Mister Hottiee: A Bad Boy Romance

by Alice Cooper

  “I wasn’t the one that came to you and it was the other way around. I’m happy to be discreet and the restaurant that I have in mind is outside the city. It’s a quaint little place that offers Cajun fare like you’ve never had before. I don’t even think that the tourists know about it and it’s that one well kept secret that only a select few know about. It’s primarily through word of mouth and I’m going to share with you culinary delicacies of the south that will melt in your mouth.” “I know that something else would melt in my mouth, but I don’t know if I want to walk down that road. He does look damn fine in that uniform and those tight pants do nothing to hide what’s obviously one of his prize possessions. I’ve heard the stories and even Tamara was not exactly shy about telling tales out of school. He does have one of those bodies and the added benefit of a cock that’s bigger than average surely does make for an interesting appetizer before the main course.”

  “I’m not sure that this was a good idea, but I’m not going to back down after coming this far. I will gladly come to you as a gentleman. I will even do you the courtesy of opening up your door. It’s not to say that I don’t know these things. I’ve never had to use them before. I should probably break out the old favorites instead of relying on my natural good looks and charm.” He could’ve called her on looking at his body and making it feel like he was wearing nothing. Her eyes had zeroed in on a part of his anatomy that had become a subject of debate amongst the ladies. “I’m guessing that you’re going to try to make my jaw drop to the floor upon your entrance. I’m looking forward to that. I do want to go on the record to say that this is only an arrangement and I have no designs on you. You’re not really even my type.” Sheridan sometimes found that a compliment with an insult had the desired effect of making a girl want to prove herself to be worthy of his otherwise interesting abilities.

  “You don’t have to put on airs with me. I know what you’re all about. Tamara has not exactly been keeping her mouth shut. I don’t think that she would like the idea of me seeing you even on a professional basis. I have to take it that you really do want to be a better man. If that’s true, then I will save some of those girls the heart ache of jumping your bones and then realizing that the walk of shame is not as pleasant as it sounds. If I can save one from that embarrassment, then I’ll know that I have been a productive member of society. The one hint that I will give you for tomorrow night is that you should learn what I like. In the age of social media, it’s not going to be hard for you to determine what subjects that we can talk about and the ones that are off limits. I don’t want to hear about your football career or any of your injuries to get my pity.” This was my time to make things right for all woman kind. He had mistakenly come to me and now I was going to take advantage of that situation the best way that I could. I was hopefully going to make him see that his promiscuous ways were a desperate plea for help.”

  “I didn’t know what to expect when I came here. I appreciate that you at least heard me out and didn’t just slam the door in my face. I understand what loyalty is all about and Tamara is lucky to have a good friend like you. I hope that I didn’t cause any harm and that she’ll be able to put all of this ugliness behind her.” This is not the first or the last time that Sheridan had fake genuine concern to lure a woman into a false sense of security. His words had real bite and the catch in his throat showed his sincerity, even though it was more of an act.

  “Please…do me a favor and don’t treat this like any other time. You need to give some thought to your behavior and how you are willing to modify it. Girls like a guy that is willing to change, but it’s not so easy to find one. I’m sure that you know by now that the bad boy has always been a weakness for the female gender. We always think that we change them when it becomes painfully obvious that they are stuck in their ways.” “I see him standing here and all I want to do is rip off his clothes and do disgusting things that will put a smile both of our faces. Tamara thought that I wasn’t listening when she told of her sex life. I don’t think that I could have turned away from such a vivid detail account of what they had done to each other. His prowess with his tongue is something that I want to try out for myself, but I’m not willing to make that attempt without knowing more about him going forward.”

  “I do have a lot to learn and you’re the kind of teacher that I wouldn’t have fallen asleep for in class in high school. I’m going to willingly put myself in your capable hands. Those that have talked about you in class have said that you were like a sponge from the moment that you opened up that text book. I’m not going to say who ratted you out, but I think in the long run it was a good thing that he did or she did as the case may be. I have to say that you look better up close than you do from afar. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not stalking you or anything like that. It’s just that I admire the strength that you exude. I’ve heard how you made some men ashamed of their actions. At first, I thought that you were just a bitch, but now I’m beginning to realize that you just wanted a fair shake with the opposite sex. You don’t want to feel that you’re being coerced into doing something against your basic nature. This is something that I understand all too well. I don’t want to take up any more of your time. It’s getting late and my coach really doesn’t want me out after curfew.”

  “His dedication to what he does with distinction is impressive. He really does know his way around the gridiron. Of course, I’ve never had any interest in the sport, except for when I see them in that uniform. I’m sure that a lot of girls get into the sport just because of those tight uniforms that leaves little to the imagination.” “It would be best if we both get our sleep. It looks like I’m going to have my work cut out for me. You need to be admonished for your bad behavior. I’m going to have to come up with a suitable punishment when you get out of line.” Shana was thinking about spanking him, but she thought that he might enjoy that a little bit too much. Denying him sex was off the table, because sex had never been on the table in the first place.

