TeenDad2:omg
xVerity: No one’s going to kick you out if you find someone you want to be with. The group requirements are that you’re a single dad when you join. No one’s membership is going to be revoked because they happened to findlove.
LoveHarley: Wait you can have your membershiprevoked?
TeenDad2:HARLEY!
KnotMyProblem: lol classic Harley rightthere
xVerity: We’re a group on a messenger app, not a forum, so… no, haha. That was a mistype on my part. Pretty much, if you’re in, I’m not going to kick youout.
LoveHarley:phew
TeenDad2: Harley, don’t leave me alone with Knot. Gwynning is going out on a date and I’m going to be stuck here all on myown.
xVerity: I’ll be here. Besides, weren’t you going towork?
TeenDad2: Ughhh. You’re right. Guess I better get toit.
KnotMyProblem: Have a good time at work, TD. I’ll be here when you getback;)
TeenDad2: brb gtg to work for the next ten years,bye
Laurence took it as his cue to leave. He said goodbye to the guys, shut his laptop, then rose and double-checked that everything was in place. His suit jacket sat squarely on his shoulders, and his shirt was wrinkle-free. The tie he wore complemented not only the color of the suit, but his skin tone and his dark eyes. The stubble along his jaw and over his upper lip wasn’t too long, and not even the flecks of gray amongst the dark hairs bothered himtonight.
Alex knew what he was getting. He’d pursued Laurence relentlessly at the art gallery and left him wanting more, then agreed to have dinner with him while the memory of their night together was still fresh. There was nothing to worry about. Age wasn’t a factor. At least, allegedly not for Alex. Laurence still struggled to accept that he was attracted to a man closer to his son’s age than his own, but xVerity’s encouragement stuck withhim.
You’re a dad, but you’re also a person, and you deserve to treat yourself from time totime.
Laurence’s phone buzzed. He expected it to be a tagged message from the Single Dads, but instead, it was an attachment from Alex. A picture accompanied by a singleword.
White?
Laurence stared, stunned, at thepicture.
White lace stretched gracefully across Alex’s hip, the shot angled from the outside looking in, so the outline of his cock was visible, tucked snug beneath lace trappings. The picture was too small for Laurence to make out much detail, but when he squinted, he was sure he could see the pink tip of Alex’s cockhead barely peeking out from above the elastic waist. The sight detonated dangerous excitement in Laurence’s gut. He’d never been a fan of lace on men before, butAlex?
There was something different about him. Something that made Laurence’s pulse race just thinking about the mischief in his eyes and the quirk of hisgrin.
Laurence’s phone buzzed again, and Laurence’s heart almost burst from surprise and excitement. Another picture message from Alex. His whole body clenched in anticipation as he waited for the new image to load. He already knew what to expect from the two-word text that accompanied the image, but his heart worked overtimeregardless.
The picture flickered to life on thescreen.
Orblack?
This time, the lace was different. It rose higher and narrower over Alex’s hip, and although Laurence only got a frontal view, he imagined it curving over the firm, rounded globes of Alex’s ass, hugging them close and dipping into the valley that lay between them. He sank down into his office chair and hooked an arm over its back, phone clutched in his other hand. For an indulgent moment, he allowed himself to scroll back and forth between the images, pulseracing.
At last, he sent areply.
Surpriseme.
The response came quicker than he’d anticipated—Alex had to be glued to his phone, waiting to see what mischief he’d caused.Do you really think you’re going to get to see them tonight? Cocky boy. Maybe all I want to do is tease you by letting you know what I’m wearing underneath my suit. What’s going to happen if I don’t let you take me tobed?
Cocky boy,Laurence repeated in reply. He grinned.Do you really think that bed is the only place I want you? What a shame that wouldbe.
And where, pray tell, would you bring me that isn’t abed?
Laurence’s grin grew. Energy coursed through him, flinging him back into his youth as though the last decade and a half had never happened. With Alex, he was wild and full of lust for life, never lost for words, and flirtatious in a way he hadn’t been in years.Surprise me, and I’ll surpriseyou.
