Single Dad's Surrogate

by Annie Young

  Wyatt had another bottle of Cabernet in his hand. When he turned the corner into the living room, he saw Lily seated on his overstuffed leather couch. Her bare feet were up on the coffee table. She had her glass of wine in one hand and she was taking a sip from it when he walked in.

  There was soft music playing. It had a nice rhythm to it, but no words. Wyatt didn't recognize it.

  “Who is this that's playing?” he asked, taking a seat next to Lily.

  “It's a band called 'Wild Roots',” she said. “They're brand new. I like them, though. It's great music to dance to.”

  “You dance?” Wyatt asked.

  Lily nodded. “Yes. I love dancing. I haven't gone out to dance in a long time, though.”

  “Why not?”

  “Nobody to go with,” she said. “I mean I have a few girlfriends who will go out with me, but they like to go to clubs that play hip hop music. That's not really the kind of dancing I like.”

  Wyatt was no stranger to dancing. When Caroline was alive, she had talked him into taking numerous dance classes with her. It started before their wedding, when she wanted to make sure Wyatt would be able to dance for their big day. To Wyatt's surprise, he had actually enjoyed it. It had become a thing for he and Caroline. Every month they took a class. They had tried ballroom, swing and even salsa.

  He suddenly felt like dancing with Lily right there in the living room. He wasn't sure if he had a buzz from the wine or if it was the music that lured him to make the decision, but without much thought at all, he set the bottle of wine onto the coffee table and held out his hand.

  Lily's eyes widened. “Wait? You want to dance?”

  Wyatt nodded. “Yeah, why not? Dance with me.”

  “Really?” she asked, as a smirk crossed her face.

  I'm not sure if I should be dancing with her, but dammit, why not? He thought. It's just dancing. People do it all the time. It's not like it's intimate. It's not something Caroline would disapprove of.

  “Yes, really,” he said.

  Wyatt stood up from the couch, but kept his hand extended toward Lily. She smiled nervously, as though she wasn't completely sure whether his offer was serious or not.

  “Don't leave me hanging,” Wyatt said, with a chuckle.

  Lily hesitantly took his hand and he helped her to a standing position.

  “I thought you loved to dance,” he said, walking her toward the other side of the living room where there was more floor space.

  “I do,” she said. “I'm still just a little surprised how you like it, too. Most guys hate dancing. You have to practically drag them out onto the dance floor.”

  Wyatt winked. “I'm not most guys.”

  Then he placed on hand onto the top of her hip, and kept his other hand interlocked with hers. Her body was the closest it had ever been to him. The rhythm of the music was slow, and he began to move to it. Lily followed right along as though she had danced with him a thousand times. They were in sync with their movements, dancing like one person even though they were two.

  “You're good,” Wyatt said, legitimately surprised.

  Lily smiled coyly and continued to dance. When the music picked up tempo, Wyatt spun her around so that Lily was facing away from him. She pressed her backside toward him, but continued moving her body to the rhythm.

  She's too hot for words, he thought.

  The zipper of his slacks was pressed against her ass and he could feel her warmth. Only a couple of layers of clothing separated their flesh. It was a good thing they were dancing, because without having that as a distraction, he would have definitely gotten a hard on.

  They danced like that for a bit and then Lily spun back around. She placed both of her hands onto Wyatt's shoulders. She swayed her hips in cadence with his. The movement was methodical and pulsed with the tempo of the music. Wyatt's heart was beating faster and faster. It wasn't the dancing that was doing it either. It was the obvious connection between them. It was the same feeling he'd noticed a few other times during her stay, but this time it was even more apparent.

  He gazed into her beautiful eyes, realizing right then that it wouldn't take very much to get completely lost in them. IN fact, he wanted to get lost in them. Maybe he could just fall right into her irises and disappear for a while.

  Neither of them said anything. They just let the music flow through them as they danced in each others arms. It was the perfect moment. Nothing hurt. There was no pain. There was only joy and anticipation. Everything else was irrelevant.

