After the beach (closed for Becaa57)

[Bluntitis]

When I stop you have blushes on your cheeks. In your eyes I read amazement and pity. My cock is throbbing in my pants. He regrets it too! That’s tough, but I didn’t want to go further without your consent. I feel responsible not to drag you in things you are not ready for. After all you are 20 and I have a natural ascendancy because of my age. No need to rush.

“Work is fine. But I have other things to worry about. Tomorrow I visit Clementine. A woman I met at the business dinner last week. She was flirting with me the whole evening and I made no bones about it either. She told me all about the magnificent house she is living in. At the end of the evening she invited me to visit her. I asked “when”, she said “any time”. At that time I thought it was a promising answer, now it seems disturbing. I hope she doesn’t jumps me at the front door.”

You smile at me. I don’t know what you think. Does it disturb you, or are you confident enough to trust me in this situation. And after all you don’t have me for yourself, I am still married. The reason why I have to leave you now. When we kiss goodbye you lay a hand on my buttocks. You never did that before. I melt!

 

[Becaa57]

I say goodbye, maybe just a pat on your bottom, wish you done that to mine. After I know your gone, I text my best friend Chris to see if she can comer over. I need to talk. She responds '10 Minutes, I'll bring wine!'. Chris is one of my first friends I made here, she and I clicked. We called each other sis, because neither of us had one. So it fit for us emotionally. She is only a few months older then I am, but a lot more experienced, so she became big sis, and I'm little sis. We only call each other that when we are alone, a private thing between us. I quickly change into just a t-shirt and shorts.

She comes in gives me a big hug. 'Ok Sis what's up???"

I pour us some wine, then sit on the couch facing her.
"I've met someone!"
she say's 'There is more to this, then just meeting someone'
"well remember the other day we were talking about married men as lovers?"
she nods
Taking a deep breath.
"He is older and he is married, I met him on the beach when I was crying over Bobby, he helped"
She thinks for a minute then asks, 'Have you had sex with him?'
I shake my head, "No, not yet"
'I see a dog bed in the corner, is it for his dog?'
I nod
'Has he slept over?'
"Yes a couple times"
'Are you sure there has been no sex?'
"We've kissed and he has kissed my breasts, held them in his hands, but that's about it"
she thinks some more. pours me another glass of wine.
'Ok sis, there are some rules you need to know about dating married men
1. Do NOT fall in love with him
2. Do NOT expect him to leave his wife, he won't
3. If you aren't on BC yet, get on it, married men don't like to wear condoms, I know you say you haven't had sex yet, but you're going to!!!'
There are some good things about it too
1. They usually have money, so will pay for dates
2. Sex is almost always better with them
3. because of number 2, It's usually not going to get too involved,
4. Not a forever relationship, but can last for year
5. You have more freedom yourself, but also need to be aware of his schedule"

 

[Becaa57]

She goes on,
'sounds like a lot. but in many ways it's better then dating guys who want a forever relationship'
pausing again
'To be honest, I prefer married men, for the positive things"

'You may no you should also get a guy who wants to hang around, is fairly flexible to fill in the empty nights. That guy we met the other day, had dinner right? Someone like him'

We talk more, and a few hours later, she hugs and kisses me goodbye.
'Text if there is anything else I can do, or answer'

I sit and think about what all she said, then text my friend John
"Are you up to dinner tomorrow?"
He comes back with
'Yes sounds great, about 7?'
"That works"

 

[Becaa57]

A little bit later I text you
"Hi Daddy, I miss you, go ahead and have fun with Clementine. I will have you all weekend"

 

[Bluntitis]

On Thursday afternoon I bike to Clementine. She lives in a posh area close to the beach. This area is build around 1880. The houses have huge gardens, a lot of woodwork, heigh ceilings and original stained glass windows. The house of Clementine has a deep sloping front garden, so you look up at the house from the front. I park my bike against a tree and climb the steps to the front door. What a majestic house! I ring the bell and step back. I don't feel comfortable.
I like to meet her again but I'm worried about the flirting. Did I start something I can’t control?

