Mr. Perfect O: A Single Dad Romance

by Amy Brent

  Every now and then, Tori would glance over and look at me, and the smile would fade from her lips. She was depriving me, and I’d have to teach her a lesson for that too. I’d make sure that by the time I was done with her, she’d be begging for more.

  Mia prepared for the next relay by giving the kids water guns. Then she asked Tori to help, and though I saw disaster coming, I could do nothing to stop it. The kids were supposed to be squirting rubber duckies with the guns to get them across the kiddie pool, and once Tori was close enough, Mia nudged her, causing her to lose her balance.

  Tori went down face first, but luckily, she caught herself, landing in the kiddie pool on all fours, her dress was drenched, and the water had splashed in her face and hair.

  Mia rushed to her aid as if it were an accident, but I knew better.

  “Oh no, I’m so sorry!” Tori was gracious enough to laugh it off, and the kids got a good laugh too, though some were concerned for their teacher and upset until Tori laughed at herself.

  Katie had nearly been in tears, but you could tell not only was she humiliated, but she was pissed off. She gave Mia a cut nod and jerked away from her.

  “I’m fine!” she said through bared teeth. Mia stepped back, and it was clear who had the authority.

  I rushed out with a towel. “Here, let me help you upstairs. Mia, you stay here to keep an eye on the kids.” I gave her a venomous glare and dared her to challenge me, then she nodded and went back to leading the game.

  I wrapped Tori in the towel and walked her upstairs. “She did that on purpose.”

  “She’s a child, and she’s jealous. I’ve told her numerous times nothing will happen between us, but she’s hard headed.”

  “She’s a bitch.” Tori shocked me by saying so, but I couldn’t disagree.

  “Here, let’s go in my room, and I’ll get you some dry clothes.”

  “Fine, but then I’m leaving.” She gave me a cold stare, and I knew I’d have to do something to convince her to stay. I still owed her from earlier.

  Chapter 20

  Tori

  I followed him to his room where he handed me a pair of his joggers and a t-shirt. Both swallowed me up, but I managed to make them work with the help of the drawstring. I had handed my clothes through the door, and he’d gone out to the washroom. My panties had fallen out of the pile, so I picked them up and walked them down, finding him just walking away from the dryer.

  “Here.” I tossed my panties to him, and he turned and added the to the load.

  His babysitter had been glaring at me since I’d arrived, and I was more than sure that my suspicions were true. He’d no doubt been fucking all of us: me, her, and the woman he considered his boss.

  I turned to walk away, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back to him. “I’m sorry about what happened. I’ll have a talk with her, I promise, and she won’t like it.”

  “I’m sure she’ll get a real kick out of you reprimanding her.” I hated to think of him with anyone else, and my blood turned cold as I tried to pull away.

  “You’re full of sass, aren’t you? What’s it going to take to show you that I care only for you?” His arms were tight around my waist, and he pulled me closer. His cock was hard and pressing into my tummy.

  “Is that supposed to make me feel special? You get the same hard on for her.”

  He pulled my hand down and placed it over his erection, and I could feel the thick ridge beneath his shaft as he pressed against me. “That’s all for you, Tori.” Then he reached down and rubbed his hand firm against my mound, cupping it hard. “This is mine.” He met my eyes and then kissed me hard. He pulled away, his hand still firm and rubbing as he made his way to my ear. “Tell me it’s mine, Tori.”

  I gave him a defiant look, but then I moaned at his ministrations and ground against him. As angry as I was, I wanted nothing more than for him to be inside of me.

  “You want to be quiet then we’ll just have to put that smart little mouth of yours to work another way.” He kissed me again, but I knew it wasn’t the job he had for me. “Now’s your time to refuse. If you don’t, I’m not going to be so gentle with you.”

  “I looked down at his mouth, it was so close that I could feel his breath on my face and I crushed my lips to his, and he closed the laundry room door. He reached inside the loose joggers and untied the drawstring, then in one hard tug, he pulled them down. He helped me step out of them, and I was left with nothing but his shirt. I trembled from the cool air in the small room, and he lifted the hem of the shirt and then pulled it over my head.

