Chapter 21: Friday Morning: Before School/Homeroom

Kara glanced over at the nightstand, one hand on her breast, and sighed. Of all the nights to be on my own. And to make matters worse, all of the batteries in my vibrators are dead. Why did I think it a good idea to read that romance novel about that hunk of a hunk when all I have to get off with is my fingers?

Suddenly, her eye caught the hairbrush sitting on the far end of it. Wait ... that’s not ideal, but it will do. She reached over, grabbed it by the brush end and eyed it carefully. Good. No rough spots on the handle that I can see. She placed it between her outer lips and gently started to push it in. The handle’s not that thick is it? Maybe I’m just so horny right now that it feels better than it should. She grinned and began to use it as if it were her favorite vibrator. Oh, goddess yes ... it’s almost like...

Her eyes snapped open as light began to come through the curtains. Wait a moment ... wasn’t it just night time a little while ago? How’d it become morning so... She glanced down and noticed the hand on her breast. That’s not my hand, which means... she glanced further down and gasped in surprise at Emanuel thrusting into her oh ... When we discussed this last night, I didn’t think...

She looked at the smile on his face as he buried himself fully in her again. “Manny...”

His eyes fluttered open, blinked a few times, and turned into a look of shock as he seemed to realize where he was. “Oh ... I didn’t mean to...” he blurted out as he stopped moving.

She felt her face blush a deep red. “I think ... I might have been the one who started it. Uhm ... do you want to stop?”

“No ... not really. Do you want me to?”

“No ... I’d love it if you continued.”

“Hey...” a half asleep Allison quietly mumbled. “Why’d my vibrator stop working all of sudden?” Kara and Emanuel laughed softly under their breath as he began to thrust again. “I think the batteries might be dying ... it usually doesn’t stop and start like this.”

“Should we wake her up?” he asked softly.

“I don’t think so. I wouldn’t want to be woken up in the middle of a dream like that.” She gasped as he intensified his thrusts a little. “Let’s let her rest a little longer. Either she wakes up before you finish, or her dream is going to take another unexpected turn.”

Kara felt the orgasm slowly building inside of her as the bed began to creak a little from their movement. “And now it’s making the whole bed shake? Whatever happened to you, little vibrator, please don’t stop. I’m so close!” She screamed out a moment later. “One more ... just one more!”

Kara giggled softly. “You heard her Manny.”

He smiled, reached out his free hand, and began to gently squeeze her unoccupied breast. “Oh ... thank you kind ghost. That one was feeling quite lonely.” Kara felt the wave in her grow even taller as he continued his motions. “Another one’s coming ... just a little more...”

“Yes, just a little more. We’re both so close” she gasped out between deep moans and ragged breaths. “Manny!” she screamed as he thrust into her one last time; filling her with his warmth as her own orgasm crashed through her.

“Yes!!!” Allison screamed a moment later. “That’s strange. It almost felt like my vibrator ... nah, that’s impossible, right? We never bothered getting one that could, not while...” she suddenly went silent for a few moments “So, when did you two start with the fun?”

Kara sighed as Emanuel pulled out of her, then turned to face Allison. “Like you, I was having a dream about masturbating. Only my hand found something to stand in for the hairbrush in my dream, and by the time I realized it had suddenly become morning, Manny was mid thrust. We couldn’t let something like a little awkwardness stop it though.”

“And my dreaming self picked up on it and connected what you were doing to my own dream. I was wondering why the vibrator was behaving so strangely, and where that little ghostly helper came from. Why didn’t you wake me though?”

“You seemed to be having such a nice dream; it seemed wrong to disturb it. Do you want us to if this happens again?”

“I think so, darling. As much fun as the curve balls were, it was still a little jarring to realize something was off. By the way, did I...”

“No. The wave I felt from you didn’t feel quite big enough to have that happen. Are you satisfied with what you felt, or...”

She grinned. “Is there time for another round? I’d love a turn with the real thing.” She turned to Emanuel. “Please make love with me Manny.”

