I was awakened by a kiss on the lips. I hadn’t opened my eyes but I knew that it was Mom. I knew the contours of her lips and her taste. My morning woody was tenting my bedding. She pressed her lips to mine again and I opened my eyes. She pulled back and said, “Wake up. Your father is getting ready for work and you’re riding with him.” She turned on the light on my night stand. When my vision cleared, I noticed dried cum in her cleavage. She hadn’t made any effort to keep her robe shut. I sat up and swung my feet to the floor as Mom stood up and retreated to the door.
I pulled on a clean pair of boxer shorts and found the bathroom door was shut, so I knocked and Dad said, “Come.” I smiled to myself at his use of that word. I pushed the door open and walked in. He was wearing his robe and shaving at the sink. I turned on the shower and quickly stripped off my shorts and stepped in thinking, ‘I just got out of here.’ Dad finished up while I was still in the shower and then I shaved and readied for the day. I wasn’t looking forward to today. I had no idea what I’d be doing for a job and I had a little anxiety. I don’t think Dad knew what my job would be either. At least I wouldn’t be working in his division.
I dressed in my suit as Dad had suggested. He always dressed in a suit for work. The sun was up but just barely. Mom came out of the kitchen with a bowl of scrambled eggs and a platter of toast and bacon as I came down the stairs. Dad was already seated at the table sipping a cup of coffee. As I slipped into my chair, Mom said, “Don’t expect this everyday but I wanted to give you a good breakfast on your first day.” From that statement, I concluded that Mom didn’t usually make a full breakfast for Dad before he went to work. She returned to the kitchen and came back with a cup of coffee for herself and me.
There was no conversation at the breakfast table like there was at the dinner table last night. That was fine with me. I was barely awake and I attacked the cup of coffee while Dad shoveled eggs onto his plate. Mom didn’t have a plate in front of her and when I pushed the bowl of eggs her way, she just waved them away. I dumped what Dad didn’t take in my plate. Mom had her elbows on the table sipping coffee. Her hair hadn’t been fixed yet and I smiled when I saw a dollop of dried cum in her hair above her left ear. I couldn’t help but wonder if it was mine or Dad’s.
It was a whirlwind of a day, meeting with every manager from top to bottom. The higher-ups just wanted to introduce themselves. The lower level managers wanted to know what I wanted to do with my life. I didn’t say so, but it wasn’t working there.
I met Dad at the end of the day and we drove home in silence. I was exhausted and couldn’t wait to get out of that suit and into comfier attire. The twins were already home and they were firing questions at me left and right about my first day. After they graduated on Friday, they would have a few weeks off before they started their internship there too. They had pleaded for the entire summer off before they started college in the fall. Dad wasn’t going for that and Mom didn’t even try to intercede on their behalf. Dad’s theory was that us kids had to pay for half of our education and he’d cover the other half. That way we would be invested in our own education and not just party and flunk-out.