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motor running back then. It was Jack who always made me wet between the thighs, but I’d just assumed until now that it was just those teenage hormones at play back then - a schoolgirl crush, if you will. Jack dominated my thoughts, and I would pretend it was really him fucking me instead of whatever guy from school I was fucking at the time. I was able to cum a lot harder with Jack in my head, both with the mindless sex and during my solo sessions. Hell, just about every chance I was alone as a teenager I was masturbating to Jack, imagining him fucking me every which way my body would bend.
    Now here he sat in front of me, both of us three years older than the last time we had seen each other, and I knew it wasn’t only a crush anymore. Jack’s smoldering good looks sent a familiar warmth straight through my core. I was of age now, but he still lit that same fire deep inside of me that made it feel as if no time had passed at all. I wanted him more than ever, and I needed to feel his hot cock burning inside of me. No more getting myself off to the fantasy of Jack. This time there was nothing standing in my way. Knowing Jack the way I had all my life, I guessed that he would be putty in my hands, as long as he didn’t let the fact that I was his best friend’s daughter stop him. I decided it was time to turn up the heat and let Jack know just how hot he made me. My thighs quivered in anticipation.
    “Kara? You in there?”
    I blinked back to reality, flushed, and wondered if he was able to see my erect nipples poking through my thin sweater in the muted light. Damn, he’d only been in town for a few hours and already he was under my skin.
    “Hey. Yeah, sorry.” I smiled.
    But Jack didn’t seem to mind. He was staring at me intently, his head cocked to one side and a sort-of smirk playing on his lips.
    Oh God, had he noticed my titty hard-on? Hmm. Judging by the way he’d been looking at me, I had to bet that he did. Maybe this was my chance to warm Jack up sooner rather than later.
    “Do you like what you see, Jack?” I asked coyly.
    It was his turn to flush, falling speechless for several seconds as he struggled for his response.
    “Kara, you have certainly grown into a very beautiful girl, and I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t noticed, but…”
    “But what, Jack?”
    “But you’re Stephen’s daughter, and…”
    Dammit. How did I know this would be his issue?
    “I’m an adult now. Dad doesn’t have much say anymore, does he?”
    “Kara, he’s still my best friend, and, as much as I hate to admit it, I’m old enough to be your father. Hell, I practically was your father most of the time back then.”
    “So?”
    Jack sighed and looked defeated.
    The intoxicating atmosphere had given me the balls to push my limits, to see how far I could go with Jack, observe his reaction to my flirting. He needed some work, but based on the flicker I caught behind his eyes, I gave myself a silent high-five for making him squirm. If I had to wager a guess, I would say there was a bulge forming in his jeans underneath the table right about now as well.
    “What do you say we get out of here? Are you up for a little nightlife? The company I work for is hosting their annual Christmas shindig downtown tonight. I have to make an appearance.”
    “Kara, it’s been a long day…”
    Goddamn, this man was stubborn.
    “Jack, please? You’re only in town until New Year’s, and I’m sure with Christmas being next week, Dad will, like you said, monopolize your time. This will probably be our only real chance to catch up.”
    I was playing with fire and we both knew it. The ball was in Jack’s court now. If he agreed to go, then he knew what he was up against. I sucked in my breath and waited for what seemed like forever for his response.
    “All right.”
    “You’ll go?!” I tried not to sound too excited.
    “Yes. Just promise me you’re not going to get us into trouble here.” He smiled as he said it, but there was