“Fuck me.” she slurred. And how did I not notice?”
I quipped back, “Well I am an electronics guy, remember? I told her I had to approve of him. Her short brown hair was a slight mess and a stressful look in her blue eyes. I kneeled down. Her eyes glanced at my cock again. I have experienced mild sexual tension before, but the intensity of this situation about shoved my beating heart out of my chest. “I’m the lucky designated driver,” Dad grunted. “Okay Brooke, see you then. She filled the cup with water, swished it around, and spit into the sink. “Maybe you just need a little rebound somethin’ somethin’, huh?” my mom said, not realizing I was there. That way when she walked into the bathroom I could hear her and not have those sounds travel through the speaker. “I have a problem though,” she said, circling her wine in her glass, “I tend to… “Dan…” she mumbled. Soft. She pushed my knees apart and leaned in closer.
