Faster than she expected

Vyki was quickly running around their home in her robe, heels, corset, and collar cleaning up the various results of the activities throughout the day. Part way through, she was complaining about the restrictions and pain, when it dawned on her the corset was not needed.

With a beeline to her closet, Vyki was soon experienced yet another pleasurable burst in the form of a corset-gasm as she released the restrictive item, thanking whatever higher beings might be listening for her relief.

She was then quickly reminded of her collar as it pressed against her neck with every deep breath. Kicking off her heels, she collapsed on the bed luxuriating in the feel even as part of her brain nagged that she’d have to fix the bedspread after that. But for right now, she just enjoyed the relaxation.

However, her mind didn’t let her rest long as she knew there were still things she had to get done. Hanging up her things in her closet, she turned and noticed her naked feminine form in the mirror. As impressive as the attachments were at hiding her true nature, she could see how there was plenty that needed to be done to really clean up her image. With a heavy sigh, she figured she’d finish the rest of the clean-up and then she could work on cleaning up her own image before Katie gets there to make it easier on her.

Katie was surprised at how excited she was to actually be going over to help Vyki. She’d really grown to enjoy the time she’d spent with her. She told herself it was just the challenge of practicing her skills, but she genuinely felt she was connecting with a side she’d never been able to see in Paul and wondered if it explains what Molly has seen in him all these years that Katie just didn’t understand. Still, she actually felt bad she couldn’t stay long, so she reached out to Vyki via text:

Katie: Hey, I’ll be there in about 15 minutes to help out.

Vyki: Great! I left the front door open; I already started so just come on in. Thank you so much for your help!

Katie was a little surprised and wondered if she had started on her makeup or something. Still when she got there, she was glad to find the door unlocked. “Hey, just me. I’m here.”

“Awesome! Could really use your help!” Katie heard in response.

Looking up, Katie was a little surprised to hear Paul’s voice, but she was also a little shocked to see the naked form with her skin appearing to fall off as her scalp and neck were peeling back.

“I’ve got things setup in here and got started,” Paul said from the entry way as he walked back to the spare room.

“Oh,” Katie said as he walked back around the corner. Dragging her kit behind her she followed after him finding the removal &a tarp set up in front of the mirror as he had apparently already started to remove the prosthetics.

“Thanks so much again for helping with this,” Paul stated genuinely. “Do you happen to have any of that makeup removal? This stuff you used is just some really great quality!” Katie felt she almost heard a giggle as he said, “it just does not want to get off.”

“Uh, ya, let me, uhm, get that,” Katie said as she dug in her kit for the special cream. She was frustrated at how much the disappointment seemed to hit her, but she tried to remind herself it's just a client to help out and tried not to feel like she was saying goodbye to a friend.

Katie continued to keep up a wall and maintain a distance as she helped Paul emerge from his silicone attachments.

Walking in from the garage, Molly was really frustrated at how much she had to fight as much as she did just to get out of work. The traffic did not help her mood, but she told herself it really wasn’t that much later than expected. However, the frustration melted largely away as she could hear her family's laughter and giggles carry through their home filling it with so much warmth she’d missed.

As she stepped into the living room, she could see where they had apparently setup the VR sets, and Michael was laughing at the display on the TV as her spouse and daughter were apparently dancing through the room to some sort of created game covering up their open living room as all the furniture had been pushed back. She was a little surprised to see her daughter in the long Christmas pajamas but was almost more surprised to see short skirt twirling around gently exposing hints of the baby blue thong that matched the soft blue top. The outfit wasn’t entirely unexpected, but the fact the top lay across a flat chest and the VR headset was resting on a bald head genuinely surprised her.

Molly stood there staring for quite a while until the two dancing physically bounced into each other and fell to the floor in a fit of giggles. As the two rolled there for a minute, they both removed the head gear smiling at each other.

“Sorry about that, sweety,” Paul said to bumping into his daughter during their gaming session.

Still giggling, Jessica replied, “eh, it's okay. We’re still getting used to the physical side of it, Daddy.” She then caught site of the latest family member to arrive, “Mom!!” She then bolted up and nearly tackled her mother in a hug.

“Hey, Mom,” Michael chimed in as he stood up and walked over a little more reserved, but still enthusiastically hugged their mother.

Paul was glad to see the family enjoy being together and excited to see her. The fear of teenage angst returning is always a nagging concern in a parent, but he was thrilled to see their genuine love for their mother. He put the headsets on their cradles and then proceeded to join the trio. “Welcome home, babe,” Paul said sneaking in a kiss of his own on her cheek.

“Hey, hun,” Molly replied trying to hide her confusion or surprise at not seeing Vyki. But she couldn’t deny the rush of love she felt at seeing her husband of so many years. “Dinner smells great,” Molly commented at the scent filling the air.

