Please note: If you are looking for sex right off the bat, look no further. There isn't any in this portion of the story. There will be, but when a reason other than just sex presents itself.
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The summer was winding down and Gabby was getting ready to head back to college to resume her studies to become a teacher. I had been sitting under a patio umbrella we had on the wooden deck overlooking our above ground pool, trying to keep out of the late August sun, and the unbearable heat of its dog day afternoons. It had always been a pursuit of mine to afford and build an in ground pool for my daughter, myself, and her friends. But it had been this pool and having her friends over, that helped her ease slowly back into the world, after she had retreated from it six years ago. That was when her Mother left us to pursue her career, and another's man's cock to the west coast. Raising my daughter without her extra income was hard and I refused to ask for help, and she never offered it, nor tried to contact her daughter. But I was able to afford this pool and build a large deck around half of it with the help of my friends. It seemed to have been more than enough.
I had been bummed about the lack of time that she had to spend on me of late, but I understood and wanted her to enjoy life.
Sometime had passed, as I was lost in my thoughts, and the glass of ice water had lost the condensation that had rolled down its sides and was now warm. I held it in my hand, absently looking at it after taking a large drink, when I heard her voice, "Dad! Dad, we're back!"
I turned my head and saw the three of them emerge from the house in their bikinis with towels over their shoulders and lemonade in their hands. I stood, glass in hand, and hugged Gabby once she had climbed the stairs and nearly jumped into my waiting arms. "Hey, honey, glad you're back. I am going into the house and rest, the sun has been hot today. Be sure to put sunscreen on."
"Sure Dad," she said, then asked, "Are you okay? I can have them go home if you need it."
"No, Hun, its not necessary. I just got a little over heated and perhaps a bit dehydrated," I raised my nearly full glass and showed her, "see, its warm and a lot left. I guess I got lost in thought again."
She leaned back into me and gave me a hug and looked into my eyes to see if I was lying to her. It was something she had become good at detecting over the years once I tried to shelter her world in the absence of her Mother. "Okay, go lie down. We'll keep it short and I'll come in to make dinner."
She turned and pushed Lily into the pool, and then charged at Jennifer, hitting her in the midsection like the good linebacker I taught her to be, and the force carried them backwards into the pool. I laughed and then turned to descend the stairs and head into the rec room in the basement where it was always cool and relaxing.
I must have fallen asleep, because sometime later I heard the girls stampede into the house and up the stairs to change. The light had changed to a lower angle on the wall. I decided to say hell with anyone cooking today. I called Antonio's and ordered three pizzas, one deluxe supreme, one pepperoni, and a meat lover for myself. I then stretched and headed up the stairs to the kitchen. I grabbed four glasses, four plates and silverware, and some napkins. I made myself a Jim Beam and Coke and then walked into the living room and yelled upstairs, "Gabby, I hope your friends don't have to head home yet, I ordered pizza for us." I heard them talk for a moment then, "Thank you Dad, they said thank you as well and that they'd love to stay.
I turned on the TV and sat down as I tried to find a game on this late Saturday afternoon. But as I thought, there was still just the same amount of nothing on as there was earlier. A few moments later the girls all came down similarly dressed. White or pastel colored tank tops or T-shirts, and cotton boxers made for girls.
"Does this mean they are spending the night?"
"Yeah Dad, is it okay?"
"Sure, " I chuckled, "That is why I ordered the pizza."
She hugged me and then asked, "Do we really have to watch football?"
"Nope, not one damn good game on."
"Cool, Lily, here," she said after switching the tv over and turning on the PS3, "enter your password."
Lily switched to Netflix and and put in her password. I had offered to sign us up, but last year Lilly said no, we could piggyback her account. So, we had been since then. Why Gabby had not entered the information I had not a clue, as everyone in the room knew it. I had to turn away from the screen as the furious rate she flipped through the offerings began to make me dizzy and lightheaded. How these kids managed this without side effects was beyond me. Finally she found the movie she had been looking for, Homefront, a movie about a Dad, drug gangs, and a horse. Lily loved all things horse related, even if they were not part of the story line.
"Aw, Lily. Come on, not an action flick." whined Gabby.
"Its not. There is more to it than that. Just shut up and watch."
"Yeah," Jennifer joined in, "Just shut up."
Gabby turned and looked at me with her cute little six year old pouty face. "Oh, jeeze Gabs, just shut up and watch."
She crossed her arms in a fake huff and everyone laughed.
The pizza arrived and the movie had become very entertaining as everyone ate in relative silence. Nearing the end of the movie it had gotten tense and the movie was put on pause. Popcorn had to be made. I said I was tired and excused myself and headed upstairs to my room.
I woke with morning wood and hurried in my underwear and no t-shirt to the bathroom. As I stood leaning with my back to the wall struggling to push my dick down to the toilet to keep from making a mess, the door opened. My head snapped to the door to where Jennifer stood wide eyed, frozen in the open doorway.
"Jennifer move."
I tried to hide my hard on, but could not stop my morning piss.
"I uh, um, I . . ."
My daughter's head came around from behind Jennifer, "Oh SHIT! Dad!"
Jennifer, still a deer in headlights was yanked backward and the door harshly slammed shut.
Oh, man. I thought trying to finish this horse piss. What do I do? Say? In my hurry I had forgotten to lock the door. I finally finished and looked into an empty hallway, then rushed into my room. In a way I was glad it had been Jennifer. She was two years older than Gabby and the two had only met at college last year. They had gone to the same High school, but had not met until Gabby had needed to find a carpool ride home. I had not seen her grow from childhood to adult like Lily, and evidently I had no guilt in checking her out poolside.
In fact, despite the heat, she had been the real reason I had not stayed and swam with the girls. She was taller than the other two girls at 5'10" with roughly a 34c-22-34 figure. Her long blonde hair, when in a French braid, stopped at the top of the crack of her lovely spade shaped ass. She had a tight body and a well defined stomach with one small, diamond, belly button piercing. She had the loveliest, well toned, long legs that I had ever obsessed over. She kept in shape as a requirement for her volleyball scholarship and loved to show her body off. While her swimsuits were never inappropriate, I believe I had been caught more than once, checking her out with a side glance or two. Fortunately, as far as I knew she had never brought it up to my daughter.
Had she, I would have been mortified. It had become my sole purpose in life to keep my daughter from harm's way after her Mother had left. Checking out her friend, and getting caught doing so, was never an option.
After dressing in a pair of cargo shorts, a white t-shirt under a short sleeve button up khaki shirt, a pair of ankle socks, and a pair of sandals I headed downstairs. Yes, I am part dork, but I hate people seeing my toes. Weird, but fuck it!
