Jeff stared at the pile of architectural plans on his desk blankly while twirling his pen across his fingers. A quick glance at the clock showed that it had only been ninety minutes since the work day had begun, much to his dismay. This scene was somewhat typical of a Monday morning, but on this particular late-winter day he was even more restless and jaded than usual.
He had been employed at the same architectural design firm for fifteen years and had worked his way up to one of the senior designers during his tenure. By all accounts he was successful in his work and had grown to be one of the pillars of the design team and was relied on heavily. He could also boast a modest house out in the country in which he took no small measure of pride. Professionally, he had many things going for him. This morning what was on his mind was not his work or his house, but his deteriorating marital relationship.
Jeff’s family moved around the country quite often when he was young until it was nearly time for him to go to university. Many of those early formative years of his life were marked by a certain amount of instability as a result. He was conventionally attractive being tall, dark haired, and with soft brown eyes, but was never in one place long enough to develop any meaningful relationships. Truth be told he only had one real girlfriend by the age of eighteen before his father took a posting at a different company and remained local to the central part of the country.
After finally having some stability of location, Jeff enrolled in a local university and started his studies. It was there that he met his wife, Janice. True to form, as a young man with depth of heart but no real experience in relationships, he fell for Janice and fell hard. By the time he earned his degree, he had already proposed, to which she accepted, and they began their married life directly after graduation. The pair shared some good years early on, but the luster began to fade as the years dragged on. In all the time that his family had spent flitting about the country, Jeff found himself a young adult who was still learning things about himself years after he tied the knot with Janice.
As he looked back on everything now, at nearly forty years of age, his own life seemed terribly cliche. It was a classic case of “got married too early before either partner knew themselves or each other properly”. Many times he considered pursuing divorce, but his pride and not wanting to admit defeat always stood in the way. In any case, he surmised that his forties may be a bit old to be starting over in the way of love.
Speaking of love, that was one of the areas that chiefly frustrated Jeff to no end. In all the years of roaming the country, he spent a lot of time by himself reading and developed a strong sense of imagination. In retrospect, he thought that perhaps his expectations of a marriage relationship were idealised and that connecting with someone in the way he craved was just not feasible. That same imagination fueled his sexuality and gave him a curious mind that was always conjuring up new ideas and pushing the boundaries of his own inner depravity. That imagination, whether it be in a practical or sexual sense, was something that he and his wife did not share. Early in the marriage he attempted to talk to Janice about some of the kinks that interested him, but was promptly shut down. She, in contrast, seemed content with very predictable and bland experiences with extended periods of chasteness between them. This frustrated Jeff to no end, which he conveyed to her many times but ultimately to no avail.
Janice seemed content to play the role of country housewife, which would have shocked Jeff had he known when they were dating. But the longer they were married, the more she focussed on her own hobbies. Jeff certainly didn’t hold her hobbies against her, or even the fact that she was unwilling to indulge in his imaginations with him. He firmly believed that one shouldn’t be pushed into something they weren’t comfortable exploring, especially when it came to things if a sexual nature. It was in this way that his desires for depth and vulnerability were at odds with his marriage. The two had grown into roommates with their own interests and only seemed to cross paths when Janice fancied it.
Over the years, the lack of spark and interest had taken its toll on his psyche. He yearned for something stimulating and deep. It was a fire in his soul that he never could quite put out even when he tried to do just that for the sake of his marriage. It was in the throes of such reflection that he found himself this particular morning. He mustered as much emotional energy as he could to combat the crushing discontentment that plagued him and set his mind to the task at hand. After an hour he reassembled the drawings, now containing his markups, and rolled them into a single, four-foot roll, and picked them up to deliver them to the working team.
His mind was still wrestling with his unmet desires as he navigated into the corridor that connected the design office with the rest of the building. It was when he made the turn into the corridor that he first saw her. In a building full of engineers, she stood out like an oasis in the midst of a barren desert. He didn’t recognise her, but she strode toward him in the corridor while looking at a stack of papers in her hand.
Jeff was not one to be so drawn to anyone at first sight, but he could not help but drink her in with his eyes. She couldn’t have been older than twenty, and stood over a foot shorter than his six and-a-half foot frame. Her dark brunette hair cascaded down her neck just past the shoulders. She wore a dark coloured top that was adorned with a light pink floral pattern that was cinched about her waist by a belt and gave way to a dark and flowing skirt beneath it. He was instantly entranced by her curves as she walked toward him. His eyes scanned down past her knees and noted the dark stockings that wrapped around her calves.
Even if Jeff hadn’t been previously focussed on his high levels of sexual frustration, he could not have denied that this girl seemed purpose-built to arrest his attention. He was keenly aware that he had a “type” and his subconscious mind was at work furiously checking off the boxes.
As they drew closer to each other, Jeff was suddenly aware of how much space that he and the long tube of rolled up paper occupied in the narrow corridor. The girl’s attention was still fixed on the papers she carried and he knew it was up to him to step aside and make room. Whether by his level of distraction, or some subconscious ploy, as he turned his shoulders the rolled up drawings jutted into her path and knocked the papers out of her hand. She let out a yelp of surprise as the stack scattered on the floor. Jeff, now red in the face, knelt down to help her gather the mess.
“Terribly sorry about that!” he offered while reaching to pick up the stray sheets. As she knelt down to do the same, he couldn’t help but see the smooth and perfect slopes of her cleavage and once again was hopelessly distracted.
“Oh, no! It was my fault for not looking where I was going,” she replied before looking up.
They both had scattered sheets of paper in hand when she finally looked up and their eyes met. If Jeff had been distracted before, he was veritably hypnotised when he saw her eyes for the first time. They gleamed a mixture of brown, green, and grey. All at once, the tingling feeling of electricity radiated up his fingers and arms and warmed him from the inside. Her pupils widened when she saw him… or had he imagined that? There was no way to be sure, but one thing that was certain was the palpable pause between the two as they took each other in.
Jeff reached over to hand her the papers he collected but couldn’t take his eyes off hers. When she reached out for them her hand brushed his, which set off more intense jolts of electricity through his body.
“Thank you!” she said with a smile.
That smile…and that voice… there was something so comforting yet so arousing about it.
When she spoke to him, Jeff all of a sudden felt like he was a teenager again, just moved into town, and unable to speak in the presence of a new crush. He had not felt the need to feign confidence in so long and he was caught completely off guard by meeting her in such a manner.
“That’s alright,” he began, struggling over his words as they both rose to standing. He towered over her and she looked up at him in a way that stoked the imagination that had been repressed for so long.
“I don’t think I’ve seen you around before?” he continued. “I’m Jeff, over in the designers’ office.”
Her sweet, yet seductive eyes continued to look up at him while she responded.
“Hello, Jeff! I’m Katy! And yeah this is actually my first day here! I’m starting in the admin office.”
“In that case, welcome to the firm!”
Katy smiled at him again, still with her eyes fixed on his and nearly lost her papers a second time.
“Nice to meet you, Jeff! Maybe I’ll see you around the office?” She said with the slightest tinge of hopefulness.
“Oh, I’m sure! I’ll be around!” he replied, trying to reign in his eagerness.
The two parted and continued each along their own way. At the end of the corridor, Jeff glanced back to find Katy doing the same. She blushed and smiled before disappearing out of view.
When she was out of sight, he began to silently scold himself. Now don’t go chasing after the young new girl like some pervert, he said in his own thoughts. Nonetheless he was quite taken with her even at the brevity of their encounter.
For the remainder of the day, Jeff’s attention was not on his own struggles, but instead on his new, beautiful, young colleague. Even though in his heart of hearts he knew how ridiculous it was that he should be immediately infatuated with someone who was likely half his age, there was something about her that he couldn’t resist. Almost akin to a familiarity of spirit. Something he couldn’t explain or brush off.
As the days continued on, he kept finding excuses to walk by the admin wing of the building where he would often find Katy at her desk. When she noticed him, she would always grin and give a slight wave. By the end of that week he summoned the courage, or as the case may be poor judgment, to message her and ask if she fancied having lunch. She agreed, which brought a smile to Jeff’s face as if he had asked a girl to a school dance and received a “yes”.
