Dakota’s POV
The only thing that has changed about Hunter in these few weeks that we started dating is that he is more affectionate in terms of physical affection. Other than that, he’s still the same old, grouchy man, and I wouldn’t trade him for the world. I think it would freak me out if he was just super nice all of a sudden.
I’m really excited for tonight, because it’s our Saturday date night. Hunter told me that he is going to cook us a meal, instead of going out to eat. I thought that cheerleaders were bad about counting calories, but Hunter is like a calorie calculator. I guess it is different in a sense, but still. He can’t eat this or he can’t eat that because he needs to stick to his meal plan. I never knew just how meticulous body builders had to be about their nutrition, and don’t even get me started on his workout regime. They guy worked out five hours each day, six days out of the week.
I put on a nice little blue slip dress. I often feel like blue doesn’t match my hair very well, but I really like the way that this dress looks and feels. I curled my hair, put on some sandals, and headed out the door. Right as I open the door I crash into someone. I look up to see my brother, Brady. I guess he was here to see my parents.
“Where are you going all dressed up?” he asked when he looked me over.
“No where, and I’m not dressed up. You just don’t have a good fashion sense” I tried to walk out of the house, but he stopped me by grabbing me by the arm.
“Ah ah ah. Not so fast kid. Cough it up” He crossed his arms.
“Fine. I’m going on a date with my boyfriend. Happy?” I huffed at him and he looked at me in disbelief.
“When did you get a boyfriend? And how come I never met him?” Oh so now he wants to be all protective.
“Well you would have known if you ever came to visit. I have to go Brady, I don’t want to be late” I pulled my ar, out of his grasp and rushed off to my car. I pulled out of the driveway without sparing him a glance. Was I being too harsh? I know that he’s all grown up now, but I wish that he would visit me more often.
I knocked on the door excitedly, and I opened it to find a very handsome Hunter in some dark washed jeans, and a white button up shirt, “You look really good, daddy”
“Watch it brat. I wanna actually eat dinner first” He brought me into his arms after closing the door.
“It smells good in here. What did you make?” I sniffed the air and then smiled at him.
“I just made some salmon and asparagus” He shrugged, and I don’t know how to cook so that sounds really fancy to me.
“That sounds good, but doesn’t your pee stink when you eat asparagus?” I scrunched up my nose, and he just rolled his eyes at me.
“C’mon brat, let’s go eat. I’m starving.” He led me into the dining room, and I was shocked to see that he already plated everything and there was even a candle sitting in the middle of the table.
“You are so cute Hunter. I love this!” His cheeks flushed a little, and I gave him a quick peck on the lips as he pushed my chair in for me.
“Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Shut up and eat your asparagus” Wow, what a charmer. The salmon was actually really good, and I’m not that big of a seafood fan. I felt really healthy. Man if I keep hanging out with Hunter, I’m gonna be eating really healthy which is a good thing.
“How was your day?” I didn’t work today. In my new schedule I decided to take Saturday off instead of Wednesday, and I liked it a lot better.
“It was alright. Your friend Tucker spilled water all over the floor, but other than that nothing really happened. Just the usual, and a bunch of paperwork” I wasn’t surprised to hear that Tucker spilled something. He was a total klutz.
“Aw man. I wish I could have seen that. I would have laughed so hard at him” I am a very good friend.
“What did you do all day? Lay in bed?” He asked and then shoveled a piece of salmon into his mouth.
“No! I only laid in bed half of the day. I just did my laundry, and cleaned up my room. I did run into my brother before I came over here though” He glanced up at me with a raised brow.
“I take it you weren’t too happy to see him?” He questioned me and I sighed.
“It’s not that I wasn’t happy to see him. I love Brady, but I’m just a little upset at him right now. Dylan is eight years older than me, but we were always super close growing up. I was like his little baby, and then he went away for college, met Bridget, and suddenly I wasn’t so important to him. So I am feeling a little bitter that he thinks that he can just jump back into my life all of a sudden” I tried to explain the situation as best as I could.
