Episode 122: DYNAMIC DUO

2:35 PM...

“Unlock the door.”

A foot kicking at his bedroom door, Henry McKellen jumped out of his skin. His eyelids popping wide in shock, yet weary from not nearly enough sleep. Knowing that voice was not Dakota come begging him for more attention, he rolled out of bed and hit the doorknobs tumbler, opening it for his wife. Once he looked his wife in the eye, she grew suspicious.

“Why are you locking me out?”

“Sleeping naked. I didn’t want the girls just walking in on me.” He noted the many bags in her hands. “What’s all this? You buy the girls everything in sight?”

“Don’t be mad.” She gnashed her teeth. “I know you told me not to go crazy on myself and I didn’t. Even though it looks like I did. Most of this was on the house.”

“Do I want to fucking know?”

“You wanted honesty well now I’m leveling with you.” At least about her purchases or rather good will. “I went downtown and looked for hours and found very little for the girls. Roman gave me his credit card to buy a few things but he requested I drop the receipts off at his house for his records.” Total bullshit! “We’re going to a Country Bar tonight with Piper as you know so I bought a few things to wear. Boots, chaps, a cute vest and a cowboy hat but I left that in the car for now. I did get you a cute belt buckle.” Now that was no lie. Okay, it was originally for Roman.

Bags on the bed, she showed him her arsenal trying to be cheery and not look guilty. He didn’t really care as long as it wasn’t their money. If Roman did buy it all, fuck it. Truth be known, she got nearly everything free of charge after fucking the owner of LARRYet’s/ LASSos Country Western shop. After she first fucked the lead singer of Whiskey Dick of course and blew Bronson Booth a hot dog vendor and father of one of her students. One thing at a time.

Hugging her from behind as she unpacked, she paused and closed her eyes feeling the strength of his love for her. Guilt crept in ever so lightly, but she knew there would be nothing to prevent her from doing something this crazy again. No amount of perfume omitted the scent of good sex. He knew it but loved her anyway. Swaying back and forth in each other’s embrace she sighed and simply said. “I’m sorry.”

“No, you’re not. Just keep doing what you’re doing. So will I.”

“Henry? Why are our daughters naked in our living room?”

“Say, what? No clue, I’ve been snoring.”

“They’re getting as bold as we are Honey.”

“What do you want to do? Kick them out?”

“Of course not! But do they walk like that in front of you?”

“I’ve caught Dakota a few times. Kind of out of Sable’s character unless her sister’s influencing her. Want me to get dressed so you and I can go talk to them?”

“No! I really don’t want to be in a sour mood all night.” Nor have her girl’s rebel as they had before she came upstairs. “They might start yelling at us after we told them we would treat them as adults. It would just backfire on us. I give up! They want to be free spirits; there’s not much we can say now.”

“Oh, we have say in it. This is our house; their names aren’t on the mortgage.”

“Can we just agree to not fight with them? I was shocked, but I suppose it’s harmless as long as it doesn’t bother you.”

“Am I detecting worry because I’m using incest in Frisque? Modelling the characters after our girl’s? Emma after Piper? Emma’s niece after Tessa?” He laughed.

“Of course not! I trust you not to...”

“No worries!” Not yet. He just needed to keep his dick in check when teaching Dakota how to be with boys. A few close calls already had his nerves shot. He wanted to blame Josie for the twins looking exactly like her at their age. That part was pure hell.

“Let me put things away. I need to grab a shower and get ready.”

“It’s only 2:50. What time are you meeting the faculty?”

“6:30 but I told Roman I would come take a short nap with him.” Again, bull crap! She just wanted another breather before party time at River Rat’s. True, she might go to Roman’s a little early and make it look good but not say two hours early. Fresh air to clear her head was a must.

“Fine! You shower, I’m napping until 4:00. Just kiss me before you leave.”

“You know I’d never leave without doing that.”

“You skip that part when you go to work early.”

“You hush! I just don’t like waking you when you’re dreaming of me.” Now and then Dakota! What a messed-up house!

“I have been seeing you at the girl’s age lately. Man, I miss those days.”

