Chapter 34: March 28 - 30

March 28

This Saturday quickly got even weirder than the last time I was with Becky. We had just started making love when the phone rang. Becky was really pissed when she saw the name on the caller ID. It must have been someone calling about the Garretts to get her so pissed off so quickly. I knew the mood was shot, so I took Becky her robe and got dressed. I figured this might take a while.

“Yes, Pastor Wilkins,” Becky snarled when the caller identified himself to her, “I remember you, so I know exactly who you are and I can guess why you’re calling.”

“First of all, Pastor Wilkins, the Garretts told me fifteen years ago that I was a whore and was no longer their daughter. I refuse to call them my parents. Secondly, good Christian men and women don’t try to kidnap their grandchildren and hold them for ransom.”

“Yes, I know a lot of good things can be done with that money. I intend to do good things. I’m starting a foundation to care for pregnant teens who’ve been thrown out of their homes like I was.”

“Yes, but could you, in good conscience, accept money from a whore who inherited it from heathen idol worshippers?”

“But that’s exactly what we are, according to you. My grandparents were Catholic, and I remember you preaching from the pulpit that Catholics were heathen idol worshippers who would be condemned to hell. I also remember you pointing me out in church one Sunday morning and telling the whole congregation I was a fornicator and a whore. After that, the Garretts, those ‘fine Christian parents,’ threw me out of their house and disowned me because I was pregnant at fourteen years old. I still have their letter telling me I am a whore and will burn in hell for my sins. So, I ask you pastor, do fine Christian people such as you and your congregation really want that money so badly that they would forget it came from a whore and a couple of idolaters?”

“Pastor Wilkins, the next call I make is to get a restraining order to keep you away from my daughter and me. If you break that, I’ll make sure the police arrest you in the middle of Sunday worship and lead you out of the church in handcuffs.”

The rest of the morning was consumed with Becky talking to her lawyer and making sure there would be a restraining order placed on Pastor Wilkins. Becky even arranged to have it served at the most embarrassing time for the pastor as she could manage. Knowing the rest of the day would be the same, Becky got dressed and took me to lunch. She apologized to me for the day getting ruined and took me home early so she could go meet with her attorneys.

Mom and Dad weren’t home so I didn’t have to explain why I was home so early. I was bummed about not getting to spend time with Becky and I was really starting to get pissed off at the Garretts and their pastor. I took a long bath and then retreated to my room. I was doing some homework when my parents came home around four o’clock, laughing as they came in the house. They were shocked to see I was home but wouldn’t let me explain why because they needed to shower. I guessed they’d been with the Kowalskis.

When my parents finished their shower, and it was one shower for the two of them by the sound of it, Dad retreated to his office and shut the door. My guess is that he had some video to edit. Mom went down to the kitchen to start dinner, so I went downstairs to talk to her for a while.

“How was your day?” Mom asked me.

“Totally disrupted,” I answered. “There was more drama from the DNA donor camp that Becky had to deal with. It was just simpler to bring me home after lunch.”

“I’m sorry, John,” Mom sighed. “You and Katie could have stayed here.”

“And then your day would have been disrupted, too,” I answered. The fact that Katie was staying at her Dad’s wasn’t something I wanted to bring into the conversation. “My guess is you and Dad had a pretty good day.”

“Yes, we did,” she grinned. “We, uh, visited the Kowalskis.”

“And you needed a shower afterward,” I chuckled. “I’ll say you had a very good day.”

All Mom could do was giggle at that point. I figured I’d teased her enough so I went back to my room and got out the homework I had to get done. One Algebra worksheet later and Mom came upstairs to tell Dad and me that dinner was ready. Mom had whipped up something quick and easy, but it was tasty.

Mom and Dad didn’t volunteer much about how their day had gone, but Mom had already told me they’d been over at the Kowalski’s. Dad, naturally, wondered why I was home so early today, so I told them what I knew about the call Becky got from the Garretts’ pastor. They were amused by how Becky had basically ripped him a new one and was getting a restraining order on him. I added that it had made sense to her just to drop me off at home so she and Katie could go handle business.

“I guess she’ll have a tale to tell at dinner tomorrow,” Dad shrugged.

