Stroked by my Dad's Best FriendA Billionaire Secret Baby Romance

by Natasha Spencer

  “Where are you?” Mitch said.

  “I’m at the dump actually,” Candice said. “Just getting rid of a few unnecessary things.”

  “Listen, when I get a hold of you…” Mitch said.

  “You’re going to what?”

  Candice put down her phone. Tiffany had stepped into the apartment. Her eyes were wide as she looked at the destruction. Candice mouthed her to record the conversation. Tiffany got out her phone and began recording.

  “When I get a hold of you, I’m going to beat your ass.”

  “Is that a threat, Mitch?” Candice said.

  “It’s not a threat, it’s a fucking promise.”

  “Okay. Well, I’ll make sure to let everyone know that you are a piece of shit that threatens people, Mitch.”

  “What?”

  “I mean that I’m recording this conversation.”

  “You fucking cunt,” Mitch said.

  “Oh, and Mitch don’t ever come to my place again.”

  “How did you know that I was at your place?” Mitch whined. “Wait, wait, where are you now?”

  Candice took another picture frame off the wall and slung it across the room. It crashed and pieces of glass splintered everywhere. Shards of glass landed on Mitch’s bed.

  “You’re at my house, aren’t you?” Mitch said. “I can’t believe it. You’re attacking me.”

  “I’m defending myself,” Candice replied. She hung up on Mitch, and then she picked up the computer and walked outside with it. Tiffany followed her. Tiffany’s jaw had dropped.

  When they walked outside, Candice turned around and locked the door. She put the key under the rug and the two got back into Tiffany’s car. Candice put the computer in the back seat.

  “I got you your burrito,” Tiffany said. She handed the foil wrapped meal to her friend.

  Candice unwrapped it and took a bite out of the top. The burrito was a mash of rice, avocado, beans, and vegetables. The oil leaked onto her hand slightly. She got a napkin out and wiped her hands clean.

  “Let’s go home,” Candice said.

  When they arrived, there was no sign of Mitch.

  Candice let herself into her apartment cautiously. She moved about her apartment, slowly worrying that Mitch may lay in wait behind some corner. Tiffany went into the apartment as well. Candice brandished her half eaten burrito as she moved through the small apartment.

  “He’s not here,” Candice said.

  “He probably went home,” Tiffany replied.

  “Good. Fuck him.”

  “Want me to stay the night?”

  “Sure.”

  Candice went back to the car and took the computer from the back seat. She moved it inside her apartment and hid it behind a slew of clothes. She breathed a sigh of relief. The computer was collateral. If Mitch came back she would destroy it, along with all of his shitty information.

  Candice’s phone buzzed. It was Alex.

  How did everything go? he wrote.

  Things are looking good. I got things sorted out, Candice wrote back.

  Good. I’m glad. You were in a real rush to get out. I was worried about you.

  Yeah. Sorry about that. Hey, listen I have some free time. Do you want to come to Oakland for a few days? We could spend some real time together.

  I’d love that. I could fly up tomorrow if you’re free, Alex wrote.

  That would be lovely. I can’t wait, Candice wrote.

  See you then.

  Candice’s face flushed and a wide smile spread across her lips. Things were turning out okay. She’d taken care of her problem, and she had seeing Alex to look forward to.

  “So what do you want to watch?” Tiffany said. She’d set herself up by the TV in the living room.

  “How about a horror movie?” Candice said with a smile. She needed some catharsis. Nothing could scare her anymore though. She’d faced Mitch in her own way and she felt a bright future opening for her.

  Chapter 11

  “You just need to decide on a name,” Alex said. He was seated with Tiffany and Candice at a coffee shop in the Ferry Building. The rich caramel smell of the roasted beans filled Candice’s nostrils.

  “Hmm…” Tiffany said. “I hadn’t really thought of anything. I mean this whole thing is a little impulsive.”