  I was cold and naked; my nipples tight and pink as he lifted me up against him. Suddenly I was on the warm dryer, and he parted my knees to stand between them. “Take out my cock, Tori. Show me you want this.”

  I reached for his belt and unhooked it; then I went for his zipper while he slipped the t-shirt he wore up over his head.

  It felt so naughty to be completely naked so close to Katie’s party, but I put that out of my mind as I took his cock into my hand and centered it at my tender slit. “I’m not going to be gentle, Tori. I’m going to fuck you hard and make you come your pretty little head off. You’re going to see how much I want you.”

  He was firm with me, and I loved it. I thought I should get sassy with him more often. I was still upset with him but figured I should get all I could from him before he replaced me with someone else. Maybe he’d convince himself in the process and really mean it.

  “Get on your knees.” He pulled me down, and I landed on my feet, and as soon as I felt the ground beneath me, my knees bent, and his cock brushed my cheek. He gripped my chin between his fingers, and I opened my mouth wide for him.

  “Good girl. Stick your tongue out.”

  I did as I was told and stuck out my tongue and he rubbed his cock against my cheek and then placed it on my tongue. I closed my mouth around the head, but he pulled back and shook his head. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue again.

  “Lick around the rim and then down the shaft.” I did just what I was told, circling the rim of his cock and then I trailed my tongue down his shaft, licking at the veins that bulged as I worked my way to his heavy sac. He hadn’t told me to take them into my mouth, one by one and suck them, but I did it anyway, and he didn’t protest. Then I made my way back up his shaft and circled his rim again. When I got to the tip, he cupped the back of my head and put his cock between my lips. “Suck the head like a good girl. Show me what that smart little mouth can do for me.”

  Once again, I did as I was told, and the ache in my soaking core was so great that I clenched my walls and moaned as I came. He hadn’t even touched me. It wasn’t a mind-blowing orgasm like he’d given me before, but it was enough to make me quiver and want more.

  I slipped my hand down and rubbed myself, but he pulled away and scolded me. “No. Don’t pleasure yourself. I want you deprived and hungry, so when I give you my cock, you’ll come even harder.” I dropped my hand, and my pussy was aching so badly that I whimpered.

  “That’s right; you’ll learn not to dispute me.” His hand dropped, and he pinched my nipples, causing me to whimper more. The need was building so much my little bud throbbed and ached for soothing.

  I wanted to beg, but his cock was so far in my mouth that I couldn’t speak. I looked up at him with pleading eyes, and he glared down at me with such a hard expression, I wanted to please him even more.

  I pulled away. “Please, Ross.” His hand on the back of my neck tightened and he crammed his cock back between my lips, forcing it down my throat. I gasped through my nose, but soon his cock was so far down, that airway was closed too. He hit my gag reflex, and my stomach tightened as I lurched forward. But he held me tight on it, and I managed to regain control and gasp through it as my eyes leaked tears down my cheeks. He pulled back as a salty splash hit my tongue as his cock twitched. It wasn’t the big prize, but I knew it would come soon enough, after much torture.

  He met my eyes. “You like
that little taste?” I nodded, bobbing off his cock until he thrust deep and fucked my throat. All of a sudden, he pulled me up and sat me back on the warm dryer before I could catch my breath. Then his mouth found mine as he parted my legs and drove his cock into me, not stopping until he was balls deep.

  I screamed out, but he kissed me so hard, muffling the sound before anyone could hear, and soon the shock if his ramming me hard was replaced with a soothing stroke. The pleasure built quickly having teased me for so long, and within a minute the first wave of orgasm crashed through me.

  My walls clenched around his thick cock and he stilled. “Such a greedy little girl, aren’t you? You want more, don’t you?” He whispered the words in my ear, and I whimpered and nodded in response. I found myself wanting to be special for him and to make him proud of me.

