This story picks up right after "Nikki: About Time" this time from Adam's perspective. Thank you to everyone who has read up to this point. I hope you're enjoying the story. I'd love to hear your feedback, perspectives on where you think things are going, any questions or criticisms you might have, and generally anything else you'd like to talk about. I'm really enjoying writing this series of stories, but I'm still pretty new to this and would love your feedback and interaction! Today we get to see what's going on in Adam's head and get to know him a little better.
Adam pulled his motorcycle into the driveway, pulling into the garage next to Cori's jeep. It was 9:00 in the morning, he'd just returned from the truck rental place, where he'd dropped off the U-Haul (the benefit of a motorcycle is that you can put your ride-home right in the truck!).
Last night hadn't been great for sleeping. After talking to the girls and his probably ill-advised kiss with Nikki, his mind was not willing to settle down so he'd decided to go for a ride on the bike to clear his head.
As he rode around the city in the middle of the night, he thought about his life. It had been pretty simple up to this point, he focused hard on his work; spent his little bits of downtime with various friends (and a few lovers, although nothing ever serious) and enjoyed the rare times he could come home and see his daughter.
Now that she knew, he hoped she still wanted him around. She was a good, smart kid, and he was pretty sure that after processing she'd come around. Of course, that was before he potentially screwed up even more by kissing Nikki.
The girl was almost a daughter to him as well. She'd always been Cori's other half, ever since the two girls met in elementary school. He'd watched her grow up alongside Cori, enduring (and admittedly enjoying a little, who doesn't like being idolized?) her sarcastic humor and shameless flirtations. But the crush that had seemed innocent and silly had proved to be anything but last night...
But thankfully the girl had stopped them before anything had gone too far. He would just focus on the family aspect of their relationship. It was better that way; he didn't want to do anything to risk the fragile bond of family. He'd made that mistake once with Vi, and it had cost him 18 years.
Now, as he opened the door with apprehension, he found himself hoping that the girls would feel the same way.
He heard the shower running in the bathroom as he came through the kitchen and into the living room.
Good, at least one of them is up!
He heard a giggle coming from behind the door, clearly Nikki's mischievous laugh. Then surprisingly, Cori's voice as well. "Hurry up Nikki! He's going to be back soon."
Huh, both of them are getting ready at the same time. At least they sound cheerful. Hopefully that means things might be ok after all.
He looked around the main living area. Last night he'd unpacked the truck. He'd needed something to distract him when he'd gotten back from his ride, and so he figured he'd get a head start on the day. As quietly as he could, he'd moved all the boxes, dresser, various bedroom furniture, and Cori's bed and mattress into the living room. That way he could get the truck back by the 8:00 AM cutoff and not have to pay for another day.
Since the girls were in the bathroom, he decided to take the opportunity to get Cori's bed set up. He lugged the queen-size frame into the bedroom. It was just a cheap-standard metal frame on wheels. It set up quickly. Then he lugged in the box spring, set it on the frame, and then the mattress. The whole process took him maybe 5 minutes and he didn't notice the sound of the shower stopping. He was just arranging the mess of blankets and pillows he found on the floor on top of the mattress in a semblance of a made bed when he heard the door open from the bathroom.
He moved toward the living room when he heard Nikki's voice coming toward him, "Race you to the bedroom!".
Suddenly, as he moved into the doorway, it was eclipsed by a beautiful creamy-skinned, 100% naked 18-year-old girl wearing nothing but a towel on top of her head to hold her wet hair. Nikki was looking behind her and she didn't notice Adam until she bounced into his sturdy frame in the doorway. A moment later, a racing, giggling Cori (also completely naked) slammed into Nikki from behind as she raced for the bedroom, sandwiching the shorter girl between them with a slap of skin on skin. Adam's arms instinctively caught Nikki in an embrace to save her from crashing into the door-jamb or falling over.
