Tryst

by Jordan Silver

  I mean, why shouldn’t I? I’d heard the girls whispering and giggling about him, they all had crushes but were too chicken shit to do anything about it. Then again they were all a year younger than me and Crystal had them all in fear of retribution if they did anything more than looked. Even that she had warned them to keep to a minimum or they won’t be invited back. Funny, she never once warned me off.

  I hadn’t laid eyes on him until that day, but I’d heard plenty about him leading up to it. The talk was all about the hunky dad with the dreamy eyes and the hot bod. There were even some seniors who went by his construction sites to ogle him and not a few mothers who were vying to get into his bed.

  None of that mattered to me when he made my pussy twitch. I just knew that he was going to be the man to take my cherry and good riddance. At least it wouldn’t be a green boy who’d knock me up first chance because he didn’t know what he was doing.

  Of course Gabe and I had yet to use a condom or birth control of any kind and he knew I wasn’t on anything. Some days I was afraid of getting pregnant and some days I thought it was the best thing. Maybe then he won’t have a choice but to tell the world that he was mine.

  My mind came back full circle and I bit into my nails as I made my way back to the main road that would take me back to school just a few short blocks away. Lately, even though it hadn’t been that long since we’d found each other, I was beginning to get depressed on these walks after.

  I felt like he was putting someone else before me, even if that someone else was his daughter. Shouldn’t I deserve some of that same care and affection? After all I was just barely a year older than she was, and I was somebody’s daughter too ya know. Though my dad wouldn’t have given me a second’s thought if it were he.

  I don’t have a grievance against his daughter or anything like that, that’s not what this is. But I was in love with him and to me it didn’t matter who didn’t like it, they should just get the hell over it already. It’s not like she’s five for heaven’s sake.

  But there was no use getting upset over it. I always did and then the alternative left me deflated. I couldn’t imagine being without him now, and I was too afraid to push for fear of losing the only good thing to have ever happened in my stupid life. On the bright side it wasn’t all- bad.

  All this sneaking around was fun in it own way I have to admit. I did enjoy the danger aspects of it, and I especially got a kick out of sneaking into his bed on those few occasions when Crystal had a sleepover.

  I think she almost caught us last night when she came to the door though after I’d been so loud. Just thinking about the danger of it all was making me wet and the feel if his sperm running out of my pussy was making me light headed. But that was nothing new. It seems in the weeks since we’d met and I’d given him my virginity I was in a constant state of arousal. The man could get me going with just the sound of his voice.

  He had fast become my addiction, my obsession, my everything. There was hardly a minute of any given day in the last few weeks that he wasn’t on my mind.

  I could hardly sit still some days while class was going on, because I knew that in just a few short hours he was going to be pounding away at my pussy. I get a kick out of sitting there amongst my peers studying algebra and lab while soaking my panties at the thought of what was coming.

  I think the fact that he wasn’t what he seemed had a lot to do with it too. Like the world saw him as this successful businessman, while I got to know the real man beneath the suits.

  I wanted that man, all of him. Not just his cock that I’d grown addicted to. Not just his mouth on my pussy; making me feel so good I’d already fainted twice, but the whole package.

  I wanted to wake up next to my man every morning and go to bed wrapped in his arms at night. The only time I felt safe anymore is when I was under him. Just being in the same room gives me a sense of security, because I know he truly loves me.

  I’m sure most people would call me a fool, they’d probably say he was using me, but I know what I know and we’re in love. I only have to go by the way he kisses me when he thinks I’m asleep, or the promises her makes then. Or the way his body trembles under my hand. I won’t say I control him with my pussy, but I know he’s about as addicted to it as I am to his dick.

  The nights were the worst. Not being with him then was about to drive me insane. Some nights I missed him so much I’d call him no matter what time it was and he’d sit up with me until I fell asleep on the line. He keeps telling me to wait so I will, I just hope it’s not much longer.

