My Favorite Girl Pt. 03

"Yeah. Wait... no, that doesn't sound right either."

I laughed.

"Oh," he smiled. "I see. Messing with the old man now are we?"

"Who me?" I asked innocently. "I wouldn't plot against the king."

"Keep it up," he warned jokingly. "I'll order anchovies on your pizza."

"Aunt Joy will wring your neck for making her house stink," I joked right back at him.

"Yeah," he smiled. "Good call. Go to bed. I'll see you in a little while."

"Alright," I yawned.

I headed to my room and crawled into bed. I was asleep within a few minutes and rested until I was awoken by Emma bouncing on the bed.

"It's about time you got here," she called. "Wake up sleepy head."

I rolled over to my back and looked at her smiling as she sat on the bed. "Where the hell have you been?" I asked.

"I should be asking you the same thing," she replied.

"You told me you'd be in here face down, ass up when I got back. My bed was empty when I got here."

"I was face down, ass up," she said coyly. "Yesterday. You were supposed to be here yesterday. I got tired of waiting."

"Does anyone around here check their phones?" I asked slightly annoyed. "I texted all three of you yesterday that I wasn't coming, but nobody responded back."

"I got it," she answered.

She changed the subject now before I could harass her for not responding to my text. "I left you a little present under the pillow. Did you find it?"

"No. What is it?"

"I was so wet yesterday sitting in bed waiting for you," she started. "Then you didn't show up, so I had to play with my wet little pussy right here on your bed. I came so hard and was so wet. My panties were soaked."

I was running my hands under my pillow as she was talking and found the balled up pink lace panties she had left for me. I pulled them out and sniffed them right in front of her.

"Smell pretty delish, don't they?" she asked so seductively.

"Hell yeah they do," I panted.

"Hmmm," she growled. "It's too bad for you that you weren't here yesterday."

"I'm here now."

"And so is everyone else."

"Bite the damn pillow or stuff these into your mouth and moan into them," I practically begged her.

"The party is tomorrow," she said. "I've got my skirt all picked out."

"Let me see it."

"Umm, nope."

"Tease," I sighed.

"Mmm-hmmm," she giggled and stood to leave.

"Hey!" I called. "Where are you going now?"

"Umm," she shrugged and walked out.

I sniffed her panties again and took in the scent of her vagina and how wet it must have been. My dick was pretty damn hard right about now and considering it had been since the last time I had been with her, I was more than horny too. Waiting until tomorrow to have her was probably going to kill me.

I sighed and balled her panties up before pushing them back under the pillow. I laid there for a few minutes and tried to fall back to sleep before I opened my eyes again. I checked the time and knew dinner would be here soon. There was no sense in going back to sleep now. I sat up and thought about tomorrow. I needed to be up at dawn, go to the range and at least get in a good two hours of practice before coming back here and spending the day with the family to celebrate Emma. Today was Friday and I hadn't touched a club since Tuesday. I needed to get out and practice.

I rolled out of bed and stretched my tired body for a moment. The nap did help but I was still pretty worn out. I'd have to hit the hay early tonight and get in a good night's sleep so I would be refreshed for tomorrow. I left my room and walked down the hallway to the bathroom. The door was shut but for whatever reason it didn't click in my brain that somebody could be in there. I put my hand on the handle and pushed down expecting it to open but when it didn't, I ended up walking into the door instead.

"Ah, dammit," I croaked as I stepped back from the locked door. "Who the heck is in there?"

The door rattled, unlocked, and opened as a naked Emma flung it open. She grabbed my arm and pulled me inside then pushed me against the counter before shutting the door and locking it again. She turned towards me and pulled my shorts down my legs then my boxers before squatting on the floor right in front of my flaccid cock. The whole series of events happened so fast I barely had time to blink. It was like she was waiting in here for me to come find her. Her fingers lifted my limp cock to her mouth where she sucked the head then used her tongue and swirled it around my slit.

"Come on," she begged. "Get your dick hard."

"Keep sucking on it," I ordered. "What the hell were you doing in here anyway?"

She sucked then came off to answer. "I was going to take a shower. I was just about to turn the water on."

"Did you plan this?" I asked as she sucked on my dick again. It was starting to swell up with excitement now.

