I woke up close to midnight knowing everyone would be asleep. I put on one of the new dresses I bought, my new makeup, and some perfume. I need to get laid tonight ugh.
I grab my car keys and try to be as quiet as possible. I sneak out the front door and drive off to the same club from the other night. I only have two shots so I'm buzzed, but lucid. I scan the room trying to find a hot guy to take me home, but it's Sunday and not super busy. The same bartender is here, he would do. "Hey, what time are you off?" I yell over the music. "In 30 minutes." He smiles at me while saying this. "Want to take me home?" I ask.I know I sound desperate, but honestly I am. I need to feel something other than pain.
"I can't say no to a sexy lady like you." He says. I wait for him to get off and follow him to his house. He offered to drive me, but I want to be able to leave if I want to. We pull up to his house, or apartment I should say. I get out and walk up with him. "Will your neighbors be able to hear us?" I ask him, I don't want to get him kicked out. "No,we'll be fine." As soon as we get into the door he picks me up holding my ass and slams me up against the door.
We start making out and he goes down to my neck. I lift my head so he has more access and I moan louder than I expected. It's just been so long. He carries me to his room and doesn't bother to take off my dress, just my underwear. I'm fine with that one less thing I have to put back on. He sticks his fingers inside of me feeling how wet I am, and I was. He slams his dick inside of me and I moan again. Then he flips me over and starts going harder. God I needed this. After an hour I stand up panting, putting my underwear back on. "You don't have to leave." He says out of breath. "Sorry, I need to get home." I grab my keys and leave before he has time to convince me to stay.
I get home and try to be quiet coming back in. I go into the kitchen and get a glass of water. "Where were you?" Jack asks me. I don't get scared this time. I keep drinking my water and ignore him. Once I finish my glass I set it in the sink and walk past him. "I asked you a question." He says with a stern voice. "I know" I say as I continue up to my room. "I told you not to dress like that." He says. Now I'm getting heated, "You're Not my father Jack, so stop acting like it." I turn around and say in his face. He grabs my wrists and puts them above my head and pushes me against the wall.
"Don't talk back, I'm not your father, but you can call me daddy if you want to." Ew, so cringe. I think to myself. I decided to play his game though. "Oh, I'm sorry I talked back to you daddy." This must've really turned him on because the next thing I knew he turned me around and had his hand on my throat. I was still up against the wall and I was more turned on than before. "Don't play with me because I don't play fair." He whispers into my ear and bites my earlobe. I suppress my moan and turn back around. "Leave me alone Jack." He let go of me and I shut my door behind me.
I don't know what's up with him, but he needs to stop trying to act like I'm his puppet. I take off my dress and throw on underwear and a baggy t-shirt. I finally fell into a deep sleep.
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RomanceMy best friends brother has always been a jerk to me even when my parents died. He didn't treat me differently until my birthday. What made him change his mind.