by Amy Brent
Lisa walked through the door as Cammy was leaving and she looked her friend over before her eyes rested on the bag in her hand. “You could’ve called me. I’d have shopped with you.”
“It was last minute,” Cammy told her as Lisa nodded and asked her what she bought at Vicky’s. “Oh, just some stuff on sale. It was time to stock up.”
“That’s a big bag. I think you bought more than just a few pairs of underwear,” Lisa accused her and watched as Cammy flushed. “What’s going on with you?”
“Nothing, Lisa. I told you that already.” Lisa just stared at her. “I just did some shopping. You know that I do shop sometimes, right?”
“Of course, I do, but there is something different with you beyond that.” Lisa shot back as Cammy winced. She wanted to open up and tell Lisa how much things have changed and how happy that she was in a situation that was so wrong. Cammy wanted to tell somebody so badly that she could taste it, but she’d agreed with Brent not to. “I can see that you’re not going to tell me, but I really thought we were best friends. We have been for years.”
“We are,” Cammy choked out before Lisa turned and left the mall to walk back to the parking lot. Cammy stared at her as she stepped out into the hot summer air and tears filled her eyes. What was happening to her? She was changing so much, and Cammy walked to heart car with her shoulders slumped instead of being excited to show Brent what she’d purchased.
Her stepfather.
She drove home and put the clothes away slowly and methodically before dropping into her bed in a t-shirt. Tasha was there and making some soup for dinner, but Cammy claimed that she was feeling ill and wanted to rest. She crawled into bed and fell into a fitful sleep for the rest of the day as she dreamed of alternate futures for her situation.
It was dark when there was a knock at the door, and she blinked as Brent walked into her room. “Cam? Are you okay?”
“I was just feeling off,” Cammy told him as she felt him sit on the bed. Her body responded violently, and she closed her eyes as she tried to control her hormones. “I wanted to lie down for a while.” She was glad that everything was tucked away into her dresser and closet because she wasn’t even sure that she wanted to wear any of the lingerie now. It just felt so wrong, but her skin heated up as he slipped his hand under the cover and touched her bare thigh. They’d never done anything in here, and she suddenly wanted to soil this room with memories of their deprivation.
“And now?” Brent asked as she sucked in her breath. “Are you hungry or anything?”
“For you,” Cammy responded in a weak voice as his hand slid over the lace of her underwear. “Oh God.”
“I’ve never been with you in here. It seemed like your space, and I just didn’t think that you’d want it. Do you?”
“Yes. Is she gone?” Cammy panted as she dropped her legs open and arched her back.
“She is,” Brent assured her as he stroked her clit and she rocked against him. “What’s wrong, Cammy?”
“I need to cum. I want you to make me cum, Brent. I want you,” Cammy panted as he slipped one thick finger inside of her as he kept stroking her. “I think about you all day, and I can’t talk about it. I just reflect on this and being in that room with you.” She felt the covers pulled down and a hand pushing up the soft material of her shirt to grab at her breast.
“I think about you all day. I can’t wait to get home, and I’ve been blowing off later nights at the office to get home,” Brent responded as she rocked her body against his fingers to find the release that she needed so badly. “This is changing my life.” He watched her as she winced and tightened around him to wet his fingers as she whimpered his name. “Jesus, to see you like this.”
He ripped his hand away and removed his suit quickly and tossed it onto the floor. “I want to fuck you so hard right now. I want to cum inside of you so much. Turn over.” Brent ordered her as she lifted her shirt and threw it forward before she got on her knees. Brent loved her right after she came and he pounded himself into her as she cried out his name. It was hard and rough, but she loved it as he gripped her hips and took her in deep thrusts. “So. Tight. So. Hot. “Cum for me.” Cammy cried out as she did and he pushed a few more times before she felt him pull out and shoot something hot on her back. He didn’t wear anything, and she dropped her face into her bed as she sucked in deep breaths before she was rolled over onto her pillow. “Suck me, baby. Suck my cock clean.” She latched her lips around him and sucked Brent into her mouth as he held her head and thrust into her. Cammy was glad that she’d closed all of her blinds for some privacy, and she parted her lips further as he took over with long deep thrusts and shot some heat between her lips as she cried out and swallowed him. “Baby, yes.”
They slowed as he dropped onto the bed and looked at her. “We need to wash the sheets. Tasha can’t see this.” His words were spoken after a long silence and Cammy stared at him.
“Maybe she’ll think I fucked someone else. She might be relieved.” Her voice was bordering on bitter, and he stared at her.
“Is that what you want? Do you want another man to do all of this to you?” Brent demanded as she moved back and stared at his angry face.
“No. I love you, and I’ll never want anybody else.” Cammy told him as huge stared at her in shock. “I want you and I can’t fucking tell anybody that.”
Brent yanked her forward and kissed her as she froze. They’d never kissed before, and she felt his lips part hers before he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Cammy moaned as she felt herself kissing him back with all of the emotions and feelings inside of her as he pulled her over his body. “I’ve been trying to fight this.” He kissed her again. “I’ve been telling myself that I can’t have these feelings for you.” Another kiss.