Adam and Cori's eyes met in horror and Nikki squealed "ohmigod!" Time stood still for a moment as each of the three's mind raced for a solution to this embarrassing moment. Cori screamed, turned and zipped back toward the bathroom her breasts and butt bouncing all over before the door slammed. Adam closed his eyes tightly and said, "Fuck! I'm so sorry!"
At the same time Nikki burst into raucous laughter. She wrapped her arms around Adam, head burying in his chest. "Well," she said into his chest. "We're roomies now, I guess we were bound to see each other naked sometime...Ta-Da!"
She started to guide him into an awkward turn, moving him around so that his back was facing the living room and Nikki's into the bedroom. "Ok, now let me go handsome!" she said, in a teasing voice, "Or pick me up, throw me on that bed and have your way with me! Your choice!"
Adam laughed nervously and let his embrace on Nikki go. He backed blindly out of the room, feeling around for the door, which he found and pulled closed. Catching his breath for a moment, he let his eyes open to a pair of closed doors, one to the bedroom and one to the bathroom. "I'm just going to step into the master bedroom. Let me know when it's safe to come back out!" he said loudly enough so both girls could hear him through the doors.
Adam moved into the master bedroom, closed the door, and let himself slide to the floor. A moment later he heard a door open, scampering footsteps, another door opening a pair of nervous giggles and hushed voices whispering urgently, then finally another door slamming closed.
His mind finally took a second to process what he'd seen. Nikki's curvaceous, smooth, cream-skinned teenage body was etched onto his brain. Her thick thighs, perky breasts, and bubble-but were something out of his wet dreams. His body quickly let him know it as he felt a stirring in his shorts. A moment later, the image of Cori's massive breasts and shocked but adorable face replaced the image of Nikki and his cock twitched again.
Nope! Not going there!
He forced his mind back to the safer of two options and Nikki. Her rosy cheeks and blue eyes. How cute that little towel-turban looked on her head. The feeling of her warm naked, slightly damp body pressed against him.
Yep think about the one you're not related to! Better yet, get your mind off of both of them you old perv!
His cock was getting harder. It was something he often had a hard time controlling. Adam was very easily aroused. He could control his actions, no problem, but his cock was another matter. It had a mind of its' own and when it got excited it was hard to calm it back down without satisfaction.
Shit, what am I going to do...I can't go out there with this guy on display. These basketball shorts hide nothing...
He came to a decision. He stood up, opened the door, poking his head out to see if the coast was clear, then, darted to his suitcase to grab a new set of clothes for the day "Hey Girls, take your time, I'm going to take a quick shower then we can go get breakfast, ok?"
"Ok!" he heard a chorus of voices from the bedroom, then more giggles. His mind immediately pictured the two girls naked, rolling around on the bed, giggling in each other's arms.
Fuck!
Cursing his filthy thoughts, he darted back into the master bedroom and moved to the bathroom. Inside, he stripped his sweaty t-shirt, shorts, and boxers and turned on the shower, letting the water heat up. He turned and looked at himself in the mirror.
It wasn't a bad sight, he thought proudly to himself.
Still got it...I'd fuck me.
His handsome face was framed by a neatly trimmed beard. He was a tall man, almost 6'4" and had very broad shoulders and a strong chest. His upper torso was covered with just the right amount of hair, mostly still a dark brown, which went well with his tanned olive skin, but he could spot a couple of silver ones in the mix. Especially as things moved down over his hairy belly. It was soft, not a six-pack, but you could see the hints of the rock-solid muscles underneath. The treasure-trail from there went down to his fully erect cock, which was wrapped tightly by his big-meaty hand.
Even with Adam's immense hand, a couple of inches of the end stood proudly from the his fist. The head was a perfect smooth helmet, thick and already showing just a dab of moisture. The thick, veiny shaft disappeared after an inch into his fist, but he could see the veins along the base throbbing slightly with his elevated heart-rate. He started to slowly stroke as he looked at himself in the mirror, his hand damp from testing the water moments before.
