Lee lay down on his couch and fiddled with the controllers for his game system. He held no interest in the cartoon figures wielding guns. Instead, he was awaiting a text or call from Mari. He glanced over to his phone, which had yet to sound. It had been weeks since their last session.

It had been fantastic at the time, but now, he felt disheartened. Maybe it hadn’t been excellent for her, and he pushed her too far. He doubted Mari would have told him. She was terrible with communication, a skill he had developed at therapy.

His new therapist, Dr. Ryan West, was chill and more straightforward to talk to than his previous one. On their first session, the two went into overtime after spending the first thirty minutes talking casually about the latest sports game.

His phone chimed with a notification from some app, and he dropped the controller. The cash app notification came into view, and he started to dismiss it. But her name popped up like a donor giving him a rush of blood to his racing heart.

$MariLopi55 deposited three hundred dollars into your profile. The tag message read two simple words, ‘Thank you.’

Lee quickly called her phone for the hundredth time.

“Come on, baby girl, pick up,” he mumbled before the operator announced his call could not go through.

Lee wasn’t sure what was happening tech-wise. After a while, he got curious and asked someone, and they said it was a telltale sign Mari had ghosted him.

Lee tried not to be heartbroken. What he and Mari had was a sexual connection. He hadn’t even wanted to be a Daddy Dom and struggled with the delicate parts. But after a few scenes of light spankings and cuddling, she and her teddy, Lee, took fondness. He was amazed by her and the idea of being her Dom.

After the knowledge of what she had done and his understanding that he was the issue, Lee was slump-shouldered inside Dr. West’s gigantic office. The couches in his office varied, but Lee chose the seat opposite his desk.

“No callback?” Ryan asked.

“No, umm, she blocked me on my phone or something.”

“This girl was the one, huh?” Ryan empathetically asked.

“No, well. No, she was way out of my league.” Lee coughed, “Hum, she was, uh, she was only 18.”

A broad grin came to his face, and Ryan leaned back in his chair, “Mm, that sounds delicious. I would be heartbroken, too, bud. Young ones are my favorite.”

“Yeah,” Lee frowned, “She was definitely hot but it’s more than that. She’s funny. She’s smart as hell for her age but she’s got a lot of maturing to do. I enjoyed it while it lasted….”

Lee paused to close his eyes. He could see her face clearly and smiled.

“You got pussy whipped. Happens to the best of us,” Ryan chuckled.

“No. It was more than sex. She was a breath of fresh air at the time. And I was in a bad bad place when I met her. I am in a good place now, but….”

“But what? Hell, you pulled one. You can pull another. We are men, Lee. Separating sex and affection, it’s easy for us. Women get in their feelings and can’t control their fucking emotions.”

Although Lee didn’t fully agree, he nodded. He had once had the same mindset but his previous therapist had urged him to open up to expressing his emotions. He felt Ryan was the opposite encouraging him to fall back into numbness.

“I mean this is what I am here for, right. Tell you how I feel.” Lee chuckled off his annoyance.

“I can let you fall hard for a little cock tease, Lee. Trust me. I’ve had some young ones. They are easy because they want the experience. They can fuck you today and forget your tomorrow. You’ve got to move on and may I add finding another little sex pot.”

“No, I definitely need someone on my mental level. Someone older.”

“Just make sure they’re down to fuck. Hell, it’s better than four dates with no ass, am I right?”

Lee chuckled nervously, “Guess you’re right.”

Ryan pointed toward his plaque on the wall, “Oh, I know I am. Anyway, enough about that young one, hell she will probably be pregnant by some young hoodlum next time you see her. Then you can be thankful it’s not your baby,” he chuckled.

Lee nodded, “Yeah, man. It’s a new week, and I am a new man.”

One month later….

Beer cans littered Mari’s kitchen area and living room. People stepped on whatever they wanted as they ventured around her crowded home in search of a can of beer or a shot of something more potent.

The substance Mari had snorted, and the shots of stale rum had her mind utterly blown, causing her to care less about the grotesque condition of her home. Dancing seductively with a skinny man, she moved her hips, clumsily popping her ass on his bulge.

A different mellow tone flowed through the air. It was a love song that surrounded her with a dull ache, and she leaned further back, relishing in his unfamiliar embrace. Biting her lip and closing her eyes, Mari bobbed her head as her body swayed against his.

“I’m taking you home tonight,” the velvety voice of the stranger entered her ear.

Mari giggled as his long arms wrapped tighter around her waist.

“I live here, crazy. This is my new crib.”

“You should let me stay the night.”

“Mmmhmm,” she moaned, euphoria rushing around her petite frame.

