Mom called the next morning to wake us up. The girls got up quickly. We showered in pairs, got dressed, packed our shit, and headed to breakfast with our bags. I grabbed enough food to get me through - and then started back down the hall to get people moving.
I pounded on doors and didn't stop until somebody answered. I told them to get up, get showered, pack their shit, drag their bags to the van, and then get breakfast in a hurry. Mom nodded and went to help Dad. Aunt Lori scowled for a second but then said that they would get moving. Larry got a lesson in patience - or my lack of.
They were both still waking up. I gave them five minutes to get into the shower. They didn't make it in time. I gave them five minutes to get their shit cleared out of the bathroom. They yelled at me as I threw their shit into the trashcan. I grabbed Larry by the collar, pressed him to the wall, and told him that he had five minutes to get changed and get out of the room. I warned him that I had spotted a greasy dumpster next door on the way back from dinner and their shit was going into that dumpster in five minutes if it wasn't delivered to me at the van. I released him and headed out the door and down the hall.
Mom, Dad, Lori, Sam, and the girls were waiting by the van. I unlocked it and then started loading. I told my sister to set a timer for five minutes. She reported that Larry and John were headed our way. I told her to start the timer when I sent them back in to grab something for breakfast.
I got the bags loaded and then informed everyone that - if they hadn't already grabbed something to eat - they had five minutes. I told Kay to start the timer.
Uncle Sam grabbed Larry's shoulder as he started past the idiot while my cousin just stood there with his mouth hanging open.
They didn't get back to the van within five minutes but they were out of the building - and they were moving our way. We already had Dad in the passenger seat. Mom was bringing him a banana. He had grabbed something to eat already but my mother had gotten worried that the rest of the group was going to starve and she'd gone back to the little buffet thing to grab stuff that they could eat on the road.
The van, of course, was low on gas. I pulled into the station and John started to get out. I told him that I would absolutely drive away without him if he wasn't back before I finished filling up. He turned around and sat back down.
Five minutes later, we were on the interstate. Ten minutes after that, I calculated where our next stop would be. I told them that we would not be waking anyone when we stopped and that they would have ten minutes to pee, grab snacks, and get their asses back in their seats. John grumbled that I was an asshole. I told him that was strike one and that I would dump him on the side of the road when he hit his third strike.
After that, it got quiet. Dad looked over at me and laughed.
"And they thought *I* was an asshole," he snickered.
"You ARE an asshole," I replied, grinning at him, "but you're an efficient asshole."
"An asshole with a purpose?" he asked, grinning back.
"Every asshole has a purpose," I agreed.
At the appointed time - and the appointed place - I stopped to refuel. Dad peed while I got gas and then he sat with the van while I hit the bathroom. When I hopped back in, Kay gave me a bag of Swedish Fish. I also got a kiss. That, of course, led to Tory and Lucy giving me kisses as well.
I started the van as Larry and John climbed in and dropped into their seats. Ten minutes later, I told them which town we'd be stopping in for gas and food - and had them vote on which restaurant we were eating lunch at.
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I followed Dad's game-plan for dinner. I went to the hotel first, got everybody unloaded, and parked the van. The only thing I did differently was to go fill up with gas before I parked for the night.
Mom didn't care for the two dinner options that were within walking distance but I told her it was that or delivery. She decided to take Door #1.
Dinner went well. We were behind the rush and it wasn't the weekend - so the crowd was lighter and the kitchen wasn't backed up. Everybody had a nice meal and we strolled back to the hotel.
Dad wanted to play cards again. I headed to Mom's room, bent her and her sister over the side of the bed, and fucked a couple orgasms into each of them. After that I left. On the way out of the door, they grumbled that I hadn't given them a creampie but I ignored them and walked out.
In our room, I quickly showered off and then made love to my girls. It was getting late by the time we finished but they had all been a little horny so I just gave them what they needed and then pulled them close, gave them goodnight kisses, and closed my eyes.
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The second morning on the road went a little more smoothly. I didn't have to knock on Mom and Dad's door or Aunt Lori and Uncle Sam's. I only had to knock once on Larry's and he promised that they would follow the schedule if I could give them ten minutes to shower, ten minutes to clear the room, and ten minutes to eat. I agreed - and then texted the rest of the group to give them the new schedule. A half-hour later, we were rolling down the ramp to merge onto the interstate.
I checked our ETA for getting home and then estimated for the girls how much time they would have to pack. Tory wanted me to come to her house to talk to her parents. Kay wanted to come along but I decided that that would make it complicated. For the time being, my plan was to tell her parents that she and I would be living together with the plan to get married as soon as we were able. They didn't need to know the rest. I planned to mention that we were all working on the ship - but not about the extramarital arrangements.
We got through the mid-morning gas and potty break without a hitch. I whispered to Dad to ask if it seemed like there was less grumbling and he just snickered.
Lunch went reasonably well as well and then we got back on the road. Input equals output and we stopped an hour later when bladders and bowels threatened to revolt. We made it two more hours after that for our last break. I warned them all that our next stop would be at home.
There was great rejoicing.
A little over two hours later, I pulled into the driveway and turned off the van. Larry and John quickly grabbed their things, hopped into Larry's car, and disappeared.
Uncle Sam laughed when I complained that I didn't even get a hug. He came over and offered me one and I accepted - and hugged him back. I offered him a kiss as well but he turned me down. Aunt Lori accepted on his behalf. She also slid her hand dangerously close to my ass before I eased out of her arms.
Dad got a hug. Mom got a hug and a kiss. The girls had all of the bags out of the van by that point - queued up in the yard. They gave all of the parents hugs and kisses.
I handed the keys to Dad and got into Tory's car. We drove to her house. I squeezed her fingers on her right hand while she drove with her left.
"What do I tell them?" she asked.
"Almost all of the truth," I said.
She laughed.
She had texted them that she was coming, that I was tagging along, and that she wanted to talk to them. They were waiting in the front room when we walked in. Both of them looked at me. I decided to just go ahead.
"Hi," I said. "Jay Benton. Kay's brother. Tory and I have been spending a lot of time together this week and we think we've got something worth pursuing. While we were on the ship, there were some mechanical problems and I used my skills from trade school to help them out. The guy who was ill - who I filled in for on the repair job - he's leaving the ship - or actually already did - two days ago. The ship's crew director has offered me a job. Tory and I have become pretty attached and she told the man that she wanted to come work on the ship as well - if they could find a place for her. Before we left Miami, she and I both signed contracts to set sail with them a day and a half from now. We're catching a plane in... (I looked at my phone)... two and a half hours... to head back to the ship so that she can get trained for her job."
Both of her parents were just staring at us.
