Farmer Joe finds himself forced to live with his daughter and her boyfriend, Blake, for the entire Fall. The redneck hates being stuck in a small apartment in the city, but he has a secret. Joe and Blake have begun a relationship last Summer... Living once again in such close proximity, things could get steamy... and complicated.
This book is a sequel to A Summer at the Farm, told through Joe's perspective. All characters featured are above 18 years-old and this story is meant to be read by adults only.
A FALL IN THE CITY
Chapter 3: Ineluctable Attraction
As soon as I had set foot in the apartment, I felt like a lion trapped in a cage.
The living room was half the size of mine (including their kitchen), there was a small bedroom in which the king size bed was taking three quarters of the available space, and the bathroom was okay, I guess, with a bathtub.
That was it.
The place looked even smaller than I remembered when I had helped Olivia move in.
There was not even a balcony to breathe some fresh air and the three of us would be all over each other... So to speak.
Already, I was regretting accepting Liv's proposal.
Even living in a tent in front of my partially burnt down farm seemed like a better idea at that point.
At the very least, there, I could have had a look on the goats and chicken. I trusted Bob but he could make mistakes and there could be more intruders attacking my farm.
I wanted to catch them in the act, Dave in particular.
I assume that my face was saying it all because Olivia tried to reassure me.
"Don't worry, dad, it'll be only for a couple of months, three at most. Then, there'll be some more things to repair but you should be able to move back safely at the farm."
"I feel like I cannot breathe in here."
She opened a window.
We were on the third floor.
"The people who sub-rented the apartment left more than a couple weeks ago, it just needs some fresh air."
"Hmm..."
"Look, there's a small park down there. It's very nice, I love walking there.No need to be cooked up in the apartment all day. And, you'll be able to go a little further in the outskirts of the city, there're larger parks, even places to fish. Take this as a deserved vacation!"
I sighed.
"It's gonna be such a burden for you guys to have me here..."
"Come on, daddy! Don't be like that. You know that Blake and I are happy to have you with us. Besides, Blake needs someone, not being able to use his right arm for a while. Right, babe? You'll be glad to have someone in here since you can barely use your computer or your phone?"
"Sure!" Blake immediately replied.
"You're sweet, Liv, but..."
She cut me off.
"Look dad, you can even take our room and we'll sleep in the living room so you have some intimacy. The couch can be made into a bed."
"Don't be ridiculous, I'll be sleeping on the couch."
She smiled at me and came to kiss my cheek tenderly.
"It's settled, then. You stay."
It must have been annoying for Liv to have me there but, for some reason, she would not let it go.
I guessed that she was worried that I would lose it on Dave if I were to come back home. I was 100% certain that the coward had been the one starting the fire.
I have to admit that many of my thoughts were about killing him.
Others though, were about fucking Blake deep in his tight ass.
"Liv's right. It's only for a few weeks, it'll go by quickly and as it stands, I can barely shower by myself so I'll need the help." Blake showed me his cast.
My dick reacted when he mentioned the help he would need in the shower but I did my best to disregard it.
I decided it was best to go out and walk in the damn park Liv had mentioned.
I left the couple behind me, feeling guilty over my dirty thoughts.
Blake and I had not been able to help ourselves on our way there but now that we were at the apartment, there was nowhere to hide.
Maybe that was the main reason I was moody.
Living in such proximity with Blake and not being able to touch him, grab his ass, kiss his lips, fuck him, that would be like torture.
My daughter was right though, the fresh air was good for me.
Fall was a great season to be in Sacramento, it was still warm and sunny outside without having to deal with the unbearable heatwaves.
In the park down the apartment building, the girls were wearing mini-skirts and the college boys were shirtless, too proud to show off their pumped muscles.
They looked like fresh meat for my pervy eyes and I appreciated how they stared back at me. I was the older guy but I was beating them all to the punch with my tank top displaying my massive arms.
Nothing gets you big like farm work.
Besides, I was well aware that "Daddies" were in.
None of those shirtless studs had my cock twitching like Blake though. They were hot jocks, they may have had nice bubble butts, but they were not him.
I sat on a bench and looked at a group of college kids, both guys and women, playing frisbee.
"I thought men should not whine."
Someone suddenly spoke behind my back as I was day-dreaming.
Blake made me jump.
"What are you doing here?" I grunted at him.
