OLDER MAN: The Secretary's Secret Baby (Best Friend Brother Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult Sport Comedy Romance) (14 page)

“Well done,” a voice said.

I turned to see a gorgeous man with no shirt on and tight speedo like trunks that showed a large bulge in his crotch. His hair was a dark purple and his eyes were a piercing lavender. His body was a perfect tan color and he looked like a Roman god. This must be Roman I thought.

“Are you Roman?” I asked.

“No,” he said. “Who are you?”

“I am Alice, I am looking for Roman.”

“Why?”

“Because I am trying to get home and I know that he can help me get home,” I said.

“No, he can’t help you get home.”

“Then who can help me get home?” I asked.

“I can,” he said as he circled me staring at my body. I knew that look of lust in his eyes and I was flattered that he was looking at me in that way.

“How can you help me get home?” I asked.

“If you pass my test, I might tell you,” he said.

“What test?” I asked knowing full well what it would be after my experience with Jaken.

“I will give you a test and if you make a sound, then you fail. If you keep quiet then you pass, it is that simple,” he said.

“And the test is what exactly?”

He arched his eyebrows at me and I knew what that meant. I had to decide. I had passed Jaken’s test but that was really hard to do. Could I do it again? This guy was so fucking hot I felt like I was already wet between my thighs.

“Okay, I will take your test,” I said.

“Great. Let’s begin. Take off your dress,” He said as he pulled off his speedo like trunks. His cock was hard and thick and perfect. I opened my mouth as I realized that I would not be able to keep quiet if he was going to fuck me with that. I was screwed, literally. I took off my dress and was now naked on the sand of a magical tropical island. It felt great and exhibitionist like. He laid down in the sand and then he said, “Sit on my face Alice. I want to taste that sweet, sweet, cunt of yours.”

I looked at him surprised but relieved that he was not going to stick his cock inside of me. I hovered over his face and he said, “No turn the other way.”

I turned around and sat down on his face, now I was facing his cock. He was massaging and stroking it and I was so turned on already. Then he put his hands on my hips and guided me over his mouth. He began to lick and suck on my pussy and then he stopped and said, “Do the same to me.”

I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth licking and sucking as I massaged it with my hands. Then he started to lick me again. I loved having his cock in my mouth and I was fighting the feeling of moaning and groaning as he licked me. I moved my hips over his face getting into the groove of being licked by this perfect man, who I didn’t even know his name. I put my hand on his balls and massaged and pulled at them while I bobbed my head up and down taking his large cock in my mouth. I licked the tip and swirled my tongue over the tip of his cock and he moaned into my pussy and the vibrations moved through me. I wanted to scream out in pleasure but I wanted to pass the test. I felt his tongue enter me and he bounced my body up and down slowly on it and was fucking me with his tongue just like Jaken did. I was in the middle of this thought when it hit me. Jaken told me that Roman would lie and that everything he said I should think the opposite. So when I asked this man if he was Roman, he had said no. That means it was him! Oh shit! It was flooding my mind. What else did he say? The test. I was supposed to not make a sound and I would pass, that meant the opposite was true. If I really wanted to pass I had to make noise. It all made sense to me. I took a chance. I started to moan and groan and enjoy myself. The man stopped licking me, for a brief second. That’s when I knew I was right. Then he went back to licking me. I smiled and then started to yell, “Oh yes Roman! Yes Roman, lick me!”

“Damn, how did you know?” he whispered between licking me.

“I just did,” I said.