After a minute Clementine opens the door. She wears a sexy outfit! A transparant white blouse with a white lace bra. Underneath she wears a red skirt and half open shoes with high heels. To top it off she wears a pearl necklace. She looks stunning! We kiss as if we are a long time acquainted. She serves coffee in the conservatory at the back of the house. Out of the conservatory we look out on the back garden. We talk about work, our children and the restoration of the house. She is charming and quite physical. Touching my upper arm while talking. She really likes me. After the coffee she wants to show me the house. We start in the living room, then the kitchen. It’s as large as my living room! She insists on a tour through the whole house. I walk the stairs in front of her. After the bedrooms of the children, the bathrooms and the study room we enter the main bedroom. It feels awkward to step into her bedroom. She says “Come in, I want to show you the view on the sea”. She laughs and pulls my arm stepping in front of me. I feel an erotic tension. I imagine her setting an other step in the direction of the bed. Falling backwards on the bed her legs spread. Giving me a view straight of her bald . Winking me “Come on naughty boy, let me spoil you!!!”

I'm ashamed of my thoughts, it feels like I 'm cheating on you. Two weeks ago it wouldn’t have felt this way. In reality Clementine steps around the bed and gestures in the direction of the dunes. It’s a great view. In the distance we see the sea. She steps closer to me and suggests we could go to the beach on an other occasion. She lays her hand between my shoulderblades. I shiver and freeze . For a moment I don’t know what to do. She must have felt me shivering. She stops talking for a moment looking at me. Then steps back. She understands I don’t answer her rapprochement.

Ten minutes later I leave the house relieved. I promised to stay in tough. We will meet again at least work-related. I feel ashamed that I heated her fire with a lot of wood and then didn’t answer her rapprochement. At least I can look you straight in your eyes and tell you nothing has happened.

On the way back home I text you
“How are you sweet daughter? Looking forward to the weekend. Pick you up Saturday at 9AM. Alright?”

 

[Becaa57]

I'm actually at dinner with John when I get your text. Wasn't expecting one, and not nearly this early. I decide not ask, don't want to hear that you are waiting for her to get dressed or something. He is in the restroom so I can answer
"Hi Daddy, I'm good, out to dinner with my friend John!!! Looking forward to this weekend 9AM is good!!! Give Bruno a hug for me"
I send you a selfie of me in the restaurant, wearing a pretty dress.

 

[Bluntitis]

I watch the selfie and feel a little jealous of John. Tonight I have to share you with him. I direct my thoughts to tomorrow. In the morning I will do some gardening. Trimming the hedges and mowing the grass. In the afternoon I go shopping for the weekend. Best quality fish and meat. Looking forward to the bbq.

Before I go to sleep I text you:
“Sweet dreams! Hope you had a nice dinner!”

 

[Becaa57]

I'm actually sitting in a bar with John and some friends. I see your text.
"Ok Daddy sweet dreams"
I figure you may not want to know I'm still out.
locking eyes with Chris and nod yes to her unspoken question.
She smiles mouths, "Be careful"
Then out on the floor for what John has promised to be the last dance.
A bit later he is walking me home.
I kiss him goodnight at the door, a nice kiss with a full body hug, I can feel he is erect,, but I disengage and go inside.
I text him. "Good night I had a great time!!"
He comes back with, "A shame it ended so soon"
I respond with a " "

 

[Bluntitis]

On Friday I worry that I'm going to forget things on Saturday morning when I'm packing. My wife doesn't know I leave the house as well. I want to leave shortly after my wife and our daughters have left. But I have to pack a lot of things; Bruno's and me's stuff, food, beverages etc. Big question is, should I buy condoms? I hate to use them, it's such a downer to put a condom on. In addition by having them with you, you give away that you have thought ahead about having sex. I know it is childish but I don't like to admit it. I decide I can't take the risk to make you pregnant. I still shoot with sharp and I don't want to ask you in advance if you use BC. When you do I don't have to use condoms after all. I am pretty sure I am clean. When we have had sex, I can still do a stds-test to verify that I am clean.

