Starting From Scratch Ep. 067: Beau's & Eros

"So what errands do you have to go do Daddy?"

Dakota McKellen posing as her sister Sable leered across the SUV at her handsome Father Henry. He had a nagging hunch his daughter's were trying to pull one over him by switching identities now that Sable had her braces out making the sisters splitting images of one another. Hunch withheld Henry was good in playing their game. How hard would it be to make Dakota just show him her ID? It was pretty likely they didn't think that far ahead when concocting their scheme. He would be right, but this could be fun even for him...if he had time.

"Just places to be. Dropping by the Job stuff."

"Can I go with you?"

"Nope! If you're playing hooky you're doing it at home."

"You never let me go anywhere with you." She stomped her foot on the floorboard making him peak an eye brow at her whining which sounded like Sable more than it did Dakota. Hmmm? Yet again! Further study was needed.

"Any suggestions on what you want for your birthday?"

"A car." There was his opening.

"Again with the car thing. It's been so long since you've driven you might need Driver's Ed again."

"Sable and I drove Piper's car earlier this week." He knew this out of Sable's mouth from earlier so needed more clarification.

"News to me. It's been what three months since I let you drive last?" That was true up until just before Henry took Sable to the dentist, letting her drive. If this was Dakota she might not be aware of her sister's good fortune. Good call Henry.

Almost afraid to respond Dakota just shrugged, "We'll never own a car." It was then she realized something, her passenger seat was back further than normal. Sable would never do that being much shorter than her father. Risking it she made a guess, "You let me drive earlier."

"Oh yeah! Alcohol still has my brain fuzzy." He fidgeted then pondered further, "Maybe it is Sable. Time will tell I guess. Hey? I forgot to tell you back at home...clean up your room it's a mess. Why can't you be as tidy as your sister?"

Dakota beamed, "She's the clean freak...I'm not. I'll clean it before the game tonight." Being Sable was a challenge.

Nearing Hooter's Crossing Henry noted a truck coming out of the stone gated entranceway, "Isn't that Mace?"

"Yes it is."

"Wonder where he's off to?"

"I think he's picking up shirts for Piper...for the cheerleaders."

"Old Swallow outfits out of style?" He mused.

"I guess. I don't know what they look like I've just heard new uniforms."

"Interesting. Knowing Piper they're probably risque. You cool if she makes you wear one tonight?"

"I'll have to be if I want to be a cheerleader. I'll probably be a nervous wreck without wearing anything too...revealing."

"Did you even get fitted for an old cheering outfit?"

"No. I guess Piper knew she was buying new so why fit me? Besides, I think I'll be off on the sidelines hiding." She giggled, knowing her sister would be doing just that.

"True. I told your Mother to take video of your first time on the field."

"Noooo! Thanks for the heads up, now I'll delete it before you get to see me and laugh." No way, she wanted Sable to face the music.

"Alright! You have your house key right?" He pulls up in front of their home. "Come to think of it where's your book bag?"

"I put it in my locker for Monday." The real Sable did too. "Yep! Key in pocket."

"Anyone comment on those butt zippers?"

"Not really. I was too busy showing my teeth off."

"Wonder how Dakota's doing in her bug zappers." He laughed.

"She didn't say anything bad." Nor, would Dakota herself admit her ass was shown off by Angus to his flock. She wanted to play innocent as much as possible to make her Dad help her through a feigned awkwardness of how to be around boys when intimate. Sable would be even more evasive.

"Okay! I'll be home in a few hours. Might want to eat soft foods until the teeth get in shape."

"Soup sounds yummy." Dakota/ Sable gets out of the car and wiggles away until Henry honked regaining her attention. Holding up Sable's retainer case Dakota acted forgetful pelting her temple with a palm and raced back, her tits dancing in their half opened window of excitement. Henry just knew this was Dakota but let it ride. He didn't have time to judge and deal with it. There was someone he needed to see.

Collecting the case Dakota merely said, "Oopsie! Thank you Daddy." Door shut again she went back to shaking her ass like a floosy. Henry had to chuckle.

"Gotta be Dakota. Nice try ladies."

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Horton-Dexter High School...Science class...Bunsen Burners a nice ambience.

"Nice work Dakota. These can even be used to toast marshmallows." Teacher Roger Dundee chuckled in making his rounds amongst his students in their performed tasks of chemical breakdowns. "Might wanna turn the heat up though." He leaned over Sable McKellen's shoulder not even suspecting the switch the girls made. In his brush over her she trembled at his size and cologne stimulation. Roger was a well groomed, well built specimen of a Teacher. No wonder Piper was all over him.

