I gave the man the highest sentence I could ever give someone. I would give him the death penalty if I could. This man molested his 12-year-old daughter and had done it for years. His defence was weak. Basically, he said that he was in love with his daughter. He begged for help to stop these urges. In my final speech, I told him that he was the adult. He was supposed to show his daughter boundaries. He was supposed to protect her. She needed a Dads love, not a Dads lust! She would now be the one that needed help, not him. I knew people considered me as a strict judge, but someone had to be hard on these paedophiles that abused children.
When I came back to my office, my staff clapped at the outcome of the trial. I smiled as I was happy that they could see that justice was being done. I only had a handful of people working for me. I had a lawyer, a bailiff, a researcher and a secretary. I was proud of my little team, in which I called the justice dream.
Waiting for me was a new secretary. She started that day and was already busy at her desk. I did not have time to welcome her that morning, as I had to finish this case. Her name was Miss Parks. She was a young secretary and not bad looking. She was a single mom, so I doubt she has much time to go to parties or things like that. I asked her what it was like being a working mom. She smiled and said there were not enough hours in the day. She had a daughter that was 11 years old. Her name was Mary. Miss Parks was proud of her daughter, that was well behaved and done well at school.
Just as this was said, Mary came in and gave her a hug. She was finished at school and agreed to meet her mom at work. She was quite small for her age. She was a pretty girl, with shoulder length hair and a cute face. She wore the typical clothes a child would wear.. shorts that showed her slender legs and a belly top that showed her belly button. I thought about the man that I put in jail. I bet he would have got a hardon. I actually wondered why I had one. I stopped thinking to myself when I noticed Mary blushing because I was staring at her belly button.
I got myself together and welcomed the girl to the office. Miss Parks looked worried and asked Mary to wait in the waiting room as she was not done. I told her this was nonsense and said Mary could wait in my office. This made Miss Parks worried as she was far than done and did not want her daughter to be a burden. I told her that she could read some magazines that I had plus I had nothing to do.
So I was in the office with an 11-year-old girl, and for some reason, I could not help looking at her bellybutton. Did girls wear those skimpy tops so men would notice? I don’t think Mary did as she blushed when she saw me looking. I sat down next to her on a sofa and asked her about her interests and friends. It appears as if she did not have many friends as her classmates said she was often serious and thought too much. I wanted to give her a hug as I know what it's like having no friends. She put her head on my shoulder. When she did this, I was a bit shocked as the girl just met me and was now leaning her head on me. Maybe she needed a father figure. Despite it being an odd situation, I cherished at having her lean against me. She told me she had ambitions. She wanted to be a judge and even a superior judge. I told her what it was like being a judge and I could see that she was very interested. After a while, we had nothing to say. She was still leaning against me and I put my hand around her shoulder. We stayed like that until Miss Parker said that it was time to go home. Mary sprung up and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
It was time for me to go home as well. That night I looking at the local news on TV. There was a segment about me and the case with the pervert Dad. I was praised for being fair and yet not afraid to give people harsh sentences. I must admit I was proud of my job. I had great achievements and always took my job seriously, it cost me a lot. I never had time for my wife and children. Now, my children did not speak to me and my wife was more like a woman that lived in the same house. We only pretended we were in love when we were in public.
I closed my eyes and could see Mary with her bellybutton leaning her head on my shoulder. She sure made an impression on me. I tried to convince myself that she was a pretty child. I was not like that Dad that molested his daughter. The fact was that Mary was lonely, and I could not understand it, as she was intelligent and ambitious. I enjoyed her conversation. I sighed as I remembered my dick stood attention when I saw her first, and it nearly burst out of my pants when I put my hand around her. My dick has a mind of its own, and obviously enjoyed when she sat next to me.
The next day, Miss Parks was at the office before I came. I told her I was glad that she was at the office and hoped she would come to the office family picnic. She was so happy about this. I told her that I would support Mary and her ambitions to do law. She could come to my office while her mom worked and I would let her watch the work. In fact, we would give Mary some pocket money, so it would be a job for her. This made Miss Parks so happy, as she did not like Mary waiting in some boring room until she was finished.
“It’s no problem,” I explained, “I think it will be good for Mary to get some experience in the office. She is mature enough and very intelligent and I believe we can help give young people a better future.”
