Double Dating With The Parents - Version Bravo
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Bob was sitting on the
couch, staring at the wall.† Heíd tried to watch TV, but that just seemed
wrong, somehow.† He checked his watch for probably the tenth time in the half
hour since Karen had disappeared into Amandaís bedroom.†
He had just decided to
make a pot of coffee when Karen suddenly appeared.† She looked tired. She also
should be okay now," she said.
there anything I need to know?† To do?"
You need to take her shopping for one of her own," said Karen.† "I need mine
back as soon as possible."
always help you take care of things," he suggested, only half joking.
help me take care of things four or five times a day?" she asked, sweetly.
much?!" he gasped.
seem to have affected me in that way," she said.
Jackís having enough problems as it is."
that," said Bob. "But we canít let them run our lives for us."
know.† I think we just need some time, to let them get used to the idea of us,
and to learn how to deal with these new feelings theyíre having."
double dates," she said. "You and I are going out alone."
can see each other at our houses.† You and Amanda can come to our house
sometimes, and weíll come over here sometimes. Theyíll get to see each other
but it will be under controlled circumstances."
them at home," he said.† "You know theyíre still going to want to do things."
will have her toy, and Iíll honor my contract with Jack," she said.† "Can you
live with that?"
this happen to us?" he sighed.
happened because we let them go on dates," she said. "And we fell for each
other at the same time."
you look at it that way, then itís worth it.† At least as far as Iím
I doubt anybody else would agree ... but I do," she said, softly, reaching for his hand and pulling him up.† "I need to
go. I want to stay, but that would be a very bad idea right now."
he said. "I know what Iíd want to do if you stayed."
is exactly why I want to stay," she smiled. "One kiss good night.† Thatís all.†
Dear," he said.
keep your hands in your pockets," she commanded.
She held his face in her
hands while she kissed him.† When she pulled back, she said, "I like it when
you call me ĎDear.í"
sorry to have dragged you over here," he said.
okay.† If Iíd stayed home the batteries would have died and Iíd have just been
She gave him another
peck on the lips.
so tired that I might actually be able to go to sleep when I get home."
Bob walked by Mandyís
room on his way to his own bedroom.† He paused to listen, but didnít hear
He went on to his room
and took off his clothes.† He was semi hard.
But like Karen, he was
just too tired to deal with trying to masturbate.
He crawled into bed and
was asleep within minutes.
Saturday morning dawned
bright and warm.† Bob woke to the sound of pans banging in the kitchen and he
got up to pad sleepily in there to see what was going on.
Mandy was making
pancakes, dressed only in panties and a tank top.
Daddy!" she said, her voice bubbly.† "Howíd you sleep?"
nearly long enough," said Bob.† "What time is it?"
she said, cheerfully.
never get up this early," he groaned.
like a log," she said.† "When I woke up I just couldnít stay in bed."†
She grinned, happily.
Iím going back to bed," he said.
youíre not. We have to go shopping today.† I promised Karen."
that isnít going to work.† Theyíre not going to allow a fifteen-year-old in one
of those places that sell that kind of stuff."
that," she said. "Karen and I talked about that too.† But Iím going to go
online and look at some things.† I can show you what I want, and then you can
go in and get it for me."
donít we just order it online?" he asked.
I promised Iíd give hers back today, and ordering one online would take a week.†
Iím not going without one of those for a week, Daddy."
wonít take that long.† Thereís a store across town that sells sex toys. Itís
called Cumminí Round The Mountain.† It opens at ten.† We can
deliver Karenís back to her on the way and be home by noon.† Then you can take
It wouldnít do any good
to argue with her, so he returned to his bedroom, took a shower in the master
bath, trimmed his beard, got dressed, and returned to the kitchen, where a
stack of pancakes awaited him.† Mandy was humming happily, sitting at the
computer. He could see a full page of sex toys on the screen.
awakened in an alternate universe," he sighed.
She ignored him,
clicking the mouse.† He heard the printer warm up.
Worried sheíd whisk him
out of the house before he could eat, he buttered his pancakes, drizzled syrup
on them, and tucked in, to fill his stomach.
