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I spend a few minutes thanking him for the job, dinner, and everything up to this point. He tries to brush it off as no big deal, but I can see he’s a little embarrassed. Then I start to talk with him about Sadie, asking him about preschool and all that.

That little girl is just so cute. She’s incredibly smart too. I ask him if she’s in one of the nearby private schools, and he tells me that she’s in a public school. I ask him why and he tells me that that’s how he grew up and that’s what Mary, his late wife, would have wanted.

We continue to talk and connect. I know that I have sexual desire for him, even right now, but this is more than enough. We are getting to know each other. This seems to be what we both want. We’re talking like old friends. What more could I ask for?

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Alex

She seems too good to be true. I haven’t had a deep, meaningful conversation like this with anyone in a very long time. I haven’t seen Sadie so happy in a long while too. She seems to really like Claire, and I don’t blame her.

We finish our first glass of wine, and I refill our glasses. We continue to talk about life and work. I tell her about some new deals about to go through with other major gaming companies. She tells me that her manager has been threatening to retire for the past four years. She seems to fear when that becomes reality because she might be next in line to be manager, which would take her out of the field.

She asks me about Sadie’s “Uncle Phil,” and I laugh a little and tell her almost everything about my frat brother. I tell her about his love of strip clubs and other places where you can mix alcohol with pretty ladies. She asks if I’ve ever accompanied him to these places. I tell her no, but not because of a lack of invitation.

“So, Phil got you onto FLICK?”

“Pretty much.”

We enjoy the hilarity of it all. Then I take a leap of faith and try to pull off as sly a move as I can muster.

“Well, you saw Sadie’s room. It’s only fair that I show you mine.”

She smiles. “Are you going to show me your favorite toys too?”

I chuckle and stand, offering my hand to her. She takes it and I lead her up to my bedroom. I haven’t shared my own bed with another person in so long. I feel like I’m back in college as a freshman, finally bringing a girl back to my dorm.

We get to the bedroom, and she smiles as she takes in the ambiance. I walk over to the bed and sit down, placing my empty glass on the nightstand.

“But Sadie’s at the end of the hall,” she says while sauntering over to me after shutting the door.

She sets her glass down and straddles my lap. I grab hold of her wonderful ass with both hands and smile.

“Then I guess you better be quiet.”

She wraps her arms around my neck, and I stand, lifting her right off the bed. Her grip tightens at the sudden movement. I turn around and lie her gently back on the bed. She looks up at me as I slip my hands up her shirt to gently caress her breasts while kissing her thighs.

I hear a small gasp escape her lips, and I know I’m doing it right. Then I undo her pants and pull them off to reveal a lovely pair of black, lacy panties. My hands slide back to gently touch her rear and thighs. I plant a small kiss on her right knee, then her left. Then I kiss her lower thigh, then midthigh, then upper thigh, then hip.

Each time my lips touch her skin, I can feel her shiver. I kiss down her other thigh, starting at the hip and ending on the knee. I lie on my belly and gently nuzzle my head against her inner thigh, gently easing her legs open for me. I can hear her breathing getting faster. Just this amount of sensual touching seems to be enough to get her going.

I look up at her, and she has her eyes closed and her head back. Her hands are clutching the bedspread. I kiss her inner thigh from the knee to right before the edge of her panties, each kiss being planted right after the other, so close together, edging closer and closer. She is panting now, and I want her to continue.

Once I place that final kiss, I hear a small gasp escape her lips. I look up to see her watching me with a dreamy look on her face, begging me not to stop. I smile and turn my head to plant a kiss on her other thigh. I kiss all the way down just like before until right before her panties. Again she gasps, this time longer. She is begging me silently to keep going.

I hook my fingers in the top of her panties and slowly pull them down. She lets me without any hesitation. I slowly come back to between her legs and place a few more small gentle kisses right on her inner thighs, just next to her lower lips so that my cheeks brush against them. She gasps again.

I kiss her lower lips from the bottom to the top. She moans softly with each kiss. I stick my tongue out and gently glide it up her slit, then repeat the motion. She lets out a slightly louder moan that I just love.

I press the tip of my tongue right against her clitoris and circle it slowly one way, then the other. She gets louder and louder, and I stop suddenly and look up at her.

“Why’d you stop?”

I reach over and hand her one of the pillows lying nearby. She looks at it, then at me. I nod my head toward the doorway, signaling that my daughter is just down the hall like she had said. She giggles and takes the pillow from me.

As soon as she does, I return my tongue to its station, and she places the pillow over her mouth. I start to suckle her clitoris, which makes her quiver. I press my tongue flat against her clit and rub slowly. She moans against the pillow and quivers around my head. I keep going until her legs are shaking.

Then I remember Phil mentioning something that sounded rather silly, but he claimed that it works every time. I press the tip of my tongue firmly against her clitoris and start to write the alphabet right against it.