Double Dating With The Parents - Version Alpha
by Lubrican
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Epilogue
There's
an old saying in the military that goes
something like this: No battle plan ever survives contact with the
enemy.
Basically,
what that means is that, no matter how well
you plan something, unforeseen circumstances will rear their heads and
fuck
things up.
The
first evidence of this in this little family's new
arrangement can't honestly be called a "fuck up", in that it didn't
require any changes to the formula to be made. On the other hand, it
was the
very definition of "fuck up".
It
happened when Karen went to the doctor to get a
prescription for birth control pills. The doctor said he couldn't
prescribe
them to her, because she was already pregnant. The subsequent
discussion, plus
tests he ran, established that her probable date of conception was late
July,
earlier that year. Her due date was set in April of the following year.
While
this did not require modification of "the
plan" as it was referred to, it did speed up the wedding a bit, and it
brought a whole new significance to the dating other people thing. Now
that was
very serious, and had to be done in a convincing manner, because the
wedding
was going to take place the day before school started.
Basically,
Mandy and Jack were going to return to
school as step-siblings.
In
one sense, though, it made it easier to get the
whole scam off to a great start. Mandy was able to deliver the news to
her
friends that her father had "saddled her" with Jack Ross as her new
step brother, and commiserate with them about her misfortune. When one
of the
girls said, "I think he's kind of cute," that allowed Mandy to say,
"Well, you can have him. He farts and eats all our food and
leaves his stinky shoes lying around."
Likewise,
when Jack got back with his friends, he was
able to say, "I thought having Mandy for a sister would be cool. You
know,
like I might get to see her running around in her underwear or
something? But man, what a bitch she turned out to be!
Everything
is hers, and she thinks she can order
me around."
Gradually,
as a few weeks passed, and then a month,
and then two months, they found it was easy to act like step-siblings
at
school, calling each other brother and sister and achieving a sort of
public
level of peaceful coexistence with each other. People expected them to
learn to
get along, so they gradually did that. But it was clear to their friends that their relationship was based on the tolerance required of two young people who had been forced into close contact. They were, as things turned out, both good actors.
And
then, when they got home, behind closed doors,
Jack mounted his lover and rodded her long, deep,
and continuous, as they reaffirmed their undying love
for each other.
Both
Bob's and Karen's parents had passed on, so there
was a small, hastily thrown together wedding to which some teachers,
some auto
parts store employees,
and some volunteers of the Boggy Creek Restoration
Project were invited. Karen and Bob settled into married life with very
few
bumps. Their primary concern was that there wasn't enough room in
either house
for both teens to have their own room, much less have a room to use as
a
nursery for the baby. To that end, they worked with a realtor in town,
putting
both their houses on the market, and looking for something bigger.
There were a
number of suitable properties on the market that would fill their needs
nicely,
but the economy in that part of the world was depressed. While that
meant it
was a buyer's market for them, not many people were interested in
buying either
Bob's or Karen's homes for their full worth. Taking a leap of faith,
they
decided to rent out their old houses and buy a new one, a bank foreclosure,
which they got for a song.
As
things turned out, they were able to charge rent
that was almost double what their old mortgages were, and that paid
for the
new one. It meant they were landlords, but that was manageable because
the new
house, while just outside of town, was close enough they could keep a
close eye
on the rental properties. Bob was handy, and thought he could take care
of most
upkeep issues in the rental properties.
For
Jack and Amanda, the subterfuge of being lovers
privately, while pretending to have no interest in each other publicly,
became
a game that was great fun. That first year, while they were juniors,
their
dating patterns were those of kids who want to have fun, but not get
tied down.
Because of that it seemed normal to their peers that they went on a lot
of
group dates. Twice they were on a group date in each other's company,
though
ostensibly with other partners. But that was the thing about group
dating. Unless
couples were already formally going together, the group was usually
comprised
of kids who just wanted to hang out and have fun together. There were a
lot of
kids, as it turned out, who didn't want the drama of a "real" boyfriend
or girlfriend. There were some
individual dates, primarily to school dances that year. Prior to going
on those
dates, the young couple would lie in bed, either making love or after
finishing
that pursuit, and talk about what was going to be okay and not allowed
when
they went out with other people. Both trusted each other enough to
allow more
latitude than their parents would ever have believed.
