Husband To Go

by S. C. Adams

  The movie is still playing in the background, and we turn towards it, our hands intertwined. But then I pick up my carton of ice cream and offer Kylie some.

  She giggles.

  “Why, thank you.” She uses my spoon and scoops the mint into her mouth. She licks it absolutely clean. Watching her tongue swirl around the spoon turns me on.

  I don’t want to ruin everything by jumping into sex too quickly. I know Kylie thought I was just using her for sex, and I was being very selfish in the beginning. But now, I want to cultivate an actual relationship with her.

  “Are you staring at me?” she asks without looking away from the T.V. screen.

  “Sorry,” I apologize.

  “Don’t be sorry. I like it when you look at me.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Mm-hm. I also like it when you touch me.” Jesus Christ, this girl is going to be the end of me.

  “Do you want me to touch you?”

  “Yes,” she says. I move closer to her, and I’m about to put my hands on that curvy body, but something in Kylie’s eyes tells me she has something else to say.

  “Is everything okay, baby girl?”

  “You know, we’ve never been on a real date. Do you realize that?” Hm, that hadn’t crossed my mind actually.

  “Do you want to go on one?” I ask quizzically.

  She bites her bottom lip, her face scrunched up a bit.

  “Maybe.”

  I nod.

  “It’s no problem. We can do that. Where would you want to go? When would you want to go?”

  She thinks again.

  “I don’t know, tomorrow? Would that work for you?”

  The words come out so fast that I’m practically tripping on them.

  “It’s a date, sweetheart.”

  Kylie skootches over to me again, her hand fingers brushing the hair out of her face.

  “Can I ask you for something else, Tanner?”

  “Of course, anything.”

  “Could we not have anal sex?”

  I take a deep breath.

  “What do you want to do then, baby girl?”

  She smiles at me, her eyes full of teasing.

  “Well, I was hoping we could try it the other way.”

  Hmm, I was not expecting that. I know the last time we were together I confessed a lot about myself to her, but I still have reservations. I could lie, but this girl means too much to me, and I decide to go for the truth.

  “I’m not sure, sweetheart.”

  “Oh, I meant that I want you to put your cock in my vagina,” she giggles.

  My eyes go wide and I laugh a little myself.

  “I know what you meant. I was trying to say that I don’t know if I’m comfortable with what you’re asking for.”

  The laughing did help to loosen me up a bit. I was tense before but now, I feel a bit better. Still hesitant, though.

  “Are you afraid I’m going to get pregnant?” she asks. I nod. How do I explain this?

  “I’ve been the way I am for a long time, Kylie. I’ve tried to avoid becoming a father for so many years, and old habits die hard. Plus, you’re young, and there’s a chance that if we do it that way, you could get pregnant immediately. And while I’m more open to talking about having kids, I’m still not sure if I want to have them. At least not so soon. I’m still getting to know you sweetheart, and that’s my first priority.”

  While I might be willing to let go of this hang-up, I need more time to think. This is the first time in my life that I’m even willing to consider being a father. It’s a huge shift for me, and I need time to adjust.

  Her expression is unreadable, so I plunge ahead.

  “Also, we just sorted through so much between the two of us. There are so many moving pieces right now, and I think we need a little time, don’t you?”

  I’m not going to make a mistake that will jeopardize my relationship with Kylie. I’ve been quite an idiot when it comes to her. In the moment, I thought I was doing nothing wrong, but hindsight has shown me that I may have been making a mistake all along.

  She takes a deep breath.

  “I know you’re scared, but we need to be able to move forward. I know in your mind this feels like a black and white thing regarding kids, but for me, it’s more about commitment. You’re still holding back because you are worried about what might happen if we’re actually committed to one another.”

  I think about what she’s saying, and it makes sense. There are ways to protect against pregnancy, and they are pretty effective if used correctly. Maybe I could make an exception and use contraceptives. After all, that’s what they’re there for.

