Family Dinner
Later that evening, Morticia's parents and sister Ophelia would be coming over for dinner. It was her father's birthday and Lurch was preparing a special dinner for them all.
Her family coming to dinner didn't excite her very much. She had always been somewhat of the black sheep of her family, they never really saw eye to eye. Her parents were prim and proper and never understood why she preferred to have her house decorated like a "haunted house." And Ophelia was of course prissy and way too girly for Morticia's taste.
Despite their differences, it was nice to see her family every now and then. And since it was her father's birthday she would especially make sure the night went off without a hitch.
The children were in the living room playing with Wednesday's spiders. Any other time she would have let them continue, however Morticia knew that as soon as one of her family members saw a tarantula, especially her mother and Ophelia, all hell would break loose.
"Put the spiders away for now my darlings," she said. "You know they'll give grandma and aunt Ophelia a heart attack if they see them."
"Even the small one?" Wednesday said.
"Yes, even the small one. You can play with the spiders again after they leave."
Just then the doorbell rang. "That must be them. Hurry up and put the spiders away and come say hello."
She went off to greet her parents and sister and Gomez came into the living room as Wednesday and Pugsley were putting the spiders away.
"What are you doing?"
"Mom said to put away the spiders," Pugsley said.
"Good call," Gomez said imagining how the Frump's would react to the tarantulas.
"Uh oh," Wednesday said.
"What?" Pugsley said.
"I can't find Roberta!"
The kids started to crawl around the floor frantically searching for the largest spider and Gomez put out his cigar and bent down to help. "She couldn't have gotten far."
"I don't know dad, spiders are fast," Pugsley said.
"We've got to find her!" Wednesday said full of worry for her precious spider. "We just have to!"
Gomez gave her a comforting hug. "We'll find her my little dark angel, I promise. Just keep looking."
A few minutes later Morticia came in with everyone else and they were confused to see Gomez and the kids crawling around the floor.
"Um, hello," Mrs. Frump said.
"What are you doing?" Ophelia asked.
Wednesday and Pugsley weren't sure if they should tell them they lost a spider but Gomez stood up and spoke for them. "We're playing a new game. But don't worry about that now, how are all of you? Happy birthday Mr. Frump."
"Merci Gomez," Mr. Frump said.
Morticia gave her husband a questioning look and Gomez gave her a reassuring smile.
"Come sit," Gomez said. "Lurch will be finished with dinner in a little while."
They sat around on the couches and started talking. Gomez bent down to Wednesday and Pugsley. "Did you find it?" he whispered.
"No," Wednesday said tearfully.
Gomez kissed her forehead. "She's in here somewhere, don't worry…"
All of a sudden Ophelia screamed.
"Ophelia, darling, what's wrong?!" Mr. Frump said.
"Get it away! Get it away!" Ophelia said. As she flailed around, the spider landed on Mrs. Frump's skirt and she immediately paled and started to scream wildly.
"There's Roberta!" Wednesday said. She went over to her grandma and picked up the spider.
"Oh my…!" Mrs. Frump said clutching her heart.
"Well what do you know," Gomez said as he casually lit another cigar.
"I can't believe you let your children play with spiders!"
"Don't worry mother, it must have just gotten misplaced…" Morticia said.
"Of all the crazy things, I swear…!"
"How about we do something fun?" Gomez said trying to change the subject. "Tish, how about you play something on the piano for us querida?"
"I'd love to," Morticia said, eager to get her mother's mind off the spider. She went over to the grand piano across the room and Gomez leaned against it as she decided what to play.
"Don't play anything dark and creepy this time," Ophelia said. "Play something nice."
Gomez placed a kiss on Morticia's lips. "Play whatever you want cara mia."
She have him a grateful look and began to play one of her favorite songs that was in fact quite "dark and creepy" but she enjoyed it.
As she played, she began to get lost in the music, when suddenly she felt a familiar vibration.
"Why'd you stop playing Morticia?" Mr. Frump asked.
She realized she had become distracted. She glanced at Gomez who was in his same position smoking his cigar giving no indication that anything was amiss but she noticed his hand was in his pocket.
