Tempting Her Best Friend's Father (2 page)

Mona knew she was staring at him, and thankfully
it seemed no one was aware of it. Of course, she didn’t want to be caught
watching him, but she couldn’t help it, not when he looked like he did. It
wasn’t just that Mona kept thinking about what Isaac’s body looked all those
years ago, and it wasn’t that he was wealthy and gorgeous. There was more to
Isaac White than what showed on the surface. Over and over he demonstrated
gentleness and caring, honesty and humor. He was everything Mona wanted in a
man. She may be eighteen, but she knew what she wanted and it was sitting right
in front of her.

It also didn’t hurt that he had
Hollywood
good looks. With cropped golden hair and
striking blue eyes, he could make any girl trip over her own feet. The suits he
always wore screamed power and authority, and it was clear that under all that
fabric he hid a remarkable body.

The soup in front of her was getting cold, but
Mona didn’t care. It wasn’t like she could really taste it anyway, not with how
preoccupied her mind was. Bringing the spoon to her mouth, she let the
flavorless cream soup slide over her palate. Many times she had to pry her eyes
off of Isaac and Holly. It was as if the twenty-something year old couldn’t
keep her hands off him, and even right in front of his daughter no less!

“So, I bet you girls are excited about finishing
high school.” Holly’s singsong voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard to
Mona.

“I guess. I am gonna miss it, though,” Karalina
said over a mouthful of salad.

“Gross, Kara, don’t talk with your mouth full.”
Mona teased Karalina and jabbed her in the side. She turned her attention to
Holly and smiled, although it was completely forced.

“Children these days, Isaac.” Holly made a
disgruntled sound and Mona felt her temper rising.

Children?
Is she kidding me? She is like five years older than we are.
“We’re eighteen now, and not children.” Maybe Mona should have kept
her mouth shut, but there was something about Holly that didn’t sit right with
her. Holly turned her icy blue stare at her and sneered.

“I mean, come on, you graduated like a couple of
years ago and are almost half his age.” Mona hadn’t meant to say it out loud,
but there it was, out in the open for everyone to hear. Holly made a shrieking
noise, Karalina laughed, and Isaac was unusually quiet.

“Are you going to let her talk to me that way,
baby?” Mona lifted her gaze to Holly. The twenty-something year old stared at
Isaac. Her mouth hung open like a fish searching for water and a look of rage
covered her perfect Barbie features.

Mona flicked her gaze to Isaac’s and saw that he
was watching her.
Oh shit. Way to go,
Mona.
Isaac cleared his throat and Holly turned her stare on her like
Medusa, a smirk on her lips.

“Now, Mona, honey, maybe you should apologize to
Holly.” Isaac’s voice sounded stern and Mona felt her face pale. The last thing
she wanted was to upset him.

Before she turned to look back at Holly, Isaac
winked and she saw his lips tilt in a half smile. She instantly felt herself
grow warm. Oh that look did things to her body. Mona cleared her own throat and
looked at Holly. “I’m sorry you just graduated high school and think you’re superior.”
Okay, so maybe not what she should have said and maybe she was acting childish,
but who cared. Holly was a bitch with a stick up her ass and Mona wasn’t sorry
for anything she said. Before Holly could make a smartass statement, their main
course arrived.

The rest of the meal turned into talk about
where “the girls” where going off to college. Karalina was heading to
Boston
. She was sharp as
a pin and all that hard work had paid off in high school. Her best friend was
going to Harvard. Some were jealous, but Mona couldn’t be happier for her. She
only wished they weren’t separating, but Karalina would come back home to visit
often.

Mona on the other hand planned on staying in
town and attending the local college. Although she didn’t like school in particular,
Mona knew she had to get an education if she wanted to succeed in life. After
trying to find something that would interest her for the next four years, she
finally settled on early childhood education.

