18+ Keeping a promise to her Dad taboo (closed for Becaa57 & me)

Feeling Tyler’s face get hot, he turned and looked out to the water, clearing his throat a few times before glancing back to your eyes.

“Be happy to Dutch date. I know you’re not fully working right now because you’re going to be in college, but having 50/50 control is something I would rather you do than let a guy think he deserves something for nothing.” Pulling my line all the way in, I stood up and cast it back out before I sat back down. “Baits still there. Must not be hungry today or someone else is feeding them better food. lol”

Sitting back down, I tried to act casual, but my brain was flooded with images and thoughts of Christy. I just needed to get them out of my head. “Your mom and I might be pervy to each other, and try to be subtle. I just don’t know how to be quiet enough sometimes...”
 
"Well with you I know there is no Dutch dating, you always pay, but make it look natural"
"I don't mind dutch dating with a guy if we've been going out for a while, but the 1st date??? Really!!! And then expect something in return??? No thank you"

"Don't worry about the fish, I just like this"

After you mention being pervy with mom

"Maybe a bit TMI Tyler, but I think you two are fine, and mom gets louder then you do"
"Not as often lately I've noticed, age time together or???"

Still can't shake the feeling that there is tension between you two
 
Rolling his eyes, Tyler felt annoyed by what you had told him. “Hell no, paying Dutch and expecting something. The only thing expected should be a polite thank you for the evening and, if he’s lucky, a small kiss on the cheek….”

Looking over at you as you questioned your mom being less noisy, Tyler said, “I think she covers her mouth to keep from saying stuff when you’re around because it’s not something you need to or want to hear. Your mom’s voice.” A half glance, and Tyler’s eyes started wandering away from you, knowing he didn’t dare tell you anything too personal.

“So I was thinking steaks, mashed potatoes, and mixed vegetables for dinner if you want to do a small lunch like sandwiches and chips or something else….” Tyler wasn’t looking at Christy, his mind was in a mental tug of war.
 
Lol at the small kiss on the cheek
"Can tell you haven't dated in a long time!!! Boys expect a lot more then a kiss on the cheek"
Seeing your eyes go wide
"Don't worry clothing stays on!!!!"

Noticing that Tyler either misunderstood or is avoiding what's going on. I decide to let it lay

"Maybe that's it then, but I hope you both realize I'm an adult and no longer an innocent child. Be yourself around me!!!"
Trying not to admit outright that I'm far from a virgin, but figuring you realize I am.

"You can talk to me Tyler and I won't betray your confidence"

"Steak potatoes and veggies for dinner sounds great!!!"

"How about hotdogs with chips for lunch? I can grill some up"
"orrrr did you have something else in mind?"

Wondering although thinking I know what's on your mind, you have the same look guys do, and strangely I'm ok with it
 
Finally looking into Christy’s eyes, I said, “I don’t think it’s a trust thing. We know you’re an adult, but I’m sure your mom just doesn’t want you to hear things or mishear things coming from our mouths if we’re talking to each other…” I leaned over and gave you another kiss on the forehead.

Making a happy face when you mentioned hotdogs and chips, Tyler smiled, “Sure, if you want to do that, I’m not gonna complain or dictate things…” I said.

“I know you’re here for me if I need to talk. That’s what makes your mom and me so happy. We talk about stuff I’ve only pissed her off times that she teases me about…” glancing away, Tyler had a smile he didn’t hide. He didn’t know how things would play out, but his mind pushed his imagination. “Whenever you want to go up to the cabin, let me know, and I’ll follow the cute lunch lady…”
 
smiling and returning your kiss
"Sooo you are saying she doesn't want me to hear her crying 'Fuck me Tyler, god fuck me good????"
Laughing at the shocked expression on your face

"I told you I've heard a lot from your room over the years"

Wondering what you've you done to piss her off, because that is new to me.

"How have you pissed her off? Other then leaving the toilet seat up??"
"If it's none of my business I won't pry"

"We can go up in a minute, I'd like to finish this conversation if you don't mind"
 
A smirk crossed my face as you acted out how your mom sounds when I fucked over the years. “Yeah, that’s how it was when you were around, and she would get out of hand... but anything beyond that is her personal choice to tell you. I shouldn’t be speaking for her. It’s not my place...”

Tyler knew what caused them to get quiet. They had gotten out of hand one day, and Christy’s mom uttered words that they agreed no one else could hear.

