My Curvy Belle

“So is there anything you wouldn’t do in bed?” She said the words in a rush and stared straight ahead as her hand tightened up in mine.

“Yes, the only thing that’s off limits is a third party either male or female. I’ll never share you with anyone.” That seemed to please her and she relaxed her hand in mine again.

“You wanna play with toys I’m all for that. I won’t mind stuffing a big thick dildo up your ass while I fuck, that shit’ll just make the pussy tighter than it already is.”

She squeaked and dragged her hand out of mine to cover her face. “I can’t believe the things you say.”

“Why not? I just had my head buried between your thighs with my mouth latched onto your pussy. I’d say we’re past the point for niceties.”

She hemmed and hawed and looked everywhere but at me, but my little freak was practically vibrating. “Do not touch yourself when you go to bed tonight.”

“Logan…” She drew my name out like a song.

“And you’d better get used to calling me daddy.” I think she had an orgasm at that but I can’t be sure. I couldn’t stop and check her panties because I was driving but I’m pretty sure her scent had changed.

I pulled into her driveway and walked around to lift her down. After one last searing kiss up against the closed truck door, I put her away from me and pushed her gently towards the door.

“I’ll be here for you tomorrow at eight.” She turned from the door and I wanted to snatch her up and take her back home to my bed.

“You do know I have a car right.”

“I don’t want you driving that thing until I get a chance to check it out. From the looks of it it’s on its last leg. Where’d you find that heap anyway?”

“I’ll have you know my grandma has owned that car for a number of years. Since I flew down here I didn’t need a car and besides, I lived in New York where no one hardly ever drives.”

“It must be hard having eight million people on foot.” She got the joke and grinned.

“Sleep tight beautiful I’ll see you in a few hours.” I waited for her to go in before climbing in and driving off. Id’ say the night had gone well but I knew I couldn’t ease up now even if I was moving too fast. If I pulled back to give her more time she’d see it as me losing interest. And besides, there was no need now. I knew enough to know I wanted all that sweetness for myself.

I had a feeling I’d better snatch her ass up now before the asshole ex came to his senses and come sniffing around. No way any red-blooded man with a working brain cell could let that shit go without regret.

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BELLE

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I floated into the house and went to grandma’s bedroom door. The house was in darkness except for the porch light she’d left on for me and a little nightlight outside the room I was staying in.

“Grandma, you awake?”

“Come in child. Did you have a good time, how was your first day at work?” She beamed at me from her bed as she turned on the bedside lamp. There were no accusations in her eyes, no judgment.”

“It was fine, I like it.” Thank heavens her room was dark enough to hide the blush on my cheek. If she only knew just how much I’d enjoyed my first day on the job.

“That’s fine then, that Logan always was a decent sort. Sometimes I wish…”

“What do you wish grandma?” I walked farther into the room.

“Oh don’t pay me no mind, I’m just an old woman rambling.” I’d reached the side of her bed and stood looking down at her.

“No tell me.” My heart was already racing because I thought I knew what she was about to say.

“Sometimes I wish that you two had met long ago that’s all. He would’ve made a good husband for you.” It was as much as an acceptance and a mark of approval. Somehow it meant more to me than my parents’ had when I married Troy.

“You really think so grandma? Don’t you think he’s too handsome for me?”

“What the blazes are you saying girl? Why would you think a fool thing like that? I’ll have you know you look a whole lot like me and I turned a head or two in my time.”

She sniffed in that adorable way I’d become used to and I couldn’t help leaning over to kiss her cheek. “Thanks grandma, I needed that.”

“Go on with you.”

“Goodnight, grandma.”

“Goodnight sweetheart.” I turned to leave but she stopped me at the door.

“Listen, whatever you do, you have some fun. You’re young, you’re beautiful and I seen the way that boy looks at you. You play your cards right you’ll have him eating out of your hands in no time.” On that note I made a beeline for my room and bed.