by Seven Rue
I walked back to the living room and sat down next to her, pulling Ava between my legs. She set her fluffy cat on my thigh and smiled up at me. “Birdie likes cats too,” she told me, and I smiled at Birdie.
“Who doesn’t,” I said, running my hand through my daughters’ hair. “Did your dad text you?” I asked Birdie.
“Yes. He’ll be home tomorrow. I told him I’m with you,” she said.
“Good.”
Dinner was ready, and we sat down at the table. I helped West get his bib on, and cut his veggies into small pieces. “I hope you like it. I thought I’d make something healthy today since we had lots of meat last night.” Delilah smiled at Birdie.
“It looks delicious, thank you,” Birdie said, smiling back and then turning her gaze to me. She was sitting on the other side of the table, but I enjoyed having her there nonetheless.
We didn’t talk much while we ate our dinner, but Birdie asked a few questions here and there. Delilah answered most of them, and I just listened to their small talk.
It was awkward, I just wished Delilah and the kids weren’t there.
“Would you like some more?” Delilah asked Birdie, but she shook her head.
“No, thank you. I’m full,” she replied with a soft smile.
My wife got up from her chair and piled all our dishes together, and I helped Ava and West out of their seats. “Let’s go wash your hands,” Delilah told the kids, and they followed her into the downstairs bathroom.
I looked at Birdie, eyeing her closely. Her eyes were on mine, and that sweet smile on her lips grew with every second that passed.
I started to feel an intense feeling in my stomach, and I knew I was starting to like my best friends’ daughter. There was something about Birdie that just pulled me in, wanting to get closer to her and getting to know her.
She was such a genuine young woman, but I knew there was this intense and wild side to her. I was intrigued by her, and I wished I had her all to myself tonight.
We looked at each other for a while, without saying a word, yet understanding one another. She knew exactly what she was doing to me. She had done the same to Rhett and Theo. It was clear that this was her way of flirting and making me fall for those big, baby blue eyes.
Her beauty was striking, and I wished I was a teenager again. I had many girlfriends when I was young. I liked to take them out, go on dates, and spend hours and hours talking. None of them felt like the one until Delilah came along. I had already given up hope and thought that getting a wife was not gonna happen, but Delilah was determined to marry me and have children with me.
That’s probably the only reason why she married me. To have kids. To finally show her parents and friends that she wasn’t going to end up all alone with no family of her own.
But then, I somewhat used her for the same reason. I told myself that Delilah was my last option and I urged myself to fall in love with her. I tried to see all the good things in her, and to be honest…I found many good things. But the way we were now just felt as if we were playing a game.
It wasn’t real anymore.
I snapped out of my thoughts as Delilah walked back into the kitchen. “I’ll put the kids to bed and then I’ll go to sleep too. Sorry to cut this evening short, Birdie. But I’m really glad you came.” She grabbed the plates and brought them to the sink. She would leave them in there so I had to put them in the dishwasher. That’s how it’s always been.
“Don’t worry. Thank you for having me,” Birdie said with a smile. She got up from her chair and hugged Delilah before waving at West and Ava. “Good night, you two. Sweet dreams,” she told them, and Ava waved back.
They didn’t say good night to me because they got used to Delilah putting them to bed. I didn’t mind. They knew I loved them, and they loved me back.
Chapter Thirty-One
Birdie
I was sitting on the couch in the dimmed-lit living room. Delilah and the kids had gone to bed, and I was preparing myself to go back home too, but Luke asked me to stay a little while longer. He was doing the dishes, and I watched him from where I was sitting.
He was incredibly handsome, and the way he looked at me showed me all the emotions he couldn’t get out. He had so much to say, but he kept it to himself.
Although they acted all nice and kind while I was around, I could feel the tension between them. Their marriage was coming to an end, and I wanted to be the one to make Luke feel better again.
“Enjoying the view?” He asked, grinning at me as he walked over to the couch. I nodded, smiling up at him.
He sat down next to me, patting my thigh with his hand. “Sorry if this dinner was a bit awkward. Just know that I liked having you around,” he said, leaning back against the couch.
“It was nice, Luke. I really enjoyed it.” I kept my voice low, although I probably wouldn’t have to.
Their house was almost as big as ours, and their bedroom was on their second floor. I still didn’t want to risk Delilah hearing us downstairs.
“Let me know when you’re tired and I’ll get you home. Unless you wanna stay here for the night,” he suggested. I shook my head.
“I wanna be home when Dad arrives tomorrow. Thanks for your offer though,” I replied. His hands were back in his lap and kept my eyes on them while he spoke.
“You’re very mature for your age, you know that? I feel like I can have a normal conversation with you. Delilah makes it hard to talk to her. Talking to you feels nice.”
I smiled again, my chest warming thanks to his words. “Why, thank you. I think you’re a great man. I really enjoy being in your presence,” I told him.
I reached out to touch his hand, and he locked his fingers with mine. He lifted our hands and kissed the back of mine while keeping his eyes on mine.
His intense glance made me melt. He was such a calm, and kindhearted guy. How did Delilah not see that? Luke had so much love to give.
