All of us were standing in the doorway, laughing. I couldn’t remember the last time I had so much fun.
Luckily for Dean, no one was about, but I bet there were a couple of people looking out their windows by now.
“What do you think, Jeremy, my man?” Jimmy looked down at him.
“I think he looks silly and funny.” Jeremy giggled again and Jimmy held his hand out for a high-five. It was nice to see Jeremy so happy. He needed people like this around him. I couldn’t help but appreciate what I had at that moment.
Dean suddenly stopped running around. “Is that enough?”
I smiled. Could I be that evil? “Yes. I think you’ve told enough people who Superman really is by now.”
Maybe not.
Dean walked past me and shook his head. He had this gleam in his eye. The sort of gleam that spoke of promises ahead. If that didn’t make me wet…
Dean ran upstairs and within a couple of minutes, joined us back at the table, minus the underpants.
“That was so much fun!” Tara shouted. “I can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard.”
I looked at her. “You’re next. Who do you pick?”
Tara swallowed her mouthful of salad and pointed a finger at Jimmy. “Truth or dare?”
Jimmy cocked a challenging eyebrow. “Dare.”
Tara smiled and wiggled in her seat. “You know, Jeremy, Jimmy told me something a few days ago. Do you know he can do acrobatics?” Jeremy shook his head with a smile. “Well, this is our chance to see him in action.” She turned to Jimmy. “I dare you to do a back-flip into the pool?”
Jimmy shrugged and made his way over to it. He stood on the edge, his back to the water, and pushed himself up high. He spun once, then landed with a splash.
Jeremy shot up out of his seat and started clapping wildly. We all laughed and clapped along with him.
Dean nodded towards Jimmy as he got out of the pool. “Wow, that was impressive.”
Jimmy shook the water out of his hair, flicking it in Jeremy’s direction as he giggled. “Thanks, man. It was how I used to enjoy keeping fit when I was younger.” Jimmy took his seat next to Tara. “I suppose it’s me next?” Dean nodded and Jimmy looked at Tara. “Truth or dare?”
Tara smiled. “Truth.”
Jimmy smirked. “What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve done in public?”
Tara looked at me for a moment and raised her eyebrow. I laughed. “Erm, I would have to say it was when I was about ten and I really liked this boy in class named Jake. We would sometimes smile at one another and say hi, but it never went beyond that. Then, one day, I heard rumors that he was going to ask me out. I was so excited that I was bouncing around all day. Then, when it came time to go home, I quickly ran to the toilets before going to my locker. I was in such a rush, I didn’t realize that not only was my dress tucked into my pantyhose, the toilet paper was trailing behind me, as well. Jake came up to me and I was standing there, waiting, when people started laughing and pointing. When I looked to see what they were pointing at, I nearly died. I grabbed that toilet paper, yanked out my dress, and ran home crying.” She shook her head, smiling. I bet she didn’t think it was so funny then.
“That sounds awful.” I gave Tara a sympathetic smile, but Jeremy started laughing. “Jeremy, stop laughing. It’s not funny.” I gave him a look and he dipped his head with a smile.
“What happened after? Did this Jake boy never ask you out?” Dean looked at Tara and we all turned our heads to her.
“Oh, he asked me out. I didn’t think he would, but he did the very next day.” Tara nodded her head triumphantly and we laughed. “I guess he couldn’t resist a bit of toilet paper sticking out from my hiney.” Tara laughed and Jeremy started giggling again.
“Okay, Jeremy. You’re next.” I looked over the table at him and he looked off into the distance.
Suddenly, he turned to Dean. “I pick Dean. Truth or dare?”
Dean shook his head with a smile. “Well, I’m certainly not picking dare again, so I’ll go with truth.”
Jeremy’s head nodded in one swift motion. “Do you love my mommy?”
The air suddenly went thick as silence surrounded us. Everything went so quiet, all you could hear was the faint breeze rustling the leaves.
Stunned, Dean looked over at me before looking back at Jeremy. “Yes, I do love your mummy.” He looked at me. “I love your mum more than she will ever know.”
