Chapter 5

Chapter Five

Caspian

"So, tell me what you think about sweet little Mae?"

Not so sure she's all that sweet since she offered to hand my balls to me after I propositioned to be her sugar daddy. And why does that make me so damned hard? None of which I can tell my grandfather.

"I would like to know more about her. How did the two of you meet?"

I listen to my grandfather go on and on about his sweet, little Mae before helping Maria and the night nurse take him to his room. Then I deep dive into finding out as much about this girl as I can …which isn't very much. She has no record, no tickets, and the only thing I can find on her after hacking into the university records is that she made a ‘C' on her last Lit test.

And what's worse, when I look at her finances there is even less to see. She lives in a run-down apartment building in a shady part of town but there are worse places. One of the things that does catch my attention is the order to condemn the building. Maybe she's getting close to my grandfather so she will have a place to stay. Can I fault her for that?

I spend most of the night calling in favors and asking about Maple Whitlow. By the time I finally drift off she follows me into my sleep, and I dream about sweet, sweet pussy that baths my tongue in cream so fucking addictive I need a hit of it every other hour. Waking up around noon, I can't say the dream just might be prophetic because as soon as I get a glimpse of her, my dick turns rock hard.

"Here he is now. We were just wondering if you would join us for lunch. It's such a beautiful day, I was bribing Maria to take it outside so we can all have a picnic. I haven't had a picnic since… Ruth."

The smile that rings my grandfather's face is priceless and all because of the young thing he has hanging off his arm. Could it really be love? Could they be… in love with one another? And why am I all of a sudden jealous of my eighty-year-old grandfather?

"Won't you join us, Cas?"

"Of course. I would love to."

"Oh good! You can walk with Mae while I escort Maria."

Her smile drops from her face, and she pales a little. I can understand given the bad impression I left her with of me last night. I take her hand from where it is lying on my grandfather's arm and intertwine our fingers. She tries to pull her hand away, but I hold firm. As soon as my grandfather steps away, I am speaking, keeping us at the back of the entourage heading to the lake on the west end of the property.

"I want to apologize for what I said or did last night."

"Where you drunk?"

"What? No."

"High?"

"Oh, you think… no, I misread your relationship with my grandfather. I thought…"

"I know what you thought. I'm not stupid. You thought I was buttering up an older man because of his money and his short life, which is disgusting, by the way! You also thought because I was only after money, I would hop on your lap in a heartbeat so you could, and I quote, ‘be my sugar daddy'. Is that about right?"

She's stiff and the tilt of her chin is so high she's in danger of getting a nosebleed. And I love it! Every little sign of defiance just turns me on.

"I just wanted to make sure you weren't after his money."

"By what? Seeing if I would go after yours?"

"Yes, actually. If you love my grandfather, I want to know it's for more than his money or the security that he can provide you."

She stops walking causing me to pull up hard before I start dragging her and turn to meet her stormy eyes. "You are a sad man if you think that is all there is to love. Or that the only love that exists is sexual. I have you know, I love Eddie because of who he is, not what he can do for me. And maybe if you were here more often…"

"Don't tell me about my grandfather, little girl. It's you who are na?ve if you think this is something that doesn't happen when you…"

"Because it happens to you all the time. How many, what are they called? Sugar babies? How many of them have you got in the city? Do they all know about each other, or do you try to keep just one at a time for simplicity's sake?"

"Are you two coming?" My grandfather has turned around and is taking the two of us in.

Not yet, but by the end of my visit, one of us will be.