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HER DAD’S COCK 1

Avery.I had been sleeping over at Sophie’s house for three nights straight and every single one of them ended the same way. Sophie passed out early, the house went quiet, and I stayed awake listening for the sound of her dad moving around downstairs.Sean Grant.Forty two. Tall. Broad shoulders. Dark hair with a little silver at the temples. That deep voice that always made my stomach pull tight even when he was just asking if we wanted pizza. He and Sophie’s mom had finalized the divorce six months ago. Since then he had been quieter, more tired around the eyes, and somehow hotter because of it. I hated that I noticed. I hated that I kept inventing reasons to stay over so I could notice more.Tonight Sophie had fallen asleep on the couch halfway through the movie. I covered her with a blanket and went upstairs to change. The guest room was right across from Sean’s bedroom. I stood in front of the mirror in just a long oversized t shirt that barely covered my ass and stared at myself

HER DAD’S COCK 2

Avery.Sophie had another early shift the next morning so she was gone by seven. I stayed in the guest room until I heard Sean’s truck leave for work. The house felt different without either of them in it. I made coffee and drank it standing at the kitchen window in the same thin t shirt from the night before, replaying every word he had said and the way the front of his sweatpants had looked when he got hard talking to me.I spent the day half working on my laptop and half listening for his truck. When it finally pulled into the driveway at six I felt the ache between my legs start up again like it had been waiting for the sound.Sophie texted that she was going out with coworkers after her shift and would be late. Maybe very late. I stared at the message until the words blurred.Sean came through the front door and dropped his keys on the table. He saw me on the couch and stopped for a second.“You’re still here.”“Sophie said I could stay another night. She’s going out after work.”

HER DAD’S COCK 3

Avery.Sophie dropped the takeout bag on the counter and started pulling out containers like nothing was wrong. I stood frozen with my thighs still sticky and the taste of Sean’s fingers somewhere in the back of my throat. Sean kept his back to both of us at the sink, rinsing a glass that did not need rinsing.“You two look weird,” Sophie said. She glanced between us. “Did I interrupt something?”“Just talking,” Sean said. His voice came out even. I did not know how. “You’re home early.”“My coworker bailed. I brought extra. Avery, you want some of this noodles?”“I’m good,” I managed. “Tired. Think I’m gonna head up.”Sophie shrugged and started making herself a plate. “Dad, you want any?”“I’ll eat later.”I walked out of the kitchen on legs that still felt unsteady. Every step made me feel how wet I still was. I went upstairs and closed the guest room door and sat on the edge of the bed listening. Downstairs I heard Sophie talking about her shift and Sean giving short answers. Aft

HER DAD’S COCK 4

Avery.Sophie left for work early again the next morning. I stayed in the guest room until I heard the front door close and Sean’s truck start up in the driveway. Only then did I get out of bed. My thighs were sticky. His cum had dried on my skin overnight. I could still feel the stretch of him every time I moved.I showered in the guest bathroom and put on one of Sophie’s old t shirts that barely covered my ass. No bra. No shorts. The house was empty and quiet. I made coffee and sat at the kitchen table replaying every filthy thing Sean had said while he was inside me. The way he told me this pussy belonged to him under his roof. The way he came in me twice and still wanted more.My phone buzzed at noon.Be home at 5. Sophie has a late shift. Don’t put clothes on.I spent the rest of the afternoon wet and restless. When his truck finally pulled in I was already standing in the kitchen in nothing but the thin shirt.Sean walked through the door, dropped his keys, and looked at me for

HER DAD’S COCK 5

Avery.Sophie’s door stayed closed. The house settled into that deep quiet that only came after midnight. I waited until I could not hear any more movement from her room, then slipped out of the guest bed still wearing the thin t shirt and nothing underneath.My thighs were sticky. His cum from earlier had dried in places and stayed wet in others. Every step down the short hallway made me feel it.Sean’s door was unlocked. I pushed it open and closed it behind me without a sound. He was already in bed, bare chested, the sheet pushed down to his waist. The second he saw me he sat up and reached for me. I went straight to him. He pulled the shirt over my head and tossed it aside, then dragged me down onto the mattress.“Took you long enough,” he muttered against my mouth. “I’ve been hard since she closed her door.”He kissed me deep and filthy while his hands moved over my body like he already owned every inch. I pushed the sheet the rest of the way down and wrapped my fingers around hi

