That girl...

[adamzapple]

That girl...

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That girl... Jacob Winslow thought...

I won’t be long, she said. Maybe an hour, she said.

Here it was, three hours later, and she’s still not home. Sighing, he took another look out of the window. Okay, now it was getting dark. Should he worry? Probably, he shouldn’t. But then, maybe he couldn’t help it.

He took another impatient walk through the quiet rooms. This is what happens, he thought, this is what happens when you say you’ll do a favour for a friend.

Sure, I’ll do it. No problem. Be glad to; now it all sounded like famous last words. It’s your own fault, he told himself. You know that. You only have yourself to blame.

Coffee or beer, he thought, finding himself again in the kitchen. Beer. No, coffee. He poured a cup and carried it through to the front of the house and took up his post by the window again.

That girl.. maybe she’s going to be trouble, he thought, now. When he asked himself what kind of trouble he didn’t know; eighteen year old trouble. It was only ten thirty. maybe it wasn’t really so late after all.

She was cute, though, and he thought cute eighteen year olds could probably cause a whole lot of trouble if they were that way inclined.

Well.. He sipped the coffee and waited. Two weeks since he’d moved in, that left, what, six months less two weeks. He didn’t even want to think about it right then.

Maybe he’d say something to her when she came home. Have a word with her. Ground rules. Maybe, Maybe not. He didn’t want to spoil her fun. He decided he’d give it some more thought.

In the meantime he waited and watched the dark street and listened for the front door.

His glance took in the comfortable, but untidy, living room. Was it messy like that when he moved in? He couldn’t remember. Maybe he’d have a word with her about that as well.

Nothing is ever as straightforward as you think it’ll be. Things escalate, he thought. Stuff happens. You knew all of that and you still said you’d do it. Probably you need your head examined.

 

[sweetblueeyedgirl]

Emma swore at her self as she hated the situation. she didn't want to go back. Her father thought of her as a child still.She was eighteen and she could watch her self. she got our her clothes for tonight's party. she was going to have some fun and he was not going to stop her. she smiled as she put on some bright pink skinny jeans and a tank top. she put on her black converse and grabbed her black leather jacket. she put her bright and blue hair into a bun.

Emma walked down the stairs." listen Jacob i am going to a friend and i will be back in a few hours." she put on her best smile and grabbed her car keys and her bag and walked right out of the door. Emma walked to her car and got in. Her dad got Emma. her dream car. A camero ss. That car was her baby. she loved her dad for it and made sure no a scratch on it. she put the key into the ignition and turned up her music and sped out of the drive way.

She sighed and she parked her car in the parking lot along the beach. she was going to make Jacob suffer for agreeing to this. He would see. Emma got out of her car and walked to the party. she grabbed a beer and started dancing with some guy. she was having fun. Emma had a few more drink and shots before she saw it was two in the morning. she stumbled to her car and opened the door. she sat in the driver seat and started chugging water to sober up enough to drive. after another hour she started her car and drove up the house. Emma had no idea what time it was she was well past buzzed and smiled as she walked through the door and stumbled into the house. she didn't see Jacob there and started to walk to the stairs.

 

[adamzapple]

Jacob had sort of known the first time he’d met Emma that things were going to go this way. She’d smiled when she’d met him, said all the right things, but even then he’d sensed another side to her.

The clue was in her eyes, or her body language, maybe in a lot of subtle signs all put together. Either way, he’d suspected she wasn’t quite the angel, Don, her father, had made her out to be.

He’d been sleeping in the armchair when her headlights swept the wall as she parked outside. He could tell by the way she fumbled trying to unlock the front door that she’d been drinking.

He was sitting in the corner of the living room and watched her stumble just a little as she headed for the stairs. At least she came home, he thought. She’s not lying in a ditch somewhere.

“Hey, Emma,” he said. “Wait up.” As he spoke he turned on a table light and smiled. He had a bottle of Jack Daniels ready on the table, a couple of glasses.

“I was just having a nightcap before turning in,” he said. “Care to join me?”

 

[sweetblueeyedgirl]

Emma looked at him when she heard her name and then eyed him cautiously and looked at the bottle a=of jack." you know Jacob i have had quite a few drinks tonight as it is and i don't think i need to be drinking anymore. and the fact you waited till i got home to go to be is just stupid. don;t worry about me i am a big girl been doing this for a while now. i know how to take care of my self."

