(Hey everyone! I thought I'd try a short series in which each entry is from the perspective of the two people involved. The first is the My character, Johnathan Roberts, star of several of my other stories. All characters in this story are fictional, and are over the age of 18. Enjoy!)
LAYTON'S PERSPECTIVE
I took a moment to myself. It was crazy, I know, considering this, but I knew it was the only way I was going to get finished with school. My feelings for Chris had ebbed of late, to say the least, and his father was, if nothing, easy on the eyes. Six foot or better, with a trim body, I was sure I could have done much worse, considering the so-called 'action' at the two Sugar-Daddy sites I did check out (Yes, I did go there). And wow was I ever surprised at the size of the old guy's cock! Chris was no slouch, something I personally liked, but wow was this damn thing was much thicker, so taking his load in the back of my throat was a challenge, but I made it work. So worth it.
'That's how the rest of this weekend needs to go', I thought. The walk in shower with its decadent art deco glass and rainfall head was nice, if not a bit posh, like everything else the man owned, which I guess is to be expected from 'One of the most prominent lawyers' in this region (or so they say). And as bad as I know it makes me sound, well...I figured I should make the most of it.
I had stepped out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, and was working on my hair, when in walked Mr. Johnathan Roberts, not that I didn't expect it. Despite the agreement, I was still nervous about just showing off my naked body, and found myself a bit shy.
"I have to say, you are quite the sight." He said. I must have blushed a bit because he commented on it, and stepping closer added, "I can see what the boy sees in you" He said, as he looked at me with a kind look but with something a little raw underneath. I remember Chris said that his dad had been single for a while. I wonder when the last time he'd had a girl go down on him.
"What you mean?" I asked in a tease. Yes, I was play-acting. I mean if I have to do this, well, OK, I decided to have fun with it, and Chris was never good at role playing. But MR. Roberts was another story
"Oh come now, my pet. You know what I mean." He came a little closer and reached out for the towel. I tried to play hard to get as he was reaching for the towel, and stepped back just as he grabbed it. As I was holding it loosely in front of me, he was able to easily pull it completely away from my body, leaving me once again completely naked. I liked how my body made him smile so smugly. I found it exciting.
"W-w-what are you doing?" I feinted shock, stepping back again as he stepped closer.
"Just admiring" He said. "Then again maybe a little more" I went to step back again and hit the wall. I was cornered. He came closer, put one hand on the wall beside me, blocking my only escape. His other hand reached out and cupped my breast. He had a look of confidence, and it was powerful and alluring. I felt bit weak knowing I was at his mercy.