“I don’t think that you’re not important to him anymore, brat. You have to understand that he’s a grown man now, and he’s not going to come running back home all the time when he has his own life. Trust me. I know. I thought that Blake would call me and visit me nonstop when he went to college, and in the beginning he did, but as the year went on he was focused on other things. He still loves me, and tries to make time for me, but he’s not my little boy anymore. Why don’t you bring up how you’re feeling to Brady. It’s not like he can read your fucking mind” Sometimes you can really tell how much older and wiser Hunter is than me. He always knows what to say even if he can’t give advice without dropping an F-bomb.
“I just don’t want to stir the pot” I voiced some of my concerns.
“Talking about how you feel isn’t stirring the pot, brat. Your brother is a big boy, and if he can’t handle the truth then tell him he needs to grow a pair. He obviously doesn’t think that he’s done anything wrong, and men are oblivious as fuck so unless you tell them point blank what’s wrong they are just going to annoy you and walk on eggshells around you” I nodded in understanding, but I can’t imagine telling my brother to grow a pair.
We talked about random stuff for the rest of dinner, and I washed up the dishes since Hunter cooked for us. I feel like a little trophy wife. I felt Hunter behind me, and he wrapped his arms around me. I giggled as he started kissing my neck. I pushed back against his crotch, and he grabbed my hips. I finished up, so that I didn’t break anything before turning around to face him.
He picked me up, and we kissed all the way to the bedroom. I guess he was feeling really impatient, because the next thing I knew I was gasping while he pumped his fingers in and out of me.
“Hurry up and put it in Daddy” I moaned at him.
He slapped my ass which stung pleasantly, “Such a needy little brat”
I gripped onto the sheets, and moaned in pain as he entered me. We have been having so much sex, but I’m still not completely used to the size of his dick. He fucked me for a little while before I pulled myself off of his dick. He growled at me, but I turned around and covered his cock with my mouth. He then started fucking my throat, while I gagged and tried not to throw up. Ugh, jerk.
I pulled off of him, and then presented my hole to him on all fours. He slammed back into me and I cried out, “Oh my god! Yes daddy! Right there!”
“Yeah. I’m gonna fuck you all night long” I thought he was joking, but after my fourth time coming that night I was so overwhelmed.
“Uhn Daddy no more please. It’s too much” I squirmed and pulled my hips down.
He spanked me and pulled my hips back up so he could shove his cock back into me,“Watch it brat”.
“Sorry daddy. I didn’t mean to. It’s so sensitive though” I whined at him, and squealed as he kept slamming into me.
“Yeah well I told you that I was going to fuck you all night long, and you told me that I wouldn’t last cause I’m an old man. You dug your own grave, brat” He growled at me, and tears trailed down my face from the pleasure I was feeling.
The sound of my cries and moans filled the room as well as the sound of the bed creaking and Hunter’s balls slapping against my ass, “Please Daddy.” I mumbled into the sheets as I came for the fifth time. Nothing came out and it was starting to hurt.
“Uhn, take this dick” He yelled out, pulled me up against him, and came hard inside of me. It was so warm, and it felt so good, “Shit! The condom broke, Dakota”
“It’s okay. We’re both clean, and plus I like it when you breed me” He groaned and thrusted into me one last time.
“You whine about being too sensitive, and then you’re gonna go and say something like that?” He wiped the tears from my eyes, “I fucked you real good didn’t I?”
I hated that smug look on his face, so I yanked myself off of his dick with no regards to how sensitive it was. He yelped. Good. That’s what he deserves. My body was still shaking a little, and I felt boneless. I felt him wiping me up with a cloth as I fell asleep.
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I woke up in the morning and my ass was killing me. Hunter was still passed out, and he didn’t have an alarm for today. Sometimes he went into work on Sundays and just didn’t exercise, but for the mist part Sundays were his day offs. I got up, and my legs wobbled. I guess I would be walking bow-legged today. I took a quick shower, and cleaned the cum out of my ass. I took a couple of aleve to help with the pain. I did my makeup, and hair but got dressed in my pajamas since I didn’t know what we were going to do today or if we were just staying in.
