100 Ways To Pleasure A Little Muse

Chapter 8

CHAPTER 8

MELISSA’S POV

“Melissa, go get dressed. We are leaving for the restaurant downtown in twenty minutes.” It was past seven p.m in the evening, and mommy was suddenly throwing a dinner date at daddy and me.

I’ve always put up with her audacious behavior, but then, I felt pity for Bryan. I wondered if the poor man could put up with my mommy for a long time.

“It’s already late, Lila. Why not make it tomorrow?” Daddy suggested but the glare mommy threw his way had his lips clamped shut.

“Why can’t both of you see the effort I’m putting into this birthday? I am the only one trying to make Melissa’s birthday a memorable one.” Mommy snapped, her brows furrowed in disapproval.

‘Yes, mommy, only you.’ The words sat at the tip of my tongue, but I dare not spit it out, because I knew the consequences would be dire.

“Okay, we will do as you said.” Bryan responded, his voice calm and collected as he rose from the sofa, heading to his room for a change of clothes.

“Good. Now, Melissa, go get dressed.” Mommy’s sharp eyes landed on me and I swallowed as I also rose from my seat. “And one more thing, Melissa. Wear the new dress I bought for you.”

I was actually half way through the hall when I heard her latter words, which of course made me halt on my tracks.

Hell no!

The gown she bought was extra short! I can barely bend over with it.

“I can’t wear the dress, Mommy. It is too short.” I whipped my head in her direction, but her gaze didn’t waver, which meant I was going to wear the dress and it wasn’t up for discussion.

“It’s your birthday. Dress like a young lady and not a grade four kid.” She scolded.

A sigh slipped past my lips as I reluctantly made my way to my room and changed into the dress Mommy bought.

Staring at myself in the mirror made me realize the dress was even shorter than I had imagined. It looked more like something a slut would wear to entice men in the club.

I was so damn uncomfortable in it, but nonetheless, I made my way downstairs, where Mommy and Bryan were already waiting.

The second they heard the clicking of heels, they both whipped their heads in my direction and I froze on my tracks, my cheeks burning hot.

They were both staring at me in admiration, but Bryan’s admiration ran deep into my bones. It made my core tingled and my body hyperaware.

His stares did unimaginable things to me, stripping me naked, even though I was fully dressed.

I immediately looked away before Mommy would catch on.

“You look beautiful in the dress.” Mommy complimented, a wide smile on her face. A look of triumph ignited. “I told you the dress would fit perfectly.”

Yes. It did fit perfectly, but it was so damn uncomfortable, I was overly careful on how I walked.

Bryan led the way and after twenty minutes of driving down town, we arrived at the restaurant.

It was filled up with people and the second we stepped in, all eyes fell on me.

I swallowed hard, my hands itching to drag down the dress a bit lower, but the glare from mommy had me holding back.

We arrived at our seats and mommy sat opposite Bryan and I.

Daddy was supposed to sit with Mommy, but she stopped him before he could try. “I want to stay alone.” She had said.

Poor Bryan, he was stuck with a woman who didn’t value him as much as I did.

If only he was mine. I’d treat him better than Mommy could.

The waiter arrived and we were served some wine before our meals arrived.

However, when I reached to grab a glass of water from the middle of the large table, my bare thighs made contact with Bryan’s strong, masculine ones and a shiver, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, ran down my spine.

It felt like electricity passed through my veins.

His gaze fell on mine, like he had felt the exact thing I felt.

“I need to pick this call.” Mommy suddenly interrupted, rising to her feet, her phone pressed against her ear.

I watched as she disappeared into the crowd and silence descended between daddy and I.

Who would have thought we’d be this awkward towards each other when he had just f****d me last night?

When he spilled his c*m on my lower abdomen and I loved every bit of it?

When he spanked my ass so hard……

“You look beautiful tonight.” Bryan’s deep voice dragged me out of my sick fantasy, making my cheeks flush.

“Thank you. Though the dress is uncomfortable.” I frowned.

“It makes me want to f**k you right here and now.” His deep voice dropped another shade lower, and of course, my p***y could not survive the seduction.

“We can’t do that here, daddy. This is a public restaurant.” I whisper-yelled, looking carefully around me, as if someone was watching.

“Makes it all the more sweeter. My c**k is straining against my pants right now.”

He was raw with his words. Too raw it made my breath hitch.

“I….I can’t take anymore of your slutty words, daddy. I can’t afford to wet my dress here.” I muttered, taking in my lower lips.

“How about I take care of it for you before mommy arrives?”

It was a tempting offer, one I’d have jumped on if we were in a secluded area, but then, we were in a public restaurant where someone, somewhere, in a corner, could be watching.

“It would hurt very well if you don’t let daddy take care of it for you.”

I was so close to giving in.

“Okay.” I muttered and inhaled loudly when his huge, callous hand dropped on my naked thighs.

His hand began to inch closer, and in no time, his fingers were on my soaked panties.

“So f*****g soaked for me. For daddy.” He whispered into my ear, making me more wet and needy.

His huge fingers shifted my panties to the side and he inserted two fingers knuckles-deep until I stretched so wide.

“See you, taking my fingers so good.” He groaned as he thrusted deep into my p***y.

“Da….daddy.” A moan threatened to slip past my lips but I was fast enough to bite my lower lips fast.

“Make sure you swallow your moan, princess. As much as your moans sound like music in my ear, we can’t afford to get caught.” He said, thrusting deeply until I could barely breath.

Good thing he was finger-f*****g me under the table, so we were safe.

However, while I was riding on the wave of desires, rocking daddy’s fingers, Mommy’s voice came through.

“Are you okay, Melissa? You’re sweating.”

My eyes snapped open instantly.

I was neck-deep in big s**t!!!!