Honor Thy Mother & Thy Father Ch. 27

"Are we really having Burger King Thursday night?"

"What do you think?"

"Thanks mom; I think I'd like to talk to dad, when I get home."

"You can have him after dinner, for as long as you want."

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Sandy drove home, because last time Cindy drove home, she had to talk her way out of the ticket by strategically opening two buttons of her blouse before the officer got to her window. Sandy was not taking any chances on a repeat performance this time.

Much to their surprise, Fred was in the kitchen cooking.

Sandy grabbed her heart. "Is mom dead? You pushed her down the stairs, and she broke her neck. Did you bury her in the backyard? Can I have her wedding dress; it would look beautiful on me?"

Sharon walked into the kitchen shaking her head at her daughters. "A woman can't go to the bathroom, without her children thinking she's been murdered by her fiancé. I think that's a tickling offense don't you Fred?"

"I was thinking it was a spanking offence, but tickling will certainly do. Who's first?"

The girls screamed, and split up. Cindy made a fatal mistake. She ran into the den, which had no exit except into the kitchen. She was trapped. Sandy ran into the living room, which exited into the hallway or the kitchen. She could escape into either direction depending on which way, Fred went after her.

Fred went for the sure thing. Cindy was looking at the entrance to the den and saw her dad smiling at her.

"Cindy, if I have to chase you it will be twice as bad. Come to me, and it will be over quickly."

The one thing Cindy knew about Fred was he never lied to her, or anyone in the house. She trusted him with everything she was, since the first time they met. She walked to him, without any fear, and took his hand when he reached out to take hers.

"Come with me Cindy, we are going into my office."

She walked into his office, and heard him lock the door. He kissed the back of her head, sat down on the edge of his desk. "What has been bothering you baby. What has you so tied up inside that you cursed at your mother?"

"Dad, something has come up at school that I don't know how to handle. It has me so confused, sometimes I can't think straight. I'm not having fun anymore because of it. My grades are fine, but I run out of class just to be away from it. I run back to our dorm, just to be with Sandy. I'm safe there; I'm not safe anyplace else."

Fred smiled, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her on her cheek. "My little girl has found a boy, hasn't she? What's even worse is he is interested in her. Is that what is going on?"

"Dammit dad, doesn't anything surprise or confuse you? Do you know everything about everything?"

Fred put her at arm's length and said, "YES."

Cindy screamed and tried to hit him, because she was furious that he's made everything sound so easy.

"What am I supposed to do? With everything we do in this house, how am I supposed to explain that to him?"

"It's very simple baby girl, you don't. What goes on in this house, stays in this house, forever! It stays between the sixth of us. No one else will ever know about it. As far as anyone is concerned this is a normal, loving household. Okay?"

"It certainly is a love making family!"

"So what is this young man's name?"

"Don't you laugh?"

"Oh no, is it really that bad?"

"It's not the greatest. It's not one I would pick for any of my children. His parents stuck him with it, and there's nothing he can do about it. He is in school on a scholarship, and he works so he can have a little money to buy clothes and some food. He's from West Virginia, and his father works in the coal-mines. I don't think he has two pennies to rub against each other, but Jeremiah is very smart."

"Jeremiah is not that bad a name. It's a biblical name. It's the name of a very powerful prophet who foretold the destruction of the first Temple in Jerusalem. He foretold many things that are true even today in the State of Israel."

"Dad, he's not Jewish."

"Cindy does that matter to you?"

"No it doesn't.

"When are you going to invite him over for dinner?"

"Dad, unless he traps me in a corner, I try to avoid him, because of my feelings for him."

"Cindy, I think it's time for you to trap him in a corner. Tell him that you are going to take him out for dinner. You are paying, because you know he doesn't have any money to spare. Tell him your father went through the same thing when he was in college. If he turns you down because of his pride, tell him your father works for the Attorney General of the United States, and he will find a way to have him lose his scholarship. Tell him your family is wealthy, and we would love to meet him at your home, for a barbeque lasagna dinner."

Cindy jumped up and down, happy as a lark. She kissed Fred and thanked him for helping her. She went to leave the room and found the door locked. She turned, looked at him and his eyes were gleaming.

"You didn't think you were leaving this room without being tickled did?"

"Come on dad, that's not fair. I'm trapped in here, I can't possibly get away."

