One whole semester done already. I can’t believe how quickly that went by, although part of me is glad to be heading home for the holidays. It’s nice to have some separation from my parents, but I’m close enough that I can hop in the car and be back home the same day. College life has been fun so far, I was very fortunate that one of my friends, Maisy, got into the same university as me. I’m seeing a boy, his name is Jacob. Its early days but he’s cute. I felt like he was more disappointed that I was going home than I was. Maybe he does really like me? I wish he was more, how do I put it, forthright with what he wants. He hasn’t asked me to be his girlfriend yet. He’s quite passive, at first, I wasn’t sure if he wanted to, you know. I feel like I’m often making the first move, why can’t he just throw me on the bed?! I chuckle at the image of Jacob forcing himself on me. As hot as that would be, it just couldn’t be him! Maybe I’ll bring it up with him when we see each other after the holidays. I turn up the radio and lose myself for a moment in the thought of being pinned down and fucked roughly. My thighs fidget a little as I feel a warmth build in my core

 

 

As I leave the inter-state my phone begins to ring. The name ‘Mom’ appears on the in-car system

 

“Hey Mom!” I answer

 

“Hi Sweetie! How far away are you now?” Mom replies, with a tone of excitement in her voice

 

“Not far, I’m off the inter-state now, should be about 30 minutes”

 

“Oh, good you’ll be home just in time for dinner. Your father is just finishing up some business with James. He is staying for dinner as well, I hope you don’t mind”

 

“Sure Mom” I reply. James is one of Dad’s closest friends. They’ve known each other for, well I’m not sure how long, high school, I guess? He’s been around for as long as I can remember. All my friends used to fancy him, it got kind of annoying. I mean he is good looking. Okay, he is more than good looking. He looks like one of those men women describe in smutty novels, 6-foot, 6 pack… you know the type. “Dilf” they’d all refer him as when we hung out and talked boys. I mean “eww” right?! He’s one of my dad’s friends! And besides, he’s not even a dad! I don’t know why he never married, I guess he must reaaallly love the bachelor lifestyle. He was always trying to get Dad to go out partying on a weekend. It irked my mum, although I know she never let on. It’s been a while since I last saw him, it must be close to 18 months now

 

 

I pull up into my parent’s driveway and turn the ignition off, then lean across to look at myself in the rear-view mirror and re-do my ponytail. I didn’t have much time to fix my hair before setting off, so the messy ponytail and bangs will have to do. As I grab my phone and keys and reach for the door handle, I feel an itchiness between my legs. “Oh my god!” I thought, “am I wet?!” I guess I really did enjoy my daydream earlier! I get out the car and open the trunk to grab my suitcase, rearranging myself in the process as I unstick one side of my panties from my leg. “Great” I think, first evening back home at my parents’ house and I’m going to be walking into dinner with wet thighs! “Its fine” I reassure myself, as I breathe out slowly. I unlock my phone and message Jacob, “that’s me home, can’t wait to see you next week! xxx” Oh btw, in the car I imagined us having depraved sex and now I’m all wet. Ha! No delete that last part, we definitely aren’t at that stage yet. I can imagine his face if he saw that message! He wouldn’t know what to do! I close the trunk and wheel my case behind me up my parents’ driveway, then up the stone steps to the front door

 

The doorbell has barely finished chiming when the door swings open, my mom greets me with open arms and a beaming smile

 

“Oh my gosh Briony come here, I’ve missed my baby so much!” as she pulled me in and squeezes so hard I couldn’t breathe

 

“It’s only been a couple of months Mom” I murmured, as my lungs frantically gasped for air, “but I’ve missed you too” I added, as she released her iron grip

 

“How was your drive?” she asked, taking the handle of my suitcase from my hand and wheeling it into the entrance hall

 

“Yeah, it wasn’t bad, only hit traffic once on the highway”. Best I leave out details of my daydream, I thought to myself

 

As I walk into the hallway that familiar scent hits me, home. I could smell my mom’s cooking coming from the kitchen. It wasn’t Thanksgiving yet but she had insisted on doing a huge roast dinner for me coming home, which of course I wasn’t going to refuse. Beats instant noodles, likely my most ambitious meal yesterday…

