Starting from Scratch Ep. 006: STEAKOUT

"He's happily married, I wouldn't push that. Although, I did just show him my panties earlier. I'm such a tease. He took that very well. LOL!"

"Well, now!" Piper puckered, lifting her brows with interest then texted back, "If he can deal with seeing you in undies at work, he can't be that tough. Drill Sargent or not. I ran into his son Jesse again at Piggly Wiggly. Oh, I showed Jesse my tits so I'm one up on you Panty Ho! Two up he took a nude pic of me." She didn't let on that his hands were all over them, when she lifted her tank top.

"That's it? He saw those the day he delivered coffee."

"How often has Carl seen... you?"

"Never naked. Although the school does have a very good surveillance system in 80% of the school." Josie continued, "Panties twice ever. He knows I'm fucking Roman; he's staying out of our fling."

"Wait until Carl gets a load of me, or is that me getting a load from Carl? LOL!" Piper was giggling, flopping back into her couch feet up on her coffee table. While awaiting another text she looked out her back window and up at Travis, his telescope now trained on Piper again, "About time Snoopy."

She actually liked being his fetish, it was only eyes anyway. She knew his age prevented anything more. Not that he had much longer to wait for adulthood. Like the McKellen twins his birthday was mere weeks away. Pondering the whole birthday thing she smiled, "Party planner Piper."

It was something worth discussing with her new friends to make a good impression on the girls, Travis easily invited. Loyalty meant everything to Piper, unless it involved men. Men were definitely her weakness, that and having her toes sucked on, that was her kryptonite. Complete and total paralysis when she was treated to that.

"Dream on Bestie. Am I really your new Bestie? I like the sound of that, I've never been anyone's Bestie before that I'm aware of." Josie on her end was feeling an intense closeness to Piper, this next reply would crush or confirm her devotion.

"That's an awful lot of Bestie's in one text. LOL! Hell yes, I'm proud to be your new Bestie." Piper made Josie's day.

"YESSSSSSSSSS!" Josie danced in step, students coming into her classroom amused by her unusual display, being boys Josie took her dance moves in another direction and threw her hands over her head to seductively pivot her hips like a stripper. Her performance ending with a round of shared laughs she lowered her hand to finish her conversation before the bell. "I'm glad you feel that way. My heart is racing now. Thank you, Piper."

"See you in a couple hours. Oh, and dress for swimming."

"I'll have to wear something less revealing because of my girls."

"Why? Two weeks if I recall they're 18. That's close enough to be your real self, Lover."

"I don't know. I... hold on I just got a text from Henry." Sending it she switches over to look at Henry's text finding a photograph of her leopard print bikini hanging in her closet, his text reading, "Purrrfect?" Grinning she text back, "Someone wants some pussy tonight." following that with her return to text Piper, "Henry wants me to wear my leopard pattern bikini, that's revealing enough for tonight. My class is filling up I'll see you soon. MWAH!"

"LICKS!!" Was Piper's reply, Josie was getting way too wet to reply further. She wanted to touch herself as it was. Being her last class of the day, she just might do that, from behind her desk. Guaranteed!

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After sending his text to his wife Josie, Henry got dressed while awaiting her response. Once he got the "Someone wants pussy tonight." He finished their brief connection with, "MeeeYOU!", his version of meow. Of course, his earlier phone sex with Tessa Harper had gotten his juices flowing, going over to Piper's he knew very well that the stimulation was going to continue. What worried him was how Josie was going to react to his inviting Tessa, she too wearing leopard print. He hoped the claws would not come out the wrong way, knowing his wife well enough to understand she wouldn't fight merely growl. He probably should have warned Josie that he invited Tessa. Yet, in his mind he knew his wife had nothing to say considering they discussed an open marriage going forward. It was going to be interesting. Time to get dressed.

"There's that camo tank." He plucks it from its hanger strategically place for him to find. Checking himself out in a mirror, he lifts his arm to look beneath his pit to his exposed rib cage. "Much cooler. Yep! Let's go with this." Trunks on he was ready.

