Not Quite the Brady Bunch Ch. 07

They were all up and moving early. Kelly took Emma to school on her way back to campus and Mike and Carol headed off for work and another week. The family was settling into a rhythm now with Emma taking on a lot of responsibilities around the house to help Carol and Mike out. Most afternoons she would go straight to her room after school and get her homework done, then start getting dinner ready while Mike caught up on work. Occasionally they would play around a bit before Carol got home, but most nights, playtime waited for bedtime when all three were there.

Emma spent a couple nights during the week in her own bed, to give Carol and Mike time to be together and their sex life flourished. Emma and Kelly had added a spark that didn’t go out when the girls weren’t with them. On Wednesday, Emma asked during dinner if it was alright if Brad took her out to a movie and dinner on Friday. Mike and Carol nodded and after dinner Emma ran upstairs to text Brad that it was OK.

Friday evening was hectic. The doorbell rang and Emma looked at the clock on the wall. “Oh no, he’s early,” she said as she ran up the stairs, “Mom, please be nice.” He wasn’t early, he was on-time, but Emma was running late because she was flitting around the house, her brain completely scattered.

Carol shook her head and walked to the door. She opened it and saw a tall, dark haired, handsome young man standing straight and tall, wearing slacks and a striped oxford cloth shirt. “Good evening, ma’am, I’m Brad, I’m here to pick up Emma.”

Carol smiled and reached out her hand and said, “Lovely to meet you, Brad, I’m Emma’s Mother, Carol. Come in please, Emma will be ready in a moment.” She led Brad down the hall to the kitchen where Mike sat at the table with a glass of bourbon in front of him.

Mike stood and extended his hand as Brad approached. “You must be Brad, very nice to meet you.” Mike thought, the first test passed, he came in to pick her up, didn’t just have her come out to him as many young people seemed to do these days. He felt so old when he thought that.

Brad confidently shook Mike’s hand and replied, “it is a pleasure to meet you sir.”

“Emma tells us you are going to West Point in the fall,” Mike said as he gestured Brad to a seat at the table and Carol moved behind Mike and placed her hands on his shoulders, “that is very impressive.”

“Thank you, Sir.” Brad responded, “I am very excited, and to be honest, a bit scared.”

Mike chuckled and said, “Yes, I would imagine you are. I have several friends who are Academy graduates, and from the stories they tell, both are valid.”

Brad smiled widely and Mike instantly liked him, but of course, he was taking his daughter out, so he couldn’t let Brad know that.

They heard footsteps coming down the stairs and all looked to see Emma reach the bottom of the stairs, wearing a pink short-sleeved blouse and a pleated black skirt that extended an appropriate length down her thighs. Mike squirmed a bit, knowing what was beneath that sweet outfit. Carol smiled at her lovely daughter and Emma stopped, blushing and said, “What?” as they were all looking at her.

Mike and Carol both laughed, then Carol said, “You look lovely, Emma.”

Brad stood and walked to her, smiling as he said, “Yes, you look lovely.”

Emma blushed and fidgeted, her voice cracking slightly as she responded, “You look lovely too, um, I mean, you look handsome.” Her face was bright red, and she felt like running away.

Brad smiled and said, “Thank you. Are you ready to go.”

“Yes,” Emma replied, taking a deep breath and looking over at Mike, seeing him smiling. She felt a twinge of guilt as she turned to leave.

Brad turned to Mike and Carol and said, “I will have her home by eleven.”

Mike replied, “Midnight is fine, Brad.” Then as Brad and Emma started to leave, Mike added in a very serious voice, “But, not a minute after.”

Carol stifled a giggle and smacked Mike on the shoulder.

Brad and Emma went out the door and Brad opened the passenger door of his truck, waited for Emma to slip in, then closed the door behind her. Moving around to the driver’s side, he climbed into the truck, and they headed off to see a movie. During the movie Brad took Emma’s hand and held it and Emma responded with a gentle squeeze.

After the movie they went to a local burger place and had burgers and fries, talking about their lives and getting to know each other. When an awkward silence arose, Brad got a serious look on his face and said, “Emma, I have to tell you, when we were on the dock and that joint was being passed around, I thought I was going to be the only one to say no and thought everyone was going to think I was a freak.”

Emma fidgeted and blushed as she said quietly, “I thought the same thing, I thought everyone else would think I was nerd or something. Though a year ago, I wouldn’t have passed it up.”

