Presidential Son-in-law

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

Robert woke up once in the midnight, he felt his semi erect dick in between something soft and his hands was fondling some soft also, the scent of a feminine fragrance hit his nose and it took him quite a while to register what was going on. He drew her closer to him and drift back to sleep.

He woke up in the morning and noticed that the bed space beside him was empty, the smell of fried eggs hit his nose and he followed the scent to the kitchen. He leaned on the doorpost staring at Hazel who was humming and whining her waist along to a song while putting on his shirt.

Robert noticed that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath, a smirk appeared on her face. She is his woman for sure, she belongs to him and he couldn’t trade her for anything in this world.

Robert sneaked up to her, he smacked her ass, he watched it jiggle and a smile appeared on his face.

“Robert!” Hazel let out a cry.

Robert hugged her from behind, “Good morning babe, how was your night?”

“My night was fine than