Daddy talk Stories

Glowering at Jackson, I spoke in an equally cold voice. "What are you doing here?" I noticed his jaw tighten. Clearly, he thought I'd be thrilled by his unexpected appearance at my job. He'd never showed up here before; hell, I was surprised he remembered where I worked. For a moment, he looked uncertain. Running a hand through his dark hair, he seemed to struggle for the right words. "I couldn't reach you," he finally bl...

I wasn't scheduled to work again until Monday afternoon, and though I wished I could see Arden sooner, I figured I'd spend my weekend studying. But on Saturday evening, as I settled onto the couch with my laptop and a cup of tea, I still held out hope that I'd hear from my boss. I knew he was at the store, working alongside another employee, and they'd be closing soon. It was a constant struggle to try to focus on my stud...

I readily lifted my arms so Arden could pull my dress over my head. His gaze grew hotter as it swept over my bare skin, lingering on the breast he'd already exposed. When I started to take off my bra, he grasped my wrist. "Let Daddy," he insisted. The sound of my rapid breathing filled the otherwise quiet room. Arden's fingers deftly worked to unclasp my bra, and the way he stripped me of the undergarment sent a shiver th...

That Friday evening in early spring, I should have been happy. I was a junior in college, with excellent grades and a large circle of friends. But as Arden and I closed up the bookstore at a little after nine, I couldn't hide my despondency. Though I'd been unfailingly pleasant and helpful to customers since I'd showed up for work earlier that afternoon, I knew my boss sensed something was wrong. Yet he waited until we we...

Christ, it was miserable outside! Not yet noon, but the humidity gave the air a swampy feel. It would soon be scorching. My wife was out of town, traveling for work, and she made me promise to water her geraniums twice a day while she was gone. Out on the patio, I caught sight of my neighbors' son heading toward their backyard pool. He was home from college for the summer, and though we always exchanged polite waves, I'd...

I glowered at my phone, my mood darkening as I read the latest text from my girlfriend. "Goddamn it," I muttered. Cameron, my roommate, strolled into the living room at that moment. "Let me guess," he said. "Kendra's still pissed at you." "Yep." Sighing heavily, I tossed the phone onto the couch cushion next to me. "How long is she going to punish me for saying I don't want to go to her friend's bridal shower? I mean, who...

I ran into Wes at the supermarket, of all places. My mom had asked me to pick up a few things for a new recipe she wanted to try, and I was heading toward the spices when I spotted him in the produce section. Wearing a huge smile, I rushed over to his side. His face lit up when he saw me. "Lena! It's so good to see you!" He gave me a hug, and I didn't hesitate to wrap my arms around him. "It's great to see you, too!" I'd...