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Forbidden Beauty (ProtagonistRP x loneiysong)

ProtagonistRP

Super-Earth
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Apr 25, 2013
The night had fallen on the small, Texas town of Brittleton, and all was quiet inside the Meyer household. It was about 7 o'clock and Victor Meyer had just finished eating some dinner, and was about to head out to his garage to start his nightly workout. Victor's large home had been so quiet ever since Victor's wife Missy had taken his son and moved into the city.

It had been 6 months since they had left, and Victor was still trying to find himself. He'd always strived to be the perfect father and husband, putting the needs of his family above his own. Now, however, Victor had started to focus on himself, relearning who he was. Victor had started to work out, and began getting back into the same shape he was in when he was in college. He'd also started dressing the way he liked, growing his hair and beard out, and even began smoking a little pot again.

Victor had made his way out to the garage, and began lifting weights. He was wearing a pair of basketball shorts, and a blue tank top. He'd placed a pair of earbuds in his ears and was listening to some Foo Fighters while lifting his weights, and building up a nice sweat. Burning on the table beside his workout bench was a joint of some really good hydroponic weed that he'd bought from the kid next door. Now that the house was empty Victor could actually get a good workout going without having to worry about someone yelling at him that they need something, and he was really enjoying the freedom.
 
Amanda Grey had loved Victor's son Brian, but lately, Brian had been a real tool. She hung up as he had begun to shout at her. She curled her knees to her chest and broke down sobbing. She looked up, she was alone in the house. She looked dwon at Victor's house and rested her cheek against her knee. She looked at him like a father, because he was always there doling out information that was very sage and perfect. It always made her problems almost dissolve. Biting her lip, she pulled on her boots and pulled on a thick jacket and walked out seeing he was in the garage.

Angela was a very beautiful girl. She stood at 5'7 and her brown hair was braided back as her blue eyes looked across to the garage. Her red lips were full and begged to be kissed. She sat down and looked at him as he was working out and smiled.

"Why are you working out, Mr. Meyer, it is not like you need it. You are very handsome to begin with." She smiled and wrapped her arms aroudn herself adn sat down watching him. That was when she noticed the earbuds. She saw the sweat on his face and then just watched him sweat and groan and blushed. She wondered how he looked grinding against a beautiful girl. SHe just remained quiet, happy with his presence and watched his muscles ripple. She watched him and wondered what he was listening to. At the age of 17 she began to look at men instead of boys her own age. She never really told Brian this.
 
Victor heard nothing as Angela made her way over toward him. He didn't hear anything that she said as she entered his garage. He was in mid-workout, and the music was blasting in his earbuds. His muscles flexed and rippled as he lifted the weights. The sweat dripped down each curve of his body. He was working out hard now, lifting the weights fast and hard, working out any aggression he had pent up during the day.

Earlier today he'd had a conversation with Missy, Brian's mother, about money, and how she felt she needed more. It was ridiculous. Victor already supported the woman completely, giving her money for her new, fancy apartment in the city, and for food and her car. He also paid for his son's car, and his new fancy private school. What more could she want? The woman didn't even work, and it drove him wild.

Finally, when the music ended, Victor was done with his workout, and he put the weights down. Sitting up he pulled the earbuds out of his ear and looked around. Victor then jumped in surprise when he saw Angela sitting there in his garage. "Angie! Holy shit, you scared me. What's going on sweety, what are you doing here? Everything alright at home?" Victor knew that Angela didn't exactly come from a great household. Her father wasn't really the most stable guy, and her mother was blind to it all. A lot of times she came over to escape from them for a while.
 
"Sorry, didn't mean to." She smiled adn then then bit her lip and shrugged. "I just wanted to talk, I saw you were busy, so I guessed that just sitting would be fine. What music were you listening to?" She tossed him a towel playfully and giggled softly. She appreciated the look of his powerful sweaty frame. He was a very attractive man. More attractive than Brian. She swallowed and wiped at her face and looked at him and bit her lip.

"DId you know that Brian has got himself a new girlfriend?" She said softl. Very quietly. She was trying her damned not to cy. She didn't want to cry. Not in front of Victor. She rubbed her arm. She felt so lonely. In her house. She didn't wan to feel lonely. She rubbed her eye and then shut her eyes tight felng moisture. She swallowed hard and looked down.

