Date: Fri, 20 Jun 2008 17:52:14 GMT From: "user459@netzero.net" Subject: Adult/Youth - Rest Stop 22 I didn't go straight home after I dropped Kyle off at school. I had too much on my mind; the situation between me and Kyle, my relationship with Jamie, the new revelation of what happened between Kyle and Kelley, my relationship with Lynn, and how all these things fit together into my complicated life. Couple these things with this new project that I was funding with no sponsor. What the hell was I thinking? How did I get so far into this? I stopped at my favorite out of the way diner and sat in a booth by myself. I ordered a coffee and an English muffin and stared out into space. Actually, it was the parking lot, but it might as well have been Uranus or Neptune or Jupiter. I don't even remember the waitress bringing my coffee. I think the smell brought me back to earth. I sipped it slowly and nibbled at my English muffin. I zoned out like there was no tomorrow. I needed this. The waitress refilled my coffee and I zoned out some more. When my coffee was finished I got up, paid the bill and left. I decided, while I was on one of those planets, that I was just going to let this thing play out. No amount of anxiety or worry or guilt is going to help or hinder the future, so I'm just going to ride it out. I felt a burden lifted from my shoulders and felt I could now go home and get some work done. After all, I still had paying clients to satisfy. I parked in the garage and went into the house to my office. I retraced my steps to where I was before the soccer camp and all this distraction took place. It wasn't too hard to pick up where I left off. Before long I was making calls and re-establishing myself in the world of what I do for a living. I have to admit it felt good to get into the rhythm again. By 3:00 in the afternoon I had not only picked up the pace, but had actually finished a contract and the billing for a project that wasn't really due for two weeks from now. I put the FedEx envelope containing the finished project and the bill outside the garage in the usual pick up place. I rewarded myself with an iced tea and a cookie. It wasn't long before Lynn and Kelley were home and the house was in full swing. Kelley changed and was doing her homework and Lynn was bustling around getting supper prepared. I sat and watched the news and took it all in. Ah, everything's back to normal! Or was it? I felt like something was missing. I had a vague longing for a closeness I was not feeling just then. Even when Kelley had bounded into the house and hugged and kissed me, I felt a vacuum of sorts. "When is Kyle coming over again, Daddy?" Kelley asked. Her question seemed to answer my own. "He has a game Saturday and may come over after that," I said. "Do you think that would be a good time to ask his mother over for dinner?" Lynn asked. "I don't see why not," I answered, "Let's plan on having a barbeque." "I'll call her after supper," she said. "Oh, Goody!" said Kelley. I couldn't help but read a little something into that remark. I didn't dare bring that up to Lynn. I couldn't see her being very understanding of Kelley and Kyle going at it under our noses. I also didn't want to risk getting Kyle banned from our house. I was already missing having him around. We went our separate ways after we ate. Kelley went upstairs to finish her homework, Lynn stayed in the kitchen to clean up, and I went to my office. I signed on to the computer and sent a quick email to both Kyle and Jamie and then opened a file from a new client and reviewed their request. Theirs was a project very similar to one I had completed last year, so I pulled the old file and began updating and editing the data. This one should be a piece of cake, I thought. My email reminder went off and I saw that Kyle had responded to my email. I opened it and saw: "Hi Mike, Mom says she gat a call from Lynn to go to your house for supper Saturday. I will come home with you after the game and she will come later, OK? I talked to Jamie, too. He sent the package." I responded: "Great, we'll have a good time. I'll see you at practice Friday, too. Maybe I'll have Jamie's model done by then." Another email alert went off, this time from Jamie: "Hi Mike I heard Kyle coming over wish I could too! You should get my package tomorrow, can't wait to see yours. Jamie." I responded: "Jamie, Can you come to the game Saturday? You could stay with Kyle or us and I'd bring you back Sunday. Let me know. Mike." I sent a cc: to Kyle. I fooled around with the new client's file for a bit and then my IM messenger alert went off. I clicked on it and saw Jamie's face on the monitor: "You really mean it, Mike? I can come and stay over?" he asked excitedly. "It all depends on your Mom," I said, "Will she drive you or maybe let you take the bus?" "I haven't asked her yet," he said, "I was too excited and wanted to talk to you." "Talk to her and let me know," I said. "Maybe you could have to come on Friday so you would be in time for the Saturday game at 10:30." "OK, I'll ask her and get back to you," he said and quickly signed off and was gone. I got an email from Kyle: "Wow, that sounds like a great plan! But we don't have room for Jamie here at my place; can we both stay there with you?" "Fine with me, let me break this to Lynn and you talk to your mom and we'll settle it tomorrow, Goodnight." I responded. I signed off the computer and shut it down for the evening. I was ready to chill out for a while with my family. I settled into my favorite spot on the couch and was pounced on by Kelley. She settled in close by my side and we watched some mindless drivel on the TV. Lynn came in and sat on the other side of the couch. "I talked to Kyle's mom and she gladly accepted my invitation to dinner Saturday. She's going to send a change of