The Costume Party II

STORY EDITED BY ALESSANDRO_ALEX I lay in bed all night long trying to figure out this feeling that I had in my stomach. Something was bothering me, but I could not for the life of me make out what it was. Had I done something wrong? Normally when I do something wrong and I feel guilty about it, I get sick to my stomach. Could it be that I secretly went to a party that I was not allowed to be at and slept with some strange man? My mind then wandered to the masked man who had taken my innocence. Okay, so I was not a virgin, but this man had taken something from me. He had stepped into my world of being that good little girl that I had always been, to making me this naughty creature and I desperately wanted more of it. I knew that was impossible however, being as I had no idea who this man was or how to track him down. ?Ashley,? my mother?s voice pushed through my door and startled me out of my thoughts. ?I am getting ready to do laundry, would you like for me to do your laundry as well?? My mother was someone who was always trying to please other people. I was capable of doing my own laundry but she was always offering to do my laundry, among other things for me. If I asked my mom to clean my room, do all of my chores or even do my homework, I think just to please me, she would do it all. I would never have the heart to do those things to her though, she was a wonderful woman and the last thing I wanted to do was hurt her, or take advantage of her. Getting up from my bed I walked over the to door and swung it open. My mother stood on the other side, a big smile plastered across her face and a laundry basket in hand. I swore at times that I was not related to this woman who got excited about doing laundry. If it were not for the fact that we looked exactly alike, I would have asked if I was adopted years ago. ?I?m good mom,? I said as I stepped out into the hallway. I figured since she was doing laundry, she would need some company to save her from the madness. Plus, I liked spending time with my mother. We didn?t get to do it very often anymore, so I had to jump at every chance that I could get. Maybe I could get some much needed advice about my situation. Sure I would not tell her the whole truth, but I would get my point across. ?You sure sweetie?? she asked me, in that kind and loving tone she always had. It made me want to hug her for being so wonderful. I don?t think a girl could ask for a more loving, caring and understanding mother. Even if I could, I think I would always end up choosing the one I already have. ?Yeah, I am sure mom,? I answered her with a smile. ?I don?t have enough clothes to wash yet, but I Yakacık escort would love to hang out and maybe chat.*It has been a while since we have really had a good mother daughter talk.? ?That sounds wonderful sweetie,? my mother said with great excitement in her voice. ?I would really like that. With your father and brothers out fishing for the day, it will really give us a chance to catch up.? __________________ Three hours into laundry and my mother and I are having a great time. We made coffee and my mom had bought a pie the day before, so we picked at that. We talked about her work and how her and dad have been doing and my brothers. I told her about school and things that had been going on in my life and then I decided it was time for some advice. ?Mom,? I asked with a worried tone in my voice. I was afraid that she would get mad or give me advice I did not want to hear. I needed to know what to do though, and my mom was the only person I could think of to go to in this situation. ?I did something kind of stupid.? ?You did, did you?? she asked as she raised one of her eyebrows at me. She gave me a small look of worry but her eyes told me that she was not mad at me yet, but I could definitely sense the concern that was now radiating from her body. ?Well go ahead and tell me, it?s best to get things off your chest , I always say.? I thought for a moment on what I was going to say to her, my eyes wondering around the room. Suddenly my eyes fell upon the giant laundry basket she had been working at and my heart began to race. There, laying on top of the pile of clothes that still needed to be washed , was the costume. It was the very costume that my masked man had been wearing the other night. My heart sank into my stomach and I began to feel a little sick. ?What is that?? I asked my mom pointing to the costume on top of the laundry basket. My mother turned her head to take a look and then turned back to me with a smile. ?Oh, that,? my mother laughed, turning her head back to me. ?That was your fathers costume from the party. He was a three musketeer and my was he handsome.? ?Wow, that?s cool,? I said as my heart began to race so fast I felt like I was going to pass out. How could this be? Had I slept with my father? The world felt as if it was slowing down but I was still going regular speed. ?I need to go lay down mom, I suddenly do not feel very well.? ?Are you okay sweetie?? my mother asked me, this time with true concern. ?Do you need me to do anything for you? I could make you some tea.? ?No it?s fine,? I lied to her, standing up from the chair and heading out of the kitchen. Atalar escort bayan I stopped myself quickly and turned back. ?I?m just going to go lay down, but