I went to the office and poured a cup of coffee when two men came in. I knew them as they were in the political party I supported. We all sat and talked about politics, especially what was happening in our city. It was no secret that I disliked the current mayor. This seemed to please the two men. They asked if I would run for mayor in the upcoming election. I nearly fell off my chair when they said this. This was what I was waiting for all my life. I wanted to make a change in the world and do something important. I wanted to make the world a better place to live in. I knew I could. I shook their hands and said it would be an honour. It seemed like they knew I would say yes as they said there would be a press conference that afternoon.
So I spent all day doing a speech. Time went quick and this was annoying as I wanted it to be perfect. As I was going out to the press, Mary came into the office. She was wearing a denim dress that showed her shoulders. She had no top under it. She politely thanked me for letting her work here and asked what should she do. I told her she could come to the press conference. On the way down, she held my hand… that for some reason sent electricity bolts down my spine.
I did not use the speech I prepared. I told the press that Mary was the daughter of my secretary and she was our future. My speech then explained what I thought a mayor should do for Mary. A good education in a town where she felt safe and healthy. I warned people that she would not get that with the current mayor. Then I announced I would be running for mayor.
Mary and I went to the office after the press conference. I sat on the sofa stressed at the thought of campaigning and all the things I needed to do. Mary jumped on my lap and said the press conference was so exciting. She smiled and said she would be in the newspapers the next day. She gave me a kiss on the cheeks and said thank you. I smiled and said she could be my mascot. She could be my good luck charm. This made her giggle. As I looked at her, I could see down her denim dress. I could see her nipples. She had no breasts yet, just puffy nipples. I could not help but look at them.
“Your dick is getting hard, I can feel it under me,” she said in a matter of fact way. I stuttered and tried to make an excuse but she responded by saying, “Its ok. I know you like me, I saw how you looked at me yesterday and now you are looking down my dress. I have not started puberty yet, but I know some men like that”
“L-let’s make one thing clear. I do not like you that way. I like you as a friend”
“Not true, your dick says it wants to be my boyfriend.”
“It's illegal for a man to be a girl’s boyfriend. Let’s not even go there” I pleaded
“That’s why we have to keep it a secret!”
A part of me wanted to rip her dress off and kiss her all over and make love to her. Luckily her mom came and said it was time to go home. I remained sitting on the sofa thinking of what was happening. Was an 11-year-old falling in love with me and was I falling in love with her? Until a few days ago I would have thrown such a person in jail saying an adult could not fall in love with a child. However, I could not deny I had similar feelings for her. When I saw her, it made me so happy. When we talked, it gave me so much joy. When we sat close, I was in heaven.
There was no doubt. I was falling in love with an 11-year-old. I was a paedophile!
The next day, we had a family picnic. I got dressed in shorts and a polo top. It was a good day, as the newspapers had a poll, where I was only 1 point behind the current mayor. This gave me confidence in my campaign and made me believe that I would be the next mayor.
People came to the picnic. Miss Parker looked eloquent as ever. She told Mary to go and play as she had to talk work things with me. I saw Mary skip away. My heart was beating hard. She was wearing a white summer dress, and when she was in the sunlight, I could see her legs and even panties. I pulled myself together and asked Miss Parker what the problem was.
“I feel bad and embarrassed,” She said, “I read my daughters diary and I know I shouldn’t have. She wrote that she was in love with an old man. She held his hands and knew they belonged together.”
“Do we know who he is?” I asked, knowing the answer.
“No. The good thing is that he told her she is not interested. I feel so relieved that there are a few good men out there”
“Then what is the problem?”
“I do not know what to do. Love to her is a puppy love thing. She is not after sex or that sort of thing, as she knows very little about it. She even wrote in her diary that she heard about blowjobs and intercourse, but she thinks that’s only for sluts. She just wants to kiss and cuddle and someone think she is pretty. What if she meets the wrong man? What should I say to her?”
I was relieved that Mary was no Lolita and was a girl that wanted sex. I told Miss Parker that it was a stage and not to mention it. Maybe it was time for the birds and bees talk.
Besides that, I needed her mom's help. I needed a campaign manager and knew Miss Parker had the qualifications. It would mean more work, but she would be paid a lot more, and Mary could continue helping me in the office. Her mom was so happy about this!
