Episode 8: Beau Peep

“Dear Diary! All of the boys in school love my new butt zipper jeans. Up! Down! Up! Down! They must be on the right track. LOL!”

At 6:00 AM Lonnie Turner crawled out of bed and made coffee. A new work week meant a growing need for a vacation. Checking in on his newborn eighteen-year-old daughter Paige, he found her sleeping like an angel curled up with that damned stuffed teddy bear. She really needed to grow out of that thing but sadly even he had to admit it was pretty sexy how she maintained her cutesy appearance. All she needed now was to be sucking her thumb.

Easing her door shut he moves down the hall into his office just to drink coffee, look over bills and groan at his checking account. He had spent way too much money lately. Deciding he was financially secure he eyes the dating site Tender icon on his desktop and opens it. Entering the essential homepage, he discovered over 900 guys had approached Paige so far. He was already exhausted by the number without looking over every horny fucker that wanted to tap his kid. Part of him wanted to delete the account but another part loved what they did last night. If anything, this was the best foreplay ever. Burning his lip on his hot mug of java he mumbled, “Hell!” That was probably where he was headed someday.

Seeing replies by her video sent paramours Bryan and Josh he had to take a peek. Opening up Josh’s first reply it read, “First video I ever got from a girl. I told you I called things how I see them. That video was fucking hot. You had me captivated with every word. Every giggle. Every sigh. We have to seriously hook up sometime. If anything for that massage. I’ve been told I give the best. Let me know when you’re free. You’re welcome to send more videos too. So sexy. I’m going to be bolder still and say sexier the better. Have a good day at school Paige. Maybe we can hook up after graduation. Or before. LOL.” He ended his message with an emoticon offering flowers.

Frowning at the floral arrangement Lonnie jumped over the bouquet to examine her redneck Romeo, Bryan’s reply before considering writing back to either of them.

“Dang Paige. I was speechless for half that video. I never realized just how sexy you were until you sent the video to me. You’re a dream come true.” Lonnie growls, “Try a wet dream come true, Cowpoke.” Bryan furthered his message with, “Weird to say but dang I really wouldn’t mind brushing your hair. Let me know when you’re free and we can go riding. Maybe to the lake. I don’t live that far from it. I know the trails so we can ride out and kick back. I’ll buy extra sunscreen for you.”

“Sunscreen my ass, more like baby oil.” Lonnie chuckled and finished his coffee. He then decided to send both men back another reply. Utilizing all the years he had studying his daughter’s speech patterns and adding a few seductive twists he typed away.

“Morning Bryan. I slept like a baby with Fuzzy in my arms. I’ll get back to you but maybe I can be free this Saturday. With school I can’t do much during the week. I’ll bring the hairbrush on our ride so you can brush out my hair. Which color bikini do you like best, burgundy, black, hot pink, or yellow?” He felt strange acting like his daughter. Images of the show Catfish made him squeamish. Still, the idea of setting things into motion for a fun weekend made him downright evil. He wanted his daughter to know what dating was like, to mature into being an actual woman. Yet, the childlike persona she always maintained was troublesome. He like every other guy out there got hard as a rock around attitudes like hers. Playing on that personality trait could be beneficial. Older guys especially loved to spoil girls who gave them back their second childhood. With her graduation coming and his funds tight he mulled over how this might turn into a windfall of cash. “What am I thinking!” He sat his mug aside and palmed his forehead, “I sound like I’m pimping Paige out.”

Switching back to Josh he types, “Morning Josh. If I can be honest, I got really turned on making that video. Could you tell? I’ll make another video just for you.” Added cheesy grin emoji. “I’ll let you know when, but I definitely want a massage. I may blush but I won’t say no. School all week. Maybe the weekend? I’ll have to ask my Daddy if it’s okay. Sorry, I still live with him and follow his rules. I’m a virgin to dating. Would you feel bad meeting my daddy first? I don’t want that to scare you off.” He mulls over if that last part would scare the Grizzly Bear away. He left it. “Message you after school. Bye Joshy.” Messages sent he sat back picturing Paige in her bikini by the lake. That Bryan guy oiling her up and touching taboo areas. He had to reel his thoughts back or rub one off before work.

