Chapter 1

As was expected, Carol got up and left for work, unaware Eddie had left their bed for an hour or so in the night. Likewise, Steven and Marley went to school. And just like she’d promised, Breeanne climbed in bed with her father, and they enjoyed an encore of the night before. Afterwards, while Breeanne was preparing to go to her job, Eddie took a leisurely stroll down the street to the Brady home. He ensured Veronica’s car was not in the driveway, but that didn’t guarantee she wasn’t at home. Not only that, but he wasn’t sure what had transpired after he and Carol had walked out yesterday, so had no idea as to the reception he’d receive from Hal Brady. With some trepidation, Eddie rang the doorbell and waited. The door opened with a frowning faced Hal, until he saw who it was, then it turned into the grin Eddie was used to seeing. Throwing the storm door wide open:

“Chief, you son of a bitch! Come on in!”

The initial greeting didn’t necessarily calm his nerves, but he preceded his host into the living room. Turning to face Flags, he opened:

“How are you, Hal. I know I left you with a can of worms. How did things go after we left?”

“How did you expect it to go, you old goat! Wait! Can I call you names when we’re off the ship?” Hal gasped.

Eddie set his mind at ease, immediately:

“Fuck, Sigs, you can call me names ‘on’ the ship, as long as we’re alone. Now, what in hell happened? Between you and your wife, that is.”

“Oh, that! Hell, she was scared shitless that you were going to show that video to Child Services! She was ready to pack a bag and head out of state, as if that would have done any good! I had to nearly sit on her to keep her still. I told her I knew you well enough to believe you would let things go. I repeated what you said, about just wanting her to stop pressuring your wife and kid to do things, then recording the action. When she calmed down, I read her up one side and down the other, calling her names she didn’t even know I knew. She acted penitent, so I suggested we try to take the edge off my horniness, due to my ‘long’ bout of celibacy, and because the short clips I watched turned me on. She wasn’t in top form, but I managed to ring her chimes a couple times and I gave her a couple cream pies, to deal with. She considered taking a day off from work, but I convinced her that she needed to feel the normal routine of things. Besides, I thought you might stop by, to retrieve your son’s personal property.” Hal informed Eddie.

Going to the computer desk, he had a Walmart bag containing the two spy cams. Handing the bag to Eddie, he commented:

“I took the liberty of finding those after Veronica left for work. I only ask one favor, Eddie: I’d like my own private copy of all the hours of video you threatened to have. Was it true?”

“Oh, I wouldn’t lie about that, Sigs. I’ll have Steven make you a copy. Would you like that on flash drive, or do you want him to burn a DVD? I’m interested in taking a gander at the videos, myself.” he snorted.

“Just a couple horny old sailors, that’s us. I’ll take the flash drives. They’re easier to hide, and I can watch on either my laptop, or my desktop computer, when I’m alone. And just so you know, don’t get too hot for my wife. I don’t think she wants to have much to do with you anymore. Before the shit hit the fan, she was trying to get Carol to swap husbands. I figured Carol wouldn’t go for it, but Veronica wanted to try. Anyway, after you lowered the boom on her, she decided you’d be a brutal son of a bitch. She’s into a lot of things, but pain isn’t one of them. Pardon me for saying it, chief, but the scuttlebutt says you are the gentlest, most considerate lover anyone could have.” he chuckled.

“Have those tender young signalman strikers you’ve got, been telling on me again?” Eddie laughed out loud, then sobering, asked:

“What kind of bullshit have you heard about me, Flags? I’d like to know; in case I have to do some damage control.”

“Nothing concrete, Eddie, but rumor has it that during that soiree we had to attend in Auckland, you were shanghaied by a half dozen young finishing school inmates, due to having your DS3 son bragging you up. You and HMC returned to the ship after the soiree, but changed clothes and left again, not to return until late the next day. I hear that one of the sailors they’d hooked up with the night before the soiree, tried to get a return bout, but was turned down because his lady of choice was fucked out by some unidentified Yank chiefs.” Hal informed him.

