Chapter Twenty - One
I went into the bedroom as Tiffany and Trevor got comfortable in the living room with Tristian. I walked into the penthouse when I heard Tristian run up to me, “Dad, you are home.” I picked him up with my free hand as I am holding two dozen roses in my other hand, “Hey buddy.” He tilted his head, “You taking mommy on a hot date.” I chuckled as I placed him down, “I am, now where is that mother of yours’s. I heard her chuckled as I looked up and almost dropped the roses out of my hand. She was drop dead gorgeous. The dress was green, it fit her in all the right places. Strapless showing me some cleavage but leaving it to the imagination. The dress was long, that ass, My god. I just want to go over there and forget about dinner and go straight to desert. Fuck me hard. I had
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