Amanda stayed in touch with Nikki after she left for Texas. They still texted and video chatted, but it wasn’t the same for either of them. It was Friday night, and Amanda was having dinner with her friends, Kim and Mark.

“She’s really under your skin,” Kim observed.

“Enough that I toyed with moving to Texas.”

The couple gazed at each other, slightly alarmed.

“And after she graduates and moves to Tennessee? Are you going to follow her then?” This from Mark.

“By then, I hope she will not want to leave me as much as I want to be with her,” Amanda whined.

Mark gave a small smirk. “And I thought freshman angst was bad,” he told his wife. Mark looked at Amanda.

“What if she had another option? Like UF?”

Amanda seized on his remark. “You can swing that?”

Mark shrugged. “If she has a good GPA and will not embarrass me with a degree in basket weaving or some other fluff degree, sure. Depending on her focus, I might get one of that department’s professors to look at her for a letter.”

Amanda stood, circled the table, and shoved her tongue down his throat.

“Hey now, that’s my husband you’re kissing.” Kim smiled.

Amanda came up for breath. “Like we haven’t done a lot more than that.”

The refrain from 'Don’t You Forget About Me' came from Amanda’s phone.

“Speak of the Devil.” Amanda answered the phone and stepped away.

“I have seen no one so in love since I looked in the mirror this morning,” Mark told Kim.

“Aww,” she said. “Saying mushy stuff like that and you might just get laid tonight.”

He drew her hand to his lips and kissed it. “You have given me the happiest six years of my life, my love.”

Amanda came back to the table, a melancholy smile on her face. “She said she is going to A&M tomorrow to see about transferring.”

“Did you mention UF?” Amanda shook her head. “No, she was too excited.”

Kim took Amanda’s hand. “Call her right now and tell her. Tell her she will have at least one letter from faculty, and if her GPA is above what, 3.5?” She glanced at Mark for confirmation, “She’s likely to get in.”

“And she can do most of her first year remote, and when she has to go to Gainesville, she can use my spare bedroom,” Mark added.

Amanda hesitated. Kim picked up Amanda’s phone. It was unlocked, and Kim opened the phone app and dialed Nikki.

“Hey.” Nikki’s voice came through the phone.

“Hi sweetie, this is Mandi’s friend Kim. She forgot to tell you that if you would like to come to the University of Florida, we can get a faculty letter to help with the transfer, and you can do the first year remotely.”

“Really?” Nikki’s voice lowered.

“Really. I know she would love for you to come back, and I would love to meet you.” Kim told her to think about it and said goodbye. She hung up and handed the phone back to Amanda.

“You shouldn’t have done that, Kim.”

“Someone has to look out for your happiness. You have not been in a good place since she left.”

Amanda’s phone chirped.

Nikki: “Why didn’t u tell me?”

Amanda: “Because you want to be in TX.”

Nikki: “Would U like it if I went to school there?”

Amanda: “You know I would.”

Nikki: “Have your friend send me details.”

Kim touched her hand. “Want to sleep with us tonight?”

“Yes, but you know we won’t, and I have an early day tomorrow.” She rose and kissed them both. “Thank you for dinner.” She paused. “Thank you for — everything,” she typed on her phone, and Kim’s phone chimed. “Nikki’s number. Send her what she needs for UF.”

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A week later, Amanda was talking to a clerk in her office. Her phone rang. “Don’t You Forget About Me?”

“Hey, was just thinking about you.” She said to Nikki.

“I know. My ears are burning. What was the restaurant you told me about? The one down in St. Augustine?”

“The Columbia?”

“That’s the one.” The line went dead. Nikki’s voice came from the door of her office. “Thought we might take the rest of the day and eat there tonight.”

Amanda’s phone hit the floor as she rose, speechless. Without a word, they met in a long, deep kiss. Both of them were crying. It took them both a minute to regain their composure. Amanda took Nikki’s hand and threaded through the office to the senior partner’s office. She stuck her head in the open door. “Boss, I have a visitor from out of state. I’m taking the rest of the day,” Amanda called.

