When she opened the door, Solana thought William Davis was the sexiest man she’d ever seen. Solana was not easily impressed by men. She was usually the one knocking them off their feet. While that was certainly happening here, for once the feeling was mutual.
He held the door of the blood-red sedan open for Solana as she seated herself on the buttery soft leather. The door closed electronically without a sound. He got behind the wheel and shifted into drive and pulled away.
“So this is a Lucid, hmm? I’ve never been in one. Very nice,” she said. “Did you just buy it on the way over here? I’ve never seen a car so perfectly pristine.” She laughed lightly. Her laugh made him think of diamonds raining from the heavens.
“Thank you. Well, I’m a surgeon, I do okay, I guess.” As the luxurious sedan pulled silently onto the interstate, he pressed a button on the GPS and took his hands off the wheel. He turned in his seat to look at her. “I don’t understand it,” he said simply.
“What’s that? And shouldn’t you keep your eyes on the road?”
“Not when there’s such a celestial creature sitting beside me. Besides, Stella knows the way, and she’ll keep us safe.”
“Stella?” she asked, her lips twitching into a smile. “She has a name?”
“Of course. Look at her. Clearly, she’s Stella.”
Solana laughed her delightful, tinkling laugh. “So, what don’t you understand?”
“I can’t understand how you look identical to my sister Alicia, but compared to you, she’s a black and white photo while you are in lifelike 4K color.”
Solana said, “I don’t think your father shares that opinion. I was in the room with your sister and him, and the moment she walked in, it’s like I stopped existing. Neither of them noticed me leave the room.”
He shook his head. “I can’t see how that can be true.”
“Because you’re blinded. It’s like you’re trying to see a 3D image with one eye closed. There’s no way you can see the full image.”
“What do you mean?” Nearing downtown, the car put on its blinker and took the next exit. It pulled up to the light and stopped.
“This car is truly self-driving?” she asked, amazed. He simply nodded, waiting for her to finish. “Anyway, you see me like this because I’m not your sister. You simply can’t see your sister like this.”
“Like normal people,” he said, dismissively.
“Maybe. But your father sees Alicia the way you see me because she’s his daughter. That’s part of the attraction. You said it yourself, she’s just like him, wired the same way. William, they’re soul mates. Nothing could have kept them from getting together. Not society, not laws against incest, nothing. And that relationship, is absolutely til death.”
“Just so we’re clear, you saw them… together? This isn’t, you know, hypothetical?”
“I’m sorry. I don’t feel like their secret is mine to tell. I thought you knew.”
“I guess I do know, but I don’t want to. You’re the first person I’ve ever been able to talk to about it. Honestly, I just don’t know how to feel.”
The car pulled smoothly into a parking space and shut off, sounding five elegant-sounding chimes. He moved to open the door, but she stopped him.
“Think about this,” she said, “have you seen them since they started being together?”
“I went over to Dad’s house for a barbecue during the summer. While everyone else was there, they, you know, behaved. No one had a clue. But once everyone left and it was just our family, they are clearly a couple. They went to bed as I was leaving. Together.”
“Did they seem happy?”
He scoffed. “I’ve never seen Dad so happy. Not with my mom. Not with Aly’s mom, either. And now Aly’s pregnant. She looks like she’s absolutely glowing. So yeah, they seem very happy.”
Solana wasn’t surprised. She knew that Will and Alicia were for real. “Then just let them have their happiness. However they find it. Live and let live.”
“You’re okay with it? Really? It doesn’t give you the ick?”
“Not in the least. I’m happy for them. Look, both his wives left him. Maybe it was his fault, maybe not. But whatever the case, it was their choice to leave. So they have no say over who he’s with, even if it’s his own daughter. And I’ve seen them together. I promise you, he is not coercing her. If anything, Alicia is the aggressor here. She is absolutely there of her own free will. And most of all, they’ve found true love, and that’s not easy to find, believe me. Now, William?” she said as she opened the car door.
“Hmm?” he said, getting out himself.
“You know those unspeakable things you’re hoping for tonight? I’ll need sustenance. Now forget about your sister and your father, take me into this expensive restaurant and let’s start focusing on me.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said, offering her his arm.
******
Ra’s was located on the top floor of Orlando’s brand-new 35-story SunSpire building, and was a revolving restaurant. It was three times higher than the only other revolving restaurant in the state. Boasting lavish Egyptian décor and two Michelin stars, this elite restaurant sits atop the city, accessible only to those willing to wait months on a list or provide a hefty ‘consideration’ (essentially a bribe) to the fortunate host or hostess. There was a little-known third option: Simply be the heart surgeon who saved the life of the primary investor responsible for the building. Because of this, Dr. William Davis was welcome to dine at Ra’s whenever he pleased. He did not abuse this rare privilege. But on this evening, with this angelic young woman he desperately wanted to impress, Dr. Davis certainly called in that favor.
