Chapter 64: Right as Rain

EEEEEEeeeeeee! Kathy bolted upright in bed then sighed with relief. It was only Christi squeaking as Billy gave her a very energetic wake up call. She'd just had a bad dream!

"Good morn-ning, sweeeet-heart," Christi chugged as the newly freed boy pumped his highly deprived cock into her slippery backside.

Kathy gave her a heavenly kiss, then hopped out of bed and scooted to the bathroom. In the hallway she could hear the reassuring "thump, thump, thump" of her parents' bed and -- something new -- giggles from Becky's bedroom.

She turned the knob and peaked in on her little sister and her new slave. From their movements, it was obvious that Becky and Kim were exploring each other beneath the sheets. Kathy smiled as Kim shyly kissed her little mistress's freckled face.

Kathy scooted into the bathroom and checked to make sure she wasn't wearing panties before she sat down on the toilet seat. The dream seemed so real and so, well, weird. Where in the world had that come from, she wondered as she brushed her teeth.

As she was getting out of the shower and drying her hair, it struck her that, in spite of the apocalyptic orgasm her beloved had given her at bedtime, she was extremely horny. What to do?

Join Billy and Christi? No. That would mean taking "dear" brother up the back and that wouldn't be any fun.

Hop in bed with Mommy and Daddy? No. Mornings were their special time together so that wouldn't be right.

Becky and Kim? No. That might be more than Kim could handle and, anyway, they'd looked so sweet together she didn't want to interrupt their play.

Mutzi? No. She didn't want to go to school smelling like dog.

Her hairbrush? Well, only as a last resort.

Kathy slipped back into her bedroom. Billy had already given Christi's face a good frosting and was helping himself to seconds. They didn't even notice her when she opened her sock drawer and selected a pair of black thigh highs. Kathy had a good view of Billy's backside as she sat in a chair and pulled the shiny nylons over her lanky legs. She straightened the tops, then quietly picked up her favourite black heels and tiptoed out of the room.

Kathy stepped out the front door and looked around the neighbourhood. Three doors down, Mister Novak was retrieving his morning paper. He looked surprise and waved pleasantly as she put on her heels and began running toward him.

"Hi, Mister Novak," Kathy panted as she clicked down the sidewalk, "are you in a hurry?"

"Why, no, Kathy." The dignified-looking retiree chuckled as he drank in the budding blonde beauty who was demanding his attention. "What can I do for you, young lady?"

"Well," Kathy blushed slightly, "everyone at my house is busy," she fluttered her eyelashes, "and, I'm really, uh, horny. Would you, like, mind?"

Mister Novak's cock shot to attention and emerged proudly from the folds of his bathrobe. "I'd be delighted. Come in and we'll get you feeling right as rain."

"Cool!" Kathy trilled. It was nice to have everything back to normal.