EroticReverie

Thomas Marsden

I watch her with the boys, same as I always do. Loving her more each time I see her with them. She has the patience Miranda never had. Miranda is a good mother and I know she loves the boys as much as I do. But Britney has the patience even I lack sometimes. I don’t like to raise my voice ever, but sometimes the boys are just too wild or don’t listen and I lose my patience. But not Britney. It’s like she’s made for it. Granted she’s not with them every single second of the day, but she spends a lot of time with them and it’s usually when they’re at their most rambunctious and moody. But she’s always calm and gentle and soothes their tempers better than either me or Miranda ever could. 

She laughs as Brandon’s face drips with cotton candy flavored ice cream and a giant plop of it falls into his lap. She wipes his mouth for him and cleans the glob of ice cream from his lap as Kyle watches her make a fuss over Brandon. I smirk to myself as he seems to make it his mission to now eat as sloppily as possible just so he can compete for her attention. Or maybe my boys are just messy , sticky slobs that will never learn how to eat ice cream. 

Sure enough Kyle smiles once Britney sees his face and she laughs 

“What on earth” she laughs as she turns to him and wipes his face. 

Kyle giggles as she wipes his chin and she shakes her head. 

I watch the boys continue to make more of a mess and she laughs and grabs her vanilla milkshake and takes a sip as she sits across from me the boys on her sides and sitting as close as they possibly can to her. 

I watch her lips wrap around her straw and am ashamed slightly by the twitch of my cock as I watch her suck the thick white shake through the straw. Watching a hint of it left on her lips before she licks it away. 

I take out my phone and shoot her a text. 

“I’m over here getting hard watching that mouth do what it does best, sucking that straw”  I type and hit send and set down my phone. 

She looks down at her phone as it pings and she looks at the screen and reads it and flips her phone over face down as she smirks at me and rolls her eyes. 

“Pervert” she mouths and I nod slightly with a small smirk. 

I really hope she doesn’t plan on prolonging our plan of her moving in. I wanted her so fucking bad. All the time. I can’t fucking wait to wake up with her everyday. Maybe it’s selfish cause she’s so young. But that’s part of having such a large age gap. She’s on a different time line than I am. Part of me is a bit scared she’ll regret it eventually. Giving away her younger years to start a family with me. Or regret getting into a marriage at eighteen. Or nineteen. All I know is I wanted to marry her soon. And that I was terrified she’ll eventually resent it all. 

I loved the fact that she was young, I can’t lie, but that’s not the only reason I loved her. She’s sweet as hell and she’s beyond great with the boys and they adore her. She’s thoughtful and she’s kind and she’s smart and she’s not afraid to argue with me. I love that she can control herself when arguing. Sometimes easing her voice but lowering it and being able to continue an argument in a civil way, unlike Miranda my ex wife. She doesn’t argue just to argue and she hates arguing as much as I do. But it’s inevitable and honestly I don’t want perfection. A relationship without arguments doesn’t seem real. She doesn’t hold things over my head like Miranda. She doesn’t say she’s fine when she’s not. She doesn’t make me guess what’s wrong when she’s upset. 

After the boys are done eating ice cream she cleans up Brandon and I start to clean up Kyle’s who pushes my hand away. 

“I want Britney to do it!” He says and I laugh and she smiles. 

“I can do it” she says as she finishes Brandon and then turns to Kyle and does the same. Then the boys take off to the little playground right near the ice cream shop as we walk over together and I take her hand in mine. She tenses and does a look around and I hate it. 

“Is this okay, or is it too SOON to hold your hand in public?” I ask and she looks up at me. 

“Dont be a jerk.” She says and squeezes my hand and looks down at our hands and I squeeze hers back and she looks up at me. 

I lean down and she inhales and I smile and place our first public kiss on her lips. It’s short and soft and she blushes and looks around. 

“Get used to it baby” I say to her and she bites her lip. 

“You really think people are going to believe you waited till today to start smooching the babysitter?” She asks quietly as we walk over the glass. 

“Anyone who’s ever laid eyes on you will know I didn’t wait till you were eighteen to kiss you” I smirk and she rolls her eyes. 

“Don’t you think we should wait just a little bit Tom?” She ask and god I hated when she called me Tom. Not because I minded my name being shortened. But because it always meant we were talking seriously and she was anticipating an argument, or we were already having one. 

