Silver Fox: BWWM Romance Novel Page 12

  Tammy called one of her girl friends who couldn’t babysit and then another one who couldn’t babysit. She grumbled to herself about Randall being more reliable. She had to relinquish her better judgment and ask old faithful, Laura Jackson, to babysit Jabari.

  Laura almost seemed too gleeful and for an instant, Tammy grew suspicious of her. However, Tammy’s desire to see Victor overwhelmed her fear of her life turning into fodder for the gossip mill. She thanked Laura with a smile and drove over to Victor’s place, pleased that she’d dodged Laura’s intense questions about where she was going and why she was going there.

  Tammy let herself in. She knew where he’d been waiting for her.

  Tammy bounded upstairs to her former teacher’s bedroom.

  Was he her boyfriend now? Her lover? Neither? Both?

  He was so much older than her, and wiser, and more demanding in the bedroom. Tammy had never worked so hard in her life. She’d never cum so hard either. Victor knew how to handle a woman, but what about a woman’s feelings.

  When she’d been his student, she hadn’t known anything about his romantic life. If he’d been a playboy behind closed doors, she wouldn’t know. Tammy approached his lair, her heart racing with worries about him and how he felt for her.

  Once she saw Victor laying in bed, waiting for her, her worries dissipated.

  He reclined like a king, wearing a pair of very European silk briefs that hugged his muscular thighs and toned physique.

  “What took you so long?” He teased, “I’ve been waiting.”

  “Duty calls.”

  “Mm. Yes. Always the good girl, sí?”

  “I told you to be patient.”

  “I’ve been very patient,” he retorted.

  He rubbed his beard.

  “Mmm,” he murmured, “I want those clothes off.”

  “This is patience to you?”

  “Now…” he growled.

  Tammy eased her shirt off. Victor’s eyes glimmered with desire. He could feel himself stiffen as she undressed. She worked her magic so quickly on him. Her dark brown skin, her gorgeous eyes and those long braids all added to her allure.

  “Come,” he commanded, “Kiss me.”

  She approached him in bed, planting a kiss on his lips and lingering to catch the scent of his cologne.

  “Mmm,” she moaned, “Smells good.”

  “You taste good,” he replied, his eyes locking onto hers like a hunter’s eyes lock with their prey.

  “You taste good too,” Tammy whispered.

  “Not as good as you do,” Victor muttered.

  He pushed Tammy’s braids out of her face. There. Seeing her cheekbones, her round button nose and her pillowy lips was much better.

  “Victor…” Tammy began. She stopped herself before asking the question she wanted to ask. Perhaps this wasn’t such a good time.

  “Yes beautiful…” Victor probed her.

  “Why are you so attracted to me?”

  “You really don’t know?” Victor smirked.

  Tammy shook her head.

  Victor pulled her close and whispered directly into her ear, “It’s not logical Tammy. It is fate. You are beautiful like a goddess, an excellent mother, fierce and ferocious. You are a survivor… It’s your strength.”

  He took her hand and rested it on his cock.

  “I thought men didn’t like that… Randall used to say I was… uppity.”

  Victor chuckled.

  “Randall again?”

  “What do you mean by that?” Tammy scowled.

  “A man who would say such a thing is weak. In España, it is important for a woman to be fierce and filled with fire. You are all of that and more.”

  He grew thicker beneath her palm.

  “Tempted?” He asked.

  “Perhaps.”

  “Do it then.”

  She reached inside his briefs and released his cock. He was so long, thick and oozing with juices already. She shuddered, climbing onto the bed and positioning her frame between his legs. His thighs trembled as he breathed in slow anticipation of her hot mouth wrapping around his manhood.

  Tammy gingerly licked around Victor’s head. Victor groaned and rested his hand on Tammy’s head as she swirled her tongue around the engorged head. Victor grunted as Tammy began to pump the base of his cock with her hands. Then she removed her hands and shoved as much of Victor down her throat as she could fit. Victor teetered on the verge of an eruption as the tip of his cock brushed the back of Tammy’s throat.

  Tammy removed his dick from her mouth and stroked his cock with a well lubricated hand. She touched him right where he wanted to be touched. He closed his eyes and groaned as she replaced her tongue and hit his sweet spot that pushed him close to the edge. Tammy took him deeper and deeper until he couldn’t hold back. He shuddered and then erupted in Tammy’s mouth.

  Tammy swallowed the first jet of cum. Then Victor removed his cock and let his final spurt of cum land on Tammy’s face. She giggled as the hot liquid landed on her face.

  “Now it’s your turn,” Victor murmured.

