My Father's Rich Friend's Secret Baby

by Jamie Knight

  Today was for me and my new husband and those who had truly always stood by us, namely, Stella, of course, and even Jon, who, although he had had understandable misgivings, had always supported Alex, even more so than a father would have.

  Alexander sold his company and left it for good. Obviously, the media had a field day, finding it hard to believe that his life as a social bee was over. He promised it was his turn to have a fair go at life, and to share it with his queen, who in case anyone asked, was me. His assets were his, though, and so we were set for life.

  He was already building up another company. The technology was top secret, of course, but he shared it with me. We would work on it together: it was new ultrasound equipment that would help diagnose both people and animals so that they would receive better medical care.

  Eventually, I would go to vet school, and use our technology to help heal my furry patients. But first, I would grow my small family.

  And me… well, I stood still, holding my bouquet under the flowered tree, covered with a silk dress that layered on me softly from shoulder to toe. It was the precious belly bump that made me proudest, knowing that I would be the best mother I could possibly ever be to my son.

  A baby and a husband with no need for a job in my life other than taking care of my family right now; I was as happy as I could be. I would have plenty of time in the future to pursue my career goals.

  And there we stood, the three of us, baby included, in utero, joined together in matrimony by Jonathan, who had become an ordained minister in order to have this honor. Stella was also there, crying tears of joy, and I handed her my bouquet when the time came.

  Alexander took my hand and knelt, looked me in the eye and recited his vows to me. Once he was done, I recited mine to him, and the beauty of it was that it came out perfectly.

  We had rings and a promise.

  I promise to take,

  Your dreams in my heart.

  The driest of fates,

  Won’t take us apart.

  In you I find hope,

  And a love to bestow.

  I promise you now,

  Till death and beyond.

  And we kissed. His lips were as soft as I remembered, and his hands gritted madly through my hair, tickling my fanny, juicing it up and tempting me for an early honeymoon.

  “Honey, no need to rush now,” I whispered, and laughed.

  “Oh… but there is always a rush, Mrs. Foster. I want you madly.”

  He smirked, licking his lips and sweeping me off my feet.

  Jonathan watched on, proud that his young boy had become a man and that he was soon to be a granddad. His silent tear was enough for me, joined with the happy tears that were flowing from Stella’s eyes.

  “Come on Jon, you won’t be lugging us around for too long…” called Alexander, placing me on the limo seat, directly where we last sat, as he drove us home those many moons ago

  Alexander shut our door and held my hand in his. Stella got in with us.

  “Oh dear me, sir,” Jon started, taking off his jacket and plopping himself in the driver’s seat. “When am I never needed when it comes to you two?”

  “Ha-ha, just drive, Jonathan. We shan’t be late again,” Alex said, laughing at his try at a southern accent, and closing the soundproof compartment between the driver and us, two lovers, headed for Alex’s house – now my house, too – before leaving tomorrow for a private one-month long honeymoon on an island deep in the Caribbean.

  “Oh no, we shan’t… let’s keep that word… I like it,” I urged.

  We dropped Stella off at her house, and I hugged her tightly and thanked her once again for all of her support. Then Jon drove us home, where I was now alone with my new husband.

  I slowly slipped out of my dress as Alexander knelt down and planted light kisses on my legs, carefully parting my thighs for our more pleasure, kissing my inner thighs to the hum of our promise to each other.

  “Alexander… oh, yeah,” I moaned, as he slipped his tongue inside me.

  Alex slipped a finger inside me as well, and smiled up at me encouragingly, with care and compassion in his eyes. Those deep eyes that spoke of wonder and lust to me, the eyes that looked deep into mine with the promise of love and affection.

  His strong arms felt too warm for me, as my hair fell out of my updo and onto my face, as if acting like a shield against the entire world.

  Us against the world, Alexander.

  His eyes spoke dreams to me, and his lips were whispering secrets of love and life. Alexander looked at me with a sense of want, and I could feel his bulge harden into my legs as his breath quickened.

  I wanted to take his lips on mine, but before I could close my eyes and lean into his chiseled chin, he hoisted me into the air like a rag doll and placed my body onto his lap.

  Biting my lips, I gave him what he wanted, grinding into his crotch and gazed at him with intent. My legs glistened, and my breasts heaved like a revved engine. I could see his body language suggest we get to it right there and then, and I could swear his heart was beating right through his chest.

  As I was just about to get up and grab him by the zipper, he changed his stance and smiled cunningly at me. Bringing himself closer and into a kiss, our tongues slashed in the endeavor of a spark, and a moan escaped from our lips to each other’s throats in anticipation.

