Marrying My Best Friend's Dad

Meanwhile, in a luxurious apartment overlooking San Francisco Bay, Wina Parker threw her wine glass against the wall, shattering it into pieces. Her anger burned, hotter than ever.

"No! I will never let him!" Wina shouted, breathing heavily. Kevin, her assistant, stood at the doorway, trembling.

"Ms. Davis, I've gathered some basic information about Donita Parker," Kevin said, trying to calm himself.

"What?" Wina asked, her eyes blazing with anger.

Kevin quickly opened his tablet. "Donita Parker, 20 years old. A student at the University of San Francisco, majoring in Information Technology. Both of her parents died in a car accident five years ago. There was no significant inheritance. She funded her education by working part-time at a café and giving private lessons. She lived in a small house owned by her family on the outskirts of the city before frequently staying at Erica Sebastian's house."

Wina snorted. "An orphan? Poor? No wonder she wants to marry Oscar!" she hissed contemptuously.

"Any more info??"

"According to the investigation, Donita and Erica have been friends since high school. Erica often picked Donita up and dropped her off. They were very close; Donita, who was smart, taught Erica many things. Erica often helped Donita with expenses occasionally, like book money or college project fees. Donita has never had a boyfriend!"

Wina laughed sarcastically.

"Never had a boyfriend? So she's a virgin, is she? Interesting, I'll make your fantasies disappear in an instant, Oscar! She won't be a virgin anymore," she smirked slyly.

Kevin remained silent.

"Oscar Sebastian must not marry that poor girl! He must not!" Wina clenched her fists.

"It's impossible for Oscar, a man as ambitious as him, to marry a girl with no background or connections!"

She paced back and forth, her mind racing. "Kevin, I want you to find out Oscar Sebastian's schedule for this weekend. I heard there's an important event. Make sure I know every detail," Wina ordered.

"Also, find out if there are any weaknesses in Donita. Something that can ruin her reputation. A secret, anything. If not, I'll be the one to tarnish that woman's name so she can't stand beside Oscar anymore."

Kevin nodded.

"Alright, Ms. Davis. But... I heard a rumor that Mr. Sebastian is throwing a big party at his mansion this weekend."

Wina frowned. "A party? What kind of party?"

"There are no official details yet, Ms. Davis. But rumors among Sebastian Group employees suggest that it's a very exclusive private party. Possibly... an engagement party or something like that," Kevin said cautiously.

Wina gasped. An engagement party? Oscar has never thrown a big party like that. He always avoids the public spotlight. If it's really an engagement party...

"Impossible! He wouldn't get engaged without telling me! I'm his main business partner!" Wina protested vehemently, but a hint of doubt crept in.

"I'm just relaying the rumors, Ms. Davis," Kevin bowed his head.

"Find out more, Kevin! I need confirmation! And I want an invitation to the party! I don't care how you get it, I have to be there!" Wina shouted.

"But... if it's an engagement party, there's a chance Donita Parker is the fiancée..." Kevin hesitated.

"I don't care!" Wina snapped, her eyes widening. "This doesn't make any sense! Oscar wouldn't marry a girl like Donita!"

Wina massaged her temples. Her fantasy about Oscar was beginning to crumble. She had always believed that Oscar was meant for her. They were equals, shared the same ambitions, and came from comparable backgrounds.

"I won't let that happen. Oscar will be mine," she whispered, convincing herself.

Wina didn't know that it wasn't even an "engagement party" but a "wedding party." Oscar Sebastian and Donita Parker's wedding!!!

And the fact that Wina didn't know this crucial detail would be her downfall. She was too focused on unimportant details, so she didn't realize she was already far behind.

***

Back at Donita's small family home, the house was now a silent witness to a couple passionately kissing.

At first, Oscar was only aroused by the sight of Donita's red lips, then kissed her with feeling.

Apparently, Oscar's actions were reciprocated, and both of them were swept away by the growing passion.

It was unclear who started it, as they were no longer sitting but lying on Donita's living room sofa, with Donita beneath Oscar's large body.

He reached for her, his touch tender as he filled his palms with her soft, eager breasts. Donita, comfortable at home, wore only a delicate bra that traced their shape, her aroused nipples visibly etched against the fine material, a silent invitation.

They continued to kiss passionately until finally, Oscar's rational mind returned, forcing him to stop the heated activity he so desired.

In truth, his cock was rock-hard, throbbing with a life of its own. But he couldn't ruin Donita by having sex with her just a few days before their sacred wedding. He wanted to enjoy their love completely with Donita during their honeymoon, which had already been planned.

"Donita, I'm so sorry..." His breath was still labored, his cock throbbing with agonizing pain, desperate to release his cum.

Donita herself was gasping, her face filled with surrender as she enjoyed the surge of passion during their passionate kiss with Oscar. He drove Donita's passion, making her surrender as her large breasts were squeezed by Oscar's strong hands.

"That's what I've been protecting all this time; I didn't want to act too much around you. I love you so much that I can't breathe when I have to hold back around you,"

"But don't misunderstand me. You're not just an object of my sexual fantasies. You're the woman who made me fall in love, even from the first moment I saw you."

"I've always been afraid you'd reject me because of the huge age difference between us."

Oscar's honest words left Donita speechless. She was so shocked by the truth she had discovered.

The woman lowered her head in shame because Oscar's clothes were in disarray, probably because of her actions.

Suddenly, Oscar's hand pulled her chin up, forcing her to look into the handsome face of the man who was about to become her husband.

"Donita, will you marry me? Marry an old widower, as flat as a highway, as cold as a freezer?"

The woman sat there blushing, then nodded her head in agreement.

"Thank you, baby! I promise I'll do my best to make you happy, no matter what."

"Uhm, I'm not dreaming, am I? Mr. Oscar, the cold one, suddenly became so expressive?"

"No, you're not dreaming, dear. I've been holding back all this time. Look at my cock-it's fully engorged, the heat radiating from it almost palpable. He wanted to slide in, find his perfect sheath." Oscar truly showed that 'his thing' had grown and was aroused while with Donita.

Donita could only see Oscar's "thing" through his bulging pants. But it was already very large. As a woman who had never been with a man before, it made her curious.

"Can I touch it?" Oscar was speechless when he heard Donita's request, staring at his "thing" with curiosity.

This was an incredibly tempting offer, one he couldn't refuse. But he was a widower who hadn't been touched by a woman in years, since his wife's death.

Would his cock remain calm when Donita touched it? Even just thinking about her and slowly masturbating had been enough to make him cum.