KRISTENAm I possessed?Do people get hard without knowing?I looked at the boner in my trouser, deciding if it was safe to get up, or just sit until the universe decided that it was time for it to go back to normal.I blinked at the plate before me.I just got hard. No, scrap that. I just got hard because of June—again. By keeping her grounded, I just hope I have not set a trap for myself.It was almost six.I slowly stood up from the dining chair, leaving the used kitchenware on the table. For my sanity, I had to get a drink.June should not get to me this much. If I wasn't aiding her, I would have called it a phase, or a mental case—call it whatever you want—but my part in the whole scenario makes it even more confusing. I know that I have a thing for loose hair and red underwear, but... no buts: I just got hard from looking at June's arse. She grew fast. The top she wore left little to the imagination. In all my years of savouring the popsicle of women, never have I seen the per
JUNEI avoided his call last night because I was so pissed with the man who called himself my uncle. I banged the door in his face and refused to speak with him. Damn him!How could he expect me to receive that slut into the house? Did he expect me to smile at her as I shook her hands? To hell.“What's wrong? You look like you are getting ready for a fight,” Mark pursed his lips, staring at me with an amused expression on his face. He tapped his fingers on the table in front of him, looking like someone who had no form of care.“Family war, that's more like it.” I packed my books in my bag, getting ready for my next class for the day — Philosophy. I just needed the extra credit, that's all. I will drop it in my third year. But for now, I will have to endure all the boring talks about dead men and their views of the world. “Trouble in paradise? Still grounded?” He looked entertained.“You bet! That damned old man is serious this time. He watches me like a hawk!” I zipped my backpa
KRISTENA package from Dija was in the office before I got there.It was a basket, completely covered with a flower-designed wrapping foil. I made myself comfortable, smiling as I set eyes on the package placed by Edith in the centre of the table.The table brought back memories. Just as the package lay on the table, so did Dija yesterday.The thought brought a smile to my face. I am pretty sure the noticeable change in her gait before she left my office yesterday followed her home.Still smiling, I opened the wrapped gift. Neatly arranged within the basket were four items: a bottle of champagne, a body spray from the first samples from her company, a wristwatch, and three scented soaps packed in a box. A small note placed on the items read: 'A LITTLE APPRECIATION FROM MY SORE PUSSY TO YOU. XOXO.'I grinned at the note. That was what women enjoyed, wasn't it? To be fucked good, used, dominated. I put the basket aside. A knock pushed my attention to the door. "Come in." Edith w
JUNE Mark was waiting at the bleachers, playing a video game he downloaded yesterday. “Knew I will find you here, lazy bone.” I sat next to him, and placed my backpack on his thighs, focusing on the men playing football. It has been a long time since I saw them playing around like this because I'm either studying or hurrying home to my uncle who doesn't care a shit about me.He paused his game, “Through with your clarse?” He raised his brows at me.“Hmm,” I leaned my head on his right shoulder. “What are you doing over here? No more classes for the day?” “Me?” He chuckled. “You should have known how much I love going to classes. I only attend the ones I feel like attending and leave the rest to the professors.”“Doh.”I closed my eyes and allowed the voices from the men playing in the field to wash through me. “What's your type?” I suddenly asked, not even aware of the question until it left my mouth. “My type?” He grew silent, making me think he was not going to reply, but he di
JUNE Mark and I only stayed in their house for an hour before he drove me to my house. Kristen didn't try to call me after I angrily disconnected, and I didn't attempt to contact him, preferring to pretend like I wasn't jealous of the woman who could be with my uncle because she was not related to him. Why do I have to be related to him? Not that I mind, but Kristen sure as hell minded about the relationship. He's determined to treat me like a thirteen-year-old niece, who's not ready for dating, and will never be. I sneaked into my house to change my clothes before I joined Mark. I threw on a black bicker bum short, which I paired off with an off-shoulder crop white top. The top showed off my perfect flat tummy, while my bum short hugged my butt, making me look as alluring as hell. I intended to wear my white sneakers but decided against them when my eyes landed on my knee-length boots, studded with jewels. I combed through my hair, preferring to leave it that way instead of co
KRISTEN I might need therapy after all these. And no, I'm not exaggerating. Why is June doing this to me? It seems my sex life is now something she brings up at the slightest misunderstanding. What is worse is that she is slowly starting to take over most of my thoughts. "Kristen ..." Edith slowly came to my side of the car. She looked so concerned. "Is everything okay?" "Yeah, everything is fine," I replied with a bitter taste in my mouth. Slowly, fatigue began to build up inside me. I rubbed my forehead in a bid to repel the turbulence building up there. "It seems you may not meet June today. She isn't at home." "Hey, Kristen," she called out softly and moved closer to me. "Don't stress yourself over nothing, okay? She is a big girl and should be seen as one. You don't need to beat yourself up because she is growing." "It seems she is growing with a little pinch on my sanity." I don't know why Edith found it funny, but in the minute that followed, she let out a warm laugh tha
