ONE NIGHT WITH YOUR DADDY

The mature man with a million good looks opened the door of the hotel he'd booked earlier.

"Are you the woman I booked?" asked Aslan.

Aslan was a 42-year-old widower who had divorced his wife. Aslan only worked as a manager at a well-known and largest bank in California. His monthly salary reaches thousands of dollars a month alone.

Aslan has been a widower for five years; this time, he longed for a woman's touch.

Using an online application, he booked a woman to accompany him tonight. Yes, Aslan needs to satisfy his cravings rather than go wild from lack of sex. Naturally, he's a normal, mature man. It wouldn't hurt to meet him anyway.

The woman staggered away before she could answer Aslan's question. Aslan led her into the room, and to his surprise, she was already drunk.

"Why are you already drunk, lady?" he asked.

Instead, the woman clung to Aslan. Aslan could see that the young woman's beauty was even more alluring.

The woman, whose name was unknown, immediately devoured Aslan's lips ferociously. Aslan, who had not felt this passion for a long time, did not say much and returned the kiss.

It was true that this young woman was drunk and felt on Aslan's lips.

Aslan's hands began fingering other parts of her body and started pushing her onto the hotbed. The woman was getting wilder, and she was enjoying this game. Their tongues clashed in pleasure and infiltrated the most beautiful part of the experience.

After a satisfying kiss, Aslan removed his lips from hers. She was already red in the face, apparently intoxicated. Aslan didn't care; he had ordered and paid for the woman.

Aslan removed their clothes and looked at the beautiful scene before him. The woman's body excited him, and he couldn't wait to taste her. The cobra was also perfectly poised and ready to attack the woman's defenses before him.

One thrust made her scream, and Aslan wondered why it was so tight. He tried to insert it again carefully and slowly. Even so, he managed to penetrate her.

"Blood?" muttered Aslan.

Aslan looked down at the woman lying beneath him. Was she still a virgin? If it were Aslan's luck, with a rogue app, he'd find a woman who still had her hymen.

Aslan stomped his body to the beat of his heart. Of course, he was still happy to be feeling this sensation. The woman under him also followed his every move and sometimes laughed like crazy. They enjoyed three rounds of this wild night. The original agreement was only for two rounds, but it seemed Aslan wasn't satisfied because the woman had already made his passion continue to rise.

The next day.

Sunlight shone through a gap in the white curtains right into her eyes. Laura opened her eyes slowly and rubbed her face roughly. Her head felt dizzy, and she had not yet realized that she was not wearing any clothes.

Her saliva seemed to have dried up because she was so thirsty that it hurt her throat to swallow.

Laura tried to remember what happened last night. Yes, her friends invited her to the club when she didn't want to, but they insisted and got her drunk.

Laura was a poor girl who had just chosen the wrong friends. Her friends were rich and, of course, had extreme social circles.

"What happened?" muttered Laura.

Laura rubbed her chest and realized she wasn't wearing any clothes. Of course, she panicked; who did all this? Her eyes searched for other people, but she seemed alone in the hotel room.

One day she saw some money on the table and a small note.

X: Your game is wild, lady.

Laura crumpled the paper, cursing herself for being so stupid as to get caught up in her friends' game. Tears welled up in her eyes; she was, of course, hysterical about giving up her virginity to someone she didn't know. So what about Darrel, who is now her boyfriend? Laura promised to keep her innocence to Darrel, but instead, it happened like this.

Crying didn't make things right; she betrayed her boyfriend, which was her friend's fault. All this time, Laura had just kept quiet when they mistreated her, and this time, she would not stay silent. Laura didn't want to be humiliated anymore because she was a child from a low-income family.

She wiped away her tears as she put on her clothes. A sudden pain came to her intimate parts as she moved. Was yesterday that wild that it caused her pain? Let alone remembering that she had forgotten the face of the man who played with her.

After everything was done, Laura noticed the money on the table. Laura needed money to eat, but it seemed she would be low if she took it. Laura left it at that and quickly went to her workplace.

As she walked, the pain spread and made her feet uncomfortable. She stepped out of the hotel in heavy footsteps and found it was close to the club she and her friends had visited the previous day.

Laura looked up at the blue sky. This summer was like hell for her because she had to experience this kind of misfortune, and the worst thing was that she couldn't remember which man had taken her innocence.

***

"What time does Daddy get home?" asked Darrel.

