The Elevator Eleventh Floor (Patreon)

Cardonali the magical imp was doing what he always did, he caused   trouble to others for his own amusement.  Cardonali had the ability to   put any thought into a person's mind and manipulate them as he wanted   to.  He stood unobserved or at least unacknowledged in the back of an   elevator waiting to see who would get in.

"Dad is good-looking and all, but his best years are behind him.  But Jason is like super hot.  What I would like to do with him," Danielle told her daughter Amber.  Jason was Amber's boyfriend.

"Jason is just a boy.  He's a little kid, a child.  He doesn't know how to listen to a woman.  To comfort her when she is feeling down.  To make a life for himself and  for me," Amber replied

"Talk?  Like, who needs talk.  I'll do all the talking.  As a matter of a fact, like the things I can teach him.  he hasn't been ruined by other women yet.  Between you and me, dad is like always doing the same things.  The passion is gone."

"But he's there, he's steady.  He's a man.  He knows how to hold a woman.  How to make her feel good.   Jason only wants one thing!" Amber retorted.

"Fine, I'll like give it to him."

"Mom, he's a boy, dad's a man.  Dad is sexy in a way Jason couldn't be for at least fifteen or twenty years."

The doors opened the pair and exited the elevator. They didn't talk much the way home, Danielle was imagining what it would be like to be on her knees with Jason pumping into her.   While Amber was fantasizing about getting all dressed up and having a romantic evening with her father.

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