“Ok, give me your number and I’ll give you a text when she’s ready” Tom told him, pulling out his phone.
He created a contact for the teen and slid his phone back into his pocket.
“You want me to dress up or some shit?” Mike asked as Tom began to walk back towards his house.
“Just wear whatever” Tom yelled back as he stepped onto his own driveway and walked up the pathway steps. “I’ll see you in a bit!”
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Beth pulled into the driveway. She was returning from the gym and had just finished a heavy leg day. She felt the burn as she stepped out of her car and began walking towards the house. It was a good burn.
Tom was sitting in the chair as Beth entered the house.
“It’s set honey!” Tom shouted as she walked into the room.
“What’s set?” she asked.
“Your date” he smiled.
“We’re really doing this?” she asked him, tossing her gym bag on the floor. “I don’t want you to hate me for this later.”
“I’m fine with it” he told her. “How much time do you need to get ready.”
“Jeez…” Beth answered with a sarcastic tone. “Are we in a rush?”
“I just think that this can really help honey. I only want things back to the way they were” Tom said. “The sooner the better, right?”
“Well I’m a sweaty mess night now” she said as she grabbed a handful of her soaked tank top and held it out to prove it. “I don’t know, 30 minutes?”
“Sounds good” Tom answered, turning back to the TV.
“Am I supposed to dress up?” Beth turned to ask before heading up the stairs to shower.
“Just wear whatever” she heard as she began climbing the steps.
“Good” Beth moaned to herself. “It’s way too hot to look pretty.”
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“I’ll be ready in 2 minutes!” Beth shouted down from her room.
Tom pulled his phone out and texted Mike to come over. 20 seconds later he heard the front door open.
“I still think that you’re fucking with me Mr. M” the boy said as he plopped down on the couch. He was wearing basketball shorts and a t-shirt. He kicked his flip-flops off as he sprawled back into the soft cushion.
“You better be ready” Tom told the boy. “This is a one time thing. You mess this up and there are no second chances.”
Mike rubbed his hands together with a big grin on his face. Both men turned to look as they heard foot steps on the stairs.
Beth jogged down the stairs in a pink tank top and little black running shorts. She was wearing her usual around the house attire as she looked over to see the two of them in front of the TV.
“Oh hi Mike!” Beth smiled as she walked over to the boy. “I haven’t seen you in a while. What’s going on?”
“I don’t know…” the boy grinned. “You tell me Mrs. M”
Beth was confused. She looked over at her husband who held his hand out towards the boy and sheepishly smiled.
“No…. Tom!” Beth shouted.
“What?” Tom groaned.
“A kid Tom? Not to mention the Neighbor’s kid! Are you out of your mind?” she angrily asked him.
“Who are you calling a kid?” Mike asked. He seemed insulted by the idea.
Beth turned to the boy who was sitting on the couch. She looked at his chiseled face and large bulging biceps… he definitely wasn’t a kid.