Wyatt

Wyatt sat in front of the desk at his office. He was plowing through some financial documents that needed reviewing. It was a job that would normally have taken a few days, but he had every intention of getting it done in just a few hours. He'd made the promise to Maggie and Lily that they could go to the Renaissance Fair that afternoon and he wasn't about to back out of it.

The Fair was all that Maggie had been talking about, ever since he had mentioned it the night before during dinner. She'd even gone upstairs that evening and pulled out her pirate costume. She laid it out on the bed, making sure that she had all of the accessories to go with it. Lily helped her, too, by locating an eye patch and some gold-colored costume jewelry.

This should be great, he thought, taking another sip of coffee to help energize him through the morning. An entire afternoon with Maggie and Lily. It's just what I need. Maybe it will help me to relax a little bit.

A knocking came on his office door and he glanced up to see a silhouette standing on the opposite side of the frosted glass. He sighed and looked back down at his work. Whoever was on the other side, knocked again, this time a little louder.

“Goddammit,” Wyatt muttered.

Cindy is supposed to let me know if someone wants to see me, he thought. This is exactly why I want her to do that for me. I'm being interrupted right now and I don't have the time to handle anything else.

The knocking came again, though, and Wyatt decided it would just be easier to deal with whoever was on the other side. That way, he could hopefully get back to work quickly and get on with his day.

“Come in,” he called out.

The door opened a crack and David popped his head in. “Hey, buddy. Whatcha doin'?”

Wyatt raised his eyebrows. “I'm working.”

“Am I interrupting?” he asked, as though the answer wasn't completely obvious.

“Yes,” Wyatt said, pushing the papers away and finally looking up toward David. “I've got a busy day. I need to get out of here by lunch time.”

“A date?” David asked, stepping the rest of the way into Wyatt's office and taking a seat in the extra chair.

“Maybe,” Wyatt said. “What's up? You look extra happy today. It's kind of making me nervous. Did something happen?”

David smiled wide and leaned back in the chair, putting his hands behind his head to stare dreamily at the ceiling. “Yes, Wyatt, something did happen. Something so beautiful and amazing that I almost wonder if you'll believe me when I tell you.”

“Hold on, let me guess,” Wyatt said, with a dramatic pause afterward. “You got laid by someone your own age?”

David brought his gaze down to meet Wyatt's. “Very funny, but you know I only date women between the ages of twenty-one and twenty-seven. Give or take a year or two.”

Wyatt laughed and shook his head. “Oh yeah, my bad. I forgot about that rule.”

“No, what I have is much better than getting laid,” he said, standing up from the chair.

He approached Wyatt and pulled two tickets out of the front pocket of his slacks, slapping them down onto the desk.

“I got playoff tickets,” he said proudly.

Wyatt's eyes widened. “Holy shit. You weren't kidding the other day, were you?”

“Nope,” David said. “Two court-side tickets to the first playoff game of the year. It's going to be epic and you're coming with.”

“That's in a few weeks, right?” Wyatt asked.

David nodded. “Yep. So mark your calendar.”

I guess I might be able to go, Wyatt thought to himself. Mildred will be back in town then and I'm sure she wouldn't mind watching Maggie that night.

“Alright,” Wyatt said. “I think I'll be able to make it happen.”

“You think?” David asked. “You better be able to make it work. Do you have any idea how much it cost me to get these?”

Wyatt smiled. “I'm guessing less than you spent at the bar last night.”

David parted his lips to respond, then paused for a moment. “You might be right about that. It doesn't matter, though. I want you to come with, because it's going to be a ton of fun. Won't be the same without you.”

“Alright, fair enough. I'll go,” Wyatt said. “For what it's worth, I really do appreciate you getting the tickets. As much as I hate to admit it, you were right the other day when you said I need to try to get out more.”

“I'm always right.” David picked up the tickets and put them back in his pocket, then turned to leave. On his way toward the door, he glanced over his shoulder. “Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go hit on your secretary.”

Wyatt flashed a wink. “Good luck with that. She's married and she can be pretty mean. Trust me. She runs this joint. Although, she did let you in here, so I'm starting to question how mean she really is.”

“Hopefully very mean. I like those kind of girls,” David said, laughing. “They're always the best in bed.”

Wyatt just chuckled and shook his head. David left the office and closed the door behind him as he exited. With a sigh, Wyatt went back to work.

* * *

Wyatt parked his Lamborghini in the garage and headed inside his house. It was just a quarter past noon. He'd worked his butt off to get everything done that he needed to and he had somehow pulled it off. They still had most of the day left to enjoy the nice weather at the fair.

“I'm home!” he called out down the hallway, but there was no reply.

He stepped into the kitchen and peered around, but nobody was there. The smell of hot dogs and macaroni filled the air. He recognized it, because it was Maggie's favorite lunch. He assumed that she must have talked Lily into making it for her.

“Anybody home?” he said, continuing his search.

Wyatt made his way past the living room, but didn't see either of the girls.

Oh well, he thought. I'm sure they're around. Maybe Lily took Maggie to the park again or something.

