I biked home from campus at a leisurely pace, enjoying the lingering heat of the day as the sun went down. When I got home, dad was waiting for me in the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn.
“We were assigned to watch Star Trek to get into the themes of Science Fiction,” I told him causing him to break out into a huge smile.
“It’s on Netflix. Can I join you?” he asked.
“Of course,” I said, matching his smile. “I knew you’d enjoy having the chance to rewatch it with me.”
We made our way down to the basement entertainment room. Dad got himself a beer and me a Redpop and we settled down on the sectional with the bowl of popcorn between us to watch the first episode of ST:TNG, cringing, groaning, and laughing together.
“Want to start the next episode,” Dad asked.
“Nah. I’m tired. I’m going to head up and read a bit before going to bed,” I told him
“Goodnight, then, kiddo.”
“‘Night, dad.”
My phone buzzed indicating a new text as I was on my way up the stairs to my bedroom. I didn’t read it until I plopped down on my bed, but I knew exactly who it was from.
Scott: Hey, gorgeous.
Eileen: Hey.
Scott: I am still in the office. Raincheck?
Eileen: A raincheck for fucking?
Scott: Nah. For eating you out. That’s what’s next.
Scott: Gotta pace myself.
Eileen: Ah. My mistake.
Eileen: I am now thinking about getting my first taste of you, too.
Eileen: Does it make you hard? Thinking about my lips wrapped around your cock?
Scott: Dear lord!
Eileen: Thought so.
Scott: Fuck, girl.
Eileen: See you tomorrow?
Scott: I hope so.
I changed into a nightgown and crawled into bed with the intention of reading just a few chapters of my book before calling it a night. Instead I was still awake at dawn when I heard my dad start the water in the shower in his bedroom.
***
I got up to fix breakfast and make some coffee after never going to bed.
“Up late last night?” dad asked, clearly perturbed.
“Yeah,” I said around a yawn. “I got into the book I’m reading for my class and lost track of time.”
“Don’t you have another class tonight?”
“I sure do. Music this time.”
“Well, you’d best get some sleep during the day then. Just don’t get your days and nights reversed or you’ll be miserable by the end of the summer.”
“Oh, I know. I’ll just take a nap and then go to bed after I get home from my class tonight.”
“See that you do,” he huffed then took a sip of coffee.
“Relax, daddy. I’m going to have to deal with staying up all night sometimes if I’m going to be a doctor, you know.”
“Yes, well,” was all he said.
“Are you going to be home for dinner tonight?” I asked him in an effort to change the subject.
“Should be. I have a…. an associate… coming in today. But I still expect to be home at my normal time.”
“Great! I was planning on making dinner for the two of us. Sound good?”
“Of course, kiddo. You know how to make your old man happy.
“By the way, can I borrow the Mustang? It’s going to be a beautiful day.”
“Of course, daddy; I’ve no plans to go anywhere. The keys are hanging on the board.”
After dad left for work, I went up to hit the shower and shave my legs. I put my dark brown hair up in a high ponytail and dressed in my other new bikini then made my way back out to the pool with my book and a cup of coffee this time. I put on a layer of SPF 50 and smiled at the memory of Scott’s hands on my body. I was less than a chapter away from the end of my book when my phone buzzed indicating I’d received a text.
Scott: Good morning, gorgeous girl.
Scott: I’m worried you’ve forgotten all about me.
Eileen: Who’s this?
Scott: You are so mean.
Eileen: LOL
Scott: I can’t stop thinking about your pussy. How tight you were when you came on my fingers.
Scott: How you’ll taste on my tongue.
Scott: When you come on my cock.
Scott: Will you let me fuck your tits? I really want to fuck your tits.
Eileen: You seem a bit… obsessed.
Scott: That’s what happens when you have a constant boner.
Eileen: You know that’s not healthy…. Maybe go to the doctor?
Scott: Okay, so maybe not constant. Just whenever I think about you.
Eileen: And how does it make you feel to know I’m constantly wet for you?
