Enamored

Faye hated the Saturday morning at Murphy's household. She has been living in the damn house for 24 years, yet sometimes she wondered if she truly belonged in this family. All the women in her family have accomplished their goals by the time they were 21.  Her older and only sister, Candice Murphy, went to university at 15 and graduated at 18 with honours at Wilkins Business Institute. At 26 years of age, she is currently the VP at Pierce Investments and she has a great potential to become madam president in a few years. A job she first started with only 20 years old.  Her mother, Pamela Murphy, was a Soap Opera Queen, known for her hit shows at 9 pm Mon-Fri. At 21 years old, Pamela won the Primetime Emmy Award for her role as an aspiring singer who becomes a nanny to a rich man's kids. Now she teaches Theatre at the Oak Hill Music Academy.  Faye has yet to meet her goals. She is currently telling her family that she works as a personal shopper at a shopping mall 30 minutes away by train. She leaves every weekday morning and returns at 8 pm always. By 11 pm, Faye is out doing her other job without her family's knowledge.  She works at Leggy's, a brothel disguised as a regular stip bar. Faye wears her lace wigs and makes sure to not mix her personal life, with her Roxy persona. Everyone at Leggy's adores her and Faye is thankful that nearly every night she is making 5K, and can save up to buy her own house.  Spending her whole life pretending to follow in the footsteps of her mother and sister, Faye has realized she needs her own space to live her own life, and that is not going to happen until she moves out of Murphy's household.  And waking up every Saturday to her mother and Candice cleaning the house, singing and dancing around enjoying their successful lives, it only made Faye feel more like a failure than any other day.  "Wake up sleepy head! Mike is coming around and this house needs to be spotless. So come help us!" Candice yelled as she burst into Faye's room. The poor girl jumped up from her bed and fell onto the floor, hitting her head on the ground.  "Ouch! What the f**k Candice?!" Faye shouted at her and Candice rolled her eyes. Her sister could be a bit dramatic at times but there was no need to start screaming at her older sister.  "Relax Faye, it's just a small bump. Kenny gets them all the time. Now hurry up!" Candice said clapping her hands and making a loud bang when she shut Faye's door. Faye groaned at the sharp pain she felt at the back of her head and stood up cursing under her breath.  "I'm tired of this family," Faye whispered walking towards her ensuite bathroom. She stopped by the sink and looked at her reflection on the mirror above it. Faye could notice small scratches formed around her throat and she hoped that after a hot shower they would be less visible. She removed her pyjama shorts and top and walked a few steps back, watching her body on the mirror.  Her hands roamed all over her curves, hugged around her neck, her fingers tracing different spots in her body. All her mind could focus on was what happened last night.  Her regular client, Derrick Reyes, had asked for her service nearly at the end of her shift at Leggy's. He told her that work was getting to him and only Faye could solve his problems. It didn't take much time before they found themselves at a presidential suite at a hotel 5 minutes away from Leggy's.  He ripped her clothes apart, his fingers gripping her throat and throwing her down onto the bed. His lips exploring her mouth, sucking onto her skin down from her chest until her slit entrance. Derrick's succulent lips devoured Faye's labia and sucked on her clit. He knew exactly what to do in order to hear Faye moan out his name.  He ate her out until her juices poured out into his mouth. Derrick licked her clean and with his hands he played with her n*****s, driving small shivers up and down Faye's body.  Every single time Faye closed her eyes, she could still see when he climbed on top of her and entered her with a firm thrust, hitting her g-spot on the first try. His hands gripped each side of her waist and lifted her every time he thrust inside of her.  She could hear him moaning and calling out her name, while his d**k throbbed inside of her. Faye couldn't believe that most nights, this was the pleasure she was allowed to feel. Some of her clients focused on either bringing her painful pleasure or a making love session.  Derrick knew just how hard or slow he had to go, where to bite and where to suck. He knew how to make Faye c*m more and more. He was her most cherished client for this sole reason. He knew how to please her, yet drive her insane.  "Hurry up!" Faye shot her eyes open when she heard Candice bang against the door.  Faye looked down, unaware that one of her hands had travelled down her thighs and settled in front of her clit, massaging it in small circles, while the other thrust an index finger inside of her. Her fingers were soaked and Faye knew she better finish off in the shower, otherwise, Candice will knock her door again.  Faye turned on the tap and with a switch on the shower handles to have the water in a warmer temp. and then she turned the middle knob to activate the showerhead. The water intensity hit her skin, making Faye moan at the contact. She washed her body thoroughly but before putting on some shower gel, she placed the showerhead near her vulva and positioned the stream of water to hit her clit.  After an intense session of solo s*x, Faye knew all of her stress for the day was gone. Maybe today she could actually stand her family and pretend to be nice to her good for nothing soon-to-be brother-in-law.  