“No promises, but I’ll try.”
“Thanks. I’ll try to make it up to you during the week.”
The way of making it up to me that came to mind involved her lying naked on her back with her legs wide open.
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My summer with Nicole and Owen flew by. Now that it was almost fall, I had some preparations to make. I was raised to take my civic responsibilities seriously and in Wisconsin, there was no higher civic responsibility than rooting for the Green Bay Packers. I was a firm believer in that rooting was far more effective in front of a big screen TV.
Go in debt to pay the rent when my roommate snuck out on me? Hell no! They weren’t close to evicting me. Go in debt to immerse myself in Packers’ games? Where’s the closest Best Buy?
I scored the TV in time to watch the first Wisconsin Badgers football game. It was a challenge to get the TV set up so that Owen couldn’t get to the wires or pull the set over. I tried to have Owen watch the game with me, but he wasn’t interested. I decided to give him a few months to become a football fan.
After Labor Day, Nicole and I started college and our schedules changed drastically. We both left the apartment around 9:30. I stayed at school all day, studying and tutoring when I wasn’t in classes. I got home around 7:30. I would play with Owen for an hour until his bedtime. I resumed studying while Nicole put Owen to bed. Once he was down, she would join me in studying and I would help her with her homework if she needed help.
Nicole got up around seven each morning to feed Owen. I slept in until eight and when I got up, Nicole would go work out. That meant no more views of her tits for me. I stayed up an hour later than Nicole. I spent some of that time playing computer games on my laptop. I spent the rest of the time jacking off while watching porn.
Tutoring was a much better job than waiting tables. The people I helped were so grateful when I helped them understand a concept that had been eluding them. My co-workers were fun and upbeat. The one time I got an idiot who thought it was my job to do his homework for him, my manager supported me by telling him to not come back until he had a better attitude about the services we offered.
Nicole had been slowly taking over the domestic side of my life and was now in full charge. She did all the grocery shopping, though I paid for my share. She made my lunch every day. She usually finished her homework before me and when she did, she would bake me cookies or brownies. I had a schedule of household chores to do, but she did most of the stuff around the apartment. She kept track of my assignments and made sure I was making good progress on my schoolwork.
Friday and Saturday nights were hilarious but exhausting watching Owen and little Jacob. Both of them would pull up on the furniture and cruise along it. For non-walkers, they could get around amazingly fast. They were always doing something new and/or funny. We were always beat when Jacob would finally collapse around nine. Jenny – the mom who watched Owen during the week – would pick Jacob up at ten.