I was sore in the morning, but nothing too terrible. I popped some vitamin M and went to school. Dad hadn’t said anything out of the ordinary to me, but then again, Thomas was there at the breakfast table. Thomas didn’t say anything either, but that was pretty much normal for him.
While I was still tired, the thought of what might happen tonight kept me going as I headed out to catch the bus. Luckily, school passed quickly, and Terri came home with me. Terri had been texting me all the things she wanted to try tonight. It was like a running porn commentary.
When we got home, Mom was already gone for her trip, having left from work and Thomas still wasn’t home from school yet.
Dad was working on dinner in the kitchen when we came in.
“Ladies, it’s pasta for dinner tonight. I hope that’s alright,” Dad said, glancing over his shoulder from where he was cutting up vegetables.
“Sounds great, Dad,” I said.
“Are you going to be putting any sausage in tonight?” Terri asked.
I couldn’t believe she was starting so soon, let alone being that cliche. I saw my dad’s shoulders move as he chuckled.
“No, just ground beef tonight,” he said.
“Well, as long as it has some meat. I love me some meat,” Terri said, grinning, but my dad didn’t turn around.
“Come on,” I groaned, dragging her up to my room. Once we were safely in my room with the door closed, I continued.
“That was horrible!” I said.
Terri just shrugged. “You gotta plant the seed early. Give it time to germinate, you know?”
I just rolled my eyes. “You’ve had a lot of experience seducing older men, I take it?”
“A bit,” Terri said, shrugging.
“Just… try not to be so cliche next time, please? It sounded like the intro to a bad porno.”
“That’s what I’m going for!” Terri smiled. “Every guy fantasizes about porn. If they sense they were going to be in that sort of situation, they come running.”
I thought about what Dad had said about how dirty I’d been acting. I guess Terri had a point.
“I take it you speak from even more experience?” I teased.
“Who me?” Terri gave me an innocent expression. “What time does your brother get home?”
“About an hour. Why, gonna try to bang my dad before then?” I asked.
“Well, not properly. I figured I’d give him a little tease. But, if he wants me to, I’ll drop to my knees in the kitchen to get at that hog you keep going on about.”
I hadn’t told Terri anything Dad and I had been up to since that first night. She still thought it had been a one-time deal.
“Oh, so what’s your big game plan?” I asked.
“Well, for starters, I’m gonna–”
***
A few minutes later, I found myself down in the living room, flipping through channels on the TV.
“Where’s Terri?” Dad asked, poking his head into the room.
“I’m supposed to figure out a reason to get you to go upstairs,” I said, looking back at him over the couch.
“Oh?”
“Yeah, she’s got a one-track mind, and it’s all about porn. She wants you to catch her using your shower instead of mine.” I leaned over the couch and looked at him.
“Before dinner?” he asked, incredulous.
“Yeah, she’s ‘priming the pump,’ as she puts it,” I said.
“Well, I guess I shouldn’t keep her waiting, should I? Keep an eye on the sauce for me?” he asked as he handed me his phone.
“Uh, sure. What’s this for?” I asked, taking his phone.
He tapped the screen, and the lock screen disappeared, revealing a screen split into quarters. Each quarter contained a different camera that had been set up in his room.
“You’ve been busy,” I said, my eyes widening.
“You have no idea,” he said as he turned towards the stairs and then stopped. He leaned down and kissed me briefly.
“You sure you still want to go through with this?” he asked. “I’m more than happy with what we have right now.”
“It’s all right,” I grinned, knowing that he wouldn’t turn down a chance to bang my best friend. He was making sure I was OK with it. I knew he’d be more than willing to not go through with this if I said the word. I’d already thought about it, and since I wasn’t one for monogamy, I wasn’t about to stop this trainwreck we were heading towards. Besides, the thought of what we’d planned had me so horny it was ridiculous.
He nodded once, then made his way upstairs.
I touched my lips as I watched him go. That was not a fatherly kiss in the slightest. Turning back to the phone, I scanned the screens.
I knew my dad had a security system with cameras outside the house and a few inside at the entryways. He’d set it up himself and was pretty much the only person who knew how it worked.
As I fiddled with the screen, I found a way to cycle through them all. Each one still had the labels from where he’d taken them down from outside and put them in various places around the house, including cameras in my room! I grinned at the thought and started planning a show for him. My dad was turning out to be a dirty old man, and I loved it!
He’d also put cameras in the bathrooms, and I was currently getting a beautiful shot of a naked Terri lathering herself up. I loved her dark skin; it was soft, smooth, and flawless. This only matched her large boobs, smackable ass, and cute face you couldn’t help but want to sit on. I wondered if she’d also made a deal to get such perfect features.
I was absentmindedly stirring the pasta sauce while my eyes were glued to the phone.
The phone suddenly rumbled, and I realized the cameras had microphones, too! I heard the shower running and then a knock on the bathroom door. It was already open a good foot and swung open even more with Dad’s knocking.
My dad had been standing just outside the door for a while now, getting a good eyeful of Terri for himself before he’d knocked.
“Could you get me a towel? I forgot to grab one from the closet,” Terri asked.
The bathroom was slightly steamy from all the hot water she was blasting. The shower curtain was also opaque, so while you could see some, you didn’t get to see all.
I watched as my dad stepped into the bathroom without a word and grabbed a towel from the closet. A moment later, the water shut off. As my dad reached to hand the towel over the top of the curtain, Terri ripped the curtain open, revealing all God had given her.
They both stared at one another with shocked expressions that I knew were fake. I thought they would keep staring at one another forever when my dad finally handed her the folded towel.
That seemed to break the spell. Terri grabbed the towel and covered herself while my dad stepped out of the bathroom.
“Sorry, I thought you were Asher,” my dad said.
“I thought you were Asher too,” she said, laughing.
My dad joined in with a chuckle. “Sorry about that.”
Terri’s reply was the sultriest voice I’d ever heard, “That’s all right, Mr. Bentley, I’m not that shy.”