Chapter 6- Fuck

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You decided to stop your obsession with married men. Rick is amazing . Literally everything you need in a perfect boyfriend.
He literally adores you.
And you actually fell for him already .

You are nervous thinking about the fact that he wants to introduce you to his family just one week after dating .
What if they don't like you.

You wore a cute dress and hope it was appropriate enough. You arrived at Rick's  family manor and it was magnificent.

Oh they are Rich Rich.

He had a sister and a brother . But his brother was studying abroad. So it was just his Mum and sis that you met.

After exchanging pleasantries , you realized that they are actually warm and nice .

"Where is dad" your bf asked his mum while we were eating .
"He's running late from work. He'll be here soon" she said .

"So, Mae What are your parents like?" she asked .

"Oh it's just my mum" you said . Before you could say anything else his father walked in .
Your jaw literally dropped and you choked on your food.

His father was George , your tinder match 3 weeks ago.
He didn't seem to remember you.
That's great right?
It seemed like they were having a proper family convo so you excused yourself to go to the bathroom .

'Damn that mans sex appeal is off the frigging charts' you thought to yourself remembering your escapade with him.

Fuck!

You know him being Rick's dad was dangerous.

Maybe you'll tell Rick.

While you were walking back to the dining area
Someone grabbed you and pulled you into a wine cellar and covered your mouth.
It was your bf's dad.

"Mae" he said .

"You can't tell anyone what happened between us" he said .

You nodded and he moved his hand from your mouth.

"What did you say?" He asked
"Yes daddy" you said remembering how he wanted you to address him as daddy while he fucked the shit out of you.

His face was inches from yours
His eyes grew dark and he pulled you in and kissed you.

You got butterflies.

You love the things he's capable of doing to you .

He's your type.

But so is his son.

Next thing you knew you both had  a quickie in the wine cellar.

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