"I'm engaged!" Amanda shouted as she opened the door, too excited to even wait until she gathered her parents together.
Liz and Jack Hayes had been sitting on the sofa watching television when their daughter burst in with the news. Both stood with big smiles on their faces. It wasn't as much of a surprise as Amanda made it sound. They had all been expecting it for several weeks.
Amanda naturally went first to her mother with her left ring finger extended to show off the respectable diamond engagement ring. Her mother gave it a perfunctory glance before wrapping her arms around her daughter and hugging tightly.
"Oh, congratulations, honey," Liz said excitedly. She had seen the ring weeks ago when David, the now fiancé, had shown it to her and Jack in a very loose method of asking for their daughter's hand. Of course, Amanda had had no idea.
She then went to her father, who went through a similar congratulatory embrace. "Congrats, sweetie."
Looking over his daughter's shoulder, Jack noticed the strikingly beautiful young woman (of course, not as much as Amanda) that had accompanied his daughter. He knew immediately it was Robin Reynolds, Amanda's best friend since fifth grade. Robin's father, Bill Reynolds, was also Jack's best friend, although Hayes had not seen the man or his daughter in some time since they moved across town. Jack had heard through his own daughter that Bill had fallen on some hard times and was not treating his family very well. He had frequently toyed with the idea of contacting Reynolds to find out what was going on, but he had always been hesitant. Bill could be a very difficult person when he was down, and things had been so good for Jack and his family in recent years that he hadn't wanted to be dragged down.
When his daughter let go, Jack stepped over to Robin, who had a big grin on her flawless face. He couldn't help but stare into the young woman's big blue eyes, but it was only to be less obvious about gawking over her big, round breasts. She had certainly sprouted a pair since he had last seen her.
". . . sit and tell us all about it," Liz was saying.
The four took seats around the living room, and fortunately for Jack, Robin sat directly across from him, crossing her legs. Her short skirt revealed to him a considerable amount of toned thigh, and he did his best not to stare, or at least, be caught. He listened with half an ear to his daughter tell about the romantic evening David had executed to ask her to marry him, but it was all the attention Jack could give what with Robin's thighs, her low-cut dress that revealed the tops of two very well-rounded breasts, not to mention her alluring face and eyes and short blonde hair.
Jack was a regular guy. He loved his wife, had never cheated on her, but he was not without his fantasies, and he loved to look at women, discreetly, of course. Liz always thought that for a man, he was strangely always willing to accompany her to the mall. But while his wife shopped, Jack loved to watch all the women, particularly in the summer time when any and all manners of dress would be available for his viewing pleasure. Up until a few minutes ago, he always thought that his daughter was the most gorgeous creature on Earth. Yes, he'd had some fantasies about her, but that's all that they were. But now, seeing Robin again . . .
"I think this calls for a toast," Jack interrupted, not knowing where in the story they were. "We don't have Champagne, but I think wine will suffice."
"Good idea, dear," Liz commended as Amanda resumed her story.
Jack arose and went into the kitchen. Fortunately, he arrived in time to fix himself before his erection became too obvious. He was nearly startled when Robin followed him, and he wondered with embarrassment if she had seen him moving his cock around.
"Let me give you a hand," Robin offered provocatively. "I've heard the story already."
Her tone of voice had Jack's dirty mind entertaining uses for her hand that he knew she wasn't referring to. Instead, she knew where they kept the wine glasses and reached into the cabinet for four. She really had to stretch to grab them and Jack was right here watching as the hem of her dress rose nearly to the bottom of her ass cheeks. He felt a drop of pre-cum escape his dick head, and thought he needed to add gorgeous rear to the list of incredible attributes Robin possessed.
"So, how's your family?" Jack asked.
Robin always had a beguiling smile on her face, even during the most extreme moments of adversity, so when she responded, "Oh, their fine," that was not necessarily accurate. But to those who knew her well, her mesmerizing eyes told the true story. When her alluring smile was genuine, the eyes echoed the sincerity, unlike now, where the smile could bend a man's will, but the eyes reflected sadness.
"Uh-huh," Jack said in a tone that let her know he knew. "I heard your dad had fallen on hard times."
"Oh, you know him," Robin said lyrically as if that was an answer in and of itself. "The fact is, I've been so busy with school. Graduation is just around the corner, so I haven't been home much lately."
This told Jack that she probably hadn't been home all year, if then. Jack had always liked Robin, even way before she grew into this absolutely unbelievably incredible-looking creature. There was a time during their younger days when she spent so much time here with Amanda that he and Liz used to joke with her that they were her surrogate parents. Of course, even then they'd heard stories that things were not as they should have been in the Reynolds household, even though he'd never gotten any sense of it from Bill either through attitude or direct word.
"I'm sensing there's more to it than that," Jack noted. "And if you ever want to talk, you know Liz and/or I are always here for you."
"Really, everything is fine. I'm sorry to have stayed away for so long, but now that I'm going to be Amanda's maid of honor, I'm sure you'll be seeing a lot more of me."
"And I would have no complaints about that," Jack said, almost flirtatiously.
This time, her smile was real, her voice whispery and taunting. "Nor would I."
And naturally, Jack's mind ran away with that one.
* * *
With college only three hours away, not surprisingly, Robin and Amanda decided to drive back that afternoon. It was mostly at Robin's insistence under the guise of having a lot of school work to do. When Robin visited the bathroom before they left, even Amanda admitted to her parents she found it unusual. But their daughter vowed to try to find out.
"My, my, she really turned into a little hotty," Liz remarked after the girls were gone.
Jack raised his eyebrows over his wife's comment. That was not quite how he would have expected her to phrase her observation. He wondered if it was because she might have observed him ogling over their daughter's best friend. He merely returned a single, expressionless nod.
A couple of weeks later, Liz Hayes had planned to go out of town for the weekend with three of her girlfriends on one of their periodic shopping sprees. Before leaving, she told her husband, jokingly, "No strange women in the house."
"Just ones I know?" he teased back.
"Sure."
And they both laughed as she departed. Little did she know . . .
Jack was looking forward to having some time alone to just lounge around, maybe go to the local mall, watch the ladies and then come home, possibly watch a little porn. He and his wife had a good sex life, she was always ready for it, rarely turned him down, but it was always the same, not real adventurous: a lot of passionate kissing, heavy petting, a little oral, and a straightforward fuck usually in the old missionary position. Liz just liked to keep it familiar. Jack had no reason to complain, so when he had the opportunity, he enjoyed watching the kind of porn that fed his fantasies: threesomes, group, different positions, even swinging.
He returned from the mall after lunch, disappointed that there had not been very much to see. As he reached for his hidden stash of porno DVDs, the phone rang. He didn't recognize the number displayed on the caller ID, but answered it anyway. "Hello?"
"Mr. Hayes?" the sexy, whispery female voice asked.
"Yes?" Jack replied, intrigued by the sound.
"It's Robin."
Jack immediately turned on his friendly charm. "Hi, Robin, how are you?"
"Well, I was wondering," she paused to nervously clear her throat.
