Valerie Montgomery watched as her boyfriend shoved clothes haphazardly into a dusty duffel bag, eager to be off the campus and heading home. “Justin, really, what’s the rush? There are parties going on here all night long to celebrate the graduation. We should hang out one more night, say goodbye to our friends, have a few more drinks, and wake up with one more hangover. I don’t see the need to rush back home.” She tucked a stray strand of her blond hair behind her ear, and then placed her hands between her knees, hoping she could get through to him.

Justin Pressman gave her a weak shrug as he shoved another stack of shirts carelessly into his bag. “I don’t want another hangover. And we’ve already said goodbye to everyone who matters. Besides, I have interviews scheduled early on Monday morning, and I want to make sure everything’s ready, give my resume a once over, pick out an outfit that shouts confidence. You can help me with that, actually.” He stopped packing and stood there, staring over at her. “I thought you were eager to be away from this place. Why the sudden bout of holding on?”

Valerie glanced down at her hands, twirling her fingers around each other in a nervous gesture. “I just don’t know if going back to your dad’s is a good idea right now,” she said. Then she glanced back up at him. “He didn’t take your mom leaving so well, you know, and I don’t want to add stress to him by sort of barging into his house and making myself at home.”

Justin chuckled as he reached for another stack of shirts. “Val, Dad loves you and you know it. He wants us there. Hell, he’s probably tired of all the quietness and needs us to liven the place up again. It’ll be great. You’ll see. Besides, we won’t be there long. I have everything planned out. A week tops, and then we’re in our own place.”

Valerie just nodded as she glanced back out the window to the trees in the distance. Justin always had his plans and to-do lists. Four years they spent at the college, finding each other among the thousands of students that roamed the campus. For the past two years, they were inseparable, and had even made plans for their future; well, Justin made plans, that is. Valerie just went along for the ride, letting him steer. That future, however, was suddenly here, and Valerie had to admit, she was a little afraid. She should have been having her fun and experimenting, but Justin was a fairly structured individual, even in his fun. She sighed. Even in their sex. She glanced back up at Justin, his shaggy dark hair dangling across his brows. “I’d really like to stay one more night,” she said, her tone soft, almost pleading, as she stared at him.

He paused, one hand still halfway to his duffel with some shorts, as he looked at her with his soft green eyes. He studied her for a moment and then plopped his shorts back down on his bed. Nodding, he moved over to where she sat, sitting beside her and taking her hands in his. “Are you all right? What’s with the sudden desire to stay? Yesterday you said you couldn’t wait to get out of here.”

She shrugged, holding onto his hands as if a lifeline to her sanity. “I’m just not as ready as I thought, I guess. I know Tony and Celia are heading to Chester’s later. Let’s meet up with them and have one more night before the real world sucks us in. Then we can get back to your plans and to-do lists. It’ll be fun. I promise.”

He studied her some more, his lips pressed into a thin line. Eventually, he nodded, taking a small breath. “All right,” he said. “If that’s what my girl wants, then that’s what she’ll have.” Then he held a finger up as his face grew serious. “One more night, but no hangovers. I want to be on the road early tomorrow. I already told Dad we would be there this weekend.”

She felt the smile crease her face as she nodded. “Promise. No hangovers.” She leaned over, kissing him softly, one hand cupping his cheek. When she pulled away, she felt the flutter in her chest she always felt when she kissed him. “Thank you.”

He squeezed her other hand, his eyes sparkling as he gave her a reassuring smile. “Anytime, sweetie. I’d do anything in the world for you, and you know it.”

She nodded. “I do, but still, thank you.”

“Well, at least help me get this packing finished,” he said. “We can load up the trunk of the car, so there’s less to do in the morning.” She watched as he stood back up, moving back to his packing. “What time are Tony and them hitting Chester’s?”

