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I saw Steve approaching me from the windy path down the hill from the cabin, two bottled beers in one hand. Everyone else had passed out, but I was wide awake. That night, after many, many drinks I found myself wandering out to the dock. But I felt something else when Steve winked at us. Everyone felt relieved and told my BFF how lucky she was to have a “cool” dad. But, Steve gave us a wink and told us to stay on the lower level and he’d stay out of our way. At first it was uncomfortable when we arrived and saw the trucks, Steve was there with his brother and some other men. It was a fun game to play but I didn’t think he ever noticed, or at least he never really acknowledged me until one of those debaucherous weekends when my friend and her dad got their messages crossed and we all ended up at the lake house together. Little dresses only a college freshman could wear, low cut tank tops and once - when I was especially bored - a sheer white t-shirt with no bra underneath because, “whoops” I had just rolled out of bed. I always made sure to dress my best when I knew he was stopping by. It was the last conversation we had about him, but it definitely wasn’t the last time I thought about him. “Ha ha, are you one of those girls? I don’t get the whole “hot dad” thing. “Has anyone ever told you your dad is really hot?” I asked this when we were going to bed that night, figuring a little salacious question asking would bond us (it did). His name was Steve and he bought us burgers later that day, after we’d all finished moving. I met him the same day I meet her, as he lugged her heavy furniture into our freshman dorm, sweaty and attractive - in a rugged, masculine way. I’d met her dad a few times since I’d known her. We’d go there a few times a semester with our group of girlfriends and whatever guys we were dating/crushing on at the moment and spend the weekend playing drinking games and daring each other to go skinny dipping. My best friend in college had a lake house about an hour away from our campus. I was surprised no one had tried this with me before, from what I can gather after the fact it seems very popular with men, but they’re too intimidated to try it in real life, or at least initiate it. It was an exhilarating discovery, learning there’s a whole new thing out there to try and do. He was the first guy to ever get his cock to that place in the back of my mouth where it can slip into my throat. By Adrienne West Updated OctoShutterstock