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She’s my best friend’s daughter so I know I shouldn’t want her
to be my babygirl but…😈 Fifty-five
years was old enough to appreciate the rarity of her effect on me. I’d never
felt like this about another woman.

Every thought I had related to her.

Every dream at night was a fantasy about her.

Every text I received, I hoped was from her.

She made me young again.

Clover: I have a surprise for you.

Me: Color me curious... 😈

Clover: They say good things come to those who wait, but I’m finding it ever so
hard to wait until you come pick me up.

Me: That’s a coincidence. I’m finding myself ever so hard thinking about coming
to get you.

Great. She’d turned me into an adolescent, and I couldn’t stop myself. That was
the problem. No matter how much I’d learned to exercise the muscles of my
self-control when I quit drinking, I told myself the only way to get my craving
for Clover out of my system was to yield to it.

And beyond simple sexual temptation, I found myself wanting to do anything to
make her smile.

The anticipation of Clover’s surprise was driving me wild. I fantasized about
sexy scenes—a romantic picnic in a secluded spot, a getaway to a nearby beach
for some private time under the stars, with cozy blankets and her in my arms.
But there was one setting in particular that had put me through a long night of
soul searching.

Should I, or shouldn’t I?

Clover was the first female I’d met who made me want to get it right. To be the
one who helped her grow in life. And I felt safe with her—like there was
nothing to run from, only someone I wanted to run towards. It put me at ease,
but at the same time, shook me up.

I could have her tight little body pressed up against me in all the right
places, naked, and I’d still need to hold her tighter.

My heart raced with excitement as I started up the truck and drove to fetch
her, knowing it was more than just sex. God knows I wasn’t looking for anyone
when she got off that bus, but I needed to spend more and more time with her.
Working with her wasn’t enough.

And I wanted her to get to know the real me, to knock down all the walls I’d
constructed and let her in.

On that note, she wasn’t the only one with a surprise to share.

* * *

The drive to Mendocino was the perfect setting for Clover and me to get to know
each other better. I’d missed having her around all the time to talk to, and it
felt so right having her on the passenger side of my pickup.

“So, have you thought of what you want to do now that your parents sold the
farm?” I asked.

“I don’t really know,” she said. “I’ve never been one of those people who
always knew what they wanted to be when they grew up. Probably why I was
perfectly happy taking care of the goats and gardens every day.”

I thought for a moment, trying to come up with what to say, but the best I
could do was, “You’ve got plenty of time.”

She worried her bottom lip between her teeth and smiled rather wistfully as
Highway 1 wound around the tight curves, taking us from 101 North to the coast,
cutting west through mountain forests. “I guess serving coffee the rest of my
life isn’t the most ambitious thing I could ever aspire to.”

I picked up her hand and gave it a gentle massage. “You can work there for as
long as you need.”

Clover kicked up her bare feet on the dash, and I wondered why her every
movement reminded me of how much I wanted to be inside her. There was nothing
contrived or insincere about anything she did. I wasn’t a fan of phony vibes or
playing games, and neither would even occur to her.

She looked as if she were weighing my offer and said, “I don’t know. The boss
can be a real hard ass, you know?”

We checked in to The Sea Ranch Lodge up the coast from Mendocino and hung out
until it was time for our reservation at the restaurant overlooking the ocean.

They decorated the place with candles and white linen tablecloths. We ordered
food from an extensive menu that included seafood and local delicacies. The
conversation flowed easily, as if we’d spent years in each other’s company as
adults, instead of just over a month now.

When it came time for dessert, however, I had something much more important
than sweets on my mind. The question at the tip of my tongue hammered at me.

I cleared my throat before asking Clover about what had been on my mind the
entire drive. “Would you want to explore something new with me on this trip?”
Her eyes lit up with excitement, which muddled my fears that she might refuse
or run away, scared by my proposition. Taking a leap of faith, I continued, “I
know this may sound strange, but... I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.”
I’d made a reservation for us at Liberté, just in case she was up for it. It
was too risky to take her to The Ranch in town. Even though it enforced a
strict rule of secrecy—What happened at the sex club, stayed at the sex club—I
was nervous about running into someone we knew there.

Clover looked out the window at the soft peach and pink hues painting the sky,
and a smile trembled over her lips.

“When you were staying at my place, you agreed to trust me to lead the way
sexually and otherwise.” Her appeal as she sat across from me—young, kind, and
inexperienced—was devastating. I studied every move she made and held my
breath.

She became increasingly uneasy under my scrutiny, shifting in her seat and
clearing her throat.

“Use your words, baby girl,” I encouraged.

She took a sip of water, and I placed my hand over hers, hoping to soothe her
nerves.

“I did,” she said matter-of-factly. “I do.”

Those two simple words hit me like a gut punch, evoking a mind-blowing image of
standing beside her at an altar someday.

Clover gazed into my eyes, not knowing how sensuous her voice sounded. “I’m
just not used to having these conversations with you, with anyone, so openly.
But I want to try. I’d like to please you.”

Suddenly, my thoughts were all about her body and what was beneath that skimpy
little number she was wearing. All the things I could do with it. My cock was
hard.

“I’ve booked us a reservation at a sex club tomorrow night. Make no mistake,
I’m not sharing you. But it will be an opportunity for you to learn more about
the lifestyle.” My dom showed up unwelcome, refusing to take no for an answer.
It came across in my tone.

She took a moment to catch her breath. I could practically see her head
swirling with doubts. She wavered as if trying to comprehend what she was hearing,
and I reassured her, “Your daddy will be with you the entire time, keeping you
safe.”

“I know you’ll protect me. I’ll go.” She said.

“That’s right,” I said, unable to prevent the swell of pride I felt when she
was brave.

Clover eyed me with a mischievous expression. “Are you ever going to ask about
the surprise I have for you?”

“Please. Tell me.” The underlying sexiness of her words captivated me.

She leaned closer so only I could hear. “There’s something else besides going
to a sex club that I did this week for the very first time.”

My pulse pounded. “If you don’t tell me this instant, I think I’ll self-combust
from lust,” I said, taking a huge swallow of water to lessen the way my body
had just turned into a furnace.

She straightened herself with dignity and said with a significant lifting of
her brows, “Let’s just say, I’m completely bare...” She paused meaningfully.
“Down there.”

You couldn’t have gotten me out of that restaurant and back into our room
faster if you had held me at knifepoint.

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