As expected, dinner was amazing, and the slowly-changing view of the twinkling city was nothing short of breathtaking. At one point, they had a western view and Solana saw fireworks off in the distance. The little girl inside her giggled and exclaimed, “Look! Fireworks. I’ve never seen them from a vantage point like this!!”
William was captivated by not only her beauty, but her excitement for life. She had the uncanny knack for approaching every experience with a sense of wonder, as if the most mundane were the most fascinating thing in the world. He was finding her innate joy positively intoxicating.
He glanced at his watch. “That’s probably Disney’s fireworks. It’s about that time. You like Disney?” he asked.
“I love it,” she answered. “Until recently, I’d only been once, years ago, as a little girl. Taylor’s father works there now, so we go pretty often. It’s actually pretty great.”
He could only imagine her exuberance in a place as make-believe as a theme park. “I’ll bet you’re a lot of fun in a theme park,” he said. “I’d love to go there with you.”
Without hesitation, she said, “Sure. Just tell me when we’re going. But you have to ride the rides. None of this old fuddy-duddy stuff.”
“I’m not an old, what did you say? ‘Fuddy-duddy’? No, I’m a big kid. How old do you think I am?”
“You know, your father asked me that same question, and he stumped me. I thought he was in his early 40s, and he’s 62. You’re his son, and you’re a surgeon. Between undergrad, med school, residency, getting established, the youngest you could possibly be is 35. But honestly, you barely look 30.”
“I’m 41. Is that going to hurt my chances with you?”
She leaned forward and kissed his nose. “Not at all. You’re perfect,” she said. William Davis had never felt giddy in his life. Now, it was all he could do not to giggle. Who was this woman?
“Our family has really good genes,” he explained. “You and Alicia look like twins, and she’s 35. And I’ll bet any amount of money that the minute she has that baby, her body snaps right back into shape.”
“Are you gonna treat him like a nephew or a little brother?”
“Definitely nephew,” he answered. “I’ve already decided. Nobody will question my little nephew.”
“That’s true,” agreed Solana.
By this time the check had come. He handed the server his card without glancing at the bill. He simply could not tear his eyes away from Solana. William Davis was among the most eligible of bachelors. No ex-wives, very high earner, and very established in a dream career. Women displayed their availability so often, he’d gotten used to filtering them out. He was serious about his job… his craft. He aspired to be the finest surgeon in the world. He would occasionally meet up with women to scratch that most human of itches, but with every one of them, it was purely physical.
That’s not what he wanted with Solana. He leaned forward. “Look, I don’t understand what it is you’re doing to make me say what I’m about to say.”
“Me?” she said in perfect innocence. “I’m just sitting here enjoying the world’s greatest tiramisu.”
He leaned forward, gently taking her hand in his. She moved closer, their eyes meeting. “Solana, I truly want to be a part of your life, and I want you to be a part of mine. I know it’s way too early for me to be talking like this, but I’d rather tell you and hear you laugh at me than spend the rest of my life wondering, what if? Solana, you are once in a lifetime, and I can’t imagine the thought of letting this moment pass us by.”
“Wow,” she breathed softly. She looked into his eyes and held his gaze. He was unable to look away. It felt like he was falling, spiraling, flying, all at the same time.
She said the most improbable thing… “Are you sure?”
Her words caught him off guard. Gazing at her mysterious smile, he couldn’t help but question what he’d agreed to—but it didn’t matter to him. “Absolutely,” he replied.
“You live in Miami, right?”
He nodded. “I just came to town for a long weekend to visit a friend. I have to be back at the hospital on Monday.”
Solana stood up and held her hand for him to take. “Then we’d better make the most of this weekend.”
SunSpire’s first twelve floors shimmered with the elegance of a Marriott Luxury Hotel, their soft golden lights reflecting off polished marble. As they rode in the quiet elevator, anticipation hung in the air like perfume. Hand in hand, they approached the front desk, the subtle thrill of adventure sparking between them.
William secured the room for the evening. He requested a Suite with an east-facing corner window, on as high a floor as they had available. He told Solana he wanted to watch the sunrise with her from bed. As they walked back to the elevators, he almost asked, “Are you sure?” but the look on her face stopped him. She looked like a kid heading to a roller coaster. Pure exhilaration and expectation. Not so much as a hint of doubt. Her unwavering confidence mesmerized him, urging him to savor this moment even more deeply. Her self-assuredness was almost enough to give him pause. Almost.
Hand in hand, they walked down the hallway to their room, anticipation growing with each step. At their room, he held the card against the lock and pushed the door open. He lifted Solana up into his arms to carry her into the room. He looked into her angelic face and once again, the words came unbidden.
“I’m going to fuck you until you scream,” he declared softly, the raw vulgarity of his words belieing the gentleness of his tone.
