Family Fun 10 - The Beginning
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Father pats his son on the shoulder and gives him a thumbs up, before he basically tosses Charity to his son. Rob misses his chance, and Charity trips, falling onto her knees.
He lets go of Amy and scoops up his little sister, worry on his face, but Charity just flutters lusty eyes over at her Daddy and stands up with her big brother, rubbing his back and leaning her head on his shoulder.
Now with their kids heading out, Father slides into the bed, rubbing Mother’s shoulders and kissing the back of her neck, brushing her skin with his tickling mustache. She coos and tilts her head back, her body shivering in his touches. “Honey…” she breathes. “We have to get ready…”
“Why don’t we take this to the bath, then?” he asks, and moves his hands down over her arms, knocking the phone out of her hands.
Mother rolls her eyes and spins around, pinning Father down onto the bed and looking at him with a predatory gaze. “You want to wake up the demon in me, sir knight?” Hearkening back to their old days of role-playing during their bedroom time.
Amy groans and shakes her head, slipping out of her brother’s hand. “Come on. If we hurry up, we can take a shower and be done with it.” She says, grabbing Charity’s hand and walking out into the hall with her. Rob follows, but Amy closes the door in her brother’s face. He shrugs, figuring the two girls would want to have some time to themselves, and decides to go actually do some unpacking first. But the door opens up once more, and Charity’s hand grabs him by the shoulder, yanking her brother back as she teases him, saying “You aren’t getting away that easy!”
And with that, the door slams shut, and the shower starts to run, becoming the only sound in the house once again.
The family van zooms down the highway, but the children’s seats in the back are nice and empty, giving their sole passenger a chance to enjoy herself. Uncle Robert stares ahead as he looks out for the tell-tale signs that lead to his sister’s house. His nephew was just coming home today, and he knew and Dawn knew that they had to greet him. But things have changed since his sister last saw him. For one, he and his wife would never dream to go visit family without their kids. But she insisted that they stopped by her mother’s house before they made their way to see the nieces and nephew.
A lot of things about his wife—about him—have changed since that weekend they spent at her friend’s house. He glances at the rear-view mirror and gulps at what he sees. There, sitting in the back row, is his wife. She leans on her side, dressed in a nice and airy pink summer dress. She doesn’t bother with shoes, and her toes brush up and down against the sun-heated plastic on the door of the van. She lays her head against the arm-rest of the seat, biting her lip as one hand swirls around the center of her chest. Without a bra, her erect nipples most definitely rub against the fabric and her fingers. Her other hand goes further down, where her dress scrunches up, showing off bare leg, bare thigh, and her red and wanting sex. She holds a toy that her friend bought her, the slight buzzing of it ringing in Robert’s ears as he watches his wife pleasure herself. And as he gazes, she opens her eyes and coos to him.
“Robert dear,” she says. “Please do keep your eyes on the road.
It wouldn’t do if you were to kill us while I’m in the middle of this.”
He looks forward after that and she chuckles, pushing herself up to a sitting position. “That’s right, dear. I know you’re worried, but please, don’t be. I’ve always had a feeling, in the pit of my stomach…” she says, bringing her fluid-soaked fingers up, pulling the dress up to reveal her fluid-stained navel. “That she isn’t the good housewife that I’ve always assumed I was, too. No. I think she’s much more like me than you realize. I aim to find that out.”
“I… had a feeling,” he said.
“And, what about you?” She asked, crossing one leg over the other, tapping her chin with a clean finger. “Is there something about her that you’re not telling me? Maybe something about the two of you?”
He nearly misses his turn and swerves violently at that
insinuation.
Dawn bites her lip. “Oooh, well then. I think that’s all the answer I need. Now… if you excuse me, I have to prepare myself. Just thinking about your sister has me sooo ready.”