When dinner came to a close and they all headed
back to Karalina’s house, Holly included, Mona felt more and more animosity
toward Isaac’s girlfriend. The fact that Mona liked Isaac, probably more than
she should, had nothing to do with why she hated Holly.

Sure, there was some jealousy there that Holly
got to touch him, hold him, and do an array of other naughty things that Mona
would never get to do, but it was more than that. Holly was so fake, right down
to the acrylic nails she wore.

Her personality was shit, and Mona knew she
wasn’t nearly as intelligent as she pretended to be. She was a secretary in the
law office building that Isaac had his practice in. Mona knew employees had to
know their shit to work in a place like that, but she had a feeling Holly got a
lot in life because of the way she looked.

She was one of those blonde haired, blue eyed,
big tits kind of girls. The same ones that Mona hated in high school because
they fucked anything with a dick if it meant it would increase their social
status and popularity.

“Why don’t you girls go on up to bed and let the
adults have their fun.” Holly smirked at them and waved them toward the stairs.

Mona glanced at Isaac, saw that his jaw was
clenched, but noted he didn’t say anything. Biting her tongue, Mona followed
Karalina up the stairs and into her bedroom. When the door shut Mona let it
out.

“
I.
Can’t.
Stand. That. Bitch!” She let herself fall back on the bed and closed her eyes.
Karalina laughed somewhere in the room and Mona opened her eyes a crack to
glare at her.

“I admit she was a tad bit annoying tonight.”

“A tad?” Mona pushed herself up on bed and
stared at Karalina incredulously. “It is painfully obvious she thinks she is
better than everyone else. I honestly don’t know what your dad sees in her.
Well, aside from the big jugs she is carrying around. Do you think those are
real?” Moan cupped her own breasts, feeling slightly deflated that they were
barely a handful.

“Although your opinion is valid, it is also
biased.”

“Biased? What the hell are you talking about?”
Mona pushed an unruly curl out of her face.

“Don’t get all offended or anything, but you do
have a thing for my dad.”

“Kara, that has nothing to do with it and you
know it. Look, I admitted your dad was hot.” At that comment Karalina scrunched
up her nose in distaste. Mona rolled her eyes and continued. “I know you have
wondered that same thing about her motives. They’ve been dating for what? Six
months? Have you not heard her ramble on about weddings and gowns and all that
shit? She knows your dad is loaded and that is her main motive. Don’t be blind
to the facts.”

“My dad isn’t going to get remarried, so there
isn’t anything to worry about there.” Karalina had turned around, and although
Mona couldn’t see her face, she could hear the frustration and hurt in her
friend’s voice. Her mother may have cheated on Isaac, but she was still
Karalina’s mom, and no one could replace her.

“Come here, bestie.” Mona patted the spot on the
bed next to her. She hated seeing Karalina’s otherwise happy demeanor go down
the drain. “I didn’t mean to make you upset, okay?”

“I know you didn’t. It’s just I don’t want to
even think about my dad getting married again. I know it’s been two years, and
I do want him to be happy, but I still feel like it hasn’t been enough time. Or
maybe deep down I really do know Holly isn’t right for him? I don’t know, I
guess I honestly don’t see true happiness in his eyes when he looks at her.”
Karalina chuckled. “See, now you have it all coming out.” She breathed out and
rested her head on Mona’s shoulder. “I do want him to be happy, honestly, but I
guess you’re right. Holly isn’t what I want to look at every time I come home
from school.”

Mona couldn’t help but smile. “Well, your dad
kind of looked annoyed with her tonight, so who knows. He hasn’t gotten through
life and become a top rated lawyer by being stupid.”

Chapter Three

Flesh
slick with perspiration rubbed together. The moonlight cast its silvery fingers
across their bodies, illuminating them and adding a touch of mystery. She lay
on her back, her breasts shaking with the force of his thrusts. He was ruthless
as he pounded into her willing body. Oh this was exactly what she wanted,
exactly what she wanted to feel. He stretched her until she felt like she’d
tear, but the pain was oh so good and only added to her pleasure.

