My Dad’s College Friends – Forbidden Fun Read online Cassandra Dee

Categories Genre: Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
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Yet, it’s true. Frozen in shock, I can’t seem to look away as I see them writhe around on the bed together. Roger’s got Carmen on her hands and knees, and with horrified eyes, I watch as Roger pulls Carmen’s hair back as he smacks her ass. Moaning in delight, she pushes back further as if trying to take in as much of Roger as she possibly can. Pulling her hair even tighter, Roger leans down to bite Carmen’s shoulder causing her to scream in pleasure. They don’t even notice me because they’re going at it so hard.

No. This can’t be happening. Roger wouldn’t do this to me because we were just exchanging words of love earlier today at school. He wouldn’t do something like this behind my back. He’s not that kind of person; this is not the sweet guy who’s been my boyfriend all year.

Yet despite my reassurances to myself, it’s hard to argue with what is right in front of my face. At that moment, Carmen lets out a particularly long squeal, and Roger reaches a hand between her thighs to pinch her clit, making her shriek even louder.

Still standing there, I can’t seem to make sense of what I am seeing. Not only is my boyfriend cheating on me, but he’s doing it with the girl who will soon be his stepsister. What the FUCK?!?!?! Helplessly, I watch as Roger continues to drill Carmen into oblivion. I stare open-mouthed as he leans over to start playing with Carmen’s clit again, sending her crashing into an orgasm. She moans and screams loudly, her entire body shaking with ecstasy as Roger pummels her with increased fervor.

Finally, Carmen collapses on the bed, with Roger still buried deep between her thighs. He grins again, and leans back to suck Carmen’s juices off of his fingers, catching his breath. It’s at this moment that Roger finally notices me standing in the doorway. With a cocky grin on his face, Roger finishes licking Carmen’s juices off his fingers before flipping me off. I can’t believe it. Is he really giving me the middle finger? Right now?

Sure enough, he is. Then he does something even worse. Without taking his eyes off of me, he leans back over to push his fingers back between Carmen’s legs. Still grinning maliciously at me, he brings her to another orgasm with his caresses before grabbing her hair and drilling her even harder. It’s as if my presence makes him want to put on a show.

I don’t know how long I stand there with my eyes wide and mouth open. Watching the two of them go at it like frantic rabbits makes me feel...I don’t know how I feel. Shocked? Disgusted? Heartbroken? It all seems to run together.

Finally, though, I find myself red-hot with anger. Taking a deep breath, I scream, “You fucking bastard!” before turning and pounding down the stairs with tears streaming down my cheeks. Tripping down the stairs in my haste to get away from the scene, I almost run over Mrs. Money.

“Amelia, what’s wrong honey?” she asks, perplexed. She’s clearly just come from work. Her hair is pinned in an neat bun, and she has a blue business suit on.

Unable to answer, I wave her away as I run to my car. Slamming the door, I start my vehicle and squeal out of the driveway.

Driving home, I can’t get the visual of Roger and Carmen out of my mind. It’s as if the scene is playing on a loop in my mind. The way they looked wrapped around each other. The way they moved as if they knew what the other liked. It’s clear this wasn’t the first time. That pig! How could he do this to me?

Plus, how many other times has he cheated on me during the past year? Clearly, he and his stepsister have been intimate for a while now. Here I was thinking that our relationship actually meant something to both of us, while he was off playing games with another woman the whole time.

Pulling into my driveway, I slam the car into park before pounding on the steering wheel. What the fuck am I supposed to do now? God knows that no one is going to want a short, chubby girl like me. I was lucky to land Roger to begin with, and now, I have nothing. That thought seems to unleash the floodgates on my emotions as sobs heave through my body.

Curling into myself, I finally give myself the opportunity to truly grieve. Chest-wracking sobs make tears flood my cheeks like rain on a stormy day. Who cheats on their girlfriend like this? Who leads such a double life? Who the fuck sleeps with their future stepsister? I mean seriously, WHO DOES THAT? If Roger didn’t want to be with me all he had to do was say so. I would have been heartbroken, but I would have understood. Shit happens. But it didn’t have to be a clusterfuck like it is now.


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