She told him and then moved to help him pack some of the knickknacks he had collected over the past four years, wrapping them up in old newspaper before stuffing them in a box. It didn’t take long to pack everything up and stuff most of it into the trunk of Justin’s car. They stacked Valerie’s belongings by the door to his dorm room, ready to be hauled down to his car first thing in the morning. Luckily, she didn’t have much she wanted to keep with her, and her parents were able to take the rest with them when they left after the ceremony.

She sat on the corner of his bed, watching him as he stood in the middle of his now empty room, hands on his hips. “I had more shit than I thought I did,” he said, chuckling. “I have no idea where I’ll store all this when we get back home.”

She leaned back, palms down on the bed as she crossed her legs. “Probably keep most of it up in the attic in a box marked “Memories”. That’s where I plan on keeping most of mine.”

He nodded. “More than likely.” He turned back to her, a playful smile toying at the corners of her lips. “We should grab a shower before heading out.” Winking at her, he added, “You know, one more sneaky shower here before we leave forever.”

She sighed at the fact that he used her words against her but couldn’t deny the heat pooling between her legs. With a nod, she said, “One more shower in that tiny ass bathroom of yours.”

He leaned in, kissing her softly. “I love being in tight places with you.” He kissed her once more. “I also love being in your tight places.”

Now, she giggled at his words, leaning into him, and kissing him hard, her tongue shoving its way between his lips as she reached up and gripped the back of his head. They remained locked in a tight embrace for a few moments, their tongues doing the dance she suddenly wanted their bodies to be doing. Breaking the kiss but still holding onto the back of his head, she leaned back slightly, her heart beating a rapid rhythm in her chest. “Is Russell gone?” She didn’t need Justin’s roommate barging in and catching them. Again.

“He left even before graduation,” Justin said with a salacious grin. “The place is ours until tomorrow morning.”

Valerie grinned back. “Best news yet.” And she took his hand, pulling him off the bed and toward the bathroom, grinning over at him. “Let’s take that shower.”

Justin followed. Of course, what choice did he have, right? Valerie pulled him into the bathroom, moving over to start the water before turning back to him and eagerly pulling his shirt up and off. She felt his hands on the hem of her own shirt, pulling it up, as well, and then quickly moving to her back for her bra straps. Within seconds, the two of them stood there, naked, their hands roaming over each other as they fell back into a passionate kiss. Valerie sucked in a breath as she felt his fingers grazing against her quickly hardening nipples. Gripping him tighter, she pushed her breast into his hand, begging him with her moans to play a little rougher. He knew her well enough to know what her moans meant and eagerly obliged, taking her nipple in his fingers, twisting it slightly as he pinched harder. He was more the soft romantic when it came to sex but every once in a while, he gave her the aggressiveness she craved.

Valerie felt her entire body tighten into one taut cord, as if her nerves were on fire, as he clamped down on her nipple. Her moans filled his mouth as she clutched tightly to him, grasping him to her as the bathroom started to fill with steam.

As Justin pulled away, breaking the kiss, she sucked in a deep breath of air, her chest rising and falling with the effort. “God, yes,” she groaned, as Justin kept his grip on her nipple. “That feels so fucking good.”

He leaned down, kissing her softly as he slowly released her nipple. As he stood back up, his grin made her honey drip even more. “Good,” he said. “Now, let’s take that shower, and maybe, just maybe, you’ll feel something else.”

She slid her hand down between them, gripping his hardening cock, and stroking it slowly. “Promises, promises.”

His grin grew as he gripped her hand, pulling her into the shower behind him. “Oh, I intend to keep my promises.”

The water pelted her flesh, the warm spray causing her to shiver at first as he forced her under its pressured stream. She shrieked, her cries turning to giggles as he spun her around so that her hands held her up on the cold tile, the water pouring over her head and down across her breasts. She felt his hands graze over her flesh until he gripped her hips, pulling her ass out a little so that his cock teased at her entrance. Groaning, she pushed herself back onto his hardness, hoping to shove him inside of her. “God, please, Justin,” she moaned. “I need it.”

He leaned forward, his lips brushing her ears. “I need you,” he whispered, his husky tone making her cunt drip even more. And with a deep thrust, he buried himself balls deep inside of her wetness.

