Friday was a breeze, and Lee had only one truck to work on before 2 pm. He announced his departure and smiled at Terry, avoiding his Ex wife’s longing gaze. Gina had sucked his cock three days in a row before she realized controlling her body was something he no longer wanted to do. She was bitter at learning he could no longer be under her mental control.

Lee wanted to tell someone about his progress but hesitated to mention it to Doctor Kendall. She would see him as the true sadist he was, and he would rather keep it to himself.

“How are those dating Apps going?” Dr. Kendall asked.

“Stagnant as of now, but I think I am ready to serial date.”

“Really?” Taylor smiled, “What brought about this new change?”

Her next patient, Mari, came to mind, and she awaited his confession. It never came as Lee switched the subject to something else. It had become hard to work independently with Lee, and she mentioned her newest idea.

“Mr. Lawarence, you and I have talked a lot these past few months. But, I feel you cannot speak with me about certain things.”

“I try to be as open and honest as possible, Doc. I know without communication, any sort of relationship will fail, including our talking.”

“I understand that, Mr. Lawrence. And our connection is awesome. You made such progress, but there is so much more to gain from additional treatment.”

“I need to come twice a week?”

Lee adjusted himself, feeling insecure about her recommendation. He wondered he was making progress and not in need of more assistance.

“No,” Taylor chuckled, “You’re doing great. But I think you should seek another therapist, precisely a male therapist.”

Taylor shuffled through her notebook, landed on a card, and handed it to Lee.

“That is Dr. Ryan West. He’s a good friend of mine from college. He has a practice uptown. I would like for you to give him a call.”

“I am totally comfortable with you. I… I mean, I don’t mean to be forward, but I consider you a good friend.”

“Mr. Lawrence,” Taylor smiled, “Lee, you don’t seem comfortable talking openly about sexual matters or other ongoing relationships. And since you’re coming out of a rough marriage, it would be nice to communicate with you about your relationship issues. But I understand that conversation is more suited with men.”

Lee chuckled, “You’re breaking up with me, Doc?”

“This is not a breakup. This is an upgrade, Lee. You’ve graduated from my handle, and I am honored to put you in better hands.”

Lee nodded and scanned the card, “I’ll give him a call.”

Taylor was giddy and smiled. “He’s right up your alley. You two will get along well.”

“I appreciate everything, Doc. I really do.”

–

Mari hauled herself into the building and took a seat near the door. She was excited to see Lee and smiled when he opened the office door.

“Hey,” She beamed, wiggling in her seat with excitement, “What’s up, bestie?”

“Guess what?” Lee smiled.

Mari bit her bottom lip, “What?”

He pulled a gold-plated key from his pocket and presented it to her with a broad smile.

Mari creased her brows and chuckled, “What’s that for?”

“Nothing really, just this place on 118 Green-“

“Lee!” Mari stood wide-eyed, “Are you fucking kidding me!”

“No, ma’am. Terrence said he’s got to clean it up, and it will be about two weeks before you can move in.”

“Oh my god!” Mari jumped up and down and stopped to justify his purchase, “I can give you seven hundred today. I’ll have the rest, I swear.”

“Don’t sweat it. I know you are an honest girl.”

“Oh, my god, Oh my God!” Mari squealed, squeezing his waist.

“Congratulations, baby girl,” Lee bent down to brush his lips against her forehead just as Taylor exited her office.

“What is going on?” Taylor asked with a smile, folding her arms.

It could be anything she supposed and awaited one of them to explain.

“I uh, um, Lee was telling me about a place to rent, and I got it. So excited.”

“She’s growing up fast,” Lee chuckled.

Mari smiled, placing her hand on her heart, and glanced at Lee with sparkles of incoming tears threatening to fall.

“Thank you. Thank you so much,” Her voice cracked, and she longed to jump in his arms and pepper his face with kisses.

“It’s no problem at all.” Lee smiled, patting her shoulder, “Text me,” he whispered and stepped back.

“You ladies have a wonderful weekend.”

Taylor nodded and looked toward Mari, who still held a longing eye towards Mr. Lawrence. If she weren’t mistaken, she would say the girl was in love.

“Oh, oh, my God,” Mari breathed deeply before looking at Taylor.

“You’ve solved a lot of your difficulties there.” Taylor smiled.

Mari nodded and swiped at her eyes, “He did. He does.”

“Are you two involved?” Taylor asked the simple question that Mari would have been prepared for at any other time.

Mari’s lips trembled, but she shook her head, swiping her arm across her leaking eyes. After a few moments, she gathered herself enough to deny her claims.

“No, he’s my friend. And he’s just so kind like you said before.”

