1. BLITHE


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

    biting, rug rat.” she recalled, “And then you got called worse as he went on fixing Daisy.” “I can actually see him saying that.” I replied, picturing his frustration. “By the time I got home, you were a no good sum bitching utter pucker.” she affirmed. “Yeah, that’s nice.” I retorted, “And if he finds out I’ve been talking to you, I’ll be a whole lot more with every piece he chops off of me.” “What can I say?” she mused, “I’m a risk factor.” “Well, I’m a risk taking kind of guy.” I boasted. “Well, thought I’d leave you with that.” she replied, “Good night Jake Blake.” “Good night Candy Baker.” I said, and waited for her to hang up, and waited some more. “Are you going to hang up?” I asked. “I was waiting on you.” she replied. “Alright, we hang up together.” I negotiated. “Alright, good night.” she called. The next two days, mom took Jenny with her, you know, because some of the girls didn’t get to see it. Julie asked if I spoke to Candy and I told her we talked. I spoke to her again the next night but not near as long as the first night. Friday came and I had pep in my step, feeling good about the conversations I had with Candice. We swapped stories about our day and I felt closer to her. I hoped she felt the same way. Betty noticed the difference in me. Maybe Julie had talked about me to her. She cut back on her teasing with me and spent it all on my dad. I didn’t go by the office once without seeing her sitting on dad’s desk flashing her eye lashes at him. After cleaning ...
    up the rooms and eating lunch, I went outside to wash Jenny. I could just picture Candice riding in the front seat instead of her dad. I thought about the fog lights I could put on her, but the first thing I wanted to get her was a decent radio. I was rinsing her off when someone called, “Hey bud.” from behind me. “Yeah?” I called back, turning around. I was so surprised to see Henry Baker standing there that I dropped the water hose. Luckily, the hose missed spraying him when it hit. I scrambled to pick it back up and turned to face the one guy I didn’t want to see any time soon. “How you doing?” he asked, seeming sincere. “Oh, I’m doing fine.” I replied, acting as innocent as I could. “I wanted to come by for a visit.” he said, stepping closer to me. “Oh, sure.” I said, taking a small step back. “What can I do for you?” I asked, tossing the reasons he would be here in my head. There really weren’t that many. “I wanted to talk to you about my daughter.” he stated, looking at me intently. The hose started shaking in my hand, so I kept it busy by turning the water off on the nozzle. It was like patting your head and rubbing your belly as I prevented one part from shaking and another would start up. It was a sickening feeling that swept over me because I had crossed the line and he was here for the consequences. “How is she doing?” I nervously asked, expecting him to say, ‘You should know.’ “I tell you...” he started, “She’s a handful and then some.” I chuckled in fear and said, ...