Michael Jackson sexy stories ~Royal Jackson~

My father's best briend (1)

" Ciara come down here please" my father screamed from downstairs.

I put my pencil down and ran downstairs to see what he wanted

"Yes daddy" I said

"I have company coming over.. you mind if you be polite" he asked chopping up tomatoes

My father can't cook for nothing but ok

"Why do I have to meet this "person" " I asked rolling my eyes

"Because I said so Ciara don't get smart with me" he said

"Ugh alright" I said going back upstairs putting on a tank top and some boy shorts. I pulled my hair down and made sure it was "nicely fixed"

I heard the doorbell ring and I slowly walked down the stairs and see this tall lightskin man with black curly hair standing at the door. Him and my dad did their little handshake and I sat at the top of the stairs and crossed my arms. My father looks up and directs his hand for me to come down

"Michael this is my daughter Ciara" he said

Michael. Nice name. Very cute for his looks lol

"Hello Ciara nice to meet you" he said looking at me up and down

"You too" I said smiling

He was hot but of course I didn't say it to him.

      He smells good too. Kinda like cherry blossom.

"Honey you can go upstairs if you want.. Michael is eating dinner with us tonight" he said

"Alright" I said and I went back upstairs to my room

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"You're daughter is very beautiful.. she looks like a handful" Michael said

     "Yeah she is..her mom left when she was 5 and I've been taking care of her every since and she doesn't wanna move out when she gets older" my father said

    Michael looked over on the fireplace and saw a picture of my mother and me together at the beach.

      "What was her name?" He asked

"Angelina.. Ciara's  middle name" he smiled

Michael begin rubbing his crotch

      "Um where's your bathroom"

"Upstairs.. down the hall first door on your right" he said looking at the tv

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I sat at my desk and read  over some old junie b jones books. Yes.. I'm 16 and still reading those books. My friends honestly think that I'm a joke but I know they used to like those books in elementary school. My phone vibrated and I looked at saw that it was johnathon

    My crush. He's so cute and I only said that Michael guy downstairs was hot  because it's the truth but he's way older than I am

I'm pretty sure he's like 40. That's how old my father is

  I heard a knock on my door. I turned around and saw Michael standing there with a light smile

     "Hello Angelina " he said smiling

"How do you-"

    "Your father told me" he said sitting on my bed

   He literally just sat on top of my clean clothes

     "So you just gonna sit on top of my clothes?" I frowned

He got up and chuckled. I didn't recall that being funny.

   I moved my clothes and threw them in my closet. Not even caring to fold them up.

       "Michael what do you need" I asked very concerned

      "I couldn't find the bathroom"

"It's right across the hall" I pointed out the door.

He smiled and walked out closing the door. I rolled my eyes and sat back at my desk

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"Dinner" my dad yelled. I ran down the steps almost falling because I was starving.

Michael was at the table sipping on some orange juice. He looked up at me and winked. I took a deep breath and sat down at the table across from him. My dad comes in with a plate of steak and a bowl of fries.

     "hiciste tu tarea?" My father asked

"Si" I answered

Michael almost spit his food out and looked at the both of us.

     " you guys speak Spanish?" He asked

"I'm Puerto Rican and black Michael " I said

     "I told you that man" my dad said to him

He shook his head and continued eating

    
      Oh Dios mío lol

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"Dinner was great Daniel" Michael said

      "No problem.. we should do this again" my dad said

"Yeah... we should" he said looking at me

I rolled my eyes

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Michael left and it was late so I was getting ready for bed. I put on a blue night gown and got in bed. I was Laying there looking at the ceiling and I heard knocking on the window. I slowly got up and looked out. I opened the window and Johnathon shot up and I fell down.

    "que demonios johnathon" I said holding my chest

He hoped in and looked at me confused

     "What the hell did you just say" he said

"I said what the hell" I frowned

 
     "Ohhh ok  well I just learned something" he said

     "Johnathon what the fuck are you doing here" I asked crossing my arms

     "I need to talk to you" he said

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