To top everything off, she was smart, funny, and strong-willed in a way most women I came across weren’t.
She was one of those whole package women, except that she wasn’t. She couldn’t be.
At least, not for me.
She was Carl’s, daughter, and no matter how hot she was or how much my cock twitched at the thought of her, that was all she could ever be.
I groaned and straightened my body so that every inch of me would be under the frigid spray. Defying the laws of nature, my cock didn’t shrink at the cold. It remained awake and ready for someone that could never be mine.
My eyes closed in an attempt to focus my brain and find a solution to the problem. However, all I thought about was Elle.
Instinctively, my hand drifted down to my massive erection. Behind my closed lids, I saw Elle’s sweet mouth wrapped around my cock. I wondered how much of me she would be able to take and how deliciously smooth it would feel. I pictured her tits bouncing and her pretty hair wrapped around my hand as I worked myself in and out of her lips.
I knew that even fantasizing about her was wrong, but for some reason, the forbidden aspect of it made the whole thing even sweeter.
Before I knew it, my balls were tight, and my body felt like it was dangling from a precipice. I held onto the wall in front of me and kept Elle’s face and tits front and center in my mind as I sped up my movements, until my body finally erupted with one of the strongest orgasms I’d ever had.
Once I was done, and she was still in my thoughts, I stood under the cold water waiting for my breath to return to normal and realized one very true fact: I wasincredibly fucked.
* * *
I pulled my coat around me as a crisp breeze filtered down the street, blowing up snow in its wake. The blanket of whiteness over the earth was as much a staple of the town as the local businesses.
We were, after all, in the mountains.
Liberty’s Main Street awaited me when I stepped out of my car. Everything was within walking distance downtown, if it could even be called a downtown at all. A few local shops, a B&B, a day-care, a café, and, the local paper. There were a few other little shops and diners. Most of them had been there as long as I could remember.
I inhaled the cold, Utah air. It was cold enough to almost hurt the lungs. If you weren’t born and bred for that kind of weather, it might be a bit too much. Some folks didn’t care much for snow and cold, but I preferred it over the heat out west and the humidity in the east.
Utah was my home; Liberty was Heaven on Earth, as far as I was concerned.
It came with its share of small town drama, but I was grateful to be raising my daughters in the town I grew up in.
I trekked the block to Little Cubs.
I thought about my meeting with Elle the day before and had to adjust my pants from the erection that was coming.
Shit just the thought of her has me screwed up.
She’d grown into such a beautiful woman.
And the curves on her.
Shit.
She’d always been a curvy girl but I never thought about her as more than my best friend’s daughter.Until now.
Now, everything about her blew me away.
She was just a little too focused on her career and didn’t see the bigger picture around her.
Or maybe I just had a thing against journalists. She might be a good one, but as far as I was concerned, she was amongst parasites and leeches. It was far too easy for them to suck you into their world.
Plus, it had been a long ass time since I last saw her.
It was hard to believe that beautiful, blonde-haired, brown-eyed woman with the perfect figure was Carl’s little Ellie-bean. As soon as she’d turned eighteen, she’d run off to New York City and blossomed from a child to a woman.
I was sure the men in New York had been all over her - she was a stunner. She could have been a model, but anytime anyone had mentioned it to her, she scrunched up her perfectly upturned nose and said she wanted to use her brain, not her beauty, to get ahead in the world.