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“No, I don’t think so. Why?”

I shrug.

“Carl’s a good guy. He doesn’t deserve this. After all, what father wants to know that his little girl’s getting boned? Much less by his boss?”

Clara bites her lip.

“Yeah, I think that would really upset him,” she says in a low voice. My blue eyes grow sharp as I take in her curvy form.

“Why, did something happen? Did Carl say something to you?”

She shakes her head.

“Oh no, not that at all. It’s just … well, I think I’ve told you, but things have been a little weird ever since I moved into his house. It’s different.”

I nod, my pulse beginning to race.

“Different? How?”

Clara bites her lip again, that pink pout lush and inviting. I have half a mind to kiss her again, but first, I want to hear what she says. She looks at the ground for a moment, and then up at me with worried brown eyes.

“Well, as I’ve mentioned, there’s tension in the air sometimes. But good tension, and not bad. It’s actually a little electric,” she confides in a whisper. “It’ssexual.”

That has sitting up in my seat because although Clara has alluded to the attraction between her and Carl, she’s never spoken on it directly. But now, it seems she’s opening up.

“Sexual how?” I ask in a casual voice. “Is it uncomfortable?”

“No! I mean, yes,” Clara says in a whisper, her cheeks pink. “I mean, Carl’s really handsome and I know it’s terrible that I feel this way, but there’s just so muchlooking. He stares at me when he thinks I don’t notice, and it’s like he wants to devour my curves.”

I nod, even as my pulse accelerates. After all, Clara doesn’t realize it, but I’m a deviant motherfucker. I’ve definitely engaged in menage in the past, and it was a great experience. I love sharing women, and maybe this is a prime opportunity to engage in a debauched threesome. After all, Carl’s a good-looking guy, and hell, I don’t blame him for lusting after the pretty brat living under his roof. Still, I need more details.

“What do you mean by looking?” I ask in a casual voice, hoping that I don’t sound overeager. “What does Carl do exactly?”

Clara pauses while buttoning up her blouse.

“Well, last night I was in the hot tub,” she murmurs, flushing pink all over again. “And I think Carl was watching. I mean, I didn’t see him or anything, but I think he went upstairs to the second story, and was in his officespyingon me.”

I nod.

“That’s natural. Maybe he was doing some work and caught a glimpse of you while looking out the window.”

But Clara shakes her head slowly, her brown curls bobbling.

“No, it’s more than that,” she confesses.

I cock my head, blue eyes bright.

“Really? How so?”

She swallows hard before looking up at me.

“Well, Carl didn’t turn on the lights in his office,” she confesses. “He left the office dark so that it looked like it was empty, but I could tell he was there. I couldfeelit,” she stresses.

“And?”

Clara goes scarlet then.

“And I wanted to tease him,” she whispers, barely able to meet my eyes. “I took off my bikini and began to touch myself and he liked it. I know because after I came, I heard a muffled roar from upstairs, and I just know that it was Carl. I know my stepdad masturbated while I was in the Jacuzzi, and I think he feels bad about it too. He wouldn’t even meet my eyes this morning, and our drive to work was done in silence.”

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