1. BLITHE


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

    when you graduate?” she asked, looking out the windshield. “Oh, I don’t know. I’m thinking business management, you know; follow in my dad’s footsteps.” I mused, “What about you?” “I’d like to be a veterinarian.” she admitted. “That’s cool.” I replied, “Makes my choice seem kind of greedy.” “Your mom asked me something while you were in the kitchen today.” she informed me. That peaked my curiosity, “Really; what did she say?” “She just has this issue where you and I being together might affect our future plans.” she replied. “You sound just like her saying that.” I noted, “But my future plan is to have you in it.” I asserted. She placed her hand on mine and said, “It was mine too. But I don’t want to be the one that prevents you from doing what you want to do.” “That’s crazy talk.” I argued, “What I want to do, I want to do with you.” She nodded but said, “You say that now, but what about later?” she pondered, “What if you want to chase after something you would like to do but I’m in the way of it?” “I don’t know what will happen in the future.” I admitted, “What if I get in the way of you becoming a vet?” and shrugged, “It seems to me that if I cared for you at all, then I would get out of your way.” She squeezed my hand and said, “That is exactly what I’m trying to say.” and huffed, “I care for you a lot; enough to get out of your way.” I saw a dirt path ahead and pulled over. The headlights lit up an orange painted rail. I put Jenny in park and turned to her. “I want you ...
    to think about this.” I started, taking her hand in both of mine. “This conversation started because of one question my mom asked.” “It was a good question.” she pointed out. “Yes it was.” I agreed, “Good enough to raise some doubts.” and huffed. “But we’ve been through this before.” I pointed out. “What…” she started, but I wouldn’t let her finish. “We went through this with your dad, remember?” I recalled, “He didn’t think I was good enough for you and now, my mom doesn’t think you’re good enough for me.” She considered my theory but had some doubts. I wouldn’t let her stop considering it though, “Think back on it. She sat you down and interviewed you like you were applying for a job.” “I’ve never applied for a job before, but she asked those questions because she was just being cautious.” she debated. “Right, she was being protective over me just like your dad was being protective over you.” I explained. I had come to terms with the fact that my mother thought I was falling for just some country hick that would never amount to anything and wouldn’t be good enough for her son. To prove it to myself and her, I asked, “Did you tell her that you wanted to be a veterinarian?” “Well no, she never asked.” she replied. “That’s because she’s already misjudged you.” I said, “She thinks that you don’t have any dreams and all you do is feed the animals.” and slapped the steering wheel. “We need to figure out a way to change her mind, that’s all.” “Are… are you sure?” she asked, still ...