PLEASURED BY MY FATHER’S FRIEND (2)

He however, had to withdraw his hand from her though and placed both on the steering wheel as he drove into the mansion. His house was not what she expected.

She admired they cliché fountain of naked angels in the middle of his driveway and also loved the creative mind behind the careful design that had gone into the place.

“You have a lovely house.” “Thank you.”

“How come you still have it?” “What do you mean?”

“I expected you to have lost it to your ex in the divorce proceedings.”

“She went with a lot more; this house is a drop of salty water in the ocean”.

She chuckled under her breathe and followed him into the mansion. She immediately spotted a picture of him and her father on a fishing trip as they walked passed a hallway and headed to what she assumed was his bedroom. He paused as soon as he got to the door and turned to have a look at her.

“You need to take off your shoes,” he said in a rather stern voice. He had not switched on the lights in the house but she could still see