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0186: My Dad's Best Friend Knows How To Eat — Part 5
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Dirty Affairs: An Erotic Compilation 0187: My Dad's Best Friend Knows How To Eat — Part 6
LINDA Standing there naked in front of Alaric Ford made a sudden tremble run straight down my spine. I've never felt so vulnerable and turned on at the same time. The cool air of the studio hit my skin, but my entire body felt like it was on fire under his heavy, heated gaze. Slowly, without breaking eye contact with me, his hands moved down to the button of his suit pants. He popped it open with a slow, deliberate flick of his thumb. My chest rose and fell in deep, shallow breaths as I watched his fingers work the zipper down. His eyes stayed completely pinned on mine, holding me frozen right where I stood, making it impossible for me to look away even if I had wanted to. He kicked his shoes off and slid his trousers down his long, toned legs, stepping out of them and tossing them aside into the shadows of the room. He was standing there in just his black briefs, the sharp, muscular V-line of his lower stomach was on full display. It was carved deep, leading straight down into
Dirty Affairs: An Erotic Compilation 0186: My Dad's Best Friend Knows How To Eat — Part 5
LINDA I pulled my gaze away from his intense eyes and stared back at the portrait resting on the easel. Every artist usually had a deep inspiration behind their work, no matter how spontaneous or random a painting seemed on the surface. Art came from feelings, from thoughts you couldn't put into words, from secret desires you were too afraid to say out loud. But how could I possibly tell him the truth behind this drawing? It was forbidden. It was a line I knew I shouldn't have crossed. He was my dad's best friend, a man who had known me since I was a little kid wearing pigtails and running around in scraped knees. But as I stood beside him, feeling the heat coming off his body, something inside me knew that there was an undeniable spark between us. Even if neither of us wanted to say it out loud, even if we pretended it wasn't there, the thick air in the studio proved it was right in front of us. I had never been wrong about my intuition. Not once in my life. I swallowed
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LINDA My dad suddenly set his napkin down, pushed his chair back, and stood up from the table. He smoothed down his shirt, picked up his iPad, and glanced between Alaric and me with a smug look on his face. "Well, that was great, but I've got to run," my dad said, checking his watch. "I've got a conference call with the London team in about ten minutes, and it's going to run for at least three hours. Alaric, make sure you feel very much at home, okay? Help yourself to whatever's in the bar or the kitchen." "Don't worry about me, Richard," Alaric said smoothly, leaning back in his chair with a relaxed smile. "I know my way around." My dad turned his eyes to me, narrowing them in a warning tone that was half-serious and half-joking. "And Lin, do not come up to my study to disturb me for every little thing. I mean it. Keep yourself busy." I rolled my eyes, leaning back and resting my chin in my hand. "Yes, boss. Message received loud and clear." Alaric let out a low, amused
Dirty Affairs: An Erotic Compilation 0184: My Dad's Best Friend Knows How To Eat — Part 3
LINDA I stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped tight around my body, a cloud of warm steam enveloping me. I grabbed my favorite rosy lotion from the vanity and slathered it over my arms and legs, rubbing it in until my skin was smooth and glowing. I sprayed a light mist of sweet vanilla perfume over my collarbones, letting the warm scent settle into my skin. Then I walked straight into my walk-in closet. I stood in the center, my eyes scanning the racks of clothes like a woman about to embark on a high-end mission. I needed something specific. Not too fancy, not too casual. I went through hanger after hanger—denim shorts, oversized tees, sun dresses, jeans—pushing them aside with growing impatience. I needed something that sent the right message, but without making it look like I was trying to impress him. Finally, after an intense search, my hands landed on a pink sundress hanging near the back. I pulled it off the rack and smirked at my reflection in the full-length
Dirty Affairs: An Erotic Compilation 0183: My Dad's Best Friend Knows How To Eat — Part 2
LINDA In my excitement, I’d completely forgotten the state I was.I wasn't wearing a bra—just an ultra-thin, light grey cropped tank top that was completely soaked through with sweat from my workout. The damp fabric was sticking to my skin like glue, clinging tightly to every single curve, outlining everything far too clearly in the bright morning light flooding through the living room windows.Alaric’s eyes lingered there for a long, heavy beat. He didn't rush to look away. There was a quiet, intense beat where the air in the room felt like it lost all its oxygen. His gaze was dark, warm, and utterly unhurried.When he finally brought his eyes back up to meet mine, the air felt thick enough to cut with a knife."It’s only been two years," Alaric said quietly, his voice dropping a notch lower than before. "But look at you. You're all grown up."He turned, looking over at my dad, though a lingering trace of that intense look still hovered in his eyes."How does it feel, Richard?" Alar
Dirty Affairs: An Erotic Compilation 0182: My Dad's Best Friend Knows How To Eat — Part 1
LINDA The air conditioning in my Honda Civic was blowing lukewarm air, which was doing absolutely nothing to cool down the sweat dripping all over my body. I pulled into our long, gravel driveway, my shoulders aching from a brutal ninety-minute leg day at the gym. I put the car in park, killed the engine, and just sat there for a second, resting my head against the steering wheel. My thighs were burning, my hair was pinned up in a messy, half-fallen bun, and my grey gym shirt felt like a second skin. All I wanted was a freezing cold shower, a massive glass of iced coffee, and a quiet morning in my pajamas. Then I looked up and blinked. Parked right in front of the double garage doors was a black BMW M8 Coupe. The paint job was so polished it reflected the morning sun like a mirror. It was sleek and screaming expensive. I frowned, leaning closer to the windshield. What the hell? My dad never brought business to the house. Never. He was a man of habit, and his habit involved
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