The Waiting Game

Disclaimer: all characters within this story are 18+ and everything within this story is consensual. Also, this is my first story that is posted on here. I have these little fantasies in my mind that I like to write out so I thought that I should post it here just in case there are others with the same fantasy as me!

Part one.

My phone kept going off in the middle of class, my professor told me to leave and go outside to deal with it so that way I wasn't disturbing everyone else in the class. I nodded and left, when I answered my phone, it was my best friend Clara, she was texting me non-stop to let me know that she was going home for reading week, and she wanted me to come because it was just going to be her dad home as her mom had a business trip to go to. She had already planned everything saying that we'd be going to many different parties, and she was even contemplating if she should throw her own.

When I read this, I blushed a little bit, I was always attracted to Clara's father since I knew her in high school, whenever I would go over to her house, I always had a tendency of teasing him, or at least I thought I was. My bad thoughts got to me and all I heard was "Maybe this is your chance." I got rid of those thoughts, and I was about to respond she called me screaming with excitement, "Jess aren't you excited?"

"I am, but I have to go pack all of my stuff and that might take me forever, I'm in the middle of class." I said back.

"Make up an excuse, and leave!" she giggled and so did I, I went back into the classroom and told my professor that I had to leave due to a personal matter and packed up all my stuff and left.

As I was walking out of the building, I saw Clara not too far from me and she came running towards me. She grabbed my arm, and we started walking towards my dorm room. I unlocked the door, and she ran towards my bed and laid on it while I packed for the weekend. Every outfit option I gave to her, she declined and told me I needed something sluttier

I laughed "Clara, I need clothes to lounge around in too. Plus, I can't be dressed like this in front of your dad."

She rolled her eyes, "I doubt he would care, he's so far up my mom's ass that he's practically blind to other girls"

We both laughed and made jokes for a while and before I knew it, I was done packing and Clara was ready to go. We made our way to her car, and we started singing all our favourite songs as Clara drove. We stopped a few times and before we knew it, we were at her house.

It was huge, her parents were wealthy considering they were both within the business industry, one thing that I liked was that they never showed off to other people how rich they were. As soon as we pulled into the driveway, her dad opened the door and I felt myself getting drenched as soon as I looked at him. He was tall with dark brown curly hair, his eyes were a lovely shade of green, he was muscular and looked as if he could pin me against the wall with zero effort.

We got out of the car and Clara ran to him and hugged him. I got my stuff out of the car and walked towards him, I couldn't look at him in his eyes or else I'd start to blush. "Hello Jessica." He said, his voice was deep, and it made me feel like I could melt right in front of him.

"Hi Mr. Knowles, thanks for letting me stay here for the week." I looked up and smiled at him and he smiled back and gave me a wink. I felt my face heating up, so I looked down quickly.

"Here, let me help you with your bags." He said and then took them from my hands, I felt his hand brush mine and I couldn't help but blush harder. I walked into the house and Clara showed me the room I'd be staying in. It was a big room, the size of a master bedroom, but then again, this was a normal size in this house. The windows were huge and there was a balcony as well. When I walked out onto the balcony there was a chair that looked really comfy and a little table. I thought to myself that this would be perfect for reading. The view was perfect too. I walked back into the room and saw Clara sitting on the bed.

"My dad picked this room for you, he said that you would like it." When she said that I was surprised, I asked why, and she shrugged. "Something about the view being nice for reading." She then made a few jokes before leaving.

Just as I was about to walk out the room I bumped into Mr. Knowles. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." I said quietly.

"That's fine, I was actually just about to come check on you to see if you liked your room." He said back.

I nodded, "Clara told me you picked this room for me. Thank you, I really do like the view, and it is perfect for reading."

"You're welcome. When you're all settled in, I made some snacks downstairs if you want any." He said before turning and leaving.

I couldn't help it, I walked right back into the room, locked the door, and laid on the bed. I pulled my dress up, and I slid my panties off. I spread my legs and let my fingers start to explore. I could feel my wetness dripping down, I pushed my finger in between my lips, and I was slightly shocked in how wet I truly was. I moved my finger up until it reached my clit, and I began to rub it. I was moaning into my palm because I knew that I was being a bit loud, all I could think about was Mr. Knowles, his voice, his eyes, the way he winked at me, the way he touched my hand as he took my bags from me, and his scent. It felt like an explosion as I came, and just as I did, I couldn't help but mutter out daddy.

I collected myself and my thoughts and I couldn't believe that I just did that. I went into the bathroom that was conveniently in my room and I washed my hands.

I saw my panties on the floor and giggled silently to myself as I decided not to wear them anymore. I unlocked the door and went downstairs.

I walked into the kitchen where I saw Clara, she was on the phone while eating some strawberries and whipped cream, I took a few and went to go sit down on the couch and I began to eat them. When Clara got off the phone she came and sat beside me, just by the look on her face I knew something was up. She might tell me she has to cancel on our first party or to meet her there

"What is it?" I asked her.

