My Friends Hot Dad Novels & Stories

Dark eyes, straight nose, five o’clock beard dusting his chin, a temptation any woman would fight for. Older, yes, but devastatingly so. It makes me wonder how many hearts he’s broken when he was younger. I’ve had a secret crush on him from the first time I met him. It’s hard not to. Handsome and fit, too fit for his age of fifty. Tall, broad-shouldered, sharp jawline, lean but firm muscles, and a charming smile when he chooses to give it. I can’t stop swooning for the man, not that I ever dared act on it, since he’s my best friend’s father, and until earlier today, I had a boyfriend.

She felt it building—the slow coil in her belly, the way her nipples tightened against her top, the damp heat gathering between her legs. When the credits rolled, neither of them moved. Aisa turned her head. Found him already looking at her. She smiled—small, daring. “You know all my friends think you’re the hottest single dad in town. They whisper about it like it’s a secret.” He laughed—low, rough. “They’re kids.” “You’re not that old.” She leaned in a fraction. “Ever think about what it’d be like to fuck your daughter’s best friend?” The air sucked out of the room.

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.

He ruffled my hair like I was still a little kid and headed to the kitchen to grab a beer, whistling happily. I went back upstairs, my mind racing. Tomorrow afternoon. Dad would be home, his boss is visiting. That meant I probably wouldn’t be able to do any calls or filming… but at least Dad was in a great mood. Maybe this promotion would make him a little less strict eventually. I picked up my phone and saw a new W******p message from HotFantasy88. **HotFantasy88:** Account back up? Good girl. I can’t stop thinking about how that tight ass took that dildo. We’re definitely meeting soon, baby.

waving hi on my way out to meet friends. But I’m 23 now. And last summer, something that routine took a different turn. It started with Mark, I had a huge crush on him. Dad’s best friend since college. Tall, deep voice, always teasing me a little too long when he hugged hello. One night after a game, when everyone else had left, he stayed to “help clean up.” Dad passed out on the couch after several bottles of drinks.

Sofia pointed out. I laughed. “Well, that is not something I would be discussing with him. Lets get real. I do not want to be sitting here with him, comparing who we think is hot and who we don’t.” I shuddered at the thought, while Angel laughed. My friends all knew exactly what my Dad was like. “Oh, I bet Uncle Gabe would be amazing! I can just imagine that conversation!” she said, and I felt Sofia nodding in agreement.

I teased as I collected my cup of icecream from the seller. “You never told me your dad’s bestfriend was that hot,” Jenny said teasingly. “Eww, I don’t see Antonio that way,” I said with a straight face. “It didn’t seem like it. I saw the way you looked at him. You looked like you were in love with him,” Jenny continued. “Well no! I’m not in love with him so can we just finish up our icecream?” I asked as I put a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth.

They both laughed as Audrey lay down with her head on her dad's chest, still giggling. "I doubt any of my friends have heard their fathers announce that they were about to cum!" she mused, then continued. "Daddy, that was the best! It was the hottest, sexiest thing that has ever happened to me. I came like, three times! You are so amazing!" Audrey wasn't exaggerating. Her dad was by far the best lover she had ever had, excluding actually having intercourse, which she thought, would happen soon enough if she had anything to say about it.

Dad and his three best friends — Sebastian, Hudson, and Mateo — were sprawled out in the living room, their shirts unbuttoned or tossed aside completely, their hard chests and shoulders gleaming with sweat from the warm night air. Bottles of whiskey clinked together, deep laughs rumbling up the stairs as they talked shit and got louder with every drink. I had slipped down earlier in my shortest silk slip dress, the thin material clinging to my full tits and barely covering my ass, my nipples poking hard against the fabric. I wanted in on their adults-only night so fucking much, but they shut me down quick. “Princess, you know this isn’t for you,” Dad had said, kissing my forehead like always

Author's POV The whole day Shane craved Emma as she asked him not to come during the daytime because it was Sunday. Her and her dad's day. And sealing his lips he spent his whole day with boy's, roaming around in bikes and then doing some help to Ben in his software development. Ben is Shane's closest and bestest friend and so is Akshay in male friend circle. Emma is his best friend as well but the things he can't share with her, he shares with these two idiots who are his secret keeper and biggest cheerleaders. They are his partner in crimes.