#dilf sam rules

you looked at the message, quickly replying back with a ‘for sure’ before packing a small bag. you and sam had been neighbors for almost a year now and you had occasionally helped him out by watching his daughter if he ever needed help.

you walked over toward his house internally looking forward to seeing his daughter again. she was super cute just like how any two year old was. you had also thought about seeing sam too. you didn’t really realize it but you had grown really fond of sam.

the way he carried himself always trying to be the best for his daughter. the way he was so polite and respectful towards you. you sighed just thinking about seeing him right now.

you shook away your thoughts as you finally found yourself in front of his door. you put your hair behind your ear moving it out of the way as you knocked on the door.

like lightning speed you saw sam open the door and give you a polite smile. “hey, thank you for coming on short notice.” he moved to the side to let you walk in.

your heart was beating out of your chest. “yeah its no problem. i dont usually work saturdays.” you smiled walking inside his house taking a look around before turning toward sam.

he closed the door behind and escorted you to the living room. “okay so libby is taking a nap right now in her room but she should wake within the next hour or so.” he looked over at the fridge. “take whatever you need of course. my house is your home.” he licked his bottom lip before scanning you up and down so quickly you doubted if he actually did it.

you gulped before nodding. “thank you.”

he nodded before grabbing his keys and heading toward the door. “you can always give me a call if anything, alright?”

you set your bag down and nodded watching him walk out of the house, close the door, and lock it.

you sighed thinking about your interaction. yn don’t even think about it, he’s a father! you told yourself.

you couldn’t help the way your legs felt like jello around him. his mature attitude and pretty face. his sculpted body… the way he moved, displaying his muscles and toned lines. the nurturing way he took care of his daughter but then the way he would just call you up so that he could take time for himself at the gym.

you don’t know what the case was but that it intrigued you.

you pulled yourself out of your thoughts going to check on libby. she was still asleep so you decided to just sit beside her until she woke.

it was pretty tame the rest of the night. no trouble at all with libby. she woke up and you just played with her the whole time. you always found it easy to entertain her and yourself.

it was about to hit 12 am when you had finally set libby down to sleep and got slightly startled when you heard the front door open. you then relaxed knowing it was sam so you started tidying up libby’s toys placing them back in her toy box when you felt his presence behind you. “is she asleep?”

you turned around and nodded putting the last of her toys in the box before getting up and switching on the baby monitor. you then tiptoed out of the room and closed the door slightly.

you finally turned to see an exhausted sam with a lazy smile. “thank you so much yn. i don’t know what id do without you.” he ran hands through his hair and walked toward the stairs than toward the kitchen.

you waved him off following behind him. “it’s honesty no problem. she’s an angel.”

he nodded in agreement before glancing at the clock. “i’m back earlier than i thought. wanna stick around for a drink maybe?” his voice wavered but you ignored it. “i could open a bottle of wine if you’d like? seems only fair, you’ve been here all evening.”

you hesitated before nodding. “yeah sure, that would be lovely thank you.”

he smiled internally grateful you took him up on his opportunity. he poured two glasses of wine before passing one toward you. you grabbed it thanking him before following to where he was headed.

he strolled to the living room switching on the baby monitor before sitting on the couch and patting the spot beside him.

you sat a good distance away from him feeling a bit nervous. you and sam had never actually taken the time to talk or speak to him in a setting where it was just you two with no rush or no where to be but like lightning speed, the conversation had a flow instantly.

sam started talking about the challenges of being a single parent and how it’s difficult not having a motherly figure there in libby’s life. you listened intently making sure to make him feel like what he was saying was important because it was.

then, he asked you about your life. about what you like to do, what you’re doing right now, and your future plans. you told him pretty much everything. letting yourself spill every detail because for some reason you felt so safe with sam. you didn’t know why but all you knew was that you felt you could tell him anything and he would understand and make you feel heard.

at one point, sam looked at the clock and it had been almost 2 hours of you talking and getting to know each other. “oh shit.. it’s really late.”

you widened your eyes. “oh my gosh — im so sorry. i didn’t realize.” you said quietly wondering how has it been that long when it felt so short.

he shook his head laughing. “it’s okay i… i haven’t talked to someone like — truly had a real conversation in a while. it’s … really nice.” he made direct eye contact with you with a little glimmer in his eyes. his eyes were so beautiful. you felt entranced.

you returned the smile. “i’m really glad because i feel the same way.” you tried not to make your tone sound so… in love but you hardly succeeded.

it didn’t help that sam had spoken up again bringing you butterflies. “you know yn, i don’t think i’ve ever told you this but you’ve been such a huge help — more than i think you’re aware of.”

you didnt know if it was because you were slightly tipsy but you swore his drunken eyes looked at your lips for a few seconds. you tried to shake it off speaking faster than your mind could register. “well, i’m so happy to help, really. i.. i love being with libby and — well, you.”

as soon as you said that you felt stupid. why did you even say that, yn! oh gosh…

the room felt still and so quiet. the feel of the room was no longer as it was. it changed. you thought it changed for the worse until sam reached out and tucked your hair behind your ear like you had always had to do. “i like being here with you too.” his voice came out as a whisper. so soft and sultry you were practically drunk on him.

your voice hitched when you saw him move closer. the tension thick and undeniable now. your heart began to race rapidly while the space in between you both was disappearing by the second.

