Halloween Night with My BF's Dad

A STORMY HALLOWEEN NIGHT WITH MY BF'S DAD

This is for the 2026 Halloween Contest.

As always, your votes and comments are very much appreciated.

©2026 by the author using the pen name Smuttyandfun

Everyone in this story is over the age of 18 and more than happy with everything that's going on.

Rebecca

My friends had all decided that instead of wearing anything scary, we'd try to outdo each other to see who could come up with the sexiest Halloween costume.

Busty Mandy said she'd already picked out a French maid costume that really made her boobs pop, like she needed more cleavage.

Cindy, with a perfect hourglass figure, was going as a Playboy Bunny.

While Jayne, who never liked to dress up, surprised us when she decided that she'd be dressing like a dominatrix in a black leather bustier with thigh-high leather boots, and she'd even be carrying a whip.

When we told our guy friends, they had some pretty wild ideas. Mandy's brother Todd said he'd be going as a dick, with a tight nylon sleeve over his body and two big balls on his feet, and of course, he'd be squirting some kind of liquid.

Our friend Mikey thought it would be fun to dress like the cowboy from the Village People, with nothing under his chaps, so we could all get an eyeful of his backside.

Most of our friends told us we'd have to wait until Halloween, so they could surprise us. We imagined it was going to be a really fun night.

My best friend Cindy offered to have the party at her place, since her father, the CEO of a health products company, would be away on business. And since her mother lived in California with her new hubby, she wouldn't know about the party.

Halloween night, as I drove up to her house, I loved the scary-looking skeletons she had dangling from the trees. And I knew someone had to be crafty, when I noticed the graduated line of intricately carved pumpkins trailing down the steps, with a tiny one at the bottom and a big fat one on the top step, surrounded by pots of bright yellow mums.

The wind was howling as I wrapped my trench coat around me, hopped out of my little Civic, and raced up the stairs to the front door and rang the doorbell. It was such a wickedly cold, windy night, I just couldn't stop shivering.

No surprise I was cold, considering that under my coat, I was only wearing a sheer pink camisole and tiny boy shorts. I could really feel the cold air whipping around me, cutting into me like a knife, while I kept pressing the doorbell, wishing Cindy would answer.

Out of nowhere, a loud thunderclap boomed overhead. I pulled up my collar as it suddenly started coming down in buckets, as the wind picked up, tossing everything around and driving the rain sideways.

The gusts were so strong I grabbed the doorknob and hung on; afraid I was going to get blown off my feet or even drown with how hard the rain was coming down.

When the door suddenly flew open, I gasped when I found myself staring into John Cooper's sexy blue eyes. Normally accustomed to seeing him in a suit and tie, I couldn't believe how hot he looked, barefoot, in just a thigh-length black satin housecoat that really showed off his furry chest and nicely muscled thighs.

I must have looked like a deer caught in the headlights, because I never expected the object of my desire to answer the door, especially when I thought he'd be away on business.

"Rebeccca, you must be freezing, come in and get out of the cold." As he ushered me in, a colorful trail of fall leaves blew into the foyer, making the hair on the back of neck stand on end, the way it circled us before it blew back outside.

"Wow, that was weird," I said, as he slammed the door shut and locked it.

Once I stepped inside, I felt surprised as I noticed no one else was around, and I couldn't hear any music playing.

He chuckled when he noticed how I kept looking around, wondering where everyone was. "I guess you never got Cindy's text. When I called and told her that my flight had been cancelled because of the storm, they decided to move the party to Kimmy's place."

The way the wind was howling, and the rain was hammering on the windows, I couldn't imagine having to drive through the storm to get to the party. But since I didn't have much choice, I said, "Then I guess I should head over there. Although I'm not sure where Kimmy lives now, because she just got her own place."

We both turned and looked out the living room window when a loud crack of thunder boomed overhead, as a bright thunderbolt lit up the night sky. The eerie way the wind was howling sent shivers down my spine, as we watched the skeletons dancing in the trees as they twisted in the wind.

John pointed at the basement door. "There's a tornado warning for the whole county. So, I think we'd better head down to the basement until it passes."

I followed right behind him, glad that he had a basement, which hopefully would keep us safe.

"I grabbed a couple of flashlights, just in case," he said, pulling them out of his pockets as the lights began to flicker.

We had just made it downstairs, and the lights went out. "Don't worry, Rebecca, we'll be okay. I've got a camp lantern in the storage room."

When he found the light and put it on the coffee table by the long, leather couch, I flinched when I realized my coat was so wet, I was dripping all over the floor.

"Rebecca, you should take your coat off, you're soaked."

Without even thinking, I started peeling it off, and when he pointed at the bar, I hung it up to dry on one of the bar stools. When I turned and noticed his eyes had gone dark as coal, a little shiver raced through me as he raked me over from the top of my waist-length blonde hair, over my scantily clad body, down over my bare legs to my six-inch heels.

Shaking his head, he mumbled, "Wow! You look amazing."

I could feel my cheeks burning as I tried to explain. "I don't normally dress like this. But we decided, instead of going for something scary this year, it might be fun to see who could dress the sexiest."

His eyes focused on my perky breasts and painfully erect nipples, he nodded. "Well, I don't know what the rest of them are wearing, but considering that outfit leaves nothing to my imagination, I'd say you won."

I smirked when I noticed the bulge in his housecoat, growing more pronounced as he stared. Obviously, Mr. Cooper was getting aroused at the sight of me in my naughty Halloween outfit.

Since I'd always had a thing for him, I was more thrilled than nervous about being trapped alone with him in the basement with a storm raging outside. Because anything could happen on a night like this. And if I was lucky, we might even step over the line.

