Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 89324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
“How is your relationship with your son now?”
Everything in me tensed. “It hasn’t been easy. He’s never quite gotten over me not being around in those early years. His mother badmouthed me a lot. And a couple of years after I returned home, I left town again, which certainly didn’t help. I’d convinced myself he was better off without me. But I know now that isn’t true.”
“Where did you go?”
“I took a job in Texas. A friend who’d also left the military wanted me to start a home-building business with him. I became a licensed contractor, and we did really well. But in retrospect, moving away was the wrong decision. I told myself that if I could just make lots of money and grow a business, I could make my son proud, maybe build a legacy to pass down. And that would make up for all the time lost. But all he ever needed was my time. He needed me to stick around and tough it out, despite his disdain for me. So moving away for that job meant I’d fucked up again. He and I still have a very strained relationship.”
“It’s never too late,” she assured me. “You seem to think I’m really young, right? Well, you mentioned I was your son’s age. So he’s still young enough that you have plenty of time to make things right.”
I chuckled. “That’s a convenient way of twisting things around. Thank you for trying to make me feel better.”
“You’ve had a lot of loss over the past decade. I hope the next ten years bring you nothing but joy.”
“Why thank you, Doris-Delores.” I reached over to the corner of her mouth to remove a spot of chocolate with my thumb. “Tell me more about your plans for the next decade.”
“Well…” She exhaled. “I still have a year and a half left of school. It’s an associate degree in nursing. I’d love to start saving for a house after I graduate. I’m fortunate that because I’m an only child, my parents are able to help me pay for my education, so I don’t have a lot of debt. I greatly appreciate them for that, and I don’t take it for granted. I plan to pay them back by being wise with my money so I can help take care of them someday, if they ever need it. Honestly, besides being the best damn nurse I can be, I don’t have a lot of firm plans for myself. I want to work hard, but not too hard. And someday, way down the line, I’d like to have a couple of children. I think I want to be happy and healthy more than anything.”
I nodded. “That’s a very wise outlook, because you know, in the end, that’s all there is, health and happiness.”
“I may be young, but I do realize that. I’ve watched my grandparents struggle as they’ve gotten older.”
I couldn’t help but grin. “You come across like you want to be bad, but I fear you’re a good girl with your head on straight.”
She shot me a look. “Why can’t I be both? Why can’t I have my head on straight and also want to have reckless sex with an older man on vacation?”
Fuck. Why did she have to be so damn direct? Moreover, why the fuck was she making sense? I’d only had one drink, so I knew I wasn’t delusional.
I started to sweat. “Why do you want to have sex with older men?”
“I didn’t say I want to have sex with older men. I only want to have sex with one older man.”
“Why me?”
“From the moment I saw you, I was attracted to you. Nothing that’s happened since we met makes me regret swiping right. Because now I know you’re a decent person, too. And that makes you even more attractive.”
A decent person wouldn’t have been imagining her kneeling in front of me with my cock down her throat. A decent man wouldn’t be imagining licking chocolate off her naked body. A decent man wouldn’t be planning to jerk off in the shower tonight to visions of her in order to relieve this frustration.
I cleared my throat. “I think you’re heartbroken over your breakup, and you’re looking for someone who seems the total opposite of that kid who hurt you.”
She shrugged. “Maybe on a subconscious level. But why is that a bad thing? I’m not trying to prove anything to him, but yes, maybe what attracts me to you is the fact that you’re unlike anyone I’ve been with. That’s exciting to me.”
“You’ve been with guys besides him?”
“No. He’s the only guy I’ve ever been with sexually.”
Just as inexperienced as I feared. But damn. How I wished I could show her what it was like to be properly fucked.
“So you want the second guy you’ve ever been with to be some dude you met on a hookup app who’s seventeen years older than you?”