Hayley's POV
It's the next day and Luke is out checking the fences while I'm here just finishing up a ride on Comanche practicing show jumping.
I'm in the barn in clipping is breastplate when I hear a truck engine. Thinking it's probably a neighbor dad has sent to check on me, I don't think anything of it, knowing they will first come check the barn.
I'm taking the saddle off and about to turn around when I trip over my own feet making me expecting to fall face first on the cement but am caught. I look up and see Andrew.
"Andrew." I say standing up, "What are you doing here?" I ask before taking the saddle pads off of Comanche with my free hand then starting over to the tack room.
"What? No 'thanks for catching me there'?" He asks, as I struggle to open the door so he reaches out and does it for me. "Thank you." I say before stepping in the room and putting the things away where they belong. Then going back out to get the breastplate, bridle, and boots.
I come back and find Andrew still in the room, now admiring some of the ribbons, plaques, and trophies my dad has displayed, along with pictures of some of those days.
"I remember this day," He says pointing at the trophy I won and sash for London, and the picture of Andrew, London and I.
"Yeah me too. That was the first show I did with London. And we took home blue in jumping, dressage, and cross country." I say smiling, "That was a really good weekend." Andrew says smiling. I nod my head agreeing with him.
"Do you want to go inside?" I ask him. "Sure." He responds.
We get to the house and are in the living room. "So, how have you been?" He asks, "Pretty good. And you?" "Same old, same old." He tells me.
"I honestly just wanted to come and see you. Hang out for a bit?" He asks obviously hinting that he wanted to fuck.
I'm not going to lie, my sexual hormones have been raging lately and I have no idea why. And it's not that Luke doesn't help, or know what I like. But Andrew knows exactly what I like.
I look at him, and he looks at me. We both are leaning forward, and our lips finally meet. We start out slow, but like always with us it quickly moves to fast and rough. As I'm now straddling his lap.
His hands find their way to my hips and moves down to by ass gripping it, I start grinding on him and feel him slowly getting hard as it presses against my clothed core making me moan into his mouth.
I move my hands to his hair as his mouth leaves mine and starts to trail down my jaw and neck.
Andrew stands up and I wrap my legs around his waist as his lips come back to contact with mine, and he starts making his way up the stairs.
A/N: hey guys. I'm sorry for being kinda inactive lately. But there has been some stuff going on in my life. And I just want to be able to produce the best content possible for you guys so I took a break.
But I'm back now with a update. I'm not sure how often I'm going to be able to post just because I'm trying to figure out some stuff. But I'm really trying. If you would like more explanation please just let me know in the comments and I will be happy to share with you guys.
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My Dads Best Friend
Romance"He used you, manipulated you, and took advantage of you!"My father screamed, "No Dad! I fell in love with him!"
