All Chapters of “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

To my surprise, Dad told me, "Neither do I. I took a vacation day for tomorrow. Monday is a holiday, so I added it to the long weekend. Plus, I figured this was going to take time tonight."My Dad never took random days off from work. I was glad he was taking this mess seriously. I sat on his bed, waiting for him to finish his shower. Dad came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. I was making every attempt not to look. I was mesmerized at seeing him still partially wet. The only thing covering him was that towel, which I hoped would slip off. Then, unexpectedly, he took the towel off while facing me. He quickly put his gym shorts on, joining me in the bed. As he casually instructed me, "Go ahead. Fire away."I had to regain my composure before I spoke. Seeing him with his dick hanging had me flustered. He was the sexiest man I had ever seen. I thought to myself, 'Get your shit together, Sheila. He's your fucking father. No more thoughts like this, Sheila!' "So...

I can't believe Sheila gave me her father's number to call him. Sure, she was shitfaced and puking everywhere, but she knew, Mary and I were curious about him. Mr. Jeffries oozed sexiness. He was the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome. As soon as she told us to call him, I grabbed my phone, telling her, "I'll call him for you. Type his number in." I thought he was hot, but I didn't think anything would come from having his number. It started innocently enough.Later that night, I texted him. "Hey, Sheila's dad. Just checking in. I wanted to make sure Sheila made it safely to you."I wasn't expecting an immediate response from him. When suddenly, my phone dinged, "Hey. I'm guessing this is the friend who called me earlier. She is fine. Thank you for checking in on her. She's in the shower, trying to sober up. Which friend are you?""It's Megan. We've met a couple of times. I was with her on Friday." I texted him back.His responses were quick. "I know you were one of the M&Ms. I get c

I was struggling to keep eye contact with him. "I am nervous. You make me nervous. I feel like no matter what I say, you won't let me back out of this, Mr. Jeffries. I feel like you are going to do whatever you want, and I set myself up for this." Mr. Jeffries said nothing as he guided me to my feet. Once I was standing, he leaned down. He pressed his lips to mine as his tongue separated my lips, invading my mouth. His kiss was passionate, unlike any kiss I had ever experienced. The more we kissed, the more my mind forgot about my fears. Mr. Jeffries was working me into a frenzy. Again, he grabbed my hair, pulling my head back as his lips and tongue explored my neck. Mr. Jeffries had an animalistic effect as he sucked and licked me into a frenzy. His hands easily found their way up the back of my loose top, quickly unsnapping my bra.He worked his mouth to my ear, whispering, "Still scared?"My breathing was heavy as I responded, "Should I be?"I felt Larry grip the top of my shirt, a

Working way through college and dad showed up.Enjoy..*****My mom and dad got divorced during my freshman year of high school. I remember it breaking my heart the day they told me they were splitting. My dad's name is Mikey, and he is beloved by everyone. He is a carpenter and has always worked his ass off. When I was younger, his routine consisted of work, then spending every other moment with me. He and my mom consistently tried their best to co-parent. No one would ever know there was an issue between them. They both would tell me the only thing that mattered to them was my happiness.After their split, I stayed with my mom in the house that they purchased together. I would spend weekends with my dad at his studio apartment. I used to feel bad that my father had to live in such a tiny apartment; I would cry because I felt bad for him. Dad would explain to me, "Sweetheart, you don't have to be upset. All I need is to help pay your bills, for you to be happy, and a bed to sleep in.

Linda's response startled me, "Girl, I love you, but I would whip your ass. Mikey isn't like the random guys that come here. He's a nice guy. Everyone knows he is, my customer." Then Linda started laughing.I wanted more information about my dad but was glad he wasn't being taken advantage of by women who worked here. Some of the other women lead guys on to take every penny they can get. Other women prostitute themselves with no shame. The fact was my father came here specifically because he liked Linda. Meaning all he was looking for was to be entertained."Haha, Linda! I was joking. He appeared to be a nice guy. I've never seen him here before.""He is a nice guy. When I give him lap dances, his junk loves it. I grind into him just to watch him grow. I've never seen his dick, but it's gotta be about nine inches. He's the only customer I am curious about because he's gotta be huge. He is always nice, and you know me, I'm not a whore. I'm just trying to pay my bills. But if I was goin