Just imagining how crazy hot it would be if I stripped him out of his housecoat to get a look at his nice, toned bod was enough to get my nipples throbbing, and heat pooling between my thighs.

Looking down at myself, I realized the outfit I'd picked was more revealing than I'd thought. I was basically naked, and he could not only see my bare breasts, I'm sure he could see the outline of my slit.

His chest heaving, he couldn't tear his eyes off me, as I got up the courage to step a little closer.

Just then the lights came back on, and holy smokes was he ever aroused. The front of his housecoat looked like it was standing at attention, because he had an erection that wouldn't quit.

I guess deciding we should dial it back and try to behave, he cleared his throat and pointed at the wine and cheese board sitting on the coffee table. "Why don't we have something to eat and maybe watch a movie?"

When I noticed the lotion and box of tissues on the end table, I smiled to myself when I realized what he'd been watching.

Because he'd been on his own for a couple of years, ever since he and his wife split up, I imagined he occasionally had to take matters into his own hands.

But now that we were trapped down here together, and I was in the mood to play, I thought we might as well enjoy ourselves.

And if this Halloween turned out to be our last night on earth, we might as well go out with a 'bang.'

I was sipping my second glass of wine, admiring the witches and spiderwebs hanging from the ceiling that Cindy had placed around the room for the party, and I almost choked when he turned the TV on to a porno flick already in progress. A cute little blonde with huge breasts had her legs spread wide, and a big burly guy had his head buried between her thighs, growling as he feasted on her.

"Oh, damn, I'm sorry." Cursing under his breath, he dropped the remote as he scrambled to turn it off.

"It's okay, Mr. Cooper. You can leave it on, because I'd love to see what his next move is, and how they get each other off."

Eyes wide, he looked over at me, shocked. "But what would Cindy think if she knew we were watching something like this together?"

"Knowing your daughter, she'd just laugh and would want to know if we got it on while we were watching."

When I glanced down and noticed he wasn't wearing anything under his housecoat, and his fully erect cock felt like it was staring right at me, nearly begging me to have a taste, it looked so inviting, I almost dropped to my knees and crawled over to give it a kiss.

My eyes really popped when I glanced back at the screen and saw the way the pretty blonde was quaking and moaning as he slid two fingers inside her and gave her a little finger bang, to get her ready for the big monster that was dangling between his legs. Without even thinking, I spread my thighs, slipped a hand between my legs and started stroking my clit.

As I worked my pussy into a quivering mess, my eyes kept darting from Mr. Cooper's long, thick erection, which was already oozing, back to the action on the screen. I was so aroused I felt like I was going to crawl right out of my skin, if something didn't happen soon.

John

If I'd known that my daughter Cindy's friend Rebecca might wind up here tonight, I would have made sure I had some clothes on, and I sure as hell wouldn't have been watching porn when she arrived.

But since we were riding out the storm together, and we were almost naked, and both painfully aroused judging from the way she was furiously working her kitty, I wondered what she'd think if I offered to take care of her, like the guy on the screen.

I had always been drawn to her, despite her being half my age at only twenty-one. Not only was she gorgeous with all that long blonde hair, those big green eyes, and killer body, but she was super bright and had a wonderful sense of humor. And whenever we talked, I noticed she was a lot more mature than the others.

Since I knew she didn't have a boyfriend, I thought, why not? We were both single, so we wouldn't be hurting anyone. And I knew we'd both feel a lot better once we'd climaxed.

While I was busy musing about what she might enjoy, my jaw almost hit the floor when I realized the sexy little minx had crawled down between my legs, and she was now smiling straight up into my eyes as she smoothed her hands over my inner thighs, while her curious little fingers made their way up to my erection.

"May I?" she asked sweetly, grinning when she touched a finger to my swollen crown, gently smearing the pre-cum over the length of me, right down to my balls.

"Please." I nodded breathlessly, as I unbelted my housecoat and cast it aside.

"Wow, Mr. Cooper, you've got an amazing body," she remarked, as she smoothed her warm, soft hands across my abs, and through my chest hair, until she was stroking her hands along my jaw, staring into my eyes with her tits heaving.

"You know I've always had a thing for you," she confessed. "Some of the other dads are kind of cute, but you're definitely the hottest. And I didn't even know how well you were hung." She grinned as she wrapped her hand around me and stroked me in her fist. "But you've got such a beautiful, big cock. It's just so nice and thick and long, and it's straight as an arrow."

"Uh... thanks?" I chuckled to myself, as I realized that no one had ever complimented me on my dick before.

She laughed, and leaned in close, brushing her breasts over my thighs, as she cradled my balls in her hand, and lashed out her tongue, tracing a warm, wet path around my swollen crown, teasing the underside with the tip.

"I can already imagine how good it's going to feel once this bad boy is buried inside me."

Just the thought of sinking my cock into her tight little pussy was enough to have my eyes rolling skyward. I wondered if I'd even make it that far because she had me right on the edge, ready to come just from the feel of her stroking me up and down, as she slipped me between her lips and started sucking, drawing me over her tongue, right to the back of her throat.

"Why don't I take care of you first?" I suggested, stroking her hair, afraid I might lose it and shoot down her throat, as I felt the pressure beginning to mount.

Smiling into my eyes, she let go of me with a pop.

I loved the way she squealed and laughed as I picked her up, peeled her out of her sexy costume, letting her perky tits bounce free as I grabbed her thighs and spread her open on the leather couch.

"Holy fuck!" I muttered under my breath, hoping I hadn't said it too loud, because she had the prettiest pussy I'd ever seen. All pink and tight and juicy, just begging me to have a lick.