Sable portraying Dakota was quickly discovering how often boys looked her way and flirted in some fashion. Roger seemed no different. Even he was looking down at her cleavage wondering just why her shirt's zipper was not as low as he had recently seen it this past week, be it zipper or buttons. Roger was spoiled without ever letting Dakota know he enjoyed her displays as much as her classmates. Sable however did notice. Perhaps Dakota had too, but she wasn't here to confirm or deny.

"I'll bring some Monday." She flirted slightly as Roger puckered and drew away so as not to appear too interested. Unlike some Teachers and a certain Counsellor he worried about being pulled into some sexual harassment bullshit. Playing with Piper was one thing. Students? Even if 18 was stressful, as much as he loved a good fantasy.

"Bring enough for everyone." He chuckled and moved on. Dakota's designated lab partner football player Maynard Smooth was equally observant and leaned into Sable's territory.

"Yo Dakota? You see Dundee checking out your tits?"

"Yes." Sable bubbled slightly trying to keep from blushing.

"How's come you're hiding those today? You're usually all about show and tell."

"I dunno. Just not myself today I guess." She dares to unzip her shirt all the way down, offering Maynard a nice side shot of her breasts roundness. Eyes flaring at his mouth watering she added, "Better now?"

"Ohhhh yeah! No wonder Furlong loves you."

"He...loves me?" Sable bulged her eyes this round, "Really?"

"Heck yeah!"

"I thought Robin..."

"They'll always be close. I just know he's crazy about you. The way you just swooped in this morning and leaped into his arms was beautiful. I wish Octavia would do that shit to me. I barely get a Mmmhmm anymore."

"Sorry?" She winced, "Did...Angus talk about what I did?"

"Sure enough! Especially how you were so cool when your butt zipper got pulled down. He likes girls that are fearless. That be you!"

"I am fearless." She prided herself playing Dakota, inwardly thinking, "I'm so not."

"Coming to our game tonight?"

"To support my sister."

"Sable's cool. Except when she hangs with Perbert. What a loser."

"He's..." She wants to defend Trav but knew Dakota wouldn't, "Try living next to him. He spies on everyone with his telescope."

"That's some cold shit."

"I don't know what Sable sees in him but she really likes him." The best defense she could muster. "Did...you like my butt?" She knew the answer but wanted him to reveal his thoughts on Dakota. Playing her sister this was her chance to learn secrets that even she might be keeping from her.

"Like? Hell yes I like your sweet ass. You planning on unzipping those jeans again today?"

"I don't know! Too much too soon. My Mom doesn't even know I'm wearing these. I'm trying to avoid her."

"Hell, your Mom ain't shy." He chuckled.

"Oh how well I know." Not all that much but again this was about learning. "She can barely keep her clothes on around the Coach."

"Coach? Try the whole school." He sits back grinning trying to eyeball her ass on the barstool seat she was seated upon.

"My mom's out there." Sable agreed as if knowing it all, but hoping for more knowledge still.

"Got that right!" Freezing he lowered his gaze and mumbled, " Dundee's frowning for us talking too much."

"Oh well! I think it's just an excuse to look at my boob...tits." Boobies sounded too Sable.

"Look around you. Nobody is doing their assignments they're dogging you."

"Dogging?"

"Daydreaming about you doggy style." He chuckles but hides his laugh from Roger Dundee.

"Wow!" Blush unavoidable that time Sable looked around her and just as Maynard had warned every guy there was staring at her. Those that hadn't seen Dakota's ass earlier were definitely keeping a close eye in case she did it again. Heart pounding Sable wondered what her sister would say and do hearing what Maynard had said. She knew Dakota was still a virgin but she was prone to extreme teasing now more than ever.

"You're thinking about showing off aren't you?" He was just as hopeful, "You should. Angus would love hearing that you were crazy enough to do something in Dundee's class."

"You think I should?" She dropped her jaw.

"Dare ya even." Maynard like his name was smooth.

"Like what?"

"That's on you Momma."

Placing her ink pen between her lips she ponders her options and exactly how far she should go without getting into trouble. For that matter without getting her sister in dire straits. Even more...how far she could let herself go. This could be her chance to overcome her shyness once and for all, and everyone think it to be Dakota. Interesting thought. Pen poised between her lips appearing as if sucking through a straw she took another glance about for inspiration.