  More than any of these considerations, however, is the fact that I love her too. I want to be with her. I’m ready to commit to Kylie with zero hesitation, so I should be able to have the kind of sex she wants. Fulfilling her needs is important to me. After all, I want the two of us to have the best life possible together.

  “Yeah, let’s do it.” I almost can’t believe this is about to happen. After years of avoiding the act, I’m about to jump fully into this.

  Oh shit.

  Thankfully, I do have some condoms in my bedroom. Sleeping with older women protected me from pregnancies, but there are a bunch of other things you have to consider.

  “I’m going to go grab some protection,” I growl.

  She smiles at me, and my dick hardens.

  “Okay.”

  I head back to bedroom and rustle through my drawers. I find my pack and pull a rubber out, seriously contemplating this decision. I know it’s one I want to make because Kylie is absolutely perfect for me.

  I go back to the living room with the little foil packet. Kylie hops off of the couch and takes the condom from me. She looks at it, turning it so she can see both sides.

  “Can I put it on for you?” she asks in a soft voice. The thought of her hands on my cock is enough to get me totally fired up.

  “Of course,” I rumble. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her into me. I’m already fully erect. My sweatpants are generous, but my dick is still feeling the strain.

  I lean down and kiss the only woman to ever capture my heart so fully. Her hand cups my rod over my sweatpants, rubbing back and forth over the hard length.

  “Do you know how much I love your cock?”

  I grin.

  “No, tell me.”

  She smiles wickedly, and then presses her lips to mine.

  “I love it in my mouth, in my ass, and I know I’m going to love it in my pussy.” She kisses me again, biting down on my bottom lip. I can’t control myself anymore, and I bend down to pick Kylie up. She shrieks when I lift her off the ground.

  “Tanner!”

  Her legs wrap around my waist. I move us into the kitchen and place her down on the counter. Kylie uses her foot to push me away from her little, and I take a few steps back, giving her a full view.

  “Take off your pants,” she commands.

  I do what she asks, removing my bottoms and kicking them away into some corner. Her eyes scan down my body, pausing at the bulge in my boxers.

  “Take off your shirt,” is her next command. I pull my t-shirt over my head, throwing it over my shoulder. I’m standing before Kylie in nothing but my skivvies, and I think she’s enjoying being fully clothed while looking over my naked body.

  She holds up the condom between her two fingers.

  “Let me put this on you.” I walk back up to her, and Kylie navigates me out of my boxers. They slide down my leg, and my dicks pops out like a huge club. It looks unbelievably aggressive. It’s been too long since I’ve gotten the chance to watch Kylie orgasm, and now I’m ready to listen to her scream.

  She tears open the packet and rolls the condom down my shaft. Just the slight touch of her hand makes my dick jump, and I feel some precum seeping out.

  Kylie pulls her shirt off and then lifts her skirt, so it bunches up at her waist. She draws circles over her bra, inching towards her nipple.
They poke through her bra like hard little rocks, begging to be licked.

  No longer able to stand back and watch her, I move between her legs, pushing them open by grabbing at her knees. She stretches wide, her pussy ready to be taken, so lush and wet. Shit. There are so many places I could start on this glorious body of hers. I want to touch her everywhere at once, but I know that’s not possible.

  As a result, I start with her breasts. I push the straps off her shoulder and then unhook her bra at the back. It falls forward, landing on the floor and I let out a groan of lust. Her tits are absolutely perfect with pert pink nipples against alabaster skin. I roll a hard nub between my fingers, making her throw her hair back wantonly.

  “That feels nice,” she sighs.

  “Yeah?”

  “Mm-hm,” she moans.

  I bring my mouth down and swirl my tongue around. Kylie grabs on to my hair, pulling it as I gently scrape my teeth on her nipples. She groans as I suck on her tit, her fingers digging into my scalp.

  “Take me, Tanner,” she commands.

  My woman is quite bossy tonight, but I am totally into it. Her breast drops from my mouth, and I stand at my full height. Hooking my fingers into the hem of her panties, I pull them down her legs and then kiss the smooth skin along her thighs, inhaling her heavenly scent.

