“Oh,” Lacie got up, “There’s your dad.”
I was still counting how much money I had left from shopping when he pulled up, so I followed the girls to the car.
“Omygod!” Heather laughed through her fingers, and when I looked up, dad was zipping up his pants.
“Dad!” I got in up front, and the girls got in back. “What where you doing?”
“Sorry, girls. What were you doing over there?”
“Waiting for you?” I handed the bags back, but my friends were still giggling at each other, so I dropped them in their laps. Dad just looked out the window, across the parking lot, but I guess that’s why he didn’t see us coming. Now, I was giggling, no pun intended.
“Who’s that?” Finally, he tore his eyes away from the store.
“I don’t know,” Heather put the bags back behind the seat. “Just some model.” It’s fall fashion week, which is what we’re doing here in the first place. Blowing most of our paychecks on stuff to wear for school. “I knew about foot freaks, but I didn’t know I knew any.”
Of course, she was in the shoe store. So, it made sense that she sat in the window with her legs crossed, so her dress split up the side, and showed lots of leg, but now that Lacie mentioned it. All the shoes he got mom made sense, and you know she’s not complaining. Having a husband that buys her shoes all the time. “So, what is it with feet, anyways?” She pressed him.
“I don’t know,” he shrugged, “Some women just have beautiful feet, and legs. I guess, it’s not just her feet.” He shook her head, and more giggles in the back seat. It is kinda funny, and now we kinda got over the shock of catching dad in the parking lot. Looking at some model, with his dick out. It was just funny, I guess. A little embarrassing, and really awkward, but the girls wouldn’t let it go.
“Well, what about my feet?”
“Heather?” She put her bare foot up, so I tickled it, and she pulled it back. Laughing out loud.
“I don’t want to look, and it’s not appropriate to tease me. So, stop.”
“Oh, we’re not teasing you,” Lacie lied through her teeth. “It’s just a little weird, and I have no idea what a sexy foot must look like, they’re just feet.”
“Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” He said, but he looked really uncomfortable.
So, I told the girls to “Stop, guys,” and they appollogised, but by the time we got home, Heather had her shoes back on, and dad practically ran in while we got the bags out of the back. Heather got out, so Lacie could hand them to us from the back. “Lock it up.”
“Okay,” she hit the lock, then tried to pick her bags out of me, and Heather’s. When they’re all from the same stores, so she had to go through them.
“Come on, we can sort them all out when we get inside.”
Lacie asked, “You think he’s in there, finishing what he started?”
“I doubt it, after he got caught with his dick in his hand.”
“Heather! Stop talking about his dick!” I hit her, hard. “That’s for teasing him with your foot.”
“Why don’t you make a bag of hot Rockys?”
“Yeah, I’m hungry too.” Lacie winked, and grinned. Then, just in case nobody got it, she pointed down at her crotch, so I rolled my eyes, and went out to the kitchen. I already told them my secret, though I’m pretty sure that mom, and dad don’t know why I nuke them in a zip-lock full of water. I mean yeah, they know that keeps them from over-cooking, so they don’t split, and crack, because I told them, but they didn’t ask Why that’s important.
My friends sure got horny, seeing my dad’s dick, and what’s up with that? I mean, it’s just a dick, I guess because I grew up with dad, and you know. That’s what put me in mom, like almost 20 years ago, if you count her being pregnant until I was born. It took a few minutes, with 3 of them in there with enough water, but I made sure they weren’t too hot, and I guess I wondered if they tried it, after I told them. Especially the Nathan’s, because they’re All Beef Franks. We’re not Jewish, so it doesn’t matter if they’re koshur or not, but they’re just about the perfect size, especially when they plump up. So, I his [Stop/Cancel] when they did, and by the time I got back to my room.