Episode 45: HOme bodY

“I dodged a bullet back there.” Piper Cherry frowned.

“I really need to be more careful what I do around some of these students. If I hadn’t been so distracted by watching Mace on my security camera, I’d never have let my guard down like that. That boy who tied my dress to my chair is so going to get his ass kicked. It was like either Mace knew I was watching him or was hoping I would. I just don’t get it, I’m his fucking aunt, not some random hottie to chase after. I should just send his ass home to Rex and Mona. It’s been nice having him around but he’s just trying too hard around me. Not only that, now he’s getting laid in my house. In my own bed for God’s sake.”

Sighing heavily as she weaves in traffic on her way home Piper Cherry just didn’t know how best to handle her nephew. He was awesome company, and their bond was always good over the years but now that he was a man, he was ... well ... a man. Seeing his cock over her security camera fucking cheerleader Tina Wiles and destroying the poor girl’s sanity had left an unexpected impression on Piper. Big cocks and stamina always did have that effect on her hormones. Sadly, his ability reminded her of the one person she was trying her best to forget, her ex-husband and convicted killer Davon Liberty.

Missing Davon didn’t help. As hard as it was moving on it was for the best. There was no future in Atlanta after her name was tarnished. Luckily the new friends she made in moving to Nashville had kept her mind busy. Mace was a big help there too. A bit of home, a bit of new. Sending him back to Atlanta was going to crush her.

“I just can’t do it. I need Mace for a while longer until I get established better. His company is just what I need. He and Rotten. Maybe I should just not admit to knowing what he did. See if he fesses up and explains why he’s being a little shit. He’s been bugging me about being myself so maybe I should just risk it. He’s right he has seen me naked it’s nothing new, but it was only when catching me off guard. Being family it feels ... wrong. I could care less if strangers see me ... that’s rather fun, but Mace? If his mom found out I was running around nude she’d punch me. If his dad saw me nude he’d try and get some. Rex is more of a dog than Rotten is. Maybe that’s why Mace is who he is. Belmont DNA is a curse.” She had to laugh and roll her eyes. DNA equaled Dick Needed Always!

“Fine! It’s settled, I’ll keep my temper out of this and act as if I saw nothing. Let’s just go home, relax, take a deep breath, and ... be me. God! His dick’s never going to go down. I’m screwed and I’m not even enjoying it. Who am I kidding? Watching the little shit was pretty entertaining. Hell, if I don’t get after him over it, I guess I can’t get after Tina either. This is going to get out of hand I just know it. I’ll just go home and think about my date with Roger Dundee on Saturday. Oooo! I wonder if I still have that pirate bikini? I don’t recall seeing it when I unpacked but I did just clump the fifty bikini’s I own in one drawer. I bet Roger would run those three little flags up his crow’s nest. It’s going to be nice boating again it’s been forever. Even if it is a houseboat.” Her mind envisioning a skull and crossbones bikini bra waving in the wind made her giddy. Her bikini bottoms as Roger’s eye patch even more amusing. As long as he didn’t get pink eye over it.

“I just have to get through the rest of the week. Friday is going to be hectic. I really should have another cheerleading practice before game time but dammit I’m too new to this counselling gig, dealing with detention, teasing everyone, suffering through Mace, I’m stressed. God! I so wanted my body massage today in detention. Maybe I should have risked it and let those freshmen and sophomores give me a rubdown. Hell, they rubbed my ass so why not the rest of my body. Maybe tomorrow.” Her body craved fingers.

“Shit! So much for that, I bet Roman is holding a last-minute practice. Aw well! Question is how long can I keep letting those guys touch me like that and they not take advantage of it? I mean I guess I took advantage of them too. I did let them all jack off in front of me. Not my smartest move ever but so much fun. Hands on them was even dumber but hey, now that I’ve started that there’s no turning back. Same for the crowd surfing and Toy Story 6. Doing all of that encouraged them to do more. I mean ... I can tolerate more of the same but if they try and go further...” She shivers at the thought, “FUCK ME! I know I’d let them. Why am I turning myself on when I know I have to face the Mace? Oh, yeah that helped ... now I’m visualizing his pecker like a bludgeoning weapon. DAMMIT!!”

Reaching her housing division Piper pulled into her drive and sparked her garage door into opening. Driving inside she shut the SUV off and sat there for a minute, eyes closed, head hanging low. Releasing her white-knuckle grip over her steering wheel she heard her belly growl.