Then he picked me up and pulled me off of him. “Well since the test is over, might as well get a little wilder,” he smiled. He picked me up and maneuvered my body. I smiled at him. I was relieved. I had passed the damn tricky test! Now I was on all fours and Roman moved behind me. He pushed his cock inside me as he squeezed and spanked my ass. Then he started fucking me hard and fast crashing his body against mine. Our skins made a slapping sound and I enjoyed it. I felt Roman’s hands grab my bouncing tits as he leaned over my back to cup them in his hands as he fucked me from behind. It was so hot to have my tits fondled while he was fucking me from behind. Then he stopped and pulled out of me. “Stand up Alice,” he said as he stood up and extended his hand out to me. I put my hand in his and stood up. Then he picked me up like I weighed nothing and it felt amazing to feel light as a feather. It was like he had super human strength. He sat me down on a boulder and then and then moved between my thighs and pressed his hard cock inside of my wet pussy. He covered his mouth with mine and kissed me. His kisses tasted like vanilla and I moaned as I tasted him. It was delicious. Then he licked my nipples one at a time and started to fuck me again, harder and faster. Then I couldn’t take it anymore. I tensed up and my body convulsed as I tremor and shivered into an orgasm that shook through my body. I yelled out in ecstasy. “Oh yes! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Roman groaned and grunted like an animal as he listened to me. Then I saw him look down as he pulled his long cock out of me just a tiny bit so that he could watch his cock inside of me. “Oh sweet Alice. I could look at your pussy for all eternity. If you want to stay with me here on my island, I will protect you and fuck you forever,” he whispered in a lust filled manner as he watched. His words penetrated through me as Jaken had said something similar. It was the most romantic things that men had ever said to me and a part of me longed to stay, but it could just be the heat of the moment. Then he moved faster and harder and his hands cupped my full ass as he pounded me hard until his face tightened and he let out a sound shattering howl as he released himself inside of me. I felt the warmth of him as it dripped down my leg and I tried to catch my breath. I was still enjoying the remnants of my orgasm. Roman pressed his lips against mine in an aggressive way as though it was a goodbye kiss, and I guess in a way it was. He kissed me deep and passionately until we were both left breathless. Then he finally pulled away. He stayed inside of me with his pulsating cock, until he went soft once more. Then he pulled out of me. I sighed as I stretched out and stood on my feet. I found my dress and pulled it back on. I fixed it as much as I could in the tattered state it was in and I watched as Roman pulled on his speedo trunks. “Alice I am sad to see you go, but if you still want to go home, tell me now,” he said.

“Yes, I still want to go home. Will you show me the way home? Or are you still lying? How would I know if you were lying still anyway? I guess I could never really know?” I said suddenly realizing how true that was. He looked at me and gave me a devious grin. I had seen that grin before on Jaken. It was that bad boy grin that I could not trust and I knew that whatever he said next could very well be a lie as well. He winked at me and stepped very close to me and whispered in my ear, “Oh Alice, mmm…sweet Alice. I want to keep you.” Then he stepped away from me and  said, “You passed, that is not a lie. I only lie before the test. Now I speak the truth,” he said. I didn’t know if I should believe him or not but I really had no other choice. The island was the end of the long path I had been on so there was no other place to go. “Come with me,” he said as he extended his hand to me. I grabbed his hand and he led me through a patch of boulder to a small stream and a waterfall. The water fell silently into the stream, which was very strange. “This is the silent waterfall,” he said. If you drink from it, it will take you home.”

I looked at it. What would happen if I drank it and he was lying? Would I die? Would I end up somewhere else? I guess I didn’t have another choice.

“Or you could stay here with us,” a voice said.

I turned to see Jaken standing next to Roman. Where did he come from? They both stared at me with lust in their eyes. For a second I thought, what did I really have to go home too? I did not have hot men like Roman and Jaken lusting after me at home. In fact I felt like an undesirable overweight girl at home, and here I was a sex object. Everything here was so fantastical and odd and dangerous, it was a real place adventure. However, I knew that I had to get home. I had to know what was real again. I pushed my face forward into the waterfall and slurped in the falling water. Then there was a loud ringing in my ears. Then everything went black. I was asleep or traveling, or confused.

