I Won't Call You Daddy Part 1

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Chapter 2

"So, tell me about the new stepdaddy?" Brandy said.

"He is not my daddy," I said. Brandy just laughed. "He is arrogant and gross and hot, very very hot." Brandy's eyes lite up.

"Hot, what do you mean by hot?" I smiled.

"I mean he is only twenty-five years old and has the body of a god." Brandy almost choked on her carrot stick.

"Did you say twenty-five?" She asked. I nodded at her. "Go, Mrs. Walker." She said. I corrected her.

"You mean Mrs. Allan," I said.

"That's it we have to go to your place after school today, I've got to get a look at this hot man of yours." Brandy said.

"He doesn't belong to me." I spit out. She cocked her head at me.

"Why is he gross?" She asked me.

"Promise you won't say anything, but I kind of walked in on him and my mother having sex," I said. Brandy's mouth fell open.

"Oh my god, did they see you?" She said.

"No, well he did, but then he made this gross comment about it the next day. It totally ruined me thinking he was hot." Brandy laughed.

"We are so going to your house after school today. I've got to see this hunk." She said. I just shook my head at her. After school, we jumped into my car and headed back to my house. I didn't have to be to work for two hours so we decided to hang out at the pool. We pulled up in front of my house. My mother's car was gone, but Spencer's BMW was there.

"We're in luck, it looks like my mother isn't home." Brandy clapped. We got inside and I didn't see Spencer anywhere. We went upstairs and changed into our swimsuits. We grabbed a couple of towels and headed down. We started walking down the stairs when I realized I forgot my phone. "Hey. I'll meet you out there. I forgot to grab my phone." She nodded at me and I turned to go back to my room. I grabbed my phone and ran back down the stairs. I entered the living room.

"I don't think it's a good idea for you to be in that suit." I stopped in my tracks and turned to see Spencer sitting on the couch. I looked down at my black and pink bikini.

"What?" I said to him. I had no idea what he meant. He stood up and came closer to me. He started to walk around me and was looking at me up and down.

"I said, I don't think you should be walking around in that suit." He said. I smiled at him in my most sarcastic way.

"Good thing your not my father," I said and started to head outback. Spencer grabbed my wrist.

"I don't like to be defined Page." I snatched my hand away from him. Then I just shook my head. He watched me walk outside. I could feel his eyes on me, but I just kept walking.

"Good thing your not in charge of me," I said as I stepped outback.

"So, where's this new stepdaddy of yours?" Brandy asked.

"He's not my daddy," I said. "Besides, he was sitting right there in the living room when you came out," I said. Her eyes bugged out.

"I didn't even see him." She said.

"Well, he is a dick anyway, not worth meeting," I said.

"Who's not worth meeting?" I heard his deep voice say behind me. I watched Brandy's eyes go big and her mouth open wide. I just shook my head. I took a deep breath.

"Brandy this is Spencer, Spencer this is my best friend Brandy," I said, rolling my eyes. She bounced over to my side and Spencer stuck his hand out. She took it and started to giggle. Really? I said to myself. I turned and jumped into the pool. When I resurfaced Spencer and Brandy were still talking. I swam over to the side of the pool. They were both laughing.

"She is a bit of a prude." I heard Brandy say. I splashed at her.

"Stop talking about me." I hollered. They both looked over at me. I eyed them both.

"It was nice meeting you," Spencer said. He turned and walked back inside. Brandy came over to the side of the pool.

"I don't see it." I looked over at her.

"See what?" I said.

"He doesn't seem like a dick to me." She said. "Besides, he is hella hot." Oh my god. I said to myself.

"Let me be the first to tell you, he is a dick and he is not hot," I said, splashing her and swimming away. We swam for a while and then Brandy needed to go. We said our goodbyes, and I decided to call into work. I was just tired. I laid in the lounge chair and try to catch some sun rays before the sun went down completely. I felt the sun go dark and I opened my eyes to see Spencer standing over me. "Can I help you," I said.

"You know you have quite an attitude." He said.

"Really, well if you weren't such a sicko, maybe I wouldn't have an attitude." I snapped at him.

"Well if you weren't being a peeping Tom." He said. I stood up.

"What's that suppose to mean?" I said crossing my arms.

"I saw you." He said. I took a deep breath.

"Whatever, maybe if you weren't fucking her in the dining room. I wouldn't have seen anything." I said. I reached down and grabbed my towel.

"Why did you watch?" He asked me.

"What?" I said.

"You heard me. Why were you watching your mother have sex?" He asked.

