Chapter 9
Jennifer
When I got home from the club, I got into bed I didn’t even took my make-up off I was just over the day. The worst of the day was that I couldn’t get Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome out of my head. I tried to sleep but he was in my mind the whole time, when I eventually fell asleep all, I could dream of was him. I could even smell him in my dreams. When my alarm went off the next morning, I could feel my pussy was wet. I couldn’t believe that a dream can make me this wet. But fuck that man was awesome with a flogger, his hands and please don’t forget his dick. ‘Fuck Jenn you really fuck this one up’ I thought as I got up to get ready to go to my dad’s house. I took a shower wash off last nights make up and all the smoke out of my hair. I done my hair again and did my make up. I decided on a prim and proper dress for Sunday I paired it with some sneakers as I had enough of high heels for the weekend. When I was done, I left my apartment in my Audi Q8, I absolutely love my car, I didn’t buy it myself my dad did for my birthday last year. I always wanted an Audi and my dad knew it so he used that against me or else I wouldn’t have excepted the gift. A lot of people will ask me why do I work so hard why don’t I just live of my trust fund, why don’t I want my father’s handouts among those people my father is one of them. But I have pride and I want to build something on my own I don’t want daddy’s money to buy me everything. I want to make it in the world on my own. Am I stupid, probable but this is who I am. I stopped at a Starbucks before I drove to my father’s estate, I got myself a Vanilla Ice Latte. All the way to my father’s estate I listen to music but I was also thinking on how I will get hold of Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome; will I stick to my routine and go every Friday night and hope he will show up I mean he as a dungeon room just for himself at the club so the chances are very good that he will show up again.
When I drove into the estate, I’ve come to a conclusion I’ll go to the club every Friday night not skipping one until I find him again and then I’ll take my punishment for not taking the phone from him. Yes, his dangerous and I might fall for him but I probable need to move on from Kyle last night was a clear sign I need to move on. I quickly checked my make up in the mirror in the car making sure the hickey was covered I really don’t want 10 questions from my dad. I started talking to myself ‘You can do this Jennifer it’s just a few hours. You can handle this.’ PEP talk done, I got out of the SUV and walked to the front door before I even could knock George the butler opens the door for me “Miss. Rynn.” “Hi George, dad in his office?” “Yes Miss. You want a coffee?” “No thank you George I just had one.” “Just let us know if you want something Miss.” “Will do thank you George.” I walk into my father’s office he was sitting behind his desk. “Oh, Jenn you came.” He says it every Sunday and every Sunday I’m here. “Hi dad.” “So good to see you, my girl.” He got up and gave me a hug. “Sit sit, tell me how is that little shop of you doing?” I had to bite on my teeth every time he says that, to him it’s just a little shop to me it’s my world. “Very good thank you dad.” “Good good, do you have your diary with you?” “Why?” “I have a party I need to go to Tuesday night, it’s black tie at Arlo’s house it’s a welcome home party for one of our old friends.”
“Why a black-tie event if it’s a welcome home party?” I asked a bit confused. “You know Arlo’s wife, if your mother was still alive, I would have loved to host the party, you see this friend Romeo help me buy my first business if it wasn’t for him, we wouldn’t have been this rich.” “Oh, I see. And why should I go with if it’s an old friend?” “Jenn don’t be difficult you know I don’t like going to parties alone even if it is for an old friend.” “Fine dad I’ll come with don’t worry, but you do know I need to be home by 11 pm right.” “Jennifer if you just come work for me you won’t have to get up so early in the morning. I really don’t know why you do it.” “Can we not rehash this argument dad?” “Fine fine I don’t want to fight with you about your hobby.” “Dad.” He put his hands up in the air. “Sorry sorry your career.” He basically sneered at me. “Let’s go eat.” We walked to the dinning room and the table was set as always. When we sat down George came in and poured us each a glass of wine then the chef came in with our started. “Thank you.” Both dad and I said. If there is one thing Bradford Rynn made sure my brother and I had was good manners. You needed to say please, thank you and you greet people properly. Dad and I ate our starter in silence.
“So, what did you do last night?” I asked him. My dad and I don’t have much to say to each other, yes, it’s weird I know, especially because I go with him to mostly all his events and I’m at his house every Sunday. But I was all he had and a daughter needs to do what a daughter needs to do, the right thing. “Not much I read a book and went to bed early. And you?” “The girls and I went to Club X.” “Oh, funny that club belongs to the friend I was talking about.” “Oh” What else was there to say I mean all my dad’s friends are old and have a bit of a belly on them, they are real older men that goes golfing, but he seems to like to talk about him. I use that today. “Where is this friend from?” “His ex-wife wanted to stay in Los Angeles and now that they are divorced, he is eventually coming home.” “It sounds like you are very excited.” “I am, I’ve missed him. We were very close once.”