I push a finger inside her tight cunt, slowly stroking her front wall. “We’re meeting tomorrow now. He had a couple of errands to run, so I thought I’d take advantage and pay two of my favoritegirls a visit.” Massaging her clit, I leave my wife in no doubt about who those two girls are.
A small gush of fluid coats my hand, and her head falls into the crook of my neck. “I’m going to be soaking all day, and I didn’t bring any spare panties with me.”
“Crying fucking shame,” I coo, absolutely delighted with myself, thinking of how she’ll be sitting at her meeting table in around a half hour, the legacy from my impromptu visit coating the inside of her legs.
When I insert another finger, Billie releases a low moan against my sensitive flesh. “I’m going to come, Em.”
“Such a bad boss,” I croon. “Setting naughty examples for your staff. It’s only your first day in charge, and you’re already dripping all over your fancy new office.”
“Your first day on the job and my last day on planet Earth now that I’ve seen this.”
Billie’s head darts up, and we stare at each other, neither of us daring to look at him. I don’t know when Scott opened Billie’s door or how much he’s seen, but I’m pretty sure that our friendship is back on the rocks.
“Dad,” Billie whispers, “I thought you said that you’d be stopping by with the door plaques after lunch so the traffic could subside.”
Slowly, my eyes connect with my best friend’s, hand still nestled between his daughter’s thighs.
“Hi.”
He scowls at me. “Remind me again why I decided to forgive you. I should’ve made you wait at least another six months.”
I smile sweetly at him, dying inside with each passing second he stands in the doorway. “Because you knew that I’d make the best son-in-law.”
He narrows his eyes at me, briefly flicking them to Billie. “I’m selling Shelby to fund your divorce.”
When he pulls the door closed, there’s a beat of silence before we both fall into fits of hysterical laughter, Billieresting her forehead against my chest as she giggles through the pain of being caught.
Hooking my finger under her chin, I’m eager to have her eyes back on mine so I can finish what I started.
Catching me with my hand between his daughter’s thighs or not, Scott Quinn knows—and has for several years now—that I’m the only man capable of loving his little princess how she deserves. It took a long time to prove it to him, but in the end, he knew I wasn’t going anywhere, and now I get to kick his ass on golfing vacations and get away with it as family.
“What time will you be done today?”
Spinning us around, I plant her ass on the desk and roll her dress up for better access.
“Why?” She parts her thighs wider, tongue swiping across her bottom lip.
I stroke her again, thinking how inappropriate it would be to fuck her with Scott standing outside the room, fixing a plaque to her door.
I’m a bad fucking friend.
Popping the button on my pants, I free my cock and slide it all the way home, and our mouths meet so we can swallow down each other’s moans.
“You’ll need to leave your new DB5 in the office parking lot. Because once I’ve given you my cum and your workday is finished, I’ll need you in my Jaguar by five p.m.”
Billie pausesat the entrance to Luigi’s restaurant and bar in downtown Seattle.
“Weren’t we only here the other night to celebrate Archer buying into the restaurant chain?”
“Yes,” I reply, reaching over her shoulder so I can open the door for us both. “But tonight, we’re celebrating something else.”
Immediate cheers fill the restaurant, and Billie swats me in thechest, shrugging off her coat as Darcy, Kendra, Jenna, Collins, Kate, and Felicity all race toward her.
“Happy first day, boss lady!” Darcy throws her arms around Billie’s neck, greeting her like they didn’t just see each other a few days ago.
Billie moves between each of her friends, asking Kate, Felicity, and Collins when they flew in from New York.
“You know how it is.” Felicity waves a hand in front of her. “The New York office is well established and can pretty much run itself these days.”
