Starting from Scratch Ep. 010: SLUT PUPPY

"Almost done setting up the rear door entry camera and motion detectors."

"Now is my alarm going to go off every time my dog jumps on the glass to look out?"

"As long as he can't open the doors on his own I'd say no."

Piper leers back at Mace catching him looking at her butt. Grimacing she smacks her ass just to let him know she had seen him. Mace quickly lifted his gaze and smirked. "You teach Rotten how to open doors?"

"Not yet! I can though."

"Let's hold off on any Houdini tricks for awhile. I don't wanna chase him all over Hooters Crossing." She motions him to her side then leans in to whisper, "Teach yourself not to stare at my ass. Wipe your chin you're as bad as Rotten."

"What? I wasn't..." He caved almost immediately, "Wear some clothing more often and I might."

"Oooo! The kid's gotten some balls since I last saw him. Don't make me knee you and bruise your ego." He shies off slightly letting her turn away before he checks her out again. Anthony was too. They both knew the other was mentally growling. Piper Cherry was porn quality in every way, even in tight white shorts that exposed just enough cheek to get a guy dreaming while awake. "HEY! Does Rotten have my robe?"

"Shoot! I forgot. I was afraid to try and take it from him, he gets grumpy if you try and take his food away from him so I figured he might if I..." Mace watched her whip open the French door and march outside.

"GET OVER HERE!" Rotten immediately jumped up from rolling on the concrete in the sun, robe tossed about and soggy with saliva. Running to Piper he listened as she pointed at her feet and sat down properly almost as if sulking. "DROP IT!" The thin robe slipped from his mouth and fell to her toes. As she bent over to pick it up he toppled her over backwards and began licking her as he had done on her bed earlier. Nothing graphic just playing around. She fell for his act and laughed. "Still evil I swear."

Mace laughed as he heard giggling join him in the background. Looking about he found Sable and Dakota McKellen watching from Sable's secondary window facing the pool. Both girls were fully dressed and looking beautiful this time. Fluttering fingers at him he nodded and without Piper noticing blew them a kiss. The twins ate it up. At least he thought his Aunt was too busy to catch on.

"Hey! Shit eating grinner, do your duty and bag up Rotten's pile."

"Really? Make me look bad in front of the hot girls?" He grumbled.

"Seventeen." She hissed battling Rotten by gripping his ears and trying hard to keep him from toppling her further back into a very bad position. "Don't you have enough girlfriends in Atlanta?"

"None in Nashville though." He chuckled still standing firm. Finally, Piper forced her way to her feet and slapped her robe into Mace's belly, "Cover your hard on, and don't let Rotten get the robe again." She then took the baggie from him and went to pick up her dogs crap from her concrete. Her facial expression was priceless, the odor of the shit atrocious. "Can you at least hook up the water hose and spray down the spot?"

"I can do that." He notes a curled up hose attached to the pump house. In passing her to get it he hands the robe back to her. "Here! Can you please hide your nipple hard on?" She winced at him for his mocking her earlier observation. He was right they were poking out like bullets.

"If I didn't love you Nephew, I'd throw you into the pool."

"I'd take you in with me." He laughed then unrolled the hose, turning on the faucet to strengthen his weapon. Marching closer as if nothing was going on he shot water first at the soiled spot on the concrete then turned rapidly to spray Piper full in the chest. "Wet T-shirt contest." He laughed as she dropped her jaw defensively covering her face.

"Oh it's on like Konky Dong." Giving chase he kept firing, she kept resisting the force of the water as cold as it was, her white shorts were quickly becoming transparent. Inside her home Anthony the security installer took to his cell recording her from the safety of the shadows.

"GET HER!" Dakota yelled from Sable's window. In response Mace trained his hose toward their house and let the water bead up on the screen, they felt minimal wetness but squealed laughing nonetheless. Wetness on the outside that is. Both girls were in hormone city.

The second Mace chose to attack the twins Piper stormed her nephew and fought to regain the hose from him, erratic shots of the trigger nozzle nailed Mace in the face, then his polo shirt and jeans. He was drenched as much as Piper was. All the while Rotten ran in circles deciding what to do and whom to rescue. Finding her robe on the ground he snatched it and took off running into the house right past Anthony in the opened French door. No way was Anthony going to attempt to stop that runaway train. "That pups one huge Motherfucker." Into her bedroom the dog went and right up on to the queen size mattress to chew on the robe.