"I am sorry." She began to swallow and sob gently.
 
Victor stood up and looked down at Amanda. He stood 6'2" and was a huge tree of a man. "That's cool. You know you're always welcome here." He said as he placed his earbuds in his pocket and started to put his weights away. His body glistened and glowed with the sweat that covered his form. "I was listening to Foo Fighters. It's good workout music. Definitely gets me pumped and helps me to get out some aggression." He said with a smile as he started to run the towel over his body, wiping the sweat off of him as well as he could.

His smile quickly faded though when he heard what she said, and saw her face. He knew something was wrong as soon as he saw the tears. "No, I didn't hear that? I thought things were going really well between you and Brian." He said as he stepped forward, placing his large, strong hand on her cheek, gently caressing the side of her face.

As soon as he heard her start to sob he quickly pulled her into him and wrapped his arms around her, running his hands up and down her back. His body wasn't nearly as sweaty anymore, but he wasn't really thinking about that anymore. He was more concerned about the girl and trying to comfort her. "He's a fucking idiot. That kid doesn't know what he had." He said as he tried to soothe the girl. His strong arms protectively wrapped around her tight.

Victor was always very protective over Amanda. She'd been his son's girlfriend for quite a while, and even before that they were good friends. So he'd watched her grow into a beautiful young woman. She spent many nights hiding out at their house when her parents were at their worst. He'd always tried to be someone she could count on, and that's what he was trying to do right now.

"Comeon, let's get you inside." He said as he looked down into her eyes and pulled away slightly, putting his arm around her and leading her into the house.
 
Angela continued to cry. But when she felt his hand on her face, she leaned against it. She continued to sniffle and she looked up and shrugged. "I thought things were good too. He was trying to play it off cause I heard her on the other line giggling, and then..." She swallowed and shut her eyes tightly. Then one moment she was in heaven. She felt him envelope her. She leaned her cheek against his hard chest and shut her eyes. She sighed wrapping her arms around him inhaling the scent that was all him. He smelt so good.

She then looked up and then nodded. She wiped her eyes and swallowed softly. Angela leaned into his arms and walked with him. She frowned and walked into his warm house kicking her shoes off before she came inside. Looking around, she came in wearing socks and then shook her head. "I feel like, I just didn't make him happy somehow." She sat down and then looked down. Biting her lip and grinned canting her head and smiled wider.

Angela curled her leg under her and canted her head and then wiped her eyes. "I am soryr, I don't mean to be like this."
 
As she explained what happened between her and Brian, all Victor could do was shake his head. He felt ashamed of his son. His son didn't know what he was giving up with Angela. But hearing her seem to blame herself almost broke his heart. "You didn't make him happy? Are you kidding?" He stepped closer to her and placed his hand on her chin, tilting her head up so she'd look into his eyes.

"Any guy would be lucky to have a beautiful, sweet young woman like you. I don't know how you couldn't make him happy. And I'm sure if you couldn't do it, then this next bitch definitely won't do it." He said as he locked his gaze with hers. "I don't want you to ever blame yourself again, do you understand me?" He asked in a serious tone.

When she said she was sorry he moved to sit down next to her, putting his arm around her and pulling her close so she was cuddling with him on the couch. "Why are you sorry? For being a human for feelings. I know he hurt you, but you'll be ok. There are plenty of men out there who would be lucky to have you." He said with a smile. "Hell, if I was in high school I definitely would have jumped all over the chance to be with you."
 
She looked up at him, and then blushed. She looked into his eyes and she wanted to tell him everything. Every dark sexual erotic thought she had. She wanted him. She wanted to feel his hands over her, his lips, she blushed. She nodded adn then looked at him. "I promise, I won't blame myself ever." Angela said softly and wanted to kiss him in that moment. But she wouldn't. He was her ex boyfriends father. She couldn't. Only a slut would do something that sick.

Angela sighed as he drew her close. She snuggled into his arms and laughed softly. "If you were in high school, you would have the pick of the litter my friend. I wouldn't even be a blip on your radar." She said feeling low about herself. She leaned her head against his shoulder and smiled looking at him. "You must be cold, why don't you go dress and I will leave you alone." She slowly stood to stand up, wanting to get out before she made a fool of herself, because she could feel it was about to happen soon.
 