Fred reached into his pants pocket, and pulled out his keys. "You're right, I couldn't possibly do that to you in here, where there's no place for you to run off. I'll unlock the door and count to three. It will give you a head start. From that point on, you're on your own. Agreed?"

"Agreed!"

Fred put the key in the lock, turned it until it clicked open. "1, 2, 3. He turned the handle, grabbed Cindy, and started tickling her. She screamed, 'DAD STOP.' She could not control her laughing. YOU CHEATED. She twisted and turned her body in an attempt to get away from his maddening fingers. I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS.

Fred continued tickling her for the maximum of two minutes, until he abruptly stopped.

Cindy was a mess. Her blouse was out of her slacks. Her makeup was all over her face, her hair was disheveled, and there were tears flowing down her face.

"Dad, you cheated, you broke your own rules."

"I did not cheat."

"What do you mean you didn't cheat?

"Do you remember what I said exactly?"

"Yes, you were going to unlock the door, count to three... Dammit Dad, you are disgusting. Even when you tell the truth, you tell half-truths."

"No, I told the truth; you only listened to part of it."

"GOD, I HATE LAWYERS!"

"That's not nice, but now I'm off to find your sister."

There was a scream from the hallway, and footsteps running up the stairs.

"Aha, I think I know who that was running away from me. Tickling is at hand. Sharon how long until dinner is ready?"

"Less than twenty minutes Fred, but more than fifteen."

"That should be more than enough time to take care of one errant teenager."

"The problem with Cindy has been solved. She is in love and did not know how to handle it."

"I wish I had a chance to experience first love. It must be wonderful. Come here Cindy and tell me all about it."

Sandy's door was locked, as he expected. She laughed from the inside. "Dad, not only is my door locked, but I pushed my dresser against it so you can't get in."

"Sandy, it also means you cannot get out. I will see you momentarily."

"I'd like to see that trick dad."

He went to the small emergency toolbox he kept in his closet for quick repairs. He took out a lever he never thought he would have to use. The woman at the Ace Hardware store told him he would be surprised how many times rolling doors got stuck, and you had to lift them on, or off the tracks to repair them. This door was not stuck, but it was coming off the track for a totally different reason.

He walked onto the balcony, put the lever into position, and stepped on it. The door rose ¾ of an inch above the track. Fred heard the locking mechanism give way. He stepped off the lever, put it into his back pocket, and knocked on the glass door. Sandy opened the drapes, and saw her father standing there. She waved thinking she was safely on the other side.

Fred waved to her as he slid the door open.

She screamed, and tried to back away from her father. She accidentally wrapped herself in the drapery, and could not move.

"Little Princess, did you try to hide from me? Did you think for one moment that you could get away from a punishment your mother decreed? Do you know what happens to little girls that do bad things in this house?"

"Yes dad, my rear end is thoroughly familiar with what happens to bad girls who break the rules in this house."

"When are those rules enforced, before or after dinner?"

"They are enforced after dinner, dad."

"So why am I here now holding you against your will?"

"Cindy and I joked that you killed mom, and she said it was a tickling offense. You are about to tickle me for two minutes."

"Two minutes, is that all?"

"Yes, according to the evil genius that runs this household, any longer than that could put a strain on the heart, and he would not want that to happen to any of us."

"He sounds like a really nice guy."

"He is so evil... DAAAAD!!!"

Sandy screamed, kicked her feet, and clawed at his sides trying to get away from him, but it was no use. His hands were everywhere and anywhere, her breasts and pussy were not immune to his touch. But most of all her feet drove her crazy. Her arches were ground zero for his tickling and he knew it. She could not be touched there without screaming and laughing away.

He sat on her butt with both captured feet pointed towards him. "One little two little three little pigies; these little pigies are going to get tickled."

Sandy cried out, "Dad, no more, I can't take any more. I'll do anything you want, but please no more tickling. I'll do anything, just stop tickling me please."

"Did I hear you say anything?"

"God Fred, I could be 20 miles away and you would have heard the word anything."

"Maybe not 20 miles away, but nineteen miles, for sure."

"What would you like me to do dad?"

Get undressed baby, and I'll take it from there."

While Sandy was undressing Fred moved her dresser back to its usual position, and unlocked the door.

