by Ami Snow
Chapter Four: Damned Consequences
Jack couldn’t fight the erection that bulged against his jeans. His best friend’s daughter or not, Stacey was beyond beautiful and she clearly didn’t have a problem meeting his needs. He couldn’t exactly afford to turn her in and lose out on the night. Stuck between lusty need and a miserable self-made hand job, Jack touched her hips and pulled her closer to him so that her pelvis touched his. He watched her eyes light up with interest and arousal.
He took the scarf and gently tied her hands together, securing them to the highest ring post, stretching her arms high and giving him easy access to her body. It didn’t take long to put her acquaintance from his mind as lust swept through him. She was a gorgeous woman and the fact that she was willingly letting him have her thrilled him. He took a scarf on the bed and with her green eyes shining at him tied it gently around her eyes. “I want every fantasy you’ve ever had to come true tonight and I’ll pay handsomely for the privilege.”
She trembled as his breath touched her skin. He undid the tie to her shirt and opened it to get a good look at her gorgeous breasts that moved with every breath she took. She’d adorned them in a white lace bra that spoke of innocence and only fueled his own excitement. The war within him to rush was constant. He wanted her fantasies, to be the culmination of them. Rushing wouldn’t do now. Taking her mouth, Jack let her flavor soak him as she eagerly met him. Her tongue slid into his mouth and her moan drew him in. His hands found her hips and Jack let his hands travel down the length of her thighs. Leaving her mouth Jack let his lips travel down to her neck as he moved his hands back up her body. He cupped her breasts, watching as her beautifully pink nipples tightened at his touch. He flicked a thumb over each of them and smiled when she moaned. She was the one getting paid, but he was the one who’d give the pleasure. Easily undoing her bra, Jack pulled it off her breasts, immediately taking one long pull of her and suckling until she squirmed against the tie on her hands. “Jack,” she whispered, need roughening her voice.
“Mm,” he murmured. “You’re going to feel so good.” He turned her, pressing his lips to her neck as he pulled her shirt back. It couldn’t come off because her hands were tied, but the allure of leaving her half-dressed was too much to push aside. He used his hands to lift her skirt, loving the way her panties hugged her shapely ass. “I want to fill you Stacey.”
***
Stacey knew that tonight would be different. No matter who she had next or in the next year, she’d never fulfill what Jack was giving her. Her fantasies couldn’t touch actually being with him. Her body ached, even with all she’d had, to know him. She felt his hands on her hips and pressed her ass into his crotch, moaning when his erection butted up against her yearning body. Not being able to see was so damn hot. She could already feel her body preparing to receive the fullness of him. “I’m so wet,” she moaned. Hearing Jack swear under his breath made her smile. Thankfully she wasn’t the only one who was wanting. Wiggling her ass, Stacey felt Jack’s hands on her again, pulling her soaked panties down.
“You are wet,” Jack said
“Imagine how good it’ll feel when you’re inside me.”
“Don’t tempt me,” Jack chuckled. Stacey could feel his hand sliding up her thigh and hoped he’d touch her. When he reached between her legs, she arched toward him, separating her thighs to give him easier access. His warm fingers filled her, penetrating her warm pussy. He easily found her clit and massaged it as his fingers continued to plunge into her with a rhythm that drover her higher. Little did she know that Jack was already waiting for her and when she came on a cry of pleasure he filled her, deeply sheathing himself in the inviting wetness of her body.
Automatically her body pressed against him, needing the feel of his body to hold her upright. Jack untied her hands and led her to the bed, using the edge as leverage. His cock throbbed inside her, pulsing to a beat that he was helpless to alter. His body strained for release and couldn’t hold back now that he felt her tight body around him. He took her harder, ruthlessly driving himself deeper so that she moaned and gasped with each thrust. Raising her skirt up Jack brought his hand down on her ass, loving the sound of her moan. He’d never hurt a woman during intercourse and the light spanking was only meant to arouse. Jack smiled when he felt Stacey build around him. Her body met him now, thrusting against him in a desperate rush. She came on a loud cry of his name and enjoyed the way he filled her when his own orgasm raced through him. He knew the routine well enough by now, but that didn’t mean that he wasn’t wishing he could pull her to him for a little post coital snuggling.