By the time he was
finished eating and had put the dishes in the dishwasher, Mandy was dressed in
shorts and a halter top.† Sandals graced her feet.† She sat down at the table
and laid two printed pages on its surface.
have any idea how difficult this is going to be for me?" he asked, as he
finally was able to delay no more, and sat down.
have any idea how hard it is for a girl to ask her father to go buy her a
vibrator?" she shot back.
not acting like itís very hard."
really not," she said, grinning. "But I had to tease you."
itís hard for me," he insisted.
youíd have just helped me like I asked you to, then Karen wouldnít have had to
loan me hers and I wouldnít know what I was missing," she said.
couldnít help you.† Dads donít help their daughters masturbate.† It just isnít
didnít care then and I still donít care," she said, pugnaciously.† "Itís
nobodyís business but ours."
one do you want?" he sighed.
She showed him the two
pages, each of which had eight devices depicted in glorious color.† She had
circled two on each page.
the dildo kind," she said, shoving one page at him.†
The names of the ones
circled were:† All American Whopper Vibrator and Purple Six Inch
Realistic Dildo With Oscillating Action.†
these are the rabbit kind," she said, pushing the other page toward him.†
On that one she had
circled the Rotating G Spot Rabbit Vibrator and the one called My
First Jack Rabbit Vibrator.
decide," she sighed.† "Theyíre not all that expensive.† Could I maybe have one
of each kind?"
Bob was staring at these
foreign looking things that his daughter wanted to shove up in her adolescent
pussy.† Some of them looked incredibly realistic, including the All American
Whopper Vibrator.† Some of them looked like some kind of torture device.†
The two rabbits fit in that category.
In either case, the
image of his little girl, writhing on her bed while fucking herself with any
of these things made him feel like he wanted to go hide somewhere.
What was worse was that
he was getting an erection, thinking about it.
sure you want one of these?" he asked.
... there is another one, but you wouldnít let me have it."
one?" he asked.
get mad if I told you.† So never mind."
would I get mad?"
promise not to get mad, okay?"
She stared at him for a
few seconds and then stood up.
but donít say I didnít warn you."
She went back to the
computer and clicked the mouse to get to another page.† A long, thin tube
appeared on the screen.† She got up and indicated he should sit down to view
It was called Clone A
Willy, and it was a kit to make an exact copy of the real, live, erect
penis of your choice.† The resulting model could then be used either by itself,
or with a vibrator inserted inside it.
penis do you want to make a copy of?" he asked.
or Jackís," she said.† "I havenít seen Jackís, but Iím pretty sure that
mine?" he croaked.
I love you and Iíve seen how big it is pushing out your PJs.† It looks like it
would be at least as long as the ones on the dildo page."
Mandy," he groaned.
"Don't curse, father," she said. "I warned you youíd be mad."
Amanda didnít restrict the torture to her father.† When they got to Karenís, she returned the dildo to her right
in front of Jack.
washed it really good," she said.† "Thank you so much for letting me use it.†
It was fantastic. I slept like a baby."
Jackís eyes bulged and
his mouth dropped open.
welcome," said Karen.† "But it was mean-spirited to return it to me in front of
sorry," said Mandy, looking at Jack.† "Since guys can do that so easily, I didnít think it would bother you."
Jack was still staring
at the thing in his motherís hand.† It was one of the realistic kind, about
eight inches long with oversized balls that held the batteries and the controls
to turn it on and off.† There was also a selector for speed.† Bob had a pretty
good idea of what the poor kid was thinking.† He was probably thinking the same
thing Bob had thought.† That thing had been stuffed up in Mandyís pussy while
she had an orgasm or two around it.† And if he wasnít thinking about that, then
he was thinking about it being in his motherís vagina. Either way, her inadvertent(?) reference to sleeping like a baby after using something that replicated what made a baby hadn't helped.
If he wasn't already in a bad way already, he would be if he found out his girlfriend was on her way to have her father buy her her very own fake penis, which would, no doubt, "see" the inside of her adolescent pussy before the bell in the clock tower of the Pulaski State Bank, downtown, struck twelve, that day.
Luckily for Jack, where they were going didn't come up, but when they were in the
car again Bob lit into her.
want to tell me what that was all about?" he growled.
know what.† You did that on purpose. You showed Jack something very personal.†
What do you think heís thinking about right now?"
where that thing has been," she said.
Why would you do that to him?"
Iím pissed off!" she yelled.
thought you were all happy after last night."
"She told me what she does for him!" snarled Amanda.
