Forbidden Lover Pt 02

Forbidden Lover, Part 2

I had to admit it, I missed Haley even more now... now that we had sex again. Something about that day turned a corner for me. It made me want her. My guilty feelings were disappearing. It wasn't that sex with my wife, Lisa, was bad. It's just... there was something special about Haley that I didn't have with Lisa. And our twenty-five year marriage had grown stale in the bedroom.

My phone gave a ding and I pulled it out. It was a text message from Haley. The first part was a beautiful picture of Haley and Benjamin, smiling at the camera. The second was... well... completely unexpected. It was a close-up picture of a hand cradling a woman's breast, with milk dripping from the nipple. I knew immediately it was Haley... and I knew that she was going to keep teasing me now.

Now that she was able to make me give in again, she knew I wasn't going to be able to deny her.

I started typing out a text to her and sent it.

Vince: Can I come down on Saturday?

I waited a minute, wondering if she was still available to talk. Lisa was in the kitchen cleaning something, so I turned the ringer off. She didn't need to know what I was doing.

Haley: Of course! Something up?

She ended the text with a deviously smiling emoji. My heart skipped a beat when she finally texted back. Things were now being set into motion, things that if they were ever discovered, would ruin my life.

Vince: Just need to see you again.

Haley: Luv that idea. Mom coming too?

Vince: No... just me. I'll tell her you have a prob with your furnace.

Haley: k... what time?

Vince: Noon?

Haley: Sounds perfect. Until?

Vince: Whatever... 10:00.

Haley: Perfect... I get to have Daddy all day long.

She attached the same quirky emoji to the last message, one that looked devious. I guess what I was hoping for was rather devious indeed. And she seemed to be hoping for the same thing.

"Hey hon!" I called to Lisa as I deleted the text messages. "Haley just texted and told me she's having a problem with her furnace. She's wondering if I can come down on Saturday."

"Shouldn't she go talk to building maintenance?"

"I, uh... I just thought that I could do a quick check first to make sure it's nothing stupid."

"Well, we were supposed to be meeting up with the neighbors for dinner," she said. "I guess we can cancel."

"No, no. You go. I'll fix Haley's problem by myself."

"You sure? I hate to see you go down there all by yourself."

"No, it's ok," I said, feeling the weight of what I was doing pressing down on me. "I'll be fine."

And with that, my date with Haley was set.

*****

When Saturday arrived, I left a little early and stopped at a lingerie store on the way down to buy Haley a little gift. It didn't take too long to find one that I really wanted to see her wear and paid cash to keep the purchase off the books.

Then I got back on the road again. I must've been a little too anxious, because halfway down I was pulled over for speeding. Luckily I had a clean record and the officer let me go with just a warning. But I had to really concentrate on my speed from then on.

But it seemed like the universe conspired against me once again. Only fifteen minutes after the police stop, I got a flat tire and it took me another twenty minutes to change it. The rest of the drive down, my guilty conscience kept speaking to me, kept telling me to turn around, that this just wasn't right. But I kept fighting it, I kept driving to Haley.

It was about 1:45pm when I pulled into the parking lot of Haley's apartment building. I grabbed the bag from the passenger seat, slowly walked inside, and rode the elevator to the fourth floor.

Haley was wearing a t-shirt and sweat pants when she opened the door and let me come inside. Benjamin was on her arm and, after she closed the door, she leaned in and kissed me, softly and passionately.

"I didn't expect you this late," she said, looking concerned.

"It was a tough drive. Don't ask," I said, sighing. I was happy to off the road and finally with Haley again.

"Well, I'm glad you could come down," she said. "I was just getting ready to feed Benji."

I nodded. "Oh. Ok. No rush."

We went into the kitchen and sat around her table. Without batting an eye, she pulled up her shirt, opened her bra, and began feeding him, holding him to her chest.

"Mom was ok with you coming down alone?" she asked.

"Yeah. She's going to have dinner with the neighbors tonight," I said. "I'm sure she'll want to come down before Christmas, though."

"And you're... ok... being here and... you know?" she smiled, pretty much matching that same emoji she used in her text.

"I am," I nodded slowly. "I, uh... I wanted to see you again. Sorry," I corrected myself, "to tell you the truth, I needed to see you again."

She smiled. She had such a beautiful smile. "I like that. And you brought me a present?"

