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Ready Maid Family Bk. 01

By: RibaldWriter



This series has 3 volumes completed, and I'm posting them as full volumes. I can split them into sections if I get requests for that. Volume 4 is in progress, and I have no idea when, or if it may be finished.

Book One opens with our 3 main characters coming together, then growing as they learn about each other. 

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Ready Maid Family Book One

HELP WANTED: Live-in Domestic to care for single, mid-thirties male. Apply in person. References preferred, but not required. Compensation based on experience and performance.

Early February

Tuesday

Sylvia Mitchell read the ad for the fourth time as she sat in the kitchen of the little apartment she had rented when she had come to town four months ago. She had been looking for a job since she got to town with no success, and what little money she had was running out fast.

It was almost too good to be true. If she could get this job, both of her problems, money and a better place to live, would be solved.

Trying not to let her hopes get too high, she got up and went into her bedroom, wondering what she had in her small wardrobe that would help her get this job. 

(-)

Julie Bedford pulled her van out from behind the strip mall she had parked behind the night before and turned onto North Oak Street. She grinned as she looked at the shelf under the front console. Her laptop, both her tablets, backup battery pack, and phone were all fully charged. She'd gotten all of her clothes washed at the Suds-n-Duds, and Sandy had let her charge up all her devices while she played pinochle with him.

Glancing down at the newspaper laying on the dash, she decided that the quickest route would be going up Grayson to Clark, then onto the expressway. The address was only a couple blocks from exit 28.

She hoped that there weren't too many other people applying for the job. A live-in position would be a great way for her to put some money away, and build up her bankroll.

She really wanted to get an apartment, or a house, even if she had to share it with someone for a while. She loved the retired old UPS package car, the long, wide rear compartment was roomy enough for a full sized mattress, and the shelves built into the back gave her lots of room for her stuff, but she knew that eventually, she'd get robbed, or busted for parking in the wrong place, or would run out of money.

(-)

'This isn't going to work'. Gage Carson thought to himself as he looked out the window. A long line stretched from the front porch almost to the gate two hundred feet away. He estimated that there was close to eighty people, mostly women, waiting to apply for the job he had listed in the paper.

He had already talked to almost a dozen of them, and none of them were what he wanted. There was no way he'd be able to get along with most of them. The ones he did like personally, didn't really have the other traits he was looking for.

Leaning back against the wall, he thought for a moment, then turned and went out into the hall to talk to the latest group of women he'd already let into the house.

(-)

Standing at the gate to the unobtrusive manor house, Sylvia sighed as she looked down the drive at the line of women outside the door. She doubted if she'd even get interviewed, much less get the job, but the bus ride had taken almost an hour, then it had taken her another fifteen minutes to walk the rest of the way. The least she could do was put in an application.

As she approached the line of women, a girl stepped from the door, her head down. She glanced at the other women and shook her head, then trudged down the walk toward the gate.

"Excuse me, but do yo..." She began, speaking to the woman in front of her.

"I don't know nuthin' honey." The woman said curtly, not bothering to turn around. "I'm here for a job, not to make friends, and you're the competition. So leave me alone."

For the next ten minutes, Sylvia stood quietly, lost in her own thoughts. What was she doing here? She could cook and keep her own house clean enough, but didn't know anything about housekeeping. What kind of care did the man need? She didn't have any medical training, and didn't even know anyone with a disability or a handicap.

A quiet murmur went through the line as a man came out of the doorway, standing and surveying the crowd waiting to enter the house. He stepped to one side, and half a dozen women came out the door, made their way down the steps, then moved quickly for the gate.

"Ladies, I'd like to thank you all for coming out today." Gage said as he danced down the steps and walked slowly down the line. He smiled at a tall blonde girl, nodding toward the door. As she went into the house, he continued down the line. He had picked two other women before he reached Sylvia, and she stood up straight, throwing her shoulders back by habit. He smiled as he stopped in front of her.

"Yes, I think you'll do nicely." He said softly, looking her up and down. "What's your name, miss?"

"Sy...Sylvia, sir. Sylvia Mitchell." she replied, meeting his gaze.

"It's nice to meet you, Sylvia." He said, lifting his hand and pointing toward the house. "I'm Gage Carson, would you mind waiting for me inside? I'll be with you in a minute."

"Yes sir." She said with a small smile. "I..."

But Gage was already moving down the line, stopping to look one or two of the women over, then stepping back, pausing, and raising his voice.

"If I could have your attention for a moment ladies..." he said, then waited for them to quiet down and look at him."Thank you all for coming out today, but I've chosen my candidates. If they don't work out, I'll be placing another ad in a few weeks. Please be careful going home."

He turned and strode briskly up the walk, catching up to Sylvia as she was going through the door.

"I didn't expect this kind of turn out." He said quietly as he stepped up next to her. "But it looks like I got a nice lot to choose from. I hope one of you will be what I'm looking for."

"I'm sure I am, sir." Sylvia said softly as she moved over to stand with the other girls.

Glancing at the other women, she noticed that like her, they were all tall and full figured. There was a redhead, a brunette, and two other blondes. One of the blondes and the brunette were wearing pantsuits, the other blonde was dressed in jeans and a tight fitting t-shirt, and the redhead had on a loose black knee length skirt and a white button down shirt like her own.

"Okay ladies, I'm Gage Carson." He said as he looked them over. "I'm looking for a live-in domestic, who's duties will include keeping the house clean, preparing meals, and taking care of my needs as I deem necessary. Any questions so far?"

"How big is the house?" One of the blondes asked. "And will we be doing any work in the outbuildings?"

"The house has twenty-six rooms, not all of them being used right now, but I'd like to open them up." Gage told her. "That's why I want to hire some help. I'm only using three or four rooms on the first floor, not including the kitchen right now. You won't have to do anything in the outbuildings, I'd actually prefer that you stayed out of them. Most of them are in need of repair."

"You want to tell us more about these 'needs' we'll be taking care of?" the brunette asked.

"Bathing, grooming...and whatever you're open to." Gage said lightly. "But nothing uncomfortable or illegal, I can assure you."

"No thanks, perv." The brunette laughed as she turned and headed for the door. "I think I'll pass."

Gage nodded and followed her, then stood at the open door, his hand on the knob.

"Anyone else want to go with her?" He asked.

"No sir." Sylvia said quietly.

The redhead and the two blondes shook their heads.

"Good." He said as he closed the door. "Now if you'd be so kind, please step into the next room and have a seat at the table. I'll be with you in a moment."

The girls walked though a doorway into a large room. Sylvia guessed that it was the dining room since there was a long table in the center. She walked to the far end and took a seat, while the redhead sat at the other end. The two other blondes took seats on either side.

Gage came into the room a moment later with a stack of notepads and a handful of pens in his hands. He placed a notepad and a pen in front of each of them, then laid a sheet of paper face down on top of the pads.

"Please print clearly, no longhand or script please." He said as he walked back over to the door. "Take as long as you like to finish, and write the question numbers next to your answers. Most of them will be obvious, but it will make them easier to read. You can start whenever you'd like, I'll be back in a few minutes to check on you."

Sylvia turned the sheet of paper over, scanning it quickly. She saw immediately that it wasn't the standard employment questionnaire.

The first few questions were normal enough, name, age, place of birth, names and address of the last three employers. The next question made Sylvia laugh out loud.

"You just read four and five too, huh?" The redhead grinned from the other end of the table.

Sylvia smiled and nodded as she scanned the rest of the form.

4) Height, weight, measurements

5) Clothing sizes: bra, panty, dress, blouse, slacks, shoes

6) If you are currently employed, please explain in fifty words or less why you want to leave your job. 

7) In fifty words or less, please explain why your last relationship failed

8) In fifty words or less, please describe your favorite fantasy.

9) In fifty words or less, please describe your favorite experience.

10) In one hundred words or less, tell me who you are and what you want to be.

Sylvia looked up from the form, and noticed the redhead looking at her. She smiled shyly at her.

"What's your name, hon?" the redhead asked, looking down and writing quickly on her notepad. She grinned as she looked back up at Sylvia. "I'm Julie."

"Sylvia." She answered.

"So tell me Sylvia, do you think he wants a sexual fant..." Julie began, then stopped when Gage walked into the room.

"I want whatever you want to share with me miss..." He leaned over her shoulder, looking at her answers. "...Bedford. If your favorite fantasy is about sex, by all means, I'd love to read it. But if it's about a day at the beach with your friends, or snuggling up in front of a toasty fire with your cat, I'd like to read those to. I asked these questions to see if you could be honest with me, and if I could get along with you."

The rest of the girls laughed as Julie blushed a deep shade of red. Gage patted Julie on the shoulder as he turned back toward the door.

"I'll give you a little more time. Just relax, answer the questions as honestly as you can, and be yourself." He said. He smiled as he stood in the doorway, then turned and walked away.

"Wow, is he hot, or what?" The blue jeaned blonde asked.

"Yeah, I don't think I'll mind taking care of his needs." The other blonde grinned at her. "Even if he wants to get a little kinky."

Sylvia didn't say anything, she stared at the questionnaire, then pulled the notepad over and started writing.

(-)

When Gage came back twenty minutes later, all four girls were sitting quietly, reading over their answers.

"All done?" He asked, stepping up to the table. "Everyone happy with their answers? Anyone need a few more minutes, maybe want to make some changes?"

None of the girls said anything, so he moved around the table picking up the papers, pads, and pens, then walked out the door without saying a word.

"What was your fantasy Sylvia?" Julie asked, grinning broadly. "He said he wanted the truth, so I wrote about this really hot roommate I used to have, and how much I wanted to make it with her."

"I...I wrote about a man...a man I...think about alot." Sylvia said, glancing up at Julie, then back down at the table. "But you really, uh...you want to..."

"With the right girl, sure." Julie smiled, coloring slightly. "I've never done it, but if I met the right girl..."

"Think we should give these two a few minutes alone?" the blue jean blonde laughed, looking over at the other blonde.

"That won't be necessary, Amber." Gage said from the doorway. "Would you and Carla come with me please?"

Both girls got up and walked toward him, then followed him through the door. A moment later, Gage walked into the room alone. He moved down the backside of the table, pulled a chair out and sat down.

"Okay, Julie, Sylvia, would you come stand by the seats across from me please." He said as he opened a folder and began sorting papers into two piles. He waited till they were standing directly across from him, then looked over at them.

"I knew as soon as I brought you in that I'd be picking one of you." he said lightly. "There's something about both of you that I liked."

"Sylvia, you were respectful, and called me sir. Julie, you were nice to a girl you just met, someone competing with you for a job." He smiled as he looked at them. "I thought that was classy. I think both of you are."

He looked down at one of the piles in front of him and picked up a sheet of paper.

"Julie Bedford, twenty-eight, five-nine, forty-two triple E bust, thirty-three inch waist, and forty inch hips, self-employed. You ended your last relationship because your boyfriend loved your tits, but thought the rest of you was too fat." He read aloud. "You can do better, because he must be a moron."

Picking up a sheet of paper from the other pile, he continued. "Sylvia Mitchell, twenty-six, five-ten, forty-two double F bust, thirty-two inch waist, thirty-nine inch hips, unemployed. "Your last boyfriend just stopped calling you, and wouldn't return your calls. That was over a year ago." Shaking his head, he added, "Another moron."

"For the rest of it, you were both open and honest in your answers, you expressed yourselves well, and..." He paused, looking at them steadily. "To be honest with you, I don't want to decide between you. I want you both."

Sylvia felt Julie's fingers touching hers, and she wrapped hers around them, never taking her eyes off Gage.

"What you said to that girl...the brunette that left...did you mean...do you really want to have...uh, sex...with m...me? Us?" Sylvia whispered. She felt Julie's hand tighten around hers, and she looked over at her.

"It'll be okay, Syl." She said softly. "I won't let him hurt you."

"Hurting either of you is the last thing I want to do, Julie." Gage answered evenly. Letting his eyes roam casually over both of them, he smiled before he spoke again. "But to answer Sylvia's question...yes, that is one of the needs I'd want you to take care of."

"I don't know if I..." Sylvia began, but Julie cut her off.

"It'll be okay, Syl." Julie said softly, her fingers tightening around Sylvia's. She looked over at Gage. "Can we sit down while you tell us wha...exactly what you would expect from us?"

"Not yet." Gage said softly. "I'd like you to step back and turn around...slowly...a quarter turn, pause, then continue."

As the girls stepped back together, he cleared his throat.

"One at a time please, so we can both watch, if you don't mind." He smiled. "Julie, would you like to go first?"

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, Julie nodded and turned to her left, so she was facing Sylvia. Her face was flushed, but she smiled at Sylvia before she turned again.

Sylvia knew that she was blushing too, but not from embarrassment. She felt warm, mildly surprised that she'd begun perspiring lightly, even though it was cool in the room. She felt a quiver of excitement in her stomach as she watched the other girl turn in a slow circle in front of her.

Julie glanced at her as she turned to face Gage. She smiled, taking a step to the side. "You're up, Syl." she breathed huskily.

Sylvia nodded, then turned to her right and paused, facing her. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw that Julie was breathing heavily, her breasts rising and falling under her white shirt. She noticed rings of perspiration under her arms, and was relieved that she wasn't the only one being affected.

Turning again, she stopped when she was facing away from Gage. Her heart was racing now, and her legs were trembling with an excitement she'd never felt before. Turning again, she gasped when she heard Julie giggle, then say, "Nice ass you got there, Syl."

She turned to face Gage, her hand reaching out unconsciously toward Julie. She sighed with relief when she felt her fingers close over her own.

Gage smiled, looking at their clasped hands. He leaned back in his chair, looking them over again.

"Tell me how you feel." He said softly. "Don't think, just answer."

"Good." Sylvia whispered, glancing over at Julie, then back at Gage. "Th...that was exciting."

"God, I am so turned on right now..." Julie laughed, squeezing Sylvia's fingers.

Gage nodded, smiling at their reactions. 'God, this is even better than I could have hoped for.' He mused.

"Have a seat ladies, and I'll..."

"No." Julie said firmly, moving in front of a chair, glancing at Sylvia as she sat down. "You've checked us out...now it's your turn."

Sylvia gasped in surprise, her hand coming up to cover her mouth. She felt another shiver of excitement flow over her, and she grabbed the back of the chair next to her, steadying herself as she sat down.

Gage's mouth dropped open, caught completely by surprise by this turn of events. He stared at Julie for a moment, then pushed his chair back.

"I...I suppose that's only fair." He said lightly as he got to his feet.

He started to turn, but Sylvia spoke up quickly.

"Ta...take a step back, away from the table." She said softly. She looked up at him as she added. "Like we did, so we can see."

"Yeah, show us the goods, big boy." Julie laughed, leaning forward, resting her forearms on the table. "Show us why we should give you the good stuff." 

Gage just smiled as he pushed his chair back and took another step away from the table. He stood quietly, his hands at his sides as they looked at him.

He was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a light green button down shirt. His erection was obvious, stretching down the left leg of his jeans. He had a shock of medium brown hair with a hint of silver at the temples, and his green eyes glittered as he gazed at them evenly.

His hands turned palms forward as he lifted his arms slightly. A sly smile crossed his lips as he arched one eyebrow at them.

"Well?" He asked after a long moment.

"Oh yeah, you'll do." Julie panted.

Sylvia nodded, not trusting herself to speak. She was staring at the thick bulge running down his left leg. Her fingers came up, and opened a button on her shirt, then another. Grasping the front of it, she pulled it away from her skin, shaking it, trying to cool herself.

Gage grinned at her reaction, and turned so he was side on to them.

"Suuuuuuweeeeeeeet." Julie muttered, staring at his ass.

Gage let out a soft chuckle as he turned again, putting his hands on his hips. He barely resisted the urge to shake his ass at them before he turned again. Pausing as he stood in profile, he glanced at them out of the corner of his eye, then turned to face them full on again.

"You're right, Sylvia." He grinned as he sat down, pulling his seat closer to the table. "That was exciting."

"I don't have specifics of just what I'll want from you, Julie. But judging from your and Sylvia's reactions..." He said, his eyes locking on hers as he said her name. "I don't think either of you find the idea disagreeable."

"I sure as hell don't!" Julie laughed, turning to look at Sylvia.

Sylvia felt both of them looking at her. She wasn't sure if she could do what he was suggesting...no, he had said it outright, her wanted to pay her...them, to have sex with him.


Ready Maid Family Bk. 01



Sensing Sylvia's uncertainty, Gage smiled gently at her.

"I'm a single man, Sylvia. I've been alone since my wife died six years ago, and I've recently discovered that I'm lonely." He said softly, gazing at her steadily. "I used to take comfort in my solitude, but lately, I find myself missing the company of other people, especially women. I miss having sex, feeling a full, firm, warm body against me, the feel of a woman's skin, her sweat, the scents of her arousal..."

"Yo...you could date, try to fi..." Sylvia said softly, looking away from his captivating gaze.

"Don't think I haven't tried." He laughed, running his hands through his hair. "I'm not interested in the women who are attracted to me, and I've found that most of the women I am attracted to have issues, because of their size. Someone has managed to convince them that they're unattractive, or undesirable"

"Zoftig...ruebenesque...full figured women, that's what I like, what I want." He said seriously. "I like big fluffy tits with saucer sized nipples, a nice rounded belly, god a woman with a belly...not a gut, but a belly, and a nice big ass I can bury my face in..."

"I got all that in spades." Julie laughed, glancing over at Sylvia. "So does Syl. Looks like you hit the jackpot."

"And I like you both already. That's a plus." He answered. "You're both smart, you've got a wicked sense of humor Julie, I can tell already, and Sylvia has a demure quality that I find alluring."

"Wha...what would you want to d...do to me...to us?" Sylvia whispered, glancing at Julie as she leaned closer to the table. Her breasts rested on the smooth surface, and she felt his eyes on her.

"Touch you, feel you...taste you." He said lightly, his eyes moving back and forth between them. "I'd want you singly, and together...I'd want you to wash me, groom me, including shaving, and if your touch arouses me...and it will, I'd want you to do something about it. If I come into a room and see you bent over, dusting perhaps, I don't want to have to resist the urge to touch you, or take you, to pleasure you..."

"Bu...but you wa...want to pay...you want us to be..." Sylvia stuttered, still not wanting to believe what he was talking about, or how she was reacting to it.

"A prostitute...a whore?" Gage said quietly. "No. If that's what I wanted I could drive five miles in any direction and get it. But that's not what I want. I want someone to live with me, so the house doesn't feel so empty. I want someone I can get to know...learn to like and care about. And you'll be working for what I'm going to pay you, pretty hard at first as we start working on the house. What I have in mind is more of a fringe benefit. For all of us."

He paused for a moment, closing his eyes and sighing. He looked at them both before he spoke again.

"Let me put it this way. You have the job if you want it, both of you. I think I can get along with you even if nothing else happens." He said slowly. "The question now is, even if nothing else happens, and I won't force you to do anything you don't want to, will you be able to stay here, knowing that I desire you, that every time I look at you, I'll be undressing you with my ey..."

"Please, stop." Sylvia groaned, throwing her head back and shaking it, making her hair fly in a honey yellow halo around her. "Why are you do...why are you torturing me like this?"

"Because you want me to." Gage laughed softly. "You want me to talk you into something you know you already want to do. If you didn't want to do this, you would have left long ago, you wouldn't have gotten so excited by what we're doing, what we're talking about."

"He's right Syl." Julie said softly, reaching over and running her fingers across the table in front of her breasts, stroking them lazily back and forth, moving steadily closer to Sylvia's breasts. "I can see how much you want to do this, and I...I wa...I want to do it with you..."

"D...do wh...what?" Sylvia gasped, not realizing that she was leaning forward ever so slightly. Until she felt Julie's fingers brush across the underside of her breast. "Oh!"

"Yeah, that too." Julie said, smiling shyly. "I...I think you could be the right girl..."

"I think we could all use a break." Gage smiled as he got to his feet. "I have a pitcher of iced tea in the kitchen, then I can show you around the house if you'd like."

"Tea would be nice." Sylvia said as she stood up. All this was just so mindboggling. She was so overwhelmed by it all. Especially her own reactions to it.

(-)

"So, can either of you cook?" Gage asked as he poured them all a glass of tea. He handed them each a glass while he waited for them to answer.

"I've worked in restaurants, fast food mostly." Julie said, taking a sip of her tea. "But I can do breakfast food."

"I used to cook for my family." Sylvia said, looking around the room. "I can make my way around a kitchen."

"Good, that's one big thing off the list." Gage said, heaving a sigh of relief. "I am so tired of pizza, chinese take-out, and KFC. It'll be nice to have a real meal on a regular basis."

"What's your specialty, Syl?" Julie asked, moving over to stand next to her. She raised her glass, and Sylvia clinked hers to it, returning her smile.

"Italian, but I make a good meatloaf too. I like to make soups and stews, and I can grill, bake or fry almost anything you might want."

"Well, it sounds like we're going to be eating well around here." Julie laughed

"It does sound good. But let me show you some of the rest of the house." Gage said as he led them out of the kitchen and into the hall. He pointed up the broad staircase, shaking his head. "The master bedroom is on the third floor, so I put my bed in what used to be the library, here on the first floor, because I just couldn't face doing those stairs every day." 

They followed as he led them through a doorway into a large room with a couch and several comfortable looking chairs in it.

"This is the living room." He said as he kept walking, leading them toward another doorway.

They stepped into a long, wide room lined with bookcases. Heavy crimson curtains covered one wall on the far end. A large canopy bed stood against the wall at the other end of the room, flanked on either side by a pair of nightstands. Two pole lamps stood behind the headboard, a long ball chain hanging from each.

"There's a couple of other rooms on this floor that I could have used as a bedroom, but I love to read, and I like the smell of this room." He smiled, turning to look at them. "And before either of you get the wrong idea, we won't be having sex today..."

"So ya get a girl all hot and bothered, then leave her hanging, huh?" Julie laughed.

Sylvia giggled, and she felt all the tension that had built up over the past hour flow out of her. She was pleasantly surprised that her excitement level hadn't decreased as well.

"Sorry, that wasn't my intention, Julie." Gage chuckled, turning to look at them. "But for all our sakes, I can't have sex with you yet, and I'd prefer that you not have sex with anyone else, until we have physicals, and get tested for communicable diseases. I'll be taking the tests with you, and after the results are reviewed with you, they will be given to me. I will share my results with you, to put any concerns you may have to rest."

"Is...isn't that a lit...little, um...intrusive?" Sylvia asked.

"I don't think so." Gage said evenly. "I don't see it as being any different than a drug test. You'll be taking one of those too. I'm less concerned about that one. I smoke pot, but I prefer not to be around other drugs."

Before either of them could reply, he spoke again.

"I'm just going to ask you outright, so we can all relax with each other. Do either of you use any kind of drugs, or ever had an STD?"

"No...and no." Sylvia said quietly.

"I smoke pot too, and I've used ecstasy and dropped acid." Julie said, scraping one foot across the floor in front of her. She glanced at Sylvia, shrugging her shoulders. "No STD's though."

"No meth, crack, or intravenous drugs?" Gage asked her, looking her over appraisingly.

"No sir, I don't...I have some friends that...had, they're not friends anymore..." She said, her eyes filling up with tears. "The ones that are still alive..."

"Thank you, Julie." Gage said, then held his arms out wide. "You look like you can use a hug right about now..."

"Oh god yes!" She moaned, throwing herself into his arms, burying her face in his chest. 

They stood quietly together in the middle of the room, then Julie looked up at Gage's face. Smiling shyly, she turned and looked at Sylvia, then held one arm out to her.

Sylvia's feet moved without her realizing it, and the next thing she knew, she was in their arms.

"So..." Gage said quietly, resting his forehead in their hair, inhaling their combined scents. "Are we going to try this? Me and my...harem?"

Sylvia giggled, then gasped as she felt Julie nod into his chest. Her heart was racing as she felt herself nod as well.

(-)

It took almost half an hour for Gage to show them the rest of the first floor, then the second. He took his time in each room, telling them what he had in mind for each, and asking them if they had any ideas. He left them sitting on the second flood landing and went back to the kitchen to get them all a refill before he took them up to the third floor.

"The master suite takes up this side of the floor. There's a bedroom, sitting room, a kitchenette, two walk-in closets, and two bathrooms." He said pointing with his right hand as he turned left at the top of the stairs and walked down the hall. "Godawful waste of space if you ask me. What I wanted to show you is on this side."

As he led them down the hall, they could see that there were three doors on one side of the wide corridor, four on the other. He stopped and opened the center door on the short side.

"One of the previous owners remodeled these rooms and made them into suites. They used to be separate rooms, but they took out two thirds of one wall to make this room bigger, and used the rest as closet space. Then they opened a doorway between this room, and the one next to it. There's a desk and a couple chairs in there, it's a nice place to read, study, or just relax."

Julie and Sylvia gaped at the enormous space they were standing in. It was at least thirty feet wide and twenty feet deep. There was a queen-sized bed with a nightstand on each side centered under a large window, a bureau with a wide mirror against one wall, and a plush chair stood in the corner by another window.

"This is bigger than my whole apartment." Sylvia muttered, then glanced at Gage. "But there's only one bed. I guess you'll ge..."

Gage grinned and shook his head. 

"Only one of you is going to be in here. There's another suite just like this across the hall." He tried not to smirk at their stunned expressions, and almost managed it.

"Where's the bathroom?" Julie asked suddenly.

"First door, other side of the hall." He told her.

Sylvia watched as she ran out the door, then started after her when she screamed.

"Oh my Gawwwwwddddd! Syl, come here! You gotta see this!"

Sylvia and Gage ran down the hall and barreled into the bathroom.

"Not you! Get out!" She screeched at Gage, snapping her legs closed as she sat on the toilet.

"Sorry..." He said, turning his head quickly and slipping past Sylvia into the hall.

"Close the door." She said softly, then grinned up at Sylvia. "Is it okay if I pee in front of you? I really gotta go..."

Sylvia nodded, then looked around the well-appointed room. 

There was a pink marble vanity with double sinks that had antique pewter faucets. Next to the toilet Julie was sitting on stood a bidet. On the other side of the room there was a huge claw foot bathtub, at least five feet long and three feet wide. In an alcove at the rear of the room, there was a double shower, with multiple showerheads on each side.

"You gotta go, or should I go ahead and flush?" Julie asked as she pulled her panties up, then smoothed down her skirt. "I swear to God, that tea went right through me!"

Sylvia laughed and blushed at the same time, realizing that she had to pee too. Pulling up her skirt, she eased her panties down to mid-thigh and sat down on the still warm seat. 

"Um...would you turn on the water, or say something please." She said after a moment, not looking at Julie.

"Bashful bladder, huh?" Julie laughed as she stepped over to the sink and turned on the water. "I'm the same way most of the time."

"Don't watch me." Sylvia said quietly when she saw Julie start to turn toward her.

"It's okay, Syl." Julie laughed, walking over and turning on one of the showers. "This time next week, we'll be in here peeing together, sharing this shower, brushing our teeth..."

"There's only one toilet, Julie..." Sylvia said as she finally relaxed enough to pee. 

"Then what's that other thing? It looks like a..."

"It's a bidet, you um...you wash your uh...bottom with it. After you...you know..." Sylvia giggled as she finished. She wiped quickly, pulled her panties up and smoothed her skirt down. After flushing the toilet, she went over to the sink and started washing her hands.

Sylvia felt Julie step up behind her. She looked at her in the mirror, noticing the playful smile on her lips.

"Can I ask you something, Syl?" She said softly, putting her hands on her hips.

Sylvia stiffened at her touch, and Julie made a shushing noise, just letting her hands rest lightly on Sylvia's hips.

"It's okay, Syl. Relax, I just want to ask you a question."

Sylvia nodded. Turning off the water, she pulled a towel off the rack and dried her hands.

"I told you my fantasy...I was wondering if..."

Standing up straight, Sylvia leaned back into her, her breathing getting heavier as she felt Julie's breasts pressing into her back.

"Yes..." she said softly, staring at her in the mirror. "I've never...um...done it with another girl either. B...but I think you...might be the right girl..."

"Oh God! Can I touch you?" Julie said huskily. "I really want to fee..."

Shaking her head slowly, Sylvia smiled at her in the mirror.

"Later...we have lots of time, Julie. Let's just take our time and see where this goes. Okay?"

"Oh God, not you too!" Julie laughed. "I'm gonna need new batteries in my vibrator tonight!"

"Me too." Sylvia giggled. "I'm getting hungry, let's go see if he has anything I can cook up real fast."

(-)

"Sylvia, that was without a doubt, the best steak I've had in longer than I care to remember." Gage sighed, pushing his plate away and leaning back in his chair.

"Thank you." she said, blushing at his compliment. "I just cooked them, you bought them."

"No, he's right Syl, the steak was great, the potato was fantastic, and I don't know what you put in the green beans, but..." Julie laughed, grinning at her. "Will you marry me?"

"No." Sylvia said, laughing self-consciously. "It's an attractive offer, but I think I want to play the field for a while..."

"I'm glad to see you two are hitting it off so well." Gage said lightly, looking back and forth between them. "I'd like to get the physicals and tests out of the as soon as we can. My doctor can do them tomorrow, but if you need more time..."

"Tomorrow's good for me, my calendar is clear." Julie laughed, standing up and clearing the table. She stacked the dishes on the counter and came back to the table. She grinned over at Gage. "I want to rest a little before I tackle the dishes if that's okay."

"I'm free tomorrow too." Sylvia said softly.

"I thought you might be." Gage said lightly. "If you give me a number I can reach you at, I'll call you in the morning, and tell you where and when."

"I...I don't have a phone." Sylvia said, looking down at the table.

"You don't have a car either." Julie added. "Are you going to need a ride home?"

"I was going to take the bus home, but a ride would be nice."

"Can I stay at your place tonight?" Julie grinned. "It's been getting cold at night, and the heater in my van doesn't rea..."

"Wait a minute." Gage interrupted her, not believing what he was hearing. "You live in a van?"

"Yeah, that big ass step van parked down the street." Julie grinned. "My own little house on wheels. I do my laundry at the Suds-n-Duds, and shower at different gyms. It's not a bad setup."

"So, do you have a phone?" He asked Julie, then turned and looked at Sylvia. "Can she stay with you tonight, or...would you both rather just stay here, and we can all go together in the morning."

"Welllllll, I guess we could stay here tonight." Julie said slowly, leaning forward and opening a couple buttons on her shirt. "I have a nightie Sylvia can wear, I usual just sleep in a t-shirt, commando style. So you'd have to promise not to try and have your way with us during the night. We might even have to sleep in the same bed, our soft, young, scantily clad bodies huddled together to protect each other..."

"I think she's right." Sylvie said, enjoying the look on Gage's face. "But then again...who would protect her from me? What if I can't resist the temptation of her lush, young body lying beside me, knowing that she'll be naked under that t-shirt, her big titties pressing into mine..."

"Jesus, this from the shy one..." Gage muttered, looking back and forth between them.

"You said you smoke pot, Gage." Julie said slowly. "You got any here? That you'd want to share with a couple of buxom young women that might want to show you..."

"Their appreciation." Sylvia said in a throaty whisper, making Julie giggle as she stared at her wide-eyed. "We'd have to respect your wishes though, we wouldn't be able to have sex with you, not until after we're tested for all those nasty diseases and stuff..."

Gage gulped, staring at her. He felt beads of perspiration dotting his forehead, and his cock throbbed painfully in his pants.

"Stand up Gage." Julie said, looking at him steadily.