Mandy,
for example, spent ten minutes kissing her date
good night on the front porch after the Winter Wonderland dance that
year. Karen
"saved" her by turning on the porch light and opening the door. That
young man went home with blue balls for sure. Jack also kissed some
girls good
night, but not with the interest Mandy did. She was intent on getting a
few
rumors started by the boys she kissed, and it worked. She never allowed
anything more than kissing, though. And when the rumors included a
little more
than that, she didn't complain. One boy said he'd gotten in her
panties,
though, and she scorned him in public during lunch, yelling at him for
being a
liar. He didn't get any dates for two months after that.
Also
to advance the theory that her brother was a pain
in the ass, whenever Mandy had a sleepover, and there were half a dozen
nubile
young women cavorting about the house, Jack made a pest of himself. One
time he
knocked on her door and, when it was answered by a girl dressed in
pajamas,
Jack leered at her, before saying, "Tell Mandy she needs to do her
chores,
because I'm not going to do them for her." Mandy had reacted by
yelling,
"Go away, you dick, and leave my friends alone!" Bob showed up
eventually and sternly reminded her that she would still be held
accountable
for her chores, before he ordered Jack to leave the girls alone.
They
played their parts superbly, and no one in school
believed there was any interest between them of an even faintly
romantic
nature.
Karen
was one of those women who carry a baby easily,
and even up into the eighth month she had relatively little discomfort.
At
home, her belly was a popular place for one or the other family members
to rest
their heads, talking to the baby in there, or resting a hand on her
stretched
skin to await movement. Only when her due date was two weeks away did
she feel
like a beached whale who had to waddle everywhere she went.
Her
due date came and passed, but only by two days,
before she gave birth to her second child, a girl, who they named
Jennifer
Lynne. Jennifer's presence altered things subtly, at first, primarily
because
of the noise she made in the middle of the night. But during the day
she had
lots of caregivers. Amanda in particular spent hours learning how to
take care
of her baby sister, thinking of it as practice for when she would get
to let
Jack make one of these precious things inside her.
Jack
and Bob, for reasons unknown, both had the knack
of rocking little Jennifer to sleep, even when she fought it.
That
summer, after taking driver's ed, Jack got his
license, and a job at the auto parts store, delivering parts to the
various
mechanics and garages in town.
During
their senior year, after a year had passed
while the marriage settled into something that could be defined as
bliss, and
the teens began to begin to truly understand what a marriage involved,
the normal
changes in any relationship resulted in things that were different from
the
previous year. As seniors, the kids felt like the future loomed a bit.
Having
something at home that very few teens get to have, the thought of all
the
changes that would result when they left home for college was a little
worrisome. So, too, was the pressure for their relationships in public
to
become more serious.
After
talking about this, Jack and Mandy agreed that
something more than kissing might be required on dates during their
senior
year. That said, neither wanted to do more than was necessary to keep
the fraud
going. But even that ended up causing some difficulties. On one date
with a boy
named Reggie Cooper, Mandy's bullshit meter malfunctioned. She thought
she
liked the boy he pretended to be and his slick technique caused Mandy
to find
herself with his hand under her shirt and her own hand gripping the
erection in
his pants. It was clear Reggie was going for the gold, but she managed
to
extricate herself from that by telling him she wasn't on the pill and
was
terrified of becoming pregnant. He tried everything, from telling her
he'd pull
out, to swearing he could get her the morning after pill, but she
insisted he
had to take her home. He wasn't happy, but he didn't push it, no doubt
thinking
that he'd have better luck in the future, when he would be sure to have
a
condom with him. She didn't go out with him again, though, and told him
point
blank that the reason she was turning him down was because she wasn't
sure she
couldn't stop herself again.
With
Jack, the problem wasn't what he wanted to do. It
was what the girl who was trying to ensnare him wanted. And she wanted
it all. He
managed to resist her attempts to get him to fuck her by getting her
off with
his fingers and then taking her home. Later was it revealed she was
already
pregnant, and wanted someone to blame it on other than the boy who had
actually
gotten her that way.
He
was sobered by what had almost happened to him. In
a burst of what can only be called panic, he told some people at school
that he
was thinking about becoming a priest. The non-Catholic girls in school
assumed
he was Catholic and the Catholic girls lost interest in him completely,
even
though they never saw him at mass.
