Her Sweetest Mistake (Amelia) novel Chapter 25

“Just where do you think you’re going?” he asked. It felt like I was supposed to stay here under Everett’s watch. Ada stood more erect, pushing him away.

“Get off her. She’s coming with me.”

The rest of the night was a blur but luckily Ada and I made it back to her apartment okay.

The next day I woke up with a hangover, my head banging and feeling weak. I could see that Ada’s kitchen was Successfully unlocked!

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trashed. Bits and pieces of my memory came through enough to know that this whirlwind of objects was due to me. I didn’t know what happened; I wondered if any of it had to do with my sexual frustration about Mr.

Williams.

Lying on the couch, Ada handed me a glass of water as I ran my hand through my thick, snarled hair. Sitting up, I began to gulp furiously. Though I hadn’t drank that much wine, I was completely dehydrated.

“What happened last night?” she asked, sitting beside me in concern.

“Everett texted me,” I said. “I’ll show you.”

I sat up and began reaching for my phone in my pockets. First my skirt, then my jacket. A cold sweat began to form on my clammy hands when I realized my phone was missing!

I screamed, “Oh, God! No!”

“What’s the matter?” Ada asked me, leaning in, holding my shoulder. She wrinkled her nose in curiosity.

“I don’t have my phone with me. I must have dropped it at the bar. This is bad!”

“It’s okay, Mila. We can go look for it.” She glanced at me, narrowing her eyes but touched my back with care. Though I had no idea what was going on, she was my BFF and agreed to take me back without question.

Hastily, I packed my things up and we went to the bar. The pace of my heart increased as I imagined someone seeing my phone. There were too many secrets and naked photos, not to mention my dirty texts with Mr. Williams. My chest tightened as I pictured what we’d said to one another being seen by Everett.

Cold sweat trickled down my neck. Why had I labeled his contact as ‘Mr. Williams’? I should have changed it a long time ago to something more appropriate, like “Sexy ass boss” or “Fucking hot father”. Everett wouldn’t know who that was, but who was I kidding? He knew his own father’s number.

Shaking in the fall wind, I rushed into the establishment. The bartender glanced at me as I filed between the

stools. Seeing my frazzled appearance didn’t shock him like I expected it to. He leaned in as I pleaded my case.

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“I lost my phone. I was here last night, and I think I must have dropped it or something.”

“Oh, it was taken by the group of friends you were with yesterday.”

I burned with anxiety. My supposed group of friends were Everett and his compatriots, people I didn’t even know. My resistance to Everett’s advances had only angered him yesterday-that much I knew for sure. What if Mr. Williams happened to text me when the phone was in Everett’s hands?

Swallowing hard, I thanked the bartender as I felt prickles of pins and needles in my chest. This was wrong; my vision was tunneled as I imagined what was the next best move.

“Ada, can I use your phone? I need to call Everett.” My mouth felt like it had cotton in it as I dialed. Ring…ring…ring…ring…ring. He never answered but I wasn’t surprised.

I held my chest, feeling my stomach drop. My face must have been pale as a ghost as I tried not to faint. Pulling on my hair, I began to pace. I could feel cold sweat trickle down the small of my back.

“Mila, you seem unnecessarily worried about this. What’s the big deal if he has your phone?” Ada asked. I turned to her, realizing I was panting in fear.

“Can you keep a secret?” I asked her desperately, squeezing on her arm.

“Of course,” she assured me. “If something is wrong, I want to know.”

My chest filled with fire as I decided I needed to tell her. Something wrong was going on.

“Me and Mr. Williams… we’ve been fucking around.”

Ada’s mouth dropped open as she stifled laughter.

“Mila, you are too bold! You’ve become friends with benefits with Mr. Williams?” she asked me. I nodded, biting my lower lip. I couldn’t help but feel titillated, airing our secret to someone else. It was salacious. My fear was only rivaled by my sudden feeling of being turned on thinking about him.

