It Can't Always Be Your Way...

Author's note:

*Most* of my stories on here are only loosely based on real events, some are complete works of fiction. This is one that has more truth than you would probably believe to it. There is a second part, I will post it if there is interest. If not, I think this part can stand alone and be enjoyable.

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"HEY!"

I had been on my hands and knees installing patio pavers when my step-daughter walked around the rear corner of the house, saw me facing the opposite direction, and tried her very best to scare the shit out of me. Her friend was following closely behind. I jumped from my knees to my feet and wheeled around instinctively. "Hey brat, you startled me, obviously..." I started. Despite some ‘interesting' moments when she still lived at home - Elise had been a total pain in the ass for the bulk of her teenage years, but that is another story - she had somehow graduated high school, got a decent job, and moved out. Since then, our relationship had improved, and I found her much more pleasant.

The girls giggled uncontrollably at me. I had been working since early morning, and it was already getting hot out. I had shed my shirt, and was in just jeans and work boots, and already had worked up a sweat. "Sorry, couldn't resist," Elise commented. "This is my friend Jess."

"Nice to meet you Jess, I would shake your hand, but I'm dirty and sweaty, I'm John," I said. Jess approached me anyway, and extended her hand. She was short, about 5' tall, blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail, and big hazel eyes. Both girls were in tight workout shorts and tank tops over sports bras. I reached out my hand to shake hers.

"Doesn't bother me, I like it dirty," Jess said, staring into my eyes and licking her lips, just far enough in front of Elise that she couldn't see.

"Oh God..." Elise said, irritated, and trying to change the subject.. "Where is Mom?"

"Running errands," I told her, "won't be back for a few hours."

"Ok, we parked in the driveway so we could walk over to the park for a jog, there aren't any open spots over there. I'll leave my keys on the table in case you need to move my car," Elise said, turning to walk away. Jess stood gawking at me, biting her lip, inhaling deeply through her nose. After a few seconds, Elise realized Jess wasn't following her yet. "C'mon you slut, he's off-limits," Jess started to back away from me, still locking eyes. She mouthed something at me, but I'm no lip reader. But I could have sworn it was ‘I want you'. She turned away and caught up to Elise as they reached the sidewalk and disappeared out of sight.

I had to be dreaming. There was no way a 19 year old would be interested in an average guy like me, she was obviously just screwing with my head, right? I was 44, average height, average build, average pretty much everything...the thought of her being attracted to me dissipated as quickly as it had surfaced. Back to work I went, laying the last of the new pavers by our walk-out.

After about an hour, I heard the back door by where I was working open, and Jess popped her head out, "Hey, can you help me get this shower working? Elise is already showering upstairs so I thought it would be easier to just ask you."

I took a break from my work, and walked to the door to help her, and realized she was only wrapped in a towel. Now I knew I hadn't imagined things earlier. She was definitely into me - or the world's biggest tease. Like any red-blooded straight man, I couldn't resist the temptation. I knew it was dangerous, but proceeded anyway. I stepped in the house and around the corner into the bathroom, reached in, and turned the handle, the water came on instantly, and within a few seconds, it was warm. I made a gesture, spreading my hands apart, palms up, a mix of ‘Ta dahhhh' and ‘duh." "To adjust the temperature, you move the handle from side to side, like pretty much every single-handled American water fixture," I said sarcastically.

She was standing in the doorway behind me, "That isn't the part I was having trouble with," she said, removing the towel and setting it on the sink. She was completely naked, her tits were bigger than I imagined, both nipples were pierced - the sports bra had clearly been restraining them. Her pussy was bare, she had a few tattoos scattered across her, on her upper thighs, along her ribs, and a small one just between her tits. She was thick, in a muscular way, but not an ounce of fat on her, like a gymnast almost, just a bigger rack. She pivoted sideways, brushing her tits firmly against me as she slid toward the shower, even though there was plenty of room for her to not step into my personal space.

"What I needed help with was the rinsing wand," she said. "I wanted to use it to spray on myself while I thought of you. I wanted the warm water right on my clitty, until I cum at the thought of you holding me down with your big tan arms and shoulders while you violate my little snatch!"

I don't know how I restrained myself, I am sure part of it was fear. My step-daughter was in the house, and my wife could be home at any moment. But I looked Jess up and down, and somehow found the willpower to not throw myself at her right then and there. "Well, the wand just snaps off, and you press this button," I said, calmly, giving her one more deliberate look up and down, before closing the shower curtain, and backing out of the bathroom, pulling the door shut behind me.