“He is.” Taylor nodded and smiled heartfeltly, “Come on in. We can talk more about him.”

After a few more daring questions, Mari caved, pouring her soul of all the heavy emotional baggage on her heart. Sobbing against Taylor’s shoulder, she explained not only the joy Lee had brought to her but the pain others had provided, not divulging Lee’s punishments. It was a lot all at once, but Mari focused on the issue Taylor could solve.

“If he isn’t ready for a relationship, Mari, you must respect that decision and his honesty. As you said, most guys you’ve dealt with have not been as open and honest.”

“But, he treats me, like….” It was on the tip of her tongue to say a Princess, but Mari grew frustrated and sharply eyed Taylor.

“I mean, come on, Taylor, like you know the answer.”

Mari looked toward her to spill private information, “What’s his issue, and how can I fix it.”

“Mari, it’s not that simple. And I can not do that. I could lose my job. But what I will tell you, and I would tell him, would be to go slow. Very slow. Both of you are hurt people, and hurt people sometimes hurt people.”

“Taylor, you’re the worst therapist ever.” Mari scoffed while Taylor gave a small chuckle at the insult.

“Professionals would say I am just doing my job, Mari. I want to talk about your father.”

“He’s an asshole, Next. Can you tell me if Lee at least talks about me?” Mari was holding her breath for the answer.

“Mari, relaxing would be helpful. You’re focused on someone who you just met a few months ago. Relationships and friendship are important, but we are here to discuss you and your life. So tell me about your father. You mentioned that he was abusing your mother.”

Mari swallowed the lump of tension and nodded her head. Lee had been a great distraction, but it was time to pull the gloves off. Trying to keep her eyes from watering, Mari explained her childhood trauma in a few words.

Taylor went in with questioning, and Mari then provided more information about her life. Details that she could have gone another decade without disclosing.

+

+

Mari took deep breaths as she began to turn onto Lee’s street. She noticed her friend Sasha’s car in her driveway and pulled in to buy herself time and clear her head. Emotions were something Mari wasn’t used to expressing, and after an hour and a half of unleashing baggage, she was feeling drained.

Mari wanted to see Lee but wasn’t sure she could handle a rough sex session with all the thoughts running through her mind. Some of her felt she owed him sex and couldn’t bail on their Friday night fling.

Sasha walked out with a smile seeing her little friend. Mari was almost a decade younger than her but reminded her of herself at that age. They had met at a mutual friend’s party a year ago. Sasha had wondered the drunken girl was annoying and rude. But when a random guy began pushing up on Mari, building up to assaulting her, Sasha stepped in to protect the young woman. They grew in friendship, and she offered Mari a job at Applebees.

“Hey girl,” Sasha smiled, “What’s wrong?”

Mari smiled through the misery and told Sasha the excellent news.

“I am moving out of my aunt’s house. I got my own place now.”

“Aw, Congratulations. I am so proud of you.” Sasha declared, “But why do you look like your dog died? Your eyes are red. You aren’t on those pills again, are you? Al will need a drug test to hire you full-time.”

“No,” Mari said, “It has been weeks since, and I’ve hardly drank much.”

“That’s good, but why are you crying, sweetie?”

“I, um, It’s nothing. I am so excited to be moving out of that fucking prison.”

“You’ve been saving up, and it’s paid off. Quicker than I expected. So fucking proud of how far you’ve come, Mari. Seriously, babe, you were scaring me for a minute there.”

“I wasn’t that bad,” Mari chuckled, “I didn’t do it by myself though…. My friend helped me a lot. I guess I shed some tears of joy. From the help, and stuff. And you’ve helped me so much too….”

Mari swallowed to keep her eyes from watering and shook her head, “I’m so happy.”

“You want to come in? We can celebrate with some drinks,” Sasha offered, “I don’t have any of those wine coolers you like, but we can go get some.”

“No, I’ve got to go see my friend.”

“Uh-huh, a guy?”

“No, a girl, but she’s cool.”

Mari knew Sasha was supportive when it came to her life. Had she told Sasha that her friend was a guy, she would have asked questions. If she knew he was 40, Sasha would have freaked out. Protection was something Mari needed but seldom wanted, clouding her lifestyle.

“Well, have fun tonight, be careful, Mari. Seriously, don’t drink too much.”

“We aren’t drinking,” Mari chuckled, “She doesn’t even drink.”

“Sounds like a good girl and a good example for you. I’d love to meet her sometime.”

Mari smiled, biting her lip at the phrase ‘Good girl.’ She just couldn’t find out why she felt so strongly about Lee. She had never been one to fall for a guy after sex. If anything, most guys got attached to her after a shot of her bomb pussy.