“I can’t help but keep seeing him. There are so many reasons,” I said but couldn’t quantify it. “Besides, I don’t really like Everett after yesterday. He was being really pushy.”

“I understand. When you came out of the bathroom, I could see his friends trying to pin you down. And I mean, Mr. Williams is really good looking.”

“Yeah, I didn’t look for this to happen, but I can’t resist him. He’s like an addiction.”

We both tittered and she rested her hand on my shoulder, assuredly.

“Your secret is safe with me.”

That afternoon, I attended class in a daze. Everything was jumbled and my head was not on my studies. All I could think about was if my phone was seen and the trouble I’d get into with my family if anyone found out. It was bad enough what Everett and I had been sexting, but the ones from Mr. Williams were a hundred times worse!

When I returned home that night, my father had a stern look on his face. I closed the door behind me, then faced him, quivering in my shoes. I prayed he didn’t know.

“Why didn’t you come home last night?” he asked me. “I don’t want my daughter running around at all hours up to who knows what.”

Internally, I sighed in relief. He had no idea about my escapades.

“What?” I asked, hiding my shaking. “It isn’t a big deal. I was at Ada’s.” My heart was thundering in my chest. I’d have to call her and ask that she lie and say we were in all night.

“Well, how would I have known that? You didn’t answer your phone.”

“I shut it off and forgot to check it this morning. I’m sorry, Dad.” I leaned in to kiss his cheek, but he turned away. I stood back, hurt by his rejection but glad he didn’t have a clue. He rolled his eyes and huffed, entering

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If he was this peeved about me being out for one night, Imagine if he knew the truth.

Once I was alone, I rushed to my landline upstairs and called Ada. She had no problem covering for me, especially after what I told her about me and Mr. Williams. I could tell we were closer than ever.

When the night came, my stomach was in knots. It was time for our two families to have dinner together, like usual. I took several deep breaths when I saw their car pull up. As I waited for Everett to exit, to my surprise, it was only Mr. Williams.

I felt shocked as I stared into his intense eyes. He had a steeled expression-one I wouldn’t normally dare to confront-but my surprise bowled me over.

“Where’s Everett?” I asked him before I could stop myself.

“You’re always thinking about Everett.” My mother joked as my chest tightened. Mr. Williams gave me a knowing look, his eyes lingering for a moment. Despite chastising myself, I felt my core swell. Even in my fear, he could make me wet.

“He had his own plans today. Eventually, children grow up and can’t be controlled.”

Flashing a sly yet charming smile to the group, my parents couldn’t help but laugh.

“It’s true,” my mother began.

“Exactly. Take Mila, for example. She was out all night,” my father added. Mr. Williams stared at me but I refused to explain myself. I just smiled politely and innocently twisted my toe on the floor. At the first chance the attention was off me, I bolted.

After dinner I could hear the adults in the backyard drinking and chatting. Throwing on an apron, I began to wash the dishes and cut some fruit. As I was staring off in the distance, I absentmindedly cut my hand.

Mr. Williams sneaked inside just after I’d cut it and pressed himself against me.He grabbed my hand and sucked on my injured finger.

“Be careful,” he said as he noticed the blood on my hand. I could feel my pussy tighten imagining his tongue between my thighs just like it was between my knuckles. My mind was spinning. Should I talk to him about what happened last night? My thundering heart made it impossible to think.

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What if he was pissed off at me about my supposed date with Everett? Before I could speak, I felt Mr. Williams as he pressed himself on my ass. There was something firm in his pocket. Just as I reached around to touch him, hoping it was his stiff cock, he pulled out my phone and stuffed it into the apron.

“Keep that safe, now.”

I gasped and turned to him.

“How did you get that?” I asked as I wiped my hands. He trailed his fingers over my erect nipples in the apron. Sighing I leaned back against the counter. Instantly, I felt myself become soaked, dying for his touch. My eyes were half open as I bit my lower lip.

