You guys really enjoyed the first story so I thought I’d write another with my dad’s friend . If you didn’t read my initial story then this won’t make much sense so go do that :)

This story takes place about 6 months after Greg and I first hooked up. So I was still working as an intern with him. And while we were definitely productive at work, we were still extremely productive in the sheets. Greg practically took any opportunity to fuck me. On lunch breaks, telling my dad we would need “after work briefing” so I would stay longer. And through all this my dad trusted Greg because he knew our family values. But Greg kept promise to his word. He was giving me every single drop of cum his body produced whether it was on me or in me. And I loved it. I was getting paid, experience and getting fucked all at the same time.

One day Greg and I were working remotely at his house and of course, there was always some fun going on . But this story sticks out because while I was in my underwear my dad had called my cell. Now when an Arab Muslim girls dad calls , you pretty much have to answer or the worst is assumed. So I alerted Greg (he was hip to the drill by now) and answered the phone . My dad , non suspecting anything. Was just calling to check in and see how work was going, if I wanted him to drop off lunch at work , etc. of course, I wasn’t in the office so I told him that would not be necessary. Little did he know I wasn’t even fully clothed with one of his long time friends.

At the end of our convo he then asked “can I speak to Greg”? I was taken back a bit, but said of course because it would be suspicious otherwise.i handed the phone to Greg and said it was for him. He and my dad were on the phone for roughly 1 minute before Greg began looking at my body . And I could tell what he was thinking. I immediately bent over teasing him while he was on the call . Now what happened next was unexpected.

He stood up and walked over to me with the phone in his hand. He placed it on speaker right beside me and pushed me back down over the couch. He then pulled my underwear aside and inserted two fingers into my pussy mid conversation. I covered my mouth and began to squeal . He didn’t go lightly either, In fact he was definitely getting testy. Greg began fingering me extremely aggressively making noises that I thought for sure would be heard over the phone. I’m stuffing my face into a pillow trying my absolute hardest not to scream, but moans were definitely getting through. I began pleading for Greg to be careful while I was enjoying this but he continued. He then began increasing the amount of fingers. First 2, then 3 . Then 4.

I’m going to be honest, at this point I didn’t even know what they were talking about. I could feel my legs getting weaker with every single thrust. As my pussy was being absolutely pounded by this man’s fingers. After my dad said to put me back on the phone Greg put the phone right next to my face as he kept his fingers deep inside me. My dad while on speaker, and me with 4 fingers in me told me to be good and that he loved me. I tried my best not to moan while responding but definitely did a little. I said I love you too and hung up the phone. Only then Greg released his fingers from inside of me.

I stood up, legs still wobbly, hair fucked up and feeling extremely horny. Greg told me my dad wanted to thank him for taking me in his internship and invited him over for dinner.

I didn’t give a shit though, I was insanely horny, I told Greg he better fuck me now . In that moment. After what he did on the phone. And he did, he mercilessly fucked my brains out and pounded me till he filled me up with his cum.

Later that week he came over and had dinner with my family, as usual. Everything seemed normal. But while we were sitting there eating at the table all I could think about was this man’s fingers inside me while on that phone call.