Episode 352: URINE CHARGE

8:40 AM! The Banfield house!

“Mom and dad got home at like 6:00 AM.”

Sharing a double occupancy shower Brooke and Paisley Banfield whispered in hopes to avoid Watchtower hackers eavesdropping on their conversation. Their cellphones stashed rooms away prevented that whole mess of being unable to speak freely. Water running added to their stealth as they woke themselves up.

“They must have snuck in. I wonder how dad handled things.” Paisley murmured! After their father’s complaint of exposing their daughters to too many disrespectful hackers watching cameras feeds and snooping, Momma Madison agreed to let their bedrooms and bathes go free of her employee involvement. At least that’s what Harry was told. Fingers crossed!

Sadly, Madison knew that Harrison was right. Her hackers had seen every dirty detail such as changing clothes, showering as they were now and even youthful masturbations. Madison was so used to her students getting away with such things that it hadn’t really bothered her until Harry spoke up. The girls however had no idea that mommy had secured their freedom. Until now! BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT! BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT!

“Snoopy is awake.” Meaning their new friend the hacker Fred Maltese aka Pindrop.

“So am I now!” Paisley palmed her vagina, her stealth piercing vibrating like crazy. “Hi, Freddy!” A series of buzzes in code to which they were barely knowledgeable made them pause.

“I don’t think we should mention names.” That made the buzzing stop. “Whew! Another long speech like that and I’m going back to bed and rubbing myself.” A softer buzz felt, Brooke smirked at her sister. “Oh, now he tells us it has a power setting.”

“Shhh!” Oopsie! It wasn’t easy to not talk about Fred. He was exciting and gave them hope for adventures to come. Never allowed to have a pet he was the next best thing. Of course, in his dirty little mind his thoughts were much the same as that of the twins. If he had his way, he would adopt the blondes and bring them home. Sex was good! Well, the one and only time he had them and their virginities. A fun day in hopes of more ahead.

A loud knock on the bathroom door had both girls flaring their eyes. Entering on the shy Madison ducked her head inside. “Morning babies! Since when do you two share a shower?” Coming on in wearing only her bathrobe she limped along.

“We do it now and then. You should thank us for conserving water.” Paisley wiped the glass to peer out. “Did you and daddy have fun last night at Aunt Stacy’s club?”

“We did! I intended to stay home and play hooky today, but I just can’t justify my actions. Too many people at Filmore count on me. I decided for your father that we needed a family meeting tonight after I get home.”

“About the nanny job?” Brooke asked while washing her hair.

“That and other things. The two of you might need to fend for yourselves more often. Your father has business in the city to deal with. Your grandfather offered him part-time employment which he decided to accept. You two are adults now so there is no reason for him to be stuck here watching over you.”

“Can we go out on our own more often?”

“Part of our family meeting. I just wanted to tell you that I love you. I’ll try to be home fairly early and actually stay home for once.”

“Believe it when we see it.” Paisley giggled! “We love you too.”

“I know! I know! I’ll try to do better. Your father misses me too. Let me go get dressed and weather the storm. Fingers crossed it stops pouring and warms up enough to dry the ground for tomorrow.”

“Are we still going to the park?”

“If the weather permits, I don’t see why not. Again, we can talk about all that tonight. Bye, babies!”

“Bye mommy!” Joint effort!

Hobbling back to her own bedroom as quietly as possible Madison tiptoed around her bed and into their ensuite. Closing the door tightly she dropped her bathrobe to the floor and took a seat on the toilet. Peeing in peace she closed her eyes and reflected on a few hours ago while at her sister Stacy’s penthouse apartment. The sex was amazing with the bestial Boston Loggers, but things took an unexpected turn when her father Barker Raynes entered the playing field.

Instigating was Barker’s favorite pastime hobby as he observed his new Watchtower compadre, her husband Harrison. Mostly to learn if he were serious about becoming a true part of the family or just a parental crutch to his granddaughters. Sure, he knew Madison loved Harry at one point, feelings still strong, yet the years gone by had spoiled her.

Harry became more akin to that of a servant to her needs in raising the girls rather than as a mate. It took him long enough to step up but now that Brooke and Paisley were eighteen there was no real desire to continue in that homebody role. He worked at home for Wall Street and had made Watchtower billions, yet that passion was waning. He needed to stretch his legs.

Barker could relate so, he was willing to give his son-in-law a hand up the ladder, it wasn’t like he was getting any younger. Trust meant everything. Balls meant power. Last night proved something to Barker when Harry made Madison and Stacy have an incestual bisexual encounter with the Loggers watching. Harry even took the horns of the bully and fucked Stacy. Bravo in Barker’s mind. Sick bastard! Bastards! Bitches! Hell, all of them!

