Chapter 1

I fell in lust with Rita the second I laid eyes on her. She was the most exotic woman I’d ever seen. She was all, roughly five foot ten on flat feet, six foot two on heels. She had long, straight, shiny black hair that glistened like onyx as it fell over her shoulders and down her back. She was very shapely, with firm, D-cup tits that, I can attest were natural.

Her legs were another wonder of the world. Long and shapely, her inseam, and yes I explored that with my own hands, was thirty-six inches. Her olive skin was smooth, blemish-free, and smelled of cinnamon with a hint of orange. I couldn’t get enough of her. My pure lust, turned into Love only a few months after we’d been dating.

After another few months, we consolidated our living arrangements and planned on getting married. I brought her into my large five-bedroom home and had her sell her two-bedroom apartment. I set one room aside for her son, who she said would probably be coming home for a while after he graduated college. He was twenty-three and was Majoring in communications with a Minor in Psychology.

But this isn’t really about Rita. As hot as she is, and as much sex as we have on a daily basis. There is something that is missing. She fakes it well, but I don’t think she has ever had an orgasm with me. Hell, I’m not sure she is capable of it. No this is about her son, Jake, and how he changed my life for the better.

Three months after I moved Rita and Jake’s things into my place, Jake was scheduled to come home. We met him at the airport and Rita introduced me. Jake was as good-looking a young man as Rita was a woman. He was tall, six foot three, I’d guess, slim, but I could see a lot of muscle definition in his arms.

Ice blue eyes that were a stark contrast to his straight black hair that framed his face and was neatly trimmed along the sides and back. He took my hand and his skin was as soft as his Mother’s, it had the same olive sheen to it, and his grip was gentle. As he grasped my hand he placed his other over the back of mine and shook gently.

“Pleasure to finally meet you, Dave,” he said, tentatively. “Or should I be calling you Dad?” he gave a crooked smile at that and waited.

“You don’t have to call me Dad,” I said with a smile. “Unless you feel you need to?” I questioned. We stood silently, gauging each other for a few moments, before Rita’s melodic voice cut in and broke the silence.

“There!” she exclaimed. “Getting along well already.” at that the three of us laughed. We broke the handshake and I patted Jake on the back. “Let’s get going,” I said, then addressed Jake, “Your Mom tells me you quite like Japanese food,” Jake nodded. “Well, I have reservations for tonight at a wonderful Japanese place downtown.”

“So Dave,” Jake began. “You must be a real charmer to have broken my frigid Mother’s walls down,” At that Rita punched him in the shoulder, rather hard, and he laughed.

“She’s a beautiful woman, Jake,” I began. “Inside and out. We have much in common. We’re both lucky to have her.” Rita blushed and whispered something to Jake, who scowled at her. The rest of the drive was mostly silent until we pulled into my driveway.

Dinner that night was cordial and I got to know Jake a little better. The playful banter between Jake and Rita continued most of the night as well. When we got home, Jake went to his room and unpacked just enough for the evening, took a shower said he was jet-lagged, and went to bed. That night, Rita seemed a bit friskier than normal and was all over me when the bedroom door closed.

We fell asleep in each other’s arms after a fast and furious fuck session. In the morning, she was up and in the kitchen early. Coffee was brewing and she was frantically looking for something to eat.

“Sit,” I told her, as I grabbed the wok and some ingredients from the fridge. I cooked up a mishmash of leftover sausage, bacon, potatoes, and eggs. I threw in some chopped peppers and some tomatoes and offered it up hot on a plate for her. Rita grinned, blew me a kiss, and chowed down. She finished, gulped down her coffee made a fresh cup, and was out the door. Said she’d be home late.

As I was cleaning up, Jake walked in wearing only his robe. “Morning, Dave,” he greeted me while yawning. “Mom’s gone already?” he asked.

“Yeah, said she had a long day ahead and would be home late,” I answered. That drew a laugh from Jake.

“That’s code for her having a staff meeting at the bar after work,” he explained. I think he thought he’d shock me with that bit of info.

“I know,” I told him. He looked at me with a confused look on his face. “I own the bar,” I laughed. “It’s where we met.” Jake just shook his head and asked what was for breakfast. I offered him the same concoction as I made for Rita, and he agreed, minus the peppers. Said they give him gas.

“So, it sounded like you had a fun night,” Jake said as he meticulously attacked his breakfast, turning the plate, and scooping food from one side to the next to form perfect bites with all ingredients. “Sounds like she gave you her premium Orgasm,” he laughed. “She must really be into you.”

“I’m enjoying it,” I retorted. “I don’t see any reason to go any further. If we’re both into it.”

Jake stood suddenly and dropped his robe, walked over to me, and wrapped his body around me. “But are you really satisfied with her?” he asked. His face is only inches from me. “You can’t hide it from me, you know.”

“What exactly are you talking about?” I asked. “And what’s with you clinging to me all of a sudden?”

Jake leaned a little closer, and our noses almost touched. I could feel his warm breath against my face as he spoke. “I felt your pulse quicken when I touched your hand at the airport,” he said, quietly. “How long Dave?” he asked. “How long since you’ve been with a man?”

Caught! I responded. “It’s been about ten years. When my best friend moved out of the country for work.” Jake cocked an eyebrow, then asked.

“You’re gay, then?” his voice cracking, not quite sure of his question to me.

“No,” I said, “Bi. He and I dated the same girl back in High School.” I admitted.

“Ooh! Sounds steamy,” Jake laughed and unwound himself from me. “What happened?”

“After graduation, we took a trip up to the mountains. When she caught him and me having sex without her while she slept, she thought she’d been excluded, got angry, and left.” I explained that she never spoke to us again and that the first job my friend got in the real world, sent him overseas. That was when I noticed Jake undoing my pants. When they hit the floor, Jake fell back on his ass and gaped.