She gazed at him with her big, brown eyes and said equally softly and lovingly, “You damn well better, Dr. Davis.” He kicked the door closed.
As soon as the door slammed shut, she shoved him back against the door, plastered her body against his and kissed him… deeply… hungrily…. As if he were the only thing she desired in the whole wide world. He pressed back against her and returned her kisses with intensity. He walked her backwards to the large sofa sitting at the front part of the room . They sat down and as she started pulling at his clothes, he stopped her. Preferring instead to keep making out, his mouth continue to attack hers, tasting her tongue, inhaling her essence.
One thing Solana always appreciated about making love with older men was how unhurried they often were. She remembered how young boys were always in such a hurry to strip off their clothes and stick it in, as if they were afraid she would change her mind at any time. Older guys know better. She was there willingly, and she wasn’t going anywhere without her orgasm. She surrendered herself to his ministrations, and they continued to kiss on the sofa. She reached down and felt his hard cock. She gasped in recognition… she’d felt this cock before: when she stood tantalizingly between the legs of his father. Until his damn sister came in and ruined everything. Well, this time, she was going to have that huge, thick, cock all to herself.
She sat back and pulled his shirt up, over, and off his body, tossing it onto the floor. She kissed his cheek, his neck, and even nipped him a little, wanting to make sure he knew she was there for this. She kissed down his sculpted chest, taking his nipple into her mouth one by one. He gasped in surprise. No one had ever sucked his nipples before. She continued down, her energetic tongue licking, painting down his washboard abs. As she headed south, she impatiently clawed at his belt to get his pants off.
He quickly took the hint, unbuckled, and yanked down his pants and underwear. His shoes and socks followed as his pants went down his leg. He sat back on the sofa, naked while she was still dressed. She took his thick stalk in her hand, squeezing it and stroking it, not so much jacking him as she was simply admiring it in her hand. While holding it, she kissed down his firm legs down to his knees and lick back up his inner thighs to his ball sack. She knew most women didn’t pay enough attention to that, and she prided herself on making sure that he felt good in every part of his erogenous zones. She gently licked them, slathered at them with her tongue, all while squeezing and massaging his rock-hard cock.
Now, on her knees, still fully dressed, she pulled his cock down to her mouth. She licked it up one side and down the other, she popped the thick head into her mouth and ran her tongue around it, sucking it as hard as she could even while tickling his balls with just the very tips of her sharp little nails. The combination of her mouth sucking his head as hard as it could, her hands squeezing and massaging his big shaft, the agonizingly erotic feel of her fingertips stroking his balls had him almost to the point of orgasm already.
Sensing his building passion, she spread his legs even wider, took one ball in her mouth, and then the other, then licked a line all the way down to his taint. This was absolutely something new; no woman had ever touched him there before. She lifted his thighs up and attacked his sphincter with her tongue, licking it, pointing her tongue and sticking it just inside, all while never letting go of his cock. It was too much for him; there was no way he wasn’t going to cum.
As she probed her tongue in and out, he moaned loud enough to wake the dead. Just before he exploded into the air, she left his butthole and recaptured his head in her mouth, sucking his essence out, gulping greedily, and loudly swallowing every little bit of it. It felt like he shot for hours, his creamy broth squirting into her mouth, down her throat, over and over. He had never felt anything like this, and when it was over he lay back, almost collapsing. Solana wasn’t done. Not even close.
She sat back on her heels, making a show of breathing hard from her excitement. Her hair was disheveled from her efforts, and she slowly wiped her mouth with the back of her hand while keeping eye contact. She knew that that simple look, that act … drove men crazy. She stood up in front of him and slowly pulled her dress up over her head, pulling it off and dropping it on top of his clothes on the floor. She reached behind her and took off her bra and dropped it on top of her dress now, just wearing a pair of bikini panties. She turned around and walked toward the bed and sat down, looking at him.
She pulled her panties off and tossed them to him and then waggled her finger at him with a come here motion. He walked toward the bed. She stood and pushed him onto his back on the bed. Without a word, she lifted her knee up over his face and settled her drenched pussy right down on his mouth and leaned down to try and resume her oral worship of his thick still tingling organ.
It was still impressively large, but woefully soft. She kissed the tip lovingly as she pressed and rubbed her softly furred snatch against his mouth.
Still panting, he gasped, “I’m not that young anymore, baby. You’re gonna have to give me a few minutes.”
“Oh, I doubt that,” she said. Still leaning over on him, she blew on his cock head, lightly, as if blowing out a single birthday candle. He felt himself twitch in response. Another puff, soft as a cloud. He twitched again, firmer this time, much to his surprise.
He felt his arousal surge. “What are you doing to me?” he asked softly.
“Shhhhh…” she soothed. Pursing her lips, she blew on him again, still whisper soft, but this time sustained. As her warm breath blew onto him, his cock rose to its full glory and he felt his balls tingling…
