“Why? He won’t kick my ass,” she says laughing.
“True,” I say, leaning over to kiss her again. “But still, a man doesn’t hide,”
“But I need you too.”
“I already promised you I wouldn’t say anything and I keep my promises,” I remind her.
“Okay. You better go, you don’t want to be late.”
After kissing her again, I exit the car and walk into the back entrance of the stadium, making a beeline for the locker room.
As soon as I am the tunnel, I all but walk right into Darren Holland, Esther’s father. Of course, I do. It’s just my luck.
“Fuck, Calvin Daniels. Long time no see,” he says, pulling me into a bear hug.
“Hey man,” I reply.
“Want to grab some lunch after your morning practice? My treat? We can catch up.”
“That sounds great, but I’m running a bit late.”
“No worries. The team café is open, on the third floor.”
“I’ll meet you there at let’s say, twelve-thirty?”
“Sounds good.”
I bust my ass in practice, after the obligatory meeting the team crap. I love my team, but I’m here to play and it’s not like I don’t know most of these people. They pulled a bunch of guys from other teams I have been playing for years, but the coach finally releases us and I am on my way to the café.
Darren is already seated when I get there. We talk and order lunch, and it’s like no time as passed. I can remember the three of us, Clive included sitting in my parents garage getting high as hell on what we thought was weed. An older guy in town sold us oregano. We never coughed so much in our lives. Then he drops a bomb on me.
“I’m getting married.” Esther didn’t say anything about that. Is it possible she doesn’t know or she hates the woman so she’s pretending that it’s not happening?
“You are? Congrats man.”
“Well, hold off on that. I haven’t met her yet.”
“What?”
“We met online. I don’t even know what she looks like.”
“And you are going to marry her?”
“What if she looks like an Orc or something?”
“It wouldn’t matter. That’s how much I love her.”
“Wow. That’s so mature of you.”
“Well, I’m forty years old, it’s time. She’s twenty-two from Tampa.”
“That is a world away from here.”
“She’s moving here, next week. I should probably tell Esther.”
“Your daughter?” I ask, feigning innocence on that front.
“Oh, yeah. You’ve never met her. She’s eighteen now. I’m sure I told you about her mother. She really did a number on me.”
“You did. Sorry about all that.”
“No worries. It’s time to start fresh.”
We make plans to get together later in the week for drinks. I take a cab home and find Esther asleep in my bed.
I could get used to this.
epilogue
Esther
six weeks later
I’ve been sneaking around for six weeks with Calvin and its taking a toll on the both of us. I can’t tell you how many times he’s asked me to marry him, I’ve lost count. I haven’t answered him, but that doesn’t deter him. Every chance he gets, he’s asking. He’s usually buried in my pussy when he asks. I’m going to say yes today and not just because I’m pregnant. My father invited some woman over to dinner along with Calvin. She’s his fiancée’s slightly older sister. I can’t believe he’s getting married to someone barely older than I am, which is why I’m ready to tell him about Calvin and me. I think I’ll come unglued if Pops invited this girl as a blind date for Calvin.
The doorbell rings and it’s Calvin. Pops and Wendy aren’t home. They went to pick up Wendy’s sister, Tina, from the airport. I jump into his arms. We kiss for what seems like forever. I rub my pussy against him, like a cat in heat.
“Don’t try my patience, Dollface. It’s wearing thin and the animal in me is about to come out and play.” I rub myself on him some more. His animal? What about mine? The one he awakened in me. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?” More rubbing and now I’m moaning. “You know exactly what you are doing, don’t you?”
“Mmm…” I moan, as he sets me on my feet, closing the front door behind him.
“Are we alone?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I love this man so fucking much.
“Fuck, Dollface. Get on your knees for me,” he says pulling open his jeans. I drop to my knees and pull his cock out of his boxers, jerking it with my hand. Using both hands, I guide him into my mouth and suck his cock. He fucks my face until he comes. Then he pulls me to my feet and kisses me hard. Using the back of the couch, he lifts my skirt and pushes my panties aside. Running his fingers through my wetness, he groans. Pulling his fingers out, he shoves them into his mouth and sucks my juices off of them before slamming into me. He’s not gentle as he takes me and I love that. He fucks me hard until I come, he follows behind me.