Episode 14: Fender Bender

“Rise and shine Daughter-in-law of mine!”

“Five more men ... its!”

“Did you just ask for five more men?” Joe Palmer narrowed his eyes at the beautiful blonde lying to his side. She was worn out by the last few days of doing literally everything she possibly could to make some of the hottest porn videos imagineable for her husband. Joe’s son Damian! He had already hit his snooze alarm four times, enough was enough. A big day planned to go shopping in St. Louis needed to get started. With having to be back tomorrow for his youngest son’s football game it really didn’t give he and Candace much time in the city.

“Cum on Princess! Go grab a shower to revive while I brew some coffee.” With a squirming, “Noooo!” Joe smirked and slapped her ass as hard as he could. Defiant even under that assault and battery he frowned and rolled out of bed. His borrowed camcorder plugged in and fully charged he aimed it at the bed and pressed record.

Crawling back in he hauled off and slapped her left ass cheek a second round. A mere whimper he scowled at the camera and spoke, “Looks like our whore is disobedient today, Son.” Referring to his eldest Damian. Standing back up he reached over and ruthlessly snatched up her long blonde hair and yanked her from his bed, sheets going along for the ride. “I said get your shower. MOVE!” She was wide awake now.

Forced to remain on her hands and knees Joe moved back to the camera to train it on her crawl. That sweet clam was just as inviting as every other day. “Hmm! She needs a butt plug. Add that to the shopping list. Maybe one of those jewels that blink to attract attention. Thoughts on that, Son? Two? You got it!” Yep! A couple of those! Once she was in his ensuite bathroom he shut the camera off and waited until he heard water. Convinced she was in the shower he left his bedroom for the kitchen. Eying the time he wondered if Kevin had already left for school. Not quite yet!

Footsteps on the ceiling as he started a pot of coffee he grinned and peered up. “Either I have a heavy raccoon, or the boy is looking for something up in the attic. I bet he’s looking for our old camcorder. Not sure why but I suppose a second camera can’t hurt. It’s been years since that thing has been used.” Steps taken on the journey down Joe stood leaning against his counter until the attic door opened. “Find what you were looking for?”

“Sure did!” Kevin grinned holding up the ancient relic. “Charger even! You can plug it into your cigarette lighter on the way to St. Louis. It might be of use in an emergency.”

“I was thinking about old Betsy there. Fingers crossed she hasn’t dearly departed. Orange shirt, going awful bright today.”

“Right! Only clean shirt I had.” He chuckled! “I woke up early thinking about how to help out. I’m going to rig up this old tripod to hold Betsy at an angle out the sliding back windows of your truck. I’ll duct tape Betsy here so she pans down on Candi lying on the spare mattress. You tell her about the bed yet?”

“Not yet! Sleeping Beauty is out of it. I had to drag her out of bed by her hair.”

“Awesome! Damian might lose her someday. I hate to say it, I love fucking her.”

“Same here! I’m a fool going along with it all, but I have to admit she’s scratching the itch I’ve been sorely missing these days.”

“Me and D have been helping with that. Now you can tag Yolanda Bloom and Raine Gomez. They should keep you busy for a while. If Colleen Porter substitutes this next couple of weeks, I’ll perk her ears up too.”

“Jesse’s mom once I do breakfast on Saturday at Flap Jacks. I think I want to see what she might bring to my table.”

“On the table!” Kevin nodded at their dinette. “Jesse won’t mind, he thinks you’re the coolest dad ever now that you’re tapping Candi like we are.”

“About that! Make sure Jesse doesn’t let on about me and Candi. I don’t want to scare her off. Rebecca, you said her name was?”

“Becca most days! Let me get this hooked up for you before I head out. Shouldn’t take long. You can hook Betsy to the car charger on the way there. You have a butt burner in the backseat area the cord should reach.”

“We actually have 8MM tapes that are still good?”

“Two pack still in the wrapper. I guess we’ll find out if they’re deteriorated or not.”

“Alright! Get moving soldier.”

“Sir, yes Sir!” A grin later Kevin was in the garage rigging up a steel pipe and duct taping the camera to its tripod which slid easily down that pipe. Ingenuity at smirk! Work even! Job well done!

Coffee poured into his Big Daddy mug Joe headed back to his bedroom to check on Candi. Coming down the hall the water ceased in his ensuite notifying him that he was too late to join her under the cascade. “Oh, well! I’ll have her in a hotel room later. I can prop her up against the wall then. Man, I miss those days. I really hate to admit it but fucking Candi makes me feel young again. Hell, encouraging Yolanda and Gomez out on the football bleachers yesterday brought back memories too. They loved my dominant side. Good ole’ Army drill instructor magic even if I was never an instructor. They don’t know that. Might be fun pushing those two harder to see how they react. Damn, D, all this Candi bullshit you’re inspiring me to double take my lifestyle. I’ve always known I was an alpha male but now I believe I’m going to prove I still have it.” Why the hell not!

