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My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
Jake and Catherine said their yes’s and gave each other their rings, and I rolled my eyes when the pretend minister was shedding more tears than Bree’s sister, who was known to be an ugly crier. She bawled over everything, good or bad, and could sit in someone’s funeral and cry on behalf of her aunt’s uncle’s dead dog that died two years ago, plus all the others she’d been to in funerals between that. It was ridiculous.Then it was time for dinner, and I could finally admire all the hard work Catherine had done to make this day magnificent. She really had a good taste in colors, and the decorations and flowers were not over the top like they often were in other weddings I’d been to, nor were they too few or minimalistic. And both the food and later also the music was the perfect cherry on top.“Ahh. The fuck up fairy has visited us again.”Of course. I recognized that voice immediately, and almost retched as a spontaneous reaction.“Bree. Did someone leave your cage open again?”“Haha
My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
“A real, drenched and tight pussy, wrapped around my cock.”I didn’t really care how she looked, as long as I managed to make her scream. If she annoyed me either visually or verbally, I could just use the gag and the blindfold, or maybe even the mask. That made it easier to pretend it was someone else. Someone in particular. Someone who I spent most of my days trying to forget.Yes, BDSM was a savior. As long as I was the one in charge of the ropes, of course.“Gray? Wanna hang out for a beer?”I heard him chuckle at the other end of the line, and I glared at my phone.“You finally crawled out of hibernation?”“What’s so funny?” I grumbled.“Nothing. Just that I’d never thought you’d last a whole week without mounting someone.”“It’s actually been longer than that.”Then I frowned when didn’t remember exactly when I had sex. I only remembered the kiss.“Since sometimes before the wedding,” I mumbled, and Gray hummed knowingly.“You know, I’m actually impressed. She has a good grip on
My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
“What about you, Joe? Do you have any plans?”I was pulled back to reality by Quentin’s question, and realized that they weren’t talking about work projects anymore.“Hm?”“For Christmas. It’s tomorrow, remember? Are you going anywhere?”“Oh. Yeah, the usual. Chase down witches and tie her to the Christmas tree, then burn it all on the fire and eat marshmallows shaped like tiny snowmen. Nothing much. Oh, and yes, I’m talking about Bree.”Gray chuckled and Q blew air so hard through his pursed lips that he almost whistled. They knew me. They knew I didn’t celebrate Christmas. It was a crap time of year anyway.“You don’t always have to make fun out of it, you know. Christmas is family time, and...”“I know that shit,” I interrupted. I knew Quentin’s usual lecture about how wonderful Christmas could be if only I had someone to celebrate with. And I also knew Gray’s upcoming question:“You can celebrate with us, if you want? Yvette’s parents and her little brother are coming over, but I’
My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
“You’re getting old,” I mumbled to myself, after staring at my own reflection in a window. No decoration or Christmas song seemed to be able to lift my gloomy mood, which seemed to grow stronger the closer I got to my apartment. My empty apartment. The place that had always been my castle of solitude and a much-needed place to hide from the world. Now it was just... Empty.Maybe I should continue going to therapy after all. Only this time as treatment for depression.The stairs had never felt steeper than when I walked up the three floors to my apartment, but I didn’t want to take the elevator because it went too fast for my liking. At least on the days it was working. I wanted to prolong the time it took to get to my door. Or, if I was completely honest, I didn’t really want to go home at all. And I was just about to turn and head out again, when I heard sounds I thought I recognized.Nah, that couldn’t be.“...you idiot! That was all the sugar that was left. You better get your ass
My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
“Am I making you nervous, Bambi?”I didn’t do it on purpose, but my voice was low and husky as if I was afraid someone would hear, even though I knew we were alone.“No,” she stuttered, but I could see it in her eyes and on the vein in her throat. Her heart was racing.“Liar,” I whispered into her ear, when I came close enough.“Why did you come here?”“To... Celebrate Christmas?” she said and swallowed again. I could see the tip of her tongue sweep across her lower lip, and I cursed at all the impure thoughts that were flooding my mind. This was bad. All the hours of therapy suddenly seemed completely worthless now that I was back to balancing on the sword of temptation.“I ask again...”I was now standing right behind her and was literally breathing down her neck, and the proximity made her shudder. She barely dared to move, and her hand was hanging useless over the bowl.“Why did you come, Bambi?”God, how I wanted to lean in and kiss her neck!“Because... I...”Her voice drifted o
My daughter in-law CHAPTER THIRTY
We cleaned up, first ourselves and then the mess we’d made, and the more time that went by, the more silent Catherine became. Eventually, I just had to ask.“Do you regret it?”For a long time she didn’t say anything. She just finished the gingerbread men with the expertise of a professional baker, while wearing an undefined expression that was punctuated by a deep frown on her forehead. My heart sank when she nodded.“I’m sorry,” I said, but I wasn’t quite sure if I was. Except for Allison, all I’d ever wanted from women was a quick fuck and then move on to the next. But for some reason I couldn’t picture Catherine in the role of friends with benefits, like Allison. That would be directly mean to her. I mean, when this obviously made her feel horrible, I couldn’t accept being the reason.“I’m sorry,” I said again, and meant it this time. Even though I wanted so much more, I didn’t want to hurt her more than I already had. I hated the idea of this falling into the category of one-ni
My daughter in-law CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
“Do you think I should leave him, Aaron?” she asked quietly.“No.”“But if I really love him, why would I do such a thing?”I shrugged.“If you truly love each other, you forgive shit like that,” I said plainly, and got her to look at me.“Did you and Bree...?”I snorted out a laugh.“That marriage was a league of its own. But if you’re wondering if I cheated on her, then no, I didn’t. My...my issues... They started later.”“But she cheated on you with that...?”“Amoeba?” I chuckled.“Yeah, and it was kind of hard to forgive something that had been going on behind my back for years. She’d already made up her mind, anyway. Even her parents did. I was just the last one to know.”“Damn,” she whispered. Then she grabbed two gingerbread men and gave one to me.“Bite the head off first, please.”“Excuse me?” I blurted out and tried to keep myself from laughing. I could spot an embarrassed smile lurking on the corners of Martina’s lips while she chewed.“So they die immediately. I don’t want
My daughter in-law CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
It was harder to find something for Martina. Buying the movie ‘Anny’ would be too corny, and stuff for the kitchen was clearly not an option. Maybe I should buy something that Jakewould appreciate, too? Women loved clothes. Everybody knew that. And a nice outfit would be appreciated just as much by people around her. Like me. Still though, buying anything without proper measurements..."Hello, I need some sexy lingerie for my daughter-in-law, whom has the breast size that fits perfectly in my hands.”Yeah... No.Then the visuals of Catherine in the most tempting kind of underwear and postures started playing in my mind like an old 60′s movie without sound.“Aaron? Is that you?”Gray’s voice saved me from getting a full hard-on in public, and I secretly thanked him. Then I turned and I saw him looking like a fucking pack mule, and Yvette standing next to him with a blinking Christmas purse.“What the hell? Did you get lost on your way home from the pub?” he exclaimed, and I chuckled a
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