I awoke the next morning to an unusual feeling….. someone was cuddling me.
AND I was on one side of the bed instead sleeping in the middle.
I looked over at Lola who seemed to be in a happy state as she slept next me cuddling into me.
She still had a shit eating grin on her face even as she slept.
Guess last night was everything she hoped for after almost 20 years of fantasizing what would it have been like she finally got her answer.
Granted after the first time, and my spies had left, we went again this time mainly doggy.
And then one last time before we eventually retired as sleep took us.
I had pumped enough of my frustration into her that I felt like I could go awhile before I needed pussy again.
I decided to move and finally get out of bed as Lola rolled away from me and started to go under the covers.
I got out of bed and slipped on the only thing I could find…..my loose pajama bottoms and put on my slipper’s.
Then I left my room to get some elixir of the gods in the form of coffee….and maybe some food.
I walked from my room to the kitchen not really expecting much seeing it was well after where *at least* half the house was gone.
The definite stragglers were Mackenzie and Savanna….and maybe Nicole. Two of which were more than likely in bed sleeping and the other *might* be up.
I walked in the kitchen to see the disaster that usually associate’s from my daughter’s cooking first thing in the morning….used cooking pans, pots, and utensil’s right where they left them and dirty plates just sitting in the sink.
*Usually*, mainly on the weekends, they pick up after themselves keeping the kitchen clean. On weekday’s like this either of the straggler’s will clean up the mess as part of their chore’s.
But times like this I wished I had an on call fucking maid.
I tried to ignore the disaster that is the kitchen a little irritated I had missed out on dinner last night and breakfast this morning but I was kind of busy making freshly made cream pies. Just happy the oven I pumped my cream pies into was both medically and birth controlled making the user unable to bake my cream pie.
I made my way over to the coffee mess to find the only coffee left was pot coffee and not press coffee.
Looks like the press coffee wasn’t made this morning which meant only one thing….Nicole was home.
I sighed and looked at the grinder to find any reminisce of ground coffee was used for the maker’s. So I did the only logical thing….I started grinding coffee.
I started the water pot to start heating water while I ground coffee freshly from whole beans.
Just as the water pot started to boil the water I pulled the pot. Poured the grounds into the press and poured the scalding water on top to sit for a few moment’s until I pressed it.
Within seconds the kitchen smelled of fresh coffee brewing which was enough to wake Nicole as she came out of her room scratching her stomach as she shuffled into the kitchen.
She yawned as she kept her eyes closed, “Hey old man.”
I looked over at my daughter, “I’m only old to you. I still look like I could be your brother.”
Nicole pretended to make gagging noises before recovering and finally making her way into the kitchen. She made her way to the press where the coffee was still seeping.
She looked at the press noticing that I hadn’t pressed…yet, “How long has this been brewing?”
I looked at the time and shrugged, “Maybe a couple of minutes.”
I decided that now was the best time as any with a viable ride, “Say after we have coffee would you mind driving me and a ‘*friend*’ to the country club before you do anything today?”
Nicole didn’t turn to face me as she looked down at the coffee still brewing but spoke, “Would this ‘*friend*’ be the one in your room still asleep that you fucked all night long last night?”
I raised my eyebrow at Nicole and was about to ask the question when she added, “Your ‘*friend*’ wasn’t exactly quiet last night.”
With that Nicole pressed the plunger in the pot to start separating the coffee from the grounds until the grounds forcibly sat at the bottom while the rest above the strainer was the coffee.
She grabbed a mug and poured herself a cup before walking away and stopping as she was walking back to her room.
She stopped, “Give me thirty minutes and I’ll be ready to take you and your *friend* to the club.”
Well that was weird but I suddenly remembered the video surveillance.
I spoke, “Oh Nicole.”
She stopped but didn’t turn to face me.
I spoke, “Make sure you tell your sister’s I have important news I need to share tonight.”
She didn’t turn but spoke, “Is this ‘important news’ because of your *friend* or something else?”
I smiled but spoke, “Something else.”
Nicole thought for a moment but nodded, “Fine. Thirty minutes.”
I nodded, “Right.”
I walked over to the coffee mess, grabbed two mugs, and poured the rest of the press into both before returning to my bedroom where Lola was still sound sleep.
The moment I walked into the room the coffee was enough to stir Lola out of her slumber.
Lola grumbled, “What time is it?”
I looked at the time and said, “A little after 9am.”
That got Lola’s attention as she hissed and sitting up quickly, “Shhhhiitttt!”
She frantically shot out of bed and looked around for her clothes, “I’m going to be **SO** late.”
I raised my eyebrow, “Late for what?”
Lola grabbed her stockings and immediately started to put them on, “My first client at the club.”
She looked at me, “I need….”
I held out the coffee, “Relax I have a ride to get us to the club.”
She looked at the mug before smiling as I added, “But don’t let me stop you getting dressed hurriedly. Our ride will be ready in about 15 minutes and I need to get ready myself.” I set the coffee for Lola on the end table, “I’ll be in the bathroom.”
Then I walked into the bathroom so I could get ready.
Twenty minutes later Lola and I were getting a ride from Nicole as she took us to the country club while we sat.
Nicole broke the ice, “So you’re Lola?”
Lola looked at Nicole from the back seat, “That’s right.”
Nicole spoke, “So you were our nanny?”
Lola nodded, “Yep.”
Nicole looked over at me, “And you fucked our nanny?”
I coughed and shrugged, “She isn’t your nanny now.”
Nicole mused though she looked pissed like she was jealous.
She was wearing her sunglasses so I couldn’t see if her eyes were changing colors but her attitude made it very clear Nicole was jealous for some odd reason.