“I’m freaking starving. Ooooo! I have cantaloupe still. I hope they’re still good they’ve been in my crisper a week now. I totally forgot I had them. Piggly Wiggly was a blast I need to go back there and grab a few things. Maybe I’ll just call Jesse Manley and have him shop for me. I did tell him I’d send him to Vicky’s Secret for a bunch of new panties. Of course, I’m not wearing many of those these days. No Jiggly Wiggly for Jesse right now, just Piggly Wiggly.”

Removing her sunglasses and stashing them in a visor compartment she hit her garage door closing it down before stepping out of her Ford Edge. Once out she closes the door and makes her way inside her home. Meeting her enthusiastically her dog Rotten tried jumping on her, more relaxed now that Tina Wiles was gone. Catching his front paws, she danced with him and leaned forward to pucker as if kissing the pup, turning her cheek at the last second to avoid slobber. Calming Rotten she closed the inside door and noticed her dryer tumbling clothes.

“Wonder if Mace washed my bedding again? I bet he blames this on Rotten.” Stopping the dryer, she opens it and realizes it’s actually his clothes. “Hmmm? He must not have changed my sheets then because he wouldn’t have had time to wash, dry and put them back on the bed before I got home. Great! That means I sleep with Tina and play dumb. Fuck you Mace.”

Moving into the house she tosses her keys into a bowl on her coffee table and looks around. “His trucks out front. He must have gone upstairs to his room and took a nap. Probably a good thing, I can still use a little more time to cool off. I really want to make his life hell. Don’t I?” She fidgeted then threw her purse on the sofa. “Melon time.”

In saying that she recalled student Toby Mellon sucking her toes. “Fuck Me! Not now, not when I’m needy. If I don’t get a massage tomorrow, I’m going to cry. Maybe I can get Roger to give me a short one before classes. Hell, right now I’d let Dewey or Kevin do it. I hope I didn’t embarrass Mimi too badly setting her on Wolfman Jack’s lap.” She referred to the overly hairy Dewey Knowles. “Although she seemed fine when I teased Kevin, and she joined in. Maybe Squeaky is ready to step it up. Oooo! I could ask her to come to the football game and wear a Swallower shirt. Maybe even Josie.”

Going to her fridge she opens her crisper and plucks out a still surviving cantaloupe. Moving to the counter for a knife from her cutlery set, then a platter to cut the melon on she began performing surgery. Seeding it she sprinkled the melon lightly with salt and grabbed a fork to eat it with. Hauling her meal to her dining room she sat down and kicked her heels off under the table. “Much better. Yoohoo Mister Mellon?” She giggled, “Bring Antoine or Lyle.”

If she only knew that just last night her toe lovers were only a block from her house at the Herbert’s, she might rethink her options. If Mace could have cheerleaders over, she could have guests as well.

“If Mace wasn’t staying here, I’d consider inviting a couple of my detainees over and get down hot and heavy. Why should I not have fun at home as much as at school? I mean it’s interesting to see how far I can push boundaries. Nobody’s ruined my day over too much info. Of course, today was only my third day at Horton-Dexter. Craziest day yet thanks to Bodzilla. Carl telling me to do what I want just makes me want to see just how much he can handle. I sure hope to God he can keep this shit from going public.”

Sharing a bite of cantaloupe with Rotten right from her fork she continued in thought. “What do I technically have to lose? It’s not like I really even need the job, I’m set for life thanks to Davon. Blood money sadly, but I deserve it after being there for him. I’m only doing this counselling gig to get some use out of my degrees. At least my folks can’t say I’m slumming it. Ugh! I need wine. Lots and lots of wine.” She gets up from the table and goes back into the kitchen and grabs an already opened bottle from the fridge. Starting for a glass she looks at the bottle and shrugs, “Why dirty a glass.”

Returning to the dining room she finishes her cantaloupe and swigs from the bottle of Rose. Interesting combo but satisfying. “This peace and quiet is annoying. Go put on some jams Handsome.” She talks to Rotten sitting at her feet. “Sure, Three Dog Night works for me. I love a good threesome.” Watching him lick his chops she winces, “Mace feed you today?”

