Midlife Glitch (May/December Romances Book 1) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Ben Boswell
find myself spooning a naked Ashley, her body warm and soft, and so inviting, her golden hair shining in the sunlight.
But I was on the verge of a panic attack. When she woke, my whole world would come crashing down. I'd taken advantage of a young girl in my care. If she had regrets, if she claimed rape, who'd believe me? Who could possibly believe that this beautiful eighteen-year-old had been willing to sleep with me, a fifty-four-year-old man? I was old enough to be her grandfather. And had she even been willing? She'd been drunk. Too drunk to give consent? My stomach churned with guilt at what I'd done.
Even if I avoided jail, my life was ruined. My marriage… dead. My friendship with Trent… obliterated. My reputation… gone.
I was in paradise for the moment, snuggling this luscious creature, my hand wedged between her breasts, her hard ass against my crotch. But it was an illusion; one certain to turn into a living nightmare the moment she woke, realized what had happened, and jumped out of bed screaming.
Her breathing shifted slightly, and she let out a soft moan, almost a catlike purr. I braced myself for the fireworks. But she just lay there beside me. And then I felt it, her fingertips on my arm. I didn't dare move, hoping she was still just stirring in her sleep. But then I felt something else. Her ass. Her perfect ass now rubbing slowly against my crotch. It was subtle, but unmistakably sexual.
Was she still asleep? Maybe dreaming of a boyfriend or Rob Pattinson?
"Ashley?" I breathed, bracing myself for coming explosion.
"Mmmm," she moaned in reply.
She twisted her neck and gave me an awkward over-the-shoulder kiss. Her morning breath was sour, but it was one of the best kisses of my life. Relief coursed through me.
She rested her head back on her pillow and grabbed my hand from between her breasts, sucking my index finger deep into her mouth. Her ass ground harder against my increasingly stiff cock.
I pressed up against her, our bodies molded together. She was so warm and inviting, hard and soft in all the right places. As she moved against me, my erection slid between her butt cheeks like a hot dog in a bun. She giggled softly. Ashley slowly pumped her hips, massaging my prick with her butt. I took my hand from her mouth and cupped her breasts, gently tweaking her swollen and sensitive nipples.
She reached back and grabbed my cock, slipping in between her thighs. I pumped it back and forth slowly, gasping as her labia split and her wet snatch rubbed against my shaft. We moved together languidly, our excitement building. She grabbed my cock head and pressed it inside her, and with a thrust I slid all the way in.
We both moaned at the same time. It was heavenly, her magical pussy again gripped my cock, and not for the first time I thought about how I never wanted it to end.
We made love tenderly, my cock buried deep inside her as we slowly moved together. I explored her body gently, caressing her soft skin, tracing her lips with my fingertips. I kneaded her big boobs, rolling her nipples between my thumb and finger. She moaned softly, her pussy getting hotter and wetter around my cock. I slid my hand down over her flat belly, tracing the borders of her downy muff.
I found her clit and gently ran my finger around her swollen little nub. She moaned delightfully. I rubbed her clit harder.
"Oh God, you're going to make me come," she sighed in a throaty voice.
She gasped then and a shiver ran through her body as her pussy repeatedly clamped down on my shaft. When she was done, she reached down and gently fondled my balls. I thrust into her harder, once, twice, three times and then came myself.
I eased myself out her tight little pussy and looked down at her. She had her head on her pillow, eyes closed, with a big smile on her face. I cuddled her again, neither of us bothered by the wetness between us, and within minutes I could feel her breathing rhythmically as she fell back asleep.
After a few
But I was on the verge of a panic attack. When she woke, my whole world would come crashing down. I'd taken advantage of a young girl in my care. If she had regrets, if she claimed rape, who'd believe me? Who could possibly believe that this beautiful eighteen-year-old had been willing to sleep with me, a fifty-four-year-old man? I was old enough to be her grandfather. And had she even been willing? She'd been drunk. Too drunk to give consent? My stomach churned with guilt at what I'd done.
Even if I avoided jail, my life was ruined. My marriage… dead. My friendship with Trent… obliterated. My reputation… gone.
I was in paradise for the moment, snuggling this luscious creature, my hand wedged between her breasts, her hard ass against my crotch. But it was an illusion; one certain to turn into a living nightmare the moment she woke, realized what had happened, and jumped out of bed screaming.
Her breathing shifted slightly, and she let out a soft moan, almost a catlike purr. I braced myself for the fireworks. But she just lay there beside me. And then I felt it, her fingertips on my arm. I didn't dare move, hoping she was still just stirring in her sleep. But then I felt something else. Her ass. Her perfect ass now rubbing slowly against my crotch. It was subtle, but unmistakably sexual.
Was she still asleep? Maybe dreaming of a boyfriend or Rob Pattinson?
"Ashley?" I breathed, bracing myself for coming explosion.
"Mmmm," she moaned in reply.
She twisted her neck and gave me an awkward over-the-shoulder kiss. Her morning breath was sour, but it was one of the best kisses of my life. Relief coursed through me.
She rested her head back on her pillow and grabbed my hand from between her breasts, sucking my index finger deep into her mouth. Her ass ground harder against my increasingly stiff cock.
I pressed up against her, our bodies molded together. She was so warm and inviting, hard and soft in all the right places. As she moved against me, my erection slid between her butt cheeks like a hot dog in a bun. She giggled softly. Ashley slowly pumped her hips, massaging my prick with her butt. I took my hand from her mouth and cupped her breasts, gently tweaking her swollen and sensitive nipples.
She reached back and grabbed my cock, slipping in between her thighs. I pumped it back and forth slowly, gasping as her labia split and her wet snatch rubbed against my shaft. We moved together languidly, our excitement building. She grabbed my cock head and pressed it inside her, and with a thrust I slid all the way in.
We both moaned at the same time. It was heavenly, her magical pussy again gripped my cock, and not for the first time I thought about how I never wanted it to end.
We made love tenderly, my cock buried deep inside her as we slowly moved together. I explored her body gently, caressing her soft skin, tracing her lips with my fingertips. I kneaded her big boobs, rolling her nipples between my thumb and finger. She moaned softly, her pussy getting hotter and wetter around my cock. I slid my hand down over her flat belly, tracing the borders of her downy muff.
I found her clit and gently ran my finger around her swollen little nub. She moaned delightfully. I rubbed her clit harder.
"Oh God, you're going to make me come," she sighed in a throaty voice.
She gasped then and a shiver ran through her body as her pussy repeatedly clamped down on my shaft. When she was done, she reached down and gently fondled my balls. I thrust into her harder, once, twice, three times and then came myself.
I eased myself out her tight little pussy and looked down at her. She had her head on her pillow, eyes closed, with a big smile on her face. I cuddled her again, neither of us bothered by the wetness between us, and within minutes I could feel her breathing rhythmically as she fell back asleep.
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