8 comments/ 206534 views/ 87 favorites Any Chance We Could By: Reindeer58 This began as a NaNoWriMo entry last year and was 51K words long then. It's now over 100K words and growing. A work still in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in two or three day intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. * * * * * * Thursday, September 27. Clack, clack, clack, the distinctive sound of a woman's high heels on a hard surface got my immediate attention. I turned and looked over my shoulder to identify the source. She was just passing behind me on the paved road. Had she been walking on the unpaved path next to the road I would have missed the distinctive sound of her approach. She turned and walked on the concrete sidewalk about ten feet to my right and then stopped. She was greeted by another woman and then lifted a soft-sided case from her shoulder. She rummaged in the case briefly and took out a scorebook, easy to recognize, most baseball/softball score books look the same. Veronica, as I learned her name later, was a very attractive blonde, wearing a suit skirt and a buttoned suit jacket. She was wearing 3 inch high heeled pumps (clack, clack) and light tan hose. She had white collared blouse on under the jacket and her skirt was knee length. It rode up above her knees about four inches as she sat and crossed her legs. Her hair was pulled back into a long pony tail. She was wearing pale red lipstick and small gold hoop earrings. She was dressed as if she had just rushed out of an office and hadn't had time to change on the way to the afternoon game. Her mode of dress was unusual for a lady's softball game, most moms in attendance tended to dress for bleacher sitting in long shorts or long pants, athletic shoes, and comfortable tops. Veronica was seated on a canvas folding chair that had been handed to her by one of the coaches. I slightly turned my chair toward her to attempt to look her yet be unobtrusive about it. This is the first softball game I've attended this season. I don't use a conventional score book, I instead use a program that I have on my PDA. Since I'm not an official score keeper I wouldn't get the official line ups but wing them as the game proceeds. This seemed to me to be the perfect opportunity to meet this striking woman by using the excuse of getting her team line up. I walked over to her, squatted down, put out my hand and said, "Hi, I'm Scott Appleton. Can I copy your lineup to my scorebook?" "Oh, Hi. I'm Veronica Bryce, with a y. Yes you can. Here take it but don't take it away." "Veronica has a y?" "No, Bryce does. Where's your book?" "I use this PDA, would you like to look over my shoulder during the game to see how it works?" "Love to. If it involves something new I'm interested," said Veronica. I carried my chair over and sat next to her, actually a little forward of her so she could see the PDA screen. The position also gave me a rather nice view of her legs. We exchanged our daughter's jersey numbers and positions, they were both infielders. I noticed no ring but asked "Is your husband here?" "Not likely, I haven't seen him since the divorce many years ago. Are you married?" she asked. "No, it was an amicable breakup, and now we're single again." "How'd you score that last play?" she asked. "I called it an error, and you?" "I agree, E6." Veronica and I chatted back and forth for the entire game, her daughter's team won by two runs. "Here's my card with my email address will you send me the results from your PDA?" "Sure, real estate broker. Been doing it long?" I asked. "About eight years," Veronica replied. "Veronica, any chance we could go somewhere for drinks and perhaps dinner? My daughter is driving herself home. What about yours?" "I have to take her home, but I could meet you someplace, you meant this evening didn't you?" "Yes." Wow, I thought, this is great, I've just met this beautiful woman and she's agreed to dinner. Her daughter joined us we stood to walk to her car. Veronica introduced me to Ashley who was a younger spitting image of her mother, down to the blonde pony tail. "Are you guys going somewhere together?" She asked. "Yes, we're going out for drinks and dinner. Where are we going Scott?" Veronica asked "How does Buster's sound?" I said. "Great, Scott, I'll meet you there in say 30 minutes? Gee, that sounded funny," said Veronica. "I'll meet you there?" I asked. "No, 'Great Scott' Sounded like something out of a British mad scientist movie." "Yeah, it did. I'll meet you there. Nice meeting you Ashley." I checked my watch as I got into my car, a Bimmer two-seater convertible. I was going to have about 15 minutes to spare, so I went and bought gas and drove a round-about way to Buster's. I called my daughter Katrina to let her know that I was going out for dinner and that she was on her own again for the evening. "Who with?" she asked. "Veronica Bryce, her daughter, Ashley, played first base for the other team," I replied. "I didn't know you knew anyone on that team." Katrina replied. "I just met her, asked her out, and she agreed to go." "You sound happy about that, I'm glad. Have fun, see you later, but don't be out too late, it's a school night you know." "Yes, dear, love you," I said. "Love you too Dad, bye." I was standing in front of Buster's when Veronica arrived so I walked to the lot and opened her door for her. She flashed her gorgeous legs as she got out, a very pleasant sight! "Hi, handsome," she said. "Why, thank you, you look beautiful yourself. I like your hair down." She still had on the skirt, jacket, and blouse but had taken her sunglasses off. They had been concealing one of her best parts. Her eyes were an iridescent violet – Liz Taylor eyes. I stared too long. "What?" She asked. "Your eyes, they're the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen." "Flatterer. And flattery will get you somewhere." "Really?" I asked. The top of Veronica's head was a bit above my eyes as she stood in front of me in the entryway. I'm six three, so I put her at five eight when barefooted. She turned when the host led us to our table and I noticed her wonderful ass in the tight skirt for the first time. What have I gotten myself into, I thought. This woman is way too gorgeous for me; she's probably going to leave before getting to know me. I sighed, more audibly than I intended and Veronica turned her head back to me and asked "What was that about?" "Just wondering how I got lucky enough to have you agree to come to dinner?" "You're a very handsome man, I don't know any very handsome men, so why not accept?" She said. "Do you hit women?" Veronica asked. Taken aback, I said. "No. Never have, never will." "Well, then I'll stay." As we sat, she said "You strike me as well-educated. Are you?" "Two degrees worth educated, yes, I guess so." "Good, I have two degrees as well. Now that that's out of the way, let's talk about us." "Us?" "Yes, us. Each other. Not as us a couple. What did you think I meant?" "Being a male, I thought as a couple. Rather presumptuous wasn't I?" "Yes, but not surprising. Order me a drink, a nice Chardonnay, if you would. Please." I did so and ordered one of Mr. Busch's finest for myself. "What do you do? How old is your daughter? What's her name? Does she live with you? How tall are you?" "I'm an investment banker, Katrina is eighteen, will be nineteen in November she lives with me for two weeks and then with her mother for two weeks. Thankfully her mother lives not too far away. I'm six feet three. I'm 46 years old, this all my own hair, and I have a fourteen inch cock." "Yeah, and I'm a 36 quad D." "No kidding, that must be one hell of a tight bra you have on right now." "Yeah, I was standing too close to the bathroom mirror one night when I took it off and the rebound off the mirror threw me out the door into the hall. Fourteen inches, how do you measure that?" "From the floor," I replied. "Sorry, Veronica, that was a bit crude. Seriously, the description of your breasts rebounding is a great mental image. Do you want to order or do you want another drink first?" "Another drink, if you'll join me." Veronica then asked. "Hobbies?" "Yes. I'm a rather serious amateur photographer. I've exhibited in several juried shows, received honorable mentions and recognitions and been reviewed in the newspapers." "What do you photograph?" "People. Buildings. Nature." "What kind of people?" Veronica asked. "Women mostly. Candids. Posed glamour shots. Some nudes." "That's interesting. OK, same questions. My answers. I'm 45, Ashley will turn nineteen in February, she lives with me, this is my natural hair color and my real bra size is going to be left to both your imagination and your perseverance. I never discuss my breasts until at least the twentieth date. We seem to have a compatible sense of humor, so maybe we will get to the twentieth date." Veronica said with a smile that illuminated the corner we were in. A shiver went up my back and my cock started getting hard. At fourteen plus inches it had been known to knock over tables. I grinned at my own humorous thought. "What are you grinning like a Cheshire cat about?" I said, "I'm so delighted that I took a chance and asked you out tonight. I haven't been out in over a year." "So that's why you're braggin' on your fourteen inch dick?" "Veronica, do you always dress this nicely for a softball game?" I asked. "Yes, I'm always available during the day for deals that may pop up so I need to maintain a professional look. I'm so used to it that it never occurs to me that I should change my clothes before a game." "Do you always wear hose?" "Are we getting into a fetish here?" Veronica asked. "Probably, I have a couple, one is hose and heels and the other ones we'll discuss on the twenty-first date. A woman in hose and heels looks finished, and to my mind, very sexy," I explained. "The finished look I understand, the sexy part… I think I know what you're talking about. It's really the part you don't usually see, isn't it? I typically wear pantyhose over panties. If I want to feel a bit sexy, I'll skip the panties, but only when it's cool, so usually not in the summer." "If I'm wearing a loose skirt I may wear thigh highs, but never with a tight skirt. You can see the little bulge where the tops squeeze the thigh. I haven't yet worn garter stockings, but if those are in your fetish and I see you again I may be persuaded to try." "I do wear heels every day, and on casual occasions will wear a low heeled shoe with a skirt, pants or shorts. Are panties connected to the hose and heels thing? Bras in there anywhere?" "Yes, and yes. You know Veronica, I getting a little hard here. " "God, I hope not too hard, you could knock the damned table over!" Laughing, "Veronica, you're my kind of lady. I really do hope to make it to a twentieth date with you." "Scott, you probably will unless one or the other of us screws something up. Can we order dinner before we discuss my panties, which by the way are getting very damp in the crotch. Surprised?" she asked. "No, in a way I'm glad that my provocative talk isn't unrequited. Waiter!" We were seated in a banquette booth, Veronica, after ordering, said "Slide over here next to me, I want to see if I like you close to me." I did, and put my hand lightly on top of hers on top of the table. "Do you smoke? Drink to excess?" she asked. "No to both, but perhaps on special occasions I have one more drink than I need but only if I'm not going to drive myself anywhere." "Is this a special occasion?" Veronica asked. "Yes, very special, but not one to drink to excess for, in fact I want to maintain full control of all my faculties when I'm with you." "All fourteen inches?" she said laughing. I laughed too and my hand stayed on top of hers as she moved it to her lap and rested it on her thigh. "I don't smoke, hate being around people who do because it stinks and the smell sticks to my clothes. Really runs up the dry cleaning bill. I do enjoy a good Chardonnay, but I indulge in moderation," she said. She then pulled her hand out from under mine to run both hands through her hair. Her thigh was soft and warm through the skirt. I couldn't help but gently squeeze her leg which drew a comment. "Scott, that feels nice. Try this," she said as lowered her hand to rest on the top of mine pushing my hand down to below the hem and pulled it back a bit pushing the skirt up so my hand was resting on her nylon clad leg just above her knee. "Veronica, you have no idea what a turn-on this is. It's a good thing this table cloth's covering our laps and the front edge of the table." "Speaking of the table, again, please don't turn it over," she said. Dinner arrived. Veronica had moved a bit away from me but had also turned a little so that her ankle was against the back of mine. Nothing blatant, just a wonderful light touching. Dinner conversation covered an array of topics, both personal and business and of course softball and daughters. As we finished our coffee, my hand again on her leg above the knee, she asked "Would you like to come to my house for another cup of coffee?" "Oh, wait let me think. …Yes I think I can make it, my schedule for this evening is light." "Smartass, follow me," she said. "Let me make a quick call." "Breaking another date?" she asked. "No, telling my office not to expect me back." I said I took care of the check and we walked out into a still bright evening. Ten minutes later I was parking in front of her house as she pulled into the driveway and continued, I assumed, to a garage in the back. I walked up to the front door and as I was reaching for the knocker, the door swung open and a smiling Ashley said "Hi, Mr. Appleton." "Scott, please. Mr. Appleton is my father." "OK, Hi Scott, come in I guess Mom is on her way in from the garage, I heard the door." As Ashley turned and led me in I thought that she was probably breaking teenaged boy's hearts right and left. Wonderful figure in shorts and tank top, wearing low heeled slides, blonde hair down and sweeping across her shoulders. A smiling Veronica appeared from the hallway, and greeted us both. "Sorry about ditching you for dinner Ashley." "That's OK Mom, did you enjoy yours?" "Yes, I did. Scott is a wonderful dinner companion and I invited him back for coffee on the deck. Will you join us?" "Sure," said Ashley. "Show Scott the way back, I'm going to dump this jacket and start a pot." I followed Ashley through a sitting room/kitchen and a TV/family room through patio doors onto an expansive pool deck. The pool and deck were surrounded by a high solid wood fence on two sides and the house and a garage extension on the other two. There were elaborate plantings all about. "Wow, very attractive," I said to Ashley. "Thanks, we enjoy it. Your daughter plays for the other team, right?" "Yes. Katrina. You're both the same age and your birthdays are about three months apart, you're the younger." "Really, Mom told you all that. Must have been some conversation, Mom is usually rather reserved. Interesting," Ashley remarked. "Oh. How?" I asked. "Well, since the divorce she hasn't brought a male anyone home." "Does it bother you, that I'm here" I asked. "Not at all, I'm glad you are. You're a very handsome man," said Ashley warmly. "Thank you," I replied. Veronica came out carrying a tray with a carafe and mugs, and set them on the umbrella table, and said "Please, sit." We had a pleasant conversation while we drank our coffee. I wished Katrina were here to meet Ashley and hoped that there would be another opportunity so they could. After about 45 minutes "Scott, it's been a pleasure meeting you, but I've got to finish up some homework, so you and Mom play nice," said Ashley, rising from her chair. As she left, Veronica suggested, "Let's go over to that double settee, it'll be more comfortable than these chairs." "Why, these chairs have cushions too?" "Don't you want to sit next to me, smartass?" Veronica asked. "Oh," I said as I smiled, "why didn't you say so?" As we sat, Veronica turned sideways toward me, folded her legs under her, undid a button on her blouse and put her arm across the settee behind me. "Now isn't this more comfortable?" "You were teasing me about the 36 quad D's weren't you?" I asked. "Maybe. What I have is enough for me and after nineteen more dates maybe you'll agree." I put my hand on her knee and lightly drew circles on the nylon. Veronica shivered and said, "I really liked your hand on my leg at dinner, it's been a long time." "A long time since you've had dinner out?" "That too, a long time since a man has touched me, or I've let a man touch me," she said. "It's been awhile since I've had the pleasure of touching a leg in stockings." I leaned towards her and she toward me and we exchanged a light tender kiss. "Nice. By the way Ashley's bedroom is in the front of the house, so we have privacy back here. Want to do that again?" "Thought you'd never ask." As I leaned towards her my hand took the opportunity to slide under the hem of her skirt and halfway up the outside of her thigh. "You devil. Copping a feel of my nylon-clad leg?" she asked. "Busted, I hoped you'd notice but my hand sometimes has a mind of its own. Like it? I know I do." "Kiss me again and see if you can control that hand," she said. I did and damned if it didn't go higher up her thigh. "Scott!" "What?" "If you aren't going to put your arms around me, then use'm both on my nylon-clad legs which're inviting your caress," she said. As soon as we both stopped laughing, I did touch her legs. She opened her legs a bit to allow my other hand to slide up the inside of her other nylon-clad thigh and we kissed again, a bit longer and more open mouthed. As we broke our kiss, she said "Let's try this," and she turned around across my lap with one hand on the back of my neck and the other arm bent at the elbow with her hand against my chest. I put my right arm around her and let my uncontrolled left hand loose on the inside of her thigh. "Mmm, now that's better don't you think? Uh-oh that hand got away from you again, it's sliding up my thigh, where oh where, will it stop?" asked Veronica. "If you keep spreading your nylon-clad legs like you're doing, I'm guessing when it bumps into something. A pussy perhaps?" "Oh, I do hope so," she remarked. "Scott, you are so tender, where have you been? Oh, that feels nice, that errant hand is now all the way up my thigh pressing against my pussy. Do you think you can control it enough to make it move a little?" she asked. My cock was reacting as well, I'm sure she could feel it against her side as it became as uncontrolled as my hand. "Nice erection, handsome. Nineteen more dates, huh?" she smiled. We kissed some more, my hand did as asked, becoming damp in the process. "Are you taking me out again tomorrow night?" she asked between kisses. "Yes, you and your nylon-clad legs, I'll pick you up at 6:00. Now stand up, please" She did and I turned her back toward me, and stood myself and pulled her against me and pushed my dick against her ass and caressed her breasts thought the outside of her blouse. "Oh, crap was this the twentieth date?" she asked. Any Chance We Could Ch. 02 This began as a NaNoWriMo entry last year and was 51K words long then. It's now over 100K words and growing. A work still in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in two or three day intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Friday, September 28. I had a bounce in my step on Friday, and called Veronica on her cell mid-morning. "Good morning Veronica. Am I disturbing you?" "Yes, you are, but that began during dinner last night. How sweet of you to call, I hope it's not to change plans for tonight?" she said. "No, I just hoped maybe we could start with lunch." "OK, Fridays are slow for me, where shall I meet you?" "Why don't I pick you up?" I suggested. "Fine, in 30 minutes? I know that'll only be eleven o'clock, but we can eat brunch. Come in and get me, I'd love to show you off." she said. When I arrived at Veronica's office it was eleven fifteen, I'd gotten tied up on a phone call. As I walked in she was standing behind her desk with a frown. "Is that frown because I'm late?" I asked. "No, just irritated about a phone call from a prospect. Hi, so nice to see you again so soon. What's it been thirteen hours?" Her smile was radiant. She put both arms out and took my hands, and touched my cheek with hers. "Well, this is the office, that's Janet, our head phone answerer, and Bill, Max, and Agnes, the agents who are here now." Janet was attractive and looked to be not much older than Katrina, Agnes, Bill, and Max were obviously seasoned agents. "Hello everyone, I'm Scott Appleton, my pleasure." We left to 'nice to meet you as wells' and Veronica took my hand as we walked out of the office. My car was nearby with the top up. Veronica's straight skirt rode up as she got in and she made no effort to pull it back down. Her 'uniform', today was a grey pinstriped skirt and jacket, with a red silk blouse, grey hose and grey heels. "You look good enough to eat." "What's stopping you?" "Eighteen more dates according to you," I said. Veronica named a restaurant nearby and as we started out I put my hand on her leg right at the hemline, she immediately put her hand on top of mine and pushed it up to almost her pussy. "That feels so nice," she said. "I agree. Are you looking forward to this evening with our daughters?" I asked. "Yes, it'll be fun getting to know you better and to meet Katrina as well. Ashley told me that she and Katrina talked at length about 'dressy', and they were texting this morning before leaving for school. Maybe they've hit it off." "I probably shouldn't tell you this but Ashley thinks you are the handsomest, sexiest adult male she has ever met," said Veronica. "Sounds like teen aged hyperbole, but I'll take it." I said. Brunch was wonderful. Veronica was delightful, leaving me with a kiss as I helped her out of my car back at her office. She did make sure that I saw that she was wearing black panties under her pantyhose as she exited the front seat. ### At five thirty I called down the hall to Katrina to see if she was almost ready, she responded, "In a few minutes, Dad." I called back, "Can we take your car? Is it decent?" "Yes. Why wouldn't it be?" she asked. "No reason, just check...ing" My absolutely stunning daughter was walking down the hall toward me wearing a light beige linen scoop necked sheath dress. Her brown hair was wavy and lay on her almost bare shoulders and down her back. She had on beige high heeled pumps and as she got closer, I noticed tan hose. "Katrina, you look beautiful." I put my arms around her and she lightly kissed me on the mouth. "I hope I make a good first impression on your new friend, Dad. Ashley and I talked a lot last night, I like her, and I think I'll like her mom as well," said Katrina. "Oh, I'm sure about that first impression, sweetheart. Let's go impress." Katrina was right, her car was decent. It had twice as many seats as mine and was made by the same manufacturer. I was holding the door for Katrina and as she got in her skirt rode up a bit and I obviously admired her legs for a long moment before closing her door and walking around to the driver's side. As I got in, she looked at me and said "I saw you looking, Dad, is this better?" She held her dress at the hem and slid forward on the seat to reveal lace top thigh highs. "They're quite comfortable, Ashley was right. I could be sweet-talked into wearing them more often if they're this comfortable all night. You approve?" she asked. "You know I do, and you certainly got your Mother's leg genes." "I'd leave it up just to enjoy watching your expression, but another time perhaps, I don't want to wrinkle," she said as she scooted back and pulled the hem down. Arriving at Veronica's Katrina gave me another leg show, this time revealing not only the very tops of the stockings but a bit of her bare thigh as well. That certainly set the stage for the beginnings of an erection on the way up to the door. Ashley greeted us dressed in a dark paisley jumper over a white silk blouse, dark hose and black high heeled sling back pumps. Her blonde hair was down and spread over her shoulders and back. "Hi. Katrina, I'm Ashley. So nice to meet you in person," and they briefly hugged. Ashley then turned to me, hugged me with a great deal of enthusiasm and said, "I don't know what you've done to my Mother, but thank you. She's a happy person again. Thank you, thank you," and she kissed me on the lips. "Come on in, Mom's almost ready." As Veronica came down the stairs she was a breathtaking vision, her long blonde hair down, wearing a knee length blue dress with a deeply scooped neckline, a diamond necklace and bracelet, dark hose and blue high heels. "Hi, Scott, longtime no see." "Yeah, six whole hours. More than long enough for me." I extended my hand, she took it and moved right in to me and kissed me. "Whoa," said Ashley, "no wonder she's changed." "Now I know what Dad's shit-eating grin is all about," added Katrina. "Katrina, she's lovely isn't she?" I asked. "Wow, yes." said Katrina. "Scott, I'm right here," said Veronica "Yes, Veronica you are and there cannot be another man in this city who has the good fortune to be surrounded by three absolutely gorgeous women. Now let's be on our way." I opened the car door and let Veronica get in, enjoying the leg show, and got another one from Ashley, and yet another one from Katrina. Ashley seemed to wearing pantyhose and I couldn't tell about Veronica. But as I got in, Veronica turned toward me in the seat and bent her left leg to put it on the seat and revealed a lace stocking top and a bit of bare thigh. "Careful, don't bend the steering wheel." Veronica said. "I'm not holding it that tightly," I said. "I didn't mean with your hands, but with your table turner overer," she said. "Is it that obvious?" I asked. "You arrived with it, and it's grown, I think all of us take that as a compliment, don't be distressed, you have about as much control over that as your wayward hands," she said. "Are we going to dance tonight? Didn't you say there was going to be music?" asked Ashley. "There should be and I certainly expect to." "Veronica, what are you looking at?" I asked "You're uncomfortable, don't be, it's natural and unavoidable, roll with, be happy, mon." "I'm very attracted to you, you are to me. Both girls see that, don't you ladies?" Veronica asked over her shoulder. A simultaneous "Yes," came from the back seat. "Thank you all, I have truly gone to heaven by way of a softball game!" I said as we backed out of the driveway. "We're close. I'll try to calm down enough so I can slide out from under the steering wheel." The three females laughed along with me. The valets helped Katrina, Veronica and Ashley out and as I walked around the car they were all standing on the sidewalk applauding and looking at my crotch. "Thank you, thank you," as I swept my arm across my waist and bowed. We were shown to a banquette table, Katrina on my left, Veronica on my right and Ashley next to her. "We ordered drinks. The young ladies were having something that didn't look particularly pop-like. I only know that as Katrina spoke in a low voice to the waiter, she was leaning over so her cleavage probably got her what she wanted. Veronica had a glass of their best Chardonnay and I settled again on one of Mr. Busch's finest. Conversation drifted somehow to travel and vacations and before I realized what was happening we were all going to St. Maartins for Spring break which was the same time at both schools. That certainly was something to look forward to... nude beaches. Both young ladies made a point of discussing the nude issue and how some of their friends had been there last Spring break. After we were deep into the discussion and I had agreed to arrange the whole thing. I realized that it meant the both Katrina and I would be nude together, ala It Happened in Rio. Oh, shit, hard again, just as Veronica slid her hand up my thigh where it had been since we'd been seated and bumped into the end of my dick. Without a change in her expression, she moved her hand higher and gave me a squeeze. "From the floor indeed," she said. Katrina and Ashley were talking animatedly and were leaning in front of both of us, I had my left arm on the table holding my beer when Katrina leaned forward and pressed her breast against it. She remained there long enough for Veronica to notice and whisper in my ear, "Does she feel nice?" "Yes," I had to admit, though the color was rising in my face. "Just think on Spring break we'll all be nude," whispered Veronica. Oops, did her comment just cause my cock to twitch or was it due to Katrina moving her hardened nipple around on my arm. My hand had been in Veronica's lap, but I moved it on that remark to the hem of her dress just as she started to pull it up and it wound up halfway up her thigh, right at the bottom of the lace stocking top. "Now it's both of us causing the twitch," Veronica said. "More." "Wine, what?" I ask. "More higher, please." Ashley glanced down at that moment, noticed where my hand had gotten too, smiled, caught my eye and winked. The events of the moment were interrupted, probably not too soon by the waiter. "Ladies, Mr. Appleton, would you like to order?" "We don't have menus, "Ashley said. "Don't need them, what you want is what you get," I said. As each of the ladies ordered in turn with a lot of help from the waiter, I felt a hand on top of mine on Veronica's thigh. Veronica's were both on the table, Katrina's were waving about as she gestured about something she was talking about. Ashley caught my eye again and again winked as she lightly dragged her nails across the back of my hand. Honest to God I was going to blow out the zipper on my pants before the evening was over. Shortly after dinner, the band started playing mostly slow dance music. I invited Veronica to dance. It was incredible to hold her close, feel her hair against my cheek, her breasts pushing hard against my chest and her hip pressed against my hard dick. She smelled delightful and I was very happy to be here with her. When we had left the table, Katrina and Ashley scooted closer to each other and continued their conversation. After dancing a few numbers Veronica suggested that I also dance with the girls. I agreed and took her back to the table. "Torture time," I said. "Veronica suggested that I also dance with each of you, who's first?" "Torture? Not likely. Me first, please," said Ashley. I led her onto the dance floor. Ashley was about the same height as her mother maybe an inch taller, a bit fuller breasted, a delightful armful. She put her hand on the back of my neck as I held her and she wasn't shy about pressing her breasts against me. I tried to keep my hard dick from touching her hip, but to no avail. As I would move my hips back she would move hers forward against me. "Am I causing that?" she asked with a smirk. "Yes, you certainly are. You feel, look and smell so nice. I apologize." "Thank you for the apology, but quit stop trying to move away. I like it...a lot!" Said Ashley. "Ashley, you're a beautiful young lady, but I think you already know that. I'm glad that you got to meet Katrina tonight and I hope that you'll become friends." "Thanks again, Scott. Changing the subject probably isn't going to help." again that smirk. "No, probably won't," I replied. After two numbers with Ashley, with no softening, I took her back to the table and took Katrina's hand to lead her onto the floor. Before doing so, I leaned over and kissed Veronica. Katrina moved as close to me as both Veronica and Ashley had. She was built pretty much the same as her mother, C cup breasts and nicely full hips and every bit as tall as Ashley. Her wonderfully soft and lightly scented hair was brushing my cheek. Her hand caressed the back of my neck as she said "Thanks for tonight Dad. Veronica will be good for you and I really like Ashley. Who's making you so hard?" she asked as she wiggled her hip against me. I blushed and said, "Right now you, but all of you are doing a good job tonight. I guess I should be ashamed that you can feel that, but you have become such a beautiful young lady, that's the reaction." "Don't worry Dad, it feels kinda nice." After three numbers I was filled with mixed emotions about my daughter. We went back to the table. I sat next to Veronica as Katrina went around and sat next to Ashley. "Let me get something to drink sweetheart and we'll dance some more, OK," I said. "Of course, Scott," said Veronica as she slid her arm around me and kissed me, tenderly and deeply. "Dad's a goner now," said Katrina. While dancing with Veronica I looked back at the table once to see that both Katrina and Ashley had one of their hands under the table. As I was wondering what that meant Veronica began to nibble my ear lobe and pushed against me returning my focus to her. The evening finally drew to a close and on the way home Veronica sat right next to me using the center seat belt, and made sure that my right hand was firmly between her legs and against her damp pussy. At Veronica's we all walked to the door. I kissed Veronica deeply. Ashley and Katrina were bidding each other good night then leaned toward each other and tenderly kissed. Veronica and I looked at each other slightly wide-eyed, then we kissed again. "Scott and Katrina, will you come over tomorrow and join us for an afternoon at the pool and then dinner? It's supposed to be a wonderful warm day. Bring your camera, handsome. I want to see what you can do. Dress is swimming appropriate," said Veronica. "What do you think Katrina, can we completely rearrange tomorrow's schedule?" I asked. "Gee, I don't know Dad, is your swim suit clean? I don't know if mine is," said Katrina. "Knock it off you two, we'll see you at two o'clock tomorrow," Veronica said kissing me. On the way home Katrina sat next to me with both her arms around me and her head on my shoulder. "Dad, I love you." "I know, Katrina, I love you too." After pulling into the garage, Katrina waited for me to come around and let her out, as she slid across the seat her skirt slid all the way up, revealing not only her lace stocking tops and bare thighs, but her beige panties as well. "Are my legs nice, Dad?" she asked pausing for a moment and spreading them just a bit apart. Taken aback by this display I paused and, huskily answered, "I've always thought so, why do you ask?" "Just wanted to know what you thought," she said. I offered her my hand, she took it after a moment and pulled herself forward and up and stood in front of me. She put her arms around me and kissed me on the lips, as little more deeply than I thought was appropriate. She broke the kiss, took my hand and began to lead me inside. Once inside she led me to the couch in the den, told me to sit and backed away from me. Peculiar behavior, I thought. She reached behind her back, unzipped her dress shrugged her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She stood in front of me in her bra and panties, stockings and heels. If I weren't already sitting you could have pushed me over with a feather. "Katrina?" "Relax Dad. You've seen me in less." "True, but not with stockings and heels, and not since you've matured into a beautiful young woman," I retorted. "Well, that's different," she said. "Do you think I'm pretty?" "Yes, Katrina, I do. You are gorgeous and very appealing. Very sexy. I'm sure you turn a lot of young men's heads. I've also watched a lot of friends of mine looking admiringly at you. And remember what happened to me while we were dancing. Why are you asking?" "I don't seem to care about boys or men looking at me, I do seem to care about girls looking at me, particularly Ashley. Is that OK?" I was momentarily at a loss for words. I finally said, "Have you talked to your mother about this?" "God, no, she would positively freak," exclaimed Katrina. "Come sit next to me," I said as I patted the cushion next to me. She did and swung her legs across mine and put both arms around me. I put one arm around her and began caressing her legs with the other. "Are you questioning your sexuality, or your proclivity toward other females?" "Yes. No. I don't know. I do know that when you hold me and touch me like you are now I feel very feminine but I also got some similar feelings tonight when Ashley began caressing my leg under the table while you and Veronica were dancing. I returned the gesture and she felt really, really nice." "Believe me Katrina, I'm not going to think any less of you for feeling that way. You're my daughter and I love you. Why don't you see if you can spend some time with Ashley and see if she feels the same way you do and talk about how she handles the feelings?" "I think I'll do just that, thanks Dad." She spread her legs a bit and moved my hand to the inside of her thigh, above the lace top of her stocking. I lost my head and gently squeezed. "Does that feel as good to you as your hand does to me?" Katrina asked. "Um, yes, sorry, I probably shouldn't have done that," I said. "Done what? Squeezed? Or squeezed and enjoyed it?" "Both," I said. "I like it and I want you to do it again," she said. I squeezed a bit more firmly as she closed her thighs together to put the back of my hand against her other thigh. She was looking me in the eye as he sat silently for an hour or maybe two minutes. "Umm, that's a start," she said. She then kissed me briefly on the lips. While unfolding her legs from my lap she spread them enough that I saw a few strands of her pubic hair that had escaped her panties. Stood, turned her back to me and bent over to pick up her dress. Then asked "Like my ass, Dad?" I didn't respond, but Katrina turned around and put her hand in my lap and said, "Yes, I guess you do." I was flabbergasted and couldn't believe she had done that. "Hose with heels, not a problem, I was very comfortable in these tonight, I like the reaction I got from both you and Ashley. I think I could make them a habit, Dad. Love you, good night." As she turned and left the room swinging her very attractive ass, I could only say, "See you in the morning sweetheart." Any Chance We Could Ch. 03 This began as a NaNoWriMo entry last year and was 51K words long then. It's now over 100K words and growing. A work still in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in two or three day intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. * Saturday, September 29. Coffee was ready when I came into the kitchen. Katrina was sitting at the table reading the paper. When she got up to refill her cup I couldn't help but notice that she was wearing a pair of her very tight volleyball shorts, a tank top, three inch pumps and pantyhose. Her shorts were so brief that the darker pantyhose top was clearly evident. "Nice look, Katrina. Why?" "I don't know, I just thought I might start your day on a hard note." "Well, it certainly does do that. A suggestion though if you ever decide to do it again," I ventured. "What?" "Get some sheer to the waist hose, they'll be more subtle. Don't get me wrong, the look is outstanding, and I like it on you. Don't hesitate to do it again. You may even want to lose the shorts," I said. "Ohh, do you think you might enjoy that look even better? Should I leave my panties off as well?" "I won't comment until I've seen it, but I can't imagine I wouldn't like it." I said. "Move your chair back a bit, Dad." After I did she sat on my lap, took the coffee cup from my hand, set it down, took my hand and put it on the inside of her thigh almost at her crotch. As happened last night my reaction was to gently squeeze. "Like the way my leg feels with the stockings?" she asked. Blushing, "You knew I would." "Leave it there for a minute, please. Don't hesitate to move it around. I talked to Ashley this morning, and she suggested bikinis for this afternoon. What do you think? Move those fingers while you're thinking," she asked. "Sweetheart, whatever you want to wear is OK with me." Her stockinged leg did feel very sensual under my moving finger tips. "She also asked if I could spend the night, she said it was OK with her mother. Is it OK with you? And why did you stop moving your hand?" She asked. The brain had started working in a different direction. If Katrina is at the Bryce's, and I could bring Veronica back here to show her my exhibited photographs and other things, this could be a very nice Saturday. "Sure, it's OK with me." I began moving my hand again having regained my train of thought. "I have a few errands to run, and then a few things to do back here. What are you up to before we go to Veronica and Ashley's?" I asked as she stood up. "I'm going to take off these hose, change into lower heels and go pick up a few items at the mall. Different pantyhose, some thigh highs, perhaps a new bikini. Can I use your charge card? And by the way your dick felt nice against my butt." "Get whatever you want Katrina, have fun." She bent to kiss me, I moved my hand around to her hip and gently squeezed. She said, "This could become habit forming." "What, my hand or my charge card?" I asked. "Your hand on my body, or even both hands on my body, you have a wonderful touch," said Katrina. "Any chance you could take off the shorts before you leave the kitchen?" I asked. "Sure, I'd love too," she said as she pushed the shorts down and off her feet leaving them on the floor. I stood and moved closer and took her into my arms with one hand around her back and with the other hand began to gently squeeze and massage her wonderful ass. "Wait," she said after a few minutes as she backed up a bit. "Did I offend you?" I asked. "God, no," she said as she thumbed the waistband of the hose and began pushing them down. When they reached her ankles, she held onto my arm with one hand as she stepped out of her heels and finished pulling them off with the other. "Now, where were we?" she asked as she pressed against me. "Put your hand back on my ass" she said. I embraced her. This time sliding both hands down to her ass cheeks as I kissed her and gently massaged them again. "Try now with my heels back on," she said. She stepped into them and asked, "Does my ass feel different?" "This may take a few minutes for a very scientific, objective appraisal." I said. After five minutes or so of caressing, I said, "Yes, the heels definitely tighten your ass." "Now that too could become habit forming," I said as we broke the embrace and ended the scientific experiment. "I hope," was all she said as she left the room swinging her wonderful panty-covered ass at me. At one thirty we were in the final stages of getting ready to leave when Veronica called. "Hi handsome. Remember me?" "Are plans changing?" I asked. "No, just wanted to hear your voice and ask if you minded me wearing a bikini?" "You're kidding, there isn't anything you could wear that I would mind?" "My ex would have and I don't want Katrina to get the wrong impression?" Just then Katrina walked into the room in a new bikini with a cover up slung over her shoulder and in two inch high heeled slides. "She won't be offended, believe me, she won't. See you in a few minutes." "Katrina, what's come over you? I've never seen you in anything that revealing. How enticing and sexy you look." The top was essentially a semi-sheer white tube with a single strap from the middle that looped around her neck. The bottom was minimal and when she turned around the narrow thong allowed her fantastic ass to be completely revealed. There were a few pubic hairs that escaped the bottom, but I didn't mind. In fact, I rather enjoyed it. "You really like it?" She threw her arms around me and pushed her hips against mine, "You really do? When the top gets wet you'll be able to see my nipples, will you like that? "You doubt that I wouldn't? Come on let's go before I start squeezing some of your tempting body parts." "Ooh," she giggled, put her robe on and picking up a small bag that she had brought into the room with her, turned and said, "I'm ready." She did flip up the edge of her cover up to give me another ass show as she began walking away. Seeing my camera bag, she asked, "Aren't you bringing that with us?" "Yep," I replied. "Do you have your suit on under those shorts?" Katrina asked. "Ooops, no I don't, and I haven't packed it either . Too many distractions, I guess. Hold on for a minute, I'll go get it." "Too many distractions? What distractions?" she asked. "Well, sweetheart you ended last night cuddled next to me with your legs in my lap wearing only heels, hose, bra and panties and started my morning in pantyhose under very tight and very short shorts, then I caressed your ass both in stockings and just in panties, now, look at the suit you have on. Plus Veronica calling to check if it would be acceptable for her to wear a bikini; those distractions." "Oh, yeah, well OK. Get your suit and let's go before I'm tempted to increase your distraction level." "Wait," she said, "put the camera case down. Put your arms around me and run your wonderful hands under my cover up. Right there on my almost bare ass. Still like that? I do." She kissed me and pushed her tongue against my lips. "Squeeze my ass." "That was also surprising and very pleasant, Katrina, why?" "Ashley made me aware of what a handsome, sexy man you are, so I had to find out for myself. You are, and I like your touch. And your lips on mine. It's been years since I've seen you for any length of time and I now realize how much I've missed you, so call it making up for lost time. I make you hard, you make my pussy wet. Do you mind?" she said. "No Katrina, I don't, I'll get used to it very quickly. You're a beautiful woman and growing up kind of happened while I wasn't paying attention. I'm sorry and I'll help with the making up," I said. "Before we go though," I said as I again wrapped my arms around her, caressed her wonderful ass again, and returned my tongue to her lips which she parted and touched with hers. "More later? Much more? We need to go," she said. "Yes we do and yes to more, and more often," I said. I opened the car door for Katrina, closed it and walked around to the driver's side and got in. She had twisted a bit and had her left leg cocked at the knee and her legs were apart with her cover up pulled up. "What are you doing?" "Flashing you," she said coyly. "Why?" I asked. "I just got one from your ass inside." "So you still have an erection when we get to Veronica's." Katrina said. "Why do I need to have erection when I get there, I'm likely to have one shortly after I've seen all of you in bikinis." "Just want you to make another good impression on Veronica," Katrina said as she spread her legs just a bit wider exhibiting more pubic hair at the edge of her suit bottom. "Can you see my pussy hair?" "Yes, a bit. Why?" I asked. "Do you like it showing, or should I trim it or shave it?" "If you're asking for my opinion, I like it. I like a woman to have hair on her private parts. The little bit of yours showing is very sexy to me. If you want to trim it for that style of suit, feel free. But I'd rather you didn't shave it all off" "Oh, Dad, you can say 'pussy', I know the word and what you're talking about. Another fetish Dad, like hose and heels?" "Yes, I guess." I groaned and drove. When we got to Veronica's Katrina had accomplished her mission. I had a hard on, well really more of a firm on, but noticeable nonetheless. As we walked up to the door, Katrina was smirking, and laughed out loud when Veronica answered the door and said, "Are those extra batteries for your camera, or are you glad to see me?" "Cripes, Veronica, you're just encouraging her," as I put my arm around her and kissed her with the passion of having been away from her for over twelve hours. "Come in. You did bring a suit, didn't you?" "Dad! ...I'll get it from the car," said Katrina. Veronica and I walked in just as Ashley was coming down the stairs to see us. She also had a cover up on over her suit, or I assumed she had her suit on under it. It could have been a bra and panties, or nothing in keeping with how my day was going so far. "Hi Ashley." "Hi, Scott. Where's Katrina?" "She'll be right back. I forgot something in the car." "What your suit, or some sort of battery powered device that all those batteries are for?" asked Ashley. "Ashley, be nice," said Veronica. "Hi Ashley. Here's your suit Dad." "Come on Katrina, let's get to the pool," said Ashley as she grabbed Katrina's hand and began leading her through the house. Veronica on the other hand grabbed my lips with hers, put both arms around my neck pressed her body against mine and saying "God, it's good to see you again. Let's get changed and join them," she said around her tongue in my mouth. "Together?" I asked. "Well since Katrina and Ashley are here, together as in at the same time, but in different places," Veronica clarified. "You use the bathroom down the hall by the kitchen and I'll use my bedroom upstairs. Meet you right here in a few minutes." I went into the guest bath, changed and walked back into the hall with my towel draped over my shoulder. I was wearing red, baggy trunks that stopped a little north of my knees. I don't exercise as much as I would like too, but have good metabolism, so while not sporting six packs anywhere on my body, my stomach is rather flat. The new love of my life came down the stairs as a vision of incredible sexiness. Her black bikini fit as if she had just sprayed it on. The top were triangles that almost completely covered each breast. Her suit panty was all that was necessary to cover her in front with a full coverage back. She had lovely breasts, probably 34B, full hips, awesome legs and a divinely rounded ass. "Like it," she said as she reached the landing and turned around. "What does that tent in my trunks say?" I asked. "Wow, shouldn't you be hanging out the bottom?" she asked. "What?" "Well if you really were 14 inches from the floor, wouldn't your cock be below your knee by now?" She asked with her arms folded across her chest. "I guess I exaggerated, maybe later on we can take a test drive and see if I'm adequate for you." "Maybe? Count on it. I have no doubt that you'll be more than adequate. Come on handsome, let's go join the girls," she said. We walked to the pool deck and both girls had taken off their cover-ups and were standing with their backs to us talking to each other. Katrina in heels with her almost bare and well shaped ass was enough to take my breath away. Ashley also in heels had bit fuller rear, but the narrow string up her ass crack revealed even more of her delectable ass than Katrina's thong style. "Ashley, turn around, let me see if there is anything in the front of that suit," said Veronica. She turned on her high heel, smiled at us, put her hands on her hips, and asked, "OK?" Veronica looked at the top pieces which did a good job of covering Ashley's aerolas but little of the rest of her breasts. The bottom fulfilled its function which seemed to be to cover most of her pubic hair except for a fringe at the top edge. Ashley had a beautiful body, a bit fuller than Katrina's but with a flat stomach and toned legs. Very, very sexy. "Well, that's a lot less suit than I expected, just confine wearing it to our pool," said Veronica. "Mom, you think I wouldn't?" "Just making sure," said Veronica. "Besides that look what you've done to Scott." Damn. It was trying to escape. "Thanks, but I'm sure that Katrina and you contributed an inch or so, don't you think?" asked Ashley. Veronica was in three inch slides and if I were ever going to hyperventilate it would be now. "Come on Katrina, let's catch some optimal rays." With that they dragged two loungers into the sunniest part of the deck and lay down side by side on their stomachs. "Scott. Scott. Oh, Scott!" Veronica was saying. "Let's get wet before we sit down, shall we?" Veronica was smiling when I turned to her. "A bit distracted, eh?" "Ah, yes, sorry," I said, not too convincingly. "Don't be. I think I'll leave my hair down." "OK." still dazed by my surroundings. She took my hand and we walked down the steps into the pool, having dropped my towel and her cover up on the deck. As we got to about chest deep, hers, not mine, she turned me towards her and said, "You are a very exciting man." "What does that mean?" I asked. "Look at the way you react to women, I'm going to include myself, who are special to you." "With an erection?" "That's only one of the ways, Ashley and I have seen many more ways. You really are attracted to me, aren't you?" Veronica asked "Veronica, I haven't been this attracted to a woman since I was in college." "Really, what happened to her, is she Katrina's mother?" "No, she graduated, took a job on the coast and I haven't seen or heard from her since. The attraction apparently hadn't been mutual. Oh, well." "Are you to me?" I ventured. "Yes, Scott, I am. Ashley asked me about it when we got home from dinner last night. At least to her it's very apparent. Kiss me. Hold me. Now!" Who was I to refuse. I pulled her into me and kissed her deeply with liberal tongue usage. She ground her stomach against my cock and moaned as she did so. "Scott!" "Dad!" We heard from the deck, "Get a room!" We pulled apart a good inch, smiled and Veronica said, "Good idea." Veronica and I moved to the edge of the pool, she turned and I lifted her and set her on the coping, and began to caress her legs as I stood in front of her. "I understand that Katrina is going to spend the night with Ashley, can you leave them here alone this evening after dinner?" I asked. "Sure, what'd you have in mind?" "Taking you to my house and showing you my etchings." "Ooh, the old etchings ploy," said Veronica. "They really aren't etchings. They're my exhibited photographs. Sound OK to you?" I asked. "Which part? The photos? Being alone with you? Both do." I noticed movement on the deck out of the corner of my eye and looked toward the girls. Ashley was sitting up on her lounger and had retrieved a container of lotion that she was squeezing into her hand. She started to spread it on Katrina. She began with the backs of Katrina's legs and liberally but gently coated them all the way up to Katrina's ass, then began on her bare ass and lower back. She untied Katrina's single strap from around her neck, then said, "Katrina, you're going to have to take this top off, it's too wide in the back and it'll give you a funny tan line." Katrina rolled onto her back, swung her legs to the deck and pulled it off. Her back was to me as she did this then she lay down sideways and rolled onto her stomach. Ashley then coated her back and sides including the part of her breasts that squeezed out to the side. Ashley was sitting facing us when she simply untied the neck and back and let the top drop. Her breasts appeared firm, gently tear drop shaped, were full and she had beautiful nipples that were a bit darker than her areola which were about the size of quarters. "Mom, come and do me, will you. Or maybe Scott would like to? I don't want Katrina to have to sit up. She'll rub the lotion off her legs." Veronica said, "Be right there." And to me, "Control yourself handsome, maybe some other time, but you'll need to be tested first." "Tested?" "Yes, on me." Veronica said. "Say the word," I said. Ashley stood as Veronica approached then knelt on the lounger and lay back down on her stomach. An incredible sight, Veronica walking toward Ashley and her topless daughter facing me at the same time. Such gorgeous breasts and a shapely ass. Veronica applied the lotion to her daughter's back, legs and had her lift up her torso to put some on the side of each breast. When she finished she walked back toward me and asked, "Want me to do you?" I said, "Sure, only if you're next." "Then get out of there and come over here and lie down," she said. I did. I dried off a bit, sat down and she scooted a lounger next to me and said, "On your stomach first, front later. I don't want to go too high on your legs, because, you know." That drew snickers from Katrina and Ashley. Her touch was wonderful and my erection threatened to lift me up and roll me off the lounger. "Now do me," Veronica said. She turned onto her stomach, untied both the back and neck of her top and said "OK." I began at her ankles and applied more of a massage than a rubbing on of lotion. I wasn't quite sure how high to go on her thighs but knew I was reaching the upper limit when she began to moan. "Tits, or legs, Mom?" Ashley asked without even raising or turning her head. "Legs, honey, hmm, that feels good Scott." I continued on her back, telling her to pull her hair aside when I did her neck. As I moved to her sides, the moaning began again. "Tits now, huh Mom?" I quit while I was ahead and lay down. We toasted for 30 or 40 minutes. I asked if I could get anyone something to drink. Katrina and Ashley both asked for diet colas, Veronica wanted iced tea saying there was a pitcher full in the refrigerator. I got up, letting my cock lead the way, and returned with a tray of two iced teas and two diet colas. Honest to God I could have balanced it on my dick. "Set it over there please and come over here and tie my top," said Veronica. "And, by the way you passed the test. Ashley, he passed the lotion test." As I went to tie her top, both girls stood up, slipped their feet into their heels and walked over to the table and sat down after reaching for their drinks. "They both have lovely breasts don't they?" Veronica off-handedly remarked. Any Chance We Could Ch. 03 This was the first time I had seen Katrina's chest bare since she had developed and I had to admit that Veronica was right. Katrina's breasts were also full, gently tear drop shaped, a bit more so than Ashley's, her nipples and areola were both a light brown color and her areola were silver dollar sized. "You two are being a bit provocative aren't you," I remarked. "Yeah, it's for our benefit as well as yours," said Katrina. After sitting for a few minutes, "Well, let's get the fronts toasted," said Katrina as they both got up and walked toward the loungers. "Want me to do you again Katrina?" asked Ashley. "Veronica, will you do me this time?" Katrina asked. "Certainly." She got up and walked over to Katrina and took the offered lotion bottle from Ashley. She squeezed some into her hand and began on Katrina's legs, moving all the way up to her pussy, then to her stomach and breasts. She seemed to spend a long time on Katrina's breasts and I noticed an occasional nipple pinch which was elicted a sigh. "That was nice, Veronica, thanks," said Katrina, "You have a nice touch." "As nice as Scott's?" Veronica asked. "I'm sure I won't be disappointed when he does," replied Katrina "Scott? Mom did say you passed the lotion test, would you like to lotion me?" "Do I have too?" I said with a mock whine. "Yes, bring your battery supply over here, please." I put lotion in my hands and began with Ashley's feet and ankles. I paid particular attention to her upper thighs. "Be careful," Ashley said. "Of what?" I asked with a surprised look on my face. "The lotion might stain my suit if you get some on it. Maybe I'd better take it off." "Ashley, not today. OK?" Veronica admonished. "Yeah, OK. Now the rest of me Scott, my nipples burn easily make sure you get them well covered." Not wanting to be responsible for sun-burned nipples I was quite diligent in applying lotion to her breasts, probably rubbing longer than necessary, but no one stopped me or even remarked. They were amazingly firm yet soft and supple. I wondered if I could get any harder. Her nipples had hardened into pebbles by the time I had finished. "Thanks, Scott. Now that you've played with my tits, can't you at least kiss me?" "Sure." and I lightly kissed her lips and stood up hoping the shadow from my hard on wouldn't block her sun. "You did bring your camera didn't you Dad?" "So that's what all the batteries were for," said Ashley. Blushing, I said "If you're going to make fun of me, I'm going to take my batteries and go home." "Oh no you're not. Go get your camera, the girls must have something in mind," instructed Veronica. "Yes, Dear," as I got up. Katrina remarked as I walked by, "Don't worry about batteries, you already have them lined up in the pocket of your suit." I had to laugh along with all three of them at that remark. I came back with my digital camera, and asked, "What do you want photographed. The plantings. The pool. The side of the garage? What?" "Ashley and me, Dad" "Veronica, what do you think?" "Scott, I trust you to not use them inappropriately. I also trust both of you girls to be careful with them, especially if you want to be photographed topless. I guess there are no conditions on what you want taken, so just be careful," said Veronica. "Ok, here's what we want," Katrina began. "We'll put our tops back on, take several of us standing to include full length views, then we'll slowly turn around and you continue to shoot as we do that. Then we want individual shots lounging on the loungers, with our nipples peeking out, then we'll go topless in the same poses as the standing ones with our tops on, then both of us together topless standing, sitting, and in the pool. Can you handle that, Dad?" "I think so, I should have taken notes, but you'll let me know if I forget anything, won't you? Veronica, why don't you help with the posing, and I'll see if I can do this," I replied "Ok, you beautiful, sexy, young ladies, who's going first?" asked Veronica. Ashley carried her top over to Veronica and asked her to tie it on for her and adjusted the 'cups' to cover her nipples as Katrina pulled the tube back over her head, and tied the strap. "I'm ready now, Dad, full length first. Heels or bare footed?" "Katrina, I'm surprised you have to ask. Of course heels. Will that be alright with you too, Ashley?" I asked. "Not a problem, Scott, I like what they do to my ass, don't you?" "Yes, and what beautiful asses you both have to begin with," I said. "Face me, Katrina then begin to slowly turn, I'll zoom in and out to catch full length and waist up in each position, so don't expect me to move as I shoot. By the way Veronica, do you have a laptop?" "Yes, I'll get it when we're done. Going to look at the results on it?" "Yes. Now Katrina begin to turn slowly, good, hands behind you until your back is to me, then on your hips until you have gone all the way around. Great, great, you're a natural at posing. Let's go around once more for insurance. Start with your hands in your hair, and when you get half way around, fold your arms under your breasts. Nice set, Katrina." "Set of tits?" she asked Yes, that too, I meant the pictures, though, sweetheart," I said. "Ready, Ashley?" "Now face me, hands behind you, begin to turn, very nice ass Ashley, now hands on hips continue turning, great. Now like Katrina did, hands in your hair until halfway around, then cross them under your breasts." "What did you think Veronica?" I asked. "I see that you're as hard as a rock, what do you think ladies?" Veronica asked. They both agreed on the state of my dick. "Ashley and Katrina you're both naturals at posing. I know I've taken snapshots of Katrina through the years. How about you Ashley, any modeling experience?" I said. "No, I guess I'm just comfortable with you and Katrina and I guess Katrina is with my mom. Let's see how natural we are when we're 'natural'." Said Ashley. "What's next?" Veronica asked. "Nip slips on the lounger!" said Katrina exuberantly. "Ashley, why don't you start, I'm going to have to think of a way for Katrina's top to 'slip'. Maybe she can wear your top?" I suggested. Ashley walked over to the lounger, laid on her right side and rested her head on her hand. "Move your left hand down to your hip and turn a little away from me. Open your legs, bend at the knee and put your left foot in front of your right leg. Good, hold that for moment while I get some compositional thoughts." "What's the matter handsome, too much blood in your head and not enough in your brain?" Veronica teased. "Something like that. You could help out you know," I ventured. "In front of the girls?" "Not that. Posing help, remember?" I said. "Oh, yes, now I do. Ashley, pull your left shoulder back a bit more and I'll move your left cup just a bit. You want the whole nipple out, or just the edge of the areola?" "Start with just a bit, the gradually the whole nipple," said Ashley. Veronica moved the fabric a bit, then stood back to let me shoot. She was standing next to me and as she stood she rested her hand on my shoulder. I took about 15 shots to bare her nipple then I asked if her hair was long enough to drape over her shoulder to cover it. She tried, but it didn't work. "Ashley, pinch your nipple or lick your finger and touch it to make it hard," Veronica said. She did, but no result. "Let's try this," said Veronica as she licked Ashley's nipple. "Well, that worked nicely." "Do you want to do the right breast as well?" I asked. "Is that a hard on question?" Ashley asked. Veronica responded with, "No, he already is." "Katrina, what do you think," Ashley asked. "Since we're going to go topless in the next series, just the one I think." "OK, Katrina, your turn. I can't think of a way for your nipple to slip out of your top, so trade tops with Ashley. Ashley untied the back and neck and let the top fall off into her hands. She seemed to be very comfortable being bare-breasted in front of me and Katrina. Kids today! Katrina pulled her top off with the same comfort as Ashley and held the borrowed top over her breasts. Veronica moved to help her tie it, and Ashley sat down at the umbrella table, crossed her legs and watched. What a sight that was, bare-breasted, swinging her high heel clad foot, arms on the arm rests, topless. I turned and took a few shots of her while Veronica was tying the top on Katrina. "OK, sweetheart, same pose as Ashley, lay on your right side, left hand on your hip, bend your left leg, and put your foot in front of your right leg. Move your left shoulder a bit away from me and Veronica will gradually bare your left nipple." I was surprised I could get all that out without hyperventilating. I began shooting and Veronica began revealing my daughter's breast. When her nipple was completely bare, Veronica leaned over and licked it! That caused instant hardness in Katrina's nipple and I almost came. "Veronica that felt really nice. Would you do it again?" "Of course." And then she did. Ashley stood and said "Next round Scott gets to lick my nipples to get them hard, fair is fair." Veronica looked at Katrina and said, "I guess that was inappropriate, but you looked so delicious, sorry." "Don't apologize on my account," I said. "Definitely not on mine," Katrina interjected. "Thanks for the idea, Mom," said Ashley. "Katrina, get my top off and let's get this show on the road, I'm going need both nipples hardened and I can hardly wait," Ashley said. Both ladies were now topless, in bikini bottoms and heels. "Ashley, your nipples look hard enough already, do you still want Scott to lick them?" asked Veronica. "Absolutely, what kind of question is that, Mom?" I walked toward her, then bent over and gently licked, then sucked each of Ashley's nipples. Why I didn't cum while doing that, I'll never know. "Umm, that was really, really nice," remarked Ashley. "Veronica, Ashley got more than a lick, will you suck mine too?" asked Katrina. "I was wondering if you might have liked the treatment Ashley got, Of course, I'd love too." Veronica seemed to take a bit longer than I had and when she finished she squeezed Katrina's ass and said, "Nice ass too." "Ok, same as last time, turn slowly, stop when your side is toward the camera, arch your back to flaunt your breasts, and try to look at me the whole time." Katrina did a magnificent job and so did Ashley. They then stood side by side with their arms around each other's waists, Ashley said," Take this." They turned toward each other and kissed, their breasts each touching the other's. They broke the kiss and hugged more tightly. "Let's do the pool shots now!" Katrina said. They kicked off their heels and walked to the stairs and walked into the pool, they walked out far enough that the water was just below their pussies. They put their hands on their hips, spread their legs and said, "OK we're ready!" Veronica and I sat on the coping with our feet in the water and they both began to turn away from each other, when they were both facing opposite directions, they backed into each other's ass, and put their hands back on the other's hips and both gave a very sensual look towards Veronica and me. After holding that pose for a moment, Katrina turned her back to us and Ashley stepped in front of her hugging her and grasping Katrina's ass in both hands. She looked at us over Katrina's shoulder and smiled. Then Ashley stepped around Katrina and Katrina then repeated the pose, grabbing Ashley's ass and smiling over her shoulder. Then Ashley turned around and Katrina put her arms around her and began to massage and squeeze Ashley's breasts. The same performance was repeated with Ashley returning the favor to Katrina's breasts. Katrina then turned Ashley sideways to us and said "Get this." She kissed Ashley's nipples as Ashley caressed Katrina's breasts and then Ashley kissed Katrina's as Katrina caressed Ashley's breasts. All in all, quite a performance. "I'll bet my clit is as hard as your cock," Veronica said into my ear. "Darling, I can only imagine." "Well, ladies, what was this whole photo and touching thing about?" I asked. "Dad, both of us are bi-curious, so we thought we might experiment and with a set of today's photos we can both re-live it when we aren't together," said Katrina, my beautiful daughter. "You're not gay, either one of you?" I asked. "No, they're probably not, just experimenting. I did the same with a college roommate, but no photographer was present, they just got lucky with an understanding father who knows how to take pictures. Want some more tea, Scott?" asked Veronica. "Ah, after that, how about a beer?" "Ladies, what can I get for you?" Veronica asked. "Some more diet would be fine," they answered in unison. "Come in with me, Scott and we'll get the laptop." As Veronica stood with her back to me at the kitchen counter putting ice in the glasses, I put my cock against her ass and one hand inside her suit top. Her nipple was like a rock. "Is your clit this hard?" I asked. "It is now, handsome." "What are we going to do about dinner? Shall Katrina and I go home and change and come back and take you and Ashley out? "No, I'm going to order some Chinese. I don't want you to leave just yet." "Remember, I invited you to look at etchings after dinner." "And you think I would forget that?" Veronica said, turning and kissing me. "Let's get back out, you take the tray and I'll get the laptop. If we stay too much longer I'm going to have you on the floor, and then what would they say?" she asked. "They would probably applaud, remember last night before dinner." "I do, and I remember how I felt in your arms, the evening ended too quickly," said Veronica. As we walked out, both girls were still topless and sitting on the coping talking. "Ashley, get the Chinese menu from the kitchen and take orders, would you please," asked Veronica. "Sure, be right back." As Ashley was passing me she paused, wiggled her breasts a bit, and asked, "Enjoying?" "Absolutely. All three of you" "I heard that, Scott you really have a way with the right answer, don't you?" remarked Veronica. "That's the way I feel, Veronica, that's just the way I feel." Ashley asked each one of us our choices, scribbling the responses on a scrap of paper then went inside to call the orders in. "Food will be here in half an hour" announced Ashley when she came back out to the deck. "Either you ladies cover up or make sure that you don't answer the door," said Veronica. "Scott, you're in charge of the door, I'm staying this way," Ashley said. Katrina chimed in with "Me too." "Ladies, I'm taking Veronica back to my house after dinner, so behave." "Are you coming back home tonight, Mom," Ashley asked. "Perhaps, perhaps not. I'll just have to see if I'm having a good time," said Veronica in feigned aloofness. "Katrina, hand me my camera and I'll copy the memory card into this laptop," I said. After she did, she reached across me for her drink and brushed her bare nipple against my cheek. "Ohh sorry," she said. "The pleasure was all mine," I grinned. "No, I enjoyed it too," said Katrina. With that she leaned forward again and I turned and lightly kissed and then sucked the nipple that was right in front of my face. "Now that was a pleasant surprise. Thanks, Dad. Do you think you may want to do it again?" "Absolutely!" I said. "He does that well, doesn't he?" commented Ashley. "Ohh," was all Katrina said as she put her nipple back in the front of my mouth and received that same result. A gentle kiss and suck. I took a cable from my camera bag and attached it to the laptop and the camera and began to move copies of all the pictures to a file on the hard drive. When the download finished, I disconnected everything and Veronica stood at the back door and asked, "Scott, do you mind if I wear a skirt and blouse tonight?" "No, what's to mind?" I asked. "OK, let's take a look." This was either a bad idea or a great idea, both ladies got behind me, one on either side, each put a hand on a shoulder, and leaned forward to look at the screen. As I was scrolling through the pictures listening to a running commentary from each, I would turn my head and invariably bump into a hard nipple or a firm breast. "You know Scott, you'll have to quit that, but not before dinner arrives," said Ashley. "I've felt your lips on my nipple more than once." "I like the way it feels, too," said Katrina. Having said that, both Katrina and Ashley then began to purposely press on my cheeks with their breasts. In fact I would swear that they each brushed my lips every time they did. Ah, youth, and nice breasts. Finally I turned to Ashley and gave her left nipple a long lick and a lingering suck then turned to Katrina and did the same to her right breast while squeezing and caressing her left breast. Both reacted saying, "It's a shame you stopped." "There are some wonderful pictures here Scott. You're going to leave these on the laptop, aren't you?" asked Ashley. "No, as soon as dinner is over they're going to be erased." "What!" "Just kidding, yes they're yours and if you want more just ask, either of you." "I heard that," Veronica said as she walked back into the room. "When will you photograph me?" "Whenever and forever, sweetheart. I'm at your beck and call." Just then the doorbell rang and Ashley turned. "Stop!" said Veronica, "Scott will get it." I looked at Veronica, she was again a vision. A yellow skirt that stopped a bit above her knees, a yellow satin blouse that fit her snugly and perfectly, yellow three inch sling back pumps, and light tan hose. Her hair was down and she had added a flip to the end and it just rested on her shoulders. "You are gorgeous. You did all that in 30 minutes?" "Actually it would have taken longer if I had spent the time looking for the perfect bra." Ashley turned to look at Veronica. I don't ever remember you completely dressed without a bra, you do have a delightful pair. You know that?" "Of course I do, now if only Scott likes the look," "What, am I made of stone?" All eyes dropped to my dick, and they replied at once "Seems so!" The doorbell rang again, perhaps a little more insistently. I said, "I'd better get that, walk with me Veronica," as I took her hand. To our backs, Ashley said to Katrina, "There's something serious developing there, don't you think?" "I agree. Dad has needed someone like Veronica for a long time, even before he and mom got divorced. He's such a good, caring person, besides being the sexiest man I know. I love him so much," said Katrina. "I'm glad we seem to get along as well," said Katrina as she hugged Ashley tightly and then they shared a long tender kiss. "I guess all good things come to those who stand and wait. I wonder who said that?" remarked Ashley. "And why?" Veronica and Scott came back onto the deck carrying bags of food. "Let's just eat here. Are you ladies going to put on tops?" Veronica asked. Katrina and Ashley looked at each other and Ashley said, "Unless you're offended, we'll pass on the top thing." I said, "I'm not, you Veronica?" She nodded no. "Then let's eat. Veronica do you want to see the pictures on the laptop or do you want to wait until we get to my house and I'll play them on the 42 inch screen?" "With you on the big screen," said Veronica. "Ashley, I had forgotten that Dad can run them on the HD screen, come over sometime and we can do that." Except for the two lovely bare-breasted ladies at the table it seemed to be a nice casual dinner. I really hoped that there would be many, many more to follow. Any Chance We Could Ch. 03 After finishing Veronica stood, and said, "Come on Scott, take me away from all this young pulchritude so you can concentrate on mine." "Let me throw on my shirt and shoes and we'll go." When I finished I gathered up my camera and bag, kissed Katrina full on the lips as she gave me a tight hug and touched my lips with her tongue and said "Play nice, see you tomorrow. Wait, let's do that again." This time she kissed me and I opened my mouth to receive her tongue and pressed mine into hers as well. Ashley asked Veronica, "Are you coming back home tonight?" "I don't know," Veronica replied. Ashley came over kissed Veronica then me and pushed her breasts against me as she did. I guess I had put on the shirt too soon. "Too bad you had your shirt on, those two sets of hard nipples probably would have felt good," smirked Veronica. "I can take it off and take a redo," I said. "No, let's go before you get into trouble." Veronica and I headed for the door and Ashley softly said to Katrina, "She's not wearing regular panties. I can tell by the way her ass jiggles. Delightful looking isn't it?" "She is a beautiful, very sexy woman. You're very lucky to have her for your mother." "I know. Let's clean up this mess and take our suit bottoms off and go back into the pool and play." "Now that's a great idea," said Katrina. On the way home my uncontrolled hand slid up Veronica's thigh on the slick soft nylon, paused at the lace top, proceed slowly on her bare thigh and came to a screeching halt at pubic hair. "Did you forget something?" as I pressed the side of my hand against her pussy. "Why, nothing I know of. Whatever can you be talking about?" she said with a wide-eyed innocent look. "OK, then, we'll discuss this further when we get home." I said as my finger began to caress her moist slit. "Are we almost there?" she asked slightly spreading her legs. "Not soon enough, not nearly soon enough," I said huskily. Two hours, well, maybe it was only 10 minutes later we pulled into the driveway and drove directly to the garage. The door lowered, the light was on and I reached over kissed her, hard and longingly. I pulled away, got out, ran around to open her door which she had half way opened, and watched this vision swing her legs out then apart as she began to stand. She saw my eyes looking at her pussy. "Like what you see?" "Yes," was my croaked reply. "Good, then you'll love what I taste like and feel like when you're inside me." "God, you're a wanton harlot!' "You bet, take me inside, someplace comfortable where we can ditch these clothes and I can do my harlot thing," she said. The minute we got inside the door Veronica was unbuttoning my shorts and pulling my shirt over my head. As they hit the floor there was a pause in her activity and she said, "Appears that you have been caught in some half-truths here" "What do you mean?" as my cock softened a bit. "This is what I mean," as she grabbed my dick. "Fourteen inches, indeed, six or seven maybe!" "I was kidding about the fourteen Veronica, what about your Quad D's?" "Come on handsome, unbutton my blouse and let's get serious." I kissed her deeply as I unbuttoned her blouse, and then caressed her bare ass under her skirt. "Let's go," I said as I wrapped my arm around her waist and walked her to the bedroom. "So this is where I'm going to work my harlotry? Or is it wantonness? I forget. It seems like forever since I've done either one." "Veronica, you really are something else, you know that don't you?" "Yes, I do. Come here Scott, let me begin." She pressed her hard nipples against my chest, grabbed my ass with one hand the other went around my neck. We kissed deeply, tongues battling, my hands on her back and under her raised skirt. As we embraced she moved her breasts across my chest, broke the kiss and said, "Don't let these boobs knock you over, they've been known to do that." "I've never been floored by a B cup, which by the way are absolutely the most beautiful breasts I've ever seen." "Thanks, lover, despite seeing two other pair, the sum of the ages of which don't begin equal mine, you still like them?" I pushed her back a bit, and looked at her tear-drop shaped breasts, her nipples were about the size of thimbles and the same dark color as her areola. I bent down and began sucking her nipples and caressing her breasts, while my other hand squeezed her ass. "Answer enough?" She dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth. After bobbing back on forth on it for a few minutes, she said "This is perfect, handsome, just perfect." I took her hands from my hips and led her to the bed. I unzipped her skirt and let it fall. All she was wearing now were stockings and heels. "Shall I leave these on?" she asked. "Of course." As I knelt and headed for her warm, damp, pussy. Her pubic hair was a very light blonde and had been trimmed on the sides in deference to a bikini. I licked her thighs next to her slightly parted labia. Then I ran my tongue up her slit from her asshole to her clit. This resulted in moaning and spreading of her legs. I put my arms under her legs and lifted them onto my shoulders. I kissed and licked for quite some time, then parted her lips and ran my tongue around her opening and began to push it in and out. More moans, more pressure on my ears from her thighs, then, I went for her clit. I teased it into the open and began sucking and stroking it with my tongue. As she started bucking her hips, I put one, then two fingers inside her. That did it. She let out a long, deep groan and totally soaked my face with her juices as she came. I lifted her legs from my shoulders, and moved her lengthwise onto the bed. I climbed on next to her. She opened her arms and pulled me to her. "Oh, lover, can we do that again and again?" she asked. "Yes, but right now I want to be inside you." "Of course you do, you need a nice warm place to put that fourteen incher." "Condom?" I asked. "Pill," she said, and rolled me on top of her. As we kissed, I entered her and began slowly stroking in and back out to the head of my cock. "God, you feel so fucking good, why didn't we do this on Thursday?" "Veronica, it's only Saturday. How wanton are you?" "Faster, harder, handsome." She began bucking her hips and drawing her legs up with her heels on the bed. "I'm about to cum," I grunted, and as she exploded into a moaning orgasm, I did as well.. "Handsome, it's been too long. Can we do this for a long time?" asked Veronica "As long as you'll have me, you harlot," I replied As I softened and started to slide out of her, she pouted and asked, "Can we do it again soon." "With your help, very soon." "Well get off me, lay on your back and I'll get right on that." With that she took my cock in her mouth and said, "Just right, just perfect, just wonderful. Do I really taste that good?" she asked as she was licking my cum and her juices off my dick. "Like nectar, you wanton harlot, nectar," I managed to get out. As I became stiff again, she kept her hand wrapped around me, straddled me, and settled down on it. She put her hands on my chest and I reached for her nipples and lightly pinched them. She started to move up and down and occasionally from side to side getting the full effect of my cock. "Veronica, you are a most beautiful woman, a most sensual woman, a very special woman. I love your hair falling around your face, watching your breasts jiggle as you move, the feel of your legs by my hips, your hands on my chest," I said. "Aww, you're just saying that because you've got your cock all the way in me and you want to make sure you get to do it again," she laughingly said. "Probably, I guess we'll have to do it again just to make sure." "I'm about to cum, how close are you?" she asked. "Close, like now," I grunted. Her stroking increased and we came together. My cum filling her for the second time. She collapsed on my chest, kissed me, then put her head on my shoulder and whispered in my ear, "Scott, I would like get very used to this." We lay there holding one another until I once again began to soften and slip out of her. "Move up here, Veronica, straddle my face, I want to lick your cunt." "Oooh. Such common language! Coming right up," she said as she put her hands on the headboard and began dripping in my mouth. "Oh, what a delightful way to come down off a cum high," Veronica said. She began to rotate her hips so I just held my tongue flat and left her to her pleasure. "Scott, tell me something?" She asked. "Anything," I answered to her pussy. "How in the world did you not cum this afternoon when Ashley and Katrina were parading around bare breasted and you were sucking on Ashley's nipples, then on your daughter's?" "With a great deal of concentration and the hope of tonight. I did almost lose it during the photo session, and while viewing the pictures on the laptop as they kept putting their nipples against my cheeks and in my mouth, and again when I was standing behind you with my cock against your ass and my hand on your bare breast under your suit top. Don't count on that happening every time, it's too much work and besides in the future I don't think anyone, the girls included, would particularly mind." "You're probably right about them. What do you think of the bi-curiosity comments?" she asked as she moved to lie down beside me. "Do you want me to leave on the hose and heels?" "Katrina and I talked briefly about it last night, and Yes. I really don't know what to think, but I do think that they are back at your house doing the equivalent of what we just did without a cock being involved. That's probably a good effect. And, you?" I asked. "I don't know, I guess it's OK, I do know that a woman I was in college with and I had quite a 'lesbian' affair, if you want to call it that that lasted for almost a year until we graduated. It became a good way to achieve sexual release with getting a reputation as an easy fuck. They'll grow out it, and if they don't they don't. Did you have any indication that Katrina was curious in that way?" "No, but if I think about it, there were never any boys hanging around after her Freshman year and she had wide circle of female friends. I wonder how it came up between the two of them?" I asked. "I can't imagine that one said to the other, 'Let's kiss and pet and stuff'. Someday I'll ask Ashley, but you did notice how they teased you, didn't you?" "Veronica, how do you think I could have missed that? I hope it doesn't make you jealous." "Not likely, they're both related to us." "Would you like something to drink?" I asked. As I got up, I went to the closet and grabbed a shirt of mine and slipped it over her shoulders and kissed the back of her neck and nibbled an earlobe. "Keep that up and I'm going to spend the night!" said Veronica. "I thought you'd never say yes," I said as I was backing out of the way of her punch to my arm. I pulled on a pair of athletic shorts, took her hand, and led her to the kitchen. "I'll show you around after we get something to drink." "Oh, that's right, where're your etchings? I remember that that's how you lured me over here." "Really, I thought it was my dick that got you here," I said. "That, too," Veronica said. "I'm going to call Ashley and tell her not to expect me home until tomorrow, OK?" "Hi, Ashley, it's Mom." "Hi, Mom, are you spending the night with Scott?" "Yes, how did you know that was why I called?" "Only because of the way you looked at each other all day that's why," said Ashley. "Stop that, it's Mom, careful or I'll return the favor Katrina!" Veronica asked, "What's going on?" "Katrina grabbed my ass and licked my nipple." "OK, play nice, see you in the morning. Good night, Ashley. Say goodnight to Katrina as well. Love you," Veronica hung up. "What's going on? I asked. "Oh, Katrina grabbed Ashley's ass and licked her nipple while she was talking to me." "Right or left nipple, which ass cheek?" I grinned. "Let's see your etchings, how about a glass of Chardonnay, do you have any?" "Sure." I said, as I went to get the drinks from the refrigerator, squeezing Veronica's ass as I passed her. Turning with the wine bottle, I said "They're in here," and I led her to the den. "Did I bring my purse in, or is it still in the car?" "I think you left it in the car. Do you want it?" "Yes. I have some panties in it. I'm leaking. I'll go get it, I have shoes on." I said, "Sit on the edge of this chair." When she did, I parted her legs and licked her pussy for a few minutes. "Did that help?" "God, you're a sexy man Scott. Yes, for a few minutes, but I'll be right back and hold that thought." "Bring in my camera bag as well," I asked. Veronica came back in carrying her purse and the camera bag. Set both down and extracted a pair of thong panties from her purse and put them on. "Woman, have you no shame?" I asked. "At the moment, none whatsoever," she replied. "Wait, I'll be right back." "What now?" Veronica walked out of the room and was gone for a few minutes returning in her skirt and no top. "I thought you might like this combination of undress, you said I had pretty breasts." "I did, and I really do." "Well, show me your etchings," she said. "They're in this display rack, mounted but not framed. These first four were taken at an abandoned industrial site and in keeping with the theme are in black and white." I stood each print on the bookshelf counter. "I went to the site four or five times over several days at various times during the day for natural lighting and took about two hundred pictures to get these four." "Great composition, great lighting, very somber, even the truck looks like it's brooding. Did you get awards for these?" "Yes, for all but the second one." I said. "This next group is obviously nature, not as easy to take as the immobile structures, but rewarding, nonetheless." I lined the three prints up in front of the black and white ones. "Oh, Scott, they're beautiful." "And so, my love, are your breasts, I going to take a short intermission and suck your nipples and rub your ass." I stepped toward Veronica and she quickly closed the distance. We embraced, my hands immediately under her skirt, caressing her incredible ass. Then she leaned back and said, "Don't forget the rest of the intermission refreshments," as she cupped a breast and offered it to me. I licked and sucked the offered nipple and then the other nipple to a symphony of moans and sighs. "Let's finish the show and we can make out on the couch," Veronica said. "Ok, just a few more, and if you don't let go of my cock, I'll never get the show restarted." As she let go I went back to the rack and removed four more prints and lined them up on the shelf. They were nudes, and if you studied them closely enough, they were of the same model. Two were in color and the other two were black and white. "Do you like Alice?" I asked. "Did you sleep with her?" was Veronica's immediate question. "No love, nor is she Katrina's mother. I have some contacts in the Art Department at the University and was invited to come in and photograph her during a student class session." "She's striking. Very somber in the black and white prints, very full of energy in the color prints. How many did you take to get these?" "I think I wound up with close to three hundred. Sorting them out took several days." "Well, handsome, I'm very impressed. Not only with your talent behind the camera but also in bed. Can I keep you?" "I was hoping you'd want too," I said. "Want to see the girls, ours, I mean." "Sure, can we snuggle and make out while we watch?" she asked. "I'll have to think about that." I responded. "Duh." I opened the camera bag, removed the camera, and set it on the shelf in front of the TV, pulled some cables from behind the screen, and plugged them in. I picked up the remote, took Veronica's hand and walked back to the couch. I sat and she sat next to me, putting her legs across my lap and one arm around my neck. "Kiss me," she said. Not being adverse, I did just that with one hand in her hair and the other sliding up the inside of her thigh and wriggled a finger under the edge of panties and entered her very wet and warm pussy. "Oh, handsome, you really know how to kiss a girl, don't you?" "Yeah, it's one of my degrees," I said through my kiss. "Ok, take your finger out for a minute and let's watch the second part of the show. I know by the time it's over, I'll be so tired I'll need to go to bed. Stay under my skirt and keep your hand on my leg. Please." I retrieved the remote with the hand I had in her hair and began to scroll through the pictures. On the large screen the color was great and the pictures were very clear. "Those ladies are something else, they have a great deal of poise, even topless," I said. "Especially topless. I like the one of Ashley sitting casually with her legs crossed watching you photograph Katrina. Are these making you hard?' Veronica asked. "Harder, and it seems that you're getting wetter," I said as I moved the back of my hand against her panty covered pussy." "How sensual they are, especially bare breasted. Look at the air of confidence in their expressions when posing solo. I'm amazed, Alice wasn't nearly that confident and she was probably twenty-one or twenty-two and had done it before," I said. "Perhaps it was Katrina and Ashley's audience. They both seem very comfortable with us. Did you see any hesitation with them taking off their tops, or getting their nipples sucked? Or asking to get them sucked?" asked Veronica. "What are you going to do if they ask for more?" she said after pausing a bit with her eyes on the screen. "I'll say yes to Katrina, and of course you can decide about Ashley. In any event you'll be there. I think my only reservation would be that Katrina have her pussy covered at least until she gets older. Although the fact that she doesn't shave means she is naturally pretty well covered. Ashley as well. But like you with very blonde pubic hair not as much is concealed," I said. "Do you like the natural hair-covered look?" Veronica asked. "Yes, I do, very much, do you?" I asked "I do, and I'm glad you do as well," she said. "I think it lends an air of privacy, maturity, and overall sexiness. A shaved pussy looks like it should be on a ten year old, and believe me that is not any kind of turn on for me." I said. "Good points. I agree with you, especially about being covered naturally and otherwise. Now let's go to bed, and you can cover as many of my body parts with as many your body parts as you can. I'm glad you like my hairy pussy." "Veronica, turn and put your legs the other way, I want to play with those magnificent breasts a bit more before we get up." She turned, and cupped a breast to my mouth I sucked the nipple as I pulled up her skirt and put my hand in her panties. She spread her legs to give me maximum contact with her very wet pussy. After a few minutes, she leaned back, and said, "Let's get that wonderful cock uncovered and go to your bed. Now, please." As she sat up and I stood to take her hand, I said "I love it when a woman says please." I left her standing there as I released her hand and ducked into the kitchen to turn out the lights and as we left the den, I turned those off as well. She was now in front of me as we walked down the hall to the bedroom I couldn't resist putting my arms around her and cupping both breasts. "You devil, you've figured out how much I like that haven't you?" "It's mutual then." As we approached the bed, I unzipped her skirt, letting it slide down her legs, turned her to face me and said, "Sit, I'll finish undressing you." I removed both shoes and rolled her stockings down her legs, pulled them off and kissed her toes. Any Chance We Could Ch. 03 "Bathroom before bed?" "Yes, you can go first," she said. I returned saying "I'd forgotten how hard it is to piss with a hard on." "It's a good thing I didn't go in there with you. I guess it would have been worse if I had been holding it for you," she said with a smirk. I patted her on her ass as she passed me and said "You are so sexy in just panties." She came back out shortly, no panties, saying, "Take me, handsome, you've finally sweet talked me into letting you ravish me again. We rolled onto the bed, made love probably three or four more times and finally turned out the light. "You don't have any alarm set do you?" she asked. "No lover I don't," as I pulled her back to me in the spoon position. "If I can do anything for you, just poke me in the ass will you? Good night, Scott. I'm so happy we met." "Good night, lover, so am I, so am I." Any Chance We Could Ch. 04 This began as a NaNoWriMo entry last year and was 51K words long then. It's now over 100K words and growing. A work still in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in two or three day intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Sunday, September 30. We both fell asleep and slept soundly until mid-morning. I did poke her about nine o'clock with a piss hard on. "Get up, go to the bathroom then come and put that cock inside me," she sleepily said. I did and I did. It was wonderful. I went to make coffee as she showered, after I got it brewing, I joined her. "Good morning again, I don't ever remember starting the day in the shower with my lover," Veronica said, kissing me and fondling my cock. We finally got out of the shower, toweling each other off, which was another delightful extended experience itself. I put on boxers, shorts and a shirt, slipped into sandals and sat on the side of the bed watching Veronica getting dressed. Her purse was large, but didn't seen large enough to hold fresh stockings, a sheer bra, sheer panties, a tank top that molded itself to her figure and a stretchy short skirt. The final result when she put on her heels was a major boner causer. The skirt was tight across her ass and came just to the bottom edge of the lace top of the thigh highs. She stepped toward me with her arms out to hug me. As she stepped into me I held her tight, feeling her breasts against my chest and ran my hands over her ass as she ground her pussy against my hard dick. "I could get used to starting my day with you, you know that?" she said. "Me too," I said as I kissed her again. We walked into the kitchen. She walked over to the fridge and began removing some items putting them on the counter. "You sit over there, drink your coffee, and watch my wonderful ass." "What would you like to do today assuming that it's 'us' today?" Veronica asked. "Be with you, I don't care where, just be with you. I really haven't taken any time for myself for the last four or five years. When I told my partner that I wouldn't be in last Friday evening, not yesterday and not at all today, he looked at me asked if I were sick. I told him no, just taking some personal time. I see that Katrina has two games on the calendar for Tuesday and Thursday, does Ashley play this week?" "I think Monday and Wednesday, why?" "I'm going to Katrina's games and I'll also go to Ashley's. Will you be there?" I asked. "Handsome, if you're going to be there, I'm going to be there. Tell me where Katrina's games are and when we get home I'll check on the locations for Ashley's." "I going to do a major slow down and enjoy my daughter, you and your daughter. Sound OK to you?" I said. "Honey, the more I get to see you, the happier I'll be. So last Thursday was a quirk in your constant work schedule? A most fortunate quirk for me, I think?" "Veronica, I had worked forty-three days straight before last Thursday afternoon, and after meeting you and having our first date, I talked to Emerson Friday morning and told him that I'd met a woman and I wanted to spend as much time as she would allow me to get to know her." "He wasn't happy but agreed that our staff could handle the international work that I was up to my eyebrows in as long as I would spend a couple of hours each morning reviewing what they were doing. We have a couple of eager beavers who are single and will welcome the opportunity to show us what they can do, hours be damned." "Emerson is your partner?" "Yes, he and I founded the banking house about twenty years ago and have made it grow. It has made us both financially secure and now it's time for me to enjoy some of the fruits of my labor. I want to enjoy Katrina I want to enjoy you and Ashley. I want to be able to kiss you and see you as much as possible." "And our going out Thursday night precipitated this? I hope your expectations of me aren't so high that you wind up disappointed." "Veronica, we seem to share a lot of commonalities, teenaged daughters, sense of humor, desire to share ourselves. Do you feel the same way, or am I fantasizing?" "Scott, I've never met a man like you. In three days, well now four, you have changed my perspective, and I like my new perspective. I like you, I will probably fall deeply in love with you, and I will want to share all of my life with you. You are my knight. Of course the fourteen inch dick helps too. Here's your breakfast, let's eat, and begin to enjoy today." "Veronica, you realize that you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, don't you?" "Even more beautiful than Alice?" "There's no comparison." "Speaking of daughters I gather that you hadn't seen Katrina in yesterday's state of undress before had you? Veronica asked. "No, I hadn't. She's incredibly beautiful and sexy. I don't know how that got by me except that I haven't been home much for the last several years. Ashley is equally sexy, takes after you in so many ways." I said. "She does that. She's probably as much attracted to you as I am. And as much as Katrina is from what I've seen that last few days and from what Ashley told me Friday night," said Veronica. "And I agree. She is sexy and beautiful." After finishing breakfast and coffee, Veronica sat on my lap with her arms around me and I stroked her legs, caressed her ass, and ran my hand over her breasts. "Scott." "Yes." "Are you trying to push me off your lap?" "What do you mean?" "With your table turner overer. Is what I mean. I hope I always have that effect on you," she said. I slid my hand under her skirt and put it against her wet panties, "And that I always have this effect on you." "When can we go to bed again?" she asked. "Soon I hope." "For now though let's get back over to your house and swim. Should I bring my camera?" "Will you photograph me?" "If you wish." "I wish, let's get going." she said After about ten minutes of passionate kissing and petting we finally made it out to the garage and after I ran back inside for trunks we began the drive to Veronica's. Katrina and Ashley were on the pool deck when we got there, both dressed in tank tops and shorts, drinking coffee. "Just get up?" I asked. "Yes, just a little while ago. You?" asked Ashley. "Long enough ago to have eaten a wonderful breakfast that your mother prepared." I walked over and kissed then both on the mouth and said, "I missed the both of you." "Thanks Dad." "Thanks Scott." "Mom, I like the tight short skirt and hose. You really do have a nice ass." Veronica was right behind me to kiss them both as well. "Thanks for the praise, did you enjoy each other last night?" "Yes, Mom we did, didn't we Katrina?" "Yes, a lot. And you two?" asked Katrina. "Very much, so much that I'm going to drastically reduce my time at the office and begin enjoying all three of you," I said. "Dad, you've worked all the time since I can remember, why the change? Veronica?" asked Katrina. "You bet. She opened my eyes to what else is around me. Ashley I hope you know what a special woman your mother is, you too, for that matter." "Thanks, Scott." Ashley stood, put her arms around me and kissed me on the lips again, a bit more deeply with her tongue against my lips, and her hips against me. She leaned back and said, "Made you hard didn't I?" "Yes, Ashley, you did." "Who wants to get some clothes off and sun and swim?" asked Veronica. "Nude?" asked Ashley. "Not completely today, Ashley. Topless, bottoms on. Both of you," Veronica said. "Aww," said both Katrina and Ashley, but then "OK, we can practice for Spring break later," said Ashley. "Are you going to be topless too Veronica?" asked Katrina. "Scott?" Veronica asked. "Whatever you wish, it's OK with me bare breasts or not." "Dad, you really have it bad don't you?" said Katrina. "Yes he does!" said Veronica throwing her arms around me and kissing me. "Sweety, there's some hamburger in the fridge, I'll make it into patties and if you can fire up the grill we'll have that for a late lunch. I guess my tits won't offend Katrina then will they?" "No, darling, no one will be offended. She may even return yesterday's kiss and suck. You maybe won't even need to ask," I said. "Ooh, that caused me to shiver," said Veronica. "Is this OK?" Ashley reappeared on the deck wearing a sheer bra, sheer panties, and strappy heels. "Umm, I guess, you do have your pussy covered, not out of sight, but covered. Are you going to leave the bra on are you just going for a 'look'?" Veronica asked. "Since it's OK, Scott, unfasten my bra will you. Can you get close enough to do it?" asked Ashley "What?" I said. "Well with all those batteries in your pants, I thought I'd ask," she was laughing as she spoke. As I unfastened her bra I told her how attractive her hairy pussy looked to me. "Thanks, Scott. Katrina said you'd like it." "Katrina, sheer is OK, come on out!" Ashley yelled toward the house. Katrina, my daughter Katrina, came out in a pair of panties that were light blue and as sheer as cellophane. Her matching bra showed her hard nipples pushing against the sheer fabric. "Where did you get that striking bra and panty set?" Veronica asked incredulously. "We went shopping last night Dad, is it OK?" "It is with me, but what would your mother say?" "She'd probably faint knowing I was wearing it in front of you and Veronica." "You're probably right, very sexy, I won't faint. Veronica, what'd you think of our two lovely ladies?" "Where'd you get them and I'm going tomorrow. Any particular color Scott?" "I can't imagine that color makes any difference," I said. "I like the thong style, is really shows off your nice asses," I remarked with what little breath I had left. "Scott, let's go inside and change while you can still get your pants down," said Veronica. When we got in the house, I realized that I had left my trunks in the car and detoured to the driveway to get them. Veronica stood waiting for me and beckoned me with her finger to come upstairs with her. She took me by the hand and led me into her bedroom, closed the door and said, "Strip, handsome. I need you, now!" As I was undressing I noticed that she had just pulled her panties off. She lay back on the bed, slithered the skirt up to waist and said "Kiss me and get inside me." Not being a man to be bossed around, I got on the bed, turned onto my back, and said, "Practice your wantonness on top, you harlot." She straddled me, guided my cock into her pussy and fully settled down. When I was completely inside her, she leaned forward and we passionately kissed. She began squirming and moving her hips from side to side, then began a low moan. I put my hand between us and sought her clit. It was wet and hard. As I touched it and lightly pinched it, the volume of her moans increased sharply as well her breathing. When she came she moved her pelvis rapidly forward and back and I came inside her. After last night I was surprised that I had anything left, but the spurts filled her up and a little began leaking out of her and down my cock. When her breathing returned to normal, she rolled off me and said, "Let's get back outside before they become more suspicious than they already are." I went into her adjoining bathroom, wetted a wash cloth to clean myself off and took one into Veronica. She said, "I rather you lick this off, but we don't have time." "Don't worry I'll do it again at the earliest opportunity." I said. As I pulled on my trunks, Veronica got out a pair of semi-sheer panties and a bra that only covered the bottom of her breasts. "I like that bra," I said. "What's it called?" "Either a quarter cup or a shelf bra. You really like it? I can get more tomorrow when I buy clear panties." We kissed again, I squeezed her ass and her breasts, and said, "What a difference a day makes, yesterday we changed in separate rooms because of the girls, today we made love with the girls downstairs." As we walked onto the deck, Ashley exclaimed, "You guys made love, didn't you! Scott's batteries are gone. Did you lose them in Mom's bed?" "Ashley, for crying out loud," Veronica said. "Veronica, I love that bra on you, it really makes your tits and nipples look very sexy," said Katrina. "We looked at some last night and now that I see what they look like on someone I'm going to buy some. OK with you, Dad?" "Anything, Katrina, as many as you think you'll need." "Mom, why don't you take those stockings off?" "Oops, my mind was on other things, Scott help me, please." Veronica sat on the nearest chair and extended her leg to me. I knelt in front of her removed her shoe and rolled her stocking down, then she repeated it with the other leg and I put both shoes back on only after having kissed each toe and then sucked both big toes a bit "Jeez, Dad that was sexy, will you help me with my stockings next time?" "Just ask," was my response. Ashley abruptly left and went into the house. "Was it something I said?" "I doubt it, bathroom maybe," said Veronica. "Ok, is Ashley going to be the only topless one here?" asked Veronica. "Scott, come take some pictures of me with this bra on and then I'll take it off," said Veronica. "I'll run to the car to get it and be right back," I said. As soon as I got back Ashley appeared at the sliding door. "Well, Scott will you help me with my stockings?" She stood in the doorway, topless in those sheer panties, wearing dark tan lace top thigh high stockings and strappy three inch heels. So much for the relief that Veronica and I had just achieved. "Gotcha hard didn't I?" said Ashley. "Yep, you knew you would." "Dad," Katrina said as looked at Ashley, "You have got to photograph her for me, she is sooo sexy looking." "OK, I guess I can." "Oh, listen to you," Veronica said, "You know you can." "Will you help again sweetheart?" I asked "Ashley, I want you to slowly walk toward me and Scott will take pictures as you do. Go, ahead Scott." Ashley walked very slowly across the deck, one hand on her hip, the other at her side, I was firing the shutter several times every second. As she got closer to us, I zoomed in on her breasts and face. She turned and gave me some excellent ass shots as she walked back toward Katrina standing at the door. As she reached Katrina's side she put her arm around Katrina's waist, and pushed the side of her hip against Katrina's. Katrina reached across and fondled Ashley's breast, then Ashley turned and kissed her. Deeply. When the kiss broke, Ashley began caressing Katrina's bra covered breasts. I looked over at Veronica, her legs were slightly parted and her crotch was clearly wet. The front of my trunks were standing out six inches and there were several pre-cum wet spots. If anyone had touched my cock at that moment, I would have cum instantly. "How about all three of you incredible ladies together?" Veronica said, "Let's see if all three of us will fit on the settee." Katrina sat at the end, Veronica in the middle and Ashley walked over while I continued to shoot her and put her foot over the arm onto the cushion and turned slightly toward me. Fantastic open leg shot! I zoomed to her pussy with the hair clearly showing through the transparent panties and a few errant ones escaping the edge. The framing included the lace tops of her stockings. Veronica put her arm behind Ashley's leg, then put her hand on the inside of her thigh and moved it up past the lace until the side of her hand was against Ashley's pussy. "You're wet, very wet," said Veronica. "God, I hope to tell you I'm wet, if it weren't for the panties it'd be running down my leg," said Ashley. I zoomed back and got few pictures of Veronica kissing Ashley's knee. "OK, Ashley sit next to your Mom. All of you cross your legs and give me your most wanton looks. Very nice, Katrina. But you do need to work on your wanton look, Veronica can show you." At that Katrina leaned over and licked the top of Veronica's exposed breasts, told her to arch her back, and then sucked the exposed nipples. I moved to the end of the settee and asked her to do it again, this time Veronica put her fingers in Katrina's hair and held Katrina in that position. I got probably 30 pictures of that kissing and sucking replay. "Well, Katrina, so much for working on your wantonness," I said. "You know, with the transparency of these young ladies' panties, they could just wear pantyhose and cover as much. Would you like that as well handsome?" asked Veronica. "Recall our conversation about hairy pussies?" I asked. "Pantyhose with no panties is a turn on for me too, but you probably knew that." "I need to replace the battery in my camera," I said standing up. Ashley, smirking, said "Well, you won't have to go very far you've got a good supply of them in your trunks." "Come with me, Scott," said Veronica, getting up and taking my hand. As we walked in the bathroom Veronica sat on the toilet seat, and said, "Close the door." She then pulled my suit down, grabbed my cock and began to gently stroke the shaft and lick the head. She then took me full into her mouth and I know I didn't last more than a minute before cumming into her mouth. "That was very tasty, Scott, got any more?" "Not right now," as I leaned down to kiss her cum coated mouth and put a hand into each bra cup. As I deeply kissed her I enjoyed my slightly salty taste in her mouth. "Take your hands out, handsome, let me stand up, hold me, play with my ass." "What was that all about?" I leaned back a very little bit to ask. "I knew you wouldn't last if one of us even came close to touching you, both girls were looking at your hard on and so was I. I couldn't let that load go to waste, now could I?" As we walked back out, both girls were looking at my relatively flat tent then Ashley said, "Mom, you could have done that out here. We might've learned something." Veronica said, "Sorry no health classes today. Fire up that grill handsome and let's get lunch going." As I was putting charcoal into the fire chimney, Ashley brought my camera bag and camera over and in a low voice said "I'd really like to discharge your batteries sometime." She sat the bag on the deck, the camera next to it and as she turned to walk away she reached for the front of my trunks and gave me a firm squeeze, kissed my earlobe and whisperingly asked, "OK?" "I'm sure we would both find it a pleasure, thanks and sure," I said in a low voice. As the burgers were cooking we talked about the softball schedules for the coming week. I told them both that I would be at all their games this week and they seemed pleased. Veronica said "I'll meet you there and then we'll have dinner together after each one." "Katrina bring your homework, we'll do it here." said Ashley. "How about the club again Friday?" I asked. "Dressy?" asked Katrina. "Wouldn't want it any other way ladies. Small price to pay for another wonderful evening," I replied. Lunch was a major distraction. Veronica sat next to me leaning forward showing me her perfect breasts and nipples. Ashley of course was still topless with her hose on. She sat across from me running her foot up my leg. And Katrina left her sheer bra on and ran her bare foot up my other leg. "Come on Katrina, let's get wet, Scott's looking at me is making me hot. Are you going to take my hose off?" Ashley directed the question to me. Any Chance We Could Ch. 04 "I guess if you're both going to swim in those panties?" asked Veronica. "I will too." Katrina stood, and moved in front of Veronica, and asked, "Unfasten me will you?" Veronica put her arms around Katrina pulling her closer to her, unfastened the bra and as it slid down licked both of Katrina's nipples. "Just what I was hoping for, thanks Veronica." "Oh, just any time. You feel nice in my mouth," said Veronica. "Doesn't she Scott?" "The taste I had yesterday was enough to tickle my taste buds. I'm going to have to try it again, or make it routine," I replied. "Now?" asked Katrina as she stepped in front of me cupping a breast in each hand. I gently licked and sucked each nipple and drew low moans from Katrina. "You're right Veronica, but of the three of you I like yours the best," I said "Only because you know you can make love to me, handsome," she replied. "Aww," said Ashley. "We need a nipple sucking and kissing contest and then we'll see where it leads. Especially with his dick sticking out like that. Seems a waste." "Veronica, don't take the bra off yet, you asked for some pictures and I haven't done that yet. Well kind of when Katrina was playing with your breasts. But not by yourself," I said. "Ashley come over here and sit down, and yes, I want to take your stockings off," I said. Ashley sat on the settee next to Veronica. I knelt and put my hand behind her right calf and lifted her foot into my lap. I undid the buckle on the ankle strap, took off her shoe and rested her foot on my cock. I moved my hands up her leg maintaining finger tip contact the whole way. The hose were long and the top edge of the lace was just at the edge of her panties. As I put my fingers under the top of her hose at the inside and outside of her thigh, I felt the back of my hand against her pussy. She moved forward ever so slightly putting pressure against my hand and murmured "ummmh." I pulled the lace top down a bit and then began rolling the stocking down her leg, never losing contact with her bare leg. When I reached her ankle, I moved my hand to the back of her calf, pulled the stocking off her foot and raised her foot to my lips. I kissed each toe and when I reached her big toe put it in my mouth and moved my tongue over it. That drew another low sigh. "Now the other one?" I asked. "Yes, Jesus, Scott I wish I were a centipede." I had lowered her bare foot to my crotch and she said "It's mutual, isn't it?" as she wriggled her toes against my hard cock. "He's got a touch, doesn't he?" Veronica remarked. I repeated the process on her other leg except that she pushed even harder on my hand with her pussy and I took twice as long to roll the stocking down. She sighed as I raised her foot to my lips and moved her hand over her pussy as I kissed her toes. "Thanks, Scott, that was wonderful, I wish you could be here every time I wear stockings." "Come on Katrina, let's get wetter." Ashley took Katrina's hand and they walked into the pool. "Now you, my love, what did you want photographed, nipples was it?" "Yes, handsome, I seem to remember that it was," said Veronica. "OK, stand and turn, hands on hips when your ass is towards me, then when you're facing me again push your arms in a bit and emphasize your cleavage. God, you are a turn on Veronica! Now arch your back and let your nipples peek out. Now sit, lean forward and let your breasts pretty much fall out the top. OK, enough with the bra on, let me take it off." "I can take it off," she said. "Yeah, but not lick your nipples after doing it." "Wanna bet." She unfastened her bra, cupped her right breast, pushed it up, bent her neck and licked her nipple. "See, who needs you?" "Can you do that to your pussy as well?" I asked. "Well, no. So get over here and wrap those lips around my wanton nipples." "Notice that you only had to ask once?" I said around her nipple. "You are a wonderful man, Scott. I am so glad that there are no other women in your life right now." "Veronica, you don't know how fortunate I feel right now." She put her hand in the back of my neck, pulled me into her and said "Let's make out" and then kissed me deeply. Ashley yelled across the pool, "Get a room, oh wait, you already did. Well don't be a bad influence on us young innocent things!" "Ashley, in your words 'As if'," Veronica retorted. "Come on Scott let's get wetter." as she took my hand to walk to the steps and into the pool. I swam around the pool cooling off and stopped near the deep end with the water up to my chin. Someone with bare breasts came behind me and put her arms around my shoulders and her legs around my waist. "Let me guess, it's a woman? Am I right? I have to be by the process of elimination I can't put my own legs around my waist and I don't have hard nipples." "It's me, Dad," said Katrina kissing my ear. "Hi sweetheart. Enjoying yourself?" I asked. "Yes. Do these feel nice against your back?" "Very much, Katrina. Why are your nipples so hard?" "Because, they're rubbing against your back and Ashley just finished sucking them. Let's move to shallower water, I want to put my feet on the bottom and keep my face above the water." I walked a few steps, Katrina unwrapped her legs and then her arms, moved to directly in front of me, gave me an open mouthed kiss and squeezed my cock saying, "Yes, I really am enjoying myself." "Turn and put your back against me," I asked. She did and I gently squeezed and caressed her breasts. "These are pretty spectacular" I remarked. "Thanks, I kinda like them myself," Katrina said. "Now let's make this habit-forming as well." We stood there for a minute then Veronica came over and said "Let's sit on the edge awhile, you can look at my perfect breasts and we can make out some more." "That's an offer I can't refuse, you harlot." We climbed out and she grabbed my camera and two towels and sat down on the coping. "Can you show me how to work this?" Veronica asked. "Sure, why?" "I want some pictures of you with the girls, you haven't been in single one yet, that's why." "OK, dry off a bit. This is a single lens reflex. You look through this little window directly out the lens. What you see is what you are going to get. You turn this ring on the lens to zoom in or out. I'll set it for auto focus and auto exposure. Make sure the little red dot is on the focal point of your picture. Squeeze the shutter, this button here. Push half way to hold the focus and all the way to take a picture. You can shoot without a flash almost as fast as you can push the shutter button. The window will black out as you push the button, that's the mirror getting out of the way. Unlike most point and shoot cameras, the image doesn't appear on this screen in the back until you ask for it. Too much information?" "No, I think I got it. It's digital, if I screw it up, it can be erased, right?" "Yes. Put the neck strap around your neck, I don't want you to drop it in the pool." "Worried about the camera?" Veronica asked. "No, that's the least of it. I can replace the camera this afternoon, it's the memory card with all the pictures from yesterday and today that I don't want to lose." "I'll be careful. Now get in pool and go down there with them." I got between them and coaxed them up into the shallow water by putting my arms around their waists. "What are you grinning about Scott?" "Someone has their hands on my ass. No wait they both have a hand on my ass. So now I have my hands on theirs." Veronica was merrily recording the two topless vixens on either side of me when I moved my hands up the sides of both and grasped a breast of each. Katrina turned toward me and kissed me and put her hand over my cock and squeezed. Then breaking the kiss, turned away, and Ashley did the same. "Hope you don't mind sharing a bit Veronica?" Katrina said. "No. Enjoy!" responded Veronica. After a few more minutes of this activity, I started toward the shallow end and climbed the stairs to sit next to Veronica. "We seem to be a comfortable bunch don't we?" I remarked. "Yes, we do, I'm going to join them for a few pictures myself," she said as she took the camera strap from her neck and put it over mine. I kissed her as she turned. "Here I come girls, sex picture time." Katrina embraced her, smashing their breasts together and fondling each other's ass cheeks as they kissed. I was snapping away. Veronica then bent over and sucked Katrina's nipples and Katrina returned the favor. Katrina also had her hand in Veronica's crotch. Ashley came over and tapped Katrina's shoulder, asking, "May I cut in?" As Veronica turned toward Ashley, she put her hand on Katrina's pussy and moved her fingers a bit. Ashley embraced her mother, caressed her ass and then kissed her nipples. Veronica in turn sucked Ashley's nipples and kissed her again. Veronica was slightly out of breath when she turned to me and asked," Like that? Enjoy that? Get lots of pictures?" "Gee, I don't know you may have to do it all over again," I said. "Well not today, let's talk about dinner," Veronica said as she came toward me. "I'd like to eat you for dinner, sweetheart." "Remember no health lessons today, handsome." "I heard that," said Katrina. "How am I supposed to learn if you don't show me?" Veronica dried off a bit, wrapped a towel around her waist and went into the kitchen to see what she could find. When she came back out she said, "It'll be a gourmet dinner tonight. How does pizza sound?" There wasn't any dissent, so she said, "Ashley make a list and call it in, please." "Dad, we need to go after we eat, I have some homework that I haven't touched and it needs to be turned in tomorrow." Said Katrina. "Sounds like the time to get dressed, let's go do that Veronica. Ashley, Katrina, we'll be right back." "From the looks of the front of your suit, I better wait to call in the order until I see your smiling faces, don't you think?" asked Ashley. "Probably wise, let's go upstairs, Scott," said Veronica I had my suit off before the door was closed and Veronica's towel and wet panties promptly joined it on the floor. "You are such a sexy woman Veronica, get on that bed and prepare to be defiled." "Is that the same as fucked?" "Tell me after I'm done defiling you." "Lay back, spread your legs," I said as I lowered my mouth to her wet pussy. "What are you doing?" "I have to thoroughly clean the area to be defiled, quiet harlot." She spread her legs and I proceeded to clean her pussy, from her asshole to her clit. Much sighing and moaning during the process, then I moved up to her breasts and thoroughly licked and sucked her nipples clean. Having finished that, and having moved fully upon her, as I began to kiss her lips she grabbed my cock, raised her hips and guided me into her very wet vagina. I reacted as only could only be expected and began to move in and out in a mutually enjoyable manner. "Come on, handsome, harder, like that, now slowly pull back out , then in, hard, fast, oh yes, cum with me now!" I put a pitifully small shot of cum in her, but that really didn't seem important and we embraced and kissed our way down. "Hmm, handsome, defilement is good. Making love to you is good, no matter what you call it." "Come on Veronica, let's shower and face the smart-ass comments." The shower took longer than expected and when we went back downstairs, Ashley was writhing about on the floor grasping her stomach. "Haven't you two ever heard of a 'quickie', we're starving here," she said as she began laughing. "OK, OK, point made, call it in," Veronica said. We ate, talked about the coming week and after finishing our drinks, Katrina and I stood to leave. "Good night Veronica, good night Ashley," I kissed them both. Veronica a bit longer and more deeply than Ashley of course and said "See you at the game tomorrow. Katrina will join us for dinner tomorrow after her practice." Katrina was wearing a loose tee and a pair of athletic shorts which she had borrowed from Ashley. On the way home she sat with her left foot on the seat and it quickly became obvious that she wasn't wearing panties. "Where's your underwear Katrina?" "I didn't bring any clean, and I like to wash new underwear before I wear it. Seeing up my shorts shouldn't bother you. Well you shouldn't mind, I hope it does bother you." "It does and I certainly don't mind," as I laid my hand on her thigh. "It was a good weekend wasn't it sweetheart?" I asked. "Yes, and I liked to see you enjoying yourself." she added. "I did, with all three of you, I'm seeing a part of you, sweetheart that I've never seen before, and I like it," I said. "Do those parts include my breasts, my legs, my pussy, and my ass?" asked Katrina. "That's part of it, I have enjoyed getting to know you, and tell you that I love you too." I said. "It's easy knowing that you love me, and that Veronica and Ashley are becoming 'special' in our lives. I enjoy you looking at me and enjoy the effect it has on you," said Katrina as she moved her hand to my crotch and squeezed my dick. "Ah, ha, where's your underwear Dad?" "Well, I didn't bring any clean either and since we're going straight home, I decided to go without." "I like your hand on my leg Dad, move it around a bit." She moved her hand back to my crotch and left it on top of my dick. I continued to caress her leg with my fingertips until we got home occasionally touching her pubic hair with the backs of my fingers. "I'm going to shower and work on my homework for awhile, what're you going to do?" Katrina asked. "I'll be in the den, checking email and reviewing some reports that the office was supposed to send, come in before you go to bed." I didn't bother to change my clothes or put on underwear as I spent the next few hours on the computer, and heard clack, clack, clack coming from the hall towards me. Katrina stood in the doorway and asked, "Done yet? Can I come in?" "Yes time to stop and yes you are always welcome to come in, I've told you that before." She had on a loose button front blouse, short skirt, dark stockings and high heeled sandals. Her hair was freshly brushed and covered her shoulders. "Wow, why hose and heels?" I asked. "I want you to take them off me. I want to feel what Veronica and Ashley felt, but first can you hook your camera up to the TV so I can see the pictures. I want to you to watch them with me." "Absolutely, did my camera make it in?" "I don't think so, I'll go get I," she said I walked toward the couch in the den from my desk and took the bag from Katrina as she walked back in. "Sit, sweetheart, this will only take a minute." After I finished I sat next to her, she turned and leaned her back against me with her legs stretched out on the cushion away from me. I used the remote and began the show. "Here's yesterday's first." As I slowly scrolled through them Katrina moved her arm so her forearm was resting on top of my cock. "Those are really clear. You can see our nipples as if you're right there. I like the lounger series. I'm just a bit larger than Ashley aren't I? Who has the prettiest figure between the two of us?" "I love yours, Ashley's ass is a bit fuller, but both of you are just spectacular. You both have nicely shaped legs, and of course beautiful breasts." "You can say 'tits' if you want." Said Katrina, "No, I'll stick to breasts, beautiful ladies I know have breasts. Strangers have tits." "Getting you hard isn't it?" she asked. "Yeh, what a surprise, huh?" I moved my hand to Katrina's shoulder against her neck and she put her hand on top of it and pulled it to the front of her blouse over her breast. I began to gently caress her breast through the fabric with my finger tips. "You've gone and forgotten your bra, haven't you?" I observed. "Your touch is nice, I want you closer." she said. With her other hand, Katrina began to unbutton her blouse. She opened it, leaned forward and shrugged it off and dropped it on the floor. She leaned back against me, took my hand and put it on her bare breast. "Squeeze, caress, touch, and use your fingertips on my nipples again, please." "Better bare," I said. "I think so, surely you do too?" she asked. "Yes." "I liked it when you touched me again today. That was a surprise, a very pleasant one in the pool this afternoon. Your hand on my breasts and ass was a nice surprise, too." she added. "Especially in front of Ashley and Veronica. The very best part was when you kissed my nipples, again." She took her hand off mine and pulled her skirt up, lifting her ass a bit to slide the skirt under it. I looked as she did this and I saw that her pubic hair was very visible around the edges of her panties. "Wow, not only hard, but I felt that twitch. Ashley says you like her hairy pussy," Katrina said. "I told you yesterday that I would prefer you leaving yours hairy as well," I said. "Not shaved like Mom's?" "I prefer hairy pussies, if that's what you're asking." I said. "Good enjoy that and enjoy my breasts. Your touch feels sooo good." "Pause it for a minute on that screen." Katrina leaned back a bit and turned her head and kissed me, her tongue on my lips until I opened my mouth. I enjoyed her tongue as much as she seemed enjoy to mine and my squeezing of her breasts became firmer and more caressing. She broke the kiss, gasped for a breath, and said," Give me the remote, I want both your hands touching me" and she resumed the slide show. I began to really enjoy caressing her breasts and she occasionally put her hand over mine and pushed it a bit more firmly against her. As we were watching the various nipple licking and sucking pictures, she moved her arm so her hand was on the head of my cock. "Careful with what you're doing. If you continue touching me, I'm going to cum." "OK, I'd like to see that, remember Veronica wasn't offering health lessons today," she said. "How many times did you and Veronica make love today?" "Why?" I asked. "Just curious," Katrina said. "Four, I think," I said. "God, what a stud!" she said. "And you still have some affection left for me?" "Oh Katrina, more than you know. Sit up a bit, I really do want to show some more affection to your breasts, that little taste yesterday today left me wanting." She turned enough that I was able to caress one breast while I sucked and licked the nipple on the other. She began to moan softly and as I switched nipples, the moaning increased in volume. "You like doing that?" she asked. "I do." I said. "I told you this afternoon that your breasts were spectacular. You like it too, don't you?" "Oh, yesss, it feels as good as Ashley or Veronica, but because it's you doing it I can feel electricity down to my pussy. Don't stop yet, I think you're going to make me cum! Yes, yes, you are!" She began bucking her hips and panting. Her hand went to her pussy and she put a finger under her panties. "Oh, wow, that felt good. I had a couple of orgasms with Ashley over the weekend, but that one was stronger. What you must do to Veronica!" As she came, her hand tightened on my dick, her fingers were moving and I began to cum. "Ooops," she said. "Did you cum, is that what happened?" "I told you I was going to. It wasn't much, but nonetheless, enough to soak through my shorts." "Are you angry with me," Katrina asked. "Sweetheart, heavens no, just stating a fact." I said. "I think we had best stop this evening. You need to get to bed." "Yeah, you're right. I'll go but I don't want to sleep in these stockings, will you take them off?" I got off the couch as she turned to face me and moved to the edge of the cushion. I put my hand on the back of her calf and raised her leg, with my other hand I took her sandal off and lowered her foot to rest on my now flaccid cock under the wet spot in my shorts. I moved both hands slowly up her leg to the top of the stocking, and slowly started to roll the stocking down. As I did, I kissed her thigh just above the knee while it was still stocking covered and again as it was bared. I pulled her stocking off, raised her foot to my mouth and sucked each toe. As I finished I ran my tongue the length of her sole. Any Chance We Could Ch. 04 She shivered as I did so, 'That is sooo sexy. I agree with Ashley, I wish I were a centipede." "Other leg." I began the same way and I kissed her thigh as I rolled her stocking down and off. I ran my tongue the length of her sole and sucked each toe. "Nice, I loved it, really, really loved it. I'll wear stockings every day if do than when I want to take them off!" "Don't hesitate," I said. Before standing I moved my face closer to her pussy and inhaled deeply. "What was that for?" she asked. "Your arousal smells so delightful," I said. "Really, you like that?" "Oh yes, as well as any perfume," I said. "I'll bet you could smell even more if I weren't wearing panties," she said. "Probably so, something for the future," I replied. After she stood, she hugged me, her bare breasts pressing against my clad chest, her skirt was still up and her covered pussy was against my thigh and my cock and wet shorts were against her stomach. We kissed a bit longer and she said "It's getting hard again." "Yeah, I know" "Turn around Katrina." As she did I pulled her ass against me and caressed her breasts and lightly pinched her nipples. "Goodnight sweetheart, see you in the morning." About fifteen minutes after turning off the light I felt the bed moving, it was Katrina on her knees on the bed looking at me. "I want to sleep in here tonight, OK?" she asked. I answered, "Sure." and held the blanket aside for her to join me. I was wearing a pair of pajama shorts and no shirt. She was wearing panties and a long sleep tee. Before she lay down she pulled the tee up and off, dropping