  “I do want to go on record to say that I’m not really all that comfortable in a fancy setting. To be myself makes it easier to…wait…that’s precisely the reason why you’re doing it. You want me to be uncomfortable and be shifting nervously in my chair. You want to see me pull that tie away from my neck like it’s a noose. That’s pretty damn crafty if I don’t say so myself. I get this feeling that I’ve made a colossal error and I’m going to have to pay for it in some way. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow night. I’m very interested to see what you’re going to wear. I do hope that it’s not too promiscuous and I would rather concentrate on learning than to be constantly teased with that kind of distraction.” “He’s going to be an interesting subject. I will take everything that I learned from my first year of classes and what I have already learned from the Internet and put it into play with him. I’ve already seen that he’s not being completely truthful and that does instill more than enough hesitation.”

  “I do want you to tell Tamara that I never meant to make her feel that I didn’t care. If I was being honest, I would say that I was a little scared about the possibility of falling for her. I’ve known for a very long time that my tendency to jump from one pair of legs to another is a sickness. I can’t seem to help myself and it’s possible that I have a sex addiction. I haven’t got that far to admit such a thing, but maybe it’s time that I address the elephant in the room.” He knew that he had a healthy sex life. It made him very happy to be in the company of more than just one woman. If that was true, then why was he thinking about her after the door closed?

  Chapter 4

  He was right about his father and they had a bonding experience looking for a suit that would fit him and was the right one for the occasion. He always drowned him out when he was talking about his suits of armor going into battle when he went to do a sales call. They found this dark blue suit and accompanying it underneath was a dark shirt and a white tie with what appeared to be etchings of lips along the surface of the materi
al. Sheridan was beginning to see what it meant to dress to impress. His mother almost fainted when she saw him coming down the stairs looking like a younger version of his father.

  “I don’t know who this girl is that you’re dressing up for, but I think that we should meet her if things get serious.” His mother had seen the way that he used women like yesterday’s tissue and threw them away after he was done with them. She had no idea where she’d had gone wrong and this was the first glimmer of hope that he had become the man that she wanted him to be. “Take my advice and let things simmer for a while before you make your move. You’d be surprised at how often a little bit of patience will pay off. You could even take that advice onto the field with you and I know how you sometimes showboat to the crowd.” He went towards the door and she grabbed him and kissed him on the cheek. It made him blush with embarrassment.

  He had to admit that he did make a fetching site and as he drove his newly shined Porsche out of the driveway it was like he was seeing himself a lot more clearly.

  He parked the car and went into the restaurant feeling like he didn’t belong. The maitre D led him to an out of the way table. His first impression of her was exactly what he was afraid of. That white dress and the very limited peek at her cleavage made her look like an unattainable piece of fruit.

  “I was little worried that you were not going to make it. I’m glad to see that you took my advice even though it looks like you’re wearing some sort of straitjacket. You look amazing and there isn’t a girl alive that wouldn’t be impressed with the way that you are dressed. That’s only the outer layer. Take my hand and kiss the back of it with your eyes never leaving my own. This might seem a little old fashioned, but sometimes the classics never go out of style.” The first touch of his lips to her hand made her legs move slightly ajar like she was expecting something. “He does seem like he’s willing to listen. Let’s see how things progress during the evening. That suit does look good on him, but it would look a whole lot better off of him. I have to try and not do something stupid. It’s hard to do that when another part of his anatomy is not exactly staying quiet during all of this.”

  He had gone on the Internet and onto her Facebook to learn some things that she was into. The conversation was light and the banter was full of levity. Normally, he would be telling the girl the many things that he was going to do to her body until they had to rush out of whatever mundane thing that they were doing.

  The meal was to die. He found that he had a real appetite for Cajun cuisine. The gumbo had him wondering why he didn’t try this a long time ago. He never took a few moments to enjoy the culture and the southern hospitality that were offered for just about anyone in the area. He was all about himself. He believed that people were there to please him and not the other way around.

  At the end of the evening they left the restaurant and she found that he had taken her hand. The lessons that she was teaching him might have been unleashing a monster, but she felt that he was worth the risk. It was only after they got back into his car that their desire for each other could not be ignored. They looked at each other for a moment and then looked away and came back in a lip lock that had the windows steaming up.

  “I didn’t expect this and I certainly didn’t believe for a second that it would happen. He has shown no contempt and he has listened with an aptitude for learning. I just gave him an arsenal to make women into pieces of clay for him to mold into the perfect lover. What the hell was I thinking? He didn’t need me, or maybe he did and this is his way of trying to turn over a new leaf. His tongue is certainly adventurous. He has a few tricks that I’m not sure that I’ve ever felt before. The way that he tickles the top of my palate with the tip of his tongue is causing things to happen below my waist. I can feel his hand up along my thigh underneath this white dress.”