“Before the double-barreled baby bump?”

“Yep! Back when you and I were the dynamic duo. Buttman and Throbbin’.” He chuckled.

“Hardly Quinn?”

“The Poker!” He tickled her.

“The Ribbler!” She tickled him in the ribs right back.

“Careful, I’ll park the buttmobile in the buttcave.”

“Mmmm! Hold our calls, Alfred.”

Their kiss made everything better. Hot and steamy but not too steamy. He was worn out and she just really wanted to clean up before getting dirty all over again later tonight. A final rub to her back he released her then walked to his side of the bed and collapsed. She decided to set everything aside and get undressed for her shower. She needed the suds to make her feel less whore, more wife. At least for a while longer.

4:10 PM

“Mom’s taking a nap.” Travis Herbert moved stealthily through his home. Having peeked through the crack in his mother’s bedroom door just to be certain she was out of the picture, he found her sprawled out naked on her bed, belly down. He didn’t need to see her perfect ass, but he did check her out ever so briefly. Catching himself he shook it off and lightly slapped himself on the face. Bad son!

“I can’t believe Sable wants me to sneak out Dominic’s bottle of Jack. If he goes after it tonight and finds it missing, he might come over to get it back. That would ruin everything. Not only that, but mom might also try and ground me from going to Sable’s birthday party even if I am sharing the same day with my upcoming birthday. Naaa! Mom wouldn’t do that to me.” A moment of doubt at the staircase going down he pauses in step to look back. “Naaa!” Worth the risk if it meant getting Sable drunk and loosening up from her shyness. As if she needed it but he was rarely shown her bolder new self.

DVD’s already downstairs, he was prepared to go on ahead to Mace’s house once he abducted the booze. Unable to see the Cherry home due to the fence, let alone their front yard to know if Mace was even home, he decided he better text his buddy before walking over there for no reason. “At least I have my phone back.” Flipping off Knox Hardecker’s home he just knew it was him who at least gave it and his wallet back. “I wonder what he did to my clothes.” Garbage can!

It was fairly early, but he wanted to hang out before the girls got there and strategize things. This was the first real hangout where no parent on either side was there hovering, so he was pretty stoked at the idea of doing what he wanted. Knowing Sable was feeling frisky nowadays helped make the future brighter. She was into him and allowing him to touch her, experiment eating her out and even help him jerk off in front of her, so tonight hopefully involved that and more. Of course, with Dakota there and often repulsed by Travis that could also cramp his style.

“I think Mace likes Dakota and she did kiss him, so maybe she’ll be too distracted to worry what I do with Sable. I mean it’s only a week until the party and Sable promised me, we could lose our virginity together, so I can’t be too pushy, or I might scare her from that promise coming true. The booze might at least make her horny. I know I will be.” Always!

“You home yet?” He shot Mace a text.

“Yep!” He received a fast reply. “I’m going to grab a shower, but the doors unlocked if you want to come on over. We can play video games until the girl’s pop in.”

“Cool! Hey, Sable asked me to swipe Dom’s bottle of Jack. This might turn into a wild night. LOL!”

“Awesome! I bought weed and a bong so we can get them high too.”

“Whoa!” Trav dropped his jaw before typing back... “I’ve never been high or drunk. Far as I know neither have, they. Dude, what if we all freak out?”

“It will be fine, just relax. Just come on over.”

“On my way!”

Cell in pocket Travis went to the kitchen cabinets and found the hidden bottle of JD and grabbed his plastic bag of DVD’s. Gritting his teeth at his theft, he sucked up the courage and left the house. Hearing a buzzing noise coming from next door he looked over to find Knox Hardecker using a weed eater around the house. He seemed lost in thought and almost sad. Making certain to avoid him regardless, Travis scurried away and headed around the block. Why he never just crossed the back yards between houses was always a mystery.

“Knox should be sad, he got what was coming to him. He was humiliated as badly as he does me. That fucker is nothing but trouble. I won’t even thank him for giving me my wallet and cell back. I want nothing to do with him. Fuck that ass!”

