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As I blew out the candles on my cake, I made a silent wish, one that I had been longing for since I first noticed the changes in my body and my desires.
I wanted Garrett Hartley, my father's best friend, to take my innocence and make this birthday unforgettable. Garrett, with his chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes, was the epitome of a silver fox.
He was a successful CEO, always dressed in tailored suits that accentuated his broad shoulders and lean physique. I had known him for years, but it was only recently that I began to see him in a different light.
The way his eyes seemed to linger on my curves whenever he visited, the subtle flirty comments he made—it all fueled my growing lust.