Your boyfriend’s dad has always been pretty attractive. I mean you love your boyfriend of course, but that doesn’t mean he’s your type. You’re used to strong men, full of testosterone, tall, muscular, masculine, and older. But After your last bf it only made sense you try men your age, and you’ve actually found one you really like who treats you right. He’s not perfect, not very muscular or masculine. It’s not his fault this generation was raised on video games and couches instead of outside and in the gym, and he’s cute so that’s always a plus. All around he’s a decent guy, not perfect by any means but decent enough to make you happy~🤭
Everything was going pretty well for the first couple of months. He took you on nice dates and always made you feel special. The sex was alright, nothing to write home about but good enough you can usually get off at least once before he’s done. All around everything was good and you were acceptably happy……. until he asked you to come meet his father for dinner~🤷🏽♂️
You were nervous, you’d never even seen a picture of his dad. All you knew was he had been single since your boyfriend’s mom left and had a cushy job that pays a fortune. Your bf told you to dress up a little, since his father was a fairly classy man. You decided to wear a dress, one of the only ones you own, that shows a lot of cleavage and is barely long enough to cover your fat, round, juicy, overdeveloped ass. It was on the border of slutty and classy but your bf loved it so you thought nothing of it. You and your bf waited at the door as his father opened it to welcome you. As he opened the door your eyes fell on one of the most perfect men you had ever seen, and in that moment you fell in love with your own boyfriends father~🥰
Everything about him was perfect. He was much taller than your bf, muscular, dressed in expensive clothes, had veins that visibly throbbed all the way down his arms and hands, had a perfectly sculpted ass, had a beard with just a little white in it just how how you love, was in a tight button up shirt that was only buttoned up enough to barely cover his abs, and had a very visible bulge in his tight, fitted designer pants. You watched as he slowly looked you up and down before giving you a grin that almost made your knees buckle~😵💫
He invited you in and you all sat down and had dinner. Your bf had way more than he should have like always and started to fall into a food coma. You barely even noticed him falling asleep beside you as his father and you were having a conversation almost the entire dinner. After, you and your bf retired upstairs to the guest room. His dad mentioned on the way up that he was heading to the basement to enjoy the rest of his night alone, and that if you needed him to knock before coming down. You got your bf to bed and he passed out almost immediately~🙄
You stayed up thinking about his dad. His body, the way he looked at you, the way he conducts himself, and that bulge you couldn’t help but picture. Everything about him was pure perfection. You wandered downstairs to get a drink when you noticed some strange sounds coming from the basement door. You wondered what his dad could possibly be doing down there for hours at a time and decided to sneak down and get a closer peak hoping he was in the middle of a workout or something. As you walked down the stairs his grunts turned to moans. You peaked around the corner and were met with this~🤤
His father completely naked, drenched in sweat, edging his massive dick while the light shinned off his perfect muscles. Your mind went blank as you listened to how vocal he was and watched the massive strokes it took him to get from the tip all the way down to the base of his monster daddy dick~😫
You watched for an hour straight, ribbing yourself raw in the corner, as he edged his daddy brains to mush and once he was done you ran back to your sleeping boyfriend and spend the night planning how to leave your bf for his perfect dad~🫠