He'll be back

Chapter seven

It was past ten when Seth and Summer entered the Cohen house. Seth quietly shut the door and motioned for Summer to follow him up the stairs. She sighed and slipped off her heels and held them with her left hand, her fingers like hooks. They made their way into Seth's room where he leaned his board against the wall and moved towards his stereo, he pressed the power button and music enveloped the room. Seth let out a deep breath that he had been holding.

"Why are we sneaking around?" Summer asked confused.

"My parents are not thrilled with me right now and having you in my bedroom would not be a wise thing,"

"Yet, I'm here anyway, Cohen you have the worst judgment ever,"

"That's what makes me special, "

"No that's what makes you retarded," Summer said standing on her tip toes to place a kiss on his lips cutting any chance for him to retort.

"Mmmm that's nice," he said looking at her. He then bent his knees and landed on his bed, he then pulled her on top of him as he lay back.

"Three… times… in one day?" Summer asked innocently in between quick kisses. Seth's hand found its way under Summer's shirt and made beeline for her breasts.

"I have a healthy sexual appetite," Seth said rolling Summer on to her back. He undid her pants and slid them down her legs.

"You are so stupid," Summer laughed at Seth, who was franticly jumping out of his jeans. His foot was stuck and his couldn't get out of them.

Meanwhile downstairs in the TV room Sandy and Kirsten were watching a sappy romantic comedy. Sandy's arm was wrapped around Kirsten and a fleece blanket was wrapped around her legs. "Did you hear that," Kirsten asked Sandy.

"No, what?"

"That loud thump, it was like Seth fell or something."

"No I didn't hear it, maybe it was your imagination." Sandy said planting a kiss on her forehead.

Up stairs Seth lay on the ground with his pants next to him. He lay on his back exhausted. "Seth, get up," Summer whined. Seth's boxers had a little plumage as he hopped on to the bed. Summer felt his hard on press into her as he leaned in for a kiss. "Excited much?" She asked him teasing.

"Yes," he answered in a husky voice.

Downstairs Kirsten leaned her head on Sandy's shoulder. Bam Bam Bam. "Seth is jumping on his bed again," Kirsten cried, " He is destroying the wall behind his bed you know."

Sandy sighed and got up off the couch pausing the movie. "I'll be right back, honey,"

He walked up the stairs quickly and turned the knob on Seth's door and pushed it open. Kirsten sitting on the couch heard a female scream and ran up the stairs, confused.

Sandy stood in the hallway doubled over with laughter and Seth's door was ajar. Kirsten opened the door and was shocked to see Seth pulling on a tee-shirt absolutely beet red while Summer was in her son's bed with the sheets pulled up to her chin.

"Hi Summer," Kirsten offered weakly,

"Mom, could you give us a minute please," Seth asked looking although he was about to begin crying.

Kirsten backed out and shut the door, with a click. "Were they… you know?"

"Jumping on the bed…?" Sandy chuckled

"I didn't realize…"

"What you and Jimmy were never that close at 17?"

"I mean we didn't do that while my parents were still awake!" she admitted, "God I can't believe we just walked in on them."

"Seth I have never been so embarrassed in my life, " Summer moaned. "Not even when I groped the wrong guy's butt at a party, I was at least able to make it look like I meant it."

"Summer the people that changed my diapers just walked in on us having sex, they aren't supposed to know my penis works for anything but peeing"

"Seth your parents probably think I'm a whore,"

"It's doubtful, my dad has been trying to give me tips and pointers he is probably waiting for you to get out of the room to ask you if they worked?"

"Hold up, you talk about our sex with your dad?"

"Not by choice, he forces himself onto to me," Seth said, " Wait that sounded wrong,"

Summer and Seth emerged downstairs fully dressed. "Good night, Cohen," Summer said quickly averting her gaze from Kirsten and Sandy, who stood near by waiting to ream Seth.

"Night," Seth said as they awkwardly tried to kiss each other. It turned into a hug and when Seth let go Summer high tailed it for the door. An engine was heard and a painful silence meet Seth's ears.

Sandy cleared his throat. "Well at least we know that you've made up"

"Dad," Seth said cringing.

"Look, I think that there may be nothing better in the world then good make up sex,"

"Sandy," Kirsten snapped,

"Son the point is that in all fairness this is a very lenient household. Your mother and I don't want you abusing this."

"So you don't want me having sex under this roof?" Seth asked eager to get the conversation finished.

"No, no that's not what we're saying." Sandy said his hands making elaborate gestures. "We don't want you to sneak around behind our backs,"

"So let me get this straight, you would rather me come into the kitchen with Summer in tow and tell you that we headed up to my room?" Seth asked disgusted.

"Yes, that is exactly it, we want you to be open with us,"

Kirsten held a glass of wine and shook her head. Seth looked like he was being fed his own liver. " I can't do that," Seth whined, "I need privacy,"

"Well your mother and I need to sleep and we would like to know when we are going to be interrupted. "

Seth groaned and turned back up the stairs. His father was impossible.