Mary and I have been friends since kindergarten. And this past weekend she got married and I was her maid of honor. Of course, if she knew what I had been doing she might have gotten upset.
So Mary and I met in kindergarten. And I met her dad that spring when I first slept over at her house. He was a nice guy, and just a typical dad. She and I are only children, so we have always been as close as sisters. In seventh grade, though, her mom left her dad. It was hard on him, but he bounced back after a couple years.
In high school, Mary told me that she occasionally heard him having sex with women he would be dating. It was then that I started looking at him differently. He was mid 40’s then. A little gray in the temples, but good looking. He obviously took care of himself.
I didn’t mean for it to happen, but he actually began to creep into my fantasies. I would masturbate at night, and I began to imagine him taking me and doing all sorts of things to me. And he eventually became my go to fantasy.