Girls Like Her Love Guys Like You: He's Out Of Her League But In Her Bed

By Rebecca Ryatt

What is it about a dad bod? These five sizzling tales from prolific erotica author Rebecca Ryatt features sexy young women (18+) in uninhibited action with men who are old enough to be their fathers – and none of the guys are a Clooney or a Pitt. They are dull, middle-aged, and respectable; well, respectable until the girls get their hands on them...

This book is intended for mature audiences only, and here’s what you’ll get:

Nursing Mr Nolan
Dull Graham Nolan, 49, can’t help but fantasize about his son’s 19-year-old girlfriend Felicity. After all, she is stunningly beautiful. But when the delicious Felicity visits Graham on his day for some career advice, all his fantasies come true...

Doing Mr Doughty
Sexy student Cassidy visits her friend Jade, but she's not in: only Jade's boring, but very sweet dad, Mr Doughty. He invites Cassidy in and a harmless accident with a soft drink turns into some wild, and unforseen antics in the bedroom...

Teaching Mr Till
Lara Langtree, 23, applies for a job at her old college. Five years earlier, the dirty dean Mr Till had humiliated her – but she enjoyed it. And now she's back to teach the middle-aged headmaster a lesson. But who will end up dominating whom?

Measuring Mr Mazari
When 18-year-old blonde Natasha gets a job at Mr Mazari’s shop, she learns that part of her duties will be ‘weights and measures’. But what she ‘weighs and measures’ isn’t what you’d expect in a retail store – not with fat and dirty Mr Mazari around.

Luring Mr Lane
Fifty-year-old Melvyn can’t take his eyes off his son’s prom date, the gorgeous Lila. And when Melvyn has to take hot Lila home, she turns out not to be an innocent teen, but a confident young woman who knows what she wants – and she wants him.

Get your copy now and enjoy these lucky older guys getting it on with hot, sexy girls (18+).

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rebecca Ryatt
• Release date: Nov 22, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463915752

Rebecca Ryatt

Rebecca Ryatt is a prolific author of erotica. Although primarily a writer of fiction, she has also published a how-to guide for would-be erotica authors called You Can Write Erotic Fiction: How To Build Your Sexy Story With 9 Secret Beats. Formerly a journalist, she has also done her fair share of other jobs including fruit picker and shelf stacker. She also plays the piano and performed as a singer-songwriter for a while. Writing at her kitchen table while drinking a cup of coffee, she loves to hear from her readers and can be contacted on Twitter @rebeccaryatt.

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Copyright 2018 Rebecca Ryatt

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‘Funny and raunchy!’

‘... hilarious and lewd and a bit disturbing, but I liked it and the writing is good... ’

‘I finished this story in one sitting, very moving and brought me back to my youth again a long time ago’

‘I enjoyed the read and found it quite thrilling’

‘Read this book it will make you laugh, cry and cum up a storm!’

‘Just dirty... that is how I like it... quick hot read! Will be reading this author again’

‘For those who enjoy this particular fetish (old man/young girl), this will be a great read. I think the author is a skilled writer’

‘Rebecca Ryatt... puts you in the story, making you feel like it's happening to you. You don't feel as if you’re reading, just seeing and feeling the story’

‘Once I started I didn't want to put it down. She's that good’

Table of Contents

Nursing Mr. Nolan – His Son’s Girlfriend

Doing Mr. Doughty – Her Best Friend’s Dad

Teaching Mr. Till – Disciplining Her Old Headmaster

Measuring Mr. Mazari – The Older Asian Shopkeeper

Luring Mr. Lane – His Son’s Hot Prom Date

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Nursing Mr. Nolan – His Son’s Girlfriend

‘HAVE you always wanted to be a nurse, Felicity?’ asked Graham Nolan.

‘Yes, always,’ said the gorgeous 19-year-old blonde girl sitting opposite him in his living room.

‘That’s very caring of you,’ he said, stirring.

