Episode 390: 2%

1423 Chambermaid Avenue in Lawson-Parrish Estates! Nashville, Tennessee!

“Mommy’s home!”

The home of David and Mavis Hale came to life the moment their daughter Fawn heard the garage door rising. Seated at the dining table eating milk and cookies, a treat after a school day at home ended, they suddenly became less urgent. Her brothers were saying their goodbyes to their former tutor Zima Kaminski, whom David convinced to stay one last day so that he didn’t have to miss work. As a Nashville Detective it was pretty hard to just call off even if crime was as much in the department as it was in the city itself.

“Why do you have to stop teaching us, Zima?” Middle son Gregory pouted. He rather liked the old bird.

“It is time for me to retire, Gregory. I will miss you all just as much.” Zima had been placed with the Hales last year by Watchtower, namely Harness aka Madison Banfield, to keep tabs on David. A stalker crush, most definitely. One she was not winning. Yet!

“Will you visit us?” David Junior asked hugging her from the side.

“Of course!” Not likely! She was not as sweet as she let on. Zima was the closest thing to a Russian spy for Watchtower. Her deeds were done as of today. Without David here and when the children took their naps Zima set out hiding microscopic cameras as ordered. Not only Harness desired visuals but others in Watchtower who had recently became fans of the very sexy Mavis Hale, wanted more. Now that she was a big hit at Horton-Dexter there was money to be made off of her antics.

Slyly paying her money for allowing Edwin Connelly to penetrate her over her desk at day’s end she allowed it. Hiding the money part from David would not be easy but in her mind, it was for her children’s future education. Regret was present but not as bad as she predicted. As long as the money was not yanked out from under her for disagreeing with the shady organization in the future. She might have signed her life away today.

“Again, thank you for bailing us out today, Zima.” David shook her hand and handed her cash. Taking it Zima sighed and performed her best as if saddened by their earlier argument.

“I wish you well.”

“I had a phone call today about a nanny. Rather nannies! Twins, I understand, willing to split up their schedules to benefit us. If we can’t find a tutor to replace you immediately, we might consider using them to at least cover us until we can find our next teacher. I suppose we won’t know until tomorrow. Once Mavis gets cleaned up I plan a call with the parents of the twins to see how Mavis feels about the girls.”

“Good luck! I really must go. I have a dinner date with an old friend.”

“Enjoy! Bless you again.”

David ushered his boys away and opened the front door for Zima just as Mavis entered the kitchen from the garage. Fawn met her mother with a hug and Oreo fingers. Mommy Mavis devoured her baby’s fingers to a rash of giggles. Oreos were Mommy’s favorite.

Closing the door on Zima, David turned to follow his sons toward the kitchen. After hugging her boys Mavis went to the refrigerator and bent over to break out the milk jug. In doing so her snakeskin skirt rose far too high and shared her nasty bits. Well, tasty bits to the right person. David seeing her twat and anal cavity gnashed his teeth. Not only did he witness them but so did their three kids. This new lifestyle was going to take some getting used to.

“You never let us drink out of the jug.” Dave Junior grumbled! “No fair!”

“When you use your allowance to buy milk, I’ll consider it.” She played with his hair then took one last swig. “Speaking of 2% did you run my bath with milk beads?” Addressed to David, she kissed him before placing the cap back on the milk jug.

“I did! You might need to warm the water again. I had to deal with Zima.”

“Join me for a bath and wash my back?” She had Greg put the jug away. Behind her back he took a drink for himself and passed it to David. Hiding laughter, they got away with it. Fawn was too busy attacking more cookies to notice.

“Sure! Let me find a movie for these rugrats to watch and I’ll be right up.”

“Rugrats the movie. That should lessen your search.” The kids actually agreed to that choice. Watching her head upstairs her ass slipped into view again. Mommy suddenly didn’t seem to be concerned. Hm! David frowned and walked into the family room to find Tommy Pickles! Wrong DVD case of course!

“Dad? Why does mom moon us so much these days?” Greg whispered so only he and David could hear.

“I’ll have a talk with her. Whatever you do don’t tease her over it. You know how conscientious she can be about losing weight. I think that is what it boils down to. Her friends at Horton-Dexter told her about a new diet that works on making the brain focus on the hard to lose places.”

“Showing it off makes her lose weight?”

“Something like that.” He fought hard not to chuckle. Lying was not his forte but explaining it was just too much on a child’s ears. Starting the movie David waited a few minutes to make certain Fawn at least was settled in. “I’ll be back to make dinner in about thirty minutes. Grilled cheese and tomato soup sound good?” Thumbs up! With a nod he took his leave and went upstairs. Locating his wife in the master bath where the biggest tub was, he closed the door and for once locked it. Something they had been failing to do of late.

“How’s the warm milk?” He began stripping out of his clothing.

“Go hang up your coat before you ruin it.” She settled back in her steamy water.

