Mack Daddy(58)

His pace became more frantic, matched by his ragged breathing. I knew he was going to come.

“Look at me, Frankie. Look at me, and tell me when you want me to come inside of you. I’m gonna come so hard. I want you to feel every bit of what you do to me.”

When I felt myself climaxing, I couldn’t find the words to say it. My eyes simply rolled to the back of my head. But he knew. His body then came crashing down in a series of thunderous thrusts as his orgasm tore through both of us, his warm cum shooting inside of me.

Mack swore as he came. “Oh, f*ck….f*ck…f*ck…yes….f*ck.” It seemed to last a long time, his hips moving in and out as he savored his orgasm. He eventually collapsed on top of me. “Excuse my language…but f*ck!”

“Fuck, yes.” I panted and laughed, trying to catch my breath. “Please tell me we can do that again.”

“Best sex of my damn life. Screw that. Single. Best. Moment.”

“Are you serious?”

He smiled. “Yeah. I swear on my life. That right there was it. Took thirty years, but it was the single best moment. Bar none.”

Closing my eyes, I pondered that. “Mine, too.” I said, honestly.

He ravaged me with a kiss then said, “Good to know you’re not allergic to me anymore, Frankie Jane.”

“Well…your injection worked.” I laughed.

When he slowly withdrew from me, it was like a gravitational pull had been unnaturally interrupted. I felt empty, immediately wanting to be filled again. He wrapped his palms around my face and devoured my lips.

“My beautiful, quirky, girl. I can’t believe I finally had you. Do you have any idea how long I’ve dreamt of this?” He kissed me long and hard again before he said, “Now, I can f*cking die in peace.”

“Please don’t die on me now. Things are just getting good.”

“Not a chance. I need to live to be able to do that to you again many times over. You’re stuck with me.”

Hands interlocked, we lay in a blissful state for several minutes before loud banging shook us to our core.

I jumped up. “What’s that?”

“I don’t know. Stay here.” Mack threw his jeans on before bolting out of the room.

Wrapping my naked body in his comforter, I nervously waited.

That was when I heard a woman’s voice say, “Jonah, go back into the car right now, please.”

Torrie.

Oh, no.

No!

A rush of adrenaline hit me. I hopped up and began frantically putting my clothes back on. I could feel his cum dripping down my thigh as I hid inside the closet and listened to every word of their altercation

“I told you I was going to pick him up later.”

“Yeah, well, he wanted to come back. Whose car is that parked in your driveway, Mack?”

“That’s none of your concern. Please take Jonah back to your place, and I’ll come get him soon.”

“Who’s here? Who are you f*cking?”

Please, Jesus. Make her leave.

Then, I heard her say, “That scarf on the ground. That looks like the same one Jonah’s teacher had on.”

“Torrie, you need to leave.”

“Where is she?”

Footsteps approached. I could hear Mack frantically trying to stop her.

“Don’t touch me!” she spewed.

The bedroom door burst open, banging against the wall.

She slid the closet open next. Torrie’s eyes were filled with venom as we came face to face. My chest was rising and falling. I had no words. I could only imagine how this looked to her, given that she had no inkling of our history.

Mack braced for her reaction. I knew I should have said something, but the words wouldn’t come.

She was shaking in anger. “Isn’t your son already f*cked-up as it is? This is what you do to him? Fuck his teacher? You’re a despicable human being.”

Despite the seriousness of this, Mack remained relatively calm. “No, Torrie. There’s a lot more than you think you know going on here, and we need to talk about it.”

She pointed her index finger at me. “As for you, I’ll be reporting you to school officials tomorrow.”

I wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn’t come.

No.

“You don’t understand,” Mack said.

“Oh, I understand just fine, and you’re gonna pay for this. Don’t even think about picking up your son tonight.”

“You can’t do that!”

“I can do a lot more than that. Believe me.”

Torrie ran out of the house, and the next sound was that of her tires screeching.

Finally unleashing the tears I’d been holding back, I said, “What do we do now?”

“I’m not gonna let her go the school. I need to go over there tonight and explain everything.”

“I’ll lose my job, Mack. St. Matthew’s has a strict anti-fraternization policy that prohibits any kind of relationship between faculty and parents. She goes to them, and I’m toast. But honestly, I’m more concerned about Jonah finding out about this than anything else.”

“I’ll talk to him, too. He already knows we knew each other. But I want him to the know the full truth.” He pulled me into his chest. His heart was pounding against mine when he spoke into my hair, “I’m gonna fix this, Frankie. I promise.”