  She’s sugar and spice, and the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I could live off of being with her for the rest of my life.

  I go back up her legs and nip the skin on her pussy, causing Kylie to gasp. I could stay like this all day, at eye level with her center. I open her up with my fingers and lick up her slit, making her gasp. She tastes just as good as the first time if not better.

  “Oh Tanner!” she cries out, her hands gripping the edge of the countertop.

  I feast on her pussy like I’m a starving man. My tongue explores her folds as Kylie strains her muscles around me, sopping wet and getting more soaked by the second.

  “Fuck, Tanner,” she breathes. I move to her clit, sucking on it. “Don’t stop, it feels so good. Don’t stop.”

  I keep going until she comes into my mouth, her sweet juices running down my tongue. Shit, there’s so much. I gulp like a madman as her sweetest space convulses and she moans and clenches, loving the attention.

  Finally, her hands relax in my hair, and I stand up to kiss her. Our tongues dance, and I let her know how delicious she tastes.

  “Are you going to put it inside me, now?” she asks with a sly smile.

  “Yeah, baby.” I hold my shaft, positioning the head of my dick at her entrance. This is it. I’m about to do something I’ve been irrationally terrified of my whole life, and even though I love Kylie, I’m still feeling apprehensive. It’s hard to not feel this way when you’re breaking your own rule book.

  She senses my hesitation and cups my face in hers.

  “I love you, Tanner,” she says, and those words make all my fears fall away. Deep down, I know she loves me. We wouldn’t have waded through all that shit for one another if that wasn’t true, and the words enter my ears, sink into my brain, and shoot through my entire being like a bucket of fireworks.

  I ignite. I kiss Kylie, showing her how much passion is inside of me just for her.

  “I love you too, baby.”

  And then I enter her, pushing into her slowly. Her pussy is so tight. Her walls envelop me, drawing me in as she moans with the stretch. Kylie’s fingers wrap around the back of my neck, drumming softly.

  “Tanner,” she breathes.

  I keep going until I’m buried to the hilt. I take a few deep breaths, reveling in how fucking perfect my girlfriend is, and how her wet pussy grips me so hungrily.

  I start to pull out and then enter her swiftly, getting a handle on my stroke. I thrust my pelvis into her, the ridges of my cock grinding against her. I feel Kylie’s nails scratching along my skin. Her mewls reach my ears, fueling my lust.

  There’s nothing I want to change about her. Not a damn thing.

  The blood rushes to my dick, and I double over as I let out a loud shout. Oh shit. She was so amazing that I’ve come like a fifteen-year-old boy during his first time. With a grunt, I spill into the condom, and simultaneously, Kylie’s walls pulse around me as she follows right behind, screaming my name as she comes.

  I slap my palms down on the counter, using it to keep me aloft. I take about a minute to catch my breath. Meanwhile, Kylie settles her head in the crook of my neck, her pussy still pumping me a bit.

  “Thank you,” she whispers into my ear. Her nose rocks against my jaw while her breath evens.

  We move apart, and slowly, I help Kylie down from the counter. She’s the perfect woman, and I love her.

  “Where’s your bathroom?” she asks with a sweet smile.

  “It’s down that hall, the second door on the right.”

  “Thanks, I’ll be right back.” She pecks me on the cheek before limping off, and I’m oddly pleased to see my effect on her. Good. I mean to keep doing that again and again until Kylie requests a wheelchair because her pussy’s so sore.

  I head to my bedroom and pick out some clothes for the two of us. It’s strange. I’ve had people over to my apartment, but I’ve always been a master at keeping my distance, and especially when it came to women. But today is an exercise in remaining open. If she wants to wear my clothes, so be it. If she wants to watch my TV and eat ice cream and cuddle, then that’s what we’ll be doing. It’s hard, but still easier than I imagined because I’ve finally found the right person to be open with.

  “Tanner?” calls her voice.

