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  He watched, as if from outside himself, as his arm reached out. His fingers reached for and grasped the loose fabric covering the bottom half of her tit, from the nipple down. He glanced at her sleeping face with those beautiful lips, so peaceful in dreams. His arm slowly pulled. He looked back and saw her nipple appear first, then as he continued to lightly pull the fabric, her entire left breast became exposed. He let go and pulled his arm back. He saw that her face was that of a sleeping angel. His dick was hard as concrete and his heart was racing.

  Chloe was struggling not to move. She didn’t want to scare him off by appearing to wake up but her heart, like his, was racing. She could feel her camisole being adjusted and knew she was now exposed to Mr. Hunter. She waited anxiously for what he would do next.

  Brad sat there, the devils and angels on his shoulders fighting a silent war with his soul being the spoils of the victor. Her nipple was large and pink with a generous areola surrounding it. He wanted to touch that hard nub of flesh, he wanted wrapped his hand around her mound of flesh, but more than anything he wanted to kiss her again. He wanted to put his lips on that inviting nipple.

  He leaned forward again. He inched closer and closer and soon his parted lips were within an inch of her nipple.

  Chloe felt his warm breath on her exposed flesh, she wanted so bad to feel his lips on her skin again. The tension sent a shudder through her.

  Brad was about to go the final distance when Chloe’s body seemed to shiver. He leaned back quickly and then stood. He looked down for a moment, Chloe appeared to still be asleep. He had come really close to doing something he couldn’t undo. He need to walk away and he did, almost running up the stairs. He went to his room, stripped down to his boxers, and sat on his bed. He sat and tried to relax, his rigid pole slowly going down.

  6

  Damn, Chloe thought as she rolled onto her back. He was so close. She reached under the waist band of her shorts and felt the moistness there. Her pussy wet from being so close to him. She wasn’t sure what to do now. She wanted to up those stairs and get into bed with him but she couldn’t be sure how he would react. She still thought she needed to be patient. She was still debating her next move when she heard footsteps coming back down the stairs. Chloe pulled her hand away from her clit and closed her eyes.

  Brad’s erection was finally going down when her realized he needed to do something about Chloe. He couldn’t just leave her down there exposed for Max to see when he got up. He rose from the bed and walked down the stairs and over to the beautiful girl sleeping on his couch. He knelt down by Chloe and his conviction to do the right thing wavered as he once again saw her exposed breast. One touch couldn’t hurt, he reasoned with himself. She was sound asleep and would never know. Could he live with himself? One touch then he would adjust her top and carry her to bed. The alcohol buzz had faded but there was still enough to help lower his inhibitions.

  He reached out and placed his hand on the underside of her boob. He watched Chloe carefully, looking for a sign that she might wake. Growing braver he gently massaged the tit in his hand amazed at how it could feel soft and firm at the same time. Chloe seemed take a deep breath and Brad paused but did not removed his hand.

  Chloe couldn’t believe he came back and she couldn’t believe how good it felt to be caressed by him. She wanted so bad to touch herself but even more she wanted Mr. Hunter to keep touching her. Patience she told herself.

  Brad started moving his hand again after he was convinced Chloe was still sleeping. He ran his hand over her hard nipple first then came back with his fingers and lightly pinched the nub of flesh before taking his hand away completely. Then he gave into the urge that was so strong earlier, he bent over Chloe’s sleeping body and placed his lips over her nipple. He started sucking it gently.

  Chloe had never experienced anything so erotic or amazing. With her eyes closed and pretending to be asleep she was going on sense of touch. She managed to stay quiet as Mr. Hunter’s hand played with her tit and nipple. Then when he took his hand away it was like she lost the world until a moment later when his lips pulled on her nipple. She couldn’t help it, she let out a soft moan.

  Brad heard the moan and immediately released the hard flesh from his lips. He leaned back and waited. Waited for the confused looks, the anger, the yelling. None of that happened though. Chloe lay quietly with her eyes still closed. Brad waited another minute before reaching out and pulling her top back over her breast. He then reached his arms under Chloe and picked her up.

