ANNA-BROOKS GETS OWNED, Pt.1

Hello! This time I thought it would be fun to see where the Roberts Boys got it from. If you are not sure what I am referring to, please click my profile. Of the 12 multi-chapter stories written so far, 10 are about the Roberts boys and their sexual hi-jinks/adventures, so it’s high-time I wrote something about their Dad. This one incorporates a young lass’s introduction into BDSM, hope you enjoy it!)



The temperature was humid, the air thick, and the sun bright, which only made my mood worse. There are things about Florida I loved, but the heat was not among them, and I cursed under my breath, because the babysitter had just canceled on me.



Who am I? I’m Mike Roberts, father of Johnathan and David (about whom I have written several stories already). Yeah, I’m getting close to 60, but I’m still enjoying being a ‘power-player’ in law & business related to the panhandle part of my state. Swimming and Biking have become a thing, along with a trainer to keep this “old” man in shape, and at 6ft. 4” I sport a body & lifestyle much more athletic than men younger than myself. Heck, I still have most of my hair!



I have family in this week, as her father David & his partner Brandi (See my 4 part series, DAVID’S GAME) were out of town, but I also had a philanthropic function I was to attend this eve. Even though the function was casual, Maddie, my grand-daughter was just too young. I had hinged at least one if not two deals on getting to hob knob & politicize, and now the damn babysitter had cancelled on me.



My younger son David Roberts certainly made a cute little girl that I of course doted heavily upon. I checked my Rolex and saw that I needed a babysitter in the next 4 hours, & on a Saturday night to boot. Damn kids these days. I sighed and decided to ask the one person I knew, knowing what the answer was probably going to be. I stepped outside and made my way to my neighbors, knocking on our door.



A moment later, Anna-Brooks Cowan was standing before me.



“Hi, Mr. Mike!” She said brightly.



Anna-Brooks Cowan was 19, and was a very pretty woman. She stood about 5ft. 5 , & yes, she carried a bit of weight in the hips, combined with a small chest that made many boys her age pay her no attention, which was a shame. Anna-Brooks had that ‘thicc’ body, with wide hips and a sexy round, buoyant rear end. Her body was voluptuous, with smaller-yet-plump-looking breasts on her chest.