Fucking My Best Friends Dad の小説・ストーリー

A best friend like Josey is the best thing that happened to me. "You know I love you, right? I can't watch you suffer, Gabs. I'd rather lay down my life for you. You're all I have and I can't watch you in so much and do nothing about it." My Dad argued. " Can you both just stop with all this emotional family drama so we can focus on the matter at hand? How do we get rid of this Capone Rossi? Cause I definitely can't watch my best friend marry a heartless lunatic nor can I watch my best friend's hot Dad die." Josey said startling us both.

"Dad, I have to go to work. You can’t expect me to stay locked in here for the rest of my life." His jaw tightens. "I should have done it a long time ago. If I had, you wouldn’t have brought disgrace to this family." The word disgrace slams into me like a slap. I laugh, but it’s hollow, bitter. "What disgrace? “You think this is funny?” “No, but I don’t know why loving someone is a disgrace now?” His nostrils flare. "It wasn’t just anyone, Astrid!" His voice rises. "It was Jordan! My fucking best friend!"

I was old enough to know better than to fuck a twenty-three-year-old who used to have sleepovers at my house, giggling over pizza in my kitchen. Christ, what kind of man does this? The kind who can still feel her wrapped around his cock. The kind who's already plotting ways to get her alone again. I dragged a hand down my face. Serena's text filled my head. "Best dad ever"? I wanted to punch myself. Some "best dad" I was, sleeping with the girl who'd been my daughter's closest friend. I should delete her number, reassign her to a different project, different floor, different building if possible, put as much distance between us as I could before this blew up in both our faces.

"Wait, what? Seriously?" "Seriously." Zander released my hand, and I immediately missed the warmth. My fingers twitched before I quickly pulled them back. Get a grip, this is pathetic. "Oh my God, this is crazy." Ivy looked between us, delighted by the coincidence. "Your dad is my dad's best friend? That's so weird. That's like, fate or something." More like a nightmare. "Small world." I managed weakly. Another knock sounded at the door, and my father's voice called out. "Kiara? Are you in there?"

Have you ever thought of spreading your legs so fucking wide for your dad’s best friend that he wrecks your virgin pussy and fucks you full of cum for an entire summer while your dad thinks he’s just “protecting” you? Hey… it’s me again. Dad dropped the bombshell that I’d be staying with his best friend all summer. “Knox will look after you, baby. He’s family. You’ll be safe there.” Safe. Yeah right. Dad has no clue I’ve been creaming my panties for his best friend for years.

She was done with her date, she held a flower bouquet, and she was still all smiles. Realization dawned onto me instantly. I just fucked my best friend dad. “Hey sis!” She hit my arm. I forced a tight smile. “How was it?” I asked. “It was so good!” She was elated. “I think I like him. We kissed.” She whispered the last part in my ears. They kissed. But I fucked her father while she was away. I was such a bad friend. “Hmmn… Tell me more about it while we head home,” I replied casually.

“I did not let myself know.” Elias grabbed the edge of the shelf like he needed it to stay upright. “She made my best friend a timed fuse in my house.” “She made me a choice,” I said, voice shaking. “And all of you still keep trying to make it for me.” I looked back down for the last visible paragraph, and my blood went cold for a different reason. The bottom edge was torn. Not old-torn. Fresh. Someone had ripped away the final lines after Father took it.

Liam Is it normal to be afraid a five-foot-nothing girl I call my best friend after she called me angry crying after one of her fucking idiots of boyfriends let it slip that I'm seeing her soon to be father-in-law. It is isn't it... fuck she's going to cut my dick off, please not that so far Nathanial has proven to be a fucking pro and blowjobs and id like to see what else he's good at. WINK-WINK. "Well aren't you just glowing dear" I hear my mom say from the front door.

Elana. “Have you gone mad?” Father asked in irritation at my reaction to the introduction of his special guest. I closed my gaped mouth and stared in disbelief at the man who sat across from my father. Alex. Alex is my father’s best friend. So he knew who my father was and he denied knowing him. He knew what could happen and yet had the guts to show up at my house to stay? I didn’t even know whether to be angry at the petty man or scared. Who knows how long he’ll stay?

What happens when they stab you in the back and expect you to turn a blind eye? It would have been important to approach this matter with empathy and respect, but since these people did not consider me before their actions, I will speak honestly about how I feel right now. My relationship with my best friend Charlotte was built on trust and unconditional support, but something unimaginable has happened. I have discovered that my best friend is having an affair with my dad." The crowd gasped and fell into a stunned silence, and I continued. "This is the most devastating moment of my life, and there is ample evidence if any of them try to deny it."