"We could see you from the apartment, sitting on that bench, all sad."
He pointed to the building and a window on the third floor which must have been theirs.
"I'm not sad, idiot."
Blake sat down beside me.
"I'm only here because Liv asked me to check on you."
"Oh yes, you're such a good boyfriend." I replied sarcastically.
Sarcasm had never been my strong suit, I have always been more of a "tell it like it is" kind of guy, but eh, the situation was so absurd, I could not help myself.
We remained silent for a little while.
"The girls in Sacramento don't look shy."
I commented when one of the frisbee players took her top off, to only wear her bra.
"They're not. City life, you know. It has its perks, hot girls wandering around semi-naked are certainly a plus."
"I guess."
"It's not that fun when you're no longer single though..." Blake commented, playing with a small rock on the ground.
"Yes, because you're such a faithful man!"
Blake put his left hand on my thigh.
"I could be faithful, yes."
Fuck... The tingling in my belly.
"Stop that!" I pushed his hand away.
His attitude changed immediately.
"Sorry... I... I'm sorry."
"People can see us." I told him spontaneously, instead of saying that this was wrong and that I did not like that.
Truth was, I did enjoy it way too much.
"You're right. We should be more careful." He conceded.
I did not have it in me to tell him to stop.
I thought we had already played this game so many times, promising ourselves to back off and irremediably going back to each other.
Why the fuck could not I control myself with this college kid?!
"We should go back to the apartment, figure out how we're going to settle in." I told Blake.
The sun was setting.
"You're right."
Back at the apartment, Olivia was on the phone with the insurance people. She was really doing the most for me. I felt even guiltier.
She was very good at this too, the paperwork and everything.
"How things are looking?" I asked her.
"Relatively okay. They're pushing back, as they always do to cover all the costs but it's gonna be fine."
"Fuck's sake... They refuse to pay for the entire cost of the reparation. I knew it! How much would it be left for me to compensate? I mean, I won't be able to work for months, it might ruin my entire revenues for the year."
"Don't worry, I'm dealing with them. If all comes to worst, I made money during my internship and we have the money from the sub-rent. Not even mentioning what you paid Blake for his work at the farm. We'll be able to..."
This time around, I was the one to cut her off.
"There's no way I'll let you use your money on me! I'll never accept that."
"Dad, you've been helping me since forever. When we moved in here, you were paying part of the rent. That's fine."
I got really mad.
"It's really not, Liv! And I do have some money anyway in case of emergency so I won't need your charity. I do intend to pay you a rent for the length of my stay here by the way."
"Don't be ridiculous, dad!"
"As stubborn as your mother, I see."
"Exactly, so you know there's no point to discuss this. Besides, I told you, I'll get the insurance to cover for everything. I have some friends who have started working in a law firm, they'll help. We're all adults now."
"We really cannot discuss with that woman." I told Blake to get his support.
He wisely did not take any side.
Aside from this argument, the first day went pretty okay. The apartment was not that bad and the dinner altogether was even a nice time.
A nice beer and a large slab of steak can do wonder to a man, especially after a few days eating the hospital's crap.
Blake was really useless without his right wrist and he could barely feed himself. I fed him with a spoon at some point and it made everyone laugh.
I guess that the scene was pretty harmless when you did not know that Blake and I had been fucking on the side.
If you were wondering, Olivia was the one to help him undress and take a bath in the evening. As for me, I made an effort and wore some underwear to bed, or rather "to couch."
I hated sleeping in any other way than naked, but I had to be a little decent. I was not sure for how long I would keep this code of conduct though; I already had an urge to jerk off in the middle of the night.
I went to the bathroom to release myself.
To be fair, I had undergone a lot of stress and a quick wank is always a great solution to calm down.
There was the dirty underwear from Blake in the laundry basket and it was enough to get me going. It was the first time in my life, at nearly 44, that I was picking up and smelling another guy's underwear.
I simply had the urge to do it.
Fucking strange, right?
There was just this thing with Blake's scent, it was an immediate turn-on. I always wanted more of it, like an ineluctable attraction.
I almost went as far as nutting in his black boxer briefs, -- I was rubbing my twelve-inches cock on the fabric at some point -, but since Olivia was the one doing the laundry, I thankfully aimed towards the toilet's bowl in the end, so not to make a mess.
