Chapter 5

Later that day, after we had concluded our shopping. On our way back home, Ace suggested we stop at one of his friends' houses before heading to ours. I was confused at first as to why he wanted us to make that stop. I hesitated a bit until I told the driver to do as Ace had said. A few minutes later, we arrived at one of Ace's friends' houses. He was also a senior at school. Michael. I recognized him. He played football with Ace. Also, I forgot to mention that Ace was a football captain at school.

Michael welcomed us into the house. Served us some chilled lemonade as we made ourselves comfortable in his living room. Michael's parent had traveled out of the country for their weekend couple getaway, leaving Michael home alone with his six-year-old brother, Robin.

“Hey, man. What’s up?” Michael said as he shook hands with Ace. “Who’s the pretty lady with you today?”

I smiled. “I’m—”

“He wasn’t you, was he?” Ace cut in, turning to me with a smirk on his face. “This is Sabrina.”

“Oh!” Michael smiled. “Don’t tell me it's the same Sabrina from school that you’ve always had your eyes on—”

“W-woah...” Ace coughed. “Easy, Michael. We don’t want to spill the history of my existence now, do we?”

Michael laughed. “I’m sorry.” He turned to me with an easy smile. “Well, hello, Sabrina. Just make yourself comfortable, okay. Any friend of Ace is a friend of mine.”

“No, thank you,” Ace said. “She’s mine alone.”

I laughed softly, watching Ace and Michael have a back-and-forth. Ace gently reached out to me while talking to his friend. He must’ve noticed how quiet and left out I was in their conversation. So, he grabbed hold of me gently, pulling my hand to his leg as he shifted closer to me. His knee brushed mine.

When their little argument died down, Michael turned away as he continued to play the video game he was playing before we came in.

Ace turned to me, his face barely inches away from mine. “Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I smiled. “I’m fine. I’m just wondering what we’re doing here.”

He cleared his throat. “Well, you see,” he turned away, chuckling before looking back at me. “I’m still thinking about what we did at the fitting room, and I was hoping that maybe... we could finish it here before heading back home.”

He grabbed my palm and slid it down his bulging dick. I could feel it throbbing in my palm even through the fabric of his trousers.

He played with my hair with his other free hand as he smirked. Bit his lower lip and kissed me on the cheek before whispering in my ear.

“I made you cum, now it’s your turn.”

I was loving just how naughty Ace was. He was everything I imagined he would be, and we were doing everything I dreamed of.

“Why didn’t you tell Michael I was your stepmom now?” I asked softly.

He laughed softly. “That’s not his business. Besides, I know you didn’t have a choice in the decision of being with my dad.”

“How do you mean?”

“I know of the arrangement. I overheard him talking with someone on the phone once, and he mentioned something about a debt being paid by him taking someone as his wife. Then you came along. I knew. It all made sense.”

Yes, it all made sense.

“Or are you in love with my dad?” he asked.

“Of course not,” I answered quickly. “I don’t at all.”

He smiled. “Then there’s no need for me to go around introducing you to people as my stepmom.”

“You’re right,” I murmured.

We became silent for a few seconds, but Ace broke the silence with a kiss. Michael had set up a game station in his living room. He had a headset on as he played, sitting in a chair in front of us. I watched him play until Ace, with his hand, gently turned my face to his direction and kissed me.

It was soft at first, but then our tongues locked, and we were devouring each other’s faces. Ace slowly pulled me on top of him. I was straddling him. One of his hands was on my back, rubbing me gently while pressing me harder into him. The other hand was on my ass cheek, pressing and squeezing it.

I pulled away from the kiss. “What about Michael?” I asked.

“Don’t worry about him,” he whispered. “Whenever he’s like this with his game, he never looks away until you break his attention by calling his name or touching him.”

“Oh!”

“Yeah.” Ace kissed me again, gently on the lips. “Don’t worry about him.”

I changed into one of the dresses that Ace picked for me before we left our last shop. So, it was easier for him to get his naughty fingers under my dress, slip my panties, and play with my clit.

I grabbed Ace by his shirt as the kiss deepened. My hands found the button of his trousers as I released his throbbing cock from its cage. Precum dripped from it. His dick was so massive in my arms. I could feel the veins.

He lifted me gently and rubbed his dick on my pussy, letting my juices plaster his hard dick. Then, he slipped it inside gently as soft moans escaped both our lips.

“Yes, fuck,” he whispered. “Oh, my goodness, you feel so good.”

I smiled. “Thanks.”

“Am I your first?” he whispered.

He was the first person to actually fuck me, but he wasn’t my first sex. Those nights I fantasized about him, I fucked myself with a toy. Even though I wasn’t a virgin before now, Ace was my first.

“Yes,” I answered with a smile as I rocked his dick.

He bit my nipple through the fabric, lifted me a little so he could take control. Then, he began fucking me. He thrusted harder and faster as my body weakened. My head fell to his shoulder, and my arms wrapped around his neck.

We fucked in that position for a while. Ace’s cock felt so good I couldn’t stop dripping. He fucked me until we both cummed. Ace quickly pulled out, cumming on the floor while I melted on his body, breathing hard.

Just as Ace said, Michael’s eyes were still locked on his game. I went to use the restroom, cleaning myself up while Ace cleaned both our cum on the floor. After everything, we rested together for a while before Ace tapped Michael on the shoulder, telling him we were leaving.

We bid our goodbyes and left. A few minutes later, the driver parked in front of the house, and Ace and I walked into the house. A few maids had helped take my bags up to my room.

Mr. Scott walked in just as Ace and I entered the house. Ace said hi to his dad and walked past him while I remained standing as Mr. Scott walked over to me, smiling. He cupped my face, lifted my chin.

“Did you get everything you wanted?” he asked.

“Yes, I did,” I answered.

“That’s good,” he smiled. “You may go, I’ll see you later.”

I smiled and walked past him slowly while I stood, watching me leave. But then, he stopped me.

“Sabrina?”

“Yes,” I answered, turning to him.

He walked over to me, grabbed the bottom of my dress, and lifted it a bit. “What’s this stain?” he asked.

I looked over, and my goodness, I almost fell to the floor. It was Ace’s cum. I didn’t clean it up because I didn’t know I had a little stain there. But now, Mr. Scott had seen it, and he might recognize what it was.

“What is this?” he asked again.