Steve left

“Thank you, daddy. We have everything we need,” Anne insisted pushing him back through the door. “We’ll see you in the morning, okay?” and with that she closed the door in his face.
Steve leaned in and put his ear on the door, listening for the aftermath of his visit.

“Goddamn! Your dad is cute!” he heard Sara exclaim. “And I think he’s got the hots for me, too. I could use a big piece of that riiiight here, right now.”

“Eeeewwww! Come on, Sara! That’s my dad! That’s just... that’s just gross.”

“I don’t know, Anne,” Gia chimed in. “He is kinda hunky. You mean to tell me you never thought about him like that?”

“Nooo! No way!” Anne protested. And then there was a pause, followed by a short period of whispering that Steve couldn’t hear. And then raucous laughter once again.

“I knew it!” Sara exclaimed. “He is just too cute not to think about. You guys dare me to show you what I would do with him?”

“I dare you!” Gia encouraged on the other side of the door. “Mmmmmm, will you need your friend for that?”

“Oooohh, most definitely,” Sara replied.

No, better safe than sorry, this time anyway. Steve smiled, shook his head, and went on down the hallway to the master bedroom. Slipping inside, he settled into bed beside his still snoring wife. “Maybe, in the morning,” he thought as he stared at the ceiling. “Maybe, she’ll be ready then.”

Steve drifted off into a fitful sleep.