  He stroked his left hand onto my waiting pussy and perked up the nipples on my heaving chest. Sweat trailed slowly as we kissed in undulated passion, lying on each other against the soft, leather seat.

  I pulled off his shirt. Our navels collided and glided silkily over each other as we were joined to the hip in ecstasy. It was an art, what we were doing. Our eyes fleeted at one another, as my knees were raised, and I got his pants down.

  Alex’s dick was long and slick with precum. He lay down with his legs in a kneeling position, and I straddled his waist. We joined at the hip with a smack, and another, and then another. My breasts bounced slowly, making sure the energy flow was constant, and my nails dug into his hair, begging for sweet release.

  “Aaaah…”

  “Mmmmhhhh…”

  Moans, followed by shivers on our bodies made it clear of an impending orgasm that shook us to the core. I squirted hard on him, but he was not yet done. I kissed him and licked off my mess from his sheened body. I took his thick cock and pressed my lips onto it, slowly, seductively, my eyes never leaving his.

  Alexander threw his head back in bliss, grabbing my neck and hair and slowly massaging the puckered nub at the base of my ass. My fingers tensed on his cock, as I knew what was to happen was something my biology could not deny.

  He rubbed me slowly, taking one finger inside my hot pussy and moistening its tip and taking it one knuckle deeper into my asshole. My breath never changed, my heart stayed still, and my bones did not dare tense.

  I sucked his rod of pleasure with no rush, making sure he enjoyed it as much as I did. Alexander’s eyes were looking into mine. He played around with my hair. My five fingers left marks wherever they went.

  Dick slurped onto tongue, slicking wet and pulsating into thickness and a rock steady beam. I back curved like a wave, my mouth sucking deeper and deeper still till my throat gagged at the forceful entry. He could not keep it in any longer, as soon as I twirled my tongue and squeezed the base of his dick and hairless balls, he screamed in agonizing pleasure.

  His neck tensed, his eyes bulged, and his lower lip bloodied from the sheer force of his bite from the pleasure he had to muffle. Streaming cum gushed into my waiting throat, and I took it all in with no fuss or muss. When I was done, Alexander looked down at me with love in his eyes.

  “Valeria,” he said. “It’s always been you. Ever since the first day I saw you, I knew that a spark had been triggered. What we have is more, way more than what people purport to have in their relationships. With you, I feel my soul has achieved peace. My whole and your whole complement each other in a manner unfathomable and come hell o
r high water you and I are meant to be together.”

  I looked into his eyes and the depths of his soul and knew his words were true.

  We would be together forever.

  Alex, me, and the baby of his that was growing inside me.

  THE END

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  Prologue

  Bradley

  I shouldn’t have been doing this. Shouldn’t have these thoughts about James’s daughter.

  But, she was so damn hot. And she had been practically throwing herself at me. Those hips, those lips, those eyes… it was as if she was begging me to do what I wanted, which was to bend her over my lap and spank her ass for being such a bad girl, and then thrust my dick deep inside her mouth.

  Her father James was the only good friend I had these days, and he had been ever since I so desperately needed one. After I was injured at war and discharged from duty, he’d taken me to his house and let me stay with him even though he had only been my commanding officer. We’d grown close, both due to the gratefulness I’d felt for him and the bond we’d shared as he’d helped me get back on my feet.

  Fucking his daughter was no way to repay him for his kindness— even though it was clear she wanted me to take her for her very first time. Sure, she was an adult and seemed to know exactly what she wanted— which was very obviously me. And I wanted to take her— every which way I could.

  From behind, while she was on all fours calling out my name and I was pulling her hair. From on top, while I was looking into those pretty eyes she liked to bat so innocently at me. From underneath her, so that she could spread those legs wide and let me all the way into her tiny, tight, wet little pussy.

  I couldn’t do it. Could I? It could have all sorts of negative consequences. James would no doubt kick me out of his house. And what if I knocked her up? She had her whole life ahead of her, and mine had just been unexpectedly derailed.

  I had to fucking control myself. But could I? Not with those curvy hips of hers walking in front of me, while she was dressed only in her bikini, begging me to come for a swim with her. Swim with her? I wanted to swim in her. And I always got what I wanted.

  Chapter 1

  Bradley

  “Hope the chicken isn't too spicy for you,” said James, looking over at me while I absentmindedly scraped my food around on my plate. I was so lost in thought, I almost forgot where I was.

