Honor Thy Mother & Thy Father Ch. 15

"I will be fine Patty. I have waited a long time to be with you, and I can wait a lot longer. Now get out of bed and start getting ready for the day."

"Absolutely not Stephano; get in bed, and I will not take no for an answer, if you want the announcements to go out this week."

"You want to talk about a person not playing fair Patty? What do you think you are doing now?"

"I am fighting fire with fire. You said we don't have to leave until 1 o'clock. I will take your word for it. I will be dressed and ready to go at 12:45. I will trust you to have everything ready for tomorrow morning. Whatever is going on outside is your responsibility. I know you will not disappoint me. Now get your ass into this bed, before I spank you."

Stephano smiled, "Is that a promise?"

Patty smiled back. "You bet your ass it is."

Stephano lay down, and Patty straddled him, while leaning down to kiss him. She asked, "What happened to him?"

"He goes to sleep while people are talking. Slide back and forth for a few minutes and he will wake up."

"Is there another way to wake him up," she grinned.

"Oh yes, there are a couple of other ways. You could shake hands with him, and express your gratitude that way. Or, if you are feeling like a linguist, you could speak to him on a one-to-one basis."

"What happens if you don't know his language?"

"I have been told he knows more than 154 languages. He is always ready to learn one more to quench his thirst for knowledge."

"How does he quench a person's thirst for knowledge?"

"He has been known to spray the person's oral cavity, with thick copious fluids, which some say are a little salty, but tasty to the palate."

"If a person was not familiar with such an oral cavity spray, how would that person test such a fluid?"

"The fluid could be placed on an object, like a gentleman's stomach. The unfamiliar person could use a finger or a tongue to taste of the fluid. If it is to that persons liking, she could consume mass quantities of the remaining fluid, and by making sure there was none it left on the inside of the object it emanated from."

"It sounds like there is too much work involved, and too little benefit received for the person waking up the tiny object."

"Madam, if you are not very careful with your language, the tiny object may spit at you, of its own accord."

"Has it been known to do that before?"

"Yes, many times, while he has been dreaming about you, and listening to one of your demeaning arguments. He has spit, and hit you right between your eyes. His aim is unparalleled, in this universe."

"I haven't read the manual about this tiny person, but I think I will take this 'little guy' out for a test drive."

"You must remember one thing, while you are driving him around. The 'little guy' is attached to the big guy, and they must be returned safely, while still attached to one another."

"I will see what I can do, Steph!"

Patty moved her hands over his stomach, and down to a region she had never had her hands before: 'Skin on Skin,' below his belt line. Her hands and lips were moving, still lower, kissing him, and pulling the hairs above his penis. When had she becomes so brazen? She was not sure, but she would not back down now. She could name you every part of that thing she was looking at: Every blood vessel; vein, artery, capillary system, and tube. You name it, she knew it; but she had never seen a real one, In the Flesh. She was within a few inches of one now, and it did not frighten her any longer. It was attached to the man she loved. Somewhere inside of him were his part of their children, but that was not for today. Today was for exploration and fun. She was the explorer, and they would have fun.

Her right hand reached him first, and she did not understand why he groaned. She released him, and looked to see if she hurt him. He was smiling at her, so she continued. As she reached for him again, he had already grown substantially. Miracle-Gro had nothing over her right hand. She moved his erect penis from side to side, up and down, looking at it from every angle. Her left hand felt his testicles, and she wondered how he could walk with those things hanging between his thighs. They felt like and were about the size of walnuts encased in a tiny sac, with no room to move. That had to be uncomfortable, but she would ask him about that later. For some reason or another, she kissed both 'walnuts,' and she heard Stephano exclaim, "Oh fuck!"

"I must've done something right; let's continue up towards the top of this obelisk, and see what happens."

From his wal-nuts, she continued upwards, kissing and licking the back of his penis, until she reached the junction of the Glans, where her tongue (accidentally) slipped over the ridge and into the slit on top. She watched for Stephano's reaction, but what she got was more than she expected. He fell off his elbows, and onto his back, and in order to stifle his scream, he put the side of his hand in his mouth and bit down on it.