The guy chuckled and situated her limping body, bringing his cock to poke around the slit in her ass. As he palmed her tits in each hand, Mari cracked up at his gentle squeeze.

Mari was horny, and her pussy dripped with major thoughts of a cock between her lips. The heat between her legs sent her thoughts on a man who had fucked her to insanity and ruggedly handled her. She could see Lee as clear as day in her mind: those sparkling eyes and plump lips lined by a lightly salted beard.

“Hmm, Daddy,” she whimpered.

“I’ll be your daddy, baby,” the stranger whispered.

Mari stepped up and away from the stranger with the idea of contacting Lee after weeks of ghosting.

The young man pulled her arm, bringing her closer, “Where are you going, baby.”

“Ugh.” Mari scowled when she realized the man was lanky, and his nose was far too pointy for her liking.

Without a wave of goodbye, Mari walked toward her bedroom, bumping into numerous guests. A plump woman didn’t care for Mari’s shove and pushed back with a scowl.

“Watch it, bitch!”

“Bitch? Who the fuck are you calling bitch? This is my,” Mari hiccuped and caught her stumble, “This is my house. Get out if you don’t like it.”

“This is your crib? No wonder I saw a roach in the kitchen,” the woman hunched over with laughter, as did her similarly overweight friend.

“Who the fuck are you talking to?” Mari feverishly stepped up with a matching scowl. Despite her short stature, her eyes held a malicious hue. She had fought girls bigger than this and knew one punch to the woman’s gut would change her mind. Mari’s drunkenness didn’t profile for the girl’s other two flunkies.

“I am talking to you, Bitch,” the girl growled.

Mari instantly felt a hand on her shoulder and looked toward her friend Sasha.

“She’s just drunk. Relax,” Sasha explained to the Amazon before turning back to Mari, “You need to tell everyone to get the fuck out of here,” she urged, “And try not to get beat up before then. Your neighbor came by complaining, so you need to sober up and-“

Mari drunkenly interrupted Sasha’s guidance, “I’ve got to find my phone, and I need to go….” she paused and focused on her open bedroom door, “What the fuck!”

Forgetting her fight, Lee, and her friend, Mari, marched toward her bedroom to discover a couple bucking and rearing in her bed.

“Get out! Get out!”

“Mari!” Sasha ran toward her and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her tiny frame away.

“They need to get out!”

“I know. I know. Look, go in the kitchen and get some water or something. I’ll get it together.”

Mari drunkenly grinned, “They’re fucking in my bed. I haven’t even slept in it yet.”

“I know. I knew when Ginger posted that shit on SnapChat that everyone would be here. I’ll tell most to leave. Okay? Just go sit down before you fall.”

“I’m okay,” Mari fell against the wall, eyeing the open sexual scene, “I wanna join them.”

“No!” Sasha shouted, “Go, sit down. You look like you’re about to pass out.”

“I’m fine.” Mari chuckled, throwing her hands in the air, “It’s my party.”

“Ginger!” Sasha shouted toward their other friend, pointing toward Mari.

Ginger groaned and pushed herself up from the handsome boy toy she’d been courting.

“Mari,” Ginger popped her jaw to open her slanted eyes.

“Best friend!” Mari squealed, squeezing her neck in a wobbly embrace, and wondered of Lee, “Ugh, I miss my best friend so much.”

Ginger chuckled, “You’re tripping, girl.”

“Go sit her down somewhere so I can get these people out, please,” Sasha whined, “I told y’all this was a bad idea.”

“There’s a lot of people here. I didn’t think they would come,” Ginger laughed, “I’ll handle it.”

Stepping sideways toward the speaker, Ginger unhooked the phone cord, silencing the once vibrant atmosphere.

“Hey!” one guy shouted.

“What the fuck!” a few females looked around for the culprit.

What was once a party turned to awkwardness? Without the tunes, folks stared at each other momentarily before collectively deciding to leave. Grabbing drinks and anything of value on the way out, people rushed toward the front door with talks of checking out the local bars.

While Mari stumbled toward the kitchen searching for her phone, Sasha informed the trio in her best friend’s bed to evacuate.

Mari tried to focus on her screen, but the words were sideways in a chaotic mix. The sight of the raunchy mess in her bed made her clit jump for a piece. Without much wondered or anxiety over the matter, Mari typed a message to Lee.

Mari: I, honey! Come over!”

A few seconds later, the message was marked read, and her heart raced seeing three dots confirming his response.

Lee: It’s late, lol. What are you doing up?

Mari: fuck me. I want to try to take it in my throat.

Lee: lol, that didn’t work out for you last time. Maybe tomorrow?

Mari dialed his number and waited for his answer.

“Hey, there, Mari,” Lee beamed as he spoke into his iPhone.

