Friday has finally arrived. School is out, and I am now sitting comfortably in Sara's living room. She was checking her phone messages.
There were a couple of woman looking for her Dad, which kind of made me jealous, but the shrugged it off. Then I heard his voice, "Hey baby girl, I'm going to be a little late at work, so I left some money on top of the fridge for you to order some pizza or something if you and Ti get hungry. I'll be home in a few hours, most likely around 8:30 or 9 tonight."
"Figured as much," Sara said.
"So what if he has to work late, we can have the whole house to ourselves," I said. Even though I was a little disappointed myself but for a totally different reason. It's not like we could do anything right away anyway. I didn't care. I just wanted to him.
Sara and I chatted all afternoon about everything. School, friend's, college coming up soon. Just something to do to make time pass. A couple of hours went by, we ordered our pizza and chatted some more while we waited for the pizza. When the pizza did arrive I was starving.
Sara ran upstairs to change her clothes to her home clothes before she started eating.
I got up and walked into the kitchen to where the pizza was. I opened up the box and began eating a slice of pizza. The phone rang.
"Can you get that?" Sara called downstairs.
The phone was on the counter beside the pizza box.
"Hello," I answered.
"Hi, um…where's Sara?" It was Luke.
"Hi, Luke…she's upstairs getting changed, the pizza just got here, and she didn't want to get her school clothes dirty," I replied.
"Yeah she is a messy eater," he laughed. "So what's my naughty little girl doing?"
"Oh, wishing I was fucking your big cock," I whispered.
"I bet you are, are you wet?" Luke asked.
"Now more then I have been all day,"
"You want me to lick your tight little hole don't you?"
"Oh, yes….I want you to kiss me down there," I said in a husky low voice.
"Who is it?" Sara yelled down again.
"Um, its your Dad," I yelled back.
"What does he want?" She called back.
He could here Sara and he said to me, "I want your tight little pussy riding my cock,"
I shivered, "Mmmmm…I want that too,"
"My cock is hard for you right now, Ti," he teased.
"Well what does he want?" Sara called again.
"Tell her I'll be home in about 15 minutes," he said.
I repeated to her what he said.
"I coming home to eat your little pussy Ti," he continued to torture me.
"How and when are we going to do this?" I asked.
"Don't you worry about that, I'll think of something," he said.
"Ok"
"I'll be there soon,"
"Ok"
Click.
I went back to eating my pizza and Sara joined me. I acted as normal as I could. She started to laugh at me.
"Hungry?" she asked
"Yeah," I giggled with my mouth full.
"Careful you don't choke, you got enough stuffed in your mouth there," she said sarcastically.
We giggled and ate a couple slices of pizza, and put the remaining in the oven for Luke. He pulled into the driveway as we settled back into the living room. He walked into the front door, and he was definitely breath taking. He worked in a professional environment, so he was dressed to the nines. The whole suit and tie thing. I would do anything to be able to tease this grown man. I would start by undressing him slowly, starting with his tie, then unbuttoning his shirt, and laying a kiss on his chest after each button. Then slowly pushing the shirt off his shoulders, kissing his broad shoulders. Then stop everything and tell him to go refresh himself in the bathroom, and come back to me. When he comes back he would find me lying on his bed, wearing nothing but his tie.
"Ti…heellllooo…TIRA!!!" I heard Sara say.
"Huh….wha…what?" I shook out of my little fantasy.
"What planet are you visiting?" She laughed.
"Pluto…duh," I replied.
My cheeks burned with embarrassment, but Luke smiled at me. Obviously he knew I was fantasizing about him.
"Is the pizza any good?" he asked.
"Yes," Sara and I both answered.
Sara and I began watching a movie on TV; I am not sure what movie it was because I couldn't stop thinking about what was to come. Couple of hours past, Sara began yawning. Luke was off in his office; I could here him tapping away at the keyboard to his computer. I wished he were in the living room with us, close to me. Touching me. I sighed with boredom.
"I'm tired, are you?" Sara said.
"Not really,"
"I'm going to bed soon,"
"Really," I said sounding a little disappointed.