Juliet
The moment Aldric leaves the house to run errands in the morning, I retreat to my room to call Leah. I’m beyond glad she gave me her number and told me I should call her anytime I want. I really like her, and I suspect I’m going to be in desperate need of good friends. It’s such a relief to finally find other people who think like me.
The morning started with Aldric rapping his knuckles on my door to let me know breakfast was ready. This has been our routine for years. He always gets up earlier than me. By the time I slide out of bed most days, the apartment is filled with the scent of bacon or sausage.
Aldric believes in a good breakfast, and I stopped arguing with him about the importance of eating within about a week of the two of us moving into this apartment. It wasn’t worth the daily battle, plus I enjoy the time I get to spend with him in the mornings.
Today, I entered the kitchen in my usual tank top and shorts, but Aldric pointed at the hallway and frowned at me. “Sweats, Juliet. Now.”
I groaned as I set my hands on my hips and glared at him.
He lifted his brows and stared back just as hard. “We’re not having this argument, baby girl. Go back to your room and return with more clothes on.”
With a bratty humph, I finally spun around and stomped back down the hallway. I was grinning the entire time. I couldn’t help it. The banter was more fun than I’d expected.
Now that he’s left the apartment, I grab my phone off my desk and plop down in the middle of my bed, crossing my legs while I pull up Leah’s number and call her.
I’m kind of surprised when she answers immediately. “Hey, Juliet.”
“Hi.” Suddenly, I feel shy. I don’t call people. No one. I almost never use this phone. The only person I talk to on it is Aldric. That only happens when he’s at the store and needs to ask me a question or sometimes when he’s downstairs and I’m upstairs.
“You okay?” Leah asks.
“Yep.” I take a deep breath. Why on earth did I think I could call someone and ask them about vibrators? I squeeze my eyes closed and groan inwardly. “I just, uh, I had a few questions.”
“Okay.”
“If now’s not a good time…”
“Now is fine. I just got to my office. About to power up my computer and start working. Now is a great time.”
I draw in another breath. “This might be too personal or sound silly, but when I was there that first day and you were all confessing your uh—”
She giggles. “I remember. We were trying to outdo each other on the naughty scale.”
“Exactly.”
“Daddy wasn’t too pleased with me when he found out I had a stash of vibrators in my office.” She giggles again.
“Right. So, uh, I was wondering if you could tell me where I might order something like that.”
“Oh. Sure. There are lots of places. How about if I email you a link to my favorite online store?”
“That would be great.” I blow out a relieved breath. Leah is very easy to talk to. She didn’t make this nearly as awkward as I pictured.
“Does Aldric know you’re ordering sex toys?” she asks, giggling again.
“No. Definitely not.”
She laughs harder.
“We did finally have a conversation about sex last night though,” I tell her.
“Oh, good. I’m so glad. I guess it went well? Or, maybe it didn’t go as expected and that’s why you’re ordering a battery-operated boyfriend.” I can almost hear the cringe in her voice.
I giggle now. “I’d say it went well. At least I found out we’re on the same page. He does want a romantic relationship with me. However, he’s determined to take it slow.”
“Ah. Now I get it. That’s great. I can understand why you’d want to own a few toys in the meantime. I’ll warn you. Daddies are funny about vibrators. Some Daddies don’t mind and even encourage their Littles to use them. Some Daddies don’t let their Littles use them alone. And some Daddies don’t let their Littles use them at all.”
“Yeah. I’m not sure how Aldric might feel about them.” I chew on my lip for a second and then decide to confess more. “Last night I told him I was going to touch myself after he left my room, and I thought he might self-combust.”
She laughs harder. “I wish I could have seen his face. You are so naughty. I can’t believe you had the guts to say that.”
“I was trying to tempt him. I didn’t succeed.”
“And? Did he tell you not to touch yourself?”
“Nope. He said to get it out of my system because after he brings me to his bed, he won’t be permitting me to masturbate again.” I can’t believe I’m sharing all of this. It’s like I’m a new person this morning.
“Oh. My. God. Did you faint?”
“I might have if I hadn’t been lying down.”
“I can’t wait to hear how he reacts when he finds out you ordered a vibrator.”
I grin. “Who says I’m going to order just one?”
She giggles. “Girl, you are so brave.”
