Chapter 5: Making Up With Beth

I picked up my bikini and headed out to the pool again where Beth was waiting for me. I was still nude - no sense in getting her father’s cum all over my bottoms until I’d rinsed off. There was a shower mounted by the pool and I headed straight for it. Beth saw me washing off, scrubbing my pussy which had the added benefit of teasing my clit which was still ready to go again!

“So I guess my dad must have fucked you then, eh?” she asked, walking over to talk to me as I showered. “You know, I could swear I asked you specifically NOT to do that!”

“Oh? So you didn’t watch?” The disappointment in my voice was obvious.

“Fuck no,” she replied, “Ok ... so I thought about it but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. It was bad enough just knowing you were doing it, I can’t imagine actually watching him fuck you though. God that would be so perverted to see my dad screwing you.”

“You must be kidding!” I laughed. With all the parties and guys you fuck ... YOU would be embarrassed. C’mon, you’re the last person I can think of that would be. Besides, you didn’t seem to mind it when I watched you fucking MY dad!”

Beth just shook her head. “It’s weird, I know it. I mean, it was one thing to watch you fuck YOUR dad but I just couldn’t look at MY dad fucking you. My God Kelly! My dad has always been faithful to my mom. The more I think about it the more I can’t believe you actually went through with it. I really thought you were just going to tease him!”

“So what’s the big deal about me fucking your dad anyway?”

Beth glanced down at the ground and circled her foot around on her big toe. “I don’t know ... I guess I’ve always looked at my parent as being decent and moral. With everything else I do it was nice to come home where everything is ‘normal’. Whenever I look at my dad now I will always know he fucked you and cheated on my mom. I guess I’m just a little disappointed in him.” Then she started crying and sat down on a bench. I had my suit back on by then and held her in my arms.

“You know, I thought you were my best friend!” she sobbed.

“I AM your best friend, Beth,” I said, trying to console her, “I always will be too.”

Beth looked at me with tears running down her face and said softly to me, “Then how could you have done that to my dad/ I don’t blame my daddy - I know you only too well and I’ve seen what you do to guys. He didn’t stand a chance against you and what’s worse, he knows that I know about it. I mean, how can I face him again?”

Needless to say it wasn’t exactly how I’d planned for this to end. Beth and I stayed up until late talking about a number of things and eventually she settled down. We’d been best friends far too long for anything to break us apart - even something like this. Finally it just seemed natural to kiss and be close to each other. It was nothing like out at the pool, this was just two best friends doing what best friends do - making each other feel good.

I didn’t see her dad again until breakfast when her mom and dad joined us. Her dad exchanged glances with Beth but he never looked me in the eye during the entire meal. Beth’s mom was all cheery - she had won a nice jackpot at the bingo game the previous night and when she asked how our evening went, all three of us went suddenly quiet. I finally spoke up and said that we all had a good time. I left soon afterwards, giving Beth and her mom a hug and then I went over to her dad who was still at the table.

“Goodbye Mr. Anderson,” I said softly, “Thanks for all your help last night!”

I winked at him but only he could see and he just pursed his lips and said a terse goodbye. I left feeling pretty good. Obviously I would never be fucking him again but that didn’t matter as I don’t fuck married guys twice anyway, not even my best friend’s dad. I caught myself fingered myself as I drove home, reminding myself of how he had fucked me the night before.

Mmmmmmm, I can’t wait until I tell mom about this one!