Sinful Cravings

Working at the same company as my stepdad was like living in hell, as he constantly made my life miserable. I could vividly recall how his hatred began.

Two years ago, my mom had gone on a vacation with my stepdad, Edward, leaving me all alone at home during my ovulation period.

With a strong urge to have sex, I began to pleasure myself. Unfortunately, my stepdad walked in on me. It turned out he had left my mom at the vacation house and come home early because he had business meetings planned.

Although I won't deny the fact that I felt embarrassed that day, I was also unsettled by the thought of being seen. It was confusing for me because my stepdad was in his midforties. He had black crewcut hair, sapphire blue eyes, and plump lips that were strangely captivating. He was tall, about 6'1, while I was 5'4, so whenever I stood before him, I always seemed so small. Edward also had long lashes and thick brows, which often made me wonder about him in ways I didn't fully understand.

From that day, the little relationship I had with my stepdad suddenly disappeared into thin air.

"Clara, go and get the contract files needed for the construction project in my store," Edward's voice suddenly called out.

I let out a loud sigh, nodded my head, and decided to do as he had instructed. Besides, I was his secretary, someone he had now reduced to a mere messenger.

After getting the document files, I handed them over to him and continued my day as usual.

When it was a few minutes past 5 p.m., I rose from my seat, grabbed my bag, and decided to clock off from work.

"Umm, I'm done for the day," I mumbled, staring at my stepdad, whose gaze was fixed on his laptop.

He nodded his head. "Your mom said she has been trying to reach your line, but it's not connecting, so she asked me to inform you that she won't be home tonight as she's attending her friend's bridal shower, and I'll be dropping her off, and l'll also attend the bachelor party." Edward explained. "Also, pick that file on my desk and give it to the finance department manager."

I nodded, picked up the file, and stepped out of the office. I boarded a cab, which took me to my parents' house. After paying the fare, I stepped inside and let out a loud sigh.

"My stepdad is such a jerk!" I declared out loud through gritted teeth as I opened my handbag, pulled out headphones, and began listening to music while making my way to the kitchen.

There, I began to prepare noodles, and while it was still on the fire, I scrolled through the videos I had hidden on my phone, and one caught my attention. It was a masturbating video I had taken in my bedroom.

As I watched the video, the sound played through my headphones, and it was so loud that I began to feel hot.

I continued cooking the noodles until they were ready, and after I had eaten, I began to do the dishes while imagining how it would feel to pleasure myself wherever I want because since my stepdad and my mom wouldn't be around, there would be no reason for me to hold back my voice, I thought, the idea alone making me tense with anticipation.

But then, I felt someone's hands on my headphones, and just before I could turn around, the person yanked them off my ears.

"What the he..."

I allowed my words to trail off because the moment I turned around, I was stunned to see that it was my stepdad, and he had a frown on his face. "Didn't you hear me calling you?" he inquired, and I found myself shaking my head.

I didn't hear my stepdad calling out to me, and in fact, the volume of my headphones was so loud that it made me disassociate from everything around me. Speaking of the headphones, as I lowered my gaze toward my stepdad's hand, I could hear the soundtrack of what I had been listening to. The sound was faint but still audible enough for anyone to recognize.

"Edward, can you please give me my headphones?" I inquired, still maintaining my gaze on them in his grip as I slowly reached out.

"What the hell were you listening to that you couldn't even hear me when I called?" he questioned before swiftly placing the headphones over his ears. It happened so suddenly that I was unable to stop him.

Then what followed was complete silence as his eyes widened, almost as if he had seen a ghost, or heard something shocking.

I stretched forward, grabbed the headphones from him, and shot him a glare. "Don't fucking touch my property, and why are you even back home? You told me you were going out with Mom, so what the hell?" I snarled, trying to shift the attention away from what he had just heard.

Edward scoffed, clearly not backing down. "Is this what you always listen to when your mother and I aren't home?" he asked, tilting his head slightly.

I shrugged and rolled my eyes. "And what business is it of yours? At least I'm not harming my body," I seethed. "Also, I won't ask again. Why are you here?"

"Well, I told you to give a document to the finance department manager, and I was told you didn't," he stated, and instantly I remembered that I had left the document on my desk and forgotten to deliver it.

I sighed, staring at the floor in frustration while turning off my headphones.

"By the way," Edward began again, "why are you doing more harm than good to your body? If you want to have sex, then go for the real thing and not..."

Before he could finish, I quickly cut him off. "Since I don't have a boyfriend, do you plan on fucking me so I won't harm myself?" I snapped, lifting my gaze to meet his as my voice rose in anger. I had had enough of him always trying to belittle me.

Without hesitation, he replied calmly, "Yes." He said it boldly. "I want to fuck you instead."

He stared deep into my eyes, and in that instant, my knees nearly gave way.