  ***

  The bell was about to ring for last class of the day. Crystal was staying after class for practice, he hadn’t said yes to meeting up later but he hadn’t said no either, so I was tempted. As much as we had come to mean to each other though I was still a little wary of overstepping.

  I wasn’t too fond of his belt or his hand on my ass, even though it was nothing like the whippings I used to get at home. No his whippings usually ended with a good hard fuck, and if he ever found out that I did half the shit I did just to feel the flat of his hand heating up my ass, they’d be hell to pay.

  I have to say in three weeks I think we’ve run the gamut. I don’t know if it’s because of our unusual arrangement or not, but I do know some people can go a lifetime and not share half of what we already have.

  Like the ass whipping and drilling in a public place. That shit wasn’t much fun in the beginning but by the end of the night I’d learned to appreciate his anger. Especially the next day when he was all tender with me while he fucked me blind on my lunch hour.

  He’d more than made up for the number he’d done on my ass, not to mention the fact that he’d sent me home like a disobedient child. The thing is, here I was finally fighting against my parents and their idea of discipline, while totally giving in to Gabe’s.

  I checked my phone to see if he’d sent me an answer about tonight but there was nothing. I felt a little deflated but I didn’t let that deter me, like I said, he hadn’t said no.

  I don’t know what it is, but I live for those texts from him, telling me to meet him at his place for some afternoon delight, or just to come over because daddy needs his babygirl.

  My panties get wet at the little ding because I know it’s him. We have the routine down pat, that’s why we haven’t been caught yet. That and the fact that his house was a little isolated and most of the people in his area were at work during the afternoon.

  Crystal had no clue that I was fucking her dad, we never really talked about him, why would we? I was just the girl who was helping her with her tryouts. Though lately I don’t know, she seems to look at me different somehow, but that could just be me projecting I guess.

  I was almost to his place to surprise him when I got his text telling me not to come. Those I hated. I stopped in my tracks and changed tack. Defeated once again. I read the message a second time and felt the anger pick up steam.

  I knew I was angry and that my anger was never a good thing, it usually got my ass in trouble. But sometimes a girl had to do what a girl had to do. And when your older boyfriend told you he couldn’t see you because something came up involving his ex and their daughter, all kinds of alarm bells goes off in your head. At least they did in mine.

  Everything I’d ever wanted in life I’d had to fight for, why should this be any different right? well I was tired of fucking fighting. It was about time somebody fought for me dammit.

  If I didn’t know better I would think that Crystal was trying to sabotage my relationship, but why would she, I don’t even think she knows half the time. But here in the last few days she’s been acting kind of strange and now this.

  Last I heard she had cheerleader practice, something she would never miss in a thousand years. And since when did Gabe meet with his ex? as far as I knew they couldn’t stand each other. Not that he’d ever discussed her with me, I’d heard it all from Crystal before daddy and I became a thing.

  I calmed
down enough to send him back a heated reply. He knew how I felt about our stolen moments, knew what life was like for me at home and that the only happiness I had was our times together. If he was going to fuck me over for his little family then he could go fuck himself. And that’s exactly what I told him too.

  When my phone rang two seconds later I let it go to voicemail. I’m sure he was going to be pissed, but he’s a big boy, he’d get over it. As far as I was concerned he had a choice to make and he was making it pretty clear where his heart laid.

  I’d seen my mom settle for too long to get myself caught in that rut. If Gabriel Darcy wanted me then he was gonna have to work for it. Just because I’d fallen into his bed one week after we met did not make me easy.

  I turned my phone off for spite the second time he called, even though it almost killed me to do it. I didn’t go home either, instead I headed for the local hangout where the kids usually went at night. There weren’t that many people around this early in the evening but I could use the solitude, I needed time to think.

  Putting things in perspective wasn’t really that easy when you only had one choice. I was so in love with the idiot it was stupid, and I couldn’t see walking away no matter how much he pissed me off. But maybe this way I could get some of my own back.

