by Rachel Burns
Saturday was Valentine’s Day. She hoped it would be a nice weekend. There were a lot of freaks out there, but she’d been lucky with her clients up until now.
~ Arriving ~
Gina looked up age play on the net. It made her both nervous and curious.
She wanted to see what it was like, but she feared that she would have to play a naughty schoolgirl. She’d so much rather be the slutty cheerleader. That she’d excelled at back in high school. Gina wasn’t a tease. She made the guys feel good about themselves.
She agreed to go to the man’s apartment under the condition that she was allowed to leave at two on the dot on Sunday afternoon. The man readily agreed, Natasha had told her. Gina needed to get some rest. This last week of finals had left her feeling drained.
Everything sounded good, so Gina packed a bag and called a taxi to take her to the right address.
She was nervous on the way over to his apartment. The tall buildings were flying by, making her head spin a little.
The taxi parked in front of an older building. This was the kind of place that cost a fortune here in the city. Perfectly situated, so everything was close at hand, but private enough when a person wanted peace.
This wasn’t the kind of apartment people bought or rented. They were the kind you inherited and fought over.
“I need a receipt, please.” Gina would be getting the cost of the ride reimbursed from the agency. That was one of the perks when a girl worked for Natasha. She bragged that she had the best and most exclusive ladies in town.
Gina thanked the driver and got out. She looked up at the building. It was white with moldings that made it look like garlands of flowers were hanging over the doors and windows. The windows had flower boxes. The house had a sign that said this house was historical.
A doorman smiled at her. “Hello, Miss. Can I help you?”
“I have an appointment with Mr. Alexander Adams.”
“Yes, that’s right. He told me you would be coming. Come in out of the cold, Gina.” He held the door wide open for her and gave her a giant smile.
“Thank you.” Gina smiled at him. This was a warm welcome if ever there had been one.
“Let me take your luggage, Gina.” The doorman took her bag. “Careful, the floor is a little wet. I don’t want you to slip on it.”
“I’ll watch out,” Gina promised.
“That’s a good girl.” He got a key and unlocked a button in the elevator. “I’ll press this button, and it will take you right up to his apartment. The whole floor belongs to him. All you have to do is knock on the door you see when you get out of the elevator. You don’t have to worry. The hallway has a light that goes on when someone moves around. He’ll let you right in,” the doorman assured her.
“Thank you.”
“No problem. If you two need anything this weekend, don’t hesitate to call down for it.”
Gina nodded at the man. “I’ll tell him,” she stuttered. She was starting to get a feeling like something had gone wrong, and the doorman thought she was someone else, someone important.
He set down her bag and gave her a little wave as the doors closed.
Music came on as the elevator brought her up to the top floor. Gina took a moment to pray that this man wasn’t a crazy, Jack the Ripper type who murdered prostitutes.
The elevator doors opened, and she jumped a little. It was dark in the hallway, but a light went on when she waved her hand around in front of her. First, when the light went on, did she step out of the elevator.
The hallway was simple. The carpet was red and felt comforting under her feet. The apartment would either be full of antiques and quaint, or it would be the contrast to the building and be very modern with high ceilings and wooden floors.
She took a deep breath and slowly let the air out. This calmed her nerves; as the air left her, so did the old her. She was now prepared to be whatever he wanted her to be.
~ Whose Your Daddy? ~
Gina knocked on the door, and a second later the door flew open revealing a man. He was older than what she was used to. That went with the territory. Older men simply had more money to spend on things like this.
Gina thought about the things she’d read on the net about age play. He didn’t look like he would be the type to scold her and make her stand in the corner.
The thing she noticed the most about him were the laugh lines around his gray-blue eyes. He looked positively thrilled to meet her.
“Gina, it’s a real pleasure to meet you. I’m delighted to see that you got here safe and sound. Come on in. I have a fire crackling. It’ll keep you warm.” He took her bag and ushered her in.
Another warm welcome, she thought.
“I have your room all ready for you. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask.” He walked down the hall. She got a chance to look at him. He had a very tight ass. It was the best she’d ever seen. She imagined her hands cupping and clenching it while he made love to her.
Man on top was her favorite position. She loved being pinned under a strong man while he had his way with her. This man had a sturdy and slim build. She could see strong muscles through his white shirt. She liked the way it clung to his body as he moved. Soon, I would be the one clinging to him. She could already picture her hands in his thick dark hair, grabbing a fistful and enjoying the ride.
She couldn’t believe that she was going to get paid to spend the weekend with him. With a body like his, I should be the one paying him, she thought.
He stopped at a door and turned to her. He was still smiling at her. Those gorgeous radiant eyes had her complete attention again. “This is your room. I expect you to be a good girl. You need to be careful with the things in here. Some of them are very old, and they come from very far away. It’s better to just look at some things only with your eyes and not your hands. Do you understand?”
I’ll be okay with that rule, she thought, as long as his body wasn’t one of them. His body I definitely want to touch with more than just my eyes. She nodded at him, still trying to play it cool.
