Serial - Suddenly Daddy Part 4

Through the hall, first door on your right, you tuck in and close the door.  The bathroom is clean, classy, tasteful.  Like the rest of the house.  You look at yourself in the mirror and shake your head in disbelief.  These kids, these weird fucking kids, they were going to be trouble.  Calling you Daddy was messed up enough, now they were trying to give you foot jobs under the table?  You didn't know which one it was, it easily could have been either of them.  They were both flirts and you were pretty sure both went for men.  What you weren't sure about was whether it had been done as an actual come on or simply to throw a monkey wrench into your attempts to get with their mother.  Either way meant problems.

Splashing some water on your face you dry it off with a hand towel.  You sigh.  The way Claire had looked at you as you hit it off with her kids, that beautiful smile of relief.  The way she held your hand.  There was a future here if you wanted it bad enough.  In the past you'd have been happy enough with a one night stand or a brief fling, but not this time.  Claire was different.  If you had a shot at being with her you were damn sure going to take it.  You were sure you'd never get a chance at a woman like her again.  You got along effortlessly, enjoyed each other's humor, she knew who you were and didn't have unrealistic expectations of you.  And of course you had a powerful physical attraction for each other.

You decide that for the time being you just had to take it one step at a time.  Tonight was not the night for confrontations.  You'd keep your distance from the kids and just try to get along with everyone.  Once you had befriended the children more and hopefully bonded more deeply with Claire, once you were really a part of their lives, then you would start laying down the law about certain boundaries.  Besides, once the kids saw how serious you were about their mother and once they truly started looking at you as a father figure then surely this strange flirtation they were doing with you would end on its own.

You take a fortifying breath and take one last look at yourself in the mirror.  You could do this.  You turn and open the door.  Standing right there was Poppy, a bright smile and chewing gum.

“Hi Daddy.”  She says in bubbly tone.  “You didn't flush.”

Once more you are back on your heels.  “Uh, oh, I just, uh, washed my hands.  Did you...need something?”

“I just need to use the washroom.”  She says.  She is now standing in the doorway, taking up most of the space and making it difficult to leave.  She snaps her gum inside her mouth.  You didn't like being cornered like this.

“Uh, excuse me Poppy.”  You say as you try to get around her.  She just keeps smiling as she turns sideways in the door frame, forcing you to have to brush past her as you exit.  As you do so, as carefully as you could, she leans into you.  Her firm breasts brushing against your ribs as you scoot through, her bright blue eyes staring you straight in the face as you go.  Daring you to do or say something.  You were starting to suspect that the overly friendly foot may have belonged to her.

As you enter into the hall you turn back toward her.  She is pressed back against the frame of the doorway, her arms behind her and her back arched to thrust her bosom up as she looks up at you.  Her smile was nothing but mischievous.

“Poppy.”  You start.

“Yes Daddy?”  She asks, a suggestive edge to her voice as she continues to gaze intently into your eyes.  It was unnerving to say the least.

“You don't...uh...oh never mind.”  You cut yourself off, you just wanted to get out of there.

You turn and leave her.  You could feel her eyes on your back as you hurry away.  This was insane.  You felt you'd be safer around Claire.  The kids would behave themselves around their mother.

As you enter the kitchen and dining room you see a hasty tidy up had been done.  Dishes were stacked in the sink though nothing had been rinsed or loaded into the dishwasher.  You continue through into the living room.  There Claire was on the couch and Jeremy on the loveseat.  As you walk in you notice the boy shimmy to the side, making room for you beside him.  He nibbles his bottom lip as seemed to be his habit, his big baby blue's follow you as you move.  You walk over to the couch and sit beside Claire.  The couch was too soft but still comfortable.  She leans into you, the pair of you making yourselves comfortable against one another.  You put your arm around her and hold her close.  It felt so natural being with her, so good.

“Jeremy's picked out a movie for us.”  She informs you as she gives you a little peck to the cheek.

You look over to him and smile.  “Good stuff.  What are we watching?”

His eyes are wide, staring into you just as intensely as Poppy had done just moments before.  He answers.  “Fifty Shades of Grey.”

You shoot a glance to Claire who only shrugs.  She seemed fine with it.  You retort.  “Huh, that's certainly an...interesting choice.”  

He laughs.  “It is pretty awful but Mom wouldn't let me put on anything harder.”  He is studying you closely, watching for reactions.  You try to play it cool despite how increasingly weirded out you were getting.  He adds.  “There are a few good scenes though.”  His voice, it was so soft and light, so feminine.  As were his face and slender body and mannerisms.  “Some nudity.  You don't mind some mild bondage scenes do you Ted?  Female bondage scenes?”  He asks as if it was the most normal thing in the world to ask someone who was trying to woo your mother and had only met just over a hour ago.  He seemed extremely interested in your answer.

You look at Claire again, once more she seemed as nonchalant as ever.  “It's fine I guess.  Sure.”  You answer unsure of what else to say.

