After Dinner

Dinner was a relaxed affair at one of the resort restaurants. Like always, Kaylee’s parents were filled with exciting and hilarious stories. Today was markedly different however. It seemed more… personal. I wasn’t sure why I felt that way, but it was like a filter had been removed that shifted the atmosphere in a subtle way. I noticed there were a lot more stories about Kaylee—much to her horror. All of them were appropriately embarrassing. Sadly, sitting next to Kaylee meant that whenever I laughed, I got beat on despite her father being the one telling most of the stories.

After dinner, we lounged around the room digesting. Without really trying, we had split by the sexes. Mr. Webb and I were engrossed in conversation about the upcoming Jamie Bond film. I never knew he was such a fan. We spent at least two hours half-arguing, half-discussing which movies were the best, which actresses played the character the best, and which villains were the most memorable. The only time Kaylee and her mother tried to join in was which films had the hottest love interests or the steamiest sex scenes.

Mr. Webb was telling an interesting behind-the-scenes story when his wife walked around behind him, her hands running along his shoulders. He stopped, glancing up at her. “You have an early start tomorrow, yes? We should probably get to bed early tonight.”

“Ah, you’re probably right,” he said with a smile. “We’ll continue this conversation later.”

I nodded. “Sounds good.”

I went through the motions of getting ready for bed without really considering what that meant. Neither Kaylee nor her mother seemed too concerned about me being there as they stripped down. I was treated to a wonderful sight of both beauties walking around in their underwear. Immediately retreating to the other room, I used the excuse of getting things from my bag to stall for time for them to change. By the time I returned, both had something on. Kaylee had a large t-shirt and tiny shorts on. Her mother was surprisingly more conservative with a pair of grey pajamas. Of course, she didn’t button the top fully. She was making it quite clear that there wasn’t anything on under it.

After brushing my teeth and otherwise preparing for bed, I crawled under the covers and waited. A few minutes later, Kaylee joined me. There was enough room for us to sleep with some distance apart, but she wasn’t content with that. After rolling the covers over her, she immediately curled up against me. Arm over me, she cuddled as close as she could get. The only relief I got was the lights were out by then, so I couldn’t see her parent's reaction.

“Goodnight,” she whispered with a quick peck on the cheek.

“Night,” I whispered back.

Heart racing, I did my best to get some sleep.

This was going to be a long ten days.