Honor Thy Mother & Thy Father Ch. 20

"Mom, are you going with dad, or are you staying in New York?"

"I'm going to stay in New York, for a month, and see your aunts and uncles. Then I will go down and stay with your father throughout the winter. It's better than being in the cold and snow."

"A southern vacation paid by the government."

"The accommodations are not the best, but I get to cook. You would be surprised how many mouths I get feed."

"No, mom, I wouldn't. I remember the smells from your kitchen. I would crawl over glass to get there, and eat your food. Patricia and I will be in touch."

"A grandchild before I die would be wonderful, my son."

"When I find my bride, Dad, and I spank her for doing that to me, I will work on your grandchild."

"Work on my grandchild first, if you have any strength left, you can spank your wife."

"I'll think about it."

He left his parents, and went to say goodbye to William and Jemma. Jemma attempted to get some of the dried cake off his face. William told him a golf cart was waiting to take him to his bride. Stephano thanked him and said they would see him, when they returned from their honeymoon.

He walked out of the tent, found the waiting golf cart, and climbed in. Instead of going to the home on the northern edge of the property, where they had spent the night before, they headed to the house on the southern edge of the property. Stephano asked the driver if he was sure he was going the right way.

He responded, "This is where I took your misses."

Stephano opened the front door, saw their luggage lined up there, closed the door behind him, and locked it. Her wedding dress was on the couch, and there was a note on the dining room table. "Dear Husband, I was a naughty wife today. I embarrassed my husband in front of nearly 800 people. You may find something on the kitchen counter, useful in attempting to tame her. Patricia."

What is she up to now? She wants me to go into the kitchen, so I better watch out for tripwires, or buckets of ice water to fall on my head. She is trying to set me up.

Using extreme care, he moved to the kitchen entrance. He got on his knees looking for any wires, because his wife was devious. She was the devil reincarnate, when she wanted to be. He looked up and saw no water bucket. He was perplexed, but he still did not trust her. This was too easy. After five minutes of searching high and low, he said, "Fuck it," if she is going to get me, I might as well get it over with.

He cringed as he walked into the kitchen, but nothing happened; nothing except he saw a variety of paddles on the counter to his right. From a Ping-Pong paddle to a Cricket bat, she had every type of paddle imaginable laid out before him. He decided on a short handled racquetball paddle. He felt its weight and its balance in his hands. He put the wrist strap on, and decided he liked it. He twirled it a few times and began walking towards the bedroom. She was going to feel its' sting, because she deserved it. He walked into the room, closed the door, and froze in his steps.

There she was, lying on their bed, waiting for him. He had seen her naked hundreds of times recently, and she always took his breath away. Today, her alabaster body lay atop black silk sheets, and she had a look in her eyes he had never seen before. A great weight has been lifted from her being. The word can't was no longer in her vocabulary. She was married, and with her husband, she could do whatever she wanted with her body. The promise she made her mother, and herself had been fulfilled.

He no longer cared about the paddle. He only cared about the woman lying in front of him. It was going to take him a long time to teach her everything he knew about the wonders of the female body. He wanted to begin teaching her soon. No, he wanted to begin teaching her NOW!

The End

Chapter 20

Honor Thy Mother & Thy Father.