10. Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten

Kit

"Do you think I should cut my curls?" Kit asked me as we slid into bed.

"If I have anything to say about it the answer is a firm hell no. I love those curls. Winding them around my fingers, holding on tight…" Daddy's less than pure thoughts got the best of him. I didn't miss the wood he sprouted under the sheet.

"Yeah, I know where you're going with this. It's just sometimes they get in the way and when it's hot and I sweat they stick to me. But I'd miss them too if I cut them. Just got me thinking with you setting your appointment for tomorrow at Sheer Bliss for your hair and beard trim, I wondered if it was time to do the same, grow out of the baby curls."

"Well, it's your hair so it's ultimately your choice, but the baby curls are a favorite of mine and my vote is that they stay." Nate rolled over and started nibbling beneath my ear. "This is also a favorite of mine," his lips trailed across my collarbone, "this is a favorite of mine. Oh, and these perky little nubs are a favorite of mine." His teeth tugged at my nipples. Just as the scene heated, a horn honked out front. Sounded like a bus horn.

Nate rolled over and groaned. "Looks like my parents are here. I'd like to give them a commemorative speech for being cock blocks."

"Come on, Daddy." The thought of finally meeting his parents face to face got me excited. "It's not like we don't have the rest of our lives to fool around. I want to meet my future in-laws."

"All right, put some clothes on ‘cause I wouldn't put it past my mother to come barreling in here and not give two shits if we were naked." I hopped out of bed and dressed so fast I swear the friction created sparks. Our naked asses were one thing I did not want to share with his family nor mine. We made it to the front door right as his parents burst in.

"Made it in the nick of time," Nate winked at me. Jelly Belly was going nuts trying to hop, but not doing so well with it. Poor old girl.

"There are my boys," Joanne said as she came straight for me and gave me a hug. "Oh my God, you're even more adorable in person. Look at these curls." She squeezed my hair. "We're going to have so much fun together. There's my son."

"Yes, nice of you to remember me, Mom. You know, the one that you spent sixteen hours in labor with. Hi, I'm over here." Nate waved wildly, really playing it up. His mom rolled her eyes and then pulled him in for a hug.

"Goodness, I have to say hi to my favorite little princess." Joanne bent down to give Jelly Belly some love while Nate and his dad hugged.

"Kit, it's wonderful to finally meet you." I went for a handshake, but Nathan hugged me instead. He was just as big as Nate only where Nate's hair was dark, his dad was all salt and pepper. He was the spitting image of his father and was going to be sexy as hell as we aged. There was just something about a man who did gray well.

"You guys must have drunk a lot of milk when you were growing up." Nate's dad grinned. It was either milk or there was something in the water around here. I had never seen so many tall people in all my life.

"The Cloverdale gene pool is a grand one," Nathan replied. I guess Granddad was Nathaniel, Nate's dad was Nathan, and my Daddy was Nate. Unless he was in trouble, then he got full-named which was awesome.

"You guys must be tired," Daddy said to them. "It's way past your bedtime."

Joanne swatted his arm. "Oh, hush, Mr. Smarty Pants. It's late, but I couldn't wait another second to meet my new son." Joanne preened and put her arm around my shoulder. I was already half in love with this woman just from our many phone and text chats, and now meeting her in person strengthened it.

"It's too dark to try and mess with the RV hookups, and I'm too tired. We parked in the driveway. Figure we could sleep in your guest room tonight," Nate's dad told him.

"Absolutely," I cut in before Daddy said something naughty. "Do you have any bags to bring in or anything we can help you with?" I was pleased with myself for having put sheets on that bed and cleaning the room earlier in the week.

"Nathan will run out and grab the bag that we need for tonight. Hope it doesn't get too rowdy out there with the guests. Looks like you guys are packed," Joanne said as she made herself at home in the kitchen. "Do you boys want anything to eat or a cup of tea?"

"I'm good," Daddy and I said at the same time.

"So far, they haven't been too bad. Most we've had was a hint of a scuffle, but I shut it down." I was so proud of Daddy for the way he handled that. Had it escalated I'd have called Clay right away. I knew better than to get between two grown men throwing fists.

"This is the chainsaw thingy group," I pointed out. Daddy laughed at my choice of words. "What? I forgot what it's called."

"Chainsaw competition. We've been packed and the summer visitors roll in as these guys head out," Daddy added.

"I think we need to hire at least one, if not two bussers for the summer. Nate, what do you think?" I wasn't about to call him Daddy in front of his parents. They probably wouldn't understand the unique dynamic we'd created.

"That's probably not a bad idea, son," Nathan agreed. "Your mother and I are here now, and we can help out, too."