Why?† I donít understand." And he didnít.† He
understood why Karen had told him about it, but couldnít fathom why
sheíd tell Mandy something like that.
he said he was going to," said Amanda, all the fury gone out of her in a few
seconds.† She seemed defeated.† "He said he wasnít going to lie to me, and when
he found out she was coming over here last night he said that if she didnít
tell me, he would."
sorry, Baby," he sighed. "Thatís a lot for you to deal with.† I understand why
youíd be angry at them."
mad at her," said Amanda.† "And Iím not really mad at him.† The reason Iím mad
is because I canít do that to help him.† Nobody would let me do
that.† But somebody else will do it for him.† And meanwhile Iím dying and
nobody will help me. Not like she is.† I wanted you to, but ohhh no.† I have to
use a fake penis, but he gets a real, live, warm hand. Itís not fair!"
sorry," he said again.
youíre not," she growled.† "You and Karen are going to procreate all over the
place.† You two are going to be gloriously happy.† But Jack and I are going to
have to wait for two or three whole years before we can do that.† And by then
heíll be tired of waiting and find some other girlfriend.† Or maybe his mother will be his girlfriend!"
not Karenís fault that you feel this way," said Bob.
know," she said, miserably.† "And I know you tried to warn me.† And she tried
to warn Jack.† And I know we were both too stubborn to listen.† I know all
that.† Thatís part of why Iím so frustrated."
refused to let you go on a date youíd have been miserable too," he said.
"Is this what love is like?† Does love just make you miserable?"
"Not always," he said, "but being in love while youíre too young to do what comes natural will make you
miserable. Thatís your problem right now.† Your body is ready but the world
wonít let you be who you want to be."
not actually in love," she said.† "I mean we like each other a lot, but I know
itís not love.† It might be some day, but I doubt it."
deciding things before they happen," he said, gently. "If you do that, it can
become a self-fulfilling prophecy.† Donít fall into that trap, Mandy.† You like him and he likes
you.† So run with that. Each of you has a way to deal with the feelings that
get generated.† Most kids have to navigate all that by themselves.† Thatís why
so many hearts get broken.† Donít kill it just because it isnít exactly like
you want it to be."
know," she sighed.
They drove on.† He
wasnít sure she actually wanted to go buy a vibrator any more.
you," she said, softly.
letting me yell."
welcome. I love you."
you do.† I think thatís one reason I want you to help me like she helps him.† I
canít think of any man other than Jack and you who Iíd even let touch me."
you what," he said.
can wait until you turn sixteen ... Iíll think about it."
The hope in her voice sent shivers through him.
be like Karen does.† Only masturbation.† Nothing else.† And not very often."
she yipped.† "I promise Iíll wait and try not to be frustrated."
canít tell Jack. Or Karen."
things are weird enough as it is," he said.
Things got a little
weirder when they got to Cumminí Round The Mountain, which was located
on the side of town where all the bars and liquor stores were.† As if just thinking about buying his daughter something to fuck herself with wasn't enough, he couldn't help but reflect on how things might go if someone he knew saw him there. Even worse could be what happened if a passing police officer saw a very underage Mandy sitting in the car outside an adult sex store and stopped to investigate. Bob had a short, terrifying fantasy wherein he kept saying, "She really is my daughter, officer, I swear!"
e wasn't sure
what to expect when he opened the door and went inside. His uncertainty vanished almost immediately as it was replaced by astonishment at the overwhelming plethora of things he saw on the walls, and in display cases, or on the shelves of free
standing units.† There were two other customers in the store, a woman and a
man.† A girl who looked no more than nineteen sat at the register, leafing
through a magazine.
The male customer was
off in one corner looking at a wall covered with videos.† To his dismay, the
woman was standing in front of a confounding profusion of the kind of devices
Bob was there to look at.† He felt himself blushing as he had to stand next to
her to look for what Amanda wanted him to find.† The two printouts were
gripped in his hand.
The woman glanced at
him, shocking him by looking him up and down.† Her eyes noticed the printouts.
"I don't usually
see men looking at these," said the woman, with a small smile on her face.
"It's not for
me," blurted Bob, who then felt foolish.
comforting."† She looked at the pages in his hand again.† "Somebody's
wish list?" she suggested.
yeah."† He couldn't tell her it was his daughter who had circled the items
on the pages.
