The Whole Damn Family (part 1) (fm:fetish, 2545 words) | |||
Author: misterdick011 | |||
Added: Jan 30 2014 | Views / Reads: 2177 / 1540 [71%] | Story vote: 9.00 (7 votes) | |
The only exception was “no spanking.” She said it had something to do with her childhood and her father but I was never to ask about it. I was puzzled but kept to my word, until one Thanksgiving before we married. | |||
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I was married to Liz's sister. My wife Carol is the youngest of the family, a real black sheep. She rebelled against everything the family stood for: religion, education, alcohol, behavior in public, and I was the lucky recipient. My god, she was wild in bed, ready and willing to do almost anything I asked. The only exception was "no spanking." She said it had something to do with her childhood and her father but I was never to ask about it. I was puzzled but kept to my word, until one Thanksgiving before we married.Carol's mom Charlotte decided that she didn't want to make all the sides that year so she assigned her daughters dishes to bring. We were told to bring dessert, Carol's other sister Sue was to provide the green bean casserole, brother Mike and his wife brought the bread and Liz got the candied yams. Everything was fine except for the yams. They were awful! Apparently, Liz decided that, instead of just getting the cans of yams and adding the marshmallows and brown sugar, she would do them from scratch, not realizing that you had to bake the yams first! I'd never had "crunchy" candied yams before and we all had a good laugh. All, that is except her father.
I'd always thought of her dad as a little tyrant, always throwing his weight around, but how much he ruled that family, and how he ruled it, I never had understood. He was livid and I could see the anger build in him all through the meal. As we finished, he stood up, grabbed Charlotte by both arms, shook her and growled, "It's your fault this ...
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