My Best Friend's Dad

by Bella Winters

But now that we’d been sleeping together for a few weeks, I felt lucky and privileged to have taken her cherry. I wanted to give Molly everything in the world – everything she wanted, anything she could possibly dream of. I lamented the fact that I only pulled in a measly fifty thousand a year. If only I were rich, and I could treat her like a princess and spoil her, give her every whim and every dream and everything she’d ever wanted. I didn’t know very much about her childhood, but I had to guess that it hadn’t been very happy. But when Molly and I got together, I swore that I’d make up for that. I wanted to make her the happiest girl in the world.

  That night, as soon as I left the firehouse, I drove straight over to Molly’s apartment. Rebecca wasn’t there – Molly said she was at campus, studying for a test. Molly greeted me with a shy smile.

  “Hi,” she said, biting her lip and blushing. I smirked – I kept thinking about the way she’d been moaning in my ear only hours earlier, telling me everything dirty and raunchy that she was doing to herself. It had driven me wild – I’d never been with a girl so eager to please.

  “Hey there.” I smirked, then leaned in for a kiss. Molly threw her arms around my neck and swooned against my body as I slipped my tongue inside of her mouth, gently sucking on her lower lip. Molly moaned softly. Her frame shivered and she pressed her tits against me. The hunger was obvious – she wanted me just as much as I wanted her, if not more.

  “Hi,” Molly said shyly. “How was work?”

  I shrugged. “I’m fine,” I said. “How are you?”

  Molly frowned. She pulled away from me and walked into the kitchen, where she poured herself a glass of water.

  “Hey, Alex, want anything?”

  “Yeah, I’ll take a beer,” I said, yawning. “I’m exhausted. I feel like I could sleep for days.”

  When Molly reappeared, she was blushing. She passed me a beer and lifted the glass of water to her lips, drinking greedily.

  “You wanna take a nap?”

  “Yeah, definitely,” I said. “But first, come here.” I sat down and patted the couch next to me. “Keep me company,” I added. “Just for a little while.”

  Molly sat next to me and curled up close, threading her arm through mine and resting her head on my shoulder. Her sweet, faintly musky scent washed over me and I closed my eyes, breathing in deeply, grateful just to be next to her.

  “So, what do you want to talk about?” Molly asked softly. She glanced up at me with her big brown eyes. “Is everything okay?”

  I chuckled. Reaching for her hand, I twined my fingers with hers and squeezed. “Everything is fine,” I said. “I think I’m falling in love with you.”

  Molly bit her lip. “Really?”

  “Yeah,” I said. “Actually, I don’t think it. I know it.”

  Molly flushed and sighed happily, closing her eyes. “I’m falling in love with you, too,” she said quietly. “And I’ve known that for a long time.”

  I grinned and kissed the top of her warm, brown head. Molly sighed again and tilted her face upwards, pressing her lips against mine. Her mouth was deliciously cold from the water and I slipped my tongue in her mouth and cradled her face in my hands. Molly moaned softly, crawling closer and pressing her face to mine. She put her hands on my cheeks and sighed into my mouth as our tongues flicked and danced together.

  “Mmmn,” Molly purred. “I want you right now, Alex.”

  I slipped my hand into her shirt and cradled her tit in my hand, flicking my finger over her erect nipple. Just as I was about to reach for the fly of her jeans, the front door opened and banged closed again.

  Molly leapt away from me like a scalded cat. She blushed and trembled as she adjusted her clothes, pulling her shirt right.

  Rebecca stood in the doorway, looking confused and unhappy.

  “Heya, sis,” I said, winking. “How’s it hanging?”

  Rebecca frowned.

  “Hi,” Molly said. “Is everything okay? Were you at school?”

  Rebecca didn’t reply. She glanced from me to Molly, shaking her head.

  “I don’t believe it,” Rebecca said softly. “The two of you. Really?!”

  “I told you,” Molly said, her chin wobbling as she spoke. “Things are good between us.”

  I turned to Rebecca. “Molly and I are together,” I said. “We’re in love.”

