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and all the porn and erotica I have written aside, including KINDLE, I'm not established.

I was pushing the cart, shopping, looking at stuff, and asked Kelly if she wanted anything, but she was focused and asked "Okay, so why not put a bunch of your stuff up on AMAZON? Even at a couple of dollars each, it has to be something?" I sighed and reminded her that without cover art, I could only sell at a certain price, be listed on a lower search level, and other technicalities no one cares about. Kelly asked "You can't find anyone to pose for pictures? Even wearing a bikini or a cute dress or something?"

Without realizing who was around me, who could hear me, or any of that, I sighed and said "We've talked about this. I cannot find a girl or woman willing to just give me sexy pictures. When I have, they want more than it's worth, and there are a lot of factors like using a different photo for different books or stories, an alternate picture for compilation books, and so on. I can't afford to pay for photos and I for sure cannot afford to give a model a cut of every copy sold. Unless I manage to miraculously meet, go out with, and convince a young, attractive girl who isn't already creating content on ONLY FANS or any number of other platforms, when it comes to finding a model for my book covers, I'm pretty much beat."

That's when a young blonde poked me and said "Sorry. Excuse me."

What happened next is all real, all true and completely unbelievable.

Hence the title, UNEXPECTED.

Tiffany is 18 years young, 5', 8" with long, light blonde hair, bright blue eyes, incredibly fit, petite, and athletic, has a beautiful smile and a hunger for attention. She had poked me, said "Sorry. Excuse me", then stood there blushing and perfect.

I have a thing for blondes and she was fit, gorgeous and hot!

With the call from Kelly still active, while holding my phone, while trying not to stare at the young, knockout blonde, I asked "Hi. What's up?" Her mom hovered with a curious smile as the blonde blushed "Hi. Sorry. I was listening and I just... Hi, I'm Tiffany." I laughed, we could hear Kelly say "Of course" through the phone, and Tiffany made a face and asked "What's so funny?" I smiled and said "I just... Tiffany is the name of a buff, blonde wrestler and..."

Real life, cute Tiffany in front of me beamed "Tiffany Stratton? She's my hero. She's the champion right now and..." I asked "You watch WWE?" The woman, probably Tiffany's mom, asked, "Doesn't everyone?" Over the phone I heard Kelly laugh "Uh no" and I said into my phone "I'll be right out." Kelly laughed "Bye for now", then hung up.

I smiled at Tiffany, she was absolutely adorable in a short, blue and white miniskirt, blue flats, a smartwatch, cell phone firmly in hand, and a small, tight, body baring half shirt crop top. She was half dressed yet fully clothed, real life ‘smoking hot', and so freaking cute it was ridiculous. Tiffany's pep, her excitement, her energy was addictive. I smiled and said "I realize it sounds creepy, but what you might have heard was me talking to my ex about publishing on KINDLE. I cannot afford to pay a model and have hit a brick wall with the genre I write in."

The woman, who turned out to be Tiffany's mom said "Hi, I'm Anna, Tiffany's mom. Can I guess the genre is romance?" I grinned and Tiffany inhaled, blushed, and clung to her mom, as Anna also blushed and asked quietly "Erotica?" I said "Yes. Nothing hard or profane, mostly erotic romance, tease based, and I cannot believe we're talking about this."

Here comes the swerve, one I never expected.

See if the following hint helps...

Anna is 38 years old, stands 5' 10" with long blonde hair, blue eyes, is in fit, perfect MILF shape, has a seductive smile, and is surprisingly flirty and friendly. She boldly took my phone from my hand, told me she was adding herself and her daughter to my contacts, and asked if I was free tomorrow around lunch time. I said yes because I just happened to be on vacation next week, 11 days with manipulation of time off and weekends. Tiffany seemed excited and asked "Can I do it mom? Please?"

I couldn't fucking believe it and I know for sure you don't.

Anna said "Let's slow down honey", then she handed me my phone back and asked "How could I read some of your work?" I said "You could give me a GOOGLE G-Mail address or go to EROTIC STORIES dot com. If you go to ES, search for ‘xxxxxx', but you won't have to look too hard, I'm currently the most active writer posting stuff." Tiffany was super excited and stood close, touched my phone, pulled at my LIV MORGAN t-shirt, and asked "Text me? Text me so we can text." Anna nodded, so I found her contact and sent "You are stunningly beautiful." As soon as she got it, Tiffany beamed, sighed softly, then hugged the breath out of me. Anna laughed as Tiffany clung to me and said "Text me as well please? I'll share my GMail but I think I'll go to the website and choose something to read if you don't mind?"

