Part X - 4: Parental Secrets

Joey woke us up later, and we discovered we had slept through the entire school day. The buses were already leaving by the time we got dressed, so I checked around for somebody who could give us a lift, but didn't find anyone who didn't have a prior engagement. So I called for two limos from my mansion, one for Suzi, and one for Joey and I.

While we were waiting outside, we talked about the upcoming holiday break.

"So Suz, do you think your mom and dad will let you stay at Tim's for those five days?"

"My mom will pitch a fit about it 'cause I think she knows we have sex and stuff. But my dad will go for it, especially because of Tim's dad. What about your mom? You said she was having problems about it too."

"Yeah, well, Tim's mom talked to my mom. They do that sorta thing a lot. Anyway, it's cool 'cause Tim's mom invited them over for dinner for the first night."

"Hey Suz. Do you think it would help if my mom invited your mom and dad too?"

"I don't know... I mean, my dad would love too, but... I guess my mom is kind of tired of meeting all these rich people and having fancy dinners with them. We really aren't rich or anything. But with my dad having to always entertain people to get donations to the university, we got that big house and nice stuff so they would feel more comfortable when they came over."

"If your mom is tired of the glamour and glitz, maybe they should just come over to my house for dinner. You, me, and your brother would probably be sitting at the card table, but we could do it. Oh... I forgot the oven was broken again."

"Your dad is still out of work?" I asked without thinking. "Hey, what does your dad do anyway?"

"He's an electrical engineer. He messes around with electronics and computers and shit. He's been wanting to get a computer forever, but... "

"Joey, I know I asked you before, but what if my dad really does have a job open for an electric engineer somewhere? I mean, your dad is smart, right?"

"Electrical, not electric. And yeah he's smart. But I told you he wouldn't go for charity, and that's what it would be. I guess he's had trouble with work ever since Sis died... "

"Joey? Do you think you dad blames himself for your sister's death?" Suzi asked softly.

"I don't know. I guess. He never talks about it. None of us do. But he and mom go visit her on her birthday every year. And my dad is always bummed out about it afterwards. That's usually when something happens at his job. I heard my mom saying something about it. Something always makes him really angry at work... Look. Can we talk about something else? This is depressing me."

"Okay," Suzi said before giving him a kiss on his cheek. "Opps... looks like I'll be talking to you two later. There's the limos."

Sure enough, two long black stretch limos pulled into the school's lot. There were lots of people hanging around for their bus (some of the buses came back for a second load), so everyone started to talk and watch them pull up.

We all looked at each other, grinning, yet slightly embarrassed. The first limo stopped with the door immediately in front of us, and the second limo right behind the first.

The drivers got out, and the first driver opened the door. I recognized him as the same driver I had met that first day, and then gulped realizing who and what was inside as Suzi started climbing in.

Suzi stopped halfway, and said, "Uhm, guys? I think this one is yours. How are you Vicki? and... Carol isn't it?"

Joey and I looked at each other, but then the crowd gasped as I noticed out of the corner of my eye someone getting out of the second limo.

"Shit." I said, followed by another one from Joey when he turned around.

The twins were wearing their skin tight leather outfits. The shape of their nipples were plainly visible through the material, and if I hadn't been so sexed out, I would have sported a woody.

Suzi bumped her head on the door frame of the limo when I said "Uhm, hi Honey, Joy."

As Suzi's mouth fell open in shock, Joey and I walked up to the twins. They each gave us a kiss to our embarrassment, but then immediately let me know they were here to go with Suzi.

"Uhm, Suz? The twins want to, uhm... shop I guess. They're gonna ride with you. So I guess this one is your limo.

The crowd was getting very noisy, then John walked up and said, "What's going on? Who are these... babes?"

The twins gave John a smile while Joey said to me, "Uhm, do you think we should blanket the crowd?"

People were starting to follow John's example, so I said, "Na, let them wonder. Let's just get out of here before we get mobbed.

"Suz, get in with the twins. Come on, John. We'll drop you off," I said grabbing John's arm and pulled him towards the first limo.

We shut our own door since I had sent the drivers to start the engines and get us out of here. As I turned away from watching the crowd fall behind us, I found John was still staring at Vicki and Carol.

"John, this is Vicki, and that's Carol. Girls, this is John."

"Hello," the two nude women said from the bed.

"Uhm, Hh hh hi," John stuttered out.

"Vicki, does the other limo have a phone?" I said, climbing on the bed towards the phone.

"Oh, yes young master. Would you like me to dial it for you?"

"Yes please."

"Carol, is there any Life essence in the fridge?" Joey asked, climbing on the bed after me.

"Uhm... Huh?" John said, not know what else to say.

As Vicki handed me the phone, Joey and I looked at each other, then back at John. Before I could say anything, I heard Suzi's shaky hello.

"Hang on, Suz. John's having some culture shock."

"She called you master. Is she... they... Whoa. I didn't really believe... Whoa."

I started speaking to Suzi while Joey handed a glass to John. Joey said, "Here, drink that. Tim? You want some?"

I shook my head no, said bye to Suz, and hung up the phone.

"That was fast. I take it you didn't have to act as translator?" Joey said.

"Nope. You know women. When it comes to shopping, they all speak the same language. Well, actually, they were, uhm speaking a different one a minute ago, if you know what I mean."

"You mean... "

"Yep. Suz had her clothes on... what, a whole forty minutes?"

"Shit! You mean Suzi and those two babes are... Lesbians?" John exclaimed.

