Chapter #36Home Life and Dark Secrets by: Seuzz   [originally posted by vel6]
"Dad, I'm home!" you say walking into the front door of Jenny's apartment, even knowing her Fathers most likely wouldn't be there, but there was an off chance he came home early from his business trip.
No one replies, so you trudge into the apartment and close and lock the apartment door behind you. You pull off your backpack and set it near the front door. It was late and well past Jenny's usual dinner time so walking over to the fridge you open it and see nothing much to make yourself for dinner tonight, so you just open the freezer and take out a microwave dinner. You pop it into the microwave and start it up. As the food heats up you decide to explore your new home, a 2 bedroom and 2 bathroom apartment.
You begin by taking a look at your new room and you're actually surprised by how girly it really is once you open the door, actually you weren't surprised at all by it since you knew what it looked like the moment you placed the mask on your face, but seeing it for the first time it was a lot different than how you imagined it as Will.
"So much for being a Tomboy" you think. Light pinks and whites dotted a room covered with stuffed animals, dolls, and to your surprise anime posters, Jenny was quite big into that too, even if that was something you never really cared about. You open a drawer and examine your new wardrobe and the clothes you'll be wearing for the remainder of the swap. You then walk over to the nightstand by the bed and pick up Jenny's journal at the bottom of a stack of books and flip through the pages until you get to the blank page with todays date.
You hear the timer for your food go off and rush into the kitchen and start to wolf done the frozen pasta. You then begin your dairy date in your journal. A ritual Jenny makes every single day since middle school. She's filled up at least 8 notebooks so far, and has always been adamant about filling them out every day.
Dear Diary, you began with a small black pen and your new penmanship.
Finally decided to hang out with another new friend today, instead of the usual Ass clowns. Decided to spend some time with a boy named Will Prescott. He's a good guy kinda weird but still a nice guy overall. He invited me to hangout with him at some storage complex. It was definitely interesting, had some "life changing" experiences in there today. NO not like that! Will is a nice guy and all but all I'll ever be to him is a platonic friend, besides he was already trying to hook up with my friend Lisa, who had no interest him what so....
Suddenly you snap out of it. Damn you are almost prying to much into Jenny's life now you guilty think. You close the journal and throw the empty pasta tray away.... But then another thought hits you, well you are Jenny now, you remind yourself and all these thoughts you are thinking are hers and all the memories are hers. All the knowledge is there, and you just need to think of something about her and your mind writes an instant story about it. You can know everything about her from her workout routine, to the time of month she gets her period, to what she does after school everyday.......Yeah about that, the reason you wanted to bail so quickly on Fairfax and the other's today. You wanted a good private testing of Jenny's body, a testing as in her daily masturbation sessions after school.
Yes, Jenny not only writes in a dairy everyday but she almost aways gives herself a little stress relief too. Especially on the days when her father is out. While she's definitely not much of a "horndog" as you would think, it also has to do with her feeling lonely on the long weeks her father is out of town. And speaking of her father...suddenly you feel your checks get red at the thought and embarrassment. (The same embarrassment Jenny would feel if her deepest darkest secret ever got found out, something she hasn't told a soul: not to Yumi, or Cindy, or Lisa. Something she dares not write even in her journal's either).
The fact that she often fantasizes about her father in a sexual way, when she does touch herself.
Yes, Matthew Ashton is a 37 year old "DILF" (her friends used to tease her about after meeting him) whom Jenny thinks about in many of her fantasies. Its strictly that too, just a fantasy, but she often thinks about his rugged face, his think lumberjack arms, and his tall stature. She can't quite pin the date of when these thoughts arose in her but somewhere in Junior year she remembered the time her father said she looks like a younger version of her mother. That night she decided to touch herself to the thought of being a new Mrs.Ashton and correcting the horrible line of events which led to her parents separation.
Feeling hot and sweaty from recalling that memory you decide to go into her room and change out of her clothes. As you strip off her shirt and jeans you begin to feel flustered again. A little combination of guilt from prying into her mind, to the excitement of everything that is happening in the back of your mind. You are still feeling embarrassed but also a bit relieved too. As these guilty thoughts have been eating away at Jenny these last few months and she would be almost relieved to finally tell someone about these dark thoughts she holds.
But as you strip down nude and throw on some boy-shorts and a tank top you decide to just accept the thoughts and let them consumer you, after all, you have all of Jenny's memories and personality and even though she finds her father attractive, you now do as well. You take a moment to breath and walk over to her father's room.
Her Dad's room is the smaller of the two as he wanted Jenny to have the bathroom connected to her bedroom, you open the door and look around even knowing what you expect. Grey sheets on a bed and very clean items spot the twin dressers. The carpet still has its vacuumed look, something Jenny did a few days ago. As you walk over and lay on the bed, something Jenny has done countless times, you feel your checks get flustered again and stuff your face into his pillows. You take in a deep breath of the pillow's scent and slowly inch your fingers down toward your lower parts.
"Daddy I miss you." you say as you slip your fingers into yourself. You have the following choice:  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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