Christmas with Jack: A Story About My Dad's Best Friend

Kicking it up another notch, I came up behind him, wrapped my hands around his waist and whispered against his ear, "You have the most delicious body I think I've ever seen."

I hadn't seen Jack, my dad's best friend, in three years. I didn't know what to expect. I'm nineteen now and hadn't fantasized about him in ages, but he was sexier than ever and could still get me wet with just a look. Before we even got out of the airport I knew that I had to see if the reality would live up to my fantasies. But can Jack overlook who I am and that he's more than twice my age long enough to let me give him a Christmas present he'll never forget?