Chapter 16: Sunday Supper

Saturday at the Jordan house was lots of fun as well, but age-appropriate for Rosemary and Dale’s six-year-old twin sons. Dale had purchased, inflated, and filled a wading pool for the boys. They were too young for a full-sized pool, but they were thrilled to play in water no deeper than their waists.

After about forty minutes of splashing, laughing, and loud playing, the boys were starting to slow down. That’s when Dale brought out the big guns. Literally.

He had purchased two Super-Soakers. For the uninitiated, a Super-Soaker is a plastic water gun, with a two-handed grip. It commonly holds a liter of water, and uses a built-in pump lever to pressurize the gun, emitting a forceful stream of a car-length or more.

A powerful squirt gun in the hands of a six-year-old is terrifying indeed.

And then, Rosemary hatched her diabolical scheme. She handed Dale a small $1 squirt pistol, capable of perhaps 12 feeble spits, and sent him out into the yard.

“Get him, boys!” she cried. Dale did a credible impression of a fleeing fugitive, scampering about the grass in terror while being stalked by his evil sons. Finally, he grabbed Allen and held his pistol against his head.

“Drop your weapon, David, or the kid gets it!”

David smiled evilly, and directed a forceful stream right at Dale’s face. As he dropped to the grass to enact his pitiful death scene, Allen retrieved his weapon and blasted Dale right in the crotch, ramping up Dale’s cries of woefulness.

Rosie laughed and laughed, and the boys joined her. Delia had returned home, and she watched the aquatic apocalypse from the back of the house, smiling.

The next day, Rosemary and Delia were busy in the kitchen.

“Next Sunday, Mom, Dan and I will do all the cooking for this dinner. He’s actually very skilled in the kitchen.”

“I thought you told me he was very skilled in the bedroom, Dee.”

“Motherrr. He can be both, you know. Carla says he’s been doing the cooking for the two of them for years now. But don’t tell anybody about it. If other women find out that beautiful man can also cook, I’ll be fighting them off forever.”

“So you and Carla got along?”

“Oh, yeah, she’s great. I have to tell you a secret, though. They live in this little isolated house out of town. It doesn’t have good insulation or effective air conditioning, and it gets uncomfortably hot inside on days like yesterday.

“So they don’t wear clothes inside. They’re nudists.”

“Really! That’s interesting. You must have also been nude there with them. Is she good looking?”

“Oh, yeah, totally. Mom, she’s hot. You two could be sisters. She’s got those big swinging knockers like yours, and a gorgeous round ass. She looks very healthy, not overweight, and her thighs and ass are smooth. Just a little belly.”

“Well, her son is so handsome, I’m not surprised. Maybe she can come with you next Sunday so we can meet face to face. I am getting the impression she wants to be your mother-in-law. Oh, and by the way, thank you for saying that I too am sexy.”