Taylor poured herself a cup of coffee while her husband put two plates on the table, French Toast resting on each. She gave Roy a peck on the cheek as she sat down, but delayed eating for a moment, reluctant to take her eyes off him.
Taylor considered herself, if not the luckiest women on the face of the earth, definitely in the top ten. She had found the sweetest man alive and also the handsomest, though in his early forties Roy looked only old enough to look dignified. More than once Taylor had caught girls in their teens sneaking a glimpse at her husband, trying and failing not to be obvious. He also proved himself an experienced lover with the stamina of a man half his age. One might almost fear he seemed too good to be true.
The sound of descending footsteps shook her out of her reverie as her stepdaughter came down the stairs. When Taylor first started seeing Roy, interactions with Alexis were- tense. Taylor had been patient, she assumed Alexis saw her as trying to usurp her late mother. Once she had even said as much to Roy- he had laughed, saying that Alexis' relationship with her mother was even worse. Gradually the girl had softened up toward Taylor, and the two seemed to genuinely get along now.
Alexis put the third French toast Roy had prepared on her plate and kissed her father on the cheek as she sat down. After she swallowed a portion of her breakfast she smiled, "Oh dad, I've got great news!"
"You're finally going to look for a job?" Taylor quipped. She hated to nag but Alexis was nineteen now, a little too old to be depending on her father and stepmother.
"Ha ha, *Mom*. No, last night I got a call from Lauren, she's going to be in town for a few days."
Taylor failed to recognize the name, "Who's Lauren?"
"Alexis' friend from when she was younger," Roy answered, "Her family moved away a few years before Elena passed."
"She said she was looking for a hotel," Alexis started up, "But I thought I'd talk to you about her crashing in the guest room instead."
Roy started to frown, "I don't know if that's a good idea..."
"Oh come on," Taylor interrupted, "If it's only a few days..."
Roy met Taylor's gaze, "You sure you mean that?"
"I'm curious about this girl. And she's a friend of your daughter's- so I know you wouldn't be stupid enough to try anything with her, if you get my meaning," both women laughed at that.
Roy looked between the two several times over, then hung his head in surrender- just like Alexis knew he would, "When should we expect her?" he asked.
"Her plane lands in a couple hours; don't worry, I'll pick her up, and I told her to pack light," Alexis laughed.
A few minutes later Alexis met Taylor as she opened the door, "Thanks for helping convince dad like that, I really appreciate it."
"It was nothing really, I'm looking forward to meeting this Lauren." Taylor walked into the garage, got into her car and drove off.
Only when her stepmother was long out of sight did Alexis' smile take on a sinister tone.
"Fuck," Alexis grumbled as she headed up the stairs, "I thought that sow was never going to leave," She looked into her father's bedroom to see him stuffing a duffel bag, "Going somewhere?" she asked.
Roy jumped as if he had heard a gunshot; turning to look at his daughter he answered, "Th- the gym. I thought with Lauren coming here, you- you'd be too busy for our usual- you know..."
Alexis sauntered up to him, "You thought wrong." Raising her hand to his head she pulled her father closer; giving him a very undaughter-like kiss, her tongue stabbing between her lips and past his. All the while her other hand aggressively stroked his hardening crotch.
As she pulled her head away to speak Alexis whispered, "I told Lauren about our little- arrangement."