“I really hope Stacy doesn’t retaliate after Harry took advantage of her.” Madison mumbled! “I really do not want to play referee in a battle he could never win. Daddy pushing Harrison might be the only thing saving him. Stacy would tell me to butt out and I would probably shy away and make myself look like a poor excuse for a wife for not defending him. Our marriage has had its highs and lows since day one, but we’ve always managed to stay just strong enough to keep our wedlock going.”

Bzzzt! Sitting there her eyes popped open. “What was that? I instructed all camera and speaker sources be shut off in our private domains.” Beside her in a drawer beneath their double sinks she followed the buzz to a hairbrush that vibrated in her touch alerting her that she was on the right track. A compact with a mirror also began buzzing. Extracting both she opened the compact and looked at her reflection. Her image quickly altered to show up as her father Barker on a sexy spy device.

“Daddy?”

“Ingenuity! James Bond style!” She heard his voice through the hairbrush and put it to her ear. “Your cameras are still off; I’ll honor that after last night. I’m not exactly happy about it yet you know I rather enjoy watching you.”

“How did you know I was even awake?”

“Hallway cameras are still operational. I saw you leave Brooke’s bedroom. I overheard you tell them you were going into work. I took a guess that you were in the lavatory. Motion sensors attached to your bed I’ll know when Harry gets up.”

“When did we have motion sensors placed there? Don’t answer that, you know I’m fine with it. Shouldn’t you still be in bed. You were up like us at all hours of the morning.”

“Couldn’t sleep! You know me, I always ponder the situations at hand. It seems awful convenient that Harrison has taken such a bold step after all this time. I understand his boredom I’ll never knock how he stood his ground raising the twins. I hope you understand why I pressured him last night into you and your sister’s ... entanglement.”

“Come on, Daddy! We both know how much you love us both. Too much at times.”

“Still haven’t forgiven me for taking your virginity at fifteen?”

“Of course, I have. Stacy has too. It was only a one-time thing for the both of us and it did teach us what we needed to know. I just hope that you don’t have any intentions like that toward your granddaughters.”

“I do not!” Saying and bluffing were two different beasts. “If I had they would have been taken at fifteen also. I have plenty of young talent to keep me invigorated, don’t you worry about that.”

“What you do is your business daddy.”

“Aren’t you glad I intervened when you got close to that other young man before I moved you to Alabama. That could have been a mess if you had told him that he knocked you up. Do you even know where the guy is?”

“No! It’s been far too long.” Two beasts could bluff! “But somehow, I’m sure you do. After all he is the real father to Brooke and Paisley. Can we not discuss this with Harry a room away?” She knew very well where her first true love was before her parents killed that parental option. Never mentioning his name again maintained his safety.

She was even too afraid to have her sources look him up. If she had, her father would have pinned her down like a Pitbull. Not only that but Barker had arranged to have DNA tests altered to prove that Harry was their truth father. Harry was too important at the time to let slip away. Madison at least did fall in love with Harry. It all worked out in the end. Was it the end?

“Motion sensors! Act normal, Harry left your bed and he’s heading your way. Let me listen in.” Remaining calm Madison heard the bathroom door open and had turned her brush around to use it in her hair, the mirror trained on her face.

“There you are.” Harry waddled in and picked her bathrobe up off the floor and hung it up on a door hook. “I need to take a piss.”

“Almost done!”

“I’m not!” Harry moved in and hovered over her lap, pointing his penis at her inner thighs. Shaking it once, a stream of urine took aim and pelted her flesh. Jaw dropping in awe she couldn’t even utter his name. Her mirror pointing down allowed her father to witness Harry’s assault.

“What has gotten into you?”

“Marking my territory. I don’t want you to ever forget who owns this body. Others can borrow it, but it had better always come back to me.” He reached up and gripped her chin. “No more Mister Nice Guy. I aim to show Barker I can be just as valuable as ever without simply sitting behind a desk. I’m stretching my legs Maddy. Is that understood?”

“Yes! You do not need my permission.”

“I’m not naive, I’m being tested but I guarantee I’ll pass with flying colors.” Palming the back of her head he forced Madison downward and into his line of fire. At first pissing on her chin, she eventually opened her mouth and let the stream course down her throat. Hazards of war in Watchtower. “That’s it! I expected trouble out of you for that.” Only a glare without blinking until his rain of terror was done. He had always wanted to do that to Maddy but up until now the fear of retaliation had always kept that from occurring.

