Thanks again to Resjack for editing!
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I couldn't imagine that Jenna might actually be drinking and driving, that's part of why I had no qualms waking her up for a blowjob rather than talking to her right away, and why once we were done I let her go back to sleep.
A little before lunchtime, Barbara called me to check-in. It sounded like she would be working all day and night and told me not to expect her for dinner before asking if I had talked to Jenna yet.
"She's still asleep."
"She is? Go wake her up!"
"Calm down."
"Don't..." Barbara took a deep breath. "Go wake her up, talk to her, and then text me what she has to say. I can't get into it right now."
"Okay. I'll go get her now."
"Thank you."
"Love you."
"Love you too."
I was already on my way to Jenna's room before we hung up. Barbara sounded more upset than I expected, but I still couldn't imagine that Jenna had actually driven home drunk. She may have been difficult, but she was never stupid.
The door was still ajar from this morning and Jenna was sleeping peacefully, most of the cum was gone from her face, and it looked like she may have scooped it towards her mouth before she went back to sleep.
"Jenna." She didn't budge. "Jenna, wake up."
She slowly turned, her lips curling into a smile as she let out an adorable little moan. "Round two?"
I shook my head, but her eyes weren't even open yet. "No, Jenna, we need to talk."
She sighed, but opened her eyes to see I was serious.
"How did you get home last night?"
"I drove." She straightened herself up.
"Were you drinking?"
She scoffed at my inquiry. "One or two. Since when are you my parent?"
I stomped my foot. "You can NOT drink and drive? Are you fucking serious?"
"Chill."
"Jenna!" I was fuming. "Are you serious? You shouldn't even be drinking! You're lucky your mother and I are okay with that, but you know better than to drink and drive. Why didn't you just call us?"
"Can you calm down?"
I was ready to burst. "Where are your keys?"
Jenna glanced quickly towards the dresser. I followed her gaze and saw them sitting there.
"Your mother and I are taking away the car. Non-negotiable."
"That's not-!"
I threw up a hand. "Discuss it with your mother." And left the room.
My heart was pounding. It was a weird feeling. I'd never done that much parenting, and obviously it was additionally bizarre that I had done it while Jenna still had some of my cum on her face.
I texted Barbara. "She drank and drove. I'm fuming mad. Took her keys."
There was no reply for a while. I imagined Barbara felt the same way and would be yelling at her when she came home.
I did some things around the house before parking myself in the living room to watch the game. It was around the usual time of my typical second blowjob, so I was a little horny but had no expectations of Jenna talking to me again today, let alone sucking my cock.
I was immediately proven wrong.
"Can we talk?"
Jenna was in the doorway. Guilt all over her face, but also dressed in a super cute outfit, I could tell she was playing it up.
"This is your mother's decision. You can talk to her when she gets home tonight."
Jenna huffed. "I'm sorry."
She didn't sound it. "Listen. You fucked up. Big. Your mother and I have made it very clear that you should never drink and drive, and we've always told you that you can call us at any hour, and you won't get in trouble. We just want you safe."
Jenna sniffled. "I was safe."
I shook my head. "No, you weren't."
Jenna looked down at her toes. She was definitely feeling regret even if she wasn't fully understanding why this was such a big deal. There was a long pause before she spoke again.
"Mom's pretty mad huh?"
I took my parenting hat off for a moment. "Oh yeah. I'm sorry, but I do have to take away the car."
Jenna sighed. "For how long?"
"That's up to your mother."
Jenna walked into the room, walking casually towards me on the couch. "Can you stick up for me?" She pouted, using the whiny voice she used when she was trying to get something.
"Jenna, stop, this is serious."
She reached her hand to caress my thigh. "Please?" She pouted her lips out even more as she stared at me with her big brown eyes.
I took a deep breath. "I can try, but you need to understand how serious this is, and it absolutely cannot happen again."
She reached her hand to my crotch as her pout slowly turned into a smirk. "Yes, daddy."
I sighed as Jenna began rubbing my cock through my pants. "Can you promise me?"
She nodded. "Promise."
I sighed again. My cock was quickly growing, part of me hated how powerless I was against her.
"Okay... I'll do what I can." I gave in.
Jenna's lips slowly curled into a wicked smile.
"Now show me you're a good girl."
"Yes, sir."
I wasn't happy with myself, and turned my attention back to the game as Jenna carefully reached in to pull out my cock. It was already hardening in her delicate hands, she gave it a few strokes before leaning in to take me in her mouth.
"Mmmmmmm." I moaned at the sensation of her cool lips around my cock. Jenna began to work her tongue up and down my shaft, getting me nice and wet as her head slowly bounced in my lap.
She was up on her knees on the couch. Leaning forward with her ass sticking up in the air. Her pink short shorts were stretched thin as her ass tightened from the bend as she swayed it back and forth while she happily sucked me.
