Blackmailing My Dad's Best Friend

by S. E. Law

  “I’ve missed my godfather,” I say before kissing him on the mouth.

  “I missed you, too, Rey,” Kane plays along. “You’ve gotten so big,” he says, running his hands along the sides of my breasts and down to my hips.

  “Mm, I think you’re getting bigger, too,” I say, rocking my ass against his erection.

  “That’s just the surprise I have for you,” Kane says, pressing himself into my ass.

  “Ooh, can I touch it?” I ask.

  “Only if you’re a good girl.”

  “I’ll be a very good girl,” I say, nuzzling his neck and sucking.

  Kane’s hands move to my breasts again, this time going inside my shirt and feeling my bare skin.

  “You really should start wearing a bra, baby,” Kane says, toying with my nipples.

  “Daddy won’t take me to get one. Will you come with me?”

  “Of course, but first, I have to get a good look to see what size you’ll need.”

  I untie the bottom of my top before Kane roughly unbuttons it. He pushes the material away from my chest and makes me stand up. Cupping both of my breasts, he smiles up at me.

  “You have beautiful breasts, Renee.”

  “Do you want to taste them?” I ask, pushing them together.

  Kane moves in to suck one of my nipples into his mouth. A moan escapes my lips. I let the shirt fall to the floor completely and wrap my arms around him as he moves from one breast to the other.

  “Can I have my surprise now?” I beg.

  “Get on your knees, close your eyes, and open your mouth.”

  His voice sends shivers down to my center as I do as he asks. I hear the zipper of his fly being pulled down, and a few seconds later, I feel the smooth underside of his cock glide along my tongue.

  I lick up and down his cock before opening my eyes and grabbing onto the base of his magnificent beast.

  “Hmm, it tastes so good. You always bring me the best candy,” I say before getting lost in giving Kane his fantasy blowjob.

  “That’s it, sweetie. Nice and slow. I don’t want you to choke,” Kane says, grabbing onto my pigtails and pumping into my mouth.

  I let go of his cock and hold onto his tight ass cheeks, kneading them as I use my mouth on him. I suck harder, wanting to taste his seed, knowing he wants me to swallow it. Relaxing my throat, I give Kane one last suck until I feel him hit the back of my mouth. His cream spurts down my throat, and I slide my lips back up until I’m licking just the tip of him, making eye contact as I do so.

  Kane’s breathing is heavy as he strips his shirt off, revealing his hot-as-hell body. As I slowly stand up, I kiss up his torso, licking and sucking along the way.

  Kane plops down on the bed, his semi-erect penis dangling between us. Sitting down on his lap, his hand goes under my skirt.

  “Where’d you learn to be such a good sucker?” Kane asks, his hand spreading my legs apart.

  “TV,” I say in character as I lean back and rock against his leg, trying to get the hand resting on my thigh to touch me.

  “Naughty girl. You’ve been watching porn?”

  “Is that bad?” I ask, looking back at him.

  “I’m going to have to spank you,” he smirks.

  Before I can blink, Kane pulls me off of his lap and throws me face down on the bed. My skirt is flipped up, and his hand comes clapping down on my ass, causing the mattress and me to bounce. A slight sting is left behind, but I want another slap.

  Turning my head to the side to look up at Kane, I wiggle my hips, making my ass jiggle. He slaps me again before getting on the bed with me. Strong hands massage my ass, moving their way down until his thumbs are dipping into my wet pussy. My body twitches as I release a small moan.

  “Please, Kane, you’ve punished me enough. Kiss and make it better,” I pout over my shoulder at him.

  Smiling at me, he pulls me up to my knees by my hips. At first, he places kisses along my ass cheeks before diving into my pussy. Oh God, this is better than I could have imagined! I come almost instantly as his mouth devours me.

  Moans and screams fill the room, and I’m hardly aware that the noise is even coming from me. I roll onto my back, trying to catch my breath as Kane climbs on top of me.

  “I’m glad I get to hear those sounds this time,” he smirks, kissing me softly.