“I’ll face Stacy on my own and save face. If I come home with a black eye and a busted lip I’ll still keep my head high. You can tell Barker that.” No need of course! He was only a hair follicle away. Done urinating he patted Maddy on the cheek and stepped to the sink in order to wash his hands. “One last thing! Don’t you dare take a shower. Wear me and the Loggers all day. IS THAT CLEAR?”

“Yes! Maybe I will stay home after all.”

“Nonsense! Go on to work. No perfume either.”

“If you insist.”

“If I feel like you didn’t listen, I’ll be stopping by Filmore again and sniffing for myself.”

“I will not let you down. However, I need you to understand me as well Prince Charming. We are equals! I love you but do not think for a moment I will be your slave. I have fought too hard to reach the top. You and I can share these moments at home or in private. Disrespect me amongst colleagues and you will see me fight back.” Sitting her brush and mirror on the marble sink top she stormed Harry and slammed him backwards into the door. Kissing him with a fury she smothered his own urine all over him in their intimate entanglement. Point made! Harry smiled and planted his forehead against hers.

“Allow me to pick out your dress for the day.”

“After you!” With a quick kiss they left Barker on hold. Madison simply didn’t care. At her massive walk-in closet Harry perused her outfits when something dawned on him.

“No! I’ve seen what goes on at Filmore firsthand. These dresses are too proper. My instincts tell me you’re hiding the good stuff so that I never discovered them. Enough hiding Madison. I approve of risqué from here on.”

“In that case.” She stepped around him and parted two sets of hangers and gave her room to reveal a cloaked wall panel. Clicking a hidden switch the panel faintly hissed to the left. A secret stash hidden inside she stepped back. “Select away!”

“Somehow I don’t think my original blueprints for this home was followed to the letter.”

“Mostly!” She winked at him. “I will wear whatever you hand me. No matter the thread count. Oh! And just to prevent questions, yes, I have an entire wardrobe hidden in my office. I have on occasion worn similar to these from that closet. You can FaceTime me throughout the day to see that I’m still wearing what you choose.” Nodding Harry found a thigh high black dress with more threads than fabric. At first, he thought the threads were on the hips and armpits until he removed the hanger for a better look.

“Nothing to hide here. Try this on.” Claimed Madison lured the dress up over her head and down into what little coverage it had. Her full frontal from shoulders to bottom hem had windows between threads that shared the beauty of her curves. At the base her cunt was in full view. “Do you have a black G-string to wear beneath it?”

She patted her foot on the floor of her hidden closet, and he removed a lid. Beneath it was an assortment of panties. Finding the skimpiest black as he had hoped he noticed it was not the traditional style G-string. The patch was solely designed to cover over the bikini area while a section that should have blanketed her vagina was only a micro-thin piece of fabric. Claiming it she put it on and tugged it up between her labia for a nice agitation over her clit. “Nice! Daddy likes!” Yes, Barker did! He knew of every article of clothing his daughters possessed. “Shoes to match in black.”

“Those I had no reason to hide.” She walked around him, her ass cheeks peeking out vibrantly beneath her dress. Like the front of the dress the backside hid very little. Her G-string tucked invisibly between her butt crack she was full on moon with shredded threads stretching between them. Bending over in front of him she let him rub her bottom until she stood up with her choice of shoes. Ankle straps with a section leading to her toes the heels complimented the attire perfectly. Harry even knelt down to put them on his wife.

“I might need to propose to you all over again.” He grinned and dropped to his knees with a smirk. “I’m fascinated by this ... new you.”

“I can say the same. You are jumpstarting my heart, Harrison. We could renew our vows, I would be up for that.”

“In Tahiti?”

“After the school year.”

“Perfect! Do we own property on the island that I’m not aware of?”

“No! But the Raynes family has a nice scenic home in Scotland. I’ve never even been there.”

“Rain here! Rain there!”

“Raynes there!” She beguiled him! “Can we renew in the Highlands?”

“Why not! Maybe Barker will walk you down to the cliffs in a long ... no ... in one of these dresses. He can wear a kilt.”

“What about the girls?” Puckering Harry pictured Brooke and Paisley in the same dress. Sadly, that would not go over well.

“Good point! We have time.”

“Speaking of which. If I’m not showering, I do need to go. I’m shocked that Vera hasn’t checked in with me.” Her Vice-Principal and co-conspirator amid chaos Vera Bobbit!

“Wear a coat in case the girls are up and about. Since I’ve had breakfast at Stacy’s they can fend for themselves today. I’m going back to bed. I’ll check in with you over lunch. Oh! One more thing... “ He observed her put on a light trench coat and button it up. “I want to watch some young man gnaw on your clit over lunch.”

“Done!” She trembled and kissed her man, palming his cheek. “You should relax at least today. If the rain lets up early you can plan our picnic with the girls.”