My heart pounding, my cock oozing and already hard as a brick, as I dove in for a taste, I swear I'd never tasted anything as sweet. I loved the way squealed, her whole body quivering as I licked her up and down, sliding two fingers inside her, giving her a little finger bang.

Her back arching off the couch, she gasped when I found her g-spot and kept working her clit with my tongue, until she was ripping at my hair, tossing her head from side to side and ecstatically crying out as she came. "Oh, fuck me, yes!"

I kissed her thighs and laughed. "Soon, baby, soon. But first I've got to find a condom."

When I went to get off the couch, looking a little wild-eyed, she grabbed my arm and shook her head. "It's okay. We can go bareback, because I'm on the pill and I'm clean, as long as you are."

"I just gave blood, so I know I'm good."

She grinned as she reached for my cock and started stroking. "I bet you are."

I just felt so elated that we were finally about to make love, I took her face in my hands, sank my tongue between her lips, took my time and really kissed her. As I explored her mouth with my tongue, I realized that everything felt so good with her, I just hoped I could last long enough to satisfy her. Or she'd be wondering what she was doing with someone old enough to be her father.

Both a little anxious, I could feel us trembling as I parted her thighs, took hold of myself and slowly began easing my way into the heat of her body.

"Ooh, that feels so good." She sighed as I rotated my hips, and gradually thrust in a little deeper, pulled almost all the way out, and eased my way back in, dropping kisses on each of her breasts as I revelled in the feel of her clenching around me, and drawing me in.

"You really are beautiful," I whispered, gazing into her big green eyes, her breasts heaving as we got into a perfect rhythm, with her thrusting up as I thrust down. She felt so good clenching around me, I felt like I was sinking into heaven.

"Hmmm, I love this with you," she whispered, softly stroking her hands over my cheek. "I love how you're taking your time and going slow, and you're not just trying to get yourself off."

"Because I want it to be good for you, too."

"It just feels so incredible, I wish it never had to end."

She clung to my arms, as I picked up my pace. The pressure mounting, my heart pounding, my balls growing tighter with every thrust, I clenched my jaw, driving into her hard and fast, until I had her screaming my name as we reached the peak and climaxed together.

I was still buried deep inside her, dusting grateful kisses all over her face, and we jumped when her phone chimed in her purse.

"That's probably Cindy wondering where I am."

Reluctant to pull out, I held her against me with one arm and managed to snatch her purse off the floor with the other and hand it to her, while she laughed and dug out her phone.

"Hey, Cindy," she answered, grinning up at me.

I could tell my daughter was worried from the sound of her voice. "Where the heck are you? We've been worried sick. I just hope you're not stuck somewhere out in the storm. Please tell me you're safe."

"I didn't know you'd move the party, so I'm hunkered down at your house with your dad. And he's taking good care of me," she said as she stroked my cheek and brushed a kiss over my lips.

"Well, I hope you're down in the basement, because it's still really windy, and a few trees have come down around here."

"No worries. We're safe downstairs."

"Good. Then I guess we'll see you tomorrow. Oh, and Todd won for kinkiest costume, because he looked just like a big, fat dick."

Rebecca laughed. "I hope you got pictures."

"Yeah, I'll send you a few."

"Okay. See you tomorrow, Cindy."

"I'm going to have to find you some clothes, or it's going to feel pretty awkward when Cindy comes home tomorrow and she realizes you were wearing that peekaboo outfit with me."

"But I thought you liked it."

"Are you kidding, I loved it."

Her bright green eyes sparkling with mischief, she tugged down my head, slipped her tongue between my lips and nearly kissed me senseless, while clenching her inner muscles around me, making my dick spring back to life.

"I could get used to this," I told her when we finally came up for air.

"Me, too." She grinned, stroking my cheek as we locked eyes.

I could tell the wind was dying down, so we could have gone upstairs, but it just felt so good to be snuggled up close together that I hated to leave the couch. Especially when she smiled against my lips and whispered, "I want you on your back, so I can ride you."

I flipped us over so fast, I almost fell off the couch, and she couldn't stop laughing. But when I positioned my erection at her opening and flexed my hips and pushed up inside her, her eyes went big and she gasped. "Holy crow, you feel even bigger this way." She winced as she slowly eased her way down, until I was buried balls deep in her hot little pussy.

She just looked so unbelievably sexy with her long, blonde hair trailing down her back, a teasing smile on her lips, her breasts bouncing as she swivelled her hips and rode me.

Her heavy-lidded gaze fixed on mine, she bent, nipped at my bottom lip, captured my face in her hands and kissed me. While I filled my palms with her breasts, toying with her nipples.

Hanging on tight to my shoulders, the way she was moaning, I could tell she was close, and I was right there with her. "Oh, I'm coming really hard!" Breathlessly crying out, "Yesss!" she came all over my cock, squeezing her inner muscles tight around me as I erupted deep inside her.

"Hmmm," she moaned into mouth as I tugged her head down and kissed her with everything I had.

It already felt like so much more than just a hookup; it was starting to feel a lot like love.

Once the storm had passed, and the wind had died down, I ran upstairs and found a t-shirt and bike shorts, and some sweatpants and a hoody that had shrunk, which I hoped might fit her.

Just watching the way her breasts bounced as she slipped into my clothes was enough to get me aroused. Even fully dressed, she looked so sexy in my sweats, I was tempted to toss her over my shoulder, carry her up to my bedroom and have my way with her.

She had a playful little smile in her eyes as she sauntered over and slipped her arms around my waist. As I wrapped her in my arms and hugged her tight, I kept wishing she could stay.

