Pairing: best friend’s dad!Andy Barber x fem!Reader
Summary: After not seeing Andy for a couple weeks, you don’t want to risk ruining the night by admitting you’re not in the mood to have sex.
Warnings: Age gap (reader in her early 20s), almost smut – making out and handsy Andy, Reader learning it’s ok to say no to sex, soft and caring Andy, love confessions!!!, still 18+
Word count: ~1,100
a/n: As usual, this can really be read on its own, but here are the related parts
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Sitting on the edge of his bed, all you want to do is collapse backward and fall asleep. He wined and dined you to the point you don’t know how much longer you can stand to stay in the tight skirt you’re wearing, so you suck it up and lean over to at least begin undoing the straps on your heels to get those off.
“I can feel you staring at me,” you huff teasingly, feeling his presence in the doorway.
Keeping your head down, you just catch a glimpse of his feet as he makes his way toward you and kneels in front of you.
“What if I wanted you to keep the heels on,” he smirks, gently pushing your hands away so he can take them off for you.
omg this is just so sweet and honestly there needs to be more fics like this!!! normalizing saying no and that no one should feel guilty for saying so!!!
This is so cute and andy is soft I love this, dest❤
What do people who don’t obsess over tv shows/movies/signers do in their spare time?Like I mean like even the ones who don’t obsess over sports? Like please tell me what do you do? Is your life fun or boring? I NEED TO KNOW!
So I wanna settle something once and for all, do you think Ransom would be a boyfriend who is an asshole to everyone except you and like loves you unconditionally and is like just perfect or do you think he would be an asshole of a boyfriend like he is to others? 
Relationship: Andy Barber x black plus sized reader
~Andy’s POV~
2:46am and all I can think about is her moans and how good I made her feel. Her smile when I walk into the room, how strong she is, especially strong-minded. Laurie stirs in her sleep resting her arm on my chest and that’s when I look at her. I don’t find the same love I had for her before Y/N. It’s not to say I don’t love her as a person. I do dearly and I love her as the mother of my child but I don’t love her as my wife anymore.
I sigh closing my eyes finally drifting to sleep not wanting to think anymore.
…
Y/N has been avoiding me for about 3 weeks and I can’t help but feel bad. The truth is I don’t know how to tell her I want her. That night is all I can think about. I’ve been so stressed out these last few weeks because my son might be a suspect in a murder case. That’s really been weighing on my shoulders especially since I’ve been kicked off the case. Laurie has been growing cold against me and I think she believes our son did it. There’s no way he did it. And I’m scared to ask just in case she thinks I’m trying to accuse her. I just need to know we’re on the same page as a family.
I’m sitting at my desk when I’ve finally had enough. I press the button for my assistant and she walks in with a smile “hey Lynn can you bring Y/N in here to me please?”
“Yes sir” she leaves and I take a deep breath standing up. I watch out of the glass as Y/N pushes her chair out and walks with Lynn. She opens the door and sees me folding her arms. Flashbacks hit me hard and next thing I know I’m having to shield my boner. She looks so gotdamn good with her beautiful mahogany hair placed into a neat puff on top of her head, her shapely body concealed into a short tight floral skirt and an olive green top with nude sandals with gems on them. Maybe it’s because I was drunk but I’m just noticing the tattoo on the inside of her wrist that says ‘breathe’ in intricate letters
“You wanted to see me” she doesn’t even make direct eye contact with me. I nod towards the seat and she shuts the door and sits down. I lean on the front of my table watching her cross her legs and move back.
“Can I ask why you’ve been avoiding me? And don’t lie”
“Because I feel absolutely terrible about what your wife will say when she finds out you fucked your intern and further more I don’t wanna be fired for fraternizing with my bosses boss” she cuts right the the chase
“Understandable but you won’t get fired” I reassure her
“Andy I already have people that don’t like me in this office and I don’t need our business getting out and I’m scared”
“Don’t be Y/N but if you wanna stop I completely understand” I nod “I just want the old us back” I’m referring to how much we used to be. Like 2 peas in a pod. Bound at the hip. Going from best friends to not even speaking is different for us.
