I put the phone on speaker.
“She didn’t sound like a kid when she answered.”
“Alice has a cold,” Carol said. “She’s hoarse from coughing.”
“She sounded sexy.”
Alice giggled.
“She can hear me?”
“Bob put the phone on speaker.”
“I’m sorry I said all those things to you. I really feel awful about it.”
“That’s alright. I didn’t mind that much.”
My evil thoughts came out of my mouth before I could stop them.“I think Alice liked it.”
Carol flashed me a remonstrative glare.
“Did you like it, Alice?” He asked, following my unintended lead. “Did you like hearing me say all those naughty things about your mother and me?”
“I didn’t mind, Mister –” she giggled naughtily.
“Under the circumstances, I think it would be alright for you to call me Ted.”
“I really didn’t mind, Ted. I heard that kind of stuff before.”
“Where have you heard dirty talk?”
“Some kids like to talk dirty. I’ve heard it ever since I was in day care.”
“And, she’s eavesdropped on us,” Carol said.
“Naughty girl, eavesdropping on your parents. ” Ted chuckled. “I used to do that too when I was a kid. I listened to them ‘Doing It’ when they thought I was asleep.”
“Me too,” Alice whispered.
“Thanks to you, Ted, we discovered that she’s known about our lifestyle for nearly a year,” I said.
“What do you think about that, Alice? Your Daddy letting your Momma ‘Do It’ with other men?”
“It’s pretty cool. I hope that I can marry a man like Daddy when I grow up. A man who’ll let me ‘Do It’ with anybody I want to ‘Do It’ with.”
Ted’s voice got huskier. I imagined him stroking his cock when he asked, “Do you think you’ll want to ‘Do It’ a lot with a lot of men, like your hot momma does?”
“Maybe.” she giggled.
I kept expecting Carol to stop the conversation. My cock was trying to rip through my jeans. “Alice is definitely her mother’s daughter,” I said.
“They say the fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree,” Ted said. “It’s in the genes.”
“I have something in my jeans,” I laughed, looking down at my elongated lump.
Carol shook her head and rolled her eyes. “You’re incorrigible.”
“Encourageable. Encourage me.”
“Y’all are both crazy,” Alice giggled. “And really weird.”
Ted said, “But you love your Daddy and your hot Momma being crazy and really weird and very very naughty. Don’t you?”
“Uh huh,” she said, emphatically nodding her head.
“I wish I could meet you,” he said.
“How do you spell meet?” Again, I couldn’t stop the thought from escaping through my lips.
“Bob!” Carol admonished.
“What!?!” Alice asked.
“Nothing!” Carol said. “Forget it.”
“What’s wrong with Dad asking Ted how he spells meet?” she asked. Then it dawned on her. “Oh. M-e-a-t.”
“Your father has a dirty mind,” Carol sighed.
“But I heard you tell Daddy that you love his dirty effing mind.”
Ted chuckled, “I love your Daddy’s dirty effing mind, too. Especially since he lets me eff your mother.”
Alice giggled naughtily
“In addition to checking and making sure that Alice was alright, I wanted to know if we were still on for this weekend.”
“Yes,” Carol said. “As I told you, Alice will be spending Memorial weekend with her grandparents.”
“I look forward to meeting you, Bob.”
“How do you spell meet?” Alice giggled.
“I’m not into men, Alice. I’m sorry you won’t be home this weekend. I wish I could talk to you in person.”
I laughed, “Maybe you could make another obscene phone call to her next week.”
“Could I do that, Alice? Call you, and talk dirty on the phone again?”
“I wouldn’t mind. I get home from school a little after 3:30.”
“Oh God!” Ted moaned, and grunted a few times
“Are you O.K.?” Alice asked. “What happened?”
“Nothing. I… uh… stubbed my toe.” He cleared his throat. “I have to go take care of stuff at the store, and get the work schedule and everything lined up for this weekend.”
“We’ll see you Saturday morning,” Carol said.
“I’m taking off earlier than originally planned. You said that your parents will pick up Alice between 4 and 5. I plan to leave here at 7 o’clock, and should arrive there around 9 tomorrow night. Maybe a little earlier, if I don’t get stopped for speeding.”
“Drive carefully,” I said. “We’ll have all weekend to enjoy ourselves.”
“I enjoyed talking to you, Alice. I hope we can do it again sometime.”
“Me too!” she enthused.
“I think you’ve made a friend,” I chuckled. “We may have to get her a phone of her own.”
“Really!?! That would be so cool!”
Carol hung up.
“Are you really going to get me my own phone, Daddy!?!”