"I don't thi..."

"Don't think...just do." She said firmly, mimicking his earlier treatment of them. "Stand up...now."

Pushing himself away from the table slowly, Gage stood up and took a step back. 

"Good boy...now go get that pot you were talking about." Julie laughed, staring at the hard-on straining against his pants leg. "And you got anything to drink around here? I could go for a margarita..."

Letting his breath out in a loud whoosh, Gage put his hands on his hips and started to laugh.

"Tequila and mix are under the cabinet next to the wall, ice is in the freezer." He grinned, as he turned toward the door. "Pitchers are in the cabinet next to the sink. Go ahead and make two...I think we might need them. I'll go roll us some doobs, so just bring one into the living room when you're ready."

The girls watched him walk out the door, then looked at each other and burst out laughing. Julie went over and started pulling bottles out of the cabinet, sitting them on the counter, then pulled two pitchers out of another. She grinned as she handed them to Sylvia.

"Fill these up with ice." She giggled. "And tell me the truth, you in the mood to get seriously fucked up, then seriously fucked?"

"I don't care if I get fucked up or not...but I could really use a good fuck." Sylvia laughed as she filled both pitchers with ice. "It's been over a year...but do you think he'll do it? He wants those te..."

"Oh please...he'll do it. Did you see that fucking hard-on sticking down the leg of his pants? We'll just have to give him an incentive to make him want to use it, now won't we?" Julie grinned. "And I know the perfect..."

Taking the pitchers from Sylvie's hands, she sat them on the counter and pulled her shirt out of her skirt, then pulled it off over her head. "Unhook me." She said huskily.




Ready Maid Family Bk. 01



Sylvia came over and unhooked her bra for her, watching as she let it slip off her shoulders, then down her arms. 

"Now you." Julie giggled, pulling her shirt back on and tucking it back into the waistband of her skirt.

Sylvia pulled off her shirt and turned around so Julie could unhook her bra for her. She sighed with relief when the tight strap sprung loose and her tits fell free, bouncing and swaying against her chest. She pulled her shirt back on, tucking it back into her skirt.

"Panties too." Julie said as she upended the tequila bottle, pouring half of it into one pitcher, then emptying it into the second. She topped off both pitchers with the mix, then gave them both a quick stir.

She stepped back, lifted her skirt and pushed her own panties down, shaking them down her legs, then off over her feet. Scooping them up, she held out her hand and took Sylvia's bra and panties from her, then wadded them all up and stuck them in the freezer.

"Grab a pitcher girlfriend." She said, winking at Sylvia. "Let's go get us some dick!"

(-)

Gage was sitting on the floor at the end of the coffee table with a pile of loose pot and a pack of rolling papers in front of him. He glanced up as he heard them enter the room, and his eyes went wide when he saw their tits bouncing and jiggling freely under their shirts.

"Oh shit." He muttered, changing his position on the floor, trying to relieve the pressure on his stone hard cock.

"You okay, boss?" Julie asked quietly as she leaned over him and sat the pitcher of margaritas on the table. She leaned into him, her tits pressing into his shoulders and the back of his head. "Why are you squirming around like that?"

Sylvia came around the table, bending low as she sat her pitcher down. Her shirt was unbuttoned halfway, and the deep cleavage between her breasts was blatantly displayed.

"Oh damn!" Julie said suddenly. "We forgot to bring glasses!"

She stood up and put her hands on the sides of Gage's face, and tilted his head back so he was looking up at her.

"Oh God..." He muttered as he stared at her tits swinging loosely under her shirt.

"Where do you keep your glasses, boss?" She asked, pulling his head back against her legs.

"Uh...last cabinet, next to the windows." He mumbled 

"Okay, be right back." She said, grinning down at him, then turned and walked quickly out the door.

Once she was out of sight, she moved over to the front door and opened it quietly, making sure that it was unlocked before she stepped out and pulled it closed behind her. She ran across the yard and hopped up on the low wall, spun around on it then dropped off the other side. She walked over to her van, opened the door, and climbed inside.

The bag of plastic cups was in the cooler where she'd left them, and it took her less than a minute to find the other thing she was looking for. She grinned as she climbed out of the van, sliding the door shut behind her.

Gage was coming out of the living room as she slipped back into the house.

"Where did you go?" He asked her.

"I didn't like your glasses, I prefer plastic." She grinned, holding the cups up for him to see.

"Oh, there's plastic cups in the pantry." He smiled.

"I didn't know. I knew I had some, and it only took a minute, so..."

"That's fine." He told her. "Sylvia wants to watch a movie. She's looking for something for us to watch."

"Oooohhhh, I hope she picks a horror movie! I love scary movies." She said, grabbing his hand and dragging him into the living room.

The lights were dimmed, and they could see Sylvia kneeling on the floor on the far side of the room, bent low to put a disk into the dvd player. Her skirt had ridden up the back of her legs, and they could just get a glimpse of her lightly furred pussy mound pooching out between her legs.

"Oh shit..." Gage groaned softly, stopping in his tracks.

"Oh shit is right..." Julie giggled, then pulled him against her, her tits pressing into his side. "Cuz I'm not wearing panties either."

"Got it!" Sylvia crowed triumphantly, then turned and crawled back over to the couch.

Julie saw that they had been busy while she had been gone. The coffee table had been moved off to one side, and now there was a queen-sized futon laying sideways in front of the couch. Big fluffy pillows were piled up across the front of the low couch. A tray sat on either side of the futon, each holding a pitcher, and there was a row of neatly rolled joints laying on the one closest to the door. A large screen hung in front on the wall across from them, and she grinned when she saw a projector hanging from the ceiling.

"What did you pick Syl?" Julie asked as she pushed Gage onto the futon. She kicked off her shoes and knelt down on it, waiting for him to get settled.

"'Friday the Thirteenth X', sometimes known as 'Jason In Space'." Sylvia grinned as she slid onto the futon and stretched out on the other side of Gage.

"Oooohhh yeah, that's one seriously scary movie!" Julie squealed.

She looked over at Gage, noting his less than enthusiastic expression.

"You don't like scary movies boss?" She said softly, laying her hand on his chest as she rolled onto her side and pressed herself against him. "It's okay, me and Syl will protect you."

Sylvia imitated her, pressing her body firmly against his, then laying her hand on his thigh, almost touching the bulge his cock made in his pants.

"No...not really." He mumbled, knowing that they were going to seduce him whether he wanted them to or not. He wondered idly if he was going to survive the night.

"I guess we could watch something else." Sylvia said, running her hand slowly up and down his thigh. She felt the head of his cock bump against her fingers, and she moved her hand away, being as casual as she could. "Or we could find something else to do."

Julie reached behind her and picked up one of the joints and a lighter. She lit the joint and took a long slow hit, then passed it to Gage. He took a hit off of it and held it out toward Sylvia.

"Um...I nev...I've never smoked pot before." She said, blushing lightly. "I don't know what to do."

"Really?" Julie said, raising up on one elbow, then grinning down at Gage.

"...'Scuse me, boss." She giggled as she slithered over him, making a point to rub her tits into his chest as she moved over him.

Taking the joint from Gage, she pulled Sylvia up onto her knees as she knelt in front of her.

"Okay sweetie, here's what we're gonna do." She said quietly, looking into Sylvia's eyes. "I'm gonna blow a stream of smoke at you, and I want you to inhale slowly...and I mean really slow. When you can't take any more, just turn your head away. If you have to cough, or sneeze, it's okay...we're here to take care of you...okay?"

Sylvia nodded, and Julie took a long hit off the joint, not inhaling it. She handed it back to Gage, then cupped Sylvia's face in her hands. Leaning close, she tilted her head up, and blew a wispy cloud of smoke at her.

Sylvia thought she was going to kiss her when she took her face in her hands, and forgot to inhale for a moment. She almost choked as she breathed in slowly, but fought back the reflex. A warm glow spread over her as she drew in more of the smoke, leaning forward until her lips were almost touching Julie's.

Blowing out a smooth, steady stream of smoke, Julie felt herself getting lightheaded, but Sylvia didn't turn away. Turning her head up, she took a short, sharp breath, then a longer one. Looking back at Sylvia, she smiled as she drew her closer.

"Good girl." She whispered, her lips brushing Sylvia's. "God, I want to kiss you so bad, sweetie..."

A slow smile spread across Sylvia's face as she exhaled, and her lips parted, pressing lightly against Julie's.

"Then do it." She breathed against her lips. Her arms slid around Julie's back, pulling her closer as she darted her tongue out, licking lightly at Julie's lower lip.

Julie's mouth opened, and in moments they were locked in a passionate embrace, kissing each other hungrily, their tongues dueling as their lips ground together. Sylvia raised up, drawing Julie up with her as she pressed her body against her, their tits mashing against each other. She pushed her leg between Julie's, forcing her skirt up higher, and she could feel the heat of the other girl's excitement against her leg.

Gage watched wide eyed as the girls kissed and writhed against each other, their hands roaming all over each others bodies as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment.

"Um, I think the standard line is, get a room." He said lightly, trying not to laugh. "But I'm afraid you might..."

Julie finally broke their feverish kiss, leaning back, breathing hard. She grabbed the front of her shirt in both hands, and jerked it open, sending buttons flying. Pulling her skirt up around her waist, she slid higher on Sylvia's leg, then reached down and pulled her skirt up, so her own leg slid deep between Silvia's.

"We'll be with you in a minute, boss." She muttered, her eyes locked on Sylvia's. "We're not done here yet..."

"It's going to be more than a minute...I'm just getting started." Sylvia moaned as she reached down and tore her own shirt open, then plastered her mouth against Julie's, her tongue slithering into her mouth.

Julie moaned when she felt Sylvia's naked tits rubbing against her own, and she ground her crotch down onto her leg, humping up and down as she slid back and forth, leaving a slick wet trail of her juices on her skin.

Sylvia was working her pussy just as eagerly on Julie's leg, and she shivered as she felt a sudden wave of climaxes swell over her. 

Breaking the kiss again, Julie threw her head back, panting and gasping for breath. She held Sylvia tightly to her as she arched at her back, pressing her tits harder against the other girl, her pussy clutching and quivering as she too came in a stream of seemingly never ending orgasms. Sylvia held her just as tightly, and together, they toppled over in a writhing heap of tangled arms and legs. Both girls rolled onto their backs, their hands still roaming aimlessly over the other.

When she finally caught her breath, Julie tilted her head back and looked up at Gage.

"So what's it gonna be, boss...bareback or raincoat?" She grinned, reaching under the couch and pulling out a string of foil pouches. She grinned as she dangled them in front of him. "I brought a box of rubbers in with me if you want one..."

"Bareback." Gage groaned as he stood up and opened the button on his jeans, then eased the zipper down slowly. "Definitely bareback..."

"Do Syl first." Julie said softly as she sat up and picked up a pitcher. She held it in both hands as she tilted it up and took a long drink, then lowered it and let it brush across the outside of one of Sylvia's tits.

"Oooohhh cold!" she screeched, sitting bolt upright, making her tits swing wildly on her chest.

"Figured that'd get you moving." Julie laughed, holding the pitcher out to her. "Drink..."

"Thanks." Sylvia said, taking the pitcher and drinking from it. She swallowed, then took another drink before she sat the pitcher down, making sure it was safely out of the way. When she turned back, she leaned forward and sprayed a stream of the cold liquid across both of Julie's tits.

"Oooohhh, you bitch!" Julie giggled, leaping at her. She grabbed both her wrists as she knocked her over onto her back, then leaned down, letting her tits hang, swaying gently right in front of Sylvia's face. "Lick it off...and you better not miss a drop!" 

She moaned as Sylvia's mouth opened and her tongue started licking all over her tits. She glanced up at Gage, arching one eyebrow at him.

"So what are you waiting for dumbass, an engraved invitation?" She grunted, her eyes locked on the rigid stalk of his cock as she dropped down, rubbing her tits all over the other girls face. "Fuck her...stick that big beautiful cock in her...she wants it...she needs it...come on boss, fuck her."

Gage jerked his shirt off over his head and tossed it aside as he slid across the futon. He grabbed Julie's hips and pressed his face against her ass, rubbing his face back and forth slowly. His fingers spread her fleshy asscheeks, and he dragged his tongue down the length of her ass crack, not stopping until the tip of his tongue dipped into the juice coated slit of her pussy.

"Ohhhhh, that is so fucking good, boss." Julie groaned, raising up off Sylvia so she could look at him over her shoulder. She wiggled her ass back at him as he licked at her hungrily, lapping up the spicy nectar coating her sex. "Oh God, ple...please stop...I...I want you to fuck Syl for me...please...please, boss."

Gage laughed, planting one last wet, sloppy kiss on her pussy, then moved around her, climbing over one of Sylvia's legs and scooting up between them. Lifting her legs gently, he spread them wider, pulling her down until her legs were wrapped around his waist, and the tip of his cock brushed against the inside of her thigh, just below her pussy.

Julie slid around, laying across her, her tits flattening out across Sylvia's tummy. She reached down, the fingers of one hand spreading the lips of her pussy as the other wrapped around the shaft of his cock. She tugged on his bone hard cock, guiding it to the pretty pink flower of Sylvia's pussy.

Gage and Sylvia both moaned as she dragged the swollen knob of his cock up and down over the puffy wet lips of her pussy. Julie grinned as she felt the shaft of his cock pulse and swell in her hand. She eased his cock down so the tip pressed into the tight opening of her pussy.

"Put it in." She whimpered, pulling on his cock, trying to force it into the dripping wet hole. "Put it in for fucks sake...before you shoot off all over her!"

"If you'd move your damned hand..." he panted, easing his hips forward, feeding the head of his cock slowly into Sylvia's pussy. "I might last a little longer."

"Ya think so?" Julie grinned, looking up at him. She moved her hand down, stroking it slowly up and down over the length of his cockshaft. 

Sylvia was rocking her head back and forth, her eyes squeezed shut as she reveled in the incredible sensation of this prolonged penetration. Her legs slipped down, and she hooked her heels under the cheeks of his ass and pulled him forward urgently, forcing half his cock to plow into her. Her pussy quivered around his cock, then clenched, relaxed, then clenched again as a series of spasms swept over her.

"Unnnggghhh." She grunted as her ass came up off the floor, and her legs contracted suddenly, jerking him down onto her.

Gage's cock drove full length into her in one powerful plunge, and he felt the head of his cock bump against the knarled opening of her cervix. He tried to pull back, but her legs were clamped tightly around his hips, her heels digging into his asscheeks

"Fuckfuckfuck..." He grunted as the tight ring of muscle at the mouth of her pussy clamped down around the root of his cock, and the soft, slippery inner walls fluttered and flexed along the length of the shaft.

He might have lasted till she relaxed and he could start fucking her, but Julie chose that moment to cup his balls in her hands, squeezing them gently, then rolling them lazily between her fingers.

"No!" He bellowed, his hips jerking forward spastically. The crinkly hairs at the base of his cock ground against the hairlined slit of Sylvia's pussy, and he felt his balls twitch in Julie's hand, then unleash their creamy cargo, sending it surging up the length of his cockshaft.

"YESSSSSSSS!" Sylvia screamed as she felt a flood of cum spray into her spasming pussy, sending her headlong into a mindblowing orgasm. Reaching out mindlessly, she grabbed his arms, pulling him down on top of her, her arms wrapping around him, holding him tightly to her as she thrashed and writhed under him.

Gage held himself up his forearms, trying to move his hips, trying to move his cock in her clenching, clasping, wetly sucking pussy, but she had him in a death grip by then, and he couldn't pull out, no matter how hard he tried. All he could do was push it in deeper. He groaned as jet after jet of cum spewed from his piss slit, making her pussy suck and quiver wildly around him.

Julie hovered beside them, her hand still cupping his balls, squeezing them rhythmically, her fingers wrapped around the wrinkled skin of his sac, tugging on it gently. She stared wide-eyed at Sylvia, happy for her new friend, and hoping that she'd get the chance to make her cum like this too.

Sylvia relaxed suddenly, her arms falling to the sides as her legs loosened their grip on his hips. Her eyes were rolled up in her head as she jerked mindlessly, her hips still humping down on the rigid stalk of his cock.

"That's it sweetie, cum on that big fucking cock." Julie panted, staring down at her. "Mmmmmm, you look so fucking hot, Syl."

She looked over at Gage as she let go of his balls, bringing her hand up and resting it on his back. She pushed down gently.

"Lay on her...hold her." She said softly when he looked over at her. She stretched out beside them, laying her arm across his back as she brushed the hair away from Sylvia's face. "Make her feel wanted, Gage...make her feel loved."

Gage smiled as he relaxed and let his body ease down over Sylvia's. He moaned as her soft, fleshy mounds pressed into his chest, then flattened between them. Sliding his arms under her, he cradled her, laying his head on her shoulder as he nuzzled her neck, kissing the soft, sweat soaked skin gently.

(-)

"So, if you don't want to watch a scary movie, boss, that only leaves us one other choice." Julie said, taking a hit off a joint. She reached over, handing him the joint. Rolling to one side, she picked up one of the pitchers and filled a cup, and took a long sip from it. She filled the cup again and leaned over, offering it to Gage.

"Thanks." He croaked as he took it from her, then turned his head and exhaled slowly, blowing a stream of smoke into Sylvia's waiting face. Turning away from her, he took a drink from the cup and held it out to her.

Sylvia took the cup, holding her breath for a moment, then exhaling and draining the cup in a couple quick swallows. Turning to the other side, she picked up the other pitcher and filled the glass. When she turned back, Gage was hitting the joint again, looking at her with a quizzical expression.

Leaning closer, she inhaled slowly as he blew the smoke at her, then handed him the cup and got up on her knees and slipped her shirt off, tossing it over her shoulder. Reaching down, she unzipped her skirt, then laid back and shimmied out of it, making Gage grin as he watched.

"Like what you see, Gage?" She asked as she stretched out beside him, throwing one of her legs over his as she pressed his breasts against his side.

"Oh yeah...I really like what I see." He said, letting his eyes roam all over her naked body.

"Hey, we were talking about what we're gonna watch." Julie said as she raised up, pushing her skirt down over her hips, then down off her legs. She kicked it off to the side, then let her shirt drop off her shoulders. "If we can't watch a scary movie, I wanna watch a porno. And don't bother trying to..."

Gage reached up over his head, his hand feeling around on the couch. A moment later he pointed a remote at the projector, then at the entertainment center. The screen lit up, and he pressed more buttons on the remote. 

"What do you have a taste for?" He asked, looking between them as he scrolled through a list.

"Something nasty..." Julie laughed.

"Something romantic..." Sylvia giggled.

"With two girls and a guy in it." They said at the same time.

"As you command ladies." He said as he pressed a button, and the screen was suddenly filled with an image of a man stretched out on a bed between two full figured women. Soft music came from speakers around the room as the action started.




Ready Maid Family Bk. 01



"Oh yeah, that's more like it." Julie purred, moving her hand down, her fingers wrapping around his soft cock.

"Mmmmmm, do you want some help with that?" Sylvia asked as she watched her fingers stroke lazily along the length of his cock.

"I think I can handle this, miss greedy." Julie laughed. She felt his cock getting harder under her gentle caresses, and she leaned down, laying her head on his stomach as she lifted it, pointing it at her face.

Her tongue darted out, lapping at the tip of his cock, wetting the spongy knob with her saliva. Licking and kissing the head of his cock lightly, she kept up her steady stroking on the shaft. Gage's cock grew, stiffening rapidly as it filled with blood, and in moments, it pointed like a long fleshy spear at her face.

"This is a nice cock you got here, boss." She breathed huskily. She let her lips part and took the swollen knob into her mouth, pumping up and down slowly as her hand started moving faster over the length of the shaft.

Gage groaned, his hips arching up at her, trying to get more of his cock into her mouth. Julie pulled up as he humped up at her, keeping just the fat flaring knob in her mouth. Her mouth was watering heavily, and she drooled all over the head of his cock, letting it run from her loosely clasped lips to trickle down the thick shaft. Her fingers rubbed her warm spit into the soft skin as her hand moved faster on him.

"Oh God, Julie." Sylvia moaned, grinding her crotch against Gage's leg. "It's getting so hard! And it's so big!"

"Yeah...hard enough to put it where I need it." She said huskily as she rolled over and climbed up on him. Straddling his hips, she rubbed the spit dripping head of his cock up and down over her pussy slit, then centered it at the tight opening. Throwing her head back, she pushed down, groaning deep in her throat as the fat knob slipped up inside her.

Leaning down, she rested her hands on his chest and smiled down at him.

"Don't move, boss. Let me do it." She panted, her eyes glassy as she gazed down at him. "Ohhhh yeah, just gimme a couple minutes. Let me ride it..."

Gage grinned, tossing the remote up onto the couch then reaching up and cupping the heavy mounds of her tits, massaging and molding them gently. His fingers sank into the soft spongy globes as his thumbs stroked across the spiky nubs of her nipples.

Sylvia watched spellbound as Julie moved her hips in slow circles, her legs lifting her body up and down over him slowly. She couldn't believe how sensuous her movements were, and how much watching the other girl getting fucked was turning her on.

Julie leaned down, resting her forearms on the futon on either side of him as she started moving faster. She was breathing in harsh pants as she raised her hips until just the head of his cock was inside her, then slid back down on it with growing urgency.

"Mo...move yo...your ass, boss." She panted into his neck as she ground her pussy down onto the root of his cock. The curly hairs lining her pussylips mingled with his as she humped and wriggled on top of him. "Put your hands on my ass, move me...fuck me...really give it to me..."

Gage's hands gripped the fleshy cheeks of her ass, and he lifted her, easing his hips back, then humped up at her as he let her drop onto his cockshaft. Julie groaned, her arms slipping under him, holding him tightly to her as she felt the first delicious tremors sweep through her body.

"Give it to me, boss." She panted in his ear as she pushed her ass down at him. "Long, hard strokes. Pound it in, and fuck me hard."

"Kiss me." He grunted as he lifted her, arching his hips up as he let her drop onto the rigid spike of his cock. Lifting her again, he repeated the stroke, quickly falling into a smooth, steady rhythm.

Julie plastered her lips to his, her tongue driving into his mouth as he bounced her up and down on his cock. She groaned into his mouth as she felt her pussy quiver, a fresh flood of her juices coating his cock. Loud sucking and slurping noises filled the room as he fucked her roughly, his cock pounding in and out of her in long, tip to root lunges.

"So good, so good." She whimpered, writhing frantically on top of him. Her breasts slid over his chest on a sheen of their mixed sweat. "Cu...cum with me. Just shoot it in me...I'm ready...do it..."

Gage tightened his grip on her ass and drove his cock in and out of her pussy as fast as he could. He could feel his balls tightening up under his cock, and knew that he wouldn't be able to last much longer.

"Oh God, you guys, this is so hot." Sylvia moaned, her fingers grinding into her crotch as she pressed her titties into Gage's side. "Oh, ooooohhh, I thi...I think I'm going to cum with...yooouuuuuu!"

Julie's arms tightened around his body, and her nipples poked into his chest as she writhed on top of him. Her pussy twitched, then spasmed around his powerfully pounding cockshaft, and she whimpered as her orgasm exploded in her loins, spreading like a wildfire over her entire body.

Gage jerked her ass down as his hips arched up off the futon. His cock swelled inside her, then sprayed a load of hot, creamy cum into her. Jet after jet of hot, sticky jizz burst from his piss slit, coating the soft inner walls of her pussy.

Julie clutched him tightly to her, her ass moving in small circles on his cock as he buried it to the balls inside her. Her pussy sucked and squeezed around his cumming cockshaft, and she whimpered into his neck, praying that the wonderful sensations would never end.

"Oh God, oh god, oh god..." Sylvia moaned steadily as she stared at them, a pang of jealously sweeping through her. She pushed the thought aside quickly, realizing that Julie had thought of her pleasure before her own. Her heart swelled with affection for the other girl as she came again and again on her own fingers.

Gage finally eased to a stop, his hands still grasping Julie's asscheeks. He held her, letting her ride him as long as she wanted while he laid back, fighting to catch his breath.

"Unnnngggghhh." Julie groaned, then relaxed her grip on him, sprawling across his body. Her legs moved down, one at a time, until she was laid out on him, her legs on either side of his.

"You okay there, Red?" Gage asked her after a couple of minutes.

Julie nodded into his neck, not moving anything else. She was getting her breath back, and it felt good just laying on top of him like this.

"Good...but you, uh...you're getting kind of heavy." He said quietly.

"Are you saying I'm fat?" Julie asked quietly, with more than a little venom in her voice.

"Damn straight, I am! Deliciously, delightfully fat." He laughed, smacking her on the ass. "You are one half of the two most pleasingly plump, fuckably full figured hotties I've ever had the pleasure to sink my dick into."

"Awwwww, that's sweet, boss." She laughed, turning her head to look at Sylvia, smiling happily. "Hey girlfriend, I think he likes us!"

"And he said we were smart." Sylvia said, snuggling closer to them. "I guess he is too..."

(-)

Another movie was playing, but no one was paying attention to it. The sound was turned down, because Gage had fallen asleep, and they didn't want to disturb him. The girls were laying next to each other, talking quietly.

"I, uh...I never did it with another girl before." Sylvia whispered as she laid next to Julie. She was running her hand slowly up and down over her, her fingers dragging over her tummy, then moving up to run along the underside of one full, fluffy breast. 

"Me either, but you still haven't. Well, not officially." Julie said, turning her head and smiling at her. "All we've done is kiss, rub up against each other, and jill off together..."

"Oh, I...I thought I was...you know, making love with you." Sylvia said, sounding disappointed.

"You were sweetie, and it was really nice. Lots better than some of the guys I've been with." Julie laughed. "But there's more to two girls getting it on than...what we were doing was only making out. Like when you're petting with a guy, but don't go all the way."

"I don't care...I liked it." Sylvia said. "And I think I want to do it some more...when we get the chance, I mean."

"Well..." Julie whispered, as she rolling up on her side and put her hand over Sylvia's. She drew it slowly down over her tummy as she looked into the other girl's eyes. "I'm pretty sure we'll get lots of chances, Syl. Starting right no..."

Just then, Gage snorted in his sleep, and one arm came up, waving in the air. He muttered something they couldn't understand, then whimpered pitifully, and curled up in a fetal position.

The girls sat up, looking at him, then at each other.

"Or we can see if we can get Mr. Party Pooper here up and into bed." Julie said, reaching over to touch him lightly. She let her fingers caress his arm gently, watching him relax as she did.

"He said he was lonely, but I think there's some demons running around in there." She said as her hand moved up and she brushed the hair away from his face.

"I like him." Sylvia said as she crawled around the futon until she was on the other side of him. "He told us what he wanted, up front, and let us decide if we wanted what he did. He didn't try to trick us like a lot of guys would. I want to take care of him..."

"Hey...Gage, wake up." She said quietly as she shook him gently.

"Oh no ya don't..." Julie muttered, grabbing his wrist as his hand raised up, fist clenched. "I don't care if you're awake or asleep, you're not hitting my girlfriend."

"Your gi...girlfriend?" Sylvia gasped, staring at her as she knelt beside Gage.

"Well, uh...you're a girl...and you're my friend..." Julie said, blushing. She avoided looking at Sylvia as she leaned down and got her arms around Gage, lifting him into a sitting position.

"But you said, my girlfrie..."

"I know what I said, Syl." Julie said, finally looking up at her, letting him lean back against her. "Can we talk about this later? I just noticed that it's cold in here, and we should get him into bed...to sleep, ya know."

"It is getting chilly." Sylvia said, moving around so she was kneeling beside him. She slipped his arm around her and looked over at Julie. "Get on the other side. We'll get him on his feet and walk him to his bed in the library."

"Then what?" Julie asked, getting on his other side and draping his arm around her neck.

"Then we crawl in with him and snuggle up." Sylvia giggled. "I don't really feel like looking for sheets and blankets for our beds right now, do you? I'm still a kinda high."

"Sounds like a plan." Julie said, as she got ready to move him. "On three...one, two...three."

They got to their feet, and the three of them swayed back and forth until the girls found their balance. Walking slowly, they got him to the library and made it to the bed. Julie pulled the covers down and they let him fall backwards onto the bed. Sylvia lifted his feet and put them on the mattress, then pulled his upper body around so he was laying out on his back. Julie pulled the covers up over him, then went around to the other side.

"Inside or out?" she asked, holding the covers back.

"Out, I sleep on the edge of the bed."

"Kewl, I like the middle, I sprawl..." Julie laughed as she climbed in and got under the covers, holding them up so Sylvia could get in next to her. "But this is the first time I've ever done three in a bed."

"I used to share a bed with my sister and my cousin." Sylvia said, stretching out on her back, then fluffing the pillow under her head. "I prefer to sleep alone...or over on the edge, so I have some room."

"Want me to scooch over a little, give you a little more room?" Julie asked.

"No, I want you to get closer, so I can feel you next to me, and touch you..." Sylvia said softly.

"About what I said, Syl." Julie said, wiggling over till she felt her leg touch Sylvia's. "I didn't me..."

Sylvia's mouth coming down on hers silenced her in mid-sentence. She responded eagerly to the kiss, her tongue meeting Sylvia's as it drove into her mouth. She groaned into her mouth as she felt her hand sliding down her body, over her tummy, then the crinkly hairs of her pubes, finally easing down between her legs.

"I want to make out some more...with my girlfriend." Sylvia whispered against her lips, her eyes glazed with passion. "We can make love some other time."

"Sounds like a plan." Julie giggled as her hands wrapped in her hair, pulling her down onto her for a feverish kiss.

(-)

Julie woke suddenly, but lay unmoving in the bed, her eyes open, searching the dark room. She wasn't sure what woke her up, so she laid quietly, waiting to see if she could go back to sleep.

A moment later, she felt a hand moving slowly over her hip, then felt a movement behind her. It wasn't until she felt something hard pressing against her leg that she knew what had awakened her.

"Oh God, Margo." Gage moaned, his breath warm against her neck. "I miss you so bad, baby."

Julie gasped, but lay still. She wasn't sure what was happening, but a thought occurred to her suddenly.

"I...it's okay, Gage. I'm here...go back to sleep now...everything's going to be alright now." She said softly. She had no idea who Margo was, or what she sounded like, she just hoped her voice wouldn't give her away.

His hands pulled her back against his body, and she felt the hard shaft of his cock slip between her legs. She heard him sigh happily, his cheek resting against her back now. His breathing was slow and even, and she guessed he was still asleep, but his hips were moving, and his cock slipped back and forth over her pussy mound.

Julie moaned quietly as he pumped his cock back and forth between her legs. She could feel it throbbing, and it felt hot against her skin. Opening her legs wider, she reached down and guided the head of his cock up against the lips of her pussy, then pushed down toward it, gasping as she felt the fat knob slip between them.

Gage groaned in his sleep as his hips pressed forward, forcing more of his cock into the wet, clasping heat of Julie's pussy. His hips started moving, gently at first, then gaining speed until he was moving in long, steady strokes.

Julie reached down, taking his hand and guiding it up onto her breast. He moaned as his fingers sank into her soft flesh.

"Mmmmmm, just like that...oh god, that's so good, baby." She breathed huskily, pushing her ass back at him. She turned her head, looking back over her shoulder at him. "You always make me feel so good, Gage...I love you."

He stiffened suddenly, holding her tightly against him as he started cumming inside her. He held her for a long moment, then relaxed his grip. She felt his breathing slowing, and soon, he was breathing deeply and regularly into her back

Julie started to pull away, but the sensation of moisture on her back stopped her. It took her a moment to realize that he was crying in his sleep. Grasping his hand in hers, she shimmied back closer to him.