  Kane’s cock is at my entrance, and with one little push, he’s inside of me. Our pace changes suddenly as we stop role-playing and just enjoy each other’s bodies. Soft caresses and sensual kisses are exchanged as Kane’s throbbing erection moves rhythmically into me. My hips move on their own accord to meet his thrusts. Since both of us have come once already, we’re in no rush.

  I have never felt so connected to someone as I do right now… both physically and emotionally. Kane’s beautiful blue eyes stare into mine, and I can see how much he cares for me, even if all of this might be just some fetish between us. At least I know he loves me in some way, and God knows, I love him in every way.

  13

  Kane

  Opening my eyes, I see the most beautiful sight lying next to me. Renee’s peaceful smile is inches from my face as she sleeps, and the blanket is pooled at her waist, revealing her luscious breasts to me.

  I want to take her again, but I don’t want to disturb her sleep. Carefully, I slip out of bed, deciding to grab us some breakfast from the café downstairs.

  As I get dressed, my mind thinks about last night. Renee is so much better than I’d ever imagined. I’ve never felt so comfortable with a woman before as I do with her.

  Some women hate role-play or think fetishes like spanking or the school girl routine is demeaning or gross. Renee seems to enjoy it all just as much as I do. I’ve never felt so in sync with someone in the bedroom… or out of the bedroom, if I’m really being honest with myself.

  Slipping into my shoes, I grab my wallet and room key before heading to the elevator.

  Once I’m at the café, I order Renee a caramel latte, knowing that’s her favorite, and a regular coffee for myself. I also grab two corn muffins with butter and jam on the side, knowing that’s how Renee likes to eat them.

  As I make my way back to the room, it hits me how much I actually know about Renee Linwood. Sure, I’m her godfather, and I’ve known her all of her life, but I doubt I know how Colt likes his muffins, and we were roommates in college! Does Colt even like muffins? Fuck if I know. But subconsciously, I pay attention to those things about Renee. What is it with my fascination with her?

  I open the door to find Renee sitting at the small table in the room, dressed in a long t-shirt, with a pencil in her hand and a sketchpad in front of her.

  “There you are,” she turns and smiles at me.

  “Breakfast is served,” I say, setting everything down on the table and kissing the top of her head.

  “Aw, thanks,” she smiles. “I’m starving.”

  “I’ll bet. We really worked up an appetite last night,” I wink at her.

  She blushes before looking inside the bag and pulling out the jam and butter before retrieving a corn muffin. I sit down across from her and grab the other muffin, biting into it.

  “What is that?” I ask, seeing the sketchpad she’d pushed away to make room for breakfast.

  Renee shrugs. “Just stuff I mess around with.”

  “Like drawings?”

  Renee nods as she butters the muffin.

  “Can I see?”

  She looks up at me, surprised.

  “I’ve never shown these to anyone.”

  “Oh. Well, if you don’t want me to see, I understand,” I tell her. “I remember you were always a great artist when you were a kid. You used to enter those contests online all of the time.”

  “Fine. You don’t have to butter me up… you can see them,” she caves, lightly pushing the pad over to me.

  I chuckle and wink at her. “See? I know how to get my way too.”

  Renee laughs. “I’ll bet you do.”

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bsp; I open up the sketchpad. The first drawing is of some sort of female super hero.

  “Wow, the detail on this is amazing,” I compliment her.

  “Thanks. That’s Kerenity. She’s the heroine of a graphic novel I work on from time to time.”

  “You’re working on a graphic novel?”

  “Just for fun,” Renee shrugs, taking a bite of her now buttered and jammed muffin.

  Turning to the next page, there is an equally awesome drawing of a male super hero.

  “Who’s this?”

  “Jedrek. He reads minds.”

  “Rey, these are phenomenal.”

  She rolls her eyes. “Kane, it’s just stupid comic stuff. It’s dorky.”

  “It’s fucking awesome,” I tell her before flipping through more pages.

  Some of the sketches are landscapes, and some are of realistic animals. All of them are equally amazing. I stop at the last page and look at Renee, surprised.

