The Doctor's Fake Marriage: A Single Dad & Virgin Romance

by Amy Brent

He grilled after Tasha left and they ate outside as he looked Cammy over in her suit. She hadn’t changed for dinner because she liked the way that he looked at her now and then when it seemed like Tasha wasn’t paying them any attention. They cleaned up together, and Brent took her hand and led her to the door of the cellar as he gave her a long look. “Let’s try something new.”

  He told her to undress and wait for him on the bed. She sensed his domination as she slipped the suit off and sat on the edge in a demure position and rested her hands on her legs as she stared at the dark hardwood floor. Brent walked towards her, and she didn’t look up as his muscular frame loomed before her. “You want me to dominate you. You want me to control your body, don’t you?”

  Cammy nodded. She had no idea what that entailed, but she couldn’t wait to find out.

  “Call me sir when you speak to me,” Brent told her in a soft but firm tone, and she nodded again. “We need a word that tells me to stop when you don’t like something.”

  “Can’t we use that word? Stop?” Cammy asked as she looked into his eyes. She couldn’t imagine asking him to stop anything as they stared at each other. “I could say ‘Stop sir’ and you’ll know.” He cleared his throat as he loosened his pants.

  “You could.” He swallowed as she looked at him. “I want you on your knees tonight on the bed. She moved to face the wall and lift her ass into the air as she watched him pull something from the sides of the bed. Brent tied her hands, giving her a little room but not enough to leave the bed. He stroked the skin of her ass gently as she moved towards him as best she could. “I am going to make this skin red tonight. I want to see how you take the pain.”

  Cammy heard him leave her before one of the drawers opened and closed. “We’re going to do soft and hard.” He rubbed something over her back and ass as she sucked in her breath as he slipped a finger inside of her pussy. “I think you want this, Cammy.” She was soaked. He slid it deeper as he smacked the material against her ass and made it sting just enough to make her gasp. It reminded her of a towel against her body when she was younger and was hit as a kid by a friend. “Yeah, baby. You’re getting wetter for me.”

  He hit her one, two and three more times as she jerked forward and buried her face in the soft red sheets of the silk comforter. It was a hint of pain, but she knew that there was more to come. The cloth was replaced by what she suspected was leather that dotted her ass as he smacked her a few times. “I love your red skin.” Brent slipped two fingers inside of her as she closed her eyes and rocked against him. She was so close to coming when he took his hand out and smacked her again. Cammy knew that she was red and possibly even wet before he held her by the hips and thrust inside of her. Brent took her hard and fast, and she pushed back against him even as her skin hurt and ached with the friction. “God, you’re so fucking ready for me, Cam. You’re so wet.” She came by the thirst thrust, exploding against him as she cried out with it and felt him take her in shorter movements before he was calling her name.

  Brent pulled out and spread her legs as he fingered her to another orgasm. “I could watch this all day.”

  He moved to release her hands and Cammy dropped onto the mattress on her back. Brent walked into the attached bathroom and walked towards her still hard as he leaned her head back over the edge of the mattress. Brent angled his body so his cock slid easily into her mouth and she closed her eyes as she took it all. He fucked her slow and deep as she let him slide back into her throat and swallowed when he came hard. Brent rocked back and fell on his ass as he looked at her and shook his head. “You’re something. You’ll take anything that I give you.”

  “So far,” Cammy agreed as she wiped her mouth and flipped onto her side.

  CHAPTER 6

  They went back up to his room after they finished, though she knew that there was more. Brent placed her on the mattress and fucked her on her back as he held her hands above her head. “I like you confined like this. I like seeing you take my hits.” He thrust again.

  “It feels good….. I….I want more.” Cammy told him as she wrapped her legs around him.

  “I see how hungry you are,” Brent said as he shot inside of her again while she bit her lip and held in her scream. They collapsed onto the mattress, and he held her close as she took a deep breath. “How many times have you slept with other men?”

  “Only three. They were all awkward and…fumbling. They never left me satisfied, only wanting for more.” Cammy shook her head. “I started to think that maybe I was too big for most guys.”

