The House Husband - Sex Stories

The House Husband

The House Husband: Part 1 "See you later," she said through a mouthful of croissant. "I'm not sure when I'll be back tonight, big pitch today." "No problem. We'll expect you when we see you then, won't we Mollie." She kissed her daughter on the cheek and patted her hair. "Remember she has a rehearsal for the play after school tonight." And she glided out the front door. Graham sighed. Of course he would remember, he was the one who always remembered things. Karen didn't - she was too busy having important business meetings and working all the hours God sends. Still, he knew it made sense for him to be the one staying at home. His online business was taking off too though, so hopefully it wouldn't be long before he was contributing as much to the finances as she was. He stood up, shaking the crumbs off his shirt, and picked up Mollie's backpack. "We ready to go then Missy?" "Yes Daddy, come on!" Mollie ran to the door, and Graham marvelled at how much she loved going to school. He'd hated it when he was her age, but then he'd been to an inner city state school while his daughter went to a private school with all the advantages that brought with it. They jumped in the car, and ten minutes later pulled into the driveway leading to the massive car park at St Augustus school. It was a mansion set in lovely wooded grounds, with playing fields as far as the eye could see. It was a boarding school as well as a day school, but they only lived a short drive away so there was no point ...

... in sending her away. He told himself so often that if Karen didn't work so much they'd never have been able to afford this, but at night, when he was alone, this was no real comfort. Mollie ran into the main doors, after giving him a very quick peck on the cheek, and he smiled. Lovely to see her happy. He turned the car around and began to head back out the driveway. There were many other cars heading out from parents of the day pupils, but only one parent on foot. It caught him off guard to see the tall brunette striding out the gates. People never walked k**s to this school - that would mean no opportunity to parade the new 4x4's around. He pulled up alongside her. "Can I give you a lift somewhere?" he enquired, trying to be as gentlemanly as he could. Her car must have broken down, so thought it was only fair to offer a ride. The woman stopped walking and looked down into the car window in surprise. She hesitated. He knew what must be going through her mind, so he reassured her. "My little girl is in year 2 here. I'm Graham Marsden." He extended his hand out the window. She shook it, replying "Sally Howell. My Fiona is in year 4. Thank you so much for the offer of a lift, but there's really no need, I only live round in the village. It's not a long walk." "It's no problem, please hop in. I'm literally passing straight through the village anyway." She smiled, and climbed in the passenger seat. Graham drove off through the iron gates and towards the village. "Thank you. We've ...