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him over with another guy, it’s not like he’s eager to start dating
other women.  He’s probably thinking he’ll never trust another woman in his
life.  So you’re all he has, the only person he trusts to have his best
interests at heart.  You can help him heal.”
     
    Cameron
began to let her guard down.  She should have known better than to hide these
desires from her friend.  Her eyes started to tear up.  “But I’m not sure how
to make it happen.  What if he rejects me?  That would be so awful!”
     
    “So
what if he rejects you?” Tara countered.  “That’s the worst that can happen,
right?  So you’re embarrassed for five minutes.  He’ll still love you.  He’ll
think it was just a lapse in judgment, you had a weak moment; some teenage,
hormonal thing.  Trust me: he’ll act like it never even happened.  Guys always
bury that awkward, emotional stuff way down deep.  So that’s the worst.
     
    “On
the plus side, you know everything there is to know about him, you know he’s
vulnerable, you have no competition, and you live under the same roof.  Shit,
girl, you’ve got everything going for you!  Don’t change anything; just be your
natural, sexy self and be available.  Let him make the first move.  Sex is all
guys ever think about; they’re worse than we are.  Once you’ve planted the
seed, he’ll hand his brain over to his dick, and your work is done.”
     
    “Thanks,
Tara,” she said, hugging her friend.  “I feel way better about it now.”
     
    “Well,
you may feel better, but I’m still horny.  While you’re helping me out with
that, I’ll tell you my plan.”
     
    Cameron
returned home the next day at noon.  Her dad was sitting at his desk in the
office/study.  “Hi, Daddy.  Has it been busy today?”
     
    “Not
bad,” he said.  “A couple of people calling about service, and Mike is having
starter issues again with his truck.  Otherwise, I’ve just been playing on the
computer.  How was your sleepover?”
     
    “We
had fun,” she said, setting her overnight bag on a chair.  She was wearing
white short-shorts and a red T-shirt, and her hair was pulled back in a
ponytail.  She looked younger than her eighteen years.
     
    He
held up an order form.  “If you’re going to be around for a while, you could
take a look at this one call-in’s pool and give her a quote.  She sounded like
she preferred sooner rather than later.”
     
    “Sure,
Dad,” she replied, walking over to where he sat.   She put her hand on his
shoulder.  “Why don’t you make some lunch and head over there, if you want. 
I’ll cover for you.  I just need to get a nap and a shower before the party,
but I’m not leaving till about 7:00.”
     
    “Great. 
I’ll clock you in at noon, then.  And if you get a chance, could you take a
look at the computer?  I don’t know what’s going on with it, but it’s taking
forever to load pages.”
     
    She
leaned in, looking at the screen and he pulled his chair back toward the wall
to give her room.  She clicked the mouse and opened a new tab, checking the
loading speed.  Chris couldn’t help but look her up and down.  Her shorts were
white, and when she bent over, they rode up just below her cheeks.  He leaned
forward a little and breathed in.
     
    “Let
me get in here a little bit,” she said, and stepped over the wheels of his
chair.  Chris pushed the chair to the wall, giving her just enough space to
insulate herself between him and the desk.  She stood directly in front of his
knees, feet planted apart.  He felt his cock throb and tingle as it grew slowly
in his pants.  What I’d give to grab those hips and bend her over the desk!
     
    “Scoot
up a bit, Daddy,” she said, looking over her shoulder.  He inched forward and
she sat down firmly on his crotch, wiggling slightly in his lap.  “Wow, it is
slow.  How long has it been like this?”
     
    He
smelled her skin and hair, and felt the warmth of her