my best friend’s dad finally broke after months of teasing

I’ve been best friends with his daughter, sleeping over almost every weekend. Her dad has been my quiet crush forever. For months I’ve been pushing it: “forgetting” a towel after showers so I walk past him in just a thong, wearing his old band tees with nothing underneath, bending over in tiny shorts when he’s on the couch.

He always looked, clenched his jaw, but never touched.

Last night my friend passed out early after too much wine, upstairs in her room. I’m in the basement “watching a movie” in his oversized flannel (stolen from the laundry) and lace panties, legs tucked under me on the couch.

He comes down for a “nightcap,” sees me in his shirt, stops dead.

“You’re killing me, kid.”

I bite my lip, uncurl my legs slow, let the flannel ride up.

“Then stop fighting it.”

That’s all it took.

He’s on me in two steps, lifting me off the couch like I’m nothing, laying me back on the thick rug in front of the TV. Flannel unbuttoned gentle, panties peeled off and tossed aside.

He kisses me deep, tasting like whiskey and want, hands finally everywhere he’s been holding back from. Works his way down, mouth on my tits, stomach, then between my legs, slow and reverent like he’s been dreaming about it.

I’m already shaking when he moves up, jeans unzipped, guiding himself in careful, inch by inch, eyes locked on mine the whole time.

He moves slow at first, savoring every slide, whispering “finally” against my neck. Bed creaking upstairs? No, just us on the rug, his weight perfect, every thrust deep and measured.

I wrap my legs around him, pull him closer, feel him lose control bit by bit. He speeds up, hand sliding under my back to arch me into him, other hand tangled in my hair.

I come whispering his name, clinging tight, whole body pulsing. He follows right after, pressing as deep as he can, letting go inside me with a low groan against my shoulder, warm and endless.

We stay tangled on the rug, breathing hard, his forehead against mine.

I smile, kiss him soft.

“Worth the wait.”