Darrel was the first of his sons to go with him, while his daughter went with her mother after the divorce.

"2 a.m.," Aslan replied, his eyes still sleepy.

Darrel took his father's sandwich and ate it with gusto. He was only 22 years old and in his final semester of college. Darrel was so similar to Aslan that they looked like brothers and sisters. It was no wonder Aslan had a grown son since he had married young.

"Daddy, I want a new car," said Darrel.

"To hell with a new car. Just yesterday, Daddy bought me a new sports bike. Go ask your mommy!"

Of course, Aslan was annoyed. His spoiled son was always whining about this and that. Darrel chuckled. He then played with his cell phone to send a message to his girlfriend, Laura.

Darrel was five years younger than Laura, but he preferred women older than him for some reason.

"Oh yeah, when is Daddy off? I want to introduce my girlfriend to Daddy."

"Daddy told you not to date yet! You're still asking your parents for money, and you're still dating."

"Daddy, c-mon! I'm already 22 years old. Don't think of me as a kid anymore!"

Aslan rolled his eyes in disgust, ignoring his son's words. Then, his cell phone vibrated; it was his daughter. Aslan picked up the call happily, while Darrel was annoyed with his father's favoritism.

"Never mind, I'm going to campus first. Oh yeah, Daddy, my girlfriend will be here tonight."

"Whatever!"

After his spoiled son left for college, Aslan continued to sleep. His eyes were heavy from only a few hours of sleep. Today was Saturday, and he had the day off from work. Aslan worked as a manager in a private bank. His persistence made him quickly get the position and even earned him the title of best employee for the past two years.

His bed has been cold for five years, and he has not had a woman to warm it. Aslan wants to find another woman to accompany his stiff life. His ex-wife was also happy after remarrying. Suddenly, Aslan remembered his hot game last night with a voluptuous young girl. Aslan forgot to look at her ID card so he could know her name, but he still remembered her face.

Flashback to last night.

Sweat poured down as Aslan's wild game came out, and his body continued to pound on the sweet girl. Aslan, who hadn't done that in a long time, felt this was the perfect moment to release all his energy. Even though he's 42 years old, Aslan's body is well-maintained. He works out regularly and takes vitamins. People looked at him like he was 30, and even when juxtaposed with Darrel, he looked like a younger brother.

"Ugh... Shit! Argh..." Aslan continued to babble incoherently and even more wildly.

The girl also sighed with pleasure, even though she was heavily intoxicated. Yes, this was Los Angeles or the United States. Things like this are commonplace for them, especially when talking about sex, but it depends on the person, too. Not everyone has free sex. Even girls have the same principle; instead, there are events like this.

"Argghh..." Aslan came out for the third time.

How crazy! They did several rounds in just 15 minutes. Aslan's hips already felt stiff, so he lay down next to the girl. Apparently, the girl felt the same way: tired. Aslan looked at her beautiful face. She had brownish-black hair and thick eyelashes.

"Girl, I guess you're not 30 yet?" Aslan asked.

The girl named Laura didn't answer.

"Oh no! I'm playing with a girl, but your game is so stiff. You're not used to it, are you? Try using other styles; I want to use many styles," Aslan continued.

Laura remained silent and even closed her eyes to sleep. Aslan wasn't satisfied; he wanted to do it again, especially since it was 11 p.m.

"Girl, don't sleep! I've paid you a lot, and you're drunk like this anyway. You little brat!" Aslan smiled as he stroked Laura's cheek fondly.

They continued the hot night for more than three rounds. Aslan liked this night-a wild and crazy night with his hired girl.

Flashback complete.

Aslan smiled to himself as he remembered it all. How stupid he was not to get her number, and if he had gotten her number, then Aslan would have asked her to play again. Hahaha... his perverted brain started to come out, and even the snake stiffened. If it's like this, it's a hassle; he'll have to play solo.

On the other hand.

Laura worked to wipe the cafe tables while bearing the pain, and she didn't remember last night's battle at all until it made her intimate parts hurt. Life in this big city was so hard; she couldn't even afford to buy food without working for a day.

"Laura, wipe the table in front too!"

"Yes, sir."

Laura's parents had also passed away, and now she was migrating to the big city to support her grandmother back home. Laura works as a waitress at a cafe and, at night, works at a convenience store until 10 p.m. Fortunately, there is a man who is always there for her. Who else, if not Darrel, the college boy she's in a relationship with?