  He thrust his hips and kissed me deeply, and his cock rubbed a tender spot, and it felt so good, his cock so hard it felt as if he were using something else on me. Then all of a sudden, I felt a pinch, and I panicked. “Stop, stop,” I begged him to stop, but he shook his head and slowed down.

  “Am I hurting you?” His cock brushed up against me, and I started to squeal and whimper.

  “No, I feel like, like—

  I was too embarrassed to say.

  “Let it go; it’s not what you think. You can’t urinate when you’re aroused. Trust me, baby. Let it go and soak me good.” He rolled me to my side and fucked me so hard that when he pulled away my pussy gushed hot juices. The pleasure was so intense that I didn’t want him to stop and I gripped him with my ankles and pulled him back inside me. He worked me like a piston and each time he’d pull away I’d cum so much I’d soak us both.

  When we were done, I was exhausted. I collapsed against him, and he used a dirty towel from the hamper to mop up and then he dressed us both and carried me upstairs to his bed.

  Mia saw us on the way up, but she didn’t say a word. She knew better.

  Luckily the kids were all still outside, and no one saw him carrying me in. He left me alone while the party wrapped up and the other parents picked up their children. Then I heard him arguing with Mia out in the hallway.

  “She’s no older than me.”

  “She is, she just looks younger, and I’ve already told you, it’s not that you’re unattractive, Mia, it’s simply that I’m not interested. Now if you want to keep employment keep Katie downstairs while I get the clothes that you soaked with your little stunt out of the dryer.” He was furious, and at one point, I could have sworn I’d heard him growl. And then minutes later he came into the room with my clothes and I was able to dress.

  I took my time getting undressed and then even longer getting dressed in my own clothes. “At least they weren’t ruined.” I still wasn’t happy with Mia, but I felt bad for her in a way. I wouldn’t want to be rejected by him, and I knew I was going to have to talk to him about us before I left.

  “Yeah, it did make for a wonderful opportunity.” He wagged his brows at me.

  “You missed the last half of Katie’s party.”

  “She never missed me.” He shook his head and closed the distance to zip my dress. “Besides, it was worth it.”

  “What is going on with us? You fucked me like you were claiming me, but what are we? What do we have?”

  He looked down at the floor, and I lay my palm flat against his chest. “It’s okay; you don’t have to declare anything. I’d just like to keep seeing you.”

  “I was hoping you’d say that.” He met my eyes. “It’s a lot to take from you, Tori, without a commitment, but I’m hoping with time, preferably when I’m done with this series of jobs, that we can have something.”

  I looked into his eyes, and he seemed so sincere that I believed him. “I hope you’re worth the wait.” I pulled him down to my mouth and kissed him deeply.

  Chapter 21

  Ross

  I’d worked harder at finding work than I had at my last job and I wasn’t holding my breath that the interview I was on my way to would be any different. If I didn’t get a job soon, my sanity would be in jeopardy, especially since I had come across another crazy client.

  Melanie’s screening wasn’t as effective, and I think that since she was in the same circles as some of these people, she just assumed they were okay. My phone buzzed again for the fifth time in twenty minutes, and I was going to have to shut the thing off for my interview.

  I’d been with a woman the previous week who had somehow gotten hold of my private number and called me every other hour since. This morning she was on a roll, and it seemed some window of opportunity had opened up for her, and she was hoping to hook up.

  I glanced at the latest message as I pulled into the parking lot of Richard and Associates. I needed this job. I had to get away from this lifestyle and settle down for Katie and me. I decided to respond in hopes that she’d leave me alone, so I sent a quick message with my explanation and a promise to call her later. Later would be a letdown I was sure, but I didn’t have time for the emotional shit that would follow once I turned her down.

  I walked into the office building and found my way to the office where the receptionist explained I’d have to wait ten minutes for Mrs. Richard to return.

  Being the only person there, I decided to walk around the small lobby which was decorated with a collection of souvenirs from the Richard’s many travels. The framed images showed the attractive couple, who seemed happy and very much in love as they hugged and smiled for the camera. And then it hit me. The gorgeous blonde wife. I’d seen her somewhere before. I thought back to my first client, the hot blonde with the nipple clamps and cuffs. Claire.