Entering his bedroom, he sat his mug atop his dresser and set out in search of his wardrobe choices. Not wanting to feel old he went with blue jeans and a button-down black shirt. While making those selections Candace paraded out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Looking over at him he narrowed his eyes and pointed at her. “None of that!” Bewildered for all of five seconds she realized he meant lose the towel. Smiling brightly, she untied it and flashed him, dancing in step before dropping her cloak to the carpet.

“Never again, I promise! I’m going to break my bad habits, Daddy Joe. Not just for Damian either. For the whole family. From now on when I’m at home I intend to live naked. I’ll only wear those cut off clothes when going to work or shopping. As long as the police don’t say anything I’ll even start mowing my yard naked. With you starting a part-time job soon I’ll do my own yard here on out. One less headache on your shoulders.”

“I’ll still drop by to supervise.” He winked at her. “Dry your hair.”

“Okay! You pick out what I’m wearing to St. Louis.”

“I’ll decide that just before we hit the city limits. Until then I say nude.”

“Perfect!” She grew bubbly! “How are you going to drive and record me teasing truck drivers? I don’t want you to have an accident.”

“I’ll be careful. Kevin is rigging up my old camcorder in the backseat to record you in the bed while I’m driving.”

“I’m going to lay on a cold metal floor?” She pouted pathetically. “I better find a blanket at least.”

“Mattress from the spare bedroom is already in truck bed. Kev and I bungee corded it down against the wind. Your weight on it will help.”

“I’m going to ride in the bed all the way to St. Louis?”

“Some of the way. You need to stay beneath the metal walls just in case of any state troopers that aren’t in the loop like your friend. Truckers are high up so they can look straight down at you. You pack a dildo?”

“No! I didn’t think about it before we came here. We can stop by my house real fast. I want to grab my laptop for the hotel room so we can send videos to Damian.” Heading into the bathroom she fired up a hair dryer. Joe took that time to get fully dressed and drink his coffee. Long hair it took Candi longer than he had patience for. Stepping in behind her he yanked the cord out of the socket and took the blow dryer from her. “Pack that! You can air dry on the road. Besides your hair is going to look like hell from the wind anyway.”

“Should I put it in a ponytail?”

“No! Go with wild and ravenous.” He chuckled! “As a matter of fact, I think I’ll tie you down spread eagle for the first part of the drive. At least until that rest stop about thirty miles from here.”

“How can I tease truckers if my hands and legs are tied?”

“Good point!” He rubbed his chin at his duffle bag on the bed. While he reconsidered options Kevin stopped back by his room.

“Knock! Knock!” He made the motion without connecting with the door. “Camera is all hooked up. I went ahead and started the truck so Betsy could get a little charge. Looks like she still works, I tried a tape and its rolling without any squeaks. Good to go, I think. Speaking of which I need to hit the road, or I’ll miss my school bus. I really need a car Pop.”

“Get a job and I might co-sign for one. Nothing on a silver platter Son.”

“Except me!” Candi playfully danced in step poking at her breasts for Kevin then turned in step to bend over.

“Wish I had time.” He laughed! “Be careful in the city. Don’t get arrested!”

“If we do, I’ll fuck someone to get us out.” She giggled! “I hope we can arrange something here in town so I can film in a jail cell.”

“D knows the cops.” Kevin reminded her. “Just touch base with them and I bet they’ll help.”

“Go to school! Tell Yolanda and Raine I want naked pics by lunch. You take those pics.”

“No problem! I’ll make sure you get nothing but the best.”

“Hold that thought, I’ll forewarn both of them.” Grabbing his cell from a nightstand he pulled up the number for Raine Gomez first, considering he hadn’t seen near as much of her as he had Yolanda Bloom. Texting her at home Joe made it perfectly clear his intentions. He hoped she was still as willing as she was on the bleachers. “Gomez the Whore!!! You have three minutes to say hello, or I focus solely on Bloom.” Sent he showed his message to Kevin. “Hang tight I’ll drive you to school.” A victorious thumbs up of approval Kevin hugged Candi from behind to kill time and kissed along her neck. She loved how they treated her with so much love! Lust too!

Across town at the ranch home of Raine Gomez she had just finished getting dressed. As a coach she often wore a track suit with nearly nothing underneath it. Usually, a transparent bra and a micro G-string thong. If she got too warm throughout the day, she kept tank tops in her office and overly tight workout shorts. Not once in her career at Pleasant Meadow High School had anyone complained over her revelations. When you were as sexy as she was it was a given that the males of the faculty loved her physique. Flirting always helped.

“Who is texting me this early? Did I miss a meeting?” Looking over her cell her eyes lit up. “Why good morning, Sarge. Three minutes, huh?” It took thirty seconds to remove her track suit. Taking a picture of herself in her underwear she fired it over to Joe in under two minutes. “You caught me getting dressed.” Her caption!

Delivered, Joe smiled over her selfie. “And this is the start of a good day.” He shared the pic with Kevin and Candi. Candi in the dark over this woman looked taken back.