  “I’m in the back bedroom!” A few minutes later, Kylie walks into my room. She’s still topless, those big breasts out, and my mouth waters. The only thing she’s wearing is her skirt.

  “What are you holding?” she asks, looking at the cloth in my hand.

  “Some clothes. Would you like to maybe put something on or are you enjoying your very European look right now?” I hold up a t-shirt.

  “Yes, I’ll take that,” she crinkles her nose. “You’re a little sassy, do you know that?” I shrug while dropping a kiss on her shoulder.

  We both put on a few more items, and I invite Kylie to get into bed. We get cozy, snuggling under the blankets. I turn my T.V. on and since I have everything connected to everything else in my apartment, the movie I was watching in the living room resumes here.

  “Oh wait, but we need some ice cream!”

  “Okay, just a second.” I get out of bed and pull back a sliding door off to the side in my room. Behind it is a few things, but most importantly, I have a mini fridge. I open it up and take out my bedroom stash of the good stuff.

  “Oh, you are the best. I could very easily get used to this lifestyle,” Kylie giggles when she sees what I have in my hand.

  “You’re welcome,” I say while placing the carton before her. Eagerly, she digs in and we eat together, Kylie feeding me every so often. I’ve never been so domestic before.

  But I like it. With the right woman, anything’s possible.

  The movie plays in the background as Kylie’s eyes start to grow heavy.

  “We should watch The Proposal next time,” she says while drifting off. I don’t think she’ll remember this since she’s almost out.

  Kylie falls asleep before me, and I have to get the ice cream out of her hands before it drips on the sheets. I almost missed because I was too busy watching her sleep.

  After I return from the kitchen, I spend almost another hour just looking at her beautiful face with its long lashes, rounded cheeks and perfect pink pout. I fall asleep, absolutely serene, as my girlfriend dreams beside me.

  22

  Tanner

  The next morning, I wake up to find Kylie still sleeping beside me. I’m somewhat surprised she’s still here. I guess I expected her to leave me in the middle of the night because that’s what I’m used to when it comes to women. But this is a new me, and I shake myself.

  I have a lot to make up for. I kn
ow Kylie says she forgives me, but I feel the need to show her I’ve really changed. I’m not the same asshole that she met at the club so long ago.

  Slowly, I get out of the bed, being super careful not to wake her. Maybe she’ll enjoy breakfast in bed, especially since we’re having our first real date tonight.

  I’m going to make this an amazing experience for her. I walk into the kitchen and find some flour, blueberries and get to cooking. I’m going to make my girl a whole stack of pancakes. After the workout we got last night, I’m guessing the both of us could use a good meal.

  After finishing the batter, I’m about to pour the first of it onto the hot pan, when I feel hands wrap around my waist.

  “Oh, ho. We have to be careful,” is my growl. I feel Kylie’s lips on my back. She kisses all over it sporadically and my dick hardens immediately.

  “I can be careful,” she breathes. After a few more pecks, she unwraps her hands and comes to my side. “What are you making? It smells amazing.”

  I smile.

  “Some blueberry pancakes. I thought you might want a big breakfast this morning. I was hoping to surprise you, though.”

  “Oh, no!” she grins. “I can leave and then come back, acting surprised once everything is finished. How about that?” I love how ridiculously caring she is. But it’s not necessary because I’d prefer if she just stayed with me.

  “You don’t have to do that. Why don’t you watch me cook?”

  “Oh, yes please.” Kylie hops up on to the counter, swinging her legs with a mischievous grin. I start pouring batter and fussing over various items. While I fry up the first pancake, she doesn’t say much, but once the second one hits the pan, she makes a noise in her throat.

  “Yes?” I ask with a grin.

  “Do you cook a lot?”

  “Actually, I cook a fair amount. I’ve lived alone for a long time, so it’s been necessary. Also, I did a good amount of cooking with my family.”

  She’s surprised.

  “That’s nice to hear. What are your specialties? Or do you have any?”

  I nod.