Educating Charlotte: Sizzling Age Gap Instalust Romance

By Daizy Dennis

Can Theodore convince Charlotte not all older men are like her daddy?

Charlie
I’m a young, successful businesswoman. I deserve to be treated as a grown-up and not just as daddy’s spoilt little girl, but boys my age just don’t know how to treat a woman.

Theo
I’ve always felt protective of Charlie. Her father’s best friend since our school days, I watched her grow into a beautiful, independent young woman.
Her family might not notice her, but I do. Especially now she’s all grown up and educated in all the ways but one.
Twice her age, twice the experience, I’ll teach Charlie how to please me, and herself.
How, if she plays by my rules, she’ll learn how to love, and be loved in return.

Daizy Dennis, Delicious Desires
Previously published a collection of short stories.
Age gap, instalust, super steamy secret romance.
Older man, younger woman, sizzling scenes, toys and consensual games.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Daizy Dennis
• Release date: May 11, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005745516

Daizy Dennis

? Steamy romance, adult fiction, x-rated fun, erotic short stories NSFW. Consensual, diverse, curvy and age gap billionaire bosses.Warm flash fiction and hotter longer stories. Strong women, confident men, mostly M/F and always a HEA or at least HFN.?

Book preview

1 - CHARLOTTE

My accountancy firm was moving across the city, so I’d gone rogue and booked a full month off work. Let my assistant take the strain. They loved that type of thing. Organisation kept them alive, or so they told me almost every week, whilst I got distracted by another deal or another opportunity.

It had been hard to switch off for that first week, but now I’d finally settled into late lay-ins and lazy late evenings.

Daddy’s house, my childhood home, seemed as good a place as any to chill out, although it’s obscenely big for just me to rattle around in. The rest of the family away, as ever. Daddy on business in Panama, Mummy with her boyfriend on a Spanish road trip in his ancient classic Jaguar.

My annoying little brother James still at school, ever near graduation. He would be home next week for summer break, and even though I wouldn’t admit it to my annoying as heck sibling, it would be nice not to be alone.

I’d held a couple of usual parties, but that got boring too quickly. In that way you have, with school friends you never see, I’d grown away from them. Too many thought a day at the pool was another excuse to get high. I just didn’t need the hassle or the drugs.

If they wanted to screw up their bodies, end up having multiple nose jobs to fix the damage, then that was their thing, not mine.

So there I was, alone, laying in the sun, luxuriating in the heat on my naked body. I plugged in my ear-pods, listened to some old-school Motown tracks. Not that I’d admit it to daddy, he has good taste in music. I often listen to his playlists instead of my own.

I dribbled sun cream down my thighs, stroked more across my bare tits and stomach, then lay back to feel the scorching sun bronze me just a little more. I know it’s bad for me, but allow me some sin after the hard work I’d put in over the last year.

An hour later…

Bored!

I must have dozed off, woke up to a cool breeze. A shiver prickled down my body, from head to toe, nipples tightened, stomach tensed, thighs shivered. Blinking my eyes open, I looked up to see a small cloud obscuring the high sun.

Through the haze, I saw a peacock on the lawn, strutting his fancy feathers and calling to his girls. Heaven on earth. If that cloud would just flutter on by.

Time for a dip in the pool.

One thing I love about my daddy’s house, when I visit, away from my city apartment life, is the enormous swimming pool. Architect designed for swimming, lounging and having fun, and of course, no nosey neighbours so no reason not to swim naked.

I sat up, discarded the headphones, then padded over to the poolside. Heard daddy’s voice in my head warning me to shower before diving in. I laughed out loud at the idea of my mild rebellion. Me not doing as he said, just for once.

Sucking in a breath, I dived in to swim the length of the pool underwater. Came up, breathless, at the far end of the pool. Out of practice.

The cool water refreshing, hair now slicked back, sticking to the nape of my neck. I swam a few more lengths, self-satisfied at tumble turns and easy strokes, luxuriated in the solitude.

I grabbed up my sunglasses from poolside, floated back to the centre of the pool. Tackling the inflatable sun lounger, I jumped up, rolled on to lay butt-naked in the sun.

Perfect timing.

I felt the full heat of the sun as it emerged from behind the solo cloud. My flushed wet body shivered, then warmed. I relaxed.

The next thing I knew, I was underwater!

2 - THEO

When a lifelong friend asks you to make sure his daughter is safe, you don’t question it. Even if that friend could afford to pay three private security teams to do that same. Even if the daughter is a grown ass entrepreneur CEO who you haven’t seen since she was a teenager. Except in the media, of course.