  7

  “How was your date,” Chloe mumbled as she wrapped her arms around Mr. Hunter’s neck and laid her head against his bare shoulder.

  “Just another first date that will never be a second date,” Brad replied, “I’m gonna go lie you down in bed.”

  “Okay Mr. Hunter,” she complied, winning an Oscar for her ability to act half asleep. Being carried in his strong arms was almost as good as sex. He made her feel safe in a way she never had before.

  Brad made it up the stairs and into the spare bedroom. He gently laid her down, having to peel her arms from around his neck. Finally he stood and started for the door.

  “Don’t go,” he faintly heard.

  “I’ve got my own room, I’ll see you in the morning,” Brad said.

  “Please, come sit with me until I fall back asleep,” Chloe pleaded, her voice thick with pretend exhaustion. In reality her nerves were tight as piano wire.

  Brad stood by the open door for a minute, trying to decide what to do. Finally he closed the door and went to the side of the bed opposite Chloe where he laid down on his back.

  “I’ll lay here for a few minutes, until you go to sleep”

  “Thanks Mr. Hunter,” Chloe murmured.

  Brad laid there, wondering when it would be safe to go to his room. His cock ached and needed release. As his mind drifted to Chloe, it also drifted to sleep. A few minutes later and he was out.

  8

  Chloe lay there, tense and listening to Mr. Hunter’s breathing. She figured he would pass out soon and then she could move closer and snuggle.

  When Chloe thought he was fast asleep, she moved her body next to his, pressed her breasts into his side, laid her head on his chest, and draped a leg over one of his. Her warm crotch against his thigh. She put her hand on his flat belly, wanting to touch more but not yet ready. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

  A few hours later, with the barest hint of the morning sun adding light to the room, Brad opened his eyes. He was confused at first. Did he actually hook up with a woman last night? Who was he sleeping with? Slowly the night came back to him. The first and only date, the drinking, Chloe half exposed and his taking advantage of her. With the memory came the shame. Yet, even with the shame, there was the fact that Chloe was snuggled up next to him like a lover.

  Brad was still on his back, Chloe’s head on his chest, her left hand on his bare stomach and just an inch or two above the waistband of his boxers. Her breasts, at least covered now, were pressed into his side and her left leg was draped of his left leg. He could feel her moist heat pressing to him. With all of this realization came morning wood. Brad’s rod quickly becoming stiff and tenting his boxers.

  Brad laid there trying to figure out what to do. Could he untangle himself from Chloe without waking her? As he was wondering this, his right hand had moved to fondle his cock through his boxers, massaging the swollen meat that was trapped there and wanting attention. He turned his head slightly to look at Chloe, so beautiful lying next to him, and his body filled with desire. Before he knew it, his treacherous right hand had moved the elastic of his boxers from his waist to the base of his balls. His engorged shaft now free.

  He started gently stroking, his mind racing to keep up with his actions. Could he squeeze one off right now? Masturbate with Chloe clinging to him so tightly? He knew they could never be together but maybe he could have this one moment. Something he could cherish forever. His hand moved a little faster and hi
s heart beat a little harder.

  There was a pounding and a shaking and it was invading Chloe’s dreams and causing her to slowly wake. She opened her eyes and realized that the pounding was Mr. Hunter’s heart, her ear to his chest made it sound like thunder. The shaking was Mr. Hunter working his hand up and down his cock. Her own hand was so close to his manhood, it would be so easy to reach out and touch it. She didn’t want to interrupt him though. Her head was facing his crotch and he couldn’t see her open eyes but she could watch him work his rod. She thought she could get away with a morning stretch though and as she stretched her arms and legs she moved her body a little more on his, her left breast pressing down on the left half of his chest. Her head on the right side of Mr. Hunter’s chest. Her left hand reaching down and coming to a stop at the base of his cock, her fingers lightly resting against his tight balls.