as you both were centimeters away from connecting your lips he spoke up. “i should thank you properly.” he whispered, his left hand on the coach and his right hand making its way toward the side of your face and neck itching to pull you closer. “if you’ll allow me of course.”

it was like he was waiting for some confirmation and you quickly obliged. “be my guest.” the words came out breathlessly.

that was all he needed before he leaned forward closing the distance between you both claiming your lips. it was soft and gentle at first but the longer it went on the more harsh and passionate it became. he was leaning forward practically pushing you down on the couch craving that dominance.

his hands roamed all over your body wanting to memorize everything about you. you couldn’t believe what was happening. it was like you were living a fever dream.

as fast as he kissed you, his lips left yours and started trailing toward your cheeks and down your neck. his breathing was heavy as he kept going lifting up your shirt and kissing your stomach.

you grabbed his hair loving the feeling of his warm lips in your skin. he grinned at the rough touch. “keep doin’ that.” he groaned, moving further and further. “can i make you feel good? for being so helpful?”

the way he looked up at you with those fuck me eyes had you practically wanting to beg but all you did was nod. “yes… yes.”

he licked his lips tugging on the sweats you wore. “m’gonna take of your clothes, m’kay?” you gulped, nodding nervously still mind blown that this was actually happening.

he pulled your sweats off slowly discarding them and tossing the em to the floor before moving to your underwear. he pressed to fingers directly on your center catching you off guard. you jumped with a moan as he kept that pressure there. “so wet.” he whispered through the dark — the only thing lighting up the area was the lamp on the end table behind you giving you a angelic view of sam’s face.

he wasted no time pulling the cotton covering hour center to the side and giving you a small kitten lick. your legs instinctively closed around his head feeling that small bit of pleasure. sam loved how you reacted to his touch because it gave him an opportunity to move his hands so that he had to forcefully spread your legs open.

he kept his hands there until he realized he’d have to fully remove your underwear. he tutted, “now i gotta take this off.. gotta be a good girl for me so i can be the best for you. can you do that?” the tone in his voice making you want to arch your back.

you tugged your underwear down before sam replaced your hands and pulled it down for you. he disregarded them and threw them where he tossed your sweats. finally he was able to nudge your thighs apart your pretty pussy. “can’t wait to taste you.” he muttered getting closer and closer.

you felt his breath as he spoke against your pussy. he then blew air from his mouth on your clit watching how you clenched and bucked your hips up. a little whine escape your perfect lips causing his dick to twitch. “wanted this for so long.” he whispered to himself. you barely registered what he said before he wrapped his lips around your clit using his tongue to gently nudge it in circles.

the grip you had on his hair grew tighter as the pleasure made your thighs slightly shake. he was really good at this.

he kept this up for a good minute bringing you closer and closer to that edge when you saw his hand move from your thigh to your center. he swirled his middle finger in your arousal before smearing it all over your clit and licking it off.

you moaned at the sight scooting yourself further toward him wanting more of his touch. he smiled at how needy you’ve become giving you exactly what you wanted but a bit more.

he inserted his finger inside you slowly pumping it in and out while also keeping up his tongue on your clit. you pushed his hair back wanting to see him as he pleasure you. you bit your lip as he pushed another finger into you. “y-yes… fuck.” you whimpered, feeling your abdomen tighten. he was doing so good your eyes began to water.

you had become so overwhelmed to the point where you found yourself grinding against his tongue. his hand clenched around your thigh as he picked up the pace of his fingers. “how bad do you need to cum, baby? God, you taste so good.”

your eyes were furrowing and you fought the urge to close your eyes. “need it so bad…” you pressed your lips, feeling his tongue on your clit become so overstimulating. that rubber band in your stomach desperately wanting to snap. “please please please.” you moaned repeatedly.

he sucked your clit into his mouth harshly not slowing his fingers down at all, that alone sending you over the edge. “holy shit!” you threw your head back as your orgasm completely crashed into you catching you off guard.

although sam knew you had finally reached your orgasm, he refused to stop his antics. he hadn’t had enough of you. he was drunk on you. “can’t stop, jus’ taste so fuckin’ good.” he moved his mouth all over, loving how he had writhing beneath him.

you felt the overstimulation get to you causing those tears to spill. “fuck — too much sam! oh shit …” you tried to push his head away but he gripped your legs open.

the pornographic noises eliciting another orgasm from you. “hurts so fucking good.” you groaned, feeling yourself reaching your next peak.

“c’mon, gimme another one, baby. cum on my tongue.” he groaned against your lower lips.

you shook your head squeezing your eyes shut as his words drove you to that edge. your legs shook and tried closing around his head as you came. you felt hot and dizzy as that wave of ecstasy washed over you. your back arched as you tried pushing away from him.

he had a shit-eating grin on his face as he spoke. “goood girl.” he talked you through. “that’s it… that’s it.” he slowed down his actions wanting to smooth the process of you calming down from the orgasm.

after a few seconds, he smiled up at you crawling back up your body. “tell me you’ll let me do that again…” he begged. you raised your brows in surprise. “after i take you to dinner?” he proposed.

you tried to hide your smile failing miserably. “are you saying you’d like to see me outside of babysitting?”

he laughed kissing your neck lightly before pulling away. “been wanting to since i saw ya.”

“that makes me happy to hear.” you grinned.