“I know what you’re saying, and I’m not saying I don’t understand why you want to wait, I’m saying I don’t want to wait, that I don’t care what anyone else thinks, that life is short and im ready to hold your hand and kiss you in public, I’m ready to not have to hide that I’m in love” I say and she stops and turns to me. 

“I want that, all of it, and I shouldn’t care what others think, but I do, especially my parents. And their mother” she says and I frown slightly. 

“Why would you care about what their mother thinks, she has nothing to do with us” I say and she sighs. 

“But she does. I might not like her very much , but she’s their mother , and I respect her for that reason, and she’s going to think we were …you know, while you were still together”

“Then Let her think that, we both know what happened and that I never even touched you once while I was with her” I say and she sighs. 

“I know. But, I’m putting myself in her shoes, she’s not going to be happy about this” she says. 

“She won’t be happy about it whether she knows now or in ten years” I say and she frowns and looks down. 

“I know that” she says and I lift her chin. 

“I’m sorry for telling the boys this morning. Without talking to you first. I was exited , I didn’t mean to upset you.” I tell her. 

“I know. I’m excited too. I want to tell everyone I’m in love with you Tom, I really do. I want to start our life together” she says and I feel my dick twitch. Because  hearing her say it, everytime it gets me hard as hell hearing her say she really wants this. 

She looks down and laughs as the front of my pants tighten. 

“Calm down Daddy” she laughs softly and I groan. 

“Don’t you dare call me that and except me not to get even harder” I growl and she laughs.

“We’re at a play ground Tom that’s highly inappropriate”

“You think my dick can think about anything else when you’re wearing my shirt and calling my daddy and telling me you want a life with me?” I ask and pull her against me and she sucks in a breath. 

“We’re not making out at playground” she hisses softly. 

“When we get home ,you’re gonna suck me like you did that straw” I groan and she bites her lip. 

“Maybe , if you ask really nice” she teases. 

I lean down and bring my mouth to her ear. 

“You WILL get on your fucking knees and suck my cock, I’m not asking , I’m telling you” I growl at her and she grabs my arms and moans softly. 

“Yes daddy” she exhales and I kiss her neck. 

After ice cream we pull into the driveway and the neighbors kids are out. And I see Bruce, their father outside. He waves as Britney helps Brandon and Kyle get out of the car. 

The kids beg to play with the two little girls next door near their age and Bruce walks over and tells me it’s fine and he’ll watch them as I slide my hand behind Britney and place it on her lower back. Bruce’s eyes go to the movement and his brows lift and he looks at me and I smile as I slide my hand to her other side and to her waist and pull her closer to me as she stiffens slightly. 

“Thanks, we appreciate it” I say and Bruce’s brows raise. Clearly catching the “we” and my body language with her. 

“Uh huh” he says questioningly but I just smile and turn with Britney. And slide my hand to her hip and over the top of her ass, knowing he’s watching us walk away and I can’t help it , I drop my hand to her ass and squeeze it and she gasps and gives me a little slap on my chest and she looks over her shoulder and then blushes the darkest shade of pink. 

“He saw that” she hisses and I smile to myself as I open the door. 

“Good, now maybe he’ll stop checking you out everytime you’re outside with the boys” I say and she huffs. 

“He’s married” she argues as if that would keep the man’s eyes from wandering and appreciating her body. 

“And? You think that keeps him from checking out this ass?” I say and give it a slap as we step inside. 

“Youre ridiculous” she says and I shit the door. 

“And you’re not on your knees, fix that” I smirk and grab her face and kiss her. Long and hard and then slide my hands down her neck to her shoulders and gently push her to her knees and she goes down easily. Her eyes on mine as she undoes my pants. 

“Good girl” I wink at her and she glared at me pretending to be annoyed but I know she’s anything but annoyed , at least not by my demanding her to her knees. Maybe a little about the display as we walked away from Bruce. 

“I love that he’s out there wondering what I’m doing with the hot young babysitter” I groan. 

“I wish I could let him watch the way you’re about to suck the cum from right from my dick and into your fucking stomach , show him how much you love to taste my fucking cum” I groan and she moans. 

I smirk. “That turn you on? You want him to watch you suck your man’s cock ?” I ask as I grab the back of her head and pull her mouth towards me as she pulls down my pants. 

I groan as she nods. 

“Fuck, I can arrange it for you baby” I groan. 

“You want someone to watch? We can make that happen” I say and she bites her lip. 

“You want that?” I cock my brow. 

“Maybe” she answers and I grin. 

“Suck me, beautiful, and we’ll talk about what a naughty girl you are later.”