  Mortified, Brad stopped mid-stroke and held his breath. He thought for sure Chloe was waking up but then she stopped moving and her breathing was steady. She was practically on top of him now, he could feel the rise and fall of her chest against his. Her delicate hand was against the base of his cock, his own hand still wrapped around his shaft and just above hers. Hell, he could feel her fingers on his ball sack. How did he get in this mess? How would he get out of it? Did he even want to get out of it? This was the most sexually excited he could ever remember being even with all the adventurous stuff he did with his ex. He didn’t think he could stop at this point.

  Chloe laid there atop Mr. Hunter, hoping he wouldn’t stop. As she stared at his fist with cock in hand, it finally started to move again. As he came down, the bottom of that fist grazed her hand that was resting at the base. As he went up, his balls were tugged tighter against her fingers. Chloe had very little sexual experience, unlike Mr. Hunter. However, like the man she was lying with, she had never been so sexually turned-on. She could feel where her crotch met his thigh getting damp with her moisture.

  Brad started moving his hand faster and faster, looking down at Chloe’s hand and now imagining that is was her stoking his meat. He knew was risking waking her as his hand came down harder and harder against hers but he couldn’t stop. He became aware of her sex, wet against his thigh. He didn’t know why she was so wet but it increased his excitement level. He shifted his leg so he could feel her pussy rub against it through her thin shorts. He knew he was getting close.

  Chloe couldn’t believe it when Mr. Hunter shifted his leg, causing his thigh to rub against her swollen clit. He had to feel her juices that were now soaking her shorts. She saw his cock get redder, the head of it swell even more. His breathing was growing rapid and she knew he had to be close. She shifted her body so that her pussy again rubbed against his thigh. Then she dared to close her hand more around the base of Mr. Hunter’s cock, her fingers now fully on top of his balls.

  Brad could feel the rumbles of an eruption. He looked down and saw that Chloe’s hand was now fully wrapped around the bottom of his shaft. It was the final bit of stimulation that sent him over the edge.

  Chloe saw the cum explode out and felt the first glob of it hit her cheek, just above her lips. More landed on his chest until the last bits of it were just running down his shaft, his hand, and her hand below his.

  Brad slowed his jerking hand until it came to a stop, resting atop Chloe’s hand. He relaxed that hand and willing the fingers to open let it lie palm down on the back of her now relaxed hand. He looked at the two hands together, both covered in his cum. He knew the shame would soon come but right now he was enjoying a moment of complete satisfaction, enjoying this moment of intimacy with Chloe. Even if she was asleep.

  Chloe wasn’t able to orgasm but like Mr. Hunter was also quite satisfied. Holding him like this, his hand on hers, his cum sliding down her cheek and now covering her lips, she felt safe, warm, and loved like she never had before. Her tongue moved out and she tasted the juice that was on her lips.

  9

  Now that the post-orgasm thrill was fading, Brad knew he need to get out of here and into the shower. He carefully moved her cum covered hand and shifted his body out from under her.

  Chloe debated pretending to wake up but decided against it. This memory would no doubt be a favorite that would carry with her for the rest of her life. She didn’t want to chance messing up this happy ending. Besides, Chloe knew she was staying another night and she still had time to seduce Mr. Hunter. She would have his cock.

  Brad stood by the bed. He removed his boxers and used them to clean the cum off of Chloe’s hand. He then looked at the face of this sweet angel. The cum that had been on her lips licked clean and Brad completely unaware that Chloe had tasted him. He stood there for another moment, completely naked, looking down. He couldn’t have her but he would have this moment for the rest of his life. He left the room and headed for the shower.

  Chloe rolled onto her back and slid her shorts down to her knees. After what just happened with Mr. Hunter she needed the release. With the visuals of him masturbating and spewing his cum fresh in her mind, she started fingering her clit. She loved the feel of his hot ejaculate landing on her face, dripping onto her hand. She was so wound up that it only took a moment before her orgasm rushed through her. She relaxed and realized she had to pee.