  “You’re curvy. That’s a good thing.”

  “Is it?” Brent nodded and kissed her neck as his hand moved to cup her breast. She fell asleep like that and woke up in the morning curled up against him as Cammy blinked and looked around the room. She saw that it was past eight, and she made her way to her room to crawl into bed and sleep some more.

  The days passed by slowly until Brent came home from work one night with pizza. “I have a proposition for you.”

  She poured some soda for herself and got a beer for him. “What’s that?”

  “My assistant at the office is going on maternity leave next week, and I was wondering if you’d like to fill in until school starts. We could ride in together and leave together, and you’ll earn what she was making. It’s generous,” Brent suggested, and she looked at him as she brought plates to the small table. They were sleeping together every night, and she tilted her head.

  “Work and home?” Cammy questioned, and he nodded.

  “Yes. I can think of some things to do in the office,” Brent teased her as she flushed. They hadn’t advanced much from spanking, and she was craving more. “Consider it a bonus.”

  “So what time is work?”

  “We’ll leave at seven,” Brent told her as she took a bite of the pizza and nodded. They went to his room and watched a movie before he set the alarm for the next morning. Brent took her that night but it was softer this time, and he held her closer as they went to sleep. She woke up later than planned and rushed to her room for a quick shower before she pulled her hair into a low bun. Cammy pulled on a black pencil skirt and a purple silk shirt with some heels as she added a quick coat of mascara and gloss before hurrying downstairs. She was going in to be trained today so it wouldn’t be just her and Brent and Cammy wanted to come off as professional as possible.

  They sipped their coffee in travel cups as he drove and she looked over the morning sky. Cammy loved mornings. She glanced at Brent in is a suit and licked her lips as she blushed. “You look like that guy from that book. Christian, I think?”

  “Did you read that book? Is that why you’re with me?” Brent asked her as he pulled to s smooth stop.

  “I wanted you since before I knew anything about that.” She stared forward as she lied just a little. She had been attracted to Brent but after knowing his lifestyle, she’d wanted him more. Cammy had craved it.

  The office was bustling as she kept up with him and met a pregnant Christina. Her left hand boasted a huge diamond ring and Cammy did her best to take note of everything she was taught. Brent’s assistant kept track of everything for him and handled appointments as well as doing some of the office tasks. “So you’re the wife’s daughter?” Christina asked as she sipped a decaf green tea at the desk as they took a short break.

  That summed it up. “Yeah, I am.”

  “It’s perfect for you to help. Mr. Daniels speaks highly of you,” Christina noted as Cammy cracked open a soda. “He says you’re doing well at UCLA.”

  “Yeah, I am. That’s nice,” Cammy said as she knew that was all that he’d say about her. They couldn’t be more.

  They ended the day by picking up some Mexican food on the way home and ate outside. “You did well today. Want to train anymore with Christina or take the week off?” Brent asked as he looked at her in the lights that came on around the yard.

  “I think I’ve got it. Do you?” Cammy asked as she looked at him. She knew that Lisa was back
and would appreciate a pool day, but she didn’t want to disappoint him.

  “Yes. I like the idea of you being there, though.” Brent assured her as she smiled and sipped her soda. “Do you have plans?”

  “I was thinking of having Lisa over. She’s been gone,” Cammy told him as he nodded.

  “Take the week off. Enjoy yourself.” Brent took his plate inside, and she followed with her own as they washed up. Cammy led the way to the door tonight, and he followed her downstairs as she smiled. “What are we doing down here?”

  “What do you want to do?” Cammy asked as she turned to face him.

  “I want you naked except for the heels. I want you on that bed riding my face.” They stripped off their clothes, and he moved onto his back as she crawled over him.

  Cammy realized that he’d never kissed her. Brent rolled over and moved to the nightstand as he pulled something out. “Come here.” She knelt before him, and he clamped something to her nipple as she looked down. “Like it?”

