Chapter 8

“Will you be concerned about what people will say and the strange looks they may give us when we are out and about as a couple, holding hands and kissing?” Will you be concerned about what people will say? And the strange looks they may give us due to our twenty-three-year age difference? And what about your mates?”

“If I’d been concerned, I wouldn’t have accepted, and I look forward to being out and about with you, and if my mates see us together, then they would be jealous, knowing I was with a sexy milf. You are a beautiful and sexy woman. Bring it on.”

“Thank you. I can see you will help to keep me young. But what are we going to do about Summer?”

“What do you mean?” I said quizzically.

“She’s making a play for you. Isn’t that obvious?”

“Not to me. Summer keeps pissing me off, and there’s no way she wants a date with me. Besides, I overheard her talking to Emily about who’s knocking you off, and they’re trying to find out if it’s a teacher or a student. Summer said she would find out who, so we need to be careful.”

“Do we need to be careful? You’ve said you wouldn’t be embarrassed about being with me, so why worry about Summer? Maybe shock her and tell her it’s you who is fixing me up.”

“She wouldn’t believe me.”

“Oh, she will, after you have told her several times, and I give her a knowing smile. She will believe you. And the expression on her face would be priceless. But I’m telling you, she wants you. Women know when another woman is circling, trying to pinch her guy. It’s an inbuilt intuition.”

“So, I’m your guy now?” I said teasingly.

“You’ve just accepted a date with me and agreed to become my toy boy. So yes, that makes you my guy.”

“Wow, Sonia, I thought I had come for a one-off fuck, but now you want me regularly. I’m going to love being with the woman of my dreams and all the things we can do together. You can play the naughty schoolgirl, and I can put you over my knee, flick your skirt up and spank you.”

“I look forward to that, sir.”

As much as I wanted to stay, time was getting on. “Sorry, Sonia, I have to go, but I look forward to seeing you every day at school, and I’m longing for the weekend.”

“Me too, lover.”

While driving home, I reflected on the past five hours since I arrived at Sonia’s, expecting a one-off fuck. But never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that she would ask me to be her toy boy, come back on the weekend to fulfil more of my fantasies, and take me out to dinner with the offer of staying overnight. And now I have to put up with my two best mates fucking her. It was going to hurt ... hurt a lot. I wasn’t happy about that, and I know I will be downright jealous. Sonia and I are together now. I don’t want to share.