This story is a sequel to Friend's daughter rescue.
After the cookout at Corey's parents house where she told me she was on birth control I knew she wanted to have sex again but I was feeling a bit guilty. I had agreed to help her move and knew it was going to be a great temptation. I had resolved that I wouldn't let it happen again so when I showed up the following weekend I had her younger brother in tow. I figured that would assure me that nothing would happen.
When I showed up Corey opened the door and gave me a big hug. I was afraid it would get too intimate so I managed to sidestep a bit when she spotted her brother. She then gave him a huge hug as well but gave me this disappointed sideways glance.
I had been right she had more than moving on her mind. We had a bite of breakfast then plunged into moving. Every time Donny was out of sight Corey was rubbing up against me, touching and telling me how much she enjoyed our previous encounter. She pouted when I told her that it shouldn't happen again and that she needed to find a young man her age. She told me that she had briefly but that the sex was very dull and boring and he was too self absorbed so it ended. I felt a bit of relief knowing now that at least she was getting out there a bit into the world.
The day went mostly uneventful in terms of moving but I was getting extremely frustrated walking around hard all day. We got everything moved but around four P.M. I needed to go. Although everything was moved, she had some new furniture that needed assembling. She was very capable with tools but some of it required two people to put it together. She suggested I could come back next weekend to help put it together. I agreed and turned to Donny to get him on board and he mentioned that Corey had bought him and a friend tickets to some gaming convention next week. Corey just smiled and looked at me telling me she thought the two of us could handle it. That was it! I was committed now and knew we would be alone again.
All week my mind was going back and forth would I or wouldn't I? I vascillated between it being wrong, my friends daughter, to her being 26 now and being a grown woman on her own. I was hoping we would start early telling myself the earlier we finished in the day the less temptation there would be, plus it was a Nascar race weekend and traffic was horrendous. Locals avoided driving anywhere nearby. I did not want to get stuck in traffic for hours.
All that changed Friday evening when Corey called me telling me she was out clubbing with friends and asked if I could show up a bit later. I had planned to get there by 8 AM but she said she would like to start around noon. I agreed. When I got up around six I had a text from her with some smiley emojis that said simply four with thanks and hugs.
I got a bit angry but then reminded myself she was young and she had been out clubbing. If I was lucky, maybe she even took a guy home and that would be the ed of it.
I am that guy that always shows up early, so around 3PM I was banging on her door. A very disheveled Corey in a long t-shirt finally answered the door. I teased her asking if I was interrupting something? She punched me in the shoulder telling me that I just disturbed her sleep. We went inside and I went to her kitchen and made her a cup of coffee. She told me she needed to go to the bathroom to pee. She came back with her hair brushed and a tool kit but still in her oversized t-shirt and panties.