 

[Becaa57]

Friday is my first day of taking the BC pill, with Chris's help I got a prescription right away, helps that she works for a Dr. He told me, that considering I'd just had a period, the pill will pretty much start working right away.
Then I go to a lingerie store, I have something in mind, that hopefully will reassure I want this, and if it doesn't work, will tell me that you don't want it.
My bag is packed ready to go, when Chris text's that they are going to get some drinks. I reply
"Ok, but an early night for me!"
Then I head out to the bar everyone is at. John is there as well, and makes room for me.

 

[Bluntitis]

Friday night is quite. First I help the girls to get packed for tomorrow. When they are to bed I drink a glass of wine with my wife and we watch some tv. After my last round with Bruno we go to bed. My wife is nice to me. She is a bit tense to drive to the pony camp tomorrow. Her orientation on the road is not that good. Gives her some anxiety. I rub her back and tell her that everything will be fine. She is grateful to me. Says she wants to go to sleep now to be fit tomorrow, but will make it up to me when she is back. I kiss her good night and we turn off the lights.

 

[Becaa57]

After I get underssed, I take a quick shower, worked up a bit of a sweat dancing with John. He really is a nice guy, but doesn't do much for me. Slip into bed, wondering if you are having sex with your wife.
Send you a text, and a selfie, the sheet up over my breasts, but nude in bed.
"Goodnight Daddy, see you tomorrow"

 

[Bluntitis]

Bruno and I leaving the house the next morning goes like I had expected. I pack fast but don't want to forget anything. The last I pack are the meat and fish on ice. Bruno sits next to me at the passenger site on the floor. He can lay at your feet when you step in. When I ring your bell I feel anxiety. I want this weekend to be perfect. Would like to show I am a good daddy and lover! The weather will be fine. Not too hot to hike and nice enough to lay on the roof terrace afterwards.

When you open the door I see a shining daughter. You are in the mood for a weekend in the wild or a wild weekend.

“Good morning, ready to go? I can’t wait to show you John’s cabin. Have you packed all you need?”

 

[Becaa57]

I've been ready for an hour, a few back and forth with Chris and John. Finally the doorbell rings, crosses my mind, should I give you a key?
Opening the door, I seeyou
Stepping into a hug and good morning kiss.
"Hi Daddy, yes I'm all packed, the swimsuit plus regular clothes"

 

[Bluntitis]

All the anxiety leaves my body. Our weekend starts now. I ask you if you like to drive. Hesitantly you accept, you never drove a big car before. With Pink on Spotify I direct you through the city center on our way to the mountains. Bruno lays at my feet. I have my hands free. Now and then I rub over your knee, exploring the inside of your thigh. You tap my hand. “Don’t distract the driver.”
“Okay, I leave that for later.” You smile at me and stick out your tongue. Without delays we arrive at the cabin. I show you the cabin and the roof terrace. The terrace is huge. It is partly build on the mountainside the cabin leans against at the backside. The bed in the bedroom isn’t kingsize but big enough for us. The roof terrace has an outdoor kitchen and deck chairs. I suggest we start walking after a refreshment. I have a backpack prepared with water and sandwiches.

“If we leave now we have plenty of time in the afternoon to use the roof terrace and do as we like.” I take you in my arms and we kiss then we walk in the direction of the mountain top. On the other side is a pond with cristal clear water where we can rest.

 

[Becaa57]

I'm very nervous driving you car, not so much it's the size, as I've driven big cars before, but how much it is worth!!. I never would have thought that I'd brush you hand away, but I need to concentrate on driving, not the tingles your touch is giving me. Finally arrive, and a breath of relief we get out.
OMG!!!! This is no rustic cabin I was expecting, it is very nice, fancy and obviously your friend didn't spare any expense. The cabin itself is nice, well laid out, the single bedroom is big!! No king size bed, but a queen, and a sitting area as well.
"This is beautiful!!! I thought he had a little one or two room cabin. This is much more, and I love the terrace"
We start walking to the top, and there is a pond with crystal clear water, "Is it too cold to swim in?" I didn't bring my suit, just me and whatever you have in the backpack. There are a couple of chairs by the pool that we sit in.
"Thank you daddy so much for bringing me here!!!" Leaning over I give you a soft kiss with hopefully the promise of more.