"Yeah," I smiled sheepishly. I was still a little embarrassed about buying my own daughter sexy lingerie. But I knew it would be worth it. "Just a little something for you."

"For Christmas?"

"No... no, for... now."

When Benjamin was finally done feeding, Haley put her bra and shirt back and then went and laid him in his rocker.

"There you go," she said sweetly to him. Then she cranked the lever which helped make the rocker move and walked away. The rocker slowly moved side to side, quickly putting Benjamin asleep. "That'll put him out for a couple hours."

She sat back down in the kitchen chair and pulled the bag close to her. "Let's see what we have here." She opened the bag and pulled out the first piece. It was a white bustier, with lace detailing in the front, forming two triangles with the point of both meeting mid-stomach. The sides were opaque but the bra

-cups were sheer, showing plenty of breast behind it. The back had hook and eye closures that would cinch it tightly to her.

Attached to the same hanger were white panties that had the same lace detailing in the front and had two straps that rode along the hips from front to back.

"Very nice," she said, touching the fabric and holding it first in the air, then against herself. She looked and then reached into the bag again and pulled out a small package of white thigh-high stockings. "Very sexy, daddy," she said, standing up and giving me another kiss.

She slid into my lap and started kissing me more fervently. My one hand held her back for support, while my other was first on her far hip, but then moved to stroke her stomach through her t-shirt. I could feel my cock getting harder and harder the longer she kissed me. My hands wanted to go higher or lower, wanted to touch her, wanted to make her moan and scream in pleasure.

"You, uh, haven't told anyone, right?" I asked, suddenly feeling a little guilty again. "I mean, you can't tell anyone."

"Sworn to secrecy," she smiled.

"What is it you kids do? Pinky promise?" I raised my hand, pinky held out.

"Pinky promise, kiss your thumb, and put our thumbs together," she said as we performed the ritual.

I smiled, almost sorry that I even said anything. Of course she'd keep this a secret. She had as much to lose as I did.

"Well, why don't I put this on and you can see what it looks like," she said, pulling away from the kiss. "I'll let you know when I'm ready."

She got off my lap and practically skipped out of the kitchen and down the hall to her bedroom. I just sat in the kitchen, watching Benjamin rock slowly. He looked so incredibly peaceful. It was difficult to realize that he was my son when the rest of the world saw him as my grandson. But I knew the difference.

In just a few minutes, I heard her calling from down the hall. I grabbed a rose from the kitchen counter, walked out of the kitchen, and soon saw her standing in the doorway to her bedroom. She had the lingerie and stockings on and looked absolutely, jaw-dropping incredible. I couldn't believe any woman could look any more beautiful.

She wiggled her finger, calling me to come, and turned and disappeared into her bedroom. When I reached the door and walked inside, she was just getting comfortable on the bed, lying on her back. I walked over, climbed onto the bed myself, and sat next to her.

She was smiling up at me, her hands slowly stroking her stomach and thighs.

"God, baby. You look... so beautiful," I said softly. "I'm so sorry I feel so guilty sometimes." I took her hand in mine and softly stroked her chin and cheeks with the other. I felt such a desire to just touch her entire body, to feel her softness. As my finger slid over her lips, her tongue slithered out and lightly licked it. "Those luscious lips," I smiled.

"My heart's beating so fast," I said. I felt so excited to be with her as I stroked over the bustier, feeling the different materials from her breasts down to where it ended at her lower stomach. I touched her stomach, feeling her shiver a little with her own need. "Your skin is so soft."

I grabbed the rose and slowly slid the petals over her face and down her far arm. She was still shivering but I was enjoying the teasing. I lay beside her and stroked the rose over the top of her chest, then down her body and stomach, just grazing the top of her panties. Then I continued down her leg on the far side.

I leaned down and kissed her as I stroked the rose over her inner thighs and panties, teasingly. She was moaning in my kiss as I continued stroking her other leg, sliding up to her inner thigh once more. Her hips rose and fell slowly as I tapped the rose on her pussy.

Her eyes were closed as I kissed her again, my hand dropping the rose to stroke her cheek and neck.

"Your mouth is so sweet," I said softly. "You're incredible. I love you so much."

I stroked her upper chest and then squeezed her breast through the bustier as her hand stroked my arm, encouraging me.

"Oh yes... squeeze hard. Yes," she moaned.

I leaned down and kissed her again, our tongues sliding together. It was so easy and natural to kiss her and caress her.