Hours later, I think, I stirred awake. My body felt sore and bruised as I rolled in my bed. Then I jumped awake! Unbelievable! It had all been a dream! Of course it was a dream, how could it not be? I pushed my hands over my face and sighed into him. “What a wild dream Alice,” I said out loud to myself. As I brought my hands down my face I noticed something. I looked at them and they were dirty. I had dirt and mud caked on my hands. What the hell? I looked at my arms and saw a few bruises, that would be there from a fall down a hill and into a hole. I pulled back the covers and was in shock at what I saw. I was in my blue and white dress. It was covered in dirt and ripped. My legs were dirty and bruised and I had my lace up boots on. I stood up and looked in the mirror. Then I noticed, I was not wearing panties. I looked around my room and did not see them. “Holy shit!” I said as I realized that maybe it had not been a dream after all. “Hello!”

I heard the voice again. The voice was from the bird, that I had heard in that strange land. I ran to my window just in time to see it fly over. My mouth dropped open. I didn’t know what was real or dreaming anymore, perhaps I would never truly know.

THE END

I was taking my first assignment interviewing a professional baseball player for a new sports website I was working for. I was so nervous and focused on my interview that I was caught off guard when the gorgeous athlete wanted more from me than just an interview. I was astonished when it was happening and it felt like an erotic fantasy that could only happen in my dreams.

As I dressed for my interview a part of me wanted to look professional but the woman in me new very attractive men would surround me. I wanted to feel desired and sensual.

I was a petite girl at five foot one, which meant that professional athletes towered over me. Something that made me feel thrilled and excited when I was around them. They were the epitome of real men, they were barbarians, and that’s what I always thought a real man should be. I wanted to feel rescued and protected and desired all at once.

I decided on a black body fitting dress that hugged my curves and extra high boots so that I didn’t have to tiptoe or strain my neck too much just to talk to them. I curled my hair and pulled it into a high ponytail. This was me being professional. I grabbed my recorder, my paper pad, and a few pens and stuffed them into my bag. I checked myself in the mirror. There I looked like a sexy reporter. It was the equivalent of a sexy librarian, I thought. I grabbed my media badge and placed it around my neck. It kind of ruined the outfit but it was a necessity.

I drove myself to the stadium and parked in the massive parking lot. There was a designated media section near the media entrance. I liked it. It made me feel important and valued. An intoxicating surge of power came over me. I felt good, and I felt desirable. I made my way down to the daily practice field for the baseball team. I watched from the side and felt aroused by watching all that testosterone in action. I noticed one particular player that kept looking in my direction. It was the pitcher Matt Mcgowan, and he was the person I was scheduled to interview. I don’t think he knew that fact though. Every now he would flat out stare at me. It made me feel uncomfortable and before I knew it I was sweating. His blonde hair was sweaty and it clung to him. His gray eyes were soft but focused. His tight uniform hugged his body tight and left little to the imagination. Before I knew it I was daydreaming about him taking me. He would rip off my clothes and fuck me hard. He was a man, an athlete, and there was something animal to that. The coach blew the whistle, which snapped me out of my daydream. Practice was over. A sudden flush came over me as I realized it was now time for my interview. I went into the stadium hallway and made my way to the ladies room.

I was scheduled to interview Matt after practice, which usually meant after they had time to stretch and shower and get dressed. Which meant I had plenty of time to freshen up. I hid out in the ladies room. I prepped my questions and practiced them out loud over and over again. I put on my lip gloss and brushed my pony tail. I took one last look at myself and approved of my appearance. I made my way down the hallway toward the locker rooms. Matt’s press rep stood out in the hallway on the phone.

He pulled the phone away from his ear long enough to say,

“Hello Emily Tracy. Jerry Glass, thank you for the interview. I have to run but Matt is ready for you. He’s in the locker room. Just go right in. Send me the article when it’s done.

“Okay, thank you.” He was gone as fast as he talked. I straightened up and opened the door. The locker room was already fairly empty except for a few lingering staff members.