But with Cindy coming home soon, I knew we'd have to behave ourselves and try to act like nothing had happened. Which I wasn't sure we could do, because she'd be able to tell from the look in our eyes that there was something going on between us.

Afraid to look at me, in case she cried, Rebecca pressed a kiss to my neck, voice a little wobbly, she hung onto me and took a breath. "Thank you for looking out for me last night, Mr. Cooper. So, I guess this is goodbye."

I tipped up her chin and looked into her eyes. "I hope this isn't goodbye, because I was hoping I could see you again."

"You mean like a date?"

"If you're free on Friday night, I'd like to take you out for dinner."

"I'd like that."

I chuckled and kissed the end of her nose. "Me, too, because I would love to see you again."

"Even with my clothes on?" She said, with a little smirk.

"Yes, even with your clothes on."

We turned our heads and quickly stepped apart when we heard the front door flying open as Cindy came bounding into the house.

Her face broke into a smile when she ran into the kitchen and saw Rebecca standing by the counter. "I was hoping you'd still be here. Let's go up to my room, and I'll tell you about the party, and you can see the pictures."

She waved at me as they were heading upstairs. "Hey, Dad. Thanks for taking care of her."

"No problem. We had a nice time together." In fact, it was the best time I'd ever had in my life. Though I could never admit that to my daughter.

An hour later, when Rebecca was leaving, she stopped in the doorway and smiled. "Thanks again, Mr. Cooper." And then she was gone.

Cindy walked over to the fridge and poured herself some juice, turned and faced me. "So, what did you two do last night to entertain yourselves while you were hunkered down in the basement, riding out the storm?"

Scrambling to think of what to say, I started babbling like an idiot. "We uh, watched a movie, had some snacks and uh, and you know, talked about different things."

She raised an eyebrow. "And what did you watch?"

"Um... I'm not sure what it was called. Rebecca picked it. It was a scary Halloween movie." I said the first thing that popped in my head, because there's no way I could ever admit that we were really watching.

"That's strange, because Rebecca doesn't like scary movies, and she never watches them. Which is why we thought it would be fun to go with sexy costumes this year, instead of anything scary."

"Well, actually, it wasn't really that scary. It was more of a funny spoof."

The way she was grinning, I knew she didn't believe me, but deciding I'd said enough, I pointed at the stairs. "Anyway, I'm glad we all got through the storm safe and sound. But I think I'd better check my emails to see if there's anything important."

I had just sat down at my desk, and I pulled out my cell phone to call Rebecca to make sure that she got home okay, and I realized I forgot to ask for her number. Now I had to figure out a way to get it before Friday, hopefully, without having to involve my overly inquisitive daughter.

As I sat staring out the window at the bare trees and the broken branches on the lawn which had been blown around in the wind, I remembered Cindy mentioning that Rebecca had landed a job a few months ago at a marketing firm downtown. I'm pretty sure she said it was Hudson Marketing, which had done some promotional work for us in the past. At least I knew how to reach her. Monday morning, I could call Hudson and ask to speak to Rebecca Tyson, and hopefully I could set up our date, because I could hardly wait to see her again.

I kept busy on the weekend, cleaning up the lawn, and doing a few things around the house, like tidying up the basement and wiping down the couch, so Cindy wouldn't wonder what we were up to, if she went downstairs to watch a movie.

Sunday night, I had trouble sleeping, because I kept hoping that Rebecca hadn't changed her mind, and she'd still want to see me - even with my clothes on.

When I called, she sounded very professional when she answered the phone. "Rebecca Tyler, how can I help you?"

"Hi Rebecca, it's John. Sorry to have to call you at work, but I forgot to ask for your number. But Cindy mentioned that you'd got a job with Hudson, so I thought I'd call and make sure we're still good for Friday night."

I could hear the smile in her voice as she said, "Well, this is a nice surprise, Mr. Cooper. I was hoping you'd call."

"Don't you think it's time that you start calling me John?"

"Well, I'll have to be careful around Cindy, or she'll wonder why we've suddenly gotten so friendly with each other."

"After you left, I got the third degree. Cindy wanted to know what we did to pass the time during the storm, and I told her we watched a scary movie. When she told me you never watch anything scary, I said it was sort of a spoof, but I don't think she believed me."

"She asked me, too. I just said we watched a movie. But when I started laughing at the pictures she took at the party, she let it drop."

"Yeah, I feel kind of guilty, like I'm sneaking around behind her back. But I don't think she'd want to know what we really got up to that night."

She laughed. "No, I think it's best she doesn't know, because I don't think she'd be too happy with me getting involved with her dad."

"Yeah, probably not. Anyway, I've got to leave soon. I've got a meeting in L. A. tomorrow, and then I'm in Denver, and I've got a late meeting in Miami on Thursday, so I won't be back until Friday. But if you could text me your address, I could pick you up around 7:30. Not sure if you've tried it, but Henry's is one of the better steakhouses in the city, and it's near your office, and I thought you might enjoy it."

"Sounds good."

After I gave her my cell number, without even thinking, I said, "Bye for now, I'll see you Friday, sweetheart."

She laughed, sounding pretty pleased that I'd let that slip out. "I think I'm going to have to start calling you John soon. Have a safe trip. I'll see you Friday, sugar buns."

I was laughing as I hung up. And now I was glad that all the hours I'd been spending in my home gym were paying off, if she'd noticed my ass.

I felt like a kid with my first crush; while I was away, any time I had a free moment, I was thinking of her and those pretty green eyes, and how gorgeous she looked looming over me, or how she could turn me on with just a kiss.

