Pining for My Dad's Friend by Daniella Cole

Author:Daniella Cole
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-04-23T04:00:00+00:00

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Mandy

I look at myself in the bathroom mirror. After puttering around for a minute in search of a hair dryer — maybe a girlfriend left one behind at some point, I thought — I decide that au natural will have to cut it. Even though this is the moment I’ve been fantasizing about for six months. Even though my long, brown hair is drying into loose waves when I usually straighten it. Even though I’m wearing a men’s button down shirt instead of the dress that it took me hours to pick out.

“Everything alright in there?”

James knocks on the bathroom door. Jeez, even his knock is sexy.

Instead of answering, I slowly open the door to reveal my “new look.” I decide to lean in and put on a little show for him.

“Well?” I twirl around to show off his shirt, in a way that I fear is silly rather than sexy.

James is a few feet away from me, but I can somehow already feel his desire as he looks at me. There is an electric forcefield between us, but instead of pushing us apart it’s bringing us closer. I let out a big, deep breath. My heart is racing. He’s changed, too, out of his work clothes and into jeans and a t-shirt. His biceps are all but screaming to break free and show themselves.

“Mandy.” He comes up behind me. Rather than turn around and face him, I look into the bathroom mirror. He’s staring back. “Mandy,” he continues, “You’re mine.”

I feel his hot, soft breath. He starts to kiss my earlobe, my neck, everything that isn’t covered by the button down. Then he reaches down and flips up the back of my “dress” — his rock hard cock presses into my ass, covered now only by my thin panties. I let out a low groan and press back into him. We’re in a delicious tango of soft and hard: he slowly and methodically unbuttons my shirt as our grinding starts to intensify.

At this point, my clit is practically begging for attention. It’s pounding like a second heartbeat as his hand begins to slowly migrate down. Then, just as he’s about to reach into the front of my panties, he pauses.

“Turn around,” James growls.

I swivel around so that I’m facing him. His eyes are full of intensity but his mouth turns up into a little, dirty smile. “That was great,” he continues, “but I just needed to kiss you.”

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