I had no clue how I had managed that, but at the time, I felt like I really dodged a bullet. The temptation was real, and the easiest thing for me to do was to avoid it all together. I went upstairs, and tried to get myself away from the situation, hoping either my step daughter would come downstairs, or my wife would get home before Jess finished showering. Fortunately, it took her a while to shower--I don't think she was bluffing about what she intended to do in there. But alas, Elise finished before her, saving me the worry.

I chatted with Elise in the kitchen for a few, before Jess finished up and came upstairs, and about the same time, my wife returned from the errands she had been running. My wife introduced herself to Jess, "I'm Kelly, you must be Jess," my wife had kicked into hostess mode - she always loved having visitors at our house. "Looks like you girls already got a shower, did you have everything you needed?" she asked, looking at Jess. "Almost, I made due with what was available," she giggled, and stared directly into my eyes. As my wife busied herself with a couple of her shopping bags. "That's good," Kelly continued, "Did John offer you a drink after your workout?"

"Not yet," Jess answered, but I just got upstairs. Kelly looked at me disapprovingly, "What's wrong with you, and why don't you have a shirt on? Jess, there are waters and other drinks in the fridge, food too. Help yourself to whatever you want." Again, Jess stared directly at me, "Thanks Kelly, I'll take you up on that. You are such a generous hostess." Jess went to the fridge and pulled out a Vitamin Water, "Do you mind?" she asked, getting Kelly's attention. "Honey, I meant it, help yourself to anything you want!" Kelly said, sincerely. She obviously didn't mean it in the literal sense, yet Jess heard what she wanted to. Kelly and Elise engaged in conversation and were oblivious to the rest of the room, and Jess never took her eyes off me. She licked her lips, put her hand between her legs and looked at me more seductively than she already had, rubbed her finger across her nipple, closed her eyes, and sighed quietly. I couldn't take it anymore - "I'll be outside finishing up," I said.

A little later, Elise and Jess popped their heads out the back door and said their goodbyes. "Great meeting you, see you tomorrow!" Jess said. At first it didn't register, I assumed they said ‘see you later,' but you know what happens when you assume. I finished up my work, went inside and cleaned up. Kelly and I kept busy working on things around the house, ate dinner together, and enjoyed one another's company. We decided we would watch a movie. I was sitting in my recliner when I got a text from Elise.

Elise: Hey what are you planning to grill tomorrow?

Me: I don't know, wasn't really planning anything. Why?

Elise: Jess doesn't eat fish

Me: Good for her

Elise: Just thought I would let you know. If you are making fish, get a burger or something for her.

Me: What are you talking about? Are you partying?

"Who are you texting?" Kelly asked me. "Elise, she is wanting me to cook something special for Jess tomorrow or something. I think she might be drunk or high," I answered.

"Oh, no, I thought I mentioned it. I invited the kids to come over tomorrow. I was talking to Elise about it, and Jess overheard it, and I told her she should come along." "Uh, ok..." I responded.

"What's wrong? Did we already have plans?" She asked. I wasn't sure how to respond, "No, I'm happy to have the kids over, I just don't know if Jess being here is a good idea. Did you see the way she was looking at me?" Kelly laughed out loud. "I'm serious, she was being...inappropriate, I would say. She even came out back in just a towel because she ‘couldn't figure out how the shower works' and kept making sexual jokes and shit, flirted with me, even licked her lips and mouthed something at me that I couldn't understand, but I am sure was inappropriate," I tried to explain.

"I've always loved your sense of humor, but in this case, I think you are being a little full of yourself. You have never been good at picking up signals. If a girl is interested in you, they pretty much have to smack you in the face and tell you, and even then, you don't usually believe them. Girls these days aren't the same as when we were younger, they aren't embarrassed of their bodies, and definitely don't have the filter you are used to. You are just too old fashioned," she said. I felt like I was being lectured.

"Whatever," I said. "The entire time she was here, she wouldn't take her eyes off me, I'm not making this up," I told her. Kelly had an answer for everything, "Well, you look good with your shirt off. Maybe it was that. Or maybe she was trying to get a look at your tattoos. Probably just a little puppy love, she seems completely innocent to me." My phone buzzed a few times while we were talking, I returned my attention to it.

Elise: NO I AM NOT PARTYING. Why do you always assume the worst of me?

Elise: Jess and I are coming over tomorrow. Pretty sure Mike is too.

