“I really should get back home,” I said, my voice muffled by Scott’s body.
“You can stay. I’d like for you to stay.”
“No. You have to work in the morning. I should go,” I said, standing to gather the pieces of my bikini.
He tossed me the t-shirt that was draped on the arm of the sofa and I put it on to cover my naked form.
“I’ll walk you back to your place,” he murmured quietly. I just nodded.
He guided me through his patio door and across to my dad’s house.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then?” he asked at the door to my house. “Maybe I can take you to dinner before class?”
“I’d like that. Text me about a time?”
“Sure, baby,” he lifted my chin and kissed me softly before letting me go.
“Good night, Scott,” I said, turning to open the door and go in.
“Good night, gorgeous girl.”
***
I am not ashamed to admit that Scott and I basically fucked and sucked our way through the whole summer. I can’t say with any amount of certainty that my dad was unaware of it, but I think we did a good job of hiding our illicit activities from him. Dad nearly did catch us the one time we fucked in my bedroom and Scott fell asleep and we had an accidental sleepover. Not to mention the time Scott decided to eat me out on his dining room table in clear view of dad’s backyard. Luckily dad didn’t recognize it was me, but boy did I hear about it. Dad was none too pleased at Scott’s antics. We had some other close calls, but none of them really matter now. They don’t matter because I am graduating this afternoon.
Scott and I have continued to see each other since I returned to school. He’s come to see me at least once a month. I’ve shown him my favorite campus spots and taken him to football and basketball games. He likes to whisk me away to the big city, sometimes to see bands in dive bars and sometimes to get dressed up for the orchestra or to go to a theater. We always have a great time. We’ve been exclusive with each other since the beginning, but we made it official when I returned to school in the fall. We are dating and he is my boyfriend. Today I invited him to my graduation dinner that my mom and step-dad are hosting.
After the pomp and circumstance of the graduation ceremony, I met my friends and family in the private room of a local restaurant. I’d been there for nearly a half hour, sipping some wine, when Scott showed up. He came over to me, a huge smile on his face, and hugged me before planting a truly erotic kiss on my mouth.
“Scott!” I laughed, “What are you doing?”
“No need to hide any more, right baby?”
“It’s not like daddy doesn’t know we’re together. I’m pretty sure it was clear to him when I brought you with me for Christmas with mom and Dan.”
“True, but old habits die hard,” he said, going in for another kiss.
I giggled, delighted, although I noticed my dad glowering from across the room. But that could be just from being in close proximity to my mom and step-dad. Scott and I shared another kiss and soon I was introducing him around to my extended family. Eventually my mom called us all over to the long table where we would eat our celebratory dinner. We enjoyed a lovely meal and after everyone ordered dessert, Scott stood and asked for everyone’s attention.