Charles Helps His Mother Feel Pleasure Again Chapter 8 Fix
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My father, Charles Sr, is an old-fashioned, high-strung Type A personality workaholic and likely alcoholic! (Our liquor cabinet has many different brand names inside it.)
He has slowly gone from working late one night a week, to three and now practically every night. He doesn’t get home until sometimes, two in the morning when he does get home. He’s the general manager of a financial service’s corporation with a regional office in downtown Columbus. I’ve never been there, but I assume he has a couch, like those guys in MAD MEN!
Because of the worldwide markets, he’s always there or on the phone or on his computer. He gets home for dinner ... maybe once or twice a week; and on Stock Market holidays. The US Stock Market isn’t the only one, thus keeping him up very late.
I hardly see him anymore because of our conflicting schedules. When he does get home for dinner, it’s interesting to watch him eat, have a very few conversations with Mom, and acknowledges my existence on occasion.
He was very hands-on when my older brother Steven and twin sisters Sally and Sarah were my age growing up.
However, my sisters are six years older than me, and have moved out to live together, although they show up for meals every now and then, usually without calling first. I certainly don’t mind, they are kind of cute, but in a sisterly way.
Steven is a full nine years my elder. He tried working with Dad for a year, but apparently couldn’t cut muster to Charles Sr. standard.
Nowadays, I see my mother a lot more than I see my father, but we’re still a ‘nuclear family’ as the expression goes. It’s just that some days are more nuclear than others.
I recently asked my mom, “Excuse me for saying such a thing, but since dad is gone for days and evenings, could he be stepping out on you?”
“Charles are you suggesting that your own father is having an affair?” she restated in amazement.
“I guess I am, I’m sorry, Mom ... Never mind!”
“Actually, when he started being gone for more than two days, I was worried about that. So much so that I hired a private detective to follow him.”
I hesitated to ask this, but she seemed in the right frame of mind, “And what did the private dick find out?”
“That he worked until midnight, and then checked into a hotel less than a block from work.”
“No women, or men, were seen going in or out of his room.”
“Then, he got up at 5AM and went back to work. Your father, while not stepping out on me, is a grade A workaholic.”
Funny how she used the same words I had thought of?
“The private dick, as you called him so eloquently, also saw him stopping at a liquor store, where he bought three bottles of vodka and two bottles of scotch whiskey! It’s not here!”
“Despite all of that, he’s a decent man and a fantastic provider, Charles,” she said with tears now streaming down her face.
“I know you don’t think much of him, but he has been a respectable man. I must admit that we haven’t been intimate for over a year?”
“Whoa ... Mom, that’s way too much information!” I blushed.
“I’m just trying to explain that I have been a little tense because I have been without the love of a man for a while now.”
“I even gave thought to finding someone to alleviate that particular problem, but I haven’t had the guts to do anything about it.”
I got up, and went over to her, and gave her a hug, “I am so sorry Mom, I never imagined in a million years everything you just explained to me.”
“Since you have been so forthcoming, I need to tell you something.”
“Go ahead, Charles!”
“I’m pretty sure that I am in love with Claire. My problem is I am only 12 years old so there’s not much I can do about it.”
“Have you told her how you feel?”
“That’s difficult to do. I am trying to come to grips with these new feelings that are washing over me like a soothing waterfall.”
She said, “This would not be a good thing to talk to Brian with, so if you need some counseling about this, just let me know, OK honey?”
“Thanks mom, you’re the best! I love you, Antoinette!”
Charles Sr. doesn’t go to functions like this BBQ very much, but Mom snagged him with the old chestnut, “He’s growing up right before your very eyes.”
So, we got out the Land Rover and piled our gang, including Sally and Sarah into it and went over to pick up Brian’s mini-brood of his mother and older sibling, Karen. (His father, Jeffrey Fleming, died when my best friend was only five years old).
With my father in the car, there was a silent prayer before we left for Claire’s home. How ironic!
Claire’s father, Daniel was preparing to start cooking as my dad walked up to him and introduced himself, and my mother.
Mom quickly scooted off to talk to Sarah. They immediately went into the kitchen to talk and probably conspire about something.
