A Perfect Triangle

"Look at me," he growled. I did. I looked into his dark eyes which were now filled with lust and desire. "Now tell me you don't want me," he whispered.
"I--" I bit my lip. I wanted him. I wanted him so badly. I looked down again, but he forced me to look back at him. "Tell me you feel nothing for me and I'll never bother you again," his voice became husky. His fingers trailed my lips, while his other outlined my butt and thighs. He was turning me on.
"I--" I closed my eyes and swallowed. "I want you, daddy."
In one swift motion, he turned me around so that my backside was pressed against his massive erection. A breath escaped my lips as he ground against me. He held both my wrists in one hand against my breasts while his other slipped under my dress.
"Tell me how much?" He whispered softly before biting my earlobe, making me gasp. I shut my eyes as he traced circles on my vagina through my panties.
"I want you so much..."

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Diana Holden is a high school English Teacher at Richardson High.
Stanley is a senior at Richardson High
Derek is Stanley's father.
It's a perfect triangle.

Warning: For mature audiences only. Not for the weak hearted!