  Rebecca rolled her eyes. “You, in love,” she muttered under her breath. “I don’t believe it for a second.”

  “It’s true,” I said. I gave Molly an encouraging look.

  “Yeah,” Molly echoed. “We’re in love, Rebecca.”

  Rebecca narrowed her eyes and shrugged. “Whatever,” she said. “Don’t come crying to me when he breaks your heart, Molly.”

  “Oh, fuck off,” I said. “You’ve been a huge bitch to me your entire life, Rebecca. I don’t know why this is any different.”

  Rebecca inhaled sharply. For a moment, I thought she was going to say something. Then she swallowed hard, grabbed her bags, and left.

  “Damn,” I said, shaking my head. “I can’t believe she’s acting like this.”

  Molly sighed. “Alex, that isn’t all,” she said quietly. “Rebecca and I had kind of a weird conversation the other day. She asked me if I’d always known that I was straight. I think she was trying to come out of the closet.”

  My stomach curdled and twisted at her words. Again, the image of my sister dancing and kissing another girl leapt into my mind.

  “Molly, there’s something I have to tell you,” I said slowly, narrowing my eyes. “The other day, I was out and I saw Rebecca. She went into this club.”

  “Rebecca went to a club?” Molly laughed. “That’s a good one!”

  “No, I’m serious,” I said. I sighed. “I was curious, so I parked and followed her in. It was a gay club, and she was dancing with another woman who looked a lot like you. They kissed, too.” I shook my head and narrowed my eyes. “It sounds strange, but I think maybe she has a crush on you, and she’s jealous of me or something stupid like that.”

  Molly’s face went through a variety of expressions. First, she looked like she was going to burst out laughing again. Then her forehead creased with concern and she braced herself with a hand against the couch.

  “Oh my god,” Molly said. “That’s…that’s insane, Alex! I can’t believe that,” she added, shaking her head. “There’s no way she has a thing for me. We’ve been best friends for years.” She flushed hotly. “And normally, I wouldn’t tell you her secrets. But I know for a fact that she slept with someone – a man – when we were in college. More than once, even.”

  I burst out laughing. “Wow, good for her,” I said. “But she’s never had a boyfriend, has she?”

  Molly shook her head. She blushed even harder. “And Alex…sorry, I know this is weird to say, but I feel like I should’ve known as soon as she told me that the sex wasn’t even that good. She said it was really disappointing. I chalked it up to the fact that she slept with some guy in a frat and he wasn’t good in bed, but wow, it makes so much sense now.”

  I blinked. The idea of my sister nabbing some fraternity dude was almost as funny as the idea of her dancing at a gay club.

  “Holy shit,” I muttered. “That’s fucking insane.”

  Molly nodded. “Tell me about it,” she said, rolling her eyes. She sighed. “I feel so dazed. Maybe I should lie down for a while.”

  “No,” I said. “You should probably come with me, Molly. I don’t know – maybe you should stay with me for a while, until all of this calm down. I have a feeling Rebecca isn’t going to be thrilled about the news when she gets home, and I don’t want her stressing you out.”

  Molly sighed. “Alex, I’m an adult,” she said. “I can handle my own problems, okay?”

  I shrugged. “Hey, I’m just trying to be the overprotective boyfriend, but if you’re sure,” I said, glancing around. “Look, you should at least come out for a few hours. What if I bring you over to the firehouse and introduce yo
u to the guys? I think they’d get a kick out of meeting the woman who captured the heart of Alex Travers.”

  Molly blushed and smiled. “Okay,” she said, biting her lip. “As long as they’re going to be nice to me.”

  “Why wouldn’t they be nice?”

  Molly shrugged. “I don’t know,” she said nervously. “I’m just shy, Alex. You know that.”

  I chuckled. “I know, but I promise – everything’s going to be fine, okay?”

