Age Gap Romance: 3 Erotic Short Stories Part 1: Age Gap Romance, #4

By Honey Quinn

A collection of three erotic short stories centred around age gap romances between an older man and younger woman (all over 18). Contains: My Ex-Boyfriend's Dad Part 1& 2 and Babysitting.

 

These stories contain: M/F erotica, age gap, rough sex, dominant men, female oral, male oral, dom x sub.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Honey Quinn
• Release date: Jun 23, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223926153

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My Ex-Boyfriend’s Dad – Part 1

This story contains: age gap, M/F, female oral.

You ever give your heart to someone and watch them just stomp it straight into the ground? You think just because you’ll take such good care of their heart that you can’t imagine them throwing yours away like that. And then it turns out, they never even gave you their heart in the first place. Probably because they don’t actually have a heart. Just a dead, cold pit.

That happened to me. Like a week ago.

Before then, the name ‘Logan’ would have made me smile so wide my cheeks hurt and give me that giddy, butterfly feeling in my stomach. Now, it makes me want to vomit, slash his tyres, and cry. In that order.

A week since I found out he’d re-installed Tinder (or maybe never deleted it in the first place) and was happily sexting with about a dozen other women. Well, they can have him. Prick.

It still hurts, though.

So, here I am, browsing through the shelves of the closest supermarket and shoving my basket full of gin and junk food.

Maya?

I freeze. The voice is instantly recognisable. I turn slowly on the spot to face him.

Hi, Mr Carter. I manage a weak smile.

Logan’s dad stands across from me. He doesn’t look like Logan – he’s dark-haired and broad whereas Logan is lean and fair – but he’s objectively handsome. God knows why Logan’s mum left him. His eyes flick to the items in my basket, a line of concern appearing between his eyebrows, and I want the ground to swallow me whole.

You doing okay?

Great! I say, too brightly. My voice cracks slightly and I cough to cover it.

We stand awkwardly in silence.

I should get going- I start.

I’m sorry, he interrupts me before I can leave. My eyebrows shoot up. About Logan. That boy is...

Mr Carter closes his eyes and exhales in exasperation.

It’s okay, I say, my voice meek. I’m not normally like this – shy and