  I suddenly felt as if my luck was turning and we’d see just how much Claire wanted to keep her time with me discreet.

  The door opened, and Claire came in, carrying a large bag and her purse, and I quickly stepped up to offer a hand.

  “Here let me help you with that, Claire.”

  She smiled. “Thank you so—Ross?”

  “You’re the first interview of the morning, in the flesh. I was admiring your family photos.” I carried the bag to the door, and the receptionist stood up from her desk, and it seemed she had not been paying attention.

  “Mrs. Richard, this is Mr. Reed. He’s here for the interview.”

  “Thank you, Madison. I will take it from here. Come along, Mr. Reed. We’ll get this interview underway.” She eyed me up and down, and I couldn’t tell if she was happy to see me or not. She had gotten a strange look on her face, the kind of look that says I’m busted. But I had a feeling that there was more to Claire Richard than that. She wasn’t going to be intimidated.

  She gestured me toward her office, and I carried in the bag as she shut her door. “So, is this a legitimate application for employment or a shakedown?” She walked across the room and leaned back against the desk and crossed her long, tan legs. She had on a black skirt with a plum blouse, both of which fit her like they were tailor-made to fit her perfect shape.

  “Pure coincidence.” I took a seat as she extended her hand to the one in front of her. “Lucky me. It’s good to see you again.”

  “I’ve meant to call you about that second date.” She let her gaze trail down my body as she licked her lips. “I’m sure that you and I could work out some sort of arrangement in exchange for the position.”

  “I’m sure we could, but you see, I’m trying to get out of the business. I’ve got a little girl to raise, bills to pay, a roof to keep over her head.” I stood up and stepped closer putting my hands on her waist.

  “Then it sounds like you need my help. How about we make a trade? A job for weekly private sessions?”

  “Well, I’m not sure Mr. Richard would like his new associate banging his wife.”

  “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. It certainly didn’t the last time.” She lifted her shoulder to shrug it off.

  “Well, I had no idea you were married when we hooked up. I don’t usually sleep with married
women.” Her lips tightened as she glanced at the floor.

  “As far as I’m concerned, Ross. The job is yours if you play along one more time. I won’t even check your recommendations because I was so impressed with your previous body of work, but why don’t you entertain a girl and give me a little something on my end? She loosened her blouse, and it fell open to reveal a lacy bra; her tight pink nipples strained against it.

  I had the job, but I knew if I wanted to keep a healthy working relationship without any issues, I’d have to give her one last taste of me.

  I put my arm around her waist and pulled her closer, slipping my free hand into her blouse and massaging her breasts. She threw her head back and moaned, and I remembered how hot she’d been beneath me. She wasn’t anywhere close to Tori, and I felt horrible for being with Claire when all I really wanted was to be with Tori, but if I wanted to leave this life behind to be with her, I needed this job.

  She bent her knee and drew her leg up to rub it against my cock, and I reached down and pushed up her skirt to cup her sex. I worked my hand into her panties finding her slit wet and ready, so I inserted three fingers and worked them in and out, spreading them wide in her to stroke her walls.

  She reached into her handbag and found a condom and then leaned into my ear. “I want a big cock in me, Ross. Fuck me and the job is yours.” She pushed the condom into my hand as she whispered with a seductive tone.

  I met her eyes. “Deal.”

  She unzipped my pants and stroked my cock with one hand while she reached for the phone with the other. Then she put a finger to my lips. I spun her around and lay her out face down across her desk and pulled her ass closer so I could center my cock at her sopping hole. I ripped open the wrapper and sheathed my cock as she dialed. “Yes, Madison, please hold my calls and would you go ahead and add Mr. Reed into the system and inform the other the position has been filled.” The position wasn’t the only thing filled. I pushed my cock into her, and she bit her lip to keep from moaning. “Yes, thank you.” Her voice had been breathy, and I wondered how many times her secretary had covered for her. She hung up the phone and glanced over her shoulder. “Congratulations and welcome to the Richard family.”