They met in the center of the complex where the different wings of the building joined together. There was a decent cafeteria that served the entire building with food and coffee. The cafeteria also sported generously sized windows and an open air patio where lunch could be enjoyed outdoors if the weather permitted.
The two met at a table along the windows and sat down to eat. Katy unwrapped a packed sandwich and Jeff brought leftovers from dinner the previous night.
“So, first week… how are you managing so far?” Jeff asked between bites.
“Nothing I can’t handle,” Katy replied with that same smile that made Jeff’s heart melt earlier in the week.
“I’m sure you’re probably tired of answering this type of question, but how did you end up here?”
Katy swallowed her bite of sandwich before responding. “Well, I finished with my classes and simply searched for postings online! They hired me and that was that!”
“Ah! Where did you attend classes?” he asked between sips of coffee.
“Oh, I’m not from here. I’m originally from down south, but wanted to break away and make my own, you know? So I packed my things and am renting a flat nearby!”
“Nothing wrong with that at all!”
She smiled at him before continuing. “Every time I’ve seen you since we literally ran into each other, you’ve had a coffee in hand! How do you get any sleep?”
Jeff beamed inwardly at that comment. She had been paying attention! He tried to play it cool and conceal his level of excitement, but felt as if she could see right through him at the same time.
“I manage the best I can, I suppose!”
She pointed toward the ring finger on his left hand. “And how does the Mrs. feel about you staying up all night because of all the caffeine?”
The look in her eyes as she asked such a question was somewhere between mischievous and sultry.
He nearly choked on his coffee before answering. “Oh I don’t think she has any strong feelings either way.” He mentally added, or strong feelings about anything for that matter!
Katy smirked at him before replying, “Fair enough!” and took the last bite of her sandwich.
Before lunch came to its conclusion, Jeff spoke up again.
“How are you getting on finding your way around in a new town?”
She packed up her lunch bag and grinned at him slyly.
“Oh my, it sounds as if you’re going to offer to show me the sights?”
“I very well might be inclined to!” He couldn’t tell who between the two of them was being more forward in that moment. After a brief pause as he packed up his own lunch bag, he continued.
“I hope you won’t think me a scoundrel for asking, but could I get your number? You know, in case I have an opening in my schedule to give you a tour?”
Katy chuckled out loud and began to blush before pulling out a little note from her lunch bag.
“Well, since you asked so nicely,” she beamed at him and handed the slip of paper over, “I may have already written it down!”
Jeff laughed and took the paper from her outstretched hand. Their fingers touched, and he felt that same jolt of electricity traveling up his arm and into his chest. His eyes looked up at her and, for an instant, it appeared that she might feel the same spark that rippled its way through him.
They stood and walked back to their respective corridors as Jeff tried to hide the elation that threatened to lift him off his feet. He hardly made it back to his desk before he tapped out a message announcing himself and giving her his number in return. Five minutes later, he received a reply which did nothing but guarantee that a smile was plastered across his face the rest of the day. He sat down and rubbed the short, trimmed beard on his chin and tried to disguise his giddiness.
Deep underneath the excitement of getting on so well with Katy was his conscience whispering what a terrible idea this was and he was quickly becoming a pervert cliché. But for that moment his conscience could be damned for all he cared.
The days wore into weeks and the weeks wore into months. The more time passed, the more enamored Jeff became over his curvy colleague. The two spent most lunch breaks together and had developed a habit of frequent texting in the evenings and on weekends. Both Jeff and Katy seemed to carefully navigate the line between provocative and scandalous, as plenty of suggestive dialog was had but nothing untoward ever happened between the two. Beyond his nearly uncontrollable attraction to her, he had grown quite fond of her and wanted to get to know her. He found himself entranced by her voice and eyes whenever she would speak to him.
The electric feeling he got whenever they touched, no matter how inadvertently, was something of a permanent sensation and did not dissipate no matter how much time passed since the day they bumped into each other. It was a sensation that livened his body, mind, and soul. Jeff could not for long deny that he was quite smitten with Katy. Since that first day, he also had developed a habit of featuring her in his imaginative masturbatory escapades. His mind frequently went to work picturing her curvy body taking him in all manner of situations that had been flatly denied by his wife for years. He was keenly curious to know her kinks and what drove her wild, but as of yet had not the courage to broach the subject directly. He often fretted over what she would think of his own kinks. Some of which included incest roleplay, spanking, and bondage. Part of him was afraid that even if something were to happen with Katy, would she be accepting of his darker desires? Or in the end would he keep that part of himself locked away in his imagination
All sexual tension aside, the two got on fabulously. Their innocuous interests seemed to align well despite their age gap. The more he found out about Katy, the more he thirsted to know. He had gathered that she hailed from one of the many towns his family had been located briefly when he was younger. In fact, he had been a teenager there but moved to his current location not long before she had been born. The concept that he was nearly old enough to be her father gave him some pause, but excited his depraved imagination at the same time.
He also gathered that she was raised by a single mother who had gotten pregnant near the end of school. In the end, it seemed that the less than ideal situation she was born into and lived with also forged her independence and shaped her into a perfectly capable young woman. Katy never knew her father and her mother always claimed to not know precisely who he was. All in all, the more he learned about Katy the more he admired her. The more he admired her, the more he desired her. Jeff was in a full-on emotional and sexual revolving door of emotions when it came to Katy. Had Janice been the slightest bit attentive, it would have been hard to miss her husband’s change in demeanor.
Summer was quickly approaching, and Jeff had spent the weekend working outside on his country lot cleaning up the property and getting things in order for the warmer season. Late in the warm, humid evening, he sat on the front porch with a glass of scotch on ice to relax when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled the device from his pocket and smiled from ear to ear seeing a message from Katy.
What are you up to mister?
Katy had taken to calling Jeff “Mister” or “Sir” as a running joke to make light of their age gap. Jeff was honestly fond of it. It only added fuel to his sexual imagination where Katy was concerned. He also had a handful of playfully suggestive names he would call her in return.
Just sitting on the porch having a scotch. Isn’t it about your bedtime, Little Missy?
Is that an offer to tuck me in? You shouldn’t tease a girl like that, Sir”
Haha, I’d have to shower first anyway. Been working outside all day and am a bit filthy
Well I’ll consider that a bullet dodged. Wouldn’t want any dirty handprints on this now, would I?
A few moments later a picture message popped up on Jeff’s messaging app. Katy was there in all her sultry, curvy glory wearing a pink cotton pyjama top. The straps over her shoulders were thin, and the slightest note of her nipples dimpled the soft fabric as it hung about her b-cup bustline. The front of it dove in a “v” shape toward her cleavage and featured white lace along her bust. The look in her eyes sent that familiar ripple of electricity through Jeff’s body as he took her in. The shivers through his body went up his arms to his chest, then traveled down between his legs and stirred his cock.
We definitely wouldn’t want to get you all dirty before bed. Dirty girls don’t sleep well
I might have to put that concept to the test!
Another moment passed and Jeff saw another picture pop up. This time she was on her knees in her bed tugging down on the pyjama top with just the slightest hint of what appeared to be a black lace thong following the curves of her ass. She had never been this provocative before now. Jeff could literally feel all his affection and infatuation for Katy growing into a desperate need.
Well now I won’t be getting any sleep… and not because of the caffeine!
As if on cue, Janice appeared on the front porch and interrupted her husband’s rampant dirty thoughts. Upon catching sight of the glass of scotch in his hand, she gave her patented disapproving look.
“When you’re quite finished… I need you to proofread a post for my business,” she chirped at him flatly.
Her ‘business’ was one of her many attempts at hobbies that seemed to actually be getting traction. Jeff often found himself somehow being expected to proof-read social media posts, be a free photographer, IT support, or whatever Janice needed but didn’t possess the ability or desire to see to herself.
“I’ll be in in five,” he offered back as she disappeared back through the door.
He glanced down at his phone and saw the missed texts from Katy.
Sorry… not sorry lol
By the way, I’m spending a week at my mother’s next month. So you’ll have to manage without me for a whole seven days.
He tapped a reply…
Oh I’m sure I’ll manage. But goodnight picture messages will certainly soften the blow! I’m being “called in” so I better get going. Goodnight kiddo!
