Stormy Night, Forbidden Guest

That strange, tingling sensation filled me with a rush of excitement. Goosebumps rose all over my skin, and I could hardly stay calm in my seat.

My hair stood on end, but all I could do was force myself to stay still so that Amanda wouldn't notice anything awry.

Yet not only did Lexie not stop, but she also started tugging at my pants. I was wearing a pair of oversized shorts, so she easily pulled them down. Immediately, my shaft came into view.

A wave of intense shame washed over me as Amanda continued eating beside me. I nudged Lexie, trying to push her away, but she only went harder at it and even grabbed my tip.

Her hand was extremely soft, and the otherworldly sensation made my blood boil in a good way. Then, she began stroking it.

A sharp jolt of sensation coursed through me, as if every cell in my body had suddenly come alive and burst into motion. It had been years since I had touched a woman, but now, a young woman was voluntarily doing it to me.

That feeling hit me all at once, knocking all thoughts right out of my head. My cutlery slipped from my fingers and clattered onto the table.

Amanda looked at me, bewildered. "Dad, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

I tried my best not to let any strange sounds slip out. "Nothing. You carry on."

"Oh," she replied. "And where's Lexie, by the way? She's taking forever to pick up a fork. Let me help her out."

As she spoke, she lowered her head, ready to check underneath the table.

In a flash, Lexie let go of me and popped back up from under the table, still holding the fork. "Phew. You'd think it'd fall right near my feet, but it didn't! Took me forever to find it!"

I quickly pulled up my pants, my heart still racing. Luckily, Amanda didn't notice a thing. She turned to Lexie and said, "It's dirty now. I'll get you a clean one."

She got up and headed into the kitchen to grab another fork.

Seizing the moment alone, Lexie gave me a flirtatious look. "How's that, Mr. Kane? Did you like it?"

I had to say—Lexie was bold. Even I, a middle-aged man, was flushed and speechless from her actions. She must've felt unfulfilled, which explained her constant need for thrill and satisfaction.

At night, as I lay in bed, I scrolled through my phone to read the news. Suddenly, Lexie opened my door, wearing yet another snug set of pajamas, her shape clearly visible.

She looked at me, a hint of restlessness in her expression, and asked, "Mr. Kane, do you have any cucumbers lying around? I'm kind of hungry and would like to eat something."

Of course, I knew exactly what she wanted to do with a cucumber. Last night, she was barely satisfied when Amanda summoned her back to the bedroom. Tonight, she had to be dying for a release.

Meanwhile, the fire in me had long been ignited during breakfast this morning. Now that a beautiful, young woman was at my door, how could I even resist?

I took off my pants and held myself toward her face. "What do you need a cucumber for? I have something better here. Want to have a try?"

Lexie's body melted into submission. She shut the door behind her without me asking, then climbed onto my bed. "Mr. Kane, can I really have a taste?"

She stuck her hips out, kneeling between my thighs, her eyes staring greedily at my manhood. Her face was only inches away, her warm breath tickling my head.

Surrendering to my desires, I reached out and played with her large breasts, watching them change shape as they bounced around my fingers. It had been forever since I felt this, and it was pure delight.

I looked at her flushed face and teased her. "You sure are horny, aren't you? Did you do something with my underwear last night?"

Hand around my shaft, she smiled and replied, "Well, if you hadn't done something with my underwear, I wouldn't have lost control. Caught the smell and couldn't contain touching myself. Now, you need to fix this."

I pinned her head down, slowly applying pressure as I moved. "Let me show you how it's done tonight."