Violet and his daughter, Hannah, had been long time penpals for months ever since the start of their exchange programme. They were practically sisters in every way possible except the biological kind. So it was only natural of her to treat her friend’s dad as her own. Only Hannah’s dad was not. Sure he is everything you except from one. Stable job, kind, quirky. But he had this invisible pull on Violet she could not shake off. This was not the first time she’s seen him of course since he would drop in every once in a while during Violet and Hannah’s video calls. But to be living with the guy, this closely and personally without her e-sister around. It can get very intoxicating. She could blame it on her hormones that kicked her Dilf fetishes to overdrive. Yet there was no denying she enjoyed the attention. And she was somehow extremely casual about it.
Waltzing into his study, she stood leaning by the entrance of the room. The door swung open to her volley-ball athlete physique dressed in the grey bralette and panties. Her long brown and golden dyed hair draped over each of her C-cups, eyes fell to the man slightly hunched at his desk typing away at his laptop. Her eyes met his instantly as soon as the door gave way. Still she could see his irises giving her another run down of her curvature. She had to hide her bitten lip as she broke the silence. “So you’re back to writing again?”
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