Of course, I was elated when I landed back at home, because I was finally going to see her again.

Friday, I was having a hard time deciding what to wear for dinner. I changed my suit twice, and couldn't settle on a tie I liked, because this was our first actual date, and I wanted to look good. When I heard my phone ping with a text, I was hoping she hadn't changed her mind. Although I could feel for her, I was relieved when she said she was stuck in a meeting, and she'd meet me at the restaurant, hopefully before 8:00.

I had just stepped out of the men's room at Henry's, and I bumped into my old college buddy Mike.

Chuckling as always, he struck out his hand and slapped me on the back. "Hey, John, how the hell are you?"

"I'm doing pretty good. How are things? How's the family?"

While he was busy telling me about his son getting accepted at Yale, and his daughter getting her nursing degree, I started to smile when I noticed Rebecca walking in, looking so stunning in her form-fitting off white dress and sexy heels, she took my breath away.

"Nice to see you, Mike. But my date just walked in, so I'd better not keep her waiting."

I almost laughed at the shocked look on his face when he turned and saw Rebecca standing by the maître d', giving me a little wave as soon as she noticed me.

"That's your date?"

"Yep, that's her." I patted him on the back. "Enjoy your dinner, Mike, and say hello to Lynne for me."

"Yeah, and you have a good evening." He chuckled. "Although I'm sure you will."

Since I had almost a week away to think things over, I decided tonight we would just be dinner, and nothing else. Because we kind of jumped in head first on Halloween night, I thought it would be good to spend some time getting to know each other, while fully clothed.

Afraid to mess up her lipstick, I slipped my arm around her, gave her a hug and kissed her cheek.

She pulled back, grinning, took me by the chin and kissed me on the lips, and whispered, "I've missed you."

I was so glad she said it first, as I smiled and brushed my lips over hers. "I've missed you, too."

Once we were seated, she looked around and remarked, "I've never been anywhere this nice before. It looks like something out of a fairy tale; like a medieval castle with the high ceilings, dark wood, the wall sconces, and the big heavy wooden doors and terra-cotta floors."

"Yeah, I've always thought it was a charming old place. I've been coming here since I was a kid. It was my dad's favorite restaurant, so we celebrated all our birthdays here."

Sometimes I'd still get a little choked up thinking about my dad, since I was only twenty when he died from aneurism in his sleep at forty-five. I remember my mother cried for weeks, because she couldn't get over losing him like that, especially when he was still so young.

When Rebecca reached across the table and squeezed my hand, when I looked up, I could see the compassion in her eyes, and I could tell she understood what I was feeling.

I guess trying to lighten the mood, when she noticed the little centerpiece of tastefully arranged fall flowers, with a little ghost tucked in the middle, she pointed it out. "Oh, isn't that cute?"

"Really cute." I agreed, glad to change the subject.

Our server was filling our water goblets, when she asked, "So, how was your trip?"

"It was good. I like to meet with my managers a few times a year, because I think you get more done in person than you do online or over the phone."

She bit into her lip, eyeing me. "You know, you don't act like a boss. You just seem like a guy who works in an office. And I like that you don't put on airs, because you run a company."

"It's what I do for a living, but it's not who I am."

"I know." She reached for my hand and gave me a squeeze. "That's why I like you."

She laughed when I opened the wine list and mumbled, "And I thought it was because of my sugar buns."

"Of course, I like those, too."

I lifted my gaze and she smiled into my eyes, and for a moment I could feel the connection simmering in the air between us.

"And I am so glad you never got that text and you wound up at my door on Halloween."

"And I had way more fun with you than I would have had at the party, so I guess it was lucky I got caught in the storm."

Lucky me, because of that storm, we finally connected.

Dinner was excellent. The chef outdid himself. And Rebecca really seemed to enjoy her tender slice of prime rib, whipped potatoes and tender crisp veggies.

"Everything is so tasty, I can see why you like coming here."

"Then we'll have to come again."

When she looked at me and grinned. I laughed. "I just meant, we should come back here for dinner."

"I was just going to say, I don't live too far from here, if you'd like to come back to my place for a coffee after."

I wanted a lot more than coffee, but since I'd promised myself that we were going to spend the night getting to know each other, nothing else was going to happen.

"Sure, coffee sounds good. But tonight I thought we'd just have dinner, and get to know each other a little better."

"So... are you having second thoughts about what happened on Halloween?"

"Of course not. I love what we shared. But I don't want it to be just about sex, because I really like you."

Covering my hand with hers, she softly smiled. "I like you, too. And I've always enjoyed talking with you.' She smirked and looked me up and down, but I gotta say, you're way more fun with your clothes off."

I laughed and squeezed her hand. "Okay, we'll go back to your place for coffee. But first you have to try the black forest cake, because it's positively orgasmic."

"Okay, but if I have an orgasm, you're going to have to take of me."

"Deal," I chuckled as I stroked her hand. She was so much fun, I really hoped this was just the start for us.

After we'd walked the few blocks to her building, before we went inside, she explained. "My place is pretty small, and I don't really have any furniture yet, but at least it's close to the office."

I could feel my eyes pop as soon as we stepped inside, because all I could see was a bed in the middle of the room, with a TV facing it. "I see what you mean."

"Well, have a seat, and I'll make us some coffee," she said, pointing at the bed.

With nowhere else to sit, I took off my shoes and sat on the edge of the bed. "Cindy mentioned that you got your own place, but I didn't know you'd moved downtown."

"My mother remarried a few years ago, and my stepfather was never overly friendly with me. So as soon as I found a place that was in walking distance of my office, I paid the first and last month's rent and moved in. Now I just have to save enough to furnish it."

