Page 26 of British Daddy to Go
“So are you,” I tell him. “You make me feel alive.”
Sean grins. “I’m glad I can do that for you.”
He joins me on the bench, our thighs touching. “I have something for you, too,” I say.
His brow darts up. “Oh yeah?”
I nod. “I’ve been watching videos and practicing on my hairbrush so that we can finish what we started on Tuesday.”
Sean groans. “You’re killing me, Maggie.”
I fall to my knees in front of him. “I want you to feel as good as I do right now.”
This time, I take the initiative and remove his belt and pants, tossing them to the side with his shoes. His cock stands up to say hello, just like it did on Tuesday.
“I read that a blow job doesn’t just include the mouth,” I explain quietly. “The hands are just as important.”
“Is that so?”
“Mmhmm. So when I wrap my mouth around you, I should do the same with my hand.”
His tip pops easily into my wide-open lips. I get him nice and wet and spread the moisture along his cock with my hand, applying steady pressure as I go. Sean closes his eyes and groans. “That’s it, darling. You’re a natural.”
I keep this up for a while, taking his cock deep in my throat. Yesterday, I learned how to stop my gag reflex so that I can take Sean farther than I did before. He seems to like it because his fingers tangle in my hair with every inch I swallow.
When he’s well-lubricated and close, I release him from my mouth. “Another thing I learned is that the penis isn’t the only part I should pay attention to.”
“No?” he asks, moving my hair from my eyes. “What else should you pay attention to?”
“Well, apparently, guys like it when you play with their balls. Apparently,” I continue, wetting my mouth, “they like it when you suck on them.”
I pull one of them between my lips and suck before popping it back out. Sean looks about ready to explode, so I repeat the gesture with the other one. “Do you like that, Sean? Was the internet right?”
“The internet taught you well, darling,” he says, panting. “Keep that up, and I’ll come quickly.”
“Good,” I tell him. “We don’t have much time, and Roger could be back any second…”
I focus my attention back on his cock, taking it down my throat again. This time, I alternate between squeezing his base with my hand and fondling his balls. The different sensations coax incredible sounds from Sean’s lips.
“Darling, I’m so close. Keep going, just like that.”
His wish is my command. I bob my head up and down on his gorgeous cock until he holds me in position and thrusts upward as jets of hot come line the back of my throat. I swallow it up.
When he’s finished, Sean pulls me up for a kiss. I settle on his lap, hyper-aware there’s nothing between my pussy and his cock. If time weren’t against us right now, I would let him…
“I’d like to see you outside of this dressing room,” Sean says. “Is that okay?”
“You mean, like a date?”
He chuckles. “That’s exactly what I mean. So, what do you say?”
I grin. “I’d love to go on a date with you.”
Sean returns my smile. “Excellent. How about tomorrow night?”
“Tomorrow night sounds perfect. I look forward to it.”
We kiss for a while longer, but Sean does need to leave. I put my clothes back on and bring his newly measured suits to the back while he gets dressed and disappears out the front. We exchange numbers before he leaves.
I have another hour left of work, but what I really want to do is call Jenna. I have a date tomorrow night!
I have a date tomorrow night,I think, my mind starting to panic. How am I going to explain this to my parents?
I’m not, that’s how. I don’t know what I’m going to tell them, but they can’t find out the truth. If they know it’s a date, they will never let me go.
The idea of lying to my parents makes my stomach hurt, but I have no choice. I want to go out with Sean, and I’m going to do whatever it takes to make that happen.
Even if I turn into a pumpkin when the evening is over.