Victor laughed and shook his head. "Are you kidding me? Shit, if I was in high school I probably would have gotten into so much trouble with you. Fuck, knowing me when I was younger I probably would have already knocked you up." He said with a laugh, knowing that it probably wasn't the best thing for him to tell his son's ex-girlfriend. But he meant it. Victor had always had eyes for Angela. He'd watched her grow from this awkward little duckling to this gorgeous, sexy creature. She was stunning, and he knew that sooner or later another boy would claim her. Brian's loss would be someone else's gain.

When she stood to leave he reached his hand up and gripped her wrist, pulling her back down to the couch. "You're not going anywhere. You're going to sit right here while I go and change, and then we're going to hang out and do whatever you want." He said with a smile before standing in front of her. "Make yourself at home though, get a drink. If you want I made some lasagne earlier, you can grab a slice. I'll be right back." The man then disappeared down the hall to his bedroom to change.
 
Angela blushed and looked at him. She smiled adn looked down and canted her head. "Knowing me, I would have let you try, that is my problem, Brian gets bored once he has achieved a challenge, he moves on. I..." She blushed as she was about to go into something more. But she began to leave when he grabbed her wrist and then pulled her back. She sighed and crossed her legs and then stood up as she began to make some hot chocolate. She then sat down and looked into her mug.

"You are nothing but a stupid slut." Brian had said. Just because she began to grind her hips against him. She scared him off, told him what to do and that was the last time they were together. She bit her lip and rubbed her head. He had called her a slut over the phone. She was kept around just in case he wanted to do something more adventurous. She hsut her eyes and swallowed shivering.
 
Victor headed to his bedroom and quickly undressed and hopped into the shower. Washing off his sweaty body he emerged from the bedroom wearing a clean pair of shorts and a tight, black, v-neck t-shirt that hugged his body. He made his way back to the couch and plopped down next to her. Seeing her hot chocolate in her hand he reached over and took the mug from her, taking a sip of it before handing it back to her. "Mmmmm, that's good. I didn't even know we had any of that." He said with a smile before putting his arm back around her. "Enough about Brian. You and I both know that he is an idiot who doesn't deserve you. So let's just say 'Fuck him' and move on to bigger and better things. Shall we?" He asked as he reached over and took the mug from her hand and took another sip of the hot chocolate, smiling down at her before handing it back.

"So let's have some fun tonight. We can do anything you want. It's your night, let's have a good time." He said as he placed his hand on her thigh, giving it a squeeze as he looked down into her eyes.
 
Angela drank the hot chocolate. She smiled adn then walked over it was pretty goo. She had made it from scratch. She watched him plop next to her and smiled adn then shrugged. "You had some good chocolate and milk." She leaned back crossing her legs and stretched out wning. She smiled and nodded. "Fuck him." She sighed adn drank the hot chocolate and then canted her head and looked at him and grinned.

"I leave my night up to you, we can do whatever you want to do." She smiled adn looekd at him. She canted her head and stretched out her limbs and then laid on the couch and shut her eyes and sighed softly.
 
Victor thought as she laid against him, his fingers stroking her arm softly as he held her close. "What can we do? What can we do?" He asked himself with a grin before his grin turned devious. "I got it!" He said as he turned to face her. "Get your shoes on. We're going out." He said as he quickly got up and headed to the kitchen, getting a few things out of the fridge and putting them in a bag. He then came back out with a bag full of secret goodies.

"Ready to go?" He asked as he made his way to the door, putting his shoes on and waiting for her to join him. "I've got something secret planned, and I think it'll be fun." He said with a devilish smirk. "But you better not chicken out on me. Ok?" He asked her as he looked down into her eyes.
 
She looked up and saw his grin. "Mr. Meyer, what are you thinking?" She looked at him. She then blushed as she got up and went to the garage and got her shoes on and then waited for him. She looked up at him and nodded. "Yes, yes I am ready." She shook ehr head and walked with him. "You haven't known me a long time have you?" She said sarcastically. "I never chicken out." She smiled and then walked with him wondering what was in the bag.
 