Jeremy just smiles.  Without another word he turns and hits play.  The movie begins.  Poppy soon joins the group, sitting on the on the couch to your right but thankfully keeping some space between you.  The movie itself is insipid and boring outside of some of the sexy scenes, and even those weren't spectacular.

During one these scenes Poppy leaned forward and started whispering to her brother who was watching it now with rapt attention.  She teased him.  “Look at that Jeremy, look at him tie her down.  Oh, now he's blindfolding her...oh my god, could you imagine?”

“Poppy, don't tease him sweetie.”  Claire says, though even in her tone you could tell she didn't expect to be listened to.

Jeremy is squirming uncomfortably as he makes odd little noises.  He couldn't tear his eyes from the screen.  Poppy ignores her mother and continues.  “God, she's tied down. Look at her.   She can't get away.  He could do anything to her couldn't he?  She is totally at his mercy.”  Poppy looks over at your bewildered face and shoots you a wink.  She was showing off to you and enjoying it, pushing her brother's buttons in front of company.  “Imagine what he could do to her Jeremy.  She can't even get away even if she fought as hard as she could.”

Jeremy whispers more to himself than anyone else, his wide blue eyes not leaving the screen for even a heartbeat.  “It's okay, she likes it.  She likes it.  She likes it.”

“Does she?”  Poppy asks.  “I mean, he could just rape her if he wanted to.  She's so helpless.  She can't see.  She can just feel him.  And he's so much stronger than her too.”  Jeremy lets out a little whimper as he squirms uncomfortably.  His hands were in fists at his side, his mouth open as his breathing had picked up.  “Imagine if that was you brother?  Oh wow, imagine.”  Jeremy lets out another little cooing sound and shifts again, but he simply could not take his eyes from the scene in front of him.

“Poppy, please.”  Claire snips.

Again Poppy ignores her.  She giggles.  “Oh my god brother, you are hard as a rock!  In front of our new Daddy too.”  Your eyes glance despite yourself, she was definitely right.  The tight shorts hid nothing.  She teases.  “Look at you.  I bet you're leaking.  Are you wet Jeremy?  I bet you're all wet and sticky.  Your undies all wet with precum?  Ha ha ha.”  She looks to you once more.  “He's such a little sub this brother of mine.”

You just looked at her in disbelief.  You liked Claire, but this family of hers was all sorts of messed up.  These kids were off the chain!  You were starting to think up excuses to leave early, but the way Claire snuggled into you changed your mind.

“Okay, enough teasing Poppy.  I mean it.”  Claire finally says having had enough.  “You know what this stuff does to your brother.”  She then addresses her son.  “Jeremy, it's okay to feel that way.  It is perfectly natural.  We've all got things that do that to us.  Isn't that right Ted?”

You nod, backing her up with your best fatherly tone.  “Oh sure.  Everyone's got their kinks Jeremy, it's perfectly normal.”  The admiring look in Claire's eyes as you said that...she was so pleased with you right now.  You'd passed a test with flying colors.

Jeremy just nods quickly to acknowledge what you were saying but his attention was still glued to the screen as the bondage scene continued on.  This kid sure liked his BDSM scenes.

“What are your kinks Daddy Ted?”  Poppy asks cheerfully.

“That's none of your business Poppy.”  You reply, starting to get a bit testy at all this weirdness.

“Oh.”  Her face sours.  “Okay then.”  Poppy grumbles as she crosses her arms and pouts.  She was pissed.  You hoped you hadn't blown it with her but there was only so much you could take.

The rest of the movie goes by quietly, thank goodness.  The moment the credits are rolling Poppy gets up and leaves without so much as a word.  You can't help but think, 'What a brat!'  Jeremy, still sporting a raging hard on, quickly excuses himself and disappears as well.  Off to rub one out no doubt.

You were alone with Claire. Finally!

You look down at her, her head resting on your chest.  “I hope I didn't piss Poppy off too bad.”  You say.

“Oh, I wouldn't worry.  She's very temperamental.  Quick to anger, quick to forgive.  I think she actually likes you quite a bit.  I think they both do.”  Claire hugs into your side.  “I'm so happy.  You were amazing Ted.  So understanding, so funny, so...you were just great.  I knew you were different.  Other men that I've brought home just don't understand us.  They're so judgmental, but not you.”  She looks up at you like you were some sort of super hero.  As you look at her your breath is taken away.  God she was so beautiful.  So god damned beautiful.

You could understand these other men's point of view.  These kids were something else and they were going to take some getting used to.  But for Claire you'd do it.  “Hey, live and let live.  That's what I say.”  You grin.

Claire is smiling wide.  She asks in a soft sultry voice.  “Would you like to stay the night Ted?”

In your head you are doing a touchdown celebration, outwardly you just respond calmly.  “Yeah Claire, I'd like that.  I'd like that a lot”  You lean down and kiss those inviting luscious lips of hers.  You then joke.  “We'll have to be quiet.”  Referring to the prying ears of her kids.

Claire just shrugs.  “It's okay.  They don't mind.”