DamionI pulled up to the school, parking the truck and climbing out. I was hoping the day camp program would be a great way for Oliver to hang out with his friends while possibly learning new stuff. I hated the idea of sending him off while I was at home, but this was something he wanted to do.“Okay,” I said, prepared to give him a little pep talk.“See you later, Dad!” he said, rushing up to the front door.I laughed. It was not the same kid I had dropped off at the summer program in New York. “Can I at least get a hug?”He turned around and ran back toward me. I gave him a quick hug before releasing him. It was a lot like releasing a caged animal back into the wild. He raced inside the small building and was already down the hall by the time I made it in. The drop off was so much easier and less stiff. There wasn’t a mountain of forms or security guarding the place. It didn’t feel like I was taking him to prison. He was going to be a kid and have fun with other kids. I could hear
Damion“Oliver needs to be here. This is a great place to raise a kid. He was happy here and I had no business yanking him back and forth across the country. It is official. I am here to stay, and I have no plans to leave again. I don’t care about the inheritance or any of it. I’m going to live the life of a farmer. I’m stepping into the very large shoes my grandpa left behind. I just really, really hope I don’t completely fuck it up.”He smirked. “And Alex had nothing to do with it.”I grinned, shrugging a shoulder and saying nothing.“Ah, I see you’re taking the fifth. That says everything. Not having an answer is the answer in itself.”I avoided his gaze. “How have you been?” I asked, doing a very poor job of smoothly changing the subject.“I’m good. Have some time off and trying to stay busy. If I’m not chasing women, I’m drinking. Both activities get me in trouble.”“I could see why,” I said with a laugh.“Maybe I should go on over to New York and see what trouble I can find,” he
AlexI greedily took a bite from the massive cheeseburger on my plate. Sadie was watching me with a strange look on her face. I watched as she daintily took a bite of a French fry. I grabbed my soda, sipped on it, and washed down the food in my mouth.“What?” I asked her.“You’re eating like you haven’t eaten in weeks.”I shrugged. “I haven’t. Not really.”“I take it things are going well with you and Damion?”I smiled. “They are.”“Did you guys talk, like actually talk with words, or was it all horizontal?”I wasn’t even offended. “Yes. We went fishing yesterday and hung out for a bit with Oliver. It was nice.”“Did you tell him how you felt?” she pressed.I grimaced. “Not exactly. I did, but I didn’t. He told me how he felt and then things kind of got heated.”She rolled her eyes. “Of course, they did. You turn into a sex machine when he’s around. It’s really quite gross. And I’m completely jealous.”“It’s more than sex. It’s so much more than that. We don’t always get along, and I
AlexShe grinned. “Oh my god. Do you know how long I have waited to hear those words?”I laughed, shaking my head. “Nothing too over the top. I need to maintain my dignity.”She waved a hand. “Totally overrated. Let’s go.”We hopped in my truck and headed north. It wasn’t like there was anywhere to buy a hot little number in Geraldine. I was willing to splurge. I wanted to impress him. I wanted to knock his damn socks off. Asking Sadie to help sex me up was dangerous. I would have to keep her in check without pulling her too far back. I had to trust her.“No,” I said, vehemently shaking my head. “That looks like something that a dominatrix would wear.”She winked and grinned. “I have this in red.” “If your boobs weren’t so damn big, I would just shop in your closet. Unfortunately, that kind of dress is not going to do much for me.”“It will do a lot for you, trust me,” she said, putting the black leather dress back on the rack. She grabbed a red dress that was very short and very sma
DamionI adjusted my tie while looking in the bathroom mirror. It was a strange look for me now, but Alex had texted this morning and let me know she wanted to dress up. I was more than happy with that plan. I couldn’t wait to see her in another dress. I promised myself we would make it to the restaurant. I wanted to take her out and show her a good time.“Dad, Justin is here,” Oliver shouted from the living room.“Okay, let him in. I’ll be right out.”I used my fingers to comb through my hair one last time, checking each side of my face in the mirror before heading out to meet Justin. I came into the living room just in time to hear them talk about shooting.“Excuse me?” I said, putting my hands on my hips and wondering if I had made a mistake in asking Justin to babysit.“Justin says we can shoot his gun,” Oliver said with more enthusiasm than I cared for.“My BB gun,” Justin quickly interjected.I winced. “Maybe we can do that another time,” I said.“But, Dad,” Oliver whined.“No.
DamionI laughed, her sense of humor was a little on the dry, dark side, but it was one of the many reasons I loved her. “I’m just happy I get to see your pretty face now that I’m back.”“Are you truly happy to be back or are you trying to convince yourself you’re happy?” she asked.“I’m happy,” I assured her. “This is what I want. I’m sorry it took me so long to see it.”“It wasn’t just you,” she answered. “I was having a little trouble seeing the forest through the trees. I’m still skittish and I’m probably going to freak out from time to time, but I want this.”“Good. I want this as well. I want Oliver to be happy and I’m confident he will be happy here. You make him happy.”The look on her face reminded me of someone being told they needed a root canal. “I don’t want to screw that up.”“Why would you screw it up?”She shook her head. “I don’t exactly have the best role models for parents. I don’t know how to treat a child or how to talk to them.”I smiled. “Just be you. He sees yo
Alex “God, what you do to me,” I groaned.My heart pounded in my chest, my breathing sporadic as I scrambled to hold on to my senses. The man had a way of making me dizzy and needy at the same time. All I had to do was hold on to him. He would never lead me astray. He would take care of all my needs. He would make me feel good and I knew I was safe in his arms.“You have no idea what you do to me,” he rasped the words. “This dress. My god. I have to see what’s under it.”I smiled against his lips. “That’s an easy one,” I teased. “Nothing.”“Fuck me,” he growled.He reacted as I suspected he would. He reached down and squeezed my ass, yanking me against his crotch. His swollen cock pushed against me. In an instant, I was on the verge of a violent climax. It took him very little to get my body wound up tight as a bow.I reached around and grabbed his ass, squeezing hard and repeating his action. I yanked him against me while grinding my hips against him. Suddenly, I felt emboldened. I
AlexHe slid in all the way and held steady. I couldn’t move. I felt paralyzed. My body was not my own to control. It was in the white-knuckled grip of a powerful orgasm that stole away my breath and my ability to think of anything except what was happening between my legs.Suddenly, I had to release it all. I shouted, crying out incoherently as my body erupted over and over. He held steady, letting me slide my body over his hard cock as I needed to stretch out my ecstasy. I rode him faster, my pussy clamping down on his cock, milking him with every stroke.“That’s it,” he gasped. “Don’t stop.”I couldn’t have stopped if I had tried. I felt possessed by a sex demon. I had just experienced a very good, very satisfying orgasm and I wanted more. I stood up, reaching for my own breast as I leaned back against him, shifting his cock to a new angle. The change in position tickled previously untouched but still ridiculously sensitive nerves. I knew he felt it too. His body jerked.“Mine,” he