It was so wrong in society’s eyes, but it felt so natural to Cammy. She crawled over him nibbled on his jaw before he pulled away to suck the skin of her neck. Brent moved down to pull her sensitive nipple between his lips as she moaned and pulled him closer. She felt him hard against her thigh and lifted her body as his hands gripped her ass to pull her over him.
This was more intimate than anything they’d done in the past. He was holding her as she rose up and down over his cock with no barriers but his lips were on hers, and his tongue was inside of her mouth as she felt her body stretch around him. Cammy wanted to stop this, but she kept moving as his lips brushed her face and drew her earlobe between his teeth as she slipped her arms around his neck and rocked onto him. “Brent, I need to cum again.”
He kept moving with her through her release before he pulled out and shot his semen onto her stomach with a low groan. “You need to get on something. I’ll call my doctor tomorrow, and we’ll take care of this. I need to fuck you raw.”
Was this fucking? Cammy looked at him as she held on and swore that they’d just made love. She’d told him that she loved him. Cammy blushed as she remembered the words and he pulled her face close for a kiss.
They moved to his room that night and while Brent didn’t tell her that he loved her, Cammy knew that he was different. He did take her to the doctor the following day, and she was sent home with something with the promise of condom-free sex within a few days. Brent took her for lunch after and Cammy looked around the pizza place as he led her to a table in the corner. It was crowded this time of day and Cammy followed him as she glanced around. The waitress came by, and Brent ordered a large combination and some soda for them as he looked at her to make sure that she was okay with that order. Cammy nodded as she watched him and memorized the strong line of his jaw and the way that his eyes sparkled. Brent looked around the room as he leaned forward to say something to her. “I might not have said it that night, but I do feel that way about you as well.”
Cammy felt her cheeks flush pink as someone said her name. She glanced up to see Chloe and smiled as she forced something out of her mouth that she hoped sounded like a greeting. “What are you guys doing?” Chloe asked as she gave Bre
nt a shy look.
“Errands. I know that Cam loves this place, so I wanted to bring her to lunch. How are you doing?” Brent laid the charm on thick and Cammy watched him with a mixture of envy and fascination as they made small talk. She looked back at Chloe as she said her name again and gave her a weak smile. Chloe shot her a curious look as she said goodbye and Brent sighed across the table from her. “You need to be a bit more into the conversation with your friend, Cam. We need to be low key about this.”
“Sorry. What you said just before that threw me off,” Cammy told him as he smiled and nodded.
“I can see that. It’s intense for me as well. I’ve always cared for you but this…this is different. I can’t get enough of you.” Brent was close and spoke low so nobody else would hear his words and she found herself swooning as she allowed herself to feel a percentage of the intensity of her feelings. Their drinks were set in front of them, and she leaned back and wondered what it would be like to be on a date with him. Cammy imagined them sitting on the same side of the table, holding hands and kissing as they waited for their food and she knew that she was getting ahead of herself.
It all came crashing down two weeks later when Tasha found them asleep under a blanket on the couch, where they’d been watching a movie together. Cammy would never forget the look on her face as she stared at them with horror on her face as Cammy tried to cover her naked body with the blanket. Brent woke up a moment later and looked at their housekeeper as all of the color drained from his face. “Tasha.”
They’d been discreet about their relationship, and nobody seemed to know, but now the truth was out there.
“Shit. We need to talk,” Brent called out to her as he slipped his shorts on and stood to follow her into the backyard. Cammy started to cry as she clutched the soft blanket around her body and prayed that everything would be alright. Even if Brent wasn’t her stepfather and her mother’s former husband, he was over ten years older than she was. There was nothing right about this, and she grabbed the cloth and hurried to her room to hide in her bed as she sobbed. They had fallen more for each other once the truth was out between them and she was so happy until she saw the look on the face of the woman that was like a mom to her.
Would she have to move out?
Were they over?
Cammy took a deep breath as she heard the door open but she didn’t look up. “Cam, I talked to her. I explained us.” Brent sat next to her and stroked her hair back. “She’s angry with me, but it’s because she loves you.”
“Are we over?” Cammy heard her voice shaking.
“No. I told her that I loved you and that we’re together. It isn’t going to be easy, but we’ll do this.” Brent lifted her face and kissed her. “I called the office and said that we got some food poisoning from dinner last night.” She’d been working with him for the entire time, and she spent a lot of time behind closed doors while he acted out every office fantasy that she’d ever had. “We didn’t make it to my room to hear the alarm.”
“I’m sorry, Brent.” Cammy’s eyes were full of tears as she looked at him. “I just fell asleep.”
“It’s okay, Cammy. We both did, and now we are real. Now someone knows.” Brent pulled her closer and kissed her hair. “It might be a good idea if we consider letting other people know.”
“What?” Cammy asked as she stared at him. He was looking into her eyes as she stared at him.
