Kitty Time Travels - Sex Stories

Kitty Time Travels

“I told you, Ed, we shouldn't have gone out tonight. Do you see how bad the roads are? They're only going to get worse driving home.” “Everything is going to be fine, Rosemary. You just worry too much. It's the first time we've gotten everyone together since adding John as a partner in the business. From what I hear his wife, Margaret is a nice gal.” “Do they have any kids my age, dad?” I ask from the backseat of our station wagon. I'm rather used to being ignored in the car. It is like this shield goes up and I'm suddenly invisible. My parents are keen on bickering in the car, no matter where we're going. “Yes, Kitty, they have a son who is about two years younger than you.” The annoyance in my father's voice gives me enough cause not to say anything else. My parents still treat me like a child. I know I still live at home, but I'm about to start my second year of college. I know being an only child makes it harder for them to let go. But it is 1954; times are changing. It is not like I even wanted to come tonight. I would rather have stayed home and watched American Bandstand. My mother wouldn't even reason with me, she said if she had to go, so do I. “Here we go. See, Rosemary, we made it, safe and sound. Now let's get in, we're late and I'm starving.” When we walk in, the hostess ushers us to a round table, where everyone else is already sitting. They all have drinks, chatting happily, laughing at some joke Mr. Jenkins made. That is Father's partner. They've been such ...

... for almost twelve years. Now that the law firm has gotten bigger, they've added a new partner. His name is Mr. Lawson, he is younger than both my dad and Mr. Jenkins by at least ten years, but comes highly recommended. He is smart, handsome and knows what he is doing in the courtroom. “It is so nice to meet you both, Rosemary and Katheryn. You're husband speaks often about you while at work. You know, when we're not slaving away on the pavement.” My mother, who is usually a stone, seems to be all putty with Mr. Lawson's compliments, almost swoon worthy. Father doesn't seem to notice it, I do and find it funny. “We've heard quite a bit about you too. Please, call me Kitty, though. Katheryn is only when I get in trouble.” I flash both my parents a cheesy smile, causing everyone to laugh. As the dinner goes on, it is clear everyone is going to get along just fine. We spend a great deal of time with the Jenkins family. They have a daughter, Jenny, who I'm really close with and a son, Fred. He is just a year older than I am, but is now in the Army. I remember the day he told us about it. Dad wanted us to have a barbecue, but it was suppose to rain. My father was certain the rain would hold out, that my mother, as usual was being a worrywart. Just as we were sitting down to eat, the rain started to down pour, thunder quickly followed. When we all started to scurry around saving the food, Fred announces 'I've joined the Army.' Just like that, blurts it out. We all stop, stare at him ...