Richard’s Dad

Dean watched intently as Brooke opening the door revealing that it’s Richard’s Dad, Mike! “Hey! Mike!” Brooke said with outstretched arms waiting for a hug. Mike embraced Brooke in a hug but he seemed to be hesitant and was looking around the house. They broke of the hug and Brooke said, “Thanks for coming!”

Dean was surprised that the first person Brooke wanted to fuck was Richard’s Dad. Dean didn’t think Brooke was into older men, she never expressed any interest before.

Richard’s Dad, Mike was pretty tall, much taller than Richard, a little taller than Dean. Mike’s arms were large and strong, he was an athlete back in his prime, he was in his 50s more than twice Brooke’s age. Mike clearly has had too many beers in his adult life, his once six pack was now a beer belly and a pair of man boobs to go with it.

Mike continued to look around the house, “So where’s Richard’s stuff?” Dean was confused, does Mike not know what he is here for? Brooke answered Mike, “it’s upstairs.” Brooke slowly started walked to the stairs, “Sorry things didn’t work out between me and your son.” Mike’s eyes were glued to Brooke’s ass as he walked behind her, the sweatpants didn’t give him a good show. He shrugged, “I’m not surprised it didn’t work out...” Brooke laughed, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Brooke and Mike walked and made small talk as Dean quickly flipping through the cameras to keep pace with them. Mike stopped at Richard’s old bedroom while Brooke kept walking, “Shouldn’t his stuff be in here?” Mike asked. Brooke continued to walk towards Dean’s room, “Nope, follow me.” Mike was confused, “Isn’t that Dean’s room?” He followed her in, she didn’t answer him.

They both were in Dean’s room now, Mike was still confused about everything, “Why are you still living here now that Richard is gone? Are you fucking Dean?” Mike only knew the Master Plan’s lies, he was unaware that Brooke and Dean were together, all he knows is Richard and Brooke. “What?” Brooke said, she was thinking of how to keep this ruse up. “It’s none of your business who I’m fucking... but the answer to your question is no, I’m not fucking Dean.” Brooke lied to Mike. “Good, cause you could do much better.” Mike said. That hurt Dean a bit. “Where is he anyway? Is he home?” Mike said while looking around the room. “No it’s just you and me, Mike” Brooke said as she took a step closer to Mike, still a couple feet apart.

Dean could feel the sexual tension in the room, he wonders if Mike is getting the subtle hints Brooke is letting off, she isn’t being forward enough. Dean started rubbing his cock, he knew things were building up.

There was an awkward silence between Brooke and Mike. “So....” Mike was looking at Brooke, probably undressing her with his eyes. Dean wanted to yell at them to fuck already. “Richard’s stuff?” He asked. “Oh yea, let me get it, sit!” Brooke guided Mike to the end of the bed where he hesitated but eventually sat down. Brooke went to her closet, did she actually have anything of Richard’s?

Brooke walked back to Mike empty handed, “I’m dumb, I forgot, I’m wearing Richard’s clothes.” Brooke said. Dean knew that was a lie. Brooke pulled off the sweatshirt revealing a T-shirt underneath, which actually was Richard’s. She threw the sweatshirt at Mike who was surprised that she was undressing in front of him. Next Brooke took off her sweatpants, Richard’s large t-shirt covered her body down to her mid-thigh, she threw the pants at Mike as well. Mike was speechless staring at Brooke in only a big T-shirt. “Oh and this shirt too!” Brooke slowly pulled the oversized shirt over her head revealing her panties and then bra.

Brooke was wearing a black lacy lingerie set, Dean hasn’t seen them before, she must have just bought them. Mike had to get the hint now as he was hit in the face with the shirt. Brooke wasn’t wearing the kind of underwear you just lounge around in. Brooke dropped to her knees, Mike was frozen in place. She crawled over and placed herself between his legs, she moved the clothes that she just threw at him off his lap. Mike was still in shock when Brooke started to rub his legs and then his crotch.

Dean rubbed his cock watching Brooke on her knees playing with Mike’s pants. Dean could only feel jealous of course and think how lucky Mike is right now.

Brooke knew what she wanted and Mike wasn’t going to stop her. She played with Mike’s belt getting it undone followed by the button on his pants and then his zipper. Mike stood up to help Brooke be able to pull his pants off. She grabbed the fabric at his thighs and pulled down, she managed to pull his pants and underwear down in one swift motion.

Brooke wasn’t the only one eager to see what Richard’s Dad was packing, Dean’s eyes were glued to his phone screen.