  It hurt, but she moved around as she nodded. Brent added the same to the other nipple and tugged as she arched her back and moaned his name. “Look up.”

  Cammy glanced up to see a bar hanging from the ceiling, and she stared at it. “What do I do?”

  “Hang on,” Brent said as she reached up and he moved under her body. “Tight.”

  She gripped it as he slipped his face under her pussy and sucked her into his mouth. “Oh God.” His tongue dragged over her and teased her clit as she struggled to hang above him before he started sliding his tongue inside of her slow and hard. Cammy rocked with him as she felt her body responding and she felt his body slide and his cock under her. Cammy lowered herself on him and let go of the bar as she started to move over him. Fingers gripped the clamps and tugged as she cried out and tried to keep up with him before he pushed her down and started to fuck her. “Brent.”

  “Do you like fucking your stepdaddy?” His voice was harsh as she nodded and started weeping.

  “I love it. I live for it,” Cammy replied, and he took her deep and rough as his chest brushed against her throbbing nipples. “Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me harder.” She came with a scream as he stilled and rocked into her slowly as she slipped her hand over his shoulders and looked into his face.

  “We’re going to get you on some birth control,” Brent told her as they lay on the bed together. She made no effort to take off the clamps, and she looked at him. “Next week when you’re working. The office is right down the street.”

  “Will I be safe?” Cammy asked as he looked at her.

  “I am always getting tested, and I am safe. I have no interest in disease and dealing with that. I just want sex. I know that you’re clean because you’re innocent.” Brent told her as she rolled over to face him.

  “I don’t think I am that innocent anymore.”

  “No. Do you mind?” Brent asked as she shook her head. “I just don’t want you to use your skills with anyone else.” Did that mean he wanted something from her? Did Brent want something real?

  “I wouldn’t.”

  Lisa came over the next day once he was at work and they sat by the pool as her best friend discussed the trip to Vegas. Cammy laughed as Lisa described all of the romantic things that Mark did before she looked at Cammy. “What’s up with you?”

  “What do you mean?” Cammy asked as she glanced over at Lisa.

  “You seem different. Are you seeing someone?” Cammy shifted in her seat and shook her head.

  “No. I am going to start working at the office next week, with Brent. His assistant is having a baby, and I am going to fill in. I might be there full time, so I’ll have a lot less time for this.”

  “Isn’t summer for relaxing? He can’t hire someone?” Lisa asked as she frowned. She had no idea why I wanted to be there or what was going on, and I wouldn’t tell her. I wouldn’t tell anybody.

  “It’s not a big deal. He’s supporting me, Lisa. I can help him out.” I told her as she leaned back and closed her eyes.

  “I heard he’s sleeping with one of the teachers from school. Like really sleeping with her. I wonder if she’ll be moving into your house.” Her stomach twisted as she heard the words and knew in her heart that they weren’t true, just rumors. It was better than the truth, though.

  “We’ll see, I guess.” They both soaked up the sun but in her mind, Cammy was just waiting for him to come home to her. She wanted her fantasy and to sleep in his arms and pretend that they could be together. Lisa had left before he got home to get ready for a date. Cammy showered and dressed in one of my most revealing summer dresses before she went into the kitchen. Tasha had left early for a doctor’s appointment, and they were on their own for dinner, so Cammy decided to do something with the fresh shrimp in the fridge and make some scampi for him. Her fantasy only kept playing through his head as she imagined herself doing this for him every night after work and the idea of him coming through the door to kiss her hello stopped him in his tracks.

  Brent didn’t kiss Cammy; he fucked her. Just like he fucked everyone else. She stirred the butter and the garlic into the pan with a few herbs and mixed the shrimp as she looked at the boiling water behind the pan.

  The door opened, and she smiled as he greeted her. “What do I smell in here, Cammy?”

  “Tasha had an appointment so I thought I’d fix some dinner. How was your day?”

  “Good. I’m looking forward to seeing you there every day,” Brent stepped up behind Cammy, and she shivered as he traced her hips with his hands. “Look at this dress. I like it.” He leaned down and kissed her neck as she closed her eyes. “Do you need anything for the office?”

