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From this point forward, Reggie repeatedly refers to Mrs. Williams as his mother-in-law during sex - so I'm switching the category from Mature to Incest/Taboo - since that's not socially acceptable in real life.
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~~~ Saturday ~~~
In the morning, Kasey and I straightened up the front room while the moms started on breakfast - real breakfast - not just bowls of cold cereal.
The doorbell rang and Kasey went to see who was there. I heard her gasp in alarm and ran across the front room towards the foyer - to meet Grandma Williams hurrying in - having shoved her way past her granddaughter.
"What the fuck, Grandma?" Kasey yelled, catching up to her.
I stood in her path, "What do you want?"
"Who's that hussy?" she asked, looking past me, over my shoulder.
I didn't really need to turn to look - since there was only one person in the house that she didn't know - but I did anyway. Of course she was looking at my mother - whose eyes were open wide.
"Not that it's any of your fucking business - but that happens to be my mother."
She didn't even have the decency to look chagrined at calling my mother a whore. She was peering around the front room - apparently looking for evidence of some misdeed.
"You are trespassing," I informed her. "Leave now or I will call the police."
"You wouldn't dare. I own this house."
I ignored her phishing attempt. I hadn't seen the papers but I was pretty sure the deed was in Mr. & Mrs. Williams' names - regardless of how much Kasey's grandmother had donated to the cause.
"You remember your police officer friend from the other day? I just happen to have his business card in my pocket. He specifically told me that - if I had ANY concerns - I should call him. Did you know that he confirmed that it was your number that called in that tip? He added that information to the police report that he filed."
Looking around the room and - obviously - not finding the den of iniquity that she'd expected - she stepped back.
"Fine. I'm leaving."
As she turned to go, I cleared my throat and said, "Just so you know, there will be an order of protection on this house by the end of the day. If you need to talk with Kasey or her mom in person, you can call and make an appointment to meet them at a public place."
She harrumphed but, otherwise, didn't respond. She did, however, slam the door on her way out.
I followed her - to make sure she'd actually left - and wasn't hiding somewhere in the house.
I waited until her Lincoln backed out - and then pulled away. There was a new tire on the driver-side rear.
I returned to the kitchen - where all three of the women in my life were staring at me.
I looked at mom and said, "Welcome to the Grandma Hates Me Club."
"No wonder Grandma Mitchell said bad things about her."
"What did your grandma say, Reggie?" Mrs. Williams asked me.
Kasey looked at her mom and said, "Nothing nice - and Grandma Mitchell is a lovely person - so that should be enough said. I would assume her memories of her former classmate were unembellished. The simplest response to your question would be that the woman has been this way all of her life."
Mrs. Williams nodded.
Mom stepped over and wrapped an arm around her, "I'm so sorry."
Kasey's mom sniffled, "I loved her son - and he loved me. He gave me Kasey. It was worth it."
Kasey joined the hug.
Meanwhile, I texted the police officer - making good on my threat to have an OP on the place by the end of the day.
When the sniffles had diminished, I said, "Kase?"
"Yeah?"
"Guess who had a new tire on their car?"
She started laughing so hard that she was holding her sides.
As we finished making - and then devouring - our breakfast, Kasey and I relayed the rest of the story about Grandma Williams' new tire.
When we had finished the tale about our protest against the neighborhood peeping Tom, my mother-in-law got out of her chair, walked over to me, and kissed me on the mouth, saying, "Thank you, Reggie."
My mom raised her eyebrows but said nothing.
I went to help Kasey's mom with the dirty dishes and she bent over the open dishwasher and turned to give me a wicked look.
I started belly-laughing.
Mom, of course, asked what was going on.
I told her that - the last time Mrs. Williams & I had been loading the dishwasher - there had been a mishap and Kasey's mom had ended up soaked.
"Yeah, that thing's a little sensitive," Kasey added, "you've gotta be careful about which buttons you're pushing."
Mom just smiled as the three of us giggled.
When mom & I had collected our things, Kasey & I gave Mrs. Williams hugs & kisses. I didn't make the kiss too long - but mom didn't even react this time - even though I know she noticed that I kissed Kasey's mom on the mouth again. Mom stepped up and gave her a hug as well. She suggested that Mrs. Williams keep the house locked up while the two of us were meeting with Pastor John.
As we headed to the door, I reminded her that the wedding party was going to the waterpark for the afternoon - and that we wouldn't be back until around dinner time.
