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That just makes my shoulders slump again.

“It does,” I admit in a low tone. “It makes me want to jump Piper, and in fact, I kind of did last night. I mean, I didn’t put it into her or anything, but I slipped her panties off while she slept and then jerked off between her pussy lips.”

George grins, his eyes dancing.

“So how did it make you feel?”

Goddamn, this asshole knows my weak spots.

“It was fucking hot, man. I bust a nut so hard I was seeing stars, and I didn’t even put it in her.”

He chuckles, blue eyes still fixed on the brats prancing below us.

“Fuck yeah. Where was I during all this?”

I stare at him again.

“You were busy ass-fucking your stepdaughter, bro. You were too caught up in your own shit to pay attention.”

The other man merely shrugs, not at all offended.

“Yeah, Romy’s ass needed a tune-up,” he muses to himself, still staring at his beautiful girl. “But damn, it felt good and it’s so fucking tight back there too. The grip of her tiny asshole is incredible. I swear, if you get a chance with Piper—”

That’s when I stop him.

“No, that’s what I’m trying to say,” I say in a low, urgent voice. “I mean, what the fuck are we doing? We’re two men in our forties who’ve got the hots for young, nubile women in their teens. Not only that, but these two women are literally in our care. I mean, you were married to Romy’s mom, whereas Piper’s mom was my high school classmate.”

George nods, and finally turns to me.

“Yeah, I get what you’re saying. The optics are bad,” he concedes. “But Romy and I are discreet. I mean, we don’t parade what we’re doing in front of the world to see. I’m sure we will at some point, but not before she graduates high school.”

I merely shake my head.

“Yeah, but I’m not talking optics here. It goes way past that. What I mean is that our actions are fucking perverted, bro. I mean, Piper is a girl who came to live with me after her mother passed. The illness was quick, fortunately, but that doesn’t change the fact that Serena left her daughter in my care. In fact, I’ve been the only person Piper’s been able to depend on for the last couple years.”

“Really?” George asks, his black brows scrunching. “She doesn’t have any relatives to step in? Other family friends?”

I shake my head.

“She has a great-aunt out in Wisconsin or some shit like that, but the woman wasn’t interested. And there are no other friends who opened their home to the girl, so really, I’m the only person she has. So I repeat: what the fuck am I doing? What the fuck arewedoing?”

George merely shrugs.

“I know you’re twisted up about this shit, but there’s no reason to be,” he says in a light tone. “I mean, Romy’s nineteen and I assume Piper’s legal too, right?”

“Of course she is!” I sputter. “But that’s not the point! My point is that we’re father figures to these girls, and we’re using them like fuck dolls.”

George nods, his eyes still on the teen girls prancing before us.

“Yeah, maybe a little,” he acknowledges. “But it goes further than that. I don’t know about you, but I love Romy.”

I snort again with disbelief.

“Are you even listening to me? This isn’t about father-daughter love and adoration. This is about violating young women who look up to us for paternal guidance! I mean, that doesn’t seem completely fucked up to you?”

He shrugs.

“Maybe Romy looked up to me as a father when she was younger,” he concedes. “But it’s been a long time since that was true. Probably not since she was a kid,” he muses. “It’s interesting. Romy was distant for a good long while when she was a pre-teen, and I figured it was just a sulky adolescent thing. Then, after Camilla left us, I think she grew up really quick. Romy transformed into a woman almost overnight, and that’s when things started.”

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