Honor Thy Mother & Thy Father Ch. 16

PUBLIC BETA

Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.

You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.

Click here

She was upside down, and she was livid. "You cock sucking son of a whore. I will get you for this, if it's the last thing I do."

"If you are going to continue to threaten me, I am not going to allow you to cum. You will have to come by hand, and it won't be mine. What will it be Rita? Do you want to masturbate, or do you want me to take you over the top?"

"Paul, stop teasing me, please. I can't take it anymore. You have had me on edge, for more than 15 minutes. If I don't come soon, I am going to go crazy."

"Tell me you are sorry for threatening me."

"Paul, not now please."

"Say it, or continue by hand."

"Paul, I'm sorry I threatened you. Please help me cum."

"Tell me you love me, and you can't live without me."

"Paul, you're pushing it."

Paul removed her legs from around his neck. He kissed her thighs, and laid her flat on the bed. Then he started to move off the bed.

Rita screamed, "Paul, don't go; I love you and I can't live without you. You don't have to threaten me to have me say it, because you know it's true. If you want me to, I will continue on by hand to prove it."

"You would continue by hand, after all the work I put into it. I don't think so, Rita. Come here, and sit on my lap. I want to look in your eyes, when you explode."

She climbed up on his lap, lifted her hips, and used her hand to inserting deep inside her. This was a very intimate form of lovemaking. They were inches apart, and they were moving very slowly. Her chest was rubbing erotically against his, and it sent electric signals directly to her womb.

Paul watched her eyes go from clear to smoky. His hand inserted itself between their abdomens and found the top of her slit. He had not entered it, but the difference in her expression was enough to let him know that she was there. One more inch, one more touch, that's all it would take.

She looked at him, waiting. He smiled at her as he played at the top of her slit, not moving downward 1 mm. He was torturing her. He knew it, and she knew it.

Finally, she had enough. She opened her mouth, and said, "God..."

As soon as the first word left her mouth, Paul's thumb moved down her slit, pressed hard on her clit, and vibrated it left and right, until she stopped screaming.

Rita came like Niagara Falls. She flooded Paul's lap, and he flooded her inside seconds later. She dropped her head onto his chest and rested.

Paul kissed every available space on the top of her head, her neck, and he nibbled at her ears, until she started to giggle.

"Stop that, you pervert. I will get even with you next time. You've tormented me at every turn today. Payback is a bitch, Paul, and do you know how many times you called me 'your bitch' this time?"

"Yes, I know, but we have such a wonderful time making up at the end of it darling. It is worth every second of torment. I love you baby, I don't know how I got so lucky you picked me over everyone else."

"It was easy Paul. All of them were stuck on the ground. You had your head above the clouds, and took me with you."

***

Stephano returned to the hospital to find a very somber group. He knew something had happened, while he wasn't there. He was ready to hear that a decision was made about the feeding tube, but he was not ready for the other part.

His mother said, "Stephano, you must be strong. Patricia's heart stopped, while you were away. Your father was with her and started CPR until the doctors could get here. The doctors were able to restart it, and there was no damage to her heart or brain."

Stephano kissed the top of his mother's head, went to his father, hugged him, and thanked him for saving Patricia.

He went to Patty's side, kneeled down, and cried out, "Why are you doing this to us? Why can't you do what we ask one damn time? Why won't you come back to me? You know I can't exist without you. I will follow you if you die, and you know it. Your mother is pissed off at you. She talks to me now, because she is so angry with you. She will not be happy to see you on the other side, Patty. She may never let you find her, when you get there."

He kissed Patty's hand, and remarked that she was very cool to the touch. Jemma went to get her nurse, and find out if this was normal.

It wasn't, and she paged Doctor Nall to ask her what she wanted to have done about it.

Doctor Nall told the nurse to do nothing. "Let her be. Check her temperature every hour, if she drops below 92.5° cover her with blankets to warm her up, and call her. I don't want her to go hypothermic. I will call the lab, in order some tests to see what is going on."

The nurse replied, "Thank you doctor, I will inform the family." She did, but no one was thrilled with Doctor Nall's decision.