“Sure thing, Amanda. Enjoy your day.”

“Where’s your car?”

“Your house. I Ubered.”

Amanda drove past her house and continued up A1A, then turned left and headed west into a housing development. She pulled to the curb in front of a house at the end of a cul-de-sac.

Before they could get out, a young girl burst from the front door screaming, “Auntie Manda!” She was a blur as she leaped into Amanda’s arms. Both were giggling.

Amanda looked at Nikki. “This is Samantha.” The blonde girl turned to look at Nikki.

“Hi,” and then turned shy and buried her face in Amanda’s shoulder.

Amanda put the girl down, and the girl ran back to the house. Amanda took Nikki’s hand and walked to the front door, where Kim leaned against the doorframe. Nikki’s eyes widened as she took in Kim, standing five feet nine inches, a classic hourglass figure enhanced by a thin sleeveless pullover sweater that ended midriff, and tight baby blue shorts. Her long blonde hair was in a messy bun. She hugged and kissed Amanda and hugged Nikki.

“You must be Nikki. I’m so glad you came.” She said.

They went inside, and Kim introduced Mark, her husband, to Nikki.  

“Goodness, you are beautiful,” Mark said. “I look forward to seeing you at UF,” he said, turning to his daughter. “Come on, Squirt, let’s go see what’s at the zoo.” Samantha squealed and ran to the car.

Mark kissed Kim and left the house for the ladies. “Inside? Or pool?” Kim asked.  

“We don’t have suits,” Nikki observed.

“When Sam isn’t here, the house is clothing optional,” Amanda said. With that, she started unbuttoning her blouse.

“Wine or something stronger?” Kim called from the kitchen.

“Wine, please.” Amanda sang back, wandering into the kitchen.

Nikki followed, a little uncomfortable with the casual nudity Amanda was showing around Kim.

“I take it you two are,” Nikki hesitated. “Intimate?”

Amanda almost laughed. “Yes, sweetheart. I have sex with Kim and Mark. So will you if you want to.”

By this time, Kim had stripped completely. Nikki admired the firm, perky 36C breasts and nearly flawless skin. Only a couple of stretch marks and her nipples gave away that she was a mother. Kim moved closer, offering a glass of wine to Amanda and Nikki. They went out to the pool, Kim naked, Amanda in panties, and Nikki still dressed.

Nikki set her glass on the concrete and stripped off her polo.

“Beautiful, honey,” Kim reached out. “May I?”

Nikki nodded, and Kim cupped her tit, marveling at her puffy nipples. Kim bent and brought her lips to Nikki’s. Nikki glanced at Amanda, who was beaming. They kissed tenderly. They sunbathed for a little while, and Amanda, watching Nikki carefully, said,

“Maybe we should take this inside before Nikki burns.”

Kim became the aggressor. She asked Nikki, “Can I make you cum?”

Nikki nodded nervously. The trio ended up in Kim’s bedroom. They laid Nikki on the bed. Kim and Amanda stripped the girl and parted her legs. Amanda lay next to her, alternating kissing Nikki and sucking her nipples.

“Oh!” Nikki cried as Kim licked her tongue deep inside her pussy.

Kim slid 2 fingers into her pussy, pumping them in and out while she swirled her tongue around her swollen clit. Nikki squirmed, rapidly overheating with Kim working her pussy and Amanda pinching, squeezing, and sucking her tits. Nikki cried out incoherently; Kim stopped.

“No!” Nikki cried out in frustration, being so close to the edge.

“Do you like cock?” Kim’s voice was sultry in her ear, followed by her tongue.

Nikki managed a nod. Kim produced a dildo and slid it into the young redhead.

“Yes! Yes!” Nikki cried out, her hips rocking to meet the thrust of the dildo. She bucked her hips and grabbed at the bedspread.

“Holy shit!” Kim exclaimed as Nikki climaxed.

