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“Shut up Nancy
! That goes for you too, Julie. This man has no business dating a woman who is ten years younger than he is, I don’t care what year it is. Things haven’t changed that much.”
I laughed out loud as I stood up. I felt the anger raging through my body. Steve got a look of apprehension on his face. I spoke to him very deliberately. “Wow, that is very enlightened of you. First of all, you don’t talk to them that way. Second, our age isn’t that big of a deal, and if it is that’s because you are the only person who thinks so. Besides, Julie is a grown woman who makes her own decisions. She doesn’t need you telling her what to think. We don’t need your blessing at all. It’s just a formality.”
“Get out of my house!” Steve yelled at me, but I was already walking toward the door. I wasn’t sure if Julie was coming or staying, but I was not about to waste another moment being in the same room with that moron. The man was intolerable and I knew that even I would have punched his lights out in another minute. I could not take any more of him.
“Ricky!” Julie was calling after me as I headed to the car. I was about halfway down the driveway when she caught up with me. She held on to me and laid her head on my chest. I hugged her to me closely. I loved this woman so much. “Well, I guess that didn’t work,” I said.
Julie started laughing and so did I as I kissed her lightly on the lips. “I love the way you stood up to him. I wish I could do that. He has some kind of control over me. I’m always so scared to voice a real opinion around him. I don’t know what’s happened to my father over the years. When I was a kid he wasn’t like that. Something took hold over him sometime and it’s never let go. He grew into an angry, bitter man.”
I listened as she spoke about her father. It was sad to see a man deteriorate that way, but I knew that some people were just not resilient to the traumas that life can bring to them.
We got in the car and started heading back to my place. I hated that things hadn’t worked out with Julie’s parents, but in a way I was glad because I knew that this would actually bring us closer together in some way. I was there for her no matter what and whatever the big, bad world decided to throw her way, I would be there with her to help her stay safe. Always. When Steve told her to shut up, I very nearly decked him on the spot. I felt a surge of anger course through my body until I was ready to belt him a good one right across the face. But I knew that would cause Julie more pain than it would help anything.
“Life sometimes does that to people,” I said after we were on the road. “There is just something inside you that can twist you around to the wrong forces if you aren’t paying attention. I think you should give your father some time. He will eventually come around.”
“What if he doesn’t?” She asked.
I sighed. “Then that is unfortunate. You have to decide whether it is really that important to you. Do you really need his approval?”
“I don’t,” she said. “I used to think I did. In fact, if I look back on my life at a lot of the things I did and a lot of the things I didn’t do, most of it can be traced to trying to please my father. I grew up watching my mother basically giving in to his every whim and allowing him to gain more power over her. She was raised to stand down and to obey her husband. And when he cheated on her and she got mad enough to kick him out of the house, I thought she’d finally broke free of that mold. As bad as I hated that my parents had split up, I was so proud of her for standing up to him and doing the right thing.”
“So, why did she take him back?” I asked.
“I think it was a variety of reasons. She was kind of stigmatized in our family. She couldn’t keep her husband happy, so he strayed and then she kicked him out. That’s how a few of the older generation of our family saw things. And she knew it was hard on me. And lastly, financial reasons. I know my mother struggled a lot those few years to just put food on the table.”
“I see,” I said. There was a lot of pain in Julie’s past and she hid the pain well, but the scars from that pain would always appear when she least expected it. She had to understand that she couldn’t run from it anymore. I didn’t want to cause her any more pain at the moment, so I kept my thoughts on the subject to myself, but she had to know that I considered her father to be a total coward and a bully. I doubted we would ever get along.
I hoped that would change eventually, but I was sure as hell not going to hold my breath waiting for it. I wanted to give Julie hope, but people like her father did not change unless they really wanted to. They would never really accept that they had a problem unless it started to cause them real stress in their personal life.
I wondered how much of stress that Steve was causing his daughter mattered to him.
Chapter Eighteen
Julie
Watching the way that Ricky stood up to my father had excited me in ways I had never known before. The look on my father’s face when Ricky told him not to talk to me and my mother that way was priceless. He looked like he’d been slapped across the face. In fact, I was certain that Ricky had come close to beating his ass at one point. The man had it coming and it would have satisfied me so to see it happen to him.
But then again, he was my father and I would have felt bad if things had escalated to that level. Ricky had held himself together and walked out before things really got worse and blew up. I wasn’t sure what my father’s plan had been. He’d started in right away picking at Ricky and asking stupid questions until Ricky started to snap back a bit at him. Then Steve couldn’t handle it anymore and he’d had a childish meltdown. It was so stupid. But Ricky had handled it perfectly.
Watching him now, still calm, cool, and collected as he drove down the highway, I found myself getting so turned on. I wanted him badly. The masculine energy that emanated from this man’s being was something that touched me deeply inside and made me wet at the mere sight of him. I’d never known a man could do that to me. And I couldn’t wait any longer to get him inside of me.
I reached over and began to massage Ricky’s crotch, taking him by surprise in the cab of the pickup truck. “Well…what are you doing?” Ricky asked.
I giggled and continued to press against his bulge. It was thickening, and getting harder under my touch. I loved the way it wiggled against me as I moved it around, palming it and stretching it out with my pleasurable grasping motions.
I unbuckled his belt and then reached inside his pants to feel his package bare. In an instant his length was free. He was hard and standing straight up as if waiting for instructions. I continued to fondle him, jerking his member up and down vigorously, watching with a gleefully curious eye at the way it jerked and moved under my touch.
“Fuck,” Ricky said. “I’m going to have to pull over.”
“Oh, am I distracting you?” I teased.
Ricky found a quiet place that was fairly isolated and pulled over. There was a decent amount of shading and cover for us to hide behind.
“Oh, that feels so good,” Ricky said. I stroked him harder now, spitting onto the tip of his member and then using it as some sweet lubrication to intensify the feelings that he had. He looked delicious and I knew that before long, I’d want to taste him. I licked my lips in anxious anticipation of this moment. Yes…
“What do you want me to do with it?” I asked, teasing him, gripping the tip of his manhood as I asked the question. I let my fingers stand up and tickle the top of his wide, girth and then slide down into a full on fisting squeeze as I came down the length of his shaft and then gave him two hard pulsating squeezes at the base.