William looked at Stephano, who he thought had had as much bad news as he could take. He knew he had to tell him sometime, and it may as well be now.

"Son, I have something to tell you, and I know you are going to be unhappy with it. Patty's incident earlier today was caused by her body demanding food. All her reserves have been exhausted. Now they are giving her something to help fend off another attack for the short term. I have authorized the doctors to implant a tube into her stomach, so they can feed her and keep her alive. I know how much you love my daughter. I love her just as much as you. I will not let her die. I will try anything the doctors say may help her stay on this earth. Please don't be angry with me. I love you, and I don't want to hurt you, either."

Stephano could read the hurt in Williams's eyes, and knew that he was speaking from the heart. He knew what he was going to do in the early hours of the morning was going to hurt him, but he could not let him know it. He put his best face forward, and said, "Dad, I knew this decision was coming. I knew it would be a very hard decision for you to make, one way or the other. I will admit I am not happy with it, but I also know that you are thinking of Patricia's best interest, and no one will ever fault you for that. I hope and pray that it works."

William breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you for understanding Stephano. I did not want there to be a wall between us, at a time like this. We all have to stay together and think of Patricia's welfare, as our primary goal."

"I could not agree with you more, dad. It is something both you and I have to keep in the forefront of our minds, when we think about the decisions we have to make."

William thought Stephano's answer was a little cryptic, but he let it go because of the tension everyone was under.

His dad joked with him, "I guess I'm not getting my pizza?"

"Dad, could I bring you pizza, after what mom said to you about the fat and cholesterol building up in your body? I had to think of your arteries, your veins, and your heart. In order for me not to be blamed for this problem, I have to keep my hands clean. So, I am having your special pizzas delivered to the hospital, with three bottles of wine, to make sure there's enough to flush out that bad stuff. I also purchased enough for the nursing staff, but I did not put anchovies or peppers on theirs."

"That Victoria is why I sent our son to graduate school. His thinking was absolutely perfect. He cannot be blamed for bringing anything into the hospital, because he didn't. He can't be blamed for introducing anything dangerous into my body, because he bought the antidote, also. He is a son and a man can be proud of."

"You are right, Bruno, he is the son any man could be proud of. However, his mother is going to beat the crap out of him for disobeying her. He should know better than to tempt you with something that could hurt you, because of your advanced age, and senility."

"I am not senile. I know what I like to eat, and I am healthy enough to eat it. If and when my doctor tells me to stop eating it, I will, but not before then."

Six Sicilian pizzas, with extra sauce on the side, garlic rolls, and soft drinks for the nursing staff were delivered at 5 o'clock. Two Sicilian pizzas, with anchovies, and peppers were delivered to the room 323, with three bottles of Chianti. It is a nice Italian wine, and quite inexpensive. It was a traditional wine, and it comes in a very distinctive bottle.

William insisted on paying for dinner, but Stephano had paid for everything in advance. He told Stephano that he would find a way to get even with him.

Stephano said, "Dad, I looked at the transfer documents. You are so far ahead of us we could never repay your kindness."

William waved him off, as if the money for their engagement was nothing. If he considered $20 million nothing, Stephano decided he wanted to be in Williams's tax bracket.

They were eating in silence, and the mood was getting more depressing by the moment. Jemma wanted everyone to laugh and break this awful mood that permeated the room for so long. She had the perfect story to do it, and she did not care if William got angry with her or not, because it was perfect for the occasion.

"Did I ever tell you how I broke the news to William, that I was pregnant?"

William immediately said, "Jemma, don't do it."

Bruno laughed. "If he said no that quickly, I definitely want to hear it, because it must be funny as hell."

Stephano and Victoria agreed. They wanted to hear it also.

Jemma said, "I knew William was extremely wealthy, but I never asked him how wealthy he was. All my credit cards were black, and I had a checkbook that William told me that I could buy anything my heart desired, without asking him.