I pushed down on the queen-sized bed, and noticed it was nice and firm. "At least you've got a bed."

"My mom thought it would be a perfect housewarming present, so at least I'd have something to sleep on."

"Yeah, you need somewhere to sleep."

"And to cuddle," she said with a grin as she placed the coffees on the end table beside the bed, and dropped a kiss on the end of my nose.

When she sat down beside me, I slipped my arm around her and asked, "You don't mind living here on your own?"

"I always tried to stay out of the way at home, because my stepfather made it pretty clear that he didn't want me around. Because I usually kept to myself in my room, unless I was hanging out at your place, I already felt like I was on my own, even while I was supposed to be living with my family. So, it doesn't feel much different living here; I've just got more space and less furniture."

"It must have felt awful feeling like you didn't belong in your own home."

"I think that's why Cindy and I hit it off as soon as we met, because we have a lot in common. Not sure if she told you, but the reason she chose to live with you instead of her mother, is because her stepfather can't even hide the fact that he's never liked her."

"Well, I've never liked him. But she told her mother that she wanted to stay at home and live with me, so she wouldn't have to change schools and she could graduate from college with all her friends."

"You're a great dad, and though she probably never tells you, she's really glad she picked you."

"I'm glad she did, too. Though I haven't seen or heard much from her lately, because she always seems to be off somewhere with her friends."

"She'll probably tell you eventually, but she's always had a thing for Mandy's brother Todd, you know, the one that dressed up as a dick on Halloween. They had so much fun at the party, they've started dating, and she's really happy."

"Well, I'm just glad she's okay. Because I don't like to pry, I sometimes worry that she's keeping things from me because I'm her father."

"You mean like us, sneaking around behind her back?"

"Yeah, kind of like that." I chuckled as she slid onto her back staring up at the ceiling.

I got in beside her and mentioned, "Cindy sent me a text today, and she said she's going to be away all weekend and won't be back till Sunday night. I've got a lakefront cabin, about two hours north of the city, and I thought while the weather is still nice, we could head up there for the weekend, if you're free."

She turned and faced me. "That depends."

"On what?"

"Does this cabin have a fireplace with a bearskin rug, so we can cuddle up in front of the fire?"

"Actually, it does. It's got a nice big, stone fireplace, and a big fake fur rug spread out on the floor so we could cuddle up and watch the flames dancing in the fireplace."

"So..." She traced a finger around my lips. "Is this going to be a just talking, no hanky-panky weekend?"

I laughed, pulled her top of me, slid my hands into her hair and softly kissed her.

"I was thinking we could hike around the lake, have a bonfire, roast some weenies and marshmallows, and maybe do a little fishing. How does that sound?"

"That sounds nice, but if we're going to be sleeping in separate beds, I'm out."

I reached down and squeezed her ass and laughed. "Okay, how about this - we spend the weekends in our birthday suits in front of the fire, exploring each other."

She grinned. "Now that's my kind of weekend."

I picked her up at 7:00 the next morning, and I thought she looked adorable in body-hugging jeans and a bright red sweater, that made her eyes look even greener. "Wow, you look really pretty this morning."

She looked me up and down and waggled her eyebrows. "Same goes."

"I was thinking we could stop and have some breakfast on the way."

Leaning across the car, she pressed a kiss to my cheek. "Sounds good, because all I had was tea this morning, because I was too excited to eat thinking about our naughty weekend getaway."

Just the thought of having her to myself for two whole days of non-stop fun, had me straightening things out in my jeans.

The little roadside diner looked like it was packed, judging by the parking lot. Luckily for us, people were starting to pile out as we drove in.

We decided on bacon and eggs with pancakes and maple syrup, so we wouldn't have to worry about lunch, because obviously, we had other things in mind.

"This is a really nice spot," she remarked as we were finishing our coffee.

"The food's always good, and the staff are really friendly. And we can stop here every time we come up, if you'd like."

She smiled into my eyes, as she realized I'd just told her that this was more than just a fling, and I was hoping to keep seeing her, for as long as she wanted to be with me.

I took the back road to the cabin, so she could see the striking image of the tall green pines and white birch mirrored on the still lake as we drove up the hill toward the cabin.

"Oh, wow! It's so pretty, it looks like a picture postcard."

I stopped where she'd get the best view, so she could get a few pictures. When she told me to turn and smile, I didn't have to fake it, as I stared into her eyes, I was already starting to think that I'd found my match, and I could hardly wait to spend the rest of my life with her.

Once I'd parked the car, Rebecca helped me carry in the food. After we got our suitcases tucked away in the master bedroom overlooking the lake, I went downstairs and got a fire going in the fireplace, while she freshened up in the bathroom.

When I noticed her coming down the tall wooden staircase, I almost swallowed my tongue when I realized she was wearing the same sheer outfit she'd worn on Halloween. And now that we were alone in the cabin, I could feel my heart pounding, as I thought about how good it was going to feel to peel it off her, and spread her out on the rug.

I pulled her into my arms, ran my hands over her back and squeezed her ass. "I hope you're not cold."

"Between you and the fire, I think it won't be long and I'll be nice and warm."

Dusting kisses over my lips, she unbuttoned my shirt, and pushed it off my shoulders.

Fully aroused, her nipples were diamond hard, as she licked into my mouth and sucked on my tongue, while I massaged her breasts, tugging on her nipples.

I kicked off my hiking boots, and when I went to unzip my fly, to get my jeans off, I laughed when she batted my hands away, because obviously, she was enjoying stripping me off.