Sandy sat on the edge of her bed waiting for his next direction, but it never came. He walked towards her, kissed her passionately, and pushed her back onto her bed. He took her knees into his hands, and bent her back, until her pussy was facing the ceiling. He lowered his mouth, stuck his tongue into her ass hole, and licked all the way up to her clit. He opened his mouth, sucked the little bud in, and nipped it with his teeth.

Sandy moaned, and grabbed her blanket. She was in high heat, ready to explode. She crossed her legs behind his head to keep his tongue where it was.

Fred's tongue moved to the top of her vagina and played along the lips of her vulva down to her vaginal opening and up the other side. He bit her clit again

Sandy screamed, and exploded as her body quaked under him. He continued feasting on her, until she exploded again, this time with lights flashing behind her eyelids. She was wasted.

Fred still would not let her rest. She produced so much fluid it was running everywhere. He pushed two fingers into her pussy and moved them until he found the rough spot on top of her vagina. Once he located her G spot, he became merciless. He rubbed it in circles, then laterally, and then vertically. Her hips did not know which way to follow his fingers. She was sweating profusely, when he removed them, and moaned in disappointment.

He placed two fingers at her asshole and pressed forward lightly, to let her know his intentions. Seconds later he pushed forward with more authority, and he slipped by her sphincter, deep into her bowels. She groaned at the intrusion, until his thumb reached up and mashed her clitoris down. Her hips flew up, pressing back at the thumb, and driving the fingers deeper into her ass.

Fred's mouth was worshiping at her breasts, sucking each nipple and marking each breast as his own. He knew he was running out of time so he moved back to her pussy so she would have one more orgasm before dinner. He removed his hand from inside her and moved it to her breast, and let his mouth do his talking for him. He went after her vagina with his tongue, and Sandy's hips danced for him. She was so close when they heard...

"Fred, Sandy, DINNER!"

Fred yelled, "Be quiet, I'm eating."

That was it for Sandy, she started to laugh, but Fred bit her clit and she came all over him."

Sharon opened the bedroom door, looked at them and laughed. "I thought that's what you said."

He looked at his fiancée and reminded her of the one thing he would never do. "How many times do I have to remind you, that I will never lie to you?"

"Yes you did."

"So when I told you I was eating, I really was eating. I just didn't tell you what I was eating."

Sandy looked at her mother and asked, "Mom, are you angry with me?"

"What in the world would ever give you that idea? In this household you are allowed to do whatever you wish to do with whoever lives here. Did you know your sister has a boyfriend?"

I know she's been avoiding him like the plague. She's been a bitch to live with this last month, and refused to talk to me about it. All the signs were there, but she kept saying she would handle it by herself. He is not in any of the classes we have together, so I don't know what he looks like."

Fred said, "She is going to ask him out to dinner. I don't want you to spy on them. However, if she comes back to the dorm, and is very upset, I want to know if it is because he would not go with her, because he wouldn't allow her to pay for it. If you can, I'd like his last name, and date of birth."

"Dad, if you let my legs down, I'll take care of it."

"If you two are finished, dinner is going to get cold."

"It doesn't smell like lasagna mom."

"Your olfactory senses are very astute. It is not lasagna. It is Fettuccini Alfredo."

"Oh God, dad can you get us into the gym every day this weekend. A fork full of that stuff is 600 calories. I'm going to gain 8 pounds tonight."

"If you gain them in the right places, I will not complain."

Sharon said, "Men; that is all they think about: tits, ass, and getting laid."

"I have never heard you complain my dear. Would you like to have dinner? Or would you like to go into the bedroom, where I could have dinner?"

"Do you see what I mean Sandy, all men are pigs."

Fred grabbed his fiancée, and threw her over his shoulder. He started moving towards their bedroom, when Sharon yelled, "Fred, after dinner, not now. I'm hungry, and I need food. We can have sex after dinner, I promise, and I'm not lying."

"You had better be extra special good after dinner, my love. If you are not, I will add a spanking to what I have in mind for you. You have injured my pride by calling me "A PIG!" I may even give you some piglets to remind you of this night. How long have you been off the pill now dear?"

Fred, the girls were not supposed to know that."

Sandy smiled, "You know me mom I can't keep a secret."

"I could bribe you."

"What could you give me that I don't already have?"

You could sleep with your father and I for one night, no holds barred."