"I'll try but will likely be busy bending Kit's ear on wedding plans." Nate groaned at his mother's words. "Boy, don't you groan at your mother. This is my only son's wedding. "

Nathan smiled. "Maybe you ought to see if a couple of the local kids would be willing to earn some cash over summer break."

"I'll put an ad up on the bulletin board over at the post office and a bug in Merle's ear with. We all know he's as good as any megaphone." Daddy was right, that man got the word out quicker than an email.

"Ain't no truer words been said, son. Speaking of Mr. Busy Body, I take it he'll be in at the bar tomorrow. I'd like to visit with him for a bit." According to what Daddy had told me, Merle and his wife had been lifelong friends with his grandparents. Guess Merle was the last of their tight-knit group still alive.

"He's always standing right outside the door when I unlock it at ten a.m. I don't know why tomorrow would be any different."

Daddy and Nathan got caught up while I helped Joanne get settled in their room. I grabbed a couple fresh towels and set them in the hall bathroom for them. "You should be good to go for tonight," I told her. It was getting late, and I was worn out. They likely were too after all the driving they'd done.

"Good morning, sweet boy." I woke to Daddy's hard length trailing down my backside, along the crack, then it slid between my thighs.

"Somebody's up this morning, aren't they?" I teased, pressing my ass against him. He glided back and forth, the head tickling the hair beneath my balls.

"Yes, it's been forever. I can't believe how busy this last week has been. It's not like us to go this long between orgasms. I'm not happy with this new schedule." Daddy's pout was adorable, though I couldn't see his face.

I nearly gigged then remembered we weren't alone. "I know, Daddy. I'm sorry, we've just been so tired." On the bright side, I hadn't slept this well in a long time. As soon as my head hit the pillow each night I was out.

"Are you too tired now?" Daddy nudged my balls with his dick again. Smooth glides of a lubed cock. He put some thought into this before I woke and prepped himself for it.

"Gosh, I just don't know. I'm not totally awake." I mock yawned and he bit my shoulder. "That's not fair, that's cheating." Daddy knew that was a hot spot for me but denying I wasn't equally as horny would've been foolish.

"God, I really want to be buried balls deep in you, but I smell food cooking, so I know they're up." Daddy reached around and fisted my cock, stroking as he humped my thighs. "This won't take long. "

"Ungh." Words escaped me as we both raced for the finish that would only take a few pumps to get to.

"Come on, boy," Daddy whispered in my ear. His hot breath ghosted across the bare skin. He stroked harder, faster, pumping just as hard between my legs. The friction was insane.

"Faster, Daddy, faster," I chanted. It took all I had not to move and let him control everything. It was like being taken, but in the best way. Not being in charge, sitting back and enjoying the literal ride from Daddy. The more I envisioned what was happening, the hotter it got and the closer I was to the fucking edge.

Daddy stilled, his come hit my balls and dribbled down my thigh. That was enough to shoot me right over the crest. I did my best to keep quiet but there was no getting away from releasing that last, well, I guess you'd call it a howl.

Daddy chuckled. "So much for being quiet. I'm sure we'll get some comments from the peanut gallery when we reach the kitchen." Daddy hopped up and smacked my butt. "Come on, let's shower."

The way this man made me feel. In my wildest dreams I couldn't imagine having, let alone receiving this much love. Trusting another implicitly. Honestly, I truly believed our souls sought one another, I could feel Nate that deeply. He had the ability to unravel me from the inside out and put me right back together. Every time we made love, it was like the first time all over again. That anticipation, the desire to crawl inside someone you just can't get enough of. The way his hands mapped out every inch of my flesh. Being in love was the ultimate high.

More than anything, I loved knowing he owned me. Although we both knew if push came to shove, I was the one in charge.

Ha-ha, don't kid yourself, Kit.

Even in my mind that was funny to say.

We managed to keep our hands off each other in the shower to get washed quickly. We didn't think we'd taken long, but as soon as we got to the kitchen, the snide looks from Joanne and Nathan made it seem otherwise.

"Good morning, boys," Joanne said. "Thought you were gonna miss breakfast for a minute there." Nathan laughed.

When Nate and I had been married for nearly forty years, I hoped we were still just as in love and enamored with each other as Nathan and Joanne were. They enjoyed each other's company and the way they looked at each other said it all. I'd heard stories of couples afraid to hit retirement age because they had nothing in common but their kids. These two, Joanne and Nathan, seemed to have friendship as well as a solid marriage and I envied them.

Nathan was sitting at the table, thumbing through the newspaper, cup of coffee in front of him. "I hope you boys saved some of your energy. I think the bar is gonna be packed today, given most of the people out in the RV lot are already up and at it."

