We had moved on from my cruel joke that I obviously took too far as I had nearly dug my ass half way to china in terms of getting in trouble with my daughter’s….mainly Nicole.
Na digging was the wrong term…..more like screwing in a hole in the ground then sticking a stick of dynamite, lighting it, and running. The resulting hole would be more of an apt description of how far I dug.
Might have dug far enough to where Nicole might be pissed at me…..surprised she didn’t strangle my ass after what I pulled.
But I was able to finish off my numbering system though I originally thought I was one short from all the pairs of undies that was draped over my head until Abby had admitted a nice little secret of being a commando girl.
Then somehow with everything that happened Maxine decided to start drinking….which if Lola was right I might come to regret.
So we finally switched after all that to trivia….AND….I….WAS…..KILLING…..IT!!!!
What?
It’s not my fault the trivia questions were from **my** era.
Nicole of course had stopped drinking as all the pulls she took had finally hit her system as she was slurring her words when she tried to answer a question….or read a question when it was her turn to read.
The girl’s gave up on trivia after it seemed like I was king thesaurus as it seemed most of the questions were a blast from the past.
So we switched to Pictionary.
That’s where I failed horribly as the girl’s seemed to have this secret language when it came to drawing that all looked like squiggly lines to me as they all blurted out the correct answer at every turn and laughing at me for not knowing this time.
There was even a *You don’t know shit old man* though it was slurred heavily from Nicole as she paraded around laughing and giggling.
I just rolled my eyes thinking you can’t win them all.
Besides, we were supposed to have fun. And were finally having fun.
While it was true the girl’s did have fun teasing me and embarrassing the shit out of me when they all draped with enough fabric to where I can possibly make my own comforter out of their panties…..if the comforter was meant for a small dog due to the lack of material used to cover each girl’s nether region.
Well most nether regions as one particular person was ‘*cough*’ commando ‘*cough*’, meaning they didn’t wear panties or underwear of any kind.
I got the last laugh by numbering the pairs of unmentionables.
Might still be a good idea to call the number’s later if they keep up their shit.
Though I knew I would have to lock my door just so Maxine doesn’t fulfill Lola’s warning.
Granted Maxine is gorgeous….and being a younger version of Lola it was really *really* tempting to do something about it but I wanted to be faithful or at least loyal to Lola. So that meant Maxine was off the table in terms of gracing my bed.
Though the floor could be a viable substitute.
I shook my head.
No.
Maxine would have to remain untouched….by me.
We were about to switch from Pictionary to Rapid Fire before the first to crash was one of Mackenzie’s friends who was liberally taking pulls from one of the bottles….not too sure which one.
And by crash I mean barely making it to the sink in the kitchen and introducing herself to the sink that her name resembled ‘*Ralph*’.
Which in turn made Nicole dash to the closest receptacle being the trash can and echoing the correct pronunciation of ‘*Ralph*.
That officially ended the night.
Apparently there’s a lot of R’s in ‘*ralph*’ as each one clearly took their time to enunciate the R before the rush of fluid came out of them at a high rate.
Then came the dual smells forcing us to dash to our corners of the house as fast as possible for us ‘weak stomach’ individuals….including myself. While the strong stomached individual’s would help their comrades in nursing the rest of the night.
I made a mad rush to my room holding the bowl closely to my chest so a certain sick individual doesn’t ruin my prize.
I dashed because I was well passed taking care of sick, at least alcohol sick, individuals and I sure as fuck wasn’t sticking around to see who would help either person.
I thought I had dashed alone but when I slammed the door and turned to make sure I was safe there stood Maxine…..crap.
*Just play it cool Max, don’t freak out and be strong*
I mimicked a relieved sigh as I wiped my brow as I exclaimed, “That was close.”
Maxine lightly chuckled, “Right I thought I was gonna hurl right with them.”
I looked at her, “If you hurl the toilet is that way,” as I pointed to my master bath that I had upgraded shortly after my divorce from Stacey, turning it into the ultimate man’s bathroom. Well not **right** after but shortly after.
Though I had already upgraded the bath but kept the same girly theme to appease Stacey. After the divorce I was forced to redecorate and upgrade certain items getting rid of the girly theme.
Maxine looked in the direction of the bathroom and smiled at me wickedly, “That’s the bath huh?”
I squinted at her, “Yes…”
She did that stupid pose that most girl’s thinks is sexy where the pivot over to one leg while to other soft of lifts off as they tangle their finger in their hair.
Yes it is stupid….get over it.
She also tried to talk sexy but the alcohol was showing as she slightly slurred her words, “I’v al’ays been a s’cker for a good b’throom.”
She walked into the bathroom with a little extra *sway* as she slowly made her way into the bathroom to only stop and look over her shoulder making sure I watched before smiling and going into the bathroom.
Ok YES I did watch but can you blame me?
After she disappeared I shook my head and reminded myself not to do anything before making my way over to my end cabinet and opened the side where I normally hide everyone’s keys until the morning.
I opened the drawer and there sat my container….an empty cigar box.
I reached into the bowl and separated the ‘keys’ with the undies as I tossed the ‘keys’ into the box and simply left the garments on the bed for me to figure out what to do next.
