Man of the House: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance

by Sarah Rowling

  They had six days before he went to pick up Tracey at the airport.

  Becca had made it clear that she wanted him, at least until her mother returned, and he knew he had no restraint with her. He couldn’t resist her tight twenty-year old ass or her blue eyes. She was so sweet and innocent, but bold at the same time.

  He tried to stop himself, but he couldn’t help but compare Tracey to her daughter. He knew it wasn’t fair. When Tracey was twenty, she had Becca.

  Trevor knew Tracey worked so hard because she wanted to give Becca more than she ever had. But she also wanted to make up for the career that she wasn’t able to start until her late twenties.

  Tracey worked so determinedly for both herself and her daughter. Trevor was only then starting to question where he fit in Tracey’s life. It was beginning to seem like he didn’t.

  Becca was fitting in her place nicely. Even better than Tracey, Trevor admitted to himself.

  Tracey was an amazing person and Trevor had fallen in love with her assertiveness and dedication. She had opened up to him right away and he thought that she was a beautiful person.

  Then he met Becca and he still loved Tracey, but Becca was so much more.

  Her eyes were bluer and her voice was sweeter. Her heart and her mind were open in ways that Tracey’s weren’t.

  Trevor told himself that it was because Becca had a different spirit than her mother, but he feared that it was her youth.

  When he first laid eyes on Becca, he felt a jolt in his chest that he hadn’t experienced when he met Tracey. He had come to love Tracey after a few days of getting to know her.

  Worrying about a crush on a hot blonde he felt like he was twenty again himself. He wasn’t sure if he could trust his emotions when fucking her felt so good.

  When he finally got up out of her bed, he sat on the edge with his head in his hands. Becca sat up and put a hand on his back.

  “She’s a workaholic, she’ll never put enough time into your marriage to make it work.”

  She spoke plainly, responding to his thoughts as if she had been reading them.

  “It can’t work when I’m fucking her daughter,” Trevor replied, turning to look at her.

  She backed off immediately, looking just a little hurt. She shrugged and got up from the bed, going to her closet to get some clothes.

  “You’re right,” she said to him and he felt a little disappointed. Part of him wanted her to rationalize their relationship for him.

  Becca pulled on a shirt and looked at Trevor, “Once my mom gets back,” she paused, glancing away from him, “you should do whatever you feel is right.”

  She walked towards him on the bed in a tank top and panties.

  “But until she’s back, maybe you can do me this favor?”

  He stood. He was much taller than she was and when she looked up at him, he couldn’t help but smile.

  “Favor, Becca?” He asked her dubiously.

  She tried to hide her own smile, “Yeah, a favor. When I go back to college I’ll be more comfortable with men. I’m too old to be so inexperienced.”

  He gazed into her eyes. They both knew what she said was bullshit, and they both knew that at the end of the week, things were going to get messy.

  But when she mentioned finding a boyfriend at college Trevor felt protective of her, almost jealous.

  He hid his feelings, smiling at her. He didn’t care about the little lies they were telling each other, the lies that they were telling themselves, as long as he could hold her and kiss her.

  Chapter Four

  They ordered pizza and lay together on the couch that evening. She cuddled into his chest and he wrapped his arms around her. When he started to slide his finger into her pussy, she pulled away.

  She got on top of him, straddling him, so that she could feel what it was like to be on top. She found that her clit slid deliciously against the base of his cock when she got on top of him.

  They ended up falling asleep together in her bed, spooning the entire night. When Trevor woke up in the morning, his face was in her hair, smelling the sweet scent of coconut. For a moment, he thought he was with Tracey but quickly realized that it was Becca.

  He felt like he had been intoxicated the entire day before and wondered to himself how long they could keep sleeping with each other.

  Becca got up soon after him, scrambling to get ready and head off to the art gallery. She had to ask Trevor for a ride and he said “of course”.

  Her friend Tanya was working at the gallery for the summer too and saw Trevor as he and Becca pulled up.

  Tanya watched through the glass doors of the gallery as the older, extremely handsome man glanced around and leaned down, kissing Becca passionately. Tanya’s eyes widened and she giggled a little, waiting for Becca to come in so she could tease her.

  When she finally walked through the door, after lingering for several more minutes, Tanya surprised her.

  “Who’s the guy in the car?” Tanya implored the second Becca came into the gallery’s entrance.

  Becca froze.

  Did she see us kiss? Becca asked herself as Tanya waited for a reply. It’s just Tanya, I guess it doesn’t matter, she thought with a shrug. Tanya was her friend, she could trust her.

  “He’s my stepdad,” Becca said as they continued down the corridor that lead to the employee’s lounge.

  Tanya froze this time as Becca kept her pace, getting ahead of her friend.

  “What?” Tanya called down the hallway, running to catch up with Becca.

  She grabbed Becca’s shoulder, stopping her.

  “What?” Tanya asked again, looking incredulous.

  “It’s complicated…” Becca said as Tanya begged for an explanation.