“That sounds like some wild-assed sea story told by some needle-dicked bug fucker, in his cups.” Eddie said, acting like he’d just been to church.

Hal smiled knowingly, but said:

“Yeah, that’s what I thought, too. I’ll have to tell my guys not to believe such bullshit!”

“Well, I should be going. I’d like to be there when my oldest daughter leaves for work.” Eddie said.

“Oh, yeah, she’s a fine-looking filly if you don’t mind me saying so. I don’t suppose you’re tapping that, are you?” Hal said slyly.

“Hal, for fucks sake! That’s my daughter. Besides, I was making up to my wife last evening.” Eddie snapped.

“Well, we’ve both tapped our mothers, and you said you knew your sister, in the biblical sense. I was just wondering, especially since your wife and son have tried it at least once.” he ventured.

“Flags, I’d hate to have to beat you bloody, in your own living room! You disgust me, and that takes some doing!” Eddie said sternly, then winked at Hal Brady.

Hal was a little slow to understand, but then said:

“Oh ... yeah! Okay. Maybe you can tell me how it is, sometime.” he chortled.

“Hal, I hope you have the strength to keep your hands off your ten-year-old, at least until some pimply-faced boy pops her cherry.” Eddie teased.

“Me, too, chief. Me too! I should have had a boy.” he lamented.

“Think about it! Then you’d had to watch Veronica!” Eddie laughed.

“Shit! You are just full of good fucking news. Get the hell out of my house, you bum!” Hal groused.

Eddie arrived home as Breeanne was leaving the house and heading for her car. She was in her work attire, and he was taken aback by its briefness. She saw him looking, and before he could comment, she said:

“It sells more product, daddy. The manager makes sure no one touches, but we have to wipe the floor up regularly to keep the drool from causing slips and falls!”

“I guess I can’t visit you at work. I’d probably slug the first guy who drools, or I’d be waiting for you when you walked in the house and fuck you in the entryway!” he claimed.

“Ooh, daddy, maybe I should call in sick. We still have a couple hours before mom comes home.” she smirked.

“Get to work, you slacker!” he smiled, surreptitiously patting her on the ass.

“Okay, daddy. You may have Marley bringing Charlie here, so they can fuck before mom comes home. They usually go to his house, but his mom has rotating shifts at her work, and is home sometimes after school is out. If she’s smart, she’d let Charlie fend for himself and come home to seduce you into giving her the ‘daddy dick’ she’s been pining for. Whatever, have fun, daddy. I guess dinner is on you, now that you’re home, again. Mom sometimes brings something home when I work the late shift.” she commented.

Breeanne brazenly gave her dad a full-lipped, tongue sucking kiss, before God and all the nosey neighbors. That didn’t faze him as much as the raging boner brought on by the kiss itself, and the reminder he may have to deal with Marley, or Marley and lover.

Eddie had just left the spy cameras in Steven’s room when he heard the front door open. Heading down the hallway towards the front room, he nearly collided with Steven. After he’d greeted his son, he followed him back into his room. Eddie was invited to sit, and they discussed all that had occurred at the Brady home. Eddie even commented that he could view the whole thing on the SD card that was installed in the living room camera. Steven said he’d enjoy watching the action, as his father put the screws to the conniving bitch. The two men discussed ideas for dinner but had not come to an agreement when they heard Marley come in and then heard whispering as the sound of footsteps came down the hall. Momentarily, the sound of Marley’s door closing could be heard. Eddie was about to go investigate, but Steven arrested his movement and indicated his computer. Booting it up, steven brought up an app that popped up a grid with six different view of what Eddie recognized as rooms in their house. Steven clicked on a small icon, and it blossomed into a clear view of Marley’s bedroom. Giving his son a reproving look, Steven whispered that since he’d been tasked with being the man of the house, and had to keep watch over three women, he needed help, so he called upon technology to help him do his job. Eddie asked him if there was a camera in his and Carol’s room, and Steven switched to that camera. Telling Steven that they’d talk later, they returned to watching what was happening in Marley’s sanctum.