“Ya, it's just been warming until you got home,” Paul commented. “Ya’ll go ahead & sit down; table is all set. I’ll bring out the food.”

“Oh, I don’t want to interrupt your fun,” Molly said with concern as her husband disappeared into the kitchen.

“Don’t worry, Mom,” Jessica explained, “we were just giving Dad a preview. We figured we’d spend more time after dinner playing.”

“Oh, alright,” Molly said still a little discombobulated as she walked with her kids to the dining room seeing the spread Paul had set up for them.

Dinner continued with pleasantries and excitement as the family settled into their normal banter. The usual joy and laughter were definitely something they all needed after so much time apart; Molly was happy to get as many moments of these as she could.

After they were all well filled and enjoyed, the quartet returned to the living room with the children’s enjoyment to share their new gadget Paul had gotten them. However, the one v one gaming eventually gave way to the side conversations of the side pair.

At one point, Jessica made the poignant statement, “as much as I enjoyed meeting our aunt, I’m really glad we got to spend time with you, Daddy; I think I would have been disappointed if we left town without seeing you again.” She then hugged Paul even harder as she was next to him on the couch.

“I’m just really glad you two were able to make it,” Paul said squeezing her tight, “I really was worried.”

“With Christmas over, do you think we’ll get a chance to see our aunt again some time, or will she be going away for a while?” Michael asked cryptically. “Don’t get me wrong! I’m really glad you’re here. I just would hate for her to feel trapped away.”

Paul smiled and replied as cryptically, “She may very well show up for special occasions, but not sure when that might be.”

“Cool,” Michael said before making a jab, “maybe she’ll actually be a challenge at these games rather than just a push over like you.”

“Oh, you think I’m a push over?” Paul said incredulously. “Remember, sometimes parents let their kids win.”

“Oh, you let me win?” Michael said, “sounds like I deserve a rematch then; get that skirted ass up and lets game, old man!”

“It’s a kilt!” Paul said defiantly as he stood up to grab a controller. “And I ain’t that old, whippersnapper,” he continued with a playful old man sound.

“You're on!” Michael said as he tossed on a headset and dropped into game with his father.

Molly moved over to the couch and swept her dress under her as she sat down to conspire with her daughter.

This continued for quite some time as the family spent more time out of game connecting with the occasional game to settle a score more than anything else. However, as all good things do, it came to an abrupt end as the alarm on Michael’s phone went off.

“Crap! Already?” Molly asked frustrated.

“Ya, we should start packing up so we can head to the airport,” Michael replied responsibly.

“Fine,” Molly said as Paul & Michael worked to pack things up and take them out to the car. “You really going to travel in that?” she said pointing to Jessica’s full body pajamas.

“It’s comfy!” Jessica explained. “Besides I washed it just so I could be cozy on the flight.”

“She really does seem to enjoy it; you did good this year,” Michael explained as they all headed to the car before they headed off to the airport.

After waiting for the kids to check in their bags at the nearly deserted counter, parents walked them towards the security check point. “I really am glad you were able to make it,” Paul said, “I just don’t think it would have been Christmas without ya’ll.”

“Well, it is a time for family, so we’re glad we could,” Michael said as he gave his dad a hug. “Just feel bad that Colin had such another sucky one after helping us.”

“Oh, really?” Molly asked, “he get a ton of coal in his stocking or something?”

“Kinda,” Jessica replied with a cringe. “Was kind of his own making though,” she said looking at her brother.

“Ya, but no one really deserves that this time of year,” Michael said back to her.

“What happened?” Molly asked, feeling there is something more to the story.

However, none of them really caught Paul’s look of frozen terror or the nervous sway of his skirt as memories of Vyki sucking Sir’s cock flashed in front of his eyes while swaying nervously fiddling with the hem of his skirt.

“Apparently, he thought he’d try a hook up from an online app and ended up at some no-tell, motel. But it ended up being some sort of catfish/setup thing and a group of guys beat him and mugged him,” Michael explained.

“Really?!” Molly asked surprised his mistress would really hurt him that it looked like he got jumped.

“Ya, he apparently barely made it back home after they used his head to beat up his dad’s car,” Jessica continued.

“What?!?” Molly and Paul both said with exasperated questions that were completely different.

“Apparently he was so embarrassed, he tried to sneak back into his house last night but collapsed in the front hall in front of his butler,” Jessie continued.

“What did the cops say?” Molly said looking for someway to confirm this tall tail of his, but Paul nervously waited for the horrible details as visions of them all being carted way passed through his mind while he looked around nervously.