Susan’s parents, Steven and Esther Williams, walked up to Daniel and introduced themselves, and they split off to chat with the other moms and dads.
I met Susan’s 18-year-old sister, Marie for the first time. Just as pretty as Susan, with even longer blonde hair she wore down. I kissed her hand, while Brian was keeping a good hold of Susan.
Lastly, Brian’s mother, Shirley Fleming, went up to and introduced herself to the McArthurs and Williams.
In front of Brian and Claire, Karen gave me a kiss on the cheek, and went to find others her age. Brian gave me a smarmy look while Claire gave me a soft love tap on the back of my head.
I noticed that the dance floor was back up again. I nodded to Claire and she saw it as well and smiled, “At least we won’t be dancing alone this time. We have our parents who grew up with this music and the corresponding dances.”
“Yeah, Beautiful, but I wouldn’t put it past your father or mother to expect us to start the afternoon’s festivities. By the way, Claire, what is scheduled besides eating and dancing — any Reindeer games today?”
After giggling, she responded, “If there is, I couldn’t find out. Mom and Dad have been suspiciously quiet about the subject, so that makes me think that something is definitely planned,” Claire said with one of her dimpled smiles.
“Maybe the First Annual McArthur-Newman-Williams-Fleming BBQ,” I said mischievously.
“That banner would cost a fortune,” Claire said giving me a kiss on the cheek.
Brian and Susan came up to us, and we all spent some time just shooting the breeze until a whistle permeated the relative quiet.
Mrs. McArthur had been the whistler and said to us all, “Food’s ready — Come and Get it!”
All of us kids got in line first. Little Kalista went in front of me. I leaned over and asked her what she wanted to eat. She told me, and I told her that I would order for her if she would like me to.
Her big beautiful dimpled smile was my answer.
Brian and Susan were right behind us, and I said quietly to Claire, “You had better behave today, no kissing all right — at least not in front of all of these adults.”
“I don’t know, X. Sometimes, when I’m near you, something just ... washes over me, you know?” she stated.
“Well, Claire. Fight the impulse. I would like to survive today, OK?”
“Of course, X,” she said. She is so cute. Her hair was down and loose and she had on an outfit similar to the previous BBQ. She is even prettier with her hair down past her shoulders. She wears it all up on her head at the Cotillions, making her appear older.
I asked her, “Do you want the same things you had last BBQ, food wise?”
She looked at me with those pretty brown eyes and said, “Yes. I want everything to be just like the last BBQ.” She was behind me, holding on to my belt loop. That seems to be our thing.
I knew what was coming, but I turned, so it was on my cheek. Brian and Susan noticed and were probably listening to us, and they both chuckled together.
“Are you trying to get yourselves grounded?” Susan said to her BFF.
Claire used her finger to wipe the gloss off my cheek.
Kalista snuck back in the line just in front of me, “Hello again, Charles. I would like a piece of chicken, some regular chips and an ice-cold can of Coca-Cola, please?”
For these BBQs, they even get those hard-cardboard gray carriers that has a corner molded to hold a drink with room for the sandwich and chips, so I handed it carefully to the eight-year-old. She giggled and joined the other younger kids. Most were redheads, a few were younger than Special K.
“Claire will have a cheeseburger, chips and a Diet Pepsi, and I will have a double hamburger no cheese, chips and a Diet Pepsi, please?”
Remembering from last week, her dad offered, “Oh, she’s got you drinking Diet Pepsi already? Why no cheese this week, Charles?”
“It gives me a bit of ... bad breath, Sir,” I answered, blushing a bit.
“You sound like a very considerate young man. Don’t let CC break you too quickly?”
“Daddy, you leave Charles alone, please?”
“When she stops giggling, Charles — that’s the time to be worried. Very, very worried,” he said.
“Yes, Sir.”
After the food had been served and eaten, Mrs. McArthur got up and announced the following:
“Since just last weekend was our Annual Family BBQ, today we intend to have only a couple of games. We have, Spoon Egg Carry, Pass the Fruit, Sack Races, and Egg Toss for distance. All of these are completely voluntary.”
I turned to Claire and asked, “What’s Pass the Fruit?”
