by Amy Brent
“We’re going to get you on some birth control,” Brent told her as they lay on the bed together. She made no effort to take off the clamps, and she looked at him. “Next week when you’re working. The office is right down the street.”
“Will I be safe?” Cammy asked as he looked at her.
“I am always getting tested, and I am safe. I have no interest in disease and dealing with that. I just want sex. I know that you’re clean because you’re innocent.” Brent told her as she rolled over to face him.
“I don’t think I am that innocent anymore.”
“No. Do you mind?” Brent asked as she shook her head. “I just don’t want you to use your skills with anyone else.” Did that mean he wanted something from her? Did Brent want something real?
“I wouldn’t.”
Lisa came over the next day once he was at work and they sat by the pool as her best friend discussed the trip to Vegas. Cammy laughed as Lisa described all of the romantic things that Mark did before she looked at Cammy. “What’s up with you?”
“What do you mean?” Cammy asked as she glanced over at Lisa.
“You seem different. Are you seeing someone?” Cammy shifted in her seat and shook her head.
“No. I am going to start working at the office next week, with Brent. His assistant is having a baby, and I am going to fill in. I might be there full time, so I’ll have a lot less time for this.”
“Isn’t summer for relaxing? He can’t hire someone?” Lisa asked as she frowned. She had no idea why I wanted to be there or what was going on, and I wouldn’t tell her. I wouldn’t tell anybody.
“It’s not a big deal. He’s supporting me, Lisa. I can help him out.” I told her as she leaned back and closed her eyes.
“I heard he’s sleeping with one of the teachers from school. Like really sleeping with her. I wonder if she’ll be moving into your house.” Her stomach twisted as she heard the words and knew in her heart that they weren’t true, just rumors. It was better than the truth, though.
“We’ll see, I guess.” They both soaked up the sun but in her mind, Cammy was just waiting for him to come home to her. She wanted her fantasy and to sleep in his arms and pretend that they could be together. Lisa had left before he got home to get ready for a date. Cammy showered and dressed in one of my most revealing summer dresses before she went into the kitchen. Tasha had left early for a doctor’s appointment, and they were on their own for dinner, so Cammy decided to do something with the fresh shrimp in the fridge and make some scampi for him. Her fantasy only kept playing through his head as she imagined herself doing this for him every night after work and the idea of him coming through the door to kiss her hello stopped him in his tracks.
Brent didn’t kiss Cammy; he fucked her. Just like he fucked everyone else. She stirred the butter and the garlic into the pan with a few herbs and mixed the shrimp as she looked at the boiling water behind the pan.
The door opened, and she smiled as he greeted her. “What do I smell in here, Cammy?”
“Tasha had an appointment so I thought I’d fix some dinner. How was your day?”
“Good. I’m looking forward to seeing you there every day,” Brent stepped up behind Cammy, and she shivered as he traced her hips with his hands. “Look at this dress. I like it.” He leaned down and kissed her neck as she closed her eyes. “Do you need anything for the office?”
“It’s business casual, right?” Cammy heard her voice shaking as she spoke and he sucked her skin between his teeth.
“That’s right,” Brent replied as she groaned softly.
“I think I’ll be fine,” Cammy responded as she turned off the scampi and gripped his hand with hers. “I need you, Brent. God, I need you to fuck me right now.”
“Come with me,” his voice matched her urgency, and he dropped his hand to clutch hers and pull her into the living room and down the stairs. Cammy followed as she felt her nipples harden, and her thighs heat up. She walked inside and removed her dress without any orders before she turned to face him with her face looking down towards the floor. “Sir?”
She knew that he was undressing as she heard his clothes dropping to the floor, but Cammy didn’t look up. “We’ve done a lot down here, Cammy. Want to step it up a notch?”
“Yes, more than anything.” He told her to sit on the bed and wait for him, so Cammy turned to sit on the edge of the mattress. Drawers opened in front of her, but she didn’t look. Cammy knew better and received a spanking the couple of times that she did look. Brent walked forward and attached some large clamps to her nipples as she moaned softly. “These are tighter.”
“You’re advancing nicely,” He looked her over with a hungry gaze and nodded at her. “On your knees on the bed.”
Cammy complied and waited for him to come behind her. The first thing that she felt was something dripping between the cheeks of her ass before a finger slid inside of her. “Are you going to have me there?”
“Not quite yet,” Brent assured her as he withdrew his finger and slipped something else inside. “Let’s see how you like this.” It didn’t come out, and she squirmed as she felt herself stretched open just a little bit. “Let’s see how you like this.” The first crack of the leather made her sting and Cammy cried out. The pain and the pressure combined as he continued to flog her and Cammy gripped she sheets as she cried out his name. She was starting to like this a lot and worried that she would never have a vanilla relationship after this, which could be tricky.
Brent dropped something to the floor, and she heard a wrapper as she felt her thighs dampen. Cammy responded well to the way that he treated her, and she knew that this night would be no different. Brent spread her legs and drove himself into her as she cried out and felt herself release onto his long thick cock. “Oh, fuck. I’m coming, Brent.”
“I feel you. Your cunt is so tight, Cammy. I can’t get enough of it.” Brent drove in deeper, deeper, and deeper as she continued to pulse around him. She felt the plug press further into her as her nipples rubbed against the sheets painfully but she didn’t stop coming around Brent as he yanked on her hair and fucked her harder. He yelled her name as Cammy felt him still and release before he dropped behind her and she fell forward onto her stomach.
