Chapter 5 – Extreme Attraction

Cassandra

It was as if I finally snapped back to reality, so I immediately chugged the liquor and poured myself another glass. It occurred to me then that mom was probably never honest with me either when she went abroad to work.

She probably wasn't being abused by her employer because they were cruel; it was likely her own fault because she was stealing from them.

Our drinking session with Don George continued until we had finished almost three expensive bottles.

“Don't you have a wife? I don't know anything about your life, whereas for sure mom has already told you about our past,” I asked.

He took a drink before refilling our glasses, “My first wife is dead. I have two children, but we don't get along. They didn't grow up with me; they lived with my in-laws since they were little. They never even treated me like a father, but until now, they're still using my money.”

I waited to see if he would say more, but he stopped, so I didn't ask further because I didn't want to be nosy, plus I was already feeling a bit dizzy.

“You know, I actually thought you and your mom were sisters at first because you don't really look alike,” Don George said.

“I look like my dad,” I replied, staring at him. He really was quite handsome, despite his age.

And goodness knows what devil entered my mind, as the memory of his massive size kept playing over and over in my head.

“It's so annoying of mom, not being content with you—and you're so hung (well-endowed),” I blurted out, causing both of us to freeze.

If the ground could have swallowed me whole right then, I would have let it. Fueled by the alcohol, I couldn't control what I was saying anymore.

“H-How much money did mom take?” I asked, quickly changing the subject.

Don George seemed to think for a moment, “The vault contained one million dollars, the Philippine cash was around ten million, she took my ten Rolex watches worth three million each, plus gold and diamond jewelry. I'm not entirely sure yet, but I estimate it's probably over 100 million pesos.”

I almost fell right off my chair upon hearing that. Where on earth would an angel find the money for me to pay that back? Not even the devil would lend me a sum that large.

Don George stood up and excused himself, “I'm going to rest. Tomorrow I'll have Manang clean up this mess.”

Several minutes passed after he left before I stood up, walked to my room, and went to take a shower.

I came out wearing only a towel and headed straight to Don George's room. He was standing by the window, deep in thought, so he didn't notice me right away.

“I don't have the money to pay back what mom stole, and no amount can ever repay the pain she caused, but… please let me try to make up for it, at least a little bit.”

Don George turned to me and looked shocked as I suddenly dropped the towel covering my body.

He swallowed hard, stepped closer, and asked with confusion in his eyes, “Cassandra… Do you know what you're saying? I am not demanding payment from you.”

“I know, but my conscience won't let me rest. Even before you and mom got married, I knew she was after your money, but I didn't stop her. I practically became an accessory to her crime because I benefited from it too. Now, I want to prove that I am not like my mother who has no sense of gratitude. Don George, I am giving you my virginity, and I hope it allows you to forgive me. And even if it's not today, I hope you can also forgive mom for everything she did,” I said, before kissing him on the lips.

Don George still hesitated, but when I dropped to my knees to give him oral, he finally gave in.

I didn't have any prior experience since I was no-boyfriend-since-birth, but because I watched adult films, I wasn't completely ignorant.

“Cassandra… Ohhhhh! You still have a chance to back out. Once I don't stop, I'll lose myself and you won't be able to make me stop,” he breathed.

Because of Don George's massive size, I could only take half of it into my mouth, and I felt like I was choking.

He grabbed my head and started thrusting into it, so I grabbed his legs to stop him as his movements grew faster and deeper.

By the time his entire length reached the back of my throat, tears were streaming down my eyes. A few minutes passed before he pulled out, picked me up, and laid me on the bed.

He knelt down, faced my pussy, and spread my thighs wide. I felt a wave of embarrassment because I hadn't shaved, but he didn't seem to care as he immediately dived in to lick my core.

I wriggled and arched as he passionately sucked on my clitoris while two fingers rummaged deep inside my cunt. The flood of juices just wouldn't stop, and he licked up every drop as fast as it flowed.

He rose up and rubbed the rock-hard head of his dick against my slit. I didn't know what kind of intense itching or craving I felt inside my pussy, but I was certain of one thing: only a dick could satisfy it.

“Cass, are you sure?” he asked, the head of his cock poised right at the entrance of my cunt.

“Ahhhh! Don George! Put it in!” I cried out.

With one powerful push, his entire length drove inside my maiden pussy. I felt something tear inside, a sign that the innocence I had guarded was gone.

Don George was careful, though, and the pain quickly melted into pleasure. Before long, groans filled the air between us as we climaxed over and over again.

The next morning, I woke up surprised to find myself in my own bedroom. I was already dressed in pajamas, but I could still feel the soreness of my womanhood.

As I stepped out of my room, I heard voices in the living room talking to Don George.

“Papa, I'm going to live here from now on.”

Papa?

Don George's child was here?