Eying her melon she cuts up the remainder into chucks and just sits her plate on the floor for him. Polishing it off in seconds she pitches the outer shell into the garbage and rinses her plate and fork off in the sink. Back to the wine and to grab her heels she relocates to her bedroom just long enough to put her heels away and eye her bed. “Stains. Go figure. Fuck you Mace. Why are you even acting up like this?”

Ignoring it she shuffles out to the living room and plops down on her sofa stretching out to drink her wine and wiggle her toes. Boredom was killing her, “Oh yeah, jams. Seeing as my DJ just went and laid down.” Standing again she turns her stereo on and selects a few songs via Spotify to fit her current mood. Nothing too hardcore this round she settled on John Legend, starting with P.D.A. an intimate love song. She figured the music might wake Mace up and he’d come down so she could crush his spirit. Nothing! Was he even home? Maybe he went for a run. Turning the volume up in hopes to rile him with his bedroom right above her bedroom. “What am I doing?” She listens to the lyrics saying, “Let’s make love.” and shivers unexpectedly. “Ugggggh!” She stops the song and abandons John for something else.

Christina Aguilera’s Dirrty played awhile but that was only turning her on even more. “Wine!” A breakaway excuse to alter her thoughts she tipped the bottle and guzzled. Dancing with Christina until she got too aroused, she shut her girl down and fanned herself. “This is ridiculous. Why are my hormones on nitrous? I need to go take a cold shower and finish off this bottle. Maybe even take a couple muscle relaxers to shut me down until morning. If I do, that will at least keep me from yelling at Mace. Once I get past tomorrow, I’ll be over his stupidity. His hiding out upstairs, or wherever he is, is saving us both a lot of aggravation.”

Bottle in hand Piper leaves the music playing with Nicki Minaj’s Anaconda just relenting to a sensual playlist. Music fueling through her house via speakers in every room as the designers of the home had built in, she walked into her bedroom. Untying the only strap her orange dress had on it from her neck she slithered it down over her body as she danced in step. Bottle in hand she swigs her wine as the dress softly fluttered to her toes. Peering down at Rotten on his bed looking at her she said, “You ... turn the other way.” He merely dropped his head to his paws and glared up over his brow. “Okay fine, just no wolf calls.” Leaving her dress on the carpet she and her bottle took it to the bathroom and she ignited her shower leaving it warm up. “If I go cold, I’ll be awake all night.”

Letting the water warm up she stepped to her medicine cabinet and found a bottle of Diazepam. Popping two of them just to let her sleep better later she chased it with Rose. Half of her three-quarter full bottle was already down the hatch. “Gonna sleep like a booby ... baby too.” She got goofy giggling at herself.

Bottle left on her sink she tiptoed back to her shower and tested her water temperature, “Perfecto! Maybe I’ll relax more now that I’ve invited Viagra and Niagara to party with me.” She entered the cascade of warm adoring rain and cleansed herself of her day. A quick soap down with her treasured luffa she finished things off by washing her hair, then shaving her pubic region until it left only a very fine landing strip. Once done she eyed her shower wand with an almost seductive gaze. “Hello Mr. Viagra, come on down here and take my stress away.” Reaching up to unhook the wand from its cradle she dialed a transfer request between showerheads and set it for pleasure mode.

Lowering it between her legs she taunted her clitoris with the spray sending valuable sensations coursing through her body. Back against the shower wall she arched her spine before bringing fingers into play. Joining forces with Mister Viagra and Miss Niagara she found a pleasant union, a threesome if you will. Moaning above even the music of Hands to Myself by Selena Gomez. A fitting song that brought her to a squealing climax. Funny that Mace called Tina Wiles, Selena Gomez. Irony!

“God, I needed that. Bless you, my lovers.” She sighed and trembled. As the water chilled, she said, “Ohhh, no! Not waking up Sleeping Booty.” She quickly found the energy to shut the water off and drop her wand leaving it dangling like a gone limp cock. Holding her shower wall until her body caught up with her, she huffed her cheeks and looked through her glass door. On the other side sat Rotten watching her.

“HEY! What did I say about chasing cats up a tree? Go find another pussy.” She was only having fun, definitely not into bestiality, although since having him back that tongue was appealing in a pinch. Shivering over the thought, as well as seeing him licking Josie in the park it wasn’t completely out of the question. Of course, once she rewound her camera footage trained on her front door, she would see how Rotten treated Tina. That alone might change her mind. He had no idea what she was saying anyway.