“A person takes an orange and puts it under their chin. The next person must get it from them and put it under their own chin, all without using their hands. Want to play it together when it’s time, Charles?” Claire suggested, suggestively.
“Sounds like a lot of fun, CC.”
Mrs. McArthur spoke again, “Anybody who wants to play Spoon Egg Carry, come on up.”
All four of us did. You would think it would be easy to carry a raw egg in a spoon. Try it, hopping on one foot while tied to another person, and you are both blindfolded. What a mess!
Surprisingly, Susan’s parents won with Claire’s parents in second and my parents, of all people, in third place.
It must be an adult thing or a married couple thing.
While things stopped for a moment to clean up and such, Claire and I went into the living room and practiced the Foxtrot steps we learned the previous Tuesday night at my house.
Nobody missed us; things were quieting down for a while. I am glad Claire and I went through the steps. We were both a little rusty. We heard an announcement for Pass the Fruit, so we ran back outside to join in on that.
Mrs. McArthur was about to hand us an orange, when she thought out loud, “Maybe, the youngest shouldn’t play this. There is a lot of ... close physical contact.”
While the adults’ sort of smirked at this remark, all the kids rebelled and were saying, “That’s not fair!”
Mrs. McArthur apparently didn’t realize the way to get kids motivated, was to tell them they couldn’t do something.
Claire said, “Come on Mom, it’s going to be fun. Let us play, please?”
“Mrs. McArthur, you can trust both Brien and I, always,” I said, standing and proudly raising my right arm to the square and invoked the three-fingered Scout Salute:
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“Ooooohhhhh — That was a joke, Charles? That was my soon to be fourteen-year-old sons’ idea of a joke. Ha-Ha. Hmmm ... you knew I was behind the door, didn’t you? Well, you got me pretty good there, Chuckles. I must admit.” She started laughing with us; so, I guess she was OK, but I am going to start being more careful, generally speaking. RING “Hello, this is Charles Newman, who may I ask is calling?” “This is Kalista McArthur, Mr. Newman. Calling to see how you are doing?” “Kalista. So...
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“OK, last subject – turning professional and going on this tour. I am beginning to believe, that we are going to like dancing for people on this tour more than anything else, so I suggest we all turn professional right away, informing the NDCA at the proper time. We go on this US Tour, and maybe even Michaels’ World Tour as well.” “Then we maybe find out about going on the World Dance Council International Tour, or starting our own Tour, something along the lines of ‘The Claire and Special K...
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Breaking the mood, Sarah said, “He’s not the greatest dancer ever, but he’s darn close. Thank you for stopping by,” she added, rubbing my back saying, “She’s not too far from the truth, Charles?” I leaned into Sarah and cried for a bit. Fed, showered, and dressed - we showed up early for our second Carnegie Hall Performance, these folks paid $2,500 each to see us, so we really needed to be jazzed and ready. Walking up to Michael, I saw he’d actually put on the T-shirt we got him. “Hey...
She has long curly hazel hair that reaches the middle of her shoulders, currently a mess from her nightly movements. Her name is Sue, she is a widower with one son, his name is Charles, her husband died during a tour over seas, he was a military man and was always being shipped all over the place, this last time he didn't come back, she still mourns for him as she places her hand on the pillow where his head would have once rested. She slowly opened her eyes giving them a waking rub with...
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“You had me worried there for a minute, Tiger,” she said giving me a new nickname. “I thought I felt your hands moving towards my butt.” “They did ... a little, but I was in control of my hands the whole time, OK Love.” “OK Love,” she repeated quietly. Jimmy told us that during the next week we would likely still be working on the Tango and Cha-Cha. Claire and I only needed to refine our steps and learn a few more. We must keep Jimmy satisfied. ==== It was Saturday night, and Annie and...
Sarah went to her daughter and hugged her, tightly. “Yes, I do,” she said just loud enough for us all to hear. My mother started back up, “Claire, calm down. I believe you, but I need you both to be thinking clearly these next few days ... about only dancing! You may become stars whether you win this competition or not, if David Letterman has his way. He may even ask you to go on his show. I believe it broadcasts from Manhattan. I had better go and talk to Jimmy about this.” “Go ahead and...
