THEME: BEST FRIEND'S FATHER
I thought you were a mature girl. I realise now that I was wrong. You're a slut like the rest of them.
Ria stared in disbelief at the phone in her hands. They trembled as she swiped across the screen of the device, her lips repeating the words No, over and over.
She glanced up from her phone at the laughing faces around her. Ever since she had arrived at the pool party, she had felt like there was some joke being passed around and was clueless.
Little had she known; she was the butt of the joke.
How many of them had seen it? Were they laughing at her? Of course, they were.
Her stomach lurched in disgust, and she clutched the phone tighter. Tears blurred her vision, but she could still see the images on the screen clear as day. Pictures of her breasts—her body—were on display for the entire world to see, and obviously, James had seen it. That text was from him, and whatever chances of her getting together with him were ruined.
"Vivian!" Ria yelled, rising to her feet. Her teeth gritted against each other as she stormed towards the one person who had those pictures and who Ria had trusted with her life—her best friend Vivian.
"Please, tell me you didn't pull this shit.”
Vivian sat among a couple of guys from their college, giving Ria a sinister smile that gave her the answer she needed.
"Come on, bestie. You have to admit I did you a favour,"
Ria's jaw dropped. "A favour? You posted my nudes online. Are you crazy?"
"Oh, stop acting all prudy," her best friend scoffed, and her cronies and guys around her laughed in scorn.
"You do have nice tits, Ria," One of them grinned, his eyes fixed on her bikini. "We could go to the back so you can show me–”
"Finish that sentence, and I'll rip your tongue out of your head!" Ria snapped, struggling to fight the tears that burned the corner of her eyes. Everyone in college would see her nudes. Everyone would gossip about it. James, God, James probably thought she was a whore!
Her eyes narrowed in slits, glaring at Vivian. "You did this to get James, didn't you?"
They liked James, but he had been paying more attention to Ria lately. Ria hadn't expected to be sabotaged by her best friend, of all people.
Vivian gave her a taunting grin. "So what if I did? All is fair in love and–"
She did not get a chance to finish her sentence. Ria pounced on her, dragging her by the hair to the ground.
"You stupid bitch!" She screamed, clawing at Vivian's face. Vivian fought back, and soon, the girls were a screaming mess, rolling around the floor by the pool while dragging at each other's hair.
A tall middle aged man stormed out of the house towards the pool, a stern look on his face.
"Stop fighting this instant!"
Ria faintly registered the voice as Mr Gordon, Vivian's Dad, but she did not stop digging her nails into Vivian's skin. Mr Gordon had to pry the girls apart, holding them at arm's length.
"Ria? Vivian, what on earth is going on?"
To Theo Gordon's knowledge, his daughter and Ria were best friends. He had known Ria since she moved in ten years ago into the neighborhood with her mom and not once had he ever seen Ria and Vivian fight physically.
He glanced at his daughter, who immediately burst into sobs, covering her face to Ria, who looked ready to tear Vivian apart. Her shoulders shook, her chest heaved, and she had a few scratches around her neck.
Theo's eyes wandered down her neck to her heaving chest and rested there for only a second, but that second felt like an eternity. One of Ria's bikini cups was askew, revealing more of her creamy tits. A few drops of sweat rolled down her neck and slid tantalisingly down the valley between her breasts and into the bikini strap.
Theo swallowed hard. It was wrong to look at Ria that way. He had watched her morph from the bubbly redhead next door to a stunning young lady.
"What happened?" He forced himself to tear his eyes off her tits and looked at her face.
"I don't know, she just attacked me!" Vivian cried.
"Liar!" Ria screamed, her eyes turning glassy. "God, Vivian, how could you do this to me? All for some dude. I hate you. You hear me? I hate you so fucking much!"
She lunged for Vivian but was stopped once more by her father. "Let me go, Mr Gordon!"
"No more fighting, Ria; Party is over, people!" Theo grunted, wrapping a hand around her dainty wrist.
The guys around him groaned in displeasure, but Theo held his ground and kept a stern face until they left.
"You can't be serious right now, Dad!" Vivian whined, stomping her feet as she stormed into the house.
"You and I are talking later," Theo called after her, then tugged Ria towards the house. "Come, tell me what happened,"
"Your bitchy daughter posted my nudes on the internet, that's what!" Ria spat when they got into the living room.
Theo's eyes widened, then narrowed in a frown. "Vivian would not do that. If you would just calm down–”
"I'm not stupid, Mr Gordon, I know what I saw," Ria bit out, clenching her fists. Her phone had gotten missing during the mini brawl with Vivian. "Where's your phone, Mr Gordon? You can check her page, it's there!"
Theo cursed himself for whipping his phone out a little too quickly. He opened up Vivian's page and frowned. "There's nothing there,"
Ria rolled her eyes. "That's the account she knows you're following."
She snatched the phone out of his hands, typed in Vivian's private account, and then handed it over to him. "Look at what the bitch did!"
"I think that's enough times you've called her a bitch..." Theo trailed off when he saw the pictures. There were three in total. Ria stood by his daughter's closet, holding up a bra, but her tits were on display. Beautiful, creamy tits with pale pink tips begging to be kissed.
Theo sucked in air through his teeth, unable to look away and feeling his pants grow tighter. His face reddened when his eyes greedily skimmed the other pictures. Her back was turned, and she was bent over as if picking something off the floor. Her ass was propped up in the air, and he could see the hint of her bare pussy.
His cock lurched to life, and he tried to hide the boner, clearing his throat awkwardly. He swiped the photos aside. "I... I'm sorry. I have no idea why Vivian would do such a thing,"
"Oh, I know," Ria laughed bitterly, dragging a hand down her face. "She wants James all for herself and cannot stand that he's interested in me."
"Who the hell is James?"
Ria sighed and moved to take the phone out of Mr Gordon's hands so she could show him who James was when her eyes fell on his bulging length in his pants. She gasped, fury bubbling through her veins, throwing her head back to glare at him.
Theo knew he was busted. "Ria, I'm sorry I-"
"You're just as bad as your stupid daughter!"
He winced. "Ria, calm down,"
"You're getting turned on looking at my nudes?! Mr Gordon, I'm twenty!"
"I know, I know," He groaned, grabbing his hair. "God, I'm sorry, Ria. It's hard not to think about pushing you up against the wall and ripping your bikini apart. It's all I have thought about for months."
Ria's eyes widened despite the stirring in her lower belly. "What?”
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