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Chapter 52

Rosa Tells Dutch to Take Kathy


When Dutch and Rosa finished with their lovemaking, he got up and
placed a call to the Ruark's. Dutch heard Robert's rather terse
tone with his opening, "Hello?"

"Have you seen Alice yet?" Dutch inquired.

"Uh huh," his friend said non-committedly.

Dutch hated asking but with Rosa waiting to find out how things went he
had no choice. "And?"

"And what, Dutch?"

"C'mon Robert, Rosa told me that Alice was laying in wait for you.
That she'd caught you with some nurse and there would be hell to
pay."

"Didn't happen, my man, didn't happen."

Dutch heard Alice in the background asking who was calling. "It's
Dutch, he wants to know if we killed each other."

Dutch heard Alice laugh at that and smiled. So, all was well with them.
He was pleased.

"So what happened?"

"Dutch you are one nosey staff assistant."

"My lady, umm, needs to know."

"Well, if you must know . . ."

"Robert!" Don't tell him anything! Not one single thing!" Alice
screeched into another extension. "And, as for you, Mr. Perry with
the big fat prick, butt out of my business!"

"Alice," Dutch said feeling pretty good about things by this point,
"you've never told me to take my so called fat prick out of your
business before. Well, that is, unless it was to put it to better use
somewhere else, like that fat ass of yours. Ooops! I shouldn't have
put it quite that way. Let me rephrase and say that lovely black ass of
yours."

Alice giggled. "Better! That's much better. Now tell Rosa that when
my man came home I happened to be in the mirrored room with two ladies.
And my sneaky spouse watched us for a while before announcing his
presence."

"I'll bet he made quite an announcement." Dutch laughed.

"They were cowering on the bed once they saw my mighty weapon,"
Robert chimed in and then guffawed like a schoolboy.

"So it became a case of quid pro quo," Alice said with some
finality.

"And I might add. we've been screwing like monkeys ever since,"
Robert said.

"Then let us . . . and I'm speaking for Rosa as well here, wish the
two of you a wonderful fucking evening, and good night to the both of
you. Robert, I'll see you in the morning. Good night, my black
princess," Dutch added, before hanging up the receiver.

Of course he to had to repeat the entire conversation to Rosa who was
sitting right alongside him the entire time, but he didn't mind.

Then they went into the kitchen and Rosa made them a little snack.

***

It was December 18th, the following day Kathy would turn seventeen and
as the holidays were rapidly approaching, Rosa insisted they buy Kathy
her first truly adult dress, or as Kathy called it, "my first slut
dress."

Rosa and Kathy went to the mall while Dutch went shopping for a fairly
new, used car for Kathy. It was to be a surprise, for he had told her
emphatically that she wouldn't be driving until she was 18 and Rosa
had backed him up. At the time Kathy had appeared crushed, but with
youthful resilience, and the fact that Peggy had her own car the two
could use, Kathy soon got over it.

Dutch found a two year old Toyota Camry that he learned had been in an
accident that caused the owner to trade it in even though it had been
repaired and was in excellent condition. Dutch took the car to a
mechanic he knew who checked it out and pronounced it a fine buy for
the money. Forty minutes later Dutch bought it and arranged to have the
salesman follow him home. And after tying a huge red ribbon over the
car, he drove the salesman back to the dealership.

Kathy was stunned to see the car in the driveway and jumped up and down
repeatedly, ecstatic with joy. Then she gave Dutch a tight hug and a
soft, warm kiss that gave him an erection.

After allowing Kathy to drive the car around the block with Dutch
sitting beside her as pro-tem instructor, (she had no driver's
license as yet) she parked the Camry in the driveway and ran into the
house to call Peggy with the news.

After Kathy got off the phone there was a brief argument between mother
and daughter when Kathy wanted to take the car out for a spin.

Dutch intervened, saying, "I know it's your birthday, baby, but you
don't have the license. If someone stops you, you'll have to wait
another year before you'll be able to drive legally. Now I promise
you that I will take you out starting tomorrow and teach you how to
drive, and further we'll get you enrolled in the right course in
school  . . ."