He went upstairs and to his bedroom to get out of his suit and tie. He dug through his closet, finding a nice pair of white shorts and a light blue polo shirt. It wasn't exactly the kind of outfit that would make him fit in at a Renaissance Fair, but he also didn't happen to have a pirate or a knight's costume on hand. The polo shirt would have to do.

Once dressed, he sprayed on a bit of cologne and combed his hair. He quickly gave himself a glance in the mirror before stepping back into the hallway to find Lily and Maggie.

“Where are you guys?” he called out, peeking into Maggie's room. “Are you playing hide and seek?”

Maggie's room was empty, but he did notice that her pirate outfit had been moved to the chair. Everything was neatly organized next to it, including the eye patch and even more costume jewelry than was there the night before. He smiled when he saw it.

Lily must have put all of that together for her, he thought. Caroline used to do that for her, too. That's so sweet.

Wyatt sighed and then turned around, heading toward Lily's room. The door was open just a crack, so he knocked lightly as he pushed it open the rest of the way.

“Lily?”

There was no sign of her at all, though.

Hmm, he thought, with a shrug. They're probably off doing something fun. I hope they didn't forget about the fair, though.

Wyatt returned downstairs and made his way toward the back of the house. There were two places he hadn't checked yet where Lily and Maggie might have been. One was the basement and the other was the back yard. He decided to take a look out back first and see if they were there. He slid open the door to the patio and stepped outside. He immediately heard the sound of Maggie giggling and the splashing of water.

When he glanced over, he saw Lily standing in the shallow end of the swimming pool. Maggie was standing on the edge, looking like she was about ready to jump in.

“I'll catch you,” Lily said, taking a step forward and lifting her hands up.

Oh wow, Wyatt thought, gazing at her.

Lily was wearing a skimpy bikini. The bottoms were black and top was a bright pink. His eyes dropped down her back, focusing on her tight ass.

Jesus Christ, he thought. He glanced away, but then immediately looked again.

The material of the swimsuit had crawled up a bit, exposing her buns a little. Her ass looked incredible. He couldn't help but to stare.

“Okay, you count, Maggie,” Lily said, her voice echoing throughout the backyard. “On the count of three, you jump in.”

Maggie giggled nervously, then took a step back away from the edge. “I'm scared, Aunt Wiwee.”

“Don't be scared, sweetheart,” Lily said. “I'm right here. I'll catch you. You just have to trust me.”

Wyatt smiled as he watched them interact. Maggie hesitantly stepped close to the edge of the pool again, teetering as she balanced on the balls of her feet.

“You ready?” Lily asked. “You count, okay? Jump on three.”

Maggie nodded, then slowly began her count. “One, two, fwee!”

To Wyatt's surprise, Maggie jumped out toward Lily on the count of three. Lily caught her as soon as she hit the water. Immediately, Maggie's eyes lit up and she squealed in laughter.

“Again! Again!” she shouted.

Oh, my God, Wyatt said, standing in awe. I've been trying to get Maggie to let me catch her in the water like that for months and I haven't had any luck at all. Did I really just see that happen? That's incredible.

“Okay, one more time and then we have to get ready for the fair,” Lily said. “Your dad will be home any minute and we want to make sure you're all dressed up.”

“I get to be a pirate today!” Maggie said, as Lily helped her to climb the ladder out of the pool.

Wyatt's attention went back to Lily. He watched as she took a few steps onto the ladder in order to assist Maggie. Lily's lower half broke the surface of the water, giving him an even better view of her backside.

It's not even fair, he thought, shaking his head. She's perfect.

In Wyatt's mind, Lily's ass was a work of art. It was nicer to look at than anything Leonardo da Vinci had ever painted, at least that was what he thought. He could have stared at it all day if it wasn't for the nagging guilt in the back of his mind. It was the same guilt that haunted him any time he thought about anything sexual with another woman.

I can admire Lily, though, right? Wyatt asked himself. I mean, I'm just looking. What straight male in their right mind wouldn't check her out, especially when she's in your backyard playing in your swimming pool?

His eyes didn't budge. They just stayed right on Lily's body until she slipped back down into the water. He watched Maggie jump off of the edge again into Lily's arms, this time without any hesitation whatsoever. It was like she was fearless now, at least as long as Lily was in the water with her.

“Amazing,” Wyatt said softly.

He glanced at his watch to see that it was almost one in the afternoon now. If they were to have any time to spend at the fair, they needed to leave the house sooner rather than later.

Wyatt cleared his throat and stepped off of the patio, finally making his presence known to Lily and Maggie.

“There you guys are!” he shouted, as he walked toward them.

Lily was now giving Maggie a piggyback ride in the water and she turned as soon as she noticed Wyatt.

“Oh, hey!” Lily said. “We were just taking a quick swim. I wasn't too sure when you'd be getting back from work and I didn't want to waste a second of this amazing weather.”

“Just walked in the door.” Wyatt lied, but it was just a little white lie. He obviously didn't want Lily to know that he had spent the last five minutes staring at her ass.