“Replacing me, Daddy Joe?”

“Never!”

“Dad is just exploring. I introduced him to Gomez and another teacher yesterday. Dad had both of them all hot and bothered.”

“Cool! I’m not jealous.” She razzed Joe.

“NAKED NOW!” Joe fired back at Raine in cap lock. The shock of his demand had Miss Gomez quickly removing her G-string and bra. Another pic taken using her vanity mirror she saluted the Sarge in all of her glory.

“I put the SLUT in SaLUTe, Sir!” She messaged back. Joe was rock hard seeing her piercings and tight little body.

“Good work! I expect nude pics all day long. There is no room for failure, Gomez. Be All That You Can Be! My boy Kevin takes every single pic of you. Is that understood?”

“I’ll give him my panties to bring home to you.”

“I’ll await your obedience. Friday on the field after the game. You, me, and Bloom. IS THAT CLEAR?”

“All yours Sir!” She was loving his commandeering. “I need to get to school. Tell Kevin to find me.”

“Done!” Text finished she got dressed and hurried out the door. She needed that pep talk so early in the morning. The remainder of the day was going to be fun. Finishing with Raine, Joe set his sights on Yolanda Bloom. A repeat of his orders sent to Yolanda he wasn’t quite as lucky; she was driving when he messaged her. Pouting behind the wheel she refused to deny him.

“I can’t have him focusing only on Raine. Joe is so piquing my curiosity.” Instead of texting she called him. At the word, “BLOOM!” Joe had her attention. “I needed hands free Sir. I’m behind the wheel. I’m a block from the high school now.”

“Good! Guess who is going to send me naked pictures from school all day long?”

“I’m guessing me.” She chuckled! “If I must!”

“You must! That is non-negotiable Bloom. Kevin takes every single photo. He says where and what pose. Fail me you can forget Friday.”

“As long as I don’t get in hot water with the school board.”

“No pain, no gain! Commit or I forget your name.” That gave the busty blonde chills.

“I swear I will succeed.”

“I’ll be dropping Kevin off in under ten minutes. Wait ON your car hood, I’ll take the first photo.”

“I’ll be ready.” The sitting on her car hood was easy enough. With students and other teachers arriving that might get tricky concerning nudity. Hanging up on her she hurried into her assigned parking spot and trembled. “Good thing I chose to go commando under my dress today. I must be out of my mind doing this for a guy I barely know. Still, his son Damian did energize my old self yesterday. That boy is gorgeous. His dad looks just like him. Heck, even Kevin had me horny as hell in class over lunch. I’ll take risks but I sure do hope Joe can get me out of trouble if I get busted.”

While she sat there waiting dozens upon dozens of students were arriving and walking all around her. Normally she would already be here and prepping for her day, but this hold-up had her so curious she could not resist. Sitting idle she was in panic mode; how could she get naked and on her car hood with all of these students around. “Here’s to unemployment.” She took a deep breath and left her driver’s seat. Purse left inside she closed the door and took only her cellphone to the bumper. A good number of students spoke up in greeting even as she loitered looking around her hoping to catch a break. At least it appeared all but two teachers were in attendance and already indoors. “I’m doomed!”

“Hey, Yolanda!” A voice rallied from behind her car. Looking back, she spotted a number of the football players stepping up from both sides.

“Good morning, Roger. Jesse! Hunks!” She giggled!

“Why are you out here?” Jesse Hart asked moving right up in front of her but on the sidewalk. Four others joining him, two to each fender well.

“Joe Palmer asked me to meet him here when he drops off Kevin.”

“Oh, ok! You look nice today.”

“Nicer in a minute if the lot loosens up.” She couldn’t help but flirt, it was in her character. Young bucks like these buff boys always sparked her imagination.

“How is that possible?”

“There’s Kevin and Joe now.” Brent Edwards spoke up! Tensing up under pressure Yolanda had to make a snap decision that could cost her everything.

“Huddle around me.” She lured them in and took a deep breath. Unzipping her dress before not only the team but a few other passerby boys Yolanda took her dress off and climbed up on her hood. “Save your college tuitions I might need bail money.” Awestruck the dozen brewing onlookers swarmed around her and cloaked her the best they could. Roger Dawson and Mercer Thomas made it clear to everyone not to be bragging and to keep her stunt on the down low.

Pulling up behind Yolanda’s car, Joe and Kevin hopped out and made their way in through the congestion. Kevin had his cell ready and watched his dad make the first move. The team was learning fast just how much game Joe had in him. Eyes unblinking, she smiled at Joe as he stepped in closer to palm her knees. “As you ordered!” She beguiled Joe!

“Yep!” Sliding his arms up under her thighs he lifted her up and off balance. Her upper body falling back, she found Joe burying his face amid her labia. Squealing over his overpowering she let him feast on her for two lengthy minutes while Kevin filmed it. Ending his appetite, he reached over her body and pinched both nipples using them to lift her up to face him better. Eye contact made, he nodded and snarled directly into her face. “Who wants me?”