Quick Repair Service 03

"Bull shit I am finished, go check," Darlene said.

Danny got to his feet and shook his head as both girls laughed.

"Aw, Daddy got him a boner?" Hillary asked.

"Bad Daddy!" Darlene giggled.

Danny checked, then looked at the three Stacks of papers.

"What's with the three stacks here?" he asked.

"This one is this month's paid, these are need to be paid, and this is last month's," Darlene explained, walking into the small kitchen.

She indicated the pink invoices.

"Need to collect on them; there's almost three thousand right there," she said. "And all of them are O'Neil's, you know that?"

"Yeah, they're the only ones I let run on credit," he said, impressed.

"Would have been nice you'd have told me that up front," Darlene said. "Now, Hillary says she waxes her pussy; you think I'd look good like that?"

"Yeah, it's nice and smooth," Hillary said, coming up and putting her crotch at Danny's eye level. "No razor stubble, see?"

"Honey, please get your putty out of my face," Danny sighed, his erection coming back with a vengeance.

"Daddy doesn't like putty?" Hillary taunted.

Tired of the teasing and taunting, Danny leaned over and actually gave Hillary's pubic mound a bite. Not a hard bite, it didn't even leave a tooth impression. But it did startle the girl, did make her squeal in shock.

Then both she and Darlene shrieked in laughter as they returned to the couch.

"Hey Tim, this is Danny," Danny said, resisting the urge to throw his beer can at the two girls as they sat together on the couch, laughing at his discomfort.

He saw that, Darlene had sorted the invoices and had the oldest invoice on top.

"Got one here from September thirteenth hasn't been paid yet," Danny said.

He went through four of the invoices, along with their dates, then gave Tim the total amount that Darlene had scribbled down on the ledger.

"No, Tim, I'm not kidding, it really is two thousand, seven hundred and ninety six dollars, oh, and eighteen cents when you add it all up," Danny said. "Dude, I'll send you all the invoices; you can let your wife add it all up you don't believe me."

He gathered up the invoices.

"Going down to O'Neil's," he said.

"Might want make some copies," Darlene suggested.

In the past, Danny would have scoffed at that suggestion. Tim wasn't anything like his brother, the one that had tried to cheat Danny out of an invoice because the client's check had bounced. But Tim was balking at paying, claiming that Danny's math must be off.

He used the scanner/copier function on his computer's printer and made copies of each invoice.

Then he kissed Darlene with genuine passion.

"Uh, ahem?" his daughter asked, holding out her arms.

Danny gave her a soft kiss to her lips, then slapped her backside.

"And both of y'all put on some clothes by the time I get back, huh?" he demanded.

"I love you, Daddy," Kurt called out.

"Love you too, you ugly pillow stuffing," Danny agreed.

Tim accepted the stack of invoices.

"Oh, hey, I thought, I could swear we paid this one," he stated as he looked at a few of them. "You sure we..."

"Show me the cancelled check and I'll clear it," Danny said.

On the way back to his trailer, Danny stopped off at a drug store in Elgee and bought a home waxing kit. He almost bought a box of blonde hair dye but did not.

"Ooh, and this even has the cream in it!" Hillary said as both she and Darlene giggled and sighed over the box of hair remover.

"The cream?" Darlene asked.

"Yeah, supposed put it on after you rip the hair out; most of them you got to buy the cream too," Hillary said.

"Well, my man gets me nothing but the best," Darlene said proudly.

"Because my woman deserves the best," Danny agreed. "But I thought I told y'all to put some clothes on, huh?"

The girls followed the directions and Danny got another erection as he watched Hillary kneeling on the floor between his girlfriend's spread legs. Her buttocks were plump, full. From his vantage point, he could see her light brown anus, see her puffy pink pussy lips.

"And then we..." Hillary said as she pressed the cloth strips to the softened wax that coated Darlene's pubic mound.

Danny's erection was painful as even Darlene squirmed under the intimate contact.

"Even my butt hole?" Darlene asked.

"Tell me when it's been about three minutes," Hillary demanded of Danny.

"And go," Danny agreed, glancing at his wristwatch.

"Daddy you think I ought to get my nips pierced?" Hillary asked, still kneeling between Darlene's legs.

"Think you ought to pay back the money you owe me before you do anything like that," Danny said. "Three minutes."

"Doesn't feel ready yet," Hillary said, testing the strips. "You sure that was three minutes?"

"No, Hillary, I lied. Yes, Hillary, that was three minutes," Danny said.

"Give it another three minutes?" Darlene suggested.

And then Hillary yanked the strips up and off.

Danny couldn't help but guffaw heartily at the expression on Darlene's face. Shock, pain, disbelief all crowded onto her cute face.