When he heard her laugh, he picked up his head and said, "You Bitch, you did that on purpose."

Coyly, she responded, "I guess you're used to paying a professional to do this service. I can stop, if I am not doing it very well."

Angrily, he responded, "Patty, I have never paid...; your ass is going to be bright red when you go to sleep tonight."

She batted her eyelashes at him. "I guess that means your balls are going to be blue."

He reached down, pulled her up to him, and gave her a kiss that lasted forever. "Patty, if you are not the smartest woman on this planet, I don't want to meet her. You are magnificent in everything you do. You are intelligent, funny, quick witted, and stronger than most men I know. Don't ever let me go; I don't know what I would do without you."

"I just got you back Steph. I am not going anywhere, without you. I know we met, under very strange circumstances, and our route to this point has not been easy, on either of us. Here we are, so let's not fuck this thing up again. When the house is built, let's make a room for us called, "The Arbitrarium." We will make it sound proof, so the children will not hear us argue. Once we go in there, we do not come out, until everything that has to be said, is said, and we are okay with one another, again. The rest of the house has to be filled with love and happiness, for both us and the children. The other room is the only room we can argue in. Are you okay with that?"

"I will go along with that proposal, as long as you go back to doing what you were doing before."

"Are you sure you don't want a professional?"

"Are you sure you don't want me to go out and buy a punishment paddle?"

"I have never heard of one of those; it sounds like fun."

"Fun my ass; those things hurt like hell."

"As long as it is your ass this time, it is fine by me."

"Woman, resume your position and get back to what you were doing. You are running out of time, and I am running out of patience with you."

"Picky, picky, picky." She looked down and said, "Again! Doesn't that thing ever stay up?"

Stephano laughed. "One day you are going to regret that remark."

Patty retorted. "I hope it's before my 90^th birthday."

She took her place between his thighs, and started with his wal-nuts, again. His prick stood at attention within seconds. Her tongue wrapped around the sides of his prick, making Stephano more and more vocal, with each passing stroke. She knew what he was waiting for, and she was deliberately holding back. Every time she passed her tongue around the tip of the glans, his moans got louder, and his legs became like steel beams. She decided to surprise him. She licked up the right side, the front, the left side, and then the back. She did this three times in a row, without deviation. He seemed to relax and enjoy what she was doing, and on the fourth go around, as she was coming up the back, her mouth enveloped the head, and she moved down, until her chin hit the hand that was holding his penis straight.

At this point, everything went right, or wrong, depending on whose point of view you took.

Stephano was enjoying Patty's ministrations, and did not believe he was near having an orgasm, until her mouth descended onto his dick. Suddenly three things happened: 1. He felt her mouth descend onto his penis and his nerve endings went into sensory overload. 2. The nerve endings covering his manhood combusted and sent an urgent message to the brain for immediate relief. 3. His brain acknowledged the message, and ordered the muscles surrounding his Prostate gland and the Vas tubes, to open, allowing the pressure that had built behind those structures, allowed the fluid to move forward at the approximate speed of a city bus, 32mph (Quote from Playboy Inc.). Combining 1, 2, and 3 instantaneously; Stephano grabbed her head, forced it down, until her mouth touched his stomach, and screamed, "I'm cumminnnng!" His words were seconds too late to warn her of the explosion that had already occurred. It really did not matter, because his dick was so far down her throat, there was nothing she could have do about it anyway. His semen gushed down her throat, unimpeded, as the thought processes of his 'BIG' brain had just crossed the interstellar boundary of our solar system and entered, "OUTER SPACE!"

From Patty's point of view, this incident went somewhat differently. 1. As soon as her mouth touched the relatively comfortable position of her hand, Stephano's hips bucked wildly upward, knocking the protective hand away. 2. He forced his dick deep into her throat, passing her uvula, as if it was not there. 3. She heard the scream, "I'm cumming," but the first load of his hot semen was already in the bottom of her throat, and she was trying to swallow it. 4. His hands had her head in a death grip. They were pressing it down hard against his stomach with all the energy he had in him. Glob after glob of his thick 'Oral Cavity Spray' splash against the bottom of her throat, so far beyond her taste buds, she did not know if they were salty or not. She knew Stephano had not been with any women, in a very long time, because he kept firing his semen into her esophagus, for nearly a minute, as she continued swallowing it. She only wished he would stop, because she was nearly out of air. Stephano kept screaming, "Patty, you are wonderful. Patty, you are fantastic, Patty, you are the best, and other platitudes, while all this time she was pounding her arms against his arms and chest, trying to tell him to let her go, because she could not breathe."