She responded that she'd have something hot for me to eat when I returned.
I started to reply but Kasey swatted me on the ass and shoved me out the front door.
My mom just looked back and forth between the three of us.
Mom drove us home.
I ran in to grab my cinch-sack for the waterpark - and my car keys. I gave her a hug - and a kiss on the cheek - on the way out the door.
Pastor John asked us how we were doing, what problems had come up, and how we'd resolved them. We mentioned that Kasey's grandma was being a pest but that, otherwise, we thought we had most everything handled.
He offered a few more topics about maintaining a happy relationship and then prayed with us. As we left, he told us to call if we had any questions but that - otherwise - he would see us Friday at the rehearsal.
We told him that he was welcome to join us for dinner at Benny's after practice and he said he might come - commenting that he really enjoyed their burgers & fries.
Kasey and I hit the taco truck for lunch and then headed to the waterpark.
When she came out of the locker room, she had on a black one-piece that had hot pink trim & spaghetti straps. She looked amazing. I felt my cock rising to greet her and I did nothing about it. Fuck - she was hot!
She smiled, shyly, at me and I noticed that her nipples were hard. I wanted to touch her so badly - but I'd already agree to be good.
Nick showed up next. He paused, briefly, looking at my fiancée and then told her she looked gorgeous. He was being completely genuine and Kasey took the compliment with a smile. We walked over and sat on the edge of the shallow pool - waiting for the others to arrive.
Cindy was, obviously, worried about her curves - and tried to hide it with a swim-dress. It was cute but she would have done her body more justice to go bold. Curves aren't my thing - but - it was pretty obvious that Paul liked what he saw. The lifeguard yelled at him to go easy with his hands.
Natalie came out in a one-piece like Kasey's - but Nat's had a printed design down the front - where Kase's was plain.
The eye-catching part of Natalie's suit, however, was the zipper - outlined in white - that ran from her neck to her navel. It was zipped all the way up - but the allure was that she could make it as sexy as she wanted - whenever she wanted.
A stream of curse words came out of Nick's mouth that would have had Pastor John worried.
I suggested we go hit the waterslides and Nick complained that he wasn't going to be able to stand up for a little while. Natalie glided over and offered him her hand - but he still wouldn't get up.
She leaned over, kissed him on the cheek, and whispered in his ear. The next thing I knew, he was leading the way to the waterslides.
When Kasey asked her what she had said to him to get him to move, she replied that she told him, "The longer it takes you to move, the lower I unzip my zipper."
Kasey laughed but then leaned closer and whispered, "Looks like Nick's packin', Cuz..." I only heard what she said because she was holding my hand as we walked through the crowds. Natalie punched her in the arm and giggled.
It's probably not very nice to admit, but, I'm proud to say my girl was getting more looks than anybody else in the place. "If they only knew ...," I thought. "Her mother is just as hot."
Kasey's cousin, Natalie, was no slouch either - and so gentle with my friend. I was ecstatic with how things seemed to be turning out for Nick.
Three hours later, we had done just about everything there was to do - and were relaxing on the lazy river - when Paul got caught trying to slide his dick into Cindy on the two-person inner-tube - and we were asked to leave.
Cindy was fairly unapologetic. She told the lifeguard this was the first time she'd had a boyfriend who was brazen enough to try to fuck her in public and she was pretty damned happy about it. The lifeguard apologized but stated that she was just following the rules. She suggested that Cindy take him to Coney Island or the zoo.
Outside, at the park entrance, Kasey talked a passerby into taking a few pictures of the wedding party. I realized, at that moment, that we didn't have anybody lined up to take photos of the ceremony. After we said our good-byes, as Kasey and I walked to the car, holding hands, I asked her about it. She said Natalie's little sister was pretty good with a camera and she'd give her a buzz.
When she turned to answer me, she caught me leaning backwards to watch her ass as we approached the car. She released my hand and reached down to stroke my hard-on through my swimsuit. I moaned.
She sprinted ahead, laid her towel on the hot hood of the car, and hopped up to sit on the edge - opening her arms for me to cuddle.
I advised her that this was not a good idea - my cock hardening even more at the sensual buffet before my eyes. She stayed put, inviting me in.
I think she expected a kiss - but I dove into her arms and started nibbling the rigid bumps on the front of her suit. Her fingers twined into my hair as she gasped and then started giggling.
