Daddy novel Chapter 8

Babygirl - Phoebe Clarkson

Daddy - Marco Antonio Clarkson

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Daddy wait outside as I was still on the restroom, cleaning. I washed my face. Hihi, the naughty thing daddy and I did. I took off my thong because it was so wet. I thought of something.

What does it felt like not to wear undies? I giggled. The skirt isn't too short, though if you're right ... there are still things that look inappropriate. After I was done, I came out. Daddy was just there looking at his phone.

I smiled at him and simply put the thong in his pocket without him being aware. He kissed my forehead as he bid his goodbye and telling me that I was such a good girl and deserves for an award. I just wink at him and told him that I'd like to receive an award later.

I sat by the window. When daddy left, there was a student coming. It was Blake Irwin, one of our famous school boy. I dated him for like 2 weeks, not because he was bored but ... he didn't really work either because daddy found out.

He's one of the guys that I dated whom I gave hand jobs to. Blake's want to level up our relationship, but daddy would be upset if he knew that I was dating someone. Blake is handsome, he looks like the one in stories or movies that women enjoy. Handsome, stuck, smart, capable and spiky girl, varsity player and simply fuck boy.

I still remember when we made out of his car, something was about to happen to us.

Blake flashed a smile at me and I smiled as well. "You preceded me again ..." he said before he sat down next to me.

"Well, it's an exam. Copy huh." I'm joking.

Blake laughed. "Yeah, as long as you join me for lunch later." He said. I just laughed at that.

He took something from the bag and accidentally dropped his ballpen. It fell in front of me. He quickly stood up to chase it. When he took the ballpen he looked at me. It was right to blow and I felt cold down there. By the way, I’m not wearing panties.

I went to shut my knee. Fuck. He went to my band, he put his right hand around my chair and the other one to my desk. He crouched so he could look at me eye to eye. He cornered me.

He smirked at me. "My, my ... did you forget to wear something Phebs?" He asked.

I confidently raise my brow at him. I smiled at him. "Don't assume Blake. Don't you know the word see through?" I asked back.

"Hmm," he mocked. He was about to say something when we heard giggling sound approaching the room

He gave me a knowing look and I gave him a bored one. Whooo, that's almost it.

"Gosh, Mr. Clarkson is really handsome," I heard the women giggle at once. I sigh.