Finally Stephano's brain returned from its sojourn to the "OUTER LIMITS," and returned to his big head. Then he realized someone was pounding on his body. "My God, Patty is pounding on his body, and I am still pressing her head against his stomach. She needs air, when I release her, she is going to kill me."

"Oh My God, Patty; What Have I Done!"

Patty' head popped up like a Jack-in-the-Box, and gulped in deep breaths of air.

Stephano was ready to have both his 'heads' ripped off for what he had done. He was stupefied, when she said, "Was it good for you?"

He looked at her like she was crazy. "Patty, it was an accident, I didn't mean to do it to you. Are you alright?"

"I may not be Marilyn Chambers, but I now know I can 'Deep Throat' you."

"Who the hell is Marilyn Chambers?"

"You poor disadvantaged child; don't you keep up with the porn stars? Haven't you ever heard of John C. Holmes; all 13 3/4 inches of him? She gobbled him up, on screen, for everyone to see. In that film, "Deep Throat," she was diagnosed with a disorder for her fans. Her clit was deep inside her throat, and in order for her to have an orgasm, she had to have a prick long enough to tickle it. He was man enough, and long enough to tickle her fancy.

"Patty, for a prude, how do you know all this stuff about porn?"

"It's very easy, Steph. I did independent study for a college psychology class, when I was 14 years old."

"14 years old, and you did a study on pornographic material. Your mother and your professor allowed you do it?"

"My mother and I sat in the den, and watched 14 assorted movies together. Then we discussed them, for their technical merit, their lack of acting acumen, morality, and everything else the Supreme Court had to take into consideration, when the First Amendment trials reached them. Since the cases had already been decided many years before I was born, it was easy for me to defend that aspect of the movies. But there were several other sections, which I was able to tear apart. My professor and I went at it for days, until he finally admitted he was wrong."

"I want to see every report card you have from pre-K through graduate school. I want to make sure I don't argue with you on any subject you may have taken or a subject, you may have been interested in a previous life."

"Do you believe in previous lives' Steph? Do you believe my mother could be going to another plain of existence, and I could look for her, when I get there?"

"Patty, you are giving me a headache. Take a shower and get ready to go meet your father."

"How are we going to get there in an hour?"

"I am going to put you into the basket of a catapult and pulled the cord myself."

"That's not funny, Stephano."

"Would you believe I am going to drive very fast?"

"No, that sounds as bad as the catapult story."

"Well, you will just have to wait to see how we get there, won't you?"

"I hope you enjoyed the services I just rendered. I am a union member, and I just went on strike."

"It figures! One day on the job, and there is a work stoppage due to a rules violation. Get dressed before I turn into a non-union shop.

"Our home is going to be so much fun, Steph. Can't you just imagine how many arguments you are going to lose?"

"Where are the aspirin? I better take two now, because I know this headache is going to be a bitch. I am going to be sitting next to one for an hour."

Patty hit him with a pillow, as she raced to the shower, giggling.

66. Lunch With Daddy

Stephano was outside surveying what workers had accomplished, when he heard Patty

scream, "Okay smartass, it's 12:40 PM and I am ready to leave. I want to see how we get to

the Bronx in under an hour."

"Come here Patty and stand on the stage with me."

"What stage, Stephano?"

"How can you possibly have a party, without a band?"

"You hired a band?"

"I told you to leave it to me, and our new friends would have a great time, didn't I?"

"Yes, I did, but I didn't think about a band."

"How are people supposed the dance, without music?"

"Don't start with me, Stephano, you will lose. I could say we could play the radio."

"I hate you Patty." He reached around and kissed her, before she knew what happened.

