Starting from Scratch Ep. 023: BED BUGS

"Nympho." He joked.

"Tragically true in every way. Your nympho forever though. I promise you that."

"That's why I'm giving you some slack in the leash. Our agreement stands. You fuck who you want, I'll fuck who I want. We just exist and show each other who is really important."

Sitting up she timidly smiles, "For better or worse." She flashes her wedding band. Once he shares his own wedding ring to acknowledge his vows she gets up and prowls to the closet opening the door as far as it could open, the mirror tilted away from the bed. That was the only thing that saved the twins from being seen. With their reflections no longer in risk of being presented they finally took a breath.

Selecting a loose fitting extremely long tan colored nightshirt, with a wide collar that when put on shared one bare shoulder in it's roominess, cleavage stunning but not harsh she tugged it down over her hips. It offered plenty of her tanned legs, to just barely beneath her ass cheeks and still weeping snatch. Skipping any shoes she just paused in the closet doorway looking at her husband. She wanted to say something but just looked sad. Even today at school her antics weighed her down, with all that she had done. Huffing her cheeks she stepped to the bedroom door and unlocked it.

"I'll be back around 6:30 or 7:00."

"Make it 7:30. Bring your courage with you." He lay outstretched on his side head supported by his hand. "I'll make dinner for the girls."

"I love you Henry."

"Love you too. Go drink." Opening the door and closing it behind her she left him with a worried look and headed downstairs to procure her own bottle of wine from their basement wine cellar. Once gone he fell back on the bed and looked at the ceiling. Speaking loud enough to hear he said, "I like being called Daddy. That's pretty hot." His thoughts however went right back to his chat with Tessa Harper about incorporating his daughters into his game as incest. "I just can't fuck my daughters."

Dakota and Sable bulged their eyes hearing his admission. Dakota felt heartbroken suddenly. Sable was sighing with relief.

"I mean...I suppose I could..." He finished his sentence in thought, "...it's just in my game Frisque...not reality. Maybe..."

"OH MY GOD!" Dakota's heart resuscitated with butterflies in her stomach, her mind reeling at what he had said. Sable? She just hid her face in her arms, she had to pee. All she wanted was for her Dad to get up, get dressed and leave so they could escape.

Sadly, Henry's thoughts led to one more rub off now that he was considering using false daughters in his pornographic RPG game. That and reviewing Josie's Daddy verse in his head. Fantasy took over and they listened to him mumble, "That's right you little bitches. Show your Daddy you love his cock."

Dakota wanted to show herself but Sable pinned her down to her side saying, "Don't be dumb."

Enduring five more unforgiving minutes until Henry growled, "TAKE IT! SWALLOW IT ALL." The girls squirmed. Did he really want them? It sounded like it. Frozen in time they lay beneath his bed confused yet smirking at his stamina. Once his verbal assault died down he got out of bed and took another quick shower.

Sensing it safe to sneak out they quietly bolted from their parents bedroom and parted ways. Doors closed rather loudly they sighed with relief. That and to ponder everything they had seen and heard.

Fifteen minutes later Henry McKellen had gotten dressed and stepped from his room. Thinking over what to make for dinner he opted to see if the girls were home to offer two choices. Creaking open Dakota's door he found an unexpected sight that made him fear speaking. His daughter was totally nude atop her perfectly made bed masturbating with heated intensity. Hearing her mumble, "Yes Daddy!" He expressed a silent whistle and retreated before he could hear any more. Too close for comfort.

Moving to Sable's room he discovered even she was stretched out on her bed fingering herself. Instead of hearing "Yes Daddy." , he heard, "Oh Travis." then, "Oh Corey." , followed by, "Please don't fight over me." Fidgeting he gave up softly sealing her door closed.

"Oh, boy!"

Lots of boys technically.

Get it right Daddy.