Her voice was almost a purr, and I felt a heat spreading through my belly. I just stared at the girl called Zee for a minute, trying to decipher if she meant what I thought she meant. I mean, I'm married, and regardless of how many times Elliot had cheated on me, it didn't mean I would do the same. Would I? I'd certainly never done that back home. But I was in the middle of nowhere now, with a stunning young woman who I could be sharing a bed with. Who would know what might happen? It wasn't like we'd see each other again to discuss whatever happened between us.

But really? Did she really think that I'd call her daddy? Fuck. There was no chance of that! I popped the last of the burger in my mouth, chewing thoughtfully as I tried to decide if I should take the risk and have a one night stand with this woman. I couldn't deny that she was stunning, and the Spanish accent was something I'd love to hear calling my name. She'd taken the jacket off and I could see the black bra she was sporting through the white tee shirt that she was wearing that had been made transparent by the rain. I hadn't let Elliot touch me since the first time I'd discovered his cheating back when Gracie was still in my belly, so it had been a long time since I'd felt the touch of another person, and I couldn't deny the butterflies flooding my body at the thought of the gorgeous Zee being the person that would do that. The longer I took to answer though, the more the smirk on her face fell though.

Fuck it.

"Daddy, huh?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. "Does that work with the pretty girls back home?"

She gave me a little shrug, and the smirk came back on with full force. "Usually, yeah. It's worked pretty well in the past."

I walked around the table, picking up a small French fry with my left hand as I did. I stepped right in front of her, as my eyes bored into hers. "And do I look like one of those girls to you?"

She shook her head quickly. "No! No, you don't."

Well, she got that right. I was the owner of a multimillion dollar consulting company and made sure we stayed profitable year after year. I'd raised two girls on my own and I kept hundreds of people employed even through COVID. I wasn't some young kid who could be swayed by some big talk. "That's right, I'm not." I reached up with my right hand, wrapping it around her throat, and squeezing gently. "Open up." I held the fry up in front of her mouth as her eyes widened in surprise. But her breathing was already quickened, and I knew she was mine. She opened her mouth, as her full lips framed the opening, and I slowly eased the fry in.

She moaned a little when I dropped the fry onto her tongue, and I looked back over at the table, scooping up some ketchup with my index finger as she ate the fry. I held that up next. "Need some ketchup with that?" Zee nodded quickly, not having to be told to open her mouth this time. I put my finger into her mouth and left it there. "Suck it off, baby." Her eyes were still trained on mine when her lips closed around my finger and she started to suck off the ketchup, her tongue swirled around the tip, letting me know that I'd need to find a better place for her to use that later.

"I'm not going to call you daddy tonight, Zee." I could see her slump at that, and I didn't want her to wallow in the rejection. "But if you're a good girl, I'll let you call me mommy instead."

"Mommy?" she asked softly, her lips still wrapped around my finger.

"That's right," I said huskily, leaning into her until she had to back up against the wall. I followed, pressing my full body against hers and getting a whimper from her. "Say it again, get used to it." I gave her throat another light squeeze, making her eyes flutter.

"Mommy," she moaned lightly, starting to suck on my finger again. She might have been a top back home, but not here, not with me. Tonight, I'd make sure that she knew who was going to be in charge. "Oh, mommy."

"That's it," I cooed while I pulled my finger out from her lips with a pop. "Now, go take a shower and warm up. Then get in bed and get ready while I take my shower. I'm going to make you cum so many times you might not be able to ride that motorcycle tomorrow."

She had a dazed look in her eyes for a moment, then stumbled towards the bathroom as she looked over her shoulder with a silly grin. I was still stunned that I was doing this, but it felt right. Elliot had cheated on me numerous times, even having a child with one of his partners a decade ago. But I'd been good, concentrating on my daughters and making sure that we had a stable home life, even with a father that stayed two hours away at one of his mother's other condos up in Orlando. Sure, he'd show up randomly for his mom's birthday or once last year for Hollie's high school graduation, but for the most part he was a man whore up in central Florida while we lived near Tampa.

So, for one night, I would indulge myself with a gorgeous girl who made my body tingle as I thought about how she'd taste and feel under my body. I'd always naturally been more aggressive in bed with my past partners. Maybe that was why Elliot strayed, so he could find girls who were more docile for his fragile male ego. But Zee, for all of her daddy talk, had crumbled in a way that I thoroughly enjoyed. I don't think she'd ever done that for anyone, and I hoped that she'd let me show her how good she could feel with someone who wanted to please her and make sure every need of hers was met.

While Zee showered, I took the new FSU tee shirt out of the bag, ripping off the tags so I could wear it after I was clean and warm, and then slipped off my wedding and engagement rings, placing them in the bag. I didn't want any thoughts of Elliot slipping into my brain while I fucked this lovely girl. I kicked off my Converse and placed them upside down on top of the heater, hoping it would help to dry them off, and then stripped off my socks and put them on the heater too. I'd hang the rest up in the bathroom, and hopefully they'd be dry enough to wear in the morning. I was really kicking myself for not buying a pair of the FSU underwear I'd seen at the bookstore, but I guess that would be something for the next trip.

Hearing the water in the shower was making me antsy now. I needed Zee to hurry up, because now that I had her to look forward to, I couldn't wait. But then, why should I? I stripped off the rest of my damp clothes and padded across the floor and into the bathroom. The curtain was drawn, but I could see the dark outline of Zee's body moving on the other side of it. I heard a light whimper, and grinned as I realized that she must be needing this as much as I was.