Noting Roger Dundee back to wandering his class she felt that now was the time if ever there would be one. Turning in her stool to face away from Maynard she purposely drops her pen on the floor under her station. What she didn't know was Maynard was forming his own evil plan and very carefully pinched the zipper on her jeans. As she lifted slowly from her seat his pinch guided her zipper down as far as he could without her notice. It was enough to offer a healthy dose of butt crack. Jaws dropped from every angle.

Crawling under her station on her hands and knees to retrieve her pen her jeans unzipped more under her bodies stretch. Ass high she was showing off far more than she intended. Cell cameras went wild without notice just to capture the moon. While beneath the station her shirt being all the way unzipped left nothing to the imagination. Sable's breasts were in full bloom, nipples cresting and visually appetizing to those in front of her. This unfortunately included Roger Dundee who happened to hear her pen clatter on the tile. Gritting his teeth at seeing Sable's...Dakota's tits he huffed his cheeks and looked around to see cell's recording.

"Back at it people." He chose to snap his fingers to get them to lower their cells and save Dakota the humiliation. Up above Sable, Maynard just shrugged at Roger as if he had nothing to do with her misfortune. Remaining on the floor as if posing in a doggystyle position she found Roger's feet right in front of her. Eyes peering up over her brow she whimpered at being caught. Instead of making a scene Roger knelt in front of her, frowning as he whispered, "Take your seat."

Crawling to her feet Sable sat down without even realizing her jeans were open until Roger moved around her. Examining the damage of cells Roger prompted those who took video to delete them. Making sure they did he turned and found Sable's ass still hanging out. Rolling his eyes as everyone in the class held their breath Roger took it upon himself to whisper into Sable/ Dakota's ear, "Zip up." She presumed her shirt so did that first. Shaking his head at her trembling gaze he added, "Both ends."

"W-what?" She bulged her eyes then reached around her hips to feel flesh. "OH MY GOD!" She lost her composure and turned beet red. A swift glance at Maynard found him reading his text book. As Roger watched her zip up he stepped away sighing. Waiting until he was out of range Sable pointed at Maynard. "You did that."

"Yep! You're a legend now Dakota. Everyone loves you."

"Oh crap!"

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Having driven only one street over Henry McKellen stopped in front of Kelly Herbert's house, her car in the drive significant enough to believe she was home. Shutting off his vehicle he stepped out and locked up before looking around for prying eyes, specifically the Hardecker residence directly next door to Kelly's. He wanted to make sure his SUV was going to be safe knowing Knox was a vengeful type. With no signs of Knox being home Henry made his way to Kelly's door and rang the doorbell. Taking a few minutes to answer he was tempted to give up, he did have a hectic day between his game design, and being there for Svetlana's first night of dancing at Cashanova's. Master had to make his presence known. Here as well as at the club.

Turning away presuming that Dominic Black must have changed his mind about co-ownership of Kelly, he sighed and took four steps before hearing the door open. Looking over his shoulder he found Kelly dripping wet and holding a towel to her chest, obvious that he caught her bathing. Opening her storm door she smiled brightly.

"Hello Sir."

"Shower?" He returned to face her standing on the welcome mat.

"Bath. My only time to relax is when Travis is gone."

"Room for two in that tub?"

"Is that my decision Master?"

"Nope! Just being cordial. Hand me that towel."

She removed it from her coverage and gladly passed it to him. He cast it into the yard then walked on in, nudging her back by his abrupt entry. She shyly paused awaiting him to close the door before kneeling at his feet. Turning in step he found her there with her eyes lowered respectfully.

"Get up."

"As you wish." The second she stood up he rushed her back against the wall and kissed her passionately. She was hesitant to touch him until told to do so. Once he understood he took her hands and brought them around his back. Offer accepted she roamed his upper body with trembling hands, her chest crushing into his delighted her nipples. Henry moved a single hand to her throat shortly after introducing her touch toward him. Gently gripping it she melted into a rash of soft tender moans.

Lips easing up their compression yet still touching, Henry spoke, "Feel."

She wanted to feel every sensation, every emotion, yet her training through Master Dominic conflicted with her needs to obey. Now competing with her desire to comply toward Henry's new world order she was confused. He could sense her troubled soul. Retreating his body from hers while still clutching her throat from an arms length he examined her still wet body, his clothing damp due to it.