I blushed deeply as we started to dance using our classic routine we’d made so long ago, to this—her favorite song. She glowed as we danced close enough together to push the ‘girls’ up and against my chest. I glanced quickly down at them, but I just as quickly, returned to the beautiful face of my future mother-in-law as we danced alone on the dance floor. The music ended as I rolled her out and in, ending with my arms completely surrounding her from behind. The audience had been as...
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FIFTEEN YEARS LATER (2032) “Charles?” K said, now 28. “Yes, Princess?” I responded, now 33. “Everybody’s gone, leaving us alone.” “Where did they all go to?” I asked. “Claire, Annie and Sarah with Rose and Michael, along with Ken and his brood, went to check on the newest Charles & Claire Dance Studio in Pittsburgh. On their way back they were going to Columbus for the day, to check on the studio that Brian and Susan, and their family, are in charge of.” “That leaves us all alone,...
The Announcer came on: “Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls; school’s out and guess who’s back joining us? Charles & Claire!” A wonderful round of applause came up from the crowd, the returning kids smiled at us, the new kids glared at us. “But they are last today, so let’s get started.” He went on to announce the first competitors and it began. Things were moving along, I felt a bit more nervous than usual. Claire came up to me and said, “Charles, remember we’re waltzing today, this...
Claire said, “I guess we’ll find out who wins the battle of the chesticles, won’t we, Mom?” Sarah did a shake and said, “In sheer size, dear – there’s no comparison.” They all laughed and snorted. “All right let’s go ... Dammit! The stat site is down, I need to call Ken about this!” “Oh,” Sarah said. “We got a request from Disney to make our posters available in the non-USA Parks. Without running it by anyone, I said to go ahead, but only in Japan. I figured we could find out how...
“Yes, a Terrible Tango routine,” I said. “Must find just the right music,” as I started rummaging through our music collection. “What about ‘Hernando’s Hideaway,’ Charles? We have practiced to it a couple of times?” Claire suggested. “No, Claire ... it’s a great song to Tango to, but I want something that works for only you and me ... so nobody else will dare dance to it, after we do.” “Aren’t we getting a little full of ourselves, Charles?” mom asked. “No Mom, the music is important;...
2nd City Grand Rapids, MI Radisson Hotel Here, we performed at the DeVos Place Convention Center in the DeVos Performance Hall, which seats 2,400 people. Mr. Bublé told me we got in here because Harry Connick Jr cancelled, and we got the date. The irony of that is that the two of them have reasonably similar singing styles as well as they sing a lot of the same old crooners’ tunes. From there, we schlepped to, 3rd City Detroit, MI Holiday Inn Woodhaven 4th City Akron, OH Sheraton Suites...
My girls all came up to me wondering exactly what I was going to say. As usual, I said that I didn’t know yet, I’d planned to wing it. The cameraman was getting instructions through his earpiece and I got Claire and Kalista on either side me. He backed up a bit and gave me a 5 – 4 – 3 – 2 – 1. The reporter handed me her mike, and I said, straight into the TV camera in front of me, “Ladies and Gentlemen, and kids of all ages, from the Pacific to the Atlantic. Welcome to the Columbus Mall, in...
“Let’s get back to the hotel everybody,” Annie said. “Michael, when do we leave for Russia?” “In three days, we fly from here to Novosibirsk, Russia, about 2,950 miles, then on to Moscow, an additional 1,730-mile leg, after that to St. Petersburg, our final Russian stop,” Michael said. “Good, I might just sleep for the next two days Michael,” I said. Claire leaned in close and said, “Not without me, you won’t?” The realization of the previous evening, hit me when I woke up. I had my arms...
The Honourable Charles Crighton, eldest son of the Jacob, Baron Easterleigh was feeling very proud of himself. He had for the past hour conversed politely and pleasantly with Miss Jayne Fanshawe - Smythe whilst walking around the gardens of the ancestral home and had on no occasion so much as touched any part of her, except when he dutifully kissed her hand on meeting. It was another of Mother’s ruses to get him wed. It had become her obsession to have him tied down in the tedium of holy...