Mari said her goodbyes to Sasha and drove five houses down. There sat Lee’s home. He had his door opened, but thankfully Gina wasn’t there. She knocked twice on the screen door and stepped back.

Lee answered, holding his phone to his ear, and Mari beamed at him, mouthing a greeting and giving a cutesy wave.

“Come on, little girl.” Lee chuckled, holding the screen door open.

“My friend is here now, so I’ll catch up with you later. Let me know how that lasagna turns out, sweetheart,” Lee spoke, hungrily eying his little fuck buddy.

Mari stood awaiting the end of his phone call and tried not to be jealous. He hung up with a smile and focused his attention on her. Her crop top teased unblemished light brown skin, and her shorts were tiny as hell, showing off her camel toe. She was a wet dream, and he still couldn’t find out how he could ever cross her radar. Regardless, he couldn’t believe his luck.

“How was your session?” Lee asked.

His concern about her therapy annoyed her, but Mari quickly changed the subject to his equally annoying poly lifestyle.

“How was your date?”

“Eh, that one I told you about didnt work out. I met another on OkCupid,” Lee chuckled, “We went out last night. I didn’t think she liked me.”

“Daddy, your fucking hot,” Mari rolled her eyes at his insecurity, and Lee beamed.

“Well, I took her for sushi, and she had to call in this morning with food poisoning.”

Keeping a calming smile, Mari bobbed her head and tried not to seem so disappointed.

“Well, it’s a good thing she isn’t mad.”

“Yeah. I mean, I was fine this morning. We had the same thing.” Lee shrugged.

Mari nodded, “I actually have a date tomorrow,” she lied.

“Oh shit,” Lee smiled, “Wear that red dress, and I am sure you will get a callback, baby girl.”

Mari nodded, searching his eyes for a hint of jealousy. She didn’t discover it and turned her head to frown. What was she doing? She would break her heart knowing this man wasn’t able and didn’t want to be her boyfriend.

Lost in her wondered, Mari gasped as Lee picked her up.

“Ah!”

“I’ve missed you, little girl!” Lee shouted before bringing her up to his chest, “Did you miss me?” he whispered, slipping his tongue over her ear lobe.

“Yes, Lee,” Mari replied with a giggle.

“Lee?” He chuckled, “Who the fuck is that?”

Lee tickled her sides, bringing her into the guest room and plopping her onto the lattice. He wished he had a belt on but settled on his hands. He pulled her leg toward him and popped her red shorts donned rear.

“What’s my name, little girl?” he asked.

“Daddy.” Mari chuckled, then her voice became soft and slightly saddened, “Can we do it differently?”

Lee noted the misery in her eyes and fell toward her with tender kisses on her cheek, “What’s wrong, baby girl?”

“Nothing. I, mm, I just don’t want it rough.”

Lee nodded, pressing his lips to her forehead, “Come on.”

Grasping her sides, Lee lifted her against him, pulling her legs around his waist. He brought them back into the living room and settled on the couch.

Turning to face him, Mari frowned, “Lee, maybe I should go. I didn’t want to cancel. Especially after all you’ve done.”

“If my bestie is having a bad day, we can cuddle and watch TV.”

“I know, but I mean. Come on, Lee, that’s not what I came here for or what we do, you know?”

“Do you have a problem with it? Cause don’t mind. I like this.”

“Lee,” Mari smirked, unbelieving, “We both know I’m here for a reason and if I can’t-“

Lee’s hand popped against her asscheek and silenced her words, “I am still Daddy, so shut up and relax.”

Lee pulled her head back on his chest, handing her the remote, and leaned back on the cushion.

“Find me something to watch, Brat.” Lee ordered, nibbling her ear, “I don’t want any more back-talking from you this afternoon.”

–

Lee ordered pizza, and the pair watched an exciting show that neither had seen before. Mari was extremely comfortable in his arms but, after a while, felt the familiar tinge of desire he often gave her. His cock was soft, but Mari squirmed and wiggled, pretending to discover a comfortable position. It only took four times before she felt a poke against her butt.

Settling herself upon it, Mari playfully wiggled before seductively grinding her ass around his hard wood. Lee kept his arms to the side, allowing her to tease him without discretion. His cock throbbed with each grate against her soft ass.

Increasing her tease, Mari twisted her body to straddle his lap. She continued her grind, connecting her clit to his cock through the fabric of their shorts. Dry-humping him, Mari bit her lip and held his shoulders.

“Daddy?”

“Yes?”

“I want some dick,” Mari announced, inclining to nibble his neck.

“I see that.”

Lee hadn’t shaved, but his wild bushy beard looked scrumptious, and Mari brushed her fingers against the soft hair before tracing them against his lips. She was so horny, a clear gloss soaked against her shorts as she connected on his lap.

