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  My Dad’s College Friends

  A Forbidden Romance

  Cassandra Dee

  Copyright © 2020 by Cassandra Dee

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  To all the girls who’ve been with two men, or dreamed of doing so.

  This one’s for you!

  Also By Cassandra Dee and Friends

  The Forbidden Fun Series

  My Sister’s Husband

  My Mom’s Husband

  My Best Friend’s Dad

  My Son’s Girlfriend

  My Mom’s Fiancé

  My Neighbor’s Husband

  My Best Friend’s Husband

  My Brother’s Teammates

  My Fiancé’s Twin Brothers

  The Neighbor Next Door

  My Dad’s College Friends

  The Falling Series

  Falling for My Dad’s Best Friend

  Falling for My Boyfriend’s Dad

  Falling for My Son’s Best Friend

  Falling for My Beautiful Ward

  Falling for My Enemy

  The Double Series

  Double Dare

  Double Exposure

  Double Love

  Double Desire

  Double Trouble

  Double Candy Canes

  The Dirty Series

  The Dirty Hotel King

  My Friend’s Dirty Uncle

  My Dirty Professor

  The Dirty Headmaster

  Sold to Him

  His Filthy Game

  The Dirty Set-Up

  The Billionaires Club

  Sold at the Auction

  Serving Him

  Buy Me

  Virgin for Sale

  Anonymous Encounters

  The #BABYCRAZY Series

  #BABYMACHINE

  #BABYMAKER

  #BABYFEVER

  #BABYCRAZY

  In Love with Menage

  All the Best Men

  Their Secret

  It’s a Deal

  Just One Night

  Just One Night, Vol 1

  Just One Night, Vol 2

  Just One Night, Vol 3

  Just One Night, Vol 4

  The Manning Brothers

  Just One More

  Just One Inch

  Just Two Much

  Just The Tip

  The Dial-A-Date Series

  The President My Lover

  Client No. 6

  Bad Cop

  Reverse Harem

  Seven Brothers of Sin

  Six Ways to Sin

  Three Rockstars of Sin

  Shared

  Shared, Vol. 1

  Shared, Vol. 2

  Shared, Vol. 3

  Shared, Vol. 4

  The Claiming Her Series

  Claiming Her In The Ring

  Claiming Her In The Pool

  Claiming Her At The Bar

  Claiming Her As A Daddy

  Claiming Her In the Forest

  The Boss Series

  My Boyfriend’s Boss

  Pregnant by My Boss

  Pregnant by the CEO

  The His Series

  His Captive

  His Woman

  His Love

  His Christmas Gift

  Daddy Academy

  Daddy Academy

  Standalones

  Don’t Fall For Me

  Tie Me Up Daddy

  Paying My Boyfriend’s Debt

  Beg Me

  Prison Fling

  Cocky AF

  Iron Soldier

  Buck Me Cowboy

  Small Town Secrets

  The President and the Starlet

  His Baby

  Buying a Bride

  The Billionaire’s Kitten

  Closer

  Loving the Babysitter

  Daddy’s Rich Enemy

  Daddy’s Pretty Baby

  Contents

  About This Book

  1. Amelia

  2. Amelia

  3. Amelia

  4. Ryan

  5. Reese

  6. Amelia

  7. Amelia

  8. Amelia

  9. Reese

  10. Amelia

  Epilogue

  Sneak Peek: My Fiance’s Twin Brothers

  Sneak Peek: The Neighbor Next Door

  About the Author

  About This Book

  After my boyfriend cheats on me with his stepsister, I decide I’m going to do something even more extreme. I’m going to hook up with TWO of my dad’s old college friends, and damn the consequences.

  * * *

  Amelia is a smart girl. When her boyfriend Roger steps out on her with his future stepsister, she doesn’t get mad. She gets even. Amelia seizes control, and decides to take up with Reece and Ryan, two handsome alpha males who also happen to be her dad’s friends from college.

  * * *

  Reece and Ryan have watched Amelia grow up since she was a little girl. But Amelia’s not so little anymore. The tiny thing has transformed into a luscious woman, and Reece and Ryan are only too happy to claim the sassy girl’s curves … while also giving her a baby.

  * * *

  Hold your horses! There’s not one alpha male here, but two who adore plus-sized women and the generous assets Amelia has to share. Get ready for a shy girl who bursts into womanhood with a vengeance, seeking pleasure for herself. As always, bring a fire extinguisher because the HEAT’s on maximum. Warning: swords do cross a teeny bit in this story, but it only makes things even more delicious. You’ll love the tale, I promise! Xoxo, Cassandra

  1

  Amelia

  While taking out the ingredients to make Mama’s famous fudgy brownies, I smile. I imagine how my boyfriend Roger’s eyes will light up when he sees the unexpected treat. He loves Mama’s brownies as much as I do, and has asked me to make them for him dozens of times. Of course, it makes me happy to be able to share something precious with the person who’s captured my heart. I’d like to think Mama would want nothing else as well, but who knows? She ran out on me and Daddy ages ago, so it’s not like I can ask her.

