"Ahh, feels good to get it all done, let's head out and relax by the pool.''
Tim agreed, "Sounds great Dad!"
His Dad stepped into the kitchen and returned with 2 bottles of Pacifico lager beer. Handing a bottle to his son, he remarked, ''A beer always tastes best after the hard work is done.''
Tim realized that the male bonding ritual, made him feel grown up, having his Dad handing him a beer, and they were going to sit out by the pool and enjoy the day. It was Noon, 2 days after they had arrived back home, and they had been busy at work, boxing up all the possessions that Linda the bitch and Chloe the bitch's daughter, could call their own.
The moving company had just carted off the last of their possessions, Tim knew that they were going to be stored, and Linda the bitch would get a call from one of Dad's lawyers, telling her where she and her bitch of a daughter could pick up her shit.
Tim wondered about how his dad felt about boxing up all the lingerie and sex toys that had been in the bedroom drawers. He had remembered the black silk panties stashed under the sofa cushions and had slipped that into one of the boxes of clothes when his dad was occupied with a different task. Although he was willing to bet the feel of black silk against his dick would have felt incredible, he wanted no part of those two leeches left behind in the house.
His Dad said, "So, how are you and Alexa getting along?''
Tim replied, ''Going great Dad."
''I hope you're banging her pretty little shutters off!"
Tim looked startled, and his Dad laughed, and continued, "Yeah, I know I'm you're Dad, and kids usually try to hide the fact that they've got a serious girlfriend, especially if they are getting into some hot monkey love! Is she your first?"
At Tim's nod, he continued, ''I used to be 18 once, and I know what it's like to lose it. I lost mine to Jenni Salone, the day after graduation. She had promised me that once we were free of school, we would get together, and oh did we ever. That weekend, I must have taken her at least 10 times, god, talk about being pent up.''
''Did you ever think of marrying her?"
''Not really, we were more a boyfriend/girlfriend with lots of fucking relationships. When she went off to college after that summer, that ended the relationship. That was when I met your mother, oh Lindsey was so beautiful, it was like a bolt from the blue. When we got down to it after our 5th date, we made love. Not fucking, not animal lust, real, true lovemaking. I felt it right away, and after a week, I went down on one knee and proposed. She was crying big tears of happiness as she said YES, and I placed the engagement ring on her finger, feeling like I'd won the lottery. Oh, we were so happy, so much in love."
Tim saw the remembrances on his Dad's face, like he was looking into yesterday, and reliving how happy he had been. Tim was enthralled by the story, he had learned more from his Dad than he ever had before.
"Then you came along, my son, and life was perfect. I was working so hard, building up my companies, I rationalized it with the 'I'm working so hard to give my wife and my son everything they need' like so many guys think they have to do. When Lindsey died, she was so ravaged by cancer, it hurt so much....''
His Dad paused, and Tim could see the struggle to keep his emotions in check. Tim felt a lump in his throat, seeing how painful it must have been for his Dad to lose the love of his life.
"I got caught in the worst trap of all, the rebound trap, and that's how you ended up with that bitch of a step Mom. I will regret inflicting her on you for the rest of my life.
"Dad, it's okay, I made do, it was mostly bearable, and it wasn't like a hell on Earth.''
''Well, it's time to make changes. The Porsche 911 Targa 4 GTS, I am making it officially yours, and yours only. I have my eye on the new 911 GT2 RS with its 690 horsepower and a top speed of 211 miles per hour. We'll be a two Porsche household!''
He smiled at the happy look on Tim's face, and continued, ''And Alexa is welcome to be here any time of the day and especially the night!" He gave Tim an arched eyebrow, and Tim laughed.
''And do you remember Lupita?"
He did indeed. Lupita, his nanny, was more of a mother to him than Linda had ever been. So of course, that bitch fired Lupita when Tim had been 14, sniffing that a teenage boy didn't need a nanny anymore.
"Oh yes, I do, she was always so nice."
''Good, because I was able to contact her, and she is going to be our housekeeper! She starts tomorrow!"
"Oh man, that's awesome!"