Bella Swan was having the time of her life, dancing to the rhythm of the loud music. She was out for a girl's night out with Jessica and Angela, who were jumping and singing along with her.
"Happy nineteenth birthday," said Angela.
"Thanks."
"Want something to drink?"
"You bet," said Bella.
The girls got off the dance floor. "Two Vodka cranberries and one mojito," Jessica ordered. They were onto their third drinks, when the bartender served them tequila shots. "Courtesy of the gentleman over there," said the bartender pointing towards two handsome man in suits. Jessica waved at them while the man gestured her to join them.
"What are you doing?" asked Bella.
"Just saying thank you," said Jessica.
"They are too old for you."
"Let's just have some fun."
"I need to go to the bathroom," said Bella excusing herself. When she returned ten minutes later, Jessica and Angela were making out with the men. The man with Jessica was fondling her boobs, while his hand was moving under her skirt. Angela was on her knees, sucking the other man under the table.
Bella thought it would be better to leave them alone and left. When she made her way to her car, it was raining. She stomped on the gas and drove away from the nightclub.
ZING, ZING, ZING: her cellphone vibrated. She picked it up from the dash and saw a message from the spa : "Your appointment for tomorrow is confirmed."
Thanks, Alice, she thought. Alice had arranged a spa date for her as a birthday gift. She felt excited about the next day.
When she reached home, an hour later, she was careful as not to wake Charlie and tiptoed her way upstairs. Switching on the lights, she reached for the zip at the back of her dress. But she couldn't unzip it.
"Shit!" She tried again with no success. I wonder if Charlie is awake, she thought. She got out of her room, making her way to Charlie's door.
"Dad, you up?" yelled Bella, taping on the door.
"Come in," he said. What did Bella want? He wondered.
"I need you to do me a favor. Can you undo the zip in the back of my dress?"
"Turn around," he instructed.
It only took him seconds and the upper part of the dress was suddenly open, exposing her naked flesh. She wasn't wearing a bra and her dress slithered to the floor before she can grab hold of it.
The breath caught in Charlie's throat at the sight of her. The swell of her breasts, the sexy curve of her hips brought the man out in him.
God! Thought Charlie, this was his daughter ; he shouldn't be ogling her as he was, but he couldn't divert his eyes.
Bella regained her composure and pulled her dress up. She was embarrassed and ran out of the door as quickly as she could.
Returning to her room Bella sighed, she remembered Charlie's expression. Was that his cock? Thought Bella as the image of the dent in his pants flowed in her mind.
She turned on her laptop, trying to focus her mind on her homework, but Charlie's face kept coming to her mind. It was the first time a man had looked at her that way. What it feels like? She thought as she lay on her bed that night.
***
Bella felt wonderful as the man rubbed oil into her back. He slipped the back of her bikini top open, sliding his hand under it. His oily hand went from the base of her throat, across her breasts and down to the top of her public hair. His wet, oily hands stroked the top of her clitoris.
"Enjoying?" he asked, whispering in her ears.
Bella relaxed, opening her legs, letting his hands in some more. Wetter and wetter, faster and faster she came and felled into his mouth — tongues together, wet, lost, lovely, tasting him...
Bella woke up with a jolt. On her lap was Anne Hooper's Kama Sutra Erotica.
I'm not at the spa; she thought.
She closed the book and headed for the bathroom. She stripped naked and got into the bathtub. The images of sex flashed in her mind. An urge to touch herself was building up inside her, but she was afraid of being caught by Charlie who in the other room. Getting out of the bathtub, she was about to wrap a towel around her when she noticed the unlocked door.
Charlie was standing in the doorway looking at her.
Bella forgot for a moment that she was naked as she looked into his eyes. It was odd — she didn't feel embarrassed. He was admiring her with his eyes. It wasn't lust, but curiosity.