  I want this girl, he thought. I can't help it. I just want her.

  Without even realizing it, Wyatt began to lean in toward her. The magnetic pull of her beauty was just too much for him to fight. As he brought his face closer to hers, she stood up on her tip toes and did the same thing. They were so close that he could feel her breath as it blew across his lips.

  “We shouldn't,” he said, but his words were so quiet that he wondered if any noise had actually come out at all.

  Lily brought one of her hands around the back of his neck and pull him the rest of the way toward her. Their lips collided and it was electric. Wyatt's emotional barriers seemed to dropped in an instant. He pressed himself against her. He wanted this. He wanted this badly. This was the first time he'd ever allowed himself the pleasure and it felt so damn good.

  It was clear to Wyatt that he hadn't been the only one feeling the attraction. The way Lily pulled him toward her was aggressive, as though this was something she had been wanting for a long time, too.

  What started out as a simple kiss, quickly escalated. Soon, their tongues were darting in and out of each others mouth. Wyatt could taste the Cabernet that was still fresh on her tongue.

  I know I shouldn't be doing this, he thought. But God help me, because I obviously can't control myself.

  His hands dropped down her sides until they landed on top of her hips. He could feel the line of her panties underneath the silk. Feeling that turned him on even more and he began to full his cock throbbing underneath his slacks.

  Lily let out a soft moan and pulled herself even closer to him, grinding her body against his. Her hands moved down his shoulders and his arms, until they landed on his wrists. Then she slowly pulled away, breaking the kiss.

  They were both breathing heavy now. Their chests were rising and falling in cadence. Wyatt and Lily stared at each other for a moment. It was as though both of them were thinking the same thing.

  We shouldn't be doing what we're doing, Wyatt thought. Goddamn, though, I want this.

  Lily appeared more beautiful than ever in that moment. Her eyes seemed brighter and more inviting. Her breasts seemed more supple. Her skin seemed more silky and smooth than ever.

  They didn't speak. They just gazed into each others eyes for a moment. Then, as if the magnetic pull of attraction had become even more powerful, they leaned in again.

  When their lips collided this time, it was aggressive. It was the kind of kiss that someone would give their wife after being gone for years. Wyatt darted his tongue out, and Lily immediately allowed it inside.

  Fuck yes, he thought.

  Their tongues wrestled and twisted around one another. Wyatt's hands dropped a little further down, making their way around to her back side. When they got there, he gave her ass a soft squeeze, shocked by how firm it was. His dick now pressed firmly outward against the front of his slacks.

  Wyatt noticed Lily's hands wandering all over his back. They drifted up toward his neck, where she let her fingers dance along the collar of his shirt. Her touch made him tingle all over. He loved the sensation.

  A surge of energy flowed through him and he took a step forward. The movement caused Lily to take a step back. He held her tightly, though. He wasn't going to let her fall. No way. He'd never allow that to happen.

  I want her so bad, he thought.

  He broke the kiss and gazed into her eyes once more. Her pupils had dilated and there was a look of pure lust in them. It was something he h
ad never seen in her before. It was animalistic, almost like her instincts had taken over. She was breathing harder than before and when he gazed down, he noticed two little bumps on the front of her shirt. She was so turned on that her nipples had become rock hard and pressed out against the silk dress.

  Wyatt let out a low, sexual growl. He took another few steps forward, practically lifting Lily from the floor as he pushed her with his body. After a few feet, her back gently landed on the wall next to the fire place.

  “Wyatt,” she whispered. “Yes.”

  He brought both of his hands up to the front of her shoulders and gently pressed her against the wall. Then he leaned in and kissed the outside of her neck. The scene of her perfume was strong and it turned him on even more. He breathed her in, letting her scent waft into his nose.

  I can't stop myself, he thought. I can't stop what I'm doing right now. I've lost control.

  It seemed as though any hesitations that Wyatt had been holding in his mind about getting close to Lily had fallen to the wayside. All he wanted right then was to taste her and to feel her. He wanted all of her and nothing less.