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  That night Trevor was working the night shift and Becca had to be up for the gallery the next morning. Without him, she felt incredibly lonely but she was grateful that her pussy would get a break. Although she was sore, she knew that if Trevor was there, nothing would stop her from sleeping with him.

  When she had revealed to Tanya the extent of her relationship with Trevor, Tanya was astonished.

  “That does not sound like you, Becca,” Tanya had said.

  “The connection between us is unreal,” she responded. “It’s like we’re drawn to each other and just can’t help it.”

  Tanya shook her head, laughing to herself, “What happens when your mom finds out?”

  Becca opened her mouth to give her a sarcastic retort but her mind went blank. She had avoided thinking about next week, when everything would have to change back to normal.

  Their conversation had ended at that point, with Becca changing the subject. Tanya got the hint and just let it go.

  With Trevor gone for the night, Becca fantasized about how they could hide their relationship from Tracey. She knew that they couldn’t stop. And she knew Trevor wouldn’t put up a fight either.

  It couldn’t be that hard to keep it a secret. Tracey was never around and Trevor often worked the night shift. Becca could think of a dozen moments throughout the day where’d she’d be all alone with Trevor. It would be easy.

  Becca started to cheer up when she had convinced herself she could continue being with Trevor. Even if it meant sleeping with him right under her mother’s nose.

  She couldn’t even start to think about her mother and Trevor sleeping together. She hoped that, just like with every other relationship her mother had had, Tracey would ruin it all on her own.

  Give it time, Becca told herself.

  Chapter Five

  It was Wednesday and Trevor was working the day shift. The entire day at the gallery was spent thinking about him and what they would do when she got home.

  Tanya asked her what was on her mind and Becca blushed.

  “Are you in love with him?” She asked Becca with a skeptical look, receiving a shrug in response.

  She wanted to talk about how it was too soon to think about being in love but the
conversation wasn’t normal. It didn’t necessitate a normal reply.

  Either way, Tanya probably thought Becca was crazy. She certainly felt scandalous.

  Trevor was picking her up, but she didn’t want anyone to see. Now that she was planning on continuing their affair, she didn’t want Tanya to see her with Trevor. Their relationship would need to be in total secret.

  She called Trevor and asked him to pick her up down the street from the gallery. She told Tanya she was taking the bus.

  When she got in the car, Trevor broke out in a smile as he greeted her. She couldn’t stop herself from kissing him. His hand went up to the nape of her neck, sending shivers down her back.

  When he pulled away from her, they looked into each other’s eyes for a moment before he turned his attention back to the wheel. Driving home, he put his hand on her thigh and she looked over at him, trying to conceal her beaming face. Everything was becoming real between them. Becca was elated.

  The minute they walked into the house and locked the door, Trevor pulled Becca close to him. He brought his lips back to hers, parting her mouth with his tongue. She was covered in goosebumps, feeling his hands on her.

  He tore her coat off of her, pulling it down her arms. He unbuttoned her shirt, kissing her as he ripped it off of her as well. He took his own jacket and shirt off, following her as she backed out of the entrance.

  She went to the stairs and he chased her up and into her bedroom. She giggled, standing next to her bed and wiggling out of her skirt. She stood before him in lace panties and nothing else.

  He let his jeans fall to the floor and she saw his cock already hard beneath his briefs. He took a few steps towards her, coming close enough that she could feel his erection on her abdomen. He leaned down to kiss her again, pressing her against him.

  She hopped onto the bed playfully, and he crawled on top of her. She brought her mouth to his, kissing him as her hand slid down his briefs, grabbing his cock. She started to stroke his dick, hard, feeling it throb in her hand.

  He lay beside her as she rubbed his cock, running his hand from her tit to her pussy. He felt that she was wet and hooked his finger under the waist of her panties, pulling them off of her.

  Completely naked, she spread her legs, inviting Trevor to touch her. He slid a finger in to her pussy, watching her face. She kept her hand on his shaft, squeezing it as he fingered her.

  He put a hand on her hip and pushed her forward a little so that she was lying on her side. He was lying behind her and ran a hand down her back. She positioned her body so that her back was arched a little, perking her hips up. He brought his hand down, spreading her ass apart so that he could slid his cock into her pussy.

  She was wet enough that he could slip into her pussy without seeing a grimace on her face. He thrust into her, slowly, as he lay behind her on her bed. He brought his hand around her hip to her clit, rubbing it gently.

  Her moaning started and it was music to his ears. His lips perked up at one corner as he slipped deeper inside of her. He couldn’t imagine ever getting bored with her pussy.

  He ran his hand up to her chest, grabbing her tit. He felt her nipple between his fingers as he massaged her boob, keeping his thrusts incredibly slow.

  She felt every inch of his cock inside of her. She brought her own fingers to her clit while he squeezed her boob. He was going so slowly that she started to buck her hips, begging for more of his cock.

  He moaned a little as he felt her start to grind against him. He thrust into her harder and faster, listening to her body.

