All Chapters of A Night With My Ex's Father : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

From the apartment with nothing left to do , l just headed to the near by silent club . With what l had just witnessed , l really wanted some thing strong to help me forget the image of Alexander who was my boyfriend and Lisa who was my best friend . Ignoring the pervs who were eye fucking me , l made my way straight to the bartender . "Get me one full glass of wine", Without even greeting the bartender , l just ordered as l sat down on the high velvet leathered stool. "What type of wine ? , Miss", The bartender asked in a humble voice . "The best strong wine you have", l replied and after the bartender nodding his head in acknowledgment , he poured some kind of wine l couldn't recorganise in the glass ."Miss ...... " , Before he could complete his sentence , l reached out quickly and took the glass from him and still with no word said , l instantly gulped it down as if it was water. "Get me another one", After taking it in one gulp , l ordered as l placed the empty glass in front o

"Uhmmm .... Sorry for that" , Seeing the color of his words , l instantly stuttered out an apology. "The soreness in between your legs will prove that " , He responded but then shockingly with a mischievous grin on his face. " What does that mean ? " , I didn't actually ask that out , l only wondered inwardly in my mind and when I lastly processed what he meant a blush instantly creeped on my face . Trembling wasn't needed . Just because I was only used to the selfish Alexander didn't know that the man's eyes could turn with want and desire evident in them. Alexander had never looked at me in that way and with his eyes watching me with lust , l felt wanted , l was like an angel beneath him. "So beautiful" , Just as I was still in my thoughts , he mumbled in a low voice with a mischievous grin on his and seeing him like this made me to blush more. " Pink is my best color " , He continued in a low growl and realization hit me that he was talking about my pink cheeks . I didn't respond

Warning!This story contains explicit short erotica stories with age up content. 2ND EROTICADamienAce Hotels were scattered throughout North America, and we were known for the prodigious customer service, the firm privacy when a known celebrity came to stay, and the prestigious appeal and feel of the hotels.When I built the first Ace Hotel in New Jersey, I didn't think it would get popular and acknowledged in such a short period of time. One hotel became four, and then four became hundreds, creating my franchise: Ace Hotels.I played football throughout high school and college, and my nickname was Ace because no one fucking played like me. I was a savage, brutal, and could knock down any man with just the brush of my shoulder.It wasn't until my father passed away that I gave up football and pursued business. Here I was, some odd number of years later, sitting in one of many building offices I owned, speaking about opening up another Ace Hotel.I looked down at the watch strapped

MilaWith one last glance at me, Mr. Damien Wilson shoved the flashcards into his pocket and sauntered to his office.My eyes stayed on his backside until he closed the office door, and then I melted into a puddle as I slumped back into my swivel chair.I rested my hand over my racing heart while the other rested on my enflamed cheeks.Attagirl.One word. It took one word to make me swoon. Goddamn it. It wasn't Damien's first time saying it to me. He always praised me, and my cheeks gave me away each time.He'd smile and then walk away as if entertained by my response. I'd melt into a freaking puddle when he walked away obliviously to what that word made me feel.It made me feel seen, heard, and acknowledged. It made me feel appreciated as if I was doing something that needed to be appreciated.He would say it when I did the bare minimum of my job or when I did something grand. His tone was never condescending or belittling; it was always genuine and honest.Damien is an honest man. I

MilaThe movie he recommended was a porno. I wonder if he secretly knew because he claimed he didn't remember what it was about.He said it might have been a horror movie, but I could strongly disagree and say it was just a raunchy movie. A very raunchy movie.There was one male lead as opposed to five female leads with massive tits. I didn't watch it. I couldn't get past the first scene, and I'm pretty sure I screamed and slammed my laptop shut.I wonder what he would say if he knew what it was about. I would never bring it up again and hoped he never asked me if I watched it because I wouldn't know how to answer him. I'd just blush and run in the other direction.Damien and I have been very busy prepping for the new Ace Hotel that he's been working on opening in Rome, and we haven't had time for anything else but work.I was thankful that he was keeping me busy and that his mind was only centered around his hotels and business because it left no time or space for him to ask me anyth