clothes and stuff with Kyle so he can shower and change here after the game. I saw Kelley's eyes light up at the mention of his name. "That's great!" I responded. "Would you mind if one of the boys from the soccer camp came for the game?" "Is that the boy you and Kyle were talking to on the computer the other night?" Lynn asked. "Yes, it's Jamie," I answered. "He lives an hour or so away, but he's going to see if he can either get his mother to drive him or take a bus. The only thing is that he may have to come in on Friday night and I'll drive him home on Sunday. He'll have to stay here Friday and Saturday nights. Is that all right with you guys?" "It's OK with me!" Kelley beamed. She relished having company, especially two boys. "Sure, that's fine," Lynn said, "The more the merrier, only you better to be prepared to do some grocery shopping and cooking!" "I can handle that," I said. We watched some more TV and then Lynn took Kelley upstairs to put her to bed. It's not that she was a baby that needed to be "put" to bed, but they had their nightly alone together time and girly rituals to perform, I guess. I was kind of out of the loop on that girly stuff. When I figured they were finished and both of them were in bed, I turned off the TV and headed up there myself. I stopped at Kelley's room and gave her a goodnight kiss. "I'm excited that Kyle and Jamie are coming!" she said. "Are they both staying over?" "I think they will both stay over on Saturday night so Kyle can ride with me to take Jamie home on Sunday," I responded. I could see the excitement in her eyes. "Kelley, can we talk about something?" "Sure Daddy," she said. "What do you want to talk about?" "Can we talk about what you and Kyle did?" I asked. She went stiff as a board and her jaw dropped. Then her bottom lip started to quiver and tears formed in her eyes. "I'm sorry, Daddy, I didn't mean to," she blubbered. "It was my fault, not Kyle's, I made him show me." I pulled her to me and she snuggled into my chest and sobbed. "It's OK, pumpkin," I said. "I understand and I had a talk with Kyle. I just don't want either of you to get hurt or in trouble. I don't know how your mom would react to this, so I'm keeping it quiet, OK?" "OK Daddy," she sobbed and put her head back on the pillow. "Goodnight, honey." "Goodnight, Daddy." I felt bad for her. I remember the first time I got caught fooling around but I didn't have such an understanding parent. I got my fanny whacked, but good. I also had this movie running in my mind picturing Kelley and Kyle doing what I imagined they were doing. I could imagine their naked bodies and see them intertwined. Oops, major hard on alert! If I think about this too long I'll have a mess to clean up. I shouldn't be thinking of my daughter in that way anyway. I hit the bathroom and took care of my nightly routine and slipped in next to Lynn in bed. She stirred and turned over to face me and leaned in for a kiss. I gave her one; a big one! I leaned back into her and kissed her like we were making out in high school. "Wow, what brought this on!" she said. "Oh, nothing," I answered, "I know I have not been giving you much attention since soccer camp and Kyle being here and the new project. I just missed you." I leaned back in and she gave me the same kind of kiss. While she was doing that, my hand went up to her chest and caressed her boobs. She always had nice ones, even in high school. That was my big thrill of the week back then; getting a handful of tit. We went together since junior year of high school but never got much beyond that until we graduated. It was a different time then. "Mmmhh," she said as I tweaked her nipple and bent down to swipe across it with my tongue. As I sucked on her nipple my hand went lower into the tangle of hair at her crotch. I remembered the first time I actually got far enough to feel her pubic hair. It was on a ski trip with her church group and we found enough time to get alone. A hot make out session progressed to both of us having our hands in each other's pants. I caressed her down there and found the target I was searching for. I decided I was going to give her the maximum pleasure I could. It was not going to be one of those hop on, blow a load, and hop off maneuvers this time. She was wriggling and writhing and moaning under my ministrations and I hadn't felt her get this wet in a long time. "Oh, oh, Mike!" she cried, and pushed her pelvis up against my hand. "Right there. That's it!" I stroked her little nubbin with my finger tip and she tensed up and broke loose. I hoped that Kelley would hear her as she moaned and groaned. When she was done with her orgasm she relaxed back onto the bed and grabbed me by the pecker. She pulled me into position and guided me into her warm and wet channel. I was more than ready. Between thinking about Kyle and Kelley and reminiscing about our early sex life, I was ready to go. I bottomed out and began a log slow fuck. I wanted to last as long as I could and perhaps give her another cum. I stroked so that I had maximum contact with her clitoris. I kept up the long strokes as long as I could, but I couldn't stop the buildup of intensity in my own balls. I felt Lynn picking up the pace as she fucked back into me, so I went for it. It took about a dozen more strokes until we both let loose at the same time. I got lost in the feeling of my cum spurting out into her and she seemed lost in the feelings she was having, too. Finally the motions stopped and we quieted down and my spent pecker slid out of her moist pussy. We lay back on the bed catching our breath. "Man, that was nice!" she said. "Maybe you should go away to soccer camp more often." "Yeah, it was good for me, too." I said. "It kind of reminded me of when we were young, didn't it?" she asked. "Exactly what I was thinking," I said.