My Best Friend's Dad

by Bella Winters

  Molly blushed. “Nothing,” she said. “It’s just…” She trailed off, anxiously biting her lip in a way that made me want to kiss her.

  “Spit it out,” I said, raising an eyebrow. “We’ve fucked, you can talk to me.”

  Molly’s blush deepened and spread to the roots of her brown hair. “Nothing, really, it’s stupid,” she said. “It’s just…I don’t know. Can we go on a date?”

  “What?”

  “A date,” Molly repeated. She sounded miserable and embarrassed. “Like, out in public?”

  I smirked. “Why, you want me to get arrested for indecent exposure?”

  Molly’s face fell. “Forget it, it was stupid, I told you,” she said, obviously flustered. “I’m gonna go.”

  I grabbed her hand. For a moment, she pulled against me but after a second, she slowly turned back to face me.

  “No, don’t leave,” I said. “I was just giving you a hard time. What do you want to do?”

  Molly shrugged helplessly. “I don’t know,” she said. “I’ve only been on one date…and he was gay,” she added, eyeing me. “We got coffee. But I don’t really like coffee.”

  I grinned. “Okay,” I said. “I think I know where we should go.”

  Molly gave me a skeptical look. “Where are you taking me?”

  I winked at her and she blushed. “It’s a surprise,” I said. “Come on, get your purse.”

  Molly obediently followed me outside into the hallway of my apartment complex. Just as I was locking the door from the outside, Hannah turned the corner. She was wearing a pink bikini, and when she saw me, she stopped dead in her tracks. Then she burst out laughing.

  “Oh my god,” Hannah said. “I can’t believe this.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Whatever,” I said. “We’re leaving. Come on, Molly.”

  Hannah’s eyes went wide. “Alex, you can’t be serious. Her? Really?”

  Molly gave me a confused look. “Alex, what’s going on?”

  “Molly, come on. Let’s go,” I said firmly.

  “It all makes sense now!” Hannah yelled, still laughing. “I can’t believe it, you only like fat girls!”

  “Alex,” Molly said sharply. She was crimson red in the face and she looked close to crying. “Who is that?”

  “A dumb bitch,” I said. Reaching for Molly’s hand, I pulled her towards the parking lot. As soon as we got into my car, Molly looked at me and lowered her eyes.

  “Alex, who was that? Really?”

  “Like I said, a dumb bitch,” I said. “I met her the other day when I was getting my mail. She tried to come onto me.” Obviously, I wasn’t going to tell Molly that I’d asked her out.

  “She’s gorgeous,” Molly said. She frowned. “Why didn’t you want to go out with her?”

  I shrugged. “I don’t know,” I said irritably. “I just didn’t. What’s your problem? Why are you freaking out over this?”

  “I don’t know,” Molly said softly. She sniffled and looked out the window.

  “Look, don’t be upset, she was rude,” I said. “I should’ve bragged about how good you blew me.”

  Molly gasped, looking mortified. “Oh my god, Alex! You can’t do that!”

  I smirked. “Well, it’s true,” I said. “That was the best blowjob I’ve ever had.”

  Molly’s red blush faded to pink, and the corners of her lips curled into a faint smile. “Thanks,” she said quietly. I could barely hear her over the roar of the engine.

  “I should be thanking you,” I said with a smirk. Inside my boxers, my cock began to twitch and jerk. Again? I thought irritably. God, I just came ten minutes ago!

  Ten minutes later, we pulled up in front of our destination. “Come on,” I said. “Just a little walk.”

  Molly nodded, looking intrigued. “You brought me to the mall? Are we going shopping?”

  “Nope.”

  “Then what are we doing?”

  I sighed. “I told you, it’s a surprise.”

  Molly followed close behind as I led her through the mall. When we got to the food court, I pointed to the Baskin Robbins.

  “Ice cream?” Molly narrowed her eyes. “Really?”

  I smirked. “What, you don’t like it?”