  He got her a towel and cleaned off her face, pressing his lips to hers.

  “You’re beautiful,” Victor muttered.

  Undressed, Tammy lay on her back and Victor spread her thighs apart. He positioned his face between her legs and kissed her mound, trailing his lips dangerously close to her wetness.

  He ran his hands over all her curves, appreciating how her body was it’s own miniature earth with mountains and valleys. Between her legs lay the source of life itself. Victor spread Tammy’s legs apart and exposed her gorgeous pussy. Tammy cried out the moment his tongue touched her sensitive, shaven labia.

  “Your pussy… is like heaven,” Victor whispered before he plunged his tongue between her folds.

  Victor’s words of praise made Tammy wet. She gripped the sheets tightly as Victor began to slurp around her clit. He slid his tongue around and around the hardened nub, teasing Tammy into a frenzy. Victor held Tammy’s hips down as he dove his tongue past her entrance and then resumed his frenzied licking. He flicked his tongue over her clitoral hood to expose the dusky pink treasure. Once his tongue made direct contact with Tammy’s clit, Tammy cried out and came.

  “Oh yes! Victor! Yes papí! Yes!” Tammy screamed.

  Her cries egged Victor on. He started to his finger around Tammy’s entrance and dipped two of his fingers inside of her soaking wet entrance. Tammy cried out again and began grasping madly for the sheets. Tammy moaned and groaned as Victor used his fingers and tongue to pleasure her right. She came again. And again. Each time she came harder and louder.

  By the time she had been reduced to sighs and whimpers, his cock was ready for action again. With Tammy, his desire never waned. She brought him vitality that he had never experienced in his younger days.

  He needed her, he needed her flesh the way a starving man needs sustenance. Her stomach heaved as she gasped for breath. Her breasts swayed beneath him, stirring his desires to a new height.

  “I need to enter you.”

  Tammy spread her legs wider, inviting him between them. His skillful touch, ripened by his age, never ceased to deliver unending euphoria.

  Victor kissed her. He didn’t want this to be rushed.

  Slowly now. He kissed her neck and flicked his tongue over her hardened nipples. Tammy recoiled, the ticklish touch of his tongue too much for her to handle after the way she’d just climaxed. Victor chuckled, then held her still.

  He teased his way down her stomach, planting kisses along her firm flesh that sagged in the places that hadn't healed from carrying her son.

  "Soft," Victor whispered, "The way I like it."

  Tammy giggled as his beard tickled her flesh. The scent of his cologne filled the air and she longed for him to stick his unsheathed monster into her honey pot. She longed to play with fire. He moved his lips back up to her nipples and Tammy ran her hands through his hair, dark brown and silverish strands glintin
g in the light.

  Following her guidance, Victor lifted his head.

  "Yes?"

  "I --"

  "What is it bonita?"

  "I want you now..."

  "Sí?"

  "Yes, papí," Tammy whimpered.

  Victor slid between Tammy's legs, pressing his hardness against her entrance. He began to push his tumescent member inside of her. Tammy groaned and grabbed onto Victor’s back as he moved inside her. She gasped, tilting her head back and sharply inhaling. Her thighs squeezed him tighter as she milked him for his pleasure. He spread her apart so perfectly, delivering pleasure to the deepest parts of her tightness.

  Tammy moaned, appreciating the sensation of his heavy, warm body pressed against hers. Tammy gasped as Victor slid the rest of his length deep inside of her.

  Victor began to plunge into her deep and slow. Tammy was so sensitive that even his slow strokes brought her close to the edge again. Victor kissed her neck, grasping the nape of her neck with his large palm. Tammy moaned as his tongue trailed against the flesh of her neck, exciting all her senses. She cried out louder and louder.

  He made love to her, slowly thrusting between her thighs. Tammy needed him harder.

  "Harder..." she whimpered.

  Victor smirked. He'd been taunting her on purpose, teasing her and playing with her like a toy.

  He began to pound into Tammy’s tightness. Her wet heat clenched around his cock practically milking him for cum. Victor's balls scrunched closer to his body as they prepared to ejaculate and fill this beautiful woman with his seed. His years as a bachelor had culminated in a dedicated hunger. He craved her softness beneath him and as he drew closer to his own climax, he stared into her eyes.

  They were round, soft and dark brown with a playful glint to them. Her lips twisted into pleasure and Victor hurried his thrusting between her legs.

  "Yes!" Tammy cried.

  Tammy grunted and whimpered in pleasure as Victor moved faster between her legs. Heat rose in her core again. Victor felt the same pleasure of orgasm building between his thighs and concentrating in the meat of his staff. They gripped each other tightly as their flesh pressed together, burning between the sheets.

