Chapter 1: Rebound

Isabella Swan stared blankly at the wall, her mind still reeling from the breakup with Edward. It had been weeks, but the pain still felt like an open wound. She couldn't shake the feeling of being abandoned and unwanted. Her friends had been trying to get her out more, to distract her from the ache in her heart, but nothing seemed to be working. That was when she started to think of Carlisle Cullen, Edward's adoptive father. She had always found him attractive, with his chiseled features and piercing blue eyes, but she had never acted on it. Now, she found herself wondering if he might be the distraction she needed. As she pondered this, an idea began to form in her mind. She would go to Carlisle's office and ask for his help. Maybe he could offer her some guidance, or perhaps just a friendly ear to listen. Whatever the reason, she knew she had to see him. Isabella made her way to the Cullen house, her heart pounding in her chest. She hadn't been there since Edward and she had broken up, and she wasn't sure what to expect. When she arrived, she found Carlisle in his office, working on a patient. He looked up as she entered, a look of concern on his face. "Isabella, what brings you here?" he asked, his voice low and soothing. Isabella took a deep breath and walked closer to his desk. "I was wondering if we could talk, Carlisle," she said, trying to sound calm. Carlisle nodded and motioned for her to sit down. But as she approached his desk, he stood up and walked around to her side. His eyes locked onto hers, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. Without a word, Carlisle reached out and gently took Isabella's hand, leading her to the large wooden desk. He pushed her gently forward, so she was bent over, her ass in the air. Isabella's eyes went wide as Carlisle's hands began to roam over her body, his fingers tracing the curves of her hips and the small of her back. She felt a shiver run down her spine as he leaned in close, his breath whispering against her ear. "Tell me, Isabella," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "What do you want from me?" Isabella's heart was racing, her body responding to Carlisle's touch in ways she hadn't expected. She felt a surge of desire, mixed with a little fear. As she looked up at him, she saw the intensity in his eyes, and she knew that she was in this now, no matter where it led. " Carlisle, I..." she started, but before she could finish, he cut her off. "Don't talk, just feel," he whispered, as he began to pull her hair and spank her small but perky ass. Isabella screamed "DADDY" as Carlisle started to fuck her tight little pussy with his large dick. "You're so tight, Isabella," Carlisle said, his voice filled with desire. "And your little pussy is so wet." Isabella didn't know what to say, she was in pure shock, but as Carlisle continued to fuck her from behind, she started to enjoy it. The user can continue directing the story from here.