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"Okay," I said and tried to stall a little. "Give me a couple minutes."
Daddy Kevin tapped a quick beat on the door and responded, "Sounds good."
I listened as he walked down the hall and waited until I was sure that he was gone before exhaling with a groan. With a final, frustrated kick, I shook the comforter from my feet and got out of bed. Even from across the room, the mirror over my dresser showed clearly how puffy my lips and eyes still were. It wasn’t completely obvious that I had been crying, but I worried that Daddy Mike knew me well enough to know that something was wrong.
Trying to delay a little bit longer, I grabbed a brush off of my nightstand
and ran it through the tangles that knotted my long, loose hair.
Daddy Mike’s voice filtered into my room through the cracks in the door frame.
"Come on, Sweet Girl. We’re waiting on you!"
Despite my attempts, like putting on a bra and underwear, I eventually ran out of small things to do and forced myself into the dining room to join Daddy Mike and Kevin.
They were already seated at our round table, one on each side. All of the plates had already been set. Daddy Mike and Kevin both got big piles of spaghetti that were studded with massive meatballs. My plate was loaded with my favorite: linguini carbonara with grilled shrimp. It had even been neatly arranged with no stray splatters of sauce anywhere on the tan dish.
I sank down into my chair and did my best to avoid eye contact as I started into the pile of noodles, crispy pancetta and sharp Romano cheese.
"Are you okay?" Daddy Mike asked.
I shrugged my shoulders and tried to blow off the question, but my other Daddy wasn’t having any of it.
"Really," Daddy Kevin sounded worried. "What’s wrong?"
A tear slipped past my eyelashes and I quickly batted it away with the tip of my index finger. By then, my hands were shaking so hard that I almost didn’t get the job done the first time.
"I got kicked out of my exam today," I said softly, my heart heavy.
Both men stopped chewing and looked at each other the same way. I lowered my head and didn’t raise it again until Daddy Kevin spoke up and broke the silence.
"Why, honey?"
I sighed deeply. I knew the answer would be disappointing. "Cheating."
It was Daddy Mike’s turn to sound concerned as he exclaimed, "Celeste!"
I shook my head and swallowed the lump that had started to form in the back of my throat.
"I wasn’t actually cheating, Daddy. I turned to look at the clock and my professor just assumed that I was. I wouldn’t cheat," I said, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes. "You know that."
"Well why would you do something like that? You should know better," he said, already chiding me.
I wanted to just scream. How could I possibly tell him that my fantasies of him and his brother’s naked bodies and hard cocks were the reason why I couldn’t focus? Were there words to tell your Daddy that you wanted nothing more than him deep inside of you?
Big, fat tears threatened to spill over and I’d lost the power to speak or explain myself. So instead of answering, I jumped up from my chair so quickly that it skittered back and fell onto the floor and retreated to the solitary safety of my bedroom.
I covered my head with a tan blanket and cried. Hopefully sleep would take me soon, and tomorrow would be another day...
***
Not long after, I heard Daddy Mike’s footsteps coming down the hall, distinctly more confident than Daddy Kevin.
"Celeste," he called and tapped my door. "Are you in there?"
My mind told me to not answer but the hungry burn between my thighs said otherwise.
"Yes," I whimpered.