  As I whip up the fudgy batter, I think of Roger’s “prom-posal” last week. It was the sweetest thing I had ever experienced. From the roses to the ring box containing our prom tickets, I was blown away by the fact that he made it so special for me. And to ask me in front of our classmates showed how much he really cares for me. Overjoyed with our upcoming night together, I’ve already purchased my dress for the event. It’s a pretty cream color with a sexy strap over one shoulder and rosettes at the waist. I just hope Roger loves it as much as I do.

  I know that he wants to take our relationship to the next level, especially now that we’re both adults. I’ve been dragging my feet because I didn’t think I was ready, but maybe prom night is the perfect time to go all the way with Roger. After a year of dating, I think he’s waited long enough. And although I still don’t understand why he’s with me, I finally believe that he really cares about me. After all, Roger could have any number of sexy and thin blondes, but he chose me, a curvy brunette with generous assets.

  Now, I can fee
l it’s the right time to shatter the glass ceiling. It’s not like I’m a virgin or anything, after all. But ever since that one stupid night with Casey Putnam, who sold me a sweet bag of lies, I’ve been hesitant to take that step with anyone else.

  Popping the brownies into the oven, I begin looking for the perfect container to box up the goodies once they come out of the oven. Finding the perfect container seems to take forever, given that we have about a million different Tupperware boxes, but no matching lids. I continue my search though, because Roger is worth it. I’m not going to bring over brownies smooshed in a ziplock bag. He’s my one and only, so he deserves the effort.

  Then again, even after a year, I’m still worried about coming off as desperate and needy. I mean who could blame me? Roger is perfect and popular with his wavy blonde hair and blue eyes. So basically, he’s a tall and handsome Ken doll, while I’m nothing like Barbie. I definitely don’t have the tall and beautiful gene in my genetic makeup. Now if there were a short and round gene, that one I have in spades. I’m that girl people always say, ‘You’d be so cute if you just lost a little weight’ or my favorite: ‘You have such a pretty face.’ WTF? Like I don’t know that means you think the rest of me is not so pretty. Either way, Roger Money chose me, a fact that I’m grateful for every day.

  Plus, this last year has been hard for Roger. His mom started dating someone seriously, and it was a shock to my boyfriend. He’s close to his mother, but I guess the reality of your parent getting serious isn’t something that you can ever really “prepare” for. But I’m proud of how he’s worked through his feelings to build a relationship with the new guy in his mom’s life. At first, Roger had been hesitant about even spending time with Mitch, but he eventually chose to do it for his mom. Now, Mitch and Marilyn are engaged, and Roger has even become close with Mitch’s daughter, Carmen. I’m so impressed by my boyfriend’s ability to put his mother’s happiness first, and it’s just one of the many reasons why I love him.

  Taking the brownies out of the oven, I inhale the sweet, fudgy smell filling the kitchen. As much as I would love to take a quick bite, I decide to wait because Roger is going to love these. Being a popular football player isn’t all fun and games. There are a lot of annoying people to deal with, from assistant coaches to the booster squad. But these brownies are a simple way to show him how much I love him. Seeing that it’s Tuesday, he should be getting off practice any minute now, so the brownies will be a perfect way to lift his spirits after what I’m sure was a grueling work-out. Coach sure knows how to run those boys ragged.

  Imagining Roger’s face when I surprise him with the brownies, I begin arranging tissue and parchment paper in the Tupperware container. The tissue isn’t strictly necessary, but Roger likes it because he says it soaks up any excess grease. Besides, it adds a nice decorative touch.

  Finally satisfied with how the brownies are presented, I head into the living room to grab my keys. Although it’s not too cold outside, I would rather not walk over to Roger’s house. Not that I’m scared of something happening to me; Wakesha is one of the safest suburbs in the city. It’s so safe, in fact, that no one even locks their doors anymore. No, the reason I decide to drive is that I don’t want to arrive at Roger’s house a sweaty mess. That’s not a good look for anyone, and when you have a few extra pounds like me, the perspiration can really become excessive.

  Hopping into my car, I set off to surprise Roger with his goodies. Pulling up to the Moneys’ mansion, I’m once again in awe of how beautiful his house is. As one of the top lawyers in the city, Mrs. Money’s house reflects the success she’s worked so hard to achieve. She’s such an inspiration, and the way she’s accepted me as Roger’s girlfriend makes me feel like a welcome addition to the family. She’s always been very kind, even though I don’t look like the type of glossy girl Roger usually squires around.

