The first time it happened was a mistake. I know it and she knows it.
I wasn’t even meant to be back early but my meeting got cancelled and I decided to head back, have a little time to myself. Terri and I aren’t exactly all that intimate anymore. She’s gone off sex. She seems to only fuck on special occasions or when I pester her enough that she gives in.
And it’s not exactly thrilling when we do fuck. A few thrusts, her lying there, staring up, probably imagining she’s with someone other than me. To say the spark has gone is an understatement.
We practically live separate lives these days, what with my business and her new promotion keeping her away for weeks on ends so the sex is even rarer than before.
And it didn’t help that I was on site all morning listening to my guys discussing their latest conquests in infinite detail.
I needed some stress relief and my balls needed a good empty.
So when I opened the door and hear her, her moans, her voice like a song, I was not only confused but curious. I’ve looked at her as my kid, my daughter, since I married her mother. I took her to after school classes, helped pick out her prom dress, played the protective dad not simply because I was married to her mother but because I care for her. I care for Eden.
And then she’s there, legs wide open. Masturbating. I can see her cunt, even now I can see it. She’s waxed, smooth. Perfect pink lips and a hole so small I know if I were to shove my cock in her she’d grip me so tightly.
Fuck, I’m doing it again.
It was a mistake. It won’t happen again.
But the thought of her mouth on me, the feel of her hands as she fondled my balls. Jesus.
I’m hard. Right now, in this meeting when I need to be focusing on what is going on, I’m hard thinking of my stepdaughter and how I let her suck me off months ago, how I came in her mouth and how incredible she looked with my cum dripping down.
I wished I’d pulled her top off. Wish I’d seen her tits. Though I can imagine how good they look, I wish I’d felt them, felt her nipples harden for me. For her Daddy. My Eden. My very own slice of Paradise.
Fuck I need to not think that. Not again. She can’t call me that. I can’t call her that. She’s my stepdaughter for fucksake and if Terri ever finds out she’ll be devastated.
And I’ll be ruined.
One of the investors asks a question. Something about the latest liabilities on our balance sheet. Timothy my Finance Director answers before I can and thank god he does because all I can think of is how my stepdaughter would feel as I fucked her.
I’m a monster I realise. I’m a pervert. There’s something very wrong with me to even think of Eden like that.
And anyway it’s been months. Absolute months. I’ve been avoiding her since. Working more, making sure to not be in the parts of the house she likes to frequent.
“Well I think that’s about everything.” Timothy says and I nod. Pretending that I’ve been paying attention.
“Great job.” The investors say. But of course they think that, I’ve given them year on year growth, above market growth at that. My construction company is the best in the city, the best in the area. We’ve won national awards for our work and our charitable arm has made everyone in the room look good. What’s not to be happy about?
“See you at the gala.” Marcus their head honcho says and I smile. Our annual gala is a thing of legends. It was Terri’s idea, years ago, when she showed an interest in what I did, when our relationship was fresh, new, admittedly when we both worked at it.
And the gala is a way we can show off our philanthropy. Raise money. Give back too. We’ve got a whole range of projects going from helping homelessness to getting kids of the streets. Of course Terri thinks it’s all a waste now but I disagree. I was a street kid. I knew what it was to go hungry, to fight for every scrap and just because I’ve made it now, just because I’m rich doesn’t mean I’ll turn my back on where I came from.
“Drinks?” Tim says.
“Yeah. I could do with one.” I say. It’s been a long week. And with Terri away with work I don’t want to go home right now and risk being caught with Eden because I don’t know what she would do.
And more than that I don’t know what I would do.