I licked Lillian's face as Daddy stroked our heads, whispering encouraging phrases as he recomposed himself. He sat back down and beckoned us to join him on either side. We cuddled into his arms, focusing on the television again as we all came down from our high.
“What a lucky Daddy I am to have two little girls all to myself.” Daddy stuck his finger into my mouth. “What do we say, Victoria? Be a good model for your sister.”
“Thank you, Daddy.” I sucked his finger and curled up deeper into his side.
Lillian repeated the same phrase from the other side of the couch and moaned as she sucked Daddy's finger, showing him how obedient she could be. I was so happy that I forgot about everything. My university didn't exist. Work wasn't real. My essay was a distant memory. Those things were nothing compared to the love my Daddy showed me while he was deep inside my secret hole. Now I had a sister to share my love with him and we would be the sweetest daughters he'd ever known.
Now he had two dirty little secrets.
Chapter Four
After class on Friday, I stopped at the drug store on the way home and picked up a treat for myself and Lillian. It was matching bracelets that said “sisters” in cute letters. I figured she would appreciate it now that we were sharing Daddy. Though I had initially been excited about the idea, I wasn't terribly sure whether I really wanted to share my very own fantasy. Our encounter the other day was everything I'd ever dreamed a threesome could be, but it was also a warning that Daddy looked at other girls. He found other girls attractive. I knew he still found me attractive, but what if he found someone else more attractive than me? What would I do then? I pushed those ideas out of my head as I walked into work, reminding myself that Lillian would never betray me like that.
She's my sister, after all.
I found Lillian in the break room making herself a cup of coffee. I carefully walked up behind her and pressed my lips to her shoulder. She hissed and turned to hug me, taking me into her arms as if she hadn't seen me in years.
“I have a surprise for you.” I said, pecking her ear and hugging her tight.
“Really? The other night was more than enough of a surprise. I knew you were hiding this naughty secret all along. Why did it take you so long to tell me?” She accepted my kiss and smiled.
“I don't know, Lil. I was scared. I've never really dated anyone or had a physical relationship. You know that.”
Lillian nodded, knowing very well how inexperienced I was in this situation. It was new for her, too, so she could empathize, but she also had years worth of sexual wisdom that I didn't. She eyed the bag that I was holding.
“Is that for me?”
I nodded. Her eyes lit up as she opened it, the smile still plastered across her face as she pulled out the bracelets and squealed.
“Oh, Vic, these are just adorbs.”
I smiled as she slipped one over her wrist and the other over mine. It made me so happy that we were so close. I felt like we could do anything now, maybe even take over the world. We could take down entire empires with the power I was feeling residing in my gut. I kissed her quickly before anyone could see, just one more before we had to act like normal people during our shift. She fingered my bracelet as I traced her neck.
“We should clock in and get to work. Don't want to be late.” I said.
“I don't want to work.” Lillian whined. “I just want to play.”
She pouted and cupped her hands together over her skirt, her black hair hanging down in ringlets over her blouse that she pulled down further to show her cleavage. I swatted her arm.
“Not now, Lillian.”
My eyes glittered with excitement. Seeing her reminded me of our night with Daddy and how I'd felt like I had my very own family. Don't get me wrong – I love my mother and we get along very well. We always have throughout the years, even after my biological father split. But now I had my own triangle, dare I say a clan, who were dedicated to protecting our secret. It just felt like the ultimate bond. Nothing else could come close to that, not even a boyfriend. I'm sure Lillian felt the same w
ay. Since we bonded, we haven't stopped talking. I told her to spend Saturday night with us so we could bond again, this time without having to take her home. It was painful watching her leave my car.
“Meet me in one of the study rooms later.”
She winked and then walked off to clock in, lifting her skirt as she left the room. I flushed with embarrassment and promptly looked around to see if anyone had been watching. The hallway was empty and so was the break room. I sighed with relief. Lillian was going to play this hard and dangerous, I just knew it. It's just the way she was. I love her and her vivacious spirit, but damn it if I was going to allow us to be discovered. I had to keep a close eye on her and so did Daddy. I'm sure he wouldn't mind doing that.
After I clocked in, I zoned into my work and completed most of my chores prior to closing. I found a number of books out of order and started to organize them on the shelf. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled out my phone to find a text from Daddy. It read, “Come alone tonight. I want time with my princess.” A smile crossed my lips as I realized I didn't have anything to worry about. I mean, I didn't think I did with Lillian. She wasn't like me. That wasn't to say she was less or better. It was that she brought something different to the table that was unique. I think her bad ass attitude was what struck Daddy, and I can totally see that attraction.
Still, it feels good to be validated and treasured. I felt more confident and responded that I couldn't wait to spend some time with him alone tonight. Daddy said the same. I went back to stocking books, but couldn't get my head out of the clouds. I just wanted to clock out and run home to see my Daddy. He'd be all mine for the whole night. I almost felt bad for Lillian who had to lie to her boyfriend just to have fun. I was lucky I didn't have that problem.
Sometimes, I considered getting a boyfriend just to make my secret a little safer, but I quickly decided that was a horrible plan. A boyfriend would only go snooping through my things and find all the pretty toys I had bought for my Daddy. A boyfriend would want to impede on that play time and would potentially want to take on that sort of role at some point. A boyfriend was a terrible idea.
While still lost in my head, my phone buzzed on the inside of my pocket. It was Lillian texting me.
Come upstairs, she wrote. I have a surprise for you.