Daddy

Self-obsessed. Arrogant. Jerk.  I mean…which sensible man would have nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist in his own office?  And which sensible girl can avoid all those naughty thoughts then.  He’s in his forties – old enough to be my father.  OMG…those green eyes that I want to drown myself into, that smooth voice when he orders me around, and don’t even get me started on the muscles…and those hard abs I saw that day in his office… oooh Lord! Have Mercy!  Because I am compelled to…  Call him DADDY!