“Uh, oh, daddy.”
“Oh, I am daddy, now, little brat?” Lee chuckled, popping his hips and sending his cock deeper into her folds.
“Yes, oh yes, Daddy, fuck my little pussy.”
Lee pushed her head down and pulled her arms back, hooking his fingers around her wrist. He plodded in and out while her face smashed against the messy sheets. Lee was gone, and Daddy was in control.
With a hard thrust, she propelled her further onto the bed. He let go of her wrist to pop his palm against her wiggling ass.
“Stop fucking running,” Lee groaned, “Take it like a big girl.”
Recovering from the first blow of an orgasm, Mari lifted her head and began to work her ass in circles against his stiff cock. The pleasure he provided was kin to heaven, even as his palm pulled at her curly hair.
“Uh.oh. Uh, uh, fuckmm,” Mari whined, grasping the sheets for the wild dick ride.
Lee had the experience Mari lacked but the vigor of a young man. He pushed and slammed his hips onto her backside and enjoyed each scream that escaped her throat.
“Ahh! God! Hmm, uhh, daddy….”
“You wanted to be a brat this morning, didn’t you, little girl?”
“Yessss, oh, fuck,” Mari fell still and relished in each jab into her swollen hole.
“Do you know what I do to bad girls?” Lee asked.
Before she could answer, she felt the ache of his thumb piercing her back door. The sharp pang broke her, and she petitioned against it.
“Oh, no. Umm, no,” Mari blubbered.
Her hole was tight and somewhat off-limits. But she couldn’t deny that her cunt was drenched from his exploration.
Lee pushed in and hooked his thumb inside, “Relax.”
Mari breathed through the slight discomfort that turned shortly into a euphoric sense. Lee stretched her hole before backing out and grasping her thick ass cheeks. He rammed inside with the stamina meant to punish her little pussy. She was so small and easy to discipline.
When he swiftly backed out of her pussy, Mari switched toward him. She caught the last few drops of his load on her tongue and smiled before swallowing them.
“I wanted to paint that pretty ass of yours,” Lee said after gathering his bearings.
“Sorry, Daddy,”
Mari giggled and confirmed to his side. His arm stretched around her, and she settled her head on his chest.
“That was amazing,” she breathed, sliding her palms against the hair on his stomach.
Mari was in heaven and never wanted to leave his side.
“When is your date, baby girl?” Lee asked.
“Oh, I don’t know.” Mari chuckled at the lie she had told him, “I could cancel.”
“No, no. It would be best if you had some fun. You can’t be cooped up with my old ass all the time. You’ve got to live your life,” Lee suggested, “I am trying to make the best out of my fucked up situation. I never dated much. I met my ex-wife in high school and….”
“She hurt you a lot,” Mari commented.
“Yeah,” Lee chuckled, “But I needed it. I was…”
“No one deserves to be cheated on, Daddy, seriously. You didn’t need it.” Mari argued.
“No, but I needed to get away from her. She’s always been my crutch, and now I am a free man. And I met you,” Lee smiled, kissing her forehead.
Mari felt the butterflies soaring around her stomach before his lips fluttered toward her cheeks.
“You are a sweet girl, Mari. I want you to have fun tonight, okay?”
Mari nodded, although there was no date to be had, and she could have instead laid in the bed with him all week.
“What are your plans?” Mari asked, hoping it didn’t involve another woman.
“I’ve got a buddy who needs me to work on his motorcycle. I might take a ride if I can fix it before dark.”
“You’ve got a motorcycle?” Mari’s eyes widened with excitement.
“Yeah, it’s in the garage. Have you ever ridden on one before?”
“No!”
“Next time you come, I’ll take you out, alright?”
Mari’s mind was doing cartwheels, and she wanted to scream the truth, ‘Lee, I love you, and I don’t want any dates that don’t include my daddy.’
But instead, her mouth became dry, and she held him closer, relaxing as his palms brushed against her back and butt. She reached for his cock, limp against his thigh.
“Next time, baby girl,” Lee chuckled, “You wore me out. I can barely keep up with you.”
Mari giggled. Lee had satisfied her, but her love language was sex. She couldn’t tell him how she felt, but she knew her pussy could speak volumes.
–
+2 weeks later.
–
“I need a blue motorcycle, and uh,” Mari looked at her scribbled handwriting and blinked, “Fuck, fuck, um, Wine Russian? I think.”
“White,” Ginger corrected, “A blue motorcycle and a white Russian.”
“God, I hope so.”
“If not, I’ll make another,” Ginger chuckled, “Calm down. It’s the first week you’ll get the hang of it.”
“The last customers didn’t even tip me. I am like that bad.”
“Did you check the receipt?”
“No.”
“What are you doing after this?” Ginger questioned, pulling two glasses from under the bar.
“I don’t know. I can’t….” Mari looked toward the table she was serving and back at Ginger, “Oh, god! They’re Leaving. Oh my God, is it because of me?”
Ginger looked over as a pair of girls walked toward the back of the restaurant, “They’re going to the bathroom, girl, relax.”
