Man of the House: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance

by Sarah Rowling

  On any other day, Amanda would have just let it go. But something was attracting to Alonso. Amanda quickly accepted that it was mere lust that both of them felt for each other.

  The feeling remained, even though she hadn’t seen him for days. Amanda knew she would never forget the brief moment that his lips had tasted her nipples. Her brain felt a sharp jolt that made forgetting him an impossible task.

  Amanda dialed Perry’s desk the second time that morning, even though Amanda’s Personal Assistant, Perry was seated only a few feet from her office door. But they both agreed that it was more professional to buzz each other over the telephone.

  “Simon found out something.” Perry quickly announced as the other line lit up.

  Amanda waited, saying nothing. Perry hadn’t thought that she could have called for something else. Amanda wished that she wouldn’t be so concerned about the new client – well, the prospective new client, to be precise He hasn’t signed the agreement yet!

  The agreement was the only bone of contention some days ago. After finally telling Perry parts of what had happened when Alonso visited, Perry had suggested one simple task.

  “You should really show him who is boss, A.” Perry had started, “I sincerely never thought one could be this mutually attracted at first glance. But hey, if it is happening, confidently show him you can still let him go.”

  Amanda had really hoped it was possible. And throughout the drive to his apartment, she convinced herself that she could do it. Then she had seen his brown eyes again and her courage soon melted into hunger.

  Eventually, Amanda remembered, she left him with a hard dick that got no satisfaction from her.

  “A., are you there?” Perry’s soft voice intercepted her thoughts.

  Amanda told Perry that she was with her. A second silence followed before Perry disseminated the new information.

  Dropping the receiver, Amanda cursed under her breath. With the news, there were only two probabilities. She would either have to continue on with her life and get another client, or get a train ticket to go kick Alonso’s ass in some unknown town somewhere.

  Amanda stared at the drawings on her wall for inspiration. She definitely needed ideas, or at least one good one that would get things moving. Wondering how Maron had perfected the obvious metamorphosis from angel to demon on the wall, Amanda decided it was time she stepped out of her shell.

  Picking up the receiver again, Amanda made a call to Perry again. Perry wouldn’t like this at all, but Amanda was already decided on it.

  She was going to be the first person on Alonso’s door the next morning. That stupid condo he rented outside of town isn’t going to keep him away from me, Amanda assured herself.

  * * *

  Amanda finally found the estate land that Simon had discovered. According to Simon, Alonso had mentioned that he wanted to move into a condo in the rocky estate.

  That was the only information Simon needed. He searched the only rocky areas in the state and came out with three possible locations for Alonso’s new residence.

  Eventually, he narrowed it down to two by searching for private-owned estates. When he reported the name of Gypsie Estate, Simon explained that it was a sure guess, and Alonso could very well be living there.

  At the moment, Amanda needed no new confirmation. After strolling along the estate for a while, she finally came across a small house. And Alonso was staring out the window at the tropical birds that flew through the air.

  When his eyes met hers, he raised himself from his bent position and strained his eyes. He was at his door, waiting, before Amanda could get there.

  “Oh, I hope Amanda Taylor isn’t making an informal contact with me.” He teased.

  But Amanda knew the kind of man she was dealing with. He was wickedly mischievous, and stubborn to the core. She disregarded his lack of courtesy and approached him to say hi.

  “Hello, Mr. Anderson,” He started with the formal names, right? “I see you have gotten yourself a nice place. A new place to be inspired, is it?”

  ‘Well, it was indeed a beautiful sight that could fuel my zeal for drawing.” Alonso said, quickly scanning the environment.

  “Was?” Amanda wondered.

  “Yes,” Alonso said as his eyes wavered around before finally settling on Amanda. “It was, before you turned up and showed me a better part of nature.”

  Amanda wondered if there was any truth in his words. As if he read her mind, he smiled and opened his door wider, giving her enough space to enter his condo.