  “No, I love ice cream,” Molly said slowly, biting her lip. “But why?”

  I shrugged. “I dunno. I was craving a milkshake.” I smirked and glanced down at Molly’s crotch through her sundress. “I mean, your milkshake is always good…but I need a little time to recharge before I can fuck you again,” I said, raising an eyebrow.

  Molly blushed beet red. “Okay,” she said, swallowing nervously.

  As we walked to the ice cream counter, I couldn’t figure out what I was doing. Did I like this girl? Genuinely like her?

  It was odd, I’d never actually had feelings for a chick before. I’d liked a lot of them, sure, but it didn’t matter when we stopped seeing each other. I never missed them. I never thought about a specific woman when we weren’t together.

  And yet, Molly was on my mind…all the goddamned time. What was going on here?

  We got ice cream – a mint chip milkshake for me, banana split sundae for Molly – and sat down at one of the tables, listening to the din of children shrieking and screaming their way through the mall.

  “Thanks,” Molly said. “This is nice.” She nodded and smiled before taking a generous bite of her dessert. “Sorry if I made you uncomfortable.” She sighed. “I just…I don’t know why you’re with me, when you could be with someone like that girl from your apartment.”

  I shrugged. “Don’t worry about it,” I said.

  I could never tell her that I was starting to think about her a lot. This was just sex – I was sure she knew as well as I did that we could never actually have a relationship.

  But then why couldn’t I get her off my goddamned mind?

  Chapter Twelve

  Molly

  When Alex dropped me back off at home, I felt practically giddy. I couldn’t believe we’d gone on an actual date. I couldn’t stop thinking about him – what was I doing? Why couldn’t I stay away from him?

  In all likelihood, I knew that I was speeding faster than ever towards a heartbreak.

  I let myself inside. Closing my eyes, I dipped my head and twirled in a slow circle. My thighs were still slick and slippery with my own arousal, and I felt sensual and different, somehow more powerful.

  Rebecca was right, I thought. Who would have possibly known that I just needed sex to feel confident for the first time?

  “Mol? Is that you?”

  “Yeah,” I called back. “I just got home.”

  Rebecca came into the living room with her hands on her hips. “You were gone for a long time,” she said.

  “Yeah.” I flushed, feeling guilty. “I was with Alex.”

  Rebecca rolled her eyes. “I know,” she said. “I gave you his number, remember?”

  I nodded. “Sorry,” I said. I swallowed. The tension between us was as thick as my thighs. “I don’t want this to be awkward for you.”

  “Because you’re sleeping with my brother?” Rebecca shrugged. “It’s fine.”

  That stung a little bit. “It was your idea in the first place,” I said, still determined not to let Rebecca know how long I’d lusted over Alex.

  “Well, yeah, but I didn’t think you’d hook up more than once,” Rebecca said sourly.

  I didn’t reply. Biting my lip, I looked down at the ground.

  “I’m going to take a shower, and then go to campus for a while,” I said. “I have a lot of work to catch up on.”

  Rebecca nodded. “Okay. Will you be home for dinner?”

  “Yeah, what are you making?”

  “Do tacos sound good?”

  “Yeah,” I said. My stomach rumbled. I was still full from the ice cream, but something about eating massive amounts of sugar at once always made me hungrier than usual.

  Rebecca looked relaxed for the first time since I’d gotten
home. “Okay,” she said. “Oh, and could you check my mailbox? I’m expecting something for a class, some dumb book for a group project.”

  “Yeah, no problem,” I said. “Anything else?”

  Rebecca shook her head. As soon as she was back in the kitchen, a smile spread across my face. I gave my first blowjob, I thought, closing my eyes and remembering how it felt to have Alex’s cock and balls in my mouth. It hadn’t been all fun – my jaw had ached like heck after the first few minutes – but having a sense of power over Alex, holding him in the palm of my hand…that had made everything worth it. I’d never understood before why some women enjoyed giving blowjobs so much, but I was really starting to get it.

