Man of the House: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance

by Sarah Rowling

  Still, Caleb was clearly unsatisfied. Maddy assumed that anything would become a chore after doing it for almost a decade. Even a job as exciting and as fun as this one would end up becoming boring if one did it for too long.

  Maddy idly began to wonder what Caleb looked like now. Had he gained weight? Had he grown a beard? Did his eyes still twinkle when he laughed?

  She had not met him since he had left. She lived in California and his company was based in New York so even when he was in the states they were at opposite ends of the country. He had sent pictures a few times over the years, but these were so few and far between that she never really knew what he looked like at any given time.

  By the time she got a picture he could have completely changed his appearance, as letters took a long time to get to her since he was rarely ever in the same place twice.

  She regularly sent Caleb pictures of herself, however. She wanted him to see how she had grown, how she wasn’t the same petite little girl that she used to be.

  In his letter, Caleb spoke of how beautiful the girls in Florence were. In his own words, “There are no women in the world who are as beautiful as Italian women, and there are no Italian women who are as beautiful as Florentine women!”

  Maddy felt a twinge of jealousy at this. She didn’t really know why, but the thought of him being attracted to women made her feel oddly possessive. As though she wanted to grab them and tell them that he had been hers first. It didn’t really make any sense but it was how she felt regardless.

  Caleb spoke of the beautiful women of Florence only briefly. He then moved on to describe how much he was enjoying Italy, and how he thought that he might want to eventually settle down in Italy. Maddy felt a little uncertain at that. They had not met in years, but the fact that he at least was in the same country as her every once in a while comforted her.

  She was relieved when she read on as he said that his moving to Italy was probably not going to happen. He loved Italy, but he suspected that that was because he lived here in the lap of luxury, provided by his company and only came here once in a while. If he ever started living there, he suspected that he would hate it from the bottom of his heart.

  He asked Maddy how she was doing, asked her about her plans for the future. He estimated that she had one semester of university left, and was excited to see pictures of her graduation.

  He was also excited about the fact that Maddy’s birthday was coming up. He promised to send her a present.

  Once Maddy finished reading the letter she started to write her response to it but then started to think back about the day Caleb had brought her to live with her Aunt Matilda.

  Chapter Four

  Maddy began to write the experience down. She knew that writing things down made them easier to digest, easier to rationalize. She had long since rationalized that day, but for some reason she wanted to write it down anyway. And so, Maddy began to write:

  Maddy heard a knock on the door. She was sure that it was Caleb, as there was nobody else left in her home. Maddy angrily wiped away a tear as she remembered this. Her mother was gone now. The only person Maddy had ever loved more than life itself was gone. She had been gone for six months now, yet the wound remained fresh. There was nothing Maddy could do to make the hurt go away.

  And now Caleb was leaving her too. The man who was supposed to be her father, who was supposed to take care of her no matter what, was leaving her now.

  “What?!” shouted Maddy. “What do you want from me?”

  “Maddy, come on sweetie,” said Caleb, from the other side of the door. “Come on out, talk to me.”

  “I don’t want to talk to anyone,” said Maddy. She hated him right now, hated him for doing this to her. Come to think of it, she had always hated him. He had just come into her life, just married her mother and started calling himself her father. She had never really liked him, never felt as though he belonged in her life. Things had been just fine when it had been just Maddy and her mother, why had he come strolling in as though he could take anything he wanted?

  Caleb tried the doorknob. It wasn’t locked. He came in and kneeled next to Maddy. He tried to wipe a tear from her face but she slapped his hand away.

  “Maddy, I’m sorry,” said Caleb. “It’s... it’s complicated. You’re growing up, you need a real father, a real mother. You need parents who know how to raise kids, not some guy who is barely standing on his own two feet.”

  “I don’t care,” said Maddy. “You’re just leaving me. No matter what you say, that’s what it is. You’re just leaving me because you hate me, and I hate you too!”

  “Oh baby girl,” said Caleb. “I don’t hate you, I could never hate you.” He looked as though he wanted to hug her but was restraining himself. He knew that if he tried to she would just hit him again, that it would just make her angrier.

  “Yeah but you’re still just abandoning me,” said Maddy. “Is there something wrong with me? I mean, my real dad just left. He wasn’t even there when I was born.”

  Maddy burst into tears. “Nobody loves me. Not my dad, not you, not even my mom. She just left too. She knew how much I needed her and she just left.”

  Caleb gulped and tried to say something, but the words seemed stuck in his throat. He sniffed, and Maddy looked up and saw tears in his eyes.

  “She didn’t want to leave you,” said Caleb. “Sometimes these things just happen.”

  “Ugh, shut up!” said Maddy, standing up and walking to the far side of the room, hugging herself. That was all anybody said, that these things just happen. That wasn’t what she wanted to hear.

  “Maddy, you need your aunt and uncle. They’re stable, they are mature, they can take care of you in ways that I can’t. You’re a big girl now, and you need real parents, sweetie.”

  “You would’ve never have done this if mom was still around,” said Maddy. “You would never have just dumped me on my aunt and uncle like this if she was still around.”