it on the floor. Then she lay down and cuddled next to me. "Your breasts feel wonderful," I said. "So does your bare skin against them," she added. She then snaked her hand under the waistband of my shorts, gave a very contented sigh as she wrapped her fingers around my dick, and we drifted off to sleep. Any Chance We Could Ch. 05 This began as a NaNoWriMo entry last year and was 51K words long then. It's now over 100K words and growing. A work still in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in two or three day intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Monday, October 1. We awoke still next to each other, lightly kissed and went to our respective showers. After drinking coffee and eating some cereal, Katrina pressed herself against me, kissed me, had her ass caressed, then left for classes. I called Veronica on her cell as early as I thought appropriate, 7:30am. "Scott, is something wrong?" she asked. "No love, just missed you and wanted to hear your voice, sorry." "No, I love hearing from you this time of day, it would be better if you'd just roll over and say it in my ear though, wouldn't it?" "I think that may be a project for this week, I'll try to get some ideas, OK?" I asked. We chatted a bit longer, and I excused myself to check some email before heading into the office. Veronica called me later that morning and tried to sweet talk me into lunch but I was tied up with an international problem and I was determined to get to Ashley's game by 3:30, so I begged off to be sure I'd see her then. I had just arrived, parked and was walking to the field as Veronica drove in, so I followed towards her car and waited for her to walk to me. Power suit: jacket, blouse, skirt, hose and heels, her trademark look looked wonderful on her. Clack, clack as she approached me, we exchanged a brief kiss and I held her hand for a few minutes as we walked to the home side of the field. She had the same bag that she'd been carrying last week on her shoulder. One of the coaches approached her with a chair and two lineup lists. She introduced her to me and I realized that my chair was still in the car so I walked back to get it. I returned, having left my jacket in the trunk, set it down next to her, and leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You look absolutely gorgeous! I didn't realize how much I missed you until I saw you." Then in a normal tone, "Can I borrow your book, please, I promise not to take it." I asked. In a low voice Veronica said, "I'm not worried, you won't leave my side until you know what kind of hose I'm wearing, will you? And by the way, when are we going to look at the results you say you've got in that PDA?" "Well, I had intended to this weekend, but you didn't give me a free minute," I said. "Oh, who didn't give who a free minute? Between dining, dancing, swimming, and etchings where was there time?" Veronica said. Ashley saw us and waved as she came off the field from her pre-game warm up. Several friends of Veronica's, all parents of Ashley's teammates, dropped by to check the score or say hello to Veronica before and during the game. I was introduced to them all, and noticed a few females casting approving looks in Veronica's direction. Well good, and at least I wasn't fighting my usual hard on and could stand when introduced. The game went into the eighth inning to break a tie and Ashley drove in the winning run. After the post game debriefing by the coach, the girls began spreading out to their rides, or their cars. "Hi, Scott, I'm glad you came," and gave me a one armed hug. I happened to see a player and her mom just then looking at us with a questioning look. As if to ask, who is this guy and why is Ashley hugging him? "Is Katrina coming over for dinner after her practice?" asked Ashley. "Yes, and after dinner I'm taking the two of you shopping, might as well get that charge card out now, Scott," said Veronica. "Can I ride with you Scott?" asked Ashley. "Veronica? OK with you?" "Sure, I've got to stop at the store for a few things, so you'll have time to get cleaned up before dinner. Scott, start the grill when you get there would you please?" said Veronica as she leaned over and lightly kissed me. Ashley and I shifted some things around in my trunk to fit her equipment bag and I put my jacket back on to keep it halfway clean. I opened the door for her and went to the driver's side to get going. "It's nice to see you Scott, is this going to become an everyday sort of thing?" "Yes, I think it is Ashley. Is that OK with you?" "Of course, I thought I made that clear this last weekend. I'm glad that you and Mom hooked up, I'm glad I met Katrina, the last four days have been fun, sexy fun" Ashley rode home with her left arm across the back of my seat, occasionally touching my neck with her finger tips. When we got to Veronica's Katrina was getting out of her car in the driveway. Katrina and Ashley hugged and exchanged a brief kiss. "How was your game?" asked Katrina. "We won in the eighth, I drove in the run!" exclaimed Ashley. "Ashley, that's great," said Katrina as they exchanged another hug and kiss. "Come on, Katrina, bring your clothes let's shower and get all the dust off. I'd ask Scott to join us, but Mom told him to get the grill fired up." "Yeah, darn, can I take a rain check?" I laughingly replied. "Anytime Dad. Anytime. Let's go Ashley, I haven't been wet with you since, what's it been...oh, yesterday." I followed them in and turned toward the kitchen as they headed upstairs to shower, presumably together, to retrieve a beer and the matches. I dropped my jacket on the back of a chair, grabbed a sheet of newspaper and headed onto the pool deck. I stuffed the paper into the fire chimney, half filled it with charcoal, lit the paper, and settled into one of the chairs, beer in hand. My task for dinner successfully completed. It was nice to be outside in the early evening, in daylight. I was beginning to really like the way Veronica had changed my life. Until her, my days pretty much ended between nine and ten every night. I had missed a good deal of the last couple of years of Katrina's life. Not again, no, not again. I heard Veronica come in the front door and got up to greet her. She was carrying a bag in each arm, so I asked for one 'accidentally' pressing her breast with the back of my hand as I took it, and kissed her during the exchange. "Any more in the car?" I asked. "No, follow me, quickly!" We got into the kitchen she put her bag on the counter, I put mine next to it and she pressed herself into me, one arm around my neck, and the other hand grabbed my ass. Not to be outdone I grabbed her ass with both hands and we kissed deeply and passionately. "I have missed your touch, handsome, so much. Sitting beside you today was hard, I wanted to keep putting my hand on your arm, or back, or neck, or cock. Well you get the idea." "Veronica, I missed you too," and gathered her back against me to resume kissing her. "Maybe after we've dated awhile, we can be expected to show some restrained affection at ballgames, operas, and the like," I mused. "God, I hope so," she said to my ear as she nibbled a lobe. Just then Ashley and Katrina came in, hair wet, smelling of soap, both in tank tops and short skirts, bare footed, holding hair brushes. Ashley kissed me, while Katrina kissed Veronica, then they switched and repeated the greeting. "Great game, great job at the plate, Ashley!" said Veronica. "Come on ladies, give me a hand so we can eat and be on our way. Sexy shopping tonight." "Really, what's the occasion?" I asked. "You," they said in unison. "Jeez, I'm flattered," a bit of a blush moved from my jaw line towards my cheeks. "Thanks." "How's the fire, handsome?" "Should be ready. What'm I cooking?" I asked. "Salmon," was Veronica's answer. "It will take eighteen minutes from the time I start, so tell me when to put it on. I'll go spread the coals and get my beer." I put my arms around Veronica, hugged and kissed her again and dropped my hand to her ass. "Pantyhose," I said, "your skirt's too tight for thigh highs." "Right, you win." "Win what?" "Me!" "Hmmm, what's first prize?" I asked and ducked at the same time. "Get your beer and get back in here, you have a lot of making up to do for that comment!" "Gladly, be right back." Katrina walked out with me and asked, "Do I have a limit on what I can spend tonight? Or what I can buy?" "You can spend until you're done, it's a charge card with a very high limit, sweetheart, buy whatever you want. I trust you and I trust your good sense." After helping Veronica, Ashley and Katrina sat on the pool coping, feet in the water, brushing their hair. Then began alternately brushing each other's. A few minutes later, Veronica called out for me to come get the fish and get started. Dinner was a delight, beside good food, the company was the best. Katrina talked about her game tomorrow, Ashley went on about her team, chiding Katrina good naturedly about winning when they last played. And Veronica, ah, Veronica, a vision of loveliness to me, I couldn't get enough of looking at her. "Scott, why are you staring at me?" she asked. "Just trying to fill up on you." I said. "Well, I hope you never do, handsome, I hope you never do," she said as she stood then bent over to kiss me. "Everyone done?" Veronica asked. "Let's get this mess cleaned up and get out of here, the stores await." "You all go, I'll clean up and then I'll see you at home Katrina." "Thanks, handsome, that forgives you for the first prize remark." They left the table and quickly reappeared. Katrina and Ashley had put on low heeled slides, and Veronica had opted for a pair of low heeled pumps. "Bye, Dad," said Katrina as she kissed me. Ashley kissed me as well, then Veronica put her arms around my neck and pressed herself against me, "Bye, handsome, game tomorrow? And thanks for cleaning up." Then kissed me and they were gone. I spent the next half hour or so, washing some pots, loading and starting the dishwasher, made sure the vents were closed on the grill, locked the doors and let myself out. When I got home, I went to the den and began to peruse today's email traffic. Damn, I thought, there's that recurring problem in the UK. I guess I'll need to go over there. No, I'll send one of the young men I'm mentoring. I'm supposed to be cutting back. I composed an email to Emerson telling him my plan, he responded with agreement and said he would talk to Ted in the morning. At 10:30 I closed everything down was just about to turn out the light in the den when I heard Katrina pull into the garage. She bustled in carrying several bags. "Hi, Dad, would you help me get another load from the car?" We made two more trips from the car to her bedroom before we had it all. There were several garment bags, at least three bags of shoe boxes and four bags from Victoria's Secret. "Did they close the charge card?" I asked with a smile. "No Dad, thanks for letting me shop like this. Mom would have had a hissy fit. I want to show you something I bought, just one thing." "Now?" With that she began looking through one of the VS bags, and pulled out a dark blue bra and laid it on the bed. Then pulled off her top and unfastened the bra she had on. Topless...immediate erection, those bare beautiful breasts again. She picked up the bra she had taken from the bag and put it on. It was a shelf bra similar to the one Veronica had worn on Sunday. Katrina's breasts were fuller than Veronica's and her nipples were fully in the open at the top of the bra. More erection. She put her hands on her hips, thrust her chest forward and coyly asked, "I hope you like it? Do you?" "Oh Katrina, it's sexy as hell, but that isn't a surprise to you is it?" She stepped toward me, put her arms around my neck, ground her stomach against my obvious hard on, and kissed me, parting my lips with her tongue. "Oh, you do, you really do!" She rubbed my cock with her hand before breaking the kiss and stepped back saying "Nothing subtle about you is there Dad?" "It appears to be a trait that you have picked up as well," I said. "We'll give you a fashion show later, but for now this is all you get to see," she said as she leaned forward a bit and pushed her arms against her breasts, exposing the entire areola. "Goodnight, sweetheart, see you in the morning." I was lucky to say that without kissing those inviting nipples. "Goodnight, Dad. Maybe next time you'll kiss my nipples." I left her room and went to my bedroom. As I walked out of the bathroom, Katrina was standing in my room in the new half bra, panties and heels holding something in her hand. "Sweetheart, if I'd known you're going to be in here I would have worn something other than these raggedy boxers," I said. "That's OK, Dad. I need your opinion, or maybe it's just a question," she said. "Is your interest in my tits and ass just passing or is it becoming habit forming?" My dick was trying to escape the fly on my boxers as I said, "If you don't mind, habit forming," I said. "Oh, good!" she said. "Now for the opinion." Katrina turned around showing me her gorgeous ass in bikini-cut full back panties. "This is what I have worn for the last four or five years." Keeping her back to me, she thumbed the panties to her knees and then onto the floor, stepping out of them in her heels. She then picked up the dark blue item she had been holding and stepped into them. "I want to make sure that if I start wearing this style you'll caress my ass more often. Will you?" My dick escaped as she stood with her back to me before turning around. The blue thong style panties matched her new bra and her ass looked as enticing as it had on Saturday in her bikini. I held out my arms and she melted into me as I caressed her almost bare ass. "Answer your question?" I asked. "Yes, that and your dick sticking out of your boxers," she said. She then put both hands on the waistband and pulled them down to my knees. "I don't have any experience, but you sure do look exciting," she said as she wrapped her hand around my cock. "Take them off and unfasten my bra, I'm sleeping in here again tonight." I took them off and held her to me as I removed her bra. "Now what," I asked. "We're just going to cuddle, you can hold my breasts, caress my ass, kiss me, and I'm going to hold your dick." "OK, get in bed I'll be right back,'' I turned and went in the bathroom, grabbed a hand towel, turned off the light and climbed in next to her. "What's that for?" she asked. "If you're going to be in my bed for more than a few minutes with your hand on my dick and my hands caressing your body, I'm going to cum for sure. This is to clean up the mess." "Ooh," she said as she wrapped her hand around my dick again and began kissing me. "How can I make you cum with my hand?" "Since I'm circumcised there are two ways, the first is to gently slide your hand up and down my shaft, don't squeeze too tightly. The second is to cup your hand and put your fingers just below the head and gently move your finger tips around especially the bottom side and up and down. That's my preference. I'm more sensitive to touching the head rather than my shaft. If you've cupped your hand you'll do a better job of catching me when I cum," I said. I climbed under the covers and then pushed them down to the foot of the bed. Katrina began deeply kissing me and began to play with my dick with her cupped hand. I caressed her ass, the insides of her thighs and sucked and licked her magnificent breasts. As she began moaning I told her, "Soon, now!" She kept her hand over the end of my dick, and continued kissing me, as I came into her hand. She stopped kissing me and with her lips just apart from mine, said "Cool! It's warm, sticky, and I made you do that!" She grabbed the towel after looking carefully at the cum on her palm and fingers, then cleaned up both of us. "If you're not sleeping with Veronica can I sleep with you?" she asked. "Of course and do you want to do that again?" I hopefully asked. "Ooh, very often, and much more," she said as she snuggled her hips and breasts against my side and wrapped her hand around my now flaccid dick. # After making an equal number of trips to their bedrooms with their shopping bounty, Veronica and Ashley were sitting on the couch chatting about the shopping expedition and the Appletons. "I think he's the sexiest man I've ever met," said Ashley, "Boy can he ever suck nipples. You can too for that matter Mom, didn't mean to slight you." "No slight taken, sweetheart, and I agree with you, Scott's a very sexy man. A good lover, very gentle and considerate in bed. I could get very serious about him and I'm glad you two seem to be getting along. If you didn't like him, I'd have to back off. You and Katrina seem to have started off nicely, I assume you like more than just her body, or she yours." "I don't think that's all there is to it, I think we have a lot of the same interests and I think we're forming a real friendship," said Ashley. "Turn around, honey lean back against me. You feel so good, Ashley." She began rubbing her hand over Ashley's breasts through her blouse. "Mom, that would feel so much better if we were both topless, don't you think? Or were you planning on stopping soon?" "No. I need to come down from the sexual high that started last week, do you mind?" "Mom, you should know better." They both began to take off their tops and bras. "You really do have pretty breasts, Mom." "Scott thinks so too and I've noticed you sticking yours in his face without him pushing you away." "I wouldn't mind sticking my pussy in his face as well," said Ashley. "Then go for it, sweetie," said Veronica. As Ashley leaned back against Veronica's side, her back pushed against Veronica's breast and her hand dropped to her Mom's lap. "That feels good, much better bare, don't you agree." "Yes, sweetheart I do. Turn toward me and put your hand under my skirt." "Sure, what would you like me to do?" "Just caress my thighs and touch me through these pantyhose. Kiss and suck my nipples, please." Veronica then moved her hand under Ashley's skirt and worked her hand under the side of her panties. "You are wet, young lady, did I do that?" "None other, but perhaps talking about Katrina and Scott contributed a bit," she said around Veronica's nipple. "God that finger feels good!" Ashley said "Lean back a bit, Ashley, I want to make you cum." Veronica started licking and sucking Ashley's nipples and running her finger in and out of her pussy and putting her thumb on her clit. "Mom, that's feels sooo good. Mmmm, right there, right there, Oh God, don't stop don't stop" Ashley was bucking her hips and shivering, threw her head back and let out a loud moan and "Yes, dammit, yes!" Veronica held her against her breasts with one arm around her and the other on Ashley's pubic mound with her finger still inside her. "Take it out, Mom, it's too sensitive." Veronica took her finger out, brought it to her lips and sucked it. "You always taste so good, does Katrina think so too?" "She hasn't tried yet, I hope it won't be long." Ashley moved her hand from under Veronica's skirt and put in on her breast and began to gently massage it. "That feels nice Ashley, very nice." "See if this helps?" and she leaned in and deeply kissed Veronica and began massaging the other breast as well. "Oh yes, that feels very nice." "Can I lick you, Mom?" "Of course, let's go to my bedroom and get the rest of these clothes off." They both stood, gathered their tops and bras a walked up stairs. As they went up the stairs, Ashley put her hand under Veronica's skirt and caressed her ass. Any Chance We Could Ch. 05 They finished undressing each other and Veronica, lay back on the bed and extended her arms to Ashley. Ashley lay on her side next to Veronica, caressed her breasts, then her stomach then moved her hand down to her pussy. "You have a nice touch Ashley." "I know, probably not as nice as Scott's but you still like it, don't you?" "Yes, honey, I always have. Now use your nice tongue too." Ashley began to lick Veronica's slit, using her fingers to open the folds and ran her tongue all the way up and down from asshole to clit. Then she began to suck her clit and massage it with her tongue. "That feels so good sweetheart, put your finger in me and make me cum." "Yes, yes, that's it keep sucking, good good, ahh honey." She began to buck her hips almost knocking Ashley off, took several deep breaths and let out a big sigh. "Oh, honey, that was nice. Come up here, kiss me and let's snuggle." Ashley moved up, kissed Veronica deeply and when they broke the kiss, Veronica said, "Scott says I taste good, I think I do, don't you?" "Yes, do I. Do you like the way I taste?" Ashley asked. "As sweet as me Ashley, as sweet as me. Stay here tonight." Any Chance We Could Ch. 06 This began as a NaNoWriMo entry last year and was 51K words long then. It's now over 100K words and growing. A work still in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in two or three day intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Tuesday, October 2 I awoke with Katrina's arm across my side at my waist and those marvelous breasts pushing against my back. As I began to turn over she smiled, turned onto her back, and said "Kiss me." I did and we both needed to brush our teeth. She got up and headed for her bathroom and I for mine. We met back my bedroom, I was almost fully dressed and she had on everything but her shorts for school. She put her arms around me, we kissed again, I caressed her thong clad ass for a few minutes and I headed for the kitchen as she finished dressing. As I was fixing coffee I turned to ask her, "What was that all about Sunday night and last night?" "I needed to be close to you, that's all," she said. "I guess now's a good time to ask," I said. "Ask what?" she said. "Two things really. First, birth control, what are you doing about it, and second are you jealous of Veronica because she and I have slept together?" "Mom put me on the pill in eighth grade so I would have regular periods for sports and second, Veronica. She is the best thing that has happened to you. Ever! Ashley sleeps with her Mom lots, and I figured it would be alright if I did with you. I don't expect you to have intercourse with me right now. I'm still a virgin and when I'm ready to give that up I want you to be my first lover. But all the rest sure feels good. I feel so desired and loved when you touch and caress me" "I guess I understand, and yes all the rest feels good. I love you, and I've missed so much of you growing up," I said. Katrina bent over me and said, "I love you, put your hand under my shorts and cop a feel, I've got to get going." "Bye sweetheart, see you later," I said. # "Good morning lover, is your day starting well?" I asked. "Would be better if you were here," she said. "Got time for lunch today?" I asked. "Thought you'd never ask. Picking me up or am I meeting you somewhere?" "I'll pick you up, I want to ask you something." "Really, what?" "It'll keep, miss you, see you at noon?" I asked. "Yes, Scott, bye." I checked email and then went on line to the charge card that Katrina had used last night and made a $4,000 on-line payment to cover the new charges. Then I drove to the office, talked to Emerson and Ted, and we decided that Ted would need to be gone for eight to twelve weeks. He eagerly accepted the assignment, and I was starting to feel pretty good about winding down. "Ted, when you leave let me have the keys for your company car, I want to lend it to a friend," I said "Veronica?" asked Emerson. "Yes, so her daughter can drive hers." "Getting it bad, aren't you? I think it's wonderful, best wishes to you and Veronica, I hope this becomes permanent. It's done a world of good for you in what, less than a week? I'll tell Grace to add Veronica as a driver, give Grace her number so she can call her." "I haven't talked to her about it yet, so I'll give Grace the number after I have. I don't want to make decisions for Veronica," I said. The morning passed quickly and at 11:45 I went to get my life vision. She was talking to Agnes as I walked in. Light blue suit, light blue blouse, light blue hose and dark blue pumps. "Hi, Veronica, ready?" "Just a sec….OK. Now I am." "Hi, Agnes, how're you?" I asked. "I'm very well, Scott, thanks." Veronica slid her arm through mine and we walked out side by side. My car was illegally parked in front but not long enough to be ticketed. I opened the door for her, she got in, demurely so that the leg and panty show was apparent only to me. As we drove, my uncontrollable hand crept up her thigh, my finger tips lightly caressing her leg. "You'll always do that won't you Scott?" "I intend to," I said. "Ok, handsome, what did you want to talk to me about? Something good I hope?" "Emerson and I are assigning one of our young associates overseas for eight to twelve weeks, and he has a company car," I said. "And he wants to drive over?" she asked "No, I want to give it to you to use while he's gone." "Why?" "Then Ashley can drive yours and it could make our enjoying our daughters easier than trying to arrange rides for Ashley, or going to pick her up if she can't get a ride from a friend. I thought the added convenience would be nice." "Is it a nice car, will it match my eyes?" she smiled. "Well, no, it's a silver Lexus, and it's nice." "Scott, how very thoughtful of you. Yes, I'd like that, very much. God, you are becoming habit forming." She leaned over while a stop light and kissed me, and said "Thanks." "I was afraid you wanted to talk about Katrina's shopping spree last night." she said. "No, I looked on-line this morning and paid it. I hope that all three of you enjoyed it, Katrina certainly did." "We'll it kind of got out of hand at Victoria's Secret, I gathered that Katrina's mother hadn't ever been to one and Katrina was like a kid in a candy store. I was concerned when I saw the register total that you'd say something to me about it." "Yes, I'll say something. Thank you, thank you. She modeled a shelf bra for me when she got home. And then declared that she was switching to thong panties. She thinks that I might like them better than the full coverage one's she's been wearing." I said. "Do you?" Veronica asked. "Yes, I do, very much," I said with enthusiasm. "One more thing." "What?" "Katrina spent both last night and Sunday night in my bed," I said rather sheepishly. "Did you make love to her, or just touch and cuddle?" Veronica asked. "Touch and cuddle," I said. "Are you alright with that?" I asked. "Did you both have orgasms?" Veronica asked. "Yes, are you alright with that?" I asked. "Yes, I am. Ashley and I sleep together quite often, sometimes making love, in fact we did last night. Are you alright with that?" Veronica asked. "Wow, Veronica you have got to be the sexiest woman alive. Yes, I'm OK with that." "I'm glad you told me Scott, I knew I could trust you, we don't have to keep secrets do we?" "No, Veronica, we don't." "Back to the shopping. What you said you saw last night, that's the tip of the iceberg of what she bought." Veronica said. "She mentioned a fashion show in the near future by all three of you. Will you take her again, shopping, I mean, if she wants to go." "Of course, she's such a delight and she and Ashley get along so well," Veronica said. We lingered over lunch, Veronica called her office to see if anything was pressing and since there wasn't we walked a short distance to a small park and sat on a bench, my arm around her shoulders and talked. Since she knew my cock size and I her bra size, those things didn't come up. We talked about our girls and future college plans, about how fortunate we were to have met, and wondered a bit about what the future held. The conclusion of the 'future' was that we seemed to have a good one. It was approaching time for Katrina's game and Veronica wanted me to drop her back at her office and so she could drive herself to the game. "By the way, Veronica, I have an extra chair for you in my car. I thought of that this morning when I realized that Ashley's coach always, at least twice, has brought you one." "Always the little things, handsome, thank you, I'll see you there." Veronica arrived about ten minutes after I, I heard her coming down the side walk, clack, clack. Before sitting down she leaned down and close to my ear said, "I missed you. An hour and I missed you." "Me too," I answered. Katrina saw Veronica and waved, Veronica waved back. "Scott, a change in plans for dinner tonight. I had forgotten about the commercial brokers dinner meeting tonight, so can you go get Ashley and take both the girls for dinner? I'm sorry." "Well, I can't imagine what there is to be sorry about. How long do these things usually last?" "Until 8:30 or nine." Veronica said. "Come by when you're done and we'll get part of the evening together." "You're so understanding, thanks." she said "And you are the most beautiful woman in my world, and you're welcome." Roy and Jackie came by us to say hello and to meet Veronica. So did Leigh, Carol and Susan. Veronica was pleased that I seemed to have no reservations about introducing her and telling them that our daughters had become friends and played for separate select teams. They all chatted briefly and Susan said that the two of them should have lunch sometime. Katrina played brilliantly, at least I thought so. The game was error free on both sides, their pitcher was just a shade less skilled than ours and the final score was 2 to 1, us. We waited for Katrina to join us. When she did she gave me a peck on the cheek, and hugged Veronica and said to her, "I'm glad you came." "Katrina, we've had a change in dinner plans," I said. "Veronica has a meeting until about 9:00, so do you want to go pick up Ashley from her practice, bring her back to our house, get cleaned up there and I'll pick up pizza on the way home." "Sure Dad. Sounds fine to me. I'll miss you at dinner Veronica. It seems that it's become a routine for us. I like you so much and thanks again for last night." I shouldered the chairs and began walking Veronica back to her car. "It has become a routine, hasn't it?" I said. "Yes, a very pleasant way to end the day." Veronica said. "See you later, take care of the girls." I leaned in the window and lightly kissed her. I headed to the pizza joint and realized that I didn't know what kind to get. I called Katrina who had just gotten to Ashley's practice and she said she would call me back as soon as she talked to Ashley. Just as I got to the parking lot, Katrina called, and gave me their preferences. I went in, ordered, waiting a short while, and left with dinner. When I got home, I heard the shower running and assumed that they were in there together. Good, saving water, I mused. As yesterday, they both appeared, wet hair, tee shirts, short shorts, barefooted, carrying hair brushes. "Ashley didn't have a change of clothes, so she's in some of mine. Can we eat on the deck?" "You both want diets" I asked. "Yes," as they took the boxes from the kitchen table and went outside. "Scott, can I see the weekend pictures on the big screen after dinner?" asked Ashley. "Of course, when we get done we'll move in there. Katrina knows how to work it, so I'll catch up on some work and join you." "Come on, Dad, watch with us from the beginning," pleaded Katrina. "Well OK, but I want to change out of this shirt and slacks first. Will you allow me time for that?" "Sure," said Ashley, "Are you going to wear something else, or just stay out of your pants and shirt?" "You really are a vixen, aren't you?" I said. "Just asking," Ashley said. "How about just shorts and a shirt, Dad," said Katrina. "That, I'll do. Are you two going to change, since we're talking about clothing here? I wouldn't mind seeing both of you in heels." "I don't have any with me," said Ashley. "You're the same size as me, we'll find some when we get back to my bedroom." said Katrina. "Carry the trash in ladies, please. Put those last few pieces in the fridge. I'll finish this beer, get another one, change and join you in the den." I quickly changed into loose athletic shorts and a button linen shirt. I couldn't resist checking office email, replied to two from Emerson and sent one to Grace with Veronica's contact numbers so she could get the necessary information to add her to our policy. I heard the distinctive clack, clack on the hall hardwood floor and looked up at the vixens. Katrina had on black pantyhose, black patent pumps, and a tight short black button blouse that came to just below her waist. Ashley had on tan pantyhose, tan slides, and a short tight button knit shirt that stopped right at the waistband of the hose. Neither had on discernible panties under the hose. "You're both vixens, you know that don't you?" I said. "And you have a hard on don't you Dad?" "Raging, mission accomplished, I'm assuming that's what you started out to do?" I asked. "Of course. Start the show, Dad, please." I hooked up the cables, made sure everything was turned on, and turned to sit on the couch and they were both patting the cushion between them. I sat there and they immediately moved against me, one hand on each of my legs, so I reciprocated and put my hands on each of their thighs. "A bit higher, Dad, right on the inside of my thigh," Said Katrina. "Ooh, mine too," said Ashley. I had put the remote in my lap while situating my hands, and Katrina reached over and grabbed it with her free hand. As she wrapped her fingers around it she 'inadvertently' squeezed my cock. "Like a rock, Ashley, like a rock." "No underwear Dad?" asked Katrina. "No, it's a good thing, I'd be overdressed seeing that both of you have gone without." Ashley moved her hand up my leg and rubbed her fingers against my cock. "Yep, he is." "Ladies, if you keep that up, I'm going to cum right here." "And that would be bad, how?" asked Ashley. "Well, don't we need to save something for later?" I asked. "I guess, let go of him Ashley. For awhile at least," said Katrina. Ashley moved her hand back down my thigh but situated her fingers under the bottom hem of my shorts about an inch away from my dick. As Katrina began moving through the pictures, Ashley began to comment on each, "Nice tits, heels make my legs and ass so hot. I remember how nice your ass felt against mine, Katrina, your tits felt good too. Nice suck there, Scott, I liked all the squeezes, yours, Katrina's, Mom's. Pause it there for a minute." Ashley lifted my hand off her thigh and held it against her breast. "That really feels nice." She was moving the back of my hand against her breast, then she stopped, pulled it away and raised my arm up so it went behind her head and across her shoulders. She turned and kissed me, her tongue parting my lips and deeply entering my mouth. "Start the show again, please." She said as she broke the kiss. "I remember how nice it felt when you sucked on my nipples. Did it feel nice when he sucked yours, Katrina?" "Yes, it did." said Katrina. My fingers had dropped down on Ashley's breast and I was caressing her obviously hardening nipple through the fabric of her top. "Oh, that feels nice, but would you like to get closer?" "That has got to be a rhetorical question," I said. Ashley began to unbutton her sweater to reveal a black shelf bra. She pulled the sweater all the way open, her breasts were cupped by the bra and her hard nipples were just a bit revealed right at the top edge of the half cup bra. "This bra looks better on Katrina, it's hers. Her nipples aren't covered at all, but is this OK?" she asked. She pulled my fingers down against the bare nipple and made sure that I was moving them. She then stood, bent over in front of me, her breasts spilling from the bra, and said "Want a taste?" Without a word I leaned forward and licked and sucked each nipple. I ran my hand up the inside of her thigh, and stopped just below her pussy. She exclaimed, "Oh, shit, move your hand up." As I did that I pulled her down to straddle my lap with the side of my hand and thumb in the neighborhood of her clit. I moved my hand firmly against her pussy and applied pressure to her clit. I began to caress her breasts with my other hand and lick her very firm nipples. Her breathing increased, and she began groaning then she gasped and slumped forward into me. After a few minutes when her breathing had returned to normal she stood. She stood, turned, and lay back on the couch with her head in my lap and her legs longwise on the cushion. As her breathing returned to normal, she said, "God, Scott, I just came. He gave me an orgasm Katrina! Wow. Wow. That felt really good!" "He's every bit as good as Mom says he is! Has he made you come yet Katrina, if not you ought to ask him to try." "Ashley, I'm sitting right here, whose dick do you think your head is on?" I said with a laugh. "Dad?" "Maybe again later, sweetheart." "Come on you know good my thigh feels, squeeze it like you were doing Saturday morning. Ah, yes, just like that." Katrina said. "Wait." she said. She turned toward me and lay on her side, Ashley moved further out on my leg to accommodate, her. She unbuttoned her blouse, pulled it aside, pulled one of the cups down and said, "Suck it, please. God that feels good now touch my ass. Keep touching my ass, and kiss me." I moved my hand back and forth between her ass and her thigh. Then shifted to the inside of her thigh and then back to her ass. I went back to sucking her bared nipple and she began gasping. She moved her hips faster, put her hand against her pussy took a deep breath, sighed, and took her hand away. "The nylon makes it soo sensitive." she said She collapsed against my chest, and said, "Ashley, that was wonderful. You were so right." Ashley rolled toward me and said, "What about you?" I was about to reply when the door bell rang. I said, "That's probably Veronica, I'll get it." Ashley sat up as I stood making no attempt to button her top, nor did Katrina. I think they were both zoned out from their orgasms. Veronica came in, looked at my tent, and asked "Start without me? Hold me handsome, ravish my body, do all sorts of sex things to me! Can you tell I've missed you?" "We were in the den. Ashley wanted to see the picture collection." As we walked in Veronica noticed the open blouses and the pantyhose. "You did start without me, I smell damp pussy!" Ashley stood up, kissed Veronica, and said "Katrina wants me to spend the night, we'll get up early and she'll take me home, and take me to school, can I?" "Wait a minute sweetheart, it's a school night do you promise not to stay up too late. What about you Scott?" "OK with me, if it's OK with you." "Tell you what Ashley, here's my keys, you take my car home and to school. I'll catch up with you at the game tomorrow. I don't have any appointments tomorrow and maybe Scott will pick me up in the morning and take me to the office." "How will you get home tonight?" asked Ashley. "Perhaps if I talked real nice to Scott he'd take me." "I'll have to think about that'" I said. "Come on, Ashley, let's go to my room," said Katrina. I held Veronica very tightly and kissed her very passionately. She broke the kiss and said, "Got any wine, handsome?" When I came back in, she had taken off the jacket, unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse and was lying against the end of the couch. "Do you have any foot rubbing skills?" "Yes, I do, want to avail yourself of them?" "Yes, please." I sat at her feet, took her pumps off, and turned a bit to be looking up her skirt. "Oh, I see. Does it work better if you can look all the way up?" With that she hiked up her skirt and spread her legs a bit more. "Better?" As she set her wine glass on the table she looked at the TV, it had been paused on the picture of her sucking Katrina's nipple while Katrina caressed her breasts. "So what's the smell? Masturbation?" "Yes, I'm afraid I was aiding and abetting by kissing and caressing their breasts and Ashley pulled my hand against her pussy. I was rubbing her through her hose and she came," I said. "Not wanting to show favorites Katrina want the same, so of course obliged." Any Chance We Could Ch. 06 "I don't blame you. You're a good lover. Rub, handsome. That feels so good. Heels all day can sometimes get tiring." "Veronica, why don't you spend the night here? I'll take you wherever you want to go tomorrow, whenever, or you can have my car until Ashley's game." As I said that I was moving my hand up the inside of her thigh to her pussy. "Wait. Give me some time to consider that. Yes, but what about the girls?" "We can tell them what we're doing and if either one objects, then I'll take you home." "OK, let's try that," she said I turned off the TV, the lights in the den, locked the front door, and we started down the hall to my bedroom. I knocked on the door to Katrina's bedroom, and opened it. As we both stood in the doorway we could see right away that we had interrupted something. They were still in pantyhose, but braless in an embrace and a passionate kiss. "Oh, sorry," I said, "we didn't mean to interrupt." I said. "Ladies, I'm going to spend the night. If you need me Ashley, I'll be down the hall rather than at home." "Cool," said Katrina. "It's all right with me Mom, play nice. Leave your door open if you want. Good night." As we turned to leave the room they resumed what we had interrupted. "Becoming rather good friends, aren't they?" Veronica remarked. She took my hand and as soon as we got to the bedroom, she kissed me, and she began unbuttoning her blouse and unzipping her skirt. "You'll need these in the morning," I said as I picked both up from the floor and neatly laid both on the chair. "You know, handsome, I think the little things like that are what really endear you to me. I could very easily fall deeply in love with you. On second thought 'could' is weak 'am' is what I meant." As she was saying this she unfastened her bra, and hooked her thumbs in the top of her hose and panties pulled them off and stood nude in front of me. I pulled off my shirt and pushed down my shorts and pulled her into me. After a long and passionate kiss, I said to her mouth, "You have become very important to me, you know that don't you?" "Enough talk, make love to me, if you're up to it, I mean," she said. "Those sure as hell aren't batteries against you," I said as I turned her back to me and caressed her breasts and pussy. She pulled away, pulled down the covers, climbed into bed, lay on her side, extended her arms and said, "Come, handsome, love me." We made passionate and very satisfying love several times before midnight. Before settling for the night we both used my adjoining bathroom. I found an extra toothbrush for Veronica even though she said it wasn't necessary. After getting back in bed and turning off the light, I noticed that bedroom door had been left open. Oh well, I thought, they knew why Veronica was spending the night. We cuddled and fell promptly asleep. Any Chance We Could Ch. 07 This began as a NaNoWriMo entry last year and was 51K words long then. It's now over 100K words and growing. A work still in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in two or three day intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Wednesday, October 3. I was the first to get to the kitchen leaving Veronica in my shower and heard Katrina's shower running as I passed her room. Both Katrina and Ashley came into the kitchen, asked for coffee and were drinking it as Veronica came in bare legged in pumps and dressed in yesterday's blouse and skirt with brushed wet hair. "Good morning Mom, Veronica," they both chimed in. "Love seeing you two together in the morning," Katrina said. "Good, I loved having Scott say good morning in my ear in person and not over the phone. That could become habit forming," Veronica replied to Katrina. "I didn't mind waking up with Ashley in my bed either," said Katrina. "Should I still take your car, Mom?" asked Ashley. "Sure, you're chauffeuring me around today aren't you handsome?" "Yes, or you can have my car after taking me to the office," I said. "What're the plans for this afternoon and evening, besides going to Ashley's game and Katrina having practice after classes? Are we going to meet at your house, love?" I asked Veronica. "Yes, my house after the game and for dinner. Ashley you better get going, you need to dress for school." Ashley kissed us all, Katrina a little more deeply, said her goodbyes, grabbed her practice uniform and left. Katrina left shortly after that, kissing us both open mouthed. "Love you sweetheart," I said. "Love you too, Dad, Veronica." After Katrina left I said, "Let's make love right now and then you can take me to the office." "You expect, maybe an argument?" After having a simultaneous orgasm and another short shower, I said, "Come in to my office when you drop me off I want you to meet the people I work with every day," "OK, but I have to go home first. I'm not wearing any underwear right now and yesterday's clothes. If this becomes a habit we'll both need to spread some clothes to each other's closets." On the drive to Veronica's I took advantage of the lack of her having on panties and she let me caress her bare legs and very damp pussy. "Scott, this too should become an everyday occurrence." Veronica finished drying her hair, put on a bra and panties, nude pantyhose and a dark blue pin striped suit, white blouse and dark blue sling back pumps. "God, you look elegant," I said. "I've watched you put all that on I now I want to undress you!" "This evening, OK?" she remarked. We parked in the lot and walked into the office. I began introducing Veronica as we passed offices and cubicles and wound up in Emerson's office. He rose and walked around his desk and very warmly shook Veronica's hand. "Well, Veronica, finally meeting you in person certainly explains Scott's new persona, can you stay awhile?" "Yes, I can," said Veronica. "I'm going to my office while you two become acquainted, it's just across the hall, come in when you're finished." We looked at each other briefly as I left. "Veronica, you've made a new man of Scott. Tell me about yourself." said Emerson. She began with a history of her education and career, then her daughter's interests, her divorce, and meeting me. Emerson asked a few more questions, and said, "Take good care of him, he's a good man." "I will and yes he is. The one good man left and I'm glad to have found him. No offense to you Emerson," Veronica said. "None taken." as Emerson rose from the chair next to her, shook her hand again and walked her to the door motioning across the hall toward my office. When she came into my office I lightly kissed her and called for Grace to come in. "Sit here sweetheart, and give Grace the information for the car thing. I need to see Emerson for a minute." As Grace passed me, she gave me a very big smile. As I entered Emerson's office, he stood and said, "Good God, man if you let her get away I'll terminate the partnership. She's terrific, she loves you very much, and I can tell by the way that you look at her the feeling is mutual. No wonder you want to cut back. Help me train those kids to take on part of your responsibility, and begin to enjoy your new life!" "Thanks Emerson," I said Grace had gotten what she needed and told me that Ben was on line one. "Stay a minute lover," I said to Veronica as I sat down and picked up the phone. "Hi, Ben, yes I'm great. I'm glad you're pleased. Yes it did very well. Well, timing is everything and we timed that one right, didn't we? Yes, I am seeing someone. What do you mean, finally! Yes, I knew about it. A week, huh, how big is it. Sounds like an offer I can't refuse so I won't. Let me talk to Veronica and the girls. Yes, my daughter and her daughter. Yes, we are. You will? That's very generous. I'll get back to you tomorrow or by Monday at the latest. "Ok, talk to me about what?" Veronica said. "Ben is one of our larger clients and we put together a deal that turned out to be very lucrative for both the firm and Ben. He offered me, us, a week at his cottage in the Keys, travel on his G-4 both ways and a caterer for any meals we wanted to eat in. The cottage only has two bedrooms, but is very private with a pool and is on a Gulf beach. Interested?" "Katrina and Ashley, too?" "Wouldn't do it any other way," I said. "That's sounds exciting, when do we need to go?" "Anytime between next week and the end of January." "Hmm, that's a four month window, I'm sure that after we review the girls' schedules, we can surely work out a week. Perhaps over Christmas break?" asked Veronica. "You aren't locked in to Christmas at home?" I asked. "No, not really, just with Ashley. If she's with us then I'm fine. I guess you'll have to work out something with Katrina's mother though, won't you?" "That shouldn't be a problem, Katrina says she's engaged and doesn't pay much attention to her when she's there. It may be time to look at this joint custody thing anyway now that she's almost nineteen." "Grace, call Jerry and have him review the joint custody provisions of my divorce agreement will you please? Thanks." "Handsome, I need to get to the office, at least for a little while." I gave her my keys and said that we could pick up the Lexus Saturday morning. "You'll pick me up, when?" I asked. "Two forty-five, does that work?" Veronica asked. I was in the lobby of my building when Veronica drove up. I walked out and climbed into the passenger side. Leaned over and gave her a kiss. "Hi, lover. Missed you." "Missed you too handsome." Since she was driving I put my hand on top of her thigh on the outside of her skirt. "I hadn't thought about that," she said. "If I had, I would have insisted you drive." "I'll drive home from the game and let you make it up to me this evening after dinner, at the pool, with few clothes on, maybe very few," I said. "Oh, handsome, you are such a sweet talker." Veronica said with a smirk on her face. When we got to the field, I carried both chairs and Veronica and I walked hand in hand. As we got to the home side, the coach came over to us carrying the score book and said, "Hi Veronica, Scott. Ashley said you probably forgot that this was in your trunk." "I had. Thanks, Delores," said Veronica. Ashley came over to us and said "This is probably one of the hardest games of the season. We can do well, we've practiced for their tactics. Scott, I'm glad you came." "Thanks, Ashley, I hope you don't get sick of seeing me. It's been every day for a week." "You're kidding. I miss you and Katrina during the day." "Ashley, you're sweet, thanks. Play well, and hard. Stay focused. Go bite 'em'." "Was that a decent pep talk?" I asked Veronica. "Yes," she said, as people arriving for the game came by and said hello to both of us. I finally just stood behind her until the game started and entered the lineup in my PDA while standing. I noticed a lot of the women asking to have lunch with you, is that usual?" "No, it's you, handsome. They want to know what's going on, we've been together at Ashley's last three games." "Gossip, eh?" I asked. "Yes, I've been alone at these games since Ashley started playing select ball her Freshman year in high school, so to be here with someone is something new. But, I love the attention," she added. The game was a back and forth pitcher's duel, two would get on then the inning would end before a run would score. Finally in the bottom of the seventh the other team made an error that allowed Ashley's team to get a runner to third base, then a pop fly that dropped between second and center allowed her to score. Good playing, fun to watch. We waited for Ashley, and talked to several other parents as we did. Veronica said, "From the looks I'm getting, they approve." "That's interesting and they don't even know what a fabulous person I am." I said wryly. "Oh, stop, handsome. Be kind," she said. Ashley walked up, dusty, sweaty but happy. "What's for dinner, I'm starving." "Let's go to a burger joint after you and Katrina get cleaned up. Ok with you Veronica?" "Sure, let's go." We pulled in right behind Ashley and Katrina was already the driveway. "Scott, I'm going to give you and Katrina house keys so she won't have to hang out outside." "Are you sure?" I asked. "Because I had Grace get copies of mine, so here's one for you and I'll give one to Ashley." "Better make sure you aren't messing around with anyone else when I walk in, or I'll disable your battery pack," said Veronica. "It's a two way street, lover, but since there isn't anyone else my batteries are secure." I kissed her, probably a bit too passionately for the driveway, but, oh well. "Ashley here's a key to my house, you're always welcome," I said. "Thanks, Scott. Come on Katrina, let's get a shower, were going to a burger joint for dinner." And they both walked behind us into the house. "Want to clean up, make love, go for a swim, pet, kiss, do stuff to each other's private parts?" asked Veronica. "Yes. Why don't you change into a more casual skirt and blouse, I'll come with you and supervise." I offered. "Oh, I'll bet you will, you devil." We walked into her bedroom she took off her jacket, unbuttoned and pulled off her blouse, unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. She then hooked her thumbs under the top of her pantyhose and pulled them down and off as she stepped out of her shoes. "Is that all?" I asked. "For now, yes, will you hang up my suit while I go to the bathroom, please." I ambushed her when she came out of the bathroom, pulled her toward me, kissed her passionately and squeezed her ass, a bit. She changed into a cream colored bra and panties, then a cream colored blouse, a light blue flaired skirt, then got tan thigh highs out of her dresser and pulled them on. She then went into her closet and put on a pair of cream low heeled slides. "Nice enough for a burger joint she asked." "Yes, come over here for a minute, please." When she was standing in front of me sitting on the edge of the bed, I put my arms around her waist and pulled her breasts to my cheek. "Umm, you feel so good." At that moment, Ashley, who was standing in the doorway with Katrina said, "Enough of that love stuff, let's eat, you can do that when we get back home. I don't understand why you don't have your hands on her ass." Both girls were bare legged in slides, tank tops, and short skirts. Veronica went over to her dresser and took something out of the top drawer. "Here, Scott, house keys for you and Katrina. You're both welcome, always and anytime. What are we waiting for? Let's go get something to eat." I opened a door of Katrina's car for each and as they got in they would pull their skirts up, look me in the eye, and make sure I saw their panties. "I'll bet you all made sure that just a little bit of hair peeked out past the edge of your panties didn't you? You're all vixens, and like to give me a hard time don't you?" I said "Hey, wait a minute, handsome, I thought you said I was a wanton harlot?" said Veronica. "Most of the time, but right now you're a vixen. See what you've done!" "Scott's got a hard on, Scott's got a hard on,'' Ashley chanted from the back seat. We went to our town's version of a pub. Sandwiches and beer, and they banned smoking. We rehashed Ashley's team victory and I told them that when we got back I wanted to have a discussion with all of them. Well, really just Ashley and Katrina. "Can't we have a 'discussion' now Dad?" asked Katrina. "Discussion? Good news, but a 'discussion'. Really now handsome" said Veronica. "Sorry, I have a few things I want to ask of all of you about when we get home, ...Veronica's house," I said. I was again flashed by all three when I put them in the car, and Veronica moved to the front middle seatbelt pulled her skirt up, patted her thigh, and said, "Right here, handsome." Katrina and Ashley chatted away in back and Veronica whispered what amazing things she would do to my body if I would spend the night. To emphasize her point she would drag her finger nails along my hard cock. We did make it home without me cumming in my pants, and I got flashed again as I got them out of the car. All in all, that was becoming a normal event whenever got in or out of a car. "Let's get something to drink and go out onto the deck, it's a beautiful evening," I said. "Ashley and I want to change, be right back. We'll both take diets, thanks." They were gone about fifteen minutes and Veronica smirked the whole time. "Wonder what's taking so long?" I mused. "Patience, handsome, I think you'll find the wait worthwhile." Ashley and Katrina entered the deck in shorts over light pantyhose, and wearing white or cream colored sheer blouses. Both had on shelf bras, the darker areoles in plain sight above the bra cup and through the sheer fabric. "What can I say ladies, but Jeez, what a treat." "For you Dad. We knew you'd like them," Katrina said. "Let's sit over here. Pull these two chairs over and sit across from us while Scott and I tell you some things that I think you'll both like. But, first do you mind if I take off this skirt? ...anyone?" Getting no response, Veronica simply unzipped it and after stepping out of it, picked it up and put it on the umbrella table. Then she sat next to me on the settee. "First, something for Ashley and probably for you too Katrina. One of Scott's employees is going overseas for two to four months, so Scott has decided to put me on his insurance and let me drive that employee's company Lexus," Veronica continued. "How does that affect us, Mom? Ashley asked. "Well, Ashley it frees up my car for you to drive anytime you want so getting back and forth between activities and visiting Katrina becomes very flexible for you." Ashley got up, came over and sat on my lap, throwing her arms around my neck, and kissing me full on the mouth, tongue and all saying, "Thank you Scott. Thank you, what a wonderful thing to do for us." "Dad, how sweet, thanks," chimed in Katrina "If you liked that, then you will positively love this one," said Veronica. "When I was in Scott's office today he got a call from a very appreciative client who offered to have him stay in his private cottage in the Keys." "Wow," said Katrina. "You're really good Dad. When will you go?" "It's for all four of us," I said. "It's for a week long stay, and he is flying us down there in his private jet. If we don't want to go out to eat, he has a caterer on call to provide whatever meals we might need. I think there's also a car at the cottage and sailboat nearby as well." Katrina stood and came toward me and said, "Let me have him Ashley" Ashley kissed me again, deeply, before standing up then Katrina sat on my lap and gave me an equally deep kiss. "Thanks for including us Dad, that's really neat, you're really special." I put my arm around her, and put the other hand on the inside of her thigh, "Thanks honey, I'm glad you think so." She pulled my hand against her pussy, and said, "You're very welcome, and your hand feels good." She was on my lap facing Veronica, who lifted Katrina's legs across her lap and put her hand next to mine on Katrina's thigh. "When will we go, Scott?" asked Ashley. "Anytime between next week and the end of January. What do you ladies think about the week of Christmas, it's on a Tuesday. We could leave on the Saturday before Christmas and be back two days before New Year's," said Veronica. "I don't mind being away over Christmas as long as I'm with you, Mom. And even better I'll be with Katrina and Scott too," excitedly said Ashley. "Well, the only complication may be your mom, Katrina," I said "Oh, I don't think there'll be a problem. Now that she's engaged she doesn't pay much attention to me anymore," she said. "Not only that, but the joint custody agreement expired when you turned eighteen, so we'll have a conversation with her just to make sure she hasn't made some elaborate plans for Christmas." I added. "Dad, when has she ever?" asked Katrina "You're right, but I'll talk to her tomorrow. I'm sure you don't want to be running back and forth to be with Ashley, and I know she wouldn't understand you spending the night with each other during the week. I'll work something out." "Scott, I don't believe you, how in the world did Mom find you?" Ashley asked. "Well believe it or not I found her. It was at the game between your two teams and if she hadn't been wearing heels, I wouldn't have heard her. If I hadn't heard her, I wouldn't have seen her and all of us wouldn't be sitting here talking about a week together over Christmas break." "Before I bring up another subject, why the provocative clothing?" I asked. "It's a preview," said Katrina. "Preview of what?" I asked. "Ashley and I wanted to show you some of what we bought Monday night and you're going to photograph us in Saturday." "Ok, I'll get my batteries charged, sounds like a long, hard day," I sighed. "We can only hope! Or maybe even a long day hard," said Ashley. "I think they're well on their way to being charged now. He was pretty well charged when you were sitting here wasn't he Ashley?" asked Katrina. "Yes he was and he felt wonderful!" "Scott, a minute ago you mentioned Katrina and I spending the night together during the week. What did you mean?" asked Ashley. "Veronica and I would like to spend more time together. And I gather so would you two. I don't mean every night, but a lot of nights." "Sleeping together?" Katrina asked. "Yes," I said. "We have been seeing each other every day and that will continue, but would like to have more intimate time together." "Spending the night at your house like we did last night?" asked Ashley. "Either house, whichever is more convenient. We could spread some clothes between both houses to make it work. Having wheels for each of you has got to help. And if you're amendable, all three of you go shopping, no budget, to get enough clothes to do that. Shop for Florida as well. What do you think?" I asked. Katrina turned and kissed me and wrapped both arms around me saying, "You're the best, I think that's a great idea." "I do to." said Ashley. But what do we tell our friends?" "Hmm, I guess we hadn't fully thought that one out, had we Scott?" said Veronica. "Well, we don't have to act on it tonight, or tomorrow for that matter. Let's think on it and see what we can come up with and if there are other downsides." Any Chance We Could Ch. 07 "I'm sorry, I may have spoken impetuously, but I am serious about the Florida shopping trip even if the other plans don't work out," I said. Katrina continued to hold on to me, and said, "That's a great study assignment. Speaking of which, I have some tonight. Ashley?" "Yeah, so do I. A couple of hours worth. Can you do yours here?" asked Ashley. "Sure, let's get started," said Katrina. "You're staying for awhile aren't you Dad?" She dropped her legs from Veronica's lap, stood from my lap, leaned over to kiss Veronica with her hand in my lap and said as she broke the kiss, "His batteries are fully charged now and I love holding his dick!" "Go, girls, Veronica and I have some things to discuss," I said. "But before you do, how about taking off the blouses, so we can see more of those magnificent breasts." Without hesitation both took off their blouses and posed provocatively with their arms against their breasts to emphasize cleavage as well as bending over to show more of their nipples. "Dad, if I take off my bra will I get a nice nipple suck?" asked Katrina. "Sure, come here sweetheart and I'll bet Veronica would like to put her lips on you as well," I said. At that comment Ashley took her bra off as well and got the same affection to her breasts that Katrina has just received. "OK, now go, Veronica and I need to have a discussion," I said. "And do some heavy petting," said Ashley. "Thanks again Scott, for becoming a part of our lives," said Ashley as she turned to leave with Katrina. "Damn, Veronica." I said, "I'm afraid my dick got ahead of my brain on that one." "Don't worry about it, we'll figure something out," she said as she turned and put her legs across my lap. "These thighs have needed some serious attention since we got out of the car. Do you feel attentive?" "Before I do that I do have a question." I said. "Ask." "Why are they putting on a show on Saturday?" "Simple, they want to seduce you," said Veronica. "As in sleep with me, get laid?" I was aghast. "No, not going so far as actual penetration, but heavy petting, touching, making them cum, sleeping in the same bed with you, us." said Veronica. "Although I have made both of them cum and have had Katrina in my bed?" I said. "Well, I'd say we're almost there except we haven't slept with each other's daughter." "Yet. Ashley is quite turned on by you, I wouldn't mind her spending some time in your bed. And I wouldn't mind making love to Katrina, her ass is absolutely the best," said Veronica. "Not to mention those breasts. Well, I'm easy, you know that lover, but let's let them think otherwise for awhile, it'll be fun," I said I put one arm around the back of her neck and with the other began caressing the inside of her thigh above the stocking top. Her bare skin was cool and felt delightful, but even more delightful when I slipped a finger under the edge of her panties into her wet, warm pussy. "Scott, that feels so good. Push and wiggle that finger will you?" she sighed. "Wait, turn around." She did and I pulled her across my chest, put an arm behind her and put my other hand into the top of her panties. I found her clit and began massaging her as she began moving her hips. "You are soaked, lover," I said. I moved a bit lower and put one finger in and kept my thumb on her clit. "Yes, handsome, and you do know how to please. Ooh, right there, two fingers, yes, umm, yes, that's it, that's it, now, God damn." She came, soaking my hand. I held her tightly, kissing her as she shivered in my arms. "Don't you dare move your hand" she said as she broke the kiss momentarily. "Handsome, you've had me on edge all day. God, you're something else. It's more than good sex isn't it?" "Veronica, it's a lot more than that and we both know it. I've known you for a week, and I've never felt so strongly about anyone as I do about you." "Both Emerson and Grace alluded to that today," she said. "Speaking of getting your dick in front of your brain, how is it?" "Which?" "This!" she said and she reached for my crotch and squeezed. "Poor thing, it needs some air." She began to sit up, "Oops, take your hand out of my pussy, or I can't do this" I did, and she continued to sit up and pulled down my zipper. "Poor thing, about to suffocate in there with no room," she said as she pulled my cock out and wrapped her hand around it. As she kissed the head and licked the bead of pre-cum off, my brain got ahead of it and I said, "Out here? What if they see?" "Health lesson," as she began to stoke my shaft and slide her warm lips down behind her hand. She slowly stroked and sucked, I began to twitch and move against her, then came in her mouth. She swallowed it all, kept her hand around me and brought her lips to mine. We kissed for a week or so, she pulled back and asked, "Better?" "God, Veronica, what a lover you are. If I could be inside you it would be perfect." "Ok, let's go for perfect." She stood, pulled her panties down, stepped out of them, bent over, unfastened my belt, told me to lift my butt, and pulled my pants and boxers down around my ankles and took me into her mouth again. "I guess you're ready, scoot closer to the edge." She put a knee on either side of my hips and lowered herself onto my cock, and I moved a hand to each ass cheek. When I was fully inside her, we kissed again and she began lifting and lowering herself. She broke the kiss, to ask, "How'm I doin' on perfect?" My response was a groan and she put her mouth back around my tongue. After several minutes, she came again and I did a minute later, not much output, but that didn't lessen the pleasure. As we stayed holding each other I moved one hand up to her back and then as I began to soften, Veronica said, "Aww, leaving so soon. Well, I'm always open for you, come back soon." "You really are a wanton harlot, aren't you?" I said. "For you, Scott, just for you. Health lesson number two, did you learn anything?" "Yes, harlot, I'm falling in love with you." We kissed again, then she stood up, put her panties back on, sucked me for a moment, then began pulling my pants and underwear back up. As I stood to get myself together, she asked, "Tell me, handsome? Was it just the hose and the heels?" "No, Veronica, the whole you. Those are just icing on the cake, and you know what a sweet tooth I have for icing." "I hope you don't think I was speaking in the passion of the moment when I said I was falling in love with you," I said. "No, handsome, I didn't. Remember Saturday I told you I was going to fall deeply in love with you. I have. Now kiss me before I change my mind." From the darkened kitchen, Ashley and Katrina turned toward each other, embraced, moved a hand to the front of the other's crotch, and deeply kissed. As they were kissing, Veronica came in without turning on the light. "Hi ladies, what did you see?" They both jumped, but Ashley said, "All of it, Mom, it was beautiful." "Go upstairs, bring each other or yourselves to an orgasm, and do your studying." "OK," they both said, and Katrina kissed Veronica as she walked by. "Is that Dad I tasted when I kissed you?" asked Katrina. "None other, like it? Oh, yes ," enthused Katrina. "So, I gather you enjoyed the health lessons?" Veronica asked Ashley. "Very much, thanks, nice instruction Mom. How much longer is Scott staying, will there be any more tonight?" asked Ashley. "No, now go take care of yourselves." When Veronica returned to the deck carrying two glasses of beer, I asked what had taken so long. "I was talking to the girls about the health lessons." "What health less.... Oh shit, they were in the kitchen?" I groaned. "They thought it was beautiful, don't worry about it. I'm sure Katrina will have some questions for you when you both get home and Ashley will for me." "Now put your hand on my thigh, high on my thigh, under my wet panties by my wanton pussy, no in my wanton pussy and drink your beer, handsome." About an hour later, I left, hoping to get through some expected international email traffic. We kissed longingly and passionately. Finally, Veronica said "Go, you've got work to do, call me when you go to bed and I'll see you at Katrina's game tomorrow. Ashley had an orgasm, Katrina didn't and about an hour and a half later Katrina kissed Veronica goodbye and asked "Will I see you at my game tomorrow?" "Of course, wouldn't miss it!" I was working in the den when I heard Katrina coming down the hall. She walked in still in the shorts, heels and hose but wearing a tank top instead of the sheer blouse. "Hi, sweetheart," I said. "Hi Dad. Did Veronica tell you that she caught us watching the two of you? We really didn't mean to, we were looking for bottles of water when we saw you. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, Ashley made me stay, well kind of made me stay, I guess I wanted to. It was sooo sexy, you and Veronica make a beautiful couple. I really didn't mean to look, I'm glad I did but I really didn't mean too. Forgive me. I'm not in trouble am I?" I stood, and put my arms out and walked toward her, then taking her in my arms saying, "No sweetheart you're not. I love you, you know that. I'm not mad. I'm not even upset. I was concerned for a few minutes after Veronica told me about coming upon you two in the kitchen, but only for a few minutes. Veronica is OK with it too. Don't worry. If anything I'm a little embarrassed. Come over to the couch and let me hold you." "When Veronica took you into her mouth, did it feel good?" asked Katrina. "Absolutely!" I said. "You did you cum in her mouth didn't you? I kind of tasted it when I kissed her in the kitchen." "Yes. Did it taste alright to you?" I asked. Yes, different, but I'd like to taste it again. Does she like doing that?" Katrina asked. "Yes, both sucking and licking me as well as swallowing the cum," I said "God, that's hot!" I was sitting and she lay on her side with both arms around me, and I had both arms around her. After a few silent moments I moved my hand and began to caress her hip and the outside of her thigh. She began to move her fingers on the back of my neck. She then looked up and without a word deeply kissed me and we shared tongues for awhile. She unfolded herself from my lap as we broke the kiss, stood up and began lifting her top off. She dropped it to the floor, unfastened her shorts and tugged them down, stepping out of them. "Take your shirt off Dad," she said. I did and she got back into the same position, with the amount of breast that escaped her shelf bra, her hard nipples and soft breasts felt very nice against my chest. "Touch my legs, Dad." I began moving my fingers on her hip noticing that she had no panties on under the hose and I ran my fingers up and down her back into her hair. "Mmmm, that feels so good, and you must think so too, that's a real rock in my side." "Sorry," I said, then, "No I'm not. That's what you wanted to do, wasn't it? Mission accomplished, my beautiful Katrina." "Thanks for saying that Dad, at least we both, no, all four of us know you can't fake a hard on like that. What are you and Veronica going to do? You both seem really taken with each other and you're all Veronica talks about with Ashley." "I feel as if I really am falling in love with her, and I hope that someday we feel strongly enough about each other to make this more lasting." "Dad, you don't know how happy I am for you. Ashley and I might be sisters! Now that's way cool." "Don't have any reservations about this, huh?" I asked. "No, I don't, not even a little one." Katrina turned her hip away from me, and directed my hand to the inside of her thigh as she spread her legs apart. "Do you like the way my legs feel in these stockings? I think they're softer than the last pair I had on, don't you? " "There is a difference, and yes I like the way your legs feel, with stockings or not." "Move your hand higher, please." "Against your pussy?" "Yes, right there," she said as she covered my mouth with hers. She scooted about a bit, making sure her exposed hard nipples were against my chest and her pussy tighter against my hand. After kissing for a few minutes, she wrapped her hand around my wrist and held the side of my hand against her slit, then began moving her hips and grinding against the side of my hand. "That feels so good, so good," she said into my mouth. "Mmmm, uh, yes, yes, it does, more, push harder, there, right there." The side of my hand was getting warmer and wetter and I began to move it up a bit so I could apply some pressure with my finger. "Don't take it away, oh that feels nice, yes, that finger feels nice, oh, um, nice, yes, keep doing that. Oh God," and she began bucking her hips and shivering. "Keep touching, keep touching. Kiss my nipples, rub my ass, keep touching." She threw her head back and arched her back exposing even more of her hard nipples to my lips. As I sucked and gently bit her nipples, I moved my hand to her luscious ass. By extending my arm through her legs, I was able to keep my forearm pushed tightly against her now very wet pussy. "Oh, Dad that felt wonderful," she said after enjoying my mouth, hand and arm for another five minutes. She moved back and wrapped her hand around my erection asking, "Can I do anything for you?" "If you wish, sweetheart. But Veronica already did, you saw that." "Then why are you so hard?" "Look at yourself, Katrina." "Oh, you really do think I'm sexy and beautiful don't you?" "You know I do," as I drew my finger up her pussy and kissed a still hard nipple. "Now get to bed, didn't you say you had a tough game tomorrow?" "Goodnight, Dad, love you." "Goodnight, sweetheart, love you too." I grabbed my shirt, Katrina's top and shorts, turned off my computer and the lights and went to my bedroom. As I passed Katrina's bedroom, I pushed the ajar door open to put her clothes on her chair and she was standing nude brushing her hair. "Give me a hug, please." I moved against her and couldn't keep from squeezing her ass. "That felt nice, thanks." I called Veronica, who answered in a sleepy voice. "Hi, handsome, miss me?" "A lot." "Katrina OK?" "Very apologetic when she came in, worried that she was in trouble, all is well now, I just kissed her goodnight. Ashley?" She's alright, you know Ashley. She would watch at any opportunity, she really likes you Scott, says I need to keep you. Should I?" "Katrina says the same about you, and yes you need to keep me. Lunch tomorrow?" "Absolutely, come get me. Goodnight Scott." "Goodnight, Veronica." After about twenty minutes, I felt the bed moving and Katrina said, "I'm back, may I stay?" "Of course," I replied. "Next time you play with my pussy it won't be through hose. OK?" said Katrina. "Absolutely, I enjoy pleasuring you," I said. She was nude and felt wonderful and warm as she stretched alongside me with one breast against my side. When we awoke in the morning our positions hadn't changed that much. Any Chance We Could Ch. 08 This is work in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in four day intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone so if you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Love those red 'H's. Thursday, October 4. Another delightful morning of waking up with my nude daughter snuggled against my side. I had coffee with Katrina, we chatted about her game this afternoon and she reminded me that I needed to talk to her mother about the Christmas trip. We kissed and hugged goodbye and as soon she had left I called Veronica. "Good morning, lover, miss me?" "Yes, handsome, I do, when are we going to start that whispering in my ear thing while your hand is under my nightgown doing who knows what stuff to my body while in a horizontal position?" "Veronica, was there a question there?" "Yes, pick me up at noon and we can ravish each other in the back seat of your car." "My car doesn't have a back seat," I reminded her. "Noon, anyway. See you then," she said. As I was walking out of the den, the phone rang. "Hello, Scott. It's Marty." "Marty, I was just going to call you, what's up?" "Can we talk about Katrina's custody days with me?" "Sure, Marty, that's why I wanted to call you." "Good, maybe this won't be too complicated. Do you think Katrina would mind coming here just one weekend a month, or maybe just one day a month?" "Marty, would you rather just have her visit you occasionally? She's almost nineteen, you realize, and really has a pretty active life. There are times when I see her only in passing myself. Do you want me talk to her, and have her call you later? I understand that you're engaged, that's good news for you, isn't it?" "Yes, Scott, it is and I'm glad you're being so understanding about having Katrina around all the time. I'd like to see her on a regular basis, but Jerry's schedule has gotten pretty wild and I was afraid that if we couldn't have worked something out I would be on the phone to you every week trying to change something. I'll look forward to her call and when she and I can visit. Thanks again, Scott, this call has been weighing on my mind since the last time Katrina was here. Your understanding has eased my mind, thanks again." Whoa, that was a whole lot easier than I thought it would be. As if Katrina were a bother, well she is, but not the bother her mother was intimating. I walked over to the computer and fired an email to Grace telling her to rescind the request to my attorney and tell him it was settled. "Veronica, Hi" "Hi, honey, why do have a shit-eating grin?" "You can't see me, how did you know? Is the tone of my voice that obvious?" "To, me it is, now why?" "Marty called just as I was getting ready to call her." "Marty?" "Katrina's mother." "Oh, OK, go on this must be good," she said. "It is. In her words seeing Katrina for two weeks at a time was becoming a 'hassle' with her fiancé's schedule. So she would like it better if Katrina would just visit her occasionally, being sure to call first, of course. I hope it's good news to both you and Ashley, it sure as hell is for me." "Handsome, you know it is, I was wondering what two weeks every month without Katrina would be like. Now neither Ashley nor I have to find out. Does Katrina know?" "No not yet, I'll tell her after the game. Miss you, I'll see you shortly. Bye sweetheart." After arriving at the office and dealing with a few mundane matters, my thoughts turned back to Veronica and the morning wouldn't pass quickly enough. Finally, finally, finally I finished some correspondence, gave it to Grace to have Emerson concur or disagree on some points and went to my car. Almost ran to it as a matter of fact. I walked in the real estate office, said hello to Janet and went to Veronica's office. She was on the phone, but stood the minute I walked in her door and said "I'll have to get back to you" to whomever she had on the other end. "Hi, handsome, I've missed you!' and she walked around the desk meeting me half way and kissed me, not a peck, but a real kiss. "Wow, where did that come from?" I asked. We've been dating for a whole week, so I'm entitled to show some emotion, aren't I?" "Absolutely, what happens after two?" "Wait and see, handsome, wait and see," she said. "Let's walk, it's a beautiful afternoon," I said. We went to a no frills salad/sandwich shop and took our salads to the little park nearby. We ate off our laps, and I couldn't take my eyes off Veronica. "Why are you staring at me Scott? Are you trying to imagine what I might look like naked? Can't be that, you already know. What can it be?" "Veronica, each time I leave you I miss you more and our time apart seems to get longer and longer." "God, you've got it bad, handsome, I thought that that only happened to me. You make me tingle." "Any place in particular?" "Yeah, starts with a p and ends with a y, and has hair on it." "Is it warm inside?" I asked "Yes, and quite damp. Want to see? Want to give it a lick?" "Veronica, stop or I'll push this bowl off my lap, and that's with no hands." "Sorry, handsome, that's what you do to me. I've never felt as wanton as you make me. In fact I was never wanton until I met you." "Let's change the subject while we both have some decency left," I suggested "Getting to you, Scott? Hooray!" We talked about dinner after Katrina's game, and where we would spend the evening. I told her we could get the Lexus Saturday morning and she asked if I could take the girls to get it because there was a meeting she had go to at 8:00. We'd spend the rest of Saturday at the pool, then back to my house again for my 'etchings" and to spend the night. Ashley was looking forward to going back to the country club tomorrow and had mentioned that she hoped I would dance with them all again. "Time to get back," Veronica said. As we walked we continued the plans discussion and as we reached her office entrance, we kissed, and dropped hands. "See you at the game." I was at the game early, over-anxious, no not me. As I was sitting there next to the empty chair, several people stopped to say hello on their way to the bleachers. The gist of the greetings was, "Where's Veronica?" "She's a very attractive woman." "You've looked happier since you've been bringing her," and "Are you dating?" My date finally showed about five minutes before game time saying, "The negotiations went very well, let's eat out again tonight to celebrate." She put her hand on my shoulder and kissed the top of my head before sitting down. As we watched the game, a tough one, as Katrina had predicted, she kept her hand on my arm. Midway through an early inning she leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I've missed you so much!" In the third inning we scored, then they scored and tied, the seesaw tie was repeated in the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh innings. We won only because we were the home team, had the other team been the home team, they probably would have won. As Katrina finally left the dugout, she walked over to us, hugging us both. "What's for dinner?" "Veronica wants to go out, how about that Chinese joint on Broad?" "Our house is closer, so I'm going there to change and I'll meet you at the restaurant. What's Ashley doing?" "Practice, I guess, why don't you call her?" suggested Veronica. Katrina dug out her cell and called, they talked briefly and Katrina said, "She'll be dropped at our house to clean up, and then I'll bring her with me." As she turned to walk with us, she asked, "Did you both have a nice day?" "Well despite not enough time together, yes I did. I talked to your mother this morning Katrina, do you want to hear about that conversation now, or at dinner," I scowled as I said that. "Shit, given the scowl, tell me now," she said. "Well, it's good news and bad news, sweetheart." I said as Katrina's face fell. "Ok, what!" "She called me just as I was getting ready to call her about Christmas asking if there were any way I would agree to a joint custody change so that you would spend a weekend, or just a weekend day a month with her. Her fiancé's schedule, you know. As we talked it became apparent that if you wanted to see her, you could call and 'make an appointment' to come by. Christmas is a non-issue." "So, what's the bad news?" asked Katrina. "You have to continue to live with me for those other two weeks and visit with Ashley whenever you want," I said with a grin. "Then it's all good news! I can't wait to tell Ashley! Thanks Dad, love you," and she kissed me on the mouth and hugged Veronica. "I'll kiss you properly later, Veronica. That is the best news ever! Wow. Wow. I'll meet both of you at dinner, wow!" as she turned and began running toward her car. "Handsome, I think you made her day, ours too, don't you think?" asked Veronica. "I'd like to take credit for it, but I just listened to Marty and agreed with what she asked." "Let's go have a drink, hold hands, and make goo-goo eyes at each other," said Veronica as she took one of the chairs and put her arm around my waist. Ashley had been dropped off before Katrina got home and had let herself in. She was sitting on a stool in the kitchen drinking a bottle of water. Katrina arrived a bit later and came in through the garage door. "Oh, crap you startled me Ashley!" "Sorry, I thought it was OK to come in." "It is. I thought you would be behind me, not in front," Katrina said. "Speaking of those two positions, let's go try them in the shower," said Ashley. They walked to Katrina's room, hurriedly undressed and went into the adjoining bathroom. Katrina got the water temp adjusted and they both stepped in, immediately embracing and deeply kissing each other. "Ashley you feel so good, and speaking of good, I got the greatest news from Dad after the game!" "What?" asked Ashley as she began caressing Katrina's breasts. "I don't have to live for two weeks at Mom's anymore!" "I'll bet Veronica was happy to hear that, I sure as hell know I am!" said Ashley. They embraced again, Katrina spun Ashley around and caressed her breasts and put a finger in her slit. Ashley reached behind her a returned the finger in the slit favor. "Crap, we need to quit, we need to meet Dad, and your Mom!" exclaimed Katrina. They accomplished what the shower was really intended for. Then put on underwear, tank tops, short skirts and low heel slides (all Katrina's), brushed out their hair, and walked to Katrina's car. Scott and Veronica were sitting in a booth, when their wet-headed daughters arrived, Ashley slid next to Scott, and Katrina next to Veronica. "Dad, I'm so happy about living with you all the time, thank you, thank you." "Aw shucks ma'm, twarn't nothing to it." I said. With everyone laughing, Katrina said "You have always done the worst John Wayne in the world." Veronica had unbuttoned her jacket and Katrina turned toward her, slid her arm around her waist with her forearm against Veronica's breast and kissed her full on the mouth. "I'm so happy that I don't have to miss you." "I'm happy too Katrina," as she pulled her to her for a tighter hug and another kiss. Ashley said, "I'm happy too" as she leaned over and kissed me. "Well let's all get happy meals shall we!" I said with a stupid grin. "Mom, Katrina and I were talking on the way over here. The season ends next Friday, not tomorrow, next Friday and playoffs are the next week, so can we have an end of season pool party before it cools off?" "For both teams?" I asked. "Sure. A lot of the ladies have been playing select ball together on one team or another for years. Can we?" asked Ashley. "Gee, Scott, what do you think? Twenty plus girls in swim suits at one time, think you can keep it down?" asked Veronica. "I'll get a Kevlar jock strap if I have to. Of course it's OK with me. Would you like me to look into renting a hot tub for the event in case it does turn cool?" "That's a neat idea," said Ashley. "I'll also talk to the caterer at the club and have him put something together like he does for pool parties there. That way Veronica and I can be in the background and kiss and stuff. Ooops, sorry Veronica, it's your house I kind of stepped in front of you on this." I said apologetically. "No, Scott, you have good ideas, especially the kissing and stuff," said Veronica. Ashley was on my left and when our food came, I dropped my left hand into my lap and she put her hand over it and moved it to her bare thigh. "That feels very nice Ashley," I said. "What feels nice?" asked Veronica. "Ashley put my hand on her thigh, and it feels nice." "I thought you preferred nylon-clad thighs." Veronica said with a smirk. "Well, yours is the only one around the table at the moment, Ashley invited my hand to visit, so I did. Wait until we get in the car, and I'll caress you." "Can we watch?" asked Katrina. "Can we help?" "Both, either as long as you have a seat belt on," I said. "Well, you and Ashley play nice and don't turn over the table," Veronica said as she reached into my lap and squeezed my hardening cock. Ashley then moved my hand all the way up to the bottom of her skirt and just an inch away from her warm pussy. "By the way, I will get the car on Saturday. I know Veronica's busy then so would you ladies like to go with me?" "I can't Dad. I've got a project in the science lab in the morning. I could if it were after lunch." Veronica said, "Don't forget that you we have a show to put on for Scott." "I can go with you in the morning Scott. Where'd we have to go?" said Ashley. "The airport parking structure B is where I told him to leave it, but I'll need to make sure that he got in that garage and the parking slot number. Nine Saturday morning?" I said. "Yeh, if we don't dance the whole night away, that'll be OK," Ashley replied. Before we left Veronica went to the restroom and we left in my car, Ashley and Katrina in hers and met back at Veronica's. As she'd promised, Veronica, turned, raised her knee and pulled up her skirt. I'm glad the top was up. I really didn't want to share that sight. I put my hand on the inside of her thigh and she immediately took my wrist and moved my hand up against her nylon covered pussy, firmly. "I'll bet you've been thinking of this all day haven't you?" she asked. "God, yes!" I replied. "I took the liberty of taking my panties off in the restroom. Feel different?" "A bit wetter, a bit warmer, yes." When we got home, Katrina saw Veronica getting out of the car with her skirt up to the bottom of her crotch and could see that she didn't have panties on and said, "Gee, Dad, I wish I'd ridden home with you." When we got inside, I said, darn, I left something at home. I need to go pick it up. Go with me Veronica." "Health lesson, Dad? Forget your lesson plan?" "Something like that," I said. "Bring her back at a reasonable hour, school day tomorrow," said Ashley "I have some studying to finish. You too Ashley?" asked Katrina. "Just what we started in the shower." she replied. Before Veronica and Scott could get out the door, the phone rang and Ashley answered it. "Sure she's standing right here. For you Mom," as she handed her the phone. Veronica made a face and took the phone from Ashley. "Oh, Hi, Carol. Yes, I was just walking out the door, but I have a few minutes." She looked at Scott, and winked. "Thank you, I think he's pretty wonderful. Last week at the game between our daughters. No, just the one. About four or five years ago. Not 'til just lately. Yes, she does too, very much and I feel the same way about his daughter, Katrina. No, different colleges. As much as possible. Yes, we are trying to make all the games. No, not much. No, but I can ask him he's standing right here." "Carol wants to meet you. Can we have lunch with her tomorrow?" "Sure." We'll meet you there at noon? Good. No, not yet. No, not many. Yes I do" Veronica carried the phone over to a nearby chair, but before she sat she pulled her skirt all the way up to her waist and kept her legs apart. If she was trying to get my attention, she succeeded. I sat on the couch with a magazine, pretending to read it, but looking at my vision, mostly. Ashley walked by taking the scene it, walked up behind me, leaned over my shoulder, said "Scott." I turned my head and she bent down and put her finger under my chin and very thoroughly kissed me, making sure I didn't keep a civil tongue in my head. In her mouth, but not in my head. "Thanks, Ashley, that was nice, why?" "You looked like you needed that. I'll bet if you walked over to Mom and began caressing her thighs, the conversation would end quickly," she offered. "Now that's an idea!" I waited a few more minutes and did just that and it worked! "Let's go to my bedroom, handsome and you can keep that up." "Keep what up?" I asked. "Your touching my nylon-clad legs and your dick. Come on!" Veronica grabbed my hand and began pulling me toward the stairs. Katrina, came down the stairs, hair all wet again, and asked "I thought you were leaving?" "Home school, sweetness," said Veronica. When we got into her bedroom, Veronica wasn't careful about closing her door . She unbuttoned my shirt as I was unbuttoning her blouse, I unzipped her skirt as she unbuckled and unzipped my pants. I stepped out of my shoes and pants, pulled off my socks as she unfastened her bra. She had her thumbs hooked in the top of her pantyhose when I said, "Allow me, lover." I started to pull her hose down but as I bent over, my mouth bumped into a nipple, which I had to kiss in apology. I then knelt to finish pulling her hose down and my tongue accidentally swept, and maybe even penetrated her lips. As I pulled her shoes off and sucked a toe or two, she sat back on the edge of the bed. I guess that she was asking me to apologize for the earlier pussy lick. I did the best I could as she spread her legs and I began to search out her clit with my tongue. Not too hard to find, it was clearly waving for my attention so I sucked it, and may have even nibbled a bit. Her thighs were so tightly clenching my ears that I barely heard her moans, although it was her hips moving that got my attention. I stopped nibbling and moved my tongue down a bit and penetrated her vagina. More hip movement. Then I returned to nibble her clit for just a moment more and pushed two fingers into her. That did it, I think I was forgiven. She spread her legs, grabbed my head with both hands and as she lifted my head toward her stomach, I noted that she was breathing very hard and seemed to be speechless. "God, you're a good lover! Get up here and stick that dick in me." I stood and turned her lengthwise on the bed, and climbed on top of her and slowly thrust into her. In and almost all the way out, as our breathing rate increased I began to thrust even more quickly. "Mmm, that's good, in hard, stay in all the way, now out, kiss me as you go back in, Oh, that's nice, nice, cum in me now, God, I love you, handsome, I love you so much," as we came together. As we were holding each other and nibbling lips, ear lobes, necks, I asked her, "Did I hear you say you love me?" "Did I say that out loud?" "Yes, lover you did. What brought that on?" I asked. "The whole time I was talking to Carol, I watched you watching me and I realized how much you've come to mean to me. Scott, I do love you, and began to on the first date at the country club. You are so thoughtful and attentive to all three of us, and I don't think I could ever find that in anyone else. In reality, I'm not interested in looking beyond you. When I was talking to Carol about you, about us, I realized that just thinking about it wasn't enough, I needed to tell you." Any Chance We Could Ch. 08 "So, it wasn't just to get me to make love to you again, huh?" I asked. "Scott, don't be silly, we made love before I told you that, and now that you know, we'll make love again. And again." "Veronica, there's been something really bothering me that last few days. I go to sleep with it bothering me, I wake up with it bothering me, it hangs over my head at the office. I find it hard to concentrate," I said. "Oh, I don't know you seemed to be able to concentrate when we were making love." "Yes, Veronica we do, I love you too, very intensely, very much. You have almost consumed me. I want this to work between us and I'm so glad you feel the same way. I love you, Veronica." "And, I love you handsome." As we were embracing, there was rap at the door, and Ashley asked, "Can I come in." We quickly pulled the spread down then back up above our waists, and I said, "Yes" "Oooh. Naked homework. Maybe Katrina and I should try that. Katrina needs to leave but your car is behind hers and she wonders if you have the keys?" "Try my pants pocket, they're on the floor." "Bad student. You didn't hang up your clothes for class. Here they are, be right back." I was caressing Veronica's breasts when Ashley came back in and dropped the keys on the dresser. "Katrina say's she needs to use your computer, so she'll probably be in the den when you get home." "I'm tired, I'm going to stay in bed. Are you staying Scott?" asked Veronica. "No, not tonight." Ashley walked over to the bed, leaned over Veronica and kissed me on the mouth. As she broke the kiss and pulled away, she said "You taste like Mom, and that's very nice." Before I could react she was out the door, and I looked at Veronica, "I told you we had made love, just the other night, if you recall." She slowly moved her hand down my stomach, I was hardening as she did. "Oooh, it lives, I was hoping it would need mouth to cock resuscitation." "Well how about preventative mouth to cock resuscitation?" I asked. "Let's try," Veronica began licking and gently sucking and worked up to not so gentle and between that and stroking, I was given a second lease on life, not to mention cumming in her mouth. After we'd both cooled down a bit I got up and slipped on my pants, shoes and shirt and was carrying my underwear and socks. I picked up my keys as Veronica put on a robe. As we walked past Ashley's door I bade her goodnight and she did the same. Before opening the front door, I embraced Veronica, and maybe rubbed her bare ass a bit before breaking our kiss. "I do love you Veronica." "And I do love you Scott. Call me in the morning." Katrina was still at my computer when I got home, she was wearing a tee shirt and sleep shorts. I walked in behind her, massaged her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. She reached her arms up to put her hands on my face and I slid my hands down to gently massage her breasts through her shirt. "Mmmm, Hi, Dad, I thought you and Veronica were coming back here." "No, she got hung up on the phone so we stayed. I guess you didn't realize that until I had you blocked in. Sorry." "My nipples are getting hard, do you feel them?" she asked. "Yes, I do. They feel good," I said. "I'm almost done, do you want the computer?" she asked. "No, it can wait until tomorrow morning. Good night, love you. Don't stay up too late, dinner and dancing tomorrow night." She turned the chair to stand and as she did she was looking right at my tented pants. "My, my. Did my breasts do that?" "Well, yes," I said. "Hmm, if I touch it what will happen?" "I expect the same thing that happened the other night." I said. She leaned forward and planted a very light kiss on the end of my covered dick. Then sat back for a moment and said, "I guess I need to really kiss it to get you to cum." With that comment she moved the chair back a bit, stood, put her arms around my neck and kissed me, "Your face smells like Veronica, that's nice. Put your hands inside my shorts and cop a feel." "Front or back? I asked. "Hmm, tough decision for late in the evening." She said as she lifted off her shirt, turned and pressed her back against me. "Be imaginative." I caressed and squeezed both breasts then moved one hand slowly down her stomach and under the waistband of her shorts to the top edge of her pubic hair. I ran my fingertips through her hair. Then I gently edged lower until I could cup her entire pussy and pressed my finger into her damp slit. "She ground her ass against my dick saying, "What a wonderful imagination, any chance we could sleep together again tonight. I'll leave my pants on if you won't." "Umm, let me think, I suppose that means I'll have to caress and kiss your breasts and ass a bit, doesn't it?" "Too much work, Dad?" she asked. "We can try, if I get winded we'll have to put it off till later, but OK. Go brush your teeth and whatever and I'll be there shortly," I said. "You may be, but I'll bet your dick will get there first," she grinned. I walked out of the bathroom nude, turned off the light, and got in bed next to Katrina. She was lying on her back, uncovered. I began to caress and squeeze her breasts while we kissed and played tongue games. "Tired?" I asked. "Just a bit," she replied. "Turn over, please," I asked. As she did I sat up and began to massage the backs of her thighs moving higher and higher gradually until I was under the loose bottoms of her shorts. I began to massage her ass cheeks. She began to wiggle under my hands and she moved her hand around searching for and finding my dick. She wrapped her hand around it and occasionally squeezed it. "Feels good, Dad," "What does?" I asked. "Your hands on my body and your dick in my hand," she said. "Can I make you cum?" "After I make you," I said. "Ooh, now that's an offer I can't refuse," Katrina said. I continued to massage her cheeks and then pulled her sleep shorts off, and began to concentrate on her inner thighs against edge of her labia, occasionally dragging my finger through her slit and finding her clitoris. "Ohh, shit, that's sensitive," she said. "Want me to stop?" I asked. "Don't you dare, let me turn over." She rolled onto her back and I bent down and nibbled on a nipple as I returned my other hand to her soaking pussy. I concentrated on the wet slit and kept my thumb on her clit. "Mmmmm, good, yes , good, aah." Katrina bucked her hips and came, grabbing me in her arms and pulling me down to her. "That was nice, very nice," she sighed. "I can smell you, Katrina, you smell delightful." "Now that is going to become a habit," she said. "Lay back, my turn," she said. She knelt next to me as I laid back and put both her hands around my hard dick and began to gently squeeze me with her cupped fingers on one hand and stroke me with her other hand. "That feels wonderful, Katrina, got the towel?" "I'll take care of it," she said and she continued to stroke me and bent over me more with her mouth closer to my dick. My dick began to twitch and just as I was about to blow my load Katrina put her mouth over the end of my dick, closing her mouth just past my crown. I shot a small load into her mouth, she gagged a bit, then lifted her head and dribbled the cum onto my stomach. The second spurt she caught in her hand, then put her mouth back over my dick and caught the third and last spurt in her mouth. She sat up, and spit out the mouthful into her hand and gagged a bit. She quickly got off the bed and ran into my bathroom, I heard the water running in the sink and she returned to bed with a wet wash cloth and a towel. Katrina wiped off my stomach and dick all the time saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I pulled her down beside me and wrapped my arms around her whispering, "I love you, sweetheart." After a few minutes she looked up at me and said, "I screwed that up didn't I?" "No, sweetheart, you didn't, your mouth on my dick felt wonderful, your jacking me off was terrific, gentle, very sensual. You weren't prepared for the force of the ejaculation or the taste were you?" "No, it surprised me by going deep into my mouth, it was warm, salty, syrupy, I gagged," she said. "But you kept trying, so it was great, fantastic. If that was first time, you did very well, and I love you for trying." "Ooh, Dad do you mean that? It was the first time and I'll keep trying if you want me too," said Katrina. "Of course I do. Do you want to try it again, now?" I asked. "Sure, but can you cum again this soon?" "Probably not, but you can get me hard and get used to the feel of me in your mouth. Want to do that?" I asked. Katrina turned, lay down and put her head on my stomach. She then grasped my dick with her hand and put me in her mouth. I got hard instantly. "Gee, that's amazing," she said as she pulled back. Then she took me in her mouth again and began to move her tongue around my head and got my shaft thoroughly wet with her saliva as she began moving her head back and forth. After five minutes or so she pulled off my dick with a soft pop, and lay back next to me. "I liked the way you felt on my mouth. I felt it down in my pussy. Why in the world have we waited so long to love each other?" she asked. "You grew up and I wasn't here, now I am and so are you. The future's what's important not what we didn't do in the past. Now snuggle next to me so I can feel your magnificent breasts against me and rub my hand over your incredible ass." "Love you, Dad. Goodnight." Any Chance We Could Ch. 09 Any Chance We Could...Ch 09 This is work in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in four day intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone so if you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Love those red 'H's. Friday, October 5. We showered together and enjoyed each other's body. Caressing Katrina's soapy slick breasts and ass brought a whole new meaning to the word spectacular. My resulting erection was brought back to normal by a wonderful Katrina hand job. I was the first one downstairs and I was fixing coffee when Katrina walked in the kitchen in just an open robe and heels, kissed me, and sat down to wait for it to finish brewing. Her legs were crossed and the robe was open. "Sleep well, I certainly did," said Katrina. "I liked the shower together too," I said, "You?" "Of course, why even ask. I'm glad you enjoyed me jacking you off, I'm getting better, aren't I?" she asked. "Yes you are sweetheart, I'm glad we got up a little early so we had time for the shower and the pleasure," I said. You and Veronica are really getting serious, aren't you?" she asked "Yes, we are, does it bother you?" "No, I think I'm really getting a bargain, a woman who cares very deeply for you and a friend that I can relate to. Relate to on a lot of levels. I'm so glad you came to the game where you met her. You like Ashley too, don't you?" she asked. "Yes. Yes I do. Coffee?" as the coffee maker sputtered that it was done. "You got everything done last night? Other than tomorrow morning what's your weekend?" I asked. "Yes, I finished before I let you seduce me, again. That science project in the morning, special show in the afternoon with the three of you, in the evening probably rent a DVD, and make out with Ashley. Can I spend the night there?" "Who seduced whom? And yes, you can spend the night." I said. "Sunday, we're going to try out for several select teams, they've reserved the entire athletic association so there should be a couple of senior women teams we can look at, or let them look at us." "What do you mean by 'senior'? "We'll both be 19 by the March 1 cutoff date, so we can't play 18U anymore. Tougher competition, with other college ladies, but I think we'll enjoy it. I guess we'll see what the competition is. What about you and Veronica, here Saturday night?" "I imagine and together all day on Sunday somewhere. Oh, I'll call about the hot tub for next Saturday. Are you still planning on that?" "Yes, thanks for offering that. I'm off, another joyful day of classes. I wish Ashley and I went to the same college. Bye, Dad." "Perhaps we can arrange that for next semester, I'm sure that either of your credits will transfer," I said. She stood, we kissed and petted a bit, and as she left to dress, I was off to the den to call Veronica. "Hi lover, I love you, what're you doing?" "Right now? I just put on my skirt and I'm stepping into my heels and thinking of how much I love you," she said. "Nice answer. I'm going to call about the hot tub today and make sure I can get a delivery date before next Saturday, then we can talk about how they're going to get it on the deck," I said. "Handsome, don't forget that you're joining Carol and me for lunch today." "Time, place, can't wait!" I said. "To meet Carol, yes that's part of it. The best part is seeing you!" "You always say the right things, don't you?" said Veronica. "Part of loving you," I said. We chatted a bit longer, told her that I was at her beck and call on Sunday, and we said our goodbyes. She had to get to an early appointment. I checked some email, dressed for the office and left. Euphoria! Veronica and I arrived at the restaurant at essentially the same time, she was pulling into the grill lot as I was getting out of my car. I walked over to her, embraced her and lightly kissed her. "Hi, stranger, who are you and why did you kiss me?" "Because you're in high heels, have beautiful legs and a very nice ass." I said. "Are those the only reasons?" "Isn't that enough?" "It'll do for a noon on a Friday. Come on let's go so you can meet Carol," said Veronica. We held hands walking to the door, I opened it for her, stepped in next to her, and I bumped into the back of a tall red head standing just inside the door. "Oh, excuse me," I quickly said. The woman turned around and said, "Veronica! ...and this must be Scott." Veronica and Carol hugged and kissed each other's cheek. Carol said to me, "I'll hug you the next time. I don't usually hug strangers." I stuck out my hand, "Hello, Carol, nice running into you today. Veronica's told me nothing about you." "I guess that's right, we got sidetracked as soon as I finished talking to you," said Veronica. "For three please, I said to the hostess, or is anyone else coming?" Getting no response I shook my head yes to the hostess. Carol was about Veronica's height, similar build, slender, wonderful long curly red hair, a few freckles sprinkled across her nose. "Irish?" I asked. "Red hair and freckles tip you off?" asked Carol "No, just a shot in the dark," I said. "Good shot, my grandparents came from Ireland." "Carol and I have been friends for twenty-five years or so, we did our undergraduate and Master's work together and have kept in fairly close touch. I've been distracted the last week and we were catching up last night as you watched me on the phone," Veronica said. "I wasn't watching you, I was reading a magazine." "You were too watching me. Why do you think I pulled up my skirt, handsome?" "To remind me that you didn't have any panties on under your hose?" I asked. "And?" she asked. "Got me this time, I guess I'll have to become a bit more subtle," I said. "Good luck with that!" Veronica retorted. "Veronica, tell me more about this good looking man to whom you expose your pantyless crotch," asked Carol. "He introduced himself to me last week at a softball game that was between our daughter's teams, the only one of the regular season. He asked me to go for drinks or dinner after the game. I liked what I saw and accepted. We've seen each other every day since. Both of our girls have hit it off as well. I pretty much fell in love with this man on our first date. So, here we are today. Scott loves me. The future seems to be whatever we want to make of it." "He's an investment banker, owns a banking house with a partner, and because of me has drastically cut back his normal fourteen to sixteen hour days to six or eight hours, doesn't work weekends any more, Ashley loves him, and I love Katrina, his daughter. We spend a lot of time together, the four of us, but also just Scott and me." "I call him handsome, because he truly is. He's thoughtful, considerate and attentive. We share the same sense of humor and cynicism. I think we're a good match," concluded Veronica. "Veronica, I love you and I think we are too. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on, no offense Carol, and we do have a great future," I added. "None taken. I agree Veronica is the most attractive woman I've ever known as well. Those violet eyes of hers are the windows to her wonderful soul. Hold on to each other, I think you're both deserving of one another. Shall we order?" asked Carol. We talked of the past with Carol and I began to learn a bit more of Veronica's history. The more I heard, the more I respected and loved her. When our hands weren't occupied with eating or drinking, we pretty much used them to keep in contact with each other. As we walked out of the restaurant with Carol, she said "Keep in touch, and Scott, give her a few free minutes now and again to call me. Best wishes to both of you, you're both very fortunate." "Handsome, what time is dinner tonight?" Veronica asked as we walked to the parking lot. "It was for six but I changed it to seven because of the girl's longer practices. Katrina and I'll be over around six-thirty, that should be plenty of time for all three females in my life to preen." "Have a nice afternoon, handsome, see you about six-thirty. Love you." I said, "Love you too," and I put her into her car and was rewarded with a thigh flash. As I kissed her, I couldn't resist touching, all the way up her leg. "I see you took the invitation. That felt so good. Bye." I called the hot tub place and talked to a rep about delivery and options for getting it onto the deck. He said that they were surprisingly light and his guys could probably get it in through the garage. He quoted a price for rental and delivery and said if I took it for two weeks and liked it, he would sell me a new one of higher value and he'd apply all of the rental to the purchase. He said he could deliver it tomorrow and installation would take about an hour. We agreed on eleven o'clock tomorrow morning. Grace checked on the Lexus, it was at the airport garage where Ted had been asked to leave it. She had written the garage and the parking space number on the envelope that she gave me with the keys. Emerson and I met for our usual Friday review and I went home. Katrina came in about five, said practice had ended about half an hour early, the coach needed to be somewhere. "I'm going to get cleaned up, love you," she said as she headed down the hall. "I'd suggest we shower together but we may be late." "I changed the dinner reservation to seven and we don't have to be at Veronica's until 6:30, so I'll join you, if you don't mind," I said. "Two showers with you in the same day! Why would I ever mind. Mine or yours?" "Mine," I said, "it's bigger." "I know you probably are, that's what's going to make this fun," she retorted. I had the water temp adjusted and was just getting ready to step in when she joined me and we stepped in together. Rather than get right down to the real reason for the shower, she embraced me and let her hand wander down between us to my dick. My hands wandered to her breasts and her wonderful ass. She pulled my dick up between her legs and nestled it against her labia and lightly began humping me. We were deeply kissing and her breathing became faster. I moved my hand to her stomach then slid a finger down to her clit and began toying with it. In a few minutes she came and I had to hold her up until her legs would support her. As her breathing returned to normal she turned me around, put one arm around my chest and took my dick in her other hand and began jacking me off. She stopped once and poured a little shampoo on her hand and resumed her play. I came into her hand shortly after that. "I love you Dad, you are soo sexy and you make me feel so wanted." "I love you too Katrina, you are sexy and very desired. Should we get to the task at hand?" I asked. "I forgot, what'd we need to do?' she demurely asked. "Start on my back then I'll do yours." After the shower we parted but not before a very deep kiss. After I dressed I went down to the den to wait. I'd decided to wear a tuxedo and couldn't ever get the bowtie tied without some help. She came in wearing a short robe, flats, brushing her wet hair. She came around the desk to see what I was doing on the computer and when she leaned over she flashed a breast through the slightly open front of the robe. She saw that I wasn't looking at the screen but in the front of her robe. "Oops. You like it don't you? More?" as she pulled the robe open a bit. "How about both," as she pulled the robe wide open with both hands. "Sexy aren't they? Look how hard my nipples are. You'll love this," and she dropped the robe to the floor. She was standing completely naked, smiling, running the brush through her wet hair. "I'm very sexy, aren't I?" she asked. "Yes, you know you are," I said as I couldn't resist running my finger tips along the inside of her thigh. "I called about the hot tub today and it'll be delivered tomorrow. It should be getting filled about the time you get done in the morning. Have you asked any ladies to the party yet? We probably should start talking to Veronica about that tomorrow," I rattled. Anything to take up time as I continued to caress her thigh, getting closer to her labia every second. "I hate to walk away while you're feeling me up but I do need to get dressed." she said. She then reached into my lap and squeezed my dick through my pants, and said, "I caused that didn't I?" "Yes. Before we leave, I'll need your help with this tie, please." I asked. "Be delighted," and she kissed me on the mouth picked up her robe and turned to go finish her hair and getting dressed. "Wait," I said. She turned around and I stood, moved to her, embraced her and caressed her ass. "Thanks, again!" she said and turned again to leave. I organized all the pictures of the four of us into one folder and burned it to a DVD for safekeeping. I heard Katrina coming down the hallway in heels but wasn't prepared for the vision that rounded the door jamb into the den. "Well, Dad, how do I look?" I could only stare while I got my senses together. Her hair was full and down on her shoulders, she was wearing a light green dress that had a deep U neckline that revealed a lot of her cleavage. The skirt flared slightly from the fitted bodice and stopped just mid-knee, her stocking covered legs ended in a pair of darker green high heeled sandals. She turned to show the back and as she did the light scent of her perfume filled the air. "You like it, it's new?" "Yes, very much, you look beautiful." "Thanks, Dad, still need help with the tie?" "Uh...Yes." I couldn't remember for a minute what tie she was talking about. She walked to me, taking the tie from my hand, flipping it over my head, flipped the collar up then back down when she had it around my neck. She bent her head a bit to tie the tie, her hair just at my nose. I inhaled her scent, and as she finished, she put her arms around me, and hugged me and kissed me at the same time. As she broke the kiss she said to my lips, "Perfect." "Nice hard on Dad, I do good work, huh?" "Yes, sweetheart you know you do. Too bad we didn't have time for a repeat of the shower loving. Ready?" I asked. "Are we coming home from the club, or are you sleeping with Veronica tonight?" "Coming home, why?" "Then we can repeat last night tonight. If I'm still welcome in your bed?" she asked. "Yes, you always are, even if I'm not alone," "Really!" she said. We walked out to her car and as I put her in the front seat, she spread her legs a bit and the skirt rode up revealing a lot of leg. "Caught you looking!" she said. "Of course you didn't offer any encouragement, did you?" I remarked. "And who's trying to seduce whom?" After I got in the driver's side, she took my hand and pulled it up her leg against the hem of the skirt. I looked over to see where she was going with this and as we got to the welt of the stocking, I could feel it wasn't pantyhose. As she moved it higher her bare thigh appeared and I could feel something under my hand. A garter clasp! "When did you get garter stockings?" I asked. "Veronica pointed them out to me on Monday. We thought you might like them, do you? "Very much. Very, very much. Will these be in the show tomorrow?" She took her hand off mine and put her hand in my lap squeezing my cock, "You can count on it." "You can touch like this and more if you want on the way home, but I don't want to get wrinkled before we get to the club. OK?" asked Katrina. "Whatever you ask, it could be embarrassing for me as well." When we got to Veronica's I got the full leg show again, all the way up to the minimal panties. Sigh, hard again and the evening's just beginning. As we let ourselves in, Ashley was just coming down the stairs, her blonde hair spread across her shoulders and down her back. She was wearing a red dress, with a scoop neck top showing as much cleavage as Katrina, well fitted skirt that stopped just above her knees, and matching red peek toe pumps. Her hose were a light grey. Quite a beautiful sight. "Did Katrina give you a preview of tomorrow's show?" "Briefly, yes, why?" "Did you like her stockings?" asked Ashley "Yes, very much." "Then you'll like me in these too!" She turned and put her left leg on the higher step, pulled her skirt up and showed me that she too was wearing garter hose. "Well, you're both really something. I didn't know that young ladies wore those, ever." "Mom said you might like them, so she helped us pick out the stockings and the garter belts. "Turn you on, don't they?" Ashley asked. "Now what do you think?" I asked. "Hi handsome." Veronica said as she came down the stairs and stopped beside Ashley. She then put her hand on the exposed inside thigh that was across the stair and said "You feel good. I love the bare skin above this kind of stocking. It doesn't feel squeezed like it does with thigh highs." Veronica was wearing a black halter dress that left her back bare to her waist. The skirt went to the floor with a deep slit offset to the side in the front, so that when she walked her leg from her lower thigh down became visible. She had on a pearl and precious stone necklace and black, very strappy high heels. Ashley turned and smoothed her skirt down, Veronica continued down the stairs, showing as much leg as the slit allowed. She melted into my arms as we embraced and kissed. Her bare back felt warm and smooth under my hands and her braless breasts pressed against my chest. "I've missed you since lunch, you sexy thing. I love you," I said. "I love you too, sweetheart. Ready!" I noticed that Katrina and Ashley were looking at each other with raised eyebrows. Ashley asked, "Do you both say 'I love you' to each other? Or was I just hearing things. I hope I heard right what you said!" "Dad, me too!" exclaimed Katrina. Veronica asked. "Was there a question in there somewhere?" If there was, the answer is that Scott and I have truly fallen in love, I hope that pleases both of you." "Mom, you don't know how much!" as Ashley came toward us and leaned in from the side, kissing both of us. Katrina did likewise. "This will be a special dinner tonight! Katrina proclaimed. When we got to the car, the usual ladies in skirts treatment ensued only this time it was even more delightful because both young ladies had on garter stockings and were not shy about revealing the stocking tops and more to me as I put them in the back seat. Veronica waited patiently as I took longer than necessary to do this gentlemanly gesture. When I got to the passenger door and opened it, she kissed me and said "Sexy enough for you handsome? Wait 'til tomorrow." She got in a bit more demurely, but by the time I got around the car, she had moved to the middle of the seat, the slit open to its limit with her skirt pulled aside and legs showing up to her middle thigh. As I got in, she took my hand put it on the inside of her thigh and pulled my wrist up toward her bare thigh above the stocking top. Black garter stockings! "You like. Three can play this game. Will you be able to walk decently when we get to the club, or will you need to hang a hat on it?" Veronica asked. I simply groaned, and said "Thank you God, for whatever I did to deserve these three." "Katrina, your Dad's in the front seat praying, think that'll make his hard on go down?" asked Ashley. By thinking pure thoughts, and discussing the hot tub deal with Veronica, I had succeeded in arriving at the club in a semi-hard state. "Ladies, please forgo the usual leg show until we leave for home, OK, please?" Any Chance We Could Ch. 09 They took the plea to heart and exited the car very demurely. The valet left with the car and we went inside. No sooner had we begun to cross the foyer, when I heard a familiar voice, "Veronica, Scott! Hi." We both turned and saw Carol walking toward us. She was wearing a long black gown with a slit in the front, black fishnet hose, and four inch strappy heels. She looked gorgeous. "Are you here to try to steal Scott, you hussy?" Veronica laughed as she said this. Carol hugged us both, and said "No the charity board is having its annual dinner meeting in one of the private dining rooms and we always take the opportunity to dress up. How do I look Scott?" "Dressed up and quite attractive. I do like the fishnet hose with that dress." "Right answer handsome," said Veronica as she nudged me with her elbow. "Oh, this is Katrina, Scott's daughter," Veronica said. "They shook hands, Carol saying, "You look lovely, and nice to meet you. You look lovely as well Ashley. Hmm, I don't see any young men, this must all be for your benefit," said Carol looking at me. "Some people get all the luck, thanks Carol, nice seeing you again." I said. "Do you mind if I come by your table later, if my dinner breaks up early?" Carol asked. "No, not at all, please do," I said. Veronica smiled as I said that. "You're very special," she said to me as Carol walked away toward her dinner. "Why's that?" I asked. "Making Carol feel welcome, my ex would never have done that." "Perhaps that's why I've got you now," I said. "Mr. Appleton, Ms Bryce, your table is ready, if you, Katrina and Ashley will follow me," the dining room manager said. We once again had a banquette booth. Veronica slid in, I was next to her. Katrina went around and slid in next to Veronica and Ashley next to me. Veronica had her usual Chardonnay, I had a beer, and Katrina again charmed the young waiter with her cleavage so I'm not sure what they got. I told them all about the status of the hot tub and asked if there had been any invitations extended and for how many. I said I would have a caterer take care of food and beverages, and suggested that perhaps Veronica could get a couple of parents to chaperone in addition to the two of us. Ashley asked about making it a slumber party and Veronica vetoed the idea, too many ladies she said. Ashley and Katrina were expecting only about ten to twelve even though there were eleven on each team in addition to themselves. During another round of drinks, we talked about tomorrow's schedule. I was to pick up Ashley at 9:30 to go get the car, Katrina had to be at the lab at 8:30, and Veronica was picking up Agnes at seven thirty for an eight o'clock meeting across town. We would all wind up at Veronica's sometime after noon. I was told to bring my camera, plenty of memory and batteries. As if to emphasize the batteries point, Ashley reached into my lap and gave me a gentle squeeze, and a light stroking with her nails. My hand fell into Veronica's lap and she promptly uncrossed her legs and moved it onto her leg through the slit on her dress. She moved my hand up to the welt of her stockings before being stopped by the fabric. We ordered, again no menu, Katrina and Ashley were getting better at describing what they wanted. Both Veronica and I ordered seafood. Katrina mentioned how she hoped I'd like the display tomorrow. Ashley told her not to be concerned, how could I not. Veronica asked if she could model a few things as well. No one objected. The food came and hands came back on the table. Ashley's from my leg, Veronica's from Katrina's leg, mine from Veronica's. While relaxing from a very good dinner, and drinking coffee, the band began playing. It was mostly slow dance music. As it began Katrina slid out and invited Veronica and I to go dance. We did, I held the love of my life very close to me. My hand on her bare back felt just delightful, her firm breasts pressed against me were as delightful. She mentioned that my dick felt good against her hip, and "When do I get you inside me again?" "Etchings, tomorrow night, all night, at my house." "Ooh, you're such a sweet talker, it's a date. Are panties optional?" "Yes, but stockings and heels are preferred in lieu of." "I can handle that. I love you so much, handsome. I love you for your subtlety among other virtues, one of which is poking my hip most provocatively." We held each other closely through most of another dance, when Ashley came out, tapped her mother on her shoulder, and said "Come on, Mom, share just a little. Although I'll bet he's not too little right now is he?" "He's not, don't break him, I'm sure Katrina wants a turn feeling that wonderful dick as well." Veronica kissed me as she stepped away and went down the hall to the restroom. Ashley snuggled into me putting both arms around me. "Do you like the garter stockings on us?" she asked. "Very much," I said. "I guess that was a rhetorical question, I can feel how much. That's nice Scott." as she pushed that much more firmly against my hard on. "If we weren't on the dance floor I ask you to put your hand on my ass to feel the straps. I'll bet you'd like that wouldn't you? Tomorrow for sure?" "Yes, for sure. Ashley you are every bit as wanton as your mother," I said. "Do you talk to everyone else this way?" "Only Katrina and Mom." I dropped that thread and we danced a while longer, her face against my neck, delightful scent, light and subtle like Veronica's, similar hair texture, I could be dancing with Veronica twenty five or so years ago. The music ended, I walked Ashley back to the table and excused myself for the restroom. After finishing there, I was walking back up the hallway when Carol came out of one of the private dining rooms that opened onto the hallway, nearly colliding with me as she was making a parting comment to someone still in the room. I put out my hands to avoid directly running into her side. I wound up with one on her back and one on her breast. "Hi, Carol, excuse me for bumping into you." "Oops, sorry, Scott, but I think the pleasure might have been all mine. I was coming out to join you and Veronica, the feel you just copped wasn't expected in the bargain." I could tell immediately another reason why she and Veronica are close friends. As we walked down the hall to the dining room Carol slipped her arm into mine. "Look who I found!" I said as we got close to the table. "Where, in a stall?" asked Veronica. "No I was coming out of one of the dining rooms and literally ran into Scott. He didn't seem to mind, he copped a feel in the process," said Carol. "Really, boob or butt?" asked Ashley. "Boob, did a nice job too," smiled Carol. "Only squeezed once ... or twice." Veronica just looked at me, winked, and said "Join us, want a drink, coffee?" "Oh, I'll just sit, I've had enough coffee, if I need any more stimulation, I'll just ask Scott to grab the other one." "Veronica, lover, I was walking down the hall when she came out of a private room and turned to talk to someone inside and I put up my hands to avoid colliding. One inadvertently wound up on her breast, which incidentally is a nice firm handful. If I were going to do it on purpose, I would have turned her back to me and grabbed both. You know I'm a double boob grabber." "I know, handsome. Did she object?" asked Veronica. "I didn't mind at all, next time I'll back into him!" exclaimed Carol as she sat and scooted next to Ashley. I held my hand out to Katrina and said, "Come on sweetheart, let's dance." We held hands as we walked onto the floor then she turned into me and put one hand on the back of my neck and the other against my chest with my hand on top and pushed her breast against it. I put my other arm around her and rested my hand on her lower back She leaned her head against my cheek and shoulder, her soft hair and perfume were delightful. She would occasionally press her hip against me and sigh as my hard dick would poke her. "Dad, you make me so happy. I'm glad you and Veronica have fallen in love. Before Veronica I hardly ever saw you. Are you going to marry her?" "We honestly haven't discussed it ... yet. But I wouldn't be surprised. Does that bother you?" "Not at all, I would love living with Veronica and Ashley. Besides, I would get to see you every day, even though I couldn't sleep with you as often as we have this week," said Katrina. "I'll bet we could work something out," I said. "Since I've had you in both my hand and mouth, it's even more delightful against my hip." Katrina said. We danced two more numbers and at the end of the third one Carol came out and cut in. "Excuse me Katrina. Veronica made me do this." "That's OK," said Katrina, "Enjoy." Carol began about two or three inches away, but gradually tightened her arm and pretty soon was against my chest. "Nice erection you've got there," she said. "And nice breasts you've got there," I responded. "Thirty-six C and perky," said Carol. "Did I do that?" "You haven't hurt it but the three women in my life had the most to do with it. Veronica keeps me pretty much in this state most of the time," I said. "You and Veronica make a nice couple, I gathered as much from our conversation the other night and seeing the two of you together today at lunch pretty much confirmed that. I'm happy for both of you," she said "May I?" she stated more than asked, and kissed me full on the mouth. "Mmm, that felt nice, she's so lucky." "I'm looking forward to spending time with both of you, now that you're a couple. Would that be OK with you, Scott?" Carol asked. "Yes, that'd be fine. I have a weakness for redheads anyway. Especially ones who kiss like you just did." "Really! Maybe the three of us can work something out." Veronica stood as the number ended and I thanked Carol as we walked back across the floor. I put my arm around Veronica and kissed her. "Dance with me?" "Of course'" she said putting her arm around my waist and her head against my shoulder, "I've missed you handsome." "I've been right here," I said. "Yes, but not touching me. I saw Carol kiss you, did you like that?" "Is this a trick question?' I replied. "No, just an honest answer will do," Veronica said. "I was surprised and yes it was nice, very nice. No comparison to you though." I said. "Thanks, maybe we can work something out and you could get another taste of her. That really hardened you didn't it," she said. I danced two numbers with Veronica, one with Ashley, one more with Carol and the last one of the night with Katrina. We walked to the foyer, requested our cars, said good night to Carol and got three very deliberate, crotch-flashing, thighs apart, leg shows as I put them in the car. I had a hard time sliding under the wheel. Veronica was in the middle with her skirt pulled up so the top of the slit was slightly above her crotch. She invited my hand against her pussy by taking it there the minute we started moving. I heard some small sighs from the back seat and noticed that Ashley and Katrina were sitting side by side. I assumed that there were hands under skirts there as well. When we got home, I kissed Veronica deeply and passionately, and got each of them out of the car. The leg show I got then was twice as revealing and much longer than the one at the club. "Are you sure you can't spend the night handsome?" "Not tonight Veronica, we all have to get an early start and if I get in bed with you I know I probably won't get to sleep before I have to get up." "Big talker, why not try?" she asked. "Lover, we'll be together from noon tomorrow through Monday morning." "Does that mean two nights with you?" "Yes, it does. Katrina and Ashley probably won't mind spending two nights together, either." "Can I ask Carol over for dinner on Sunday?" "Are you asking if I mind?" "I guess," said Veronica. "No. Not a bit. Will she bring her husband with her?" I asked. "No, she's single, has been longer than I and she hasn't mentioned seeing anyone, so I guess by herself." "Dad, wait a minute I need to use the bathroom before we go," said Katrina. After she came back we kissed goodnight, Katrina and Ashley doing likewise, said our goodbyes and headed to the car and home. As soon as Katrina got in the car she began pulling her skirt up so she could sit in the center with her legs fully exposed. "Katrina, you have beautiful legs. Sexy legs in those stockings." "Thanks, Dad, I glad you think so." Katrina opened her miniscule evening purse and took out a bit of cloth and held it to my nose. I smelled a mix of her perfume and her pussy scent. "Is that what you did in the bathroom?" I asked. As a reply she put her panties on my lap took my hand and put it on her leg just below the stocking welt. As I moved my finger tips and began caressing her thigh through the nylon she spread her legs a bit wider. I gradually moved over the welt to her bare thigh, squeezing the bare flesh. I continued to caress