Victor led her to his truck and opened the door for her. He reached down, gripping her by the waist and lifting her up into the truck before closing the door behind her. Then he too got in and started the truck. "Good, because I think you're really going to like this." He said as he started to drive down the road, getting onto the highway and taking them toward the city.

Victor put his arm around Angela and pulled her close, so she was cuddled next to him in the truck as he drove, not saying much to her. Just enjoying her company. His hand ran up and down her arm as the other steered the truck. Before they knew it though the two of them were parked outside of Brian and his mother's apartment building. "Get out." He said as he grabbed the bag and exited the truck.

Walking across the grass, soon the two of them were standing in front of Brian's apartment window, which was on the second floor. Reaching into the bag Victor pulled out a carton of eggs. He opened the carton and took out one of the eggs. Winding his arm back he let it fly, and the white shell burst against his son's window.

Laughing, he then held out the carton to the young girl next to him. A huge smile on his face as he looked at her. "Your turn cutie."
 
Angela smiled and walked to his truck and yelped as she was lifted into teh truck and giggled softly. She smiled adn then nodded. "I know I will." She smiled. She wanted to say because she was with him and she always had fun with him. She snuggled in the warm cabin of teh truck and turned on his radio and smiled and then being possessed by something, she leaned her head back adn began to whisper the words of songs into his ear. She smiled adn shut her eyes. Just when she was getting really warm and comfortable, they stopped outside of the apartment and her eyes went wide.

Getting out, she looked at him and moved forward with him. When he grabbed the egg, she gasped adn giggled. She grabbed an egg offered and pulled back adn threw it as hard as she could. She laughed and looked at him as it crunched and began to ooze yellow down. She covered her mouth and laughed a bit louder. Turning, she grabbed two more eggs and threw them but seeing the llight go on, she got into the truck and hid pulling up her hood of her jacket and laughed maniacly.
 
Victor threw a few more eggs also, crackign them against the window, letting them splatter and ooze down as well. Making a mess. He then waited for his son's head to peek out from the window. Brian was looking around, but it was too dark for him to see who it was. So Victor, masking his voice called out, "Asshole!" before he reached into his bag, pulling out a rotten tomato and chucking it up and smashing it over his son's head. He then laughed as he ran back to the truck and hopped in. Laughing as he looked over to Angela, already seeing her hiding.

"Chicken!" He said with a laugh as he nudged her, and then started the truck and sped off, leaving tire tracks in the grass as they headed back to the street. Soon they were back on the highway, and Victor was feeling great. "That was so much fun, don't you think?" He asked as he looked over to Angela with a grin on his face, feeling like a teenager in that moment. She made him feel young and vibrant again.
 
She watched as Victor threw a rotten tomato at his own son and called him an asshole. She blushed violently and then looked as he got in and shivered and shrugged. "I just don't want to be caught, I know to run when something shows life." She smiled looking at him. She sighed and nodded. "Yes, it was fun, but did you have to throw a tomato at him? Was that truly necessary?" She looked at him and smiled. He looked like a teenager, so much so she wanted to go down on him, but she was trying to remain back and upright watching him.

If he could throw a tomato at his own son, what would he do to her? She shifted and looked out the window and smiled and turned back to him. "Thank you, I did have fun though." She smiled wider and nodded to him.
 
Victor smiled and nodded his head. "We won't get caught. He couldn't see us. Trust me. I'll take care of you." He said as he reached his hand over and placed it on her thigh, giving it a little squeeze before rubbing it. "And yes I did. He deserves it. He's a spoiled little shit who needed a little wakeup. Besides, you can't tell me you didn't like seeing that." He said with a laugh, his hand remaining on her thigh, rubbing it up and down, his hand moving higher and higher. His adrenaline was pumping, and right now he felt invincible.

"Good, I'm glad you had fun. But I don't think that the fun needs to end now." He said as his hand slowly ran into her inner thigh, starting to rub up and down. Victor didn't know what he was doing. It was like his hormones were going wild like when he was in high school again. All he thought about right now was pulling the truck off the road and into a parking lot to fuck her like an animal. Just thinking about it was starting to get him excited. His dick hardening a bit in his jeans, the outline of his cock becoming visible.
 