"It's okay, Gage...I'm here baby." she whispered, kissing his fingers gently. "I'm not going to leave you...I'll always be here for you...I promise."

She laid next to him for a long time, wondering if this was something she should try to get him to talk about, and if she did, when? She was still thinking about it when she finally drifted off to sleep.

(-)

Wednesday

Julie woke the next morning sprawled out in the middle of the bed. Looking over to one side, she saw Gage hugging his pillow, sleeping peacefully. She smiled at him, then turned and looked toward the other side of the bed.

It was empty. Sylvia was gone.

The covers were tossed back, and when she put her hand out, the bed was cold.

Slipping carefully out from under the covers, she eased over to the side of the bed and got to her feet as quietly as she could. Looking back over her shoulder, she made sure Gage was still asleep, then turned and headed for the door.

She stopped in the living room and grabbed her shirt, pulling it on as she walked out the door into the hall. A noise from the kitchen got her attention, and she walked slowly to the door.

Sylvia was standing at the sink wearing a tight football jersey that came almost to her knees. She was washing last nights dinner dishes.

Moving as quietly as she could, Julie walked up behind her. 

"Hi..." she said as she slipped her hands around her waist and laid her head on her shoulder. 

"Hey you, sleep okay?" Sylvia asked, leaning back into her.

"I guess." She said softly, tightening her grip around her waist.

"What's that mean?" Sylvia asked, drying her hands as she turned in Julie's arms. She lifted her chin with her fingers, looking into her eyes.

"Gage...he had a dream. About someone named Margo." She said, pulling Sylvia against her and laying her head on her shoulder again. "It woke me up...he was...he..."

"He what, Julie?" Sylvia asked, the tension obvious in her voice. She ran her hands lightly up and down over her back. "What did he do, baby?"

"He made love to her...and I let him." she said in a barely audible whisper. "I...I told him that everything was going to be okay, and that I...that I loved him. Like I was her..."

She paused, then looked up at Sylvia.

"He never woke up Syl. He was sound asleep the whole time, so I figured that if he thought he was with her, it would make it good for him, and it might chase his demons away for a little while."

"That was a nice thing to do." Sylvia said, smiling at her. "I don't think she'd mind you standing in for her. I wouldn't."

"But do you think I should talk to him about it?" Julie asked, loosening her grip then taking a step back. "I mean, I don't mind getting doinked in the middle of the night, but I prefer he do it to me, not some...ghost from his past."

"No, don't say anything to him yet. Let's see how he acts, you know, if he even remembers. If he doesn't, we'll see if it happens again." Sylvia said as she turned back toward the sink. "Let me finish these dishes, then I can make us something to eat if you want."

"Would you? God, I'm starving! I usually don't eat in the morning, but today..."

"I know, that's what woke me up. I came in here and got a glass of juice, then saw the dishes on the counter..."

"I'm sorry." Julie laughed as she walked over to the fridge. "I said I'd..." 

She paused, her eyes going wide as she jerked open the freezer door.

"Oh shit! I left our underwear in the freezer all night!" She laughed and reached in, pulling the wad of clothes out.

"They should be fine, just lay them out on the table so they can warm up." Sylvia laughed, rinsing a plate, then putting it the rack. "I'm comfortable right now, this jersey is warm...I wish I had put on some socks though..."

"So how long have you been up? And what time is it anyway?" Julie asked as she hung their underwear across two of the chairs, the panties over the back of one, their bras hanging from the spindles on another. She looked over at Sylvia, then went back to the fridge. "When I woke up, and saw you were gone...I was kinda bummed."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Syl...you're here, and that's what matters." Julie said softly as she grabbed a bottle of orange juice and closed the refrigerator door. She popped the top off and took a swig. "I was just hoping to wake up next to my girlfriend, ya know?"

"Awwwww, that's sweet." Sylvia said, picking up a towel and drying her hands slowly. "If it makes you feel any better, I kissed you before I left...just a little peck on the cheek..."

"Where did you get that jersey" Julie asked, grinning at Sylvia. "The way it hugs your body, you look seriously hot in it."

"You think so?" Sylvia said, blushing slightly at the compliment. "I got it out of his closet. I almost put on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, but I saw this, and it just looked so cute. He's got a bunch more in there if you want to go get one."




Ready Maid Family Bk. 01



"Maybe in a little while. I need to run out to my van and get some stuff." Julie said as she sat down at the table and glanced at the window. "I want to get my laptop and tablets...and some clothes of course, but I'm not in any hurry. It's not even light out yet."

"It's a little after six, I've been up for about an hour." Sylvia said, getting two glasses from a cabinet and coming over to sit next to her. "We went to bed early last night, but we were all pretty messed up by the time we went to bed."

"I had fun making out with you last night." Julie giggled, pouring them both a glass of juice. "It's so different than doing it with a guy! And your body is so soft...I..."

"I liked it too." Sylvia giggled back. "Everything we did felt so good...and you were so gentle with me, you didn't just paw at me like a guy would..."

"I just did what I knew would feel good to me, sweetie." Julie said quietly, reaching over and laying her hand on Sylvia's. "Then I just followed your lead, and let your body tell me what you liked."

(-)

Gage groaned, then pushed the pillow away and rolled over onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. His mouth was dry, but he didn't have the headache he would have expected after all he drank last night. The girls had...

Sitting bolt upright, he looked down at the empty bed, then around the room. Pushing the covers down, he jumped off the bed and bolted for the door. As he ran into the living room, he saw Julie's skirt lying on the floor, then noticed Sylvia's clothes on the other side of the futon. He relaxed, and sighed with relief as he realized that they were still there. He grabbed his jeans and walked out into the hall. He smiled when he heard them laughing in the kitchen.

The girls looked up as he stepped into the kitchen.

"Hey, if it isn't Mr. Party Pooper!" Julie laughed, turning in her chair. "So you finally decided to get your lazy ass outta bed, huh..."

"Is that my limited edition, autographed Ronnie Lott collectors jersey?" He asked, staring at Sylvia.

"Your limi-what?" Sylvia asked, getting to her feet as she watched him walk toward her. "Who's Ronnie Lott, and why would you ha..."

Taking her arm, her turned her to one side and lifted the hem of the jersey. 

"Thank god, you got the unsigned one." He muttered, looking her up and down as he stepped back. "But damn, you look good in it...really good."

"Yeah, it hugs all those curves like it was made for her, doesn't it, boss." Julie giggled. "I think we should make that her uniform, unless you were thinking more of your basic little french maid outfit for us..."

"I think you're right." He said, glancing over his shoulder at her. "Add a pair of crew socks and white Nike's...then again, seeing you two in a short, frilly black skirt, white blouse, thigh high stockings with a garter belt..."

"Don't forget the little hat, boss. It's that hot little hat that makes the outfit." Julie laughed as she got to her feet. "But enough about your sicko fantasy life. How 'bout you put your jeans on before I lose control of myself, and rape your sexy little ass."

"Yeah..." Sylvia breathed, looking him up and down. "After what you did to me last night...both times, I may not be able to resist either if you keep standing there like that."

"God forbid you should lose control of yourselves." He laughed, stepping into his jeans, then pulling them up quickly. He pulled the zipper up, but left the button undone as he walked over and got a glass from the cabinet. "I think I need a shower and something to eat before I'll have the ener..."

"Awww, did we wear poor little Gage out last night?" Julie pouted. "You only did it four times, and you fell asleep while Syl was sucking your dick. Not cool, boss...that was seriously rude, I think you should apologize to her."

"He doesn't have to apologize...he wasn't getting hard anyway..." Sylvia said.

"Sylvia, I'm sorry for falling asleep when I did. And I'm even sorrier that I didn't respond to wh..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Julie said, taking the glass from him and pouring him some juice. She grinned as she handed it back. "Drink that, then go get your ass in the shower. Me and Syl are gonna go check out that shower upstairs."

(-)

"Oh yeah, this is seriously sweet." Julie purred, turning slowly under the warm spray.

"This is nice." Sylvia said. She was standing with her head thrown back, letting the warm water run through her hair. She ran her hands through her soft blonde curls, rinsing the last of the soap out. "The water pressure is really good, even with both showers going at the same time."

"I like this little thing down here..." she said as she reached down to adjust the waist level nozzle. She gasped when it came off in her hand.

"Wh...holy shit! It's a hand unit..." she laughed, lifting it up and pointing it at Sylvia, making her giggle as the water sprayed across her. She turned it back toward her own body. "I wonder if..."

"Wonder what...oh..." Sylvia gasped as she watched Julie spread her legs and point the sprayer at her crotch.

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna like this little fucker." Julie moaned as she pointed the hand wand right at her pussy. 

"Oh god, that is soooooo good." she panted, moving it back and forth slowly. She pulled it away after a moment. "No, I don't want to get into that right now. But I'm definitely going to get to know this little sucker a lot better, that's fer damn sure!"

"It does look like fun." Sylvia laughed as she turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. She grabbed a towel and started drying off.

"I'm just gonna put that jersey back on, it I like the way it feels on me." She said, leaning over and shaking her hair out. She ran her fingers through it, then threw her head back, shaking it from side to side.

"I liked the way it looks on you." Julie said as she turned off the water and grabbed a towel from the rack. "We should get Gage to buy some more of those for you."

"I think you'd look pretty good in one too...we're almost the same build..."

"I'll try one on later, but I'm going with jeans and a t-shirt today." Julie said as she came over to the vanity and grabbed a brush out of her bag. "Right now, I think I want to go get something to eat. Whatta ya think, do we want to cook something up here, or get him to take us out for breakfast?"

(-)

"Do we really have to do this?" Julie asked quietly. 

They were sitting in the waiting room of Gage's doctor's office. 

Both girls had been disappointed when he told them that they would have to wait to eat. The juice they'd already had might throw off the blood tests he'd explained, adding that food would only make it worse.

"Might as well, you're going to need physicals so I can add you to my insurance policy anyway." He replied. "We can get you both set up on, or get refills for birth control pills...and I was thinking I might need a prescription for Viagra, or Cialis."

"You don't some little pill to get your dick hard, boss." Julie laughed. "That's what you have us for!"

"Miss Bedford and Miss Mitchell, Would you come with me please?" A nurse said brightly from the other side of the room. She was standing in a doorway, holding the door open. "I need to get you changed into gowns, then we'll take your blood pressure, have you hop on the scale..."

"You're not going to tell him how much I weigh are you?" Sylvia gasped, ashen faced.

"One eighty-six, give or take a pound or two." Gage muttered, grinning at them. "I'm guessing Julie's packing three ten, maybe three fifteen. At least that's what it felt like when she was laying on me. "

"Oh, I am sooooo going to kick your ass when we get out of here." Julie laughed, punching him on the shoulder. She stood up and flounced across the room. "Come on Syl, let's get this over with. We can plot how we're gonna get back at him while we change..."

"What do I have to get back at him about?" Sylvia giggled as she followed her across the room. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled at Gage. "He was a couple pounds light for me. Maybe you weigh more than you think..."

(-)

The table at the little diner he took them to was covered with plates, and all three of them dug in eagerly. It was almost eleven in the morning, and they were just now getting to eat.

"Oh my gawwwwddd...that is so good." Julie mumbled around a mouthful of food. 

She smiled as Gage grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand closer so he could take a bite off the rolled up pancake she was holding.

Sylvia scooped up a forkful of hash browns, then speared a piece of egg and popped it into her mouth. She scraped some potatoes and eggs together, then covered them in gravy. Shaking pepper over them liberally, she scooped up another forkful and shoveled it into her mouth.

"God, I am so hungry." Julie laughed, reaching over to get a forkful off Sylvia's plate.

"Me too, all I had before this was a couple glasses of juice." Sylvia said. "And all this just tastes so good!"

"I'm glad you like it." Gage said, sitting back in his chair. "I've been coming here for a long time. A few years ago, Bob Wilson, the owner, had some financial problems...and I bought a half interest in it. I found him a good manager, and the place has been doing great ever since. Bob lives in Florida now."

"How long have you been in the house, Gage?" Sylvia asked. She piled eggs, hash brown and pieces of sausage on a biscuit, then smothered it in gravy.

"You're gonna have to share that." Julie panted as she watched her cut a piece off with her fork.

"Okay." Sylvia laughed, holding a forkful out to her. She watched as Julie closed her lips around it, then pulled the fork back slowly.

Gage smiled as he watched them, glad that he had gotten them together. They looked so comfortable with each other, it would have been a shame if they had never met, he thought.

"I bought the house five years ago, but didn't really move in until two years ago. I spent some time in it the first year, doing some work on it, getting it organized, then..." He reached down to dig in his jacket pocket. He held up a pack of cigarettes. "Do either of you mind if I smoke?"

"I don't." Sylvia said, mopping up the last of the gravy from the bowl. "But isn't that illegal? You can't smoke in..."

"I'm an owner, so I can do anything I want in here." He laughed, then pulled a cigarette from the pack and lit it. He blew a cloud of smoke toward the ceiling, then went on. "Nancy, the manager doesn't care, she smokes too. She usually goes in the back most of the time. There's a few other customers that smoke in here too, she doesn't make a big deal about it."

"You were telling us about the house." Julie said, leaning back in her chair. She was curious about why he waited all that time to move in.

"I originally bought it because I liked it, and I got a good deal on it. My sister lives in the old house...the one I buil..." He began, and his eyes got a distant looking in them, then cleared as he shook his head. "I moved in when I got back from Europe, I spent two years traveling around. I felt like I needed to get away for a while. So I've been living there for almost two years now."

"So, is that your stuff in the house? You don't seem real attached to..."

"I bought it as is, property and contents, for thirty-eight thousand in a tax sale. The owner had died owing back taxes, and had no heirs, so the state took possession." He said, smiling broadly. "The idiot bureaucrats never even inspected the property. Besides the furniture, there were antiques, paintings and other collectables worth twenty times what I paid for the place, not to mention more than a dozen classic cars in the barn."

"So what made you decide that you wanted to fix the place up now." Sylvia asked him. "I mean, that's why you put the ad in the paper, right?"

"That was the main reason, but like I told you, I've been lonely lately, and I wanted some company. I didn't really expect to get anyone to..."

"Join your harem, and be your sex slaves, catering to your every whim?" Julie said huskily, squeezing her tits together between her arms as she leaned toward him, her face a molding into a sultry, vixenish expression.

"That too." Gage laughed. "But meeting you was fate...good fortune smiling on me, on all of us. I was just thinking that it would have been a shame if you two had never met. That would have just been wrong."

"I think so too." Sylvia said, laying her hand on Julie's leg, stroking her fingers back and forth slowly. "I never expected to...I don't do this kind of thing...have sex with..."

"Me either, Syl. But it just felt so right at the time. I mean I..."

"I saw it in both of you, while you were filling out the applications." Gage said, lighting another cigarette. "I didn't even look at what the other two girls wrote."

"I'm not saying you're easy...I think...I think you want someone you can live with, get to know, and learn to care about as much as I do." He said, looking back and forth between them. "If I didn't like you both, and I mean really like you, what happened last night wouldn't have happened. But the longer we talked, the longer we were together..."

"The better it felt." Julie finished for him. "When you had us model, pose, whatever...for you, I got really hot, and when I saw how it was affecting Syl, then you..." 

"When you held your arm out for me to join you..." Sylvia said, looking at Julie. "I couldn't help myself. Then when Gage asked us if we wanted to be in...be his harem, and you nodded, I couldn't stop myself again. It just felt so right. I felt safe with both of you. Like we were supposed to be together."

"Not to break the mood, but can we talk about details?" Gage asked. "I want...it's important that you know..."

"I don't want to talk about mon..." Sylvia said, but Julie cut her off.

"Let him talk, Syl. she said softly, putting a hand on Sylvia's. "I don't think he's going where you think he is."

Gage smiled at her, nodding his thanks.

"You'll both get a thousand dollars a week as an allowance, deposited to any account you want. If you don't have one, we'll get one set up for you." He said as he took a pen and a sheet of paper from his jacket pocket and started ticking off items. "I have cars you can use, so we won't have to worry about that. We got the physicals out of the way, I just need to talk to the insurance company."

Sylvia realized that he was talking more to himself than to them as she listened to him go down the list. Her eyes filled up with tears because this man she'd just met was offering her more than anyone else in her life had every offered her, because he really wanted to take care of her.

"Don't cry, Syl." Julie said, leaning over and putting her arm around her. "If you start to cry, I will too..."

She turned and looked at Gage and smiled shyly.

"Can we get out of here, boss?" She said quietly. "I think we're about to have a moment, and I'd like to do that in private if you don't mind."

(-)

The moment had come while they were standing next to his car in the parking lot. Both girls hugged him, and had broken down, crying openly into his shoulders. He comforted them as best he could, and finally managed to get them calmed down enough to get in the car. 

"You don't have to do all that, Gage." Sylvia said, resting her head on his shoulder as they drove down the road toward town. "It's too much. You have...

"What's she's trying to say, boss...is that no one has ever done anything like this before, for either of us." Julie said, sliding over so she could lean on Sylvia. "It's so unexpected, so overwhelming...I mean, we just met you yesterday."

"What I laid out is close to what I planned for whoever I hired." He said slowly, not taking his eyes off the road. "That's not I'm doing that anymore. I want you to come live with me, and help me make my house a home. But I can't ask you to just pick up and do that for free, so..."

"So, if you're not going to hire us anymore, what do you want us to be..." Sylvia said, looking up at him.

"He's asking us to marry him, Syl...don't blow it." Julie said in a stage whisper, making all three of them laugh.

"You might be right, Julie." He laughed. "I haven't felt this way since..."

"Since Margo died?" Julie asked quietly.

Gage stiffened, and pulled the car off onto the shoulder, bringing it to a stop. He sat quietly, staring straight ahead, then turned and looked at her.

"How did you..."

"That's what you called me...last night...when you were making love to her." She said, looking at him steadily. "You were asleep, so I took her place for you...for her."

Gage's chin quivered, and tears started running down his face as he stared at her. Sylvia reached over and put the gearshift in park, then put her arms around him, holding him gently. She looked over her shoulder at Julie, but before she could say anything, Gage lifted his head from her shoulder.

"Th...thank you." He whispered, wiping his eyes with his hands. "But what I was going to say was, since we were first together, when we were just getting to know each other...that's what this feels like, just multiplied."

"Wow, this is really intense." Sylvia said softly, looking back and forth between them. "I mean, we've made love together, slept together, and cried together...so what's next?"

"There's only one answer to that question." he said as he put the car back into gear and pulled back onto the road.

"What's that?" Julie asked, laying her head on Sylvia's shoulder as she took her hand in her own.

"Shopping..." Gage said, a smile spreading across his face.

(-)

"That's the last of it." Julie said, dropping the bags she was holding on the pile in the hall. "But putting all this away can wait till later, I have something else I want to do first."

She grinned at Sylvia as she grabbed the waistband of Gage's jeans, pulling him along behind her as she walked through the living room, then into the library. As she came up to the bed, she spun him around and pushed him down onto it.

"Get his shirt off, Syl, I got the bottoms." She laughed as she pulled his shoes and socks off, then opened his jeans and started tugging them down. 

Gage raised his hips up off the bed so she could get his pants over his hips, then raised his shoulders so Sylvia could pull his t-shirt off. He laid back as Julie jerked his pants down his legs, then off over his feet. He started to slide up on the bed, but her hand on his ankle stopped him.

"Not so fast, boss." She said as she dropped to her knees beside the bed, sliding up between his legs. She whipped her t-shirt off and tossed it over her shoulder, then grabbed his cock, stroking it lightly as she leaned closer.

Sylvia leaned down and kissed him hungrily, then raised up as she felt his hand squeezing her tit through her jersey. Raising up suddenly, she pulled it up over her body, then off over her head. Leaning down, she let her tits hang in front of his face.

"Are my titties as nice as Julie's, Gage?" She asked leaning closer so they pressed into his face. "Do they feel as good as Julie's...do you like them as much as her's?"

"The answer to all those questions is yes, if you know what's good for you." Julie said as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. 

Gage moaned into the fleshy mass of Sylvia's tits, his mouth opening as he tried to suck one of her saucer sized areolas into his mouth. He sucked at her hungrily, first on one meaty tit mound, then the other, licking and sucking on them eagerly.

Sylvia moaned, looking down and watching as Julie sucked his cock into her mouth. Her own mouth watered, and she felt her pussy flutter and twitch between her legs. She smiled as she pulled away from him, moving higher on the bed. She looked down at him as she threw one leg over his head, so she was straddling his face.




Ready Maid Family Bk. 02



Book Two opens with the introduction of a new character. Sara Dawson enters the family's life like an east Texas whirlwind, and has Gage and the girls scrambling to keep up with her. Julie and Sylvia make the best of it though, and things work out for everyone in the end.

There's not as much sex in this volume, but it supports and helps progress the storyline. Some of it is pretty hot though...

* * * * *

Ready Maid Family Book Two

Two Months Later

Late April

Monday

"I'll get it!" Sylvia yelled, wiping her hands on a towel as she walked out of the kitchen. She went over to the front door and opened it, smiling at the woman standing on the porch. "Hi, can I help you?"

"Which one are you?" The woman asked as she turned, looking her up and down, then pushing past her into the front foyer. She looked into the kitchen, then walked over and stepped into the living room.

"Ex...excuse me, but yo...you can't just come in here like..." Sylvia stuttered, staring at her in disbelief.

"You have to be Sylvia...from what I've heard, Julie would have jumped on me by now. Not that it would have done her any good..." 

She walked to the foot of the stairs and looked up.

"Gage Carson! You get your ass down here, right now!" She called out as she put her hands on her hips. "I didn't drive thirteen hours just to listen to your..."

"And it's always a pleasure to see you too, Sara." Gage said as he came through the dining room door. He grinned at her, holding his arms wide. "Get yer ass over here and gimme a hug you obnoxious little bitch!"

"Hey! What the hell's going on down there?" Julie yelled, leaning over the third floor railing.

"Damn, they both got big ol' titties, don't they Gage?" Sara laughed, then looked over her shoulder at Sylvia. "The one upstairs any smarter than this one?"

"Hey!" Sylvia said, stamping her foot, making her tits bounce up and down in her tight t-shirt.

"Relax sweetie, I'm just fuckin' with you." Sara said as she threw her arms around Gage's neck. She kissed him lightly, then more aggressively, grinding her slim, firm body against him.

Gage held her to him, returning her kiss with equal fervor.

Sylvia stared at them, unable to believe her eyes. She looked over as Julie came bounding down the stairs, taking them two at a time.

"What's goin' on Syl?" She asked, stopping and staring at Gage and Sara, still locked in a passionate embrace. "Who the hell is this chick, and what's she doin' suckin' face with the boss?"

"I don't know! She pushed by me like she owns the place, then started yelling for Gage..." Sylvia said. "But she knew my name, yours too..."

"That's because my baby brother told me all about you, sweetie." Sara said, releasing Gage and turning toward them. "I'm Sara Dawson, and I do own this place...well, kind of. I'm here because I wanted to make sure you're not a couple gold digging bimbos looking to take advantage of my dumbass brother in his..."

"Sara." Gage said quietly, the color draining from his face.

"I'm not a gold digger, bitch! We're here because Gage put an ad in the paper for a housekeeper, then asked us to be his harem." Sylvia said, moving toward her. "We're taking care of him! We already told him that what he wanted to give us is too much, but he wouldn't listen! He said he wanted someone to keep him company, and we shouldn't have to do that for free. But I would, he's worth it. He found Julie for me."

Julie just looked at Sara, sizing her up. She was about five-six, slim, with a tight ass and small, firm tits. Her dark brown hair was cut in a short shag. She was dressed in a man's button down shirt that she wore tucked into her jeans. Her jeans were tucked into a pair of well-worn cowboy boots. 

"You're his sister?" Julie said finally. She grinned at her as she said, "You guys must be a really close family."

She stepped over, holding out her hand. "I'm Julie, and like Syl said, we're not after his money. Hell, I don't even know if he has any money. We're pulling our own weight, taking care of him, and the house."

Sara looked her up and down, then glanced over at Sylvia. She smiled as she turned and walked into the kitchen. "So, which one of you does a girl gotta fuck to get a Dr. Pepper around here? Baby brother stopped bonin' me when he hooked up with Margo, and ain't showed no interest since, so I'm pretty sure he's off the menu."

"A REAL close family." Julie laughed, punching Gage in the shoulder as she followed Sara into the kitchen.

She went into the pantry and got a twelve pack of drinks and brought them over and sat them on the counter. She grinned at Sara.

"I wondered why he bought those, we all drink unsweet tea with dinner, but I like a Coke in the morning. The caffeine and carbonation get me going better than just coffee."

Gage got glasses from a cabinet and sat them on the table, then pulled out a chair and sat down.

"So why are you here, Sara? I told you I was okay, and the girls are..."

"Yeah, I know what you told me, Gage. But I also know that you never tell me everything, and you put too much faith in people." She said as she filled a glass with ice, then sat down across from him at the table. "You remember that thievin' little pissant Jason Brookes, don't you? You said he could be trusted when you wanted to let him handle the sale of your company. I went to his parole hearing last month, by the way. I can't tell you how satisfying it was to see him get denied parole...again."

"So you came here to...what, check us out? To see if we were what you thought?" Sylvia asked, standing next to the sink, her arms folded across her chest.

"I already checked you out, honey. And I ran a lot deeper background check than he did." Sara said, not looking at her. She kept her eyes on Gage. "But yes, I came up here to meet you, both of you. I needed to see you and talk to you to really get a read on you."

"I can understand you wanting to watch out for your brother, but he's a grown man." Julie said, moving around to sit next to Gage. She waved Sylvia over, watching as she took the seat on the other side of him. "Don't you think he should be able to make up his own mind about what he wants to do with his life?"

"I want to say yes, but since he has an inoperable tumor the size of a jumbo chicken egg sitting in his brain, I can't. He's not really competent to care for himself, you should know that."

Sylvia gasped, reaching out and grabbing Gage's arm. Julie turned and looked at him, a stunned expression on her face.

"Oh my god, you haven't told them." Sara said slowly. "What the hell were you thinking, Gage? Were you going to tell them? Or were you just going to..."

"Oh, for god's sake, would you please just shut the fuck up, and give us a minute?" Julie said harshly, glaring over at Sara. She looked at Gage, then back at Sara. "Do us all a favor and go wait in the living room, we need to talk, privately...if that's okay with you."

"It's not ok..."

"Sara, please..." Gage said quietly, moving his hand over to rest near Julie's. He smiled as he felt her fingers close over his. "I want to talk to the girls...my girls. So please, give us a few minutes."

Sara looked at him for a moment, then nodded and stood up. She picked up her glass and walked from the room.

"So this is what you were talking about when you asked me to..."

"Yes, I wanted to say something then, but I wasn't ready. I..."

"Are you going to die?" Sylvia asked, taking his hand in hers. "We just found you, Gage, you can't die. Maybe they're wrong..."

"Everyone dies, Syl. But no, I'm not going to die...it's going to be worse than that." He said, looking down at the table. "I'll start to..."

"No...start at the beginning, Gage." Julie said, taking his hand in both of hers. "Tell us what you know, then tell us what we can expect."

"I was diagnosed with what's called a non-malignant primary tumor four years ago. The problem is, it's deep in the brain tissue itself, and it crosses from the frontal into the parietal lobe, right about here." He said, letting go of Julie's hands and pointing at a spot near the back of his head. "Right now, there's no way to remove it without killing me, or leaving me a drooling idiot. I really don't find either of those prospects that appealing."

He took her hand again before he continued. "From what an army of doctors have told me, here, and in Europe, the tumor itself won't kill me, at least not right away."

"But the symptoms, or side effects might?" Sylvia asked.

"They could, but the leading cause of death for this kind of tumor...is suicide." He said, looking back and forth between them. "As it grows, which it isn't at the moment, it will cause me other problems. I already have some memory loss, I had some seizures at the beginning, which is why I went to my doctor in the first place. I take meds that help with that, so..."

"So even if this thing isn't curable, it's treatable, is that what I'm hearing?" Julie asked, lifting his head so he had to look at her.

"Yeah, but I noticed some major changes last year...in my vision and coordination, sometimes I have trouble talking...I can't always get my words to come out right."

Julie smiled, and looked over at Sylvia. "How you doing over there, Syl?"

"I...I'm okay...I want to...can we go make love? Not fuck...but make love? I really need to feel both of you right now, and I want to..."

"I think that's a fantastic idea, Syl." Julie laughed. "But I don't think the dragon lady is going to give us that much time. But what I want to know is, are you..."

"Yes, I'm staying, if that's what you're asking." Sylvia said. "You two are my family. I can't leave my family...this is the for better or worse...we deal with it, and love each other that much more."

"Good girl." Julie smiled. "So, do we want to go face her, or..."

"That won't be necessary, Julie." Sara said as she came back into the room. "I was listening." 

"Well, that's just rude." Sylvia said. "We asked you to give us..."

"I don't care." Sara said lightly. "I came here to see what kind of trailer trash my brother had brought into his home, and imagine my surprise when I find out that I was wrong about you. I figured if I came in and threw the bitch card, you'd..."

"We'd what...run off like a couple scared little bunny rabbits?" Julie laughed. "I can do bitch...I like bitch. You want to know about me? I spent a year living in a van, my little house on wheels. It's parked out back if you want to see it. Until two months ago, I worked day labor jobs, and bought and sold stuff on E-Bay to make a living."

She paused and looked over at Sylvia.

"Syl was living in a little shithole walkup while she looked for a job, and your brother saved her from being raped, if not worse, when we went to get her stuff. We caught her asshole landlord jerking off with a pair of her panties while he waited for her to get home. Gage broke the fuckers neck for him."

"We...all three of us...got lucky the day we met." She said, smiling softly. "We needed jobs, and a place to live, a safe place, and he needed someone to care about, and to care about him and his house. We all needed someone to love, and to love us back. And that's what we found. We're a family now, and like Syl said, a family deals with what comes up, and loves each other that much more because of it."

Sylvia stood up and came around the table, stopping next to Sara's chair, looking down at her.

"You're a horrible person. You could have said hello, and introduced yourself, but no, you barge into our home and start making accusations." She said after a moment, then walked toward the door. "You should get down on your knees and thank god that you have a brother like him."

"Where ya goin', Syl?" Gage asked.

"I'm going to make up the guest room. I'm not letting her stay in a hotel, and she sure as hell ain't sleeping on the couch when we have a perfectly good bed she can sleep in..."

Her voice trailed off as she left the room, and a moment later, they heard her going up the stairs.

"I guess I blew the first impression, huh?" Sara said, leaning back in her chair.

"Yeah, you walked right passed bitch, and went right into heartless cunt without missing a beat." Julie said, grinning at her. "But that's okay, you were looking out for your brother, so I can give you a pass on that. But Syl was right, you could have introduced yourself, talked to us a little...talking to him might have been a good idea too."

"I thought he had told you." Sara said, leaning forward and putting her elbows on the table. She rested her head in her hands as she said, "He told me that he was going to hire a housekeeper, and I liked the idea. When he told me that he had brought two girls in...and that he...that he was falling in love with you...I had to see that for myself."

"And you thought what, that he was imagining it, or that he would give away everything he had?"

"I knew that he couldn't give you very much, the house is held by a trust, and he's on an allowance." Sara said. "I was more concerned about you hurting him. It's been so long since he even mentioned feel..."

