"Dad, Vida, are you in--"
Tony froze. Vida froze. My c**k throbbed.
"Ah, s**t," I said.
Vida pulled her hand away. "Tony, I, I, I--"
"What the hell?" Tony said. "Dad!"
"Tony, calm down, son," I said, lifting my hands to ease him.
"Dad, what the hell are you doing? Again?!"
"Again?" Vida said.
Tony was shouting. "You promised me you'd never do this again! My first girlfriend wasn't enough for you? Now Vida?"
"Quiet!" I snapped, raising my voice over his. "Get in here and close that door!"
"Why?" he said indignantly.
"I said close that f*****g door! Now! Before your mother hears."
Tony's angry face softened. He was always an obedient boy, and he knew better than to stand up to his father.
"Yes, sir," he said. He stepped in and closed the door, though he stayed back.
"Good boy,"
