Page 55 of Whatever Will Be

Some might say it’s a bad idea to buy anything made from expensive crystal for two four-year-olds but I can’t think of a better way to spend money. The twins are thrilled and nod solemnly when their aunt tells them to be careful and keep their elephants on a shelf.

We have dinner at the Lake Stuart Steakhouse where Gretch and I face inevitable encounters with people we knew while growing up but for once I don’t mind and even manage to say all the correct polite words.

Gretchen is right about the twins going to bed early. They being yawning around eight p.m. and she shepherds them upstairs for a bath.

“Bye, Trentcassini!” the twins yell in unison on their way up the stairs. I’ve become completely accustomed to answering to that.

They don’t seem to find anything strange about the fact that I haven’t left yet so I’ll leave it to Gretch to come up with an explanation if they ask.

I’ve already been invited to spend the night so I hope I’m not being over eager when I decide to wait in her bedroom wearing only my boxers. The twins’ bedtime routine must involve a lot of steps because I end up waiting for so long that I stretch out on the bed and start to doze off. The room smells like Gretchen’s fruity perfume and I’m starting to have some pleasant dreams that feature Gretchen’s naked body when I’m jarred awake by the feel of a mouth on my cock.

There’s nothing like opening your eyes and discovering there’s a redheaded angel sucking you off.

And holy fuck is she talented.

Gretchen runs her tongue over the shaft, nibbles at the sweet spot just beneath the head and sucks the length down her throat. She’s also been considerate enough to take her clothes off and kneels between my legs in a black lace bra and matching thong.

I don’t even have the words to gasp out that she’s my supreme fuck fantasy. I can’t do anything but groan and sink my fingers into her hair as she destroys me with history’s most epic blow job.

Every time I try to hold back in order to make this last as long as possible I’m wrecked by the sight of her sweet lips surrounding my cock.

And then finally I can’t hold back anymore.

I wonder if I should share a warning that I’m about to defile her mouth but something tells me this wouldn’t make her back off. Before I can think again I’m unleashing a tidal wave in hot spurts.

Which she swallows.

Of course she does.

Now that Gretchen has conquered me, she straddles my chest with a smirk while I try to calm the fuck down.

“Where the hell did you come from?” I pant out, totally drained.

“I’m your neighbor, remember?” She takes her bra off. “I always have been.”

Greedily, I get my hands on her tits. They’re perfect, like the rest of her.

“What do you like, baby? Tell me.”

She tosses her hair over one shoulder, reaches down and shows how easily she can shove her panties aside. “I seem to recall an invitation to sit on your face.”

And I laugh because she’s outrageously sexy and I don’t know how I got so lucky but I’m not questioning my good fortune.

Gretchen yelps with surprise when I grab her hips and slide her up until her pussy lands on my tongue. She lets me have her this way, rocking her hips back and forth, my mouth doing the work as she quivers, whimpering when she comes with my tongue inside her.

I’ve just figured out what I want to do every single fucking night and I’ll never get tired of this.

Gretchen Aaronson is the answer to a question I didn’t realize I’ve been asking.

“You’re incredible, Trent,” she murmurs after she’s spent and cuddled against my chest.

I tip her face up so I can kiss her and we each get an intimate taste of our own lust. I’ve never felt closer to anyone than I do to her right now.

When my cock perks up enough to make demands again, I pick her up and carry to her to the adjoining bathroom. We fuck in the shower and then return to bed where she sleeps in my arms. I stroke her naked skin in the dark and realize that despite all my financial successes, happiness is a feeling that has been completely missing from my life.

Until now.

Until her.

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