“Hmmm, oh, Daddy,” Mari whined, “I want you to fill me up, Daddy.”

With a raspy voice, Lee ordered, “Go get in my bed and play with my pussy while I clean this mess. Can you do that for me, baby girl?”

Mari nodded at the easy task but hated to leave his warm lap. She walked toward the guest room, but his voice stopped her.

“No, that’s not my bed,” Lee smiled, “Go to the back room.”

Mari was puzzled but stepped back there and explored. The hallway led to his other rooms. It was like walking into his private sector. She noticed a small side room. Posters of bands, drums, and other musical instruments filled the room. He had a large TV set with a game system as well. She stopped being nosy and ventured toward the other room. It was a simpler decor, but it looked lived, unlike the room they usually fucked in.

His bed was untidy, and Mari had the wondered of fixing it up until she glimpsed her stuffy in his bed. Her heart leaped at the wondered of him snuggling her teddy bear when he slept. She jumped up when she felt his hand on her shoulder and twisted to face him. The dim blue lights enhanced his features, and Mari smiled.

“I thought that was your room?”

“For sex. But I figured you want to get comfortable. Are you staying the night?”

Mari swallowed her affection, “Uhm, can I?”

“Of course,” Lee nodded and pulled his shirt over his head.

Mari admired the toned muscles that etched his body and grew timid. He wrapped his arms around her shoulder, falling into her lips with a passionate kiss. She hadn’t obeyed his orders, but he didn’t care.

Lee lifted her, placing her neatly in the center of the bed, and grabbed her teddy bear.

“Here you go, baby girl.” He smiled.

Holding her teddy, Mari giggled as Lee slowly pulled down her shorts, revealing all of the moisture. His lips dribbled along her pussy lips, tasting her sweet sap.

“Mmm, Daddy, oh, yes,” Mari shivered, squirming against his hairy mouth.

Lee spread his tongue over her clit and flapped against it, slicing his finger into her dripping snatch. Mari squeezed her bear tightly as the duel orgasms melted her uncertainty away.

“Daddy, oh, daddy, hmm.”

Mentally and physically exhausted, Mari was in dreamland as his arms enveloped her petite frame. He was so warm and kind, giving her the fuzzies like never before.

+

Mari awoke feeling much better. Laying on his chest, she playfully popped her hand against his groin until his eyes fluttered open. The blackout curtains in his bedroom allowed no sun to peek through, but his phone read seven am.

Mari popped his soft cock again and giggled, “Wake up, Daddy.”

“Stop,” Lee groaned, closing his eyes.

When Mari popped him again, Lee opened his eyes and gave her a stern look.

“You want to be a bad girl this morning, huh?” Lee rasped, his voice filled with tiredness.

Another smack made his cock come alive, along with her sweet little giggle.

“I’ll spank you,” Lee warned, shutting his eyes.

“I. Don’t. Care,” Mari chuckled, hitting his cock with each word, “I. Don’t. Care. I. Don’t. Care. I. Don’t. Care.”

“Mari!” Lee scowled.

“I. Don’t. Care. I. Don’t. Care-“

With a swift motion, Lee pushed her head to his cock and reached around, slapping her bare asscheek with his thick palm. Mari squirmed, burying her face into his crotch and pulling out his cock.

“No, ma’am,” Lee pulled her head toward his stomach and swatted his palm against her ass, “Bad girls, don’t get to suck my cock.”

“I am not bad, Lee.”

“What did you call me?” Lee asked.

Before she could think, she received a series of heavy plam smacks to her bare left cheek. The pain made her clit pulse, and she kissed his hard stomach.

“Um, ugh, I’m not a bad girl, your just a bad Daddy.”

“You want more than a spanking this morning, don’t you? Just because that paddle is in the next room doesn’t mean you can act up. I’ve got a belt over there.”

“You aren’t gonna use it,” Mari challenged with a smirk.

Lee hopped from the bed, and Mari squeezed her teddy backing into the bedpost.

“No. No, I’m sorry, Daddy.”

It was too late. Lee’s cock ached; the belt was in his hand. His fresh, awakened mind wanted to punish.

“Bend over,” he ordered, his cock swaying as he stepped closer.

Giddy with excitement, Mari positioned herself. Her feet were on the ground, and her short torso was on the edge of the bed.

The first pop was soft, and Mari enjoyed the texture of the leather against her skin. She moaned out at another few wags against her ass.

Lee reared the belt back, letting it sear into her sensitive skin.

“Oh, my!”

His heart was beating with the excitement he used to feel with Gina. But he didn’t dare take her that far. He focused on Mari’s head movements each time he let the belt swat harder on her skin.