Getting his wallet and keys he prepared to head over to Piper's but wanted to let his girls know he was leaving; they could come over when ready. Noting Dakota's door slightly ajar he starts to knock then pauses to peek inside at an angle. Using her own dresser mirror like she had the other day he notes her drying her hair with a towel, the rest of her body uncovered and, "Why am I staring at my daughter?" He pondered then closed his eyes, cheeks puffing at his stupidity, "That's twice now, I've checked Kota out. I know it's just a guy's instinct to look but..." He pinches the bridge of his nose, "The girls look way too much like Josie, just shorter, more petite. Then again, they are the splitting image of Josie at their age. It's no wonder I get thoughts on them occasionally. It's like reliving the best years of my sex life. Josie was so on fire back then, even after the girls were born. If she hadn't gotten fixed, we'd probably have ten kids by now. Smartest thing we ever did."

"What are you doing Daddy?" Came a voice behind him.

"Sable? Oh, hey! I was just ready to knock and tell you two I'm going on over to Piper's to get the grill started. You look nice." She was wearing her yellow and black bikini which hid the important parts but certainly shared in the mileage across the remainder of her open terrain. She had white shorts in her hand to put on later.

"I love this bikini. I hope Tr... likes it."

"Who?"

"Travis." She finishes her sentence while gnashing her teeth together, her braces awkwardly a sight but he could never put her down.

"Backyard Travis?" He winced, taken back by this revelation, "You like him?"

"I... maybe. Is that alright with you daddy?"

"Sure. My daughter likes the neighborhood pervert. Why not?"

"He's not that bad once you see... know him." Her nipples were getting hard envisioning Travis at the pool earlier. Yes, he was definitely a pervert, but he did defend she and Dakota when things could have gone bad with Knox and Dip. That was brownie points in her eyes.

"Why don't you go invite Travis to the cookout." He shocked her.

Cringing she admitted, "I already did."

"Gotcha!" He tilts his gaze toward Dakota's door, but a sly glance found her M.I.A. in front of that mirror. Prepared to knock the door swung open and Dakota stood there with only one hand holding her towel over her body, her sides were wide open to inspection.

"Hey, Daddy!" She trembled peering up at him with frustrated eyes. "I heard you two talking. We'll be over in thirty minutes. Gotta finish drying my hair and putting on makeup."

"Why? Your skin is flawless." He swallows then leers over his shoulder at Sable, "Both of you have good complexions. I really don't see any need for makeup when you're going swimming again most likely."

"It's a girl thing daddy. We have to."

"You have to." Sable razzes her sister, "When you wear braces nothing helps."

"That reminds me, those braces come off Friday. Best present ever, right?" Henry grinned.

"I can't wait."

"Only one problem with that." He scowled.

"What's that daddy?"

"I won't be able to tell you two apart anymore."

Dakota found his revelation funny but kept her laughter contained, evil thoughts on she and Sable switching places sounded appealing. She would corner her sister and plan it for after their birthday. Possibly before.

"Are you throwing us a party?" Sable beamed, "Are we getting cars?"

"Not even at graduation. We just bought you guys' class rings."

"Come on daddy?" Hearing her sister Dakota used her hand to point at her face, Sable nearly busted up. She meant cum on daddy. "We have a driver's license but no car to drive." Sable leaped toward him to hug his arm to accompany her plea. Jumping up and down in step made him collide with Dakota's door nudging it open. Dakota slyly made it appear as if she lost her balance and toppled back on the floor. Her towel covering her in a thinner drape over her front, pussy concealed but only barely. She held the towel to her chest with one hand, her other propping her up on the carpet. Hearing her squeal Henry and Sable paused in her appeal.

"Look what you made me do." Henry frowned at Sable, while looking down at Dakota in her dilemma. Sable knew her sister did that on purpose but apologized anyway. "Need a hand up?" Henry volunteered leaning over to offer a hand. A mere mind read glimmer from Dakota's eyes told Sable to be evil. While her father was off balance Sable jumped on his back, "I WANT A CAR!!"

Laughing at her Henry lost his own balance and fell directly over Dakota. It was going to get ugly. In the crash landing his hands went to both sides of Dakota's shoulders, her face in his chest. At first his body smothered her until he could lift up over her. One of Kota's hands slid through his tank to palm his hairy chest, the other remaining on her towel. Sable on his back was trying to tickle Henry under his loose tank top, her own hands tangled in his chest hair. Being a tad ticklish his body reacted. Unknown to him Dakota's free hand tugged her towel higher until her lower body was skin on trunks, he hadn't even noticed.

