One night stand with my daddy's best friend
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Bridget

My pussy was still spasming after that orgasm Dane gave me. I couldn't believe what was happening, and deep inside me, I felt sure it shouldn't be happening, but I wasn't about to stop now. I'd never had a man go down on me like that before. And as I wrapped my hand around his dick, I'd never held one so thick. My pussy spasmed again, but this time, it was in anticipation of what it would feel like to have that monster inside me.

I rubbed my pussy over the slick tip of his dick.

"Fuck." His head fell back. "No games, Bridget. Fuck me. Fuck me hard and fast."

I loved how desperate his voice was for me. He was hot and hard for me. And apparently jealous of Ethan. What a revelation that had been. I couldn't deny what an ego boost it was to know that seeing me with Ethan drove Dane mad. I'd never made a man so wild for me before. It was a heady, intoxicating experience.

I lowered over him, taking my time. I savored the feel of his dick as it filled me inch by inch.

"Jesus fuck...you're too tight." His fingers gripped my hips.

I slid up and then down again, this time taking him in a little bit faster.

My pussy walls sizzled at the feel of his pulsing dick inside me.

His hands cupped my breasts, kneading them and sucking on my nipples. "I want you to make me come when you come. Tell me when you're close."

We were hot and heavy in the back of a limo, but there was something about his words that warmed me. This wasn't just about getting his rocks off now. He wanted me to enjoy it too.

I gripped his shoulders and began to ride, faster, harder, letting nature take over.

His hands returned to my hips, his head leaned against my chest. "Fuck, fuck, fuck...”

His words ratcheted up my need. I could feel a new orgasm gather in my pussy.

"Oh God..." He growled. "I'm going to come..." His thumb found my clit and rubbed it hard.

My body detonated. My orgasm blasted through me. "Dane!"

"Fuck...yes...come on me Bridget...oh so fucking good."

His hips bucked beneath me as I rocked and rode over him. My entire body shuddered and quivered. It was like my orgasm spread to every nerve in my body. It was amazing.

Finally, I went completely boneless. I sagged against his chest. His hands held me to him as our breaths heaved in and out.

As the orgasmic endorphins subsided, reality punched me in the gut. I'd just fucked my boss after he'd yanked me away from Ethan, my supervisor, like I was a child throwing a temper tantrum.

I pushed away, getting off his lap and hurrying to right my clothes. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

I hated how concerned he felt. I couldn't let that mess with my mind, or my heart.

"You didn't seem worried about my feelings when you embarrassed me by pulling me out of the ball like a petulant child."

He reached for me, but I pulled back.

"As you said before, you're my boss." It was strange how before I wanted this to happen. But now that it had, it occurred to me how dangerous it was for me. Dane was my boss. If people found out, it would change their opinion of me. I'd lose their respect for my work and me.

Irritation flashed in his blue eyes. "Then why didn't you tell me no?"

"I won't deny that I wanted what just happened, but it can't happen again. I know this job isn't important to you, but it is to me. It's my career and I don't want to be perceived as someone who has success because she laid down for the boss."

"Fuck, Bridget." He shook his head and put his clothes on. "It's not like

that."

"I know, but others won't."

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"Why aren't you concerned about your reputation in seeing Ethan? He's your boss too."

I gritted my teeth. "We're friends. Tonight, I was helping him out with his grandfather. That's it."

"That's not how it looked to me. He had his hands on you." I rolled my eyes. "We were dancing."

"Even when you weren't dancing." "It was a show for his grandfather."

His dark blue eyes stared at me, and I could see he didn't believe me. "You have some nerve. What's Anne Francis going to think when she

smells sex in the limo? Or are you planning to fuck her too?"

"Anne has nothing to do with this. This is about you and Dane acting more like coworkers. Why'd you even come with me? Fuck me?"

I laughed.

"It's not funny."

"I came with you because I didn't have a choice. You dragged me out like a jealous caveman. I fucked you because for a minute, I was turned on, but the moment has passed."

The car stopped at a red light. Knowing this discussion would spiral out of control, I opened the door and stepped out.

"Where are you going?"

"Home. If you have more questions, go talk to Ethan because I'm done for the night." I shut the door and walked away, hoping I hadn't jumped out of the car in a dangerous neighborhood. Looking around, I was in a residential area. "Bridget."

"Go away, Dane." I pulled my phone from my purse and called for a ride. I didn't want to bother Ethan since he was on a mission to win favor with his grandfather. I texted him to let him know I was okay, but that I was heading home.

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When I got home, the house was quiet. Everyone must be in bed. Good. I didn't want to have to tell my parents I'd just fucked my boss in the back of a limo.

I showered to get Dane off my body. I realized that he didn't use a condom. I decided that made him a jerk as well. Thankfully, I was on the pill.

I had been on a low dose pill since I was sixteen to help regulate my periods.

When I became sexually active, the men I was with, which was only a couple; my high school boyfriend and a college boyfriend, they'd always used a condom. We were young and didn't want to take any chances. Double protection was the key to making sure we could have fun without having a baby interrupt our goals and dreams.

Once I washed Dane off of me, I decided to work on the marketing presentation I would be making next week. Ethen had put a lot of faith in me to create a new campaign and I didn't want to let him down. I felt confident that I had the skills and knowledge, as well as something unique, but this was the first time I'd be creating a campaign as a job, not as a student or intern. I didn't want to let Ethan down, or have Dane rethink his hiring of me. Although, after all that had happened, it seemed unlikely he'd fire me. I was sure he worried I'd file a lawsuit.

For a moment I thought about Dane and his situation. He was managing the business well, but my sense was that it wasn't what he wanted to do. I wondered what he'd be doing if he wasn't standing in for his father? It was odd and sort of sad that he and I just had sex, but I didn't know anything about his hopes and wishes. I suppose that was because whatever was going on with us was lust, not any sort of affection.

Deciding it was a waste of time to wonder about Dane, I refocused on the marketing campaign. I made good headway into my presentation, and then went to bed.

The next morning, I woke to four sets of eyes staring at me.

"Is she ever going to get up?" Emma's voice broke through the haze of sleep.

"Maybe she's dead," Ari said. "We could throw cold water on her to find out."

I opened my eyes. "That's not funny, Ari." She smirked. "It woke you up, didn't it?"

"We want pancakes, then we can swim. But daddy says you have to join us for breakfast," Layla held up my robe.

"All right, all right." I got out of bed and chased the kids from my room. Except Eli. I put my robe on and then carried him downstairs. "Those girls are unbearable, don't you think, Eli?"

He nodded, not saying anything because his thumb was currently occupying his mouth. I gave him a squeeze. There was a time when I thought

my dad and Lizzy's quest to fill the house was weird. Gross actually because that meant they were having sex.

With me gone, dad was apparently hoping he and Lizzy would have another, but now I found it sweet. My father and Lizzy were perfect for each other. They were happy and the kids were great. I was focused on my career now, but someday I wanted this. It didn't seem out of reach. All my dad's friends had good marriages, so I knew it happened.

But I also knew that for every marriage like my dad and Lizzy's there was one maybe even two that didn't make it. I hoped I chose wisely when it came time to get married.