Angela smiled adn nodded. "I trust you, and yes, I did enjoy seeing it. It was the best gift you could give me." She whispered and smiled. She shut her eyes feeling hsi hand land on her thigh. She was wearing jeans, but she swore she could feel the warmth of his skin. Shutting her eyes, she leaned her head back feeling him ignite every nerve ending on her body. Her body felt so good when he was touching her. She smiled adn then looked at him. "No it doesn't have to end, we can still have fun."

She blushed feeling his hand move up higher adn stroke her thigh. She groaned and blushed as she realized what she had done. He was stroking her getting her hot. She wanted him. And he obviously wanted her. She shifted feeling as if her skin was tightening.
 
Hearing her groan drew a smile to his lips. He knew she was enjoying the attention. His hands worked on her body still, feeling her start to shift to his touch. Looking over at her he could see her starting to grow antsy as he teased her. His hand just rubbing her leg just close to her pussy, but not touching it. Soon his hand slipped down her leg again and moved off, watching her reaction.

"I meant what I said earlier today about what I would do to you if I was still in high school." He said to her as his hand raised up and ran through her hair. Feeling the heat radiating off her face. His fingers then sliding over her lips before his thumb trailed her bottom lip, pushing between them.
 
She blushed adn shifted wanting to shift and arch and move into his touch. She shut her eye and blushed. SHe wanted him to touch her, touch her without any clothes. She sighed softly feeling his hand move off and shut her eyes trying to cool down a bit. She unbuckled and took off her jacket and rebuckled. She was wearing a top but it was tight against her heaving chest and one could faintly make out the erection of her nipples.

"I believe you, by why would you have to be in high school?" She hought to herself as she felt his fingers over her and then felt his thumb enter her mouth and she began to suck having a mouth obsession, she loved to suck and ran her tongue over things. She groaned around his thumb and raised her hand and held his hand and kissed over his palm and over his fingers.
 
Victor felt her almost instantly start to suck on his thumb, watching her work happily on it. Her mouth so skillful as it took him in and started to tease him with her wet tongue. Victor had seen what Angela could do first hand. He'd walked in on his son a couple times getting a blowjob from her, and not once did she stop when she saw him. Almost as if she wanted Victor to see it. To want it. It wasn't till Brian told her to stop that she did.

Victor knew what she was doing. She was speaking to him. Telling him what she wanted without words. Letting him know how hungry she was. And Victor was ready to give her what she wanted. Pulling his hand away again he reached down and started to unzip his jeans. His hand pulled the zipper down before he unbuttoned them. He then looked over at Angela with a smirk, not saying a word.
 
She ran her tongue over that calloused pad of his thumb and between his nail. She smiled and watched as he pulled his thumb away. With a wide grin, she smiled. All those times that he had walked in on her and Brian, she had smiled and winked at him. Continuing to suck teasing him, but when Brian told her to stop she did. Seeing him shift and unzip and unbutton his pants, she looked at him and smiled. Angela sighed adn then unbuckled and then pulled so she was hidden in the floor boards. She then moved over and dipped her hands into his pants searching for that warm skin.

Smiling, she sighed softly and pulled him out and began to stroke him. Then reaching up, she turned on the radio softly. She wrapped her lips around his head and gave one long tentative suck and began to kiss it gently. Running her tongue along the head and urethra, she smiled. SHe then began to suck slowly bobbing her head back and forth and reached in stroking him from the base to where her mouth was slowly working down.
 
Victor watched as she wasted no time. Nothing had to be said to either of them. He watched as she dipped down and eagerly began going to work. Feeling her reach in and pull out his thick, long dick. His cock had already started to harden in his pants, but only got longer and harder in her hands. Letting out a moan as she started to stroke him.

His hands quickly gripped the steering wheel as she began to suck on his tip and began slowly bobbing her head on him. A louder moan filled the truck as one hand moved down and rested on the back of her head, gripping her hair as he felt her taking more and more of him into her pretty mouth. "Mmmmmm god that feels so good Angie." He groaned out as his hips shifted a litte, pushing more of him into her. She seemed to be taking special care of him, taking her time and savoring the feeling of his cock in her mouth. Worshipping him as he drove. It was incredible.
 
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