 

As I walked through the house into the dining room, I saw the table had already been set, “4 placemats?”, I thought to myself. “Oh of course, James is here.” I could hear my dad and him laughing about something in the living room. I guess business has been concluded. As I enter the room my dad notices me and springs out of his chair

 

“Briony! I hadn’t realised you’d arrived!” He bounded over and gave me a big hug

 

“Hey Dad, it’s okay I only got here a few moments ago”

 

“Briony, you remember James, right? I know you’ve not seen each other in a while”

 

 

James stood up from his chair and in an instant, I recalled how tall he actually was. Dad is hardly short, and I’ve grown a few inches in the last few years myself, but James easily towers over the both of us. He must be 6”3 or 6”4 at least. I guess they were really talking shop today. I hadn’t noticed my dad’s work attire when he came over. But now that James had stood up, I couldn’t help it. His broad shoulders enveloped in a charcoal grey suit jacket with matching trousers, crisp white shirt and a checkered tie

 

“Briony, holy hell, you’ve changed a lot since I last saw you” he remarked, his voice gravelly and deep. As he stopped in front of me, I suddenly felt exposed. As I looked up at him, he stared back at me intently with his piercing brown eyes. His short dark hair was swept back and he had a shaped beard.

 

“Oh, yeah, right” I stammered, awkwardly. “Shit Briony!” I thought. “Are you finally seeing what your friends saw over the years?! Pull yourself together!”

 

James broke the silence by outstretching one arm on a wide arc around my shoulder and leaning forward. I put both my arms under his and up his back and tried my best to place my chin on his shoulder. As I ran my fingers up the back of his suit I could feel how well defined his back was. The scent of his cologne filled my nostrils, lowering my guard, pulling me in

 

“So, you’re in college now” James asked, as he retreated slowly, meeting my gaze

 

“Yes, I started a few months ago actually, it’s been kinda fun so far!” ‘Kinda’ fun I thought, I sound like a fucking school girl!

 

James just smiled, he didn’t break eye contact, save for one moment where he looked down at my feet and then back up, almost like he was scanning me, sizing me up

 

I helped my mom take dishes from the kitchen to the table. She really had gone all out. A whole roast dinner, mashed potatoes, vegetables, gravy, macaroni cheese. It all smelt delicious. My belly rumbled, excited at the thought of something hot, something that wasn’t instant noodles for a change

“I just need to nip to the bathroom; I’ll only be a sec!” I shouted to my mom

 

 

As I washed my hands over the basin, I looked at myself in the mirror. “James” I whispered. I knew it was wrong, but that encounter felt, intoxicating. His face, his scent, the way he looked at me intently. Fuck! I clenched my thigh as I felt the heat build inside me again. Was this all because I made myself horny on the drive over? Suddenly I was beginning to regret that daydream in the car. My pussy ached to be filled, and now I’m lusting over one of my dad’s friends! “Just get through dinner” I thought to myself, “you can do this Briony”. I’ll make an excuse that the drive has wiped me out and go to my room. Once inside I can lock the door and my vibrator will take care of the rest. I felt an air of composure fall over me. I dried my hands, opened the door and headed back to the dining room. I’ve got this. If only that feeling lasting longer than the next 5 minutes…

 

My Mom and Dad sat at opposite ends of the table, which meant I was facing James on the shortest part. Great, this is not helping! This table was honestly ridiculous. It could seat 8, and extended up to 12. All this did was make it feel like my mom and dad were sat far away, and James and I were basically having dinner together, with nowhere to look other than directly at one another. He removed his suit jacket and placed it over the back of his chair as he sat down. Not good. His fitted shirt gripped and pulled against his toned body and his biceps bulged underneath. “I bet he would have no problem pinning me down”, my mind lingered on that thought

 