HER DAD’S COCK 6

Avery. Sophie stood in the middle of the living room looking between me and her father. The silence stretched until it hurt. Sean’s face stayed carefully blank but I could see the tension in his shoulders. My own pulse was so loud I was sure they could both hear it. Sophie spoke slowly. “I’m going to ask this one time. And I want a straight answer from both of you. Are you fucking each other?” Neither of us answered right away. The truth sat in the room like a third person. Sean looked at me. I looked at him. Then he exhaled and nodded once. “Yes,” he said. Sophie’s face went through several expressions in a few seconds. Shock. Anger. Something harder to name. She let out a short disbelieving laugh and pushed both hands into her hair. “Unbelievable. My best friend and my dad. How long?” “A few days,” I said. My voice came out smaller than I wanted. “Sophie, I—” “Don’t.” She held up a hand. “Just don’t. I need a second.” She turned away and walked to the window. Sean and I st

BENT OVER HIS FATHER’S DESK 1

Kaitlyn.I was already at my desk when he walked in.Julian King. Twenty-two. Richard King’s only son. Tall, dark hair that looked like he had run his hands through it on purpose, sharp jaw, and the kind of confident walk that came from never having to earn a single thing in his life. He wore a white button-down with the sleeves rolled up and black trousers that fit too well. The company badge hanging around his neck still had the plastic film on it.Richard had told me last week that his son would be interning for the summer. “Keep an eye on him, Kaitlyn. Make sure he actually works.” I had nodded and smiled and said of course. I had not expected the son to look like that.He stopped in front of my desk and smiled like he already knew something I did not.“You’re Ms. Voss.”“I am. You must be Julian.”“Julian King. Trying to pretend I’m useful for three months.” His eyes moved over me in a way that was just shy of rude. “My father said you’re the one who actually runs this place.”“I

BENT OVER HIS FATHER’S DESK 2

Kaitlyn.The next day Julian showed up at my desk at 7:40 in the morning with two coffees.He set one in front of me without asking how I took it. Black, one sugar. Exactly right. I looked up at him and he just smiled like he had already catalogued that information from somewhere.“Morning, Ms. Voss.”“You didn’t have to do that.”“I wanted to. Consider it a thank you for not making me feel completely useless yesterday.” He leaned his hip against my desk again in that same way.“Father’s in early. He’s already asked if I’ve bothered you yet.”“And what did you tell him?”“That I’m being on my best behavior.” His eyes dropped to my mouth for half a second. “For now.”He walked off toward his temporary desk before I could answer. I wrapped my hands around the coffee cup and tried to ignore the way my pulse had picked up just from the smell of his cologne lingering near my chair.The day dragged. Every time I looked up he seemed to be looking back. Once I caught him watching me while I w

BENT OVER HIS FATHER’S DESK 3

KaitlynI stayed late on purpose the next night.Richard left at six-thirty for a client dinner. Most of the floor cleared out by seven. I sat at my desk with the same report open on my screen and watched the clock while my pulse sat too high in my throat. At seven-forty my phone buzzed.His office. Now. Leave the underwear in your drawer.I stared at the message for a long second. Then I opened the bottom drawer of my desk, slipped my hands under my skirt, and worked the lace down my legs. I dropped the damp underwear into the drawer and closed it. The air on my bare skin under the skirt felt wrong and electric at the same time.Julian was already inside when I reached Richard’s office. He closed the door behind me and locked it. The click sounded final. He was in shirtsleeves again, collar open, eyes dark the second they landed on me.“Did you do what I told you?”“Yes.”“Show me.”I reached down and slowly dragged my pencil skirt up my thighs until it bunched at my hips. Julian’s e

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Kaitlyn The elevator doors opened and Richard King stepped out.My entire body went cold and then burning hot at the same time. Julian’s cum was still slowly leaking out of me onto the chair. My skirt was damp between my thighs. Richard walked toward the executive wing with his phone to his ear, nodding at me as he passed my desk.“Still here, Kaitlyn? You’re going to work yourself to death.”“Just finishing the projections,” I managed. My voice sounded almost normal. “They’ll be on your desk first thing.”“Good. Julian still around?”Julian appeared from the other side of the floor like he had been waiting for the question. His expression was perfectly polite. Only his eyes gave anything away when they flicked to me for half a second.“Right here. I was going over the Q3 notes Ms. Voss gave me.”Richard smiled, distracted by whatever was happening on his call. “Don’t keep her too late. Night, both of you.”He disappeared into his office and closed the door. The second it latched I l

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