When
Mandy heard about how her brother was going to
become a priest, she teased him by using her rabbit right in front of
him one
night. It was the first time she'd ever done that. Nor had he seen her
vibrator
in action, though he knew where it was stored.
"If
you're going to be a priest, then we can't
have sex," she said, arching her hips as the rabbit buzzed inside her.
"I'll
have to resort to this from now on, I suppose."
When
she confided in Karen how he had reacted, Karen
got her own vibrator out one night before Bob came to bed. She was
using it
when he came into the bedroom from putting Jennifer down to sleep. He
stopped
and stared, his jaw slack.
"We haven't had a real fight yet," she said,
sliding the buzzing thing in and out of her pussy. "When we do, I just
want you to know I have other options."
Then
she laughed so hard that her internal muscles
fairly squirted the vibrator out onto the sheet, where it happily
whirred in a
circle before she could reach it to turn it off.
Another
reason dating began to get less frequent was
both kids' stated intent to win scholarships. To mesh with his story
about the
priesthood, which he was beginning to wish he hadn't come up with, Jack
said he
wanted to get a degree in accounting before he went to the priesthood,
so that
he could work in the financial hierarchy of the church. Amanda simply
said she
had to have a scholarship or she wouldn't be able to go to college at
all.
Bob
contacted the university his teaching degree had
come from. They had an alumni program that gave preferential admittance
to the
children of alumni, as long as they had a 3.2 GPA or above. Upon
graduation
Amanda had a 3.3 GPA and Jack had a 3.6, so they were in. That this
school was
in a different region of the country only ensured that they were
unlikely to
meet anyone they had known in high school when they went there. It also
meant a
drive of ten hours to get home for holidays, but two college kids,
sharing the
driving time, can drive double that, without blinking an eye.
College
was a challenge, especially that first year,
because university policy required that they live in the dorm for their
freshman year. For the first time since becoming lovers, they were
separated. It
wasn't easy. Coming home became precious time to them, because while
home they
could revert to sleeping together. The first time they came home, for
Thanksgiving, they didn't come out of their room until noon the next
day.
So
distracted were they that it wasn't until they did
appear, after a marathon night of sexual satisfaction, that they
noticed the
gentle swell that was Bob's second successful impregnation of his wife.
This
time it was planned.
The
kids weathered the remainder of that year, in part
because Bob gave them tips on how to find places to be alone together
outside
the dorms. One of those was the suggestion that Jack join a fraternity.
Sorority
houses were still closed to men guests, for the most part, but frat
guys had
been sneaking women into their houses for decades. And, of course,
there was
Christmas break, and then Spring Break, with only a couple of months
before
they were back home for the summer and living together again.
"The
new baby" as Amanda called it, was born
in June, and Karen insisted Mandy be with her in labor and delivery.
Bob was
there too, but Karen wanted Mandy to know what to expect. It sobered
the young
woman, but did not quash her desire to have Jack's baby some day.
Their
sophomore year allowed them to live out of the
dorms. Jack had, in fact, joined a frat, and lived in the frat house.
Mandy
found three roommates, two girls and a guy, and they rented a house
that had
seen better years when Bob was going there. But, finally, they could
manage a
night together two or three times a week. By this time Jack had settled
on
elementary education as his major. Amanda had become fascinated with
computers
and graphic arts, and was aiming in that direction.
By
all counts, this unusual romance, on the part of
both of the original double daters, had been a storybook success. But
with each
passing year the odds that something would fuck things up got greater
and
greater.
That
unforeseen fuckup happened during their junior
year in college. In October Mandy ran out of birth control pills and,
because
she was so busy with classes, she didn't get to the school clinic to
get a
refill for a week. That was enough. By
then Jack had moved out of the frat house and was one of Mandy's
roommates. They
slept together every night, and everybody they knew were well aware
they were a
couple. When, by Thanksgiving, Mandy hadn't had a period, she confided
that
fact to Karen when they got home.
A
home pregnancy test announced the bad news.
There
was some crying, but by Thanksgiving Day this
unplanned addition to the human race was given thanks for while Jack
squeezed
her hand.
Finishing
school that year was no problem, because the
baby wasn't due until July. The issue would be how to complete her
senior year.
When
they got back after Thanksgiving break, Mandy
made some inquiries and learned that, for married students, there was
daycare
available.