This apartment was filled with expensive looking furniture and artifacts.
“Good girl.” He turned, opening the door. She saw a bit of gray starting to appear at his temples. Then she also noticed that he wasn’t clean-shaven. She preferred it when men were. She didn’t like getting scratched. It hurt.
“I’ll help you unpack,” he stated.
“You don’t have to.” Gina wasn’t sure if she felt comfortable about him touching the only things that were hers. Everything around them was his.
“It’s not a big deal.” He opened her suitcase and carefully put her things in drawers. He took her toiletries and brought them into an adjoining bathroom.
Gina watched him, surprised that he would do that for her. Normally, such meetings were all about what she could do for the men.
Alexander stood up and looked at her. She was a dark-haired girl with obvious Italian traits. She looked warm, like chocolate. “That’s finished. Now we can spend some time together. You picked a good night to visit me. It’s movie night. Ladies choice, of course. I think it would be nice if we could order a pizza and eat it while we watch our movie.” He looked at his watch and frowned. “We better get cracking. It’s getting pretty late.”
“Sure, but I’d rather you pick out what we watch. I’m not picky that way.” Gina understood that it was her job to make him happy. The money she received for doing that would make her happy in return. This was a win-win situation.
His eyes twinkled at her. “How about we decide together?”
Gina grinned back at him, surprised at how easy it was to get along with him.
“I think you should change into your pajamas,” Alexander suggested.
“Of course.” Things were starting now. The shift had happened so suddenly that it had caught her off-guard. Still, she remained professional.
She went over to the chest of drawers where he’d put her clothes.
; “I actually have a gift I’d like to give you first,” he stopped her.
Gina stopped and turned to look at him. A gift could be anything.
She realized that she wasn’t at all relaxed. This simply felt so wrong. Maybe wrong wasn’t the correct word. It was different and didn’t follow the routine that she was used to, making it feel wrong.
Alexander walked to a closet and opened it. She saw a few wrapped up gifts inside of it. He pulled one out and shook it a little. “No, this one is for tomorrow. I’m sure it’s this one.” He traded boxes and handed her one.
Gina wasn’t pleased about the gift. She imagined several things that could be in the box: things that fit with the age play theme. Perhaps it was a schoolgirl uniform, or something to punish a naughty schoolgirl.
Would his personality suddenly change, and he would become a strict schoolmaster and a terrible control freak?
“Go on, open it. I got it for you,” Alexander encouraged her.
That’s what I’m afraid of, she thought.
She opened the red paper, carefully picking the tape away from the paper.
“Stop, you’re doing it wrong. You’re supposed to rip it away. You don’t even look like you’re having fun.”
Gina smiled at him, telling herself that he had only been nice to her since she arrived. She didn’t have anything to fear. He’d given her no reason to doubt his motives. His motives were to have someone to spend Valentine’s Day with, someone who was certain to put out.
There was extra pressure this year because Valentine’s Day was on a Saturday, making it Valentine’s Weekend. It wasn’t a holiday that could be ignored this year. People needed to have someone by their side. He was obviously especially thankful to have her here.
Gina ripped the paper away, pretending to be enthusiastic. She lifted the lid off of the box and saw a nightgown. It was gorgeous. The cream-colored nightgown was trimmed with lace. Tiny pink hearts were woven into the lace. She gently touched the butter-soft fabric, petting it with her hand.
“It should be the right size. I asked what size you are in advance and ordered it accordingly.”
Gina was ignoring him as she pulled it out of the box. It had puffed sleeves at the shoulders, and it was short-sleeved. Making it look precious, like something a ballerina would wear while performing Clara in the Nutcracker. She noticed a thick pink ribbon that went around the waist. “It’s the most beautiful nightgown I’ve ever seen. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, precious.” He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her, hugging her like he loved her and hadn’t been able to see her in a long time.
He stepped back and smiled at her. “Go ahead and try it on.”
“Gladly.” Gina wasn’t feeling at all shy as she removed her clothes.
“I got you matching panties. You should wake up and feel special. Tomorrow is a big day.” Alexander was thrilled that she liked his gift.
Gina removed her bra and looked him straight on. “What do you have planned for tomorrow?”
“You can ask, but I’m not going to tell you. I want it to be a surprise.”
Gina made a pouty face before she removed her tight fitting jeans and panties.
He picked up the nightgown and lifted it over her head. “Lift your little arms up for Daddy.”
Gina grinned at his words, hearing the words, ‘Who’s your daddy?’ in her mind. The answer to that question was clear for this weekend.
Gina lifted her arms, and he dropped the nightgown over her head. The soft cloth glided over her skin, caressing her and awakening her senses. She was starting to feel ready for him. Eagerness was the best word to describe what was going through her mind.
He tugged the nightgown into place, so it flew perfectly around her body. With every movement she made, the skirt of the nightgown twirled around her knees.
“Turn around, so Daddy can tie the bow for you.” She moved and the skirt moved with her. “This looks perfect on you. I’m so glad I thought to get it for you.”
