Hello, my lovelies. This is the author checking up on you. Hope you guys are well. Happy new month, my dears. Due to health-related issues last month, I wasn't able to update daily. But I promise daily updates start today. At least there will be a chapter for each day.
KRISTEN My drive to the office was a bit thoughtful.In a day, I seemed to have completely changed. I felt... happier.Not the usual happiness alcohol or sex brought me. This kind of happiness bubbled from within and spread around my body, initiating sparks and flaming heat that made me long for June.I used to always run to alcohol for solace whenever it felt like the weight of the world bore down on my shoulders, and I always got the desired effect, but... it never lasted.I would wake up the following morning feeling like a pile of horseshit dumped beside a sewer.Sex also provided a very great source of happiness. The feeling of the nut crawling around my sack and creeping into my shaft with a convulsing tingle is a form of happiness people don't talk about enough.And yes, it only lasts for that period. Post-nut clarity had happened to me a few times in the past, and it always left me feeling more devastated than I was before cuffing the whore to the bed...But with June...Sex w
KRISTEN Why come to me when you know it will be difficult to say what you have on your mind?I can't believe these kids.I always used to tell June to feel free to tell me things right from when she was younger. It never helped my anxiety to hear "Errm, Uncle, please don't be mad" repeatedly, only to learn that it was something less concerning."I can hear you," I said, fighting the urge to shove my computer's USB down her throat and fetch out the information."It's about my mother..." She looked up; our eyes clashed for the briefest of seconds. On impulse, her eyes went back to her fingers."Oh yes, you told me some time ago that she wasn't feeling too well. How is she now?""Better," she said. Then with a small voice, added, "I think...""Please tell me she is okay.""She is okay," Eva chuckled. "She just needs more medications and... well, and I seem to be low on cash. I want to get an upfront... about two months."Is this what took her a century to request?"Tell Edith that I agre
JUNEAfter the call I had with Mark, who sounded so odd over the phone, I returned to what I was doing earlier. I thought he would be happy for me when I told him of my progress, but he sounded rather peculiar. I can't tell why, but I felt like he was not happy. His tone strongly suggested that, making me believe that he was in a bad mood. Perhaps, I caught him at the least unpleasant time. Humming under my breath, I went to the kitchen to get some snacks. I only saw three cookies in the jar, and the last of the orange juice Kristen bought a week ago. With my snacks in hand, I strode into the sitting room, munching on the cookies as I walked. I placed the juice on the table, took my phone out and sent a text to Kristen to remind him to go grocery shopping. Otherwise, we will have to live on sandwiches until he decides to do that. I went grocery shopping alone once, and I don't intend to do that any time soon. With the text sent, I switched on the TV to continue the series I was pr
JUNEMy heart hammered in my chest at those words, said seriously with weight on them. It felt as if my heart was about to lunge out of my chest. I slowly raised my head to look at him, noting how serious he looked. The set of lines on his face, and how he sat up straight, made me know that whatever he wished to say must be serious. “What is it?” I asked in a gentle tone, trying not to let my emotions show. He sighed, running his fingers through his hair once more as he nervously tapped his right foot on the floor. Just like me, he looked uneasy. I could tell from how his hands shook and the occasional large gulps he took.What could be this crucial that he has to look anxious? Could it be that he's trying to break up with me?But that can't be possible. For a breakup to happen, we must have been dating. And the last time I checked, we weren't dating. We only had a mad, crazy fuck last night and this morning before he went to work. We don't—“What are we?” he slowly asked, soundin
KRISTEN I don't know what this is, and I don't want it to end.The moment I saw her text, I felt this strange happiness flow into me. My mentally exhausting day instantly felt better.When I got to the house to find June sleeping while waiting for my return, I got this nostalgic feeling of June playing the role of a wife.It was a perfect picture, at least, for me.She was seated on the front porch in that picture-perfect imagination, her beautiful dark hair a curtain behind her back.I could see the setting sun reflecting on and bouncing out of her brown orbs. She got up, arms outstretched for my neck.The bags I was holding fell to the ground so I could grab her waist and kiss her...Just the imagination of it gave me chills. It sounded perfect, but the battles we would fight would literally drain her.June wasn't giving up. From what I've seen of her all these years, she doesn't place her fingers on something and look back—even literally.The fingers caressing my abdomen and chest
KRISTEN June's puppy eyes and eager tongue swiping over her lips reminded me of a certain incident where I had to bribe her with a lollipop before she agreed to go to school.The look of eagerness in her eyes still cracks me to this day. Well, the case was the same now, only that the lollipop had, at one point or the other, changed.And like that, I started laughing."What's funny?" she asked me with furrowed brows."I just remembered something. Come on."When she got up and noticed me leading her to the bed, she pouted. "So you are really not going to use your toys on me?""Be a good girl and I just might.""I am a good girl," she said and pressed against my body, pushing me to the bed and pushing her weight on me. "I am, and will always be, a good girl for you, uncle.""That's my doll." Our faces were so close now, so I took the privilege of tasting them. They were warm and very soft, mostly from the friction on my dick moments ago. I knew I wasn't tripping when I tasted a faint m
JUNEIt has been close to a month since I slept with my uncle. Things have gone smoothly, making me feel like it's the calm before the storm. Mark is the only one who knows about this. Though he's accommodating, I know not everyone will accept our relationship. It will be frowned upon by people. And my uncle will be at the receiving end of their wagging fingers and tongue because he's the adult. No one will believe that I was the one who seduced him. I will be the victim while he will be tagged as the culprit. Yet, here I am, thinking of what will happen tonight. I have gotten everything ready, and can't wait for his return. Whenever I ask him to use his toys on me, Kristen always seeks ways to go around, bribing me with a hard fuck that will leave me too drained to question him. I know he's afraid of hurting me. But I'm aware he's not content with just sex. I've seen how he fucks other women. He loves inflicting pain. It's almost like a part of him. That's why I'm eager to have h
JUNEThere was a long-pronounced silence. I tried not to squirm. My breath grew laboured. I could feel his eyes on me, which meant that he was staring at me. But the longer the silence, the more heavy my heart got. “Doll?” He asked, stepping closer to me. With the blindfold on, my senses were heightened. I was able to sense his presence without seeing him. “Doll? What are you doing?!” I gulped. "Being a bad girl, uncle,” I purred, hoping it would ease whatever was going through his mind. Kristen is a ticking time bomb, one you need to handle with care, or else he might go off at the slightest provocation. A wrong cut might cost you much. “A bad girl you are, indeed.”I felt the bed dip before he placed his hands on either side of my arse, kneading the flesh.“Fuck!” I cried out when his actions took the dildo deeper into my pussy. My arousal dripped down my legs, lubricating the dildo further. “Never thought I would come home to such a welcoming,” he chuckled. “You are indeed a
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