2017 school sex stories: DRIVING MISS DAISY – Part 1B
Daisy was in tears by the time she reached her room. Her sorority sisters ran to her aid. “What did that jerk do to you, Daisy,” they asked.
Daisy took a tissue and blew her nose before replying. “Nothing…he did nothing. It was my mother; she bossed my father around mercilessly. John told me he saw nothing but a hollow shell when he looked at my dad.”
“Surely, he didn’t mean that.”
“No…he did and he’s right. My dad is nothing more than a slave to my mother. She treats him like he’s dog shit. She destroyed my engagement. Where will I ever find another John?” She fell onto the bed as her sobbing continued for almost an hour.
Then she roused herself and took her phone from her pocket. A few seconds later she spoke to her mother. “Thanks for nothing, Mom. You couldn’t take it easy for even a single weekend? You berated Dad the entire time. John told me he thought Dad was nothing more than your slave and when he looked into his eyes he saw someone who…someone who was just a shell of a person. Then he told me that he couldn’t see himself like that in thirty years. He broke the engagement. Thanks a lot, Mom! You’ve fucked up my life!” She ended the call and I could hear what I thought was the phone clattering off the wall and more of Daisy’s sobbing.
I turned to Rob and asked, “What do you think?”
“Personally…you did the right thing unless you enjoy being bossed around. Was it really that bad?”
“No…it was worse, much worse. I’ve never seen someone beaten down emotionally like Daisy’s father. I feel so badly for him.” I went into my room and laid my head on the pillow. I looked back on my relationship with Daisy. Other than the lies and deception and the bossiness she was really a good girlfriend. So far as I knew the lies had ended early on so the only ongoing issue was the bossiness–her continuing attempts to run everything, including me.
There was no way I would become anything close to what her father had become. I was smart—very smart—and I had a product that almost everyone would want. My patent had been approved and my first client was the university. There was also interest in the patent office. Once that happened, I knew, I’d pick up other government agencies. Damn, I was going to be a millionaire. Even a nerd could attract plenty of hot women if he was rich enough. I closed my eyes knowing that I’d never sleep. I kept seeing Daisy in my mind—her cute face, sparkling eyes, and gorgeous sexy body. I doubted that I’d ever forget the sensation of her silken muscular pussy, but no pussy was worth the price being with her would cost.
I had just finished a tutoring session with some freshman computer sci. students and was almost to Professor Eastman’s office when she tackled me. Okay, maybe “tackled” was too much, but she certainly latched herself to my leg and she wasn’t letting go. It had been two weeks since I had broken the engagement. I had missed Daisy, but felt that I had made the right decision.
“Please, John—can we talk. I miss you so much. Please?”
“Daisy, come on now. You need to stand up. I agree that we need to speak, but not here, and certainly not like this. Let’s go outside and find a bench where we can sit down and speak like responsible adults.” I pulled her up, handing her the hankie I always carried in my right rear pocket. She wiped her eyes and blew her nose before handing it back to me. I gingerly dropped in into a trash can as I led Daisy out the door.
The university is on a big hill so we found one of dozens of benches along one of the walkways. I sat her down and joined her. “Daisy, I’m going to ask you some questions to start this and I expect you to be completely honest. I know much more than you realize. Now…why did you approach me back in December and don’t tell me it was about the math because I know better.” I stopped then and waited for her to speak. It was quite a long wait, but hopefully worth it.
Eventually, she looked up and brushed away her remaining tears. “Okay, the honest truth; I realized that my B.A. in psychology was almost worthless. I didn’t want to go home to live with my parents after graduation. You’ve seen what my home is like. One of our pledges is studying computers and she had heard about your program being worth a lot of money. I thought I could trick you into marrying and supporting me, but you’re too smart.
“Then, after winter break, I began to see you differently. I realized what a wonderful person you are. We began kissing and touching and I loved it. I realized that I was falling in love with you. John, I am in love with you. I’m sorry for being so pushy. That’s how I grew up—with my mother totally dominating my father. I thought that was normal. Over the last two weeks I’ve talked a lot with my sorority sisters about their family life and I’ve learned that the way I grew up wasn’t normal. I’m so sorry for acting like that, John. Can’t we try again…start over? Please?”
She stopped talking then and burst into tears. I reached for a handkerchief, but my pocket was empty. I removed my shirt and handed her my undershirt then returned my shirt to my body. Daisy took it and giggled. “I wish you’d keep the shirt off along with everything else you’re wearing. Then I’d really be able to show you how much I love you.”