  “You don’t need to believe every word of mine. But do know that it is always a beautiful sight to behold your gorgeous figure.” He said, shutting the door as Amanda stepped in.

  “Why are you here, Amanda?” He asked, offering her a cup of juice as he motioned for her to have a seat.

  The condo wasn’t really all that big. It smelled of brewed coffee and something else that she couldn’t quite place.

  “Lemon Pie,” Alonso supplied as he noticed her sniffing the air. “You want some?” He asked as he turned to a long shelf. Amanda assumed that the corner room behind the large shelf was the kitchen.

  “I am okay with just the juice for now,” She told him.

  Amanda didn’t want to get too comfortable with him, or in his home. She was only there to talk sense into his stubborn head. Although, that wasn’t all, Amanda reminded herself. She wanted to see him too. Why she needed to, she wasn’t sure yet.

  “I assume you came here concerning business again?” He asked as he came back towards her. She had refused his pie but he had brought a plate, nonetheless.

  “Oh yes, Mr. Anderson. You haven’t been returning our calls, so I asked Craig to figure out where you lived.” Alonso was curious to know why she was really there, but Amanda was willing only to tell him the extent at which they had found him, and blame it on business.

  “Social media?” He laughed as she told him what gave him away, “I always knew one of those sites would sellout my most intimate secrets.”

  Amanda smiled at his comment. Deciding to get right at things, she told him she was there about the agreement.

  “I thought we agreed you would get this back to us. We would spring to action immediately on the distribution of your name, personality and art all over the globe.” Amanda cooed, feeling her professionalism spilling out with ease.

  When she heard him sigh, Amanda glanced at him. He seemed to be somewhere else, and Amanda thought perhaps she was pestering him too much. What he said earlier suddenly made Amanda curious.

  “What is it?” Amanda suddenly asked.

  This brought him back to the present. “Oh, you were saying?” He asked.

  “You mentioned having private secrets that social media could make public one day. What are your private secrets, Alonso?” Amanda certainly had no idea why she shifted back to his first name.

  Curiosity found its way across Alonso’s face as he stared at Amanda. “Would you prefer I showed them to you?”

  Amanda cursed silently at the way his eyes bored into her skin. It was just like in her office, her breasts tingled and her clit was suddenly becoming warmer.

  To her surprise, Amanda found herself smiling at the artist, “Can you show me here?” She asked him, her voice revealing a little bit of her anticipation.

  “Take off your blouse and I will.”

  A week ago, Amanda would have been shocked. But Alonso was the same man that bluntly told her he wanted to have sex with her a few days ago. It was the same day that both of them had met for the first time. So, she was quite prepared to hear things like this.

  “Done.” Amanda said, as she released the single button that held her blouse firmly in place.

  Alonso was the shocked one this time around.

  Chapter Two

  Amanda quickly pulled her blouse over her head, waiting for him to outwit his shock. He shook his head at the sight of her naked breasts clasped loosely in a white lace bra.

  Amanda smiled
as he shook his head the second time. “You aren’t having second thoughts about showing me, are you?” she knew he wasn’t actually a gentleman. But Alonso was currently showing total control over his urges.

  He didn’t move, and Amanda knew it was his method of self-perseverance. When he spoke, Amanda noted the soft pitch his voice.

  “What do you want from me, Amanda?” He finally asked.

  Amanda wanted him. She wanted him in her company. She wanted him inside her pussy. Most of all, she wanted to taste his shaft on her tongue, taking every part of him into her mouth.

  She wanted to tell him all this but she showed him instead. Amanda unclasped her bra and allowed her breasts to fall rightfully on her chest.

  “I want you.” She simply added, hoping that he would understand.

  Alonso’s Adam’s apple wiggled as he watched her.

  “You can have both. It is exactly what I want, Alonso.” Amanda wasn’t sure why she was telling him everything. Besides, her breasts were staring right at him and he wasn’t doing anything to stop her.

  She was already feeling her juices flow when he rushed towards her, dragging her up. “I will fuck you until you cry out to the heavens in ecstasy.” He warned.

