There was a knock on the door.
"Hey Mr. Cooper." Jimmy opened the door.
"Luke," Jimmy acknowledged back.
"Yeah so, uh, this is your new place. It looks great."
"Not buying it Luke."
"Right.. uh, can I talk to Marissa?"
"No, you can't."
"Come on Mr. Cooper, its me. If I could talk to her for a minute or so.."
"Yeah, she told me what happened and, uh, I don't think she wants to talk to you right now." Jimmy had no sympathy for Luke, nor would he let him near his daughter.
"Come on, I mean if anybody knows about being in the dog house," Luke somewhat joked.
"Don't say it," Jimmy fired back.
"What can I do?"
"You can leave."
"Alright, well tell her... sorry," Luke said sincerely.
"Okay," Jimmy said before shutting the door and turning back to Marissa with a look of "am I good or what?" on his face.
"Thanks," she said smiling. She loved how her Dad looked out for her. Her Mom seemed to look out for her more so in the fashion sense. A certain hair style or dress - that's what motherhood was to Julie Cooper.
She couldn't handle talking to Luke. Not now. Not after what he'd done, and apparently it wasn't the first time he had cheated on her.
And just weeks ago she had given herself to Luke. Something that should bring couples together. But now without Luke she could share her true feelings with Ryan - hopefully he would still hold the feeling he had for her, she thought. Marissa went into her small room upstairs and lay on her bed. She thought of Ryan. His blonde hair, deep blue eyes, protecting muscular physique, and his soothing, comforting voice gave her hope - Ryan was her escape from the boredom that is life in Newport.
Suddenly her urges for wanting Ryan by her side grew more now than ever before. She imagined Ryan as Luke the night they had made love, passionately caressing her thighs, kissing her neck and connecting their tongues. But more excitedly, Marissa thought of Ryan's shaft pleasuring her rhythmically, as he relaxed and watched her ride him, boobs bouncing and moaning with ecstasy. By this point Marissa was become and strangely horny. She had never really masturbated before. She had felt herself overwhelmed with sexual desires at times, sure, but she'd never been aroused enough to feel the urge to "explore herself."
Her best friend Summer wasn't one to think likewise though. Her and Marissa always talked about how good their orgasms felt and how they intensified as they matured. But Marissa only pretended she had the same feelings, agreeing to whatever Summer was saying. This time was different. Marissa felt like seeing - or rather FEELING - what all the hype was about. Again, she pictured herself riding an exuberant Ryan, her juices flowing onto his cock as it did Luke's. She slowly moved her right hand down her silky body and into her panties, massaging her clit. Marissa whimpered with her first strike as she went with the motions of her fantasy. Within seconds she was moaning with pleasure and completely oblivious to reality, picturing nothing but giving Ryan satisfaction as she worked his cock.
The phone rang downstairs and Jimmy answered. It was Summer with a quick message for Marissa. Jimmy finished off his glass of water then went upstairs.
"Marissa, that was Summer letting you know --" Jimmy paused. Marissa hadn't shut her bedroom door and Jimmy looked in to see his daughter masturbating on her bed. She was moaning rather loudly and her body was tingling. When the initial shock of what he was seeing passed after about ten seconds, Jimmy felt intrusive and creepy. But when he turned away for a second he couldn't deny it was turning him on. He first made love to Julie when she was only a teenager, and Marissa looked even more irresistable. He stood there for a good minute or two watching Marissa work herself, his 8-inch cock growing with every whimper Marissa made.
Jimmy always knew his daughter was an attractive girl, and sure he'd noticed her body around the house with her short skirts and post-shower towel on, but it had never appealed to him sexually. Marissa began speaking with ecstasy softly.
"Oh yeah," she murmered with a look of pleasurable exhaust. Jimmy wasn't sure if his daughter was a virgin or not, but it sounded like she knew what she was doing. "You want a blow-j?" she said sweetly with a giggle.