  “Oh, that’s what I was working on this morning…” She blushes.

  The sketch is of us—naked and entwined in each other’s arms while my mouth is latched onto hers.

  “This one’s my favorite,” I wink.

  A blushing grin covers her face as she takes a sip of her coffee.

  “Caramel?” she asks in surprise.

  “I know it’s your favorite.”

  She smiles again. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her smile this much or not give any sass back. Happy looks incredible on her, and that thought makes me realize just how unhappy she is about school and her future.

  “Rey, does your dad know about your art?”

  “He knows I like to draw.”

  “Be honest with me… you don’t just like to draw. This is your passion. This is what you should be doing,” I say, pointing my finger at the sketch of us.

  She laughs. “Having sex with you?”

  I give her a stern, sideways look, and she lets out a deep sigh.

  “Dad wants me to be something practical, not some struggling artist.”

  “How do you know you’ll be struggling? You have enough talent that maybe you won’t have to.”

  “Shut up,” she brushes me off, her sass returning full force.

  “And even if you do struggle, who cares? You’ll be doing what you love.”

  Renee looks at me, and a bashful smile spreads across her face.

  “You seem very passionate about my passion,” she teases.

  “I am! Look, I get that school sucks. I got a college degree and am doing nothing with it. But maybe you should go to some kind of art school and pursue this.”

  “Kane, that’s nice and all, but I know Daddy, and he wants me to get a degree in business or nursing. He doesn’t want me chasing some dream that won’t work out.”

  “That doesn’t sound like my best friend. Back in college, he was a dreamer,” I tell her.

  “Well, that was way before my mother broke his heart and crushed his dreams.”

  “Sweetie, I know you asked me to talk to him, but have you tried?” I ask, reaching over and squeezing her wrist gently.

  “He refers to art as my hobby, Kane. He already has another college tour lined up for me, and I’m pretty sure there are no art programs there either.”

  “I still think you should talk to him. He’s more understanding than you realize.”

  Renee laughs. “You called him stubborn!”

  “I did, but sometimes, he can be reasonable,” I offer.

  “Right. Says the guy who’s sneaking around with his daughter.”

  “Says the girl who is using my innermost secrets to blackmail me,” I retort.

  “I didn’t hear you complaining last night,” she crosses her arms across her chest.

  “Eat your muffin,” I say, taking a sip of my coffee.

  “Eat yours,” she smirks, spreading her legs wide.

  I spit my coffee out, and Renee laughs hysterically. Grabbing napkins to wipe my face and the table, I shake my head at her.

  “What the fuck am I going to do with you?”

  She stands up and sits in my lap.

  Giving me a small kiss on the lips, she replies, “Anything you want.”

  I’m in so much trouble with this girl. She’s dangerous, but I can’t say no to her. As long as I’m around, I will do anything to keep her happy, and I’m afraid what that will cost me in the end.

  14

  Renee

  The next day at school, I do my best to show an interest in English class. I want to show my father I’m taking my future seriously. Maybe then, he’ll take me seriously when I tell him I want to be an illustrator.

  Kane keeps popping into my mind, though. Him and our amazing weekend together. It’s almost like I’m leading a double life. During the week, I’m the bored school girl, and on the weekends, I’m the sexy seductress. I’m desired and protected and loved. But I’m not sure if that’s all part of Kane’s role-playing. Maybe his caring about me is part of the blackmail package I sold him.

  All I know is, I need to talk to someone about all of this. I need my best friend, no matter how shocked Chastity will be. When I see her after class, I invite her over my house.

  After the bell rings, I spot Billy making out with a freshman by the lockers. He makes sure I’m watching as his slobbery tongue invades the poor girl. I can’t believe I dated that idiot.

  “Aww, are you jealous, Renee?” Ariana, one of the girls in Billy’s crew, comes up behind me.

  “Nah, I’m good,” I smirk at her.

  “I know Billy only dated you for your boobs, but I think part of him really liked you. He said you give great head,” she says before laughing and walking away. “Tramp,” I hear her mutter.