“Maybe he won’t find out,” I add. “Sometimes he’s in the studio when a package comes. I order lots of things online. Most of my clothes and stuff. I’m hoping he just hands me a box or never knows.”
“Good luck with that.”
“I’ll let you get back to work. Thanks. For everything. You’re very sweet.”
“Anytime. I’m glad we met. Let me know how this goes. If I don’t hear from you, I’ll assume your bottom is too sore to talk without wincing. Or you’re grounded from your phone.”
I laugh again. It feels good. “We’ll see.”
Two days later, I’m sitting at my desk, working on a web design when “we’ll see” comes to fruition.
It’s afternoon, the few hours the studio isn’t open after lunch. Aldric calls to me from the kitchen. “Juliet, there’s a package for you.”
I cringe as I jump to my feet and decide to act nonchalant and stroll into the kitchen to grab the box. There’s no reason to worry. Aldric has never opened my packages or said a word about them before. Why would he start now?
I saunter down the hallway, expecting to find Aldric at the sink or maybe sitting on the couch. The kitchen and living room are all one large living space. I’m hoping to snag my package and return to my room.
Instead, Aldric is standing at the kitchen table, leaning over the box. It’s kind of large. “What did you order, baby girl?” His question is innocent enough. He’s just asking.
“Uh. I don’t remember. Maybe it’s bras and panties and stuff.” I’m hoping this will deter him from inquiring further. But I’ve misjudged. Not to mention I’ve forgotten that this man now has a deeper interest in my bras and panties. Probably should have told him it would be tampons.
Aldric narrows his gaze and lifts the box. “It’s kind of heavy for clothes, and your clothes usually come in soft bags, not boxes.”
Shit. I try to think fast, but I’m not good at that sort of thing.
Aldric reaches for the edge of tape on the top. “Let’s open it and see.”
I lunge forward. “You don’t want to see inside that box, Sir. I think it’s tampons.”
He lifts a brow and holds it out of my reach. “It’s too heavy for feminine products. Nice try. Now, I’m far more curious.” He turns around, carries it to the counter, and opens a drawer to grab the scissors.
“Daddy…” I whine. This is not going well.
He chuckles. “Daddy? You’re going to start calling me Daddy now?”
“I thought you wanted me to call you Daddy,” I murmur as I inch closer, still hoping to divert him.
“Oh, baby girl, I do. It’s music to my ears, but you’re up to something.” He cuts the top of the box open and returns to the table.
I trail along behind him, biting my lip. Shit.
Aldric pulls out some packing material and then stares into the box. “Wow.” He glances at me.
My face is so hot I think I’m going to faint. I should have thought this through better. I’m embarrassed and I have no idea if he’s going to let me touch the contents of this box.
“Someone went on a spending spree at the toy store. Did you get one of everything they make?” he asks, lifting out a small box.
“Daddy…” I might as well play the Daddy card. It’s all I’ve got. “You’re embarrassing me. Can’t I just take it to my room?”
He pulls out a chair and points at it. “No. Sit. We need to have a discussion first.”
I groan. “Can we not?” This is the last thing I want to discuss with Aldric. I want to explore the contents of that box on my own. Figure things out alone. Why did I think this would be a good idea?
“Sit, baby girl. Now.”
I slump into the chair and cross my arms. I’m kind of glad I put on a soft pink sweatsuit because my nipples are tight and hard under my tank top.
Aldric pulls out a chair and faces me. “I’m sorry you’re embarrassed. That’s not my intention. There’s nothing wrong with owning sex toys. Nor is there anything wrong with using them. I don’t want you to get the wrong idea. I’m glad you took the initiative and ordered some things.”
I squirm. At least he hasn’t confiscated the box and sent me to my room. Maybe he’ll still let me take it without digging around in it.
“However…”
Shit.
“We’re entering new territory, baby girl. I know it’s still sinking in, but as your Daddy, I want to take on a more involved role in your life.”
“You mean you want to know every single thing I buy and do now?” I ask, wiggling on my seat. My instinct is to be horrified and stomp out of the room, but my body reacts differently. I can’t believe it but I’m turned on by his proclamation.
Aldric has been very involved in my life for three years. Key word—very. He hasn’t known every single detail. Apparently, now that we’ve labeled our relationship as age play, he intends to up the ante.
“Yes,” he says bluntly.
I groan and roll my eyes. “Fine. You saw what I bought. Can I go now?” I glance at the box. Will he let me have it?
