Mr. Roommate: Single Dad & Virgin Romance

“I’m really sorry…” I choked out my words between sobs as my body finally started to relax across his knee.

“Sorry doesn’t erase what you did.” He helped me to my feet after leaving me there across his knee for several minutes to recover from my punishment. “But this is the beginning of putting things back to the way they were before you acted so irresponsible.”

He wrapped his strong arms around me and pulled me off of his knee. My t-shirt fell down my back and slid against my punished bottom, causing me to cringe as the fabric touched my flesh. He held me against his shoulder, stroking the back of my head as I continued to cry. I pressed my face into him, feeling the tears soaking his shirt. He held me until my tears were finally dry and my sobs were finally gone. I looked up into his eyes that had been raging when he first saw me after returning from Baltimore and saw a much softer stare. His hand caressed my back and my shoulders. I felt safe, even though I had been spanked. My emotions were in turmoil even more than the sting that still resonated across my ass.

Brent

“So can I stay?” Hannah looked so vulnerable in my arms. I had come to terms with what I had to do, but it didn’t bring me joy to see her cry.

“You can stay.” I caressed her back and squeezed her with a tighter hug.

“Thank you so much…” Her tone reflected gratitude and regret—I could tell she wasn’t proud of what she did, and that meant a lot if I was going to find a way to trust her again.

I woke up early the next day and I found Hannah in the kitchen fixing breakfast. She seemed to be cheerful, with no indication that she was upset over what happened the night before. There was something different about her—something in the way she responded to everything—something in the way her hand lingered against mine when she handed me my coffee cup. She had more emotion in her voice. I also couldn’t help but notice that she was wearing a pair of shorts that barely qualified for the name. They were so short I could see the edge of her panties when she bent over to get a pan from one of the bottom cabinets. She looked over her shoulder and smiled before she stood up—catching me in the midst of what was an inappropriate stare. She was flirting with me. It might have took me a moment to realize it, but it was clear that was her intention.

Damn—she’s so beautiful.

“You seem like you’re in a particularly good mood this morning.” I watched as she sat down at the table next to me and instead of sitting on the opposite end, she took the chair right next to me.

“Last night was one of the worst experiences of my life—and I don’t mean the spanking. I really thought I was going to lose what we have here.” She put bacon and eggs on my plate.

“About that…” I reached out and took her hand.

“The spanking—or?” She tilted her head.

“This.” I pulled her close in an instant, sliding the chair as close as it would go before our lips met.

There was no doubt in my mind that she was what I wanted. I had felt the sting of separation tormenting me when I considered life without her. It took a moment of almost losing it to really open my eyes to what I had directly in front of me. She might have been irresponsible, but she had been willing to pay the price to keep us together. I was in love with her, even though we had only been living together a short time.

My cock throbbed in my pants as I felt the warmth of her kiss and started to ravage her mouth with my tongue. She crawled out of her chair and into my lap, spreading her legs across my thighs without ever breaking the seal our lips had formed. One hand slid up her back while another pushed under her t-shit and caressed her breasts through her bra. I hadn’t felt the warmth of someone that close since my divorce and the way she made me feel was primal. She started to grind her hips against me and I felt the need getting stronger. I finally pulled back from our kiss with my breath coming out in pants and my heart beating hard in my chest.

“I don’t want to stop, but I’m going to be late for work and you can’t miss another class.” I grimaced as I felt her grind against me again.

“Then let me leave you with this.” She leaned against my ear and kissed it. “I’m a virgin and when you get home, you’re going to be the first man to have me.”

“Oh god…” My eyes opened wide as she started to stand up.

Getting dressed for work with a throbbing erection that just wouldn’t go down was excruciating. Her words echoed in my head. When we met at the door before we left for the day, we shar

ed another passionate kiss that made us later than we already were. I got to work with my thoughts in a mess and my body on fire with desire for Hannah. My cock had finally settled down, but there was no way I could get her out of my head. She practically tormented my every thought as the day rolled on. Every second moved at a pace that felt like minutes and every minute felt like hours. When the end of the day was finally there, I beat everyone to the parking lot and kept the pedal as close to the floorboard as I could to get back to my house. I saw her car in the driveway and smiled as I started towards the house.

Hannah

The fact I had missed two days of school that week turned out to be a blessing because I was far enough behind that I didn’t have to spend every single moment thinking about Brent and what we were going to do when we were together again. I was ready to lose my virginity and I was more than ready to feel Brent’s kiss again. I wasn’t going to waste the second chance I had been given. It was time for me to have what I wanted more than anything else in the world. Brent was an amazing man, a wonderful father, and my body burned with a desire to learn all of the things I didn’t understand about sex from him. I was the first to get home and I changed from my jeans and t-shirt to the shorts I wore earlier that morning and a t-shirt that hugged my chest close. I was waiting in the living room when he opened the door and stepped into the house.

“So you’re really a virgin?” He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close.

“I am.” I looked into his eyes and nodded.

“You’re sure this is what you want?” His lips got closer to mine.

“I know my panties are wet just thinking about it.” I bit down on my bottom lip and sighed.

* * *

He locked his hand around the back of my neck and pulled me closer. He leaned towards me and our lips pressed together. His kiss was rough but it made me want it even more. His tongue pushed apart my lips, moving inside my mouth, and started to ravage my mouth with an intensity and a fury I had never felt before. It was even more intense than the first one we shared at the breakfast table. My body went weak, melting into the kiss with every ounce of my soul. Our lips formed a seal as he continued to kiss me and I felt like all of my troubles, fears, and concerns evaporated. He released the hand that was gripping mine and brought it up behind my back, pulling at my shirt as his kiss seemed to grow even more passionate.

Oh my god. This is amazing.