Daddies Brat

So six weeks after their first discussion, she had come over to his place after they had been to a movie and they were standing in the living room. He was about to suggest putting on the Graham Norton show, but she was looking at him with a thoughtful look on her face. They had been in enough in-depth conversations that he knew the look and knew that she was pondering something pretty deeply.

“Look, I’ve been considering something for a while. I’m a human being and I have needs. I have no desire to get involved in a romantic relationship right now. I know I’m not ready for that, it would be a rebound if nothing else. But, frankly, I’m horny as hell. I propose a friends-with-benefits situation. We both know it isn’t going to be a long-term thing. I’m on the pill, so that isn’t an issue. How do you feel about that?”

“I’m speechless!” Matt paused before continuing, so many things running through his head. “I’m more than twice your age!”

“Guess I hadn’t thought about the actual numbers, I’d have put you at about the same age as my parents.”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“I’ve got at least ten years on your folks!”

“Really? You certainly don’t look it. And it isn’t like you would be robbing the cradle, geez, I’m closer to 30 than 20! You’re in pretty good shape. Unless you have performance issues?” She glanced down and grinned, the obvious bulge in his pants told her that she had him. “And that does not appear to be the case!”

There was no question the idea appealed to him on a physical level, her glance had shown that his body was responding very positively to the idea. She was, after all, a beautiful woman. Madison’s hair went a bit below her shoulders, a golden brown with some highlights. Green eyes in a gorgeous face. Even being on the skinny side didn’t detract from her beauty, nice firm breasts well suited to her size, enhanced by the rather tight t-shirt, he wasn’t sure how much they were assisted by the bra that she was wearing. The nice curve of her waist accentuated a pretty nice butt, even as small as it was. And despite his firm belief that he didn’t stand a chance with her, she had been the focus of more than one fantasy in the shower.

“I’ve been snipped, so there are doubly no issues from that perspective. I’m open to the opportunity, I mean, what male could resist? But we should probably set some guidelines to avoid problems in the future.”

“Okay, what did you have in mind?”

“No leaving either of us hanging! Finish off what was started. No hickeys or bite marks or anything that would indicate something more was going on between us.”

“A big agree on that, I never know when I might get a photo shoot, and don’t want to worry about having to cover up some marks.”

“No overnights. Anything said during our romp is not to be taken seriously. And even though we are going to be intimate, not invade each other’s personal space in public. If we show a lack of respect for the space, people are going to figure things are more intimate pretty quickly.”

“Seems reasonable. Might I suggest the use of a condom at all times?”

“Really? Even though we are doubly protected?”

“Yes, for several good reasons. It is easier to clean up things afterward. Less chance of the smell being obvious to others. And you will last longer, meaning less chance of me being left hanging. And if one of us should happen to have something the other doesn’t, it doesn’t get spread.”

He certainly wasn’t going to make an issue out of it! If she wanted him to wear a condom, it would be a small price to pay in exchange for getting with her. And he knew that her points were valid, he often used a rubber when masturbating for the same reasons, it prolonged his pleasure and it sure beat having to wash the sheets every time, making it a whole lot easier to clean up. Matt never got the mucho gotta go bareback train of thought. The longer the better as far as he was concerned.

“Okay, and I will add this, partially for my sanity. I will not initiate anything. I’m sure you will know when I’m interested, but will pretty much abide by your desires and needs.” It sort of felt like he was putting her in charge, but any opportunity would be better than no opportunity and he figured letting her pick would make her more comfortable with coming to him for some relief.

Not hearing any further objections, Madison quickly flipped off her shirt, lifting it over her head revealing a taut belly and just a hint of the ab muscles. The light green bra was fairly utilitarian, but that didn’t stop his erection from throbbing a bit more at the sight of it. She tossed the shirt onto the couch walked over to him and began unbuttoning his shirt. He figured if she was going to back out of this, his shirt coming off would be the time. He wasn’t a bodybuilder by any means, but he was at least toned and not overly flabby. His waist was bigger than it should be, but part of it was due to the scar. It ran from his sternum down to his waistline, cut with a surgeon’s scalpel. It had been an exploratory cut to find out what was causing the pain and fever after the appendix operation came up empty, with no organ in sight.

She tossed his shirt on top of her own and ran her fingertips over the scar. Even after all this time it was still somewhat red and stretched, a smooth keloid that was about half an inch across. “Knife fight?”

“No fight to it, the knife was in the hands of a surgeon.”

“You’ll have to tell me all about it, but later.”

“I shall regale you with tales of the attempt to sacrifice me to the Whirly Bird of the Eastern Med.” She giggled and proceeded to unfasten his belt, she struggled with the unfamiliar buckle, but it only took her a moment to figure it out. His pants slid to the floor as she patted the tented briefs before dropping her blue jeans. She dipped her hand into her pocket as they fell to the ground, a slight gleam revealed that she had come fully prepared. There was no doubt he was getting a bit light-headed, a combination of sexual desire and the situation, but he picked her up, she was a feather in his arms and moved to the couch. Fortunately, the curtains on the picture window were already closed.