Goodnight Mister!
After the texting exchange, a new level of flirtation seemed to be fair game for them both. The pair were hard workers, but whenever downtime did present itself, they always seemed to find each other and spend it together. Katy took to sending Jeff pictures of her outfits before she arrived at the office. Though it made him feel a pit pervy at first, he couldn’t deny that he supremely enjoyed seeing her in any way he could.
Katy herself was quickly becoming an indispensable member on her team and took on more responsibility as a result. Whether by her choice or just dumb luck on Jeff’s part, she was assigned as the admin that worked directly with his department. This came with the added benefit of her being included in department staff meetings and working with Jeff more directly as designs were approved and ready to be released to other departments.
The week prior to Katy’s visit to her mum’s had arrived. Jeff had hoped to squeeze in any spare second he could with her before she was gone for seven days. But, fate intervened as a design was due by the ensuing Monday and he found himself behind the ball as the customer made last minute changes. The week was suffocatingly busy and before he knew it, it was late Friday evening and he was still in the office.
He looked up and around after losing track of the time and found himself the only one left in the designer’s wing.
“Well that’s typical,” he muttered under his breath as he stood and stretched his arms.
He was nearly finished for the day, but decided to get one last cup of coffee from the machine in the small kitchenette in his part of the office. He checked his phone for messages from Katy who was due to depart town the next morning but saw none. He then strode toward the machine, cup in hand, and placed it under the dispenser.
“Well hello, old friend” he muttered out loud to the machine as he pressed the button to start brewing.
“Well, hello to you too, Mister!”
That familiar, perky voice came at him from behind and nearly scared him out of his wits. He spun around quickly and beheld Katy standing at the other end of the kitchenette work top. His fright aside, each time he saw her, he struggled with the same speechless and breathless feeling he had when they first met. This was no exception. His weary eyes scanned her as if she was the only person in the world. She wore a red dress with a lacey veneer that flowed down her curves in a way that made him involuntarily lick his lips. Below the dress her legs were clad in nude coloured tights and brown strap sandals were on her dainty feet. Her hair hung about her shoulders with just a few wayward strands from a long day of working, and a necklace just kissed the freckle at the front of her collarbone.
The long day had fatigued Jeff and he had not the energy to reign in his very physical reaction to seeing her on this evening. He felt his cock stir in his trousers and he turned himself toward the coffee machine in an attempt to hide it. His desire for her was nearly roaring in his ears.
“Dear god, you scared the daylights out of me!” Jeff said with a relieved laugh. “What are you still doing here? It’s nearly eight-thirty and you’ve got an early train!”
She stepped toward him alongside the worktop before responding. “I wasn’t sure you were still here either! I just came down the corridor to check and see if you were alive!” She quipped back at him. “It’s amazing how you can hear footsteps in the place when it’s empty, and your long stride is unmistakable.”
Jeff picked up his coffee cup from the machine and responded before sipping, “Seems that I have a cute little stalker!”
Katy feigned insult and retorted, “Stalker! You’re a foot taller than most people! And people usually can’t count the seconds between footsteps!”
They both laughed at each other but Jeff dared not to turn toward her and reveal the ridiculous tent he was pitching in his trousers.
“Not that I’m less than thrilled to see you, but shouldn’t you be packing?” he said a bit flustered.
“If you thought I was going to leave you here all night without saying goodbye that just means you’ve had too much of that stuff,” she joked at him while pointing to his coffee cup.
Jeff chuckled at her. “Perhaps…” he paused to take a sip. “You know people would probably talk if they knew we were here on our own like this. The cleaning crew around here are terrible gossips!” He cracked a smile at her.
She took another step toward him, nearly closing the distance between the two.
“You don’t think they already do?” Her voice was taking a soft and smokey tone that heated Jeff’s blood.
“You really should get home and pack…” Jeff trailed off as he finally turned toward her, his cock like a compass that pointed at the true north of Katy’s hips.
Katy looked up at him in a way that was both provocative and submissive.
“If I don’t, are you going to spank me for being a bad girl?”
At this Jeff was over the edge and freefalling into his desire to have her and couldn’t stop himself for any reason. He set the coffee down, reached one arm around her hips and pulled her close.
“I just might…” he breathed out before kissing her for the first time.
When their lips met, it was a feeling akin to the telltale electricity between them, but much more potent. His hands rose to the sides of her face and she threw her arms around his neck as the two lip locked for an unknowable amount of time. Jeff’s hands returned to her waist and Katy snaked one of her legs around his when they finally parted and looked into each other’s eyes.
Katy’s pupils were dilated. Not in the same way as when they met, but this time were unmistakably locked onto the object of her desire. Neither of them spoke, but much was being said in the molten look they were giving to each other. Jeff’s mouth went back to work kissing her and then slowly traveled along her jawline toward her ear. His large hands reached down her hips and clutched the meat of her perfectly round ass as she gasped into his ear. His kisses worked down her neck until he reached the soft skin where the neck ended and the shoulder began and he nibbled at it while groaning. Her body trembled up and down in reaction.
In a swift and powerful motion, Jeff turned Katy’s body so she was facing the worktop and pulled her hips so that she was slightly bent forward. She tossed her hair over her shoulder to look back at him and bit her lower lip.
“Is Mister going to spank me now?” she mewed in equal tones of desire and teasing.
Jeff brought his hand flat against her ass in a quick strike. Katy yipped at first, but then purred. Jeff found himself beyond reason or control at this point. Months of sexual tension were being focussed into these moments and he was about to pour it all out on Katy’s young, curvy body. With each smack he delivered to her ass, Katy’s moans became louder and full-throated. When her volume began to echo across the empty office, he reached around her face and covered her mouth. He then frantically tossed her skirt over her hips and got his first view of her exposed ass beneath the tights.
Upon getting his first in-person eyeful of her body, he released her mouth. Katy groaned and gasped once unmuzzled. Jeff’s hands came together at her backside and gathered the fabric of her tights in his fists.
“Fuck, Jeff… what are you…”
Her question was cut short by the sound of the fabric of her tights being ripped apart. Jeff’s fingers slipped into the newly made hole and explored her positively dripping and smooth lips. Katy’s speech quickly descended into a series of desperate and urgent moans. Jeff let out his own low-pitched moan as his fingers became slick with her arousal. Feeling her so wet and ready for him caused his cock to desperately strain against the prison of his trousers. While groping her from behind, he grinded his tent along her hips. His wetted fingers slipped up and down the curves of her lips and then settled in gentle circles on her hood. Katy let out a desperate whimper that made Jeff feel the dampness of precum spreading in the fabric of his jockey shorts.
He released her and then positioned himself directly behind her while frantically working off his belt and releasing the clasp on the front of his trousers. He hastily and clumsily yanked down the front of his jockey shorts and his cock sprang out as if overjoyed to be released from its constraints. He reached his right hand around Katy’s hips and dove it inside her tights to resume his teasing of her most intimate parts. From the new angle, he curled his middle finger and slipped it back into its wet and warm target while resting the tip of his palm on top of her clit. He let out his own desperate gasp as his cock was now bathed in the warmth of her body from behind when he nestled himself between her thighs. I curled his finger searching for that spongy patch inside her tight canal until it found its mark then pulled his finger back and pushed it forward so the flat of his hand pressed down on her clit again.
Katy kept biting her lip and stifling her own moans but was beginning to lose control.
“Fuck… yes… keep going,” she belted out against the kitchenette worktop.
“Dirty girls like being fingered at work…” Jeff taunted into her ear while leaning over her back. Even as he said it, he was hoping his kink for dirty talk wouldn’t turn her off or prevent a repeat meeting, but he was too worked up to hold back. “Are you a dirty girl, Katy?”
Katy moaned out in one long whimper before replying. “Fuck! Yes, I’m a dirty girl!”
She rose to her toes as Jeff’s probing continued. His hand was now completely covered in her wetness and he could feel her legs shake and her body tighten around his finger.
“Then cum for me, you dirty girl,” he practically growled into her ear.
At his prompting Katy’s body pitched against Jeff’s weight while he bore down on her. Her pussy was clenching and releasing his finger over and over again. Her feet trembled and threatened to fail her. She clenched her hands into fists against the worktop and her gleaning eyes opened wide while she let out a series of unrepressed moans into the empty office air.