“Gladly.”

Kara stood up and checked her phone. “We’re up a good hour before we need to be. Do you want it to be just you two?”

“I think this time it should be the three of us. Besides, little Manny needs some time to recharge, and I would dearly love a bit of time with your tongue first.” Kara grinned, climbed back onto the bed, and knelt it front of Allison. Allison spread her outer lips; Kara leaned forward and began her work. Soft moans started to come immediately from Allison’s mouth, quickly growing into louder ones. Kara quietly replace Allison’s hands with her own, then let one of her thumbs shift down a little to Allison’s clit. The moans became gibberish screams as her thumb began to do its little dance with Allison’s clit; the wave building within her breaking a few moments later.

Kara caught the clear liquid that burst from Allison in her mouth, swallowed, then sat up. “Better, my muse?”

“Yes. And little Manny appears ready to go, so it’s time for round two. I’d love it if you were part of that.”

“Anything in particular?”

Allison grinned. “You know what makes me go crazy by now. I trust you to do whatever you’d like to.” She turned to Emanuel. “I’d love it if you were on top this time.” She smiled as he climbed on top of her, then grin as he lined up and thrust into her. Kara grinned mischievously, laid down on the bed next to Allison, and took one of her nipples into her own mouth. Allison’s soft moans quickly became louder ones as Kara began to suck on it; the gibberish flowing from her mouth as Kara’s hands each found a breast and began to play. Two small orgasms rushed through her as the larger wave continued to build. Some moments later, Kara felt the wave reach its peak, collapse forward, then crash through them as her gibberish became an almost ear splitting scream. Kara’s own orgasm hit them just a moment later, sending Allison into one last small one as they felt the cum blasting out from Emanuel.

“I hope you don’t need a third round; there’s no way I can get him hard again” Emanuel panted as he collapsed forward for a moment.

“No ... I’m good now. I doubt we have the time for anything more than a quickie in the shower anyway. Are you good darling?”

“Yeah. I could probably go until lunch without needing relief unless...”

“If wearing those won’t cause a problem for Kempo after school, I don’t see why you shouldn’t.”

“I know I want to wear the shields, but I think I’ll forgo the balls again. Especially since today’s my last day in the Program. Although, that said, I’m not sure how many requests I’d really like today. ‘Finding’ you two has kind of made many of the requests this week ... anti-climactic at best.”

Allison sat up as Emanuel pulled out, nodding as she did. “Yeah. Even with waiting for the end of the week to make love for the first time, only a handful of requests from last week really stand out to me. And some of those for all the wrong reasons.”

Emanuel sat up slowly and nodded. “More of last week really stands out to me, but most of those moments have to do with Allison. Of the rest...” he paused, then glanced away for a moment.

“Vanessa, right?”

“Yeah. In particular, those two times in the showers after gym.”

“Ooh ... those are good ones.”

“Come to think of it” Kara began as they all squeezed into the shower “you never told me about that. I knew something happened with her prior to this week, but I wasn’t sure what. Is it something you can share?”

“I think I can. If I don’t, there were enough other people there to talk about it eventually.”

Kara gasped in shock as the hot water hit her back. “That’s what Rachel meant about showering being entertaining. And I thought the lotion was good.”

“Ye ... yeah. I just wasn’t expecting it. Anyway, please continue Manny.” She grabbed the shampoo and switched places with Allison.

“First, you remember how I’m not terribly good at volleyball, right?” Kara nodded her head. “Well, apparently no one remembered to tell all the gym teachers that the Program would mean having boys in a class that’s usually all girls. That left Coach Kerna with an interesting challenge. Most of the girls didn’t want to play seriously when they realized their ‘games’ we’re about to become co-ed. So I made the only promise I could to try to get at least my team to really try ... I promised that if we won, I’d fulfill any RR I could after class was over.”

“Did it work?”

Emanuel switched with Kara. “Better than I was expecting. By the time the other team tried to rally, it was entirely too late to catch up to us. They managed to piss of Coach Kerna so much that we got to hit the showers quite a bit early. And that was my introduction to two people we know and care about now.”

