Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
I didn’t run into any one of them but I did notice my stepfather’s light was on in his study. I eased the door open after a light knock and he looked up. He turned from his computer screen and removed his glasses.
“What are you doing home so early angel? Are you not feeling well? I knew you shouldn’t have gone back to school so soon.” Just what I needed. A sympathetic male. This was going to be even better than whipping the skin off the back of some cowering simpleton.
I walked into the room with a sulky pout on my face. It never ceases to amaze me how no matter what’s going on, I can always use my sexuality to get ahead. My juices were already flowing and I’d barely stepped into the room.
I put a little extra swish in my step. This might be my only windfall for a while. Everything else was slipping away and all I had was home. And since it seems that he’d forgotten all about me trying to off the kid and was now back under my spell, I don’t see why it shouldn’t work the way I want it to for now.
I knew he was looking at my legs under the short skirt I was barely wearing, but pretended not to notice as I bent down to pick an imaginary something up off the floor.
I walked around the desk and looked at the screen with an interest I did not feel. It was only so I could lean over to give him a better view of my ass. “What are you doing daddy?”
I felt a little tingle when I called him that. Don’t all dirty old men like being called that? His indrawn breath was all the answer I needed.
I was already becoming excited just from the thought of seducing him. It would be the ultimate coup. Mommie dearest would shit a brick if she walked in and saw me with his cock in my mouth, or maybe my ass…
I was getting way ahead of myself so throttled it back. I was feeling rushed and going on fear and that’s never good. So I calmed myself and regrouped. Nice and slow Mandy, don’t act too desperate or you’ll blow the whole thing.
I let my breast brush against his arm as I leaned in closer, pretending to read, while my skirt rode up on my thighs. I expected to feel his hand any minute on the warm flesh of my inner thigh. But instead the door opened and mom walked in.
I had to play it off, but he didn’t even seem phased at almost being caught by his wife, ogling her daughter. I eased into a standing position and turned an innocent smile her way.
She had that threatened look on her face but what could she do? The stupid bitch had signed a prenup so if she made a stink he could just leave her and where would she be? It’s not like I was underage, though that hadn’t stopped me when I started.
Which reminds me, some of those men in my little black book would be in a world of hurt if I revealed certain things. Especially in this current environment, I’m sure they’d be willing to do anything to keep my mouth shut.
The thought made me feel much better as I made my way around the desk and headed for the door. “Oh hi mom!” I stepped around her and didn’t give any explanation as to why I was there, just headed back to my room. Now I’m horny as fuck. I reached for my phone and scrolled through the alphabet.
I called Carter’s number first and wasn’t too pleased to find my number blocked. My anger didn’t last long however because he’d already served his purpose. Still, he shouldn’t have blocked me.
Put it away for now Mandy, you can think about revenge later. Carter’s not even the biggest fish to swim in your little pond.
Besides, I wasn’t in the mood to mess with his stupid kid and she’s the only reason I’d fucked him in the first place. Daddy’s little princess wasn’t looking so high and mighty these days now was she?
Those were the days. When I killed two birds with one stone. I’d seduce and fuck the daddies of all the little princes and princesses who got on my nerves, and then use that fact to blackmail said daddies. It was a twofer.
I had a very naughty thought then. If I could get Chad Saunders in my bed wouldn’t that just beat all? The thought took root and I have to admit, it wasn’t half bad.
Why hadn’t I thought of that? Instead of the son, go after the dad. Then I could wipe that smug look off Mrs. Saunders face. I could take over everything.