  Lily groaned as Wyatt continued to gently kiss her neck. He started up high, just below her ear lobe. Then he worked his way down until his lips were pressed against the top of her bare shoulder.

  “Oh, God, Wyatt,” she said quietly, then dug her fingernails into his back. “I want this. I've wanted this for so long.”

  Wyatt slowly pulled his face away from her shoulder. He didn't know what to say, but the expression on his face showed his surprise.

  She felt the same way as I did this whole time? He thought.

  Lily gently bit her bottom lip and something about the way she looked when she did that sent another wave of lust through Wyatt. He leaned in again, this time bringing his lips to hers. A fire ignited inside of him and his cock became so hard that he felt like it could burst through his slacks any second.

  He bucked his hips forward a bit, pressing the bulge against Lily's body. It brushed the front of her dress, gently easing against her most sensitive area. As soon as the friction was there, a moan of pleasure vibrated in Lily's throat. It transmitted up through her jaw, vibrating into his lips.

  Wyatt broke the kiss and noticed that he was now panting even harder than Lily.

  “Take me,” she said, slowly dropping her eyes downward. “I know you want to.”

  Lily reached forward and gently touched the bulge that protruded from the front of his pants. It sent a wave of pleasure through him, causing his jaw to drop slightly.

  “Fuck yes,” he growled.

  Lily gently eased her fingers up the bulge, until she got to the waist of his slacks. She quickly undid his belt and then the top button of the pants. Wyatt let her do it, too. He didn't stop her, even though a tiny part of his mind still wondered if he should.

  While she worked on getting his pants off, Wyatt brought his hands up to the backside of her neck and undid the string that held the upper part of her dress up. As soon as the knot was undone, he released it. The dress fell off of her breasts and down to her waist.

  Holy shit, he thought, bringing his gaze down to her beautiful chest.

  Her tits looked even nicer than he could have ever imagined. They were just the right size, probably a C-cup. They were also perky as could be. Before even touching them, he knew they were going to be firm and supple.

  Her nipples were already erect, almost as though they were begging to be touched.

  “You're fucking perfect,” Wyatt said, then immediately leaned toward her.

  He didn't kiss her neck or her lips again, though. This time, he brought his face to her chest. He kissed the upper part of her cleavage, slowly moving his lips between each breast. He could hear her heart beat and feel her breathing.

  She really is perfect, he thought.

  Wyatt moved his face over to her right breast and lapped her nipple with his tongue. As soon as he did, he heard Lily draw in a quick breath. Then she immediately placed a hand over the back of his head, gently squeezing a fistful of his hair.

  He circled her areola with his tongue, drawing imaginary lines over it. Then he licked her sensitive nub again, feeling it grow even harder. Lily was groaning now, letting out a little squeak each time he brought friction to the nipple. She'd gotten so overcome with pleasure, that she'd dropped her hands from his waist. She'd managed to unbutton his pants, but they were still pulled up around his waist.

  After a moment, he backed his face away from her chest. As her nipple dropped out of his mouth, it made a wet kissing noise. He looked up toward her face. Her head leaning back and her eyes were closed. Her jaw had dropped slightly. It looked like she was in heaven.

  Without any hesitation, he moved his face to the left and began giving her other breast equal attention. He sucked and licked her nipple, enjoying the way she squirmed in pleasure against the wall. When he finally pulled away, they were both breathing harder than before.

  “God, I want you,” Lily groaned, as soon as Wyatt stood back up.

  Before he could respond, Lily placed her hands onto his shoulders. She began walking forward, causing Wyatt to take a few steps back. He was strong enough to stop her, but he didn't. His heels hit the front of the couch and Lily pushed him down to a seated position.

  Wyatt looked her up and down. Her upper half was completely nude. Her dress was still bunched up around her waist. The smooth silk was now wrinkled, holding itself on her body by only her hips. She brought her hands up her sides, then cupped her tits for a moment before squeezing them.