“I’ve never been with anyone like that Stacey,” Jack said softly. “I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. I’ll leave a tip at the front desk for you. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome Jack,” she replied confidently. “I trust you’ll be back. This is the only BDSM room so I’m counting on it.” She smiled and then exited to her bathroom to freshen up. Jack didn’t like the part of him that wanted to keep her to himself. He’d felt the same for Rosita initially, but with Stacey it was different. Although tonight had altered things considerably between them, she was like a daughter to him, without actually being so. He wanted to shelter her. He’d have to come to grips with the fact that she worked here of her own free will. He knew he wouldn’t be letting her secret slip.
He drove home that night and tried miserably to get Stacey out of his mind. It was often that way on Sunday nights, but when he woke on Monday morning with her still solidly lodged there Jack wondered about the difference. She was beautiful and talented and smart. She obviously had ambition and motivation. Hopefully she’d run with all of her talents and motivation and make something amazing from her life. Not that he was complaining, but he hoped she’d quit the boutique and settle down into something nicer before too long. Although he knew the draw of easy, quick money; he knew that what she did to make it wasn’t as easy as it seemed from the outside.
He was home nearly an hour before he heard a knock on his door. Looking through his upstairs bedroom window he saw Stacey’s car in the drive. He came downstairs and swung the door open.
***
Stacey didn’t know if she was insane or desperate, but it’d be a miracle if tomorrow wasn’t as bleak as it was right now. She only hoped that Jack could sort it all out for her. “Stacey?”
“Hi Jack,” she said softly. “Can I come in?”
“Sure,” he said, stepping back to give her room to walk through the doorway. “Can I get you a drink?”
“A screwdriver would be nice,” she smiled. He poured her a vodka and orange juice, stirring before he handed it to her. She took a long sip before she spoke again. “I think I’m losing my mind.”
“Why?” Jack asked with a chuckle.
“I quit my job tonight,” she said. “It’s the most profitable job I’ve ever had and I let it go.”
“Okay.”
“Jack I…I want to be with you. Not just in a room somewhere because you paid for my time. I want to know your dreams and the things that excite you, the things that scare you. I-“ He took her hands and pulled her close. His mouth found hers and sank into the heat that erupted between them. He took his time now, arousing her slowly so that she sighed against him.
“I’ve never looked at you like a woman until tonight,” Jack said as he pressed his forehead to hers. “I was shocked at first, when you stepped into the room. Then there was nothing but the incredible heat I felt for you. You’ve become such an amazing young woman and I can’t get you out of my head. I’m not so sure your father will be too pleased.”
“My father has no say in who I see, even if he’d like to think he does.” Stacey wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled. “Make love to me Jack.”
“Sweet Mary what you do to me.” She walked away from him in the direction of his bedroom, at least she hoped it was the right direction. Turning back she smirked. “And Jack? Bring the ties. I like it when you bind me.”
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***
His blood was already pumping through him when he followed her. He took two ties from his closet and turned to see his best friend’s daughter sitting provocatively on his bed. Arousal burst through him in an instant when she smiled at him. They made love and Jack used the ties to arouse Stacey until she writhed beneath him. When she fell asleep he stayed up, wondering how he was going to remedy the idea of being with her on a relationship level and keeping his face intact when her father found out.
Jack woke Stacey the next morning with coffee and a bagel. “I wasn’t sure what you liked on yours so I brought cream cheese and butter.”
“Thank you,” she smiled. He felt her lips against his cheek and smiled. She looked so good all sleepy eyed and rumpled from their frisky night. It made him want her all over again.
“When you get done you can shower and then I’ll take you home.”
