Submit (Double Delights 2)

Parker

Somehow, something had changed. When Kayla first arrived I had noticed that she tried to avoid Daniel. I presumed she resented him trying to be a father figure when he wasn’t her father. When they came to the gallery yesterday, she looked a little more relaxed as if she could now tolerate being around him but she still seemed awkward. Seeing the gallery appeared to get her to loosen up a little. You could see she was in awe of some of the artwork and when she had viewed Daniel’s own pieces and returned downstairs full of praise she was somehow surprised that the man had such a talent. She was scolding him for not having some of his paintings displayed in his home and demanded that he hang some. Daniel looked bemused by her attitude.

Then they had returned from the meal and gone up to Daniel’s office while Kayla had an ice cream. I watched her lick that cone and imagined it was my cock. Then I switched my focus to the customer in the store who was ready to part with their cash on a few key pieces. I was busy then, mind distracted from them being upstairs until they came back down. They said goodbye to me but it was rushed and false. Daniel was cool, calm and collected. Kayla was awkward and flushed. Something had happened. Maybe they had an argument about her mom. They had been in a rush to leave and I guessed that bonding time was over.

Daniel was going away on an overnight trip tonight so I decided I would ask Kayla if she would like a night out at the movies. We could kick back and have some fun. If things got awkward between her and Daniel she might leave and I wasn’t ready for her to go yet.

Dinner was subdued and I noticed when one wasn’t looking, the other would check them out. Something had definitely happened. I would check in with Kayla later that everything was alright. She had agreed to the movies and I found out that we both liked Superheroes, so we were off to see the latest Marvel flick.

Talking with Kayla was fun. She relaxed around me and we had a laugh at the movie when she confessed that usually she and her girlfriends would talk about how hot the superheroes were in their outfits half the time, rather than the plot and they liked to rent DVDs and freeze frame them.

“Like Chris Evans in the Avengers.” She turned to me as we pulled up in the driveway. “When he did that lift. My god, arm porn time!”

“Hey, I got guns,” I replied, flexing my arm. My muscles firmed up and I displayed my biceps and the meaty cords in my arms.

“Oh my God, you really do.” Kayla’s eyes widened. “I knew you were ripped man, but jeez.”

“Feel em.” I challenged her. “You can’t do that with an actor in a movie. We’ll make it a 4D experience. Close your eyes.”

“What?”

“Seriously. Go along with it. Close your eyes.”

She did so.

“Okay, now think about that movie and Captain America’s guns and here, pretend.” I lifted her hand and placed it on my arm.

“Jesus, Parker. Your arms are like rock.”

I flexed and she ran her hand over my arms, feeling the contours. “I never felt the arms of a ripped, pumped guy before. It’s even better than I expected.” She giggled. Then she removed her hand and opened her eyes.

She paused when she looked at me. I guessed my eyes betrayed my mind. Windows to the soul and all that. Windows to the fact that I was enjoying being caressed a little too much. I just hoped she doesn’t look down and catch my tented erection. Fuck she just did.

Kayla swallowed. “Well, I guess we should get back inside, rather than sit in the car all night.”

We entered the house, disarming the alarm. Kayla headed to the refrigerator and took out two beers. “Want one?”

“Yeah.” I ran a hand through my hair. “Jeez, it’s hot tonight. I’m gonna take mine out onto the deck.”

“Great minds,” Kayla replied, following me.

We sat out on the deck for a couple hours, drinking beer and shooting the breeze. Kayla was relaxed and chatty, unlike how she was around Daniel. I decide to bring it up.

“Daniel and me. It’s complicated.” She told me. “He’s know relation, yet we want to be in each other’s lives. It’s deciding how that works, right? A bit like you being here. We’re all separate jigsaw pieces trying to somehow fit together. It doesn’t quite work, but we’re doing our best. Puzzling it out.”

“Very deep,” I laughed.

“Too much?”

“Yeah, we need to lighten things up,” I told her and with that, I lifted her off the chair and ran with her over my shoulder towar

ds the pool.

“Put me down. What the fuck are you doing? Ah, hell no.” She exclaimed as she saw the pool in her line of vision. She was too late. I took a leap from the pool edge and we went under the water and back up.

“I’m fucking wet,” she yelled.

“You can’t say that to a man.” I joked. She wiped her hair back off her face and looked at me in shock, then collapsed into laughter.