  Amanda made sure that their eyes met before she dared him. “Is this how you talk to women every day?”

  A sudden fire embraced Alonso’s deadly eyes as he dropped his head towards her. Amanda, having expected it, took his lips with a similar fiery passion. He found one of her breasts at the same time, fondling it.

  This is different, Amanda told herself. She finally felt comfortable and responsible for everything he was doing to her. But he wasn’t the only one doing things, this time around.

  Amanda reached for his shorts and released the button. When the shorts fell, Amanda forced back a gasp at the size of his dick. The huge animal was long and thick, ready to lunge into Amanda’s pussy any time.

  Amanda reluctantly held it in her hands, enjoying how he moaned into her mouth as she stroked him. She quickened the stroke sometimes to hear him moan again, until he reached down and steadied her hand with his.

  “Can I?” Amanda asked, ready to have him in her mouth.

  At first, Alonso stared clueless at her. But when Amanda bent downwards, he stared goofily at her. Gritting his teeth, Alonso welcomed her warm lips on his shaft, keeping in mind that she had made her decision before showing up in front of his condo.

  Her mouth worked on his dick as if her very life depended on it. She went from his balls to his dick and back again. It was like a mad rhythm. One moment, she was swallowing one ball and dragging it towards her throat.

  Then another moment, she would guide his dick into her mouth. Then her tongue would gently stroke the head before working its way down. Alonso groaned at every turn expecting his release at any time.

  But he knew he could take more. It would be senile to reach his climax so soon, he told himself. Forcing a new energy, he raised her head and hissed as she wiped spit from her lips. She looked up at him with questioning eyes, and Alonso hissed again.

  She wants me to fuck her hard, Alonso told himself. Those eyes wanted more than the sight of his big fat dick. Thinking about this, Alonso lifted her to full height and backed her towards the edge of the kitchen desk.

  She followed suit with his every movement, ending up on the desk at last. She had shoved everything on it away before climbing onto the smooth surface. Alonso awarded her effort by spreading her thighs.

  Amanda was not only beautiful, she had smooth skin that could marvel the best of popes. Alonso stared at her soft, naked thighs for a while before reaching under her skirt with his hands.

  At first, he was tempted to tease her by pinching her again. But trying something new would make the experience more erotic for the both of them.

  Reaching forward, Alonso didn’t flinch when he noticed that she wasn’t wearing anything beneath the skirt. This almost drove him crazy the last time.

  Chapter Three

  Amanda stared right at him as his hands went under her skirt. When she felt his fingers creep around her timid cunt, Amanda pushed her head back and smiled at the feeling.

  Alonso took his time. His hands teased her clitoris first.

  “So beautifully aroused,” he said, tickling the tiny bud with his fingertips.

  “You think?” She asked, wanting him to continue talking.

  “Oh yes.” He said as his finger went further inside, to circle the inner walls of her clit, rocketing Amanda’s anxiety. “It reminds me of one of my drawings,” he continued.

  Amanda reminded herself that his drawings captivated her long before the artist that drew them did. She shifted her weight to look at him.

  “Tell me about it,” she whispered.

  He was taken aback at first. He gave a long stare and focused on her pussy again. This time around, he folded her skirt down her legs, revealing her naked body to him.

  “Yes, of one of my drawings indeed.” His eyes hungrily swept across her body before it rested on her clitoris again.

  As if to welcome his gaze, Amanda widened her lips giving him full view. She smiled as the H word dropped from his lips.

  He returned to her clitoris with a vengeance. His hands rested on her thighs as his mouth sucked on it. Amanda was totally unprepared for the shock that followed. She suddenly felt as if the whole ceiling would fall on her.

  It was a new experience altogether. She felt a tingling all throughout her vagina, and her nipples were starting to pout again. Needing to be touched, Amanda tended to her nipples herself.

