Hot Little Dad

Chapter 1

I had just gotten home from work, the day was almost over. I walked into the kitchen to prepare myself a Stouffer's lasagna, when I heard Cib come out of the bathroom, most likely destroying that toilet just like I knew he could, that's why I loved him. He asked me what we were having for dinner, I said we were having salad so he wouldn't want to eat any of my lasagna, our love would never reach that point. He was wearing track shorts and a purple tank top that read "Filthy Casual", it used to be mine but he wore it so much it might as well be his. He prepared himself a glass of water and proceeded to sit on the couch and turn on his favorite show, I don't actually know what it is, just has a lot of violent sex. I went and sat by him, cuddling up in his warm embrace. As we lay I felt his hand begin to caress my arm, I began to feel as though he wanted something. I placed my hand on his thigh and began to move it slowly upwards, he grabbed it and said no, I must've been wrong. I heard the timer go off, "shit!", I yelled, I had left the lasagna in too long. I quickly ran and pulled it out of the oven, burnt to a crisp. Oh well, it's just a lasagna. When I looked back, Cib was gone, he must have already gone to bed. I decided just to make myself a hot pocket and a glass of water. I then went into our room, got into bed, and went to sleep.