She wasn’t squirting like in porn, but an extraordinary amount of fluid escaped around the dildo. Kim pulled the dildo free and began licking and sucking Nikki’s throbbing pussy. Amanda joined her, and they kissed, sharing Nikki’s essence. They went back to kiss Nikki.

“I love you, Nik,” Amanda whispered in one ear.

“Welcome to the family,” Kim whispered in the other ear, adding a kiss on the cheek.

She looked up at Amanda. “I get it.” Kim bent down and kissed Nikki.

“If you are willing, Mark would love to be with you.”

“Not tonight. I loved this, I really did, but I want to be alone with Mandi.”  

Later, on the drive home, Nikki was staring out the window.

“Was that a test?”

Amanda glanced at her. “It was an introduction. I did not expect Kim to come on that strong.”

Nikki stayed quiet. They pulled into the parking lot of Amanda’s building. Entering the condo, Nikki went to the door leading to the balcony. She touched the glass, remembering. Amanda came up behind her, handing her a glass of Margaritaville Key Lime tequila.

“Sorry, if I had known you were coming, I would have bought that vanilla vodka you like.”

“This is where we first made love.”

“No,” Amanda corrected her. “This is where I fucked you. The first time I made love to you was in the bedroom.”

“Is it all a game?” Nikki asked, eyes brimming.

Amanda turned her around. “Of course not. I love you. If you didn’t believe that, you would be halfway to San Antonio.”

Slowly, she lowered her lips to Nikki’s. The kiss was soft, Amanda’s tongue brushing Nikki’s lips, asking permission. Nikki opened her mouth, and their tongues darted against each other.

They parted, a tear running down Nikki’s face. “I wanted to be with you, not Kim, my first time back.”

“I know, love, I’m sorry. You enjoyed her, though?”

Nikki flushed. “I feel guilty, even though you were there.”

Amanda took her by the hand, and they sat on the sofa.

“Honey, there is such a difference between sex and love. I thought I had told you how I feel about it.”

Nikki sniffled and said, “You love me, but you can’t give up dick.” She stared at Amanda accusingly. “You didn’t mention other women.”

“I told you about one.”

Nikki nodded slowly. “You told me about her. Not this, this GROUP.”

“Fair enough. I wanted to introduce you slowly. I underestimated Kim. She’s been concerned about me the past couple of weeks.”

“About you? Why?” Nikki looked Amanda in the eye.

“I love you.” Amanda sighed. “I never wanted you to go to Texas. I — I withdrew from almost everyone.”

With unexpected aggression, Nikki pushed Amanda back onto the couch. She pinned the older woman to the cushions.

“Do you mean it? Do you love me?”

Amanda stared into those gorgeous grey eyes. “You own my heart.”

The kiss was tender, and neither woman remembered moving to the bedroom. Amanda was on her back, her legs held open by the young redhead. Nikki’s tongue was everywhere, circling Amanda’s clit, probing deep into her cunt, and even swabbing over her ass pucker.

“Nikki, oh my God, don’t stop. Please don’t stoooo.” She never finished as she convulsed in orgasm. Amanda shook as she spasmed, gasping for breath.

Nikki crawled up Amanda’s body and attacked the skin above her collarbone, biting and sucking hard, giving Amanda a large hickey. Amanda cried out at the pain but didn’t push Nikki away.

Nikki sat up, admiring her handiwork. “Now you are mine.”

Amanda rubbed the hickey. “You could have just gotten a T-shirt made.” They both dissolved into laughter.

They held each other for a while, and Amanda broke the silence.

“Are you staying?”

Nikki sat up. “Huh?”

Amanda looked at her. “Was just wondering, considering your bags are still in your car.”

“We can bring them up when we get back from dinner,” Nikki replied.

Amanda stripped off her jewelry, placing the rings and earrings in her jewelry box.

“Take your rings off. They hit the shower drain, they are gone.”