Scoping out other guys he locates one of the men from the mall. He adds him to her wish list because he knew him already. Out of twelve replies read he selected three for further consideration. Eying the clock he knew he needed to get dressed for work. This part of life he dreaded, but knew it was necessary.

At 6:40 AM Lonnie headed out to the Distillery taking him fifteen minutes. From his car in the parking lot, he called her just to make certain she was up for school. Daily ritual! Answering she yawned, “I’m up Daddy. I had my alarm set.”

“Alright! Listen up, Gingerbread Mouse! I read the new replies by Josh and Bryan. I want you to make two new videos from school. Keep it fairly clean but a little sexy. Show them your innocent side and your mischievous. Any thoughts on what you’re wearing today?”

“I was thinking my new blue jeans and black pullover. I can’t show too much cleavage at school. I just want to look nice.”

“Wear some lacy undies.”

“I will.” She went to her dresser and chose a white lace thong and bra. “Anything else Daddy?”

“Yeah. I love you, Ginger.”

“Love you too daddy. Have a good day at work.”

“You, too.”

As Lonnie hangs up Paige shivers at having to confront her classmate, Brett Chenowyth. If he had seen she and her dad having sex and took pictures or worse, video, her life was over. She felt like calling off sick but knew she couldn’t. She had never missed a day of school since eighth grade. Shaking off her worry she grabbed a quick shower, blow dried her fiery red mane and got dressed.

Perfume and eye shadow applied she put on her glasses and checked out her new jeans. They were really tight and showed off her shape vividly. Her shirt bordered her waist and if she stretched at all her belly button would magically play peekaboo. So very sexy. The pants were the ones with a front and back zipper. She worried that teachers would scold her for wearing them but wanted to take the risk. She ended up putting another pair of jeans in her book bag just in case. Catching her school bus she was off.

At 7:45 AM her bus arrived at school, and she filed out behind other students. She had noticed a number of boys whispering and looking her way. She shivered at what they might be saying. Hopefully she was just reading more into it than was needed. Heading inside the front turnstile of the school she entered a long hallway of lockers. On her journey through, every guy around her took time to watch her intently. Her heart was beating fast. This didn’t happen last week. Nobody even glanced her way. Why now?

“Hey there, Paige.” A boy at his locker smiled sweetly.

“Hi.” She blushed.

“You look different.”

“New clothes.”

“No, I mean you’re, I don’t know...” He himself shied a bit.

“Sexy?” She flared her eyes playfully then moved over to her locker. Spinning her combination dial she realized her combo was 36-24-38. She hadn’t thought about it before. It sounded a little like her measurements. She snorted slightly and quickly hid her mouth.

“Maybe.” The boy grinned, “Definitely pretty.”

“Thanks Beau. I’m trying not to be so nerdy looking.”

“It’s the glasses.” He chuckled.

“I need them to see.” She returns his laugh. It faded fast.

“There’s the new girl.” Paige froze at hearing the voice of Brett Chenowyth. Putting her things in her locker she takes a deep breath then hopped in step battle ready to face Brett. Two other boys were beside him. She knew them as Aaron and Cody. Their eyes were checking her out from top to bottom, but she tried to remain calm.

“Hi Brett.”

Puckering as he looks her over from head to toe, Brett admired the jeans. “How’s your daddy?”

“He’s fine.”

“Fine? Or FIIIINE?” He winks at her with a hint of “Ooooh, Baby!” in his attitude. She shyly placed her hands behind her back and leaned against the lockers, sheepishly trying not to smile. Strangely she wanted to.

“We enjoyed the pizza.” She grew nervous.

“I enjoyed delivering that pizza. I was telling my buds here how sexy you were answering the door naked.”

Beau bulged his eyes and chose to run instead of defend Paige. She didn’t need his help anyway. Paige was Red Sonja! Her warrior of womanhood idol from the old movie with Brigitte Nielsen. Comic books helped!

“Why would you tell them I was naked? That’s mean Brett.”

He wags his cell in front of her. “Tell daddy he sends me those pics he took, or I show off the new pics I took last night.”

Tensing up a bit with trembling eyes she knew her suspicions were correct, “You were window peeping?”

“All night long. I got all kinds of juicy stuff. I want my pics with you by noon or I send these to the principal anonymously. How’s it going to look when he sees dear old daddy fucking his little angel?”