“Don’t worry about your little ‘date’ with Everett. It was me who arranged for him to get that phone call last night from someone else. I know nothing happened between you two.”

“This is an opportunity for me. Why can’t you believe me?”

“Mila, ever since you’ve been young, you’ve only wanted to screw off. School never came easy for you. Obviously, you’re naturally dumb,” he said. I gasped feeling his comment cut me to the core. I was speechless. And now, since you didn’t dare to fuck me in the bathroom, I know you’re a coward and a cock tease.”

I grabbed my chest in shock. These were terrifically mean things to say to me that he’d never voiced before.

“Wow, Everett. I really want to tell you to fuck off I but I’m wondering something. Have you always felt this way about me?”

He snickered and pointed.

“You know it’s true. Did I hit a nerve?”

I rolled my eyes at him.

“If you want to be seen as more popular, dating me would elevate your status. All the boys would want you then. It’s a win-win for both of us.”

I scoffed and laughed wryly at him.

“I don’t care about being popular, especially in college. Who thinks about those kinds of things?”

“Me for one and so should you,” he said. “Especially if you want to prove you’re not such a prude,” then he leaned in to kiss me. I was about to push him away when his phone rang.

Though it was muffled by Everett’s ear, I could hear Mr. Williams’ distinct voice gruffly ordering his son to come back.

“It’s time to go,” he said, “Don’t disturb the family any longer.”

I felt relieved that Everett would have to leave soon. After hanging up, he glared at me, his face gloomy and then said, “I won’t easily let this slide. Tell me who the other guy is now.” He pointed at the pavement, gritting his teeth.

The thrill of knowing his father was the other man made me shiver in excitement. Something wild inside of me wanted to reveal it but then the secret we had was tantalizing enough.

I scoffed then exclaimed, “He’s someone you could never compare to!”

Everett’s face fell and then he scowled.

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“You slut. I knew that was why you’ve been avoiding me.”

I laughed quietly to myself. His insults meant nothing to me. If anything, they made me more coy, especially when he used the same term his father had for me. His innocence and lack of experience couldn’t keep up

with me.

He continued sulking like a child as we walked back to my house. When we returned, Everett was sullen but knew it was best to step away from me. Then Mr. Williams pulled me aside.

“You still need to complete that procurement plan.”

Cursing under my breath, I realized it was almost due and I’d barely started. I knew I’d have to work all night. After bidding them goodbye, I dashed upstairs to my room, putting my head down and diligently plodding.

It wasn’t as easy as I expected, however. The previous assistant had drawn the plan up before, but I couldn’t completely understand. I had to text Mr. Williams to see if he could decipher it for me.

Me: I’m not sure what to do. These notes are garbled. What is the structure you want for this report? Mr. Williams: Bribing the examiner requires some proof of identity.

I snapped a photo and sent it.

Me: Photo attached.

The picture was just of me sitting on my bed in my sweatshirt and yoga pants, with barely a smile. He didn’t respond to that. That led me to believe my picture wasn’t enticing enough for him. I’d have to come up with something better.

So, I went to the kitchen to look for that apron. Just as I was grabbing one, my mom rounded the corner and bumped into me. Jumping in surprise, I widened my eyes as my heart leapt in my throat. Furtively, I stuffed the apron into my sweatshirt pocket.

“Mila,” she said, gasping with her eyebrows raised. “What are you doing in the kitchen at this hour?”

“I’m just getting some juice.” I glanced at her hoping she’d leave. She briefly kept eye contact but then turned away.

“Okay, well good night.”

Sighing in relief, I raced up the stairs and locked my door. After removing all my clothing, I draped the apron on me, hoisting the neck strap and tying it tightly over my firm tits. I wanted to show a little bit of them on the side and my cleavage.

Clumsily, I set up my phone and hit the record button. First, I began by sitting on the bed, posing with my hands on my knees, like a prim and proper girl. Then I touched my lip innocently and kissed the camera, my fingers slowly pulling the bottom of the apron to reveal my naked pussy underneath.