Nikki took off her earrings and handed them to Amanda. She held up the ring Nikki wore on her ring finger. “God, that’s so tiny.” She slid it onto her pinky.  

“I just don’t have man-hands,” she said, sticking her tongue out and running to the shower.

Amanda joined her.

“What sounds good for dinner?” Nikki asked.

“You.”

Amanda went to her knees, pushed Nikki against the shower wall, and spread her legs. Her lips latched onto Nikki’s clit, nursing it like a nipple. Nikki squealed. Two fingers slid into the squirming redhead, fingertips seeking her G-spot. Nikki’s insides went to liquid as the pleasure of Amanda’s lovemaking overcame her.

“Gonna cum, Mandi, gonna cummmm.” Nikki’s hips bucked, and she grabbed Manda’s head, grinding her pussy. The heavy flow of Nikki’s cream coated Amanda’s face. Nikki could barely stand as she came, shaking. Amanda stood, holding Nikki up against the wall.

“Fuck I missed that.” Nikki sighed. They finished the shower, staying together until the water grew cold, touching and kissing as they washed.

As they dried each other, Nikki said, “Dinner.”

“Mind if I surprise you?” Amanda asked. “And can someone I want you to meet join us?”

“Umm okay...”

“Get your luggage and change into something nice,” Amanda said.

“I’ll be a bit; I need to make reservations and a phone call. She slipped into a T-shirt and jeans, kissed Nikki, and left. In her car, she called her father to see if he would like to join them. She made reservations at Ruth’s Chris for three. That done, she stopped by a specialty store. 20 minutes later, she was on her way home.

Nikki was finishing ironing a blouse and smart summer-weight slacks. Amanda went to her closet, pulled out a red slip dress, considered it, then put it back. She put on a black midi dress and a simple gold chain. She took in Nikki’s outfit and pulled out a strand of freshwater pearls and gold huggie loops. For herself, Amanda put on some gold drop earrings.

“Perfume?” Amanda asked. Nikki dug in her bag and pulled out her favorite, Mademoiselle.

Amanda looked on her dresser and handed Nikki a bottle of Dior Addict. Nikki applied a bit to her wrist and smiled. “I want this for Christmas,” and put it on.  

Amanda put on her trademark Tresor, then they drove to the restaurant. Amanda spotted her father’s truck and was pleased to see a parking spot right next to it.  

Nikki was excited. “I’ve never eaten at Ruth’s Chris before.”

They walked in and told the hostess, “We have a reservation. I see our third has arrived.”  

As they approached the table, a tall, fit man in his mid-fifties stood. Amanda hugged him and kissed his cheek.

“Hi, Daddy.” She released her father and introduced him to Nikki.

“Call me Jim, you gorgeous creature,” he smiled approvingly at the diminutive redhead. “Amanda’s descriptions do not do you justice.”

Amanda and Nikki sat across from her father.

A server arrived with appetizers: seared Ahi tuna, Osso Buco ravioli, and a goat cheese artichoke dip. A server appeared, and Nikki ordered a passion star martini. Amanda ordered a margarita, and Jim ordered a second beer. Once the drinks arrived, Jim ordered a ribeye. Nikki ordered the stuffed chicken, and Amanda ordered the sea bass.

“So, you are the infamous Nikki,” Jim started after the drinks were served.

“So, you are the infamous Dad,” was her reply. “Mandi was right. You ARE very handsome.” Nikki was unsure who blushed more, Amanda or her father. It was easy banter as the food arrived.

As they settled in, Amanda said, “Dad, I think you need to go check your shirt in the bathroom.”

“Huh?”

“Give Nikki and me a moment, please?” She said, exasperated. Jim excused himself.

“So,” Amanda started.

“He’s great...” Nikki rushed. Amanda cut her off. She pulled a ring box out of her pocket.

“It’s a token of my affection, Nikki. Not a proposal, but a promise, I’m with you.” Nikki opened the box, staring at the aquamarine stone set in silver. Tears welled up in Nikki’s gray eyes.