  “What are you talking about? This is a long time coming,” Candice replied. “Walking out was the best thing that we could have done. Tim was treating me terribly. Even after he got the IP address that proved Mitch sent those emails, he still was punishing me.”

  “He’s a dickhead,” Tiffany said.

  “Well, look at the bright side. One, you have an excellent case against him. Two, you now have a great business opportunity ahead of you. I mean really you partnering up with Tiffany was a great idea. Three, you got Shaudi to come along with you,” Alex said.

  “You forgot number four,” Candice added. “I got a great investor.” She put her arm around Alex and squeezed it tight.

  “Well, it seemed like a good business plan,” Alex said. A shy smile spread across his face.

  “So when is the race?” Candice said, turning to Tiffany.

  Tiffany had been going on long runs still. The last that Candice had checked she was up to twenty miles.

  “It’s next weekend. You guys are coming, right?” Tiffany said.

  “Of course. We’ll be at the finish line waiting for you.” Candice finished her last sip of coffee.

  “Awesome,” Tiffany said. “Well I’m gonna go run, literally. It’s my last training day.”

  “Okay. See you soon,” Alex said. Tiffany gave him a light hug and Candice a tight squeeze then walked away.

  “So I think we’re alone now,” Candice said. She batted her eyes at Alex and then took his hand. “The beating of our hearts is the only sound.”

  “You’re funny. Did you think of those lyrics yourself?” Alex said.

  “Yeah, I did. Got me to the top of the charts,” Candice replied. She pulled Alex up from his seat. “All right time to go.”

  “What? Where are we going?”

  “We are going to your hotel room,” Candice said as the two walked across the street and towards Union Square.

  “Oh really? What will we do there?” Alex said.

  “It’s a surprise,” Candice replied.

  “A good surprise?”

  “Yes. A very good surprise.”

  The walk to the hotel was quick. As soon as they got into the penthouse apartment, Candice went into the bathroom and started a bath. The tub quickly filled and Candice disrobed. Alex watched her as she dipped her toe in to check the temperature. It was hot but not too hot. She lowered herself in and looked at Alex and smiled.

  “Are you going to come in or just stand there and stare?”

  Alex took off his clothes and slowly sank into the water with her. He gently washed her. His hands rubbed gently over her skin. Candice lay back in the tub and began to open and close her thighs. The water rushed over her. The bathroom became hot and steamy as Alex continued to wash her. He leaned over and kissed her mouth. Candice kept her mouth open and then sighed. She could feel his growing hardness.

  “I want to give you a massage,” Alex said. “You deserve it.” He got out of the bath and the water sloshed around. He dried off Candice with one of the large hotel towels and then led her to the bedroom.

  Candice lay down on the bed and then looked back to see Alex. He’d put on boxers and she admired his muscular thighs. The shorts were small, so she could see the bulge of his cock. Candice could see the outline of his strong cock and full balls. She could feel herself get wet just looking at him.

  Soon she felt a drizzle of oil on her back. Alex then began to work her shoulders. He squeezed and pushed his thumbs firmly onto her body. Candice’s body warmed up as Alex continued to work her shoulders then moved to her upper arms. He took each arm in turn and concentrated on massaging it. Every once in a while, he would pause briefly and put more oil on
to his hands and then continue on with the massage. Alex’s hands began to creep under her arms. Candice tensed for a moment and then felt his fingers lightly graze her nipples.

  Candice was enjoying the feel of his touch. His hands worked the soft flesh of her breasts. She groaned after a moment and then Alex moved away from her shoulders to work on her ass. He slowly kneaded it with his hands. Candice could feel herself growing wetter and hotter.

  The need for sex started to fill her mind as Alex’s strong hands continued to massage her legs. Candice was disappointed every time that his hands went up her thighs but didn’t touch her pussy. Candice yearned for his touch. She pushed her ass back so that he would touch her hot pussy.

  “Not yet,” Alex said. He slapped her ass back down and Candice groaned a little.

