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Having the perfect view of her rear end and full hips that move in time with her shimmying steps across the tiled floor does a little more than just please me.
It fills me with an urge I’ve never felt for anyone.
Something that seems so right in my mind, but I know it could never play out in reality.
I mean, my daughter’s best friend who’s half my age?
Try telling that toMr. Hard as Fuckhere under my towel. My hormones feel like they’ve been slotted into a time machine.
Making me feel twenty years younger and all of it burning for her.
But it’s an inferno that could turn into a dumpster fire if I say or do anything stupid.
For now, at least, I’ll just have to be Abby’s dad. I need to get some clothes on so I don’t embarrass her best friend any more than I already have.
CHAPTERTHREE
Jen
Abby was right.
It’s going to be a hot one, and little did I know now, but it’s gonna have nothing to do with the weather.
She also keeps reminding me, ‘If you want something, you gotta reach out and grab it.’
So, I hope she grabs whatever she is chasing with both hands. She’s worked hard to get where she is.
Riding to her place and letting myself in, I head straight to her room and unpack the few things I’ve brought, switching on some music and half undressing as I decide what to wear.
Knowing Abby, she’ll want to go swimming as soon as she gets in the door, but I’m reluctant to get out my swimsuit just yet.
Settling for an oversized tee and nothing else, for now, I realize just how cold it’s gotten all of a sudden.
Abby’s place is huge, and with all the marble tiling and high ceilings, it’s hard to imagine a place like this could be anything but cooler inside than out.
But feeling the rush of cold air from the vents, I venture out into the huge, empty house in search of the thermostat.
Navigating my way to the kitchen before I get the shock of my life. Shrieking like a moron, and not just in surprise.
I’m not exactly dressed for any company right now, and nobody’s ever seen me in nothing but a tee and panties.
Not only is her dad the last person I expect to see right now, but he also has nothing covering his naked, muscular, and deeply tanned body except for a towel.
The regular kind, but on him, it looks like he needn’t have bothered.
And that funny feeling I’ve had all day?
It all makes sense as I feel it explode inside me, shifting from a tingling sensation to a full-blown itch in a moment.
An itch so intense, so deep that only the hands of a man like Abby’s dad could scratch at it to even begin to soothe it.
Hands or maybe something else…like that giant bulge under his towel.
He’s just as surprised to see me, too, but only because Abby’s not here, which I explain.
At least, IthinkI explain myself.
I feel my mouth moving and hear words coming out. But all I can focus on is looking at his perfect body.
