Chapter 9 Finn
FINN
It’s been three months since I came to Dubai, and as much as I enjoy the new setting, it’s hard being so far away from my daughter.
We talk almost every day, which is more than when I lived just a couple hours away, so that’s nice.
I look forward to the video chats, and it’s a perfect way to start my day, reminding me why I want to build this company and provide for her future.
Her face fills the screen and I smile so hard my cheeks hurt.
“You’re all dolled up, honey. Big plans tonight?
Plans I want to know about?” Her rich laugh warms my heart.
“Just going out, nothing crazy.”
She shifts her position and my eye catches on the woman behind her.
She’s naked save a bright red lace thong.
My pants feel strained as I look at her tight round ass as she bends over to dig through a drawer.
Fucking hell, my dick is getting harder by the second.
Her hips sway like she's listening to music, and I can’t peel my gaze from her.
She stands and closes the door, facing a mirror.
I try to focus on my daughter, but the perky tits in the reflection keep distracting me.
I can see a glint of something and realize her nipples are pierced.
Reaching down, I adjust my cock, hoping Marcee doesn’t notice my discomfort.
I know I should say something, and I kind of feel like a peeping Tom, but I'm glued to the reflection. My mouth waters looking at those piercings, wondering what it would feel like to run my tongue over them. Finally, my gaze tracks up to her face, and my heart lurches when I realize it’s Alexis.
Fucking hell, I'm ogling my daughter’s best friend.
She steps out of the screen and I breathe a sigh of relief.
Marcee and I talk a bit longer, but my mind keeps wandering back to Alexis.
Of course, I noticed she was pretty, but it’s been a couple years since I've seen her, and I have never looked at her like that.
Her hair is much shorter now, reaching just past her shoulders, and damn, she must work out a lot.
Even from just her reflection, I can tell she has long lean muscles.
Muscles that I can just imagine wrapped around me, squeezing my head as I bury my face in her pussy.
“Oh, hey, Mr. Walker.” Alexis pops on to the screen, all smiles. Her lips are bright red, and her eyes are dark and smokey. The combination has my imagination spinning.
Clearing my throat and trying to ignore the fact that I have a boner like some teenage boy, I smile back.
“Hey, Alexis. You two have fun tonight and be safe.” She rolls her eyes playfully and promises to be good.
I stare at those bright red lips that are just begging to be kissed.
I blink, trying to reel myself in. Marcee takes the phone back, and we talk for another minute or two before she says she needs to go.
I stare at my blank screen for several minutes after we disconnect. My mind stuck on Alexis, and my cock still straining against my pants. Knowing I won’t get any work done, I change into swim trunks and hit the rooftop pool for some laps.
After nearly an hour, I'm sweating and totally gassed.
It took that long to banish the image of Alexis in nothing but a thong from my mind.
Stepping into the shower, I turn the heat up high, letting the sting of it work my tight muscles.
Bracing my hand on the tile wall, I stand under the stream as images of Alexis flood my mind—her bent over with that bare ass right in front of me, begging to be grabbed or maybe bit.
Picturing myself pressed against her ass, and my fingers trailing through her wet center.
Tired of fighting it, I grab my straining cock and begin stroking.
I grip myself tight, pumping up and down, from root to tip while imagining I’m sinking into her warm wet pussy.
I speed up, picturing her panting and writhing in pleasure as I slam into her.
Moaning loudly, my orgasm slams through me and cum pulses from my cock, coating the tiles on the shower floor.
I rest my head against the wall, panting heavily.
I just rubbed one out to the image of my daughter's best friend bent over in front of me.
Yep, I’m definitely going to Hell.
What the fuck is wrong with me? Maybe I need to take my associates up on their offer to show me the nightlife here.
It obviously has been way too long since I got any action, and I can’t allow myself to think of Alexis like that.
Even if I can’t stop seeing her piercings sparkling every time I close my eyes.