WHEN HE RETURNS

Daddy's trip

WILLIAMS

Watching Sasha and Dad in their romantic moment was something that irritated me yet I found myself doing it. I wasn't sure why as it definitely wasn't out of obligation but somehow, it gave me pleasure.

I had bumped into them kissing by the gate after an intense gym session. Later, I found myself staring at them from the window upstairs. The estate was serene and their voices echoed as they spoke. Dad was going to be away for a day or two, leaving Sasha and I at home. Harriet, the maid had gone to nurse her sick husband.

"You don't have to worry about any thing baby, Williams is the best person to take care of you whenever I'm away." Dad patted her on the back.

Damn it! Dad's knowledge was phenomenal, how did he know I was truly the best person to trust Sasha with, anytime?

I grinned and laughed almost immediately. I knew for a fact that Sasha wasn't going to be comfortable with the idea but Dad kept assuring her I was ever loving.

"Don't worry Sugar, you'll love it here with him. Besides, he's going to be your stepson soon, why don't you take this as an opportunity to bond with him?" Dad told her. I had let out a soft sigh due to how Dad tried to convince her that I was all that.

"You should go catch your flight already, she's totally aware of everything." It felt like I had joined them as I watched from upstairs because I could hear everything they said, and the fact that they weren't aware I was watching, made the conversation more intriguing.

"I shouldn't be doing this..." I had told myself after the incident in the car that I wasn't going to let it happen again. But why was I grinning and levitating that Daddy was going to be aware for a few days?

"Come off it Williams! She'll be your step mum in a little while." I muttered and drew the curtains, dabbing at my sweaty face with a towel in my hand.

I had woken up the next morning, feeling refreshed with an inexplicable sense of excitement. Something made me feel like it was going to be a good day but I couldn't put my finger on whatever it was.

As I stepped out of my room, I noticed the room opposite mine was open and out of curiosity, I walked into it like I wasn't aware it was Sasha's.

"Damn it!" I muttered upon setting my eyes on her. She was swaddled up in a blanket that revealed a part of her right tit while she snored heavily. Her legs were widely spread but a thin clothing had covered her p***y. My thoughts were scattered as I didn't notice I stood agape.

"f**k!" I cursed roughly. Why was this happening? I had promised I wasn't going to let Sasha get hold of me anymore but here she was, tossing and rolling over, sleeping like a princess that wasn't aware of the damage she had done. I slowly trailed my gaze to my c**k that was fully erect and placed my hand on it—It had gotten hard, my gym session for the day was automatically canceled. How on earth would I run on the streets with a c**k fully erect?

The idea of waking and shutting her with my c**k struck immediately, but nothing would bring such idea to fruition. Staring at her was torturing myself the more so I took a step to leave the room.

"Hmmm" The sound that came after she had tossed in her bed made me freeze that I wondered if she did all that to get my attention, but she didn't, she was fast asleep.

It was the devil calling and I was sure to flee, perhaps, the soap and bottle of lube in my bathroom would salvage the situation, It was a better option.

I had to stop filling my head with preposterous thoughts, it was so awkward to nurse the thought of having my father's woman in my bed even though she was my ex.

Exiting the room for my bathroom, I promised myself not to entertain more unrealistic ideas.

"f**k!" I gasped while wanking my c**k. The soap in the bathroom wasn't giving the satisfaction I yearned for. After minutes of trying different bars and liquids, I was left with empty containers and chunks of bar soap scattered on the ground.

I had to c*m even if the soap wasn't helping, I had to keep trying. My pace increased as my need did and I wanked harder with my hand covered with lather.

"Pufff!" I growled as I threw my head backwards and wanked rigorously. It was rock hard and I was at the verge of releasing my c*m.

"Yes! Oh! Sa...sha!" I moaned subconsciously. I knew I had promised not to think about her but I couldn't help it.

"Just this once!" I groaned while jerking off. Maybe I needed to picture her again one more time.

"Agggh!" I threw my gaze on my c*m that had spilled on the floor after heaving a sigh of relief. It gave me sense of satisfaction knowing I was free.