Jordan
Copyright© 2014 by Ptarmigan
Chapter 7
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 7 - A casual meeting between a middle aged man and a young girl in distress soon blossom into a romance.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Spanking First Safe Sex Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Slow
The next morning I decided to wait until Jordan was awake before doing my morning hygiene routine. I fed Maxie then got the coffee going for the day.
"Brian, are you in the bathroom?" came out from Jordan's room.
"Nope, figured I'd wait until you had a chance to pee so I didn't have my shower interrupted."
"'Kay, I'll only be a minute," she called as she dashed into the bathroom. "Okay, all yours," she called as she ran back out to her room.
I went into the bathroom and got cleaned up. As I came out I called to Jordan. "Okay, I'm done. The bathroom's all yours. Waffles for breakfast so don't be too long."
"Yeah! Waffles! My favorite!" and suddenly there was a PJ clad streak heading for the bathroom.
While I'd been waiting for Jordan to wake up I'd got things organized. As I heard Jordan leave the bathroom to go and get dressed, I started the first pair of waffles. As she'd done the day before, she seemed to have an appetite that was hard to satisfy. At one point, I wondered if there would be any batter left for me. 'Oh well, there's always cold cereal' I thought.
As I'd done the day before, I worked on some pressing editing. I told Jordan that I needed to work uninterrupted so that I could concentrate on what I was doing. I told her I'd stop periodically and check to see if she needed anything. "Remember though," I said with a grin, "if the house catches on fire, make sure you tell me." She giggled and went to entertain herself.
I managed to be pretty productive and as promised, checked with Jordan periodically. She and Maxie were just fine and she made sure I knew she didn't need checking up on. I had to grin to myself at that. The night before as we were eating supper, over Trish's protestations, I told her I'd make a 'picnic lunch' and Jordan and I would come over to her house to eat with her. At about 11:30, I quit work and after making the lunch, Jordan and I went and ate lunch with her mom. Soon it was time for Mom to leave and after many hugs and kisses and a few tears, Mom was off.
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