I have the coolest dad in the world and he knows how to give his son a birthday gift!
My eighteenth birthday landed on April 12th of 2020 smack dead in the middle of the Covid Lock down, talk about your bad luck, right?
So here I am locked down with my parents and I can't have a fucking birthday party and on top of that I'm going stir crazy from not being able to go outside or hang out with my buddies.
I was Mr. Grumpy pants as my stepmother Willow would say. Well she was the bitch that made me grumpy. She hated me and ragged on me all the time about stupid shit like cleaning my room and having my laundry out on time. Geez! I could do nothing right with this woman. The only thing Willow had going for her was that she was a blond and gorgeous as fuck with her big tits and nice round ass. Fucking hot, but a bitch all the same!
I woke the morning of my eighteenth birthday depressed as fuck because I knew we weren't going to have a party. I walked out onto the back patio and saw my father sitting by the pool. He was lying on a chaise lounge, dressed in a pair of green swim briefs and smoking a cigar. I almost laughed. I walked over and pulled over a chaise lounge and laid down on it beside him.
"Happy birthday, son." he said and knuckled my shoulder.
I grabbed my arm, "Fuck dad! That shit hurts!" I snapped.
He laughed, "Eric your a fucking man today, suck it up!"
I shook my head, "Speaking of sucking, Gloria Jenkins told me that she'd suck my dick for my birthday, but that shits over thanks to this lock down."
Dad frowned and nodded with sympathy. "I know it sucks, son and I'm sorry. I was going to get ye a prostitute and let her break you in right. Like my dad did for me. But that's out the window now."
"Really? You were going to do that for me?"
"Yeah I was gonna get you done right by this little red head down the street. She needs the cash since her old man left her and the baby, high and dry." He smiled taking a big puff from his cigar.
"Are you talking about, Donna?"
Dad smirked, "The one and only."
My mouth dropped. I've had such a crush on that woman ever since she and her husband Max moved into the neighborhood. I used to cut her grass because her husband Max was an over the road trucker and he stayed gone all the time. Even six months pregnant she still looked hot lying by the pool in a red bikini. I shook my head, "Just one more dream Covid has crushed." I said
"Makes your little Willy hard thinking about her doesn't it?" dad laughed at me and punched my shoulder again.
I ate the pain this time and forced a smile.
"So, Eric are you still a virgin?" He asked point blank.
I looked away, "What? No!" I lied but dad saw right through me.
Dad popped his forehead, "Damn! I haven't given you the talk yet have I?"
We hear the patio doors open and Willow steps out of the house dressed for a morning swim. She was looking too hot in her little black Euro bikini and her blond hair up in a ponytail. I hated her but like I said she was hot. She looked at me and frowned, "Eric, darling you need to go clean your room, it's a mess. And put your laundry in the hamper while you're at it. I'm not your maid!"
"Yes mom!" I said lazily.
She smiles and walks over to my father and kisses him hard on the lips. And lets just say when she bent over to do so I got a good look at her ass. The one good thing about the bottoms of a euro bikini is the tiny little string that slides right up the crack of the woman's ass.
Dad popped her on the ass.
"Ouch! Stan, that hurt!" Willow gasped and rubbed her bottom.
"Well go get in the pool and cool that little ass off then!" dad chortled.
Willow rolled her eyes and walked over and dove into the pool.
He looked at me and winked, "She likes her ass spanked." he smiled and took a puff of the cigar and blew the smoke at me, "Among other things."
"Oh yeah?" I said smartly.
"She likes it rough son trust me on that." he winked.
