Awkward Sugar Daddy

Mai and Nikkita stood there, looking uncomfortable. You would be too in your parents walked in unannounced to see you. The couple didn’t know what to do. Mai’s parents stared back at them.

“Mama! Papa!” she blurted out. She desperately covered up her breasts. Nikkita hid behind her the best that he could. Mai’s parents either had a stoic look or covered their mouth in shock.

“Oh…” Mai’s mother said behind her hands. The dad shook his head.

Oh dear.

The four of them sat at the table. The younger married couple had time to cover up. Mai couldn’t remember if they called and she forgot about it. Did Takako say anything? Did her sister even know?

“Well!” Mai said, clapping her hands. “This is quite the surprise!” She looked around at everyone in her family. Conversation just died there. Her mother cleared her throat.

“Did we come at a bad time?” she asked. Nikkita wanted to shout yes at her. He started to speak, but Mai stopped him. She put her hand on his shoulder and shook her head. The Russian man closed his mouth. Mai turned back to her parents.

“No! No, not at all!” she blurted out. The Japanese woman nervously laughed. Why was she lying? Her parents didn’t look convinced. Mai’s laughter slowly died down.

“It’s so nice to see you again!” Nikkita cut in. “Just wished we knew when.”

“Didn’t Takako tell you?” Mai’s father asked. His daughter looked so confused.

“No…” she said. “Hang on.” She got up from the table and walked down the hall. Her parents and husband waited awkwardly. Mai came back, looking at her phone. She shook her head as she scrolled through the messages.

“No,” she said.

“No?” her mother asked. Mai kept scrolling through her texts. She shook her head and narrowed her eyes.

“No,” she said. “I’m not seeing it all.” Mai looked up to see the puzzled look on her mom’s face.

“Well that’s weird,” the mom said.

“We told your sister we were coming Russia yesterday,” the dad said.

“I see! I’ll have to talk to her later,” Mai said. The last part was more to herself. Nikkita put his hand on her shoulder. His in-laws didn’t say anything. The younger couple didn’t know how they were going deal with this impromptu.

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What do you when you want to have sexy times for your anniversary when your in-laws show up unexpectedly? You have to make the most of your situation. Nikkita and Mai lay on their bed. The Russian man looked up at his wife.

“Do you know what I want to do to you right now?” he asked. Mai frowned and shook her head.

“No,” she grumbled. The Russian man gave her a sheepish smile.

“I want to pin you down and rip off your clothes,” he whispered. His wife rolled her eyes. She wasn’t in the mood. Mai rolled over with her back toward him. Nikkita frowned as he pouted. He wasn’t deterred.

“I climb on top of you. I start by kissing on your neck while I whisper about all of the things I want to do you,” he whispered. “My fingers tangle themselves in your hair.” Mai wrinkled her nose, but said nothing. What the hell was he trying to do? Her husband smirked to himself.

“I kiss you on the lips and we don’t stop kissing. Maybe I give you a little bit of tongue. My fingertips run down the sides of your neck. They get lost under your robe. I take my time caressing you skin. They take a rest on your perfect breasts. I nibble on neck as my fingers travel further down your hot little body. I leave playful little nips and a trail of kisses on your skin.”

“I’m not in the mood,” Mai cut in.

“I know,” the Russian man said. “I’m not looking for sex either.”

“Huh?” she asked.

“We can’t have sex. But I still want some action.” Nikkita rolled over onto his back. “So, I’m just going to talk dirty to you just to get you off.”

“But…”

“Shhh. Just close your eyes and get let your imagination do the work.” The Russian man glanced over at his wife who was glancing over her shoulder at him. He had her attention now.

“Humor me?” Nikkita asked. Mai sighed as she faced the wall on her side of the bed.

“Whatever,” she mumbled. Her husband cheered to himself.

“Nice,” he said. “Now where were we?” The Russian man took a moment to think and recapture the mood. There was an act to this visualization of dirty talk. He tuned out his wife huffing beside him. Nikkita closed his eyes and drew in a breath.

“I’ve got it,” he said. Nikkita opened his eyes and licked his lips.

“I turn around and pin you down to the bed,” he said. “I reach down and rip open your blouse.”

“And then what would you do?” Mai asked. Nikkita could tell by her tone that she was trying to hide her smile and sound bored. The Russian man snickered to himself.

“Wouldn’t you like to know, you dirty little girl?” he asked.