She stares at me with her big daunting brown eyes “I bought you a coffee it might be a lil cold but you’ll be ok” I chuckle dropping my head while she stands up to get it. Honestly I don’t wanna stop what we’re doing because I can’t get enough of her but if that’s what she wants then I won’t argue it.
Y/N comes back with the coffee in her hand and hands it to me. “Have you talked to
Laurie about it yet?” She cross her arms looking at me and it’s just something about her stance that makes me wanna place her over my knee and smack her ass red. Laurie never really enjoyed when I spanked her or pulled her hair or even choked her.
“Absolutely not” I take a sip of the lukewarm coffee. She nods in approval.
“Well back to my never ending paperwork to file”
“Just do these for me and fill this out and have it back to me by the end of the day” I watch as YN scans the paper I gave her skipping the other papers. “This is an official hiring worksheet” she states as a matter of factly.
“I’m aware”
“You wanna hire me?”
“Yea and plus you’ll make more money that what you’re making now as an intern so fill it out and you’ve got it” I smile. She bites her lip and I know she said we should stop but I could fill that pretty pussy one more time.
“Thanks” she smiles. I watch her walk away before taking a deep breath. I sit back behind my desk and continue working.
….
Another late night at the office. I sigh rubbing my hands over my face. I look out and see Y/N coming in here. I believe it’s only me and her in here. I watch as a tall man stand up and walk to her. It’s Neal. He slams papers on her desk startling her yelling throughout the office.
“You dumbass bitch. You filed the wrong fucking stack” she stands up in protest. Anger fills me half way and I’m about to slap the dog shit out of him for talking to her like that.
“Don’t you ever in your gotdamn life say some bullshit like that Neal. I’ve dealt with your shit long enough. That stack was getting filed regardless right? Ard then chill out with the fuck shit” there’s her Baltimore accent. He rises above her with intimidating power and I stand up jogging to the door. Anger washes over me as I swing the door open and stomp towards the pair. I didn’t even notice the shocked scared expression painted on Y/N’s face. I grab Neal by the collar seething like a rabid animal. Without saying a word to him I give him a death glare as a warning.
“Andy” Y/N peeps out. Neal cracks a smile and I press him against the wall watching the humor drain from his face replaced with sheer terror.
“You think this is a joke? Do you?” I scream
“Andy” Y/N screams louder and I come to my senses. I let him go watching him scramble to gather his things leaning collectively. I let out a deep sigh and she’s comes to my aid rubbing my shoulder “calm down I’m ok he didn’t hurt me”
“He wouldn’t have gotten the chance” I take a deep breath
…
It’s been a few weeks since the ordeal and unfortunately after that I was let off my sons case. To make matters worse me and Laurie got into an argument that I’m sure puts us close to the brink of separation. I believe that she thinks Jacob murdered Ben and she won’t admit to it and keeps trying to switch the narrative.
I’m sitting on the couch drinking a beer at 10:30 at night when I get a call. It’s Y/N.
“Hey Y/N” I swig the last of my beer
“Hey Andy are you busy?” She asks. She sounds nervous
“No why?” I ask smiling at the sweet sound of her voice
“Can you come by the office I have something for you”
“Y/N you know they’re gonna lose their shit if they see me in there especially after hours”
“Please it’ll be worth it” she pleads. I can already envision her bottom lip puckered out and her arms crossed. I sigh standing up stretching my back
“I’ll be there soon”
“Yay” she perks up and I laugh hanging up. I grab my coat and hear the footsteps of my basically estranged wife approaching.
“Where are you going? It’s 11:30”
“To handle some business at work” I lie. I’m not even sure what Y/N is up to. If it’s what I think it is then of course Laurie can’t know.
“I thought you were kicked off the case”
“Just some important files I forgot to log into the system. No big deal” I pull on my coat placing my hood on my head and exit swiftly. The heavy rain patters hard on the concrete splashing upward with each step I take toward the car.
I get in and press the start button watching Laurie observe me through the curtain. I reverse out of the driveway pulling off into the night.
….
