"So, he has been with her for two years now, and now he wants me to come home," Brittany told me with a concerned expression on her face. "I think he is going to propose to her. I mean, why would he insists that much that I come this week? I bet he is going to throw a huge party with all of his business partners and all of our family... That's how my dad does everything - lavish and over the top. And that woman..."
Brittany let out a loud sigh. We were sitting at our table, eating breakfast. Brittany wasn't so much eating, as just pushing cereal around the bowl, complaining about her dad. We have been roommates for a year and a half, since we both were 20 years old, and from the very beginning I've been hearing about the woman her dad has been dating.
"But maybe she really loves him, Britt? I mean she might like the money, but really love him?" I wanted to bright her up.
"Please Lilly. You should see her, you'd understand everything. She worked in his company and left her job as soon they started dating. I mean - a secretary and the CEO? How cliche is that? He showers her with expensive clothes, but she makes it all look so tacky, just being who she is."
Brittany looked at me pleadingly. "So that's why I need my best friend with me this week. Pleeeease? I'm gonna go crazy, just me and them. He told me he wants me to get to know her better this week. I need you as reinforcement."
I started laughing. "Okay, fine. We'll go together." She jumped and hugged me, and with her spirits up, we started planning what clothes we'll take.
FRIDAY
Next morning we got on the plane and an hour later landed in Britt's hometown. Her father sent his private chauffeur for us. Her parents separated when Brittany was very young, and her mother now lived in Europe. Her dad was very rich and had a huge property outside of town.
I peeked through the car window as we came closer to the huge gate. We entered the property and the car drove us to the mansion where we were to stay that week. Her dad and his girlfriend were waiting for us. The car stopped and we got out. Brittany hugged her father as the help took our luggage to the house.
"Lilly, I heard so much about you," Brittany's father said and hugged me. He was in his fifties, but still very handsome and charming.
"I heard so much about you too, Mr Randall, Britt talks about you all the time," I replied.
" And this is Amber," Mr Randall introduced his girlfriend and I saw immediately what Britt meant when she called her tacky - Amber was definitely very much aware of herself and the impression she made. She was in her early thirties, in a tight pencil skirt that and a blouse that was unbuttoned two buttons too low, allowing me or anyone in front of her to see very deeply into her ample cleavage. Her strawberry blonde hair fell over her shoulders in big, loose waves, framing her breasts.
I was so distracted with that sight that it took me a second or two to look at her face, what she obviously noticed because she was smiling slightly when I finally looked at her. Her face was very pretty, and her lips plump and fleshy. She had an air about her, I completely understood why any man would want to take her to bed and enjoy everything that I just saw in front of me. I took her extended hand and shook it.
"I'm Lilly."
"Well, hi Lilly," she said seductively.
"Let's go inside, I hope you girls are hungry - we have a big brunch prepared all for you," Mr Randall said while leading us in.
The house was as magnificent inside as it was on the outside. We sat around the long dining room table where all kinds of food were set up. Amber was obviously feeling very much at home, telling the help what to do and Brittany was watching it all with a displeased look on her face.
"I didn't know you two were already living together", Britt said to her dad.
He looked at her, obviously choosing his words carefully. "Yes, we are. We felt like that was the right move for our relationship..." he said and Brittany cut him off.
"Oh I'm sure you were."
"...and I wanted you to come and get to know Amber a little bit better now that we..." Mr Randall paused and took Amber's hand.
"Oh fuck. See? I knew it!" Brittany looked at me with anger.
Mr Randall said calmly but firmly, "Honey, I understand that you're upset, but I'm not going to tolerate that behaviour. I love Amber, and she loves me."
"She loves your money, that's all that she loves besides herself!" Brittany stood up furiously and went out the door. We were left in an awkward silence and I excused myself, saying that I better go after her to calm her down.
I went out the dining room and through the hallway and saw the door leading to the backyard open. I stepped into the beautiful garden that had a luxurious swimming pool in the middle, with deck chairs around it. I looked around the huge garden and saw Britt sitting on a bench far away from me. As I came closer, I saw that she wasn't crying but was still upset. I sat next to her and we were quiet for a few minutes.
"Let's just go around the town today. I'll show you around and you'll meet my high school friends. I don't want to be in the house with them," Brittany said firmly.
"Sounds great", I said and we both smiled.
We spent the day having fun and Britt was in a great mood by the time we got to the house. It was quite late in the evening and her father and Amber were already asleep, so we decided to go to sleep to. She showed me the room where I was staying and we chatted about our day while sitting on the bed.
"Britt... I completely get that you're upset..." I started carefully. "But you know, it's still your dad. I know how much you love him. And he's not dumb. So just give it a chance, not because of her, but because of him."
She looked away, knowing that I was right. "I know," she finally said. "I promise I'll behave tomorrow."
SATURDAY
I got up later than I expected, and when I got down to the dining room, I saw Britt sitting by the table with her dad and Amber, with the table again filled with food.
