1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    Candy standing with her hands behind her back. “Yeah, funny thing; I cleaned one spot and it turns out the rest of it needs cleaned.” I replied, and started scrubbing some more. “So you live here?” she asked, turning towards the bed and breakfast. Well how do you keep her from knowing that? “Uh, yeah, sure do.” I replied, staying on my task. I didn’t need Henry on my tail over her. She was eye candy only and going any further would probably bring daddy down here with a shotgun. “Is it nice inside?” she wondered aloud. “Pretty nice” I grunted, tackling a stubborn spot. “You don’t talk much, do you?” she asked. I’m as sociable as the next guy but talking to her would kind of be like talking yourself to death; in the most literal way. But it wasn’t her fault things were the way they are. I stood up to address her, “Listen, I would love to get to know you. You’re everything a guy would look for.” I admitted, “But talking to you in front of your dad would not be good for either of us.” I explained, glancing at Henry trying to cap another plug. A look of anger crossed her face, “He got to you, didn’t he?” she asked rhetorically, and snapped on me. “That’s all he ever does is keep me away from people!” Immediately, my defenses went up, worried that she would draw Henry’s attention. “Look, he just wants what’s best for you. There are a lot of creeps in the world and he doesn’t want you to get involved with the wrong guy.” “Oh, so you’re saying you’re the wrong guy to get involved ...
    with.” she huffed. Those eyes looked as pretty when mad as they did happy. But I had to think about what she said. If I said yes, then I probably wouldn’t have a shot with her. If I said no, then she would think I was a coward for not confronting her dad. “Yes” I decided, and then corrected, “No” and tried to explain, “Both really.” and sighed. “Well?” she asked, waiting on an explanation. I closed my eyes for the courage I needed and spilled out, “I could be the wrong guy because I’m just a horny teenager.” and paused for that to sink in. Opening my eyes, I said, “But I could be the right guy because nobody could treat you any better than I would.” “So you think I’m sexy?” she asked, a bit puzzled. “No.” I thought out loud, watching her tilt her head to the side, “I think you’re deeper than that.” and tried to find the right words to describe how I felt. “Deeper …?” she asked, just as puzzled as before. “You’re incredibly desirable.” I confessed, “You make me want you, like vampires want blood.” A look of understanding crossed her face as that sank in. “So why act like you want nothing to do with me? Is it my dad?” I shook my head. It wasn’t all about Henry shooting buckshot at me. I could probably deal with that. But she affected me so strongly, it scared me. But I had to give her a reason and the first one on my mind, I conveyed, “Because there is no way you could feel the same way about me like I do about you.” and went back to my task of finishing the floorboard, wondering ...