"Ami, this is the old man." In her last year at Uni she dated this guy, Andy, for a couple of weeks before he introduced her to his father. "Pops.” He had his back to her when they stepped into his study. Mr Jones turned from the Solitaire game on his PC. He was a middle-aged, short gray hair guy. He had nice brown eyes and tanned skin. He wore glasses and had a bit of grey stubble on his chin and cheeks. His outfit consisted of a white Fred Perry t-shirt, a pair of green cargo shorts and flip flops.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr Jones" Ami held out her left hand. He had the best English accent even though he rarely talked. He also rarely smiled; so Andy said before she met him today! But he put on a smile for her, maybe it was just to annoy his son. He took her tiny hand, his large palm and fingers swallowing hers up. "Call me, Robby" he met her eyes and winked. She felt her cheeks getting warm. It took a lot for her tanned skin to go red. But she was as red as a Matadors muleta! Fuck she thought, this guy is sooo hot!

Andy took her hand and led up upstairs to study. Hours passed with their heads in books! It was 10pm so Ami booked an Uber and 10 minutes later her phone buzzed, alerting her that her ride was a few minutes away. On her way down the dark stairs she realised she needed the toilet. The hall was dark, but she could see a light coming from what she guessed was the toilet! The toilet had two doors. The one that she came through from the hallway, and another door leading to somewhere?

She heard Mr Jone's voice before she pushed at the door. "Mmmm fuck yeah!" Curiosity got the better of her and she pressed her ear to the door. "So fucking good." His voice was low, breathing heavy as he growled like a primal being. His words made her knees weak and her palms sweaty. Ami’s weight slowly pushed the door open, and she realised that the bathroom was connected to his study! Mr Jones slowly came into her view. He was reclining in the same chair she’d met him in. He was facing away from her and she couldn’t see his face, but she could see his hand moving between his legs!

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Hello! So I’m the Father of your boyfriend! You’ve been seeing my son for a few weeks now, and he’s decided that he’s going to bring you around to meet me for the first time, prior to a study session upstairs. Naturally I think you’re hot, but I play it cool and do nothing about it! I mean really, I wouldn’t hit on on my son’s girlfriend, for fear of Shame and rejection! The question is, once you’re at my place and the studying is finished, what are you going to do next. My son has fallen asleep; are you going to come downstairs.

Playing my son’s girlfriend gives you the chance to be literally anyone you like. You don’t have to look like my description, you can look just as you are, blonde, brunette, redhead or jet black, it’s up to you; the same with your body type. Whoever you are and whatever you wear, in my mind you’re hot! But do you know it. Can you tell that already I can’t keep my eyes off of you. Do you notice me peeping over the top of my newspaper for a good look at you. Do you have a thing for older guys and feel instantly attracted to me. Is my son fulfilling your needs in the bedroom.

kinks; younger women, age difference, size difference, outfit control, heels, stockings, thigh highs, crotchless panties, swearing, dirty talk, name calling, East Asian women, frenulum play, cum play, toy play, remote vibrators, edging, orgasm denial, manipulation, gas lighting, public sex, public touching, spanking and dominance (depending on my mood).

Dislikes: beatings, piss, shit, gore, scat, feet, switchers, Ghosts

Please don’t respond with just ‘hi’ ‘how are you today’ ‘what are you doing’ or ‘what’s your name.’ I’ve put a lot of effort into this and I put a lot of effort into my writing during RP. So at least act like you’ve read this. Use the words (FRENULUM) in your first message. Surprisingly I do get a lot of requests, so please bear with me; I like to respond.