  Brad stood in the hot shower, letting the water wash away the residue of sin. Perhaps in some small corner of his mind he entertained the idea that Chloe was awake and watching. However, denial is a power thing and he felt the responsibility of what he did fully upon his shoulders. He was the grownup, he should have had more control of his actions. It was during these thoughts that he heard the door open and footsteps run in.

  “Sorry Mr. Hunter, I really have to pee,” Chloe blurted as she shoved her shorts down and sat on the toilet. A moment later a rush of urine was hitting the inside of the bowl.

  “You know there is the bathroom downstairs.”

  “I know but I really had to go and I didn’t think you would mind.”

  “No, it’s okay. Did you sleep okay last night,” Mr. Hunter asked.

  “Yeah. Although I had some pretty vivid dreams.”

  “You did?”

  “Yeah, and you were in them too.”

  “I was?”

  “Yeah, but they were good dreams Mr. Hunter,” Chloe replied as she stood and pulled up her shorts. “Do you want me to flush?”

  “No that’s okay. Just close the lid and I will flush it when I get out.”

  “Okay, do you mind if I hop in the shower after you?”

  “No.”

  “Thanks, I need to rinse off. I feel all sticky,” Chloe finished as she walked out of the bathroom and closed the door.

  Oh god, Brad thought. What was that all about? Was she awake while he was jerking his meat? Did she know he came all over her hand? No way. She wouldn’t be that happy and cheerful if she knew what he did. What he will never do again. He just had to try and act normal.

  Brad finished his shower and dried off. With a towel wrapped his middle he went into the hallway where Chloe was waiting. She came up and gave him a kiss on the cheek, pressing her chest to his at the same time.

  “Thanks again for letting me spend the weekend here Mr. Hunter. Maybe we can watch a movie or something tonight if you aren’t going out.”

  “You’re welcome Chloe and a movie would be nice.”

  “Cool, maybe something scary after Max goes to sleep.”

  “Max won’t be here tonight. He has a birthday sleepover at a friend’s house.”

  “Oh, so just the two of us,” Chloe said with a smile, “that’ll be fun,” and she went into the bathroom to shower, thinking of the possibilities. Her and Mr. Hunter alone in the house.

  The implication of being home alone with Chloe was hitting Brad hard. He could not let himself misbehave. No matter how much he wanted otherwise.

  10

  A half hour later Brad was in the kitchen making breakfast when Chloe came in. She was wearing a pair of cut off denim sh
orts, a plaid shirt with several buttons undone and tied at the waist so that her smooth belly was showing. Her was bra pushing up her considerable breasts, a great deal of cleavage showing. She made a damn fine Daisy Duke, just blonde instead of brunette.

  “mmm, breakfast smells good,” Chloe complemented.

  “We have bacon, eggs, and hash browns,” Brad said as he was flipping said hash browns.

  Chloe saw the plate of cooked bacon on the counter next to the stove where Mr. Hunter was standing. She walked over, leaned into Mr. Hunter, her bosom pressing into his back, and grabbed a piece of bacon.

  “Mind if I have a piece,” she asked near his ear before walking away with the stolen pork.

  “Would it make a difference if I said no?”

  “No,” Chloe replied.

  She was flirting with him, Brad thought. He couldn’t remember her ever rubbing up against him like this before. Now here he was cooking hash browns with an erection.

  Just then Max came running into the room.

  “Hey Chloe,” he yelled as he ran and gave her a big hug.

  “Hey Max. I heard you have a sleepover tonight.”

  “I do. It’s gonna be awesome. Were gonna play lots of video games, play in their pool, have water balloon fights. Totally awesome! Are you going to stay here with dad?”

  “I am.”

  “Good, then he won’t get lonely tonight.”

  “Nope Max, I’ll make sure he’s not lonely.”

  “Dad, you should marry Chloe. She’s great and I want her to be my mom.”

  Brad, listening to the conversation was trying to think of a reply. At least facing the stove Chloe couldn’t see his red cheeks. Although he realized that was probably the reason he was feeling so attracted to Chloe. She truly loved hanging out with Max and Max thought she hung the moon.

  “It’s not that simple Max,” he said as he turned the heat off the hash browns.