"So... Jake was wondering if he could take me out tonight and I told him I'd let him know. I know we have all these plans including a party tonight, but I was wondering if I could meet you there?" she said quickly, and I laughed.

"I knew it! I knew you were going to do something like this." I laughed even more but then collected myself, "it's fine, you can go. I would like to read on the balcony before having a week of being drunk or hungover." She squealed and hugged me before telling her dad that she was going out with Jake for the night.

Mr. Knowles sat on the couch opposite and turned the tv on, I scrolled through my phone while eating my strawberries with whipped cream. The silence was quite loud in the house it almost felt tense. Thankfully Clara came down in a dress and said she was leaving. She told me she'd text me if she needed anything or if she changed her mind and wanted to go to a party instead. I told her okay and off she went. I put my phone down and when I looked up, I saw Mr. Knowles looking at me.

"Is everything okay?" I asked

"You have a bit of whipped cream on your chin." He said with a chuckle, I tried to wipe it away, but I wasn't getting it, "here, I got it." He said then got up, grabbed a napkin, and leaned 1in front of me wiping my face.

"Thank you." I said with a struggle, the words almost couldn't come out of me.

He let out another chuckle and then sat back down but this time he was closer to me. He was flipping through channels when I saw the movie "Princess and the Frog" come on, I asked if we could watch it and he said okay. I was laughing during some parts of it and every so often I would catch Mr. Knowles staring at me.

"Do I have more whipped cream on me?" I asked with a giggle. To my surprise, I did. He came over and took his thumb, wiped it off and then licked it off. I had to clench my thighs together because I could feel myself getting wet.

"Can I ask you a question?" he asked, I nodded, "why are you so shy around me?" I couldn't answer, I just shrugged. "Is it because I'm scary to you?" he asked, and I laughed.

"No, you're not scary." I said, "I just feel a bit shy, that's all."

He nodded and sat back down in his spot. I excused myself and went back into my room and decided a shower was in need.

I took off my dress and got into the hot shower. In the back of my head, I could hear him ask that question repeatedly. I got out and decided that I wanted to feel sexy, so I put on lingerie, it was a white lace teddy and then put on a robe. I grabbed my book and sat on the balcony, and I began to read.

Before I knew it, the sun was setting, and it was getting a bit colder. I went back inside, and I heard a knock on the door, when I opened it, Mr. Knowles was standing there.

"I ordered dinner, I didn't know if I should bring it up or if you wanted to eat with me." He spoke.

"I'll eat with you; I should probably put some clothes on though." He looked at me and realized I was only in a robe, apologized and went downstairs quickly. I put on a dress and combed my hair; I went downstairs to see him with two wine glasses set out on the table. When he saw me, he asked which I preferred, red, or white. I said white and sat down as he began to pour it in the glass. He sat down after pouring himself a glass of red wine and we began to eat. He ordered Italian food, in which I had ravioli with prawns and butternut squash, it was so good I felt as if I could eat this for eternity. I made a little moan when I first put it in my mouth, and he laughed at me.

When dinner was done, we moved to the couch and continued to drink wine and we started talking about a lot of things, I told him about my schooling life and he talked to me about work and something personal, which was the fact that him and his wife weren't doing so well. I was shocked because according to Clara, she said they were doing great and that he was so far up her mom's ass.

We were both on our third glass of wine, and I couldn't lie, I was feeling it. I got a text from Clara telling me that she's spending the night at Jakes, I texted her back okay.

As I hit send, and I put my phone away, I felt something wet on my chest. I looked down and saw red wine on my dress.

"I'm so sorry Jessica." Mr. Knowles said before grabbing a cloth and hurrying towards me to clean up the spilt wine.

"It's okay." I said and giggled a little bit. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan as he touched my chest, I could feel my nipples get harder, I looked up at him and he stopped.

"Uh, I think it would be better if you took your dress off and put it to wash." He spoke. I nodded and asked if he could untie the back. I got up and turned around, I could feel his breath on the back of my neck and his fingers on my back. When he was done, I turned around and slowly let the dress fall until my waist, exposing my lingerie underneath.

"I'll go upstairs now." I said with a grin. As I turned around, I felt his hand reach the back of my neck and he turned me around. I was facing him, and he pulled me closer to his face.

"I think you're going to stay right here." He said with a growl. He moved my hands and let my dress fall off completely. "Since you were younger you always used to tease me, I've been waiting for this moment for the longest time." He said in my ear. His hand was still around my neck, and he pulled me in for a kiss. It was a rough kiss, but it made my legs get weak. I couldn't help but moan out as he was doing this. I felt a grin on his face as he pulled away.