Chapter 12
Dean
Understanding and tenderness would arise among us
No matter how bad things got,
And we found redemption in the very places
We hurt the most.
Lin Jenson
The rest of the afternoon into the evening went really well. In fact, the whole day had to be one of my favorites. But, then again, any time spent with Tyler was my favorite. We sat around, ate until we were full, then talked about stuff we did when we were little. I also learned a lot of stuff about Jimmy I didn’t know, like how he was a boy scout when he was little, and that he was the lead singer in a band called The Ravens when he was seventeen. This lead to Tara begging him to sing for us. Eventually, he caved and sang a song called “Losing You”. It was one of the band’s songs and was actually pretty good—not that I’d ever fucking tell him that.
Later on in the evening, Jimmy and I played with Jeremy in the pool some more. He loved being thrown all over the place, but I was conscious not to do it too much because I didn’t want him getting sick. It was rather hard not to do anything he asked for, though. I wanted to give him as much as I could. I had missed so much of his life, so any moment now was precious. It helped that he had one of the most awesome personalities for a boy his age. I just wanted to be around him all the time because he made me feel happy. Right now, I was the proudest dad in the world, but also the saddest because he didn’t know any of this. I hadn’t been there for him. If I had, I would have seen his first steps, heard his first words, felt overjoyed the first time he called me daddy. I would give anything to not have had that taken from me. But how could I be angry at that? I didn’t have the right to be. Not after what I did.
At around eight, Jeremy passed out on the sofa. Jimmy and I must have exhausted him with all that splashing in the pool. Tyler went to pick him up, but I offered and she smiled. I think she knew I needed these moments. I needed all these times I never got to carry my son to bed. And it was the best feeling in the world. My father was right about cherishing moments. You just never knew when it might be your last.
After tucking him in, I kissed his forehead and stared at him for a while before making my way downstairs. Jimmy and Tara stayed for a couple more hours whilst we lay outside and talked. Tara was on one lounge chair with Jimmy, and I was on the other with Tyler. It was nice because I got to snuggle up with her and smell her hair. On more than one occasion, I got hard, but I had to quench my desire for her. It didn’t help that she practically paraded around in her bikini all day. Did she not know just how goddamned sexy she was?
Once Jimmy and Tara left, I was standing in the kitchen, not knowing what to do with myself. When I looked at Tyler, every part of me screamed to take her in my arms. I wanted to hold her, ravish her, please her, but I didn’t want to come on too strong. I didn’t want to put any pressure on her when Jeremy was just upstairs. It was the most frustrating experience of my life.
Tyler stood at the breakfast island, fidgeting as she looked at me. She bit her lip and my dick instantly twitched in my shorts. We were both dressed now, but a part of me wished we weren’t. A part of me just wanted to rip that dress off her body. I wouldn’t do it, though, because she looked too beautiful in her long red maxi dress. It made the color of her eyes stand out more.
The silence stretched on as our staring got a little heated. My dick was throbbing by now, which wasn’t a good thing in shorts. Of course, Tyler noticed and looked down before licking her lips.
That was it for me. I co
uldn’t hold back. Running towards her, I grabbed her in my arms and attacked her mouth. I wanted to bury myself in her in whatever way I could. My mouth, my tongue, my fingers, my cock… I just wanted to lose myself in her. Tyler moaned and I couldn’t help pushing my cock into her groin. I needed her so much, it hurt.
Breathless, I pulled away, my logic trying to take over. “Tyler, we can’t. What about Jeremy? What if he wakes up?”
Tyler groaned and pulled at my neck to deepen our kiss. I was lost again, almost to the breaking point. If she pushed any further, I’d cave.
“In the bathroom.”
“What?” I asked, breathlessly.
“In the bathroom, Dean. Take me into the bathroom.” I started to protest, but she stopped me. “So help me, Dean, if you don’t take me into that bathroom and fuck my brains out, I’m gonna kill you. You got that?”
Fuck me, that was hot. Tyler was always sexy no matter what, but when she was angry? Shit, I nearly came in my pants.