Kathy interrupted him. "But Dad . . . I mean Dutch, I am taking that
course and I'm almost finished with it. In fact, I can take my test .
. . my driving test now and if I pass the course I'm taking . . . "

He didn't let her finish. "Whatever, but wait until tomorrow, all
right?"

She hugged him again and this time Dutch felt her groin shift until it
was aligned with his cock and then she moved forward to meet it. Of
course this took place as she kissed him once more. He had to marvel at
the soft texture of her youthful lips and was embarrassed that he felt
so strongly about wanting her. He knew all to well she wanted him too.
He began to sweat as he struggled with how to handle this volatile
situation; and fearing Rosa's wrath, didn't want to look past the
present moment.

A few minutes later, Rosa had Kathy modeling the cocktail dress for
Dutch.  It was a standard black cocktail dress with tiny straps holding
it up. There was some cleavage, but not enough to be concerned about,
especially in view of how the kids dressed, or under-dressed in
today's society.

He noted with increasing interest how Kathy's ass jiggled as she
moved about the room and glanced at Rosa and was surprised to see that
she was pleased with the way her daughter looked.

The dress clung to every curve of the teen's body, prompting Rosa to
say, "It's more of a cock dress than a cocktail dress, honey."
All three of them laughed at her remark. But Dutch felt even more
uncomfortable with his hidden thoughts.

Rosa's hand went to Kathy's shoulder and lightly traced its way
down her spine.

"You'll have to be real careful of the boys when you're wearing
this beauty," she said, and then swatted Kathy on the butt. "Okay,
fashion show is over, go change, dinner's almost ready."

Following a delectable meal featuring veal parmesan, Dutch went into
the den to watch the Raiders play the Chargers. Rosa was cleaning up in
the kitchen, putting everything into the dishwasher. Kathy climbed onto
Dutch's lap and maneuvered her ass until his blossoming cock was
centered on it. She began to plead with him to allow her to call him
Daddy.

He didn't know what to say at first, fearing it would not look good
to any outsiders. Rosa had entered the room just as Kathy put the
request to him and Dutch turned to her seeking guidance. Rosa was too
choked up with emotion to speak, but she did manage to nod. So, with a
tearful Rosa beaming from across the room, he smiled and trying not to
touch or even look at Kathy's nubile form, told her he would be
honored if she choose to do so.

Kathy was very pleased with herself; and ground her butt into him --
loving the feel of his hardness against her. Rosa, looking on, was very
much aware of what her daughter was doing, but couldn't figure out
how to prevent it, and wound up excusing it based on the premise, no
harm, no foul.

But that night Rosa didn't sleep a wink. She lay awake thinking and
thinking and thinking.

The following afternoon, as promised, Dutch took Kathy for her driving
lesson. She was a fast learner and handled the Toyota readily. That
evening, following a small birthday party with only Peggy joining them,
a radiant Kathy went off to the movies with Peggy in Peggy's car.
Rosa gave Dutch a strong scotch on the rocks and brought him up to date
on the decision she had reached concerning Kathy.

"Honey," she began, "I am very concerned about Kathy."

"Why, what's she done?" He asked.

She was pleased with the genuine concern evident on his face and
continued.

"She's seventeen now and I'm worried she's going to lose her
virginity to some fat-assed jock in the back-seat of his or her car."

"She's a teenager, Rosa; all they ever think about is sex. It's
their fucking hormones, or something," he said, exasperated that he
couldn't do anything about the problem.

"Well I've been thinking," she said.

Suddenly, Dutch felt something amiss. "Yeah?" he asked cautiously.

"You know I love you sweetheart."

"Yeah?" He said with growing alarm and put his scotch down then
gripped the edge of his chair with both hands.

"I trust you, Dutch," It was a statement of fact on Rosa's part.

He frowned, truly puzzled. "Where are you going with this, Rosa?"

"I want you to do Kathy. Take her cherry. You won't hurt her and I
know you love her."