  He found his fingers touching the fabric of her panties. He pulled it aside to feel the heated contents of her sex against the pad of his finger. He drew a straight line down the wetness until those lips parted like that of the red sea. They were still kissing and he saw her eyes go wide when he insinuated his finger into the moistness that he had came in contact with. He ended the kiss by biting her bottom lip in a playful gesture.

  “I’m sure that it’s not the way that you envisioned this evening ending. I’m sorry if I overstepped my bounds. If you want to forget about this and go back home, I wouldn’t blame you.” He had found their conversation to be delightful and learning about her and actually listening made him want to express himself physically. “I do want you to know that your lessons were nothing without a suitable subject. I find your haunting green eyes to be looking into my very soul.” He was trying to open up and this was the first time that he had ever been seriously interested in more than just the hot sex that would make them both feel like they had been blind and now they could see.

  Instead of answering, she showed him in actions that there was no place that she wanted to be other than by his side. She never thought that she would be caught inside a car making out and about to do something that could possibly make her regret it in the morning.

  “I don’t know what it is, but I have to have you. I can only hope that you will respect me in the morning.” “I’m pulling down the zipper and I see the sleeping beauty ready for my kiss to wake it from its slumber. I pull out his cock and it’s exactly what Tamara had said. I’m not truly prepared for what has greeted my eyes. I grab it and I feel the veins throbbing against my fingertips and the way that the head is offering up just a small taste for free. I can’t possibly turn that down and I don’t think that any woman could after an evening like that. He really did care about what I had to say.” Shana lowered her guard long enough to slip her lips over top of the crown of his cock. That initial taste was only a tease. She wanted more from the evening than just one lone drop to satisfy her desire.

  He watched mesmerized as she struggled to take his demanding cock. His cock disappeared and she may have gagged slightly, but that didn’t stop her from continuing the pursuit of getting every fucking inch down her throat. “Your approach… AHH… AHH… I love the way that you scrape me with your teeth. You make it hurt so fucking good.” He lifted his ass and saw that his balls were now pressed nicely against her chin. They were definitely closer than expected. Catching her was better than he could hope for. He had this catch in his throat as he reeled back and let go with a torrent of his memorable release.

  Shana wasn’t expecting the canon to go off, but she was happily devoured what was being supplied. It caused her to want more. She worked to make sure that he didn’t lose the stiffness. She applied many techniques that she had never used before. She saw his exhausted member stretching to accommodate her wishes of staying in the moment. She wanted to surprise him and in the process she even surprised herself. She thought that she could contain her emotions and place them deep down where they were going to do no harm. She should have known better than to think that her body had any semblance of right and wrong. “I just felt him shoot his cream down my throat and I was lucky to pull him back so that I could savor those last few shots covering my tongue with that sticky sweetness.”

  “I don’t know how you did that, but I have to applaud your effort. It usually takes me more time than exiting of woman’s mouth to get back that feeling down below. I have to say that this evening has been full of surprises and each one has been a welcome respite from my normal conquests. For some reason, I feel that I need to be honest with you and I don’t know how you’re going to take this. I only used the ploy of wanting your help to get close to you. It worked better than I thought it was going to. I really do feel that you might know me better than I know myself. I wish that there was a way that I could show you…oh wait… I think that there is.” He pressed the button on the chair beside her and heard her squeal of surprise as she was now lying prone.

  “I should be angry, but I’m not. I should run from this car, but the only thing that I want is for you to eat my pussy
until I am pushing my feet up against the top of the car.” I’m lying here as he pushes my knees apart and his fingers slide delicately along the smoothness of my thighs. I feel his hot breath at my panties and I’m already soaking wet and ready for just about anything that he’s going to do. I sense his hesitation. I think it’s time that I wrap my legs around his neck to make sure that he knows that there’s nothing that’s going to stop me from getting him to orally satisfy me.” Shana did indeed wrap her legs around him feeling his lips pressed to the crotch of her panties and then one long swipe of his tongue through the material was only enough to make her yearn.

  It was that delicious nectar of the gods that had him applying his tongue and watching as it sank into the everlasting tightness of her hole. He didn’t even have to use his hand to manually stimulate himself and nothing was going to bring down the flag at full salute.

  “Yes…so fucking deep. I think that I’m beginning to see that being with you can be an addictive experience. My god…that is certainly one way to get to a woman’s heart.” She screamed and her feet slipped from around his neck to press up against the roof of the car. Her high heels were digging into it and leaving her mark behind in the wake of her climactic moment. “I want to believe that this is him showing me the real Sheridan. He doesn’t know when to give up and that first orgasm was only the beginning. I’m looking at myself and I see the woman that has become unglued. I see the way that I scream. I feel the way that my pussy clamps down on top of him to make sure that he doesn’t escape my clutches. I ride each one to the finish line. I think he knows exactly what I need more than anything else.”

  He listened to her scream and knew that she was in a league of her own. That emotion of sexual bliss became like a symphony to his ears. He was completely enamored and her body responded to his every touch like a live wire was being pressed into her flesh. He felt her pull at his hair and he was left with a permanent glaze that he never wanted to wipe off.