I tested him one day, while he was reading the financial paper. I said, "William, I just bought a trip to the space station for three months. I start my training, in Houston, in February, for two months and then I go to Kazakhstan to continue my training for three more months, before I get into the Soyuz rocket and they send me off into space. It cost $25 million. Is there enough money in my checkbook cover it?"

Without looking up, or blinking an eye, he said, "Yes dear, there is more than enough money in your accounts to cover the check." He continued reading the paper as if nothing important had been discussed.

I was so frustrated by his indifferent attitude; I launched myself across the table and tackled him to the ground.

"You bastard, you did that to me on purpose. You knew I was testing you, and you wouldn't give me a raised eyebrow, or a sideways glance at the mention of $25 million. I should spank you, but I know you would take me into the bedroom and spank me later. You spank harder than I do, and I have an orgasm that knocks me out, when you do. You trained me too well, William, and that was cheating."

He said, "You needed very little training, my love. You just needed to be led in that general direction, and you ran the rest of the way, by yourself. You love the excitement of being restrained, and being made to feel like a little girl again. As soon as I told you to do something, you got wet. You go from calm, to cuming, at a look, or word from me. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I will never let you go."

I cuddled up in his arms, and thanked him for saying that, because I said I had something to tell him.

William joked with me and said, "You really are going to the space station."

"No, but I will be going someplace in six months."

"Where are you going in six months, Jemma?"

"I don't know the exact day, but in approximately 6 months, I'll be going to the hospital."

He asked, "What's wrong Jemma? How could you know you have to go to the hospital, six months in advance to get it taken care of?"

"All I had to do was count, William. I know the last time I had my period and the doctor and I agreed that I am three months pregnant, with your son."

I had found a way to get even with my husband. I finally got the reaction out of him I had been trying to get since we met. I could not buy him anything he did not have the best of already. I did not tell him, when I came off the birth control pills, because I wanted to have his child, while he was still young enough to enjoy playing with his baby. The only thing I wished for, at that moment, was a camera in my hand. The look on his face was priceless. He was never at a loss for words. He was never shocked. He always had the perfect retort to anyone's statement. This look would be etched in my mind forever; but no one would believe my description of it, because he always managed to stay under control.

"Not this time, this time I got him good. It took him nearly 5 minutes to get himself under control. I wasn't sure he was breathing, and I kept checking his skin to make sure he wasn't turning blue. When he finally came coherent again, he asked a very important question."

"How did you get pregnant?"

I replied, in my most sincere voice, "The usual way."

"How do you know it's a boy?"

"I found out through the magic of television. He may be small now, but he has this thing, between his legs that a girl doesn't have."

"You stopped taking your birth control pills?"

"I knew you were a genius, William."

"You are getting very close to a spanking, Jemma."

"You cannot strike a pregnant woman, William."

"Okay, I'll keep a list of all the times I was supposed to spank you, while you are pregnant. I will get even with you after you deliver my son."

"It may take me a long time to recover from that spanking, William. Who will take care of our son?"

"His nanny, of course; you don't think I would entrust you to raise my son, do you?"

I was all over William, like a rash, and all he did was laugh. He recovered from his loss of mental acuity, and was now taking charge of our conversation. He was laughing at me. I was laughing at him, and we were both very happy about our new situation.

This story had its desired effect. Everyone in the room was laughing, including William. The effect didn't last long, but it did help lighten the hearts of everyone just a little.

The charge nurse walked into the room with papers for William to sign. It was for Patricia's surgery, the following morning. Everyone listened as she explained the procedure to him; the possible dangers to her, while she was under the anesthetic, and the hoped-for benefits when the nutrients entered her body.

William signed the papers and received copies for his files.

Stephano asked the nurse, "Couldn't Patty get the same nutrients drinking those high-energy drinks they sell at the health food stores?"

"Yes, but you would have to get her to swallow, and in her current condition, it would take hours to get her to consume the amount she would need for one meal. It would be a constant battle to get her to drink it, and it would be very messy."

"I understand nurse, thank you."

