At the dining table with my Dad's best Friend.
I couldn't even say a word to Mr Mattias, all I could think of was Blake having the guts to dump me for his ex-girlfriend. I felt a buzz against my pocket, it was from Blake. I could feel my heart racing as I opened the message. ”I'M SORRY IT HAD TO END THIS WAY SHIMMA, BUT IT'S NOT JUST ABOUT ME, IT'S ABOUT YOU. YOU WEREN'T JUST GOOD IN BED, AND I GOT TIRED OF IT, PUSSY TOO DRY, AND YOU COULDN'T EVEN RIDE ME PROPERLY, I'M SORRY I COULDN'T KEEP SUFFERING WITH YOU, BYE SHIMMA,” Instantly I dropped my phone on the dining table, I felt tears welled up in my eyes. I cleaned it up as quickly as I could, but it was too late, Mr Mattias had seen them. Obviously he could see me crying, he was sitting right across me, there was no way he wouldn't notice. “Is it him?“ He asked calmly. Him? What did he mean? Did he hear me earlier? “Who?“ I sniffed in the rest of the tears. “Shimma, you don't have to pretend like you don't know, obviously, you're crying, so now tell me, did that bastard just text you again,” damn! he was serious, or pissed rather. Shit! He heard me yelling at Blake on the phone. There was no need to hide anything, I couldn't, even if I wanted to. “Yes,” I nodded. “That son of a bitch!“ He cursed. “Eat up, and get a nice sleep, okay, that fool doesn't deserve you anyways,” Mr Mattias said. Yes, those words lit me up a little, but were these words really coming from my uncle? Getting a nice sleep was entirely opposite to my night, I cried my eyes out. Of course I just got dumped, and worse, he said it was my fault. Was I really that bad? Was my pussy really dry? I traced my finger down to my pussy, digging my index finger into my pussy entrance, I brought out my finger and rubbed them against each other, I could feel a slimy juice. No! my pussy wasn't dry! I guess it wasn't entirely from me, rather it was Blake, only if he would have fucked me as hard as I imagined my Mr Mattias would, then I would get so slimy for him, just like I do any time Mr Mattias comes close to me. The thought of Mr Mattias crossed through my head and I instantly felt horny again, or I just wanted to forget Blake this time. I dug my index finger back into my pussy, and I started moving it in a back and forth motion. “Shit!“ I greeted my teeth and used my other hand to raise my sweat shirt up. My other hand took a nipple as I began to rub it. “Arrghhh,” I moaned, "yes daddy! Fuck me Mattias. I added one more finger into my pussy as I threw my head backward in pleasure. I was so carried away that I didn't notice Mr Mattias was standing by the door. “What are you doing Shimma,” I jerked in fear, my room was a bit dark, but from the lamp I had turned on earlier, he could perfectly see me. “Why do you keep doing this to me Shimma, fuck! I'm trying to hold this in!“ He banged the door and he wasn't there anymore. I had paused on my track due to shock. My boobs still sticking out under my sweatshirt, my hand still dug into my pussy. What was that? Was he mad at me? Or was he aroused by it? I woke up hearing my dad's voice coming from the living room. My experience with Mr Mattias added to the case, how would he look at me after seeing me touching myself and screaming his name. I was ashamed of myself. I heard a knock on my door and I closed my eyes, pretending to sleep. I didn't know why or maybe it was because I didn't want to stand the sight of Mr Mattias, I couldn't. “Honey,” it wasn't Mattias, it was my dad. “Dad,” I said, still pretending like i just woke up to his voice, I turned to see him next to me, and Mr Mattias was standing by the door. “I'm sorry you had to go through the stress, Mr Mattias told me Blake left you to go home by yourself in the rain, well he deserves what he got,” my dad said, turning to glance at his best friend and they both giggled. “What do you mean dad?“ I frowned. “I heard he got beaten up by some men, maybe he got himself involved in trouble, well whoever beat him up, did us a great job,” I turned to Mr Mattias who was still standing by the door. There was no single expression on his face, there was usually none. Was it him? no he wouldn't. I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “You both should stay for breakfast,” Mr Mattias said. “Oh Matt, you know I still have work to attend to at the office, I just need to drive Shimma home and then head back to the office, thank you for yesterday brother,” my dad said then he turned back to me. “Get up sleepy head, your mum is waiting for you at home, it's the weekend, you don't want to be late for shopping,” my dad smirked at me. I loved my dad mostly for one thing, he never fails to spend on I and my mother. He would take us on lovely vacations and despite my both parents being too busy, they still never made me feel lonely. “Alright, I'll be downstairs,” my dad stood up, exiting the room, but Mattias didn't follow him. What! Mattias was now heading to where I laid. “Did you do it?” I asked him as I sat up. “Do what?.