  “That’s not true,” said Caleb. “If I were... older, settled, at least a little more mature then I would have raised you as my own.”

  “Well thank God you’re not,” said Maddy. She didn’t want him to raise her, but she hated him for abandoning her all the same.

  Caleb didn’t reply. Maddy realized that he was crying, and she started sobbing again too.

  “I just miss her so much, Caleb,” said Maddy. “I just miss her so much and I don’t know what to do. I want her back... I want her back...”

  Caleb hugged her from behind. Maddy turned around and buried her face into his shoulder, tears streaming from her face. The only sound that managed to escape her lips was, “I want her back...”

  Caleb was crying too. The words he kept repeating were the same as Maddy’s.

  Maddy stopped writing there. The rest was rather boring. She just stopped crying and went with Caleb to Aunt Matilda’s. He promised that he would write to her. Maddy remembered scoffing, saying that e-mail was a thing now, that nobody wrote letters anymore.

  Caleb had only smiled, saying that the letters would be his proof that he was not abandoning her. True to his word, a month after he left, Maddy got a letter talking about his adventures in London, which was the first place he had been sent to. Initially, Maddy never replied, though she read every letter he sent.

  Caleb, undeterred, sent her a letter every month like clockwork. After a few months, Maddy found herself replying. It had not been a conscious decision. She had a crush on a boy in her class named Jeremy and wanted to tell him about it.

  She had not known why she had wanted to write to him about this so much. It had just been an important event in her life, her first major crush on a boy who liked her back, and she didn’t feel like her protective uncle would approve.

  Maddy was broken out of her reverie by the ringing of her phone. It was her boyfriend Ronald, texting to tell her that he was waiting for her downstairs.

  Chapter Five

  Maddy rushed downstairs. She had mi
ssed her boyfriend. Despite the distance she felt in their relationship, a distance that had nothing to do with her happiness in the present day, she loved seeing him. She was worried about their future together but at the moment he was an excellent romantic partner to have.

  “Hey Ronnie!” shouted Maddy, hugging her boyfriend tight. Ronnie returned the hug and said, “Hey sweet thing, did you miss me?”

  “Maybe,” said Maddy coyly. Her boyfriend laughed, squeezed her in the embrace and then let go.

  “I was thinking we could go out, you know,” said Ronnie. “To the double L.”

  Maddy’s heart rate increased. The double L was code for Lover’s Lane, an empty stretch of street with a parking lot where one could get a bit of privacy for some... extracurricular activities.

  “You got it, cowboy,” said Maddy.

  Her and Ronald drove to Lover’s Lane and had at each other like a man fresh from the desert would drink from a well. Ronald kissed her deep, Maddy moaned. It was so good to have someone for this, a fellow sexual being, someone who she was so sexually compatible with.

  Maddy was on her back now. She felt Ronald’s cock pressed against her pussy, through her panties and his jeans. He had pushed her skirt up over her hips. She was unbelievably wet for him now, desperate for his cock to penetrate her aching pussy. They hadn’t been able to have sex in a while since Ronald had been busy with studying for his exams. Finally, she could release the sexual frustration she had been feeling.

  Once Ronald had pulled her panties off, she flipped them around so that she was on top. She moaned as his rock hard cock slid into her. “Yes,” she whispered, tossing her head back as she savored the feel of him inside her. “Fuck my pussy, baby, fuck it real good, oh fuck yeah,”

  Ronald was fucking her deep, making her pussy stretch, making her feel like she was his. He was pinching her nipples as he fucked her, Maddy moaned as the pleasure saturated her little pussy.

  She was screaming now. She didn’t care if anybody could hear her, she wanted Ronald’s cock so bad. She needed him to fuck her, she need him to make her come.

  When Maddy saw someone passing by through the window, she pressed her upper body to Ronald’s. Ronald covered her mouth so that her screams wouldn’t be heard outside the car. She was desperate for it now, the feel of his hand on her mouth, muffling her screams turned her on even more. She loved it when he fucked her dirty this way.

  Ronald flipped them around. He wanted to be on top now. Maddy didn’t mind, she loved it when he pounded at her pussy with abandon, loved feeling that he couldn’t control himself when he was inside her.

  Ronald really changed while he was fucking her. Usually he was sweet and gentle but once his cock was inside her pussy, he turned into something more similar to a wild animal.

  He grunted and groaned as he fucked her cunt. Maddy felt like talking dirty to him. “That’s it, baby,” said Maddy. “Take my fuck hole, make it yours. Make me yours baby, oh God!”

  Maddy felt her climax approaching and scratched at Ronald’s back desperately. Ronald had to clamp her mouth shut again while she came as the scream would have alerted people in the nearby houses of what was going on in the car. She was moaning and moving in such an erotic way underneath him that he couldn’t hold back any longer.

  He pulled out and came all over her stomach, unable now to stop himself from screaming, which made both of them laugh.

  Maddy peeked outside the car to make sure that no one had heard them. The coast was clear. Giggling manically, she lay back down on the car seat and sighed.

