Landon entered his room and closed the door quietly behind him. A strange mix of exhilaration and shame rushing through him after his exploits in the shower. He sat on the edge of his bed and stared at himself in the mirror.
“What is wrong with you” he sighed at himself. Then he shook his head.
“No, it’s natural to be curious when something like this happens” he tried to reason with himself, “hopefully this will get sorted and she’ll be none the wiser” he added. He glanced down and his eyes fell on a pair of panties on the floor.
‘Abby must have thrown them in here for me’ he thought as he bent down and picked them up, thrilled that they were another lacy pair. He removed his towel and dried himself off quickly. Feeling another rush of excitement he slowly pulled them up, watching himself in the mirror as he did. He could feel his heart flutter with joy as he watched them slide effortlessly up his legs as though they were made for him.
He pulled them up over his hips and admired how they sat snugly over the void between his legs. He hadn’t felt this happy in ages. He quickly turned around and checked his ass out again, beaming at how pert and perfect it looked encased in the black lace.
“Oh wow!” He gasped, if he didn’t know any better he would have sworn that perfect backside belonged to a woman. He stared for a moment longer, feeling a twinge of guilt for enjoying his appearance more than he felt he should have.
“Best cover up and go get dinner started” he sighed as he grabbed a pair of jogging bottoms and a T-shirt. He pulled them on and headed towards the kitchen. He was surprised to hear sounds coming from inside, and he stuck his head in through the door. Abby was there in a pair of her pyjama bottoms and a vest top, frying some eggs.
“Oh hey dad” she said when she noticed him, “I was getting hungry so I thought I’d cook for a change. It’s only scrambled eggs and fries. Hope that’s ok” she added. Landon was amazed she even knew how to cook anything.
“Uh yeah sure sweetie” he replied, a little lost for words, “I’ll go set the table” he added.
“Don’t bother, go stick something in the tv and we’ll just eat on the couch” she said back as the oven timer began to beep. Landon nodded and headed into the living room. He switched the tv on and tried to find something he thought she’d enjoy, a little thank you for cooking. He found one of the Housewives shows and left it playing as she came in with two plates of food. She handed him one and sat down to eat hers. Landon was surprised the food tasted pretty good, and he was even starting to get into the drama on the show too. Once they’d eaten he set his plate down and looked over at his daughter.
“Abby, how are you coping with… everything today?” He asked kindly. She stared at him in silence for a second, and he prepared himself for one of her teenage outbursts. She took a deep breath and sighed.
“Ok I guess” she said calmly, “it was a real shock at first, but I think I’ve come to terms with it. I just really hope we change back tomorrow” she added.
“You and me both sweetie” Landon replied, slightly impressed with her mature reaction, “so how did it go with the doctors?” He asked. Abby didn’t the next few minutes filling him in on what happened that afternoon, leaving out her little forays in the bathroom with Tiffany and by herself.
“Ok, we’ll it sounds like they have everything in hand” he said when she’d finished.
“What about you?” She asked, “you seem to be taking it well.” She added. Landon swallowed nervously. Had she cottoned on to his little secret?
“I dunno, it panicked me a lot thismorning, but like you said, I think I’ve kinda come to terms with it too.” He said, hoping he didn’t sound to anxious.
“Yeah,” Abby replied thoughtfully, “anyway. If you’re finished give me your plate and I’ll go wash up” she added getting to her feet. Landon passed her his empty plate and she headed into the kitchen, leaving him alone in the living room. He leant back on the couch and sighed before turning his attention back to the show, as the sound of Abby doing the dishes came from the kitchen. He found he couldn’t take his eyes away from the drama unfolding on screen, and before he knew it the episode finished, and the next started, then the next. He only realised the time when Abby returned.
“You’re still in here?” She asked, “it’s nearly 9, don’t you have marking to do?” She asked. Landon glanced at the clock on the mantle.
“Oh shit, you’re right!” He exclaimed jumping to his feet, “I completely lost track of the time” he grabbed his bag and headed to his room.
“What about your homework?” He asked.
“What do you think I’ve been doing for the last two hours?” Abby replied rolling her eyes, “I was just getting a glass of water then I was going to get an early night.” She added, indicating the empty glass in her hand.
“Oh, right, well goodnight then sweetie” he said, cursing himself for focusing too much on the show.
“Goodnight Dad” she replied, “and don’t stay up too late!” She added as he quickly turned around and heading into his room.
