Chapter Three

Sophie pov 

“I saw what happened.” I blurted, trying my best to avoid Frank's gaze. "All of it. That woman, she's the vet across the street, and she tried to tempt Frank to have sex with her.". I added.

“Frank didn't succumb and chased her; that was when you came in,” I explained and looked at my mom. I saw her face soften; she might really kill herself if Frank should ever leave the house.

"Sophie…” my mum called, moving towards me.

“I'm so sorry that you had to see all that.”. She said, stroking my cheeks before turning to look at Frank with loving eyes. 

“I'm sorry, babe, I didn't know. I misunderstood the whole situation,” she apologised.

“Yeah, I'm glad you understand,” Frank replied.

As if that wasn't enough, she kissed him right in front of me. "I'm so sorry, hun. I just can't think of sharing you with that slut.".

"You look tired. Get some rest". 

“Yeah, it was a hell of a shift,” Mom replied, kissing him again.

“Ugh,” I felt my intestines cringe. Frank turned to me. "Thank you, Sophie; it wouldn't have been easy if you hadn't spoken up.". I nodded, feeling instantly embarrassed. I hurriedly went back upstairs.

Did I just blush? I couldn't believe myself. I tried to sleep, but the image of Frank's huge cock wouldn't let me. So I decided to go for a walk.

I jumped over the low fence, landing softly on the other side. I don't even know how I found myself here, not like my dad would mind anyway. I missed him so much, and I also needed someone to talk to and clear my head.

I peeped through the window of his study, but he wasn't there. So I moved towards his bedroom, hoping to scare him, and I snuck ahead to his bedroom window to scream his name. But the sight in front of me held my voice; I couldn't even breathe.

There was a woman panting heavily as my father slammed her from behind. I couldn't believe my eyes. My father promised me that he would never get involved with another woman till he got back with my mom, but here he was, giving a random hooker, who knows, might even be his girlfriend, the bang of her life. I'd never felt so betrayed. 

The slapping sounds he made as he fucked her pussy disgusted me. She was screaming in ecstasy and saying nasty things.

"Fuck me harder! Oh, God, your dick feels so good…don't stop.".

"I'm about to cum. Your pussy's milking my dick," he said. I could hear him slap her ass several times as he pounded harder into her.

"Oh, baby, please fuck me harder. Punish me with your cock. Fill my pussy with your cum.".

"Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!" she screamed. 

I buried my hand over my face. 'How could he?' I searched for an answer as the hot tears poured down. I sat on the floor and cried my eyes out.

I didn't know how long I sat there crying until I heard someone call my name. "Sophie?" 

I stood up instantly, not wanting to look at the man I recognised as my father. 

“It's not what you think, Sophie,” I heard him say. 

I didn't want to listen to the obvious lies he was about to tell me; can the day be any worse? I thought as I ran across the low fence and jumped over it. I was never going to see my father again. He was a betrayer. I couldn't believe I fell for his lies!

Wiping the tears from my eyes and walking down the street, definitely not the way to my house. A heavy rain soon started, and my clothes were mud-stained. I didn't know how many hours had passed while I sat on that bench, but I knew I had to go home before Mom finds out I'm not in and probably calls for a search.

It was already late. 

 I stood up, forcing myself a few steps, but my legs refused to cooperate, and it seemed like I was going to die. I heard a slight buzzing in my head; my eyes spun as the world around me slowly blacked out. I hit the ground with a soft thud.

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I struggled to open my eyes, and when I finally did, I realized I wasn’t in hell—but in my room.

“How did I get here?” I muttered to no one in particular as fragmented memories of yesterday flickered through my mind.

“Ugh,” I groaned, pushing myself off the bed to get some milk. Frank had probably brought me back, and if I had to thank him, I’d need enough energy to explain why I had snuck out of the house in the first place.

Dragging myself down the hall, I heard soft noises coming from the living room. The room was dark, and I quickly found the switch before flipping on the lights.

My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets at the sight before me.

“Frank!” I screamed.

My eyes darted to his cock, strong and thick veins on it. It was long and huge too, images of him sliding that into me flashed my mind – would it fit? His cock was thick, and it looked like it was about to explode. 

“What the hell are you thinking Sophie! This is your mother's man!”  

“You know what….” I started, “I was never here” I said and walked briskly towards the freezer, Milk wasn't an option right now, I need water. 

"Your mum and I.. haven't had sex in four months".  Frank said behind me

I slammed the fridge shut. Wow, the confession hit me hard. Who wouldn't want to ride that dick all day? I used to think that he had successfully stolen my mum and had her all to himself maybe because he fucks well, but turns out that's not the case.

 "Well, you're simply a nymphomaniac cock wanker". I said, allowing my eyes to wander down his body. I'd never noticed him when he was shirtless, but he had abs.Nice, toned abs. 

My gaze trailed down to his dick, resting there...