



Chapter 9
Jennifer
When I got home from the club, I got into bed I didnât even took my make-up off I was just over the day. The worst of the day was that I couldnât 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 couldnât believe that a dream can make me this wet. But fuck that man was awesome with a flogger, his hands and please donât forget his dick. âFuck Jenn you really fuck this one upâ I thought as I got up to get ready to go to my dadâs 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 didnât 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 wouldnât have excepted the gift. A lot of people will ask me why do I work so hard why donât I just live of my trust fund, why donât I want my fatherâs handouts among those people my father is one of them. But I have pride and I want to build something on my own I donât want daddyâs 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 fatherâs estate, I got myself a Vanilla Ice Latte. All the way to my fatherâs 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, Iâve come to a conclusion Iâll go to the club every Friday night not skipping one until I find him again and then Iâll 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 donât want 10 questions from my dad. I started talking to myself âYou can do this Jennifer itâs just a few hours. You can handle this.â 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 âMiss. Rynn.â âHi George, dad in his office?â âYes Miss. You want a coffee?â âNo thank you George I just had one.â âJust let us know if you want something Miss.â âWill do thank you George.â I walk into my fatherâs office he was sitting behind his desk. âOh, Jenn you came.â He says it every Sunday and every Sunday Iâm here. âHi dad.â âSo good to see you, my girl.â He got up and gave me a hug. âSit sit, tell me how is that little shop of you doing?â I had to bite on my teeth every time he says that, to him itâs just a little shop to me itâs my world. âVery good thank you dad.â âGood good, do you have your diary with you?â âWhy?â âI have a party I need to go to Tuesday night, itâs black tie at Arloâs house itâs a welcome home party for one of our old friends.â
âWhy a black-tie event if itâs a welcome home party?â I asked a bit confused. âYou know Arloâs 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 wasnât for him, we wouldnât have been this rich.â âOh, I see. And why should I go with if itâs an old friend?â âJenn donât be difficult you know I donât like going to parties alone even if it is for an old friend.â âFine dad Iâll come with donât worry, but you do know I need to be home by 11 pm right.â âJennifer if you just come work for me you wonât have to get up so early in the morning. I really donât know why you do it.â âCan we not rehash this argument dad?â âFine fine I donât want to fight with you about your hobby.â âDad.â He put his hands up in the air. âSorry sorry your career.â He basically sneered at me. âLetâs go eat.â 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. âThank you.â 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.
âSo, what did you do last night?â I asked him. My dad and I donât have much to say to each other, yes, itâs weird I know, especially because I go with him to mostly all his events and Iâm 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. âNot much I read a book and went to bed early. And you?â âThe girls and I went to Club X.â âOh, funny that club belongs to the friend I was talking about.â âOhâ What else was there to say I mean all my dadâs 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. âWhere is this friend from?â âHis ex-wife wanted to stay in Los Angeles and now that they are divorced, he is eventually coming home.â âIt sounds like you are very excited.â âI am, Iâve missed him. We were very close once.â