"It's none of my
business," she said, "But I'd be happy to help you."
"I couldn't ask you
to do that," he said, weakly.
she said.† "I have some experience in the field.† I'm Sarah, by the way.†
Divorced and happy to be that way."
"Let's see what she
wants," said Sarah, extending her hand.† "If you don't mind, of
hell," sighed Bob, and handed her the printouts.
"Well, she has good
taste," said Sarah.† "Let's see."
Her eyes lifted to range
over the multitude of amazingly similar, yet incomprehensibly different things
displayed on the wall.
"For the vibrator
..." she said, as if to herself, "I'd recommend this one."
She reached for a
package and pulled it off the rod that supported two more.
"It has this bend
in the end to tickle her G spot, and this little swelling right here at the
bottom will vibrate her clit deliciously."
She handed it to him and
he took it in two fingers, letting it dangle from them.
"It's just a
toy," she said, smiling. "It won't bite you."
"Sorry.† This is my
first time doing this," he said.
"Don't worry about
it.† The first time I came in here I expected to get caught up in some police
raid.† It's just a store, though.† Now it just feels like I'm going into a Bed,
Bath and Beyond."† She grinned.† "Way beyond."
He felt his face flame
and she laughed.
"Now, let's find
your girl the best rabbit.† I own two, and I love one of them to pieces.† I got
it here.† It has to be around here somewhere."
She started searching
and Bob just stood, his eyes ranging over brightly colored phallic shaped
devices.† He saw one that looked like it might have been cut off of some porn
star and preserved.† He couldn't believe the detail, and couldn't help but
think somebody sat at a bench somewhere and created the original to make a mold
from which this one had been made.
said Sarah, startling him.† "I know these are supposed to take care of
things when you're not around, but I promise you this one will get you
She handed him a package
that had the torture device looking one in it.† Sarah pointed to the thickest,
going in a circle about this big."† She put her thumb and forefinger an
inch and a half apart.† "Meanwhile these little ears right here are
fluttering right against her clit.† It will drive her wild.† I promise."
gasped Bob.† He took the package and fled.
At the register the
nineteen-year-old acted like he was at a convenience store buying a piece of
pizza and a donut.
"Is this it?"
"Did you find
everything you need?"
"Don't forget the
batteries," she reminded him.
"Right.† Thanks.† I
She got him the value
pack of batteries.
"These will fit in
both of those," she said.
Then she rang him up.
Back in the car Mandy had
been getting impatient.
"It took you
forever!" she complained, snatching the plastic sack out of his hand.
She pulled out a device
and examined it.
"It's not exactly
the same," she noted. "But it looks like it will be lots of
The rabbit was next.
sighed.† "That looks so nasty!"
Bob started the car.
Daddy," said his fifteen-year-old daughter.† "I can't wait!"
Bob couldn't hear it, but the bell in the bank tower hadn't even struck eleven times before his daughter had opened both packages, installed the batteries, and fucked her adolescent pussy to a crushing orgasm.
Thankfully, he also couldn't hear the buzzing and whirring of the devices that gave her that orgasm.
But he knew exactly what she was doing behind that closed door.
are we going to go out?" asked Bob.† His daughter and Karen's son were playing a
video game on the TV in Bobís living room.† The two adults had been sipping
coffee and talking in the kitchen.
to figure out what to do with the kids while we do that," she said.† "We canít
leave them home alone."
he agreed.† They both knew what would happen if they did that.
an idea, but it will take some coordination."
want to share?" he said.
them both at friends' houses for sleepovers.† That way they canít get together
while you and I are on a date."
it," said Bob.
that means they both have to arrange that for the same night."
theyíll cooperate and help make that happen," said Bob.
The kids did cooperate.†
Maybe that should have made their parents suspicious.† But they weren't.
Jack arranged to stay
over at Reggie Cooper's house the next Friday night, and Mandy wangled an
invitation from Claudia Montgomery, a friend she sometimes studied math with.†
Once the kids were off
to stay with friends, Bob stopped by Karen's to pick her up.† She answered the
door dressed in jeans and a flannel lumberjack shirt.
reservations at Delmonico's," said Bob, who was in a sport coat and tie.
"I made a tuna and
noodle casserole," said Karen.† "I thought we could just eat
"Let me make a
call," he said, pulling out his cell phone.