  “That's so fucking hot,” he whispered.

  Lily fondled her breasts. Her nipples were shining in Wyatt's saliva, causing her nipples to slide over them with ease. He watched her for a moment, feeling a legitimate throb in his cock. When he glanced down, he noticed that the front of his pants looked more like a tee pee. His dick was pressing out so hard on them that it actually hurt a little bit.

  Lily glanced down at the bulge. Wyatt saw her eyes dilate even further.

  “Let me take those pants off,” she said, stepping close to him.

  “Come here,” he replied.

  Lily reached down and jerked his slacks to his knees. His underwear was still on, though. Lily wrapped her small hand around his dick, gently jerking him off over his boxers. Pleasure washed over him. His entire body tingled and burned with desire. The only thing he could think about was how good it was going to feel to slide his length into her warm, wet pussy.

  “I want you,” he said quietly. “Right now.”

  Lily released his cock and straddled over his lap. As her legs spread, her dress slid up to her waist. He was now able to see her little green panties. He was pleasantly surprised when he noticed a little wet spot on the front of them.

  She scooted forward a bit, letting the front of her panties collide with his bulge. He wanted so badly to just reach down and pull his cock out, then move her panties to the side. His body trembled in anticipation. All he could think about was entering her. He didn't do it, though. He waited, in an attempt to savor the moment.

  She can go at whatever pace she wants, he thought. I'm in heaven either way right now.

  Lily kept her weight on top of his thighs and leaned forward to kiss him. Wyatt closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of having her on his lap. Their tongues wrestled violently and both of them were moaning now. Within a few seconds, Lily was bucking her hips forward, grinding the wet spot on her panties against his bulge. He could feel her warmth and the wetness of her sex. It was obvious to Wyatt that she was just as ready for this as she was.

  His hands slid up the length of her thighs. Her was skin was so smooth. It turned him on even more. Everything about this moment turned him on. It was like a full year of sexual frustration coming to a boiling point, about to be let loose.

  Lily kissed him for a moment longer and pulled away. She crawled off of his lap and dropped to her knees on the floor, bringing her face between
his knees. She slowly reached her hands up, until her fingers landed on the waist strap of his underwear.

  Wyatt's heart beat quickly in anticipation. Then, something completely unexpected happened. With Lily now on the ground, Wyatt's gaze focused on the fireplace behind her. There, on top of the wooden mantel, was a picture of his family that had been taken a few years back.

  Suddenly, the lust and desire in his body, changed to the feeling of guilt in his heart.

  Caroline, he thought.

  The picture was of Caroline, Maggie and himself. They'd had the photo taken professionally. It was of the three of them standing on a bridge over a river. Maggie was between he and his wife, holding both of their hands. Everyone was smiling.

  Fuck, he thought. I can't do this. Jesus Christ, what the fuck am I thinking?

  Lily had slipped her fingers into the waist of his underwear and was beginning to pull them down. Wyatt placed his hands over hers, stopping her in her tracks.

  “I'm sorry,” he said, shaking his head. “I can't do this. I'm so sorry.”

  Lily pulled her hands away and a confused expression crossed her face.

  “Wait, what?” she asked.

  “It's just that, I don't know,” he said, with a pause. “I just can't, Lily. I guess I'm not ready.”

  Lily slowly stood up from the floor. “I'm really confused.”

  “Me too,” Wyatt said.

  “Is it me?” Lily asked. “Did I do something wrong?”

  He shook his head. “No, no. Not at all. It's definitely not you, Lily. You're amazing.”

  “Then what is it?” she asked. “Two seconds ago everything was fine. Now you're acting weird.”

  Wyatt couldn't have been more embarrassed. He felt like a total asshole, but just couldn't get past the fact that he was fooling around with another woman besides Caroline.

  “I'm sorry.” Wyatt stood up and pulled his pants back on. “I want you to know that it has nothing to do with you. I promise you that.”

  Lily's face turned red. She seemed just as embarrassed as he was.