"HELP ME!!" Sable laughed at her sister's predicament. Dakota in return lifted her legs as if encircling her father's waist drawing his weight into her thighs ever so slightly. Henry in wrestling Sable reached a single arm around behind his back and actually gripped Sable's butt. "DAAAAAAADDDDDYYYY!" As she yelped, he immediately released her cheek and blushed. In the whole process his crotch had been agitating Dakota's clitoris in its unplanned thrusting about. Dakota was wet as hell. His apology was to both girls but mostly Sable in the moment having grabbed her ass.

"Sorry."

"He can't touch us." Sable rallied giggling, "Tickle him!"

Between both girls Henry was losing, sure he could have tossed them around and escaped easily being a good 160 pounds heavier than they were at 100 plus each. It had been a while since he and the kids had any real quality time, and he did always enjoy the tickling. Usually it was at his abuse, not theirs. As awkward as it was, he didn't let it faze him. With Dakota tickling him now he was all in.

Rearing up his waist lowered again until Dakota felt his crotch right over her. Henry hadn't even realized his contact due to Sable tormenting him from above. Eyes flaring Dakota felt a delightful massaging over her inner thigh and gasped. Recalling how he used to plant his mouth over the girl's tummy's growing up and razz them with a deafening exhale, raspberry as it was called, he chose to do so over Dakota's shoulder. She let out a wailing scream even as Sable offers her father one on his neck just to get even. The fact he had to lay more over Dakota only added to the drama. What he was doing was going in blind, not even considering the fact Dakota's towel was only covering one breast. A second razz taunting Dakota's neck she panicked.

"DAAAAAAAAADDDDYYYYYYY!" She squealed and clawed playfully at his chest hair. The agitation over her clit was going to make her cum and she didn't want the persistent rubbing to cease. This was probably the closest she would ever have to engaging in sex with him. His erection still evident made her crazy in the head, clinging on to him as if he were truly fucking her. With Sable's continual tickle torture Henry was simply lost in the memories of their childhood.

Freezing on his back Sable realized her sister's towel was bunched up only over a single tit. Jaw dropping Sable threw her hands around her father's face to cover his eyes. The sudden blindness felt playful but once it dawned on him that Dakota was only in a towel he relaxed with a hiss. "Dammit! Let me up. I can close my own eyes."

"NOOOOOOOOOO! TICKLE HIM MORE!" Dakota begged. "DON'T LET DADDY UP." So close to an orgasm without actual sex, she gave up her towel entirely to hold him over her with both hands. Henry busted up laughing at their determination. Memories of these overpowering wrestling matches were flowing back. He was blinded by their childhood antics. Without even being aware of it Dakota's wetness stained his tanned cargo shorts in the crotch. Discovering her moaning and clingy he froze.

"Oh fuck! Sable stop. Get off!" Dakota beat her to that. OH! Off off! Crawling off of him Sable removed her hands then stood up behind Henry. He couldn't keep his word to himself in closing his eyes as Dakota trembled. Rolling over her was when he noticed Dakota's legs were hugging his hips at the knee, trying to still keep him on top of her. Turning away from her in order to stand up slowly there was a dead silence in the room. Hiding his massive boner was impossible. Wet material only made it more obvious.

Sable witnessing that her sister had removed her towel completely and lay there naked, legs wide made her uneasy. A wet spot on her carpet even more so. With violently trembling limbs Dakota pouted at her loss. Eyes locking on one another Dakota stuck her tongue out at her sister and remained unclothed until Henry stood tall with his back to them.

"I'll be next door." He kept his composure until he pulled her door closed. Once outside he closed his eyes and palmed his face with a sigh. "Unbelievable!" He had to leave, he really hoped they hadn't noticed his wet erection. Too late Daddy. While he headed downstairs to cool off and lose his tent, the girls sat on the floor giggling.

"Are you insane?" Sable stared at Dakota in awe.

"Oh my gosh! That was hilarious." Dakota couldn't stop grinning. "Daddy had me missionary."

"Hilarious? Daddy was... laying on you like... he was having sex with you. Oh, wait! You're right, that is missionary, isn't it?"

"He wasn't though. I just wanted to feel what it would be like having a man over me like that. When you jumped daddy, I fell on purpose. Toppling him forward was perfect timing."

"Daddy grabbed my butt."

"On purpose?"