  Alex gripped one of her thighs and began to firmly massage it. He was soon working upwards towards her pussy. The edge of his fingers scraped against her cunt and Candice groaned. She desperately wanted him inside of her.

  “Please,” Candice said.

  Soon a single probing finger began to explore her wetness. Candice sighed as Alex started to finger-fuck her. He began gently but then picked up in speed and intensity. With each stroke, Candice was getting wetter and wetter.

  “That feels good,” Candice said. She sighed a bit as his fingertips touched her cervix. It was intense and hot. Candice wanted more though, so she did the only thing she thought she could do. She begged for it.

  “Please, fuck me,” she said. “Please, please, please.”

  Alex took his fingers out of her wet cunt. Candice moaned in disappointment, which was soon replaced by the feeling of his cock between her ass cheeks. The oil made his cock slippery and it glided easily between her two large cheeks. She could feel a little bit of his precum drizzle out onto her buttocks each time he thrust his dick forward. Candice leaned back to take hold of his dick and put it into her pussy.

  “Not yet,” Alex said again. He smacked her ass. His hand felt hot and her ass turned red from the slap. Candice liked the hot burn of his hand on her ass. She squirmed from side to side.

  Alex grabbed her hips and flipped her over. His cock hovered above her and Candice opened her mouth. She wanted to suck it. This he allowed. He slowly eased his cock to her mouth and she opened up wide. She could feel his balls slap against her chin as he slowly fucked her face. She used her hands to gently massage his balls. She could feel them tighten as if he was going to cum. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and pointed it towards her pussy.

  Candice sighed as she felt him enter her. His cock was hard and hot. She could feel it pulsate inside of her as he began to slowly thrust into her. She leaned upwards and kissed him. Alex took her hands and held them above her head, pinning her to the bed.

  “Yes, yes, fuck me,” Candice said.

  “You like that? You like my hard dick in you?”

  “I love it. Fuck me,” Candice moaned.

  Candice pushed her hips upward as Alex thrust downwards and soon the two were in a smooth rhythm. Their synchronized movements made Candice even wetter. She could feel Alex’s body begin to tense.

  “I want you to cum in me,” Candice said.

  Alex nodded and then leaned down to kiss Candice. He grunted as he pushed his dick further and further into her. She could feel the tip of his cock kissing her cervix. Her pussy began to grip his penis and an orgasm ran through her. A wave of pleasure ran through her entire body and she shook violently. Her pussy began to milk Alex’s cock and soon he was unloading into her.

  “Fuck, I’m cumming,” Alex said. His cock shot out a huge load into her. His entire body shook and he moaned as he filled her with his cum.

  He lay on top of her for a moment. Alex kissed her lips and then took his penis out of her. Candice could feel the warmth of his cum still in her. She put her fingers in her pussy and felt the hot juice. She pulled her fingers out and licked them, savoring the taste of their combined juices.

  She smiled and let herself enjoy the moment. She got up after a few moments and showered. Then she went back into the bedroom. Alex took a shower as well and lay down next to her. He still smelled of a forest. It made Candice smile.

  “So was that everything that you wanted?” Alex said.

  “It was. I wasn’t expecting you to fit so nicely into my life,” Candice replied.

  “Good. I like you, Candice. I want you around more.”

  “I think that just might happen.” She turned and kissed Alex. He put his arm around her and Candice soon fell into a dreamless sleep.

  Yes, Daddy!

  By: Natasha Spencer

  Yes, Daddy!

  © November 2017 – All rights reserved

  By Natasha Spencer,

  Published by Passionate Publishing Inc.

  This is a work of fiction. All names and characters in this novel are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or events is entirely coincidental.

  This book is for your personal enjoyment only. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written permission from the publisher.

  Warning

  This book is intended for adult readers, 18+ years old. Please close this e-book if you are not comfortable reading

  Chapter One

  Eric Jamison stood with his back to the other board members. He heard their arguments and understood it was a huge risk, but it was worth it. He listened without judgment and carried himself with distinction. There wasn’t much that he had to say. He was the boss. They could make their opinions known, but, ultimately, it was his decision.