So I complied. I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to the downstairs bathroom. “On the sink,” she demanded. I rested her gorgeous ass on the sink’s edge as I snuggled myself inside her open legs. I kissed her and she hungrily kissed me back.
Pulling away, she growled, “No foreplay, Dean. I want you to fuck me now. Hard.”
I groaned. “Tyler, keep that up and I won’t be able to fuck at all. I’m close to shooting my load now.” She had no idea what she did to me.
“Just. Do. It.”
I growled into her mouth as I pulled my shorts down and pushed up Tyler’s dress. She wasn’t wearing any panties, so I pushed my finger between her folds and felt her warmth. She was so fucking wet for me.
“Dean…,” she breathed when I placed my finger over her clit. As I circled her little nub, Tyler shuddered and let out a little cry. “Dean, I want your cock inside me. Now!”
I didn’t waste any time. I positioned my cock at her entrance and thrust forward with ease. I felt Tyler tighten around me and I had to take a moment to adjust.
“Grab me, Dean. Squeeze my ass.”
If I wasn’t so shocked, I’d laugh. “Tyler, what the fuck?” I had forgotten just how fucking kinky my little witch was.
So I didn’t disappoint. I rammed myself into her time and time again…harder, faster, rougher. Tyler bit into my shoulder, no doubt trying to stifle her screams as I lost myself inside her. She felt so fucking good that I wanted to slow it down a little, but if my Tyler wanted it rough and fast, then I was going to give her fucking rough and fast.
I grabbed her hips with both hands and used them to thrust harder. Tyler’s face frowned in beautiful agony. It was hard not to stare at that face as it was so damn sexy, but I knew if I did much longer, I’d blow.
“Dean!” she cried, as I grabbed her hair and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Tyler whimpered loudly and I felt her tighten around my cock. Thank fuck she was coming because I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.
Tyler pulled me to her and bit into my neck as I thrust my cock inside her one last time before I came.
For a while, we stayed there, rising on our highs as we both tried to steady our breathing. Once I knew we couldn’t stay there much longer, I pulled out of her and bent down to pull my shorts up. When I put my hand out to Tyler to help her down, a creak sounded in the wall and I just managed to grab Tyler before the sink came crashing down.
Water went spraying everywhere. Tyler squealed and I rushed to open the bathroom door. “Where are your tools?”
Tyler pointed towards the bottom of the kitchen sink and I went rushing over to grab a spanner wrench. I ran back and turned the water off as soon as I could, but not before soaking the floor and us.
I stood up, looking at Tyler. She started laughing and couldn’t stop. I had to laugh with her. “If we were married, nothing would ever work in this house, do you realize that? We’d never be able to wash, cook, nothing. Not after what you made me do.”
Tyler gasped. “What I made you do?” She looked at me all innocent, like I had hurt her feelings. All I could do was shake my head.
“You don’t think Jeremy heard, do you?”
Tyler looked up towards the stairs. “Normally when he’s as tired as that, nothing wakes him. Why don’t you go check and I’ll mop up the floors. We can take a shower and I’ll dry our clothes.”
Taking a shower with Tyler sounded fucking awesome right now. I nodded and walked up the stairs to Jeremy’s room. I halted at the door, frightened I may wake him. I pushed his door open and peeked in. He was just where I left him, sound asleep. He looked so peaceful, I could watch him for hours. I gently closed the door behind me and walked towards Tyler’s room. I threw my wet clothes on the bathroom floor. Smiling, I couldn’t ignore the little imp inside me.
A couple of minutes later, Tyler came in, her eyes widening at my nakedness. Her gaze soon drifted, landing on the toilet paper.
She rushed towards it and pulled it off. “You fucking little shit! Do you realize you got Jeremy doing this now?”
I started laughing and pulled her towards me. “You’re so sexy when you get angry.”
Tyler pushed me away and went back to put the toilet paper on her way. “Don’t push it, Dean.” She looked at me with that raised sexy eyebrow of hers and turned the shower on. She then pulled her dress off over her head and unclasped her bikini bra. She stood there, completely bare, and all I could do was stare at her. She was too beautiful for words.
