"Can we stay home from school another day?"
Sable McKellen the youngest of the two identical twin sisters by three minutes, appealed to their mother Josie, who was fixing breakfast before heading upstairs to shower. After everything that happened between, she and Henry she was attempting to be the model housewife and mother again. It would never last.
Josie paused in flipping pancakes wanting to say yes but knew it would be a bad idea letting her girls remain home so soon after seeing what they did yesterday. If she allowed it, the girls although seventeen and young adults, they would go straight to the hornet's nest next door before Josie and her husband Henry could talk about everything with them. They were fortunate enough last night to avoid a hail of questions, the girls gone to bed before dealing with it all.
"No. One day was enough. I can't miss another day either or Carl will be calling me. Finding substitute teachers on short notice is a problem for him. It was bad enough he had to teach my classes yesterday for me. Why do you of all people want to skip another day? Your grades are far better than your sisters, you like school. Besides that,..."
"Did dad tell you he... almost spanked us? Aren't we too old for that?"
"In his eyes you two will never be too old. What you both did you should have deserved it. You got off lucky this time."
"We were wearing bikini bottoms. I think it spooked daddy that we were not wearing much."
Wincing slightly Josie turned to see her daughter grinning sheepishly before noticing her mother's watchful eye. Surely, Sable didn't like being spanked by her father. No, but sable knew her sister actually wanted to be spanked, she was the one with the daddy crush. What Sable knew about after their father declined to punish them by hand was why she was grinning. Her sister was so out there. Once eyes meet Sable fidgets. "Sorry mom. We heard screams coming from our neighbor's home and you were still inside. We... were afraid they were hurting you."
"I know very well how you two watched far too long without sharing your concerns verbally, so don't give me any worried excuses. Your curiosity is not in your favor young lady. I hear even Travis Herbert snuck over to look in."
"He was worried too."
Scowling Josie used her spatula to scoop up her pancake and plate it atop one other. Shoving the plate across the counter she said. "Eat your breakfast." As Sable claimed her plate and headed toward the island bar to sit up on a barstool, Josie poured more batter into her skillet. "He was worried too. So worried that he supported you girls by placing his hands on your bottoms?" Overprotective mom in the house.
"We swatted them away. Ewww! Mom... he's... Travis." A decent excuse even if not sincere. Sable was actually quite fond of the boy yet hid it well. She never wanted to admit it out loud because of the boy's reputation as a pervert.
"Your father said he caught you three spying. Travis had his..." Josie gnashed her teeth using her spatula hand to wiggle an index finger like a penis to deter the true meaning she was trying to establish, "...out."
"It was sooo gross. Daddy made him put it away. It wasn't like we wanted... ewww... Travis."
"You know what? We're not going any further in this discussion until we get home from school and your father can join us. I do not want this ruining my day any more than it already has."
"We went too far. I'm sorry mom. Honestly, we were just worried for your safety." Yes and no!
"Zip it."
"That's what we said..." Sable snickered then lowered her voice blushing, "...to Travis."
"Good lord! Why me?" Josie looked to the ceiling of her kitchen.
"Mom? Were those men hurting Miss Cherry?"
"Sable... enough. Eat your pancakes and go get dressed. Put your hair in pigtails, it's a mess."
"Only if Dakota does."
"Tell her I said to go piggy."
"Okay." Nervously she ate her pancakes, very little syrup, no butter. Keeping silent Sable also looked toward the ceiling, for another reason altogether. She and her sister had agreed to divide and conquer. Sable chose her mom. Dakota... of course, was daddy's girl.
Upstairs after her morning shower Dakota McKellen wrapped herself in a thin peach colored towel and primped a bit before getting up the nerve to do her part in the sisterly agreement. Having been almost spanked yesterday it made her go to her room and actually spank herself picturing her father doing it. Crazy yes, but her fantasies often obstructed reality. Her butt cheeks were still tender. She knew deep down that she and Sable had deserved getting one even if Henry decided against it, after all Dakota did reach up through Piper Cherry's window and touch her first bare butt that wasn't her own. A big black man that didn't even know she did it. So worth the experience. Her sexuality was rising quickly these days, ready to finally give up her virginity to the right boy. Too bad it wouldn't be her father, she often pouted.
