The Game Of Lust

The family Day

The dream is graphic, almost real. She leads me out of the rain and under the gazebo where she hastily takes off my clothes. I watched her go down with my pants as she placed her hand on my bulging c**k. She slowly pulled down my drawers. My c**k was hard and erect. She placed her lips on the tip as if kissing it. She began to suck on it. Both eyes staring up at me, watching for a reaction. I groaned as her tongue sent signals through my body.

She was remarkable and skillful with many things.

I gently placed her on the hardwood floors, leaning over her, I rubbed my c**k around her folds, and between them, she bit down on her lower lip. She put two of my fingers into her mouth and sucked on it, she slide them into her p*ssy, it was warm inside her walls. I twisted deeper, collecting all her wetness between my fingers. I took out my fingers and proceeded with my c**k, pressing it into her wet p*ssy, she moaned loudly and held onto my arms. She was tight but took me in quicker than expected. I began to push in and pull out till it became easy. She felt good. Perhaps it was the lack of s****l attention from my wife that created these dreams with a woman I'd only just met. I poured out all the passion I'd been holding in, our wet skin collided and the sounds of her trembling moans excited me all the more. I wanted to be gentle but I couldn't hold back any longer as she whispered my name. I lost all composure and slammed into her wet p*ssy with no restraint. She whined and shivered as she climaxed. I kissed her neck all the way down to her n*****s, rubbing all the length of my tongue around it, I nibbled gently on the tip and began to suck. Her grip intensified with stroke, she tossed her head about restlessly.

,unfortunately I could not complete the dream as I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing, I c**k was hard and erect, pulsing as it still riled up from the heated dream, I picked up my phone hoping it was not Jonathan who happened to be the most consistent person I knew as he refused to give up on me. Shockingly it was my father calling, I quickly accept the call and took the phone to my ear.

“Dad!?”

“Hey! Hey hey! How's it going Freddy?” He exclaimed, he was awfully excited but I couldn't say I was surprised. He had always been a jolly good fellow, we were so close I could call him dad and not feel awkward about it.

“I'm alright why do you sound so excited by this time of the day,” I asked as I noticed it was a little after six-am in the morning. It was cold and I really wanted to return back to my dream if it were possible.

“Wanna go golfing today?”

It had been a while since we played golf together, I truly missed the old traditions we had. I missed him and that something I would never say to his face. “Yea of course! ” I spouted happily.

“Well you know the usual time Freddy .. Oh and I invited Regina as well,” he said before hanging up.

Finally something exciting, It had been weeks since I saw the boys after our not so great encounter in the strip club that left me with a black eye and Huey with a busted lip, even though Huey was a professional fighter and a coach he was also too drunk to stand straight but without him there that night, I would probably have been taking out of the club in a stretcher. Jimmy was an attorney and Hunter was the chef owner of a restaurant called ‘The Grill Hut’

Everyone had actual jobs. I brushed my teeth and hurried into the shower, knowing my father liked to play golf early in the day between nine in the morning.

I had just coffee. With Regina tagging along I knew without a doubt that we would make several stops for her to fill her stomach with food, most likely cake. I avoided Louie with all might, I did not wish to face her after such a dream, fortunately for me she was no were in sight.

I had on black pants and a grey collared shirt, a casual hat and sun glasses.

At the golf course, I sighted my father far away, he was standing with Regina. He was wearing an old school golfing outfit, a Brown sweater vest on a white shirt, dark brown pants and a pair of black socks, not to forget the navy green hat on his head. Seeing him brought old memories back. I trotted to them with my equipments hanging on my shoulder.

“Dad!” I called, before reaching them.

“You made it,” he smiled patting my shoulder.

“What took you so long?! ” Regina asked shaking her head stubbornly.

I looked down at her, she was wearing a short skirt, a white top and a golf hat, all white.

“You really wanna know? ” I answered grinning deviously.

“No! .. Eww .. I already know what you're gonna say! ”

“What's the inspiration behind this all white outfit?”

“I don't know just thought it would be cute.”

“knowing you well enough … by the end of today you're gonna have a summary of everything you eat written over all that white you've got on,” I laughed as she pushed me away from her side. We drove down the golf course in a white golf cart.

Father greeted all his colleagues and friends as he drove by.

“How's your Wife Freddy?” he asked turning to me. I could hear Regina chuckle in the back seat.

“She's alright.” I answered, hoping the conversation would end there.

