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Anyone who loves Terry Silver, would definitely do this, if they had the chance. Am I right?😏😍💚
In your own personal opinions, which ones out of these 8 choices, would you choose for Older Terry Silver to hold you? 😏😍💚
He's Such A TIGer (Totally Irresistible Gentlemen)
#He's Such A Dream #If You Know What I Mean
[Verse 1] Do You Know What I Mean? Ooh He's A Dream He Could Pull Any Girl That He Wants But He's Into Me Oh Can't You See? If You Knew Him You Would Understand Why
[Chorus] He's Such A TIGer Totally Irresistible Gentleman Cool And Collected Hot And Heavy He Doesn't Need A Gimmick To Get Attention
[Verse 2] He's The One With The Gleam He's The One That They Mean When They Say "All The Girls Wanna Dance With" But He's Into Me Oh Can't You See? If You Knew Him You Would Understand Why
[Chorus] He's Such A TIGer Totally Irresistible Gentleman Cool And Collected Hot And Heavy He Doesn't Need A Gimmick To Get Attention He's Such A TIGer Totally Irresistible Gentleman Cool And Collected Hot And Heavy He Doesn't Need A Gimmick To Get Attention
[Chorus] He's Such A TIGer Totally Irresistible Gentleman Cool And Collected Hot And Heavy He Doesn't Need A Gimmick To Get Attention He's Such A TIGer Totally Irresistible Gentleman Cool And Collected Hot And Heavy He Doesn't Need A Gimmick To Get Attention
Girl! where u at? I miss someone finaly making terry silver stories. why u quiet? u alright?
Hi anon
I'm afraid I'm unable to be on tumblr for a while, due to some issues I'm having at home, and now being able to do things after a hand injury. While that's all healed now, I'm afraid life is difficult at the moment, and once I'm in a better place, I'll be writing on hear again. I do have story requests that a few people have sent, I haven't forgotten about them. But I just don't have the time right now. But when I do, stories will be posted on hear again. Thanks 💚
Terry Silver X Reader
Contains: Strong language/swearing/mentions of sexual content/attempted assult
Part 5/5
Ever since that night in the private club, you and Terry haven't been able to keep your hands off eachother. He'd be around your place, or you'd go to his, and you would both end up breathless once you were finished. And it wasn't just the club that included the toys and special 'play' time, it was nearly ever time, his use of vibrators always took you over the edge. There was even a few times, he'd ask if you wanted to do something a little risky, a little dangerous, in a public kind of way. He'd ask you to....insert a device....that he'd have the remote for. And whenever he felt like it, he'd press a button. You'd attempt to do your best, and remain calm while in public, but that was a lot easier said than done. Most of those moments ended with you dragging Terry into some kind of unoccupied room or area, and you'd both fuck eachothers brains out! This was the real sex life you wanted for so long, no other man had made you feel this way, only him. It had been a good 4 months that you and Terry had been doing this, but that's not to say he didn't still treat you like his queen. He'd buy you a bouquet of your favourite flowers, take you for romantic strolls along the beach, spoil you in restaurants or with shopping trips, hold you close at night, kiss away the dark thoughts on a bad day, and was pretty much, the perfect man for you. Even your fear of what your family might think was nothing to worry about. You'd explained the situation to your parents and friends, and when they heard about Jack, and the drastic change in you with how happy you were now, they accepted your choices. They even met Terry one night, and despite the age gap, they could all see how happy he made you, and welcomed him to the family, and much preferred him to Jack. With things being so wonderful with Terry, you'd actually completely forgotten about Jack, and the fact that he was still kept in jail. But unfortunately, Jack was about to re-enter yours and Terry's life, in the most awkward, and unexpected of times. Jack called a friend and asked him to bail him out, and as soon as he did, he was back at your front door, banging and demanding to see you. But......nothing? Why was there no response or call from the police?
"The fuck? She's not hear? But she doesn't work on a weekend. I can't call her, I don't have her new number, oh! Maybe dad"
Jack's calls Terry's phone, but there's no answer, just a long wait, followed by an answering machine voice.
"Damn it! What the hell could he be doing?! I need to know where she is right now! I'd better go around to dad's house and get his help. He owes me that at least. Old fucker didn't even bail me out!"
Jack stormed over to Terry's house without a second thought, knocking on his front door, met with the same thing he faced at your apartment, silence.
"For fuck sake! Open the door! Ooooh? Looks like the back gate is open"
He didn't even care that this was technically breaking in, he just did whatever he wanted. Slipping in through the glass door, Jack started walking around downstairs, but noone was there. Just then, he heard what sounded like a loud thud upstairs, Terry was home, brilliant, Jack thought. He marched up the stairs, headed straight to Terry's bedroom, but when he swings the door open, he's met with an extremely unexpected sight. There, on the bed and under the sheets, his dad was on top of you, fucking you hard into the mattress, the room filled with the sounds of you both moaning in pleasure and slapping skin.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?!?"
Hearing Jack's voice shocked you both, and Terry hurriedly climbed off of you and covered himself with the quilt, as you did the same with the sheet, sitting up against the bed frame.
"Dad!! What the fuck are you doing?! Y/N your, your fucking my dad?!"
"Jack, we-we thought you were still in jail!"
"Not anymore dad! My friend helped me out! Now what the hell is this bullshit?! Y/N! Your cheating on me with my fucking dad?!"
"I'm not cheating on you Jack. You were the one who slept with someone else when we were together, and I dumped you! We aren't together anymore, and we never will be again!"
"That's bullshit! I didn't cheat!"
"I literally caught you fucking another woman!"
"And I have just walked in on you fucking my dad!"
During this spat, Terry manages to put his black jogging bottoms on, his black vest, and stands inbetween the bed and Jack, as it looked like Jack was going to reach out for you.
"Jack, Jack! Look, I'm sorry you had to see this. This isn't the way I wanted you to find out. I was going to come and visit you to tell you about me and Y/N"
"Wait a minute-wait a minute! You mean.....this isn't just a one off?! You've done this more than once?!"
"Y......yes.........we've.......we've actually been.....together for 4 months now"
"4 months!? You've been fucking my girlfriend for 4 months?!"
"She's not your girlfriend anymore Jack"
"The hell she isn't! Y/N! You get out of that bed and come with me!"
You can't believe he still thinks he's going out with you, after everything, he's crazy!
"Like hell am I going anywhere with you! Your a fucking psycho! Why can't you just please get it through your head that I'm not with you anymore?! We're not a couple! I've moved on! And your not going to control me! I'm not your property!"
"You wanna bet?! I had you first, which makes you mine! And only mine! Only I can have you! Dad, move the fuck out of the way, I'm taking Y/N home"
"Your not going anywhere with her. Your a danger Jack. To her, other woman, and yourself"
"Why are you protecting her?! It's not like you love her or anythi-"
"I do."
"H-hold up, what?! What did you just say?!"
"......I do love her Jack. And even from you, I'm going to protect her with everything I've got. The way your behaving...acting....your no son of mine. And it's not my fault you can't treat woman with respect. So yes, even though your my biological son, and she was with you first.....I love her with all my heart. So....leave her alone.....get out....never come back.........or I'll call the police"
"You-you can't be serious! Y/N, tell me you guys aren't serious about this!"
"........I've already introduced him to my parents Jack........it's not a joke....we're not screwing with you. Despite how we ended up together, the age gap and that he's your dad.....my friends....my family...my parents.....they accept us. And they think we're actually perfect for eachother. I.......I love him too Jack. And I can't help the way I feel. Please.......we didn't mean to hurt you.....but please, leave me alone......let me be happy....and free of you"
"...I..............I can't believe this.........how could you do this to me Y/N?"
"This was a suprise to both me and your dad when it first happened. But.....I care about him. Please....please just leave"
Terry nods in agreement with you, this was awkward enough as it is. But, despite you and Terry explaining how you felt about eachother, and that this whole thing wasn't to hurt Jack, it would appear, he was just a spiteful person through and through.
"You know what?! Fuck this! Your too old for her! And you belong to me bitch! Get up!"
Jack reaches out to grab you by the arm, you flinch, but thank god Terry pulls him away before Jack can get close enough. He uses his skills as a sensei, to put Jack on the floor, and stop him from moving anywhere.
"Sweetheart, get dressed and call the police"
You didn't even hesitate. You grabbed your clothes and got dressed as Terry kept Jack down, calling the police to come immediately after. That didn't stop Jack from trying to fight back though.
"Get off me you old fuck! The bitch is mine!"
"Speak about her in that way again Jack, go on, I dare you"
Terry said menacingly, twisting Jack's wrist in just a way, that even a single movement could snap it.
"Ow ow ow! Alright alright!"
"Good. Now shut it until the police get hear"
By the time the police had arrived, you were waiting downstairs to let them in, and bring them to Jack, who was still being held by Terry. After putting him in cuffs and leading him to the police car, you and Terry were able to explain the situation, and Jack's threatening behaviour. Thankfully by that time, Terry had changed into some better clothes, and not something thrown on after Jack barged in. Not only that, but Terry had CCTV footage of Jack banging on the door, then sneaking onto Terry's property and into the house without his permission. Jack was starting to get quite a reputation with the police. According to the officer, Jack had previous charges against him in other relationships. And that he had been warned multiple times to stop, but he ever has. If you had any idea he was this crazy, you'd never had got with him in the first place. But, now that you wanted to press charges, Jack was going to prison, indefinitely. The police warned him that if he did this kind of thing again, he was going inside, and not being released. He was deemed a danger to others and himself, and he wouldn't be allowed parole. While that was a relief to you, and you felt safe knowing you wouldn't have to feel unsafe with him sculking around, you did feel bad for Terry. Having to take your side instead of his own flesh and blood, you couldn't help but feel guilty. The police took Jack away, and left you and Terry in peace. But what we're you supposed to do or even say right now? You tried to keep your distance from Terry when he was waving the police cars off, slipping upstairs and tidying up the mess you and him made, but your mind was filled with a guilty voice, telling you this all wouldn't have happend if not for you. You were with Jack first, you crossed the line with his dad, what's to say Terry might not want to-
"Sweetheart? (Gently holds your shoulder) Are you ok? You just left and-oh...oh sweetheart come hear (holds you against his chest) There's no need to cry. Your safe now. I'm not going to let Jack near you again"
"It's not that Terry (sniffs and cries) I'm so sorry this all happened. It's all my fault"
"Hey, why would you think that?"
You pull back a little, allowing yourself to look up at him, as he sweetly wipes your tears.
"If I hadn't have slept with you, there wouldn't be this rift between you and Jack. And he's your child, your blood. I've come inbetween you both and ruined that. If it wasn't for me, you and Jack wouldnt have fought or had any issues. And he wouldn't be on his way to prison either"
"No no no, you didn't do this. None of this is not your fault. Mine and Jack's relationship wasn't going to last, even if you weren't in the picture"
"R....really?"
"Yes. He's a nasty little boy who manipulates and frightens women. I don't want to be associated with someone like that, despite him being blood related. Besides, he didn't want a father/son relationship with me. He was only after my money, and anything he could guilt out of me. But I'm not gunna fall for any of that. And you shouldn't feel guilty for any of this. Believe me, you've done nothing wrong"
"Then why do I feel this way? Why can't I stop feeling like the bad guy?"
"Because of your kind heart. You and I both know, you could never hurt a fly. That's just one of the many things I love about you"
"Well...you say that......but I did kinda slap Jack in the face when I walked in on him sleeping with Kaitlyn"
"Well that's just karma, and a very satisfying moment at that! I bet you loved it, come on, admit it"
"It.....helped me release my anger"
"Well then.......how about I.....help you release this guilt? Hm? I personally don't think any woman can think of anything.....when her favourite little vibrator is making her forget how to even speak......"
"Terrance Silver! You are insatiable"
"But you love it don't you?"
"Maybe I do.....why don't you........find out?"
"Sweetheart........it will be my pleasure.........now......let's finished what we started......."
Terry Silver X Reader
Contains: Strong language/swearing/NSFW! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!/sexual content/sexual intercourse/use of toys/dirty talk/ice play/sexual devices/sub dom play
Part 4/5
After tossing and turning most of the night, you woke up the next morning, had a coffee and woke yourself up. Your mind was back on the issue at hand, what happened between you and Terry. And you were right to sleep on it, because today you were a lot calmer, and didn't require freezing water to reset yourself. Anyway, sipping your coffee, you had a long thought about what you should or shouldn't do. On one hand, Jack is your ex boyfriend, he was a complete asshole to you, and sleeping with his dad would make you just as bad as him in a sence, and there's certain lines that shouldn't be crossed, aka, sleeping with your ex's dad. But, on the other hand......Terry's been nothing but kind and understanding to you. He's respected your choices, helped you when you were feeling low, given you advice and space, and despite what Jack's done, still wanted to be a part of your life, even though your not with Jack anymore. So, in this sence, Terry seems like the better man hear. In emotional..........and physical sence........oh man, the way he made you feel last night.....was indescribable. Jack has slept with you many times since you were together, but not once, did you feel pure, wild, passionate sexual desire the way Terry made you feel. When you were with him, it felt like it was beyond passion. It felt like he wanted to devour you, all of you....and that was addictively intoxicating. Even remembering his lips, and the way he kissed you last night is making you squeeze your legs together, whatever hold this man has over you, you didn't want it to stop.....you wanted more......you needed more. In fact, who gives a fuck what others think about you? Your a grown woman! If there's something you want, you should take it! And you want Terry! You want him to leave you breathless, cover you in bite marks, make your lungs burn, leave you unable to even speak by the end of it all. Jesus christ......you needed this. Grabbing your phone, you text him, hoping he'll reply.