  And the way he’d fingered my butt! I couldn’t even think of it without blushing, but it hadn’t been gross or weird at all. It had been amazing and sexy, and more than a little risqué.

  Locking myself in the bathroom, I smirked at my reflection. I didn’t look great – I’d gotten a little pink from the sun and my hair was still a sweaty mess, but I did feel different. You’re a real woman now, I thought, mugging at my reflection. And real women know just how to enjoy themselves in bed.

  I stayed under the spray of water for so long that it turned tepid and cool. Getting out, I towel-dried my hair, then changed into a fresh pair of jeans and a flowy top that I liked to wear when it was unbearably hot outside. Putting my hair in a bun, I packed my things into a backpack and went to wait for the bus.

  I frowned, remembering the girl from outside Alex’s apartment. Who was she, and why had she laughed like that? I wanted to believe Alex that he was with me because he wanted to be…but what if this was all some kind of joke? What if Alex was only sleeping with me because he wanted to laugh behind my back?

  I shuddered. I didn’t want to think that was the case, especially now that I’d really started to develop serious feelings for him. And what was I supposed to make of that? What was I supposed to do when I couldn’t hold it in anymore?

  By the time I got to campus, I was a complete mess. I checked Rebecca’s mailbox for her – sure enough, there were a few books bound together with a rubber band. As I was moving to tuck them inside my purse, I stumbled and dropped the books on the floor.

  I frowned as I bent over. Two of the books were library-science related, but the book tucked in the middle looked like a psychology book for young adults.

  “What If I’m Not Like Everyone Else?” The title read. Underneath it was a small rainbow flag. Just as I was about to crack it open out of sheer curiosity, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I screamed and dropped the books to the floor.

  “Oh my god, Molly, calm down!”

  Turning around, I put my hand over my heart and sighed. “Dan! You can’t sneak up on me like that,” I said, shaking my head. “I’m so jumpy!”

  “Clearly,” Dan said. He gave me a friendly smirk. “What’s going on? What’re those?”

  “I don’t know,” I said, frowning as I stooped to the ground and grabbed the books, shoving them inside my bag before Dan could see the ‘different’ book with the rainbow on the cover. “They’re my roommates, she asked me to check her mailbox. Some stuff she needs for a project.”

  “Ah,” Dan said. He nodded. “So, how are you?” He raised an eyebrow. “And how are things going with her brother?”

  I flushed. “I don’t know.”

  Dan smirked. “Come on,” he said. “I’m here studying for midterms, but I could use a break. Feel like taking a walk?”

  I wrinkled my nose. “It’s so hot outside,” I said. “Do we have to?”

  Dan laughed. “Okay, or we could get iced tea from the snack stand in the campus union. Feel like that instead?”

  I nodded. “That sounds great, I didn’t even realize it until now but I’m so incredibly thirsty.”

  I followed Dan across campus and into the student union. Being a weekend, it was pretty empty. Some undergrads were lounging around, watching stuff on their laptops or snacking on chips right from the bag. My stomach rumbled. I can’t eat now, I have to go home for dinner or Rebecca will be pissed. But something inside of me was irritated with Rebecca – maybe we’d just gotten a little too close for comfort. I knew it wasn’t entirely normal for platonic best friends to be as close as we were…back when we’d been undergrads ourselves, everyone had joked that we were “same sex life partners.”

  “So,” Dan said after we settled into a booth. “What’s going on?”

  “I wish I had any idea,” I said moodily, slurping my Coke. “We’ve…started seeing each other.”

  Dan raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Tell me about that,” he said, leaning over the table and batting his eyelashes. I burst out laughing at his girlish manner – now that I’d spent a little more time with Dan, I was so embarrassed to think that I’d ever thought he was straight.

  I shrugged. “It’s…casual.”

  “So you’re having sex,” Dan said bluntly. He smirked as he took a long sip of his iced tea. “That’s fine. I do that all the time,” he said. “Although I haven’t done it as much as I should lately. This program is kicking my ass.”