"I hear you got a dozen roses."

"Yes. My Master...my other Master gave them to me. I'm not sure why."

"Where are they?"

"On my coffee table in a vase."

"Take me to them."

She waited for his grip over her throat to recede before shyly making her move. As if breaking every rule she had ever been taught she opted to risk taking his hand and leading him into her living room. On the table was a lush arrangement of 11 red roses, Kelly a lover of flowers respected their natural state and even left the thorns on their stems intact.

Eying them Henry tried to decipher Dominic's reasoning, "Dom ever buy you flowers before?"

"Never. I too am confused."

"Maybe he's trying to show you there's more to life than total domination."

"May I speak freely Sir?"

"For now."

"I hope not. I prefer him to remain the aggressor. You the lover."

"We haven't made love yet."

"Forgive my impertinence. I presume too much as to why you are here."

"You're not wrong. I just think Cupid's shooting the wrong kind of arrow. Let's chalk Dom up to a cupid move. We both know he's only doing this because he's already feeling threatened by our shared ownership."

"I...do not wish him to be jealous. I serve you both."

"Yes you do. Go finish your bath I'll be in shortly. Warm the water."

"Yes Sir."

She takes her leave knowing he was staring at her perfect heart shaped bottom all the way up her staircase. It made her heart race knowing what he intended. It had been long before Dominic came into her life since she had been made love to.

"Hate to do it Dom, but these petals are being pushed."

Sitting on her sofa and dragging the vase closer Henry begins ripping the red petals from their stems and gathering them into a pile. Leaving the thorny stems alone in the water he nudges the vase back where it was. "Beauty is covered under my territory Big Guy. Those thorns are yours."

Using both hands to contain all of the petals he takes a walk upstairs after kicking his shoes off at the front door. Finding her bathroom was easy enough hearing fresh water running and Kelly washing herself, humming softly. Ignoring her in passing Henry found her bedroom, knowing the layout after having first faced Dominic Black in thinking he was hurting her. Finding her bed made neatly he was impressed.

Spreading the petals out over her already pink blanket the atmosphere was set. Disrobing at the foot of her bed he stood nude and actually flexed his muscles in her dressers mirror. Chuckling to himself he even posed as if Cupid firing an arrow from his bow. Who was being Cupid now Henry? Giving up on his Cupidity he decided to snatch up a mere six petals and take them with him into the bathroom.

Appearing before her Kelly grew shy a bit in his presence, his dick was mighty indeed. Her thoughts on his manhood having long been clouding her desires since seeing it outside when urinating on Knox Hardecker along with his wife and Piper Cherry, inevitably leading to Henry pissing on Kelly, making her sense his want of her. Even after that day when Henry took a circular leak all around her outdoors by her flower bed, his circle of life, she fondly recalled it's majesty.

Standing over her bathing beauty he sprinkled the six petals down into her water watching her eyes admire them fluttering down into the water. Once she sighed he made his first step into the tub scooting Kelly forward to sit behind her. She waited on him to get settled then shut off the water before easing back into his clutches. Soothing caresses of water trickled over her chest she cooed and found her chin rising to accept his awaiting kiss. His left hand returned to her throat holding her kiss in check, not wanting her to leave his lips. She had no plans on it unless he directed her differently. This was home at the moment.

Caresses leading his free hand in exploring her perfect breasts, zero gravity to insult their value, nipples lightly pinched and teased, she sighed at her Master's adoration. Not once did Kelly worry about his wife Josie. She had no say in what this man wanted of her. Dom's rules alone corrupted that. She was to do as all men desired if they were brave enough to speak up. She would honor that command without waver. Her soul spoke of loyalty.

It had been forever since being kissed with such devotion, such warmth, such intimate craving between two lovers. She sought his lips as greedily as he did hers. During a short break to breath she noticed his dick rising up between her legs. It was peeking from the water in the cutest periscope maneuver she had ever seen. Wanting to touch it she whispered, "May I Master?"

A nodded consent Henry laid back, both arms outstretched along the sides of the garden tub. Allowing her to engage she tenderly rolled her palms without any bit of intended force, she merely wanted him to know her appreciation through tenderness. What little she offered was perfect at the moment. It certainly made his crown a deep shade of purple, glossy from the water, it's mushroom formation thick and inviting. Kelly worshipped it as it grew more appealing than ever.