Man of the House: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance

by Sarah Rowling

He unzipped his jeans, giving enough room to pull his erection from his briefs. His hand gripped tightly around his manhood as he stroked it gently, and then more aggressively, trying to release the toxins created by the images in his mind.

  His back pressed against the wall and his eyes closed tightly as he jerked at the erection he sported between his legs.

  As he felt his body tense up, the music stopped in the other room. He wasn’t able to stop his orgasm, and as he let out a grunt, he knew they were loud enough to be heard in the other room.

  He grabbed a towel, letting his load fall into it; quickly zipping his pants thereafter and trying to catch his breath.

  A knock on his door injected panic into his veins.

  “You want pizza?” Jessica’s voice echoed through the door.

  “Sure.” He said.

  “What do you want on it?” She asked.

  She pushed the door open, peeking in at him standing by his work bench.

  He knew he looked guilty. Jessica had a strange look on her face as she stared into his eyes. There was a hint of sarcasm, but also something softer, something he couldn’t quite put his finger on.

  “Anything you want.” He said.

  He tried to smile at her, but he knew he looked corny.

  “So, you ok?” She asked.

  “Yeah, sure.” He said.

  “Well, I heard you a minute ago, it sounded like you were in pain.” She said.

  “Oh, I was probably trying to loosen this bolt.” He said, pointing to an engine part on the bench.

  Jessica’s eyes lingered on the part, and then looked back up at Johnathan. He couldn’t tell if she believed him or not.

  “I’ll be up in a minute.” Johnathan said.

  Jessica disappeared up the stairs. He was relieved to have a moment to pull himself together.

  Upstairs, Jessica had already ordered the pizza and was sitting on the couch. She looked relaxed, comfortable, and at ease. Johnathan felt anything but at ease around the girl.

  “So, how’s dance class going?” He asked.

  He was just trying to make conversation, and that seemed to be a topic they had done well with over the past week.

  “It’s great.” She said.

  Johnathan was intrigued by the girl’s talents, but he couldn’t tell her he had watched her dance in the privacy of her own room. He knew she took off to dance class during the day, and sometimes didn’t get home until after eight o’clock, but as far as she knew, he had never seen her in action.

  “Maybe I can come watch you one day.” He said.

  Jessica gave him a coy smile. She let out a laugh, which he found to be odd.

  “Yeah, maybe.” She said.

  “Mom hates my dancing. She thinks I need to get a job.” She said.

  It was the first time she had opened up to Johnathan about her relationship with her mother. He was unsure how to handle the comment. He agreed with Melissa that she needed to get a job, but he didn’t want to shut her down so quickly.

  “There’s plenty of time in life for a job.” He said.

  “It’s good to be able to do what you want while you’re still young.” He added.

  He noticed Jessica lighten up after his comment. It was as if the anger left her and she was normal for a moment. A moment he was sure wouldn’t last. But, it was a start.

  Chapter Four

  Melissa seemed pleased with the progression of Johnathan and Jessica’s relationship.

  Jessica would still offer up her sassy comments and roll her eyes any chance she got, but she also would banter with Johnathan, cut up, and even tell him about her day.

  He noticed that her behavior towards him was usually friendlier when Melissa was around. It was as if she wanted to flaunt her relationship with her new husband to her face, while still being cold and distant to her.

  The workshop was becoming his hideaway when Jessica would wear skimpy clothes and bend over in front of him. He had a bottle of lotion hidden under his bench for the occasions when Melissa wasn’t home, or for when she was sleeping from her exhausting night at work.

  While Melissa slept upstairs, Johnathan had escaped to his workroom, not because of Jessica this time, but just to get some space.

  When he heard Jessica come down the stairs, he quickly shut his door. He was working on organizing his tools, cleaning up the older ones, and trying to fix the engine that sat on his bench.

  The music started, and after a few minutes, Johnathan couldn’t resist taking a peek over the wall.

  Jessica was lying on her pink bedspread, her legs open, and her hand pushed down the front of her shorts.

  He watched as she thrust her hips towards her hand, licked her lips, and clenched her eyes shut in ecstasy.

  The thought of her perfectly painted fingers pushing into her tight shaved pussy was driving him insane.

  Her other hand slid under her shirt, pushing the material away from her body and exposing her perky tits. As her fingers pulled at her long pink nipples, Johnathan’s jeans grew tighter.

  Her mouth made a perfect ‘o’ as she let out moans he couldn’t hear over the music. He watched her hand work faster and harder in between her legs and desperately wanted to taste her fingers.

  His hand slid back and forth across his erection that was fighting to get out of his jeans while he watched Jessica pleasure herself.

  He unzipped, pulled the heavy meat from his jeans, and slathered his hand with lotion. He stroked in the same motion as her hand fucked her young pussy, imagining it was his cock pushing deep inside of her, and that his hand was her tight young pussy squeezing him as he thrust into her.