She got out and brushed her teeth right afterwards. She may have tasted herself repeatedly. It made her feel closer to the events of last night.  Faye got dressed in a casual flowery dress and put on her home slidders. She took a long sigh and then made her way downstairs to meet her family.  For as long as she could remember, it has always been Faye, her mother and her sister. Her dad has never been around and after many years, Faye has forgotten how he looked or sounded like. But even though it's only been the three of them, her house has never felt empty.  "Morning baby girl. You have to start learning how to wake up earlier. What if one of your rich clients deducts your pay because of tardiness?" Pamela asked her daughter, who already had clocked her mind off the conversation.  I'll survive without some fake salary, Faye thought to herself.  "Yeah, you're right mom, I'll begin waking up at 5 am during days I don't have to go to work and help you and Candice with your antics," Faye responded sarcastically and her mother shook her head.  All Pamela wanted was for Faye to be more ambitious and have better goals than to work as a "personal shopper". Faye looked around and she could tell her family has done most of the work.  The kitchen was separated from the dining area by an island, and the dining area was a sofa away from the living room. It was all in the same area, which allowed Faye to scan the whole place and notice the piles of dishes formed by the sink in the kitchen.  "Let me guess, I will do the dishes?" She questioned and Candice gave her a thumbs up. Faye walked towards the kitchen, sulking all the way through.  "C'mon, don't get all glum on me. Mike is used to us being a family of squicky clean women. And besides, I could have made you clean out the backyard but mom knew we should give you the easiest job." The more Candice explained the more Faye could tell that for as long as Mike is in their lives, she will never be able to sleep in during a weekend again.  "What time is he coming by?" Faye asked and Candice took a while to respond.  "I mean he said around 10 am, he wants to spend the day with us Murphy women, but I told him we would probably still be cleaning, and that's when he asked what time we usually start and I told him 9 am, so he said he would show up just about that time to help us out." Faye's brain felt scrambled by her sister's rambling on about Mike.  From her understanding, she woke up her family to clean before 9 am, so by the time Mike comes by, he thinks there wasn't much to clean anyway, thus giving her the chance to see him earlier. Sometimes their romance makes Faye feel sick. Faye is still hoping they break up and Candice gets married to someone actually worth it.  After washing the dishes, Faye went and sat with her family in the living room, and just as she got comfy, ready to watch a re-run from one of her mother's soap operas, the bell rang.  "It's him!" Candice explained, jumping up from the sofa and rushing to get the door. She opened the door and jumped into his arms, Mike embracing her close to his chest.  He waltzed inside the Murphy's household, his arms wrapped around Candice's smaller frame. His head was buried inside her neck and his eyes closed, as his nose took in her scent. He missed her since he was away at a Bootcamp for firefighters. His lieutenant tends to take them to bootcamps every three months and he hasn't gotten to see Candice for the past three weeks.  "Hey baby," He finally greeted her, put her down and holding her face, as his lips planted on her's. Mike looked effortlessly in love with Candice and that's what Faye envied at times. She wished she had her own charming knight to save her from her misery.  But she doubts they would ever accept her night job.  "Hey, family." He greeted them and went over to hug Pamela, who always enjoyed seeing Mike and then he made his way towards Faye, who wasn't as excited to see him. "Always grumpy I see." He joked and Faye rolled her eyes.  "Came to swoop her off her feet?" Faye questioned him sarcastically and he nodded smiling like an i***t in love.  "Actually I have." He responded and with that, he got on one knee.  "Wow, wait, what the f**k?" Faye asked, completely baffled at how fast things escalated. All she thought they were going to do is eat breakfast and listen to Mike's boring Bootcamp stories. She never expected him to propose right now.  She was going to get sick.  "Candice, these weeks I've spent, away from you, were a misery. I couldn't eat or sleep, it just felt like a part of me was missing. I've talked to your mother over the phone and she gave us her blessing. I'm unconditionally in love with you and I've waited long enough to do this." Mike pulled out a small box from inside his pocket and he held it out, before opening it and exposing a shiny heartshaped engagement ring. "Candice Murphy, will you marry me?"  "Yes!" Candice shouted out and placed the ring in her finger. She jumped into Mike's arms, while Pamela wiped the tears away from this magical moment.  Faye couldn't help but tear up as well. As much as she doesn't like Mike, Candice looked extremely happy and maybe her marriage could be the example that their parents couldn't live up to. Maybe Candice was showing Faye that true love is possible.  And while Mike kissed his fiancée, his arms holding her firmly against his body, one of his eyes opened a little, and they focused on Faye, as he paid attention in watching her reaction to his engagement.