Elise: HELLLOOOOO. Are you ignoring me?

Me: Mom just filled me in. Didn't realize anyone was coming.

Me: I'll just make BBQ chicken. Everyone likes it.

Elise: Good, I'll make sure that is ok with Jess

Me: Tell Jess this isn't Burger King, I'm not here to do shit her way...

Me: And remind her I am happily married, she seems like a tease, it is inappropriate

Elise: She is just a huge flirt. She likes to get guys hot and bothered, but I will tell her it is making you uncomfortable

Elise: And has anyone ever told you you are the grumpiest, oldest 44 year old ever? :)

Me: See you tomorrow, brat

"I guess I am making BBQ chicken for tomorrow," I said to Kelly as we continued our movie. About three minutes later, my phone buzzed again.

Unknown number: Hey.

Unknown number: I can't stop thinking about you

Me: Who is this

Unknown number: ;)

Me: Whatever

Unknown number: I'm looking forward to tomorrow

I assumed it was Jess, but tried to ignore it, knowing Kelly would stop the movie if I seemed too distracted. I have never liked drama, and really didn't want to make a big deal out of this.

Unknown number: Are you busy?

Me: Watching a movie

Unknown number: Porn?

Me: What is wrong with you?

Unknown number: Just can't shake my dirty thoughts. You got me horny. Can't help it.

Me: I can't help you with that

Unknown number: I think you can

Me: Ok, let me rephrase. I WON'T help you with that. I'm turning off my phone and getting back to my movie.

I turned my phone off, Kelly was annoyed, still thinking it was Elise. "She sure is chatty tonight." Kelly huffed. I replied, "Yeah. I'm just turning off my phone until after the movie." I knew I should have just showed her what was going on. I was always honest with Kelly, I never hid anything. More than once she had told me, ‘It's okay to have a few secrets,' but this might not be a good first one to keep. About twenty minutes later, I looked to my right, and Kelly was curled up in a blanket, fast asleep. I turned my phone back on, and was inundated with messages.

Unknown number: Don't do that

Unknown number: You're no fun :(

Unknown number: Whether you like it or not, you will still be helping. I'm going to think of you and rub myself

Unknown number: I'm naked. Brb

Unknown number: I just came. I imagined you holding me down and having your way with me again. That's the fantasy that keeps coming to mind. Same thing I thought of in the shower.

Unknown number: It didn't take long.

Unknown number: In fact, if it was that quick doing it myself, I can only imagine how quick it would be with you. I'd probably cum twice before you even got all the way in.

Unknown number: Let's try tomorrow

Unknown number: Did you really turn your phone off?

Unknown number: I guess you did.

Unknown number: I can't wait to see you tomorrow

Unknown number: By the way, I left you a present downstairs under the sink. Good night

This girl was obsessed. I was beginning to get ‘Fatal Attraction' type vibes. I was hoping I wasn't going to find a human head or dead animal under the sink, but I didn't waste any time going to find out.

I went to the basement bathroom, and opened the cabinet under the sink. There were mostly cleaning products, but then I noticed a zip-seal bag with some white fabric in it. I opened it, and was smacked in the face by the scent of Jess' fresh, young, pussy. The panties were soaking wet in the gusset. I immediately got hard. Then quickly closed the bag, and took it and hid it in one of my toolboxes that I kept locked. I went back to the couch, Kelly was still asleep. I sat next to her, pulled the blanket away, and while she was still coming to, slid her shorts and panties off. I rubbed on her upper thighs for a few moments, then moved up to massage her ass, knowing how much this turned her on. She moaned and wiggled, eyes closed, and a big smile on her face. I encouraged her to spread her legs, and she happily complied as I buried my face between them. She grabbed at my hair and pulled me tight against her as she gyrated her pelvis against my face.

"Do you want me to cum like this, or cum together?" she asked, breathlessly. I pulled my face away briefly enough to answer, "Both," I said, resuming my attack. I licked at her folds, and slid in two fingers, she became more vocal instantly. I knew she was close, I took her clit between my teeth, and held it there while flicking my tongue at it and making my fingers dance inside her. She shrieked and climaxed, trying to push my head away and squirm out of reach of my tongue, becoming hypersensitive. I fought her, trying to continue, but she wiggled away, out of breath. I stood, dropped my shorts and got on top of her. She wrapped her legs around me, and I fucked her like a teenager on our family room couch. Her waves of pleasure quickly returned, having barely come down from the oral worship I had paid her. She was gasping, trying to catch her breath as I pumped into her, the entire time, thinking of Jess, her pierced nipples, the tattoos, her tight little ass. I grunted my warning as she embraced me and held on, eagerly accepting my thrusts, still in her own orgasm, but her pussy demanding my seed. I locked lips with her in a deep kiss, and blew my load deep in her womb, before collapsing on her as we continued kissing.