They have been dating for a year, but until now, Darrel has never invited her home; Darrel argued that his father was fierce and did not hesitate to tell her to end the relationship.

The cell phone rang; Laura opened it, and it was from Darrel.

Darrel: Honey, can I pick you up later?

Laura: Okay.

Laura smiled and quickly put her cell phone away. She continued working until lunchtime. Working at the cafe was sometimes tiring. This weekend, there were a lot of visitors, especially those of the same age as her. If other women had fun spending their parents' money, then not for Laura. She had to work for a bite of bread to feed her hunger and send money to her grandmother every month.

***

Working all day is very tiring; that's how Laura feels today, especially since her intimate parts are still very sore. Working from morning to evening, she only gets $18 daily, which is so little compared to other jobs that even buying bread for one meal is only $5. Yes, life in the big city is hard and expensive.

Laura waited for Darrel to pick her up. Not long after, he arrived on his sports bike. Laura's jaw dropped. How could she ride if she was still hurting?

"Hop on!" said Darrel.

"I'm not taking the bike this time. I'll take the bus," Laura replied.

"Laura, come on. We have to go straight to my house, too. I'll introduce you to Daddy."

Laura was shocked. "What? Are you sure? Darrel, I'm just a cafe worker. I'm not sure if your dad likes it."

"Whether he likes it or not is his business. I have to introduce you to him anyway."

Darrel insisted on getting on his motorcycle, and Laura couldn't help but get on Darrel's back until she was in pain. Laura wanted to be honest with Darrel about what happened to her yesterday and her friends who got her drunk, but for some reason, she was afraid that Darrel would be disappointed in her.

They then returned to Darrel's father's house, which was not far away. It was going to be summer, so Darrel dared to bring a motorcycle.

On the other hand.

Aslan was weightlifting at home. He had to exercise often to keep his body fit and not stiff. While his son was away at college, he could rest in peace. Usually, when Darrel is around, he always makes a scene at home. He was just thinking when suddenly he heard the sound of Darrel's motorcycle. Aslan looked at the clock that showed 4 p.m. He didn't care and was engrossed in continuing his activities.

"Daddy, are you home?" Darrel shouted.

"Yes, Daddy is exercising," Aslan replied.

Aslan stopped his workout and wiped the sweat from his face. Darrel was suddenly in front of him.

"Daddy, take a shower first! There's my girlfriend out front," Darrel said.

"Did you bring her here?" Aslan asked.

"Why, Daddy doesn't like it? Well, we'll go outside."

Aslan let out a long sigh. "Okay, Daddy's going to take a shower. You get the food from the fridge. Don't starve the guests!"

Aslan takes a shower to get rid of his sweat. His exercise this time made him much fitter and healthier. After this, he eats a good meal, and tomorrow, he spends his time off sleeping again until nightfall.

In the bathroom, he could hear his son and his girlfriend chatting. Aslan didn't like the idea of Darrel dating, but he thought that Darrel had grown up and didn't need any more restrictions from him.

After taking a shower, Aslan quickly dressed neatly and combed his jet-black hair. Although his hair was actually blonde, he dyed it black to make it look younger.

Aslan also sprayed masculine fragrance oil all over his body.

After that, Aslan left the room and went down the stairs. If his son's girlfriend weren't beautiful, Aslan would forbid them from dating.

When he got down the stairs, Darrel's face was still covering the woman's. Aslan tried to show his authority in front of them until Darrel turned his head, and the woman's face was clearly visible.

Aslan immediately stopped from his steps, his heart seemed to stop, and his blood felt hot. Aslan's eyes bulged unblinkingly. The woman stood up and addressed him, but Aslan backed away slowly.

"Daddy, she's my girlfriend. Her name is Laura Elle Clark, usually called Laura," Darrel said.

"Greetings, Uncle Aslan. I already know a lot about you," Laura said.

Aslan's saliva was hard to swallow. It was obvious that the woman who claimed to be his son's girlfriend was the lady of the night he had hired that day. Laura didn't recognize her but knew he didn't like her.

"Why, Dad? She's pretty, right?" asked Darrel.

"Darrel, cut her off!" said Aslan.

Of course, Darrel was shocked; he stood up and took Laura's hand. He knew his father wouldn't approve, especially since Laura was just an ordinary girl.