“….As for making her mad, we co-signed for a car, and she told me it was her payment, not mine. Well, one day I paid it off and didn’t tell her. So when the payment didn’t come out later that month, she asked me. I said I made a payment, and when it didn’t happen the second month, she got mad as hell and made me promise to not do that again. I said I won’t if you don’t yell at me or beat the shit outta me. She agreed and promised. Then I told her the car was paid off... she slapped me once, and it was the hardest and only time she ever hit me. I actually came out here for that weekend, and your mom said I was working extra hours, but I used PTO to get a long weekend off….”

Watching your face while I told that story for the first time, I knew your mom never told you that because the fact I did it was so emotional to your mom.
 
I smiled when you said it was only when I was around, wondering what happened when I wasn't

Thinking back and it wasn't that long ago, I remember when you suddenly took of for the weekend, Mom had told me it was a business trip, but now obviously more

"Tyler! You know how important it is to mom to be somewhat financially independent. We both appreciate all you've done and know you'd love to do more. But for mom it's a pride thing. I don't know if she told you, but we were homeless for a while, this was before she met you, she cried when she finally got a job that could get us of the streets, first into a motel which was not fun, then the apartment we lived in when she met you. She vowed many times to me that she would never be in that situation now so dependent on a man for money, as that's what caused it the first time, when my father left and didn't contribute a dime to her for anything"
"I'm not surprised well maybe a bit surprised she slapped you, but you mustn't do that again. Talk to me before you make a big gesture and I can help figure a way to make it happen that won't upset her"

"Shit no wonder things have been tense between you two"
"Thank you for telling me and it's a lot better then what I thought was the problem"
 
Once you calmed down from the little talking you gave me, I let out a chuckle. “Your mom told me a lot of stuff, and the fact that I bent over backwards and helped her, she never asked and hated that I did stuff he’ll date nights, we would argue over who pays. I didn’t want to manipulate her or make her feel like she owes me anything by doing it. We were talking about stuff and knew wiping the payment would be a good thing for future plans, and we got our house, and she will never have to worry... and I don’t plan on doing anything dumb like that again.”

Standing up, I looked down at Christy with a smile. I pulled my line in and tossed off my bait. “It’s not been tense in a bad way at all, sweetie. I promise you that we’re better than a lot of people think and more than the people that know us…. But if your mom does ever tell anything personal about our fun time, she promised to warn me, so if you freak out, I’ll know why...” chuckling again as Tyler thought about Christy’s mom and how he will be excited to see her when they get back home. “Anything else you wanna know...? That I maybe have to say?! While we walk back up?!
 
I feel better knowing it was just money, because I know how sensitive mom is about that.

Getting up with you as we give up on fishing even the pretense of it

"No Dad I'm good now, thank you for explaining things. Mom is sensitive about money!"

thinking on what you said about your fun times

"If you or mom wants to share about the fun times, I'm all ears. I've had some myself. Ohhh and tell mom not to hold it in, I kind of like knowing and hearing it"

"I'll start the dogs going as we won't be having fish for lunch"
 
Gathering things and making our way back from the dock, I looked at you with a raised eyebrow. “Haha, I’ll try to tell her, but I don’t know if she will. And as far as fun times, I don’t think I can chat with you about that. It might feel a little weird telling you how much fun it is to have sex with your mom if that’s what you meant.”

Glancing at your chest moving, I can feel my mind itching at the thought of Christy learning stuff from her mom and me. “You have fun time stories. I don’t think I’m supposed to know about that or support that kind of thing, lol.” Getting back to the cabin, I put stuff up and cleaned up the wood I cut earlier, taking some into the house, placing them by the fire, and some by the fire pit for tonight’s dessert cooking. From time to time, I glanced at Christy, thinking about her being sexual made me feel nervous.
 
I see that you are still sneaking glances at my chest, and don't feel weird about it.
"Well it's up to you and mom, I guess more mom if she wants to share that info. I know it's not usually what you share with one your children, especially it's slightly unusual"

As I say that though the picture of you and her having sex pops into my mind, but then it's replaced by a picture of you and I. Feeling your thick cock in me as you kiss and bite my breasts

As you put together the fire, I fire up the BBQ and put a few hot dogs and buns on. Thinking a light lunch is just what we need

"Do you want a beer Tyler?"
 
“Yeah, it’s very odd to chat with your kids about sex like it’s a game of checkers or something more modern for your generation. I’ll get the beer and a glass of wine for you?!” I said with a questioning look on my face. I was far enough away that I could see your face and tits, but my eyes were telling on me for looking as I had been.

There was a light breeze, but the sun did make it warmer on our hillside, and I felt my shirt getting sweaty some.
 
"Well not normal for us kids to talk to their folks about sex either."
"So lets just keep your private life with mom, private"

Looking up at you, with you body backlight from the cabin you in the shadow, but looking sexy too.