“Right! Give me a minute.”

Retreating to unlock the door again he headed to their bedroom, then finished going down to his boxers. All neatly hung up he hurried back to the bathroom and closed the door. In such a hurry this time, he neglected that lock. Bad Daddy! Bad!

Ditching his boxers he climbed in behind Mavis and allowed her to lay back against him. True love found one another in a loving embrace. Squeezing titties certainly showed her how much he cared. “Mm! Should we discuss today before the nanny situation?”

“If you want. I’m all ears.”

“Oh, no! You are more than that.” She wiggled against his huge cock rolled up along her spine.

“He’s missed you.”

“I can tell. Of late you seem to stay hard. Is it me or what I’m allowing you to encourage me to do.”

“Both, I’d say. Always you! I suppose watching you at work is ... stimulating.”

“I’m glad it’s good for you. I feel worshipped by my students. Edwin, not so much. That was totally unexpected. Should I have allowed him to do that?”

“That question should be better reserved for the students. While it was fun seeing you enjoying their massages and licks, it is going against what we once believed as sacred. Tell me truthfully, what was on your mind when tongues were bathing you all day.”

“Never hold the truth against me. I can honestly say I loved it. I wasn’t certain at first but when Angus Furlong brought the class up to massage me I ... got so incredibly horny.”

“You have my permission to fuck some of them. I told you that.”

“I’ll get there. My fear is what these people watching us at work are doing with the videos. Did you see I made it on Disgracebook?”

“Lots of views! Comments were all positive too.”

“Do you think they are real comments or fabricated by Watchtower?”

“Let’s avoid saying the name out loud.” He pointed at her cellphone lying by the sink.

“Okay!”

Easing her upper body forward he reached behind him to procure a luffa and soft soap. Squeezing some on the luffa he set out to wash her back. As he did she rose a bit higher and lowered her hand beneath the water to guide his erection into her cunt. A large cock but lovely she sat on it with pride. “Now I won’t slip down.”

“You always did consider me your pedestal.”

“My rock and my hard place.” She giggled! “How far should I go from now on? I need your advice.”

“All the way. I’m aware of what happened to Josie McKellen today. She was tied over her desk the final three hours of the day and blindfolded. I counted eleven boys fucking her and she had no idea as to who they were unless they spoke. I can imagine she connected dots it would be impossible not to compliment that woman.”

“Does my hubby have a crush on Josie?”

“Not even! Piper maybe! I loved her wearing a towel in the lunchroom today. Did you know she was gangbanged by the laundry room? That woman has energy. We really need to plan out that swinger’s date with her and Roger Dundee. Oh! How was the vending machine guy? As good as your friend Buddy Coleman?”

“God yes! That man had me rattling the machines. I should have claimed all of the snacks I jarred from their rings.” She laughed! “I would like to fuck him again sometime. Is that alright with you?”

“Go for it.”

“We really need to find you a girl too. I hate feeling as if I’m cheating. If you had a few girls of your own, I might not feel so bad about it.”

“We’ll see! Let’s just get these nannies under our wing before I go searching. I told their mother I’d call her back tonight and introduce you. You can maybe talk to her daughter’s. I did mention our picnic at Cumberland Park tomorrow and she said she would run it by her kids and husband. They could meet us out there like I suggested so the kids could get a feel of the nannies.”

“Sounds perfect! It is supposed to be like 98 tomorrow so things should dry up quickly. It’s beautiful out now even if it is getting dark.”

“There is always a pavilion to sit in if the ground is too messy.”

“Right! So, are you dressing me tomorrow like you are doing me at school?”

“I’ll look at what you have. Greg asked me why you keep mooning us.”

“Oh, Lord! I really should stop. I was not even thinking earlier.”

“At home! I say wear the dresses to school and show it off but keep a long sweater or coat for when you get home so you’re covered. We’ve been seriously lapse in our judgment doing things in front of the kids.”

“Did you lock our door?”

“Shit! I did before I went to change out of my suit. When I got back, I think I overlooked it. Let’s hope their cartoon keeps them entertained.”

“Right! We have to learn from our mistakes. We can’t have our kids telling any new nanny or tutor what we’ve let them witness, even if by accident.”

“What concerns me is the fact these nanny’s, glorified babysitters are only just eighteen. In my mind they are still at their own impression stage in their lives.”

“True!” She found herself gently rising in her milky murky water and riding her man. Smooth waves slapped about in the tub. “I can’t help myself.”

“Me neither!” He sighed and nudged her forward. Going to her knees in the water she held the far end of the tub in waiting. Rising behind her David gripped her hips and began fucking his wife. Sloshing noises were brewing faster and faster.

“Oh, God! David! Our love life is evolving. We’ve had sex more the last few days than in six months. I hate to say it but I think our ... watchers are helping our marriage.”

