PLEASE DADDY A Sinners Diary

(MY BOYFRIEND'S STEPDAD)

JENNA WATSON (FL) - 22yrs

TYLER BLACK (ML) - 38yrs

BELLAMY JACE (SML) - 25yrs

JENNA

It all started the night I moved to Boston to come live with Bellamy Jace, my boyfriend. We met on a dating site, and he became a very big part of me cause I was madly in love with him, or so I thought.

I'd come all the way from Vermont, because I was offered a job here in Boston. I discussed it with Bellamy, I can't forget how excited he was about it. So, he immediately offered to move in with him. I was very excited too, because it meant less distance and frequent fucking. Yes, I loved sex.

It's been six months already and we've been holding up pretty well, until recently.

Bell changed. He became distant. He rarely returned home or took my calls. And when we fuck, he prioritized his own orgasm, leaving me unsatisfied, especially knowing how much I loved sex.

I craved more, couldn't keep my hands off my body whenever I was alone, but he was always unavailable. I mentioned it to him several times, and all I got was an apology, and a fuck that never satisfied me.

Wednesdays are my day off from work, and Bell has left for work. I laid alone on the couch in the sitting room, my hands attempting to wander down my body. My nipples were hard against the silk night gown I wore. Goddamn, I needed to fuck.

My right hand found my nipples and pinched them, so hard my body shuddered with excitement and need. My other hand was reaching for my lower body, when the sound of the doorbell Interrupted me.

Is Bell back already? I couldn't help but feel more aroused. No one visits us, so it could only be Bell, right?

I got up from the couch, tousled my blonde hair, and pushed down the strapless night gown, so that my creamy breast and hard nipples would be the second thing he sees after my face.

The door bell rang again.

"I'm Coming!" I shouted, and went for the door.

"Bell?" I opened the door and immediately froze. Unable to help the gasp that escaped my mouth, my eyes wide agape, as I stared at the man right in front of me.

Dressed in a black, short sleeve button down shirt, that did everything but hide how muscular he was. The shirt hung tightly against his body, like it would tear the moment he tried to flex. Paired with a dark neatly ironed pants, my gaze couldn't help but wander between his thighs. He focused his piercing green eyes on mine, his deep buzz cut, shaved neatly.

Apart from his appearance the most intimidating part of him was his intense aura. He reeked of masculine virility, strong sexual appeal and erotic energy, his demeanor alone was addictive and the phrase 'If looks could kill' suddenly came to my mind. I was at a loss for words, this man must have been the most handsome man that I have ever laid my eyes on, I couldn't imagine that such perfection existed. He too seemed to be short of words, I caught traces of slithers of tattoos at the bottom of his neck.

"Gosh, he's breathtaking," I thought.

Shit!

Realization suddenly hit me, that my breasts were half exposed. I instantly hugged myself, "I... I'm sorry," I said, almost ashamed. "I thought it was my boyfriend."

A small smile spread across his lips, lingering too long like he was sizing me up.

There was something about him... I can't explain it, but it was there.

"I'll save you the stress, sweetheart. I'm Tyler, Bellamy's dad, and I'm here to see him." He spoke like it was the most natural thing, his voice deep and husky.

Bellamy's dad? Jesus Christ, how's that possible? Because this man in front of me looks really young. He looked to be in his late thirties.

I met his gaze and couldn't help the shiver that rippled through me.

"I'm sorry, but Bell never mentioned you to me, and y..you look way young."