Chapter 2: Education

Day 0, Thursday

John B. Watson Jr., Johnnie as he was known to his family and friends, was walking down the hall past his sister’s bedroom door when she called out to him. “Johnnie! You won’t believe it!”

“Hmmm? What?”

Sarah was standing at her window looking out over the back yard. “Come here!” she demanded. “Look!”

Johnnie walked into Sarah’s bedroom and went up to where she was standing. He looked out at where she was pointing and began smiling. “Yeah? What’s up?”

Sarah looked at him and asked, “Are they doing what I think they are doing?”

He grinned at her. “What do you think they are doing/?”

She lowered her voice to a whisper and answered, “Are they having sex?”

“Why are you whispering? They can’t hear you.” He looked back out the window. “Technically, this is foreplay. The sex comes next.”

Johnnie Watson was a good-looking teen, with his father’s face and brown eyes and average height, but with blonde hair as opposed to Jack’s brown, and a more muscular build. He was sixteen and would be a junior when school started again in the fall. Sarah, on the other hand, was almost the spitting image of her mother, with honey blonde hair, blue eyes, and a mouthwatering figure. She was only fourteen, so she was still shorter than Sophia, and wasn’t quite as buxom, being only a 36B instead of her mother’s 38D. Sarah would be a freshman in the fall.

“Oh my God!” she exclaimed. “They can’t do that!”

“Sarah, they’re married. They’re allowed to have sex. Where do you think we came from? The stork?”

Sarah looked at her brother in amazement. “Outside? During the day?”

“So, I guess you haven’t caught them fooling around before. What disturbs you the most, that they are doing it outside during the day or that they are doing it at all? Did you think they only had sex twice, once for you and once for me?” Johnnie asked.

The girl blushed at that. “I know they’ve done it more than twice.” She pointed at the wall between her bedroom and her parents’ bedroom. “They get kind of loud sometimes.”

“And I’ve seen them skinny-dipping in the pool late at nights sometimes,” he admitted. Johnnie looked back out the window. “Oh, oh, looks like we are going to the next round.”

Sarah looked outside again and turned beet red. Her mother was in the process of pulling her father’s shorts off. The pair stripped naked and then she pushed him down on the blanket and then crawled over him in the sixty-nine position. Sarah couldn’t see the exact details, but her mother was bobbing her head enthusiastically in her father’s lap. “Oh my God!” she repeated.

“Back in a moment,” Johnnie said. He left the room, though Sarah barely noticed. She turned back to watch her parents out by the pool. He came back a few minutes later with several books. Johnnie watched their parents for a moment and then said, “Here, you can have these. I got them online a couple of years ago, after I caught them fooling around and wanted to find out what they were doing.”

Sarah looked at what he was holding. It was three books, a large hard-cover book, and a pair of paperbacks. She took them and stared at them. “What...”

Johnnie tapped one of the paperbacks. “This one is called The Joy of Sex. It’s sort of a how-to manual on sex.”

The girl opened it and stopped after a few pages. “There’re pictures in here!”

Her brother nodded. “Drawings, actually, but it gives you the idea.” He handed her the larger hard-cover book. “This one is called the Kama Sutra. There are real photos in this one.”

Sarah flipped through the pages, her eyes opening wide. A couple dressed like an Indian prince and princess were photographed in what looked like a royal bedchamber in a lot of different positions. “Oh my God!”

Then Johnnie handed over the other paperback. Sarah recognized it as a romance novel titled Pride and Passion by Jacqui Watson. “Who’s Jacqui Watson? Is she a relative?”

“I’ll tell you later.” He glanced out the window. “Looks like Round One was successful.”

Sarah looked outside and saw her mother’s head was no longer bobbing up and down but seemed to be buried in her father’s crotch. A minute later and she rolled off him, and they snuggled in each other’s arms. “Are they done?”

“Maybe. Or maybe not.” Their mother had reached down and was fondling their father’s cock. “I think they are going for some more. Listen, you watch them and then read the books. It will probably make sense then.” Johnnie chuckled and left the room.

Sarah turned back to the window and watched her parents fondle and grope each other. It was too far away to see the details, but after a few minutes, it was her mother who rolled on her back and her father who got on top, only this time they were facing each other. Her father began pushing up and down, and her mother wrapped her arms and legs around him and buried her face in his neck. They stayed in that position five or ten minutes before they both began shaking, and then they pulled apart, kissing and hugging each other after which they grabbed their clothing and walked to the office.

Sophia headed to the bathroom. “I am taking a shower.”

“What makes you so special? I need a shower, too,” laughed her husband.

“I have the pussy, so I make the rules!” she told him. “Isn’t that what you said in one of your books?”

Jack snorted. “Anna DeVeere wrote that, in Modern Scepter, not me.”