"No," she mumbled around it. She popped off. "But I'm pretty wet still and I can't wait until tomorrow. I broke pinky yesterday in your bed and my fingers don't quite feel like this."

I was halfway hard as she bobbed up and down on it again. I reached down and balled her hair up into my fist and guided her mouth. She moaned something as I pushed her deeper down on my cock until it bumped her throat. I pulled her off then pushed her back down again. I held her head still and moved my hips to let my cock slide in and out of her mouth slowly.

I bumped the back of her throat each time but didn't press any further down. She looked up at me with those blue eyes as I kept sliding in and out of her mouth. They were watering and turning slightly red as my cock kept touching the back of her throat with each push. I finally let her hair go and let her have control again. She let her tongue swirl around the head and tease the slit before popping off.

"Move," she begged and pushed my hip to get me to step away from the counter.

I moved out of the way as she gripped the counter and bent a little, so her ass stuck out. I got the picture right away that she wanted me behind her and inside of her and right now. I took another step over to the shower tub and turned the handle so the water started to run and would at least provide some noise coverage.

"Good thinking," she offered as I stepped back behind her again.

"I know how loud you get," I said as I teased her wet opening with my spit-soaked head.

"Can't help it that I like how you feel inside of me," she cooed.

"You like my pecker in your little pussy?" I asked as I let the head stretch her open but stopped once I was inside.

"Yes," she gasped. "Please, Jason! Don't tease me."

I let another inch slide inside. She was soaking wet and on fire down there. I held her hips still so she couldn't push back and take me any further inside.

"I believe you were the one teasing me. Telling me you played with your little pussy on my bed. Bad girl."

"But I left you a gift," she whimpered and tried to push back. My hands were stopping her from doing that at the moment.

"I do like the gift," I said and slipped inside more. "But didn't your daddy tell you not to leave your panties as gifts to boys you like?"

"Hmmm," she growled and giggled a little.

"I'd rather have the real thing anyway," I whispered right next to her ear.

"Then fuck me," she panted.

I let myself slide inside until my hips touched her ass. She moaned softly as her walls were squeezing me tightly. I let them ripple over my cock as I rested there for a moment.

"I want to see the skirt you are going to wear tomorrow," I whispered. "I want to make sure I can lift it up easily and slip my hard cock into your wet little hole."

"Ok," she whimpered. "I'll show it to you after. Please Jason. Please. I want to cum and feel you cum."

"Oh, I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum so deep inside of you."

"Yes," she begged. "But you have to move, or I won't cum."

I started moving my feet to tease her.

"Jason!" she cried in her little girl voice. "Please. I'm saying please."

I lifted my one hand to her mouth and covered it as the other moved around on her hip and held her. I started sliding in and out. She was soaking, sopping wet as it coated my cock and made it so slick. All my shit talking had me right on the edge already and I knew I wasn't going to last very long. I was tempted to pull out and lick her slick little pussy, but the way she was panting into my hand told me she was right there too.

I remained deep inside and started pushing my hips into her harder. I was pressed up against her end and barely moving an inch either way, but she was moaning and panting into my hand now. These loud yelps and whimpers were escaping around my hand and filling the bathroom with the sounds of sex. I looked at her face in the mirror and saw how intense the look was on her face.

"Emma," I whispered right next to her ear. "Quiet down."

"Cumming," she yipped then used her own two hands to cover her mouth and trap my hand to it.

Her cunny was squeezing hard now as she twisted and danced around in place. I had her pinned against the counter with my hips as she dripped and dribbled from her puss to the floor below. I had to move my hand off her hip and wrap it around her tummy to control her and hold her up as she gasped and cried out in pleasure from the intense release. If I didn't have her pinned, her legs probably would have given out and she would have slipped to the floor.

I had stopped pressing into her, but with all her twisting and bucking and the fact that it was such a turn on to see her cum like this, I started filling her and added to the river of wetness already running from her. It was my turn to grunt and groan, but I was more controlled as I filled her. I only let one slip out right at the beginning before I bit my tongue and lip to silence myself as I released.

We both took a deep breath as we finished and returned to calm. I was still moving the slightest inch or two, but I still had her pinned against the counter. I wasn't sure if her legs were able to hold her up yet. They were still shaking just a little as we smiled at each other and looked at our reflections in the mirror.

