Forced Series Box Set: Books 1-5 by Celia Aaron

Author:Celia Aaron [Celia Aaron]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Celia Aaron
Published: 2015-10-03T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Two

Gray Elliot

The Lorenz home was huge, much like my father’s. It was done in a gaudier palette, with more plaster work, and several more pieces of art. It reeked of money. Not an altogether unpleasant smell.

I smiled graciously at my new stepmother and shook my father’s hand. Phoebe Lorenz prattled on about how pleased she was that I was part of her family and for me to make myself at home. She was good looking for her age, medium height, pretty face, and big, fake tits. My father had done well on this fourth marriage.

After an inordinate amount of time spent on pleasantries, she showed me to my upstairs room. Large and with a luxurious en suite with sunken tub and shower. It would do nicely for the summer. I didn’t intend to spend all my time here. I was a graduate assistant with teaching duties here and there during the summer session.

I also had my usual Friday appointment at the Gentleman’s Club that I refused to miss. I worried that my girl – Sasha, she was called – was a student and would be away for the summer. It didn’t matter. I would find her. I smirked at the memory of the previous night and how hard she’d made me come.

“—is to your liking, then we’ll be off. My daughter, Sadie, will be home soon. She’s quiet, will probably spend most of her time reading or studying. She’s always been a bookworm. Really smart. On scholarship at the university. A freshman. Straight-A student. But I’ll warn you. She’s very shy. A perfect lady, just like her mother.” Phoebe was a talker.

I nodded. The university had fifteen thousand students. I taught upper level Greek and ancient civilizations. There was no way I’d ever seen or spoken to her uptight daughter. Still, I smiled down into Phoebe’s eyes.

A blush crept into her papery cheeks. “So handsome. Just like your father.”

“Phoebe?” My father called from downstairs.

“Well, we’re off. Enjoy your stay and I’ll see you next week.” She embraced me, pressing her hard tits into my chest more than necessary.

“Thanks, Phoebe.”

She released me and pranced down the shiny wood stairs. I gave my father a wave and he saluted back at me.

Once they were gone and the cavernous house was silent again, I arranged my toiletries neatly in my bathroom and hung my clothes. I appreciated the orderly nature of the house. No doubt a housekeeper bustled through the place at least once every few days if not more often. I set out my books and laptop and placed a large stack of papers to grade on the desk against the bay window.

After I was satisfied with my quarters, I set out to investigate the rest of the house. Phoebe’s master suite was typical uppity rich lady material – expensive perfumes and fountain of youth creams lined her bathroom vanity. Multiple canvasses of mid-level artists hung around the room, a small fortune in paint and frames.

There were other framed photos of what must have been her daughter.

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