“I’d rather go through it together first.”
I close my eyes. Shit.
“Do you already own any sex toys, Juliet?”
I stare at the floor and shake my head.
“All the more reason for us to talk about what you’ve bought.”
“You said you don’t intend to come into my room and I can touch myself all I want,” I grumble. I can’t believe we’re having this conversation.
“I did say that, and I stand by it. I’d also like to know what’s in the box and make sure you understand what you’ve bought.”
I cover my face. “Fine. Knock yourself out. Can I wait in my room?”
He leans forward and tugs my hand from over my eyes. “No, you cannot wait in your room. But you can apologize for being so sassy with me and change your attitude. Or I can hold on to this box for a few days and spank your bottom. You choose.”
My eyes widen. I stare at him, willing myself to sit still. My entire pussy has clenched at his words. I’m shocked by my reaction. Part of me would like to push back and find out what it will feel like for him to spank me, but then I’d lose the privilege of exploring my new toys, so I choose the first option. “I’m sorry for being sassy, Sir.”
He smiles. “Good girl.”
I’m surprised when he stands, reaches for my waist, and lifts me off the chair to swing me around and sit me on the table.
“Let’s see what we have here.” He wastes no time, reaching in and pulling out the first small box he’d been holding earlier. “A bullet.” He hands it to me. “I assume you know what to do with that.”
“Yes, Sir.” I look at the box. I’m not stupid. I read about all these toys. I know what they’re for.
The next thing he holds up is a pair of glass balls. I flush as he sets them in my hand. They’re heavier than I expected. “Do you know what those are for?” he asks.
“Yes,” I murmur. I glance at him. “People use them to strengthen their Kegel muscles. All kinds of people use them. They aren’t really a sex toy.”
He chuckles. “Sure.” Next, he hands me an oval vibrator that’s meant to be held against the clitoris. I read it will make women come much faster than with their fingers.
He doesn’t comment on that one.
The next item is a box of nipple clamps. I’d forgotten about those. I hold my breath. I’m mortified now.
“Be careful with those, baby girl. Make sure they aren’t too tight and you don’t leave them on too long.” He tips my chin back, forcing me to look at him.
“Yes, Sir,” I whisper. I set them aside with the others. I thought if I put them on, I could pretend he’s sucking my nipples while I touch myself.
Next, he hands me a long thin vibrator. “That’s a good choice.”
I remember what’s left in the box, and I hold my breath while he shoves the packing material aside before lifting out the last item.
“Good grief.”
I flinch as I peek to the side, and then I cringe. Yikes. It’s a dildo, but it’s huge. I hadn’t realized it would be that big from the pictures.
Aldric draws in a deep breath. “Why exactly did you choose this one?”
I bite my lip, not answering him.
“Juliet…”
I lick my lips. “I just wanted something realistic,” I mutter.
“Realistic? Is this realistic?”
I wince. “I don’t know.” Shit. Shit shit shit.
He freezes, not moving a single muscle for long moments before finally putting the dildo back in the box and pulling a chair up in front of me. He sits, his hands on the tabletop on either side of my thighs.
He’s trapping me, looking up at me, forcing me to see him. “How many men have you slept with, Juliet?”
I draw in a breath. I can’t avoid this conversation forever. It had to happen someday. “None.”
He swallows hard. “How many erections have you seen?”
I glance away. “None.”
Another deep breath. “Okay, well, they aren’t that big.”
“Okay.” My face is two hundred degrees.
“That dildo would hurt you, baby girl.”
“Okay.” I slowly meet his gaze. “Are you mad?”
His eyes widen. “No. Why would I be mad?”
“Because I’m a virgin and you didn’t know and I don’t have any experience with men at all.”
He shakes his head. “That makes me very happy, baby girl.” He scoots closer. “I love that I’ll be the first and last man to touch you.”
I like how he says first and last as if there’s no doubt we’ll be together for a long time. “You mean that?”
“Yes, honey. With all my heart.”
I glance at the box, though I can’t see the dildo anymore. “I thought if I had something realistic, I could stretch out my, uh, vagina a bit so it wouldn’t hurt the first time. I’ve heard it hurts.”
“That’s true, and it wasn’t a bad idea, but I’d rather you stick to the smaller vibrator and let Daddy do the stretching, okay?”
“Okay.” I shiver. He’s going to stretch me himself? How? When?