"I knew I had made the right choice the day I met them, Sara." Gage said, squeezing Julie's hand. "It just felt so right. And it just gets better everyday. I'm happier than I've been in years, and I feel good too. I think it's because I'm not obsessing about this fucking thing in my head."

"But five years, Gage? Not one word about love or sex, not having anyone in your life since Margo died, then out of nowhere..."

"That should have made it more believable, shouldn't it?" Julie asked. She glanced at Gage, then back at Sara. "He told you that he had met two women, let them move in with him, and that he was falling in love with them, and you didn't jump for joy? Did he tell you that we're fucking his brains out?" 

"Each others too, to hear him tell it." Sara said. "Is it true that you're shooting videos of yourselves?"

"Yeah, I walked in on him titty fucking Syl, and I had my phone in my pocket, so..."

"Oh god, that is so hot!" Sara laughed, then sobered quickly. "I tried to get my last boyfriend to try phone sex, then I tried to get sexy with him on my web cam...but he thought it was dirty...and he broke up with me."

"You didn't tell me that, Sara. When did that happen?" Gage asked.

"About a month ago...I was getting tired of him anyway. He's like so many of those east Texas guys. Just another one trick pony."

"Has anyone thought about food?" Sylvia asked as she came back into the kitchen. "I was thinking about making lunch when she showed up."

"I could go for a big, juicy steak." Sara said, glancing up at her. "Is there a decent steak place in this town?"

"We have steaks here. I can make you one." Sylvia said, going over to the fridge. She opened the door and leaned in, pulling the meat drawer out. "Why don't you go get your bag out of your car and take it upstairs while I make lunch. There's towels in the second floor shower, next to the guest room."

"Is that her polite way of saying I stink?" Sara asked, grinning at Julie.

"No, that's her way of saying welcome to our home." Julie laughed. "And unless you have a reason to go home in a hurry, why don't you stay with us for a while. You can get to know me and Syl, and we can pump you for information about the boss here."

"Julie!" Sylvia gasped, turning and staring at her. "You're not serious!"

"Yes, I'm completely serious." Julie laughed. "I want to hear more about baby brother here boning her...and I'm hoping she meant what I think she did!"

"Oh god." Gage groaned.

* * * * *

"You did good, baby brother." Sara said, cutting a bite off her steak and popping it in her mouth. She looked at Sylvia sitting next to her. "Sylvia, this has got to be one of the best steaks I've ever eaten. I may take Julie up on her offer if you cook like this all the time."

"You keep calling him that." Julie laughed, not giving Sylvia a chance to reply. "What's the age difference between you? It can't be more than a couple of years, I can't tell which one of you is older."

"Four minutes." Gage sighed. "She's four minutes older, and she's been lording it over me my whole life. My dad thought it was hilarious."

"You're twins?" Julie asked. "You don't look anything like each other!"

"No, not twins." Gage told her. "We're not really related. Our parents were friends with Sara's, and when they were killed in a car accident, my parents took her in. She looked at our birth certificates when we were nine or so, that's how she found out."

"I was eight." Sara said, looking at Gage with a smile on her face. "His parents had always treated me like their own daughter, since I was at their house all the time anyway, so it was like going to live with relatives. I've known him since before I could walk."

"I'm still sorry they never adopted you." Gage said. "But your aunt..."

"Yeah, that cold hearted bitch wanted the inheritance money, but didn't want to have to put up with raising a kid." Sara laughed. "It worked out in the end though. When she kicked off, I got a butt load of money. She had made some good investments over the years."

"So you're not related, but you've known each other your whole lives." Sylvia said. 

"I thought the last name was different because you were married..." Julie added.

"Nope, never got married, at least not yet. Dawson is my family name. Mama Mae wouldn't let me change it, she said it would dishonor my parent's memory." Sara said, shaking her head. "I'm what they call a spinster in Texas. Once you hit thirty-five or so without getting hitched, people start thinkin' yer either a spinster or a dyke. Most people think I'm both."

"So are there..."

"Differences? Sure, I got the brains and the looks!" Sara chuckled, smirking over at him. "He got the business sense, and a dick. That's the only thing I've ever been jealous of him about." 

"The business sense, or the dick?" Julie asked.

"The dick. But god played a little joke on her, and gave her a clit the size of a small cock." Gage grinned. "When Ricky Wilson banged her in our senior year, he told everyone about it. I don't think she got laid again for months after that."

"How big is it?" Sylvia asked, looking back and forth between them. "Mine sticks out a little bit, but..."

"Her's is as big as my thumb." Gage laughed, holding his hand out in a fist, his thumb sticking up. "If you didn't push it up out of the way when you were eating her out, you could poke your eye out with it."

"Yeah, well I still got laid alot that year because of my big ol' girl cock, baby brother." Sara grinned back at him. "Sally Parks, Betty Wilson, Ricky's sister, Reverend Hall and Mr. Martinez from down the street, they all came around to check me out. Betty would suck on my clit for hours. Reverend Hall did it best, but I didn't find out why until later."

"You never told me about Sally Parks. She was the head cheerleader..."

"She sure had me cheering when she gave me head." Sara giggled. "But Reverend Hall never fucked me, he couldn't get it up. He asked me to stay after services one morning, and told me that he had heard that I had been blessed with a special gift. He asked if he could see it, and the next thing I knew, he was on his knees, his head up under my skirt. My panties had disappeared, and he had his mouth on my clit, sucking on it like he was starving or something. He made me cum so good, I let him eat me out three or four times a week after that."

"But you two did it?" Julie asked. "You said he stopped boning you when he met Margo, and he said he ate you out..."

"Yeah, I walked in on him jerking off in the bathroom one day, and later that night, I snuck into his room so I could get another look at his dick." Sara said softly, closing her eyes as she recalled the memory. "I played with him a little, then sucked on it...and the next thing I knew, I had climbed up on him, and put it in."




Ready Maid Family Bk. 02



"Was he asleep?" Sylvia asked, a smile spreading across her face.

"Yeah, he woke up after I had the whole thing inside me." Sara grinned.

"She raped me." Gage said, trying to hide his smile. "I woke up with her sitting on top of me, her hands on my chest as she rocked up and down...with a shit eating grin on her face."

"Yeah well, you could have pretended to resist, baby brother." Sara laughed. "You didn't struggle too hard if I remember right. And you didn't say no when I came back the next night...or the next, or the next."

"But you said Margo got your cherry." Julie said, looking over at Gage. "You said..."

"Sylvia said Margo got my cherry. I just didn't correct her." He said lightly. He looked over at Sara. "We were talking about how many partners we had had."

"We stopped doing it when he went off to TCU, Texas Christian University. He turned down a bunch of football and baseball scholarships, and went into the business program." Sara said. "He met Margo the first week he was there. I don't think they had sex for a while, but it was love at first sight."

She looked over at Julie, letting her eyes linger on her tits, then glanced over at Sylvia.

"I can see why he picked you though, you're both built like her." She said. "And you love him like she did. I can see that just looking at how you are around him. That's what I liked most about Margo, the all encompassing, unconditional love she had for him. I'm glad to see he's found it again."

"He's easy to love." Sylvia said, smiling over at him

"He's good in bed too." Julie added, dropping her hand onto his leg and running it up and down on his thigh. "Do we thank you for that, or did Margo teach him what he knows?"

"I taught him how fuck and eat pussy, or at least the way I like it. And we taught each other alot of other stuff we both liked. But Margo taught him how to make love, not just fuck."

"Yeah, I'm trying to break him of that...I like to fuck, Syl's the one that likes to make love." Julie laughed.

"I don't hear you complaining when I make love to you." Sylvia said, giving her a bright smile. "And you don't just fuck me...or Gage, you make love to us...with us. You like making love as much as we do."

"She does like to fuck though." Gage muttered, earning him a pinch from Julie.

"Well, why don't you go do that then." Sara said, getting to her feet. "I think I'm going to go take a nap. After the long drive, then that meal..."

"Do you mind if I walk up with you, make sure you get settled okay..." Julie asked, glancing at Gage as she got to her feet.

"Thanks, but maybe later, okay?" Sara laughed as she walked toward the door. She stopped and looked back at Julie. "You can come wake me up in a couple hours if you want. I don't want to sleep all day."

Gage stared at Julie as she watched Sara walk out of the room.

"I don't believe it...you were going to fuck her." He said slowly. "You were really..."

"Why not, you did! And if her clit is as big as you say it is, I can't wait to get my lips wrapped around it!" She laughed. She looked over at Sylvia as she pulled her t-shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor. "But what do you say, Syl. Wanna come help me fuck his brains out till she wakes up?"

"You have to ask?" Sylvia laughed, pulling her own shirt off and tossing it over her shoulder. She pulled Gage to his feet and led him around the table. "Let's go stud muffin, time to service your gold digging harem!"

* * * * *

Sara went up stairs to the guest room, picked up her suitcase and tossed it on the bed. She sat down and kicked off her boots, then stood up and opened her jeans, working them down over her hips, then down her legs and off over her feet. She pulled her shirt off over her head, then unhooked her bra and let it slip off. She dropped them on the floor as she sat down again, opening her suitcase and digging around for a t-shirt. She pulled it over her head, then laid back, moving her arms up under the pillow and wrapping it around her head.

She sighed as she replayed the morning's events. She was furious that Gage hadn't told the girls about his tumor, but relieved that they had taken it as well as they had. She was actually pleased by their reaction. The affection they felt for him was obvious, and it made her feel good that he had found love again.

She thought about sneaking downstairs and peeking, or listening in on them, but decided against it. She was pretty sure that Julie wanted to make out with her, and she was looking forward to the prospect. It had been a while since she'd had sex with another woman, and from what Gage had told her, Julie was a wild one.

Letting her mind wander, she found herself thinking about Margo, something she hadn't done in a long time. She'd taken her death almost as hard as Gage had. Losing her had been like losing a sister.

They'd been strongly attracted to each other, but resisted the temptation, neither of them wanting to hurt Gage. So they became close friends, letting their physical attraction morph into a deeper, more emotional bond.

Images flashed through her mind as she started to drift to sleep. Margo, Julie, Sylvia...their faces merging into one, all smiling warmly as they looked at her baby brother.

* * * * *

"You can have his dick, Syl. I want his mouth on my pussy." Julie giggled as she slithered up over him. She raised up, bringing her knees up under his armpits as she settled down over his face.

"Do you want to eat my pussy, boss?" She purred, her fingers spreading the furlined outer lips apart so he could see the puffy, cream coated inner lips, her clit nestled between them. "Do you want to kiss it, lick it, suck on it, and make me feel good? You want to do that for me, don't you, boss?"

Gage didn't answer, instead, he raised his head and ran his tongue slowly up between her pussylips. Pulling back a little, he pursed his lips and kissed her pussy gently, then let his head drop back onto the pillow.

"No. I want you to feed me." He grinned. "I'm the master of this house, and you're my harem girl, so I want you to feed me your pussy."

"Oh you do, do you?" Julie laughed, raising up over him. Her fingers moved over her pussy, slipping between the slippery inner lips. She stroked them up and down lazily, getting them wet, then pulled them up and ran them slowly over her clit.

Sylvia looked up at them, smiling around his cock as she sucked it gently. She loved hearing them tease each other. Giving his cock one last kiss on the tip, she raised up and climbed on top of him, her knees on either side of his hips as she sat on his stone hard cock.

"Oh god." Gage moaned as he felt the wet heat of her pussy envelope his cock. He looked up at Julie, watching as her fingers danced lightly over her clit.

"What are you doing back there, Syl?" Julie asked, moving a little higher up over him. "Wh...whatever it is, you def...definitely got his attention."

"Mmmmmm, mind your own business." Sylvia moaned, rocking her ass back and forth slowly, letting his cock stroke over the soft, wet, inner walls of her pussy. "He said he wants you to feed him...don't you think you should do what your master tells you?"

"He's my lover, not my master." Julie purred, her fingers moving faster over her clit. She felt her juices filling her pussy as a shiver ran through her, and she looked down at Gage, smiling softly.

"Eat." She said, bringing her hand down behind his head and lifting it. She dropped her hips, pressing her drooling cunt slit into his face.

"Mmmmmppphhhmm." He moaned, his tongue darted out, slapping at the juice dripping hole as his lips closed around her pussylips. He sucked hungrily, his hands coming up to cup the cheeks of her ass, pulling her up higher, so he could get at her pussy more easily.

"That's a good, boy." Julie groaned, her ass rocking back and forth slowly as she ground her pussy down onto his face. "Suck it. Lick up all that hot girlcum, boss. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

Sylvia watched her ass wiggling back and forth over his face, and she picked up the pace of her own movements. She brought her hand down between her legs, stroking her own clit as she started riding him faster. Lifting up off of him, she started taking his cock in longer, deeper strokes, and in moments, felt the first delicious tremors of an orgasm sweeping over her.

"Oohh...Oooooohhh." She gasped as her pussy fluttered wildly, sucking and squeezing his cock as she humped up and down on it faster and faster. Throwing her head back, she brought her hand up to cup her breast, and ground her fingers harder against her clit. In seconds, a powerful wave of sensation swept over her. 

Julie looked back over her shoulder, grinning when she saw her humping wildly up and down on top of Gage's cock, then her eyes got wide as she stiffened, uttered a sharp squealing noise and toppled off of him.

"Hey, you okay back there?" She said, sliding down and moving over next to her. "Syl? Are you okay, hon?"

Sylvia nodded, gasping from the sudden, unexpected power of her orgasm. She moved her hand down between her legs, whimpering as she touched her clit. A series of spasms shook her body, and she writhed mindlessly as she pressed her fingers into the throbbing button of her clit.

Julie looked up at Gage, then back at Sylvia as she took her in her arms, cradling her gently.

"What's happening, Syl? Are you su..."

Sylvia just looked at her, her fingers beating a mad tattoo over her clit. She flopped and twisted on the bed, unconsciously moving closer to them.

Julie smiled, then laid out beside her, pressing her body to Sylvia's. She looked over her shoulder at Gage.

"Come do me from behind. I want to help her. I want to feel her against me when you fuck me." She said, then ran her hand over Sylvia's tummy, moving it up slowly to cup her breast.

"Cum Syl." she whispered as she stroked her fingers over one stiff nipple, then leaned over and ran her tongue around the bumpy ring of her areole. "I'm here girlfriend, let me feel it with you..."

Sylvia whimpered, grabbing her hand and pulling it down between her legs. She groaned as she started moving her fingers up and down between the swollen lips of her pussy, then grunted, her legs clamping around them as another series of spasms swept over her.

Gage slid up across the top of the bed and got on the other side of her, rolling her up onto her side. Easing down behind her, he slid his cock between her legs and slipped it slowly up into the spasming passage of her pussy.

Sylvia stiffened, and she threw her arms around Julie as she pushed her ass back at his cock. 

"I love you, Syl." He whispered, not moving, just letting her feel him inside her.

Her ass jerked back at him and a flood of pussy juice poured down her clasping cunt channel. She humped at him for a moment, then stiffened again, and went limp.

Gage grabbed her wrist, checking her pulse, then sighed with relief when he felt that it was strong and regular. He waited a moment, then checked it again. It was slowing quickly, and was almost back to normal.

"What just happened?" He asked Julie in a quiet voice.

"I don't know, I've never seen anything like that before." Julie whispered back. "One minute I could feel her riding you, then she made a weird noise, and just fell over."

"She uh...her pussy was...it almost felt like she started cumming as soon as she put it in. I could feel her spasming and squeezing around me...it's still doing it."

"She's breathing okay." Julie said as she put her arms around her. "I don't know what else to do besides just stay with her. Unless you want to call a doctor or something."

"I think she's going to be fine. Something set her off, and she had a really good cum." Gage said, laying his arm across her. "But I think you're right, we should stay with her until she wakes up.

* * * * *

"Unnghh gaah." Sylvia moaned a few minutes later. She tightened her grip around Julie, pushing her ass back at Gage at the same time.

"Hey, are you okay? Are you back with us sweetie?" Julie asked, brushing the hair away from her face.

Sylvia nodded, burying her face in her shoulder.

Julie rocked her gently, holding her against her.

"Can uh...can you tell us what happened?" She asked softly. "You kind of went out on us, and we weren't sure what was happening."

Gage started to move away, easing his hips back, but Sylvia turned her head and whispered, "Don't, it...feels good. Better than good."

He smiled as he eased his hips forward, leaving his cock buried inside her.

"I love you." She whispered, moving her arm over toward Gage. She pulled him tighter against her, wiggling her hips back at him. A series of spasms ran through her, making her gasp.

"Oh god, I can't believe it happened again." She said after a moment. She drew back from Julie, smiling shyly up at her.

"So, something like this has happened to you before?" Julie asked her.

"Twice." she said softly. She paused, blushing lightly. "The first time was with my boyfriend...my first boyfriend. It wasn't too long after my dad left. We were making out, and he was fingering me, and I just spazzed out. He took me to the emergency room, and the doctors told me that I had had...a hyper-orgasmic response to a severe emotional trauma." She finished slowly, saying the words carefully.

She paused, looking up at Julie.

"I'm sorry." She said, moving her hips back at Gage. She pulled him harder against her, and she shivered, then gasped, her eyes rolling up in her head.

"Are you still cumming?" Julie asked, trying not to laugh.

Sylvia nodded, burying her face in her shoulder again.

"He's getting hard inside me." She muttered into her shoulder. "And it just feels so good."

"That's fine sweetie, you go ahead and cum all you want." Julie laughed, hugging her tighter to her. "As long as you're okay. Do you want him to move, or is there anything I can do?"

Sylvia nodded, not looking up at her.

"Your pussy is going nuts on my cock." Gage said, leaning over so he could whisper in her ear. "Is this happening because of what you heard earlier?"

"Maybe." She said, turning to look at him. "I'm sorry, but would you, uh...move it in me? You're hard, and I think I'm wet enough..."

"You don't have anything to be sorry about, and you're definitely wet enough." Gage chuckled, reaching over her and pulling her against him as he started working his hips back and forth in slow, short strokes.

"De...deeper. Give me all of it...please?" She moaned, her ass jerking back to meet him.

"Fa...faster." she panted as she humped back at him. Her ass bounced against him as she started writhing between them, moaning and gasping breathlessly.

"Not to put a damper on things." Julie said slowly, running her hands gently over her body. "But how long does this usually last? You said it happened twice."

"Th...the first time, i...it lasted a couple of hours." Sylvia panted, clutching Julie to her, her ass working frantically back at Gage's cock. "I uh...I came ev...every time the doctor tou...touched my pussy. I...I think he was having a good time, because he kept doing it, and I just kept cumming and cumming."

"Oh god! Ohgodohgodohgod..." She whimpered, then reached up and grabbed Julie's hand. "Touch me...oh fuck, put your fingers on my...my clit...ju...just touch me...please!"

She grunted as Julie brushed the tips of her fingers over her clit, then jerked when she pressed them harder against it. Julie started to draw her hand back, but she grabbed her wrist and clamped her legs tight around her hand.

"D...do you...lo...love me?" She panted, glaring up at her.

"More than anything else in the world." Julie whispered.

"Th...then do i...it." She gasped, letting her head fall back onto the bed, rocking it back and forth. "Oh god, this is he...heaven, and I never wa...want it to stop...you don't know...you ca...can't know..."

"Fuck her faster, boss." Julie said, looking over at him as she started moving her fingers over her clit again. "Do it hard and fast, really pound the shit out of her. It doesn't look like it's hurting her, so let's give her what she wants."

Sylvia screamed as he started fucking her, her body jerking and shaking between them as wave after wave of orgasm swept though her. She humped back at him mindlessly, until finally, she stiffened as she took in a long, quavering breath and collapsed again.

Gage grunted, his face a mask of pain, and he froze behind her.

Julie looked over at him, but he spoke before she could ask him what was wrong.

"Oh shit! Her pussy clamped down on me." He moaned, trying not to move. "It feels like it just closed up...shit! It fucking hurts!"

"Don't move! For god's sake, just lay still." Julie said, reaching down and lifting her leg gently.

"Wow, I can see it." She whispered, then reached down and ran her fingers gently around the opening of her pussy, making Sylvia groan. Her pussy spasmed, and Gage heaved a sigh of relief, and started pulling his cock out.

"Do it slow." Julie said, watching closely. "Take it out real slow. I know it's uncomf..."

"It's okay now." He gasped as he eased his cock out slowly. "Whatever you did made her relax."

"So what do you think we should do now?"

"Let her sleep." He said as he moved back a little, still keeping his arm around her. "When she wakes up, if she's still like this...well, we'll deal with it then."

"I'm going to stay with her." Julie said as she took her in her arms again.

"So am I. I love you both, and I'm not letting anything happen to either of you."

* * * * *

"So were you ever going to tell us about this tumor?" Julie asked softly, looking over at him.

Sylvia was still sleeping between them, and they each had an arm draped over her.

"Yeah, but I wanted to wait a little while, just to see if we were going to work out. I didn't want you to stay out of sympathy, or leave out of fear." He said. "I wasn't expecting what happened, and I got caught off guard. Everything just seemed to click with both of you, and before I knew it, we were a family. After that, I just couldn't figure out a way to bring it up."

"You can't hide stuff like this from your family, Gage. You...you're our husband for christ sake, and we need to know if you have a medical problem. We can't take care of you if we don't know what's going on."

"You're right, I should have said something before now. I..."

"I want to talk to your doctor." Julie said, cutting him off. "I want to know exactly what your condition is, what we need to do to keep it from getting worse, if there are any new treatments, and what we need to do if something happens. We're completely unprepared right now, and that's just not right."

"I'll call him tomor..."

"You'll call him today, and get an appointment for tomorrow." She said. "I'm not fucking around here, Gage. I love you, and I'm not going to let something stupid, that I might be able to prevent, take you away from me."

Gage just nodded, then looked over at her.

"Do uh...do you want me to do it now?"

"No, let's wait for her wake up. If she's still spazzing out, I want you to make an appointment for her too." She paused, shaking her head. "Fuck it, make an appointment for both of you. It can't hurt to get her checked out. We'll have to call her doctor, or the hospital, and see if we can get her records sent over."

They were both quiet for a moment. Gage was the first to break the silence.

"You're not...are you going to treat me differently now?" He asked softly. "Now that you know about..."

"Yeah, I am. I'm gonna watch your ass like a hawk, and make sure you take care of yourself, so you can take care of us." She laughed. She reached over and took his hand, squeezing his fingers in hers. "But I'm not going to be stupid about it. You're an adult, and you've been handling this on your own for a while now. I'm just going to have your back, so will Syl."




Ready Maid Family Bk. 02



He nodded, a smile spreading across his face.

"I want to have a baby with you, Gage. I was going to wait a year or two before I said anything..."

"You want to have a baby? My baby?" He whispered, staring at her.

"Our baby. I think Syl feels the same way. You're a good, kind man, Gage. You opened your heart and your home to a couple of girls that needed help. You didn't know that, you just thought we needed a job. And don't kid yourself that you brought us in here just for sex. You were lonely, and needed someone to love, and care about again. I'm glad you took the step you did, and I'm glad you found us. We all needed someone to love, and now we have each other."

"What if I said I wanted you to do it now, have a baby I mean?" He asked squeezing her fingers. "Margo and I were trying to get pregnant before she died. I always wanted kids, but figured that it just wasn't meant to be."

"I need to do a few things before I can say yes." She told him. "I want to talk to Syl, because it affects her too, and she may want to get pregnant with me. And I want to talk to your doctor before I make a decision like that."

She paused, looking over at him.

"Can you stay with Syl? I want to go talk to Sara, and I don't want to leave her alone." She said.

"What do you want to talk to Sara about?"

"Getting a medical power of attorney. She's probably got it now right, right? So if, god forbid, something happens to you, we won't have to get hold of her before we can get you treated." She said as she slid off the side of the bed. "And I want you to put her number in my phone, today. If I have to call her, I want to know how to reach her."

"Yes ma'am." He muttered, watching as she walked out the door.

* * * * *

"Hey, you awake?" Julie asked as she sat on the side of the bed.

"Yeah, I woke up a little while ago, but this bed is just so comfortable, I didn't want to get out of it." Sara said, rolling over toward her. She laughed when she saw that Julie was naked. "Wow, you're not gonna waste anytime, are you? Gimme a sec, and let me lose these pan..."

"What...oh shit, I'm sorry, I didn't even think..." Julie laughed, blushing furiously. "Syl had some kind of episode, so my brain is just...ppzzzzttt...right now. I didn't mean to give you the wrong idea."

"What kind of episode? Is she okay?" Sara asked, throwing the covers back and scrambling off the bed.

"We think so. Apparently it's happened before. She said the doctors told her it was a hyper-sexual something from an emotional trauma. Basically, she can't stop cumming when it happens." Julie said as she watched her grab her jeans and shimmy into them. "I can think of lots of worse ways to react to an emotional trauma. Gage is with her, she's sleeping right now."

"But she's going to be okay? Did you call a doctor?"

"Not yet. We're going to see how she feels when she wakes up. Gage is going to get an appointment for both of them tomorrow."

"Why does Gage need to see a doctor? Did something hap..."

"He doesn't need to see a doctor, I want to talk to his." Julie said, reaching out and grabbing her hand. "And would you sit down, I want to talk to you about some stuff."

"How about this, let's go to wherever your clothes are, so you can put some on. Those tits are kinda distracting." Sara grinned.

"Okay, we can do that." Julie laughed, then headed out the door. "We have to go up a floor, me and Syl took over the third floor. We're in the master suite, and we each took one of the other suites for personal space. Syl hasn't used her's yet, but I have my video editing stuff set up in mine."

"Walk faster." Sara said as she followed her up the stairs, her eyes fixed on Julie's ass as it bounced teasingly in front of her. "Your ass is delightfully distracting too."

"God, you are just like Gage!" Julie laughed as she reached the third floor landing. "Show him a little skin, and he wants to fuck!"

She led her down the hall into the bedroom, and walked over to her dresser. She pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of jogging shorts and slipped them on quickly.

"Is that better? Not feeling as tempted now that I have clothes on?" She asked as she walked over and sat on the bed. She patted a spot beside her as she looked over at Sara. "Sit with me, I've got some things I want to talk to you about."

"That sounds serious." Sara said as she sat next to her. "What kinds of things do you have in mind?"

"Who holds his medical power of attorney, you?" Julie asked.

"Yeah, but I..."

"I want it, or want to be added to it." Julie said. "You live a thousand miles away, and that needs to be held by someone local. If you don't trust me, get a local lawyer and name them. I wouldn't make any life or death decisions without consulting you, but I want to be able to get him treated if we need to."

"That makes sense. I can get it amended to allow you consent for emergency treatment. I'm going to keep the life or death decisions, if you don't mind."

"That's fine, as long as I know we can get him taken care of, that's all I care about." Julie said.

"Why do you want to talk to his doctor?" Sara asked.

"Because Syl and I just became his primary caregivers, and we need to know what his condition is, and what to do if something happens. I don't want to have to go through you, get part of the story, then wait for you to give a doctor permission to talk to me." Julie told her. "I already talked to Gage about this, and he agrees, so there's nothing you can do about it."

"I think it's a good idea, if you want the truth." Sara said, then reached over and took Julie's hand. "And you don't have to think of me as an adversary, I'm not. I want what's best for Gage, and right now, that looks like you and Sylvia. He looks better than he has in years, and he's definitely happier."

"I know I got off on the wrong foot, but I've just been so scared for the last few years. I'm terrified that he might relapse, and end up hurting himself, or worse..."

"We're not going to let that happen." Julie said, squeezing Sara's hand. "He has something to want to live for now, he's not alone anymore. And I just talked to him about another reason why he's going to want to hang around for as long as he can."

Sara stared at her, the color draining from her face.

"Oh god, you're not pregnant are you? Or Sylvia?"

"No, neither of us are pregnant, but I just told Gage that I want a baby at some point. I'm pretty sure Syl does too." Julie laughed. "I was going to wait a year or two, but you sprang this on us...and now I don't know if I want to wait. Which is one of the reasons I want to talk to his doctor, to see if it's safe to have a baby in the near future."

"I didn't spring anything on you, my dumbass brother should have told you up front what you were getting into. He..."

"We talked about that, and what he said made sense, at least to me." Julie told her. "He wanted to wait until he saw how things were going to work out, because he didn't want either of us to stay out of pity, or leave out of fear. None of us expected what happened. I mean, who expects to fall in love in a week? And not with just one, but two people. We all fell in love with each other, Sara. I love Sylvia just as much as I love Gage, I don't want to have to think about living without either of them."

"I probably shouldn't tell you this, but Gage thinks you two are going to leave at some point. He thinks you're in love with each other, and that you think he's fun to be around right now, but..."

"That ignorant sonovabich!" Julie shouted as she leapt to her feet. She stormed across the room and out the door, then charged down the stairs, taking them two at a time. Sara ran after her, but Julie left her behind in her haste.

Gage was standing beside the bed pulling on his jeans as she came into the library and she went right over to him.

"Do you love me?" She asked in a low voice.

Gage just looked at her, then past her at Sara as she came into the room.

"Hey! I asked you a question!" She said, turning his head toward her. "Do...you...love...me?"

"Yes, I do." He said quietly. He glanced over her shoulder at Sara again.

"Don't look at her, look at me. This is about us." She said evenly. "Do you believe that I love you?"

Gage looked over her shoulder at Sara again.

"What did yo..."

"Don't look at her!" she screamed, tears running down her cheeks as she slapped him across the face. "Tell me! I want to hear you say it! Do you believe that I love you, that we love you, and want you in our lives?"

"Yes! I believe that you love me." He said, grabbing her wrists as she started beating on his chest. He put his arms around her, pulling her against him as he stared at Sara.

"Why? Why would you say something like that?" She sobbed into his chest. "How could even you think that you were just a good time? God, what did we ever do to make you think something like that?"

"I told her that before it got real, before all of us felt it, and knew it was real." He whispered. "I've known that you love me, that Syl loves me. That's why I feel good getting out of bed every morning. I know that you're going to be here, in my life, and that we make each other happy. I'm happy for what you and Syl feel for each other, but I'm happier for what you feel for me. I can see it in your face when you smile at me. I can hear it in your voice when you laugh."

He eased her away from his chest, then lifted her head with his fingers.

"And I can feel it in your tears." He whispered, brushing them from her cheeks. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause you pain. I was stupid, and scared, and I said something I shouldn't have before I understood what was really going on. Can you forgive me?" 

"Yes." She whispered, putting her arms around him and hugging him tightly. "But don't you ever doubt us again, Gage Carson. That will kill us, and I don't want that to happen. I can't live without my family, please don't take it away from me."

"I won't, I promise. We're going to be together for a long time. I know it."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything." Sara said, stepping closer. "He told me that more than six weeks ago, just after you moved in, and I didn't realize...I should go. I've caused enough trouble."

She took a step back toward the door, then stopped.

"I'll have that power of attorney amended, and have a copy couriered over." She said as she turned and walked out the door.

"Don't let her leave, please? She's your family too." Julie said softly. "She didn't mean any harm...she just..."

"I know, I'll take care of it." He said. "But do you really want her to stay?"

She nodded into his shoulder, then turned to look up at him. 

"I like her." She said, starting to smile. "I just have to watch out for the land mines she likes to throw around."

* * * * *

"It's open." Sara said when Gage knocked on the door.

"We don't want you to leave." He said as he walked over and sat on the bed. "I haven't seen you in forever, and Julie likes you. You still have some work to do cleaning up the mess you made with Syl, and if you leave now, that may never happen."