  She pinched them the same time that Alonso bit gently into her clit. His tongue waggled in and back out of her wet little slit. Then he replaced his tongue with his fingers.

  “You taste exactly like freedom, Amanda.” He chirped. “Freedom,” He repeated, as if the words actually meant something to him.

  The first thrust of his finger sent an almost unnoticeable pinch through Amanda’s spine. Lost in the overbearing feeling of arousal, she embraced his finger by tilting her back forward.

  “Do that again, Alonso.” She wanted the urgency immediately renewed.

  Alonso understood her perfectly. His next move were two fingers forcing their way into her tight pussy. When Amanda felt the pinch again, she moaned and called out his name.

  “Alonso!” She pleaded.

  “What do you want from me?” Alonso seemed to want to hear the truth in its entirety from her.

  Amanda, unable to hide her want any longer, sat on the table and pulled at his top.

  “I want you inside me, Alonso. Right now, I want every piece of your big fat dick inside me. And then I want you to continue fucking me until the whole estate indeed could hear me scream.”

  She stared into his confused eyes and quickly added, “I want to feel your seed as it spills from you into my soft, wet pussy.”

  Amanda was totally shocked at the way she shouted at him. Meanwhile, she argued how it was even possible that she could tell a man that she wanted him. She decided to think about this later when Alonso smiled and moved to join her on the desk.

  “Oh, you are as right as the character in my drawing.” He said, climbing above her.

  “She was the best story I have ever painted, Amanda.” His voice gradually became a whisper as he neared her. He quickly positioned himself to be across from her by resting on his left hand.

  “An enigma of ancient naked beauty, my remark.” He said as his dick reached the tip of Amanda’s waiting cunt. “You have to see it to believe it, Amanda. You have to feel it.” His whispering words moved with his every action, tippling Amanda into a perfect sexual apex.

  “Feel it!” He whispered strongly as his dick barely slipped inside her. Thinking that he sought approval again, Amanda supported his weight by widening her legs to accommodate him.

  When he fell on her, his dick went hard into her with a solid pop. It was the most amazing feeling for Amanda. And Alonso made it even more ama
zing by reciting a poem as he lifted himself, readying a new thrust.

  “War is for the weak. Love is for the strong, but verily, flesh shall fall deeply into my horizon of shameless fire!” He recited as his dick fell back into her pussy.

  Chapter Four

  As promised, Alonso dug entirely into her pussy with his dick. And Amanda groaned at every contact. She could feel her pussy tighten with each thrust. And the way it expanded to accommodate his fat dick was an effect that Amanda wanted to continue.

  Both of them were still on the desk. But Alonso had adjusted sideways to take her in another way. The position had Amanda’s back to Alonso. This way, he held her thigh up and fucked her, without Amanda seeing what he was up to.

  Amanda met every new thrust with a soft cry. At some point, she realized that he was refraining from something.

  “Bury it deep in me, Alonso.” She told him.

  Alonso wasn’t fucking her with every inch of his dick. Amanda knew that he wasn’t giving her all of him.

  She wanted his full length inside her. She selfishly prayed for the feeling that would make sleeping with him the best decision she’d made.

  Alonso began to talk about his painting again as he obeyed her.

  “I will always remember how long it took. The palette, the stroke of the brush, the mix of different colors; and finally the feeling of my imagination coming to life.”

  His last sentence introduced his first full round of deep penetration. Amanda was totally unaware of the scream that escaped her lips. He is so BIG! She thought, and felt embarrassed. Alonso smiled as he began to fuck her harder.

  “Yes, Freedom was the name of my best design, Amanda.”

  Amanda was beginning to grasp the explanation of the painting he gave. But there were more pressing demands she needed to attend to at the moment. Alonso was no longer talking. He took every pound of his male flesh into her pussy with forceful strokes, at speedy intervals.

  Amanda, still breathless, happily accepted his deep thrusting with anticipation. Within moments, the artistic illustrations were lost on Alonso’s lips, and Amanda had no choice but to surrender to her own ascending release.