It was like a wildfire at the office, and she was relieved when Christine returned to work, and she could just go back to school. The rumors just kept going around about how much older he was than her and how gross it was that he was her stepfather. Cammy went to school the first day and could tell by the looks on her friend’s faces that they knew as well.
“I knew that you were up to something. You were fucking Brent the entire time, weren’t you?” Lisa asked as Cammy walked to her car that afternoon. “He’s gorgeous, but there’s so much wrong with that.”
“I love him, Lisa. I didn’t plan for this, but it happened, and I can’t change that.” Cammy looked at the disgust on her former best friend’s face and felt whatever ties they’d had breaking before her eyes. Chloe wasn’t too much more understanding about things, and Cammy knew that it was just going to be her and Brent from now on. Eventually, she made more friends that accepted the situation and settled into another life.
EPILOGUE
Cammy rested in the hospital bed as she watched her husband pace the room. “Brent, sit down. You’re making me nervous.” She panted with the new contraction as he stared at her and took her hand in his. “Jesus. This hurts.”
They’d been married for two years and decided to have a baby once they’d done some traveling and single couple activities. It was fun trying since they still practiced the same habits in the bedroom in the process. Cammy was thrilled even though there was a part of her that felt guilty for what she was doing. She was even more shocked when she realized that Brent had acted out her fantasies from her journal that he’d read and as she looked back, he’d nailed them all.
Love came in many forms and Brent was one of them. They were happy together, and he took good care of her like she knew her mama would want for her. The other one of their son and daughter that were born a few hours later at midnight screaming their way into the world. She wasn’t working with the pregnancy and Brent was still running his company and doing just fine.
She held Madeline and Brent sat down beside her with Than in his arms as they smiled at each other. “Hi, Daddy.” His eyes darkened as he looked at her for a long moment and then their babies. “You’re their Daddy. They’re going to adore you as much as I do.”
“I love you, Cammy.” Brent kissed her and looked at his daughter. “I’m so happy.”
THE END
TAKEN BY DADDY’S BOSS
Reginald
Business was booming and there was nothing else Reginald Covington loved more. At 49 he was tall, in great shape and despite his two failed marriages, he still had more than enough money to last the rest of his life. He glanced down at the laptop on his desk, knowing he needed to find a few more applicants to interview for the assistant position.
He sighed heavily, running a hand over the salt and pepper stubble on his chin. Human resources were never his area of expertise, and he didn’t want to start doing it now. A sly smile lit up his face when he thought of why this had all happened in the first place.
Sheila was a firecracker, and the sex had been great. Sadly, she had wanted more than he was willing to give and when she quit, he wasn’t really surprised. It left him in a lurch temporarily, and left his bed cold. He tapped the screen of the monitor, leaning back slightly as it buzzed to life. He had known better than to even start the affair up, but he had done it anyway. He knew then it was the one and only time he would mix business and pleasure.
He heard the buzz of the intercom.
“Mr. Covington. Mr. Baker is here he needs a word.”
“Send him back Linda.”
He smiled widely as the tall door swung open, and Baker came in. Benjamin Baker had been one of the few loyal employees that Covington Enterprises still had. There from the very beginning he had helped make the place its first million. He stuck his hand out to welcome him in.
“Ben, how was the flight in? I hope it went well.” He arched an eyebrow at him, gesturing at the seat in front of the desk.
“It went well, actually very well.” He tossed a file on the desk. “Twenty-three percent more than your asking price.” Close in age Ben sat a head shorter than his boss, though they shared a camaraderie and respect between them.
Reginald nodded his head as a smile formed on his face. “I knew you were the right man to send.”
Ben tipped the glass Reginald had offered him as he replied. “Thank you boss.”
Reginald made an odd sound. “You’re as much a part of this company as me Ben. Really, thanks.”
Ben finished his drink, and then smiled as they walked
towards the doors. Reginald patted his shoulder once more. Running a hand through his hair.
“You ok Covington? You seemed a little put out.”
“Yes, just trying to do the hiring now that Sheila is gone…” He trailed off, and Ben coughed lightly. He gave Reginald a reassuring pat on the back. As he was leaving, he spun to face him once more.
“You know Chelsea just moved back out this way, she may be a good fit.”
“Little Chelsea, I haven’t seen her since she was what 7, 8?” Reginald arched an eyebrow,
Ben laughed lightly. “She is far from little. She is 24 almost 25. Just think about it.” Ben smiled and said his farewells as he made his way down the long hall towards the elevators.
He slid back into his chair and went back to work doing his best to figure out what qualities made for the best assistant. He let his thoughts drift back to Sheila and he smiled once more. He would have to make an effort to check in on her soon. She wasn’t a bad woman; in fact, she was quite pleasant to be around. With her short black hair and striking features she was more than a little fun in the bedroom. She had surprised him in more ways than one with her wanton behavior and hidden talents.
Even now he could feel himself getting aroused thinking of her as she lay before him. He felt his cock throbbing and thought about jerking off on the bathroom. But that’s not what he needed. He wanted something soft, something warm….
