Page 8 of Taste Me Daddy

‘I’ll need to think about it,’ Korben said, his arms folded across his chest to avoid another embarrassing situation where his sensitive, hard nipples were making themselves known to Michael in the most obvious of ways through the thin t-shirt material. ‘Please don’t be offended.’

‘No, I’m actually encouraged,’ Michael replied, showing no obvious signs of emotion either way. ‘Anyone who’s willing to jump into bed with me right away will always arouse suspicion as far as I’m concerned.’

Korben didn’t know how to respond.

The mere mention of jumping into Michael’s bed, even metaphorically, made Korben blush furiously and he did everything he could to try and hide this from Michael.

‘I’ll get back in touch with you when I’ve made my decision, okay,’ Korben said, putting on his toughest, most businesslike voice.

‘Yes, sir,’ Michael replied, a hint of gentle teasing in his voice. ‘I can see that handling you won’t be easy. But, if you give me the opportunity, I can help you reach your full potential, young man.’

Korben couldn’t help but giggle.

Michael might have come over as a typically macho, alpha businessman to begin with. In fact, he actually seemed like a real grumpy guts. But Korben could see that there was a different side to Michael inside that perfectly cut suit and million dollar smile.

If he made a move on me right now… what would I do?

Would I let him rip my t-shirt off?

Would I put my little butt and hard cock on display for him?

‘Well, if we’re done here, I’ve got things to do across town,’ Michael said, abruptly interrupting Korben’s rapidly escalating fantasies.

‘Y-y-yeah, of course,’ Korben said. ‘But before you go, I’d like to give you something.’

‘Oh?’ Michael replied, arching his eyebrow in a mixture of intrigue and suspicion. ‘I’m not too keen on surprises normally, but I’ll let this one slide…’

‘Don’t worry, silly,’ Korben said, laughing as he reached into his storage cupboard and took out a small box with a green bow on top. ‘This is for you. Inside you’ll find a Greeny Dreamy.’

‘A Greeny Dreamy?’ Michael replied, taking the small box from Korben and holding it carefully in front of him.

‘It’s the special new candy I’ve been working on,’ Korben said, a look of pride on his face. ‘I want you to have this one.’

‘I’m honored,’ Michael replied, a hint of a smile on his face. ‘And I look forward to hearing from you very soon, Korben.’

And with that, Korben watched as Michael walked out of the workshop once more – except this time, it was Korben who would need to do some thinking.

Korben had no doubt that Michael had both the business knowledge and the money to help Korben’s Kandies, but if Michael was going to try and throw his weight around when it came to running things then Korben wasn’t so sure that taking things further would be a good idea at all.

With his head spinning and his heart still fluttering, Korben decided that it was time to see whether his good Little friends Louie and Danny wanted to meet up and discuss all things Daddy…

‘Am I hearing this right, Korben?’ Louie asked, a smile on his face as he leaned back into the comfort of his beanbag. ‘You think you might like Michael Dornan?’

Korben didn’t respond. All he could do was watch Louie and Danny giggling together in their cute rompers and with their stuffies under the arms.

‘I think the silence means… yes!’ Danny said, his auburn hair looking as shiny as ever. ‘And by the sounds of what you described, he totally likes you too.’

‘I don’t even know for sure if he’s a Daddy,’ Korben said, deciding to break his silence.

‘He so is,’ Louie replied. ‘Michael is friends with my Daddy. They go to the gym together and everything and have known each other since all the way back in college. Michael Dornan is one hundred, thousand, million percent a Daddy.’

The three Littles burst into laughter and snuggled up to one another on the arrangement of beanbags in the playroom at The Little Corner.

With its wonderfully safe and sweet atmosphere, The Little Corner was a small but perfectly formed hangout spot where for a small monthly fee, Littles from over the city could come and hangout with one another. Nobody here would judge them, and they could dress and act how they liked without fear of being made fun of or teased.

Korben was wearing a pale blue romper with a fluffy shark’s fin on the back. And with Jazz safely tucked under his arm and his tummy full of warm milk and one and a half cookies, Korben was feeling like it might soon be time for a nap. But not before he got more about Michael off his chest…

‘I need to think hard about this,’ Korben said. ‘I couldn’t help but get all, you know… excited when Michael was talking to me. But there’s no way I can work with him as a business partner if all I can do is imagine him doing all of the naughty things to me.’

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