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can’t just throw you over my knee, but you’ll still get your comeuppance eventually.” His hand squeezed my ass tightly.
“Ouch.” I remarked with a wince.
“Still sore?” He brought his other hand around and squeezed the other side.
“Yes!” I squirmed forward a little bit, but he kept his hands in place.
“You can’t even begin to imagine how much I want you right now.” He rubbed his hands up my ribs.
“Chloe is upstairs…” I said cautiously. “Her bed is literally right above us.”
“A tank couldn’t wake her up.” He reached behind me and started to unzip the dress.
“You know I’ve never done this before, right?” I asked as my dress fell off of my shoulders.
“You’re on top. Go as fast or as slow as you want to.” He pulled me closer and stubbed out his cigarette.
“Wasn’t there something you wanted to tell me earlier?” I asked as I recalled our last conversation before Chloe interrupted us.
“Later…” He said as he locked his lips with mine.
Our first kiss was like an explosion of grandeur. I could feel my pussy getting wet against his jeans, which were slowly getting tighter as his cock swelled. He held the back of my neck tightly, forcing his tongue into my mouth as our heads tilted and our eyes closed. My breathing got heavier as I started to feel overwhelmed by passion. Part of me still wanted to hold back knowing that his daughter was upstairs, but the rest of me was on fire. I started to grind my hips into his jeans, ready to feel what was hidden behind the denim inside of me. I had waited my whole life for the right man to come along and claim me. I had no idea it would be under such strange circumstances. I was right where I wanted to be, embraced by a man I loved, ready to give myself to him. I knew I would submit to him in any way he wanted and do anything for him that he asked. My fingers fumbled with his button down shirt as I felt his lips move down my neck.
“Is there anything I should do?” I asked as my hips moved against his zipper.
“Just keep doing that.” He whispered as his lips moved further down my neck.
“Okay.” I whispered back. He started to match my ferocity with his own hips lifting up against me.
“God, I can’t wait to be inside you.” He reached for his zipper.
“What was that?” I asked a second before footsteps sounded from the stairs.
“Shit, it’s Chloe.” He said angrily.
I slipped my dress back onto my shoulders and ran towards the kitchen as he tried to casually conceal the erection in his jeans. I slipped into the bathroom and pushed the door closed, not bothering with the lights. I got the zipper on my dress up and realized my thighs were damp when they came together. I wasn’t sure if I should pretend to be using the bathroom and come out, or just sit silently and wait for Chloe to go back upstairs. I couldn’t hear what they were saying because of the closed door, and they were also speaking softly. I waited for nearly ten minutes before I heard her footsteps on the stairs again and slowly opened the door. He was sitting in his chair with a scowl on his face and a cigarette in his lips. All of the passion and desire seemed to be gone from him. I walked into the living room and sat down across from him. He didn’t even acknowledge me for a moment, but then seemed to snap out of his trance and look over at me.
“Is everything okay?” I asked cautiously.
“Yeah, it’s fine.” He said with a hint of anger in his voice. “Chloe won’t be staying her after all.”
“She won’t? Where is she going to go?” I looked at him with a confused stare.
“She’s moving in with one of her friends, some fucking dropouts who all work retail downtown. There will be four of them crammed into one tiny apartment.” I could tell he wasn’t pleased.
“That news couldn’t wait until morning?” I asked, feeling my legs
“Ouch.” I remarked with a wince.
“Still sore?” He brought his other hand around and squeezed the other side.
“Yes!” I squirmed forward a little bit, but he kept his hands in place.
“You can’t even begin to imagine how much I want you right now.” He rubbed his hands up my ribs.
“Chloe is upstairs…” I said cautiously. “Her bed is literally right above us.”
“A tank couldn’t wake her up.” He reached behind me and started to unzip the dress.
“You know I’ve never done this before, right?” I asked as my dress fell off of my shoulders.
“You’re on top. Go as fast or as slow as you want to.” He pulled me closer and stubbed out his cigarette.
“Wasn’t there something you wanted to tell me earlier?” I asked as I recalled our last conversation before Chloe interrupted us.
“Later…” He said as he locked his lips with mine.
Our first kiss was like an explosion of grandeur. I could feel my pussy getting wet against his jeans, which were slowly getting tighter as his cock swelled. He held the back of my neck tightly, forcing his tongue into my mouth as our heads tilted and our eyes closed. My breathing got heavier as I started to feel overwhelmed by passion. Part of me still wanted to hold back knowing that his daughter was upstairs, but the rest of me was on fire. I started to grind my hips into his jeans, ready to feel what was hidden behind the denim inside of me. I had waited my whole life for the right man to come along and claim me. I had no idea it would be under such strange circumstances. I was right where I wanted to be, embraced by a man I loved, ready to give myself to him. I knew I would submit to him in any way he wanted and do anything for him that he asked. My fingers fumbled with his button down shirt as I felt his lips move down my neck.
“Is there anything I should do?” I asked as my hips moved against his zipper.
“Just keep doing that.” He whispered as his lips moved further down my neck.
“Okay.” I whispered back. He started to match my ferocity with his own hips lifting up against me.
“God, I can’t wait to be inside you.” He reached for his zipper.
“What was that?” I asked a second before footsteps sounded from the stairs.
“Shit, it’s Chloe.” He said angrily.
I slipped my dress back onto my shoulders and ran towards the kitchen as he tried to casually conceal the erection in his jeans. I slipped into the bathroom and pushed the door closed, not bothering with the lights. I got the zipper on my dress up and realized my thighs were damp when they came together. I wasn’t sure if I should pretend to be using the bathroom and come out, or just sit silently and wait for Chloe to go back upstairs. I couldn’t hear what they were saying because of the closed door, and they were also speaking softly. I waited for nearly ten minutes before I heard her footsteps on the stairs again and slowly opened the door. He was sitting in his chair with a scowl on his face and a cigarette in his lips. All of the passion and desire seemed to be gone from him. I walked into the living room and sat down across from him. He didn’t even acknowledge me for a moment, but then seemed to snap out of his trance and look over at me.
“Is everything okay?” I asked cautiously.
“Yeah, it’s fine.” He said with a hint of anger in his voice. “Chloe won’t be staying her after all.”
“She won’t? Where is she going to go?” I looked at him with a confused stare.
“She’s moving in with one of her friends, some fucking dropouts who all work retail downtown. There will be four of them crammed into one tiny apartment.” I could tell he wasn’t pleased.
“That news couldn’t wait until morning?” I asked, feeling my legs
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