"You're moaning now princess, but not for long, soon you'll be begging." He said into my ear before taking my upstairs into my room. "You know why I picked this bedroom to give to you?" he asked, I shook my head. "Use your words, princess." He demanded.

"No, I don't" I said. He then took me to lay on the bed and told me that he would show me why. The headboard lifted and it exposed two metal rings, I looked at him shocked and he laughed.

"That's right. Someone is in for a nice surprise." He grabbed my arms and tied them to the headboard, and he did the same to my legs. I was spread out and unable to move. I tried to pull on the restraints, but it did nothing.

"The more you resist, the bigger and longer your punishment will be." He said before walking out of the room.

It felt like forever until he came back, he had toys in his hand, and he was shirtless. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter. I looked up at him and said, "Please touch me." He only shook his head.

"That's not how you ask for things princess." He said.

"Please touch me, sir." I whispered out.

"Close, but not right. I'll give you one more chance." He said with a chuckle.

"Please touch me, daddy." I said.

He put his hand on my thigh and began to caress it. "Good job princess. But you don't get your wish so soon." He said, "we're going to play the waiting game. I want to see how long you last being edged." I looked at him with shock in my eyes.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You'll see." He said before sliding my lingerie to the side and placing a toy inside of me, I felt it deep inside of me which caused me to gasp, I wished it was him and not some toy, he turned it on and I felt the toy vibrate both inside of me and on my clit, I knew I wouldn't be able to last long. I could feel myself coming close to an orgasm, I was so turned on I barely lasted a minute. But just as I was about to cum, it shut off.

"We couldn't even last a minute, huh? And that was on the lowest setting too. This device lets me know when you're about to cum and I have the control to keep it on or turn it off." He said and laughed, "you're a little deprived slut, aren't you?" he asked, but I couldn't answer, the words weren't forming. He then raised his voice, "I asked you a question."

"Y-Yes daddy." I managed to say.

"You want more princess?" he asked.

"Yes daddy." I said, and he turned it on and left the room.

I moaned out loud as I felt it become more and more intense. I could feel myself wanting to cum, but he turned it off again and I groaned in defeat. I began to move my hips as much as I could to try and move the toy inside of me, but it did nothing.

He did this to me 15 more times and I couldn't help but scream out in frustration. I began begging and pleading him to turn it on and let me cum, but he didn't do it. Slowly I began to fall asleep from exhaustion, I felt like a tapped out, I knew I wasn't going to cum tonight. I whimpered as I felt it turn back on, on the lowest setting. I heard him walk back into the room and he stopped the vibrator and then pulled it out of me.

"Look at the mess you made princess. You're basically in a puddle of your own wetness. Your pussy must be aching." He said before untying me. I curled myself into fetal position and told him that it was aching.

"Does my little deprived slut want to cum?" he asked.

"Yes please! I really want to cum daddy." I begged.

He got onto the bed and began to kiss my body, I felt him go all the way down until he reached my pussy, he blew on it which caused me to squirm a little bit. He then started to eat me out. To say I was in heaven was an understatement. He licked my clit and began to finger me at the same time I couldn't help but grab his hair and pull him in closer.

"Oh daddy! Please don't stop." I moaned out. I was grinding on his face, and I felt my orgasm build up, it felt like I was going to explode with pleasure. I cried out as I came, and I began to push his face away and pull myself away, but he grabbed onto my hips and pulled me back. He kept licking and fingering me and I was screaming with pleasure. My legs were trembling as he made me cum again. When he stopped, he came up and looked at me with lust in his eyes.

"Do you want daddy inside of you, slut?" he asked.

"Yes daddy!" I said with excitement. He took his pants off and revealed how big he was, he was, I want to say 8 inches, and thick. He positioned himself and slid right in. I gasped in pleasure and felt myself tighten around him, he felt so good inside of me that I didn't want him to stop.

"Is this what you wanted princess? Hmm? Is this what my little slut needed?" he prompted, words couldn't form and all I could manage to get out was "uh huh" and whimpers of pleasure. I looked at him in his eyes and I managed to say, "Daddy, I'm going to cum again." He smiled and kissed me.

"That's a good girl, cum for daddy. I want you to cum on my cock, come on." He encouraged me, and I came for a third time. My back arched and I couldn't help but curse.

"Fuck daddy." He started fucking me harder, and he looked at me and told me that he won't last any longer. I wrapped my legs around him and told him I was on birth control, and I wanted him to cum in me.

"Please fill me with you cum daddy." I begged, he let out a moan and I could feel him cumming inside of me. We were both breathless, I could feel everything leaking out of me but I didn't care. He kissed me and then laid down beside me. My legs were shaking still, and he did everything to comfort me.

"Tell me princess, did you like the waiting game?" he asked.

"Yes daddy, I did." I whispered.

"Good, we have a lot more games to play this week." He said before kissing my forehead and I fell asleep.