I heard Maxine exclaim from the bathroom, “Oh my gosh Max this is gorgeous!!!”
I smiled and spoke out loud, “Glad you like it.”
Maxine exclaimed again, “This is larger than both our bathrooms at home!”
I slightly chuckled to myself.
She spoke, “Does this work?”
I raised my eyebrow and walked into the bathroom to see what she was talking about.
I walked in and asked, “Does what work?”
I saw Maxine pointing to the polished big porcelain tub. I looked at her and smiled, “Sure it works,” I scratched my head, “at least I think it works.”
She chuckled at me, “You think? I don’t even see the faucets.”
I pointed up to show there were three holes in the ceiling directly above the tub.
Maxine looked up and I could see her eyes got wide as I continued, “One is for cold, one is for hot and the other is for warm.”
She kept looking up, “How do you turn it on?”
I pointed to the screen on the wall that was next to the tub, “From there.”
Maxine looked and saw that I was pointing to the digital screen. She quickly leaned over to play with the screen as she input the desired water temperature before turning it on.
At first nothing happened as she looked at me with a confident smile, “Looks like you’re wrong.”
I smiled and simply waited as I was keeping an eye on the digital display as Maxine didn’t pay attention to the lower number as it slowly rose to the number that was above it as it read much larger than the number below.
When the numbers matched the holes above the tub slightly hissed for a second before water started pouring into the tub.
Maxine blinked and looked at me wide eyed, “Oh my,” her voice rose a few octaves as she got to the last part, “GOD!!!” And followed the exclamation with a high pitched squeal causing me to want to turn into a dog and bark for trying to break my eardrums.
Instead I just turned and walked away a few steps as I rubbed my ears making sure blood wasn’t coming out.
Maxine spoke, “Can I try it?”
I muttered, “Sure.” As I tried to confirm if blood was indeed coming out of my ears.
That was enough of an invitation as Maxine started to unbutton her dress before letting it fall to the ground letting her big, definitely bigger than Lola’s, tits spill out. The only thing she had underneath was some skimpy looking underwear.
Naturally my eyes bulged at the display before I turned around. I took a step as I called behind me, “Well enjoy your bath.”
Maxine was too overjoyed to pay me any mind as she turned and walked to the bath testing the water with her hand.
I stupidly decided to take one last look before leaving the bathroom and closing the door for Maxine when I noticed something peculiar…as I took one last look at Maxine, of her backside of course, I noticed the ‘strange’ underwear didn’t go down to attach to the fabric covering her front. It just simply wrapped around her waist and that’s it.
Strange.
I shrugged and closed the door obviously too old for whatever fashion that Maxine was into. Hell if I didn’t know any better it looked like something Mackenzie or Savanna would wear…..though I wouldn’t be surprised if something like that hid in their drawers somewhere.
I moved to my bed and decided to move the undergarments elsewhere for the time being though the idea to actually call out a few was very very tempting.
No, instead I pulled out my phone, after moving the garments, and decided to text Lola letting her know Maxine would be staying the night after drinking.
This should be fun.
I pulled up Lola’s contact and started texting.
*Me: Hey just to let you know Maxine will be staying the night*
I waited and waited but nothing.
I looked at the time seeing that it read a little after 9pm.
If I remember correctly Lola did say she had a ‘client’ at 8pm but she didn’t specify when she would be done.
I decided to add to the text the ‘why’.
*Me: it’s nothing bad but Maxine had some to drink. Don’t worry she’s not **drunk** so i don’t think she will do what you warned me about. just that she had enough to where I would feel bad if anything happened. so I will have her sleep here….not with me of course. just here in the house. I’ll have her text you later letting you know as well. feel free to text or call when youre free*
I decided to kill some time while I waited for Maxine to be done with the bath so I can find a place for her to sleep as far away from me as possible…..like the memory foam bag in my man cave before it gets taken over by someone, so I turned on my TV and began watching a show.
While I sat there I felt like something was constricting me but couldn’t exactly understand why.
At first I ignored it while I sat and relaxed while the TV show did it’s thing….it entertained me.
The longer I sat the more constricted I felt.
Then I remembered that I had my counter measures still on so nothing would pop up. Looking around seemed like the right time to remove said countermeasures.
I stood and pulled my sweats down to around my knees before I addressed the bandage tightly wrapped around my pelvic region.
I got the bandage off and let it fall to the floor.
There, that was a huge relief as I sighed out loudly as I felt blood rushing back into my lower area.
I pulled my equally constricting briefs down letting them meet my sweats as my dick in it’s cover freely hung.
I pulled the sock off and breathed an equal sigh of relief not really paying attention to anything.
Though I should have.
As I stood there with my dick freely hanging and my sweats and briefs wrapped around just above my knees the door to my bathroom opened and out stepped Maxine.
She stood in the doorway with a towel wrapped around her covering herself up. She took one look at me in all my glory as she licked her lips and spoke, “Mom’s right, that does look yummy.”
*Uh oh*
She continued licking her lips hungrily looking at my hanging friend as she reached up to tug at her towel before letting it fall to the floor exposing her irresistible teenage body.
I have a *problem*.
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