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Bri947
1 day ago
Bisexual Female, 30
0 miles · Salt Lake City, Utah, USA

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Little Mischief

Little be.. well Little.

I woke up to the sun shining through the curtains. No matter how many mornings I wake up to this the same radiating feeling it fills me with happiness. I knew I wouldn't have to wait long before my daddy to come get me from my crib. I know what you're thinking. A grown woman in a crib calling her husband Daddy. It works for us though. At twenty-three, I stand no more than five feet and a few inches. My body is petite but...

I made my way to my room to finish getting dry. Throwing on a pair of sweats and a black tank top sans bra and panties. I wasn't going to push him too far right now after turning his wife into goo. I walked back out to the patio with my tablet and my own glass. I joined my brother and his makeshift work station to hopefully get my own work done. I passed him my glass, and he poured a few fingers. "Thanks for this. Kasey's...

Reconciliation pt 3

Taste of the fruit

The following morning, I considered my options: start receiving a little retribution or put on the unsightly, unpleasant cotten. When well done, revenge tastes delicious. Taking a shower barely crossed my mind. Allow him to smell his own work. I slung the robe over my shoulders, leaving my silk tank top and shorts on. I left the robe open, exposing my firm nipples. I smirked as I walked downstairs to the aroma of breakfas...

Reconciliation pt 2

Will she continue to endure in hopes of his forgiveness, or is there revenge on the horizon?

The house was quiet, and I made my escape. I put in my ear buds and started out slowly. The more my mind ran, the more relaxed I became. I made my way back to the house and grabbed a water bottle for the shower. Clean and comfortable in sweats and an old band tee, I made my way downstairs and made a pot of coffee. I heard my brother enter the room, and I turned slightly to give him a small smile. I didn't wait for a respo...

Reconciliation

Can she earn his forgiveness after all this time?

"Well," I sighed. I unloaded my small bits of belongings from the Uber. With a wave of my hand, the driver was off. Hot and tired from the drive, there I stood staring at the house. Do I knock on the door or do I turn away from the safety of the roof I swore I'd never turn to? Without any other options, I approached the door and knocked softly. Hoping no one was home, I heard the door unlock and open upon a small, beautif...