"I never met my dad. However, there was I, sitting in a waiting room outside his office on the last floor of a very high skyscraper located at the city center. His secretary was a blond girl my age with a great body, but not very beautiful. I wondered whether my father gave her a job because he wanted to bang her or because he was doing it already. I didn't want to think about that at the moment and tried to focus. I came there for a different, much more important reason - my wedding. "You may come in" said his secretary and continued surfing the net. Holly crap his office was huge. I thought it to be smaller than that, him being junior partner in that big international firm. I sat across his desk and continued waiting. Few moments later, door opened behind me and I heard female voice asking: "Would you like something to drink?" I turned around to answer and saw a tall, athletic man, too hot to be forty. His face lit up: "I can't believe you're really here. Wow, look how much you've grown!" I smiled. "I hope I'm not interrupting your plans. I just decided to drop by." "No, you're not interrupting anything. I just wasn't expecting you." I explained I was getting married and wanted to invite him to the wedding. Even though we never met, he was sending me money whenever necessary. "You're already getting married?! You just turned 20!"
He and mom never actually got married, but when they got together they were around my age. They both think all of that was a horrible mistake. He left so that mom could find somebody else, someone who could actually be my dad and take care of us both. He kept sending me money even when mom found John. "I'm happy with Philip. I trust him and I feel safe with him." "Where is love in there?", he asked me when we sat in the corner of a restaurant he eats at every day. It took us five minutes to get there with his brand new Lexus. If nothing else, he has a great taste in cars. "Love? Oh, he really does love me. I'm sure I couldn't have found a better man." He never asked me anything else about the wedding, nor Philip and me.
Three hours later, I was at home and I couldn't believe how the time flew by. Philip already came home from work. While he was eating, I told him how it went with Daniel. It reminded me to put him on the guest list, but I realized I don't know whether he's coming alone or with someone. I haven't seen a ring on his hand, but as far as I was concerned he could be gay. I decided to call him and arrange to meet. We wanted to meet a couple of times before the wedding, so we could catch up. This time we went to his favorite restaurant. "Ha ha ha! You're amazing!", he couldn't stop smiling. And his smile was enchanting! I had to remind myself that he's my father and that I'm getting married in less than a month. The fact that he's coming to the wedding alone didn't help.
I couldn't sleep all night. Philip wanted sex but I wasn't up for it, which wasn't like me. Tomorrow morning, I sent him off to work. I called the florist, and just as somebody picked up the phone, I heard a car horn and looked out the window. There was Daniel, leaning on his Lexus calling me to come downstairs. He took me to his yacht, which he named after me. It was incredible on the water. We talked for hours. He even taught me how to drive the yacht. We were lying in the sun as it was setting.
I'll always remember the first time his strong hands touched my skin. His fingers were slowly going across my body, feather-like caressing my hands, my back, my legs exploring under my dress. We went below deck in the bedroom. I'll always remember the first time he put his thick cock inside me. He put his head inside me and god I could have cummed right then, it spread me so wide and my pussy gripped it so hard. He slowly put more of it inside me until no more would fit and it started to hurt a little. He thrust in and out, again and again. He pulled out abruptly and propped me up on the edge of the bed and started coming at me from the front. He was such a man...so big and muscular all around, I thought that no guy in the world could be so sexually powerful. He put it inside me again and I almost came. It looked so nice as it went deeper and deeper inside of me and made so much noise from the friction. He started to rub my clit with his hand while he thrusted harder and faster inside me. He made me feel things I'd never felt before. I felt so good it was almost scary. I'd never felt such a high.
It was so late when I got home. I couldn't think clearly about anything. I didn't bother explaining anything to Philip. I said I didn't call because my phone broke and I needed a new one. He asked nothing else. I felt so guilty and sorry and angry at myself. My feelings were mixed and I was confused. I immediately went to bed and passed out. Tomorrow I spent preparing everything for the wedding, trying to keep myself busy and sorting things out in my head. On Monday, I called Daniel and told him I wanted to talk. I wanted to hear his thoughts about all this. He picked me up and we went to his place. We didn't get the chance to talk much. This time everything was more gently and tender, but just as mind blowing as before. He said he wanted to let me think about everything and he didn't want to pressure me in any way. He added that if I decide to stay with Philip, he wouldn't be able to come to the wedding, or see me ever again.
I came home and Philip was there. He wanted to surprise me and he took a week off just to be with me and help with the wedding preparations. He didn't ask where I was, so I assumed he thought I was on a dress rehearsal or something like that. We spent the whole week together. We were busy, but my thoughts would often wander to Daniel. I missed being with him so much. On Sunday, while I was having sex with Philip I whispered Daniel's name. Philip froze. Apparently, this wasn't the first time I said his name. I was talking in my sleep a few times before. Then he just stood up, took his clothes and walked out. I couldn't make myself go after him. I couldn't make myself look him in the eyes.
In the morning, before work, he came to me and said he would leave if it makes me happy. And if I want him to stay, he will, but only if I never see Daniel or speak of him again. He said he loves me and he will do anything to make me happy. I ran in the bathroom and started crying uncontrollably. I was so confused and sorry about everything. I knew what I needed to do, but I just couldn't. I love Daniel and I always will. I could have walked away if he didn't want me, but with his desire for me and me wanting him so badly it's terrible. I was torn apart. I couldn't do what needed to be done. How could I let this happen? Now when I was supposed to get married.
Philip was at work, so I called Daniel over. I was hoping I would be able to explain everything and tell him I'm disappearing from his life. When he came and saw me all tearful, suffering and pain spread through his face. He hugged me and started comforting me and I couldn't say a word. He was full of understanding and quietly said I was never gonna see him again. As those words came out his mouth I felt like part of me was ripped out. I was in physical pain. Everything hurt. I hugged him strongly and wouldn't let go. I told him: "Don't you dare leave me! I forbid you to leave!" He was surprised with my decision, but he was relieved:" Don't worry. I'm there. I'll never leave you again." With these words I managed to calm down and I fell asleep in his arms.
I woke up in my bed. Daniel already left and Philip was there. I gathered my strength and told him I can't leave Daniel and that I don't wanna torture him anymore. "If you want to leave, you can and I would understand. I really want you to be happy." He was desperate. He wasn't expecting that at all. "I love you. I can't just go away never to return. I knew you didn't love me like I did, but I was hoping there was a chance, that in time perhaps that would change..." His voice broke. "You will find a beautiful girl some day. Better than me. Someone who deserves you and who will love you with all her heart." He kissed me for the last time and went away. I never saw him again."
