Page 3 of Please and Tease (Sweet Treats 6)

Meanwhile, Michael’s donut has long since been forgotten. His blue eyes practically glow in the darkness as he reaches a hand forward to stroke over my soft slit.

“I don’t know,” he rasps. “This feels like it’s still a little tight. Would you like me to massage it for you?”

My head drops backwards with pleasure as he begins to stroke my kitty.

“Mmm,” I moan.

He chuckles low in his throat and gently eases a big finger into my tiny hole.

“Does that feel good, Naomi?”

I manage to nod breathlessly.

“Oh yes,” I whisper. “But you know, you used both of my holes last night. Can you massage them both?”

Michael merely grins, flashing white teeth in the darkness.

“Sure can, sweetheart. Here, how about this? Does that feel good?” he asks while stretching my bottom with another finger. Now, I have two of the man’s thick digits in each of my sweet cavities, and it feels so good! Why would I ever give up my membership in Dads and Daughters when it gives me such ecstasy? With a whimper and then a long, throaty scream, I come all over Michael’s hands. Both my kitty and my bottom pulse delightfully, squeezing his thick digits with my sugar walls. He groans low in his throat, his rod already beginning to seep and jerk.

“It’s a good thing that I don’t have to get on the road until ten a.m. this morning,” he rasps while pushing my thighs apart for better access. “Because sweetheart, I’m going to enjoy these sloppy seconds before I leave.”

With that, the alpha male mounts me and the ride begins. I howl with absolute pleasure, my breasts bobbling as he uses my curvy body. In fact, Michael is right: it is better the second time around, and as the truck cab bounces on its springs, I give thanks to my lucky position in life.

2

Naomi

Limping a bit, I grab my laundry basket and step into the hallway. I live at the Lodge, and it’s a wonderful place. After I joined Dads and Daughters, Uncle Richard and I had a talk and we agreed that I should move out of his home and stay at the Lodge instead.

At first, Uncle Richard didn’t want me to go.

“Your father and I were brothers,” he said in a choked voice. “What would Ralph say if he knew you were living in a house filled with muscled truckers?”

I laugh gently.

“Uncle Richard, it’s okay. If Dad were around, he’d want me to live here. Roy was a long-haul trucker too, so he knows what the life is like. And at least I’ll be safe at the Lodge. They have everything: a gym, a sauna, a cafeteria, and even a full-service restaurant. It’s going to be fine, Uncle Richard. Thank you for providing a roof for all these years, but I’ve grown up.”

My uncle literally had tears in his eyes.

“Well, my home is always open to you, Naomi. It’s going to be lonesome here on my own without you.”

I pat his hand gently.

“But Uncle Richard, you’re not home that often because you’re out on the road all the time. I know it’ll be lonely when you get back because Aunt Dorinda’s no longer with us, but that’s okay. Just pop by the Lodge. I’ll be there, as will all of your trucker friends. We can grab a drink and a meal, and catch up,” I say with an encouraging smile.

My uncle wiped what looked like tears from his eyes and sniffled. But then he looked up and smiled at me with pride.

“I’m proud of you, Naomi. You’re just like a daughter to me, and I’m so honored to sponsor your membership in Dads and Daughters.”

I threw my arms around his brawny shoulders.

“I know, Uncle Richard. Life is changing, and it’s hard on everyone involved. But it’s natural. This is what happens as people grow up, and I’m a woman now. I turned eighteen six months ago, and high school graduation is just around the corner. It’s the perfect time to collect my degree, move out on my own, and start my new life.”

Uncle Richard sniffled and smiled again.

“I know. It’s just that you grew up so fast, Naomi! One moment, you were nothing but a wee girl with pigtails, and now you’re a woman and an associate member of the club too. I can’t believe it.”

I merely grinned.

“It’s okay, Uncle Richard. You’ll get used to it, and the transition will be awkward but everything will work out in the end, I promise. I love you,” I said fiercely, throwing my arms around him again.

After that chat, we smiled at one another again, and everything I said came true. I graduated and moved into the Lodge to begin my term as an associate member. At first, it was a little intimidating and I was very unsure, but there are older girls who show you the ropes. They’re very nice, and instead of being competitive and bitchy, they actually take you under their wing so that the adjustment goes off without a hitch.

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