“My birthstone. It’s beautiful.” Shaking, she took the ring from the box and put it on her finger. “And it fits!”

Amanda gave her a knowing smile and leaned in for a kiss, just as Jim came back. He noticed the tears.

“Everything okay?” he asked softly.

“Wonderful.” Nikki gasped. Then Jim noticed the ring.

“Very nice, sweetheart, but?”

“Not an engagement, otherwise it would be a diamond.” Amanda started, “More of a promise.”

Jim gazed fondly at his youngest daughter. “I’m happy for you both.”  

All three were more relaxed as they finished dinner. As Amanda paid the check, Jim said, “If you two would like to come over? It’s kinda lonely in that house with your mom and sister traveling.”

Nikki reached over and took his hand. “I’d love to see your home, but I want to spend time with Mandi.”

Outside, Jim kissed his daughter goodnight and then hugged Nikki. She surprised him when her lips met his and her tongue slipped into his mouth.

“I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

Amanda and Nikki went home, and once inside, Amanda hesitated. Then she headed for the bedroom, taking off her dress. She left the lights off, turning on a single nightstand lamp. She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands in her lap. Nikki looked her over. Amanda was nude except for a simple white thong. Her hands were trembling as she unbuttoned her blouse, draped it over the back of a rocking chair, and slipped off her slacks. She stood before her lover, wearing a lavender bra and panty set. She bit her lower lip nervously.

“Why does it always feel like it’s the first time?” Nikki asked.

Amanda shook her head slowly. “I don’t know, Nikki, but it always feels RIGHT.”

Amanda held out her arms and drew Nikki in between her legs. They kissed, and Amanda lay back, drawing them both onto the bed, Nikki on top. They grinned at each other as they fell back. Amanda unhooked Nikki’s bra and sent it in the general direction of the rocker. Their panties followed, and they lay side by side, each exploring and masturbating the other, unwilling to stop kissing except for the exchange of words. Most were to guide their partner, and more than a few were “I love you.”

Nikki came first, then Amanda. Neither orgasm was earth-shattering, nor did they need to be. Soon they were asleep in each other’s arms.

BZZZZTT BZZZZTT BZZZZTT  Amanda slapped the button on the alarm clock on the third buzz. She left the bed after untangling herself from Nikki, went to the kitchen, and started the coffee. On autopilot, she headed for the shower. Her morning routine kicked in, except she got two mugs of coffee, setting one on the nightstand and one on the bathroom counter, where she closed the door and blow-dried her hair. Nikki slept through it all and only woke when Amanda shook her.

“Wake up, sleeping beauty,” offering her the coffee mug.

Nikki sat in bed, sipping the hot brew while she watched Amanda get ready for work.

“Would you like Dad to keep you company while I toil at work?” Amanda teased.

“Not sure if we can keep our hands off each other. He was eating me with his eyes all night last night.”

Amanda turned. “Teasing me? I wish I could stay home and take care of your carnal needs, love, but duty calls.” She rose from the vanity and dressed casually. “I won’t be that long at work. It’s Friday, and I should be done by two.”

“I guess I’ll have to suffer then,” Nikki said with a grin.

Amanda picked up her phone and dialed. “Daddy? There is a redhead here who needs babysitting. Could you come over? And don’t be afraid to spank her if she is bratty. Love you!”

She stuck her tongue out at Nikki. “There, all set. But you should get a shower in before he gets here. Have him take you to Penman Diner for breakfast.” She kissed Nikki and left. Nikki sighed and took a shower.

Nikki answered the door, still adjusting the tube top she wore with tight shorts. Jim’s eyes widened.

“Wow,” he said.

Nikki rolled her eyes. “Please, we know Amanda is far prettier.”

“No, different, but you are both beautiful.”

Nikki smiled. “Fine, but this beauty is hungry. Take me to Penny’s diner.”

