Chapter 2: A Good Deed

No good deed should ever go unnoticed and preferably even repaid. This is what I was taught as I was growing up. I teach this lesson to my children, and I taught it very well to my niece. Actually if you already read “Do Unto Others” you know that pay backs are not always hell.

April started school and immediately had more boyfriends then you could shake a dick at, I mean a stick at. High schools in the city were a lot larger than in East Texas which meant more boys and more chances to get in trouble. I had promised my in-laws that I would keep my eye on her, and it was my pleasure doing so. After the first grading period came and went, April proved her self deserving to get a part time job. She found one at the local drug store. The male manager did not even give a shit she had no experience, I’m sure he just wanted her there to look at.

Her second night there I picked her since the guy that was suppose to had been grounded by his parents. This was probably the first time we had been alone in a vehicle since our initial incident. Tempted to see if we could pick up where we left off I showed up with a beer for her. The smile on her face told me she knew where my mind was.

“This was so sweet of you.”

She took the beer and leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and pressed her hand against my crotch. With that she popped open the beer and, just as before, guzzled it like it was water. She smiled at me.

“I thought you might want more than one.” I said as I pulled a second beer from the bag.

“My gosh, how will I ever repay two beers.”

Another kiss to my cheek and hand on now my very erect cock. She smiled and looked down at the bulge in my pants. Then, just as before, she downed the beer. She literally drank beer like most people breath, without a second thought. She finished both of them before we exited the store’s parking lot.

“Hey, do you think if I take a few pills from the pharmacy they would notice?”

“What? Are you crazy? You’ve been there two days and you are already thinking about ripping them off? Damn, that has to be some sort of record.”

“Well to get the record straight I was thinking about ripping them off when I got the job. I mean why work for a drug store if you can’t get a few free pills. Hell, do you know how much guys will pay for pills that knock out girls?”

This was a dream, of that I was certain. Not only was she talking about stealing now selling drugs and accessory to date rape. Where would this end?

“Look I’m not asking for permission to do it. I just want to know if you think they would notice.”

“Of course they would notice. Stores keep inventory of everything now days. Hell, they probably count the toilet paper rolls in the bathrooms.”

“Well, I took a few sleeping pills from some of the filled prescriptions. The customers rarely count how many pills are in the bottle. I mean when was the last time you counted your pills or finished the entire bottle.”

She was right on both accounts and yet I feared telling her as much.

“So how many pills did you get and who do you plan to sell them to?”

“I got eight pills and none of your business who I’m selling them to. I have to maintain some secrecy about what I’m doing.”

“Oh, so now we have secrets from each other?”

“Well, not as many from each other as with and about each other.”

The smile was back. It came from a mouth I could only imagine would be great to have wrapped around my dick. I pulled into the driveway and wondered where I needed to draw the line and be the adult. All I could think of was wanting to fuck her and if I started acting like a parent now, I didn’t see that happening.

I was not surprised to find my wife asleep when I got home. April said she was taking a shower. I told her I would make Daiquiris while she showered.

“And what if my sweet aunt wakes up as I’m drinking?”

“No problem I’ll tell her it is a virgin like I fix for her.”

“And if she asks to taste it?”

“Let her. I’ve never made her a virgin Daiquiri, I just tell her it is so that she won’t know I’m trying to relax her.”

“Oh so you can fuck her huh? You’re as bad as the guys who buy these types of pills.”

To hear her say the word “fuck” woke up my dick again. Sadly I realized she was right. I was using alcohol the same way as guys use drugs to get fucked.

I managed to talk the wife into going upstairs to our bed with the promise I would be there soon. She was in a deeper sleep than when I found her within minutes. I heard the shower water go off and waited a few minutes before going down stairs. Checking several times to make sure the wife was asleep.

When I came down stairs April had her sleeper sofa pulled out and the blankets pulled back. She had poured herself a Daiquiri and was already halfway finished with it. Damn she could drink. She wore a very skimpy purple two piece pajama short set. I’m certain had the light been better in the room I could have seen her pubic hair.

“I hope you don’t mind I started without you.”

“No I don’t mind.”

“I also took the liberty of adding a little more rum to mine as the strawberry taste was too much.”

“Everyone’s a critic, so how is it now?”

“Great! I’m hope you don’t mind but I’m using myself as a guinea pig tonight. I took one of those pills, and I want to see what happens when mixed with alcohol.”

“You did what?”

“Hey, I don’t want somebody killed by something I sold.”

“So what if you kill yourself?”

“I doubt it. I’ve none things like this before. I’ll be fine. Plus this way I kill two birds with one stone.”

“And how is that?”

“Well, I still have to repay you for the beer. Remember what you always say, ‘A good deed should not something something something’ or something like that.”

Her laughter filled the room and it was obvious the pills and booze were starting take their toll on her. She yawned and then drank what was left of her drink.

“Do you need another?”

“No.”

She stretched out long and hard as he answered. Her stomach showing as she stretched and the top button of her top came undone. As she laid back on her bed her pubic hair came into full view. I could not believe the show she was giving me. I sat down on the bed next to her and made small conversation.