Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24495 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24495 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Finally, however, the tremors subside and I slump against the wall of the hot tub. My curves are heaving and I tremble while hauling myself into a seated position as water sloshes everywhere. God, that was amazing, but did anyone hear? Hopefully not because I stuffed not just my thong, but also my tit into my mouth to stifle my cries. Of course, it didn’t quite work, but at least I tried.
Well, it’s too late now. If someone overheard, then so be it. I close my eyes and sink into the waves once more, my curves trembling wetly as I think of Carl again. I doubt the man of the house saw but still, a girl can hope right? Then again, even if he witnessed what just happened, I’d have a conundrum on my hands because I’ve actually been sleeping with Carl’s boss … and my stepdad just doesn’t know.
CHAPTER FOUR
Carl
We pull up to Herald Enterprises, and I curse my boner because it’s practically touching the bottom of the steering wheel, it’s so big. Fortunately, Clara can’t see because ever since she got pregnant, she’s taken to sitting in the backseat. We figured out that the backseat has more room for her growing tummy, and that the seatbelts are safer too. As a result, I often chauffeur the beautiful brunette around, and it’s my pleasure to do so.
But what chauffeur gets a raging boner while driving around his sexy client? Me, that’s who. As a result, when Clara gets out of the vehicle, I merely nod with a smile plastered on my face.
“I’m going to finish drinking my coffee in here,” I say, holding up my mug. “It’s my last moment of peace and quiet before the clusterfuck of the office begins.”
“Okay, sure,” she giggles before giving me a wave. “I’ll see you inside, Daddy.”
Then, the sweet girl skips off towards our corporate offices, her big bottom encased in a flowing skirt that only emphasizes its large size, even if it’s paired with a totally appropriate button down shirt. I almost come just from watching her ass sway. Fuck, I’m really losing it.
After all, I saw what she did last night in the hot tub. Clara doesn’t know it, but I actually peered at her from the second floor of my house. I was as sneaky as fuck, leaving the lights in my home office off so that it appeared deserted. Then, I looked down on the curvy girl, totally nude in the water, and almost lost it when she crammed those pink bikini bottoms into her mouth until her cheeks bulged. I wanted to thrust my dick in there instead and make her scream until that sweet pussy exploded on my cock.
Yet Clara always surprises me because of course, she fucked her pussy with her fingers. But if I’m not mistaken, she also took herself in the ass. She had fingers crammed up that back door as she panted and heaved, and the memory makes me groan as I grip my mug with white fingers. Fuck! Why does this keep happening to me? I’m getting a fucking hard-on because of my stepdaughter three to four times a day now, and it’s becoming intolerable.
Shaking my head, I inhale a couple times, trying to get my pulse under control. Then with a grim look, I get out of the car, making sure that my blazer covers my groin. I’m starting to look like a fucking perv hanging out in my vehicle in the parking lot, so it’s time to get the day started.
Soon, I’m in my office, which blessedly, has a door. Don’t get me wrong because the walls and door are glass along one side, so I’m not hidden from the scrum at all. But at least their noises are muffled, and if I don’t look up, I can concentrate and get shit done. Herald is a good place, actually. It’s a software firm founded by John Herald, and we put out accounting software that helps people keep their books and do their taxes. It’s not sexy, but it brings in the big bucks.
Plus, John Herald isn’t bad himself. I’ve been here about ten years, and the other man is decent and fair, even if he can be a hardass at times. Then again, Herald Enterprises is his baby. As far as I can tell, he’s got no family so his company is his wife and children all in one. It’s not because he can’t get anyone. I’ve been out with the dude a couple times drinking, and women throw themselves at the bastard because he’s a good-looking motherfucker. He likes it too. The asshole always takes one (or more) women home with him, and there were a couple times when they didn’t even bother to go home. Yeah, John just escorted the ladies out back into a dark alleyway, and fucked them there. He wasn’t even ashamed when he strolled back in either, his black hair messed up and his shirt hanging out of his pants. Instead, he merely smiled like a motherfucker and shrugged.