“You mean Penman’s? It’s Mandi’s favorite.” All the way, Nikki flirted with Jim, and he flirted back just as much. Breakfast was wonderful, and Nikki thought that if she stayed around, she would get fat. She said as much to Jim.

With a twinkle in his eye, he said, “Then we will just have to make sure you get enough exercise.” They left the diner and got into his truck.

“Are there any nude beaches?” Nikki blurted out.

“None close,” Jim said. “Chasing a tan or shopping?”

Nikki blushed. “Tan, I guess.”

Jim put his hand on her knee. “Amanda’s balcony is private enough. And my house has a big privacy fence.”

Nikki smirked. “You did offer to show it to me.” She took Jim’s hand and slid it up her thigh.

“Are you sure you want to be in the house alone with a lonely old man?”

“I think it’s worth the risk.” Nikki smiled as Jim’s hand rubbed her thigh. They parked and went inside. Nikki turned to Jim as soon as the door closed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself up to his lips. She kissed him hungrily.

“I’ve heard the stories. If you want me, I want to see if they are true,” she whispered.

“I’ll be 7 years dead and want you,” he said as he picked her up. They went to the bedroom, and he set her on her feet. Nikki immediately attacked the buttons on his shirt. She had him naked in a minute. She shimmied out of her shorts. Jim lay back on the bed as Nikki climbed up. His cock was fully hard.

“Fuck me, how big is this monster?” Nikki gasped. She tried to stuff it down her throat, but could barely take half. Nikki used her hand and stroked him where she couldn’t suck him.

She pulled off, her eyes glazed. “If I suck you off, will you stay hard?” Jim said he didn’t know.

Nikki erred on the side of caution and mounted him. His cockhead split her lips as she settled down.

“Holy God,” she moaned as he filled her. Jim was by far the biggest man she had ever had. Nikki felt like a velvet vise around Jim’s cock, a feeling he had not felt in over 15 years. Nikki’s vibrating cunt was even tighter than his wife’s ass. He also knew he would not last inside this petite woman. She rode him up and down, every down-thrust creating a mini orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum, sweetheart.” Jim groaned. Nikki sat upright and strummed her clit.  

“Cum in me.”

She saw spots, and every muscle spasmed, then everything went black. Jim felt her pussy flutter, then grip down; she clamped around him so hard that it actually hurt. He began to cum, filling her tight little quim with a huge load. Nikki gave a little squeak, then she stiffened. Jim felt her go limp, and she fell on top of him. He pulled out, rolled her onto the bed, and made sure she was breathing. He got up, went to the bathroom, got a wet washcloth, and dabbed her face.

“What the?” Nikki groaned as she woke up. “Did I pass out?”

Jim grinned at her and kissed her forehead. “You are a wonder for the ego.”

Nikki shivered as she remembered every sensation of having so much inside her.

“You are definitely the biggest I’ve ever had.”

“I suspect you have not had many men,” he said, letting his hand roam over her puffy nipple. Nikki arched into his touch as a cat reacts to a petting hand. Her hand went to his cock, which was semi-hard.

“Take me,” she said, stroking him.

He positioned himself, growing harder, and slid into his daughter’s girlfriend.

“Oh, God, you are huge.” Nikki moaned. Jim eased himself in and out of her, taking care not to go too deep, nor too hard. Nikki squirmed beneath him. They went at it for fifteen minutes, and Nikki gushed in orgasm again.

“Stop, Jim, you are wrecking me.” She pushed him flat and crawled on top, taking his massive dick as deep into her throat as she could. Jim pulled her cunt down to his face and ate her.

“Jesus!” she cried out. “Are you bad at anything in bed?” his tongue probed deep into her spasming pussy, and she redoubled her efforts at taking him deep in her throat. Nikki couldn’t focus, as Jim’s tongue started yet another ball of tension in her pelvis. It wasn’t long before she lost control, her body flopping on his as she flooded his face.

He stopped licking her as she recovered, and she moved off him and went back to work on his cock.

