There’s a subtle smell of a fruity bodywash around Rafa’s cock and I’m not complaining – personal hygiene is always appreciated.
‘What’s with the delay, boy?’ Rafa grunts.
‘Sorry, sir,’ I reply, my submissive side kicking in and my mind refocusing on the job at hand.
I begin to lick the base of Rafa’s erect cock and work my tongue up to the tip. I don’t think I’ve ever been so close to such a hard, anaconda-like cock. It’s like something from the naughty websites I sometimes look at when my desires rage out of control.
But now isn’t the time to think.
Now is the moment to please Daddy.
I flick my tongue over the top of the thick, bulbous cock-head and work my tongue back down the shaft all the way to the bottom. I’m going to show Rafa just how good a Little I can be when I set my mind to things…
‘That’s good, baby boy,’ Rafa says, purring as I lick and kiss his meaty shaft. ‘But now it’s time to stop.’
Huh? Did I do something wrong?
I certainly wasn’t doing anything wrong judging by how hard Rafa is.
‘It’s time we took this upstairs,’ Rafa says, a grin on his face. ‘I’ve got plenty more planned for you, baby boy. I don’t want to be one orgasm down before we’ve even got to my apartment.’
I blush.
I must have been working his cock super-well.
Rafa puts his snake back inside its cage and hauls his strong body out of the compact sports seat. I try to do the same, but my fuller figure makes it a little bit more cumbersome.
Luckily, I’ve got a Daddy close at hand to help me out…
‘Up you come,’ Rafa says, now standing by the passenger side, offering his strong hands to help me out. ‘That cute butt of yours will find plenty of comfortable spots up in the penthouse. You can trust me on that…’
I smile and try not to look overwhelmed by Rafa’s good looks, charm, and instinctively swoon worthy Daddy appeal.
When Rafa asks me to trust him, I know I can doexactlythat.
We may not have known one another for very long, but there’s something going on here that feels like we’ll be getting to know each other very well, very quickly…
‘So, this is my home,’ Rafa says, opening the large oak double-door that leads into his penthouse. ‘It’s way too big for just one person. Who knows, it might not be just for one for too much longer.’
‘This is… just…wow,’ I say, my eyes wide open at what I’m seeing.
Marble floors, expensive pieces of fine art on the walls, and just about the largest floor to ceiling windows I’ve ever seen in my life.
A younger Daddy who has money and success in his own right is perfect. With me being an older Little, it’s often the case that there’s a career and money imbalance with a possible Daddy.
But not this time.
Rafa has a track record of success and the money to back it up.
‘I bought it after my final tournament win,’ Rafa says, sounding a little wistful for a moment. ‘I guess life moves on. This place reminds me of the success I had as a player, and the work I had to put in to get there.’
‘You must be very proud,’ I say, walking toward some framed photos on the wall. ‘Is this you with some kind of royalty?’
‘Sure is, sure is,’ Rafa says, smiling as he puts his strong arm around my soft, wide waist. ‘But celebrities and royalty are one thing. What really does it for me is a soft and supple baby boy like you.’
Wow, Rafa’s putting the moves on me.
I like that he’s still making the effort to seduce me even after what we’ve just been doing in the car down in the basement.