"No. He was wrestling like he used to do with us. We were always dressed back then though." Sable folded her arms over her chest to mask her nipple hard on. Dakota on the other hand just let it all hang out. "I don't think he did it on purpose." Suddenly, she just wasn't sure. Shrugging she left it as maybe. It was innocent enough for her at least. Henry had definitely not done it in any sexually driven response. If there were dark thoughts, it was solely on Dakota. The conversation between sisters ended there, both were really confused. Beet red Sable even put her shorts on earlier than planned and headed downstairs. Travis would just have to wait to see her in only the bikini.

Dakota had to clean up her messy twat. Her hormones were off the charts. Now more than ever her fantasy of fucking her father was destiny. She had to make it happen. Somehow!

"I wonder if daddy came in his shorts?"

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"What was I thinking?" Henry walked over to Piper's house via the sidewalk, he wasn't a ruin the grass type of neighbor. Hands in his pockets he took a stroll around the block once just to make sure his head was clear before facing Piper Cherry. He knew that was going to be a whole other hard on. At least he was going in knowing that it was a good hard on, not an awkward one. Walking past Travis Herbert's house, he noticed a big Dodge Ram parked in front. He didn't think much of it really, it had been a good year since seeing Trav's mom Kelly. "Maybe she has a new boyfriend. Good for her. She seemed really lonely last time we chatted." Enough on that he continued past the Hardecker home and saw no activity for once. No music, no cigarette fest on the balcony. Good!

Returning from his round trip he sighed and headed up the sidewalk to Piper's front door. Deciding to ring the doorbell instead of barging in made him at least feel honorable. It took her time reaching the door she had been out back by the pool re-arranging patio furniture into a closer-knit seating arrangement. Opening it she frowned at him, "You could have just walked right in, we're beyond the whole doorbell thing Henry." He at least opened the screen door to enter as she stepped aside.

"I'll get there. I'm just not used to barging right in unannounced."

"I like it when a man drops in unannounced." She beguiles him with pearly whites and fluttering lashes.

"What if I walked in on you with another man?"

"Then, you can decide whether to watch or join in."

"I don't know about the joining in, especially if I don't know the guy, you're with. Anyway. let's fire up that grill before it gets any later."

"Lead the way Chef Youareyummy." She pats him on the ass in passing.

"Fuck it!" He turns in a surprising move and throws his weight into her and pins her against the wall next to her doorway. Kissing her hard she melted into him, her hands all over his opened tank top. His hands went directly up the front of her own cut off tank and palmed a breast. For two long minutes he made out with her in nothing too sexual, but more in a romantic embrace. Once their lips parted, he pressed his forehead against hers, "Pent up frustration." She need not know that frustration was brought on by the thoughts of laying over his naked daughter earlier.

"Get frustrated more often." She panted and caressed his cheek.

"I'm sure I will. After the other night with Josie, this open marriage thing is pretty inspiring."

"Do tell."

"Naaa! You get the idea. I'll fire up the Coleman, you get the meat ready."

"Right, you fire up my holes and give me the meat." She had to shake off her need for sex with petty jokes. He winked and patted her ass this time on his way out the French doors. "I really hope their open marriage stays open. God, I want both of them." She fanned her face and went back into the kitchen to open up the steaks and separate them, telling herself she should have marinated them beforehand. She wasn't the best cook in the world, so she only had the tricks Davon had taught her over the years. The marinating was an error on her behalf. Too late now.

Plating the steaks, she brought them out covered in plastic wrap until ready to go on the grill. Being a gas grill the time it took in getting hot enough was to her advantage. "I bought a variety of steaks so everyone can pick and choose what type of cut they want."

"That works. Before I forget, I invited my new co-worker over I hope that's alright. Plenty of meat even if I have to go get some from our freezer. Considering I know my ladies none of them eat much so there shouldn't be a lack thereof."

"New co-worker? I thought you worked from home."

"I do. She does too."

"She? Where did this come from?"

"My boss Amanda assigned Tessa, her name is Tessa by the way, to help me update my series. She seems to think my series needs to bring in younger viewers."

"I guess I can't see what your boss sees considering you haven't shared your work with me."

"Just go online and google Frisque under adult games."

"Josie told to me to do that too. I will once I get internet installed. So it's a video game?" Merely conversation now, she knew very well what it was.

"Yeah, it's got selection modes you can choose various scenarios leading out of a situation the characters get in. Do I need your permission to alter my lead character Emma to look like you?" He already had but she wasn't privy until now.