Chapter 3: Dinner and a Show

It was time. Mom and Dad arrived home within minutes of each other, walked through the living room, and greeted Kara warmly, then left us briefly. Reappearing, both were naked as usual.

I thought about Kara’s reactions, seeing my parents this way. What was it like for her? Both of our mothers were heavy. I only had a glimpse of Arlene, but I thought her breasts were at least as big as Mom’s. Likely, Kara would appreciate her curves the way Dad and I did. And Arlene did! I should remember to ask Kara if her mom ever thought about guys.

Understandably, Kara was trying not to show how focused she was on Dad’s dick. I didn’t think about it much myself, but it seemed larger than average. Sometimes I noticed him getting partially aroused, usually when making out with Mom. I would just smile and look away.

Then he caught her looking, and Kara’s face flushed to full redness. She tried to apologize, but he stopped her.

“Kara, my wife says you live with your mother only; there aren’t any men around. I really don’t mind if you look; it’s perfectly natural. If I were bothered, I wouldn’t walk around my house naked.

“On the other hand, Connor is dating a beautiful young woman, second only to my Doris. I’m not likely to get through dinner without a hard-on. I’ll bet my son hasn’t been soft for hours, maybe days. Right?”

“Yeah, Dad. Kara...”

He held up his hand. “I get it. Be kind to her tonight and make me proud. Oh, I’m already ... Make me even prouder.

“Honey, is the food ready?”

“Yeah, I’m putting the boxes from Cantonese House out on the table now. Good, here comes Kendall.”

I couldn’t help myself; I nudged Kara to look at my brother. The best word for him might be “depleted.” And yet, a smile kept trying to break out on his face. He walked right up to Kara and kissed her on the cheek.

“Thank you. Four times,” he whispered. He was wearing Kara’s panties; they were just hanging off him because he didn’t have her round ass cheeks to hold them up. Mom and Dad were talking, so they didn’t notice his strange behavior.

Kara looked at me, questioning.

“He jerked off to four orgasms, thanks to you. You can do that when you’re young and inspired. I think my brother wants to be your love slave if you get tired of me.”

“No fucking way. Besides, he should be asking other girls for their panties.”

Oops, Mom heard that.

“Kendall! Do not harass our guest! There are lots of other girls you could be talking to.”

“None of them are as beautiful as Kara, or as sweet,” he sulked.

“Ken, tonight is for Kara, not you. I expect you to behave. Who knows, maybe Kara and Connor can hook you up with a younger girl who wants to trade underwear with you.”

Kara snorted and immediately apologized. Ken suddenly looked a little hopeful, though. Conversation flowed freely, and my parents were their sociable selves, probing Kara gently without sounding intrusive.

My dad wasn’t a family lawyer, but his face got cloudy when Kara described how her father had left them with a pittance. I could almost see him making a mental checkmark to have Arlene over and inquire further.

Kara explained that she knew these things because her mother had turned over to her all the family finances, such as they were. That’s why she knew that all of their savings were in her college fund instead of a retirement account for Arlene. Dad glowered again, although he tried to hide it.

For her part, Mom told a bunch of embarrassing stories about little boy Connor and his shenanigans. But she started with my birth, and I shrank back knowing the story from previous recounting.

“Kara, I was at full term with Connor, and he was lazy and wouldn’t come out, so they gave me an injection to start labor. Hours later, a male nurse came in with a razor, insisting I needed to be shaved. I had this darling little tuft of curly blonde hair, a lot like you have. I was proud of it; I even shampooed and brushed it ever since it started growing at age, well, never mind that.

“The asshole waited until I was straining in the middle of a contraction and started shaving me bare. Larry almost punched the guy’s lights out because it was his favorite thing too.”

She stood up for a moment and gestured towards her belly.

“After two big babies, my soft belly isn’t what it used to be. But the hair came back as brown, and Larry and I still miss the blonde. I’m sure Connor is glad you don’t shave; I always disliked that look.”