His
fingers were skilled as they plucked at her nipples and made them become
engorged and ultra sensitive. She wanted to moan out her pleasure but she
couldn’t find her voice. Hell, she couldn’t even draw air into her lungs if she
wanted to. Just as she was about to climax, she looked into his face. Beads of
sweat coated his brow. Those tiny pearls of liquid slipped down his cheek and
onto his chest. She would have followed that droplet if his emerald green stare
hadn’t had her transfixed. So close, she was so close she could feel it in her
very toes. Just a little harder, a little faster…

Mona sat up with a start. Her body was coated
with sweat and her nightgown clung to her body. She looked to her side and saw
Karalina still fast asleep and then turned to look at the clock. The digital
numbers were blurry and she blinked several times to try and clear her vision.
Even now, just remembering her dream had her heart racing and her nipples
tightening.
Oh God. It was so real.
Her body was strung tight from her almost-orgasm.

Rubbing her hand over her eyes, she lifted the
clock and saw that it was three in the morning. Throat parched and bladder
ready to explode, Mona slipped out of bed and silently stepped out into the
hall. Everything was quiet, but she could see a blue glow illuminate the
downstairs.

She used the bathroom and got some water before
heading back to bed. When she stepped back into the hall she cast her gaze back
on the blue light. It was obviously the television, but it was so quiet she
assumed they must have fallen asleep downstairs.

As she reached for the bedroom handle to go back
to bed, she heard a distinct male groan. Heart pounding hard all over again,
Mona looked over her shoulder and down the stairs once more. She knew that
sound, had heard it countless times in her dreams. It was the same noise Isaac
had made when he fucked his wife all those years ago.

She shouldn’t have dropped her hand and stepped
away from the bedroom door. She shouldn’t have held onto the banister and crept
down the stairs. And she most certainly shouldn’t have moved toward the very
sexual sounds coming from the living room.

When the blue became brighter the closer she
got, Mona found herself holding her breath. Whether it was fear, anticipation,
excitement, or a mixture of all three, she wasn’t quite sure. All she knew for
sure was that she could hear her heartbeat all the way in her ears and felt
sweat start to coat her palms.

She made sure to stand partially behind the
pillar that supported the entryway into the living room, hoping to keep her
identity hidden. The top of Isaac’s head was visible over the couch, but there
was no movement being made. The television was on but silent and the blue glow
illuminated the entire living room. For a moment she thought she imagined the
moan, but just as she turned to leave she heard the distinct sound of a female
moan.

Although she couldn’t see anything because of
the couch being in the way, a large mirror that was positioned on the wall
caught her attention and gave her a prime view of the explicit encounter that
was going on.

Holly was on her knees between Isaac’s thighs,
and the way her head moved up and down informed Mona of exactly what was going
on. She couldn’t seem to move from her spot, despite the guilt that she was
watching something private. She felt like a voyeur, especially when her pussy
started to get moist and her breasts tingled.

A wet popping noise sounded and then Mona heard
Holly’s exerted breathing.

“What’s wrong, baby? You aren’t even getting
hard.” Holly’s voice was slurred as if she had been drinking. “Want to fuck my
ass? I know how much you like that.”

Mona could tell she was trying to be a
seductress by the way she spoke, but the fact that every other word was slurred
almost made Mona feel sorry for her. Just then, Holly’s statement pierced her
brain.
Isaac likes anal?
A slight
shock to her, but arousing nonetheless.

“I think I’m just tired, Holly.”

Mona leaned back into the shadows more, knowing
she should have just gone back to bed, but rooted to the spot.

“But I want to get you off, baby.” That whiney
voice of hers grated on Mona’s nerves.

Leaning out of the shadows to get a better look,
she could hear Isaac sigh and then the distinct sound of sucking again. The
lighting was shit, but it was enough to show every sordid little detail. Isaac
lay back against the couch, eyes closed, and a look of boredom on his face as
Holly gave him head.