  “I can’t stress this enough, Mr. Jamison. We do this and there’s no coming back,” Barbara Coleman said. “The public will vilify you and make you the scapegoat. They won’t understand the bigger picture and I vehemently oppose anything that is going to give our public image a black eye.” She was the company’s last line of defense when it came to keeping the press from attacking like vultures.

  “I appreciate the feedback, but I really didn’t come in here to have you change my mind,” Eric said. “The fiscal year has been dismal and we need to make some changes. It’s not going to be an easy transition, but it’s necessary to continue forward. This merger makes sense on paper.” He didn’t bother to turn to face the accusing eyes of those he had handpicked to become the inner circle.

  “I would like to make one suggestion,” Barbara said. “Keep this information to the close knit group sitting around this table. If something were to get out, then you’ll know it’s time to clean house. I hate to say this, but if this is going to work then we can’t have the possibility of loose lips sinking ships.” Barbara was frazzled and looked around to find no one coming to her aid. She wasn’t expecting them to rally around her, but a few comments of encouragement would have gone a long way.

  The rectangular oak table was surrounded by ten black high-backed chairs. Those in attendance were quite nervous. They already knew Eric was reckless, but more often than not the risk always paid off a bigger reward.

  The windows overlooked the city of Los Angeles. The smog was commonplace and shrouded the city as if to prevent anyone from seeing their dirty little secrets.

  “I know this isn’t a favorable decision and I understand your trepidation,” Eric said, standing straight. “This is a business decision and I can imagine the backlash from the rest of the company when they find out. There might be a few die hard liberals and Catholics which won’t be able to stay in my employment.” His 6’2, 195-pound body overlooked those he considered to be the little people.

  “I don’t know why all of you are cowards to speak up. I was hired specifically to make sure that we weren’t going to be crossing any lines. I’ve done my best over the years that I’ve been here to keep this company from imploding.” Barbara’s hair had a tinge of gray and no amount of hair color had been able to keep them from returning. She’d never felt so stressed in her life, even with the last 10 years being so c
hallenging.

  The company had caused her several sleepless nights and being irritable had become more prevalent by the day. She loved her job and putting out fires was a dangerous game not many could play.

  “I can assure you my people know when to come to me with their concerns. My door is always open, but don’t expect a change of heart,” Eric said. “This is going to happen and the money from this merger will become something that we can laugh over during expensive lobster dinners.” He knew they didn’t see his vision and he couldn’t have cared less.

  The one thing he had learned from his father before his passing was that there was no point in playing it safe. Life was made to feel the adrenaline running through the veins. His father was not a saint and several dirty dealings were made under the cover of darkness.

  Eric felt like he had taken a little bit of his father, but he was doing it his way.

  “Sex will always sell and the Internet has proven that time and time again. We get into bed with these people and where does it end? It’s a very slippery slope and ripe with far-reaching consequences.” She got up in her tasteful black pantsuit with pinstripes and ran her hands through her salt and pepper locks.

  “As always, I appreciate your counsel and you were chosen precisely for this reason. I do agree with your assessment that this needs to be handled with kid gloves. Anyone caught giving out secrets will be summarily dismissed from their employment without recourse. I will make sure those responsible will never find employment in this city again.” It was a bold claim to make, but Eric knew he had the resources to blackball anybody. It was a matter of cultivating those resources by indulging in one of his favorite pastimes.

  Cigars were a guilty pleasure, but it was also a means to an end. He could sit with the movers and shakers with a cigar in hand and a snifter of cognac in the other. There were many deals made with a handshake.

  There were grumbles of dissension amongst the ranks, but nobody was in any mood to challenge his authority at this meeting. He had taken a company failing miserably and made it a multimillion dollar enterprise. Taking risks had paid off in big dividends, including raises and bonuses for jobs well done.