Was it possible to curl into a ball and disappear? ‘Cause right now I'd dive into the nearest hole and hide.

I glanced up at Daddy and he shook his head. "Yeah, Dad, I think we can't handle it. Been doing just fine." He and I both knew what his dad was really hinting at, they heard us. Never realized just how spoiled I was with it only being me, Daddy, and Jelly Belly here all the time. Gift horse and all that, it was nice to wake up to an orgasm and breakfast waiting. Said he whose Daddy spoiled him every morning with a hot meal.

"What can we help you with, Mom?" Daddy asked her.

"Why don't you pull down the plates and fix yours and Kit's, and Kit, why don't you grab a couple of mugs and doll up y'all's coffee the way you like it?"

"Will do, Joanne." Keeping busy was the best way to avoid further embarrassment .

"Just out of curiosity, Kit," she turned to me. "We've been talking for months so what will it take for you to call me mom? That formal piece of signed paper?"

I swear you could have heard ice melt and when I glanced up from our cups, all eyes were on me. "Uh-uh, no?" I stuttered.

"Well then the next time you address me, I expected it to be as Mom. I know I'm not your mother, but I'm your mother-in-law to be and it's time to start practicing that." She tsked and went back to cooking.

"Yes, ma'am." What did one say to that? Nothing, if they were smart.

Why did I feel like I just got scolded by a schoolteacher?

"Were you by any chance a teacher before you retired? Jo-err, mom?"

Both the Nates laughed so hard they could hardly breathe.

"Why yes I was, Kit. What made you ask?"

"Nothing…just curious." A giggle nearly escaped but I managed to subdue it.

But Daddy knew better, Nathan likely did, too. I guess once a schoolteacher, always a schoolteacher. That commanding tone of voice never went away.

After breakfast, Daddy and I tried to help her clean up, but she shooed us out. "Go open the bar and get to work." Not wishing to get on her bad side, we called for Belle and headed out. As soon as we opened the front door, a line of bodies filed through. A couple were carrying on a conversation with Merle. I swear that man could make friends in a cardboard box.

"Morning, Merle," Daddy greeted him as he walked in. I ran back to heat up the fryer and cooktop. For a fleeting moment I wondered if before our next busy season, we should consider a breakfast menu. Then I cursed myself in the same breath for even thinking of adding more work for us. Some things were better kept to yourself and that was one of them.

Vonda and Stevie were due to come in around noon. Daddy and I would only be alone for a couple of hours and then they would be here until seven. We tried to only use them three or four nights a week and maybe with Joanne and Nathan here the other days it wouldn't be so bad. I'd have to wait and see what they could handle first, though. Overloading your retired in-laws could cause all sorts of problems and I wasn't about to let that happen.

At lunch time, Nathan and Joanne showed up and sat with Merle. They hugged and got caught up and shed some tears. Talking about the past was never easy, especially when it involved those who had left this earth. Daddy said not to charge them for lunch and after they'd finished eating, Joanne started bussing tables while Nathan and Merle continued to chat. Vonda was taking nonstop orders and I played runner to keep the flow going. Poor Stevie had the stovetop covered in hamburgers and both fryers loaded with fries. It was a steady stream of food and now I understood why our last order was so huge.

"We need to get you another AC unit back here, don't we?" The kitchen was hot and Stevie kept wiping sweat off her forehead.

"That would be great, even if Nate just put a little window unit in over there that would help." She was too kind to say how she truly felt but I knew she and Vonda appreciated the extra money they got working here. I'd definitely talk to Daddy about ordering a window unit from Hudson at Nuts and Bolts.

"I'll put a bug in the boss's ear for you." I winked at her, and she threw her head back and cackled.

"Sweetheart," Daddy wrapped his arm around me. No clue what time it was, I'd lost all track today. "I hate to say this, but I think with as busy as we are, we have to take our meals in shifts, which I'm not happy with because I like eating them with you."

"It's okay, Daddy, I totally understand. You wanna go first? "

"No, my love. That wouldn't make me much of a Daddy. I need to ensure my boy eats. Go on into the kitchen and have Stevie whip you up something before she leaves. Then when you come back, I'll go. Mom and Dad are headed over to Blue Star Diner to have dinner with Merle."

"Okay," I stood on my tip toes and gave him a kiss. "Oh, Daddy, can you talk to Hudson and order a window AC unit for the kitchen? Poor Stevie is melting in there."

"Great idea. Such a sweet boy. I'll call him now."

I wandered back to the kitchen and chatted with Stevie as I ate. Daddy must've been hungry since he brought up food so I finished as fast as I could so he could take his turn. By the time we got home, Joanne and Nathan were already in bed and as soon as we did, we were out.