Good Girl

Iknow I said I’d end it. I know that’s what I agreed.

I know it’s wrong. That this has to stop. She’s my stepdaughter for fucksake. There’s no way we can continue this, no way we can think we’ll get away with this.

But the thought that she’s a virgin, that she’s never even been fucked before? Jesus. I groan. I’m making a god damn salad and I’m groaning.

She’s a virgin. My little Lolita. My angelic minx.

And she wants me to fuck her, to be her first. I glance down and my cock is so hard right now. For fucksake.

I dump the leaves back in the colander and head up to my room. I’m going to need to by some seriously restrictive boxers from now on because there’s no way I’m going to stop thinking of Eden naked, with her cunt weeping out after I’ve fucked her.

I can hear Terri in the shower and I make a quick move to change my boxers, and my trousers. I was technically still in my work clothes anyway so it shouldn’t look that weird.

I pull on a pair of joggers. I’m not usually one for casual clothes but right now I need something that covers and with a large jumper, if we’re all sat around I’ll be able to conceal any hard on relatively easily enough.

Terri comes out the bathroom and gasps as she sees me.

“Didn’t mean to make you jump.” I say.

“It’s okay.” She replies. She’s got a towel wrapped around her but I can see finger bruises on her arms, on her wrists too, as if someone’s pinned her down. And recently.

I try not to stare but there’s no reason for her to have such markings.

“When’s dinner?” She says making a point of turning her back to me as if my looking at her is making her uncomfortable.

“I’m just doing the salad now. Shouldn’t be more than half an hour at most.”

“Perfect.” She replies throwing me a look. She wants to dry herself I realise and she doesn’t want me seeing her when she does it.

What’s she hiding? I shake the thought. I’m being ridiculous.

“I’ll see you downstairs.” I murmur leaving her to it.

Eden is in the kitchen by the time I get down. She’s prepping the tomatoes, the cucumber, all the salad so I don’t have to.

“Thanks.” I say grabbing a bottle of white.

She smiles. “Anything for you Daddy.” She half whispers and I give her a look. Not with Terri in the house. We can’t be reckless.

“Do you want a drink?” I ask.

“Yes please.”

I pull the cork and pour out two glasses, passing one to her. She eyes it as if confused.

“You’re letting me drink drink?”

“You’re an adult. One glass can’t hurt.” I say. “And it’s not like you don’t drink when you’re out.”

“I don’t actually. At least not all that often.”

“So you are a good girl then?”

She smirks. Just as Terri walks in.

“Are you..?” She says and then she looks at me. “Are you letting her drink?”

“It’s just a small glass Terri.” I say pouring her out one. If she’s lubricated she’ll be happier. We’ll all be happier.

She shakes her head taking it from me. “If you get her drunk…”

“She’s an adult and anyway I don’t think anyone can get drunk on that amount.” I reply.

“Here’s your salad mum.” Eden says putting the bowl in front of her.

“Where’s yours?” She asks looking more at me.

“It’s still on its way. It should be here any minute.” I say checking the app on my phone.

She grunts before digging in. “So I received a call from the college today.”

Eden’s eyes snap to her and I slightly narrow mine wondering where this is going.

“Apparently your grades are slipping?” Terri says almost smugly. Though I know I’m imagining it, no parent wants their child to do badly.

“I…” Eden says. “I’ve already spoken to them. They shouldn’t have called you.”

“It’s a good thing they did because you wouldn’t have said anything would you?”

Eden frowns. “I’m dealing with it.”

“You better be. That college is not cheap. Dominic pays a lot of money to send you there, the least you can do is put some effort in.”

“I am.” Eden says.

“Terri stop.” I cut across her. “Eden’s been busting her ass of late. So her grades of dropped? No one is perfect all the time.”

“That’s not what you said the other day. You wouldn’t shut up about how great Eden’s doing.” Terri snarls pointing her fork at me.

“Can we stop?” I murmur. I don’t know where this is coming from but it’s not helping right now.

“Maybe we should look at Edinburgh again. A change of scenery would do you good.” Terri says.

“I don’t want to.” Eden says. “This is my home, my friends are here, everything is here. I’d have to retake the entire year if I transferred now.”

“Then you need to buck up your ideas. Dominic is not here to fund your lifestyle.”

“I don’t think he is.” Eden says dropping her head.

“Enough.” I state. “Eden is doing what she can. And I’m more than happy to spend the money on her tuition.”

Terri pulls a face and mutters something like ‘waste of time’ under her breath.

“Terri.” I say.

“I’m going to go to bed. I’ve got a headache.” She says getting up and walking away and by god have I never wanted her to go more. Whatever has gotten into her tonight is beyond me.

The doorbell pings and Eden gets up to go grab the food.

I watch as she comes back and lays it out. She’s avoiding my gaze now. Like she’s got something to feel ashamed about. We sit in silence for a few minutes while I eat and she more picks at hers.

“I’m not failing.” She says.

“I don’t think you are.”

“I just.” She screws her face up. “I’ve got a lot on.”

“Is it me?” I don’t see how it can be but I’ll back the hell off if she needs me too.

“No.” She says quickly. “It’s not you. I’m just struggling with managing my coursework, my lectures and my job.”

“What can I do to help?”

She shrugs and then a grin creeps across her face. “I think you’re already doing enough.”

“I know you don’t want to hear it but you don’t need to work. And the hours you’d get back from not working could help relieve the pressure.”

She nods. “I don’t want to quit. I like my job. And other people can manage.”

“You don’t have to prove anything Eden.”

“Yes I do.” She says looking up with such a look in her eye. “All everyone sees is a spoilt little rich girl. All they think is that I have it so easy. That everything is laid out on a plate for me. That I don’t have to work for anything.”

“I don’t think that.”

“I know you don’t.” She says.

“Then why do you care what anyone else says?”

She winces. “I don’t know. I just do.”

I sigh. “You’ve hardly eaten anything.” I state.

She grins. “Are you concerned for my health now?”

“Maybe I just want to keep your energy levels up.”

Her eyes widen. “Are you wanting to play more?”

I pause. It’s a double edged question. Of course I want to play more. Hell, I never want to stop but Terri’s in the house. I can’t risk anything right now.

“We can’t. Not now. Not here.” I say.

Her face falls slightly and if I’m honest I like the fact she’s disappointed because it shows how much she wants me. A man old enough to be her dad. The man who is her actual stepdad.

“Terri is going to be working longer hours.” I say quietly. “So I was thinking…”

She’s staring at me, biting her lip, I bet if I stuck my hand in her panties she’d be wet right now with the thought of where I’m going with this.

“…maybe we could go away.”

“Where?”

“Just away. Where no one knows us. I could take you on an actual date.”

“And then would you fuck me?”

The question makes my dick jerk. Makes my pulse race too. Christ do I want to do that. And she’s right, I can hardly take her virginity while we’re listening out for her mum the whole time.

“Yes Eden. I will fuck you.”

She gets up. “Good.” She murmurs. “But make it soon because this waiting is killing me.”

“Where are you going?” I ask.

“You won’t play right now but that doesn’t mean I can’t by myself.” She says.

I frown barely registering the words before it sinks in what she’s doing. Fuck. The little tease is pulling that stunt?