{Hi Terry}
{Good morning sweetheart. I hope your ok, I'm sorry if last night made you feel uncomfortable}
{Actually, that's the thing Terry. It doesn't}
{It doesn't?}
{Nope. I....I was actually hoping we could speak, face to face? I feel it may be easier than texting. Are you ok with that?}
{Absolutely. Where do you want to meet?}
An hour later, you were stood in your local park, sat on a bench while watching the dogs play, waiting for Terry. Seeing him coming in the distance, you stand, quickly checking yourself over to see if you look ok.
"Hi sweetheart. How are you?"
"I'm ok, thank you. And thanks for meeting me"
"Of course. So, you wanted to talk?"
"I do........I think.........I think I just panicked last night. My mind just stopped me, told me what I was doing was wrong"
"And that's why you left"
"Yes. But...after some time to think, I realised...... I do really like you"
"You do?"
"Yes Terry. And I can't keep denying it. I....I am attracted to you, when you were wearing that vest.....I don't know......something in me just...."
He takes a step forward, closer to you.
"Terry, was last night something to you, or was it just the spur of the moment thing?"
"Of course last night was something to me. Y/N, ever since I've known you, I've always thought you were too good for Jack. You deserve a real man. I just...didn't know there was a chance....I could be that man. I want to...but it's your choice"
"I was.......I was thinking about this whole thing this morning, and last night. And you know what?........I'd like to see what's between us. If you want the same thing....I'd like to explore this...whatever this is"
"Are you sure?"
"I am. And I quite frankly don't care who knows it. I want......I want you Terry"
".....(Steps up to you, holding your chin) I want you too Y/N"
He tilts his head to the side, leaning in and kissing you once again. You craved those lips since last night, and now that he was doing it again, with a slow, sensual desire, it practically made you weak at the knees.
"So.......where do we go from hear?"
"You want my honest answer?"
"I do Terry"
"I want to take you home....kiss every inch of your beautiful body....and leave you breathless beneath me"
"Oh.....Terry....."
"But......I think you deserve the full works....."
"The full works? What do you mean?"
"Oh ho, my sweet Y/N......I could tell from how you acted last night.....you haven't had real sex for a long time...have you?"
"What do you mean by 'real sex'?"
"(Chuckles).....How do you feel about coming out with me tonight?"
"Where to?"
"A.....private club"
"Club? Like a dance club?"
"Oh no sweetheart.......it's a place I help fund, as it brings in plenty of business. They've got a private room away from the others just for me, as a thanks for funding them. I've yet to use it, and noone else is allowed to book it. I was waiting for the right lady to bring there.....it's......an enjoyable experience.....if that's something you'd like to try?"
"So....it's a private room....just the two of us....where we can.....experiment?"
"Oh yes sweetheart"
"Like, 50 shades of grey experiment?"
"Oh trust me.........as long as you want it....I'll give 50 shades of grey a run for it's money...."
Holy shit!!! Is this really happening?! Terry's offering to take you to a private club, and bend to your every desire! Jack never did anything like this for you!
"I'd....like that....very much Terry"
"Then my beautiful seductress....I will pick you up for dinner at 6......and take you to the club.....for the night of your life......"
That evening, you were more than excited, you were eager to enjoy your time with Terry, both emotionally....and intimately....You couldn't stop thinking about being physical with him, the image of those muscular arms....your hands unzipping his trouser-(ding dong) Oh! He's hear to pick you up! You tried to keep your cool the whole way there to the restaurant, and even when he drove you to the club, on the inside, you were practically screaming. He even did that hand on the thigh thing as he drove 🥵 You made sure before you left, to wear the best clothes. A gorgeous...easily 'accessible' dress.....and a black and blue laced bra and underwear set. If you were gunna get laid tonight, you were gonna dress for the occasion!
Dinner was amazing, he was romantic, listened intently to everything you said, he even held your hand, giving you that trademark kiss on it, only this time, he kept searing eye contact with you. Oh man when he did that, your legs instinctively crossed....and Terry smirked, knowing his affect on you. It wasn't even time to pay for the check, and you wanted him so bad. Again, being the smooth gentleman he his, he paid for dinner and opened your car door, which you were not used to. It would seem, so far, you ended up with the wrong guy at first. But now, you've got the real man taking you out on the town. A short drive later, Terry takes you by the hand and leads you into this very sophisticated looking building, like a super posh hotel/nightclub, you'd never been in a place like this before. Walking up to the front desk, the receptionist instantly recognised Terry, and he was more than glad we was hear.
"Good evening Mr Silver"
"Good evening Nathan. Is our room ready?"
"It certainly is sir, and it's been filled with everything you requested. It's nice to finaly have you hear to experience our facilities. If you'll please follow me"
This guy wore a smart suit, neat hair and spoke so charmingly. You couldn't believe this was a place people would go to do this kind of thing, and yet, hear you were. Following Nathan through the corridors and up stairs, you did whisper to Terry.
"Terry?"
"Yes?"
"Is there really a room just for you?"
"Just for us sweetheart. Noone will disturb us, and our room is far away from other people. So we don't hear them.....and they won't hear us"
"Hear we are Mr Silver. Your room key, and I hope you both have an enjoyable evening"
He happily left back down the hallway, allowing Terry to unlock the door and lead you inside. And oh my god........this was definitely a play room if ever you'd seen one. There were all sorts in hear! A massive bed, circular mirror right above it, a bottle of champagne on ice, a purple lighted steam room with a hot tub beside it, a large box of toys and gadgets, and most interestingly...a tall wooden X against the wall...that seemed to have handcuffs...both up high, and down low.....oh wow.
In your moment of amazement at this room, filled with many erotic possibilities, the sound of the door closing and locking behind you, almost made you jump. Now, your eyes were set on Terry, again, he kept such deep, consecrated eye contact with you, even as he walked over to the bed, putting his jacket on the black quilt.
"So Y/N......what do you think?"
"What do I think?.......I don't know how to think right now. This place is.....just....wow"
"Are you nervous?"
"No. Not in the slightest"
"Good....(slowly walks up to you) Now.....I know.....I want you....in every way.....shape or form......but what I want to know......is what you want...........tell me....(holds your chin with his finger and thumb) tell me what you want to feel....want to do....want to experience......"
Oh shit! That damn voice of his! You honestly thought if he was going to keep talking to you in that deep, smooth tone, you'd just fall to your knees then and there.
"I.........I wanna feel......beautiful......"
"Yes..."
"I want....to feel sexy......desired......I want you to crave me....all of me......"
"I promise you, that will happen......"
"I want to know what it's like to be taken over....by pleasure.....by you......I want you Terry......"
"That's it sweetheart....tell me more....."
"I want to feel you.......your body.....your tounge....lips....your...(glancing at his groin).....Everything......I wanna feel everything......every inch......every touch.....I want you"
"(Chuckle) Good girl....(strokes your bottom lip with his thumb) But....before we start....I need a safe word from you. Incase what we're doing isn't what you like, if your uncomfortable, or you feel unsafe. What's your safe word sweetheart?"
"Um?......Dojo"
"Dojo it is......and a signal, incase you.....can't speak?"
"I think....2 quick taps. Or I'll blink 2 times, clearly to you"
"Good. Communication is important for this place, and what we're going to get up too. And now, just one more question....... are you ready to do this with me?"
"....Yes Terry..."
"Are you ready to let yourself go......give yourself over to pleasure......allow me, to make your body feel wave after wave, of pure, raw, sexual desire?"
"I am Terry"
"I have your permission to use toys on you.....take control.....make you mine"
"Yes Terry"
".....Tell me........tell me how much you want me"
"Terry.......I don't care if I'm screaming.....crying.....begging you to slow down.....shut me up....and fuck me.....keep going until I can't walk.....or even say your name anymore"
"Your wish, sweetheart.....is my command...."
His hand slipped to your neck, gently wrapping his fingers around, and leaning in to finaly kiss you once again. Oh god, the taste of his mouth, his tounge, made you wet right then and there. As if the little conversation you just had wasn't enough. Reaching up, your hands rest on his chest, slowly unbuttoning his white shirt, your fingertips almost tickling his bare chest. But Terry wanted more. Still kissing you deeply, his hands move to the bottom of your little black dress, carefully pulling it up, and taking it off over your head and arms.
"Huh...........your even more beautiful than I imagined"
"Oh yeh.....well how about you stop imagining and kiss me"
You pull him by the neck, straight back to your lips, hungry for him, craving him. You practically tear his shirt off, throwing it to the floor, and finaly running your hands down his strong bare chest. Holy shit, this man's pecs were huge! You wondered if you could leave bite marks on them? But that thought would have to wait. In your haste to reach his belt and zipper, Terry grabbed you wrists, and pushed you up against the large wooden X against the wall. Your whole body shivered, you wanted this kind of passion for so long, and now it was finaly happening. Not looking away from you, he locks your hands in each of the handcuffs, standing back and watching you get more and more turned on.
"I think it's time......for something a little different...."
Reaching into the large box of toys, he pulls out a red, laced blindfold, cocking his eyebrow as he approaches you.
"Close your eyes for me sweetheart..."
Doing exactly as you were told, he looped the blindfold around your head, and tightened it just enough. Oh god, why did he have to tease you by running his finger tips down your neck to your cleavage before standing away?
"You look so beautiful for me sweetheart. Ready for me to do, whatever I want.....you want that?"
"Yes Terry. God yes"
He doesn't answer back, but a strange sound does catch your attention. It sounds like the champagne bottle, but he hasn't opened it, that's weird? But you were about to find out, it wasn't the champagne he was after. A sudden freezing cold feeling is felt on your neck, making you gasp. It was wet, frozen, and Terry was smoothing it over your skin like he was drawing a slow picture. He was teasing you with an ice cube!
"Look at all this bare....hot...skin....I need to cool you down....."
He says in that deep tone, slowly moving the ice cube further and further down. From your neck...across your collar bone....inbetween your cleavage....oh, but then, you felt Terry's other hand slip around your back, unhooking your bra with one swift move. And seconds after it falls to the floor, you feel him cupping your breast, and moving the ice cube in little circles around your hardening nipple.
"(Gasps!)"
"(Chuckle).....I love the way your body reacts to me......lets not forget.....the other..."
He changed to the left, and did exactly the same with the other breast, teasing your nipple with the ice, you've never had this done to you before, and it was driving you insane.
"Oh god"
"That's it sweetheart....let me hear that beautiful voice of yours"
You assumed he'd just move the ice cube all over your body, then stop. But oh no...he knew exactly where it was going, and there was a reason he hasn't removed your underwear yet.......Just as he got to your underwear line, he slowly slipped his fingers into them, and placed the ice cube.....right on your-"
"(Gasps!) Oh god! Huh! Oh shit! That's so cold Terry"
"Oh I know...(his hand wraps around your neck) Feel it....feel it soaking you even more.....(squeezes slightly) Feel it make you.....such more tender for me...."
"Huh! Oh...oh shit...it's so cold...so cold-"
Terry crashes his lips against yours, wanting to feel you moan into his mouth, as you squirm in his grip, and unable to do anything about it. He keeps kissing you, feeling you shake, and wince into his mouth, until he pulls away, and removes the ice before it's completely melted, it left you breathless, and your legs feeling like jelly.
"Such a good girl...."
His mouth found your neck, his lips, his tongue, trailed along the very same areas the ice cube had been. He kissed slowly, down your neck and collarbone...your bare breasts....down your stomach and belly button....and finaly, he was on his knees infront of you. It was killing you that you couldn't see him, but loves that you could feel him. The sound of his sexy growl made you giggle and shudder, next was his teeth, biting and pulling at your underwear.....you could feel his hot breath inbetween your legs, his large hand slipping under your right thigh, and putting it on his shoulder.....this man was the king of seduction! His finger slides into your underwear, pulls them to the side.....
"Huh! Oh fuck! Oh shit!"
Terry started devouring you like a man starved, like if a man is given a last meal, he was full on buried inbetween your legs. His tounge felt so good, it flicked and he sucked and kissed in exactly the right spots, and he most definitely found the sweet spot! Giving that intense attention, over and over, his tounge flicked, making you squirm on the X. You swear, no other man you've been with has been able to find the clit, and yet, Terry knew exactly where to find yours, and he was going IN on it! The only thing that could make this soon to be leg shaking orgasm that much sweeter, was if you were able to entangle your fingers in his gorgeous, thick, lions mane hair, but you couldn't. You were locked up, being tortured in the best way, and at the mercy of Terry's tounge. You were finally able to go over the edge, when his two fingers slipped inside you, curling and moving in just the right direction and speed. You were gone, completely gone! Moaning, gasping, wriggling in the handcuffs as you ride out this amazing orgasm with Terry. Honestly, if you weren't being held up by the cuffs when Terry stood up, you'd definitely collapse to your knees.
"Aww....look at you sweetheart.....all flustered and sweating......and you tasted sweeter than I ever imagined......but now......it's your turn...."
Unlocking the handcuffs, he was gentle in helping you to your knees, propping a soft pillow underneath them. But your hands were straight back in the cuffs, only on the lower level. Because like he said, it was your turn. Feeling his breath on your neck, Terry whispered into your ear.
"I wanna see how much you can take......not just of me....but inbetween those gorgeous legs......"