“There’s no need,” she smiled and moaned her approval when she bit into her bagel. “These are amazing. And I can drive myself home.”
“I need to speak with your parents.”
She looked up and Jack knew she was analyzing him. “You’re going to tell them what I’ve been doing?”
“No,” she sighed. “Although it wouldn’t hurt you to, but that’s your business. I want to tell them that I’d like to date you.”
“Seriously?” she stammered. “Jack, I thought this was going to stay between us?”
“And how do you suppose that’ll go over when you’re spending time away from home overnight and family functions pop up? Do we ignore each other and pretend we aren’t finding every opportunity to put our hands on each other? Or do we hope we don’t get caught by someone when I pin you in the shed for a quickie?”
The mere idea of taking her in such a manner had him aching. “I just…I’m not sure I’m ready to tell my parents that I’m involved with you.”
“Ready or not darling it needs to be done. I won’t sneak around with you and have your dad pummel me when he finds out. If we’re upfront with him now he’ll be pissed, but at least he’ll know our intentions. We can leave as soon as we’re done if you want, but I need to tell them that my intentions toward you are noble. Yes I’m taking you to my bed, gladly, but that doesn’t mean I see you as an easy piece of ass. I respect you and have cared for you since you were little. That caring hasn’t changed, it’s just evolved.”
Chapter Five: Happy Endings
Stacey wasn’t thrilled with the idea, but she knew that she wouldn’t say anything to persuade Jack otherwise. Her yearning for him gave him permission to spill his guts. She’d gladly take the wrath of her parents in order to be free with him. She just hoped her parents wouldn’t turn away from her because of it. She drove behind him on the way to her parent’s house, her hands trembling the whole way. She pulled into the driveway while Jack parked on the street. He held out his hand to her and she took it, feeling safe and secure. She was thankful that she didn’t feel like a little girl with him; that would certainly have ruined everything from the start.
“Hey Jack,” Mark said before he noticed Stacey standing with him and holding his hand. “What the hell’s going on here? Stacey Lynn, you get inside right now.”
“I can’t dad,” she said, trembling. “Jack wanted to talk to you and I need to be here when he does.”
“Talk,” Mark said, his temper building.
“We’ve been friends for a long time Mark,” Jack started, hoping their friendship would calm him some. “I’ve watched your boys run wild through the streets and Stacey has grown into such a beautiful woman. It’s because of Stacey that I’m here this afternoon. It’s come to our mutual attention that we have pretty serious feelings for each other. Now I’m not asking for her hand in marriage or anything-“ Jack felt the crack of Mark’s fist against his face as his ears began to ring.
“You’re damn right you’re not asking for my daughter’s hand in marriage you son-of-a-bitch!” Mark bellowed. “Stacey get in the house now!”
“I won’t dad,” Stacey said, staring her father down. “You won’t stand there and continue to assault Jack either. Nothing you say can change my mind. I’ve loved Jack for a long time. I didn’t act on it because you’re his friend, but I’ve cared for him long enough to know that I want to pursue this relationship. I’ll remind you that I’m more than of age and nothing you say can stop me from seeing him.”
Mark reached out to snag her arm and found Jack standing in his way. “You’re entitled to be angry Mark, but I won’t let you put your hands on her while you are. You don’t have to accept our relationship and I’m not asking for your approval. I simply wanted you to know that I, that we were seeing each other. I didn’t want it to blindside you any more than it already has.”
“You’re asking me to accept that my best friend is interested romantically in my daughter?”
“No, I’m simply informing you of the facts. I’ve grown to care for Stacey in a way I wouldn’t have expected. When she told me that she’d been interested in me for a while now I felt it only right that we see where this can go. I’m not saying it’ll lead to anything permanent, but if it does; that too will be our decision.”
“You’re a confident one aren’t you?”
“Mark, your daughter is one of the most amazing women I’ve ever known. She’s smart and talented and funny and has so much passion in her. It bubbles out of her and you’re damn right I want to share in it with her.”
