My Mom's Fiance

So I strolled over. No biggie. I was the father figure going over to lay down the law. No one would think it was strange.

But when I got close, the brunette stiffened awkwardly, her body held at a weird angle away from mine.

“You need to relax,” I said, aiming for the super-casual look with my hands in the pockets of my slacks. “You’re not acting like yourself. People are noticing.”

She looked up from her phone, eyes wide.

“You think? I’m not you, Jake,” she said, voice trembling. “I can’t act like everything’s fine when it’s not.”

And I could tell the brunette was genuinely disturbed. Her face was pale, nerves clearly stretched thin. It’d been a long week for us both.

Because yeah, since she visited me at the office, I’ve had seven long days of endlessly replaying the way she took my dong and screamed for more. Nights of wishing I could take her pussy the way I wanted and how good she would feel creaming while screaming my name.

But this wasn’t the time or place to hash things out.

“Just relax,” I said in a low voice. “Relax honey, it’s gonna be okay.”

But Lacey couldn’t be calmed.

“How? Why?” she said in a low, strained voice, chin trembling now. “I’m barely holding on as is.”

My heart flooded with feeling. Shit, I’d done this to the sweet thing. I was the cause of her stress, the circles under her big brown eyes, the sheen of tears as she gazed at me now. I’d done this.

So I grabbed her elbow, steering her from the living room.

“Come on honey,” I said in a low, reassuring voice. “Let’s find a quiet place to talk.”

And marching upstairs, I guided Lacey to the room furthest down the hall, set back from the corridor. Locking the door, I turned to the beautiful girl, fully intending to have a conversation.

“Listen honey,” I began, hands up. “I know this is tough, but we’ll get through it –“

But my words were cut off because suddenly, Lacey stood on her tiptoes and pressed that sweet mouth against mine. Oh shit, she was sugar and spice and everything nice rolled into a heavenly, sensuous package.

A better man would have pushed her away but I opened my mouth and kissed her right back, hard and with teeth. God, she was exactly what I needed.

And gasping, she tore at my belt buckle and unzipped my pants with desperate hands. Her touch was frantic when she dragged my hard cock out, yanking her mouth away from mine before dropping to her knees.

“I want you so bad,” she sobbed, leaning forwards to kiss the tip. “I need you so bad, Jake.”

Aw fuck. I was so fucked. Because Lacey had the natural instincts of a cocksucker. Stretching her lips wide, she devoured me, gagging a bit as my tip hit the back of her throat. But like a pro, she swallowed, cheeks bulging, stroking my balls all the while.

Shit, shit, shit! I wanted to be there for her, but she’d taken me unawares. And now there was no talking, there were just hard, desperate movements.

“Fuck, Lacey!” I groaned again, eyes dropping shut. The sensations were fantastic, her mouth like a vacuum, and I buried my hands in those silky curls.

“Unnnh!” came my rough cry, balls high and tight already. “Unnnh!”

And Lacey went for gold. Sucking like a hoover, her excitement was contagious. So I went with it. Starting slow, I pumped my hips and fucked her mouth, sliding in a little deeper each time. She gagged and sputtered, but always came back for more like a good girl.

Jesus Christ, if she kept it up I was going to come like a fire hose down her throat. I grabbed her hair and pulled her off my dick.

“I want to fuck you, princess.”

“Yes, Jake,” she panted. “I want it too,” she begged. The female had pre-cum dripping from her chin, and there was never a sight more beautiful. Shit, Lacey was perfect for me, the missing part of the puzzle.

So I gave into the true me, the animal with base instincts.

“On your hands and knees,” came my harsh growl. “I want to fuck you like a dog. Right here, right now.”

But Lacey wasn’t surprised. In fact, she loved it, moving quickly to get into position, panties yanked down, legs spread, her dress scrunched around that thick waist.

And like a maniac, I dropped down behind that sweet ass and shoved my slacks and boxer briefs all the way to my knees. Shit. There were people downstairs who could burst through the door at any moment, wondering where we were.

But fuck it. She was here and her ass was naked and wide open for me. I leaned in and licked that sweet pucker, tasting her pleats.

“Jake!” Lacey gasped and flinched away from me in shock. She jerked a look over her shoulder at me. “What are you doing?”