FFMSD – 33

YOLANDA I was asleep in the room that my stepdaddy left me in when I turned around and saw him sleeping next to me, snoring softly. My eyes ran down his black sexy naked body, and his groin was printed in his black briefs. I smile to myself and caress his chest, tracing his tattoos up to his arm, where his wolf tattoo with red eyes is. Kyle has the same tattoo, but his has no red eyes. I wonder what having this tattoo means. I sit up on the bed and stretch my arms, and just before I could get out of bed, his hand gropes me around my waist and pulls me back closer to him. I feel like a beauty in the beast’s arms. Daddy is so big, and I am too small in his arms, but I am not complaining because I feel so safe in his arms, so I get comfortable. “Where are you going, baby girl?” He asks in a sleepy voice. “Well, to the bathroom to have some ME time. How didn’t you hear me touching your body but could hear me getting out of bed?” I lie with my chin on his chest, looking up at him. His hand runs on my bare back softly, moving down to my bikini. “Well, it got cold as soon as you detached away from me,” He whines, enveloping me in his arms. I giggle softly, squirming on his body. “You are going to crush my small body with your arms one day, Daddy,” “Then don’t ever think of leaving me, baby girl or this is just a test of how I will crush you,” He monstrously says. It sounded really cold and promising. “Are you threatening me, Mr. Bennett?” I get on top of him and sit my butt so close to his manhood. “No, but it is a promise, Yolanda,” His hands land on my waist. “Well, if you ever think of crossing me, I wouldn’t think twice about it. I am risking a lot to be with you right now, and when Thando ever finds out, she is going to make my life a living hell. I have a good relationship with Anele, so I do not want to ruin all of that only for you to play me, Daniel,” He sighs and holds my hands before he pecks them. “I am serious about you, Yolanda. I would not hurt you. I do not promise to make a good man but what I know is that I want to make you happy as much as I want that from you. I know that you are not ready for the world to know about us, but I am ready to start a life with you. Well, I am an old man, so forgive me if I blurt things out because I am not getting any younger; I set my points straight. I don’t want to be your blesser, but I want to be your man. The question is, do you want to be mine? Are you willing to dump whoever you are fooling with for me as soon as we land in South Africa? I don’t fight small boys, Yolanda, and I certainly won’t fight you for another boy, but do not test me because I can make both of your lives difficult, despite how young you are for me to handle situations the way I do. Before we walk out of that door, you must make a decision so that I do not have to handle you and your boyfriend. It is either me or him,” I think for a moment, and instantly, I forget about all the beautiful things that Kyle said to me and had done for me but remember every bad thing he said and done. “I want you, Daddy. I don’t want anyone but you. I can even dump him now for you… it feels so right to be here with you, and I can’t believe how much I have been in denial, thinking about what people would say about us. Yes, it scares me, but I am willing to take the risk,” I feel so happy and relieved for opening up to him. I lean down on him and place my hands on his chest. He is expressionless, and I am starting to wonder if I had made the right decision. Without a warning, he leans up and abruptly kisses my lips. I freeze in shock as the reality kicks in. I just had my first kiss with my stepfather who was married to my mother. Here am I, on top of him topless, my breast dangling in his eyes, and only in my orange bikini bottom. On top of all that, I am horny. He stops and looks at me before he chuckles. “Good girl,” He sits us up with me still on top of him, and before I could speak, his lips come in full force on mine, and this time I engage in the kiss and wrap my arms around his neck. I cannot believe that I am going to say this, but I am feeling my stepfather. I have been so hateful towards him because I wanted to hide how I exactly feel about him. I am glad Seychelles happened or this wouldn’t be happening. I am glad we went to his friend’s private island, or we wouldn’t have ended up in this room. When he left me, I cried all alone until I passed out on the bed, only to wake up next to him. I don’t know why I did not freak out and why we are comfortable as if we have been doing this every day. It feels surreal. He flips me over to change position, so now I am beneath him. I stare as he is about to take off his briefs, but someone calls my name from afar. I look at Daniel who is smirking evilly at me and starts cackling. What is going on? Someone knocks on the door very hard, yelling my name, and shockingly, it is Anele. She sounds very angry at me. “Yolanda!” She screams. “Yolanda, wake up!” I quickly jump in my seat, gasping for air. I look around and notice that I am in the sleeping room on the plane, and Anele is standing in front of me with her usual chubby sweet smiley face, staring at me. “Sorry, I came to wake you up. You said that I should wake you up a few minutes before our plane lands. Are you okay; you are too sweaty,” “Uhm, yes, thank you, Anele. How long have I been sleeping?” “Two hours, twenty-one minutes,” I nod. As soon as she leaves, I lie back on the bed with a huge sigh of relief. I am all dressed up, and thankfully, everything was just a f*****g dream! I cannot let something like that ever happen. I would never do something like that to Kyle, no matter how much he hurts my feelings. I love Kyle. That cackle of my stepfather before my dream was interrupted really scared me. Daniel is a disgusting man, and I will not fall into his trap. I cannot let him win! How the hell did he manage to even get into my dreams? Bustard! *** It‘s been a day since we arrived home. I don’t get how Daniel gets so busy after the vacation we had. It was fun, but we can all agree that we are all tired and would want to take a rest from everything. He did not even spend a night at home, but I heard him coming in early this morning. Wait, why am I keeping track of dad? But anyway, I am missing Kyle, and I am planning to spend the day with him today. I have to admit though; I don’t think things between Kyle, and me are okay. Something is just not right. Just as I leave my room, I see Daniel coming up the stairs, so I make a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree turn back to my room, but he had already seen me when he calls my name. Dang it! “There is no need to avoid me, you know. What happened in Seychelles will stay there; I am over it and I do not care what you think of me now,” I sight and turn to him. He has a mug of what smells like coffee in his hands. He is wearing beach shorts and not wearing any top. I think I am getting heated. Gosh, I need to let that dream out of my mind. There was a reason Anele woke me up before the dream got intense, so I need to stop looking at this man the same way I did in my dream. “I am not avoiding you; I just hate seeing you,” I roll my eyes. “Tough luck. This is my house, and you are going to see a lot of me. Anyway, I am hosting a Thanksgiving party to honour mom. Do you want to invite your friends?” “I am not available, and I don’t care about it. Count me out,” I roll my eyes and start walking downstairs. “It was NOT a request, young lady. It is an ORDER for you to be there!” “Why? So that you can lie, telling everyone how much you married because you loved her? That is bull! I can only guess that you married her because you wanted me close to you,” I snap. “I am done talking to you, young lady.”