He moved his other hand and brushed a strand away from my face, and tugged it behind my ear. Words weren’t needed, and we kept looking at each other, reading each other’s thoughts.
Then, I slowly moved closer to him, wrapping my arm around his shoulders and leaning my forehead against his temple
A sigh escaped him, and he relaxed immediately. “You make me feel alive again,” he whispered, rubbing his thumb along mine as he kept my hand in his tightly.
“You deserve it,” I whispered back, then kissed his cheek softly.
As he turned his head to look into my eyes again, I cupped his cheek with my hand and brushed my thumb along his cheekbone. Luke’s an incredibly handsome guy, and I would repeat those words over and over until I wasn’t true anymore.
That would never be the case though. The best part of it all was that his soul was just as perfect.
We were quiet again, and I ran my fingers through his hair while his eyes wandered all over my face. And when they stopped at my lips, I breathed in deeply and leaned in closer. “Kiss me,” I encouraged him, and he didn’t have to be told twice.
He let go of my hand and cupped my face with both his hands. As he pulled me even closer, I closed my eyes and smiled as his lips touched mine. This is what we wanted. It felt right.
His lips were so damn soft, and his kiss might be my favorite so far. Dad and Theo’s kisses were beautiful too, but Luke’s were so much gentler and more passionate.
As his tongue licked along my lips, I opened up for him to let his tongue dance with mine. His hands held my head in place while he deepened the kiss.
A soft moan escaped my throat, and I wanted to feel more. Be even closer to him.
I pushed myself up on my knees and straddled him with my hands on his chest. I gripped the fistfuls of the fabric in my hands and let myself down onto his lap.
The bulge in his pants started to grow, and I knew he was hesitant at first. He didn’t seem hesitant last night though. It was probably the fact that his wife and kids were upstairs, and he was just cheating on a
ll three of them. On Delilah as a husband, and on the kids as a father. But Ava and West were too little to understand anyway.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Luke
I didn’t blame Rhett and Theo for fucking Birdie, but I wished I was the only one for her. I was a selfish man, and now having sweet Birdie straddling my lap made me want to keep her here with me, no matter what Delilah would say.
Her lips were so damn sweet, and her slim body fit perfectly against mine. I put my hands on her waist, pushing her down to make her feel my dick. I was hard already, and as she began rocking back and forth, I knew I could experience with her body too.
I kept my lips on hers, and while her hands moved around my neck, and rand my hands down to her thighs, pushing her dress up to her hips.
Her tongue swirled around mine, and for a seventeen-year-old, she sure knew how to please a man.
I pushed my hands underneath her dress, gripping her waist tightly and pulling her against me again to cause more friction between her legs. I could feel the heat rising down there.
My dick twitched as she moaned into my mouth again, and I ran my thumbs along the undersides of her boobs. She didn’t have a bra on. Just like last night.
With the pads of my thumbs, I brushed over her hard nipples, making her cry out softly. I pinched them, then broke the kiss and looked into her eyes.
“Do you want my mouth of those sweet tits of yours, baby bird?” I asked, and she quickly nodded.
To make it easier for me to get to them, she pulled both straps over her shoulders and down her arms until her tits were freed.
I cupped them both in my hands and leaned in to pull one of her nipples into my mouth.
Birdie arched her back, pushing her pussy against my dick again.
We had to be careful, but Birdie knew better than to be too loud and wake up Delilah. She pressed her lips together to make sure no sounds came out, but I could still hear a few muffled moans.
I tugged on the nipple I wasn’t sucking on and leaned back a little more.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful, Birdie,” I whispered, looking up at her while licking that sweet nipple.
She smiled and ran her hands through my hair, then bent down to kiss me again. This time, she wanted to take over.
She reached down and unbuttoned my pants, and after unzipping them, she got back on her knees to help me pull my pants down. She left my boxer briefs on and sat back down.
Birdie started riding me, with her hips moving back and forth and her hands pushing up my stomach.
Her fingers ran along my muscles, and while she did so I took the other nipple into my mouth and sucked hard. I couldn’t get enough of her.
“Luke,” she moaned, pushing my head against her chest, making me take in more of her tit. I had a feeling that she liked to be handled roughly, but I couldn’t show her just how rough I could be with my family sleeping upstairs.
“What do you want, Birdie?” I asked, cupping her ass with one hand.
She smiled at me and stopped riding my dick. “I want you to fuck me. But not tonight,” she whispered, kissing my lips again.
I was about to ask her why, and I wanted to tell her that we could’ve just taken this to her house, but the noise upstairs made me jump up and pull up my pants.
Birdie also got up, covering herself up and adjusting her dress.
“You’re still here?” I heard Delilah say, and I turned to the stair she was standing on. “I was just about to take her home,” I told her, then gestured for Birdie to head to the front door.
“Good night,” she told Delilah.
“I’ll be back soon. Go to bed, darling.”
Delilah nodded. She looked sleepy and I knew she wasn’t fully with me. Thankfully, Birdie and I managed not to get caught.