  His rhythm got faster and her moaning grew louder until he felt the wetness of her pussy spread onto his hips. He wanted to fuck her even harder.

  He wrapped an arm around her and brought her up with him as he got onto his knees. She got onto hers, looking behind her as he steadied himself. He continued thrusting into her, much harder, slamming his cock into her pussy as she bent down.

  Seeing her ass and cunt from behind was almost enough to make him lose control but he wanted to her hear moan even louder. He brought his hand around to her clit again, circling his finger around her soft flesh. Her pussy was quivering with orgasm and she was nearly breathless with pleasure.

  With her moaning quieted, Trevor could hear the front door slam shut. His eyes went wide and he froze in place behind Becca. She turned to look at him with dreamy eyes, asking him why he’d stopped.

  Trevor pulled out of Becca quickly, hopping off the bed with alarm. He opened the door quickly, racing out of the room and leaving Becca wet, sticky, and confused, alone on her bed.

  She heard him in his own bedroom and then heading down the stairs, taking them a little more slowly.

  “Honey, I can’t believe you’re home,” Becca heard Trevor’s voice say but didn’t hear Tracey respond.

  My mother is back early, she realized with wide eyes. Could she have heard us?

  The End of Book 3 of 5

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  Book 24: Virgin Stepdaughter 4

  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

  Tracey was half way up the stairs when Trevor met her, embracing her.

  “I was about to hop in the shower,” he said to her, giving her a quick kiss.

  He followed her to the kitchen, glancing up the stairs quickly. Becca was standing in her doorway, listening to their conversation. No matter how hard she tried to stop herself, tears were welling in her eyes.

  She knew that this was coming but it hurt having it happen so much earlier than she expected. It hurt her a lot and she was surprised at how insulted she felt. Of course Trevor had to leave her bedroom and distract Tracey from what they had been doing. Becca knew that, but seeing him spring up and leave so suddenly was still painful for her.

  There was no denying it, she knew she was in love with him.

  She went back into her room, shutting her door carefully behind her. She supposed that she should go down and greet her mother, ask her how her flights were, the cab ride and so on. But she couldn’t stand to see her with Trevor. Especially so soon after Trevor had been inside of her.

  She threw herself on her bed, inhaling the smell of him on her sheets.

  What did I get myself into? She thought with a heavy sigh.

  Twenty minutes later she walked down the stairs and saw them at the kitchen table, chatting. Tracey obviously had no idea what had been happening while she was gone, even though she had been so close to catching them in the act.

  “Becca,” her mother said as she saw her daughter, looking up from the table.

  Tracey gave her a smile and Becca’s mind raced, paranoid that there was a hint of contempt beneath the grin.

  “How was the trip?” Becca asked, not able to focus on what her mother said in reply.

  Becca went to the fridge, glancing over at Trevor. He looked away from her when their eyes met, glancing at Tracey and then to the table. He nodded slightly at the things that she was saying as Becca hid her face behind the door of the fridge.

  The tears had returned to her eyes and she blinked them away furiously. Things had changed so much in less than two weeks. Trevor had gone from some man her mother had married to her friend, she didn’t like to refer to him as her stepdad. He was actually her first lover.

  And her first love.

  What was she supposed to do now that her lover’s wife had returned?

  Becca closed the fridge, looking at them sitting together at the table. She hesitated in joining them, knowin
g how uncomfortable it would be.

  Tracey pointed to the other chair at the table.

  “Sit with us for a minute, honey.” She said in a sweet voice. Becca sat, giving them each a tight smile, trying to think of something to say.

  Tracey spoke first.

  “Did you enjoy getting to know Trevor?” Tracey had wine in front of her and brought the glass to her lips, watching Becca over the rim.

  Becca’s heart pounded a little as she scrutinized the question, scanning it for suspicion.

  “Good. Trevor and I had a great time together,” she said, looking from her mother to Trevor.

  Becca didn’t take her eyes from him this time and stared into his.

  He swallowed and made himself smile, despite the hint of apprehension in his eyes.

  “Becca is…” he looked over at Tracey who grabbed his forearm, squeezing it a little. He turned back to Becca, “she’s amazing.”

  Her heart felt like he had pierced her with a knife. She had to get away from him.

  Her phone was in her pocket and she grabbed it, pretending there was a call. She got up from the table, taking a few steps away. She smiled at her mom, bringing her phone to her ear.

  “Sorry,” she said to them as she walked out of the room. She went through the living room, looking over her shoulder at them. She saw Tracey lean forward, asking Trevor for a kiss. He met her lips but kept his eyes open, looking at Becca.

  She couldn’t take it. Becca sprang up the steps to her bedroom, leaving Tracey and Trevor alone.

  An hour later she decided she had to get out of the house and called Tanya. Her friend was going to come pick her up and she just had to make it to the front door without getting emotional.

  Becca felt horrible inside. She had just been so happy and then, Tracey. Becca knew she couldn’t be resentful, Trevor was her mother’s husband.