I took a bold chance, something I rarely do in real life, and texted Anna "Thank you. You are breathtaking. Too bad you are married or I would ask you to dinner." Anna read it, smiled, blushed, then put her phone in her small purse and flirted "Who said I was married?"

I inhaled.

Did my flirty compliment actually work?

Anna was still smiling and blushing, and oh yeah, Tiffany was still holding me as if we were best friends. Anna sighed "Let him go baby. You can text him later and we'll see him tomorrow for lunch. I have some reading to do." Tiffany sighed "Can I read some stuff? I've read stuff like that before." Anna inhaled "What? When?" Tiffany blushed and lied "Oh. I meant I heard about it. Someone told me. My mistake." Anna narrowed her eyes at her daughter and said "We can discuss this in the car" but Tiffany huffed "We don't have a car mom. It's an SUV. God" and she stormed away.

Wow. Yeah, Tiffany was 18 for sure.

Anna sighed "One thing handsome. If you have any illusions that my innocent daughter is going to get swept up in your charm? Lose them." I laughed, "I may write fantasy, but I have plenty of reality all around me." Anna stared at me, then relaxed and said "That's very deep." Anna stepped closer, she smelled like vanilla, and she said quietly "Impress me at lunch and dinner will go from a maybe to a yes."

She walked away and I thought that black leggings never looked so good on a female body.

I finished shopping, texted Kelly, and she picked me up out front since she drove today. We chatted about my strange meeting of Tiffany and Anna while we had lunch. Kelly laughed, "Explain that to me again?" So I told her about the Amazon requirements, how the cost excluded me from using actual female photos, that I didn't know how to get suggestive artwork, and I had no real knowledge of AI. Kelly asked "And if your fantasy comes true?" I laughed "Which one?" Kelly said "We both know, this is not one of your stories. Unless you excel at seduction, which I give you a ‘B+' at, there is no way that teenager sleeps with you. The hot mom, maybe a few times for fun." I exhaled "B+? Whatever. All of that is fantasy, this is the real world, and realistically, if I could get Tiffany to pose for some photos, I wonder if I could find a document for her to sign that she doesn't come back asking for payment if the KINDLE books sell well or she becomes famous or something."

Kelly is Kelly, and she said "What you should be thinking about is the mom. Why does it have to be the teenager to pose for you? Less drama with the mama." We laughed, finished eating, talked about her latest home repair project, then she dropped me off at home where I decided to write this story.

As I began writing, about 4:30 pm on Sunday afternoon, Tiffany began texting me, and unless I was crazy, the texts were flirty and curious. Oddly enough, Anna called me while her daughter was texting me. Anna had already read four separate, different stories, and she purred into the phone "Where do you come up with this stuff?" I said "The truth is, I write what I would want to read." Anna asked, "And?" I said "Well, I base everything off personal experiences or research I have done. Many of my characters are me, or a version of me, the women are girls I know, may have dated, or just someone I fantasize about." Anna asked "Be truthful with me? What kind of pictures are you hoping for?" I sighed "A mix of cute and sexy. Skirts and dresses, flirty tops, and of course both bikini and lingerie."

Anna asked "Are you sitting down?" I laughed "Yes" and Anna sighed then said "Hypothetically with the modifier of potentially, I might be willing to allow Tiff to pose for appropriate photos on two conditions." I waited and she said "You would not be allowed to sell, publish or share them without her permission, and of course mine. Also, I would like her to be credited for each picture, however that works" I said "That works. I was thinking today that I wonder if I could find a document that protects Tiffany but also keeps me from having to pay again for the photos later if the book sells well or in case Tiffany becomes famous."

Anna was quiet.

So quiet that after a moment or so I asked "Are you still there?"

Maybe to poke me after reading some of my stuff, maybe she was genuinely flirting, but it caught me off guard when Anna said "I'm here babe. I was looking at potential documents and thinking you just might be for real and not trying a slick, backdoor way to hook up with my daughter." I said "Anna, I'm sorry you even think that. This is why I haven't pursued this. Thank you, I should go." Anna said "Please don't? I called you ‘babe' to get a rise out of you, but also, as a licensed therapist, I get a combination of overlooked and constantly betrayed vibe from you. If you will let me get there at my comfort, I think we can help each other and make my daughter feel special without getting exploited in the process."

