I heard Sammy’s yellow Mustang drive into the yard.
I went out to meet her.
“What’s wrong?” she asked anxiously as I approached.
She stepped from the car, a vision in a tight yellow sweater and black hot pants./l.k
“Your mom’s gone,” I said.
“Oh, you guys had a row?” she asked.
“No, your mom had the pool guy, and the gardener and lord knows who else,” I sighed, “She left.”
“Where has she gone?” Sammy asked.
“No idea,” I confessed, “She threw some stuff in a case and stormed out, I sort of came home early to surprise her and I sure surprised her.”
“Oh,” Sammy exclaimed.
“By the pool screwing the pool guy,” I continued, “I asked why and she said she was bored had been screwing the delivery guys and the gardeners as well.”
“Same as before,” Sammy said sadly, “She gets bored, she has shopping and screwing and watching TV and that is her whole useless boring life.”
“Gee, that’s a bit deep,” I replied.
She collected her books from the car and locked the door.
“True though,” Sammy continued, “She never had a job in her life, dropped out of school when she had me and went from one sugar daddy to another.”
“I’m sorry,” I admitted.
We walked into the house.
“I guess you want me out the house, want the car back?” she asked, “Or will you let me stay if I screw you?”
“Er, Sammy, you’re just a kid,” I protested.
“I’m eighteen, I’m not a virgin,” she reminded me, “You need someone to screw, I need somewhere to stay and I need a car.”
“It isn’t quite that simple,” I reminded her.
She smiled, she pushed the door shut.
She wriggled out of her hot pants and pushed her panties down to show her nicely trimmed blonde bush.
“Are you sure,” she asked. “Absolutely sure?”
“I’ll pass,” I said awkwardly. My cock was trying to spring into action but caught in my shorts.
“It makes sense,” she said sweetly, “I like it here, you like what you see, where is the problem?”
“Like I respect you,” I answered, “Its why I let you have the car, you’re sensible, you’re better than a cheap whore.”
“And you respected my mom?” Sammy probed.
“No,” I answered truthfully, “She was always just along for the ride, I would have dumped her long ago if it hadn’t been for you, the effect on you, finishing high school.”
“Gee, sounds like you love me,” Sammy gasped, “Oh fuck.”
“I never thought of you like that,” I admitted, “Like a woman, obviously I’m way too old for you .”
“Yeah, what are you, thirty five?” she asked.
“And the rest, thirty eight actually,” I admitted.
“You going to drop your pants and fool around?” she asked.
“I guess,” I said awkwardly, “Are you sure?”
“Sure I’m sure,” she said, “As long as you let me keep the car and live here.”
“As long as you like,” I assured her.
“So lets do it!” she invited.
“Come here,” I ordered, she stepped forward. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her on the forehead.
“Just fuck OK?” she said, “Don’t mess around.”
“I want to mess around,” I said, “I want you, not just sex, I want you.”
“Oh fuck, this is seriously weird,” she admitted, “I guess I need to sort my head out.”
“Do you want a drink or anything?” I asked.
“No I just want a nice long fuck, no strings.” she admitted.
“Sorry, can’t oblige,” I admitted, “I want strings, security OK?”
“Ok, Ok,” she agreed. She pulled away and picked up her hot pants and panties, “I’ll be in your room if you want me.”
She looked nervous, like she didn’t know if she had done the right thing.
I gave her ten minutes, took a shower in the en suite in the guest room and went to my own room with a bath towel rapped around me to hide my arousal.
She was in my bed watching TV, “You came!” she exclaimed.
“You wanna do this?” I asked.
“Sure,” she replied.
“Bareback?” I asked.
“Are you for real, what if I get pregnant?” she asked.
“You’re turning me on,” I replied.
I slipped off my bathrobe and slipped between the sheet beside her.
“You’re nice and hard,” she cooed, “Do it!”
Her lithe body welcomed me, Her nipples hardened, her sex was moist to my touch as I eased a finger then three inside her, “Ohhh,” she cooed “That’s nice.”
I eased her knees apart and rolled to be on top. She guided my cock into her puss and I pressed him firmly up inside her.
“Nice?” I asked.
“Nice,” she agreed, “Very nice!”
“May I kiss you,” I asked.
“Yes,” she agreed, “But fuck me harder, ok, I won’t break,”
I did as she asked, I kissed her forehead and then started pounding hard.
“Oh god that’s so good. fuck me, fuck me!” she urged, “Go on shoot you load, you know you want to.”
I let fly, it was perfect.
I rolled over and slowly realised we were not alone, “Hi Mom.” Sammy said brightly.
“You bitch, you slut, you just couldn’t wait to drop your knickers,” her mom said nastily.
“Hi Monique,” I replied, “Sorry I needed a fuck, had to threaten to throw her out but she came round.”
Sammy rolled on top of me and kissed me on the lips, “We just fucked bareback Mommy,” she explained, “It was wonderful!”
“Oh,” Monique exclaimed, “Then fuck you, I hope you will be very happy.”
She was gone as soon as she came.
I was getting hard again. Sammy sensed it, she grasped my shaft and wriggled down until she could ease it up inside her once more.
We kissed as we fucked. It was beautiful. It was wrong, she was eighteen, I was old enough to be her father.
It still felt good though.
“That was really nice,” Sammy announced, “I never had anyone spunk in me before, it’s really really nice.”
“What now?” I asked.
“Dinner I guess, then I have an assignment to work on.” she announced.
“Not going out?” I queried.
“No point really,” she explained, “I go out to get laid but I’ve been laid so it’s a bit pointless really.” She paused. “What are you going to do?”
“Stay in I guess,” I agreed, “There’s not much point going out.”
“Tomorrow you can take me down town to show off the new jewellery you’re going to buy me,” she ventured.
“I suppose so,” I agreed.
“I was joking,” she added, “Lets face it you are hardly likely to want to show me off are you?”
“I would like nothing better,” I agreed, “But you won’t want to come to the opera will you?”
“I’ll try anything once,” she laughed, “Look I’m seriously grateful for you letting me stay, anything you want, anything, you only have to ask.”
She slipped away. She didn’t trust me. Didn’t believe me.
I had a maid come in around six thirty who fixed dinner for eight. I told her it was just the two of us now, she didn’t seem surprised.
Sammy ate with me. We went our separate ways. She to her room to study, me to my study to work.
I went to bed around 11pm. I bathed in my en-suite shower and went to get into bed.
Sammy was in bed before me, “I figured you might need something,” she ventured.
I climbed in, “Only if it’s what you want.” I replied.
“I want,” she said, “I want you to need me so bad you never ask me to go.”
“Oh Sammy, that’s so unnecessary.” I chided, “Just let me hold you.”
Of course within seconds my erect cock was nudging her belly button.
“Oh well we had better sort you out I suppose,” she sighed as she slid down the bed and climbed over me.
Grasping my cock she again aimed him unerringly into her moist pussy. “OOhh I could get used to this,” she cooed, “Cock on tap my favourite!”
It was great, but exhausting. I slept like a log. She woke me around 7 a.m. climbed onto me again as my cock reared and again she fucked me as I lay there.
She climbed off me. jumped from the bed and grabbed her tiny frilly white panties. She pulled them on and pulled them hard into her crotch as my spunk oozed out of her pussy.
“Got to keep it in if I want your baby,” she laughed.
I had no idea if she was joking. I didn’t care. I was in love.