I helped Mom clean up after dinner before I went back to my room to finish up the pile of homework I had. The teachers were all piling it on us as we got closer to the end of the term. Fortunately, the term ended before spring break or I’d probably have big papers to write in more than one class and a take-home test in Algebra that would take all day to do. How I’d get that done on the bus during the spring band trip wasn’t something I wanted to think about.

The homework kept me busy until fairly late and that didn’t count reading I was saving until Sunday night. Mom and Dad stopped by my room to tell me they were going to bed or I wouldn’t have noticed how late it was getting. I told them good night, spent a few minutes texting with Katie to tell her I love her and say good night. I shot a quick text to Becky, too, just to let her know I was thinking of her and was sorry that our day together got ruined. She sent back a kiss emoji and said she’d make up for it next time.

I took care of all those right-before-bed things I needed to do in the bathroom and then, once I was back in my room, I shut my door and got in bed. I was just about to turn off the light when I heard sounds from Mom and Dad’s room that sounded like they were watching porn. I got up and pulled a sock out of my clothes hamper. I was horny, since Becky and I were interrupted before we got to do much of anything today. I turned off the light and listened as my parents fucked along with the porn they were watching. I wonder if it was a video of them with the Kowalskis from this afternoon. I wouldn’t put it past them.

I jacked off listening to Mom and Dad fuck, which is something I haven’t done since way back in the fall. Since they swing, or swap or whatever, with the Kowalskis, I tried to imagine what Mrs. Kowalski looks like naked. I know she’s got small boobs and has blonde hair. I wondered if she was a natural blonde and whether she shaved. Then I turned back to remembering what both Katie and Becky look like naked as well as how they taste and how their bodies feel when I’m with them. Mrs. K might be an interesting fantasy but I already had two ladies I didn’t have to fantasize about. I only had to remember.

Mom and Dad went for more than one round and I was right there with them, blasting two loads into my sock before I finally stopped trying to keep up with them. It sounded like they were going for a round three, more gently now, as I drifted off to sleep.

March 29

Today was just another Sunday, for the most part. I finally got my homework finished and went ahead and did the reading I needed to do for English and History. There was still some time before Katie and Becky would be here, so I goofed around on the internet for a while to catch up with some friends on social media and get a sugar overdose from cute cat memes. My cousin Lucy had posted a pic of her with her boyfriend. He seems like a nice enough looking dude. I hope he realizes he’s a lucky guy and treats my cousin right. I sent her a private message to say exactly that.

Mom, as is usual, had me set the table when it was close to dinner time. I was just getting done with that little chore when the doorbell rang. Becky and Katie both greeted me with tender kisses and warm hugs before we moved out of the entryway. Becky said hello to Dad on her way into the kitchen to see Mom. Katie and I went upstairs to my room and shut the door.

We didn’t strip and fall right into a sixty-nine like we’ve done the past couple of weeks because Katie said she didn’t feel super clean right then. She told me her period ended late and she was still a little messy. I did get a nice blowjob with a cum-kiss afterward and then I fingered Katie to a couple of climaxes. With the initial horniness out of the way, we relaxed on my bed, kissed and cuddled until Becky came up to let us know dinner was ready. We washed up and were downstairs pretty quickly.

While we ate dinner, Becky told us how Pastor Wilkins had tried to harass her about her grandparents’ money and she had gotten a restraining order against him. She recounted what she said to him about the church wanting money so badly that they’d take it from whores and heathen idolaters. She said he sounded like a vein was about to pop in his brain while he tried to backpedal from calling Catholics ‘idol worshippers’ and deny that he’d ever suggested Becky was a fornicator or a whore.

“I reminded him that he had pointed right at me in church and told the congregation I was a fornicator and a whore,” Becky sniffed, “and I pointed out that one of his favorite sermon subjects was how those idol-worshipping Catholics were going to hell for bowing down to idols.”

“So, what happens now?” Mom asked her.

“Not much unless he breaks the restraining order,” Becky shrugged.

“Has that been served?” Dad said.

“Yes, it has,” Becky smiled. “Roger’s folks called and said there was quite a bit of gossip going around in town when they went to lunch today. It seems that the good pastor was served with a restraining order right after the Sunday worship services, while he was greeting his congregation on their way out the door. Maybe he was sufficiently embarrassed by that and will remember I told him I’d have him arrested in the middle of worship services if he violated the order.”