He slipped the blindfold off your eyes, and there infront of you he knelt, holding a purple device.
"Let's find.....the right spot...."
He says in a deep voice, sliding the device into your underwear, and making sure it rested right on top of your most sensitive area. It made you shudder, the anticipation was killing you, and it was made even more exciting as you watched Terry stand back up, slowly pulling his belt away, and unzipping his trousers.
"Are you gunna be a good girl?"
"Yes Terry"
"Your pretty little mouth is all mine, isn't it?"
"Yes Terry....."
"Good......you remember the signal? If it's too much for you?"
"I do...."
"Good....."
He took a step closer, his groin now directly infront of your face, one hand in his boxers, the other holding the remote of your little toy.
"I wanna hear your sweet voice......."
He pushed the button, instantly turning on the device, sending vibrations through you.
"Oh! Oh.....Oh fuck...."
"That's it's sweetheart......let me hear you...."
"God Terry.....this feels.....oh god it feels so good.....I want more.....I want-"
But before you can beg for anything from him, with your mouth open before him, he slid himself in, fully, stuffing you full of himself. The second he did that, along with his moan and grunt, it just turned you on even more.
"Oh shit! Oh....your mouth feels so good .....oh.....and you take me so well. Ugh...yes...(keeps going, holding the back of your head)"
His movements gradually increased in speed, and depth. Each time, making you take more and more of him, it was one of the hottest experiences you'd ever had. Inbetween your legs felt like they are on fire, feeling orgasms nearly every minute, but unable to speak with Terry's large cock in your mouth. You didn't know how muh longer you could keep going, despite desperately wanting to. Your legs were like jelly, tears ran down your cheek from the intensity of the vibrations, feeling wetter and wetter, while still taking Terry in your mouth.
"You good sweetheart? Yeh? (Sees you nod) Good, because I'm close....I'm so close.....oh......you want me to stop?...huh? You wanna tell me to stop? But you can't can you? Because you can't say a fucking word with my cock in your mouth can you? Oh, but you look so pretty like this.....fuck, I love it"
His pace quickened, making a fist in your hair, you know he was about to cum.
"Oh oh fuck! Are you gunna be a good girl? Be a good girl and-ugh!"
Holy shit! He couldn't control himself, the noises he was making were delicious, and it made it 10 times better, because he came at the exact same time you felt your own big one, now that was fucking amazing. He paused the device on his remote, removed himself from your mouth, where you were almost crying, gasping, and moaning. Despite the device being stopped, your legs were shaking, and any move you made, even a twitch, felt like too much, like another orgasm was seconds away. Kneeling down to you once more, Terry held your face tenderly, kissing you deeply.
"(Chuckles) Did you enjoy that sweetheart?"
"(Breathless) Yes...Yes Terry..."
"Are you ready for more?"
"Yes......please yes"
"(Chuckles) Let m help you up..."
Removing your hands from the large X, he scoops you up, and takes you over to the bed, laying you down gently. Crawling on top of you, he looks down upon you, and your shaking, eager body.
"Now....if i remember correctly.......I think a certain someone wanted me too...... fuck her......until she can't walk.....weather your screaming...crying....or begging me to slow down.........I'm just gunna keep fucking you....hard.....deep.....until you can't even say your own name...."
In the blink of an eye, he's grabbed your hips and flipped your whole body over onto your front, getting on his knees, bringing your hips up and pushing your upper back down onto the bed. Without warning, he thrusts right inside you, making you gasp in shock, feeling him inside was exactly what you wanted the from tne moment you first kissed him in his home gym.
"Oooohhhh! Fuck sweetheart....your so wet for me.......but I'm about to make it rain!"
He shows you no mercy, he pounds into you relentlessly, over and over and over, this is what you've craved, what you've needed, for a strong handsome man to treat you like a queen in the streets, and a whore in the sheets. Your body holds onto the bed for dear life, with Terry being in complete control of you, fucking you the way you deserve. You can't control the noises and whimpering moans that escape your lips, and the lung burning screams as he brings you to climax again and again. You gripped and tore the bed sheets, biting down hard into the pillow, getting fucked so hard that you could barely say anything anymore. And if that wasn't enough, he pulled out a larger vibrator, pushes it to your clit, and leans over you, pressing you into the bed with his body, continuously fucking you, and pressing this vibrator even harder inbetween your legs. You fill the room with screams, ear splitting screams as the sensation is getting too much, everything was so intense, you may pass out any second. But thank god, Terry came, and shuddered against you, feeling limp on your back, and taking the vibrator away. Time slowed down when Terry was lying on top of you, both trying to get your breath back. Once he did, he was very gentle with turning you back over to face him.
"I.....have never......had that kind of experience.......have you, sweetheart?"
You were beyond exhausted, only just about able to smile, and nod breathlessly.
"Aww, you sweet little thing, you've really never had the real deal before have you? (Chuckles, leans down and kisses you tenderly) I'll be right back, just try taking deep breaths for me sweetheart"
Standing up, he walked over to the other room, coming back with a bowl and some soft cloths.
"Just relax sweetheart. And let me clean you up"
His voice was so gentle now, so calm, and not the dominant side you'd just experienced. He really could switch as easily as that, it was a little strange but nice to see. You managed to calm down, get your breath back as he wiped the warm cloth all down your legs, inbetween, your chest and anywhere else that needed care and attention.
"What's this your doing Terry? It feels wonderful"
"This, is called aftercare. When you have an instance experience like this, especially for a beginner, you need to feel loved and safe afterwards. You gave me permission to use your body and make you feel things you've never felt before, and that takes a lot of trust, and energy. This, is how I help you feel yourself again"
"It's really nice"
"Just you wait, it's not finished yet. Hear, hold onto my arms, I'm gunna help you into the little room next door"
"Why?"
"Because there's a bubbling hot tub with our names on it. The perfect way to finish taking care of you"
He carried you next door bridal style, carefully lowering you into the hot tub, and allowing you to sit comfortably, as he also got in after you.
"This feels soooooo nice....."
"As it should, only the best for you sweetheart"
"Quick question, am I.....supposed to still feel....how do I put this......swollen? Down there?"
"That's partly why I've brought you in hear. Not only is it relaxing, but the heat will shrink it back to normal size, trust me"
"Could you have said that with an even bigger smile on that face of yours?"
"Maybe......unless you were to, perhaps.....use this smiling face like your own personal seat?"
"Terry!"
"I've just spent the best evening of my life, with the most beautiful woman, and you think I wouldn't be smiling like this?"
"Your unbelievable"
"But in a good way, that's the important thing. Aahhh...how are you feeling sweetheart?"
"Good, really good. Can I....can I ask you something?"
"Anything"
"Was I.......was I ok? I mean, I know it was obvious, this was my first time doing that kind of thing. But was it...good for you? I'm just curious"
"Sweetheart. Please believe me when I say this. There is no other woman I would rather have done this with, nor will there ever be another. Your the only one I've ever brought hear, and the only woman whose made me want to experience this with. Please, don't for even a second, think that just because this was your first time trying this kind of thing out, that you weren't good at it or didn't satisfy me. You've satisfied me on so many levels, and not just sexual. Even after one taste of you in my home gym.....I've craved you......felt addicted after one moment.....I'm addicted to you Y/N, utterly and completely"
"......Wow.........have I ever told you Terry, that you really have a way with words?"
"Well, let's just say, you now know my tounge can be skilled in many ways"
"(Giggle) So....is this....the kind of thing....you want every time? I only ask because I'm honestly worn out! I swear, if you hadn't have carried me in hear, my legs would've 100% buckled"
"Oh no no no Y/N, this isn't something that happens every time"
"Oh, thank god. Honestly, if that was what you wanted each time, I'm game, but I'd need some pre sex preparation of some kind! Like a protein shake or an after nap! (Light laugh)"
"(Laughs) No no, don't you worry, this is something that can happend when we both want to experience it again, not all the time. Of course....that's not to say......that I still don't want to sleep with you. Because I'd love to spend some......longer time with you.......worship you and your body.......slowly....take my time......"
"I'd like that very much..."
"And besides, there's so much more we could try. So much more we can......experiment with...."
"Is that right? Do tell..."
"There's far to many things to choose. I know for one thing, you might like to try being the one in charge? Hm? Where I'm at your mercy....making me do anything you want.....make me your little slave"
"Oh wow! That's something I've never thought about trying. But, it might be nice to give it a go. And if I'm being honest........I've always wanted to experiment with rope play"
"Ooooh....I like the sounds of that. I'm more than happy to listen to and try out anything you'd like to experience. And honestly......even if your not in the mood for sex, and you just need some comfort, weather that's emotional or physical, I'd love to do that with you too"
"When you say physical, do you mean like......cuddles? Like holding me?"
"Absolutely. 100%. Y/N, having the chance to satisfy your every desire is just one thing I'm grateful for, but also....being able to be your shoulder to cry on, or an emotional support......holding you in my arms as you fall alseep....kissing away your bad thoughts or worries......that's something I'd feel honoured and privileged to do for you"
"That's...the sweetest thing anyone has ever sad to me Terry. So.......is this your way of saying......you want to be with me?"
"Do you want that?"
"..........More than anything"
"Then sweetheart..........I'm all yours...."
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Terry Silver X Reader
Contains: Strong language/swearing/arguments/sexual contact/sexual content
Part 3/5
A few days had passed, and while you carried on your days at work, helping your colleagues and being the great owner and manager of your kindergarten, deep down, you were still hurting. Jack had left message after message on your phone, demanding you come and see him and take him back, but you ignored him. And after 2 more days of this constant messaging, you changed your phone number, feeling some final calm after Jack's storm. There was no reason, at all, for wanting or needing to see Jack, you wanted him out of your life for good, but despite you changing your number, he still knew where you lived. He'd knock at your door, again and again, but you'd never answered or let him in. He just wouldn't take no for an answer, and when his behaviour got too much, you called the police, had him removed from your area, and even had a restraining order put against him. However, that didn't stop him. It was just a little piece of useless paper, is what he said, banging on your front door once again. After that stupid move, he was arrested and kept in the jail. He apparently had noone to bail him out, so he was stuck inside for a while at least, which was a little strange to you. You assumed his dad would bail him out, or maybe he didn't know? But, unbeknownst to you, at this very moment, Jack was using his phone privilege to call Terry.
"Hello?"
"Dad! Dad, you've got to help me!"
"What? Why? What have you done now?"
"I'm in jail! And it's all Y/N's fault!"
"What the fuck? What's that supposed to mean? Oh god, what have you been doing Jack? Have you done something to her?"
"No! I haven't! I'm just trying to make her see sense! She won't take me back!"
"Well of course she won't. You cheated on her, remember?"
"But she's being so sensitive! It was just sex! And it's not like it's the first time!"
"Excuse me, what?!"
"Eh-well-uh, she-she doesn't...exactly know about the other times. But it's just sex! It's not that serious!"
"Oh really? You think so? Well tell me this Jack. If the shoe was on the other foot, and it was Y/N who cheated on you, would you accept the, quite frankly, pitiful excuse of, it's just sex?"
"Hell no! She's my woman! She needs to be loyal to me!"
"Then there's your answer Jack"
"But this is different! I'm the man! She should stay with me even if I sleep around! That's what a good woman should do!"
"The fuck?! Do you actually hear yourself right now?!"
"Look, I don't have time for a lecture right now, I need you to bail me out"
"Before I do anything, you need to tell me exactly why your in jail"
"It's nothing really. Just some stupid paperwork a judge gave me, apparently I didn't stick to the rules, and now I'm in hear"
"What paperwork was this?"
"It's just paperwork! A stupid piece of paper saying I can't go within 100 metres of Y/N or her apartment. Which is ridiculous! How the hell else am I supposed to get her to come back to me?"
"Wait wait wait! You have a restraining order against you? And you broke it?!"
"God, you sound just as sensitive as Y/N does. It's not that big a deal"
"Not that big a deal?! You broke the law! And the only reason you'd have a restraining order against you, is if you were harassing Y/N, to the point where she would have to call the police!"
"Yeh! She did call the police on me! She was over reacting! All I did was message her every day, knock on her door day and night, and tell her that she's nothing without me! Because it's true! Why am I getting thrown in hear when she's the reason? She should be thrown in hear! Not me!"
"........Oh my god.......you really are a horrible person"
"What? What did you call me?"
"You heard me Jack. Your a horrible person. You have absolutely no right to treat people this way, especially women. And honestly? I'm embarrassed your my son"
"Embarrassed?! You should be proud of me! I'm being a real man!"
"A real man wouldn't stalk his ex girlfriend, harass her constantly, verbally berate her, cheat on her, ignore her and her needs, and make her feel like some inanimate object that's only there to dote on you! Your not a man! I explained to you the night at the restaurant how you should behave with Y/N, and you've completely thrown that out of the window!"
"I don't care about all that right now! I need you to come down and bail me out! I need to tell Y/N that she can't just ignore me like this"
"No."
"No?! Wha-what do you mean NO!"
"It sounds to me, like your in the best place right now. Kept safely away from her, where you should be. I'm not using my money to let out a nasty little creature like you"
"Hey! I'm your son! You've got to bail me out! You've missed out on my whole life, this is the least you could do! Or! Get Y/N down hear! You know her address, make her come to me!"
"If I'm ever lucky enough to see Y/N again, I would rather lie down in traffic then tell her to come bail you out of jail. And yes, I know her address, but unlike you, I know she needs time. It will be at least another week before I contemplate visiting her and apologising"
"Apologising for what?!"