Then she sucked in a great lungful of air and shrieked.

Hillary wiggled backward as Darlene got out of the kitchen chair and hopped around, clutching at her crotch.

"Oh my God!" she screamed again.

"Sit back down and we'll put the cream on," Hillary laughed.

"Fuck no!" Darlene said. "You are never putting your hands on me again, bitch!"

"Sit down, Sweetheart and I'll put the cream on you," Danny chuckled.

"I love you," Darlene whispered.

"Love you too," Danny said.

"Love me?" Hillary asked Darlene.

"You crazy? Right now I could kill you!" Darlene said but leaned up and the two girls gave each other a quick peck on the lips.

That night, even though her pussy was fairly tender, Darlene let Danny slide his cock into her bald pussy. Within moments, he pumped a stream of semen into her.

"It better without the hair?" she asked, cuddling up to him.

"I don't know," Danny said. "I wasn't really paying attention. Let me do it again?"

"How about a blow job, huh?" she said.

"Now, that does feel different without the hair on it," Danny agreed.

"What?" Darlene shrieked with laughter. "I've never had hair on my mouth!"

The following morning, Darlene was still asleep when Danny got ready for another day of work. The smell of eggs must have roused Hillary; she stumbled into the kitchen in a short tee shirt.

"Morning, Daddy," she mumbled, stood on tip-toes and kissed him on his lips, then bent over to get something out of the refrigerator.

Her tee shirt rose up and exposed Hillary's light brown anus and pale pink pussy lips to Danny. Whatever she was looking for must have been hiding; she held that pose for a long moment.

Then she found the cottage cheese container and straightened up.

"I take some of that granola and mix it all up," Danny suggested.

"Huh? Oh! I bet that's good," Hillary agreed and stretched up to get the box of granola down. Once again, Danny was looking at his daughter's chubby ass.

And she smirked when he got to his feet to put his dish into the small sink. His erection was plainly obvious in his tight jeans.

"Bad Daddy," she teased.

"Oh no, here comes trouble," Kurt screeched when Danny took his cage cover off.

"How'd you like to be tonight's dinner?" Danny asked the bird as he checked the bird's food and water.

"Here we are now, entertain us," Kurt commanded.

"I feel stupid and contagious," Danny agreed.

"Silly bird," Darlene said, stumbling out of the bedroom.

Danny kissed Darlene then Hillary demanded a kiss and he left the trailer.

"How's your pussy feel?" Hillary asked as Darlene fixed herself a large bowl of Cap'N Crunch cereal.

"Put some more cream on it this morning," Darlene said.

"How's Daddy like it?" Hillary asked.

"Loves it," Darlene said.

"I ask you something? How big's his dick?" Hillary asked.

Darlene stared at the girl for a long moment.

"Pretty big, I guess," Darlene finally shrugged. "His is the only one I've ever seen, so I really don't know."

"Todd's was five inches; we measured it one night," Hillary admitted.

"Oh, Danny's is a lot bigger than five inches," Darlene said with confidence.

After breakfast, Darlene cleaned the trailer. Hillary wasn't much help, until Darlene just dropped a mountain of clean clothes on top of her.

"Fold these," she ordered.

Hillary did, grumbling all the while.

"Hey," Darlene answered her cell phone.

"Coming home; you got anything cooked for lunch?" Danny asked.

"Shit, no, I'm sorry, Baby," Darlene admitted.

"That's fine, had a hankering for fried chicken," Danny said. "Tell Kurt that, all right?"

"Fried chicken? I want..." Darlene said, but Danny had already disconnected.

He showed up ten minutes later with bags of takeout food.

He knew what his girlfriend liked and what his daughter liked; Darlene liked the red beans and rice side dish and Hillary liked the smashed potatoes as well as the two piece dark meat dinner.

"Quit that," Danny said.

"Quit what?" Hillary and Darlene both asked.

"Not you, you," Danny said, pointing to his daughter. "Quit licking your mouth like that; use your napkin."

"Like..." Hillary teased and made an obscene display of licking her lips. "...this?"

Danny blushed hotly and both girls giggled.

When he finished his meal, he kissed Darlene good bye. Then Hillary demanded a kiss too. When he bent to kiss her, she licked his lips with a very sloppy tongue.

"Damn it, Hillary!" he said, wiping his mouth.

"You ugly, you ugly, your momma says you ugly," Kurt said.

"Uh huh, and I just had fried chicken, how you like me now?" Danny said to the cockatoo.

"What'd you do?" Darlene asked, smiling at the giggling Hillary.

"When he bent to kiss me..." Hillary said, stepping up to Darlene. "...I did this..."

And she swiped Darlene's smiling lips with her tongue.

