Cat went upstairs and I took the dirty plates and glasses to the dishwasher. Being alone after… what? Over an hour with her, it gave me time to take a deep breath. My cock was still hard, just watching her eat, tiny bites, sometimes holding a piece of pancake between her lips… her small fingers holding the big glass… What was wrong with me? For the last 6 months, my sex drive was close to non-existent and now I get a raging hard-on just from looking at a girl eating pancakes? I closed my eyes. Saw the math book with the number on it. No way. Stop it.
I loaded the dishwasher, cleaned the table & the stove, and rinsed the pan. I felt sweaty. The spicy pancakes. Cat's eyes. The way her shoulders moved under the hoodie. Her tongue, fishing a small piece of broccoli from the corner of her mouth. I felt my T-shirt getting damp on my back.
Cat came back down, 3 BluRays in her small hands.
"Quite a collection, Sir. But may I say… at least half the movies are probably older than you? There are some in black and white. Black and white."
"Yes, cinema is over 100 years old. It didn't start with the Marvel Universe".
"Ouch, Dad. But yeah, some of them are crap, but it's entertaining crap. Have you watched the Black Widow one?"
"Yes, I think so. It was the good kind of entertaining crap"
"Touche"
"Touche"
"That's what she said"
"That's what… never mind. What have you got?"
Cat held up the first disc. "Hellraiser"
"Sorry, that's a hard no. Nothing R-rated, your mom would kill me. Plus… it's like a really old movie, almost as old as I am."
"Not black and white, though. And it said something about S&M on the cover."
Pause.
"First… Why do you want to watch something like S & M? And why do you even know what this is?"
"It was in our sex ed book. It sounded… weird. Weird and a bit funny."
"Trust me, Hellraiser isn't funny. Still a hard no"
"Spoilsport. OK, next…" - "Irreversible"
"Cat, seriously, what the…"
"I remember some Reddit thread about the best rape scenes and I think this one won."
"OK, this is getting weird. Another hard no. And 'Best Rape Scene'? That's kinda… sick…"
"Agreed. But still, if you want to get a taste of the broader ranges of cinematic art, starting with the best of each is not a bad strategy, right?"
"Agreed. But your broader ranges of cinematic art are limited to PG-13 and below, at least for now."
"Sigh. Might as well take the other one back upstairs, too, and do another round. You have a pretty extensive Disney and Pixar section, I'll find one without S&M or rape. Or maybe just with a mediocre rape scene, not a winner of the grand prix"
"What's the last one? I'm not sure I wanna know, but just out of curiosity…"
"Scream"
"Scream?"
"Scream… it's a really old one. I wanted to watch the new one with that girl from 'Wednesday', but that was a hard no from Mom. But I thought maybe the first is also ok?"
"I haven't seen the last two, but most of the sequels were crap. Entertaining crap to quote a famous movie critic. But the first one is actually quite good"
"OK, then, Scream it is"
"Nope. Take a look at the cover. R."
"Pretty please, Daddy?"
"Oh come on…" But I already felt I was caving in. I didn't remember all of it, the movie was something like 25 years old… but I was pretty sure it wasn't gory (at least not Hellraiser gory), no sex scenes, nothing controversial.
She held the box in front of her chest, tilted her head to the side, and batted her eyelashes a few times, slowly.
"Not a word to your mom, okay? If she asks, we watch…"
"Irreversible. Best rape scene and - if I remember correctly - best head bashing".
"I'm serious. I think 'Scream' is okay for you. But I still don't want to discuss this with your mom."
"Deal. I won't discuss anything about this evening with her." A wink. My cock twitched. I felt more sweat running down my back.
Game, set, and match.
"Do you have any popcorn?"
"Uhm, no."
"Movie nights without popcorn are against the law. Lemme run downstairs and get some. I also have to change."
"Take your time, I'm going to take a quick shower. I think I smell like cooking oil and shredded broccoli"
"Amazing, and you haven't even cooked". Another wink, she turned around and exited stage right.
I heard her yell from the stairway: "Gimme 20 minutes…"
I went to the bathroom upstairs, undressed, got into the walk-in shower, and turned cold water on. My cock was harder than it had been… I dunno… years? I let cold water run over it and it slowly shrank. I soaped up, rinsed off, and got out. Dried myself with a towel from the towel warmer. I put on the tightest pair of boxers I had. If I get another boner later ("If?" a little voice in my head whispered), this should keep it in check. I put on loose jogging pants and a black T-shirt. I checked myself in the mirror. I looked a little flushed. My hair looked a little bit darker when it was wet, but at least you couldn't see the little specks of gray that had started to appear about a year ago. I'm by no means a good-looking guy. If anything, I look pretty average. My body was reasonably fit for somebody pushing 50. I adjusted my cock and made sure it was pointing upwards. No more weird sideway boners tonight, please. My cock is an average 6 inches, not circumcised and I think a little thicker than the average. I never heard any complaints about it. I also had never heard any praise for it. Average. The way I had used it when I was still having sex… probably average. I hoped.
I got out of the bathroom and stepped into the big home cinema room - and froze. Cat was standing there, a small package of microwave popcorn in her hand. She was wearing a loose ankle-length white nightgown with a small scoop neck and long sleeves. Very conservative and not at all revealing… well, revealing in the sense that I could see that she didn't have any curves at all. But still… a nightgown.
"Uhm, what's that?"
"My PJs are in the washer and this is the only proper movie night attire I had. Sorry, I look like a lamppost in it"
"You look… OK. But I didn't know we would…"
"I look OK? You're quite a player, aren't you?" Another wink and the twitch was back.
"Lemme make the popcorn and you handle the…" She waved her hands around the room "...cinema stuff".
She ran down and I could hear the door of the microwave pop open. I pushed one button on my central remote and the BluRay player, sound system and projector were on. I put the Scream BluRay into the player, turned the volume down, waited for all the startup crap, chose play from the main menu, and hit pause. I turned the volume up.