  Her back arched, and she bucked against her hand hard, her mouth opening even wider now, and her eyes still closed. He watched as she jolted on the mattress, twitching, and then stopped abruptly, tightening her legs together around her nestled hand.

  Johnathan couldn’t hold back his own excitement. His hand was gripping tightly around his hard cock, and as he watched her let go of her orgasm, his flowed out over his fingers.

  His legs felt weak, causing him to stumble from the stepstool as he backed down. He knew the loud crash could be heard over the music.

  He quickly adjusted his pants, and picked up the stool and the metal tool box that had spilled onto the ground.

  Jessica pushed open his door, looking startled.

  “Are you ok?” She asked.

  Her face was still flush, similar to her mother’s after she would orgasm. Johnathan was paralyzed in his position. All he could do was nod.

  Jessica’s eyes drifted towards the tool box in the floor, and then to the step stool. When she looked back up at Johnathan, she looked coy.

  “I’m a klutz.” He said.

  He moved the tool box under the bench, and then realized his lotion bottle was in full view.

  The work towel that laid next to it was covered in his cum, and before he could step in front of it, he noticed Jessica’s eyes move towards the items.

  She smiled with the same coy look in her eyes, and then backed out of the room.

  “Fuck!” Johnathan yelled at himself.

  He grabbed the lotion bottle, shoved it back in its hiding place, and buried the towel in the bottom of the bag of shop clothes.

  As he left the workshop, he was heading to Jessica’s room to explain. He had to come up with some excuse before she came to realization that he was jerking off to her playing with herself. He couldn’t have her tell Melissa. He knew with his reputation from the bar, there would be no talking his way out of this one.

  He stopped short at the doorway of Jessica’s room. She left the door open, knowing he was right next door. Her naked body stood in the center of the room.

  When she caught him looking at her she didn’t cover up, she didn’t even close the door, and she didn’t blush either. She just reached for her sundress and slid it over her body while he stared in awe.

  “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stare.” He said.
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br />   Jessica gave him a cute smile, and then leaned over to pull a pair of panties from the laundry basket on the floor. Her sundress lifted over her ass cheeks, exposing them to Johnathan.

  When she turned around, she smiled at him with that same coy look in her eye.

  “I have to get to the dance studio.” She said.

  Her breasts brushed against his arm as she pushed her way past him in the doorway.

  “I just wanted to explain…” He started to say.

  “No need.” She said.

  “You’re just a klutz.” She added.

  She gave him a sassy smile over her shoulder as she made her way up the stairs.

  Johnathan was in awe of her attitude towards his actions, and was unsure what to think of it.

  He went into the bedroom to wake Melissa for work. She was wearing a long t-shirt, similar to the one that Jessica wore around the house at night.

  Her ass cheeks were peeking out from the material of the shirt, and his mind drifted to the peek show he was just given by Jessica.

  When she bent over, her ass cheeks were so pink, so round, and if she had of opened her legs just a little bit, he would have gotten an amazing view of her tight little pussy.

  His hands slid to Melissa’s thighs, rubbing them softly as she pulled them apart.

  He slid his hand in between her ass cheeks, separating her flesh to reveal her puckered button and her pink pussy lips.

  She moaned as her body squirmed. Her eyes opened, and she looked at him over her shoulder.

  “Don’t stop.” She whispered.

  Johnathan smiled at her as she turned back around. He liked being in this position with his wife and his own crazy imagination.

  He pictured Jessica’s round, pink ass as he pulled Melissa up from the mattress onto her knees.

  Her face was buried in the pillow, and her ass high in the air. Johnathan slid his finger through her slit, sliding just the tip of one inside of her at a time, teasing her pussy as he imagined her daughter.

  Melissa let out a moan and pushed her hips towards his hand, as if to beg him for more.

  He slid his finger deep inside of her, pumping it steadily as she bucked against him.

  “Fuck me baby.” She whispered.

  His exhausted cock woke up without urging. He slid his jeans down past his hips and positioned himself behind her on his knees.

  Holding his cock in his hand, he pushed the head against her beautiful pink flesh, teasing her by sliding it back and forth before burying it in her tight pussy.

  Melissa bucked hard against him, pushing him deeper and deeper inside of her.

  “You like that hard cock baby?” He asked.

  “Yes.” She gasped.

  He gripped her hair, gently tugging it as he pulled himself deeper between her legs. Her moans grew louder and more intense as his thrusts became more aggressive.

  Johnathan slid his hand between Melissa’s legs, rubbing her clit with his fingers as he fucked her hard from behind. Her fists clenched around the sheets, pulling them loose from the mattress as she moaned.

  He thrust harder, making her tighten against him.

  His orgasm was too close to stop, so he gave her two more hard thrusts to send her over the edge. He loved how they seemed to always reach their climax together. Their bodies pulsated in sync as her pussy tightened and released against his throbbing cock.

  Johnathan fell over beside Melissa on the mattress, breathing heavily as he worked to calm his body down. He was exhausted from two orgasms in a row, and his body dehydrated from the loss of fluids.