Emma sat on the couch and put her head in her hands and sighed. she was going to regret this in the morning. suddenly she got up fast and bumped into Jacob and heard glass break as she raced to the bathroom and puked her guts up.

 

[adamzapple]

Jacob caught a glimpse of Emma’s cute ass encased in her skinny pink jeans as she rushed out of the room, then she was gone in a blur of speed, and a moment later he heard the sound of her retching in the bathroom.

He sighed as he slowly followed the sounds upstairs. It wasn’t the nicest sound in the world or the best way for her to end her evening, but she certainly wasn’t the first and definitely wouldn’t be the last.

It was obvious she had issues with him, she probably thought she was proving something going out to get drunk that way. Maybe she resented his being there, if so, he couldn’t do anything about it.

So she had a chip on her shoulder? Unattractive, but not that unusual at her age. A young woman like that, he thought, filling out nicely all over, hormones going a little crazy; he could see how it could happen.

As he reached the top of the stairs he saw the bathroom door was open and took another appraising glance at her ass as she stood half-doubled over the toilet.

What was she wearing under those jeans, he wondered? Maybe nothing; they looked almost painted on the way they clung to her shapely ass cheeks.

Definitely a spanking ass, he thought. Maybe it would come to that one day if she didn’t lose her attitude, but for now he took a fresh towel, wet it at the sink and passed it to her.

“Emma? take this,” he said. “Wipe your face, it’ll cool you down.”

 

[sweetblueeyedgirl]

Emma turned and grabbed the towel and nodded. She looked back at Jacob." why are you helping me. i am making this hell for you. why would you be nice and help me." just as she finished she threw up again. Emma sunk to the floor with her head rested against the toilet and sighed. she was beginning to regret this plan of rebel action. she wiped her face once more. she gave a small smile to Jacob.

Emma got up from the floor." thank you but you didn't have to wait up for me or help me i am a big girl and can do it my self. i am going to bed. your welcome to use the room across from mine."
Emma stalked to her room. she closed the door but left it open slightly and walked to her closet. she started to undress. she was in her bra and thong and walked around the room looking for her booty shorts she slept in and her spaghetti strapped pink top. she put her blue hair in a bun and walked back into the bathroom and brushed her teeth. she smirked out her self and began her nightly routine.

 

[adamzapple]

As he lay in bed that night Jacob wasn’t surprised to find his thoughts turning to Emma. It was pretty obvious she resented his being there, that explained the attitude.

She did have another side, he thought - if you could overlook the act she liked to play - she did actually smile at him in the bathroom a little while ago. That was a first. She ought to smile more often, he thought.

Eighteen years old, still finding herself. Also, a little lost without her daddy. He supposed she had a lot of issues to deal with. He’d wanted to hug her tonight, or spank her; maybe both.

It hadn’t escaped his attention that she’d left her bedroom door open when she’d undressed. At least he’d discovered what she wore under those tight jeans; just a little bitty thong.

That was a deliberate tease on her part, he thought. Kind of like Emma saying, ‘look at me, I want you to look at me, do you think I’m hot?’

Jacob felt his cock thickening under the covers as he thought about the brief show she’d put on for him. Yeah, he thought she was hot. Probably she needed a good fucking, a firm hand, some control in her life. Probably she needed a lot of things.

He wasn’t sure how things would work out between them, but as he fell asleep with his stiff cock making a tent under the covers, he decided he was probably in for an interesting few months.

 

[sweetblueeyedgirl]

Emma smiled knowing Jacob was looking.She finally settled into bed. Emma laying in bed she thought about her dads friend and how handsome he looked. she had never felt the this thing she did with him. she just used boys but this guy was different. she remembered his features and smiled. Emma's dad was gone all the time. Emma din;t know what it was like to be cared for. she always had to do it her self. it kinda scared her to have this man here worried about her. Jacob seemed nice enough. Her thoughts started getting dirty and she wondered if he was good in bed or if he had big pluming

Emma groaned when she heard her alarm clock and turned around. finally she got up out of bed and forgetting her dads friend here. Emma walked out in nothing but her panties and a tank top. she walked into the kitchen and grabbed aspirin and some water. she sighed as the pain seemed to ease. she walked to the fridge and grabbed some eggs and bacon and started cooking. she put some music on and danced a bit while cooking. she went to her purse and grabbed her cigarettes and lit one up.

