Falling For My Boyfriend's Dad (F lf M)

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Allyson Monroe
Model: Tara Lynn

My boyfriend didn't exactly meet the definition of the word. He was a boy and he was a friend, but that was as close as it got. But what did you expect when you were a gay guy's beard?

The gay beard definition is simple. It is the boyfriend or girlfriend of a closeted homosexual, used to conceal their sexuality. And that was what I was.

Kevin Miller and I had been friends for the last couple years at college. He was never with the other guys trying to pick up chics and on more than one occasion, I saw him checking out Sidney, our college's football quarterback.

It was in our nonfiction lit class that I saved him from being outted by the one guy he was crushing on. And every since then, we've been inseparable. But to ask anyone, that would be because we're dating.

The tall, skinny, and lanky nerd, with his full figured nerdy girlfriend. It was perfect and in college, what more could they get? In high school it was much the same, so why not now that they were functioning adults and nothing happened to them to change that fact?

But as Christmas came along, just like grade school, our college closed for winter break and that included our dorms. Kevin was going to his father's and I didn't have the money to fly home to see my parents, so being the nice friend, he invited me, his “girlfriend”, home with him. Turns out, dad didn't know about his sexuality either, so on top of being a nice guy, it also benefited him. He did tell me that about six months before, his parents had finalized a divorce that had been a long time coming, so he was sorry if his dad was in a mood when they were there.

Oh well. I wouldn't have to use the remaining change I did have to find a motel for two weeks and I'd be going to San Diego, where it would be warm for Christmas.

But when we got there, I didn't expect the man who opened the door.

Brandon Miller
Model: Michael Justin

I opened the door, expecting my son and his girlfriend, who I expected to be as awkward as he was. But what greeted me was anything but.

The young woman had curves to die for and I was sure I could wrap my hands completely around her waist. And her breasts, I had large hands, but they would overflow in my grasp. And I just knew her nipples would be a perfect rosy pink.

As I looked at her, she looked at me, those gorgeous large eyes sliding over me as my own were sliding over her. She noticed and her cheeks darkened to the sexiest shade of red and I wanted to know right then and there what her body looked like flushed in passion.

This wasn't the kind of woman I was used to being around. Here in San Diego and near the beach, the women tended to be blonde, skinny as hell, and with big fake tits and this girl was anything but.

Those gorgeous eyes closed for a moment and she spoke. “Hello Mr. Miller. Thank you for having me,” she said and it was like music to my ears instead of that Valley girl voice I heard so damn often. As much as I wanted to know what that voice sounded like deep with desire, causing my dick to twitch as if being called to attention, being called Mr. Miller reminded me of one big issue.

She was my son's girlfriend and she was probably only twenty herself. I'm forty, due to be forty-one in a few months. As much as I wanted to touch and taste, even if only just once, why would a young fox like that want an old guy like me?

I'm wanting some silver fox. So i need someone to write Brandon, an older man, opposite my young Allyson. I want a hidden romance that starts out dirty and evolves into much more. There will be drama and secrecy, and a whole lot of fun. Models for the chatacters are as is. Check my O & Os in my signature to see if we mesh and PM me if interested.





In fear, I ran this way and that, the tastes of blood and chocolate in my mouth.

My yes please and not so much. ;)
And if you'd ever like to know why I was away for awhile