I open the doors and see YN standing there with a trench coat and some heels on and a bottle of champagne. She doesn’t notice my movements as she smoothes out the wrinkles in her coat trying to perfect herself. She doesn’t realize she’s already perfect.
“To what do I owe this dubious pleasure Ms. YLN?” I inquire placing my hands on my pocket and leaning on the door frame. Her smile is bright when our eyes lock.
“Well I have made a change of my mind on something” I walk towards her where she sits me down in the chair standing before me. My heart is racing and my dick is starting to get hard.
“I bought the champagne just in case you need some extra convincing” she laughs. YN opens her coat dropping it on the floor revealing a beautiful 2 piece LINGERIE set. Her body compliments the piece beautifully and that’s when I really take her in. Not just for her sex appeal but for her in general. She kisses me leaning down and straddling my waist where I hold her hips and grab a handful of what’s really mine.
<3rd Person POV>
Andy can’t help but moan as YN grinds down on his thick throbbing boner just waiting to be released from its shackles. Her dominant side takes over and she grabs his face planting an open mouth kiss on his neck. She works on his pants getting on her knees. Mouth salivating as his dick finally springs free. She wraps her acrylic nails around the base swirling her top around collecting the precum.
Andy sinks in the chair ravishing in her skills. He presses her hair out of the way watching the way her pretty brown eyes stare back at him while she sucks and slurps her way to his soul. His head falls back guiding his hips into the back of her throat never breaking rhythm. She pulls his penis out of her mouth rubbing her thumb and palm over the tip while she takes one of his balls in his mouth. A loud moan escapes his lips. Andy has never experienced this before. Not this detailed to say the least.
All the while he’s receiving glorious pleasure, Laurie is home rocking and sobbing on the shower floor. She’s come to the conclusion that her husband doesn’t love her anymore and than her son is a murderer. While one of those is true she can’t help but feel rage and insanity boil within her.
Laurie collects herself and dries off grabbing a pair of jeans and a a shirt. She places her wet hair up letting it air dry. Her long legs stride to her sons room where he’d playing his game but pauses it and looks at her “are you ok mom?” Jacob asks
“Come with me honey we’re gonna go for a ride” before he can respond Laurie leaves the room going downstairs grabbing her shoes. She’s out of her mind. It’s like she’s watching herself complete this indescribable action and she can’t stop it. But she knows deep down in her heart Jacob murdered this boy and she can’t live her life knowing her son is a murderer.
Andy pulls YN up by the neck dragging his tongue along the bottom of her mouth holding her captive in his spell once again. He pulls her panties off collecting her wetness through his fingers. She’s more than ready. Andy pulls YN down on top of his dick watching her gasp as he fills her up.
“Feel that?” He rasps “that’s all yours”
“It’s mine. You’re mine” she utters rocking and swirling her hips electrifying her heated body. Her hands grip the arm rests of the chair as Andy starts pumping up into her.
Her sweet moans. Andy could listen to her moans all day. Laurie was never loud or pornographic like this. Not by a long shot. He watches her ass bounce on his lap as she licks and nips as his ear. The clapping and slushing sounds of their juices makes music to YN’s ears.
“My dirty little slut so fucking wet for me”
Meanwhile Laurie has just downed her second glass of bourbon while waiting for Jacob to approach. She places her glass in the sink when she hears his footsteps.
“Mom where are we going?” The young boy asks watching his mother look so far gone it looks like it’ll take her aged to return.
“Just for a drive” is all she says before she grabs the car keys walking past him and to the car. Jacob shuts and locks the door placing his hand on the car door and instantly gets this gut wrenching feeling that he needs to stay home.
“Maybe I should stay?” He asks
“Nonsense just get in” she starts the engine and Jacob takes a deep breath getting in the passenger seat. He grabs and locks his seatbelt as Laurie pulls out of the driveway pulling off. She takes an unfamiliar road of what looks like dark road. The sound of the rain was always Jacobs favorite. Only this time it dreaded him even more. The rain was heavy, loud, and unforgiving to any car that would step forth on the slippery slope with a daring intention to overcome it.