After I ate and held a small speech, I sat down under a tree. I needed to be alone. I suppose everyone needs to do this at one stage. Mary found me and sat beside me. She said this was a good hiding place and they talked about the garden party. She really did not like parties as she did not know people and was a bit shy. To be honest, I was also a bit shy at parties. She asked if she could sit on my lap. This was it! I had to think of what path I would now take. Would I do the responsible thing and tell her I was too old for her?
When she was sitting on my lap, we just looked into each other's eyes. I was feeling weird. I felt like a little boy that fell in love for the first time. It was like we were the only people in the world. It was like time stopped. I loved my wife at one stage, but I never had the feeling like this.
“It will be our secret,” she said.
Without saying it, we knew that we were boyfriend and girlfriend. This was not like the paedophiles I put in jail. It was not lust. It was a special connection we had. She was on my lap and facing me. My hands were on her thighs. They were so soft! I could not help but rub her thigh. Mary went totally quiet, which was unusual. I told her to say stop if she did not like me feeling her thigh. She just let out a small moan and put her arms around my neck. She kissed my cheek and asked me did I love her. I kissed her on the lips and nodded my head. Then I kissed her once more on the lips. This time I tried to put my tongue in her mouth. I really didn’t think about it, as that was the way I always kissed. I forget she most likely did not know what it was, so that explained why she pulled her head back. I explained it was called a French kiss and she should try it. So we kissed again and this time our tongues danced in each other’s mouth. The taste was so sweet. Mary was moaning and hugging me tightly when we stopped to catch our breath, then she asked me to try it again. While we were kissing, my hand found its way up her thigh to her panties. I was waiting for her to pull away, but as she did not, I put my hands down her panties and felt her pussy. It was so smooth! I was also surprised that it was wet. She had a bald pussy which reminded me that I was molesting a small girl. I continued exploring her pussy as we kissed. Mary was beginning to breathe very loudly and at the end, she shouted something was happening. It looked like she had a mini orgasm. Her head collapsed on my shoulder and we just sat their quietly until her mom called her.
I could not sleep that night. I molested a girl that was 11. That is what the law said. However, I knew it was not lust. It was true love. I know she had feelings for me and I had feelings for her. It was like we were soul mates. We just liked being in others company and now I know she liked kissing. It's not like I forced her to do anything.
The next day I went to the campaign office. It was strange seeing posters of me hanging telling people to vote for me. I suppose I had to get used to being famous until the election is over.
That morning I had a few interviews. I did not say bad things about the mayor. I told people to judge him in what he did and what he did not do. It was more fun telling what I believed in. I was very conservative in my views. I believed that everyone had responsibilities and duties. If everyone did their bit to the best then the city would be a better place to live in.
That afternoon, Mary came after school. She jumped in my arms and gave me a
Kiss. I was quick as to close the door and blinds as she continued to smother me with kisses. We sat on the sofa where I talked about the campaign. She was not that interested in talking about the campaign. She sat on my lap and said she wanted to kiss. So we kissed for a while my hand fumbled to open the jeans she had on. It was
The same as we done the day before. She stopped at one stage and told me that she could feel my dick poking up. I think she was content in just kissing me, but I told her she can look at it if she wants to. Mary reluctantly got on her knees before me as I
took out my dick. It was amazing seeing her eyes widen as she saw my hard dick. I
told her she could touch it. She said it was fine just looking at it. Then I put my hands behind her head and pushed her head towards my cock. I told her to open her mouth and suck it. Mary started shaking saying maybe we should wait. She actually did not
get to finish the sentence my dick was in her mouth,
I was fucking a girl’s virgin mouth and the wetness and her soft tongue were like being in heaven. She looked so small kneeling before me. I was moaning and groaning as my dick never felt so good. I could not remember when I got a blowjob. My wife never did it. Mary had my cock in her mouth, and when she looked up at me, I saw her eyes were no longer innocent. She was now a cocksucker. I told her to stop as I was cumming. The poor girl was confused and continued sucking. I came in her mouth, which made her choke and lose her breath. I picked her up and gave her a hug and apologised for making her suck me. Mary started kissing me again and said she didn’t mind sucking me, once it made me happy.
It was now weekend. I told Mary that she could come with me to a rally where I
would be holding a speech. Mary now was as excited as she was deciding what she would wear if she was in the newspaper again. I told her she had to ask her mother.
