My Fathers BestFriend

Chapter 2 - Secretly Dating

"Andy, can we talk about this?" Michael called from outside my door. I've literally been in my room all of last night and all this morning. Getting up out of my bed, I put on some fresh clothes and opened my door. With no surprise, he was still there.

"There's nothing to talk about." I said to him and started walking downstairs to get me a bowl of cereal.

"Don't act like you don't remember the kiss." Michael said rather loudly and I turned and clamp my hand over his mouth.

"You need to hush before my dad or Miranda hears you." I said in a whisper. He just chuckled real loud.

"They're both at work. It's only me and you here."

"Great." I muttered and poured me a bowl of lucky charms.

"Andy, I was thinking about taking a swim in the pool. Do you wanna come?"

I glanced over at his hopeful face and a smile overcame my own. I nodded swiftly before continuing finishing my bowl of cereal.

"Let me go get my bathing suit." I smiled and ran upstairs. I grabbed my hot pink one and pulled my hair up into a high pony tail. I looked at myself in the mirror and then started my way towards the pool.

"You could've waited for me." I muttered as I saw Michael already splashing around.

"Sorry. Come on in, the waters nice." He said and threw me a wink.

"No thanks I'm just gonna sit up here and tan." I smiled with my feet dangling in the water. His hands grabbed my hips and I leaned down for a kiss but my body was swallowed by the cool engulfing water.

"Michael!" I screamed trying my best to hold on the side of the pool.

"Oh come on. Come over here with me in the actual water." He smiled and grabbed me around the waist and pulled me out into the open. I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms securely around his neck. Hanging on for dear life. "Um, Andy? What exactly are you doing?"

"Well dipshit. I don't know how to swim and you just dunked me in 8ft water!" His face completely changed as he took me to the shallow water.

"Andy I'm sorry. I was just trying to get you to have some fun." I gave him a small smile before climbing out the pool to go shower. The warm water felt so nice on my skin and so different from the pool water. But sooner than I thought, Michael raced back into my mind. Was I really going to try to kiss him again? I can't believe I'm attracted to my fathers friend. That's against some kind if rules right? Maybe last night was just an innocent kiss and we weren't suppose to do it. Having all these thoughts in my head I hopped out of the shower and into my clothes. I walked out of my own bathroom and into my room and found Michael sitting on my bed with his head in his hands. When I realized he didn't notice me I decided to speak up.

"Michael, it's okay. You didn't know I couldn't swim. I'm not mad." I said trying to cheer him up but his gloomy face just moved to meet mine.

"You could've been hurt Andy." He said.

"But I wasn't so it's okay." I said and hugged him. He didn't hesitate to hug me back. His head found it's way to the crook in my neck and he pulled me on his lap to where I was straddling him. His eyes met mine and we stayed like that for at least another minute or so before he kissed me. His hands were cupping the sides of my face and mine were holding his shoulders securely. His body was so built and buff, and it was impossible not to touch. His hands grabbed my hips as he laid down and I fell on top of him. That's when our kiss began to get more heated. My hands grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head as he did the same with mine. My pelvis was grinding up with his, not wanting the amazing feeling it was giving us to stop. I kissed from his jawline and to his neck as he gently massaged my chest area. His low grunt made me continuing kissing his neck, realizing I found his sweet spot.