  Melissa fell to the mattress, rolled over, and then gently kissed Johnathan on the cheek.

  “You should wake me up like that every day.” She said.

  Johnathan smiled back at her and then pulled her in close for a passionate kiss. His fingers ran through her hair, and then stroked her long blonde locks away from her face. She really was beautiful. He felt lucky to have her in his life.

  He knew it was wrong to feel the way he did about Jessica, but it seemed to be improving their sex life. If she wanted woken up like that every day, he couldn’t help but think that as long as Jessica continued to do the things she was doing around the house, and even behind closed doors, that it would never be a problem. He was just going to have to learn to be more careful to avoid getting caught again.

  The End of Book Two

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  Book 28: Naughty Stepdaughter 3

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  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 One

  During the last couple weeks, Jessica hadn’t been around much. When Johnathan got off work, he came home to her leaving with a duffle bag over her shoulder, and Melissa getting ready for work.

  It was lonely in the house at night, and without Jessica’s little flirts, and his opportunities to peek in on her, he was bored.

  “You seem distant lately.” Melissa said.

  She was brushing her hair back into a pony tail, standing in front of the bathroom mirror. Johnathan was on the edge of the bed where he could see her reflection in the glass.

  Her pink scrubs had yellow ducks all over them, and her white shoes had matching yellow shoelaces. She was a beautiful woman, and he was still very attracted to her, but without Jessica around to get his juices flowing, he was just tired.

  “It’s been rough on the job site.” He said.

  It was partly true. Working construction was a lot different than working behind a bar.

  He was beginning to miss the young girls, the flirting, and the sex. Not that it wasn’t great with Melissa; it was just something he missed.

  “I’m sorry baby.” She said.

  She walked into the room, knelt down on the floor between his legs. Her hands rubbed his knees, and then moved to his thighs. She looked up at him with her bright beautiful eyes and smiled.

  He knew she was trying to seduce him, but he also knew she had to leave for work.

  “You’re going to be late.” He said.

  “I’ll take a rain check though.” He added with a smile.

  Melissa looked a little irritated as she got back up to her feet. He hated to see the hurt in her eyes, but he really wasn’t in the mood.

  “Ok.” She said.

  Her perfume lingered under his nose as she leaned down to kiss him goodbye.

  “Only one more week of this shift.” She said.

  Johnathan watched as she disappeared out the door. He fell back onto the mattress and stared at the ceiling fan as it spun in slow circles above him. He was bored.

  Jessica peeked into the room. Her duffle bag was thrown over her shoulder and she wore a tight tank top and short shorts.

  “I’m outta here.” She said.

  Johnathan sat up, resting his body on his elbows. He stared at the young girl. Her makeup was thick, her hair teased, and she looked 10 years older than she was.

  “Where are you taking off to again?” He asked.

  She had been leaving every night about the same time, and often not returning until the wee hours of the morning.

  “Dance.” She said.

  Before he could ask any more questions, she ducked out the door. He heard the front door close, and fell back onto the mattress.

  He was alone…again.

  Johnathan decided to work on the engine in his workshop, so he got up, shook off his boredom and headed downstairs.

  When he passed Jessica’s room, he paused. Looking in the doorway, all he could th
ink about was the pink vibrator in her top drawer.

  He stepped inside, and slowly made his way to her dresser. As he opened up the drawer, lace panties were piled inside. His fingers lingered on the lace, moving each pair of panties to the side until he found the pink, plastic tube.

  His hand slid up and down the smooth plastic surface, day dreaming about how she must use it. He had been afraid to peek again after getting caught the last time, and he couldn’t help but wonder if she had been using the toy to make herself cum.

  “What are you doing in my room?” Jessica asked.

  Johnathan snapped around. His face was bright red, he couldn’t speak, and he held the pink toy tightly in his hand.

  Jessica walked over to him, pulling her sex toy from his grip, and then slamming it in her drawer.

  “I was just looking for tape.” He said.

  Johnathan felt his feet break free from his spot in her room and started to walk past her.

  She grabbed his arm, gripping it tightly as she stared at him.

  “Stay out of my room.” She said.

  “Yeah, of course.” He said.

  She grabbed something from her closet, and then shut the bedroom door behind her.

  Before she headed up the stairs, she turned to Johnathan, giving him another one of her confusing coy smiles.

  When he was in her room he noticed that she had designer store shopping bags on her bed, and since she hadn’t been working, he wondered where she found the money to buy the items inside. He wanted to go back in to see what was inside the bags, but he knew he would only be pushing his luck if he did.

  Upstairs, Jessica was gone, this time for good. He looked out the window to check for her car before getting a quick shower.

  He dabbed on a little cologne after getting out of the shower, and then dressed in his favorite blue jeans. A tight t-shirt was pulled over his muscular body, and a dab of gel placed in his hair. Before he even realized what he was doing, he was dressed and ready to go out.

  He knew he was going stir crazy and needed a break, so what better chance to go visit his old friends at the bar.