  I was still trying to process everything. So much had happened. I knew that, all things considered, I was very lucky. Too bad that lucky felt so fucking shitty.

  I shifted in my chair to try to relieve some of the pressure from my hip. I winced at a sharp pain shooting from my toes up my leg.

  I had been an aircraft mechanic in the Air Force for about eighteen years. Some people have looked at that as “not shit” since I wasn't in direct combat much, but for me, it let me do what I loved while still serving our country.

  I was a self-taught mechanic, learning everything I knew as a young kid working on the cars of friends, family, neighbors, basically anyone within a ten-mile radius who would let me near their car. People would remark with amazement when their car was fixed using little or no parts, and drove better than it had before it needed work done on it. News traveled fast about the teenage boy who could fix cars and did it for next to nothing, sometimes even for free.

  I worked hard and put myself through trade school, paying for it by working at a fast food joint. Those were long, hard days, going to school during the day and working at night. Sheer will got me through those nights when the restaurant was slow.

  But, I knew that if I had any hopes of doing anything with my life, I would have to keep going. I came from a dirt-poor family. Most of them had barely gotten through grade school, let alone had any real profession to speak of.

  So, when I graduated from trade school as a mechanic, I felt like I was on top of the fucking world. Unfortunately, though, there weren't very many opportunities in the town where I lived. And I didn’t have the money to pack up and move.

  When an Air Force recruiter came around and asked if I wanted to join, I signed up right away. I knew that this was it—my ticket to freedom.

  And I was right. Being a mechanic in the Air Force opened my eyes to a whole new world. Honestly, it was an entirely new level of existence. I never even knew anyone who worked that hard, with focus, in order to accomplish—and to be accomplished—as the guys in my unit did.

  I’d kind of always been a bit of a daredevil. I just couldn’t “keep my booty still,” as my old great-aunt Birdie diagnosed at my fifteenth birthday party. I didn’t like trouble, you see, I just had a nose for action—a thrill for the outdoors, that sort of thing.

  So, when I discovered that I had this natural bent for fixing things, I was so excited. I was also relieved—my brain could be the one making me a living, not my brawn or bravado. I mean, sure, being a mechanic involved using my hands and muscles, too, but working on planes also involved figuring out problems and thinking about the best way to fix things.

  This new direction of mine was a major step up for my family. It meant I might live to see old age, unlike practically every male in my bloodline.

  Plus, none of us had ever served our country in the Armed Forces. Me joining up was an even bigger step forward for us. For me personally, joining up meant my freewheeling, garage experiment antics might have a constructive, positive outlet while I learned more skills and grew in my abilities.

  More, I completely relished the traveling part of Air Force life. Mercy, the world had never seemed so big. Or beautiful, honestly.

  Obviously, combat was what it was. But as things changed in all those long years, I found newer and cooler methods to indulge my thrill-seeking ways. When I was a kid, I never would’ve imagined rock climbing in the Swiss Alps would be just one of the many adventures life brought me.

  But most of all, I loved the culture of performance. Of excellence. Oh, of course, there were jerks, wimps and assholes, as there are in all aspects of life, but I had the best of luck in all my deployments. The people around me inspired like nobody’s business. And so, that was my world, a world where I had a place, a duty and a status no one could take away from me.

  That world all came crashing down, though, when I got into an accident that forced me to retire.

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  I shouldn't want her.

  But I do. And I always get what I want.

  I was injured at war and discharged from the military.

  My commanding officer invited me to stay with him while I get back on my feet.

  I'm grateful for his help, and we've become close friends.

  There's just one problem.

  His 19 year old daughter lives with him, and she's off the charts hot.

  So is the chemistry between us, even though I try to ignore it.

  She's a virgin, but her long lashes beg me to change that.

  Her curvy hips taunt me as she walks by wearing only a bikini.

  She invites me to take a swim with her while he's out of town.

  Swim with her? I want to swim in her.

  But I can't. And I certainly can't knock her up.

  Can I?

  Oops. Too late.

  What will her dad do if he finds out I put a baby in his little girl?

  My Father's Best Friend's Secret Baby is a full length 75,00
0 word standalone novel. Jamie Knight promises to always bring you a happy ever after filled with plenty of heat. And never any cheating or cliffhangers!

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  Books in the His Secret Baby series:

  My Father’s Best Friend’s Secret Baby

  My Dad’s Rival’s Secret Baby

  My Professor’s Secret Baby

  Single Mom’s Secret Baby

  My Father’s Rich Friend’s Secret Baby

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