“So Briony, Mom tells me you have a boyfriend” Dad asked inquisitively, as he dropped a dollop of mashed potato on his plate. The conversation barely left college the whole time. I felt like I was being interviewed, which only made me feel more awkward as James studied me, like I was part of the meal. “I’d fucking love that” I thought to myself, as my nipples hardened. For a second I imagined him eating me out on this table as I ran my hand through his hair. My core throbbed once more

 

“Mommmm” I complained, trying not to roll my eyes. “We’ve been over this, he’s not my boyfriend, we’re just seeing each other at the moment, nothing official”. Feeling embarrassed, I picked my phone up from the table and pretended I was reading a message. I felt my face grow warm. At least it wasn’t the growing wet patch between my legs for once

 

My dad chuckled as he poured gravy over his full plate “I don’t understand it, when I was younger if you liked a girl, you asked her out. What is it with this just ‘seeing each other’, eh James?”

 

James didn’t say anything, he just smiled at me and looked at his plate and then raised his eyebrows, before looking at my dad

“Well, you know me Pete, I’ve still not made it past the ‘seeing’ phase” before laughing. My dad joined in “Ha, that is true to be fair! James, when are you going to settle down?”

 

James picked up his glass, “Well I’ve not yet, so probably never”, before taking a sip and rolling the glass in his hand, studying the liquid inside

My mom picked up her napkin and wiped the corner of her mouth before looking at me “James is what we call an eternal bachelor, aren’t you James” before turning her gaze to him, almost disapprovingly

 

“What can I say, work keeps me busy, and I enjoy life to the fullest outside of it” he replied. “And besides, work is going great isn’t it, Pete. We’ve landed some big clients recently. We work hard, and then I play hard for the both us” he smirked at my dad and my dad laughed back. I didn’t know what James and my dad did, I never really cared before. Something to do with finance. I know it paid well, as my mom hadn’t worked since her 20’s. And their house was huge. It felt big when it was just the 3 of us in it

 

 

As we ate dinner, I tried my best to concentrate on my plate, but I couldn’t help but feel James’ burning gaze, every time I looked up, he was staring right at me. I tapped my trainers nervously under the table. I actually felt a wave of jealously, thinking about all the women he has probably bedded over the years. Did he feel jealous that I was seeing someone? Maybe I shouldn’t have protested so quickly that I didn’t have a boyfriend... Oh god Briony come on, snap out of it! But I couldn’t help myself. Every now and again I would catch a whiff of his cologne, and every time I smelt it, I felt my centre getting hotter and hotter. I slowly reached down my skirt with one hand and felt my swollen lips. My clit quivered as my hand pushed against my vagina. My heart began to pound in my chest. I need this meal to end, I’ve got to take care of myself soon

 

“Briony?” With a jolt I was snapped back into the room. I slowly removed my hand from down my skirt

 

“Briony, sweetie, are you okay? I asked if you would mind helping me clear the table?” Mom asked

 

“Oh sorry, err yeah sure mom. Long drive. Feeling a bit run down. Might get an early night” This was my cue. Step 1, assist in clearing the table. Step 2, go upstairs to my room. Step 3, dildo the fuck out of my aching pussy

 

I started clearing the plates and Mom took most of the bigger dishes through. As I came back for James’ plate, I caught his cologne again and he glanced at me as I leant across to pick it up. I couldn’t help but make eye contact again. He smiled, “I hope you feel better soon, Briony”

 

“Thanks, James” I replied, wanting to look away but being unable to break eye contact. I finished collecting the remaining plates and hurriedly made my way to the kitchen. My pants were basically soaking. “Goodnight Mom” I hugged her briskly and made my escape

 

As I got to my room, I shut the door behind me and stood against it for a second, my hands on my forehead. “What the hell was that?” I thought. “Dinner with my parents, who I’ve not seen for a few months by the way. And I’m sat, pulsing, close to rubbing myself off under the table thinking of a man, twice my age, who is sat across from me.” I puff out my cheeks as I try to reassure myself. “It’s perfectly normal Briony, people get the hots over parents’ friends all the time. Remember Maisy? She basically had a crush on Mr. Gibson our old math teacher for like 2 years in high school, and he’s definitely older than James. You just need to release the tension, and then everything will be fine” I tell myself

