Young People (Wishes - Slutty - Commission)

There were definite hints of similarity but over the next couple of  days, he realised quite how different she was from the woman he had  known. His first hint was the following morning. His alarm went off.  Technically he could set his own work hours but he liked to get up  midweek to maintain some structure and to stop him working too much in  the evenings or weekends. Sarah had always been an early riser and she would usually have been up  before him but he felt her stir and grumble at the sound of the alarm.  He didn’t think much of it until he brought her up a coffee and he had  to wake her up again. A quick trip to the bathroom to take care of some  morning business and he came out to find her still asleep.

“Don’t you have classes?” he asked her.

“What time is it?” she said urgently as she sat up.

“It’s seven thirty.”

She flopped back down. “Ugh. Nobody warned me about the dangers of  marrying an old guy. You are way too chipper in the morning. I could  have had another hour.”

“Not if you wanted me to make you breakfast you couldn’t.”

She peeled back the covers and growled at him. “That’s not fair. You  know I’m always hungry.” She threw off the covers and sat up. Her hair  was a straggly mess but she still looked hot, especially as her nipples  showed clearly through the strappy top she was wearing. She spotted him  staring and she shook them at him. His eyes snapped to her face and she  gave him a cheeky grin. “We have time if you want before I go.”

He passed her the coffee that was rapidly cooling on the bedside. “We really don’t,” he told her.

“It’s a good job I find responsible adults sexy,” she said with a smile as she drank her coffee.

The next incident was that evening as they were relaxing on the sofa together. Tom was watching the television but Sarah was sitting there on her phone filming herself and miming along to  something. She looked fairly suggestive. “What are you doing?” he asked  her once she obviously wasn’t recording anymore.

“I’m making TikToks. I get loads of views, look.” She scooted over to  him and started enthusiastically showing him her videos. Clip after  clip of her dancing, miming and flirting with the camera. Tom was simultaneously baffled and completely understanding. Baffled at  what passed for entertainment yet he could not deny the appeal of  watching a hot woman strut for the camera. The number of views was  mind-boggling. He could also appreciate the validation that a young  woman might receive from so many views and likes not to mention the  often lascivious and creepy comments. He tried not to judge. He didn’t  feel like he could take the moral ground considering the wishes he was  making.

There were other things. How much she talked to her friends and the  fact that she would go out with them all the time. The first time she  had gone out drinking he had been nervous that she was going to end up  with some guy. She looked incredible. A small, shiny, body-con dress  that clung to every curve and she had gone braless. All made up, in high  heels, and hair styled, she was gorgeous. There was no way that guys  would see her and not come on to her. He had offered to pick her up but  she had laughed and told him that it would look like her dad picking  them up. “My friends know about you but a lot of people don’t. I’m not  saying it would be embarrassing but, it would be. It would be hugely  embarrassing. Maybe when more people know I’m married,” she added when  she saw him looking glum.

He had been tense that evening but even that had not been enough to  keep him awake until the time she got home. He stirred at two in the  morning when he heard the door and a lot of chatting and giggling.  Clearly Sarah was home and  had brought friends back. He didn’t go down. He didn’t want to turn up  in his pyjamas dishevelled from sleep so he tried to go back to sleep.  He drifted in and out as the noise from downstairs kept disturbing him.  Eventually, after an hour or so, he heard the bedroom door open and Sarah creeping in, undressing and climbing into bed. “You are a noisy bunch,” he grumbled.

Sarah giggled and  pressed herself against him. Had he not been so desperately tired it may  have stirred him. She smelled of alcohol and perfume. “Sorry, baby,”  she said.

He reached out his arm and wrapped it around her. Sarah had never been one for cuddling while sleeping. Another strange  difference. She rested her head on him and wrapped him with her arm and  leg. He kissed her head and allowed sleep to take him.

Being the weekend he allowed himself to sleep in but it was still eight when he stirred. Sarah had moved off him in her sleep and he got up. Going downstairs he found  two girls under blankets on the sofa and he imagined that the guest  room was occupied as well. He looked at the sleeping women and couldn’t  help but admire them. Both beautiful young women with different but  equally attractive figures. A blonde girl had quite a large chest and  her breasts were right on the cusp of escaping her top, the faint hint  of the edge of her areola was visible. Tom felt himself getting hard and went over to pull the blanket up a bit to  cover her. He wasn't sure whether that was creepy or gentlemanly but at  least it removed the distraction.

