Imagination....Of Me And You Mike!😏

Daddy Issues 2

Mirena kept tossing and turning in her bed, as Ana slept with peace.

Mirena could not think of anything else, but what he did.

To him, it was just a playful tease, but to her, it was war.

She is going to get back at him.

On the other hand, Michael was awake , and on his way to get some water.

He slowly opens his door, and makes his way to the kitchen.

He pours some water , and sips it slowly. Not feeling sleepy at all.

He looks towards the door of her daughter's room, knowing that she must be sleeping. And so does Mirena .

Shaking his head, his gaze diverts to his library door.

He makes his way to the library, thinking his books will be a distraction for him.

He thought about his moves that he made on her. Highly regretting it afterwards. He has never done such things before with her, but this time he felt he should. Now there is a regret.

Sipping more from it, he enters the library ; putting his glass on the desk, he turns, just to get a mini heart attack by -

Michael: Mirena.... You scared me! *Holding his chest*

Mirena was sitting there reading a book ; Kamasutra.

Mirena: sorry didn't mean to. I just could not sleep.

Michael: mhmm...

After composing himself, his eyes slowly diverts to her silk purple gown that had a slit ; showing her legs a bit.

Michael: wow...

He whispers, but not low enough that she could not hear.

Mirena: hm?

Michael: *startles* oh .. um... I mean. Most girls around your age don't wear night gowns is all..

Mirena looks at him funnily and say-

Mirena: why are you looking most girls of my age anyway?

Michael: oh not in that sense .. no! no! I meant it like, my daughter had some sleepovers in the past too, so ,the kids be wearing shorts or tank tops or PJ's. Not gowns... Gowns are more you know...

Mirena: I know....?

She stretches the word, not knowing what he was trying to imply ?

Michael: womanly...

Mirena: oh... So you think I look womanly in it?

Michael: yes... No! Oh I mean..ughhh !!! *facepalms*

Mirena giggles , hiding her mouth.

Mirena: so....

Michael: so, why couldn't you sleep?

Mirena raise a brow, and lifts herself from the sofa ; putting the book on the table, making him realise what she was reading. Then his eyes diverts towards her, as she starts to speak....

Mirena: I could ask you the same question. Why are you awake?

Michael: I couldn't sleep either. Happy?

Mirena smirks and hums in response. She then goes to place the book to its right place.

As she was walking, Michael could not help but look at her ass. The way her behind was looking with the silk...the shape was pure bliss to his eyes, and his imagination, that was triggering his desires ; unknowingly.