Thank you to all the readers who checked part one of this story as a favorite. It means a lot to me. Thank you also to the people who commented with kind words and/or constructive feedback. I'm still learning the ropes of writing erotic literature but I hope you like the stories that I am trying to develop.
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That Friday was a very busy one for Rachel. Eight months earlier, her wedding consultant business snagged a very big client. The daughter of one of their state senators. This was a huge deal from the get go and it meant a tremendous amount of money for Rachel. She didn't miss a single detail. So she was up very early and out of the house before Jim had even awoke for the day. She kissed him on the cheek before she walked out of the house and told him she'd be home late tonight. The wedding was scheduled for 6 p.m. and it was an hour away. Jim barely heard a word she'd said as he rolled over in bed and fell back to sleep.
Around ten a.m. Ashley pulled into the driveway from school. She'd left after her first class. She told a tiny little lie to her next professor. She told him that her little brother was sick and she was going home to tend to him because both of her parents worked. Obviously, this wasn't true. Kyle and Dylan were both fine and at school at that moment. Ashley also knew that her mother, Rachel, wasn't going to be home pretty much all day. She'd been talking about this wedding for months on end and how much money it meant. Ashley really didn't care either way. She had been giddy all week. They had just gotten back from a family vacation in Oahu a week earlier and something beyond Ashley's wildest dream had come to pass during that time and since. And that reason was why she had told a lie to come home early.
She opened the front door and walked in the house. Closing the door behind her, she turned the alarm on. She came into the kitchen thinking her dad might be in there, but he wasn't. She actually looked all over the first floor and didn't see any sign of him, not even in his office. She went upstairs and noticed that her parent's bedroom door was cracked open. She peeked in the door and smiled to herself. Her dad was still sleeping. He never slept in this late. He must be really tired.
It had been three days since she and Jim slept together for the first time. They actually did it twice that day and Ashley couldn't stop thinking about it. She walked into her bedroom and quickly got out of her clothes. She let her hair down and then surveyed herself in the mirror. She knew her body looked awesome and even more importantly, she knew it drove her dad mad with desire. She gave a quick smile in the mirror and then naked walked down the hall, into her parent's room. She eased herself into the bed on her mother's side. Her dad was laying on his stomach with one leg cocked out to his side. She couldn't get as close to him as she wanted to because of his leg. She lifted the cover slightly to see that Jim was wearing boxer briefs. She lay there watching him as he slept. She felt quite brazen laying in her parent's bed. She didn't know if her dad had had sex with her mom since last with her. She hoped not.
Jim began to stir and his leg bumped against Ashley which caused him to open his eyes. He wasn't expecting Rachel to still be in bed. He thought he remembered her saying something about being home late. When he opened his eyes he saw that it wasn't Rachel at all, it was Ashley. He also noticed she wasn't wearing anything. He closed his eyes as his mind thought, what a wonderful sight to wake up to. He opened them again and reached his hand out for Ashley's, "Good morning sweetheart. Why aren't you at school?"
Ashley nudged his leg over, and he moved it for her. She snuggled in close to him, "I wanted to be with you today."
Jim pulled her in close to him, her back to his front. Nestling his face in her neck he said, "Oh you did, did you?"
Ashley turned herself around to face him and then kissed him squarely on the mouth. Jim felt his body beginning to react to Ashley's closeness. It was early, but he wanted her again. He'd been thinking about really nothing else since Tuesday. But he told himself, he had to be patient. He kissed her gently on her mouth as he sat up in bed and said, "C'mon and take a bath with your old man."
Ashley quickly got up out of the bed and followed him into her parent's bathroom. They had a large shower as well as a spacious garden tub. Jim turned the water on in the tub, got it just the right temperature and then pulled the plug up. Ashley dashed to her room and quickly returned with a bottle of bubble bath which she began to pour very liberally under the running water.
Jim rolled his eyes as he said, "Bubbles? Really?"
Ashley came up close to him and wrapped her arms up around his neck. Kissing him again she smiled and said, "Yes, bubbles."
"Hmph," Jim grumbled, "Well then, I have to bring something to the table too." He quickly disappeared from the bathroom and Ashley heard him go downstairs. When he returned he was holding a bottle of wine and not one, but two wineglasses. Ashley's eyes widened in surprise.
"Do you mean it? Are you for real?"
"I wouldn't have brought two glasses if I wasn't," Jim said as he set them down on the bathroom counter. He reached over and turned the water off. He then opened the wine bottle and poured each glass half full. He set the glasses on the side of the tub. He motioned his hand for Ashley to get in, "After you my lady," he said bowing slightly.
Ashley was taken aback by how romantic her father was. She stepped into the warm bubble bath and Jim followed behind her. He sat down and Ashley sat down beside him. He reached over and handed her a wine glass as he took his own. Ashley smiled but didn't sip it just yet. She set it on the side of the tub beside her. Reaching over she kissed Jim on the cheek.
Ashley wasn't sure what she and Jim had going on and she was too afraid to ask. She was afraid that his moral sense would overtake him and he'd regret everything they'd done. She didn't want that. She liked that he wanted her. She liked that her body pleased him.
Jim noticed how quiet Ashley was, "Where's your mind at sweetheart?"
Ashley smiled quickly not revealing where it actually was. "It was on you."
Jim cocked his eyebrow, "Is that so? Well, what would you say if I told you I had an idea?"