The Book of Brooke

Chapter 4

 I get back to the house after taking the bus and this time I use my key. I don't want to disturb Jacob's pool event more than I need to. When I open the door, I gasp and clutch my chest because I'm not expecting Jacob to be right in front of the door and he is. And I've just opened the door in his face.

"Ow!" He yells, holding his nose and scrunching his face.

"Oh my god, Mr. Cohen I'm so sorry."

"It's Jacob. And it's alright." He looks back at me. "Hey, you're back early. Where's Mikey?"

"Mrs. Cohen took him. We were at Mc--uh... a salad bar. She wanted to spend the day with him and told me to come back here for my pay."

I hear his phone ding with a notification and he checks it.

"Oh, it's right here. She just texted me." He says, putting his phone back in the pocket of his swim shorts. "Here, come on. I'll write up a cheque for you."

"Don't you need to get back to your networking event?"

"Oh, they'll be fine for a few minutes. They're already getting along better without me." He says, laughing. For a second it makes me smile but then I'm reminded that this man is married.

I follow him back to the top floor of the house and watch him go into his bedroom. He notices me standing in the doorframe and looks back, raising an eyebrow.

"What are you doing all the way over there? Come in." I come into his bedroom as he sifts through a drawer trying to find his cheque book. "Hmm, I think that it might be in the closet, can you look through that drawer some more while I check?" He points to another drawer and goes into the closet.

The closet with the rubber dildo.

I try to put it out of my mind as i look through the drawer, but before i dig too far he comes back out with the book.

"Found it!" He says, holding the cheque book in the air. He steps next to me and leans over to write on the cheque using the flat surface of the top of the drawer and when I look up I find that his crotch is right next to my head. I don't know what to think and I really want to stand up but I also kind of want to keep looking. I can't help but wonder how big it is.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by him clicking the pen and finishing the cheque. I quickly stand and we're close, too close. There's barely any room in between us, two inches or so. He hands me the cheque without moving back. I take it wordlessly.

And then I kiss him. He pushes me away, staring at me and I'm turning red. But then he kisses me back. He kisses me hard, passionately and long. It's like he's hungry and I'm feeding him with my tongue. He's got his hands on my back, I've got mine in his hair, standing on my toes to reach his face. He pulls me impossibly closer and I forget every reason there is not to be attracted to him.

He lifts me up so i don't have to stand on my toes and I feel his penis growing harder and harder. I don't care about anything right now except getting his cock inside of me. He pushes me against the wall, kissing down my neck.

"Jesus fucking christ." I moan.

"God I've wanted you ever since you walked through my door." He tells me, kissing down my stomach now. He unzips and unbuttons my pants and starts licking me, stimulating my clit with his tongue. I let out a loud moan and he doesn't stop. He starts in circles and then up and down and it's like he's a god with his tongue. He reaches his hand up and grabs at my breasts, rubbing my nipple through my shirt with his thumb while he licks.

He brings his hand back down and licks his fingers. He starts teasing me with his finger, standing back up and kissing me again. He whispers in my ear, "God you're so wet."

I know.

He slips a finger inside of me, and then another, thrusting his hand up and down and making me moan even louder. He goes even faster, even deeper and even better. He's kissing my neck and he's breathing on my shoulder as he fingers me and I want nothing more than to return the favor.

I take his hand out of my nono zone and get on my knees, lowering his shorts and revealing his big, thick and juicy nine inch cock. It's rock hard and I've never seen one before, so this is definitely raising my expectations. I start sucking him off, licking the tip before taking the rest of his member into my mouth. I can barely fit half of it in my mouth so I pump the base with my hand while bobbing my head up and down on the other half. He grabs the back of my head, moving it back and forth. He groans in pleasure and I massage his balls with my left hand while stroking his dick with my right and my mouth over the rest of his shaft.

And then he cums. Thick, white and gooey semen straight into my mouth. It tastes salty and rich and it flows over and and over again, every time I think it's stopping it still goes on. I swallow each mouthful as it comes, wiping my mouth when it's done.

He pulls me back up to him, positioning his penis to my opening. But then I stop him.

"What? What's wrong?" He asks, suddenly concerned.

"It's just..." I say, trying to spit the words out. "I'm a virgin."

"You are?" He asks. I nod. "That's okay. We don't have to do anything that you don't want to."

Goddamnit, hot, sexy, and a gentleman? What the fuck am I going to do now?