Fishing with my buddies is something I always look forward too, and this weekend in particular – I was not looking forward to spending the weekend alone with Tammy, so when Frank asked me to go with him to the lake, I jumped on the chance knowing that while my wife was away at her retreat enjoying herself, I could be saved from a torturous weekend of Tammy’s bad attitude.
That Saturday was a day of amazing fishing and then in the evening, relaxing around the fire pit with Frank – we had been good buds since college.
“So how’s it going at home?” Frank asked, as he leaned into the fire and stoked up some embers.
“Oh, you know, so-so… Tammy’s home.”
“Oh, sure – I get it, well enjoy the time away while you can I guess!”
I was enjoying every peaceful minute, and that night I slept like a baby, but when I woke up the next morning, my peace was disrupted by a massive thunder and rain storm which made it impossible for us to enjoy another day at the lake.
“Well, I guess we should pack up and head out?” I asked Frank, sitting under the cabin porch trying to stay dry in the early morning.
“Ya, looks like your escape is over, sorry buddy.”
I drove slowly home, the other cars passing by me quickly as I dreaded each mile that took me closer to Tammy. She’s such a brat, I thought, gripping my steering wheel, how I’d love to teach her a lesson or two!
The drive from the lake was about two hours long, yet despite me driving slow, I was still home several hours earlier then planned. From the outside everything looked normal: no beer cans, no party debris, and the house still standing – so far so good.
I walked through the door and was relieved to see that the inside of the house was still in tact and void of any wrong-doing on Tammy’s part – at least that is what it looked like at first, and so I decided to relax on the couch and take nap being tired from my early rise.
I was deep in a sound sleep when I was woken up by the sound of Tammy’s laughter coupled with not one, but two male voices. At first, the grogginess impaired my abilities to comprehend what was going on, but as I slowly sat upright, I quickly came to realizing that Tammy had two boys over, and given the morning hours – they had probably slept over!
I jumped up and marched towards where the sounds were coming from; which was from Tammy’s room, and pushing her door open I was astonished to see her laying on her back, legs spread wide with one boy eating her snatch, and the other shoving his huge boner in her mouth.
“What the fuck!” I hollered, “get the fuck out of my house!”
The boys stopped instantly and froze – it was almost comical their expressions of surprise mixed with their compromising positions that I nearly burst out laughing, but having to keep control, I refrained.
“I said get the fuck OUT!”
The boys jumped up, scrambled for their clothes and ran past me, slamming the door as they ran out of the house.
“My god, young lady, what the hell do you think you are doing?”
Tammy by now had the covers up over her torso, grasping the sheets in her fists as she glared at me – her face beet red and fuming.
“Well?” I repeated, standing with my arms crossed, “explain yourself young lady!”
“What do I have to explain,” she mocked me, “don’t you know what I was doing?”
“Of course I do! I’m talking about you breaking the house rules!”
“Jesus Christ, Dad, you need to relax.”
“Relax!” I yelled, my eyes wide with anger as I moved closer to her, “I’ll show you relaxing, young lady, you are not too old for me to put you over my knee!”
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