"Hillary!" Darlene shrieked.

She playfully slapped the giggling blonde.

"Damn, girl, you a freak!" she accused.

Danny had three repairs, two of which were in the Hardington Acres area, the wealthy side of St. Ann's Parish.

He knew that these people would look down their noses at him, at Darlene and Hillary, for being trailer trash. But as he pounded his cock in and out of the plump, middle aged ass of his last call, Danny couldn't help but look down his nose at the overweight, pretentious bitch with her well-manicured hands, expensive jewelry, and designer lingerie, which lay crumpled on the kitchen floor. The woman called out obscenities just as crude, as vulgar as Darlene's utterances.

Danny then cleaned himself up while the client complained about the service call charge.

"Uh huh," Danny thought and left the client's home.

He drove home, traded insults with his bird, then plopped down on the couch next to a stoned Darlene. "HI Daddy," Darlene said.

"Hi Sweetheart," Danny agreed.

"Hey, let me ask you something. This morning, Hillary asks me how big your dick was," Darlene demanded.

"I do hope you told her its nineteen inches long and six inches around," Danny joked.

"Daddy, it's not!" Hillary laughed and drained a can of beer.

"Nine, it's not that big, is it?" Darlene asked, gripping Danny's swelling cock in her small hand. "I mean, it's pretty big but I don't think it's..."

"Shit Honey, I don't know how big it is," Danny said. "Last time I measured it, it was seven and a half inches long."

"Well, I told her it was twice as big as Todd's," Darlene said, releasing her grip on his erection.

"And how the fuck would you know how big Todd's is?" Danny demanded.

"I told her," Hillary admitted flopping down on the other side of him.

"Sure you measured the inches side and not the millimeter side?" Danny scoffed.

"Daddy!" Hillary laughed.

"Last time, how long ago you measured it?" Darlene asked again gripping Danny's erection through his jeans.

"Let's see," Hillary said and also gripped her father's cock in her small hands.

"Uh, hey, uh, girlfriend, mine," Darlene said.

"No, damn it, MINE," Danny said, brushing both girls' hands away.

Both girls giggled.

"Damn it, how you like if I..." Danny said angrily and grabbed Hillary's breast through her thin tee shirt.

"Ooh, Daddy!" Hillary sighed and pushed her chest hard against his hand.

"Think she likes it, Darlene giggled and nuzzled Danny's neck.

"Ow, little too hard," Hillary lightly complained as Danny gave a hard twist to the small lump of flesh.

Darlene had not thought to take anything out to defrost and Danny was in no mood to cook so they ordered a large pizza from Domino's.

"Ooh, get them cinnamon thingies too," both girls clamored.

As they ate, both girls constantly touched him, touched his perpetual erection, his muscular chest, his thighs. By the time Danny and Darlene retired to the bedroom, Danny lasted only a few seconds in her hot sucking mouth.

Then he licked and sucked her pussy to orgasm before urging her to suck him hard again. He then slid his cock into her pussy and fucked her hard.

A few minutes after filling her pussy with his semen, he pulled her head toward his flaccid cock. While she sucked him to erection, he lightly slapped her round buttocks. Then he began fingering her tight little rosebud.

"Oh, Daddy wants my ass?" Darlene asked, already getting into position for anal sex. "Huh? Daddy wants to fuck my ass?"

"Daddy definitely wants to fuck your ass," Danny agreed.

He slid his cock into her slimy pussy while he finger fucked her tight rectum with a greasy finger. Then he added a second finger and stretched her tight little hole.

"Fuck me, Baby," Darlene panted, thrusting back to meet his forward finger thrusts.

He pulled his cock from her pussy and she did groan in disappointment.

Then she squealed as the head of his cock punched into her anus.

"Ugh!" she grunted as he steadily pushed his cock into her anal canal.

Within minutes, Danny had a good rhythm going, in and out, in and out.

"Fuck, fuck me, fuck me," Darlene chanted.

When he felt the semen beginning to bubble up, Danny reached down and pinched Darlene's little clitoris.

"Shit!" Darlene screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Don't you dare!" Danny joked as he blasted his hot semen into her tight anal passage.

"Ha ha," she giggled as her orgasm waned.

She whispered more words of love to him as he sponged her slimy rectum clean of the lubricant and semen.

The next morning, she was still asleep as Danny wiggled out of the bed. He fixed himself some oatmeal, adding raisins and a good amount of cinnamon and brown sugar.

Hillary seemed to know right when her father had just about finished fixing whatever he was preparing. She staggered into the kitchen, dressed in tee shirt and skimpy panties. The tee shirt was short and tight, leaving much of her pregnant belly exposed.

"Ooh, make me some, Daddy?" Hillary begged.

