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Madeline laughed. “Are you really not going to take off your underwear?”
“I only have one item left. Even if I take it off, it’s still not enough.”
“If you let me ride you for 30 minutes, you can skip the rest.”
Matthew shook his head.
“I agreed to play the game. I prefer to keep my promises.”
The alcohol had an unnerving effect on Matthew, especially because he was consuming it on an empty stomach. However, he wanted to keep his word, so he continued to consume one shot after another, with pauses in between. However, when he got to the last shot, he passed out.
* * * * *
When Matthew woke up, he was in a bed and there was a bearded man with spectacles by his side. The bearded man spoke to him like he was a child.
"Young man, I promised Mrs. Simpson I wouldn't report you for breaking into her alcohol cabinet. If I were you, I would thank her and ask for her forgiveness," chided the bearded man, before he left.
After the bearded man left, Matthew confronted Madeline.
"The doctor told me I should thank you for not reporting me to the police. He said I should ask for your forgiveness."
"Matthew … I’m sorry."
"Madeline, I already apologized for unintentionally splashing you when I was driving."
"I know you didn't see me. We’re even now. You’re free to go."
For the next few minutes, the two didn’t speak to each other. Madeline didn’t dare look at him. Then Matthew got up and approached her.
"If you’ll have me, I still wanna come over on Saturday."
"What … are you talking about?"
"This …." replied Matthew, as he went in for a kiss.
Unsure of what was going on, but drawn to the kid’s soft lips at the same time, Madeline hesitated but eventually responded in kind. It had been a close call and she almost got in trouble. Yet she couldn’t help herself. Why did the kid’s lips feel so good?
"You’re hot, but there's something else about you that I like more. You're a good person."
Madeline: “...”
"I did some research. I read about the charities you support and I know it's genuine. We're not even because I misunderstood you.”
Matthew pulled off his shirt and removed his jeans. Then he slipped under the covers, maneuvered his boxer briefs off, and tossed them out the side of the bed. The only thing he had on left was a mischievous smile.
"If you really wanna see it … you can lift the blanket."
Madeline: “...”
"Also, can you toss me my wallet? I have a condom in there."
Madeline was not sure if this was real. Here was this handsome kid in her bed, naked under the sheets. She had tried to take him to bed on several occasions, only to fail each time. And now here he was, practically offering himself up to her without any conditions.
As the kid tore the condom wrapper with his teeth, Madeline watched him with renewed interest. Matthew had the kind of face that others could stare at for hours, and his body commanded the same attention.
To satisfy her curiosity, Madeline lifted the covers … a look of surprise crossed her face. The kid was gifted, a good eight inches.
* * * * *
"FASTER … please! God, this is good! Please … don't … stop!"
It had been nearly an hour since he first entered her and Madeline had cried his name non-stop. To her surprise, the kid was a SEX machine. He had hammered into her at every angle, speed, and intensity. Yet she had not cum yet. He wouldn't let her. Each time she was close, she would beg him to speed up, but he would purposely slow down instead. In her last attempt, her legs wrapped around his waist, her heels and fingernails dug into his back, but the kid resisted. In fact, Matthew even pulled out prematurely.
During the past hour, Matthew had made the wealthy widow beg. He teased her, he gave her pleasure, but he didn't give her relief. He brought her to the brink, only to bring her back to reality.
"That was hot, but I gotta go."
"WHAT … are you talking about? We're not finished yet!"
"Trust me, it's better this way. It’ll be more fun next time."
Before she could respond, the kid had taken his clothes and left.
As Madeline heard his truck drive away, she fumed inside. The kid could have left earlier, but he didn't. He stayed behind to give her pleasure, only to end it abruptly. The thought that an arrogant kid like Matthew could get away angered her. He was wrong to leave her unsatisfied!
At the same time, Madeline knew that he was right. Sex with the kid was out of this world, for he was both a god and a devil in bed. He would come back, she was certain of it, or she would bring him back with all her money and power. And for the first time in a long time, she quickly brought out all her toys to relieve herself.
* * * * *
To be continued. jason00usa@gmail.com
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