 

I gather a few things on my bed and place them on my desk and wheel my case over. I was about to lift the case onto my bed to begin unpacking it when I heard my bedroom door open. “Mom, you didn’t see my phone charger downstairs, did you? I had it plugged into the car, I’m wondering if I’ve left it inside”. I assumed it was her that had opened my door. I was wrong. As I stood up and turned around, James was stood in the doorway. His broad shoulders almost filled the frame. His sleeves were rolled up like he’d just washed his hands and he’d unbuttoned his top buttons and removed his tie

 

“You startled me James, I thought you were my mom”. James didn’t say anything. He just stepped inside and slowly closed the door behind him. There was that feeling again. Exposed

 

“Is everything okay?” I asked. James took a few steps towards me

 

“I must say Briony, you took me by surprise. You are a beautiful young woman” he paused in front of me. My lip quivered as I looked up at him. He placed his hand under my chin, and in a second, he leant in, pulling me towards him

 

 

Both his hands were on my cheeks now as he kissed me passionately. His stubble was course on my face and the scent of his cologne filled my nostrils again. I jolted backwards “James!” I stammered, “You’re my dad’s…and…my mom and dad are downstairs!”

 

“I was watching you at dinner Briony” he replied, “you want this as much as I do”

 

“Shit!” I thought, am I really that easy for him to read? Oh Christ, I hope I wasn’t actually rubbing myself at the dinner table” I thought. Dinner was a blur

 

Before I could protest anymore, he leant in again, much more slowly this time, staring intently into my eyes, and then at my lips. I felt myself melt into him as he kissed me. He closed his eyes and put his hands on my hips and pulled me against him. “Fuck” I thought, “he isn’t wrong, I want this. No, I need this!”

 

 

 

I threw my arms around his neck and in an instant, he picked me up with both hands under my backside. I wrapped my legs around his waist. His tongue found its way into my mouth as we kissed.  As he started to work his way from my lips to my cheek and then began to kiss my neck, I moaned loudly. He took one hand and quickly placed it over my mouth and then placed his finger on his lips. He was right. This was not the time and place to be caught, and definitely not the person to be caught with!

 

He placed me down on the bed and as I sat up quickly to begin undoing the buttons his shirt, he pulled my hips towards him and pushed me down flat onto the bed. He put one hand on the inside of my leg and slowly opened my legs before crawling up towards me. “Oh my god” I thought to myself, “this is like my daydream in the car, except it’s not Jacob and it isn’t a dream, this is really happening.” He kissed my inner thigh, and then my stomach. I shuddered and rolled my hips expectantly. As he reached my neck, he kissed me again, and then he looked me in my eyes as he took my wrists in his hands and placed them over my head

 

 

“Don’t. Move” he whispered, as he ran his nose down my cheek before kissing my neck for a third time. I’m soaking wet at the thought of what he is going to do to me. I bite my lip and arch my back as his lips stop at my chest, his hands reach behind my back as I arch and he undoes my bra, tossing it onto the floor beside him. As he lifts my top over my breasts, exposing my rock-hard nipples, he takes one in his hand and gives it a squeeze before taking my nipple in his mouth and beginning to suck

 

I close my eyes and lean into one arm, trying my best not to make a sound as my hips squirm. His other hand reaches down and lifts my skirt up. He must know how wet I am now as he rubs my vulva through my panties. My breathing quickens as he begins to pull them down. He only stops licking and sucking my nipple to take them off, before tossing them to one side. As his hand works its way back up my inner thigh, he takes my other breast in his mouth and begins to give it the attention it craves

 

As his hand reaches my vagina, he parts my lips and pushes his fingers inside. I can’t help it and almost let out a moan as he begins to pump, first slowly and then faster and faster. I open my eyes and look down at him. I want to hold him, run my hands through his hair, but I listen to his command. Doing my best to lie there and take his pleasure

 

He stops caressing my nipple with his tongue and takes his fingers from my vagina. As he sits up, he puts one in his mouth and sucks my juices off, before holding out his other and placing it on my lips. I hold his gaze and take his finger into my mouth, sucking all of me off him, before caressing his finger with my tongue

 

“Good girl” he says, almost impressed that I am succumbing to him so willingly. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end as he utters those words

 

He stands up and quickly unbuttons his shirt. As he takes it off, I finally get to see his torso. His physique is amazing. Big strong arms and toned chest and abs. As he removes his belt and lowers his trousers, I see the bulge in his pants. I can make out the definition of his shaft, eagerly wanting to be released. His cock must be massive!