June “Come on, love," Mark tugged me into the house, and straight to a room where the loud music coming from the speaker, threatened to burst my eardrums. “Fucking hell, Mark!” I growled at him. But he didn't hear it because of how loud the music was. He led me past the students who were already dancing, and towards the area where the couches were arranged to form a heart. I sat next to him on the couch, trying not to pay heed to the men leering at my exposed thighs. I felt the urge to rise from the couch and bare my lower body, so they could see to their heart's content. But I did nothing of that sort. If I'm willing to bare my body to a man, my uncle will be the one. He's the only man I was ready to expose my body to. Mark threw his right arm over my shoulder, and brought me closer, showing the men that I came with someone. Though his actions were okay, I felt a bit uncomfortable. Don't get me wrong, Mark is my best friend, and I know he sees me as such, but I felt odd being
KRISTEN A fucking party?!What the hell happened to completing a project with Mark?"Thank you, George," I appreciated after a moment of silent deliberation. "Will you be able to get across to Mark?" "Yes, I should be able to. I just hope he sees my call. It should be loud whenever he is."Must be loud since he went with June. Maybe they are even... Good looooord! I exhaled softly to calm my nerves and restrain myself from asking for Mark's number. "If you get across to him, please tell him.""I will!" "Extend my regards to the prof," I said as a sign to show that I wanted the conversation to be wrapped up. "I will! Bye."The call disconnected with a beep that made my throat dry. June at a party?I know what kids do at parties! Hell, I went to some during my lovely teenage years. Teenage parties surround nothing but drugs, cigarettes, and SEX!Considering that their hormones are just in development, I can't blame them for fucking around like horny bonobos.I threw a look at the la
EPILOGUEJUNEPeering down at my baby, I tried not to shed a tear. Martha Mary Storm was the name Kristen gave to her, in honour of the two women who played significant roles in our life.I tenderly caressed her red hair, which was so much like her father's. The only thing she picked after me was her honey-brown eyes.She produced noises in her throat, and I did the same, inducing her to giggle like a darling. It has been 6 months since I gave birth to my baby. Favour and Henry literally live with us. They do nothing else in their leisure aside from spending time with their granddaughter, who I have no doubt will be spoiled rotten.It doesn't help matters that Mark adores her. He's always getting presents for her, declaring to be the best uncle she can ever have.He hasn't found a girlfriend yet, though he insisted he wasn't in a haste to find one. I have sought countlessly to help him out, to ease my guilt, but he doesn't seem to want that. Kristen asked me to let it.“Darling, Mark i
KRISTENI stood on the balcony overlooking the sea, my light-cotton robe dancing behind me to the tune of the wind. I couldn't contain my happiness. Within twenty-four hours, my life had suddenly become complete.June made me complete. It took everything in me not to burst into tears when I saw her coming up the aisle with her dad.My doll... My June... My life had spontaneously gotten back on track, and I couldn't be any happier that June was there with me to celebrate, to give me congratulatory kisses, and to pleasure me as we rejoiced.Immediately after the wedding had ended, we flew out to Maldives for our honeymoon. In June's words, "Seattle has too many bad memories. I need a breather."And I couldn't help but agree. Here, in a bungalow close to the sea, we had all the time in the world, making out when we wanted and engaging in all sorts of fun activities. In less than twelve hours, we had played in the shallow part of the water, fucked on shore, fucked on the kitchen island,
JUNEI confronted Mark about his feelings, and he came clean. I felt guilty hearing him speak of how much he had loved me for the past 10 years. I was such a fool for not realizing that the boy who had always been by my side was in love with me. It was painful to think that I played with his emotions all along, constantly speaking of Kristen in front of him. I can't express how much pain he passed through when I got together with Kristen. Yet, he was there for me through thick and thin. I can't ever ask for a better friend. That was why I vowed to help him. I will always be there when he needs me. The moment the makeup artist left, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I looked different. I can't explain how she did it, transforming my face until I looked so much like a doll. “You are beautiful," Mark whispered, coming to stand beside me. He locked his gaze with mine through the mirror, grinning. “Thank you.”Dressed in a dark blue suit with a golden tie, he looked so mature an
