She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13 - Sex Stories

She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13

... impression that she was more curious than scheming. Like, I don’t know, I kind of expected sly glances from her or catty double-entendres about, ‘staying up playing with something else’. But there was nothing. Odd. Dad passed me the bowl of biscuits. “So, gang, I was thinking…how about we have the Hannigans over on Christmas and we can open all of our gifts together?” Aaaaaaand boom, pit of guilt drops into my stomach. I tell Kayla what happened, then any chance of that happening can be kissed goodbye. Hell, if Kayla told her dad…okay, I don’t think she would do that. Not out of spite anyway. But if he figures out I did something to upset his daughter… “You sure about that, dad?” Alan asked, oatmeal dribbling out of the side of his mouth, “What happened to the closed family Christmas?” “Wipe your mouth,” mom said, tossing a napkin at him. “Okay, I’ll rephrase,” dad said, “How about we ask them over for Christmas morning? For presents and stuff.” “And the meal, of course,” mom said with a smile. “Of course,” dad nodded, “What do you think?” Alan shrugged. “Okay. Cool.” “Fine by me,” mom replied. Dad looked at me. “Jack? Why haven’t you shouted, ‘yes!’ yet?” “Huh?” I’d still been thinking about how what I had done would fuck over the whole Christmas thing. I mean, I’m not so dim as to think that my relationship with Kayla was the only reason our families were so close but it was a big part. And it wouldn’t be a lot of fun opening presents on Christmas morning in awkward ...

... silence while I got dirty looks from her parents. “Kayla? Here on Christmas? I mean, I know you see each other every day but…come on. Enthusiasm. Get your hands up.” He reached over and tugged my arm up by the cuff of my shirt. “Girlfriend over on Christmas!” “Yeah, absolutely,” I said with as much enthusiasm as my horrified insides would allow, “Awesome!” He didn’t seem convinced quite yet but was more or less satisfied. “And you,” he said, pointing to Tara, “Your thoughts?” She smiled. “I love the idea.” That was a better response. It was a good idea. Whether or not it would actually happen was another thing entirely. Amanda clapped her hands together. “Well, I don’t know what’s up with these two, but I think it’s great, dad,” she said happily, smiling at him, “Jack, you’re gonna go see Kayla before you go to work, right?” I looked at her. Where was she going with this? “Yes,” I replied, trying not to hesitate too long. “Well, you can ask her,” she said, “After you talk about other stuff.” She gave the last two words just the barest inflection. I blinked. Did she…did she actually want me to tell Kayla? “Uhh…sure,” I said, flicking my eyes up at the clock, “Probably should go now.” “Oh no,” dad said, putting a hand on my shoulder and keeping me in place, “Eat.” He pointed at my untouched food. “I’m not really that hungry.” “Okay,” he said, shrugging, “Honey, get the crowbar.” “What are you going to do with a crowbar?” mom asked, rolling her eyes. “Yank open his mouth and cram it ...