"Gage, I feel like I just tore that girl's heart out and stomped on it." Sara said as she tossed her shirt into her suitcase and closed it. "She didn't deserve that, and I really didn't mean to hurt her like that. I thought I was...I don't know what I was thinking. I never dreamed that she felt anywhere close to what you feel for her. I'm must be getting bitter in my old age...christ, before you know it, I'll turn into Aunt Rita. Won't that be fun."

"You'll never turn into Rita, you actually have a heart. Which is why you're feeling like you are right now." He said, patting the bed beside him. "If you want to get along with Julie and Syl, ask questions, instead of making statements. They're good people Sara, and they love me. I don't have any doubt about that."

"No, that girl is stone cold in love with your dumb ass." Sara said as she sat down beside him. "I knew it before I told her what I did. If you want the truth, I don't know why I said it."

"You wanted to test her, and you're jealous." Gage said, glancing over at her. "You were the same way with Margo. You two were at each others throats at first. There were times that I wished that you'd just go ahead and fuck, so you could get it out of your systems."

"You knew about that?" She laughed. "Maybe you're not as dumb as I give you credit for. And I think we ended up being closer because we didn't fuck."

"Maybe, but this is a different situation, with different people. Julie wants to fuck you, all you have to do is say yes. Syl's going to be a different story, she..."

"What about you? Are they going to have a problem when I want to fuck my baby brother again?" Sara asked softly, not looking at him. "Or maybe I should ask, can you go back to the old days, when we could get naked and just have a good time? You seemed pretty frisky earlier."

"That was because you made your usual tornado entrance, and you know what that does to me." He laughed, looking over at her. "But the girls won't care. Hell, Julie would probably want to watch, if not join in."

He paused, looking down at the floor as he continued. "But things are different now Sara. You're not my teenaged fuck buddy anymore, the girl I could tell anything, or do anything with. You became my watchdog, the woman I reported to on how I was feeling, and what I was doing. I don't want to fuck her, Sara. I don't even like her most of the time. I miss my big sister. You got any idea where the hell she went?"

"She's buried under half a dozen layers of bitch that have built up over the years." She sighed, glancing over at him. "I miss her too, but I don't know if I have it in me to dig her out."

"Then that's the best reason I can give you to stay." He told her. "I'm pretty sure if you hang around with Julie and Syl for a little while, the kid that snuck into my room twenty years ago and stole my virginity just might find a way to dig her way out from under all those layers of bitch you dumped on her."

"You really think so?" She asked. "I'm not so sure about that. Besides spending all that time worrying about you, there's a couple hundred bubba's worth of bitch that's piled up over the years."

"A couple hundred?" He grinned. "What the hell did you do, Sara, fuck your way across east Texas?"

"I didn't fuck all of them!" She laughed, then paused, shaking her head. "Well, maybe I did, they all kind of blur together after a while. Just one one trick pony after another, with an occasional show horse very so often. None of those ever wanted to stick around though."

"Do you want to know something?" He asked "This is the first time we've laughed together in I don't know how long. We never laugh when we talk on the phone, and I miss that. You've only been here a couple of hours, and I can already see a difference in you."

"Maybe, but what I did to tho..."

"The way to fix that is to go downstairs, and just give them a hug, and say you're sorry." He told her. "That'll go along way toward mending the fences you knocked over."

"You think it'll be that easy?" She asked.

"God no!" He laughed as he stood up, holding his hand out to her. "But it'll get you off to a good start."

* * * * *

"Somebody's cooking." Gage said, sniffing the air as he reached the top of the stairs. He broke into a run, taking the steps four at a time and reached the bottom in seconds. He ran across the foyer and disappeared into the kitchen before Sara could even start down.

Sara stared after him for almost a minute, then followed at a slower pace.

"Might as well give them some time before I make another entrance, and fuck everything up." she muttered as she reached the bottom. She walked slowly over to the kitchen, and paused outside the door.

Sylvia came out of the kitchen dressed in a t-shirt and a pair of panties, and smiled shyly when she saw her.

"I was just going to come get you." She said as she stopped in front of Sara. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes, and..."

"Thank you, an uh...I'm..." She said, lifting her arms, then letting them drop back to her sides.

"I know." Sylvia said, stepping closer and putting her arms around her. "He's your baby brother, and you love him. That's easy to understand. But we want to be his family too, if that's okay with you."

"I...I think I'd like that." Sara said, laying her head on her shoulder, trying not to cry.

"Julie says she wants you to stay with us for a while. Would you like that? I think I want you to too, maybe get to know you. I..."

"Oh god, how can you be so nice after I've been such a bitch?" Sara moaned as she burst into tears.

"Shhhhhhh, don't cry, it's okay." Sylvia whispered, stroking her hair gently as she held her against her. "I don't think you meant to be mean, it just came out that way. But it's gonna be okay now. I think once we get to know each other, we're gonna get along just fine."

"Hey, what are you two doing out here?" Julie asked as she came out of the kitchen. "Gage won't let me take the beans off the heat, and he's gonna burn them if someone doesn't stop him. I already took the chicken off the heat."

"Did you take the rolls out?" Sylvia asked, looking over her shoulder at her.

"Shit! I forgot all about those!" Julie said, then spun and ran into the kitchen.

"Are you gonna be okay?" She asked Sara as she eased her away from her. "I think I need to get in there before they really fuck up my dinner."

"Yeah, I think I am." Sara laughed as she dried her eyes with her shirt.

"Good. Come on, you can get drinks, or set the table if they haven't done that yet." Sylvia said, taking her hand and leading her into the kitchen.

* * * * *

"I'm going to make a rule." Julie said, pushing her plate away. "No more drama for the rest of the night. Tomorrow either. And that's means from any of you. This goes into effect as soon as we finish dinner. So if you got any left, get it out now. I'll start."

She looked over at Gage.

"Did you make those appointments like I asked you?"

"Like you ordered, you mean." He laughed. "But yes, I made them. We see him at ten."

"Don't push me, boss." She said softly. "Did you put Sara's number in my phone?"

"House and cell in both your's, and Syl's phones." He said, pushing his plate away. "I put my doctor's number in them too. All three are at the top of the contact list."

"Thank you." She said, smiling at him. She turned and looked at Sara.

"I talked to Syl, and we'd like you to stay with us for a while." She said slowly. "You're welcome as long as you want. We'd like a chance to get to know you, and let you get to know us."

"Thank you, I'd like that." Sara said, smiling at her. "I'll have to call my neighbor and ask him keep an eye on my horses. I already had a kid that was gonna come over and feed them till I got back, but it might be best if Barney just takes them over to his place till I go home."

"Good, you can make that call whenever you want." Julie said. "You can stay in the guest room, or you can have my room up on the third floor. I like the bed in the guest room, the one in my room is hard as a rock."

"I'll stay in the guest room, I like the bed in there too."

Julie nodded, and turned to Sylvia.

"You said what happened to you earlier had happened twice before." She said slowly. "You said the first one lasted for a couple hours, but you went out before I could ask how long the second one lasted."

"Thr...three weeks." Sylvia said softly, looking down at the table.

"Holy shit!" Gage gasped, staring at her. "How did you..."

"What set you off, and how are you feeling now?" Julie asked her, cutting him off.

"I feel okay right now, but it came and went over the next three weeks." Sylvia said, looking over at her. "I...I had just broken up with my boyfriend, the second one."




Ready Maid Family Bk. 02



"Did you have anybody to stay with you, to take care of you?" Sara asked.

"We're gonna take care of you sweetie, and we're not gonna let anything happen to you." Julie smiled. "We'll see what the doctor has to say tomorrow, but if it happens again, you might as well just lay back and enjoy it, if you can't do anything about it."

"I'd fake it, if I were her." Sara muttered.

"I'd know if she was faking, I know what she looks and feels like when she cums." Julie grinned, but her voice was serious. "She didn't have any control over what was happening to her earlier. Her body went haywire, like the switch to her pleasure center got stuck on."

"That's how one of the doctors described it too." Sylvia said. "He prescribed something that was supposed to block a chemical in my brain, but it made me feel really weird, and I was sick to my stomach too, so I..."

"Can we be done?" Gage asked. "It's not even seven o'clock, and it feels like this day has lasted a week. I say we impose your drama curfew, and see if we can just go try to shake it off, and relax, maybe watch a movie?

"Me too, I think I'd like to watch a movie, maybe play some games." Sylvia said. "Anything to take our minds off everything that's happened today."

"Did any of the doctors that saw you say anything about alcohol? Can it affect you, or make you worse?" Julie asked her as she got up and started clearing the table.

"No, they just said not to drink when I was taking the drugs, it did something to weaken them."

"Good." Julie grinned as she sat the plates on the counter. "Why don't you take Sara and go pick us out some movies. I'm gonna make up a couple pitchers of margaritas, and Gage can roll us up some doobs. I think getting shit faced drunk and stoned out of our minds would be the best thing for all of us right now."

"Hallelujah! I feel what yer preachin' sista." Sara crowed as she slipped her arm through Sylvia's and started for the door. "Bring on the booze, and don't forget the ice."

* * * * *

"Thanks for stepping up today." Gage said softly. He snuggled up closer behind Julie, rubbing her tummy gently. "Is this how we're gonna do it now, putting you in charge?"

They were laying on the futon in the living room, and the credits for 'Cars' were scrolling slowly over the screen.

"You're not gonna get off that easy, buster." Julie laughed softly, reaching up and resting her hand on his cheek. "We're gonna share that job. I think Sara just needs to not feel responsible for anything for a while, and we both know that Syl just needs someone to take care of her. So that makes you and me the mom and dad."

"I can do that." He laughed, moving her hand over and kissing her fingers softly. "But I want to go to bed, Mom. What do you want to do about the kids?"

Julie looked over at Sara and Sylvia. They were sleeping, snuggled together on the other side of the futon. Sara had taken her jeans off, and now they were both wearing just a t-shirt and panties.

"Turn the movie off, and put the cable on...you know, one of those music channels. And turn the volume down a little." She said as he sat up behind her. She got to her feet, then reached down and pulled him up. "I'll go get them a blanket. If they get cold during the night, there's lots of beds they can climb into."

Gage nodded and picked up the remote and stopped the movie, then changed the channels till he heard a soft jazz tune playing. He was turning the volume down as Julie came back into the room.

"That's kind of romantic." She giggled as she shook the blanket out, then laid it over them. "Think it might give either of them any ideas?"

"I don't care." He laughed, slipping his arm around her waist and leading her into the library. "I'm tired, and emotionally drained, and I just want to get in bed and feel you laying against me. Is that okay?"

"That sounds wonderful." She whispered as she turned back the covers, then pulled her t-shirt off. She pushed her shorts down and slid into the bed, moving over and patting the spot beside her. "Come on, we can cuddle some more before we go to sleep."

* * * * *

Tuesday

Sara opened her eyes in the dimly lit room, and felt a soft, warm body pressing against her back. She could feel her breathing on her neck, and she smiled when she felt her humping gently against her ass.

"Are...are you awake, Syl?" She asked softly.

"Ungh...uh huh." Sylvia panted, pressing against her harder.

"Are uh...are you jilling off on me?" Sara asked

"Uh huh." Sylvia grunted, not stopping.

"That's kind of rude you know." Sara giggled. "The least you could do is gimme a reach around while you do it."

"Wh...what?" Sylvia gasped, stopping for a moment.

"Don't stop, it feels good." Sara whispered. "But give me your hand, the one you're not using."

Sylvia put her hand on Sara's hip, then slid it slowly down over her belly. She gasped when Sara guided her fingers lower, forcing them under her panties.

"Touch me, Syl. Make me cum with you." Sara whispered, wiggling her ass back against her.

"O...okay." Sylvia whimpered as she dipped her fingers between the clean shaved lips of Sara's pussy. She started humping against her again, and the fingers of her other hand started moving over her own pussy.

"Mmmmmm, that's so nice." Sara purred, moving her own hand down on top of Sylvia's. "Make me cum with you, but take your time...we have all night."

"Oh god..." Sylvia whispered as she started moving both her hands faster.

* * * * *

She was laying in her side, her head resting on his shoulder, her hand on his stomach when she woke up. She could feel the slow rise and fall of his chest, and hear the soft sounds of his snoring.

She smiled as she pushed her hand down, her fingers scratching at the soft hairs of his pubes as she moved them lower.

She stopped when he stirred in his sleep, waiting for almost a minute to make sure that he wasn't going to wake up. When she felt that it was safe, she moved her hand down, wrapping her fingers around his cock. She squeezed it gently, then started moving her fingers lightly up and down over it.

He grunted, shifting in his sleep, but didn't wake up.

She smiled as she felt his cock starting to stiffen under her gentle caresses.

Tightening her fingers around his cock, she started stroking it slowly, her hand wrapped around the middle of the shaft. She watched as it got harder under her gentle ministrations, and started moving her hand faster up and down over it.

She could feel her own excitement building, and could feel the swollen lips of her pussy between her legs. She knew she was wet enough to take him inside her, the dream she'd been having had taken care of that.

In the dream, she'd been making love with Sylvia, when suddenly, she'd been replaced by another woman. Other than Gage and Sara's vague descriptions of her build, she had no idea what Margo looked like, but she knew that the woman in her dream had been Margo.

They were laid out on a big soft bed, the bed she was in now, a bed Margo had never been in, and they'd held each other, kissing, touching, and teasing as they'd talked, sharing secrets like old friends.

They'd talked about their love for the man they shared as they played, and she felt good that Margo approved of her, that she was happy that he had found someone to love again.

Margo had asked her to make love to him for her, to tell him that it was okay for him to let her go, that it was time for him to move on, and start living his life again.

She had agreed, and now it was time for her to keep her promise.

Sliding up over him, she lifted her leg across his body, holding herself up over him with one hand while she guided his rigid shaft between her legs with the other.

She moaned softly as she felt him start to enter her, then sighed as she felt the full length of his cock slip slowly inside her. Easing herself down, she laid out on him, slipping her arms under his shoulders as she wiggled her hips, making her pussy move up and down over him.

He grunted, and his hips jerked up at her as his arms came up and wrapped around her back.

"Mmmmmm, hi baby," He whispered, as his hands moved down, holding onto her hips as his arched up at her. "When's the alarm going to go off?"

"Not for hours, lover. We have all night." She whispered, nipping at his ear lobe with her teeth. "Say my name. I want to hear you say it."

"Mar..." He grunted, his hips raising off the bed, driving his cock deeper inside her.

"No, she's with us, but you're making love to me." She whispered, pushing her hips down to meet his strokes, and squeezing her inner muscles around him. "Say my name."

"Ju...Julie..." He grunted, then jerked her down onto his cock roughly.

She felt his cockshaft throb and swell inside her, and a moment later, felt the first spurts of his cum spewing from his piss slit.

"Oh god, that's so good, Gage." She moaned, writhing on top of him. "Shoot it in me lover, cum in me. I love to feel you cumming inside me."

"You're going to have my baby." He whispered sleepily as he held her against him.

"Soon sweetie, I promise. We'll make a baby for us both to love." She whispered

He smiled, and his breathing slowed, going back to it's usual slow, regular rhythm.

She stayed on top of him, her cheek resting on his chest. She sighed, and tears started running down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry Margo, I just can't do it." She whispered. "I can't tell him to let you go, I'd rather share him with you. You both deserve that much."

* * * * *

The sun was already up when Julie woke up again. She smiled as she felt Gage under her, and she hugged him gently before she slipped off of him and slid out of the bed. Going into the bathroom, she pee'd and brushed her teeth, then went into the closet and took a t-shirt off the shelf, pulling it over her head as she walked across the library, and out into the living room.

The TV was still on, but the futon was empty, so she walked out the door and across the foyer, pausing just outside the kitchen. She smiled as she saw Sara and Sylvia sitting at the table, both still dressed in just t-shirts and panties, giggling together like a couple of schoolgirls. 

Sara had a cup of coffee in front of her, but Sylvia just had a glass of water. 

"It's nice to see that you two are hitting it off." Julie said as she walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of orange juice, then went over and got a glass out of the rack next to the sink. "Did you sleep okay?"

"God yes." Sara laughed, turning to look at her. "I don't know when I went to sleep, but I had the most delightful dream. I can't remember any details, but it must have been a good one, because my panties were wet when I woke up this morning."

Sylvia giggled, smacking her leg under the table.

"Shut up." She whispered, bumping her with her shoulder.

"You both fell asleep halfway through 'Cars'." Julie laughed as she poured a glass of juice, then sat the bottle on the table as she sat down. "But you were snuggled together, whispering and copping cheap feels all through the first half. I swear, you were acting like a couple of teenagers at a slumber party."

"I'm sorry, Julie, I didn't mean to..." Sylvia said, blushing as she looked over at her.

"Oh please, I probably want to get into her pants more than you do." Julie grinned, reaching over and taking her hand. "I was thinking about showing her the playroom later, unless you'd rather do that?"

"You wouldn't mind?" Sylvia said, starting to smile. "I mean, you set that up for us, and..."

"Mind? Are you kidding me? You can even use my toys, you know where they are, in the knapsack against the wall." Julie laughed.

"Even the...you know..." Sylvia giggled, glancing over at Sara, then back at Julie.

"Especially that one." Julie grinned. "But you better tell me all about it, and I mean everything, girlfriend. Better yet, turn on the webcams, so we can watch it later. She might like that."

She turned and looked at Sara, pausing before she spoke.

"Sara, do you have any pictures of Margo? With you I mean?" She asked.

"No, I didn't bring any with me." Sara said as she pushed away from the table. "But I know where some are, if you can give me a minute. 

She got up and went over to the pantry and disappeared inside. She came back out a moment later holding a large, leather bound book.

"I don't know why he keeps this in there." She said as she sat the book on the table in front of Julie, opening it and flipping through the pages as she sat down beside her. She stopped when she found the picture she was looking for, and ran her fingers over it as she looked down at it with a sad smile on her face. "This is my favorite picture of her. Gage took it when they were at TCU."

The picture showed a tall, full figured girl wearing a man's button down shirt, jeans and running shoes, her long brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. She was laying back on a huge boulder, supporting herself on her elbows as she smiled at the camera.

"She is built like us." Sylvia said as she leaned across the table to get a better look.

"She's pretty too." Julie whispered, running her fingers lightly over the page. "But this is her, I knew it...I could just feel it."

"What are you talking about Julie?" Sara asked, pulling the book over in front of her, turning the pages slowly.

She looked over at Sara, a wispy smile on her lips.

"She made love with me last night, and we talked for hours. We talked about Gage, and how happy she is that he's found someone to love again." She told her. "We told each other about our hopes and our dreams, and what..."

"It was just a dream, Julie, don't read too much into it." Sara said, turning to look at her.

"She had a small dolphin tattoo on her right ankle, and an 'S' shaped scar, here, under her right arm, didn't she?" Julie said, lifting her arm and pointing at her side.

Sara's eyes went wide, and she stared at her.

"She got that tattoo a couple weeks after that picture was taken, I went with her." She whispered

"How do you know about that, Julie?" Sylvia gasped.

"I told you, she came to me last night, and made love with me. It may have just been a dream, but she...she asked me to do something for her, a favor."

"What did she ask you to do?" Sylvia asked her.

"That's not important. I did what I could, and apologized for what I couldn't." Julie said as she got to her feet, glancing at the clock as she walked over to the door. "I'm gonna to go get Gage moving, we need to leave in a little while if we're going to get to the doctor's office on time."

"She asked you to tell him to let her go, didn't she?" Sara said, turning to look at her. "And that's what you couldn't...didn't want to do..."

"It doesn't matter." Julie smiled as she turned to look at her. "I'm comfortable with my decision."

* * * * *

She looked down at Gage as she ran her fingers lightly over his chest. He smiled in his sleep, and started to roll over, but she put her hand on his shoulder, shaking him gently.

"Hey, boss...it's time to get up." She said, smiling down at him as he opened his eyes.

He smiled back, holding his arms out, and she laid out beside him, snuggling up against him, her head resting on his shoulder.

"You made love to me last night." He whispered, turning his head and kissing her softly.

"Yes." She whispered back.

"You wanted me to know that it was you. You made me say your name."

"Yes."

"I knew it was you, you feel different than Margo. You do it different than she does...did."

"She can still come to you, through me and Syl." She said softly. "It's okay. We do..."

"Three wives is a couple too many, don't you think?" He asked, turning her head so she could look at him.

"No, I was actually thinking about adding another one. How would you feel about that?"

"I'm not sure she'd go for it. She's..."

"Syl's already seducing her. It looks like they're seducing each other, if you want the truth. She'll go for it." She giggled. "But what about you? You've loved her all your life, would you want her like that again?"

"I really don't know." He said, turning and looking up at the ceiling. "We've both changed so much, and..."

"Shhhhh, you don't have to decide right now, I know alot has happened between you, but you can fix that, we can fix it." She said, turning his head back toward her. "Let's just see what happens, no pressure, we'll just take our time and see how things go."

He nodded, then smiled at her.

"Will you make love with me again, now?" He asked, taking her hand and moving it down over his stomach.

"I'm sorry, but we can't. We have to get up." She told him, trying not to smile. "We have to leave for your appointment in a little while, and I don't want to be late."

She eased up out of his arms and sat up, grinning at him. She slid off the bed and looked down at him.

"But we can take a shower together." She said, holding her hand out to him. "And if you're a good boy, I might give you a handjob."

"That's the best offer I had all day." He laughed, taking her hand and letting her pull him up, then followed her into the bathroom.

* * * * *

"Your next MRI isn't scheduled for another month, but we can move that up if you want." Dr. Peters said, flipping through the folder in front of him, then looking over at Gage. He glanced at Julie, then down at her lap, where she had his hand clutched in hers.

"Gage said you had some questions, Julie. I think I can guess what some of them are."

"Okay, you know that I'm going to be his primary caregiver, so I need to know what his condition is, and what to do if something happens to him." She said, squeezing Gage's hand.

"The tumor isn't life threatening, and hasn't shown any growth on the last three MRI's he's had, call it the last eighteen months. The initial course of radiation and chemotherapy he had stopped the growth, and the medications we have him on appear to be inhibiting any further growth."

"As far as what to do if something happens to him." He said, looking over at her. "Call me immediately, and get him to an emergency room as soon as you can. There's really nothing else you're going to be able to do. I'm sorry, but that's just the way it is."

"That's honest enough. But can you give me some idea of what to expect?" She said. "Start with the worst case scenario, and work back from there."

"The worst case would be another seizure." Peter's said, leaning back in his chair. "We can give you some guides on what to do if that happens, but right now, I think the possibility of that happening is very low."

"I'm more concerned about his short term memory, the loss of motor control, and the slight speech impairment he reported last year. He didn't report any changes during his last physical, but have you noticed anything in the time you've been with him?"

"I just found out about this, that's why we're here." She said, glancing over at Gage. "Now that I know, I can..."

"Let me stop you there." Peters said, looking back and forth between them. "You're his girlfriend, not his nurse, so stop thinking of yourself as a caregiver. The worst thing you can do is try to mother him, or ride herd on him. It's not going to help his condition, and it will kill your relationship."

"Yeah, that's pretty much what I figured too." She laughed. "I just want to know how he is, so I can relax, and just love him, so we can live our lives."

"That's a sensible approach. I wish more people shared it." He laughed. "But aside from the tumor, he's in great shape for his age, he looks like he's put on a few pounds, so that tells me he's eating better, and the fact that he agreed to let you talk to me tells me that he trusts you, and cares about you."

"So there's nothing special we need to do, just make sure he takes his meds, and report any changes if we notice them."




Ready Maid Family Bk. 02



"That's about it." Peters said as he got to his feet. "I know Gage smokes pot, and since this state doesn't have a medical marijuana law, I can't prescribe it for you. But I can tell you, that some recent studies have shown positive results in treating non-malignant tumors, and even some cancers."

He came out from behind his desk, and stopped at the door.

"I'm not telling you to keep him stoned out of his mind, that will cause even more problems with his short term memory. But a joint a day won't hurt him, and if you share it, it might help your frame of mind too."

"Make sure he takes his meds, get high with him once a day, and take him to the emergency room if anything happens to him. That's easy enough." She said under her breath as they got to their feet. She looked over at Peters as he opened the door. "Can we go see if they have anything on Sylvia yet? We're worried about her too."

* * * * *

"That was a waste of time, and I'm sorry I put you through it." She said as she unbuttoned his shirt, then opened the fly on his pants.

"It wasn't a complete waste of time. He told you what you needed to know." He said, putting his hands on hers, stopping her as she tried to push his pants down.

"Stop." He said as he pulled her closer, putting his arms around her. "Talk to me. You didn't say anything on the whole ride home, and now you..."

"I didn't take my pill this morning." She said so softly he could barely hear her.

"Your birth control pill?"

She nodded into his chest, not saying anything.

"Did you forget?"

She shook her head, keeping her face buried in his chest as she pulled him tighter against her.

"You just had your period. When are you supposed to start taking them again?"

She didn't answer, and he could feel tears on his shirt.

"Hey, it's okay." He said. "Tell me when you're supposed to start taking them again."

"Today."

"So if you don't take them, there's a chance you could get pregnant in what, about three weeks?"

"One." she said softly into his chest again.

"Do you want to try?"

"I don't know!" She bawled, her tears coming freely now. She clutched him to her as she cried. "I don't know if I'm reacting to everything that happened yesterday, or if I really want a baby. Now, I mean. I want a baby but..."

"What if I told you that I want to do it?" He said, easing her away and lifting her chin so he could look at her. "Would that help you make up your mind?"

"Really? You're not just saying that...because you think that's what I want to hear?" She asked, staring at him.

"Yes, I'd like to have a baby too. And no, I'd never do that. I always try to tell you the truth. I may not tell you everyth..."

"Shut up." She said as she pulled his face down, and kissed him.

"So, does that mean we're gonna do it? Try to have a baby, I mean." He said as he pulled back after a moment, looking down at her.

She nodded, as she started to smile.

"So, do you...um...you know, wanna practice?" He said, moving her hands down to rest on his hips. "I mean, I just wanna make sure I'm putting the right parts in the right places. You may have to show me what to do..."

"Oh shut up..." She laughed as she started pushing his pants down again.

* * * * *

"No! There's no way you're sticking that thing in me. It's not gonna fit!" Sara said as she skittered away from Sylvia. She looked over her shoulder when her back hit the wall of the pool, and when she turned around again, Sylvia was almost on top of her. 

"It'll fit, I promise. I felt the same way the first time Julie used it on me. I was scared shitless." She laughed as she turned and laid back, opening her legs toward Sara. "Here, let me show you, and if you don't want to try it, you can just fuck me with it, okay?"

Bringing the big purple dildo down between her legs, she ran it up and down between her pussylips, then started pushing it slowly into her pussy.

"Oh fuuuucccckkkk." She grunted, planting her feet on the bottom of the pool, lifting her ass as she started stroking the first couple inches in and out. "Oh my fucking god." She moaned, using both hands to guide the huge toy into her spasming cunt channel. "That is so fucking good..."

Sara stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that Sylvia was actually taking the enormous toy into her pussy. She got up on her knees and leaned closer, watching as she fed more of the fat cock up inside her.

She reached out, wrapping her fingers around it, her eyes flicking up to Sylvia's face, then back between her legs. 

She was pumping it in and out slowly, humping her hips down to meet it. Moving one hand off the toy, she ground her fingers on her clit as she fucked herself faster.

"Fuck." Sara breathed slowly, unable to believe the obscene sight in front of her. Almost ten inches of the dildo were still sticking out from between Sylvia's stretched out pussylips as she stroked it steadily in and out.

Sylvia opened her eyes and looked down at her, a blissful smile on her face.

"See? It'll fit, and it feels incredible!" She panted. A moment later, her eyes rolled up in her head, and she moaned, starting to move it faster.

Sara held her arm out, shaking her head when she saw that the dildo was thicker than her wrist. 

"I...I don't thi...think I can do it, Syl." She whispered, wrapping her fingers around it again. "I'm serious, some of my horses don't have cocks this big!"

She watched as Sylvia writhed and humped her pussy down on the huge cock. She was shaking her head as her legs slipped out from under her, so she was sitting spread legged on the bottom of the pool. Scooting forward, she grasped the free end under the knob and rubbed it up and down over the juice and oil slicked lips of her pussy.

"I'm know going to regret this." She muttered as she pressed the tip against her pussy hole, and started easing it in.

* * * * *

"Oh my god, that was incredible! Are you sure you've never done that before, mister?" Julie laughed as she pushed Gage off of her. She reached over and picked up a tablet off the nightstand and rolled back toward him. "By the way, what did you say your name was again?"

"Bob...from Master-Pump Cleaning Services." He grinned, playing along with her. "Our motto is, 'We clean your pipes right the first time! And we keep cumming until you're satisfied!'"

"Well, you cleaned my pipes just fine Bob, and I am very satisfied." She said as she touched an icon on the screen, then scrolled across and double tapped a picture.

"Oh my god! Look what they're doing!" She shrieked when a video started playing on the screen.

She slid over next to him, holding the tablet up so he could see.

"Jesus Christ! How big is that thing?" He asked as he stared at the screen.

They were watching Sara and Sylvia in the playroom. Sara was up on her knees, pumping the big purple dildo in and out of her pussy with one hand, while Sylvia laid over the wall of the pool as Sara fisted from behind with the other.

"Oh...my...gawd! I hope she remembered to record this." Julie giggled as she dropped the tablet and rolled over to the side of the bed.

"Hey, where are you going?" He asked as she slid off the bed.

"Living room!" She laughed as she dashed around the bed and out the door. "I want to see this on the big screen! Come on, before they stop!"

* * * * *

"Hello, my darlin', I wanna fist you tonight, fist you tonight! Show me that pussy, so I can fist you tonight!" Julie sang when Sara and Sylvia came into the kitchen a couple of hours later.

They had showered and changed clothes, and they stopped in their tracks as she came over, grinning broadly at both of them.

"You remembered to hit record! Oh my god, I am so proud of you! You remembered to hit record!" She said, taking Sylvia by the shoulders.

"Are you in love with her yet?" She grinned, turning toward Sara. "You gotta be! You shoved your whole fucking arm up her cunt! Oh my fucking god! I couldn't believe it! That was incredible! I've never seen anything like that in my life!"

"Oh for god's sake, Julie." Gage laughed as he watched her drop to her knees in front of Sara, clasping her hands together as she looked up at her. "Give it a rest, willya?"

"Please, please, please tell me you'll do me next! Not right this minute, but later tonight, okay?" Julie said, ignoring him.

She scrambled to her feet and moved over, putting her arm around Sylvia.

"So, come on, fess up girlfriend, how was it?" She asked, dropping her voice to a stage whisper. "She snuck up on ya, didn't she? I mean, there's no way you asked her to fist you, not after the way you whined when I wanted to fuck you with that dinky little dildo!"

"Yeah, I asked her to." Sylvia said, pushing her away. "No, that's not what happened. By that point, I was begging her. I was so hot I..."

"Oh my god! I am so proud of you!" Julie crowed, throwing her arms around her and hugging her tightly.

"I, uh...we...we shaved my pussy too. Just now, in the shower." Sylvia whispered as she hugged her back.

"You what? The whole thing?" Julie gasped, letting her go and taking a step back. "Lemme see! Come on, show me! You can't just drop a bomb like that and not expect me to wanna see it!"

"God, you are such a child sometimes." Sylvia muttered as she looked over at Sara, then unbuttoned her pants and pushed them down. She slid up onto the table and laid back on it, spreading her legs wide apart.