  “It’s business casual, right?” Cammy heard her voice shaking as she spoke and he sucked her skin between his teeth.

  “That’s right,” Brent replied as she groaned softly.

  “I think I’ll be fine,” Cammy responded as she turned off the scampi and gripped his hand with hers. “I need you, Brent. God, I need you to fuck me right now.”

  “Come with me,” his voice matched her urgency, and he dropped his hand to clutch hers and pull her into the living room and down the stairs. Cammy followed as she felt her nipples harden, and her thighs heat up. She walked inside and removed her dress without any orders before she turned to face him with her face looking down towards the floor. “Sir?”

  She knew that he was undressing as she heard his clothes dropping to the floor, but Cammy didn’t look up. “We’ve done a lot down here, Cammy. Want to step it up a notch?”

  “Yes, more than anything.” He told her to sit on the bed and wait for him, so Cammy turned to sit on the edge of the mattress. Drawers opened in front of her, but she didn’t look. Cammy knew better and received a spanking the couple of times that she did look. Brent walked forward and attached some large clamps to her nipples as she moaned softly. “These are tighter.”

  “You’re advancing nicely,” He looked her over with a hungry gaze and nodded at her. “On your knees on the bed.”

  Cammy complied and waited for him to come behind her. The first thing that she felt was something dripping between the cheeks of her ass before a finger slid inside of her. “Are you going to have me there?”

  “Not quite yet,” Brent assured her as he withdrew his finger and slipped something else inside. “Let’s see how you like this.” It didn’t come out, and she squirmed as she felt herself stretched open just a little bit. “Let’s see how you like this.” The first crack of the leather made her sting and Cammy cried out. The pain and the pressure combined as he continued to flog her and Cammy gripped she sheets as she cried out his name. She was starting to like this a lot and worried that she would never have a vanilla relationship after this, which could be tricky.

  Brent dropped something to the floor, and she heard a wrapper as she felt her thighs dampen. Cammy responded well to the way that he treated her, and she knew that this night would be no different. Brent spread her legs and drove himself into he
r as she cried out and felt herself release onto his long thick cock. “Oh, fuck. I’m coming, Brent.”

  “I feel you. Your cunt is so tight, Cammy. I can’t get enough of it.” Brent drove in deeper, deeper, and deeper as she continued to pulse around him. She felt the plug press further into her as her nipples rubbed against the sheets painfully but she didn’t stop coming around Brent as he yanked on her hair and fucked her harder. He yelled her name as Cammy felt him still and release before he dropped behind her and she fell forward onto her stomach.

  She dressed as she heard him rustling behind her and they returned to the kitchen. Cammy determined that the food would be okay if she cooked some more pasta and heated up the shrimp and she made quick work of that as he fixed a salad in shorts across the kitchen from her. Her nipples were free, and everything was back downstairs, but she could still feel her body pulsing as they talked about the office and what to expect with her working there. They sat inside to eat tonight, and she glanced at him a few times as he took generous bites and complimented her on her cooking.

  CHAPTER 7

  “Are you seeing anyone else?” Cammy was surprised by the question as she asked it and his face showed that Brent was as well. She thought back to her day with Lisa and hated it and found herself not liking a lot of her life before she started sleeping with Brent.

  “Why are you asking me that?” Brent demanded as he set his napkin down and placed his hands on the table.

  “Lisa was talking today, and there are some rumors.” Cammy sipped her wine and tried to appear calm.

  “Rumors? That’s all they are. I am only sleeping with you right now.” Brent insisted as she looked at him.

  “I knew that deep down, but it slipped out. She just…she wouldn’t understand this,” Cammy said as she gestured between them. “She asked me if I was seeing someone and told me I looked different. I can’t even tell her why.”

  “I know, Cammy. I know, and I don’t know what to do about that,” Brent told her as he sipped his whiskey. His eyes looked tormented, and she frowned at him. “This is wrong in everybody else’s eyes. This is taboo.”