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Perchance to Dom Ch. 2

Date: 11/21/2014, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Spanking, Author: DiscipleN, Rating: 82.6, Source: sexstories.com

there." I was already on my feet, moving. Dad and Mom sat at the end of their king bed. He pinned one of her arms behind her back. She winced in front of me without shame. Father whispered, "Come in, Son." I swallowed the saliva pouring into my mouth. "I'll be brief, Walter. Your mother is not a toy. I am not a rival. Your grandfather is a blathering fool." "Yes, Father." "Repeat what I said." Father had never spoke like that to me. Something about him felt off. I didn't disappoint. "Mother is not a toy. You are not a rival. Grandfather is a blathering fool." Father released mother's arm. "Well, let's get dinner then. I'm famished!" He stood and strode out of his room, herding me out with him. Two days before the day we had discussed going camping on, I broke up with Cheryl. "Will you tell me why?" "I'm not ready to be entirely responsible for you, and if I keep making mistakes with you, I'll feel guilty." "You've found someone else." "Not yet." I lied. "Oh." She had been crying since she first realized what I was telling her. Now she stopped. She sniffed a few times, took a deep breath, and sighed. "Actually, I don't really need you." A month later, Cheryl called me, from work. "Can you swing by here before closing time?" "Got the mechanics armed with wrenches?" I smiled into the phone. "A few. I'm kidding. Just one." I made a beeline to the car dealership. "I ought to take you by the ear and plant your face in a fresh drip pan." Gina threatened me. Cheryl wasn't around. ... "That girl's been moping for weeks." "That's her business." "Fuck you." She did shake a wrench at me. "Look. I've never broke off with a girl before. I did the best I could." "Oh, she won't say your shoes touch the ground, but I've been around. I've dumped and been dumped. There is no best way. If you care enough about yourself, you'll have enough to share with others." "What? I came here for a Psychology Today lecture?" "No. You came here to pick me up for dinner. I'll get dressed." She left me in the service waiting room. I dialed home. "Mom, it's an emergency." "Is Cheryl holding a gun to your head?" I hadn't told mom where I was. She probably meant it in a general sense. "Um, yes and no, but this gun wants me to take it out to dinner." "Go and you'll be sleeping with the fishes before dawn." "You don't understand." "Details, Walter." I told her the situation. "Something between Aelphinia's five star and Denny's. No sushi." "You're a big help, Mom." "You're a big boy." She hung up. Damn. I thought this woman pushing forty looked sexy in stained overalls. Gina shook her ass into the glass walled room wearing a black tube skirt that hugged her knees and a red muscle shirt on top of a chest band. Her hair was a bit mussed, but I was staring at her breasts. They reached as far forward as her backside reached back. Gina laughed. "Where are you taking me?" "Not home to meet my parents." She shot to me a "get serious" glare. "You probably don't like sushi." Her face softened into ...