“Maybe, but I’m sure I’d be arrested. I don’t think they allow conjugal visits in the city jail. I need to think about this, Daisy. That means you need to leave me alone. I’ll meet you here on this bench, same time in two days. I’ll have an answer for you then.” I rose, leaned forward, and kissed her cheek, leaving her there with my tee shirt as I returned to my dorm.
I wasn’t surprised to find Rob in our living room working to correct homework for Professor Newton. He looked up, surprised to see me. “Aren’t you supposed to be covering for Eastman during office hours?”
“Yeah, but I was tackled about ten feet from the door. It was Daisy. I took her outside when she said she wanted to talk. She basically told me everything.”
“She told you that she was looking for a meal ticket?” He sounded incredulous.
“She did. She owned up to everything, even telling me that she thought bossy women were the norm until she discussed it with the other girls in her sorority. She wants another chance…a chance to start over.”
“Well? And don’t tell me that you’re going to do nothing.”
“No, not this time—this time I need to make a decision, but, honestly, I don’t know what it will be.” I retreated to my room and laid my head on the pillow. I cleared my mind and tried to apply the same logic I used in programming to my love life. Good luck with that! Surprisingly, I fell asleep and when I woke up I had an idea. The best thing about it was that I could delay making the real final decision for as long as a year. Then I had another idea and I knew that I’d be okay. Hopefully, we’d be okay, too, but only time would tell about that.
Checking my watch I saw it was almost time for dinner so I went out to the living room to help Rob. He graded the students’ work while I entered the grades into the computer. “So…what did you decide?” He laughed as I explained. “Well, if nothing else you should get at least a year’s worth of hot pussy.”
“I was thinking of at least two!” We shared another laugh and left our suite for dinner. I was in higher spirits than I had been since driving to Daisy’s home.
Daisy was there on what I now called “our bench” as I approached. She jumped up and tried to hug me, but I told her to wait until I had told her of my decision. “If you want us to continue our relationship we can, but it will be on my terms. Your parents live in western Massachusetts. I had planned to move near my parents in Long Island because I’ll need to be near a major airport. I’ll get an apartment and I invite you to join me. We’ll live together for at least a year and if things are good between us then I will propose again, but there will be a strong pre-nuptial agreement to protect my business that will be agreed to at that time.
“Even the most successful business needs seed money to get started. My dad insists on a pre-nup because he’s risking his life savings and his opportunity to retire at sixty-five. Considering that you initiated our relationship on a bunch of lies to access what we both hope will be my fortune….”
“You don’t have to say it, John. You’re right. I did lie to you over and over, but that was a long time ago. I’m so ashamed of what I did. Does this mean we’ll be living as husband and wife even though we won’t be married?”
“It does, but I probably won’t require you to do anything you haven’t already done except maybe anal, but there’s more. Don’t agree until you’ve heard the rest. I don’t want you in contact with your mother: she’s a terrible influence on you. I do understand that you are her daughter so that’s going to happen, but only occasionally. Rarely would be better. However, I will not have anything to do with her except attend her funeral when the time comes. The logistics are simple. My parents have a big SUV. After graduation they’ll take all of my stuff and whatever of yours they can carry. You and I will drive to your parents’ home to pick up whatever you want—clothes, CD’s, whatever with the limit being that it has to fit into my Civic. Then we’ll drive to New York. We might have to stay overnight somewhere en route depending on what time we leave their place. Okay, that’s it.”
“I agree, but we won’t need to drive to Springfield. There’s nothing there I want or need. Everything I want and need is right here on this bench.” I extended my hand. She took it and I led her to my dorm. Once in the suite we couldn’t get our clothes off fast enough. I lay on the bed and pulled Daisy down to me. Her lips were hungry as she pressed them to mine. She gripped my short hair like a drowning person would grab a life ring as her tongue found its way into my mouth. Her hand found me hard and hot, already leaking pre-cum.
She moved quickly to straddle my hips and a second later my cock disappeared into her slender body. She arched her back to better drive her clit into my abdomen. That worked for me, too. Every action of her body squeezed and flexed my rigid organ. I’d like to say that we worked together like the parts of a fine watch, but that would be a lie. Our movements were erratic and uncoordinated, but—damn—they got the job done, and in record time. Daisy came twice in less than five minutes which was fortunate because I literally exploded within her.
Parent Post: DRIVING MISS DAISY – by senorlongo
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