Thread: Kara's playbox  (F for M) Original, literate scenes from a British student

Dating her Dad Part One Daughters FriendxFriends Father FxMteenvirginromancecheating You shouldn't be alone on your birthday Jessica. How about I take you for dinner? It was an invitation that had been coming a little while now, both of us knowing that one day you would offer and one day I would accept. I never thought for a moment I'd grow up to be a homewrecker. Neither would anyone else. I was always the nice girl, the quiet and thoughtful one, the one that wouldn't set out to hurt a fly. And yet right now I can think of nothing I want more than to tear one of my closest friends family apart as I lay the pretty blue dress my mother bought for the weekends party out on my bed. Everything had started innocently enough around seven months ago. Until then we knew each other existed but we'd never met. I was the sixteen year old girl who went to after school dance lessons with your daughter Maria. The girl your wife picked up and occasionally cooked dinner for. The girl who apparently dated Jack from further down your street. You were Maria's father who worked late most evenings and occasionally was nice on the phone before passing it to your daughter. It wasn't exactly love at first sight either, at least not for me. Not that you aren't gorgeous because you are, but at sixteen with a boyfriend I barely even noticed that it wasn't Maria's mother driving the car that I got in after dance practise. You did smile at me in the mirror though, and I smiled back, I remember that. It was like that for a while. Daughters friend and friends dad. You were nice to me, I smiled. You told me a little about yourself. How your wife had to start training to be a nurse and was away from home a lot which meant you shifting to days and taking care of the household duties. I told you a little about me. How my parents threw money at me but were never home or attentive. How I was a grade A student. How I was dating the boy from down your street. You could tell something was wrong there though and it was only a few months before you noticed Jack hanging outside the dance practise and me ignoring him as I got into the car. Finally you got it out of your daughter that I wouldn't put out and I was being stalked and harrassed. I never did find out what you said to him, but I know he never bothered me again. That was the first time I hugged you and since then things haven't been the same. You're a family man. And I'm a good girl. But sometimes these things can't be helped. I started to think about you more. My smiles were bigger. Yours were too. You told me I was pretty and I thanked you. Then I made sure I was even prettier the next day. For the first time taking care of my make up, dressing nicer, wanting to look nice more than I ever did for Jack or any of the boys from school. Starting to feel grown up, womanly. I knew it was silly, and I knew nothing would ever happen, but I couldn't help it. I even wrote about you in my diary. Maria went to go stay with her mother for a bit and I felt like I was going to cry, but not because she was gone. And then you showed up anyway to drop me home. Said love you when you did. I said you too. That was when I knew, when we both knew. It was only a matter of the right time, the right moment to ask me, and you knew I'd say yes. And now here I sit on my 17th birthday. An inconspicuous wednesday night, where all of my friends have school the next day, my parents are both out on business, Maria is with her mom and theres only one person that wants to be with me. And I want to be with him too. Running my fingers over the pretty blue evening gown I was meant to save for the weekend before I start to undress for my date. I adore this story. I may re-write the end over the next few days as I was a little rushed. The age is set at 17 as it isn't realistic my character would be alone on her 18th and 19 seems too high. The best thing to do if you like it is to write me here or on Yahoo and just immediately start with who your character is, what he's doing prior to the night and lets just run with it already. Gone for a few hours though, have a good evening