There were whistles and 'Cat Calls' from the workers, and yells for them to get a room.

Stephano yelled back, "We already did that, we are waiting for our ride to the city."

On cue, the roar of a helicopter passed overhead. Patty said, "You didn't, did you?"

"Do you know what traffic is like going into the city on a Saturday?"

"Yes, I do. I did it many times, with my mom. It is very light and traffic moves above the speed limit."

"Well, we are going to be far above the speed limit, and go in a straight line to the Bronx. Come with me, woman, I bought us a new toy. We are going to learn how to fly it soon. A friend of yours called Michael Free to see if you were available for a drink. It appears she was an Air Force Major, and she flew you to Washington. In a year or so, I want you to return the favor and fly her here to see our new home."

"You are out of your fucking mind, if you think I am going to learn how to fly something that has to beat the air into submission to stay aloft."

"Colonel Markham believed, you may say something to that effect. So she wanted to know two things before she came up here and planted you into the ground. First. Very few people knew she got passed over for promotion, because she accused a General of improper sexual advances. You were one of them. Second. Why was her case settled so quickly in her favor, and her promotion backdated to the date she was supposed to get that promotion. She said it was very coincidental that it happened a few weeks after she flew you to Washington from Sedona. She wants to know what you did."

"Aurora is a very nice person. I wondered why her case was still in limbo after all this time. I looked it up on the computer, and it seemed the General had friends in high places that kept shuffling her case to the bottom of the pile. It turns out my computer has friends in higher places. General Griswold was due for a promotion review soon. The Congress will ask for his retirement papers instead.

Aurora's promotion came from the Air Force Chief of Staff's Office. It is on his letterhead, with his signature, with a glowing recommendation for her continued advancement. No one will dare, get in her way again. She threatened to fly me back to Sedona, upside down, the next time she gave me a ride. I could not let that happen. I wanted to keep her happy.

I also wanted to keep that bastard from harassing any more women, who wants to serve this country, in uniform or out. His file was littered with complaints from women, and no one above his rank did anything about it, until I did."

"Patty, all I ask of you is not wind up in jail. I don't want our children to visit you once a month."

"I could always get you conjugal visits, as long as they let me near a computer."

"Patty, stop it. Let's get it our new helicopter, and meet your father for lunch."

"Steph, we should buy the five properties surrounding us, so we don't annoy the neighbors, with the noise. We will have to build a hanger for the helicopter also."

"Let's contact a realtor Monday, about the land. We will see what Bradley can do about building us a hanger."

They walked to the helicopter, where they were greeted by their pilot and hostess. Well, she was more than a hostess, she was gorgeous.

"You are looking to die early, aren't you, Stephano?"

"You do not trust me at all, do you Patty.

"Nooooo!"

"Patty, let me introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Paul and Rita Stevenson, our pilot and hostess."

Patty looked at Rita and did not know what to say.

Rita said, "Ms. Parent, don't worry about it. It happens to me all the time. I am very happy to be working for a woman. It is like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders."

Paul smiled. "Ms. Parent, if a weight has been lifted off my wife's shoulders, think what it means to me, knowing that every man who gets on this aircraft is not going to be trying to put his hands all over her."

Patty smiled at the pair. "If this man does it, raise his hands above his head and start the engines. Don't stop, until his head comes off."

Stephano looked hurt. He said, "I am standing here being mister good guy. I bring you a beautiful helicopter, and a married couple that is no threat to you. The first thing you do is threaten me with my life. Where is the justice? Where is the honor in being good?"

"I will let you know in 50 years, Steph. You should have paid off all your sins against me by then."

"Paul, how high are we going to be flying today?"

"1500 feet above ground level, Mister Valentino."

"Will she bounce when she hits the ground?"

"No Sir, the human body flattens out upon impact."

"That's good to know Paul. Do we fly with the doors open, or closed?"

"Stephano, do you remember the strike that started a few hours ago? How long would you like it to continue?"

"Paul take the two of us to lunch please. If only one of us gets there, please express our apologies to the other diners."

Paul looked at Rita and said, "I think this is going to be the funniest job we have ever had."