Not such a frantastic life

The First Time

I decided to ignore the missed calls and texts, but I listened to the voice mails. It was my mom, obviously, she sounded pretty pissed in the first voice mail, saying how she doesn't miss me, she's gonna rent my room off to the homeless, glad the she doesn't have to feed me or look after me. In the second voice mail however, she was crying, sobbing actually. She said that she missed me, she wanted to know if I was alright, was I with Connor, where am I staying so she could send me money.

I was really tempted to tell her but she would feel betrayed. How could I go stay with the man that left us? The man that broke a little eight-year-old's heart? Yes he broke my heart, but he's my father, I still love him.

Sara pulled the black Escalade into the drive and parked it. It was 10:45 by time we'd gotten home. We got home before the boys and the heels were killing me. I slipped them off and put them by Sara's door.

I walked down the hall to the room, I pulled off the gorgeous dress and sat it on the bed. I pulled on a clean bra out of the dresser, as I was changing into a clean pair of panties Connor walked in. Connor was already changed, a pair of black sweats, only a pair of black sweats. I let out a small scream and fell on the bed, my panties around my mid-thigh. I felt my face blush its hardest. I felt Connor climb over me and kiss my lips gently. I felt his cold hands on my thighs sliding up reaching my panties and pulling them up till I was fully covered. His lips never left mine. As we parted he had a big grin, acknowledging my embarrassment.

"It's so cute when you're defenseless." he said still leaning above me.

"What can I say? You're my kryptonite." I said.

I leaned up a bit so I could kiss him. He finally gave in a leaned down so I wasn't sitting up. We moved at a steady pace. Knowing Connor, his tongue entered my mouth. I lifted my hands and ran them through Connors hair. Connor's pace sped up and I was basically forced to, too. I felt something. I didn't know what it was till I heard Connor let out a slight moan.

"Lydia." Connor said breathlessly.

"Yeah?"

"I want you." He said biting my lips sexually. I wanted him too, but there was two problems. Emliee is coming over to chat, and I'm not ready. I'd love to with Connor, I'm sure that he'd be gentle.

"Emliee is coming over." I said.

"Text her and tell her to come at

Midnight." he said.

I obeyed Connor and skipped over to my phone.

Hey Emliee, come over around Midnight?

Yeah. That's cool for me.

Okay, thanks.

I turned around to see the Connor was looking at my up and down. I realized that I was still only in my bra an underwear. By reflex my hands darted over my exposed parts. Connor got up and walked over to me. He pulled me close, knowing that I wasn't ready, but I wanted to be.

"You don't have to. I can wait for you Lydia. I'd wait forever for you." He said, he smelled so good.

"I don't want to wait." I said smashing my lips into his. He was caught off guard at first but then went with it.

We found our way over to the bed. I felt the bulge in Connors pants. I climbed on top of him and started to kiss down his neck. I felt his hands around my back unhooking my bra, it didn't seem to faze him he was only worried about if he was crossing and lines. He keep looking at my concerned, I nodded my head in allowance. He gently flipped over and I was on bottom. I helped him slip off his sweatpants and boxers. Revealing what was poking me. He pulled out a condom from his bag and slid it on ad if he'd done this millions of times. He helped me out of my underwear, his lips didn't leave mine. He looked up to make sure I was alright.