Ties That Bind

Chapter Eight- Good Deeds & Frustrations

~~Zoltan's point of view~~

I wake up to her. I want to wake up to her every day. She fell asleep in my arms throughout the night; she got away from me. I quietly slip out of bed. I told her I would handle Aiden today, and I will. I step out in the hall and call him.

~~Phone conversation~~

Aiden: "Hey, Dad."

Zoltan: "Hello, Aiden."

Aiden: "Everything ok?"

Zoltan: "I don't know yet. I need you to meet me in my office at the office at noon. I will send someone to find you if you don't show up."

Aiden: "I'll be there."

~~End conversation~~

I make my way back to the bed. She is still sleeping, but she won't be for long. She was lying on her back. I run my fingers lightly up her leg. She immediately opens her eyes and looks at me. She doesn't move or stop me, so I keep going. I slide my hand under panties. I was thankful she has just a nightshirt on. I find her clit with my palm and slide my middle and ring finger in her. I get a good rhythm going, and I smile when she moans.

Brinkley: "Oh, shit...mmm."

I love how she responds to me; I love how I respond to her. Today I am going to let her finish. Not that I don't enjoy letting her suffer; I enjoy feeling her cream on my fingers even more.

Brinkley: "Zoltan..."

I don't say anything. I never speak during the sexual activity that we have. I know she has to think I am an unfeeling asshole. I keep my expression and words to myself. Inside, my body reacts, and my mind is screaming with joy.

Brinkley: "Oh fuck Zoltan..."

She loses it on my fingers. I pull my hand away and start to walk away like I always do...

Brinkley: "Stop, Zoltan."

I stop and turn to her.

Brinkley: "Come here, please."

I walk over to her. She sits up. Her face is eye level with my dick, which is rock solid at the moment. I walk away to take care of myself after not to disrespect her.

Brinkley: "Lay down but remove your shorts and underwear first."

I said I give her what she wants, and she is going to get it. I'll let her do whatever she about to unless it's the actual act itself. I lay down after stripping; she turns toward me. She wraps her hand around my cock. She starts stroking me. I've never had anyone do this before. She removes her hand and spits in it, then brings it back to my cock.

I can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have her mouth wrapped around me. However, I enjoy what's she's doing with her hand, especially when her other is playing with my balls. She moves her hand up and down my length as she continues; it gets harder.

Zoltan: "Fuck, Brinkley, you're going to make me cum."

She does me to me what I have done to her. She gets up and leaves the room. I finish myself; I can't blame her. I've done it to her several times, I get up, shower, and head downstairs. I see that she has done the same thing.

Zoltan: "Good Morning, Sweetheart."

Brinkley: "Good morning."

She says with a sexy ass smirk. She knows what she did. I want to laugh, but I hold it in. I go to each of my grandkids, kiss them on the top of their heads, and then sit next to her on a stool. I drop my voice to where just she can hear it.