An unexpected twist of fate

The awakening

I stayed in his arms for a while after my breathing slowed and my eyes dried. He slowly lifted me up from his arms and my eyes adjusting to the light as I blinked quite a few times, as my eyes focus I see him looking so intently at me I felt butterflies deep down inside me. His breath on my lips our faces are so close to each other, as he breathes out my eyes close slightly and the next thing I know his lips are on mine, and I’m not stopping it. The heat from all the crying on our cheeks makes the kiss so passionate, I lift my arms around his neck and pull him closer as his tongue slips into my mouth. Our tongues meet and a dance occurs while fireworks are exploding in the air above us, my core flutters and I can’t control my body and let out a moan. He pulls me into his arms and up in the air while my legs wrap around his waist. his body is smooth and tough, I couldn’t stop what we were doing I couldn’t think about anything else but me being in his arms. He moves me over to the longer couch and gently lays me down while he put his knee between my legs and the other leg next to the couch. His touch was amazing, I wanted to feel his whole body on me and I wanted it now, I started to unbutton his shirt while our tongues were still dancing to the tune of our butterflies, I got tired of waiting and ripped the last few buttons and took his top off feeling his abs with my fingers, ‘holy s**t this is amazing’ I thought as his hands grabbed my now protruding n*****s and squeezing my breasts like he had done it thousands of times easily and sensually massaged the surrounding area, he lifted my shirt off around my head and our lips parted for a few seconds when I opened my eyes and saw him looking deeply at me as if he has had such an affection it was burning inside of him. He was gorgeous I couldn’t get over how brilliantly his face was structured and how now he was in my embrace. My eyes shone and his lips passionately came onto mine taking my breath away, my tongue slipped now into him mouth and with that he made a small moan, it made me crazy I slid my fingers into his dark brown hair and pulled his face deeper into mine as my legs wrapped around his waist and brought him into a position where I could feel his manhood right on my throbbing entrance, he was driving my core crazy and I just wanted him to be inside me and make me feel better. It was pure bliss I felt like I needed this, after the last few days I’ve had.... Oh no, I was thinking about it, I didn’t want to remember, he starts to kiss me on my cheek then down to my ear, he bites the lobe making shivers ride down my spine and I arch my back towards his chest. He moves lower kissing my neck and shoulder, my eyes are close when he bites my collar bone and in pain but mostly pleasure I gasp and open my eyes, looking up seeing a white roof, nothing on it, and then an image of being in my bed looking up at marcey and me and all of our time together suddenly appears in my mind. f**k. Marcey. 

This is marceys dad Angelica!! I sudden shock of what is happening occurs to me and I push him off me and sit back heavily breathing and holding my shirt against my chest. I look at him with shock in my eyes and he is just staring with no emotion on his face. Was he expecting this to happen? What did just happen? I need to get out of here before I do anything else that stupid and reckless. 

I stand up off the couch and move swiftly to the door where I easily open it and run outside. I get to the end of his property and look back without thinking, and there he is watching me shirtless leaning against the door. I stare at him in all his glory and then shake my head and run off around the corner. 

What the f**k just happened?! Please tell me that was just a dream or a day dream, that whatever just happened didn’t actually happen. I’m embarrassed and ashamed, that is my best friends dad! I hate him for what he did to her and how he treated her now I’m just letting him off the hook because he’s hot? Who am I? I’m so sorry marcey, this was not my intention. I promise to never do that again, he is your dad and the way you felt towards him is the way I feel too it was just a moment of weakness and in my state of release I was too weak to stop the painless appeal of his touch. My walk home was slow and sad, I often felt a tear or two fall down my face, I guess it was quite nice to let out some of the anguish I had been feeling, and especially now that I was feeling even more guilty. I mean how am I supposed to speak about my best friend when I’ve  just been in the arms of her dad. This was going to be one long holiday.