She gazed up at him, “You know you are getting sucked by a girl who might be your daughter-in-law someday.” That did the trick, and he shot strong jets of cum into Nikki’s throat. As they showered, Nikki made him promise not to tell Amanda.

It was a little awkward as they got to know each other. Nikki saw a pistol on the dresser.

“How many guns do you have?”

Jim smiled. “Not enough.” He paused. “Amanda has a couple.”

“She does?” Nikki asked. Jim opened a cabinet and unlocked a safe. He pulled out two and carried them to the dining room table. He released the magazines and pulled the slides, locking them back empty. Nikki jumped as he let the slides go forward. He eased the hammer down on one and handed it to Nikki.

“That is a Model 1911 pistol. Both my girls have one just like it.” Nikki looked at it for a moment and gave it back. He handed her the second one. “That is a Sig Sauer P229. It’s the pistol the Secret Service uses. It’s more user-friendly than the 1911.” Nikki tried aiming it at the wall. Jim took it carefully from her.

“I will train you how to use them both, if you are serious about Amanda.”

Nikki put her hand on his arm. “I’m here as long as she will have me.”

Jim took her hand and stared at the ring on her finger. “She does. Otherwise, she would never have bought this ring.” He sighed. “She moped around after you left; it reminded me of when she was seventeen and had a bout of insecurity. She felt ugly because she was compared to her sister.”

“I have not met Anne yet,” Nikki remarked. She got up and wandered to the fireplace mantel. She picked up a photo of a lovely redhead.

“Yes, that’s Anne,” Jim confirmed.

“She looks like you.” She put the photo back and picked up another. “Mom?”

Jim nodded. “Now you know what Amanda will look like when she gets older.” Unexpectedly, Nikki hugged him.

“I hope I can call you Daddy soon.” She felt the lump in his pants move. “Hmmm, somebody likes that.” She rubbed it.

Before she could do more, the sound of the door lock beeping announced Amanda coming in. She stopped and stared at them.

“Didn’t take either of you very long,” Amanda said.

“What?” Jim said.

“How many times did you two have sex?”

“Who said we did?” Nikki asked defensively.

“You are glowing, my love. You either had sex or are pregnant.”

“Busted.” Jim chuckled. Amanda kissed and hugged them both.  

“Can I have my girlfriend back?”

“I haven’t spanked her yet.” Jim grinned.

Nikki squeaked and moved to Amanda’s side. “Time to go,” she said. Amanda kissed her father goodbye.

As they got in the car, Nikki asked, “Are you mad?”

Amanda stared into Nikki’s eyes as she started the car. “Did he force you?”

“No,” Nikki whispered.

“Then I’m not mad.” Amanda shot her a look. “What happened between you two stays between you two.” Amanda drove to the nearest Publix. They stopped at the ABC liquor store first, buying tequila and vanilla vodka. They locked the liquor in the car, then went into the Publix, where they bought fresh food for the next couple of days, along with cocktail ingredients.

They got home, and Amanda changed into shorts and a t-shirt. There was a barrier between the two.

“You are mad,” Nikki said.

“Not mad,” Amanda replied. “I’m sorting my feelings.” She turned to face her lover. “I knew it would happen; I just didn’t expect it today, especially after the way you reacted with Kim.”

Nikki drew near Amanda and put a hand over Amanda’s heart. “I don’t regret it.”

Amanda kissed her softly. “I will never hold your loving my friends and family against you.”

She reached around and swatted Nikki on the ass. “But I reserve the right to be mad if you fuck my family on my birthday.”

With dinner started, Amanda pulled up her laptop and started shopping for bedroom furniture. Together, they noted what they liked and disliked. After they had eaten dinner, Amanda started looking again, and Nikki finally asked,

“Why are we looking at bedroom stuff?”

“Because I’m buying a bigger bed, and an extra dresser for our clothes won’t hurt.”

Amanda and Nikki moved to the balcony and sat together, holding hands, and watched the moon rise over the ocean.