Chapter 16: A mistake

I dropped my phone by the night stand and pulled out my dairy. It's a new one and I haven't written anything in it yet. It is almost the same with the one I gave Josh. After giving him the dairy, I bought another one but this time, I didn't fill it with what I need. My womb throbs, pulses, straining with need as I reminisce the shameless words in the dairy….. My inside

I dread going to meet him now. When I walked away earlier, I didn't see the expression on his face. But now, will I be full of regret? Will he wish he hadn't done anything and take it back?

Fuck.

I have to calm myself down. I'm only being paranoid over nothing. We had both wanted this, it was evident from the look on his face, else he would have stopped me when I started grinding my butt against his erection. He even removed my tank top himself and sucked on my breast as if his life depends on it. If he regrets this now, then we've had our time.

When I finally found the courage to walk downstairs, I didn't find Josh in the living room as I had expected, the door to the tiny room too is closed so that might be where he is. A part of me knew he was avoiding me.

My stomach sinks at the thought. He misgtbe regretting what we just did, but I do not.

Clearly there’s going to be no fighting what we feel for one another. And frankly, I don’t want to fight it. I want to give in, jump off the bridge with him, lose myself in the way it feels when we’re together. When the rest of the world fades away, and it’s just me and Josh alone in our private bubble. When we can pretend that there’s nothing standing between us, no obstacles to keep us from where we belong—together forever in each other's arm.

JOSH.

A mistake, yeah that is what it is. I've just made the biggest mistake of my life. It should only be a mistake. Every second from the moment she walked inside and I lost my fucking cool and started ogling like as if she was the hottest thing I've ever set my eyes on. That's not far from the truth too, she is. I've never seen anything so beautiful and mouth watering as Annie before. Never ever in my lifem. It was like she detonated in my hold as if she’s waited her entire life for me to come along.

It was like a chicken who had just hatched it's chicks. A golden egg or as though as contestants on AGT just won a golden buzzer. As if she’s been saving up for me all her life. Judging by the way she’d explode all around me, strangle my fingers, and refuse to let them go. Her moans and cries when I finger fuck Her. The pleasure it gives me just listening to her talk. The look on her face as she cum while she had her head thrown backwards in ecstasy. Lost in my touch. And it all started when I read her letter. The diary of Fantasy so it was titled. Starting with dear Josh like some revelation. I thought it was Annie confessing, wondering why she didn't go to the pope to do that. But after going through the content, reading the erotic but explicit ideas in her head, I knew better than telling her to go go a pope. I've wanted her since then. I've waited, watched and stalk her. Knowing I couldn't claim her yes, I had to stay away. Instead on each birthday, I sent her gifts. That's the least I could Do. My presence could be a threat to her virgin pussy. Her lips were red and her hair was blown by the wind and she was smiling.

When I saw her come in I know I should’ve looked the other way and kept my distance, as usual. Pack my things and get the ficknoit of here. But I couldn't. It was like I was hypnotized by her presence. The look on her face. That apart I had promised Nick I would watch over his little daughter. Bit I didn't prepare for the Annie I was expecting. The Annie I knew five years ago, the shy and timid Annie who looked down whenever our eyes meet. The one who couldn't eat a zombie movie and stay in the room alone on her own. The Annie who would make me read till she falls asleep. That was whom I was expecting. Not this beautiful chick with a fuvk me fuck me look. Not this one with full blown breast and a perfectly rounded ass. Not the type that makes my covk hard at the mere sight of her and I had to masturbate to get it together. Not the one that begs me to touch her, the one who wiggles her ass against my groin. Forbidden fruits are always the best, I've been trapped with one right now and I couldn't wait to taste it.

Something in me knew I am doing the wrong thing, craving and listing after my best friend's adult daughter.

It was because of me. A grown man thought about beating up a kid. It was as bad as that and I Had to take a moment to not act out on the thought. And that’s when she came inside. Everything after that was a chain of events. As illogical as they were, they just came together naturally. I’ve never liked anything as illogical as when she was moaning the house down because her tight pussy could barely take in my fingers. The thought of my dick inside that narrow opening has been plaguing me since I left her room as she watched me with those droopy chameleon eyes that were mostly green. That’s how they look when she’s aroused. When she’s talking about fingers and being full and fucking urges.

Sexual. Plural. And now I’m having urges myself, but they’re not sexual. They’re violent, like when I saw her climbing off the bastard’s bike. Because she’s with him right now. The reason she left early this morning, without having breakfast, is because she was eager to get to the firm and meet with him.

If Nick hadn't called, only heaven could tell what would have happened. I would have popped open her cherry right there on that table. Would have eaten the forbidden fruit. I've gained as a friend and as a guardian to Annie. I neglected my responsibility and crave her body. I can’t bring myself to respond. I don’t want to think about it. I’ve spent years building my career, pouring hours of my life into it, but the idea of walking away from it leaves a sweet taste in my mouth. Annie and I have more in common than I would’ve ever thought. She makes me want things I shouldn't. She makes me see myself having a relationship once again, coming home to a wife and children every night. But even if that's what I wanted, Annie couldn't be that person. She's too young for me, and I couldn't imagine what people would say if I started fucking my best friend's daughter.