Nicole looked at her rear view mirror to look at Lola sitting in the back but returned her attention to the road making the air very awkward.
Before we got to the country club Lola leaned forward and whispered, “Is she jealous?”
I looked at Lola and shrugged but remained quiet as it wasn’t a good idea to ask Nicole at this moment. It was easier to let Nicole go through her little emotion and come back to it later.
Like I said she was my no bull shit girl.
We finally pulled up to the country club as Nicole dropped us off near my car and spoke flatly towards us, “Here we are.”
I got out as Lola got out. I leaned down and spoke to Nicole, “Don’t forget tonight and tell the others.”
Nicole grumbled, “Yeah yeah.”
And she peeled off.
I stood there looking at Nicole’s quickly moving vehicle.
Lola spoke, “Yeah she’s jealous.”
I looked at Lola, “More like surprised probably. Give her some time to digest and she’ll come around.”
Just then we heard a female yell, “WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?”
Lola muttered, “Uh oh.”
I raised my eyebrow at Lola as she said, “Let me do the talking.”
I turned to see a young version of Lola stomp up to Lola, “Where have YOU been?”
Lola spoke calmly, “Relax Maxine I meant to call.”
Maxine, who Lola told me was 19, stood about Lola’s height of 5’3″. Definitely had Lola’s red hair though a couple of shades darker making it look almost brown but in the right light the red showed. She had Lola’s blue eyes. She definitely mimicked Lola’s body style and was just more petite. And unlike Lola, and probably because of her father, had a much larger chest. But for the most part it was easy to see she was Lola’s daughter as she favored more Lola on facial features than whoever her father was.
Maxine now stood in front of Lola, “Yeah right. You ALWAYS do this.”
She looked at me, “You her NEW client?”
She sneered at me, “Was SHE fun? Did you enjoy it?”
She looked at her mom, “And HOW MUCH did you get from this sucker?”
Tears started to form on her face, “Well I hope the wad of cash was enough to be away from your daughter….AGAIN!”
Lola spoke softly, “Relax Maxie baby. I didn’t mean to make you worry.”
She yelled at Lola, “WORRIED!!! No when YOU disappear for hours on end I WORRY that you’ll never come back. But you ALWAYS come back or TELL me WHY you won’t be home. But THIS time you didn’t.”
Lola looked at me and mouthed ‘*sorry*’. She looked at her daughter, “I’m so sorry baby. I meant to call but we kind of got busy catching up yesterday.”
Maxine was obviously fuming at her mom as she looked between me and Lola. She spoke, “Is that what you’re calling it now? ‘Catching up a with guy’ who is younger than you mom?”
Lola actually chuckled at that, making her daughter look at her confused before Lola spoke, “This is Max Frons honey. The man I told you about.”
Maxine looked from her mom to me, “YOU’RE Max Frons?”
I smiled and held out my hand, “Pleasure to meet you.”
She looked at me then at my hand before she addressed Lola, “Are you sure it’s not his son?”
She looked at me, “No Offense.”
Then she looked at her mom, “But he doesn’t look like the man **you** told me about.”
She looked at me again, “Once again no offense.”
Lola smiled, “I can assure you he **IS** Max Frons.”
I scoffed, “Though I would love to have a son.”
Maxine spoke, “Wait didn’t you tell me he had ONLY daughter’s?”
I nodded, “Yep.”
She looked at me squinting, “So you’re Max Frons?”
I nodded, “Yep.”
Maxine rolled her eyes and looked at Lola, “Right mom. You’re just telling me that so I won’t be so mad that you got another *john*.”
Lola shook her head, “I can assure you he is Max Frons.”
Maxine scoffed, “Anyways.” She tossed a bag at her mother, “Unless you want to be fired you better get dressed.”
Lola looked at the time and her eyes got wide, “**SHIT**!” She looked at her daughter, “We’ll talk later baby and I’ll make this up to you.”
Maxine quickly spoke, “Uh huh mom whatever.”
Lola looked at me, “I’ll call you later.”
I nodded, “Sure.”
Lola was about to run off but instead moved in quickly grabbed me by the back of my head kissed me fully on the lips for a moment before breaking away, “I had a good time. Can I call?”
I blinked shocked at the affection but still managed to grunt, “Sure.”
She smiled and ran off.
Maxine who had watched the entire thing just looked at me.
After the initial shock of that, I looked at Maxine, “Sorry about keeping your mom away from you.”
She looked at me and sighed, “You’re not the first and you’ll probably won’t be the last.”
I nodded, “Sure she told me about her past.”
She looked at me and squinted, “So you’re ok with her *lifestyle*? Though you just paid her?”
I shrugged, “Hey I get it. You have to do what you have to do.”
I looked at Maxine straight face, “Though I didn’t pay her.”
Maxine looked at me not believing me, “Really?”
I nodded and was about to go to my car. I looked at Maxine, “And it was great meeting you Maxine though I wished it was under different circumstances.”
And I walked off towards my car. Then an idea hit me as I turned and walked back to Maxine. As soon as I approached her I spoke, “How about you and your mom come Friday night?”
She looked at me hesitantly as she folded her arms, “Really?”
I smiled, “Yes. That way YOU can get to know me. You’ll meet my girl’s it’s our weekly game night. And you can see *why* your mom missed out on calling you **if** half of what she told me about you is true.”
I looked down at my watch, “Yikes would you look at the time. I got errands to run. Once again it was a pleasure to meet you Maxine.”
This time she actually took my hand as I extended it. I smiled and bolted off to my car.
I had errands to run before tonight so I can make a believable lie.
Before I left I saw Maxine looking at me confused as she was probably wondering if I truly was *Max Frons*.
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