her thigh and began to feel her damp pubic hair against the side of my hand. She scooted against my hand and pulled it harder against her pussy with her hand around my wrist. I turned my hand and cupped her very wet pussy. After a few minutes she asked, "Did you like the smell of my panties? Do you like touching my pussy? You did last night and in the shower. I know I liked it." "Yes," was the only word I could utter. When we got home she slid across the seat, her legs apart and the skirt riding up to her waist as I held her door open. She stood in front of me, moved closer, and said "Squeeze my ass, please." Since she had held her skirt up, I squeezed and caressed her bare ass, the garter straps an added benefit. She kissed me, a deep, tongue inside my mouth kiss. When she broke the kiss, she said, "This was a wonderful evening, Dad, thanks. I feel very pretty and very sexy right now, would you photograph me?" she asked. "Sure, sweetheart. What do you have in mind?" I asked. "Well, let's get inside. I would like some fully dressed, then some undressing glamour type shots." "Come on Katrina, let's go the den and let me think about what we can do." As we reached the den I turned on all the lights in both the den and the hallway and got my camera out of the bag on the den floor. "Stand in the doorway, touching the doorframe with your hands, and face me." I took off my jacket and tie and took about six or eight test shots. Katrina came and stood next to me with her arm around my waist as we looked at the shots. "Ooh, Dad, I think this'll work, the color looks good, the pictures are light enough, good detail. I'm going to go brush my hair, be right back. And keep that hard on, OK?" Katrina was back in a few minutes, hair smoothly brushed, fresh lipstick and I suspect a new dab of perfume. "Stand in the doorway, cross your ankles, hands behind your back, smile. Now open your legs turn your entire body and as you turn sideways keep looking at me. Great, keep going around." "Now bend slightly at the waist bring your hands in front of you, put them on top of each other on your leg and bring your upper arms together a bit to emphasize your cleavage." "Pull your neckline down just a bit. Want to try for a nipple peek?" Without a word she pulled the neckline aside a bit until the edge of her areola was showing. Then after a few shots she pulled it aside a bit more so her entire nipple was bare. "Like that?" she asked with a smile. "Of course you do." "Now, spread your legs a bit and raise your skirt slowly, I'll stop you." I stopped her when the bottom edge of the welt became visible. "Now, put your back against the doorframe, and raise your leg and put your foot against the other doorframe. Pull up your skirt as you do that." She had her knee above waist high with her high heeled foot against the opposite door frame level with her waist. Her skirt was above her stocking top, and she looked beautiful. "Now do that with the leg away from me." Katrina raised her other leg, pulling her skirt up and revealed not only the stocking top, but her crotch as well. I moved more obliquely to her and began shooting. "Do something for me, would you?" I asked. "Sure, what?" she asked "Run your finger through your pussy and then put it in your mouth," I asked. "Like this? " She slowly drew her finger through her slit and brought it to her mouth as I fired off eight or ten shots. "Yes, it looks great. Here, take a look." I stepped to her and showed her the camera screen. "Yes, it does." She put her hand behind my neck, pulled me to her, and kissed me. As she was kissing me she put her finger back into her slit, thoroughly wetting it and offered it to my mouth as we broke the kiss. "Taste OK?" she asked as I wrapped my lips around her finger and she slowly pulled it out. "Yes, delicious. I could do that more often, sweetheart." "And we will. Next pose?" Katrina asked. "Sit down, keep your back against the doorframe, and bend one leg to put your toe against the other doorframe and raise your other leg putting your foot against the frame at about face high. Let your skirt fall where it may." It fell almost to her waist revealing the stocking tops and a lot of hair. "Great series, Katrina. What's next?" "Unzip me," she said. She stepped out of her dress, handed it to me, and I laid it across the couch. Her bra was sheer and her nipples were tenting the fabric. Her garter belt was dark green matching her heels. "OK. Now stand in the doorway, spread your legs to touch the bottom of the frame and reach up with your arms to touch the top corners." "Like my pussy uncovered? Are my stockings the same height? Can you see my nipples? Are you going to cum?" "Yes, to all of those," I groaned. You are extraordinarily sexy, Katrina." "The stockings?" she asked. "All of it, just every bit of you." I said. "Now some bare-breasted," as she removed her bra. "Nothing subtle. Just my bare tits." She stood with her hands on her hips turning slightly in both directions. "I think that about does it. Excited Dad?" she asked. Then she embraced and kissed me. She broke the embrace, backed up a few steps bent to pick up her dress and bra, walked back towards me, kissed me, and said "Love you. Sleeping with you tonight?" "Yes, and I love you too." "Katrina, any chance you could leave the hose and heels on bed?" I asked. "And heels? I'll be right there as soon as I hang the dress up," she replied. After hanging her up dress she came into the bedroom, wearing only the garter belt, hose and heels. After climbing in next to me she lay on her side and put one leg across my thighs. I reached down and began caressing her hip between the top of the stocking and her waist. Of course I reacted predictably and in no time was very hard. Katrina reached down and wrapped her hand around my dick and began to gently squeeze and stroke me. "Can I try again?" she asked. "Try what again?" I asked. "I want to suck your dick again," she said. "Only if I can return the favor," I replied. "And you think I might not let you?" she replied. She lifted her leg off me, scooted toward the foot of the bed a bit and moved her mouth closer to her handful and began to very gently kiss me. She did this for an eternity before bending down a bit more and taking my head into her mouth. "Turn your head a bit so I cum into your cheek rather than into your throat," I said. She turned her head slightly then moved her mouth down a little bit to take me deeper and into her cheek and continued to stroke me and lave my head with her tongue. "Soon, sweetheart, you'll feel it in your hand as it starts. Ready?" I started to cum and she continued to stroke me and I could feel her tongue on the side of my dick. "Hold me tight and you can delay the next spurt." Any Chance We Could Ch. 09 Katrina tightened her fingers and pulled her mouth off me and with a worried look swallowed the bit that was in her mouth. She gagged a little, then smiled at me and took me back into her mouth, released her grip and let another spurt into her cheek, sat up and swallowed, then took me back into her mouth and took the last spurt into her throat. As she sat up and swallowed again she said, "That wasn't bad, it was tasty, I'll bet Ashley would like to do that. I'm going to practice until I can swallow as you cum, that's how Veronica does it, doesn't she?" "Yes, you were wonderful for a second try. Just anytime we can try again," I said. "Come up here and lie beside me. As she moved against me and I began to kiss her and caress her ass. "Turn on your stomach and I'll try to return the favor." As she rolled over I began to kneed and caress her ass and moved my other hand up the inside of her thigh. As my finger tips began to touch her labia, she spread her legs apart and sighed. "I'm going to like this," she said. I bent down and began to run my tongue across her ass cheeks and my hand slid under her to find her clit. I moved my finger in her wet slit to lubricate it and began to lightly touch, then push against her clit. She began to move her hips, then rolled onto her side, displacing my hand. She then bent her upper leg to open herself up and said "Kiss my nipples while you do that, will you?" I moved my hand back to her now spread labia and continued to touch her clit and her slit putting a finger just at her vaginal opening as I began to lick and suck each nipple. "Ooh, nice, nice, umm, keep doing that, just like that, God that's good, oh yes." She began moving her hips against my hand, sighed deeply, and rolled her head back. I stopped moving my hand and she lowered her leg trapping it between her thighs. "Don't move your fingers, I'm too sensitive," she said. We lay like that for a few minutes, then she opened her legs, freeing my hand, and said "How wonderful. I can't believe how nice you felt in my mouth, Dad, let me take another mouthful now, could I? "Oh, I don't know," I said rolling on my back. "I'm pretty tired. Just don't expect me to cum again this soon." "Scoot up," said Katrina. "I really just want to feel you in my mouth again." She lay next to me and took my flaccid dick in her hand and then covered it with her mouth. She caressed it with her tongue as I used my free hand to caress her stockinged leg from toe to thigh. "God, that feels good, sweetheart. I just came in your mouth a little while ago, but you may practice as much as you want," I said. After ten or so minutes I got semi-hard and Katrina gave me one last suck and popped the head out of mouth. She turned and kissed me, and said "Goodnight, thanks for loving me the way you do." "Are you going to show the pictures we just took to Veronica?" Katrina asked. "Yes, unless you object." I said. "No, I want you to, I hope they'll turn her on and she'll want to make love to me," said Katrina. "She already does," I said. "Ohh, when?" asked Katrina. "You're on your own there. Ask her," I said. I rolled away from her to turn off the bedside light, then rolled back and pulled her leg back across my stomach and caressed her bare hip and her stockinged leg. Her wet pussy felt good against my hip. "Love you Katrina." "Love you too, Dad." Any Chance We Could Ch. 10 This is work in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in four day intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone so if you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Love those red 'H's. Saturday Morning, October 6. We both awoke at about the same time and departed to our separate bathrooms, by the time I got to the kitchen Katrina had the coffee ready and was bare legged, wearing flats, above the knee Bermuda shorts and a bra but no top and was starting a bowl of cereal. "I liked waking up next to you this morning. Did you take my heels off?" she asked. "Yes. I got up to go to the bathroom sometime around three, took them off then covered you." "That was sexy fun. I loved your hands all over me. I loved you in my mouth. Can we do it again? Soon?" she asked. "Yes, of course." I replied. "Did I do alright with the blowjob?" she asked. "Yes indeed, and I'm ready to practice whenever you are. Would you like me to do more with you?" I asked. "Like?" she asked. "Would you like me to use my tongue on soft body parts other than your breasts?" I asked. "And my ass," she added. "You mean on my pussy like Ashley does?" "Yes," I said "Oh God yes!" she responded. "Just the thought of you doing that makes me wet!" We talked a bit about today's plans. She would come back here to get her clothes for the afternoon and meet me at Veronica's. I was reminded to get the camera and to put it in the car as soon as she left. She stepped to me with her arms out. I hugged her, kissed her, and caressed one of her bra covered breasts. "Feels good, Dad, wish I had the time to take it off. No, I wish we had time to go back to bed and play with our naked bodies." She kissed me again and went to put on a top. Katrina left and I carried the camera bag to the car thinking that my little girl had grown into being a gorgeous young lady. I cleaned up the kitchen a bit, went into the den to read the email traffic, and left to pick up Ashley for the Lexus errand. Ashley met me at the door wearing short shorts, a halter top, nude pantyhose and low heeled slides. "Hi, Scott, like the hose?" "I'll assume that's a rhetorical question. Ready?" "Yes," she said as she melted into me and deeply kissed me. "Can you leave the top up, I know you're going to put your hand on my leg and I really don't want to share that with everyone. Okay?" I put Ashley in the car and by the time I got around to my side to get in she had turned in the seat, bent her left knee and raised her leg against the center console. As we started to drive I did put my hand on her firm inner thigh, and she did feel nice. "Like that don't you. You can move it around, I like they way that feels," She said. "Yes, it feels nice Ashley, why do you like me to touch your leg?" I asked. "We both like it." "Simple as that?" I asked "Yes, I like your touch, it makes my pussy wet." she said. She then wrapped her fingers around my wrist and pulled my hand closer to the edge of her shorts. "Did you say the hot tub was being delivered this morning?" "Yes, at eleven." "Will we be able to use it right away?" she asked. "You'll have to ask," I said. We talked some about the party for next Saturday, a bit about the 'show' this afternoon, and tomorrow's softball tryouts. When we got to the airport I pulled into the proper parking structure and found the Lexus. "You're going to drive this one and I'll drive the Lexus." "Mom is really going to like it, it's very pretty," said Ashley. I walked around to let her out and she went around to the driver's side of my car. Before getting in she kissed me lightly and said, "You're so kind to us." I gave her a twenty to get her out of the structure and got in the Lexus and we drove out and home. When we got back it was already ten-thirty. We went inside and she asked, "Coffee?" "Sure," I said and she went into the kitchen to fix a pot. I followed her and was looking out the sliding door to the deck when she came up behind me and rubbed her halter-clad breasts against my back. "You feel nice, Ashley," I said. "Thanks, so do you. Turn around. Kiss me, Scott. Please." I did and she molded herself against me, her breasts pressed against me. I moved one hand to her ass and caressed one of her awesome ass cheeks, then raised the other hand to caress her bare back above the halter. "You do like the way my ass feels don't you?" she asked. She then turned around to lean her back against me and ground her ass into my cock. "Mmmm, feels nice." I brought my hands up to her breasts and lightly touched her hard nipples with my finger tips through her top. "I'll bet you wouldn't mind if I untied this top, would you?" she asked. Before I could reply, she untied the cloth around her neck and let the fabric covering her breasts fall. "One for each hand." she said as she put her hands over the backs of my hands and covered her bare breasts with my hands. I caressed and gently squeezed her breasts and rolled her nipples between my fingers for a few minutes. She sighed and leaned her head back on my shoulder, raised her arms and put her hands on the back of my neck. "Enjoying?" she asked. "Yes, your breasts, your ass, your whole body against me. Probably as much as you are," I responded. "Well, I know I like it a lot. I like it when you look at me too," Ashley quietly sighed. She dropped an arm and put her hand between us and gently wrapped her fingers around my cock, "I want to do something with this someday soon," she said. Before I could ask 'do what' the coffee was done, she lowered her other arm, stepped away from me still holding my dick, and said "Hot tub coming soon? Damn. Wrong thing cumming." She left her top down. We took our cups out to the umbrella table and sat in adjacent chairs. She turned enough to put both her ankles on my leg and as we talked I absently caressed her calves, she then kicked off her shoes and I rubbed her feet as well. My eyes were on her wonderful breasts most of the time. "Mom has said you have good hands, I think so too." "Thanks, I enjoy touching my beautiful women." I said. "It shows," she said as she moved a shoeless foot over the top of my obvious erection. "Seems to be a constant state around the three of you," I said. As her gleaming eyes looked me into mine she stated, "Hmmm, you said you like touching 'my beautiful women'. So I guess you see me as one of your women." Before I could explain myself we heard a truck pull in the driveway. Ashley stood, leaned over me, kissed the bulge in my shorts, pulled her top back up, tied it, and slipped her shoes back on. We went into the garage through the doors from the deck, opened the garage door and intercepted the tub guys as they were walking toward the front door. They surveyed the route and Ashley's legs and breasts, asked where the electrical outlet was, surveyed Ashley's legs and breasts some more. Then they began untying the tub from the back of the truck while still surveying Ashley. The route worked and in a half hour they had it positioned and ready to go. After fifteen minutes of instruction, and more ogling of Ashley, they were on their way. "Eww, those guys were gross, did you see the way they were leering at me "Ashley, you shouldn't be surprised, pantyhose and heels with short shorts and that halter top, what'd you expect?" I thought I should have said something to the men, to come to Ashley's defense, but I hesitated. Now I wish I had done so. "I guess you're right, but eww." I ran a hose into the tub and began filling it. "This should be full by this afternoon and you and Katrina can probably use it tonight. You forgot to ask if it would be ready by then." "Eww, and have to talk to one of those creepy guys? I didn't forget, you can figure it out," she said. "Veronica and I are going to my house after dinner." "To make love and to spend the night?" "Yes." "I'd like to spend the night in your bed sometime, maybe at the same time with Mom," she said. "I'd know I'd like that, Ashley, but what about Katrina?" "How big is your bed? That could be real fun, couldn't it?" she commented. "Same size as your Mother's," I replied. "And it could be a lot of fun." "I wonder what they would have thought if this had been all that I had on?" she said as she pulled her shorts down and off. Now all she was wearing was a very tiny pair of panties under the sheer hose and her top. "I'll bet they'd still be here," I said. Ashley stepped toward me, put her arms around me, pulled herself close and kissed me. I put both hands on her ass and returned her kiss. I couldn't help but squeeze and caress her ass through the hose. We embraced for five or ten minutes with Ashley occasionally reaching between us and squeezing my cock. "You are quite the temptress, Ashley Bryce," I said. "So, is the bed thing a possibility?" she asked playfully. "Anything is possible," I teased. "But what would your Mother say?" "'Welcome. Let's play, I imagine." "Why do you imagine that?" I asked. "Because we've talked about how desirable you are and that it's okay for me to share you. If you're interested, that is," she said. "I'm very interested and I would love the experience of the three of you. I may have to go see my doctor though." I said. "Your heart?" asked Ashley. "No, my dick. If I have to keep it up for three of you I'll need to see about daily Cialis." I said. "Whoa, what fun that would be, you mean you would never be soft?" "No, but I think I could have multiple erections in a short time span," I said. "You should call first thing Monday, huh?" "Ashley, Ashley, you really are wanton, just like your Mom," I said. "That's a wonderful complement. And she says I'm a good lover. So does Katrina. Want to find out? Soon?" "I'm sure you are and yes," I said. Any Chance We Could Ch. 11 This is work in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in four day intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone so if you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Love those red 'H's. Saturday Afternoon, October 6. "If you think I'm a temptress now, wait until this afternoon," she replied, turned and headed into the house. As she was walking through the kitchen Katrina came in the front door, dropped the small canvas bag she was carrying and asked, "Getting an early start?" "Kinda. Come here," as Katrina reached her they wrapped their arms around each other and deeply kissed. Katrina dropped her hands to Ashley's hose covered ass and began caressing her cheeks. "I missed you after you left last night," sighed Ashley, and she moved a hand from Katrina's back to begin squeezing her breast. "Hi, Dad!" Katrina said after breaking the kiss. "She does have a nice ass doesn't she?" "You both do," I diplomatically said. "Did you see Mom's new car?" asked Ashley "Hard to miss, yeah, it's nice," replied Katrina. "Mom should be home soon, let's get our stuff together. Have you got some more in the car?" asked Ashley. "Yes a couple of dresses and skirts, some shoes. The tops, underwear and stockings are in there," as she nodded toward the canvas bag. "I'll help and then we can start lunch." "Ashley, is the car in front?" I asked. "Yes." "Put on your shorts, please," I said. Veronica arrived as they were carrying hanging bags and a bag of shoe boxes in. "Hi handsome!" I walked toward her and very shortly we were in a tight embrace and a deep kiss. I dropped one hand to her ass and began caressing, enjoying it immensely, and getting so hard it threatened to push her away. "I'm assuming you missed me and that that isn't a battery pack that's poking me," she said. "Oh, it's a battery pack of sort, it needs to be plugged in and lovingly discharged from time to time to keep its charge," I said. "Really, between my lips or between my legs." "Both, either, often, soon, now," I said. "Ooh, what an offer. Come on upstairs now! Katrina, Ashley, we'll be back soon," said Veronica. "Play nice," Katrina replied. "Ashley, let's sit on the couch, I need to touch and kiss you some more." "OK. Take off your shorts and blouse please." said Ashley. They sat with Ashley straddling Katrina's bare legs, face to face and began caressing and kissing. Katrina untied Ashley's top from her back then the neck and pulled it off and threw it over her shoulder then did the same with her own bra. They cuddled bare breasted, and Ashley began to lick and suck Katrina's nipples. "Ooh, God that feels good, keep it up." After a few minutes Katrina pushed Ashley back a bit and began returning the favor to her nipples. She also dropped her hand between Ashley's legs and began rubbing her pussy through her hose and panties. Ashley began moving her hips back and forth and sighing. "Keep doing both, I'm going to cum if you don't stop , O God, don't stop. Ummm, nice, right there," she let out a deep sigh and pushed hard against Katrina's fingers. "Oh, shit, that was nice, very nice," as she held Katrina tightly. "Have you ever been eaten, Katrina?" asked Ashley. "No, why? Do you want to?" "In the worst way," panted Ashley. "Get those panties off and scoot your ass forward after I get off of you." Ashley got up, helped Katrina pull down her panties and then helped her to the edge of the couch cushion, kissed her mouth and after pausing at her lover's breasts she left a long meandering trail of little licks and kisses as she journeyed to her pussy. Katrina's breathing became more rapid and irregular as she eagerly watched and anticipated what Ashley was about to do. Only this morning had her father talked about doing this to her and Ashley was about to be the first to pleasure her pussy with her mouth. Knowing that she was Katrina's first, Ashley put her hands against each thigh and gently, lovingly pushed Katrina's legs apart a bit more, then with her thumbs spread Katrina's labia and began to lick from her vagina to her clit. Ashley's first light licks caused Katrina's heart to soar. As Katrina's clit began to emerge, she lightly nibbled it with her teeth and began sucking on it while vibrating her tongue on the head in her mouth. She then moved her mouth and began to tongue-fuck her vagina. "God, Katrina you're so wet and you taste so damned good. You like?" Katrina moaned, "Jesus, Ashley what's not to like? Right there. That's very sensitive, Oooh, umm, there, there, more!" Ashley continued to lick her pussy and a minute or two later Katrina began bucking her hips and Ashley stuck a finger deeply into Katrina's vagina. Katrina groaned, "Oh, that's good," then loudly sighed and put her hands in Ashley's hair and became still. Wow, she thought, I want more of this. Katrina was sold on her lover doing this as often as possible. Ashley moved slowly back up on Katrina's body and kissed her. Katrina whispered, "Is that what I taste like?" "It is. You taste so sweet. Don't you think?" "Yes, I've tasted myself from my finger before, but it hasn't tasted that good." "Ashley, am I spending the night?" "Scott said you could, do you want to?" "Yes, I want to learn how to return this pleasure to you. Will you teach me?" "Umm, let me think about that. …Absolutely!" she replied joyously. Meanwhile in Veronica's bedroom, I had removed her blouse and skirt and was caressing her legs and stomach as she lay on her back on her bed. "That's the nicest touch, handsome, now my nipples are crying out for your lips." "Lover, I think I can stifle that cry, let me pull the covers off the poor deprived things." I removed her bra and began to rub her nipples with my lips and moved my hands around each to lightly squeeze each breast. "Still crying?" I asked. "Yes, wrap your lips around the poor things. Yes, just like that, both of them." "Can I change direction for a minute?" as I began to sit. "Lift that gorgeous ass up so I can pull the panty hose off, nice touch, no panties." I removed her heels and pulled the hose all the way off. I then lay down on my side facing her feet, kissed a toe or two and began working my way up her leg. As I reached her knee, she turned onto her side facing my legs, raised her top leg and put her foot on her knee. She reached for my waistband and began pulling my briefs down. I raised my hips and she pulled them all the way off. "Ooh, a lip recharge!" I remarked. I continued to kiss and lick her thigh, and as I approached her pussy, she scooted down on the bed and licked the head of my battery pack. I opened her lips, breathed deeply of her arousal, and began to lick. She took me in her mouth and began to caress my shaft with her tongue. I sought, found and began to suck her clit and she was soon moving her hips into my face. We maintained this slow gentle pace the rest of the afternoon and into early evening or maybe ten minutes before I filled her mouth and she mine as we came together. I turned and took her in my arms, kissed her, sharing my cum and her sweet, sweet juices. I sensed the bedroom door opening and Ashley quietly said "Lunch will be ready soon, or have you already eaten?" I rolled on my back and looked at her. Smiling with an obviously wet mouth and chin and asked, "Do you ever knock? Oh, never mind, we'll be down shortly." "Just discharging his batteries sweetheart," said Veronica. Ashley walked over to the bed, leaned over and kissed me on the mouth with a generous amount of tongue and when she broke the kiss, licked my chin. "Umm you both taste nice," she said. She then reached down and wrapped her hand around my flaccid dick. "Sorry, just had to touch. I don't remember you ever being in this state." She lightly squeezed bringing forth the last few drops, then slid her hand slowly up and off me, smiled, slowly licked her hand, turned and with a grin bounced out of the room "Well, that was interesting," I said. "Which part?" Veronica asked. "That I was somewhat cool, collected and of course debonair talking to Ashley while I was naked, and her kissing and fondling me while you're lying nude next to me." "Yeah, handsome, nice job, I love you. Let's go eat … food." I put on my shorts, no underwear, and a tee shirt. Veronica pulled on a tight white tank top, no bra, a pair of black thong panties, a short knit skirt, and slipped on a pair of low heeled white slides. We embraced and kissed before heading out the door. As we walked into the kitchen, both girls, now topless, were putting cold cuts, bread and condiments on the table. "Tea, Dad, Veronica?" asked Katrina. She was wearing panties, and was barefoot. Ashley was wearing the same pantyhose and heels as she had had on when I last saw her in Veronica's bedroom. "Dad, Ashley said she saw you without a hard on, is that really true?" Veronica said "Yep, I was there from hard to soft." Katrina came over, pulled my tee shirt up then stepped close enough to rub her breasts against my bare chest and rubbed her fingers over the front of my shorts and my now firming cock. "Hmm, that didn't last long," she remarked. We talked about the hot tub and I glanced out the window to see how it was filling "Help me remember to check again in about forty-five minutes," I said to no one in particular. "We can turn on the heater when it's full." The doorbell rang, "Anyone expected?" Veronica asked. When no one responded she started to the door and looked out the peep. "It's Carol!" She opened the door and invited Carol in. Her red hair was down, her top was tight, her skirt was knee length, her legs were bare and her feet were in low heeled slides. "I was driving by and wondered if I needed to bring anything for tomorrow, I saw all the cars and assumed someone must be home, so I stopped," she said. "What a nice surprise, Carol, come in, we're just starting lunch," said Veronica. At that moment, Carol looked beyond Veronica's face, saw me and then saw the topless ladies. After looking for a moment, a long moment, she said, "Ashley you have developed nicely. Spectacular breasts. Katrina you look absolutely luscious, you both do. Oh, Hi Scott." "Hi Carol." The ladies and I said almost simultaneously, "Hungry?" asked Ashley. "No, just finished eating, thanks. But otherwise I seem to have timed my arrival quite nicely." As Carol walked toward the table, Ashley moved out from behind the counter and Carol remarked, "Nice look Ashley, bare breasted, pantyhose and heels. I must try that sometime. I assume you approve Scott?" "I do indeed," I said as Veronica came over and put her arm around me. "Were you getting ready to get some sun?" Carol asked, looking at Katrina. "No," Ashley said, "we had a shopping orgy Monday night and were going to have Scott photograph us in some of the stuff we bought. Katrina and I were just messing around before getting dressed." "Hmm, Scott Appleton … photography…are you the same Scott Appleton who pretty much swept the last juried show at the museum?" asked Carol. "Yes, he is!" said Veronica. "How do you know his work?" "Oh, you know I dabble in photography and watercolors and I remember being impressed with his pieces when I visited the show. Small world. Talented. Good looking. Good for you Veronica!" "Hot tub Dad. It looks full!" I walked out to turn the hose off, fiddled with the temp control and seemed to get the heater going with the pump running on low for circulation. When I came back in, Carol and Veronica were sitting at the table drinking iced tea. I heard Veronica say, "Most any kind of hose, he does particularly like garter hose. He likes any height of heel, but three to four inches is a real turn on. I haven't tried seamed stockings yet, but I'll bet he would really like them." "Handsome, would you like seamed garter hose?" "Lover, I wouldn't reject any kind of stockings that were on any of the shapely legs in this house." "Mine too, Scott?" asked Carol. "Carol, the part of your legs that I can see certainly qualifies as shapely, so, yes, it includes you." "Well, don't buy a pig in a poke." She stood, put her foot on the chair and pulled her skirt all the way up to her waist revealing very sheer panties. "Do I still qualify?" Gulp, "Yes. Natural red head too!" "He's very observant, Veronica," laughed Carol. "He's that," said Veronica. "He also likes naturally hairy pussies." "Instead of ones with what? Hairpieces?" asked Carol. "Shaved." "Oh," said Carol. "Would you photograph me, Scott? If it's ok with Veronica?" "Fine with me," said Veronica. "Could you do that tomorrow if I come early in the afternoon? I guess that's presumptuous of me to ask isn't it?" "No, that'll be fine, Ashley and Katrina will be at softball, and Veronica and I haven't anything specifically planned for tomorrow afternoon. It'll be a good reason for us to get out of bed," I said. "Thank you so much. Do you care what I wear?" Carol asked. "Whatever you'd like," said Veronica. "I have several things to do this afternoon or else I'd ask to stay and watch you shoot today. Thanks for offering tomorrow though." Carol said before kissing us both and leaving. After Carol left Veronica and I talked about her, rather Veronica talked and I listened. "Just recently Carol seems to have regained her old vim and vigor. If you had met her three years ago and then not seen her again until yesterday, you probably wouldn't have recognized her. She quit dressing nicely, wore only minimal make up, and didn't socialize. Ralph's leaving really put her into a downward spiral. I'm not quite sure what or who happened, but in June she gradually started becoming the 'old' Carol I'd always known and loved. The transformation has been astounding and so I'm glad you've just met her." "Hmm, I am too. I wonder how she'll dress tomorrow?" I mused. There was something about how Carol carried herself that intrigued me and created a desire in me to see more of her and her body. Ashley and Katrina came into the room, dressed for their first round of pictures. They both had put on evening makeup, brushed and styled their hair, and put on finger nail and toe nail polish that matched their lipstick. They were both wearing sheer dark bras under sheer light colored blouses. Both had on darker colored hose, Katrina brown, Ashley grey; and both were wearing three and a half inch high heeled navy pumps. Both wore skirts, dark navy blue or black, hard for me to tell. The skirts appeared at first to be rather modest, not tight at all and just above the knee in length. When Ashley took a step, the modesty was compromised by the opening of a very deep slit on the side on the skirt. "I like those skirts," I said. Katrina then took a step forward with the leg on the slit side and I noticed that it stopped three inches below her waist. "These are supposed to be worn with short slips, but I guess we forgot them. We bought them not to wear out, but around the house for your enjoyment," Katrina said. "And for us as well," she added "Veronica, what do you think?" I asked "I should have gotten the red one when Katrina suggested it. I'm wondering about the dark bras under those blouses. I think a half cup in white or cream would look a bit more elegant. What do you think?" Veronica asked. "I agree. You really can't see their nipples anyway through the dark bra. Katrina, Ashley, go put on light colored shelf bras, OK?" "Sure," they both responded, "Be right back." As they were returning I intercepted them coming down the stairs. "Ok, let's start with each of you coming down the stairs directly toward me, then when you're on the third step from the bottom, turn sideways and put the leg away from the slit on the higher step with hands on hips. Veronica, if not enough of the leg is revealed, help them." "You mean help you, don't you?" she said as she walked by and squeezed my rapidly growing dick. Ashley came first, turned and revealed her entire leg, toe to waist. Beautiful. "Sheer to waist?" I asked. "Very sheer, no panties, we'll be sure to show you after we lose the skirts." Katrina came down and repeated the pose. Her leg show was just as outstanding. Now I want each of you to sit with one cheek on the step, and the foot towards me two steps down. Now turn and gradually spread your legs as you face me, as soon as your knees are about six inches apart stop. "I'm going to step over you and shoot down," I said. I started to step over Ashley and got fairly close to her face with my 'tent' and she said, "Wow, you could poke my eye out." "Ashley, sorry, didn't mean to get that close to your eye," I said. "Next time try for my mouth. I know I could handle that." Veronica said, "Ashley be careful what you wish for." "It's getting shady bright on the deck. Let's go out," I suggested. "Scott, I really must take this top off, all of a sudden I feel overdressed," said Veronica as she began pulling it off. "I was wondering how long you'd last, God, I adore your magnificent breasts!" Momentarily looking like a deer caught in the headlights my daughter stuttered, "I agree. They're gorgeous!" Ashley smirked at Katrina's comment and the flushed look on her face. "You'd like to sleep with Mom, wouldn't you?" teased Ashley. "Yeah, as much as you'd like to sleep with my Dad!" retorted Katrina. Veronica and I looked at each other and smiled at that exchange, and Veronica looking at me asked "Any objections?" "God, no," which elicited smiles from both out daughters. "Back to the project at hand. Ok Ashley, squat down, turn towards me, flash by spreading your legs when you face me, backs straight, breasts out. Turn away. Let me see you looking at me. Katrina your turn, very nice." "Now take your blouses off and stand hands on hips. Turn, look at me the whole time you turn. Ashley, take your bra off and put your blouse back on while I photograph Katrina. Very, very nice Katrina you both have beautiful, sexy breasts." I said. "Ok now, stand straight, push those gorgeous nipples out. Ashley you look fantastic. All the way around, now hands in your hair, just like last week. Ready Katrina, same routine, absolutely perfect, look at those nipples." "Now topless, squatting to standing, hands in hair while squatting, and on hips when standing. Good Ashley, good, you're a natural." "Scott, suck my nipples and make them hard, please." Ashley asked opening her blouse. "Now mine, Dad." As I finished Katrina's I said, "Four of the six best nipples in my world." With that Veronica came over, cupped one of her breasts and said, "Suck a reminder, handsome. And make that six." "Ladies what's next?" "Upskirts" Ashley said. "Bare pussies?" I asked. "Well for right now it's with sheer pantyhose, but later we'll take'em off. Come on Ashley, we'll knock their eyes out," said Katrina. I had both ladies go through a series of poses sitting and spreading their legs as their skirts were pulled up. Ashley's light public hair scarcely showed but Katrina's darker hair was very evident through the sheer hose. God, was I hard! "We're going to change, be right back." I went over to sit on the end of the settee Veronica came over and sat next to me, pulled my arm around her shoulder, put my hand on her breast and asked me to "Caress them please." Any Chance We Could Ch. 11 Ashley and Katrina reappeared in very short and very tight leather skirts, stocking welts clearly visible below the hems, sleeveless silk blouses, red on Ashley, green on Katrina and from the looks of the nipple points no bras. Tan stockings and beige high heeled sandals on Katrina, tan stockings and tan pumps on Ashley. "Panties?" I asked. "Nope," said Katrina as she raised her skirt to show me her hair covered pussy that I had photographed last night. "Well, that's sexy as hell. I assume that Ashley's pussy's bare as well." "Veronica I photographed Katrina in various stages of undress before we went to bed last night and she wanted me to share them with both you and Ashley." "I'd love to see them later this evening?" she asked. "Sure, they're outstanding. Do you want to do this?" "Yes, I'd like to," Veronica said. "Ok, let me get a new memory card, that one's got to be getting full and change the batteries." "Am I sitting against them again?" Veronica asked. "Yeah, Mom, just like always," remarked Ashley. I walked into the house carrying the camera, opened my bag in the dining room, opened the camera, extracted the memory card put it into a protective case, replaced it with an empty card, dropped the battery pack out, put the new one in closed the camera up, and turned and bumped into Katrina. "Oh, I didn't know you came in with me." "I had too. I needed to do this now," she said. She wrapped her arms around me and very passionately kissed me and ground her pussy into my hard on. My hands involuntarily dropped to her skirt hem and I lifted it enough to caress her bare ass. I was tempted to move my hand around the front to her pussy but managed to restrain myself. We finally broke the lengthy kiss and she turned to go back to the deck with her skirt still pulled up high on her ass. As I followed her out, Veronica was coming in. As she started to pass me I said, "Wait, Veronica." I turned and stepped up against her back, pushed my cock against her ass, and caressed her bare breasts with one hand and rubbed her pussy with the other. She turned her head and we kissed. As we did she spread her legs a bit and I took the hint and pushed my hand deeper between her legs pushing my finger into her slit through her thong. "I love you Veronica." "I love you too, Scott." Ashley said from nearby, "God, that's so hot!" "Wait." I turned back and grabbed the laptop and another memory card and we walked out hand in hand. "Mom, why don't you take him back inside and give the poor man some relief," suggested Ashley as my dick led the way back onto the deck. "Or, can I?" "Ladies, play nice," said Veronica. "We'll be right back." I put the laptop on the umbrella table and laid the card next to it. As we entered the bathroom, I pulled Veronica's thong down and off, lifted her to the edge of the sink. I pushed my shorts down and began kissing her as she wrapped her legs around my waist and guided me into her. I began slowly stroking in and out and kept my hands on her ass so I wouldn't push her away. "You're good handsome, you're good, you fill me up, faster, pinch my nipples, yes, slow now, deeper, oh yes, like that, more, oh God, Scott, now hard!" We enjoyed another mutual orgasm. "God, what you do to me, and so often!" Veronica breathlessly whispered. "Hold me for a minute, please. No hold on to me forever, please." "Veronica, we do have something very special, don't we?" I responded wholeheartedly. "Yes. Yes we do." she lovingly affirmed, her face glowing. After embracing, kissing and caressing each other's backs for a few minutes, I said "We ought to get back, or go to bed." Veronica unwrapped her ankles, then LET her legs fall from my waist. I stood back and lifted her to her feet. She put her thong back on, I pulled up my shorts, and we went back outside. "Feel better? You both have that J F L and your tent is down I see," said Ashley. "Yes, sweetheart he felt good, really good and now he feels better, don't you handsome?" said Veronica. "Yes, I do. Maybe now I can focus a bit. What's J F L? Oh wait I know, cute Ashley," I said. Katrina murmured to no one in particular, "JFL … oh, just fucked look. I guess I had one of those earlier when Ashley ate me. Hmmm." "Ladies, I'm going to shoot this set so keep your eyes on me. Don't be looking at Scott's crotch waiting for his next erection." "Any minute now Mom," said Ashley. "Let's start with some rather demure shots, both of you sit on separate chairs angled toward each other. Legs together, then slightly apart, now very slowly cross them. Excellent, starting to see the whole welt, now stand, hands on hips, spread your legs to tighten the skirts, now slowly ease them up your thighs to the bottom of your pussies. Now, Ashley, sit and put your hand on the inside of Katrina's thigh and move it up against her pussy." "That did it Veronica, Dad's hard again." And she was right. I was, rather my dick was, pointing right at the shoot. "My bare breasts or Ashley's hand against Katrina's bare pussy?" Veronica asked. "Dead heat," I responded. "Katrina, pull your skirt up a bit more, enough to put your foot on the chair between Ashley's legs. Ashley, pull Katrina's skirt up a bit more and now caress her bare thigh. Now put your other hand on her ankle, look at each other," directed Veronica. "Mom, Katrina's hair is getting really wet.' "I should hope so." Veronica said. "Now, let's repeat this scene with Ashley standing." At the end of this series it was Katrina's turn to remark about how wet Ashley's crotch was. "OK, ladies, backs to me, spread your legs to tighten the skirts, now turn toward each other, as you face me, arms around each other's waist. Begin to unbutton your blouses, pull the front out a bit, begin to show some cleavage. Kiss each other, now Ashley turn sideways with your back to Katrina. Katrina unzip her skirt, push it down and Ashley step out of it. Now you Katrina. Now back against each other with your hands on each other's butts. Now bend slightly so only your asses are touching and look at me. How am I doing Scott?" "Jesus, you can really set up some sexy scenes. Ashley, Katrina, bare breasted, garter stockings, no panties, what more could a man ask for?" I asked. "Mom, take a picture of us like this." She turned Katrina to face her, and began caressing her ass and tenderly kissing her. Katrina returned the ass caressing and the kiss deepened and lasted awhile. "OK, Scott, one for me. Get between them, ladies back up against his hips, Scott reach around them and lightly caress a breast. Careful ladies don't get in front of his dick or he'll push you out of the picture. Now that's hot!" remarked Veronica. As I was about to step from between them Ashley put her hand down the front of my shorts and wrapped her fingers around my dick, God that felt good. "Now, Mom, take this one," said Ashley. After several minutes and a very hot eager kiss, Ashley released me and Katrina with a pout said, "Don't I get a turn too?" "Absolutely, put your hand in his shorts, caress, squeeze whatever and kiss away," Veronica said to her. Our kiss was also so loving and lengthy that I about came. After breaking that kiss I said to Veronica, "My turn, vixen, get between them, and you do the same. Now Ashley and Katrina you caress Veronica's breasts." This time Katrina put her hand inside the front of Veronica's panties and moved her finger in Veronica's slit. "Ooh," moaned Veronica, "Don't hurry Katrina. And don't stop either." After several minutes Ashley began caress her Mom's ass as well. After several minutes I asked, "What's next?" Katrina walked toward me, again put her hand down the front of my shorts and wrapped her hand around my cock. She stroked my shaft and teased, "You can handle another one?" "Veronica will shoot this one too, so yes," I said. "We'll be back," said Ashley as they walked across the deck with their arms around each other. "Veronica, that was incredible. You really have a knack for posing." "I also have a knack for arousing you handsome," said Veronica as she began to caress my hard on. "You're going to make me cum," I teased. "I know, step into the bathroom and I'll blow you." I couldn't get there quick enough, and I came very quickly without even getting the door closed. "Umm, you taste good, not much volume, but tasty." Veronica said. "Sweetheart, I just filled you up an hour ago." "Not complaining, handsome. I love you," Veronica said. I heard Ashley just outside the door say, "I'd like a mouthful of that next time." Veronica put her arm around Ashley caressing her breast through her dress and said, "Ok, we'll work on that." We walked back out to the deck. Both had on sheath dresses, dark green on Katrina, dark blue on Ashley and knee length. They were apparently very stretchy because they hugged the ladies' figures. I noticed there were no bra straps showing under the spaghetti straps. "No bras again?" "And no panty line either Dad, we're wearing just pantyhose. You like?" "Katrina, you know I like anything you wear," I answered. "Or, don't," she laughed. "Ladies, what do you want to show in this series?" Veronica asked. "Individually; legs, breasts, asses, and of course our beautiful faces," said Ashley. I sat on the lounger, a leg on each side and my back against the raised end. I patted the cushion between my legs and said, "Ashley come and sit." She sat down, the leaned back against me. She took my hand and put it on her covered breast and said, "Feel free to squeeze." "I might wrinkle the dress," I said. "OK, then let's do this. Unzip me a bit, and I'll just pull it down." I did and she bared both breasts and said "Now." As I caressed each breast she made low moaning sounds and leaned harder into me as we watched Katrina be directed and photographed by Veronica. When Ashley whispered that Katrina is so sexy and arousing I whispered back, "That she is. That she is." "Katrina, hands on hips, turn slowly, when your back is to me, spread your legs a bit, good, now continue around. Look at me. I'm going to take these first few from your bust up, slowly turn your head from side to side, look up a little, then down, now back to me. Go to the settee, sit toward one end legs out, now give me that seductive look as you begin to raise your skirt, slowly, now at mid thigh, give me that beautiful smile, spread your legs a bit, raise your butt to get the skirt under it, all the way up, turn sideways to show me your hip. Now put one leg on the cushion, lean back and drop your straps off your shoulders. Now turn your torso slightly toward me, and begin to pull your top down off one breast. No slower, pull it back up and begin again, but keep that gorgeous smile. That's better, areola now exposed, now a nipple, now the full breast, which is just delightful. Now uncover the other one, slowly, now pull the dress down just a bit. Now stand, push the dress down, step out of it. Turn, arch your back to emphasize your breasts and your ass, hands on your hips towards your spine." "Ashley are those the sheer to the waist hose you said you both had on earlier, they really leave nothing to the imagination do they?" I asked. "Good, they weren't supposed to." she replied. She had put one foot on the lounger and pulled her dress hem up. I couldn't help putting my hand on her leg and lightly touching as we watched. I moved my hand up her thigh until I was cupping her pussy and began moving my finger against her clit through the hose. "Scott, that feels soo nice. Will you move that finger on my clit just a bit harder and faster?" she asked. She began moaning and turned her head to me for a kiss. As I put my tongue into her mouth she came. "Now back to me, arch your back, hands on your ass, just at the top on the hose, spread your legs, you look delicious. Now sit, cross your legs, more bust up shots, turn your head, look up, down, at your Dad's hard on. Lean forward Ashley, let her see. What else?" "Maybe more later. Ashley's turn," Katrina announced. Ashley stood at bit unsteadily, pulled her dress back up and smoothed her skirt down, as she asked, "Zip please." As she passed Ashley, Katrina lightly kissed her on the lips and stood in front of me holding her dress and asked, "Want me to put this back on?" "No, not really, sit here," I said as I patted the lounger between my legs. She sat with her bare back against me, and put a hand on each of my legs. "Put your arms around me. No better yet put your hands around my boobs. Umm, that feels really good," she said. "Those hose are quite sexy. Katrina, did my comment when you were wearing pantyhose under shorts prompt their purchase?" I asked. "Ashley and Veronica also thought you might like them," she said. "Rub your hand inside my thigh. Feel how soft they are." I moved one hand from a breast and caressed her leg from her knee to her damp crotch. "Yes, they really are," I said. I moved my hand over her pussy and began to touch and put pressure on her clit. As I did she moved her hips harder against my finger, sighed and came. Veronica was taking Ashley's pictures in essentially the same sequence as she had with Katrina. Ashley looked just as outstanding and sexy as Katrina, a fact that my dick didn't miss. After recovering a bit Katrina leaned forward, reached around her hip and grabbed my cock and began to caress it with her finger nails through my rather thin shorts. "Mmm, your dick feels good, your hands feel good, you make me feel good." she said. "You probably better stop now, or your hip is going to be as wet as your pussy," I said. "As long as there's a next time, I'll stop now." "You know there'll always be," I said as I touched her chin and turned her lips to me for a very lingering kiss. As the kiss continued my hand returned to between her thighs to cup her very damp pussy. Any Chance We Could Ch. 12 This is work in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in regular intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone so if you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Love those red 'H's. Saturday Evening October 6. Ashley was now as bare as Katrina. She had on pantyhose and heels, and other than a bright smile that was it. Veronica and Ashley walked over to us, Veronica sat on the lounger next to Katrina. Ashley stood behind me and began massaging my shoulders. "Any more today?" asked Veronica. Claiming they were hungry both girls shook their head no. "Change places with me Katrina," requested Veronica. Katrina stood and then sat down on the end of the lounger. Veronica leaned back against me, took my right hand and put it on her breast saying, "My turn." She moved my other hand to her crotch, pulled her thong aside and pushed my fingers into her slit. Taking the hint I began with my thumb on her clit and moved it around. I slid my fingers up and down her slit while maintaining pressure on her clit. Katrina took the opportunity as I was masturbating Veronica to lean towards her and to kiss and suck her breasts and to deeply kiss her. As her moans and breathing increased I put two fingers deeply into her vagina and moved them slowly in and out. She bucked her hips and came. She reached down and moved my thumb off her clit. "Too sensitive. Leave your fingers in me." "Stand up please sweetheart." Veronica gently asked Katrina. "I need to do something for my man." She turned on the lounger and moved down, and tugged my shorts down enough to expose my rather erect dick. Winking at the girls she then took it in her mouth and began bobbing up and down. Ashley continued to massage my shoulders then she leaned down and eagerly kissed me. That did it. I came in Veronica's mouth. Katrina had knelt down beside us and had her hand on top of Veronica's hand that was wrapped around my dick. As Veronica sat up she put her arm around Katrina, pulled her to her, and kissed her, sharing the taste of my cum with her as Katrina moaned into her mouth. "Save some for me," giggled Ashley as she moved to her Mom who began kissing her daughter after she broke the kiss with Katrina. As Ashley was kissing Veronica, Katrina leaned over and took my now flaccid dick in her mouth and briefly caressed it with her tongue. "Umm, good stuff," they both said. "Thanks for the health lessons Mom and Scott," Ashley smiled. Katrina added, "Thanks for showing me things to try the next time I do it to Dad." "Katrina, I didn't know you were into sucking your Dad," said Ashley. "I haven't been doing it long, but long enough to know that we both enjoy it. I'm not as good as your Mom, but Dad doesn't complain," said Katrina. Pouting, Ashley asked, "When do I get a turn?" And without waiting for a response she knelt down and sucked me into her mouth. She tentatively moved her tongue around my head, then sat back and said, "Wow, I'm going to have to get into that. When are you giving lessons Scott?" Veronica winked at me and said, "You liked that huh? We'll work on some classroom time." "Don't I get a say?" I joked. "Why, so you can say yes?" retorted Veronica. "Well, yes," I said. I was still amazed on my good fortune to have a lady I love encouraging her daughter and I to kiss, touch each other as well as hinting that we could go much further. With that interchange I pulled back Veronica to me, kissed her before saying, "I'll tell you what, let's have some Mexican carryout, but first let's try the hot tub." Veronica said, "I need to change." "Into what?" I asked. "Katrina and Ashley wear the pantyhose, I'll take off my shirt and shoes and we'll call it good." "Just your shirt and shoes?" asked Ashley. "No, but I'm not going to pull my shorts back up," I replied. Veronica stood, pulled down her skirt and thong, kicked off her shoes as she extended a hand to Katrina, who stood and did the same. I stood and Ashley pulled my shirt up and off me, pushed my shorts down to my ankles and kicked off her shoes. I stepped out of my sandals and shorts. My dick pointed the way. We all climbed into the tub, it was just a tad cool, but I fired up the jets and we all leaned back and enjoyed. Veronica was next to me, and curiously enough we soon had our hands in each other laps. In short order I felt a nylon-clad foot on each knee. "Gee, Veronica does this mean that you're always going to make love in front of us?" asked Katrina. "Did you enjoy it?" asked Veronica. "God, yes," said Ashley. "If it doesn't bother you, probably yes but not always," said Veronica. "Why today?" asked Katrina. "Scott was loving and masturbating both of you, I was getting rather wet photographing you both so I took advantage of the situation and got and gave an orgasm. I didn't think either of you would mind, and you didn't, so that's why." Veronica said. "I guess after dinner we'll leave and go to my house," I said to Veronica. "Why not stay here," suggested Ashley. "It's not as if we don't know what you do when you spend the night together. We just saw an example, remember? And maybe you'll want company in bed." "Veronica?" I asked knowing she needed to set the parameters. "Bed company is okay with me, but what about clothes for you?" "We'll go pick up dinner after we run a couple of errands and go by our house and get clothes for both of us," said Katrina. "Well, sounds like it's settled. This tub needs to be warmer. Let's order dinner and I'll turn it up and maybe we'll want to try it again later this evening," I noted. The tub cycle ended and as we all stood, three sets of eyes went to my semi-erect dick. As I stepped onto the deck, Veronica said, "Yum." Katrina added, "Very nice." Ashley offered, "I'd like that for an hour." I took a bow and said, "To the showers and then dinner. By the way ladies your sheer hose are even more sheer if that's possible now that they're wet. Nice asses and pussies on both of you." Katrina and Ashley peeled off their stockings and we all headed naked into the house. Someone, Ashley it turns out, kept one hand on the inside of my thigh against my balls all the way up the stairs. Veronica and I went into her bathroom, warmed up the shower and made love again in the running water. We finally got around to washing and drying off. As we walked nude into the bedroom, Katrina was standing in the doorway in her bra and panties and said "I need to touch it." She walked over and wrapped her fingers around my flaccid dick and gently squeezed. "Feels nice," she sniggered. "Yes," both Veronica and I answered simultaneously. "Well so much for modesty. Do I have a pair of shorts or swim trunks around here?" I asked. At that point Ashley dressed in just a bra walked in, "Ooh, an hour isn't going to be long enough." "Ashley, for God's sake don't encourage him. When you get more clothes on run down to his car and see if there's a pair of swim trunks in it somewhere." gently commanded Veronica. "Oh, wait. You have a pair of briefs over there on the floor." "Better, than nothing," I replied. "I think the audience in the room might not agree with that." Ashley laughed. As I put the briefs on and asked, "Where's the menu, everyone still hungry?" "For food or your hard cock?" asked Ashley. "Food now, cock later," laughed Veronica. Katrina made a list, called it in and we went into the kitchen to get something to drink. Then we all drifted into the living room, Veronica and I sat on the couch, cuddled at one end while the ladies sat on the rest of the couch with Katrina's legs running along the cushion as she leaned against Ashley. Ashley had her hand in Katrina's bra and was enjoying her nipple with her finger and thumb. All three of the ladies had on a lot more clothes than I did, shorts, knit tank tops, and low heels. "Katrina, when you go by the house will you be sure to get me three or four pairs of khaki shorts, two pairs of long khakis, four woven short sleeve shirts, my other swim trunks if they're not in the car, a pair of deck shoes, three pairs of socks and three changes of underwear. Please. Thanks, love you." I said. "My wallet's on the counter will you get out money for the carry-out. Thanks, Ashley." Before they left, we talked about tomorrow's select try-outs. They were leaving at 8:00 and expected to be home at 4 or 4:30. I reminded them that Carol was coming early for pictures and would be here for dinner. 'How do steaks and baked potatoes sound," I asked. "We'll go to the store this evening after you get some clothes," said Veronica. "And keep that hand under my shirt and on my breast until then, OK?" Ashley and Katrina left, going by our house first then made two more stops before picking up the food. As they left, Veronica turned to me, put her hand under my briefs and began caressing me as she kissed me. As she had turned my hand wound up on her back so I slid it down under her shorts to her eye catching ass. After breaking the kiss, Veronica asked as she sat up, "Scott, what's our future?" I replied, "Long, loving, something I want very much." "Marriage?" she asked. "Yes, unequivocally, yes. I thought you'd never ask?" "I haven't. It's just said a word," as she kissed me with a smile. "Oh." I disagreed gently. "It's a very key word that's pregnant with meaning. I love you so much Veronica and I intend to spend a very long time with you. Can you see us married?" "I can, handsome. Yes I can" she smiled warmly. "Would you keep working, if we got married?" I asked. "Would I need too?" Veronica asked. "Not for household income, but for the challenge and personal satisfaction. Yes, work if you wish." "Then I think I would," she said. "If you would want to become an independent broker you could have an office in my building. We're about to take over two more floors, so there would be plenty of room, plus being in the same building with you would be wonderful." "I think I might like that," Veronica said. "On the other hand, maybe we could move the whole office, it is becoming rather cramped." "Where would we live, here or at my house?" I asked. For two days I had been thinking about this issue but wanted her to think through this important matter. We needed to have a sound and firm meeting of the minds. I was willing to be flexible. "I like your house, the ranch style is nice, but I like this house better. The pool and the two stories have a lot of appeal to me. I like the view that we have across the valley, so here," she said. "What would you like in a house for us, all four of us?" "Outside, a heated pool, possibly with a comfortable hot tub and a four car garage with a studio over it. Inside, three or four bedrooms, with a full bath for each. In the master bath a whirlpool tub large enough for four and a large shower with multiple body water heads or a waterfall head. I would like separate living and dining rooms, an eat-in kitchen, a den or office, bath for the pool, a large entry hall. How's that for a start?" I asked. "Off hand, a good start, but you're talking somewhere north of a million dollars. I don't have much equity in this house, how about yours?" "I have hundred percent equity, sweetheart. I could write a check for somewhere way north of a million dollars." "Whoa, wait a minute. I didn't realize that you were that wealthy. I assumed that you were successful, but I clearly underrated your success. I'll bet you'd want a pre-nup wouldn't you?" Veronica asked. "Not from you, I wouldn't. You'd have to sign off on my buy-sell with Emerson but that's all," I said. "You've known me for a little over two weeks, do you really trust me that much, handsome?" she asked. "You've given me no reason not to and every reason to. I am deeply, very deeply in love with you, and am willing to share everything I have. With Ashley and Katrina as well. But enough talk for the moment, the ladies are back, let me give your ass one more caress and let's go eat." "Hi Mom, Scott, Katrina's bringing in the clothes and here's dinner. Did you spend the whole time making out? I notice that Scott's in his usual state?" "Actually, no," said Veronica. "We talked about the future a good bit." "Who's future?" asked Ashley. "Ours. The four of us," Veronica answered. "Really. Awesome. Do we have a future? Together, I mean?" asked Ashley. "It appears that we probably do." "Are you getting married?" asked Ashley, the pitch of her voice rising. "We've talked about it, but I haven't decided," said Veronica. "Haven't decided? Haven't decided?" her voice rising even higher. "He's the most amazing man you've ever met, I've ever met. I love Katrina." "Ashley, I haven't said no, just listen for a minute, please. OK?" said Veronica. "I don't disagree with what you've said, but this is a life-changing decision for us, and I want to be sure that I know all the ramifications. Just cool it for a day or so, we'll be sure to include both you and Katrina when it's appropriate. So can you be a little patient with me, with us?" Veronica pleaded with her daughter. "OK, Mom, but it sure is exciting!" "What's exciting?" asked Katrina as she came into the room. "Oh, nothing much, just Scott and Mom talking about getting married." "Really! Cool! When Veronica?" asked Katrina. "We don't know if for sure, yet, Katrina." I said. "When are you going to decide?" asked Katrina. "Probably in the next couple of days, sweetheart," I said. Well, if you decide to get married, when will you get married?" asked Katrina. "Let's get thru the decision and then we can decide when," laughed Veronica at our excited daughters. "I think you should. I love both Ashley and Veronica, and Dad, I've never seen you as relaxed and happy as you have been since meeting her." said Katrina. "Relaxed! Relaxed! Come on Katrina when have you seen him without a hard on in the last two weeks?" asked Ashley. "Probably as often as I've seen you with soft nipples during the same time," said Katrina as her hand danced lightly up Ashley's arm. We walked to the table and began passing around the food containers and as we sat I said, "Ladies, this isn't about my dick or your nipples, well, maybe a small part of it is. It's about the rest of our lives, your lives." I paused to let that impact them. "I want us to make the right decision, Veronica and I." Our daughters nodded their understanding. "Now let's eat." I finished. "Dad, assuming that you both make the right choice, where would we live?" asked Katrina. "Probably here, or at least in this area," said Veronica. "After we eat and while Scott and I go to the store for tomorrow's dinner why don't you both make a 'wish list' for what kind of house you'd like to live in. Scott and I discussed it, he's told me some ideas, I've yet to articulate mine, and it'll be interesting to see how similar are the four lists." "Would we stay in this city?" asked Ashley. "Yes." Veronica and I said together. "By the way, ladies, who's been thinking about four year colleges after you finish junior college next May?" I asked. "Do I have a budget?" asked Katrina. "Not yet, I want to know what you want, then we'll talk about a budget." I said. "Me, Mom?" asked Kartina. "Not yet, just like Scott said, tell me what you want first." "Ashley, after we finish eating and cleaning up the kitchen, let's start our house list. Our college list after next weekend. OK?" said Katrina. "Dad, can we look at the pictures from today, or do you need the TV at home?" "They'd look better on the HD at home, but it'll work on Veronica's, and sure," I said. We finished eating. I got dressed in clean underwear, shorts and a polo shirt. Veronica put on a woven sleeveless blouse, knee length skirt, and mid heel slides and we left for the grocery store. On the way Veronica said "I do love you Scott, more than anything. I hope you understand that I need to think about what's best for my daughter too." "I know sweetheart, and I love you too," I said. Veronica was turned slightly in the seat so I began caressing her inner thigh. "You feel so nice," I said. "Have you always done that to ladies who sit next to you?" asked Veronica. "Not all," I said. "What do you mean, not all! Well other than our daughters, who else?" she demanded. "That's it, just the three of you, you know that Veronica," "I know handsome, just giving you a hard time and I have haven't I?" "Well duh," I said. "Do you have a college budget in mind for Katrina?" "I don't," I said. "Where ever she wants to go if she can get in scholastically, cost is not a factor." "I wish I could say that," Veronica replied. "Well sweetheart, if you play your cards right you could," I said. "You mean you would send your step-daughter to any college she could get into?" "Two answers to you question. First, I would consider Ashley to be my, our, daughter the same as Katrina, and yes, anywhere," I said. "God, you really do love us, don't you?" "Absolutely!" I said. "You know they'll select the same college, don't you?" Veronica said as her hand stroked my upper thigh. Without thinking I replied, "You really think so?" The moment I saw her smile and nod her head I realized what she was implying. As we passed through the liquor department I added a case of Mr. Busch's finest to our cart and showed Veronica a bottle of $35.00 Chardonnay for her approval. "I like that, very much, but it's just a bit out of my price category unless I've just made a big deal." "We'll you're just made a big deal, let me get a clerk and we'll take home a case." I said while picking up three bottles of their best Champagne. Veronica kept her hand on my neck and I kept my hand on her thigh right against her warm, damp pussy all the way home. The ladies helped carry groceries in and put them away. I put my already cold beer and a bottle of Chardonnay in the fridge. And for good measure a couple of twelves of diet pop. I got a pad of paper and sat on the couch between Katrina and Veronica. Ashley sat on the coffee table in front of me. "OK, who wants what in our house. Veronica?" She started to list one item after another. "Private deck, large yard, a great view, plenty of privacy, a deck off our bedroom to sit in the sun and drink coffee, large entry foyer, pool cabana with a bath, an eat-in kitchen, walk in closets in three of the bedrooms." I listed my original thoughts of: A heated private pool, a possible hot tub. Four car garage. A studio over the garage. Three or four bedrooms. A full bath for each bedroom. A whirlpool tub large enough for four in the master suite. Separate living and dining rooms. An eat-in kitchen. Den or office. Bath for the pool. A large entry hall. Game room/theater. "How's that for a start?" I asked showing them my list. "Add a large second bedroom for Katrina and I to share," added Ashley. There were no objections to any of the items, Katrina and Ashley discussed bedroom sizes, and closet sizes. The end result was to give this list to Veronica to run through the Multi-List on Monday and see what was feasible. "Now pics?" asked Ashley. I gathered all the memory cards, the laptop and the cables, hooked them all up and asked "Ready?" "Handsome, why don't you get drinks, and I have a suggestion," said Veronica. "Are either of you expecting friends tonight?" she asked the ladies. Any Chance We Could Ch. 12 "Maybe, kind of." said Ashley. "I invited Mary Claire and Cindy over for the evening, but they haven't called back yet, so I don't know." Just then Ashley's cell rang and it was Mary Claire confirming that she and Cindy were on their way. When Ashley expressed surprise that they were just calling, Mary Claire asked her if she had checked her messages. Ashley had not, and apologized and said "See you in a few minutes." "Hmm, sorry I hadn't told you sooner, but I didn't know for sure," said Ashley. "Well it's a good thing we got Dad dressed," said Katrina. "Do you want this room, sweethearts?" asked Veronica. "No, I don't think so, it's warm tonight so we'll hang around on the deck," said Ashley. Within ten minutes the doorbell rang and Ashley and Katrina went to the door to let them in. Mary Claire was a stunning brunette, as tall as Ashley, a bit fuller in the hips, wearing a short denim skirt, tank top and flats. Cindy was an equally stunning dark haired, olive skinned, beauty, a bit shorter than Mary Claire, with a slender build. She was wearing a short knit skirt, a sleeveless shell top and low heeled slides. "Scott, Mr Appleton, this is Mary Claire Peters and Cindy Monroe, friends and teammates of mine from softball," said Ashley. "Hi, ladies, pleased to meet you both, and if you're comfortable calling me Scott, please do so," and I shook each of their hands." "Hi, Ms Bryce," they both said to Veronica. "Let's go out to the deck," said Katrina. "Well, let's watch something. I had intended to share my photo session of last night with you. Katrina posed most provocatively and wanted to make sure that you saw it, but how's your DVD selection?" I asked. "Not too bad, considering I was going to watch some beautiful bare breasts and play with your wonderful cock. No great alternatives to that but we can find something," said Veronica. "How about When Harry Met Sally? I love the scene in the diner." We put in on and Veronica settled back against me, my arm was over her shoulder and my hand rested lightly on her breast. About fifteen minutes later I heard the sliding door from the deck open and the chattering of females. "Dad," Katrina asked, "Do you think the hot tub is warmed enough to be more comfortable than it was this afternoon?" "Well, let's be real scientific. Stick your hand in the water and see," I said. "Here, I'll even show you," as I got up and walked out to the hot tub and stuck my hand in. "Yup, feels purty good, ma'm." "Oh, stop Dad. You always do a horrible John Wayne." Come on Mary Claire, let's get in!" said Katrina. As I stood there Katrina and Ashley began to unfasten their shorts stepping out of them. They then pulled their tops over their head and dropped them leaving their two visitors with surprised looks on their faces. Both daughters were wearing thongs and fairly lacy, semi-sheer bras. "Aren't you going to join us?" Ashley asked Mary Clair and Cindy. With their backs to me Cindy and Mary Claire, nervously stepped out of their skirts, and pulled their tops off. All four walked over to the tub and climbed in, Mary Claire and Cindy didn't turn to face me until they had lowered themselves into the water enough to cover their breasts. I turned to walk back in and heard one of the guests ask "Do you always get undressed in front of Mr. Appleton?" "Sure, he's my Dad." I heard Katrina say. "What's the issue?" "Well, I guess that he's your Dad." "Yes, he is, and neither of us thinks anything about it," I heard Katrina say. Oh yes we do, I get a hard on and your nipples get hard and your pussy gets damp and we masturbate each other. But that's a safe answer. "Ashley, doesn't it bother you, him seeing you in your underwear?" someone asked. "No, my usual bikini shows more than this, I'm comfortable. He's seen me in less." said Ashley. A whole hell of a lot less. "Your Mom doesn't mind?" someone asked. "All she said is not to go into the front yard dressed like this." Ashley responded honestly. "Hmm," said Cindy absorbing all of this. "You don't feel the least bit uncomfortable?" "Not with Mom and Scott. I probably would with any other adult, but not with either of you," said Ashley. "I can see your nipples through your wet bra," said Mary Claire to Katrina. "Pretty, aren't they? Want to see them without the bra?" Katrina asked. "Sure," said Mary Claire. "What if your Dad or Ms Bryce come back out while you have it off?" "I'll smile." Katrina unfastened her bra, and let it drop over the edge of the tub onto the deck. "What do you think Mary Claire? Pretty nice aren't they?" Ashley asked her friend. Mary Claire stood and moved across the tub and sat next to Katrina. Ashley, stood, unfastened her bra and flipped it at Cindy. She then took the seat next to Cindy, turned toward her and brushed her bare breasts against Cindy's arm. "Mine are pretty nice too, aren't they?" "God, are they ever. I wish mine were bigger." said Cindy. "Aren't you comfortable with the size they are? They really seem to fit the rest of your body." said Ashley. "Well maybe you're right. Want to see?" asked Cindy. "What if someone comes out?" "Smile, don't be concerned. Watch." Ashley stood, stepped out of the tub, walked over to and opened the sliding door and cried out, "Scott, can you come out here for a minute?" "Sure, sweetheart, what's up?" I responded. "You will be when you see us," she murmured. "You have your bras off don't you?" said Veronica without turning around. "Busted," said Ashley. "Interesting choice of words sweetheart," I said as I reached the door. "What do you need, beside a compliment?" "That's a start." Ashley said. "But can you fiddle with the timer on the tub so it'll run longer?" "No, that's a safety feature, when it goes off you'll have to wait about ten minutes before you can start another cycle. Katrina, Ashley, you both look lovely." I said. "Thanks, Dad," she said as she sat up to get her breasts all the way above the water and thrust them forward, smiling. "Call me if you need me," I said and turned to go back inside. "Oh," I added as I turned. "I didn't mean to slight you Mary Claire, Cindy, you both are very attractive as well." I turned again and continued into the house. "Weren't either of you self-conscious in front of Scott?" asked Cindy. "What do you think? You saw Katrina sit up to get her tits further out of the water and I walked to the door and back chatting with Scott the whole time." Said Ashley "I guess not." said Cindy as she reached to unfasten her front-hook bra, shrugging it off her shoulders into the tub behind her. "Wow!" grinned Katrina. "You have gorgeous breasts, perfect size for the rest of you. Stand up, show me more, please." Cindy stood saying "No one's ever said that before. Thank you Katrina, that makes me feel really, really good." "I see you don't shave your pussy. I like that too," said Katrina. "Do you?" asked Cindy. "No. I've never tried it. I like it trimmed a bit to keep it in my bikini bottom. Probably I'll stop trimming the edges when we close the pool after next weekend's party." Ashley added, "I don't either, neither does Mom." Ashley reached out and put her hand on Cindy's ass and said, "Sit down, I can't see your tits from behind, although you do have a very nice ass, firm." Cindy started at the touch, then backed against Ashley's hand rather than simply turning around to sit. "Umm, nice surprise Ashley," she said. "What was?" asked Ashley. "Your touch. So soft, so caressing. Just, umm, very nice," said Cindy. Cindy's breasts were probably a 32 A, well shaped, with perky nipples and dark areolas. Cindy sat, leaned against Ashley's side, then turned and caressed one of Ashley's breasts. "Mmm, smooth and firm, feels wonderful," Cindy said. Ashley moved her hand underwater and began caressing the inside of Cindy's thigh, which caused Cindy to more aggressively squeeze and touch both of Ashley's breasts. Mary Claire was passively watching and listening, then turned to Katrina and asked, "Do you want me to take my bra off?" "It would be nice, but only if you want to," said Katrina. "You won't think any less of me if I don't?" asked Mary Claire. "No. You have a very nice body and if you want to keep it covered that's your choice," said Katrina. "Umm, I'll think about it some more, but I'm inclined to keep it on." "Who wants something to drink? There's pop, diet pop, and more than likely iced tea," said Katrina as she stood and stepped over the edge of the tub. She took orders and walked over to the door, slid it open and called "Dad, Veronica. I need some drinks and I forgot to bring out towels, can you help me?" Veronica came to the door and said, "What do you want?" "Two diets, one leaded, and one iced tea, please." "Your nipples look like rocks, Ashley getting to you?" Veronica asked. "And Cindy, and it's cool out of the tub. You would notice wouldn't you?" said Katrina. "You knew I would, so would your Dad. You have gorgeous breasts, and if it were just the four of us I'd have to have them in my mouth. Oh my, did they just get harder?" "Veronica, stop teasing, when Cindy and Mary Claire leave I expect you to fulfill that offer." "Deal." In a few minutes Veronica returned to the door, "Here's your drinks and towels, you take the towels and I'll carry the drink tray." said Veronica. Veronica carried the tray and set it on a small table next to the hot tub. "Who gets the leaded cola and who gets the tea?" she asked. "Cindy gets the tea, and Mary Claire gets the leaded," said Ashley. As Veronica handed Ashley her diet and Cindy her tea she looked at her face and bared breasts and said, "You're quite attractive Cindy, pretty breasts that don't show when you're in uniform." Cindy blushed and said, "Thank you Ms Bryce, I appreciate that." Veronica then walked to the other side and handed Katrina and Mary Claire their drinks and also looked at Mary Claire and her bra-clad breasts and said "You too Mary Claire. You have become very pretty in the last year or so." "Thank you Ms Bryce. Can I ask you something?" asked Mary Claire. "Sure." "Does it bother you that Ashley is topless in front of Scott, Mr Appleton?" "No. It doesn't bother Ashley, and it's fine with me," said Veronica. "Now let me ask Cindy a question. Were you topless when Scott came out here awhile ago?" "No, I wasn't," said Cindy. "If he comes back out, will you be uncomfortable? Are you in front of me?" asked Veronica. "No, I'm not. I guess I won't know my reaction until Scott comes back out," said Cindy. Just then the water jets dropped in volume and the pump sounded like it was laboring. "That's strange, it hasn't done that before," said Ashley. Just then the pump stopped. "Scott!" called Ashley loudly, "Scott, something's wrong!" Shortly I appeared at the door, , "What now Ashley?" Veronica replied, "It seemed to be running fine, then started laboring, then stopped." I walked over to the controls and the timer showed three minutes to a timely shut down. I unplugged the cord from the wall and the display went blank. "Hmm, something overloaded the pump. Could you ladies get out for a minute." They all stepped out and headed for the umbrella table to get towels. As Cindy passed me she looked directly at me and made no effort to cover her breasts. I couldn't help thinking that she had a gorgeous and firm athletic form that would make some young man very happy. I walked around the edge of the tub looking at all the jets and the intake and saw a white mass in front of the intake. "Katrina, can you get in and clear that intake?" "Sure, where?" as she stepped over the side into the tub. "That one with the white in front of it," I said pointing it out. Katrina bent and pulled the piece of cloth free and held it up. It was a white bra, front hook style. "Oops," said Cindy, "It's mine." She walked towards Katrina's outstretched hand and took it and walked back and laid it on the table. "Sorry." "I don't think it's a problem," I said while obviously looking at and admiring her breasts. I found the overload button on the pump motor pushed it then plugged it back in and reset the timer. The jets immediately began jetting, and everything sounded normal. Katrina leaned over the edge of the tub put her arms around my neck, hugged me, and lightly kissed me on my lips. "Thanks, Dad." As Veronica and I turned to head back inside, the other three ladies dropped their towels and stepped back into the tub with Katrina. "Wow," said Mary Claire, "that was amazing to watch." "Which part, Veronica delivering the drinks or my Dad finding a bra clogging up the pump?" "The whole thing. Cindy topless in front of your parents and seemingly not at all self-conscious. You, Katrina, topless, hugging and kissing your Dad. And Ashley topless as well," said Mary Claire. "Mary Claire, you were also just kinda standing around in your bra and panties, both wet and semi-sheer and not making any effort to wrap yourself in a towel," said Ashley. "I guess you're right, it's a state of mind, isn't it?" Mary Claire confessed. "I think Scott likes my breasts," giggled Cindy with a slight blush. "Oh, I think so too," Katrina affirmed. "Where were we?" asked Ashley. "Cindy was fondling my tits and I had my hand on her leg. Want to pick up where we left off?" Cindy turned in her seat put an arm around Ashley's shoulders, her legs across Ashley's lap and her free hand on one of Ashley's breasts. Ashley put an arm around Cindy and her other hand between Cindy's thighs and against her pussy. That elicited a mutual "mmm" from each of them. Cindy then put her head on Ashley's shoulder. Mary Claire felt her nipples hardening as she watched the two of them. "Katrina, are the two of them turning you on?" asked Mary Claire. "Ashley always turns me on, and yes, they're turning me on now. Why?" "I was hoping that someone else was feeling the way I do now, and that I wasn't being a pervert," Mary Claire whispered. "Wait." said Katrina, "You guys don't have boyfriends?" "Nope." "Ever?" asked Katrina. "Well, as friends, but certainly not any that I would ever consider letting kiss me or, God forbid, touch me intimately," said Mary Clair. "On the other hand if you put your hand between my legs and push a finger against my pussy, I won't push you away." "Like so?" asked Katrina as she moved a hand from Mary Claire's knee up her thigh and pushed her thumb into her slit." "Ooh, like so," said Mary Claire, "Now move it around a bit." "I will as soon as you begin to caress my breasts, and kiss me," said Katrina. As Mary Claire started towards Katrina's breasts and rock hard nipples, she put her other hand under the water and pulled her thong aside to give Katrina access to a bared cunt. As Katrina was moving her lips towards Mary Claire's she felt the thong being pulled aside and relaxed her thumb for a moment. Then begin to gently push her middle finger into Mary Claire. As they passionately kissed, Mary Claire began a low deep moan. Cindy looked up and said, "I'll bet Katrina has her finger in Mary Clair's pussy." "Like this?" asked Ashley as she moved her fingers under the edge of Cindy's thong and began to caress her inner lips. "Not quite, stick a finger in my vagina, all the way in me. Oh, shit, yes, just like that." Cindy began to tremble and more forcefully massage Ashley's breasts. "Well, Cindy, if I'm going to finger-fuck you, I'm going to kiss you," said Ashley as she shrugged Cindy's head from her shoulder and began a full open-mouthed kiss. As the kiss broke Cindy panted,"God, I've wanted you to do that since this summer when I saw you braless in a tank top and those tight short shorts wearing slides." "Really, why'd you wait until now?" "I didn't have an opportunity until now, or at least an opportunity I felt comfortable and safe with until now," Cindy said. "Why are you comfortable now?" asked Ashley. "Don't take your finger out and I'll try to tell you. I've watched you and Katrina and I can tell how sexually comfortable you are with each other, and curiously with Scott and your Mom too. That's why I felt comfortable getting topless, and when Katrina, her Dad, and then your Mom openly admired me, my comfort level with you increased. I felt desired. I wanted more. Ooh, that was nice, push it back in. So, you're bi aren't you?" "Yes, are you?" "I think so. Men interest me, but women excite me. You excite me. A lot," said Cindy as she pulled back a bit and then slid forward on Ashley's finger. "I want you to make love to me. Would you like to do that?" she whispered with a hopeful sound in her voice. "Yes, I would, and I think Katrina would like too as well." "Really, Katrina, too?" asked Cindy with excitement in her voice. "When?" "Soon, but not before next weekend. I want to do it properly, in a bed, not under water. I hope you don't think I'm turning you down, because I'm not. I would like it to be a nice experience for both of, or all three of us, not just a quick clit lick and 'see you later' type of making love to you. Katrina and I will pleasure you all night long. That's the difference between making love and a fuck, isn't it?" said Ashley. Cindy nodded while looking into Ashley's eyes. "You are eighteen aren't you?" asked Ashley. "I turned nineteen last month." said Cindy as she leaned into Ashley's mouth for another kiss. After a half an hour Ashley said, "Cindy, I'd love to keep this up, but Katrina and I have to get up early in the morning for select tryouts". "Ummm," said Cindy as she backed off Ashley's finger, I'm going to have some wonderful dreams tonight. "Good, I'll think of you too." Then looking at Katrina Ashley asked, "Katrina, you haven't forgotten about tomorrow's early practice have you?' "I think Mary Claire would like me to, but no. Come on ladies, give me your underwear, wrap in a towel and I'll throw them in the dryer." said Katrina. "Can I go into the bathroom to do that?" Mary Claire asked. "Of course, here's a towel. The bathroom is inside, go in the door, turn right through the kitchen and it's in the hall to the right. Wrap up before you go in, please." said Ashley. Cindy simple stood, stepped out of the tub, pushed her thong down and stepped out of it. She picked it up, walked over to the table, picked up her bra and handed them to Ashley and wrapped a towel around her waist and sat down. "Give me your thong, Katrina, and I'll run these in," said Ashley. "Katrina, can you come over here. Please," asked Cindy. "Sure, why?" asked Katrina. "Can I touch your breasts?" Cindy coyly asked. "Yes, but be gentle, not just everyone can touch them," said Katrina smiling, "Mostly only those who ask nicely." As Katrina stood, Cindy reached out and tenderly massaged each breast. "Umm, they feel nice, soft, firm, but your nipples are hard!" said Cindy. "And yours aren't?" asked Katrina as she gently palmed Cindy's erect nipples. Ashley came back on the deck followed by Mary Claire who had her towel wrapped under her armpits to cover her breasts and her ass. "Here, take a tee shirt until your 'delicates' are dry," said Ashley handing one to each lady. Mary Claire took hers and went back inside to and put it on. Ashley, Katrina and Cindy simply pulled theirs over their heads and sat. "More soda, tea?" asked Katrina. "Sure." said both. Katrina went into the kitchen to get them just as Scott was opening the fridge for a beer and to get Veronica more wine. "Nice look, Katrina, hard nipples, tee shirt. I'll bet you don't have on anything under it do you?" Any Chance We Could Ch. 12 "Later, Dad." As Scott was leaving the kitchen Mary Claire walked back in carrying her towel and asked for another pop. Katrina and Mary Claire walked back out to the table with the drinks and they all sat and began talking. After twenty minutes or so Ashley went in, checked the clothes dryer and brought the dry underwear out to the deck. Mary Claire took her underwear and went back inside carrying her skirt and top as well. Cindy stood, dropped her towel, pulled her shirt off and slowly turned around under the lusting eyes of Katrina and Ashley. "Will I see all of you again? Soon?" she asked. "I think so," said Katrina. After dressing, Cindy and Mary Claire said their goodbyes and walked to the front door. As both ladies said goodnight to Veronica and me, I said "Nice seeing you both." As the door closed and they were walking to Cindy's car, Cindy said, "That was hot!" "Yeah." responded Mary Claire, "I wish I could have taken off my bra, but I was afraid Scott would see me, and I don't know how I'd feel about that." "Well, don't do it until you think you will be comfortable," said Cindy. "You were, weren't you?" asked Mary Claire. "Yes, but that's me. I don't think anyone thought any less of you because you didn't. Did Katrina have her finger up your pussy?" "Oh, yes, nice, felt good, like to have that again," said Mary Claire. "Will mine work?" asked Cindy. "I'll be glad to try when we get you home, OK?" "Drive fast," said Mary Claire. Katrina and Ashley picked up the empty glasses and the towels, walked into the kitchen and laundry room, then went into the living room just as Scott was sliding his hand under Veronica's top. Ashley sat on the coffee table in front of her mother, and Katrina stood in front of her father. "What was your question, Dad?" Katrina asked as she took his other hand and put it on the inside of her thigh and lifted it to her crotch. "Just as I suspected. You too Ashley?" I asked. Her response was to spread her legs. "You two are too much sometimes. I wish you could get over your shyness around us," said Veronica wryly. "Ashley scoot down, I want to sit in front of your Mom." Katrina sat on the table, pulled her shirt off, and said "Remember our deal?" "Oh. Yes," gleamed Veronica. "Lean forward a bit sweetie." As Katrina did Veronica licked her lips, leaned toward her and very gently kissed and nibbled each nipple. "Just as good I remembered them to be, thanks for asking." Veronica then ran her hand up the inside of Katrina's thigh and gently caressed her labia. "Ooh, that was nice, Veronica, let's do more some time. OK?" asked Katrina. "Anytime sweetheart. I love pussy. I love young pussy almost as much as I love a hard hot cock." replied Veronica with a wink. "Ashley, come here a minute, turn, sit on my lap, I don't want your breasts to be left out," I said After sitting, Ashley squirmed a bit to get my hard dick between her cheeks, and said "You always feel good." "Thanks," I said as I caressed her stomach on my way up to her breasts under the shirt. I gently squeezed each and rolled her hardening nipples between my thumb and forefinger. She turned her head and I took her earlobe between my lips and gently sucked on it. As I was doing that Veronica put her hand between Ashley's legs and gently ran her finger in her slit. "You're wet, Ashley," Veronica observed. "Well, duh, Scott's playing with my tits, his hard dick is between my ass cheeks, and you've got your fingers in my pussy. If I weren't wet I'd have to be dead," declared Ashley. With that Katrina slid back down the table in front of us and lightly touched Ashley's thigh with her finger tips as she walked them up her leg. When she reached Ashley's pussy she pushed a finger into her vagina, exclaiming, "You are very wet!" "Is that yours Katrina?" asked Ashley. "If it is let's get to bed and finish this." Katrina pulled her finger out and put it to my lips. "Taste her, Dad, she's luscious." I opened my mouth for her finger and closed my lips around sucking it as she pulled it back out. "Yes, she is. Very much like her Mother," I said. "Someday we'll have to do some taste testing," said Ashley. They both stood to leave and Ashley left her shirt pulled up above her waist "They are beautiful aren't they, all four of them, well all six in this room," I said. "Don't beat around the bush Scott, you love our breasts, don't you?" said Ashley. "Asses too!" added Katrina. "We're going to up, watch mine as I walk out." "Mine too," said Ashley. "I think we'll go up too," said Veronica. "I'll fix you something light for breakfast before you go in the morning." I stood and watched them walk out of the room and up the stairs, and said "Incredible!" "I know handsome, and you're going to see mine again in just a few minutes and it's even more incredible." said Veronica. I checked the hot tub to make sure it was secure, locked the doors, turned off the lights and embraced and deeply kissed Veronica who was waiting for me at the foot of the stairs. As I was kissing her I pulled up her skirt and put my hands on her truly incredible ass. "Let's go handsome I want something in me not just on me." We got to the bedroom still clothed somehow but it didn't last long. I lay Veronica down on the bed and lay next to her with my face in her pussy. She smelled so good, looked so good with her clit already peeking out as I took it between my lips and began licking it. She took my cock in her moist luscious mouth. She licked and sucked slowly, gently. As I was enjoying her she had a mild orgasm and I took that as a hint to turn around. I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her deeply, nibbling her ears, licking her neck, moving slowly down to her hard nipples. I unwrapped one arm from her back and began caressing her breasts as I licked and nibbled them. "Oh, Scott, you can keep that up for a long, long time," she murmured. "Will you still like this after we're married?" I asked around the nipple in my mouth. "I think so. No, I know so. I want you in me now!" I moved up a bit and she spread her legs wider and took my cock and began sliding it around her slit to get it slick with her juices, then positioned it at her opening. She invited me in with a heel to my ass. After entering her whole depth, I pulled back and began a rhythmic motion that must have felt as good to Veronica as it did to me. Her breathing increased and she held me tighter, moaning and kissing my neck. "I love you Scott, I love you, harder, deeper, oh, Scott, I love you, don't stop, mmmm, God, you're good, so good." She tightened her legs around my waist and said "Are we together, can we cum together? Now!" I felt her inner walls clench my dick and I began spurting into her. I held her as her breathing returned to normal and my cock softened. "Don't pull out yet." Veronica said. "Even soft you feel so good inside me. You are so tender, so tender. I want you all the time, I want you the rest of my life, I love you so much." she said. "God, Veronica, I love you too. I haven't heard you so vocal before." I said. "I know. It's that one word that keeps running through my head. I think it's triggered some hormones too." she said. "Roll off now that you're out, I want to sit on your hips and have you play with my breasts, OK?" "Gee, let me think about that offer. You want to put your soaking wet pussy on top of my slick dick so I can look at you and caress your breasts, did I understand the request?" I asked. "On your back, handsome, now!" "Ooh, I guess I did, get on lover." Veronica slowly moved her hips back and forth her wet pussy caressing my dick for twenty or thirty minutes, then she asked, "Want something?" Simultaneously with the question she lifted her hips and lowered her very ready and dripping pussy down on my very ready slick cock. As I entered her we both sighed and she bent down and put her breasts against my chest and made very small motions with her hips as we kissed. "I love loving you, Veronica," "I know, are you going to fill me up again, at least a bit?" "Yes," I grunted as I began cumming into her, she sat up, moved her hips in a circular pattern and began moaning and panting. As I was finishing she came and collapsed on my chest. She rolled off to my side with her leg across my thighs, leaking profusely. I just managed to reach the light on the nightstand with having to move from beneath her. I settled her arm across my chest when the door creaked open. "Dad," Katrina kind of whispered, "Will you wake us at 6:00?" "Sure, come here and kiss me goodnight since you're here." "It smells like sex in here. It really, really smells good. It really does!" she was saying as she walked toward the bed. She bent over and kissed me full on the mouth with her hand on my chest to steady herself. She looked at Veronica and said, "You're so beautiful, we're so lucky Dad found you. Thanks, Dad." She then leaned across me and kissed Veronica longingly. I knew then that my daughter definitely had a strong desire to make love to the woman I wanted to have be her step-mother and my wife. I couldn't resist and I ran my hand up the inside of her thigh against her bare pussy, it was wet. Apparently she was wet from making love with Ashley. "Did you just cum?" I asked. She broke the kiss with Veronica and replied, "Oh, yes. Ashley is a good lover." She paused before continuing with a broad smile on her face, "We both did." Before she left the bed she pulled the sheet and blanket across us and made sure the alarm was set at 6:00. "Good night Dad, Veronica. I love you both so much." I awoke a few hours later, got up to go to the bathroom and when I got back in bed I 'spooned' Veronica and put my hand on her breast. Soft nipples, an unusual occurrence. Veronica sighed and pushed back against me, wiggled her ass a little bit and was quiet. As I drifted back off my heart was at peace and contented with my life. Any Chance We Could Ch. 13 This is work in progress, more chapters are complete and will be submitted at regular intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone so if you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Love those red 'H's. Sunday, October 7. I awoke to the alarm in the same position and had managed to put the arm underneath me to sleep. I kissed her neck and rolled away to try to get some relief. As I got up to go to the bathroom, Veronica stirred and said, "Take a shower with me later, please." I cleaned myself up a bit after peeing, brushed my teeth and pulled on sweat shorts and a polo and walked back into the bedroom just as Veronica was standing up. "Hold me," she said. "Good morning lover," I said as we embraced. I also let my hands fall down her back and began caressing her ass. "That feels so nice, but now I have to pee." Veronica said. "Will you go start the coffee? I'll be right down." I stuck my head into Ashley's room to see two lovely nudes standing beside the bed still looking a bit dazed. "I'm going to get the coffee started. It's a few minutes after six, and you two are gorgeous." I offered trying to sound cheery. After the coffee was well underway, I heard Veronica come down and walk across the floor, the sound indicating that she was wearing heels. Her thigh length robe was loosely fastened and as she came toward my outstretched arms I slid both hands into the front of the robe and pulled her against me. "Well, that's awfully nice" she said before kissing me. "If you slide them down you'll feel my wonderful bare cheeks." "No panties?" I asked. "Yes, just not very much." My embrace caused her robe to open just as Ashley and Katrina walked in and looked at Veronica's breasts admiringly. Both ladies were in three inch pumps, compression shorts and topless. "Like the look, Scott?" asked Ashley. "Playboy's going to do a shoot 'Ladies of Softball'." "I doubt it, but I do like the look and hope to see it again sometime." "I think we can manage that," said Katrina. "In fact, we will, and soon." Ashley came to kiss me and rub her breasts against me. She also managed to fondle my semi-erect dick. "Hmm, got plans for this morning Mom?" As Ashley sat down, Katrina threw her arms around me and ground her pelvis into me. "Don't waste it Veronica, even though it happens often." That comment caused all three females in my life to laugh with me. Veronica loosely re-tied her robe then fixed eggs and toast for all of us. I reminded Katrina and Ashley that Carol was coming over this afternoon for pictures and then staying for dinner. I also told them I was going to go see the caterer at the club tomorrow and invited then all to go with me. Ashley said she would, Veronica said she had a late afternoon appointment so we were to go without her and eat something there. Katrina said she had to go work on a project at Ellen's after practice. They both reminded us that they were playing at the athletic association complex on Tuesday and Wednesday and maybe Thursday and Friday as well depending on the outcome of the earlier games. I noted all this on the wall calendar. I also told them that I was going to hire a couple of off-duty cops for Saturday. "What were the times again?" I asked. "Say noon until midnight, but realistically from one until eleven. I've got a couple of moms coming. Jenny's mom said she would like to and so did Nicole's. So with outside boy control, and inside mom control we should be in good shape," said Veronica. "How about inside Dad dick control?" asked Katrina. "I'll wear a jock strap if you wish," I said. "I'd rather you didn't, I like the erect look myself, but if it's just for the day, I can be deprived," said Ashley. "You mean depraved, not deprived, don't you sweetheart?" said Veronica. Ashley and Katrina excused themselves and headed back upstairs to put on practice uniforms and then consolidated their gear out of the two cars into Katrina's. They came back in, kissed us goodbye and left at seven-thirty. "Let's go back to bed for awhile handsome, I want you to hold me and talk to me some more about getting married." I said, "I'll clean up in here later, let's go." As we walked up the stairs Veronica untied her robe and dropped it in the hallway. "Have I told you how incredible you look in heels and a thong?" I asked. "Not recently," she said as she pulled her thong down and off. "How about just heels?" "Veronica, you have got to be the sexiest woman alive." "Only because you love me, but the reason doesn't matter, thanks." She led me to the bed, pulled my shirt up and off, pushed my shorts down and pushed me back on the bed. "Turn," she said and lay down next to me, put her arm across my chest and very tenderly kissed me. "Scott, I'm so glad we found each other. I do want us to be married. I want our future to be together." I turned toward her, put a hand on her hip and asked, "Is this where I ask you to marry me? Or do I get to procrastinate, and drag it out?" Her hand moved down to my dick and as she wrapped her hand around it she began squeezing and said "Do you want to keep this attached to your body?" "Veronica, will you marry me?" "Oh, handsome, yes, yes, yes. When?" Her face was aglow and her eyes bright with joy. "How about late November, or early December and we'll call the Key West trip our honeymoon." "Will Katrina and Ashley still go with us?" Veronica asked. "Of course, I wouldn't want it any other way, don't you agree?" "Handsome, you always say the right thing. Of course I agree, some of our friends will question that, but they don't know the joy of our two girls. Now ravish my body." We made very slow, gentle love for the next hour or so, slept for an hour or so after that and at ten-thirty made it to the shower. "I'm going in to the office for a few minutes tomorrow morning to tell Emerson and then we're off to get you a ring," I said as my nude, very beautiful fiancée wrapped a towel around her head, and finished drying off. "I don't want to tell Carol until we've told the girls, they'll be the absolute first to know," said Veronica. "Well then were going to have to work very hard to keep the shit-eating grins off our faces until they get home, or else she's going to figure it out, don't you think?" I asked. "At least she knows we touch each other a lot anyway, so that won't be any different." Veronica said. As I left Veronica dressing she was wearing only a pair of low heeled sling back pumps. I went down to do the kitchen chore. As I put the last of the dishes in the dishwasher and put away the last pan, she walked into the kitchen. Hair still a bit damp but looking radiant. Scoop neck knit top, a below knee length cotton peasant skirt, light tan hose, and the heels she had on when I'd left her. I put my arms around her, pulled her close, kissed her and then held her away from me a bit to drink in those violet eyes. "Love you," I said. "Love you too handsome. Put your hands on my ass, under my skirt and hold me tight. Ummm, I'm going to get this the rest of my life. I love your touch." I pulled up her skirt gathering it around her waist, noting that she was wearing garter stockings. "Your ass feels delightful, the thong leaves so much of it uncovered. I certainly know where Ashley gets her nice ass." I said. "I know this isn't the best time to talk about another woman, but Carol will be here shortly, do you have any idea what she wants in the way of pictures?" "I gathered that she would like the whole range from glamour to tawdry to nude, are you up to that? Oops, strange choice of words. I don't expect for you to be any better able to control your wonderful cock as my fiancé than you were before. So don't ever think that I'll object when you get a hard on caused by another woman. Just remember, I've got first dibs on using it though," smiled Veronica. "Thanks for clarifying that issue, lover, I know the girls would be disappointed if they weren't able to tease me into an erection." "Let's sit," I said as I took her hand and led her to the couch. I sat at the end and she lay across my lap, facing me with both arms around my neck. I immediately moved my hand under her skirt and began caressing her ass and then the inside of her thighs above the stocking tops. In between kisses we talked about what kind of engagement ring she would like. "Diamond, maybe some colored stones in the wedding band. Marquise or emerald cut." she said. "Any particular size?" I asked. "Whatever you want," Veronica said. "You mean you would settle for a half caret?" I asked. "I thought size mattered?" "Well then, something in keeping with your fourteen inch dick," she jested as a reminder of our early banter. What color stones? Wait, how about violet? I think I'd like that." I said. "Your hand feels good, how about paying some attention to my breasts for a few minutes before your dick pushes me off your lap?" Veronica crooned. "Yes, dear," I answered as I dutifully moved my hand under her top inside her bra and gently pinched her nipple. "That's nice," she said as she moved her hand under her side and grasped my dick. Sometime later, we both woke up. Veronica could see the clock on the microwave in the kitchen and nudged me, and said, "Come on sleepyhead, it's past noon and Carol will be here shortly. I guess I should take offense that you fell asleep feeling me up'" she said. "Well, then so should I," I said with a grin. I kissed her and she said, "Let's go brush teeth and splash cold water on our faces." "Together? I'm going to love being married to you," I said. We came back down into the kitchen and Veronica made us sandwiches and I grabbed two beers and we went out on the deck. "I hope this warm spell lasts through next weekend," I remarked. "Otherwise the party will be in long underwear." "That's a funny mental image, but somehow the ladies will figure out how to wear warm and semi-sheer long johns," said Veronica. "I know either Ashley or Katrina or both are going to ask what they should call us. Any suggestions?" I asked. "Katrina can call me 'that gorgeous woman who is married to my Dad' or Veronica, or Mom, whatever her preference. I'm sure that Ashley will interchangeably call you Scott or Dad." said Veronica. "I don't want to be called Vickie, or Roni or any other diminutive of Veronica, but I will answer to 'gorgeous'. OK with you?" she asked. "Well, how about 'that handsome devil who swept my Mom off her feet'? Do you think Ashley will object if I refer to her as my daughter, Ashley. You know 'the pretty blonde'?" "She would probably prefer 'stunning' instead of 'pretty'," laughed Veronica. As we were carrying the plates back into the kitchen, the doorbell rang, "Carol." said Veronica, "Remember we can't tell her until we've told our daughters." "Hi, Carol. Come in," said Veronica as she held the front door open. Carol stepped in carrying a canvas tote and a garment bag. Her wavy red hair was full and down on her shoulders, her knit skirt was four inches above her knees, her cowl neck silk blouse and three inch slides were the same dark green as her skirt. She had on hose. "I hope I didn't bring too much and I'm not imposing too much on your talent, Scott?" Carol dropped the tote and laid the garment bag over the back of a chair and wrapped her arms around Veronica and kissed her lightly on the lips. She stepped toward me with her arms outstretched and after I returned her serious hug and kiss she stepped back and asked "Did I make you hard?" "I already was, but you added a bit, it seems. You smell very nice." I said. "Come on into the living room, we'll sit and talk for a few minutes and plan our session. I'll do anything you want. Well most anything, I won't buy you a new car, but photo-wise anything." "But I was hoping to seduce you with my flawless body into doing just that!" Carol laughed. I sat in the middle, Veronica beside me with her hand on my shoulder and Carol on the other side. Carol tucked her legs under her letting her skirt ride up and exposing most of her thighs. Carol looked at Veronica and laughed as she asked, "Uh oh, do I detect there was a sleepover last night?" "Why? Do I still have 'come and get it' in marker on my forehead? laughed Veronica. "No, but you did spend the night didn't you Scott?" Carol asked. "Yes, he did, and not the first time either, I've told you how we feel about each other," said Veronica. "I know, I know. God you are so fortunate, Veronica," said Carol with a grin. "But enough about you. Let's talk about me." "I brought three dresses: one formal, the long black one you saw me in at the club; a shorter black one that shows a lot of cleavage, and a sparkly stretchy red one that is low cut front and back and fairly short and probably semi sheer in bright sun light. I would like a series in each, from demure to provocative. I also brought a sheer blouse and a very tight, very short skirt. I have three more pairs of heels, lots of stockings, thigh highs, garter hose and pantyhose in a variety of colors. I'll rely on your judgment Veronica for shoe and hose match-ups to the outfits. I would like a strip series and a wet series with a sheer bra and pantyhose combination. And if we have time, some tasteful and some not so tasteful nudes. I know that's a lot, but would we be able to get them all done before dinner?" "Pretty much what you said lover," I said to Veronica, "We can certainly try" I said to Carol. "You knew what I wanted?" Carol asked Veronica. "I guess so. We've known each other for a long time." 'Bring your clothes and the tote bag up to the spare bedroom and let's see what you've brought," said Veronica. "Scott will you take a few of me in this outfit? I didn't wear a bra and these are sheer to the waist pantyhose in case you haven't already noticed," said Carol. When I teased, "Believe me, I tried, but couldn't tell for sure," Veronica smacked me in the back of the head. "Let's go out to the deck. I'll stop in the kitchen to get you a glass of wine both as a hostess and to provide you a prop," said Veronica. "Sit there for a moment Carol, and slowly bend forward, let's see how far you have to bend to show a breast. I assume you'll want to show a breast, won't you?" I said. "Yes, of course. I'll lean forward and watch your bulge and when it goes horizontal I'll know at least a nipple is showing. Okay?" she said. "Carol here's your wine prop and nice nipple show there," said Veronica as she walked in front of Carol. "Scott's noticed too. Nice hard on, handsome." "Ready? Let's go to the deck," I said. "Okay, Carol let's do this. Stand facing me, spread your legs just a bit to tighten the skirt, hold the wine, flatten your other hand on your hip, and begin to turn just your torso. That looks nice, now keep looking at me, now look at Veronica, now look at me and begin to turn to set your wine glass down. Slowly, I want this to be sensual, that's good, now I see the top of your breast, now more, now your nipple, now the whole breast, like it Veronica?" I asked. "They're as nice as I remember," she said. "Do you want to be photographed taking this outfit off?" "Sure," said Carol. "Face Scott, unbutton it down to the skirt waistband, now turn towards me a bit, pull the blouse open slowly, let's see some breast. Good. Now pull it from the waistband, finish unbuttoning it. Now as you pull it open turn your back to Scott. Yes, like that, now begin to shrug it off your shoulders, now down to your elbows, now turn in profile to Scott, now just your face toward Scott, now full frontal blouse still on your arms. God, you are hot!" said Veronica. "Take it off and let's do some leg shots," I said. "Veronica that was great posing. Carol those are beautiful breasts and nipples, especially hard, is that because of me or Veronica." "Don't you wish it were all you? But, no. Both of you. That was a strangely erotic series Veronica directed," said Carol smirking. "I'm trying to decide what kind of used car I want." "Scott, can I finish taking the rest of the series?" Without waiting for my response Veronica took the camera and said, "Take a drink of wine Carol." "Put your foot on the seat of that chair with your skirt just high enough to do it. Now pivot slightly on your foot on the ground, and work your skirt up gradually, yes use both hands. Almost at your crotch, I'm seeing red hair through the hose, now a bit higher, now higher. Good, now take the skirt off, sit on the settee with your legs crossed, back straight. Hands in your hair, beautiful! Now swing sideways, leaning against the arm, your heels against the other arm, keep your back straight, drop the arm nearest me from your hair. Drop the leg nearest me to the deck, now roll slightly towards me, keep the back leg bent, now open your legs. Nice pussy shot, no lips showing just that magnificent red hair. Do you want to get nude now, or later?" "Later. Like what you see, both of you? Scott does. Come here Veronica." said Carol. Carol ran her hand up under Veronica's skirt on the inside of her thigh. "Ah ha, garter hose and a very wet crotch, you do!" "Caught! You always have been able to do that to me Carol, you know that." Veronica said. "And you to me. I don't know who's making me wetter you or Scott, but I really am," said Carol. What could I say, I just watched the interaction, kept hard, and loved Veronica and the sensuality she openly displayed. Clearly they had an interesting history of some sort and I reminded myself that I needed to ask my fiancée about it when we were alone. "You know lover, we could make a great team doing this sort of thing," Veronica said. "I was thinking the same thing," I said. "You do work well together. Too bad Veronica got you first, 'cause I'll bet I could have too," said Carol. "Let's go change, rather let's go get dressed in something else," said Carol. "Scott, take some pictures of my ass as we walk toward the house, please." Veronica handed me the camera, gave me a deep kiss while kneading my dick, and said, "Love you, very much." "Veronica, you and Scott are pretty much together now, aren't you?' Carol asked going up the stairs. "Yes, why?" "I want him or someone just like him, does he have a brother?" Carol laughed. "Sorry, I don't think so, but why don't you talk to him over dinner about any single friends he may have, can't hurt." said Veronica. "How about the long gown next, I have a few ideas how we could pose you in that one, black fishnet hose, pantyhose would be best, black shoes, strappy if you brought some, OK?" asked Veronica. "Whatever you say, I think the first set you managed will look fantastic. You're good." said Carol. "Thanks, Scott says that too." Veronica said. Carol took off her pantyhose and Veronica got her a dry washcloth to absorb some of the 'excitement'. She then put on black fishnet pantyhose, and black patent pumps. "I'm sorry, I didn't bring any high heeled sandals in black, the red wouldn't look right would they?" Carol asked. "Slip into the gown, I'll be right back," said Veronica as she left and went into her own bedroom and took two pairs of black heels from her closet. "I kind of remember that our shoe sizes were close, try the heels with the back strap and the single strap across the instep. ... No those don't fit right, try these slides. Much better, you probably wouldn't want to spend an evening in them, but a half an hour shouldn't be too bad. You look lovely Carol. Let me kiss you. Mmmm, nice. Now you have to touch up your lipstick," Any Chance We Could Ch. 13 As they walked back downstairs, Carol held the dress up a bit. "That gives me another idea," said Veronica. They walked back to the deck and Veronica said, "Let's do these in the living room. Can I shoot this one?' "Of course, as long as I get to make any clothing adjustments," I said. "Deal. Let's go, I want this to be subtly sexy, so Carol begin by perching on the side of the arm of the couch with your legs stretched in front of you crossed at the ankle. Cross your arms under your breasts and give us your most radiant smile. Wonderful, turn your torso a bit and put your hand on the couch arm next to your body, put some weight on it, other hand in your hair. That's just great. Now bend forward, take a bit of your dress in your fingertips and begin pulling it up, not very far, stop before your fingers get to your knees. Those shoes do nice things for your feet, the fishnet hose are striking and sexy. Now uncross your legs and spread them enough to tighten the skirt." "Now let's go to the stairs, the hand away from me on the railing, one foot on the first step, give us a three quarter profile view, I want to see your breasts in profile and straight on at your ass. Like that. Scott, unzip Carol about six inches, step back let me shoot, then keep doing it until you get to the bottom of her zipper. Now as Scott unzips you keep pulling the dress open with the hand toward me. As Carol peeled her dress open more of her back was being revealed and Veronica told Scott to stop when the bottom of the zipper was reached. It was apparent that Carol was braless. "Now, slide that side off your shoulder. Expose the side of your breast. Just a peek of the nipple. Give me another smile. Pull your hem up as you go up the stairs. Great, you've just teased someone into following you. I think you'll like this set. I'll be up in a minute." said Veronica. "What do you think handsome, want to go into the glamour photography business? Is that why you wanted a studio over the garage?" asked Veronica. "Lover, you blow me away, you have untapped talent. Yes, I'd like to try that and yes that's why I want a studio. When can we go to bed?" I asked. "That would be rude to our company, unless we included her. After dinner, you're staying the night again aren't you?" she asked. "Yes." "I'm going up, you're already up, I'll be back down shortly, love you." said Veronica. "Would you check the battery and memory handsome, thanks." "Veronica, that was so sexy, did I turn you on as well," asked Carol as Veronica entered the bedroom. "You know you did, and I'm anxious to see the enlarged results later. What's next, the short black number or the red dress?" asked Veronica. "I don't know. How about the sheer blouse, short skirt outfit with garter hose and see if I can get Scott to blow out the front of his shorts. Or get you to drip down your legs." laughed Carol. "You can be so cruel to Scott, but I'm going to love making up for it later." Veronica said. Carol pushed the dress off her other shoulder, worked it down over her hips, then after stepping out of it, thumbed the waistband of her panty hose and stepping out of the shoes, stepped out of them. "Any ideas, bring back old times?" asked Carol. "Yes, and yes, and we will do something about reliving those old times some lazy day when we don't have a schedule." said Veronica. "Does Scott know about our history?" asked Carol. "A little bit, I told him I had a year-long affair with a woman in college, not that it has been an on-again off-again affair for the last twenty-five plus years. I am going to tell him before you and I make love again. If it's okay with him then I will, else no." said Veronica. "Would you share Scott. The three of us?" asked Carol "I'll have to think on that, it's very tempting. Since you asked you must be inclined." said Veronica. "Oh, I'm inclined! Am I ever! Inclined all the way to horizontal!" exclaimed Carol. "He is a good lover. I'm sure you wouldn't be at all disappointed. He's very gentle and thoughtful. He puts me first when we make love. I'm sure he wouldn't be any different with you, given the opportunity. Okay, next costume. Black garter belt, black stockings, black thong. No, no panties, this is really going to be slutty, I think. Why don't you wear the black pumps. Let me play with your hair, no your pussy hair, I'll fluff it up a bit." Veronica said. "Careful, if you slip your finger could slide into my wet cunt and we'll be awhile before we get back downstairs," said Carol. Carol fastened the garter belt around her waist, slipped on and buttoned the very sheer light grey blouse, and took out an unopened package of stockings. "This should put Scott over the top. Seamed!" said Carol. "He really likes garter hose, did you know that all three of us were wearing them the night we saw you at the club?" "Really, what did the girls think about them?" asked Carol. "They were more interested in the reaction they would get from Scott, than anything else. I gather that they'll wear them again frequently, more for Scott's appreciation than for any other reason. That's one of the reasons I'm wearing them today. And you know they're not at all uncomfortable with the right size garter belt," Veronica said. Carol had been pulling on the stockings as they were talking. "Are my seams straight?" Will you fasten them in the back, please? Was that your tongue up my ass crack?" exclaimed Carol. "Yes, I love the way you smell when aroused. I've always loved that smell. I love the way Ashley smells when she's aroused," Veronica said. "Katrina too?" asked Carol. "Honestly haven't had the opportunity, but I do want to find out." said Veronica. "Come on, we've dallied enough, get your skirt on, or is it a wide belt?" "Well, it reaches down the past the tops of my hose, what do you mean a 'wide belt'?" asked Carol. I was at the dining room table loading the memory card onto the laptop, when I heard the distinctive tapping of two pairs of heels approaching. "Carol you look incredible in that blouse, gorgeous nipples. Veronica, you have a blouse like that don't you? Why don't you put it on for the rest of the afternoon?" "Yes, handsome, I do. Be right back," said Veronica. "Carol, you are very sexy, you have an incredible body, but I guess I've said that a dozen times today already, haven't I?" I asked. Carol walked toward me, put one arm around my shoulder and the other hand down the front of my shorts and wrapped her hand around my dick. "My, my, I'll bet you really please Veronica. I know you'd please me." With that she pulled her hand out of my shorts, put it on my chest and kissed me, very deeply. "You really turn me on, Scott, I'm glad it's mutual." she said as she took a step back. "Like the look, handsome?" asked Veronica as she walked towards us in a cream colored sheer blouse and a shelf bra, her nipples nicely exposed. She was carrying one of her suit jackets, a black one. "You know, lover, if we do start doing this on a regular basis, I should go to the cardiologist to make sure my heart can take all this pulchritude," I said. "Probably, not a bad idea, I want you around for a long, long time," said Veronica. "Carol see if this jacket fits, start a bit demure before you get really slutty," said Veronica. Carol slipped it on and it fit reasonably well. "Now button it and let's do it. You take the pictures handsome, I'll direct and clothing adjust. Okay?" asked Veronica. "Let's start with you sitting on the couch, legs crossed, turned slightly, hands in your lap. Now interlace your fingers, lean on your elbow against the back of the couch, scoot forward a bit to make the skirt rise, again, again, right to the top of the welt. Good, can't see any bare thigh yet, now uncross your legs, hands back into your lap and turn to face me, knees together, good, keep the skirt hem at the stocking tops, now cross your legs and turn the other way. Unbutton the jacket, a hint that the blouse is sheer, open it slightly, more, more, pull this side back and let's see a nipple. Outstanding, Carol. Doing alright Scott? Let's go outside. Wait, handsome take a few of her standing, pull the jacket back on one side, hand on hip to hold it back, turn slowly towards us, now back, now your back to us. Show us your seams. How many Scott?" "Umm, over 150. There have got to be some good ones in there somewhere. Carol you look stunning in that sheer blouse." I said. "You don't know stunning yet, Scott." Carol said. "Are those shorts going to contain your dick for the rest of the afternoon, handsome?" asked Veronica. "I love you, you wonderful man." "I love you too, bedtime yet?" I asked. "Can I have some more wine?" Carol asked. "Sure. Want a beer handsome? I'll get it, go on out," said Veronica. "Let's start with several standing Carol. The brighter light out here will make your wonderful breasts and nipples clearer. Button the jacket and let's start the same way we did inside. Unbutton, turn a bit, open a bit, a bit more, one side all the way back, hand on hip to hold it back. Christ, I can see your freckles through that blouse, incredible. Now turn away into a profile, shoulder back breasts out, God, you're hot!" I said. "Who's hot?" asked Veronica. "You and Carol. Look at Carol and that blouse in this bright light. Look at your blouse in this light!" I said. "Beautiful, aren't we?" asked Veronica as she set the wine and beer on the umbrella table. "Just incredible! Just incredible!" I exclaimed. "Okay, take the jacket off, throw it over your shoulder, cock your hip, stick out your breasts, other arm at your side, turn from profile to profile, look at me as you do. Take the jacket, please, Veronica. Hands on hips, profile to profile again, legs apart to tighten the skirt." "Now sit in the chair. Are you flexible enough to sit sideways between the arms with your legs bent so your heels just touch the arm?" I asked. "Take off those shorts and I'll show you how flexible I am Scott. Sorry, Veronica, I lost my head thinking about his head," said Carol. "Believe me I understand," said Veronica as she came over and lightly touched my dick. "Never mind, your legs would be covering your breasts, let's go to the settee. Pose like you did earlier, arm on the back, torso towards me, legs slightly bent, heels on the arm, now slowly pull your skirt up, as you do begin to lower your leg toward me, good, skirt up more, past the top of your stocking, foot on the ground, move the back leg to the top of the settee, skirt higher, let's see panties. Higher, wait you forgot something." I said. "Whatever do you mean?" Carol asked barely managing to keep a straight face. "You don't have any panties on!" I said. "We know, handsome, a treat just for you. Do you like the look?" Veronica asked. "I know you like it when I don't wear any, and given that you like red hair, Carol thought it might be a treat." "It is. Can we go inside for a minute, lover?" I asked. "Hold that thought Carol, we'll be back in a few minutes," said Veronica as she winked at Carol. She took my hand and led me into the living room to the front of the couch. "Pull your shorts down and sit." Always willing to follow instructions that told me take off clothes, I did and Veronica knelt and took my dick in her mouth. She began to very gently stroke me with her lips and tongue and taking me to the back of her throat each time. I was so engrossed in the oral stimulation I didn't hear Carol come in behind me in stocking feet. As I was nearing orgasm she put her hands on my chest, bent over the back of the couch and began kissing my earlobe and neck. The surprise of someone touching me while Veronica had me in her mouth slowed my release momentarily, but I was soon getting close to cumming in Veronica's mouth as Carol stopped kissing my neck. Veronica began to slow her bobbing and I felt a hand on my dick. I assumed it was Veronica's, but I opened my eyes when I felt more hair on my bare legs and saw this mass of red hair. Carol was now kneeling next to my legs. Veronica was resting both hands on my chest and the one wrapped around my dick was Carol's. "Veronica?" Carol asked. "Sure." Veronica responded as she stood, turned, and sat next to me with one arm on my shoulders and the other across my chest. As I turned to face Veronica, Carol's lips began to grasp my cock, her tongue began to caress the head and she slowly slid her mouth almost all the way down. She then began to very slowly lift her head and lower it increasing the sucking as she did. "Like that, handsome?" Veronica whispered in my ear while nibbling the lobe. "Is there a right answer?" I asked. "Sure. Do you?" Veronica responded. "Yes," I said. "Then enjoy it, but do you think you can reach a hand over here and caress a breast?" I managed to do that as Carol continued her oral ministrations. Veronica leaned back, pulled her legs up on the couch, and got face to face with me. "Pull up my skirt, get inside my panties and work some magic with your fingers," She asked. I obliged. Gone to heaven. Kissing the woman of my dreams, fingering her very wet pussy, while her very best friend was sucking on my cock. "Put your finger on my clit, there, more, harder, yes there," and Veronica began humping my hand as I caressed her. She gave a very loud sigh into my mouth as I began to cum into Carol's mouth. "Wow, nice load Scott!" said Carol as she licked her lips and finished swallowing. "I'd like to do that again." I dropped my head back against the couch, Veronica lowered her head to my chest and I felt another arm go around my neck as Carol leaned in to kiss me. Carol used her other hand to run her fingers through Veronica's hair. "Jesus! What was that all about? I asked as I began to get my wits back about me. "Did you enjoy it handsome?" asked Veronica. "Yes, that's the only answer I have. Did both of you?" "Yes, oh yes!" said Veronica. "So far" said Carol. "What do you mean so far?" I asked. "So far as until we do it again," Carol said. "Would you like her to do it again handsome?" asked Veronica. "Only if you're there, Veronica and if you don't mind," I said. Knowing I had a good thing going I had enough sense to not be too eager and aggressive. Things were working out well with Veronica and our daughters. "Good. I don't and I will be. Let's get something to drink and resume the set." Veronica said. They both stood. I stood and pulled my shorts up and tucked my now flaccid dick back in, not that it made much difference it seemed. I followed two lovely skirt covered asses through the kitchen where I stopped to retrieve another beer, two clean wine glasses and the opened bottle of wine. I set everything on the umbrella table. Veronica took the camera and said, "I'd like to finish this, if I may?" "Of course, that way I get to see both of you." I said. "OK, Carol, shoes back on, back on the settee, skirt up to your pussy, foot on the ground, back straight, put your hand on the inside of your bare thigh, great, now move it up against your labia, good, now turn and put both feet on the deck and spread your knees about a foot apart. Now stand, back to me, pull the skirt up slowly, those seams look terrific, bare your ass, good. Unzip the skirt, push it down slowly, hands on hips, turn, turn, stop in profile, face me, feet apart. Unbutton the blouse, slowly, pull aside one side to show us your nipple, looks hard, now the other side, begin to shrug the blouse off your shoulders, let it stop at your elbows, now drop it off your right arm, hands on hips holding the blouse with your left hand. Outstanding." "Carol, you have a relaxed, natural way of posing, even when being a super studette," I said, "And you give good head." "Thanks for the complements. You have a nice dick. I'm glad Veronica let me taste you." she replied. "Carol, come around to the side of the deck and sit, I want to use these shrubs as a background," Veronica said. Veronica sat cross legged on the deck, skirt pulled up, stocking tops showing. "Okay, Carol right there, sit, bend your knees so your shoes are flat against the deck. Lean back on your hands, straighten your back, lean your head back, magnificent. Scott, do you think you could nibble on her nipples a bit to get then hard." "If Carol doesn't mind, I'm pleased to be of service" I grinned. "Get your magic lips over here Scott. What's taking you so long?" Carol said. I knelt down next to her as she raised her torso and breasts to me. I took one then the other nipple into my mouth, nibbled each a bit, and licked each before I started to get up. Carol looked at me and said, "Would you eat me?" "In front of Veronica? Yes." I said possibly too eagerly. Veronica said "Let's finish this set and get upstairs." "Nipples now look better, okay Carol, drop the front leg so the side of your knee is on the deck, then begin to roll on your hip toward me. Roll up on your hip a bit, keep the back leg bent, foot on the deck, nice hairy pussy show. Now the same roll to the other side, magnificent ass view. Stand, back to me, legs apart, nice ass view from this angle. OK, done. Not bad only 400 pictures and two blow jobs," said Veronica as she stood and walked back to the table, Veronica poured some wine as she set the camera on the table, and squeezed my ass as they passed me. Carol turned and took my hand and saying "Let's go." As I walked up the stairs with both of them in front of me, I ran a hand up the inside of the thigh of each of them and stopped at Veronica's panties and Carol's labia. "That feels nice, handsome," said Veronica. "Come here Carol lean back against me," she continued as she took off her blouse and bra, climbed on the bed and propped herself up with some pillows against the headboard and spread her legs. Carol stepped out of her