“I wondered I was your Baby girl?” Mari rolled her eyes, “Why can not you come to see me now?”

“I’m already in bed. How have you been? I, uh, wasn’t expecting to hear from you.”

“Are you on a date?”

“No? It’s late. I’m in bed alone. What have you been up to? I, um, I missed you.”

“Aw! I missed you too, Daddy. It’s,” Mari checked the phone reading 12:43 and groaned, “It’s not even that late. You go to bed too early. You’re like old, man.”

“It’s morning technically…” Lee paused, noticing her disorganized speech, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’d be better if….”

Pausing, Mari felt tingling chills down her spine and shook it off as her vision spun. She closed her eyes and focused on the images of his face in her mind.

“Mari?”

“I want some of you in me, Daddy.”

“I wondered you just wanted it in your throat?” Lee chuckled, “You want to get fucked, too? That may cost you.”

“So, you’re a gigolo now? I have some money.”

“Yeah, but I only get paid in kisses and cuddles. What are your plans for tomorrow morning?”

“It’s already the morning, remember, clever ass,” Mari chuckled, “Come see me. I’ll make it….”

She paused when she felt a hand on her shoulder and opened her eyes to see the same skinny boy at her side.

“Bro! I told you to leave. Like, go home. The party’s over.”

“I’m tryna to see what you got going on, baby.”

“Go away!” Mari shouted and stepped away into the laundry room for privacy.

“Sorry, This ugh,” Mari breathed in frustration, “Can you just come to save me.”

Sensing his friend was troubled, Lee had already pulled up his pants, laying the phone on the bed, “Where are you right now?”

“Home,” Mari cooed, “So, you coming?”

“Yeah, I’ll be there as soon as possible.”

–

The porch of her double-wide trailer had numerous cups, random pieces of clothes, and other trash littering the entrance. Lee hated to see what was inside. Knocking hard, he waited. Another fresh-faced female greeted him but shut the door quickly in his face assuming he was the police or a neighbor coming to complain.

After another knock and a few moments of standing on her soiled porch, the girl came back and opened the door.

“Lee?”

“Yeah, and you are?”

“Ginger,” she smiled, “Mari passed out, so maybe come back later, or?”

“Could I come in? I want to ensure she’s safe and nothing out of the way. I figured she was drunk.”

Lee walked into her living room and grimaced at the mess her guests had left. He found a few lingering in the kitchen and stepped over to Mari lying on the floor.

Lee gritted his teeth, “Yall just gonna let her lay on the floor?”

He bent down and picked her up, cradling her in her arms. He scowled at the two young men who could have done the same.

“I’ve got this.” Lee glared toward the two men, who looked frightened of his odd appearance on Mari’s behalf, “You all can leave. I’m sure she’s out for the night, and it seems the party is over.”

“Nah, I’m staying. But he’s right. You all need to leave,” Sasha illustrated in a similar annoyance.

Glitter sparked in her long dark hair, and she gave Lee a small smile, “Thank you.”

“No problem. Should I put her in the bed?”

“No, they were….” Sasha frowned, “I’ll handle it.”

“Are you her father or something?” A skinny young man asked, clenching a Bud Light can.

Lee gave the man a challenging stare, “No, a friend and you?”

“Was gonna be more than a friend till you showed up,” he snickered on his way out the door.

Mari stirred in his arms, and her eyes scanned his face.

“Lee,” she mumbled.

His deep voice sounded over the rest of them, whispering about who the man could be.

“Do you want to get on the couch, Mari?”

“Fuck me,” Mari whimpered.

Lee chuckled and kissed her forehead. He glanced toward her friends to ensure that they had not heard her raunchy request. He realized how out of place he looked amidst the young crowd. Being there was cringe, but he cared for Mari too much to leave her side.

“I missed you, Daddy,” Mari purred, “Did you miss me?”

“I can’t even tell you how good it is to see you, baby girl.”

“Mm, I, I love you so much.” Her eyes shut, then reopened, “I want it in my throat.”

“Shh, go to sleep. I know you’re tired. I’m not going anywhere.”

His grip tightened on her legs, and he plopped down and rocked her softly in his arms.

After a while, Sasha returned, “Is she still asleep?”

“Yeah, knocked out. What all happened here?”

“A little party,” Sasha shrugged and picked up an empty can from the floor, “Got a little out of hand.”

“You can go home if you want,” Lee stated, “I’ll take care of that and her. I won’t, you know….”

“It’s cool. I was going to stay and clean.” Sasha said, gathering an arm of trash to take to the kitchen bin, “How do you know, Mari?”

Lee wasn’t sure if he should mention the therapy. He had been in for months and had yet to tell his friends.

