Chapter 22 - Jessica

I felt like the worst daughter in the world for wanting my mother gone so bad, but I couldn’t help the relief I felt as I watched her walk through the airport doors. After the promise Ben had made last night, I wanted my mom as far away as possible so he could show me how mind blowing rougher sex could be.

As I pulled out of the drop-off zone, my body sizzled with excitement over what was to come. Eager to share the good news, I picked up my cell phone and called Ben. He picked up on the second ring.

“Hi, Daddy,” I greeted with the pet name he liked so much.

“My sweet baby girl,” the greeting filled my car through the sound system. The happiness in his voice was so clear I could almost see the matching grin that was surely on his face. “How are you feeling this morning?”

I smiled at his concern and, knowing exactly what he meant, I quickly replied, “A bit sore, but happy. Really happy, actually.”

“No regrets?” he asked, his voice low and rough.

Although he couldn’t see me, I shook my head. “None whatsoever. You?”

“No.” Despite the honesty in his reply, there was an underlining uneasiness in his voice. I wondered what that was about for a second, but then he cleared his throat and asked, “Did your mom have anything to say about your happiness? She seemed a bit odd when I went to say goodbye to her.”

His question made my breath catch in my throat. I knew my mother well enough to know that my good mood combined with the early hour and the news of my breakup had raised red flags in her mind. She was no fool, and her parting warning had made it very clear that she was aware of my attraction for Ben. However, Ben’s constant worry about her finding out about us made me question if I should share the loaded conversation we had with him or not.

Decided to keep things as vague as possible, I said, “She didn’t say anything specific about it. Just that I should try to have fun while she’s gone. Mostly, we talked about my breakup with Trey and how I want her to find a nice man to cheat on you with and be happy.”

Real laughs filled the car at my words, and the tension of Ben’s last question seemed to dissipate a bit. “I hope she does,” he admitted once his chuckles died. “Pam deserves happiness as much as we do.” I obviously agreed with him, but before I could voice my agreement he sighed and, in a more serious tone, asked, “But she didn’t mention anything about me or us during your conversation?”

I pulled in a deep breath. As a terrible liar, I knew I didn’t have much choice other than telling Ben the truth. Fear that he would push me away as he had in the past because of her concerns gripped at my insides, but I pushed through them as best as I could.

“We talked about how you and I are friends, and she warned me to be careful. She thinks you’re the kind of friend who could hurt me.”

“Was that all?”

I sighed at the sudden heaviness of our conversation but still replied. “Yes, that was all.”

“Okay,” he whispered. A few seconds of heavy silence followed, and then he asked, “You know I wouldn’t, right? I won’t ever hurt you.”

A smile returned to my lips at his sweet admission.

“That's a shame,” I said. “I was really hoping that you would fulfill your promise when we get back home tonight and hurt me just a little.”

First, there was silence. Then, there were chuckles. And finally, there were roars of laughter coming from the other side of the line. Unable to help myself, I laughed as well, enjoying that Ben and I were finally back to a lighter and more pleasurable topic.

“What have I turned you into, baby girl?” he asked playfully.

“Someone who really likes not being a virgin anymore and wants to try all the things that involve your cock. In fact, I want to actually try your cock like the girl in the porn movie I told you about.”

Ben groaned into the phone. “I’m in the elevator of my office, and you’ve just assured that I won’t get any work done for the second day in a row. You’re gonna kill me one day, Jessica.”

“If that’s true, I’ll make sure you go with a smile on your face.”

He chuckled once more. The sound was mixed with the dinging of the elevator arriving at its destination. Voices echoed around Ben telling me that it was time for us to hang up and focus on our day, so I added, “Have a beautiful day, and I’ll see you at home.”

“Can’t wait, baby,” he said before hanging up.

As the car grew silent again, I drove to campus with anxiety in my veins and only one thought in my mind. Me neither, Daddy.