“Whatever Brett! I don’t have time for your silliness.” She returns to her locker to obtain books when he leans over her showing video of Lonnie fucking her doggy style pulling her hair. It ended with him cumming on her ass in a milky load. Her eyes bulged as the other two boys planted their asses against the two lockers beside her to surround tiny Paige Turner.

“Incest is best they say.” The boy named Aaron Wood whispered.

“You should let us cum on your ass too. Call me daddy all you want.” Cody Benson, the other boy chuckled.

She shivered as Brett recalled his cell and leaned in right up on her ear. “You and I are going to fuck Paige. Aren’t we?”

She swallows dryly as Brett licks her earlobe. She wiped her ear on her shirt at an angle before reacting. “Please don’t ruin the school year with this. It’s almost over.”

“It’s over when I say it’s over. I want those pics. Hell, I want your mouth around my cock.”

“Gosh.” She turned beet red then dares to look at his friends.

“All of our cocks.” The boy to her left challenged her.

Brett lowered his gaze down at her ass to discover the zipper, “Whoa! What have we here?” He pinched the zipper tab and drags it down. Ninety percent of her bare butt vividly popped into view. She tried to turn around swiftly to hide her exposure but found herself pinned to her locker. Other boys in passing had noticed it with awe, drooling shortly after. All seemed intrigued. She tried to reach behind her to zip up, but his friends prevented her from doing so, each grabbing an arm lifting her off her feet to keep her turned around for all to see. Drawing that zipper down he tugged her thong bands aside until her adorable clam and tiny shadowed butt pucker were in perfect alignment, Brett took pictures of her bottom before zipping her back up. “Nice.” He looks around him at the gathering of boys, “Wasn’t that a sweet looking ass?”

She heard the terms “Fuck yeah.” and “Sexy as hell.” So many of the students were followers it was unreal. She found herself blushing but eating up their compliments all the same. This was so new to her it was hard to fathom that all of them liked her now that she was open to more. A few stray pouts for her safety peppered in but unfortunately fear of ratting Brett out, or getting bullied themselves alluded their words. As the school bell rang for first period Paige was released. Brett stopping her just long enough to say, “By lunchtime Turner.”

“I’ll try. I don’t think he will though.”

“Oh, Principal Dewey?” He waves down the hall toward a tall portly man with an obvious toupee. Seeing the principal’s acknowledgement Paige turns to face Brett with a forming tear.

“Please don’t.”

“Tell me you want my cock in your mouth over lunch.”

“I want your cock in my mouth over lunch.”

“You really are sexy as hell, Paige.” He lightened up and actually lifted her chin to process him, “I wasn’t lying the other day at your house.”

“I know. I’m sorry my dad treated you badly.”

“All good. I’m still getting my BJ.”

She nods and lifts the bridge of her glasses. She would text Lonnie at work after first period Spanish. Walking away she hugged her books to her chest. “How am I going to get out of this?” Did she really even want to? She only had a month left in school. After graduating, her past would be no basis on her future unless she went off to college. Still, her father would look equally as bad. Incest was illegal, that could potentially mean jail time, loss of his job, their home. She knew Brett was serious. “I’m so sorry daddy.”

Lost in thought over Spanish she waited until the bell before running to the bathroom. Hiding in a stall she texted her father. It took forever to reach him. A more aggressive text of all capital letters got a better result.

“DADDY, I NEED YOU. BRETT HAS VIDEO OF US HAVING SEX. HE WAS OUTSIDE MY BEDROOM WINDOW. HE’S DEMANDING THE PICTURES OF HIM AND I OR HE’S SENDING THEM TO THE PRINCIPAL.”

Three minutes and two actual call attempts later, Lonnie finally replied. “Fuck! That little bastard. I got this. Don’t worry.”

“He wants me to suck his dick at lunch. Do I do it?”

“If it keeps him busy until I take care of this do what the prick wants. I’m so sorry Sweetheart. Just keep calm.”

“I am. I worry more about your reputation Daddy.”

“I have to get back to work. Have faith in me.”

“K.” Bawling emoji she left it at that. Her cell lowered to her lap she sheds a true tear. She didn’t want to leave her confinement for fear of other students now. They had seen her bare butt save for her thin thong bands. It was possible her cheeks were still pink from her father slapping her ass last night. Pouting she heard more girls enter the bathroom. Whispers and giggling spooked Paige just as much as the boys. She couldn’t make out many words, but she swore she heard her name. Maybe she was just being paranoid. Then a much clearer voice was heard.