"For my son being the cause of her suffering, that's what! Now, if you don't mind, I have to make another call"
"No, NO! Get down hear and bail me out, NOW! If you don't, I'll make you regret it!"
"Oh yeh?........I would love...to see you try..."
The next week went by in a flash, you were finaly starting to feel more normal. With Jack being kept in jail, and his bail unpaid, you felt more comfortable now than you had in a very long time. Although, a thought did pop into your head every now and again, and that thought was Terry. There was a part of you that felt bad, because you didn't say goodbye, and he was such a sweet guy, it stuck with you. One afternoon while coming home from work early, you opened your apartment door, to find some post, but it looked hand written, and? that's strange? there was something inside it with the letter. You sat at your dining room table, opened the letter, and out slid the necklace you left at Terry's house.
"(Gasps) The necklace?"
Quickly, you read the letter.
Hello Y/N, it's Terry. Listen, I hope I'm not making you uncomfortable by sending you this, due to recent event's, but I wanted to return what I gifted you the last time we spoke. I hope your well, and doing alright after the whole situation with Jack. And, I wanted to ask, if it's not an issue, I'd very much like to speak with you in person, and apologise for my son's behaviour. I completely understand if you want to leave Jack and anything from his life behind you, but if your willing to give me and hour of your time, I'd like to at least say a proper goodbye. If that's something you'd like, I'll be home this evening at 5. If you don't wish to come, I'll understand. Terry.
No way! Terry actually reached out to you? Isn't that sweet of him? And he was lovely enough to give you back the necklace too, aww. You know what? Why the hell not? Why not go and see him? He didn't make Jack behave the way he did, and Terry has been nothing but a gentleman to you the entire time you've known him. The least you could do was see him, and like he said, at least say goodbye properly. Ok, that's exactly what you'll do. As soon as it turns 5, you'll be knocking on his door, nothing was going to stop you. At Terry home, he eagerly watched the clock tick tick tick, anxious, nervous about weather you'd turn up to not. But then, three knocks came to the door, at bang on 5. Straightening himself up, he approached the door, and there you stood, a sweet little smile to greet him too.
"Hi Terry"
"Hello Y/N, it's so nice to see you again. Please, come in"
Entering Terry's home, despite there being only two of you this time, was still just as beautiful and comforting as it was the first time.
"Can I get you something to drink?"
"Sure, do you have anything like a soft drink?"
"I've got diet coke"
"That's perfect"
"Ice and lemon?"
"Wow, I feel like I'm being served in a 5 star restaurant hear"
"I think any woman who enters my home, deserves to be treated well. Why don't you take a seat? I'll bring the drinks over"
You glance at his art work on the wall as you sit on his large, soft, black sofa, admiring the newly lit fireplace, slowly warming the room with each passing minute.
"Hear you go. (Hands you your drink and sits next to you) Cheers"
"Cheers (clink)"
Terry's got himself a glass of wine to drink with you, and it looked hella expensive! Hm? A white wine drinker? You had him down as a red, or a champagne guy. Once you both sat a little more comfortably on the sofa, the conversation started to flow, like talking to a best friend after being apart for a long time, it was really nice, and you even exchanged phone numbers. You were glad you came hear tonight.
"And you really got covered in a whole bucket of white paint?!"
"I absolutely did! Miyagi was a little guy, but boy could he fight back. I know at the time I disliked him, but thinking about him now, I kinda respect the little guy"
"Because, in your words, he was the only one who was able to take you down?"
"He really was. Man, that was so many years ago. I often wonder if I'd be able to get back into the dojo business"
"Well I think you could"
"You think so?"
"Sure, why not? Your age shouldn't matter, and from what you've already told me tonight, it's clear your still good at it, and passionate about it too"
"You uh......you said, when we first met, that you were interested in trying out karate. If you'd like, I can give you a lesson?"
"Wait really?! I'd love to Terry!"
"Great! You wanna do it now?"
"Now? You mean you have your own dojo?"
"Not quite, I've got my own training room/gym down the hall. I've got some spare GI's too that you can wear. You up for that?"
"That sounds brilliant! Yes please"
"Alright, follow me"
Terry took you into his training room, which was huge! It had large blue mats against the wall, training dummies, all sorts of gym equipment, a large tapestry with his old dojo name on it, Cobra kai, and so much more.
"Alright, let's see...ah! This looks like your size. There's a changing room just there if you'd like to put it on?"
"No problem, I'll be right back"
The GI fit perfectly, and when you had it on, it made you feel empowered, you loved it. With any luck, training will make you feel just as good. Stepping out, you see Terry's changed too, but not into a GI. Instead, it looks more like a workout outfit, all black, joggers and a vest top. Oh......oh my.......that vest top was......showing Terry's muscles.....holy shit! For a guy his age, he looked good! Better than good! In fact, he had a better body than Jack! You simply......couldn't.....look away....
Wait, no no NO! Stop Y/N! You can't think your EX boyfriend's dad as hot! That's just plain wrong!.........and yet.......you still.....couldn't look away.
"Alright Y/N. Lets do some stretches first, then I'll show you some of the basics"
Once you did the stretches with him, he showed you some basic moves, how to kick the dummy in the right place, how to move your body correctly, and there was even a little moment where he stood behind you, and held your hips in his strong large hands, twisting your hips slightly to show you how to stand. Why did that make your skin so warm? And why oh why, did you crave for him to do it again? After a good hour, both you and Terry were comfortable with some basic moves, and you were able to demonstrate on the dummy, how much you've learned.
"Your a natural at this Y/N, I'm impressed"
"Thank's Terry, it's great to finaly try this out. I'm loving it so far!"
"That's fantastic. Now, I was hoping I could try something a little different with you?"
"Sure, what's that?"
"Well.....I wanted to ask you......if you felt any pent up anger, or resentment? About Jack"
"Well of course I do. But I'm just burying that down inside, I don't wanna think about it to be honest"
"Ok, but that's not the way to help you, not realistically. You see, when you bury your issues, it's easy to forget the impact they make. And before long, you get used to it, and if you have more problems, you bury them, and keep doing it, until it all eventually boils over, and you have a break down. And sweetheart....that's not healthy"
"But what else can I do? I have to be professional at work and I don't want to be a bother to any of my friends. I have to keep it inside"
"Or?.......you can release it"
"Release it?"
"Check it out (walks to dummy) This dummy, can take anything you throw at it. You can release all that pent up anger, let out all those emotions, and feel that heavy weight finaly lift off. You'll feel so much better for doing it. And this is a safe space, there's no judgment hear. Why not give it a try? Come step up to it, and let it all out, and I can guarantee you'll feel better. I know I do when I get rough with this thing. Hear, I'll show you"
He gets into position, and starts fighting this dummy, but not just that, he's speaking to it too. Pretending it's someone named Kreese? Whoever that is. He's really beating the crap out of it, working those strong....large muscles-STOP IT! Anyway, he's really letting out all his tention, maybe it will work for you? You could at least give it a try?
Once he finished, he stood back and allowed you to approach. He had cooled down by then and put his hoodie back on, but despite his beautiful muscles now being hidden, his messy ponytail hair was making you feel the same way his body was.
"Just let all that anger pour out of you. Hit the dummy, pretend it's Jack"
"Huh? You want me to pretend it's Jack? He's your son Terry"
"After finding out who he really is, I don't feel like he's any son of mine. Please, go ahead"
Ok....lets just try a few punches, see if that helps. 1! 2,3,4! Ooh, this felt good. 4 punches in, and you could feel what Terry was talking about. You continued, getting harder, faster each time.
"Yes Y/N! Keep going"
"I hate you Jack! I hate the way you never respected me! I hate when I'd make myself look beautiful, and you'd barely look at me! I hate that I supported you in your darkest moments, and yet you always found the most pathetic excuse to not help me in mine!"
"That's it! Let it out!"
"I hate that despite everything I've ever done, you have the nerve to cheat on me! And DEMAND that I take you back because it's what a GOOD WOMAN should do! Fuck you Jack! FUCK YOU!"
At this point, nothing was stopping you, there was this adrenaline pumping through your veins, urging you to keep going, wishing this dummy was infact Jack, and giving him exactly what he deserved. Terry could see your smile, finaly getting that pain off your chest, and he was very impressed with how your strength was nearly damaging the dummy, and almost kicking it off it's stump.
"Asshole never deserved me! Doesn't deserve any woman! He's a boy in a mans body, pretending to be-woh!"
In your rant, you attempt a high kick, but accidentally slip, and fall right onto your back. But you just laugh, lying there feeling no pain, just a light feeling. Terry knelt beside you in seconds, concerned for you, but the moment he sees you laughing and smiling, so does he.
"Are you ok?"
"I'm brilliant Terry! I don't even care that I fell, I'm just brilliant! Thank you, thank you for this. I really needed to let off some steam"
"You certainly did. Hear, why don't I help you up?"
"Help me up? Like a knight rescuing a damsel in distress? (Giggle) I'm sorry, I'm just in a fun mood"
"Don't be sorry, I'm quite happy to be your knight, and rescue you"
"Do you think you can save me from this evil floor? Sir Silver?"
"(Chuckle, leans closer) I like this fun side of you, and the name too by the way"
"I feel like it's been too long since I've had fun like this, what is it about you that brings that out of me?"
"I don't know.....maybe we.....bring it out of eachother.............."
He was so close to you now, the urge to reach out and rest your hand on his cheek was extremely difficult to ignore. And those eyes....those beautiful blue sapphire eyes, looking deep into yours, you were practically hypnotized. And Terry, he didn't look away either....infact....if his eyes weren't staring into yours, they were looking at your lips.....so so slowly edging closer and closer. The tention between you was electrifying, your body was screaming for his touch, his scent, his lips. You were at your boiling point, and couldn't hold back anymore, and gave into your darkest temptation. In a flash, you reach up around Terry's neck, and pulled him down for a desperate kiss, wanting, desperately for the taste of him. He moans into your mouth, lowering himself down to you, wrapping his arms around your body and kissing you deeply, passionately, with a primal hunger from within. Oh god, he wanted you too! His hands stroked up your body, cupping your breats and getting even closer, while never breaking this powerful kiss. Oh, his tounge slipped in ever so, teasing you, while also making you feel so fucking turned on. One of your hands slipped up behind his neck, and made a fist into his hair, while the other moved over his shoulders, pulling away his hoodie, and finally feeling your fingertips glide over that smooth silky skin of his. His lips pulled away for a second, only to dive straight into you neck, kissing, sucking and running his tounge up and down, making your back arch and your body shiver with anticipation. Oh god you wanted him so bad! You wanted Terry to tear off your clothes, take you right there on the floor, hard and rough! Making you scream the walls down as your lungs burned, screaming his name! Just as his hand slipped inbetween your legs, your mind suddenly stoped you.
"No! Stop! This is your ex's dad! What are you doing?!"
You thought to yourself, shaking yourself out of this blissful moment.
"Terry! Terry stop!"
"Huh? What? What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
N-no, I....I'm sorry, I-I can't do this"
You awkwardly slip out from underneath him, standing up to straighten your clothes, while Terry watches you from the floor, confused.
"What's wrong?"
"Terry, I can't do this. It's....it's wrong"
"It didn't, it doesn't feel wrong to me"
"But your Jack's dad! Your son is my ex boyfriend, who I have a restraining order against. We shouldn't be doing this Terry"
"Says who?"
"Says-says everyone! This is crossing a line!"
"Y/N, didn't Jack cross the like by cheating on you?"
"Well yeh, of course he did"
"And didn't he also cross another line? By trying to mentally manipulate you? Convince you that you were weak and needed a man like him? Not caring about your emotional or physical needs? And not only that, but harassing you, making you fear for your safety? Calling the police on him, and having to do that AGAIN when he violated the terms of his restraining order?"
"Yes....yes he did"
"Then what's wrong with what we're doing hear? Your not with him anymore. Your single, I'm single, we're both attracted to eachother. And my relationship with Jack is just one step away from being no contact. So.....why not?.........I do care about you Y/N.....I really do........I hated seeing Jack treat you that way.........you deserve to be treated like a queen........I........I could do that...."
"I.......Terry, I.......I don't know ok? I'm really confused right now, I need.....I need some time to think. I need some space. I'm, I'm sorry, I can't be hear right now, I have to go"
"But wait, Y/N-"
But it was no use, you ran out of that house as quick as your legs could carry you, and were home very soon after. Your mind was racing, what on earth just happened? And what are you going to do now? You've just made out with, and nearly slept with Jack's dad! His DAD! What is wrong with you? Yes, he's gorgeous, but you can't possibly cross that line can you? What would people say? How would they react if they found out? How would Jack react if he found out?! Oh god, you were so confused, you felt stuck, unsure of what to do. You needed time to think this over, weight out the pros and cons, or maybe, just sleep on it? You were too flustered to make any kind of decision right now, maybe tomorrow you'll have a clearer head, and can choose how to go forward. But right now, your number one thing to do, was have a very cold shower. Because DAMN! Even Jack hadn't made you feel that turned on since you were together. Something about Terry made it so much better. Anyway, stop thinking about him! Cold shower! Right now!
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Terry Silver X Reader
Contains: Strong language/swearing/arguments/physical confrontation
Part 2/5
Arriving at Terry's house was exactly how you expected it to be. Enormous, modern, stylish, and when you drove into the private car park, there was a separate sports car collection, that all had the same licence plate. QUIKSLV. There was a small path to the front of the house that you and Jack followed, and when you turned to see what the noise was, there were many people all chatting and sipping champagne, happily enjoying themselves.
