Part Time Dad Novels & Stories

Allen and I sat down and enjoy our picnic and talk about our future together but then he ask why I don't come home anymore I sigh at first before I started to explain why. My dad move to the Jersey because my parents was struggling with finances and they was having a hard time keeping the farm running so my dad took the job offer he had applied for which was project manager at my formal company. my father would come home on the weekends or when he had vacation time to spend time with us as a family.

dad said “Oh come on it's no big deal” he said “This is my wife Maggie the love of my life” dad said Immediately they exchanged greetings with mom, and dad spoke “And this is my daughter, my business support Victoria” “Really, I must say I’m impressed” one of the men said “Seriously my kid hardly cares about my job” the other man said “Well today is a big day for Victoria because she’s joining the family business” Mom said “It has been a dream of hers,” dad said

He admitted and somehow I felt a warm fuzzy feeling in the pit of my stomach. "And you, young man? What do you do for a living?" My dad suddenly shifted his attention to Charlie. "I'm currently in my last year in civil engineering sir. My dad owns a construction firm where I have a part-time job." Charlie answered in an almost soldier-like tone, which made me, our mom, and Zab slightly giggle. I saw Zab whisper something at him and eventually, we began feeling at ease.

She cleared her throat and started to say, "Well, um... My dad, he... he does a lot of things." For a second, she pouted her lips, and she explained, "Sometimes, he would venture into... real estate... Ummm.... hospitality. Really, just whatever he thinks is good for the moment. He is kinda good at that." "I get it... And I have high respect for those who have to work multiple jobs for the family. Your dad must be really hardworking," Andrew supplied, nodding his head in genuine admiration. "You... you can say that again," Kenzie softly returned.

"Hey, sweetie. I'm watching TV and drinking. Like I do every night now that I don't have anything else to do." I don't think I ever remember my dad not working. He would work his regular forty hours a week and then have side jobs that paid him extremely well. He was probably enjoying the time off. "That sounds like more fun than what I'm doing. This shutdown sucks. I just wanna go back to school and work." "I want you to go back to work too. HAHA! I miss going there. I think this is the longest time since I went there." I could see dad wanted to talk shit tonight. I figured I'd play along. "HA! I bet you do miss me being at work after the show I put on!" I set the bait. Let's see if he bites

Scott were. “Dad, I'd like you to meet Ashton, my friend. Ashton, meet my Dad. “I see… Your friend?” My dad asked, emphasizing the “friend”. I almost laughed at his expression. Did he think I’d remain single forever? Why was he so surprised and uncomfortable because I introduced a male friend? “Nice to meet you Mr. Garcia.” Ashton said, extending his hand for a handshake. “Likewise.” My dad said, his voice sounded forced.

Dad was a repository in a supermarket, he always worked for the private part as a private employee since his studies were insufficient to think of something better or his contacts were not adequate to get something stable in the public sector. His work carried him with great pride and dignity, although what he collected more some state aid, barely enough to cope with the family. Mom also had some jobs that I could do from household chores, so from a young age I had to take care of my little sister or be in the care of a neighbor when it was necessary. The thing is, one day dad gave me a hug and said. "See You At Night, Princess, I love you". Even as a teenager he used to say those words to m

Parker looks antsy. “You beat that kid pretty good, Park. His parents almost gripped your throat,” Dad says, looking relax than Parker. I know he’s excited about today. “That kid’s parents didn’t look like they really care about their kid, Paul,” Mom recalls. “Yeah, I bumped into his father. He still manages the same printing shop though,” Dad says. “Uncle, are you sure it’s okay I’ll come with you?” Xandry asks which is sandwiched in a seat with me and Parker.

"I think she and Dad go there to find new talents for her movies." We slipped into the car, and I was just so excited. My pussy clenched, soaking the thong I wore. Maybe I was so horny because I was pregnant. No, it was Carter. He just made me so wet. I loved being with him. I texted Mom, "Date's going well. Off to the movies." "Great, honey," she texted back. "Busy, busy at work." She was the host at a fancy restaurant. It was a part-time job to help make ends meet. Dad had split a long time ago.

Dad was super emotional. Also, my dad got a new job as a head mechanic and is getting paid pretty well. My stepmom went back to nursing; she got a part-time job in a senior home, taking care of the elderly, and let me tell you, she loves it. My parents have been in such a good mood that I feel it. Things are starting to change for the best, and I'm finally feeling like myself again.