"Are you crazy?" He said, but his brain was racing. 'This has to
be a dream,' he told himself, 'there's nothing in the world I
want more than to screw Kathy's brains out, but it . . . I never . .
. never, ever even thought.'

He heard her voice but had not heard what she was saying to him.

"What? I'm sorry, I didn't . . ."

"So will you do it for me?"

He couldn't believe his ears.

"You . . . you're not kidding . . . you're fucking serious about
this?"

"I am. I really think it's the best way. She loves you, and I know
you get so fucking horny when she's on your lap . . ."

"That's true enough, but . . ."

"I know, I know, I'm asking a lot of you, but I swear I won't
mind. I've given it a lot of thought and since it's gonna happen
any day now, I . . ."

He overrode her to say, "If . . . if I should do this thing, there
might be other times too. Shit . . . it might become a regular
thing."

He was perplexed by the very concept of having more than one woman in
the house. Alice and Marlene and even Marilyn were one thing . . . a
sometimes thing that they both enjoyed, but this was . . ."

"I can handle it," Rosa said calmly. "I know you're thinking,
wondering if it's possible to keep two women happy under one roof,
but I think if anyone can handle it, you can. You love us both. We both
love you. Enough said on the subject, on my part anyway. And . . . and
remember, it won't be too long before she meets someone her own age
and makes a break away from us. That's when the hard part will come.
Us letting her go."

"Okay, Rosa," he said after taking a minute to think it through.
"I'll do it, but only if Kathy wants me to do it. Don't you put
any pressure on her about this."

Rosa couldn't have been happier. "You won't regret it," she
said, and with tears streaming down her face, threw her arms around
him.

"I'm worried that you'll have regrets about it," he said
somberly as she broke the embrace and then knelt before him and began
unzipping his fly.

