The Perfect Fuck Buddy Ch. 08 - Sex Stories

The Perfect Fuck Buddy Ch. 08

... me."

Isabella stepped up to him as Ariel chatted with Ralph and Sylvia.

"Every time I see her she looks more and more like Carmen," she told him.

"I know," he murmured. "And she acts like her too."

She smiled.

"It's a blessing."

Sometimes...

She gave him a strong hug.

"Thank you for being such a good father to Ariel."

He winced very slightly.

"Alright you two," Ralph spoke up. "Get going before you get caught in the rain."

Alex slipped into the car. Ariel slung the canvas bag into the backseat before plopping into the passenger seat.

The quartet waved, watching them ease from the parking spot and slowly trundle out towards the road.

"What'd Grandma say to you?" Ariel asked. "I heard my name."

"She thanked me for being such a good father to you," he replied sardonically.

Ariel raised an eyebrow.

"Why do you say it like that?"

"Because she wouldn't say that if she knew we were fucking."

She scoffed.

"Just because you get balls-deep in me every day doesn't mean you're not a good father."

He shrugged.

"I'm not exactly saying that. I just found it funny in an ironic sort of way."

She looked through the rearview windows at the quartet.

"Now I kinda want to see the look on her face if she knew."

He laughed.

"You want to give her a heart attack?"

She grinned, shifting in her seat.

A few minutes later, they were on the highway, cruising along, his hand back on her knee.

"So, did you have a good ...

... time?" she asked.

"It was nice, yeah. Mostly just chatted with Ralph and his buddies. And with Sylvia a bit."

"Are you going to go out with whoever she wanted to set you up with?"

"Nope."

"Aw, why not? Maybe she's a nice person."

He glanced over at her.

"I don't need to go on dates. I have you."

"We're not dating though."

"I know. I just mean I don't feel like going out when I can stay in with you."

She smiled.

"Well, I had a nice time too."

"Yeah, I saw you spent most of the time with Vanessa and her friends."

"Did you meet Jordan?" she asked him curiously.

"Briefly. Chatted a bit with his dad Cliff though."

"He's nice. Cute too."

...alright then.

"He did seem nice," he said neutrally, focusing on the road.

"We had a good time. He gave me his number. Maybe I'll text him."

He glanced over again, scanning her face for any tell that might reveal her intentions.

"He's definitely into me. Was checking me out a bit but probably didn't think I'd notice."

Here we go.

"I know he's a little younger than me. Not that much though. And we did vibe. Might be different one-on-one, but who knows?"

"I know what you're doing," he spoke up.

"What do you mean, Daddy?" she asked innocently.

"Your mom used to do this all the time."

"Do what?"

"Try to make me jealous."

"What makes you think I'm trying to make you jealous? I'm just talking about the party."

He bit back a sigh.

"Alright, keep talking then."

She ...