"Yes a glass of wine for me as well. I am glad you're ok with me drinking it"
 
As I opened the door, I looked back at you with a serious look. “You’re not driving, operating machinery that would be dangerously so. You’re nearly 21, so it’s fine.”

As Tyler went in, he got the wine bottle and two beers from the fridge. Opening a beer and chugging it in, two drinks, he buried it in the trash can. Then, he poured your wine. On his way back outside, he smiled at you.

“If you’re going to tell me stories about boys, I might need to have a beer so I don’t think of it too personally.” Offering your wine to you, I smiled.
 
I take the wine and sip it.
"Dogs are done I say"
Dishing them up to both of us, then moving to sit at the table

"I thought we decided to keep our sex life, or lack of one private?"
 
As we sit down to fix and eat our hot dogs, I opened my beer and chuckled at your question. “If we say something to the other, I don’t think it’s a big thing, but I don’t think we should be playing 20 questions or guessing things all week. I won’t see your mom till Friday or Saturday. That’s 6 days. You will have me racing to get home, and I don’t think you want a car wreck, lol. Can you be a good girl for Daddy?!” ‘Fuck, I didn’t mean to say that, Tyler thought’ “…I mean, Dad!!”

Taking a bite of the hotdog, I gave you a wink, hinting that I don’t mind, but hopefully, I can survive the week with you and not go running home to get my hands on your mom.
 
I sip the wine
"I know what I say will be private, but you've already told me that you won't share what goes on with mom, I will agree to 5 questions if you want though"

at the be a good girl comment, I get the funny feeling I always do when you stay that pharse

"I promise to be a good girl, Daddy!!! Well mostly"
With a secretive smile
wondering exactly what kind of good girl are you hoping for

"And no car wrecks on the way home!!!! Mom will be there when we get home, for you to get your hands on her again!"
 
Biting the hotdog as I sip my beer, thinking about what you said and noticing a smile that made me raise my eyebrow. Your mom had that same smile. I thought about it too much.

“Huh...?!? Oh yeah, no car wrecks going home, got it...” I have to wear gym shorts when we go swimming, or I’ll have an accident in my boxers. Tyler’s thoughts, trying to make sure he’s careful.

“Are you asking, or am I asking 20 questions?!.” teasing as I knew you mentioned 5, not 20.
 
I laugh
"You first Daddy, and as I recall you didn't want 20 questions, so 5 each ok?"
"Have to be honest with answers though"
"Deal?"
 
Taking a drink of my beer, I looked at you and said, “If I can answer them, then it’s a deal.”

Tyler knew 1 or 2 things he’d ask, but five was something else; it might take him time to think of a few more questions.

“I should let you go first, should I?”
 
"Ok 5 each and maybe take turns asking them?"
"My first question is"
thinking what do I want to know, some things I don't
"How long after you started dating mom, did you know she was the one?"
 
As I’m eating some of my hotdog, hearing your question confused me a bit. Swallowing after I chewed my bit, I thought of your question. “Your mom and I were together as a couple for about a year and a half, but she knew better as early as your second birthday. So I think we’re lying in bed, and we had a heart-to-heart about things. I think of your mom opening up to me, and I agreed with her...”

I didn’t know what else to ask, so I just said it and I asked her. “Have you sneaked out of the house late at night..?” I figured the answer was no, but who knows? Taking a sip of beer, I waited for your answer.
 
I try to process your answer and realize you didn't answer my question. Ok, maybe later.

"I think you're wrong as far as when she decided, I don't remember meeting you before I was 8, it was on my birthday that she had you come as a guest. It was special because we'd just gotten into the apartment, and my 1st real birthday party"

Then you ask yours and I hesitate.
Remembering I promised to be truthful

"Ok, but remember just between you and I.
Yes I've snuck out of the house, quite often actually when I started, don't need to now"

"Have you slept with another woman since you and mom became a couple?"
 
“Your mom and I weren’t friendly until then because your mom claimed we didn’t get along or have anything in common, and I think she just wanted to protect you and herself.”

I raised an eyebrow, surprised to hear that you had sneaked out of the house, but no, really mad, as I said. “Hmmm... that’s interesting to learn that about you, lol...”

As I heard the second question, I knew that wasn’t possible. “Absolutely not, I think. From the time I felt better being with her and taking care of you, I didn’t want to be anywhere else.”

Sounded fine in my belief, and honestly, I know my answer was right. “I don’t know if anything else to ask aside from if you sneaked boys into and outta the house?!...” Tyler said.
 
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