"This place is awesome! Right baby?"
"It's really nice. So stylish. Your dad's got really good taste"
"Hell yeh he has! Ah! There he is! Hey dad! Over hear!"
Jack shouts, running over to Terry, leaving you standing there a bit awkwardly. Looking at pretty much anything else other than people, you just pretend your somewhere else, well, you did, until Jack came barreling back over to you, closely followed by Terry. Oh wow! Terry looked so different. His hair was up in a ponytail, it really suits him, and that suit was tailored to perfection. He looks so cool, and handsome.
"Y/N's hear too dad! Y/N, you remember my dad don't you?"
"Of course I do Jack. Hi Terry, you have a wonderful home"
"Hello again Y/N, oh wow.......you look beautiful"
"Oh....thanks......I've looked better though. I uh...didn't have much time to get ready"
"No no, Y/N, you really do look wonderful. That dress really brings out the colour of your eyes"
"That's.....thank you"
He smiles while placing a kiss on the back of your hand, that seemed to be his go to gesture, and you weren't mad about it.
"Hey dad! Where's the BBQ? I'm starved"
"Around the corner Jack. Say? Why is there a hole in your shirt? And your shorts....it's ripped at the side"
"Eh, just something I threw on, no biggy"
"Hm? How come you didn't make.....more of an effort? Like Y/N clearly has?"
"Couldn't be bothered to be honest. And Y/N's definitely looked better, haven't you baby? I personally think she needs more makeup, and maybe to change her hair colour to something a little more, vibrant? Anyway, I'm starving! I'm gunna go grab a burger!"
He pushed past you and Terry, not caring about what he's just said to you, or infront of Terry. Terry was both angered and shocked! He turned to you, seeing you just barely holding it together. Gently, he put a hand on your shoulder and lead you back around the corner where you came. You stood against the wall, Terry now resting both hands on your shoulders, and looking sympathetically at you.
"Sweetheart, are you ok? I can't believe he just said that. I thought he changed. I thought he took what I said and used it"
"He did..for a few days...(tries to keep tears away) But it didn't last....and now...(tears start to fall) I just feel low right now. I'm sorry"
"Hey hey, come hear (pulls you in for a hug) Just let it out, it's ok"
His warm body and strong arms were such a comfort to you right now. He rubbed your back, hear his heartbeat, and felt your emotions all come out. This hug from your boyfriend's dad, was the closest you came to physical comfort in the last month. Feeling a little calmer, you pull back a little, looking at Terry as he wipes a few of your tears.
"If you don't want to be hear, I can take you home if you like?"
"No, that's ok. I just need a moment. (Wipes last tears) God, why do I have to be so sensitive?"
"Your not being sensitive. Jack's being rude to you. I'm surprised you haven't dumped him, why is that?"
"I thought things were finaly back on track. After you spoke to him, things were great for a few days. But I guess...I was just holding onto something that wasn't even there"
"Sweetheart, he may be my son, but he's not worthy of you. Please tell me your going to at least tell him that your not going to take this anymore"
"I......I was gunna come see you tonight, spend time with both of you, and if he did this again......I'd at least say goodbye to you. I've only met you twice, and yet, since you've been around me and him, your the one who's improved him. I....I really hope I haven't put a dampner on your night"
"Oh no no, not at all. I'm really happy to have you hear tonight. And don't worry, I'll take good care of you. And...I'll be keeping an eye on Jack too. Might even have a few words for him"
"There's no need to talk to him Terry. At this point, it's like talking to a brick wall"
"Unfortunately, I have to agree. Alright sweetheart, come with me. Let's get you a drink"
Taking a moment to make sure you didn't look like you were just having a mini meltdown, once you did that, you followed Terry to his very large garden beside the sea, walking through many people and straight towards a table filled with more drinks than a posh bar could even offer. Terry poured you a glass of champagne, cheers with you, then you both took a sip.
"What do you think?"
"It's quite strong, wow! I'm not used to alcohol this strong"
"I'm guessing your more of a tamer drinker?"
"You could say that"
"That's absolutely fine. How about, I make you a drink?"
"Make? As in, from scratch?"
"Let's just say I have a few tricks up my sleeve. Now, I want you to close your eyes, and describe to me, what your perfect drink might taste like"
"(Nervous giggle) Terry, this is silly"
"Just trust me on this, ok? Come on, close those eyes"
"(Smile) Ok (Closes eyes) Uh, I'm not sure where to start"
"Describe to me what flavours you prefer. Do you like the taste of alcohol?"
"Not really. I guess...I like fruity flavours"
"Fruity, that's a good start. You like cranberry?"
"Oh yes, I do like cranberry"
"And maybe....fresh orange juice?"
"Are you reading my mind right now?"
"(Chuckle) Like I said, I'm good at reading people. Ok....you like those flavours....don't necessarily like the taste of alcohol....and it's got to fit that bright, vibrant personality of yours..."
"(Giggle)"
As he's describing this to you, you can hear the sound of pouring liquids, ice cubes, and sweet aromas in the air, it was like closing your eyes whilst on a holiday.
"Ok.....aaaand....done! Open your eyes Y/N"
"You really made a-wow! That looks amazing!"
"Doesn't it? Fresh orange juice, cranberry juice, vodka, peach liqueur, ice and a little sprig of mint and a sprinkle of sugar on the rim. A sex on the beach cocktail"
"Terry, this is beautiful! Thank you"
"Your welcome. Go ahead, give it a try"
Bringing the glass closer to you, your lips wrap around the straw, and as soon as the flavours hit your tounge, it's like an explosion of sweets, tangs and a cool refreshing feel.
"Oh my god! That's incredible! And I can't even taste the alcohol!"
"I thought you'd like it. And when you finish this and you'd like another, or something similar, the young lady behind the bar over there can make you anything you desire"
"Thank you Terry. This place is so cool, I'm glad I came"
"As am I. Despite your....unfortunately issue"
"Yeh, well hopefully he'll keep his distance tonight. If there's anyone I need a social break from, it's Jack"
"Absolutely. Say? Why don't I give you a tour of the house?"
"Really?"
"Of course. You've commented on how lovely it is, I think a full tour would be nice to show you too"
"I'd love to Terry"
And as if by magic, the second you say that, guess who comes running back over.
"Hey dad! Did I hear someone say something about a tour of the house?"
"....Yes....but I was talking to-"
"Well we're hear together aren't we? And I AM your son after all. Why don't you give us both the tour!?"
Jack playfully puts his arm around your shoulder, pretty much oblivious to how you and Terry feel, or what he said to you before he ran off for a burger.
"...Ok. if you'll both follow me?"
"Sweet!"
Jack says excitedly. All the guests had apparently been to Terry's home before, so it was just you two who were going around the house with him. He showed you this beautiful swimming pool, with a side shallow area, perfect for walking through without having to swim. Then he showed you around his kitchen, living rooms, you had no idea a man could have more than one living room, especially as he said he lives on his own. The upstairs, the spare bedrooms, all of it, and you were so jealous of his home, you could never afford a place like this, even with saving like you did for your own business. Eventually, Terry took you and Jack into a room, overlooking the sea, but far away from the other guests. There was a balcony he lead you both too, the sun was starting to go down, and the light across the sea was a gorgeous orange and red, a perfect sunset on the ocean.
"This is my favourite part of my whole house. It's beautiful at this time of night. Whenever I'm having a bad day....I always come hear....and it helps clear my head"
"It's beautiful Terry"
You say sweetly, sharing a warm smile with him.
"Uh guys? It's just a sunset, it's not that cool. Besides dad, I was hoping I could take a little look at that glass display in the far corner over there, beside the door? I um....kinda was hoping to borrow a watch. You see, mine broke, and I'd hope, seeing as your my dad and all..."
"Browse to your hearts content"
"Nice! I'll be back in a minute"
He ran over to the other side of the room, quicker than his feet could carry him, but this was so wrong, on so many levels. Turning to Terry with a worried look, you were about to tell him the truth, but it appears you didn't have to.
"Don't worry, he's so far over there, he can't hear me even if I shouted fo him. I know what your going to say Y/N"
"Really? Because I don't think you do"
"Wanna bet? Alright, I'm gunna guess......he what's one of my expensive watches or jewellery, to sell it"
"W-wait? How did you know?"
"It's so obvious to me. Since we've met, I've tried my hardest to bond with him. Explain my reasoning behind my behaviour in the past, and wanting to make up for it now. I tried to be a good father figure to him. But, the moment he found out about my money, nothing else even mattered. In his small little mind, he thinks money can buy love"
"Then why are you letting him choose a watch?"
"(Whispers) I knew he wanted one...all those he's looking at....they're fakes"
"(Gasps) Oh my god! Wait, can he tell the difference?"
"Not in a million years. One of my real jewellery display cases is actually through hear. Come with me"
Terry opens a small, quite well concealed door beside the balcony, leading to a small room, dark grey walls, bright silver lighting, and a large glass display case in the middle of the room. Walking towards it with him, he takes a key chain out of his pocket, and opens it for you to see all the jewellery. All was for men and women, there were rings, necklaces, bracelets, watches, earings, and so much more. And they all had some kind of rare or beautiful gem stone in them, it was like looking at an organized pirate's treasure hoard.
"This is beautiful Terry"
"It's just one of my cases, and everything in hear, is all real. Real gold, real silver, and the gem stones are too"
"Do you like to collect jewellery?"
"If I'm being honest? Not particularly. I just like collecting rare and valuable things. I'm guessing you saw a few of my cars outside when you arrived?"
"I did yes. I assumed they were all yours, based on the licence plate"
"That's right. They're fun to drive, and I have much more stored away. But....I wanted to show this to you specifically"
"Why?"
"......Y/N........I honestly don't think you get told this enough......but coming from an older man like me, whose met many many people, men and woman all over the world, I truly think you don't get told enough, about what a remarkable woman you are"
"T.......Terry, that's......that's so sweet of you"
"I mean it. Every word. And....even though, there's a big chance your not going to be seeing my son from this night onwards, I'd just like you to know that I'm very grateful to have met you. And......whilst meeting my son has changed me......meeting you has changed me too......I've.....I've enjoyed being around you Y/N"
"I've enjoyed being around you too Terry"
"(Smiles) Now, how about I see which one of these compliments you the most?"
"Wait what? No no Terry, that's very sweet of you, but I cant except this. These are yours, and just one of these is probably enough to buy 3 houses!"
"I've told you before, money is not an issue to me. Please, allow me to offer you a gift, think of it as.... a thank you for dealing with my idiot son for so long!"
"(Giggle)"
"Ah, there's that beautiful smile. Now, let's see.....hm...no, gold doesn't seem to fit right.....oh but silver does.....and with your eye colour, and your dress-ah ha! Perfect"
Slowly, Terry picks up and shows you the most beautiful neclace you had ever seen. Silver chain, and a shining light blue sapphire stone.
"Turn around"
Ooook.....the way he just said that, with his smooth, deep voice, was almost.....seductive? And why did you like it? You did as your were told in a heartbeat, thankful that he actually couldn't see you blush. You felt him stand behind you...so close...you could smell his scent....peppermint...it was intoxicating. You couldn't help the way your eyes fluttered shut, when his strong yet gentle hands came infront of you, looping the necklace around your front, and gently connecting it at the back. Why did your skin feel hot? Why did you feel this warmth in your stomach, and slight goosebumps on your bare arms? It made it so much harder to understand why your body was like this, when his finger tips slowly and delicately glided over your collar bone. You could sence his face was close to your neck, maybe he was checking it was on properly? You didn't care....but having him there felt.......felt really good. Bad!.......but good....
"(Opening your eyes, turning to see him) Oh, it's beautiful Terry, thank you so much"
"Your welcome sweetheart, it suits you better than I thought it would. Sorry it took a while to put it on....I wanted to....make sure it was fastened properly"
"You weren't-you weren't being to long, no no, just fine-just the right amount of time! Uh, I mean-ehem. (Awkwardly looks away)"
"(Chuckles) Don't worry, it's fine. There's no need to get all flustered"
"Flustered? Who's flustered? I-I'm not. Say uh, where's Jack? Shall we go see him?"
"(Slight seductive smirk) Whatever the lady wishes"
You and Terry walked back into the other room, and just as Terry had locked the secret door behind him, Jack came running up to both of you, sporting his choice in watches.
"Check it out baby! Doesn't this make me look hot? And cool as fuck?"
"Mm. It's ok I guess"
"Ok! This is a Rolex! I think? Isn't this a Rolex dad?"
"Yeh. Sure"
"Sweet! Right, should we get back to the party? I'm after another burger! Oh, and dad? Who's that lady downstairs with the ginger hair?"
"That's Kaitlyn. She's the secretary of my friend's company. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, uh...no reason. She just uh...seemed quite smart, and I thought I'd pick her brains on an idea I've had"
"Uhh...ok? She works in marketing though. Is this 'idea' to do with that?"
"Yeh, yeh! It is. Alright, I'm heading back down, I'm sure you'll find someone to hang out with baby, right? Gotta go!"
Ok seriously? Why did he have to act like this? He was a delivery driver for a cardboard company, what idea could he have? The last one he had, was about having a phone area in the petrol station, so people could text while they're pumping! The guy could be a real idiot!
