Heather was bouncing up and down on Jeff’s hard staff, like a girl on a mission. She leaned forward, placing her hands on his chest, and thrust back against him over and over again, taking his full length. Jeff pulled her down to his chest and grabbed her tender, abused ass cheeks, and lifted her up, thrusting up into her mightily, his hips almost a blur as he fucked her with a fierce need. She was crying out for him, begging him to fuck her, fuck her hard, and when he changed his motion to a series of long hard thrusts, her entire body shook while she came on his cock. Satisfied that he wouldn’t leave her hanging, he lifted her hips up again and found an angle and motion that gave him the most incredible feeling. His hands grasped her ass cheeks hard, dragging a moan from her, as he finally achieved his goal and sprayed her insides, holding her tight against him. Gasping, he let go of her, and leaned back, spent.
The girls excused themselves to the bathroom as the men got dressed.
“Think they’ve learned their lesson?” Harold asked.
“I hope not. The deal still on?”
“Absolutely. Whenever she gets too out of hand, I’ll send Heather to you for her ‘extended’ punishment.” Harold said.
“Exactly. Lynn will still get her regular spankings, but I’ll send her to you for her weekly attitude adjustment.” Jeff agreed. “If you want, we can always give them a dual punishment at my place during the day, when the wife’s away.”
“Not to interfere, but if I were you, I’d try to work out something with your wife. Come clean on the spankings at least. If you can.”
“I’ll think about it. I’m not sure our marriage is up to it. But I see what you’re saying.” He hesitated. “You see, it’s only a month or so more until she’s gone you know. Then I won’t have to hide anything.”
“Except holidays and summer break. For the next four to six years.” Harold reminded him. “Hell, she’s only two hours away. Throw in weekends too.”
“There is that.”
* * *
“Oh my God. That changes plans, don’t you think? No use in surprising Dad with our videos now.” Lynn said.
“Some. I still think Mom is in for quite a surprise.” Heather told her friend.
“Why? Is this so bad? Why do you want to mess it up?” Lynn asked.
“I don’t know. Teach him a lesson I guess. I’m still a little pissed he took everything away.”
“Think it over. I wouldn’t do it if I were you. We’ve got a good thing. I mean, I NEVER felt anything like that before. Jeez, you’re old man is hot.”
Heather laughed. “I know what you mean, I could spend an entire afternoon with your Dad between my legs, tongue and cock. That was pretty intense. We’re not going to be the most ignorant girls on campus after all.”
“Think about it, please. As for me, I think I’m going to go home and be naughty. See if I can’t get the old man to do me, too.”
“Good luck with that. They had this planned. I guess they just felt that fucking their own daughters was a little too much.” Heather reminded her.
“Not too much for me. I’ll get him to give in.”
“I bet you will.”
* * *
Heather was busy setting the table, vacuuming the floor, and getting everything ready for her Mom’s return. She’d even made a big banner that said “Welcome Home Mom” and “We Missed You.” On the dining room table they’d set out fresh flowers and had her school acceptance letter and Harold’s job offer letter setting on her plate.
Dad was working in the kitchen, pulling together her favorites for dinner, including a standing rib roast and asparagus. The bathroom had been converted into a huge candle lit homage to decadent bathing, with perfumes, bath oils, and over-sized towels and robes.
They were still finishing the last touches, when Heather saw the airport taxi was parked outside. “She’s here!” she shouted across the house.
Harold headed to the door, and hurried down the sidewalk his wife was trundling up, laden down with bags. When she saw him, she let go of everything and ran into his arms, hugging him desperately, clinging to him.
Heather was surprised. She always got the first hug! She always came first with Mom.
Not today. Janice just held her husband tightly. “Never again,” she murmured.
“I’ve missed you so badly,” Harold told her, stroking her hair, leaning down and kissing her neck.
“Me too,” Janice said.
“Hey, what about me? Old first born only child!” Heather reminded her parents from just inches away. She was surprised once more when instead of getting a hug from Mom, her parents opened their arms and pulled her into their hug, both of them showering her with kisses. It was nice.
Harold took the bags and followed his wife and daughter as they headed into the house, hand-in-hand. If the smile on his face was any larger, he’d give the Joker a run for his money.
Janice stopped just in the doorway. “Oh, it’s too much. Please, I don’t deserve this.”
“Of course you do Mom! We missed you.” Heather reminded her.
Harold stepped up behind her and wrapped her in his arms. “You deserve this and more, much more.”
Janice started crying and pulled away, running to the bedroom and shutting the door loudly behind her.
“What’s wrong with Mom?” Heather asked.
“She had a very hard time in New York,” Harold explained, “and she’s feeling down on herself. I think she’s also just overwhelmed by the change in her wonderful daughter. What kind of reception would she have gotten 6 months ago? Maybe you’d peel yourself away from the TV long enough to say hi?”
“Very funny, Dad.”
Harold knew it wasn’t funny at all. “Go start her bath, while we finish getting dinner ready, would you, pumpkin?”
Heather knocked on the bedroom door, and let herself in. She made a beeline for the bathroom, starting up the tub, and lighting the candles.
“You’re supposed to take a bath before dinner, to relax after that long ride,” Heather told her mother. She brought out a glass of wine. “This might help a little too.”
Janice took the cup and put it to the side. “Come here and give your old Mom a big hug.”
Heather flew into her arms, hugging her tight, and feeling tears in her own eyes. “You were gone so long, Mom.”
“Never again, baby. I’m sorry I left you two alone like that,” Janice said softly.