Gina was grinning so much that she feared that she was faking it, but she honestly did like this. The little kid in her was thrilled with his choice.
He sat down on the bed and lifted the panties out of the box. He opened them, so she could step into them.
Gina did so without waiting for him to tell her. To hold her balance, she laid her hand on his shoulder.
He pulled the panties up into place, taking a brief moment to look at her before he covered her with the panties. He flattened the skirt down again.
“I didn’t get you anything for your feet. If the floor is too cold, tell me. I’ll give you a pair of my socks to wear.”
Gina stepped away from him and twirled in a circle gracefully. She’d never felt more beautiful in all of her life.
She could see it in his eyes that he was very pleased with her. Somehow his approval made her feel good about herself.
He took hold of her hand and brought her out to his living room. “Sit down by the fire, precious, so you can warm your tiny toes.” He let go of her hand and picked up his phone. “Just tell me what you would like on your half of the pizza.”
“Can I have ham, mushrooms and extra cheese?” Normally, she would worry about her weight, but she would be working off the calories with him soon. He was giving off a vibe that told her he would be fantastic in bed.
“Of course, you may.” He ordered their pizza and joined her on the floor by the fire. “I love that nightgown on you. I’m sure you’ll have sweet dreams,” he told her.
“I’m going to dream that I’m Clara from the Nutcracker,” she confessed to him.
“That’s going to be very nice for you. Just watch out for the mice.”
“Oh, I wasn’t going to dream about that part. Only the part where I dance around the Christmas tree.”
“That sounds like a well thought out plan.”
Gina could hardly believe how easy this age plaything was. She got to say the first thing that came to her mind aloud. She liked the attention and somehow she didn’t feel like she was acting.
He spoke with her about not getting too close to the fire, and he said she should be careful because he didn’t want her to get hurt.
This was new for her. She’d been with men who thrust into her so hard that her body pushed up the bed until her head hit against the headboard. They noticed and didn’t stop. They didn’t care about her.
She’d bet that he would never do anything like that. She was safe with him.
“We need to pick something out to watch before the Pizza gets here. It’s already so late, and I’m sure you’ll need your beauty rest.”
“No, I always look this good,” she teased him.
“No putting on airs, Gina. Be a good girl.”
He turned on his TV and went to a function that had unlimited movies.
It took them awhile to agree on a movie. He felt that several were too violent for her. They found a movie that was funny and settled down on the sofa to watch it. He covered her up with a blanket, and she cuddled up to his side. He wrapped his arm around her and sighed satisfied.
When the doorbell rang, Gina jumped surprised. “I’m sorry. I forgot about the pizza,” she apologized.
The truth was she’d forgotten everything around her. She’d been wishing this was her home, and he was her husband. A caring loving husband would be nice.
He came back with the pizza already on plates. The plates were thin white porcelain ones with painted flowers on them, and they were trimmed with real gold lining. The plate she held in her hand was worth around two hundred dollars. If it was older, it would be worth more.
Gina was starting to learn that finer things existed, and she was learning about their worth. She hoped to one day have a home like this one and eat pizza off of fancy plates.
He started the movie again, and they watched and relaxed. Gina cuddled up next to him, loving this homey feeling.
When the movie was over, he announced that it was time f
or bed. He cleaned up the plates and told her to hurry off to the bathroom. “I’ll be right in to tuck you in.”
Gina went to her room and quickly peed before he came in.
He stopped at the door to her bathroom while she washed her hands. “Did you brush your teeth yet?” he asked, leaning against the doorframe and watching her.
“Not yet.” Gina got out her toothbrush and toothpaste. She went to work with him watching her. He made her feel nervous, so she hurried.
When she finished, he shook his head. “That wasn’t three minutes. Do it again, but this time brush longer.”
Gina felt a little insulted. Still, he was paying her, so she had to do what he said. She cleaned off her toothbrush and started over again. When she was finished, she looked at him to see if he was satisfied.
“I don’t like that look, young lady. There are two things you don’t want in your mouth, one is a cavity, and the other is bacteria.”
“Are you a dentist?” Gina asked, sounding like she was accusing him of a heinous crime.
“No, I’m not.” Alexander grinned, thinking that she was a very charming child. “I take it you don’t like dentists?”
“Not particularly.”
“Well then, it’s best to brush your teeth perfectly, so you don’t have to see them often.”
Remembering her place, Gina nodded at him, giving him a demure look.
“Good girl. Daddy simply knows best.” He stood up straight and spread his arms out wide. “I’ll bring you to bed now.”
Gina grinned and moved into his arms to enjoy the hug. She loved being hugged. It was a shame that adults rarely did that. They only wanted sex from their partner, often forgetting the emotional side of sex.
He relaxed his hold and looked down into Gina’s eyes. “I think we had a very nice evening.”
“I agree.” Gina smiled back at him. She could hardly wait to sleep with him. She pictured her hands squeezing his ass and pushing him into her.