"Don't worry sweetheart, I'll keep you company, and I'll introduce you to a few colleagues of mine. I'm sure they'll love to hear about your journey to where you are now"
"You think so?"
"I can guarantee it. Say? Have you had anything to eat yet? Let's go grab something from the BBQ, I'm famished"
From that point on, the evening was actually quite nice, pleasant, and wasn't as bad as you thought it would be. You had plenty to eat and drink with Terry and his colleagues, got to know them, and even went with Terry and two of his friends for a walk along the beach behind his house, it was really really nice. A few hours later, it was quite dark, and many were inside the house now, but the odd few outside, including you. There you stood, leaning against the railing of the garden, listening and watching the waves crash against the sand, feeling calm and relaxed. You were there for a good 10 minutes before a friendly voice came and kept you company.
"There you are, I didn't see you inside"
"I was just enjoying the sound of the waves. I've got to say, I'm really jealous of your house Terry. A woman can dream of having a house like this"
"The house is definitely a lovely thing to have....but....maybe not always the best place to live"
"What do you mean?"
"Look around Y/N. There's many people hear tonight. Laughter, music, people having fun.....but the rest of the time...it's just me....sometimes the house can feel empty.....cold....a house should feel like a home....but that's not always the case"
"What if you had someone to share your home with you? Don't you have a wife? A partner?"
"I did, a long time ago. But even when she was hear....it didn't feel any different. Don't get me wrong, she was a lovely lady, but there just wasn't that spark, that want, need or desire....it wasn't love. And, as much as I cared about Cheyenne.....I couldn't stay in a relationship that was false"
"Yeh.........I get that......"
"Oh, sweetheart, your cold. Hear, let me help you with that"
Terry could see you shaking, with goosebumps all over your arms, and he was sweet enough to take off his jacket, and wrap it around you, instantly warming you up.
"Thank you Terry. Your......your a really nice guy, you know that?"
"Well....I didn't used to to be......but I'm trying......for the right people...."
For a brief moment, yours and Terry's eyes locked, neither of you could look away, like you were both stuck in a state of hypnosis. His eyes...they were so blue....like the colour of the necklace he gave you....they were beautiful. Snapping you both out of that moment, the sound of some party guests laughing and falling over drunk was heard, practically from all the way down the street.
"We should uh...head back inside"
"Your right. Oh, by the way, have you seen Jack? He said he was driving tonight, I just wanna make sure he isn't drunk or anything"
"Nope, I haven't seen him. Let's head in and check"
It seemed like everyone was in the main living room, dancing and drinking to the music, but there was no sign of Jack.
"I'll check downstairs, why don't you check upstairs Y/N?"
"Good idea, I'll be back"
As Terry searched, you went to see if Jack had maybe passed out, or wasn't feeling very well in the upstairs bathrooms, when he eats too much, sometimes that can have a bad affect on him. Nope, he wasn't in any of the bathrooms, most of the bedrooms were empty, there was only 2 left, one was Terry's room, the other was.............wait a minute?............what's that noise?.............it's coming from the last spare bedroom. You sneek up to the door, listening out for what it was.....it was a strange noise....what was that? Grunting?...heavy breathing......oh.....oh god no! You burst through the door, only to have your worst fear become a reality. There...in the bed....was your boyfriend, having sex with another woman!!!
"B-Baby!! Wha-what are you doing hear?! This-this isn't what it looks like!"
"......Oh really......it isn't?.......because it looks to me, like you've got your cock stuck inside another fucking woman!!"
"it's-it's nothing! I swear!"
He climbs off the woman and quickly tries to get dressed, all while you stand there in utter disbelief, tears staining your cheeks, feeling both pain and rage.
"Baby baby! This-this was nothing! It-it was just sex!"
"Just sex?! You've cheated on me you bastard!"
"I-I wouldn't necessarily call it cheating-"
"Are you fucking stupid?! I've literally just seen you fucking another woman! I walked in! I witnessed it you fuckwad! And-is? Is that the Kaitlyn the secretary?!"
"She...she's hot, what can I say?!"
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! How could you do this to me?! After everything I've done for you?!"
"Huh? What have you done?"
"Are you serious right now?! I paid off your debt! I let you live in my apartment when you got kicked out and lent you money for your own place! I've supported you! I've helped you, cared for you! I've even loved you!........how the hell can you do this to me?"
"Oh baby, please don't cry-"
"You do NOT get to call me that! Not anymore! I've had it! I've officially had it Jack! I'm not goig to put up with your bullshit anymore! I deserve so much better than you! Don't come back to my apartment!"
"No no wait, please Y/N, come on! Hey, why not uh....you know?.......there's 3 of us hear?.......you both clearly find me attractive.....we could have some fun? All 3 of us? It would be-"
In your anger, you slap him hard across the face, even making him stumble to the floor and get his legs tangled in his half way pulled up shorts.
"If you ever come near me again......I'll cut your dick off and shove it up your ass!.........I hate you Jack......"
Out you ran, crying your eyes out and going straight down the stairs. But you can't stay hear anymore, and you can't let anyone see you, you can barely breath right now, let alone explain what's just happened to you. Glancing across the room, you spot Terry talking happily to some friends, good, you don't want him to see you like this. You have to get out of hear. Your about to slip out of the front door, when you realise your still wearing the necklace Terry gave you. It's beautiful...and a lovely gift.....but you just can't accept it. Jack had broken your heart, and you couldn't be a part of his family anymore.....a part of Terry's life......taking the necklace off, you place it on the table beside the front door, tears still falling. But you had to go....you just couldn't stay hear. Noone had even noticed you'd gone, even an hour after you'd left. By the time anyone knew you had gone, you were crying yourself to sleep in your bed, heartbroken, and all alone.
"Excuse me? Have you seen Jack or Y/N?"
"No, sorry Terry"
His friend says. Terry couldn't see you anywhere, or Jack. He assumed you had found him earlier and were hanging out. But, it wasn't until most of his guests had left, and seeing Jack walk down the stairs buttoning up his shirt, when he senced something was wrong.
"Jack? Where have you been?"
"Me? Oh, I've uh....just been chilling...you know?"
Terry's not convinced. Just then, he sees Kaitlyn walk past them both on the way down the stairs.....tidying her hair....and putting her skirt in the right place, with a flushed face of guilt.
"Jack.......tell me you didn't"
"Oh for crying out loud! What's the big deal?"
"Jack?..........Did you cheat on Y/N with Kaitlyn?!"
"It was just sex! God, just chill out"
"Chill out?! How could you cheat on Y/N?!"
"It's not that bad, trust me. Besides, she'll cool down tomorow and I'll get her back. It's no biggy"
"Uh? Excuse me? What the hell do you mean by that?"
"Y/N? She kinda walked in on me on me and Kaitlyn. It was kinda her own fault if I'm being honest, she could've let me finished at least! So, I had to...get back to it after she ran off"
"YOU WHAT?! She walked in on you cheating on her?! And when you broke her heart, you didn't even go after her?! And you carried on fucking Kaitlyn?!"
"I didn't finish! I can't NOT finish dad!"
"Oh my god......your a disgusting human being"
"What? You can't call me that! I'm your son!"
"Your a disgrace.......get out"
"But Y/N-"
"GET OUT!"
Jack stood there utterly shocked! He assumed his dad would defend him, not be against him, but no. With a childish scowl, Jack stormed out of Terry's house, slamming the door behind him. Terry on the other hand, was filled with anger at Jack, he couldn't believe he'd be that cruel to you. But that's an interesting point, where were you? He scanned the room, but nothing. Just then, a glint caught the corner of his eye, there, by the front door on the little table...was the necklace he gave you. He held it in his hands, moving the chain inbetween his fingers, thoughts of you in tears because of Jack, it was horrible for him. And why did you leave it? He did want to go and find you, maybe even comfort you, but he had no idea where you were, and he assumed you needed some space, or to be with your friends and get their help. Maybe, if he did ever see you again, he'd return the necklace, and apologise for his son. As he was thinking this, you were in bed, pillow heavy with tears, cheeks sodden, and feeling like you were about to pass out. You wanted this night to end so much, this pain felt like it was killing you. But, life isn't that simple. And as you were about to fall asleep, a loud knock is heard at your front door. Your apartment was small, so even from your bedroom, you could hear every word......from Jack.
"Baby! Open the door! Come on! I'm sorry, ok?!"
No. No no no. Your not dealing with this. He continues to knock, shout to you, but you don't listen.
"Open the door! I said open the door now! I mean it! If you don't, I'm going and I'm never coming back! This is your last chance to admit you overreacted! Take me back, and I'll even consider taking you to that cocktail bar you like!.......Baby?........Baby!! You need me! Just open the door! You love me, you know it!"
You can't handle this, you stick your headphones in and play some music to drown him out, thank god that works. After what felt like hours, you remove your headphones, and to your relief, he's gone, and now, you can finaly sleep. At this moment in time, you were asleep, Jack was nowhere to be seen, and Terry....he was wide awake....and staring into his unsuit bathroom mirror, getting ready for bed. Now that everyone was gone, he was truly alone with his thoughts, and they were all about what happened tonight, with him, Jack.....and most importantly.....you
He was so disappointed with Jack. He knew he fucked up by not being in the first part of his life, but he did want to make up for that. And unfortunately, he's seen his son turn into a rude, cruel, narcissistic boy, who has no idea how to treat a real woman. He could see the old version of himself in his son, and he hated it. He hated that he was ever like that, and it's even worse that a product of him, was now doing it to women again. How can Jack seriously not see how lucky he was to have you? Even Terry could treat you be-..............even.........even Terry.......could treat you better?.......what if?......what if he could indeed, be a better man to you........he couldn't deny, that this thought had crossed his mind when he first met you. The moment he saw you in that restaurant, was the moment he'd met, without a doubt, the most stunningly beautiful woman he'd ever seen. He was so confused as to why you took his son's bullshit, and still loved him. Jack never even kissed you, or held your hand, Terry had never seen Jack be physically affectionate to you, which was fucking crazy! In Terry's eyes, you were a goddess! Smart, determined, passionate, gorgeous, a woman who'd have men all over the world kneeling before you, and yet, Jack did nothing for you! But what if? What if........he could treat you better?.......spoil you? Romance you? Treat you like a queen! But, the question is.....was this just a crazy, spur of the moment thought? Or something he could actually pursue? He checked himself out in the mirror, wondering if he was physically attractive enough to even have a chance with you.
Not only was he almost double your age, but the obviously line he was thinking of crossing, was the fact that you are his son's ex girlfriend. Some may say he should stand behind his son, and not even contemplate being a romantic interest for you, but you were such a sweet and kind hearted woman whose been broken, and who deserves a real man to treat you better. Adore you, kiss you infront of everyone, love your heart, body, mind and soul. Whatever he decided to do, he knew he had to give you some time. At this moment, he knew you were hurting, and the last thing you needed was someone else coming on to you. Going to bed that night, his mind was still thinking about the events of tonight, and he wondered what might happen next, and weather his choices in the future, would make it better, or even worse.
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💬 0 🔁 0 ❤️ 0 · Terry Silver X Reader Contains: Strong language/swearing/arguments/sexual contact/sexual content Part 3/5 A few days had
If it's not a bother can you please write a story about cobra kai terry, at the age he is now, but in a slightly different way? so, I love reading smut books about a young woman dating someone similar to her age, but when the dad of the boyfriend is introduced, there's a spark, and romance or smut happens!! I can just imagine old man terry seeing a younger woman who is off limits, but that just makes her that much more irresistible!! many thanks xXx
Absolutely anon, that's a good one, I'll definitely give it a go, I hope you enjoy 😊💚
Terry Silver X Reader
Contains: Strong language/swearing
Part 1/5
After finishing college and gaining your degree, you felt such pride and accomplishment. For years you wanted to better yourself, have a chance at a career, and now, you had exactly that. With you doing your courses in college, and your part time job, you were able to save some money, rent your own apartment then interview for a full time, better paying job. You were now a fully qualified level 5 kindergarten teacher, had your degree, were a manager of your own kindergarten, and had a great career ahead of you. You were so focused on your work during college, that you didn't have time for a boyfriend, nor did you really want one. But now that you had a little more freedom, you decided it wouldn't be so bad to try and get back out there. At the age of 27, you were out of college for nearly 5 months before you met Jack. He seemed nice, funny, sweet, chatty and looked kind of cute. You hung out at a bar with your friends the night you met him, he bought you a drink and talked with you for hours. Before you went home, you gave him your number, and now, the rest is history. A year later, you were 28 and he was 30, and your friends said you made a cute couple. Although, not every day was perfect, then again, isn't that normal for a relationship? You'd have your arguments, your disagreements, but most of the time, the issues were water under the bridge. But sometimes, he was just a completely dick! There was even more than once where you thought about leaving him, when it looked like he was flirting with some woman at a friends party or at the bar, but the women said he was just being friendly, and he wasn't trying it on with them. Still, that didn't stop you from keeping an eye on him when you were out. There was just this niggling feeling in your stomach when he would be like that around random women, hopefully that would go away, or he'd prove you wrong in time. One evening, you were cuddling on the sofa after having some takeout, watching a film called The Pyramid.
"So? There's some kind of creature in there with them?"
"I think so babe. I think it's supposed to resemble, or even be the Egyptian god Anubis"
"But Y/N, I thought Anubis was just some weird picture in history on those old walls?"
"Jack, did you learn anything about Ancient Egypt when you went to school?"
"Eh...define learn?"
