My mother just found this new man. His name is Michael. He is a very attractive man, and I wish I was my mother. I lay in bed at night thinking about what they might be doing with each other, wishing I was doing things with him. I try to hide my feelings for him, so he doesn't hate me, but lately, I feel like he has been showing some attraction to me, that isn't the typical father-daughter relationship.
I am wondering if he is ever going to be more direct in his actions, that way I will have a better idea.
When my mother and Michael come upstairs to say goodnight to me, I find it cute how Michael treats me.
"Goodnight sweetie." he says.
"Goodnight Michael" I say and reach up to give him a hug. At that moment my mother leaves the room and tells Michael that she will be downstairs waiting for him. He responds to her, but is looking into my eyes the whole time.
"Sleep tight" he says lightly grabbing my arm and moving it down to my hand. "Remember your mom is going on a business trip tomorrow, and it's just me and you." he smiles.
"I remember" I say and smile.
As I lay in bed trying to go to sleep, I remember the smell of him near me. It makes me horny and I touch myself in order to put myself asleep. I so wanted him to lay on top of me at that moment and grind his body against my now eighteen year old body.
When I wake up in the morning my mother is already off for her business trip. It is Friday and she will be gone until Monday evening.
"Good morning Michael!" I say walking into the living room taking a seat next to him on the couch.
"Good morning Makenzie," he says with a smile. "How did you sleep?"
"Good" I say. "how about you?"
"Good" he says. "Can I get a hug?"
"Of course" I say already feeling horny "behave yourself" I say to myself. I hear his breath and wonder what it would be like to hear his breath in my ear, while I feel his body against mine.
As I give him the hug I feel his hands on my back and I love it. He slowly moves his hands and I am wondering if he is trying to tell me something. He puts his head against my neck and his breath makes me shiver. I sit up.
"What are you doing Michael?" I ask.
"You know what I'm doing." He says looking into my eyes and moving them down my body then proceeding to smile.