 

[Bluntitis]

The mountain peaks around us are reflected in the water of the pond. I am looking forward to lay on the roof terrace with you when we are back. But the water of the pond is a challenge. It’s so incredibly cold.

“I challenge you to dip with me in the pond. I have a small towel to dry us off. There is nobody here we can go in nude.”

I stand up as if I am ready to go in. I hope you don’t take the challenge. Maybe the hearth of your father will stop ticking when he goes in. Bruno doesn’t care, he goes in and out bringing me a branch that I throw in every time.

 

[Becaa57]

I look at you, nude??? I know I've done it once with you, but up here? I've been sprayed enough by Bruno that I know that water is very cold. Maybe a test?
Ok!!! Last one in, has to do the dishes!!!!
Stripping quickly, it's only a top, shorts and panties. I go running in, jumping in!!!
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I come up, and screaming from the cold!!!!! "God!!!! That's like ice"

 

[Bluntitis]

I love it!! You took the challenge. I am not that fast out of my clothes. So I cook and have to do the dishes. And sex afterwards? It’s pure slavery. I am exited. My cock grows walking to the pond. I jump in fast. “Oh God, this is so cold!!” We are immediately refreshed and go out. I get the towel and rub your outside dry. Giving you the towel to dry your intimate parts. I stand in the sun with my arms spread in the sun drying, waiting for you to come and rub me. After the jump in the water I have my cock under control again.

 

[Becaa57]

I laugh, noting the difference in our bodies reactions to cold. Your shrunk down, and my nipples are hard as rocks
"You're going to have a busy night Daddy!!"
I smile when you dry everything but my pussy.
Sitting back on the chair, still nude, letting the sun warm me some.
"Did you know that water was so cold?"

 

[Bluntitis]

“Of cause darling! I have done this before. Give me the towel, I will dry myself! Shall we go back soon, I long for a deck chair in the sun and a beer.”

I see you sitting in the chair nude. You are so beautiful. I sit on the armrest and kiss you. I grab your head and search for your tongue. Wanting a long wet kiss. With a hand I touch a breast. The nipple is still hard. I lower my head and suck on your nipple. My cock erected in my pants. I want to rush back to the cabin longing to make you mine.

 

[Becaa57]

I kiss you back, then when you move down to my nipples, hold your head to me.
"That feels so good Daddy don't stop!!!!!"
remembering I have plans for later, and don't want this to go too far

 

[Bluntitis]

Back over the top of the mountain you decent in front of me. You take a firm step. Apparently looking forward to a continuation of what we started.

At the cabin I unpack the backpack in the kitchen and lay the meat on the counter to reach room temperature. I ask you what you want to drink when you come out of the bedroom and put beach towels on the sun loungers. I slip into my swim shorts and join you with our drinks on the terrace.

“Here you are. A well deserved refreshment.”

I come to sit on the food end of your lounger. Laying your feet in my lap. We toast and kiss. I don’t know how to continue. It’s difficult to get out of the groove of being a good father. When our drinks are finished I ask “Would you like a massage? I can start with your feet and work my way up”.

 

[Becaa57]

I sit back, loving the view. sipping my drink. Wondering what this weekend will bring. I've changed into just shorts and a tank top, it's warm enough, although I did pack some warmer cloths just in case.

At your offer of a foot massage. "Yes, that would be nice! You give fantastic massages!!!" I think about adding daddy into that, but thinking if this weekend goes as plan calling you daddy may throw things off. Pushing my foot into your warm hands I lean back. "I love this view!!!!"

 

[Bluntitis]

“This will take a minute”. I walk to the cabin and come back with relaxing massage oil. “Lay back and relax love, this will take some time”. I take a little bit of oil in my hand and start massaging. First your feet. I don’t talk, just concentrating on the massage. When I am ready with your feet I ask you to turn on your belly. I knead your calves. You start to giggle. “Relax. Surrender to the massage.”

I enjoy touching your body!!! Coming much closer, eating you, wanting to merge!!! When I am ready with your upper legs it’s time for a change of scenery. “Sweety, if you like I massage the rest of your body. Shall we move to the bedroom?” I hope you are in the mood and ready to receive me.