"You look so hot when you cum like that," I said.

"I didn't get to see either one of us," she replied.

"Well?" I asked. "Can you stand on your own yet? Tell me when you can and I'll let you watch the next one."

"No," she giggled. "One is enough for right now. I really do need a shower now."

"I probably should get the hell out of here. But I hate leaving you."

"Go," she ordered and pushed back. "Before we get into trouble."

Twenty minutes later, we were gathered around the dinner table as the first slices of pizza were being eaten. Emma was glowing as she sat next to me in the loose skirt she was going to wear for me tomorrow. It wasn't particularly short, but it was easy enough to get into from the top or the bottom. I had already tried and discovered the sexy new thong she was wearing under it. I made sure to tell her that the skirt was fine, the panties were not. She was wet still, that was her response.

I took a bite and chewed first before answering Ronnie as he had asked me about the tenth hole at the championship. I knew exactly which round he was talking about as I got lucky to land my shot on a finger of grass in between the bunkers and got a bounce that put me on the green. The doorbell rang right as I was at the good part, but Ronnie had to excuse himself to go answer the door.

"I'll wait until he gets back," I said as I shoved half a slice into my mouth.

"Jeez, Jason," Emma laughed. "You act like you've never eaten before."

"What?" I mumbled around the food in my mouth. I pulled my napkin to my face to try and be polite. "I didn't get lunch today. I had to get here at your request and you weren't even here."

"Jason!" Ronnie called from the other room. "It's for you."

"For me?" I called back. "Who the heck knows I'm here?"

I pushed myself away from the table and headed around to the front door. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw the door. I had to pick my jaw up off the floor before I could speak.

"Mom?"

"I still believe I am," she answered.

"What-ah... what are you doing here?" I asked still stunned.

We were all stunned at the moment. Ronnie was standing next to her by the door with this look on his face. Emma and Joy were both standing next to me in shock and trying to figure out what was going on.

"I heard somebody graduated and the party is tomorrow," mom answered.

Ronnie could see my whole demeanor change as she said that. I tried to hide the anger and annoyance of her reason for being here. He quickly stepped in.

"Yeah, tomorrow is the big day for our Emma. We have a whole bunch of people coming over tomorrow to celebrate. We are eating dinner right now. Do you want to join us?"

"Sure," mom said. "What are you having?"

"Pizza," Ronnie answered.

"I haven't had pizza in forever," mom cheered.

"Well... come on in and have a slice or two with us," Ronnie said and headed in towards the kitchen.

Talk about the elephant in the room as we gathered back around the table again with one extra person. I hadn't heard from her since Easter, and hadn't seen her since last summer before I left for college. Now she just showed up out of the blue. Who the hell told her about the party in the first place? More importantly, she came for Emma but not for me?

"So, I heard the news that you guys won the championship," mom said to me.

"Yeah," I replied. "I was just telling Uncle Ronnie about the shot I had on ten."

"Were you?" she questioned. "I'd like to hear about that."

"Ok," I said slowly. I looked at Ronnie now. "Where was I at in the story again?"

"Well," he said as he thought. "You had just hit the iron shot from the fairway, but you couldn't see where it went."

"Right," I said as I started to remember.

I continued on with the story about how I caught the finger of grass between the bunkers and got a lucky bounce onto the green. I made the putt and went up by one shot. That lucky bounce ended up being the difference in the round as my opponent and I went shot for shot after that. I told a couple more as dinner went on until we were full of pizza and tired of hearing about golf.

Ronnie and I volunteered to clean up the leftovers and do the dishes. The girls sat around the table and talked as we stood near the sink doing the dishes and listened to them chat. Mom talked about Africa for a minute then her trip here and how long it was. Then Joy asked the next most obvious question on everyone's mind since my mom had walked in the door.

"How long are you planning on staying in town for?"

"I'll be here for the party... then I was going to see what Jason was doing next week," mom replied.

"Jason made the Open," Emma informed her. "He's going to be gone all next week."

"He did?" mom questioned then turned around towards me. "You made it this time?"

"I made it," I replied and couldn't help but smile.

