Tempting Her Best Friend's Father

By Jenika Snow

What is a young woman to do when she starts to see her best friend’s father as something more?

As Mona’s feelings for Isaac start to escalate, she knows that a relationship with him could never work. As her best friend’s father, it is forbidden to be with him, yet she can’t seem to stay away.

With an abusive family, her best friend in a toxic relationship, and more problems arising every day, Mona knows her future is unsure.

Each day brings Isaac and Mona closer together, but she knows she can’t keep their relationship a secret forever from Karalina, her best friend and Isaac’s daughter.

Mona must decide to keep her relationship with Isaac and risk losing her friendship with Karalina forever, or come clean and possibly lose them both.

Be Warned: voyeurism

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Aug 19, 2012
• ISBN: 9781771300964

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Copyright© 2012 Jenika Snow

ISBN: 978-1-77130-096-4

Cover Artist: Jinger Heaston

Editor: Marie Medina

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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

DEDICATION

The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it.

—Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

TEMPTING HER BEST FRIEND’S FATHER

Wickedly Taboo

Jenika Snow

Copyright © 2012

Chapter One

Mona stared at her best friend through the mirror she sat in front of. Karalina lay on her bed, the newest edition of Teen splayed out on the mattress. Mona lifted her hair and grabbed a rubber band to hold the thick, dark locks in. She couldn’t help the thoughts that tumbled into her mind. They were thoughts she was embarrassed by, ones that had her face heating and turning red every time they flashed through her mind. They were like a porn movie, dirty, lascivious in nature. She couldn’t help it, though. She had a thing for her best friend’s dad.

Karalina and she had been best friends since elementary school. Never before had Mona seen Mr. White as anything but Karalina’s dad, but something had changed. Only two summers ago, Mona had spent the night over at Karalina’s house and had inadvertently seen Mr. and Mrs. White having sex. That had been when everything changed.

Mona hadn’t meant to watch, honestly, but when she had gotten up to get a glass of water and heard the deep groans and moans that came from down the hall, curiosity had gotten the better of her. That was when she had tiptoed to her best friend’s parents’ room, stopped by the halfway closed door, and seen a sight she would never forget.

There, sprawled out on a bed devoid of sheets or blankets, lay Mr. and Mrs. White. Mrs. White had been on her hands and knees and Mr. White had been behind her, his hips moving back and forth so fast they seemed like a blur. It had been a full moon that night. Mona remembered because the room had been filled with the silvery glow, almost making it seem like daylight. She had even been able to see the sweat that dripped down Mr. White’s surprisingly muscled chest. She shouldn’t have been surprised, not the way Karalina always talked about how her father would work out in their basement for hours at a time. But because Mona’s own father had a beer gut that seemed to go on forever she’d just assumed all fathers were like that, but it was painfully clear Mr. White was most certainly not like other fathers.

Who knew how long Mona had actually stood there and watched them having sex. When Mr. White had finally given one last deep groan, that was when Mona had felt her eyes widen. His wife had made a few mewling noises, but Mona had been more riveted to the sight of Mr. White. When he’d finally pulled away from Mrs. White, Mona had seen cum leaking from the tip of a penis that looked like a monster. Now, Mona had seen dicks before, not a whole lot, but enough in movies and books that she wasn’t a prude. None of those had been nearly as long or thick as Mr. White’s dick, though.

She had then snuck back to Karalina’s room, water forgotten, but not the scene she’d just witnessed. She hadn’t told Karalina, but if the roles had been reversed and Karalina had seen Mona’s parents having sex and revealed it to her, well, Mona would be mortified. Keeping the secret to herself was the best option, the safest one.

Blinking several times, she brought herself back to the present. That had been two summers ago. Mona was now nearing nineteen and had even just graduated high school. Maybe sleepovers were a little overrated at their age, but Karalina was her best friend, and besides, a lot had happened in the last two years.

It had only been a short time after Mona had seen Mr. and Mrs. White having sex that they had ended up getting a divorce. Mr. White had found out his wife was sleeping with the man she worked for. It had been a rocky year for Karalina and her father, but Mona had been there the whole time, determined to help her friend through what was probably one of the roughest times in her life. Things were looking up, though.

All of that was behind everyone now. Mr. White was even dating some woman far younger than him. He wasn’t old, thirty-something, but this woman, from what Karalina said, was only in her twenties.

You think things are serious with your dad and what’s her name? Mona still watched Karalina from the reflection in the mirror. Lifting her gaze from the magazine, Karalina looked at her with confusion.

You mean Holly?

Holly. The name even grated on Mona’s nerves. Maybe she was acting childish, but ever since she had seen Mr. White having sex all those years ago, she hadn’t been able to get him out of her mind. She compared him to every guy she dated, as ridiculous as that was.

Yeah. Trying to keep her tone neutral, Mona fixed her hair. The long, dark strands seemed unruly today. You think maybe she is after him for his money?

Karalina pulled herself up on the bed and crossed her legs. You think? Genuine curiosity laced Karalina’s question.

It was no secret that Karalina’s father was a renowned lawyer who brought in high profile clients. Isaac White was in the news on several different occasions for the cases he won, and how he had never lost a case.

Well, I’m not speculating on anything. Your dad’s good looking, so maybe she likes him for other things besides the hefty paycheck he brings in.

Karalina scrunched up her nose in disgust. Ewww. You think my dad’s hot? Karalina started laughing and then a look of horror crossed her face. Oh gross, Mona. You think my dad’s hot!

Swiveling in her seat, Mona felt her face heat, a telling sign that she was either embarrassed or was about to lie, which in this case would be both. "Listen here. I do not find your dad hot. I mean, he is so much older than me. He is my dad’s age. Gross, Karalina." She felt her face become hotter and hotter and wondered if her best friend could tell she was lying. By the look on Karalina’s face, that would be a yes.

You forget I’ve known you your whole life.

What’s that supposed to mean? Mona stood and placed her hands on her hips in mock hurt.

Karalina rolled her eyes. Seriously, Mona. I can tell when you’re lying.

Mona felt her face heat even more and walked over to the bed. She sat on it with a little more force than necessary, which caused Karalina to bounce a few times.

Okay, I’m not saying your dad isn’t good looking, but that isn’t the point.

No? Karalina raised an eyebrow at her before turning her attention back to the magazine. Then what is the point?

Mona had no response to that, and when she saw her friend smirk, she could have screamed in frustration. A knock on the bedroom door saved her from making an even bigger ass out of herself.

Yeah? Karalina didn’t look up when the door opened.

You girls want to go out to dinner with Holly and me? Isaac stuck his head through the opening of the door and smiled. Mona couldn’t help the way butterflies started in her belly at that one look.

Where are you going? Karalina finally looked up from the magazine.

Isaac shrugged. You girls can pick. Just make it some place that Holly will like. You know how picky she is.