  They reached released together. They cried out together. Tammy let out a high pitched scream as her pussy clenched tightly around Victor’s cock.

  Victor emitted a grunt as a huge load of sperm erupted from his cock. The creamy liquid coated Tammy’s insides. Euphoria washed over both of them as their hot breath tickled each other's flesh. Once the orgasmic rush passed over them, they lay in each other’s arms, silent.

  This time they'd made love, something different had happened. The moment had rushed past as easily as it had come on, but Tammy left that night worried that this was far from casual.

  ***

  During her next PTA meeting, Tammy found herself distracted by her night with Victor. Rather than chatting with the other moms, she sat in her chair, staring off into the distance as she sipped Megan's homemade hot cocoa. In her head, visions of Victor's lips pressing against her flesh flashed before her. She crossed her legs, adjusting her buttocks in her seat as she remembered the hard climax that drove through her.

  Was there a chance of that happening again?

  While Tammy disappeared into her memories, Stephanie stood in the front of the room, staring at her. She could sense Tammy's distraction and Stephanie grew hot with rage. Tammy had taken it too far trying to play hero to all the rest of these housewife bitches in the room. All the Bikram yoga in the world couldn't help Stephanie calm that rage inside her.

  She had always been the Queen B. The one in charge. She'd grown up beautiful and far too smart for her own good. That had worked out well for her. No one dared stand up to Stephanie and she gained power -- power that she'd never had as the youngest of seven siblings. Like any animal when threatened, Stephanie's hackles raised.

  Everyone had a place in society and they needed to get very comfortable with their station. Stephanie made her position clear and she'd fought for it. She'd taken down Cheryl Sampson by letting it slip to Sue Hitzman that Cheryl's husband liked to dress up in women's lingerie. She'd bested Talia Hubbert by revealing to Bella Boyd that Talia had backstabbed her way to the top at Penguin Inc. Stephanie had even destroyed her mother-in-law when she'd decided to cross her path. Where was that old bag now? Rotting in a nursing home in Lansing right where she belonged.

  Stephanie smiled, calling to mind that victory before she drew attention to herself once more. She needed that smile. Smiles won friends and confused enemies all at once.

  Stephanie cleared her throat, a high pitched little noise that sounded more like a songbird than a grown woman.

  "Attention ladies!"

  All those eyes watching her gave Stephanie the rush she sought.

  "Thank you all for coming here today. And thank you, to each and every one of you for your support this weekend..."

  A battle stirred in the room just out of sight. Stephanie kept her eyes locked onto Tammy whenever she could. Tammy Powers... the very definition of a woman who didn't know her place. Whenever Tammy caught her looking, Stephanie's lips turned up into a shrewd little smile. Don't you worry Tammy, your time is coming, she thought.

  Stephanie kept a close eye on Tammy as she concluded the meeting. She could already tell that Tammy’s stunt had emboldened some of her “loyal subjects”. Jackie seemed just a little less submissive. She sat up in her chair and she dared to wear the gold earrings Stephanie said looked cheap. Marilyn wore one of the tops that showed her tits, just like she had at the party when she'd found dear Mr. Wagner groping her in the closet of their Christmas party.

  This wasn't the time for a change. Not now. Stephanie's biggest victory as head of the PTA was on the horizon and she planned to channel her power into making moves onto the school board and then onto the city council. Success, and more importantly, obedience, was mandatory.

  After the meeting, Stephanie stopped Tammy before she could duck out.

  “Tammy darling, do you mind coming into the kitchen with me for a chat?” Stephanie asked, hiding her seething rage behind widened cornflower blue eyes.

  Tammy's heart stopped. She'd felt this way before -- in highschool, with her parents, with Randall. Now, she couldn't back down from a fight. She followed Stephanie, ready to take whatever that crazy blonde was ready to dish.

  “Listen here, bitch," Stephanie hissed.

  Spit flew from her mouth and landed on Tammy's sweater. Her nose wrinkled in disgust.

  Stephanie continued unabated, hissing violently, "I didn’t appreciate that stunt you pulled the other day. I know you think you’re miss un-fucking-touchable right now but I need you to know your place."

  She took a step forward and Tammy recoiled one step back. She hadn't expected the vitriol in Stephanie's eyes.

  Stephanie continued, "I knw things about you Tammy... I know you're screwing a Willowcrest teacher and who knows who else you screwed to keep your little delinquent child here. I will be more than willing to let every fucking house bound bitch in this town know what you're up to. Do you understand?”