Richard Pressman set his coffee cup on the small kitchen table, licking his lips of the remnants of coffee lingering there as he turned the page of his newspaper. He loved lazy Saturdays. At the sound of tires on the driveway, he turned to the front of the house, a smile creasing his face as he slid out of his chair. Justin was home from college, and Richard had to admit, he had been waiting for this day for quite a while. Over the past few months, the house had seemed unbearably quiet since his wife, Jean, left him for someone in her office. It would be good to hear some other voices outside of the ones in his head filling the home.

He opened the front door just as Justin and his girlfriend, Valerie, slid out of the car, both looking sore from being cramped in Justin’s tiny vehicle. “I didn’t expect you for a couple of more hours,” Richard said, waving at the others as he stepped out of his house. “I was sure you’d sleep in after having partied the night away last night.”

Valerie placed her hands in the middle of her back and stretched. Richard had to force himself not to stare at the way her ample breasts pushed against the fabric of her shirt, her nipples poking against the material. She let out a deep breath as she straightened, her breasts spilling out of her low-cut neckline. “There were no hangovers,” she said as she dropped her arms to her sides, glancing over at Justin. “Your son cut the partying off before ten last night.” She shook her head, a playful grin on her face. “Out of college only a few hours and already he’s an old fuddy duddy.”

Richard scoffed, shaking his head. “He’s not my son then. My last night of college my friends and I partied so hard, we found ourselves awake two towns over with no recollection of how we got there and no car to get us back. Hell, I didn’t even remember the name of the girl I woke up beside. It was the blow out of all blow outs to send us each on our way.”

“See?” she said, pointing to Richard as she turned to Justin again. “I told you that’s what we should have done. One more big night of party life before the reality of now being true adults bears down on us.”

Justin rolled his eyes as he walked around the car to Valerie. “As if being a true adult will slow down your partying. We both know better.”

She swatted his belly, feigning shock. “Please, you’re going to give your father a bad impression of me.”

Richard reached their sides, choosing to hug Valerie first. Taking her in his arms, he pressed her to him, her large breasts smashed against his chest. “Nothing could give me a bad impression of you, sweetie; don’t you worry. Well, besides the fact you’re dating my son. That kind of calls into question your judgment.”

“Hey now…” Justin started, but Richard laughed, pulling his son in for a tight hug, as well. “Welcome home, boy,” Richard said, both arms around his son. “I’ve missed you.” As he stood back, glancing at Justin, he couldn’t stop the smile that crossed his face. “Now, let’s get your bags settled, and you can tell me all about your night. Coffee’s on. I’ve been looking forward to having you back home.”

“Coffee sounds great,” Justin said as the two men pulled apart. “And thanks again for letting us crash here for a while. I promise, week at most, and then we’ll be out of your hair.”

“Stay as long as necessary,” Richard said. “I promise you won’t be in my hair. It’s been way too quiet around here, lately.”

“Are you sure?” Valerie asked.

Richard felt the grin cross his face. “Definitely. You’ll brighten up the place with your gorgeous looks.” He gave her a playful wink. “Makes looking at Justin’s ugly mug worth it.”

The blush that warmed her cheeks warmed Richard’s heart.

He helped them unload both cars, stowing most things in the garage until they could sort through it and decide where to put everything. He had to admit, it was going to feel odd having a woman in the house again, but Valerie would definitely brighten the place up. He had forgotten how gorgeous his son’s girlfriend was with her soft blue eyes and the way her blond hair draped over her round shoulders to barely brush the tops of her ample breasts. By the way her nipples poked through the fabric, he could tell she didn’t go for those padded bras, either. Not that he minded, of course, as much as it shamed him to admit, considering she was his son’s girlfriend, and he knew he shouldn’t be looking at her that way. Still, he wasn’t blind or dead. There was no way he could miss how hot the girl was, and to him, she was basically still a girl, even though she was twenty-two.