“Are you joining me, or are you just going to stand there and stare at me all day?”
I looked into her eyes and smiled. “I think I may do both.”
We got in and had sex once more. This time, it was more intimate. I was able to take my time and Tyler let me. My Rosey needed working up and I knew just how she liked it. I was determined not to disappoint.
After the shower, we dried ourselves off and Tyler slipped into a pair of silky boxer shorts and a t-shirt that read I tried to be normal once. Worst two minutes of my life. I had to chuckle at that. It was true for both of us.
Because I didn’t have anything else to wear, I kept the towel wrapped around my waist. Tyler tried to at least find a t-shirt for me, but couldn’t find anything.
Giving up, we walked downstairs and Tyler loaded all our clothes into the dryer, then she turned and looked at me. “Can I ask you something?”
I sucked in a breath and exhaled “Anything.”
“Will you cuddle with me? You know, like we used to when we were younger?”
I smiled, thinking that there wasn’t anything else I would rather do right now.
She took my hand and led me towards her big sofa. Tyler sprawled out, then I climbed on. She snuggled into my side and buried her head into my chest. The smell of her breezed past my nostrils and I had to close my eyes for a second, wondering if this was all a dream. Surely this couldn’t be real. Surely, after everything that had happened, I wasn’t actually lying here with Tyler in my arms.
I felt her squeeze me a little and my eyes shot back open. No. I wasn’t dreaming. And, right now, I was the happiest fucking man on the planet.
*****
Something was tugging on my arm. My head was fuzzy with sleep, so I didn’t pay much attention to it. I felt it again and my eyes flung open.
Jeremy was staring back at me with a smile. “What are you doing asleep on the sofa? Mommy says you never sleep on the sofa. It’s bad for you.”
I looked down at Tyler and saw she was still asleep, a smile on her face. It made me wonder for a moment if she was dreaming. And, if so, could it possibly be of me?
I motioned with my finger for Jeremy to keep quiet. “We fell asleep, but we didn’t mean to.” I felt strange having to defend myself to my son, but I didn’t want him to be upset by what he saw.
Jeremy leaned in and whispered, “Pancakes.”
“What?” I whispered back.
“I want pancakes. Can you make me pancakes?”
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bsp; I nodded with a wink. “I think I can if you show me the way, grown-up.”
Jeremy giggled a little. As gently as I could, I tried to maneuver Tyler off me. She was snuggled up tight and I hated letting her go, but duty called.
My son wanted pancakes.
When I got my arm out from under her, Tyler moaned a little, but fell back into a nice sleep. I rose from the sofa, only then realizing I still had just a towel wrapped around me and nothing else. I ran into the utility closet and pulled the dryer door open. I pulled out my polo shirt and put it on, along with my shorts.
Once I came out, Jeremy was pointing to the floor of the bathroom with his mouth open wide. “What’s the sink doing on the floor?”
Oh shit.
I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say. My mouth engaged before my brain. “Jimmy went in there last night and he said he had an itchy leg. He sat on the sink so he could scratch it and it collapsed on the floor.” I didn’t know where the fuck that came from, but I rolled with it.
“Big Uncle Jimmy’s naughty.”
“Uncle Jimmy?”
Jeremy nodded and climbed up on the stool to sit down. “He told me that he was like a brother to you, so that makes him my uncle. He’s very big like you.”
I stood there, stunned for a moment. I know Jeremy wouldn’t understand the meaning behind what Jimmy said, but he still shouldn’t have said it. Suddenly, I didn’t feel too bad about blaming Jimmy for the sink.
I decided to change the subject. “So, where’s your pancake mix?”
Jeremy pointed to the cupboards above the dishwasher. “In there. You have to whisk it together with egg and milk. That’s how my mommy does it.”
I nodded and went to work making the pancakes. It all felt surreal. I had quickly fallen into a domestic life, gaining a son within a couple of days and making him pancakes for breakfast.
And I loved every second of it.
As I was getting everything ready, Tyler got up from the couch, looking sexy as hell with her hair all tousled, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. If it wasn’t for Jeremy, she would be on the kitchen sink by now.