"Here, eat this one; I'll make another one," Danny said as the microwave dinged.

Hillary sat at the table and chattered with Danny in between bites.

Darlene seemed to sense when Danny was about to take breakfast out of the microwave; she staggered into the kitchen, dressed in skimpy panties and too short tee shirt.

"And for the other mommy," Danny said cheerfully and fixed himself a third bowl of oatmeal, using up the last of the oatmeal and raisins.

And just as the microwave dinged a third time both Hillary and Darlene asked, "Daddy? Can I have more?"

Both girls burst into giggles at the sight of his face.

"Both of y'all can just bite me, you hear?" he growled and sat down for his breakfast.

"Oh but we love you so much," Darlene said and leaned against him.

"Yeah, Daddy, we love you," Hillary said and also leaned against him.

"Y'all, leave me alone, I'm eating," Danny demanded.

The cockatoo greeted him with insults when Danny took the cover off of his cage. Danny checked that the bird had food and water, then gave him a treat.

"I love you Daddy," the bird announced.

"Love you too, you little bird turd," Danny said and checked his phone to see what appointments he had for the day.

Then he bent to kiss his girlfriend.

"Uh?" Hillary demanded, stretching up for her own kiss.

"Daddy!" she shrieked in laughter when her father beat her to doing the quick lick.

Then both girls received stinging slaps to their rear ends and Danny was out of the house.

"Damn, I'm hoping them raisins do the trick," Hillary complained as she and Darlene sparked up the first joint of the day.

"Trick? What you mean?" Darlene asked.

"God, you don't ever get stopped up?" Hillary asked.

"Stopped up?" Darlene asked as she sucked in a lungful of smoke.

"Yeah, got to poop but can't?" Hillary asked.

Darlene giggled and began to choke on the smoke.

"No," she finally choked out. "Your Daddy makes sure I don't."

"What you mean?" Hillary asked.

"Danny shoves his dick up my ass all the time," Darlene announced. "Keeps it nice and opened up."

"Daddy... EW! You like that?" Hillary screeched, disgusted.

"Does it whether I like it or not," Darlene shrugged. "So, might as well like it, huh?"

"Ew! Todd tried that shit one time," Hillary spat. "Kicked him in the balls so hard he was throwing up."

Danny returned at lunch time, carrying Taco Bell bags. The feeding frenzy took only a few minutes and Danny barely managed to rescue his two bean burritos from being snagged.

He reminded both girls that they had doctor's appointments for the following Tuesday, and turned to leave.

"Uh?" Darlene asked, arms out for a hug and kiss.

"Uh?" Danny teased, but did lean and give her a gentle hug and a soft kiss.

"Uh?" Hillary asked, also stretching up for a hug.

Both father and daughter tried to beat the other to licking the other's lips and got each other's tongues.

They froze for just a moment, then did lick each other's tongues. Then Danny sucked Hillary's tongue into his mouth while his hand kneaded her pudgy buttocks.

Then both girls got a stinging slap to their rear ends and Danny left the trailer.

In his van, Danny cursed himself for what he had just done. He had just kissed and fondled his own daughter.

"She started it," Danny said weakly.

His cock throbbed as he thought of how nice and plump her buttocks had felt. He thought of her hairless pussy, just barely covered by her skimpy lace panties.

Then he forced himself to think of Bob O'Neil's daughter, Lisa. Lisa was an obese young lady that favored mannish hairstyles, a mannish manner of dress, and, at the age of twenty four, still picked her nose.

That did the trick and his cock wilted.

Inside the trailer, Darlene giggled, looking on as Hillary masturbated. With no shame, Hillary just shoved her skimpy panties down to mid-thigh and rubbed her fingers up and down her wet slit, then pinched her throbbing clitoris hard.

"Ugh!" Hillary cried out.

"Uh huh, nasty bitch," Darlene giggled as she sparked up a joint.

She took a mammoth hit.

"That's your Daddy," Darlene reminded Hillary, voice strained as she held the smoke in her lungs.

Just the thought of that caused Hillary to masturbate a second time.

"Damn, girl!" Darlene asked, watching Hillary rub her pussy lips hard. "Really? You that freaky?"

The thought got Darlene excited as well so, after handing Hillary the smoldering joint, Darlene also rubbed her own hairless pussy to a quick orgasm.

"Mom never knew who my Daddy was," Darlene admitted as she licked her fingers clean.

She took the joint and sucked in more smoke.

"But, guess if I did know who it was, I'd probably want fuck him," she admitted, voice straining.

They finished that joint and sat, pleasantly stoned for several long moments.

Darlene decided she'd make chicken spaghetti for dinner and set about making the quick and easy dish.