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It's 9:00 am on a Friday. He should be at work now. ?Should? is the operative word. Fucking cheating twat waffle of a man. I'm carrying a large box of things he needs that he left behind. I refuse to let him back in our house. I thought of burning it all but I'm not that petty... yet. So let's do this quickly, Alice. Drop it off at his dad's house and make yourself scarce.*At least I don't look a mess anymore. Tits are on full display in my clingy wrap-around dress, my boss bitch stilettos are on my feet. Makeup and hair done up nicely. I look put together even if I'm slowly dying inside. I feel like a fucking walking cliche. A week ago I found out my husband was cheating on me with one of his clients, right before Christmas. Merry fucking Christmas to me!Now I'm standing in front of my father-in-law's house dropping his waste-of-space son?s shit off. I don't see my soon-to-be ex-husbands car in the driveway, at least there's that. I take a deep breath and knock on the door. Chin up, tits out, as I always say.*His dad opens the door, taking up most of the entrance with his large muscular body. He's wearing a suit. He looks so delicious like always. I've had almanbahis şikayet a crush on him for fucking ever. Maybe a slight obsession. I know, bad of me, right? But he has that daddy-dom vibe going on and I can't help myself.Salt and pepper hair, sexy fucking beard he doesn't color in. Dark sensuous eyes and, did I mention already, fit as fuck? This man screams power but he's one of the sweetest men I've ever met. I already feel my panties getting wet at the sight of him. He coughs and I realize I'm freaking gawking at the man.*?Shit, sorry, zoned out. Hey, dad, these are Thomas?s things. Wait, sorry I guess I shouldn't call you dad anymore.? I give him the box and take a step back. He eyes me from head to toe.*?You can always call me that, sweetheart. How about you come in and I'll make you some tea. We?ll talk like we used to, yeah? Thomas won't be home for a while. He's out with someone.? He grimaces.*?Gee, I wonder who the cunt is this time. Do you have anything stronger than tea, dad? It's been a hell of a week,? I mumble as I sink myself into the sofa.*He laughs a little to lighten the mood. He brings us back two whiskeys, neat. We clink almanbahis canlı casino glasses and he says, ?To you, sweetheart!? We throw them back; he slides closer to me, takes our empty glasses, and puts them on the end table.*?I'm sorry that my son is such a fuckin? idiot. I still can't believe he did that. You're so good, Alice, so good. You deserve better.? He starts to play with my hand as he says this, reassuring me.*?Thank you for that. But what's done is done, right? I just wish he never even bothered in the first place. He said I was plain. It's my fault really. I should have known with those fucking wandering eyes. I?m so stupid, dad.? I put my face in my hands and begin to sob a little.*He grabs me in his arms and puts me on his lap. He holds me tight and lets me cry a little more. I'm making a mess of his shoulder. He starts to rub my back, my thighs, kisses the top of my head. It feels so good to be held like this. He grabs my chin and makes me look up at him, kissing my tear-stained cheeks. I lick my salty lips. What the hell is happening, I ask myself?*?I need you to listen to me. This isn't your fault. My son is a selfish bastard. almanbahis casino You'll do much better. You?re special and any man would be lucky to have you, understood? If you can't stop crying I'm going to fuck those tears away,? saying all of this in a gruff, throaty voice, thick with desire.I'm gobsmacked! My pussy is throbbing. I can hear myself moan. I feel his cock getting hard under my ass. I suddenly feel my ass grinding on him.*?Tell daddy what you need, princess,? he says as he rubs his thumb across my lips.*?Make the pain go away, daddy. Fuck me please.?*I can't freaking believe this is happening. Being brave, I position myself better and straddle him. We start to kiss like a couple of high school kids. Breathless, not giving a fuck. Grinding on him while he moves his hips up and down against me. Feeling that delicious friction. My hands in his hair. His hands on my ass under my dress grabbing onto my fleshy globes. Forcing me to move harder against his cock.I'm so close, so fucking close. My senses are on overload, it's been so fucking long since I've been treated like a woman. My eyes are shut tight as I kiss and bite his neck. He can hear me panting more and more rapidly and switches positions on me. Grabs me and plants me on my back. Opening my legs wide, he's on his knees off the sofa staring at my wet black thong. He rubs his nose right on the spreading wet patch, inhaling my scent.*