“Maybe! I’m still not thanking them. Nor will I accept a dime knowing how crooked they are.” Hearing this Mavis whined and considered telling him of money going into college fund accounts thanks to Watchtower. If she did, she took the risk of ruining what they had rekindled. Hiding funds was not smart but again she knew it would help their future. This was for the kids, not their own benefit. Hopefully, Watchtower had at least a bit of heart beating in their chests.

“I just can’t tell him. God help me!”

Facing one of four hidden cameras in the bathroom alone over a dozen Watchtower members greedily observed the Hale’s splashing about. Her expressions lending way to that perfect storm called an orgasm had them on the edge of their seats. Big titty Momma was earning and yearning their respect. Hook, line, sinker!

David had his own thoughts on the matter. Well, not so much the financials, between both incomes they were surviving well. His love for Mavis was so intense that he realized of late that in keeping her happy meant strengthening their bond. Sex with other men brought home her best as a mother and a wife. That might sound strange to most married couples but for the Hale’s it appeared to be working in their favor.

For years they maintained faithfulness to honor one another but also came to figure out that something was missing. Now that they were exploring the swinger potential it had sparked their sex life. Watchtower be damned but, in a sense, even they had helped their fantasies come to light.

While David was a straight and narrow detective, he also knew that battling Watchtower was a hopeless endeavor. At least for now! Proud to make a stand in not being a bad cop and on the take monetarily like 70% of his fellow badge boys and girls, he had given in to let them safeguard Mavis.

He just prayed that in the end they could actually protect them from prison. By caving to the Tower in small favors they would look at him without so much scrutiny. Before this submission he would never be able to battle against them. It was a no-win situation either way. Now, he was incriminating his own family. Yeah, down in flames! Watchtower had won.

Milky water was getting on the floor in a maddening tsunami following the shockwaves caused by David. Uncaring in the moment all he knew was his wife was becoming his greatest fantasy. Watching her thanks to Watchtower video feeds shared with him at work of her classroom or even in the halls of Horton-Dexter had him imagining more and more. Seeing how the other teachers were getting treated only added to his imagination.

Yes, Josie McKellen’s incapacitated undertaking today was amazing. Piper Cherry’s gangbang and towel wearing exhibition definitely had him suffering all afternoon. Even Mimi Alexander getting hammered in her classroom, then eating Piper in the Principal’s office was thrilling. However, it was not just the teaching staff.

“Josie McKellen’s daughters are going to be a force to reckon with. In the hallways giving blowbangs, stripping in the gym and antagonizing that new coach. Eaten out on Ed’s desk beside another girl, the library stunts, they have a lot going on. Crazy thing is nobody seems to notice the sisters’ switching identities.”

As a Detective he picked up on that move far faster than anyone. “Oh, fuck! Just picturing the twins has me so heated I might have to fuck Mavis all night long. Twins is kind of hot. I... “ NUT! LOUD AND PROUD! Still going strong! Mavis was screaming her head off.

Thankful to have his wife lose her silly pigtails after a shitty job on her friend’s part earlier today, he preferred clutching a full mane. Yanking her scalp back had her singing praise. Mommy like! No, Mommy love! Cameras recording his sudden persona change had Watchtower members smiling. Money in the bank!

The Netherlands would pay handsomely for a big breasted slut like Mommy Mavis. Those monster melons playing propellors were mesmerizing. Hypnotic! Phone calls amongst Watchtower members concerning her future did not even interrupt their personal playtime. Yes, the males of Watchtower were either beating off to Mavis or getting blowjobs while enjoying her frolic in the tub. Power was quite an enjoyable commodity!

“I never gave it much thought before now.” David panted as he continued hitting his wife’s cunt with fervor. “Twins! And what are we doing by hiring twins as our nannies. If these girls are half as beautiful as the McKellen girls, I might struggle to keep things professional. I certainly don’t want to scare them off, we need reliable daycare here at home. I also do not want their parents to ... what am I saying. Their mother is a high school Principal at Filmore. No way does she not condone letting her staff act just as bad as Carl at Horton-Dexter. The only thing in her favor is the fact her daughters were also home schooled. That proves to me she’s keeping them protected. I don’t have to be a detective to figure that much out. Yeah, I’ll need to keep things normal around them.” You just keep thinking like that Daddy Dave.

“Fuck! Now I can’t get the McKellen twins out of my head. Josie for that matter. I wonder if she and her husband are swingers. As crazy as Josie appears to be I’d be willing to lay money on that fact. Of course, I don’t know her husband. He might be blind to what she ... no wait! I recall Watchtower showing me video of Roger Dundee and some guy eating Piper out together in the hallway. I saw him walk in with one of the twins just before that. It must be Josie’s husband. Huh! It might pay to get to know him. If he and Josie are into swinging, we could have quite the party with Dundee and Cherry. I’m definitely going to strike up a friendship.”