“Did you hear Brett Chenowyth likes Paige Turner? Ewww!”

“I think she’s actually pretty. Maybe if she would wear contacts and learn fashion.”

“She must have had some fashion tips. I heard she’s wearing jeans with a zip up butt. Who wears those to school?”

“Girls who like to show off. I never imagined Paige to even want to be like that.”

“It took her long enough. It’s almost graduation and I bet she’s never even been with a boy.”

“Same here. She’s so shy it’s crazy.”

“I wish Brett liked me. He’s really cute. Why Paige?”

“There has to be more to it. Brett’s sneaky.”

“You think Paige wore those jeans for him?”

“Maybe.”

Paige had heard enough. Standing up she flushed the toilet to make it look good. Daring to step out she goes to the sink and washes her hands. She knew the girls were embarrassed by how their expression changed. She also knew they were eying her ass for the zipper. Fanning her wet hands Paige turned to them. “The jeans make it easier to pee. Brett does not like me. In fact, he’s spreading lies about me. So, you can have him. Thanks for thinking I’m pretty though.” She smiled brightly, “Contacts irritate my eyes. Time for Trigonometry. Bye!”

Out the door she walked proud of standing up for herself. Once in the hall all eyes followed her every move. Guys were certainly noticing her more. It felt good but she also knew that if Brett hadn’t unzipped her jeans they probably wouldn’t be looking now.

“Hey Turner?” A boy amid three others motioned her over. She expected the worst, likely more meanness. She stopped and shuffled amongst them.

“Hi Sean.”

“We saw what Chenowyth did to you.” Sean Madigan admitted, “Say the word and we’ll beat his ass.”

Her eyes bulged at the fact they were defending her. “I’m alright. I maybe deserved that wearing these stupid jeans to school.”

“Cool jeans. For what it’s worth we all thought you had a sweet ass even without actually seeing it. No offense!”

“Really?” She tilts her gaze blushing heavily.

“Definitely! Look at it this way. You were wearing a thong. Basically, a bikini bottom, right?”

“A little I guess.”

“We hear Brett likes you but who treats somebody like that? Especially using two thug buddies. Why do you let him treat you that way?”

“He delivered a pizza to my house and...” She wanted to say more but felt like it might be dangerous. “Nothing.”

“No. Come on Paige, what did that bastard do?”

“I had just gotten out of the shower. I saw him peeping in my window as I was ... you know ... naked.”

“Whoa! He was a peeping tom pervert?”

“Yes. He said he snuck over to my house last night and window peeked some more. I’m kind of freaked out about it.”

“Stalker much? Seriously ... just say the word.” Jocks! Interesting!

“He showed me pictures on his phone that he took through my bedroom window.” She blushed but played the game, “I was ... oh, my gosh, I can’t believe I’m admitting this to you guys, we barely know each other.” She starts to turn away knowing she was late for class. Then again, so were they.

“You can talk to us. We’re nothing like Chenowyth.” Billy Craig added his two cents worth.

“I want to but it’s kind of personal.” She was liking the curiosity in their eyes. They were nearly shaking at her evasiveness. They really wanted to know. “Promise not to think badly of me?”

“We swear.” All four express at once.

“I was...” She turned beet red if not on purpose this time, “ ... touching myself.”

Their jaws dropped and not a one looked anywhere but at Paige. She adjusts her posture to let her tits lift more. Eyes went straight to her breasts. In stretching back a bit her belly button popped out. It was a very sexy button on an extremely firm tummy.

“Cat bite your tongues?” She fidgets and toys with her hair.

“Caught us off guard is all. Wow! Chenowyth is sick.”

“I’m not really mad at him. Just hurt that he’s, well, blackmailing me.” She hoped to turn the tide without her father’s intervention. Ideas of getting Brett’s cell away from him and deleting the pics were forming as she toyed with Sean and his friend’s sympathy. Then again it could backfire. They might grow curious and look at the pics before handing the cell to her.

“Blackmailing?” Drew Simpson looked at his friends. “How’s that?”

She attempted sadness and aimed to express a tear, but she wasn’t that good. Instead, she just feigns a cold chill. “He wants to have sex with me. He said he would show everybody the pics and video if I didn’t.”