***
Peggy and Kathy hadn't quite gone to the movies. They were at a
Warren's house. Warren was a seventeen year old senior whose parents
were skiing in the Swiss Alps. He was Kathy's so-called date. Peggy
was with a blond haired eighteen year old named Billy, who had dropped
out of school earlier that same semester. They were all working on
their second beer when Warren put the video in the VCR.
"This is unbelievably hot," he said. Both girls' eyes were
already riveted to the screen, not because they wanted to see a porno
flick, per se, but because they recognized the girl in the film. It was
their friend, Marlene Bain.
"Do you recognize her?" Warren asked. And not waiting for an answer
went on to add, "She's something else. In a minute . . . wait here
he comes. Know him?"
Indeed they did. Micah Abramson came into view. Both girls knew him
from school as well. Meanwhile, Marlene had taken a seat in a chair
next to a table with a reading lamp on it. She was certainly dressed
demurely in a white blouse, beige sweater, short plaid skirt, and white
socks that came up to her calves and tasseled loafers.
Kathy nudged Peggy with her elbow and sotto voice said, "What the
hell is this?"
Peggy shrugged, indicating that it was news to her as well.
On the screen, Marlene said "Hi baby. Thanks for inviting us to come
over."
Micah opened a beer and handed it to Marlene.
"Thanks," she said and took a swallow. Then she looked to one side
and it became obvious that she was reading her lines from a cue card of
some sort. An unseen voice said, "Hi Marlene, wanna get out of those
clothes for us?"
Marlene smiled and shrugging her shoulders, said, "Sure, why not?"
"That's our girl," the hidden voice said encouragingly.
"Like this?" Marlene asked, unbuttoning the top button of her
blouse.
"Maybe could you go a little faster, sweetie," the unseen voice
urged.
She opened the bottom button and then flipped the hem of her skirt up
flashing the camera. She wore nothing under the skirt.
After taking a long drink of her beer, Marlene removed the rest of her
clothing and remained standing, posing for the camera which moved up
and then down her lithe form.
"Like it?" she teased.
"Oh, yeah," the same hidden voice replied. Peggy and Kathy looked
at each other and without speaking knew they were thinking the same
thing. They knew the person off camera, or at least recognized the
voice, but couldn't place it.
Then Peggy and Kathy gasped as yet another classmate, Janis Stanley,
entered the picture. The only clothing she wore was a faded red
T-shirt.
Once again Marlene, now seated on a loveseat, appeared to be reading
her lines as she said, "Hi Janis, glad you could make it to our
little party."
Janis waved at the camera, but didn't smile; instead she turned away,
bent over at the waist and mooned the camera, making everyone in the
film laugh.
Although Warren and Billy guffawed and then finished of their beers in
tandem, Kathy and Peggy did not.
The camera followed Janis as she walked over to Marlene, stooped over
and began to suck one of her breasts while one hand moved up to play
with the other breast.
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"Mmm...You taste really good," moaned Janis.
Kathy felt Peggy shift uneasily next to her. "What say we get out of
here before these guys put their moves on us," Peggy whispered.
"Right, but let's wait another minute or so, Peggy, I want to see
what Marlene does next."
On the screen, Micah Abramson came into view as he knelt next to
Marlene and kissed her. Marlene responded with surprising passion,
raising both arms and throwing the right over Janis' shoulder and the
left awkwardly clutched Micah's neck and head. Janis abandoned the
breast she had been sucking and kissed Marlene passionately on the
neck. Her right hand went directly to Marlene's pussy, where after a
tender squeeze or two, she sent her middle finger in to the third
knuckle. Marlene moaned loudly and Micah reached over to squeeze her
breast. They continued like this for several minutes with Marlene
obviously faking an orgasm from Janis' fingering. Then they got up
and the three each had a beer with the camera rolling. Eventually,
Marlene put the beer can down and picked up a camera and took several
shots of Janis who assumed various sordid poses. Then Marlene sauntered
over to Micah who was lying on the floor. Standing over his head,
Marlene slowly bent her knees and sank down. As he pussy came closer to
Micah's face, he stuck his tongue out and wiggled it salaciously. Of,
course the cameraman kept rolling, recording everything on video tape.
Marlene kept sinking lower and lower until her knees were on the floor
and Micah's mouth nestled into her pussy.
"Eat me, Micah, baby!" She crowed and he obliged her.
Only two sounds were audible to the group watching the video with
spellbound attention. The soft whirring of the camera itself and the
squishy sounds Micah made as he sucked voraciously upon Marlene's
juicy cunt.
 Marlene arched her back as the sheer pleasure of his adroit tonguing
took hold and then as she adjusted to it she raised the 35MM camera she
held in her hand to her eye and focused on Micah's face as he ate her
pussy and pressed the shutter.
Moments later, Janis started kissing Marlene between her breasts and
worked her way over to Marlene's armpit, poking her devious tongue
into that dampened crevice and licking voraciously.
"That tickles," Marlene howled and then tossed her blond mane and
giggled.
Marlene grabbed Micah's head by the hair and pulled him tightly
against her cunt.
"Lick me!"
 "Suck me!"
"Eat me!"
