Standing there with his heart rate beating slowly, Mr Smith took Bianca by the hands and then he pulled her to himself.

“Oh he's finally going to fuck me,” Bianca said out loud, chuckling.

“Listen up,” his voice commanding. “I am not going to be indulging in such an act with you,” he added.

The moment he said that, Bianca rushed towards him, dragging his face to hers but he pushed his face away and pushed her away from him so slightly that she nearly fell

“Tomorrow is your birthday. You have to go to bed. Close your eyes and sleep,” he said while walking towards the bathroom door.

“Also erase every dirty thought about us you have in your head,” Mr Smith added and then he picked up his towel and then he wrapped it around his lower abdomen.

“Watch me and see then,” Bianca replied and went out of the bathroom.

She walked to the door and stopped then she turned to look at him. “You know what? I think I know what you mean by tomorrow is my birthday,” she walked closer to him then she laughed slowly, while her father watched her with surprise on his face.

“So I’m guessing you mean, you don’t want to do that to me yet because I am under eighteen right? So maybe tomorrow night, you are going to fuck the living hell out of me, right? I can’t imagine how hard you must be to be waiting for me to turn ripe,” Bianca added and then she walked closer to him.

“Bianca leave this room! Now!!” Her dad commanded and it startled Bianca slightly.

“Your wish is my command but from tomorrow, my wish is going to be your command,” Bianca said as she got to the door.

Shutting the door behind her, Mr Smith placed his hands on his head. He couldn’t believe his daughter would tempt him and act so hopelessly to make him fuck her. Even more to the extent of blackmailing him if he doesn’t want to comply with what she wanted.

“But she’s so hot, damn, I can’t fuck her. She’s my daughter… tho I almost let my guard down.” Smith said in his head.

The day drifted slowly and Mrs Smith went to her husband's room. The moment she got into the room, his heart skipped a beat.

“Hi honey,” Mr Smith called out while watching her body language and trying to see if he could point out any trouble in it.

“Maybe she had told her about it,” Smith said in his head.

Mrs Smith looked at her husband with a smile, “You don’t even look at me anymore,” she blurted out.

“Why would you say that?” Mr Smith asked. Of course, his wife was no longer giving him what he wanted. If he wanted Sex, she’s not always going to be there for it. She’d always complain about how tired she was. Also, she never opened up to him when she was low, even when he’d always ask.

So why would she say that?

“After Bianca’s birthday tomorrow, I’ll be getting a divorce. I am tired of this marriage,” Mrs Smith blurted out.

“What? We are getting a divorce? What did I do wrong?” Mr Smith asked. “Or are you high or?”

“It’s not you. I am tired of you and I want to be a free woman. I don’t have to come back home to a man who craves sex. I don’t also have to come back and see your face. The love is no more there and I can’t keep on pretending, it’s just the truth and i don’t want to live in a lie and i don’t want us to live in a lie” Mrs Smith replied.

Then she added again, “Please, if you love me, let me go” She held his palms slightly and released it.

“So how about Bianca,” Mr Smith asked. “That’s why I said after her birthday. She gets to choose who she wants to live with,” Mrs Smith replied and stood up from the bed.

Without saying a word again, she left the room, shutting the door behind her. “Did Bianca tell her anything about what happened?” He thought.

“Or do I call Bianca and ask her? I’ll just have to wait until tomorrow so I don’t have to make things worse,” he mumbled under his breath.

While he thought about it over and over again, the clock ticked in circles and the sky was clouded with darkness.

Before Smith fell asleep, he had to check all of the things he had planned out for Bianca. Since she said she wanted a small party.

The following morning, by six am, the people who were going to surprise her with a wake-up song arrived.

Mr Smith notified his wife as they all went up to Bianca’s room. Bianca who was already awake heard footsteps of people coming closer so she quickly slipped her fingers from her pussy which she was rubbing, and then she quickly covered herself with her duvet so whoever they were, there don’t end up seeing her on her birthday suit.

Without knocking, they opened the door and in chorus, they sang a birthday song to her, while the others played the musical instruments.

Her mom and her dad came to her and gave her a hug one at a time, each whispering happy birthday to her.

The moment her dad came to her and hugged her, she slightly touched his wood, not making it obvious to the others around them and her dad gave her an, “I know what you did” and “don’t do that” look.

After the song, the others left the room and they kept one cake for her and a package of food. Her mom left the room and just as her father was about to leave the room too.

She called him back. Without waiting for what she wanted to say, he asked, “Did you tell your mom about it?”