“ “Send some men to beat Blake up?.“ “What made you think I would?“ He said with a raised brow. “About last night…” I said facing downwards. “What happened last night?“ “You saw me…,” “Saw you do what?“ He dug both hands in his pocket while he stood in front of me. “Nothing.“ I said with a small grateful smile,he was willing to forget it ever happened. “Good, now come downstairs and have breakfast.“ I watched him leave and sighed in relief.I was in my room when I heard my mother yell my name from the living room. I had gotten home about an hour ago and I was getting ready to go shopping.“Honey! There's a package for you!“ She yelled again, and this time, it got me to respond.“I'll be down in a minute mum!“ I hurriedly put on my Lip gloss, staring at my reflection in the mirror and brushing my lips together so it could set properly, before heading downstairs, to the living room.“I guess it's from Blake, he must have sent it as an apology,” my mum said with a grin as she held the package in her hand. My mother must have thought we just had a mere fight, I didn't tell her he had broken up with me. Yet! I had to tell her, hiding it from her was no use.“I and Blake aren't together anymore,” I said in a low tone, waiting to get her reaction.“You broke up with him just because of a little misunderstanding?“ She scowled at me.I have always wondered why my mum always wanted me to be with Blake by all means, yes! He was fr
“Tell me Shimma, how good are you?“ I didn't fail to notice the huskiness in his voice. I took a deep breath trying to reign in my feelings, but all my effort to calm my nerves down, had proved futile.I couldn't say a word, No! Not when Mr Mattias was this close to me.“Tell me!“ He said in a demanding tone, one that made me feel a warm sensation, run down to my spine.“Go- good enough,” I answered breathlessly.“Prove to me then,” he began unbuckling his belt. I swallowed a hard lump down my throat, pressing my legs together when a throbbing ache engulfed my pussy.I could feel warm juices flowing through my pussy as seconds went by and I tightened my legs even more..“Wh-what are you doing?“ It was a miracle I could still talk, given how much I was struggling to breathe.“I know you want it Shimma,” he teased.”Wa-want what?“ I stuttered, trying so hard to catch my ceased breath.“Enough questions Shimma, get down on your knees and suck on my dick, i am not so patient” his assertiv
“Mr Mattias,” the lady's voice called out again. I picked up my underwear, wearing it hastily, adjusting my dress, while Mr Mattais knotted his tie properly.“Come in!“ He yelled and slowly, the door flew open, revealing a curvy lady with sandy blonde hair.“Good day Sir, These are the files you asked me to bring earlier,” she said, placing some papers on his table.“Alright, leave,” He instructed. She turned to glance at me, eyeing me from head to toe, before walking out of his office.“Shimma, I'll drive you home,” he stood up, picking up his phone and car key.“Mr Mattias, About the job?“ I asked.“Well, I'll think about it,” he saidWhile I was in the car with Mr Mattias, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what had happened at the office. Was I dreaming? Damn! if that stupid ass bitch hadn't interrupted, what would have been going on by now? No! I wasn't satisfied, and the way he was staring at me now, I knew he wasn't either.Although he spoke nothing about what had happ
“M—Mr Mattias,” I stuttered as I paved the way for him to enter my room. I peaked down the hallway, checking to see if my mum or dad could have been passing by. Although I knew they were already fast asleep by that time, I still wanted to make sure. I closed the door behind me, turning to gaze at Mr Mattias as he began to take some steps towards me. I moved a few steps backwards, only to find out I was now trapped between him and the door. There was no way out, Silly me, It's not like I wanted a way out.But, was I dreaming? No! Was I really dreaming?! The man whom I had countlessly imagined getting fucked by, was the same man who was about to recreate those thoughts with me. Although, This wasn't the first time Mr Mattias has been to my room, yet today, this night, this moment, it just felt like the first time.Mr Mattias had gotten so close to me, I felt slightly breathless at our close proximity, his tall and muscular body hovering over mine and the way his eyes stared down at me.