“Oh,” Mari breathed a sigh of relief and tapped the bar, “Drinks?”
“In a minute, stand by the telephone, and stalk your tables from there. You’re making me nervous.” Ginger waved.
Mari stepped back. She scooped the tables on the way, stretching by her neck to see if any of the 20 patrons needed refills. She bumped into a woman on the way and excused herself with a smile before catching her date’s glance. It was Lee.
“Uhhm, sorry….”
Lee chuckled and wrapped his shoulder around the short-haired brunette, “Mari, Mari, this is Candace. Candace, Mari, she’s a good friend of mine.”
Mari nodded toward him. Everything seemed to move slowly as Candace extended her hand.
“Nice to meet you.”
“Yeah,” Mari nodded and shook her hand.
“We were supposed to be following someone, but I don’t know where she went,” Lee chuckled and spotted the hostess in the distance, “She’s right over there. Mari. It’s good to see you again.”
Candace smiled, “Nice to meet you, Mari. It’s so loud here and crowded too.”
“Do you want to go somewhere else,” Lee asked.
“Mari!” Ginger shouted, “Drinks are Ready.”
Mari rushed toward the bar on wobbly legs and grabbed the drinks. She strode for the delivery but rushed back to the bar.
“I just saw my sneaky link. He’s on a date.”
“Don’t go acting crazy in here, Mari.”
“No, It’s cool. We are just friends. I didn’t know he was dating so many other people, though.”
Mari watched as the pair sat smiling. It sent a lurking tinge of resentment that made her bite her lip.
“Mari, go see about your tables. Sasha’s not here to take up the slack.”
Mari groaned and nodded, “I’m on it.”
After getting one table served, the bussers hurried, and the next customers were seated, replaced with new faces to smile and serve. Occasionally, Maris’ gaze traveled across the restaurant to catch glimpses of Lee’s broad smile.
“Bahama Mama and Bud Light Lime,” Ginger repeated, placing the drinks on the bar.
She noticed Mari’s eyes and looked back, unsure which patron she was eying.
“Mari,” Ginger snapped her fingers, “Go.”
“Lee has never offered to take me on a date,” Mari grumbled, arranging the drinks neatly on her slab.
“You said you two were just fuck buddies, right? You know how dudes are, get one and next 15 one coming,” Ginger excused, “Fuck him, and be happy. I sure need some dick.”
“Yeah, but still, he’s a kind guy. He’s not even like that….”
“Girl, go wait for your tables,” Ginger laughed.
Thanks to new technologies, most guests ordered their food via the disk at the table, but it was Mari’s responsibility to bring the dishes out. She balanced the tray above her shoulder, maneuvering through the crowd and the few steps.
Mari paused when she glimpsed Lee’s exit. His hand was wrapped in Candace’s, and her manicured fingers were clenched neatly around his with her head on his shoulder.
“Ma’am?”
Mari looked down and smiled at her confused patrons, “Oh, god. I am so sorry. It’s my first week and….”
The table busted into laughter, and Maris’ face blushed red in embarrassment, and she blamed Lee for the distraction.
“What’s wrong?” Ginger asked as Mari plopped on a bar seat with her phone.
“I can’t do this, fuck buddy shit,” Mari scowled, “I’m blocking his ass, right,” she pressed the button, “Now.”
Ginger chuckled, “Good riddance.”
–
Mari was counting her tips at the table alone, awaiting Ginger to finish restocking the bar items for the next day. She felt an emptiness in the pit of her stomach until someone sat down in the booth across from her.
Lee gave her a broad smile, “You made a lot of money tonight. Are you taking me on a date?”
“I….” Mari looked toward the locked door, “How did you get in here?”
“Told one of the girls I was waiting on you, and she let me in. What time do you get off? And why the hell didn’t you tell me you worked right beside the shop?”
“I…” Mari averted her eyes to focus on counting her money, “Where is your date?”
“She had to go home early. One of her kids got sick,” Lee answered, “I tried calling your phone, but it wouldn’t go through. My service sucks sometimes. I hope it’s okay. I stopped by.”
Mari remained quiet, and Lee grasped her small hand, “What’s wrong, baby girl.”
“Nothing, I’m just tired.”
“Yeah, I know the feeling. Will you be tired with me tonight, or are you busy?”
“I can’t. I have, like, stuff to do,” Mari shrugged.
“Stuff, hmm, what kind of stuff?”
Mari shrugged, “It’s really none of your business.”
Lee nodded and rubbed his jaw. Had they been alone, he would press her for details regarding her attitude and swat her rear for the disrespect. But he sensed maybe he wasn’t the problem here.
“I’ll, mm. I’ll talk to you later?”
Mari flipped her bills to the head side and shrugged, “Yeah, whatever.”
Lee stood feeling foolish. His palm pressed against her shoulder before his lips seared her forehead.
“Have a good night, baby girl.”
Lee didn’t feel right. Something was going on, and he decided to wait for her in the parking lot. The lights dimmed for completely closed operations, and he eyed Mari and a friend exiting the back door. He drove over and rolled his window down.
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