Now I was quiet.

That was good news, right?

Anna said "I will have dinner with you on one condition, and I assure you, once I trust you, everything will not come with conditions." I said, "That's fair." Anna sighed "I try to be. Tiffany may be sweet and wholesome, but keeping that curious child out of trouble is a full time job." I asked "May I ask where her father is?" Anna said "Sure. He's somewhere fucking a secretary, receptionsist or assistant. Whatever flavor and hair color of the day." I said "Sorry" and she said "You asked. The irony is that my chosen career is relationship therapy and boy isn't God laughing at me?" I said "I see a strong, beautiful woman with her shit together." Anna sighed "You just want to get into my pants." I was grinning and she said "I might let you, I need to get laid" and then she hung up.

All that came to mind was, "What the fuck?"

I replied to a text from Tiffany asking if I saw Tiffany Stratton destroy Charlotte on the mic and I sent "I really hope they let Tiffany keep the title at WRESTLEMANIA." Real Tiffany asked "Do you want to watch RAW or SMACKDOWN with me sometime?" I said "Yes" and got FIVE (5) red hearts as a reply. Oh boy. Anna called me back and said "Sorry. I never lose my cool like that." I said "You don't have to explain life to me. I gave up hoping for the best and just accept good things on the rare occasion when they happen." Anna sighed "No promises, but maybe I can help you be more positive." I was smiling when she said "So, before we got off track, my condition for dinner? I kinda have the info I hoped to get, but my condition is don't play games with me." I said "I won't. I know what that feels like." Anna sighed "Yeah", then she said "See you tomorrow babe" and hung up again.

Tiffany texted "I'm gonna watch some videos. See you tomorrow?" I replied "Look forward to it" and her reply was three more red hearts. Phew. Neither you nor I believe that I have a chance with Tiffany, but that didn't mean she wasn't starving for attention and easily heart broken. I have a daughter, so I know what I'm talking about.

Plus, this is real life, and Tiffany is only 18.

I bounced back between working on a new story, this one, and checking e-mails. Tiffany had texted me twice in two hours, nothing of any relevance, just more certainty that she wanted attention. Anna had not contacted me until she called just before 8pm and asked "Can I send you a couple of pictures? I need to get an idea of what you're thinking before we talk tomorrow." I said "Sure" and Anna asked "Promise not to share them? These are just for you. I literally just took them. So text me or call me back and let me know what you think?" I said "I will" and Anna said "Okay, bye", then ended the call.

Well, at least she didn't hang up.

Three pictures arrived, all separately, and that's important.

The first was of Anna, standing in a bathroom in front of a massive mirror, and she was practically naked in the tiniest creme colored micro bikini I have ever seen. I have consumed a lot of porn, both to relax and for research.

"MICRO BIKINI" is one of my top searches, just ask BING.

The creme colored micro was so miniscule I was hard from looking at the picture. Anna was in maximum shape for a 38 year old woman and had my FULL attention now. The thin strings held the tiny triangles over her perky, erect nipples and brown areolae but most of her large breasts were exposed around that tiny triangle. The bottoms were string and another tiny triangle barely covering her clean shaven slit. The best part was that the mirror showed me all of her back, legs and ass because it was a thong.

HOLY FUCK.

I was ROCK HARD!

The second photo was of ANNA in full ‘fuck slut' lingerie that would have made pornstars jealous. Complete with sheer white stockings, garters, a neck choker, and the bra and panties, I couldn't help it. I pushed down my sweats and underwear then jerked off. I stared at Anna's hot fucking body, didn't bother to draw it out or hold back, and soon enough exploded into a soft cloth. I wiped up, relaxed, composed myself, then saved both photos to AMAZON PHOTOS then uploaded both to my FIRE TV and my ECHO.

FUCK YEAH!

The sheer white lingerie was pointless, meant for tease, and God I wish I could be the one to see her in that on my wedding night. The bra covered her large chest but did not conceal anything. The panties were small, skimpy, and sheer, and none of those are complaints. It was actually a smoking hot picture and I cannot remember being happier.

Then I looked at the third picture.

Anna in the same bathroom, completely naked.

Taken so that I saw front and back, everything.

