My Best Friend's Dad Became My Stress Relief

I am Claudia, and I am nineteen years old.After failing our college entrance exams, my best friend, Grace Cole, and I decided to repeat a year. We faced great pressure, and we came from single-parent families. Our fathers resigned from their jobs and took turns earning money so that they could take care of us. It was not easy studying in another state, so the four of us moved into a rental apartment with two rooms and one living room. We were so close that I called Grace’s father “Dad,” and Grace called my father “Papa.”Just like that, we lived together like a strange but harmonious family. I stayed up late one night and noticed a bit late that Grace was missing, even though she usually came over to sleep with me. When the clock struck 1 a.m., I finally closed my book, feeling sleepy. The soft rustle of papers as I packed up only made me more tired.I did not think too much about Grace’s absence. I assumed she was probably watching a show in the living room. Grace wa

I grabbed his hand and moved it where I wanted him to touch me. I turned my waist to nuzzle against his fingers. It felt good having his hand on me. I bit down on my lip and gasped for breath. But at that very moment, the comfortable touches came to a stop.I grunted in frustration as I teared up and was about to start crying. I said in a soft voice, “It feels good…”He narrowed his eyes at me as his chest heaved. He was breathing raggedly.My pajamas had been pulled down, and my chest heaved as I breathed roughly. I bit down on my lip shyly and let my body speak for itself as I said bashfully, “It’s all thanks to your care that I’ve grown so much better than other women.”I stared at him with glazed eyes. “It’s time for me to repay you.”I shifted until I lay under him and spread my body. I could feel my desire about to overwhelm me. When I saw Dad still sitting there without moving, I did not rush. I just nuzzled against him. His burning skin was proof that he, too,

“Wake up, Claudia! We’re going to be late! Hurry!”I opened my eyes in a daze and saw Grace panicking. She held up her phone and gestured at me.“Did you fall into a coma or something? You always wake up on time and then wake me!”When I saw the time on the phone, my mind went blank. My drowsiness vanished. I sat up as Grace jumped off the bed to get dressed. Flustered and irritated, I headed to the bathroom to wash my face and change clothes.I was not expecting the door to open while I was completely undressed. I thought it was just Grace, so I crouched down to pick up my school uniform from the floor. To my surprise, I heard a familiar voice from above me. “Why aren’t you two at school yet?”It was Dad!I whipped my head up in panic and met Dad’s gaze as my face turned red. When I remembered what had happened last night, I felt my body heat up. I felt like I was going to die from embarrassment. Also, I was squatting in the bathroom while almost completely naked.

The door opened with a creak. I pursed my lips nervously.To my surprise, when the door opened, I did not see Dad. I saw my own father. He was naked, except for the towel wrapped around his lower body. Grace was lying on the bed and panting. She was also undressed.It seemed like the receptionist had made a mistake. But why was Grace here?Seeing me at the door, my father did not look the least bit embarrassed. Instead, he asked me to get in. I was dumbfounded and did not know what to do. “Come in. Why are you still standing there?”When my father saw that I was not responding, he turned to Grace. Grace yawned and turned around languidly. She waved at me.I was confused and in a daze. When I realized what was happening, I backed out in panic.Just then, I bumped into something firm. The scent hit me first. It was a familiar mix of detergent and tobacco.I swallowed and turned around stiffly. Dad’s heated gaze landed on me, and he put a hand on my shoulder. The wa