She grinned as she stroked me through my boxers. "Mmm, somebody's nice and hard."

"God, I hope it's me."

Chuckling, she dropped to her knees and pushed my boxers to the floor. No surprise, I was hard as a brick, staring her right in the face and already oozing as I imagined how good it was going to feel the moment her hot little tongue slipped out and touched me.

Reaching down, I pulled off her top and groaned as I watched her breasts bouncing as they settled on her chest.

"Mmm," she moaned, as she wrapped me in her fist and slowly licked me up and down, swirling her tongue around my swollen crown.

My heart almost stalled at how crazy good it felt when she plunged me into the heat of her mouth and started sucking. "Baby, I'm almost there. I'm getting really close," I warned her, as I twisted her hair in my fists and started thrusting.

She was driving me crazy, but I just couldn't get enough of her.

The erotic feel of her cupping her breasts in her hands, and rubbing her nipples on my thighs while she kept sucking back my cock, was almost enough to tip me over the edge.

I pulled out and pointed at the floor. "Get down on all fours. I need to come inside you."

She was on her knees in a heartbeat, grinning at me over her shoulder as I peeled off her pink silky shorts, tossed them aside, spread her legs apart and pushed two fingers inside her. "You're drenched," I told her, as I worked her into an orgasm, tracing a thumb around her swollen clit, while giving her a nice little finger bang.

"Ooh, I'm coming! I'm coming so freaking hard!" she cried out. "Please, I need you inside me. I want you to feel me rippling around you when I come."

My heart was almost beating out of my chest, as I grabbed my cock and eased my way into her snug little channel. "You feel so good," I told her as I gritted my teeth and started pumping, driving into her a little deeper with every thrust.

"And you feel huge!" she cried out, but still kept thrusting back while I kept pumping.

"I can feel every ripple," I told her as she kept clenching around me as she climaxed, her slender body shimmering in the firelight while she quivered all the way to her toes.

"Ooh, it feels so good whenever you're buried inside me," she gasped as I picked up pace, my balls getting tight, about to erupt as deep inside her as I could go.

I could feel every pulse as I came, thinking how amazing it would feel if I was actually seeding her womb and planting a baby in her.

Jaw tight, sweat running down my face, I just couldn't stop thrusting, until I finally realized she'd got every drop. My legs trembling, I took hold of myself and pulled out, rolled onto my side and took her with me.

Her pretty breasts heaving, eyes wide, staring up at me, she gasped, "Wow! That was incredible."

I nodded, because she was right every single time with her felt like magic. And after all the years of deprivation I'd been through, all I wanted was more.

Even in the firelight, she looked like she was blushing when I grabbed some tissue, spread her legs and cleaned her up, then wiped off the end of my cock and tossed it in the fireplace, sending sparks flying up the chimney.

When I grabbed two pillows and a blanket off the couch, to make us a bed by the fire, she smiled up at me as I tucked her into my side and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

"So, this is a clothing-free weekend?"

I chuckled. "Yep. No clothes, just fun."

Plus, being naked, would save me the trouble of having to strip her off, once we were ready to go at it again.

"So did your father build this place?" She asked, idly running her fingers through my chest hair and down over my abs, gently stroking a finger over my cock, before tracing her way back up again.

"My grandfather built it before he was married, because he loved to fish and there's really good fishing up here. My father added the big kitchen and bathroom upstairs when I was a kid. And I added the laundry room, and an extra bedroom a few years ago."

"Does Cindy like coming up here, because she's never mentioned it."

"She used to love coming up when she was a kid. I taught her how to water ski, and she'd be in the water all weekend. But my ex never liked being away from the city, so we eventually stopped coming."

"I bet you missed it."

I chuckled. "Especially once I realized the reason she wanted to be in the city was because she had a thing going on with her boss."

"You must have been heartbroken."

"We had drifted apart, and we'd been sleeping in separate bedrooms for years, when she left me to follow him to California. By the time she left, I was just glad it was over."

"How sad."

I shrugged, thinking back. "We were both pretty young when we met at college. And when we found out she was pregnant, we decided to get married. After Cindy was born, our love life basically ended. It was never really a love match. We only stayed together for Cindy."

"So did you date much after she left?"

"No, not really. I've just never met anyone I wanted to be with - until you."

Her eyes went wide. "Me?"

Smiling into her eyes, I kissed the end of her nose and gave her a little squeeze. "Yes, you."

At least now she knew how I felt about her.

**

We had fun working together in the kitchen. Rebecca made the salad while I grilled the steaks and some veggies, while sharing a few kisses.

While we were eating by the fire, I asked, "So how are you enjoying your new job?"

When she didn't answer right away, I turned and waited, till she finally sighed and told me what was happening. "I love what I do, and the clients are great. But..."

"But what?"

"One of the managers has been making me feel uncomfortable. He hasn't really done anything inappropriate, but he always seems to be hovering around me, and poking his head into my office for no reason, and I always feel on edge whenever he's around."

"Have you mentioned it to anyone?"

"Unfortunately, he's the one I report to, so I don't really want to make waves, especially since I've only been there for six months. Although I'm up for a promotion, I'll still be working with him."

"Just tell him you've got a boyfriend."

She grinned at me. "Have I got a boyfriend?"

"I think you do."

"Well, he's married, so I don't think he'd care if I was in a relationship."

"I wouldn't let it go too far, Rebecca."

"I know." As she dug into her salad, she nodded, looking a little pensive.

"You know, we worked with Hudson a few years ago. And once we saw what they could do for us, we decided to start our own marketing team. The lady who runs it is moving to Japan with her husband. So, I'm looking for someone to replace her. And if you were interested, it might solve your problem."