I pulled the shoulder straps of the bustier down, exposing her breasts. Her nipples were hard, wanting my mouth on them once again. Then my hand moved lower, grabbing her ass as she bent her leg up towards me. Her ass was firm and soft. I moved my hand lower, reaching towards her pussy. My fingers touched there for a moment, feeling her lips beneath the thin material of her panties. She lifted her hips and I grabbed her panties, pulling them off her legs.

We were both panting now, getting more and more excited. I held her foot in the air and gently kissed it, slowly sucking on her toes as she whimpered below me, watching everything I did to her. I stroked her leg, enjoying the look and the feel of the nylon against my hand and cheek. I slowly lowered her leg as I touched her pussy, lightly stroking her swollen labia with my fingertips. Her pussy was even more beautiful than the rose. I yearned to taste her again.

"Oh, it's so pretty," I said softly, softly tracing the line of her labia, her inner lips swollen and spread like a beautiful flower. Her clit was large and protruded and I slid my finger up and down each side, then stroked side-to-side for a moment, just to hear her moan again.

Her hands grabbed and squeezed her breasts, lightly pinching and pulling her own nipples while she watched me tease her.

I slid my finger inside her, feeling her warm wetness engulf it, squeeze it. "Oh, your pussy is so juicy and wet. So nice and pink." I slid my finger in and out slowly for a moment, then started moving it in rapid, short strokes, making her moan, making her body writhe below me.

"Oh that feels so good," she whimpered, her hips rising and falling excitedly, wanting more and more attention.

I bent down and sucked on her nipple for a moment, sliding my tongue over that hard little mound of flesh on top of her large, milk-swollen breast. She was so turned on and her nipples were so sensitive.

"Yes... yes," I panted softly as her body moved in time with my fingering, trying to slide me deeper inside her, trying to make her pussy cum.

"I love it," she panted, closing her eyes tightly. "I love it... You're gonna make me cum."

"Oh fuck, you're so wet," I said.

"Please. Go down... lower... lower," she said, shaking.

I knew exactly what she wanted. I lay down and kissed the inside of her thighs for a moment, smelling her scent, and biting the tender flesh there. "Just let Daddy take care of you."

"Oh," she groaned, feeling my hot breath on her sensitive folds. She reached down and slid her fingertips over her pussy and bush a few times, panting in anticipation. "Kiss my lips... softly... yeah... gently," she whispered, encouraging me.

I kissed her pussy, beside her labia, on her labia, and finished on her clit. I pulled her labia open to expose her clit more and kissed it again, making her shudder.

"Oh yeah, just like that," she moaned. I flicked my tongue over it and she jerked. "Oh!" she moaned loudly. "Mmm... yeah."

Slowly I licked up the side of her clit, up one side then up the other, then slid my tongue down over her swollen labia. Her lips were so swollen, so easy to move with my tongue, so easy to suck into my mouth.

"Yeah... use that tongue," she moaned.

As I slid back up to the top of her slit, I formed my lips around her large clit and sucked gently. I could feel the large nub slide between my lips and could feel her body shudder beneath me.

"Oh... yeah... suck on it," she moaned, starting to arch her hips up into my mouth. I lost suction as the intense pleasure suddenly made her withdraw again and made a loud slurping sound on her pussy, making her shiver. "Oh, I like the noises you make when you lick my pussy," she giggled.

When I reformed the seal, I sucked again and let my tongue swirl around her clit.

"Suck... oh yea... suck!" she moaned excitedly. "Oh fuck yes!"

"Oh fuck," I whispered. "God your pussy tastes so good."

"Right there!" she said loudly. "Yeah, that feels so good!" Her eyes were wide as she looked at me, breathing hard. She was so close to her orgasm. "You lick my pussy so fucking good Daddy! Oh yes! Right on the clit... suck! Suck really hard! Right there! Don't stop!"

I felt her body tighten below me. Her legs went out straight, locked tightly, shaking violently as she came in my mouth. Her juices covered my chin and hand and left a large wet spot on the bed below me.

"Oh my God... oh my God," she panted over and over as I kissed and licked around her pussy. Her body still trembled whenever I got close to her very sensitive clit.

Extremely happy that I could please her so much, I moved up on the bed beside her and wrapped her into my arms again. We kissed, allowing her breathing to come back to normal.