  I didn’t stop to think about his anger because I didn’t care. He’d chosen them over me and I was so done. I fought back stupid tears as I sat there mulling over the situation and coming up with no answers. He held all the cards, once again I was getting the short end of the stick.

  By the time I was ready to go people were showing up. I turned my phone on and was blasted by his first voicemail. “Call me back this instant or you won’t sit for a week, you’re being unreasonable Brianna and you know it, fuck…” He hung up and I looked down at the screen; that had been an hour ago. “Oh shit.”

  I wasn’t feeling so brave anymore as I made my way home on foot. I kept looking over my shoulder expecting him to jump out at me any second. Gabriel is a bit volatile when riled and the tone of that message said he was beyond pissed.

  I was so lost in thought of what he might do to me that I didn’t see him approach. I opened my mouth to scream when the hand grabbed my arm until I smelt him.

  “One fucking sound outta you and you’ll regret it.” Oh he was pissed, well too damn bad, so was I. Now that he was here I wasn’t so afraid of what he’d do anymore, I was too pissed at him to care anymore.

  He dragged me to his car right there in the open just a little ways down from my house. No one was about, but who knows who was looking out their window. I didn’t have time to enjoy the fact that he had come after me, as soon as he got in the car after buckling me in and slamming the door, he went off.

  “Where the fuck have you been?” I folded my arms and looked straight ahead. If he wanted to know where I was then he should’ve been with me. “Brianna I asked you a question look at me little girl and don’t fuck with me. I’ve been sitting outside your fucking house for an hour.”

  Good, if he was here then he wasn’t with them. I don’t care how selfish that makes me he was supposed to be mine. “Did you hear me?” I turned eyes of venom his way even though I wasn’t really that mad anymore. He’d come after me, he’d really come after me and if I played my cards right there might be a good hard fuck in this for me. I needed one, needed that connection, that reassurance I guess.

  “Oh you wanna play, fine.” I didn’t know where the hell he was going when he sped off and I didn’t really care, we were together and I had won. I felt a little bad about the way I’d done things but why shouldn’t I come first for once in my life?

  He drove out of town so I knew we weren’t going to his house. That stung a little but I guess I should celebrate my mini victory and not push too hard too fast. It had only been a few weeks after all, but so much had been promised in that time, so many dreams weaved even if they’d been left unspoken.

  “Where are you taking me?”

  “Don’t you say one word to me you spoilt little bitch, you’ll see where we’re going soon enough.” I didn’t have long to wait before he was pulling off onto this dirt road that led to nothing but overgrown fields. I don’t think anyone even came here anymore, but it was the in place when my folks were younger.

  “Get out.” He growled the words at me before slamming out of his side of the car. Well excuse me, grouchy much? I stepped down and waited for the explosion. The crazy one was stomping through the brush grabbing at his jet-black hair and mumbling obscenities.

  When he was rational again he came back to where I was standing next to the car out of the eye of the storm. “Where were you?” I’m guessing he though that was his calm voice but the steam coming off of him was a testament to the fact that he was about to blow his gasket.

  “Nowhere.” I was in the right mood for his ass let him see how that shit…oh shit. I found myself backed up against the side of the car with his body pressed into mine causing me to lean back. “Do you think I’m playing with you? You think I’m one of those fucking little boys in your class? I said, where…the fuck…were…YOU?” He actually reached down beneath my skirt and tore my panties off before sniffing them. I was almost lost for words.

  “I went by the old lookout spot.” I’m dumb but not that dumb, what I was about to get might be more than the spanking I’d bargained for, he was beyond pissed. “Who with?” Damn I thought answering was supposed to make him ease the hell up. Instead he seemed to be taking that shit up a notch. “No one I promise. I just went there to have some time alone to think.”