"Oh my god! It's so pretty!" Julie laughed as she sat in the chair in front of her, examining her closely. She ran her fingers up and down over the clean shaved outer lips of her pussy, then stroked them over the little bush they had left above them.

"Gage, come over here and check this out. I may want to do this." She said, then dropped her head and ran her tongue up over one of the puffy outer lips, then the other one. She spread them apart with her thumbs, and stuck out her tongue, but Sylvia put her hand on her head and stopped her.

"Don't! Please? I...I'm a little tender down there...you know?"

Gage came around the table and looked down over Julie's shoulder.

"That is pretty, Syl. I like the little bush you left." He said as he leaned closer. "I never liked that bald beaver look."

"If you do that to yours, I'm not going to fuck you till it grows back." He whispered in Julie's ear before he stepped back and went around the table and sat down.

She turned and looked at him, then nodded, and got to her feet and went around the table to sit next to him.

Sylvia slid off the table and pulled her pants up, then went over and got glasses from the cabinet. She filled one with ice, and handed it to Sara along with a Dr. Pepper, then filled hers with apple juice.

They came over and sat down across from Julie and Gage.

"Sara shaves her's too, that's where I got the idea." Sylvia said, dropping her hand under the table. "She's got this cute little landing strip, but my hips are alot broader than hers, so we went with the bigger bush."

"One of the bubba's wouldn't eat me out unless I shaved it, and since he was so good at it, I just kept it shaved for when he came around." Sara laughed. "I was surprised how many of the other bubbas were willing to go down on me if I didn't have all that hair down there."

"What's a bubba, and how..." Julie asked.

"Don't go there. Just...don't." Gage said quietly, laying his hand over her's.

"Fuck you, Gage. Nobody asked you." Sara grinned, then turned to Julie.

"A bubba is a redneck. You know, a one trick pony kind of guy." She said. "And I've ridden a few."

"Well, we skipped breakfast and lunch, and I'm starving. And I want pizza from that little place over on Peco. The question is, do we want to eat there, or go get it?" Julie asked. 

"Do they serve beer?" Sara asked.

"Yeah, lots of different kinds, that's one of the reasons we go there." Sylvia told her.

"Let's go." Sara said, getting to her feet. Sylvia stood up with her, and Julie and Gage could see that they were holding hands.

"Hey now, I was just kidding when I asked if you were in love with her yet." Julie said, looking back and forth between them.

Sylvia blushed, and started to pull her hand away, but Sara tightened her grip and smiled at her.

"Don't..." She told her, then looked over at Julie. 

"I'm not gonna take her away from you, or at least I don't mean to." She said softly. "I still wanna get together with you...him too, if he can get his head around it. But me and Syl just kinda clicked, and I miss havin' somebody I can feel good around. And she makes me feel really good."

"Remember what you were talking about this morning?" Gage asked quietly.

"Yeah, I remember, and I don't have a problem with this. It might actually make things easier." She said

She looked over at Sara and Sylvia and smiled.

"I've got a bombshell of my own to drop, if you think you can handle it." She said, looking at them closely.

"I already heard it, and I don't have a problem with it, now that I've had some time to think about it." Sara said. She looked over at Sylvia as she sat back down. "Have a seat hon, you'll be glad you did."

Julie waited for Sylvia to sit down, then she took Gage's hand as she smiled over at her.

"I want to have a baby, and I talked to Gage about it, and he likes the idea." She said slowly. "I skipped my pill this morning, today was my start day, and we're going to start trying to get me pregnant."

She paused, and when Sylvia started to smile, she continued.

"I wanted...I want to ask if you want to do it wi..." She stopped when Sylvia shook her head.

"I'm sorry, Julie, but I can't. I'm just not ready to have a baby." She said softly, looking her in the eyes. "I'm happy that you want this, and I hope you can do it. But I just can't do it with you."

"That's okay sweetie, I understand, it's a big decision. I was gonna wait a year or two, but all this came up, and now I don't want to wait." Julie told her. "But what does all this do to us? I don't..."

"This doesn't do anything to us, Julie." Sylvia smiled, lifting her hand, still holding Sara's, onto table. "I still feel the same about you and Gage, and I don't want to break up our family, but if you're going to add to it, I think I might want to too." 

"We want her here too, so if she wants in, she's more than welcome." Julie laughed.

"The only question I have is..." Gage said as he stood up, pulling Julie to her feet. "What happened to that no drama rule you laid down yesterday. As near as I can tell, you've been the biggest offender today."

"Put a sock in it, boss." Julie grumbled at him. "Let's go get something to eat."

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"I have a rule." Sylvia said as she stretched out on the futon. She pulled Sara down next to her as she looked over at Julie and Gage.

"Oh god, What is it Syl?" Gage moaned.

"No sex for the rest of the night. My poor little pussy feels like somebody drove a bus through it." She said, then burst out laughing.

"Mine too, so I second it." Sara laughed. 

"Well you deserve it! Both of you." Julie laughed as she stretched out on the futon and patted the spot next to her as she looked up at Gage. "What you were sticking in them wasn't the problem. The problem was neither of you had the good sense to stop! You were going at each other for almost three hours! I get sore if he fucks me for more than an hour, and his dick ain't anywhere near as big as what you two were fucking each other with."

"She's got a point." Sara said as she laid back, holding her arms out for Sylvia. "We were kind of out of control there for a while."

"I know." Sylvia said as she let her slip her arm under her, then raised up on her elbow, letting her head rest in her hand. "But everything we were doing just felt so good! Every time you touched me..."

"That sounds familiar." Julie muttered.

"But it's true!" Sylvia laughed. "I never expected to meet someone else that can make me feel as good as you do!"

"It's okay, Syl, I'm just messin' with you." Julie laughed. "But what would you say to amending your rule? Make it no unsupervised sex in the playroom, and that's the only place you can use the big toys."

"That makes sense." Gage said as he slipped his arms around Julie. "But make it that you have to tell someone that you're going to be using the playroom, and ask them to check on you every so often. Sometimes you just want a little privacy, and having someone just look in on you occasionally gives you that."

"I like that." Sara said, turning to look up at Sylvia. "Before today, I had never been to a point where I wasn't in control. What I mean by that is, not knowing what I was doing, or what was happening to me."

"I think you mean you didn't grasp the consequences. You knew what was happening, and what you were doing, you just didn't understand what the consequences could be." Julie said carefully. "One of you could have been hurt, and that's what we want to make sure doesn't happen."

"So, since we're not going to be fooling around tonight, can we sleep with you guys?" Sylvia asked, then looked down at Sara. "Is that okay with you? I guess I should have asked you first."

"What's wrong with your bed, or the bed in the guest room?" Julie asked. "And who said we weren't going to be fooling around tonight? We amended your rule, remember?"

"Um, I liked her rule as stated, if you want the truth." Gage said quietly from behind her. "I'm a little sore in places myself."

"Traitor." she muttered over her shoulder before she looked back at Sylvia.

"Those beds are fine, but I want to sleep with you and Gage." Sylvia said before Julie could say anything else. "But I want Sara with me too, she's a really good cuddler. There's room in your bed for all of us."

"I don't take up a lot of room." Sara said, grinning over at Julie. "I'm a size two, and only weigh a hundred and fifteen pounds."

"That's not a point in your favor, stickgirl." Sylvia said lightly. "Try something else."

"Should I tell her that she can play with my titties?" Sara grinned up at her.

"Oh please. She's played with these." She said as she rolled over and mashed her breasts into her face. She rubbed them around for a minute, then raised back up. "Try again."

"I think we lost her." Gage whispered.

"We're not losing one, we're gaining one...think positive thoughts." Julie whispered back.

"The only thing I have left is cuddling with her. Do you think she'd like that?" Sara asked.

"You might have to show her that." Sylvia told her. "It couldn't hurt to ask."

"I'm a really good cuddler, like Syl said." She told Julie. "Would you like me to show you?"

"You can if you want." Julie said, looking back over her shoulder at Gage.

"Go for it, it couldn't hurt." He grinned.

Sara crawled over to them, moving behind her and pushing Gage out of the way. She grinned at him as she stretched out behind Julie. She shimmied around for a minute, then put her arm over her as she laid her head against her back.

"How's that?" She asked softly.

"I've had worse." Julie said non-committaly. "Gage fits me better, and he bones me during the night." 

Sara moved her hand down over her tummy, and slipped it into her pants.

"How about now?" She asked as she stroked her fingertips up and down over the hairlined lips of her pussy. "Is that any better?"

"You, uh...you're getting there. I hon...honestly have to say that you're almost as good a cuddler as Gage is." Julie panted as she felt Sara move her fingers into the warm wet cleft of her pussy. "If you had a dick, you'd be better."

"Gee, thanks." Gage muttered from behind them.

"Oh well." Sara said as she pulled her hand back and sat up, then climbed over Julie and crawled back over to lay out beside Sylvia. "I tried, but she wouldn't go for it."

"Sorry baby, she can be like that sometimes." Sylvia said gently, taking her in her arms.




Ready Maid Family Bk. 03



Book Three opens with with Sara talking about wanting a baby, which leads to the introduction of another new character, Wilbur Talbot. Wilbur's an 18 year old east Texas buck that Sara has had the hots for for a while, and now that he's legal, she's going to make him her's...at least, that's the plan...

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Ready Maid Family Book3

Four Months Later

Early September

Sunday

Julie looked out the window of Sara's Hummer as they sped down the road toward town. She had jumped at the chance when Sara had asked her if she wanted to see how things were going with the ranch. It had been almost a month since she'd had a chance to get out of the house, and she was starting to go a little stir crazy.

"I talked to Lucille the other day." Sara said as she pulled to a stop behind the car in front of them at a red light. She grinned as she looked up at the Mama Lucy's billboard off to the right, then frowned when she noticed that one corner was peeling up. She made a mental note to call the sign company later.

"Yeah, what's she up to?" Julie asked.

"She's talkin' about expandin' the shop and putting an addition on the dinin' room cuz business had gone up at least six fold in the last couple months. They already got two ovens, but she says they need more tables for the traffic their gettin'." Sara told her as she turned the corner and headed down the narrow two-lane road paralleling the ranch. "She wanted to know if they should knock out a wall and have one big open room, or just cut a doorway and split it into two."

"What did you tell her?" Julie asked as they turned into the driveway and drove toward the buildings in the distance.

"I told her she should double whatever she was thinkin' about, and put in two new dining rooms, one for families, and one for the sports crowd. I figure they could put half a dozen plasmas around, and keep people sittin' fer hours on game days."

"Not a bad idea." Julie said as they pulled up to the house. "What did she have to say?"

"She said she'd think about it." Sara said as she shut off the engine and got out of the Hummer. "But what she called about, was she wanted to see if you'd shoot some more of those little commercials you did for her. She's adding some new stuff to the menu, and she wants to highlight 'em. She wants the same thing you did last time, fifteen-second spots of just the food, fading into that tag line, 'Are you hungry yet?' Which is flat fuckin' brilliant if ya ask me."

"Then she surprised the shit outta me. She said she's got people callin' and askin' her where she got 'em. They wanted to know the name of the production company that made 'em."

"No! You're fuckin' with me, right?" Julie laughed as she walked around to the front of the car.

"Serious business. And she ain't the first one to ask either." Sara said as she pulled a set of keys from her pocket and opened the front door of the house, waving Julie inside. "A guy from one of the Savannah stations called last week and said they got people askin' the same questions. So I figured it was time to talk to you about what the hell yer gonna do about it."

"What do you mean, what am I going to do about it?" Julie asked. "I shot those with my phone for god's sake, and edited them in movie maker. I don't know how to do a real commercial. Besides, I never even got paid for..."

"Yeah, funny you should mention that." Sara laughed, reaching in her back pocket and pulling out an envelope. She held it out to Julie.

"What is that?" Julie asked, just looking at it.

"Well, there's seven checks in here. One from Dawson-Carson Consulting for production work, and the rest are royalty checks from the TV stations we're runnin' the ads on. That's really a kickback that usually goes to the ad agency, and averages seven to ten percent of revenue every time the ads are run. We're runnin' 'em on the mornin' news, then the talk shows, and again durin' the soaps and the evenin' news at one to three hundred bucks a pop, depending on the timeslot. They're made out to Bedford-Carson Productions, but you can change the name if you don't like it."

"Jesus Sara, there's almost sixty thousand dollars in here." Julie said as she flipped through the checks.

"Yeah, not bad for a couple hours work, huh?" Sara laughed. "I was thinkin' we could get your company setup, on paper at least, then we start tellin' the TV stations where to direct inquiries. I'm pretty sure you'll have more work than you can handle in no time."

"I don't know, Sara. This seems like a big st..."

"I know, but it's a huge opportunity for you too." Sara said, taking her hand. "We can put that on the back burner for now, but at least think about it."

"C'mon, lemme show you around." She laughed as she led her across the room. "The house is almost identical to the place in Weston. I just gave the builder the original blueprints to work off of, but there's a few differences. The master bath is bigger and has a fancy assed shower and a bidet in it. All the bathroom's got 'em, that was Syl's idea. And the kitchen is about ten feet wider with a double oven and a shitload o' other stuff build in. That was Syl's idea too."

"This is beautiful, Sara! Where did you ever find someone to design something like this?" Julie asked.

"Gage drew up the original layout, then him and Margo spent a year arguin' over the little details, which I was glad about, cuz there's a shit load of closet space here, and in Weston. When they got it where they both liked it, they took it to an architect, and had the blueprints done."

"He said you loved the house in Weston." Julie told her as they moved from room to room. "And now I can see why. I'm glad you could bring it with you, not many people get to do that."

"Yeah well, including what I put out for the land, I'm a little over a million into this little project." Sara said as she opened the back door and led her outside. "Just the land is worth five times that, and by the time I get done with the buildings, Syl is gonna have a nice little retirement package waitin' for her."

"You're giving all this to Sylvia? Does she know about this?" Julie asked as they got close to the barn. "She may not go for that. She likes to earn her keep, you know, pull her own weight."

"Oh, she's gonna do that, I promise." Sara laughed. "She's gonna be runnin' this place in a year or so. The way she took to Junior, and the way she takes care of him tells me that she can handle runnin' an operation like this. We get her a couple good hands to do the heavy shit, and she'll do just fine."

"There's somethin' else I wanna talk to you about." She said as they walked through the barn. "There's a kid in Weston. His names Wilbur, an' I...fuck, there ain't no other way to say it...I'm in love with him. I have been for a while. We never done nothin' sexual, he just turned eighteen the other day, but we been playin this little game fer a couple years...without talking about it...an' I wanna go see if he...I wanna see if he wants to do it fer real. I already talked to Syl about it, an' she's all hot on the idea..."

"Of course she's hot on the idea." Julie laughed, turning Sara to face her. "But are you sure that turning her loose on an eighteen year old boy is such a good idea? He may not survive it, you know how she gets..."

"Yeah, but she's not the part I'm worried about." Sara said, looking at the floor. "I am. I didn't tell Syl this part, but I gotta run it by somebody I trust, and I can't talk to Gage..."

"Are you going to ask him to come back here with you?" Julie asked.

"Yeah, but I already told Syl that, and she's okay with it." Sara said, then was silent for a long time.

Julie waited, knowing that she would say what she needed to when she was ready.

Sara finally looked at her and started to speak.

"I stopped taking the pill a couple of weeks ago, that's why I ain't been comin' around to get any lovin' from Gage lately." She said, trying not to smile. "And if we leave tomorrow, I'm gonna be ovulatin' by the time we get there. So I'm talkin' about lettin' a randy eighteen year old buck shoot live ammo at my nest fulla fertile eggs...an' what I wanna ask you is, am I fuckin' crazy, or what?"

"No, I don't think you're crazy." Julie laughed. "I think you sound like a thirty-six year old woman that hears the alarm on her biological clock going off like Big Ben, and is looking for a way to shut it off. But I have a few questions before I give you my final answer."

"First." She said, leading her over and pulling her down beside her as she sat on a bale of hay. "Are you going to tell him that you're planning on making him a daddy, if so, when?"

"Second, when are you going to tell Syl, cuz I'm pretty sure she's gonna notice when your belly starts to swell up. Cuz on your skinny ass, you ain't gonna be able to hide it."

"And third, what are you gonna do if he's not interested? You sound like you have a major hard-on for this kid. Are you going to be able to handle that kind of let down?"

"I didn't think about that last one, at least I didn't admit it to myself." Sara said, grinning at her. "But that might be why I want Syl to go with me. There's other shit I'm gonna need her to help me with, but that may be the real reason...just in case he says no."

"I been thinkin' about how to ask him about how he'd feel bein' a daddy. I mean, I can't just go get knocked up and drive away. He'd have to marry me, an' make me an honest woman, so our baby would have his daddy's name. I was plannin' on just fuckin' him till he was stupid in love with me, then hit him with it."

"Subtle, but effective." Julie laughed. 

"I'm still tryin' to figure out how to tell Syl." She said, looking over at her. "It seems like no matter what I do, I don't see it turnin' out good, leastwise, not for me..."

"Well, if she's okay with you wanting to bring this kid up here, and I'm assuming you're going to be sharing him with her, it's not that big a stretch to think that she'd be okay with you having a baby with him." Julie said, leaning back into the bales behind her. "She was okay with me getting pregnant with Gage, she just didn't want to do it with me. And if you want the truth, I was disappointed when she said no. I was looking forward to us having our babies together...you know, like sisters or something..."

"Yeah, I knew you were disappointed when she said no. I'm pretty sure she did too. But she was serious when she said that she's gonna help. She thinks that baby is half hers anyway, since her husband is the daddy and all. God help the kid when he finally shows up, cuz Mama Syl is gonna spoil his ass rotten."

"I'm having a girl, I can already feel it. So she can spoil her all she wants, as long as she sticks around." Julie laughed, standing up and brushing straw off her butt. "Right now, Syl, Gage and you are number one point one in my life."

"Little Sage here." She smiled, patting her belly. "Is number one. You're gonna feel the same way, and Syl will accept that. But you're gonna have to be honest with her. That's the only way you're gonna last, and I think you know that as well as I do."

"I can't tell you how to tell her what you want to do. All I know is, you're gonna have to do it before you commit to this plan of yours."

"Yeah, that's what I was thinkin' too. I guess I'll just have to figure it out." Sara said as she got to her feet. "I mean, I got a day and a half before I gotta do anything, that should be enough time, right?"

"This from the girl that's already been thinking about it for at least two weeks." Julie laughed, taking her hand and walking toward the door. "Who knows, maybe he'll get you both pregnant, then you won't have to worry about it..."

(-)

Sylvia was stretched out on a mat doing sit-ups when Sara walked into the workout room. She was wearing a sportsbra, a pair of panties and her sneakers.

Sara stood in the doorway, watching her abs ripple as she twisted her torso from side to side as she powered though each one.

She smiled when she heard her mutter, "Sixty.", then rolled over on her side and started doing legs lifts.

Sara's heart beat faster as she watched the long muscle on the back of her thigh flex as she raised her leg. She had to stifle a gasp when she moved her eyes up higher, and she saw her asscheeks moving under her panties.

"Hey, how long you been standing there." Sylvia laughed when she rolled over on her other side and started another set.

"About five minutes, I just got back from showin' Julie around over at the ranch." Sara said, trying to act calmer than she was. "You about done here?"

"Yeah." Sylvia grinned. "I just wanna do another set of pushups. You wanna lay on my back, maybe gimme a little added resistance?"

"Aw, yer just showin' off now." Sara laughed as she pulled her shirt over her head, then unhooked her bra and shook it off. She walked over as Sylvia rolled over onto her belly, and turned so she was facing her feet, then sat down on her butt and laid back on her.

"Yeah, but it really does help." Sylvia said as she lifted her legs behind her, crossing her ankles as she raised her upper body slowly, then started pumping them up and down in a steady rhythm. "Having your extra weigh really works my pecs, so my tits are a lot firmer than they used to be. They don't sag as much as they used to."

"That's cuz you dropped a couple cup sizes, and there ain't as much meat hangin' off ya, not because yer addin' new muscle." Sara said as she stared up at the ceiling. "But you need to start backin' off a little. You done went past toned, and yer pushing hard at buff. You keep up like yer goin', and yer gonna look like one o' them..."

"Yeah, I've been thinking the same thing." Sylvia panted as she slowed down. She moved her hands closer to her body so she was working her arm muscles more. "I've been doing fewer reps this week, I'll cut back some more, and start adding more carbs and fat to my diet."

"Thanks, I liked that layer of surface fat you used to have, and I'd really like you to put some of it back on." Sara said, putting her hands down beside her. She put her hands on the floor and started lifting in time with Sylvia, taking some of her weight off her. "Think you could handle puttin' ten, maybe fifteen pounds or so back on for me?"

"Hey! If you're gonna do that, I might as well stop." Sylvia laughed, then lowered them to the floor.

"What? I was just joinin' in. You know, workin' my traps and triceps a little. I gotta stay in shape too ya know."

Sylvia laughed as she rolled to one side suddenly, making Sara tumble off onto the floor. She rolled the other way, then spun around, pulling her legs under her as she sat up.

"You really want me to put some weight back on?" She asked, running her hands over her belly, then down over her legs.

"Yeah, not alot, just enough to give you that smooth look again." Sara said as she got up on her knees in front of her, running her hand lightly over her mid-section. "You don't want this six pack to show all the time, that ain't sexy, least not to me. And them guns yer packin' are startin' to get scary hon..."

"What? You don't like the amazon look?" Sylvia laughed, bringing her arms around in front of her and tightening her biceps and triceps. Her chest and shoulder muscles bulged at the same time, and Sara gasped at the display.

"Yeah, I like watchin' it in the movies, an' on TV." Sara said, leaning closer, and running her fingers over one arm. "But I don't like it in my bed. I like soft and smooth when I'm makin' love with ya, not hard and all pumped up, like yer gettin'. I'm sorry sweetie, but I want my woman back."

"Okay, I guess I have been gettin' a little crazy, you know, goin' overboard with all this." Sylvia said as she got to her feet and held her hand out to Sara. "But it just feels so good, ya know? I've never been in this kind of shape before Sara, and when I look in the mirror, I don't even know myself sometimes."

She paused and pulled Sara to her feet, then put her arms around her waist.

"The other part of it is, when I play with myself in the shower after I workout...oh god, I cum so good. It's un-fucking-believable, Sara." She said, looking at her with a fire in her eyes. "It's not just my pussy, my whole body sings...the same thing happens when we fuck, or just make out. I feel so...alive..."

"That's the endorphins." Sara laughed, slipping out of her arms and leading her out of the room. "The word means a morphine-like substance originating from within the body. You produce 'em when you workout, so you just been ridin' a nice natural high, an' not even realizin' it."

"So you wanna take a shower with me, maybe tell me a little more about..."

"No, I wanna take a shower with you so I can play with you, and maybe see just how good I can make you cum after a workout." Sara laughed as they stepped into the bathroom. She pushed her shorts off and grinned at her. "Now get nekkid, I'll get the shower runnin'."

(-)

"Spread 'em." Sara said, turning Sylvia under the showerhead, then pushing her toward the shower wall.

Sylvia leaned forward, pressing her hands against the wall, working her feet back, and spreading them a little.

Sara stepped close behind her, reaching around with one sponge mitt, and stroking it slowly over her stomach. Her other hand slid slowly up over her arm, then back down the underside.

"Jesus baby, I can't believe the change in you, even though I saw it happen." Sara said softly as she washed her. She could tell by Sylvia's breathing that her soft, gentle caresses were arousing her.

Sylvia moaned, arching her back as she ran a soapy mitt over her tits, running it around the bumpy ring of her areole, then pinching the nipple.

"Oh god, that feels so good." she whispered, pushing her breast into her hand.

"You like that sweetie? Does my hand feel good on your titty?" Sara purred as she cupped the soft, fluffy mound.

"Mmmm hmmmm." Sylvia grunted, humping her ass back at her.

"Keep yer legs spread, baby." Sara whispered huskily as she pumped more soap on the glove, stepping up closer behind her. She straddled her leg, grinding her pussy mound against it.

Sylvia moaned as she slid her feet back, spreading them wider. She moaned again as Sara slid the soapy sponge over her tits, then dragged it slowly down over her tummy, stopping as she reached the close-cropped vee of her pubes. She ran the glove up and down over the soft hairs, then slid it down quickly, brushing it over the clean shaved lips of her pussy, withdrawing it just as quickly.

"Oh god!" Sylvia gasped.

"You wanna cum, don't you baby?" Sara whispered, leaning in close to her ear. Her hand ran down across Sylvia's stomach, dipped into the curly hairs of her pubes, then drew back, making her groan. "You would have cum already if you were doing this by yerself, wouldn't you greedy little slut?"

"Oh, you bitch!" Sylvia panted. "I shouldn't have told you what working out does to me. Please, just get me off. I need it Sara. Please?" She begged, her head hanging down, her legs beginning to shake.

"I know, but I like seeing you like this." Sara whispered huskily in her ear. "I think you like this better than when I eat you out, or make you squirt. That's just a cum. But when you get off like this, everything in clicking, you're cruisin' on that endorphin high, and your whole body just sings." Her hand dipped down, the rough sponge brushing across the fleshy lips of Sylvia's pussy, making her whimper. "This is the real reason you spend so much time working out now, isn't it. Admit it. I'm not going to let you cum until you do."

"Noooooo." Sylvia whimpered, humping back at her. "Please."

"No what, baby?" Sara whispered as she moved the glove back up over her stomach, running it over the heaving mounds of her tits again.




Ready Maid Family Bk. 03



"Please...do...don't t...tease me." She said softly.

"Ohhhhhh, I wouldn't do that to you, Syl. I love you." Sara whispered. "I promise. I won't tease you." 

She smiled as she felt her sigh with relief. 

"I'm going to torture you."

Sylvia gasped, her body stiffening. A series of fluttery spasms swept over her, centered on her creaming cunt slit, and she felt a small spurt of girl cum running down her thighs.

Sara's hand was stroking across her nipples, her fingers pinching them through the thin mitt. "Here it comes, Syl. Are you ready? I'm going to make you cum now." Sara whispered. 

She let the mitt drop off her hand, and her soapy fingers slipped between the fleshy lips of her pussy, seeking out her clit. She strummed it lightly, then pinched it gently between her fingers as she ground herself against her ass, letting her feel the heat of her own desire against her.

Sylvia was trembling violently, her legs shaking visibly as Sara caressed her. She was gasping for air, shaking her head as she whimpered pitifully.

"You're almost ready, Syl. I can feel it, you're almost there." Sara said as she started rubbing her clit with firmer strokes. "Let it happen, don't fight it, you know you want it. Come on, cum for me" 

Sylvia's legs shook even harder as she started cumming, and Sara held her tightly to her. Her fingers ground mercilessly over Sylvia's clit, then slid off, catching it between her fingers. "Do you like this, Syl?" She asked as she grasped her clit between her fingers, pinching and twisting it roughly.

Sylvia's head bobbed up and down, and she whined deep in her throat.

Sara ground her fingertips against the stiff bud of her clit, moving them in slow circles, pressing harder as she slid them around over the tender nubbin.

"NNNgggghhhhngggnnn!" Sylvia grunted, then gasped, tears bursting from her eyes and streaming down her cheeks. "Ohhhh! I...nugh...Sa...Sara! Nnngggghhhhngggnnn!"

She started to collapse, but Sara held her up, her fingers not stopping their steady movement across her clit. She slowed her pace, replacing her fingertips with the lengths of her fingers, massaging them up and down, running them slowly over her throbbing clit bud and between her pussylips as she let Sylvia ease down from the peak.

Sylvia grunted, and her head hung down as she bent her knees more, opening her crotch completely to her fingers.

"Can you stay up if I let you go?" Sara asked softly.

Sylvia nodded, and Sara moved her other hand around, sliding it up and down the crack of her ass, then pressed a soapy finger against the tight, wrinkled ring of her asshole. Sylvia grunted, pushing her ass back as Sara started fucking her finger up her ass slowly, moving her fingers back over her clit, strumming them up and down over the tender nubbin.

"Are we having fun yet?" Sara grunted into her ear as she humped her pussy up and down on her leg.

"Oh god, yes!" Sylvia, moaned. "Whatever you do, don't stop!"

"Oh, I'm not done with you...not by a long shot!" Sara laughed evilly. "Cum. I want to feel your asshole cum on my fingers." 

She let her finger slide slowly from Sylvia's ass, and added another one, pressing them both against the tight hole, twisting them back and forth, forcing them up inside her slowly. Sylvia rose up on her toes, then relaxed, settling back onto her feet. She was gasping for breath, her whole body shaking as she came over and over under Sara's skilled fingers.

She kept pressing her fingers deeper into Sylvia's ass, and her fingers worked faster on her clit. She could feel that she was near the breaking point, her whole body was trembling, and she kept inching closer to the wall. Sara helped her, pushing her feet toward the wall as her hands worked her over. She was finally pressed flat against the cool tiles, Sara's arm trapped between her body and the wall. She pressed against her, holding her up as Sylvia threw her head back, shaking it from side to side, a long, loud moan coming from her mouth. 

Sylvia slumped against her, and Sara slipped her hand from between her legs, holding her around the waist as she eased her fingers from her ass. She held her hand over under the spray, rinsing it off, them put both arms around her, and moved her over under the spray.

She soaped up her hands and turned her around, running them gently up and down between the cheeks of her ass, then smeared soap all over both firm, round cheeks. She rinsed her off, then washed her hands again as Sylvia leaned against her.

Easing her down to the floor, she leaned her back against the wall, kneeling in front of her. Taking her face in her hands, she lifted her head and looked at her.

"Syl? Can you hear me baby?" She asked softly.

"Uh huh." Sylvia muttered. Her eyes were glazed, the pupils covering all but a hint of the blue irises.

"I have something I need to tell you hon, and I need you to listen to me very carefully." She said slowly. "Can you do that for me?"

"Uh huh." Sylvia grunted, then started to slip to the side, her head rocking as she slid along the wall.

"I want to have a baby, Syl. And I'm going to ask Wilbur to be the daddy." She said softly as she eased her up so she was upright against the wall again. "I'm going to be ovulating when I fuck him, so I'm pretty sure he's gonna knock me up."

"Yer my baby..." Sylvia mumbled, a string of drool dribbling out of her mouth.

"That's right Syl, I've gonna have a baby." she whispered as she slid her arms around her. "And we're gonna be so happy, I just know it."

She sat on the floor next to her, tightening her arms around her and letting her lean against her.

'There, I told her.' She thought. 'She'll understand...she loves me.'

She shook her head, tears running down her cheeks as she hugged Sylvia tighter to her. She kissed her gently, then sat listening to the sound of the water hitting the floor.

(-)

"Let's leave now." Sara said, dropping the t-shirt she'd just folded into her suitcase. "It'll be easier driving overnight, traffic will be lighter, and..."

"Can't do it. I got a bunch of stuff I have to do in the morning." Sylvia said as she closed her own bag, and tossed it over by the door. "I got a package I need to pickup from UPS, Julie didn't give me the notice till after it was too was too late to get it today. But we can be outta here by ten, noon at the latest..."

Folding her arms across her chest, she grinned over at Sara.

"Can't wait to get your hands on your little boy toy, huh?" She laughed. "Besides, if we drive overnight, we'll get there in the morning, and our schedule will be all outta whack..."

"Yeah, there is that." Sara said grudgingly. She shook her head as she closed her suitcase. "I guess yer right."

