With My Dad? (Part 1)
"Ryan? What are you doing here?"
"You mean Rylee?" My old friend reprimanded me. I wasn't used to her as a, well, "her" yet. The two of us were still friends, but hadn't spent much time together since she became a woman.
"Yeah, Rylee, sorry. Wait, no, that isn't what matters right now, what are you doing in my house so early on in the day? And barely dressed, at that?" She was hardly wearing anything, looked like she just woke up but... that didn't make any sense.
"Oh, well, y'know, it was like any other night recently. I was out with my girls drinkin' the night away."
"You've adjusted really fast haven't you." Rylee certainly wasn't one of the people who took her change poorly. I feel like her current appearance fit her personality better anyways.
"Well, yeah, being a woman is a dream come true." Her mannerisms certainly said as much, as she twirled her messy morning hair. "Anyways, late into the night I ran into your Dad, and he offered me a drink. One thing led to another and... He's a real Dilf, y'know? So-"
"Ew, don't say that about my Dad. Wait. You don't mean to say that-" Surely Rylee didn't sleep with my Dad, right? That's insane.
It didn't take long for my Dad to walk in and answer that for me. "Morning son! See you met Rylee huh?" I guess he didn't know who "Ryan" was. My shock lay clearly on my face. "Sorry if she startled you, she and I... spent the night together." He certainly looked happy with himself.
"Well, there you have it. One thing led to another and..." Rylee stood right up next to my Dad, making their condition clear as day. "Here I am!"
I had to pull her aside to talk "Wait, you can't just fuck my Dad, aren't we friends?"
"Of course we are! I'm just sleeping with your Dad, too." Well, I guess it wasn't a crime it was just... really weird.
"Fuck... well... god, it's not like I can tell you not to..." Dad was single after all, for a while too, as long as I can remember. He's had girlfriends before but this was strange.
"Thanks, Connor, for understanding." She pulled away and pressed up against my Dad's chest. "And thank you... I'll see you later."
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