“Sounds like an excuse to me.” Sophia replied. “Besides, didn’t the character who said that refuse to use her pussy? She wanted to save it for marriage, so she took it up the ass instead?”

Her husband smacked her naked butt, and she wiggled it back at him as she went into the miniscule bathroom.

Jack’s office had begun life as a pool house, but before that it had been designed as a single unit modular ‘granny pod’, an ADU or accessory dwelling unit designed to be a guest house. The theory was that it could be parked on a slab in somebody’s backyard, share the main residence’s water and septic, and let granny live on the same property but retain her independence. The overall concept overlooked two critical items. First, almost all zoning and building codes wouldn’t allow more than one residence on the same building lot without a lot of lawyers and variances. More importantly, most of the children who thought granny pods were a great idea had never actually discussed them with granny. When they did raise the subject, the response was almost invariably, “What makes you think I want to live in your back yard? Forget it! If I decide to move, it’s going to be to Florida!” usually followed by words granny didn’t want her grandchildren hearing.

In the case of the Watsons, once Jack decided he needed a stand-alone office, he got a friend who sold modular homes to get the blueprints modified. Instead of specifying that it was a one-bedroom housing unit, they redrew it as a pool house. The bedroom was reclassified as a ‘changing room’, the bathroom only had a shower, not a bathtub, the kitchen was ordered without a stove, just a small refrigerator and a microwave, and the living room was classified as a ‘pool lounge’. The design sailed through the zoning process and was installed a month later.

Jack had Time-Warner run cable from the house to the new office and moved his office from the library in the house to the changing room in the pool house. In the pool lounge he brought in a couch, an armchair, and a large television. The kitchenette he filled with a variety of snacks and alcoholic beverages.

Jack made a pair of Seven and Sevens and carried them to the bathroom. “Coming in,” he announced and opened the door. “I made drinks.”

“Thank you. For some reason I am exhausted and dehydrated.”

“Probably from exercising in the back yard under the hot sun.”

Sophia turned off the shower and stepped out. Dripping water, she took a healthy swallow of her drink and took a towel off the rack. “Your turn,” she told him. “You smell like you’ve been fucking under the hot summer sun.”

“True, so true.” Jack hadn’t bothered dressing when they went into the office, so he simply drank some of his cocktail and stepped into the shower. It was too small to ask Sophia to join him, so he quickly cleaned up and stepped out of the shower. His wife was no longer in the bathroom, so he pulled his shorts back on and went out to the lounge room.

Sophia had pulled her bikini back on. “Do you think the kids saw us?” she asked.

Jack smiled and shrugged. “Maybe. Is that a problem?”

“Jack!”

“Wouldn’t be the first time somebody witnessed fornication al fresco in the back yard.”

“Oh?”

“I don’t think I ever mentioned this to you, but I saw my grandparents around the pool a few times.”

Sophia stopped and stared. “You saw your Grampy fucking your Grammy out at the pool?” Jack grinned and nodded. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed.

“It was sort of like today. They were outside at the pool, and I got home from school early. I went up to my room and looked out, and they were sixty-nining just like we were.”

“Get out! For real? How old were they?”

Jack shrugged. “I was about Sarah’s age, so they had to be in their sixties. Anyway, sixty-nine was the least of it. After a few minutes they rolled apart. The next thing I knew, Grammy was laying on her stomach and Grampy was kneeling behind her lubing himself up with the suntan lotion.”

“Lubing himself ... you mean...”

“As in he drove her down the Hershey Highway.”

“Oh my God!”

Jack smiled. “Oh, yeah. The window was open, too, so I heard everything. It was definitely not the first time Grammy had been down the Highway, either. She was very enthusiastic about the drive.”

Sophia laughed at that and finished tying the strings on her bikini top. “I would have never guessed. And what about you? Did you...” She made a pumping motion with her right hand. Jack simply smiled. “Men are such pigs!”

Jack just shrugged and smiled.

Dinner that night was cheeseburgers, with Jack grilling them on the patio and Sarah prepping the buns and warming up some baked beans. Johnnie had already left in his Mini Cooper on a date with his girlfriend; he would have preferred a larger car, but his father had told him that it was physically impossible for anybody to fool around in a Mini Cooper. Sophia spent an hour in the master bathroom preparing for after dinner. She came down when her husband yelled up the stairs.

“Wow! You look great!” Jack said.

Sophia smiled and said, “Thank you! You like?”

“Is that a trick question? A man might not like it?” Sophia was wearing a flirty mid-thigh-length strapless linen sundress with a tube top, along with ankle-strapped spike-heeled sandals.

“Wow, Mom! All dressed up?” commented Sarah.

“Dad and I are having a date night,” Sophia replied.

“Are you going out or something?”

