Episode 116: CLOSE ENOUGH

Saturday morning 9:05 AM...

“Almost have this installment licked.”

Henry McKellen had pulled four hours out of his hat after his loooong night at Cashanova. Trying to get his incest episode looking as realistic as humanly possible before having to drop by his employer with new footage. With the persistent aid of his co-worker Tessa Harper, her dirty little Russian roomie Svetlana, Piper Cherry’s sexual antics being off the charts, and finally his own daughters who somewhat encouraged him along the way, mainly Dakota, he had lots of inspiration. Calculate in Serafina Black and the strippers he had last night, early morning, he was stoked, still timidly high too. Joint effort!

Dakota’s daddy crush was endless it seemed. After she and Tessa bluffed him into thinking it was Tessa who was tying him up and blindfolding him, he was on high alert. Portraying Tessa, Dakota had actually sucked her father’s cock, and rolled her sweet young virgin pussy all up on him. Ugh! So wrong! While he should have been furious Henry kept his cool. Probably not the smartest thing in dealing with her, but he loved his daughter too much to punish her. However, in not doing so, Dakota was trying even harder. Maybe he needed to rethink that punishment and teach her a lesson.

She was asking for lessons anyway to prep herself for her first real virginity taking sexual experience. How to kiss, how to touch, how to fondle, basically how to do it all. She just would not let up. If Daddy only suspected how much she already knew thanks to Angus Furlong and Mace Belmont, he might not even bother. He just hoped that both of his girls behaved when they went next door later tonight to watch movies with Piper’s nephew Mace and Travis Herbert. That was laughable!

“Josie plans on going shopping here this morning for birthday presents, I really should go along but I’m freaking bushed. I know she would understand but I feel like a lousy father neglecting my priorities.” He yawned vibrantly, stretching in his desk chair to overhear it creak.

“No way can go this tuckered out. I trust her judgment on what to get the girls as gifts. I really wish we could get them what they really want, but I can’t justify new cars, even a used one at this point. That’s going to have to wait until graduation. I better see how the upgraded version of my game sells before I go splurging on anything.”

Saving his artwork Henry shuts down his computer and huffs his cheeks before cracking overtaxed knuckles for circulation. Using his desk as leverage to launch himself upward he stood tall, and this time popped his back.

“Christ, I could use a massage. Maybe I should sneak out later and have Serafina Black work me over good.” He thought about Dominic’s sister’s actions at the club last night and frowned, “Maybe not. She might break me. Probably broke Tessa by now too.” Giving up he left his office and moved to the main level powder room to relieve his bladder. One final stop in the kitchen to grab a drink and stare out over his yard toward Kelly Herbert’s, he lingered there in thought.

“How in the hell are Dom and I going to keep from clashing around Kel? Our chat last night about the roses I gave Kelly was ... intimidating. I wonder if he’s thought any more about my proposal. He did ask me to help him become more intimate. I can see Kelly really cares for Dom far more than just being addicted to this master bullshit. If he can commit to once a month our switching off in our tactics toward her, he might soften up and actually treat Kelly like I feel he wants to. I mean, I liked making love to her, but those darker things do make me curious a bit. If we did that weekly persona switch, we’d both get to see each other’s side. I doubt he commits though, big as an ox and just as stubborn. He probably won’t even take my advice.”

Rinsing his drinking glass Henry sighs over his troubled thoughts and begins his journey toward the staircase leading up to the second story. Three steps skyward his bedroom door opened up and Josie stepped out fully dressed. Ignoring her usual mini dresses for once in favor of a thin pair of peach colored cotton shorts that rode her butt cheeks high on the horizon, was at least a start. They were joined by a nearly see-through white camisole. Zero underwear on, her tanned flesh was a Peeping Tom’s favorite fantasy. Cameltoe sinking deep up inside her narrow labia, nipples pointing like bullets it was challenging not to look. It was more Peeping Hubby! Show off!

“Leaving this early?” He met her at the top of the stairs towering over her.

“I’m meeting Roman for coffee. After last night’s fiasco at Horton-Dexter he’s needy.” Not the truth at all. Nor was she meeting him.

“What happened out there? You and the girls were asleep when I got home so none of you filled me in.”