"No matter how much daddy is against it, our relationship won't just end. We love each other and can't be separated," Darrel said.

Darrel asked Laura to leave, and Aslan was even more confused. He couldn't possibly approve of them, especially since Laura was his ex.

When they got to the terrace, Darrel was already on the motorcycle. Laura tried to get on the bike, but she was in pain.

Aslan could tell and suspected that Darrel's girlfriend was the woman from the night before who had spent a few rounds with him.

"Laura, get on!"

"Darrel, my leg hurts. I still need to ride the bike. I'll take the bus."

"What do you mean? You're fine."

Laura looked at Aslan, bowed, and said goodbye. Aslan remained silent without saying a word.

An annoyed Darrel forced Laura to get on his motorcycle. Aslan, who understood the situation, told Darrel not to force Laura.

"She said her leg hurts," Aslan said.

"It's all because of Daddy; she's angry and doesn't want to ride me because of Daddy," Darrel replied.

Laura, who felt bad for them, got on Darrel's bike carefully. Laura endured the pain and was already on the bike. They left Aslan's house. Aslan cursed himself for being so stupid and careless.

Darrel drove Laura to the boarding house, where he apologized for his father's disapproval of their relationship.

On the other hand, Aslan followed them secretly. He wanted to know where Laura's house was, so he had to talk to her directly. One day, they arrived at the boarding house after traveling for less than half an hour.

"Sorry, I must go immediately and can't stop by."

"Yes, be careful on the road."

"Love you."

"Love you too."

Darrel also kissed Laura on the forehead. Aslan, who was at the end of the street, was very upset. Just imagine that they were bound to the same woman, let alone Aslan, who got Laura's virginity first.

Aslan only considered Darrel's fate if one day he found out about this because he would be very disappointed.

After Darrel left, Aslan decided to follow Laura. He sneaked around like a thief and followed Laura upstairs. There were only stairs and no elevator.

Laura entered her room and placed her bag on the bed, which only one person could use. Her intimate parts were still excruciatingly sore, and she remembered the hot night before. Laura didn't recognize the man's face but still remembered his voice, although it was unclear.

Laura then opened the Whatsapp group containing her friends.

Laura: Why did you set me up?

Grace: Trapping? It's not like you want to earn more money.

Laura: This is not the way. You guys are so mean.

Kate: Never mind, you're not going to make things right.

Laura: You're giving me a high alcoholic drink.

Grace: That's enough, Laura! No more drama! The important thing is that you have more money in your account.

Laura squeezed her cell phone; she was very upset with them. After that, she lay down and thought about Darrel. If Darrel found out, he would be very disappointed.

It was true that her account already contained a lot of money, but how she got it needed to be corrected.

"Ah, shit! How could I forget that guy's face?" Laura muttered.

Laura tried to close her eyes to remember the man's face last night. But the more she remembered, the more she remembered the sound of his hot sighs.

"Laura, you're so crazy! Get rid of that dirty mind of yours!"

Laura rolled around on the bed like crazy. She made a fool of herself for being unable to care for herself. Until one day, there was a knock on the door. Laura quickly opened it and was surprised to find Darrel's father in front of her room.

"Can we talk?" Aslan asked.

This time, his tone was very serious. Laura swallowed, gave a small nod, and was invited to sit in front of the boarding house, where there was a small bench.

Laura was already scared because Aslan's face was stern as if he was about to scold her.

"How long have you known my son?" Aslan asked.

"It's been a year," Laura replied.

"You don't recognize me at all?"

Laura nodded. "You're a well-known bank manager in this city. Your social media followers are 1 million, and I'm one of them."

"No! That's not it. You don't recognize me?"

Laura was silent; she didn't understand what Aslan meant.

Aslan then gave Laura a check for 1 million dollars.

"Stay away from my son from now on! Break off your relationship and get out of this city! You and Darrel can't be together anymore."

Laura didn't take it. "Is this a bribe?"

Aslan nodded. "This is serious. You don't have to appear in front of Darrel again."

Laura stood up like this had gone too far. Laura was very offended by Aslan's behavior.

"I know you're his father, but Darrel and I love each other. I'm sorry, it's rude of me to say that."

Aslan approached her little by little until Laura was pressed against the wall. Laura was terrified that Aslan would hurt her.

"Listen! It's not Darrel who should be marrying you. It's me," Aslan said, making Laura's eyes round perfectly.