Looking around the room, she sighed, then looked over at Sylvia.

"I'm gonna go downstairs for a bit. I got some paperwork I should go through." She said quietly. 

"Okay, I'm gonna make us up some snacks for the trip, and maybe see if Gage wants to get his ass kicked at Halo." Sylvia laughed. "Hell, I may even let him beat me at that stupid driving game he plays..."

(-)

Monday

"Hey, whatcha doin'?" Sylvia asked sleepily.

"Nothin', just thinkin'." Sara said, putting her hand on her hip, stroking it lightly. "Go back to sleep, the alarms not gonna go off for a few hours."

"You okay?" Sylvia asked, reaching over and pulling her down in front of her. "You've got something on your mind..."

"You were right. I do want to see him. I want to see if he wants me the same way I want him, an' I want to see if you like him, cuz if ya don't, that's a deal breaker right there. I mean..." Sara said in a rush as she pulled her arm tighter around her.

"Shhhhhh, it's gonna be okay. From what you told me, I'm sure he's gonna give you exactly what you want." Sylvia said softly. She laid her head on her shoulder, kissing it gently. "And I'll like him just fine. Now go to sleep. You can dream about him if you want..."

'That's what I'm afraid of.' Sara thought as she listened to Sylvia's breathing becoming slow and regular behind her. 

Sleep was a long time coming.

(-)

"Where's Sara?" Julie asked as she came into the kitchen.

It was a little after seven, and Sylvia was standing at the stove in a crop top t-shirt, a pair of panties, and ankle socks. She had an apron on, and had half a dozen pieces of bacon cooking in a pan, with three eggs sitting on the counter.

"She's still asleep. She didn't sleep very well last night." Sylvia told her. She flipped the bacon, then turned to look at her. "She's nervous about how this kid is gonna react to her tellin' him she loves him, and wants him to come live with her...us. I think that's the part that's got her freaked out, the little group marriage we got goin' on, and what he's gonna think about it."

"She didn't say anything else?" Julie asked. "I mean, she didn't ask you..."

"She was talking about it last night. She's worried I might not like him." Sylvia laughed. "If she likes him, I'm pretty sure I will..."

"Okay, I'm sure you guys will figure it out." Julie said, deciding to let Sara work things out in her own time. She put her hands on Sylvia's hips and rested her forehead on her back. "I don't want you to go, I'm going to miss you."

"We'll be back in a couple days." Sylvia said as she took the bacon out of the pan and laid it on a paper towel. She laughed, smacking Julie's hand as she reached for a piece. "And don't even think about stealing my bacon. Sara wants me to put some weight back on, so I'm gonna be loading up on carbs and fats..."

"And M & M's, Oreo's, and fudge ripple ice cream?" Julie giggled, stepping back and going over to the fridge.

"Oh god, I love it when you talk dirty like that." Sylvia laughed, dropping four pieces of bread into the toaster. "Do it some more, I think I'm gonna cum..."

(-)

"Hey, wake up." Julie said, sitting on the side of the bed. She reached over and shook Sara. "Come on, wake up, I want to talk to you.

"I'm awake, okay? Jezzus, gimme a minute, willya." Sara mumbled, sitting up and leaning back against the headboard. She rubbed her eyes, then looked around the room, finally settling on Julie.

"What time is it, and where's Syl?" She asked, scooting over to the side of the bed.

"It's a little after nine, and Syl is out running some errands. I figured this would be a good time for us to talk." Julie said, holding out her coffee cup. "Want some coffee? I didn't bring you any, but I'll share mine."

"Thanks." Sara said, taking the cup and sipping from it. She looked over the rim at her as she took another sip.

"I haven't figured out how to tell her yet." Sara said, then shook her head, fighting to hold back her tears. "That not true. I did tell her, the problem is, she was so out of it at the time, she had no idea what I was telling her. I might as well have been talking to her while she was asleep."

"I want you to tell her before you leave, but I can't make you." Julie said. "Right now, the worst that can happen is she says no, and you step back, take some time to think about what you really want, and see if you can change her mind. As far as how you say it, the way you put it to me was great. If you say it like that, she'll give you an honest answer, without hedging like I did."

She took the coffee cup from her, holding it in both hands as she looked at her.

"Please do something, Sara. The longer you wait, the worse it's going to get." She said. "You're already lying to her when you tell her everything is okay, because it's not. She knows that something is bothering you. She thinks it's how this boy is going to react when you tell him about our family..."

"I'll tell her, Julie. I promise." Sara said, getting to her feet. She walked over to the door, and looked back at her over her shoulder. "I'll figure something out..."

"I hope so." Julie said softly. "For your sake, I really hope so."

(-)

"I'm gonna want to be alone with him...the first time." Sara said, glancing over at Sylvia, then back out the passenger window at the trees lining the interstate.

"What's this?" Sylvia laughed. "She talks? We cross two states, and half of another in silence, and she finally says something..."

"I'm sorry. I've just got alot on my mi..."

"I know, and I want to help. But I can't if you don't talk to me hon." Sylvia said, smiling over at her. She glanced down, frowning when she saw the gas gauge. "We need to get gas. This thing drinks gas like a tank, and rides like one too."

"Yeah, but it'll go damn near anywhere, pull out a stump without breakin' a sweat, and if anythin' besides an eighteen wheeler hits it, they die, not me." Sara said, not looking at her.

"Whatever. I'm gonna pull off at the next exit and get gas." Sylvia said. "We can switch, and you can drive for a while. Maybe that'll improve your mood."

Sara nodded, but didn't say anything.

(-)

"Sara told to me that Lucille wants me to do more commercials for her." Julie said softly, running her fingers gently over Gage's shoulder. "Then she gave me an envelope with almost sixty thousand dollars worth of checks in it. Did you know anything about that?"

"I knew we paid you thirty, where did the rest come from?" He asked, lifting her foot and running a washcloth over it.

"She said it was royalties from the TV stations the ads are running on." She sighed, leaning back in the tub, resting her arms on the rim. "She said it was really a kickback that usually goes to the ad agency."

"She was saying that Lucille is getting calls asking who did them. One of the TV stations asked too, and she wanted to know what I was going to do about it."

"Yeah? You given it any thought? It might be good for you to have something to do, something you can call your own." He chuckled, moving the washcloth up over her calf. "And it's something you can do from home, you already have everything setup..."

"But I don't know how to run a business." She said, pulling him back and putting her arms around him.

"You don't need to. Sara and I can do that for you at first. We can teach you the basics. It's not much different than running the house if you think about it. You do the part you know, and let us do the part we know."

He looked back at her over his shoulder.

"Those videos you made for Syl, then ones of all of us playing. The early ones were just cropped together with some fades, but then you started using different software, playing with effects, and putting together stories...I watched the originals, hell, I was in some of them...and what you came up with was studio quality."

"So you're saying I should do it..."

"No, I'm saying you can do it, you have a natural ability, you can see what you want the end product to look like from a collection of clips. You have the tools you need, now you just have to decide if that's something you want to do. And you're the only one that can make that decision. We'll be here to help, but you're go..."

"Yeah...I get it." She laughed, hugging him tighter to her. "But I really don't have to make a decision until they get back. So whatta ya say we go down to the playroom and fool around a little? I have an idea for a video I want to make, for me. And I want you in it."

"You just want me in you...I know your tricks woman. You don..."

"Busted." She laughed, reaching down and wrapping her hand around his cock. "But judging from this hard-on, I don't think you object to the idea."

"No, I don't. I live to put that cock you're holding in you." He moaned, closing his eyes as she stroked him lazily. "But let's wait while. What you're doing feels really good..."

"What I have in mind will feel even better." She whispered. "And you can be just as lazy and relaxed as you are now, I'll do everything. I promise."

(-)

"Tell me what you're going to do. How are you going to seduce him?" Sylvia said. She was laying across the back seat, looking up at the ceiling.

"What I had imagined was, doing a little work, there's a couple posts in the riding ring that need to be replaced." Sara answered, glancing up at the mirror, then tilting it down so she could see her. "It's gonna be hot, so we're both gonna work up a sweat pretty quick. So I'm gonna suggest we go cool off, and get something to drink."

"I'm gonna give him his birthday present, and if I get the reaction I hope, I'll give him the rest of it, a little at a time."

"What are you going to give him? Another pair of your panties?" Sylvia laughed.

"Kinda. I wrote a note and put it in a little box with a pretty ribbon on it. It says, 'I'm wearin' 'em, so if you want 'em, you gotta take 'em off me.'" Sara told her. "Once I see his face, I'll know if he's interested. If he is, I'm gonna just play it cool, and tell him I'll be waitin' for him in my room..."

"That's if he doesn't jump you, and do you right on the floor."

"Yeah, that'd be fun, but he won't do it like that." Sara laughed. "He thinks I'm a lady, his mama raised him right. That's how he treats me, so that's how I act around him."

"Except you just happen to leave your stinky wet panties layin' around for him to find..."

"He don't seem to mind." Sara laughed, looking at her in the mirror again. "But I'm gonna have to do the seducin', if he ain't a virgin, he ain't got alot of experience, so I'm gonna have to show him what to do..."

"And I know you're looking forward to that." Sylvia said, opening the snap on her jeans and easing the zipper down quietly. "So what happens next?"

"If he comes to my room, I'm gonna have him undress me, like I'm his present. I'll start by havin' him take my boots off, then my jeans...but I'm gonna make sure my panties stay on. I want him to have to take them off separate...so he knows that the games are over, and what we're doin' is for real."

"You've spent alot of time working this little scene out, haven't you?" Sylvia asked as she slid her hand into her pants. She had to stifle a gasp as her fingers brushed over her pubes, then down between her legs, running lightly over her clit, then down between the swollen lips of her pussy.

"I'd lay in bed at night, just touchin' myself and..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah...I wanna hear more about how you're gonna get him to do you, not your sicko child molester fantasies."

"After he's got my jeans off." Sara laughed, glancing up at the mirror. She could see that Sylvia had her eyes closed, so she adjusted it so she could what she was doing. She smiled when she saw that she had her hand in her pants, and that it was moving slowly. "I'm gonna lay back and spread my legs, so he can see how wet my panties are."

"You gonna leave your bra on? You'd look really hot, kicked back, resting on yer elbows, shirt open, lacy white bra showin'...make him take his clothes off before you let him touch you though. Tell him you're gettin' a present too..."

"I like that. That'll let him know how bad I want him." Sara said, her eyes on the hand Sylvia had in her pants. "Once he's nekkid, I'm gonna tell him to go ahead and take my panties off. I'm gonna help him, raisin' up and all, but he's gonna have to do the rest hisself. He's gonna have to earn this pussy, I ain't givin' it away."

"Bullshit. Your little snatch is gonna be drippin', and it's gonna take everything you have to keep from just jumpin' him, and you know it." Sylvia laughed. She was having trouble staying quiet, but she didn't think Sara knew what she was doing yet.

"True. But after he's got my panties off, I'm gonna open my legs so he can see my pussy. I'm gonna need you to help me wax and maybe trim my pubes later. I wanna be nice and clean, bare as a babies bottom so he can see everything. He's gonna be able to see how excited I am, layin' there like one o' them girl's in the magazines."

"Then I'm gonna look up at him, and ask real sultry like, where he wants to cum, in my panties, or in my pussy."




Ready Maid Family Bk. 03



Sylvia groaned as she pictured the scene, and her fingers moved faster between her legs.

"I know what yer doin' back there. I can smell how turned on you are." Sara laughed, glancing at the road, then back at Sylvia. "Don't stop. I like that you're havin' a good time."

"S...so what's gonna happen then?" Sylvia gasped, grinding her fingertips on her clit.

"He's gonna say he wants to cum in my pussy, least if he's got any brains he will. I'm gonna ask him if he's ever done it before, and I really, really hope he says no..."

"You want that cherry, don't you?" Sylvia gasped as a shiver ran through her, followed by a series of spasms. She moved her fingers down so they were pressing between her pussylips. She ran them slowly up and down over the cream coated flesh, sighing at the delightful sensations.

"It's mine, I earned it." Sara said with an edge in her voice. "I spent two years makin' him want me, and I'm gonna be pissed if somebody else got there first. Not at him...but at her. I'll make him tell me who it was, and I'll..."

"Don't change the subject. You were tellin' me..."

"Oh yeah. When he says no, I'm gonna tell him it's okay, that I'll help him." Sara said softly. "Then I'm gonna make that boy a man...my man."

"Oh shit!" Sylvia moaned, bringing her other hand down and pressing it between her legs outside her pants. She humped up at her fingers, writhing and thrashing across the seat as she came.

Sara laughed as she watched her in the mirror, her own pussy quivering as she thought about what she was doing.

"Don't think I forgot about you, sweetie." She said, looking back over her shoulder. "You get him after me. Once we get that first one outta the way, we'll probably take a nap, or a shower. That's when you come in. If we're nappin', you can just wake him up any way ya want. But if we do the shower, you could be waitin' nekkid in the bed for us, and I can tell him you're part of his present too."

"I like that." Sylvia said as she caught her breath. She pulled her hand out of her pants, but just laid on the seat, feeling comfortable and relaxed. "You don't have to share, I wouldn't take it personally or..."

"I want to. I want you to fuck him, and help me make him understand what he can have if he comes home with us. I don't know if Julie will want to, but I want you to. We need to make him understand that things ain't gonna be like it is with other people."

"But you gotta know Syl, I do love this boy...and if I was gonna..." She paused, wanting to say the words, knowing that this was the best chance she was going to get, but she couldn't make herself do it. "I just want you to know I want to make it work with him."

"Yeah, I got that." Sylvia said, turning her head to look at her. "I'll do everything I can to help, but this is on you, you're the one that loves him."

"Yeah, but I may not handle everything right. There's probably something I'm gonna forget...

"Don't worry about it...I got your back babe." Sylvia said. "It's gonna be fine, and you're gonna get everything you want. I promise."

'I hope you're right.' Sara thought. 'Oh god, please make her right...'

(-)

"Roll over, I want to do something." She said, sliding back and watching as he flipped over onto his belly. "Good, now get up on your knees, and spread your legs..."

"What are you going to do?" He asked, looking back at her over his shoulder.

"You know what I'm going to do. I'm going to fuck you." She laughed, running her hands over his asscheeks. "I'm just going to use my fingers. I've done it before when I was sucking your dick, and you liked it. This time I want to fuck your ass while I jerk you off so I can see what kind of load I can milk out of those big assed balls of yours."

"Sounds kinda kinky." He laughed, leaning forward and resting his forearms on the bottom of the pool. "But go slow, and let me get used to it. I'm no..."

"I'm not ready yet, so don't get too comfortable. I need you to raise up, so I can see if the cameras in front of you are going to get the shot I want."

She looked up at the television on the wall, then picked up the remote and tabbed through the cameras. She smiled as she reached around him, wrapping her hand around his cock and stroking it lazily.

"Oh yeah, I'm really gonna like this one." She said to herself as she watched her hand moving over his cock. "I am gonna have so much fun watching this..."

(-)

Sylvia's phone buzzed and vibrated in her pocket, and she reached under her and dug it out. Swiping her finger across the screen, she saw that she had a text from Julie.

She opened the text, but all it said was 'next project'. Then she noticed that there was a video attached. She pressed play, and stared at the screen as the video ran.

"Pull over." she said quietly, not taking her eyes from the image frozen on the screen.

"Huh? Why, is something..."

"Just pull over."

Sara pulled the Hummer off onto the shoulder, and Sylvia got out, then climbed into the passenger seat. Reaching over in front of Sara, she put the car in park, then handed her the phone.

"Press play."

"Holy shit..." Sara muttered as she pressed the arrow in the center of the screen, and the video started playing. "How did she..."

"I don't know. But I'm gonna ask, that's for damn sure." Sylvia said as she reached over and restarted the video.

They watched together as the cock throbbed once, twice, then spurted out a burst of cum three feet long, followed by another, then another, each as large as the first. Julie could be heard speaking softly in the background, but they couldn't make out what she was saying because of the pitiful moaning sounds Gage was making as she stroked his cock lazily.

The clip ended as abruptly as it began, and they looked at each other, then burst out laughing.

(-)

"You're back with me. Are you okay?" Julie asked softly. She stretched out beside him, laying her head on his shoulder as she ran her hand lightly over his stomach. She smiled as she looked at the erection rising up from between his legs.

"Yeah." He grunted, turning to look at her. "How long was I out? I saw a flash of light, then you were shaking me."

"You were out for about fifteen minutes." She told him. "What we did took alot out of you. But you were wonderful, I couldn't have asked for a better performance. Now there's only one more thing I need to do..."

"Oh god." He groaned as she slid over on top of him, straddling his hips as her hand grasped his cock.

"Shhhhhhh. I'm just going to put it in me. I won't move, I promise." She whispered as she fitted the fat knob between the lips of her pussy, then pressed down, sighing as she felt him start to enter her. Laying out over him, she kissed his chest, his shoulder, his neck, working her way up as she settled over him. "I love you. Now rest, and let me hold you."

"Ho...how was this diff..."

"I wasn't domming you, I was pleasuring you. You let me do something for you, and you enjoyed it, I could tell." She said softly. "I wanted you to enjoy it, and it made me so happy to be able to show you pleasure like that."

"Wh...where did you learn something like that?"

"The prostate massage? I read about it in a book, and it sounded interesting." She told him. "So I went looking for videos on it." 

He nodded, opening one eye to look at her.

"Can I want it again?" He asked softly. 

"In a couple of weeks." She said quietly. "Now rest, you earned it."

(-)

Wednesday

"Your birthday was last week, wasn't it?" Sara asked Wilbur as she stepped back from the post she'd been holding steady. "You turned eighteen, so yer a man now."

"Yes ma'am." He grunted, putting the sledgehammer down and leaning it against the post. "My pa got me a truck, and it only took me a couple days to get it runnin'. Now I won't have to walk or wait for you to come get me when you got somethin' fer me ta do."

"Well that's probably gonna come in handy." Sara laughed, wiping her forehead with her sleeve. "I'm gonna be wantin' you here everyday for the rest of the week, so that'll make things easier. Unless you think yer pa would let you stay over..."

"No ma'am, he'd never go fer that." He laughed, lifting his t-shirt and wiping his face with the bottom of it. "He don't like that I spend as much time here as I do. He says it makes me fall behind on my chores. If you didn't pay me so good..."

Sara stared at the boys rippling abs as he wiped his face, and her pussy fluttered in her tight jeans. She felt a small spurt of girl cum soak into her panties, making her gasp.

"You okay, ma'am? You look a might flushed." He said as he dropped his shirt, shaking his head and making a halo of sweat fly around him.

"It's just hotter than hell out here." Sara laughed, grinning at him. "Let's go in the house, and get somethin' cool to drink. How's that sound to ya?"

"Best idea I heard all day." He grinned back, following as she walked toward the house.

Wilbur felt his cock getting hard as he watched her tight little ass swing back and forth as she walked. He put his hand in his pocket and tried to push it down, then pretended he was hitching his pants up as she turned and smiled at him, holding the door open.

"I gotta get somethin' outta the office." She said as she crossed the kitchen. "There's tea in the fridge, why don't you pour us both a glass?"

"Yes ma'am." He muttered, sighing with relief that she hadn't noticed his hard-on. He got a couple of glasses out of the cabinet, then got the tea from the fridge. He was pouring a glass when she came back into the room.

"I got a little somethin' for you. I'm sorry I wasn't here to give it to you on your birthday." She said as she pulled a flat red box with a white ribbon tying it shut from behind her back. She handed it to him as she picked up a glass of tea and took a sip from it.

She watched him take a drink of his tea, then a bigger one. He emptied the glass and sat it down before he looked at the box.

"You didn't hafta get me nuthin', ma'am. I..."

"I just wanted to show you how much I enjoy having you around." She said lightly. "I think we've meant alot to each other over the last few years."

"Yes ma'am." He grinned, blushing furiously. He looked down at the box in his hand, then back at her.

"Go ahead, open it." She smiled.

Wilbur untied the ribbon and sat it on the table, then took the lid off. The only thing inside was a folded piece of paper. He looked up at her, then took the paper from the box and opened it.

It was a note in a delicate script that read: 'I'm wearing them today. If you want them, you'll have to take them off of me.'

He stared at the note, then looked up at her, his eyes going wide when he saw that her shirt was open to the waist, and he could see her breasts through the damp, lacy cups of her bra. He gulped, his adams apple working in his throat as his mouth suddenly went dry.

"I think we've been playin' around long enough, don't you, Wilbur?" She said softly, then turned and started for the door. "I'll be in my room. Be a good boy and bring my tea, would you?"

"Ye...yes ma'am." He sputtered, staring after her. 

Picking up the pitcher, he poured another glass, and gulped half of it down quickly, then topped it off and picked hers up off the table. He walked slowly through the doorway, then down the short hall to her bedroom.

Sara was sitting on the bed, her shirt open, and the front of her jeans undone. She smiled up at him, motioning toward the dresser.

"Sit those down over there." She said as she lifted one foot and held it out. "Then you can help me with my boots."

"Yes ma'am." He said, not believing what he was seeing. He'd never seen her act this way, but he knew she left her panties out for him when he came over, and he prayed that what was happening wasn't just another wet dream he'd wake up from with the sheets wet and sticky with his cum.

He sat the glasses on the dresser then knelt in front of her, taking the heel of her boot in one hand, putting the other under the toe. He pulled her boot off, then repeated the process on the other one when she lifted her foot.

Smiling softly, she turned on the bed and unzipped her jeans, then lifted her legs. She looked over at him as he knelt beside the bed.

"Well?" She said playfully. "You don't think you're done unwrapping your present do you?"

"No ma'am." He muttered as he got to his feet and knelt on the side of the bed. He moved down to the end and grasped the bottoms of her pants legs and started pulling them down slowly. He watched wide-eyed as she lifted her hips and pushed them down over her legs, being careful to leave her panties in place.

Her jeans came off easily, and he laid them off to the side as he looked down at her.

"Now you. I'm gettin' a present today too." She grinned. "Strip down. I wanna see skin Wilbur."

He nodded and rolled over onto his back, kicking off his boots as he pushed his jeans and underwear down, then off over his legs, He rolled back up onto his knees as he jerked his t-shirt off over his head. He was naked in less than twenty seconds.

"Go ahead." She purred as she stared at his trim, muscular body. "Take 'em off. I got 'em real wet for you today."

He blushed as looked up at her. 

"Yo...you knew?" He said as he ran his fingers slowly up over her legs.

"Oh yeah. I knew when you took a pair of my panties home with you that first time." She giggled as she felt his fingers grasping the strings of her panties. She lifted her hips as he started pulling them down. "And you was only fifteen too."

"You uh...you ain't mad?" He asked as he pulled her panties down, then off over her legs.

"Huh uh. I liked knowin' that you were jerkin' off thinkin' about me." She said, letting her legs fall open. "Did you ever think about fuckin' me while you sniffed my panties?"

"Oh god." He groaned, staring down between her legs. "Yes ma'am. I'd lay on my bed and pretend you was sittin' up over me, an' I'd be holdin' yer panties to my face so I could smell yer pussy. Then you'd move down, real slow like, and put your hand around my cock and guide me up into you..."

"Oh fuck, Wilbur! That is so hot!" She moaned, opening her legs wider. "Is that what you thought about when you jerked off into my panties?"

"You uh...you knew about that too?" He asked staring down at her.

"Uh huh. But I wanna know somethin." She said slowly.

"Wh...what's that ma'am?" He asked.

"Where do you want to cum today? In my panties...or in my pussy?" She smiled. "I'll let you pick."

"I'd rea...really like to uh...cum in yer pussy ma'am." He gushed, still unable to believe what was happening.

"Then come on down here." She said, holding her arms out to him.

Sliding up between her legs, he put his hands on either side of her, supporting his weight on stiff arms. His stone hard cock jutted out over her belly, twitching and jerking.

"You ever done this before, Wilbur?" She asked softly, running her fingers lightly over his almost hairless chest.

"Uh, no ma'am. I..."

"Shhhhhh, it's okay, I'll help you." She whispered, her hand moving down to grasp his cock. "If you want the truth, I'm glad I'm gettin' yer cherry. S'only fair, since we kinda been fuckin' anyway, if ya know what I mean..."

Wilbur groaned at the first touch of her fingers, and his cock throbbed powerfully in her hand. He pushed his hips down as she pulled him toward her, and he looked down, watching as she rubbed the swollen purple knob up and down between the cream coated lips.

"Watch Wilbur, I'm gonna put it in my pussy now." She panted as she rocked her hips up at him, pulling him closer at the same time. The thick knob of his cock pressed against the tight opening of her sex, and she moaned softly. "Push down a little Wilbur. Just one little push is all it's gonna take now."

"Oh god." Wilbur groaned as he watched his cockhead slip between the lips of her pussy, then disappear inside her. His cock throbbed as her warm wetness enveloped him, and he could feel his balls quivering as they pulled up under the shaft. "I uh...oh shit, I'm gonna..."

"It's okay, honey, I want you to." She purred as she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper into her. Her arms wrapped around his back, and she pulled him down onto her. "Let me do it, you just lay on me and enjoy it, okay?"

He nodded into her shoulder as she started rocking him slowly on top of her, then groaned deep in his throat as he felt his balls twitch, his cum rushing up the shaft of his cock.

"That's it Wilbur, cum in me. Shoot all that hot cum you've been leaving in my panties in my pussy, where it belongs." She purred, her heels digging into his asscheeks, moving him faster over her, making his cock plunge deeper into her.

"You wanna know something, sweetie?" She giggled in his ear as she writhed under him. "I sucked every load you left in my panties out of 'em while I played with myself, pretendin' you were fuckin' me. God, I came so good thinkin' about your cock in my hot little pussy, fuckin' me, fillin' me..."

"Oh shit." He grunted, raising up on his forearms and slamming his hips down, burying his cock balls deep in her, then pulling back and thrusting again. He fucked into her frantically, his cock almost coming out, but she just tightened her legs around him so he couldn't pull out to far.

"That's right, Wilbur. You go right ahead and empty those big ol' balls in me baby, then we'll take a little nap, or go take a nice hot shower. After that, I'm gonna teach you anything you wanna know about makin' a woman happy." She whispered. "How's that sound to you?"

"Like I done died and gone to heaven." Wilbur laughed as he slowed his frantic fucking.

"You ain't seen heaven yet you beautiful boy. But I'm gonna show it to you." She laughed, pulling him down on her. "Guaran-damn-teed..."

(-)

"Do you think I'm pretty, Wilbur?" Sara asked him as she ran a washcloth slowly across his chest. She shook her head as she admired the lean muscles lining his chest and stomach. "I think yer beautiful. Yer built like one o' them Greek statues, or somethin'."

"Thank you, ma'am." Wilbur laughed, lifting his arms as she moved the washcloth around his side, pushing it into his armpit. "I think yer the prettiest thing I ever laid eyes on." 

He lowered his arms and turned as she reached around him, running the washcloth up and down over his back.

"I spent hours starin' at yer tight little ass, hopin' you wouldn't notice." He chuckled. "I always looked forward to it gettin' hot, cuz you'd wear a t-shirt or better yet, a tank top. When yer shirt got wet, I could see yer titties through yer bra, or see the muscles on yer back...I'd jerk off five or six times a day durin' the summer just thinkin' about ya."

"Do you like my titties, Wilbur?" She asked, turning him so he was facing her. She turned around and backed up against him, reaching down and taking his hands in hers, guiding them up to cup her breasts. "You don't think they're too small do you?"

"N...no ma'am." Wilbur panted as he squeezed and molded the small, firm globes in his hands. "They're like the rest o' ya, tight and compact. Yer like a little piece o' heaven god done dropped in my backyard."

"Mmmmmm, ain't you the sweet talker." She laughed, leaning back into him. She giggled as he ran one hand down over the rippled expanse of her stomach, his other hand gliding gently over her breasts. "But I think you was lying to me, Wilbur. You weren't no virgin, there ain't no way you learned to touch a woman like yer touchin' me right now, witho..."

"Yer the first woman I ever laid my hands on, I swear." Wilbur whispered as he nuzzled her neck. "But I done it fer hours in my dreams. I'd close my eyes, an' I could feel you against me. I bet I know every inch of you like..."





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"Be careful, Wilbur. You almost sound like yer in love with me or somethin'." She said softly, bringing her hand up and stroking his cheek. "But now that you got the real thing in yer hands, does it live up to yer dreams?"

"This is a dream come true, so the dreams I had before don't even compare." He said, moving his hands down and turning her to face him. "But I been in love with you since the first time I saw you, Sara."

"Damn, you really know how to sweep a girl off her feet, don'tcha Wilbur?" She said softly as she looked into his eyes. 

Reaching up, she cupped his face in her hands and drew him down to her. She kissed him softly, teasing her tongue lightly across his lips, smiling as she felt his mouth opening. Her kisses became more passionate as he responded, and she ground her body against his as he pulled her tighter to him.

"You uh...you know what yer supposed to do now, right?" She said huskily as she finally broke away.

"I think I can figure it out." He said as he scooped her up in his arms and headed for the bedroom.

(-)

Sylvia was naked, laying on her side in the middle of the bed, her head resting in her hand, one leg drawn up behind the other. She smiled at them as they came into the room.

"Shit, I forgot all about her." Sara muttered as Wilbur came to a sudden stop just inside the doorway.

She looked up at him, and started to smile when she saw that he was staring at Sylvia.

"Do you like her, Wilbur?" she asked softly. "It's okay, I brought her for you. Her name is Sylvia, and I thought you might..."

"No shit?" He said, grinning down at her.

"Yup, but before you take another step, you gotta tell me somethin'." She said playfully. "Do you think she's prettier than me?"

"Nope. Yer still the prettiest thing I ever seen." He said as he walked over and tossed her on the bed, then scrambled up behind her. He grabbed her legs and spread them wide as he grinned at her. "But she's a close second...real close."

Dropping to his stomach between her legs, he moved up till his nose brushed against the clean shaved cleft of her pussy. Spreading her legs wider apart, he inhaled deeply, then rubbed his face back and forth slowly.

"Now this is fuckin' heaven." He muttered as he pressed his mouth to her pussy, kissing it gently. He smiled and looked up at her as she reached down and spread the lips of her pussy with her fingers.

"You ready for a taste of the real thing, Wilbur?" Sara giggled.

"Yes ma'am." He panted as his hands slid under her, cupping her asscheeks, lifting her as he planted his mouth on the blossoming lips of her pussy.

"Oh god! You did this alot in yer dreams, didn't you, Wilbur?" Sara gasped as he started eating her hungrily.

Wilbur nodded as he dragged his tongue up the length of her pussy slit, lapping up droplets of her juices. When he reached the apex of her sex, he ran his tongue slowly around the oversized nub of her clit, then sucked it into his mouth, lashing it with his tongue. He grunted as he felt it start growing between his lips, and he started sucking on it hungrily.

"Well, it don't look like that jumbo sized clit of your's is gonna be a problem. I think he likes it." Sylvia giggled.

"Oh fuck, that's perfect, Wilbur." She groaned, ignoring her and putting her hands on the back of his head, rocking her hips up at him. She ground his face into her pussy as he sucked harder on her clit, his tongue darting and dancing over the sensitive surface. "Suck it, Wilbur! Suck my fuckin' clit, baby! Oh god! Yo...yer gonna..."

She stiffened, her ass arching up off the bed as she started cumming, then whined pitifully as he pulled his mouth off her clit and plastered his lips to the puffy pink lips of her pussy.