Emma was dancing and smoking and jumped when she heard a hello and almost threw a hot skillet. she sighed and put the skillet back down and got on the floor and picked up the thrown food and put it in the trashed." holy shit you scared the hell out of me. what's wrong with you. you don't just go sneaking upon people. Emma turned off her music and dished out some breakfast for Jacob.

 

[adamzapple]

It was kind of entertaining to watch Emma dance around the kitchen. Making breakfast? Jacob was pleasantly surprised. He was less pleased to discover that she smoked and he couldn’t help wondering if her daddy knew about her drinking and smoking habits.

With hindsight he probably shouldn’t have said 'Hello’ and startled her the way he did.
“holy shit you scared the hell out of me. what's wrong with you. you don't just go sneaking upon people. “

“Holy shit?” he repeated, “most people just say, ‘Good morning'” He sat down with a smile. “I guess you must be feeling better today, this looks pretty good.”

Apart from some faint dark shadows under her eyes there were no outward signs that Emma was suffering a hangover from her drinking session the night before.

She actually looked pretty cute in the morning sunlight that streamed into the kitchen. Her tank top and skimpy panties were definitely something he thought he could get used to.

 

[sweetblueeyedgirl]

Emma smiled at the remark of her cooking." Yeah I'm so used to getting drunk I hardly feel the hangovers. So what are your plans for today." Emma just sat there looking at Jacob wondering if he had a girlfriend. She looked at his face admiring him. Emma put out her smoke and decided to do some sexy yoga.

Emma grabbed her mat and started some normal poses but the got dirty with them. She smiled."Hey Jacob why don't you come join me. I'm sure we could have fun with this don't you." Emma got into a pose ever she had her legs open wide right in front of him.

 

[adamzapple]

Jacob had thought he’d seen everything but as he started to eat his breakfast Emma got down on the kitchen floor and started to do some yoga exercises.

“Are you coming on to me?” he said. “Do you think that’s sexy? is that why you’re doing it? I mean, just yesterday, you resented my being here and today you’re making breakfast and flashing your cunt at me?”

From where he sat at the kitchen table he could look openly down to where Emma sat contorting herself with her thighs spread wide open. He could see a glimpse of a swollen cunt lip peeking out the side of her panties.

He saw the slutty look she had now in her eyes, the needy come-fuck-me expression that had now miraculously replaced the hostility she’d shown him only yesterday.

“Girl,’ he said, looking away and continuing to eat, “you should know I’ve seen pussy before, I know what it looks like. When you’ve finished getting yourself off you might want to do some housework; the house is kind of a tip, you know?”

 

[sweetblueeyedgirl]

Emma stood up shocked and walked to her room slamming her door. she dressed in her normal attire skinny jeans a band tee and put her hair in a bun and put on her converse. she walked out of her room and picked up the house. Emma was making sure to keep out of Jacobs way. she sighed as her plan to scare him off didn't work. she was in the kitchen doing the dishes and was thinking of a plan to get rid of him. she finished the dishes and walked into the living room." happy your royal highness if there something you prefer for dinner." Emma stood there looking at the jackass who made her feel like a child.

 

[adamzapple]

Jacob smiled inwardly; feisty girl, spirited, he liked that. Her so-tight jeans hugged her in the right places. Right now her face was flushed, anger, humiliation? It was hard to say, maybe both.

“We should talk,” he said, looking up at her attractive face as she stood stiffly beside him. “What do you want from life, do you know? Or maybe, more to the point, what do you want from me?”

The situation is what it is, he told her. They could find a way to get along or his stay there was going to be hard work for the both of them. Personally, he added, he’d prefer it if they got along.

“Right now,” he said, “I’ve a good mind to take you over my knee and give you a good spanking for your attitude. I think you deserve it; if you’re going to behave like a child I don’t mind treating you like one..”

He looked at her a moment longer and wondered what she was thinking, then he added; “Tell you what, go up to your room and think about it. Think about it seriously, I mean. If you come to the conclusion that you probably deserve a spanking, come back down and ask me to give you one... If you don’t reach that conclusion, well, we’ll see what we can work out. Just remember, we’re gonna find a way to get along here one way or another...”

Unfortunately, just at that moment, Jacob had a massive heart attack and died.