He gestured for them to lead the way to the kitchen, Justin stepping in front and Valerie following behind. Richard took the opportunity to stare at the girl’s heart-shaped ass in her tight shorts, his brows popping up in appreciation before he stepped in behind her. Yeah, her presence was definitely going to brighten up the house, as well as perk a certain old man up.

“So, what’s the plans for now?” Richard asked as Justin and Valerie slid into chairs around the table while he poured two more cups of coffee.

Justin shrugged. “I have some interviews set up, but that’s about it. I was just eager to get away from that campus and back to a normal life of sorts. You know me, I prefer the calm life.” He chuckled as he said it, taking the cup of coffee his father offered him.

Richard handed Valerie her cup and then pointed to a couple of white ceramic dishes on the table. “Creamer and sugar are there if you need them,” he said as he slid into his seat. “And how about for yourself, Valerie?”

She smiled over at him, the gesture putting a sparkle in her eyes that warmed his heart. “I’m not as stuffy as your son,” she said with a slight giggle. “I want to take a little time to breathe before jumping into anything full time. Have a little fun first, you know? And please, call me Val. Everyone does.”

Richard nodded. “Sounds like a smart idea. I always told our kids that once you start working, you never stop. Don’t be afraid to take time to play first. Life’s too short not to have fun.”

She grinned over at Justin as she reached over, placing her hand on his. “That’s what I keep telling him, but he’s Mr. Business. I’ll just have to have enough fun for the both of us.”

“Hey, I don’t want to be the last one through the door,” Justin said. “I want to be the first to wow them. I’m not going to achieve my goals by taking time to play.”

“I’m sure you’ll wow them just fine,” Richard said. “But life is more than work.”

Valerie nodded as she slid her hand back to her coffee cup. “Agreed. Work is to fund your life, not be your life. I prefer to save my energy for what happens when I clock out for the day.”

“Exactly,” Richard said, pointing to Valerie. “You should listen to her, Justin. The girl has a good head on her shoulders.”

Justin cocked an eyebrow at his father, smirking. “Except for her choice in boyfriend?”

Richard laughed, waving off the statement. “Everyone has a lapse in judgment once in a while.” He glanced over at the young blonde, a smile creasing his face. “I’m sure Val here has a lot of other great qualities.” He forced his gaze not to fall to her chest as he said that last line, wondering if his son had already plundered Valerie’s treasures. Richard knew if it had been him, he would be between the girl’s legs as often as possible. The two seemed complete opposites, however, Justin a serious goal-setter, while Valerie appeared more the take life as it happens sort. How the two wound up together, Richard had a hard time understanding. Not that he blamed Justin, of course. Not at all. Valerie was a step in the right direction for Richard’s son. She was also not the type of girl Justin had ever dated before. It would be interesting to see where the two of them wound up in the days and months ahead now that college was over. “Well, you’re welcome to stay here as long as you want,” he told her. “Unless you have plans to visit your folks. Are they near here?”

Valerie shook her head. “I saw them at graduation. They’re heading to Indiana to visit my aunt and uncle.” She shrugged. “I wasn’t ready for a trip like that just yet, so I was glad when Justin offered for me to join him here.”

Justin smiled over at her as he lifted his coffee cup to his lips. “What can I say? I wasn’t ready for her to leave me just yet, even for a little while. Once we get everything set up here, we can make plans to go visit them.”

Richard chuckled. “That’s my son, the planner. Growing up, he had notebooks all over the place with lists and schedules.”

Justin blushed as he dropped his gaze to his coffee cup. “Well, actually, I still have plans in a notebook. I just haven’t shared them with Val, yet.” He glanced over at her, giving her a sheepish shrug. “I kind of figured I had hit you with enough plans for graduation and getting here that you weren’t ready for the rest.”

Richard laughed harder. “There’s my son.”

Valerie giggled as she reached over and squeezed Justin’s wrist, shaking her head. “I am not surprised.”

Richard took a sip of his coffee, staring at the young girl over the rim of his cup, wondering once more how his son had landed such a carefree woman.