Day 4: Monday
We left Adam last time in bed, right after his morning fuck with Cerys. His beautiful girlfriends sister. Cerys has left the room to go clean up. And Christine is somewhere downstairs.
I most have dosed off. Cerys' sexual appetite had me completely drained. And left me with an used and very sore Dick.
Someone was trying to get in contact with me. Shouting from a place far far away from where I was now. Being tired and used as I was, I couldn't give a flying fuck about it. Whoever it was, he or she had to wait until I decided to wake up again.
The shouter was of another opinion though. And kept shouting. Pulling me further and further away from my wonderful sleeping state.
I slowly opened my eyes and the light instantly blinded me. A little confused I sat up in the bed. How long had I been under?? There was no clock in the bedroom so I had no idea about the hour. I squeezed my eyes to small cracks and looked outside. The sun was high outside, and I could hear the busyness of life on the street. A couple of hours was my best guess.
I looked around the room. I was alone in the bed which held the scent of Cerys' and mine previous love making.
"ADAM!!!" It sounded like Christine.
"YEAH!" I shouted back. "WHAT IS IT?" I could hear her move at the base of the stairs. Her soft footsteps told me she was coming up to me.
She came into the room and looked down at me. She giggled at the sight. "I was afraid Cerys had killed you." Her smile broadened. "And by the look of things I wasn't far off." I looked down on myself. Skinny, pale and dirty from bodily fluids. My Dick lay limp across my left thigh. I looked up at Christine and shrugged, putting on my most innocent face. Christine came over and kissed me. Just as I was about to grab her she pulled away. I looked questioning in her eyes. "Get cleaned and get dressed." She moved to door and turned around. "Come downstairs when you're done." She left the room and I could hear her move jump down the stairs.
I settled back in the bed and ran my fingers through my hair. Jesus, what are they doing to me??
I swung my legs out of the bed and sat there trying to focus. After a while I stood and walked to the bathroom.
With the door safely closed behind me I took a close look at my face. Well, it was pretty obvious that I had experienced some kind of intense activity. I looked paler than usual with dark patches under both eyes. The beginning of a beard was showing and it looked maybe a little worse than usual because of my current skin tone.
I shook my head and turned on the shower. As I stood there in the shower. Having the warm water caress my used body I started to feel really good. I quickly washed my hair and body and stepped out of the shower. Unbelievable what a simple shower can do for a guy.
I dried of and grabbed my clothes. They were as good as new considering I had hardly used them yesterday. I smiled to myself. Better go downstairs to see what's up.
I walked down the stairs feeling fresh, clean and wonderfully newly fucked. I sighed. What a beautiful day.
I could hear noise coming from the kitchen and started towards the door. Just before I reached for the doorknob, it opened.
I froze dead instantly, feeling the dampness of the cold sweat running down my back. My heart skipped a few beats and I seemed unable to draw a breath.
"Hello Adam. Come on in, we're just about ready to have some lunch." Mr. McQade, Christine's and Cerys' father, motioned me to enter. I looked up at him. He was a big muscular man, always nice to me though. But I seriously doubt he would be if he knew what I was doing with his daughters.
Christine was busy preparing something by the table. I looked at her, asking the question with my eyes. She just smiled at me and continued her work. I swallowed hard and looked out the window. What was he doing here??? Well beside from actually living here.
I was wrecking my brain trying to figure out what to do next when the kitchen door slammed open. "Hi Daddy!!" Cerys came jumping into the kitchen and hugged her father. "Wow wow wow watch your old mans back." Mr McQade said and embraced Cerys.
Christine came up behind me and hugged me. "Look Daddy, Christine got a boyfriend." Mr. McQade grinned at me. "Well well Adam. Finally. I was getting tired of your puppy look every time you came over. Glad it's you who're dating Chris." I smiled weakly at Mr. McQade. "Yes Sir. I'm very happy to be with her." He gave me a wolfish grin. "I bet you are." He turned and started to get something from the fridge. Christine gave me a squeeze while Cerys shoot me a seductive wolfish smile. Like I was the most delicious dish, and she was about to consume it.
"Oh. You're still here Adam. How nice." I didn't even notice Mrs. McQade coming into the kitchen, and the sound of her voice made me jump a little. "Eh...hello Mrs. McQade. Yes I'm here." She looked at me and Christine who still had her arms wrapped around me. She shook her head smiling and sat down. "Come on all. I'm starving. Let's eat." Mr. McQade motioned us to sit down.
There was silence around the table for a while. I looked at Christine's parent to see if I could see any trace of knowledge about what kind of relationship I was having with their daughters. But there were nothing to see and I started to relax a little.
I have to admit that this situation left me uncomfortable. I looked from Cerys to Christine. Both of them looked so very innocent like nothing had happened between us. Cerys especially had her little innocent girl act down, and there was no trace of the sex vixen I had encountered this morning.
I took a bite of my sandwich. "I hear you spend the night here, Adam." Mrs. McQade looked closely at me. I almost choked on my food. I looked up at her with sweat breaking out on my forehead. "Oh, don't worry I trust you kids. You are after all young adults." Mrs. McQade smiled while I tried to sink the food stuck in my throat.
"Wha.....eh...I mean....uhm." I was babbling. Which made the entire McQade family break down in laughter. I blushed instantly turning all red. Christine learned over and kissed me lightly on the cheek. "You're cute when you're confused." I looked at her with desperation obvious on my face. Cerys was pointing her finger at me, laughing hysterically.
"Adam's...huh..huh...a...huh..tomato...huh..huh." She bent over laughing even more at her own joke. I closed my eyes and held my hands out in front of me, palms up. "Please give me strength." I imitated in my best divine voice. This only caused more laughter and after a while I joined in.
The rest of the lunch went by without more incidents, and we only chatted about wind and weather. Christine suggested that we should go catch a movie at the ciniplex down the mall. And Cerys instantly said she wanted to go to.
Well, so be it. The three of us jumped into my car and went downtown.