Yes, Daddy

Chapter Thirteen Ethan

                    Ethan

I lay in her bed, the smell of our sex still filling the room and my nostrils. The sound of her shower can be faintly heard coming from her bathroom. It’s taking all of my mental strength not to walk in on her and watch as she scrubs her gorgeous, naked, petite body. My cock begins to harden as I think back to being inside of her last night.

Would she really mind me walking in on her now and fucking her up against the steamy window? Both of our bodies dripping wet as we fight to take control of each other.

“No. Give her some space. Don’t come across too needy.” I say to myself, stifling a laugh from within as I think back to last night and almost kidnapping her from her date with my brother. “That was pretty needy,” I say to myself once more, nodding in agreement with my own thoughts.

The shower is turned off as I watch the door to her bathroom, opening slowly.

“Good morning, Mia.” I smile as I pull the covers back from my naked body, looking down at my morning erection.

“Mmm. Good morning, Mr. Jones.” She drops the thick white towel that she had wrapped around her small frame to the floor — unveiling her beautiful naked body to my eyes.

“Why don’t you come and say good morning properly?” I ask with a wink.

“I could do, sir.” She walks over towards me, leaning over and softly kissing my lips. “But, I need to get ready for work. I’m going to be late, and my boss is a complete asshole.” She kisses me once more before bouncing back up and grabbing her towel.

“Fair point. Don’t want to get in trouble with your boss now, do you? He might want to discipline you.” I wink as I sit up o the edge of her bed.

She is watching as she pulls a tiny black thong from her drawer, salivating like a dog as I watch her step into it. 

Fuck, she’s hot.

“Let me drive you to work this morning. I need to go home and get showered and into a new suit, so I’ll be in later on this morning.” Pulling my own underwear up over my modesty.

“You don’t have to do that, Ethan. What if we are seen?” 

“I insist. Plus, nobody will see us. Trust me.”

I watch as she slips herself into a beautiful but progressional looking black dress, slipping her feet into sexy black heels. Tying her damp hair up into a bun, looking very much the sexy secretary.

                                 ~~~

As we arrive at the office, I can’t take my eyes from her as she pulls herself out from the passenger seat, carefully holding the coffee we just stopped off for en route trying her best not to spill any from the container.

“Have a good morning, Mia. I’ll see you in a few hours.”

“Thanks again for the lift, Ethan. I really appreciate it.” She leans back in through the car window; I watch as a man walking past the car, stares at her ass as she is bent over. Jealousy got the better of me once more.

“Go. Before you’re late. Don’t want to upset this boss of yours.” She smiles in response and begins to walk away from the car and into our office.

I watch as the pervert who was ogling her, looks back once more. It’s taking all of my self-control not to reverse this car back up on to the sidewalk and knock the fucker down.

Snapping myself out of my rage, I pick up the coffee cup from the holder beside me and take a big swig to help calm myself down.

Pushing the car into first gear, I drive off and head towards home. My skin still has the feel of dirty sex, I know I need to scrub myself clean, but I don’t want to rid her smell from my body, I can still taste her on my lips and smell her through my nostrils.