Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
After all, Natalie’s a dirty one and that’s part of what’s got me hooked. Back when I was in high school, I felt that girls were still pretty conservative even though birth control was readily available. But Natalie put them to shame. The young woman knew even more positions than me, and she was willing to let me use each and every one of her holes until I was fully sated. I rode her hard and then some, watching with satisfaction as she got out of my car limping the next day.
But the week was a drag without her, even if I did my best to focus, and I’m surprised. I’ve slept with lots of women since my divorce, and there’s never been one who had such a grip on my mind. At least now, it’s finally Friday, and she’s coming over tonight. Not a moment too soon.
However, to my surprise, I’m actually feeling a little nervous. It’s almost like I’m in high school again and the prettiest girl in the class is coming over. Except the problem is that I’m a grown man and well past my teenage years. There shouldn’t be this tingle of anticipation in my gut, much less the fluttering of butterfly wings.
“Daddy, is Nat Nat coming?” a small voice interrupts my thoughts. I look down and my little angel stares up at me with big blue eyes that could break a man’s heart.
“She is, sweet pea,” I rumble. “She’ll be here in just a second. Why don’t you color for a few more minutes? I’ll let you know when Natalie arrives.”
My daughter nods with a wisdom beyond her years, and skips off to the family room to find a coloring book. I take a deep breath. I need to keep myself calm especially because my daughter will be in the house too. I can’t exactly be ravishing Natalie with June mere feet away because that’s too much, even for a crude bastard like myself.
At that moment, a knock at the door interrupts my thoughts, and my heart jumps like it’s just received an electrical shock. I force myself to walk slowly though, and when I open the door, I manage to smile like a normal person. However, inside I’m a mess. I’m once again dumbstruck by how beautiful Natalie is, and how so fucking young she must be. The brunette looks innocent in a simple sweater and jeans, and she gives me a little smile before she biting her lip and shyly looking away.
“Hi Mr. Aston,” she murmurs. “Am I early?”
My hand grips the doorknob a little tighter and I shake my head.
“No of course not. Come in,” I say, stepping aside.
She smiles again as she walks past me into the living room and immediately, June spots her babysitter.
“Nat Nat! Nat Nat!” my daughter squeals before throwing her arms around the young woman’s neck.
Natalie laughs as she envelops my little girl in a hug before standing up, June still clinging to her.
“Hi kiddo! Are you ready to have some fun?” The gorgeous woman looks perfectly natural with my daughter, and I have to catch my breath for a moment. Natalie would make a perfect mother, and fleetingly, I think about putting a baby in her belly. I can see her already, smiling at me with love in those brown eyes as she smooths her hands down her stomach, already swollen with my child.
But I can’t be thinking this shit! We don’t even really know each other, and even worse, I ravished the young woman savagely the last time she was here. One step at a time, big boy, the voice in my head warns. Otherwise, you’ll be in jail soon.
Right. I take another deep breath to calm down, and fortunately, things are little smoother after that. We spend an hour or so playing with June before feeding her a snack, making it through a very wet bath time, and then safely tucking my little girl in bed.
“Goodnight, Nat Nat,” June says sleepily as we exit the darkened room. “Goodnight Daddy.”
“How are you so good with her?” I ask softly as we tiptoe down the hall. “I mean, I know you’ve babysat for my daughter a few times already, but Junie appears to adore you.”
Natalie shrugs and looks bashful as she tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
“I don’t know. I just really like kids, and June’s an absolute sweetheart. You’re lucky to have such a great kid, you know. There are children who are holy terrors practically from the moment they’re born.”
“How so?” I laugh.
Natalie smiles and rolls her eyes.
“You know, throwing food in the trash just for the fun of it, or kids who purposefully poo on the bathroom floor instead of doing it in the toilet. They exist,” she teases.
“Oh my God!” I groan. “If June ever pulls that stunt, I’ll kill myself.”