  Molly nodded. “Okay,” she said. “Give me a couple of minutes and let me change.” She smiled again, then walked down the hall and into her room. After a couple of seconds, I followed behind, creeping silently on the carpet so she wouldn’t hear me coming. Molly had left her door partially open and I glanced inside, watching her curves jiggle as she pulled her shirt over her head. Naked, she was beautiful. My cock stiffened and throbbed with desire as Molly pulled off her shorts, revealing her big ass. I want that ass, I thought, licking my lips. I imagined pinning her down, teasing her until she was nearly on the brink of insanity, then sliding my cock into that tight little virgin hole and fucking her ass until she was screaming my name.

  Soon, I thought.

  Molly whirled around and gasped. “Alex! You’re watching me!”

  I snickered. “I’m just getting some ideas for your next lesson,” I said arching, raising an eyebrow and smirking. “And trust me, it’s going to be your best one yet.”

  Molly blushed tomato red. “You always say that,” she murmured, still naked. I smirked when I saw her nipples stiffen into two pink points.

  “And I’m always right,” I said, leaning against the doorway and smirking. “I ought to fuck you right now, just to make you a little more relaxed before we leave.”

  Molly bit her lip. I could practically smell the sweet odor of her pussy from where I stood, and my lust started to build. But as much as I wanted her, I also wanted to make her wait. I wanted her to be dying for my touch. I wanted her to be hopelessly horny and aroused.

  “Get dressed,” I said, shaking my head. “And then later, you’ll get your lesson. If you’re a good girl,” I added, licking my lips and smirking.

  Molly smiled and blushed. She walked over to her closet and pulled out a loose sundress I hadn’t seen before. She pulled it over her head, braless and still with no panties. The long, flowing material made her look like a goddess and I grinned. She’s mine, I thought as I stared at her. All mine.

  When Molly was ready, she grabbed her things and we got into my Mustang. I put my hand on her thigh and squeezed hard as I drove across town to the firehouse. The guys were just getting in for their evening shift and it took me a long time to find parking.

  “Are you sure this is okay?” Molly asked. She climbed out of my Mustang and adjusted her dress, looking nervously.

  I grinned. “Babe, it’s more than okay. I want you to meet these guys. I spend so much time here, we’re almost like a family. They’re my best friends.”

  Molly nodded. She forced a smile and I reached for her hand, squeezing her fingers reassuringly. I wouldn’t tell Molly, but part of the reason why I’d brought her with me was a litmus test. If the guys I worked with were going to be huge jerks and treat her like a shitty person just because she was fat, I knew I didn’t want to be friends with them anymore.

  “Come on,” I said, gently tugging Molly towards the entrance. “They’re going to love you, I swear. And if they don’t, they’re assholes and I don’t want to be friends with them anymore.”

  Molly cocked her head to the side and smiled. “Really? You mean that?”

  “Of course I do,” I said. I bent down and kissed her. “Molly, you’re more important to me than coworkers, even if we are like a family. I don’t want to be friends with anyone who wouldn’t accept you.”

  Molly’s smile grew a shade wider and she relaxed, closing her eyes and leaning her head against my shoulder. “I love you, Alex,” she said softly. “I can’t believe you’re with me.”

  I put an arm around her shoulders and squeezed before leaning down and kissing her forehead. “I love you, too,” I said. “Come on. Let’s go meet the guys.”

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Molly

  As I followed Alex up the steps of the firehouse, I was incredibly nervous. I could hardly keep from shaking and shivering as I climbed step after step, growing out of breath after the first flight.

  “I don’t know about this,” I muttered nervously as I gripped the handrail with a sweaty hand. “I just feel so weird.”

  “Molly, relax,” Alex said. “I swear, everyone is going to be nice. And if they’re not, fuck them. I’ve made it clear that you’re more important.”

  I tried to internalize his words but somehow, they just made me feel even more anxious. If Alex’s friends were dicks, I didn’t want to be responsible for breaking up any friendships. Alex had been friends with these guys for years – was he going to drop them just because they made a couple of jokes about me?

  Stop jumping to conclusions, I scolded myself. No one ever got anywhere from doing that.