She dressed as she heard him rustling behind her and they returned to the kitchen. Cammy determined that the food would be okay if she cooked some more pasta and heated up the shrimp and she made quick work of that as he fixed a salad in shorts across the kitchen from her. Her nipples were free, and everything was back downstairs, but she could still feel her body pulsing as they talked about the office and what to expect with her working there. They sat inside to eat tonight, and she glanced at him a few times as he took generous bites and complimented her on her cooking.
CHAPTER 7
“Are you seeing anyone else?” Cammy was surprised by the question as she asked it and his face showed that Brent was as well. She thought back to her day with Lisa and hated it and found herself not liking a lot of her life before she started sleeping with Brent.
“Why are you asking me that?” Brent demanded as he set his napkin down and placed his hands on the table.
“Lisa was talking today, and there are some rumors.” Cammy sipped her wine and tried to appear calm.
“Rumors? That’s all they are. I am only sleeping with you right now.” Brent insisted as she looked at him.
“I knew that deep down, but it slipped out. She just…she wouldn’t understand this,” Cammy said as she gestured between them. “She asked me if I was seeing someone and told me I looked different. I can’t even tell her why.”
“I know, Cammy. I know, and I don’t know what to do about that,” Brent told her as he sipped his whiskey. His eyes looked tormented, and she frowned at him. “This is wrong in everybody else’s eyes. This is taboo.”
“Just a little bit,” Cammy agreed as she shook her head.
“I don’t want to stop this. I like what we have,” Brent told her a
s she smiled at him.
“I don’t either,” Cammy admitted, and he smiled at her as they seemed to agree. “I can work with that.” She knew that she had changed in the last month and that her life as a supposedly single twenty-two-year-old was over in some ways. She wanted this; dinner at the table and sex in any room with the man that just happened to be her stepfather. It wasn’t a blood relation in any way, but it was still looked down upon. It made her happy, though. If she had to hide that until it destroyed her, she would.
“Good,” Brent answered as he seemed to relax. Cammy wondered if he was as scared of losing her as she was of losing him? He’d made it clear that he was not ready to be out in the open, but they were the same behind closed doors. They went to his room, and she looked at him as she sat on the bed.
“Do you want me in here with you?”
“I do. I like the feeling of you beside me. That’s new for me,” Brent admitted as she looked at him. They turned on a movie to watch as they relaxed with some wine and she snuggled close to him. They had sex before they fell asleep for the night, though Cammy sensed that it was becoming more than just sex as they came together this time. “Did your life revolve around everything downstairs in the room today?” Brent asked her sleepily as he pulled her naked body against his.
“I did. I crave you during the day when you’re at work.” Cammy told him as he traced her stomach with his fingers.
“Wait until we’re there together,” Brent told her as she smiled. “Long lunches with the door locked as I have you on my desk and my couch. I can’t wait.”
“You’ll be able to do that while hiding this?” Cammy asked as he fell silent for a moment.
“I’ll find a way.” They slowly fell asleep together and Cammy woke up early as usual before she went to her room. That was a habit during the week so that Tasha didn’t catch them and she always fell back asleep in her bed all alone. It wasn’t as nice as being with him and she often missed him leaving for work, though that would change in a matter of days.
Today Cammy got up late and decided to go shopping for the day on her own. While Cammy had told Brent that she had some clothes, it wouldn’t hurt to get some more for the office. Hers were mostly for school and fun, and she took the car that he’d purchased for her last year and headed to the mall. She found some great skirts and a few new shirts, as well as some comfortable, sexy slacks. Every time she tried something on, Cammy wondered if Brent would like it if she were smaller. Her mother had been skinnier than Cammy and from what she’d seen of the past women in his life, that is what he seemed to enjoy. Cammy was a firm size sixteen, and he’d never complained, but she couldn’t help but wonder as she paid for her purchase with the credit card that he’d given her early on. Cammy took some bags to her car and locked it back up before she ventured inside of the mall again and looked around.
Victoria’s Secret was right across from her, and Cammy smiled as she sauntered across the floor and paused in front of the door. “Cammy!” She turned her head to see a friend from college and waved as she felt her enthusiasm drain out of her body.
“Hey, Kelly,” Cammy smiled as the redhead approached her and glanced at the store. “I heard they’re having a sale. I thought I might stock up.”
“I’ll check it out too. How is your summer?” Kelly asked her as Cammy reluctantly followed her into the store.
“I’ve just been relaxing at home for the most part. I am going to start working at my stepfather’s office next week to help him out so that’ll make time pass by. I was just buying some clothes for that.” They looked through the sale that Cammy had completely made up and selected a few things before Kelly got a text from her boyfriend and had to leave. Cammy took that opportunity to walk into the other part of the store. She found several items that she liked for Brent and tried everything on to narrow down her list. She had a woman assisting her and ended up with pretty corsets and thongs along with some short and skimpy items of lingerie. Cammy picked a few edgy items as well and tucked them into her pile before she paid and left with another giant bag. The cashier told her that she hoped her boyfriend loved everything and Cammy blushed as she thanked her.
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.