“Obviously Vanessa. Who else?”

Allison grinned and took the conditioner from Kara. “Cosette.”

“So, just because a bunch of girls were being stupid, you got a ‘little sister’?”

“Here’s the funny thing about the whole exchange; only Vanessa knew of my reputation among the jocks, and she took the chance that she was wrong about me.”

“Already being called the ‘sex god’ didn’t hurt either.”

Emanuel ducked under the water to rinse off, then stepped forward slightly. “That’s true Ally. That was the first time I realized how impressive Cosette’s voice is, and just how much passion burns inside of Vanessa. That’s why I was so surprised this week when her nerves started to get the better of her.”

Kara switched with him and began to rinse the soap off her body, gasping again as the hot water streamed down her back. “How about you, my muse? What’s your favorite non-Manny story from last week?”

“That’s ... hard to say. Our schedules were combined pretty early in the week, so there wasn’t a whole lot of time where we weren’t together in the halls. If I have to choose one though, one of the most impact-full was probably going back to Mr. Litski’s office with Laura to fulfill her request.”

“Whoa ... what request?”

“Well, my reputation had started to spread by that point, and she was questioning if she really was straight. So she basically asked me if I’d be okay with being her ‘guinea pig’ to test if the feelings she was getting because of me were true.”

“How’d she have enough contact with you to foster something like that?”

“We were being called to Mr. Litski’s office pretty frequently by that point, and she was his chief errand girl for those periods it seems. So I agreed to her request, but only if Manny could be present in the room; you know, in case she taught me something he needed to know in the process.”

“I kind of doubt that was the only reason, but that’s certainly a good one.”

“You’re right” she started as she stepped out of the shower and began to dry off. “He was, at that point, the only person who could pull me out of my safe space if I started to get stuck. And I was definitely worried that helping Laura out would trigger that for me. It almost did, actually. But his hand was enough to enable me to let her finish. And as I thought after the fact about that experience, I realized that I enjoyed that encounter. That, and a few others are part of why I was so comfortable being your first.”

“I have been wondering how you knew so much about pleasing me like that. Besides knowing what tends to work for you of course, and if you two were using our gift while you were.”

Allison grinned and reached for her towel. “Of course. But that wouldn’t have meant much if I wasn’t already practiced.”

“Kids! Time to wake up!”

“She has to be aware that we’re already up by this point, right?”

“I’m sure she is, my muse. I think that was just a courtesy shout; if I’m right, that’ll be because Dad insisted it was important. Do you plan to keep the same dress code as yesterday?”

“Yeah. At least, until it’s too cold make that possible. Are you planning anything special for this morning?”

“Honestly? No. If I did put on some sort of show, I’d only be reinforcing the ideas that yesterday was intended to combat. And unlike some of your little shows last week, I’m more than satisfied enough to not need that.” She grabbed a pair of socks from their drawer and put the nipple shields on, sighing happily as the familiar background buzz started. She glanced over at the bed and smiled. “It looks like Mom washed our Kempo uniforms for us.”

“That was nice of her. She definitely didn’t need to that.”

“Oh, I know Allison. I didn’t think you could go one more wear with them without the wash though.”

“Was the wake up shout Dad’s idea?”

“Yes. Completely unnecessary, especially with the fun you three apparently had already this morning. But he’s always been less comfortable with nudity and the like than I am.”

“At least he has the good sense to not complain when I get ‘inspired’ by you three. I hear the price he paid for that stupid comment was pretty harsh by Becca’s standards.”

“It was fortunate that he decided to shut up when he did. If not ... I don’t want to think of what might have happened to him.”

“Fortunately for him, Emanuel, Becca has the patience of a saint.”

Allison nodded in agreement. “Yes, she does. Sarah’s tempted fate a few too many times too. But not even saints have infinite patience. Sarah learned that the hard way.”

I don’t think either of them have found her limit yet. For all that I still think that punishment was a bit harsh, it could have been much worse.

