It hadn’t been easy. Etta had a way of getting to you. She gave promises of friendship or of love so earnest in their delivery it was near impossible not to believe her. Even when evidence to the contrary was presented. She was always ready with an explanation or an excuse. In my case, it wasn’t until I found out that she had four other guys going at the same time we were dating that the truth finally hit. Etta was a borderline psychopath who would do almost anything to get what she wanted. “I should go and check on Katie,” Ashlyn said, when we had shaken hands, making our agreement official. “Alright, sleep well,” I said. Ashlyn got herself up and headed down the hall, leaving me alone with my tumbler. Something I hadn’t experienced in a few years. My bedmates usually stayed for breakfast at my invitation. I may have been a player, but I tried not to be a cad. Despite myself, and against my better judgment, I watched Ashlyn as she left, walking down the long hallway, my eyes on her beautiful, young ass. She was more than a decade younger than me, but that didn’t seem to affect my libido at all. She really was pretty hot. Despite the alcohol and stress of the night, I was still rock hard, and it was all because of Ashlyn. Her suggestion that we might fuck sending my pulse pumping. I restrained myself, mostly because it seemed wrong to take advantage of her desperation but goddamn, I did want to.
Alone, I wondered why I had never noticed her much before. I had certainly seen her around, mostly in the hall while coming or going. Ashlyn seemed to keep to herself and was, therefore, something of a mystery.
Unzipping my pants, I released my big, hard cock, relief washing over me in an awesome way. I tended to wear my pants looser than was usual for my profession. I knew full well my tenancy toward arousal. My overall sex drive not having diminished much since I was younger and falling for Etta's bullshit. She would always fuck me after lying, which made the lies that much more difficult to see.
It was also why I had become a player when I got out of the army. I did pretty well in the army too, despite the fact that the guys outnumbered the women by about a hundred to one, and the fact there were pretty clear rules against fraternization. Though why such a draconian code still exited in the 21st century anyone's guess. Though even then, I could talk my way out of a tricky situation.
Ann liked to joke that the first argument I ever made in court was the time I was nearly court marshaled. It turned out one of my bed buddies had been the only daughter of a five-star general who took some exception to my actions. Fortunately for me, I had been fighting bullies like him since grade school. Huey P. Newton had once said that he had studied the law so he could be a better criminal. I had become a lawyer to help others break stupid laws more effectively and the property laws in California were some of the stupidest around.
Wetting my hand, I wrapped it my hand around my throbbing shaft and started to work it, slowly at first and then a bit faster. My mind, at first blank, focusing on the job at hand, soon enough wandered to Ashlyn. Her curvy figure, her nice ass, big firm tits, and warm smile. I had only ever seen it a few times, but even so, it was the sort of smile that tended to be remembered. I thought about what it would be like to slowly pull down her pants and then bend her over, burying my face into her pussy and lapping at her tender pink lips until she moaned with pleasure. I would use my tongue to bring her to orgasm, her entire body shaking and shuddering in that special way. And then, when she was ready, standing up to my full height behind her and sliding my cock all the way inside her tight pussy. Taking her by the hips, I would fuck her until she screamed, her cries muffled by my hand. As I kissed the back of her neck, I would pull out just in time to deliver my load into her eager, waiting mouth.
I came hard, still thinking about fucking Ashlyn and her swallowing my cum. How good it would be if it were only possible. But I had given my word our arrangement would be just business. Though I couldn’t help but think that it was too bad that the arrangement was fake.
Chapter Six
Ashlyn
When Chase took us out the next day, I wasn’t sure what exactly he had planned. I knew we would have to have some kind of discussion to get our story straight to fool his ex and his sister. Though it was difficult to tell who would need more convincing. If I was to get three guesses as to where Chase was taking us that morning, I still wouldn’t have gotten close.
My stomach was in knots on the drive as it slowly dawned on me that I really didn’t know this guy. He had seemed nice enough the night before and had helped us with the landlord, but I didn’t really know why. And I had gone and told him about my ex, giving him lots of ammo against me should he decide to use it. He was nothing if not clever. Maybe it was all some kind of elaborate trap. That was what my ex would do.
I could hear the music before we arrived. The unmistakable organ-driven joviality of a fairground. Katie bounced and clapped in the car-seat that had just so happened to be in Chase’s car when he brought it back that morning. I would have been more suspicious had the sales tags not been still stuck to the side when I buckled Katie in.
“A fair?” I asked. “I thought Katie might like it,” Chase explained. “I think you were right,” I said, looking back at her having a mini freakout. Having Katie walk between us, having left the backpack at the apartment, we made it up to the entrance gate. Chase paid for all of us in cash. “Right,” he said, when we were out of earshot of the employees, “when did we meet?”
“Well, Katie is twenty months so at least nine months before that,” I said. “Let’s just say six months ago,” Chase said. “Will that work with Katie?” I asked. “It doesn’t matter if they think Katie is mine biologically,” he said. Katie fell down, so I picked her up and carried her, her enthusiasm in no way diminished, cooing and pointing at anything that caught her attention.
“Okay, when did we get engaged?” I asked.
“Three months ago,” Chase said confidently. “Finally decided to make it official, huh?” I teased. “Trust me, anyone who knows me will believe it,” Chase assured me. “Where did we meet?” I asked as we got in line for one of the kiddie rides. “That’s tougher.” “Where would we both be?” I asked, trying to help. “We could just tell the truth — to a degree. You were having trouble with your landlord, and I helped out. I am a lawyer after all, and it wouldn’t be the first bit of pro bono work I’ve done.” “That could work,” I said, thinking it over and nodding my head. The attendant lifted the bar and we all bundled into one of the spinning teacups. I really didn’t think Chase was enjoying himself much, but Katie was over the moon. I reached out and touched his strong hand as the ride started to turn. He looked at me first with surprise then with something that resembled affection. If I didn’t know any better, I could have sworn I felt a spark.
“Donuts?” Chase asked as we got off the ride. “Please,” I said, loving the little donuts they only seemed to have at fairgrounds. After the donuts, we went on a few more rides. It was becoming pretty clear that Katie was getting tired, a trend that cultivated in a full-on meltdown complete with screaming and kicking. I did my best to calm her down, but she wasn’t having it. “Katie,” Chase said firmly, getting down to her level. Katie stopped immediately, turning to look at him. After a moment’s pause, my daughter launched herself at Chase, wrapping her little arms around his neck. He looked at me stunned. Eventually figuring out what she wanted, he picked Katie up and started carrying her back to the car.