 

 

Before he takes his pants off, he leans down and pulls my hips to the edge of the bed. He places his hands on my inner thigh and spreads my legs apart. He gets down on his knees and his mouth finds my lips, his tongue parts them and pushes its way inside. Another moan almost escapes me as I arch my hips into him, wanting him to reach deeper and deeper. His hands hold onto my waist, almost locking me into position as his tongue works its way onto my throbbing clitoris and he begins to suck. “Fuck, I am so close to cumming all over his face!” His tongue caresses me up and down, tasting me before sliding back into my hot, wet centre. My hips begin to squirm as I edge closer to climax. Before I can, he stops, fuck why did he stop? He stands up and hurriedly pulls his boxers down. His cock bounces as it comes out and I can’t help but stare, hungrily at it. I was right, it is big, bigger than any I’ve seen up this close

 

 

He grabs a pillow and places it under my head and then holds my legs in place. As he positions himself, he taps my pussy with the head of his cock before moving it to my entrance. Then he slides the tip in. I close my eyes as a wave of pleasure washes over me. I relax into the bed as I try my best to take him inside me. As he slowly starts to thrust my body trembles as an orgasm ripples through my body. I can feel every movement as my walls tighten around him. I open my eyes as my orgasm comes to a pulsating close and I look down and watch him fucking me. “This is so fucking hot” I think to myself

 

 

As he starts to pound me, harder and harder, his hand grips my jaw and he pushes another finger inside my mouth. He smiles, as if he knows I am his. In this moment I was, he can have me anyway he wants. And he did...

 

 

He turns me over onto all fours and enters me from behind. “Holy shit” I thought, he felt even bigger from behind. I try my best to open myself up to him and push my face into the bed, but he grabs my hair and softly says “look at me”. As I turn to him, my eyes meet his and he smiles again as he starts to thrust in rhythm. This was what I wanted. This was what I needed. Someone who wasn’t afraid to use me

 

 

I couldn’t take any more on my knees, his cock was too big, so I laid out flat on the bed. Our bodies were so in sync he knew just what I needed, and he climbed on top of me in an instant and slowly entered me prone. I gasped as he began to thrust inside me. This was easier to take. I could tell he was close as his breathing was quickening and laboured, so I did my best to turn to him. “Cum for me” I whispered, whist gazing up at him and biting my lip. I arched my ass up as his pace quickened. I felt him release as wave after wave pulsated inside my pussy. As he lowered himself onto me, I felt the weight of his body, and he kissed the back of my neck.

 

We hurriedly got dressed, often making eye contact. I had to rush to the bathroom part way through getting dressed as I could feel his hot cum oozing out of me. As he reached the bottom of the stairs, I heard my dad, who must have been back in the dining room say “Oh James, there you are, where have you been?”

 

“Shit! I thought, I’d completely forgotten about mom and dad downstairs!

 

“Oh, the bathroom Pete, stomach ache. I’m sorry can we take a rain check on that whiskey, I’m going to head off home”

 

“Ha, look at you, maybe you have changed after all. Never one to say no to a drink! Okay no problem, see you next week”. He said, almost smugly. “Yeah, if only you knew what we were just doing upstairs dad, you wouldn’t be so smug…” I thought

 

As I heard his car drive off down the street, I lay back and starfished across my bed, staring up at the ceiling. My body was happy, satisfied. Nothing was going to be the same after this. I’d had the taste of a real man. And I wanted more

 

To be continued...