Becoming the lady of the house – updated.
This story is based on another submission from a different author. Super hot. Unfortunately I can’t find it anymore, so I had to write my own. Updated. If you enjoy it, please leave a comment and positive rating. ——– “Damn, Lizzy, this is delicious!” My father, John, said as he had another bite of the dinner I’d made us. Roast chicken and mashed potatoes, one of his favorites. I demurely thanked him and smiled. Nothing was better than making Daddy happy. My young daughter, Sara, and I had moved in with my father two years ago, when I’d left my abusive husband. My marriage had been falling apart since Sara was born. My husband, Frank, was only tepidly supportive of starting a family, and I’d hoped that holding his child would bring him all the …