Ryan had time to think about everything on the Uber back to his house. What was happening with Nicole was an emotional roller coaster for him. One minute she's upset and reluctant, the next she's all over him. Yet after that evening, she looked as if he betrayed her.
What the hell is going on?
he thought to himself. He had experienced many 'firsts' these past few weeks. Too many to count. But the biggest one was what developed between him and Nicole. He admitted to himself he was falling for her. Even when he was in the middle of a threesome with two of the hottest girls he's ever met, he couldn't stop thinking about Nicole. Every little detail of every encounter thus far, he remembered vividly. He never wanted to erase them from memory for fear all this would end in an instant. He hoped that instant wasn't tonight.
Nicole texted him shortly after leaving. She let him know she was tired and went home. She texted him again to let him know she was back home safe, but that was it. Ryan responded, asking if she was ok, but she didn't reply. He desperately wanted to see her and talk to her. He wanted to hold her in his arms. He thought about her as he looked out the window of his driver's Nissan Altima.
As he walked into the house, he couldn't help but think that it was only thirty minutes ago he was standing on Sarah and Melanie's patio, his penis firmly planted inside Sarah's tight asshole. He tip-toed down the hall towards Nicole's room, but her door was closed. He pressed his ear against it and could hear her sleeping soundly. He let her be and went upstairs to his room.
Ryan stripped down to his boxers and stood in front of his full length mirror. He was a scrawny kid; not much muscle mass to speak of. His hair was a mess. His face lacked any particularly attractive features. At a first glance, most would be surprised to hear of the young man's sexual adventures that summer.
He pulled his boxers down, exposing his soft penis. It was plump and heavy despite being flaccid. He held it in his hand while looking at himself in the mirror. He gently squeezed it, gauging his substantial girth.
They love this thing
he thought to himself. This was his not so secret weapon. This was the reason for his recent explosion into sexual manhood. If it wasn't for Julie discovering it that one fateful night, none of this may have ever happened. He felt eternally grateful for her.
Ryan smiled to himself as he pulled his boxers up and got in bed. He fell asleep imagining the warmth of Nicole's vagina wrapped tightly around his cock. He had to fix things with her.
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The next morning, Tom, Nancy, and Nicole were already awake sitting around the kitchen table. James Brown's greatest hits played softly on the Sonos. Nancy scrolled on her iPad. Nicole on her phone. Tom read newspaper headlines out loud while sipping his coffee as if anyone was interested.
Ryan sauntered into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee before joining everyone at the table. Tom peered out from behind the newspaper and smiled at his son.
"Well, well, well. You too?"
"What?" Ryan asked, sipping his coffee.
"I know a hangover when I see one," Tom joked. "And you and your sister don't do a great job hiding it." He laughed as he returned to his newspaper. "When I was your age, my old man would have me out mowing the lawn at 6am the next day."
Nancy rolled her eyes.
"But not nowadays. You kids have it easy. Let me tell ya," Tom continued while no one listened.
"Nicole, honey, you should eat something," Nancy said as she grabbed hold of her hand.
"I feel fine," she said plainly. She had not yet looked in Ryan's direction. Nancy frowned, glancing at Ryan. "And how are you feeling?"
"I'm good. Why do you ask?"
"Well, the two of you came home so late last night. I don't know how you guys can party so much!"
Ryan looked at Nicole, but she was staring down at her phone.
"Welp. It's time to get a move on," said Tom as he folded up his newspaper and pushed his chair away from the table. "I'm going to clean the pool filter and then Nancy, my dear, we are out of here."
Ryan's heart skipped a beat. He forgot about the pool filter. "Umm, Dad let me."
Nicole looked up at Ryan for the first time all morning. She had panic in her eyes.
"What? Clean the pool filter?" Tom asked, surprised.
"Umm yeah. Sure, why not? You're right, I should help out more around here." Ryan stammered. He feared there would be a mess clogged in the filter that he was responsible for. If Tom were to discover his cum that was causing the clog, it would not be good.
"Well, ok then. Thank you, son! Nancy, let's get our things together. If we leave soon, we can beat the traffic."
Nicole perked up. "Where are you going?"
"The lake for a few days. Gonna bring the boat up. You two wanna join?" Tom asked, excited that his daughter may want to tag a long.
"No, no. You guys go have fun. I'm meeting up with Julie today," said Nicole. Feeling dejected, Tom nodded. "Ok then. Stay out of trouble you two. This city's gonna run out of booze if you keep it up!"
Tom and Nancy went to pack their things while Nicole cleaned up breakfast. She leaned over the sink scrubbing dishes while Ryan approached her. Her shapely breasts jiggled under her t-shirt as she scrubbed. He couldn't help but be amazed by their beauty.
"Hey," he said softly, but she remained looking down into the sink. "Nicole," he said again.
"Nicole, please. Look at me."
Finally, she stopped what she was doing and looked up. "What?" she whispered.
"You left in such a hurry. I'm sorry what you saw."
"You're sorry what I saw? Oh thank you, little brother. You're so compassionate," she said sarcastically as she continued to scrub the dishes.
Ryan grabbed her arm, indicating for her to stop. "I didn't mean for you to see that. Shit, I didn't even mean for that to happen."
