Daddy’s Stress Relief : Part 1

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It was late on a Friday night and I was waiting in the sitting room for my dad to return from work. He had recently been promoted in his already well-paying job, which was fantastic news to the both of us, but we soon realized the cons of this promotion. He had to work longer hours, which he truly didn’t mind as he has worked hard his entire life to support me, his darling daughter.

My mom died giving birth to me which shattered my father’s heart. She was his one true love, the woman of his dreams, and for her to die to give me life was the most painful and heartwarming thing to ever happen in his life. All the love he had for my mom was now put onto me. He made sure that I was always one hundred percent happy in whatever I was doing, be that school, sports, friends you name it! He made sure that it was right for me no matter the price.

As I grew older, we began to build a relationship. I know some kids would be distraught if their father wanted to spent time with them but I always had time for mine. I knew he loved me so much with all the sacrifices he has made throughout the years just so I could live comfortably, even if it meant he didn’t. I truly look up to him and know how a real man should act which I’m so eternally grateful for.

Another con to his promotion is that he had to mingle and micromanage dozens of people. Let’s just say that he’s not very extroverted as he’s always preferred to stay at home with a group of small friends than to go out clubbing. With this new arrangement he began to build up stress. Stress wasn’t new to him as you can imagine, raising a daughter by yourself would give you way too much of it, but I apparently made it easy for him as we built a close friendship. I would even go as far and say that he’s my best friend and hopefully he’d say the same. We always crack jokes together, often directed towards a flaw we have which always ended up with us roaring with laughter. Like I said, I truly love and look up to the man, which made what I was about to do turn my stomach.

See, I had entered into a sex education program in my high school. It was aimed towards students sixteen years of age and up as teenage pregnancy was on a high in our area. When I told my father he seemed thrilled. He always supported me especially when it came to furthering my education.

The teacher for the class was a lovely old lady named Miss Evergreen, who seemed to know her stuff very well. She had the kindest face I’ve ever seen. It was wrinkled and creamy white of colour with dark brown eyes that looked like chocolate swirling around in a blender. Her hair was cut to her shoulders, which suited her perfectly as her brown, frizzy hair flowed down her head almost angelically. She would smile at you when asking a question and her voice could make you fall asleep, which definitely did happen to a few people in the class. She never raised her voice not even once. She somehow managed to control the whole class with her soft-spoken mouth. I absolutely adored her and made the very awkward subject seem so peaceful.

One day, she was on the benefits of having sex. She rambled on about how having a healthy sex life can improve your life by lowering your blood pressure, having a better immune system and much more. One of the benefits was a lowering of your stress and anxiety levels. As soon as those words flooded my eardrums I thought of my father and how stressed and unlike himself he was ever since getting promoted. Ideas soon followed, ‘Should I try get someone to hook up with him?’ ‘Who would even want to fucked him? None of my friends and I’m not going to ask their moms or go to the strip club. That would be far too weird’. I sat there thinking of what I could do when it dawned on me ‘How long has my dad gone without sex?’.

The question that I made up in my own head had baffled me. I searched through my memories as I tried to think back to when he could have done it last. When he wasn’t home, he was either at work or doing something with me. He doesn’t really like to go out as much anymore as him and my mom would do that the whole time. It brought to much pain to even consider the idea of going out for a drink let alone going out to a club. I tried to think if I could hear any moans or any unknow woman to be in the house but no, I couldn’t think of anything. Has my dad really not had sex since my mom died? That would be nearly eighteen years ago. It couldn’t be true.

When I came to the new realization, I knew that getting him to hook up with some random woman would never work. He’d have to do it with someone he knew and loved. At this point I was completely ignoring Miss Evergreen as I tried to think of a woman that he might say yes to after a bit of convincing. My mind quickly went blank. There wasn’t anyone I could think of, most of his friends lived hours away since he moved us shortly after my mom died. I suppose everything that reminded him of her was too much pain and just wanted to leave it all behind. ‘There has to be someone!’ I thought to myself before a look of horror came onto my face.

Me. I was the only person he’d most likely have sex with.

Me. His own daughter.

‘NO! There has to be someone else. There surely has to be!’ I said to myself but the more that I thought about it the clearer it was, that I was-

“Miss Ryan?” a soft voice of a woman called for me. I quickly came back to reality to find that the classroom had become empty. “Miss Ryan? Are you ok?” Miss Evergreen asked as she gently placed her hand on my shoulder. “You look like your about to get sick!” she stated worryingly.

“Yes, miss. I’m fine, I just uh, felt a bit uneasy. But I’m fine now” I said as I got off my chair and grabbed my bag. “Are you sure Molly? I’ll take you to the nurse’s office if you wish?” My heart nearly melted. The kindness of this woman was unbelievable. All I could do was give her a reassuring smile. “Yes miss, I’m sure.” She smiled back at me “OK pet. You get home safe now. Who’s collecting you?” She asked as I put my bag over my shoulder, hugging my grey hoodie “I’m walking home today miss, my dad’s working again.” I told her as we headed to the door. “Oh, that father of yours, always working.” she said with a giggle “hopefully he’ll buy you something pretty with all that money.” she added with a wink. I chuckled a bit, knowing that I don’t really ask for expensive things or expect them “Yea hopefully.” I answered her with a smile before opening the door. “See you next week miss.” I said as I waved goodbye to her while walking out the door. “See you next week Molly.” She waved back with a large smile on her face.

‘What was I thinking about again?’ I asked myself in my head as I walked down the corridor. I got a bit frustrated that I couldn’t remembered until I saw some couple making out behind the lockers. It all came back to me like a tidal wave, hitting my body making my face go pale again with the horror. ‘There has to be someone else?’ I asked myself again. I somehow managed to continue walking down the corridor towards the main door. My brain was getting overloaded by all the thoughts attacking me all at once. I opened the door, the fresh air giving me a bit of relief. I closed my eyes as I took it all in, clearing my mind. I walked over to the bench and sat there until I calmed down again.

‘Ok, let’s think about this logically.’ I thought to myself. ‘My father is only going to get worse if I don’t do something. All the things that he has given up and done for me will go to waste if I don’t help him in his time of need.’ I sat there thinking it all over before making my mind up. I closed my eyes as I took a deep breath. “I have to, for him” I whispered to myself as I hung my head down low. After a few minutes of me coming to the realization, I got up and started to walk home. I had plenty of time to think about how I could do this as my dad doesn’t get home till late at night.

I arrived home after coming up with a plan on how to make this work. But, as usual, I went and made us dinner which was part of my daily chores. After a few minutes I made a big bowel of pasta that should keep us fed for the oncoming weekend. I sat down and ate my dinner while also multitasking as I did my homework. It was around seven pm before I had finished up but I still had a bit of time left before my dad got home. So, I went upstairs and changed into something comfier but it also had to be something normal so I wouldn’t freak my dad out too much. I spent the time relaxing in the sitting room, watching tv as I waited. I kept thinking my plan over and over again to make sure that I truly did want to go ahead with this and to know exactly what to do and say.

At around eleven o’clock I heard the roar of my father’s engine in the background before hearing it park up outside. I went into the kitchen to get myself a glass of water, nearly spilling it as my hands shook from how nervous I was.

I heard him unlocking the door and opening it. A grunt came from the sitting room as he falls down onto the couch.