"We still got it," she said, with a smile.

I agreed, we had a reasonably good sex life. Especially compared to other people our age. When we did fuck, we were in sync, both typically left satisfied, and the more we fucked, the more we both wanted. That said, we never seemed to find enough time for it. If we were on vacation, we would screw like rabbits. But the rest of the time, it wasn't uncommon for work, responsibilities, or any random thing to get in the way. Kelly seemed to want sex at least once a week, and if she could find time for more, she would. But as she had done this evening, it was common for her to fall asleep as the night wound down, and on work nights, there was no bringing her back. I on the other hand, would have liked to have sex daily. Even in my 40's I still had a strong sex drive.

We got ourselves together and went to bed. I turned the TV on and found a game to watch, and as soon as Kelly's hea hit the pillow, she was out. I couldn't help but look at my phone and open my messages.

Me: I found your little present. You shouldn't have done that. Please behave yourself tomorrow, us messing around would be a big mistake.

Me: Goodnight

Unknown number: Oh you are still awake? I just rubbed myself to the thought of you, again. :)

Unknown number: I can't help how attractive I find you. It is just science, hormones, and so on.

Me: STOP IT. You are a cute girl, I'm sure you can find someone your own age. Have you met my son Mike? He might be more your speed...

Unknown number: I found a MAN I am interested in. I don't need to be set up.

Unknown number: I need to get some sleep to be ready for tomorrow. One more thing...

Unknown number: What should I wear?

Me: I would dress conservatively, like what you would wear to church

Unknown number: Ok, loose shorts, no panties, extra thin bra and a shirt that you can get your hands in. I can't wait to show you.

Me: You'll be wearing that for you, not for me. Mike will like it though. You are his type.

Unknown number: :( What is your type?

Me: My wife. She's all I need and all I can handle. I'm good.

Unknown number: I bet you are, we'll find out tomorrow...good night

I was stunned. I decided quickly that I was not going to allow myself to be alone around her at all. It was going to be my only defense. It took me a while to fall asleep, when I did, I had a raging erection, and when I woke, it was still there, and Kelly had found it. When we were younger, it wasn't uncommon for one or the other of us to wake and initiate middle of the night sex, but that hadn't happened for a couple years - other when we were on vacation. Kelly had woke and moved to cuddle at some point, and when she noticed my situation, couldn't resist. She didn't remove any clothes, hers or my own. She worked me out of the flap in my boxers, and shifted her panties to the side and got on.

I had been having sex-filled dreams all night, about pretty much every woman and situation you could think of, including Kelly, and Jess, sometimes both, neighbors, starlets, you name it, and at that point, I must have been having a dream about Jess. I became fully awake quickly, just as I was about to blow my load, my eyes suddenly shooting open, and looking up At Kelly grinding on me, but half asleep herself. "Oh fuck!" I began my announcement, "Im gonna...oh you feel so good Jehhhhh..." I had almost called out Jess's name, but luckily, Kelly wasn't fully coherent and just chalked it up to me making an orgasm induced noise. I burst load after load into her, and she kept grinding a few moments longer before her own call, "Oh baby, I love your cock, that's it, please, please, pleasssssse!" she hissed as she clamped on me and finished herself off.

She fell to the side and purred. "We don't do that enough. What has gotten into you, it has been a long time since I woke to find you in that state, and you haven't come that quick since we first started dating!" It took me a few moments to shake the cobwebs and offer a response, "I was having some graphic dreams, but I can't remember what they were about." She moaned, "Mmmmmm, well, clearly it was something exciting. I like it when you get like that!" We both fell back asleep.

In the morning, she woke me, "Hey, get up, you can't sleep in, I need your help in the kitchen." She put me to work prepping things and before long, my phone was buzzing.

Unknown number: Can't wait for you to have me today! :)

Me: Stop. This conversation isn't happening. Just stop it already.

