Fucking My Best Friends Dad Mga Nobela at Kwento

“It’s a plausible reason. Your dad can’t be trusted, you know.” “Excuse me?” I jabbed my finger into his chest, spinning slightly to face him. “The only untrustworthy person here is you. My dad is the innocent one! You are that devil in two bestfriends!” Amusement flickered in his eyes before a hearty laugh escaped him. “Oh, baby, you’re so delusional,” he said, shaking his head. “Innocent? Your dad? Trust me, I’ve known him longer than you, and that is definitely not the case. You should’ve seen him in his college days. The only thing that straightened him out was you.”

Just serious best-friend mode. “Bella… you have to let this go.” I laughed, but it came out bitter. “Easy for you to say.” “I’m not saying it’s easy. I’m saying it’s necessary.” She leaned forward, elbows on her knees. “This isn’t some cute little office crush. Alex is your dad’s best friend. His business partner. The guy who’s been around since you were a kid. If this blows up and it will your dad is going to lose his mind. Not just at Alex. At you too. You could lose your whole family over this.”

Her voice was shaking. “Work was fine. I'll be late so don't wait for me.” I said and hung up. “You do know that you are an asshole, right? And you will regret this. Just don't come crying to me then.” I hate that he's right — but that's what has to be done. Just this morning. I had wished a million times that she was not my best friend's daughter. I would have fucked her this night and make my intentions known But this — is totally forbidden.

“Why would you,why him?” I swallowed hard . “He’s older,” I said, voice shaking. “He’s your dad. My best friend’s dad.” Every word felt like a weight pressing down on my chest. “I would never hurt you like that,” I said, and that part was true. “Never. You have to trust me.” She hesitated. That pause nearly destroyed me. “I don’t know what to believe,” she cried. I reached for her before she could pull away, wrapping my arms around her, holding her the way I always had,like I could keep the world from touching her if I just held on tight enough.

Her legs shaking around hips with her mouth open, calling me daddy… no wait Not daddy. Desmond The only man who ever ruined himself trying not love her. My cum came suddenly like a violent explosion, splattering my stomach, chest, neck, even my throat. Breathing heavily, I collapsed back into the bed trembling. God help me... because even covered in mess thinking about my best friend's daughter. I wanted more of Brielle so badly and not tomorrow, not even someday, now. And if that makes me monster? Then let hell come find what’s already theirs .

His question pulled me to reality… “I was heading to the storage room. I want to get a vase.” “A vase?” “Yes. For flowers.” I waited for his next question, but none came. “Don’t let me stop you.” I immediately turned around, and walked out. Had he seen me checking him out? Surely, he must have… Fuck! My cheeks blushed pink. Why was I drooling over my best friend’s father? I pushed the storage door open, picked out the first vase I saw, and bolted before he could remember to call my name again. I couldn’t bare to look him in the face anymore. He knew I was gawking at his physique. Fuck me.

We stayed like that for a moment, panting, his cock still twitching inside me. He was my father’s best friend. And I would happily pray on my knees every single day just to keep getting fucked like his personal whore — as long as Daddy and Mommy never found out.

“I think we both need a drink.” Jade leaned closer. “And you still liked him after that?” “God, I hated him. I did. But I also couldn't stop thinking about him. There was something about him. I don't know. It just..never left me. And trust me, It's not just about the dick.” Sophie returned to her seat with a tequila in her hand. “So you're saying, you slept with your dad's best friend. He ghosted you, and then went and fell in love with him anyway? Baby girl, your life is wild.”

"Maria was humble, slept on a mattress, Alex..." "I know. We fucked there too." He widened his eyes, staring at me in shock. "Oh, fuck! Where else did you...?" I’m her father’s best friend. And now, I’m also... your worst mistake. "You’re feeling like a badass, huh? Too bad I don’t have anyone of yours left to fuck." I lamented, tapping his shoulder without aggression. "It’s not about competition. Or revenge." I took a deep breath. "I’ll take you home. Tomorrow, we’ll talk calmly."

Apparently he was still a fucking dick, even when he was sick. “Yeah, dad. I wanted to see you. To say goodbye.” I replied. “You’re just here to get into my good graces, make sure you get some of the inheritance!” Dad shouted angrily. I laughed, “I never needed your fucking money.” “Dad, I just lost a really good fucking friend of mine a few months ago. And I couldn’t say goodbye to him. So here I fucking am, saying goodbye to my father.” I said, holding my arms out wide.