“Oh, they didn’t call them,” Jessica explained, but Molly looked at her incredulously knowing Colin was covering but elevating her concern about his ‘mistress’.

“Well, their staff is under strict orders to never call the cops and his dad has special… arrangements with the hospital they took him to,” Michael explained as if it made obvious sense.

“He ended up in the hospital?” Molly asked with actual concern.

“Ya, looks pretty bad, too,” Michael continued. “We went by this morning after we found out.”

“You saw him?” Paul asked trying to hide his worry and curiosity.

“Ya, I don’t know how big that gang was, but whoever it was brought a lot more muscle than needed. It looked like at least a half dozen guys used him as a punching bag,” Michael explained.

“Did he say who did it?” Paul queried cautiously.

“He said he wasn’t sure at exactly how many; just lots of them,” Jessica relayed.

“He going to file a police report?” Paul asked anxiously.

The kids openly laughed and Molly had to contain herself. “What?!?” Paul irritatedly asked.

“He was in his dad’s car and his dad is NOT about to bring in the cops on this,” Jessica joked.

Michael could tell his father was a bit perplexed. “You don’t remember what type of lawyer his dad is, do you?” Michael could see the apparent nervousness in his father’s slow shake of ‘no’, but mistook what it was there for. “The firm he’s partnered at isn’t really big just because its successful, but because it defends clients that have a LOT of things they need defending from and very deep pockets from those activities.”

Jessica then looked around and leaned in to quietly say, “A lot of activities I’d rather not discuss around federal security personnel.”

“Oh,” Paul said with new understanding, quickly followed by an “OH!” with a new sense of concern. “Wh-what’s his dad going to d-do about it?” Paul asked thinking about what another father might do to protecting his kid.

“Well, his dad seemed more upset about the car than he was about Colin, but that is pretty typical.” Michael explained, “but he seemed most upset that his private security was running into an issue that who ever beat him up apparently also wiped out his car’s computer system as it only had memory from driving from the roach motel to his house.”

“Ya,” Jessica continued, “he was really ticked off that Colin couldn’t remember any more about the post since it was now deleted. He was threatening to drag Colin out of the hospital himself to beat some sense into hm if he couldn’t remember any more about it.”

“Would he actually do that??” Paul said with actual concern.

“Probably not,” Michael jumped in. “When he threatened to take the funds out of Colin’s trust to pay for it and Colin didn’t fight, he seemed to drop it.”

“You were there with him?” Molly asked curiously.

“Ya,” Jessica brought up, “we started to leave because of the awkwardness, but his dad basically blew up and left as soon as he seemed to get what he wanted. I don’t think he was there for more than 5 minutes.”

“Colin said it was the most he’d seen him in weeks,” Michael added.

Paul then asked, “he didn’t see him for Christmas?”

Molly then giggled a bit herself as she reminded Paul, “the man wouldn’t spend time or acknowledge Colin if he weren’t legally obligated or concerned about it getting out if the world knew how bad he was. His clean rep is half the reason his firm gets away with what it does.”

“As much as I’d love to go over a full consultation of how fucked up a family life Colin has, we really do need to get through security before we miss our flight,” Michael said levelled headed.

“Oh, right,” Paul responded.

“Come here, give your mother a hug; she’s going to miss her baby boy,” Molly said wrapping her arms around Michael.

“Gonna miss you too, princess,” Paul says reaching over to hug his daughter firmly.

“I miss you too, Daddy,” Jessica said as she snuggled into him. “Although, I was glad we got to meet our aunt, I’m really happy you were able to make it, too.” Jessica then whispered in his ear, “but I’m glad to see you don’t mind borrowing her thongs.” Paul pulled back and looked at her, but she just leaned into whisper, “gotta be careful dancing in a mini ‘kilt’, Dad.” Paul’s face went flush as he reached down to brush down his kilt preventatively.

Michael then interrupted, “I’m proud our ‘aunt’ was able to show up, but I’m really glad we got to spend time with you, too, Dad,” and then proceeded to give his father a tight ‘guy’ hug patting his back. “Make sure she always knows we’re happy to have her around; family is always welcome, and we wouldn’t want to lose track of anyone.”

Paul was glad for the cryptic confirmation and held back a tear, “thank you, son. Always been proud of you, too.”

The family finished with their goodbyes and Paul & Molly waited around until they made sure their kids got through security and moved out of view towards their gate.

Molly then turned back to Paul after they were out of sight with tears in her eyes, “it never gets easier to see them leave.”

“Just because they mean so much to us, hun,” Paul says as he wraps his arm around her and walks her to their car.

“So,” Molly then asked cryptically, “do you think your sister would be willing to come back this weekend for New Year’s.” Looking up at him conspiratorially from his shoulder, she continued “I had some ideas for her.”