shoes and scooted back against Veronica who then reached around and began caressing her breasts. With a strongly pounding heart I took off my shirt, and climbed on the bed headed toward the curly red hair-covered target between Carol's legs. "Veronica, you're OK with this?" I asked. I dearly hoped I would not wake-up to find that I was dreaming and that I was not moving toward my first threesome. "Yes, but I expect equal tongue time." I leaned forward to breathe in Carol's musk. A very inviting sweet aroma filled my nostrils. I glanced up into my fiancée's glowing eyes. When she nodded I slowly moved my hands up Carol's stocking clad legs and spread her moist feminine lips with my thumbs. I heard her breath catch and I very lightly licked her slit starting at her asshole and slowly up to but not touching her clit which was just beginning to peek out. I repeated this several times, a little more aggressively each time and finally took her clit into my mouth. I felt a buck of her hips, and a sharp intake of air. As I began to nibble and tongue her clit I began to very slowly insert a finger into her wet and inviting vagina. As the nibbling continued, I pushed further into her, then two and began to move them around. Carol began to groan her hips started to ungulate. I looked up at Veronica as she pinched Carol's nipples and kissed her. I pulled my fingers out and began to lick her again, favoring her asshole for a few minutes, then went back to her clit. Again I put two fingers in her vagina. Her moaning intensified and she was saying, "Right there, yes, there, pinch harder Veronica, fuck me with your tongue Scott, now. Oh God, now." As I was inserting my tongue as far as I could, she was pushing her pussy against me, finally whimpering "Yes, yes, oohhhh sooo...yesss." and splashing my face with her cum. I licked her for a few minutes as she calmed. Then I scooted up to her breasts and kissed her nipples, before raising further to kiss Carol and then Veronica. Any Chance We Could Ch. 13 "Veronica, you were right, he's fantastic, just fantastic." "See, now you know one of the reasons I love him so," said Veronica. "Can I hope that this and the blowjob downstairs weren't one-time events?" I asked. "Only if you tell me they were," said Veronica. "Remember when I told you that I had a year-long relationship in college?" "Yes." I said, "We were talking about Ashley and Katrina at the time seeming to be lovers more than just good friends." "Meet my college lover," said Veronica. "We have continued our relationship over the years, and you are only the second man in my life. I have never let any other man close to me, except for Ashley's father, and we know how that ended. I want to keep Carol close but if that bothers you, I love you so much that I'll end it if you wish." "No, I could never ask you to do that. I love you so much. I want you to be fulfilled, satisfied and overflowing with joy," I replied sincerely. "Do you and Carol frequently make love?" I asked. "Yes, handsome we do and will keep doing it unless you say differently." said Veronica. "No Veronica, I won't stop you, but I'd like to participate sometimes," I said. "Oooh," said Carol. "Now that sounds delightful." Veronica smiled as she nodded her agreement. "Does Ashley know? I asked. I suspected I knew the answer but just in case I needed to make sure as I didn't want let anything slip accidently. "Yes, she does and since she turned eighteen has participated with us from time to time. You already know that Ashley and I also made love to each other." said Veronica. "I sensed a very special bond between you and Ashley when I first met both of you," I said. "Nothing you have said or asked changes the way I feel about you Veronica. I love you more each minute I'm with you." "One more question, have you and Katrina been intimate?" I asked. "No, but I sense she would like to be, would you mind?" Veronica asked. "No lover, I won't and she would very much like that," I said. "If she was willing, would you mind her joining Carol and I sometime?" expressing a logical question. I paused before answering. Held both their hands as I said looking into my beloved's eyes, "My dearest, if my daughter wants to be with one, either or both of you, you have my blessing. Don't you think that you will also need Ashley's approval?" Carol answered, "Yes, we'll need Ashley's approval from what Veronica has told me." "Have you and Katrina been intimate?" asked Veronica. "No, but not for her lack of trying. We slept together most nights last week and mutually masturbated each other to an orgasm, but I don't think either of us feels the need to have intercourse, yet. She's incredibly sexy, just as much as you and Ashley are," I responded honestly. "Sometimes I get the feeling that neither of them are above wanting me to make love to them. At times I want to make love to Katrina while at other times I feel guilty for having such thoughts. Honestly, I'd love make love to Ashley. A man would have to be insane not to want her, but I don't want my relationship with you, Veronica, to be affected." "Ashley would like nothing better than to be in your bed," said Veronica. "Will you cooperate?" "Hmm, sounds like a group project, don't you think Veronica?" remarked Carol. Veronica raised her eyebrow at that remark but remained silent. "Now, before we get otherwise involved again, by the way you tasted wonderful Carol, let's finish the photo project. Okay? You two are absolutely beautiful women." "Okay with us." they both answered. "Which outfit now?" asked Veronica of Carol. "The red one. Tan pantyhose, no bra, the red heels. That sound good?" asked Carol. "Does to me," I said. "God, you got me all wet Scott, I'm going to go in and wash and dry a bit," said Carol. "Come here and cuddle me for a minute, and maybe wrap your hand around a breast while she gets dressed," said Veronica. "I'm going to think about the group project, okay?" Her nipples were hard. I caressed them for a few minutes when she said, "I guess I should have told you sooner about Carol, are you sure you're okay about that?" Veronica asked. "Darling, I just told you I love you so much. Of course, I am. I love you, you know that." I said. "Thanks, you're very, very important to me. My ex would have been threatened if he knew. His male ego was not as grounded as yours. It's amazing how quickly we meshed. I need you in all parts of my life. Now there's nothing about me you don't know," Veronica said. "Anything I should know, any old boyfriends out there?" asked Veronica as she nudged me with her elbow. "Only Emerson and he's been married to Hazel since his junior year in college," I said. "She has nice breasts doesn't she Scott?" remarked Carol as she came back into the bedroom, nude. "The best," I said. "But you rank a close fourth." "Fourth! Fourth! Why not second?" asked Carol. "Well, there's Katrina and Ashley," I noted. "Ahh, beautiful youth," said Carol. "If that's my competition, I'm satisfied with fourth." Carol sat on the bed and began putting on her stockings. As she did that Veronica put her bra and blouse back on. Carol then pulled the dress over her head and pulled it down. "Look okay?" she asked. "No, not really, it fits so well that your hose waistband is obvious and your breasts are flattened," said Veronica. "Pull it off. Did you bring a V-string that kinda rests on your hips and a half cup bra?" She picked up a wispy thing, stepped into it and pulled it up. "Do you mind the hair sticking out the top and the sides of these panties?" Carol asked. "No, he loves it," said Veronica before I could respond. "As a matter of fact, I have always liked it on you, on me, on Katrina and Ashley. It's sexy." "I don't have any half bras, can I borrow one of yours?" Carol asked. "Sure." Veronica went into her bedroom and brought back a light beige one. Carol put it on and looked terrific with her nipples showing. She then pulled the dress back on. It looked much better, her waist didn't show the hose indent and her breasts were full and lifted forward with her hard nipples obvious. "Scott, Veronica, like it?" Carol asked after stepping into her red high-heeled sandals. "Oops, look at the time, our daughters'll be home shortly, let's get this one done," said Veronica. "Can I do this one too?" "Sure," I said, "I remember what happened after the last one you shot." "Well, don't get your hopes up, I know your dick will be but Katrina and Ashley will probably be home before we finish this one," said Veronica as we walked down the steps. "Let's begin in the living room again, same pose on the end of the couch, now turn and straddle the arm, work your skirt up, more, a bit more, let's see the panties. Nice, back straight, turn your torso, Scott, make her nipples harder. I put my hand under the fabric in the front and pinched and rolled each nipple. Carol said, "Thanks stranger, nice fingers." "Okay, that's better, turn your torso to get your breasts in profile, keep looking at me. Great, let's go on the deck." "Scott, will you run upstairs and grab a pair of Carol's sheer to the waist pantyhose and a sheer bra. Please?" asked Veronica. "Sure, meet you outside," I said. "Scott really took your revelations well, he is a sexy, sexy man," Carol said to Veronica as I was headed up the stairs. "And all my initial instincts about him were correct, I'm so happy," said Veronica. "Not only does he adore Ashley, she adores him. He hasn't reacted in the least negatively about Ashley and I being intimate with one another. He's definitely a keeper." By the time I had gotten back out to the deck Carol was on the settee with one leg up, one leg on the deck, skirt hiked showing every hair that had escaped her V-string. "I'll be sure to get some pussy shots for you handsome." said Veronica. The shoot progressed with mostly the same poses as the other two. Carol slid one side of the dress down and began to slowly bare her nipple. Just as it became uncovered, I heard "Mom, Dad, we're home." "Out here," I called back. Two bedraggled, dusty, ladies appeared at the door. "Try outs suck," said Ashley. "Pretty dress Carol, nice nipple, can we see more later? We're going to shower." "Yell down when you get out of the shower, I want to talk to both of you," said Veronica. "Okay" was the response as they trooped off in a cloud of dust. "Let's do some without the dress, can we?" asked Carol. "Will Katrina and Ashley mind if they come down while I'm not fully dressed?" "Did they mind yesterday when they were topless in front of you?" I asked. "Didn't you just get a compliment on your nipple?" "Yes, and no, I guess not," said Carol as she pulled the dress down and stepped out of it. She picked it up and laid it over one of the chairs. "Turn, slowly, keep your torso toward me, look at me, legs slightly apart, let me zoom in on your crotch for a couple of shots, now turn, bend over, another hairy opportunity around that narrow string, thanks, now the rest of the way around. Now sit, feet flat on the deck, and the whole series before this degenerated into sex acts. Nice, Carol, very nice," said Veronica. "Do you want to do the short black dress, or stop after the pantyhose and bra poses?" Veronica asked. "Let's skip the black dress. I'll change into the pantyhose and bra," "Here?" "Sure, why not?" asked Carol. "What haven't you seen." Just then I heard Ashley yelling "Mom." "It's for you," Carol said. "Carol, we'll be back in a minute, more wine in the fridge, best go inside and sit on the couch rather than lean back on the metal chair since we're going to do nudes," said Veronica. Veronica held my hand as we walked upstairs into Ashley's bedroom. Both had on panties but that was it. "Katrina and Ashley, we have some very good news," said Veronica. "What, you're taking us out for dinner?" asked Katrina. "No. We've decided to get married," I said. "I asked Veronica this morning and after extensive begging, groveling, and doing some really sexy things she reluctantly agreed." Veronica slapped me on the back of the head and with a laugh said, "He begged and groveled, but there was no reluctance." "Oh, Wow." they both said as Ashley embraced me and Katrina embraced Veronica. "God, that's wonderful, I can't believe it, yeah I can believe it," said Katrina as she embraced me and deeply kissed me. "Come over here, sit." And then she sat on my lap. Ashley dragged her Mother over to the bed and sat with her arm around her, "Tell us, what's happening when. God, I'm so happy!" Veronica began, "We will get married the end of November or early December. We'll have an engagement party at the club, in a couple of weeks. We'll go to the Keys for our honeymoon, and both of you'll go with us. Scott and Katrina will move here while we look for another house and sell his and this one. Remember the list from yesterday? I would like both of you to move here as soon as you can, at least begin staying here as soon as you're comfortable. We haven't told Carol yet, you two are the first and now you may tell anyone you please." "You're taking us on your honeymoon?" Ashley asked. "You don't want to go?" I asked. "I, both of us, would be very disappointed if we weren't going to the Keys, but isn't that different from a vacation?" Ashley asked. "No, you two are the loves of our lives and we wouldn't do it any other way." I said. "Wow, Dad, that makes me feel wonderful. It's great that Ashley and I are going to be sisters. Can we go to our house and get some clothes tonight? Can I spend the night here?" "Of course, I was planning to anyway." I said. "You two work out bedroom arrangements, whatever you decide is fine by us, but I assume you'll want to share this room." said Veronica. "And the bed," said Katrina. "Especially the bed," added Ashley. "Do you have a ring, Mom?" asked Ashley. "We'll go look tomorrow," Veronica said. "Any more questions for now? We need to finish Carol's photos. You two get dressed, or not, and come down." "By the way, Veronica, Mom, that blouse and bra combination makes you look very sexy. Pantyhose too." said Katrina. "No, garter stockings," said Veronica as she raised her skirt to her waist. Katrina put her arms around me, kissed me deeply and my hand strayed to her breast which I gently squeezed. "Umm, nice," she said. "Get up for a minute Katrina, let me sit there, maybe I'll get a squeeze too" said Ashley. Ashley sat and kissed me as I caressed and squeezed her breasts. "God, that feels good, umm." "You two have just made me about the happiest I have ever been, and I'm overwhelmed. Katrina and I'll talk a bit then we'll come down." Ashley said, her eyes sparkling. Ashley then wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me as tightly as she could and fervently kissed me. "Scott, I love you, thank you for loving Mom, and thank you for loving me." With that she gave me another, albeit shorter, kiss. "Go tell Carol, Mom. I'm sure she'll be happy for us, for you, we'll be down shortly." As we turned to leave the room, Ashley and Katrina were tightly hugging each other and I heard a few "wows." We walked back down the stairs and Carol was sitting on the couch in her V-string, bra, and heels, drinking wine, her back to us. "When's the wedding?" she asked. "November or early December," Veronica said. "How did you figure that out?" "When you let me touch Scott and when you let Scott touch me, I knew then that you two had formed a permanent bond. Am I still in your lives?" "You'll always be," I said. "You are special to the love of my life and I would be disappointed if you weren't part of her life anymore." "Wow, that was lovely. Thank you. You make me so so happy Scott Stuart Appleton", Veronica said with tears in her eyes as she kissed me. When the kiss ended she turned to her friend and asked, "Will you stand up for me?" "You know I will," she smiled. Carol stood, moved toward Veronica, hugged and kissed her, then turned toward me and kissed me with her hand on my ass grinding her pussy into my erection. I moved my hand down to her ass and gently squeezed. "Thanks, Carol, thanks for being such a good friend. Well you're more than that, but anyway, to Veronica." "Come on Scott, I want to get more naked and wet," said Carol as she took Veronica's hand and they walked in front of me to the pool. As Carol was setting her wine down, our daughters appeared, both in shorts, tank tops with spaghetti straps and two inch sandals. "Nice look Carol." "Thanks, Ashley wait a minute it's going to change," said Carol. "Dad, Mom, I going to get us some pop, do you want anything? We've got a little time before you need to start cooking don't we?" asked Katrina. "Yes, a diet. Did you just call Veronica Mom?" I asked. "Yes I did, and I like the way I feel as I say it. Is it okay with both of you?" asked Katrina. "Thank you Katrina, yes I like it," said Veronica. "I do too, Katrina, and yes I'll start cooking in the next hour or so." I informed her. As Ashley sat at the umbrella table and Katrina went into the kitchen, Carol sat and pulled off her V string, and unfastened her bra. She then took the sheer bra, put it on, and began to put on the pantyhose. As she finished and stood, she said "Okay, last set, ready?" "I'll do this one sweetheart. Are you going to walk into the pool and get your bra wet or just up to your hips?" I asked. "Toes to tits," Carol replied. I began shooting as she walked down the stairs. As she reached the pool bottom, I sat on the coping with my feet in the water and shot until the water was almost up to her shoulders. Carol turned and began to walk back toward me with the most erotic look she could muster. As she got to the stairs, I stood while she paused. When her crotch came out of the water, she made sure her hair was showing through the sheer hose, pinched her nipples, and asked "How was that?" "Hot!" said Ashley. "Are you guys done taking pictures? Can I try on your red dress Carol?" "Now?" Carol asked. "Why not, got any memory left ... Scott, what should I call you besides hard?" asked Ashley "Sweetheart, I'm going to refer to you as my Daughter, the stunning blonde, so do whatever you please. You could call me 'that handsome devil who married my Mom'." I laughed. "Katrina, would you mind if I called him Dad?" "No, if we're going introduce each other as sisters, I think that's nice." said Katrina. "Thanks for asking, you can call me Carol, 'the stunning redhead that your Father is going to introduce to some of his eligible friends'," interjected Carol. "And yes, I have some room on this card, I assume you want me to photograph you in the dress," I said. Ashley pulled her top over her head, unfastened her shorts and stepped out of them and pulled the dress down over her shoulders. "Can I borrow your red shoes too," she asked. Carol said, "Sure," and moved behind Ashley and "Let me get you adjusted in this." She reached her hands under the neckline in front and grasped Ashley's breasts, lightly squeezing and lifting them to enhance their appearance under the stretchy fabric. She also lightly pinched her nipples before withdrawing her hands. "I think you're going to need this," as she picked up the half bra and handed it to her. Ashley pulled the dress down to her waist, took the bra, saying "I think this will be a bit small." She put it on, fastened it and Carol again helped to adjust her breasts. "Want to help again Carol?" asked Ashley. "Pull the dress up and I'll see what I can do," nodded Carol. It was a bit small meaning that her whole nipple and areola were above the top edge of the bra. I wasn't about to complain. "I'll settle for fourth against those, any day," said Carol. In response to Ashley's questioning look, Carol said, "Scott rates my tits as his fourth personal favorite, behind Veronica's which are first of course, and yours and Katrina's." "Who's are second Dad?" was the simultaneous question from both girls. "You are." I said. "Only you, handsome," remarked Veronica. "Dad, 'who is going to introduce 'the fabulous redhead Carol to his friends' will you take some of me now?" Ashley asked. "Sure, stand in front of the settee, hands behind you, turn for profiles of each side, while in profile look at me. Foot on the settee, turn towards me, start pulling your skirt up, more, more, Katrina, put your finger under her panties and get some hair around the edges, OK, good, Now sit, both feet on the arm of the settee, lean back on your hands, head back, now look at me, now twist your torso but keep your eyes on me, Katrina begin pulling the one side down off the shoulder, more, more, edge of areola showing. Full nipple exposure, Ashley?" "Sure." "Down more Katrina, good, now more, now the other side, more, both breasts. That's great Ashley." I said as Katrina kissed her bare nipple. "You had better light the cooking fire and let Ashley's cool down handsome," said Veronica. Carol announced she was going upstairs to put on some clothes. She had thumbed her wet hose off and taken off her wet bra and was nude. Ashley asked, "Can I help," sure said Carol. As they began to leave Carol picked up the V-string and I heard her ask Ashley if she could borrow a tank top. I started the fire, consolidated all the shots of yesterday and today onto the laptop, and started recharging the batteries. As I stirred the fire, Katrina came over to me, put one arm around my waist, and the other across my chest pressing her breasts against my arm. She moved her hand to my chin to turn my head and kissed me. "I am so happy, Dad, so very, very happy. I love Veronica, and I love what she has brought out in you." Any Chance We Could Ch. 13 After a few more minutes of holding on to me with her head against my shoulder, she said, "When are you going to tell your former wife?" "I guess I'll call her sometime this week. I really have no further obligation to her, nor do you except that she is your birth mother, and she still loves you," I reminded her. "I know, but thanks for telling her. I think it's the right thing to do," she said. "Hmm, I'll ask Ashley if she's going to change her name, is Veronica?" "We haven't talked about either of those questions, but we have plenty of time, ask Ashley if you want, but just having two daughters is fine with me. Last names pale in importance to that." I said. "I am willing for her to attach her maiden name to mine, or even use her maiden name like Peter Henderson and Martha Savard. I suspect she already knows what she wants to do." Katrina gave me a final squeeze and a kiss on the lips, saying, "Love you. I love that you're willing to be flexible." "I've got the potatoes started, the salad is made, the beans are ready to heat, here's the package of steaks. Want to make love?" asked Veronica as she rubbed her breasts against my back and put her arms around my chest. "Thought you'd never ask," I said. "Still okay with Carol and me, and Carol and you this afternoon?" she asked. "Yes, are you?" "Yes, I'm so in love with you that I feel like I'm floating." she said with a glow. "I'm so glad you've accepted Carol," The question raised by my daughter peaked my curiosity. Rather than waiting, "Are you going to take my name when we get married?" I asked over my shoulder. "Yes, but I want to make Connors, my maiden name, my middle name," she replied. "Would you mind if Ashley wants to change her name." "Not for a moment, has she asked?" "Not yet but she probably will. I just want to be able to give her an answer if she raises it, ," said Veronica. "She did not really like her father and his family. From the way that she has been talking and looking at you, I think she definitely will want to be Ashley Appleton." "If that's what she wants, it's alright with me," I said. "Fire's about ready, what do you need to do?" I could not help feel excited about Ashley taking my name too. "Katrina, come help me finish getting dinner ready. When Ashley comes back down will you ask her to please set the table and find out what everyone wants to drink," said Veronica Ashley appeared in the kitchen in a tank top, thong and heels. Katrina got her working on setting the table. "What can I do?" asked Carol. "You can come over here and talk to me," I said. "Is that one of Ashley's?" She nodded and turned around as I watched. "Not a bad fit. Is that the skirt you wore here? You look really nice." "Scott, I knew how Veronica felt about you the day we had lunch. You are a wonderful, wonderful man and I'm delighted for both of you. I'm also delighted for your daughters. Thank you for accepting me and Veronica's past with me. I'll always love you for that. Not many men I know would have accepted it so readily," she noted. "Now what can I do?" "Check in the kitchen. If we're ten minutes away from everything else being done, ask how everyone wants their steaks cooked. Please grab me a beer, when you come back with the requests. Not only do you have the fourth best breasts, but you also have the fourth best ass." "Thanks, Scott, that's a compliment that I'll take to heart. Love you, be right back," she said. When Carol came back out she related that Ashley thought the top was too tight too. When she offered to take it off, Veronica said to wait 'til after dinner. I cooked the steaks as ordered. We had a magnificent dinner, good conversation, a foot running up and down my leg, either Ashley or Katrina. The girls decided that they would split the closets in Ashley's bedroom and the spare bedroom, and that Katrina would sleep in Ashley's room. If they had overnight friends then Katrina might move to the spare bedroom depending on who was spending the night. Ashley said that she liked Katrina calling Veronica Mom but they both asked if they needed to wait until we were married to call us Mom and Dad in public. Veronica and I agreed that they should do whatever was comfortable, depending on where they were and who they were with at the time. We also noted that once people knew we were engaged that most people would understand. Neither of us would take offense at being called our Christian names. After dinner and ice cream the girls said they wanted to go to my house to get some clothes for Katrina to bring back here. Veronica asked that she not overdo, there would be plenty of time to cart stuff over and put it away. "Start with just a couple of days of casual everyday clothes why don't you?" Veronica said. The girls offered to bring a few business attire items with them too. "Scott, can you help clean up the kitchen? Carol, let's get all your clothes gathered up," said Veronica as I nodded. As the girls were leaving, Veronica and Carol went upstairs to get the clothing out of the spare (Katrina's) bedroom and I cruised the pool deck. I came in with some damp pantyhose and a damp bra just as they were coming down the stairs with the garment bag and the tote. Carol was still wearing Ashley's top and Veronica took the wet stuff and put it in a plastic bag. Carol apologetically said, "I hate to strip, eat, and run but I have an early day tomorrow. Will you call me for a show when you've had a chance to review and cull today's pictures? Will Ashley mind if I wear this top home?" Veronica nodded her head, "She won't mind." Love both of you. Thanks for everything, including the good sex." She kissed us both, gathered her bag and the tote before Veronica walked her out to the car. I loaded all the cards onto the laptop, setting up folders for each series, and when Veronica came back in I suggested that we either go to bed or get into the hot tub and then go to bed. "Since you're spending the night, let's go to the tub and then make love, okay handsome." Veronica got some towels from the bathroom and we walked out to the deck and undressed, putting our clothes on the umbrella table and walked over and climbed in. The water was delightful, just the right temp, and we snuggled. Before long as we were caressing one another as we expressed our love and talked about our wedding, the honeymoon and ideas about home décor. I told her to add to the list a fireplaces in the den and the master bedroom. The girls got back forty-five minutes later and lost no time coming out to the deck. Both looking quite pleased. I assumed they had used the time away from us to discuss many questions that they had. "Is it nude time?" asked Katrina as she was shedding her shoes. "Yes, of course," said Veronica. "No panties?" asked Ashley. "Only if your modesty requires them," I said. Our completely nude daughters joined us. My heart was thumping and my cock grew as I watched them enter. I thought with all this eye candy that I was in heaven. With a sensuous and sexy fiancée and two teenagers who loved to tease me with their bodies, in a way I was in heaven. "Bring much back," I asked Katrina to get my mind off their bodies. "Two or three days worth and I made sure that I had all my uniforms and sports bras and compression shorts. Some hose and heels, for your benefit, plus all the normal girl stuff. I got a few golf shirts and another pair of casual pants for you as well as one business outfit." The girls sat across from us with their feet on our knees, and I began to rub Katrina's feet. "Feels nice Dad, thanks." She shifted and raised her chest part way out of the water before continuing in a sultry tone, "Do you want to rub anything else?" "What'd I tell you Veronica?" I murmured. "Absolutely, but later. We need to get out when this cycle ends. We're tired and I'll bet you both are as well after the select tryouts." As the cycle ended, we all stood with hard nipples and an erection on full display. I walked to the table and began to dry off. Ashley was soon at my shoulder. "Let me do that and then you can dry me, okay Dad?" I couldn't refuse her, particularly when she gave me her cute smile and blue eyes glowed. She took what seemed to me to be a long time especially in my crotch area, so I took an equally long time on hers as well as her breasts. Katrina said "Veronica and I are dry and are going in. We must work a lot faster. I had no idea cocks took so long to dry." Ashley replied, "Haste makes waste, besides I love to look at it. Be in shortly." Ashley put the towel around my waist and pulled herself against me. My dick fit nicely just below and against her pussy and between her slightly opened legs. She moved her hips back and forth a bit and asked "Does that feel as good to you as it does to me?" "I can only imagine," I said as I put one hand on her bare ass and the other on her breast. "Love you Ashley, let's go in," I said kissing her passionately. I threw the towel over my shoulder as we gathered our clothes, covered the tub and walked into the kitchen. I put the towel in the laundry room, and Ashley and I walked up the stairs. As we neared the top, Ashley said over her shoulder "Doesn't my bare ass look tasty." I had to agree and briefly caressed it. "Bend over a bit," I said. As she did I gave her ass crack a slow gentle lick including her asshole. "Oh, shit, oh shit I've never been licked there, do it again." Ashley said. I tongued her asshole again, a bit more slowly this time and she shuddered a bit. "Even more at another time, sweetheart," I said as I put my finger into her slit and dragged it from her clit to her vagina. I left her hardly able to finish the last two steps. As she entered her bedroom I heard her breathlessly say to Katrina, "You'll never guess what Dad just did." When I walked into the bedroom Veronica was just starting the shower so I joined her. We dried off and walked to the bed, pulled back the covers and sheet and climbed in. "Are you sexually overloaded handsome, or do you have something left for me?" she asked. "I'm never too weary for you," I said as I began caressing her breasts. My hand slipped down her stomach and I began to very gently touch her clit with my thumb as my fingers caressed her slit and slightly penetrated her vagina. She wrapped her hand around my dick and said "Let me get on top." I rolled to my back as she straddled my face. After making sure t I had my fill of her luscious pussy, she knee-walked down my body before settling on my waiting cock. As she controlled the timing of her orgasm I caressed her wonderful back and ass. When we did cum together I pulled her back against me, lovingly caressing, squeezing and enjoying her magnificent breasts. "God we are good together, I love you so much handsome," she sighed as her breath returned to normal and her last of her quivering muscles relaxed. As I softened and began to fall out of her well lubricated vagina, I noticed Ashley was standing off the corner of the foot of our bed. "I want to do that sometime," she moaned with desire. "I'm sure you do and I'm sure you would enjoy it immensely," Veronica said with a smile. "Both you and Katrina would." When I went to say something, my love put her finger on my lips before continuing, "I'll talk to both of you about it." Ashley came over and kissed us both but not before drawing her finger up Veronica's slit and covering it with both our cum. She sucked the finger and said "That tastes fantastic, just fantastic. Goodnight, Mom, Dad." and she turned to leave. The more she teased me, the more I wanted to make love to her. She had me. I knew it. She knew it. "Vixen," was all I said. Any Chance We Could Ch. 14 This is work in progress, more chapters are complete and will be submitted at regular intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone so if you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Love those red 'H's. Monday, October 8. After an uneventful breakfast, if you want to call a breakfast that your daughters enjoy with you while wearing only bras, thong panties and two inch heels uneventful; we went our separate ways. Veronica and I planned for me to pick her up at nine thirty. Emerson was overjoyed when I told him of our engagement and recommended his jeweler, Charles Dupree, and offered to call him to save us some time. I told Grace after leaving Emerson's office and got a big hug and a kiss on the cheek and told her that Dupree would be calling her for bank information later this morning. I also asked Grace to talk to our IT guy and get four premium laptops configured for wireless access along with all the necessary router equipment and have them all set up on the same network at Veronica's home. I also noted that he should pick-up one 60 inch plasma television and a 40 inch LCD too. He was to make sure the units had PC connections. And to leave the computers in my office and I'd take them home tomorrow. And he was to arrange for delivery of the TVs. I met briefly with our overseas team, solved, or at least offered solutions to a couple of problems that had come up and left to get my future wife. Janet congratulated me as I walked in, and Agnes gave me a hug. The other agents who were there also offered their good humored condolences. "Where are we going?" asked Veronica after kissing me. "Charles Dupree," I said. "Wow, the best of the best I hear," she said. "Good to hear that. Emerson recommends him highly and Hazel wears a lot of jewelry." We were greeted at the locked door by an elegantly dressed woman and then were personally greeted by Charles Dupree. We were led to and seated in a small viewing room with a strong, very white overhead light. He brought out a tray of emerald cut diamonds and a tray of marquise cut diamonds. Veronica was awestruck. "I'm going to get to choose one of these?" she asked. Charles looked dismayed, and asked "Aren't they large enough? Emerson said four to seven carets." "Oh, no. That's not what I meant, they're all so beautiful, I was expecting something smaller. Scott, are you sure you want me to have something this large?" "Yes, lover, I do. Don't feel pushed, if you want something smaller, I'm sure Charles can take care of it, but I like that medium size emerald cut." "Excellent choice." "You've talked me into it, I guess. Can I see it in a setting?" asked Veronica. Charles left and returned in a few minutes with three trays of settings, all being suitable for the six caret emerald cut. "Would you like yellow gold, white gold, or platinum." "Platinum? Six carets? Are you sure Scott?" Veronica asked as she took my hand and looked at me with tear filled sparkling eyes. "Sweetheart, you know how I feel about you, yes, yes and yes." Charles looked over the platinum settings, chose one and slipped it onto Veronica's left ring finger. As it was a bit loose he noted, "We'll resize it before we set the stone." He then took a black velvet cloth, laid it on the table, placed Veronica's hand on top of it and then with a pair of tweezers set the diamond on top of it. "Oh, Scott, I've never seen anything so beautiful," she said as she leaned to kiss me. "Want it?" I asked. "Yes," she said with her eyes sparkling. "I understand you seek a wedding band set with at least four violet diamonds, is that correct?" asked Charles. "I can show you some settings, but I'll need to shop for the diamonds, they are rare and I don't have much call for them. How soon do you need the wedding band "Thanksgiving," I said. "Oh, that won't be a problem," he replied. "I can have the ring sized and set this afternoon and will have it couriered to you by three this afternoon. If that is acceptable for you, then let's get the perfect ring size, shall we Ms Bryce?" After measuring both of our ring fingers and looking at a few wedding bands, we looked at a wedding band for me and settled on a matching platinum band. Without showing it to the other we printed out on a paper what we wanted to be inscribed in each other's wedding band. "If you'll call Grace she'll give you ACH bank information for a payment draft," I said. "Thank you for your prompt service and I'll join Emerson in recommending you." Charles showed us to the locked front door and let us out. As we got to the car Veronica threw her arms around me, hugged me and kissed me and said "Oh, I love you so much." As we left the parking lot Veronica pointed out that I had failed to ask how much the rings were. I replied, "Emerson said if you have to ask the price, you shouldn't be shopping at Charles Dupree." "OK. Give me an estimate," Veronica said. "I truly don't know," I said. "I'll ask Grace when she gets the transfer request because we'll need to get them insured. Then I'll tell you." "Why four diamonds in the bands?" Veronica asked. "For the four of us," I replied. Tears welled in her eyes. "You are wonderful Scott, I love you deeply. I feel that we have permanently bonded as have our daughters. Life can't get any better." I walked in with Veronica kissed her goodbye and told her I would see her this evening. The rest of my day was full, the ring arrived at three fifteen and both Grace and Emerson were very appreciative of its beauty. Grace told me the draft was for $89,568.00 and the estimate for Veronica's wedding band was $16,000.00, and mine which was simpler and with smaller clear diamonds was $7,500. Charles sent a handwritten 'thank you' note with the ring. I heard from Veronica several times during the afternoon and I told her that Charles called and had a slight problem and wouldn't be able to deliver the ring until tomorrow morning. She sounded disappointed, but not upset. I reminded Grace that I was going to softball games for probably the rest of the week and got the phone number for the police department. I made arrangements for two off-duty policemen and agreed to pay them in cash at the end of their shift, in fact told him that I would pay double for their agreeing to work for the full ten hours. Ashley blew in the door at five-thirty, headed straight to the shower after inviting me to join her. I demurred saying we'd be late if I did. I also feared that I needed to put some limits to her teasing lest I yield. I loved my fiancée too much to risk it. She was ready to go by six, wet head, short skirt, low heels, button blouse. We left for the country club with her immediately turning in the seat and putting her left leg against the center console and pulling my hand to her thigh. "It's going to be great seeing you every day, kissing you goodnight and good morning. I'm so lucky. Move your fingers higher on my thigh please." All the way to the club I caressed Ashley's bare upper thigh and a bit of her pussy through her thong. She took my hand in hers as we walked into the club. We went to the Grill. I told them that I had an appointment to see Kurt, the catering manager, and we took a seat in a booth to order and wait for him. Ashley of course sat next to me, not across from me and promptly put her hand in my lap. At least I was on the inside part of the bench so it wasn't obvious. We both ordered burgers and iced tea and while we were waiting for the food, Kurt came and I introduced him to Ashley. He sat across from us, got some ideas about food, service times, quantity, etc. I made sure that in addition to the girls there would be enough for the cops and the additional adults. I asked him, or his staff to bring the food when he saw fit, to prepare and serve it buffet style. When he asked about drinks, I said they were all to be soft, a mix of diet and leaded, tea, lemonade, and to add coffee in the evening. He said he would furnish the proper number of serving tables and said that someone would come by the house on Friday to get a feel for the kitchen, pool and an alternative indoor serving area. Ashley asked, "Can you furnish only female service staff? This is a girls only swim party with no males allowed, except for Dad here." "Not a problem," he said. Then with a puzzled look on his face he asked, "I thought your daughter was Katrina?" "Veronica, Ashley's mother and I are engaged, and this is my stunning blonde daughter," I said. He laughed and said, "I see. I assume her mother is as beautiful." "Thank you Kurt," Ashley said with the same radiant smile that her mother had. "Should I put this on your club account?" Kurt asked. "Yes," I said. "Don't you want an estimate?" "No, you'll charge me a fair price. I trust you, thanks for asking though." "Thanks for your business Scott, nice to meet you Ashley. Gwen or Jeannie will be in touch tomorrow to set up a time on Friday." As we walked out toward the valet stand, Ashley put her arm through mine, and noted that this would be a gorgeous setting for a wedding reception. Looking up and seeing the bank of windows from the event room overlooking the ninth hole, the pond and the meandering creek I had to agree with her. I agreed with her suggestion that she would raise the idea with her mother. As we waited for the valet to return our car Ashley reminded me that she and Katrina might have games on Friday afternoon. The ride home was pleasant, my hand on her thigh, her hand on my dick. She said, "It really sounded strange to be referred to as your daughter, but it won't take me long to get used to it. I liked the sound of it. Thank you." Her smile and the lilt of happiness in her voice filled me with joy. My thoughts drifted for a moment. I was brought back by Ashley's voice, "Earth to Dad. Earth to Dad." When I looked at her, she asked, "Why you are crying." She was right. I had tears in my eyes. I pulled into a strip mall parking lot, turned to her to explain. "Well before I married Katrina's mother I wanted to have four to six children. I always wanted to have more than one child but Katrina's mother did not want any children whatsoever. It became a point of contention between us. She saw children as an encumbrance rather than a blessing. She grudgingly agreed to having Katrina. I am truly blessed to have you as my second daughter. I am thrilled beyond what my meager words can describe. I am doubly blessed that you are beautiful, vivacious, intelligent, thoughtful and loving." "Don't forget, sexy," she added. "You are definitely sexy and then some. Ashley, I love you as much as I love Katrina," With that she hugged and kissed me like a daughter would normally do to express her love to her father. As tears streamed from her eyes Ashley whispered, "Hearing that makes me so happy. I love you Scott Appleton!" We drove the rest of the way home silently, holding hands and cherishing each other's presence. When we got home Veronica was there, and said that Katrina has just called to say she would be home in an hour or so. Veronica and I kissed and embraced. When she noticed her daughter's face and our happy yet contented spirits, she asked, "What's happened you two?" I explained what we happened and just before the three of us got too emotional Ashley broke in "Can we look at some of Carol's pictures?" "Sure, get the laptop and let's sit at the dining room table." Oh, by the way, I'm bringing home four identically configured laptops with wireless connections tomorrow." "Four?" asked Veronica. "Sure, four laptops no waiting. And I'll bring a plasma screen that can serve as a large computer screen." I queued up Carol's green set. With a gorgeous woman sitting on either side of me, we began scrolling through the pictures. "Let's look at them all, then we'll go back through a second and third time to cull, then we should have five to ten 'keepers'" Veronica was on my right and she put her left hand on my shoulder and leaned next to me, pressing her breast against my arm and put her right hand in my lap. "This is going to be my erection tester," she said. "Wait, you've already got a hard on and we haven't looked at anything yet!" "Veronica, look at you. Your breast is pushed against my arm your hair is brushing the side of my face, you smell bewitching, why wouldn't I?" At that point Ashley joined the 'get Scott hard' fray by putting her right arm around my waist, pulling her skirt up to reveal her mostly panty-covered pussy, pressing her breasts against my left arm and putting her hand atop Veronica's on my dick. "It works, Mom, what a battery pack!" said Ashley. I sighed and began to scroll through the pictures. Some were quite good, some were not so good, and some were immediately tossed because Carol's eyes were partially closed or completely closed. There were a few that were supposed to be breast close-ups that weren't so clear. By the time we got though them the first time, there were maybe forty left. "She's very sexy, don't you think?" asked Ashley. "Yes, but she can't hold a candle to any of the three of you," I said. "Aww, thanks Dad," said Ashley as she kissed and sucked my earlobe. "She is very sexy," said Veronica, "But you're mine now." Just then Katrina came in through the garage from behind us and asked "Trying to smother Dad with your tits?" "Hi, sweetheart, I'm glad you're here. Take my place, I'll be right back," I said "Do I get the breasts as well?" "Ask and you shall receive," I said as I stood up, and turned towards Veronica to leave the room. "Nice hard on handsome," she remarked as she squeezed it. I mumbled something and went upstairs to retrieve the ring. I came back into the room with my hands behind my back. I knelt in front of Veronica and said "Darling I love you and have loved you since we first met. I love your daughter as well. I want only the best for you, for Ashley and for Katrina. I will give you the best that I can, and want to unselfishly share the rest of my life with you. Veronica, this ring is a token of that love and commitment." I put my hands in front of me and opened the ring box. The ring was magnificent. Veronica opened her left hand and extended her fingers. I slid the ring on her ring finger. "Scott, I want to share the rest of my life with you, I love you, and I commit to you." I stood, embraced her, and kissed her. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and I tried to kiss them away. "Handsome, these are tears of sheer happiness," Veronica said. "My God, Dad, what a gorgeous ring, what a gorgeous stone! How big is it?" asked Katrina. "About six carets," said Veronica. "Want to try it on?" She slipped it off and onto Katrina's hand. "Wow, does that ever feel good!" Ashley put her hand out and Katrina slid it off hers and onto Ashley's hand. "Katrina, I almost had an orgasm when you did that. Mom, Dad, that is the prettiest ring I have ever seen. What kind of wedding band did you get?" "It's a matching band with four violet diamonds." "Why four, why violet?' Both girls asked at once. "Four for the size of our new family, and violet for my eyes," said Veronica. "Was that Dad's idea?" asked Ashley. "Yes." said Veronica. "Dad, I love you so much for always thinking of us," said Ashley. "Oh, Dad, you're wonderful," said Katrina as she hugged and kissed me. "Here, Mom, put it back on," said Ashley as she slid it off her hand and put it back on Veronica's finger. "Tomorrow will be interesting," said Katrina. "You won't be sitting together, but at different fields which will make some people wonder. Then how can they miss Mom's ring? You'll be the buzz of both teams, I'll bet." "Hadn't thought of that," I said, "but we'll be together at the longest game and we'll arrive and leave together." I told Katrina about the new laptops, I shut off the one we were using, and checked lights and locks and we all headed upstairs. "I like that none of us are leaving," said Ashley. Veronica and I went into her, our, bedroom, undressed, did our teeth and toilet and climbed into bed nude. I turned off the overhead light on my way, walked by the open door and thought, why bother. As I climbed into bed and was turning to turn off the nightstand light, Veronica said, "Leave it on for a few minutes, I want to drink this in." As I snuggled next to her, she put her hand on my arm and we lay there looking at her ring as she moved her hand ever so slightly. "Okay, how much was it handsome?" "A little over a hundred twelve thousand for both the ring and the wedding bands." I replied. "I would say 'you're kidding' but you aren't. You used to be able to buy a nice sized house for that," she said. "I saw the light on. Can I come and look at it some more?" asked Katrina. "Sure, come on," I said. "Is Ashley going to join us as?" "Ashley, come on, it's okay," said Katrina. As I pulled down the covers Katrina noticing that we were both nude, pulled off her sleep tee shirt and climbed in next to me, spooned against my back, put her head on her hand and looked at Veronica's hand. Ashley pulled her tee off as well and climbed in next to her Mother. Similarly putting her head on her hand and looked at the ring. After a few minutes Katrina began stirring and put her arm under the covers and began dragging her fingernails up and down my hip. Veronica said, "You're getting hard, why?" "It's Katrina's fault, she's running her nails up and down my hip, what do you expect?" I asked. "Besides that her nipples are hard and sticking me in the back." "I hate it when she does that to me, but she also insists on playing with my pussy at the same time," said Ashley. "Really, I can understand how irritating that could become, can't you Veronica?" I asked. Veronica turned a bit away from me and put her right hand under the covers. "Mom!" exclaimed Ashley. "Is that what you meant?" asked Veronica. "She runs her fingers up your wet slit and thumbs your clit like this?" "Exactly, don't you find it irritating when Dad does that to you?" asked Ashley. "Oh, absolutely, especially when he begins to suck on my nipples. Especially when they're as hard and sensitive as yours are now." "God, that feels so good, Mom. I also get irritated when she sticks her fingers into my vagina and moves then around while sucking my nipples." "Like this, sweetheart?" asked Veronica around a nipple as she inserted two fingers into Ashley. "Especially if she moves them around and in and out. Oh, Oh, God don't stop, move faster, deeper." Ashley stiffened and shuddered, then wrapped her arm around Veronica. As her breathing returned to normal, she said, "I get so irritated that I cum when she does that." As all this was going on, Katrina had shifted her hand to my cock and was gently stroking me. I turned to her and began caressing her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples. I moved my hand down her side to her hip, then to the front of her thigh and then moved my hand between her thighs. She opened her legs and let go of my dick to pull my hand up to her very wet and warm crotch. "Touch me Dad, touch my clit." I put my fingers in her wet, slick slit and brought my thumb to her clit as my fingers teased the outside of her vagina. "Oh my. Oh my. Kiss my nipples while you do that." She began to gently buck her hips increasing and decreasing my thumb pressure on her clit. "Oh, fingers, fingers in, please, now." I moved my fingers gently into and out of her vagina and her breathing rapidly increased. "Oh, wow, that's it, that's it." She grabbed my cock and took one deep breath, and began shuddering. "Wow. That was great, just great." She then turned and kissed me intensely and lightly stroked me. Any Chance We Could Ch. 14 She broke the kiss and put her head on my shoulder. I began caressing Katrina's breasts and she asked. "Can we do this again sometime soon?" "Yes," answered Veronica. "Goodnight girls, Scott has something he needs do." Katrina put her finger into her vagina, pulled it out and offered it to me. I closed my lips around it and licked it. "Taste good?" "Absolutely, it tastes good. Goodnight Katrina, goodnight Ashley. Play nice, you both have games tomorrow." We kissed both girls before they left. As they left Veronica rolled toward me and wrapped her hand around my very hard dick. "That was a little one-sided, don't you think?" "Yeah, for now, I guess, so let's take care of the other side." I reached back and turned off the bedside lamp and moved back into Veronica's waiting arms. "How about some big time nipple sucking and fingering my cunt handsome." As I turned to begin working on that request she wrapped her hand around my battery pack and began stroking. We kept this up for a few minutes before I rolled on top of Veronica and began to assault her dripping wet pussy. "Deep handsome, deep, God you feel good, so good, fast, faster, oh God yes, more, love you, love you, are you ready?" Before I could answer we came together and as our breathing returned to normal Veronica said, "We're getting quite good at that." "Making love." "And climaxing together. I love what you do to me, I love looking at you, feeling your touch, feeling you inside me." "I love you too, Veronica," I mumbled as I cuddled back against her. "Scott, you like touching Katrina, bringing her to an orgasm don't you? Would you like to do the same with Ashley?" "Is there a right answer?" I asked. "An honest one would be the best," Veronica said. "Then yes, but not at the expense of your feelings," I said. "It's not going to change my feelings for you, I know you love me more than anything, anyone. You enjoy the women in this family and they enjoy you." "Ashley said the other day that you wouldn't mind sharing me with her. What was that all about?" I asked. "I wouldn't mind you making love to her, not a bit. You are a most considerate and committed lover, and she would be hard put to find someone better than you to make love to her for the first time. I'd wish for it not to be soon. I'm not sure that you, she nor I am fully ready. At the right time I'd rather she not have her first experience after a grope session in the back of a car or in someone's living room. I love her very much and I know she loves you. I trust you not to hurt her. And not to hurt Katrina either. I want her to feel the intensity of true love and I'm sure that you want the same for Katrina. If you have sex with either or both our daughters, and I expect that you will, I feel that they will learn how it feels to be truly and deeply loved. I shan't love you any less, if anything even more after you do. I don't feel that our love is threatened by our love and passion for our daughters. I didn't feel very loved as a child, nor even as a young adult until I met Carol. I'm not quite sure why I married, except that I guess I felt the need to experience the love of a man as well as a woman. Our lust didn't last long, and our love lasted a shorter time. Ashley was conceived in a moment of never to be repeated passion in that marriage. I'm doubly blessed to have her and I'm glad that her father is no longer around, and never will be." "Why never will be?" I asked. "He was crushed and killed by a piece of earth moving equipment at one of his commercial developments. Even though we were no longer married at the time, he left a decent insurance settlement in Ashley's name so we were able to live a normal life while I developed my real estate skills. Does all that help you understand me?" She asked. "It does, and I know that I love you with my whole being and do intend to spend the rest of my life with you. I am thrilled to have a second daughter. Does Ashley act like a vixen with me because she too has fallen in love with me?" I asked. "Probably. She and I have shared physical and emotional bonds of love and affection, but I don't think she's ever had the attention of a male like she has yours. From what she has said over the last year except for her interest in men older than her, I suspect that we have the same tastes in men. I don't think you realize it but you are an extremely exciting man Scott Stuart Appleton. Sexually, intellectually, physically. I'm sure the reason Katrina has begun sharing your bed is because now that you have quit constantly working she can appreciate your sexual magnetism and is reacting to it too." "Look at the effect you had on Carol if you think I'm overstating this. You met her on Friday and ate her on Sunday, at her request. I held her and enjoyed her breasts and her kisses, but most of her reaction was to your tongue and fingers in her pussy." "Veronica, I couldn't ask for anything else in my life now that I have you and Ashley and the love of Katrina." We snuggled tightly together caressing and kissing as we feel asleep in each other's arms. As sleep approached I was more in love than I had ever been in my life. Veronica was a special and rare jewel. I knew I was marrying up, way up. She was my soul mate, and I sensed I was hers. All was right with the world. I was blessed, no thrice blessed to have all three women in my life and heart. Any Chance We Could Ch. 15 This is work in progress, more chapters are complete and will be submitted at regular intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone so if you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Love those red 'H's. * Tuesday, October 8. I don't remember anything else before the alarm woke us up and we showered together before I headed for the coffee maker. Ashley, only in a bra and panties was the first one down followed by Katrina in panties and a tight tee, no bra. Veronica had on a blue skirt, bra, heels and hose. I kissed each as they arrived and managed to squeeze Ashley's ass which elicited a tiny high pitched squeal. As we were drinking coffee and eating cereal, Katrina said, "Thanks for last night Dad, we will do it again, won't we?" "Yes." was my immediate response. Ashley winked at me and smiled. "Games start at four o'clock. Do you know field numbers?" I asked. Ashley noted, "We're on six and Katrina is on two." After the girls finished and left the kitchen carrying cups of coffee, Veronica stood and asked me to move my chair back. She sat on my lap and put both arms around my neck and said, "This new life together is going to be wonderful!" She kissed me long enough to allow me a few minutes to caress her breasts. Suddenly she announced, "We've got to get moving handsome." Both girls stopped in our bedroom to kiss us good bye. We wished them luck and they left for classes. I groped Veronica's ass briefly before we walked downstairs to leave. "See you at lunch, handsome?" "Noon, your office, I love you." The morning flew by. A tech came up to get my keys to put the computers in my trunk and before I realized it Grace was reminding me that my future wife was expecting me in ten minutes. I walked in and went to Veronica's office where she was wearing a makeshift sling on her left arm. "What in the world!" I exclaimed. "Don't worry handsome, Ron over there made it for me so I wouldn't sprain my arm wearing this ring." She lifted it from around her neck and embraced me. "They all like 'the rock' as they call it. Take me away from this mad house, my prince." "I don't know if it's wise to leave without the support," Agnes jested. "I'll have to take my chances, maybe Scott will hold my hand and take some of the weight off," laughingly replied Veronica. During lunch I reviewed my conversation with Kurt and about hiring the cops. Veronica said she'd call the moms this evening if she didn't see them at the games today. I did notice that Veronica proudly kept her left hand flat on the table and got several admiring looks from fellow diners and the wait staff. We discussed dinner tonight and for the rest of the week in light of the tournament and decided to eat out every night and go to the country club on Friday. She offered to help me move some clothes over this evening. I love this woman was my recurring thought as she looked at me with those smiling violet eyes. Veronica was just glowing. During the brief ride back to her office I had a wonderful opportunity to reacquaint my fingers with her stocking-clad thighs. "I'll pick you up at three, I love you," I said as we stood beside the car and embraced and kissed in front of her office. At three o'clock we left for the tournament site. I carried a chair for Veronica to field six, kissed her and left for field two. I saw Katrina warming up, second base today, waved and sat on the bleachers. Several friends saw me sitting alone and stopped by to ask about Veronica. "Ashley is playing on six and we'll join up at the longer game," I replied. Caroline said, "I'm glad you're still together, I was concerned when I saw you alone." "I'm not alone we got engaged yesterday. I've got her forever now," I replied cheerfully. "Fantastic, when's the wedding?" "Late November, early December, we're still working on that detail." I replied. "She's very lucky. Best wishes to both of you," she said. "Did you say she was down at six? I'll go see her for a moment to let her know I'll be there Saturday for the party." There were probably five or six more similar conversations during the game, and all seemed happy that Veronica and I were still together. Katrina and her team did very well coming from a two run deficit to a two one lead in the sixth gave up a run in the seventh, but held on to win in the bottom half of the inning. Pitching was good, infield defense sparkled at times and hitting was productive. As the team was clearing the dugout I told Katrina that I was going down to six. She said she'd join me in a few minutes. I walked down to six and found Veronica, score pad on her lap with a mom sitting on either side of her. I walked up behind her, put my hands on her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. "Hi, sweetheart." "Who is that stranger kissing my head?" she asked Anne who was sitting on her left. "The tall, handsome one or the other one?" Anne replied with a grin. "Hi, handsome, how was Katrina's game?" "They won. I see Ashley's team is ahead by a run, what's the inning, top six?" "Yeah, we're home. It's been back and forth the whole game." Veronica replied. "That's quite a ring you bought Veronica, nothing subtle about you is there Scott?" asked Joyce from the other side of Veronica. "What can I say, I love her and now you all know it," I said. Veronica put her left hand on top of my hand on her shoulder and the fire in the diamond in the sunlight was incredible. "Careful with that, you'll blind our pitcher" Anne joked as we heard cheering from the other side. Ashley's team fell behind a run. They couldn't get it back in the bottom of the sixth, and gave up another run in the seventh, but fought back to tie it in the bottom of the inning. Katrina joined us during the bottom of the sixth, dropped her bag by the fence and stood by me watching. She greeted Veronica as 'Mom' which turned a few heads and got a like number of smiles. "I know you won, how'd you do?" Veronica asked Katrina. "Three at bats, two hits, an RBI and a run scored. I'm pleased." Katrina said. "Great game, huh? I'm proud of you," said Veronica. "How's my sister doing?" she asked. "Not her best game, only a hit, two Ks looking, but no errors," she replied. "She's due," said Katrina. In the top of the eighth they gave up another run. In the bottom of the eighth with one out and a runner on, Ashley came up to bat. As she settled into the box she glanced over and saw the three of us. She raised her hand, stepped out of the box and smiled at Katrina who gave her a 'thumbs up'. The first pitch was a called strike, the next two were balls. The fourth pitch must have gotten away from the pitcher as it came down dead center, waist high. I could see Ashley's eyes go wide and shifting her weight to her back leg. A split-second later her bat sprung into motion and her hips snapped around. She connected with a line drive that hit the tip of the jumping second baseman's glove making it jump over the top of the extended right fielder's glove. The ball came to rest at the right field fence. The center fielder chased it down and hit the second base cut-off man, who rapidly wheeled and threw slightly off balance. The on-base runner easily scored. Ashley came around third hell bent for leather with her coach's rapidly whirling arm waving her through. She began her slide into home scattering the dirt just as the ball arrived on a bounce to the catcher who had to stand to snare it. No time to bend and tag, safe! Ashley's team poured from the dugout and surrounded her, jumping up and down and screaming. Veronica had stood up and began applauding on Ashley's contact with the ball, the score book on the ground in front of her. After the team settled down, and as the coach finished her debriefing, Katrina walked over to the field gate and waited for Ashley. As she came out Katrina gave her a hug and they high fived. "Everyone, this is my sister, Katrina," Ashley announced to anyone who was listening. Ashley was still beside herself as she and Katrina walked toward us. She hugged Veronica then me, and asked, "Did you see that! Did you see that?" "Yes, Ashley and we're proud of you." As the four of us walked to the parking lot, Ashley continued to bounce. "I'm going to take your Mother to get her car, then we'll be home. Get a shower and we're going out to eat. You should be dried off by the time we get there. Again Ashley, truly a great at bat," I said. I followed Veronica home and as we walked in the house I remembered to tell her that Gwen from the country club catering group was coming by Friday at noon and if she couldn't make it I would. "We'll talk about it again Thursday," she said. Both girls came down the stairs together, short skirts, polo tops, low heel slides, damp hair. "Ready," I asked. "Yes, but we missed you in the shower Dad," said Katrina. "Let's take two cars, we can bring more back. Veronica, take the Lexus and I'll drive Katrina's." "I'll go with Mom," said Katrina. "Let's go then, we'll meet at Yong Kwan," I said. When Katrina got in with Veronica, I raised my eyebrows. As Katrina moved to the center of the seat and she pulled her skirt up to her waist. Ashley did the same as she got in with me. "Pussy shows tonight?" I asked. "Something like that." Ashley replied. I moved my hand to the inside of Ashley's thigh against her panties. "Good, Dad, right there for now," she said. As we drove to the restaurant we talked about the game and her great finish. She said that her coach told her that there was an even chance that she would be put out but since the hit was so solid to go for it. "Mary Claire was on deck and hadn't been doing well today so she really didn't want to leave me on third base, with the potential third out at bat and the game still tied. So she took the chance and it paid off." "It was a nice hit, sweetheart. I'm very proud of you and your warm pussy feels nice," I said. "Can I ride back home with you too," she asked. "I don't know why not," I said as we followed Veronica and Katrina into the parking lot. # As Katrina moved next to Veronica and fastened the center seat belt she asked, "Mom, would you help me with something?" "Of course, with anything I can," she replied as she moved her fingers up and down the inside of Katrina's left thigh. "With what do you need help?" "Ashley really knows how to make love to me. I think I'm learning to reciprocate in a way that pleases her as she pleases me," she said hesitantly. "But?" asked Veronica. "But, I really want to learn how to lick and orally stimulate her to an orgasm. I haven't been able to do that successfully. I think I'm frustrating her. Please, will you help me?" "I'd love too, sweetheart. I've been wondering what you taste like. When did you have in mind?" "Well, maybe we can hang back at my house and after Dad and Ashley leave. We can use my bed for a lesson. I'll bet it won't take long, I'm a good learner." "Sweetheart, I'll teach you so well that you'll want refresher courses from me just for pleasure, for us both," said Veronica as she pushed the edge of her hand against Katrina's pussy. "My desire is for you to be a magnificent dynamic lover." "Scott's right behind us, I'm hungry. Let's eat and have desert later, OK?" # We pulled into adjacent parking spaces and all walked together into the restaurant. Dinner conversation was all about the today's games and the prospect of tomorrow's. After both girls left for the bathroom, Veronica pulled me close to her and she whispered, "Katrina and I are going to come up with a lame excuse to stay awhile at your house. She wants some help with oral sex. She feels she's leaving Ashley frustrated." "Well, there couldn't be a better student-teacher combination, could there?" She smiled, "I hope not. I love you handsome, from the depths of my heart." I paid the check and we resumed the same pairings on the way to my house. "Dad, I hope that if Katrina and I wind up playing against each other that you'll cheer for us equally. I know that's a lot to ask, but could you try?" "Of course, sweetheart, the prospect of both your teams making the finals is exciting. So is the inside of your thigh," I said. We walked thru my house, cleaned the few remaining perishables out of the fridge, gathered up my printer and computer. I just remembered the trunk-full at home as I began carting my clothes to Katrina's car and then started on moving her clothes to Veronica's car. We'd pretty much filled my car and I was ready to leave. Ashley returned to Katrina's room and told them we were leaving. Veronica came to the front of the house, kissed us both, and said, "We'll be right behind you." "Want us to wait," I asked with a wink. "No, she has some laundry and folding to do. I'll help her. Go ahead," Veronica smiled with a gleam in her eye. I knew my future wife was excited to be teaching the young woman who she now considered her daughter. Veronica's interest in having Katrina as a lover was not a secret she kept from me. I also knew from her behavior and looks that my daughter held a deep desire to make love to Veronica. I could not believe how hard my heart was thumping in my chest. While I was aroused sexually, I also felt strong love and happiness for both Veronica and Katrina. As we got in her car and as Ashley slid against me she said, "They're going to make out. Why didn't she just say that?" "Yes, they are. Ask them why when they get home," I said. "Mom's a good lover isn't she?" "The best." When Ashley and I got home we carted clothes to the appropriate closets, put the computer and printer in the living room and got the laptops out of my trunk and set them alongside. Ashley said her butt and legs hurt. "I think I scraped my leg when I slid, it burned a bit in the shower and Katrina told me not to be a baby. Now my legs feel tight, can you give decent massages?" "Hmmm, I can try," I said. "Bed or couch," she asked. "Bed's higher, probably be better for me. Let's go upstairs." We went into the spare bedroom. Ashley stepped out of her shoes and took off her skirt and lay face-down on the bed. I kicked off my shoes and sat next to her and began at her right foot and worked my way up to mid-thigh. The moved to the left foot and stopped at a nasty inch and half scrape on her left outer thigh. It looked a little raw with some blood still oozing in two small places. "Don't go away, I'm gonna put some antibiotic on that, it's still a bit open," "Turn on your side, sweetheart," I said and with a piece of gauze applied a thin coating. "Hmmm, stay on your back for a few minutes and I'll do the fronts of your thighs. Wait, stand up and let's pull the spread and blanket down, I don't want to get that ointment on them." "My calves feel better already, nice work Dad," Ashley said as she lay down on her back. "Stay close to the side sweetheart," I said as I bent to work on her upper thighs. Her muscles were tight, I suggested we go to the hot tub and I'd work on her in the warm water. "We don't need suits do we?" she asked. "If you don't, I don't," I said. She got up and put her hand on my erection as she walked by to the bathroom to get towels. She came out carrying towels and her thong, and wiggled her bare ass at me as she left to go to her room. "I'll be nude when I come out. Will you be too?" I walked into our bedroom took off my clothes, wrapped a towel around my waist and true to her statement there was the beautiful, nude Ashley, one hand on her cocked hip, the other holding the towels. Hand in hand we walked down the half spiral staircase and out to the tub. As we stepped outside I reminded myself to make sure that any house we buy has plenty of privacy like this one, and a hot tub too. As I was taking the cover off, the ever shy Ashley pulled my towel off. She stood with the towel in her hand looking me up and down, my dick sticking straight out. "I certainly know what Mom sees in you. You are a very sexy, very desirable man. Not only that, but you are an easy man to love." "Thank you, come here," I said as I extended my arms. She walked to me, melted into the front of me, erect nipples, slightly spread her legs so my dick went between her legs. As she wrapped her arms around me I dropped my hands to her delightful tight ass and began massaging her youthful cheeks. "Hot tub, remember Dad." I released her, punched the start button and we stepped into the tub. "Sit across from me, slide down a bit and put your foot against my chest. Where were we? Upper thigh was it?" She did as instructed and I began kneading her right thigh with both hands, as I moved my hands up her thigh, she said, "Any higher and you'll be at my pussy. I'd like that." "Not yet, we have to attend to the other leg first." She sighed as I moved to the left leg. I began at the knee and didn't massage the outside of her lower thigh at all because of the scrape but simply held my hand against it as I kneaded the inside and top. As I moved up her leg I felt wet hair against my finger tips. "Ohh, yes, you're there, you're there, touch more," she said. "Ashley you have such delightful breasts that I hate to ignore them, come over here, sit on my lap with your back against me." "And where will your wonderful cock be? Inside me?" she demurely asked. "No, not tonight, soon, but not tonight," I said. She was tempting, very tempting and willing, but I wanted an unquestionable approval and encouragement from Veronica. I wasn't going to mess things up with the woman who held my heart captive. "I'll take that answer," she said as she stepped toward me, turned and sat down. She reached between her legs and snuggled my dick up against her crack and held the head with her finger tips. I moved both arms around her enough to have a delightful firm breast in each hand. After five quiet minutes of my caressing her succulent breasts and her playing with the head of my dick, I asked her to turn so her side was against me. "Why?" "Because I want to kiss you. Your lips are so much more enjoyable than your ears." She opened her mouth and turned toward me. Our lips and tongues met as I began to lightly pinch her enlarged nipples. She took her hand off the back of my head, and pulled my hand down to her pussy. "Please play with me," she pleaded in a whisper. I began by spreading her labia just enough to move a finger up and down her slit, occasionally touching her asshole and moving back up to her clit. At the beginning and end of each stroke she would shiver just a bit and push her tongue deeper into my mouth. The taste of her breath in my mouth changed as she became more aroused. I moved my fingers down just a bit, keeping my thumb on her clit and began pushing a finger into her vagina, at that point her breathing increased even more, as I was doing this I moved my index finger to her asshole and maintained pressure. She pulled her head back, and said "O God Scott, have mercy, put two fingers in and fuck me, fuck me." I took the pressure finger off her asshole and began to slowly push both fingers into her vagina, then slowly pulled back and reinserted them a little deeper. After about eight times, she put her hand on top of mine and pushed me all the way in. She then started cumming, pulled her mouth away from mine, taking deep breaths and loudly moaning. "Oh, good, wonderful, good, ummm, stop it's too sensitive, don't take your fingers out, just stop moving them, oh you're amazing." And she collapsed against my chest. "Mom is so lucky," she quietly whispered as her head nestled into my neck. It was now silent, the pump had cycled off as we held each other and I listened to her breathing returning to normal. Any Chance We Could Ch. 15 "Oh, Dad, that was wonderful, can I play with you now?" she asked. "Yes, but I don't want to cum in the tub, let's get out and I'll sit in that chair." We moved over to the chair next to the table. Ashley threw a folded towel down on the deck, knelt on it and pushed my legs apart. My erection pointed right at her face. She wrapped her hands around my cock and slowly masturbated me as I leaned further back into the chair. As I got closer I asked "What are you going to do when I cum?" "Hmm, I want a taste and then I don't know. You're the first man I've touched." "Your touch is nice Ashley. Use your finger tips right at the base of my head. Yes, right there," I groaned. "What's that drop on the end?" she asked. "Pre-cum, rub your thumb through it and see," I said. "Ooh, it's slick!" she exclaimed. "Getting close?" she asked. "Yes, now!" and I started spurting semen, the first shot hit her forehead, she opened her mouth and aimed me so the second shot hit her squarely in her mouth and the next two landed on her neck and chest between her breasts. She closed her mouth and kind of pushed it around with her tongue, and holding it she asked, "Do I swallow it or spit it out? It's kind of warm and salty. Will it hurt me if I swallow?" "Personal preference, try swallowing, many don't like to waste a mouthful by spitting it out." I reached a finger to her forehead and scooped part of the blob up with my finger tip and brought it to my mouth, sucked it clean and swallowed. She swallowed, gagged a bit, but took it all down. "That was good, next time can I have it all in my mouth?" "Absolutely if that's what you want. Don't you swallow when you lick Katrina and your Mom?" "Yes, and it always tastes good. I've never tried semen before. Now I know. Thanks. I definitely want to do it again." "You are becoming a vivacious vixen like your mother. Let's go get dried off and cleaned up a bit. Veronica and Katrina should be home shortly and I sure we'll all sleep well tonight." "I like your battery pack, can I lick? "Just a bit or you're going to have to deal with me again," I said. "You really feel good on my tongue." "As does your tongue on me Ashley. Let's get dried off." As we were walking through the living room to the stairs, Veronica and Katrina walked in. Veronica looked at both of us and smiled "Let me guess. Hot tub, you probably gave Ashley an orgasm. If that's semen on your chest Ashley you masturbated Scott to one too. All in all a good time was had by all. What were you doing Scott, marking her as your territory? Katrina will fill Ashley in on what we did. Probably involving an oral presentation. Scott get some clothes on and let's empty the car before I throw you on the floor and take advantage of you right here." "Wow, he marked me, I like that. Katrina has he 'marked' you yet? asked Ashley wide-eyed. "Kind of, accidentally, but I'd like him to do it on purpose. To all of us!" As Veronica moved to kiss me Katrina complained, "But he's soft, Mom." "A minor distraction, easily handled, sweetheart, sometime I'll show you. You get some clothes on too Ashley. The sooner we get the car emptied the sooner we can get started." "Started?" asked Ashley. "Lovemaking with our life partners," said Veronica. The two girls looked at each other as what Veronica said fully registered in their minds. A smile quickly crossed both their faces. Their eyes brightened as they moistened. As they hugged and kissed with passion Veronica continued, "We can see it. You two have much to talk about, but right now we have work to do." Ashley and I went upstairs to put on shoes, shorts and in Ashley's case a tee shirt and got back downstairs just as Veronica and Katrina were bringing in their first load. "Hi, Dad, did she taste good?" asked Katrina as she breezed by. The next time our paths crossed, I said, "Didn't get a chance, but she says I do." "That's what Veronica says about both of you," she flipped back. The next passing she said, "You can taste mine if I can taste yours again." "Deal! I think the car's empty." "Come on, handsome, we have some things to discuss that will probably be best done without the benefit of clothing," said Veronica. "Ooh, can we watch?" asked Katrina. "Not this time," replied Veronica. I checked the tub, the lights, the locks and went upstairs just in time to see Veronica take off her bra and thumb down her panties. "I thought you had hose on when we left for dinner?" I asked. "I did, but they were in the way, now they're next to Katrina's bed at your house." "Oh." "Come snuggle me and tell me about the cum on Ashley's chest and was there also some in her eyebrow?" said Veronica. "Well, on the way to and from my house Ashley was her usually flirty self, skirt up, legs apart making me rub her thigh. When you stayed behind she asked if you two were going to make out. On the way home she began commenting on her sore legs and butt and asked if I could massage her. We started on the bed in the spare bedroom, but I suggested that we get into the hot tub. The hot water could probably do a better job than I was." "She was nude, carrying her towel. Modest me, I had mine wrapped around my waist, which at the first opportunity she yanked off." Veronica laughed at what her daughter had done. With a gleam in her eye my beloved noted, "You're getting hard Scott, erotic memory and hope of more in the future?" Her hand lightly stroked my growing manhood. "Yes." "We got in the hot tub. I had her sit across from me with her foot on my chest as I massaged her legs. She then moved over and sat on my lap," I continued. "With your marvelous cock in her?" "No, I caressed her breasts and asked her to turn sideways to kiss her." I paused as I noticed Veronica nod as if she was pleased that I didn't take her daughter earlier. Yet I had a mixed message as her question seemed to give me a green light as well. After a momentary pause, I continued, "As I was kissing her she moved my hand down to her pussy and asked me to play with her. I was very obliging and I did, and brought her to an orgasm with my fingers. She has a sensitive asshole," I paused again. "I know, go on." "She began stroking me and I didn't want to cum in the tub so we got out and walked over to the chair. She knelt in from of me and continued to stroke me." "With her hand or her mouth?" "Hand. I asked her what she wanted to do when I came. She wanted to taste it. I told her when I was just about to come and I guess her aim was off. Beginner, you know. The first shot hit her in the forehead, the second in her open mouth and the rest on her neck and chest." "Did she swallow? All of it?" "With some encouragement and assurance that it wouldn't hurt her, yes. Then she licked the little bit that was left on my dick, but didn't put me in her mouth." "Would you have liked her too?" "Of course." "Like this?" Veronica asked as she bent down and took my solid erection into her mouth. "Yes, swing your pussy around here and let me pleasure you." I said. We mutually enjoyed each other for not long enough and came together. Veronica turned around and lay against my side, opened her mouth as said "Want some?" Without responding I opened mine to kiss her and to share my semen. "Now tell me about your 'making out' with our daughter and your oral communications class," I asked as my hand rubbed her facial cheek. "Katrina said she thought she was frustrating Ashley because she couldn't get her to cum orally. She could with her fingers, but not just her lips and tongue. Ashley tried to help her to no avail so Ashley told her to ask me. I'm certainly no expert, with only Carol and Ashley as lovers, but I've wanted to taste Katrina since she sucked my nipples that Saturday at the pool." "We went up to her bed and we both took off just our skirts and panties, in my case hose as well. She wanted us to bare our breasts, but I suggested that we concentrate on just the pussy, there would be plenty of time and opportunity for the rest later." I had her lay back on the bed with her ass at the edge, then spread her legs and put her feet on the bed. I began teasing the inside of her thighs and just barely touching her pubic hair. I put my finger in her slit and stoked it up and down a few times then leaned closer, spread her labia with my thumbs and very lightly blew on her clit. She almost came then. "I backed off and began licking and kissing the insides of her thighs and again spread her labia and began licking her, from her vagina to her clit. She was very wet at that point and tasted very sweet with a very light musky smell. I put my tongue on her asshole several times She is as sensitive there as Ashley, and I inserted my tongue into her vagina several times, not very deeply. I then moved up to her clit and began sucking and vibrating my tongue on it. At that point she grasped my head between her thighs in a death grip and came so hard I thought she was going to pass out. "I stood and leaned over her and began kissing her and she me. She began to lick my chin and nose to enjoy her own juices. After she calmed down, I asked if she wanted to show me what she had learned." "Did she show you? Had you taught her well?" I asked as my imagination tried to picture the scene she was painting with her words. She giggled, "Better than I hoped. She had said she was a good learner. She gets an A with a lot of plusses for paying attention. "I then took her place and she began pretty much the same way ...put her hand between my legs... except that she laid her hand on my mound and initially used her thumb to spread my lips and caress my slit. She spent a good deal of time on the insides of my thighs, oh that felt good. She licked my slit for a bit, rimmed both my vagina and my asshole, then moved back up to my clit. She lapped it with the flat of her tongue then when it was fully exposed, blew on it, took it in her mouth and gently held me in with her teeth. ...Feel free to rub my clit, handsome. Ooh, just like that... She let go of my clit and went back to my asshole and pressured it with the tip of her tongue, then a long slow lick back to my clit. I came, boy did I cum, as I was cumming she pushed my legs apart to free her head and went to my vagina and began sucking my juices, second orgasm. Then as she stood to lean over and kiss me, two fingers in my cunt, a third orgasm. After that we did some talking about various ideas. When we pulled into the garage I took another taste of her so that you could taste her when I kissed you. Did you notice?" "I haven't tasted her yet, but your kiss tasted good," I said. I nodded as my hand moved vigorously over her clit and pussy. "Oooh my, I had another just now. God that feels good!" Just as Veronica was coming down, Ashley came in, knelt on the bed with a bright smile across her face. "Thanks, Mom, Katrina had to scrape me off the ceiling with the orgasms she just gave me. Ooh, did I just interrupt something?" as she looked at my hand on her Mom's pussy. "No, just finished, thanks." "My God Scott, Dad, you're as hard as a rock," as she grasped my dick. She kept her hand around it as she leaned across me to kiss Veronica, as she broke the kiss, she said "Umm, you taste like Dad. And I'll bet you taste like Mom." She kissed me and said "You do. You do!" She let go of me and headed out of the room, back to her's and Katrina's. Before exiting, as she got to the door, she turned around, "Also Mom, thanks for using the 'life partner' statement. Katrina and I are going to talk about how you described us. Good night you two. Love you both." Any Chance We Could Ch. 16 This is work in progress, more chapters are complete and will be submitted at regular intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone so if you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Love those red 'H's. Wednesday, October 8. Breakfast was the usual erotic start to my day, Katrina came down in shorts and a bra, Ashley drifted in wearing just panties, and my love came down in a bra, panties, thigh highs and heels still brushing her hair. I was kissed by each as they walked in and began my morning with an ass squeeze of each. Ashley told us that they would both be playing two games today, the first at four and the second at six. The short break would allow a little time to get some epicurean delights from the association snack bar. The schedule would be the same for Thursday with only four o'clock games on Friday for the top four places. I asked my scantily clad group of ladies if they wanted to go to the country club on Friday, hopefully to celebrate softball victories and suggested that we invite Emerson and Hazel and their daughter Kim to join us. Veronica said that was a good idea, she'd like to meet Hazel and Kim. "I haven't seen Kim for at least a year, maybe longer. She's a junior at Western University, lives in an apartment off campus, and played softball in high school. I think she still does in college," Katrina said. I fixed eggs and toast for Ashley and Katrina, Veronica and I ate cereal and after we finished I followed those magnificent asses up the stairs. Katrina and Ashley came into our bedroom to kiss us goodbye and left in a flurry. "Dressy, Friday?" asked Veronica. "Be sure to tell Emerson so he can let Hazel and Kim know." "OK, I'll tell him. Lunch today?" "Maybe, call me at eleven, I may have a showing, but I'll know by then." We finished dressing, embraced, and walked to our cars. " I love you," I said. "I love you too, handsome, so very much" said Veronica. I almost forgot to call Veronica at eleven, had to put a call with Venezuela on hold while I did. She did have a showing scheduled for eleven thirty and said she would see me at three and would I pick her up. Our house is on the way from her office to the association fields, so she instructed me to meet her there instead of the office. I told Emerson about the dress plans for Friday to pass on to Kim and Hazel. "Don't they have music on Fridays?" he asked. I replied that they do and that we usually danced. "I'll pass it that, I know Kim will get 'dressy' but I don't have any idea about Hazel, she hasn't worn a dress for any occasion for the last couple of years. She says they make her look fat. I disagree, but..." "You'll wear a tux, I assume?" he asked. "Yes, Veronica likes the way I look in one." I got home about two forty-five and changed into khaki's and a polo, grabbed jackets for both of us and was walking back to my car when Veronica pulled in. "Want to change before we go?" I asked. "No, I'm comfortable," she replied. When she got in the car with the usual show of her incredible legs, she turned slightly and opened her legs a bit to invite me to caress the bare skin above her thigh highs. Since her skirt was fuller than she usually wears it was easy to turn us both on. On the way to the fields she remarked, "I've been looking at the MLS for the last few days in search of our dream house and there just are not any on the market now. The few that were on the market sold in August before school started. I was right about the prices, all that mostly fit our list were above one point five mil. It also occurred to me that you could use that room off the front hall as an office." "What room off the front hall?" I asked. "It's to the left of the stairs, I guess the doors haven't been open during the last three weeks and since I don't use it I never thought about it. The louvered double doors make it look like a closest so you would'nt have noticed it. It used to be a study, then the previous owner used it as a craft and sewing room. Let's look when we get back and if you can use it, we'll clean it out Sunday." she replied. "About the house, just keep an eye out and as soon as I get someone in to clean mine we'll list it. The prices aren't out of line with my expectations and we can certainly fit in your house, your bed is more than adequate. What furniture I have that we don't want to move to your house can go into storage until we move into another house. Maybe some evening or next week after school I'll take Katrina and see what she wants or needs moved. I don't think she needs any furniture." "My bed is only adequate?" she said as she punched me in the arm. "Ow. No I meant only the bed, not the occupant, lover. If we keep having visitors we may want to consider getting the largest special order bed possible. Now open your legs and let me caress your thighs higher. Please." I pled. "I know what you meant. I'm just giving you a hard time that's all. The house thoughts sound like the beginnings of a plan. I like the idea of getting a very large bed," she replied. When we got to the fields we checked the bulletin board for field assignments, Ashley was on two and Katrina on seven. We walked to two and I set up her chair at the home side where we waved at Ashley and her teammates. When her coach walked over to Veronica with the lineup card, I shook her hand and told her what a good job she was and had been doing all season. "Ashley had an incredible hit yesterday and she tells me that you two are engaged. Best wishes to you both," she said. "We are, and thanks," replied Veronica. I could see a bit of seven down the walkway and kissed Veronica and said, "See you at the longest game." I climbed onto the home bleachers and was greeted with smiles and new congratulations from those I hadn't seen yesterday. I caught Katrina's eye and waved, she smiled and returned it. The first four innings were pretty much uneventful each team stranded a runner in each inning. It was a real pitching duel with called and swinging Ks. In the top of five, the away team got a runner to first who was able to steal second and then third on two successive passed balls. The batter hit a very slow rolling grounder to Katrina who didn't charge hard enough to get it to the catcher in time. Not an error just poor execution. The next two batters were not able to advance the runner, so going into the bottom the opponents were up one. Katrina's team got several balls into the infield but all the runners were thrown out. In the sixth neither team got runners on the bases. In the top of the seventh, the away team got a solo homer off a pitch that got away and they led by two. Katrina was in the hole as the inning began. Our first batter hit a screamer to the shortstop who knocked it down but was unable to get it to first on time. The runner on first was able to get to second on a wild pitch, and with a three and one count the batter hit one by the second baseman, but the centerfielder was playing in enough that the runners were held at first and third. Katrina was up, and in retrospect I don't know why the other coach didn't pull their obviously tired pitcher. She laid a fat pitch down the middle and Katrina just creamed it. Hit the top of the fence in left field and bounced over. The left fielder raised both arms and it was a walk off home run. Katrina ran the bases at somewhat less than full speed as the team was waiting for her at home plate. Almost a repeat of Ashley's performance yesterday. After the coach met with the team, the ladies took their gear to five and Katrina joined me with a huge smile plastered on her face. She threw her arms around me and I kissed her on her check and she returned one on mine. "Sweetheart that was an outstanding hit." "Yeah, well it was a shitty pitch, but who's going to say that," she replied. "Want to get something to eat and drink, it's only five, we have an hour. Maybe Ashley's still playing." The snack stand was across from four which was adjacent to two (imagine that). Before we stopped I looked at the scoreboard it was in the fifth inning and Ashley's team was batting. The score was three for the away team and ten for the home team. "Let's go over there first," said Katrina. As we approached Veronica, I could see Ashley on deck with a man on base. The batter hit a nice single that dropped right over the lethargic second baseman's head. Two on. Ashley stepped into the box as Katrina leaned down and kissed Veronica's cheek and said "Hi Mom." Veronica didn't react until the pitch was called a ball, marked her pad then turned to accept my kiss on her lips. The second pitch was also a ball as was the third. The next pitch seemed to have a bit of velocity to it but it was right in the middle of the strike zone and Ashley slammed it down the first base line, fair all the way to the fence. The right fielder had a good arm and Ashley was held at third with the two runners easily scoring. The next batter hit a solid single, Ashley scored and the game was over with the ten run rule. After a short team meeting Ashley came to join us. Katrina congratulated her on her at bat, as did Veronica and I. As we walked over to the snack shack, Ashley recounted her three hits and commented that the other team appeared to not have shown up today. Ashley asked how Katrina's team had done and I said they'd won three to two. As we stood in line several of Katrina's teammates high-fived her and said "Nice job!" Veronica asked, "I gather that you had a good game sweetheart, what happened?" Beverly, one of Katrina's teammates turned and said "What happened? Didn't she tell you? An over the fence homer with two on, that's what. Those three runs are hers!" Veronica hugged Katrina and asked, "Why didn't either of you say something?" "I was waiting for her to," I replied. "I got lucky, it was a shitty pitch and I connected," said Katrina. Beverly remarked, "Oh sure, give the credit to the pitcher. You hit the hell out of that ball. You heard coach give you the credit. Don't be so modest, that was a great hit, at the right time." "Thanks, Bev, I appreciate that," said Katrina. Katrina then leaned over to Ashley and whispered in her ear, "Celebration tonight sis." "Bev, this is my sister Ashley, Ashley this is Bev Johnson." They said Hi, then Bev asked, "Sister, I thought you were any only child?" "I was until Veronica and my Dad decided to get married. Ashley is Veronica's daughter." "Oh." said Bev, "You're Veronica. Mom and I are coming to your house Saturday. Nice to meet you," as they shook hands. "Wow, is that your engagement ring? It's absolutely gorgeous." "Thanks." said Veronica. "I'm looking forward to meeting your Mom Saturday." We had progressed to the window and took our food and drink order to an adjacent bleacher to eat. Several teammates and parents joined us and by the time we broke to go to the next game, there were at least twenty people. Katrina's friends and their parents were quite appreciative of her game performance. "It's getting cool, isn't is handsome? asked Veronica. "That's why I brought jackets," I said. "How sweet. I guess they're still in the car? I'll walk with you." We walked hand in hand to the car. She took off her lightweight suit jacket and put on the heavier jacket I had brought. As I held it for her to put on, she turned and deeply kissed me, saying "A taste of what you'll get later, handsome. Not too stylish with this skirt and heels, but it's a lot warmer." We walked back, her arm through mine, talked a bit about the move, and I dropped her at two and headed down to five. Both the girl's teams were away this time. Katrina's team seemed to be under matched to the team they were playing, reminding me of the game that Ashley had just played. The final score was six zip and ended in an hour. Katrina and I walked to two and stood behind Veronica. "Did you win?" she asked. "Any over the fence home runs?" "No, Mom, but I got three hits, scored twice, nothing special, and no errors at second." "How's sis doin', I see they're ahead by one in the top fifth" asked Katrina. Referring to her score book, Veronica said, "She has two base hits, three RBIs, no Ks and no errors, good so far." The score held through the top of the seventh when they scored two more, which was a good thing, because the other team scored two in the bottom of the seventh. "Excellent games, girls, you both have three wins, you should be in good shape for bracket play tomorrow and Friday, see you both at home, love you both," I said. On the drive home, Veronica and I praised our girls to each other, and I generally had my hand against her crotch the whole time. We pulled in the driveway and had driven into the garage when they arrived. As soon as we stepped into the house, Ashley said, "You two have been diddling haven't you? Look at Dad's battery pack." "Join us in the shower, Dad don't let that go to waste," added Katrina. "I'd love to but I've got a voice message on my phone that I need to look into," I said. "Will I do as a substitute?" asked Veronica. "Absolutely, Mom!" they both said in unison. "If we're still in when you get done with that piece of business, join us," Veronica suggested. That piece of 'business' took almost an hour of conversation. It was an exploratory call. How promising it would be wouldn't be known until the first formal meeting. As I continued to listen and run some numbers through my head, Veronica appeared in front of me in her robe. As I looked up, she opened it and "Want it now?" I shook my head in the affirmative. She knelt in front of me pulled my shoes and socks off, undid my belt and pulled my pants down. I raised my butt so she could get my underwear off as well. I ended the call with "If you still want to discuss this further, call me in the morning. I have a domestic situation I need to handle right now. Thanks again, good night," and disconnected. "You have the most gorgeous breasts and nipples in the whole world, bar none," I said as I stood and put my arms under her robe and she melted into me. She broke the embrace, squeezed my ass and took my hand and began to lead me upstairs. Ashley and Katrina were coming down, wearing only sleep shirts and said "Play nice." "I'm going to shower. Meet you between the sheets." "Handsome you should have showered with the girls, that was fun!" grinned Veronica. I showered and walked into the bedroom. The overhead light and the bedside lights were off and Veronica was lying on her side, her back to my side of the bed. I climbed into bed and spooned her. "Ummm. you're warm" she said as she turned over and pulled me to her mouth. "Love me, gently, please." I began to make very gentle, slow love to Veronica, and after a pleasantly long time we did what we seem to do best, came together. "I love you so much handsome." "And I love you, sweet love." Amazingly enough, no night visitors. They must have been tired from the games or wore each other out celebrating. Any Chance We Could Ch. 17 This is work in progress, more chapters are complete and will be submitted at regular intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone so if you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Love those red 'H's. Thursday, October 8. Breakfast was the usual treat, for this morning's show both Katrina and Ashley were wearing sheer bras, and compression pants and high heeled sandals. "Playboy is back I assume?" I asked as they kissed me. I returned the kiss along with a quick gentle caress of a breast. Veronica came in wearing a suit skirt, hose and heels. She sat on my lap with her arms around me and passionately kissed me good morning in front of the girls. I squeezed her bare breasts and lightly pinched each nipple. "I love cuddling against you as we sleep. I would miss you if you weren't there to hold," she said. Katrina asked "If we came down topless would you do that to our breasts?" "Absolutely," I replied. "I would too," said Veronica. "Oooh," they both reacted. "Today's the big day. Are you both ready?" I asked as they got up. Wiggling their asses at me said "Yep," as they headed for the stairs. "Lover, do have to leave right away or do you have a few minutes?" I asked. "Ooh, a quickie?" "Sure, but I really want to look at the mystery room," I said. Veronica stood and took my hand and we walked across the hall to the closed doors at the end of the entryway. She was right that the double louver doors gave me the impression that it was a closet of some sort. Before she opened it she said, "Stick your head in and make sure the drapes are pulled and that nothing has died in there." I did, "It smells a bit musty, like an attic and the drapes are pulled." My topless fiancée and I walked in and I surveyed the room. It was a nice size, with built-in maple shelves flanking a stone fireplace along the far right wall that backed onto the garage. I noticed a large work table, probably two dozen miscellaneous books on the shelves along with a few other knickknacks on the shelves. One the left and back walls were several electrical outlets and double phone jacks. The wooden floor looked to be made of some old rescued oak planks. I also noticed a disk in the center of floor that I suspected held electrical outlets. Across the ceiling ran two large beams, probably more decorative than structural I thought. As I opened the drapes on the far side of the room light flooded the room. Veronica covered her breasts with her arms then realized that we were surrounded by woods. The light was not great because the window was undersized. The room had serious possibilities as a home office or den. It was as if someone had given a significant thought to the room. "Why don't you use this room?" I asked as I walked around the room. "Didn't really need it, Ashley's bedroom is large enough that her study space is there. I didn't have any hobbies, that is, until you. Now I can hobby you in my, our, bed. Can you put your computer in here and begin using this for your home office and picture hobby?" As I checked out the wood fireplace I replied, "I think it'll be more than fine, I'll get a mover tomorrow to bring my desk, credenza and TV over and get them to put the boxes and the table in the garage basement while they're here, If that's fine with you." "It's more than fine. Maybe some rainy day we'll, Ashley and I, go through those boxes and probably pitch most of whatever's in them. Some of them look like they haven't been opened since my ex and I moved apart. Didn't see any need to look in them after he died. Besides, the bonus is that you can be here almost all of the time. No more need to run to your house to do some work. I like the thought of that," Veronica said. I looked out the window and noticed the pool to the left. The room had a lovely view over the rolling hills below. "Hmm, let me bounce this off you. Rather than getting a new house, we could upgrade and expand your house. I wonder how easy it would be to get the pool heated. We could get a high end hot tub with molded seats and jets. The hot tub could even have some type of seasonal roof and wall system so we could use it year-round. We could expand your double garage to hold four cars and put a studio on top of the expanded garage. The two louver doors need to go, and if we expand this wall outward. With a large picture window this room would be much better. We can look at doing things with the kitchen, the bedroom and other areas too. Why not just stay here?" I mused out loud. As I said that I moved behind Veronica, softly cupped her breasts and pushed my batteries against her ass. She sighed, and turned her head enough to kiss me. "I'm going to be happy wherever you are. I'm happy to take a new look at this house. Let's dream and see what an architect says is possible. I would love for you to hold me longer but I've got an appointment that I'm just going to make. Lunch?" "Yes." I reluctantly released her and we started up the steps together. We both finished dressing and left. As soon as I got to my office and handled a few calls I asked Grace to make the moving arrangements for tomorrow morning and check my calendar to make sure I could be in only a few hours in the afternoon. I needed to talk to Emerson about last night's call. Until Grace reminded me I forgot he was in Chicago visiting with a major client and wouldn't be driving back until late Friday morning. Grace reminded me with a minute to spare that I needed to leave for lunch with Veronica. I walked into her office, spoke to the staff that was there and we walked to a near-by deli for a sandwich and a great local Root Beer. We talked about the move, and I asked if she wanted to go to my house after the game and help pack the desk and credenza. "Sure, handsome, will we have time to fool around?" she asked. "We'll make it," I replied, "I'm not going to the office until after lunch tomorrow, so if you can, stay home with me we'll have a lot of time to fool around after the movers leave. They're supposed to be at my house at eight o'clock and are supposed to drop off some empty boxes at your house this afternoon." We finished and walked back to her office, embraced and kissed on the sidewalk and agreed to be at her house at three. I got there after Veronica. When I walked in she greeted me with a longing kiss. "I missed you this afternoon, Scott. The boxes were on the stoop and I dragged them into the hallway." She had changed into a pair of fitted slacks and a nice soft-looking sweater. She was wearing three inch heels and I assumed hose. "Let's take your car, I'll put these boxes in the back now and we can go directly to my house after the game," I suggested. After loading the flat boxes I put her chair and both our jackets in the car as well and we left. Veronica moved next to me. As I put my hand on her thigh I felt a garter clasp. I smiled at her. "You wonderful vixen, I think you're trying to be wanton. And you're succeeding!" The girls were on fields one and six for the first game and Ashley moved to two for the second. Both were visitors for the first game and both were home for the second. We chatted with several of Ashley's team parents before I made my way down to six, waved to Katrina and sat in the bleachers with a mom on either side. I suddenly realized that few dads were attending the games. They were making the same mistake I made, I mused, putting business and building their careers ahead of supporting their daughters. It was a mistake I regretted but was trying to redeem it by telling my daughter over and over how much I love her and that I'm proud of her. I basked in the inner warmth knowing that she had become a generous warm young woman with a warm heart, and that she did it without me being there as much as I should have been for her. At that moment I was filled with great pride in Katrina. The cheering mothers around me drew me back to the game. Our team was ahead by three after the first, six after two, eight after three, ten after four and in the bottom of the fifth, the game was called. I sat for a few minutes chatting with two moms while waiting for Katrina. When she came out she left her bag by the fence and we walked down to one to watch the end of that game. We found that Ashley's team was ahead by one in the bottom of the fourth. They held it due to sparkling defense, scored an insurance run in the seventh which they needed as the home team scored one in the bottom. Both Ashley and Katrina's teams had won four straight. While we were 'enjoying' our epicurean delights from the snack shack, we were again joined or became part of a large group of both team's players and parents. There was some good-natured ribbing about the next game on both sides. At five thirty both girls headed to their fields, both enjoying hugs from me and kisses from Veronica before leaving. I left my fiancée in her chair, her jacket draped over the back. It was warmer today than yesterday. After modestly kissing her I walked down to field six. The same two moms flanked me and we chatted before the first pitch. The other team exploded in the first, scoring four times with hits that were dropping in front of our outfielders. In the bottom of the first Katrina got a hit and was driven in for the only run. In the second inning our pitcher found her groove and while allowing two men on base they failed to move any across. In our second a fat pitch got creamed with one on and cleared the fence for two RBIs, giving us a three to four lead. With no more hits the inning ended Due to a third base error, they scored one in the third, but were held to that even though the bases were loaded with two outs when the catcher snared a ball fouled back with a great dive near the backstop. In the bottom of three, Katrina was the second batter and scored two RBIs with a hit and then crossed on an error. Two more got on base before a nicely executed double play ended the inning. I was getting tired just watching. In top four, the other team scored one run on a solo homer. Fortunately the next two batters flied out and the last batter was out on a cleanly caught liner to Katrina. In the bottom of the fourth, after two outs we scored two runs, again on a base hit and an error. The third out was a come-backer to the pitcher who nicely stopped it on the first bounce and fired to first base. With a six to seven score to open the fifth it was anyone's game. They loaded the bases, but the runner at third was forced out by a throw from the first baseman. Bases were still loaded and their heavy hitter was at bat. She popped to Katrina who caught it and alertly doubled-off the runner at second. Going into the bottom of five we needed some insurance runs. We had two runners on, one a hit, the other an error. The third batter popped to the first baseman and the runner on first had a brain freeze, left the base and was doubled off. The next batter hit a long high deep fly to left which was totally misjudged by the fielder allowing our runner on second to score and advancing to third herself when the throw missed the cut-off. The next batter slapped a ball that went past the pitcher and was misjudged by the second baseman who retrieved the ball too late to throw either runners out giving us two in for the inning. Our first batter got a solid single to mid left field. Then with Katrina in the hole, our best hitter was at bat. Though our best hitter she was usually an erratic batter at the plate. She hit one through the right side that landed fair and rolled into the corner. The right fielder was particularly fleet of foot and the batter scored a triple and a RBI. With one on, two out, our next batter hit a slow roller, the coach held the runner on third and the batter made it safely to first. Not very adroit fielding choices were made, but we were happy to take the results. Katrina was having a conference with her third base coach as Ashley and Veronica walked up. The moms next to me stood and stepped back a row for them to sit next to me. "Hi, Dad," said Ashley as Katrina walked to the box. A swinging strike, two balls low and inside, and another swinging strike. Then came a mistake that came in just above the knees, dead center and fast. Katrina picked it up as a straight fast ball, no drop and connected with every part of her body above the knees. The ball continued to rise as it left the infield and sailed over the top of the right field fence about three feet to the right of the leaping right fielder. A split second later and she might have had it. Katrina raised both arms and began running the bases. Our team had a home run, 3 RBIs and still only two outs. Ashley yelled, "Yeah, Katrina way to go!" Veronica hugged me with one arm and kissed my cheek. Katrina heard that and gave us a thumbs up as she walked back to the dugout, smiling broadly. The next batter was out on a bouncer to short who easily threw her out at first. We had the lead at thirteen to six for the home team going into the sixth. At the end of the inning the other team narrowed the score by two runs. In the bottom of the sixth our bats were silent as a new pitcher took the mound. She had some nice stuff, was able to move the ball around. Maybe the plate ump was related to her as she seemed to get all the marginal calls in her favor. Ashley said that they had won by a run and that if Katrina's team won this game they would play each other for the district championship. We just had to hold the lead in top seven. Though we allowed two more runs the final score was thirteen to ten. Ashley was bouncing around waiting for Katrina to come out the gate and when she did they hugged and bounced with their arms around each other as Ashley congratulated her and told her that she had won as well. Veronica and I both hugged Katrina as they both walked toward us. "Maybe the snack shack is on to something you've both won games after eating there'" I mused. "No, Dad," they both responded. "Coincidence!" We walked the girls to their cars, I kissed each as they got in. Veronica and I told them we were going to my house to pack my desk and credenza. "Have fun in the shower, too bad I can't be there," I smiled. "We'll wait," they replied, "Maybe." When we got to my house we hauled the boxes in and Veronica went to the bathroom and came back out without her slacks. "Wow," was all I could say to my fiancée now dressed in a sweater, garter belt, stockings and heels. By the movement of her breasts as she walked toward me, the bra was gone as well. "What's it going to be, handsome, pack those boxes or pack my box with your raging cock?" "Did I really hear an either or question there?" I asked as I was opening my belt, unzipping my fly and pushing my pants down and stepping out of them. "Come. Sit on the edge of the desk," I commanded in a playful tone while pushing the phone and some papers aside. She perched her magnificent ass on the edge of the desk top, reached down and pulled her V string aside and said "Put your round peg into this wet hole handsome." As I moved closer she wrapped one hand around my dick, aimed it and didn't miss. I slid into her gradually while she gave a very satisfied, "ummm" and as my pubic hair became entangled with hers she said "Oh, yes, that's so good." She put both arms around my neck and raised her legs and crossed her ankles behind my back, leaving just enough room for me to begin to slowly thrust in and pull out. I raised a hand to each breast. They felt fantastic through the soft, thin sweater as I palmed her very hard nipples and cupped her perfect breasts. "Oh, handsome, you feel so good, why didn't we do this this morning? Keep moving, harder, harder!" Veronica moaned as our tongues urgently explored each other's mouths. Our hands were moving rapidly all over each other. Soon she began taking shallow breaths and panting. I was feeling my balls churning. She sensed my state as her voice filled the house demanding "Now, now, fill me, now!" As soon as she cried out her command she too began to cum, pulling me hard against her with both her arms and her legs as my cum filled her. As our breathing was returning to normal and my legs stopped shaking. I lowered my hands down her back, cupped her ass and lifted her off the desk and moved backwards to the couch. As I started to sit, she released her legs and wound up straddling me as I settled into the cushion. I slid both hands under her sweater. She raised her arms, and I pulled it off. I took each hardened nipple in turn and gently sucked and nipped them. While I was still inside her I started to stir. "Again handsome? So soon?" "God yes," I replied. "Let's do this, please." She rose off me, stood in front of me, turned around bent a bit at the waist, as I slid forward to the edge of the couch, I licked her ass crack and asshole as she pulled the string aside. She shivered and reaching between her legs grabbed my cock and sat down on it, swiftly feeding it into her wet, warm vagina. She let go of my cock as her labia hit her hand, leaned back against me. She pulled my hands to her breasts before putting her hands on my thighs and slowly began to squat up and down on me. "Ooh, nice, very nice, pinch my nipples, gently, gently." She turned her head a bit, and said 'Nibble." I pulled her hair back and began to nibble her ear lobe, and lick her ear, "Oh, God, I going to cum again, nice, nice, ooh." Her breathing sped up I could see the pulse in her neck increase and she loudly moaned, and settled her ass down on my thighs. "I love you so much, so much Scott. I can't imagine being without you." "I love you too Veronica and I think we're pretty much stuck with one another." We sat for fifteen minutes with me having gotten soft inside her, but still inside her. "Do you need to cum again?" she asked, "Do you want me to suck you?" "I'll take you up on that when we get home, lover. Why don't you just curl up in the corner of the couch where I can look at you as I work on the other boxes." I went to get her a towel and brought in a warm wet wash cloth and began to clean her pussy. She took the cloth from me and gently wiped my dick. We passionately kissed for twenty to thirty seconds. When she released me, I half heartedly began to pack. After finishing the second box I sighed, "I can't do this now, I need to be in bed with you. I'll come back right after breakfast. They're not supposed to be here until nine. Let's go." Veronica smiled, extended her hand to be pulled up from the couch, returned my embrace before retrieving and putting on her sweater. She disappeared into the bathroom to get her dress pants and put them on as I was putting on mine. On the way home I enjoyed having her head on my shoulder as my hand lightly stroked up and down her mid thigh. When we got home we walked into the house with my arm around her waist. Without a word being spoken went directly up stairs hand in hand. As we passed the girls bedroom we both noticed it was quiet. As we entered ours, I asked, "Will you leave on the hose and heels?" "Of course," she teased, "providing..." "Providing?" "Providing you don't have anything on," she smiled. As I was laying on my back naked, cock pointing at the ceiling, waiting for Veronica to finish in the bathroom Katrina walked in. "Oh, am I interrupting something?" she asked knowingly. "You will be in a few minutes, but not at the moment. What can I do for you?" I asked. "Since Ashley and I are going to play against each other tomorrow, who will you cheer for?" Any Chance We Could Ch. 17 "I'll cheer for my daughters. They are the prettiest, most focused players, in other words for both of you, teams aside. I want you both to do well. Also I hope that in your hearts you will be cheering for each other even as you work hard to toss the other out." "Dad, you always manage to say just the right thing! I'll be cheering for Ashley." said Katrina. Veronica was leaning against her dresser listening. As Katrina responded Veronica sat on the edge of the bed wearing her garter belt, heels sans the v-string. She teasingly parted her legs so her pussy and hairy covering was open to Katrina's and my eyes. Katrina's eyes were fixed on Veronica's pussy showing as she asked, "Give me a kiss sweetheart," When Katrina raised her head, Veronica put her hand on the back of Katrina's neck and drew her. When short kiss ended she complemented Katrina, "Your kisses are always so sweet, Katrina, I love you. Are you on your way to bed?" "Yeah, Mom I came in to ask Dad who he was going to cheer for and said he both his daughters. Aren't you going to take off the stockings and heels?" she asked. "Remember you spent the night in my bed last week similarly dressed," I reminded her. "Oh, yeah, some great things happened to me that night," Katrina giggled. "Scott likes them, a lot as you just remembered," Veronica added as she leaned over and wrapped her hand around my erection. Katrina leaned over too and wrapped her hand around my cock, overlapping Veronica's but touching enough of me that I could feel her cool hand. "Hmm, I'd like to jack you off or blow you again soon," said Katrina. "It's been awhile since I've played with you or had you in my mouth." "Why not now?" said Veronica, as she took her hand off my dick. Katrina leaned over and slowly slid my dick into her mouth, paused briefly then raised her head back up. Then she began slowly raising and lowering her head and licking the underside of my dick as she did so. After several times she stood up and licked her lips, and said "God, you feel good! Now I'm going to put on stockings and heels and get in bed and see what Ashley says." "I'll finish this next time. I can see from her eyes that Veronica wants you now." "Oh, if we win can I do more of that to you sometime this weekend?" Katrina asked. Veronica replied, "Yes of course and if Ashley's team wins, you can share, the winner gets the first spurt. No losers." "Wow, okay, gonna be a close game tomorrow. That's some kind of incentive! Wait'll I tell Ashley," she said as she left the bedroom. "Don't I get a say?" I asked. "You did," I heard you moan when I said yes. "Move down a bit I want you to love my pussy while my I press my stockinged legs against your sides and suck your cock." "Now that's quite an incentive to scoot down, let me have your sweet pussy, lover." Veronica tasted delightful a pleasant combination of both of us from the earlier desktop and couch coupling. She feasted on my cock as I did on her pussy, from her asshole to her clit. She began stroking me as well as sucking and licking me. I took her clit into my pursed lips and vibrated my tongue on her engorged clit. "Now honey," she exclaimed, as I pushed her clit into my mouth a moment before I began to cum. She took it all. There wasn't much, but she had all of it in her mouth and swallowed. She raised her leg over me, turned on her knees and stretched out beside me, cuddled in and said "Oh, you're good. I guess you've noticed that my ass is at least as sensitive as Ashley's. I'm not ready yet to let you in there with that magnificent cock but maybe a well lubed finger or a tongue would be welcomed," I was immediately erect again and she remarked, "Is that due to something I said?" "Oh, no, usually happens when the moon is full. Of course it was something you said just now. Before it was when Katrina and you were wrapped around me, and she had me in her mouth," I said. "What about both girls sucking and tasting you?" "Mmmm. Yes, how's that going to work?" I asked. "I don't know but if you're surrounded by the three of us, I'm sure your imagination will come up with a way. Maybe someone stroking you and then her putting her mouth around you when you cum, or...? Looking forward to both are you?" she asked. "Yes, I'll come up with something, pardon the word choice." Ashley walked up to the side of the bed and asked don't "Do I get a turn?" "At?" I asked. "Katrina said she sucked you a bit then I watched from the door while Mom brought you to an orgasm and swallowed. This," she quietly said as she wrapped her hand around my now harder dick. "Of course you can, but he's cum several times in the last few hours so I doubt if there will much to swallow if that's what you had in mind," Veronica said. "I'll settle for just finding how he feels in my mouth. I enjoyed the taste I had the other night," said Ashley as she crawled onto the bed. She knelt by my leg, bent down towards my dick with her mouth open. "Other than last night I've never done this. Any pointers, Mom?" asked Ashley. "Well, you're off to a good start by having your mouth open. Don't use your teeth. Now go ahead and lower your mouth over the head and close your lips around Dad. He'll feel kind of dry so move your tongue around to wet it. After it's wet you can move your mouth back and forth a little at a time to take more in sucking as you do. Don't try to go too deeply tonight. After practice you can take him all the way into the back of your mouth without gagging," Veronica counseled. "How does that feel Scott?" asked Veronica. "Very, very nice. Keep bobbing your head Ashley. The wetter it gets the better it feels," I said. Ashley raised her head and released my dick. She smiled and wrapped her hand around it and tenderly stroked me. "God, that's hot, my pussy is all wet from just that little bit. Why do they call it a blowjob and not a suck job? Ashley asked. "Don't know," I said, "but I've never heard it called anything except a blowjob. Is the taste okay?" "I know that taste, you've been in Mom," smiled Ashley. "Bedtime Ashley, you both can talk to Dad later about practice times tomorrow night or this weekend," said Veronica. "Love you." After Ashley left, without closing our door of course, and I asked Veronica, "Enjoy that? I certainly did." "Yes, of course I did, now turn off that light and cuddle me." As she moved into me, she drew her lips to mine. After a good night kiss she said, "I cannot believe how you are so perfect for me. Handsome, I love you with my whole heart." Any Chance We Could Ch. 18 This is a work in progress and chapters will be submitted at regular intervals. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. If you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Friday, October 12. Both girls were barefoot, topless, and in sweat pants as they came into the kitchen. Katrina settled upon my lap, placed her arm around my shoulder and reminded me of the promise I made yesterday. I caressed each bare breast and orally teased each nipple with a good morning kiss. "Thanks, Dad," she happily stated as she moved off my lap. She was standing up as Veronica came into the kitchen in sweats and low heeled slides. "How about this look handsome?" she said as she put her hands on her hips and turned around. "Come here Katrina and let me enjoy those good-looking breasts." As Katrina moved toward her, Veronica bent down, kissed and sucked both nipples, then palmed both and tenderly squeezed them. She caught my eye and winked. In the meantime Ashley took Katrina's place on my lap and was enjoying the same tenderness of my mouth and hands that Katrina had. As Veronica was bestowing the morning greeting on her daughter, I waited for her to finish and sit on my lap. As she settled upon me she cooed "Good morning handsome. I love waking up to you." "Either you're showing a junk yard or you're not going into the office," Ashley said to Veronica. "No, no office today, at least this morning. We're meeting the mover at Scott's who is going to retrieve his desk and credenza. Katrina, any furniture you want today?" "Why don't you bring the desk and chair out of my bedroom and put it in the spare bedroom. I've tried to study at Ashley's but she wants me to sit on her lap. She puts her hands on my nipples and stuff, then I play with her pussy, so it takes forever to get something done." "You've never complained before," said a petulant Ashley. "It's not a complaint, sister dear. It's a fact and I don't want you to stop. You know I love you." Katrina replied. "I know. Let's take our coffee upstairs and get dressed." They charged down the stairs a little later, with only a few minutes to spare. "See you this afternoon. I think we're on two, love you both," and they were gone. We drove to my house, packed my boxes, with a promise to do Veronica's after the movers left. We were done about ten to nine when the moving guys showed up. I showed them the furniture, the television and the boxes. I had them also load from my home office one of the easy chairs and a side lamp. In fifteen minutes they were loaded and pulling out of the driveway with Veronica and I close behind. At her house they backed into the driveway after first allowing us to drive past them to the back of the house. I let them in and showed them where I wanted the furniture. They came in with some hand trucks and carted the boxes down to the basement. I noticed the foreman on his cell phone and then he said, "Mr. Appleton, your TV fell over in the truck and it's broken." "How do you know it's broken? "There's a large crack across the screen., I'm sorry. I'm talking to the office about it right now. Since your firm is an important client, the manager wants to expedite the claim. One of the guys is on his way to the electronics store to get a replacement when they open at ten. Do you have a preference?" "That's very thoughtful of you, a Sharp just like the broken one. Make sure it has the computer port and at least two HDMI connections just like the broken one," I noted. He communicated the information. They began moving the furniture and boxes in with no more calamities. They were happy to also move the existing table into the basement. As they were leaving, the foreman apologized again. I informed him I would call their office to report his concern and consideration. Two minutes later they left. "Nicely done, handsome, that didn't seem to upset you." Veronica remarked. "The only upsetting part is that the replacement is on its way and I can't jump your bones until after he gets here." "It'll keep. We have the rest of our lives so what's an hour or so." As were we waiting and drinking another cup of coffee we talked about my comments yesterday about the pool and the studio. I told Veronica that I wanted to pay off her mortgage and get the deed released to her. She noted that she would like to expand the kitchen as well as put in new cabinets. I suggested we put in all new appliances at the same time and new flooring. I said we'd get a contractor to give us an idea of when he could get started and I wanted to talk with an architect about enlarging the master suite and expanding the girl's bedroom into a master suite too. She agreed with heating the pool, the hot tub and the studio. She asked if that meant I'd like to stay here. "Yes, for the long term. You're comfortable here, concealed rooms and everything. This house can easily be expanded. I've only lived in my house for three years and really have no connection to it. On Monday why don't you draw up a listing contract for my house?" "I'd love to," she said. "Do I get my usual commission?" "Cash or trade," I asked. "I'm sure I'll come up with something," she said with her eyes twinkling. "I'll send a cleaning crew through. It should be on the market by next Friday." "Don't you want me to move my stuff out?" I asked. "No it'll show better furnished. Let's just move anything of value, your etchings for instance, which I recall got us into this fantastic situation in the first place." Just then the doorbell rang. A young man with the moving company logo on his shirt apologized again as he and another young man came in to look at where I wanted it. They moved the credenza in front of the blank wall on the left side of the room before bringing in the new television and setting it up. As they set it up I called the phone company to ask them to install their high speed Uverse product. "Gentlemen, it's been a pleasure doing business with you and please pass on my complements on the way the first crew handled the problem." After a long look at my fiancée, then at her ring, they took the carton and packing materials and left. "My God, did you see that. I felt like a teenager," Veronica said. "Think about the looks you could have gotten in a skirt and sweater," I laughed. She smiled, "They would have leered even more. I feel so hot by how those young men looked at me." "Tonight they'll fantasize about fucking you." I teased her. "Do we have time now?" she smiled. "Unfortunately no. It's already eleven forty-five and Gwen, I think that's her name, should be here shortly," she said. As we were about to embrace, the doorbell rang. When I opened the door a young woman in Bermudas and a country club polo shirt extended her hand and said, "Mr. Appleton, I'm Gwen Butler from Kurt's staff." "Hi Gwen, I'm Scott and this is my fiancée Veronica Bryce. Please come in." We walked to the kitchen and sat at the table as Gwen opened one of those aluminum file boxes and pulled out a form. She sat with pen poised as she read the information on the form. "Has the number of people changed since Monday?" "Better add ten more. They're playing each other for the tournament championship this afternoon so more may show up as a celebration for having made it to the finals," said Veronica. "That's fine. We can do most of the prep in here. We'll bring extra coolers for the soft drinks and I'm going to be short a female staffer tomorrow. There are usually three of us. Is it OK if I bring a male staffer?" Gwen asked. "I'd rather you not. Can Veronica or I help?" "Well I was going to use your BBQ for some hot dinnertime burgers, brats, dogs. Would you like to do that? Your daughters wouldn't mind male help if it's you, would they?" asked Gwen. Veronica answered, "Probably not. If they do I'll do it." "Problem solved, thank you. I'll ask Kurt to put a credit against your account for your help. Let's take a walk around the deck please. Is this the only way to it?" "No there's access through the garage, then through that door there," I said as I pointed to the door behind the grill. As she surveyed the deck she made some notes on her form. "I'll bring four rounds, two longs and two dozen folding chairs, four or five coolers for the drinks, and as many more for the cool food as necessary. I recommend that we set the tables on the grass by the flower garden wall. I'll back the truck up to the garage and we'll bring everything in that way. Say no later than eleven tomorrow morning?" "You certainly seem to be efficient at planning," said Veronica. "Thank you, that's a point of pride for Kurt and the whole staff. If you're still impressed after tomorrow evening, and you will be, please keep us in mind for all your catering needs." Gwen said. Gwen left and Veronica and I embraced and she asked, "I noticed you looking at Gwen. She certainly is an attractive looking young woman." "Yes, she is, but you are far more beautiful in my eyes." "You devil you. You know how to say the right thing. By the way, I'm not concerned with you looking. Admiring other women is a little hobby we can share together," she said with a laugh. "You know how I feel about teen pussy, or just young pussy." "That is more than fine with me," I said as I gave her a quick kiss. "Are you still going into the office before we go to the game?" "I don't think so. I was, but I'll just call and see what's up." I replied. I used the house phone to talk to Grace for awhile, answered a few questions and as I was about to terminate the call, I got the call waiting tone. I said goodbye to Grace and flashed to the call. I said "Hello," and the response was "Oh, Scott? It's Carol. Is Veronica there? Why are you there in the middle of the afternoon?" "Well, Carol, I live here now. I came home early to talk to Veronica about what I could do to again have the pleasure of eating some more of that magnificent red-haired pussy of yours." "Just ask. You're a good lover, or at least you were a week ago. Since you're living there now I can only assume that you still are." "Thanks, Carol, but I'll still have to have Veronica's permission," I said as I looked at Veronica as she smiled and shook her head. After a pause I continued, "I should have some pictures to show you next week. This week has been hectic with four afternoons and evenings of softball. Why don't you and my fiancée work something out? Here's Veronica," I said as I walked over to the couch and handed her the phone. "Sit, handsome," said Veronica as she took the phone. "Hi Carol. No we really weren't, but he could ask. For you my dear I won't object as long I get to play too, or for every time you two are alone I get to be alone with you an equal number of times." Veronica winked at me and mouthed, "I love you" as she listened to Carol. Then she continued, "We're home because he moved his office stuff to the crafts room and Katrina's desk to the extra bedroom. Then the caterer for the girl's party tomorrow came and she just left. We were trying to get some time in bed, but the game starts soon. Yes the girl's teams are playing each other for the championship, and that'll be interesting. Hold on a minute sweetheart, I'll ask." "Handsome, go look at the calendar. Is there a time next week when Carol can come over to take a look at pictures?" Veronica asked. As they continued their conversation I got up. When I looked at the calendar in the kitchen I noticed that on Thursday both girls had their team banquets. It was likely that we could have all the pictures reviewed by then. I sat back down on the couch next to Veronica. She turned and leaned her back against me. I pulled up her top, unfastened her bra and began to gently caress her bare breasts and now erect nipples. "Tell her that Thursday is good for us." "Mmm, that feels good handsome. Carol how about Thursday, dinner here at 6:00 followed by pictures and maybe some fun. Both girls are gone that night. Yes he is, he pulled up my top, unfastened my bra and is doing wonderful things with my breasts. Yes, he has talented hands." Veronica and Carol continued to talk, I continued to caress her. When the conversation ended she turned and kissed me with the fire of desire. "Time for a quickie?" she asked hopefully. "Yes," I replied. "Right here, right now, you got me all wet," she said as she lifted her top off and pulled her pants off. I doffed my shirt, kicked off my shoes and pulled down my pants and briefs laid her back on the couch and tenderly kissed her as I entered her. "Oh, that feels so good handsome, so very good," she said. We made slow love for about ten minutes when she cried, "Enough of going slow. Fuck me harder, faster. I want us to cum together. Even harder! Yeeess, that's it." I did as asked and we came and lay there with our arms around each other. She asked "Are we going to always be able to do this?" "What do you mean?" I asked, kissing her. "Make love whenever we feel like it?" she asked. "Oh, of course, not in public or in our offices but certainly anytime at home," I replied. "We're not 'in bed in the dark lovers'. We've been watched by Ashley and Katrina and by Carol too come to think of it." "I guess if either of the girls walked in on us we'd just say 'Hi' and continue," Veronica remarked. "We may have to talk them out of joining ... or not." We gathered our clothes, walked upstairs, showered and got dressed for the game. Virginia wore fitted tan pants, again with garter hose underneath, low heels, and a white cotton blouse. I was in a blue polo shirt and khakis. Her thighs and the occasional feel of the garter clasp kept me pretty much erect the whole way to the game. We set our chairs at the backstop end of the bleachers on the first base side of the field. Ashley's dugout was on that side. We were pretty much surrounded before the game with parents asking what is was like for daughters to play for opponent teams. Our usual response was that we're hoping to enjoy the game and cheer equally. Both Ashley and Katrina were co-captains of their teams for tonight's coin toss. Katrina's team won and chose to be home. They both spotted us and waved as they left for their respective dugouts. Based on their performances in the five prior games they were both in the cleanup batting position and Ashley was playing first and Katrina second. The first inning ended with the first three batters out for each team, so our daughters were leading off the second. Ashley got a solid hit that dropped in left near the line and got a double. She was advanced to third by a single, then two fly outs, then a long hit to right that wasn't caught, she got home in front of the throw but the batter was gunned down at second by the catcher. One run in on the timed play. Katrina got a triple on a long line drive to right that was misjudged, but retrieved in time to make the cutoff which was rapidly thrown home to hold her at third. The next batter K'd looking, the next batter slapped the ball that was bobbled by the shortstop allowing Katrina to make it home as the batter made first safely. The next batter walked, the next batter flied to Ashley who caught it and doubled off the runner who in a moment of brain freeze had left the base. The score was tied one each, bottom of two. Top of three, the first batter K'd swinging. The next batter, the lead off, had a solid base hit followed by the next batter who did the same. With two on, one out, the third batter in the order was up. She hit a towering fly ball for a called infield fly, two outs. Ashley watched the first four pitches for a two and two count, before creaming a ball directly back to the pitcher who knocked it down but fell in the process and in the scramble for the ball, the runner on second scored as the runner on first advanced to third and Ashley made it to first. Two on, two out, one run in. The next hitter hit a sharp line drive to the short stop who handily caught it for the third out. Bottom of three, all three batters were out on lightly hit infield flys that were all caught by the shortstop. In the top of the fourth Ashley's pitcher really found her groove, and K'd all three batters. The leadoff batter in the bottom of the fourth hit a solid double and Katrina drove her home with another double. She was stranded as the next batter K'd, and the next two had sharply hit balls right to the third baseman who threw them both out at first. With the score tied in the top of the fifth, the first batter walked, stole second on a passed ball, but was left there as the second batter K'd. The next batter got a single on a slow roller to third which the runner on second couldn't advance on. The next batter hit a line drive to the shortstop which she caught. But she misplayed and threw the ball to first to try to double the runner off and the runner on second advanced to third. Ashley came to bat with runners at first and third, two outs. She hit the ball to deep left field which scored the runner at third and advanced the runner to third as she stopped at second on an excellent throw by the right fielder. The next batter hit a bouncer to the second baseman who threw her out at first. Ashley's team was now up by one going into the bottom of the fifth. The first batter on Katrina's team got a single on a slow grounder to the short stop. The next batter K'd but a passed ball allowed the runner on first to steal second. The next batter also got a single on a grounder to the shortstop, but the runner on second was thrown out at third. The next batter got a single on a hit between third and short. The next batter walked, loading the bases for Katrina's at bat. Katrina hit a screamer over the pitchers head and second base that landed in front of the center fielder. The runners on second and third scored, the runner on first was held at third and Katrina stopped at first. The next batter K'd, ending the inning with Katrina's team ahead by 1; 4-3 after 5 innings. In the top of the sixth, the first batter singled, the second batter singled as well. The third batter then singled loading the bases. The fourth batter sharply hit the ball to Katrina who quickly fielded it, flipping it to the shortstop as she was passing and touching second forcing out the runner from first, the shortstop threw on the run to the first baseman putting out the runner. The first baseman fired to the catcher who was couched down up the line so she just dropped her glove and tagged the sliding runner from third. Triple play! The sixth batter on Katrina's team got a bloop single over the second baseman's head, the next batter sharply hit the ball to the right side and got a single. The third batter K'd but during her at bat the runners advanced to second and third on wild pitches. The fourth batter hit a single to the right side and the runner on third scored, leaving runners at first and third with only one out. The fifth batter, the leadoff hitter K'd and the sixth batter hit a line drive to the shortstop to end the inning. Katrina's team was now ahead by two going into the seventh. The leadoff batter singled with a ball hit to the left side, the second batter ground to the short stop who fed it to the second baseman for the force out. The third batter sharply hit one to the third baseman who mishandled it and wound up holding the ball without a play. Ashley creamed a ball to right center, getting a double and driving in the runner from second. The next batter hit a come-backer to the pitcher who held on to it and threw to the catcher to hold the runner at third. The next batter hit a towering fly ball with both runners going that was nicely fielded by the right fielder for the third and last out. Any Chance We Could Ch. 18 Katrina's team had won by one. Both of our throats were sore from cheering twice as much as any other parent at the game. All in all a great game with both our daughters getting 3 RBIs. After hanging around and talking with parents from both teams, the girls joined us in the walk to the parking lot and we began to caravan home. Once inside the door, Ashley and Katrina embraced and congratulated each other. Veronica and I did the same with both. Ashley said, "Katrina and I need to shower, are you two joining us?" To Ashley's surprise and Katrina's delight, I replied, "How about Sunday when you two get home from your tryouts. We have to get dressed for dinner tonight, remember?" As the girls were undressing in their bedroom, Veronica and I did the same. "Come sit on the edge of the bed sweetheart, I want an appetizer," I said. As she sat, I knelt, spread her legs, and began to enjoy her already moist pussy. She held my head as I licked and sucked and had a mild orgasm. "You do that so well, handsome," said Veronica slightly winded. "Now let me return the favor." Not one to argue, we traded positions and she took me in her mouth and after sliding her delightful mouth up and down for a few minutes, I was about to cum, when Ashley walked in and asked "When do I get a turn?" As I was about to reply, Veronica eased her grip on my dick and I filled her mouth. As she swallowed and stroked me, clothed only in G-string panties Ashley sat next to me, put her arms around me and passionately kissed me. Her breasts were still warm from the shower and felt delightful against me. I moved my hand down to caress her bare ass cheeks and she softly moaned through our kiss. As Veronica licked my softening dick, she said, "We need to get ready, playtime later. Nice ass Ashley," she said as her hands joined mine. Katrina walked in and asked "What'd I miss?" She was wearing tan thigh highs and high heeled sandals. As she walked toward us her breasts swayed enticingly. Ashley moved off of me, and I put my arms out to Katrina after sitting up. She walked right into my hands. I gently grasped her breasts and began to caress her nipples with my thumbs. "Ummm, nice Dad." "Come on, if we don't get started, we'll be late," said Veronica, "Shoo girls. We can continue when we get back home." "Promise?" they both asked in unison. As the gorgeous tight asses left my view, I embraced Veronica and said, "I love you so much." "Handsome, you make me so happy each time you tell me. I love you too. What kind of hose do you have a preference for tonight?" she responded. "I'm going to wear a knee-length dress so I could wear garter stockings, if you like?" "Of course I like." I began getting dressed in my tuxedo while Veronica put on a grey garter belt, grey hose, grey sheer thong panties and a grey sheer bra. Her dress was a very pale blue, squared neckline and full skirted. She finished off the vision with black sling-back four inch heels and her hair spread on her shoulders. It was all I could do to keep a civil dick in my pants. When Ashley and Katrina walked in, Ashley was wearing a pale violet knee length skirt and a white silk blouse with a collar, a scooped neckline, and black strappy high heels. Katrina looked equally enticing in a black sheer blouse with a black teddy and bra underneath, a light beige straight skirt, and strappy beige high heeled sandals. Both had their hair down and on their shoulders. Katrina tied my tie remarking that the last time she did this she didn't have any clothes on at all. Ashley asked to do it the next time wearing the same thing. "Ladies, I think all of you are the sexiest women I have ever seen. I am so happy that we're all coming home together tonight and every night for a long, long time." "Thanks, Dad." both girls responded, "We are too." We walked down the stairs with Katrina and Ashley behind us. As Veronica and I got to the entryway, I heard Katrina say, "Mom, Dad." We both turned. They were facing each other on different steps, skirts hiked all the way up. Katrina was wearing thigh highs and Ashley garter stockings, both showing pussy hair around their panties. "Thanks for that," Veronica said as she reached for my dick, "Scott really appreciates it." Getting into the Lexus was a real treat of a leg show. Getting out at the club was a bit more subdued when I mentioned seeing Emerson and Hazel being helped from their car two vehicles in front of us. As we walked toward them, Kim, their daughter got out of the car. I introduced Veronica to Hazel and Kim, and Ashley to Emerson. Katrina greeted all three and we headed into the lobby. As we arrived at the dining room, Veronica and Hazel were talking animatedly, as were Ashley, Katrina and Kim. "Good evening, Mr. Appleton, Ms Bryce, Mrs. and Mrs. Jacobsen, lovely young ladies Ashley, Kim and Katrina, will you please follow me," said the Raoul the dining room manager. We were again seated at the corner banquette table. Hazel and Veronica entered from opposite sides with Emerson and I on either side, Ashley slid in next to me, then Kim and Katrina. It wasn't as tight as it sounds, with outside chairs the table could easily seat a dozen. Emerson, Hazel, Veronica and I chatted. Hazel was asking a lot of questions and admiring Veronica's ring, "Charles always does a good job." Emerson was wearing a tux. Hazel was in a long dress, not particularly fitted and in low heeled suede leather pumps. Kim was in a light rose linen sheath, above the knee in length, bare legged in high heeled rose colored leather pumps. She was about the same size as my two lovelies, maybe just a little bit heavier, a bit more full breasted, very nice calves, not slender but a bit full and a nice ass. Her persona struck me as quite sexy, quite attractive, enticing. The girls were carrying on a very animated conversation, stopping just long enough to order something from the waiter who also took our wine order. I managed to drop my hand to Veronica's lap and ran my finger tip over the garter clasp bump. Ashley would also from time to time drop her hand into my lap and perform a quick erection check with an unobtrusive squeeze. We ordered after forty-five minutes of pleasantries, and dinner was served about a half hour later. I did hear Kim ask Ashley why she wasn't out on a date tonight, and Ashley reply that she didn't have or need a boyfriend right now as Katrina was the perfect friend and soon to be sister. When asked the same question by Katrina, Kim replied that she had a partner she was living with near campus but her Mother didn't quite approve of the arrangement. "Isn't he nice?" asked Katrina. "Yes, she, Gwen, is quite nice. My Father approves, but Mom just can't get her arms around the relationship. She says it's a sin. I think it's her loss, but oh well." replied Kim. Ashley looked at Katrina and then asked "Would you both would like to come over for dinner, relax in the hot tub if we still have it, swim in the pool if it's still warm enough, for an evening of conversation and getting to know each other?" "Sure, I'd like to get to know you Ashley. Having a lesbian couple to your house won't bother you?" "Not in the least. We're both bi. We share a bedroom and would love to talk to someone like-minded. It's not the kind of thing you bring up in casual conversation unless you quickly want to be ostracized. At least it's not something you raise in high school or even too quickly at the community colleges we attend. I imagine it's not given a second thought in college, is it?" asked Katrina. "Only by guys who want to watch," said Kim. "Dad, can I interrupt for a minute?" asked Ashley. "Can Kim and Gwen come over for dinner and whatever on Tuesday? Could you barbeque?" asked Ashley as she was running her fingernails along my cock. "Veronica, a moment please. Anything going on Tuesday evening?" "No, why?" "Guests for dinner with our daughters," I replied. "Sure." I turned back to Ashley and said "Let me know what you want on Sunday and Veronica and I'll shop for it on Monday." Dinner arrived shortly and conversation slowed to a crawl. As coffee was being served, the band began setting up. Emerson wasn't much of a dancer and wasn't ashamed to say so, so I promised everyone a dance. It was only fitting that Hazel wanted to be first so Emerson slid out to let the three of us out. Veronica headed for the bathroom after kissing me before Hazel and I went onto the dance floor. "You're such a romantic, Scott, you always have been. It's so evident that Veronica loves you very much and it's so nice to hear her daughter refer to you as 'Dad'. She's a beautiful intelligent woman, you certainly are getting the best you deserve," she said. "You and Emerson seen rather strained tonight, something wrong?" I asked. "Don't answer if you don't want to but I've known both of you since college." "A few things are wrong, Scott. Kim is living with a female partner at college and Emerson works all the time, the same as you used to. I want him to talk to Kim, but he won't, and I want his attention like Veronica has yours." I noticed that her eyes were a little moist. She was clearly upset by one or both of these issues. "Well, why not talk to Veronica. My girls are bi, they share a bedroom and if they find fulfillment and joy in loving each other I'm happy for them. If Kim's partner is a nice person, which she probably is, knowing Kim, I wouldn't be concerned if they are truly happy together. Focus upon their happiness. On the other front, I'll bet Veronica can give you a few insights into what gets a man's attention. She sure as hell has mine all the time. Invite yourself over for lunch Sunday. I suspect that she'll be more than glad to talk to you. By the way, you're a good dancer. Get Veronica to tell you how to entice Emerson onto the floor next time you're here," I finished saying as the music ended. Before we broke Hazel looked me in the eyes, "You're a good man Scott. I was raised in a church that taught what Kim is doing is an abomination. I'll give what you said about Kim some thought. You're right that I need to have my focus on Emerson, not me." We walked back to the table. Veronica stood, took my hand, lightly kissed me and said, "Let's dance, handsome." Hazel soaked this up and sat back down. Kim was asking Ashley and Katrina "Why are you two wearing hose? I didn't think anyone wore hose anymore." "Mom wears hose every day to work. Dad has a hose and heels fetish, and we love to tease and please him. He enjoys it so much that we never miss an opportunity to wear stockings." said Ashley. "Pantyhose, you mean?" asked Kim. "Yes, also thigh highs, which Katrina has on and I'm wearing garter stockings, so's Mom I think." replied Ashley. "Really, you mean with a garter belt thingy?" asked Kim. Ashley took Kim's hand and put it on top of her thigh and moved it around. "Feel the clasp? Isn't it sexy?" "I'll have to ask Gwen about me wearing stockings. She's never stated a preference. Do either of you shave?" Kim asked. "Our legs?" "No, your pussys." "No we don't, and neither does Mom," answered Katrina. "I think it's nice that you refer to them as Mom and Dad. You must really love them both. Why don't you shave?" continued Kim. "My birth mother does, even waxes, but Dad has said that he prefers that we don't," said Katrina. "How does he know?" asked Kim. "We love teasing him at the pool and around the house. If a little bit of hair sticks out the side of a bikini bottom, or panties, we get a reaction." That was a careful answer, thought Katrina, she doesn't need to know that we've been nude more often than not with him. "Reaction?" asked Kim. "Yeah, he gets a hard on and we think that's neat. We've been topless around the pool with friends and we've enjoyed him seeing us. I assume that you're a little more modest at home?" said Katrina. "Yeah, I haven't seen Mom partially dressed for a long time. Also, shaving is a pain in the pussy, I think I'm going to quit, Gwen doesn't anyway. After two dances with my fiancée I asked Ashley to dance. "Your team played very well, you get the first dance," I announced. Katrina and Kim scooted out and headed for the bathroom. As I put my arm around Ashley and she nuzzled her face into my neck she said, "Remember, winner gets first taste. That got you hard right away didn't it?" "And you're surprised because? I could never forget something like that. I'm looking forward to it." I said. "Did you know that Kim is living with a female partner, and that's who's coming over on Tuesday?" asked Ashley. "Yes, about the partner, Emerson's mentioned it several times. Hazel won't leave it alone and it's causing friction between them. I'm glad that they're coming over" "That's too bad, I like Kim and she shouldn't be a source of parental unhappiness. Are you concerned that Katrina and I sleep together, and make love together?" "You know I'm not, neither is your Mother. We clearly see the nature of your love for each other, that it's deep and sincere. We're happy you both have found each other. I don't think this is a short term fling in either of your thoughts." "It's not. Does that bother you?" she asked sincerely. "No it doesn't. I love you both and want you both to be fulfilled and happy. And if that involves you two being a couple for a year or the rest of your lives, you have my love and support," I replied as I squeezed her tightly in a hug as another song started. "Scott, thank you very much. I don't just love you, but I'm falling in love with you. I don't want to have sex with you. I want to be your lover, but I know that isn't going to happen right now. I'll be content with some playing around. A lot of playing around. I guess I'm not making sense. But you and Katrina make me so happy and contented," she whispered with a tear in her eye as she lightly kissed my neck. I collected my thoughts. I knew what she was saying. She was a young woman who was in love with multiple people and was still trying to sort it all out. Rather than deal with it directly I felt a change in direction and a little lesson could help her, "Ashley, Carol was Veronica's lover in college and they have seen each other frequently over the years. I'm not concerned about that relationship. They love each other, and your mother's love for Carol doesn't diminish the love she has for me. Love is not like a pie that the more you slice the smaller piece of love each receives. Rather, with love each person has their own complete and full pie." I let that sink in for a moment before laughing, "Besides Carol and your mother like to share." "Who?" asked Ashley. "Me, for one." "Oh, I knew that, I've been with Carol too. Katrina and I have talked about the three of us trying something. Carol's a very sexy woman, not only to you, but to us and Mom as well. When she gets going she is very energetic and fun to be with." The music for our second dance together ended and we walked back to the table holding hands. "Dad, will you dance with Kim, then me, then Mom?" asked Katrina. Kim stood. Ashley took off for the bathroom with Katrina. Kim slipped her hand through my arm and walked back out to the floor with me. I put my arm around her and she snuggled into me much the same as the women in my family do. "I've enjoyed meeting Ashley and Veronica. I love talking with the two of them. Katrina and I haven't talked for a long time. Where's she going to college? Are they going together?" "They're all special women, aren't they? College? Neither knows but that's a project for the coming weeks since the intense softball season has ended. I assume they'll go to the same school and continue to live together. They've come to love and respect one another very quickly. They're as good a match as Veronica and me, I think. I understand that your living arrangements are a problem with your Mother. I'll have Veronica try to talk to her, if that's okay with you?" "Yes it is. Have I given you an erection?" asked Kim, as she surprised me by moving her hip a bit harder against me. "Oh, yes, I'm sorry. Katrina, Ashley and Veronica expect it and I make no effort to avoid touching them." I lamely explained. "No, it's fine. I kind of like it actually. It's been since high school that a male has been pressed against me. Nice. I may be in a relationship with another woman, but I still find men to be of interest. You included Katrina. Does she make you hard as well?" "Absolutely, she's become a beautiful woman. We've talked about it and we're both cool with it. Does it bother you, Katrina I mean?" "Nope." "That's quite nice. Mom and Dad would be bothered. They're somewhat stuffy," replied Kim. "Hmmm, I've known them both since college and they didn't use to be that stuffy, come to think of it. It got that way with me too until I met Veronica. Maybe your Mom and Dad need to take a break from the 'day to day Emerson always at the office routine', go somewhere and rediscover each other. Why don't you suggest it?" I offered. "I think you might be on to something. Thanks Scott, and thanks for the dances," Kim said as we walked back. As we neared the table she pulled my arm and leaned her mouth next to my ear, and said in a whisper, "I'll bet you have a nice cock, ever think about sharing?" "Yes, of course, both Veronica and I have," I whispered wondering what that was all about. Katrina came into my arm and we walked to the floor. She kissed me lightly on the lips as she put her arm around me. She then put her head on my shoulder and pushed into my erection. "Bought your batteries, good, that feels so nice. I get to taste you this weekend and I'm looking forward to it, are you?" "Yes, and so's Ashley," I said. We danced in silence, then Katrina said, "I like where we are in life right now. Ashley as a lover and a new sister, Veronica as a new Mom, and our new relationship. I'm happy, the happiest I've ever been. I love you Dad, and thanks so much." "Good, this is the best I've felt in years. I love you too Katrina." After a pause I continued, "I'm happy for you and Ashley. What was your reaction to Veronica's 'life mate' statement?" My daughter drew her head back to look me in the eyes, "We both talked about it that night. She feels the same way I do. I can't explain it, I like men and I want to be pleasured by a man again and again, but I want to spend my life with Ashley. I love her with every fiber of my being. Mom may be right, we could be each other's life mate. Would that upset you?" "Though I wouldn't have any grandchildren, you two being together for the rest of your lives wouldn't upset me. If that's what your hearts and head directed, you would both have my blessing," I smiled as tears formed in her eyes. Enjoying each other's presence we continued to dance without another word being spoken. Her relationship with Ashley had evolved almost as rapidly as mine with Veronica's. Though it had been unplanned, I had given my blessing to Katrina being with Ashley. I felt nothing but calm and love as we danced. The number of couples on the dance floor was thinning as I walked Katrina back and interrupted a conversation between Ashley, Veronica and Kim. Hazel was listening while Emerson was in his own world deep in thought. The ladies moved so Veronica could get out and as she reached me she threw her arms around me and kissed me passionately. That didn't go unnoticed by anyone at our table. "Thanks, lover, I love you too. What was that all about?" I asked. "That was a thank you for you being so understanding of women. Hazel's coming over for brunch with me on Sunday. Kim told me what you told her, I'm just amazed at how lucky I was to get you," she said just before kissing me again. Any Chance We Could Ch. 18 "Let me rub against your battery pack for awhile, and then I think we need to go. There are three women who want you." Veronica said. "By all means," I said. We all visited the bathrooms before leaving and I noticed that Hazel took Emerson's hand as they walked to the valet area. She held it while they waited and she moved to the center of the seat after getting in. I also noticed that Hazel raised herself up for a bit before sitting back down. Before Kim got in the back seat, she walked over and lightly kissed me on the lips, and hugged Veronica, Ashley, and Katrina, saying her 'nice to have met you' and 'wonderful seeing you again' remarks before turning to get in the car. I then noticed that Hazel had her arm across Emerson's chest and her head on his shoulder. Our car arrived as Ashley asked, "Can I ride in front with Dad?" Since there wasn't a negative response, she got in front and was in the middle of the seat before I got in. As I was pulling away, Veronica leaned forward and said, "These are for you from all of us." I put my hand back, palm up and felt some damp, soft cloth put into it. As I closed my hand and pulled it back, Ashley said, "Those're our panties. Smell each one and guess who was wearing them." "And if I guess correctly, what's the reward?" I asked. "A face to pussy encounter," Katrina sniggered from the back seat. Ashley held each one in turn up to near my nose. I asked for a redo. The first one I correctly guessed as Veronica's. Having spent a goodly bit of time in face to pussy encounters with her, her scent was easy to recall. The second and third ones were tougher. I finally caught a hint of Katrina's perfume and was confident I was right but played dumb. "Nice idea, whose is it?" I asked. "Mine, but you only get the encounter with the first one, darn!" said Katrina. "I'll tell you what, if you want to watch..." "Or help." interjected Veronica. "...you can" I finished. "When?" asked Ashley. "Maybe tomorrow evening," I replied before asking, "Can I put my hand up Ashley's skirt now?" I asked. "What's taken you so long," Ashley asked. "The wet panties contest. I need at least one hand to drive, sweetheart." I said. Ashley spread her thighs a bit, pulled my hand to the inside of her left thigh and said, "Hi." I moved my hand and fingers slowly up her thigh until I got above her stocking top. I reached her pubic hair then stopped again and began to lightly touch just the hair. "No fair, Dad, get out of my hair," she said to laughter from the back seat. "OK" I said as I moved my hand down to her knee. "You know what I meant. Get those fingers back up here!" she playfully demanded. I did and began to lightly stroke her labia and spread her lips a bit. "You are very wet," I said. "We all are. You tend to do that to us, all of us," said Katrina from the back. "Mom's very wet right now too." "And so are you sweetheart, very nicely wet," added Veronica. Ashley grabbed my wrist and pulled the side of my hand hard against her labia, which she spread with her other hand. "Oh, there, that's nice, very nice, God that's good, move a little, harder against my clit, ahh, that's what I wanted. Don't move your hand, but don't take it away, please," she asked. As we pulled in the garage Ashley's breathing was returning to normal. I opened the driver's side back door for Katrina and she took her time scooting across the seat, spreading her legs, pulling her skirt up to give me the maximum enjoyment of her uncovered hairy pussy. "Very nice, Katrina," I said. "I know," she replied. As I walked around the car, I opened the door for Veronica and got the same excellent show of garter hose, wet hairy pussy, a caress of my cock and a very long warm hungry kiss. Ashley slid across the front seat after I opened her door, saying "I enjoyed that, thanks." As we got in the house and headed upstairs, Ashley and Katrina began shedding skirts, leaving blouses, bras, heels and hose on. "Dad, I want Ashley to make love to me, would you like to watch and help?" asked Katrina as we reached the top of the stairs. "Let me think. What should I do Veronica? It does sound erotic and maybe I could give a running commentary. Hmmm." I said. "Oh, stop it Dad you know you want to," said Katrina as she smacked my arm. "Well, okay," I said, "especially if you're going to beat on me." "Yeah, I'd like to beat on you with my hand or my mouth," interjected Ashley, "Or both." Veronica waited until we got to our bedroom and helped me take off my jacket and unzipped my pants as we watched the girls kiss and fondle each other. I stepped out of the pants and hung them and the jacket in the closet and began to remove my shoes, socks and shirt. Veronica took off her skirt and blouse, removed her bra but left the garter belt, hose and heels on. "Now Katrina, what did you have in mind?" asked Veronica. 'Dad, sit at the head of the bed against some pillows and spread your legs." After I did, Katrina unbuttoned her blouse, removed it and the camisole. She climbed between my legs and leaned back against me, spread her legs, bent her knees, ran a finger slowly up along her pussy lips as she asked, "Ashley, do I look tasty?" "Maybe, let me turn down some lights and I'll refresh my tongue on just how tasty you are." Veronica sat next to me at the head of the bed as Ashley climbed between Katrina's legs. I said "Wait. Lean forward Katrina." As she did I unfastened her bra and she let it fall down her arms and dropped it on the floor. As she leaned back against me I tenderly began to caress her breasts as Ashley settled her mouth on Katrina's inner thighs and began licking and kissing her as she slowly approached Katrina's pussy. The smell of Katrina's arousal was noticeable. My dick got harder, and Katrina began purring and jumped a bit as Ashley reached her clit with the tip of her tongue. "You're hard as a rock aren't you handsome?" rhetorically asked Veronica as she moved closer to Katrina and me to begin caressing Katrina's other breast Katrina turned her head and kissed me and said, "Pinch please" We began to roll her very hard nipples between our fingers and gently pinched them. "Ooh, that's good Mom and Dad, that's good Ashley." Katrina then pulled her feet back a bit to better expose herself to Ashley's ministrations. Ashley then pulled her knees forward and raised her ass. Veronica let go of Katrina's nipple and moved down the bed to get behind Ashley and began licking Ashley's pussy from the back and from the occasional "Oh" from Ashley I guessed that her asshole was included in the process. "Fingers, Ashley, fingers now! Oh, yes!" she cried as Ashley began stroking in and out with one then two fingers. Katrina turned her head back to kiss me while putting her hands over mine on her breasts and squeezing them. Our tongues intertwined. She broke the kiss panting while moving her hips into Ashley's face. As Katrina began to cum, Veronica began stroking two fingers into Ashley's vagina and licking her asshole. Ashley paused a second to say 'Ooohh God, Mom!" and resumed licking Katrina down from her cum high. Katrina began to straighten her legs, as Ashley began to push back against Veronica's face and came. Ashley dropped her head on Katrina's stomach. As her breathing slowed she leaned toward me with her mouth open saying "Kiss me, taste your daughter." I did and Veronica moved up to me. "Now kiss me and taste your other daughter." "Mmmm. Girls, you both taste wonderful, sweet and musky. More later?" I asked. Katrina turned on her side between my legs and wrapped her hand around my erection, then let go and pulled it out the fly of my boxers. "Magnificent," she said. She bent and lightly kissed the drop of pre-cum then with her hand firmly around it she said "Ashley, you can go first." Ashley settled beside me and bent down. She eagerly took me into her mouth down to Katrina's hand and began bobbing up and down. Katrina turned her face up, kissed me and kept kissing me until she felt me twitching. At that she broke the kiss to watch Ashley begin to swallow my semen. "God, that felt good, thanks to both of you," I said. Ashley straightened up more and before kissing Katrina said, "Taste our Dad, Katrina." "I like that," she said. Ashley moved to the edge of the bed then stood up, saying, "I'm overdressed." She began unbuttoning her blouse, dropped her bra, unfastened her stockings, stepped out of her heels and took her hose off. She put her hand between her legs saying "I'm soaked, Mom, thanks." "My pleasure," replied Veronica. Ashley then leaned across Katrina's legs and gave Veronica's pussy a long deep lick. "Thanks, honey," said Veronica. Katrina turned and kissed me again, then finally let go of my flaccid dick and climbed off the bed. She took off her heels and stockings, embraced Ashley and while firmly caressing Ashley's ass deeply kissed her lover. How they kissed only confirmed what I'd heard from their lips earlier. You two are spending the night with us." I stated. Veronica stood at the foot of the bed and finished undressing before wiggling her bare ass at me as she walked into the bathroom. I got up to join her and while I relieved myself Veronica leaned her butt against the sink. "I guess we crossed another line tonight, didn't we?" "The blowjob and eating Ashley I assume?" I replied. "Yes," Veronica said. "We've been kidding about them watching and helping, but what a turn on that was." "Yes, it was, and I guess we should probably ask them about it." I said When they climbed back in bed, Katrina snuggled in next to Veronica and Ashley next to me. "No jimmies?" I asked. "Do you want us to wear them? Ashley asked. "Not on my account." I replied. "Katrina did we offend you with Ashley sucking me and Veronica eating Ashley?" Katrina replied, "Not me, I won't mind if you and Mom make love with us around, Ashley?" "Hell, I'd love to watch, and even get more involved," she replied enthusiastically. "Well, that answers that, doesn't it." "Dad, are you and Veronica going to make love now. She didn't cum and all three of us did?" asked Katrina. "I'm good, just snuggle with me," Veronica replied softly. "It's not always about climaxing. I draw great satisfaction watching those I love be pleasured and loved. All I need right now is to be hugged by my lovers who I love more than my words could express." I wrapped my arms around my love and held her to me as our eyes locked upon each other. Ashley pushed her breasts into my back as she nestled against me with an arm reaching over me to rest on her mother's hip. As Katrina spooned against Veronica I felt Katrina reach around to rest a hand on Veronica's breasts. As our eyes continued to remain fixed upon each other, in the soft low light we had forgotton to turn off, I noticed tears of contentment and love flowing out of her eyes. I was amazed by how this woman who I was soon to wed freely gives love unconditionally. As I whispered "I love you" I scooped her tears onto my finger and then spread them on my lips. Veronica's eyes were aglow as she closed them. As I closed mine I hoped that our daughters had absorbed the important lesson about love that their mother had just taught them. Any Chance We Could Ch. 19 This is a work in progress and chapters will be submitted at regular intervals. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. If you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Saturday, October 13 When we awoke in the morning, I was on my back, Ashley's hand was on my dick and Veronica's hand was on Katrina's pussy. I climbed over Ashley as carefully as I could and went into the bathroom to relieve myself, brushed my teeth and got ready to get into the shower. As the water was warming up Ashley came into the bathroom sat down to pee, saying "Hi, good morning. I'm going to join you." "Sleep well?" I asked. "I slept very well, Dad, except I woke up a couple of times with my hand around your dick and yours on my tits." "I liked that" I replied as we stepped into the shower. Ashley lathered up a wash cloth and told me to turn around. I did and she began washing my back, then my butt before doing my legs. Turning my hips she began on my dick, balls and then stomach. As she stood she wrapped her arms around me, kissed me and massaged her breasts around on my soapy chest. Her nipples were hardening and they felt wonderful. I slid my hand down her back and began to massage her tight small ass cheeks. I pushed against her a bit and reached the other wash cloth and as she kept her arms around me I lathered it up and began on her back. "Turn around sweetheart," I asked. She pressed her ass against my erection as I soaped her firm breasts and moved down to her pussy. I turned her sideways to me and soaped in between her legs then dropped the cloth and began to massage her breasts. "That feels fantastic, get between my legs," she said as she turned her head to kiss me. I dropped my hand back to her crotch and moved my finger into the top of her slit to her clit. As I moved my finger on top of it, she grasped my dick and began stroking me. "God, Scott, that really feels great." "Which, my finger or my dick?" "That's a hard choice to make so early in the morning, can we finish this later?" she asked. "Let's rinse off and dry off before we look like prunes. Love you." We disengaged, rinsed and stepped out to dry off. As I was drying Ashley's back Veronica came in, sat, finished, stood, kissed us both and asked, "Did you leave any hot water?" "Good morning, sweetheart, yes I'm sure we did." I said. I made mental note to make sure that upgrading the hot water system would be on the renovation list. Just as Ashley and I finished drying, Katrina came in, grabbed my dick, kissed me, sat, peed and while peeing pulled me over in front of her by my dick, and kissed my head. Then she joined Veronica in the shower. I put on sweat shorts, a polo shirt, sandals and headed downstairs as Ashley walked to her bedroom. I had finished making coffee when Ashley walked in wearing pantyhose, moderately high heels and a half cup bra. "You're enticing, Ashley, nice look." I said. As we were finishing our first cup, the other two vixens came in. Veronica had on a long tee shirt, heels and a smile. As she stepped toward me for a kiss I patted her bare ass. Well, not totally bare, I could feel the string up her ass from the g-string panties. "Mmm, Katrina and I had a nice shower, did you and Ashley?" she asked. "I don't think I could have a bad shower with any of you," I replied. Katrina kissed Ashley before commenting, "Nice look sis." Katrina was a bit more conventionally dressed, short skirt, unbuttoned blouse, two inch pumps, bare legs. As she stepped over to kiss me her blouse fell open as she leaned over and my hand went for her bare breast for a gentle caress as I lovingly kissed her. "Told you it would get his hand in there," smiled Veronica. "Yep, I'll try this more often Mom. That's for being predictable Dad, that was nice. Thanks for a nice caress and a nice kiss." "Oh, I see a bit less blatant than just topless," I said. As we ate and drank, I asked if anyone wanted to go to my house this morning to pick up some more clothes, some papers, and my photo prints. Katrina added, "I need more athletic shorts and some other clothes, I'll go." Veronica asked, "Ashley will you stay here with me and help get the house straightened up a bit, and put extra towels in the bathroom and by the backdoor. We kinda got distracted last night and need to catch-up." "Okay Mom. Maybe we can get an encore tomorrow, after practice?" "Absolutely," I responded. I walked out the door to the deck to take in the weather. It was clear with a light warm breeze. "Ashley go look at weather on the 'Net and see what's over the horizon, will you sweetheart." As Katrina and I helped Veronica straighten up the kitchen, that darn blouse kept falling open every time Katrina bent over. Once she bent in front of Veronica who availed herself of the access opportunity. "Thanks, Mom, nice kiss and caress." Ashley came back all smiles, "It'll be unseasonably warm today. It could get to the high eighties before a cold front drops down late tonight or early tomorrow and becomes colder with rain." "Hmm, sounds great for today and even greater for tomorrow as try outs may be cancelled, tsk, tsk," remarked Katrina. "If it's raining, I'll call the rainout line and we can spend the day in bed doing who knows what." "Well, a little kink in your dream for tomorrow sweetheart. Hazel is coming by at eleven for lunch with me. Maybe, just maybe, Scott will play with you two for a while in the afternoon. If you talk nice and flash your breasts he might be persuaded," Veronica said. "If there's plenty of flashing, or not, you can count on me. But, I need to spend some time at the computer tomorrow sorting Carol's shoot. She's coming over Thursday to take a look. Feel free to help. I know you both think Carol's sexy." I replied. "Come on Katrina, button up, one or two at least and let's get going," I said. We both kissed Ashley and Veronica and headed out to Katrina's car. She slid next to me, pulled her skirt up to reveal very brief G-string panties, lots of hair, and fastened her seatbelt. While driving I caressed her thigh and played with the pubic hair falling out of the minimal coverage of her panties. As soon as we walked in the house she unbuttoned her blouse, pulled it wide open and said, "Feel free to touch, kiss, suck, whatever tickles your fancy at any time." I walked toward her, side-stepped her outstretched arms and spun her back against me. I put both hands on her luscious breasts, caressed them, then lowered one hand to her skirt hem and pulled it up enough to touch her thigh at the panty edge. She turned her head enough to kiss me. After a few minutes she broke the kiss and ground her ass into my dick. "If we don't get started, we'll be late. I need to make a stop on the way home," I said. She reached a hand behind her back and wrapped her fingers around my erection and asked "For?" "I need to get a jock strap, remember I said I would wear one at your party to avoid embarrassing both of us." "Can I take it off you after the party?" "Yes, you can. Now let's get started, and you don't need to button the blouse," I said. "We have time to play. Wouldn't you like to see me in just these panties and heels, in your arms, on the couch, with your hand between my legs, sucking on my gorgeous boobies?" Katrina coyly asked. "Well, since you put it that way, yes I would," I said. Katrina took me by the hand and led me to the couch saying, "Take off your pants and sit." "Underwear too?" "Absolutely," she said. I complied and sat while she unzipped her skirt and let it puddle at her feet. The G-string was everything I had hoped for, virtually nothing in the front and just a string up her ass. "Like it, want to touch? Your dick says you do," she said as she lay down on her side across my lap. "You have such a sexy body Katrina, very sexy, very desirable to me, Ashley and Veronica as well. But I'm not telling you anything new, am I?" I asked. "I feel very sexy and loved in our new household," she said as she leaned toward me and gave me a loving kiss. As I was kissing her I moved one hand to her breasts and the other under the edge of her G-string. She raised her leg and opened herself up to me. I began to caress her breasts and moved my fingers in her slit from her clit to her asshole. I let go of her breasts and wrapped that arm around her as I pulled her to me so I could feel her hardened nipples against my bare chest. As our kiss deepened I put one then two fingers into her vagina and began rubbing her clit with my thumb. "Oh, God, that feels soo good, umm," she whimpered breathlessly into my mouth. Katrina began humping against my hand and after several more minutes came with a loud moan. "You do that so well. No wonder Veronica loves you so much." She moved her upper body back on my legs and took my very hard erection into her mouth. She moved her head back and looked up saying, "Your turn," before taking me back in her mouth. After eagerly bobbing her head several times, she stopped again and said, "Don't you dare take your fingers out of my pussy." Katrina continued to stroke and suck with growing urgency. I finally exclaimed, "Now sweetheart," and began to cum in her mouth. She moved her lips to just behind my head and took four or five shots into her mouth, then swallowed. "God, I love blowing you," she said. "And I adore loving you," I said. I took one finger out of her vagina and rubbed it against her asshole. She jumped a bit and said, "Ohh, nice." "Have you loved Ashley like this?" she asked. "No, not yet. Do you think she might enjoy it?" "No question about that," she said. "The question is whether you'll enjoy more than a finger. Some women do, some tolerate it but many do not. You'll need to decide for yourself." She leaned down and took a long deep suck of my deflated dick, raised up and said, "I guess we have some work to do, don't we?" "Yes, this stuff isn't going to move itself," I said. "Dad?" "Yes," I replied. "Will you lick my pussy, suck my clit and put your tongue in my vagina sometime soon?" "Absolutely, now let's get dressed and do what we came here for," I said. As she stood she said, "Well we really did come here didn't we?" After washing up a bit, dressing and another long embrace with my hands caressing her ass, we got back to the project at hand. I carried my prints out to the car. Closing the garage door so that passersby couldn't see us moving things out. Katrina filled several boxes and the half the backseat with clothing, shoes and sundry items from her bedroom. "Dad, when I was going through my dresser drawers I noticed that I have a lot of plain underwear that Mom bought for me over the years. Can Veronica take me shopping to completely revamp that part of my wardrobe?" "I'm sure she would and I wouldn't mind a show if you wanted to give me one. By the way, Katrina, are you going to miss this house?" I asked. "No, we hardly lived here. We slept here, we ate occasional meals here, but I don't have any memories except for the last few weeks as we've become more intimate. I love our new life and the way you have become so affectionate to me as well as with Veronica and Ashley too. That sure was a fateful day that you escaped to see me play. Are you done?" she asked. "Yes, except for this," I said as I pulled her to me, putting both hands through the front of her blouse, leaving one on her back and tracing the curve of her back down to her ass with the other one. We embraced. As she pulled back after breaking the kiss, I pulled both hands out touching each breast gently with my finger tips. "Ohh, that made me shiver," she said as she put her hand inside my shorts and wrapped her cool hand around my dick. "Let's go get a box for this marvelous thing." Before leaving she went back to her room and put on one of her plain cotton bras. We carefully checked that the house was secure, and locked the garage door after backing out. I reminded Katrina to button her blouse as we stopped at a large chain drug store on the way home. With her blouse fully buttoned Katrina went in with me. She was amused by the supporter display. I told her how I choose the one I did, we checked out and shortly arrived home. We'd just unloaded the car when the catering truck pulled up in front of the house. We shuffled cars around to the grass on the side and the truck backed up to the garage. Gwen and Teresa immediately began unloading. "Oh, Scott, remember we're still short a female staffer. Did you ask the young ladies if you could cook on the deck near dinner time?" Gwen asked. "No, I'll do that now." I went into the house to find my vixens. Ashley was in shorts and a tank top. Veronica had put on shorts and a bra under her tee. "Gwen asked if I could cook some stuff on the grill later this afternoon, but I want to know if it's alright with the two of you." "Dad, why wouldn't it be?" asked Katrina. "Yeah, why not?" chimed in Ashley. "Well you asked for only female staffers, that's why I'm asking if it's okay" I asked again. "Sure," they replied in unison. The two cops arrived at noon. I paid them both and gave some simple instructions. Keep visible, come inside through the front door when they wanted to use the bathroom or eat or drink. If some boys were caught sneaking around, send them on their way with the admonition that if they returned they would be arrested for trespassing and I would prosecute. First time, free pass. "That seems more than fair Mr. Appleton. One of us can walk around in front, and the other can borrow a chair and move around the corner to watch the fence. The only guests will be teenage girls and adult females correct?" "Yes. The three of us are the only males here. I know it's a tough job, but someone has to do it." I kidded them. "Yeah, but you're the inside man and that has to be the toughest part. By the way, here's our cell numbers. Call if you need some help." "OK, here's mine. I'll call you now and you can save it as Scott Appleton, and not as my company name that'll come up," I said. Katrina and Ashley were in the kitchen snacking on something that Veronica had fixed and offered some to me to tide me over 'til real food this evening. The caterers had finished setting up the deck with tables and chairs and were unpacking some food for mid-afternoon snacks. They were dressed in tan polos with the club logo, matching Bermuda style shorts and comfortable athletic shoes. On the other hand, my sweethearts were in their suits under long tee shirts and low heeled slides. Just looking at them made me glad about this morning's purchase. I was wearing a white polo shirt and Bermudas while Veronica had now changed into a short skirt, loose woven top and low heeled shoes. Her hair was down and I motioned her with my finger to follow me into the crafts room. We stepped behind the doors and I passionately kissed her, caressed her ass and reminded her how much I loved her. "Thanks, handsome, I love you too. Let me repair my lipstick and welcome whoever I hear walking up to the door." I worked in the crafts room for the next several hours hearing the steady stream of young ladies and moms. I went into the kitchen about three o'clock to get something to drink. I put my arm around Veronica's waist and said hello to three of the four women that I already knew. Veronica introduced me to a stunning, slender, light brown-haired woman who was in a short summer dress, hose and heels. "Scott, this is Georgina Mallory, her daughter Angela plays with Katrina and is also trying out with both our girls." "Veronica, I love the way 'both our girls falls off your tongue'. It makes it sound as if they always have been, and that's wonderful. Scott, I'm a single mom, have been for the last six years and I hope that someday I meet someone who cares for Angela as you obviously care for Veronica and Ashley." "I recall that you're a photographer, or do I have you confused with another Appleton?" Georgina asked after a few seconds of silence. "No, that's me. I'm really an investment banker, but I have a passion for my photo work, thanks for remembering." "Scott, could you do a big favor for Angela and me?" "Sure, Georgina. What?" I replied. "Wow, I'm impressed Veronica. He just met me, I've blurted out a request for a favor and he's said yes," said Georgina. "Well, he's like that. That's another reason he's so special to me," said Veronica. "Georgina, what can I do for you?" I asked. "Angela and I have a special bond and I'd like for you to see if you could capture it in a photo series while we're still living together. Next summer she's contemplating transferring from SLU to UCLA and I probably won't get to see enough of her after she leaves." "I'd be pleased to give it a try in a couple of weeks perhaps if that'd that be acceptable?" I asked. Thanks, Scott, I really appreciate it," she said. I chatted with the other moms and watched the activity on the deck. Most everyone was in two piece suits, some skimpier than others, most of the bodies were toned enough to look nice in the suits. My daughters didn't particularly stand out in their choice of suits. Ashley's was not the string thong that she had worn for our pool photo session but Katrina's was. Someone had hauled out the portable CD player and music was loud but not blasting. I did see that there was a group of girls arranged in a loose circle lying on their stomachs with their tops untied soaking up the unseasonably warm sun and trying to talk above the music. Viewing all those fit nicely figured young woman stirred me and made me thankful for the extra item I was wearing. "Uh oh," I thought, "there's about to be trouble in pool city." Four girls had scooped out water in some containers that Gwen had set aside and were walking toward the sunning group. All four of them unleashed their cool water attack at once and of course when the newly drenched ladies sat up they left without exception their tops on the deck. As a group the topless girls ran after the water throwers and as they attempted to push the throwers into the pool, all but one was pulled in too. The screaming quickly subsided and the war in the water to take the tops off the four throwers began. And in short order they were successful. Almost all of the ladies on the deck and in the pool were topless, two of them were trying to cover up with their hands and the others showed no concern. Among the unconcerned were of course Ashley and Katrina. Georgina remarked, "Your daughters have beautiful breasts. That's mine with her arms around Katrina." As Angela let go and backed away I noticed she was as incredible as either of mine. "Looks just like me," said Georgina as she motioned with her head towards her daugther. Not sure how to respond I kept quiet. Veronica walked up behind me, put her arms around my waist and rested her chin on my shoulder. "Good thing you have that thing on, handsome," she whispered in my ear. "Angela is as lovely as her mother isn't she?" In agreement with her I nodded slightly. At that moment Ashley saw me, smiled and waved. I waved back. "No shyness there is there," said Bev who was now standing next to me. "In fact, none of them seem concerned, do they?" "Kids certainly are different today," Evelyn remarked. Bev chimed in with, "I wish I'd been as confident of myself at that age. My daughter Caroline doesn't seem to care that you're looking, or that any of us are. I wish I had their figures too. Youth is wasted on the young, damn." Ashley came running across the deck, breasts bobbing, towards the door, slid it open and said "Dad, hand me my cell, please. Hi, everyone, why don't you take off your tops and join us?" Any Chance We Could Ch. 19 I handed her her cell asking "Important call to make?" "No, pictures to take." she replied as she opened the phone and began snapping. With that many girls reached for their purses or bags and soon almost everyone on the deck had one. Angela came to the door still topless, "Mom, let me borrow yours." Instead Georgina took a small credit card sized camera out of her purse, held it up and took a picture of a grinning Angela then handed it to her. "Wait" said Georgina, "you haven't met Scott Appleton have you?" Angela stuck out her hand, never taking her eyes off mine and said, "Hi." She didn't seem concerned to be in front of the adults bare breasted. As everyone photographed or got photographed, the clamor died down and most of the tops were put back on. The exceptions were Ashley, Caroline and Angela. Those three set their phones aside in a dry place and went to sit on the coping with their backs to us. "Veronica, maybe you could have a mother-daughter topless pool party soon. I'm sure Caroline, Angela and your daughters would enjoy something like that. I know I would. God, I'm getting wet just watching," said Bev in a low voice. The timing could have not been better for the partiers or worse for the cops. They both came in looking for a snack and a drink to take out with them. They glanced at the bare backs of the three, thanked us and went back outside. Gwen and Teresa seemed unconcerned by the nakedness. In fact Teresa had nudged Gwen when Ashley had made the blanket invitation to join them. As I was getting ready to go back to my work I saw Cindy. Our eyes met, we smiled and waved at each other. That was first time I had seen her today so I didn't know if she had been in the topless group. Something about that look stirred me. Ashley and Caroline were putting their tops back on and the group seemed to be settling down. I grabbed a beer and headed back to my office/crafts room project. I was looking at a head shot of Veronica. Georgina stuck her head in the door saying, "She's lovely isn't she. I notice her shoulders are bare, was she nude?" "I honestly don't remember Georgina," I replied. "Would you shoot me nude?" she asked. "Maybe Angela too?" "Sure, if you'd like that. Veronica may do the actual photography, she has developed quite a knack for bringing out female sensuality," I replied. "Well, thanks, I was just looking around your lovely house. I need to get back into the dining room. I think the caterers could use a bit of help. When are you going to barbeque?" she asked over her shoulder as she walked out. I could swear there was an extra flounce to her ass as she walked across the entry hall. I looked at the clock, it was a little after five and I decided to check on my next duty. I asked Gwen if she needed me to start and she told me to get the fire ready. I walked out onto the deck to be surrounded by female pulchritude. Girls of all shapes and sizes, each as attractive as the next were wandering about or engaged in small group conversations. Ashley put her arm around my waist and introduced several of her friends to me as I worked on the grill. Cindy came up to me alone, greeted me and said, "Scott, thank you for the kindness of the other evening in the hot tub incident. You gave me confidence that this was a safe place and that you and Ashley's mom were safe to be with. I've never felt that from an adult before." "The pleasure was ours, Cindy. You can always feel welcome here and I hope your bra wasn't too damaged by the suction." I said the last part of the sentence in a low enough voice not to be overheard. "I did have to throw it away, but it needed to be replaced anyway. Again, thanks," she said. "Did you see me topless?" In a low voice I replied, "Unfortunately not this time. Can I hope that they'll be another time when I will?" She leaned close to my ear and whispered, "I'd like that very, very much and I'll make it happen again. Okay?" "Yes, Veronica would enjoy it as well!" Katrina came up behind me, wrapped her arms around my chest and whispered in my ear, "Keeping it under control I see." Before I could respond she released her hold, backed away and walked away. She looked back over her shoulder caught my eye and winked. Mary Claire said hello and introduced some more ladies to me. I think during the twenty minutes or so that I was getting the fire ready, I had met everyone of Katrina's and Ashley's guests. I couldn't remember all their names, but they were certainly a lovely bunch of young ladies. Teresa asked if I was ready. When I nodded she brought out several trays of meat for me to cook. While cooking, several girls wandered by to talk with either Veronica, who had joined me, or me. I asked Veronica if she had talked to Cindy. I quietly mentioned to her that I had felt some vibes from Cindy. With a twinkle in her eye Veronica said she would make a point of talking to her to see if she could find out something. After finishing I went back inside with Veronica in tow and waited while Gwen and Teresa did their jobs. We sat with the rest of the adults at the dining room table to enjoy their cooking. I invited the cops in to fill their plates as well. After dinner, there seemed to be a steady stream of girls in the hot tub with each group usually staying in for only a single cycle. The music resumed and the conversations seemed both lively and at times serious. I noticed that several of the girls began to make trips into the bathroom and returned dressed in non-swim wear. Each was carrying a plastic bag from one of the local boutiques that Veronica had thoughtfully provided for their wet suits. As the guests were leaving, Georgina and Angela made sure to be the last two. As they were chatting with me, Georgina put a business card into my hand, gave Angela a knowing look, and said "Call me, either of you beautiful people. We may have something to share." She gave me a longing look and they turned and left. I followed them to the driveway and walked out to the cops, dismissed and thanked them. They said that about ten o'clock they had interrupted two young men, one boosting the other up to see over the fence. When told they were trespassing and could be prosecuted if they didn't leave now, they left with a sheepish thank you. Gwen and Teresa were just about finished cleaning up and putting the furniture into the truck, when I told them that they were more than welcome to take a soak in the tub. They both demurred muttering something about 'company policy'. I gave them each a substantial cash tip and told them that I would write a letter to Kurt praising their excellent service. Veronica and I settled into the sofa in the living room. We were cuddling together talking about how well things had gone when Katrina and Ashley reappeared from upstairs in skirts and tops, barefoot and asked if it was bed time. "Yours, or ours?" Veronica asked. "All of us," Ashley replied. "Let me check doors and it will be," I said as I moved quickly to check the front door. Veronica moved to check the patio door. As Veronica and I followed them back upstairs I noticed that they were both bare assed. "Forget something?" I asked. As they lifted their tops up and off, they said, "Yeah, underwear, you have a problem with that?" "Hmm, don't you feel overdressed handsome?" asked Veronica. "Yeah" I replied "let's do something about that." As Veronica took off her clothes I began to take off mine, and as I reached the jock strap, Katrina pushed my hand away and began to caress my dick through the fabric pouch. "God, you're hard as a rock," she said. She began to pull the waistband down as Veronica cautioned, "Careful sweetheart, that's going to spring out and could knock you over." True to the warning, as Katrina freed it, my dick sprung up and almost hit her in the nose. "Wow, that was close," she said as she grasped it and slowly stroked it. "Bedtime girls. My turn, we shared last night. He's all mine tonight," Veronica announced firmly. "Ahh, no fair," said Katrina as she embraced me and kissed me. Ashley kissed me as well and I was able to caress both wonderfully firm asses before they walked to their room. "Come on lover, let me get on top," said Veronica. We turned off the lights, I lay back on the bed and my beautiful lover impaled herself on my dick. She braced herself on my chest and leaned over to get her nipples within reach of my mouth. We made love for about fifteen minutes before we came together. Veronica lay next to me on her back and I was on my side with my arm draped across her. "Handsome, what did you think of Georgina and her daughter Angela? She certainly was coming onto you and Angela was obviously unashamed when she stood in front of you topless." Before replying I got up and dug Georgina's business card out of my pants pocket. "She gave me this as she was leaving and said in a voice loud enough for her daughter to hear 'Call me, either of you, we may have something to share'." "That's very interesting. Do you want to or should I?" questioned Veronica in a teasing tone. "Vixens." I said, "They're already three in my life and I'm very satisfied with them. She wants to be photographed. I suggested that you and I would do it together. She thought that would be nice. But apparently she was thinking more than that, call her. She's in real estate. Residential. So you've got all her numbers." "Don't dismiss opportunities too quickly. Let's see what the possible photo shoot and the call bring. And don't forget my feelings about young pussy. The deck was certainly loaded with it today and I was damp almost all day. Speaking of that Bev suggested that I ought to have a mother-daughter topless pool party with her Caroline, Angela and our girls." "Now that's a hell of an idea, I hope it stays warm for awhile. I wouldn't mind seeing either of those two women topless, and I know you wouldn't mind a bit." As I spoke I thought momentarily of the contrast between Georgina and Bev. Where the sassy 5'4" Georgina was a thin and small breasted, straight shoulder length hair, a light brunette who if she weighed 105 lbs would be a surprise; the full-figured large breasted Bev towered over Georgina at 6'1". Framed by her straight bleached blonde wavy hair, Bev's cute fuller face suited her larger build and figure, and her full voluptuous ass. There was something about Bev's large deep brown eyes that drew my attention to them when she spoke. Her daughter, though far thinner, Caroline was by far the largest and tallest player on either of the two teams. "Ohh, by the way I think Cindy may have a very deep crush on you. She was carefully watching your every move when you were on the patio," my fiancée noted drawing me from my thoughts. With a guarded tone I replied, "Cindy is a sweet girl. I think any infatuation will disappear as quickly as it appeared. By the way, I'm willing to use Kurt's staff again for another party." "Just to get around Gwen again? I saw you looking at her from time to time, she does have a nice ass and is well within my fetish, so I agree. The party seemed to go well. Everyone was happy when they left, and neither of our girls complained. I guess we'll chalk it up as a success," said Veronica. "Now get back inside me, the pool party idea was arousing and it affected you the same way," as she rolled back on top of me and settled on my hardened cock. She started to undulate her hips slowly but in short order she was riding my cock rapidly with a growing heated energy that consumed both of us. Any Chance We Could Ch. 20 This is a work in progress and chapters will be submitted at regular intervals. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. If you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Sunday, October 14 For ten minutes the intensity of the storm grew. The crackle of the thunder reverberated throughout the house as the light every thirty seconds or so turned night into day. In short order two young ladies slid into our bed, Ashley snuggled again me and Katrina against Veronica. "Scared?" I asked. "Heavens no," said Ashley. "It's just a good reason to get in bed with both of you." While the noise abated after about forty five minutes, the steady beat of heavy rain continued as we drifted back to sleep. When we awoke in the morning, Ashley was on her side against me with my left hand on one of her breasts. She wiggled her ass against me and greeted us with a yawning "Good morning." When I arose Veronica joined me in the shower. Both girls went to their own bath to shower together. As I was dressing I looked out the window at a very soggy world and steady rain. It was the type of day to stay inside and relax by a fire. I reminded myself to order some seasoned wood for the fireplace in the craft room. We went down to get coffee, Veronica in a short robe and low heels, me in jogging pants and a tee. Katrina and Ashley soon joined us, both in jogging pants and tight tees, no bras, and low heels like Veronica. "Doesn't look good for tryouts today," remarked Katrina. She took her coffee over to the laptop on the counter and logged into the Athletic Association website and confirmed that it was a rainout. She then sat on my lap and asked "What's the rain plan for today, play in bed, get naked, what? I like you without the jock strap. Your batteries feel nice against my leg," she asked as she wiggled her ass a bit. Veronica reminded her, "Hazel is coming at eleven, and Scott needs to finish the Carol shoot." "I'll fix pancakes and see what comes up, besides Dad and our nipples," said Ashley. Both girls' hard nipples were obvious against their tees. As we ate I suggested that the girls take the debit card and go underwear shopping. "Good idea, don't you think?" asked Katrina. "Sure, sis, I want some pretty, practical bras and panties and we can help each other pick them out. We need to get two or three negligees too." As the girls continued to chatter about shopping I looked at Veronica as she leaned over the sink watching the rain. My eyes traveled down from her wavy blond hair which cascaded across her shoulders along to her womanly hips to those long shapely legs that first caught my attention. I walked over to unashamedly lift the back of her robe to rest my clothed dick against her bare ass. I reached around and caressed her bare breasts under her robe. "Mmm, that's nice handsome," she said. As I relished the soft pliability of her breasts I felt a hand go under my waistband, and wrap around my hard dick. I glanced to the side and saw blonde hair. "Ashley, what a nice touch. What are you trying to do, get some dessert for breakfast." "No, I want some tonight though. You feel so good and I can't resist the temptation to play with your dick," she said. "Thanks." I responded. Veronica turned in my arms and jumped in to inform our daughters with some firmness, "Ladies, what a boy or a young man has between his legs is called a dick. Some men may call what they have a dick. A woman may even call the small thing some men have a dick, but young ladies make no mistake, what your father has is a cock, not a dick. He has a cock, a glorious raging cock to pleasure us. When you have had a hard cock in you for the first time and as your passion grows, you and your body will then understand. The word 'cock' will naturally and freely roll off your lips. Please show him the respect by using the right term." "Yes Mom," they both replied in unison. Ashley withdrew her hand, kissed the back of my neck and said to Katrina, "Let's go." Ashley said, "I agree with Mom. You have a magnificent and glorious cock." "I second what my sister just said," Katrina added as they moved to leave the kitchen. Veronica with her robe open, kissed me, and said, "Let's go to bed and make love, now." "Can we watch?" asked Katrina as they turned around in the hallway. "If you wish, but I thought you were going shopping. There'll be plenty of opportunities for watching later," Veronica reminded her. "I guess you're right we live together now and it's not every day Dad offers the debit card," said Katrina. Ashley and Katrina preceded us up the steps, they to their bedroom, Veronica and me to ours. "On your back, handsome, I wanna pole dance." said Veronica with lust and need upon her face. As soon as were both naked, she mounted me and just as she had lowered herself onto me, Ashley walked in, "Fantastic ass Mom." She leaned over and kissed me, "We'll be home mid-afternoon, buy us lunch Dad?" "Of course, love you, love you both, aah" I said just as Veronica lifted herself up on her knees until the tip of my cock was all that was in her vagina, then quickly lowered herself back down. "Play nice!" I heard Katrina call from the hallway. Making love to Veronica to the sound of a gently falling rain was delightful. We both came, she multiple times before we snuggled. "Hazel was saying Friday night that Emerson doesn't pay much attention to her anymore and was in awe of the attention you pay to me. So she asked if we could talk about what I do to keep your attention. Do you know of any fetishes that Emerson has or that you can remember him ever mentioning?" Veronica asked as her head rested on my shoulder while her hand lightly danced across my chest. "Offhand, I can remember that he likes legs and breasts. He usually remarks about seeing a nice pair of either. I don't know if he has any clothing preferences, although given the legs and breasts thing, revealing, emphasizing or teasing would probably work." I said. "Maybe I'll give her a few examples. Would you mind me showing her a half cup bra and stockings?" Veronica asked. "In your hand or on your magnificent body?" I asked. "I think the best example would be on, don't you think?" she asked. "Of course, you know I do." With that we got up and showered. When we returned to the bedroom Veronica immediately put on a beige half cup bra, matching garter belt and beige thong panties, pulled on tan stockings, then finished with a pale beige satin blouse, darker brown pin-striped knee length skirt and tan high heeled sandals. As I sat on the bed my eyes took pleasure in her little show. "If you weren't meeting the wife of my oldest friend and partner, I take you back to bed right now," I said. "Later, handsome, close your mouth and get dressed." she said. A moment later I was still looking at the love of my life while thinking about something that could get Emerson going. I dismissed it. I must have still looked to be in thought as my love asked, "handsome, what are you thinking about?" "It's was really nothing" I replied quietly. "Scott Stuart Appleton, don't give me that. You were thinking something that has to do with Emerson and Hazel. What is it?" "Fine, I was thinking of Hazel doing something besides teasing Emerson with something more than little shows of her breasts and legs. When they're out somewhere she could draw his attention to the breasts, shape and legs of particular women. She could even mention what she likes about the woman's legs and breasts before asking him what he thinks of the woman. What would really get him going is a statement from her wondering what it'd be like to suckle her breasts. It is a crazy idea. Hazel would never do it, she's too conservative." Veronica had the conspiratorial look in her eye, "Hmmm, that's an interesting idea. Or asking him to take her to a gentleman's club." "Wow. Don't go there Veronica. Hazel blew up on him when he and I along with a few buddies went to one a month before he married her. What you're thinking is impossible," I cautioned her. I put on briefs, jogging shorts, deck shoes and a polo shirt and we went downstairs. As Veronica puttered in the kitchen I took a cup of coffee and went towards the 'crafts' room. "Veronica," I said as I walked toward the hallway, let's call the 'crafts' room something else? Like, 'the den'." I had been in the den for a short while when I heard Veronica at the door welcoming Hazel ...and Kim. I thought it was only going to be Hazel, but I heard her saying that Kim wanted to come along and visit with our daughters. Veronica said she was more than welcome to stay but the girls wouldn't be home for a couple of hours. Kim asked where I was and Veronica told her "he's working in the den." Kim walked in, saying "I hope I'm not interrupting anything Scott. I thought Katrina and Ashley would be here." "Make yourself comfortable, sweetheart. You're always welcome in my home." "What're you doing?" she asked. "Last weekend I did a photo shoot of Veronica's best friend Carol and I'm getting ready to finish a first cull. Feel free to watch and comment, I must caution you that female nudity is prevalent in this shoot." "Really? I might enjoy it, Gwen and I spend a lot of time either partly or fully nude together," Kim said. I began with the green set which we I had partially culled. When I reduced it to twenty eight pictures, Kim remarked, "She's beautiful, you're good. What does Veronica think? She excites me in some of those pictures, wow!" "Veronica shot the next two sets and she was off camera for the all shoots. She is exciting, you must meet her sometime," I said. Veronica appeared at the door, "Come and eat. How's the Carol project coming lover? What'd you think of Scott's work, Kim?" As we walked to the table Kim said to Veronica, "He's very good. Didn't it make you jealous when he was photographing her undressing?" "No, I guess he told you that I was there. Scott loves me with his whole being and I him in the same way. Both my love and our relationship is too deep for there to be jealousy, especially when sharing a passion," Veronica replied with confidence. "Undressing? Jealous? What did I miss?" asked Hazel returning from the bathroom. "Scott was showing me a nude photo shoot that he and Veronica had done of a friend of Veronica's. I was asking Veronica how she felt about it," Kim answered. "Your Mother and I were talking about how she feels about your relationship with Gwen," said Veronica. "And I explained that our girls have a special relationship too. I think she is going to let the issue drop because I've directed her concerns to another issue, your Father" said Veronica. Hazel began, "Kim while you've been out of the house and living with Gwen for the last twenty-three months, your Father has been working long hours. I've let the concern for your sexuality and the lack of sex drive of your Father eat away at me. I've directed my anger at you and Gwen. I need to deal with Emerson and our relationship so I'm no longer going to negatively concern myself with the two of you. I'll accept Gwen as someone special, and although your relationship is not one I would engage in, I love you and I will respect your choice. My conversations with Veronica Friday after dinner and in just a short while this morning, is changing the focus of my concerns. I hope you'll forgive me for the past nastiness." "Wow, Mom, of course!" she said as she enthusiastically hugged Hazel with a tear in her eye. She then turned to do the same with Veronica, and kissed her full on the lips too, albeit a short one. "After lunch, Veronica's going to tell me how she keeps Scott perpetually interested. You may go back to the nude pictures and Scott if you wish," Hazel said with a somewhat dismissive tone. "That works. I'm not particularly interested in your sex life Mother. Scott has some beautiful sexy pictures I want to see more of, no offense intended," said Kim. "None taken," nodded Hazel. We had a delightful lunch and talked of many things other than sex, although my hand occasionally strayed to Veronica's upper thigh when I felt the garter clasp through her skirt. After we finished and as Kim and I walked back to the den, Kim leaned toward my ear and whispered, "You're very hard." "Yep, that's most of my life with Veronica, Katrina and Ashley. I told you that Friday" I replied in a whisper. After we'd left, Hazel said to Veronica, "I tried one of the things you suggested on Friday, you noticed that I held Emerson's hand as we waited for the car and that I sat in the middle of the seat. I also pulled my skirt up to mid-thigh and put his hand on the inside of my thigh. He began moving it around and by the time we were home he had it up all the way against my damp pantyhose covered crotch. We actually made out in the car in the garage and then when we got inside we made love for the first time in weeks. Kind of frantic, kind of satisfying, with me cumming twice and Emerson filling me up, the love I missed. Or maybe was just a good fucking, whatever it was, it was satisfying. It was good and I want to keep his interest and his dick up." "I glad I was able to get you 'fucked' Hazel by your husband's 'dick'" she smiled not so much because of Hazel's pleasure but because of what she'd said to the girls earlier. She thought Hazel's perspective was part of her problem and she needed to work on it. After a second or two to collect her thoughts she continued, "When Scott and I first met, he told me that he had a hose and heels fetish. I never miss an opportunity to fulfill it. I wear heels almost all the time, hose most of the time, and I flash him little glimpses as often as I can. He can't, no let me amend that, we can't keep our hands off each other. We make love every day, sometimes more than once. We're both in heaven enjoying each other physically, emotionally and just being in each other's presence. He now works normal hours, we have lunch together most days, and he attended softball games almost every day for the last few weeks. Ashley loves him dearly. I've never been so happy." "Yeah, but look at you, you're strikingly beautiful. Who wouldn't want to be with you?" "Thanks, Hazel, but have you thought about changing your wardrobe. You may have a lot a beauty that you're keeping covered up. Do you mind seeing another woman in lingerie? Or me seeing you? If you don't, come upstairs with me. I've become a bit of an exhibitionist around Scott, so I don't mind you looking. Come on," Veronica said. She took Hazel's hand and led her to our bedroom. "Sit on the edge of the bed, and I'll try to explain. Before you sit put your hand on the top of my thigh. Yes right there. Feel that? That's a garter clasp, I'm wearing garter hose, that's what Scott was feeling when he was running his hand over my leg at lunch. I noticed you were watching." said Veronica. "I did watch and I noticed that when he and Kim stood to leave he had a nice bulge in his pants. So that's what was on his mind." said Hazel. "He more than likely was thinking of the bare thigh above the hose top and maybe wondering if I had taken off my panties since this morning when he watched me put them on. Now watch. This is a maneuver designed to really interest Emerson." said Veronica. She stood, turned completely around and as she began to sit on the dressing bench across from Hazel she tugged her skirt up with her finger tips to mid-thigh so that when she sat the hem was seven or eight inches above the top of her knees. She then demurely grasped the hem, and lifted the skirt up as she crossed her legs, then pulled the skirt back down to about four inches above her knee. "If I did that right you got a glimpse of the stocking top. Did you?" "Oh, yes, that was very sexy Veronica and it got my attention. I know it'd interest Emerson, he likes legs." "Let me show you something else. I'm going to do exactly what I would do if you were Scott," she smiled. Veronica unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse and walked over and leaned from the waist in front of Hazel and then squatted down with her knees together, then put her hand on Hazel's knee, slowly stood, leaned back over and lightly kissed her lips. "What did you see, what did you feel." "Well," a blushing Hazel said, "I saw your bra, the top of your breast, when you knelt I tried to look up your skirt. Your hand on my knee and your kiss surprised me but after you broke the kiss I swear I saw a nipple. Jesus, how sexy." "Good demo, huh?" Veronica asked. "You probably did see a nipple, I intended for you to." "Don't you have a bra on?" asked Hazel. "I can see the outline of one across your back." "I do, and I'll show you in a minute. Now watch." Veronica put her fingertips inside her blouse and touched each breast. She then pushed her shoulders back and her hardened nipples were apparent against the satin blouse. "How does that look," she asked. "You're incredibly sexy, Veronica, I couldn't be that sexy," said Hazel. "I think of myself as too full figured and look at my stomach." "Do you love Emerson?" Veronica asked. "Yes, of course." said Hazel. "Then you can be the sexy woman of his dreams. You can get him to make love to you whenever you want, and I bet he'll spend a lot less time at the office. You just have to learn what arouses and excites him. Would you mind undressing, I really can't see your best features in those loose pants and top. How does Emerson like your hair, short like it is now? Or like most men, long?" "I used to keep it long until he lost interest and I got it cut." "Let it grow, you can afford to have it professionally cared for," said Veronica. Nervously Hazel began to unbutton her blouse. She slowly pulled it open and hesitated a moment before dropping it on the bed. She stepped out of her clunky low heeled shoes and then unfastened her pants and stepped out of them with embarrassment evident upon her face. "Hazel, Hazel, Hazel. White cotton bra, white cotton full coverage panties, knee highs, clunky heeled shoes, we need to go shopping. Are you free tomorrow? I'll help you pick out some clothes that'll get you laid when you get home tomorrow. Do you mind taking off your bra? What size are you?" As she took off her bra revealing hard nipples and firm breasts and said "36C." She turned around and got an approving look at her still round, shapely ass from Veronica. Veronica took off her own blouse revealing her half cup bra and hardened nipples to Hazel. Veronica walked over to her dresser and took out a white half cup bra and handed it to Hazel, saying "This is a B cup, but try it." Hazel put it on, with a generous amount of breast and the nipples showing, and looked into the mirror. "Wow, that reflection is me, nice tits Hazel, if I don't say so myself." "Bend over and look in the mirror," Veronica encouraged. "God, I'm turning myself on," remarked Hazel. "Put your blouse back on. No keep the bra we'll get more like that and some other styles tomorrow. I want you to change into something a bit tighter when you get home and tease Emerson tonight." "Now, something else," said Veronica as she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. "I did leave my panties on" turning she showed her ass to Hazel. "Doesn't the thong make my ass look nice? Now watch as I bend over." "Goddam," said Hazel, "You look good enough to eat!" "I know and so will you too," said Veronica as she got a pair of white thong panties out of another drawer and handed them to Hazel. "Given what you were wearing, I never would have guessed that we're we nearly the same size, you're just a bit shorter than me." As Hazel took off her own panties, Veronica remarked, "Does Emerson like you hairy like that? If he does, let me show you something that drives Scott crazy." Veronica put finger on either side of her panty crotch and pulled the fabric aside allowing a fringe of hair to show after removing her fingers. Any Chance We Could Ch. 20 "I've never heard him say one way or the other," replied Hazel. "But I'm going to try that as soon as I get home." "Okay, now sit on my left on the bed." As Hazel did so, Veronica stood and put her skirt back on. "Now try this sometime it's a great maneuver for riding in the car. Again I am going to do and say what I would if you were Scott." When Hazel nodded Veronica took her hand and starting at the hem, began to put her hand up the inside of her thigh until stopping it at the hair. "How did that feel to you?" "Very sexy," said Hazel as she inserted a finger under the edge of Veronica's panties and moved it against her labia. "Did I just make you wet?" "Yep. Now take your wet fingers and put them in my mouth." Veronica said, "Mmm, I taste so good, when we get home I'll bet you'd like some." "Damn, Veronica, now I'm wet." "Another good demo, huh." said Veronica. "Take your blouse back off." After Hazel had done so, Veronica stood behind her with her arms around her below her breasts and moved her hardened nipples against her back. "I know he'll like that!" said Veronica. "Ohh, if he won't I sure as hell will while I'm doing it," Hazel giggled. Veronica picked up her blouse, buttoned it and tucked it into her skirt as she said. "Emerson likes legs, he should like yours, your calves are a bit fuller than mine. I find them very attractive. Do you wear heels? Do you wear hose? Other than knee highs which should be banned. Pantyhose, thigh highs, garter stockings? What does Emerson like?" "I don't wear high heels because I've never bought any, I wear pantyhose or knee highs, I don't own any thigh highs or garter hose," replied Hazel. "I notice that Emerson notices when a woman in heels and hose walks by. I guess those need to go on the list for tomorrow." "These may be a bit long for you, but try them on anyway," said Veronica, as she handed Hazel a pair of cream colored thigh highs. Hazel pulled them on, stood and pulled her pants on. "Ooh, these feel nice," said Hazel, stepping back into her shoes. "What size shoe do you wear?" asked Veronica. "Ten" said Hazel, I have big feet for my height. Veronica went into her closet and brought out a pair of navy blue two inch heel slides. "Try these," Veronica said. "They feel nice," said Hazel as she walked around the bedroom. "Good," said Veronica as she gathered up Hazel's original bra, panties, knee highs and shoes and dropped them all in her wastebasket. "When you get home, ditch the pants and that blouse, wear a modestly tight knee length skirt and a shell top that's sleeveless and scoop necked." "I have a feeling that I'm going to get my husband back inside me again. If this works, I'll love you forever," effused Hazel, kissing Veronica full on the lips with her mouth open and tongue penetrating Veronica's mouth. Veronica was surprised by how Hazel was responding but broke the kiss so as not to push Hazel too far too quickly. "It'll work, especially after we go shopping tomorrow. And another thing, I hope you kiss Emerson like you just kissed me. I almost grabbed your ass!" laughed Veronica. "Ooh, if you get another opportunity, try it, I think we'll both like it," said Hazel. Kim and Scott had gone back into the den to work on the Carol shoot. After they had winnowed the green shoot down to twenty, Kim commented on the sheer pantyhose. "I kind of liked those, but would stockings have been better? Ashley and Katrina said you really like stockings and that they wear them often." "We have a couple of series with stockings, but let's go to the black gown series which is subtly sexy, not in your face pubic hair sexy." I said. "This next set is one that Veronica choreographed and shot. I think it is incredibly sexy and exciting without any 'in your face' nudity." I said. As we scrolled through the long black dress shoot and began eliminating bad exposures and awkward poses the final group was about 35 images. "Wow," said Kim, "This was a great series." "Can I ask you a personal favor, Scott?" "Of course, anything," I replied. "Would you shoot Gwen and me? Both individually and together? Dressed, undressing, nude? Would you have to tell Mom and Dad?" "No, I wouldn't tell Emerson and Hazel, and I'll photograph you anyway the two of you feel comfortable. I'll bet there's a luscious body under those clothes." "Gwen thinks so. I'm comfortable in my skin, so yes there is. Thanks for commenting. One other thing, have you photographed Katrina and Ashley?" "Yes. Ask them Tuesday if they want to show you their sets, but I have some nice series of each of them and both of them," I said. "Nudes?" asked Kim. "Yes, some also some just topless and very provocative." I said. "Katrina too?" "Yes, both of them," I said. "Ohh, I'll bet they're hot!" said Kim. "Can I see some?" "Let's call Katrina and ask." As the cell phone rang and Katrina answered I said," Hi sweetheart, Kim wants to ask you something. Love you," and I handed the phone to Kim. "Scott has been showing me the Carol shoot. I asked if he had any of you. May I have your permission to see them. Okay, thanks, see you Tuesday." I opened the Katrina folder from last Friday and began a slide show on the large screen. "These haven't been edited, so forgive the bad shots," I commented. When her hairy pussy came into view and again when she was fully undressed except for the garter belt, stockings and heels, I noticed that Kim's breathing had increased. "Turn you on do they?" I asked. "Oh God yes!" and as she said that she put her hand in my lap and squeezed my very hard dick. I was surprised by how Kim's lustful looks at my daughter were affecting me. "She told me Friday that you were given peeks of pubic hair by both of them from time to time. She didn't say anything about in your face uncovered pussy shows. How hot is that!" she exclaimed gasping. "Katrina wore the hose and heels to bed after we were done. And, you have a nice touch," I grinned. "To her bed?" "No, to bed with me," I stated. "You sleep together?" Kim asked. "We have been for the last few weeks, yes." "Do you make love, do you screw your own daughter," Kim's voice was rising. "No, but mutual masturbation is an excellent way to fall asleep. I'm sure you and Gwen enjoy the same. Don't you?" "Enjoy the same what?" asked Hazel. "Oh we're just talking," said Kim. "Kim, did you enjoy Scott's hobby?" asked Veronica as she and Hazel came into the room. "Very much. Very very much. Thanks Scott for the time and for listening to my comments. Are we leaving now Mom?" 'Yes. I have a couple of stops to make on the way home. You may want to go with me and do a little shopping. Veronica and I are going tomorrow as well for some heavy duty wardrobe enhancement." "Again, thanks Scott and Veronica for lunch. I guess I'll see both of you again on Tuesday. Can I bring anything?" added Kim. "Just Gwen, sweetheart," said Hazel. That comment caused Kim's eyebrows to rise as did the lip to lip kiss Hazel gave Veronica. On the way to the door Kim held back a bit and asked in a whisper into my ear, "Can I call you?" "Yes, of course, anytime," I replied. When we reached the door Hazel put her arm around Kim's waist and pulled her hip against hers, saying "I feel so much better about everything, Kim. I want you to know that." As they quickly walked to Hazel's car in the drizzle, I said "That seemed to go very well. You and Hazel seemed to have quickly formed a nice friendship." "Tell you what lover, the proof is in the pudding. Call me tomorrow as soon as you've seen Emerson. We'll see how well," said Veronica before kissing me and grinding her stomach against my erection. "Mmm, nothing like being surrounded by pretty women to get you up, is there? What was that 'of course, anytime' response to Kim?" "She wanted to see some pictures of Katrina and Katrina said it was okay so I showed her the ones I took last week after the club and she got very hot and breathless. Even went so far as to grab my dick for a moment. I told her that Katrina wore the hose and heels to bed with me and she was starting to question me about it when you came in. I guess she wants to finish the conversation.' I explained. "Do you think she wants to go to bed with you?" Veronica asked. "Probably with Katrina, not me," I replied. "If it's you, will you? She's very, very pretty," she continued. "If it's with both of us, sure. I'm sure she's still in your 'young pussy' fantasy, isn't she" I asked. She laughed, "I like how you answered. Let me be clear, you can bed any woman that interests you as long as I give the green light, which I'll do if there could be an opportunity for me to be involved then or later. I guess she still fits in my 'young pussy' fantasy. "I'll think more about that Tuesday when we see her again. Very likely I would, I'll bet she'd be delightful in bed." "Let's go up and make out in a horizontal position just as soon as I answer that phone. Oh, hi, Cindy, no they're not here at the moment, but they should be back in twenty or thirty minutes. Ok. On your cell? Either one? Sure, Bye." We walked upstairs and Veronica took off her blouse and skirt, and pulled my shirt up and off. We began kissing and caressing and fell onto the bed, we were in each others arms when Katrina asked, "Is that all you two ever do?" I raised my mouth from Veronica's light brown nipple, and said, "No, you've seen us do other things, haven't you?" "Can't remember what?" asked Ashley. "We walked our cute asses off at the mall. So how about leg rubs for both of us then we'll show you some of what we got," said Katrina. "Ok, take your shoes and skirts off and lay down next to Veronica." "Panties, too?" asked Ashley. "If you want my hands on your legs and butts, they better be bare," Veronica informed them. "Oh, Cindy called. She wants you to call her on her cell, either one of you." I said. "Call her Ashley, I'm going to get some lotion," said Katrina as she left our room. "Dad, Cindy says she has something to show Katrina and me. Can I invite her for dinner?" asked Ashley. "Sure," Veronica said, "ask her to be here about six." "Cindy, come for dinner with all of us. About six. What are you bringing over to show us? A bikini? OK, but we've seen bikinis before. It is? Ohh, then I want to see it. Will you model it? What do you mean maybe? Yes, I'm sure Dad would love it, Mom too. See you at six. Bye," said Ashley closing her phone. Veronica whispered in my ear, "A momentary crush huh? You do realize that showing the girls her new bikini is a pretext to really showing you don't you?" Before I could answer Katrina came back in the bedroom carrying a bottle of lotion. "Veronica will you do mine?" "Sure, get your skirt and panties off and lay down on the edge of the bed." "Gosh, Dad, I guess you'll have to do me," said Ashley. "I'd love to Ashley, lay on the other side of the bed." Ashley dropped her skirt as she walked around the bed, and pulled her panties down before lying down on her back. "I thought your butt hurt?" I asked. "I'll roll over later, but I thought you'd like to look at my pussy for awhile," sniggered Ashley. "Yes, there is that," as I reached over to Veronica to get a handful of lotion. I began on her upper thighs with long strokes from her crotch to her knees being careful not to touch her hair. I then moved to her lower legs and did each in turn down to her toes. Then I massaged her lower stomach, again avoiding her pubic area. I was getting purring sounds the whole time and hearing the same from Katrina, I looked over and Veronica was massaging her cheeks and the cleft, when Katrina said "Oh". "Did that hurt sweetheart?" asked Veronica. "No, the end of your finger in my asshole just surprised me. It felt really good." "I thought you might like that," said Veronica. "We'll come back there later, okay?" "Sure," as Katrina spread her legs a bit. "Mmm, Dad, aren't you going to touch me?" asked Ashley. "I thought you wanted me to just look," I said. "Don't be silly, put a finger in me and touch my clit," said Ashley. "Happy to oblige, ma'm," I said. "Oh great, Ashley how's it feel to get fingered by John Wayne?" asked Katrina. "Nnh, pretty good actually," grunted Ashley. "I'll give you five minutes to stop that, then you can play with my ass." I bent over and blew on Ashley's clit. She reacted immediately with a deep sigh, reached for the top of my shorts and pulled me toward her head. "Push 'em down, I want to see you" she said. After I did, she reached for my dick and pulled me close to her face, looked at me as I kept a finger in her, then opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around my head. I felt her tongue laving the end of my dick, "Keep it up and you're going to get a mouthful," I said. She pulled back and said "Isn't that the point?" and wrapped her lips around me again. "Mmmm," she hummed and continued to lick my head. Katrina raised her head to watch and Veronica pushed a finger into her vagina. "Oh shit Mom, two fingers." As Veronica began pushing her second finger in, Katrina moved her hand under her and began touching her own clit. "Now Ashley" I said as I began to pump into her mouth. She kept her lips tightly around my dick and began rapidly swallowing. Simultaneously Katrina began to shiver and moan. Ashley released me from her mouth, smiling and said "That was quite tasty, and could become habit forming. It seems to have for Mom." "Sweeties, lets clean up a bit and get back downstairs, it's almost dinner time and I need to figure out what to fix," said Veronica. "Want to shower with me, Dad?" asked Katrina. "Do we have time Veronica," I asked. "Well, I wouldn't pass up an invitation like that, so you shouldn't either, enjoy." Katrina took off her top and bra and we warmed up the shower and climbed in. I soaped up a wash cloth and began on her back and then pulled her back against me and began on those fabulous breasts with her incredible ass pressed against me. I moved my cloth between her legs and tenderly soaped her up, occasionally touching her clit with my finger. She moaned appreciatively and reached behind her and grasped my very erect dick. She turned sideways to me saying, "Caress my breasts, kiss me, and I'll jack you off." I did and she stroked me firmly for a few minutes and accomplished her objective. "I suppose you should have been in my mouth, but let's do this again soon, okay?" she asked. "Your hand was fine. Your breasts felt magnificent, I wouldn't have changed anything. And yes again soon, you vixens are becoming habit forming," I said. We rinsed off, left the shower, dried off, and wandered to our respective bedrooms to get dressed. I wore sweat pants and a tee shirt. Katrina appeared in shorts, low heeled slides and a loose tee, obviously braless when she walked. We embraced and went downstairs to join the other vixens. "Good shower?" asked Veronica of both of us. "Almost as good as one with you," I replied. "It seems to have stopped raining, can you get the grill going and we can do this tenderloin? I'll fix some pasta and a salad, will that be enough?" asked Veronica. Katrina and Ashley pitched in to work on the salad and I went out to the grill and got the charcoal started before coming back in. "A thought for all of you," I said. What if we get a somewhat larger hot tub and put it closer to the door so we can use it in cool weather." "Sounds fine to me," said Veronica. Both girls nodded their assent. "Another thought I had was to extend the garage from the back so four cars would fit and build a studio on top, heated and cooled of course. We can furnish it with some furniture from my house to use as props," I said. "Can we get started soon," asked Veronica. "Sure, I'll contact a contractor I know tomorrow and have him get going on drawings and permits, maybe even have it done in less than a month." "How's the fire handsome?" asked Veronica. As I was about the answer the doorbell rang and as Katrina and Ashley greeted Cindy I responded, "Good timing, it's ready to start cooking." We had a delightful meal, Veronica enjoyed a glass of wine and I a beer. Cindy was quite the conversationalist. Cindy remarked about a coming severe storm that was supposed to hit after midnight. She had heard details on her car radio on the way over. After dinner, Cindy asked Katrina and Ashley if they wanted to see her new suit. Moments later the three girls headed upstairs for her to change. Meanwhile I checked the weather on the 'Net and they had moved the severe thunderstorm warning up to 10:00 tonight for rain, wind, and hail. Ashley came into the den and asked if the hot tub was still on and heated. I assured her that I hadn't unplugged it, to feel free to soak, and that Veronica and I might join them. "Why do you ask, are the three of you going to indulge?" I asked. "Well, Cindy has on this incredible bikini. We've almost talked her into showing it to you and Mom. I'm thinking I could tip her decision with the hot tub," said Ashley. As Veronica and were finishing our coffee, the three ladies returned wearing long tees. "Go ahead Cindy, Mom and Dad won't bite, show them," said Katrina. Cindy blushed a bit, something that's hard to do with an olive complexion, and pulled her shirt up and held it up with her hand. The bikini was not like anything I had ever seen. The top was a narrow fabric band around her chest and the cups each consisted of three narrow bands, one on each side of her breast, and the third covered her nipple. The three bands came together above her breasts and became a single band that tied behind her neck. The bands were no more than 3/8ths of an inch wide. The bottom was like a bra cup, the two side bands were on either side of her pussy and the middle one was pulled down into her pubic hair to her slit. As she turned around there was only a single band going up her ass cleavage to the band around her waist. "God," said Veronica, "that is the sexiest bikini I've ever seen! I'll bet Scott thinks so too, don't you handsome?" "Is there any doubt about what I think? Where'd you get it Cindy? You look incredibly sexy," I said. "Mary Claire and I bought them on line from The-Bikini.com, but Duboi bikinis.com also has some incredible models. The-Bikini.com has amateur pictures and it showed someone about my size in this suit who had a hairy pussy like mine. It's called a 'peekaboo no coverage bikini', any doubt why? Most all of the sites show models with bare pussies, but I kind of like mine the way it is. Ashley and Katrina said that both you and Veronica agree that a trimmed hairy pussy is your preference," said Cindy. "It is," I managed to gasp out. "Would you take some pictures of me by the hot tub, Scott?" asked Cindy as she pulled her shirt off. "Of course he will," said Veronica. "God, you look delightful, good enough to eat." "Really, you would do that?" asked Cindy smiling. "You bet Mom would. She loves teen pussy," grinned Ashley. I grabbed my camera and flash from the den and joined them on the deck. Ashley and Veronica had uncovered the tub and Katrina was pulling her tee up and over her head. Ashley followed as soon as she was able. "Beautiful," I said "You're both topless and in G-strings, I guess you didn't want Cindy to feel overdressed." "Right Dad, now take some pictures of Cindy," said Katrina. Cindy was very relaxed and began posing with the tub as a backdrop with direction from Veronica. There were several front views, legs apart and a few rear views of her striking ass. The bands over her breasts did not quite cover her areola and at Veronica's suggestion she moved them aside a bit to reveal her erect nipples. Any Chance We Could Ch. 20 "Cindy come over to the settee and let's take a few more. Sit with one foot on the cushion and the other on the deck. Stretch your arm along the back and lean back." After giving these directions Veronica put her hand on the inside of Cindy's thigh saying, "just a little bit wider." Cindy shivered and said, "Your fingers feel very nice, very sensual." "Anything else ladies? No?" I asked. "I'll sort these and print the better ones as 4 x 6s and you can decide what you want." As Veronica and I left the deck they all climbed into the hot tub and Ashley fired up the jets. "You did very well and so did Cindy. She only glanced at your erect cock a few times," remarked Veronica as we walked into the kitchen. "And you showed remarkable restraint with your hand on the inside of her thigh so close to her pussy. She does have a beautiful slender body. But our daughter's almost nude bodies made a large contribution to my cock situation," I remarked. "Did you notice the gleam in her eye as she showed off for you? She is definitely interested in my man," she said with smile before laughing. "I caught a real heart throb, a handsome, gallant and confident heart throb." Not knowing how to respond I merely shook my head indicating that I didn't hold myself in such terms. I was relieved when she changed the subject. "Let's go on line later and see what we can find for the Key's trip," said Veronica. I nodded my agreement. We walked into the den, I downloaded the camera memory to my desktop computer, we chose 20 of the better shots and I began printing them. By the time we were carrying the prints into the kitchen, another tub cycle had stopped and the ladies were walking to the door. "Towels please Dad," said Ashley. "We see lightning to the west and decided we'd call it an evening." Cindy caught me looking (leering) at her. She smiled, and turned around in front of me before wrapping the towel around her and stepping into the kitchen. "I don't quite know why I'm so comfortable in front of you, but I am. Thank you for that confidence," she said. "You're welcome," I said. "You're a very pretty woman and obviously comfortable with your body. Perhaps you've taken a lead from my three ladies who are comfortable and confident." "Change clothes if you're sure you're done in the tub. Scott and I'll cover it and then you can look at the pictures. I think you'll like them," Veronica added with a grin. They all came down from the bedroom and all three were wearing scoop neck tank tops, braless, short skirts and low heeled slides. They came over to the counter as I spread the pictures out and leaned over to look at them. Cindy's top was looser than Ashley's and Katrina's and as she leaned over it fell away from her chest and her breasts and nipples to my wondering eye appeared. "I like these, Scott," said Cindy, "very much. Can you print some larger ones for me? Are you enjoying the view down my top?" Having asked the question she pulled the neckline down to briefly expose herself completely. "Yes I can and yes I am," I said with a smile. "Busted, Dad," said Katrina. "Interesting choice of a word," Cindy remarked. Cindy picked out a dozen that she wanted enlarged. I printed 8x10s and gave her a thumb drive with all the images that were decent. "I'd better get going before that storm gets here, I really don't like to drive in bad weather it makes me very tense. Thanks again for all you've done." She hugged both of us and kissed both Ashley and Katrina and said, "You both are very lucky to have both of them." She thanked Veronica and me for the dinner and the evening as she headed to the door. As I walked her out to her car I noticed the lightning in the west was getting more intense. Before getting in her car, she kissed me on the cheek and again said "Thanks." Just then there was a nearby lightning strike that had such a loud thunder clap that it shook our bodies. Seconds later a few large drops of rain pelted us. "Call one of us when you get home," I said. Cindy closed her car door, turned to me, shivering, and snuggled against me. "Can I stay here awhile? At least until this passes over." She asked with chattering teeth. "Of course," I said as I wrapped my arm around her and walked back to the front door. As we walked in Veronica asked what was wrong. I told her that Cindy was obviously afraid of the storm and asked if she could wait it out here. Veronica stepped toward Cindy, took her into her arms saying, "Come sit on the couch with me." After sitting she pulled Cindy tightly against her and began caressing her shoulder and arm speaking softly to calm her down. Ashley and Katrina came in and asked what was wrong. I explained that a very close lightening strike had scared her and she wanted to wait for the worst to pass before she drove home. "Do you need to call your parents?" Veronica asked as she continued to snuggle a more relaxed Cindy into her breast. "No, I haven't lived with my parents or parent for the last four years. I share an apartment with two roommates and we don't keep track of each other. So no. But thanks for asking," she quietly said. "You moved out four years ago? You were only fifteen?" asked Ashley with concern in her voice. "Yeah, do you want the gory details. I'm comfortable enough with all of you to tell you," she grimaced. "Only if you want to," said Veronica with a soothing tone as she kissed the top of Cindy's head while holding her tight. Katrina and Ashley sat down in the couch and I took a seat on the coffee table. As Ashley sat Cindy reached for Veronica's hand which my lover freely offered her. Taking a deep breath and looking me in the eyes she started, "My Dad's an engineer with a construction company that builds large facilities all over the world. Since I was eleven or twelve he's frequently been gone for up to six months at a time. He would kind of drop by the house for a few weeks in between jobs then he was off again. When I was fourteen he and Mom divorced. He remarried and his current wife, I guess he's still married, travels with him." "Mom started drinking and dating some questionable characters who make me very uncomfortable with their looks and comments. About that time my older sister got married and moved out, leaving me at home, in the house with Mom. Mom had a boyfriend who started living there and when Mom wasn't there or was passed out he would leer at me, make suggestive comments and grope me. I related these experiences to my sister after getting nowhere with Mom. She became concerned that one of these 'dates' would eventually rape me. So Gloria and her husband moved me out of there to their two bedroom townhouse where I helped care for their infant daughter when I wasn't at school." "They both were working, needed to be working. I was safe and I loved their daughter. Mom would call from time to time, usually in a stupor and beg me to come back home. I refused. Dad even called twice to check up on me and encourage me to move back home. I don't think he could fathom what was happening so he dismissed my fears. I know I was becoming an unwelcomed and barely tolerated guest in my sister's home so I moved to the apartment when I graduated and got a job. Elise was in pre-school by then so they didn't need me to babysit that often. I haven't had much social life. I've dated a bit but the constant groping and expectation of sex turned me off. I even tried some older college guys, but they wanted the same thing. They were just smoother about asking for it." She paused looking at Veronica for understanding which she received with a nod from each of us. She looked at me and in a quieter voice continued, "I didn't want to give my virginity to just any guy. I wanted to wait until I was eighteen and not be a victim of some guy's wham-bam thank you ma'm experience. I dreamed of man who would be skilled, gentle and kind, a man who would love me and make sure my first time was memorable." "The first time I met you and Scott, Mr. Appleton, I felt a warmth that's hard to describe. I watched the interaction between all four of you that night in the hot tub and became very comfortable with this family. So, that's me." With a look of concern and care on her face Veronica again drew Cindy into her chest. I offered Cindy a tissue when I noticed her eyes had moistened. We sat in silence for a minute to allow Cindy to pull herself together after telling us her story. Suddenly Cindy sprung from Veronica's arms, kissed her quickly on the lips saying, "Thank you." Then she turned and hugged me hard and kissed me too. The kiss lasted a second or two longer than Veronica's. When she pulled back she was a little flushed. "Do you want to spend the night here rather than drive home?" asked Ashley. "Oh, could I? I hope it's not too much trouble?" smiled Cindy. "Of course it's not. You can have three choices of beds. Choose the one that will make you the most comfortable. The third bedroom, across the hall from Ashley and Katrina is one, in Ashley and Katrina's bed with them is two, or in our bed," smiled Veronica. "If I choose your Mom's bed will that upset you Katrina? Ashley?" she asked after looking at each of them. "No, not in the least, Mom and Dad are fun to sleep with. We do it all the time," smiled Ashley as she reached for Cindy's hand. "You do? I'll bet you do more than sleep don't you?" delightedly asked Cindy. "Count on it, that's why Mom likes teenaged pussy. Dad too for that matter," effused Katrina. "I felt so good snuggled against you Mrs. Bryce. Can I 'sleep' with both of you?" she hopefully asked. "Yes, of course, we'd be delighted. One rule though, you have to call us Veronica and Scott, okay? "Yes Veronica." "Scott and I are going up now. If the three of you want some soda or coffee, feel free. Come in when you're ready. Handsome, bring up your notes for renovation and let's go over them. If you change your mind we won't be offended," said Veronica as we both rose. "Girls come see us when you come up." I picked up the black leather folio containing my notes and we walked up the stairs holding hands. My heart was pounding over what had just developed. Judging from the spring in Veronica's step she too was experiencing a similar excitement. When we reached the bedroom we undressed, and did our bathroom thing. With a wink Veronica tossed me a pair of red boxers which I put on. Veronica slipped on a red lace cami top with matching boy shorts. "We're being modest aren't we?" I asked. "We need to let Cindy decide on her own, of course. I know how much you'd like to make love to her and you also know how much I would too," grinned Veronica as she undid the button on my boxers to allow the possibility of my cock spilling out accidently. "We'll let her set the pace." "If she's willing to have you be the first man to be between her thighs, I'm going to enjoy guiding your cock into her." As she squeezed my cock she asked, "Or has this become my cock?" I couldn't help but respond to her touch, question and warm broad smile. "Mmmm, I think you like the idea of me laying claim to your hard hot cock. Think about it and tell me if you're willing to allow me to be a little kinky by calling this mine. I promise you this my love, regardless what you decide, I want us to enjoy together as much pussy as possible. Tonight I really hope she doesn't change her mind. Now let's look at our notes." We settled against propped up pillows and began to go over and discuss the renovation ideas. The more we talked the more our ideas became unified. When I mentioned about expanding the master bathroom, adding a second sink and a large standalone shower, she suggested that we should expand our bedroom. About thirty minutes later as we were looking at various shower designs on her laptop, all three young women came into our bedroom. Katrina leaned over to kiss me, put her hand under the sheet and fondled my cock, saying, "What have you been thinking of?" While she walked around the foot of the bed, Ashley playfully pulled down the sheet to reveal us to Cindy. "You're a rock, why the underwear?" she asked as she stood back to look at us. "Hmmm. Not bad at all. Teasing and inviting yet covered. Nice touch." As she was kissing me, Katrina had her hand under Veronica's cami touching her nipples. "These are hard too Ashley." Ashley then followed in Katrina's footsteps and put her hand inside Mom's boy shorts, "My, my, very wet. Anticipating something are we?" Then she took her hand out, smelled it, licked it and kissed Veronica with lots of tongue. During this Cindy stood about five feet from the base of the bed with a bemused smile and asked, "What should I wear to bed with you?" "Preferable nothing, but a tee shirt would be okay with us," I said. "Can I borrow one, Katrina?" "I've got just the thing," as she turned and went into her bedroom. She returned with a white mesh shirt that wasn't going to leave anything to the imagination. "Ooh, I like it," said Cindy excitedly as she took the shirt and went into our bathroom. Katrina whispered before turning to leave, "She is more than ready to give herself completely to the two of you." "Turn off the overhead light on your way out, please Katrina." Veronica asked. "Play nice. I expect a full report tomorrow," laughed Ashley as she followed her sister and lover out of the bedroom. Ashley winked as she closed the door behind her. The room was softly lit by the two small bedside lamps. When Cindy came back out her olive complexion and small dark nipples underneath the mesh shirt were something to behold. "Look nice?" she asked. "Good enough to eat," Veronica gasped. "Come join us," as her hand moved over the boxers and thereby drawing Cindy's attention to my substantial bulge. As Cindy climbed in, with desire flaring in her eyes she crawled over the top of me, brushing my cock with her leg. "God, that's hard," she said with a thrill in her voice. "I've got to have it in my hand." "Have at it. Scott pull those boxers off," said Veronica as she pulled her cami top over her head. Cindy wrapped her hand around me and turned to look at Veronica as she wiggled out of her boy shorts. Her eyes widened as they scanned up and down Veronica's body. "You two are the most beautiful man and woman I've ever seen. Can I kiss you?" with a quiver of excitement in her voice. "We're both nude, why even ask," as I pulled her down to me. The kiss grew more intense and loving. I found myself wanting to tell her through the kiss that she not only excited me but there is something about her that touched and stirred my heart. Her response was filled with the fire of passion and desire. As we broke the kiss Veronica's face was glowing. There was no hint of jealousy as she pulled Cindy over and shared a very passionate kiss. The kiss continued to grow and as their mouths opened they both moaned. "Wow. I can't believe this. Don't either of you mind me kissing the other? You're engaged," she asked with astonishment. "No, we have a lot of affection for you. We enjoy sex. We enjoy sex with Katrina and Ashley. We hope you want to enjoy sex with us," I said. I wanted to make love to her, but I was not sure expressing it verbally in those terms was appropriate at that moment. I was feeling something that I couldn't yet define, and define it I would, but later. I was focused upon the moment. "Ooh, I really want to, but I'm a virgin and I don't really know how. Will you help me?" pled Cindy. "I know Ashley and Katrina admitted to being virgins the other day. How are they still virgins if you have sex with them?" "There's been no intercourse yet, but a lot of pleasure. Would you like us to show you how?" smiled Veronica. "Ooh, yes." I pulled Cindy back to me and began kissing her and fondling her breasts while Veronica moved her hand between Cindy's legs and began touching her labia. Any Chance We Could Ch. 21 This is a work in progress and chapters will be submitted at regular intervals. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. If you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Monday, October 15 In between waves of lightening, thunder and strong gusty wind we dozed off until my cell phone rang at 1:30 am. "This is strange," I thought as Veronica picked it up off the nightstand and answered. "Hello" "Mr Appleton?" the voice asked. 