And
so it was that, in June of that year, in a private
ceremony in the back yard of Bob and Karen's home, a marriage license
issued in
one state was honored by the minister of another state, who joined Jack
P. Ross
and a very gravid Amanda S. Thurlow in matrimony. Jack had to bend
forward at
the waist, as if he was formally bowing to his bride, to be able to
kiss her
lips.
Though
the wedding was private, Mandy's swollen belly
could not be kept that way, and they all knew it. But years had passed
and so,
with great courage, Amanda went to see one of her high school friends
who was
also married and had three children by now. She had, in fact, married
her high
school sweetheart, who worked for his father in the family business.
"When
did this happen?" said Claudia.
"Pretty
close to eight months ago," said
Mandy, easing down onto Claudia's couch.
"Are
you married?"
"Yes,
and you won't guess in a million years who
to," said Mandy easily.
"Who?"
"Remember
Jack?"
"No
way!" gasped Claudia. "I thought he
was going to be a priest. Wait! He's your brother!"
"Step-brother,"
said Mandy. "Last year he decided maybe the priesthood wasn't for
him."
"But
you? And him? You guys fought like cats and
dogs!"
"I
know, I know," said Mandy. "Who
knew? Inside that complete dickhead there was actually a nice guy. It
took two
years of college to bring it out, but there you go."
"I
have to hear the story of how that happened," said
Claudia, her
eyes sparkling.
"For
the first two years we hardly saw each
other. His major and mine are different. But then, last year, we
decided to
room together, to save money," said Mandy. "And I realized that in
the two years we had nothing to do with each other he'd turned into a
decent
kind of guy. Or maybe he was all along. It was hard on us when our
parents got
married. We were used to being only children, I think."
"I
get that," said Claudia, nodding in
sympathy.
"Anyway,
one night some people were over and we
got drunk and the next thing I knew we were waking up in the same bed
the next
morning."
"What
a shocker!" gasped Claudia.
"You're
telling me? Especially since I wasn't on
the pill." Amanda patted her pregnant belly and put a sad face on, but
then brightened. "Of course we didn't know about this then. I mean I
knew
something had happened, and we were both naked, so we had to deal with
that. Anyway,
we started talking and found out we have a lot more in common than we
thought. And
we already knew each other. Or at least we did, back then. And things
just kind
of clicked."
"But
... can you actually marry your
step-brother?" Claudia's brow wrinkled.
"Actually,
you can," said Amanda. "We
were raised separate except for two years, and there was never any
romantic
interest back then. Or even when we first got to college. So the clerk
of the
county we live in said it was no problem and issued us a license."
"Well
how about that," sighed Claudia. "When
are you due?"
"July
the fourth," said Amanda. "Can
you believe that? I can't wait."
"You
don't have to tell me," said Claudia,
who had been dealing with three little ones while this entire
conversation had
gone on. "Can you stay for dinner? I know Reggie would love to see you.
Didn't
you go out with him in school?"
"Once,"
said Mandy. "But I have to go. I
just wanted to stop in and say hi. It's been so long. There are a
couple of
other people I want to see too. It's so good to see you again. You've
been very
busy," she said, motioning at the children.
"Reggie's
such a horn dog, even now," she
said. "He was that way in high school too. But
then you went out with him, so you
probably know."
"It's
why I only went out with him once,"
said Mandy, grinning.
"He'd
be so jealous if he saw you now. I swear,
he tried to knock up every girl he ever conned into going out with him."
"Including
you, apparently," said Amanda,
grinning. "Which is a good reason for him not to see me," she added,
firmly. "He's your man now. I don't want him getting jealous over
me."
"You
always did have scruples," said
Claudia.
"I
didn't want to end up like this," said
Mandy, patting her belly again. "Not back then. As you can see, if you
don't stay right on top of those scruples, then things happen." She
smiled
and rubbed her pregnant belly.
She
left, knowing that, in Claudia's circle, the news
she had delivered would circulate with lightning speed. She did not, in
fact,
go see any of her other old friends.
And,
by the time Jack drove her back to school for
their last year, transporting one-month-old Craig Emerson Ross in
Jennifer's
hand-me-down infant car seat, in the back, a significant number of
people Jack
and Mandy had gone to high school with did, in fact, know that she had
married
her step-brother.
But nobody really cared.
The End
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