“Get off my property,” Mark said, fuming. “And Stacey, if you go with him, don’t come back.” Stacey watched as her father turned away and walked into the house. Tears brimmed in her eyes when she tucked herself into Jack’s side and they walked to his car. She set the keys to her father’s car on the hood as she walked by.
“It’ll be alright Stacey,” Jack soothed as she continued to cry. He took her to dinner and they talked, trying to steer clear of the topic of her father. She knew he’d be angry for a while yet, but she hoped someday he’d come to see that she was a woman grown, capable of choosing who she spent her time with and who she allowed into her life. Jack was a good man who had never treated her poorly. He wouldn’t start now and the fact that they were intimate was just a detail that didn’t need to be shared with everyone.
***
Jack went to work with renewed energy. Stacey was looking for secretarial work and he was sure she’d have no trouble finding a job. She was stunning and the fact that she had experience in the field and was a quick learner were in highly in her favor. He opened the store and was busy marking inventory when he heard his name called. “Jack!”
“Mark,” Jack said, standing behind the counter. “I assume you’re not hear to buy something?”
“I’m not,” Mark said, his eyes dark, serious. “I came because I knew you’d be alone and I need to tell you exactly how I feel about you seeing my daughter.”
“Okay,” Jack said cautiously.
“I don’t approve of it Jack,” Mark said. “However, I know that I can’t force her to stop seeing you and legally I have no grounds to stand on. As her father, it leaves me as an outsider in my child’s life. It’s not something I enjoy, but I can’t stand in your way.”
“So you’re saying that I can see her, but that you don’t like it?”
“I’m saying that I can’t stop your relationship. I don’t approve of it, but I won’t stand in your way either. Stacey is welcome to come home when she’s ready. If she’s staying at your place, she can come get her things or whatever she feels she needs. I won’t stop her.”
“I appreciate that Mark,” Jack sighed. “I know that this isn’t easy for you and I can’t say I understand completely, but I appreciate your stepping out to come and talk to me.”
Mark sighed and ran his hand through his hair. “How’s your jaw?”
“Hurts like a bitch in heat,” Jack smirked. “You always could throw a nice right hook.”
“I was angry,” Mark said, apologetic.
/> “I’m not holding it against you Mark. You were doing what any good father would do to uphold your daughter.”
“I can say that as her father, I never pictured her wanting you,” Mark laughed. “No offense.”
“None taken,” Jack smiled. “I was a little shocked by her admission myself. It wasn’t until she came to my house that I knew she was serious.”
“She’s always been a self-assured girl. Now that she’s a woman it’s only gotten worse.”
“Don’t fret my friend,” Jack smiled. “She’ll be alright.”
“I can only hope Jack, seriously.” Mark stayed a while longer and before he left he shook his friend’s hand. Jack knew it wasn’t quite over. He knew Mark would hunt Stacey down and apologize to her as best he could. Jack imagined as a father the apology to her would sound a little different than it had to him. Still, the fact that Mark had talked to him at all gave him hope for the future. Smiling, Jack went back to work and thought about the woman he’d go home to tonight.
THE END
Double Trouble with Dad’s Best Friend
TABOO ROMANCE
By: Amanda Bolton
Punished by My Dad’s Best Friend
Lori never would admit this to anyone, but she kind of liked cleaning Tristan’s house. Her father’s best friend had offered her the job after her plans to work at Harry’s House of BBQ had been sidelined by an unfortunate pork fat fire. Now she spent five mornings a week making sure Tristan’s luxurious town house was always ready for a television news crew to arrive – something they did with surprising regularity, often with little or no notice.
Lori wasn’t sure what that was about. Tristan was a nice guy, but he wasn’t a musician, athlete or any other kind of celebrity. She’d asked him about it once, but his answer hadn’t helped her understand all the media interest. “I authenticate antiquities,” he’d said, “especially those from the classic period.”