“That was close,” I mumbled under my breath as I put on my shoes. Birdie was grinning from ear to ear, and I knew she was enjoying this.
“Stop smiling like that,” I chuckled, then nudged her out of the house. She was a little risk-taker, and the next chance I got, I’d show her just how much I wanted to fuck her.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Birdie
I missed Luke. It had only been one night, but when I woke up the next morning, I wanted to be back in his arms.
Luke was a vulnerable guy. I could tell he wasn’t happy with his life anymore. I wanted to tell him that everything’s gonna be okay, and that he shouldn’t have to worry so much about falling out of love with his wife. Because that’s exactly what was happening.
It was different with him than with Dad and Theo. They didn’t have a wife they loved for years. Luke did.
But after all, it wasn’t really my place to tell him what he should and shouldn’t be doing. It was wrong to cheat on his wife, yes. But if it made him feel better, why wouldn’t he do the things that made him happier?
I knew I wasn’t just a bystander, watching their marriage fall apart. I was in the middle of it.
I tried not to worry too much. Luke was a grown man, and if he was true to himself and his wife, he would break things off.
Dad was home around lunchtime, and I had prepared some sandwiches for him. After he ate two, he went straight to bed to take a nap. He was exhausted and needed a break from everything.
I didn’t want to bother him, so I put on my headphones and started my online classes.
*
It was before dinner time that Dad walked downstairs in his jeans and a black cotton shirt. He smiled at me and nodded towards the oven.
“What’s in there?” he asked.
“Salmon and asparagus. How was your nap?” I asked, looking up into his eyes.
“Needed,” he replied and grabbed a beer out of the fridge. “Want me to set the table?”
I shook my head and got up from my chair. “I’ll do it,” I told him and set my laptop and headphones aside.
He watched my every move as I got the plates and cutlery out. He was leaning against the kitchen isle, and although I only saw him eyeing me out of the corner of my eyes, I enjoyed every second of it.
“Come here,” he said as I set two glasses on the table. I turned to look at him, and he had put his beer down behind him.
“Come on,” he urged, and I quickly walked over to him to stand in front of him. Without a warning, he lifted my shirt so that my breasts were fully out. I wasn’t wearing a bra since I had nowhere to go today.
Dad bent down to take one nipple into his mouth, and he rolled the other between his fingers. A moan escaped me, and I threw my head back with my eyes closed.
My hands made their way up into his hair, and I tugged on it while his tongue circled my nipple. My pussy ached instantly, and I wanted more.
I reached down to his stomach and ran my hand over it, then moved down to his dick and cupped it over the jeans.
“I thought about fucking you all this time I wasn’t here with you,” he said in a low voice, then bit down on my nipple and tugged on it before releasing it.
I looked down, watching his mouth take my other nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, making me whimper.
“Did you let Luke fuck you last night?” he growled, and I shook my head. “We just kissed,” I whispered, pushing his head toward my tit.
Dad groaned as I squeezed his dick tighter, then he slapped my ass and finally pushed me away. “Damn slut,” he said hoarsely. “My little slut,” he added, and I pulled my shirt down.
“No, leave it up. I wanna enjoy this view while we eat,” he demanded.
I smiled at him and nodded. “Okay, Daddy.”
He eyed me for a second, then muttered something I didn’t quite understand before he cupped my jaw with one hand and pulled me in for a kiss. His tongue pushed into my mouth and licked mine. He acted like a crazed man, and I was all in for it.
I chuckled and tried to push him away. “Daddy, the salmon,” I pointed out as the oven beeped.
He let go of me and grinned, then wiped a drop of his o
wn saliva off my bottom lip. “Can’t wait to fuck you again tonight.”
I couldn’t wait either. He had just built up all this heat inside of me just to make me wait another hour or two.
While I took the food out of the oven, Dad kept his eyes on me. My tits were out, and I wondered why he hadn’t asked me to walk about naked. Because if he had asked, I would run around the house naked at all times. For him.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Birdie
Dad sent me upstairs after dinner. I was a little confused, but I did what he said. I went to my room and sat on the bed, wondering if he had changed his mind about wanting to fuck me.
I heard him put all the dirty dishes away, and shortly after, the lights in the driveway went on. I walked over to the window to look outside and saw Theodore get out of his car. A smile spread on my face, and I was excited to see him again.
On the passenger side, the door also opened and Luke stepped out. God…how could they all be so incredibly handsome?
Each one of them had something about them that made every woman swoon. And I was lucky that they were all mine.
I watched them walk inside the house, and I went over to my bedroom door to listen. I couldn’t fully understand what they were saying, but I heard Dad talk to them for a minute, and then their voices moved from the front door over to the kitchen. I couldn’t see the backyard with no windows in my room facing it, so I sat back down on the bed and waited for Dad to call me.
If that even was his intension.
Deep laughter came from downstairs, and I wished I was down there with them. I wanted to have some fun too. Maybe Dad had changed his mind and wanted to spend the night with his friends.
I stared at the ceiling as I listened to those muffled voices downstairs and slowly started to think that Dad had forgotten about me. He was enjoying some time with his best friends, and I had to stay up here.