Sleeping With My Ex-boyfriend's Father Novels & Stories

I whispered. Oh my God. Without thinking, I turned and ran out of the house immediately. Because the man standing in front of me was the same man I had a night stand with. And the worst part? He was Xavier’s father!.

"How... what are you doing here?" He was about to answer. But another voice came from behind me. "Dad!" Marcus passed by me in an instant, his arms open wide. And the man, Jason, turned to him with a smile I had never seen. "Son." The air left my lungs. Marcus hugged the man I had slept with the night before. The man who knelt to take off my shoes. The man who signed a letter with a heart. "Dad, I'm so glad you made it." Marcus stepped back, a huge smile on his face. "I want to introduce you to someone."

“My own father knocked up my ex and married her. They’re laughing at me.” He opened his laptop and started typing furiously. He had already sent the pregnancy test photo to several gossip sites. Now he was drafting a new statement — one that would paint Lila as a manipulative gold-digger who had seduced his father for revenge and money. He attached old screenshots of her complaining about money and hit send to every contact he still had. “Enjoy your perfect day,” he whispered bitterly. “It won’t last.” Back on the rooftop, the celebration continued. Lila danced with Sarah, laughing freely for the first time in what felt like years. Marcus watched her with a soft, proud smile, occasionally pu

in the most sincere voice I had ever heard. "What?" I tried to mask it, but for a second, I felt vulnerable. "Who hurt you?" she pressed, tilting her head. "What did they do to you?" Was she some kind of drunk therapist? Because before I knew it, I was talking. I sighed, staring at her. There was no way she would remember any of this in the morning. "If you must know, my father was sleeping with my ex-wife," I admitted. The words still tasted bitter even after all these years. "It had been going on for years, even before we started dating, and my mother knew. She made sure I married her, hoping it would end the affair," I explained. This was the first time I was saying it out loud in three y

Fuck , pookie , you are awake “ ge screamed out so lifetime hugging me . I was literally shocked from the hug but even though I didn’t want it I couldn’t pull away from the hug since my body felt so stiff . I didn’t know how long he hugged him , but I just wanted him to get off . It seems like he finally got the message and then he ran out of the room . That man was old enough ti be my own father , what the fuck was he doing here . The moment he got out , I turned to my left and it felt like all the memories started rushing out of my head . It was on a dinner date with my fiancée who was the father of my ex fiancée , I got into a hit with Jayden and blew off .

Gianna and I are on her couch watching a movie, our usual Sunday routine. Her father usually joins us, but he’s avoiding her since she keeps pestering him about getting a girlfriend. I’m glad he isn’t here; I don’t need the distraction. I’m over trying to figure out if it was him or not; it happened once and will not happen again. I will have to update my list to add his name so that we won’t be matched in the future. I still feel guilty, though. Gianna would kill me if she found out I slept with her father. Or would she? I know she had an issue with it when we were younger, but we’re both grown now. It’s just two consenting adults having sex; why should she care?

Even after two orgasms, it takes me a while to drift off into sleep, only to be woken up by light slaps on my cheek. "What now, Ross?" I groan, without opening my eyes. Last time I checked, I didn't need to be anywhere today. I'm sure he can escort my little friend home. "Ross just left." The deep voice of my father says, and my eyes fly open. "I must say, I thought you had better taste than the lady who didn't want to leave just now." I have a slight headache, and having a conversation with my father about my choice of bedmates is not something I want to do right now.

I explained and he nodded, finally stretching his hand. "Caleb Matthias, the supposed deadbeat father" He joked as I accepted his handshake. "Mackenzie Howard, your son's ex girlfriend. I'm guessing you are not really a deadbeat father" I forced a smile cursing Daniel inside my head. That jerk fed me lies. His handshake lingered and he furrowed his brows staring at me, I was wondering what I had done wrong when he said. "Nice perfume" I blushed at the compliment, I didn't even know what to say to him so I nodded.

"Look, Freya, I get it. But this is your official first day. If you don’t show up, management's going to mark you as unreliable. And if you so much as breathe wrong next time, they'll kick you out.” "I know, I know, but... I can’t face anyone today, Sam. Just... Please, help me. Can you tell them I’ll come in tonight instead? After I’m done getting checked out?" She exhaled. "I’ll try my best, okay? But no promises. I’ll text you." The call ended, and I slumped back onto the pillow, eyes staring at the ceiling. What the hell did I do last night? I’d slept with Kaiden’s father. Alpha Theron. The man I was supposed to seduce strategically. Instead, I got drunk, spilled half my life story, and