Daddy's Best Friend

You ever just have a crush on somebody, but know you'll never get the chance to be with them? Yea, I thought that too. It was the year 2020, I had to fly home for my father's funeral. I was sad, very vulnerable. I knew I'd see him; he was my dad's best friend. I've wanted him for as long as I can remember. His smile, his smell, his oblivious mindset. I would flirt and flirt with him and he'd never think twice about it. I'd go as far as wearing a white t-shirt with no bra just to see if he was paying attention, knowing my father would yell at me if he ever knew.

My plane landed and there was his text, "Did you land yet?" my heart skips a beat.

I don't know why during a time like this I'm thinking about this man undressing me. Maybe it's the thought that your husband is in bed, halfway around the world with other women, and has been lying to you the whole time. Maybe this was my time to get even, or maybe what you needed to open your eyes to leave. Maybe both?

"Yes, I did" With a smiley face I send it back.

I got my rental, and I headed right for him. I feel overwhelmed with thoughts. I got there, first was a tight big hug. I haven't smelled or seen him in years. I felt safe at that moment. We talked, everyone else spoke to me and all I could think about was him. I'm a horrible person at this moment. I asked for help at my father's house the next day, knowing he'd offer.

I go to my father's house the next day and start cleaning up. Then I hear him pull up, but I must play it cool. My MIL is over and knows nothing of what her son is doing across the world. Or the revenge playing over and over in my mind. After hours of cleaning and going down memory lane, I offer him a movie or food. The movie was a no go so food it was. We went to the only restaurant open at 8:30 pm on a Thursday during COVID. We sat down and ordered two plates of pasta to share. The phone rings, it's my best friend. When she finds out I'm with him, she's going to blow my cover. She was checking in on me, and before the call could end, she does it, she asks who I'm with. I don't know how to answer the question.

She says, "You're with him aren't you whore".

He laughs and says "Yes, she's with him?"

"Oh see what you're doing there, getting some dick while in town."

I blush and say "NO!!!"

He says " wells its been awhile for me so its okay with me."

The call ends, the pasta is almost done, and the talking slows down. I pay and we walk to our cars. Talk a little bit more, before I finally make my move.

"You want to come back to my room and watch a movie since we couldn't go to one?"

He thinks about it for a second and says, "fuck it yea what the hell."

"Okay follow me there". I say back.

We drive to the hotel I'm staying at to hide away from everything and everyone during this time. We walk to my room, dirty thoughts going through my head of all the nasty things I want to do with him. I've dreamed of this thing for years and I'm finally going to get it. I put Godzilla on, the newest one. I changed into a big shirt for the bed. I sit with him on the couch and slowly inch my way to him, Before I know it, I'm laying my head on his shoulder. We look at each other and I go for it, I kiss him. My heart drops, my mind racing and jumping up and down. This is happening!!! THIS IS HAPPENING!!! His hands are on my breast, I moan in his mouth. Before I know it, I'm reaching for his rock-hard cock. Kissing, hands all over each other. I pull out his throbbing cock, and before I know it, I'm sucking on my biggest crush's cock. I feel him grow even more in my mouth, I slowly suck the head, before licking his whole cock up and down. Letting my mouth drool all over his hard, throbbing cock! I moan as he strokes my mouth repeatedly. My pussy is dripping and throbbing ready for him to slide his fingers inside me. I can't take him anymore; I jump on top of him and start riding him. Up and down, up and down I go.

"You like my cock?" He moans while thrusting in me.

"Fuck yes!!! Fuck me please!!!"

He continues to stroke my pussy before we move to the bed. I take my shirt off with nothing underneath, he strips down to absolutely nothing. Wow, this is happening, He throws my legs up over his shoulders and strokes me fast and hard. My god he is amazing, I can feel him throbbing inside me, I beg him to cum, I can't handle it anymore. He pulls out and cums all over my tits and stomach. He moans loudly as he finishes.

Hands over my face,"I just fucked my biggest crush".

He laughs and thinks I'm joking. I blush under my hands. We cleaned up and lay in bed. I'm thinking he is going to leave at any moment now. The anxiety of not knowing was killing me inside. The light shuts off.

I look over, oh you're staying with me?"

"Yes, I am" He covers us up and holds on to me tight.

He woke me up three more times that night, sliding his cock deep inside me. The last time I begged him to stop. I couldn't cum anymore. I felt so satisfied for the first time in years. He gave my pussy a heartbeat. He stayed until work the next morning, leaving early. He texted me all day, checking in on me. I felt seen, wanted, and desired. I waited all these years, now I can't stop thinking about him for real. His cock in my mouth, his hands around my thighs, the flashbacks give me chilling. I must see him again.