"Oh mom, you're not being fair. The girls would hate me. They would know I have something on you, and they would gang up on me to get it out."

"Ladies, lest you forget, dinner is getting colder."

Both women glared at him and said, "Fuck dinner, this is important."

He smiled, with an evil gleam in his eye. "That's one misdemeanor each ladies. Would you like to go for two or three or more?"

Sharon turned red and was about to say something, when Sandy put her over her mother's mouth.

"Mom, he's baiting you. Don't give him the satisfaction of spanking you, until you cum."

"Screw you Fred, dinner's on, and yours is being served cold."

"You forget baby, the fettuccine is my recipe, and I know how to heat it up using the microwave."

"Fred, after dinner I am taking you into the bedroom and fucking you until you are ready to cum. Then I'm going to tie rope so tight around your balls that you will never be able to ejaculate again, without feeling pain. Come on Sandy, with your help, dinner will be on the table in five minutes.

Sharon turned and walked out of the room. Sandy was several feet behind her, still gloriously naked. As she passed him, she stuck her tongue out, at her father, blew a raspberry, and continued walking.

She should have run. Fred took one giant step, and slapped her on her ass. He left a hand imprint on that cheek a rookie police officer could identify as his.

She screamed in pain. "You bastard, I'll get you for that."

"That was close Sandy, but it is not a misdemeanor by a hair. You no longer have hair, where I was having my dinner."

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As they sat down Sandy said, "Dad, you gave me an idea. I'm going to find someone with sleeping pills. I will buy a few, and will put two of them into your drink at night. While you are unconscious, I am going to shave all the hair off your head. I think you will look very distinguished at your wedding BALD."

"Okay everyone, how many laws did Sandy break by doing that to me."

Cindy moaned. "Dad, you're not going to do that to us again, are you?"

"I believe I just did."

"I believe I lost my appetite. By the way; where Debbie and Danni?"

Sharon smiled, "They are out with their dates."

"WHAT! When did this happen? Why didn't anyone tell me? I have been going crazy thinking about one boy, and those two are out dating. When are they going to be home? I'm going to kill both of them for keeping this from me."

Her mother responded, "I didn't think it was any of your business what your sisters are doing, and neither did they. The two young men they are attracted to are as different as night and day."

Fuming, Cindy asked, "Who are they? What are they like?"

"Debbie's young man is a star on the swim team. He can barely keep an average that qualifies him to remain on the team, without being tutored."

"Danni's young man is a straight 'A' student, who already has scholarship offers from four top schools. He can't walk and chew gum at the same time, but he is nuts over your sister."

Sandy and Cindy looked at each other and busted out laughing.

Sandy asked, "What kind of conversation can this guy possibly have with Danni? She has trouble with five letter words, and this guy probably talks in multisyllabic sentences."

Fred smiled. "I don't think Danni's lips do a lot of talking while they are in the movies. Her lipstick is all messed up when she gets home at night."

"I'll kill her. That little witch is kissing her boyfriend, and I have been afraid to talk to a boy I am attracted to."

"Who said anything about kissing?"

"Be nice, Fred or Cindy will run up to that boy at school and fuck him on the college green."

"Can I bring my camera?"

"Fuck you dad."

"I knew that would get her. I believe that is number three sweetheart."

"Mom are you sure you love him enough to marry him. I have a spot in the backyard that would be perfect to bury him in for all eternity. I will even buy some horse manure to cover up the smell of the bullshit he puts me through."

"I'm sorry Cindy, but I love him that much, and more. He has his faults, but we can never repay him for what he did for us when we first met, and what he has done for us since then. Unfortunately, during that time, I fell deeply and madly in love with this creep, and regardless of how idiotic he is, I'm going to keep him for as long as he'll have me. When he wants to throw me away for a younger model, then you can kill him and bury him in the backyard."

Fred got up from his chair walked over to his fiancée, and got down on bended knee. "Sharon, my love, there is no one who could replace you in my life, or in my heart. I fell in love with you the first second I saw you. I never thought it would happen to me. I never thought I would be allowed to have the privilege and the honor of marrying someone like you. My commitment to this marriage is life-long. No one will come between you and I. Stay with me, and I will show you the beauty of this world. Neither you nor our children will have anything to fear from anyone, ever again. I love you. Will you marry me,Forever?