Jenny's room.

We both instantly awoke and freaked the hell out. Jenny grabbed at the covers, pulling them up around her as I completely Lost my balance on the single bed and rolled out to land face first on the floor. At least my knee felt a Little better.

"Dad!" Jenny cried out in a tone of genuine terror at being so obviously caught.

“Larry? Was that your ass I saw then?" Ben Taylor, Jenny's father was stood in the doorway. His voice had turned from overtly loud to genuinely inquisitive.

Well there was no way out of it. I lifted my upper body over the side of the bed so he could see me, thankfully he couldn't see anything below due to the angle of where he stood. Upon seeing my head pop up from beside his only daughter's bedside, I was shocked to see him quite obviously stifle a pleasantly surprised grin.

“H-hey, Mr. Taylor." I ventured out on unsure footing.

“Oh, hi there Larry." Awkward! “So... breakfast in five if you want to join us!" The man blurted out cheerfully before closing the door.

I watched the man beat a hasty retreat before turning to look at Jenny.

Both of us had matching expressions of stunned terror on our faces.

Then the sudden hilarity of the situation hit us squarely in the giggles and we both burst out Laughing, stifling the noise beneath our hands.

“I can't believe he did that!" She shook her head.

“I can't believe I'm still alive." I stood up in search of my trousers.

“Well, we have a rule of no boys in the house when my parents aren't in. I think he knows he can't really stop me doing what I want now that

I'm eighteen but that doesn't mean he can't embarrass the hell out of me." She looked at me, relaxing back in the bed.

“But both my parents have wanted us to get together for years. So I guess you get a free pass. They're probably both down in the kitchen now doing a victory dance."

I grinned, not entirely sure that was the case, but glad that I had her parents blessing none-the-less.

“Where did you put my things Last night?" I asked curiously as my search for pants came to a fruitless end.

“They're still downstairs I think. I'll put on my robe and go get ‘em for you in a sec. First though, I want more kisses." She let the bed cover fall down to reveal her gorgeous tits and reached out for me.

I obliged.

Twenty minutes later, we did the walk of shame into the kitchen. Jenny had managed to nab my clothes quickly and had dressed in a loose fitting tank top and some old sweat pants. She still looked amazing.