Then I saw him. He was fumbling with a few things in his locker with a towel wrapped around him. He was freshly showered and his body was stunning. His thick arms were chiseled and his back was strong and firm. I involuntarily gasped at the sight, and he heard me. He turned and smiled at me.

“I’m so sorry. I thought you were ready for me,” I said diverting my eyes to the ground.

“I am,” he said.

“Oh, I see. Um, okay well then I will start.”

“Is this your first time interviewing?” he asked.

“Is it that obvious?” I asked.

“You just seem surprised by the locker room environment is all,” he said.

Of course he was right. I was not expecting to be talking to a naked man that only had a towel wrapped around him that could fall off at any second. It was very distracting.

“Yes, well if you’re ready for me than we can get to it,” I said.

“I’m ready for you,” he said as he sat down on the bench.

I cleared my throat and grabbed my pad of paper and pen out of my bag.

“Do you mind if I record this?” I said holding up my recorder.

“Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thank you.”

He sat down straddling the bench. I was well aware that now his legs were open wide and his manhood would be exposed to me if I sat across from him. So I stood instead. I stood as far away as I could. I felt myself shaking a bit and did all that I could to calm myself. I tried to not look at his towel, but it was hard not too. I think he noticed because every time I looked at him he had this cocky grin on his face.

I stood in front of him and began asking him questions. After a few minutes I wasn’t nervous and the interview felt more like a conversation. He was funny and made me laugh and we made eye contact a lot. I thought maybe I was feeling some flirtatious vibes from him, but that could just be wishful thinking.

After the interview I thanked him for his time. He stood up to shake my hand and the towel slid right off. I instinctively looked straight down at his crotch. I gasped. It was huge, and it was hard.

I looked up at him with wide eyes. He grabbed the towel fast and wrapped it around himself again.

“I’m so sorry about that.”

“No problem,” I nervously said. I gathered my things quickly then I walked toward the door.

“Wait,” I heard him say.

I turned and said, “Yes?”

“Will you have dinner with me? Tonight, if you’re free?”

I was stunned. I was not expecting that.

“Me? I am free, but I …”

Matt walked over to me slowly. I stared at him as he walked seductively. He stopped only inches from my body. He towered over me and said, “Can I have it?”

I was confused. My mouth opened slightly in response to his closeness.

“What?” I said and then swallowed hard.

“Your pen.” He smirked.

“Oh, yes.” I handed him the pen. He grabbed it and held onto my hand. He ran his hand down my arm and caressed it. I immediately felt aroused. I looked at him wondering what he was doing. He smiled and then started writing on the inside of my arm.

He wrote the name of a restaurant and the time of nine o’clock. He handed me back the pen and walked back toward his locker. I turned and walked out of the locker room.

When I got home, I looked at my arm. Was this real? Was I really going to have a date with a sexy baseball star? I couldn’t believe it.

I went to my closet and tried on multiple outfits. I took a long shower and lathered myself in lotion. I picked out a pair of matching red panties and bra, just in case, and thigh high stockings. I put on lots of mascara and curled my hair. I wanted to look my best.

At ten minutes after nine, I arrived at the restaurant. Matt was already sitting at a private round booth in the dimly lit elegant restaurant. The host showed me to the table and I exchanged a shy hello with Matt.

I slid into the booth next to him and he put his arm around me. That was very fast, I thought, but these athletes were used to getting what they wanted.

“I’m glad you came,” he said.

“Thank you for inviting me,” I said.

“Drinks?” he asked.

“Yes, please.”

He called the waiter over to the table and said, “A bottle of your best champagne.”

His words made me feel excited. He was sparing no expense to have my company.

He ordered a four-course meal for us and we made light and fun conversation. I was having a really good time, and I became less and less nervous. That was, until dessert came. The waiter sat down poached pears and a crème sauce in front of us.

Matt looked at it and then looked at me and whispered, “I was hoping to have dessert back at my place.”

I looked at him and smiled. I could barely talk. Then he continued, “But I guess we can start dessert here.”

He put his hand on my thigh under the table.