Still with his mouth perched just behind her ear he growled to her, “Good girl, Katy.”
Katy was still quivering and gushing while gasping for breath against the worktop. Her arms had given way and her breasts were flat on the surface as her fists finally released. Her feet were still shaking, hovering just above the floor. The strap sandal on her right foot had fallen, leaving her perpetually unbalanced. Jeff did not allow her to catch her balance, but gripped her shoulder with his large left hand and used his right, still dripping from her juices to line up his cock to her pulsing entrance.
With a groan and a push forward, he found himself inside her at last. She was tight around him. He was generously sized at nearly eight inches, but he was not prepared for the intense sensation of how tight she actually was. His own knees threatened to buckle under him. His torso dropped like dead weight on her back as he struggled to remain in control of his motions. His hips, however, were autonomously spasming and driving his length deeper into Katy.
“Fucking hell… you’re even tighter than I imagined,” he managed to gasp out like a runner after a marathon. He was fully sheathed in her now and felt her stretching and gripping his length. “I’ve wanted this since the day we met.”
Gathering himself, he pulled back and thrusted into her again. Katy’s moans had transformed into something more urgent and desperate, taking on more of the qualities of a cry as Jeff’s swollen head rammed into her.
She rasped out “God…fuck…mpfff” over and over as he reached bottom inside her.
Katy then let out a long cry of climax. Jeff grunted desperately, bringing his second hand to her other shoulder and gripped her. One final deep thrust as they both convulsed and Jeff felt the buzzing desperation of the first jet of cum releasing inside her. His fingers dug into her shoulders with each pulse of his cock which in turn was accompanied by an animalistic groan through gritted teeth. He shoved himself hard against her battered cervix and pressed her body tight against the worktop. Beads of sweat dotted his brow and his whole body trembled when the last drops of his seed were squeezed inside her convulsing body.
In the moments that directly followed, his senses returned to him and he was suddenly keenly aware of the situation that had just transpired. He glanced around quickly to ensure no one happened upon them and was relieved to find the office as empty as it was when they met at the coffee machine. With a sigh of relief, he raised himself off her back and allowed her to catch her breath. His still hard cock slipped out of her intensely tight grip and his cum soon followed and slithered down her inner thighs into the fabric of her tights. Clarity graduall came to him and he was astounded that he had done something which would have been out of character before he met Katy. He also felt more satisfied by this quick and intense encounter than he had at any other point in his life.
Katy was the one to break the silence, still panting against the worktop. “Oh my fucking god…” she whimpered. “Daddy… that was so fucking good!”
At that she snapped her head back and blushed as if she had not meant to say it out loud. Her hand covered her mouth and her gorgeous eyes opened wider than he had ever seen them open before.
Jeff reveled in his luck. How was it that he just happened to find someone he was so fond of that shared so many of his secret kinks? He grinned at her slyly and gave her another playful smack across her rump.
“Oh, don’t worry Katy. Daddy really enjoyed that as well!”
They both laughed at each other in embarassed relief. Katy stood, trying to find her footing with only one sandal. Her eyes stayed locked on his the entire time, which did nothing to aide in her balance. They had a different look about them now. Intense… surprised… satisfied seemingly all at the same time.
Jeff broke her gaze to pull up his trousers and refasten his belt while Katy slipped her wayward sandal back to her foot. After a moment of feeding his belt through the buckle, he felt her hands on his face as she dragged him down to her height to kiss him. The relief and desire that washed over Jeff at that moment almost brought him to his knees. He savoured her kisses and returned them eagerly and wrapped his arms around her torso.
“So… we’re definitely doing that again! My god, Katy, that was the most intense fuck I’ve ever had!” he blurted out as she broke their kiss.
She looked up at him in that familiar, sexy and heart-melting way of hers and replied, “You are one horny married daddy, aren’t you?”
He chuckled at her and said, “And you’re one hot little dirty girl!” They both sighed and then laughed while Katy accompanied him back to his desk to collect his things.
“You know,” Katy started, “these were my favourite tights.” She feigned a sad face and stuck out her lower lip at him.
“Well, in that case, perhaps when you return from your visit, daddy will have to get you some new ones!” he quipped as he slipped his pack over his shoulder.
The pair walked arm-in-arm down the empty corridor toward the main entrance and the car park both beaming with happiness and satisfaction. Jeff walked her toward her little red coupe and opened the door for her as she climbed inside.
“You know,” he started sheepishly, “I am really going to miss you.”
She looked up at him with fire in her eyes. “That was the plan all along!”
“Let me know when you’ve arrived safely, yeah?”
“Of course!” she chirped back at him. “And when I return, we can properly break in my flat?”
“How could I refuse that?”
They kissed one final time for the evening and Katy drove off to pack for her journey. Jeff was lighter in spirit than he could remember being in ages all the way back to his home. Upon arriving he promptly dropped his things in his home office and showered while Janice was lost on her laptop. He poured himself a drink and read a book in the study until he was ready for bed. Before laying down, he tapped out a final text to Katy for the night.
Night kiddo, maybe dirty girls sleep well after all?
A few moments later he saw her reply.
Night daddy! And I’ll be sure to let you know.
As elated as Jeff was to have had the object of his desire before she left for her visit home, he now faced the poignant fact that he was going to miss Katy even more than he was already prepared. The feeling of her body, the wetness of her lips, the sounds she made when he had her all played in his mind repeatedly and kept him in a constant state of arousal. She remained fixed in his mind even when she wasn’t messaging or teasing him via phone. The memory of their tryst was all that was needed to get him hard at a moment’s notice. He didn’t quite understand the attraction she had for him, but was well beyond questioning it.
In her absence, his interactions with everyone else seemed to be dull in comparison. The more he thought about Katy, the harder it was to imagine there being a time when he didn’t know her, as silly as that thought seemed practically. In his rational thoughts, it seemed ludicrous that someone as young as she could be so drawn to him, and at the same time seemed to offer the depth of personality and the kinks and excitement that eluded him for his entire adult life. There was something between them that made no practical sense, but was equally real and powerful. Though he couldn’t put his finger on it, or was able to explain it, he leaned into it with his whole being.
Katy kept him up to date on her outfits by day and even shared pictures of her childhood home with him. He took it as an endearing gesture of trust and relished the opportunity to get to know her more intimately. The battery life on his phone took quite the beating in the week she was gone as they were texting and calling any chance either had. Jeff learned that part of the reason for her visit was that her mother was not quite well and had been battling cancer. This struck at his heartstrings as he recalled his father’s own bout with cancer. It had only been a couple of years since they laid him to rest and Jeff offered as much emotional support as he could muster by phone.
The week seemed to go on forever, but gradually progressed at the pace of office life. The design that he was rushing the night of their rendezvous in the office was approved by the customer which gave him a brief respite from the late hours in the office. Things at home for Jeff were much the same as they had always been, just with more excuses to find privacy and manually relieve the sexual energy that was always bubbling to the surface in his mind over Katy.
At long last the weekend had arrived and Katy was due back in town that afternoon. Jeff spent most of the day fighting the feeling of butterflies and eagerness, and had arranged to be on errands when he knew she was due back. He stopped at a local coffee house and was sipping away when his phone finally buzzed with a message from his curvy sweetheart.
Guess who’s back in town!?!?!
Oh god, FINALLY!!!
So… you still want to come around? I need an awful lot of help ‘unpacking’
I thought you’d never ask!
Good! After we do some much needed ‘catching up’, remind me that I wanted to talk to you about something regarding mum, ok?
Of course! Meet you over there?
Yeah! About fifteen minutes!
Jeff was off lille a shot as if he was a runner waiting at the starting line of a race. He arrived outside her flat before Katy and parked along the street waiting to see her little red couple rounding the corner. He grinned ear-to-ear when he finally spotted her. When she was close enough to make out, Katy herself was smiling and gave a wave as she pulled into her spot. Jeff practically leapt out of his own vehicle and ran over to her on the spot. She popped out of the car just as he made it to her.
“Well hello, Mister!…. Oooohhh”
She was startled and cutoff by Jeff running up to her and wrapping her in an embrace and a twirl that sent her off balance. She beamed up at him when he set her to her feet before quietly asking.