KRISTENI knew she had a sly plan when I heard her ask, “Have you ever fantasized about watching me pleasure myself?”What I didn't expect was to get restricted from using my hands.Her boobs were larger than I remembered, the soft plums a beautiful feast to my eyes. I could see the smooth flesh of her inner thighs and the desire swarming her brown irises."Go there," she ordered, pointing to a couch in the corner of the room. "And take off those obstructions."In a haze of desire, and lust—I couldn't tell one from the other—I rose to my feet and shrugged off my trousers. The shirt and briefs followed seconds later, leaving my hard cock throbbing expectantly, jutting out in front of me like the heralds of a very important news.I could already see a clear pool of precum on the tip of my cock, but I knew she would only tell me to stop if I did as little as touch myself. I sat on the couch, and she hastily turned the bed to her auditorium. "You love my boobs so much." It wasn't a ques
JUNEI leaned towards him and kissed him. I only intended to peck him on the mouth the same way he did to me, but he didn't have the same thoughts. He wrapped his right hand around my waist and brought me closer, pulling me to sit on his thighs.It was a slow, sensual kiss. One that left me panting for breath as he tangled his tongue with mine, sucking it into his mouth. I wrapped my hands around his neck, clinging to him as he deepened the kiss.His right hand started going down my back, but I stopped him, shaking my head as I looked down at him.“What's wrong? Don't you want to do it? Did the doctor ask you not to —”I placed my index finger on his lip and slowly shook my head. “The doctor said nothing like that. We may have sex as long as we don't take it to the extreme,” I explained to him like one will do a little kid — not that he's a kid.“So….”“I've always wanted to do something.” I pecked him on his lips and got down from the bed, smiling at the confused man sitting on the b
JUNEWith the phone in hand, I strode towards a still shell-shocked Edith. I smirked, loving the way her ugly face writhed in anger. “You know, it was fun playing with you, Edith.” I raised the phone, waving it in her face. “You are just a bitter woman who deserves to be shackled for life.”“You played me all along? I assumed you were naïve!”“Naive?” I scoffed, raising the phone. “Well, I just learned something today. Before Mark told me of his encounter with you, I assumed you were only involved in sending the thugs to me. Who would have predicted that you are a bloody killer!”Before the detective could stop me, I slapped her. The resounding slap reverberated in the silent room, startling everyone around me. “June!” Kristen rushed towards me, but I raised my hand to stop him, smiling apologetically at the detectives. “I just wish to speak to her about something. I hope I'm allowed to do that?” I charmingly smiled at them, making adorable faces. “As long as you don't get physical
KRISTENEverything happened suddenly.I saw Edith jerk back in shock, gasping as she saw us storm in. The room seemed oddly neat. It was unlike what I had in mind. I was happy for one thing: the men were not kidding. They took their jobs seriously. I could almost see the tension hanging over their heads like a cloud.I ran straight to June, with Mark heavy on my heels."Baby!" I knelt in front of her while the officers advanced close to Edith, cornering her to a wall. "June!"She was trying to struggle out of her restraint, and she looked very fatigued.Mark moved behind her and unlocked the chains, then lifted her to her feet. I planned to pull her into a reassuring hug to calm her down, but... but the next surprising thing happened. June jutted her palm forward, stopping me from initiating the hug any further. She focused on Mark, throwing eye daggers at the young man beside me."What took you so long?!" She demanded from her, her eyes narrowed in... anger? But she didn't look angr
KRISTEN"June has been kidnapped."I stood still, frozen to the spot, scared and confused at the same time. My heartbeat doubled. For a split second, I could almost picture Mark opening his mouth again to speak and telling me that June—God forbid, because I'd hang myself in the living room—was found dead somewhere."Don't worry, she is okay," he added. Seemed he noticed the dead look in my eyes. I exhaled in relief, my breath coming out in gasps. Surprisingly, Mark was no longer frantic and running around in alarm. I didn't pay much attention to it. "What the hell do you mean by that? Her safety isn't something to joke about! Where is June?" I asked, rushing to my table and grabbing my keys. Mark was still not moving."Kristen, listen to me. Listen carefully." He blocked the door. "I made all that drama to clear the way so I could see you on time."Keys in hand, an erratically beating heart, and my mind flying in all directions, I stopped at the door and accessed Mark with squinted
JUNEMy left cheek stung from the slap I just got. I wanted so badly to rub on it, but it was impossible. Secured to the armchair, I couldn't even move my hands. “You don't seem to have learned your lessons, June. Well… that's wonderful. I will gladly do everything over again until I get what I want!”“Which is?”“How did it feel losing your baby?” She smirked, mouth curling up at the sides like a clown. “Do you perhaps wish to go through it once more?” “What? My baby?” I choked. “You were… You did… But…”“I was the one that found you, right?” She laughed, walking back to the chair. She sat on it and faced me once more. “It was fun playing with you and Kristen. Acting like a good Samaritan was worth it. If you assume you will have my man and live contentedly, you've got something coming for you!”“My baby….” I mumbled as tears freely ran down my cheeks. “You… You were the one who sent her?” I raised my face to look at the woman in front of me. “And not only that. I was the one who