It was difficult not to stir in Felicity Trent’s company. She was stunning, with her long, golden locks, her big blue eyes, those perfect red lips and that curvaceous young figure. She had been dating Graham’s 20-year-old son, Gary, for three months – and Dad often fantasized about what his fortunate son was up to with the stunning Miss Trent. In fact, Graham masturbated using those fantasies. The thought of Felicity undressed, doing dirty things, sent him into a tail spin. At the mere mention of the girl, Graham would have to excuse himself and find a quiet corner for some relief. Masturbating had never been so thrilling. It was better by far than the obligatory once-a-month grunt he endured with his wife. For years sex had been tedious with Mrs. Nolan. But now, at least, with Felicity on the scene, he could enjoy some exciting times on his own.

Graham was 49 years old, a librarian. Were anyone to call him a dull man, he would not disagree. He was grey, from head to toe – hair, turning grey; eyes, grey; cardigan, grey; trousers, grey; outlook on life, grey.

That day Felicity had arrived unexpectedly on his doorstep. He was on a day off. His wife was at work, and his son at college. So having Felicity visit him when he was home alone gave him a little thrill. Although not illicit, of course, it felt so. He pretended that she fancied him, and that they had a secret rendezvous arranged. It had got him very excited, from the moment she had called him earlier and asked if she could come over and ask his advice.

When she arrived, wheeling a small pink suitcase, Graham wondered what was going on. Looking delicious in a vest top that accentuated her perfect bust, and a short, flirty skirt that showed off her smooth, athletic legs, Felicity perched on the sofa, the suitcase next to her like a faithful dog. Graham thought that he would like to be her faithful dog. He swooned and pulled himself together.

Initially he had wondered if she was here to end, by proxy, the relationship with his son. Her suitcase already packed, she would then jump on a train or a plane and flee, leaving Graham with the task of breaking the bad news to his unlucky son.

But that was not the case. Nor was it the suitcase, which remained a mystery for the moment.

‘Now then,’ he said after taking a while to drink in the beauty of his son’s girlfriend and form one or two embryonic fantasies about her with which he would pleasure himself later, ‘how can I help you, Felicity?’

He had hoped she would reply with, ‘By taking my knickers down for me and filling me with your hot cum, Mr. Nolan,’ but this transpired not to be her request (although later he would reflect on this and realize that maybe it was so).

‘You’re so clever, Mr. Nolan,’ she said sweetly.

‘Why, thank you,’ he said, blushing.

‘You read a lot of books and you work in the library.’

‘Yes, I do, but... ‘He hesitated, not wanting to undermine the girl’s delusion. He certainly worked in the library. He certainly was well read. But as to how clever he was, that was debatable. He was no mastermind. If he were, he would not be filing books for a living.

Not wishing to disillusion the foxy Felicity, he said, ‘How can I help you, please tell me?’

She shuffled in her seat. Graham quivered. He imagined her knickers rubbing against her bottom, her pussy wet and hot between her smooth inner thighs.

‘Well, you see,’ she said, ‘I’ve got a career in mind and to be honest, Mr. Nolan, as I say, you’re the cleverest man I know, so I thought I would ask your advice about it.’

‘Yes, of course,’ he said.

‘I want to be a nurse.’

‘Oh, how lovely,’ said Graham, thoughts of being treated by Felicity flooding his mind.

‘Before I decide, I really want to see what it’s like.’

‘I understand.’ He wasn’t sure where this was going but he was perfectly happy to entertain her thought process. At least he could gaze at her longingly, and after she had gone he could use the images installed in his mind to enjoy a good masturbation session. He was already quite hard, and hoped Felicity had not noticed the swelling in his pants. ‘So how do you imagine I can assist?’

‘Well, you see, Mr. Nolan, my friend said I should practice at being a nurse.’

His mouth fell open. His stomach fizzed with excitement. ‘I... I see... practice.’

‘Yes, you know, carrying out procedures and what not.’

‘P... p... procedures, Felicity?’

She blushed. It accentuated her beauty and augmented his desires.

She said, ‘Yes, Mr. Nolan. Things like, well, things like giving bed baths and... and... playing with old men’s bits and bobs.’

He nearly passed out.

‘Not that I’m saying you’re old, Mr. Nolan,’ she stressed quickly. ‘I mean, you know... older, is what I meant. Older men. Men I don’t... don’t fancy.’

Graham was in a state by now. He