"Zee? Can I join you?" I asked. I would love to jump in there and just have my way with her, but I needed to hear her give me permission.

Indeed, I heard her gasp, and then another light whimper. "Yes, please!" I pulled the curtain back to find her leaning back against the wall of the shower, one hand between her legs and rubbing her clit, and the other tugging on her nipples. She was even more beautiful out of her clothes, with the tan all over her soft skin, firm breasts jutting out at me, a slight flare to her hips, and athletic legs that I couldn't wait to drape over my shoulders. I stepped into the shower with a smile, though it didn't have a lot of room, and carefully made my way over to her.

I looked her in the eyes as I pulled the hand from between her legs up to my mouth, sucking the juices from her fingers and let my eyes flutter at the taste of this young woman. It had been much too long since I'd enjoyed the flavor of a pussy, and Zee was the perfect salty treat for me to enjoy. "Fuck, Zee, you're so tasty!" I kept sucking until she was clean, then wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me. "Is this, okay?"

She nodded quickly. "It is. I'm so fucking horny right now. Nobody ever made me feel like this, and I'm kind of freaking out."

"Shhh, it's okay." I squeezed her tightly and leaned down to kiss along her neck. I felt her relax as she tilted her head to give me access to more of her slender neck. "It's been a while for me. I haven't been with anyone for a long time, but I really want to do so many things with you. We can go slowly though, to make sure we're both comfortable."

She shook her head, letting out a moan as my mouth latched onto her collarbone. "Don't go slow. I want this so badly, I'm just not used to anyone else taking control like this, but I really want you to do that. It makes me tingle all over, and I can't wait to see what happens next."

I understood what she meant because my body was filled with butterflies too. Me, because it had been so long since I'd been with anyone, and her because it was a new experience. It was something we both desperately wanted, we just had to dive in. "What happens next is that I'm going to kiss you, if that's okay."

She let out another moan. "That's very okay."

I pulled back and looked at her wide eyes and the flush spreading over her. I could feel her hips moving against me, almost imperceptibly grinding against my thigh. "Do you need me to finish you? Would that help calm you down?" She groaned, looking down in embarrassment, and I quickly lifted her chin up. "You don't need to be shy, baby. Just tell me what you need, and I'll make sure you get it."

"I need it, mommy," she whispered. "I want to kiss you so bad!"

I smiled, happy that she'd called me mommy without being asked, and I couldn't wait to feel her trembling against me as I made her cum. "That's good, baby. Let me take care of you." This might be my only night with Zee, I never expected us to see one another after we went our separate ways in the morning, but there was a little part of me that wanted to make sure that in the months and years after tonight, she'd look back on this night and get wet at the memories. I wanted to be the woman that she'd fantasize about the next time she was in bed. Hell, for many of the next times if I could pull it off.

Because I knew I'd be fantasizing about this for a long time too.

Zee's body was the kind of thing that you see in ads or online that you think just have to be airbrushed because they were so perfect. Yes, I'm sure I'd find an imperfection if I was looking hard enough. Believe me, I planned to have my face very close to large portions of her body tonight, but they wouldn't matter. They were a part of a glorious whole that made me wish I was a dozen years younger.

I let go of her throat and then trailed my hand down her ribs. Her skin was soft and supple, and I cupped her hip as I reached the swell, pulling her into me as I leaned in, softly capturing her mouth with mine. I could feel a needy whine coming from her throat, and I nibbled her lower lip, getting the access I wanted as I sent my tongue into her mouth to tease hers. My left hand moved up behind her, keeping her flush with me until I reached the back of her neck, and gripped it just hard enough to let her know I was in charge. It was like a mother cat gripping a kitten to carry it, and I was going to carry her to heights of pleasure that I hoped she'd remember forever.

Her hands slid up my back, and then to my head, tangling in my hair as the water sprayed over us. The tender kisses became needier, more frantic, and I leaned to the side to give my right hand access to her core. I lightly grazed my fingertips across her hips and felt her shiver under my touch. When I reached the apex of her thighs, I cupped her pussy, feeling the heat emanating from it. She moaned into my mouth, and I pulled away, then leaned in and took a long lick up her neck before I nibbled on her earlobe.

"I want to hear you, baby. Don't hide it."

"Fuck! I don't think I could be quiet if I wan...." I interrupted her by dragging my middle finger up through her silky folds and rubbed it over her clit in a circular motion, to make her gasp out loud. "Oh! Mommy!"

"That's it, that's it!" Her moans were music to my ears, and I moved down to her slit again, guiding two of my fingers into her well lubricated channel and making her legs weak. She started to slide down the side of the shower, and I followed her, my fingers pumping into her while her fingernails made trails of fire across my back. I felt a high that I hadn't experienced in 20 years as she looked at me, her eyes in a wordless scream of pleasure while her body spasmed and jerked, her inner walls squeezing my fingers as she reached her peak. I guided her through the climax, holding her close and cooing in her ear, kissing her softly as she leaned on me for support.

Several minutes later she lifted her head from my shoulder, looking at me with a wide smile. "Is it always like that?"

"It should be, but not everyone is that lucky. I missed that feeling, seeing the pleasure on someone's face and knowing that you brought that joy to them. I don't think I realized how much I missed it until just now, so thank you for sharing it with me." I smiled back at her, leaning in for a tender kiss. "Now dry off and get in bed, because I'm not done with you!" I gave her ass a little slap to move her along and she nodded happily.