"Well, that stinks," mom said.

"How is that?" I asked quickly. "It's been something I've dreamed about since I was like eight."

"I was hoping we could spend some time together before I had to go back."

"I can't miss this opportunity," I said.

"I know, I understand. Maybe, I could go with you?"

"Go with me?" I asked.

"Yeah," she cheered. "I could go with you and we could spend some time together and get caught up."

"I'll be on the course focused on nothing but golf for the entire week. Golf, eat, sleep. If anyone were to go with me it'd be Emma."

"Emma?" Ronnie asked. "Why Emma?"

"Because," I said thinking quickly. "This is probably her last chance at some sort of vacation before she actually goes out into the real world and starts working for the rest of her life. She would be able to go there and entertain herself while I golfed. It was just a hypothetical offer anyway."

"I start my summer school internship on Monday anyway," Emma added. "I wouldn't be able to go even if you could take me. But thank you for the thought."

"I think he should take his own mother if he was going to take anyone," my mom suggested.

"Whoa!" I croaked. "I'm not taking anyone. The only thing going with me is my clubs."

"And some clothes I hope," Ronnie added and tried to make a joke.

"That reminds me," I said highly annoyed but trying to hide it. "I have to get my clubs out of the car."

I dried my hands and made a quick exit from the house to get some air. It was going to be a long two days with her around. I leaned against the car and took a breather for a moment. Emma walked out after a couple of minutes and joined me.

"You ok?" she asked knowing I wasn't.

"No, I'm not ok," I sighed. "What the hell is she doing here?"

"She came for my party," Emma said the obvious and avoided the question.

I shook my head. "Ha-ha."

"My dad invited her when he did the second round of invitations, but he didn't think she would actually come. He didn't even think the invite would find her since we never know where she is half the time."

"Why the hell would he invite her in the first place?" I groaned.

"He did it to be nice."

"Well," I half joked but was still very annoyed. "It wasn't very nice. He doesn't have to deal with her, I do."

She shook her head, silently telling me as she did that I was overreacting.

"She wants something," I hissed. "I guarantee you she wants something."

"Why do you say that?"

"Come on Emma," I scorned. "She hasn't called since Easter, she hasn't come back since the end of last summer, the last time we spoke she brought up the house again. She wants something and this is just the excuse to be here to bug me about something."

"Maybe she came here for a genuine reason," Emma offered.

"Have you met the woman, Emma?" I asked. "I've got to call the home watch people and have them change the locks."

"Jason," she sighed. "You are being ridiculous right now."

"Alright," I said. "You wait."

"I am," she smiled. "Waiting for tomorrow when you lift up my skirt in the kitchen." She raised her brows and tilted her head a little.

I sighed like I was still annoyed with my mom. I was, but I was baiting Emma.

"What?" Emma sighed now and took the bait.

I shook my head and continued the act before I spoke. "I remember somebody saying something about a bonnet of a car." I couldn't help but smile after I saw her reaction.

She laughed out loud and snorted a little as she leaned into me and ran her hands across my chest. "Not a chance you are having sex with me again tonight."

"But I rented a car just for that though," I teased her and reached under the skirt to cup her cheeks.

"Jason," she squealed and slapped my hands away. "Stop that."

"Can I at least kiss you?" I asked. "I never did get a proper welcome home kiss."

"Sex in the bathroom wasn't good enough?" she asked coyly.

"The sex was great," I smiled. "It was not a kiss though."

She glanced back over her shoulder to check the house then turned and kissed me quickly. I grabbed her and pulled her in for another. She stayed this time and let it linger before I let her go. She smiled up at me now.

"Welcome home. Now get inside and be nice to your mother."

"Do I have to?" I sighed.

"Yes," she giggled just a little. "Or I won't play nice tomorrow."

"Sheesh," I grumbled before I sighed. "Fine, let's go."

"What about your clubs?"

"I put those inside the moment I got here."

"Oh," she laughed a little then turned to lead the way back into the house.

I couldn't help but reach under the skirt and give her ass a squeeze.

"I can see I'm going to have to change my outfit," she said playfully.

"No," I said. "I'll behave."

"I need to change anyway," she said as she opened the door. "I don't want to get anything on this skirt before tomorrow."