I blushed, embarrassed. I knew the way I enjoyed his touch was probably obvious. Im fine, Stepfather, I answered, channeling the girl I just viewed on the video. I think my tummys just a little upset.
Oh Im sorry to hear that, he soothed. His hand moved under the blanket to gently caress my stomach. I closed my eyes again. I liked being held by him, protected and comforted.
Its okay, I sighed, rolling onto my side to watch the movie. God, if only he knew how my body responded to his touch.
Our movie night ended the way it usually did, with me passing out with my head on his leg, and him softly waking me up. I yawned and stretched, my arm bumping against his chest accidentally as I uncurled.
What time is it?
Almost eleven thirty. I reluctantly got out from under the warm blanket, feeling wobbly on my feet. I always wanted to fall asleep on the couch, but Robert would never let me.
Night, Stepfather, I said, leaning over and letting him kiss me on the cheek. I then went to bed. The first thing I immediately did upon covering myself with my bed sheets was plunge a hand down my pants.
Oh yeah, I moaned, easing more and more pleasure out of myself, my fingers buried in the folds of my velvety slit. I was desperate now. I imagined it was Robert who was violating me, his big hand deep inside my white cotton panties, as I writhed on the couch next to him.
A series of little animal squeaks left my mouth, the same sound I always made as I pushed myself through those last few ecstatic moments when it felt like my whole body was swelling with hot pleasure. I finally came, feeling every muscle in my body clench as I let my orgasm have its way with me.
OhGod, I groaned, rolling over and relaxing. My whole body was heaving. I sucked my fingers, enjoying my
own taste, and the way the nasty little act made a second wave of lust bloom through my body.
Why was I so horny all the time? I couldnt take it. I liked Caleb, even if he could be a little annoying. I was going to make Caleb fuck me, I decided, before I rolled over and went to sleep.
****
Would Robert let me go to Sonic Emergence? That was the question. He should. After all, it was a week after graduation. Not letting me go would be mean. And my stepfather wasnt mean. A little demanding maybe, but not mean.
Still, I felt a little nervous bringing it up.
So I decided to put it off another day. After all, I was going out tonight, and I didnt feel like having an argument about it; I was meeting Caleb at a vegetarian restaurant in thirty minutes, and I had to ask for the keys to the 4Runner anyway. If I brought it up now, Robert was bound to hold the keys from me until I convinced him Sonic Emergence wasnt going to be the drug-soaked music festival that it was, and that he was finally going to be able to meet and examine Caleb to his satisfaction.
I padded up the stairs to his office in my socks. I knew he was in there, doing market research or something.
Stepfather? I asked, knocking on the door.
Come in, sweetheart. He was dressed casually, in the same brown slacks and crisp white shirt he always wore to the office. His shirt was un-tucked with rolled-up sleeves, and he was typing something on his computer intently. He flashed a quick smile when he saw me enter before going back to his work.
Going out?
Yeah...could I have the keys to the truck? Im picking Caleb up in thirty minutes. Were going out to eat.
Robert cocked his eyebrows, as if he was worried about Calebs masculinity or something. Youre picking him up? Shouldnt it be the other way around?
He got his license suspended. He cant drive right now.
He got his license suspended? For what?
Shit . There wasnt any use lying to him. For a DUI. I watched as Roberts eyes widened It wasnt that big a deal, I persisted, he wasnt even driving. He was drinking a beer in the cab of his truck, and he was going to sleep in the back. His sleeping bag was rolled out and everything. The cop just wasnt very understanding. He should have been charged with underage drinking, not a DUI. He literally only had one beer... He had also been caught smoking a joint, but if I were to tell Robert that I would probably never see Caleb again, let alone go to Sonic Emergence.
Robert crossed his arms in front of chest implacably.
Calebs underage. He shouldnt be drinking anything, not even a beer.
Stepfather-
Jesus Christ, Emily. I haven't even met this boy, and it turns out he has a DUI? The answer is no.
Damnit . Roberts urge to protect me was going to fuck everything up. I could forget about my plans to steal Caleb's job. Its not like hes an actual criminal or something, I pleaded.
Well, Emily, Im sure glad my daughter isnt dating an actual criminal . You made him out to sound like a good guy."
Stepfather--
No Emily, thats final. Its not up for discussion. Im responsible for your safety, and Im not going to let you hang around with that boy. Its that simple.
Fine, I said. My lip was trembling a little, but I did my best to freeze the expression on my face. I turned around and walked to my room, fighting the urge to slam the door. Of course, I was still going to go to Sonic Emergence. I was going to get what I wanted. But now I would have to sneak around behind my stepfathers back, and that was going to be a real headache.