“I heard you come in and knew you would be busy in your office. I told the girls to leave you alone if you were home when they got here. They were worn out, we all got in really late. Mace brought them home; I presume they went straight to bed.”

“No clue outside of all quiet when I got in.”

“Good! I was held up at the school.” She winked.

“Against what?” He chuckled. “Do I want to know?”

“Yes, but can we talk about it later?” She grinned sheepishly; she hadn’t had time to formalize any story that did not involve mentioning the word gangbang. Nor any of the other crazy stunts that had happened this past week at school. Between the Booker brothers, then her freshmen and sophomore classes tag teaming up to bukkake her she was at a loss for words. Telling him any of that would likely start a war. Nope!

“How many?”

“How many what?”

“If Roman’s having withdrawals, you must have ignored his needs, then, in favor of now.”

“Smart guy!” She flips her tongue at him, “A few.”

“A few ... dozen?”

“After game hijinks is all. Piper was there too. We hung out with Marquette’s Cheerleading Coach Maya Trinidad. She and Piper had a cheerleading Coach face off. It was risqué to say the least. That led to more.”

“So, on the field, off the field rivalry?”

“You might say that.” She smirked then opted to make him follow her back downstairs before telling him more. In the living room she whispered, “I didn’t want to risk Sable overhearing us, she’s devastated by what happened to Travis. You will not believe what he did and how badly it looked.”

Instant scowl Henry sighed, uncertain if he cared, “Great! What now?”

“He did a good deed, but it went really badly. One of the boys that we caught terrorizing him at school was our team mascot, but after Hoyt got in trouble Roman benched him and Travis volunteered to wear the Swallow costume. Everything was great until Knox Hardecker trapped him and stripped him naked again. All he was wearing was the mascot suit. Not only that, but they also superglued the suit so tight I had to cut him out of it in Elsa Fromme’s Home Economics class. Sable helped! I unfortunately saw our daughter’s boyfriend naked. A little too close for my tastes.”

“Can I laugh about this?”

“You can! I feel bad for him though, he was really trying to do a good deed.”

“Go on...”

“Well, at Halftime he got attacked on the field by the Badger’s mascot. It appears Knox had his hand in that too. When Travis fought back, he tackled the Badger mascot and it looked as if he were humping it, him, her? Worse than that, Piper’s dog broke his lead and ran to the field in the chaos and proceeded to hump Travis. It was hysterical but sad all the same.” Secondhand information mind you.

“That boy can’t catch a break, can he?”

“No! So, in hearing all the ridicule Sable was really upset. if you’re awake later you should have a talk with her.”

“My eyelids are toast now, but if I am, I will. Anything else?”

“Quite a bit. The cheerleaders discovered itching powder in their new G-strings, the ones that Piper purchased for the squad. There was a point where it looked like the girls were all masturbating on the sidelines. Thankfully Sable wore her own panties, so she avoided the scratch and sniff session. That led to the two football teams brawling.” Not quite, more guarding.

“Angus Furlong got hurt pretty badly. Maya Trinidad did apologize for her girls. The new Marquette football Coach Chism Goforth, Maya’s boyfriend reminds me of you actually.” Not even close! “Only much more muscular.”

“You fuck him?”

“No, but I wouldn’t pass if the chance came along.” Oh, she did! Lying bitch! She tapped the cowboy right along with Roman in his tiny office, the Ref’s in the hallway. Not caring to admit it, she hid it. Looking at the time, having just lied through her teeth she just couldn’t let on how ravenous she was becoming. A number of boys last night including Reese Teller having tapped her under the bleachers or in her own vehicle was only the beginning. She was even fisted in the school cafeteria before halftime. Sadly, they were more the appetizer than she was!

“Oh! Before I forget. You will never guess who I ran into mowing the apartment complex Tessa Harper lives in.”

“Who was that?”

“Coach Harlan Booker. He told me to tell you hi.”

