Alayah was nineteen. She'd just gotten off the bus in front of her birth father's home. She hadn't met him yet, but he'd been sending her letters for about six months and they'd spoken on the phone a few times also. She'd been given up for adoption in the hospital when she was born. She'd went looking for her biological family and had found Darren.
Darren was tall from his photos. He had a deep dark tanned skin and silky blue eyes. His hair was dark and slightly wavy. His broad shoulders and muscular build made him look like a professional sports star. He stood bare foot on the porch wearing jeans and a tank top. His smile spread across his face and he opened his arms for her. She was happy to finally meet him and raced into his arms. Her skin was cool against his warmth. She felt a tingling sensation rise through her. She shook it off as excitement.
They went inside the house where he introduced her to her step-mother Kalandra and her three younger brothers, Aaron, Bentley and Calvin. Each matched her father in size and looks. She relaxed then, know she had found her family atlast.
After a three course meal, she was shown to the basement area of the home. It was a huge open space, a large sectional couch sitting in the center of the room, surround sound and a huge television, video games, a mini bar, pool table that converted to poker or ping pong too, board games and book cases of movies. On the far wall, a large curtain covered a back deck. Perfect for a fire pit and off to the side, a hot tub! She'd always wanted to have one. She loved it! This was her bunk for the week she was in town. Her father had told the boys that they were not to invade her space with asking or being invited.
That night, she saw how well they listened to their father. Not one of them had gone near the basement, talked about the basement, anything. With all the excitement down there, she couldn't believe they didn't even ask. When her father announced lights out, the boys hurried to their rooms quickly and she didn't see them the rest of the night.
She talked to her father and Kalandra for a little while longer before excusing herself for bed. She went down and got her things, came up and showered. She emerged from the bathroom, her silky gown cascading down to her knees. The house was dark and the basement door was open for her, she tip toed quietly to the basement stairs.
When she got inside, she closed the door quietly and locked it. When she got to the bottom of the stairs, she saw her father sitting on the couch. He had brought a bottle of champagne to celebrate their reunion. She sat near him as they talked. He told her stories of his youth, his relationship with her biological mother and his family. She told him about her adopted family, her childhood and her plans for the future. They found they had a love for Bon Jovi, cold pizza and driving. They talked for hours, before they knew it, it was four in the morning. He rose to leave and she got up and hugged him.
The sensation returned in wild force, her body tingled and his arms locked around her waist. She lay her head against his shoulder, his cheek rested against her hair. His breathing was fast and his body rigid. She was warm, her skin felt on fire and her mouth dry. They broke apart as fast as they hugged.
Her champagne glass was empty and she needed a drink. He made his way to the mini bar and poured himself a shot, then got out a bottle of water and took a swig. She smiled and asked, "Could I have one of those?"
His voice choked, he swallowed hard before asking, "Whiskey or Water?"
She giggled, "Both!"
He handed her a shot and the water. She took the shot and as she drank the water, he headed for the stairs. "Darren, wait!"
He turned toward her, expectantly. She pushed her hair out of her face as she moved toward him. When she got to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him again. "Thanks for having me visit! It's nice to get to know you."
He held her tight to him, the electricity between them sparking. "I'm glad you're here too," he murmured into her hair. His hands caressed her back, his erection pressing against her stomach.