  “Whore!” I call back at her.

  I know I always say it, but I seriously hate high school. I don’t get why people feel the need to be so cruel t0 other people. I will never understand teenagers, even though I am one!

  Walking outside, I’m relieved to see Chastity—the only genuine person in my high school. We eagerly catch up on the past weekend, feeling like we haven’t seen each other in weeks even though it’s only been two days.

  “There was this cute guy flirting with me at my cousin’s birthday party, but my parents would flip out if I dated an older guy,” Chastity rolls her eyes.

  “How old was he?”

  “Twenty-three.”

  “That’s nothing,” I wave her off with my hand.

  “Yeah, maybe not to us, but you know how my parents are.”

  “Chas, you know you’re eighteen now. You can date whomever you want.”

  Chastity is one of the prettiest girls in school, but because her parents keep her on such a tight leash and she is so focused on being a good girl, she basically outcasts herself from all social activities.

  “I just have to get to college, and then I can let go a little.”

  I don’t believe her, but I nod along anyway.

  “So, how was Fields?”

  “It sucked,” I sigh.

  “Aw, did you tell your dad?”

  “What’s the point?” I shrug. “I’m hoping Bernard College will be better this weekend.”

  “Oh, is your dad able to go with you this time?” she asks as we stand up to get off the bus.

  “Kane’s coming with me again,” I say, adjusting my backpack on my shoulder.

  “Wow, you must be happy about that,” she giggles. “Oh, did you ever confront him about his journal?”

  “I’ll get to that in a second,” I smirk as we walk up my driveway.

  After I unlock the door to my house, we head straight for the kitchen. I raid the refrigerator, grabbing snacks and drinks for us. We hop up on the stools and sit at the island as we eat and chat.

  “So… I’m not a virgin anymore.”

  Chastity’s mouth drops. “You had sex with Billy?”

  “Huh,” I laugh and roll my eyes. “If you want to call it that. Billy and I didn’t get very far. I b
roke up with him, remember?”

  Chastity looks at me funny.

  “Then who’d you have sex with?”

  I bite into a tortilla chip and stare down as I utter Kane’s name. I can see Chastity’s mouth hanging open out of the corner of my eye.

  “Kane?! WHAT?!” she screams.

  “Shit, Chastity, do you want to say it a little louder? I don’t think the whole neighborhood heard you!”

  “How? When? Where?”

  “The first time was in the theater room, and then we did it again at the hotel over the weekend… well, we did it a few times this weekend, actually.”

  “Renee!” She smacks my shoulder. “Are you crazy? Is Kane crazy?”

  “Maybe,” I laugh. “I don’t know! You know how badly I’ve wanted him… and oh God, he is way better than I ever could have imagined!”

  “This is so fucking wrong!” Chastity says, slapping her hand over her mouth.

  She hardly ever curses, especially not with the “f” word. I can’t help but find her reaction comical.

  “What’s so wrong about it? I’m eighteen, Chastity. We’re two consenting adults… kind of,” I say, biting my lip unsurely.

  “Kane is twenty-seven years older than you! He’s old enough to be your father! He practically is your family!”

  I’m waiting for Chastity’s head to spin off.

  “Wait… what do you mean ‘kind of’ consenting?” she asks. “Did Kane force himself on you?! If he did, you have to tell your dad…”

  “NO! Calm down,” I laugh. “Kane didn’t force me to do anything. I seduced him.”

  “Good.” She lets out a sigh, and I raise an eyebrow at her. “You know what I mean…”

  There’s a moment of silence between us before Chastity starts rambling again.

  “At least your real first time wasn’t with Billy. He thinks he’s so cool and bad ass… He’s nothing but a joke. I didn’t want to tell you this, but… after you broke up with him, Billy came onto me.”

  “What?!” I ask. “What an asshole!”

  “Yeah, that’s exactly what I told him! Now I know why you’re done with high school boys,” Chastity smiles. “I’m happy you got your dream man, even if your father is going to have a heart attack when he finds out.”