Daddy?

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Warning this chapter shill contain sexual content.

After reciting the situation in my head over and over again my mum called me down for dinner. Before I went down I changed out of my school uniform into a comfy big jumper and shorts. When I got down stairs Michael was sitting on the couch with a beer in his hand watching the tv. He looked up at me and before he could say anything I ran into the kitchen.

"Oh there you are darling, could you set the table for me please?"

I did as I was told and as I was setting it Michael came into the kitchen hugging my mum from behind whispering something into her ear, and she let out a small giggle as he continued kissing her neck and cheek. I looked away in disgust, why would someone that young want to settle down with a old cougar? Don't get me wrong I love my mum. But she has had manyyyy boyfriend's like this before. Although most them were only here for a night every now and then. But Michael was going to be living with us!? After a while we were all sat at the table Michael and my mum across from me eating this so called 'food' she had made. Everything was quite and a bit awkward until mum spoke up.

"Did you know Michael was in a punk typa band thing liv? You like that stuff don't you?" My mum asked.

"Yea I guess" I mumbled.

Before my mum was just about to ask another annoying question I inturupted her.

"Can I be excused now?"

The way Michael was looking at me was making me feel so uncomfortable and then his foot was running up and down my leg.

"Ok I suppose so"

Once again I ran up into my bedroom and stood against the door with quick breaths. What was this man doing to me? I never got so flustered over any man or boy. I needed to get over this.. What ever it was. So I texted Tina if she wanted to hit up one of the party's that was always going on some where in my city. She texted back straight away.

T: Fuck yeah so keen, meet outside your window at 11? Xx

O: yeah see you then x

By ten thirty my mum had gone to bed but michael was still watching tv. But I still quickly did a little bit of make up, and chucked on some fish net tights, a tight black dress that was longsleved and off the shoulders. I climed down the tree that was conveintly by my window. Tina was already there waiting for me and when I got down we sprinted down the street to her car. When we were outside the house were the party was being held I slipped on my black high heels. As me and Tina walked through the door I could just smell the teenage hormones. We started downing our drinks with out a thought. Within half an hour we were shitfaced and were dancing with some boys from our school. And then of course.. came along the body shots.

By four am I was in a some random guys car as he politely took me home. But when we got home, it became obvious he wasn't just dropping me off to be polite. Before I could even open the door he grabbed my arm and dragged me across his lap. In the state I was in I really didn't care and started making out with him. His lips moved fastly down my neck and before I knew it my dress was hicked up and his pants were pulled down. I rode his cock until he came but then he just pushed me off and out the car and drove off so fastly it felt like he just pushed me out if  moving car. Crying in a drunken state on the middle of the rode I somehow made it into my kitchen scrummaging through the fridge. After eating something I put together I swayed and stumbled to and up the stair case. Falling over at least 17 times or something I swear. For some reason I thought the bathroom was my bedroom. And then some reason I was turning on the shower and giggling at a ruber duck under the water in my clothes. And just my luck Michael came through the door. I must of looked like a complete reck. Smeared mascara and eyeliner. Hair wet and all over the place. And in the bottom of the bathtub in my clothes. I guess you could call me a perfect mess.

"Michael!! What lovely rain were having !!" I whisper shouted.

"Oh for fucks sakes" he mumbled.

He turned off the shower lifted me up so I was at my feet. But as soon as I was up I was down gripping onto his shoulders. His hands were on my waist and suddenly he was carrying me bridal style to my bedroom. Michael started peeling my wet clothes off my skin and searched my draws for some clothes for me.

"Michael are you trying to get me to have sex with you?" I giggled "because it's really not that hard all you have to do its get me drunk...oh wait I am -hiccup- drunk" I started giggly again. He still didn't say anything. But just turned around got me dressed and put me in bed. As he was leaving I mumbled

"Thankyou daddy" very quietly. He just left like he didn't hear me thankfully. But he Definantly did...

Omg I actually wrote a decently long chapter.