"I...I wasn't watching her." I said. He looked at me for a moment. His eyes were smiling. I turned away and went inside. I went up to my room and closed the door behind me. If I didn't know any better I would think he was trying to tempt me. That's crazy, he married my mother. He must love her. All the other ones did. I really wish he wasn't so hot. Ugh, I went into my closet and pulled out a tank top and fluffy PJ bottoms. I grabbed a towel and went to take a shower. My phone went off and I took a look at it. Brent had left me a text.

"Hey beautiful, can I sneak in tonight?"

"Yeah, I'll leave the window open." I hit send.

"Great, I'll see you later tonight." Brent messaged back.

I got excited, I loved it when Brent comes over. Of course, I had to hide him because my mother never let anyone come over unless it was Brandy. I walked down the hall to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was always told I was beautiful, except by my mother of course. She was easier to believe. My hair was jet black and it almost reached my butt. I had overly large blue eyes and a pointy nose. My skin was fair and I burned easily. I was skinny, but I thought a little too skinny. I wasn't happy with my breast. I was almost eighteen and I was already a full c cup. I just kind of thought I was plain. There were so many beautiful women in the world. My mother is one of them. No wonder Spencer was under her spell.

I jumped into the shower and I stood there for a moment letting the hot water fall down my body. After a while, I got out and wrapped the towel around my body. I stood in the mirror and brushed my teeth and then brushed out my hair. I walked out of the bathroom and dropped my body spray. When I bent over to pick it up my towel fell to the floor. Great, I said, as I went to pick it back up. I felt someone standing in the hall and when I looked over, Spencer was standing there. I caught my breath as I realized I was completely naked. I grabbed my towel fast and covered my body. "I'm sorry Page, I was just coming to let you know your mother would be gone all night." I just nodded at him and ran to my room. Oh my god, how embarrassing. I said to myself, as I closed my bedroom door behind me. I leaned back against my bedroom door. Great he saw me naked. This is just wonderful.

I threw my pj's on and all of a sudden I didn't want Brent to come over. I grabbed my phone and sent him a quick text telling him I wasn't feeling well and I just wanted to go to bed. I didn't hear back from him. I crawled into bed and shut the lights off. All my thoughts were filled with Spencer. No matter what I did I couldn't get him off my mind and now he has seen me naked. After a few minutes, I heard a lite tap on my bedroom door. I looked over at the clock. Ugh, I said and crawled out of the bed. I walked over to my door and opened it. Spencer stood there, looking extremely hot. He was wearing nothing but a pair of pajama bottoms that hung low on his waist. I took a deep breath and looked up at his green eyes. "Yes?" I said. He stood there for a moment.

"Look, Page, I'm sorry I've been being kind of a jerk to you. I'm really not such a bad guy." He said. I smiled at him. So far this was the nicest I've seen him. So, I gave him the benefit of the doubt.

"It's okay, I'm used to it," I said, as I opened my door more and took a seat on my bed. He followed me in and sat next to me.

"What does that mean?" He asked me. I smiled to myself.

"Oh, you'll learn," I said. He looked at me with a confused look on his face. I turned to face him. "Obviously, you love my mother or you wouldn't have married her," I said. He just sat there waiting for me to finish. "I'm not going to go into details here, but I promise you'll see soon," I said. I yawned and he smiled at me. He tapped my leg and headed out of my room. He closed the door behind him. I couldn't believe I said anything like that to him. I never get involved with my mother's men. I hoped he wouldn't say anything. I reached over and turned my light off and fell asleep fast. The next morning I woke up to the loud sound of something crashing in the kitchen. I jumped up and ran down the hall to the railing and looked over. I saw Maria on the ground picking up some broken glasses. That's when I heard my mother's voice.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" She hollered. Before I could run down there to help Maria, I felt hands on my waist. I turned to see Spencer standing there with his finger on his lips. Telling me to be quiet. I did and we both listened. "Do you like your fucking job? You know how I feel about my things you clumsy woman. Now get this cleaned up before I send you home with no pay for the month." My mother said harshly and I looked at Spencer and just gave him a this is what I mean look. His face told a different story and I could tell he was upset.

"Stay here, you'll hear more," I said as I pulled away from his grip and walked down the steps. For some odd reason, I felt like I could trust him. My mother turned to face me.

"Oh, there's my ray of sunshine now." She said. I just smiled at her and went to get the broom to help clean up. "Maybe I'll just charge this out of you since you weren't here to cook this morning and she broke my plates." She said to me.

"Sure mom, I'll pay you for this," I said and started to sweep up the broken glass.

"You both better hope you didn't wake up my husband or you'll both pay for this." She snapped. I just shook my head and kept cleaning. That's when Spencer came walking down the steps. I glanced at him once and went back to cleaning.

"What's all the noise going on down here?" He said. My mother, playing her part ran over to his arms.

"I'm sorry love, they just had a little accident. Nothing to worry yourself over." She said. I just shook my head and ignored her.

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