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CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
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My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
“I know you too well,” she said, trying to sound triumphant. But there was something behind the tone in her voice that told me she was sad for some reason.“What do you usually watch, then? Don’t tell me you’re one of those people who hates porn, because I don’t believe that for a second.”“Of course not,” she giggled, and blushed.“I watch movies and sometimes DIY videos on YouTube about how to upcycle old clothes and furniture.”“Hah. Interesting.”I honestly had no idea she was the creative type. She always seemed so superficial. The topics didn’t interest me at all, but still...“What kind of movies do you like?”“You know, the usual girlie stuff. Romcoms and musicals.”I groaned. Of course she did. I already knew she had a pink bedspread with a flower-patterned throw, and a ton of fluffy pillows.“And you? Let me guess; action and thrillers?”“Well... Close. Thrillers and horror movies. And I like documentaries.”“God, those are so lame,” she huffed, and I laughed. I didn’t know
My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
Well... I was wrong.“Wanna watch a movie?”The question was so casual that it should’ve made me yawn, yet my body filled with sudden nervousness instead.“Uhm...”“I want to see the newest ‘Blair Witch Project’.”“It sucks,” I mumbled, after swallowing my food.“The first one is much better.”“Oh. You’ve seen them?”She seemed disappointed when I nodded.“Bree’s witch project is much scarier,” I joked, and she failed when she tried not to laugh.“You’re awful.”“Thanks. I’m trying my best.”She gave me a glance that gave me a feeling I struggled to define. Luckily, she continued like nothing before it got weird.“I was hoping it was a good follow up to the first movie. I loved that they made it part horror, part documentary. It was interesting.”Then she giggled adorably.“And scary enough to turn me into a giant wuss for the rest of that day.”I took a sip of lemon water, before I scooped up the rest of the delicious meal and stuffed my face full.“Really?” I chuckled and managed to
My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
“You’re comparing him to me?” I asked gruffly. I felt confused.“You shouldn’t do...”“I know, but I do!” she cut in.“I try not to, but ever since...”“Nothing happened,” I said, but she shook her head and kept our eyes locked.“It did! And I can’t stop thinking about it, Joe! I can’t stop remembering how it felt and how good you made me feel. I can’t...”I hated myself. I had fucked up again. Majorly. And like usual it was always the ones around me that had to pay the price, because I didn’t give a shit. I didn’t care about anything. Until now. Now I suddenly cared a lot.“All the things you whispered... Did you mean any of it?”Yes, you did. But you can’t tell her that. She has to move on with her life and let everything return to the way it was before. She will have a happy marriage with my son, and they would have kids and she would be the best mother...“Did you mean it?!” she yelled, and I snapped back from a second long daydream where I envisioned her smiling and gorgeous, wit
My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
Jake and Catherine said their yes’s and gave each other their rings, and I rolled my eyes when the pretend minister was shedding more tears than Bree’s sister, who was known to be an ugly crier. She bawled over everything, good or bad, and could sit in someone’s funeral and cry on behalf of her aunt’s uncle’s dead dog that died two years ago, plus all the others she’d been to in funerals between that. It was ridiculous.Then it was time for dinner, and I could finally admire all the hard work Catherine had done to make this day magnificent. She really had a good taste in colors, and the decorations and flowers were not over the top like they often were in other weddings I’d been to, nor were they too few or minimalistic. And both the food and later also the music was the perfect cherry on top.“Ahh. The fuck up fairy has visited us again.”Of course. I recognized that voice immediately, and almost retched as a spontaneous reaction.“Bree. Did someone leave your cage open again?”“Haha
My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
“A real, drenched and tight pussy, wrapped around my cock.”I didn’t really care how she looked, as long as I managed to make her scream. If she annoyed me either visually or verbally, I could just use the gag and the blindfold, or maybe even the mask. That made it easier to pretend it was someone else. Someone in particular. Someone who I spent most of my days trying to forget.Yes, BDSM was a savior. As long as I was the one in charge of the ropes, of course.“Gray? Wanna hang out for a beer?”I heard him chuckle at the other end of the line, and I glared at my phone.“You finally crawled out of hibernation?”“What’s so funny?” I grumbled.“Nothing. Just that I’d never thought you’d last a whole week without mounting someone.”“It’s actually been longer than that.”Then I frowned when didn’t remember exactly when I had sex. I only remembered the kiss.“Since sometimes before the wedding,” I mumbled, and Gray hummed knowingly.“You know, I’m actually impressed. She has a good grip on
My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
“What about you, Joe? Do you have any plans?”I was pulled back to reality by Quentin’s question, and realized that they weren’t talking about work projects anymore.“Hm?”“For Christmas. It’s tomorrow, remember? Are you going anywhere?”“Oh. Yeah, the usual. Chase down witches and tie her to the Christmas tree, then burn it all on the fire and eat marshmallows shaped like tiny snowmen. Nothing much. Oh, and yes, I’m talking about Bree.”Gray chuckled and Q blew air so hard through his pursed lips that he almost whistled. They knew me. They knew I didn’t celebrate Christmas. It was a crap time of year anyway.“You don’t always have to make fun out of it, you know. Christmas is family time, and...”“I know that shit,” I interrupted. I knew Quentin’s usual lecture about how wonderful Christmas could be if only I had someone to celebrate with. And I also knew Gray’s upcoming question:“You can celebrate with us, if you want? Yvette’s parents and her little brother are coming over, but I’
My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
“You’re getting old,” I mumbled to myself, after staring at my own reflection in a window. No decoration or Christmas song seemed to be able to lift my gloomy mood, which seemed to grow stronger the closer I got to my apartment. My empty apartment. The place that had always been my castle of solitude and a much-needed place to hide from the world. Now it was just... Empty.Maybe I should continue going to therapy after all. Only this time as treatment for depression.The stairs had never felt steeper than when I walked up the three floors to my apartment, but I didn’t want to take the elevator because it went too fast for my liking. At least on the days it was working. I wanted to prolong the time it took to get to my door. Or, if I was completely honest, I didn’t really want to go home at all. And I was just about to turn and head out again, when I heard sounds I thought I recognized.Nah, that couldn’t be.“...you idiot! That was all the sugar that was left. You better get your ass
My daughter in-law CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
“Am I making you nervous, Bambi?”I didn’t do it on purpose, but my voice was low and husky as if I was afraid someone would hear, even though I knew we were alone.“No,” she stuttered, but I could see it in her eyes and on the vein in her throat. Her heart was racing.“Liar,” I whispered into her ear, when I came close enough.“Why did you come here?”“To... Celebrate Christmas?” she said and swallowed again. I could see the tip of her tongue sweep across her lower lip, and I cursed at all the impure thoughts that were flooding my mind. This was bad. All the hours of therapy suddenly seemed completely worthless now that I was back to balancing on the sword of temptation.“I ask again...”I was now standing right behind her and was literally breathing down her neck, and the proximity made her shudder. She barely dared to move, and her hand was hanging useless over the bowl.“Why did you come, Bambi?”God, how I wanted to lean in and kiss her neck!“Because... I...”Her voice drifted o
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