I chuckled, put the phone down and ran to Mom in the kitchen asking her if Claire could come over in the morning to practice. Of course, she said, “Are you ready to be a proper gentleman this time, young man?” I bowed my head and said, “Yes, ma’am. I have got Claire holding on the phone. Could we get her this time, instead of one of her family having to drop her off, please?” That probably sounded a bit needy. “That was the perfect amount of groveling. Go tell her we will be coming to get...
“E-rog-en-ous Zones – look it up. They are places on a woman’s body that, when touched ... or kissed, can produce the female equivalent of your ‘problem,’ at least it makes us feel really good all ‘inside.’” “A young girl like Claire or Kalista doesn’t know they have places on their backs that control specific parts of their anatomy, and can create a lot of sexual feelings, and in your and their cases, sexual frustration. Be Careful, dude,” Sarah finished. “Since this doesn’t sound like...
Trance like, I swung my right leg over Charles's face and settled my soaking wet and gaping pussy onto his mouth. The contents of my pussy was draining from deep inside me but I didn’t care. I was so damn close to another orgasm when Rocky thrust his huge cock hard and deep into me, pinning my waist to the bed and filling my pussy with his thick hot load. I could feel each pulse of his thick cock swell and pump the cum from his balls into my waiting pussy. He'd slammed me good, fucking me...
CuckoldAfter we got home, I changed into a swimsuit and practically jumped into the spa. Being that everyone else was of a like mind, within a half hour, I was joined by my entire C.A.S.K of ladies. Kalista came up to me and asked, in an alarmingly sexual tone, “Whatcha doin, Loverboy,” and she sat down on my lap, spreading herself out in a leisurely manner. “Well, Special K, you sexy lump of clay, you, I was looking at the final leg of our US SST tour.” I had my laptop on a stool...
We all laughed for the next hundred miles or so as we headed towards our, 31st City Salt Lake City One Night SLC Marriott City Center We arrived in Salt Lake City about three am. Sarah had gotten us a large suite with two queens and a rollaway. We’re performing at the Salt Palace the day after tomorrow. We were emotionally drained from the last six hours of things happening, so Kalista got in the rollaway, provided I give her a goodnight kiss, which I did, and I crawled into bed with my...
“Both of our mothers, along with our future stepdaughter, would kill us both if we did something as stupid as that,” she responded. “You’re right Claire, and when you are right – you are right,” I said, first looking over the delicious body of my soon to be wife, then starting another kiss. “I am so horny, and you are so gorgeous – a deadly combination, my dear.” “I am up for a little ‘afternoon delight,’ Charles?” she said grinning at me, reminding me again of that wonderful June evening...
The next morning, after working out and coming back to take a shower, I looked at our list of cities we’d gone to so far and determined that we have been to 30% of the total cities, and we’re about eight months into our 24-month long Tour so far, which ... matches up. We’re less than two months from Kalista’s 12th birthday. Our second Anaheim performance was as electric as the first, then we had a day off, then Fullerton for a single, the next day was our ‘Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon...
We got home and Sammi, with her daughters’ help, got out the photographic equipment. Michael and Rose helped set it all up, under her direction. My son may have a crush on Samantha! Sarah was on the Internet, looking at something, as Kalista and I went up to change. We got into our matching red outfits we’d purchased while in San Francisco for IGB event. After our pictures were taken, Rose and Michael wanted to have theirs taken, so I told them to change into something they dance in, while...
When they saw us walk up to their ticket windows, there was a scream from within, and they called their supervisor who gave us all free passes for the day. Ever-present Sarah showed me she had autographing pens with her. First thing we did was to take the Behind the Scenes Tour that showed off their zoological support area, and Jonathan, our guide, made a prideful point of mentioning all of the endangered species they had at their park. After the Tour was over, our guide, Jonathan stayed...
“I am so excited,” Annie said. “How do you calm down when you get this excited.” Michael knew, so he walked over to her and gave her a nice kiss, possibly the best kiss they had yet shared. She touched her lips and seemed calmer. “He certainly takes after his father,” Kallie said. “Charles did that to Sarah once, and she was never the same again.” “Five minutes please,” our tech girl announced through my headset. I passed that along to the gang. Turning to my wife, I said, “Ready for...