Opening her door she tiptoed across the hall to her parents Master bedroom, entering without knocking when she heard her father's snores. Quietly stepping to their bed for a closer look at her slumbering father she opted to take a minute to peer out the window facing Piper Cherry's pool. Seeing the water sparkling like diamonds in the morning sun she smiled. It dawned on her that with her parents making such good friends with Piper she and Sable could possibly get permission to go swimming anytime they wanted. She wanted to stay home from school again too. Now more than ever.
Stepping at an angle Dakota peered toward the back of the pool area at the home of Travis Herbert. Her curiosity growing after the teen adult had touched her bottom yesterday, then letting the twins catch a glimpse of... it... she had to shiver... so why was she biting her nail? Seeing clearly into Trav's bedroom she noticed his telescope poised directly at the pool. She had never really thought about Travis much before yesterday. Although knowing him for ten years now they were never really close. When high school arrived, they all drifted even further apart as groups formed. Trav was a pervert and a nerd with a brain. Even if the Nerd Herd as they were called in school didn't claim him as a card-carrying member.
He was such a geek in her mind, yet every time he tried to make friends with the girls, their own friends would dissuade them into making him some pariah. He never really stood a chance. Nor, did Dakota give him any chance, she wasn't really into him. Maybe it was time to grow up and let him in, certain things giving her more reason to think this way only added to the pressure. Connecting dots between telescope and pool only made her smile that much harder. She just had to stay home today. Time to beg.
Shuffling to the foot of Henry's bed she noticed the only thing covering her father was a thin grey sheet. Lying on his back gave away the one thing she hoped for but had not counted on. Eyes bulging at the tent pole sticking up she whimpered, suddenly afraid to try waking him. Apologizing for yesterday would get on his good side, she knew that much. Her father was not a grudge kind of guy, well maybe toward their mother, they did argue a lot but always made up. Even after what their mother did yesterday, she found it strange that they weren't fighting. Surely, sex with other men had to be bad... right? Between thinking of what she saw happen between her mom's situation, seeing Travis, and now... the circus being in town... Dakota was devilishly grinning.
Deep breath held she sat down next to her father's hip to discover even more than she expected. His sheet was exposing his hip, no pajamas worn to bed like he normally did. Pouting with indecision she knew she was running out of time in getting his permission to stay home from school, hopefully his support would convince their mother should she tell Sable no. Eyes torn by his flesh she bit her lip, fingers poised to nudge him awake lingered a moment longer. His covered pole really wasn't that far from being exposed itself. Tempted to pinch the sheet lightly and take a look she panicked and just nudged her father's arm.
"Daddy? Daddy wake up."
"Hmmmhuh?" He winced at sunlight through their balcony curtains. Once focused he found Dakota sitting next to him and tried to wake up enough to speak. He had seen his girls in towels before but not so up close and almost personal. No worse than bikinis mind you but still. His issue was always the fact that both girls looked exactly how Josie was at their age. It brought back memories of crazy days. In her seated stature Dakota had her right leg under her left, the towel barely covering her lower region. He had to close his eyes or risk looking up under her towel. That was not going to happen. On purpose at least! "What's wrong?"
"Can we stay home from school one more day?"
"Why?"
"You'll be here working, it wouldn't be like we weren't supervised, as if we needed to be."
"Ask your mother."
"Sable's asking. We agreed to ask both of you and hope one caves under pressure."
"Why are you only wearing your towel Kota?"
"Just showered. I was running out of time. So, can we stay home?"
"So, you two can keep me from working to talk about yesterday? Not gonna happen."
"We won't. Sable and I talked while you two helped Miss Cherry finish unloading the moving vans. What happened is none of our business. You were even in the right if you had spanked us. There's still time if you want to."
"I might just reconsider. I saw you two peeking out windows all afternoon."
"We couldn't help it."
"Yeah? Well neither can my palm. Feel lucky I don't break out my belt."
"You haven't spanked us in a long time. You used to lay into our butts really hard." On the word hard, her eyes glanced toward his tent then had to turn away before he caught her. "For the record I spanked myself yesterday when you didn't. See?" She stood briefly and mooned him showing her rosy sore spots. "My butt's still red. Pinker than the bikini I wore yesterday."
"Yeah? Next time wear black and blue so your butts can match those colors too. Why did you spank yourself? Wait! Don't answer that, I don't want to know. Put your towel down." Covering up she sits back down on the mattress.
"Please daddy? Can we stay home?"
"I won't be home all day. I have to swing by the office to turn in what I've been working on. So, better not."
"You finished your war game?"
