Romans & histoires Submitting To My Best Friend's Dad

my little sister begged and I sighed, "fine.. I'll tell Susan not to fetch me." He nodded his head, "that's my girl..." and then he lifted my sister up and walked out with her. Immediately I took my phone out and texted my new friend.. ME: Hey straight ass friend so change of plans, my dad and little sister will bring me to the ground tomorrow and I'll just meet you guys there.. we can all go for burger later.. She immediately responded as if she was waiting for my text. Susan : alright no problem, my friends are so excited to meet my lesbian friend, you better look the part.. see you tomorrow xoxo..

My dad drove fast to meet his friend. "Are you okay if I see my friend for awhile?" My dad asked me and I nodded "It's fine, just take your time dad." I smiled and he ruffled my hair After we arrived at a cute cafe name Coffetouria, I get out from the car and walked to into the cafe. My dad is shooking hands with his 2 friends and I guess the shoter one is my dad's bestfriend. "Chris, this is my daughter Rose." He introduced my dad to his daughter. I walked in and bow

I should remind myself not to cry in the future because my eyes are puffy like a bee stung me. "Did you cry scarlet?" Dad asks me. "Yeah, in the morning" I mumble avoiding his scrutiny, dad knows me too much to know I am lying through my teeth. Call it the institution of a dad but he's the one who always let me confess my sins. There was one time when I fought with my supposed best friend in grade 5, dad was the one who asks me why I was talking little and that I was not acting like myself. Honestly, one of the reasons why I don't like friends is because of her. I thought we are best buddies well after Liam but she proves me wrong when she talks behind my back and starts reading rumours abo

“Well you see, dad has constantly been saying that he misses his old friends. However, you know that he’s always been indifferent to fame and fortune. Now that our poverty educating system is already over, it wouldn’t be convenient for dad to return to Mayberry City to visit his old comrade in person, with dad’s extremely high status and all. Yes, I know his so-called ‘comrade’ has always looked down on us and our dad, but our father likes to see the good in people. Since I can’t go back to personally do anything now, I’ll have to leave this matter to you now!” “Since you’ll be staying in Mayberry City to clean up some of your business matters during summer break anyway, try taking a few day

"Race you back?" "Now you're just trying to abuse my old brittle bones," he said with a groan when I took off. He still managed to keep up, seeing as he has longer legs than me. I hope nothing changes between us when I tell him about Michael and Jackson. I'd hate to lose my dad. He's my best friend. ***** "Is this a Bring Your Girlfriend to Work day?" I asked Darren as he ushered Addison into my office. She sent me a nervous smile, and I wondered what this was about.

And though the road ahead was complicated and uncertain, I couldn’t bring myself to regret falling for my dad’s best friend. The End

Then my feed froze on a post from my father. It was an ultrasound photo, grainy but clear enough to make out a tiny curled fist pressed against the screen. Six months along, according to the caption: Halfway there with our little fighter. Grateful every day for this gift. At the top, pinned so everyone would see, was a comment from his best friend: Early gift already in the works. Congrats, man. You're gonna be the best dad (again). Again? Even in bracket?! I'd know that easy, joking tone anywhere. I'd know the way he phrased things, like he was already in on some secret the rest of us hadn't figured out yet. It was Mateo.

It felt funny and so cozy at the same time. "Yeesss." I responded finally handing a sleeping Leddy to Tracy. "Tomorrow my dad is taking me to the park, will you come with us? I'm going to meet my dad's sister too. Dad also told me that he might bring along her favourite person." He smiled my attention going to her toothless gap. "Which favourite person, aren't you his favourite person?" I quipped. "No, he says I'm his best person." Funny. I resisted the urge of rolling my eyes to something ridiculing like that.

My dearest Aurora, If you're reading this, then I've already left. Please don't blame Alexander. This was my decision. This afternoon I was contacted by Marcus Hale. If I gave myself up to you you would leave me alone. I couldn't allow my mistakes to destroy your future. Please don't look for me. Live your life. And if you can... Forgive your father. I love you. —Dad Aurora was getting to the final line of the paper, which was all smeared with tears. "No..." Her voice broke. "No..."

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.