Her body was a masterpiece in real life and if I had any chance of fucking her, I would say, do and agree to anything for that to happen. With my cock hard again, I called Anna who flirted "Well?" I said "Two things. Make sure you listen closely." Anna said "You have my attention babe." I said "I use the word ‘Goddess' and the phrase ‘Hotter than fire' in my stories, but to you, for you, I truly mean both. You are a fucking Goddess, hotter than fire, and I would be willing to do anything to say that to you in person." Anna flirted "I think I would like you to say that to me in person, and yes, there are conditions." I laughed "Of course" but Anna asked "When you went to the store today, did you expect any of this?" I said "Even with advance warning I would not have been ready for you Goddess."

Anna sighed "I take that as a compliment."

Anna said "The conditions are, treat my daughter with the respect she deserves. She doesn't fully understand the impact of her looks and body yet, so I would like to monitor the photo taking or shoot or whatever we want to call it. Do that, pay attention to me besides sexually tomorrow, especially during our dinner date, and then..." She exhaled before continuing "Then John, I would like you to say sexy things to me in person." I gasped "My God" and Anna said "I think we can help each other babe. I need some fun and attention, and it seems like you need someone in your life who isn't using you." I sighed then Anna said "Also, seeing those pictures I sent you, ask yourself why I'm not creating content and posting it on ONLY FANS?"

I blinked then asked "You're not? God, you should be." Anna said "I feel the way I feel. I work hard to maintain my shape and looks, but they are for a man who loves me and appreciates me, not to make money. I can make money by earning it, not by taking my clothes off." I said "Wow. I like you even more after hearing that." Anna said "Also, you have probably been told this, but you have real talent. The humor and sarcasm are spot on, the drama seems real, and my goodness everyone ends up happy." I was grinning until she asked "What's with all the stepmom stories? Babe, do you have an obsession with stepmoms or what?" I said, "That's a long conversation."

Anna flirted "Well, maybe you can tell me sometime after we scorch the sheets."

And, you guessed it, she hung up.

Just before 10pm, Tiffany sent me a cute picture of her in snug shorts and a tight short sleeved shirt with the number ‘5' on it. The text said "From Volleyball" and I replied "Nice." She texted "I'm bored. See you tomorrow" and I sent "Good night beautiful."

Of course her reply was a single red heart.

A few minutes later, I was playing THE FIRST DESCENDENT, mostly completing my dailies, when Anna texted "Sweet dreams. Can't wait to see you tomorrow." Because in real life, people lie and bad things happen more than good, I fast traveled to safety, set the controller down, then stared at the text. I am well aware that in real life, ugly guys end up with attractive women, girlfriends or wives. Same for buff, handsome men being with (trying to be polite here) ‘beefers' or larger, ugly women. Not every relationship is Ken and Barbie and if you take your blinders off, you know it's true.

Sorry, back to the story.

I was staring at the text from Anna, "Sweet dreams. Can't wait to see you tomorrow." I fought my insecurity, my doubt, my common sense and reason, then texted "Sleep well. Cannot wait to see you." She replied within seconds with a red heart and it actually surprised me. I was excited, happy, worked up, and shut off the XBOX as soon as I finished my daily stuff. I had planned to just review another story I had been working on, but I found it difficult to concentrate.

I was worked up, found my way to PORNHUB, and ended up stroking my hard dick while watching three of my ‘favorites' before I spewed into a soft cloth then sighed. At 40 I was still horny and able to get really hard. I grinned as I let the fantasy grow and imagined fucking Anna until she screamed my name. I ended up closing the PORNHUB windows, staring at the three smoking pictures Anna sent me, and finally took a shower. I fell asleep reading a DIVISION 2 paperback and awoke to texts from Kelly, Tiffany and Anna.

Damn.

I wasn't this popular when I was in college.

Kelly asked how things had gone with my models and had sent a laughing emoji. I replied with "I'll let you know. Thank you for lunch yesterday." Kelly replied "You are very welcome." Tiffany's texts were "Morning", a pouty face emoji, and "Mom is such a bitch sometimes." Before I replied to Tiffany, I read Anna's texts which said "Good morning babe. Call me when you're up if you like" followed by "Any thoughts about lunch besides flirting with me?" I replied to Anna first, "Good morning smokeshow. How's my Goddess today?" I was just replying to Tiffany when Anna called to say "Smokeshow? No one has ever called me a smokeshow. Honestly babe, I didn't think you could top Goddess, but color me surprised." I sent "Morning beautiful" to Tiffany and then received "I guess" in return."

