09-02-2020, 01:52 PM
Stephanie squeezed his neck and laid her head on his shoulder comfortably. "I think Daddy would be really happy if he knew. I couldn't be happier."
Steph broke the hug and stepped back and then sat in the stuffed chair while Tom and Mary sat back on the couch, Tom with his arm around Mary.
"So when is the wedding?"
Mary looked at Tom and then said, "Well, we would like it to be right away, but tomorrow is Prom, and then next weekend is Graduation. What about the weekend after that?"
"Cool!" Steph looked at Tom. "Can I call you Dad? I have really missed having a Dad. I called Daddy, Daddy, but I was a little girl then. Would you mind?"
Tom opened his mouth, but found he couldn't speak. With tear-filled eyes he nodded his head.
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Susie walked into her house to find her parents out for the evening, leaving her all alone. Normally solitude did not bother her, but the knowledge that Michael was up at 'the house', where she had just been left her feeling desolate. This was the longest they had been apart since the accident. She was amazed at how quickly he had come to mean so very much to her, that just seeing him and hearing his voice was enough to make her feel valued, loved, and important; feelings she had longed for before he came around.
Her parents loved her and made sure she knew it, but she had felt a longing and emptiness within her soul for a couple of years now. She tried filling it by chasing Justin and a couple of others, but they just didn't fit the need. Michael did. It was that simple. Now tonight she felt her aloneness and didn't like it at all.
Talking with Stephanie last night about her relationship with Justin helped. Her questions about their sex experiences had not been salacious, but from a real longing to know, to experience actually, but since that was not possible yet at least to have an idea what lay ahead for her. She had managed to get herself off a couple of times under cover of the sleeping bag while Steph talked about all she and Justin did. Susie was sure Steph knew she got herself off, but she really didn't care. She just needed it so badly.
Today had been sheer torment! Good torment, but torment just the same. Seeing Rosemary and Steph walking around in the nude and wishing she could join them, but Justin was there, and it just would not have been right. Of course, he didn't get naked either. If he had Susie probably would have joined in, right or not.
Of course, Susie saw Justin's bulge in his shorts a number of times, but as much of a thrill as it provided she was careful not to look at it very much. Susie's face flushed as she remembered how a small wet spot had appeared on Justin's shorts once when Steph was bent over straight-legged with her ass toward Justin and Rosemary was standing on top of the ladder with one foot stretched over to a window, leaving her pussy wide open to Justin's view.
When Rosemary dropped her brush once and got paint all over her left boob she climbed down the ladder and picked up the brush, but then walked over to Justin and insisted he clean off the paint. By the time Justin finished wiping and washing to paint from her boob and nipple Rosemary had been quite flushed and breathing hard. Although she had tried to hide it, Susie was too.
Suddenly Susie got up from the couch where she was lounging - looking for something on the TV to capture her attention - and started whipping off her clothes. She laid her tee shirt out on the couch and sat down on it and her fingers made their way to her swollen and quite wet pussy and began stroking, but try as she would she just could not get off. Her frustration mounted by the minute. "Mikey, I need you," she whined before the tears of self-pity overwhelmed her.
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Steph broke the hug and stepped back and then sat in the stuffed chair while Tom and Mary sat back on the couch, Tom with his arm around Mary.
"So when is the wedding?"
Mary looked at Tom and then said, "Well, we would like it to be right away, but tomorrow is Prom, and then next weekend is Graduation. What about the weekend after that?"
"Cool!" Steph looked at Tom. "Can I call you Dad? I have really missed having a Dad. I called Daddy, Daddy, but I was a little girl then. Would you mind?"
Tom opened his mouth, but found he couldn't speak. With tear-filled eyes he nodded his head.
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Susie walked into her house to find her parents out for the evening, leaving her all alone. Normally solitude did not bother her, but the knowledge that Michael was up at 'the house', where she had just been left her feeling desolate. This was the longest they had been apart since the accident. She was amazed at how quickly he had come to mean so very much to her, that just seeing him and hearing his voice was enough to make her feel valued, loved, and important; feelings she had longed for before he came around.
Her parents loved her and made sure she knew it, but she had felt a longing and emptiness within her soul for a couple of years now. She tried filling it by chasing Justin and a couple of others, but they just didn't fit the need. Michael did. It was that simple. Now tonight she felt her aloneness and didn't like it at all.
Talking with Stephanie last night about her relationship with Justin helped. Her questions about their sex experiences had not been salacious, but from a real longing to know, to experience actually, but since that was not possible yet at least to have an idea what lay ahead for her. She had managed to get herself off a couple of times under cover of the sleeping bag while Steph talked about all she and Justin did. Susie was sure Steph knew she got herself off, but she really didn't care. She just needed it so badly.
Today had been sheer torment! Good torment, but torment just the same. Seeing Rosemary and Steph walking around in the nude and wishing she could join them, but Justin was there, and it just would not have been right. Of course, he didn't get naked either. If he had Susie probably would have joined in, right or not.
Of course, Susie saw Justin's bulge in his shorts a number of times, but as much of a thrill as it provided she was careful not to look at it very much. Susie's face flushed as she remembered how a small wet spot had appeared on Justin's shorts once when Steph was bent over straight-legged with her ass toward Justin and Rosemary was standing on top of the ladder with one foot stretched over to a window, leaving her pussy wide open to Justin's view.
When Rosemary dropped her brush once and got paint all over her left boob she climbed down the ladder and picked up the brush, but then walked over to Justin and insisted he clean off the paint. By the time Justin finished wiping and washing to paint from her boob and nipple Rosemary had been quite flushed and breathing hard. Although she had tried to hide it, Susie was too.
Suddenly Susie got up from the couch where she was lounging - looking for something on the TV to capture her attention - and started whipping off her clothes. She laid her tee shirt out on the couch and sat down on it and her fingers made their way to her swollen and quite wet pussy and began stroking, but try as she would she just could not get off. Her frustration mounted by the minute. "Mikey, I need you," she whined before the tears of self-pity overwhelmed her.
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