"Let me guess, this was one of the lessons you bunked to go and smoke with your friends around the back of the school?"
"It might have been. But that shit was boring!"
"Well, maybe if you'd been there, you'd know a little more about this film"
"Nah, I'm not that bothered. I wanted to watch WWE anyway"
"I've told you already Jack, it's not on this time of night"
"(Childish huff) I wish it was. (His phone vibrates) Hm? The hell? Just a sec baby, I've gotta take this"
"You want me to pause the film?"
"Nah it's fine, I might be a while, go ahead"
He leaves to go answer the phone in the kitchen, and you carry on watching the film, but he took so long. You didn't want to disrupt him, whatever it was, it sounded important. You paused about 20 minutes before the film ended when he came back into the room, sitting beside you, looking slightly confused.
"Are you ok babe?"
"I think so"
"Who was on the phone?"
"That was Sally....you know my mum, the one who adopted me?"
"Of course, she's lovely. But what's wrong?"
"Well...it turns out...my biological dad managed to get in contact with the agency I was with as a kid.....and he wants to meet me"
"Oh my god! Babe that's big news! Are you gunna take some time to think to about if you wanna meet him?"
"No no, I don't need time. I'm gunna do it. Mum sent me his details, and I'm gunna call him tonight. I uh....I hope you don't mind me bailing on you, do you? This is just a big thing for me"
"Of course I don't mind babe, you do whatever you need to do. Take all the time you need, and text me when your ready to talk about it"
"Thanks Y/N. I'll see you later"
He stands up to leave, but as per usual, he doesn't kiss you goodbye, that was always a little pet peeve of yours, you always did it for him when you left. You turned on the sofa towards the door.
"Love you babe"
"Thanks. Night"
Closing the front door behind him, you sat there feeling deflated. In the last few months, Jack hadn't said he loved you back whenever you said it. In fact, Jack hadn't been very attentive to you recently either. He would say he felt tired if you wanted to get intimate, make up an excuse for being late to plans you'd made with him, and his kisses, they felt almost cold. But why? Was it this issue with his biological dad? Maybe this had been going on for a while and he just hadn't told you? You guessed that's what it was. Because if it wasnt, well...you needed to sit him down and have a serious talk with him. Because if he wasn't going to show you the same love and care you show him, then quite frankly, what's the point? That was the last you saw or heard from Jack for nearly 2 weeks, he hadn't replied to any messages you'd sent him, and hadn't returned any calls. It was as if he'd just disappeared. Finaly, after 3 weeks, he called you back.
"Hi Y/N"
"Hi babe, I've missed you. Why haven't you texted me back? Just one message to tell me your ok would've been fine"
"Yeh, but you didn't have to message me every day though"
"Jack, I literally messages you 5 times in 3 weeks, and called you twice. I didn't do it all day, every day. I knew you were going through some things, I just wanted to check on you"
"....I guess"
"So? Are you ok?"
"Yeh, I'm good. I've actually been in contact with my biological dad. We've met up in person and everything. Turns out he's actually not to bad, and he's rich!"
"Ok, so what if he's rich? Has he been able to explain why he wasn't there for you growing up? Or did he even know about you?"
"I don't really care about that, he's rich! And I'm his kid!"
"So?"
"So? Hello?! I'm his kid who he's never met growing up, he feels guilty about not being there, and now he can buy my love!"
"Babe, that's not the right thing to do, and you know it"
"So what? Isn't that what I deserve?"
"I think you deserve a father figure whose choosing to make up for his mistakes, money shouldn't be your goal hear"
"Eh I don't care. Anyway! I told him about you, and he wants us to have a meal out together. Isn't that cool? He wants to meet you!"
"Really? Are you happy with introducing me to your real dad?"
"Hell yeh! And! He said he'd pay for everything! So! Friday night, be ready at 6, I'll pick you up, wear something nice!"
"But babe-"
"No no! You have to come! Come on!?"
"Um....alright"
"Great!"
"Ok then....I love you"
"See you then!"
And just like that, he cut the phone off and left you sitting there, without even a goodbye. Was this Friday night even going to happen at this rate? You were seriously contemplating breaking things off with Jack, and it wouldn't be something you could do, straight after meeting his dad for the first time. Come Friday night, you'd talk to him, because something has to change. Eventually, it was Friday, and you had just finished doing your makeup for the evening out. Meeting a parent of your partner is always a little nerve racking, but you crossed your fingers in hopes that his dad was a nice guy. Actually? Jack hadn't even told you his name? That would be awkward, meeting someone without knowing their name. Taking a glance in the mirror, you looked amazing and ready to go, even wearing your favourite dress for the occasion.
A hurried knock came to the door. Upon opening it, in rushes Jack, excited with a beaming smile.
"Hey! You ready? I've booked an uber for us, oh man I can't wait! This restaurant is the nicest around!"
"Yeh...sounds good......do I look nice?"
"Huh? (Spins to look at you)"
"Do I look nice tonight?"
"Oh yeh! You look gorgeous!"
Oh thank god. You were hoping for an answer like this, because if it wasn't something positive, this evening could've gone a completely different direction.
"You always look gorgeous in that dress! Right! Lets go baby! The uber's hear"
He hurried you out of your apartment, eager to get to the restaurant. And yet, in the back of your mind, a little voice told you his comment about your look, wasn't quite true. What if he only said that to avoid a fight? Or to get exactly what he wants? To get you out of the apartment and meeting his dad? The rest of the evening will have to tell you if he's worth giving a chance. 20 minutes later, you and Jack were walking into the beautiful, and very expensively posh restaurant, with a fountain in the middle of the room, and high class people sat at their tables.
"I feel so out of place hear Jack. I'm not sure I can afford it hear"
"Ah don't worry about that baby! My dad will pay for everything!"
"Babe, that's not fair. I'll have to-"
"Ah! I see him! Come on"
Taking you by the hand, he guides you through the tables, and straight towards a private dining table, where an extremely tall, silver haired man stood to greet you both. Jack pulled him in for a hug first, then introduced you.
"Terry, this is my girlfriend Y/N. Y/N, this is my dad Terry Silver"
"Hello, it's nice to meet you Mr Silver"
You offer your hand, he takes it gently, placing a gentle kiss upon the back of your hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you too Y/N. And please, call me Terry"
You all go to sit down, Jack sits first, not doing the gentlemanly thing of pulling out his girlfriend's chair first, you assumed that was what he was meant to do. Shrugging it off, you reach for your chair, only to be politely stopped by Terry, pulling your chair out for you instead.
"After you Y/N"
"Oh, thank you Terry"
"Your welcome. (Pushes you in and sits beside you and Jack) You know Jack, you real should pull out a lady's chair first before seating yourself"
"It's just a chair"
"It's not just a chair Jack. It's about etiquette, and being a gentleman to your lady"
"Eh, maybe next time. Anyway! What do you think of this place Y/N? Cool right?"
"It's beautiful"
Terry takes a sip of his water before Jack talks to him again.
"So dad, what do you think about Y/N huh? Hot right?"
"(Looks at you with a happy smile) I think you look beautiful this evening Y/N"
"Thank you Terry, that's very kind of you to say"
"Jack did tell me a little about you when we first met, but I'm afraid I don't know that much. Why don't you tell me about yourself?"
"Ok, what would you like to know?"
"How about your work? What do you do for a job?"
"Well actually, I've very recently just bought, and run my own kindergarten"
"Wow! That's amazing! You bought your own kindergarten? How did you do that?"
"Well, since I left secondary school, I've always loved being around children, and I wanted that to be a part of my career. So when I left school, i got a part time job in a kindergarten, trained to get my qualifications, and earned my degree. And now I've used much of my savings to run my own company"
"Oh my god, that's incredible Y/N, and such an accomplishment at such a young age. I'm sure your proud of yourself? Your friends and family must be. I certainly hope Jack hear took you out to celebrate when you did that?"
"I do feel proud, very much. It's just one of my dreams I hope to achieve. And Jack, well, we did kind of celebrate"
"Kind of?"
Jack interrupts you before you can tell Terry what you did.
"Yeh, well Y/N wanted to go to this cocktail bar in our local town, but I couldn't go"
"Oh? Why is that?"
"Eh, I got banned. Some stupid excuse involving some girl who thought I tried it on with her. So yeh, we just had a couple of beers at home instead"
Even relistening to this story made you feel a little low, you turned your face slightly away so they wouldn't see that it had effected you. But Terry knew. He saw your reaction, and he knew his son was starting to show his true colours in how he behaves around you and treats you.
"You know Jack, there are hundreds, no thousands of men out there who would beg for a woman like the one at this very table. I certainly hope you treat Y/N, at least every now and again? It sounds like she's worked hard, how come you didn't spoil her or take her somewhere else when she achieved this?"
Wow! That's very nice of Terry to be on your side in this. You half expected him to be just like Jack, but he seems to actually know how to behave, clearly Jack doesn't take after him.
"I couldn't be bothered to go out that night, that's all? And I didn't want to be by myself. Besides, Y/N didn't mind, did you baby?"
"Well, actually Jack-"
"Ah! The waiter's hear! Hi, I'll have a pint of beer. Dad? What would you like?"
"Good evening, I'll have an old fashioned please. And Y/N? What would you like?"
"May I have an appletini please?"
"Of course. I'll bring those over in a moment"
The waiter says nicely, walking back to the bar. You decide to try and find out more about Jack's dad, as he hadn't told you how he met him.
"So, Terry. If you don't mind me asking, how did you get in contact with Jack? He did tell me about his adoption when we first got together"
"Yes, the adoption. I won't lie to you, and neither have I lied to Jack...I wasn't aware he even existed until about a year ago. You see, as I've explained to Jack, I was not a good person in my younger years. I was cruel to many people, I drank, did coke, and was so power mad, that nothing and noone else was even a second thought to me. Years ago, I had a friend named John, and we created and built our own company, a dojo"
"A dojo? Are you you a sensei?"
"Yes I am! You know about karate?"
"A little, it's a hobby I wanted to take up years ago, but life got in the way. But I've always liked it"
"That's wonderful to hear, when I told Jack about my dojo, he asked if it was a a type of food (chuckle)"
"(Giggles) Jack, you thought a dojo was food?"
"Hey! It sounded like some kind of sushi or something!"
"Oh babe, your funny"
"Anyway, during that time of my life, me and John had an issue with one sensei, Miyagi. And let's just say, my dojo fell. After that, John disappeared, and he was my best friend, so without him or anyone else....I looked for any comfort I could find. And that's when I was a little....promiscuous...so to say. If a lovely lady wanted me, I'd spend the night with her...and I felt bad that I behaved like that. But I had no idea that one of those interactions, would result in me actually becoming a father. Jack's birth mother tracked me down, told me about him, and that's how we're all talking right now"
"Oh wow.....that's one hell of a story"
"Yes, it is. And I'm sure Jack has told you, he doesn't want contact with his birth mother?"
"Yes he did when we first met. I've always told Jack that he doesn't deserve a mother like that (takes Jack's hand) He told me about how nasty she was, and his choice to go no contact is something I completely support"
"Thanks baby"
"You know, it's lovely to see my son with such a wonderful and supportive girlfriend. When I found out about Jack, I hoped he was happy, and with someone like you in his life"
"Oh, thank you so much Terry, that's very sweet"
The waiter brought over the drinks, giving them to each of you, you all cheered together and took a sip.
"Let's take a look at the menu shall we? And don't worry you two, it's on me tonight"
"(Looks at the prices on the menu) Oh! Uh, that's very kind of you Terry, but this is quite expensive. I think I'll just pay for myself"
"Baby! My dad's offered to pay, don't be rude!"
"I'm sorry, I'm not trying to be rude babe, but you know I don't like it when people spend money on me"
Terry quirks his eyebrow.
"Y/N, if I've offended you I apologise"
"No no Terry, that's not it at all. It's just that growing up, and even these days, just a starter on this menu could pay a whole weeks worth of food shopping. I just, don't feel comfortable with that much being spent on me"
"I understand. I can tell you've worked hard in your life, that your the kind of woman who saves every penny, likes to earn her wage. But please, just for this evening, allow me to do this for you. I have more money than I can ask for, I could probably buy this entire restaurant and it wouldn't even make my bank balance slightly change. You've been a support to my son when I couldn't be....allow me to show you that I appreciate you taking care of him"
".....I.....I guess when you put it in that way....I can't really say no"
"Perfect. So please, order whatever you'd like"
That was incredibly generous of him, he put it so sweetly, it did still feel a little strange for you, but with that charming smile, how could you resist? You've got to say, his smile was.....beautiful....you can tell where Jack got his looks from. Wait-what?! Shut up Y/N! This is your boyfriend's dad! Stop it!
"Alright! I'm gunna get the steak! With the triple cooked fries too! What about you dad?"
"Definitely the blackened salmon, it's a favourite of mine. And you Y/N? Have you decided?"
You just cant help but feel uneasy while looking at the prices. Terry see this, but before he can say anything to help you, Jack speaks first.
"Why don't you go for the steak baby? Isn't that your favourite?"
"Uh, no Jack. It's chicken....I've told you that like a thousand times"
"Oh! I right yeh, I forgot. There's a char grilled chicken breast! Why don't you get that?"
"Uh......I think I'll just get the side salad. I'm not that hungry"
"But baby-"
"I'm having the side salad"
"But that's tiny! And it's the cheapest-"
"How are you having your steak cooked babe? Rare or medium?"
"My steak? Oh definitely well done!"