After hearing that, all three of us raised our hands, smiling.

“We’re the furry pussy liberation front!” Dad said, and we all laughed.

Mom asked if we were all finished and asked Ken to clear the table. We had our fortune cookies, which passed without us bothering to read the slips inside.

Quietly, Mom asked Kara two questions.

“Before I leave, I didn’t check with you, Mom, about birth control. Are you all set?”

“Yeah, I have an implant here in my arm.”

“Cool! Does it help with your periods?”

“Periods? What are those?”

“Funny. More days for fun, then. At first, poor Larry had to wear condoms, tiny little things.”

She held up two fingers about an inch apart.

“Fuck you, Doris,” he rumbled.

“I’ll take care of you later, husband. Second question. Kara, do you need a towel in case you bleed?”

“No, that little flap has been gone for a long time. I’m ready for action and raring to go!”

Listening to them, I couldn’t help myself.

“Vroom! Vroom!”

“He’s silly, but I love him. Larry and I will be thinking of you both tonight. Ken, go take Kara’s panties off and get dressed; we’ll drop you at your friend’s house. Larry and I need to go get dressed for our hotel.”

“They require clothes? How old-fashioned!”

“True. Maybe someday we can take you two to the more liberal resorts. Is there anything else you need from us before we take off, Kara?”

“Just this.”

Kara leaned in and plastered a deep kiss on my mother. I watched her eyes grow wide in surprise and then close along with a happy sound of satisfaction. Briefly, they wrapped their arms around each other for a hug.

Releasing Mom, Kara stepped over to my dad, pulled his head down, and did the same thing. Then, she took his hand and rubbed it through her blonde bush, murmuring “FPLF.”

“What was that for?” asked Mom.

“For Connor. For raising him. For being good parents. Now go get dressed and take your other son. I need you all gone so I can show Connor how I feel about him.”

At the table, I needed to stay seated. Watching all of this was overwhelming. When we were alone together, I tried to speak.

“Kara?” I squeaked. My voice was breaking, like it had in years past.

“Yes, sweetie?”

“Did, did you mean all that?”

“Every bit. You have wonderful parents, Connor. Look what kind of man you’re becoming.”

“Oh. Uh. I’m flooded with emotions I don’t know how to handle, Kara. I’m just a guy in high school with a slightly bent brother and quirky parents, being blessed by a goddess. Wasn’t there already enough emotional pressure tonight?”

“You’re right, I’m sorry. It’s just, while I was sitting there listening to your mom and dad, I started to think about my own mother. Connor, she’s worked so hard and so long to take care of me. I know how you feel about your parents; for me, it’s all combined: just her.

“The stress has been awful. Do you know she’s gained thirty or forty pounds in the last few years, all from being stressed? She doesn’t take care of herself the way she should.”

Kara took a deep breath and looked to center herself.

“I’m sorry, I’m getting derailed.”

My family came back downstairs then, all dressed and ready to go.

“We will be back here about ten o’clock tomorrow. There’s food for breakfast in the fridge. Have a great night.”

Mom kissed me on the cheek, and they were out the door.

I turned back to Kara and put my arms out. We just stood there hugging for a while.

“I wonder what’s on TV tonight.” I grinned at Kara.

“It’s a documentary, ‘Life During the Ice Age.’ I’m sure you’ll enjoy it. By yourself.”

She stomped off. Oh, shit!

Standing on the first step of our stairs, she turned and grinned at me.

“Are you coming?”

As if I needed any more inspiration—NOT!—following her up the stairs with those wispy red lace panties had my full attention.

“Sweetie, tonight the full menu is available. What’s your pleasure?” Kara was giving me her killer smile I could never resist.

“Can I be honest?”

“Always.”

“By this point, I’m on a hair trigger and fully loaded. If you put me in your mouth, I’m likely to go off in seconds and then drown you. Don’t smile; I’m serious.”