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He might think that I am trying to trick him. Of course he would think that. I need to get him to trust me. There is a reason why I called his cock “beautiful”. I could have left that word out – but I didn’t. He needs to hear it.
“Abby, what…,” he utters as I close in on him, slowly running my hands across his toned chest. Even through his thick, fancy shirt I can feel the muscles. He is buff and trained.
I move along to his side, gently grabbing each of his wrists and pulling them towards me, guiding the way.
“Where you thinking of me?” I ask, looking up at him with longing eyes. “Is that why you were doing that in my room? Is this what you want?”
His breathing accelerates as I put his hands on my body, placing them on my hips. I move closer to him and reach back to lead his hands towards my ass. He is completely passive, his hands do not move by themselves and just stares at me with disbelief – and growing lust. The tension is almost unbearable. I feel drawn to him, and I can feel how much he is holding back, how much effort it costs him to not grab me and take me. He wants it, I can see it – and feel it.
I raise myself on my tiptoes and stretch to be as tall as possible and reach his lips for a kiss. He is so much taller than me that it won’t work if he doesn’t lean down a little.
“Abby,” he breathes. “This is… wrong. We can’t…”
“Yes, we can,” I whisper. “And we must. I want you, daddy. Kiss me.”
Finally, I can feel a reaction from him. He grabs my ass cheeks and squeezes them. Gently at first, but the little moan I let out when he does it, drives him over the edge.
He grabs my ass with brute force and pulls me closer, pressing me against his big body while he leans down to kiss me. Our lips meet and before I know it, his tongue is exploring my mouth, greedily twirling around mine.
We moan and kiss, with the tension between us finally taking over. His hands knead my ass cheeks above the thin fabric of my dress. I know he wants to pull it up and I edge him on by squeezing myself against him, squirming beneath his hot grip and begging for more.
The most satisfying of it all is the hard bulge that I can feel pushing against my belly. He is rock hard and desperately rubbing his pelvis against me.
And then we hear steps behind us.
He pushes me away just as suddenly as he has pulled me in. We both stare at each other for a moment, breathing heavily. His cheeks are blushed, and I bet so are mine. They are burning hot, just as my entire body.
I turn around, just to see one of my uncles turn around the corner. He smiles at us, obviously not suspecting a thing.
“Oh, are you standing in line?” He asks, nodding towards the bathroom door behind George.
“Actually,” my stepdad exclaims. “I was just about to go in. Sorry.”
And with that, he turns around, moving awkwardly close to the wall to hide his conspicuous erection and enters the bathroom, quickly closing the door behind himself.
I smile at my uncle and shrug. “Guess you’ll have to wait a few moments.”
He chuckles. “Ah, I have all the time in the world.”
I cast him a quick smile as I make my way downstairs. My cheeks are still glowing with excitement.
It’s going to happen, I am sure of it.
We just need to be alone for longer than a few moments before I go back to college.
* * *
The perfect window of opportunity appears the next morning. The entire family plans to visit a market right after breakfast. Everybody but my stepdad, who has always hated markets like these and has often excused himself when it was time to visit them.
When I find out that he is not going this time as well, I instantly decide to fall sick after breakfast. I claim that I did not have a good night’s sleep and could not stomach breakfast well. And it works perfectly fine, though I have to endure a few worried questions by my mother and my aunts.
I can hardly wait until they finally leave. I shut myself away in my room, hugging the sheets in my bed, because I am oh so sick. Unbeknownst to anyone, I am hardly wearing anything, just sporting my tiny little night gown. A cute negligé in innocent white that leaves little to the imagination and matching panties. That is all.
He knows that I am staying home as well and when the door of the house closes and I can hear the cars driving away, I almost expect him to show up at my door.
But he doesn’t.
I wait for a few minutes to make sure that everybody is gone and listen for him. But nothing. The house is completely silent and for a moment I am beginning to fear that he might have changed his mind and went with them after all.