“Daddy, you want to see what I can do?” Maggie asked.

“Yes, of course.” Wyatt walked over to the edge of the pool across from them and sat down, dipping his bare feet into the water.

Lily helped Maggie out of the pool again.

“Count to fwee, Daddy,” Maggie said, positioning herself so that she could jump in. “Aunt Wiwee will catch me.”

Wyatt chuckled. “Alright. One, two, three!”

On the third count, Maggie did her jump. As soon as Lily caught her, she started giggling and smiling. Wyatt clapped proudly.

“Maggie, that was awesome!” he said. “You're so brave!”

“I'm not scared of water any more,” Maggie said. “Aunt Wiwee is the best-est”

Lily spun around and carried Maggie across the water toward her dad.

“She is most definitely the best-est,” Wyatt said, smirking as he lifted Maggie off of Lily's shoulders and set her down on the concrete beside him.

He turned to look at Lily and they locked eyes for a moment. He felt the tingling of attraction as their eyes met, just like he had that first night she'd made dinner. It made him temporarily breathless. It was as though all time had stopped while he got lost in those beautiful blue irises of hers.

“She's going to be an amazing swimmer one day,” Lily said, bringing Wyatt back to reality. “I can already tell. She'll be able to tread water in no time.”

Wyatt was shocked at Maggie's progress in the water. It was amazing to see how comfortable Maggie was and how much trust she obviously had in Lily.

“I really appreciate you taking the time to try and teach her,” Wyatt said. “Tell you what, I'm going to pay you extra for doing it.”

Lily smiled coyly, but shook her head. “You don't have to do that. I don't mind teaching her. It's a lot of fun actually.”

“Look, I'd have to pay somebody for swim lessons if you weren't here,” he said. “I'd rather the money go to you than some random person that I don't know.”

Lily shrugged. “If you insist.”

“And I do,” Wyatt said. “So, are you guys ready to check out the fair?”

“Yep,” Maggie said, matter-of-factually.

Lily nodded. “Yeah, we just need to dry off and get dressed first. Give us fifteen minutes?”

“You got it,” Wyatt said. “I'll pull the SUV out of the garage and get everything ready. I'll meet you out front in a few.”

Wyatt stood up and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around Maggie's shoulders. She huddled up into it and then scurried inside, leaving a trail of pool water on the concrete as she went. He then grabbed a second towel, this one intended for Lily. When he turned around, he watched Lily grabbed the handles of the ladder and make her way up. Her upper half came out of the pool and his eyes drifted toward her chest.

Water droplets slid down her neck and across her breasts, stopping when they collided with her bikini top. He drew in a quick breath and then swallowed. It was hard not to stare. Her tits looked absolutely incredible underneath that top. Her skin was so smooth and her breasts looked so firm and perky.

Goddamn, he thought, feeling the pace of his heartbeat quicken behind his ribs.

He already knew how nice of a body she had. He'd seen it the other night when he'd gotten home. However, when he'd walked in on her that night, she was wearing a tank top. He hadn't really gotten to see the shape of her breasts, or her stomach, which was nicely toned and as sexy as could be. Also, something about seeing her soaking wet with pool water seemed to make her look even hotter. The way the water reflected off of her skin seemed to accentuate her beauty.

Wyatt opened up the towel for her, trying to stay casual.

“Oh, thanks,” Lily said, coming the rest of the way out of the pool.

“No problem,” he replied, clearing the nervousness out of his throat.

His cock had begun to grow a bit underneath his shorts. He made sure he used the opened towel to hide his excitement.

“Looking forward the fair?” he asked, doing everything possible to take his mind off of the incredible female body in front of him.

“Yes, definitely,” Lily said. “In fact, I should run upstairs and help Maggie get dressed.”

“Yeah, that's a great idea,” Wyatt said.

Lily took the towel from him and wrapped herself in it. In a way, Wyatt was grateful once she had covered up. It alleviated the temptations and the naughty thoughts that had infiltrated his mind.

“Alright, well I've already packed some snacks,” Lily said. “Everything is in the cooler in the kitchen. If you can load that up in the car, I'll go get Maggie ready. We should be on the road in just a few minutes.”

Wyatt smiled and took a step to the side to let Lily by. “That's perfect. I'll grab that cooler.”

Lily walked past him and once again, they made distinct eye contact. It lasted less than a second, but was enough to create a burst of excitement in Wyatt's gut.

Am I the only one who felt that? He thought. Or did Lily notice that, too? It must be obvious that I'm attracted to her and I'm starting to wonder if she feels the same way about me. Either that, or it has just been way too long since I've been intimate with a woman. I'm probably just imagining all of this. It was nothing. Yeah. That's it. Nothing.

He watched as Lily headed into the house, disappearing through the patio doors. His dick had now softened and the awkward bump in the front of his pants had gone away. With a sigh, Wyatt stepped toward the house. He needed to load up the cooler and get the car ready. They had a fair to attend and he couldn't waste any more time with his guilty fantasies.