You definitely check in on her when she is staying in her father’s beautiful, historic mansion, and just so happens to have grown from a gawky teenager into the most beautiful woman you’ve seen.

My flight on time, I hadn’t let her know I was on the way. I assumed, call me naïve, that her father had at least warned her, I’d be dropping by.

To be honest, it had surprised me when he got in touch. A call from overseas, him on yet another of his regular business trips. I didn’t ask about his wife. They’d long since agreed to live apart. She had never settled into marriage or motherhood. Their two children born in quick succession. I always wondered if she had been pregnant at the wedding. She’d soon gained a reputation for seducing younger men and farming out her kids to nannies.

It seemed to work for them, not so much for the kids. Despite that, the two kids seemed happy, successful, if a little wild. I like wild. I’ve been accused of it often enough myself.

James would be staying over at school. The place he seemed to call home. I had concerns about him when his long education came to a close, but for now, his path to academic excellence was his saviour I guess.

I wondered if he’d become a professor and stay forever more at school.

So the call came.

Charlotte would be home alone, and as I had a week or more spare in the country, could I call by?

In my wisdom, I thought pranking her would be a good idea. Don’t ask me why it sounded like a good plan to sneak into a garden and surprise a woman home alone, as a guy. Yeah, not my finest hour.

My wild nature emerging, I guess. It’d been a while.

I’d known the gardener for years, so getting past the security system was a piece of cake.

I hadn’t seen Charlotte, Charlie, for years in the flesh. When I kind of broke in to the estate, knowing she’d be by the pool, the water-baby by nature, I never expected to literally see her naked.

Wow!

I had just locked the gate, the gardener moving on to his next job, when I turned to see her enter the pool. Totally butt ass naked.

Fuck!

She looked truly breathtaking. Beauty even Michelangelo couldn’t do justice.

A body to die for, slim, shapely, bronzed, blonde hair, that perfect symmetry, delicious bone structure. The total package.

I had to stop, stand for a moment in the shadows. I think I held my breath. I definitely said a quick prayer of thanks to the gods for shining down on me, although the heat was on her.

When she dived in, I cursed the water for hiding her from me. I had to do something about that.

That’s when the devil tapped me on the shoulder and suggested I take my surprise arrival to the next stupid or genius level.

I peeled off my clothes, all apart from my snug sports jockies, and carried the bundle to the patio. Stayed far enough from the pool, I knew she wouldn’t see me.

Then I had to do it.

I dived in.

3 - CHARLOTTE

Igulped in a mouthful of pool water.

My heart raced. Shock and fear overwhelmed me.

There were powerful hands on my waist, holding me.

I couldn’t breathe!

I looked up, saw the sunshine through the water. Had to get up there, back to the fresh air, back to… I struggled to swim, to claw my way up, to air, I couldn’t…

The strong, undoubtedly male, hands shifted to my butt and pushed me back up to the surface.

I spluttered, grabbed at the inflatable, pushed my hair out of my eyes, and looked around.

What the fuck just happened?

Spinning around, kicking like a mixer-on-fast-blend, my eyes scanned the water. Blinded by reflections, still, no one was there.

Was I losing the plot?

Maybe dreaming?

I heard a man’s deep laugh and spun around.

‘Hey Charlie!’

I kicked back to see my daddy’s best friend, Theodore, settling his butt on the side of the pool, brazen as you like, laughing at me.

His body dripping as he palmed water from his face, a muscular tanned body, silhouetted in the bright sunshine.

‘Thought I’d pop by and keep you company.’

I sucked in a few lungs of fresh warm air, tried to calm my racing heart. Almost getting my breath back, I coughed, then swore at him.

My godfather was a pain in the ass at the best of times, always had been. I know my mummy thought he led my daddy astray with his antics at university.

Despite knowing him all my life, he’d never actually touched me before, well apart from overly formal adult-to-kid hand shakes and those childish magic tricks of producing coins from behind my ear.

I have to admit, his strength had been a surprise.

In those spilt seconds under water, as my life flashed before my eyes, whilst those hands held my waist, I’d imagined a man my age, a strong manual worker, overtly muscular and uneducated. Someone who had lived a hard life.

Theodore, the billionaire entrepreneur, was anything but that.

In my defence, I’d never been held underwater by a guy before, so didn’t really know what to expect, or how to judge.

The memory of his warm hands on my butt brought a flush to my cheeks.

Oh my god, I was naked, and he’d had his hands on me!

Why wasn’t I furious, outraged?

Why did I now feel anything but?

I tried to convert