thank you mom.? __________________ I laid in bed for what felt like hours, thinking things over. Wondering if it could truly be possible that I had slept with my father? A musketeer is a popular costume, there could have been many people there with the same costume. I kept telling myself that over and over, not wanting to admit the possibility. That ? s when it hit me. I looked around the party for him and couldn?t find him. I did not see a million people dressed up as him, I would have noticed that. ?Holy shit,? I said aloud, sitting up quickly in my bed. I had actually slept with my father at that party, and I ... I liked it. I had enjoyed kissing and fucking my own father. How much grosser could this day get? Well, being as I wanted to sleep with this man again, made it a little more then I wanted. ?I don?t want to do it again,? I thought to myself as I crawled out of bed and began to pace around in my room. Why would I want to knowingly sleep with my father? Besides the obvious reasons of his perfect smile, his piercing eyes and his electric touch. Oh my god, I wanted to sleep with my father. I threw myself back down onto my bed and buried my head in my pillow. I had to get the idea of sleeping with my own father out of my head. It was wrong and it was never going to happen again. I could not let myself want to have him, I just couldn?t. However, the only thought racing through my head at th at moment , was how I was going to get him back inside of me. I screamed into my pillow as loud as I could, trying to force myself to stop being so crazy, but it was not working. _________________ I put my costume on from the party the other night. Then looked myself over in the mirror, making sure I did not stand out as who I truly was. By putting on the costume I wanted to try and make myself look less like his daughter and more like the fairy I was pretending to be. In this outfit, I was not Ashley and he was not my father. At least that was what I was going to keep telling myself. I nodded at myself in the mirror, accepting the way that I looked and headed for my bedroom door. I opened it slowly, looking around to make sure that no one was there. Slowly making my way down the stairs, I kept my ears listening for anything that may have meant that I was about to be caught. I could hear my mother switching laundry by the time I got to the bottom of the stairs. I reached for my keys and ran out the door. I pulled a note Escort Kadıköy from my bra, where I had stuffed it a few moments ago and placed it on the handle of the garbage can, near the side of the house. It gave a place and a time to meet me this evening. I knew that he would find it because it was Sunday and he always took the trash can to the end of the driveway on Sunday. I then got in my car and headed toward my planned destination, I had a little bit of setting up to do. _______________ I looked down at my watch and sighed. It was fifteen minutes passed the time I had asked him to meet me here. I figured that my mother had found a way to keep him home. He would not be able to leave if he did not have a good enough excuse. I figured this plan was a bust and I began to head toward my car. Right as I was about to walk away from the gazebo in the park I was standing at, I saw my fathers Red SUV pull into the lot. My car was down around the corner, so he would not know it was me. I crawled back up onto the ledge of the gazebo and I waited, as a smile started to form across my face. My plan was falling into place after all and I was overly excited about it. Not only was I going to get to sleep with him again, but he was not going to know that it was me. In my opinion that was the makings of a great idea. But my idea turned out to not be as great as I had planned. Walking toward me from across the park was not my father, but Logan, my oldest brother. I had not taken into consideration what would happen if someone besides my father had gotten that note. What was I going to say? How was I supposed to explain myself? I felt like running, trying not to face the situation, but this was my mess and I was going to clean it up. ?Hey,? my brother?s voice echoed across the park and over to me. I smiled over at him, though it was forced and I wanted nothing more then to cry at this moment. ?Hey,? I said back with a shaky voice, unsure if I should speak or not. My father did not seem to recognize me by my voice, but what was to stop Logan from doing so? He could have very well known who I was by the way that I sounded. He had grown up listening to me constantly talking, he had to have picked up on how it sounded, though I would have thought that about my father as well. ?I?m not who you were expecting,? he said as he stepped in front of me. ?But I found your little note that you left for my father and I thought that I would step in. I don?t know who you are, and I don?t care really, but you need to stay away from my dad. My mother is a great woman and she does not deserve what both of you are going to put her through , when she finds out what ? s going on.? ?It?s not like that,? I said defensively, ?nothing happened between us really. I just met him the other night and I wanted to be able to see him again. It was nothing against your mother.? I thought about my mother. The way that she smiles and the sound of her laugh.