“she and her father are out of the country on business.”

“yea.” I wasn't sure myself. Margret did not tell me a thing until the day she traveled, She said, “I'll be back in a couple of weeks.” nothing before and nothing after.

“ Soon you guys are gonna have kids and I'm gonna be an aunt!” Regina smiled, “shut up will you!” I snapped

“what?! .. I'm just saying” she pouted her lips like an infuriating child

father laughted heartily,

“I really can't stand you both when you're together, ”

We exchanged glances and composed ourselves.

On the teeing ground, Regina placed the ball on the tee and took her odd stance.

“Regina you do know, that's not how it's done, right?”

“Be quiet! I've done this before!” she snapped, She lifted the club and swung it across, missing both the ball and the tee, only kicking a heavy amount of soil in the air.

“What the hell was that!? ” I laughed boisterously at her pathetic attempt to strike the ball.

“You distracted me, I'm gonna do it again!” she pushed me away as I tried to snatch the golf club from her stubborn grip.

“I thought you said you've done this before?”

“Well I lied Freddy! .. are you happy?”

“I'll be happy when you hand it over!”

She made several other attempts but failed terribly and refused to be lectured. Father was standing with a group of his golfing buddies, he looked over and noticed Regina and I bickering loudly. He quickly returned back to the conversation and ignored us as though he did not know who we were.

“Why did you lie? ”

“ I just wanted to tag along for once! ”

She roared, I grabbed hold of her hand as she made another attempt to strick.

“Let go of it,” she said struggling to pulling the club out of my grip.

“Not until you let me teach you”

“So you can brag about it afterwards”

“of course but at least you wont embarrass yourself.”

“Oh really, so you're saying I'm an embarrassment now?”

“No ones saying that!” we began to struggle for the club.

“This is mine, use yours instead.”

“Then you won't get what I'm trying to teach you,” we both began to laugh at ourselves. She quickly pulled the club from my grip while I was distracted and finally she struck the ball.

“Yes! Yes! In your face Alfred!” she jumped around, “Daddy I did it!”

“That's wonderful baby! ” he replied still chatting with his circle of friends.

“My God, you're being so annoying today!” I sighed, pulling my hair on frustration.

“This was supposed to be a father and son thing. ”

“Now it's more like a father, Daughter and i***t son thing,” she said sweeping her black hair into my face.

I quickly excused myself from Regina's company and walked to our father who signaled for my attention.

I reached him and placed my arm over his shoulders as we walked farther away from Regina.

“What is it? ” I asked.

“I didn't want to say this in front of your sister cause she's in a really cheerful mood and I don't want to ruin that.”

“What happened? … You're scaring me.”

“It's Anna, she's sick”

The smile on my face turned into worry and fear.

“what?”

“She had a partial stroke and now she's in the hospital”

“Anna? ” I asked, till trying to process what I'd just been told.

“ You're mother and I have been trying to take care of it. We all have our fingers crossed ”

I rubbed my hands on my face, my chest felt heavy, and ears began to ring.

“Anna?” I repeated

“Don't worry, it's Anna .. She's a fighter” he said patting me on the shoulder, “she's gonna be alright Freddy.”

I turned around to see Regina and an unfamiliar man, he was teacher her how to strike the ball in a very flirty way. Standing behind her, he scanned her from her head down to her feet, with a suspicious look on his face. Regina wasn't a kid, we were basically the same age but I couldn't help the dutiful need to chase every man away from her. Knowing how gullible she was.

I rushed there and stood between them, “I'm sorry who are you?” he asked. Regina's smile turned into a frown as I was obviously ruining her moment.

“This is my brother Alfred,” she answered.

“Yes and who are you? ” I scorned

“I'm Francis Edgar, I couldn't help but notice your sister playing rather poorly … I was simply showing her how its done” he stretched his hand for a handshake and met cold a cold response as I shoved both my hands into my pockets.

He clearly his throat and said, “It was lovely meeting you Regina,” he turned and trotted away quickly.

“What was that for?” she asked in a Surprisenly calm tone.

“You obviously weren't interested in him.” I answered, crossing my hands over my chest.

“He was so nice”

“They always seem nice but did you notice the wedding ring he had on?”

“He had a wedding ring on? ” she turned, startled by my discovery.

“I have a really good eye for things like this,” I said proudly

“You know so much about this cause you're not so pure yourself,” She said, opening a can of bottled water as she walked away.