6 Times a Day

Chapter 117 Untitled

?Unfortunately, while Alan was now ready for more sexiness, Susan still was not, and that cast a pall over the entire house.

The sober mood was reflected in what happened when Amy came over that afternoon, not long after Alan woke up from his nap. Suzanne was consoling Susan in the kitchen while Katherine and Alan were reading in the living room when Amy burst in through the front door. She was her usual cheery self. "Hi guys!" she said to the Plummer children as she skipped into the room.

Her cheeriness died as she looked at the others, though a smile lingered on her face (since her normal expression was a smile). Alan and Katherine looked up at her mournfully, while Susan and Suzanne walked out of the kitchen towards her in the living room and looked at her angrily.

"Gosh, did I miss something?" Amy asked cluelessly. "Did somebody die?"

Suzanne glared at her and said acidly, "The only thing that's died is your sense of decency. What are you doing wearing that?"

Amy liked to wear shorts and a T-shirt around her house (or the Plummer house) almost every day, and that's more or less what she had on. Except her cut-off jeans shorts were so skimpy that they exposed a good deal of ass crack in the rear. Plus her shirt was skin-tight and had a large diamond-shaped hole in it to expose her plentiful cleavage. This kind of outfit was new for her. She hadn't yet heard of Susan's change of heart.

She stammered, "But I thought we had the 'no undies' thingy..."

Suzanne was pretending to go along with Susan's puritan mood so Susan would listen to her more. But it wasn't a stretch for her to criticize Amy's clothes, since she was overly protective of Amy to begin with. She barked, "Not anymore. We'll explain later. Go home and change out of those clothes this instant!"

Amy bowed her head down sadly. "Yes, Mom."

Unfortunately, the more Alan hung around the house and saw his mother's surly mood and Suzanne pretending to go along with it, the more depressed and hard to arouse he became. The incident with Amy only made things worse. Before long, he wondered how he'd managed to masturbate twice during his nap time, and he even felt guilty about that.

Alan was in a state of contemplation and remorse for the rest of the day. He considered himself a good, moral kid, and over the years he had justified his taboo fantasies with the reasoning that they were just fantasies. In his current state of mind he couldn't actually imagine having sex with either his mother or sister, and he could hardly believe his moment of weakness the day before when he'd been intent on having sex with his mother. That was the one thing he now felt especially guilty about. He also was very worried about his father coming back home. He couldn't get sexually aroused because he was letting things like the fear of getting caught overwhelm him.

Katherine had a completely different mindset. She had just started to get into acting out her long-held and deeply-forbidden fantasies about her brother, and she didn't take well to the new mood sweeping the house. She decided it would be her goal to at least get Alan out of his funk and again focused on sex.

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After dinner Wednesday night, Katherine and Alan continued to sit and talk to each other long after Susan had left the dining room and kitchen area.

Katherine thought this was a perfect opportunity to tease and arouse him, and she began doing so. She exposed her chest to him again under the thin excuse of asking his opinion about her breasts (again). Even though he didn't seem as interested as she'd hoped, she persisted in tempting him.

But then a few minutes later, Susan returned and caught her red-handed.

Susan walked right behind Katherine and commented sarcastically and crossly, "Angel, you're shirt has come undone just a bit."

In fact, Katherine had had to burrow down through her conservative, highly restrictive clothes (worn to appease Susan) to expose herself. First she'd had to pull her sweater up, and then she'd had to unbutton her blouse beneath it. Finally she was able to expose her breasts and was playing with them when Susan walked in. So there was no way her shirt could have come undone by accident, even though she still wasn't wearing any underwear.

"Just a bit?" Katherine said hopefully, praying she wouldn't be punished.

"More than a bit, Angel. I can't believe this! Don't play stupid with me. I know you'll say you're just trying to help stimulate him, but those antics belong in the past. He'll have to get by without our assistance from now on. What if your father were home, for goodness sake? It's my fault for setting a bad example, so I'm not going to get as angry as I should. And please, already, I'd appreciate it if you'd wear a bra."

Luckily Susan didn't think to check what might be exposed under the table - she hadn't figured her daughter would go so far as to expose herself there as well. But actually Katherine hadn't worn any panties either, and she'd taken full advantage of that fact.

Alan had caught on, and had pretended to drop things and look under the table at his sister's hairy pussy all throughout dinner - he wasn't so distraught and guilty that he would object to peeking at a pussy.

But after Katherine had been chastised, what fun and games there were came to an end. She decided to maintain a lower profile, at least for the time being.

That night, after going to bed, Alan again tried to masturbate, attempting to get closer to his required daily average. With the lights off and his eyes closed, he tried to return to his fantasy of getting blown by Susan and Suzanne at the same time, since that had been so effective earlier. But it didn't work as "super Viagra" this time, because he couldn't even get his penis erect.

It probably would have worked if he could have concentrated fully on the fantasy, but he couldn't put his worries aside. In particular, he kept thinking about how his father's return home might change things. He had a deep fear that Susan would use her recent sexual awakening to try her new sexual skills and enthusiasm on Ron.

Shit! If Mom gives him a blowjob even half as good as the ones she gave me recently, he'll never want to go back to Asia. Heck, he'll never leave the bedroom! Mom is probably gonna channel all her guilt into being a super wife and super lover, and it'll be like they're on a second Honeymoon! Then Mom'll come to me all serious and sad and tell me that she's making a major attempt to fix her marriage and she can't do anything naughty with me anymore.

Shit! I could totally see that happening! And even if I could still carry on with Aunt Suzy, I'll still be crushed that I completely blew my chance with Mom, who's only like the fucking hottest, sexiest woman on the planet! Dammit, why does he have to come back NOW?! Why not in a month or two, at least? By then, Mom's new behavior would be locked in and there would be no going back. This is the worst possible timing!

I really need to speak to Aunt Suzy about this. She can fix anything with her schemes. Maybe she can find some way to delay his flight or something. Anything, just to make him stay away!