“The doctor’s office.”

“You’re a doctor?”

“No,” Lee chuckled, “I wish. I was there for an appointment. So was she, and.”

Lee chuckled and swallowed hard as he gazed into her sleeping face, “We started talking. It wasn’t my idea. I never thought she would give me the time of day.”

“I hate to break it to you, but she has never mentioned you, so that’s weird.”

“Oh, no,” Lee chuckled, “We are just friends. Nothing like that, we… Well, she’s a funny girl.”

Placing her to the side, Lee stood and looked at the mess covering the floor. He gathered up as much as he could fit in his arms and emptied it. He eyed the other young woman, who appeared older than the rest.

“How do you know her?”

“I’m her manager,” Sasha informed, “Applebees on the 17th.”

“Yeah, I knew I’d seen you before. I work next door. We go there almost every other day for lunch.”

“I work the night shift now. We both do. I think I remember you coming in with some woman,” Sasha scanned his mature frame and folded her arms.

“Probably was my Ex-wife.”

“And your name is Lee, right?”

“Oh, yeah, sorry, I’m rude. What was your name?”

“Sasha,” She said in a matter-of-fact tone, evaluating him, “So how are you two friends? Like I said, it’s a little weird she’s never mentioned you.”

“She’s never mentioned any of her friends to me either. Hell, when I met her, I hadn’t paid her much attention, didn’t think she’d ever be interested, you know.”

“You’re a little too old to be friends, is what I am saying.”

Lee felt her hostility and nodded, “She’s an adult, Sasha.”

“I know she’s an adult, but she’s sometimes immature. I still love her,” Sasha chuckled, then her face returned to the stoic, “I want to know. What is a grown man doing being friends with an 18-year-old? If you don’t mind me asking.”

Lee chuckled nervously and rubbed his jawline, “Well…. I am not a bad guy, Sasha. Like I said, she’s a grown woman, so….”

“Sorry, I just worry about her. She’s always on my case about getting on her case, but she’s like a little sister to me.”

Lee nodded, unsure how to comfort her doubts.

“Just, Don’t hurt her, please. She’s been through enough.”

“I…” Lee shook his head, “I won’t. Trust me. I am more worried about her doing the same to me, to be honest. I’m not trying to-“

“What are y’all talking about?” Mari appeared in the doorway, her head leaning against the door frame while her green eyes adjusted to the bright lights.

Sasha stepped up, “Are you okay?”

“Duh,” Mari chuckled, “I want to go to bed,” She pulled at Lee’s shirt, “Take me to bed, Daddy.”

A deep blush stained Lee’s cheeks, and he grabbed her hand, “Let’s get some water, maybe some food,” he looked toward Sasha, “How much did she drink?”

“I’m not sure; I had to leave and check on my kids,” Sasha leaned in to whisper, “when I came back, she was wasted, and I think someone gave her pills.”

Lee grimaced and held her upright, leading her to a chair, “I’ve got it if you’ve got to go; it’s not what it looks like.”

Sasha chuckled, “You saying that doesn’t make it any more savory.”

Unsure of what to do, Sasha stood against the wall and weighed her options of leaving her friend with the stranger. She watched as Lee fell to his knees before Mari and patted her face softly.

“Mari, sweetie, wake up.”

“Daddy, hmm, fuck me.”

Lee chuckled at the title, “Not tonight, baby girl. I want you to drink some water before you go to sleep.”

Mari shook her head, slumping her face into her chest, “I just want you.”

“I’m right here,” Lee smiled and reached out to kiss her forehead, “I’ll be here when you wake up.” he grabbed her by the waist and lifted her in his arms to carry her back to the couch and returned with another armful of trash.

“I’ll take this bag out. any more?”

“Yeah,” Sasha motioned her head, “Over there. I appreciate the help.”

“I think you and I want the same things,” Lee explained, “The best for her, right?”

Sasha nodded and turned to clear the table of all the existing mess. The task was more manageable with the pair working together, and soon Mari’s home was back in order.

Lee lounged on the couch, bringing Maris’ feet to his lap, and raised his head back. Sasha posted on the couch and checked her phone, peering toward the pair occasionally to make sure Lee wasn’t taking benefit of the situation. Before the sun rose, all three were asleep.

Mari mumbled something in her sleep that jerked Lee awake, and he glanced around to see Sasha had left. He adjusted her feet in his lap and found another favorable position.

“Ugh!” Mari groaned.

“You alright, baby girl.”

She twisted around and held her head down toward the floor, “I feel sick.”

Lee hauled toward the kitchen for something of aid.

“Do you need something to drink or eat?” Lee frowned when he glanced into her refrigerator to discover only a half box of White Claw.