Originally posted by queeq
Let's hear it... or read it.
Ugh, i hate to show people what i do/write. here comes the embarrassment.
"His was a idea i had a long long time ago, i just never finished.
3 -point of views- that happened at the same time.
1) The Stepfather
2) The Stepson
3) The Girl Friend
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That Night - The Stepfather
I'm not sure how this started,
but I know it could cause me everything and my life if I'm not careful.
She's the heir in my mind. She's the angel of youth.
Lord forgive me.
We're all visiting in the living room.
I'm sitting next to my wife. She laughs along with everyone.
I'm smiling.
My angel is sitting on the couch in front of me.
I cant help but watch her. I try not to do it too often.
She's smiling.
I watch as my stepson whispers in her ear.
I can almost see the chills on her neck. He kisses her cheek.
I'm jealous.
I watch her reflection through the TV. I sometimes wonder if she's watching me too.
My wife taps me on the thigh to get my attention to some conversation I'd rather died than listen to.
Unless *she* wasn't here.
Glance over at my angel again. She strokes my stepsons wrist.
God, how i wish that was my wrist.
There's no way he's not good enough to have someone like her.
I don't have a chance of being with this goddess.
Even if I did, I have to think about how i could take her.
She's not that innocent, from her body expressions.
Her arm is laid over my son's lap, as her hand is in his.
No innocent baby, would ever be that comfortable enough to get that close to a boy.
I glance over at them again.
My son has his arm around her. He barely strokes the side of her waist.
She softly closes her eyes. I can see the sexual charge.
My sons discreetly touches the side of her breast with his finger.
I do the same to my wife. I copy everything my son does to her.
I'll do anything I can just to feel like I'm in my son's shoes.
This is getting bad.
My wife removes my hand from her.
I put my hands on my side. I'm slightly angered and annoyed from the rejection.
I've got to get out of here.
---Hours later---
Home at last.
My wife is gone. She stayed at the party.
I wander what all they'll do?
I didn't want to let my sons girl sleep over tonight,
But with her parents split, and her father working late,
How could you let this poor girl alone by herself?
They are most likely in bed by now. She sleeps in the guest room.
I made it for her. She used to sleep on the couch
Thank god the door is shut.
I walk into the bathroom to. I need a cold shower.
I swear my heart skipped 2 beats.
I see my angel.
She turns around and jumps a little.
She's wet in nothing but a towel.
I can't leave.
I slowly walk towards her. She does nothing.
I take her hand and bring her closer to me.
She does not reject, nor complain.
I put my hands on her shoulder.
Her skin is still hot from the water.
I'm trying to stay clam.
My hand slowly strokes her face.
I get the hair thats clung on to her skin behind her ears.
She does nothing.
I kiss her neck.
I suck the water off her skin.
Her eyes close.
I can feel the chill bumps around my lips.
She puts her hand on my chest slightly force. She goes to say something.
Please say something. Say anything to me, please. I want to hear your voice.
She says nothing.
I pick her up and I take her to my room.
There's no control over what I'm about to do to this girl.
I'm must me sick.
I place her warm wet body on my bed. I can't see a thing.
I force her hands away from the towel. I take it off and touch her.
She's beautiful.
It's too dark to tell if shes enjoying any of this.
All i can do is hear her breaths in my ear.
God, I hope those aren't in pain.
My heart's pounding so hard, I'm afraid it's going to come out my chest.
She's so delicate. I hold her hands. Fingers between hers.
I can't stop.
I touch her body one last time. I love her tiny waist.
I lay still for awhile. I'm numb.
She's shaking. I rub her neck with my thumb.
I decide its time for her to take her to bed. Her REAL bed.
I put the towel back on her.
I lay her down. I take of the towel again.
Its cold and wet. I don't want her to freeze.
I place her clothes on the bed.
She's so tense. She wont move or look at me. I hope she's not crying.
I kiss her lips. She wont touch me. I wonder if shes even alive.
I leave with a cold feeling in my stomach.
She never tried to stop me. I don't know why.
I hope i didn't hurt her. I tried to be gentle.
I don't understand.
I don't know how I'm going to face her in the morning.
I'm afraid of what her true expressions where in the dark.
What have I done?
She let me do anything and everything i wanted to do to her.
I would of stopped if she said "no."
I'm going to die for this.
Even though she didn't do anything at all,
She gave me the best night of my life.
I'm not sure how this started,
but I know it could cause me everything and my life if I'm not careful.
She is my angel, my heir, my baby, my love. My Goddess.
I love you.
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... yeah its weird.
Originally posted by Thorinn
I can tell. 31Maybe I'll get a tiny Yoda on my ass. 313
Yoda is already tiny, get it full-sized. 313
Originally posted by Thorinn
Only if he's pointing it at the "hole". 13
I should tell you about my uncle's tattoo on his ass...the Scrubbing Bubbles going down the drain...enough said. 🙂
Thankfully it wasn't me, since u call me "JennyBug" ermm
Originally posted by AstroFan
I dont need your pity, she said that she was not THAT sexual, not that she wasnt at all. 😉
I'M GOING TO A NUNNERY! I SHALL ONLY EMBRASS JESUS INTIMATELY!
.... I was wandering why Thorin said "Sup?" to me.