Page 2 of Staying Home with Dad's Best Friend
“Oh Lord,” she mumbles and falls silent.
“What’s wrong?”
“Our car just broke down this afternoon. The shops are all closed, and your dad is trying to fix it by himself. Can you wait for a while?”
“Okay… but how long would it take?” I ask, not remembering my dad being a mechanic.
My mom hesitates. “Hold on. Let me ask him.”
A moment later my mom tells me, “Meg, your dad is going to speak to his friend Frank. He might be able to help us.”
“Frank?” My heart races hearing the name.
“Yeah. Frank Davis. You saw him back in August last year?”
“That’ll be great,” I say. I like Frank. He’s my dad’s best friend from college. Frank stayed in Sacramento while Dad moved to the south end of the state after they graduated. I’ve only met him for a few times in my life, the last time being just a few months ago when Frank helped me to move into the dorm.
In fact, I had a crush on Frank after I last saw him, and I couldn’t forget him for many days. I definitely don’t mind a road trip with him.
My mom calls back soon telling me Frank will take me to his condo and I will stay with him until my dad is able to pick me up.
This is even better. I’m so excited I can barely sleep. I toss and turn in my bed. Does Frank have a girlfriend? I forgot to ask my mom, but I’m sure he does. He has a successful career and he’s very handsome. My thighs tingle as soon as I dwell in the memory of him.
After seeing Frank again last year, I often fantasize a rough, older man taking me. He might be the reason I’m not interested in guys I meet in college. I hope he doesn’t have a girlfriend because I don’t think I can stand the sound of them having sex. My parents gross me out when the do that. With Frank, it’ll be a different story. I might be turned on…
I get up at five to pack. After breakfast, I wait anxiously for Frank’s call.
While waiting, I look into my roommate’s floor mirror to check myself out. I’m wearing a white, low neckline t-shirt that shows the natural cleavage that I’m proud of. The cotton of the shirt is a bit thin, though, and I can faintly make out the red, heart-shape Nippies I’m wearing. I ran out the beige color ones. All I have are red, black or silver.
I dislike wearing a bra because the elastic band always makes me feel constricted. So I’ve been wearing petals and pasties since college after my roommate let me try on a pair. They’re convenient and comfortable, no tugging or pulling, except my boobs tend to bounce when I run.
My raw hem jean shorts are just below my hips, showing my long legs above a pair of cute, high-heel wedge sandals.
I comb my wavy brown hair for the umpteenth time and redo my lipstick. I contemplate putting on some mascara too, so my eyes would look even bluer, but just then I hear my phone ring.
My heart rate spikes when I hear Frank’s deep rumbling voice, “Hi Meg, I’m outside the dorm.”
I clear my throat. “Sure. I’ll be there in just a minute.”
I run to the building entrance, and when I’m almost there, I stop to catch my breath. Through the glass door, I see a tall man with broad shoulders in a white polo shirt and blue jeans. That’s Frank, and he’s so handsome! My heart beats even faster. I take a deep breath before opening the door.
“Hi Frank!” I try to sound normal, but my voice comes out squeaky.
“Hi Meg,” he says with a melting smile and gives me a quick once-over. His eyes linger on my chest for a moment and his Adam’s apple moves up and down.
My lady bits tingle because I know what the gesture means. I can’t help checking him out.
His cropped brown hair is gelled, but a bit messy with a few strands falling out of place. His hazel eyes twinkle under dense eyebrows. Short stubble lines his square jaw.
“Don’t you have any luggage?” he asks, waking me from my trance.
Jeez. I’ve been ogling at him for too long. That’s embarrassing.
“Mm, yes,” I mumble as I blush. “Could you please come with me?”
“Of course,” he says as he steps into the dorm with me.
Back in fall, I moved in with two suitcases and a cardboard box, but I’ve accumulated a lot of things over the past few months and now my possessions have doubled.