"Lay on your stomach," I said when she'd recovered a little bit. She giggled, but did as I asked. Still laying beside her, I stroked over her back a little, feeling the different material in the bustier, then sliding over her bare skin when the bustier ended. I traced down her spine to her ass and casually traced a line over both cheeks. Then, I heard her moan as I slid a solitary finger down the crack feeling her asshole. She rotated her hips slightly and spread her legs more, giving me more access.

"Yes," she whispered, as I circled her asshole a little, teasingly. "Yeah... tease my ass Daddy."

I got up and took my pants and boxers off as she watched me. She smiled when she saw my hard cock, bobbing in the open air. Taking my shirt off, too, I tossed them aside, then crawled up onto the bed and knelt between her spread legs. I grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands, squeezing and massaging them.

I lay forward, settling my cock in the crack of her ass and slowly pushed it up and down, grinding against her.

"Yes," she whispered. "That feels so good. You love my big ass, Daddy."

"Yeah... I really do," I said as I adjusted myself slightly and pressed the head of my cock against her wet lips. I teased her at first, sliding around her pussy and clit, getting my cock wet.

"Ooh, I want that dick, Daddy," she moaned, arching her back and lifting her hips a little to give me easier access. I pushed forward, sliding the head inside her. "Oh Daddy... yes... nice and slow."

I pushed harder, sinking my cock deeper and deeper until I was all the way inside her. I lay on her back, supporting my weight on my knees and my forearms, my head right over hers. She'd closed her eyes, trying to feel everything I was doing to her.

"I love the way you feel inside me," she whispered as I started fucking her. "It's so good. I love every inch of that cock."

"Oh," I moaned, "God your pussy feels so good." I fucked her slowly, pushing my cock all the way in and then all the way out of her, letting her feel every inch of me. I heard a phone ring, like in the distance, but didn't think too much of it. My cock felt so good engulfed by her pussy.

A minute later, Haley's phone rang on the nightstand. I glanced over, surprised that we'd both get a call so close together. What I saw on the screen shocked me, but I didn't know what to do. Haley moved a little and grabbed it. She looked at it and then answered.

"Hey Mom!" she said as I continued sliding in and out of her. I couldn't stop now, no matter what.

"Hi, honey," I could hear through the speaker. "Just making sure your Father made it down there ok."

"Oh," she moaned softly as I, fully embedded in her, circled slightly as I ground against her. "Yeah, he did. He got a flat I guess, but got back on the road and made it."

I pulled back again and pulled my cock free. Holding my shaft I again circled her entrance and teased her clit by rubbing the head over it.

"Did he find the problem with the furnace?" Lisa asked.

"Oh my God that feels so good," Haley whispered, blocking the microphone with her hand. She removed it for a second again. "Yeah, just a... a battery needed... in the... the thermostat." She was having a hard time talking again as I pushed into her again, faster this time, bottoming out in one quick stroke.

"Good!" Lisa said, not knowing or even hearing what I was doing to our little girl. "Glad it was easy. How's Benjamin doing?"

"He's good... sleeping," Haley said, panting, barely able to control her speech.

"You like my dick?" I whispered, trying to be low enough that Lisa couldn't hear me. She quickly covered the microphone again. I was fucking her faster now, more desperate to cum myself.

"I do... I do like this dick," she moaned, "sliding in and out of me. It makes me cum so good."

"Honey, you there?" Lisa asked, concerned about the pause.

Haley quickly took her hand away from the mic again. "Yeah, yeah. Sorry. I'm here."

"Ok. I was just wondering if your father knew when he was going to be home."

"Um... Mom wants to know when... when you'll... be... home," Haley asked me, starting to feel her own orgasm coming.

I really had a good rhythm going and hated that Lisa had interrupted us. But I wasn't going to let that stop me. Not if I had a choice. "About 11:00pm," I said quickly. Hell, I couldn't talk easily either.

Lisa must've heard me. "Ok. See you then. Be safe driving home," she said, talking a little louder, making sure I heard her. "I love you both!"

"Love you, too!" Haley said, then hung up the phone and lay it aside again. She grabbed the comforter and used that as leverage to push back into me with every thrust forward, making our bodies collide, slapping together.

"Fuck," Haley moaned. "I need you to fuck me good now, Daddy. I want to see you... I want to watch you fuck me."

I pulled out of her as she started to move, started turning over to her back. She kicked her leg over so that I was between them again, and got comfortable. I moved forward again, cock in hand, and pressed it against her entrance, easily sliding inside.