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The Jetsons: Family Love in the 23rd Century
George Jetson entered his apartment on the moving sidewalk feeling lower than a Jovian worm. He had just been fired by his boss, Cosmo Spacely and was home early. His job at Spacely Sprockets had been marked by ups and downs, but this time he had really screwed up. Instead of producing stainless steel automatic salt shakers, he had used gold in the production line and now they had a supply of gold salt shakers which cost a fortune with no one to buy them. On top of that, he had forgotten to set the number of holes so that there were no holes for the salt to come out from. So even if someone had been interested in gold salt shakers, they were useless.
He had messed up before, but never this badly. There was no way Mr. Spacely would forgive him this time. He slumped into his chair as the television automatically turned to his favorite channel. Jane, his beautiful red headed wife, walked in, wearing a sleeveless purple dress that stopped above the knees topped with a triangular white collar.
"Hi, honey," she called out. "You're home early."
"Yeah," he morosely replied.
"What's wrong?"
"I wasn't feeling too well, so I decided to come home early," he lied, unable to tell her the truth. Their finances were a mess, their credit cards charged to the max, living from paycheck to paycheck. George had held onto his job at Spacely Sprockets feeling that he was just on the verge of being promoted to vice-president. He had, in fact, been promoted to that coveted position several times, but there was always some screw up that cost him his promotion and he would end up back where he had started. And at 42, he wasn't getting any younger and if he now changed jobs, he couldn't afford to take the pay cut starting with another company.
"Poor baby," Jane cooed as she hovered over him, feeling his forehead. "You must be working too hard." She pushed a button and the chair reclined. "Why don't you take a nap while I go run some errands."
George watched as Jane grabbed her purse and left. He listlessly walked over to the bar and ordered up a SuperNova. He normally didn't drink, but today he felt like he needed something to help him forget his woes. Besides, he would be alone for several hours as Elroy and Astro were gone to Space Scouts camp for the week and Judy was out on a date with Rocky Retro and wouldn't be home until late. And when Jane went out shopping, it was an all day affair for her.
The SuperNova slid up through a panel at the bar in a tall glass, the drink itself radiating a bright white light. George drank the whole glass in one huge gulp. He felt as the drink burned down to his stomach, then spread until it felt like his whole body was on fire. His head buzzed as the euphoria hit, making him feel like he was floating. George looked around the room and everything seemed brighter, the colors more vibrant. He picked up a picture of his family and his eyes focused on his daughter Judy. She was so beautiful and at eighteen had her mom's knock out body.
It seemed to George that his daughter wasn't shy about her body especially recently. She had been wearing short nighties that barely covered her bottom and he could see her nipples poking through the thin material. One night when he was sitting at the table flipping through a space car catalog, she came in and leaned against his back as she looked over his shoulder. George could feel her breasts pressing into his back. She then got something to drink and stood on the other side of the table and leaned over to point out some models she liked. As she chatted, the front of her nightie hung open, giving him a clear view of her breasts. There were other times when he would catch a view of her breasts or panties and she seemed to be more careless about completely shutting her door when changing.
Then just the previous week, he had walked past her bathroom and the door was slightly open. He peeked in and saw Judy standing in the ultrasonic shower. The shower was designed so that the water droplets were so tiny and sprayed so hard that they were invisible until they hit her body, covering her with a sheen of liquid. Because the water didn't splash, no glass or curtain was needed, giving him a clear view of his daughter's naked body as she washed herself. He was mesmerized by her firm pert breasts topped with perfect pink nipples and the way the water ran down the curves of her body to the neat triangle of blond pubic hair at the junction of her slender legs.
His breathing became labored and he felt pressure build in his loins creating a huge bulge in his pants. George knew he should leave but he remained riveted to that spot watching her as she soaped her breasts and ran her hands down to soap between her legs. She seemed to be unusually intent on getting her groin clean when George noticed her breathing quickening and her body tensing. She was masturbating! He continued to observe her as her body stiffened and she moaned what sounded like "Daddy." Later that night as he was pumping in and out of Jane, he kept thinking about Judy and it was her body he was imagining when he ejaculated inside of his wife.
George quickly ordered another drink, still thinking about his daughter. She had been out on a number of dates. He wondered if any of her boyfriends had taken her to bed and felt instantly jealous. He downed the drink and everything looked and sounded like it was a million light years away. His body felt soft and light except for... he looked down and saw that he was sprouting a huge erection. Wow, he thought to himself, wish Jane were here. If two drinks did that, how about three? He managed to get through about half his third drink when he passed out.
Judy Jetson had been looking forward to a hot and heavy bump and grind session with Rocky Retro and had decided to surprise him. Wearing her platinum blond hair tied up in a pony tail with her sleeveless red top which showed a bit of her tiny waist, a matching skirt and stockings, she could feel herself getting wet in anticipation as she keyed in his secret password to enter his pad. When she stepped inside, she heard sounds coming from his bedroom.
Peeking through the crack in the almost closed door, she could see her Rocky Retro pumping in and out of one of her classmates. She stood there transfixed, unable to move. As she stood there, watching them moan as their bodies writhed together, she realized that she was becoming even more aroused. Then her jealousy kicked in and she slammed open the door.
"You asshole!" she yelled as she threw a plastic vase at him.
Judy cried as she drove home in her space car. Her dad had been right. He had never really liked Rocky. Thinking back to all her other failed relationships, she wondered why she couldn't find someone like her dad. He may not be the smartest or richest or wittiest father, but she knew she could always depend on him to make her feel good about herself. Too bad he wouldn't be home until later from work. She felt so lonely and frustrated, full of pent up sexual energy.
She thought back to the previous week and how she had "accidentally" given her dad a show. She had been teasing him with views of her body but wanted to do something more. Knowing her dad to be a creature of habit, she waited naked in her bathroom until she saw her father walking down the hallway. Leaving the door ajar, she quickly stepped into the ultrasonic shower and began washing herself.
She had set up a tiny bath mirror on the wall and could see her dad watching her from the hallway. As she soaped herself, she let her hands rub her breasts and nipples until they became erect. Reaching between her legs, she began to rub her clitoris. She hadn't planned on masturbating, but she was so aroused by having her dad watch her that she couldn't stop once she started rubbing herself and quickly had an orgasm. Later that night, she put her ear against her bedroom wall and could hear her parents humping eachother. She listened to them as she used her atomic vibrator to bring herself to another orgasm. Now driving home, she thought of other ways she could further tease her dad.
As she walked into the apartment, Judy was surprised to see her dad slumped over on the bar, a glowing white drink in his hand. She shook him and called out his name. No response. She took the drink, sniffed it, then took a sip. The super potent drink quickly relaxed her and she finished it off, making her feel better.
"Wow, I'll have to ask Dad what that was," she told herself.