I sighed and Anna asked "You wouldn't by any chance be currently texting with my moody daughter would you?" I asked "Is she right there?" Anna said "She is and she's not happy with me because I informed her that the only person who might, and I said ‘might' just so we're clear. The only person who might be posing nude for you will be me and she didn't like that."

Wow, talk about awkward?

Plus, I have a nude picture of Anna on my phone.

She should know, she sent it to me yesterday.

I said "Anna, I told you and I swear, trying to get naked pictures was not my goal." She exhaled "Is that right? I see. Well, please send the one I sent you back if that's the case." I was stunned, sat there blinking, then she said "I asked you not to play games with me John. What kind of photos do you need? More importantly, what kind of photos do you want?" I said "Anna, breathe. I need sexy and alluring photos that will encourage book sales. Skirts and flirty tops, tight shorts and tighter t-shirts, sexy dresses, and of course, bikini and lingerie pics." Anna exhaled "Sorry for being a bitch." I said "I accept your apology and say this. From you? I will take all the nudes you want to share and if I read the room right, I may not need them."

Anna exhaled then said very quietly "I think we understand each other."

She didn't hang up though!

Anna sighed, then asked "Any chance you want to come over early? I'll spoil you rotten if you come over and make my daughter happy without taking her clothes off." There was silence until Anna sighed "That came out wrong" and I laughed "Yeah." Tiffany got onto the phone and said "Mom doesn't get to keep you all to herself. We can go swimming and hang out too. I have a bikini she won't let me wear anywhere but here that will blow your mind." I was trying to think when Anna got back on the phone and said very sternly "Any chance we have of exploring a relationship or even a friendship depend on you making pristine choices when it comes to my daughter, especially if I allow her to wear that wicked bikini."

Now she hung up.

As you and I tell ourselves "No way", Anna sent me another picture.

I wasn't clear when she took it, but it was her on the sink in the huge bathroom in front of the massive mirror. Completely naked, legs parted, nipples erect, and her soft, pink lips wet and peeking out for attention.

DAMN.

Her text that followed the scorching selfie simply said...

"Just a reminder of the end goal."

I called her back, she laughed "I was certain you would call me" and I said "Anna, my Goddess? I don't deserve you, but I make you this promise now." She breathed, maybe purred "Yeah?" I said "If... no... when I make it into your bedroom, I plan to never leave."

Then I hung up on her.

See how she likes it.

Anna replied in all caps, "IF HAS NOW BEEN REMOVED FROM THE EQUATION!"

Then she sent me her address followed by "Bring change of clothes for our date, comfy clothes to hang out in, and something to swim in." I shaved, took a quick shower for no reason, gathered some stuff including a charger for my phone. I also put my inhaler in, just in case. I arrived at a nice house on a nice street. Not a mansion but not an apartment either. The BMW SUV in the driveway parked next to a fancy SANTA FE matched the house and neighborhood. I knocked and Tiffany practically pounced on me. She was barefoot, in an oversized t-shirt with multicolored bikini strings peeking out at her neck and legs, and her long blonde hair was back in a Cheerleader style ponytail. It surprised me when Tiffany boldly kissed my lips, then hugged me until I gasped "Tiff..." She was super energetic and practically panted "Mom let me wear the bikini. She calls it scandalous and said if you even stare at me she'll castrate you, but I don't care. I can't wait to see your reaction when you see it."

Castrate me?

No pressure!

Tiffany took my hand and dragged me through the beautiful decorated house, and to a small bedroom converted into an office. Sitting on the floor in shorts and a TAYLOR SWIFT ERAS TOUR t-shirt, her long blonde hair down and straight, Anna smiled at me and said "Well hello." She had boxes and files and folders and papers everywhere.

I laughed, "Did your filing cabinet explode?"

Anna stood, held me, it was nice, and again, she smelled like vanilla. Her body was warm, I was pretty sure she did NOT have a bra on, and she eased back still holding my arms and said "Jackass called out of nowhere asking about the divorce agreement. My guess is he talked one of his bimbos into engagement." Tiffany asked "Can I show him the pool now?" Anna gave me a look then asked her daughter, "Do you mean can you show him your scandalous bikini, confuse his small brain, start a fight between us, and screw up my evening?"