“You play hardball,” Mom chuckled.

Then, Becky added one other zinger. “While I was at my attorney’s office yesterday, I had him set up anonymous donations to Planned Parenthood to be made in the names of Pastor Wilkins and the Garretts. Big ones, so they’re sure to be embarrassed by all the attention. That alone is worth a couple thousand bucks.”

“That’s almost cruel,” Dad laughed, “but I approve.”

“Totally changing the subject, but there’s something I wanted to ask you and Billy about,” Becky said as she turned to look at Mom. “Part of the inheritance includes some real estate belonging to my grandparents. There’s the house, of course, and I’m not sure what to do with that. I don’t want to move back to the same town my DNA donors live in, so I might sell it. There’s also a cabin in the mountains. The executor of the will says it’s set up and managed as a time-share and gave me permission to use it, so I was thinking of taking Katie and John for a couple of days at the end of Spring Break after the band gets back from their trip. I just need to call him and get it scheduled. He told me the dates are open.”

“I don’t have a problem with that,” Mom said. “Do you have any objections, Billy?”

“Sounds fun, actually,” Dad said. “John gets to hang out with Katie and Lily and I get a long weekend. Let us know how we can make it up to you.”

“You already have, as far as I’m concerned,” Becky smiled. “You’ve kept Katie safe the last couple of weeks while we worried about the Garretts and then you held them up long enough for the police to come and arrest them.”

“It was no trouble at all to have her here,” Dad said, “and I’m going to suggest she stay the next few days as well just in case that preacher gets any ideas.”

“Thank you, Billy,” Becky said, “you and Lily are true friends.”

“That reminds me,” Mom said. “Billy’s going to be out of town tomorrow and part of Tuesday. He should be back around mid-day on Tuesday, unless something comes up. I can cover if it does. I’ve already arranged to take the day off tomorrow, so I’ll pick John and Katie up from school.”

“See what I mean?” Becky sniffed as tears threatened to fall. “You and Billy are lifesavers.”

We did the standard after dinner routine, where Katie and I clear the table and help Mom and Becky get everything loaded in the dishwasher while Dad goes into the living room to watch TV. After that, the adults settled into the living room while Katie and I went back up to my room.

Katie and I shut the door behind us and made out on my bed for a while. More clothes got loosened this time, including Katie’s bra. I sucked on her nipples while I fingered her to orgasms until she made me stop. When I’d gotten my hand out of her panties, Katie slid down and wrapped her soft boobs around my cock while she sucked and licked at the head of it. When I told her I was getting close, she pulled off for a second and asked whether I wanted a taste or if she could swallow it all.

“Swallow it all, baby,” I told her. “Then kiss me.”

That’s just what she did, eagerly gulping down my load as I shot it into her mouth and then gently holding my softening dick in her mouth to coax the last dribbles out. She finally let my cock slip from her mouth and then slipped up next to me to give me a kiss. There was a little semen in the flavor but, after a month of cum-kissing and eating creampies from my girlfriend and her mother, I’m accustomed to the taste. Katie had said that, because she always felt more in love with me after sucking me off, kissing me afterward was something she just had to do to make her feel complete. I’m beginning to understand that and I’m realizing I feel more complete when I don’t dodge those cum-flavored kisses.

Mom knocked on my door while before we had even started to straighten out our clothes and I could sense Katie feeling a little panicked when she heard Mom’s voice telling us it was time for her to go home.

“We’ll be out in a minute,” I called out to Mom.

Katie started to relax after she realized Mom had walked away and wouldn’t be barging in on us as we lay there half-clothed. We shared one more passionate kiss before we got up from the bed, straightened our clothes and took turns in the bathroom. I washed my hands, noticing a slight bloody odor on my fingers, and Katie and I both used a little mouthwash to cover the smell of sperm on our breath. We were back downstairs before they sent out another search party.

I walked both ladies out to their car and both of them kissed me deeply before letting me go. Once both of them were buckled in and Becky had started the car, I waved to them and went back inside. Mom and Dad were shutting down the house and headed for bed early, since Dad had an early flight to catch.