Outside, Piper and Mace laughed as even her thin lavender shirt was becoming invisible over her nipples and half of her mounds. While not nude, she might as well have been. Overpowering Mace she assumed control over the hose and chased him about. In a fit of insanity he whipped his polo shirt off and tossed it aside. The twins dropped their jaws at his chiseled upper body, his boxers visible under soggy jeans bogging down around his waist.

"OH MY GOD!" Dakota and Sable spoke as one. Behind them their Mother stepping from her shower in her wrapped towel heard the girls and stepped into Sable's room to see their zestful attitudes.

"What are you two doing?"

"Mom come look." Sable pointed at the window. Enticed to their side Josie bent down and spotted the neighbors water sports. Grinning at Piper being chased by Mace she flares her eyes at him.

"That's Mace."

"WE KNOW! Isn't he dreamy?" Dakota hugged her Mom shoulder to shoulder, Sable concurring as they hog the window.

"Better view from my balcony." Josie giggled and took off running. The girls shrieked and gave chase through the short section of hallway and into their parents bedroom. Stepping out on to the balcony for a much more panoramic view they cheered. Josie getting into it with, "DROWN THAT BITCH."

Mace looking up discovered the new positioning and waved at Josie rather than the girls. Of course it could have easily been toward all three. While distracted Piper tossed the hose aside and tackled Mace toppling them both into the deep end of the swimming pool. Taking turns holding one another under the water they finally came up for air laughing their asses off. Hugging one another on the surface Piper took to the sky with a fuck you finger toward Josie. Mace found himself unable to let go of her, her naked body clinging to his, he could feel her nipples stabbing against his bare chest. Aunt of not, he knew she was the hottest girl he had ever been this close to. Girlfriends in Atlanta yes, but none this sexy hot. Sensing his attentiveness Piper grit her teeth, his hands were on her ass now.

"Hands up Hombre! We're not that close."

"I know! I just couldn't help myself. Forgive me?" He quickly straightened up and released her. Sharing a hurtful look at him made him feel lousy. Bad move! Diving under Piper set about wrestling his tennis shoes off and tossing them out of the pool. He battled laughing until he felt her going for his jeans, zipper and button unclasped it became an embarrassing moment. One he was losing as he ended up in only his boxers. Out of the pool they flew.

"Oh my Gosh! Why is Piper stripping her nephew?" Sable looked to her Mom. Josie was mesmerized and didn't even reply. Shrugging it off Sable continued watching with interest. Dakota? She was dreamy eyed and resting her elbows on the balcony rail, chin on her knuckles.

A frenzy beneath the water left poor Mace nude, his boxers finally launched out of the pool to a cheer of McKellen's. Triumphant, Piper swam away fast reaching the pools stepladder and crawled up and out, leaving Mace in a sad predicament. She hadn't noticed Anthony still recording her on his cell. Full frontal mermaid her clothing clung to her like a second skin. Watching Piper dancing about as if winning her wet T-shirt contest Anthony couldn't take it anymore. He headed back to his van.

"That's what you get for messing with me Punk." Piper smirked pointing at Mace. Gathering up his clothing she headed back into the house and left him to suffer humiliation. Instead of whining about it he chuckled and took to swimming nude. It was when he rolled onto his back and that thick 9 inch sharks fin stood tall in the water that Josie called it.

Covering her girls eyes she watched him by herself. As if her gauntlet worked, the girls quickly evaded her blinders and took to bulging their eyes and trembling. Josie realized her own appetite growing and cursed, "DAMMIT! Get in the house. GO!" Sadly, Josie had to go inside herself to prevent further snooping. Ordering the girls downstairs to watch TV Josie got dressed and set about making lunch. Hot dogs sounded really good about now. Polish sausage even better.

With no further onlookers Mace crawled out of the pool and marched straight to the French door. Finding it locked he growled, "OH COME ON!" With her bedroom window ten feet away without curtains or blinds he looked in to spy Piper stripping out of her wet clothing through a mirror facing her bathroom. It was not a direct contact and Piper truly hadn't realized the angles enough to stress over it. Mace was hard as a rock.

Tempted to jerk off he danced in step looking all around him for onlookers. Sure enough he had some. Not the kind he expected though. Travis Herbert was on his own balcony laughing toward the back of the pool. From the house next door he saw Knox Hardecker and his buddy Dip doubled over. Mace took his situation in stride and turned to face them hands outstretched, "WANNA PIECE OF ME ASSHOLES?"

"Fuck!" Knox hissed, "He's queer."

"NO I'M NOT!"

"Who the hell are you?" Knox, still a bit more gun shy after his own humiliation recently at the McKellen's hands tried to appear bold but shrank some. Dip not knowing of his friend's situation just acted smug.