"Sorry, um, just forgot the next part. Hold on," she said trying to gather her thoughts enough to continue playing. The vibration was getting more intense by the second and it was extremely difficult to concentrate on the song. She was practically shaking in her seat as she tried her hardest to maintain a straight face and not say anything.
After what seemed like a million years she finished playing the song and everyone else applauded.
Lucky for her, Lurch came into the room. "Dinner."
Gomez turned off the vibrator and she stood up on shaking legs. He put his arm around her waist and even that was enough to cause an explosion of nerves. When he kissed her she nearly collapsed. Afterwards, she leaned on his as they followed everyone else to the dining room thinking about how much she needed him to ease the friction she was feeling.
They sat at the dining room table for dinner, joined by Mama and Fester, and began to have a nice conversation while they ate the food Lurch jad prepared for them. Morticia had nearly forgotten about the incident at the piano by now but Gomez didn't. He enjoyed watching Morticia squirm and the idea of having such control over her really turned him on.
Ophelia was telling some kind of story but Gomez was hardly listening. His focus was more on Morticia. He couldn't resist reaching into his pocket and turning the vibrator on again. He loved seeing her reactions to it.
"Ah!" she exclaimed then quickly covered her mouth realizing that everyone was staring at her. Gomez resisted the urge to chuckle.
"Morticia, mon enfant, are you okay?" Mr. Frump said.
"Oui, papa," Morticia said.
As if seeing her succumb to the vibrator wasn't enough! "Tish, you spoke French!" Gomez exclaimed as he kissed her hand up her arm.
On top of the vibrator turning her on so much, Gomez's lips sent a jolt of warmth through her veins everywhere they touched. Practically panting now, it was extremely difficult to resist the urge to pounce on him. "Mon cher…" she said in more of a sensual tone than she meant to.
Suddenly she realized how far this was getting and she gently removed him from around her.
"I'm okay, honestly," she said to her concerned looking family.
Gomez turned off the vibrator sensing that they were going to far. He made a mental note to use it again later and instead put his hand in hers until Lurch brought out the cake.
"Let's start opening your presents," Morticia said after everyone had enough cake.
"Aw you didn't have to get me anything," Mr. Frump said modestly.
"Nonsense, come on," Morticia said leading them to the living room. She gave him his sweater that she had finished that morning.
"It's beautiful Morticia, merci mon enfant," he said.
He opened his gifts from the rest of the family and they then settled themselves talking about more things.
Gomez couldn't resist the urge to turn on the vibrator on just once more.
Sure enough it sent Morticia reeling. She tried to be calm, she tried to ignore it and act normal, but soon she just couldn't stand it anymore. Finally she stood up. "I'll be right back everyone. I have to, um, I have to go get something."
She darted out of the room and once she was in another one of the sitting rooms, she collapsed onto the couch. She was full on moaning now, the orgasm crashed over her and another one loomed close behind. She lay on the couch rubbing herself, needing to ease the friction. She needed something, she needed her husband.
Gomez entered the room, and was pleased to see what he had walked in on. Seeing his wife on the couch falling apart under his control was the hottest sight he had ever witnessed. And sure enough, he couldn't resist the urge to cause her even more pleasure.
He locked the door behind him, the rest of the family would be able to wait while we gave his wife a few more orgasms.
Once he approached her he turned off the vibrator and she whimpered in disappointment. At least until he pushed up her dress, snatched her panties off, and took the vibrstor out then proceeded to pleasure her with his tongue. She threw her head back and let out moan after moan as she sure enough brought her to another orgasm.
As he kissed her lips afterwards she desperately began to undo his pants but to her frustration, he wouldn't enter her.
"Gomez…"
"You have to be quiet Tish," he said, the look on his face reflecting his pride and amazement at making Morticia so horny. "If not, someone will interrupt us."
"I promise I will mon cher," she said running her hands down his chest as she spoke.
Sure enough, he fell apart at the sound of her French. He sank into her and proceeded to give her several more orgasms.
Afterwards, they pulled themselves together and readjusted their clothes.
"That was amazing darling," Morticia said as she smoothed her hair.
He hugged her and she rested her head on his chest for a moment. "I see the vibrator was a good idea."
She smirked. "You know just how to make a woman feel good."
They made their way to the door. "Do you think they missed us too much?"
He kissed her nose. "I doubt it."