Turning right at the corner he saw a guy walking his wire-haired terrier and waved. It took the dog to remind Trav of Rotten. “Oh crap! Mace told me to come on in but what if Piper’s dog jumps me? Funny though how he chased Knox on top of a car naked. I just don’t need Rotten to hump my leg another time. If Mace is in the shower, I’ll be cornered and humiliated yet again. Maybe I should just sit outside until Mace gets done.”

Reaching Piper’s house, he looked across the yard at the McKellen home. Josie McKellen was just pulling back out of her drive to leave. Not wanting to be caught holding a bottle of booze, he cast it into the shrubs next to the front landing to Piper’s home.

From the street on her way out, Josie glanced over to see Travis all dressed up in white button-down shirt and black slacks. Braking in front of Piper’s mailbox, Josie smiled warmly at seeing the boy all cleaned up and looking dapper. Travis leaped to his feet and jogged to the curb knowing she was waiting on him and hovered at her driver’s side door.

“Hi Mrs. McKellen.”

“Hey there! You’re looking like you’re ready to go to Church.”

He chuckled and looked at himself then chose to look over her door to see what she was wearing to find her in a pale-yellow dress so short, he could see twat peeking out. Beet red at the observation, he replied with. “And you’re looking like you need to be prayed over.” Preyed on more her style but she did reach her arm out and lightly slap his cheek on the opposite side of where he revived himself at seeing his own mother nude.

“Eyes up here, Young Man! I hope you don’t treat my daughter like that.”

“Never! Sorry if I disrespected you. I didn’t see anything I swear.” Just cleavage! She knew better.

“How are you after what happened at the game?”

“I’ll live. I did get my wallet and cell back. I’m guessing Knox delivered them on the sly. I just really wish everyone would quit making me look bad. Sable must be wondering why she even likes me these days.” So did Josie but she was not that cruel.

“I raised my daughter to be understanding. Whatever your future holds, I’m supportive toward both of you, better or worse.”

“Thanks, Mrs. M.”

“Josie! I hear that enough at school. How is your mother?”

“She’s cool. I told her what happened last night. I hate lying to her. She doesn’t know what to think. Oh! Knox was outside doing yardwork and looking pathetic. Maybe he finally knows how the other half lives.”

“We both know Knox Hardecker will be back to his old self once he gets over what happened to him. He had a taste of what he dished out last night so be thankful that it happened. He might calm down a week or three. Just keep your eyes open. Do you intend to be the mascot again next week?”

“If we can unglue the butt flap.” He chuckled. “Sorry you saw my bare bottom. Uhhh! Every part of me.” Musing at him she thought of herself tonight wearing assless chaps, her own bottom exposed. At least she brought a G-string to put on later when wearing them so as not to be arrested. It would take more far more than that.

“Piper said that Odessa Bradley is making the school a brand-new mascot uniform for free. You might still get your chance to strut your stuff.”

“Cool! Are you going to see the Coach?”

“Yes! He’s joining Piper, myself and some of the faculty for drinks.”

“Can you tell him I’m sorry again for making the team look bad? I really liked being the mascot if people would just leave me be.”

“I’ll convince Roman to give you another shot.”

“You’re awesome! Great legs too.” He razzed her. “Sorry!”

“Never be sorry! A woman needs to be noticed. Treat my daughter with respect but always let her know you think she’s beautiful.”

“I will, she is. She has you to thank for that.”

“Awww! Charmer! You guys have fun tonight. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“What wouldn’t you do?” He scratched his head goofily.

“Behave!”

“Right! Don’t behave.” He laughed.

“I have to go. Respect!” She pointed at him with a stern expression then accelerated away. Waving goodbye, Travis whimpered. “I saw Sable’s mom’s pussy.” Naked from behind for thirty seconds before Henry busted him yesterday. “Whoa!” Boy, he was behind the times! He sat outside another ten minutes just to get his erection down. He didn’t count on his girlfriend’s mom turning him on. “Man, I hope Sable doesn’t wear panties tonight.” Okay, he sat there for fifteen minutes. Just stop thinking Perbert!

