The Commute from hell

The drive home was hell...

What should have been a quick 20 to 30 minute drive took three hours. Given all the craziness with the election. The **** attempt,and the president dropping out. You had been surprised that after Harris electrified her base that they started comming out droves. Case in point, being the traffic jam you were sitting because of her Rally.

"Don't forget with the Harris campaign is in town you might want to avoid..." droned the radio DJ.

You look over at your niece, saying,"No shit." Krystals empathetic smiled did little to lessin the frustration as you inched your way down the street.

So after negotiating the traffic jam. Then the traffic jam avoiding the traffic jam. Finally almost getting T-boned by two morons driving Red flag festooned, pick-up trucks, you finally were pulling into your driveway.

Getting out if the car, the girls flew into the house, while you took a moment to stretch out the kink in your back. Getting your things you head into the house. Closing the front door you were assaulted by the a smell of cooked chicken, and vinegar.

Glancing over you saw Sunyi, was transferring dinner from what looked to be a wok to a serving bowl.

You stride down the hallway telling her,"Let me clean up and I'll help," as you walk by.

You drop your breifcase onto the bed and kick off your shoes. Quickly removing your tie you step into the bathroom to wash your hands.

Heading back into the kitchen you ask,"What needs to be done." Only for Sunyi to shoo you out of the kitchen. You put your hands replying," alright,alright," as you sit down at the table.

The girls join you at the table and you all enjoy a good dinner. It was some sort of Korean dish, with a name you couldn't pronounce, and kimchee. Never having tried Korean cuisines you found it delicious. Finishing dinner were, you tell everyone you'll be working in your room.

Sitting down at your desk, you pulled out your students home work and started going thru it. 168 papers later you were finshed for the night. Rolling your neck, you put the graded work back into your briefcase.

Looking at the clock you saw it was 9:30 but weren't quite tired enough to go to bed. As was your habit you then opened up ones of the story sites you frequented. Despite there being updates to several serials that you followed, you didn't feel the customary urge to dive in reading. Who needed paper fantasy when at the moment your dreams were literally coming true.

You were about the close the website when you saw that there was a new comment on Hurricane Hijinks one of three stories you'd actually written youself. You remember typing it out over 6 months back in 2018 just before your Aunt passed away. Opening your old story about a stepfather being seduced by his daughter and her friends during a hurricane. Looking at the comment you jerked in surprise. After a moment you shake your head, figuring that you shouldn't have been.

Cum_in_Crystal69: Fuck thats soo hot hope it happens to me.

Scanning the thread you smiled it was the thread that involved Uncle J taking his daughter face down while she ate her friend's cream pie.

Closing out the site you think to yourself,"it would be an aweful shsme if that didn't happen." Still with time to kill you open up Civilization 6 and start a game. Enthralled, you failed to notice as the clock ticked past 11 and was rapidly closing on midnight. You were so enthralled with taking one more turn. That you failed to notice when your bedroom door opened then closed.

You were just about to take one of your neighbors last cities when the delicate hands if a female decended on your shoulders.

Startled you look over your shoulder