Dirty Valentine by Jaye Diamond

Author:Jaye Diamond [Diamond, Jaye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jaye Diamond
Published: 2020-02-11T16:00:00+00:00

5. Hunter

I’M ON A CONFERENCE call with a dozen other members of the faculty, and I should be looking over a spreadsheet I was just emailed, but I can’t peel my eyes away from a framed photo of my swimmers.

Skye stands out among the other young athletes. The wet swimsuit she wore to practice that day is such a tight fit it looks like it was painted over her soft skin and eye-popping curves.

I’ve stared at this picture while jerking off one too many times and now whenever I see it I become uncontrollably horny.

“What do you think, Hunter?” someone asks.

Shit. I've missed the tail end of this call and I have no idea what they’re talking about.

“Um, does next month sound good?” I ask, and sigh with relief when there's a chorus of agreement. “Great. Can we leave it here? I'd like to get home to my son and I'm sure the rest of you have plans tonight.”

When the call ends, I adjust my cock in my jeans and try to ignore my boner, but by the time I've gathered all my things I realize it won't go down on its own.

“You dirty fucking pervert,” I grumble at myself, whipping my cock out with one hand and reaching into a drawer with the other.

I pull out a pair of lavender silk panties I stole from Skye’s locker one afternoon, after she accidentally left it open. I hold the crotch area to my nose and breathe her in, causing a rumble in my chest. I’m so turned on by her faint smells I almost cum with one stroke. I can only imagine what tasting her would do to me. I’d last five seconds with her sweet nectar all over my face. With my hands lifting her plump ass so I could work harder between her legs, getting neck-deep in her pussy.

Another stroke, my cock so heavy in my grip, and I cum all over my hand like a two-pump chump.

God, Skye is addictive in my fantasies, but I can’t wait to get home to the real thing. I’m feeling bold enough to hug her, when I thank her for being my son’s Valentine.

I notice how dark the house looks inside as I pull into the driveway. Damn, she must have put Finn to bed already. I hate missing bedtime. My father trained endlessly and was never around for those small, significant moments. I treasure those moments when I get to tuck in my own son and kiss his hair before he drifts off. They won’t last, so I want to make as many as I can for Finn to look back on, so he always knows Daddy will be there for him.

“Is my little man asleep?” I ask, closing the door to the garage slowly, so I don’t make too much noise.

“Yeah,” Skye says with a short nod. She’s standing at the kitchen counter and her back is turned to me. “Playing video games drains that kid for some reason.”

“Did you guys play the zombie one?”

“No.

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