Since my mum passed away it's left my dad, my older twin brothers Shaun and Lewis who are 23 and both work full time, myself and my little sister Gracie who is ten. Shaun is an accountant who goes to the gym every evening from work so he gets in around now. Lewis is a baker so he is normally just rousing from his nap after being up so early. Dad is a driving instructor and he tries not to book lessons too late so he can pick Gracie up from school, spend time with her and help her with any homework she has. And then there's me, who gets home from Sophie's about now.
I walk through the door and call out, but nobody answers. I notice the clock, it's 5.30pm. No wonder it's so quiet. I'm home earlier than usual tonight. I flush slightly as I think back to why I'm home at this time... to Levi catching me and his daughter fucking... to his face and the slight smile on his lips as he left the room... I dump my bag on the kitchen table and pour myself a cold drink, noticing the note on the table.
'Anyone that cares... It's Gracie's parents evening tonight. It starts at 5, so we should be back for half six. If anyone wants to start tea that'd be great, there's plenty in the fridge. Actually, forget it cos if nobody bothers reading this we'll all starve. I'll pick fish and chips up on the way back... Don't all thank me at once. Muggins x'
I smile. My dad loves to make out he's real hard done by when actually he's just a pleaser. A pleaser with an odd sense of humour. Then again, name me a dad with a normal one...? Thought not.
I take my drink and climb the stairs, wary of being extra quiet, to make up for the shouting I did when I got in, now I know that Lewis will still be sleeping. As I turn right and lean against his bedroom door I hear faint snores and relax a little.
I turn round and walk into the bathroom opposite and turn the hot tap on full blast, plugging the hole and pouring in liberal quantities of bubble bath. I walk down the hall to my room and strip my clothes off. Or should I say, I take off my coat and shoes. I grab my towel off the radiator and head for the bathroom where I drape it straight over the radiator again so it's warm and snuggly for after my bath.
I lower myself into the tub then lay back and relax. Feeling the rush of heat through my body, I close my eyes and think about this afternoon at Sophie's house. I am going to be so embarrassed next time I see Levi. Oh well, he could have walked in at a worse moment I guess...
I adore Sophie, she's my best friend and my lover. But her dad, he is an Adonis quite frankly. He's about 6 foot 4 inches tall, well built but not overly muscular, with dark hair and the same piercing green eyes as Soph. He is always friendly, approachable and kind.
At 43 he's the same age as my dad, but I've often wondered what he would be like as a lover. One night Sophie and I were downstairs and I could hear her parents fucking. Her mum sounded like she was getting pounded hard and loving it. Since then I have masturbated more than a couple of times while thinking about him.
As I think of Levi my brain flicks to him catching me being eaten out and I can't help but worry how long he had been in the house before he had wandered in on us. I submerge my body and try to just calm down and enjoy my bath, putting this afternoon's escapades out my mind.
My phone bleeps from its resting place on the edge of the sink and I reach for it. I see Sophie's name on the screen and open the text, worried about what she has to say.
'Hey, you should come back and get your food. Dad knew you'd be here so he got you some and he wants to talk to you x'
I figure the longer I leave it before facing the music the more awkward it will become. I quickly finish up in the bath, fix my hair and make-up, brush my teeth and head out the house. I text my dad and tell him where I'm going and not to worry about feeding me this evening.
Almost as soon as I knock the door flies open and Levi beckons me in, leading me to the dining table where two plates of food wait for us. I ask about Sophie and he tells me she quickly ate her dinner and rushed out earlier after she got off the phone. It was something to do with a uni project she'd forgotten about so she'd be back around midnight after the library closed. As he says this he pulls her mobile from his pocket and lays it on the table.
"In her haste, she forgot to take this with her...." I look at him blankly."...so I thought I'd make the most of the opportunity and get you back round here so that we can speak about your actions."
Shit. Shit shit shit. This can't be good. I smile at him halfheartedly and we finish our tea in silence. When we are done I take the plates into the kitchen and load them into the dishwasher. Wandering back into the open plan dining/living area I see Levi has moved to the sofa and is sat studying Soph's phone.
"Um, well, thank you for tea. I'll leave you in peace now, I should head home and do some more studying. Please tell Sophie I'll call her tomorrow?"
I move towards the door which leads to the hall, but his commanding voice stops me in my tracks.
"You aren't going anywhere until we have discussed this," he says as he turns the phone screen towards me and I'm greeted with a page of pictures that I have sent to Sophie over the last few months. "This is quite inappropriate behaviour for a lady of your age!"
He walks over to me, takes me by the wrist and guides me to the sofa where we both sit down, facing one another.
"You're my daughter's friend and my friend's daughter yet I find mysef drawn to these photographs. That makes me feel like a dirty old man but it also leaves me hungry and curious. I thought about just wanking while looking at them, but I decided I would rather get you back over here and discuss it face to face."
Taken aback, I move to stand up. Before I know it, he's on top of me. I wriggle and squirm underneath him but the weight of his body pressing down on me stops me from moving. I can feel a definite fullness in the crotch of his suit trousers. Our faces are only inches apart and the sensation of his hot breath on my neck sends shivers down my spine.
I look up at him and his beautiful green eyes stare back. Oh god, how many times have I imagined being under him, looking into his eyes, his full lips drawing ever closer to mine...? I never thought it would actually happen and now that it was, well, I'm scared. Truth be told, Soph and I have got up to all sorts of naughtiness, but I'm a virgin and this isn't how I envisaged that changing.
"Levi, you need to stop. This is wrong. You're Sophie's dad and I, errr, well, I don't want to do this," I stammer.
I try to push him off me, but he takes hold of my wrists and pins them above my head with only one of his hands. The other one is left free to slip under my top and down inside my bra.
"Stash, I can't help but feel that you're lying to me. I can feel your hard nipples, I can hear your ragged breathing, and I can see the lust in your eyes so just... go with it, let me take what I want!"
Levi's hand shifts from breast to breast, pinching my sensitive nipples, grabbing handfuls of my ample bosom. He smiles as he slithers his way down towards my jeans.
"Seriously, Levi. I can't, we shouldn't, I... um..... woah! Jesus fucking Christ, I said no! You can't just do whatever you like!"
His hand is working into my panties, rubbing my mound and snaking perilously close to my pulsating clit. As good as it feels, I know I can't and shouldn't be doing this. Not today and not with him. I push my arms up and to my surprise he lets go of me. I stand in front of him, flushed and panting. I can't decide if it's excitement, fear or a delicious mix of the two.
Looking down I realise how bad this looks. My breasts are hanging out of my bra and my top is way up above them, while my jeans are down below my ass and my panties have been pulled to one side leaving my slick pussy exposed. I feel thankful that Sophie won't ever know about this and suddenly feel very vulnerable.
"What the actual fuck Levi?" I shout as the camera flash goes off.
"It's really very simple, sweet Anastasia..." he smirks, waving his phone at me "...you can fuck me and this gets deleted or you carry on refusing and I can show this to Sophie. I'm pretty sure that, no matter what you say, she's gonna think we did it when she sees it. In my opinion, you may as well get the joy of being fucked, but hey, it's your choice sweet girl."
"My choice? Are you serious? I don't have much of a choice do I? This is blackmail, you can't threaten me, it's not fair!" I yell, stunned by the sheer audacity of it.
"Life isn't fair. It's not fair that I have to admire you from a distance while my daughter gets all the fun. It's not fair that I have to wank, alone, with only my imagination of you for company. It's not fair to deny yourself the chance to fuck me either, because we both know you'd like to."
And with that he throws his phone aside, deftly pulls my jeans and panties down in one.