Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 49114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Could I do it? Could I fuck my enemy’s daughter and walk away without getting myself entangled with her? Without giving her any part of myself? Other than my cock of course.
Could she even take my cock? She’s so tiny I can’t imagine her taking all of me without too much discomfort. And the thought of how tight she would feel wrapped around my cock made me leak precum into my shorts.
The fact that she already has me tied in knots this way told me that it might not be as easy as I believe. That if I went there with her things may not go as I’d planned.
And it doesn’t help that with that last touch of her hand when we said goodbye that I’d picked up on the fact that she is just as affected by me as I am by her.
My lips still ache to touch the place where her pulse had raced out of control in her neck. And the farther away I drove, the stronger the pull became. So much so that I even contemplated going back there later this evening after I was finished with mom. “No, this won’t do.”
It felt almost like a betrayal of my mother that I would even think of bedding the girl. Not since my school days have I let my dick control me. These days I was a bit more discerning, or at least so I’d thought.
Now it looks like I have an added headache that I did not bargain for when I was planning and plotting. How was I to know that my body would react to her in this way? And my heart…
Fuck no, better leave that shit alone. I might lower myself enough to fuck her, but no way in hell am I going to kid myself that she can get anywhere near my heart. I’m not that damn stupid.
I went to mom’s instead of going straight to my place even though I’d lied about the theater. I was sure she wouldn’t want to go out tonight, but I’d done that for two reasons. One, to bring mom up in the conversation, and two, to get the hell out of there.
But I’d had all intentions of coming to see my favorite girl tonight at all costs. Because even though she wouldn’t ask, would find it hard to bring it up, I knew that she knew today was the day they were moving in.
The wedding was set for next month. Which meant I didn’t have a lot of time left. I have one month in which to bring their whole house of cards tumbling down. And now, to fuck the young one out of my system.
Alright then, I guess I’ve made up my mind there after all. I’m going to fuck her because I want to, because I can. That doesn’t mean I want anything more with her does it? I’m not that fucking dumb after all.
I felt much better with that settled in my mind and just in time too. I was just pulling into mom’s driveway. I’d bought her the house that was close to her best friend after the divorce.
She’d made a fuss because it was too much, and though dad had left her with a little something, I didn’t want her using it on a home. As her son, I see this as my duty.
Though I had no doubt that without Lisa’s influence dad would never have thought of treating mom as shabbily as he has. To be fair, I can’t lay all the blame at her feet though. He’s a grown man with a brain he knew what he was doing even if he was being led.
And that’s what I cannot forgive, the intentional annihilation of a woman who didn’t deserve it. A woman who’d been there when the company was in the worst trouble since its inception.
For some odd reason the daughter popped into my head. I saw again in my mind’s eye that look of innocence that seemed so out of place. Am I comparing her to mom now? I’ve really lost my fucking mind.
“Mom, I’m here.” I always announce myself even though I have a key. I never want her to feel uncomfortable in her home, never want to see the look on her face that had been there after dad cast her off. After she’d been made to feel like a beggar in the home she’d made with him.
She was in the den staring into space with a cup of cooling tea on the side table next to her. She looked small and beaten sitting there and the last vestige of lust finally lost its hold on me.
“Hello sweetheart.” I walked over and kissed her cheek with an arm around her shoulders. She tapped my hand and smiled up at me with all the sadness she tries to hide, very evident in her eyes.