“VIDEO?” The four brighten up then calm themselves just as fast.

“Yes. With my toy. A rabbit vibrator, I call him Roger. I like playing Jessica.” She knew they were being men. Erections were rising. She had a bad feeling that she had gone too far, but her childlike tone always came out. “I just want those deleted.”

“We’ll get his cell for you.” Drew dedicated them.

“Really? Promise not to look at the video and pics?”

Sean held a confident palm toward her. “We won’t do that. We know how shy you are Paige. This has to be hard on you.” No harder than their dicks were getting she thought. She loved getting their imaginations going. Maybe she was sexy after all. Jessica Rabbit sexy! She did like chomping on BIG CARROTS!

“I better get to Trig. Thank you for listening. You guys are really cool.” She took the chance and gave each of them a peck on the cheek. Even they blushed. Once gone Sean swiftly turns to his friends.

“By lunch we hijack Chenowyth and get that cell.”

“Are we looking at her video?” The fourth boy Jeff wondered.

“Fuck yes we are. I want to see her use that toy.” Daddy!

Yep! Paige had gone too far. Boys!

At 11:30 AM Paige began to sweat. She hadn’t heard from her dad, and she had a hunch she would have to actually give Brett a blowjob. Yet, she hadn’t heard from Brett either. As the lunch bell rang, she left her biology class and went straight to her locker. Joining her at the last second was her earlier zero hero Beau. This time he had the balls to speak up whispering toward her to get her attention, “Pssst! Don’t worry I have your back.”

Her eyes fluttered with curiosity as she turned her head his way. “What?”

“Wait for it.” They huddle next to one another. Beau grins at her and points toward an intercom speaker up on the wall. Seconds later the principal abruptly calls out for Brett Chenowyth to come to his office immediately. Paige’s jaw dropped as if it weighed a hundred pounds.

“What did you do?”

“Trashed his car. My beater with a heater smashed his back bumper and taillight. No hardcore damage but enough to stress Chenowyth out and maybe leave you alone today.”

“Whoa! No way! Why would you do that Beau?”

“You don’t deserve to be used like he has planned.”

“How do you know what he has planned?”

“I overheard him with his dufus friends talking about you blowing all three of them under the bleachers in the gym. What’s he got on you?” She was lost at how to answer his question at the moment.

Her smile was contagious suddenly. Truth be told that sounded fun even if Brett and his goons were blackmailing her. As they chatted secretly Brett bolted by them. He had his cell in hand while rushing to Principal Dewey’s office. Five minutes later both he and Dewey walked outside together to inspect the damage. Brett’s car was a mess. Beau had sense enough to park his car a block away and run back. He had to skip a class to accomplish it but it was worth it to make up for his reluctance to intervene earlier.

“Follow me.” Beau led her to a second-floor window onlooking the parking lot. There they observed a Police Officer who was already on the scene and writing up a report. “I called in an anonymous tip of a hit and run.”

“Wow! I’m sorry you had to hurt your car over me.”

“No problem the car’s on its last leg anyway. Rust bucket with bad everything. Shocked it gets me here.” He chuckles lifting a finger to pause. “It gets better. Watch!” He points as the Officer pulls out a large bag of illegal marijuana from beneath the dangling bumper. Brett went ballistic pacing about with his hands in his hair swearing it wasn’t his. “Don’t worry it’s not enough to get him into too much trouble. It’s my mom’s glaucoma weed. Weed is legal but that bag might be over the limit. I added grass to it to make it look bigger than it really is. Guess we’ll find out.”

“I don’t know what to say. Beau?” Paige decides to fill him in on her dilemma even if she omitted sections of the issue. On second thought! “His cell has pictures and video of me playing with myself. I have to get that cell. My dad walked into my bedroom catching me, so it looks bad.”

“Yikes! So that’s what Chenowimp has over your head. Ha! You were almost over his head. Sorry, bad timing. I don’t think he’s going to get arrested. That cop looks as if he’s going to have sympathy on Brett.” Beau frowns, “At least maybe this will buy you a day or three. He’s going to have to explain things to his parents. With weed I bet Principal Dewey at least suspends him a few days.”

“I almost feel badly for him. I know I shouldn’t but I kind of do. Beau? How do I get his cell so I can delete that stuff?”