"NAME'S MACE! I'M PIPER'S NEPHEW."

"Nephew?" Dip chuckled, "INCEST IS BEST!" He found it hilarious. Knox nervous over seeing Travis outside tapped his knuckle on Dip's arm to head inside. Music was required. Minutes later the band I Prevail was singing Gasoline. Mace puckered with an impressed look, at least the guys had good taste in music.

"What about you?" Mace turned his attention to Travis. Of course Travis couldn't hear him over the ear assault of thrash metal. Pointing at his ear Travis let him know he couldn't understand him. Giving up when his Mother Kelly entered his bedroom to find him staring at a naked man she grew concerned. After the other day she found herself more motherly than usual. Ushering Travis inside she turned for one last look at Mace, finding it in herself to wave if not shyly. Mace felt invincible suddenly, "I'm liking Nashville. Hot bitches everywhere."

Hearing the French door behind him open and a loud whistle he turned to find Piper wearing ripped jeans and a ruby red camisole, hair still wild from being wet. "Get in here!" Marching toward her arrogantly she avoided lowering her eyes at the unexpected size of her nephew's cock. She resorted to turning away before bulging her eyes, "Where the hell is Anthony?" She starts for the front door then pauses to leer over her shoulder to catch him palming his cock but ignored him. "I threw your clothing in the dryer. Should be toasty warm in about ten minutes."

"Glad I left my wallet in the truck or everything would have been ruined."

"Like my robe? Rotten tore it to shreds. Go in my bedroom until your stuff is dry. Don't let Rotten destroy anything else please."

He shuffles away while Piper goes to her front door and looks out to see Anthony in his van, head tilted back she knew exactly what he was doing. Even with a cigarette dangling from his lips she saw his arm movements. Definitely jerking off. Sneaking up on Anthony from behind she lifted up on her toes next to his opened driver's door window to see a pretty hefty beast of his own. "Taking a stroke break?" She spooked him.

"Fuck! Sorry! Seeing you earlier got the best of me." He started to put his dick away.

"Hey! I'm watching here. Let me hang on to this before you drop it and burn your pecker." She reaches in and takes the cigarette from his lips. "Besides I think I need it more than you. Pretty crazy morning, huh?"

"Y-yeah! I'm gonna cum here."

"Go for it. Once you're done get busy on my bedroom camera."

"I might need you to stay out of the bedroom or I'll never finish before evening."

Snickering Piper puffed his cigarette for him, "I don't really smoke but I know I needed this."

"Just like I know I needed to jerk off over your sexy ass. Your girlfriend's ass too."

"Hosie Josie? She's not really my girlfriend. I just like eating her pussy."

"F-f-fuck!" He was nearing detonation.

"Almost there Antman?"

"This look ant sized to you?" He coughs up laughing, eyelids fluttering under duress.

"That it does not. Fire away Ant's in your pants."

"UGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He shot all over his steering wheel and flooded his knuckles. Impressed by his load she had to pat him on the arm. Placing his cigarette back to his lips she sighed.

"Dare I sound racist for two seconds?"

"Seriously?" He huffed.

"Mighty white of you there Handsome." A quick dip of her finger on his crown to gather a bit of cum she licked her fingertip. "Mmmm! Special recipe."

"A chicken joke too?" He laughed.

"I got the watermelons." She lifts her tits up juggling them about. They shared a laugh together as he zipped up. "I'm gonna order lunch. Want anything? It's on me."

"Wish this mess was on you." He winked.

"Never know I might need a camera installed in my walk in closet. You on call?"

"For you...I'd get up from a sound sleep and leave my girl hangin'."

"KFC?"

"Extra crispy."

"Get back to work, I'll call out."

Laughing he placed his palm to his ear and mimicked her calling out, "OH ANTHONY! FUCK ME HARDER ANTHONY."

"I don't sound like that." She giggled. "It's more..." Raising her voice to, "...I LOVE RIDING YOUR COCK. SQUEEZE MY TITS ANTHONY."

"Damn! You're alright."

"Course I am. NOW GET BUSY." She left him to polish off his cigarette and regain his sanity.

Returning to her house she found Mace wearing his boxers and blue jeans, dry and feeling comfy. He left his shirt and shoes off. Noting something she winces, "I just realized something. You don't wear socks."

"Bad habit! That was...fun Aunt Piper. We should wrestle like that more often."

"Don't get more than your hopes up." She flips him off.

"I wasn't going there. Can I just say something?"

