“It’s a locket. Go on, open it.”
She looks down and holds the heart-shaped locket in her hand, opening it carefully. On the inside is an old picture of her and Ray, smiling happily into the camera. The other half of the inside reads ‘I love you, Em.’
Ray gulps nervously. “You like it?” He asks as she gazes at it. He thought about getting this after the first day he got back from prison and saw the broken heart tattoo above her ass. The tattoo is of a drawing she made him when she was a little girl, except the heart was in one piece. He got it tattooed on his chest shortly after. He hopes to mend it back together, slowly if need be. “Em?” He quietly says, a concerned expression forming on his face as he notices her sob a little.
“I love it.” She says as she looks back up at him, tears in her eyes. “I love you, dad.” She smiles, her voice trembling.
“Oh, baby…” He rushes over to her, fighting back tears himself. “I love you so much.” He wraps his arms around her and kisses her on the head. They stay there for a moment, then slowly release. “Are you OK?” He asks down at her in a concerned tone.
Emmy nods. “Yeah.” She sniffs. “Thanks. I’ll wear it forever.” She smiles. “Think I’m gonna go to bed now.”
“OK, baby.” He says quietly. They both stand up. He hugs her once more, holding her head against his chest. “Good night, sweetie. Thank you so much for doing this tonight. You make me so happy.” He smiles down at her.
“Night, dad.” She smiles back. Emmy goes to the bathroom and resists the urge to weep from her guilt and overwhelming emotion. She buries her face in a towel, wanting to scream and cry her eyes out. She can barely look at herself in the mirror. She regrets agreeing to stay at his place tonight. Uncomfortable with real emotion, Emmy is typically guarded. She obviously has unresolved issues about her dad, what happened when he was gone, and her hyper-sexuality. She wishes she could just hate her dad so she won’t have to think about how devastated he would be if he knew how sexually active she is. After taking a deep breath and splashing water on her face, she tries to forget about everything and just go to bed. She climbs in next to her sleeping brother, gently kissing him on the forehead.
“Whoa… This is awesome.” Danny remarks excitedly as they enter the suite.
“Sure is.” Mr. Howard nods, looking around the suite with a satisfied smile. His daughter, Kelly, yawns as she enters.
“This is really cool, thanks for bringing us, Mr. Howard.” Emmy looks over to her friend’s father, who she had sex with just a week ago. She smiles as she observes the nice suite, noting the nice furniture, catered food, and bar area.
“My pleasure.” He replies, giving her a smirk.
“Check out the view, Em.” Danny turns his head back to his big sister as he holds onto the railing. Emmy walks to the open area, past the three rows of seats in Mr. Howard’s luxury box, joining her little brother.
“Wow.” She smiles, overlooking the lower seats of the arena. She and Danny observe people finding their seats, filling up the venue.
“Feel free to treat yourselves.” Mr. Howard says to them.
His daughter, Emmy’s friend, isn’t impressed as she grew up with a well-off family and has been here before. “Move.” Kelly commands her own little brother, same age as Danny, as she makes way to the front row of the box.
“Behave yourselves while I get our other guests, OK?” Mr. Howard says to his kids. This is his annual rental of a luxury suite for the home opener game of the local professional ice hockey team. He usually rents out the corporate box just for his employees but this year he brought his kids, his daughter’s friend Emmy, along with Emmy’s brother who is a big fan of the team. It’s also about him wanting to impress Emmy and have an excuse to be around her, given what they’ve been doing lately. He hasn’t been able to get his mind off her. Mr. Howard returns with his ten employees, most of them guys, filling out the fifteen person suite. The group commiserates in the lounge area, having drinks, eating food from the buffet. Mr. Howard approaches Emmy as soon as he sees her without Kelly or her brother Danny, standing near the refrigerator. “I’m really glad you came.” He says quietly down to her, putting his hand on her arm briefly.
“Thanks for inviting us.” She smiles back, giving him a flirtatious look as they stare into each others eyes for a moment. Emmy remembers the great sex they had a week prior.
“I was thinking maybe we could get away somewhere at intermission and have some fun…” Mr. Howard, or Brian as he’s told Emmy to call him, says down to her. He has insatiable lust for his daughter’s hot friend.
“Would this fun involve me being on my knees?” She asks in a flirtatious manner, smiling up at him and tilting her head, biting her lip as she looks down at his crotch, then looking back up to him. He grins back, already getting so turned on by her. Emmy looks the same as she did two nights prior when she got dolled up to suck off that stranger for cash; wearing the same outfit and wearing the same hairstyle and make up. The other guys that Brian invited, his employees, have definitely noticed Emmy, but also Brian’s equally hot blonde daughter.
“Come on, it’s starting soon.” Danny interrupts them, tugging on his sister’s arm. Everyone settles into their seats, with Brian, Emmy, Kelly, and the two boys taking the front row. The two rows of five behind them are filled by Brian’s employees. The boys, Danny especially, really enjoy the game. Emmy and Kelly sit together, not nearly as into it. They both are still recovering from their Sunday afternoon hangover. Emmy, as she usually does on a weekend, drank her stress away. The pair of teen girls spend more time on their phones and chatting away than caring about the game.
During the first period, Brian subtly touches Emmy as they sit next to each other. She looks back, smiling up at him, then reciprocates with her own sly touch, rubbing his leg for a second. They go back and forth every few minutes, upping the ante on one another. Brian gets bolder, moving his hand behind her and slowly rubbing her lower back, taking advantage of his distracted daughter. Emmy smiles up at him, biting her lip slowly. She gets very turned on by his boldness and confidence, and also feeling an urge to please him after treating her and her brother like this. They rarely get to do such things. Suddenly, the crowd erupts with a roar and the goal horn is played. The upper deck above them and the lower seats below them cheer wildly for the first goal of the season. The employees rise to their feet, as do the boys, Kelly, and Brian. Emmy makes a swift decision to one-up Brian, and pretends to have accidentally dropped her phone on the ground. She quickly gets on her knees, almost right in front of him as he stands. He looks down, trying not to notice it too much. Emmy reaches for her phone and then rises, her hand subtly running up Brian’s leg as she rises to her feet. Brian reaches over to his daughter and gives her a high-five, then gives a high-five to the boys as they cheer, then turning back to his employees as they all celebrate. Finally, he leans into Emmy. “Good one.” He says quietly into her ear. They both act like nothing happened. Nearing the end of the period, Brian texts Emmy his plan for them to sneak off together.