Brad looked at her, a bit confused, so she told him a little about the phase she went through and some of the stupid things she had done. As she told him, she got scared that she was oversharing, something she tended to do, and worried that she might scare him off. But it didn’t, Brad listened quietly and held her hand and when she was done, he smiled and said, “I’m glad you got things figured out, or I never would have gotten the chance to meet you.” They talked about school and their families; Brad had an older brother in the Marine Corps and his father and grandfather had been in the Navy, so his decision to go to West Point had created a bit of drama around the house.

They laughed together, then Brad looked at his watch and said, “I need to get you home.”

They walked back to the truck, holding hands, and once again, Brad opened the door for Emma before getting behind the wheel and heading for her house. They talked and laughed as they drove and at twenty minutes until midnight, they pulled into the driveway. They sat quietly for a moment before Brad slipped an arm around Emma’s shoulder. She slid over and leaned against his shoulder, and they sat for a few minutes.

Emma turned her head and looked up at him and they kissed, lightly. She felt a tingle and pressed harder against him. They kissed for a few minutes, then Brad pulled away and slipped his arm from around her. “Better get you inside, it’s almost midnight.”

Emma giggled and sat up, straightening herself and regaining her composure. Brad got out and went around and opened the door. Taking her hand and walking her to the door. He gave her a kiss and Emma opened the door, thanking him for a wonderful time, then closed the door behind her.

Brad got back in his truck and headed home, Emma’s scent still in his head.

After she closed the door, Emma leaned back against the door and smiled before taking a deep breath and heading to the family room where she knew Carol and Mike would be waiting. Emma grinned as she walked past them and into the kitchen, making a production out of looking at the clock in the family room, which showed three minutes until Midnight, and winking at Mike. Emma poured a glass of water from the pitcher in the fridge and started for her room, but Carol called out to her as she walked past, “excuse me young lady, are you going to tell us about your evening?”

Emma grinned and turned back to them, a slight giggle as she responded, “oh, I didn’t think you’d be interested.” She walked back into the family room, set down her water glass and slid in between Mike and Carol on the couch, wiggling her butt playfully as she did. “He was a perfect gentleman,” she said looking at Mike, “gave me a nice friendly goodnight handshake at the door.”

Mike shook his head and kissed her forehead then said, “OK, smartass, we get it. Did you have a nice time?”

She leaned into Mike and laid her head on his shoulder as she replied, “Yes, saw a fun movie, had burgers and talked. He’s a very nice guy and wicked smart.”

“Good,” Mike said, kissing the top of her head. “Mom and I are going to bed now. Don’t stay up too late.”

Emma sat up and looked at Carol and said sweetly, “Mind if I tag along?”

Carol ran her hand over her beautiful daughter’s cheek and replied, “Of course Emma, you are always welcome.” She leaned in and kissed Emma softly. Emma could feel her nipples stiffening and quickly jumped up and headed for her bedroom.

Mike and Carol got up and made their way to their room, undressing before climbing into bed. A few minutes later, Emma came scurrying down the hall, pushing the door shut behind her, out of habit at this point, and climbed into bed next to Carol. Carol’s hand was cupping Mike’s balls and squeezing them gently, so Emma got on her knees, reached across Carol and wrapped her hand around his shaft and began slowly stroking it as she kissed her mother. Their kiss became hungrier and more urgent, and Mike felt the pressure on his cock increasing as Emma’s excitement built.

Carol broke their kiss and let go of Mike’s balls, sliding down behind Emma. Her hands pressed her ass cheeks apart and she ran her tongue playfully over Emma’s puckering little asshole, then down along the length of pussy. Emma was dripping wet, and Carol wondered how much of that was because of Brad. Emma moved and replaced her hand with her mouth and began slowly bobbing up and down on Mike’s cock as her mother’s tongue made her moan and twitch with excitement. Emma came quickly and Mike could feel her struggling to keep up her rhythm on his cock as her orgasm hit her.

Gasping, Emma pulled off Mike’s cock and turned and kissed her mother before whispering to her, “He’s all ready for you, Mommy.”

Carol slid up, straddling Mike’s hips, and lowered herself slowly onto his cock. Her eyes were locked on Emma’s, and she moaned as she exhaled, Mike sliding slowly inside her. Leaning back, she began to rock her hips and Emma reached down and began to rub her clit. Carol’s pussy clenched Mike’s cock as she rode it, Emma’s long fingers pressing harder, forcing Carol quickly to the edge, then over it. She settled down onto Mike’s cock as her orgasm washed over her, Emma’s fingers still gently pressing her clit and driving her wild.