Stephano said he had to stretch his legs and get some coffee. He asked if anyone would care to join him, but everyone declined. He left the room, and as soon as it was safe he called Paul and told him what he needed to buy and load it on to the helicopter before they met that evening. He walked back into the room holding a hot cup of coffee, and no one was the wiser.

By 8 PM, everyone had gone except Stephano, and he dutifully sat down next to Patty, and talk to her as she always did. However, this time he explained what was going to happen, later in the evening. He told her, "Patty, I am taking you home to die. I think that's what you want to do, and I believe you just don't want to do it here. I'm going to bring you to your mother, and let you to talk it out. Whatever decision is made, I hope you are happy. If you decide to die I will be devastated. I will use your gun and follow you. There will be no sense my staying here any longer. It took me a long time to grow up and find someone that was truly my mate, and made for me in heaven. I know I will never meet you there, because I will be committing sin, which is unforgivable. I find it preferable than life on this planet without you. I hope you can forgive me. It will all be over for both of us, when the sun rises tomorrow."

Stephano told the nurse he was going to stretch his legs and get a bite to eat. You would be back shortly. He went down to the bowels of the hospital looking for a container that Patty would fit in. She was close to 100 pounds, and he found so many barrels, and boxes she would fit into the found, he found it difficult to choose the right one. He also found a hand truck that could be used to carry either a barrel, or a box.

Step 1, the rental van was already in the parking lot. Step 2, in his plan to take Patty from the hospital was complete. Step 3, happened at 1:38 AM, when Rita dropped Paul off at the hospital and returned to the helicopter to preflight it. She would take off at 1:50 AM, and land at the ball field at 1:57 AM, and turn off all the lights. Step 4 started at 1:45 AM. Paul and Stephano met by the candy machines in the basement. Stephano had appropriated two sets of hospital green uniforms during the day. They put them on over their clothes, including hospital masks. They took the service elevator up to the third floor, using the hand truck, and a barrel. The nurses, medicine cart was down the hall, and no one was at the desk. Stephano disabled Patty's alarms, and proceeded down the hall to room 323. He took the pillows, and blankets from the closet of her room, and put them into the barrel. Paul and he lifted Patty gently off the bed, and put her feet first into the barrel, covered her with her blanket, and put her pillow behind her neck. They closed the ring on top of the barrel and proceeded towards the elevator.

The nurse was standing at her cart, putting medicines into the computer, but took no notice of the two men. They got into the elevator, went down to the basement level, and exited through the maintenance doors. They removed their masks and walked towards the van.

They were stopped in the parking lot, by a roving security patrol. The guard asked them what they were removing from hospital property, at this time of night.

Stephano thinking quickly said, "Unstable alcohol, sir. They use it in the ORs, when they clean the tables, and cabinets. When they opened it, it caused the nurses to pass out. We are returning to the manufacturer. The only time they would take it, is at night, when they have minimum staff. I would open it for you, but it is not a wise idea."

The guard asked him to sign the checkout sheet; and where he was going. Stephano signed the name of one of the staff members he knew, and a name from one of the many vendors he saw attached to the IV bags listed hanging from the pole Patty's room.

The delay was very short, and they were on their way to the ball fields, moments later.

They drove well below the speed limit, and pulled up to the church before 2 AM. Rita flashed the landing lights, to give an indication where she was.

Stephano and Paul removed Patty from the barrel, plus all the pillows and blankets that were stored inside. They put the keys under the front seat, and locked the van. Everything had gone as planned.

They loaded Patty into the rear of the helicopter, strapped her in, and covered her.

Paul went to the captain's side of the aircraft, and found Rita sitting there.

"Paul, can I fly us home?"

"No! Get to the other side now."

"You are never getting laid again."

"You are close, baby, you are very close. Let's not ruin it, by having someone find out you flew this illegally."

"It was so much fun, Paul; flying this all by myself. It was thrilling."

"You have another 135 hours, before you qualify for the test. It's not that long. You will have your license before you know it. Then we can share the flying time."

"Do you mean it, Paul? You will share the flying time with me."

"You are going to be a certified pilot, why wouldn't I?"

"Oh Paul, I love you."