Sorry about this one. This story is a bit reckless.
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Jeff left for Houston the following day and returned in a better mood the next week. Anna was ready now. Knowing she had to be a Golden girl for cock, she had cooked and cleaned. She had been days without him and she was horny as sin. She showered and pampered herself, ready for his takeover. But instead of seducing her, Jeff had been in the living room all afternoon, in his chair with files at his feet. He read each one carefully with a pair of reading glasses that Anna found amusing on his stern face.
"Anna?"
"Yeah?" She answered from the kitchen.
"Put these papers in your bag. I want you to shred them tomorrow."
Anna grabbed the orange file and stood there puzzled.
"Go ahead and put them in there before you forget, alright?"
Anna went into her room, and after getting a small peek at a 40 thousand dollar bank transfer, she placed them inside her bag. She had her questions but felt better knowing Jeff trusted her with sensitive information.
"Anna," he sounded, and she skipped down the hallway, awaiting his next order.
With his head down, his eyes scanned more papers with frustration. Standing beside him, Anna wiggled in place. His complex expression made her melt. She took in his thick arms, biting her lip to keep from tossing the papers from his lap and straddling his waist.
"Anna," he called without looking back.
"I'm right here," she replied.
Jeff handed her another two files, "I might have a bigger bag if you need it."
"It will fit. I left my books at school."
Jeff turned with a frown, "Don't do that someone might steal them."
"I doubt it."
"You can't trust anyone these days, baby girl."
Anna was giddy from her nickname and pranced to her room, hiding more files to destroy. Walking back, she hiked her shorts up, covering her little tummy and making her ass poke out instead. She stood, leaning against his chair as he read.
"That should be it. I appreciate it."
"Do you need anything else, Daddy?"
Stunned by his title, Jeff cleared his throat from a chuckle and waved his glass, "Can I get another?"
Anna grabbed his glass with a smile. He watched with amusement as she skipped over to the bar. She knelt on the barstool and hovered over his glass to pour the perfect shot.
"Do you want something to eat, too? I cooked your favorite."
"No," Jeff yawned, removing his glasses, "I think I am going to bed. I'll have to figure this shit out tomorrow."
Anna brought him a plate of steak and potatoes along with his drink, "Eat it."
"You're mighty Bossy tonight."
"Come on," Anna chuckled off her concerns, "You need to eat before we go night night."
Jeff started to say something sexual but halted, continuing his plan to deny his little brat. It was working, but he was determined to give her the same cold treatment she had given him the past year. Her soft features and perky tits in his face made it difficult.
"Thank you." Jeff took a bite, "It's good."
"I'm glad you like it," she smiled.
Jeff looked up, wanting to set the plate aside and nibble on the mound between her legs. He averted his eyes to the boring commercial on the TV to keep his cock from rising to the occasion.
He reclined his chair, hiking his long legs, "You don't have to stand over me while I eat."
Embarrassed by her need to be near him, Anna returned to the kitchen, keeping an eye on his side frame. She had missed him like crazy the past few days. Needing a confidence boost, she took a deep breath and downed a raw shot of whiskey, burning her chest. Her coughing fit got his attention.
"You alright in there?"
"Mhmm. I'm fine. Are you alright?"
"I'm good," Jeff winked, pulling at the intense fire in her loins.
After his meal, Jeff stood and stretched his long arms. Anna having taken another sip, hurried toward him.
"It's night night, time, Daddy."
Anna tried to take his hand, but he released his hold and walked down the hallway. Following behind, she watched him go into his room. He quickly returned and leaned down to kiss her forehead.
"Sleep tight." Jeff smiled and rubbed her head, leaving her sprung.
Despite having no invite, Anna rushed past him to his bedroom. Hopping on the large bed, she beamed, toying with the hem of her cropped shirt. He gave her a sharp side-eye that she found arousing.
Jeff examined her sweet and sexy pose, "What are you doing?"
"Nuffin, What are you doing?"
"I'm going to shower. Then, I will get in my bed."
"My bed."
"Your bed is down the hall...." Faking exhaustion, Jeff yawned and unbuttoned his dress shirt, "Go to bed. We're getting up early. I want to be at the store before everyone else gets there."
Anna spread her thighs apart. Sliding her hand into her shorts, she moaned once her fingers crossed her hard clit.
"No, ma'am. It's almost eleven, and you have school tomorrow."
Overwhelmed by a boozy buzz, Anna boldly rubbed her button while he unbuttoned each button on his shirt.
"Hmm, It's never too late for a snack."
Jeff removed his shirt, and laid it neatly on the foot of the bed, "I'm not hungry," he smiled.
Gazing at his muscles stopped her from responding with a quick quip. She noticed his bulge poking from his suit pants. Then her eyes went to his stern face. His presence added to her arousal making her fingers twitch against her clit.
"I know you missed me," Anna boldly purred, slowing her digits, "And my pussy."
"Did you miss this?" Jeff wagged his cock.
"Nope," Anna pressed her fingertips against her pink tongue, then back to her clit, "You missed this, though. I know you did."
Jeff walked over and watched as she played with herself. Lifting her chin, he brought her to his stern expression. One look into his shiny chocolate eyes, and she was tingling with excitement.
Jeff laughed, bending down to kiss her forehead, "You're a cock hungry little bitch."
Anna wrinkled her brows.
"Slutty little girl," he continued to mock, tracing over her plump lips.
His thick fingers on her chin interrupted her eye roll. Despite his tease, she was so close her fingers shook. He placed a tender kiss on her nose, taking her breath.
"Touch me, Daddy," she swooned.
"I thought I told you to be a good girl for Daddy and follow orders, little one?"
"Kiss it, Daddy," she panted.
Jeff was killing her, and Anna was losing it. Sweet and sour, he had a way of making her feel like a child one moment and an unruly cum slut the next.