"(Terry splirts his drink a little while taking a sip) Well done?! Son, that's not how to treat a steak!"
"I like it that way! Anyway, I gotta use the bathroom. I'll be back"
He stood and went to the bathroom, now leaving you and Terry alone.
"I'd just like to say, it's a pleasure to meet you tonight, Y/N
"It's nice to meet you too. I didn't really know much about you to be honest. Jack told me he was going to call you when his mother called him, but other than that, all I've learned about you was this evening"
"You mean Jack hadn't told you anything about me? We started speaking 3 weeks ago, he hadn't spoken about what we've been doing?"
"Well, I tried to ask him about it, but he wouldn't really say anything...he was...a little distant...I assumed he wanted some privacy"
"There's distance, then there's no communication. Did you text him? Call him? Or was it face to face?"
".......I.......I'm not sure I should say"
"Y/N. Your an adult woman. Please don't feel bad about telling the truth"
"....Your right....sorry.........I.......I did text him....5 times in those 3 weeks, but he didn't respond. And I called twice...but again, no response. I assumed he was busy spending time with you"
"........I'm sorry? He hasn't spoken to you at all in the last 3 weeks? Has he even seen you?"
"Nope. Not once. In fact, the last time I saw him was the night he called you, and tonight was the first time since then. He was quite persistent on me meeting you"
"From the way you talk about how he's behaving, he's going the wrong way about trying to keep you in his life. A strong willed, determined woman like you won't put up with that, and may even look for someone better"
"....................."
"...Oh........Oh sweetheart....you've thought about it, haven't you?"
"What?! No! No, not at all!"
"........Y/N......it's ok"
"But-but I haven't! I swear! Your son's a good boyfriend!"
"...............No he isn't"
"...........I'm sorry?"
"Y/N......I've only been in Jack's life for a few weeks, but I've spent a lot of time with him...and I know the kind of man he is. Well, not man, more like boy. Man child almost"
"W-wait? Why are you saying this? I thought you were getting along well with him?"
"I am. Mostly. But over the years, I've been around a lot of people, and I can read everyone as easily as a book. Jack, despite him being my son, is selfish. And it's veeery obvious, he more interested in my money, rather than my time"
"I.....I don't know what to say to that"
"You don't have to say anything. Y/N......this evening, you've spoken proudly about your accomplishments. How hard you've worked and continue to work in having a career, and that's incredible. It takes an impressive amount of strength and determination to do what you've done, especially on your own. Take it from me, whose been a millionaire since I was in my late 20's, and I worked hard to earn that. This evening, you've shown that your a great catch, an independent, strong willed and beautiful young woman. And watching you with my son.....I do honestly wonder how he managed to land someone like you"
"But Terry.....Jack's your son"
"He is. But that doesn't mean I don't see what's going on infront of me. And don't worry, I won't tell him about this conversation. It's private between us. But please Y/N, if he's not treating you right, the way you deserve, don't take anyone else's thoughts or feelings into account, do what's best for you"
How? How is your boyfriend's long lost dad, better at talking to you, and knowing how to behave and treat a woman? Why couldn't Jack be like him?
"I.........I felt......a little awkward coming hear this evening Terry......I wasn't-"
"There was a part of you that wanted to end things, wasn't there? And meeting your boyfriend's dad would have made it that much harder?"
".....H...how did you know that?"
"I told you. I can read people"
You catch a glimpse of Jack coming back from the toilet, Terry takes that chance to say one more thing to you.
"Remember Y/N. Your a good woman. Do what's best for you, not Jack, not me, just you"
"Thank you Terry....I'll keep it in mind"
Wow, just wow. This man was an absolute gentleman.
"Ah! That's better. Hey baby, you and my dad get along while I was gone?"
"Yeh. I think we definitely did"
Terry gives you a wink, that goes by unnoticed by Jack.
"Alright, I'm starving! Shall we order? I'm ready for my steak! Your having one too right baby?"
"No Jack, I already told you remember? I'm having the side salad"
"Oh come on! Get something better!"
Terry clears his throat.
"Jack, she's said what she wants"
"But her choice is stupid!"
"Hey! Don't speak like that Jack! Now apologise to your lady"
"...Fine....sorry baby. Alright, why not get the chicken?"
"Because it's too expensive Jack. I've chosen the salad"
"Is that so you can loose a little weight or something? Cuz I wasn't gunna say, but lately you have kind of-"
"Jack......can I speak to you by the bar for a moment?"
"But why baby? We're all getting along and-"
"I said, the bar. Now."
"Uh? Ok? I'll be back in a sec dad"
As you lead Jack to the bar and out of earshot, Terry's eyebrow raised, he knew Jack was in trouble, and he hoped he was going to get an earfull.
"Jack! What the hell is wrong with you?"
"What?"
"First of all! Your not listening to me when I'm clearing telling you things at the table tonight. And second of all, did you real think you could get away with saying that last thing about me? I mean, who the fuck says that to their girlfriend? And infront of their dad no less! Is it so I can loose a little weight?! That's so rude!"
"I was just trying to point out that-"
"I swear to god Jack, you'd better not finish that sentence!"
"Oh-ok....look, lets just go back to the table alright? I'll behave"
"You know what Jack? I think I've had just about enough of this evening"
"Wait what?"
"If you want me to even think about messaging you tomorow, I suggest you go and see if there's an uber or a taxi outside"
"Baby, don't be like this"
"I've had enough tonight Jack. Please go see if there's anyone available while I say goodbye to your dad"
"Hmf. Fine. I won't be long"
He stomped away like a spoiled child towards the outside of the restaurant, you compose yourself and head back to the table where Terry sat, watching and waiting for your response.
"Terry, I'm very sorry with how this evening turned out, but I'm afraid I'm going to head on home. But I truly mean it when I say it was a genuine pleasure to meet you"
"It was a true pleasure to meet you too Y/N. (Stands up from chair and approaches you) I completely understand why you've decided to go home this evening, and please don't feel bad about it. It appears I'm going to have to teach Jack a few lessons in how to be a man. I'm sorry about him"
"Don't be. He makes his own choices. I....I really do hope I get to see you again. Your really nice and it's been lovely getting to know you"
"I feel the same way. (Kisses the back of your hand) If you and Jack are able to reconcile, I'd very much like it if you both come to my home next weekend. I'm hosting a BBQ and evening party in my beach house. I've invited many of my friends and work colleagues too, and your welcome to come"
"Thank you Terry, that's a lovely offer. I'll have a think about it and let you know. Oh, before I forget, hears the money for my drink-"
"That won't be necessary"
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive. In fact, the waiter is bringing something over for you as we speak"
At that moment, the waiter offers Terry a to-go box, that was still hot from it's contents, and hands it to you.
"I hope you don't mind. I asked the waiter to prepare a char grilled chicken to go for you. I know you only chose the salad because it was the cheapest thing, but a young woman like you who has been working hard, deserves a good meal"
"Terry, I don't know what to say"
"You don't have to say anything, that little smile is more than enough"
"Thank you Terry. That's very kind"
"Your welcome. (Sees Jack at the entrance) I hope you have a good night"
"(Hugs Terry) You too Terry. Goodnight"
Walking to Jack with a smile, Jack still looks a little down in the dumps.
"There's an uber outside"
"Good. Enjoy your night with your dad"
".....Baby-"
"Nope. We're not doing that. Goodnight Jack, I'll text you tomorrow"
And just like that, you slipped out of the restaurant and were on your way home in minutes. Jack on the other hand, sat back down to the table with Terry, with a face like thunder.
"How are you doing son?"
"I'm fine. She's probably just PMSing or something. She'll get over it"
"(Shakes his head) Jack, you are kidding me right?"
"What?!"
"Can't you see what's going on hear?"
"Yeh! She's being dramatic!"
"She's being honest! You know, I don't think you understand how much of a catch Y/N is. She's beautiful, polite, kind, strong willed, and she's shown you nothing but respect and support"
"Respect? She just left! How is that respecting me?!"
"It goes both ways Jack. You haven't listened to her this evening, and very nearly got your ass handed to you when you spoke about her choices of food, based on your own assumption of HER body! You don't talk to women like that! Let alone your own girlfriend. If your not careful Jack, and if you don't start treating her like your queen, someone else will do it instead"
"Pfft! No way, she loves me! I have Y/N in the palm of my hand! There's no way she'll go looking for something else"
"Be careful with what you say Jack, because it's very clear from how she's politely conducted herself this evening, with both you and me, that she's not going to tolerate this bullshit for much longer"
"Then what do I do? Get her some tampons or something?"
"(Hits his head in disbelief) Jesus fucking christ. Alright. We're going to order our food, and for the rest of the night, I'm going to teach you how to be a real gentleman to Y/N"
Once you got home, you turned off your phone, got changed into your pyjamas and sat infront of the TV watching Netflix and eating the beautifully cooked chicken from the restaurant. Hold shit it was good, so moist, tender, and the spice balance was perfection. The flavour still lingered in your mouth, even a few hours after eating it, absolutely sublime. That night, you slept soundly, dreaming about the many random things that happened during your day to day. And very bizarrely, one person popped into your dream, it was Terry. Why on earth was HE in your dream? And why, when you dreamt about him, was he sat in a jacuzzi, in the middle of a yacht? That was so weird! He was shirtless and everything!.......shirtless.....and wet......wow, those muscles-
"(Gasps!) What the fuck?!"
You ask yourself in a daze, sweat on your brown after waking up in the middle of the night.
"What the hell?! Why did I? How did I? Ugh, no! I need to get my mind off that!"
You grab the remote and stick something on the TV, which thankfully, distracted you enough to help you fall back asleep. But, the next morning, you still remembered. You remembered Terry in the jacuzzi....his wet chest.....and the feeling you had inbetween your legs when you were startled awake. Come on! Get it together woman! This was your boyfriend's dad for christ sake! Oh wait, your boyfriend! You forgot were going to message Jack today, it completely slipped your mind.
{Hi Jack}
{Hi baby. Did you sleep well? XX}
{I did, thanks for asking}
{Listen, I wanted to say sorry for last night. I was rude and you didn't deserve to be spoken to like that XX}
Wow. You weren't expecting that. You assumed he'd do his usual douchey thing and pretend nothing happened. But he's actually apologising?
{Thank you Jack. Yes, you were rude last night, but I'm glad you were able to recognize that}
{It was all thanks to my dad. He told me how much of a dick I was, and he spent the whole night explaining to me how I should be speaking to you. I'm sorry baby. And I'd like to take you out today XX}
{Really? Take me out where? x}
{How about that tapas place in town? Then maybe a walk around your favourite book shop? XX}
{That sounds lovely! Ok, let do that X}
{Great, I'll pick you up in 20. Love you XX}
{Love you too XX}
Oh my god! He actually said it back! At last! You thought this might have been the last straw with Jack, but it seems he's actually listened to Terry, and taken that information on board! Great! You really hoped this was the new Jack, the Jack who you first started dating, fingers crossed. You spent a wonderful day with him at the tapas restaurant and book shop, and even stayed over his house that night too. You both agreed to go to Terry's house on the weekend, both of you were really looking forward to it, and seeing Terry again. Unfortunately....it seemed Jack's little perfect boyfriend act was slowly dissipating. You went out to the book shop with him on Monday, things were going good until Wednesday, and now it was Friday, and you were sat feeling shitty once again on the end of your bed, trying to decide what to wear to the BBQ. Jack enters the room, not even giving you a second glance, trying to find a pair of shoes for himself.
"Come on Y/N! We need to hurry if we wanna make it to dad's expensive beach house!"
"Is that all you care about Jack? How expensive it is?"
"My dad's mega rich! Of course that's what I'm thinking about! I really hope he gives me a tour of the house, and maybe gives me one of his really expensive watches! Can you imagine how much money I'd get for one of those?!"
"Hang on, hang on. Are you saying that if your dad gave you a gift, you'd just sell it?"
"Yeh!"
"But what if it's a family heirloom? You can't do that Jack"
"Oh yes I can! He's rich after all! Now come on, hurry up!"
"But-"
"Just please hurry up!"
"Wait Jack. Which one will look nicer on me?"
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Which dress should I wear to the BBQ? The red or the blue? I'm not sure which-"
"Oh my god who cares?! It's just a stupid dress! Look, I'll be outside, just put something on. You look basic in all your clothes anyway"
Wha-? How..the hell..can he just say something like that? Just that little comment, made you feel like your chest was tightening up, and tears started to fall from your eyes. How can your boyfriend be like this with you? You'd never dream of saying something like that to him, it's hurt you deeply, you could never do that to him. That was enough. You'd put on a brave face tonight, but once it was over, you were going to end things with Jack once and for all. Your not going to take this bullshit anymore, you don't deserve this. Glancing at yourself in the mirror, you see your sad little face, wiping your tears away. You wanted to look nice tonight, so you bury this pain down, and find the strength for a brave face. Calming down and putting on a little mascara, you then choose a dress. This one brings out the colour of your eyes, blue it is.
Jack never said a word about your outfit in the car on the way to Terry's house, or if you looked nice at all. He was just facing anything that wasn't you. You've seen this look before, it was the money look. Anytime he thought he was getting something expensive for free, or just handed cash, there were dollar signs in his eyes, just like now. It was very clear, you were not going to get a lot of attention from him tonight, and you already felt a little low about how you looked....hopefully....you could just stay out of the groups of chatting people this evening, keep out of the way, and wait till you can go home and hide your true feelings.
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