Seducing Dad Novels & Stories

Ever since my step father, Harris, entered into my life, I have always had these bundled feelings of attraction towards him. My mom doesn't know about this since she rarely comes home and I don't mind seducing her husband. He is just too handsome to be left alone. However, I succeeded in seducing him today just by edging myself against my reading table. “If Daddy is proud of me then let me give you a reward," I muttered seductively. I dropped down on my knees, unzipped his trousers and pulled it down his legs. His huge cock burge at me through his boxers, waiting to have it inside my mouth.

Of course. "N-No!...I-I said if you became those, I will still love you." Dad stuttered and was about to hold mom but he step back again. "Have you forgotten that I am Diane Zegura? The famous fashion model who can make any man droll with my beauty and you are one of those." She crossed her arms and raised a brow to dad. Dad gulped and looks like a puppy. "H-Honey...that's not what I mean." Dad brushed his hair.

“Seduce him. Romance him. Make him fall in love with you . . .” How can I do that? I’m done in seducing him, and romancing him, but make him fall in love to me? Is beyond impossible. That’s really next to impossible. He won’t fall in love with me. This is just a marriage for convenience. Both Callum and Dad were benefiting in this marriage, our companies were now . . . merging. And because of Callum agreeing to Daddy’s proposal, he is very happy because he will be able to enter Callum’s company without difficulty. And I wonder what Daddy can do.

And judging by my father's frequent glances at my body, the outfit seemed to be having an effect on him. By the time evening came around, I decided my seduction was working. We watched a Christmas movie together that night and the best way I could describe my dad was to say he seemed "jumpy". When he finally went to bed, I stayed up another fifteen minutes, sitting on the couch and contemplating what I had been doing all day. What exactly did I hope to accomplish, anyway? I don't think I really knew.

My dad hugged me as a daughter as I wept continually. “I didn’t know that behind those feelings I thought was there between us was a sinister motive and it turned out that I fell for it” I wiped off her tears. “Listen Adele; you do not have to blame yourself for liking a guy, and I don’t blame you either. You see we men are like snakes; we are remotely alluring but at the same time very deceptive and if you fall for our traps, we bite at you and run away before you can find them” My dad kept on comforting me.

He was clearly trying to hold himself back. So I climbed onto his lap, about to kiss him again. But he grabbed my shoulders and gently pushed me away. “Stop it, Mica. I’m practically like a father to you. And besides, you’re my son’s—” “Your son? The one who cheated on me?” “Why? Are you like him too? Like Tita Cecille? Do you see me the same way? Some weak, stupid little girl?” I smirked bitterly, shaking my head.

"I remember you mentioning something about uniting our families." "Indeed. Take a seat, won't you?" He gestured to the chair across from his desk, and I lowered myself into it. His face remained obscured, his expression unreadable. "So, what's the plan?" I inquired. "Seduce her," he said matter-of-factly. "What?" The word burst from my lips, a mixture of shock and disbelief. "Are you having trouble hearing lately, boy?" my father boomed. "I said woo her! Or has your charm deserted you?"

I said nothing, but my fists clenched. Do you really get me, Dad? “But how about you start charming her? Date her. Bring her flowers and gifts. Court her and win her over?” My dad suggests. Because I don’t want to, my inner voice snarled. “Yes, that’s a wonderful idea,” my mom chimed in. “Show her what a lovely and caring young man you are.” “And meanwhile,” Dad says, shifting into Alpha business mode, “I’ll gather information. Let’s see if your accusations hold water.”