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LIAM

I’ve known Tom for the better part of ten years. He helped my family out some years ago, and we’ve been friends ever since.

My mom used to work for him as his secretary and when she got sick with cancer, he was there. She was a single mother, and it was always a struggle for her. After she was gone, he took care of everything, even her funeral.

I expected Tom’s wife, Victoria, to be just as kind and caring as him. She’s not even close. She looks like a cross between Botox Barbie and a porn star and has been under the knife more times than she should have. I don’t think there’s anything on her body that hasn’t been lifted, tucked, sucked, or filled. Some men find her attractive.

Not me. I think she looks fake.

Their daughter Allison has grown into a beautiful young woman. She’s seventeen now and has a killer body. Believe me, I’ve noticed. Flawless tan skin, blonde hair down to her ass, nice flat stomach, long legs I would just love to have wrapped around me, and boobs made for squeezing. Just the thought of her makes me hard.

Yes, I’m fully aware that fantasizing about my friend’s daughter is wrong, but you’d be fantasizing too if you saw her.

I was sporting a semi throughout dinner between seeing her and her smell of vanilla and coconut. Then, when she said something about her “friend with benefits,” I instantly went to painfully hard. All I could picture was having her bent over the table and fucking her wildly.

Reminding myself that she’s my friend’s daughter and is too young didn’t help.

When I got home, I imagined her on her knees in front of me while I rubbed one out in the shower. So fucking wrong. But I couldn’t help myself.

“Sir,” my secretary’s voice pierces my ear. “Mr. Bowers is on the line for you.”

“Put him through, Emily.” I pick up the phone. “Hey, Tom. What’s going on?”

“Just making sure you’re all right with opening up the beach house for this weekend.”

The Bowers throw a Fourth of July party every year. “Yup. I’m leaving later today.”

“Great. Would you mind if Allison caught a ride with you? She wants to head up early, and I don’t want her driving by herself.” It’s only a two-hour drive, but he doesn’t like her to go too far alone.

“Sure.” It’s not the first time I’ve taken her with me.

“I’ll let her know. See you Friday afternoon.”

The fourth is on a Saturday this year. I was planning on closing the office early today and reopening next Wednesday, giving myself a nice little vacation. Picking up Ally won’t be going out of my way.

I go home, shower, change, and pack. Then, after making sure there’s enough gas in the tank, I head over to pick up Ally.

“Ready?” I ask when she answers the door.

She’s wearing a short little sundress and I’m instantly hard. I’m glad for the loose cargo shorts I put on. It hides it pretty well.

She grabs a bag and turns to close and lock the door. “You know Dad won’t be there until Friday, right? He has to wait for Mother to come home from her spa trip.”

“I know. I told him I’d get the house opened up.”

“Great.” She rolls her eyes. “I don’t see why I couldn’t have done it.”

When we get to the car, I take her bag from her and toss it in the trunk. “It’s not that bad, kiddo.”

“I’m not a kid anymore, Liam.” She crosses her arms over her chest, making her boobs pop out even more.

No. No, you’re most certainly not. “Sorry.”

Once we’re on the highway, I break the silence. “Any big plans for the rest of the summer?”

“Just the usual, hang out with some friends, go to a few parties. Ryan and I are going to a concert next weekend.”

“Just you and Ryan?” I can’t help feeling a little possessive.

She smirks. “Yup,” she says, popping the P. “He even booked us a hotel room for the night.”

“Tom’s letting you go?” I don’t even mention Victoria. She doesn’t give two shits about Ally.

“Dad’s the one who suggested it. The concert is a few hours away, and he doesn’t think driving back late is a good idea.”

I suddenly want to kill my friend. “And does your dad know about your relationship with Ryan?”

She laughs, and god, it makes my dick twitch. “Are you trying to ask if he knows Ryan is sticking his dick in me? He has no idea.”

I’m so fucking hard right now. “The two of you aren’t dating?”

“Just helping each other out. Besides, he has a girlfriend.”

“He sounds like a stellar guy, screwing around on his girlfriend.” I’d like to punch this kid.

“We were screwing around before he met her. We’re just having fun. Anyway, they’re not that serious.”

“I’m sure you’d have no problem finding someone who wants to be serious with you.”

“Probably.” She plays with her hair, letting each shiny tress glide through her fingers. “Doesn’t mean I can’t have some fun in the meantime.”

We chat a little longer and then Ally falls asleep with her head against the window. I keep glancing at her tanned thighs and the way her boobs strain against the fabric of her dress when she breathes. I have to remove one hand from the wheel and readjust myself more than once and have more than one daydream about pulling over on the side of the road and fucking her right there.

Finally, we pull into the driveway in front of the beach house, and we each grab our stuff and go to our rooms. After jerking off in the shower—twice—I manage to calm myself down. It’s all in vain.

I glance out the window that overlooks the pool in the backyard. Ally’s there in a small black string bikini. Fucking hell, this is going to be a long weekend.