chapter three: Mary's diner
We arrived at Mary's diner which also looked like it was from the 50's. The sherrif was parked and one other car. Must be the waitress. We parked the truck and went inside. We sat at a booth against the window and waited a few minutes before someone came up to us.
"Howdy y'all. My name's Sara, haven't seen y'all around these parts." She said. As she pulled out a booklet to take our order.
"We just moved into the old warner house." Dad mentioned as he picked up the menu.
The sherrif was sitting at the counter and couldn't but overhear. He chimed in.
"Warner house eh? Well don't get too comfy. Last family only lasted about a month before they picked up and left. They didn't even unpack. Same with the family before them. The place has been empty for years before those two families." Sheriff explained.
"Well I don't believe in superstitions. Everything is explainable." Dad grumbled.
"Whoa hey, don't get upset with me. I'm just warning you. Nobody stays in that house for long." Sherrif said with his hands in the air.
My dad just nodded his head and started to order. He asked for a coffee, eggs over easy and bisquits and gravy. I didn't really look at the menu. I just told her I'd like the same.
"You like coffee?" Dad asked.
"Yeah use to drink it with mom." I said. Even though I've never tasted it before. I just wanted to seem cool.
"Sorry about the sheriff, he's been on edge lately. Keeps mentioning strange things going on in this town." Sara said in a low voice.
Sheriff heard what she said and stood from the chair, and he started rambling on about the strange weather we've been having and that people have been disappearing and reappearing with no memory of where they were. He then grabbed his radio because the dispatcher had mentioned a missing persons report and stormed outside and sped off.
We looked at each other in confusion then Sara walked back to the back to send the order in.
"Do you really think that nothing seems strange about this place dad?" I asked.
He shook his head no as she returned with our coffee. She poured our drinks in silence and looked at me and smiled. Then walked back to the tables to start wiping them down. After a few minutes the food was ready. I didn't even touch the coffee, and he asked why I haven't. So I picked it up and took one sip and it burnt my tongue and the taste was horrible. I cringed at the taste and he started to laugh.
"Hey Sara, can you get my boy some orange juice." He laughed.
She returned with the juice and the food and she smiled once again and started to giggle as she winked at my dad. Odd how I thought. Never really had a caring waitress before. Most were always rude and pissed off. We ate the food which was probably the best I've had in years. We got everything together and he paid for the meal. Sara had slipped my dad a napkin with her number written on the backside. My dad just got himself a date.
"Smooth dad. Mom's gone and you're already dating haha." I laughed.
His face turned red and shook his head.
"Sorry son. I'm not even interested. I have a lot of work to get done by the end of the month." He mumbled.
I knew he was interested in her. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. But I wasn't judging him. I was happy for him. Mom and dad split up 5 years ago and he hasn't been on a single date. It was time for him to settle down. She seemed like a nice lady. Brunette curly hair. Green eyes. Curvy figure and not to mention that she had some other feminine qualities that my dad always admired.
"Alright son let's go." He said as he slid the napkin in his back pocket.
I nodded and we set off to the house. We started driving down the road and before we got to our house, it started to get a little foggy out. The closer to the house, the thicker the fog. Our house looked even creepier as we pulled into the drive with the fog rolling around the house. Looked like something out of a horror movie.
"I guess the weather is strange here. It was clear as day before we left." Dad said as he rubbed his head.
We got out of the truck and started up the walkway to the porch. The fog still became thicker as we opened the door. Before I was able to shut the door I head footsteps behind me. I turned to look and couldn't see anything through the fog. So I slammed the door and locked it behind me.
"You ok son? Look like you've seen a ghost " dad laughed.
He walked back to his study to finish up some work. He said "don't bother me for a bit, gotta get some work done. Tomorrow I'm taking you to get enrolled in school.
I nodded my head as he turned and headed down the hall. I heard the door shut as I looked down at the end table and noticed he had left his keys.
should I check the attic? I thought to myself. But something came over me. My penis started to get hard as if I had someone pressing up against me. It was a strange feeling but at the same time I loved it. I started to rub the bulge as it grew even more. I set off to the bedroom and locked the door behind me. I stripped down to nothing and layed on the mattress. I began to stroke my cock with my hand slowly to get the full erection. After a few seconds, I was hard as a rock.
I gripped my cock tightly as I ran my hand up and down the shaft but this time was different. I could feel the warmth of somebody's hand running down my chest and between my thighs. The feeling of pleasure flowed throughout my body and made me cum almost instantly. Shooting my load all over my stomach and chest once again. But the towel was missing. So I had to go to the bathroom to wash off.
I jumped in the shower to rinse my body off and again I heard the door open. I peeked out to see if anyone was there and still nothing. But I did see something written on the mirror...
To be continued.