EroticReverie

Thomas Marsden 

After I get one of the best god damn blow jobs I’ve ever had in my life, I fuck Britney on the floor of the foyer. 

Once we’re cleaned up she has to go home for her birthday because her parents are taking her to dinner and then her friends are throwing her a birthday party. 

I walk her to her car and Bruce is still outside with the kids as they play tag in the front yards. She looks to Bruce as I lean in for a kiss. 

“Tom” she whispers. 

“Kiss me goodbye Britney” I groan and she looks up at me and I smile and she licks her lips and then places a hand on my chest and goes up on her toes and plants a kiss on my lips. I grab the back of her head. Kissing her again. Feeling her hand grab my shirt and her mouth parts as my tongue pushes past her lips and I groan as her tongue meets mine. It’s a short kiss but fuck , it’s a damn good one. 

She goes back to her feet and gives me a little shove. 

“Show off” she laughs softly and I grin. 

“Call me later” I tell her and she nods. 

“Boys, come say goodbye” I yell over my shoulder and Kyle and Brandon come running and crag into her sides and wrap their arms around her. 

“Bye!” They say before running right back to play with the girls. 

“Bye baby” I say with another soft kiss on her lips. 

“Bye daddy” she says quietly and I groan. 

“Get in your car before I take you inside and tie you down and keep you all to myself” I warn her and she smiles. And she kisses me once more before getting into her car and pulling out of the driveway. 

I watch her drive off. 

“So” Bruce says now standing near me and I turn my head to him and lift my brow. 

Bruce was a friend of mine. We didn’t hang out much but I considered him a friend nonetheless. Sharing the occasional beer together as we watched the kids play. Inviting him and his wife and kids over when I cooked out a few times. We talked here and there about sports and stocks and the basic guy shit. 

He waits for me to answer his unspoken question as he looks at her car round the corner at the end of the street and looks back to me and I just smile. 

“You gonna make me ask?” He asks. 

“Ask what?” I reply with a cock of my head and he laughs and shakes his head. 

“Think we need to have a beer Tom” he says and I laugh. 

“Sounds good to me” I say and he chuckles as I follow him into the garage and he pulls two from The fridge and we both sit in two chairs he pulls out as we watch the girls demand the boys push them on the two tree swings in the front yard. 

As we crack open the beers and take a few sips he sighs. 

“Fine. I’ll ask.” He says and I grin to myself just watching the boys push the girls on the swings. 

“Are you fucking your babysitter?” He asks quietly. 

“Yes” I answer without hesitation and can feel his shock. Even though he assumed it already. 

“Jesus, really? Isn’t she …young?” He asks. 

“Turned eighteen today.” I say and he curses. 

“Youre telling me you JUST started fucking her today?” He asks and I smile to myself. 

“No. That’s not what I said.” I say. 

“Shit man. How long?” He asks and I can tell that he’s jealous, that he’s envious of me. And I love it. 

“Bout a year” I say and he curses again. 

“Shit man. Does Miranda know?” He asks. I shake my head. 

“Not yet. But she will. She’s moving in with me.” I say. 

“Who? Miranda?” He asks and I laugh and shake my head. 

“No jackass. Britney” I laugh as I look at him and his jaw hangs open 

“So you’re not JUST fucking her?” He asks. 

“Nope” I say and take a sip of beer. 

“Shit, lucky son of a bitch” he mutters and I laugh and look at him. 

He’s just shaking his head and staring at nothing. 

“Man , that’s some hot shit, our baby sitter is my wife’s fucking mother” he says and I laugh. 

“I didn’t fuck her while I was with Miranda. It started after she left” I say. 

“If that girl was MY Babysitter, not sure it’d matter if I was married or not” he says and I smirk. 

“You wouldn’t cheat on your wife.” I tell him. 

“Might for the babysitter fantasy” he mutters and I shake my head. 

I wasn’t a cheater. Sure I’d done it a few times when I was younger and stupid. But then I got cheated on by a girl and realized how much it fucking sucked and never did it again. So even though I wasn’t happy with Miranda. I still never cheated. 

“Fucking lucky” he mutters and shakes his head and I laugh. 

“Sure am. Teenagers definitely fuck better now than they did when we were their age.” I say. Because it’s the fucking truth. Porn and sex were everywhere. They knew things and learned things from the fucking Internet that we had to learn the old fashioned way. Through experience. 

“You fuck other teenagers?” He asks with envy. 

“No. Just her” I laugh. 

“Fuck.” He mutters. “She’s damn hot. You lucky bastard”

I smile. “I know.”  

“I’m lucky if I get it more than once a month ,  it feels like” he mutters. 

“That’s rough” I say and he nods. 

“Youre tellin me. My wife is hot as fuck and always telling me she doesn’t feel sexy and no matter what I do or say she’s got it in her head thay just because she’s put on weight thay I don’t want her , when all I do is try to fuck her” 

I wouldn’t deem his wife hot as fuck. She was attractive I guess. But I would now also compare any woman to Britney. And none of them came close. 

“You thinking about divorce?” I ask and he huffs. 

“No, not at all.  I love her, but damn, our sex life is nothing like it used to be, and sometimes, I feel like a fucking asshole, but I need SOMETHING ya know? I’m a fucking man for Christ’s sake” he says and I nod.

I pull out my phone and pull up a picture of Britney in lingerie on my bed and turn the phone to him. 

He looks and then grabs the phone as he curses. 

“Fuck, that’s what I need , one of those, shit, you lucky bastard” he says and I grab my phone back and he huffs. 

“You got more of those?” 

“Yes and you’re not seeing them, that was a pity share” I say and he curses. 

“Asshole” he says and I laugh. 

“Fuck she’s hot” he groans. “Let me see it again” and I laugh. 

“Cmon, let me live through you” he says and I laugh and flip to another picture.  She’s in the same lingerie , bent over on the bed on all fours and looking over her shoulder at me biting her lip. 

I show him. 

“Good god, fuck” he says and takes my phone and I watch him zoom in on her ass. 

“God , she’s got such a hot ass” he groans and I nod as he keeps admiring it. 

“She loves anal” I offer. And he curses. 

“Fuck, my wife has never let me take her in the ass” 

“Miranda didn’t either” I say and take my phone back. Deciding he’s had enough. 

“Fuck, I need a babysitter like her” he says again and I laugh. 

“Again, you wouldn’t cheat on your wife” I remind him. 

“But I’d love to look. I’d love to just have something like that to look at” he says and I smirk and think to myself and then take another sip of beer. 

“What if I told you she might let you look at her?” I ask and he jerks his head. 

“Your babysitter?” He asks eyes wide. 

“My girlfriend. Yes” I say and his mouth drops. 

“I….you think she would? You’d let me?” He asks. 

“She’s a dirty little thing.” I smirk and he shifts in his seat probably getting hard from just the thought of it.

“Shit” he says. Then nods. “I mean. Yeah. I want to see her.”

“Hmm” I hum and take a sip of my beer. 

“I’ll see what she says then.” I say and stand. 

“Shit” he curses and I call the boys to come inside. 

“Make sure you really want to.” I tell him as I walk with the boys to our front door. 

“I do” he says and I smirk and nod and go inside.