  “What the fuck was there to think about? I told you I was meeting with Priscilla and Crystal, which means it had something to do with my fucking kid, and what the fuck do you do? You pull this shit, you know what? maybe you’re not ready for me or this, maybe you’re too fucking young to be thinking about real relationships.”

  It scared me more when he moved away than it did when he was leaning over me so threateningly. “Daddy I’m sorry…” I tried making a grab for him bit he moved out of the way, sending the knife deeper into my heart.

  “That’s just it, you’re always sorry, until the next time you don’t get your way and you act like a fucking spoilt brat again. This is not fucking high school I’m a grown fucking man with a kid and other responsibilities. I’ve known you for a grand total of one month and yet in that time I’ve put you before everyone else. Every time I take you to my bed I run the risk of fucking up my relationship with my daughter. I asked you for time, what the fuck is so hard about that?”

  Damn now that he put it that way I really sounded like a selfish hag. I was scared out of my mind at the way he seemed so final in his speech. “Please don’t leave me.” The words came out like a croaked whisper, barely making it past the lump in my throat.

  He stopped midstride and turned those eyes that had the power to make me melt my way. I saw his body relax with his next breath and he hung his head for the longest minute of my life before looking up at me again. “Come here.” I never moved so fast in my damn life as I did then.

  “I’m sorry daddy.” I clutched at him as his arms came around me and he buried his nose in my neck. “I missed you baby, I didn’t want to miss our night together any more than you did, but sometimes shit comes up and I know you’re young but if you’re gonna fuck with me that’s something you’re gonna have to get used to. I’m not gonna stop taking care of my daughter just because you’re in my life, you’re gonna have to learn to accept that because it’s never gonna change.

  Doesn’t mean I’m choosing her over you, just means you two fit into two different compartments. I won’t hurt you for her, and I won’t hurt her to please you. I know my kid, I know what she can handle and as much as I have come to feel for you, I can’t see hurting her over this. Just let me work it my way. I promise you no one is going to keep us apart, but if I don’t handle this the right way it’ll do more damage than good. Tell me you understand.”

  I
was trying I really was, but all I heard was that once again I was second best. He squeezed me when I didn’t answer him fast enough. “I’m trying.” He didn’t say anything for the longest time and I held my breath until he lifted my face to look into my eyes. With my head held tenderly in his hands he lowered his lips to my forehead. “We’ll be fine I promise. Now you have to take care of this.” He took my hand and pressed it into his hard cock behind the fly of his jeans. Just that fast I was hot for him. I wanted him inside me like yesterday.

  I didn’t object when he took me down to the soft grass beneath him with his mouth covering mine greedily. “Don’t ever disappear from me again, I don’t like it. I thought I would go out of my mind sitting there waiting for you baby.” His hands were making small work of my clothes as he spoke softly to me.

  When I was naked he spread my clothes out beneath me before pulling his shirt off over his head to place beneath my head. As soon as that tattoo came into view I was up and on him with my lips around his nipple. I licked his flesh as he held my head in place.

  I was suddenly ravenous for him. That split second when I believed there was a chance he might leave me needed to be erased from my mind. “Wait babygirl.” He tried stopping me when my hands got a bit too rough going after his zipper.

  I guess he was afraid I would hurt his big hard cock in my haste, but there was no way I would ever be that careless with what’s mine. “No.” He grinned and his hand came down to help me when I growled in frustration. “Here, is this what you’re looking for?”

  His cock came into view hard and already leaking. My eyes went to half slits as I inhaled his scent before sticking my tongue out for my first taste. “Ummm, so good.” I looked up at him with a happy grin before taking his cockhead into my mouth sucking like I was about to suck every last seed from his balls.

  “Damn baby, fuck.” His hand grabbed the sides of my head as he started to face fuck me. I laughed around his cock as I looked up into his eyes, which softened as his hands softened to smooth my hair. “I love you.” I almost choked at the words spoken so matter-of-factly.