“Are you sure you want to be hugging me like that in plain view? It’s still daylight!”
He laughed and replied quickly, “Perhaps on normal occasions, just so glad to have you back in town!”
Jeff then helped her with her bags up the stairs to her flat and brought them in while she closed the door behind them.
“So what did you want to discuss concerning your mum?” Jeff asked before turning around to see her flying at him with a fiery look in her eyes.
“That can wait, silly! First thing’s first!”
At that comment she yanked his shirt down to bring his face to her height and kissed him voraciously. Her taste on his lips made the room around him go fuzzy. Katy kept kissing him and started fiddling with his belt while walking him backward toward the sofa in the living room. Jeff’s hands instinctively went to her hips, but when he reached the edge of the sofa in an unfamiliar room, he fell backward with a laugh.
Katy was a girl possessed and still working on his trousers until they were free, pulling them down his hips and legs with an amount of gusto that Jeff had never experienced. So this is what someone being hot for you can look like after all? He mused to himself. By the time she veritably ripped his jockey shorts down, he was already hard for her. He saw the way her eyes reacted when she got her first glimpse of him up close. A look of red-hot desire crept across her face and she licked her lips.
“I’ve been wanting to do this since last Friday,” she breathed breathlessly while grasping him by the base.
Jeff could see the vein that wrapped around his stiff shaft already begin to throb even before he could feel the heat of her mouth on his skin. She licked up and down his frenulum while keeping her tantalising eyes on him before wrapping her lips just under his ridge and sliding slowly down his shaft. All he could do was shake and give out a long moan as she worked her magic on him. Her mouth quickly made him a hard and slippery mess, her hand sliding up and down his rod in unison with her mouth, while her other planted against his thigh. This was, by far, the most intense blowjob Jeff had gotten in his entire life. His hands wandered to her hair and cradled her head at first before gripping a handful of it and guiding her up and down.
After another few minutes, Jeff knew that if this kept up, he was going to cum. As much as he would have loved to fill her soft and wet mouth, he had other intentions for this particular occasion. He brought her up off of him by her hair. For a moment he was lost in how beautiful she was even with a red mouth and retching for air. After snapping out of his momentary stupor, he continued to guide her up to her feet by her hair until her lips reached his. They moaned in unison as they kissed and Jeff slipped his fingertips into the waistband of her leggings and tugged them down over her ass.
Katy broke the kiss and stood on her own feet and finished removing the leggings. Soon thereafter came off her navy blue cheeky panties that matched her leggings in colour. She playfully tossed them to Jeff and climbed up into his lap facing him. With the cutest little sigh, she lifted her hips and positioned him under her and teased herself with his tip.
“Did daddy miss me loads?” she playfully said in a sultry whisper.
Jeff’s hands slipped up her sides and groped her breasts through her light floral top.
“Oh, you have no idea how much daddy missed his dirty girl!” He breathed back at her.
They both gasped a sound that was part excitement and part relief to be back together as she began to lower herself onto him. Katy tucked her head into his shoulder and ground her hips against him while gasping. Jeff could feel her body tensing and clenching around him when she found the perfect gyrations that rubbed her clit against his pubic bone. Katy but her lip and whimpered as Jeff’s open hand landed on her ass from behind.
“That’s for making daddy wait an entire week to have you again,” he growled.
Still biting at her lip, and getting that desperate look in her eyes, Katy replied, “So sorry daddy… I won’t do it again.”
Another open handed smack landed across her rump and she yipped like a scared puppy. Jeff grabbed her jaw and forced her face around to look him in the eyes.
“See that you don’t!” he said, his voice growing desperate as her grip on his throbbing manhood was pushing him to the edge.
Katy wrapped her arms around his neck and continued her dance on his cock. The two could hardly speak anymore, just moan and grunt and pant at each other. Jeff’s lap was sopping wet from the flow of arousal dripping from between Katy’s legs.
“Are you going to fill me again, Daddy?” she managed to gasp out while on the precipice of climax. Another gasp before she followed with, “are you going to fill your dirty girl?”
With that, Jeff lost composure and lifted his hips to push into her with all the strength he had in him. He clutched her so tightly it forced the wind from her lungs. Katy’s arms cinched around his neck and her fingernails dug into the skin at his shoulders.
“Fuck yes! Fill me daddy!” she practically screamed as Jeff began to pump his load inside her.
Their bodies were both shaking like leaves in the wind against each other for several powerful moments. The orgasmic moans from either of them muffled into the shoulder of the other. There they remained, one clutching the other and desperately trying to catch their breath.
After a brief respite, Katy raised her head from Jeff’s shoulder and kissed him again, wayward strands of her hair hanging across his face.
“Fuck, I did miss my daddy,” she cooed between kisses.
Jeff cinched his arms around her back at that sentiment. “Daddy missed you too.”
The two sat and recovered on the sofa for a few minutes holding each other, neither daring to move. Jeff hesitantly broke their afterglow silence.
“I’d better get moving soon and actually pick up something to show for the ‘errands’ I’ve been running.”
“I suppose I should actually unpack, shouldn’t I?” she quipped back at him with a smile as she begrudgingly climbed off him.
As she did, she immediately started leaking down the inside of her thigh and reached down to wipe it off with her index finger before bringing it to her mouth.
“Do you always cum this much?” she queried with a mischievous grin.
“Not always, just with you!” Jeff said as he stood up and pulled his trousers back on.
Katy walked him to her door before pulling him down for one last kiss and stepping back slowly smiling at him from ear to ear. Just before popping out the door, Jeff looked back at her.
“Say,” he began, “we never did talk about what you mentioned concerning your mum.”
Katy grinned sheepishly at him and responded, “It can wait, I’ve got what I came back for. Now go on before you get into any trouble!”
She blew him a kiss and he returned the gesture before walking out the door.
Jeff went about the rest of the weekend in a constant state of elation over how well he and Katy were getting on sexually in addition to how well they matched up personally. She was a breath of fresh air in every sense. He inwardly wished he was younger and had the chance to start his adult life with her instead of having to wait until being just over a year shy of forty. But he was content with her now and couldn’t imagine not having her in his life. Suddenly all the feelings of frustration and contempt for the path his life had taken was replaced by feelings of hope and excitement.
The two continued to carry on with each other at every opportunity. The summer work schedule was busy as clients of the firm were eager to finish their various construction projects before the weather turned cold and uncooperative. But Jeff and Katy always seemed to carve out time for each other. Even when they weren’t physically at each other they always found ways to make the other’s day a bit more… interesting.
One particular midsummer day, Jeff was locked away in meetings dealing with customer’s change requests on designs that he was responsible for. When he returned to his desk late in the afternoon, he had an internal message waiting on his computer from Katy. He opened the message and read it when he was sure no one would be looking over his shoulder.
I was thinking about you and had a little bit of fun in the bathroom earlier. I left you a present in your bottom desk drawer! P.S. you totally owe me lunch for being locked away all day.
He carefully opened the drawer to see a familiar pair of lace panties. He smiled to himself as he reached into the drawer and held them in hand. He felt his cock begin to stir as he discerned they were still damp.
“God, you sexy little slut!” he muttered to himself.
He pulled out his phone and texted Katy a response.
Brave of you going commando like that! Daddy loved his gift by the way!
The sexual tension between the pair remained high and kept things constantly exciting and interesting throughout the summer. Some lunch breaks were spent in Jeff’s car with his fingers inside Katy’s trousers. Others were spent in her nearby flat with her gobbling his cock or his tongue dancing on her clit. As the days and weeks slipped by, neither could seem to get enough of each other. The well of attraction and excitement between the two never seemed to run dry.
When they weren’t ravaging each other they still got on like the best of friends. They were similar in their work ethic, mannerisms, and goofy sense of humour. Even when Katy wasn’t leaving naughty gifts hidden in his desk, Jeff’s day was brightened just by her popping by to say hello. It was becoming hard to deny that Jeff was indeed falling for Katy. He still reasoned that he was too old for her, even though their age gap made their incest play simmer with additional heat. But, all sound reasoning aside, the feelings that were blossoming inside him were very real.
