Daddy also feeds me bites of my Chocolate Moose ice cream when we sit to watch a movie. It's delicious, but he accidentally drops a bit on my lap and I scream from the cold and stand up quickly. Daddy apologizes and then has me put my feet on either side of where he's sitting. He uses his tongue to lick the ice cream dripping down my inner thigh, then sucks my dick into his mouth when he sees it getting hard. I end up coming inDaddy's mouth for the second time today. He pulls me down onto his lap and kisses me before he pulls a blanket off the couch and wraps me up like a burrito.
"A very tasty burrito," he whispers and it makes me giggle. I'm so happy.
It's close to ten when both of us start yawning. Daddy is sitting on the couch and I'm in his lap. The fort didn't happen tonight. We have a blanket over us and Daddy's fingers have been grazing over my thighs for the whole movie. My head is resting on his shoulder, his beard tickling my forehead and blocking half the TV from my view. I don't mind it one bit because hearing Daddy's heart beating under my ear is soothing and I'm ready for bed. I keep my hands away from my mouth though, the urge to suck on my thumb— or something— hits me at random points throughout the night. I push those thoughts away because we're having too much fun.
"Daddy?" I don't lift my head but I hear his answering, 'Yes?' through his chest. "Will you help me go potty?"
"Yeah, baby. Do you want to take a shower or bath tonight or in the morning?"
"Morning. I'm too sleepy now. Are you sleeping here?"
"Of course, baby." We stand up and he takes my hand as we walk to the bathroom. "I have a surprise for you too, but let's potty first."
He stands behind me, bodies pressed together, and helps me aim into the toilet. My bladder sings at the release and I sink back into Daddy's chest. "Thank you, Daddy. Tonight was perfect, perfect, perfect."
"You're welcome, baby." He kisses my neck and pinches my butt cheek. I giggle at the tiny pinch. "Now wash your hands while I use the potty too."
Daddy strips out of his clothes and does his business. I watch him while I wash my hands, admiring his body. Daddy's cock is big but not scary big. Amazing big.
"Aussie?" Daddy's voice ends on a laugh and I look up, embarrassed that I got caught watching him. Of course, I've been naked for hours now. "I think your hands are clean enough, baby."
I move over for him to clean his own hands and dry mine on the towel that hangs next to the sink. "What's the surprise?" I ask excitedly.
Daddy steps closer to me and wraps his arms around me. I do the same and lean my head back to look him in the eyes. He dips his head and kisses me. "Next week, I'll be working from home Monday and Tuesday. Then I'm off the rest of the week. So I'll be able to take you to work and pick you up all week. If you want."
"Really?" I can feel my eyes widen and I hug Daddy tighter, bouncing on my toes. "Oh, that's amazing. We can spend so much time together."
"I figured we could split time between here and my place," Daddy says with a smile. "I would like to take you to work and pick you up, but only if you're okay with that, Aussie."
"Yes, Daddy. Please."
"Okay." He kisses me once more. "Now, let's get some sleep okay?"
Therestoftheweek is a total blur.
I can't say it's better, but I'm not staying late. Well, Remi won't let me stay late. He calls me right at closing time and stays on the phone with me until I'm in the car. He's at my house Thursday and Friday night. Each night, we get into our routine. I change out of my work clothes, he has dinner made for us, and then I get some Little time in or we watch a movie or a couple of show episodes. Friday, I have my first interview to replace Jason, but I'm not sure about the girl. She's twenty-three and has had six jobs in the past two years. Her references are okay, but I noticed that they're either family or friends. I'm planning on calling previous employers Monday, but I get an off vibe from her. I don't know what it is. I have two more interviews on Monday as well so it isn't like I have to make a decision now anyway.
Saturday morning feels like it takes forever to arrive. It's a well earned sleep in snuggled up close to Remi. My mind is used to waking up early in the morning but my body fights moving even an inch. Instead, I focus on Remi's face in the dim light. The sun still has another hour before it's up, but I'm close enough to him to see all his features. His hair is short, not to the scalp, but an inch or two long all around. His beard is trimmed and neat but there are spots of gray starting to show. I reach up and brush my fingers over the coarse hairs. His beard connects around his lips to his mustache and my finger follows the path my eyes take. His skin is soft and clear. I've seen his facial routine. It isn't extensive, but he does have two different products that seem to work well for him.
His eyes flutter open and I smile.
"Morning," I whisper. My fingers continue to trail lightly around the line of his beard. I trace around the back of his earand down the side of his throat. I can feel him swallow under my touch.
"Morning, baby." His voice is deep and gruff in the morning. Sexy. So fucking sexy. I move my head forward slightly and press my lips against his. I keep my mouth closed, mindful of morning breath. Remi pulls back first. "Did you sleep well?"
"Very well," I say. "Someone really wore me out last night."
Remi's low chuckle sends pleasure coursing through my body. Who knew that you could get turned on by a laugh? Apparently I can. My fingers move to card through his beard now, dipping to graze over his Adam's apple. Remi's eyes close for a brief moment and I'm just starting to think he's fallen asleep again when his hand moves between our bodies and wraps around my half hard cock. I bite my lower lip but a small moan still escapes my mouth.
I close my eyes and smile. The glide is a little rough with Remi's calloused hand, but not enough to ask him to stop. My mind flashes so many moments together. We've only been seeing each other for a month and a half but I couldn't imagine spending that time alone still. It's been a long time since I've been this happy. Intense pleasure courses through my body and I can feel tears sting my eyes. We're moving together now, Remi's cock sliding between my thighs.
"Hold on, Aussie," Remi says. His body disappears away from mine but I don't open my eyes. In a few seconds, he's back and his hand is slick with lube now. He rubs my inner thighs first and then returns his hand to my cock. It makes everything ten times better and Remi shifts that much closer to me. His cockhead slips between my thighs and I squeeze them together. His answering groan is all I need. I lay there, letting him do most of the work.
We don't share any words and somehow, it feels more intimate that way. His lips press against mine but still I don't open my eyes. I'm fighting back tears of happiness, safety, joy. The room fills with small noises between the both of us. Mine are higher pitched, breathy. His are deeper, grunts and whispered curses as his hips continue to thrust his cock between my thighs. My legs are trembling from tensing the muscles for minutes on end, but I can tell that he's close. We both are.
Remi comes first for once. I can feel his cum against my skin, the stickiness of it mixing with the lube and feel his breath over my face. He rests his forehead against mine as he continues to jerk my cock. I'm breathing heavy, a mix of pure pleasure building and the tears fighting to fall. When I come, it's with a silent cry that Remi kisses away. His tongue finds mine in a passionate kiss and he only stops moving his hand when I lay a hand on his forearm.
We kiss and kiss until neither of us can breathe. He rolls me onto my back and his hands are on my waist. I finally open my eyes when he pulls away from my mouth. In the darkness of the room I document every detail on his face, the way his body feels against mine, how absolutely perfect the moment is. I lift a hand to trace over his glistening lips and smile.
