Thread: Enough is Enough (Skye Pilot & TortoiseShell)

Desiree hated her fathers glasses with fervor. For one he looked a lot better without them his handsome face wasnt made to be shielded, and somehow she found him intimidating when he wore them. She had no idea where he was looking and what emotions went through those eyes. She felt a shiver run down her spine from the thought. He could have been pissed at her, a fear she harbored ever since she has gotten her tattoos, for all she knew. However as he spoke her fears were relieved and she offered him a warm although fairly flirty smile. She had a hard time filtering her facial expressions at times, especially then when the heat was all but comfortable. Mhm, she shook her head with a slight frown upon the receipt of an answer. The Fridays off thing worried her she still had a couple of months left until her accounts would be unfrozen and she would become a millionaire, yet until then she depended on him fully and couldnt help at all. Letting out a sight, she reached out, pulling off his glasses. You know, this Fridays off thing is worrisome, she pointed out seriously, temporarily gaining the aspect of the occupied, business oriented woman rather than that of a teen girl. Her parents left her that as well from what she heard or read about them, the two were prominent figures in business and had incredibly calculating and cold minds. Are you sure things are okay? She wondered, her expression softening before she turned toward the table to put her fathers glasses away. Oh, and, she started, turning around to face him again, yet her voice briefly trailed off. She did catch sight of the slight bulge in his shorts, yet quickly offered him the most pleasant of smiles, brushing a hand over her forehead as though the heat was responsible for the distraction. Its so awfully hot for fall, she shook her head casually, clearing her throat. Yes, as I was saying. Your glasses creep me out dad, she stated, stretching out slightly. Her dress shirt was clinging to her body, the humid air making her skin feel sticky and disgusting. Oh how she loved to be in the comfort of her house or wearing a bikini on days like that one. She pulled off her own glasses and set them next to his ones, tugging on the elastic holding her hair together to free the wild mane, shaking her head slowly. At times like that, she looked like one of those sensual models playing in commercials. My day was fine, great actually, she nodded contentedly. And no, I havent invited any of my trouble making friends over, she retorted playfully, teasing her stepfather. This brings me to my point. Theres a guy I like, and he invited me to a party, well more of a get together, where I was going to go anyway, she stated, tilting her head slightly, the long waves of hair grazing his chest despite the fact that she wasnt as much as leaning down. She kept her eyes on his face, for a simple reason the memory of his trunks clinging to the proud outline of his manhood kept on gnawing on her memory. She desperately wanted to look again, and she could feel her nether regions grow warmer, an electrifying sensation spreading down her spine. Quite obviously the young girl didnt attribute the faint bulge to her presence she assumed that he had been asleep before she came over and had a dream that provoked it, or perhaps something else happened while she wasnt home. Either way, never would she have guessed what the man she blindly and unconditionally loved and trusted had in store for her. Which brings me to my last point, she continued with a playfully serious air. Can I go? Pretty please? She murmured, her hand coming to rest on his chest while she leaned forward to briefly kiss his cheek. Wait. Dont answer now, she almost barked, standing up. Ill go put on my swimsuit and when I come back you can tell me, she smiled warmly and ran off, the short skirt of hers moving up and down, uncovering most of her rear as she ran up the stairs toward the house. Upstairs, she quickly applied her tattoo covering makeup it was waterproof, from what she heard. She usually wore a one piece when he was around yet the weather made her want to expose as much skin to the sun as possible. Quickly covering herself the thing, she re-read the instructions. She safely had an hour or so before the thing would start showing. Oh what a mistake they were, she sighed, shaking her head. It took a lot more time to cover up the tattoos and think of ways to now accidentally show them of than it took to actually enjoy looking at them. Dismissing everything, she pulled on her bikini. It was an old one, yet she didnt wear it in months so she decided to do so. Little did she realize that the impressive breasts of hers grew, the black triangles hardly containing the lumps of flesh. A matching pair of black panties, tied at her hips with cute light pink ribbons went with the bikini. Studying herself, she grinned, deciding that she looked stunning. Quickly taking off her bracelets to only leave one on her ankle, she rushed downstairs yet paused when she reached the entrance. She figured that she was a grown-up at least she needed to prove it to him so that he would allow her to go to the damned party. Perhaps she would finally get rid of her virginity there. The boy was quite promising, she was sure that theyd go all the way. So, without realizing just how sexy she was at that point, she left the house and slowly walked up to the pool, her hips swaying back and forth invitingly. Instead of walking up to her father, she slowly entered the water, enjoying its warmth of her smooth, firm skin. Come over, Daddy, she called out, smiling back at him.