"But wouldn't it be awkward if we worked together?"

"We don't have any rules against fraternization, as long as a relationship doesn't interfere with their work, or make anyone uncomfortable."

"But what would your boss think if he found out we were dating?"

I chuckled, and admitted, "Not many people know that I own the company, so I'm my own boss."

"I didn't know that."

"I like to be approachable, and since no one knows I own the company, my staff feel like they can talk to me. But she's not leaving for a few months, so it'll give you time to think it over. And if things don't improve, at least you know you've got another option."

"Thanks. I'll think about it."

When we went to bed, we left the curtains open in the bedroom, so we could stare up at the stars and the full moon lighting up the night sky.

"The stars look so much brighter up here," she remarked as I pointed out the Big Dipper.

"That's because the air is cleaner and there's no light pollution here. And the sky just looks like a blanket of stars."

"It's so nice being up here."

"Then we'll have to come back while the weather's still good. Although it's winterized, so we could even spend some time here over the holidays."

"I bet it's beautiful here in winter."

"It looks like a winter wonderland, with everything covered in snow."

I pressed a kiss to her cheek. "So, we'll have to come back in winter, and we make love in the snow."

"Wouldn't we freeze?"

"Not if we're dressed warm enough."

"I'll take your word for it."

All she had to do was run her hand over my chest and down over my abs, and she had me aroused.

She laughed when I crawled to the end of the bed, and took hold of her feet and dusted kisses over her toes and ankles, before sliding my tongue into the back of her knees. As I parted her legs and kissed a path along her thighs, she was digging her hands into the sheets, holding her breath as I smiled against her pussy and lashed my tongue inside her.

"Ooh, that feels so good," she cooed, as I flattened my tongue and took my time licking her up and down, savoring the taste of her.

I loved the way she shivered when I slipped a finger inside her and found her g-spot, and kept working it until she fell apart.

Her breasts heaving, hands digging into the sheets, she tossed back her head and yelled, "I need you inside me!"

She didn't have to tell me twice. Both of us moaned as I eased my way inside her, while she slid her hands into my hair, whispering, "Hmmm. It just feels so good when we're close together like this."

I woke up in the morning with a smile on my face, with my lady love curled around me, her breasts pressed tight against my side and her pussy warm on my thigh.

As she opened her eyes and smiled into mine, I decided that this is how I wanted to wake up for the rest of my life, with her curled in close beside me with her pretty green eyes smiling up at me.

She looked so comfy and warm, as I tipped up her chin and softly kissed her. But then I shocked her when I picked her up and tossed her over my shoulder and gave her backside a little tap as I walked us into the shower, with her laughing like crazy.

As I soaped up her breasts, she grinned as she soaped up my cock. "I've never showered with anyone before. This is fun."

Smoothing my hands over her back, as we kissed under the spray, she pushed up on her toes and smiled against my mouth. "A girl could get used to this."

I made a little circle motion in the air, and when she turned and faced the wall, I think she thought I was going to wash her back, but I had her clawing at the tiles moaning, when I bent her over at the waist and eased my way inside her.

"Ooh, I love showering with you," she cried out as she clung to the taps as I rode her.

I was starting to realize that I loved everything about her.

It was even fun drying each other off because we couldn't stop touching, kissing and licking. Once we'd finally dried off, she laughed all the way down the stairs, when I gave her a piggyback ride to the kitchen.

We were enjoying cheesy scrambled eggs with sauteed mushrooms and toast by the fire, that Rebecca had whipped up, while I diced up some fruit, when I asked, "Will be going home for Thanksgiving?"

"No, I lucked out. My stepdad booked them a Caribbean cruise, so they'll be away for the whole week."

"Well, I'm working a few nights at my local food bank, if you want to join me. Thanksgiving and Christmas are their two biggest food drives, and I like to help out. Of course, we always make a nice donation. But I like to pitch in wherever I can, because there's so many people that need help right now, I wouldn't enjoy sitting down to a big turkey dinner if I hadn't done whatever I could to help someone else.

"I've worked at food banks since I was a kid. My mother used to bring me, because she wanted me to understand that there are a lot of people in need."

"Cindy and I always work at the toy drive at Christmas. And I just hope they have enough toys to go around this year. But we always make a nice donation, and we try to give them whatever they need, so no one is forgotten."

And we always go out for dinner after. Which means we don't have to cook all day, or clean the kitchen, so you're welcome to join us, if you'd like to come."

"I think I might take you up on that. And hopefully we'll get to spend some time with Cindy."

"Yeah, it would be nice to see my daughter again."

"I'd like to see her, too."

"Oh, and I've got a trade show in Vegas next weekend, if you're free."

"I've never been to Vegas."

"It's fun. I only have to be at the show for a few hours; then we can spend the rest of the weekend acting like tourists."

We held hands on the plane, and the way we kept laughing and sneaking kisses, I'm sure the flight attendant thought we were heading to Vegas to get married.

Which I was starting to think would be an excellent idea.

Once we'd checked into our hotel, we changed into business attire and headed over to the convention center.

I introduced Rebecca to a few friends, and we looked around and took a few notes.

She tells him she wants at least one or two kids, and he's fine with that, because he always wished he'd had more.

"The other day, I was thinking how lucky it was that I never got the text about the party moving to Kimmy's, or we never would have connected."

"I've thought the same thing."

She showed me a phone. "Well, take a look at this. It's Cindy's text, dated October 31st, but I just got it a few minutes ago."

"There must have been some Halloween Magic at play that night. I'm just glad you showed up at my door."