Unknown number: I'm already wet

Me: I'm seriously one text away from just blocking this number

Unknown number: No need for that. We'll be talking in person soon enough

I went back to work, getting the chicken ready to throw on the smoker. Kelly had been cleaning the house, and entered the kitchen a bit later. "What time do you want to eat?" I asked her. Probably about 4:00, she said. The kids will probably be here about noon." she replied. It was already 10:15, and it would take about 5 hours to cook. I was running a little behind. "We need a few things from the grocery - drinks, chips and such. Do you have time to go, or should I?" Kelly asked. I thought about it quickly, and determined that I probably wouldn't have time, so she decided to get ready and go so she could be back in time for the kids to arrive.

Not long thereafter, she was out the door, and a few moments after the garage door closed, the doorbell rang, my hands were covered in chicken, and I was in the middle of getting the food ready, and I figured it was someone doing fundraising, trying to sell me lawn service, or other solicitor, so I ignored it. A moment later, it rang again. Then again. Finally, I heard the door open, and a girls voice, "I know you are in there! I'm coming in, and I hope you are NOT decent!"

"Oh fuck me," I said aloud, exasperated, as she came through the foyer, wearing a thin, tight white tank top that didn't hide her piercings, and a pair of plain black shorts. "Don't mind if I do," she replied, her eyes wide and smile beaming. "Sorry, I don't really have time for this, I'm a little busy. I didn't think anyone was supposed to be here for at least an hour." She dropped her shorts, revealing all skin, then pulled off her top and quickly ditched the thin white bra she had promised.

"Get the fuck out of here. Seriously, it is not going to happen kid. I am not interested." I said with a sense of urgency. But she did not hesitate, walking straight to me and feeling at the front of my thin basketball shorts, having no trouble discovering my growth. "You sure seem interested to me," she said, leaning against me as she strained upward trying to kiss me. I pulled back, and tried not to touch her with my food covered hands. I ended up literally backed into the corner, where she got her hands in my shorts and pushed them down, revealing the same boxers that I had slept in last night with a combination of Kelly and I's juice crusted on them. I hadn't taken the opportunity to shower or dress yet. She noticed immediately. "Oh wow, this is interesting. I guess you weren't lying. You seem to have an active sex life."

She dropped to her knees, and before I could even get two additional syllables of protest out of my mouth, she had my boxers down, and my dick in her mouth. "YOU NEED TO FUCKING STOP YOU LITTLE HOMEWRECKER!" I yelled, sincerely trying to get out of the corner, she latched on tight, and actually bit down a little. "OWWW YOU LITTLE SLUT!" She took my entire dick into her throat, damn it felt amazing. Kelly gave a good blowjob, but she never took me like that. It was enough for me to forget about my sticky hands, I put them right in her hair and started face fucking the little cunt with wreckless abandon. She didn't expect this, she started struggling to pull away, but she had unleashed an animal, and she wasn't going anywhere. She was gagging and tears welling up in her eyes, but even when I loosened my grip, she kept going. I had already nutted twice in the past 12 hours, so I had a little more stamina that I probably would have normally, but it still didn't take her long to bring me to my goal.

With my head buried deep in her throat, and absolutely no warning, I began to ejaculate. I came, and I came, and I came. Little bitch is lucky I didn't drown her. She actually took it all eagerly, but as she pulled away I was still spraying, and I didn't hold back, shooting some of it on her chin and down onto her pretty titties. She was gasping for air, and wide-eyed looking up at me.

I gave her a minute to catch her breath. "Not bad," I said, flippantly. "You have spunk on your chin and tits. You need to clean that up." She collected it on her fingers, and sucked them clean. "Stand up," I ordered her, and she quickly complied. "Are you wet?" She nodded. "Show me."

She looked at me a little confused. "Wow, this is all a fucking game to you, isn't it? You had no idea what you were getting yourself into. Put...your... fingers...in...that...little jizztrap of yours, pull them out, and show me how wet you are." She dipped them in, pulled them out and held them in front of me, they were soaked, glistening. I grabbed her by the wrist, brought them to my mouth, and sucked them off with an audible ‘slurp.'

"Not bad," I said, nonchalantly. "Are you going to fuck me now?" She almost pleaded, all of the sudden not as confident as before. "Not a fucking chance. Not right now at least." I said, as I bent over and pulled my boxers and shorts up. "What if I beg? PLEASE fuck me!"

"No bitch. If you want it your way, go to Burger King. When you come to Sinatra's house, we do it my way. Go get a shower and wash the chicken off. You can make yourself come again with the wand if you want. I'll decide when and if you get more."

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There is a part 2, I'll post it if this is well received.