I'm In Love With His Son

Sweetness

Fred's POV

I observed with a smile as Rhoda's ass bounced in her red underwear when she got up to get a glass of juice.

"Fred, are you sure you still have juice in this old house?" With a playful question, she asked.

"Yes. I took more than I should have." We both chuckled.

She arrived with two spotless glasses and slightly warm apple juice.

She handed me a cup and said, "here."

I said, giving her boobs a sultry glance, "Thank you".

I heard you talking to your dad over the phone. "So you said you are gonna become a model?"

"My dad has a contract for me, though. I'll be the Suso Arts Gallery model".

"Oh my God. Is that not the standard art museum that airs on television constantly?" Rhoda's excitement knew no bounds.

"Yes," I answered, pondering her excitement.

"Hold on! Don't tell me that Miss Susan will be with you". Rhoda asked.

"My family and Miss Susan had supper together recently". I tried to talk her out of getting too worked up about the whole affair because that was only the second time I had seen her in person.

"Amazing! And you didn't even think to ask me?" With sadness, Rhoda enquired.

"Our relationship was strained. Recall?"

"Oh" She looked away from me as if she had been caught stealing. "So tell me Fred, why are you not excited about the modelling thing?"

"Is there something to be thrilled about? Obviously, my dad needs this job since it will support his new clothing line. I smirked in response, "I really don't know what to do".

"To tell the truth, I would have been thrilled if I had been in your position. Since I was a child, Miss Susan has always served as a role model for me. "As I speak," she blushed.

There was silence, so I went back to examining Rhoda's body. Abruptly, she lifted her head and gave me a smile. Raising our mugs in a toast, we both started to laugh.

"You are so beautiful, my dear."

"Are you sure?" With a sensuous lip-licking gesture, she replied.

The phone rang on Rhoda's end and we both looked up to see who it was. John was the one making the call. To my surprise, Rhoda turned down the call.

I said, "Why did you do that?"

"Why did I do what?" She questioned again, her confidence wavering.

"I noticed that you turned down John's call. It's not like you. Even when I was with you, you were always eager to answer his call. What then went wrong?"

In an attempt to divert my attention from the conversation, she attempted adding extra juice to my cup. "I'm just wondering why he still calls, especially now that he knows you and I are back together."

"When I told John that we were getting back together, he wasn't pleased. He even left with an air of upset and anger. I believed him to have stated he wasn't into you. Then, why has he been acting strangely since our return? I don't just understand". I used some nasty language.

Rhoda sighed, unable to think of anything to say.

"You have nothing to say?" I asked in a harsher tone.

"Well, my dear, I'm at a loss for words. John is a buddy of yours. You must be more familiar with him than I am. Please let's skip this conversation". Rhoda inquired nicely.

I inhaled deeply and let it out. I chose to forego the chat as Rhoda requested because I truly wanted to find the source of this issue but didn't want to put too much pressure on her.

Rhoda glanced at me, possibly perplexed by my thoughts. She rolled her eyes and smiled wickedly as soon as I met her gaze.

"That brings to mind. Speaking of the same way you questioned me about John, I need to know what's going on with Mariam?" Rhoda enquired, appearing to be prepared to assign guilt on me.

I was so confused looking at her that my heart skipped a beat.

"I apologize. How do you mean?" I waited for a direct question before asking.

"I informed Mariam about our return. She was not at least excited. Rather, she started crying and told me how evil I was for leaving you and showing up out of nowhere to ruin her happiness. Her statement perplexed me, so I tried to get her to elaborate, but she just turned to walk away." This chat thrilled Rhoda so much, but I wasn't prepared to offer her any momentum.

"You ought to have enquired as to her meaning. I don't understand your query because it's common knowledge that John is the one who is in love with Mariam." I gave a thoughtful response.

"Mariam has a crush on you. You ought to be aware of that by now. Do you not?" She enquired.

"Not at all. I'm not sure," I said.

"It's really clear. She felt she could get you during our break, but she kept it hidden due of my bond with you".

"Well, I'm at a loss for words. Is it possible for us to bypass this conversation?" I inquired in a courteous manner.

"Indeed. But could you please tell me? There are rumors that following Mariam's birthday celebration, you two stayed up late together. Is that accurate?" Rhoda gave me a hopeful glance.

"No," I said once more.

With a smile, Rhoda turned to show off her stunning pant and bra ensemble. My heart was racing so much that I felt like I would pass out. "Oh poor Mariam." In a flash, she came to mind, and I felt sorry for her. Even as we lay down, I grabbed Rhoda, moved her face to me, and gave her a deep kiss. We shared a passionate kiss as she groaned and turned to face me. As I gripped her breasts and planted a kiss on her, I swiftly undid her bra. Her groaning sound drew me on, and before long, my d**k was hardened. I dropped my head to suck her n*****s, but she grabbed it and caressed it instead. I took hold of her breasts, applied pressure, and took a deep drag. She gave me a sobbing kiss on the head. I swiftly inserted my finger through the hem of her pants into her v****a. I slipped down into the lovely hole and was greeted by the moisture of her p***y.

I got to my feet and undid my shorts. I got down on her level and likewise pulled her pants. I gave her a firm suck as my lips were resting on her p***y. She continued to force my head against her legs while placing her hands on my head. She gave a piercing scream to indicate how much she was enjoying herself, and I felt her c*m.

As I inserted myself into Rhoda, she gasped for air and grinned. We both reached our peak as I rode her and she hugged me tight to her chest.

I awoke from a profound sleep. After the wonderful s*x, we had both fallen asleep. She slept like a sleeping beauty, and I watched her. I instantly checked the time by removing my phone from my jeans pocket. I saw that a text message I had received had already been read. It was written by Mariam.

"You are aware of my affection for you. You are aware of my affection for you. I believed you loved every aspect of us. I believed you treasured every moment of my birthday celebration. You left behind an authentic Mariam only because a deceitful Rhoda returned. I will always be here waiting for you to return to me, my darling, because I still love you. "I love you," was what was written in the text.

I wasn't bothered by the text's contents. My main concern was the reason the text appeared to be opened. "Who perused the written material? For what reason was it opened? Was my phone opened by Rhoda while I was sleeping?" While I watched my gorgeous Rhoda sleep, I posed these questions to myself.