“Aww! I miss old Harlan.” His huge dick and how he tossed her around like a ragdoll at age fifteen. “Did I tell you his sons are seniors at Horton-Dexter? I just found that out. Small world.” She found him nodding in his weary state. “Let me get to Roman’s, he’s making me breakfast.” LIE! LIE! LIE! “I love you, Henry.” That was the truth. “We can talk more later.” With a molten kiss the two lovers parted ways. Shutting the door behind her, he locked it and began his trek back upstairs. At the top of the staircase, he notes his dick tilting upward.

“She always leaves me hanging, well, to fend for myself a better term. After working on Frisque, I didn’t even rub one off. Tessa, Serafina, and the strippers nurtured it good last night, but I’ve already recouped my energy.” Only sexually, his body was exhausted otherwise.

“Maybe I’ll take a shower really quick to calm that need and see if I can stay awake long enough to say hi to the girls.” He had no ulterior motives, he intended to rub one off in his shower and quickly clean up before rest. After hearing what Sable must have endured, he worried she might need to talk. Let her sleep for now.

Going into his bedroom Henry nudged the door shut but it didn’t quite latch, leaving it ajar. After everything going on of late, he just didn’t care anymore. Stripping out of his clothes he moved into the bathroom and fired up his shower, awaiting a nice warm cascade before stepping in. Beneath the waterfall he leaned against the wall and just stood immobile letting the hot stream relax his muscles. It gave him time to think.

“Am I really living this life? Letting my wife whore around with God knows how many guys, Josie letting me get away with I’m pretty certain a lot less than her. I mean I’ve had Piper, Tessa, Svetty, Serafina, Filly, Boots, Gina, Lacey, and Kelly in two weeks’ time. Safe bet I could get a couple more strippers from Cashanova, maybe another bartender, there is that brunette Natalie from my first visit to the club.” Just reciting all of their names exhausted him.

“Hell, I’m meeting Marie from our dentist’s office tomorrow. Who knows what next week brings, I mean I am going by the job site and passing off my revised episodes of Frisque to Amanda. She did blow me the last time I was there. At least with the girl’s birthday bash coming up that should keep things a bit more toned down, can’t be doing crazy shit with my parents and brother coming in to celebrate. If they miraculously show up Josie’s parents will be here too. Maybe, just maybe we can get through one sane weekend.” HAHAHAHAHA!

“I gotta say it’s nice of Piper to help plan their party. With Josie getting their gifts today that takes a load off with well under a week until B-day. I guess I’ll snooze a few hours more once Josie goes back to meet Roman later tonight. Hooking up with Piper and the Teacher’s for drinks sounds fun. Why the hell is Roman going instead of me? Of course, if I do that, I might sleep through joining Dom over at Kel’s.”

Reviving further he soaped his body from head to toe and cleansed his tired frame. It was waking him up so that was a good thing, he really didn’t want to sleep all day, even though he sorely needed it. Of late he had felt lacking in the parenting department due to Frisque’s production schedule and his dates. Of course, putting a bit of room between he and Dakota might be the smarter thing to do. Bad enough just saying her name was making him hard. He wanted to rub one off before a nap but, not to the thoughts of his daughter.

“Hey Darren? Can I borrow Lindsey?” He chuckled picturing his 300-pound next door neighbor Lindsey Pope. Yep! That brought the hard on to its senses. “I think I better just save that rub off until later. Energy is here but he needs refueled in case I do go over to Kelly’s tonight and hang with Dom.”

Shutting the water valve off Henry stepped out and dried himself, resorting to tying his towel about his waist. Shaving at the sink he was feeling human again. While finishing up cleaning the lather from his face he heard footsteps out in the hallway. Opting to check out the disturbance he left the bathroom and went to his bedroom door, opening it to peer out. Dakota’s door was shut but Sable’s door was wide open. Looking right toward downstairs he found Sable in tight threaded jean shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt, putting on tennis shoes while seated on the steps.

“You’re off early.”

Leering back at him Sable smiled, “I’m going over to see Travis after what he endured last night at the game.”

“I heard a little about the game last night. You, okay?”

“I’m good. Still a little itchy but not as bad as the others, I wore my own underwear, but I think some powder got into my shirt. The Badger’s sabotaged our new uniform thongs with itching powder. All the cheerleaders touched themselves.” She laughed, “It shouldn’t be funny, but it was. We’re going to get even here soon you watch.”