Vera.
“That’s what having a man in my life did for me. I don’t feel lonely nor any kinda feelings that’s borderline sad…” The video podcast I’m watching blares.
Everything Serene Wilfred said in the video about being in a relationship is all I’ve been imagining the past three days.
I’ve managed to coop up in my room. That’s the idea I got from clicking through that blog three days ago. The write up made me realize that when you make yourself scarce, the man you want will desire you and I followed the teachings.
I’ve not set my eyes on David for the past three days. The routine of having dinner together was forgotten. I make Irene get me the foods I wish to eat in my room and She does that.
Irene sure noticed the distance I created between me and my daddy but I don’t bother going into details of the cause of the strain in our relationship.
So, being cooped up here, I watch not only porn videos that help me spill my cum like rain but also relationship videos.
Serene Wilfred is one of the women out there I admire their relationship lives. They have it all together, the love and attention. It makes me jealous and I keep thinking about why I can’t have such with Daddy.
I almost gave up trying to create the distance between us but I found out it works the very day I discovered there’s a secret room connected through my closet. Everything
I perceived in the room was David’s
scent and I started to realize he’s been watching me. Way…way before now.
I had this boost in my confidence that…David’s
only restraining himself from coming clean and declaring his intentions. He’s been watching me, I couldn’t
help the redness that warmed my cheeks.
I begin to wonder if all those nights I use to moan to his name and finger my cunt with thoughts about him in my head if he had been there at all?
Well, nothing much had happened since then. He hasn’t make a move. Not at all. And that suddenly makes me start feeling like the room was just there.
In fact, I don’t know what to assume again. That man’s twist can make one run totally insane.
I wince when I feel a strong pull in my stomach and I quickly know it’s that time of the month again.
With a soundless cry, I stand from my bed, dropping my phone. I walk into the bathroom and check myself. It’s dropping lightly.
When I open my drawer to get a tampon, I find out I don’t have any again.
With a sigh, I adjust my dress and walk out of my room. From the top of staircase,
I hear the blaring sound of the TV.
It’s like someone’s watching a reality show. It must be David but why is he home at this time of the day? I think to myself and saunter down the steps at a slow pace.
I swerve through the short hallway between
the staircase and the sitting room
and my eyes land on the huge form sitting on the long couch, munching on some fries.
From the mixture of gray and black hair, I already know it’s
Andrei. However, before I corner his side, the big man already turns and shoots a look at me.
I blink faster than I usually do. I can’t
seem to get over his brooding face and form. The scar running from his throat up to his jaw can make someone’s knees buckle with fear. It looks like someone wanted to garrote him.
Those days when David and I were like every other foster dad and daughter, he told me Andrei once worked for a crime family in Russia before moving to New York.
I guess that’s where his dangerous looks come from.
I shake off my thoughts and clear my throat. I knit my eyes with Andrei’s and then. “I need to head to the mall.” I keep my face straight, aiming to conjure this authority I assume I have.
But, the man’s deep, guttural voice makes me crumble, I almost melt on the floor.
“Why?”
Just one word and shivers already cast across my skin. Still, I manage. “To get something I need.”
“It seems you’ve forgotten
something, Vee…” He pops a fry into his mouth. I feel like walking over there and crushing his lips as he spills that annoying as hell words. “You’re still grounded. The boss made it clear not to allow you to go out.”
I practically curl my fists in anger. “Oh, so it’s safe I soil the whole house with blood, huh? So pathetic.”
At my words, Andrei’s
eyes go saucer wide. “Blood? Were you hurt? Show me?”
I don’t even shake at the authority his voice is laced with. Screw him and David. Bunch of annoying men.
I scoff and point out. “Spare me that fuss, Andrei. I’m a full-grown woman who has monthly
visitors.” I cross my arms defiantly
over my chest.
The man suddenly
blushes but it goes as quickly as it came. “Forgive me, Vee. Don’t worry I’ll send someone to get one for you.”
“I want to get it myself. I have a special brand I use.” I force the words out.
“I’m afraid you can’t. It’s
a strict order.” Andrei expertly shoulder-passes me and walks into the kitchen.
You’ll barely even know someone’s walking because the man walks so stealthily like a ghost.
“You and Dad are…bunch of annoying, bitches!” I ramble and hurry upstairs.
I slam my door so hard, that the hinges squeak. I almost cried. Almost. But I hold it in and grab my cell.
I call Sage with one thought in mind. If I can’t step out, that means people can visit me. I don’t
mean only Sage. I mean most of my classmates.
“Sage? Where have you been?” I rattle off. It’s been days since I’ve tried to reach her but her number was off.
“Girl…It’s been crazy over here.” She tells me. Her voice doesn’t
have its usual vibe.
“What happened?” I ask.
“Dad had a fight with Mum. She cheated on him with her boss.”
I can imagine the look of sadness on her face now. If I’m there with her, I’ll be running my hands on her shoulders to give her an assurance that things will be fine.
“I’m so sorry about that. It must have devastated you.” My voice drops an octave.
“It sure did. I just switched off my phone while trying to get my shit together. In one piece.”
“I get that…”
“Wait Vera, I heard you hadn’t been
in school for three days now. Why?” She voices out.
“I…I’m…grounded.” I sound like a girl being maltreated. Yeah, I guess I am because how on earth does someone restrict his daughter from attending classes?
“Why?”
“Shits happened.” I manage.
Sage sighs. “Is it because
of Mr. Blacksmith? I saw him coming over to the locker room that day and I knew he was going to hit on you. And I also saw your…smoking hot daddy, Truman. Did he catch up on you?”
I roll my eyes as images of that day fall into my vision. With a tsk, I spill. “Yeah, that. He saw Blacksmith sucking me off…”
“Ouch. I can imagine the look of horror on your dad’s face.” She says.
It wasn’t a look of horror, Sage. It was that of hunger. And something similar to possession, I say to myself not voicing it out.
“Yeah.” I mutter to Sage.
“Gross. And the latest news is that Mr. Blacksmith has been fired.” She informs but I already know.
Diving into the reason I called, I mutter. “Sage, what do you say to a slumber party?”
“Can I bring my girlfriend
over and fuck her to pieces?” She says, a note of humor in her voice.
“Actually, yes, and others
as well. It’s going to be heated.” I gush, buzzing with excitement.
“When will it be?”
I calculate the days my period will last and then I spill out. “Thursday?”
“Noted, girl.” She rattles off, chuckling. I nod even though she can’t see. We speak over a few things and end the call.
What I plan this Thursday is a full-blown seduction. I have a new set of teasing, lacy hookup panties and a bra I need to try on. And, oh, I want to know what my overly-controlled daddy will do.