My Boyfriends Hot Father

Nora

"You're off today, right baby? Can I come to your house to keep you company?" Henry, my almost-boyfriend, was talking to me on his cell phone, offering to come spend the night with me tonight. I chuckled.

"Sorry, but it won't work today," I said. I even liked Henry, but I felt he was insufficient...

"One day you'll realize that I'm the right guy for you, love you, babe." I just laughed and then ended the call.

I'm lying on my bed in my room with nothing to do because I've already finished my college work. I decided to open my DM to see who had sent me messages. Furthermore, I saw a lot of requests from guys—college friends of mine asking me on a date, others pretending to be my friends—but I knew what they all wanted from me: fuck me. I also laughed to myself. I wasn't complaining; I liked to go out occasionally to have fun and roll around on some man's dick, but today I didn't feel like it. Likewise, I did these things looking for fun or maybe something more, but none of those guys could really satisfy me; they couldn't satisfy me sexually like I wanted; they seemed too rushed and inexperienced. They came within the first five minutes, and I never reached my orgasm, which I didn't appreciate. So I decided to ignore their requests and talk to my best friend, Laura, via text.

Nora: Hi, friend. What are you doing?

Laura: Hi, kitten. It's 9:00 p.m. on Saturday. What would I be doing more of?

Nora: Are you getting ready for the night? *laughing emoji*

Laura: Sure, I'll make some money while having fun. You should do the same.

Nora: Oh, Lau. I really don't feel like it today, you know. I never find a guy who satisfies me.

Laura: I know, but maybe today is your lucky day?! Come please. Be my friend and join me at the club tonight.

Nora: Um, okay. But if I don't like it, I'll come home even if you don't want to, okay?

Laura: Yuppie! Okay. I'll stop in your house, see you later.

Nora: Okay, bye.

I turned off the phone and rolled over on my bed. Only Laura had to talk me out of it when I didn't want to. I get out of bed and take a quick shower to get ready. After the shower, I decided to wear a short, skin-tight dress that had a silvery sheen. The dress showed a good part of my hard and round breasts; it also left my back exposed, and it was tight on the buttocks, drawing my buttocks well. I decided to wear some black high-heeled shoes and a black purse. I had beautiful makeup on my face and dark red lipstick on my lips. My hair was brown with light ends; it fell over my shoulders to the middle of my back. When I looked in the mirror, I felt beautiful and wonderful. I liked what I saw in the mirror. It didn't take long for Laura to ring the doorbell of my simple apartment in Chicago. I was living alone because my college was far from my parents' house, so they were paying for this apartment for me that I shared with my pet, my little dog Kittie.