Thank you for reading the first chapter of Life Can Be Beautiful

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I lay in bed, awake at 5 am. I’m trying to get my head around everything that’s happened so far. I’ve fucked my boss’ daughter and she’s fast asleep beside me. I turn my head to watch her sleep, she’s very hot. My heart melts looking and Angie, she’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever been with. She’s in my bed, fast asleep, for real. I touch her hair and stroke it a little, she murmurs something in her sleep. I get out of bed and do my routine workout; press-ups, sit-ups, and went for a forty minutes jog. As I get to my apartment I realize the lights are on, she must be up. I get to the room and see Angie still in bed and on her phone. I ask her how she’s doing and she tells me to fix her coffee. I fix us some coffee and as we sip, keep staring at her and am glad things are not awkward. She is still on her phone and not paying much attention to me. ‘Is everything alright?’ ‘Yeah Jamey, what’s up.’ ‘I mean, you just on your phone.’ ‘Yeah, is that a problem?’ ‘Uhm, no. Never mind.’ I finish my cup and wash it at the sink. She’s still on her phone. I take my bath and tell her to take hers, I have to get her home. She reluctantly leaves her phone, sighs, and gets to the bathroom. I get myself ready and had this urge to check her phone. I knew it was wrong but I just needed to confirm she’s not having any chat that involves me, I’m illegal. I do the Samsung phone trick I know of with my computer and the phone unlocks. She’s on a Reddit community, and the chats and posts scare me. It’s a female domination community. There are pictures of women controlling and commanding guys to do a sort of stuff. I hear the bathroom door open and quickly throw the phone back on the bed. She gets ready and I order an Uber.

As we get out of the car, I wonder why she’s been kind of silent this whole time. She opens the door and we enter her house. Deborah is descending the stairs and put on the biggest smile I’ve ever seen her make when she saw us. She asks me if I took care of her daughter and I answered her positively. ‘Good. Good, you took really good care of her.’ She makes that sound as awkward as possible. ‘Jamey’. ‘Yes, ma’am.’ ‘You have an interview in the next three weeks. I told you I’ll get your residence permit. I talked to someone I know in high power. He’ll interrogate you and make sure you’re not a threat to the nation.’ I couldn’t believe my ears. She’s really doing this for me. I look at Angela and she looks back smiling. I thanked her again and she tells me to follow her upstairs. Angela heads to her room and I follow Deborah to her office. She sits me down and looks at me nodding her head. I am gripped with fear, I don’t know what’s going to come out of those lips. ‘Jamey, I like you. I almost like you as a son. You are very decent, respectful, and talk reasonably. You act much more mature than most men I’ve come across. I want you to start dating my daughter. She’s never had a boyfriend and I’d been worrying for a long time. I’d always felt I’m living alone till you showed up. She talks to me now, gets out of her room eventually. I have my daughter back, thanks to you. Thank you, Jamey. She’s been buying all kinds of sex toys with my credit card and I thought she’d never be with a real person. She told me how she felt about you the first time you guys saw each other, that’s why I took the risk to get you back here. She told me she wanted to fuck you and I was happy to hear that. Finally, she’s tried sex. Don’t get her pregnant, and don’t break her heart, if you do I’ll destroy you’ ‘Ma’am, I like her. I really like Angie’ ‘And how’s that a problem’ ‘I mean I just work for… I’m poor ma’am.’ ‘Young man, I told you I love you like a son, go out there and love my daughter anyway you can. Her needs come first, you hear me. That big dick she says you have is hers alone you hear me. Do everything to keep her happy this way.’

I get out of her office and text Angie that I got to go. She tells me to come to her room first. I enter her room and it’s not much decorated into a girly room. A standard-size bed with a lot of pillows, blue painting, a wardrobe, television, and a few normal stuff. She gets out of bed and walks to me. She grabs my dick through my sweat pants and gave it a squeeze. I hold her by the neck and kiss her deeply. Our tongue gets into a wrestle and I rub her tits through her loose shirt. She put her hand inside my pants and starts stroking my dick and rubbing my balls. Her mom is right, she’s not the same girl. She’s bold, too bold now. She tells me to open my mouth, spit in my mouth, look me in the eyes, and lock her lips on mine, sucking on my lips. I put my hand in her panties and geez was she wet. She is flooding horny juices, her pants soaked wet. I quickly find her clit and start rubbing. She loses her grounds, her feet go spaghetti as her first orgasm hit. She screams, she screams hard. I help her up and throw her on the bed. I take off my clothes and quickly take off her shirt. I pull her panties to the side and push two fingers into her pussy. She’s so wet it slid right in. I start to finger fuck her whiles locking eyes with her. She melts my heart when she’s horny, she’s too beautiful. I move my fingers faster, finger fuck her harder and faster. She starts crying, telling me she cumming. She regains some strength and tells me to ‘get your mouth on my fucking pussy you son of a bitch’. As if I’m under a spell, I quickly replace my fingers with my mouth and she starts squirting. ‘Yes, drink it all babe. Drink my fucking squirt baby, drink it all’ Still under her spell, I drink streams of squirts. Tasteless, yet a strong intoxicating smell. I could ask for more, I’m desperate for more. I used my tongue and her clit and she starts screaming and begin squirting once again. I drink it all and licks her labia and tongue-fucks her for a while. She murmurs she’s passing out and actually passes out. Taking some deep breathes, my dick started getting soft. My face is covered in her cum and has her smell on me.

I put on my clothes and walk out of her room, shut the door behind me, and quickly head to the bathroom. I bump into Deborah at the bathroom door, my heart almost jumping out of my mouth. I stare at her, frozen. She sniffs my face, giggled, and walked past me. She turns and told me she thought I was long gone and descended downstairs to watch some television. I enter the bathroom and wash my face. I put some body lotion on my face and freshen up.