Honeymoon Day One: Wednesday
by Leslie Schmidt
It's not every day that a man gets to stand up for his father. The wedding was low-key, just five of us in the party: Me (Best Man), Dad, Kate (his bride), Margret (Kate's best friend and Matron of Honor), and Cali, my new little sister.
There were, maybe, twenty guests.
After the reception, I took Cali to my place where she'd stay for the week Dad and Kate were spending in Hawaii.
It was already pretty late, around nine, so I sent Cali off to take a bath while I made up the futon couch in my spare room as a bed for her. Of course, I noticed that she'd left the door to the bathroom slightly open (it was difficult to close, the old building had settled some) but I didn't think much of it.
I sat in the living room and checked my e-mail and listened as she sholished around in the water. For a few minutes I couldn't figure out why I was feeling anxious-then I realized that the idea of a naked girl in my bathtub was making me horny.
I laughed at myself and shook my head-fuck- she's ten. Still, when I heard her getting out I tried to discretely look over to capture a glimpse. All I saw was her from behind as she straightened her night gown.
We were in our separate beds by ten....
"Billy, I'm scared."
"What's wrong hun?" I had just gotten to sleep.
"The wind's making noise."
She was right-it was really blowing that night and there were occasional moans from under the eves.
"I'm sorry honey. It's only the wind."
"Can I sleep here?"
"Ahh...sure..." I moved over and flipped down the covers, "climb in."
The moon came out from behind a cloud and lit her white nightgown from behind as she walked by the window. For an instant, her thin frame was illuminated through the gauzy cotton. She slipped into bed and pulled the covers up. I was surprised when she moved over next to me and cuddled up to me. She put her hand on my shoulder and I felt her leg move across my hip until her thigh pushed against my cock. She froze, then pulled it back.
"You're naked," she said.
"I always sleep naked," I replied, a little embarrassed.
She rolled away, putting her back to me. She didn't say anything. I watched the patterns that the trees made on the wall, the wind moving their branches in the moonlight, then went to sleep.
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