Semua Bab “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”: Bab 171 - Bab 180

I thought about having dinner with my "Daddy" throughout the day. We agreed to meet at a restaurant in a suburb. Joe didn't want anyone to see me out with a man and draw the wrong conclusion. When I arrived, Joe was already seated. We talked seamlessly, learning everything we could about each other. I found out Joe had never been married but always wanted kids. He explained that he dates a lot. He was still hoping for true love. Joe explained his love of tantric yoga and how he believes it brings him peace while keeping him in shape. Joe encouraged me to get away from mom yoga and join him for his yoga workouts. I admitted that I didn't know much about yoga. I confessed that I wanted to get in better shape and would love for him to teach me more about yoga. Joe suggested I tell Bill I was doing yoga a few nights a week with a friend. Joe said I could do it with him in the evening before he left for the club. I got excited about the idea of spending time with Joe and him teaching me ab

When I got to Joe's, he was in the shower getting ready to go to the club. I put my nightgown in my room with some other clothing I brought. I went back to the living room and noticed the shower was off. I walked by Joe's room and saw him standing at his dresser. He was completely nude. Although I had only looked at him nude for a few seconds, I was mesmerized seeing him nude. His body was toned, and his private part was thick. I squealed, which caused him to flinch. "Fuck! I didn't know you were here," he said. I scurried away, apologizing profusely. Joe laughed, "You don't need to apologize. It's OK. Come here and give Daddy a hug."I peeked around the corner and saw that he was putting underwear on. I quickly entered his room and hugged him. I needed his embrace badly. I didn't care that he was only in his underwear. He was the only person who made me feel important. I was distraught and needed my Daddy. "I am so happy to be here. I wish we could just sit here and do nothing tonigh

Joe left me a credit card to order food. I felt like a defiant child on punishment. I had food from a five-star restaurant delivered. I opened his most expensive wine and started drinking immediately. I snooped through his bedroom, looking for anything personal of his that I didn't already know. In his closet, he had a wall safe hidden behind his clothes. I figured that's where his secrets were. I realized I wasn't going to find anything. I ate, then got in the shower. I sat on the sofa in a towel with my bottle of wine. I have never had this freedom before. I felt invigorated and free. This feeling came at a cost. Before long, I was almost legless drunk. I walked on wobbly legs to my bedroom. I wanted to put my nightie on to avoid passing out in the living room nude.I lay in the bed, attempting to stay awake and keep the room from spinning. I woke up to Joe sitting on the edge of my bed, brushing the hair from my face. "Hey, Becks. Sorry if I startled you. I was sitting here appreci

Lola is experiencing thoughts about her dad.Enjoy..*****My story is about confusion, lust, and naiveté. My name is Lola; I was living an average, good life. I am a twenty-four-year-old, full-blooded Puerto Rican woman. My mom and dad split up when I was one year old. I have no memories of them ever being together. My mother, Maria, is a nurse and has been for over twenty years while being married to my stepfather, James. My upbringing was normal for a child of broken relationships. I live predominantly with my mom and James and would see my father, Carlos, every other weekend and on holidays.Growing up, I had no drama from my parents. My mom, James, and my dad were all very consistent in my life. They never missed my school, sporting, or competitive dancing events. I was a competitive dancer throughout my childhood and teen years. My mom and dad used to tell me that having Puerto Rican blood was the reason I won as often as I did. James would encourage me to outwork everyone else.

I turned to look at him, noticing a different look in his eyes. He looked mean. For the first time in my life, I realized why people were intimidated by him. I felt like I took things too far, and this was his way of warning me about this type of behavior. With all of what happened during the night, I didn't consider that my dad would be offended by my actions. Also, my reality is that I did not have any interest in my dad sexually. I was exhausted, and my mind was playing tricks on me, causing my body to react. I told him, "Papi, I'm so sorry! Please don't be mad at me. I was just joking around. I didn't mean anything." Then I took off for work.All day, I felt horrible about my behavior. On top of that, I was exhausted from lack of sleep. I wished I could just go home. I wanted to be in my bed and, most importantly, take this sexual frustration out on my husband. I was scheduled to work a double. Which meant I wasn't getting out of here until eleven. With any luck, everyone would be