Dad Doesn’t Stand A Chance: Part 4

Please read Parts 1 & 2 & 3 for a better understanding of this chapter. Names have been changed.

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When Thomas arrived, Ben was freshly woken and all three of us were cleaning up the backyard. He seemed surprised to see Tom but was welcoming, but Ashley thought it dreadful knowing that Tom would suspect her from the get-go, especially because she was still wearing her underwear. He was pleasant but I knew he definitely was not happy to see her at the house. I don’t think he even suspected that she and Ben were involved, but more thought that she and I had started what she and he enjoyed for years now. I guess he thought I was too young to get into that sort of thing, or maybe that she would spill the beans about him if she and I got close, either way, he wanted her out and that’s exactly what I needed him to do.

Dinner went over smoothly enough and he told Ben that he would take her home when they were finished. However, Ben having other ideas himself, promised that he would take her home, and that Tom should relax since he had just got to the house. They both “insisted” for a while until they compromised that both Tom and Ashley would stay the night at the house and she would leave tomorrow since her “parents might be missing her too much by now.” She was disappointed by Ben’s concession but I was overjoyed. I hadn’t figured out how I was going to get him to give in to me, but in order to fuck me, he really needed to get his dick out of her.

In order to break the awkward tension in the house, we all went to the movies that night and by the time we got back, everyone headed to bed and their respective rooms for the first time in a while. Tom’s room remained as it was when he left it months ago, give or take a couple shirts and he settled in nicely, enjoying some television after his shower. It had been a long time since I shared a bathroom with anyone and I noticed the difference in the smells immediately. Not bad smells per se, just different and the bathroom was much, much warmer. He always overdid the hot water. The bathroom separated our two rooms and it was weird seeing his side of the door locked that night as I usually liked to freely roam between rooms.

Ben came in to say good night and he joked quietly about how we were all going to have a dull night.