Sophia smiled at her daughter. “It’s more like the or something.”

Jack coughed as he heard that, which earned him a smile from his wife. He just rolled his eyes at her.

After dinner, Sarah was assigned kitchen cleanup. Sophia and Jack, on the other hand, headed out to the pool house carrying a bottle of champagne and holding hands. Sarah hurried through loading the dishwasher and then headed up to her bedroom. She closed the door and pulled the books her brother had given her from the bottom drawer of her dresser.

She glanced at the smaller paperback. Pride and Passion looked like an average romance novel, with a studly guy wearing an open shirt wrapping his arms around a beautiful woman in a dress with a very low cut top. She wondered who Jacqui Watson was but set the book aside for later. The Joy of Sex was a larger paperback, and the cover was tame, but she had seen earlier that there were drawings of a couple having sex inside. The people looked odd, though, with older hair styles and clothing, like from an older time.

What really interested her was the third book, a large hard cover book, like something that artwork would be shown in. The Illustrated Kama Sutra had color photographs on glossy paper, lots of photographs, and they were very explicit. While the first few pictures had the couple still dressed, even though it looked like costumes from an Indian movie, in short order both people were naked. Sarah’s eyes were wide open as she stared at the woman touching herself and the man, who was returning the favor. She had seen pictures of naked people before, in porn on the Internet, but this was totally different, almost real. The couple were photographed in a bedroom setting and in a lounge; everything was covered in fancy pillows and silk, like from a movie set.

Sarah flipped from page to page, entranced by what she was seeing. The couple started out kissing each other, kissing and touching, but then began licking and kissing each other’s private parts, sometimes at the same time. Then they began having sex, and there were more positions than she had ever heard of. Finally, in the most unbelievable part of the book, the man put his cock into the woman’s ass, in several different positions, and the woman seemed to enjoy it. Sarah couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Then she started reading the text under the pictures. Unbelievable, simply unbelievable!

It was late when Sarah stopped reading. She changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed, but then picked up the book and started reading again. This time she only read with one hand. The other was under the covers and under her pajamas.

“Gotta go, Mom!” Melanie Jacobs told her mother.

“That boy should come to the door and walk you to the car,” Melanie’s mother replied.

“Mom, what century do you think this is? I called him, not the other way. Gotta go!” She was out the door before her mother could reply. She ran down the driveway and got into the car.

Johnnie Watson smiled when she climbed in, and then smiled even more when she leaned over the console to give him a quick kiss. “How was your trip?”

“Quick, go! GO!” Melanie was a beautiful brunette with blue eyes and a stunning figure that was highlighted with running shorts and a t-shirt a size too small.

Johnnie raised an eyebrow at that but put the car in gear and pulled away from the curb. “What’s up?

“Mom doesn’t think I should be calling boys and that they should come to the door to walk me to their car. It’s like she’s living in the Middle Ages or something.”

“Oh.”

“She spent half the vacation trying to tell me about how good girls behave, and I don’t measure up,” she complained.

Johnnie smiled. “Then we really don’t want her to meet me. There is no possible way she would approve of me.” Melanie looked over at him and he added, “I am just way too good looking and studly for any mother to approve of.”

Melanie started laughing at her date. “And the scary thought is you actually believe that!”

“It could be worse. I could show up at your house for a swim date wearing a Speedo. She’d probably have a total meltdown!”

Melanie laughed so hard she began coughing. “No, don’t do that! She’d put me in parochial school or something. Oh God! No!”

“So, other than learning how you are much too forward with guys, how was Texas?” The Jacobs family had spent a week with relatives in Austin and had only returned the previous day.

“Good. Austin is pretty cool. Hot as hell, but cool. My cousin was a lot of fun. I think Mom’s real problem is that Shelley managed to get knocked up, and now she thinks pregnancy is contagious.”

Johnnie glanced at her. “I sure hope that’s not a warning or something.”

Melanie rolled her eyes. “Good God, no! I get the shot and I just got a refresher before we went away. Don’t sweat it. I don’t want any babies, either. I just want to practice.” She grinned at him as she said that.

“I’ll keep that in mind for later.”

“And tonight?”

Johnnie shrugged and grinned back. “Want to grab something and see a movie? Maybe later run up to the lake?”

“Sounds good. You promise not to tempt me into doing anything un-ladylike?” Melanie laughed.

“Melanie, how could you ask me such a thing. I’m a gentleman! Don’t you know what that means?”

“No, what?”

“Going through doors or anywhere else, ladies always come first.”

Melanie gave him a curious look, until she noticed the angelic look on his face. “You are so full of shit! Just for that, you might not cum at all!”

Johnnie simply started laughing. He drove to The Streets at Southpoint, a large mall in Durham. They had dinner in the Food Court and then headed to the theaters.