Near the end of the summer, Janice had arranged travel to attend a conference for her burgeoning business and would be out of town for an extended weekend. Jeff saw the opportunity to arrange something special for Katy and set about to come up with a plan to spoil her for the entire weekend. He picked a nice hotel in a nearby town and rented one of the posh suites that featured a hot tub and took the liberty to schedule a couples massage and a few other spa activities for Katy. He found a nice restaurant with live music and dancing nearby to the hotel and started to piece together the events of the weekend.
He pulled out his phone and tapped a message to Katy,
Hey beautiful… if you’ve got no plans for the weekend of the 14th, go ahead and keep that whole weekend clear!
A few minutes later his phone buzzed with a response…
Oh? Does daddy have something planned?
Perhaps! I was thinking of a surprise ‘daddy-daughter’ weekend. I’ll keep the details a surprise, the only thing you need to know at the moment is to pack the red dress for Friday night!
Haha, yeah I know how daddy loves that dress! I’m excited!
It’s a date then?
A daddy-daughter date!!!
Jeff could not stop smiling imagining having a weekend with Katy all to himself. His mind raced with all the clean and dirty fun they could get up to with the couple of days to themselves. His heart and cock felt like they could both explode over the lingering thoughts.
Soon enough the Friday afternoon arrived. Jeff had arranged to pick Katy up from her flat after work and whisk her away to their weekend getaway. When he turned onto her street, his heart was pounding as if this was the first date he had ever planned. Katy bounded out the door to her building and practically skipped toward his car. Jeff smiled as he could see she was already wearing the same red dress from their evening encounter in the office. Just the sight of it was enough to make the blood rush to his member. Katy tossed her bags in the backseat, donned her sunglasses against the evening sun, and leaned over the console and gave Jeff an excited kiss.
“So, daddy… where are we off to?” she asked playfully.
“First thing’s first, we’ve got to check-in to our suite. Then I’ve got us booked at a nice restaurant nearby where we can eat, drink, and dance as much as we like! There may be a couple other nice things in store for you for the remainder.” He gave her a look over his own sunglasses.
“You mean nice things when you’re not fucking your little girl?” she said in that soft, but sensually heated way her voice.
“There certainly will be plenty of that!” Jeff responded. As he turned onto the highway, he looked over at her and added, “But I think I’ll start now.”
His left hand crept across the console and he traced the top of her thighs over her skirt, then diving down between her legs. She let out a soft, desperate whimper and gripped his forearm as he started to rub over the fabric that separated his hand from her pussy.
“I’ve been waiting all day to feel my dirty girl…” his voice drifted off as he moved his hand to lift up the hem of her skirt.
She released his forearm and shifted her hips and helped him move the skirt up her hips. Once she settled back in the passenger seat she reapplied her grip on his forearm and directed his hand to the gusset of the lace thong she was wearing.
“You’ve been thinking about your girl’s tight little cunt?” she asked with a sexed desperation.
Jeff already felt the dampness spreading across the fabric. He traced along the curves of her womanhood with his fingertips while responding, “you have no idea…”
He pulled the gusset aside and dipped his fingertips into the exposed wetness of her desire. Slipping his finger down her slit and then back up her hood, he let out a moan while keeping his eyes on the road ahead. Her whimpers grew more profound while he became more intense and purposeful in his motions.
“Daddy can’t help but crave his dirty little girl, can he?” she mewed out between whimpers.
Each and every time she called him ‘daddy’, Jeff felt a surge going straight to his cock. He dove his middle finger into the stream of her juices and then slipped it up until he felt the bump of her swollen clit. He circled it, skipped across the aroused little nub with his fingertips and felt her body shudder against his arm.
Katy spread her legs wide in the seat of the car and now grasped Jeff’s forearm with both hands. She leaned over the console and rested her head on his shoulder and let out a moan.
“Fuck, I’ve been so wet for my daddy today!” she said with her voice muffled into the fabric of his shirt.
Jeff knew he only had a little bit of highway left and would have to downshift upon exiting. He applied a steady pressure to her button, leaned his head over and practically hissed in her ear, “Then cum for daddy, your dirty girl.”
Katy’s thighs quivered and she slipped her hand overtop his to keep the pressure where she liked. Her breaths grew short and raspy. Between the quivering and the gasping she managed to make out, “Fuck… daddy’s making me cum!”
She strained against the seatbelt and let out one loud cry that echoed in the cabin. Jeff could feel the rush of juices on his fingers as her body continued to quake. She slunk back down in the seat breathing heavily after releasing Jeff’s arm. He put his slick fingers into his mouth and moaned in hunger at her taste before piloting the car toward their exit.
While pulling into the exit lane he said very matter-of-factly, “Just so you know, you’re hot little cunt is getting devoured this weekend!”
She laughed between breaths and tried to regain composure. After a brief drive off the highway, Jeff pulled into the hotel at their destination. Katy did not withhold her excitement upon seeing where they were staying.
“Oh god! I’ve always fancied this place but never thought to actually stay here!” she exclaimed giddily.
“Welcome to your home away from home for the next couple of days!” he chimed back at her.
They left the vehicle and walked arm in arm into the lobby. Katy kept suppressing giggles until Jeff stopped her and asked what she was on about.
“Oh, just that I left a pretty generous wet spot on your car seat!
Jeff laughed and gave her playful smack on the ass as they entered the lobby. They were both all smiles and laughs all the way to the lobby desk where Jeff checked them in and picked up their room key cards. Jeff thanked the receptionist and ushered Katy into the lift. The lift itself had polished metal walls lining the compartment that had a mirror-like quality to them. Jeff slipped his free hand down and grabbed at her ass again. Katy tilted her head and caught the reflection of the sight and gave a small, but distinct moan of approval.
“It’s not every day a girl gets to actually see what it looks like whem their daddy grabs her ass,” her hips sauntered as she said it and she bit her lower lip. She looked again and added, “and I am a hot daddy’s girl in this dress aren’t I?”
“My little girl is quite irresistible in anything,” Jeff started, “but I do have to admit that you in that dress makes me especially.. hungry.”
The lift traveled to the top floor and gave the ubiquitous “ding” sound when they arrived. There were only a handful of suites on the floor and Jeff led her to a door down the corridor. Katy clasped her hands and widened her eyes in excitement as Jeff led them both into the room. A king-sized bed stood in the midst under a tray ceiling and dimmed recessed lighting. On the bed was a single stem rose and a note from the hotel hoping they enjoyed their stay. Katy looked around gobsmacked at the arrangements and took it all in. Across from the bed was a cozy little suite of furniture including a loveseat and overstuffed chair situated around the television. Along the wall from the seating area was a small, but nicely appointed kitchenette. As Katy wandered into the bathroom, she shrieked in delight as she found a nicely sized standing shower with rainfall shower head directly above that stood across from a large, jetted soaking tub.
“Oh, god! I’m using this tub during our stay! My tub at the flat is so pathetic!” she called out from the bathroom.
Jeff beamed at her excitement over the accommodations. It was also a much nicer room than he had previously ever stayed in, but he knew a bit about what to expect from the booking. He followed her into the bathroom and spun her around and kissed her.
“I’m so glad you like it!” he said smiling. “How about we get some dinner? I don’t know about you, but I’m starving!”
She agreed and the two were down the lift and out the door as happy and giddy as they came in. The sun was beginning to set and the streets were lit with the orange glow of late evening. The lamps were beginning to flicker to life by the time they arrived at the restaurant. The restaurant itself was upscale, but not so much that the atmosphere was stuffy. A band played along softly at the far side in front of a cozy dance floor. The host lead the couple to a table just off the dance floor and the two were seated. Soon enough they had ordered and had drinks in hand and were chatting away like they had been a couple for ages.
The pair ordered Italian dishes and ate, drank, talked, and drank some more. The band started playing some more lively songs and Jeff stood and reached out his hand toward Katy.
“Would you like to have a daddy-daughter dance?” he said with a sly grin, eyes slightly glassy.
“I thought you would never ask!” Katy popped up and took his hand and the two sauntered on to the floor
The dancing continued for some time, more drinks were had, and the pair found themselves back on the floor for a slow song and Jeff held Katy tight to him by the hips while she hung her arms over his shoulders. Katy peered up at him, eyes equally glassy with a twinkle of mischief.
