I spent a good chunk of the ride back complaining about every aspect of my relationship. Meanwhile Edward kept his hand on my thigh, drawing circles with his finger, making me clench my thighs together. In response, I reached over and began to rub his crotch. It grew, bulging against his jeans. 

“You know, you’re like twice the size of Charlie.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. I’ve never fucked such a big dick before.”

He just smirked. It was the hottest smirk I’d ever seen. It drove me crazy. I was ready to suck him off right then and there but before I knew it, we had arrived back at the parking lot in front of the cafe where we met earlier in the day. The setting sun cast an orange hue across the asphalt. I began to undo his belt when Edward stopped me. 

“You don’t want me to blow you?” After it left my mouth I felt a bit like a cheap whore. 

“Oh Charlotte, there’s nothing in the world I want more. But I don’t think you really want to cheat on your boyfriend.”

After all that build up? And besides, what did he know? Deep down, I knew that I was going to fuck Edward and now he’s telling me I’m not ready? I felt embarrassed all of the sudden, like I’d been played somehow. 

“I like you Charlotte. I’m happy to take you on shopping sprees whenever you’d like. I’ll spoil you rotten. But I never want you to think that you owe me anything because of that. I want you to have everything you want, simply because you are a goddess. I don’t care how long it takes. I don’t care if you’re in a relationship or not. I want you when you know you want me without a trace of doubt. Is that clear?”

It was like he was clairvoyant. He’d somehow read through my deepest doubt. Despite my physical attraction toward Edward, despite how wet I got thinking about his thick cock, I felt pangs of remorse. The shame and guilt after the fact would surely outweigh the pleasure. We had our problems, yes, but I didn’t want to deliberately hurt Charlie. I wasn’t ready to cheat. Not yet at least.  

“Is that clear, Charlotte?”

I bit my lip.

“Yes daddy,” I said in a whiney, bratty voice. Before leaving, I leaned over and whispered in his ear, “in the meantime, you can just imagine these long nails around your pretty cock.” 

He bit his knuckle in response. This was going to be fun. 

When I got home, I quickly stuffed the gifts Edward got me in my closet, then slipped on the new lingerie set and went out to greet Charlie. I immediately pressed my lips against his; I didn’t even want him to speak. I tore off his shirt, then kissed down his stomach and pulled down his basketball shorts. I took his half limp dick in my mouth and felt it grow. I let him grab my hair and facefuck me as I crossed my eyes, just the way he liked. I sucked his hairy balls while I stroked his cock then I got on all fours and let him fuck me from behind while I rubbed my clit. With each thrust, I whimpered, wishing that it was Edward behind me fucking me. I wanted Edward’s fat cock to fuck me raw. I wanted Edward to call me his slut. He was all that I could think about. I was in a trance imagining the sex we could have. I began twerking on Charlie's dick. “Oh shit, I’m gonna cum,” he blurted it out. I don’t know what possessed me but I reached my hand on his back, not letting him pull out, as I begged him, “come in me. Come in me Daddy.” Charlie grunts and I let him fill me up. As he pulled his pulsing cock out of my pussy, I felt the cream pie oozing out of me and dripping down my thigh.

“You never let me do that before,” Charlie said. “God, I love you Charlotte.”

“I love you too, daddy.”

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