  Ronald was kissing her everywhere. He had wiped the cum off of her stomach and was kissing her there now, then moving up to kiss her breasts and suck on her nipples. Maddy moaned contentedly as she felt his tongue on her nipple.

  Maddy suddenly felt a little uneasy. She had not realized it in the moment of passion, but she remembered it now. While Ronald had been fucking her she had closed her eyes for a second and thought of Caleb. It had happened only briefly, but Maddy wondered what it meant.

  The End of Book 1 of 5

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  Book 2: Stepdad Fantasy 2

  Copyright © 2015 All rights reserved.

  No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author.

  This book is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

  This story has erotic themes and is suitable for adults, 18+ only.

  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter One

  Maddy awoke to the soft sound of bird song. There was honestly no better way to wake up, and Maddy was glad that it was how she had woken up today. She sat upright in bed and stretched, rubbing the kinks out of her muscles, yawning as she did so. She looked around her room; Aunt Matilda had placed a laundry basket full of clean clothes there, probably late last night after Maddy had gone to sleep.

  Matilda often did things like that. She often did laundry late at night because it relaxed her. The task was simple, which was what probably made her aunt feel so relaxed while doing it.

  Maddy got out of bed and walked towards the laundry basket. She picked one of the t-shirts out and smelled it. Maddy loved the smell of freshly washed clothes, she loved wearing them. She stripped naked and entered the bathroom.

  As she showered, Maddy thought of the fact that her twenty first birthday was approaching. This was it. This was the final hurdle between her and true adulthood. Technically, she’d become an adult when she turned eighteen. But she hadn’t felt grown up then. After all, who’s mature when they hit eighteen?

  She had never understood why turning sixteen was celebrated to be such a momentous occasion. The age meant nothing apart from the fact that she could drive. It didn’t make sense to celebrate such a random age with so much pomp.

  The big two-one, on the other hand, Maddy understood. She knew why it was important and she was excited about it too. At twenty one she would be significantly more mature than she was at eighteen. At twenty one she was going to graduate with a proper degree. She was going to walk through the very last door of childhood onto the sprawling, dense expanse of life that was adulthood.

  No more training wheels, thought Maddy to herself. The thought of being thrust out into the world would have intimidated some women. Maddy, on the other hand, completely understood what was expected of her. It sort of came with the territory as far as she was concerned. If you grow up with emotional baggage, you tend to learn how to cope with things more quickly than a lot of people. She hadn’t had as much of a childhood as some other people, and that had forced her to grow up.

  She wasn’t depressed or miserable in the slightest. On the contrary, Maddy felt that she had experienced the perfect blend of misery and happiness throughout her life to make her the ideal adult. She knew that her life experiences were going to make her ready for whatever challenges life threw her way, and she was ready for all of them. In fact, she was awaiting these challenges eagerly.

  She thought of her life in two parts. The first part was the time she had spent with her mother. The second part consisted of the previous nine years that she had spent with Aunt Matilda. Now she was about to begin the third chapter in her life.

  Maddy had experienced a lot of change in her life. She had spent a few years living with just her mom. That changed when Caleb came into the picture. She had to adapt to living with him all of a sudden. Her mother died, and she had to adjust to the idea of living with Caleb. Then Caleb handed her over to Aunt Matilda and Uncle Robbie, and she had had to adjust to an entirely new set of rules now.

  A few years later, she had started college which had its own completely distinct set of rules. Yes, by now Maddy was used to adapting. The benefit of this particular adaptation was that it would involve a greater degree of freed
om than all of the others. She would finally start living life on her own terms, earning her own money and spending it however she wanted. She would no longer be dependent on other people for her financial security.

  Maddy finished showering, brushed her teeth, put on a freshly washed pair of clothes and then headed downstairs to have some breakfast. When she got downstairs, she saw that Aunt Matilda was speaking on the phone, quite frantic.

  This worried Maddy. Aunt Matilda never got worried. She had taken the news that she couldn’t have kids with stoicism. Uncle Robbie was the worrier, Aunt Matilda had always been the calm and collected one.

  This was why Maddy was so concerned at the fact that Aunt Matilda sounded so worried on the phone. If whatever was being spoken about had actually upset her, it was probably really bad, so bad that it was life changing.

  Her heart pounding in her chest, Maddy said, “Aunt Matilda? What’s wrong?”

  Aunt Matilda turned around, blanched and cut the call. She had apparently not heard Maddy coming downstairs as she had been so preoccupied with the phone call.

  “Nothing,” said Aunt Matilda, “nothing at all sweetie. It’s just a normal phone call, that’s all.”

  “You sounded really worried,” said Maddy, her voice echoing the concern of her heart. What had gotten Aunt Matilda so worried and why was she trying to keep it from her?

  Maddy was unable to get Matilda to speak. Eventually giving up, she decided to push the thought from her mind and just eat breakfast. If it had anything to do with her, Aunt Matilda would tell her eventually. She was a sweet person, one of the most loving people Maddy knew. This meant that Matilda could not lie or keep something from anyone for a long period of time. That was just not how she functioned.