Uh... what?

I blinked then Anna laughed "Sure baby, show him the bikini... sorry... the pool."

Tiffany's eyes showed fury and she huffed "Maybe I'll tell him what you said?" Anna's eyes returned the fury when she hissed "Not if you know what's good for you. What I say to you in private stays in private." Tiffany exuded defiance as she huffed "Mom said you're the first guy since daddy that's boyfriend material and hopes she doesn't mess it up." Anna gasped, looked mortified, then blurted "Sorry" as she brushed by me and hurried out of the room. I didn't know the house, or where Anna might go to think, so I looked at Tiffany and asked "Please? Where did she go?" Tiffany showed her 18 year old side and huffed "Pay attention to me instead. I'm prettier and way younger than mom." I touched Tiffany's face then said "You are, but sweetheart, when can I find her? I don't know your house or where she might go to think."

Tiffany both whined and huffed "Fine", then left the small office, led me through the kitchen, outside past the in-ground pool, and to a small garden where Anna blinked past tears and asked "What...? What are you doing?" I gave Tiffany a look and she huffed "Whatever." She walked back to the pool, stripped off her t-shirt, and dove into the pool. I got a glimpse of a LOT of skin, not much bikini, and breathed "Damn."

Anna surprised me when she held me and sighed "I tried to tell you. That girl got my genes, attitude, looks and body. Babe, she has no idea what men think or are willing to do." I kissed Anna, she responded into the kiss, her hands and arms held me, then with a sigh she asked "You kissed me?" I grinned and said "I'm boyfriend material." Anna sighed "How can I boss you around and trick you into doing things my way if you know I have feelings and stuff?"

I grinned, then stole something from some of my most romantic stories...

I held Anna's hands and asked "Will you go out with me?"

She smirked "No, but I might sleep with you."

I waited, Anna blushed, then said "Yes, I'll go out with you."

We kissed, a warm, romantic kiss but when Nature and my desire betrayed me, Anna felt my cock stiffening between us and eased back blushing "Wow babe. From a kiss?" I was also blushing, and asked "May I compliment you?" Anna smiled with excitement "Yes, please" and suddenly we were sitting in a chair, her on my lap, while Tiffany defiantly splashed in the pool. Anna said "Ignore her, she just wants attention" so I said "I noticed something yesterday and again today." Anna blushed "That I'm cute?" I kissed her softly but she purred "Don't tease" and pulled me into a warm, passionate kiss. I was happy, and hard, as Anna flirted "You were complimenting me?" I laughed "I don't plan to stop, but I noticed something. You have a fantastic body, you know you are attractive, and yet yesterday while your beautiful daughter wore a mini skirt and a half top, you had on leggings and a nice blouse."

Anna smiled at me, processing the conversation, then I said "You knew I was on my way over, and yet instead of putting on a bikini, a skirt, or something sexy, you knew simple shorts and a t-shirt were enough." Anna said "I have to say, that was quite possibly the most heartfelt compliment anyone has ever given me." We kissed, again a warm, romantic kiss, then she leaned against me, put her head on my shoulder, and said quietly "As you say, you think I have a nice body and that I'm attractive. Here's my response to your well thought out compliments. Assuming today goes well and our dinner date is fun, you will see my body in person, not naked selfies from my bathroom, and if one of us doesn't screw this up, you won't need pictures or sexy outfits for me to make you happy."

Tiffany stopped splashing, swam to the edge of the pool, said "I'm sorry mom" then looked at me and said "Sorry." I smiled at her, she sighed, and Anna said "I forgive you baby, and I'm sorry for getting upset." Anna wiggled in my lap and whispered "Why are you so hard?" I put my lips to her ear and said "Because you're so hot." Tiffany slid out of the water gracefully, her bikini was SMALLER than the micro bikini Anna had taken a selfie wearing, and I inhaled as getting out of the water had pushed the inch or so of material covering Tiffany's nipples to the side. Anna exhaled "Nips" and Tiffany gasped "Oh God" and dove back into the pool.

Anna exhaled, "Yeah, so that happened."

I closed my eyes and breathed "Sorry."

Anna touched my face and asked "Sorry for seeing it, or sorry for enjoying it?"

I stared at Anna and said "We both know there is no right answer."

She smiled and said "No, that was the right one."