He started sucking hungrily at her quivering cunt slit, spreading the lips apart with his fingers so he could stab his tongue up inside her. He was making loud snorting and snuffling noises as he alternated swabbed his tongue around over the outside, then stabbed it inside, sucking noisily the whole time.

Sara screamed when he brought his hand up and started kneeding her clit between his fingers, stroking it like a small cock. She writhed and jerked under the combined oral and digital assault, staring down at him in awe as he ate her with single-minded intent.

Wilbur groaned into the sopping wet slit of her pussy as he licked, kissed, and sucked at her in a frenzy. The taste of her juices, fresh from her cumming cunt channel were driving him crazy, and his cock was so hard under him, he had to get up on his knees to relieve the pressure on it.

Tears were running down Sara's cheeks as waves of pleasure beat at her senses. She gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head as he moved his mouth back up onto her clit, and started pumping his mouth up and down over it.

He started humming as he pressed her clit to the roof of his mouth with his tongue, glancing up at her as he twisted his head from side to side, his lips tightening and loosening over the swollen stalk of her clit.

Moving one hand up, he dragged his fingertips over the cream coated inner lips of her pussy, then pressed two fingers against the tight opening.

"No! Oh god, ple..." Sara screeched, pushing him away roughly as she rolled to one side, and fell off the bed.

Wilbur and Sylvia crawled over to the edge of the bed and looked down at her.

Sara was curled in up in a fetal position, her hands between her legs as spasm after spasm continued to wrack her body. She shook her head, her eyes squeezed shut as she whimpered softly.

"Pl...please,no...no more. I...I...oh god...please stop." She whispered, shivering as another wave of climaxes surged over her.

"Damn, I never saw her do that before, and I eat her out alot." Sylvia muttered as she glanced over at Wilbur. "You um...you think you could...uh, maybe do that to..."

"Yes ma'am." Wilbur grinned as he raised up, turning to look at her.

"Um, on second thought, I think I got a better idea." Sylvia said softly as she stared between his legs.

Reaching down, she wrapped her fingers around his cock, and started stroking it slowly.

"This is a nice dick you got here, Wilbur." She said, bringing her eyes up to meet his. "Not too big, and not too small, and it's really hard too. You wanna put this bad boy where it'll do us both a lotta good?"

"Yes ma'am. I'd like that alot." He grinned as he knee walked closer to her. His hands came up, cupping the fleshy mounds of her tits, squeezing and molding them with his fingers. "But uh, would you mind keepin' up what yer doin' fer a spell? That feels really fuckin' good."

"You like this, huh?" She laughed, tightening her fingers around his cock. She started stroking it slowly, changing her grip on the steel hard shaft as she moved her hand up and down over it. "Tell me what feels good, Wilbur. I just want you make you feel good, sweetie."

"Oh god, just havin' you touch me is...I ain't never had a girl touch my willy like this before ma'am." He moaned, humping his cock through her fist as she caressed it gently. "Now I got a purty girl like you makin' it feel like..."

"Tell me if it gets to feeling too good, okay Wilbur?" She murmured as she moved closer to him. She rubbed the head of his cock into the soft swell of her tummy, leaving a sticky trail of his pre-cum on her skin as she dragged it back and forth. "You don't want to cum in my hand do you? It's okay if you do, but I can think of lots of other ways that'll feel alot better."

Reaching up with her free hand, she pulled one of his down, guiding it between her legs.

"Touch me like I'm touching you, Wilbur. It's not fair that you're having all the fun here." She giggled, then sighed as his fingers started moving between her legs. 

Spreading her legs wider to give him room, she put her arm around him and pulled him closer, mashing her tits into his chest. "Can you feel how wet I am, Wilbur? That means that you can put your dick in me anytime you want, I'm ready whenever you are. I can't wait to feel this big fuckin' cock filling up my pussy, fucking me, making me cum when you shoot all your hot jizz in me."

She moaned as she felt his finger slip into her pussy, and she humped down at it, trying to get as much of the stiff digit into her as she could. 

"Am I...you know...doin' it right, ma'am?" He panted, moving his hand off her tit and reaching around to grab the cheek of her ass. Pulling her tighter against him, he started humping at her, stabbing his cock into the soft flesh of her belly.

"You're doin' just fine, baby. But if you're gonna move like that, I need to do this." She said, lifting his cock and pressing the underside against her stomach. She started moving up and down, and from side to side as her fingers danced over the length of his cock.

"Oh fuck...I uh...I think I better stick it in..." He grunted as he pulled her harder against him, pumping his cock roughly against her.

"Thank god!" Sylvia moaned as she pushed him away and dove onto the bed. She got up on her knees, supporting her upper body on her forearms as she looked back at him over her shoulder. "You ever done it this way, sweetie?"

"Uh, no ma'am...I only done it the once with..."

"That's okay, just come over here behind me, and let me...yeah, that's good. Now let me..." She said softly as she reached between her legs and took his cock between her fingers, lining it up with her pussy.

"Give it a little push, hon." She said softly as she rocked her ass back at him. She could feel his cockhead spreading the lips of her pussy as she moved against him, the tip poking into the tight opening. "Get a little closer, and stick it in. Oh shit, it feels so good already...would you just fucking stick it in for god's sake?"

Wilbur put his hands on her hips, drawing her back slowly as he pushed his hips forward. He groaned as he felt the wet heat of her pussy around his cock, but he resisted the impulse to slam his cock into her. Pulling back slowly, he eased his cock out, then pushed it back in, feeding her an inch of prick meat at a time. Without realizing it, he was fucking her with the teasingly slow strokes that she loved, but he sensed that she liked what he was doing, because her pussy was clasping and quivering wildly around him.

"Oh god, that's wonderful, Wilbur." She moaned, rocking her ass back at him, trying to get more of his cock in her. "Deeper...give me all of it, Wilbur. I want to feel your whole cock in my pussy! Oh god...it feels so fucking good!"

Wilbur inched closer so his thighs were touching hers, then started moving his hips back and forth, leaning over her as he fed more of his cock into her spasming cunt channel. Grasping the fleshy mounds of her hips, he pulled her back at him in time with his own movements.

"Holy shit! I'm fuckin' ya ma'am." He chortled as he started moving faster. "I'm really doin' it! Goddamn, this is really fuckin' kewl!"

"And you're doin' it just right!" Sylvia moaned, shaking her ass as she humped it back at him. "Keep it up! Just like that, don't change a thing! Oh god, please keep doing it like that!"

Laying her head on her forearm, she moved her other hand down between her legs. She started to put her fingers on her clit, but stopped when she felt the wiry hairs on his balls brush over the back of her hand. Moving her hand a little further back, she wrapped her fingers around his ball sac, closing them in a loose ring around it.

Wilbur moaned as she squeezed his balls, and humped forward, driving his cock balls deep into her. Sylvia grunted, then squeezed his balls again, making him slam his cock into her even harder.

The fiery heat and tightness off her clasping cunt channel were having an effect on him, and he started moving faster, responding to his bodies natural impulses. He pushed her away as he pulled back, then pulled her back as he pushed forward, increasing the speed of his movements on every stroke. Within seconds, his ass was moving at a frantic pace, his cock a blur as it plowed in and out of her.

"Oh shit! Wh...what are you do...doing ba...back th...there?" Sylvia grunted, squeezing his balls, massaging them gently in an effort to get him to slow down. She could feel his cock throbbing powerfully as he plunged it into her with faster, harder strokes. She knew that if he kept up this pace, he was going to cum long before she was ready. Thinking quickly, she let go of his balls and flopped forward onto the bed, making his cock pull free of her pussy.

"Oh shit! What happened?" Wilbur asked in confusion. He grabbed his cock, and started pounding on it furiously, hunching his hips forward as he threw his head back. "Oh fuck, it hurts...gotta unload..."

"Stop that!" Sylvia hissed, smacking his hand off his cock. "You were gonna cum to soon, so I stopped you. There's something else I want you to try...here, gimme a sec, and I'll show you."

Getting back up on her knees, she grabbed a couple pillows and stuffed them under her, then sprawled out on them. Reaching back, she spread the cheeks of her ass as she looked back at him.

"Come on, stick that big fuckin' cock in here, sweetie." She purred, shaking her ass at him.

"You want me to put it in yer butt?" His asked, not sure he had heard her right. 

"Yes!" She moaned, scooting back toward him, then reaching back to grab his cock, guiding it to her back passage. She pressed the thick knob into the wrinkled pink ring of her asshole, then humped back on it, forcing it through the tight opening. 

"Oh god, that feels so good." She groaned, shimmying back a little more, then rocking back and forth, making his cock slip a little deeper inside her.

"You got my dick in yer ass." He muttered as he stared down at the thick shaft of his cock. Almost half of it was buried in the puckered pink ring of her asshole, and he started to pull back, trying to get it out. "That ain't right...yer not suppo..."

"Shhhhh, it's okay, Wilbur." Sara said softly, coming up behind him, blocking his retreat with her body. "It's okay, yer not gonna hurt her. She loves havin' a nice hard cock like yours fuckin' her up her butt. Just relax, and let her get it in. It'll feel good, and you'll like it, I promise."

"Nah, that ain't right." Wilbur said, shaking his head as he stared down at Sylvia's ass. "My pa says only perverts and faggots do it like that. An' she don't look like no pervert. She sure as hell ain't no faggot!"

"Don't bet on that, big boy." Sara laughed as she put her arms around him, grabbing Sylvia's hips and pulling back on them as she leaned into him. Pushing her hips into his, she pulled back on Sylvia's, forcing another inch of his cock into her asshole. "Just wait till you see how she eats my pussy...she's one perverted little faggot, lemme tell ya."

"Oh fuck, give it to me you little bastard." Sylvia grunted, jamming her ass back at him. She moaned as another inch of his cock plowed into her. Getting up on her elbows, she started rocking back and forth so his cock slipped in and out of her. She pushed back toward him, trying to get more of his stiff cock into her ass. "Oh god, it feels so good, Wilbur. Your cock feels so fucking good in my asshole. Oh shit, fuck me...please...I need it, I want your cock so bad..."

"See, I told you she loves it." Sara whispered as she pressed against him, providing the force behind his movements. "Fuck her with me. She loves it. She wants it. Does it feel good to you yet? Her asshole is alot tighter than her pussy, I bet it feels great suckin' and squeezin' around yer dick."

"It feels like it's gonna tear my willy right off." He muttered, still staring at his cock plugging her asshole. He put his hands on her hips again, and started moving in time with Sara's slow movements. He watched as more of his cock disappeared into the puckered pink ring of her asshole, until finally, his balls were rubbing into the warm, wet crease of her pussy.

"Good goin', Wilbur. You got it in to the balls." Sara laughed softly, wrapping her arms around him and running her hands up and down over his chest. "Now fuck her. Pull it out about halfway, then stick it back in nice and slow. She likes it slow at first, then harder when she's gonna cum. Just follow her lead, she'll tell you what she wants, she ain't the least bit shy about that."

"Okay, I guess yer right." He said grudgingly. He started stroking slowly, feeding half his cock into her ass, then pulling back slowly, moaning as the slick inner muscles worked on his cock meat like a wringer. "Damn, this don't feel half bad. My pa's gonna shit when he hears he was..."

"I don't think this is somethin' you need to go tellin' yer pa about. But if you do, make sure you gimme enough time to get outta town first." Sara laughed, letting him go now that he seemed comfortable fucking Sylvia on his own. She leaned close, bringing her lips up close to his ear.

"Yer doin' fine here sweetie, so I'm gonna let you do it fer yerself. You just do like I told you, follow her lead, and do what she tells ya, and you'll be fine." She said softly. She kissed his neck, then nibbled on his ear lobe. "Would uh...would it freak you out if I uh...she eats pussy really good, Wilbur, an' I wanna feel her mouth on mine while I watch you fuck her. I'm the only one not gettin' any action, and I'm gettin' kinda horny..."

"Goddamn, I didn't know you was into all this weird shit, ma'am." Wilbur grunted as he felt his cock throb in Sylvia's asshole. He started moving faster, driving his cock in deeper on every stroke. "It's fuckin' hot, if ya want the truth. Can uh...can I watch you...her, doin'...you know..."

"Does thinkin' about watchin' another girl lick my pussy turn you on, Wilbur?" Sara laughed as she crawled across the bed, sliding into position in front of Sylvia. 

She stopped suddenly, smiling up at him. 

"Shit, I forgot to ask what you thought of the rest of yer birthday present." She laughed. "Do you like her?"

"Hell yeah!" He laughed. "She's a hefty little heifer, that's fer damn sure, but she sure as shit knows how to make a fella feel wanted. She was givin' me a handjob like nuthin' I ever..."

"Oh for god's sake, would you two shut the fuck up, and fuck me!" Sylvia whined, raising her head and looking back over her shoulder.

"You...slow down. Stick it all the way in, then pull it halfway out...then rinse and repeat until I tell you different." She told Wilbur.

She turned and looked up at Sara, a smile spreading across her face.

"You bring that pretty little pussy over here where I can get at it. I wanna suck that big ol' girl cock of your's till you can't see straight."

Sara grinned at Wilbur as she scooted forward, spreading her legs as she laid back, pulling a pillow under her head.

"A girl'd have to be stupid to turn down an offer like that, huh Wilbur?"

"Yes ma'am...I got dibs after her...that's one tasty beaver you got there, I swear to god..."

(-)

"Call yer pa an' tell him yer stayin' over for the night, maybe the next one too." Sara said as she flipped a steak on the grill, then flipped the other two. She lowered the heat, then turned to look at him. "When he says no, or starts to give you shit, tell him I want to talk to him."

"Yes ma'am." He said as he dug his phone out of his pocket. He dialed a number, and winced, holding the phone away from his ear when his father answered.

"Oh for god's sake, give me that." She said as she came over, holding her hand out for the phone. Wilbur handed it to her, and she blew him a kiss as she lifted it to her ear.

"Fred? Sara Dawson." She said lightly. "I just wanted to let ya know that I'm gonna be keepin' Wilbur over at my place for the next couple ni..."

She held the phone away from her ear, waiting till the volume dropped a little.

"Hey Fred, you wanna shut the fuck up for a minute?" She said casually. "I don't give a good goddamn if you ain't got nobody else to do chores around yer place. If you wasn't so fuckin' cheap, you might get some hands to stick around more'n a few days...yeah...no I ain't..."




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She held the phone away from her ear again, shaking her head as she looked at it.

"What an asshole." She muttered. "He is, without a doubt, the cheapest sumbich I ever met. Been like that since I known him."

She noticed that the volume on the other end had gone down again, and she brought the phone back to her ear.

"Is it my turn to talk again, Fred?" She asked, then waited a moment before she spoke again. "What's he gonna be doin'? Well, not that it's any of yer business Fred, but he's gonna be fuckin' me. I after I got done poppin' his cherry, he spent the next three hours fuckin' my brains out. An' lemme tell ya Fred, yer boy eats pussy like he was born to it. He's almost as good as Reverend Hall...yeah, I know, that's why I said it...yeah, he was that good...ask Gracie, I seen her hanging around down at the church more'n a few times, and she sure as shit wasn't prayin'."

She paused, listening for a long moment, nodding from time to time.

"Okay...yeah, I got steaks cookin' right now...yeah, I'll make sure he gets a couple hours sleep 'fore I send him home." She said, rolling her eyes as she listened again. "No Fred...hey Fred, you can kiss my ass if you think I'm gonna pay you a stud fee for fucking yer boy. In the first place, you can't count high enough to keep track o' how many times he bones me. Shit, I'm the one he was fuckin', and I ain't sure how many times he did it, I think I passed out a couple times...yeah...no, I'm not kiddin', he's that fuckin' good. Alright, I'm leaving Saturday mornin', so he should be home 'fore noon...yeah, okay...here he is."

"He wants to talk to you." She said, holding the phone out to Wilbur.

He took it reluctantly, and brought it gingerly up to his ear.

"Uh...yeah, pa?" He said in a tentative voice.

He listened for a moment, brightening visibly by the second.

"Yes sir...yeah, she did...yeah, she did that too...uh, I dunno what that is pa...no sir, we ain't done that yet." He said as he paced back and forth across the kitchen. "Uh, I uh...I'm gonna have to ask her...yeah, gimme a second..."

Wilbur took the phone away from his ear and held his hand over the microphone. He blushed as he looked over at Sara.

"What's he wanna know Wilbur?" She asked, crossing her arms in front of her. "I can't believe he asked his own boy what we been doin'. What an asshole."

"He uh...he wants to know what kinda birth control yer usin', like if yer on..."

She glanced over at Sylvia, then back over at Wilbur.

"Tell him I ain't on the pill, and you ain't stickin' yer dick in me with no fuckin' rubber on it. I like it skin on skin. So if you knock me up, which the odds are about five to one for, since I'm ovulatin', yer gonna have to marry me, and make me an honest woman."

"Shit Sara, I can't tell him that! He'll kill me just for sayin' it." Wilbur said, turning pale as the blood drained from his face.

"Then tell him whatever you want, I don't give a fuck." She said as she turned back to the stove. She took the steaks off the grill and piled them on a plate, then turned off the grill and leaned back against the counter.

"You were uh...kidding, right? About you ovula..." Sylvia asked, looking at her closely.

Sara shook her head, not looking at her as she listened to Wilbur talking to his father.

"Uh, pa? She says she's on the pill, but she's got a whole box o' them fancy assed rubbers with the little bubble on the end and the bumps'n shit on the outside...yeah, them...no, they're kinda tight, and they don't roll all the way down...yeah, I got a couple inches o' dick left after I put it on...really? Kewl...okay...yeah, I know...see ya Saturday. Bye pa..."

He hit the disconnect button and slipped the phone in his pocket as he looked over at Sara. She met his eyes, and they stared at each other for a long moment.

Wilbur was the first to break the silence.

"Come here, hon." He said quietly, standing in the middle of the kitchen with his hands in his back pockets.

Sara walked over, looking up at him as she stopped in front of him. She didn't say anything, she just waited for him to speak.

"This here is one hell of a birthday present, ya know?" He said after a moment.

"Yeah." She replied, still looking up at him.

"You sure this is what you want? I ain't the smartest guy around, an' I can carry my fortune in my pocket. A woman like you...you gotta have somethin' better than..."

Sara held her finger to his lips, silencing him. She smiled as she put her arms around him.

"You're the man I want...it didn't hit me till I was away from you. I felt, I dunno...it felt like..." She paused, trying to find the right words.

"Like there was a hole in yer heart, or a piece of yer soul was missin'." Wilbur said, nodding his understanding. "I been feelin' that fer years, every time I left you here and went home. But I never thought you..."

"I think I figured out how I felt last year, but I didn't see any point in sayin' anything since I had to wait till you was legal anyway." Sara said. "But you're okay with this? I wasn't gonna try to trick you, or make you..."

Wilbur put his finger to her lips, making her smile as she stopped in mid-sentence.

"It looks like this is a day for dreams to come true." He said softly, putting his arms around her. "I gotta tell..."

He stopped when Sylvia got up and walked out of the room. They both stared after her, then looked at each other.

"I uh...I need to go talk to her." Sara said softly, taking his hands in hers. "There's more you haven't heard yet...it's complicated...can you give me a min..."

"Yeah, I knew she was more than just a birthday present." He said. "Go on, we got time...but I think she needs you right now."

"Thanks...I'll be right back."

"I'm okay." Sylvia said as Sara came up behind her. She was standing at the window, looking out at the tree line in the distance. She looked back over her shoulder, a small smile on her face. "Really, I just thought you guys might want some alone time..." 

"That's bullshit, and you know it, Syl." Sara said softly as she put her arms around her and rested her cheek against her back. "Talk to me. Please? We've shared everything for the last few months. I though you understood, and were okay with what I wanted to do..."

"So did I." Sylvia said softly. "But then you dropped your little bombshell, and that got pretty fuckin' real, pretty fuckin' fast."

"I'm sorry. I should have said somethi..."

"Yeah, you should have." Sylvia said as she eased out of Sara's arms and walked over to the bed. She started straightening the sheets, then stopped and looked up at her. "It didn't occur to you during the fourteen hour ride down here to mention that you were planning on getting this kid to knock you up? For god's sake, Sara! What the hell were you thinking?"

"I don't know...I spent days tryin' to..."

"It doesn't matter. We're here, it's happening, let's just make sure we do it right." Sylvia said as she turned and started for the door. She stopped just before she reached it, and turned to look at Sara. "Give me fifteen minutes, then come join us, okay?"

"What are you gonna do, Syl?" Sara asked, taking a step toward her.

"No, you stay here. Give me fifteen minutes, then come join us." Sylvia said, then turned and walked out.

"Hey, sorry about that...we just had something we had to get worked out." She said as she walked into the kitchen. She went over and took his hand, leading him over to the door. "Come on, I think we need to talk. Why don't you show me around the place while we get to know each other."

(-)

When Sara came into the kitchen thirteen minutes later, it was empty. She looked out the window toward the driveway, sighing with relief when she saw that both her Hummer and Wilbur's pickup were still there. Her eyes swept the yard quickly, but she didn't see them till the second pass.

Sylvia was sitting in front of Wilbur as he leaned back against a post in the big riding ring, the post they had just replaced that morning. She was leaning back into him, her head thrown back, laughing as she tried to stop him from tickling her.

She felt a pang of jealousy stab at her heart, but she pushed it aside. Things could be alot worse, she thought. At least they looked like they were getting along, if she could believe what she was seeing. 

Her breath caught in her throat as she watched Sylvia turn her head up, her hand pulling Wilbur's head down. Their lips met in a kiss that moved from teasing to passionate in the blink of an eye. Her heart began to race as she watched Wilbur's hand slip under her tight t-shirt, cupping her braless breast. She could see his fingers moving under her shirt as he played with her nipple.

Digging her phone out of her pocket, she hit Sylvia's picture on her speed dial, but hit the disconnect button when she heard her ringtone behind her. Scrolling down through the list, she hit Wilbur's number, then held it to her ear as she listened to it ring.

She started to smile as Sylvia held her middle finger up, then turned, and pushed Wilbur onto his back. She knelt between his legs, opening his pants as she smiled up at him. She hadn't looked toward the house, but Sara knew that she knew she was watching them.

Wilbur's cock was already hard when Sylvia pulled it free of his pants, and she dropped her head, taking it into her mouth as she worked his jeans down his legs. Her head bobbed up and down in a fast rhythm, and Sara could tell that he wasn't going to last long the way she was sucking him. She leaned closer to the window when she saw her put her hand between his legs, making him arch up at her. A moment later, he stiffened and threw his head back, putting his hands on her head as he humped up at her. Sara could have sworn that she could hear his moans of pleasure from where she was standing.

Sylvia kept up a steady stroking on his cock, keeping it in her mouth the whole time. Finally, she raised up off of him and got to her feet. She walked quickly toward the house, brushing by Sara as she came through the door. She didn't say a word as she started opening drawers. When she found what she was looking for, she leaned forward, keeping her back to Sara. A moment later, she turned and smiled at her, keeping her hand behind her back.

"Do you really wanna have his baby?" She asked, licking her lips.

Sara nodded, a smile starting to spread across her face.

"Okay." Sylvia said, pulling the turkey baster out from behind her back. "Let's go knock you up."

(-)

Thursday

"I want you to come home with me Wilbur, back to Georgia." Sara said, her head resting on his shoulder as they sat in the porch swing, rocking lazily back and forth. "Murphy's a nice little town, right smack in the middle of a triangle made up by Macon, Augusta, and Savannah. The ranch is mostly done, and the house'll be ready in a couple weeks. We won't be livin' in it much, we're gonna live with Gage, Julie and Syl in the big house down the road..."

"My pa ain't gonna like that, ma'am." Wilbur said. "But you know what? I really don't give a damn. I'm old enough to make up my own mind, and I wanna be with you. I spent enough time dreamin' about you, I ain't about to let you slip through my fingers now."

"Yer a man now, Wilbur. I can hear it in yer voice." Sara said softly. "You already proved it in my bed, now it's time to come work with me, and prove it to the world. That's why I built the new ranch, so you can help Syl run it. You both got things you need to learn. I'm gonna teach you what I know, but the rest you're gonna have to figure out together. But ya'll gonna do fine, I got faith in both of you."

"Miss Sylvia's gonna be running the ranch, ma'am?" He asked, looking down at her. "Why ain't you gonna run it, like you run this one?

Sara sat looking out over the flat open land in front of them. The sun was just starting to peek over the horizon, and she could tell that it was going to be a scorcher of a day just by looking at the color of the sky.

"I got other things I wanna do, Wilbur." She laughed. "Me'n Gage got a business to run, and it looks like Julie may be startin' one up cuz o' somethin' I did, so I'm gonna have to help her fer a while."

"There's lot's o' reasons, but the main one is, I want you two to learn how to do it, so you can teach our kids how to do it when the time comes."

She got to her feet, and stood smiling down at him. She held her hands out, and pulled him to his feet when he took them in his. 

They walked around the porch and went into the kitchen, then down the short hall to her bedroom.

"You see that girl, Wilbur?" She asked as she stopped in front of him, drawing his arms around her waist as she leaned back into him. "That girl is my best friend, and I love her more than anything else in the world. More than you, more than my baby brother, more than our other wife, Julie."

"I still don't unnerstand that...you got two wives and a husband, but you wanna marry me, an' have my baby. That don't make a whole helluva lotta sense, Sara..."

"Wait'll you meet Julie, Wilbur." Sylvia grunted, sitting up and yawning. Her tits pulled up high on her chest as she stretched and smiled over at them. "Julie has more love in her heart than anyone you'll ever meet, and all she wants to do is share it, so she can keep her family happy and safe."

She got out of bed and walked toward them. The muscles of her abs and legs rippled as she walked, and both Sara and Wilbur turned to watch as she undulated across the room to the bathroom.

"She weighed a hundred and eighty-five pounds when I met her four months ago Wilbur, and she was beautiful." Sara said quietly. "Now she weighs one fifty-eight, and she's a goddess. A livin', breathin' amazon goddess. And I get to fuck her...that's why I know there's a god."

"The only complaint I got about her is..."

"Junior is starting to love me more than her." Sylvia laughed from the bathroom.

"And she's got ears like a fuckin' Vulcan, so don't even bother tryin' to whisper around her." Sara muttered.

"Is she serious?" Wilbur laughed. "There ain't no way Junior..."

"Yeah, He's just like every other dumbass male out there." Sara said as she walked over and turned on the lights. "She rubs them big titties in his face all the time, and now he goes to her first when we go out to the barn to do anything."

"He still loves having you on his back more than me, sweetie. That'll never change." Sylvia said over the sound of the toilet flushing as she came out of the bathroom. "He just appreciates a good thing when he sees it."

"But my tits have shrunk two inches and three cup sizes since she started her little body sculpting experiment on me, Wilbur." She said as she picked Sara up, took two steps toward the bed, then tossed her in the air to land flopping on the bed. "I'm down to a forty triple E from a forty-two double F, my waist is down to a twenty-six, from a thirty-two, and my hips have gone from thirty-nine to thirty six inches. I won't bore you with the other assorted measurements."

She crawled slowly up onto the bed, her body moving with the graceful movements of a cat on the hunt as made her way up the bed until she was poised on her hands and knees over Sara.

"But she's just naturally sexier than I am. She's the sexiest woman I know." She said as she stared down at her. "She works that tight little ass without thinking about it, and those tiny titties of hers, those beautiful thirty-two B-cups stand up just as high and as proud as the day they first popped up."

She licked her lips as she leaned closer to her.

"And I swear to god, if she doesn't take me to IHOP, and get me pancakes right now, I will never fuck her again."

Sara burst out laughing, pushing her away and rolling over to the side of the bed.

"Well damn, that was the sexiest fuckin' thing I ever seen in my life." Wilbur muttered.

"Yeah, and if you'da been wearin' pants, you'da cum in 'em." Sara laughed, "I damn near did."

"But I ain't riskin' it, so you get yer ass dressed." She said as she pulled on a pair of jeans, then a t-shirt. "We'll be out in the car. You got two minutes, or you get left."

(-)

"Wilbur, I swear to god, if you don't pull yer head outta your ass and start pullin' your weight, the only thing that's gonna touch your dick for long time is gonna be your own damn hand." Sylvia said as she danced back, barely avoiding a stack of hay bales as they came crashing down.

"I'm sorry Miss Sylvia, I truly am." Wilbur muttered, kicking a bale of hay. "It's just that workin' out here with you is like watchin' a wet t-shirt contest, an' I can't..."

"Well I'm sorry if my tits distract you, Wilbur. It's fuckin' hot out here, that's why both my shirt and my bra are soaking wet." Sylvia said as she bent over, grabbed the wires on a bale and heaved it back up on the stack. "Why don't you get your ass over to the other side of this stack where you can't see me, and maybe you won't keep tryin' to kill me."

"Better yet, why don't you go in the house and cool off for a bit Wilbur." Sara said as she stepped into the barn. She handed Sylvia a glass of tea, then smiled over at Wilbur. "I left a little somethin' on my bed for ya, sweetie. Why don't you go see what it is. Me'n Syl gotta run a little errand, we'll be back in a bit."

Wilbur took off at a trot, and they heard the screen door slam shut behind him a minute later.

"He's fuckin' useless, Sara. He's not watchin' what he's doin', and we've already done three times the work we started with, and we're not half done!" Sylvia said, then gulped down a third of her tea in one swallow. She took a deep breath, and started again. "He can't keep his eyes off my tits and..."

"It ain't just yer tits, Syl. It's yer whole upper body." Sara laughed. "That t-shirt is stuck to your abs on one side, and yer back on the other, and they both ripple every time ya move. It's downright sexy. I'm not surprised he's starin'."

"Whatever." Sylvia said, tipping up her glass and killing it. She sat the glass on a shelf by the door and looked at Sara. "So what's this errand we gotta run? Or was that just bullshit to get rid of him."

"Oh, we got an errand to run alright. I wanna go talk to Barney." Sara laughed, stepping out of the barn and heading for her car. "If we're gonna run a ranch, we're gonna need horses, and he's the best source I know of." 

They'd been on the road less than five minutes when they saw a pickup pulled over on the shoulder with a man leaning over the fender, his head under the hood.

"Sumbich, talk about it rainin' luck." Sara muttered, then grinned over at Sylvia.

"Don't ask no questions, just do what I tell ya." She said as she slowed down. "Take that bra off, an' pinch yer nipples or somethin', see if ya can't make 'em stand up little more. We got about thirty seconds."

Sylvia looked at her, then pulled her arm in through the armholes of her t-shirt and sports bra, then repeated the movement on the other side. Putting her arms back through the sleeves of her t-shirt, she pulled the sports bra over her head, and stuffed it in the glove compartment. She shook her head, then fluffed up her hair and looked over at Sara.

"Okay, now what?" She asked.

"Now we go talk to Wilbur's daddy." Sara grinned as she pulled up behind the pickup. "All you gotta do, is stick those titties in his face and keep him distracted, okay?"

Sylvia grinned and nodded, then opened the door and got out as Sara got out on the other side.

"Hey Fred, truck break down again?" Sara asked as she walked up along side the truck.

"Yeah, fuckin' distributor cap is cracked. Larry Sellers is bringin' one out." He said as he pulled his head out from under the hood. "Sumbich is gonna ch...charge me..."

He stopped talking as Sylvia came around the back of the truck, smiling broadly. She stopped next to the truck and leaned against it, resting her arm on the top of the bed, making her tits stand up under her wet t-shirt.