I thought it would be nice to try and surprise Hunter by making him breakfast. I know I said I couldn’t cook earlier, but I meant fancy stuff. I really only know how to make basic meals. I wasn’t sure what to make at first considering his nutrition rules, but I was happy when I found his meal plan. It just looked like a bunch of gibberish to me, so I settled on scrambled egg whites, bacon, and some fruits.
I heard someone walk into the kitchen, and I assumed it was Hunter, “Goodmorning Hunter. I tried to make us some...You are not Hunter, but you have the same blonde hair, and blue eyes, and look just like him. You must be Blake! It’s so nice to meet you!”
He looked so confused, “Yeah that’s me. Do you mind if I ask who you are?”
“Oh sorry about that, I’m Dakota. Are you hungry? Here sit down, and I’ll prepare you a plate” I tried not to make my limp so obvious. We made some small talk and surprisingly it wasn’t that awkward.
“Hey brat! Where the fuck are you?” I heard Hunter yell from what I’m assuming is the bedroom.
“In the kitchen!” I thought I would let him find out that his son was here on his own. Hunter walked into the kitchen, and when he noticed Blake sitting at the island he froze.
“Hi dad” Blake waved at his dad.
“Shit! What are you doing here?” He hissed at Blake so I slapped him.
“Um...I live here?” Hunter face palmed and rolled his eyes.
“I know that you dipshit. I thought you were going to stay at your apartment for the summer instead of at home” Blake just shrugged.
“I thought I could come down to visit you. I didn’t know you had a girlfriend”I decided not to get involved.
“I’ll let you two talk things out. I made breakfast, so enjoy it. I’ll just eat my fruit on the back porch” I quickly zoomed out of there. Talk about awkward.
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Hunter’s POV
I watched as my brat hustled out of the kitchen, “So… I guess we should talk”
“Yeah, no kidding. Why didn’t you tell me you have a girlfriend” I winced
“Cause I don’t” I started when he interrupted me.
“Wait so she’s just a one night stand? You can still get it? Aren’t you old?” Jeez. I am so glad that there is only one of him in my life. I can’t handle another kid. I’ll go senile.
“No you dipshit. Let me finish talking. I don’t have a girlfriend, because Dakota is my fucking boyfriend” His eyes went wide, but I wasn’t worried about him being homophobic. We’ve had talks about it before, and I’ve raised him to have a pretty open mind about a lot of things.
“There is no way! That’s kinda cool though!” He exclaimed before calming down, “He looks pretty young though. How old is he, and how did you guys meet? I thought that no one wanted to date you because you’re an asshole?”
I sighed, “We met at work, and for whatever reason he is okay with me being a dick. Okay, now he may or may not be 18”
He was silent while he tried to process that information, “So he’s younger than me. That’s kinda weird, but at least I know that when I’m 167 years old I’ll still be able to pick up hot chicks”
“I am not that old, and you know it” I gave him a pointed look, but I patted him on the back, “Thanks Blake”
“What did you want me to do? Freak out about it? Sure it’s a little weird, but I’ll get used to it. He seems like a nice guy” He chuckled, and as much as he was joking I really appreciated how he was handling the situation.
“Don’t let him fool you. He might look all sweet with his ginger hair, and small stature, but he’s such a little pain” I groaned.
“Well it sounds like you guys are perfect for eachother then” The conversation stopped and it was pretty silent.
“One more thing son…” He looked at me in curiosity, “I know that D.J Slowmotion isn’t real and that you lied to me”
“What are you talking about, dad?” He tried to act coy and innocent, but I just glared at him, “Ugh, fine he may or may not be real. I knew I shouldn’t have trusted Jen! She can’t ever keep a secret!”
We spent the rest of the day hanging out. It was nice to see Blake and Dakota getting along. Maybe this is something that could work long term, not that I wasn’t serious about our relationship, but as much as Blake is all grown up I can’t bring someone into my life if they didn’t get along with him.
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