My Dad's Rival

I can’t resist him when he talks like that.

I slide over to his sun bed and straddle him. We’re all alone out here without a person for miles. And can do whatever we like. So I kiss him, grinding gently against his body, and feel his cock harden beneath me.

I’ve still got it, even after all this time.

“The things you do to me,” he growls, kissing me roughly. He cups my ass, still treating me like the twenty-one year old he met fifteen years ago. I still turn him on like I did back then. And when he shoves my swimsuit aside so that he can enter me, it feels just as good as the day he took my virginity.

We hold one another tight, reveling in the pleasure, taking one another to the edge as our bodies move and writhe in unison.

This was always meant to happen.

It was written in the stars. He and I, together forever.