“Not sure unless we tackle him and wrestle it out of his hands. Him being a football player that might not be easy. Fun maybe!”

“Fun?”

“You don’t see me for me, do you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Can you keep a secret?”

“Yes.”

He looks around for safety in the traffic of the hall. “I kind of have a crush on Brett myself. I haven’t come out of the closet, but I like guys.”

“You’re?” Her eyes bulged, not suspecting this side of Beau. “Wow! I would never have guessed.”

“I know! I don’t have the usual traits but I am. Can I borrow your jeans?” He chuckled.

“Noooo! Get your own.” Paige giggled then abruptly hugged him. “Thank you for helping me. I swear I won’t tell anyone.” Looking down at the scene, Dewey and Brett leave for the school. The Officer driving off with the weed. “They’re coming back.”

“See! No harm about him being arrested. Just lay low until he’s gone.”

“I still have classes. Brett’s friend Cody has next period with me. He might still demand...” She resists mentioning the pics her dad was supposed to send. She had already said way too much.

“Demand what?”

“A blowjob.” Then it occurred to her, “Wait! Sean has the same class with us. Sean said that he, Jeff, Drew, and Billy would get Brett’s cell. I’m not sure how much I trust them not to look at the pics and video. This could still go badly.”

“I wouldn’t trust them.”

“You wouldn’t?” She went from smile to pouting in a single breath.

“There’s four of them. All it’s going to take is one of them wanting to see the video to change their loyalties.”

“Noooo! They seemed so trustworthy.”

“I’m not saying they won’t honor your trust. Guys are, well, like that. A pretty girl doing naughty things is definitely eating at their imagination. Wouldn’t you want to see a video of a guy you like doing something sexy dirty?”

“Yeah, but Sean and his friends don’t like me that way...” She offers a naïve expression, “Do they?”

“Your ass was hanging out Paige. You know my secret now so, I can safely say, girl you have one tight little ass. Guys love that on a girl. I may be gay but even I can appreciate anatomy.”

“You thought my butt was tight and sexy?”

“Don’t make me say it. I said pretty earlier. Something about you was different is all. Did you like, just lose your virginity?”

“On my birthday I did.”

“Who was the lucky guy?”

“Not Brett Chenowyth.” She chuckled shyly. “I’d rather not say. He’s a friend of the family.”

“No problem! Go to lunch and finish your classes. I’ll talk to Drew. He’s in my next class. Maybe I can lure them into doing the right thing.”

“Ok. Thank you Beau Beau!” She called over her shoulder while starting her journey back downstairs when something occurred to her, stopping midway. “Beau?”

“Yepper?”

“Seeing as you’re not into girls could I get your help doing something?”

“Like what?”

“I signed up for Tender yesterday. A couple of guys want me to make videos for them. I really don’t want it to be the selfie kind.”

“Whoa! You just said you didn’t want your nudes in Brett’s hands. You’re giving them out to strangers?”

“Not nudes silly.” She would have loved to but needed to keep things calm. That and Tender had rules against too much skin. That would change, her videos would eventually go straight to the horse’s mouth so to speak.

Beau turned away suddenly leaning on a wall. He had to hide an erection. Maybe just maybe he wasn’t completely gay. Nodding he looked back. “What did you have in mind?”

“I’m not sure my daddy told me to keep it innocent but offer just enough to intrigue them.”

“Daddy? Aren’t you a little old to be calling him daddy?”

“But he is my daddy, always will be.” She stood her ground. “The first guy works out in the gym a lot. Maybe we can go to our gymnasium, and I can work out on some weights while I talk to him.”

“We can do that after school.”

“The other guy is into sports and horses. I’m not sure what to do for him.”

“Are you wanting to be sexy in the videos?”

“Maybe! I just don’t want to be blatant about it.”

“You should borrow a jersey and wear only it and toss a football around.”

“In school? You mean naked under the jersey?”

“You would be covered up, right?”

“True! Where would I get a jersey?”

“I’ll see if Drew has one here at school. Probably in his locker.”

“Okay! Meet me in the gym after last bell?” She smiled then switched to depressed shortly after, “I won’t have a way home if I miss the bus.”

“I’ll take you home. As long as my car didn’t die a lasting death after hitting on Brett’s ass. Rumper Bumper!” Now that sounded gay!