Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
I nod slowly, gathering my thoughts.
“Well, I guess that’s how I feel about Piper as well,” I say in a slow tone. “I mean, I love her, and not just in a father-daughter way. There’s something romantic there, believe it or not.”
George nods, his blue eyes glinting.
“Then you’re on the right track already.”
“Of course, I can’t say that this is going to work out or anything,” I add hastily. “I mean, hell, I haven’t even fucked her for real yet. But I’ve been struggling around Piper. I’m so goddamned attracted to the girl, but it’s the guilt, you know? It’s the goddamn guilt holding me back.”
The other man nods knowingly.
“Yeah, I had that too, and I’ll give you a piece of unsolicited advice: the guilt may never go away. Hell, even now when I’m pounding Romy sometimes, I’ll have guilt. I’ll see how young and fresh she is, and how her pussy’s so ripe and juicy, and the guilt will come rushing back. It’s fucking unavoidable.”
I stare at him.
“So how do you deal with it?” I ask. “I mean, just live with it?”
The other man shrugs his broad shoulders.
“Yeah, pretty much. We’re not forcing Romy or Piper, bud. They’re adult women who are staying under our roofs, and to some extent, they make their own decisions.”
“Yeah, but Romy’s dependent on you for money, right? I mean, I’m definitely paying most of Piper’s bills. Her mom left her money, but I don’t want her to touch it, except to save up for college.”
George shrugs.
“My stepdaughter is dependent on me for money, but I’d also say that I’m dependent on her for a lot of things too. For sexual gratification, of course, but Romy also cooks for me, she keeps our house clean and presentable, and soon, she’ll be having my babies. We’re trying to get pregnant, you know.”
I stare at him.
“Yeah, but I thought you said you were waiting until after she graduates high school to go public?”
He shrugs.
“Yes, but Romy can get pregnant her senior year, and it probably won’t show until after graduation. Even if she’s showing, we’ll just say it was with some boy from out of town, and then come out with the truth later. The point is that this is the life that she and I have chosen together, and we’re partners in this endeavor. I realize it may look fucking terrifying to an outsider, but it works for us.”
Then the other man turns to me.
“And I suggest you try the same tack with Piper,” George continues in a casual tone. “She’s a good girl. I don’t know her well, but she and Romy hang out some. I think if you and Piper are feeling it, then it doesn’t hurt to pursue that path and see where it takes you. Piper’s an adult, you’re an adult, and again, the guilt will be with you until you’re ninety, but why not strike while the iron’s hot?” he asks, nodding at the lovely young things shimmying seductively on the field. “A beautiful woman like Piper will be snapped up before you know it, especially if you let her go to college. Frat boys would be all over that pretty young co-ed.”
I stare at him.
“Of course, Piper’s going to college,” I say in a low voice. “I would never hold her back from her dreams.”
But George just nods.
“Yeah, but dreams can change,” he says casually. “Romy never wanted to pursue her education, so I’m not speaking from direct experience, but just use your head, bro. Obviously, Piper’s hot shit and if you don’t act, someone else will. It’s all up here,” he says, tapping a finger to his temple. “I can see you have a mental roadblock about pursuing the relationship, but I say just relax and see what happens. Take it one day at a time, my man. No one’s saying you have to propose to Piper tomorrow, but why not at least give it a chance? Again, if she’s legal and willing, then really, it’s no one else’s business.”
At that moment, cheer rehearsal ends and the girls scatter from the field to gather their things. George stands up, stretching, watching as the bodacious figure of his stepdaughter waves to him from the grass.
“I’ll see you later, okay?” he grunts. “Romy wanted me to take her for a lakeside stroll, so we might not make it to the mess hall for dinner tonight.”
Then, the other man’s striding off across the field to his sexy stepdaughter. I sense, rather than see Piper glancing at me, and my body goes hard as my mind whirls. Shit, that was an eye-opening talk with the George Richards, but goddamn, it was fucked up. Then again, Piper seems eager and willing … but will I really cross the last threshold to make her mine?