My dad has this very rich friend, James. James is the kind of man most men want to be. They have been friends for 40 years but my dad hates the way James gets everything he wants. Ever since I became a woman, James has always been a little too nice to me, the way men are when they want something. My dad has clearly noticed and has done everything to ensure we're never left alone. I've never cared much for James, but the constant 'cockblocking' has made me get wet every time I get a moment alone with him.
One day, James came over to the house, he was chatty and didn't seem surprised or bothered that my dad wasn't going to be home for another 30 mins, I realised that he had come here early to see me. I guess he couldn't resist the fact I was almost 25 years younger than him. I really loved the attention and when I let him in he followed me to my dad's office. When we got inside he pushed me all the way to my dad's desk. He was behind me, kissing my neck and being somewhat gentle until he wasn't. He pushed me forward against the desk, hard and pulled down my shorts. I moaned out a "please" and he pushed himself inside of me, I made sure to push back into every one of his thrusts and look at him so he could see my pretty little eyes. For a man of so much experience, he wasn't able to last long, maybe it was the taboo-ness or maybe it was how tight I was, but he filled me up and told me not to say a thing. Even once he had cum, he stayed hard and kept fucking me, he wanted to make sure I finished too.
He then went into the kitchen and waited for my dad to return home. When my dad arrived I greeted him at the door, with James' cum still inside of me and then ran off to my room.