Brad and Tracy
Copyright© 2003 by Abbygayle
Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - When Brad returns home after two years he and Tracy pick up where they left off. Tracy makes a disturbing discovery about her best friend. Chapter 6 has no sex and deals mainly with the effects of Jim and Janet's relationship.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Incest Father Daughter Oral Sex Anal Sex Slow
There is a little diner on the other side of town, about 5 blocks, that serves a passable breakfast. Brad and I headed there first. I could see that he needed coffee, and since I don't drink the stuff, I don't know how to make it. We got to the diner, and the waitress pointed to an empty table and told us to take a seat.
I looked at the menu, more out of habit than out of a need to see what was there since the menu had not changed in the 10 years that I had been coming here. Brad didn't even bother. He hadn't so much as said 5 words to me yet, and I was beginning to get worried, so I asked him, "Is there something wrong?"
"Nope."
<Ok, I thought to myself, either he's not a morning person, or he's having second thoughts about last night, or some of each. God, I wish I could tell.>
The waitress, bringing a pot of coffee for Brad and a Diet Coke for me, interrupted my thoughts. That's one of the advantages of being a repeat customer. They know what you want in the morning. She took our order and left while Brad was still in the middle of his first cup. I sat and waited for him to say something, and it seemed like I waited an eternity.
Just before the food arrived, Brad finished his second cup of coffee. It was almost like a switch had been flipped. He seemed to wake up and see that I was sitting across the table from him.
With a smile he said, "So, did you sleep well?"
"Not too badly; how about you?"
"Quite well; I hope that I didn't snore too loudly. I can really rattle the roof if I've been drinking."
"If you snored, I didn't notice it. My only real complaint is that the bed is not big enough. You are a bed hog, my dear."
"Sorry, that comes from sleeping alone too long. Maybe you can correct that for me."
"I can try. So, tell me, are you always this out of it in the morning? I thought for a while there that you were having second thoughts or something."
"Well, not second thoughts, just thinking, and my mouth doesn't really connect to my brain until after my second cup of coffee."
"Ok, that's fair. I tend to wake up all at once. So, what are your plans for the day, other than getting your truck, I mean?"
"I hadn't got that far yet. Originally, my plans were to sleep off a bad hangover, get bitched at for sleeping most of the day and then see what came up. Mostly I just rest on Sunday and get ready for work on Monday."
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