He went to the kitchen which had been left a mess and tidied up while  making himself some breakfast. He retreated to the office and watched  films on his computer. As lunchtime was approaching he heard the sound  of voices. Some of the girls must be awake. He went to tell Sarah.  She did not want to wake up. “Come on,” he told her. “You filled our  house with young women I don’t know. I need you to protect me from  them.”

She gave a croaky laugh. “Hot teen girls a bit intimidating for you, daddy?”

He knew she was teasing him. “Maybe I’m worried that they will all be  into me and I will have to make them sad by turning them down.”

“Those girls aren’t perverts like me. Well, maybe a couple of them are.” She sighed. “Fine, I’m coming.”

She got up and threw on a big fluffy robe before staggering  downstairs. There were lots of sleepy greetings and two new girls were  now laying on top of the other girls that had slept on the sofa. They  were all wearing the clothes that they had worn last night and Tom was getting a great view up the very short skirt of a petite, redhead. Sarah introduced them all but there were too many names for Tom to remember in one go. Tom then became something of an attraction as the girls gathered around to  meet the husband of their friend who was old enough to be all of their  fathers. It was clear that one of the girls found it weird but one  seemed indifferent and the other two seemed into it including the  big-chested blonde he had covered over. Daddy issues were clearly a  common feature in hot young women.

Tom made instant  friends with all of them by offering to cook them all a fried breakfast.  He even managed to cater to the vegan of the group. As he cooked he  kept glancing over at the table where the girls were sitting. He  couldn’t look too hard. His kitchen was filled with women, each one as  attractive as his wife. He didn’t want to get an erection and prove  himself the creep he knew he was.

He offered to drive them back to the halls of residence they all  stayed at but they insisted they get an uber and a little while later  they were gone. He hadn’t hated the intrusion as disturbing to his  peaceful life as it had been. It wasn’t even just the fact that they had  all been attractive and very nice to look at. It was more the nostalgia  for those days of house parties and going out that he had experienced  in his time. That feeling of waking up hungover but you are all together  and all in the same boat.

Sarah needed a shower  so he lay on the bed and talked to her through the open door as she told  him about her night. Plenty of guys had come on to her. She even  confessed that one of them had been cute. “But like I told you. I’m a  pervert who likes her men old and wrinkly,” she laughed from the shower.

“I’m not wrinkly yet,” he defended himself.

“Keep telling yourself that. I hear positive thinking keeps you  young.” She stopped the shower and he caught a glimpse of her before the  towel obscured her.

“That’s funny. I had heard that you are only as old as the woman you feel,” he joked.

“Well, you had better get your hands on me quick,” she said walking out naked with her hair still wet.

He looked at her naked body. Youthful, firm and as sexy as any guy  could hope for. She caught his lustful gaze and smiled as she crawled  onto the bed. “You are lucky I was so drunk last night I just wanted to  go to sleep,” she told him. “I was seriously fucking horny but too  tired.” She crawled over his legs and started pulling off his T-shirt.  “Now I’ve had some sleep, there is no saving you.”

He wrapped his hands around her slim body and rolled her onto her  back. “After subjecting me to your friends, I think it is you who needs  saving from me.”

Sarah threw her arms  over her head submissively. “Did all those sexy girls get you all worked  up?” she playfully pouted. “Maybe you should punish me for being bad.”

“I’ll punish you for making so much noise so early in the morning.  Next time I’ll come down and tell you all off like the bad little girls  you are.”

Sarah writhed. “That would be bad. It would be so embarrassing to cum in front of my friends.” Tom had taken off his trousers. Sarah reached out and grabbed his cock. “No foreplay. I’m already worked up. Just fuck me, daddy.”

He found that she was already wet and ready for him so he pressed his  dick against her pussy and it slid in effortlessly. She put her hands  over her head again like an invitation. He took it and grabbed her  delicate wrists with one hand as he indulged in touching her body with  the other.

She came twice as he skillfully fucked her. She wanted him to cum on  her face. “Degrade me, daddy,” she panted as he stroked his cock over  the edge and plastered her with cum. He was shocked when she grabbed her  phone and took a picture. “That is so hot. I look like a porn star.  Fancy a kiss?” she joked.

Tom respectfully  declined and she energetically skipped back into the shower to rinse  off. A moment later he sat there watching her drying her hair while  flicking through her phone still completely nude. It was odd having her  change so much but he didn’t hate it.