“So, I have an idea I’d like to try tonight…” she began sheepishly.
“Oh? I’m all ears to any ideas from my dirty little girl!” he responded softly but enthusiastically.
“Maybe your daughter has been out drinking, and when she gets back to her room she falls asleep on top of the bed with her skirt up to her hips secretly hoping that her daddy might find her.” She paused and bit her lip, her eyes still locked on his.
“And he very well couldn’t pass up an opportunity like that. Especially with how long he’s been wanting her, having her presented to him like that,”
Her eyes twinkled in a way that made Jeff begin to harden where he stood on the dance floor.
“Daddy, I’m feeling a little sleepy and think I’ll go to my room and lie down for a bit.” Her voice dripped with sex and suggestion.
The two could hardly get out of the restaurant quickly enough and were off like a shot back up the street in the warm late summer night back to the hotel. In the lift they were pawing and kissing all over each other, leaving steamy handprints on the mirror-metal finish. As the door opened, Katy snatched one of the key cards from Jeff’s pocket.
“Your dirty girl is going to be lying in bed, dreaming of her daddy coming to take her.” Then she whipped around and walked down the hall, stopping to smile at him before disappearing behind the door.
Jeff waited for as long as he could. His heart was pounding like a drum and his cock was throbbing in the hallway before he finally allowed himself to walk up to the door. He unlocked it with the keycard and silently swung the door open. When he entered, the only light in the room was coming from one of the small bedside lamps. His eyes strained to adjust to the low light, but when they did, he found the curvy object of his desire laying on the bed. She was on her front with her face in the blanket. One leg dangled precariously over the edge of the bed. Her shirt was hiked up to her waist and the curves of her bare ass were visible in the low light. He crept closer and gently ran his fingertips up her leg from her ankle to find her lace thong dangling at her knee. A low-pitched pained groan escaped his lips and he reached down to unfasten his belt. The sight of her made him salivate. He licked his lips and crawled overtop of her and kissed her behind the knee where her thong was suspended, then licked his way up her inner thigh to just under her ass.
He bit his lip and gently reached his hand between her legs from behind and teased her lips as he did earlier that day in the car. Katy was always so wet whenever they were with each other, but this night she was positively drooling. He gathered up her arousal on his fingers and then licked them before returning his hand between her legs and gently parting her lips. Katy pretended to stir awake as Jeff opened her up.
“Mmmm… Daddy?” she cooed.
Jeff slipped a finger inside her and probed at her g-spot from behind her.
“Oh my god! Daddy!?! What the fuck?” she exclaimed.
Jeff couldn’t deny this roleplay scene of hers was turning him on powerfully. He quickly scooted up over her back and whispered in her ear.
“Daddy needs this Katy, you were out doing naughty things and now daddy needs you.”
As he said it, he reached his free hand around and covered her mouth. Katy moaned and groaned into his hand as his fingers began to probe less gently into her slippery opening. She planted both hands flat on the mattress and raised her hips while Jeff kept fingering her from behind. After several intense minutes he pulled his dripping hand away from her hole and smacked her across the ass.
“You’ve been such a naughty girl,” he said before delivering another smack. “Now daddy can’t help himself anymore”
Jeff’s hunger for her taste was at a fever pitch. He gripped her hips and pulled her up to her knees while her face and shoulders remained flat on the bed. He scooted himself back down and positioned his head just under her raised hips. He brought both hands to her ass with a simultaneous smack and then dragged her hips down until his tongue was bathing her lips then probing inside her before licking up her slit and sucking her clit between his lips.
Katy could only reply with genuine moans and gasps. No longer in character, her body writhed against Jeff’s face and she coated him with her flavour. He gave her ass several more playful smacks before returning his fingers into her and probing at her g-spot. Katy shrieked and bucked, but somehow found the presence of mind to speak while Jeff spurred her perilously toward the edge of climax. “Nnnnggg… Daddy!…. You shouldn’t be doing this!”
As she spoke she deteriorated into a series of moans and shivers. Her cunt was throbbing and pulsing as she came all over Jeff’s face. Her entire body convulsed in spasms while Jeff slid out from underneath her. Katy fell flat on the bed, still not coordinated enough to control her movements. She moaned out when Jeff reached his long arms around her and flipped her on her back and pushed her legs apart with his knees. His curved cock bobbed between her legs before he furiously ran it along her slick slit, lined up with her hole and pushed inside of her. Katy gasped and screamed out in surprise and pleasure. Jeff had been waiting all day to cum for his partner and he was far past the point of control when he found himself in her throbbing wet grip. He hammered into her and loomed over her body. His face was only an inch from hers when his telltale groans and grunts began to ring out. He knew his time was running out before he filled her perhaps more vigorously than he ever had.
“Baby, Daddy… daddy’s going to cum…” he blurted out between thrusts.
Katy’s eyes went wide, but still twinkled with the delight of their play as she shook under his motion. “But daddy… I’m not on the pill!”
Jeff covered her mouth with his hand and clamped it over her face as he careened into an intense orgasm. Spurt after spurt erupted inside her. He was pushing so hard that her body was pinned against the headboard, yet he longed to go deeper and push harder. Every muscle in his frame contracted and released with each earth-shattering spasm of seed into her womb. Her short cries vibrated into his hand and he kept it there until the last of his load was squeezed inside her. Suddenly his arms felt like jelly and he rolled as if lifeless to Katy’s side. Both of them panting for breath and sweating.
Katy’s hand blindly reached out to touch him. Between breaths she rasped out, “I.. think… I think… you liked my little scene!”
Jeff went to laugh, but didn’t have the air in his lungs to accomplish it. He reached over and found Katy’s hand on him and held it fast. The two of them lay there against each other for several minutes trying to catch their breath and basking in the afterglow.
When they had recovered, Katy rolled over and whispered to him, “I”m going to shower myself off and get in that amazing tub!”
Jeff turned his head to kiss her cheek. “I’ll be in to join you in a moment! I need to catch my breath just a minute longer.
Katy got up off the bed and purposely gyrated her hips as she slipped off the dress and sent a sultry stare back to Jeff. “Don’t’ be long, daddy!”
Jeff lay for a brief minute just astounded at his sheer luck of being with this incredibly dirty, yet genuinely amazing young woman. He felt like he had won a lottery that he was not aware he had even played. He smiled in complete contentment for perhaps the first time in his life, then rolled over to start to stand.
As he rose to his feet, Katy’s phone lit up on the nightstand and started to buzz. The caller ID read “Mum” across the bottom of the screen. Jeff was about to call out to Katy when the picture ID also flashed up. He had never seen a picture of her mother before and there was something eerily familiar about her. He scratched his head as he tried to place the feeling when it hit him like a runaway truck.
Megan. Katy’s mother was none other than Megan. The one real girlfriend that Jeff briefly had during his family’s stay in Katy’s home town. Megan was Jeff’s first. They had started dating briefly before his father landed the job that relocated the family to his current city.
The pieces started falling like dominos in Jeff’s mind. Vague memories of himself and Megan practically on the eve of his family’s move across the country. Then remembering Katy having said that her mother was pregnant in school and claimed to not know who the father was. The realisation of the possibility was startling. The age would be about right. It was just over 21 years ago that he and Megan were together before he moved. The weight of the potential origin of his new lover came down on his shoulders all at once so he couldn’t budge a muscle. The way that he and Katy got on so well, all the mannerisms they seemed to miraculously share… had she inherited them from him? Even down to Katy’s short, sexy, curvy frame and hazel eyes. Of course he found them attractive because he already had! He finally stood to his feet, but dizzy to the point of not being able to walk straight and promptly sat back down.
He heard the shower head shut off and the bath started running in the other room.
“Are you coming before it’s cold?” Katy’s sweet voice called out. So much like her mother’s voice.
Jeff finally was able to stand and walk into the bathroom. He stood in the doorway and watched Katy’s naked body slip into the water. She looked back at him in the same delightful beaming smile that he had come to love. In his most private of thoughts, he knew that he couldn’t go without Katy even if she was his daughter.
Katy noticed his pause and a look of concern crossed her face.