So next day, I picked her up and we drove to the Rally. Mary was in an overall with a
white blouse. As we drove there, she was reading the newspaper. She was excited as she said I was 7 points ahead. This was hard for me to understand. It was becoming more and more of a reality that I was going to be the mayor. The speech went fine. I presented Mary as the daughter of my campaign manager and the future of our city. Then I announced some policies that would make Mary proud to live in our city when she was older.
On the way back we stopped in the woods. I took a few sandwiches which we ate.
After we ate, Mary climbed on my lap and started kissing me with great passion. My hands were all over her body and I managed to take all her clothes off. I put a blanket over us as people that would walk by could not see it was a naked child with a middle-aged man. I told her to lie on the ground. I started to lick her nipples. She was flat, but she was my girlfriend. Then I licked her pussy. This nearly made her jump. I paid attention to her clit that drove Mary wild. It was hard keeping her quiet, so people would not know a child was below the blanket. She whispered to me that it felt so good.
I put some lube on my dick and raised her legs. I told Mary that this would hurt but she would like it. Thankfully I was not born with the largest dick, but as I slowly pushed it in, she was biting her lips and crying. I asked her if I should stop, but she whimpered she wanted to be my girlfriend. I slowly began to fuck the little girl. She was so tight that I thought she would squeeze my cock off of me. I never had sex like this in my life. It was so new, so intense and full of love. After a bit, Mary stopped crying and even began to meet my thrusts. Her legs were around my back and squeezing me tight. It, of course, ended that I came in her. This made her look into my eyes and say a part of me was always in her. Then she kissed me and said she loved me!
We had sex in some form for a week. Mary did not like getting fucked that much. She preferred kissing and being a cocksucker. The only reason she fucked me was that she wanted my baby.
I was now 11 points ahead in the polls, and it was time for the big debate with the current mayor. I felt lonely before the debate, so I sent Mary a text message. I wrote that I missed my girlfriend and so did my cock!
I won that debate, as he seemed to be too worried and tired. I actually felt sorry for him, as he done his best as the mayor. I even said positive things about him. He was losing in the polls and it seemed as he was desperate. He had few policies, so he criticised me a lot. I suppose throwing mud is part of politics.
After the debate, I looked to see if Mary wrote back. There was no answer.
The next day when I went to the campaign office, Miss Parks was not there. This upset me as there was so much to do. Everyone seemed very quiet which was unusual. I told them to get to work, as we had an election to work. They were all staring at the local news on TV, so I looked to see what the big fuss was all about. It was a segment about me and I nearly fainted when they said I have been accused of grooming and having sex with a child. It was like the whole world was caving down on me. I went into my office and collapsed on the chair. I was thinking of how to get out of this.
After composing myself I went to talk with the campaign staff. I told them that if any of them believed the allegations, they could leave. Otherwise, I would work with the police and we would win the election. The staff clapped supporting me and then went to work.
I made a statement to the press that I was innocent and this was just a dirty trick so that I would lose the election.
I spent all afternoon with the police. The investigator asked about Mary. I explained that Mary waited for her mother after work and helped me in the office. Then they asked about the text message I sent. I made an excuse that someone must have used it when I was debating. The policeman was in doubt and it was obvious he did not believe anything that I said. He told me we would speak again.
I was now living in hell. When I came home, my wife already packed her suitcase. I
was now alone.
The next morning I went into the office. Only one person was there. I looked at the
newspaper, and it was an interview with Miss Parks that said she “accidentally” read
Mary's diary and read how I slowly groomed her to have sex with me. The newspaper wrote that Mary really did not want the sex. She just liked being with me and being noticed by someone. I didn’t read the rest, except the polls that showed me at the bottom.
I rang Miss Parker and asked her how she could do it?
“I shouldn’t be talking to you,” she said, “but I will ask you to consider this. You know
Mary looked up to you. Most likely she wanted a father figure but got confused with wanting to be a girlfriend. At any rate, you are older and should have shown boundaries. Now before you deny all this, I ask you to do what is right. Please do not let Mary be in the news and have to testify in a court case. She is too young to do this.”
I tried to say something, but Miss Parks just said don’t let Mary testify.
Miss Paker did not understand true love did not look at age...
I sat at my desk. The election was over for me. There was no chance I would win.
You may as well say I would also lose my job. My wife left me and I never spoke to my children. The worse thing was that I missed Mary. The only person I cared about was Mary. I also agreed with Mary’s mom that testifying in a court would be too much.
I held a press conference before I went to the police station.
Alexander Temple 2018