Chapter 5

“Jesusfuckingchristjessica!!!!” Karen screamed.

“Language!” Jessica and I said in unison, laughing our asses off. Karen punched my arm.

“Why the hell didn’t you tell me Jessi was with you?!” She cried.

“YOU didn’t ask...” I laughed, rubbing my arm.

“Sorry, Karen. I didn’t mean to scare you. She didn’t sound sorry.

“You don’t sound sorry...” Karen muttered. Jessica giggled.

Karen turned in her seat, grabbing her bra back.

“Well, did you take care of Matt and David while I was gone?” She asked. Jessica shot me a guilty look.

“Yep.” She said.

“How was the camping trip?” Karen asked.

“It was fun. David and I picked blackberries and Matt made jam.” Said Jessica. Karen spun in her seat.

“You made JAM?!” She squealed.

Ok. I wasn’t much of a cook. I could do a decent steak. I made some bomb-ass mashed potatoes, and I made an awesome blackberry jam.

“Yup. And I saved you some; it’s in the fridge.” I grinned.

Karen’s eyes glinted at me.

“Oh, you’re so getting some later!” She growled huskily.

“Ewwww! Get a room!” Cried Jessica.

“Oh hush, you!” Said Karen.

Karen fiddled with the ac vent and settled back in her seat.

“Long trip?” I asked.

“Oh you have no idea...” and she began to regale us with the high and low points of the training session, her opinions on the politics invading the teaching curriculum and discipline.

As she spoke, I stole glances at Jessica, she looked sad and pensive. She caught me a couple of times and smiled wanly. I desperately wanted to hold her hand, but for obvious reasons, I could not.

“And to top it off, the bastards won’t let us kick a student out that’s violent with us! Like all we can do is shield ourselves without touching the student. If the student gets hurt assaulting us, we will be held liable!!” Karen cried.

“That’s a bunch of bullshit!” I said, trying to be supportive.

“Language...” Jessica said weakly.

“Yeah, well I’ve only got ... twenty more years of this to go.” Muttered Karen.

It started because a male student in an inner city school was beating up a much smaller female student, when the teacher went to break up the altercation, the student turned on the instructor. The instructor and the female student were hospitalized and the male student arrested, then expelled.

The parent of the male student sued the school district stating that they should have provided proper supervision. The female student’s parents agreed and actually joined the lawsuit with the aggressor’s parent!

There was currently a movement to make the schools and teachers responsible for the children’s upbringing, and take the burden off of the parents.

“Ugh! I’ve got SUCH a headache!” Karen whined, rubbing the back of her head.

“Well, we’ll be home soon.” I said. She didn’t respond, she just closed her eyes and lay back deeper in the seat.

At some point she fell asleep, and a glance to the rear showed Jessica was sleeping as well.

An hour later, I pulled in the driveway. Jessica awoke as soon as the engine stopped, I had to shake Karen awake.

She shook off her fatigue and grabbed a bag. I grabbed the other, (the big one) and Jessica followed us into the house. I took the bags and put them on the bed, Jessica went into the laundry room and retrieved her clothes from the dryer.

Karen was on her phone, presumably with Tiffany, so Jessica went to the door and mouthed the word ‘Bye’. I waved her off.

Through brief snatches of eavesdropping, I confirmed it was, in fact, Tiffany; and there was some kind of news.

I went into the laundry room and gathered our clothes from the trip, leaving David’s on his bed and taking mine into our room to fold and put away. I discovered an immature pair of Jessica’s panties in the pile. Did she leave them there on purpose? I decided not, as they weren’t out on display, rather buried with everything else.

I held them, smiling with the recent memory of them clinging to her pert ass, covering her pubic mound, pulled slightly into her cleft giving her a camel toe. I felt the stirrings in my nether regions as my cock began to swell. I thought of masturbating into them, but it’d be all over if Karen caught me.

I took them and a stray sock into Jessica’s room and left them on the bed.

“I have news...” Karen said, getting off the phone.

“Oh?” I asked turning to her.

“Yup. She’s got a boyfriend in Alterville. She’s actually there now.” A dark look crossed over Karen’s face. “You told her when this trip was, right?”

“Yeah, she knew. Why?” I asked.

“Because she hasn’t even gone school shopping yet! Haven’t you noticed Jessi’s clothes are way too small? She’s going into 8th grade, she’ll be the laughing stock of JR high if she’s still wearing those little girl clothes!” She cried. I nodded, agreeing with everything she said.

“She actually asked ME if I thought Jessi needed a training bra! ME! I’m like, ‘YOURE her mother, why don’t you know?’ I didn’t actually say it, but I wanted to...” she sighed.

“I love that woman, but sometimes she just really pisses me off!!”

“Dear, why don’t we get her set up?” I asked.

“Yeah. We’ll have to use the credit card, but she needs new clothes, and school supplies. HOPEFULLY Tiffany pays us back.” Said Karen.

“I don’t really care if she does, let’s just take care of our little girl.” I said, a jolt of guilt shooting through me.

Karen took my hand and smiled up at me.

“You’re such a good dad, and a damn fine man!” She said, angling up for a kiss.