“Jacob I’m going to ask you one question and I need you to answer honestly” oh no. Jacob knew this question all too well “did you kill Ben?”
“Mom I already told you no” that wasn’t the answer Laurie had damn near given up her marriage for and she knew it wasn’t the truth. She just couldn’t shake this feeling that he was lying. Before she knows it she starts speeding up to 30 miles an hour when the speed limit is 35 but of course driving slow in this nasty weather is imperative but she didn’t care. It was imperative for Jacob to tell her the truth and she was convinced he wasn’t doing that.
“Jacob I’m being very serious tell me the truth”
“I am mom slow down” he pleads with her trying to understand why he isn’t believing her. Her foot presses on the gas even more going 45 miles an hour He goes on his Apple Watch sending a quick text to his father praying to God he answers immediately.
Andy’s wrist buzzes but he doesn’t even bother looking at it as YN whimpers his name. Her hands shake as they try to find something to grab onto. Andy grabs her arms wrapping them behind her back as he holds her waist down thrusting upward hitting her sensitive g-spot making she cries out and squeeze his thick hands. The black hole soon to swallow the two up at the same time.
By this time Laurie is screaming at Jacob and has reached 70 miles an hour down the long road. Jacob pull on his seatbelt which locked for his protection. “Jacob I know you did. Your father may believe your lies but I don’t. You’re just like him. He lies to me and says he’s doing work and I just know he’s screwing someone else” Laurie is fed up. Tears pool both of their faces. Hers in despair and Jacobs in fear. She reaches 90. Jacob has been trying to call Andy and to no avail, no answer. He’s weighed all the possible outcomes of throwing himself out the car but with his locked seatbelt it won’t work.
“Jacob tell me the truth” before he can answer she presses on the gas going to 100. His chest is tight and Jacob has a feeling he’s going to die.
YN’s legs shake as Andy keeps drilling into her relentlessly wanting to make the biggest mess of her. “Neal can’t have you. No one can have you your mine. Fuck this tight pussy is gonna make me fill you up”
“Andy I’m gonna cum”
“Cum for me darling” As the pair reach their climax grasping onto each other for dear life Laurie reaches hers screaming at Jacob continuing to incline the accelerator as he continues calling his father on his apple watch. The teary eyed boy sees that the speedometer has reached 104 Mph and all attempts to try to stop his manic mother have faded. He silently prays as she yells one final statement “I know you did it”
Andy clutches YN’s quaking body as she whines taking the thrusts of his dick with no other option. The duo moans out loudly just as Laurie and Jacob scream before black consumes the both of them. She crashed the car head first into the side of a brick tunnel.
YN looks at Andy who has a small smile on his face. His hands unwrap from her lower back where he held her in place and she looks at his Apple Watch seeing the 7 missed calls from Jacob and one text reading: “mom losing shit”. YN glances at the time displaying 1:22am. Why is Jacob awake and why did he call 7 times.
“Andy you need to go. Jacob called you 7 times” his eyes go wide as the brown skinned mistress pulls herself off of his deflating member as he tries calling Jacob back. It goes straight to voicemail. Andy can’t think of anything but the worst.
Pairing: Andy Barber x Reader Word count: Almost 1.8k Summary: You brush off praise, even if you like hearing it. Andy wants to put a stop to that. Warnings: Explicit sexual content, soft smut, feels, praise kink, Andy Barber (he is a warning)
18+ Please!!! This is not beta-read, so any and all mistakes are my own.
I’m soft for this man. Divider by @firefly-graphics. Enjoy, lovelies!
The first time Andy praised you, over something extremely small, you didn’t know how to react. It wasn’t the sort of compliment where you could say “you, too” and move on. And it wasn’t over phone or text where you could easily deflect it. You felt cornered and the only thing you could manage was an uncomfortable giggle.
Navy I don’t know how you always manage to put so much heart into your fics, but it’s honestly a work of art. The tenderness Andy shows here while being fiercely determined to get his point across is balanced superbly and like you said ’One praise at a time’ definitely seems to be the way to go.