"Spit it out."

"Can you really blame a guy? Look at you Aunt Piper...you're a centerfold out of Playboy."

"Pfft!" She rolls her eyes, "Who do you think gave them the idea to call a porn magazine Cheri?"

"Hilarious!" He laughed, "Anyways, sorry if I stepped out of line."

"There was a line?" She acted as if there was a line starting at her bedroom door, "Where'd they all go?"

"I love you Aunt Piper. You're the coolest."

"Just...keep that thing...hidden."

"Hey! You're the one that stripped me."

"Ugh! That was stupid of me. Let's forget that ever happened. Heat of the moment mischief is all."

"So where am I sleeping?"

"There's two bedrooms upstairs. One above mine, one facing the other side of the house. I turned the third upstairs bedroom into a fitness room facing the pool. Take your pick."

"Yours."

"No vacancy." She pointed at him with a deadly glare. "Besides, Rotten sleeps next to me so I feel safe."

Hearing his name Rotten comes out of her bedroom with a pair of panties in his mouth and sits down at her feet. Staring at him Piper growls, "How did you get those?"

"I taught him how to open a dresser drawer."

"But, he can't open real doors? No you did not. You were sniffing my panties weren't you?"

"You caught me." He chuckled.

Shaking her head she stepped over and pulled him into a hug, a family style concerned hug, nothing intimate. Sighing on his shoulder she rubs his back, "It's good to have family near. Just...try and behave."

Behind them Anthony returns bearing more equipment and pauses, "Am I interrupting?"

"Nope! Just bonding with my nephew. Let's go get your bag from your truck. You can show it off."

"Awesome!" He puts his polo shirt on and heads for the door, passing Anthony. Taking her panties from Rotten she tucks them into Anthony's pants pocket.

"Little soggy but you can have these."

"If you call me Dawg, I'm gonna slap that sexy ass." He chuckled.

"Chicken!" She flares her eyes.

"So not Chicken." He slaps her ass as she winces.

"I meant KFC. Dammit man!" She hears Rotten growl at Anthony. "You hush Thief. Let's go take a walk while Anthony here finishes up." She motions Rotten to the front door. "Don't raid my pantie drawer like he did. I don't have cameras set up in there to catch you yet." She giggles.

"After the fun I'm having...I'm here to serve."

"Serve the chicken when it gets here." She plucks her cell from her pants pocket and calls in an order on her way out. Extra everything would feed them for two days. All but Anthony at least.

Outdoors, Mace bragged about his truck as Piper leashed Rotten before he chased anything. A short walk around the block together they talked about everything from his sister in college to his Father's horses. It was nice that not once did Mace bring up her ex-husband or her cheerleading days. Returning home just as Grub Hub delivered her order they grabbed his duffle of extra clothing and headed back inside. Anthony was a whirlwind once he didn't have any distractions, having set up her bedroom camera and aimed it straight down at her bed. Other than fantasizing of watching her and Josie in that bed he was pretty much done.

After a fast meal he showed Piper the system and helped her set a password to activate and deactivate the alarm. She opted to install more cameras for every room considering Rotten would have the run of the house, even installing an app for her cell to link up with what was going on at home while at work. Anthony would come back later in the week to add the other cameras. She felt safe with Mace here to keep tabs on her dog during his homecoming. Said and done, Anthony thanked her and took his leave. His boss calling as he left bitched him out for taking so long. He just ignored the old man and drove off.

"Ummm? Aunt Piper?" Mace came down the staircase from above.

"Yes?"

"There's no curtains or blinds in any of the bedrooms."

"Never gonna be any either. Free Spirit's live here." She spoke too soon.

"So you're going to walk naked in front of me?"

"No. And, you're going to keep your clothes on too Mister. I'm talking about others looking in. Just don't give them reason to look."

"You don't?" He laughs.

"Sometimes." She bats her eyes looking sly.

"Show me Nashville tomorrow?"

"Show you? Hell I don't know Nashville yet." She laughed. "Maybe I'll see if Josie can show us around."

"And, her hot daughters?"

"Sure! Just...don't get attached."

"Why not?"

"Feeling very protective of those girls." She recalls the ordeal at Kelly Herbert's home, between her beau Dominic and the pain in the ass Knox Hardecker. Tempted to warn Mace about him she just shrugged it off.

"So...Josie's married?"

"Yep! Her husband is really nice. His name is Henry."

"Henry?" He laughs, "Sounds old."

"Oh, he's...energetic for his age."

"You fucked him didn't you?" He drooped his chin.