I agree with Manny. She could have asked for this week to not count for Sarah’s mandatory one; instead, she merely moved up the timetable a little on Sarah’s original week. I think we’ll all be shocked by how she responds when she really has hit her limit.

“I’ll let you three get back to your previous conversation and get started on breakfast. I was thinking waffles.”

Kara nodded her head. “That sounds good. There’s no reason breakfast needs to be a complicated affair.” She quietly grabbed a pair of panties and a sports bra, and added them to the pile with her Gi and belt. “One bag’s enough for today, right?”

“Yeah. I don’t think Manny or I have anything else we need to add though.”

“Not even a sports bra for you?”

She watched Emanuel slide on a pair of underwear and his jeans, then start downstairs. I’m going to help your mom if she’s willing to accept it.

Kara glanced at Allison. “He’s giving us time alone if we need it this morning. Oh, and to answer your other question, I don’t need to pack my sports bra because it’s already in my backpack. There’s no way I’m attempting volleyball without some level of actual support.”

“Neither will I when this week is over. I think I’ll do what you’ve been doing instead. This has been an incredibly freeing experience so far.”

“I know. If you told me at the beginning of the year that I’d want to running around school bare chested, I would have called you insane. But now I’m way more comfortable naked than I am fully clothed. Well, except during Kempo, of course.”

“That’s an easy one to explain. You’ve seen by now just how much focus it demands; and like Rachel was saying about collars, there’s something about changing into your Gi that instantly puts you into the right mindset to train and learn. Especially for Manny and myself.”

“Something about years of study I imagine. Because I’m not finding it all that helpful.”

“We’ve had a lot longer for it to become a conditioned response. Give it enough time, and you’ll start finding it more and more helpful.” She slipped the pile of clothing into the small duffel. “Are you ready to head downstairs, or do you want to do something else first?”

“I’d love it if you’d help me get my shields on, but otherwise I’m good.” Well, it would be great if that inspired more fun, but...

I really don’t think we have the time. But if you really want, I can also help you with the ben wa balls. That said...

Today’s going to be entirely too busy to make proper use of the build up from them; particularly with the munch after tonight, and all the work we have ahead of us tomorrow. I’ll stick to just the shields.

“Okay” Kara quietly grabbed Allison’s shields from the night table and paused for a moment. “We should probably ask Mom if we can go to the munch the way you are now.”

“The public decency laws are national, so they can’t deny us service just because we’re not wearing shirts. But asking is a good idea.” Manny?

Yes Ally?

Can you ask Clara a question real quick?

Sure. Kara came up behind Allison and quietly pulled her into a standing hug. What’s the question?

Is how we’ve been dressing the past week okay for the munch tonight? I’m sure it won’t be a problem for the event tomorrow, but I don’t want to make a poor first impression.

Okay ... She said that prior to the new decency laws, it would have been a problem. Now though, it shouldn’t be. This diner doesn’t offer discounts the way Friendly’s does, and it doesn’t ask its servers to go around in any degree of nakedness either. And she specified that some people come to the munch wearing tops that practically don’t exist anyway, so there shouldn’t be any real difference there.

Thanks. Maybe we should... Allison gasped as Kara’s hand began to play with her right nipple bring t-shirts along just in case.

You’re going to be wearing your shields too?

Yes. Kara’s being a love and helping me with them. She moaned softly as Kara slid the first shield on. Although she’s being a bit cheeky about the timing.

We really don’t have all morning, so I can’t wait too much longer. That is...

No, please put the other one on now. Making me wait would be evil.

Kara pulled back, gently turned Allison around, and took the other nipple into her mouth. So if just waited like this...

Yes, that would be evil. A few nibbles and sucks please?

Since you asked nicely. She ‘grinned’ as Allison squirmed; her moans increasing in volume and frequency as she worked on the nipple. Kara slipped the other shield on; Allison sighed contentedly and pulled her up for a huge, passionate kiss. Happy are we?

Very. Now, let’s be on our way downstairs.