That said though, I think my favorite part was when she noticed he had a thing for being called sir and decided shed have to explore it later. Proof the man definitely needed to distract her. Absolutely love how these two compliment each other. You really do manage to make the sweet stuff so enjoyable.
Today was a good day for me, my husband, not so much as I’ve been testing his patience since the sun rose this morning.
The day started off with me lightly raking my fingertips along his morning wood that was covered by the thin white fabric of our bedsheets, scattered kisses along his neck and jawline that had him wanting more. I left him high and dry the moment I drew a deep moan from him. He groaned in frustration on my way out the bedroom door and spent quite some time in the shower.
The same shower I joined fifteen minutes later to get my day started. Andy tried to trap me in there with him to finish what I started and I let him think that it was going according to how he wanted. We sloppily kissed each other under the lukewarm water that showered down on us. Andy’s much larger hands roamed my body as mine did to his until I wrapped mine around his hard cock, stroking him until he was close to his climax. He grunted as I let him go to finish up my shower with a triumphant smile on my face.
Then after lunch we were both sitting on opposite ends of the sofa with my legs in his lap while we watched a movie that we’ve seen countless times. I waited for him to get engrossed with the film before dragging my feet along his crotch which earned me a death stare from the lawyer.
“What?” I innocently batted my eyes at him and he tightened his grip on my ankle.
“Don’t what me, you know what you’re doing. Stop it.”
That only encouraged me to do it even more. So using my next foot I repeated my action, smirking as I felt his erection starting to form a tent in his grey sweatpants. He tried his best to keep his serious demeanour together but gave up at the friction stimulating his dick.
Now here we are, seated in one of Boston’s fancy restaurants amongst his colleagues and their other halves. Somewhere in the midst of conversing with them I snuck my hand onto his thigh and he immediately grabbed onto my wrist.
“No.” That one word sounded more like a warning than a command and boy, was I curious to see how he’d react to my defiance.
He let go of me and I resumed my taunting actions, squeezing his crotch beneath the table. He choked on his beverage and glared at me in the middle of his coughing fit.
“Are you alright Andy?” I rubbed his back like a concerned wife would to her husband choking would. Andy reassured everyone that he was fine before leaning to whisper in my ear.
“You’re playing with fucking fire babygirl and I suggest that you stop it right fucking now.” Forget angry, he’s fuming and instead of cowering away, following his command I only continued to get him riled up.
I’d tease him for a couple minutes and back off all while in the middle of the jokes and stories told by his friends. To my right, Andy was no longer his regular pale but now his face resembled a crimson colour.
Yeah, I was in for it when we get home.
Andy fished his phone from his pocket and looked at the screen as if he’d just received the most important message when in reality, the only notification that brightened his screen was the endless emails he’d received from work.
“Sorry to do this guys but the babysitter is having a bit of trouble putting the twins down for bed, we should get going babe.”
Nice excuse Barber, using our one year olds who are most likely already knocked out in their cribs at this hour. Following his lead, I bid everyone a goodnight and left with my clutch in hand. Andy quickly escorted me out to his Audi and opened my door for me before rounding the car to get to his side.
Andy’s hand tightly gripped the wheel as he drove us back in the direction of our home, eerily quite and seething in his seat. He took a left onto a dimly lit road that didn’t have much travelers instead of continuing to go straight and I bit my lip in excitement for what’s about to happen. He drove for about an extra mile into the deserted road and pulled to the side.
“Get out.” He killed the engine and got out, waiting for me to join him in front of the vehicle. If it wasn’t for the moonlight shining down on him I wouldn’t have noticed where he was. He stood there with his hands on his hips shooting daggers at me with his eyes as I joined him in the cool night.
“I thought I told you to stop back there?” Andy closed the distance between us with two of his long strides. A smile made it way onto my face as he wrapped his hand around my neck, applying enough pressure to restrict my breathing for a few seconds. His actions caused a pool of arousal to form in my underwear.