“I’m glad we went through that together. You would have run screaming if you’d tried to put that dildo inside your pussy, baby girl. It’s far too large.”
“Why do they make them then?” I ask, curious.
“Women with way more experience enjoy them. The stretch can be nice, but not for people who haven’t had sex at all, baby girl. And someone your size might not be able to tolerate a dildo that large ever.”
“Okay.”
He glances at the pile on the table. “The rest of this is fine. Please be careful with the nipple clamps. I mean that. Don’t wear them more than a few minutes and don’t make them too tight,” he reminds me.
My face is still hot. “Yes, Sir.”
He slides his hands to my waist. “Are there any other surprise packages coming I should be aware of?”
I shake my head.
He scoots even closer to the table and lifts me off so that I slide onto his lap, straddling him.
I’m surprised but not disappointed. My arousal shoots through the roof in an instant. I’ve never straddled Aldric or any other man in my life. I can feel his erection against my pussy. It’s thick and hard. He’s aroused too.
His hands slide up my back and thread in my hair. “You sure know how to make a man harder than a rock, baby girl.” His voice is gravelly.
I lick my lips. “We could do something about that,” I suggest.
He groans. “We will. Eventually. But not yet. It’s going to kill me knowing you’re in your room at night playing with all those toys, but I also think it’s important for women to experiment and know their bodies. I’m glad you bought them.”
“Really?” I’m not sure.
“Yes, honey, really. I won’t mention them again, though it might drive me crazy if I hear you moaning through the walls,” he teases, giving my neck a squeeze.
“I don’t moan.”
He chuckles. “You don’t know that yet.”
“I’ve used my fingers plenty of times. I’ve never had a problem keeping quiet.”
His face tenses. “Well, you’re in for a treat because rubbing your little clit with your fingers is not the same as touching it with a vibrator. Trust me.”
“Okay. If you say so.”
“Get it out of your system, baby girl, because one of these days, I’m going to decide I’m done waiting. Once you’re in my bed, I’ll never let you go, and I intend to make these toys seem lame. After I’ve been inside you, your orgasms are mine from then on. I’ll be the one using toys on you if I feel like it, and you’ll be expected to keep your naughty little fingers away from your pussy without permission.” He lifts a brow.
I’m not breathing.
“Understood?”
He wants me to respond? “Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl. Now, before I go downstairs to teach my next class, I’m going to need a shower.”
“You already took a shower this morning,” I point out before I realize how stupid I sound as his meaning catches up with me. “Oh…”
“Yeah, oh. You’re not the only person masturbating in this apartment, baby girl.”
I nod. Right. Of course. I wish I could watch him in the shower. Maybe someday he’ll let me watch.
“I’m going to kiss you, Juliet, and then I need you to take your toys and go to your room before I lose control.”
“Okay.” I’ve been wanting him to kiss me for days. Well, years. But ever since he brushed his lips over mine, I’ve craved his mouth on a new level.
Aldric angles my head to one side and brings his mouth to mine. His lips are soft and gentle as he kisses me.
My heart races at the intimate contact. I lean into him, fisting his shirt at his waist, wanting more. Wanting everything.
He nibbles along my mouth and then licks the seam of my lips.
I open for him, loving the feel of his tongue against my lips and then my teeth and finally my tongue. Our tongues dance together. It’s so sweet. The perfect first kiss. I could do this all day, but when I rock forward, pressing my pussy against his erection, he groans and breaks the contact.
He’s panting as he meets my gaze, gripping my shoulders. “Best kiss ever, baby girl.”
I lick my lips. They are slightly swollen and wet. His taste lingers. I want to do it again.
Aldric scoots his chair back, lifts me off his lap, and sets me on my feet. He holds on to my hips to steady me. “Be good this afternoon while I’m teaching class.” He smirks.
I flush. “I will, Daddy.”
“Oh, I like the sound of that.”
I giggle. I know I was incredibly embarrassed when I first entered this room to have this awkward confrontation, but I’m glad we did it. The end result was better than expected. It’s undoubtedly a good thing he went through my purchases and gave me some pointers. Plus, I’m certain it’s for the best that he confiscated the dildo.
I feel much lighter and I have a lot to think about as I gather up my approved packages and head to my room. I shut the door and drop everything on my bed, grinning when I hear the shower come on a moment later.
I really do wish I could watch Daddy in the shower.