though; there is a lot of traffic,” I reply. I usually don’t text and drive, but with just myself in the car, I let it slide.
Pulling into the driveway, I see Michael is waiting in his car for me. I park my car next to his, stepping out and put 1 finger up to let him know to wait just a second.
Walking inside, I just need to grab our confirmation email I printed out off of the counter. Our spa day consists of 45 minutes in t
he hot tub, and then after that a couple’s massage.
The best part of the hot tub part, it’s a single section for two people to enjoy in private. That will be very nice to enjoy and relax together, and release all the negative energy.
Heading back outside, opening the door and getting in Michael’s car, I give him a kiss and he smiles. I tell him which spa we are going to and what we are in for. He backs the car out of the driveway as we head to the spa.
Michael tells me,
“I'm glad to spend this day with you; surprisingly Scottie hasn't messaged me for any help or anything. I think he realized I was freaking out after last time.”
“Well, I'm glad he hasn't because you shouldn't even be getting involved in that stupid shit anyway. Let's enjoy our day together and have fun at his place later,” I reply.
Chapter 17
Michael
Walking into the spa, you can smell the aroma of chlorine and different kinds of lotion. Checking in at the front desk, each of us receive a bag that has souvenir towels, lotion and a water bottle. The lady at the desk tells us,
“You are in hot tub number 8, down the hall to the right. When your 45 minutes are up, a buzzer will sound. After you are done, grab your towels and head to the massage room next to the hot tub room.”