She turned and walked to
the kitchen while he cancelled the reservations.† When he got to the kitchen
she was bending over, taking the casserole out of the oven.
"Would you be
offended if I said you have a beautiful ass?" he asked, leaning against
the jamb of the doorway.
She stood, moved the hot
dish to the counter and looked over her shoulder.
"A month ago I
would have been," she said.† "Something changed, though.† I don't
know what that was.† Now I'm ambivalent about it."
She turned back to the
casserole and picked up a serving spoon, which she shoved into the steaming
mass in the dish.† Looking back over her shoulder again, she said, "I
don't suppose you'd tell me what your intentions are.† When a man says
something like that to a woman, she just has to be concerned about his
Turning back to the
counter, she opened the cupboard doors in front of her and reached to remove
Bob walked up behind her
and slid his hands around her waist, slipping his hands under her shirt.†
Slowly he inched his hands upwards, over her flat stomach, until he felt the
lower swells of her breasts.
hummed into her hair.† "No bra.† This could affect my intentions
reached for glasses and he moved his hands up to cup and then squeeze her naked
"This is part of my
intentions," he said, kissing the side of her neck.
"You have very
naughty intentions," she said, setting the glasses down gently.† "But
I suppose if that's all you have in mind, my virtue will be safe."
"I remember these
tasting very, very good," he said, capturing her nipples and squeezing
them gently.† She shuddered, and her hands laid flat on the counter.
"I made a
casserole," she reminded him.† "That's what I was going to offer you
"I like tuna and
noodle casserole," he said, still twiddling her nipples.† "I'm also
fond of hair pie."
She turned, suddenly,
her eyes flashing, and now his hands were on her naked back.
awful!" she scolded him.† "That's something a teenager would
"You make me feel
like a teenager sometimes," he said.
"What if I want a
man, instead of a little boy?" she asked.
"Then I'll have to
give you a man," he said, grinding his loins against her.† He was stiff.
"You don't play
fair," she said.† "I wanted to feed you first."
"That's the thing
about tuna and noodle casserole.† It's delicious whether it's hot, cold, or
She rubbed back, gently.
"When I was in
college, we called it something else," she said.
"Tuna and noodle
casserole?"† He blinked.
"No, you idiot.† We
didn't call it hair pie.† We called it split peach cobbler."
"That's a new one."
"It was just us
girls who called it that.† It never caught on with the boys.† They were always
too impatient to appreciate the nuances of wooing a woman."
good," he said, letting his fingers slip into the waistband of her jeans.†
He didn't do anything with them, just tucked them in there.
"I suppose I could
put the casserole in the fridge," she sighed.† "What with you being
so impatient to get straight to dessert, and all."
"I purely love
split peach cobbler," he said, rubbing the tip of her nose with his.
"And I love hot dog
on a stick," she said.
"That one didn't
catch on either," she said.† "Did I ever give you the grand
"I can't say as you
did," he said.† "But it's a small house, and I've seen most of
"I'd like to show
you the bedroom," she said.
Jack's?" he teased.
"Can you wait for
just a second?"
"What, now I
suppose you realized you're actually hungry."
said, pulling his hands to unbutton her shirt.† As each button came loose, more
and more of her creamy, pale skin was revealed, until there was a white line
from her neck to her belt buckle.† She watched his eyes as his fingers moved
the shirt to each side, uncovering her breasts.
"It was dark the
other night," he said.† "I was sad that I didn't get to see
"You used the
Braille method to examine them, as I recall," she said, loving the way his
eyes hungered for her.
"I love split peach
cobbler," he said again. "But I'm also partial to a nice ice cream
sundae with a cherry on top."
He ducked down to suck
at one of her distended nipples.
"Split peach cobbler isn't served in the kitchen," she gasped.
He kept sucking.
"Bob, if you don't
stop that I'll never be able to eat at my kitchen table again."† She
pushed gently at his head.
"Why?" he asked,
"Because right now
that's the closest thing I could lie down on."
"And you said
college boys were impatient," he teased.
She shoved him with both
hands and then used them to turn him.† Putting her hands on his back, she
pushed, guiding him to her bedroom.
Once inside, the teasing
stopped and both of them started getting naked as fast as they could.
She ran past him and
leapt, turning to land on her back, bouncing naked on the bed.† She flung her
"Dessert is served," she panted.
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