“Oh? What’s wrong?” she asked.
“I think your mother just tried to call you,” Jeff began in a somber tone. “Katy, is Megan Mardale your mother?”
All the colour seemed to drain from Katy’s face at once. Her mouth opened slightly and her eyes grew as wide as Jeff had ever seen them.
“Jeff… please… I can… I can explain,” Katy stammered out.
Jeff walked to the toilet beside the tub and sat down but Katy stopped him. Her voice was still her own, but more direct and firm than usual.
“No, you get in here with me!” After her initial exclamation, she softened. “Please get in here with me and I’ll tell you everything I know.
As odd as that request would have seemed to any ordinary person, Jeff was inclined to comply being that his heart was already screaming that he would never turn her away. His face softened and he stood up and finished removing his trousers and shirt. He took Katy’s hand as he stepped into the warm soothing water beside her in the large tub. Katy scooted right next to him and held his hand lovingly under the water.
“Jeff, I will tell you everything I know, but I want you to promise not to interrupt until I’ve quite finished.” She paused for a moment, her eyes pleading with him before she followed. “Okay?”
Jeff squeezed her hand and looked her directly in her gorgeous eyes. “Of course.”
“Okay…” Katy took a deep breath. “That first day we met, I felt that electricity. I wasn’t sure what exactly was there, but I knew it was something special. No matter what you think about the rest, no matter what impact it has, please know that’s how I truly feel.”
Jeff’s eyes still locked on hers. He could tell they were moistening with tears and he stroked the side of her cheek. “I know Katy. I felt it too.”
“You know my first trip back to mum? After we… well you know that part.” Jeff grinned and nodded. “Well I had sneaked a picture of you at your desk that I kept on my phone. She was asking me how the new job was and I told her that I met this really smart and handsome man that was lead designer and he was really showing me around and I showed her your picture.”
Jeff interjected, “Oh, god… you mean to say?”
Katy jumped back in, “Oh fuck no… she doesn’t know we were fucking… but she recognised you! She said she knew you from when you were teenagers and that you were the nicest guy she’d ever known and then you moved away.”
“Is this the part where you tell me that…” Jeff tried to finish but Katy cut him off.
“There’s a small chance that you’re not my father after all… but even she admitted that it’s probably you.”
Jeff sat back and took it all in. Katy had known about this for months and not told him. The entire time they were roleplaying as daddy and daughter, they could very well be actual daddy and daughter. The thought sickened him and aroused him at the same time. He kept looking at Katy, and then looking away. But when he looked at her, the sickening feeling faded and the love and desire replaced it tenfold
Jeff finally spoke up, “So when you got back… you knew I could be your father?”
Katy ducked her eyes, her face reddened with shame. “Yes…” she whimpered.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked softly.
“I wasn’t sure how you’d react! Of course I knew you liked playing it! But this is different. I tried to tell you that day, but I didn’t want to risk losing this perfect guy just after finding him!” Katy’s eyes began to run with tears. “Jeff, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
A whirlwind of emotion was swirling in Jeff’s mind. He had a daughter since he was eighteen and never knew. The guilt that came along with that possible reality crushed him. All the firsts he missed; first words, first steps, first date… all gone forever. He thought about why Megan never reached out to him. Granted it was before the internet grew into what they currently knew, but his heart went out to her raising a daughter alone knowing the father was halfway across the country. Then at the center of it all was Katy. The long lost daughter and object of his desire. It was nearly too much for him to handle. All the sounds in the room coalesced into a buzzing in his ears. Just when he thought he was going to lose all sense, he was drawn back to reality by Katy’s voice.
“Jeff… Jeff, listen… This isn’t the fault of either of us. I love my mum, and I love you as a man and my dad. No matter what else is true, that will always be true.”
“Katy… I love you too. No matter what you are, I know I want you in my life and I still want you in every possible way… God I think this means we’re officially fucked up!”
Katy laughed and wrapped both her arms around Jeff and hugged him like she never wanted to let go. “Maybe we are, but the situation is perfect. No one knows that you’re my actual father! It can be our filthy, dirty secret!”
Jeff chuckled, “I can’t deny that’s actually a pretty hot thought!” Jeff finally relaxed in the water and tucked his arm behind Katy’s back and held her. “I suppose we actually did have our first daddy-daughter dance tonight!”
They both laughed out of relief. Katy leaned her head against Jeff’s chest. “So what all else did you have planned?”
Jeff started laughing, “well tomorrow is a couple’s massage!”
That comment sent them both into cackling laughter. And they relaxed in the bath while the warmth held out and then crawled into bed to spend their first night together wrapped up in each other’s arms. The two enjoyed the rest of the weekend together and now had a whole new area of topics to discuss. Katy showed Jeff as many of her childhood photos as she had access to via the internet and caught him up on all things that a father would want to know about his daughter. When they weren’t being sweet to each other, they were pushing the limits of their own depravity in bed like they were made to excite and tease one another.
They did discuss how to handle things and decided it was best to not tell Megan that her daughter and father became lovers, at first by accident, but then on purpose. Jeff did ask Katy to send her his best and frequently asked to be updated on her ongoing bout with cancer. As inseparable as Jeff and Katy had been to this point, the realisation of their newfound taboo bond seemed to bring them even closer.
At the conclusion of the weekend, they both returned to their homes, Jeff dropping Katy by her flat and returning home himself before Janice was due to return. Though Jeff didn’t know exactly what possibilities the future held for himself and Katy, he was now absolutely sure that he needed to end things with Janice. Over the next month, he consulted an attorney and was beginning to make preparations to petition divorce. He wasn’t quite sure how smoothly or poorly it would turn out with Janice, but was at the same time not going to prolong the ordeal with excessive legal fighting over details.
It was after he had finalised preparations with the attorney that he got a frantic call from Katy that her mother was not doing well at all and she was already on her way down to see her and wasn’t sure when she would be back. Jeff consoled her as she cried on the phone and offered to meet her. After some discussing it, they agreed he should come though obviously not divulge the extent of he and Katy’s relationship. Jeff packed an overnight bag and jumped in his car, leaving a note explaining his sudden absence and drove through the night to meet Katy. Unfortunately, Megan passed just before he arrived. Katy was despondent, but leaned into Jeff for comfort as both her father and her lover throughout the whole ordeal. They both arranged for time off to see to the funeral and all the arrangements. In an unexpected way, Jeff being there for Katy through a dark time just brought them even closer. Jeff relished any opportunity to bring comfort to Katy, and she was always able to find it in his arms.
Jeff came back to town first, leaving Katy to handle the last of the family affairs. When he arrived at his home, he found his things stacked on the front porch and waiting for him. In his absence, Janice had been served the petition and her manner of reaction was now being revealed. He packed as many of his things as he could into his car and decided to book a hotel room and wait for Katy to return. She was not due back in town for another week and he spent that week renting vehicles and putting his things into storage that weren’t essential when not in the office.
The day Katy finally arrived back at her flat, Jeff was there waiting for her and picked her up in an embrace as he did the fist time he met her here.
“God you have no idea how much I’ve missed you!” he said between kissing her and holding her close.
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“I’ve missed you too, daddy,” Katy said with a sly grin.
Jeff caught her up on what was happening at his home and at the office and Katy jumped right in and said he could stay with her until things were sorted. The two spent the evening talking and eating takeout from a nearby food shop. After eating they were cuddling on the sofa when Jeff spoke up.
“You know we could always move into our own place?”
Katy perked her head up and looked at him with that twinkle in her eye that Jeff had grown so fond of.
“I think I’d really like that!” she beamed.
“Good!,” he answered, “because the tub here really is rubbish!”
Katy elbowed him in the ribs and laughed at his jest. She sat up and looked at him intently and lovingly before going on.
“I’m actually glad you brought that up… because I don’t think we would be able to stay here anyway.”
Jeff raised an eyebrow in confusion. “How do you mean? I would stay here if you wanted to. I can deal with the rubbish tub.”
Katy laughed but then continued on. ” I mean that there’s only one bedroom here!”
Jeff again raised an eyebrow and begged her to explain. “Yeah… what about it?”
She then took Jeff’s hand and placed it over her belly. “I think we’re going to need another one!”