Tiffany got out of the pool on the other side, kept her back to us, and hurried still soaking wet into the house. Anna said "Huh. Unexpected. I'm thinking that little nip slip may have scared her straight." I said "Seems like." When we got up, Anna boldly put her hand on the bulge in my pants and asked "You brought clothes with you?" I nodded and she smiled "Well, let's go in the bedroom and get you changed." I blinked, she smiled with her hand still on my trapped shaft, then I smiled back at her "Great idea."

The house was quiet, Anna waited smiling as I picked up my backpack, and she said "No point in playing games, would you like to spend the night?" I held her in a warm embrace, said "Yes" then asked "What are the chances you would be the model?" Anna inhaled, stepped back from me, stared into my eyes, then asked "John? What makes you think I'm that kind of lady?" I blinked, muttered "Uhhh..." then Anna smiled as she laughed "Babe, I will give you all the pics you want and then some. The only request I have is the same demand I gave you, if we take any more nudes than what I sent you, they are for you only." I nodded and she said "I do not want to steal Tiffany's moment. She heard you talking to what's her name and practically begged me to talk to you. She wants attention John, and oddly, some mild and cute sexy photos for your books are way better than the alternatives out there."

We kissed softly this time, then Anna purred "Remember when I said ‘No games'?" I nodded and blushing, Anna said "Let's go in the bedroom and play." She whirled, her hair danced, and I fell in lust.

I was probably already in lust, but just go with it.

Like the rest of the house, her bedroom was clean and nicely decorated, but there was no TV, not even a computer or tablet that I could see. Anna already had her t-shirt off and I was right, no bra. Her breasts were perfect, as if sculpted, firm and round, with stiff, perky nipples. Anna smiled, blushed, then did something sexy where she smiled at me, pushed her boobs together, then winked. As I stepped out of my shoes and took off my t-shirt, I asked "No TV?" Anna looked at the wall with art and decorations, smirked, and asked "John? Why would I need a TV in the bedroom?" I stared at her fit, perfect body, she had her shorts off and nothing but really skimpy black panties left on. I smiled and said "No reason I can think of." Anna said "I can assure you, we will be too busy in here to need a TV babe."

Smiling, Anna seductively slipped off her panties with her eyes locked on mine, and she blushed then stared, waiting for me to take off my underwear. When I did, and my hard 8 inch cock sprang free, Anna gasped "Yes" and practically tackled me onto her bed. She was all over me with kissing, touching, rubbing and more kissing. Anna didn't want foreplay, she pulled at and guided me between her legs, into position, then breathed "Blow my mind."

I pressed the tip of my cock against her warm, wet lips, pushed into her, and she panted "Oh God, it's been too long." Absent-mindedly I asked "How long?" as I slowly pressed into her tight pussy, and she moaned "Almost a year." I was shocked and shoved almost all the way inside her as she gasped, moaned and screamed "Jesus Christ John, just fuck me" and I stayed still as she gasped and shook. I stared into Anna's eyes as she moved her hands to my sides and panted "I'm... I'm okay. I... it's just been a bit b... babe." We made love, Anna's softer side adding to the feelings of lust and desire. She was supremely fit, stunningly attractive, somehow single, and so far, true to her word, did not play games.

I was lost in thought and it helped me focus as Anna was in the midst of an orgasm before I realized it. She was shaking, moving her hips with me, and moaned "I'm so sorry John" then screamed loud enough to be heard on the Moon. I lost my composure and fucked Anna, hard and deep, fast and sure, and after she gathered her post orgasm senses she panted "Yeah? Fuck me like a man. Make sure I belong to you John." I saw red before exploding deep inside Anna's fit body. I thrust and pumped until I was sure she had every drop of my cum, she gripped me, then had another loud orgasm from out of nowhere.

When we were finished, Anna panted "I want to cuddle, but we should probably take a shower because my daughter is going to be pissed. She really likes you babe." I sighed but Anna said "I don't think you heard me John. My daughter likes you." I was thinking as Anna led me to the shower, for some reason she was super clingy, a side different from her strong side I had begun to get to know. As we washed up, Anna said "I'm worried babe. Worried about one of the biggest cliches ever, and the worst part is two of your stories that I read had that very cliche in it."

My heart raced, I exhaled, then Anna said "Tiffany really likes you babe. It's why we've been at each other. The problem is, mother and daughter is just a cliche for stories, right?"

... to be continued.

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