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Super-Earth
- Joined
- Apr 9, 2009
Genie held her breath as her head hit the fluff of her pillow. Tonight was the night. Her mother was gone. Long gone. Not dead though. Genie would have never wished that on her, no matter how betrayed she felt. No. Genvieve's mother had decided to move out months ago to be with 'uncle' Chad, the man that was practically a second father to her. How could they do that to them? It made Genie's stomach queasy....but it had been a long time coming. Being eighteen and having just graduated high school, Genvieve wasn't oblivious to the fact her parents weren't....romantically involved for a long time. Her mother worked constantly and so did her father. They hadn't time for each other. Plus they bickered a lot. Genie had avoided the last few fights before the separation by keeping herself occupied with Leo, her boyfriend.
But Leo lost his appeal. He was pushy. Needy. He couldn't understand that no meant no. And Genie? She wasn't the push over type. She dumped him on his ass the minute he'd tried to...well...devirginize her. Course he spread around that she was a slut and he dumped her. Genie could care less though. She was too busy being worried about her father. He wasn't sleeping. Neither was she. Genie had bumped into him several times in the past several nights. He insisted he was fine...but she could tell he needed something. Love. Affection. The same thing she needed.
They'd taken to cuddling late in the night. Whispering and giggling with each other. Telling stories about the good ol days. Even though her mother hadn't been around for a while...it still felt...lonely in the house. Empty. Cuddled tight in her father's arms it wasn't so bad.
Tossing in her sheets, Genie closed her eyes. She couldn't stop thinking about her father's warm loving grip. His muscular arms wrapped around her. She felt safe. Loved. "Dad..." she called out, just loud enough for him to hear down the hall. The house was dead silent. Genie bit her lip...thinking about the last two nights they'd spent together...in a less than father/daughter embrace. It was...innocent for the most part. Well it was until their lips finally met. It was a long deep kiss. Not their typical father daughter peck. Neither pulled away. Both yearned for it. And neither spoke of it later. But...Genie couldn't stop thinking about it. She wanted more. Needed it. Her father made her feel more loved than anyone in the world. And she needed to show him.
Under the sheets, she waited in her thin pale blue nighty. Her long albeit curvy figure was somewhat visible beneath. Her ample 36 C chest was free and her green eyes were peering through the darkness in anticipation. She hoped he'd come. In more ways than one.
But Leo lost his appeal. He was pushy. Needy. He couldn't understand that no meant no. And Genie? She wasn't the push over type. She dumped him on his ass the minute he'd tried to...well...devirginize her. Course he spread around that she was a slut and he dumped her. Genie could care less though. She was too busy being worried about her father. He wasn't sleeping. Neither was she. Genie had bumped into him several times in the past several nights. He insisted he was fine...but she could tell he needed something. Love. Affection. The same thing she needed.
They'd taken to cuddling late in the night. Whispering and giggling with each other. Telling stories about the good ol days. Even though her mother hadn't been around for a while...it still felt...lonely in the house. Empty. Cuddled tight in her father's arms it wasn't so bad.
Tossing in her sheets, Genie closed her eyes. She couldn't stop thinking about her father's warm loving grip. His muscular arms wrapped around her. She felt safe. Loved. "Dad..." she called out, just loud enough for him to hear down the hall. The house was dead silent. Genie bit her lip...thinking about the last two nights they'd spent together...in a less than father/daughter embrace. It was...innocent for the most part. Well it was until their lips finally met. It was a long deep kiss. Not their typical father daughter peck. Neither pulled away. Both yearned for it. And neither spoke of it later. But...Genie couldn't stop thinking about it. She wanted more. Needed it. Her father made her feel more loved than anyone in the world. And she needed to show him.
Under the sheets, she waited in her thin pale blue nighty. Her long albeit curvy figure was somewhat visible beneath. Her ample 36 C chest was free and her green eyes were peering through the darkness in anticipation. She hoped he'd come. In more ways than one.