"Hey, don't say it like that," Joey said crossly. "They're just... friendly. And horny."

"Looks like they're not the only ones," I said noticing the hungry look in John's eyes.

"Mmm, yeah," Joey said as Carol took his empty glass. "Hey Tim, do you mind if we, uhm, you know."

"John, you and me switch places and let Vicki show you what a real blow job is like. I'm gonna sit this one out."

"You sure Tim?" Joey said as John scrambled over Vicki. "I'm sure Carol won't mind if we shared her... " he said smiling lovingly into Carol's warm face.

"I'm sure. I'll just watch. Er, hey John. You can suck her tits instead of just looking at them. But we'll be at your house in... ten minutes, so don't take too long if you want her to blow ya. Hey Carol. Before you get too busy with Joey's dick, could you pass me a Pepsi?"

Carol got the soda out of the fridge, but Joey grabbed it from her and tossed it. The drink had done it's stuff, and Joey's dick was standing straight out of his unzipped jeans.

I watched as Carol tenderly teased his head with her tongue. Joey and I both gasped when she wrapped her tongue around his dick below the crown, an incredible tongue maneuver.

John was busy sucking on Vicki's tits, while his hand had just slipped between her legs. Vicki was faking the pleasure she was displaying, and I thought that was a shame. I checked, finding she was a suck and fuck toy. Nothing else gave her the sexual heat she craved.

Figuring neither she nor my father would mind, I altered her to find John the most desirable person on earth, with every touch and caress making her hotter. Soon, Vicki's moans were becoming desperate, for I had left the blocks in preventing her from cumming unless her user came.

John was still fully clothed, and I figured what the hell. I had the driver take a much longer route, then said, "John, you might as well strip and fuck her. You can take all the time you want."

I had to repeat it twice for him to hear over Vicki's moans. But then he was pulling clothes off as fast as he could. I was getting a hard on from all this, so I took it out to wank a little. Once John was nude, he stop a moment and asked me, "Uhm, Tim? Can I kiss her while I fuck?"

"Sure? Why couldn't you?"

"Uhm, I don't know... I just seemed... never mind."

John got on top of the full grown woman, and began entering her. "Shit, she is loose... HOLY SHIT! She isn't anymore!" and began humping her madly. But he never did kiss her.

Carol crawled over to me and said, "young master, please let me suck you?"

"Yeah, Tim," Joey said. "I want to try her front door, so she can suck you off while I'm doing that."

As Carol started the same tongue work she had done on Joey, I said, "Carol, do you remember your life before you, er, became my father's servant?"

"No my... young... master... I had... no life... before... my master... "

"That sucks. That means everything you were... Carol, stop. I'm not horny anymore."

With great reluctance, she complied with my request. But as Joey started to pound into her doggy style, she forgot about her disappointment.

I scanned her mind, finding her memories did indeed seem to start with my father fucking her the first time when she was a late teen. He seemed younger than I had ever seen him in my mother's mind, and I found that she had been with my father since his late teens. I even found a few memories of my mother as a slave. She was probably about my mothers age.

Vicki was different however. She had all of her memories, and they didn't seem to have been altered. Three years ago my father picked her up at a shopping mall, and she has been one of my father's favorite car girls ever since. She was twenty now, making her seventeen when my father met her. I found Vicki had quit school before my father had found her, and my father made her finish her education, and was even considering making her go to college.

The differences between the two women held my attention for the entire journey. I even missed Joey's orgasm, but couldn't miss John's with Vicki screaming her head off.

John had barely gotten his pants on when we pulled in front of his parents' two story home. After saying his thanks and making it almost to the house, he had to come back to the limo to grab his books. He was probably in a daze the rest of the day.

I told Joey of my findings, and his first reply was, "Wow. Just goes to show you how good Samantha is."

"When did you start calling her Samantha? I mean, I don't mind, but... "

"Well, after she gave me that blow job, I guess I stop seeing her less as your mom and more as a real live woman. You know?"

"Yeah, I guess. But if you start calling my dad Charles, you're in trouble," I said pushing him on his back.

"Hey, can I ask you a personal question?" Joey asked a few minutes later.

"Depends on if I can ask you one afterwards."

"Okay, that's fair enough. Have you and Samantha ever... you know... Done anything?"

"Huh? No, of course not... "

"Oh."

"You sound like you're disappointed. Why would you care?"

"Well, uhm, I guess I just... Well, you're just missing out on some good head, that's all. I guess I just wanted to talk about how good she is. I mean, even with Suzi and the twins and all, I still... You know... Enjoy hers."

"Damn. Okay, here's my personal question for you. How many times have you and mom messed around like that?"

"Shit, Tim. You sure you really want to know? I mean, I know you're okay about it, but... "

"I'm sure. Now spill it."

"Okay... The last one was a number nineteen, so I guess that makes it twenty blow jobs."

"And?"

"And what?"

"Come on Joey. I know you. Even without using my empathic ability, I can tell you're holding back."

Joey sighed, then looked at me and said, "You won't get upset?"

"Why would I? All right. I'll stop making you squirm. I know you two fucked. I knew it the day you did it. You two kept looking at each other. Hell, my dad and I even made a bet at how many times you two would do it that day."

"Fuck! You know how much trouble Sam and I went through just to try and keep you from finding out? We didn't want you to feel left out."

"Heh. You should have learned by now that no one has sex in my house without me knowing it. I even have that time in the kitchen on tape."