  I frowned. “I really should be spending more time on work,” I said. “I know this program is only a year, but it feels like we’ve been doing it forever.”

  Dan laughed. “I know,” he said. He glanced over at the undergrads. “Lazy little fucks,” he said. “They act like they have it so hard. I’d kill to be back in undergrad.”

  “I wouldn’t,” I said, rolling my eyes. As unhappy as I was with myself now, it had been worse in undergrad. Rebecca and I had been friends with a small group of people who were just like us – bookish, boring, and naïve. A hot night for us had been staying in watching a Jane Austen movie and eating gallons of popcorn. I’d never even had a drink until my twenty-first birthday, and unlike Rebecca, I’d never gone to a party. I’d always been too afraid of people making fun of my weight, and despite multiple attempts to diet, nothing had ever worked.

  “Well, I had a lot more sex then,” Dan said. He smirked again and I flushed. “Although some of it, unfortunately, was with women.”

  I burst out laughing. “I bet that was very difficult for you,” I said, raising an eyebrow.

  Dan laughed. “Molly! Did you just make a joke? I’m scandalized,” he said.

  We laughed together. It felt nice to make a friend other than Rebecca – it had been so long, I’d almost forgotten what the sensation was like.

  “I guess so,” I said, still laughing. “Maybe I’m loosening up.”

  Dan snickered. “Or at least some part of you is,” he said, glancing down at my lap.

  I blushed hotly. “Oh my god, Dan!”

  Dan laughed. “That’s the second time I’ve gotten that out of you,” he said. “You’re too fun, Molly.”

  I smiled. “Glad you’re amused.”

  “So this guy…what’s going on? Give me good tea,” Dan said. “I’m so bored of studying that it’s actually killing me.”

  I cocked my head to the side. “Tea?”

  “Gossip,” Dan said. “Like you know, put tea on, I’ve got stories?”

  I laughed. “God, I feel out of the loop. And the guy…I don’t know. I’m so confused. He took me on a real date after last time, though. I mean, I asked him to. But he still did it.”

  “Ooh, fancy dinner? Twilight bay cruise?”

  “Ice cream.”

  “That works, too,” Dan said. “So you think he likes you as more than a friend with benefits?”

  I shrugged. “I’m afraid to think about that,” I said, biting my lip. “He’s never…well, he’s never been with anyone like me before, at least, as far as I know. All of the girls hanging around look like supermodels.”

  “So you’re self conscious?”

  I told Dan what had happened outside of Alex’s apartment complex and he laughed.

  “Oh, that doesn’t sound too bad,” he said. “She probably tried to ask him out and he said no and she’s irr
ationally offended. Don’t be upset, she probably would’ve done the same thing even if you looked exactly like her. Girls like that are used to getting what they want.”

  “I hate girls like that,” I muttered. “They make me so mad. They’re so entitled.”

  Dan shrugged. “They’re shallow, yeah,” he said. “But they’re probably just as insecure as you.”

  I snorted loudly. “I don’t believe it for a second,” I said. “There’s no way anyone could be just as insecure as I am.”

  Dan pulled out his phone and showed me a picture of a heartbreakingly pretty girl. She was pale with long dark hair that fell over her shoulders, a perfectly skinny frame, and cool clothes.

  “That girl cried herself to sleep every night and starved herself for years because Mom called her fat,” Dan said gravely. “That’s my sister, Eleanor.”

  “She’s beautiful,” I said.

  Dan nodded. “Yep. She is. But she doesn’t think so.”

  I frowned. Maybe Dan was right – maybe I did have a warped understanding of what it felt like to be normal. Still, the image of the blonde girl outside of Alex’s door doubled over with laughter made me feel like crawling under a rock and not coming out for years.

  Dan and I chatted for another hour before I realized it was getting to be dinner time. We parted with a hug and I waited for the shuttle bus, sweating in the late afternoon heat. By the time I got home, Rebecca had the table set.