  Juggling the brownies in one hand, I use the other to knock on the door. Hearing no answer, I knock again. I guess I beat Roger home. I’ll just leave the brownies on the counter along with a note so that he knows I brought them over. Letting myself in, I put the brownies on the counter while I began searching for pen and paper. Finally finding them, I start jotting a quick note when I hear what can only be described as a muffled grunting.

  What is that? I listen intently for a moment, but there’s no sound. I turn back to the note, pondering what to say. But then, it comes again. This time, I cower behind the kitchen island. Is there a burglar in the house? I don’t know what I should do in this situation. Should I call the police now, or wait until I’m a safe distance away? But what if they want a description of the person? It wouldn’t hurt to try to get closer to see if I can see the person to at least provide some sort of description. I don’t have to be stupid about it after all. I can stay in the shadows so the person can’t see me.

  Grabbing my phone, I pre-dial 9-1-1 in case I need to quickly call for help. Walking as quietly as possible, I creep towards the stairs to get a closer look at whoever is trying to break into Roger’s house. As I start to go up the stairs, I realize that the muffled grunt is in fact a low, drawn out moan. That’s definitely not a burglar. Locking my phone so that I don’t accidentally call the police, I quietly climb the stairs. It’s bad, but my curiosity’s been aroused, and I’m going to see who it is.

  2

  Amelia

  The further I walk up the stairs, the louder the sounds become. Reaching the top, I can now clearly tell that what I’m hearing are loud sex sounds. At first, I’m mortified. Maybe Mrs. Money got home early, and she’s spending time with her new fiancé. I should leave immediately.

  Yet, I know it’s not Mrs. Money. Roger’s mom works late hours as an attorney, and it’s too early for her to be home. Instead, I know what it is: it’s my boyfriend watching porn. Nothing wrong with that. A lot of teenage boys watch porn, and in fact, I’d be more surprised if Roger didn’t watch porn.

  With a grin on my face, I quietly creep towards Roger’s room intending to catch him red-handed. You’d think he would be a little more discreet, given the loud moans and wails which are ringing down the hall, but I’m not surprised. His mom’s not going to be home until late, so why not take advantage of the privacy?

  With a mischievous grin on my face, I continue to creep towards his room. Clearly, waiting for the “right time” is getting to be difficult for Roger; maybe we can do a little fooling around to take the edge off until prom. With an excited look in my eyes, I gently push open Roger’s door, hoping I can surprise him during a particularly steamy scene.

  But instead of the TV monitor I expected to see, instead, a horrendous sight greets my eyes. It’s Roger, but he’s with his mom’s fiancé’s daughter, Carmen. What the fuck? This can’t be real. They’re practically related! How can he be banging her?

  Yet, it’s true. Frozen in shock, I can’t seem to look away as I see them writhe around on the bed together. Roger’s got Carmen on her hands and knees, and with horrified eyes, I watch as Roger pulls Carmen’s hair back as he smacks her ass. Moaning in delight, she pushes back further as if trying to take in as much of Roger as she possibly can. Pulling her hair even tighter, Roger leans down to bite Carmen’s shoulder causing her to scream in pleasure. They don’t even notice me because they’re going at it so hard.

  No. This can’t be happening. Roger wouldn’t do this to me because we were just exchanging words of love earlier today at school. He wouldn’t do something like this behind my back. He’s not that kind of person; this is not the sweet guy who’s been my boyfriend all year.

  Yet despite my reassurances to myself, it’s hard to argue with what is right in front of my face. At that moment, Carmen lets out a particularly long squeal, and Roger reaches a hand between her thighs to pinch her clit, making her shriek even louder.

  Still standing there, I can’t seem to make sense of what I am seeing. Not only is my boyfriend cheating on me, but he’s doing it with the girl who will soon be his stepsister. What the FUCK?!?!?
! Helplessly, I watch as Roger continues to drill Carmen into oblivion. I stare open-mouthed as he leans over to start playing with Carmen’s clit again, sending her crashing into an orgasm. She moans and screams loudly, her entire body shaking with ecstasy as Roger pummels her with increased fervor.

  Finally, Carmen collapses on the bed, with Roger still buried deep between her thighs. He grins again, and leans back to suck Carmen’s juices off of his fingers, catching his breath. It’s at this moment that Roger finally notices me standing in the doorway. With a cocky grin on his face, Roger finishes licking Carmen’s juices off his fingers before flipping me off. I can’t believe it. Is he really giving me the middle finger? Right now?

  Sure enough, he is. Then he does something even worse. Without taking his eyes off of me, he leans back over to push his fingers back between Carmen’s legs. Still grinning maliciously at me, he brings her to another orgasm with his caresses before grabbing her hair and drilling her even harder. It’s as if my presence makes him want to put on a show.

  I don’t know how long I stand there with my eyes wide and mouth open. Watching the two of them go at it like frantic rabbits makes me feel...I don’t know how I feel. Shocked? Disgusted? Heartbroken? It all seems to run together.