“All day you’ve been behaving like a little girl that wants daddy’s attention. Riling me up only to shut me down, leaving me to jerk myself off like I’m some fucking teenage boy with a playboy magazine. Which wasn’t a brilliant idea because if you didn’t play with me like I was a toy this morning, you would’ve gotten the chance to cum but now, I’m just going to take what’s mine and you’re going to wish you hadn’t played with me.” Andy crushed our lips together in a desperate, needy kiss. Our teeth and tongue clashing together as he claimed my mouth, tasting every inch of it with his tongue.
Reaching up he grabbed himself a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back, that made me moan from both pleasure and pain. His beard burned against my neck as he nipped and sucked away at my exposed flesh. His other hand moved down my body, squeezing my breast firmly before moving to undo the band that held my dress together.
Goosebumps rose on my skin as the cool breeze kissed my exposed front now. He didn’t remove the dress completely, instead he left it on to slide his fingers into my soaked underwear.
“You’re drenched babygirl, is all that for me?”
“Only you sir.” I managed to answer him before moaning out his name at the feeling of his long fingers spreading my slick over my southern lips. My eyes shut and hips bucked once he applied pressure to my bundle of nerves.
Andy didn’t give two fucks about anyone who could possibly catch him fingers deep in his wife’s sweet cunt right about now and that turned her on even more. They could be caught at any given moment but neither of them cared.
My hips bucked against his palm as I tried to get more stimulation on my clit but just as the familiar knot began to tighten in the pit of my stomach he removed his hand.
“Turn around.” Complying I did as told and he pushed me to lie against the hood of his car, bunching the material of my dress up over the globes of my ass.
Andy undid his belt and zipper one handed, his eyes focused on the sight before him. His wife was bent over his car in heels, legs spread and her aching cunt glistening in the little moonlight that they had.
“Look at you all spread for me like a whore.” I moaned at the resounding spank he landed on my right cheek. I loved it when he’d get like this..dominant.
“Is that what you want babygirl, you want me to fuck you like a whore?” Another spank landed on my ass this time it was on my left cheek. He repeated his actions a couple times before freeing his rock hard cock from its confines of his boxers.
“I’m not hearing you.” Andy tore my panties off and stuffed it into the pocket of his trousers. Another sigh left me as he coated himself in my slick, lining the tip of his cock with my hole.
“Yes sir.”
He thrusted his entire girthy length into me and began fucking me like a mad man. Moans spewed from our mouths into the darkness of the night as he stretched me out with his cock. This was exactly what I wanted, my husband angrily fucking me into oblivion.
“You’re so tight.” Andy stilled in me, leaning over to nibble on my ear. His hand found its way back to my clit, ripping a pornographic moan out of my chest. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he picked up his pace still applying pressure to my clitoris.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Andy!” My walls fluttered around him as he drove me closer to my forbidden climax. The sinful sound of my juices drenching his dick was music to our ears. I’m most certain I made a mess of his trousers.
“I could feel you squeezing me, do not cum this fuck isn’t for your pleasure.” My hands clawed at the surface beneath me, jaw slack as I turned into a whimpering mess at his pounding into me. Andy’s grunts turned into full fledged moans as he neared his release.
“I’m gonna fill you up babygirl-”
“No, no I’m ovulating.” Reaching behind me I tried to slow his thrusts but he held my hand in place, adjusting his stance to thrust deeper into me.
“I know.” My legs shook beneath me as I fought to keep my orgasm from ripping through me. Andy’s thrusts became irregular before he buried himself balls deep in me. His dick pulsed inside me with each rope of cum that filled me up.
Andy removed himself from my abused hole and tucked himself back into his pants. I wasn’t able to move just yet and he didn’t seem to mind that he could see his seed leaking from pussy. I moaned again as he pushed it back in with his fingers.
“Good girl, open up.” He removed his fingers from me and brought it up to my lips for me to taste. Swirling my tongue around his fingers I cleaned his cum off of them, tasting myself in the process.
He helped me upright and steadied me on my legs that continued to shake under my weight. I halfway fixed my dress while he sensually kissed me under the moon and stars.
“Don’t ever pull that stunt again or else you won’t be able to walk for a week. C'mon let’s go home, I’m not finished with you yet.”
