Lindsey somehow always managed to find herself at Jamie's house. They weren't super close, but Jamie was still relatively new to the school and her house was way quieter than her own. She'd spend days, sometimes even weeks having sleepovers at her house. After all, it was just Jamie and her dad.
Her dad wasn't that much older than them. He had Jamie when he was only 14 and Jamie was still 16, but Lindsey had just turned 18, so she was able to get along with both of them with ease. Besides, Lindsey saw Jamie's dad more of like her older brother, anyways.
It was just another night for them. They were all gathered around the TV, watching scary movies. Jamie had just fallen asleep.
"Want some popcorn?" Her dad asked.
"I could go for some popcorn." She replied.
So he made his way to the kitchen. Lindsey decided she wanted a glass of water, so she headed to the kitchen, too. It was unbelievably small, but it could easily fit the two of them.
She had to squeeze past him to get to the fridge. That's when she felt it. He was rock hard. He apologised and made his way back to the living room.
The rest of the night, she couldn't stop thinking about him. It was just a split second, but she could feel how big he was just from that encounter. She couldn't even focus on the movie. She imagined how it'd feel to have him all the way inside of her.
