The Bride Beds Her Father-in-Law

It should be the happiest day in Danni’s life. At 22, she has just married handsome banker Tyler Maynard. And she is ecstatic. But there’s something gnawing away at her happiness. And she knows what it is. A fear that handsome Tyler will turn out, in 25 years, to look like his dull, boring, bald dad. Yes, she is shallow and vain, but beauty is everything to Danni. So when she inadvertently finds herself alone with her new father-in-law, it triggers something deep within her – a lustful desire to discover what her love life will be like in the future… if you enjoy stories depicting younger woman with older men, you might like The Bride Beds Her Father-in-Law

WARNING
This story is for adults only. It features graphic descriptions of sexual acts between a younger woman and an older man. If you are easily offended, please do not purchase. The characters featured are over 18.

EXTRACT
It was Tyler’s dad.
He saw her and his eyes quickly made a trip around her body. It was inadvertent; a natural response from a male to a female – checking her out. But it made Danni uncomfortable.
“Danni, hello,” he said.
“Mr… Mr Maynard.”
He came in and shut the door. Suddenly Danni felt vulnerable. Her inner thighs tingled.
“Please, you must call me Eric,” he said.
“Eric,” Danni said, as if testing the word, seeing how it sounded.
“I was looking for Tyler.”
“Isn’t… Isn’t he downstairs in the ballroom?”
“No, Danni, he’s not. I thought, well, I thought you two might have, you know, sneaked off for a… ” He tailed off and blushed. He was flustered and played with his glasses. Mr Maynard – or Eric – was a good few inches shorter than Danni in her high heels. He was bald, although he tried to hide the inevitable by brushing what hair he had across his scalp. He had a timid air about him, stooping when he addressed people, and rubbing his hands.
Danni’s throat dried.
Is this what Tyler will look like in 25 years? she thought.
It scared her. She couldn’t possibly fancy him if he turned out like this. How could she wake up with him every morning? How could she go to bed with him? How could she – the thought horrified her – have sex with him?