Kara broke the kiss after a time, slipped on a skirt, and pulled a button down shirt from her closet. “Just in case. Do you want to toss me one as well?” Allison nodded, handed her a shirt, and wiggled her butt as she left the room. “Naughty girl.” Manny?

Yes partner?

She ‘smiled’ playfully. Our wife wiggled her butt suggestively at me as she started downstairs.

He ‘smiled’ back. Understood.

Kara tossed the shirts into the duffel, grabbed it and her backpack, and started down the stairs as well. She heard a hard slap, followed shortly by a sharp ‘yelp’ when she was about halfway down them. Just one yelp?

I got the left one. I’m holding her so that you can do the right.

She laughed as she entered the dining room to Allison pretending to struggle out of Emanuel’s arms. Nice. She quietly stepped behind Allison, confirmed her target, and let loose a hard smack; the sound bouncing off the walls for a brief moment as Allison yelped again and stopped ‘struggling’.

“Okay ... I’ll be good.” By the way darling; yours was really nice. I think Manny was taking it easy on me.

“Oh? Is that so? I’ll just have to prove that I can do just as well.” He nodded at Kara and ‘pushed’ her toward Kara. She nodded back, grabbed Allison tight, and grinned a moment later as two hits landed on Allison’s butt in rapid succession, causing a yelp that morphed into a soft groan. Kara caught her mom smiling out of the corner of her eye.

“Is there something you want to say, Mom?”

“Don’t lose that sense of playfulness; no matter how old you get and how long your marriage lasts, having some playfulness in your relationships is so important.”

You two caught the hint of sadness in her voice just now I hope.

Yeah. Are your parents losing that?

It sounds more like it’s been lost for awhile now. At least, random moments like this. I suspect their monthly dates have quite a bit of it, but that’s only once a month, and certainly not spontaneous like this was. She pulled Allison closer into a slow, loving kiss, then pulled away to grab the plate of waffles Emanuel passed to her. I think this is the last thing to go to the table. “Is this it Mom?”

“Yes.”

Kara gently put down the heavy plate and sat down. “I take it Dad’s lost a lot of that playfulness.”

Clara sighed sadly and nodded her head. “And even when I try to initiate something, it usually fails because he either doesn’t notice it or doesn’t continue it. I ... I shouldn’t say anymore ... it could be” she paused for a moment “I think you say TMI?”

“Ordinarily, I’d say you’d be correct. But we’re trying this whole married thing way younger than many people seem to think is wise; we can take a bit of TMI if there’s something we can learn from it.”

“Do you two feel the same way?”

Emanuel smiled softly. “One of Sensei’s first lessons was that we can learn from anything, and that sometimes the content it’s wrapped up in might make us a little uncomfortable. But a little discomfort is a small price to pay for life lessons.”

Allison nodded her head. “I’m not as familiar with these little sayings, but I agree with both of my loves. I didn’t necessarily want to hear that my folks still make love, but those old kid notions need to go if we’re going to navigate this year properly.”

Clara’s slight frown turned into a smile. “Okay, but don’t say I didn’t warn you. When we were newlyweds, I’d shake my butt at him like I’m sure you did just a little earlier, and that would ‘earn’ me a playful swat or two. More if I was particularly forceful in my motions. Or he’d come up from behind me while I was cooking and put his arms around me. Sometimes they’d come to rest on my stomach; other times on my breasts. And I miss the little notes we used to leave for each other; usually just a little sexy, but always an invitation to do something.”

“Did this start to slow down when Kara was born?”

“No Allison; it slowed some when you were all about five. Old enough to find the notes and connect the dots on things we didn’t want you connecting yet. It all but dried up only a few years later; I was hoping that once you were adults it would start again.”

“This may be incredibly obvious, but have you tried leaving any notes recently?”

“Several, Emanuel, but I never get a response from him. I even left one in his briefcase today.”

“I think you may need to tell him directly Mom. He may assume that the timing won’t be right to return to that until we’re out of the house.”