  Alex and I reached the stop of the stairs and he gestured for me to follow him inside. Taking a deep breath, I plastered a smile on my face and followed Alex into the main room. It smelled like a boys’ locker room, and I smiled for real when I saw the decorations – mirrors with beer labels printed on them, Playboy centerfolds, and pictures of muscle cars. They’re just like a bunch of high school kids, I thought. Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.

  “Everyone,” Alex hollered, clapping his hands together. “This is my girlfriend, Molly Peters.”

  The room was filled with men, and at the sound of Alex’s voice, they all stopped talking and turned to look at us. Most of them smiled – or at least smirked – but some of them snickered.

  “Guys, I’m serious,” Alex said. “Be nice.”

  “Hi,” I said shyly. “It’s nice to meet you all.”

  The only one I recognized was Rob. As he leapt out of a chair and sauntered over, he grinned at me.

  “Hey, Molly,” Rob said. “Nice to see you again.”

  I flushed and smiled. “Nice to see you, too,” I said. “This is nice, I like it.”

  Rob laughed. “It’s a shitbox,” he said. “But it’s home, you know?”

  I looked around at the room. Lots of masculine touches – beat-up leather furniture and remotes shaped like women’s torsos and neon signs – I could tell that hardly any girls had ever been up.

  “It’s nice,” I said, meaning it. “I’m glad to see Alex can relax in comfort when he’s on call.”

  Another guy walked over to us. He had brown hair and perfectly straight white teeth that somehow reminded me of a shark.

  “Nice to meet you,” he said, raising an eyebrow. “Alex, I didn’t know you had a girl.”

  “It’s recent,” Alex said shortly. “Don’t be a dick, Tom.”

  Tom smirked. He held out his hand and after a moment of hesitation, I put mine against his. To my surprise, he lifted my fingers to his mouth and kissed them.

  “Don’t do that,” Alex said, rolling his eyes. “For all you know, Molly jacked me off before we got here.”

  Tom grinned. “That wouldn’t surprise me at all,” he said. “Bye, Molly. You’re welcome here any time.”

  Alex nodded. He seemed pleased. I was starting to relax. Maybe this isn’t so bad, I thought, looking once more around the room. Maybe his friends really are nice people.

  “Hey, Molly,” Rob said. He leaned in close. “How’s Rebecca doing?”

  Alex and I exchanged nervous glances. “She’s fine,” I said, shaking my head and biting my lip. “Why?”

  Rob snickered. “You know she has hot lesbo fantasies about you, right?”

  My jaw dropped and I felt my cheeks flame bright red. “What? You’re kidding,” I said, shaking my head. “There’s no way that’s true!”

  Alex looked miffed, but Rob kept going: “Oh, yeah. She wants to l
ick your pussy, bad. She told me about it at that restaurant when I tried to come onto her.”

  “Dude, shut up,” Alex growled. “Molly doesn’t need to know any of this.”

  Blood rushed to my head and I groped for something to steady myself against. “I…I don’t know what to say,” I said, rubbing my eyes. “This is so weird.”

  Rob raised an eyebrow. “Oh, yeah, Molly, she’s had the hots for you for years.”

  I blinked. My stomach churned and I felt my heart slowly pounding in my chest.

  Rob glanced down at my crotch. “Too bad you’re straight,” he said, grinning. “Because I’d pay to see that.”

  My eyes rolled back in my head and I passed out, crumpling to the floor.

  --

  When I came to, I blinked and looked around. “Where am I?” I muttered. “What happened?”

  “Oh, good, you’re awake,” Alex said. He reached over and pressed his hand to my forehead. “Molly, I was really worried about you. You were out for over an hour.”

  “Where am I?” I asked groggily. “What’s going on?”

  “I took you home,” Alex said gently. “You’re in your own bed.”

  Sitting up, I looked around the dark room in a panic before realizing that he was completely right.

  “Oh, god,” I said, blushing hotly and covering my face with both hands. “I really screwed up, didn’t I? I made such an idiot of myself.”