Guilty Pleasure

The Party

I heard the foot steps getting closer to the bathroom door but it didn't really do anything but motivate me more. I got faster and sloppier, and from my view of him, he didn't seem to mind. Loved it actually. I could barely cover his mouth quick enough when he started to moan, whoever was coming to the bathroom started to wiggle the door handle before knocking.

"Is someone in here?"

If it were anyone else at the door I would of been unfazed completely but the sound of my fathers voice from the other side of the door sent a chill down my spine. You know, given the situation I was in. So I did what any logical daughter would do in my position, I hid Rakim behind the door before peeking out.

"Hi daddy," my forced smile hopefully sells the innocence I was going for. "I didn't mean to hog the bathroom, did you need something?"

Luckily he just smiled before kissing my forehead quickly.

"Sorry pumpkin, I was just looking for the lighter. We're getting ready for you sister to blow out her candles, are you coming down?"

I quickly grabbed the lighter off the sink counter before turning back to my dad, handing it to him.

"Of course, I'll be back out in a few more minutes."

I feel a familiar hidden hand reach down the back of my jeans, sliding two fingers in me and start pacing fast and steady.

I grab his arm to keep me from becoming completely wrapped up in his hands before smiling back up to my father. He quickly smiles and nods before he disappears down the stairs. I close the door and look at the man behind it, he smiles at me grabs my waist.

"Should we go back out?" He ask, already knowing the answer as he slide his hand down the front of my jeans.

"I said a few more minutes didn't I?" I reply before being lifted of the ground and onto the sink.

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The sight of my sister in front of her birthday cake, surrounded by smiling family and friends makes me feel a ping of envy. She quickly blew out the candles shaped like the number 20 before smiling up at the man, that not even 5 minutes ago was inside me, and kissed him.

"Happy birthday, Baby." He said in a way that would make you actually believe he was the perfect guy as he wrapped his hands around her the way he had just had me in the bathroom.

I walked over to the two and tapped her on the shoulder, putting on a fake smile as she let go of him and turned to me.

"Happy birthday!" I throw my arms around and as she squeezes me back. My sister and I are only five months apart in age and even through she's older, she's always been like my twin.

"Thank you! Only a few more months until yours, what's the move?" She ask me as she accepts the slice of cake being offered to her.

"Who knows, probably just going to be another day." I tell her with a shrug, as I swiped some of the frosting off her slice of cake.

"Well if you want to do something tell me so I can take off work." She smiles at me before walking off to talk to her mother.

"And do you regret your actions?"

I look over to the white man in glasses across from where I'm lying; the natural highlights in his brown hair are more potent in the visible sunlight coming through the blinds, his white button up fitting his arms to the t.

"No," I tell him as I lift myself off the couch. "Why should I feel bad for liking sex? Men love it, why can't I?"

I round the table, slowly getting closer to the nervous looking man in his chair.

"The amazing feeling of having different types of men in me, fulfilling both of our lustful desires." I say just above a whisper as I sit on the table directly across from him, gently grabbing his hand and bringing it close to me as I spin the silver band around his finger. "And you know, I don't think I'm the only one in this room who likes it."

Dr. Vanowen seems to be captivated by me, too much so to want me too stop; He harshly gulps down the desire for me to go further before finding the strength to speak. I cut his words off before they can leave his mouth as I lick down the length of his finger, wrapping my full lips around the base and sucking on it as I pulled it out my mouth, never losing eye contact with him.

"Does she do everything for you?" I shoot a look at his wedding ring before looking back in his eyes, I lay my hand on his knee. "Because if I were your wife I wouldn't take my hands off of you." I slide my hand to his inner thigh and whisper as I get closer with every word "and I'd let you have me anyway you wanted, always."

He quickly grabs my arm with one hand and my face with the other, a smile plays on my lips as I watch the shrink cave into my words.

BUZZZZZ

The sound of his intercom screeches, snapping him out of his daze. He quickly stands and walks to his desk, I follow close by.

"Your wife is on the line, sir." Ironic."Should I tell her you're with a patient?"

The flustered therapist clears his throat before pressing down the button to respond.

"No, Ms Hawkins' appointment is over. Put her through please."

I take the silence of the calls being switched over to run my thumb over his lip before mouthing to him,

anyway you wanted.

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This wasn't really a chapter I just wanted to let you guys feel out the characters but hopefully from here on out the chapters will be longer. :) feel free to like, comment, or bless me with a vote.