Marlene crowed as Micah's head moved from side to side.
"That's it, ohhh! Make me come, ohhh!" She moaned, and then her
body began to tremble and she dropped the camera.
"Hey!" the invisible voice cried out, "That's a 500 dollar
camera."
Peggy watched the television screen with mixed emotion. Kathy on the
other hand felt that Marlene must have been drugged to do this in front
of a camera and was filled with rage.
"Hey, Billy," Kathy said, "who shot this flick?"
Billy smiled and replied, "I'm not sure, but I think it was
Micah's father, Calvin."
"He ought to be in jail for this," she told him.
"Hey, listen to the judge and jury here," Billy said, not taking
her seriously, but he was careful not to touch Kathy as he had planned.
Back on the screen Janis was in a close-up, giving head to an as yet
unidentified male, looking up at him as her tongue licked the very tip
of his cock.
Billy, trying to ingratiate himself with Kathy and Peggy once more
offered his opinion that the man was a co-worker of Calvin's.
"You're disgusting, the both of you," Peggy cried out, startling
both boys.
"We should leave, Kathy," Peggy said as she stood up, unknowingly
knocking over a bowl of potato chips.
"Yeah, sure, Peggy," she said, While one part of her knew the boys
were screening this film in hopes of screwing both Peggy and herself.
Another part of her wanted desperately to see more; to see Marlene get
thoroughly fucked. So she held back, stalling.
"Shit, Peggy, I can't find my earring!"
"Is it on the floor?" Peggy asked glancing down. The two boys were
not about to force the girls to stay and had just about given up hope
of getting laid. Warren opened two more beers and boy guys settled down
on the couch engrossed in the porno film.
Marlene was laying arms akimbo on a throw rug, her head resting on the
wooden flooring sucking the fairly long cock of a middle-aged man who
knelt on a pillow behind her head. (Neither Kathy or Peggy recognized
this man.) Then a second male, (Micah) came into the picture and began
kissing Marlene on the neck. Suddenly, the older man pulled his shaft
from her mouth and scurried around in front of her, holding his
erection in one hand and he pillow in the other. After dropping the
pillow and kneeling on it, he pried Marlene's legs apart, raising
them high in the air and maneuvered himself between her thighs before
entering her.
Marlene cried out, "Yeah, gimme that meat, gimme all of it!"
Kathy gave up pretending to look for her earring and signaled Peggy
that they could leave, but both girls eyes went back to the TV and
watched as the middle-aged man seemingly jack hammered Marlene with his
tool while the others, including the off-screen cameraman cheered.
Marlene arched her back and came even as the man maintained his
unbelievable pace. As suddenly as he had begun, he yanked his cock from
between her legs and sent three long ropes of sperm across her belly as
the others, including Janis cheered him on.
"I'm out of here," Peggy said. Nodding in agreement, Kathy
followed her out and hopped into Peggy's car. The engine roared to
life and seconds later Peggy peeled rubber leaving the premises.
"I don't think we should see either of those jerks again," Kathy
said aloud.
"I'm with you a 100%," Peggy said, glancing over at Kathy as she
turned onto Mulholland Drive. "Ad to think I was ready to give him a
little," she added before turning her concentration to her driving.
Kathy, a small grin on her face, asked, "How little?"
Peggy snickered. "You know," she said.
"No, I don't know. Kathy persisted. "C'mon, now, how little?"
"Maybe I would've jerked him off," she said and risked a glance
over at Kathy.
"Well, maybe I would have done something too. My mom's boyfriend,
Dutch has got me so horny. I really want to jump his bones."
"Kathy!"
"Well I do!"
"Is this just because he bought you a car for your birthday?" Peggy
asked.
"Not that, well that too, but I mean, almost every night I hear them
going at it and they love it. My mom has multiple orgasms and he. . .
Jesus, he lasts forever."
"So, you really want your Mom's guy. Isn't that like going after
your father, or something."
"But I do want him. I mean, like he's a great kisser."
"You've kissed him?"
"Sure I have, a couple times. In fact, I kissed him today, and I gave
him the tongue too."
"No!"
"Well, a little anyway, and I made sure he had his hardon right on my
little button too."
"Kathy!" Peggy pulled the car over to the curb.
Turning her face to Kathy's she shouted, "No way!"
"Oh, yeah, Peggy, and he knew exactly where he was too."
"So, you're going to seduce him? He's going to be your Prince
Charming?"
"I think so," Kathy replied. "I really think so, and soon too.
Maybe this week, maybe tonight."
Peggy threw her arms around her friend and kissed her. "I believe you
will, too, Kathy. I want to hear all about it."
Peggy grew pensive and frowned. "So maybe I'll let my dopy brother
into my pants after all. I mean if you lose your cherry I might as well
lose mine."
 "You think?" Kathy asked, her voice filled with concern.
"Well after I hear how your deflowering goes . . . maybe," she
giggled.
That said, Peggy started the car up and delivered Kathy to her front
door.
"Good luck, tonight." Peggy told her friend as Kathy got out of the
car.
"Thanks, Peg, and if not tonight . . ."
Peggy finished the sentence for her, "There's always tomorrow
night."
Both girls were laughing as Peggy pulled away and headed home. With
Peggy hoping that her mother and her brother would be finished with
their nightly fuckathon before she arrived.

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