“Uhh, whisper?“ I mumbled, turning back to my room, and then back at my mother. I forced out a smile.“I wasn't whispering, I was watching a movie and then I slept off, is there a problem?“ I cracked my throat. She looked at me in a suspicious manner.“No there's no problem, I noticed your lamp was still on, and I thought you might be finding it difficult to sleep due to what Blake did to you,” My mother mumbled. I rolled my eyes. I was beginning to get fed up from the sound of that bastard's name, And the last thing I would want to feel bad about, was Blake leaving me for his ex girlfriend, in fact, that was the best thing he had ever done for me, to hell! with his ex. I turned back to my room again, then back at her. Why was I constantly turning to my room, as if Mr Mattias was a child who could just dumbly walk out from his hiding position, I mean bathroom. Shimma! Get it together!“Is everything alright?“ My mother asked, looking over my shoulders, straight at my room. I guess I
MATTIAS. What the hell I'm I doing? What I'm I even doing here? Why I'm I fucking hiding in my Best friend's daughter's bathroom? Why I'm I such an asshole? I keep telling myself this can't work, I keep telling myself she's my best friend's daughter, and there is no way Derry is going to approve of me having his Daughter. But..but she keeps making me lose control. Dammit! Shimma was right, what if her mother had walked in on us? how would she take this? How would Derry take this? It's killing me how they might not understand what I feel for Shimma, they won't understand how Shimma keeps popping on my head all day, how I keep having wet dreams about her, and how I can't sleep most nights just wanting to have her. Shimma! What have you really done to me? If Mrs Anna had walked in on me, if she had seen me fucking her daughter like I had planned to, she might just take it the wrong way. And that won't be good for Shimma, it wouldn't be good for me also. Her father literally ta
Here's a thank you to y'all besties! Thank you for giving this book a chance. I hope y'all love and enjoy this book….And please do not forget to share your amazing thoughts (comments) and your votes. Love y'all. ---------------------------------------I immediately sat up straight, turning to the door, my eyes wide open. “Shimma,” Mr Mattias called again.I quickly stood up from the floor, I reached for my handle,I opened the door, and there he was, standing in front of my door, standing right in front of me again. My head wasn't really fucking with me, he was fucking standing in front of me!“U—uncle Mattias,” I stuttered.“Shhhhh,” he placed a finger on my lip, stopping me from saying any more words.But I wanted to say something, I wanted to ask him why he left me without any explanation, I wanted to know if this was a joke to him, I wanted to know if I was a joke to him.I wanted to also know why he came back, and why he was now staring at me intensely.He took a step clo
It's been days since I saw or heard from Mr Mattias. Days that felt like eternity. Luckily it was Friday, which was the final day of my exam, which also meant I will be going over to Mr Mattias's house in two days time. I sat on my seat. Waiting for my father to come pick me up, my car had broken down yesterday and my father had promised to come pick me up today. He always showed up late and I was already used to waiting for him, so I decided to stay back in class while I waited for his call. While waiting for him, I sat on my seat, lost in my thoughts, lost in the fact that I would finally be going over to Mr Mattias's house, what we would do, and how wild we would go.“Shimma,” A familiar voice broke me from my thoughts. I looked up at him, at Blake.“Are you free this evening?“ He asked me. I turned back to see if I was the one he was talking to. It couldn't be me.“Me?“ I asked, placing my hand on my chest. He raised a brow.“Yes of course, how about I take you out this evening,