Deciding that Mace was likely done showering, Travis hopped up from his seat on the front landing and grabbed the bottle of JD from the bushes. At the front door he twisted the knob nervously, expecting to hear growls or barking. Hearing neither, he puckered and presumed maybe Mace had isolated Rotten to the pool out back like he often did. Relaxed, he walked on in and shut the door. No distant water running but he did hear music coming from upstairs which meant Mace was getting dressed.

Going into the living room, he sat the booze on the coffee table alongside his movie selections. Sitting down on the sectional sofa, he kicked back with his arms behind his head and awaited Mace to come downstairs. In a mental drill, he pictured Sable sitting next to him and sat up straight utilizing his left arm as if putting it around her shoulder and pulling her close. Chuckling, he lowered his forearm as if a mime which was squeezing an invisible breast. “Oops!” He told nonexistent Sable. “You liked it.” Probably!

As if looking around her, he sat forward a bit and whispered. “Hey, get your hands out of Dakota’s pants.” As if she would wear pants tonight of all nights. Reacting as if Sable was rubbing his crotch, he settled back but still whispered. “Just kidding! Feel her up! Does Sable want to put her hands in my pants too?” He sneered as if suave. “Go for it, babe.”

As he amused himself with his imaginary friends, Travis didn’t hear a certain canine come down the stairs sniffing out an invader. For once Rotten was silent in his stalking of prey. Moving to Trav’s right side the Rottweiler sat down, watching Travis faking a kiss and feeling up inviSABLE. With Trav’s eyes sealed and lost to his fantasy, Rotten tilted his head trying to understand what in the hell he was doing here, let alone doing in general.

While Trav made out with himself, Rotten went behind the couch and came in from the left side. Catching Trav off guard, the pup jumped up on to the sofa and nudged Travis with his nose. Eyes popping wide, Travis froze as the dog invited himself closer until hugging up on the boy. Fear withheld; Travis made a friend. Arm around the pup, the dog licked him in the face. Definitely not as sexy as Sable.

“Hey! You two made up.” Mace snuck in behind the sofa and patted Rotten on the head. “About time you two got along. I guess that means I can have your girlfriend under my left arm and her sister under my right.”

“Like hell!” Travis laughed rubbing Rotten on the chest. “I’m cool as long as he doesn’t hump my leg again. Maybe he’s being friendlier because I stopped Hardecker from kicking him.”

“Could be!” Mace stepped around the couch wearing only cut off sweatpants.

“That’s all you’re wearing tonight?”

“Yeah! No reason to dress up like you Choirboy. Why did you wear dress clothes?”

“I guess I just wanted to look nice for Sable.”

“Bet she just wears shorts and a t-shirt.”

“Should I go change?”

“Just untuck that shirt and unbutton it. Be cool Bro, she likes you no matter what you wear.”

“True! No shirt on like that, “He nodded at Mace, “Dakota might be all over you.”

“I’d be cool with that.” He laughed.

“I know, right? I brought all the Fast and Furious movies.”

“Question!” Mace flopped down sideways on the couch. “Wanna see what happens if we watch a porn with the twins?” After the hobby store sisters and the three of them watching porn, he wanted a repeat even if it was without the sex. He was really curious how the twins would react to seeing sex on screen.

“I like how you think.” He laughed. “Sure! Might be funny to see them get all red in the, well, Sable at least. Now Dakota might go crazy on you, she did kiss you.” Among other things Travis was unaware of on the way to school. She had her tits out and her hand on his dick the entire ride. Not to mention Mace rubbing her pussy. Trav was oblivious in his thoughts on Sable. No reason to let him in on everything.

“Twice! I don’t know though; she was kind of moody last night because I was hanging out with Odessa. That Angus guy didn’t help her attitude either. He blew her off toward the end of the night after he got hurt, then turned around and punched Hardecker. I bet Knox has a couple shiners after I hit him too. My knuckles are a little tender still.” Good thing the Stinwicky sisters did his handiwork for him, except in small doses. Pondering them he pictured Dakota giving him a hand job. Blow job even better. That would be killer. She did tell him she wanted to be naked with him, do everything but penetration. All good on his part if Trav and Sable didn’t object. “Another question...”