'No, this is his fiancée; do you need to talk to Scott?" "Yes, please, is he there?" Veronica handed me the phone across Cindy who was stirring. "This is Officer Flanery, Officer Dickens and I were at the party you gave last night, Saturday. Where are you now?" "At home. Really my fiancée's house where the party was held. Why'd you ask?" "I'm glad to hear that you're not at the house on Oak Haven," said Flanery. "Oh, really, why's that?" I asked. "About a half hour ago your next door neighbor heard a very loud crash that wasn't thunder and looked out and could see by the lightning flashes that your oak tree was now almost horizontal across your house. They called 911 and we responded. I'm glad we don't have to do a search and rescue. Do you have a gas line into the house?" "No," I replied. I still couldn't get my arms around what had happened. I was too groggy. "Good, the tree took down the electric drop so there's minimal chance of a fire." "So, do I need to come there now?" I asked. "No." Flanery said. "Stay dry and come by after first light. If you came now you couldn't see much and it's raining hard again. We'll pass here several times tonight. Lots of trees down in the neighborhood, and we'll be making sure there isn't any looting." "Thanks, officer, I appreciate the call. Good night," I said. "That didn't sound good," Veronica said. "What happened?" I related what Flanery said. Veronica jocularly said, "There goes a good listing for tomorrow. I'm so glad you're both living here now." "Me too, for a lot of reasons. Can't do anything until morning except go back to sleep, I guess." Veronica and Cindy fell quickly back to sleep. I tossed and turned for awhile then I got up and went to Katrina's bed, snuggled in against her and woke her to tell her about the tree. "We still had some stuff there, like clothes and books, I hope they're OK," said Katrina very drowsily. "We'll know tomorrow after we go take a look," I said. Katrina and I tossed and turned until I climbed over her and got between her and Ashley. Katrina wrapped herself around me and we fell asleep in each other's arms with Ashley pressed against my back. I awoke before dawn and went back to bed with Veronica and Cindy. Entering the bedroom I noticed Veronica spooned against Cindy with her arm over Cindy and a hand cupping a breast. When I spooned against my love, she turned and wrapped her arms around me and whispered, "Missed you." Not too long after I awoke I was joined in the shower by Veronica. We didn't say much but we did caress a lot and when finished dressed casually. Several times she hugged me and by doing so assured me that all would be well. As we were about to leave the bedroom Cindy stirred, rubbed her eyes and said, "Good morning." I bent over and kissed her on the forehead. "Good morning sweetheart, did you sleep well, there was some coming and going during the night." "Oh, yes, very well. The two of you loving me last night and the orgasms I had must have completely worn me out. I especially liked you licking my asshole while I ate Veronica. You really do that well. Sorry about the blow job, it was a first for me, and I'm sure after talking to Katrina, I'll be better next time. Can we play some more now," she asked as she stretched her toned lithe body. No wonder she's a good shortstop I thought. I told her that we couldn't and why. But the next time she wasn't working a double shift at the hospital she was welcome in our bed as well as the girls. "God, you both have nice tongues, especially when you stick it in my pussy. Mmm, can't wait for next time," softly said Cindy. I started the coffee and asked Veronica if she would go with me to look at the damage. "I'm surprised you thought you had to ask, handsome. I wouldn't have it any other way," as she gave me a longing kiss. The girls came into the kitchen while we were still embracing. Ours were both dressed in jeans and sweatshirts and tennis shoes. "Why aren't you dressed for classes?" I asked. "Cindy are you leaving for work soon.?" "Yes, I have to, I need to get home and change. I hate to cum, sleep and run, but I do have time for some coffee and this," as she melted into me and passionately kissed me. Backing away from me she did the same to Veronica. Looking at the girls Cindy added, "I loved loving and being loved by your parents last night. You don't know how lucky you are." "I think we do, thanks," sighed Ashley. "Classes? We're not going. We're going to the house with you. When do you want to leave?" "I guess after we eat something," I said. We took Katrina's car with Veronica cuddled next to me. As we pulled in the driveway a passing police car pulled in behind us. After checking my driver's license he left. The view of the damage from the driveway was just incredible. The whole roof was badly damaged with many limbs simply piercing the roof deck. The ridge beam was obviously broken. The stone chimney was shattered and some stones looked to have holed the roof. The branches overhung everything. We walked around to the back and after pushing some branches aside we were able to get in the back door. The kitchen had an inch of water standing on the floor, the office and living room were the same. As I was surveying the den I heard Katrina shriek and ran toward the sound which had come from her bedroom. Katrina was on her knees sobbing. A substantial branch had pierced the roof, her ceiling and sliced into the heart of her mattress, breaking the bed and pushing it to the floor. "My God, Dad!" exclaimed Katrina shaking. "If we had been here instead of Veronica's, I could have been killed. I had a strong sense that I should be sleeping with you before we moved. I couldn't explain it but I felt I couldn't sleep in my bed any longer," sobbed Katrina in my arms as I held her tightly and kissed her hair. Meantime, Veronica and Ashley walked down to my bedroom and surveyed the damage there. The ceiling was cracked and there was still water dripping on everything. My closet was dry except for the carpeting which was damp, not flooded. My chest of drawers was wet on the outside but the drawer contents seemed undamaged. I heard water running and looked down the basement steps and saw at least two feet of water covering the basement floor. The basement drain must be clogged, I thought, but where is the water running? I looked in the kitchen, my bath and then Katrina's. The wall was shattered and the water to the shower handle was gushing in the wall. While I took off my shoes and pants I sent Katrina to the kitchen to retrieve a flashlight. She returned and I went gingerly down the stairs barefoot and sloshed my way to the front corner where the water line came in. I located the valve and turned the water off. The running sound stopped. The shelf where my camera collection was stored was against the wall under the water flow from the bathroom and everything was wet. My collection of vintage photographs was in a waterproof cabinet nearby. At least I hoped it was waterproof. I'd been collecting the photos since I was nineteen, and wouldn't want them destroyed. Everything else that was above the water level seemed to be okay. I sloshed my way over to the drain and saw that some newspaper was causing the blockage, I moved it aside and the water began draining. I watched for a few minutes and pushed aside a few boxes that started drifting to the drain. Veronica came down the steps stopping at the water line and asked if I was okay. I gave her a brief report on the damage and walked over to her and stood on the third step with her, she wrapped her arms around me and said, "I love you, I can't tell you how glad I am that you live with me, us, and weren't hurt. Now that you're homeless, let's set the wedding date." "Oh, Veronica, I love you so much," I quietly replied as she hugged me. "As soon as the water drains and we can leave we can talk about it. The sooner the better is fine with me." After another ten minutes we went back upstairs and told Katrina and Ashley about the damage in the basement. Katrina had retrieved a few remaining jewelry items from her bedroom and had gone into my dresser drawer and gotten mine. All three of my ladies carried what dry clothes they could find and put them in the trunk. There weren't many that had stayed dry. I called my insurance agent who had just gotten into the office, related the damage to him and he told me that he'd send someone over to assess the damage as soon as he could get in touch with him. He did tell me that the guy's name was Dave Hawks. He also advised me to leave the house, it didn't sound too safe. He would arrange for a cleaning company to retrieve and try to save whatever personal property was still salvageable in the house. He made sure he had my cell number and said to leave the back door unlocked for the cleaning company. Dave Hawks would call me as soon as he could get to the house. We left and on the way home I called Emerson and Veronica called Hazel. "Scott, where are you?" Emerson asked with alarm. I had left him a voice message saying I wouldn't be in due to a family emergency. I related what'd happened and he remarked, "I guess you're technically not homeless since you both live at Veronica's, right?" "You know Emerson, strangely, I'm not upset. Just last week Katrina and I were talking about the house and neither of us really had a connection to it, it was just a shelter. Turns out not to have been a very substantial one, though." "Well, now for the great news. The time Hazel spent with Veronica yesterday was evidently well spent. When she got home she changed into a knee length fitted skirt and a scoop necked shell top. In her new attire she came into the kitchen and threw her arms around me, smothering me with kisses. She actually moved her pelvis against me! I noticed as she was walking toward me that she was wearing slim high heeled shoes and hose. As our embrace deepened I began caressing her playful ass. She told me she loved me and would I please fix us some wine and come into the living room." I walked into the living room and sat on the couch. She leaned over in front of me and I saw her cleavage. The top was thin enough that after she sat down I could see her nipples tenting the front of her top. She kind of turned toward me with her legs apart, took my hand and guided it up under her skirt to the top of her hose. My heart was pounding in my chest. My wife had never been so playful. God, Scott is that what Veronica does to you?" "Every day," I said. "You are a most fortunate guy," he laughed. "After enjoying the wine, her legs, and each other's mouths she stood and unzipped her skirt letting it fall to the floor, then raised the shell over her head. I'd forgotten what a beautiful pair of shapely tits and a nice round full ass. Did Veronica dress her? She unzipped me. I got undressed and we made love on the couch, several times, with the lights on. With the lights on can you believe it! Jesus, Scott what a change and I owe it all to Veronica," he enthused. "Hazel's always been a beautiful woman Emerson. She's a generous woman. Give her encouragement and your eager attention to help bring out her inner sensuality. You and I got sidetracked with our business success and kind of let our personal lives go in the toilet. Speaking of success, what have you heard any more from CitiGroup about their proposal to buy us?" "Nothing yet today except that they're interested in setting a date to perform due diligence analyses within the week. If this keeps moving as quickly as it started I expect an offer within the next two weeks. They've been on a buying spree and're eager to get this done to help offset some of their subprime risk. Are you coming in today?" Emerson continued. "No, not unless you need me, you can always get in touch with me by phone or email. We're taking a small load of some dry clothes and jewelry home now. We also have a couple bags of wet clothing that we may be able to salvage after a good wash and dry. The girls will probably stay home too. They only had classes this morning and they skipped them. I think Veronica and Hazel are going shopping this afternoon, You'll probably have a wife with an entirely new wardrobe tonight, and a lighter wallet," I kidded him. "I can live with that. If I have a new Hazel, no matter what she spends I'll view it as a bargain. Give Veronica my thanks, will you," he said just before hanging up. As I was talking to Emerson, Veronica was on her cell talking to Hazel. She stayed on the phone with Hazel until we pulled into our driveway. After carrying in a load of stuff, she told me essentially the same story that Emerson had. She said that Hazel was actually sorry to see him leave for the office this morning but he promised to be home at a reasonable hour this evening. "I'm looking forward to spending the afternoon with her," smiled Veronica. "I'm going to make a few calls about a bed before Hazel picks me up about noon." Veronica called some special-order bed places and hit the jackpot with the fourth one. The dealer had just last week taken delivery of a solid cherry sleigh style bed with hand-made carvings that was ten feet wide along with seven sets of sheets and a dozen pillows. He also had two blankets, a comforter and a bedspread. Since we lived just over thirty miles away he offered to email us pictures he had taken of the bed when it arrived. Within ten minutes we received ten pictures of the bed. Veronica and I were immediately taken with the it. We smiled at the erotic carvings in the headboard. It looked like there were several small carvings of couples making love, male and female as well as pair women with each other. I kidded her that it's so large and with those carvings that we should call the bed, "Bryce Field". When Veronica's eyes glowed and she kissed me I realized that she took me seriously and that Bryce Field it would be called. When we called him back to ask the price, he said that as of Friday the purchaser's financing had fallen through. He was on the hook for the whole setup minus the twenty-percent non-refundable deposit. The original purchase price for the other buyer was $23,750, but if we would take delivery of it tomorrow we could have it for $17,500 if we paid in cash or used a debit card. I offered $14,500, we settled on $16,000 which I suspected still gave him a slight profit rather than facing a significant lost. After he agreed and I'd hung up, I called the bank and make sure that the account behind the debit card had at least a $25,000 balance to take care of the bed and today's shopping. "If it's as good as the pictures, I'll give him $16,500. The poor guy is desperate and we can afford it, can't we?" Veronica asked as she embraced me as only she could and hungrily kissed me. "Of course, ten feet wide eh, all four of us will easily fit," Veronica enthused. "We'd probably have room for two more too," I said with a wink. "Whom do you have in mind?" asked a smiling Veronica. "Cindy, Carol, maybe even Mary Claire, I laughed. My phone rang and it was Dave Hawks asking if I could meet him at the house. I assured him that I would and when I told the girls where I was going they both wanted to come along. The only discussion between them was who got to sit next to me. When we left, with Ashley was sitting next to me, with the understanding that Katrina would ride there on the way home. Hazel arrived in their Chevy Suburban to pick up the love of my life as we pulled out of the driveway. There was a Ford F-250 King Ranch in the driveway with a man about my age leaning against it gazing at the house. With a digital camera in his left hand he walked to our car to introduce himself. I introduced Ashley and Katrina as my daughters. He told them to call him Dave. He mentioned that he had daughters too, four of them, two who are about Ashley and Katrina's age, a 22 year old and a newly married 24 year old. We began with a walk around the outside the house and stopped at the corner directly underneath the tree trunk. He took a few quick pictures as we walked. He knelt down and put his hand between the outside edge of the wall and the inside edge of the foundation and said "Uh, Oh." He pointed the camera and the flash went off as several pictures were taken. "What's that mean," I asked. "Well, until I get inside it looks like the whole house had been pushed diagonally off the foundation by about seven inches. This house probably weighs twenty tons and the grand old oak probably a two and half to four times that. With momentum behind it as it fell, it wasn't a very fair match. It also appears that most of the major roof joists and the ridge are busted." He shook his head as he took various pictures of the corner of the house that had buckled at least two feet. He then walked over to the stone chimney, and took pictures of what remained standing. Pointing to a large branch lying across the roof "That's what likely acted as the giant bat that destroyed the chimney. Your insurance agent said you'd been inside, how'd you get there." We led him around back and onto the deck then worked our way through the wet branches to open the door. Dave walked throughout the house, opening the curtains and blinds to give more light, and at times raising and shining a flashlight tethered to his belt. As he progressed he methodically took pictures and spoke quietly into a digital recorder. When he was done he found me sitting in the kitchen and shook his head, "I'm glad that no one was sleeping in that bed when that limb crashed through. Material things can be repaired or replaced, lives are another matter." "That's very true," I replied. He continued with a note of sadness in his voice, "Too many people see life as a series of momentary interactions and transactions. When we discovered that Debra, my first wife, had cancer I became acutely aware that life is about building and cherishing quality relationships. As I watched Debra grow weaker and weaker I wished I had spent more time with her, loving and being with her. Mr. Appleton, you have beautiful healthy daughters, I hope you'll not take them for granted." "I know what you mean. I've been there and done that. I'm now focused on loving those dear to me and enjoying life rather than working to gather more and more stuff," I replied. He was right. I had been too focused upon things other than those closest to me and having true friends. Up until a few weeks ago, I would have only considered Emerson and Hazel as close and good friends. My bank account was very healthy, my investments strong, and professional success noteworthy, but in the relationship department, I had been poor indeed. Fortunately, I had discovered life while young enough to make changes and to begin to enjoy life. I looked at Dave and noticed that he was waiting for me to finish my private thoughts. Somehow he knew to let me have a reflective moment. His silence gave me confidence in his character. I smiled at him, "I agree that life is too short neglect those closest to us. By the way Dave, call me Scott. The only Mr. Appleton I know is my father." "Scott it is. Well Scott, I hate to tell you this, but I have to be straight with you. This house is a very sick puppy." After a pause to let that sink in he continued, "The house has shifted on its foundation. When the house shifted two of the wooden beam supports in the basement cracked, fell over and now need to be replaced. The chimney needs to be rebuilt from the foundation up in order to meet current codes. That chimney wall has a bulge on the one side which suggests that a number of studs have broken. Nearly every room in the house will need plaster replaced below the two foot level due to the water damage. The one bedroom will have to be gutted for the most part. The hardwood floors in most areas are salvageable but there are areas where water the damage will demand new floors. All the carpet is a write-off." Any Chance We Could Ch. 21 Dave walked me through the house pointing to wall and electrical issues. Katrina's bathroom he noted was the one that would have to be gutted and rebuilt. Three interior doors were so out of alignment that they would need to be replaced. He drew to my attention that the wall against which the tree had fallen. That wall was no longer structurally sound and all the roof trusses and ceiling joists would have to be replaced. Hence, all the ceilings too would be replaced. As we walked outside he pointed out where the foundation had been compromised when the house shifted. "Dave, give me the bottom line." "Scott, the house can be salvaged, but the effort isn't worth it. This may be hard to swallow when a home is filled with warm memories, but it would be easier and a less expensive to pull the whole house down, demo the foundation and build a new one from scratch. If we had to rebuild this one, it would take at least six months, possibly eight. If we pulled the house down, we could have everything cleared in five to seven days, and build new one of similar quality and size in ten to twelve weeks." As we were walking back out towards the vehicles Dave said, "Scott, this is a total loss. While anything can be repaired if you put enough money into it, it can't be repaired within the value of the home. I'm recommending demolition of both the house and the foundation. That corner that took the brunt of the tree is too fractured. Nice piece of land, though," he said. "Have you got a place to stay?" "Yes, we moved in with my fiancée a week ago." "The three of you? Does she have any children?" he asked. "Well Katrina is my daughter and Ashley is Veronica's only child. Veronica is my fiancée. I introduced them as my daughters because we all feel that they are now and as soon as we get married they really will be my daughters." I explained. "You're a contractor, right?" Dave responded, "I do design/build work. I used to do it full time until I won a small lottery in the mid-eight digits. Now I spend a lot of time at home with my wife and kids. Several insurance companies call on me to give them storm or fire damage assessments. I frequently make several reports a week. I occasionally do high-end remodels and individual homes just to keep me occupied and my hands in the business. No more multi-tract developments. So, yes I am, why?" "Veronica and I are contemplating a major remodel of her, our house. I wonder if you'd be interested in looking at it?" I asked. "Where is it?" "It's 17 Ridgetop Road. The house looks a little strange in that it has some features of a large house but it is only a little bigger than this one but two stories. It's situated on about five acres. Do you know the area?" "Yep, I built the house just across the road from yours three and half years ago. I'd be glad to come by and see what you have in mind, say Wednesday morning, 10 o'clock?" "Yes." We shook hands and he said that the insurance agent would have his written recommendation by this afternoon. As Katrina slid in next to me she remarked, "He seems like a nice person." And Ashley chimed in with, "And good looking too, kinda rugged outdoorsy and a nice tan." "Like you Dad, he has a great ass," my daughter smiled. We drove home in silence I guess all three of us were contemplating the 'what ifs' if Katrina and I had still been living there. We stopped at my doctor's office and I ran in to ask his nurse to look at my file and see if he would recommend daily Cialis for me. Our next stop was at a Subway. We got sandwiches to take home and eat. The conversation from Subway to home was lighter. We sat at the table on the pool deck and took advantage of the clear sunny day after the storm. It was warming up nicely. Ashley suggested taking a hot tub and I demurred saying that I wanted to go over my notes so her mother and I could discuss them intelligently with Dave on Wednesday. Katrina offered to join her. After eating they both undressed, uncovered the tub and climbed in. "Are you sure you don't want to join our naked bodies for at least one cycle?' grinned Katrina. "I guess I can't refuse an offer like that as I stripped and joined them. After two cycles, one caressing and holding Katrina and the other doing the same to Ashley, I got out and walked through the kitchen dripping down the hall to the bathroom to retrieve towels. I took them outside after drying off and wiping up my drips as I retraced my steps. "I sure like your cock, Dad. Do we have time to play cock-in-mouth now," asked Ashley. "Later," I assured them as I put my clothes back on. I went into the den sat on the couch with my laptop and tried to make a coherent list of what we would like done. Enlarging the garage and adding a studio over it was near the top of the list. Veronica suggested that we turn the girl's bedroom into a second master suite and enlarge ours too. Having an enlarged master bath with a larger shower and a whirlpool tub was also part of our ideas for our bedroom remodel. Also I put on the list a deck off our bedroom to overlook the pool. I made sure that modernizing the kitchen and a breakfast nook was also listed. Of course I wanted new double doors and better lighting in the den. Having just emerged from the hot tub I wondered what it would cost to have one incorporated with the pool and how we could upgrade the pool to a four seasons pool. Or at least have a four season large hot tub outside. I was just about done when Ashley and Katrina dressed, came inside and joined me. Katrina sat and leaned against me, turned on the TV and channel surfed to find a movie to watch. I had just closed the laptop and Katrina had turned a bit and pulled my hand down the front of her top onto her bare breast when my cell rang. I didn't recognize the number so warily said "Hello" "Hi, Scott, Kim." "Hi. How are you?" "I'm okay. I understand you've had a housing crisis." Kim sounding concerned. "I didn't lose anything that important, just an antique camera collection that was water damaged, some lighting equipment destroyed and some wet clothes. We also lost some furniture. All of them are replaceable. The house doesn't look too good so I think I'll just take the insurance, demolish the house, sell it for the land and call it good," I said. I wanted to keep it as simple as possible. "You and Katrina are at Veronica's all the time now?" she asked. "Moved in as soon as we became engaged." Thinking I knew where she was going, I replied simply as I played with my daughter's pebble sized nipple. "Katrina still sleeps with you, both of you?" she asked with a slight rise in voice. "And Ashley too, but not every night." Privately I thought, There it's out there. Let's see how you react to that. This could be fun. The phone was silent for about ten seconds before she whispered, "You really were sleeping with Katrina before you moved. What's that like, sleeping with your daughter?" "Katrina's a beautiful woman. I love her. We aren't going to conceive, though I'm able to. She's willing and several times took the initiative to take things to the next level. She works to pleasure me, and I her. She's an adult now and can make her own decisions." And she's sitting next to me now getting her very hard nipple teased, at her invitation. At that comment, Katrina turned her head and mouthed 'Who's that?' I mouthed back 'Kim'. Katrina cooed as she kissed me on the neck while running her hand across my chest that she'd exposed. "What if she's willing to have a baby by you?" she asked. "That's not going to happen." I replied. My curiosity was peaked as to what was behind her question. "As long as there's no significant genetic tendency to some illness like cancer, or physical infirmity, are you aware that the increased risk of birth defects is minimal for the next generation?" She had done some thinking about this. I smiled because I don't think she realized she had given me a glimpse into her subconscious desire. "Thanks, but it'll not happen. We just enjoy pleasuring each other, without intercourse" I replied. With that comment Katrina dropped her hand and grasped my hardening cock. "What does Veronica think about this?" "She loves teen pussy, just ask her," I laughed. "She doesn't mind. She loves Katrina as much as she loves Ashley. Before we moved in she regularly slept with her daughter as well. And she and Katrina have also made love." "My Father is a very handsome man but I don't know if I could make love to him," she quickly added defensively even though her earlier statements seemed to indicate otherwise. I decided to push her and see her reaction, "Have you ever thought about it?" "Probably in my late teens I did, doesn't every woman, girl," she said quietly. "Do you regret not acting upon it?" I privately thought, Scott you are a devil pushing her like this. "No." After a pause of several seconds she continued. "Maybe. He works too much. I never see him enough." I noticed that her voice became quieter, another subconscious sign. "Did you ever tell him that?" The pause was noticeable before she quietly replied, "No." "If you had the opportunity would you now?" "Tell him he works too much or that I have a physical attraction toward him?" "Both, either, or...." leaving the unstated desire hanging. "I guess I might if he asked," she said. I heard her take a deep breath before continuing, "I don't know what I'd say to Gwen. I haven't been with a man, really it was a boy, since high school. He was all over me and he wasn't gentle. I hated it. It was a shitty way to give up my virginity." "You're very attractive Kim. You've always been and I've known your all your life. You're a very sexy and very desirable young woman. Wouldn't you like to try caring, loving, gentle, pleasurable sex with a man? Someone who doesn't want a commitment but still loves you, who is willing to please you sexually?" At that comment Katrina slid down and rested her head in my lap, her cheek against my erection. When Kim didn't jump in I continued laughing, "I think you might like to given the way you held on to my dick yesterday." "I apologize for that, I was very aroused by the pictures of your daughter." "We both know it was more than just that. Kim, would you like to go to bed with me?" "Scott! God, you don't mince words. What would Veronica say?" she asked in a strong tone. Replying honestly, "I'd tell her and if you were willing, she'd join us." "Is that a proposition?" "Sure is. Talk to Veronica tomorrow if you get the chance, and I'm sure Katrina and Ashley would be interested too." "Group sex, four women and one cock, I don't think you could do it," she kidded. I laughed along with her. "Is that a dare!" "Yeah, maybe. Would you tell Mom and Dad?" I smiled as my daughter continued to play with my covered dick. Kim was hooked. "Be serious, why would I? Kim, what happens between a woman and me is between her and me, and Veronica too," I replied seriously. "You're not a kiss and tell guy?" "That shows disrespect to the lady. If Veronica weren't with me when I did the kissing, I'd tell her and only her. We're all going to the country club again Friday night. Join us, and between now and then think of your options," I encouraged her. Katrina was now unzipping my pants and unfastening my belt, I lifted my butt so she could pull them down. "I'll do that," Kim promised. Katrina now had her hand around my very hard cock and was slowly laving my head as she began to take me deeper into her mouth. "You asked about being photographed, Veronica and I photograph together. You could come by during an afternoon when the girls are in class. It could just be the three of us," I informed her while fighting a desire to moan. "I'll think about doing just that. Of course, if I were to take you up on the offer and stayed the night, we could take the pictures in the morning as well," she noted. 'Mmm, That's an option too," I agreed. "I need to run. I'm meeting the insurance adjustor in twenty minutes." And getting a blow job, but I'll tell you that later. "Bye." "You are such a stud, Dad. Do you want to fuck her?" She smiled as she lifted her mouth off my cock as I put down my cell phone. "Wouldn't you?" I gasped as she took me deeper in the mouth as she was bobbing up and down and after a few minutes I began cumming in her mouth. She moaned as she swallowed, then sat up with her hand still wrapped around me and very passionately kissed me. "Hey," grinned Ashley, "I want a turn." "Let me recover and you'll have a turn, I guarantee." I took another call with my pants around my knees and Katrina holding on to my dick. The insurance agent said he had gotten Dave's report. The insurance company would pay a total loss claim including clearing the land of the building and foundation. The cleaning company was in the process of salvaging what they could and would contact me directly when they'd finished. He said I'd have the check in the next week or so. As I was pulling my pants back up, my doctor's office called. The nurse said she had called in a prescription for me and laughingly said, "You probably should come in every three months or so to have your heart checked if you're going to exert yourself enough to want the daily dose." ## By 2:00 Veronica and Hazel had made two trips to her Suburban with their purchases. After a light lunch break they wandered into a high-end European shoe boutique. After browsing the display for three minutes they both sat down on seats facing the rear of the store as two sales clerks came over to help them. Hazel and Veronica put their bags between them on a vacant seat. The fiftyish dark-haired woman asked Hazel her preferences, and with prompting from Veronica she listed some styles and colors. A young, tall, full bodied sales clerk with an absolutely stunning face framed by long dark hair stepped before Veronica to help her. Veronica's breath was momentarily taken away by the beauty of this young lady. After taking in her sensuous lips Veronica paused a few seconds to gather herself. Finally she began listing what she wanted to see. The woman sat on the stool in front of her and measured her shoe size. While holding her foot in the measuring device she seemed to spend a lot of time holding and subtly stroking Veronica's foot and ankle. As the sales clerk left to get some styles Veronica had defined, she noticed that Hazel had gotten into a rather animated discussion with her sales clerk. The young lady returned with four boxes of shoes, saying that the shoes were as much for size as style. As she was helping Veronica slide her foot into each shoe she spent a lot of time holding and caressing Veronica's calves. Veronica noticed that when the clerk's head was down she appeared to be trying to look up her skirt. Noticing this for the second time, Veronica decided to accommodate her and see where it would lead. So with each subsequent fitting, Veronica spread her legs a bit wider and then when sitting down after standing in the shoe she made sure her skirt inched a little higher. The whole silent voyeur event was making Veronica a little moist. When she looked at the young lady's chest she noticed that the clerk's nipples were becoming more pronounced through her thin sweater. After ten minutes of this fitting, standing, sitting, Veronica asked directions to the restroom. The sole purpose of visiting the restroom was to take off her pink thong, which she tightly balled up in her hand and returned to her seat. Seeing that Hazel was still distracted by her clerk, Veronica reached her arm out with the back of her hand up and said, "For you." The clerk gave her a surprised look and took the thong without a word and quickly put them in the pocket of her well fitted pants. As Veronica continued spread her legs a bit with each fitting more the clerk's glances to look up her skirt became more obvious. While trying on a pair of flats, Veronica lifted her long shapely leg to put the bottom of her foot on the seat cushion. The move gave the clerk the best view yet of her pussy. This maneuver didn't escape the clerk who was blatantly looking a Veronica's blonde hair covered pussy. After noticing the young woman unconsciously lick her full, red lips, Veronica quietly whispered, "Interested?" "Yes," the clerk breathlessly replied as their eyes focused upon the other's. Veronica watched the clerk return to the back of the store to get yet a few more pair of shoes. As she watched, the sales clerk looked at her and pulled the thong out of her pocket. She took a deep breath of it and then smiled as her youthful and full firm ass disappeared around the corner. Veronica settled on eight pair of shoes, four of which she was taking with her. The other four would be transferred from the warehouse and she could pick them up on Thursday. When the total with tax came to nearly $3200.00 she hoped that Scott would see the shoes at worthwhile purchase. After ringing the sale and swiping the debit card, the clerk handed her the paper work, and shook her hand thanking her for the business. They both held the grip longer than necessary as Veronica looked deeply into her hazel eyes and the clerk into Veronica's violet eyes. Both women's heart rates increased. The clerk finally introduced herself as 'Sharon' and asked for Veronica's phone number so she could to call her to confirm that the ordered shoes would indeed be there on Thursday. Veronica gave Sharon both her cell and her home number. Hazel concluded her purchase of three pair of three inch high heeled pumps and two pair of mid-heeled slides. As they carted the shoes out to the car, Hazel observed, "You seemed quite taken with that sales clerk and she of you." "Yes, I think it was mutual too. I've developed a growing interest in young pussy," Veronica sighed. "I saw you hand her something that she put in her pocket, your phone number perhaps?" asked Hazel. "No, my panties. She was looking up my skirt at every opportunity so I thought I'd give her a better show," laughed Veronica. "God, Veronica you are such a sex crazed woman," Hazel replied with laughter. After a moment she asked, "Are you going to see her again?" "I hope to on Thursday when I pick up the other four pair of shoes." "Not only, sex crazed but you are just wanton as hell," Hazel giggled. "Are you complaining," Veronica kidded. "Not at all. I'm taking lessons and hope to have half your courage." Veronica smiled, "Good sex is good sex, whoever it comes from." "I'll leave sex with women to you," Hazel laughed. Don't knock it until you've enjoyed another woman. You may just love it so much that you'll seduce Kim," Veronica noted. Hazel shook her head in disbelief even though she'd enjoyed Veronica's touches the other night. On the way back into the mall and Nieman's they talked more about how Hazel could keep Emerson on edge and made the appropriate purchases of negligees and lingerie including garter stockings. They also talked of how Veronica wore heels most of the time and that Hazel should do so too. Veronica responded, "It's all in what you get used to. And it's easy to get used to the heels and garters knowing what Scott's response will be. I love the way he enjoys my body. And if you play your cards right you'll have the full-time attention of your man, so much so that it'll make last night's love-making pale in comparison. If you dress sexy, you'll tend to act sexy and his response will fuel your desire to be sexy for him." "Ohhh God, Veronica, I can only hope," sighed Hazel. ## After getting something to drink I returned to the task of the improvement list. This time Ashley had snuggled next to me as we read over the list making additions and changes. Another suggestion was to make the garage large enough for five cars, two deep in two of the bays and a bathroom and cabana room just off the pool in the back of the third bay. Any Chance We Could Ch. 21 It was approaching six o'clock and the girls were making noises about being hungry. As I was about to do something about it, Ashley unzipped and unbuckled my pants and began pulling them down. She got off the couch and knelt in front of me, pushed her long hair to the side and began to slowly stroke my cock while licking her thin pinkish lips. Just as she took me into her mouth I heard Veronica and Hazel talking in the hallway. Ashley was not to be denied and she kept on sucking with her hypnotizing grey eyes locked on mine. Hazel stepped into the door first and stood open-mouthed, dropping the bag she had in her hand. Veronica was right behind her and saw that Katrina was sitting at the other end of the couch watching her green dress pictures play in slide show mode on the large TV. Veronica smiled and put her hand on Hazel's shoulder as the scene played out and I came in Ashley's mouth. Then as my breathing slowed back to normal, Veronica asked, "Feel good, handsome." "Oh, as good if not better than last time," I groaned. Ashley turned and looked at both of them saying, "It's getting to be habit forming. Oh. Hi Mrs. Jacobson. Have a good shopping trip?" Hazel didn't have the presence of mind to reply. Leaving the bag on the floor Veronica led a stunned Hazel into the kitchen. "Let's have some wine, Hazel," she suggested. After two large mouthfuls Hazel finally spoke, "Does that happen often?" "What? The girls pleasuring Scott, or each other, or Scott pleasuring the girls?" "Both girls. His daughter as well?" her voice rising. "Yes, he does. We all enjoy sex. It's fun and doesn't hurt anyone, why?" "Remember I just told you about my upbringing and how I opened up to Emerson only after we got married. Then we kind of lost interest in sex?" "Yes," replied Veronica. "Well, you, you and Scott seem to have taken sexuality to a whole new level. It doesn't bother you seeing him doing that?" "Only when I'm not participating," Veronica laughed. "You know, you may be right. No one looked upset or injured, and you all seem happy. God knows I've seen the looks on your faces when you're all together, it's utter bliss," she sighed. After a pause and taking a deep breath she continued, "Last night Emerson and I enjoyed some of the best sex of the last ten years. Maybe I'll have to watch and learn more from the four of you. I'm feeling better, but I can't imagine Kim and Emerson doing something like that, or even me and Kim." I walked into the kitchen and hugged and kissed Veronica and asked Hazel, "Are you OK?" "I am now, but it took your fiancée to talk me down. By the way, nice dick Scott," smiled Hazel. "Scott would you like to take a few pictures of Hazel in a few of her new outfits. We talked about it on the way home and she thought it would be a nice surprise for Emerson." "Love too, Hazel why don't you change and I'll set up some lights, the few I have left, in the living room, or would the bedroom be more appropriate?" I smiled. "Down here, I think, the bedroom perhaps in the future. Let's go Veronica," as Hazel grabbed her hand. "Are we in trouble, Dad?" asked Ashley. "No, my little minx, we're not." I replied. Ashley walked into the den and told Katrina that I had called her 'my little minx' and that we weren't in trouble. Katrina came into the kitchen and asked, "If Ashley is 'your little minx' what am I?" she asked with arms folded. I thought for a moment and replied, "You're my kitten. Would you like it if in private I referred to you and Ashley as 'Minx' and 'Kitten'?" "Ooh, that's sexy, I like that," smiled Katrina. "Okay, Kitten and Minx it is," as I heard two pair of high heels on the entry way floor. "My God, Hazel, what a wonderful change. You're stunning! You're a sensuous woman," I enthused. "Aww, you're just saying that because I saw your dick in Ashley's mouth," Hazel demurred with slightly downcast eyes and a huge smile. "I agree, she is very sensuous," admired Veronica. "Kitten, would you go the den and bring in those two light sets and my camera bag. Tell Minx she can join us." Veronica, beaming, said, "What wonderful pet names, did you think those up this afternoon?" "Yes, just a few minutes ago. You like them?" "Yes, very appropriate," she replied. "You really love both those girls don't you Scott?" smiled Hazel. I nodded. The lights and camera bag were brought in and Veronica suggested that Hazel sit on the edge of the couch cushion with her legs crossed at the ankle and her hands in her lap. I took a few pictures of a very demure, proper Hazel. Veronica then had her start to turn her legs and torso away from me and scoot slightly on the couch so her skirt would begin to ride up. I shot until the welt on her stockings began to appear. Then she had Hazel start to move her legs apart until you could see the tops of her stockings between her thighs. "Jesus, Hazel, you are so sexy that you already have me hard," I said admiringly. I've always liked Hazel and felt comfortable around her. I thought she was beautiful inside as well as out, but I never thought of her in a possible sexual partner until that night. I think Veronica sensed my lust and desire for her. She stood out of Hazel's eyesight and winked as she gave me a broad smile. "Stay turned away from us, and unbutton three buttons on your blouse and let Scott take a shot after each button. Sit up straight, boobs out," coached Veronica. As each button was undone, more of her cleavage showed between the plackets and hard nipples became apparent in the satin blouse. "Now stand, hands on hips, ass toward us, turn your torso, undo one more button, nice. We can see the top of your breast and that skirt nicely shows off your ass. Those three inch heels also make your ass tighter. Now one last shot, turn sideways to us, put your foot on the cushion and raise the skirt high enough so that you're able to. Sexy, the tops of your stockings show as well as a garter clasp. Do you think that's enough?" asked Veronica. "If we keep it up either Scott or I will throw you on the couch and fuck you right here. You just look good enough to eat." The ever reserved Minx added," I wouldn't mind a taste of you myself. Kitten smiled broadly enough to indicate that she felt the same way. "Oh, stop," smiled Hazel, "But thanks I feel very desirable right now. Are you going to print a few of these for me to take home tonight?" Veronica said, "Yes, if I can keep Scott's hands away from you he'll print up six or eight while we have some wine and cheese in the kitchen. Girls join us." My elevated heart rate and I went into the den. I inserted the memory card into the laptop and downloaded the pictures. Kitten joined me as I displayed them on the large screen and helped me chose some of them. "She's very sexy looking in these. I thought she looked rather dowdy last Friday. Mom helped with that change, didn't she?" Her hand drifted down to my hard on and she grasped it asking, "Would you like to fuck her as well as Kim? I know I would." There was no way I was going to do that to my best friend and partner. I thought After making a few color adjustments and cropping a few, we printed seven 8 x 10s and took them into the kitchen where I opened a beer and joined the party. Hazel's tawny eyes glowed as she looked through the pictures. As her bright smile broadened widely I sensed that she was seeing herself in a new light. Hazel thanked me profusely, even kissing me as she gathered up her original clothes. Before she exited the kitchen she hugged Veronica and said to her, "I'll call you in the morning on your cell." When she left Minx grilled some cheese sandwiches as Kitten fixed soup. Veronica and I retired to the dining room to go over the remodel list. The list was pretty comprehensive when we finished. The girls said that they were tired and were going to bed, so Veronica and I put everything away, did a little kitchen clean up and went upstairs to get ready for bed. "I need to tell you about a phone call I got today," I said. "And I need to tell you about shoe shopping today," added Veronica. As we were undressing I noticed that Veronica didn't take off any underwear. "What happened to your panties lover? You didn't go to the dentist did you," I laughed. "You tell me your story and I'll tell you mine," as she sat against some pillows at the headboard with her arms crossed under her bare breasts and her legs crossed Indian style. "Remember Kim's comment yesterday about calling me? Well she did. I was sitting on the couch with my arm around Kitten and my hand inside her blouse reviewing our list for Dave Hawks. I didn't recognize the number on my cell so I was a little leery about answering, but I did. We talked about our relationship with the girls, about Kitten sleeping with me, now us, and then I asked if she felt the same attraction toward her Dad that Kitten felt towards me. She said she hadn't since high school, but she had never told him. She tried to make me believe those feelings had long past but little things she said and the tone of her voice said otherwise. Her first sexual encounter ended badly and she lost her virginity during it. She asked about sleeping with Minx as well and if we, the girls and I, had intercourse." "At about this point I propositioned her, and she was somewhat aghast. When she asked what you would say I told her that you would love to share if it were okay with her. At that point Kitten had her hand wrapped around my cock through my pants and had lowered her head to my lap. It was becoming hard to concentrate, but I certainly peaked her interest. I'm sure she'll say something Friday night at the club because I kind of invited her to come to dinner with all of us. Kitten then unzipped me and pulled my pants down and began to lick and suck me. I quickly told Kim that the insurance adjuster would arrive shortly and I needed to gather some notes for him. No sooner had I ended the call then I came in Kitten's mouth. Kitten did ask me if I wanted to fuck Kim and I responded with 'Sure wouldn't you?" "Tomorrow evening when she and Gwen come over she may find the courage to talk to you. So maybe a tag-team seduction could give you some different young pussy." "Did you really proposition her?" smiled Veronica. "Yep, for both of us," I replied. "Handsome, you are the sexiest man I've ever known. Get my magnificent cock inside me and love me before this wet spot under me gets any bigger." My fiancée straightened and spread her legs as she scooted down the bed. I climbed on top of her. As I looked into her captivating eyes I quickly entered her. I began to stroke in and out very slowly. She wasn't having any of that and dug her heels into my ass to pull me back in every time I pulled back. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard handsome, now!" We made hard, grunting, noisy heated sex. Our breathing rates rapidly increased. A few minutes later, just as we both started to sweat, both of us came all too soon. I noticed Veronica looking over my shoulder as we were calming down and heard Minx ask, "God, that was loud. Was it as good for you as it was for us?" "Join us. Finish getting undressed and climb in. We're going to talk about a wedding date and then why your mother came home from shopping without her panties," I laughed. "Can we hear the panty story first?" grinned Kitten. "No, wedding date first, then the bare pussy story," laughed Veronica. "I looked at the calendar and thought we could get married next month on the 16th. We can leave for our honeymoon on Sunday, the 18th, celebrate Kitten's birthday on Monday in the Keys We'd be back on Saturday the 24th, all tanned for Thanksgiving. Does that give everyone enough time?" I asked. "We'll miss a few classes but it's okay for me," said Katrina as Ashley nodded her agreement. "I'll have to quit going into the office on a regular basis, but our wedding is a lot more exciting right now than office buildings," enthused Veronica. "If it's set then, I'll call Ben and change our reservation. I guess you'll call Carol to help with the planning. Minx, why are you caressing my balls?" I laughed. "Because they're yours and they're right next to my, no in my, hand," she smirked. "Minx, cool it for a few minutes while I explain my lack of panties, could you?' asked Veronica. "Yes," Ashley petulantly said, "but Katrina has to behave as well. She's got her hand inside my thighs with a finger on my clit." "Okay, lover before this family gathering gets out of hand, let's hear your story," I asked. "Hazel and I were trying on shoes in that small boutique shoe store next to Sak's. An older woman waited on Hazel, but a young saleswoman waited on me. She was absolutely gorgeous, long dark hair, piercing blue grey eyes, full lips, and tall with a striking figure. As I tried on shoes I noticed she seemed to be looking up my skirt. Given my proclivity for young pussy I began to slightly spread my legs to see how daring she'd become. After trying on each pair of shoes, standing up and walking around a bit, I would sit sit back down with my skirt pulled slightly further up my thighs." "As my skirt's hemline was reaching the bottom edge of the lace on my thigh highs she became even more blatant, so I excused myself to the restroom, took my thong off and walked back out. Get on your back handsome. I want to sit on your cock while I finish telling this. Move over a bit Kitten, not too far." As Veronica lowered herself on my cock she began to move her hips in a circular motion under the watchful eyes of our daughters. "I discreetly handed them to her and said 'For you.'" "She seemed to catch her breath as she put them in her pants pocket. After trying on a few more pair and blatantly teasing her, I was trying on a pair of flats when I put the bottom of my foot on the chair cushion and spread my legs a bit more and I asked. 'Interested?'" "Oh, yes, she gasped. I watched her get up to get another pair of shoes, what a nice tight ass. As she entered the storeroom she pulled the thong from her pocket and deeply inhaled." At that point Veronica began to move a little more rapidly up and down my cock and I asked, "Are you inclined to get her into our bed. If so don't hesitate, she sounds lovely." "Don't get too eager Scott," she groaned as she continued to make love to me. "Mmmmm, you feel so nice. She may only be into girls." "My love, if she is only into women don't let that dissuade you. I'll respond accordingly." I smiled. "I'm going back sometime Thursday to pick up some shoes that they had to get from the warehouse and I'll see how it goes, mmmm," said Veronica as she began slowly raising and lowering herself on my cock. "Make gentle love to me this time. I love you so much and I'm sorry about your house." We both came again, and while Veronica was lying against me, Katrina began to lave my cock with her tongue. Between sucks she glowed, "You both taste soo good together." Ashley asked her Mom to spread her legs a bit and began to lick her while Veronica purred against my neck. Moments later she looked at her sister with a smile, "I agree they taste great together." Kitten asked, "Any chance we could share this shoe lady?" "Oh, I hope so," sighed Veronica. With my hand over their pussy and my finger against their clit I in turn kissed Minx and Kitten goodnight. Minx admonished, "Don't be starting something you can't finish." Any Chance We Could Ch. 22 This is a work in progress and chapters will be submitted at regular intervals. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. If you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Tuesday, October 16 I was the first to wake and enter the bathroom. As I was running the water in the shower I was joined by Minx. After she sat and rinsed her mouth with mouthwash she joined me. "Good morning Dad, rub those talented hands all over my body." I responded by lathering a wash cloth and covering her body with slick suds and dropped the cloth and began caressing her with my bare hands. If you've never started the day in a shower with a soapy beautiful woman, you've missed one of the great pleasures of life I thought as my erection got harder and tighter. Minx wrapped her hand around my cock and began stroking it saying, "I owe you this from last time." She began kissing me and sucking my tongue into her mouth as I came closer and closer to a climax. Just as I was about to cum, I said, "Now." Minx squatted down and aimed my spurts all over her face, smiling as she did. As I came down she put her face under the shower and rinsed my sperm off then purred, "Wow, I liked that. A lot. It's obvious you didn't mind either." "Turn around, sweetheart, put your tight ass against me." She ground into my cock which was rapidly recovering. I spoke in an encouraging tone, "Bend over, put your hands on the wall." As she did I lathered my hand with a dollop of shampoo and laved the suds around her asshole. I then very slowly began to push my soap-slick finger into her asshole, the muscle ring initially refused to relax, until I instructed, "Relax lover, tell me if it hurts." Minx gasped, "No it's all right you just surprised me. Keep pushing, it doesn't hurt." I pulled my finger slowly back out and gathered more suds from her ass crack and began to slowly push back in. "Oh, God, does that feel different. Good different, but oh, my God, oh, my God," she loudly moaned as I continued to push my finger deeper. When my finger was all the way in I slowly pulled back a bit and her ass followed my finger. "Don't go, not yet," she moaned. "I feel so full, so different, Oh, God I'm going to cum. Mmmm, Cumming. Oh, shit, oh shit." As she continued to push back against my finger, I could feel her anal ring tightening and she began quivering. "Fuck my ass, Dad, fuck my ass," she shouted and she began moving her ass back and forth again. As her movement slowed down, I pulled my finger all the way out. She turned and melted into me, kissing me with as passionate a kiss as I could ever remember getting from her. She broke the kiss after forever, and as I relaxed my arms around her, she looked into my eyes and breathed with a satisfied tone, "Every morning Dad, every morning." I washed my finger off behind her, dropped my hand to her ass crack and gently touched her asshole asking, "Did I hurt you?" "No, surprised me, but God what a strong orgasm. What a way to start the day! Do you and Mom do that?" "Not yet, maybe we will soon, especially after you tell her that I did it to you." "Why'd you think I'll tell her?" she said with an innocent wide-eyed look. "Because if you don't, I will. And you'll probably tell Kitten as well," I laughed. "You're right. We share everything, don't we? I love you so much Dad, I really, really do," she exclaimed. "Play with my tits while I wash my hair, please." I left Minx in the bathroom using Veronica's hair dryer. She wasn't in bed as I emerged from our bathroom, but she shortly entered from the hall, nude and absolutely gorgeous. "Hi handsome, I didn't want to crowd you and Minx, so I showered with Kitten. Now take me back to bed and screw my brains out." We were both cumming as Ashley came out of the bathroom and teased, "Rabbits, just like rabbits." Veronica and I shortly joined the girls in the kitchen for coffee and breakfast. As we began discussing what was happening today, my cell rang and as I picked it up the caller ID said Marty. I answered with a bit of surprise in my voice, "Hi Marty." Three heads came up at that and there was a wide-eyed look on Kitten's face. "Where are you?" she asked with a note of concern in her voice. "I'm parked in your driveway and there's a huge yellow crane lifting pieces of a giant tree from the roof of your house." "Yeah, that happened on Sunday night, but Katrina and I are all right. We moved in with my fiancée a few weeks ago and I've been meaning to call you and tell you that we're getting married soon. November 16th to be exact. Why are you in my driveway?" Veronica moved closer to me, not to overhear the conversation but to put her arm across my shoulder. Marty answered, "I tried to call Katrina, and you, but your neither your phone nor answering machine would pick up, so I came by on my way to Fern's. I thought I'd stop and say hello, I haven't heard from either one of you since we talked about Katrina some weeks ago. I'm glad you're both okay. I hope you don't mind me calling on your business cell. Can I talk to you in person about something?" "Sure, when?" I asked. "Later this morning or tomorrow morning?" "How about tomorrow morning, early, eightish, I'm at 17 Ridgetop Road. Veronica'll be here, and I'd like you to meet her. I don't recall Katrina's Wednesday schedule, so I don't know if she'll be here." Katrina was shaking her head from side to side. "She just indicated she won't be. What's up?" "It's a long story, but the short version is that my fiancé, now my ex-fiancé, is transferring to Spokane, and I'm not going with him." "Okay ... is this a crisis?" I asked. "No... maybe...yes... it is. I came home early Sunday afternoon from what was supposed to be an all day event, but I had gotten a terrible headache that aspirin wasn't touching. I needed something stronger. I heard noise in our bedroom and looked in. He was in bed with someone...a man! Jesus, Scott, what a shock!" I had to try very hard but was successful in stifling a snicker, and asked "What does this have to do with me?" "Our marriage fell apart now this relationship has, I need some clues. Will you talk to me?" she pleaded. "Sure, Veronica and I share everything and I'm sure she could help as well as I." "Does she have to be there?" Marty whined. "Yes," I said, "if you want to talk to me it'll be with her as well. Katrina and I have developed an incredible bond with Veronica and her daughter Ashley." Not to mention sleeping together and having the best sex of my life with all three. After a pause I continued, "I hide nothing from her and it would be best if she is there." "Okay, see you tomorrow, early, goodbye Scott, and thanks." "Well that was interesting, but you only got to hear half of it. She came home unexpectedly Sunday afternoon and found her fiancé in bed with a guy and the guy's dick up her fiancé's ass. She said doesn't have a clue why our marriage fell apart or why this engagement went in the toilet. Her gay guy is transferring to Spokane, very soon and she's not going. So she wants my counsel. She's going to get Veronica's as well. I hope you don't mind sweetheart" I said to Veronica and the girls. "I'd like to meet her, and I'll try very hard to like her. I'll try to forget that she had you first," she laughed. "She's not too bad," said Kitten, "Just mostly disconnected, somewhat autistic in that she doesn't pick up on a lot of social cues." "Whoa, listen to you," I smiled at Kitten. "I don't think she's autistic but you're right about that inability, or ignorance about social cues. I guess we'll find out more tomorrow, I've got to get going. Love all of you." I got lingering kisses from each woman and even managed a brief grope of Veronica's magnificent ass. "Tell me a bit about your Mother, Kitten, would you?" Veronica asked. "Sure. She's disconnected. If you ask her something she may not react to it for a few minutes, but when she does it's usually coherent. She's pretty, I didn't get all my good looks from Dad. She could dress up, but rarely does, pretty much a jeans and flats person. She has a nice figure, nicely rounded for her age, her hair is short auburn, her breasts are not as full as mine, and I'm probably four inches taller. She's intelligent, when connected. When she smiles it completely brightens her face. I think you might like her. She doesn't know about Minx's and my relationship, and I don't think she'd approve. Maybe she would, maybe Dad should tell her. I'll give this some more thought and maybe I'll be able to tell you more when I get home this afternoon." "This afternoon, what time do you get home?" Veronica asked. "About two o'clock" replied Ashley. "One o'clock," said Katrina. "Why?" "The three of us are going to Dupree's to pick out and fit you for celebratory rings that Scott and I are giving you at our ceremony, that's why." "Well count on me not dawdling if I've got that to look forward to," said Ashley. As Ashley and Katrina left, Veronica pulled Georgina's card from the bulletin board in the kitchen and called her. "Hi, Georgina, Veronica. Scott said you wanted one of us to call. What can I help you with?" "Can we have coffee this morning," Georgina asked. "Sure, if you can come here, I've got to wait for a furniture delivery. Do you want to come now or after it's delivered. They said they'd be here at nine o'clock." "Why don't you call me as they're getting ready to leave, I'm about fifteen minutes away." "I'll do that, bye." As Veronica hung up the phone she began musing about the meeting with Marty. This isn't a competition for Scott, I'll just be me. Maybe a nice fuck in the shower first thing, short skirt, fitted top, heels, maybe even stockings and a dab of that perfume that drives him crazy. No, it's not a competition. He was so insistent that I be with him. I wonder if that's because he doesn't trust himself with her. Is it because she can still push his buttons and arouse him or he still has some feelings for her....or both? Whatever it is, I have to remind myself that this isn't a competition, to be myself and be kind to her. I won't get into a cat fight. At nine sharp she heard a truck in the drive and opened the door after the first chime. A nice looking man with the name Tom on his uniform shirt stood there with some papers in his hand. "Mrs Appleton?" he asked. "Soon to be, but for the moment, Bryce. Good morning, Tom. It was a pleasure talking to you yesterday and I'm looking forward to seeing my purchase in person." "Will you show me where it's going?" Tom asked. She led him up the stairs into our bedroom. "I need you to shuffle some beds before you bring that one it. Can you do that?" Veronica asked. "Not a problem, what do you want moved?" "The queen from my daughters' bedroom goes to the bedroom across the hall, just lean it against the wall, for now. Then move our king into their room. I recall that the side rails just lift from the head and foot." He went downstairs and came back with a helper. Veronica stripped the sheets off and in short order the two men quickly disassembled the beds and began the rearrangement. While they were doing that she heard a female voice calling 'Hello' from downstairs. Veronica descended the spiral staircase to discover a young woman, probably in her early to mid-twenties standing in the entryway. Stepping off the stairs she took notice of the woman's dark-brown hair was pulled back into a long pony tail. Her blue knit work shirt and khaki pants hugged her body. Though she had a fuller ass, and smaller breasts Veronica thought she had a very pleasant figure that was wonderfully complemented by a bright broad smile and deep brown eyes. That ass would be a wonderful handful, she thought. "Hi," she said as she stuck her hand out. "I'm Karen Goodwin. I'm Tom's mechanic for the day. I missed him at the warehouse and got here as soon as I could." "They've just taken something metal upstairs so maybe they haven't been waiting too long." I said. Karen picked up her tool bag and headed up the steps. She began arranging the metal parts and began bolting them together. In about fifteen minutes she had finished and went down to tell Tom to bring up the headboard and the footboard. With some help from Tom and the other helper she quickly had the bed assembled. Tom and the other guy brought up four box springs, set them in the frame and then returned to make two trips bringing up the mattresses. They stood them against the footboard while Karen bolted them together with special pieces manufactured into the mattresses. All three of them lifted the mattress onto the box springs and Tom and the helper went back to the truck to bring up all the bedding. As they were doing that she asked Karen if this were her real job. She responded, "No, just a favor for Tom. His mechanic is out for a few days. I'm a licensed electrician and primarily install security systems. You know, sensors, cameras, that kind of stuff." "Really, can you stay a few minutes after they leave?" "Let me ask Tom, there may not be another delivery until this afternoon." Tom came upstairs and gave Veronica the bill and she gave him the debit card which he swiped into a terminal he had plugged into his cell phone. She entered $16,500.00 and my pin number. When the receipt printed Tom said "That's more than the invoice." Veronica replied, "For good service, thanks." "Well thank you, Ms Bryce, it's been a pleasure doing business with you." Karen and Veronica went back upstairs and Veronica invited her to sit on the chair across from the bed and Veronica sat on the edge of the bed. "Now that we have this 'playground'" Veronica wryly said, "I'd like to monitor it so there are no accidents from roughhousing." "I understand," Karen said smiling. "You wouldn't believe the number of camera requests we get when Tom installs a 'playground' like this. There are several guys, and a few women as well, who I suspect like taping their bedmates for their private record and recollection." She paused and laughed, "A digital version of a black book." "Hmmm that's an idea, a record of all who come to play," Veronica replied with a gleam as the idea played around in her mind. "You're kinky. I love the way you think. I assume wireless, with the recorder in that closet," nodding toward the walk-in closet. "Can you do three cameras with remotes, too," Veronica added. "No problem. I can do a nice concealed installation that will record about four hours of video unattended for about eleven thousand. Fourteen will get you the top of the line high definition cameras and recorders." "If you give me a guarantee that it'll work and you can have it done by Thursday, I'll give you sixteen and a half for the best system available," replied Veronica. "Deal," she said. "Can you give me a check for $3,500 now that I can cash at your bank?" Veronica wrote out a brief description of what she expected on a pad, they both signed it. Karen left, check in hand. After putting a mattress cover and sheets on the bed, Veronica rested on the bed as she called Georgina. She then called Scott to tell him that 'Bryce Field' was operational if he wanted to come by for a quick 'game' at lunch. Scott demurred because the CitiGroup team was in the office. "You may as well plan on eating dinner without me. I expect that Emerson and I'll be tied up into the late evening with these guys. He started to say something about the pictures we sent home with Hazel last night but hasn't had a chance to elaborate. After the group leaves tonight maybe we'll get a chance to talk. I love you," I said before hanging up "Well, considering that this is the first time in over three weeks that I haven't seen you for dinner, it's okay," sighed Veronica. "I arranged for a camera system to be installed. It should be installed by sometime Thursday afternoon." Fifteen minutes later Georgina rang the doorbell and Veronica invited her to the kitchen while she started a fresh pot of coffee. "You look very nice today, Georgina. Pretty dress, hose, heels going someplace special when you leave here?" "No, just a walk-through, but it's the way I usually dress. I've seen you at several ball games in dress suits. I guess we both believe that 'pretty is a pretty does'," Georgina replied. After chatting a few minutes about how awful some people look in casual attire – sweats, jogging suits, baggy jeans and tops – the coffee was done and after pouring two cups Veronica asked, "What's on your mind, and how can I help you." "Well, I hope you won't think I'm too forward. I was watching you at the swim party and couldn't help but notice the way you were watching your daughters, as well as Cindy and then Angela after she took off her top. I got the impression that you might like young pussy. I fantasize about it and was wet the whole afternoon looking at all those young women. Am I right, or am I offending you?" "Gosh, I didn't think I was that obvious," exclaimed Veronica. "No, you weren't, but I had a feeling that perhaps we might share some common interests," clarified Georgina. "I'd like to taste a young pussy, particularly Angela's but I really don't know how to go about it. I don't think I should just say, 'Angela, I'd like to eat you'." Laughing, Veronica commented, "At least you're on the right track. Tenderness and subtle suggestion will probably get you what you want. After you've done it for awhile, the direct approach'll work. I know that Ashley and I started gradually and now we enjoy pleasuring each other. I know I shouldn't admit this, but Katrina as well." "Does Scott know?" she asked with raised eyebrows. "Yes, he does." I thought I should leave it at that rather than tell her he participates. "Okay, but I've never done it with a woman before," said Georgina in a quiet voice. "I've seen it plenty times in movies on the restricted channels. I even own three Girlfriend Films DVDs. "I'm afraid that if I don't give pleasure to Angela properly the first time I won't get another chance." "Let me ask a teenager I know if she'd be willing to help you, call me back tomorrow or Thursday and I'll let you know if she's interested. You're a beautiful, sexy woman Georgina and I can't image that she won't." Veronica said with a grin and gleam in her eyes. After a moment's pause, she said, "I'm not familiar with that line of DVD's. If they're good I may look at getting one or two." "If you like, I'll lend you mine," Georgina said as she sipped from her cup. Georgina and Veronica chatted about other topics for another half hour before Georgina said she had to run to the walk-through at the house she thought would interest a prospect. As she was about to walk out the front door, she turned and hugged Veronica and lightly kissed her on the mouth, saying, "I had a feeling you were the right one to talk to, thanks Veronica." Veronica replied, "I'm flattered, and you're welcome." She called Carol to enlist her help for the wedding, and Carol's enthusiasm was boundless. "Absolutely, when can I come over and make some lists. I know I'll be there Thursday evening, but how about this evening, or tomorrow, I'm off tomorrow afternoon," she ebulliently replied. "Let's shoot for tomorrow afternoon, the girls are having some friends over for dinner tonight and I'll need to spend some time on the meal and perhaps some time with them." One of the girls has been propositioned by Scott, so I really want to talk to her. "Give some thought about a minister, if you could, but here's another wrinkle for you to think on. I'd like for Katrina and Ashley to have a private commitment ceremony right after our cermony. If you know of a minister who'd do both, that'd be great." Any Chance We Could Ch. 22 "By the way, my niece Erin McDonough is staying with me while she does some job interviews in town. Can I bring her along Thursday?" remarked Carol. "Of course, just think about why you're coming over," Veronica cautioned her. "Oh, don't worry about that, we've been lovers in the past and she's seen me, her Mom and Dad and others nude. In fact I took her to a party a few years ago when she was in town, and we saw her older brother and his wife there. We all wound up in the same bed, sharing him as well as each other," Carol said. "Carol, I didn't realize you were into the lifestyle scene," Veronica remarked. "From time to time, but ya know the older I get, and the singler I remain it's a nice outlet for sex. A good no-commitment way to bed a few men, or as many as I can entice. Women as well. It's great no-strings fun. Besides, single women are always welcome. Remember a few years ago, I invited you to join me for one of the gatherings, but you weren't interested, so I haven't pushed you since. Now that you, Scott and the girls are in a deeply committed relationship, maybe you and Scott may want to look into it. Ashley and Katrina would be big hits at a gathering Besides I'd like to bed Katrina as well as get fucked by Scott." "You can do that here, I'll be more than happy to share him and both of the girls with you, you should know that," offered Veronica. "Besides, wait 'til you see the new bed we got today, Scott's already calling it Bryce Field!" "I'll take a look tomorrow, say one? I'll make a list of questions, and I'm glad you settled on a date, love you, Veronica, tomorrow then." After hanging up Veronica began to mentally list wedding questions for which she and Carol needed answers. As she was thinking, Katrina came home and threw her arms around her saying, "Hi, Mom!" Veronica returned her full mouth kiss and caressed her nice firm young ass as she kissed her. Katrina's hand in turn lightly caressed Veronica's breasts. As Katrina and Veronica began to nibble some snacks, Ashley came in, early because her instructor had to cut class short. She grabbed some snacks and they left intending to get something fast for lunch. After stopping on the way, they got to Dupree's shortly after two o'clock. Both girls were impressed with the locked front door and the very personalized service offered by Charles. They decided on similar white gold rings, each had three three-quarter caret round diamonds arranged in a triangle symbolizing 'Love, Honor, Cherish' and a birthstone of each on either side of the three central diamonds. After spending almost two hours with that decision, Veronica told Charles the wedding date and he said that didn't have a problem meeting the new deadline. In fact he would have the wedding bands for her and Scott early next week, having successfully purchased the four violet diamonds. After he wrote up the order, Veronica told him to call Grace for ACH instructions. She and the girls thanked him and left. As they were walking to the car, Katrina asked why Veronica had never asked the price. She responded with "If you have to ask the price, you don't patronize Charles Dupree." "Oh," was Ashley's response. They stopped at a small grocery store and bought six freshly prepared chilled meals, a salad and three different wines, two reds and one of Veronica's favorite mid-priced chardonnays. On the way home Veronica reminded the girls of her earlier request to tone things down a bit with Scott, because she has an idea for a wedding present for Scott, and she doesn't want them to fuck Scott until after the wedding. "What's the idea?" they ask. "My gift to Scott could be your virginities, since mine is long gone." "Oh, wow," they proclaimed together excitedly. "So if we keep him out of our pussies until the wedding, he gets in afterwards. That night?!" asked Katrina. "That's my idea. Think both of you can do it? No cheating, please. Based on my experience Scott's cock is worth waiting for, perhaps you've both noticed that when he's been in your mouths." "I'll wait," said Ashley, "especially since it'll be long before my birthday." "At least now I know when I'll get Dad's cock inside me, so I can wait. I'll probably need a lot of oral and manual gratification between now and then. But then again, that's good too," remarked Katrina Katrina looked thoughtful for a moment then asked, "Will this be a one-time deal?" Veronica laughed but recognized her daughter was showing respect while yet being inquisitive and hopeful at the same time. She patted Katrina's leg, "Rest assured my dear, he'll often be making love to each of you after our wedding day and with my blessing and encouragement. I hope you'll understand that I can't be more specific because I need to think through the ground rules...after all he'll be my husband and taking care of me comes first." "We understand. I'd want be my husband's focus too," Ashley smiled. Katrina answered the doorbell shortly after five thirty and greeted Kim and Gwen. "Gwen!" exclaimed Katrina, "How nice to see you again, I never made the connection between you and Kim, except the names were the same. We really enjoyed your work on Saturday and Dad says he'll definitely use you again. Sorry, I didn't mean for you to stand here, come on in." "Mom, a familiar face," enthused Katrina. Gwen had below shoulder length black hair, piercing grey eyes and heart shaped face, a slightly pouty lower lip, standing about five seven in flats. As she walked in Katrina couldn't help but notice her full hips and rounded ass. "So you're the Gwen I've heard about! You're absolutely beautiful. Welcome to our home again," said Veronica. They arranged themselves on the couch and chairs in the living room while Veronica went to get drinks, all wanting wine. Kim walked into the kitchen behind Veronica and said, "I'll help." "Thanks Kim, that'll be great " As they poured the wines, Kim wanted to talk to Veronica but couldn't quite figure out how to open the conversation. While carrying the tray of glasses back to the living room she decided to wait for the next opportunity. After forty-five minutes of conversation, Veronica who had gone into the kitchen to reheat the meals announced "let's eat" and they all moved to the dining room table. As they were eating and enjoying more wine, Kim expressed her gratitude, "I'm so thankful that all of you are so accepting of our relationship. I feel so comfortable here with you." After eating and telling anecdotes on themselves, Ashley suggested that they get into the hot tub. Saying that Kim and Gwen could change in her room and she and Katrina would change in Veronica's. "Do you mind if I join you after I clean up the kitchen?" asked Veronica. "Please do," replied Kim, "I'd like to get to know you better. I'm sure I'll be seeing a lot of each you since my Dad and Scott are partners as well as best friends." Kitten and Minx came down first, Minx in her skimpiest thong, the one that she had worn the day Scott first photographed them. Kitten was the big surprise, she had found Cindy's suit from Sunday in her room that morning. The exposed hair and areola were incredibly framed in a sexy manner. Gwen and Kim were both wearing rather modest bikinis. As they walked toward Katrina, Gwen nudged Kim, "I told you that we were going to be too conservative." Gwen asked Katrina where she had gotten the suit and did she wear it anywhere else. Katrina responded, "It's Cindy's, remember her, the slender girl with dark reddish brown-hair at the party. Hair all the way down to her waist? It's hers, she brought it over Sunday for us to see, wound up spending the night because of the storm and I found it in my room just this morning." Gwen said, "Turn around, that string up your ass is awesome." "Thanks," said Katrina grinning, "Let's see how things go and maybe you'll think it's even more awesome without the string. Ashley thinks so." "All four of you look very sexy. I took the cover off while you were changing and I'll be out as soon as I finish here. If I'm still welcome," Veronica said looking directly at Kim. Kim unconsciously dropped her eyes, smiled, turned and began walking out the door. Veronica finished up about fifteen minutes and went up to change, and try as she might she couldn't find the bottom to her white bikini. After searching for ten minutes she slipped on a sheer white v-string and her bikini top. She wrapped a towel around her waist while descending the stairway. As she walked back on the deck she realized that three of the four girls had removed their tops. Her V-string was immediately damp seeing the full breasts of Kim and the shapely smaller breasts of Gwen. She thought, God, both of us would love to feast on those, not to mention Kitten and Minx. "I'm over-dressed," Veronica said, as she untied the back and neck of her bikini and dropped it on the deck. Kim and Gwen keenly eyed her, and both unconsciously licked their lips. "Before I get in would all of you like more wine?" As they all replied "yes," Kim stood and stepped out of the tub saying, "Please let me help." Kim grabbed a towel and similarly wrapped it around her waist and followed Veronica into the kitchen. Kim stood near Veronica with her gaze on the older woman's breasts, and asked, "Can I talk to you about something?" "You like them don't you?" remarked Veronica catching the younger woman off guard. "Ah...yes," Kim stammered as she raised her eyes and blushing. "So do Scott and the girls. I enjoy your looking. Do you want to talk about Scott's proposition? I get the feeling that you've been trying to bring it up. Right?" smiled Veronica. Blushing even more deeply now, all the way down to her own breasts, she began, "Would you really let Scott have sex with me? If I were interested, that is," she softly asked. "Yes, I'd love for him to, especially someone as lovely as you. I'd like to participate as well, would you like me too?" "I think so," Kim again answered very softly, but her nipples were becoming more pronounced as she spoke. "Why would you let him?" again, very softly. "Let me tell you a bit about my past, and you can share this with your Mother if you ever feel that it's appropriate. Growing up, sex was a forbidden topic at home and my Mother, God rest her soul, was always preaching that is was something a woman had to endure and keep within the context of marriage. Note, I said endure, not enjoy. That was her concept. I dated a bit in high school and was never touched. An Ice Queen, if you will. "In college I began engaging in heavy petting, but not intercourse. The boys I dated were either awkward or overly aggressive, never giving a second thought beyond their own pleasure. Following an October home football game my junior year I attended a fraternity party. A guy I had been seeing for three months, got me drunk and into a bedroom where he took my virginity, roughly. Being a beast he then invited two or three of his friends to take me and he left the room. After filling me with cum, they were seemingly satisfied and they left me alone in the room crying and devastated. Around one in the morning I gathered up my clothes and dressed as best I could and stumbled down the hall to get out. Two doors down there was a sobbing redhead sitting against the wall. She had just had a similar experience, except there'd been five boys. We helped each other to my dorm room, cleaned up and spent rest of the night in my bed crying and holding each other. We, Carol and I, became best friends, and to this day she is still my best female friend. We were roommates my senior year then after I graduated and began graduate work, we rented a small house and lived together for the next three years while she did graduate work as well. We loved together, our sex life was each other." As they stood there Kim reached to hold and squeeze Veronica's hand as she was recalling one of the worst nights of her life. "At the church I occasionally attended I met a man and he swept me off my feet, we married six months after meeting and Ashley was born nine months after our wedding. I guess he loved me and Ashley. He cared for both of us, economically more than emotionally and physically. I knew he wasn't faithful to me, but I shielded Ashley from that, and tried to bring her up with a healthy balanced view of sex. The jerk died shortly after our divorce, and I have his insurance to thank for a lot of this house. He hadn't gotten around to changing it. Ashley received a nice little sum that's being paid out at $5,250 a month for seven years. The bastard's new wife received everything else, about one point three million." Veronica noticed Kim had a moist eye. She paused, took a deep breath before she continued, "The day Ashley and I became lovers was a watershed moment for me. I always enjoyed being with Carol, but I keep that emotionally separated from my Ashley. I found Ashley to be a joyous lover, and she me. As I became more sexually fulfilled by my daughter, I began to dream of finding a man who would have unbridled passion for me as well as be willing to explore his own sexuality and encourage me to explore mine. I found Scott, or maybe he found me. I have never loved someone so much in my life as I love him. I cannot put into words how every fiber of my being loves him and belongs to him. When I'm in his arms as we relax watching television I feel protected, loved and fulfilled. When we walk hand in hand through the mall I feel at peace and that all is right with my world. The more I've come to know him the deeper my love grows. I thought I couldn't love him more than I did last week, but I was wrong, I love him more today than ever before." She noticed Kim was smiling as she wiped a few tears from her eyes. "While we're young I want us to explore our sexuality as completely as possible, filling our minds with wondrous experiences that we'll be able to warmly recall when we're old and grey. To that end, if he gets some new pussy I hope to share it with him. And if I get to enjoy some new pussy, I'll make sure to share it with him too." She paused and laughed, "Having said all that, and I notice your eyes are back on my tits, go ahead touch them. If I know Scott he'll not have sex with you, he'll make love to you. I know his heart, he's known you all your life and I'm sure that you're as close to his heart as your hands are to my breasts right now." "Veronica, you have got to be the sexiest woman I have ever met," she gasped as her grasp of Veronica's tits became stronger. Kim leaned forward with her mouth open and kissed her with a lover's kiss. Their tongues intertwined. Veronica's hands went to Kim's ass and she pulled her into her. "Hey Mom, where's the wine, I don't think it's in Kim's mouth," shouted Katrina. Kim and Veronica broke the kiss and looked deeply in each others eyes Veronica spoke first, "If you take him up on his offer, he'll love you as you have never been loved before. Ask the girls." She paused, "Of course they've yet to be fucked by him, but they've experienced his love and incredible oral skills in pleasuring a woman's pussy and breasts." After letting that news hang silently in the air she smiled, "Now about that wine." As they both carried glasses and bottles out, Veronica asked, "Do we really need bottoms, I'll bet those jets on bare pussies will feel just wonderful." To get the idea rolling she set down her tray on the umbrella table, dropped her towel and pushed her V-string down and stood there with her legs slightly apart as Gwen and Kim drank her in. "Hot, isn't she?" offhandedly remarked Katrina. "My God, yes," remarked Gwen, "is she available? Oh, crap did I just say that out loud, she's your mother." "She's our lover as well," giggled Ashley. Gwen smiled at Ashley. Veronica walked over to the tub with three glasses and a bottle of Gold Pocket Chardonnay, Kim walked behind her admiring her ass and carrying the Warburn Estate Shiraz and two more glasses. When Veronica stopped at the tub and was setting the wine and glasses down Kim lightly caressed her bare ass. "What an unbelievably sexy ass, Veronica. I wonder if Mom's is in as good shape as yours?" "Hazel has a magnificent ass, Kim. You really need to enjoy it sometime. I know because we've been shopping and trying on clothes together. Come on, join me in the bare pussy club," she laughingly said. Very quickly all except Katrina were totally nude. Kitten didn't need to remove hers. The suit neatly framed her breasts and pussy. Gwen remarked that both Veronica and Ashley were natural blondes. After Veronica got in the tub she longingly kissed both Ashley and Katrina and their hands crept up the inside of her thighs. The other two women watched with their jaws dropping. After sitting, Veronica put her arm around Gwen, pulled her against her breast, opened her mouth and kissed her. Gwen was taken aback for a least a millisecond then began fervidly returning the kiss. While kissing her, Veronica's hand was against Gwen's pussy, held there by her closed legs. As they broke the kiss, Veronica pulled her face back an inch and said, "I've wanted to do that since Saturday afternoon, you're so damned attractive. And yes I'm available to you." "Thanks...ah what do I call you?" "Veronica will do," said Veronica. "Veronica," Gwen began again, "thanks, that was so nice, and it was mutual. I could tell the way you felt about all the young pussy that day." "Jesus," grinned Veronica. "You're the second person to tell me that today. Am I that obvious?" "No," interjected Kim, "Only to the like-minded." "Mom," asked Katrina, "Who else told you that?" "Georgina." "Hmm," said Ashley, "That's who I would have suspected." Veronica smiled at her daughter. At that point Gwen had aggressively moved her hand up the inside of Veronica's thigh and was freely and unashamedly spreading her labia under the water. She also spread her own legs to allow Veronica to do the same. A throaty moan escaped Gwen's lips as her new friend began to roll her clit between her fingers. After a few minutes of this Veronica swept Gwen into another open-mouthed kiss and Gwen began panting and came moments later. "Oh, God, that was good, God," she panted. "Kim, get some lessons from this woman will you." "Is that a complaint?" Kim pouted. "Heaven's no, constructive advice," as she swallowed trying to regain her breath. After enjoying the short show Ashley and Katrina moved quickly to double-team Kim. Ashley with her fingers caressing her clit and Katrina sucking her rigid nipples. Katrina then covered Kim's mouth and began to chase her tongue as she pinched Kim's small nipples and played with her firm breasts. After a few minutes of this Kim came, loudly and breathlessly. "Oh God," she gasped. "Do you do this to all your dinner guests? And can we come back every night?" "Speaking of eating, Kim, can I taste you? I know that either Ashley or Katrina would like to sample you Gwen. Up for that, both of you?" Without a further word Kim sat on the edge above the waterline and Gwen did the same opposite her. Katrina eagerly moved to suckle Gwen's breasts as Ashley moved with a wide smile between Gwen's thighs. As Gwen moaned her pleasure in the background, Veronica moved over to Kim and gently spread her legs. She licked her way up the inside of Kim's thighs, she spread Kim's labia and began licking her opened slit from her asshole to her clit, but not lingering too long on her clit. After six or seven slow journeys, Kim said, "Tongue fuck me, for God's sake, I need to cum again." Veronica began fingering Kim's asshole while she sucked her clit, vibrating it with her tongue. "Oh, shit, Veronica, stick something in me, please, please." Veronica released Kim's clit and moved to her vagina and little by little began rimming it with little flicks of her tongue. She also began pressuring Kim's asshole with her finger and pushed in to her first knuckle. At that point Kim was pushing back and Veronica stuck her tongue in her vagina as deeply as she could. Kim threw her head back moaning and humping Veronica's face. "Oh, God, oh shit, oh God, ahh, mmm, oh fuck," began Kim's litany as she began to cum. "Sweet Mary, that was just incredible. Is this how the three of you make love?" Any Chance We Could Ch. 22 "Not every time but usually every day," smiled Veronica. "Scott's inside me as well." Gwen was simultaneously being subjected to Ashley's tongue on her pussy and Katrina's hands and mouth on her breasts. After Gwen came again conversation became more sexual and Kim and Gwen's relationship was discussed with great interest by Katrina and Ashley. The evening began to wind down with Kim and Gwen getting dressed and preparing to leave. Both enjoyed very meaningful kisses from Veronica, Kitten and Minx. As they were leaving the front porch, Veronica asked, "Will you be at the club Friday?" "We both would like to be, but Gwen has an event that night. I'll be there. Now I wouldn't miss it!" The girls cleaned up the wine glasses and re-covered the hot tub. After a few minutes they joined Veronica in the new bed. "Wow, this is going to be great fun! We can bring two or three of our closest friends and love the night away," enthused Minx. "Right now, let me love your pussy Kitten. Minx, lean against the headboard and wrap your arms around the love of your life," smiled Veronica. No sooner had she put her mouth on Kitten's already wet pussy I silently appeared at the bedroom door. With her eyes Minx motioned me towards them and I quietly undressed and knee-walked behind Veronica's incredible up-raised ass. Without any preliminaries I entered her in a series of small strokes and when I was fully in her, she moaned, lifted her head and said to Kitten's pussy, "That's either handsome or the milkman, I hope it's Scott. Umm, God I've needed that cock back in me all day." She began pushing back against me as she resumed pleasuring my daughter. No sooner had the three of us cum and rolled apart Minx took me in her mouth. As Veronica and I cuddled, Minx brought her mouth to mine and with a passionate kiss shared the taste of her mother and me. After breaking the kiss, she cuddled against my side, her hand wrapped around my cock. Katrina snuggled against my other side and Veronica behind her. After pulling the sheet over us we all fell soundly asleep, the first of many more wonderful times to come in our new bed. Any Chance We Could Ch. 23 This is a work in progress and chapters will be submitted at regular intervals. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. If you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Wednesday, October 17 I was the first one awake and after untangling from my daughters' arms and legs I went in the bathroom and was shortly joined by the love of my life. "Shower with you?" she asked as I was warming up the water. As soon as we entered she melted into me, moving her wet breasts against my chest, caressing my back and ass, then moved a hand between us and began fondling my cock. "What's gotten into you this morning?" I smiled. "You are," she smiled back. She turned around, reached behind her and guided my cock into her vagina as she bent over and put her other hand in the shower wall. "Hard, handsome, hard." I began to rapidly pound into her holding her hips and she put the other hand against the wall to keep me from pushing her headfirst into it. A few minutes into this, the noise brought Minx in to see who was doing what to whom. Her only comment was "Jeeze, the rabbits are at it again." "I love you fucking me. Harder, give it to me harder," she gasped. "Yesss, harder. Drive me, let me know I'm your's." I was seeing a new side of my fiancée. I complied and kept pounding as fast and hard as my trembling legs would allow. Veronica came first, pulling away from me then turning and melting into me. As we kissed she rapidly jacked me off, and as she felt me about to cum, knelt down and took me in her mouth. After swallowing, she stood and kissed me again saying, "Umm, cream for breakfast. I love you so much." "I love you too, sweetheart, more than anything." As I watched her dry her hair I asked as I caressed her back, "You really needed that this morning didn't you?" "What can I say? I had this urge for raw, hard sex from my man." After drying, I went into the bedroom and admired Bryce Field. The little carvings clearly added to the ambiance and the purpose of a bed that large. My nude fiancée joined me with her hair almost dry and began to dress. A lavender v-string, matching lavender bra, lavender thigh highs, a black skirt, white shell top and black patent 3 ½ inch sling back heels. I was ready to pull her into bed when she reminded me that Marty was coming about eight. I put on a pair of suit pants, a dress shirt, and dress shoes. We walked down stairs hand in hand and joined the girls in the kitchen. Both were dressed for school, and Kitten said, "You do make love every day, don't you? More than once most days. I love both of you so much" she said as she kissed both of us and hurried out the door. At eight fifteen the doorbell rang and I greeted Marty, "Good morning, didn't have any trouble finding us?" "No," Marty replied, "I've noticed this street on the way to Fern's. You're lookin' good, Scott, it's been awhile hasn't it?" "Probably a couple years, at least since Katrina started driving. Thanks, and come in." As she walked across the entry hall with me behind her, Veronica walked toward her with a smile and an extended hand, saying, "Good morning Marty, I'm Veronica." "Oh, my God!" Marty exclaimed as she took Veronica's hand, "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." "Thank you. Please sit," blushing a bit and motioning to the couch. "Coffee, tea, or anything else to drink?" Waiting for her response Veronica appraised Marty: about five five, auburn hair cut to just above her shoulders, not well styled, athletic shoes, loose blue jeans and baggy knit top, seemed to have nice hips and ass but hard to tell in the loose pants. She had brilliant blue eyes, sharp nose, cheekbones, and chin, all within a heart shaped face. She had smiled after complimenting Veronica and Katrina was right, her smile was bright. I sat across from her in a chair and when Veronica had fetched the requested coffee, she said sideways on the couch facing Marty. Her legs crossed and her skirt slightly above her knees. "I hope I haven't disrupted your mornings, I remember Scott always left for the office by six- thirty. The weekend event has really shaken me. I was able to hold onto him for a long time, or maybe we just got in the habit of living together, but anyway, how in the world could I have misjudged Norman, the gay creep. I don't seem to be able to read people, men or women, and get clues about what they want and expect, or what I can offer. I need your help, Scott, you know me best. I don't want to fuck up my life anymore than I already have. Norman managed to go through over a hundred thousand dollars of your settlement with schemes that never seemed to pan out. I should have realized that my attractiveness was green, not me. I didn't. I'm not hurt. I'm disappointed and irritated that I didn't realize what was happening." "Judging character is a talent, some have it naturally, some have to learn it," spoke Veronica as she laid her hand atop Marty's. "How we talk, the words we use, the mannerisms we affect, the clothes we wear send signals to the listener. We can influence what the listener hears and understands by those signals we send. The converse is also true, what we perceive from the sender is affected in the same way. Maybe your signals aren't clear. Maybe you're perceiving what you expect rather than with what you're being signaled. Does any of this make sense to you? I don't know you, nor you me, so I don't know how you send and receive communications, but I don't think it's a flaw you have, just incomplete knowledge of communication skills. I hope I haven't offended you." Marty remained silent for a few moments looking down at Veronica's hand on top of hers. She then looked up at me then at Veronica, and said, "I wish I'd had someone to explain that to me after I divorced Scott. My second try might have gone better. Just looking at you I know you practice what you've just said. You're beautifully dressed, are you going somewhere or do you usually dress that well?" "Usually always, it's important to me to look my best. My daughter, your daughter, and Scott all seem to appreciate it, and that makes it all worthwhile." "I know Scott probably has to run, and I don't know how much time you have, but I think I could learn from you. Would you be willing to take some time to get me pointed in the right direction?" asked Marty. "Scott and I are meeting with a contractor about a major remodel of this house in about an hour, but I'd be willing to spend most of the time between now and then with you. Scott do you want to jump in here?" Veronica asked. "No, not unless Marty feels I should, I'd really like to go over our list again before Dave gets here. If you don't mind Marty, I'll leave you two but I'll be across the hall if I'm needed," I inclined my head in the direction of the den. Marty noticed Veronica's ring as she had just rested it on her leg. "That ring is absolutely gorgeous, you must feel very special." "I am special, and Scott and the girls are special as well. We deeply love each other, and are constantly communicating that to each other through touch, look, and words." At that Veronica reached out and touched the back of her fingers to Marty's cheek, saying, "As you consider yourself special, so then will those around you. Look at Sunday as a mere bump in the road, you can and will gain strength from the experience." Marty smiled and put her hand on top of Veronica's and turned her head and kissed the back of Veronica's hand. She broke the kiss, smiled, and said, "Could you find some time to spend with me and help me grow. Scott and I finished a long, long time ago so please don't think I'm going to try to get him back. I wouldn't know how anyway." "Marty, how nice of you to ask, of course I would. I think Katrina would like that as well. You two have drifted apart. She's a pretty unique person whom I love as much as I love my own daughter. Listen to her from your heart." After talking for the next fifteen minutes, Veronica stood, "I hate to cut you short Marty, but Scott and I do have some things to go over before the contractor gets here. Call me Monday morning if you're free, and we can maybe get together after lunch. I'm not working every day now. I'm just taking time off to get ready for our wedding." As Marty stood, Veronica took both her hands in her own and said "I've enjoyed meeting you and look forward to seeing you again. I mean that." After walking her to the door and saying goodbye, I came out of the den saying, "There are a myriad of reasons why I love you, and one of them is the way you made my ex comfortable in what could have been a very trying situation. I love you Veronica more and more every day." "I love you too Scott. She's hurting and full of doubt about her self-worth. I told her I'd be glad to spend some more time with her if she wants. I guess I should have asked you first, but is that okay with you?" Veronica smiled. "Of course, it'll be for Katrina's benefit as well." I smiled. "Come upstairs with me handsome, I want to put on pants and low heeled shoes for Dave. I'm sure we'll be walking around outside and the lawn is still a bit damp." As they entered the bedroom I sat on the edge of the bed and patted the mattress next to me. "If I do that we'll wind up naked and making love again. I'm all for that, but we only have a few minutes and I don't want to entertain Dave. It is 'Dave' isn't it? I think that's what you told me." "Yes. We can make up for it tonight. Tell me about last night." I asked. "When I mistook you for the milkman or about Gwen and Kim?" "Kim and Gwen," I responded. At that moment, Kitten and Minx returned and bustled in the front door, Ashley yelling up the stairs, "If you guys are naked, we're coming up to join you." "No, we're not but can be we if you'd like that," I rejoined. "Gwen is the same Gwen you had your eye on Saturday at the party, and out of her clothes she is beautiful. I gave her a nice little orgasm with my fingers while kissing her. The girls then doubled up on her and gave her another one courtesy of Ashley's talented tongue. While they were doing that I ate Kim, what a sweet pussy she has. So how was your evening?" Veronica laughed. "We ate and talked, but when do you, we, see Kim and Gwen again?" I asked. "Gwen says she wants me and I'll bet she wouldn't push you off the bed. Kim was a bit more reticent and we talked about why I'd let you make love to her. I think it'll only be a matter of time before she takes you up on your proposition. Now what did you and Emerson talk about?" Veronica paused "The CitiGroup team, there are four men and two women, were quite pleased with what they've seen and we should have an offer within a week. I got the new date confirmed by Ben but his G-IV isn't available so I had Grace charter a Citation Jet out of Spirit for us. Only seats eight, but since there's only four of us it'll be adequate. Emerson says that Hazel has changed a lot since she's been hanging around with you. He wants to know if she can move in here for some intense education in being sexy. He really appreciated the pictures and encouraged Hazel to have us do more. They managed to wrinkle a couple because they couldn't get them off the couch in time before making love. All in all, you should be quite pleased, Emerson certainly is." I smiled with my hand on her upper thigh. "Yesterday, the girls and I bought rings, I called back after we came home and ordered the wedding bands and they should be ready a few days before our wedding. Our wedding bands are almost done and I'm sure Charles will courier them here or to your office as soon as they are. "I enjoyed meeting Marty this morning, but you must have been different, you both must have been when you met and married. There's something hidden in there that I'm going to try to unlock so she can get on with her life. If that's alright with you?" "It is. She's basically a very nice person, not my kind of person any more, but for the right someone she'd make an ideal mate," I concluded. Just then the girls stormed in, very exuberantly, chatting about something I didn't catch. We kissed them hello, found out why they were both home early, and continued our conversation as they went back downstairs. When the doorbell chimed, they answered it as Veronica and I were walking down the steps. Katrina invited him in. Veronica was eyeing him carefully as he walked toward us. Extending his hand he warmly smiled, "You must be Ms. Bryce. I'm Dave Hawks." "Feel free to call me Veronica," she smiled as she firmly shook his hand. "I believe you know my daughters." "Yes I do. I had the pleasure of meeting your vivacious and beautiful daughters Monday afternoon," he nodded. Extending his hand to them he continued, "It's a pleasure to see you again Katrina ... Ashley. It's obvious that Ashley is your daughter Veronica, you're each as beautiful as the other." With a flirtier tone Katrina said, "It's a pleasure to see you again and I'm glad you're enjoying seeing us as well." At first Dave didn't know how to reply with their mother standing there. When he saw Veronica fight off a grin he confidently replied, "I'm definitely enjoying seeing you ...all three I might add." "Hmmmm. You're my kind of man, admitting you enjoy the eye candy," the older woman laughed as they made their way into the living room. As they entered the living room I headed for the kitchen asking "Dave, coffee or a bottle of water?" "Water please," he replied. Whispering to each other the girls returned upstairs while Veronica and I sat with the contractor at the kitchen table. As we talked about what we were interested in doing with the house Dave took detailed notes on an electronic notepad. When we finished outlining our dreams we showed Dave around the house. He took pictures as we moved from one room to another. He spoke little while listening to us describe what we ideally wanted. The few questions he asked were for clarification. He kept stopping to take measurements using a laser measurer and quietly record his sketches and figures on the electric pad. As I watched his eyes look for various details it became evident he knew his craft and few details missed his attention. As at my former house, he was focused and clearly gathering key data. His focus and study was like Emerson who could dissect a complicated financial report in moments. Dave was doing the same with our house. Though I was already impressed I was further impressed when he didn't show any surprise or make any comment about our new bed or the king bed almost overfilling the girls' room. When he asked to look outside both Veronica and I followed him out the patio door. I noticed Veronica's eyes kept drifting to Dave's ass as he walked back and forth looking at the two foot high wall that separated the pool area from the patio. As he measured the distance from the back of the house to the wall he muttered, "This is very good." There was no explanation why he took pictures of the wall from a variety of angles or the comment. I wanted to ask but I learned long ago not to interrupt a master while engaged in his craft. When we walked into the garage, a frown appeared on his face. "This is not good," he announced. He noted that the walls would not support adding another story. Moving outside the garage he explained a relatively new system of constructing walls out of concrete using foam blocks. He explained that the blocks could be erected in a few hours and then filled with concrete. When the concrete set, the foam blocks then served as insulation. He sketched on his notebook where we could erect such walls to give us a larger garage and the rooms over the garage. He mentioned he would give us some information he had in his truck for us to consider. As we continued to look at the exterior of the house I realized we hadn't given any thought to the exterior look. Nor had we given any thought to the heating and air conditioning system. Before we went inside Dave pulled out a tube out of his truck and a few brochures. Waving the tube he said, "What you're thinking about doing is more than possible. I have something that you'll likely find interesting. Can we talk in the kitchen some more? If you don't mind I'll take that cup of coffee." As Dave sat down Veronica poured him a cup of coffee. He looked at me, "You stirred my curiosity when you mentioned the house had a strange mixture of large and smaller home features. I drove past here on the way to file my report. The entrance door looked out of place for the size and shape of the alcove. Double doors with a nice sized window over them would seem more appropriate. I also noticed the slope of garage roof looked to be out of keeping with the lines of the second floor." As he pulled a roll of large sheets of paper out of the black tube he continued, "So I visited a friend of mine at the County. He gave me a lead to where to find these, the original plans of your home." With the blue prints were unrolled Veronica and I looked at the floor layout. I could see the various rooms. The back wall of the house was where the small wall existed on the edge of the patio. The kitchen, study, master bedroom and the girls' bedroom were all much larger in these plans. After allowing us to have time to look at the prints Dave pointed out that many of our ideas were in the original plans, including the enclosing of the pool. He noted that the master bedroom and master bath were deeper as they were to have extended over what was now the garage. He grinned, "My friend remembers this house being built. He was the County inspector assigned to it. Apparently the man who was building the home died in an accident. His widow didn't want the house anymore and to spend any more money than necessary to complete it. The foundation was well underway and the south and front walls were already going up. They ended up moving the back wall up fourteen feet and ended the house on the north at the fireplace wall. They then tacked on the garage instead of it going right here. The garage was to be connected by this breezeway to a mud room off the entrance. Moving the back wall in fourteen feet caused them to make most of the rooms smaller. The sculpted pool without the waterfall and rock wall was still included but the hot tub and retractable enclosure were removed from the project." "What does this mean for us?" Veronica asked. "The good news is that if we use these blueprints we can do much of what you desire and it significantly simplifies what we need to do with the county building permits. I checked the county's inspection reports. That brick wall separating the patio and pool isn't just for decoration. It was the foundation for the back wall. It's at the correct soil depth and properly footed. All they did was to cover it above grade with a stone cap and brick. That raised area where you have the hot tub now was to have been a large in-ground hot tub and sitting bar. I haven't yet studied the design in detail but from the footprint it was going to be a very large. That little eight inch wall running to the left of the pool and twenty feet along the far end was the beginning of the wall for enclosing the pool. Those two posts holding the lights were to be support beams." "As I mentioned the existing garage is the bad news. If we pull it down and use the poured concrete and foam system for the garage and the new back wall, or went with premade concrete wall sections, we can have the walls up in no time at all." He paused to slide several items across the table to use. "Those are the brochures and technical information on the concrete and foam system." We flipped through them as he explained the system in greater detail. Any Chance We Could Ch. 23 I informed him, "While I wouldn't think that we could get everything done in a week, I'd like to get as much as possible done while we're on our honeymoon. Especially all the interior work." He took a deep breath and looked thoughtful. "I'd still need to give thought to a project flow chart but I think we can get most of what is desired done in eight days. It'd have to be handled as four to six different projects with each having its own team. By going to multiple teams and shifts going 24/7, we just might get most of it done. I can't promise you eight days right now but I'm intrigued enough to give it a try. I need to warn you that going 24/7 will be more costly because of overtime, double and triple time but all these crews working on different aspects could well be the answer. I'd need to work with county building inspector as well on this because there will be after-hours inspections. Before I give you a firm answer I need to sketch it out once I figure out the project flow." I replied, "I'm perfectly willing to pay a premium if it gets this done while we're away." "What do you need from us at this point?" Veronica asked. Dave answered, "Take some time to think about it. I'll leave you this one copy of floor plans to look through. Though I have the plans in electronic form I'll need to take the blueprints because they have the County seals on them. I'll get back to you on the costs in two to three days. I know this is a lot of information to digest. I can wait for your decision, but if you want it completed during your honeymoon, I'll need a contract soon, in about 3 days. I'll have a cost to you as well by then. I've a semi-retired architect I highly recommend who could make this a priority. He doesn't go Arizona until after Thanksgiving." We both remained silent. I knew my love was more than excited about our home being transformed. Every day her desire was heard not only in her words but also in her voice. Veronica looked at me with eyes filled with trust and love. There was something about this man that instilled confidence that he could pull this off. I sensed he didn't over-promise and under-deliver but rather under-promised and left you pleased that he over-delivered. I liked that approach. It's how Emerson and I built our business. I smiled at her and took her hand before turning to Dave and giving him the approval to start to move forward with the architect. I would do my due diligence by checking Dave's background and learning about his other projects but I was confident I was going to have a slew of positive reports. As we were finishing our conversation, Dave was increasingly distracted. Veronica was fighting to keep from laughing. I glanced over my shoulder. My eyes widened as I saw Ashley and Katrina eating cookies and pouring milk, both dressed in volleyball shorts and scoop neck tops that revealed vast amounts of cleavage. Leaning over to place a plate with six double chocolate cookies on the table Ashley asked quietly, "Dave, would you like some cookies and some milk?" Veronica sniggered at the brashness of her daughter. And I couldn't keep from laughing quietly. Dave looked from me to Ashley as she leaned over to put the plate two feet directly in front of him. He smiled, "Thank you for your kind offer. I'd love a taste." His double entendre didn't escape either me or her mother. As he took a cookie in his hand he continued, "Thank you for your milk offer." Lifting the coffee cup he smiled, "No doubt I'd enjoy drinking your milk sometime in the future if the offer stands. For now coffee will do." Ashley turned towards me. I could see the edge of an areola as she sweetly asked with a wink, "Dad, are you wanting any milk?" I was trying to think how to respond when Veronica came to the rescue, "Yes your Dad and I would like milk when you and Katrina have more than what we have in the refrigerator." Ashley stood back with a smirk and motioned with her head for Katrina to follow her to the foyer and upstairs. They exited with their hips swaying nicely. As they disappeared out of sight we heard them giggling. Veronica offered, "Dave, thank you for not being offended by our daughters." Dave looked at his watch and laughed, "I need to run. I'm to pick my wife up at her office in fifteen minutes but it'll take me more than twice that to get there." As he stood he took Veronica's hand in his, "Veronica, I wasn't offended by your lovely daughters. Life is to be enjoyed. I'm happy to see that you didn't take their behavior seriously. They're sensuous young women learning how to feel comfortable with their sexuality. Let them have their fun in this safe environment. I hope you agree that it's better for them to have their little fun here than on the streets or at a party and intoxicated. As a society we have so many sexual hang-ups. It's nice to see them comfortable with themselves and with a good self-image. You're doing an excellent job with those two." Walking him to the door Veronica replied, "Thank you for your kind words." Moments later as we watched Dave go to his truck Minx and Kitten came down the stairs. Looking through the window as Dave opened the truck door, Katrina said to Veronica, "We told you he's a hunk and has a great ass just like Dad." Veronica playfully pushed the girls, "You two are very blatant in signaling that you want to jump his bones." Ashley snorted, "Admit it. You think he's gorgeous too." Looking at me first and taking my hand before answering she admitted, "Yes he is a gorgeous hunk. I also like how he so easily took your flirting and his attitude toward life. But girls, he's married and therefore off limits. Okay?" "Okay," the both groaned as they ran back up the stairs. When the girls walked off I squeezed my lover's hand, "I don't mind you looking at another man." "I didn't think you would," she smiled as she kissed me. Taking my hand she placed it over the zipper of her jeans. "Don't worry, this pussy is yours." No sooner had Dave left then Carol pulled into the driveway. As she had come around the curve in the road to our driveway she had seen the red truck with the cut-down tailgate and the fish symbol on the back pulling away. She couldn't see into the cab, but the truck looked familiar to her. By the time she'd reached the door, it was forgotten. The cleavage show continued for my benefit as we ate some leftovers. I called Grace to see what was up and decided to go to the office for awhile. I left with Kitten and Minx discussing Dave's tight ass, his 'package' and generally rugged look. Veronica walked me to the door, saying that she and Carol would get going on the wedding plans and asked if I had a budget in mind. I replied, "Whatever you think is tasteful and appropriate." Carol of course noticed the low-cut tops and remarked that they both looked good enough to eat and if she'd the time she'd indulge. Veronica and Carol had no sooner begun their discussion when Veronica's cell rang. It was Karen Goodwin asking if now was a good time to come and begin the camera install. "As long as you don't need my help, it's fine," replied Veronica. Karen was there within fifteen minutes and after she was greeted at the door by Veronica she walked in carrying a tool bag and another canvas bag full of parts when she saw Carol. "Hi, Karen," called Carol from the living room, rising to greet her. They hugged briefly and exchanged a few pleasantries before Veronica smiled saying, "You two obviously know each other." Carol replied, "Yes, she's into the lifestyle, single like me, and we've often wound up at the same gatherings. How do you know her?" Veronica responded, "Small world, she was helping the bed guy yesterday and we talked about cameras in our bedroom. She's here to do that." "Cash or trade," asked Carol looking at Veronica. "Cash. Why is she good in bed?" "Second only to you and me, you ought to give her a try sometime." "How do you two know each other?" grinned Karen. "We lived together in college, and have been occasional lovers since," smiled Veronica. "Whatever happened to your niece, Erin, was it? The last time she was with you she was regularly screwing both her brother and her father. Still doing that?" asked Karen. "As far as I know. She's in town now, staying with me, while she does some interviews," Carol responded. "You know we're getting together Saturday at George and Tina's, why don't you come and bring her. I haven't had a good female fuck in a few weeks," said Karen as she headed upstairs. Veronica stored the conversation for further discussion. After a few hours of discussion it was decided that the ceremony and the reception would be in the large dining room at the Ritz-Carleton in Clayton, that the honeymoon suite for Friday and Saturday night would be the Presidential Suite, and that on Wednesday night Veronica and the girls would move to a smaller suite on the concierge floor. Just before Veronica called and to make reservations Carol suggested booking the Presidential Suite for Thursday as well so as to avoid changing suites on her wedding day. Veronica concurred and made reservations guaranteeing the rooms with her Amex card and made an appointment with the caterer for next Tuesday. The ceremony for the girls would take place at the Jewel Box in Forest Park during the picture taking right after the ceremony. When they returned to the Ritz there would be a receiving line with substantial finger food and an open bar. The ceremony would begin at one and last for about thirty minutes. Veronica thought that Emerson would agree to be the MC and keep things moving during their absence. It was incumbent upon Carol to find the appropriate minister. Carol and Veronica set aside a few days in the next week to go shop and to take the girls with them. After Carol left with copious notes, Veronica began surfing the web looking for some wedding night apparel. She happened upon Nipplecharms and called the girls to look at the nipple dangles that were non-piercing. Before they were finished they had purchased a few dozen pair in all colors as well as a dozen pair of lace and pearl thong panties. Veronica called the shoe store to check with Sharon about tomorrow. "I'll be here at six in the morning to do a reset and for the eight am warehouse delivery, then at noon I can take off four or five hours, but need to come back for the evening and to close. Can you come at noon? I've been thinking about you since Monday," responded Sharon. "I'll be there at noon. We come back to my house for the afternoon, drink some wine, eat some cheese and.... Sound okay to you?" "More than okay, I'm getting moist just thinking about it. See you at noon tomorrow, bye Veronica," breathlessly said Sharon. Twenty-five minutes later Veronica drifted upstairs to see how Karen was doing with the install and was surprised to discover she was almost done. "It's a lot easier with everything being wireless, I just needed to run the slim power cords to the cameras, not any co-ax cable. There's a master switch at the light switch by the door, there are three remotes, you only need one, but each camera came with one. I set them up to all go on simultaneously. Each camera is auto-focus, but you can control them with a blue-tooth equipped PC from the next room if you want. With the PC you'll be able to selectively zoom each camera. I also bought a handheld that you can have available to take whatever you desire with the images going on a flash drive that you can then transfer to any computer. The server I bought will handle eight hours per camera and you can edit the images with included software. I hope this is what you're looking for, and I did keep the cost within the amount we agreed. Give it a try tonight and let me know tomorrow if they're any problems. Enjoy. Are you going to play with the girls?" "Yes, we will. How did you know to ask?" remarked Veronica. "I've got a keen sense for sexual attraction and the few glimpses I got of your daughters convinced me that there was more than just normal affection. I'm not condemning, I'm really happy that all of you are so open," grinned Karen. "Tell me about the lifestyle, I just became aware of Carol's participation recently and don't really know much about it," remarked Veronica. "I've been involved since my Mom and Dad took me as soon as I was able to attend. It's a blast. It's all about no-strings sex. It's only about sex, about fucking and getting gloriously fucked. You don't have to do anything that your aren't comfortable with. Rule one, no means no. Break that rule and you're out. I realize I'm a little bottom-heavy but my tits fill the normal mouth and my ass gets compliments all the time. In fact I've had many a gentleman ask me to lie on my side while they eat me out saying what a nice pillow my thigh makes. Those who attend the parties I attend are normal people. They come in all body types with most between 30 to 55, some younger and some older. Most are average couples in a solid marriage with kids at home and are out to have a good time." "I attend frequently. It's become a great sexual outlet for me. I don't need to hang around bars looking for some dubious hook-up. If there's not a party, and I feel the need for satisfaction I just drop my parent's house and one or the other of them will screw my brains out and I reciprocate. As you can tell, I'm not afraid to talk about it, I love the lifestyle and I hate to think where I'd be without it," she paused to take a breath. "Aren't you worried about STD's from a range of partners?" Veronica asked. "A bit, but I require a condom before I'll let anybody but Dad fuck me. Some women will do it without a condom for some men, but he is someone that she knows very well and trusts. As I mentioned, in the lifestyle, no means no. In the last few years I don't remember telling any man no because he wanted to go bareback. They've never even asked. If someone did insist, I'd tell them go do it with their wife. I've probably told you more than you ever expected to hear. Ask Erin tomorrow night about the lifestyle and the summer she spent in Australia with her parents and brother." Veronica paused and with a thoughtful look upon asked, "You said that they're normal people?" Karen noted, "Most are middle class people from all walks of life. One woman, Tina who is hosting a party in her home with her husband George, is a judge. George owns a small pet-supply chain. I've met doctors, teachers, professors, firefighters, accountants, salesmen. They're normal people who are in the PTA or members of their high school's boaster clubs. Believe it or not, one lady who attends some of the parties is a minister. I love being with her. When her husband fucks me, I'm more than satisfied. Does that answer your question?" "Thank you, it does." "I assume you'll give this a test this evening, so if you'll have a check for me in the morning, I'd appreciate it. Unless of course you'd want to take a tumble now," smiled Karen. "You're enticing, I wouldn't mind finding out how soft your 'pillows' are and grab a bit of your ass, but my fiancé will be home in a few minutes and we've a lot to discuss. Perhaps a rain check?" Veronica smiled. "Sure. Ask Carol about Tina and George's party, if she goes Saturday. I hope she does as I wouldn't mind munching that red carpet again. If she does go, and if you and your husband are interested, get her to call Tina to see if there's room. I'll drop by tomorrow about ten then. Thanks for the job, and I've enjoyed talking to you." When I arrived home just before seven-fifteen, the girls were busy studying and Veronica was on the computer. They had all last track of time. With no dinner underway, rather than having sandwiches or calling for pizza I suggested that we all go out to a local Chinese buffet for dinner. An hour and half later driving home Kitten and Minx were all a-twitter about the camera system. The consensus was that a test would be done as soon as we got back. As we walked in the door "Want to come up and play a bit?" asked Veronica. "Who?" asked Katrina. "I was thinking the four of us," smiled Veronica. "Ooh, what's to decide sis?" said Ashley. "What should we wear for this play date?" asked Ashley. "How about garter belts, stockings, three inch heels, no tops and no panties," said Veronica. "You too, Mom?" asked Katrina. "You bet," she said "and Scott can't wear anything." We went upstairs into our bedroom, the girls to theirs, I took off all my clothes and lay back on the Field, my dick pointing to the ceiling. Veronica undressed as well and rummaged around in her lingerie drawer and brought out some items. She fastened a beige garter belt around her waist, pulled on taupe garter stockings, stood to fasten the clasps, walked to the closet and emerged wearing tan pumps and an off-white sheer unbuttoned blouse. "I thought you said nothing on top?" I asked. "You don't like it?" she said with an exaggerated pout. "I thought that a little cover on top would be very sexy." "You're right, of course leave it on," I replied. "I'll tell the girls about the change and see if they want to add the same thing too," said Veronica as she walked across the bedroom with an exaggerated swing of her ass. Near the door I noticed her flicking a little switch just a few inches from the light switch and a tiny green light came on. I assumed that it was the switch for the camera system. Shortly after Veronica returned to the bedroom and sat on the bed next to me, Kitten entered wearing a sheer green unbuttoned blouse, green garter belt, green stockings and the green high heeled sandals I had photographed her in a week or so ago. She stood in front of us hands on hips, back straight, and slowly turned around. "You approve?" she asked as she looked at me with her hypnotizing brown eyes. "Oh, I guess so," I teased. "You guess so? I saw your dick, I mean cock, get harder when I walked in," said Katrina. Minx then arrived wearing an unbuttoned sheer black blouse, black garter belt, black seamed stockings, and black patent pumps. The seams became quite apparent when she also put her hands on her hips and slowly turned around. "What do you think Dad?" she asked. "All three of you look good enough to eat," I said. "Then let's play lick the slit," said Minx. "How does that sound?" "Yummy," said Katrina. "Sounds like an interesting game sweetheart. How do we play this game, any rules?" I asked. "Just a few," said Kitten. "Minx and I will lie on the bed and you and Mom will lick our pussies until one of us cums. First one to cum gets to give you a blow job and second place gets to lick Mom. You can use fingers as well as your tongue and teeth, but be gentle we're young maidens you know." "Vixens," I said. "What a great idea, no one loses and I guess the only choice is what's the pairing?" Veronica smiled. "Well, I'll take Dad and Minx will take you. Dad has never eaten me, you have," said Katrina. "No fair," said Minx. "He hasn't eaten me yet either." "OK. I'll tell you what, Kitten you start with Scott, then we'll switch for a second round." "Now that I like," said Ashley. During the whole ground rules Veronica kept her hand wrapped around my dick. I was so hard that if I ran into a wall I probably could have punched a hole in it. I got up and Minx and Kitten spread out on the bed, heads on pillows. "Kitten, turn over on your stomach and get on your elbows and knees for me." I asked. I got on the bed behind her, pushed her legs apart slightly and began to lick her ass cleft pausing at her asshole and gently licking and pushing my tongue against it. I was also running my finger tips along the back of her thighs from the stocking top to her bare ass. I moved down a bit and began to part her lips with my tongue while continuing to caress her thighs and ass. Katrina was wriggling and moaning the whole time. I leaned forward and moved my hands to her breasts and began to caress them through her blouse, then under her blouse on the bare skin. Her nipples were like rocks. As I was leaning over her back my dick was between her legs and she put her hand against it and pushed it into her very wet slit between her labia lips. She then began to move back and forth with an increase in frequency of sighs and moans. Any Chance We Could Ch. 23 I pulled back not wanting to unintentionally enter her, but wanting to nonetheless. I gave her some more licks and tongue pressure on her asshole, then said, "Roll over, sweetheart." Meanwhile Ashley was still on her back but with her legs on Veronica's shoulders and getting the licking of her life. Veronica too went down to her asshole and licked and pressed her tongue against it before journeying upward to begin sucking her clit. She was caressing Ashley's legs as she did this. When she reached her clit, she moved her hand and pushed aside the blouse and began to squeeze and caress her breasts as well as teasing her hard pebble sized nipples. Minx too was sighing and moaning and moving her hips to push her pussy firmly against Veronica's mouth. Katrina was on her back with her knees bent and I began to lightly touch her bare thigh above the stocking top and moved slowly toward her pussy. When I reached it, I ran my finger up her slit to her clit stopping short of touching it, then moved back toward her vagina and inserted a finger. "Oh, Dad, stop teasing, make me cum, please, now please!" Veronica was using her very talented mouth on Ashley who from the volume of sighs and moans was just about there. She pushed two fingers into Ashley's vagina and put pressure on her asshole with her ring finger. As she did that she moved up to suck Ashley's breasts before passionately kissing her. Ashley had spread her legs to allow Veronica to do that but kept her knees bent and her feet on the bed. I spread Katrina's legs and moved my mouth up to her breasts, then inserted a second finger as I began kissing her. I moved my thumb to her clit and pressed against it and began to rub it with my very wet thumb tip. She began bucking her hips to get my fingers deeper inside her and I obliged by pushing them deeper. Almost simultaneously Ashley and Katrina both began to noisily cum, Ashley may have been just a moan earlier. I looked down upon two well satisfied girls with their faces only a foot apart with blond and brown hair enmeshed together as Ashley's left hand held Katrina's right. As they quieted down both Veronica and I stretched out and embraced our daughters. We were still for a few moments when Katrina said, "God, why didn't we start doing this right after my birthday last year?" Ashley interjected with "Mom and I did!" "I was working too hard. We should have, and maybe I would have met Veronica a year ago instead of a few weeks ago. But everything seems to have worked out, wouldn't you say sweetheart?" I said. "Yes, it has," she said breathlessly. "Who came first?" asked Katrina. "I'm afraid Minx did. So are you ready for Veronica?" I asked. "Of course, I love the way she loves me. Let's rest for a few moments though" I grabbed the hand-held camera and had all three pose together, standing, sitting, caressing each other. Veronica insisted that each daughter take my cock in their mouth for more footage. When the girls were done, Ashley insisted that Veronica be recorded as doing the same. Not long after Veronica started I was about to explode when Ashley declared, "Let's begin round two," as she moved down the bed to get her face closer to my dick. "This isn't a contest anymore, right?" I asked. "This is pleasure only," said Ashley as she again took my head into her mouth with her hand wrapped around my dick. She began to lave my head with her tongue as she slowly and gently moved her hand up and down my shaft. "Ashley, can you turn and lay next to me so I can play with your legs and pussy?" I asked. She climbed over me and lay with her bent knees above my head. "Not bad Ashley, you didn't take your mouth off me." I grunted. "I thought you might like that," said Ashley. As she was sucking and bobbing on me I ran my hand up the insides of her legs. She raised one leg to invite me higher. I caressed her bare thighs with my finger tips then began to play with her very wet pussy lips. Occasionally making contact with her clit and getting a muffled moan from her dick-filled mouth. After about five minutes of this, I have no idea how I held out so long, I panted, "Now." As I pumped into her mouth I inserted two fingers into her vagina and she began to roll her hips as she kept her mouth closed and swallowed my sperm. After I quit spurting, she raised her head and exclaimed, "I'm going to CUM, Oh, shit, move your fingers, deeper, good, ahh." After a few quiet moments she asked, "Did I do a good job?" "Yes." I said. "Turn around and snuggle while your Mom is busy." She turned her back against me so I could squeeze and caress her breasts. As I watched my fiancée and daughter make love to each other in a 69 position. I mentally pinched myself to see if I were dreaming. My life had certainly become very interesting and I was surrounded by three women who loved me as passionately as I loved them. I was a most fortunate man. Any Chance We Could Ch. 24 This is a work in progress and chapters will be submitted at regular intervals. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. If you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Thursday, October 18 Kim was lying crosswise in their bed with her head on Gwen's stomach tracing circles with her fingernail around Gwen's nipples. "Do you want to talk about Tuesday night?" "Other than great sex and wanting to do it again, is there something you want to talk about?" asked Gwen with an involuntary twitch in response to Kim's nail. "Veronica's fiancée, Scott is my Dad's partner. He propositioned me Monday, and I've almost decided to call him on it and see if he'll follow through." Seeing no reaction from her lover she continued, "I talked to Veronica about it. She's all in favor of sharing pussy with Scott. She says she wants to join too. I want to know how you'll feel if I do." Gwen ran her right hand through Kim's long thick hair as she shaped her thoughts. "Sweety, I've always suspected that you're bi. Though I've never been with a guy, I probably am as well. I love it when you fuck me with the strap-on and sometimes have imagined it was some guy, but I've been so comfortable with our relationship that I've been afraid to say anything about trying a real cock. "I never knew," Kim replied while looking up into her lover's face. "We've both been secretly thinking the same thing but afraid to tell the other." As she finished she playfully pinched her lover's nipple. "Ouch!" Gwen cried out as she slapped at Kim's hand. "If you'd like to experience him, that's fine with me. He's a handsome man. If he's good, perhaps I may give him a try if you and Veronica wouldn't mind him sharing his cock with me and allowing me to experience my first man," Gwen smiled. "I hope he's good. I want my first time with a real man to be memorable," Kim smiled. Half seriously and half fearfully, Gwen looked at Kim who was raising her head, "I hope you won't love it so much that you'll forget about me." Kim kissed her lover on the lips before assuring her, "Not a chance. I love you Gwen. I couldn't imagine what my life would be without you." Then she kissed her again. "Hmmm...just what I needed to hear," the dark haired woman giggled with a glow before she pulled her lover's head down so she could kiss her passionately. With a more serious tone, Gwen asked, "What do we do from here?" "I'm going to see him, Veronica and the girls tomorrow at the country club with my parents. I'm sure that you'd be welcome if you'd like to come. If you really don't mind, I going to seduce him and hopefully spend the night in his and Veronica's bed. I hope he's as great a lover as the girls." "Have at it, Sweety. I'm working late on a 35th Anniversary party for a guy who owns a trucking company. I may not be home until four in the morning. Take a change of clothes and let me know sometime late Saturday morning if he's good. I'm not going to be jealous. I've got you and you've got me. We've had some good extra-curricular sex with some girls so doing it with Scott won't hurt either of us," concluded Gwen before kissing her lightly on the lips. "Now before we take a shower, move your head down and eat me to an orgasm while I finger you. ## Scott was up and showering at six AM to leave for another set of meetings with the CitiGroup staff and Emerson. He crawled across the Field and kissed all three of his lovers as only lovers kiss, bade them good morning and left. Both girls were cuddled on either side of Veronica, when she asked "Would either one or both of you like to do a personal service project?" "Now that sounds like doing a housecleaning project for some old widow, but I'll bet it's not," grinned Ashley. "No." smiled Veronica. "It's something that you may like. Remember I told you that Georgina dropped by the other day. The bottom line is that she wants to make love to Angela, but has never been with a woman before. She's afraid that if she screws up the first time, she'll never get another opportunity. I told her that I'd talk to a teenager I know who might just be able to help her. I was supposed to call her back yesterday but got a little distracted." "By Dave's ass and his 'package' under those jeans, no doubt," remarked Katrina. "He's a hunk and I wouldn't mind riding him someday." "Nor I," chimed in Ashley, "and if Dad would be okay with it I'm sure you'd like to give him a try as well." "Yes I don't think I'd mind him between my legs," agreed Veronica. "He is married and we're not going to do anything that could break up his marriage. But let's stay on the subject please. Would the two of you like to teach Georgina how to make love to a woman? Don't be shy and tell me what you really think. Do it only if you really, really want to do it." Her tone turned to a laugh as she finished, "Katrina I know what you think you've been caressing my clit ever since I brought the subject up. Ohhh gawd, don't stop now." "Well, Ashley and you are the only two women I've ever been with. No that's not right, I guess I can count Cindy, Gwen and Kim, can't I? Well, maybe I am qualified." "Lover, you are very qualified and so is your life partner," smiled Veronica as she kissed Katrina on the forehead. "Well, what'd you think lover?" Katrina asked Ashley. "We're good, let's do it. When?" replied Ashley. "I'll call her this morning, tell her who's going to help her and leave it to her get in touch with either of you for a specific date. Ashley come, sit on my face and Kitten play lick-a-slit then after we both cum we'll get in the shower, okay," smiled Veronica. Both girls eagerly responded within seconds. The more aggressive Kitten became with Veronica, the more aggressively Veronica became in pleasuring her moaning daughter. After showering and eating some breakfast, the girls took off for classes, Veronica began to think about Marty. She has a pretty face and nice hands, and not terribly assertive. I wonder what drove them apart. Perhaps it's a sex thing. I'm sure that her gay fiancée wasn't making many demands on her, nor she him or the charade would have blown up a lot sooner. I think I'll take a chance and ask Scott for his side of the divorce story. After finishing her second cup of coffee she called Georgina. "Hi, it's Veronica. I've found you a seduction mentor. Well that's not exactly true, I have two perfectly lovely teenagers whom I highly recommend. They are very experienced, wonderful mouths and fingers, and energetic sweet lovers who are excited. "Who are they?' asked Georgina. "My daughters, but I'll bet that's not a surprise is it?" "Actually, yes. Yes it is surprising. I wondered what your true relationship was. I sensed it might be a bit more than the typical mother-daughter rapport. How nice of them to offer, it sounds exciting. They're sexy young ladies. When?" gushed Georgina. "You have this number. I'll give you their cell numbers. It's up to you to make the next move and call either one and set up a 'class' so to speak. They're both eager," said Veronica. "Oh, how exciting. Are they home now?" "No, they left a short while ago, but you could probably reach them now or leave a voice message if they're already in class. I know you'll enjoy them, perhaps later on you and I could have coffee again and ... ." smiled Veronica. "I've given this a lot of thought and want to jump into the deep end and do as much as I can as soon as I can. So if the coffee and ... is what I think it is, yes, I would. Thanks, Veronica, until then." Veronica's thoughts shifted to Sharon as she went up to the bedroom. She put on a white garter belt and a white v-string. Then she pulled on a pair of light taupe Cuban heel seamed stockings. After spending a bit of time making sure the seams were straight, Veronica put on a sheer white half cup bra. Then pulled on a scoop necked red knit top that revealed a generous amount of cleavage. All Sharon would have to do is pull the neckline down less than two inches and her nipples would be accessible to her mouth and tongue. Veronica's heart pounded as she thought about being with Sharon. She started to plan her seduction, a seduction that she hoped would give her the opportunity to watch Scott make love to her and shoot his cum into her womb. Veronica finished with a knee length slightly flaired skirt and 3 ½ inch black patent pumps. After walking around the bedroom she decided that a suit jacket would probably be necessary to lend modesty for the walk into and out of the mall. As she was choosing the jacket from the closet Carol called with some ideas about the wedding. Carol could only talk briefly because she was going into a meeting but she wanted to give some ideas for Veronica to consider until they could talk longer. Veronica was at the mall by eleven so she went into the Sak's lingerie department and bought sheer robes as well as some more stockings in various styles and colors for both herself and her daughters. After carrying her parcels out to her car she headed back to the shoe store. As she entered she was appraised from head to toe by Sharon at the counter as she walked toward her. "Hi, Veronica, I'm so glad to see you again. Let me go into the stock room to get your shoes." As Sharon backed away from the counter and turned Veronica could see that she was wearing slacks and red heels. After Sharon was gone for more than a few minutes, Veronica wondered if she had scared her off. Sharon reappeared carrying the four pairs of shoes in two handled bags, but now wearing a flower-print silk blouse and a purple above the knee flaired skirt. Her four-inch pumps matched the skirt color. After telling the other two clerks that she was leaving for the afternoon and but would be back about four for the evening shift and to close she and Veronica walked out the door. Both women were approximately the same height. As they walked to her car Veronica carefully noticed Sharon with her long dark brown hair. Her large grey eyes were captivating. She figured Sharon's full ass and large C cup breasts made an interesting contrast for both male and female shoppers who noticed them as they walked through the mall. As Veronica opened the back door of her car to put the bags in, Sharon reached into her purse and retrieved a small ball of red cloth which she handed to Veronica. "These are mine. I've worn them all morning. Since I'm keeping yours under my pillow I thought you might like to have a pair of mine," smiled Sharon. Veronica raised the panties to her nose to deeply inhale the musky sweet scent, the perfect mix of perfume and pussy juice. Smiling she said, "I'll treasure these, but I want to taste the real thing. Shall we go to my house now?" "Of course, do you want my bare pussy in your car with you or do you want me to follow you?" "With me, I'll bring you back later." Sharon got into the passenger seat. As Veronica was fastening her seat belt, Sharon turned sideways and slowly spread her legs while pulling her skirt above the tops of her thigh highs to bring her shaved pussy into plain sight. Sharon ran a finger through her slit and held it under Veronica's nose saying, "I know you want to play with me as much as I do you. Can you concentrate on driving?" She leaned forward, put her hand behind Veronica's neck, pulled her toward her and passionately kissed her, asking "Well?" "God, Sharon I thought I was aggressive towards young pussy, but you must feel the same way about mature pussy," gasped Veronica. "I've been looking up skirts since my aunt hired me five and half years ago. The views we usually get is one of the reasons we don't hire male clerks, they're way too obvious. I've never had a woman do to me what you did Monday," grinned Sharon as Veronica began driving. "You taking off your panties, giving them to me, blatantly flashing me, has never happened before. I masturbated about it when I got home Monday night and two or three times a day since." "I'm glad I did it. Maybe we can do it again sometime." I'll bring the girls and with three pussies smiling at you I wonder how you'll hold up. "Do you like your pussy shaved?" asked Veronica. "My fiancée likes mine natural. He also likes his daughters' natural." "A few years ago I was in a relationship, short term it turned out and since starting college I'd always kept it trimmed, but this guy wanted it bare, so I obliged him. Turns out that he was fucking a good friend of mine who was natural and the only reason he wanted me shaved was so he could tell us apart in the dark," Sharon laughed. "That was about the limit of his imagination, he was an unfulfilling lover, so we both dumped him and became lovers. Still are, and she's still hairy. She liked me bare, and it's now something I do in the shower every morning. Besides, I like how it feels." After pulling in the driveway, both women got out and walked to the front door. After stepping inside, Veronica embraced Sharon and returned her kiss from the mall. They dueled with their tongues and Veronica caressed Sharon's ass. After breaking the kiss Veronica led Sharon to the kitchen for wine and a plate of cheese and crackers. After setting the plate on the table and pouring two glasses of wine, Veronica took off her jacket and leaned toward Sharon with her hands on the table and asked, "Would you like a serving of succulent mature tits as well?" "Can I take a closer look and suck on one before I answer that," smiled Sharon. "Let's go into the den. There's a comfortable couch in there that's seen a lot of sex. Maybe it'll see some more." Sharon walked in front of Veronica who was watching her ass and remarked, "You have a nice ass, but you probably already know that." "I've been told that before, yes, thank you. It's always nice to hear it, though," smiled Sharon. Veronica noticed the dimple formed by her new friend's mouth when she smiled broadly. They both sat and set their glasses on the coffee table next to the plate of cheese and crackers. "Do you do this often?" asked Sharon. "First time. You're very attractive. I thought I'd have some fun with you when I noticed you looking. Since I've met Scott and we've become engaged, I've become rather an exhibitionist for him and both our daughters. Turns out that he really enjoys it and doesn't mind my looking for young pussy, particularly if there's a chance he could share," grinned Veronica. "Even if I don't share, he's okay with it. "You have daughters?" "Two. Ashley is mine, and Katrina is Scott's. We all live here now. Scott and Katrina moved in after we became engaged." "Are they home now?" asked Sharon as she turned on the cushion, raising her skirt and spreading her legs. "No, they're not, but if they show up don't be alarmed. Though we're openly sexual in this house they'll do nothing unless you're willing and they're invited." Saying that, Veronica stood and leaned forward towards Sharon, resting her hands on Sharon's knees. "See any nipples, yet? No? Move the top down a bit and see if they're what you expected." Sharon pulled Veronica's top down a bit and her very erect nipples were exposed. She feasted her eyes for a moment then slid her hand into the bra, cupping a breast and bringing a nipple to her mouth. As she was sucking, Veronica moved her hand up the inside of Sharon's thigh and pushed a finger into her slit. "Mmmm, that feels good, and tastes good too. You have perfect breasts as well as an attractive pussy. Come sit by me," smiled Sharon. She was being more aggressive than Veronica anticipated and she didn't mind it a bit. "Do you want to continue this here, or go to my bed?" asked Veronica with their lips almost touching and breathing in each other's breath and perfume. "Here, for now, bed shortly," breathlessly replied Sharon. After breaking a very passionate kiss, Sharon asked, "What if someone comes home?" "If it's Ashley, she'll invite herself to join in and will if we don't say no. If it's Katrina she'll wait to be invited. And if it's Scott, he'll watch hoping for me to invite him to join us and to fuck you. You'd enjoy his magnificent cock, assuming you're bi." "Yes, I'm definitely bi. It sounds like it could be a fun afternoon no matter who comes home. Could you take your top off?" Instead of answering Veronica lifted her arms and Sharon pulled it up and off. Veronica's nipples stood proud on top of her bra and Sharon immediately began sucking one and caressing the other. "Turn, I want under your skirt," gasped Veronica. Sharon turned so her lower side rested against Veronica's hip and Veronica pulled Sharon's skirt up and began caressing her pussy. After a few minutes she pushed one finger into Sharon and thumbed her clit. Sharon began moaning around Veronica's nipple, broke suction for a moment to say "Two." Veronica began stroking two fingers in and out of Sharon's vagina and applying more pressure to her clit. She also pressed a fingertip against Sharon's asshole. Her breathing increased and she began bucking her hips. She wrapped her arm tightly around Veronica's neck and came in a series of short gasps. "Leave them in me and kiss me," moaned Sharon as she brought her lips to Veronica's. ## The early meeting went fairly well, an offer framework was in place with a few details to be worked out. Emerson didn't want more than fifteen percent in Citi stock and the right to sell it after sixty days. They wanted Scott and Emerson to visit several key clients a few times during the next twelve months but not to have any active involvement in the business after the closing. There was an issue about some deferred payments to key long-term employees as well as protection for their retirement funds. Neither Scott nor Emerson needed retirement fund protection since theirs had been established personally, not through the business. The due diligence group was returning on an early flight and had late afternoon meetings scheduled with their legal staff and Scott and Emerson attorneys. Emerson was hopeful that a final offer would be forthcoming Monday. After the group left the office, Emerson turned to Scott and said, "I'm going home and if Hazel is there get my brains screwed out. If she isn't I'll hunt her down and drag her back to my cave and screw her brains out. In any event she and I are going to make love this afternoon. You?" "I want to cover a few items with Grace and then I'm going home to do the same thing. Dinner still on for tonight?" I asked "Yes, Kim called and invited herself, so other than that it'll be the usual suspects. I'm looking forward to it and might even dance." "God, Emerson, Hazel really has done a number on you. Good for both of you, I'm pleased that Veronica had a small part in it. See you at the club then." ## I quietly entered the house and seeing the wine and cheese in the den, went upstairs and walked through the open bedroom door. Veronica and Sharon were both nude, except Sharon still had on hose and her heels and Veronica was still in her garter belt, hose and heels. I sat and watched them for a few minutes, noting that the camera's green light was on and began gently fondling myself through my trousers. What the hell, I thought, I'm in my own bedroom, and stood and removed my shoes, socks, and pants along with my underwear. I took my now bare cock in my hand and began gently stroking myself as I watched them finger fucking each other. Veronica was the first to notice him, and she whispered into Sharon's ear, "My cock is watching, want to see if we can get him to play?" Upon hearing that Sharon turned her head in Scott's direction and seeing what he was doing, smiled at him, and in a breathless voice replied to Veronica "Yes, oh yes." Any Chance We Could Ch. 24 Veronica became more aggressive in finger fucking Sharon and brought her to her third orgasm of the day and Sharon brought Veronica to her second. As their breathing slowed, Veronica sat up against the headboard with her legs spread and pulled Sharon's back to her breasts. "Hi, handsome, this is Sharon. Doesn't she have the most magnificent tits?" As she said this she reached around Sharon and fondled both her breasts. "Nice and firm. Her nipples are a wonderful texture that just beg to be sucked," as she gently pinched Sharon's nipples and pulled on them. "What do you think about his cock? It's perfect isn't it. You're going to love that warm and hard cock in your pussy. As it drives back and forth it's going to make you feel fantastic. Scott isn't her bare pussy enticing. I'll bet you'd like to get your tongue between these bare lips, wouldn't you?" I stood and moved over to the bed removed my shirt and climbed on the bed and leaned against the footboard still slowly stroking my cock. I leaned forward, pulled off one of Sharon's shoes and began to suck on her hose-covered toes. She started to writhe and moan. "Feels good doesn't it. Wait until he runs his tongue up the inside of your leg. It drives me wild." Veronica then reached down and stroked Sharon's clit, causing her to jump and moan. "She's ready handsome, she's very wet, I'm sure you could slide right in." Saying that Veronica stuck a finger into Sharon's pussy, slowly pulled it out and put it in her mouth. "God, she tastes sweet handsome. You'll love licking and sucking on this pussy." I put the shoe back on Sharon's foot and took the other one off and sucked those toes. I then got on my knees and slowly ran both hands up her leg to the top of her thigh high and very slowly began pulling it down. When it was all the way off, I again took her bare toes into my mouth and gently laved them with my tongue. Sharon moaned, saying "Don't stop, I'll do whatever you want." "What do you want, Sharon? My sweet, tell him what you want him to do to you. Do you want him to fuck you while I play with your sweet tits? Do you want a finger up your ass while he fucks your pussy? Do you want him to fuck your ass, or your mouth? His cum has the perfect taste, maybe you'd want a mouthful to sample before he fills up your cunt." "Oh God, just fuck me, any hole you want....just fuck me. Kiss me Veronica, fuck me Scott, fuck me now! Oh God I can't wait any longer. God Veronica what you've done to me I never in my life begged to be fucked. Come on Scott, fuck me, now, fuck me now." Hearing her pleading and urgent tone, Veronica smiled at me. I leaned forward again put her shoe back on and began to kiss my way up her bare leg as I got to the inside of her thigh I smelled her arousal and took a small lick of her wet pussy. I put her legs on the top of my shoulders as she continued to lean against Veronica. I leaned forward and pressed my hard cock against her slit, and with my hand began dragging in up and down from her clit to her asshole. I paused at both and applied pressure. I leaned further forward and passionately kissed Veronica as my cock rested at the opening of Sharon's vagina. "Jesus, Scott, fuck me will you, fuck me, you're right there," as she tried to push her hips against me but I teasingly pulled back from her. As Veronica and I broke our kiss, I entered her slightly then pulled out, asking "What did you want me to do?" "You fucker, stop teasing, fuck me, fuck me now," she screamed as I continued to used my right hand to move my dick up and down her opening from top to bottom. "Or what?" I gently asked as Veronica took her hands away from the heated woman's breasts. "Or nothing, fuck me! Veronica play with my tits, please keep pinching my nipples. Fuck me now!" she screamed again. Her breathing was becoming more ragged as I continued to tease her. The more we teased her, the hotter her eyes became. "Ohhh God I'm so fucking close! God damn it I need you in me!" She screamed with wild eyes filled with desire. With that I leaned all the way forward and entered her in one swift stroke. Her eyes opened wider and she said, "Oh my God, oh my God, that feels so fucking good." I began to stroke in and out of her and kissed her with our tongues dancing in the darkness of our mouths. Veronica reached between us and began to pinch and rub Sharon's clit. Her hips were undulating in an effort to find release. "Cum in me, cum in me you wonderful fucker, fill me up. All the way up, fuck my ass if you want, fuck my mouth if you want, don't stop fucking me, don't ..., " her vocalizations ended as she began to cum. Her eyes were tightly shut, her lips pursed her whole body was shaking. Her moans echoed throughout the room. As I looked into my love's eyes she had a smile upon her face. She mouthed, "She's a hot one." I nodded in agreement. As she started to calm down, I pulled back and entered her again with four or five full strokes. She started to cum again, gasping, "God not another one, oh FUCK!" I again waited for her to calm down and repeated another series of quick full and hard strokes. "Oh Fuck, not again, I can't breath," she panted. I pulled back so just my head was in her and she once again caught her breath. "Again, handsome, again," encouraged Veronica. I pushed quickly all the way in and gave her seven or eight full strokes. Veronica's one hand was playing with her breasts as she stretched around with the other to aggressively rub Sharon's clit. This time she screamed, "FUCK, ANOTHER ONE!" This time I let her coast for a brief few seconds and stroked her deeply again eight or nine times. "OH FUCK. OH FUCK. YOU"RE GOING TO FUCK ME TO DEATH!!! I LOVE IT!!!" I shrugged her legs off my shoulders and moved to wrap my arms around her and held her tightly, not moving my still inserted and hard cock. I let her calm down completely and began to pull out of her. "No, No, No, cum in me, cum in me, don't stop now." I was close. I began to slowly stoke in and out as she moved her hips in time with my strokes. My pace quickened a little. Just as I felt my balls tighten, her pussy walls grasped me and began milking my sperm into her womb. "Oh God, that feels so good, Oh God, push all the way in one more time," she moaned as I rested and enjoyed being inside her. After fifteen seconds or so of resting and catching my own breath I pulled her legs back on my shoulders and gave her eight or ten full strokes which brought her to another but more gentle orgasm. As she recovered from that one I gently and lovingly kissed her and pulled out of her cum dripping pussy. Veronica had her lie on her back before moving between her legs to enjoy our mixed juices. Sharon pulled Veronica around so she could pleasure her lover as well. As Veronica's legs closed around Sharon's head I looked up and saw Ashley leaning against the doorframe her eyes wide and her mouth open. "How long have you been there?" I asked as she made her way towards the bed. "Since you climbed on the bed and kissed her foot the first time. You're incredible. Come over to the side of the bed." I sat with my legs dangling and she knelt and took me in her mouth and sucked and laved my cock for the longest time. "You aren't going to cum again are you Dad?" "Not now, but later. Do you want a rain check?" I laughed. "I don't need one. I can suck your cock whenever I want," she smiled. "Now who told you that?" I asked. "You did. So some night I'm going to wait until you're asleep and suck you dry, you super stud." "I thought you and Katrina were going out tonight, league dinner?" "As soon as she gets home. I'm going to have her eat me because I'm so horny from what I just watched." Ashley replied. "Why wait, get those pants off and I'll be more than happy to pleasure you," I said. "Since you're offering....," she said as she hurriedly stripped and lay down. Veronica and Sharon who were finishing and moving to rest against each other looked over to see what was moving the bed. They watched for a moment as I brought Ashley to an orgasm. "That's one of your daughters?" Sharon asked as Veronica held her in her arms. "Yes, Ashley," Veronica replied. "Do they do this often? What about the other daughter?" "As often as they want." Veronica replied. "Doesn't bother you?" Sharon asked. "Never," Veronica replied. Sharon watched quietly as Veronica stroked her luscious body then said as I sat back up. "I've never had multiple orgasms either from a lover or self induced, never, ever. I almost passed out twice while you were fucking me. Can we do this again?" she asked with a hopeful look on her face. "Whatever you and Veronica want, remember you still have two holes I haven't been in yet," I said with a wink. "Seriously?" she asked. "Seriously. Why not?" I replied. Sharon looked at the bedside clock. "Hmm, I'll definitely keep in touch, but right now I need to clean up and get dressed and get back to work. Will one of you take me?" Veronica answered, "I will. Give me a few minutes." Ashley came into my arms, and stuck one hand out to Sharon and said, "I'm Ashley, nice to meet you. You are a very pretty woman." "Thank you, so are you I'll bet those tits of yours are luscious to caress and suck on. Could I try sometime?" asked Sharon with a hopeful look on her face. "You'll like my sister too and yes I'd like for you to try them. We'll keep in touch," smiled Ashley. ## I greeted Carol and a stunning young lady at the door. Carol promptly introduced me to Erin McDonough, her niece. As we walked into the den Carol also introduced her to Veronica. "Welcome to St. Louis, Erin," I said, "Have you been here before?" "Yes, several years ago, Mom and I visited Carol but only stayed for a few days and left to join my Father, Carol's brother, in Chicago. I'm here now to interview a few companies about job opportunities," replied Erin. "Job opportunities? You don't look as old as my daughters, and you're traveling to look for a job?" I said. "Thanks, how old do you think I am?" she asked "Fifteen, seventeen tops," I replied. "Again, thanks, I'm twenty-five and just finished my MBA at Harvard over the summer. And I do get that a lot," she replied smiling. Erin had long straight red hair with a liberal sprinkling of freckles across her face, slender build, standing about five seven in what looked like three inch heels showing under her jeans, and a most engaging soft smile. Her grey-green eyes were unexpectedly bright. Her ass nicely filled her tight jeans. The spaghetti strapped tank top snugly fit her smallish breasts. She's a real heart-breaker, I thought. I also felt stirring in my loins while looking at her. Veronica noticed my interested looks at Erin, nodded her head and winked at me. "Come, handsome, help me carry in the wine and glasses," she smiled. As I was opening the wine Veronica said, "Looks like you've got a conundrum tonight. You'd like to make love to Carol and from those looks at Erin, her as well." "Jesus, I'm that obvious?" I grinned. "To me, yes, but I know you so well. Use my cock as you wish, just end the night with it inside me. Fair enough?" Veronica grinned. I loved this woman more and more each day. We drank some wine while watching the slide shows I had put together for Carol. Both Erin and Carol made appreciative remarks and both asked from time to time to pause on a particular picture or go back to a previously viewed one. During the course of the hour and a half we spend viewing them, Erin wound up next to me on the couch and Carol and Veronica against each other at the other end. I couldn't help but notice that Erin's hand had strayed to my thigh and she would draw her nails along it. Veronica invited Carol into the dining room to discuss some wedding plan suggestions from this morning leaving Erin and I alone. As she stood, Veronica smiled at me and subtly nodded her head. "Erin, tell me about the lifestyle. Carol and Veronica discussed it yesterday with a woman technician and your name and Carol's, I'm told, came up." I asked. "I participate, and have for a long time. My Mom and Dad have been swingers since I was seven and in fact right now they're on a trip down the California coastline visiting some friends and lifestyle gatherings. They've been gone for a week and it'll probably be another week before they get back home. They both like to fuck and be fucked. My whole family, Mom and Dad, my brother, my brother's wife and me are into it." "What do you like about it," I asked desiring to know more. "It's a great way to have a variety of sexual partners without the drudgery of emotional ups and downs. I've made love to and been loved by a lot of men and women. I enjoy the variety. If you're not interested in something or someone, 'no' means no, but I rarely ever say no. What can I say, I just love sex," she laughed. "I can only imagine that you see and experience all sorts of things, and that you'd be a favorite," I smiled. "Jason, my brother and my Dad both say I'm very popular because I look so young. All the men want to fuck a daughter surrogate." "When did you get into it?" I asked. "About ten years ago, Dad was on a six month assignment outside Sydney, so Mom, Jason and I joined him during summer break. Our summer, their winter. Dad had met a few men who were having regular gatherings with their teenaged daughters and some wives. Some of the men were single parents. At the first event we attended, only Mom and Dad participated but I got asked a lot. A few days later the event came up at the dinner table and Dad asked if I wanted to do it again. I replied sure, but I really wanted to lose my virginity to him or Jason first. That night I slept with my Dad for the first time while Jason and Mom slept in the other room. The next night Jason and I slept together. We attended parties the rest of the summer and I loved it." "When we returned home the four of us regularly enjoyed each other and when I went to Harvard, Jason and I lived together. When he met Rose, now his wife, she moved in with us and when Mom and Dad would visit they'd stay in a hotel with twin king beds and we'd all spend some time together there. Jason and I made some lifestyle contacts and the three of us would often join groups for an evening. No one knew Jason was my brother, so we kept it that way. I dated occasionally but both relationships became too emotionally entangling. They never understood why I would sometimes aver from a Friday or Saturday date, telling them that my brother and I had other plans. In a weak moment I told one of them about group sex experiences and that was the last time I ever talked to or even saw him. I think Dad and Carol began regularly fucking right after high school and continued almost up to the time she met Veronica in college. Both the men in my family are very satisfying lovers. Mom, Rose and Carol are too." "At these parties in Sydney what were the usual pairings?" I asked intrigued. "There really weren't any. I'd be propositioned and would accept and be fucked right there in a chair straddling the man, or lying on the floor or a couch, even standing bent over the arm of a couch or chair. Sometimes in an actual bed," she grinned. "All this took place in large room or rooms?" I asked. "Oh, yes, part of the fun was having other people watch or watching other people fuck or in the case of two girls, being eaten," again a gentle smile. "What about your family. Did your Dad and Jason fuck you at them? Did they fuck your Mom?" I was becoming more aroused as her tale continued. "Sure, there were always a lot of father/daughter couplings. Jason was the only young man and was in considerable demand by the few moms who attended. Poor guy he could have three or four strong erections, then would be given blowjobs until he recovered enough to enter someone. And in answer to your next question, every day that we were in Australia Mom and I were fucked either by Dad or Jason. God, it was heaven, to be that desired, to be fully pleasured every day," she sighed. As she was talking she had turned and leaned across me resting her side against the arm of the couch. "I feel your interest in me poking my side. Are you?" she grinned. "Very much," I said as I moved my hand softly over her pliable breasts. "What would Veronica say?" Erin asked. "She's already seen my interest in you. She's said that I could do as I pleased as long as she's the last one to get fucked tonight." I smiled pressing her breasts a bit more firmly. "Hmmmm nice, you may have a closet swinger on your hands," she sniggered. "I don't know about that, but I do know that she has a growing taste for pussy. I'm sure she'd love to enjoy yours as well," I smiled. "I'd like that," she quietly whispered as her face moved towards mine. When she was just a half a foot away she paused. I inhaled her scent as she asked, "How would you react if she wanted to fuck some other guy just for the sexual experience?" As I took in her captivating eyes I spoke honestly, "She's not said anything about doing that so I haven't given it any thought." I paused to think how I felt now that she raised the question. "I doubt I'd really know for sure until it happens, but right now Erin, I can't see saying no to her. I trust her and love her as much as she does me. I want her to be fulfilled and happy so I think I'd tell her to go for it." She moved her face closer to mine. With a glint in her eyes she quietly said, "Scott, I agree with my aunt that you are a unique and special man." With that she kissed me softly. Our lips parted slightly and the tips of our tongues played with the other as the sweet kiss concluded. She drew back. "Aunt Carol had said you're a very sensual man and seeing is believing," smiled Erin pulling down her top to bare her breasts as she moved her chest towards my head. "Very pretty," I said as I licked a pebble sized light pink nipple. "Want to do it here?" asked Erin. "Sure, why not," I replied. "Do you have a condom," she asked standing up. "No, do you?" I asked. "Yep, always carry 'em I won't have unprotected sex even with my Dad and Jason. They've been in too many pussies. No offense intended, but it's for your protection as well as mine." After she took one out of her purse, I unfastened her jeans and she shimmied them down her legs revealing plain top dark tan thigh highs. Stepping out of the red heels and pushing them off. I pulled her V-string down her legs and off and she stepped back into her pumps. She bent over, grinned and undid my belt buckle and fly, and pulled them down along with my briefs as I raised my butt. My friendly weapon slightly impeded her removal of my underwear and as soon as it was free sprang to full attention. "Oh, my," she said as she wrapped her hand around it and took me fully into her mouth. She drew back and took me again all the way into her throat. I moaned as she held the head of my dick in her throat for three or four seconds. Though she looked young and innocent, clearly she was an experienced and skilled lover. After laving my head she stood back up, tore open the condom wrapper and unrolled the bright blue condom over my cock. "Move over, I want to straddle you," she said. I did and she settled down on my legs with her bush pressed against my cock. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we fervently kissed. While we were kissing she raised up enough to put her vagina over the head and began to lower herself onto me. I had just lowered my hands to her hips as I had fully impaled her when Veronica and Carol appeared at the doorway. "We're going up to the field to play. Join us when you want. As the girls always say, 'play nice', and I love you," grinned Veronica. Any Chance We Could Ch. 24 "God, that feels good, let me bounce slowly, okay?" Erin gasped as she put her lips on mine and we began an incredible tongue dance. She continued to rise up and drop on my shaft. She was gasping as I tried unsuccessfully to draw her dancing breasts into my mouth. Looking into my eyes she moaned, "Just imagine watching your love doing this with another man." The image of watching Veronica fucking a faceless man mingled with the pleasures my body was experiencing drove me higher. I started thrusting up into her as Erin smiled knowing she'd aroused me further with her comment. Our breath rates rocketed and after much moaning and sighing on both our parts Erin orgasmed. Two or three thrusts after she started to shake my sperm shot into the condom. She collapsed onto my chest and began kissing my neck. "Aunt Carol was right. Your cock is the perfect size and you are a good fuck. Was I as good as either of your daughters," asked Erin. "I haven't had the pleasure with either Ashley or Katrina. I know they both would want to as much as I, but Veronica hasn't said it's okay. They've both blown me, regularly, and give great handjobs. I've tongue fucked and finger fucked them both. All in all we've given each other a great deal of pleasure. Katrina has said that she wants me to take her virginity on her birthday. They're both going with us on our honeymoon, so maybe then," I sighed wistfully. "Well, when the time comes, I bet they'll never leave you alone after you've fucked them the first time," she grinned as she began another passionate kiss. As I began to soften, Erin raised up and I popped out of her. She stood and carefully pulled the condom off, then put the open end into her mouth and squeezed the semen out and swallowed. Smiling, she said "I just love fresh, warm cum." She extended her hand and pulled me from the couch and said, "Let's go join them, I love eating pussy as much as getting fucked." She dropped the condom into the wastebasket under the desk and pulled her panties back on. I gathered my clothes and we headed up the steps. As we entered the bedroom, Carol's ass was up in the air while she was eating Veronica. Erin said "Wow, what a bed. Nice ass, Aunt Carol. I brought along a cock that would fit nicely in there." Veronica opened her eyes, saw me standing at the side of the bed with only my shirt on and motioned me with her hand to take off the shirt and join them. I climbed onto the bed, knee- walked over to Veronica and kissed her. As we kissed she said into my mouth "Fuck her." I moved to behind Carol and began licking her pussy and stuck my tongue against her asshole. She moaned and pushed back against me. Raising my torso I moved my hips closer to her ass and began to push my cock into her vagina. Her moaning increased and as I slid inside her she said "Oh, God, that feels good." As she continued to eat Veronica, who was now also enjoying Erin's lips on her nipples, I began to slowly and then more rapidly stroke in and almost out of Carol. She began pushing back at me with every in-stroke. Soon her moaning increased and as I grasped her ass cheeks I could feel a slight shuddering going through her body. "Harder, handsome, harder, make her cum hard," gasped Veronica. Just then Veronica began to cum and Carol raised her head and wrapped her lips around a nipple. Carol's fingers rapidly sawed in and out of Veronica. Veronica began moaning and bucking even more. I began to rapidly fuck Carol and she began shuddering more and came. She pulled forward off me and rolled to the side. Veronica immediately extended her arms to me and pulled me into her almost catching Erin's head between us. "Fuck me, fuck me now," Veronica pleaded as she spread her legs even wider. I entered her very wet, hot vagina and slowly at first moved in and out. "Fuck me faster," she encouraged. As I was speeding up I felt a hand on my ass, then a finger against my asshole. It went away then returned wet and pushing to get in. It went away then returned wetter and pushed into my asshole up to at least the first knuckle. It was again pulled out and reentered a least a full finger length. God, what a feeling and I came deeply inside Veronica. She came as well and as I relaxed against her the finger began moving in and out of my asshole. I glanced over my shoulder and it was Erin's arm I saw disappearing over my ass. As she continued to stroke and wiggle her finger inside my ass, I stayed hard and began to move inside Veronica. "Ohh, more, handsome?" she gasped. Erin stayed in my ass as Carol pulled my head towards her and began to passionately kiss me. I shifted one hand to Veronica's breast and pinched her nipple as she began to breathe rapidly. She came again, crying out, "Jesus, what's gotten into you, you're still hard a rock." I broke my kiss with Carol, and moved my mouth to Veronica's and before kissing her said, "Erin's got her finger up my ass." After breaking my kiss with Veronica, Carol groaned, "Can you cum in me?" I looked at Veronica. She answered, "Go, fill her up, I want to taste the two of you." Erin pulled her finger out of my ass and I felt her get off the bed as I moved over atop Carol and began to enter her. "No, let me be on top," gasped Carol. As I rolled over next to Veronica, Carol straddled me and impaled herself on my cock. She began moving not only up and down but sideways. Her pussy felt so good, warm, moist and firmly stroking my dick. As I reached for her tits, Veronica turned my head and began to kiss me. About the same moment a cool hand began to play with my balls. Carol was riding me with a growing fervor as Veronica straddled my face and lowered her delightfully wet pussy onto my mouth. My breathing was ragged but I still tried to lick my fiancé with my tongue and finger her clit with my right hand. As the cool hand continued to caress my balls I felt them tightening. Seconds later I began to cum inside Carol. "Ohh, I can feel you cumming, I'm cumming, oh shit, that feels soo good, fuck, fuck," gasped a sweaty Carol. "Carol, sit on my face," demanded Veronica as she flopped down to lie beside me. As Carol pulled off me and turned around, Erin lowered her dripping pussy over my face and leaned forward and took me into her mouth. I held her small hips and my hands occasionally moved up to her narrow waist as I pleasured her. I could not help it but I was imagining that I was pleasuring a fourteen or sixteen year old. I eagerly attacked her pussy and sucked her clit hard. Erin began moaning around my cock and came while crushing her pussy against my mouth. I tried to cum again but knew I couldn't. Four times seemed to be my limit, but as since I was hard Erin continued to play with my cock with her mouth. Finally she sat up, and said "It would be a shame to waste something as hard as that. Have you got any K-Y?" "Try the nightstand drawer," I said to her pussy, She got off me and retrieved a tube, squeezed large amount into her hand and began laving it on my cock. She handed me the tube, swung her leg back over me and pointed her ass at me saying, "Be generous." I put a sizeable glob between her ass cheeks and stuck a liberally coated finger into her asshole to the second knuckle, then did it again. She knee walked down me and with her back to me, grasped my slippery cock and lowered herself down until the tip of my cock was positioned just at her entrance. She paused before slowly moving further down. I moaned quietly as I felt her tight hole giving way to my mushroomed head. Once the head cleared her sphincter her opening closed firmly around it. She paused for a few seconds before slowly moving me further into her. Entering an asshole was a new experience for me and I was relishing each moment. As soon as I was fully in her ass, she turned her head to look at me and moving up and down, asked "Good, huh?" "God, you're tight, that really feels good." I moaned. Her ass was much tighter than her pussy or any pussy for that matter. Slowly at first, she started to move up and down my greased shaft. Within twenty seconds she began to move more freely and began to moan. I moaned with her. The pace grew a little quicker. Meanwhile Veronica and Carol were in a 69 position with Carol on top and Veronica. They were busily licking and sucking each other. As promised Veronica was aggressively licking Carol's pussy in an effort to get all my cum out. Every now and then she'd moan, "You both taste so good." Erin began to orgasm. I began to soften as she rested before she slowly moved upward. As she knelt up, I popped out of her. She turned and laying on top of me passionately kissed me. She then rolled off of me, went into the bathroom and returned with a warm wet soapy cloth. She gently cleaned off my cock, my hand and her butt cheeks and asshole. When she finished, she returned the cloth to the bathroom and while standing at the edge of the bed, asked "Like the heels and hose look? I think you do, you're getting hard again. What are you on?" "Daily Cialis," I managed to gasp out. Veronica and Carol rolled apart. I told Veronica to get on top. She mounted me and Carol and Erin began to work on her nipples. Erin put her talented fingers to work on her clit. Veronica shortly came and rolled off my now exhausted and softening cock. We all just laid there quietly, fucked out. Erin to my left, Veronica to my right and Carol to the right of my fiancé. We heard the front door slam and the sounds of both girls running up the steps toward our room and the open door. They stopped short when they saw the three pussies and one cock arrayed across the bed. "And I thought we were having fun at the dinner tonight. Next time we'll stay home," Ashley laughed. Erin sat up and extended her hand to Ashley, "Hi, I'm Erin McDonough, Carol's niece. Are you Ashley?" Ashley nodded. Katrina stuck her hand out and said "I'm Katrina." "Obviously, you're not just getting started. Can we play too?" asked Ashley. "You're both more than welcome to get undressed and join us but I think we're all fucked out," I said. "Not so fast," smiled Erin. "I'll be more than happy to play with both of you. Join me." They both undressed and as Carol, Veronica and I moved further along in the bed, Erin's lips latched onto Katrina's. Ashley's hands eagerly began exploring Erin's pussy, breasts and body. After a few minutes, Erin instructed, "Katrina sit against the headboard so I can eat you. Ashley, please eat me from behind." There were no complaints as Katrina spread her legs. Erin put her face between them then with her ass in the air, Ashley began eating Erin. After watching for a few minutes, Carol said, "Oh, what the hell," and climbed over Veronica and me to lie beside my daughter. As she began kissing Katrina she started to caress her breasts, back and ass. Veronica rolled me over to face her, wrapped her arm around my neck and began to deeply and passionately kiss me while fondling my cock with her other hand. She momentarily broke the kiss to ask, "Is there some saying about the family that fucks together stays together?" "I like the sound of that," I laughed. When we finished kissing I turned to look to the left. With a raised head Veronica held me and nestled into my back. Together we quietly watched the action. A while later after both Katrina and Erin had a well sated look upon their faces., Carol and Ashley turned to get into a 69 position from which they attacked the other. A few minutes later both Carol and Ashley came with their loud moans filling our ears. Erin and Katrina were wrapped in each other's arms kissing gently like long time lovers. Veronica and I continued to caress and kiss each other while absorbing what had taken place that afternoon and evening. Yawning and noticing that it was about eleven o'clock Carol said "We'd probably should go. Erin has an early appointment and I want to get to work early to get some things out of the way so I can make some wedding calls later in the morning." As the four of us lay on the bed watching them dress, Veronica's cell rang. She answered it, saying as she picked it up, "It's 'Cindy'." "Hi sweetheart, is everything all right?" After listening a few minutes she said, "Wait inside the main entrance and I'll be there as soon as I can, probably less than 20 minutes. Okay, see you soon," Ashley asked, "What's up." "Her car is dead. Security couldn't get it started. She's crying, so I'm going to go get her," replied Veronica. "Want someone to go with you?" I asked. "It's not necessary. I'm bringing her here for the night. Want someone extra in your bed this time?" Veronica asked Katrina. "We'd love to have her," she replied with an exhausted tone in her voice. I grabbed a pair of gym shorts and walked Erin and Carol downstairs while Veronica got dressed. As they were leaving both ladies kissed me. Erin wrapped her hand around my cock and said to Carol, "Wouldn't it be nice to have this wonderful cock in our family?" "Could happen," replied Carol. "I think Veronica might be interested." "What do you mean?" I asked. "Well, why don't the two of you have a conversation about cocks and pussies. You may be able to reach a very pleasant decision. She would probably enjoy my brother's cock as well as my nephew's. My sister is a great lay and so is Jason's wife, Rose. Goodnight, thanks for the wonderful sexy evening. I know both of us'll look forward to the next time, soon I hope. We love you." I went back upstairs and both of my lovely daughters were wrapped around each other, kissing and each lightly fingering the other's pussy. "May I cut in," laughing as I climbed onto the bed. I noticed that the camera light by the door was green so I got up and turned it off. As they untangled, Katrina said, "Tell us about Erin. She looks like a young teenager." "Believe it or not she's twenty-five. She graduated with a Harvard MBA in August and is in town for some interviews. She's staying with Carol." "Was she good in bed?" asked Ashley. "Yep, on the couch too." "How many times did you screw her?" asked Katrina. "Twice, I think. We did it once on the couch and once up here. I fucked her in the ass up here." I smiled. "Did she ask for it in the ass?" asked Ashley. "Yep, felt good too." "I wonder if Mom would let you fuck my ass," mused Ashley. "Ask her if you are interested in trying it," I said. "Love me a bit Dad," said Katrina as she threw her arms around me and pressed her naked body against me. "Move your butt aside a bit, Kitten. I'm gonna blow him," announced Ashley. She worked hard for over twelve minutes and was disappointed that she didn't get me to cum in her mouth. When she rolled to the side I explained to her that I had fucked four women that day and it was only because of the Cialis was I able to get it up. With the explanation Ashley's disappointment disappeared from her face. "That's okay, Dad, you're still our 'super stud'" said Katrina. Ashley nodded in agreement. We took a shower and Katrina got me to stick my finger up to the second knuckle in her ass. Ashley had told her how nice it felt when I did it to her. From the look on Katrina's face it appeared that she didn't enjoy it as much as Ashley. After drying we returned to the field, and shortly heard the front door open and close. Seconds later Veronica and Cindy entered the bedroom. Cindy's demeanor brightened considerably when she saw all three of us nude. She walked over and crawled across the bed, kissed me and wrapped her hand around my cock. Her kiss was sweet and on the aggressive side. After lightly kissing both Katrina and Ashley, Cindy said to Katrina, "Your Mom said I'm sleeping with you two tonight. Let's go to bed, I'm tired." As our daughters stood up and moved towards the door Cindy paused a moment before getting off the bed, "Again, thanks Veronica for coming to get me. I'm sorry to be a pain, but I didn't have anyone else to call." She kissed me again for several seconds before climbing off the bed to follow the girls to their bedroom. "That girl has a serious crush on you," teased Veronica. "I don't know about that. If she does have a crush, I am sure it'll pass quickly," I assured Veronica as I took her hand into mine. "I'm too not sure about that," she laughed. "I must admit, that there is something about Cindy that I find very captivating." The latter statement had a serious tone to it. I didn't know how to answer her so I remained silent. For a few moments Veronica seemed to be deep in her own thoughts. Suddenly she said, "Well, that was an interesting ride home. Scott, her car is terminal, it's just a matter of a few more miles before it'll give up the ghost. There was an eviction notice on her door when she got home last night, and her phone has been disconnected. She's down to one roommate who was to pay the rest of this month's rent and the phone bill. It didn't happen." "It sounds like she's gotten herself into a deep hole. I'm willing to help her if you are," I interjected. Veronica nodded and continued, "I'm glad to hear that. I'd like to take her under my wing and move her in here, but not until after the wedding. In the meantime I think I'll pay the past rent and next month's. Her lease expires at the end of December so I may pay that month as well and Cindy then can inform her roommate of her intentions. I assume that you'd be okay with four gorgeous women in this home wouldn't you?" "What, just four? Why not Kim, Gwen, Angela, Mary Claire, Erin, too?" I laughed. "Because, if you do retire shortly, you'll die of over-fucking disease, because that's all you'll do all day, every day. Having me every day isn't enough?" she pouted. I laughed at her faux pout. "You'd die with me because you'd love the pussy on every one of them every day." "Seriously, I'd love to have her and I know you would too. Call Enterprise and rent two cars tomorrow, one for you to replace the Lexus which we have to return shortly to CitiGroup, and one for me to drive. Let Cindy use Ashley's car for the time being, and Ashley can use mine. We'll go car shopping once the terms and closing date are settled. So, my love, start thinking about what type of car you want to drive. "Dave is coming tomorrow at nine for some semi-final decisions and with a contract. Have you asked Cindy to join us for dinner tomorrow night, or is she working?" "I haven't, but I intend to. I don't think she's working, but I don't know. You'd like that wouldn't you?" "Of course, you can never have enough warm pelvises rubbing up against your cock," I replied light heartedly. After Veronica undressed and got in bed I mentioned what Carol had said and asked her what it meant. "I've given you permission to fuck any pussy you want as long as I'm aware of it or can participate. Carol asked me if I had asked you if you'd let me get fucked by another guy if I wanted to. I don't know that I'd want too, but if it were only for sex and if you're fucking someone else like his wife or girlfriend at the same time, I might want to try it. If I did, how would you feel watching me get fucked?" "You know, Erin asked me the same question. Apparently she's quite the swinger. I guess Carol told you that. I don't know how I'd feel, but I think it'd be okay as long as I knew and if it were another couple, rather than a single man. Do you have a couple in mind, or is this just hypothetical?" I asked. "Carol and Erin aren't hypothetical, are they?" asked Veronica. "No but they're single women," I reminded her. "Now my love, don't evade the question, is there a couple in mind or this hypothetical?" "No, I there isn't a couple in mind but I'm glad we talked about it and now I have a good idea how you'd feel. And, you're right, perhaps it would be best to try it with another couple for a few times. Don't ever forget that I love you more than I had ever thought I could love someone. We have something very special and I don't want to do anything to jeopardize that. If an opportunity presents itself, we'll discuss it again before acting on it." Any Chance We Could Ch. 24 "Agreed. I love you sweetheart more than anything or anyone in this world. I would never be with another woman if I felt it would put our love and relationship at risk. You complete me and I want nothing less than to see your life filled with joy and happiness, and you feeling fully satisfied in all parts of your life." I said. With tears welling up in her eyes she whispered before kissing me from her soul, "I love you Scott more than ever." Any Chance We Could Ch. 25 This is a work in progress and chapters will be submitted at regular intervals. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. Enjoy, your positive comments are welcome. Friday, October 19 Katrina and Ashley were the first ones up, showered, dressed and were downstairs by 7:30. Cindy wandered into our bedroom in a pair of scrub pants, barefoot and topless. "Good morning, sweetheart," greeted Veronica. "Thanks for the rescue last night Veronica, can you run me back to my apartment sometime today to get some clean clothes? I don't work again until the four to midnight shift on Sunday." "I'm just getting ready to shower. Would you like to join me?" I grinned. "Of course, that's kinda why I came in here." said Cindy. After a very pleasant shower full of touching, fingering and kissing with Cindy having a finger fuck induced orgasm, we dried off and got dressed. I came downstairs with Cindy still clad only in the scrub pants and topless. Katrina went upstairs and came back with a t-shirt and a pair of low heeled slides saying, "I hope these fit." Over breakfast I reminded the girls that we were going to the club for dinner tonight and asked Cindy to join us. She said she would love to go. Katrina told her it was fun and they always wore dressy clothes. Cindy said she didn't have any dressy clothes. Veronica announced that she and Cindy would go shopping after the meeting with the contractor. When Cindy said she didn't have money to spend on clothes, Veronica smiled, saying that it would be her treat. "Ashley take my car, Cindy can drive the one you're driving, if she needs one. We're probably going to lose the Lexus soon, so Mom'll rent a couple of cars today." I said. "Wow, can I put the top down?" asked Minx. "As long as you put it up when you're parked in the lot, sure." I replied. "Did you girls sleep well?" asked Veronica. "Very well, didn't even get to make love. Katrina and I were exhausted from the time with Carol and Erin. Cindy said she was wiped out too, so we cuddled and feel asleep until the alarm woke us." "Katrina, why are you wearing hose to school today?" I asked out of curiosity more than anything else. "I have a presentation to make to a class with a particularly irascible male professor. I thought the hose, three inch pumps and this short skirt couldn't hurt." Veronica smiled, "That's my girl. Sex on campus, can't beat it. Unless he's gay it'll certainly enhance your presentation." "Girls I bought a supply of stockings yesterday at Sak's, so come and get what you need from my closet. If you take the last pair of any kind, let me know. Do either of you need anything for tonight?" They both said no, except Ashley asked if she had bought any seamed taupe garter stockings. "Why, do you have a grumpy professor too," I asked. "No, just want to get your cock up when I get home this afternoon. Good reason?" she grinned. "You could just flip your skirt up and accomplish that, or even give me one of your prolonged kisses, but I'll look forward to your hose clad legs this afternoon," I laughed. The girls left and Cindy went into the den to watch the morning news. Dave arrived a few minutes before nine and we settled around the dining room table to review his documents and discuss the bid. "Based on what we've already discussed, I can do what you ask for $785,000," he began. "But I suspect it's higher than you expected." "Actually it's not. I know quality materials and workmanship come at a price. I don't want corners cut. As I said in the email, I want the best quality and workmanship. How about adding fifty thousand to that for contingencies such as some basement finish, additional water heaters for the bathrooms, that sort of thing," I replied. "Well, for budget purposes I could do that, but I'd rather do it via change orders that you approve. I don't believe in using change orders to charge more and to pad profit. I'll give you more than fair prices and rates on every change order, and I'll show you the invoices for materials. Going with written change orders'll protect both of us from any misunderstanding and I'll not add anything that hasn't been approved. Do you agree?" he asked. "Sure, you're in the business, and I trust your judgment. So do a lot of your former clients, I've found out. Your reputation is sterling. One guy said that you pulled out several items on a project that were unnecessarily put in by the designer and saved him over ten grand. He says he's using you to advise his firm on several historic buildings they're renovating. I'm glad you were the contractor to respond to my busted house. So I agree, let's do it that way." I replied. For the next hour and a half we agonized over the details of the contract and the preliminary drawings. I noticed several times that Veronica was glancing at him with more than passing interest. Once when he stood to stretch his back, her eyes were drawn to his crotch. I silently laughed and thought now there's a topic for further discussion. At some point Cindy walked through on the way to the kitchen and I introduced them. "Goodness, you have the loveliest young ladies around here. You're mighty attractive young lady," he told her. Cindy lowered her eyes momentarily then raised her head and looking him straight in the eye said, "Thank you. You're a nice looking man yourself. I appreciate the compliment." As she continued into the kitchen I watched Dave try to check out her slim ass and hips but the pants were too loose. He dropped his head back to the work at hand and we initialed all the changes and additions. "I think these changes might add another $15,000, so can you set up an account at a title company for $800,000 that I can draw on as materials are brought on site and for weekly labor billings?" he asked before adding, "The last twelve percent'll be withheld until you return and sign-off on the work." "That reminds me of a businessman who was having trouble calculating the net amount due on an invoice after deducting twelve and three quarters percent. He called is secretary in and said, 'You're a college graduate and I need some help. If I gave you $21,765 minus 12.75 percent, how much would you take off?' The secretary thought for a moment and replied 'everything but my earrings.'" Veronica was looking Dave right in the eye as she told the story. We all laughed, two of us a bit more heartily than the other. We agreed on which title company and I assured him I could fund it by the middle of next week. He agreed, and asked if Wednesday'd be a good time for him to bring a decorator over to begin going over finishes and for us to sign the title disbursement documents. Both of us assured him the sooner the better and because of the size of the escrow I'm sure that a title company rep'd be at our disposal to witness signatures. "I'll have my architect start today, I'm going directly over there from here." he said as he stood and again I noticed a momentary glance at his crotch and chest from Veronica. As he walked over to put his coffee cup in the sink her eyes focused for as long as his back was turned on his ass. "Tell you what Dave, I know you're going to be working on a tight schedule to finish by the time we get back from our honeymoon. Feel free to start any exterior work or demolition whenever you feel it's necessary. You've agreed to completion five weeks from tomorrow. Just be sure that until we leave a couple of days before our wedding on the 16th that we don't lose access, water, heat, or power until then, and that we're not disturbed by workmen before eight in the morning and after seven at night. I'll put a little sweetener on the table. If we can walk in to a completed interior and 98% complete exterior on November 24th, I'll deed the Oak Haven lot to you." "Scott, that's a $400,000 lot. You're sure?" he asked. "I have every confidence in you sir, and I know you'll use only subs who have the same work ethic you have. I expect to meet you at the title company on the morning of November 26th and execute the deed to you. The value of the lot is not to be used to fund change orders, those'll be separately agree on. This is merely a completion incentive," I firmly said. "I expect to be there as well and expect that we'll be on time and at or below budget. Thank you for your confidence," and he extended his hand to each of us. As he shook Veronica's hand I noticed he swept his eyes down over her breasts. She noticed it as well and I noticed a very tiny catch in her breath as she looked him in the eyes. After he left, I chided her, "Think he's hot don't you?" "Scott, what a thing to say," she blushed. "Oh, come on, you looked at his crotch more than once, it kind of took your breath away when he fondled your tits with his eyes, and you intimated you'd like him to see you in just your earrings," I said laughing. "Yes, there's that. But enough for now, I've got to get that sexy waif in the other room some clothes. I'll get the eviction notice when we go over to her apartment. I'll also buy her a cell phone at the mall and put her on my plan. Anything in particular you'd like to see her in and take off of her? Huh, super stud," she asked laughing. "Something subtly sexy for tonight, heels of course, V-string panties, I'm sure she could go braless, and a garter belt, you seem to have the stocking angle covered. Don't forget to get her items you'd like to see her in and taking off too. If she needs more casual clothes, buy a bunch of those as well. You have the debit card, don't you?" I asked. "You sexy, sexy man, I love you so much. You are so kind and generous," as she threw her arms around me and passionately kissed me. "I'm going into the office for awhile. Do you mind if I take Grace to lunch." I asked. 'Heavens no, but thanks for asking, are you going to a motel or hotel to eat?" she laughed. "Come on, lover. This'll be the first time in probably 20 years that I've bought her a meal, or at least a meal for just the two of us. She deserves to know what's going on with Citi deal and I intend to explain it to her," I replied. "Well as long as all you do is fondle her tits and ass with your eyes, it'll be okay. She's an attractive woman, what is she 52, 53?" "I think so, yeah, that sounds about right. I'm going to call her and see if she's already made plans with Bea down in trading. Have a nice shop and I'll see you sometime this afternoon. I love you" I said as I turned to walk upstairs to put on dress slacks and cotton shirt. Veronica walked into the den, sat with Cindy and discussed what she intended to do today. While I was upstairs I called Grace on my cell and invited her to a nice lunch at an Italian restaurant in walking distance of the office. She giggled and accepted but said she had to do something first and wouldn't be ready to go until 12:30. A later lunch was fine with me. I left after kissing both of the ladies and managed to grope Veronica's ass a bit. When I got to the office, Grace wasn't at her desk. Stan's secretary was in her place. Grace had asked her to mind the phones and that she'd be back by 12:30. Emerson had left earlier, 'goin' caving again' she said she thought she heard him say. I smiled and went into my office and shuffled a few papers around. I had my head down before I realized that Grace had returned. I smelled some wonderful perfume that made me raise my head to see that the source was Grace. For almost as long as Grace has worked for both Emerson and me she had been the practical office dresser. Her common attire was a crisp blouse, usually fully buttoned with a broach or something at her neck along with nicely fitted pants and flats or low heeled shoes. But right now, she had on a silver satin blouse, rather snug fitting with a deep neckline and wide lapels that showed a generous amount of her chest. A dark A-line skirt that stopped just above her knees, hose and 3/12 or 4 inch high heeled strappy sandals. "Hi, good lookin', goin' my way," she said as she leaned against the door frame holding a jacket the color of her skirt over her shoulder. "Oh, my God," I said. "Someone's taken Grace and left this beautiful woman in her place." She walked around to my side of the desk with the kind of ass swing that comes from high heels, sat with one cheek on the edge of the desk and spread her legs enough that I saw her stocking tops. "Ready?" she asked. It took everything I had not to reach up and caress her inner thighs. Just the sight of her firm, toned stocking clad thighs caused an immediate erection. "Happy to see me? I'll bet those aren't batteries in your crotch are they." She said in a low voice that couldn't be heard outside the office door. I was surprised by what I was seeing and hearing from Grace. "Grace," I gasped, "No that sure as hell isn't a battery. You look beautiful and sexy. For me? Or are you trolling for a mate?" "It's all for you Scott. I'd include Emerson, but he went home to get laid. He told me how Veronica 'enlightened' Hazel. I'm so glad you called. I had to run home and get out of my 'office uniform' hoping you'd have this reaction. You want to put your hands under my skirt don't you? Yes, I have garter hose on. You'd like to caress these tits too, wouldn't you? Yes, the bra is sheer. Can't you see my nipples tenting the blouse?" Grace stood, spreading her legs a bit wider as she slid off the desk, brushed down her skirt and handed me her jacket. I held it up as she put her arms into the sleeves which caused the fabric to tighten across her erect nipples. As she adjusted the lapels, she bent slightly and pushed her ass lightly against my crotch. Saying, "Oops, and oh my!" in that same low voice. "Grace," I asked as we entered a vacant elevator car, "I don't understand." "Do you understand that as of the next week or so, I won't work for you anymore? That it means if you'll have me, I'd like to play with you and Veronica in your new giant bed." "How'd you know about the bed?" I asked. "Think. Who does all your banking?" "Oh." Was all I could gasp. Her subtle perfume was intoxicating me. "Besides, last week when I called you at home I had an interesting conversation with Veronica before she called you to the phone. Since then we've chatted and emailed each other. She's a most interesting woman," she smiled as we walked toward the building door. We walked the block and a half to the restaurant with her arm through mine. I knew those swinging hips had to be attracting a lot of attention. "I made a reservation, I hope you don't mind," she said as she bumped a breast against my arm. As we walked in, the hostess greeted us, and Grace said, "Grace Powers, I have a reservation." The hostess checked her book and said, "Oh yes, the small private dining room. Please follow me." We followed her into a small room with a single table set for six. "Just press this when you want service," she smiled as she laid a small pager on the table next to the menus and closed the door as she left. "How hungry are you? Can we talk for a bit before we order?" she asked. "Sure," I replied still confused. Grace took off her jacket, undid a button on her blouse and hopped up on the table to sit facing me. "Sit here in front of me, and drag those other two chairs to either side you." As I sat, she put a foot on the seat of each chair next to me spreading her legs in front of me. She bounced up a bit and hiked her skirt to the tops of her stockings. "See, they're garter stockings, can you see my bush kind of escaping the V-string?" she laughed. I was enjoying this new side of Grace. Though she was past fifty, she was aging very, very gracefully. As she smiled I noticed a just few winkles at her eyes. I found this new Grace to be erotic and sensuous. Her pussy hair was dark which answered one question, her hair was bleached blond. "Don't worry, I'm not going to ask you to fuck me, not here and now at least, and for your information Veronica knows what's going on. I've talked to her several times since the Citi thing came up. I have an open invitation from her to play on Bryce Field once the deal closes. Working for both you studs for the last however many years you've had this company has been a delight and a challenge. I remember when it was just the three of us. You've always paid me well, supported me in decisions I've made, but made me go home almost every night and masturbate just thinking about the two of you," she smiled and undid another button. "Grace, I apologize, I never knew." "I know you didn't, so don't apologize. You both did the right thing and kept focused on the business. If I had successfully seduced either one or both of you it wouldn't have been good for you, Emerson, or the three hundred or so employees who now work for you. I suffered in silence, enjoyed seeing you both every day and took my fantasies home with me. Your advice has helped me make some very good investments and accumulate substantial wealth. I won't work for anyone else, and the day the deal closes I'll announce my retirement. I've talked to Veronica about an alternative and here's what we've come up with. I want to be your part-time personal assistant with benefits. I want to be able to make love to any of the four of you whenever you want me. I want to help both of you maintain a semblance of order when you're received the vast sums of money you richly deserve. I'd like an office where I can see any of the four of you on a regular basis. I don't want to be paid in money, I can live comfortably on my investments. For decades I've desired to be someone's fuck toy and you and Emerson have often been in my fantasies. Learning about Bryce Field and Veronica willing to share has emboldened me to tell you this. By fringe benefits, say at least a fuck every week, or maybe more often if any of you desire. Now take your eyes off my pussy and look at me," she concluded. I did look up, but also ran my fingers up the inside of her thighs all the way to her wet pussy. "Careful, I promised Veronica that I wouldn't let you go beyond there without her. You can look, but not touch," she gasped. I pushed her thighs slightly further apart and moved my face closer to her steaming pussy and deeply inhaled her musk and perfume. "You expect me maybe to say no?" I was able to choke out. "Move back, let me stand," as she slid forward and put her feet on the floor. "Well," she asked with her lips about an inch from mine. "Yes, of course, Grace," said as our open mouths met and a very long and passionate kiss ensued. We finally broke the kiss, and she said, "I love you Scott, and I love Emerson. You've both spoiled me for any other men. I've told Veronica this and I know that you two don't have secrets from each other. I'll happily be your fuck toy who'll do whatever you desire. So be as upfront with your decision with Veronica as I hope Emerson will be with Hazel. Veronica says that it may be awhile before I can safely fuck Emerson, but Veronica has invited me over next week for dinner, hot tub, and a good fucking. Let me unbutton, go ahead caress them for a minute. Hmmm, that's so nice. They're as firm now as they were when I was thirty. Having no other men in my life in any significant way for over fifteen years has given me plenty of time to keep my body toned," she laughed. "And I've collected and used an obscene number of sex toys," she smiled. With her blouse open I grasped her firm breasts through her bra. Each breast was certainly a handful, and I enjoyed them for a few minutes. She then buttoned her blouse, handed me her jacket which as I helped her put on she again backed into my cock and I kissed the side of her neck right at the source of her fantastic perfume fragrance. As I moved the chairs back into their original position, Grace repaired her lipstick, and pushed the pager button. When the waiter came into the room, she brightly asked, "Have the other four gentlemen shown up?" Any Chance We Could Ch. 25 The waiter of course said "No." She asked if we could then go ahead and order in here or should we move to a table in the main part. He left and quickly returned, saying that here was fine. Grace sat next to me, we ordered and my hand pretty much stayed on top of her skirt right at the garter clasp. During lunch we discussed where we could 'office' her. I decided I needed to give Dave a call to discuss possibilities. One thought I had was to extend or widen the garage and have an office there including a bathroom. With large windows the scenery would be beautiful. We shared a light kiss, and walked back to the office. I left her at the elevator and walked down to the garage. Grace told Stan's secretary that since both Emerson and I were gone, she was leaving in the next hour. I called Dave and after a lengthy discussion we generated our first change order for the office attached to the garage. He suggested a separate building with three rooms that would start about twenty feet behind the garage, overlook the pool and be connected by a covered breezeway to the four-season pool and stairs leading to the studio above the garage. By the end of the day he emailed me with the construction costs for a paint ready interior of $45,000 and I agreed and returned it so he would have a copy of my approval for his records. When Veronica and Cindy stopped at her apartment Veronica got the eviction notice, called her office to get the contact number of the realtor instead of the lawyer on the notice. She called him and assured him that he could drop by her office on Monday and pick up a check for the past due amount and the next two months which would close out the current lease. She then called the office back and told Agnes the amount and payee for the check and that would be picked up Monday. "Have him sign the usual receipt," were her instructions. "Get some clothes to bring over for Saturday and Sunday. By the way, I think you left that sexy yellow bikini at my house. And tell your roommate that if she wants phone service she needs to pay the bill because I'm adding you to my cell contract. I hope that by the end of December we can find you another apartment. So you can tell her that the lease is paid through then, but you'll be leaving then," Veronica firmly said. As Cindy led her into her bedroom to get some clothes Veronica couldn't help but notice the paucity of items. Cindy threw her arms around Veronica and kissing her said, "I love you so much. I love you for caring about me. Thank you, thank you very much. I don't mean to be so much trouble, I really don't." "It's just money, sweetheart. Scott and I are both interested in your well being and want to do as much as we can to make your life a bit easier so you aren't looking over your shoulder for another bill collector. You may drive one of our cars until other arrangements have been made. Do you owe any repair money on your busted car?" Veronica asked. "Yes, about $400, and they'll need half of that next week. I don't know where I'll get it all and was hoping that they'd accept $140. I need to focus on a credit card bill," sadly replied Cindy. "Scott and I'll take care of it. Give the name of the shop," said Veronica. "What else are you on the hook for?" "My roommate, the one who moved out last month, 'borrowed' my credit card and maxed it out at $3,000. She promised to pay it last month but didn't do it. One more charge went through and now I'm paying an over limit charge as well late fees. Most of the next pay is going get that below the limit. It's overdue now and I don't know for sure what's happened to her," continued a doleful Cindy. "Give me the last bill and we'll take care of that as well. I'll talk to Scott about you taking her to small claims court. You can't allow her to get away with what she's done. What else?" firmly asked Veronica. "I borrowed some money from Mary Claire for the bikini. I still owe her that, plus about another three or four hundred. Shirley lent me two hundred for part of the repair bill, and Connie advanced me three hundred. I can't believe I got myself into this mess," continued Cindy close to tears. "Got in a real pickle didn't you sweetheart. Make a list of everyone, I mean everyone to whom you owe money and I'll pay them all," said Veronica. "Oh, thank you, thank you Veronica. I'll pay back everything even if it takes me ten years. Are you mad at me?" said Cindy with a tear running down her cheek. "Mad? Hardly. Disappointed, no. Just concerned about you. You've become a rather special friend to my family. I feel badly that these debts have been hanging around your neck, I know how debilitating that can become. Scott and I can fix it, so we will. Don't worry about paying us back. Focus on starting and building a savings account. Get together some work clothes for Sunday and let's go shopping," smiled Veronica tightly hugging and then deeply kissing Cindy. Before they left the apartment Veronica had Cindy call the credit card company. As she dialed Veronica dug out her checkbook from her purse. After Cindy gave the customer service person permission to speak to Veronica about her account. Veronica stated that she was willing to pay the outstanding amount in full right then via direct debit to her checking account if they'd waive the telephone payment fee and the latest penalty fee. She explained what the roommate had done and that she was working with Cindy on a small claims case. The bank agreed and Veronica gave them her routing and account numbers for the funds to be withdrawn from the joint account we'd opened earlier in the week. Before they ended the call our address was given as Cindy's new address. Veronica then called the garage and used our credit card to pay what Cindy owed. As they walked back to the car, Cindy said, "Thank you again, I don't know what else to say except that you're beginning to feel like the family I've never had." When they pulled up outside Macy's, Cindy said, "This is probably the first time I've ever shopped here, I'm usually at one of the discount stores. Are you sure about this?" Taking Cindy by the hand they began power shopping for basic everyday needs. Skirts, tops, shorts, shoes, socks, bras, panties, pantyhose, fall and winter weight outer wear, long pants, and anything else that struck Veronica's fancy. Cindy was easy to fit, with her slim figure she could wear standard sizes. As the pile of clothing grew on the check counter, the sales clerk's eyes kept getting wider and wider. At the final ring, Veronica had spent almost $6,000. Cindy's eyes were as wide as the sales clerk's at the final total and was speechless. Veronica said to the clerk, "I expect you and those two unoccupied clerks over there to help us carry this to my car." "You bet," said the clerk, "and thank you for shopping at Macy's." The three clerks, Cindy and Veronica got it all to the car with two trips by the clerks. Veronica thanked them and gave each a $20 bill. From Macy's they drove to Sak's, Cindy was stunned when they pulled into the garage and walked to the Sak's elevator. "You need a nice dress for tonight. My family always looks nice, even when naked, so let's look." Again leading Cindy by the hand they headed for the evening wear department and chose a silver knee length sheath dress, low neckline and deeply scooped back. Cindy tried it on, braless, and it fit her perfectly. With the gown bagged and over her arm they headed for the lingerie department and left there with two dozen pair of thong panties, two garter belts, two dozen pair of stockings and thigh highs, a dozen pair of pantyhose, two dozen lacy and sheer bras and a slip to wear under the dress. As those items were being handled at the register, Veronica added four negligees. While riding down the elevator to put the recent purchases in her trunk, Veronica remarked, "You need shoes too don't you." "Yes, I guess I do," sheepishly replied Cindy. "Get in the driver's side of car for a minute. I need to do something," said Veronica as she got in the passenger side. After closing the door, Veronica hiked her skirt up a bit and to Cindy's surprise pulled her panties down and off and put them in her purse. "Well, that's interesting," said Cindy. "Go into the trunk and find one of your new short skirts and tops, get back in this side, take off the scrub pants and your panties, and put on the skirt and a matching top. We're going shoe shopping," smiled Veronica. They rode the elevator back up to the main floor and Veronica led Cindy down to the shoe store where Sharon worked. As they approached the front door Veronica saw that Sharon was busy, looking down, and probably up her customer's skirt. They sat in a row facing the back of the store, with their legs crossed. Another clerk approached them, but Veronica said, "We'll wait for Sharon, she knows me from earlier in the week, thanks," smiled Veronica. Hearing Veronica's voice, Sharon looked up and a broad smile crossed her beautiful face. "I'll be a few minutes, if that's alright," she said. As they sat waiting and talking in low voices to each other, Veronica told Cindy with a wink to follow her lead when Sharon started to fit them. After about fifteen minutes, Sharon left the register counter and sat on a fitting stool in front of them. "Hi, Veronica, so nice to see you again. Who's this and how may I help you?" she asked with her brilliant smile. "This is Cindy, a special friend of ours. She's almost shoeless after a small fire at her apartment. She needs flats, slides of three or four heel heights, and some 3 ½ inch silver and 4 inch black patent pumps." As she was saying this, Veronica uncrossed her legs and slightly spread her knees, noticing this Sharon unconsciously licked her lips. "I can do that," Sharon replied, moving the fitting stool in front of Cindy. "Since these are European sizes, I need to measure your foot," she continued putting both hands around Cindy's ankle and lifting her foot to the measuring device. As she did so, Cindy taking the hint from Veronica, spread her knees and with her much shorter skirt, made a nice fuzzy picture for Sharon. Sharon was adjusting the width device on the measurer and started to say the size as she looked up, her eyes sweeping up Cindy's legs to her uncovered hairy pussy. "Oh, my," she gasped in a low voice. Recovering slightly, she asked, "Colors?" Before Cindy could reply, Veronica said in a very low voice, "Dark brown and natural blonde, do you need to measure my foot as well, I'd also like a pair of red flats." Sharon, with shaking hands and rapid breathing moved the stool over in front of Veronica and lifted her now bare foot to the device. Veronica spread her knees and lifted the front of her skirt, saying "Nice memories?" "Oh, my, God. I did die yesterday and this is what heaven looks like." "Cindy, do you have something in your purse for Sharon," innocently asked Veronica. Cindy looked quizzically at Veronica and then said, "Oh, yes, I think I do," Reaching into her purse she balled up her thong and with the back of her hand up handed them to Sharon who quickly took them and put them in her pocket. "Before you go back into the stockroom, let me ask you, would you like to meet my two daughters under friendly circumstances, like yesterday." "Oh my God, I really did die yesterday. I'm at your beck and call, Veronica, whenever you want, of course I would." As Sharon stood up and on unsteady legs walked into the stockroom, Cindy gave me another quizzical look. "Yesterday afternoon Sharon and I spent almost three hours in bed, two of them with Scott, need I explain anymore? I'll answer all your questions in the car on the way home, sweetheart. Flash the poor girl as much as you can, she'll reward you later," grinned Veronica. The shoe fitting and selection went at a slow pace, Veronica repeated her Monday performance with one foot on the chair and her legs well spread. Cindy emulated her for two pairs of flats and kept her legs apart for all the fittings. Sharon was a wreck when they finally settled on a dozen pair of shoes for Cindy and Veronica's flats. "You have a houseful of sex maniacs if your daughters are as sexually open as both of you," she said in a low voice with her eyes on Cindy's crotch. "Yes, isn't it grand that you've become the shoe purveyor to me and my women. Or is it shoe pervert?" asked Veronica. "It's both. I love my job," replied Sharon. After settling the $2,500 bill with the debit card Sharon offered to help carry the shoes to the car. After filling up most of the back seat, she embraced Veronica, lightly kissing her and said, "Thanks again for the pussy show and the business, you too Cindy. I hope to see all of you again soon, perhaps some evening so we can fuck to exhaustion and I'll spend the night?" she hopefully said. "A very real possibility, I'll be back next week with Katrina and Ashley, they're going to need some new shoes for the wedding, so I don't want to wait too long in case you have to order them in," smiled Veronica. "God, this really is heaven, thank you Veronica. Thank you Cindy," and she turned on her four inch heel and swung her magnificent ass as she walked back to the elevator. "How long have you known her?" asked Cindy as we departed the garage. "Since Monday, I noticed her trying to look up my skirt. So I decided to have some fun with her. After fifteen or twenty minutes of flashing her with my panties on, I went to the restroom and took them off and gave them to her as you did today. I kept showing her more and more as I tried on shoes. She's bi, not currently in a relationship, an incredibly talented lover to both male and female partners, and I'm sure you'd enjoy the experience with her." I told her. "As much as with you and Scott or the girls?" asked Cindy. "Yes," was Veronica's reply. After a pause she smiled, "She's already a great lover but I think the more we tease her and stir her desires the better and more eager she'll become. I think we're drawing out a great deal of unexplored sexual energy and desires. I never thought about it until now but in many ways she reminds me of another friend of mine who's just starting to discover her sexuality." "Do you realize that you spent almost $15,000 on me today?" asked an awed Cindy. "I wasn't counting. I don't put a price on happiness, neither does Scott." said Veronica. "I guess not, I'm indebted to you though," said Cindy. "Not in a money sense you aren't. Be happy, begin to live your life without worrying about those old debts." Scott was sitting in the den when they arrived home and after the first trip in with bags and boxes which they set on the dining room table they both sat down on either side of him. In light of their long talk in the car on the way home, Cindy put her arms around him and passionately kissed him saying, "Thank you, kind sir, thank you. I'll show what I got, er, what Veronica got me, after we get it all in here. Veronica where should I take it?" "For now the spare bedroom, we'll be up in a while for a fashion show," replied Veronica. "She's a happy camper," I remarked. "Now tell me about the Grace ambush." "What 'Grace ambush'?" she said with a wide-eyed look of innocence. "The one where forever she's the model of decorum and primness and the next day she's perched on the edge of my desk in a skirt. I've never seen her in a skirt, ever. Then we go to a private room at the restaurant and she sits on the table with her absolutely perfect legs on either side of me, showing me her hairy pussy and says touch my tits. She tells me she loves us both and wants to become our personal assistant, with benefits, for Christ's sake. That ambush?" "How did her tits feel, firm I imagine. Did you see her bare breasts? How did her pussy feel, did you touch it?" asked the still wide-eyed Veronica. "I touched them through her bra, I didn't see them bare, I didn't touch her pussy, just the inside of her thighs above the stocking tops. Garter stockings at that! And a V-string. Jesus, what an attractive woman," I exclaimed. "Would you like to fuck her? Perhaps on a regular basis? Would you like to continue to see her on a regular basis? Would Emerson? Would you like to take her with you on some of those trips that you'll have to make? I know I wouldn't mind spending time in bed with her," asked Veronica. "You know the answers. Of course. She said that everything she did today was with your knowledge. How'd you know I'd call her today? God, I love you, Veronica, so damned much." I said. "Good, we were right in how you'd you react. I didn't know you'd call her today, that's why she had to run home and change. The original idea, hers incidentally, was to catch you both at the same time, but Hazel got Emerson all fired up again this morning, so he left to get laid. She's coming to dinner and ... next Wednesday. So you did like what what she proposed?" she asked. "Of course I did. Especially since she said you knew about it. I've already called Dave and he's going to add an office behind the garage for her. It'll probably form part of the wall of the pool. It's our first change order. God what a day, let's make love." "Here, now?" I was unfastening my belt and pushing my pants and underwear down as she stood and then straddled me. "No panties, been to Sharon's store again, eh." She lowered her wet vagina on my hardened cock and quickly impaled herself. As she was slowly bouncing up and down, Katrina and Ashley came home and saw us. "The rabbits are at it again," said Ashley. "Hi Mom, Hi Dad," they both said as they came in and kissed each of us while Veronica held still. As they backed away Veronica resumed her slow bouncing. Ashley leaned around to the front of Veronica and unbuttoned her blouse, spread the front open and pushed her bra down to free her breasts. "A treat Dad," she said. I latched onto one of Veronica's nipples while caressing the other. The girls were quietly watching when Cindy came in, dropped her jaw, and watched as well. As Veronica neared an orgasm she began bouncing at a more rapid rate and I came just as she started to. I collapsed back against the couch and she leaned into me kissing me. As we cooled down she asked Katrina to hand her a few tissues from the box on the desk. She held them against her pussy after sliding off, me saying to the girls "Want a taste, it's fresh." She then stood, turned and sat on the front edge of the cushion with her legs spread. Katrina was the first to react and knelt in front of her and began sucking her dripping vagina, then licked her clit. Cindy surprised me by immediately kneeling in front of me and began sucking and licking my still erect cock. She was looking at me and as she took her mouth off me said, "Practice makes perfect." Ashley, not to be left in the cold sat next to her Mom and began sucking and licking Veronica's still hard nipples. As the noise of slurping, sucking, and licking abated somewhat I suggested showering and to begin getting ready for tonight. Katrina said, "I'll go with Mom." "Oh, darn," I said with a laugh, "that means I get Ashley and Cindy." I gathered my pants, shoes and underwear and we all walked upstairs. As I walked into my bathroom and turned on the shower, I happened to see Cindy undressing and she only had on a skirt and one of her new tops that I assumed she put on earlier. Ashley of course had the usual complement of underwear. We all got in the shower. I was glad that the renovation was going to include a much larger walk in shower with a variety of spray heads. Cindy was just kind of standing there until Ashley handed her a soapy wash cloth and said, "Get going, clean up Dad." As Cindy was soaping me and spending a lot of time in the genital area, Ashley handed me the shampoo and bending over said "Finger fuck my ass again, will you Dad." Any Chance We Could Ch. 25 I thoroughly laved her ass cleft with shampoo and put a large dollop on my finger. I began to work my finger into her asshole and was quickly all the way in. Ashley was moaning the whole time exclaiming, "Mmmm, I feel so full. That's nice. Move your finger in and out. Mmm. Now wiggle it inside me. Oh, oh, oh, God I'm cumming. Mmmm that was nice, don't leave yet," as she continued to push back against me. Sighing, "Okay, pull it out now, slowly, mmmm, that feels nice." After I was all the way out she turned and embraced me, passionately kissing me and after breaking the kiss she turned and asked, "Cindy, have you ever done that." "No," she replied. "Have Dad do it to you sometime, it's awesome." "Will you, sometime, Scott? I need to think about it." "Sure, just say when," I smiled. Cindy's slim toned body was an interesting and erotic contrast to Ashley's full ass and tits. I enjoyed both as I became the official body washer. As we were toweling off, Cindy said "I want to sleep with you and Veronica tonight. Will you have me?" "You don't need to ask. Do what Katrina and Ashley do, simply show up." "I'll remember that," she said as we walked into the bedroom. She then giggled, "You may want to be careful with an open invitation like that. I may end up staying here every night." Veronica came into the bedroom and asked, "Staying where every night?" "Scott said I had an open invitation to sleep with you two anytime I want. I was saying he needed to be careful with such an open invitation because I'd be here every night," Cindy smiled. Veronica laughed, "What'd you think you're doing, moving in on my man?" I knew my love was kidding but I didn't think Cindy did as she turned red and stammered, "I...I...it's not..." Veronica hugged her to assure her all's well. "I wouldn't complain if you joined us wherever you wanted." Then she said to get the focus back to the evening, "Cindy, get your dress and get dressed in the girls room. They'll help you with the stockings." Cindy quickly exited with Ashley behind her. "Now lover, we don't have time to make love, but give me one of your world-class kisses and grope my cute naked butt." She melted into me and we must have kissed and groped for five or ten minutes. As we broke the kiss and I began to dress, I began chiding Veronica about her less than subtle infatuation with Dave. "Are you interested in him sexually?" I asked. "No, because I can't be. He's married. I'm merely enjoying the view," she answered rather defensively. "Now be honest, hypothetically what would you do if his wife had the same attitude as you do about sharing?" "I'd fuck him while she fucks you, and Ashley and Katrina'd be right behind me. Oops, I guess I said that out loud," she sheepishly said. "Yes, you did. I hope his wife is as alluring to me as he is to you. If the opportunity presents itself I have no objection to indulging in a fuck with Dave and his wife. Or for that matter with Emerson and Hazel, although the likelihood of that is so remote that it isn't worth thinking about." At that moment Cindy came in wearing silver heels, a thong, garter belt and light tan stockings. My breath caught and so did Veronica's at the sight. "Quite sexy, Cindy, come here," said Veronica. Veronica tightly embraced her and caressed her ass while passionately kissing her. "Wow, you clean up well," I laughed as I also kissed her. "Thanks, I feel as desirable as you say I look. I haven't felt that way since Sunday when I slept with you. Thanks again for all the clothes, both of you," she smiled. Ashley came into the room behind her in a red half-bra, red V-string, red garter belt, red stockings and four inch back patent pumps carrying a hairbrush. She began brushing Cindy's incredible waist length mane. After about five minutes Katrina appeared, her evening make-up fresh, her lips subtly colored, wearing a beige half-bra, beige V-string, beige garter belt, dark taupe seamed stockings with a Cuban heel, beige 3 ½ inch pumps, and a very wide smile. My cock was immediately hard again and escaped the fly of my boxers. Katrina said, "I know we all look sexy to Mom, but I don't know about Dad. Can you tell, Ashley, Cindy?" At that comment Katrina stepped to me and grabbed my exposed cock. "Hmm, I suppose we do, it's like a piece of steel. Not very subtle, Dad," grinned Katrina as she let go and backed away. Veronica had gotten as far as a black garter belt and a black V-string and was finishing her evening make up. She began brushing her hair and as she walked by me, I grabbed her and pulled her to me, embracing her saying, "Hey, almost naked lady, want to spend the night with me, you know fucking and stuff." "Ohh, you smooth talker, yes. Even though I'm not that kind of girl, you sweet-talked me into it." The interchange broke all three girls up. Ashley quickly added with a laugh, "Scott, Mom wasn't that kind of girl until she met you. Now she's really that type of girl and then some." The other two nodded their agreement as Veronica now turned a little red. She turned out of my embrace, got a black half bra from her lingerie chest and a pair of barely black stockings. She sat on the edge of the bed, pulled the stockings on, fastened them then stood and put on her bra. She walked into the closet and reappeared in four inch black patent pumps and a black halter top dress. She took off the bra and stepped into the dress, zipping it up. Smoothing the skirt which stopped six inches above her knees, said, "Like what you see smooth talker?" "Absolutely, I guess I'm going to get to see some stocking tops at the table tonight. You know what that means." I said. "All night hard-on, yeaa," grinned Ashley. The three young ladies adjourned to put on their dresses as I finished putting on my tux with Veronica helping me with my tie. Cindy was the first to reappear in the silver sheath, which if she leaned forward or twisted the right way was going to reveal a lot of her small breasts and maybe even a nipple. The open back, mostly concealed under her long dark hair, was very erotic. She bent over, turned her head, and her mane fell down over the front of the dress. "Either way, you're very classy looking, very sexy looking tonight. Your eyes are enchanting the way you've made them up," I sincerely said. Katrina came in a green dress with a straight skirt, and a deep scooped neckline showing the tops of her breasts. Her hemline was about the same length as Veronica's. Ashley was in a red knit top dress with a satin skirt. The top hugged her body and made the nipples resting above the shelf bra obvious. She was carrying a bolero top which when she put it on softened the nipple show. I couldn't imagine anyone more fortunate than me at that moment. Not only was I going out with these beautiful, sensuous women, I was coming home with them too. Life just couldn't get better, I thought. We arrived at the club with me in my usual hard state. Ashley and Katrina had given Cindy explicit instructions in how to get in and out of a car. On top of that they had coached her in body moves that bared her breasts. Such is life. A few minutes after we entered the lobby, Emerson and Hazel arrived. Emerson looked dapper as only Emerson can in a tux. Hazel, ah, Hazel. My eyes enlarged as I looked at her dressed in four inch red peep toe heels, black stockings, a skirt that ended well above her knees, it was almost as short as Veronica's. I also couldn't miss her fitted top with wide set narrow straps hugging her tightly and pushing up a generous amount of her breasts. Her hair, which was getting longer, was nicely styled and complimented her tasteful, yet subtle evening make up. With a broad smile she just glowed while Emerson had a Cheshire cat grin. As I shook his hand, I said to his ear, "Got laid this afternoon, didn't you." "More than once, thanks." he replied. Just as dining room manager was walking up to us, I heard Katrina say 'Hi, Kim." I turned to look and they were embracing and lightly kissing. Ashley did the same and introduced Cindy whom Kim also hugged. I turned back to see that Hazel had stepped in front of us and noticed she was wearing seamed stockings. Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Jacobsen, Ms Bryce, Mr Appleton, Kim, Ashley, Katrina and who is the lovely addition. "This is Cindy," said Veronica with her arm around her waist, "she's an addition to our household." That comment turned the heads of everyone and there were broad smiles all around. The four ladies kind of congealed into a group and trailed the four of us to the usual corner banquette table. I got in first then Veronica and Hazel slid in from my right so that Emerson and I flanked them. Then Ashley, Cindy, Katrina and Kim entered from the other end of the banquette to my left. Kim was in a halter top creation, red satin, generous cleavage showing, short skirt, eight inches at least above her knees, four inch red pumps and black fishnet stockings. We looked each other in the eye, but I couldn't detect any information. I noticed that all the girls were drinking wine, showing ample cleavage again. I hoped there weren't any cops in the room. There probably weren't, this was members only club with high annual fees. Hazel and Veronica were enjoying Veronica's favorite chardonnay and Emerson and I were quaffing one of Mr. Busch's local brews. Emerson was the most animated that I've ever seen him in the last fifteen or so years. He couldn't keep his hands off Hazel and made no effort to be subtle. Veronica caught my eye several times and winked at me when he seemed to have his hand under Hazel's skirt. I leaned over to Veronica's ear and said, "Job well done you sexy woman." I kissed her ear and ran my hand up her leg to her bare thigh, pushing the hem up. After sharing anecdotes for awhile the waiters came and took our orders. After another half hour or so they served us our meals. The food as usual was excellent and Emerson asked to see the chef. She came out with a worried look on her face. As she approached the table, Emerson slid out and stood, extended his hand to hers, shook it and thanked her for the excellent meal. Her face brightened considerably and she thanked him for the praise and said she would convey it to the kitchen staff. As the plates were removed, a coffee and cordial trolley appeared. The band began setting up and before we'd finished our first cup began playing a spirited piece. Emerson again slid out and walked over to the band leader, taking something out of his pocket and handing it to her and began speaking softly to her. She looked in her hand, nodded her head and said something back to him. She signaled the band to stop. She picked up the microphone, turned it on and announced to the dining room that tonight's selection, by special request was going to be all waltzes and 40's and 50's big band sounds. She had a few words with the musicians who all began shuffling through their folios at their feet and began putting selections on their music stands. After returning to his seat, he leaned across Hazel and said, "I hope you like tonight's selections, I told you I was going to dance with my bride." He then stood extended his hand to Hazel saying, "Come, Precious, shall we." I noticed tears of joy were welling up in her eyes. That invitation caused Veronica to turn her face to me, smile broadly and whisper, "I think they're getting it back together." "It's your coaching, my love. You've done well. You're a romantic at heart. That's another reason I love you so much," saying that I moved my hand to her bare thigh and gently squeezed. Being the voyeur that I am I couldn't help but notice a stocking top and garter clasp as Hazel began moving sideways to slide out. Veronica slid right after Hazel and extended her hand to me while leaving her skirt up. I noticed Emerson looking at her bare thigh as I had looked at Hazel's before they had both smoothed their skirts down. The four of us were the first on the floor and were shortly joined by six or eight other couples. I felt good that one of the couples dancing was Ashley and Katrina. I held Veronica close and she rubbed her pussy against my erection as we slowly moved around the floor. She whispered in my ear, "Watch Hazel, she's against Emerson like I'm against you." After two numbers Emerson and I traded partners and Hazel was right against me, saying "Goddam you feel as good as my husband. I wonder if I could tell you apart in the dark." We both laughed at that but didn't separate. I noticed that Veronica wasn't shy with Emerson either and had her head near his shoulder whispering something in her ear. Maybe swapping with Emerson and Hazel wasn't too farfetched after all, I thought. Ashley and Katrina had moved back to the table and were talking to Cindy and telling her what was one of the highlights of the evening. Dancing with me and my hard-on. Cindy smiled and said "Ooo, I can't wait. Will he ask me or do I ask him." Ashley replied, "Either way, you'll get to dance with him, and from the look on Mom's face Emerson's got a woody as well. Look how her hips're against him. I'm going to try him out!" As the second of our two dances ended, "Kim said to the threesome, "Dibs" and slid out. I watched her cross the floor towards us and as Hazel stepped back she extended her arms to me. Ashley was right behind her going to dance with Emerson. As the next piece started, she moved against me, her mouth no more than two inches from mine and asked, "Screw your daughter yet? Or Ashley. Or maybe even Cindy? No? Would you and Veronica like to fuck your best friend's daughter tonight? I'm wearing all black under this dress. Thigh highs, Katrina said you liked them. A very, very tiny V-string which is already soaked, and a sheer half cup bra. My nipples have been hard since I put on the dress just from rubbing against the satin. In fact I bought the bra, stockings and V-string this morning in hopes that you'd want me." I opened my mouth to reply, but she put her finger against my lips and continued. "You're getting harder, if that's possible, I guess that's a yes. Shall I meet you at Veronica's? I drove myself. After all I couldn't very well ask my parents to drop me off, could I? Would that be alright with your girls? Veronica and I talked about it on Tuesday when we were both topless. Ooo, I felt a twitch. She's okay with it, although tonight may be a surprise. It's time to feel a cock, your cock in me and you were the first to ask. I'm on the pill. I really don't know why. I live with a woman and don't think I could get pregnant from a strap-on or a vibrator, but it does keep my periods regular." The music stopped and she leaned back a bit but didn't make any effort to let go. The next piece started, and I said, "My turn. What about Gwen?" Kim replied, "We talked about it and she encouraged me. And if you're as good as both you and Veronica say you are, expect her to want a turn. I know she'd like to spend a night or two with your daughters and Veronica." "I do want you ... tonight. I'll explain to the girls, and I know Veronica will love having you. Are you planning on staying all night? I'd love for you to. Do you think you'd be up for that?" I asked with broad smile. "Will you be? You're twenty some years older than me, I hope you can keep up," she returned my smile. The music ended and I walked her back to the table. Ashley was standing there and she said, "Me next." "As soon as I get back from the bathroom," I replied. I met Veronica returning from the ladies room. She looked at me, lightly kissed me, and said "She's coming tonight, isn't she." "Yes, it'll be fun." "Oh, don't I know. Good luck pissing with that woody lover. I'll see you in a few minutes. Who's got you next?" "Ashley." As Ashley and I embraced on the dance floor and began dancing with her pussy pressed against me, she said, "Emerson's got a nice dick, I'll bet. It felt good, not as good as yours of course, but good. Kim's coming to your bed tonight isn't she?" "Yes, was it that obvious?" "No, not if you hadn't heard the conversation you had with her on Monday, or watched her and Mom Tuesday. She's a wonderful lover. I imagine that with a super stud like you she'll be dynamite. Can we watch from our room? Will you turn the cameras on?" "Of course, and maybe even later you can join. If you're watching, look for a sign. She's spending the night, so they'll be plenty of time. You know I love you, don't you?" I said. "Of course, it's not about whether you love me, Cindy, Katrina or your future wife. It's sex and pleasure, we're all good with that," said Ashley When we finished Cindy was rather hesitantly headed toward me as Katrina walked toward Emerson. I moved toward Cindy and put my arms out to her. She smiled and stepped into them and moved close. As we began to dance, I put my hand under her mane against her bare back and moved my finger tips against her skin. She made a few cooing sounds, and rested her head on my shoulder. "I feel soo good with you, Scott, so alive, so wanted, so sexy. Things I've never felt before. You and Veronica are a wonderful couple. I'm falling in love with both of you. Thank you again for taking me in, treating me as one of yours, just ... thanks," she sighed into my neck. "We care a lot for you too Cindy, I'm glad that you feel that. What Veronica did for you today is not to be repaid. We want you to be unburdened from past mistakes and misfortunes. We want to open you up to a more carefree life, a life that Veronica, me, and our daughters enjoy. Confidentially, Kim is coming to spend the night in our bed, you can watch with Katrina and Ashley in their bedroom and maybe join us later," I explained. "What do you mean watch from their bedroom?" she asked with a quizzical look. "There are three cameras trained on Bryce Field and the images are recorded on a server in our closet. You can watch them on a PC in most every room in the house thanks to wireless. Ashley and Katrina's plasma television can be hooked into their computers." "Cool, that'll be exciting, and arousing. When we next 'play' will you record it. I'd like to see it. I'm a bit disappointed that we aren't joining you as soon as we get home, but there's all weekend isn't there?" "Yes, my sweet Cindy, there is. Look next to the light switch next to our door, if you see a small green light it's on. Later on, we'll all watch the recordings and rate them," I laughed. "Really," she asked wide eyed. "No, no ratings but we sure can watch them," I laughed. The music ended and I suggested that she trade with Katrina and dance with Emerson. As they walked to new partners, I watched Cindy start a little stand-offish with Emerson as Katrina, the gorgeous Katrina moved directly against me and kissed me lightly. "Emerson's got quite a boner. It felt good. He has a nice way about him. I wouldn't mind dancing with him again. I wonder if he 'messes' around. Ashley wonders the same thing." As I was about to reply to Katrina I noticed that Cindy had moved against Emerson and was smiling as she talked to him. "I don't think he does, Hazel is very conservative. Why? Do you think he's a 'hunk' like Dave Hawks?" "No just sexy in a different way. Maybe some time in the future. I'm very satisfied with what I have now. You know that Cindy's falling in love with you and Mom. I expect to see a lot more of her. Won't I?" she asked leaning back a bit. "Probably more of friends, maybe, I hope that's all it is. Cindy has some very captivating charms, I don't know except she did tell me while we were dancing that she was falling in love with Veronica and I so I don't really know where that goes. I don't think she's falling love as you're using it. It's more like a good friend's type of love. I hope that's all it is. She's a charming girl though." Any Chance We Could Ch. 25 "You're babbling, Dad. Admit it you feel it too. Know it's not a problem with either Ashley or me. Cindy's a wonderful person who's developed a solid character despite her shitty life. If you take her into our family, she'll bloom. I know it." She kissed me with a bit more passion, saying, "You're both very special people, I'm so happy to be part of you, happier than you know." Veronica let me finish the next number with Katrina then joined me. "I love you handsome. I love you more than anything in the world. You are the kindest, most generous person I've ever met or could ever hope to find. And you're incredibly sexy to boot," she said and after kissing me lightly then put her head on my shoulder and hugged me even tighter. As we continued to dance with her head on my shoulder she quietly said, "Hazel looks and acts quite sexy tonight, I've been watching her and talking to her. Their sex life has improved more than she ever expected. She still hasn't had a deep conversation with Emerson to learn about his fantasies has but she thinks she has unconsciously tapped into a few of them. I've not known him long but I think he's so much more 'chipper'." "He is. He hasn't been like this since college when he first met Hazel and the night he first got into her pants. I'm happy for both of them. I think they owe a lot to you. Emerson asked if he could send Hazel over to live with us for a week of intense training, but it doesn't seem necessary after watching them tonight. His interaction with our girls is something I might've expected, but not holding them so close," I replied. We looked over at Emerson and he was dancing with his daughter. Their lips were about four inches apart and their eyes were fixed on each other. "Now that's healthy, how long do you think it'll be before he sleeps with her?" Veronica wondered. "Veronica. Just because I want to make love to my daughters, doesn't mean everyone does." I said. "Don't be too sure," she replied, "Erin fucks her father and brother as well as her mother. And her sister. I make love to Ashley, Katrina and Cindy and so do you. Karen, the electrician, fucks her father, Carol fucks her brother. Dave has four daughters, I wonder how many he's bedded, more than one I'll bet," she replied. "Yes, we know some women who do, but I think you're really speculating too much on Dave," I said, and simply kissed her and held her a bit tighter. Clearly our contractor was dominating her imagination. As we continued to dance my already firm cock became harder when I thought of watching him fucking her hard and then her riding him with unabashed eagerness. She quietly cooed into my ear as she felt my hardness twitch but neither of us said anything further. The evening was drawing to a close as the bandleader announced her last number. Veronica left me as Kim approached and Hazel melted into Emerson. Katrina and Ashley were dancing together for the fourth time tonight. "My God," Kim said, "Dad's got a stiff dick tonight. Maybe I should go home and take care of that cock along with Mom. Just kidding, are we still on ... and I hope we'll do it often ... for tonight?" "Both," I replied, "and don't forget I've got plenty of backup." Over her shoulder I noticed that Veronica was dancing with Cindy and that her hand seemed to moving under the girl's long hair. "Given how wet I am from you and Dad as well as the girls, I'm willing to take you all on," she whispered in my ear. After a few more seconds she breathed lustfully, "Come on, the music's stopped, let's go fuck!" As I walked back over to the table. Kim moved swiftly for her purse, then kissed her Mother and Father goodbye and left. "Sorry about Kim's quick departure," Hazel said apologetically. "I think she had to meet Gwen somewhere and lost track of the time," speculated Emerson. As we walked out of the lobby and stood waiting for the valets to deliver our cars, Veronica kissed Emerson, rather fervently, I thought. I was stunned when Hazel gave me a long open- mouth-tongue-in-my-face kiss. Maybe there is a sharing opportunity with the two of them, I thought again. The cars arrived and Hazel slid to the middle of the front seat against Emerson, who waved in the mirror as we were getting in our car. As soon as Veronica was against me, she asked, "Did you enjoy that kiss I encouraged Hazel to give you." After she saw my nod and the puzzled look face she added, "Before the last dance I encouraged her to do it because I was going to kiss Emerson. I told her to imagine that it was you fucking her when Emerson drives his hard cock into her tonight." "Y..Y..You what?" I stammered. She merely smiled and nodded. As we pulled onto the highway my love said, "You don't need to hurry. I gave Kim my key so she can go in as soon as she gets there. Savor the ride and my very wet pussy. You'll have plenty of time with her. Kim said she's probably not leaving until tomorrow afternoon, if then, if your performance is as good as your reputation," she said laughing. "Hmm, I can hope the same for her," I replied smirking and pressing the edge of my hand against her pussy. Veronica sighed and there were considerable moans from the three in the back seat as well. "I finally asked, "Everyone all right back there?" "We'd be better if we had your cock in our pussies rather than each others' fingers," replied Ashley, as expected. "We gotta have a goal that's hard," Cindy quipped. Both Veronica and I laughed. The leg, stocking top and pussy show occurred as my four sex goddesses got out of the car. Their show almost made be call for a second take with the handheld video camera from our bedroom. When we entered our home Kim was sitting sideways on the couch in the den leaning against the arm, her legs pulled up and her stocking tops and a trimmed pussy clearly visible. They were even more visible when the gorgeous brunette spread her legs as she moved off the couch to walk over to us. "Awesome," Ashley said with a whistle, "Just awesome." "I'm really tired. Think I could spend the night?" asked a wide-eyed innocent looking Kim. "Let me check, I may have a vacancy ... why yes, yes we do, let me show you to your bed, er, room," I replied as I cocked my arm and she put hers though it. We walked up the stairs arm in arm with Ashley rolling her eyes and following us. "Have a seat in the special VIP section," I laughed as I motioned to the bed. Veronica was right behind me and turned on the camera system. I walked into the girls' bedroom, kissed each one, but not without a fondling of ass. I noticed that as I turned to leave that Ashley already had the laptop open and was hooking it up to their television. "If you see me beckoning you with my hand, or you hear me say, 'join us', please do. If I don't, we'll have tomorrow, this isn't the last night of the world. Keep the sound turned down or close your door." "Don't just have sex with her. Love her well, Dad, love her well. She's a wonderful lady and your best friend's daughter. She deserves the best, and 'super stud' that's you. Although, Emerson's dick felt rather interesting tonight. Do you think she's slept with him?" asked Katrina. "I'll do my best, and no I don't think so. You think maybe both you and Ashley could consider filling that void, eh?" I smiled. "Sure, why not?" replied Katrina, "He's almost like family. I've known him all my life like you've known Kim. Get back in there and make love to her. We love you." Kim was leaning against the footboard with her arms crossed as I walked in I drew her to me and passionately, with an open mouth, began kissing her. As she began to melt into me I dropped my hand to her full ass then began working her skirt up. When I had it up to her waist in the back I dropped my hands to her ass cheeks and began squeezing and caressing them. She pushed more strongly against me and wrapped her arms tightly around my neck. She broke the kiss and leaned her head back with her lips about an inch away from mine while saying, "Incredible hands." Veronica moved behind her and kissed her along her neck. As she kissed Kim she began to unzip the back of her dress and unfasten the halter around her neck. As she was doing that Kim began kissing me and moaning a bit. She unwrapped her arms from my neck and dropped them to her side so the halter would fall down. I played with one of her firm breasts. Kim then moved her torso back a little further to allow Veronica pull her dress down to puddle around her feet. Having never broken the kiss she put her arms back around my neck and continued to kiss me. Veronica worked her hands between us and Kim moved back enough for her to unfasten my belt, pull my cumberbund off and let my pants puddle at my feet. While my fiancée was working on my pants Kim pulled my tie loose and began unbuttoning my shirt, still never breaking the heated kiss. As she got it open she pulled it aside. Veronica helped her to finish by pulling it off my arms. Kim's half covered breasts felt good against my bare chest. I broke the kiss, stepped out of my pants puddle and help Kim out of her's. I stepped away from her still holding onto her shoulders and said "Let me look you, you gorgeous woman." She smiled at my wandering eyes as she unfastened her front closure bra and shrugged it off behind her. Her breasts were about a B cup, probably the same size as Veronica's and her dark pink nipples were like hard pencil erasers. "Like it so far?" she asked with a glow. As we began kissing again Veronica quietly slipped out of her dress and panties, and then came behind me and pulled my underwear down and off. As I lifted each foot she took off my shoes and socks. She then said, "Get on the bed." As we turned to go around the headboard Kim reached down to take off her shoes, I shook my head, "Leave them on." Her ass was full, fuller than Ashley's, nicely rounded, and with the string going up her ass cleft, delightful. Veronica moved to the other side. As they crawled toward the middle, I followed. When they stopped, I quietly said, "Put your arms down Kim." She did and when her ass was in the air I pulled her string aside and began to lick her wet, sweet musky pussy and asshole. "Oh, God, that's nice. Pull them down." she gasped. I worked them down to her knees, and she picked up one knee then the other to let me pull them off past her shoes. As she dropped back to her arms, Veronica moved closer, spread her legs and leaned against the headboard. Kim moved to face her pussy, put her hands under Veronica's butt and began to lick her. I began sliding my cock up and down her soaked pussy as she began to groan and push back. I had entered her not even to the base of my head, when she said, "Now, fuck me now." I pushed into her with a series of small strokes. Her groaning increased with each stroke. When I was fully in her, I leaned forward and began to kiss Veronica who was caressing Kim's breasts and pinching her nipples. Kim pushed back against me, broke contact with Veronica's pussy and groaned. Between pants and moans she cried, "Why did I wait so fucking long. Unnnn, God, you fill me up, oh shit that feels so good. Move in and out, fuck me gently, ohhh, like that, just like that. Ohh, I'm going to cum, oh yes that's it. I'm going to cum. Put a finger in my ass." I wet my finger in my mouth and rubbed it around her asshole then wet it again and pushed in up to the first knuckle. "Ohh yes, ohh yes, ohh yeees," she chanted as she pushed back against both my finger and my cock. "Fuck me, fuck me, finger, deeper!!" I pulled it out to a "noo' and wet it with her very copious pussy juices then put it back in to the second knuckle and turned it a bit. "Yess, yess, oh fuck, that's it, that's it, fuck me hard and fast, hard and fast." I began to rapidly stroke in and out and pushed my index finger all the way in. "Ahhh, fuck, that's it, that's it," she groaned between deep breaths that were becoming more rapid. Her body began to shudder and her legs twitched. She stopped breathing for at least twenty or thirty seconds. As her breathing resumed, I began to pull out and she said, "Noo, fuck me more." I began stroking again and again she shuddered and stopped breathing, she resumed breathing and groaning, "Oh,my God, Oh my God, not again." I began stroking a bit faster and as deep as I could go, Veronica began rolling her nipples between her thumb and forefinger, and Kim let out a big "Ahhhhh." and shuddered again. As her breath rate slowed she pleaded, "No more, not now, please let me rest." I slowly pulled out my finger with a pop, and then slowly began to back my hard dick out of her. "Did you cum," she groaned as she rolled onto her back. "No," I replied. "Fuck me again until you do, I want you to fucking fill me up with your seed." I moved between her widely spread thighs and began deeply stroking her as I gazed into her gorgeous face. I could feel her pussy walls trying to milk me as her eyes locked upon mine. It was not long before my balls drew up and I started to cum inside her. "Ohh, so good, good, that feels so good. God you feel so good, so fucking good." After six or seven shots I knew I was temporarily empty so I started to pull back. When she put an arm back to grab my ass, and said "not yet, not yet, please not yet." I leaned to the side so that Veronica and I could share an incredibly hot kiss. As we broke the kiss, Veronica smiled and whispered loudly, "Super fucking stud, you." Kim's hand moved behind my head and drew me to her for a long tender and loving kiss. When the kiss ended she moved her legs signaling I could move off her. I finally fell to the side towards Veronica pulling out my still erect but not as hard cock. She rolled slightly towards me with her legs slightly drawn up at the knee and spread apart. She turned her head to Veronica and said "You're going to marry this guy and take him out of circulation?" Veronica laughed, "Yes I am and no, not likely. I'm going to use him for bait to catch more pussy. I'm very much bi. Whoever he fucks, I get to fuck, so don't worry you can have repeat visits." "Scott, where have you been? Why weren't you there when I realized the difference between boys and girls. Why weren't you my first? Well, you're my second and the first guy didn't do much, so I guess this really counts for first. How do you keep up with this wonderful cock Veronica? Do you take vitamins?" "Something like that. When you make love three or four times a day every day you tend to be in shape," grinned Veronica. "Can I watch you and rest," asked Kim. "Roll over and lie down, handsome." She ordered. "Let me wash my hand first," I replied. Veronica reached into the nightstand drawer and handed me a pump bottle of sanitizer. As I was laving my hands, I glanced in the drawer and saw several boxes of condoms and three or four tubes of K-Y. She saw me looking and grinned, "The other drawer has the same, party preparations. We never know when we'll need them." "Good to know," I said. "Hate to turn down a fuck on Bryce Field because I couldn't find a rubber." As I was moving back onto my back Veronica said to Kim, "I'd like to eat Scott's creampie out of you, but it might be too much right now. I'll just suck on him to taste you." She dropped her head to my stiffening cock and began moving her mouth over it. She then climbed on top and impaled herself saying, "Ooh that's nice." Kim moved back to beside me sitting up and began to kiss Veronica and caress her breasts. "These are just lovely," she said, "Just lovely." "Kim, get on my face. I'll be gentle, promise." "Yeah, I hope not," as she turned and straddled my mouth. I began to slurp her dripping juices and soon had my tongue buried in her slit. She and Veronica must have been kissing because I heard muted moaning. Veronica sped up her pace on my cock and began moving from side to side as well. I tongue fucked Kim's vagina and fingered her clit. At that point she sat up, saying, "Oh no, not again, oh God yess, yess." I continued my ministrations to her pussy and clit and felt her begin to shudder as Veronica also began to moan. Veronica exclaimed, "God yes," and became still on my cock. I felt my two lovers lean toward each other, kissing I assumed. Kim swung her leg over me and collapsed on the bed next to me. Veronica leaned forward and pushed her breasts against my chest and began seriously kissing me. As we broke the kiss I was still hard inside of her, and as she collapsed on the other side of me. I looked at Kim, and asked "Want company?" "Sure, why not." I motioned with my hand and there magically appeared three topless young ladies wearing garter belts, stockings, heels, uncovered pussies, and big smiles at the edge of the bed. As they began climbing on Kim said, "How did they know?" "They were watching," Veronica replied. "At the door? I didn't see them," Kim said. "On the video feed," Veronica said. "What video feed," Kim exclaimed. "The three cameras, there, there and there," Veronica pointed. "Did you record us?" Kim's voice rising. "Yep," I said. "Don't worry we wouldn't show it to anybody without your explicit permission. We'll burn a disc for you tomorrow to take home to Gwen. Then maybe she'll really want to join us." "Okay, I trust you," Kim replied in a normal tone of voice. Ashley lay down next to Kim, pulling her towards her. Kim shook her head, "No more tonight, can we just snuggle?" "Mom, move over a bit, I want to blow Dad and sleep next to him," Kitten moaned. As Veronica moved over she gathered Cindy into her arms, telling her, "I love you sweet thing. Did you enjoy your day with us?" Cindy didn't reply with words. Instead, she smothered Veronica's mouth with deep kisses. Katrina reached to either side turning out the nightstand lights before putting her wonderful warm mouth on my cock. I tapped her on the hips. She shifted her hips over my head. And I licked her sweet pussy. We both came with me giving her a small mouthful. Before she turned, she reached for the sheet and blanket and pulled it over all of us. As she snuggled those incredible breasts against me she whispered in my ear, "I love you, super stud. I love you very, very much. You complete us all." Any Chance We Could Ch. 26 This is a work in progress and chapters will be submitted at regular intervals. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. Enjoy, your positive comments are welcome. Saturday, October 20 After pretty well exhausting ourselves and getting to sleep late, I was the first to stir at 7:30. I went to the bathroom, performed the necessary functions and when stepping into the shower felt a kiss on the back of my neck and a cool hand going around my waist. Glancing in the mirror I saw dark hair and thought maybe it was Cindy. I knew I was mistaken the moment Kim's contralto voice asked, "Can I join you?" We had a delightful shower before Veronica and Cindy showered together. I got out, and as I went to the kitchen I heard my daughters teasing one another in their shower. I smiled because everyone in our home that morning was having a refreshing shower that included a special element. By 8:30 we were all in the kitchen waiting for the coffee maker to announce with spurts and gurgles that the morning ambrosia was ready. I was wearing shorts, all the women were in some sort of pants, short and long, but without exception no tops. Just as Veronica began filling up the cups and reloading the coffee maker for another round, the doorbell rang. I walked over, opened the door and a woman with the name 'Karen' over the pocket of the shirt stood there. "Hi, you must be Scott. I'm Karen Goodwin," and she stuck out her hand. "I installed your video system and was supposed to pick up the final payment Thursday, but got busy, so I came just now. Does Veronica have a check ready for me?" "I honestly don't know, come in and we'll get one," I said. Karen looked at the topless group in the kitchen, then focused on Veronica, and said, cheerily, "Hi Veronica, it's so nice to see so much of all of you this morning. What an absolutely mouthwatering view you provide." "Good morning Karen. We just got up, let me get the check for you it's in the den," said Veronica. As she walked toward us in the hallway Karen couldn't or didn't take her eyes off her swaying, bouncing tits. Not for a moment. I couldn't help but be amused by the number of women I had noticed lately who showed indications of being interested sexually in another woman. I must have been blinded to it all these years and but now with Veronica's conduct my blinders had fallen away. Less than a minute later Veronica walked back out with the check and extended in her hand to give it to Karen. "We've used the system three times but we haven't had a chance to play with the recordings. Katrina was watching the feed last night and didn't say it wasn't working. Thanks again for your prompt installation." Veronica smiled. "I'm glad to hear that. Are you going to the gathering tonight?" she asked "No, I think we'll pass for now, but thanks for the invitation and notice." Veronica replied. "Well from the looks of the beauty in the kitchen, I can understand why. Be careful Scott, you're not as young as you used to be." And she laughed. "Thanks again. You've surely made my day." I pulled Veronica next to me after closing the door and we walked back to the kitchen. "Now there's a project for today, let's look at own personal love-making shows." After the first cup of coffee Katrina made eggs and toast for everyone. She wore an apron to avoid splashing on her breasts and stomach. After breakfast I took my second mug of coffee and went into the den, sat it on the end table and was reaching for a laptop when Kim came in. She took off her shorts as she asked, "May I join you?" It's always been a personal policy of mine to never say 'no' to a naked women. As I sat Kim leaned across my legs with her breasts pressing into my chest. "Did I please you last night?" she asked. "Let me ponder that a moment, hmmm." I replied. She leaned back as I reached for my coffee and took a sip. "Share?" She asked as she also took one from the other side of the mug, covering my hand with hers as she did. After we finished the coffee, she went for a refill. Seconds later Veronica came in with Cindy right behind her. Veronica sat at the other end of the couch and Cindy sat across her just as Kim had me. Kim returned with a full mug, put it back on the end table and resumed her position. "Well?" "Of course you did. Want to please me now?" I asked. "Were you as pleased as you'd hoped?" "If almost passing out from orgasms is any indicator, YES!" Glancing at Veronica who winked at her, Kim continued, "Yes, I do want to please you again. Very much." Kim stood and began pulling my shorts down. I obliged her by raising my butt. As the shorts hit the floor I looked at Veronica and she grinned with a wink while amused Cindy was taking it all in. As I settled back down Kim grasped my dick, straddled me and without any further ado impaled herself on me. "Oh, shit, that's good, really really good," she gasped. I raised a hand to her bouncing breasts as she began to raise and lower herself from her knees. As I pulled her toward me and captured a bouncing nipple and sucked it into my mouth. With my free hand I sought out her clit and began caressing it with my fingers. "Umm, umm, damn you feel good inside me. Will you cum in me, fuck me again? God you feel so good. Veronica don't let him stop, keep sharing, ummm, damn, ohhh yes." Her motions were becoming more circular now with my cock massaging more of her vagina. Her eyes were tightly closed and her moaning increased. Finally she stopped breathing and fell against my chest. When she started breathing again she was making small movements with her pelvis. Veronica whispered something to Cindy who got up and then knelt behind Kim. I felt a warm moist tongue on my balls and that was the tipping point. I came strongly in Kim. Kim murmured "God, that feels fantastic" as she wrapped her arms around my neck while passionately and deeply kissing me. By the time she had broken the kiss Cindy was back with Veronica. Veronica asked, "Can I lick and suck you clean and get all his wonderful, tasty cum out of you?" Kim turned her head toward Veronica, "I thought you'd never ask, yes. Just as soon as I can move again." Kim stayed on my lap for at least twenty minutes as we kissed and cooed at each other. I was enjoying the moment. I would never have thought that the girl I watched grow up into a beautiful young woman would become a lover. As she started to lift herself off, Veronica asked Cindy to let her up. As soon as Kim was in a seated position next to me, Veronica spread Kim's legs and began sucking and licking her pussy with a wide eyed Cindy watching. ## Emerson woke up with his arms wrapped around Hazel. They were both nude, something that hadn't happened in the last fifteen years. As Emerson began lightly caressing Hazel's breasts, he said "Have I told you what a joy it is to wake up like this." "No, but thanks," as she reached back and wrapped her hand around his stiffening dick. "Is that for me, or do you have to pee?" "Pee first, and then inside your lovely pussy, my love," responded Emerson. As Emerson walked back to the bed, Hazel had rested her back against the headboard with her legs spread. He crawled across the bed and intended to try to eat her. Seeing this, she pulled her legs together and put her hand under his chin to divert him to her breasts or mouth. Hazel's background prevented her to from engaging in oral sex. She wouldn't let Emerson touch her pussy with his tongue, fingers were OK. She also wouldn't orally pleasure Emerson for the same reason. The echo's of her mother's voice and that of Mrs. Ruth Rogers, their Reverend's wife, saying only whores gave or received oral sex continued to haunt her all these years later. Part of her wanted to allow him, but she couldn't help feeling that it was a degrading filthy act. Emerson had tried on almost a daily basis since her 'coming out' but wasn't making any headway. Hearing the same message repeated from the age of thirteen through to her early married years was powerful baggage to lose in such a short time. Emerson had yet to fully understand the conditioning she received was like a heavy stone around her neck. In frustration he abruptly sat up and said, "Hazel, I love you and I desire you. Isn't there some way we can work through your reluctance? I feel I'm only getting part of you, and I want all of you! You've very sexy and desirable, you must have some fetishes suppressed somewhere in there." "I'm trying, I really am, but my demons keep getting in front," she replied meekly. After a pause she quietly continued, "I'm thinking of visiting Veronica for some advice. I know what you want dear, and I know it'll please you but I can't open up enough to even try. I'm sorry, Emerson, I love you very, very much, but I just can't do it right now. Please be patient with me and help me work through this. Come, fuck me, sweetheart." As Hazel finished she spread her legs and scooted down on her back inviting him to enter her. ## Grace awoke at 7:00, nude, her usual sleeping mode with her hand between her legs lightly caressing herself with her fingertips. For years she had periodically had fantasies about Scott, and at other times about Emerson. Since his divorce she had hoped Scott would invite her out even though she was older. She knew that his ethics wouldn't allow him to approach such a line, but she still hoped nonetheless. Alas no invitation ever came. In the last several years she had increasingly been curious what it would be like to make love to another woman, to caress and suckle a pair of breasts and to touch her pussy. She lacked the courage to do anything more than buy two lesbian DVDs. Even if she mustered the courage to do something she had no idea how to make an approach or even what to do if an approach was made. Though calm, cool and professional at the office, for years Grace progressively had become taken by fantasies and desires. As she caressed herself two fantasies at the same time could be within her reach. She thought, God, two for one, a woman to eat and a man to fuck, thank you Citi! I need to get going and draft that letter. I wonder what the bonus is that Scott mentioned, a year's severance perhaps, that's $225,000. Wow, that'll buy some batteries. The next thought was what if the deal fell through, how would I interact with Scott and Emerson in the office? She put on her sheerest robe, went into the bathroom and then to the kitchen. As the coffee was brewing she fired up her laptop and began her letter of resignation. As Scott suggested she would couch the resignation as an exploration of what she could receive in retirement benefits and an expression of a desire to retire. With the thought of what he said about working for him after the sale she couldn't help but be distracted by mental images of sharing a bed with Scott and Veronica. After typing a rough draft, she surfed to several bikini web sites and found one that sold incredibly revealing suits. With what she knew of what was happening with Scott and Veronica, and her conversations with Veronica she was not going to play coy. Through her selection she was going to make a clear announcement of her desire to be their playmate. She ordered two invisible styles and three different colors of another style coincidentally the same as Cindy's. She decided to pay express shipping so she'd have them for Wednesday night. I need to call Veronica, perhaps she'll go shopping with me and without knowing she is doing so give me some more direction on Scott's fetishes and what kind of dresses would be suitable in my new role. I'm willing to do and be anything they desire. I sure as hell am not going to stick to pants and button to-the-neck blouses. Maybe some sort of soft top with an uplift or open top bra that'd let my nipples be free. Shoes, I'm going to need shoes, I'll throw away most of those sensible low heels I own. Maybe she knows a good shoe store. If this all works out as I think it will I'm going to be a new woman ## As Dave walked in the door Evie noticed immediately that it'd been a long hard Saturday morning for her husband. As he sat slumped on a kitchen chair and drank the offered glass of iced tea he commented, "This could be one of my best projects. The owners seem to have unlimited funds and are willing to pay premium prices for a quick project and exceptional finishes. All the running around to line up subs and conversations with the architect are beginning to wear me out though. There'll be so many different crews working on different parts of the project that my mind is awash with trying to keep straight who will be doing what." "It'll be over in, what six weeks or so. You haven't had a challenge like this for a couple of years. Enjoy, do your very best. Besides, Joy is more than willing to help you with the paperwork and ordering of the material for the job. This is an opportunity to give her more responsibility," his wife gently reminded him. "You're right. This the perfect project for her to stretch her wings a little further." Changing the subject Evie asked, "Do you want to stay home from George and Tina's tonight? I told her we were coming, but we can just stay home." "Why don't you go without me," he said with an exhausted tone. "I may do just that. Gloria called this afternoon and wanted to come over. Should I call her back? The two of you can relax in the jacuzzi and fuck the evening away." Evie's youngest daughter from her first marriage, Gloria, was twenty-two and lived in an apartment in the city while finishing her nursing degree at SLU. She, as well as her twenty-six year old sister Joy, who'd been married to Keith for three years, regularly enjoyed sex with their step-father as well as their mother. Since marrying Joy, Keith had slept with Evie on the same basis as Joy with Dave. Gloria didn't have a regular boyfriend, and would usually sleep with Dave and Evie once a week, and with her brother and sister a couple of times a month. "Do you know who's going to be there tonight?" Dave asked. "Other than George and Tina, Joy and Keith, I don't know, probably a lot of the usual. Does it make a difference?" Evie asked. "No, not really, I think I'd like to spend an evening with just Gloria and then the three of us if you still have energy when you get home at one or two. What are Abi and Sam up to this evening?" Dave continued. "The twins are out for the rest of the afternoon and evening at the Fletcher's, enjoying the nice warm day I imagine in their pool and hot tub. The plan was for them to eat and sleep-over there and not be home until sometime tomorrow. So you and Gloria should have peace and quiet," concluded Evie. Dave adored Abigail and Samantha. Though the twins from Dave's first marriage took their mother's death hard it didn't take long for them to connect with Evie. Within weeks of him marrying Evie they were calling her Mom. On their next birthday on New Year's Eve they would be the same age as Katrina and Ashley. ## Kim declined a shower after Veronica finished cleaning her out, saying that she loved the smell of sex and wanted to share it with Gwen when she got home. Within ten minutes she was out the door still glowing with that well sated look. After eating a light lunch Veronica prepared a grocery list and sent the three girls out shopping. Still topless, she and Scott cuddled in the corner of the couch and Veronica said, "Handsome, I need to ask you something, something about your past." "Okay," I replied, "But I don't remember much from high school if you want to go back that far." "No, not that far. Can we talk about your marriage and divorce? Would you feel uncomfortable?" Veronica asked. "No, I said, "I'm surprised that you waited this long after meeting her. I don't have anything to keep from you. What would you like to know?" "Tell me about when you met and your early years." "During my last year of grad school, she was an under-grad senior and working in the commons three or four evenings a week. We began dating and since we were both going to graduate in the spring, we did the 'common sense' thing and got married shortly after graduation. I later learned that I should have done my due diligence, at least as far as having a family is concerned. I wanted a raft of kids and was willing to work hard enough to support a large family, but Marty didn't want any, not even one. After a couple of years of begging, she agreed that one would be enough, and Katrina became our only child. For some reason I can't explain, not long after Katrina was born Marty decided that sex in any form, for fun or for procreation, wasn't on her wish list any more. Sex became increasingly less frequent, and before you ask, yes I was frustrated. We both loved Katrina and provided a very nurturing childhood, but as my business became successful, I spent more and more time away, traveling and working long days. "A little over five years ago Marty was seduced and fell under the spell of a dominant lesbian, our dental hygienist for Christ's sake. The affair became quite heady and when I found out about it Marty was willing to break it off. My dentist had called and warned me that this woman was trouble. He couldn't really fire her, but he could warn me. I didn't believe him until it was too late. I learned later that Marty was her third victim. When she found out that Marty wanted to break it off she got Marty tipsy and horny and in an effort to get her dominatrix to make love to her, Marty said whatever her lover wanted her to say. She was recorded railing that she married me only to have a social husband and never really loved me, that she was thrilled now to be with her lover, that her lover pleasured her unbelievably better than I ever had, and that I was a poor lover and that she always faked her orgasms. "This woman sent me a copy of the tape and I believed it. Marty never made any plausible denials, so we separated. In the divorce I gave her the house and a decent cash settlement. Talk about being devious, later this woman sent me a letter explaining that now that she had destroyed our marriage she was dumping Marty. So Marty became a victim as well." "Oh my. She was more than devious. She must have a deep hatred of men and low values to do such a thing," commented Veronica. "I agree. I was devastated. I was tempted to lash back at her, but I feared my rage would only cause me to do something rash and result in me having some legal problems. Instead, I threw myself even more into my work to recover and I think I have. Marty is still Katrina's mother and she doesn't know these grim details. I have only told her that I immersed myself in growing my company and that's why we drew apart. I also couldn't do that to Marty. And yes, before you ask, I do have feelings for her, but I also knew long ago I could never be in a serious relationship with her again. I think all this pretty much laid low her self-worth and esteem. Maybe that's why the she ended up in the failed relationship with the guy she found in bed with another guy. "I don't know what directions her life has taken since either personally or professionally. Katrina has always been rather non-committal about her mother, I guess to avoid any friction. Perhaps knowing some of this and provided you an opportunity you might be of some help to help her rebuild her esteem," I concluded. Silently she cuddled against me with neither of us saying anything more for almost twenty minutes. As an expression of comfort several times she tightened the hug for a moment. Suddenly she raised her head. I noticed tears in her eyes as she quietly and lovingly said, "I'm truly sorry about what happened, but I'm not sorry that we met and that we're going to marry. My love, I need you inside me now. Will you love me?" Without hesitation I sat her up, stood, laid her back on the couch and entered her with my shorts around my knees and her g-string pulled aside. We made very passionate prolonged love. Just as she screamed out her release I uttered an animalistic growl expressing my own climax. Any Chance We Could Ch. 26 We were cumming together just as the girls came back. Somewhere in the distance I heard a female voice remarking, "Just can't leave them alone. Parents these days. Tsk, tsk," and laughter. As the girls were putting the groceries away the phone rang and neither Veronica nor I were of a mind to get up and answer it. "Oh, Hi, Georgina. It's Katrina. Sure, we were wondering when you'd call Now, absolutely, an hour or so. Wear what you think Angela would like. That sounds great, what would you like us to wear. Hmmmm, enticing, see you in an hour. Bye." Katrina, followed by Ashley and Cindy walked into the den. Katrina lifted Veronica's head into her lap as she sat. "Georgina will be here in less than hour wearing heels, thigh highs, silk sundress and braless. She's asked that we dress similarly. Can we use the field and record it?" When Veronica nodded Katrina continued, "If she isn't too shy, Cindy can use the handheld. You two could watch from here on a laptop, just try to hold the noise down." Feeling frisky, Veronica and I went upstairs where we enjoyed another quick coupling before showering, and dressing. We were walking down the stairs just as Cindy was greeting Georgina at the door. Ashley and Katrina, both wearing halter-top sundresses, hose and heels came out of the den and greeted her as well. "Shall we begin?" Katrina asked a somewhat reserved Georgina. "For the moment, Ashley and I will be you and you'll be Angela. How often have you seen her undressed and how often have you touched her?" asked Katrina. "Very rarely undressed. Mostly it's been a chance meeting in the hall to and from the bathroom. The first good look I had at her lovely breasts was during the pool party last week. I found myself captivated by them. They're magnificent aren't they?" Georgina replied quietly. "Hmm. Turn around," Katrina gently commanded as she put a hand on either side of Georgina's waist. "Would you feel awkward doing this? Would Angela react?" "I won't but she might," said Georgina. As Ashley watched from a chair Katrina gently pulled Georgina and moved closer to her back so her mouth was just at Georgina's ear and whispering loud enough for us to hear, "Sweetheart your hair feels so soft against my cheek. I've never noticed the delicate perfume you're wearing. I love it. It's as sensuous as you." As she was speaking Katrina moved her hands from her hips toward each other and rested them on her belly. Georgina moaned as Katrina continued playing Georgina in the role play, "You know you've grown to be a very attractive young woman. I guess I've kinda taken that for granted and didn't realize it until I saw you topless at the pool party." Katrina turned Georgina around so that they were facing each other. Then Katrina very gently moved her hand up to the bottom edge of Georgina's breasts and just let her finger tips touch the bottom of each breast. "You feel so nice, may I?" Katrina the coach advised, "If she doesn't object or turn away, very gently move your hands up until you are cupping each breast. If you feel her nipples hardening, as yours are now, she's probably not going to object. You might want to whisper in her ear 'You excite me' and kiss her neck." Georgina moved her hands to Katrina's hips and began to rub her outer thighs. "If that's the reaction you get, and if she leans her head to kiss you, you're more than on the right track," observed Katrina. "If she reacts by turning and backing away, step towards her and try to hold her hands in yours, tell her that you didn't mean to offend, but meant to show her how exciting she is to you. If she lets you pull her closer, kiss her on the lips and if the kiss is returned, put your arms around her and let the kiss deepen. If her tongue comes into your mouth, enjoy and return the favor. While you're embracing move your hand down her back to just above her ass and if she does the same thing, then drop them to her ass and very lovingly cup each cheek." At this point Katrina and Georgina were embracing and each had their hands on the other's ass. "God, you kiss well," Georgina sighed. "Lots of opportunity, lots of practice. Mom, Cindy, Ashley, Dad. Thanks," replied Katrina. "Would you like a more intimate lesson now, or later when you've seen how Angela reacts?" Katrina asked. "Can we, the three or four of us just make love to each other? I've never been loved by a woman, I don't want a lesson now, just some pleasurable touching." replied Georgina. "Ashley and I'll pleasure you and Cindy will film us with a handheld, if that's ok." As they started up the stairs, Ashley put her hand under Georgina's dress and caressed her bare ass. Georgina responded with a few "mmm,s" and "Damn that feels good." "We're using Mom and Dad's bed, it has a lot more room," said Ashley as she directed Georgina. When they stopped at the foot of the bed, Ashley wrapped her arms around Georgina from behind, caressing her breasts and grinding her pelvis into her ass. As Katrina unfastened her own halter top and unzipped the side allowing her dress to puddle at her feet, Ashley did the same to Georgina's. Georgina turned and unfastened Ashley's and it joined the other two on the floor. All three women now were nude except for hose and heels. Cindy set the camera down and undressed as well. "Sit on the edge of the bed, Georgina," instructed Ashley as she knelt and leaned her mouth and nose towards Georgina's heady scent. ## Any plans for tonight, lover?" I asked Veronica. "If the girls aren't busy, let's all watch some of the Bryce Field recordings. They'll probably lead to some sexual activities, up for that?" she asked with a wry grin. "I'll manage, you?" "Anytime, anywhere, I've told you that before. As soon as Georgina leaves I'll cook something on the grill, enjoy a nude hot tub and we'll go watch the recordings." Veronica replied. Forty-five minutes or so later, Georgina came down with a dreamy look on her face and said, "I only wish I'd asked sooner." It was clear that things had been more intimate than she had planned but the look on her face said she loved it all. "Your girls are wonderful lovers, but you already know that. I'll let myself out, thanks," she sighed. As soon as Cindy, Katrina, and Ashley came down I offered Veronica's suggestion which was unhesitatingly accepted. All three shed their clothes, with Katrina and Ashley leaving their stockings and heels on. "To excite you, Dad," remarked Katrina. "Mary Clair and Caroline are supposed to drop by about noon tomorrow. Ashley and I thought the five of us could enjoy the warm day forecasted for tomorrow in the pool and the hot tub and perhaps a movie. How much trouble would it be to take the plasma from the living room out there?" "Not a lot, are you going to watch a DVD, or something on Uverse?' "DVD," responded Cindy. "Then no trouble at all, find a suitable table to set it on and I'll get it out there before they arrive," I promised. I made a mental note to myself to consider having a large plasma television installed in the pool area after it's renovated. After dinner and a nice nude soak in the hot tub we dried each other off and walked upstairs to the Field. Veronica sat against the headboard with Ashley and Cindy snuggled against her, Katrina sat between my legs and directed my hands to her breasts. We watched parts of the Wednesday night activity and Ashley and Katrina both agreed that the sheer blouses added a lot to the overall sexiness of the outfits. At one point Katrina turned, kissed me and lowered her mouth to my cock and briefly sucked it. Thursday's recording of Sharon pleading to be fucked was quite arousing. As she watched Sharon being fucked hard Cindy reached over and began to gently stroke me. Moments later Ashley began to finger and stroke Veronica's pussy. Katrina began kissing me and I began to finger fuck her. By the time Katrina came, Veronica had as well. I briefly began to eat Cindy eagerly as Veronica lay beside me to do the same with Ashley as the last few minutes of the recording of Sharon played out. Then images of Erin and Carol's visit filled the screen. Ashley was quite fascinated with me fucking Erin's ass and remarked more than once, "I want to try that. Sorry Dad your finger is nice, but I want your magnificent cock in my butt." When the Kim recording began Veronica shooed the girls away from me, turned her back to me, straddled my legs, then lowered herself onto me. As she bounced gently up and down she gathered Katrina and Cindy to either side of her and cried for them both to caress her breasts and finger her clit. Not wanting to sit on the sidelines and watch Ashley knee-walked over to me to put her tits in my face to force me, yes force me to suck her nipples and play with her clit until she came again. Veronica's bouncing became more intense as she built to an orgasm. When she finally climaxed she collapsed backwards onto my chest. I remained in her and came seconds after as either Katrina or Cindy licked my balls and the part of my shaft that wasn't in my fiancée's pussy. Ashley stopped the recording, sat up, and quietly took Katrina's hand. Seconds later they walked out the door to their bedroom. Cindy asked, "Something wrong?" "No," Veronica answered, "they just want to be together." "Scott, will you fuck me?" asked Cindy. "I'm a virgin. I wasn't ready the other night but I am now. I can't think of becoming a woman with anyone else than with two people I love very much. I'm safe, I'm on the pill. Will it be okay with you Veronica?" "Oh, sweetheart, it's more than okay. Let me help," replied Veronica before she lightly kissed Cindy on the lips. "Handsome, on your back. Cindy suck him a bit, he'll taste like me, but you want to make sure he's wet." Cindy lowered her mouth onto my cock and very thoroughly laved it with her tongue. Veronica lay beside her watching and giving her a few words of encouragement and advice. After three or four minutes Veronica instructed Cindy, "Now straddle his legs and I'll hold his cock as you lower yourself on it. Go as slowly or as quickly as you want. There'll be pressure when he hits your hymen and a bit of pain as you lower yourself further to break it. Don't let the pain discourage you. It'll go away as the fullness of him in you sweeps over you." Cindy slowly lowered herself onto me, using one hand on Veronica's shoulder to help support herself. I felt her hymen and she paused for a moment before raising herself a bit. She took a deep breath and locked her eyes upon mine and then more forcefully lowering herself to rupture the barrier. As she did so, she grimaced and said "Oh." In a few more moments she began lowering her hips all the way down. God, what a tight pussy, not as tight as Erin's ass, but it surely felt good. Cindy began to raise and lower herself and began to get quite vocal about how good it felt. "Ooh, God, Scott that's INCREDIBLE. You FILL ME. OOH, FUCK, that FEELS good." As she approached her first orgasm from a cock in her, she screamed "YESSS" repeatedly before finishing with, "THAT'S GOOD, AAAHH." As the trembling began to slow down she leaned against Veronica and said, "God, that's good, do you ever get tired of doing this?" "Nope, and Scott never gets tired of doing it to me." A minute later our daughters came in together and Katrina said, "Whew, she was getting fucked, not beaten. You are one noisy lover Cindy." They both climbed onto the bed to kiss her while I was still inside her, and Ashley said "The best is yet to come, so to speak." Before she and Kitten returned to their room Ashley added, "Cindy you are some foxy screamer. I suspect Dad loved every moment of it." As I nodded in agreement I thought, hmmm she is a foxy young lady. Foxy is a fitting pet name. After cumming, Veronica cleaned Foxy's pussy with her tongue and shortly the three of us were sound asleep with the former virgin in the center. Any Chance We Could Ch. 27 This is a work in progress and chapters will be submitted at regular intervals. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. Enjoy, your positive comments are welcome. Sunday, October 21 About nine o'clock Sunday morning while I was out getting pastries, Erin called asking for me. Veronica told her I was out and asked Erin if she could have me call her. "No, it isn't that important. Maybe you'll know the answer," Erin said. "Last night there was a woman at George and Tina's who I'd seen when I was here last year and I remembered her name was Cathleen, Cathleen Appleton Morris. Does Scott have a sister? Cute woman, didn't look at all like Scott, good fuck though, my brother and sister agreed. Do you know her? It's not that important, just curious. He doesn't need to call me back, or at all unless you're going to ask me to visit and ... ." "Erin, you're as welcome here as Carol. I want you to know that. Feel free to ask to drop by anytime. Even if we can't have sex it'll still be our pleasure to see you again. "Cathleen Morris, you said, is that spelled with a 'K' or a "C'?" Veronica asked. "'C'", I remember the first time I met her she was quite emphatic about it," replied Erin. "See you both again soon, I hope, love you." After hanging up, Veronica's curiosity became aroused and she couldn't wait to ask me. I'd never mentioned any other relatives except my parents who had retired to Florida and had a very busy social schedule, but after a life of traveling they now rarely traveled more than 20 miles from their home near Tampa. In the meantime, Dave called and asked if he could run by and discuss a few items the architect had come up with. When Veronica asked when he wanted to come over he replied, "Now if possible." Veronica quickly changed from a sweat shirt and shorts to a tight t-shirt over a sheer bra, and a short casual skirt with three inch slides. Shortly after I returned, Dave knocked at the door. Veronica let him in and I watched him fondle the dark patches on her shirt with his eyes. He also watched her ass and legs as she by design led him into the kitchen. Dave declined coffee, but accepted a pastry as he rolled out a new set of drawings. "The architect said that now would be an excellent opportunity to add another bedroom on the first floor using the existing bathroom connections for an en-suite facility. The addition would balance that corner of the house and could be added at minimum cost because that side of the house would be easily accessible. It also would help to enclose the pool too." Dave had a proposed change order for $57,000 which Veronica and I agreed with after a short discussion. Veronica was also excited by the thought of another bedroom and getting to decide on its various features. As Dave shook our hands he again visually caressed Veronica's tits and she his crotch. This time she followed him to the door with her eyes on his ass. I silently laughed at both their ill-concealed antics and mused again that if his wife was the sharing kind it would be interesting to see how quickly my fiancée would try to seduce him. As she was closing the door and was getting ready to ask me something we were besieged by three chattering lovelies, tops on this morning, but the shirts barely covered their delectable asses. In turn they each kissed us and molded against us as they did so. As we were sitting down with the girls, the phone rang and it was Grace asking for a shoe store recommendation. Not surprisingly, Veronica recommended the store where Sharon worked. There was no further conversation overheard as I was sliding my hand up Katrina's thigh and making her giggle. Grace called again midmorning and asked Veronica if she could go shopping with her. They agreed on an eleven thirty meeting at Neiman-Marcus. Sharon wasn't in the shoe store, so they deferred that for another time. While eating a quick late lunch they discussed the 'new' Grace wardrobe of shorter skirts, tailored tops, and tighter sweaters. Grace said "I'm going to change my whole look, no more pants or longer skirts unless I have too. I hope you don't mind, I want to be desirable to Scott and Emerson. I know I mentioned last week that I'm looking forward to frequent fuck sessions with either of you, but I've never been with a woman. I've thought about it, hell I've watched enough movies about it, but haven't experienced it." After more conversation along these lines, they walked to their cars and left. Hmm, thought Veronica, she all but said, 'take me now'. That was some invitation to be seduced alright. I'd rather be the indirect seductress, and it seems that perhaps she has a latent wild side. This could be fun. ## At noon Angela arrived with Caroline. Shortly after, Mary Claire arrived in her blue Cavalier. Within thirty minutes all were lounging around the pool and wandering around the house topless, even the quiet Mary Claire. When Veronica returned mid-afternoon from shopping she stood just inside the patio door with a surprised look on her face. I was on the deck surrounded by the six topless young ladies. We were sitting around the table having a normal conversation. She caught my eye and her eyes looked down towards my lap. When she looked back up I nodded every so subtly "yes" that I was sitting at the end of the table so my erection wasn't too obvious. With a glow on her face Veronica opened the door and walked onto the deck. She leaned over to embrace Katrina from behind and caress her breasts as she kissed her on the neck. As the girls watched she moved further along to hug Ashley as she stood. As they hugged, Veronica caressed her daughter's ass. Wrapping one arm around Cindy's shoulder and lightly touched her nipples as she kissed her fully for several seconds on the lips and whispered loudly enough for all to hear, ask, "How is my lover this afternoon." I was amazed how Veronica was increasingly taking control of situations that could become sexual in nature. I knew what she was after as much for me as for herself. "Mind if I stay?" she asked so naturally. Mary Claire said, "Please do. Want to kiss me hello?" "Thank you and sure," Veronica answered as she walked toward Mary Claire and with a light but prolonged kiss on her lips rested one hand on her bare hip and then lightly caressed it with her nails. Veronica then un-tucked her blouse, unbuttoned it, and pulled down her arms. With a glint of joy in her eyes she unfastened her bra and dropped both items on the table. Now wearing just a skirt, hose and heels she smiled at me while raising her skirt to remove her thong while asking rhetorically, "I hope nobody minds." "I wish my Mom would greet me like that," said Angela with a pout. Katrina, Ashley and Cindy quickly looked at each other. Almost immediately Katrina got up and walked into the kitchen and picked up the phone to call Georgina on her cell. "Georgina, won't believe what just happened." After relating Angelia's reaction Katrina laughed, "It looks like the two of you have similar desires and interests. I don't think you'll need any further lessons from us. Enjoy each other when she gets home. Actually if you want to come over now unannounced you could use what's happening to get things started with her. Oh, and if you want to be your daughter's first woman, you better get here sooner than later. If we do get going, no one's going to leave her out." Georgina groaned, "Unfortunately I'm about to take a generous offer from client on a very large home. But thanks for the information. Whatever happens, when she's on the way home, call me." As she returned to the patio door, Katrina asked, "Does anyone wants anything to drink or eat?" Mary Claire stood, "Let me help you." She stepped in front of Veronica and I, looked each of us in the eye and asked "What would like?" as she released her long reddish brown hair from the pony tail and let it cascade down her back and over her shoulders Veronica in a light tone replied, "A glass of wine and a few minutes to caress your yummy breasts." Without batting an eye, she repeated the question to me. While looking her in the eyes I responded, "A beer instead of wine, and to kiss your delectable nipples as well." "I'll tell you what, if you let me caress Veronica's tits and wrap my hand around your bare cock, you can caress, fondle, kiss, and lick them as much as you want." Then looking at Veronica she added, "As much as you both want." Angela and Caroline looked wide-eyed at Cindy and Ashley. "Isn't Veronica going to mind?" Caroline asked. "Nope," replied Ashley. "If you'd like the same, jump in and ask." Caroline boldly looked at me, "I'd like an iced tea, and Scott you can share my tits and ass with Veronica if you like." "Oh my God, what fun. Can I have a diet soda, and Scott will you kiss mine as well?" asked an excited Angela. As she turned toward the door Mary Claire looked back over her shoulder, tossed her hair and with a smile announced, "I'll be right back." "Look at what you started lover," I smiled at Veronica. "I only played off your little tease," she replied. And in a lower voice Veronica asked, "Do you think they'd like to take this to the Field? Think seven will fit?" "There's eight of us now . But Cindy has to leave shortly for work," I replied. Mary Claire and Katrina returned with trays of drinks that they set on the table. Mary Claire looked at me and asked, "How do you want to do this? You still have your shorts on." "Take them off handsome. I have a suggestion and some questions. First, you 're all eighteen or older, right?" Mary Claire, Angela, and Caroline all quickly responded with "Yes!" "This would probably be more comfortable in our bed. What would your parent's reaction be to that and possibly staying into the night, or even all night?" asked Veronica. "I doubt my Mom would care," answered Mary Claire. "Since I turned nineteen she has given me a lot of freedom to make my own decisions." "Mine too," responded Caroline. "I'm not sure about my Mom. Part of me would like to think that I could tell my Mom and that she'd respond that she'd wished she'd been here. But I fear that she'd say 'Angela, I know you're of age and can do whatever you want, but how could you do such an immoral thing? I'm so disappointed in you.' But what she doesn't know won't hurt her." That comment caused an exchange of knowing looks between the other five. Angela's perception of what her mother's reaction would be was so wrong, as she was going to soon learn. With that I pushed my shorts down. Almost instantly there was a round of "Oh, Mys" from our guests. Caroline looked at the girls, "Do you guys get to play with that a lot?" "Yes" was the unison response from our three. "Every day," added Ashley. As we walked into the kitchen each carried their own drink. I put my arm around Mary Claire's waist and pulled her close to my side. "Gorgeous, you've changed quite a bit from a few weeks ago." I whispered into her ear. "Thanks, I think you had a lot to do with it. Please put your hand on my ass as we walk up the stairs," she directed. "Will you make love to me and make me a woman if Veronica'll let you?" she said in a whisper. I whispered in her ear, "Yes. It'll be an honor to be your first lover." I noticed that Veronica was similarly coupled with Angela and Caroline on either side, with Caroline carrying Veronica's wine. Angela was a good six inches shorter and despite Veronica's four inch heels, Caroline was still taller than Veronica. She's got to be my height, I thought. As we walked up the stairs, Veronica's hands dropped to the ass on either side. I couldn't help but think that Veronica's juices would be flowing freely. She had repeatedly mentioned how much we loved the thought of her being a woman's first female lover. Our three were grinning. They sensed that Veronica was like a tigress on the prowl and was excited to be bringing three new women into her bed for her and her man to enjoy. I noticed Ashley's wink at me as she was untying the bottom of her suit. As soon as we entered the bedroom a stream of "Ohhs" and "Ahhs" came from Caroline, Angela, and Mary Claire about the bed. Katrina took off her suit bottom, and unobtrusively she turned on the video system. With little time left before she had to leave Cindy immediately climbed on the bed, and pulled off her bottom. To either side of her she was joined by Ashley and Katrina. Caroline climbed on the bed next. Katrina asked her if she was going to take off her suit bottom. "If Veronica and Scott want it off they can remove it," said Caroline as she crawled on her knees toward a beckoning Veronica. I climbed on, lay on my side and with a crooked finger invited Mary Claire, "Come here sweetheart, let me caress you." As she moved next to me I rolled her to her side so her back was against me. I encircled her with a hand on each breast. She turned her head to kiss me. As we kissed I moved one of my hands down her stomach and lightly caressed her with my finger tips. She reached over her hip and wrapped her cool hand around my cock and sighed, "That's so nice." "Do you like the way they feel? Would you like to kiss my nipples a bit and caress the inside of my thigh?" she asked. She twisted in my arms to face me and I took a nipple between my lips and began to caress her inner thigh with my finger tips. "If that suit bottom goes away, I could caress your pussy," I suggested. "Gee, I don't know, if the bottom comes off you could do me couldn't you?" she asked. "Yes, but not right now, later maybe," I grinned. Mary Claire had wrapped both arms around my neck and rolled me onto my back. As she was lying diagonally across my chest I felt a hand on my cock. When we briefly broke our kiss I saw Angela stroking my cock. Angela had a cute yet lustful look on her face before lowering her head and putting the tip of my cock in her mouth. She continued stroking the shaft as she laved my head and shaft with her tongue. While enjoying Angela's burgeoning talent I noticed Veronica sitting against the headboard with her arms around Caroline, lovingly squeezing and caressing her breasts. Caroline turned sideways enough to kiss Veronica and used her left hand return the favor to Veronica's breasts. As their kiss deepened Veronica dropped one hand down to the top edge of Caroline's suit and followed it to the tie on the side. She pulled the tie to free one side of the suit. She then dropped her hand over Caroline's pussy and immediately sought her clitoris. As Caroline began to sigh and spread her legs, Veronica pulled her mouth back an inch and asked, "I'll bet you taste good. May I discover and enjoy your sex?" Angela was on her knees sucking me when Ashley got behind her and began licking her slit and her asshole. Angela increased the bobbing of her head and was moaning in response. Ashley then found Angela's clit and began touching it, occasionally wetting her finger in Angela's pussy. "If you keep that up he's going to cum in your mouth, are you ready for that?" Ashley asked. Angela shook her head no and lifted her mouth off me. Mary Claire heard that question, broke our kiss and with hunger on her face, turned and took me in her mouth. As she continued to stroke me, I felt my balls tighten and said, "Now, Mary Claire." She pulled her mouth back on my cock but kept me in her mouth. As I began to spurt she began to swallow and gasp. Before the last spurt she raised her head and I came on her cheek. "Awesome, that was just awesome. Can we that again, real soon?" asked Mary Claire. Pulling her up and hugging her into my chest I told her, "I'd love that but it may be a little while. Guys take a bit to recharge." As Caroline was sucking on Veronica's tits Katrina was untying the other side of Caroline's suit bottom. As soon as it was loose she put her mouth against Caroline's pussy and began to lick and finger her. As I watched my daughter enjoy Caroline, Angela replaced Mary Claire on my chest and raised her chest enough so that her nipples were right above my mouth. I licked and sucked both then wormed my hand under Angela's belly and pushed my fingers into her suit bottom. As soon as she realized my intent she rolled a bit sideways and held the front of her suit out so I could get to her pussy. I found her wet hole and covered my fingers with her juices and began to play with her clit. "Time out, ladies, please," said Veronica. Caroline sat up. Veronica got up on her knees and pulled her skirt a little higher on her waist. "I need to do this. Let me straddle Scott." Angela and Mary Claire moved aside a bit. Veronica put her leg across me and lowered her dripping pussy on my hard shaft and once I was inside her she began lifting herself up and down. The ladies knew what was going on but couldn't see it because she still had her skirt on. "Mary Claire, sit on my face. I wanna nibble your thighs," I invited. After straddling my face, Veronica pulled Mary Claire into what must have been a mind-numbing kiss. Her suit crotch became almost dripping wet and I could taste her juices as I licked her thighs right at her crotch. Suddenly a hand came and pulled her suit aside and I could lick her hairy pussy. Someone was moaning, I assumed it was Mary Claire because I could feel the vibrations in her legs. Veronica began grinding herself on my cock and I knew she was about to cum. In a few moments, she did and she rolled off me and snuggled against me lengthwise. Mary Claire also raised herself and cuddled against my other side. As our collective breathing rates slowed I looked to see that Ashley and Caroline were locked in a passionate kiss and Veronica began licking Caroline's slit. Katrina and Angela were in a 69 position moaning into each other's pussy. Meanwhile Cindy had cuddled against Mary Claire and had her hands on her breasts. Shortly Cindy and Mary Claire were kissing in a manner that told me that this wasn't their first kiss of passion and love. Katrina noisily came and Angela was a bit quieter as she came also. We all laid there for a few moments before abruptly Cindy sat up and said, "I need to get dressed, I'm due at work in twenty-five minutes." As Cindy hurried into the girl's bedroom, Veronica rolled away from Caroline's pussy, sat up, and brushed her hair out of her face. Caroline leaned down and took me into her mouth and after sucking for two minutes, raised her head and said, "Now I know what the attraction is. I'll take a rain check on 'a cum in my mouth blowjob', okay?" "Well, that was interesting," Veronica was saying as Cindy rushed in, kissed her and then me before rushing out. "Take Ashley's car," I shouted after her. After about a half minute of silence Veronica laughed, "I didn't expect this. You're all beautiful young ladies, and I've just lived one of my favorite fantasies of being surrounded by teen-aged pussy. Thank, you and I hope we can do it again. Is anyone hungry?" "No thank you, I need to get home before my Mom starts to worry. The last thing I want to do is lie to Mom about why I was gone so long. She can always tell when I'm not telling her the truth," Angela said. "I'd love to stay but I'm Angela's ride," Caroline explained. "Can Angela and I shower here?" "Of course, be my guest. Do you need my help?" I asked. "Yeah, sure Dad. If you get in there with them they'll never make it out of here," smiled Ashley. As Caroline and Angela walked into our bathroom, Ashley and Katrina headed for theirs, Mary Claire turned down their offer to join them, saying, "I need a few more minutes to cuddle." "Will you stay for dinner, sweetheart, or is your mother expecting you home soon?" asked Veronica of Mary Claire. Any Chance We Could Ch. 27 "She's on a sales trip, won't be back until Wednesday morning. Dad's off somewhere, I haven't heard when he'll be back, but he's been gone since Friday and usually travels for a full week at a time. Yes, I'd love to stay, but I should run home and get a change of clothes." "I'm sure that you could wear something of Ashley's, don't run off if you don't have too," I said. "By the way, Mary Claire, didn't you lend Cindy some money?" Veronica asked. "Yes, why?" she replied. "I want to pay you back, we're trying to get her out of debt," said Veronica. "I think it was about four hundred dollars. I don't need it. If you want why don't you make a contribution to the Humane Society and call it good," Mary Claire responded. "That's very generous of you sweetheart. I'm impressed," I remarked. "Scott, can we sit in the hot tub for a cycle before I get in the shower. Will you please come too Veronica?" asked Mary Claire. "I'll go down with you and get something started in the kitchen while you two soak, then we can shower together, okay? " Veronica asked as she took off her heels and began to roll her thigh highs down her legs. I didn't bother putting anything on and walked down with Veronica who was still wearing a skirt and nothing else. Mary Claire's suit bottom had been readjusted properly. Veronica stopped in the kitchen as Mary Claire and I continued onto the pool deck. Mary Claire touched my shoulder, "Scott." I turned and she wrapped her arms around me pressing her breasts against my chest, kissed me open-mouthed, and said, "I'm falling in love with you, just as Cindy said I would." A bit taken aback by that, my reply was, "Let's soak." We stepped into the tub and before sitting down Mary Claire slid her suit bottom down and off. She sat next to me, pulled my one arm around her and put the other hand between her legs. As she settled into my hand, she asked, "If it's okay with Veronica, can I spend the night? In your bed?" "Of course, and I'm sure it'll be okay with her. What happened to the shy young lady of a couple of weeks ago? The one who wouldn't take her bra off," I asked. "Oh, she got smarter in two weeks. I realized how much you loved Katrina and Ashley. Cindy's told me all the wonderful things you've done for her. I felt comfortable with both of you and my experiment today was everything I'd hoped it to be. I think Caroline and Angela also enjoyed the day, don't you? Anyway, I hope Veronica approves," explained Mary Claire. "If you play with my pussy I'll return the favor to your cock until the tub stops." Veronica watched the conversation without hearing the words but the interaction between her man and the teenager was fairly clear. They had a beautiful new lover. After the cycle ended Mary Claire and I walked toward the house. We grabbed pool towels from the deck and dried off enough to come inside. "Mary Claire wants to sleep with us tonight. I thought it'd be alright. Was I right?" I asked. "Sure, handsome, you knew it would be after this afternoon. I look forward to making love to you some more Mary Claire," said Veronica. "You two shower without me, I want to finish a few more things in here." We passed Ashley and Katrina on the stairs, they were in shell tops, short skirts and 3 inch slides. As we passed, Ashley said, "Caroline and Angela just left. Mary Claire, get some clothes out of my room after you and Dad've showered. My shoes'll probably fit you. If they don't, try Katrina's. Still hard, eh, Dad. Enjoy your shower Mary Claire." Mary Claire and I embraced and she stroked me until I told her I was ready to cum and then she knelt and held me in her mouth while I came. "Mmm, that's good, I can see why Katrina and Ashley like it so much. I'll bet you're a good fuck as well." "Later we'll find out, everyone else I've made love to in the last month has finished with a smile," I laughed. After drying off Mary Claire went to the girl's bedroom, found one of Katrina's very low shell tops and a mini skirt of Ashley's. She didn't bother with a bra or panties and wore a pair of Ashley's 3 ½ inch strappy slides. Her long hair was still wet and as she entered the kitchen she handed me the brush and turned her back to me. "Please," was all she said. Katrina turned to Ashley and said in a low voice, "I'm glad we've got each other, looks like Dad's harem just added a lady." "I have no harem," I mouthed defensively while Veronica merely smiled and laughed quietly as I brushed Mary Claire's mane. "Tell me about you," I asked Mary Claire. "Is Mary Claire a combination of family names? Work? Do you go to school? What's your family like? What do your parents do?" "I'm named after a nun who my mother adored as a teen. I don't go to school because I don't know what I want to do. I work part-time at the register at a small independent hardware store. I do it mostly to keep occupied during the day when all my friends are either working or going to school, or both. Also, my grades weren't good enough for anything but community college. "My parents give me a generous allowance, probably out of guilt, but no matter the reason. I'd like to have my own place but my parents insist I live at home for now. Mom is an area sales manager for a textbook company and covers five states for elementary schools thru colleges. She began traveling more in the last year then she ever has. I suspect that when she's on the road she's not always alone. Dad's a troubleshooter for precision machining equipment manufacturer and about the time Mom started her heavy travel, so did he. I know he's not traveling alone. About six months ago on my way to work I saw his car pull into a hotel parking lot. I got hung at a traffic light so I watched him. He opened the car door for a pretty dark-haired woman and they went in. He purportedly was in Iowa that day and night. He'd called me the night before on his cell and told me he was in Cedar Rapids for two nights. I guess they want what they want. I don't know if they have a tacit agreement or they're doing what they're doing behind each other's backs. When they're home at the same time they usually argue. My older brother who's a Naval officer on a sub is sure they're headed for a divorce. A divorce could become a loser for both, so I guess now they stay away from home and each other as much as possible and they both have 'fuck buddies'." Veronica asked, "Why do you suspect your Mom of having an affair?" "Veronica, if you were driving alone from here to Oklahoma City, would you wear hose and heels, expensive perfume, short dresses?" Mary Claire asked. "Only if my man was with me," replied Veronica. "Or she could be bi and it's a woman," I interjected. "I suppose," answered Mary Claire. "Anyway I feel like I've found a new set of parents and some sisters I've never had. I don't want to become a burden on any of you or expect you to change your lifestyle in anyway. I'm a decent cook, I know how to clean a house and run a washing machine. If I contribute in that way may I visit frequently, even when your daughters may not be home? I hate being in a large house by myself." Looking at me for reassurance and getting a positive nod of my head, Veronica replied, "You're a lovely young lady, Mary Claire and we would be more than happy to have you as a frequent guest in our home. If you want to do chores around the house, feel free. But, and this is a big 'but'. I've already made it clear to Cindy, Katrina, and Ashley. Scott is my man, I let him sleep with a lot of women with my knowledge and usually with my participation but if I declare my bed off limits to visitors sometimes, I expect that it will be honored without discussion. We're not jealous in our relationships with one another, nor do we hold disappointments and frustrations in. We freely discuss whatever concerns we have and abide by whatever decisions Scott or I may make. If we have someone else in our bed, you may or may not be invited to join us. You may join us only if invited. If all these conditions are acceptable to you, we welcome you with love and affection." "I understand, Veronica, and I look forward to enriching my life as well as your family's. Thank you." "Since you're joining us in bed tonight," Veronica asked, "Are you a virgin, do you use birth control?" "Yes, I've been on the pill since I was sixteen. I've never had a man inside me. There have been lots of fingers, including both of your daughters and Cindy. My hymen went bye-bye, years ago, so yes and no to the virgin question. Last spring I was making out with a classmate in the backseat of his car and he started to get ready to penetrate me but he missed and slid back and forth two or three times along my ass crack before he realized that he'd missed. He was a virgin too and when he adjusted he came all over my pussy hair before he could enter me. After that he was embarrassed and ready to take me home. I haven't seen him since, nor would I go out with him again anyway. Cindy and I have been frequent lovers. She's a special woman, isn't she?" "That she is," I nodded. "Scott and Veronica, do you know that she's falling in love with both of you? And I don't mean a short term infatuation, but a deep down 'I want to be with you for the rest of my life type of love'. She doesn't fully realize it yet, but she's quickly getting there. She can't stop talking about you two. I know she's in for a let-down, but please, let her down gently. She's had a tough life." There was a somber tone in Mary Claire's voice. I suspected both Cindy and Mary Claire had many similarities. During the delightful dinner that followed Mary Claire was invited to our usual Friday club evening. She got to know more of both mine and Veronica's past. She ended the day with us snuggled against Katrina on the couch as we watched two of the usual Sunday serials. After they ended we all walked up the stairs. Veronica's hand was on Mary Claire's bare ass and my arms wrapped around the waists of our daughters. After our bathroom chores I was on my back, the green light was on and Mary Claire climbed in along one side of me with Veronica on the other side. "Dim the lights, ladies," I asked. Mary Claire began to kiss me and fondle my hardening cock while Veronica caressed my chest. "I'm ready and willing to become a woman." I glanced at my fiancée who smiled her approval. I drew Mary Claire in for a soft but lengthy kiss. When the kiss ended, she giggled, "can I get on top?" "Sure that'll allow you to control the pace," Veronica stated. As the young woman started to move over me Veronica quickly advised, "Wait a minute, I want to make sure you're good and wet, Scott's a bit bigger than a finger and we don't want you to get hurt." She lightly pushed Mary Claire onto her back, moved between the young virgin's legs and began to lick her pussy. I privately mused that Veronica was really wanting to enjoy the last helping of the Mary Claire's virgin pussy juice just before her soon to be husband took her virginity. When Veronica was satisfied that she was wet enough she helped Mary Claire straddle me. Veronica held my cock in position for Mary Claire to take me into her womanhood. "Wait," Mary Claire said with a big grin, "Should I wear a hard hat? You said you didn't want me to get hurt." We all laughed as Mary Claire slowly began lowering herself onto me. From her facial expression she was savoring every moment of her first descent. Veronica kept her hand wrapped around my cock until Mary Claire had settled against it, then pulled her hand away. "Ooh, God, that feels wonderful," Mary Claire gasped when I was almost fully inside. "You fill me, oh God do you fill me, no wonder Veronica loves you so. Ummm," she continued as she raised up a bit and lowered herself back down. Within a few minutes she had established a rhythm and began to be more vocal with her pleasure moans. The tightness of her pussy was wonderful. I was fighting not to cum too quickly. Veronica must have been having similar thoughts as she lay beside me lightly caressing my chest with her fingers. She gave me a short kiss and giggled, "I'll bet she's tight, wet and wonderful." Looking into Mary Claire's eyes I groaned my answer "She's certainly that and then some. I love what you're doing to me." Mary Claire's face glowed. Veronica sat up, turned Mary Claire's face towards her and kissed her energetically. As they kissed Veronica started to caress Mary Claire's youthful bouncing breasts. A moaning and excited Mary Claire leaned forward with her hands on my shoulders. Her rhythm quickened. After several seconds her pace quickened further until she suddenly stopped, gasped, trembled and collapsed against my chest exhausted from a powerful climax. When she managed to catch her breath a few seconds later, we began a deep open-mouthed kiss as she moved her hips a bit from side to side with me still inside her. "Oh, Scott that was awesome, just awesome. Do you do this to everyone you fuck?" she sighed. "Pretty much," said Veronica. "Did you cum?" asked Mary Claire. "Not yet but I will. Roll off me and let me enter you from on top." I told her. As she lay on her back I moved between her legs, lifted the backs of her knees to my shoulders and entered her again in a series of short in and out movements until I was fully buried in her pussy. "Oh, shit, you've grown four inches, you are soo deep, so deep." As I began to stroke her a bit more quickly her breathing became more ragged. Her hands were clawing at my back while her legs were curled around my neck encouraging me onward. Her moans became more breathy. My legs were starting to feel like rubber but I could care less about the exhaustion starting to overtake my legs. We were both on that age-old animalistic mission. I was pounding her harder and harder into the mattress and the mattress was pushing her back onto me. Her eyes looked wild and her mouth was wide open with only grunts being uttered between massive intakes of air. Just moments before I would have to stop out of sheer fatigue my balls tightened. A second later I began spurting inside her. "Ohhh yesss. I feel you coming, I feel you filling me up, I love the way that feels, God," gasped Mary Claire. Within five seconds the muscles in her pussy clamped hard around my cock as she screamed through her second release. I rolled off her, leaving her between myself and a smiling Veronica. I was done for the night and so was a glassy-eyed Mary Claire. After pulling up the sheets to cover us Veronica kissed Mary Claire on her forehead. She then quietly spoke to Mary Claire, "Welcome to womanhood my dear. Let's not clean-up you or Scott. Let's let the smell of sex remain on our bodies. Since this is your first time, I think it would be nice to experience Scott's sperm oozing out of you throughout the night as a reminder that you're now a woman." "Hmmmm I think I'll like that," cooed an exhausted but happy Mary Claire. Before she turned off the light, Veronica leaned over our lover and gave me a long loving kiss. It was not long before the three of us were sound asleep with Mary Claire being cuddled between us. Any Chance We Could Ch. 28 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the beginning to appreciate this tale. Monday, October 22 Veronica picked up the phone as Ashley and Katrina hurried out the door and Mary Claire was busying herself cleaning up the kitchen. "Hello." "Veronica Bryce please." "This is she," Veronica almost snapped. Just what I need ,another off the wall sales scheme. "This is Evie Graham, Reverend Evie Graham. Carol McDonough asked that I give you a call. She said you needed a minister for your wedding and another ceremony. How can I help?" Feeling more than a little embarrassed for how she'd answered the phone with a minister on the other end Veronica responded in a conciliatory tone, "Oh, I'm sorry for the exasperated tone, I thought I was going to get solicited from a stockbroker calling long distance from Baltimore. Thanks for calling. Yes, Scott and I are getting married on November 16th, we don't have a church home, and my daughter and his daughter would like a 'commitment' or 'civil union' type ceremony on the same day." "Both ceremonies are available from me. I'm a counselor at Washington University as well as an ordained minister. Currently I'm the interim minister of a small open and affirming congregation in West County whose minister is on a study sabbatical until Advent. I'd like you to come to my office and discuss some things. I'm at the church now and I could see you at 11:00 today if you can work that in. I'll also need to meet your fiancé, is he available today?" asked Evie. "I'll have to juggle things a bit, but yes, I'll meet you at eleven. Scott's tied up in business meeting for the next three days and I'll try to have his schedule when I meet with you. Thank you for seeing me on such short notice," Veronica responded. "The church is on the corner of Baxter and Ferndale, and I look forward to meeting you. Bye." Less than five minutes after the call from Reverend Graham, the phone again interrupted her, "Hello." "Hi Veronica this is Marty, is this a good time?" she asked. "Yes and no. I'd like very much to see you and visit with you but for a variety of reasons this day is rapidly filling up. How about Thursday?" apologized Veronica. "I'm going to Kansas City Wednesday and won't be back until Sunday afternoon. Could I come by next Monday?" asked Marty. "Sure, Monday next it is. How are you doing?" "Much better, you gave me a lot of things to think about. I had a good weekend. I look forward to seeing you next week," said Marty. Veronica was about to ask her about 'Cathleen' but the doorbell rang and Mary Claire wasn't in sight, so Veronica told Marty that she had to answer the door and ended the conversation. The UPS lady had two boxes, neither very sizeable. One had the return address of NC, and the other of Dubio. She finally puzzled the NC to NippleCharms and the Dubio box must have been the bikini store. ## "Scott, good morning. You and Emerson each got a large FedEx package from CitiGroup and you got this smaller one from the charity you made the contribution to last May," said Grace entering my office wearing a crisp white blouse, open at the neck, a knee length skirt, hose and black patent three inch heels. "Wow, Grace, I really like the new look," I responded. "Well, maybe sooner than later you won't have to wonder what I'm wearing under this skirt and blouse, you can undress me and more," Grace said winking at me. "Let's look at the larger one first, but call the attorneys and the three of us can sit down with them as soon as they can get here. In case they didn't get a similar package make copies for them please," I directed. After opening one of the Citi packages and looking at the cover letter Grace noted, "The attorneys were copied on the letter. Before making the copies I'll check with Sandra to confirm that they got their package." Scott smiled at her, saying, "Grace, thank you for thinking about that, we do need to keep the number of copies to a minimum." Grace called from my phone and ascertained that they had yet to receive their package and that they would be in our office within the hour. She then called internally and asked for the only clerk she trusted implicitly for confidential matters to come to my office. "Here Angie, please make three copies of the contents please. One is for here and two go to Sandra at the attorney's office." directed Grace. She then sat across from me and opened the smaller envelope. It was an invitation for diamond and platinum level donors to attend a gala in San Francisco this coming Thursday. "Hmm, I'd hate to miss it, but let's see what the Citi offer is first." "Emerson, can you come in with Grace and me?" I asked over his intercom line. Within a minute Emerson was standing in my office openly admiring Grace and asking, "Who is this beautiful woman? Grace, what a pleasant new look, I hope you're keeping it," Emerson smiled. Emerson came around and stood next to my chair reading the cover letter over my shoulder. "Hmm, I see some problems in the first two paragraphs. Have you called our lawyers?" he asked. Handing him the second copy of the main document that was in the package Grace replied, "Yes. They'll be here shortly." "We have a Friday noon deadline to respond. I hope your calendar is clear, we'll need to discuss the stock offer, and details on the salary and pension offers. On the surface it seems generous, but we need to dig through all the attachments to find the 'gotchas'," remarked Emerson. As Emerson was sitting in my guest chair making a second pass through the cover letter and flagging areas of concern, Angie returned with the other original, our mark-up copy and the two additional copies she was about to courier to Sandra. Grace took the mark-up copy from her, gave it to me to start marking and commented, "I guess this means you won't be going to San Francisco," she asked. "What's happening in San Francisco?" Emerson asked as Angie headed off. "Remember the quarter of a mil we gave to that international charity last May?" I responded. "Vaguely, it was your idea, so?" "I got an invitation to a gala for donors of that level in San Francisco this Thursday evening. Now I'd rather not leave while this is still on the table." I paused, looked at Grace and smiled, "Why don't you go Grace? I'll buy you a gown if need be and will you call Veronica to see if she 'might' want to go with you. Charter a jet, leave late Wednesday morning, come back home Friday. Stay until Saturday if you and Veronica wish. Enjoy yourself, be tourists, both of you." I winked at her. With a shiver running up her spine and a touch of dampness between her legs, Grace replied, "I'll call your fiancée now, thank you, that's quite an offer." With a large smile she turned and left. ## As she was carrying the boxes to the kitchen counter, the phone rang. "Hi Veronica, Grace. Without a doubt you are marrying the most wonderful man in the world." "I know, but why did you call to tell me that?" Veronica asked, a little more tersely than intended. "Scott got an invitation to attend a charity gala in San Francisco this Thursday. The Citi offer also came this morning with a noon Friday deadline. So, Scott proposed that I go and represent the firm and to see if you'd like to go as well. I need a gown which he said he would pay for and for us to charter a jet for the trip out and back. We could leave around noon Wednesday and return Friday, or Saturday morning if we want to stay the extra day." As Grace ran out of breath, Veronica responded with a resounding, "Yes!" Grace then asked, "Can we go shopping tonight?" "Yes, of course. Say seven at Saks. I guess this means that Scott doesn't have any daytime holes in his calendar to meet with a minister this week?" "I'm afraid that's right. Does he need to?" asked Grace. "I'm going this morning, I'll find out, but probably not," Veronica replied. After a pause, "If we charter a jet, I guess our departure time is flexible which is good. I have a meeting earlier that morning. If the title rep doesn't take too long or if I can move that meeting up I could be ready to go by eleven-fifteen or eleven-thirty at the latest. It would be nice if we could get to the coast by early afternoon so we would do more sightseeing." "Let's talk about that while we shop," Grace said with positive tone. Shortly after ending that conversation, again the phone rang. "Veronica?" "Yes. Who's this!" spoken more tersely than when she had answered Grace's call. "Dave Hawks. Had a rough morning? You sound a tad tight." Dave remarked. "Oh, sorry. It's one of those mornings where I can't seem to get off the phone." Veronica replied. "I understand those days. Even with Joy covering the phones for me I get caught. I'd like to bring a designer/decorator over to meet with you and Scott for some general guidance. Would Wednesday, mid-morning be okay?" "It'll have to be early Wednesday, say eight, or better still seven-thirty. The title company rep is due at ten and I'm leaving town before noon. If that doesn't work can we make it for sometime next week?" "I'll call Alyssa now and get right back to you," Dave advised. When the phone next rang, Veronica recognized Dave's cell number and answered with a friendly "Hello, Dave." "Veronica, I got in touch with Alyssa and seven-thirty is an issue but eight o'clock Wednesday is good, possibly earlier if traffic goes well for her. We'll see you then." "Thanks, you're quite wonderful. Scott and I appreciate the initiative you've taken on this job," replied Veronica. "I hope I'm not out of line but this is the most scenic job site I've ever had. So scenic I hope I don't become a pest stopping in from time to time," said Dave. "I'll take that as a compliment and tell the girls as well. You're always welcome here," Veronica almost purred. Just as she hung up the phone Mary Claire walked into the kitchen having been in the yard. "Hi, sweetheart," welcomed Veronica, "I have to leave in a few minutes for a meeting and should be back about two. The phone has been ringing all morning. Would you answer it and take messages. The answering machine has gotten unreliable." "I'd be more than happy to. All you need to do is kiss me and caress my ass and I'll do whatever you want. Whatever," She added for emphasis. Veronica embraced the nicely endowed reddish-brown haired young woman, kissing her with an open mouth and caressed her playful ass. "I'm yours," responded Mary Claire. Veronica gathered her purse, phone and keys to one of the rented Mazdas and left with a smile wondering what Mary Claire meant by "whatever" and "I'm yours." ## Grace called the Four Seasons Hotel and booked a Premiere Suite for Wednesday and Thursday nights. They had only one available and she asked for the Romance Package. The Gala was at the Westin St. Francis and the hotel provided local car service and would also pick them up at the airport. She then called Aero Charter at Spirit Airport and scheduled a eleven to noon departure window for Wednesday and a ten to eleven AM departure window from San Francisco on Friday. Flight time was about four hours, so they 'd arrive back in St Louis at about four on Friday. After booking and putting charges on the company AMEX card, she called Veronica to give her the schedule and to explain that in checking her schedule she saw a volunteer commitment on Saturday morning to help Irene, a long time friend, tutor eleven high school students ahead of taking the SATs. These students were from low income families so Grace really wanted to keep her commitment. When Mary Claire answered, Grace was surprised. Neither Veronica nor I had told her about Mary Claire. She gave Mary Claire the flight information and asked that Veronica call her back in the afternoon when she returned. ## Arriving at the church, Veronica found the sign pointing to the office and saw a woman standing in the office doorway talking to a custodian and correctly assumed that it was Evie. Veronica appraised her as she waited for the conversation to end. She visually took in that the female minister was a tall blonde with glasses perched on the end of her nose above her full lips and wide mouth. As the conversation ended she smiled as the visitor awaited her with a wide and warm grin. Evie turned and took a few steps toward Veronica. With a beaming face Evie greeted her with an outstretched hand. "Hi, are you Veronica? I'm Evie Graham." "Yes, I'm Veronica Bryce, and I'm please to meet you Reverend Graham." "Please, just call me Evie. Is your fiancé arriving shortly?" "My fiancé couldn't be here today, or tomorrow either. I have to leave town Wednesday through Friday, perhaps next week?" "That'll work, your wedding is the sixteenth of November as I recall," commented Evie. As Veronica followed her into the office she noticed that Evie had pleasantly full hips and long shapely hose covered legs under her knee length brown skirt. When they had shaken hands, they looked each other in the eye, so Evie was probably the same height as Veronica and both were wearing three inch heels. Just before they entered the office Veronica raised her eyes from looking over the minister's swaying hips to a long but thin decorative mirror to the left of the pastor's study. Her eyes noticed the minister's were looking at hers in the mirror. Ohh my, if she noticed me admiring her, this could be interesting." "Please sit," said Evie indicating a chair on front of the desk. She then sat in the other guest chair crossed her legs, and said "Tell me about you and Scott." "Well," Veronica began after a pause while realizing that either the minister didn't see her or did see her looking but it didn't bother Evie. "We're both divorced and each have a daughter the same age. Scott and I are also the same age. I'm nearly six months older. We met on September 27th at a softball game our daughters were playing against each other. He asked me to drinks and dinner, I fell in love with him that night and he with me. We haven't looked back." "Are your ex-spouses still around or in the picture?" asked Evie. "My ex was killed on a construction site a couple of years after our divorce and Scott's ex, Marty, just reentered our life in the last week. I like her. I'm not threatened if that's your concern. I'm looking forward to Marty taking more of an interest in Katrina's life." Veronica replied. "I usually talk about four topics with couples in pre-marital counseling. Money, expectations, sex and communication. What can you tell me about those?" asked Evie. "Money," Veronica began. "I've been modestly successful in my real estate profession, and Scott and his partner have been very successful in their investment banking firm. In fact, he's not available to meet with you this week because they'll respond positively by the end of the week to an offer to be bought out if they can agree on acceptable terms on a few minor issues. If they sell, Scott will be independently wealthy. He plans on retiring and pursuing his hobby of portrait and artistic photography and loving me." "Expectations. I guess we'll talk those through together with you. I can say that neither of us have an overly romantic view of marriage. Scott accepts me with all my flaws. He's not trying to make me into someone different. I'm accepting of him in the same way. I know, and I believe Scott does too, that we'll need to work at our marriage and allow each other to have their own personality. Having been in failed marriages I believe we're both more grounded in the realities of marriage than if we were eighteen or twenty-one marrying for the first time." Evie nodded several times as Veronica spoke. Though Veronica would stop talking for seven or so seconds the minister didn't say anything, letting Veronica fill the void. Veronica smiled, "As for sex, I don't know where to begin or what you expect me to say. Scott is a gentle, considerate lover, and we rarely have our hands off each other. We make love daily, at least once, usually more often. When we met he confessed a simple hose and high heel fetish that I have worked to fulfill for him. Communication. Well there isn't anything I won't discuss with Scott, nor he with me. We have had no serious disagreements. Where we have disagreements it's been on minor issues and we accept that there'll be differences." "Thank you Veronica for the quick insight into yourself. We all have disagreements with our spouses, family members and others who are close to us. By the very nature of them being close to us, differences and frustrations can escalate and magnify arguments. Honest and open communication is critical, and we'll return to that topic when I meet with both of you, but I'll say this now and when we return to this topic, it's important that a husband and wife agree that there will be disagreements regularly and that when disagreements arise they will disagree agreeably." "Agree to disagree agreeably….hmmm, I like that," Veronica smiled. She was feeling increasingly comfortable with this person. She noticed no negative facial expression or body language from Evie when she admitted to having frequent sex with Scott prior to marriage. "I noticed your ring. That's your engagement ring? Can I see it?" Veronica held out her hand, and Evie leaned over to look at it. "It's beautiful and stunning. He must love you a lot to give you something that special," remarked Evie. "I'm special, so is he, so are Ashley and Katrina, our daughters." As the minister nodded her head Veronica continued enthusiastically, "I'll give you an example. The day after we met and had dinner, Scott told his partner that he was through working 14 to 16 hour days, seven days a week. He had met me and was going to spend as much time as I would give him to romance me. Since that day he's attended all the girls' softball games, we have eaten lunch together almost every day and he's been home for dinner every night since he moved in after his house was destroyed. And he stays home." "Tell me something about your daughters. Carol and you both mentioned that they wanted a commitment ceremony in the sense of a marriage. A 'civil union' if you will. You know that Missouri doesn't recognize same sex marriage, don't you?" asked Evie. "Yes, I know that. Scott and I know from their behavior and comments that they want to be bound together by a formal ceremony of some sort. They have no idea what to do to initiate it or where to turn. So Scott and I would like to surprise them on our wedding day with this option." Veronica replied. "I would expect to do some premarital counseling with them too. Though some of it could be done after the ceremony, I still would want to talk to them to be satisfied of the depth of their love and commitment. I will do ceremonies, whether it is a marriage or civil union, only when I'm confident that both parties are serious about their relationship and the commitment they are making to each other and before God. Hmmm a surprise…I like surprises like you're suggesting. Depending on how the conversations would go with them, the essence of premarital counseling could be done through general visits and conversations. I'm confident that I could satisfy myself on the depth of their commitment from two or three visits. Did they know each other prior to your meeting Scott and was it through them that you meet your fiancé?" asked Evie. "First, neither Scott nor I would expect you to change your standards. No. The girls didn't know each other before Scott and I met, but they are now truly in love and inseparable. They share a bedroom and a bed. They have unspoken communications with each other that screams that they are in love. Ashley, my daughter, and Scott love each other and Katrina, Scott's daughter, and I love each other, we have become a melded, loving family. Ashley has asked if I would be upset if she changed her name to Appleton, as will I on our wedding day. I hope that we'll be able to keep the ceremony a surprise event that I hope you'll agree to officiate. They're receiving celebratory rings at our ceremony and at their ceremony they will bestow gold wedding bands on each other which they don't know we've bought. I plan on asking Katrina's mother to give her away along with her father." Veronica explained. Any Chance We Could Ch. 28 "Does Katrina's mother know that she is gay and in a gay relationship?" Evie asked. "While she may have noticed a clue or two when she visited, no she doesn't know that Katrina is in a relationship with Ashley. Neither of the girls is gay as such as they both have interests in men." Then Veronica laughed, "They are so similar in their tastes that they are both interested in going after the same two men." "Unless you knew she already accepted her daughter's relationship with another woman, you may be wise to consider the possibility that Marty will react negatively to the participation you have suggested," Evie offered. "Marty may well react strongly against her daughter being in a lesbian relationship." Veronica nodded her head and had a thoughtful expression on her face. "You're right. I haven't thought about Marty reacting negatively. Now that I think about it, Katrina is anxious about her mother's reaction." "It sounds like they are not gay, which is not unusual. There are some women who are strictly gay. Many women are strictly heterosexual. There are also a good number who are at various points along the continuum between the two points. Though we use the term bi-sexual to describe them, there are various degrees of bi-sexuality. There are those who like men but will enjoy women in the right circumstance. There are those who enjoy both sexes more or less equally and there are those who tend to prefer women." Evie paused to take a drink of bottled water while looking at Veronica's body language and facial expression. Putting the bottle down she continued, "There are women who tend to prefer women being with another woman but are also highly aroused by the right man. Katrina and Ashley may be in the middle or towards the side of the continuum that prefers women." "I haven't given that much thought," Veronica nodded. "Before we talk about how I can connect with Ashley and Katrina, do you have pictures of them?" Evie asked. With a glow on her face Veronica produced several modest and bathing suit pictures Scott had taken of them. After talking about how to do the counseling surreptitiously, the conversation meandered along with Evie asking questions and Veronica providing answers. Eventually Evie asked, "Is one of you dominant or assertive in your sex life?" "I am to a degree, but Scott is far from being subservient, nor would I want him to be. I have my fetishes and Scott has his and we not only affirm the other's fetish but both work to fulfill the other's too. Neither of us has a dom/sub fetish with one tying the other to the bed or humiliating the other. Why do you ask?" Evie stood and moved to perch her butt on the front of the desk three feet from Veronica. "First, dom/sub relationships do not necessarily involve humiliation, bondage and abuse. They're more about who's in control and to what extent. You'd be surprised in how many marriages where there is a woman dominating the bedroom. I've found that in marriages with a dominant woman the female usually has a very fulfilling sex life, without a reduction of her partner's sexual fulfillment," responded Evie. "Of course there are some women who find fulfillment in being dominated by their husband." "I can't imagine having a more satisfying sex life than I have now," Veronica responded. "I appreciate how you feel satisfied." She paused and with her eyes locked on Veronica's she continued quietly for emphasis, "Before we came into the office I noticed that you were admiring my body, a complement for which I thank you." After Veronica nodded her head Evie took off her reading glasses, and then softly yet forthrightly continued with a firm tone, "A moment ago you hinted that you and Scott have had others in your bed. Since you were looking at me, and given your comfort with your daughters' love for one another, I assume that that those other partners were female." "Yes," Veronica smiled and nodded. Evie grinned a little, picked up her glasses and the note pad she had been using. She silently read her notes, took off her glasses and looked at Veronica for a moment. "If Scott were with you today I'd have finished with having you both doing a simultaneous survey, one of you on the office computer and one on my laptop. It's a survey to help guide our future discussions on a range of things from money to sex, from daily habits to desires and dreams. In your case Veronica, while the survey will flush out details, and while I may be wrong, just from our conversation and other nonverbal signs I suspect I know you." When Veronica didn't say anything, Evie smiled, "If I had to boil it down, into a short description, and if I'm wrong here, please correct me. I have concluded that Veronica is a confident, well organized, vivacious, personable and generous woman who has an excellent mind and loves freely. She is passionate about life. Her fiancé whom she adores is the focus of her life. Veronica is a sensuous woman who is eager to explore her sexuality, not unthinkingly but thoughtfully. She loves sex and has become increasingly comfortable with her bi-sexuality. Though a handsome man may interest her, Veronica's interests skew towards women, many of whom she is willing to share with her husband. I believe that she has a fetish for young women, and has enjoyed being the aggressor. If Ashley and Katrina are not yet your lovers, I wouldn't be surprised if they are in your bed in the near future." Silence filled the office. Veronica was so stunned how Evie had accurately described her, that all she could ask was, "How did you conclude all that about me?" Evie laughed, "Your confidence is indicated in how you walked towards me, in your handshake, how you sat down, and above all in how you spoke and what you so quickly shared. Only a confident person who is comfortable with themselves would share what you shared and hint at what you hinted. Your intelligence is evidenced in our conversations. Your generosity and indications of your interest in being organized has come out as you talked about your home and professional life." Veronica nodded that she understood. Evie continued, "Veronica, in a variety of ways you are signaling that you are a sexual tigress on the prowl and that you love having sex with either males or females. You are not only meticulous in how you dress, but the length of your skirt and the tightness of your blouse send signals. Your bi-sexuality is evident in how you looked at me and in the hints you gave. When you showed me the pictures of your daughters I saw in your eyes and facial expression that you desire them. When you showed me the group picture of the girls in bikinis by the pool your hand twitched and your breathing changed a little which gave me a clue to your fetish." "I didn't know that I was that obvious," Veronica quietly interjected with some embarrassment. "Don't worry, you weren't that obvious. I have some understanding as to what signs to note." Evie smiled and patted Veronica's hand. "I could go into more detail, but let me ask this, Veronica, are you aware that since entering this office that your skirt has shifted noticeably higher to the welt on your stockings and that two more buttons on your blouse are undone?" "I knew about one button, but I…." "I understand, and again thank you for the complement by showing interest." Evie moved back to sit in the other guest chair. As she sat she crossed her legs in an exaggerated fashion catching Veronica's eyes looking up her skirt. "Yes, I too am wearing stockings. My husband enjoys them as much as your fiancé does. It seems that in several areas we have similar tastes." Evie paused a moment to grin before she continued, "Veronica, given your interest in having other women as playmates, I would encourage you to give thought to being more sexually assertive in your home, particularly in your bedroom. Though you may not have explored your dominant bent, I suspect it's there. Your female playmates need to know that this is your turf and marriage, and that you are in control, not them. Through your control you can make it clear that your husband is securely yours and you are firmly his. A good number of secure self-confident men are willing to allow their wives to be the dominant partner or the aggressor, particularly when she is bringing other women into their bed." "As I said I'm satisfied with my sex life now, and though I'm not sure the dominant role is me, I'll give it some thought." Veronica quietly confessed. "If you change your mind, let me know, I'll be glad to help you bring it about. Can you, Scott, Katrina and Ashley attend a worship service and a brunch here Sunday? Our services start at 9:30 and finish around 10:40." "I suppose. If we can't I'll call you back, okay?" "I look forward to meeting your family next Sunday then," concluded Evie as she rose and took Veronica's warmly hand in hers. "I hope I didn't embarrass you admiring your physical attributes or by looking up your skirt, but honestly, you are very attractive and appealing. Your husband is a fortunate man," concluded Veronica still holding Evie's hand. "Honestly, Veronica, I purposely hoped you'd look when I crossed my legs. I like you and you too are appealing. On Sunday I know you'll wear something that flatters you. The next time you come to the office, you can feel free to wear a shorter skirt if that's your desire. Whatever you wear I know you'll dress as nicely as today. In fact I'll wear something shorter as well," responded Evie with a slight squeeze of Veronica's hand before releasing it. As Veronica started the car she was processing what had transpired. She was amazed that Reverend Graham had captured so much about her from their conversation, tone of voice, dress and her body language. Did she just tell me to wear a mini-skirt the next time we visit? And she would too? As she sat at the second red light she spoke aloud, "I really like Evie. If I had had a minister like her way back when, I doubt I'd have stopped going to church. I really hope that we can become friends, and maybe more than just friends. I think I'll shop for one or two new skirts or dresses while in San Francisco." ## On the way back home Veronica stopped at Cindy's apartment to help her gather some information for the credit card fraud her roommate had committed. Cindy was surprised to see Veronica and excitedly embraced her after Veronica stepped into the small apartment. Veronica again noticed that the furniture was aged and in poor shape. The faded and discolored paint caused her to wonder when the landlord last painted the apartment. Cindy's remaining roommate, Maddie, was there too. Maddie told Veronica in no uncertain terms that she didn't like it one bit that Cindy probably wouldn't be renewing her lease in January. "It's your fault, what are you going to do to help me out?" "Young lady, I don't appreciate your tone of voice with me. What have you done to help Cindy? You haven't paid your share of this month's rent, or of last month's either. No one owes you anything. Frankly I don't care if you're angry with me. If you lose the apartment, it's your own fault. Cindy is whom I care for. Cindy is the one I'll help. The lease ends on December 31st and I have paid the rent in full until then. Therefore Miss Sassy 'the world owes me', you'd best start looking for a new place to live in January and a new roommate or roommates. Cindy certainly won't be around for you to leach off of any longer. It's time for you to get a life and grow up," Veronica sternly replied. Maddie gave Veronica a cold nasty look and stomped off to her bedroom, slamming the door. "Are you working tonight?" Veronica asked Cindy. "Yes, every night this week, I'll be off at midnight on Friday and have to go back at four in the afternoon on Sunday," she replied. "Come to my house Friday after work and spend the weekend with us," replied Veronica. "Let's go to your bedroom, I want some privacy to talk to you." After reaching her bedroom and closing the door, Veronica said, "Now I think you've borrowed money from two other friends as well as Mary Claire. I tried to pay Mary Claire but she asked that I donate it to the animal shelter, so you're settled with her, now who else did you tell me last Friday?" "I owe Connie four hundred and Shirley about six hundred … I think it's five hundred and ninety," replied Cindy. "Are these ladies you work with?" Veronica asked. Cindy nodded her head. "So they might be home now, or at least available for me to speak to. Do you have their numbers?" Veronica tried to reach both but neither was available, so she wrote down their addresses and the amounts before helping Cindy gather several months of credit card statements. "Even if it takes me several years to do it, I'll repay you and Scott for all the money you've loaned me to pay off the credit cards and my friends," Cindy sincerely promised with tears of gratitude in her eyes. "There's no need to cry Cindy," Veronica said as she wiped the tears from Cindy's eyes and hugged her before continuing. "Neither Scott nor I expect a penny to be paid back. Family freely helps family. That's the way the Appleton family works. We're doing only what a family does to freely help out another family member at their moment of need to recover. Let me be clear about this, Cindy none of this is a loan. It's a gift freely given in love." "What have I done to deserve this?" Cindy said as she started to cry again. "You have done nothing to earn this. You are part of our family, that's all the qualification you need. We love you and you love us." Veronica turned Cindy's head towards hers. Her head turned slightly as their lips drew closer. Both women moaned quietly as they lovingly kissed each other. After passionately kissing Cindy in the privacy of her bedroom, Veronica left, calling Grace while on the way. When she finished speaking with Grace Veronica's mind returned to Cindy. She really enjoyed having the girl around. She could not put her finger on it but there was something about Cindy that captivated and excited her. Arriving home she found Katrina, Ashley and Mary Claire sitting on loungers on the pool deck laughing and obviously enjoying each other's company. Veronica joined them and brought them up to date on her forthcoming trip to San Francisco and the church service on Sunday. Mary Claire reported that Grace had called with the return on Friday rather than Saturday and that I had called and told her not to expect me for dinner, but that I would not be too late either. Veronica thanked Mary Claire for the message and then mentioned that she had just spoken with Grace too. Mary Claire offered to make dinner and after a brief discussion, Katrina and Ashley offered to help. As they started in the kitchen Veronica went upstairs to look through her closet for a suitable cocktail dress for Thursday night. She decided on the long black halter top one she'd worn to the club last month, the same one that Carol had been photographed in. I'll try it on tonight with lace top thigh highs and dark plum satin four inch heels and get Scott's opinion. She changed into a fuller skirt with tan garter hose, one of her thigh highs had gotten a runner and two inch slides and after writing checks to Connie and Shirley she went back downstairs to join the girls. After eating the wonderful meal Mary Claire prepared, Veronica excused herself to meet Grace at Saks. "Anyone want to tag along?' she asked. "Any of you are welcome." "Sure," they all answered. "Put on nice blouses and skirts, heels too. Mary Claire I'm sure the girls will have something that'll fit you. Ten minutes." Veronica replied. As they were riding to the store, Katrina, who was in the front seat, said that she'd noticed Veronica looking at cars on the internet. "Are you going to get a new car?" "This is a rental and yes we're looking at having new cars. Dad's is too small for a family of four and mine is five years old. We'll probably purchase several new cars. Dad wants us to have reliable transportation. He figures if he gets the same brand from one dealership that we'll get a better deal and service as well. I guess he may be right, I've never experienced buying a personal 'fleet' of cars before." "Fleet, really?" remarked Ashley. "When" "Sometime after our honeymoon and before Christmas, but certainly before the end of the year," Veronica replied. As they pulled into the parking lot, she stopped at the curbside mailbox and dropped the envelopes in the slot. Grace had just arrived and as they were walking into the mall Katrina introduced Mary Claire as a close friend. The girls split off, heading to the other end of the mall and Veronica and Grace went towards the designer evening wear department at Saks. "I'm really looking forward to spending time with you Veronica, I hope it's mutual," remarked Grace on the escalator. "Count on it, you beautiful woman, count on it," replied Veronica squeezing Grace's hand briefly. "Do you have any style in mind?" asked Veronica. Grace thought something tight and slinky that you'll see the stocking tops outlined against the fabric then said "Low cut top, mid-knee to a bit longer fitted skirt, in a light color with beading on the top and lots of bare shoulder. And you?" "I have a long black dress at home that's split in the front and open in the back, but I'm open to looking at other long dresses too," replied Veronica as they were approached by two salesladies who were in the same general age bracket as Veronica and Grace. "My partner and I are looking for gowns to attend a gala in San Francisco and we're leaving day after tomorrow at noon, so I guess there won't be a lot of time for alterations. Please show us something that's long, revealing and sexy for me and mid-length and sexy for Grace," explained Veronica. She noticed that her implication was not caught by Grace but was by the salesladies. The quick kiss she gave Grace and wishing her happy hunting reinforced the implication that they were a couple. They were led separately to different racks and Veronica was shown four very revealing gowns, two black, one dark lavender and the other a wine color. Veronica tried on the fine satin dark lavender dress. The front was split to just below her naval with a pearl clasp holding the sides about three inches apart just below her breasts and the cowl neckline ended just at her lower back. Obviously a no bra, no pantyhose type of dress. After putting it on and stepping out of the dressing room, "Just what I was looking for, do you think it needs any alterations?' Veronica asked. "With the side split as high as it is I'd recommend a light lavender lace top stocking that will accent your wonderful legs. I don't see many women in garter stockings, they're very sexy. You're a gorgeous woman, your partner's quite fortunate, you're both quite fortunate. Do you have heels for this dress? If not, I can show you some satin heels that we'll dye to match the dress color." "Yes, I'd like to try a ten and a half medium with a four inch heel. Could you have them dyed in time for Wednesday morning and do you have a selection of hosiery?" asked Veronica. "I'll get both now for your approval and I'll deliver the shoes to you tomorrow at noon. Do you want to know the price of the dress?" "Not really, I like it, so the price isn't a consideration," replied Veronica. "Here's my card, would you ask for me next time you shop this department, please." Veronica was still outside the fitting room a just as Grace's saleswoman opened the drapes on her fitting room and caught her breath as she looked at Grace in a stunning gold lame' knee-length creation. The neck scooped to a fitted bodice that revealed a good bit of Grace's creamy breasts, the straight skirt was well-fitted with a deep kick pleat and emphasized her shapely ass and hips. No saddle bags there, thought Veronica. Any Chance We Could Ch. 28 "Grace, it's perfect!" said Veronica as she approached her. As she reached her she whispered in Grace's ear, "You make me wet, very fucking wet." "Thanks, that was kinda the idea," Grace whispered back. Then in a normal voice, "Don't you think a pair of hose that have gold highlights and black strappy sandals would look nice with this?" Just as Veronica was about to reply the saleswoman returned saying, "We don't have any pantyhose with gold highlights, but we do have lace top garter hose with a sandal foot heel and toe that'll work with open toed shoes." "Perfect," Grace and Veronica said in unison. We'll go to my favorite shoe store tomorrow and get you some heels. I need to bring the girls to get shoes for the wedding. Do you need any alterations?" "No, it fits as if it were made for me. You?" asked Grace "I'll know as soon as my heels get here. I see her bringing them now." Veronica slipped them on and stood in front of the mirror to check the hem length while Grace checked out her ass. "I think this one was made for me too," smiled Veronica. "I think the stocking color is perfect, and I have a lavender garter belt that'll work." After changing, they met back at the register and Grace was surprised when the total was over $7,000.00. Veronica handed the saleswoman her Amex card without any surprise in her expression and said rhetorically, "I think she's worth every penny, don't you?" This time Grace caught the implication and smiled. "Do you want to take these tonight, or do you want me to deliver both to you with the shoes tomorrow?" "Tomorrow will be fine," said Veronica. They held hands after they turned and walked away from two smiling saleswomen who had just earned nice commissions for what usually would have been a slow night of the week. As they entered the mall Grace laughed, "This is the first time I've ever pretended to have a female lover." Squeezing her hand Veronica smiled, "Who said that we're pretending. Didn't I just announce to those salesladies that we're lovers?" Grace blushed and grinned at that response. Veronica called Katrina and told her that she was ready to leave and to meet them at the same door they'd entered. As they walked to that entrance hand-in-hand Evie's comment about dominance played in Veronica's mind. She may be right, without thinking I took control and have been in the assertive position with Grace. Veronica didn't know whether to be troubled or excited by her observation. After being joined by the girls Veronica drew Grace into her arms and the two exchanged a lingering kiss alongside the car. As Grace was walking away smiling, Ashley said, "She's a sexy woman Mom, I'd like to share a kiss or more with her." "Anything's possible," was Veronica's response. After getting in the car Katrina leaned over and ran her hand up Veronica's leg and stuck her fingers under her wet panties. "Wow, are you ever wet. I think Mom's found a new pussy to conquer," laughed Katrina licking her fingers as she looked at Ashley in the back seat. "We'll see. Let's plan on wedding shoe shopping tomorrow afternoon, okay?" "At Sharon's shoe store?" asked Ashley. "I won't mind seeing her again, perhaps more than just looking at her." "She's the one you had begging Dad to fuck her last week, isn't she?" asked Katrina. "Begging Scott to fuck her, really. I guess I can imagine that. He's a good lover," sighed Mary Claire. "Can I come with you?" "Of course you can, and I think I've got just the panties for us to wear in the UPS delivery at home." After walking in the door, Veronica lifted her skirt and thumbed her panties down and off. "That's better, those were too wet," she sighed. With that Mary Claire took her hand and led her to the couch in the den. "Sit, I'll fix that" said Mary Claire. Veronica sat on the edge of the cushion and Mary Clair knelt and spread the older woman's legs and used her thumbs to spread her labia. She began to tenderly lick from her asshole to her clit, settling on her hardened nub with her swirling tongue. As Veronica began to buck her hips Mary Claire put her tongue in her vagina and wiggled it for a moment then resumed licking her slit. Mary Claire inserted two then three fingers curled inward and massaged the inside of Veronica's vagina with her finger tips. In a few seconds Veronica strongly came, pulling Mary Claire's head tightly to her pussy. As she came down and relaxed her legs, Mary Claire sat back on her heels and asked, "Better." "Oh, God, thanks, and what are you two smiling about?" she asked Ashley and Katrina. "We knew the minute she started that you'd love that. She does that well doesn't she?" "You've done that a lot, haven't you?" breathlessly asked Veronica. "I've been practicing for over four years, yes," grinned Mary Claire Katrina sat next to Veronica, lightly kissed her neck and massaged her breasts through the blouse. Ashley offered her hand to Mary Claire, pulled her up, embraced her and licked her mother's juices off her face. "Wow, I needed that. Now where were we?" Veronica asked. "Talking about how horny Grace had gotten you. And what are the UPS packages in the kitchen?" asked Katrina. "Oh, yes they came this morning and I haven't had a chance to open them. They're for us and any of our friends we'd like to share them with." said Veronica. They opened the NippleCharms first and Ashley was the first to bare her breasts and try on a pair of dangles. "Cool," she said shaking her breasts causing the dangles to dance. "These are neat." Katrina unwrapped a pair of the lace and pearl panties. "Oh, my God are these sexy, and I'll bet the pearls against my clit will be incredible when I walk." As she was saying this she thumbed her thong to the floor and stepped into a pair and with a little adjustment got one string into her slit and the other string against her labia. She walked across the room holding her skirt up while the lustful eyes of the three women followed her. "Let's wear these tomorrow when we go to Sharon's. She'll hyperventilate. Is Grace coming with us? If she is let's take a pair for her too," grinned Ashley. Holding up light pink object her smile grew, "Is the butt plug for me?" "For now, yes sweetheart. You're the one always talking about Scott sticking things up your ass," wryly said Veronica. "If you want me to, I'll do that too," giggled Mary Claire while looking at Veronica who was not sure how to respond. "What's in this box," asked Katrina pointing to the one from Duboi. "Bikinis," let's take a look said Veronica lifting the box. Using a pair of scissors she began to open the box then noticed the spiral notebook that had been underneath it. "Who's is this?" She asked opening it. "Mine," said Mary Claire. "It's one of my sketch books." Veronica had opened it to a page with a pencil head sketch that she immediately recognized as Scott. Flipping through she saw many wonderful head and full body sketches of the rest of her family as well as a lot of other men and women. She also noticed sketches of parts of buildings and rooms. "These human figure sketches are wonderful, why aren't you in art school?" she asked. "I managed to fritter away my academics my Junior and Senior years and now can't go to college because of my poor grades," replied Mary Claire. "There's gotta be a way we can get you into a school to hone this talent. You're very good, we can't let this ability go to waste. I'll talk to Scott about it. I'm really impressed. Why haven't your parents explored some possibilities?" asked Veronica. "I told you about them. They don't really care about me, any more questions? I love to draw, and I'd like to paint as well. Do you really want to help me?" asked Mary Claire with a tear in her eye. "Yes, we do," said Veronica as she embraced and lightly kissed Mary Claire. "Now on to the bikinis." Veronica took out the packages of colorful strings, each one of which had a sketch of a model wearing the contents. "Oh, wow, "said Ashley. "It's like Cindy's suit, only less. Why so many?" "I thought that after the pool and hot tub are renovated we could offer our guests the opportunity to be exhibitionists, like we've all become," said Veronica. "Like we've all become what?" I asked as I came in from the garage. "Exhibitionists," said Veronica as she threw her arms around me and passionately kissed me. I was treated to a similar greeting by Ashley and Mary Claire. Katrina wrapped one arm around me and with her other hand guided my hand down to her pussy. "What's in your pussy?" I asked. "Take a look," was Katrina's response as she raised her skirt and spread her legs. "Looks good enough to eat, and I skipped dessert at dinner. Are you joining us tonight, Kitten?" I asked. "Not tonight, Ashley and I have some things we want to talk about, but I'm sure Mary Claire and Mom will put on a pair for your entertainment, that is if you beg long enough," smiled Katrina. "Can I sleep with you tonight?" asked Mary Claire. "Of course you can. Will you show Scott the wonderful thing you did with your finger tips?" asked Veronica. "Why are we hanging around here, let's get to bed. I've had a long and not hard day. Katrina's pussy fixed the hard part," I laughed. As we walked up the stairs I kept my hand under Katrina's skirt on her bare ass. I kissed and caressed her before she turned into her bedroom. Of course Ashley wanted equal time and had pushed her panties down while I'd been kissing Katrina. As we were getting undressed Veronica told me about Mary Claire's sketchbook and her artistic talent. Since she had the sketchbook with her I flipped through it quickly. When I finished leafing through the book I looked at Mary Claire and told her that she was talented. She beamed at the compliment. As I climbed into bed with a beautiful nude creature snuggled against either side of me, Veronica asked Mary Claire to tell me what she had done this afternoon. "Simple. In almost every vagina is an extra sensitive spot called the 'G spot'. The tissue feels a bit rougher and it is almost as sensitive as the clitoris when stimulated. I finger fucked Veronica this afternoon with my fingers slightly curled and touched her G-spot which I discovered is little to the right of center. Mine's to the left. Gee, that sounded rather clinical, didn't it," Mary Claire said. "I guess, but let me try to find this wonderful spot," I said as I slid down and between my fiancée's spread legs. I began kissing Veronica's clit. After a few minutes, I inserted one then two fingers into her flooding vagina, and sure enough felt a slightly rough spot. As I continued to caress it with my finger tips Veronica's hips came up. After several more minutes she pulled my face into her pussy and came, saying, "God, that's it, ohhhh yes, that's so good, so fucking good!" She aggressively pulled my face up and with a lustful look and demanding voice commanded, "Now stick your cock in me and make me cum again." I positioned myself in her entrance. I started to slowly enter her but she'd have none of that. With her legs and arms she drew me rapidly into her. Her urgency and desire fueled mine as I thrust back and forth. Her hips rose to meet mine. Her sweat was causing her forehead to shine in the soft pink light cast by the bedside lamps. After she came I asked her to turn over so I could enter her from behind. As she turned over and as I entered her, her left hand touched Mary Claire's hips. Mary Claire knew what my fiancée desired and positioned her nicely trimmed pussy before her face. With little fanfare Veronica groaned lustfully as she lowered her face into Mary Claire's pussy. Mary Claire moaned with pleasure as Veronica feasted away. Between grunts from my hitting her cervix, Veronica licked eagerly, and then inserted her fingers to find that magical spot. As she massaged the inside of Mary Claire's vagina she fervently sucked on her clit. As Veronica's pussy started to undulate and signal she was about to cum, Mary Claire began humping her hips into Veronica's face. Mary Claire began moaning and said, "Ooh, that's it' that's it, mmm, bite, suck harder, oohhh God that's good, mmm." As Mary Claire came, Veronica lifted her mouth from her pussy and came as well. I kept pounding into her. Seconds later I gushed into Veronica's womb as her final quivering was abating. Out of breath I pulled out and fell beside her. As our collective breathing returned to normal, Mary Claire said, "Let me suck you hard. I want you to fuck me." I rolled on my back. As Mary Claire took me into her mouth Veronica began to passionately kiss me, I was hard in no time. "Can I be on top?" Mary Claire asked. Without waiting for an answer she straddled me and slowly impaled herself on my cock. As she slowly rode me I reached to her shoulders and pulled her lovely nipples to my mouth, her hair cascading down on my face. Veronica began caressing Mary Claire's ass and when her left nipple was free, took it into her mouth. Mary Claire began bouncing more rapidly up and down, straightening her back with her tits bouncing in her rhythm. Several times she seated me deeply in her and wildly rotated her hips before riding me with a growing fury. Her long hair flailed as she danced and moaned with pleasure. As I grasped her hips with both my hands, Veronica began fingering her clit. "Ooh, GOD, OOH GOD, OHH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," she screamed before she came. Her screaming continued right through her orgasm. When it was over she collapsed on my chest, covering my face with her mane. "You sexy, sexy, wonderful people, I love you. Adopt me, marry me, make me yours, anything, make me yours, make me a part of your life," she cried with tears in her eyes. "Both of you can have me anyway you want, just allow me to be a part of your lives and family." I rolled her between us and began kissing her as Veronica wrapped her arm around her and grasped a breast and kissed the back of her neck. "We'll discuss that in the near future, you sweet woman. Thank you for caring for us," said Veronica. After calming down a bit, all three of us, Veronica began to tell me more of Mary Claire's unrevealed artistic talent. After she finished, I said, "I still have connections at the WU Art School let me see what I can do." "Let's not shower now," said Mary Claire. "I want to wake up smelling our sex, just as I did this morning." She paused and then tears formed in her eyes, "Thank you for loving me." Mary Claire turned toward Veronica, kissing her and I moved against her back. Mary Claire was soon sound asleep. Veronica and I also fell into a very satisfied but slightly troubled sleep. Any Chance We Could Ch. 29 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the beginning to appreciate this tale. Tuesday, October 23 I awoke to the delight of having moist lips around my cock. Before opening my eyes I lay there absorbing and enjoying the wonderful wake-up call. As I opened my eyes they focused up the gleaming brown eyes of Katrina. "Mmm, you taste good. Is it Mom or Mary Claire?" she asked. "Both. Come up here and kiss me," I said as I lightly pulled her arm. After crawling up into my arms, we wrapped our arms around each other and longingly kissed each other. "I love you, Katrina," I breathed quietly as we ended the kiss. "And I love you. Now let's go shower shall we?" "Don't use all the hot water pleasuring each other in there," said Veronica as she stood in the doorway clothed in a satin wrap and holding a cup of fresh coffee. Though Katrina and I had a short hygiene-focused shower my eyes still enjoyed looking at her youthful body. Just before we exited, I spun her around to face me. As the spray cascaded over her shoulder to hit my chest and cascade down between us, my hand moved over her pussy to her clit which was particularly sensitive this morning. She too must have had a wonderful evening of making love to her lover. As I played with her clit and moved two fingers within her she moaned with pleasure. When our kiss ended she held her head against my chest as I brought her to a rather quick orgasm. As I tossed Katrina a plush tan towel and grabbed one myself, Veronica and a still groggy Mary Claire who had been awakened by Veronica sucking her breasts squeezed past us to take their shower. My daughter and I continued to lovingly dry each other as we entered the bedroom. Ashley came in as Katrina was toweling her hair by the full length mirror. "Hey, what'd I miss?" "Just a shower," I replied. "And probably your finger up my ass," retorted Ashley who had that freshly showered look herself. "Later then?" "Of course," I answered as she wrapped one arm around my neck and one hand around my cock. "You feel soo nice, all warm and soapy smelling. I love you, Dad." With that she took her lover's hand and led her back to their room to dress for the day. After eating breakfast, Ashley and Katrina left for classes. Ten minutes later Mary Clair left saying she was going to go by her house to get some clothes. The house was suddenly quiet as Veronica and I enjoyed coffee on the deck, snuggled against each other in the morning coolness. My eyes took in the morning mist rising from the creek which ran about a hundred yards beyond the deck. "I met with Evie, Reverend Evie Graham yesterday. She's the minister who's going to marry us," Veronica said between sips of coffee. She put down her cup before continuing, "I was quite impressed with her, intellectually as well as physically. After our two hour discussion she pretty much nailed my character. We're all going to a worship service and a brunch at her church on Sunday. I wrote down the time and location, I'll find it later." "I'm not really interested in going to church," I moaned. "Dressed up sitting in a room with others, many of whom have a self-righteous attitude and listening to some moralizing drivel is not my idea of enjoying a Sunday. I'd much rather relax, sleep-in, have a little fun before getting up, and have a good breakfast before watching a football game." My fiancée smiled in a disarming manner, "Scott, it's only right that we visit her church if we're going to have her marry us. I think you'll be surprised by Reverend Graham. She doesn't strike me as the moralizing lecture kind. Besides, it'll do our souls some good to reflect on the higher values of life and to give thanks for the beauty we see all around us." "You're right," I nodded. "She wants to meet you and both the girls," Veronica continued. I held my tongue as well as repressing a groan. I really didn't want to be around any minister any longer than necessary. I'd been around several "men of the cloth" over the years who seemed more interested in giving me answers to questions I wasn't asking. Most of these men seemed to be more interested in getting me "saved" whatever "saved" meant by their definition and getting me to give 10% or more of my income in gratitude for them "saving my soul." As Veronica continued talking I reminded myself to trust her judgment that this one was different. My skeptical side said, 'Right, just keep one hand over your wallet.' I had missed some of what my love had just said, but as I tuned back in she was talking about her session with the Reverend. "She asked about sex, money, expectations and ... communication. Yesterday we talked at length on all four topics. She wasn't judgmental, just very perceptive. When I'd run out of things to say, she'd wait for me to fill the void. Great interview technique. I guess she'll schedule another session with you or us. I'm confident that you'll like her." concluded Veronica. "I'm looking forward to meeting her, but I didn't think I'd be doing it after a church service I attended." As soon as I said it I knew I was trying to justify myself and should change topics, "Did you and Grace get gowns last night? I understand that you're leaving just before noon Wednesday and'll be back late afternoon on Friday. I guess Grace explained why she couldn't stay until Saturday." She nodded, "It would have been nice to stay until Saturday." After a moment of silence my curiosity got the better of me. "Are you going to seduce her, or is she going to seduce you?" "While I think the seduction's going to be mutual, part of me would like to control how and when it'll happen. When we were shopping I implied, no that's wrong, I more than implied, that she was my lover and I was the dominant one in the relationship. Scott, I can't explain it but the thought of seducing your executive secretary excites me. I'm not sure what excites me more, the idea of being her first female lover, or being able to take control of her...she seems so willing to be dominated, or the thought of making love to her and then presenting her to you to fuck. Whatever it is, possibly it's all three, I was so wet when I got home, that Mary Claire ate me on the couch. That young lady has a talented tongue and fingers." "Draws well too," I chuckled. "How's the deal coming?" Veronica asked. "Positively, so far. Looks like you and Hazel are going to be stuck with some retired geezers hanging around your homes. There are just a few issues to clarify, but they seem quite anxious to do this deal. They've already met Emerson's demand that there be no more than fifteen percent in Citi stock with a ninety day hold period. The rest would be cash." "I love the idea of having a retired geezer around to pleasure and be pleasured by," she laughed before kissing me lightly. I felt this was the moment to explain something to her that'll become evident in the sale. "I think I should explain some things to you so you'll not be confused when the deal happens." After she nodded her head I continued, "About twelve years ago, both Emerson and I started to annually transfer a small part of the company into the names of our daughters and wives. We gifted small portions as a way to limit inheritance and other taxes if we were die." "I understand. So you're saying that Marty and Katrina will be getting proceeds from the sale. You're telling me this so I won't misunderstand why neither I nor Ashley will have any direct proceeds. Scott, that's entirely understandable," she nodded without showing any anger or disappointment. The more time we spend together the more I love her. "When we divorced, I bought back nearly half of Marty's share. For some reason she didn't want to sell all of it. She still owns just over three and a quarter percent of the company and Katrina almost six percent. They're both going to be millionaires, though that's not saying as much as it used to," I finished with a laugh. "That's great. I am happy for them both, particularly for Marty," she smiled. She must have noticed my expression as she added, "I am happy for her. I think she's a nice woman who made a few poor choices and got burned by them." "I agree with you," I nodded. "But I traded way way up when you came into my life." Veronica laughed as she poked me in the chest, "Nice recovery future husband of mine. Nice ... smooth ... recovery." As she continued to play with my chest she laughed, "I'm not surprised that Marty didn't sell. She wanted to keep some attachment to you. From the way that she was looking at you last week, I can see that she still has some feelings for you." "You needn't worry. You're the love of my life," I quickly assured her. "I know that and Scott. To be honest with you, I don't mind her having feelings for you. I'm secure in our love for each other enough to know that I'm the one who you love with your whole being. ... Oh, before I forget, Dave is bringing by a designer/decorator tomorrow morning at eight, name's Alyssa and I'll ask the title company to send a rep no later than nine. We can get the documents executed before I fly out. I guess you can fund it when you go to the office on Wednesday?" asked Veronica. "Dave, eh. Do you think you'll ever see enough of him?" I grinned. "Oh, stop," she said slapping my arm. "Since you brought up sex, while I'm hopefully sleeping with Grace, who's going to keep you warm at night?" "I thought I'd go out and buy a big dog," I replied. "No you're not. You're going to get someone to fuck. I know you are, and I don't mind as long as you tell me who it is." "Suggestions?" I asked as I raised my eyebrows. "Well. Cindy works every night and she'll be coming Friday night to spend the weekend with us. Mary Claire seems to be here a lot so she's an option. How about Carol and Erin, there's a fucking duo for you? Or Sharon, or Kim, or Gwen? Or all of them? No, that's a bad idea, you may hurt yourself. I'd like for you to spend at least one of the nights with Carol, she's special to me," smiled Veronica. "Yeah, just be my luck to make plans with someone, then get hung up at the office," I replied. Veronica reached for her cell on the table, began dialing and when the phone was picked up, "Carol, Veronica. How'd you like to spend a whole night alone with Scott. ... Yes, I'm going out of town. Would this Thursday be okay. I'm sure dinner'd be included, he'd want to romance you a bit. ... Sure, bring her too if that's your wish. She could entertain Scott as well as the girls, or just entertain the girls if you want to have a night alone with my fiancé. Oh, there's another one here now ... Mary Claire, a very good lover. ... Yes, teen pussy. ... I think she seduced us. I'll tell him, love you, bye." "She says she's really tied up at work, but the offer dampened her thong. It's up to you to call her with details. I'll put her number on your phone. And take her to a nice quiet romantic Italian restaurant, she loves Italian. Oops, I never heard you make a choice did I? I hope it's okay, Evie says I'm assertive by nature and that I need to dominate our bedroom. I didn't think so, but she's right isn't she?" "Yes, she is. I agree with her. I love that aspect of your character. Carol and Erin will be fun, thanks for making that decision for me. I love you Veronica. Heart and soul, I love you," I said gathering her into my arms and passionately kissing her and caressing her breasts. "You don't change anything for me, and if you want to be more dominant, go for it. Hmmm, does Mistress Veronica have time for a quickie?" "I'll Mistress Veronica you...," she giggled as I kissed her again. As we laughed and chased each other up the stairs to the master bedroom I teased her about being Mistress Veronica and she me about being Master Scott, master of a growing harem. "I'll tell you what I'll put my master cock in your mistress pussy and you'll plead for mercy." "Oh, who says so ... Master? Only if I say so, I'll reduce the size of your harem if you don't fuck me now. Is that assertive enough for you?" laughed Veronica. I said, "On your hands and knees mistress." As Veronica climbed on the bed and knelt with her ass in the air, she asked, "I thought I was in charge here." "You are," I replied, "You get to decide when to have an orgasm. I'm only doing what you asked a moment ago." I got behind her and slowly eased my cock into her very wet pussy and began to fuck her with long, slow strokes. "Have I mastered this?" I asked. "Ooh, yes you have. God you feel good," she began to pant. As I was loving her I was thinking a bit about Carol and I'm sure Veronica was thinking a bit about Grace, or maybe Dave, but no matter. We showered together and before leaving I went to a laptop, accessed my accounts, giving Veronica the usernames and passwords and transferred one million dollars from my investment account to our joint account. The bank immediately called and after a brief verification discussion I was assured the funds would be moved later today or tomorrow. I logged off and turned to my wide-eyed fiancée who said. "You really trust and love me, don't you." "More every day, Veronica, more every day. And that's despite the fact that you choose who's going to be in my bed when you're not there," I replied grinning and putting my arms around her waist. "Do you think that that's too assertive or dominant?" she asked with a smile. "Heavens no, it reflects your good taste. It's a man's dream to have his wife arrange for bed partners for him while they're apart," I replied standing and deeply kissing her with a good deal of ass caressing. "Well, back to the grindstone, what're you up to today?" "I've got to lay out some clothes for San Francisco, we're going shoe shopping this afternoon, then I don't know about this evening. Are you going to be home for dinner?" Veronica asked. "I think so, I'll probably bring Emerson with me. Hazel's going to some sort of meeting that goes over the dinner hour. Would that be okay? If we can't make it I'll let you know, otherwise count on us." I replied. "Mary Claire is a good cook based on last night's meal. I'll see if she wants to help," replied Veronica. "Wow, a good cook, an artist, a great fuck, gives good head and can eat the three of you to heaven," I observed. "Be good," Veronica grinned. "And don't tell Emerson about the sex part." I'd no sooner gotten out the door then Grace called and asked Veronica if she should get a limo to take them to the airport. Veronica told her that Mary Claire would more than likely be available to drive them and to come to our house and park her car there. Veronica called the title company and confirmed that the title rep and a notary would be at our house no later than nine tomorrow morning. She then went to our bedroom and began choosing some clothes and shoes for the trip. Just as she was sitting down in the kitchen for lunch with Mary Claire, the doorbell rang and it was her saleslady from last night. She insisted that Veronica try on the shoes and walk around on the carpet for a few minutes. They fit perfectly, although dark lavender heels with the khaki skirt looked a bit strange. Mary Claire offered to take the hanging bags upstairs. During lunch Mary Claire asked if she could hang a few of her clothes in the closet in the spare bedroom and use a drawer in the dresser. Veronica assured her that it would be okay. After lunch Mary Claire went from bedroom to bedroom gathering dirty clothes took them into the laundry room, sorted then and started a load. "You don't have to do that," remarked Veronica. "I know, but I want too," replied Mary Claire. Just shy of two-thirty Katrina and Ashley arrived home, embraced Mary Claire and Veronica and went looking for the pearl panty package. They found it on top of Veronica's dresser and took a pair out for Grace. Mary Claire, Katrina and Ashley all changed into shorter skirts and put on the panties. All three were wearing two inch slides when Veronica joined them. She was wearing a scooped neck shell over a half cup bra, the khaki skirt which was the same length as the girl's skirts – mid-thigh, and three inch tan pumps. Because of the skirt lengths they were all bare-legged, Katrina remarked that they'd put on hose before I got home. Ashley drove with Veronica and Katrina in the back seat and Mary Claire in front. Grace had taken a late lunch and was parking as they arrived. As they were walking in, Katrina handed Grace her pair of pearl panties and suggested that she go to the restroom and put them on. Grace was somewhat hesitant until Veronica said, "Put them on Grace. You'll not regret it." Grace nodded and immediately headed for the women's restroom. They all waited while Grace changed. Minutes later she walked out with a big grin. Veronica took hold of Grace's hand as they made their way to see Sharon. Veronica briefly put her arm around Grace's waist as they were walking and noticed there was a flash of jealously across Mary Claire's face. Stepping into the store they noticed Sharon standing behind the check counter on the left. To the right and about twenty feet beyond the sales counter a stunning blonde about Veronica's age was waiting on the sole customer. When Sharon looked up, her face brightened and she said ,"Hi Veronica, and this is ... Ashley?" "Yes," replied Veronica. "This is Grace Powers a good friend of mine, and Katrina and Mary Claire, two of my three other daughters. You met Cindy, the fourth one last week," said Veronica smiling. The 'daughters' comment caused subdued surprised looks from Mary Claire and Grace. "Pleased to meet all of you," said Sharon shaking each hand in turn and repeating each name, "Grace,... Katrina,...Mary Claire, ... and Ashley, so nice to see you again. How may I help you?" Before responding, Veronica glanced over at the other saleslady who was giving them a warm welcoming smile. "Sit over here please," indicated Sharon with a tilt of her head. They all sat side by side with their legs crossed for the moment. "Ashley and Katrina need white sling-back pumps for our wedding, Grace needs a pair of strappy heels, more than likely gold for a new ball gown, and Mary Claire needs ... whatever she wants," said Veronica. As she moved the fitting stool in front of Ashley, Veronica uncrossed her legs affording Sharon a teasing glance up her skirt. When she saw the pussy hair outlined with pearls, her breath caught and she mumbled, "Oh, my!" At that moment while she was temporarily frozen looking up Veronica's skirt the other salesclerk came over from the register and asked Sharon "Need help?" Looking up Sharon composed herself to announce, "Everyone, this is my Mom, Jane, who's my aunt's partner in the store. Mom this is Veronica, Ashley, Mary Claire, Katrina who are three of her four daughters and Grace Powers." "Hi everyone, thanks for coming in. Sharon is this the same Veronica as ...?" asked Jane in a lower voice. "God, yes," responded Sharon. Veronica's eyes quickly scanned Jane. She was about five nine in three inch heels under her grey fitted slacks, and in a black shell top that hugged her full breasts tightly and nicely accented her shoulder length blonde hair. She is very, very attractive and probably quite photogenic. Scott would love to photograph her and fuck her too I suspect. I'd love to help him do her too or have time alone with her if she goes that way, Veronica thought. After her daughter explained what each woman was after, Jane pulled a fitting stool in front of Katrina who was seated to Veronica's left. As Jane reached down to take Katrina's foot for a measurement, Katrina lifted her right foot upward into Jane's hand while the left leg shifted left which resulted in Jane being graced with a flash of her pearl outlined pussy. Jane's breath caught as had her daughter's and said "Oh, my." Any Chance We Could Ch. 29 Sharon turned to look at Jane and asked, "Bare pussy, Mom?" She motioned with her head and eyes for her mother to look down to her left. "Seems to be a family trait," she grinned. "It is that," remarked Veronica as Sharon moved her left hand up Veronica's inner thigh. Veronica noticed Jane's eyes become fixated first on her pussy and then upon Katrina's and then back again. She definitely is interested in playing with women. Question is, does she play with men? Veronica thought privately. Observing her daughter's hand moving further up Veronica's leg Jane followed the urge to do the same with Katrina. Her hand moved slowly up the inside of Katrina's thigh before pausing just three inches short of the top. Jane's brown eyes looked at Katrina's smiling face. Katrina nodded and invitingly parted her thighs further. Jane's face flushed with excitement, looked down to watch her hand slide further and then dance her finger tips across the teenager's hair covered lips. Katrina's reaction was spread her legs a bit further and scoot in her chair toward the probing fingers. "Want a taste?" asked Katrina as she moved her right hand over Jane's hand and pushed two of Jane's fingers into her opening. Without any further encouragement Jane pushed the two fingers deeply into Katrina's vagina, and to Katrina's delight moved them around a few seconds. Katrina's hand took hold of Jane's hand. Their eyes fixed on each other's as Katrina pulled Jane's fingers out and slowly raised the moist fingers towards Jane's face in a silent invitation to suck them into her mouth. There was absolute silence as the other women watched Katrina's sexual play with Jane. Katrina paused holding Jane's fingers three inches before Jane's eyes. Katrina smiled, "Have you ever tasted young pussy before?" A mesmerized Jane nodded her head and whispered, "Only Sharon's." Silent communication that was occurring between them for Jane quietly added, "Besides Sharon I've only been with one other woman." Katrina guided Jane's fingers to her mouth and just before the fingers touched Jane's lips, Katrina smiled, "You gotta love young pussy." While still looking at Katrina Jane licked her fingers and quietly moaned. Veronica took all this in thought, Ohhh my. She's fallen under Katrina's control. If Katrina asked Jane to strip now, and make love to her, Jane might actually do it. I'm so aroused by how my daughter so smoothly and naturally read Jane and took control of the moment. I wish I had her talent. After several licks Jane whispered, "You taste so sweet." Katrina smiled as Jane finished licking her fingers. "Veronica says young pussy always tastes so sweet." All were still watching this with bated breath. Sharon finally remarked, "If you play nice Mom, maybe we'll get an invitation to their playground. Scott has a most marvelous cock and Veronica loves to share." "Yes he does," Mary Claire quickly added, "and yes she does." Jane turned her head toward Mary Claire, "With all the young pussy in your family I doubt if he'd be interested in me." "Why not you're about my age aren't you?" asked Veronica. "If you're fifty-three, which I doubt, yes." She responded. "You're my age," remarked Grace , "and I'd love to share with you." "Don't be so provocative Jane," admonished Sharon. "You've just met these ladies." "Yes, but looking at this sweet young lady and your description of the afternoon in bed with Veronica and Scott has me so excited. I haven't had a decent man make love to me since your father left me for that fifty-five year old slut three years ago," said Jane a bit sorrowfully. "I agree, but all men aren't pigs. Mom, you'll find that Scott is a wonderful lover and so is Veronica. In fact until Scott, Daddy kind of set the bar," a bit wistfully remarked Sharon. A pained look flashed across Jane's face for a moment as she remembered Sharon telling her that she and her ex had had sex several times well into the divorce process. Sharon had told her after the divorce was final hoping that the news would help her move on. It instead resulted in deepening Jane's crisis that led her to conclude after some study that she was too sexually restrained and that their sex life had been boring. "Shoes, ladies, that's what you came for, not sexual reminiscences, wasn't it?" asked Jane. How quickly Jane had changed subjects didn't go unnoticed by Veronica. There are some sensitivities at play with Jane, thought Veronica. Katrina and Ashley repeated that they needed white sling back pumps, closed toe, three and a half inch heel, some nice detailing in the leather. Mary Claire announced that she desired a pair of red patent pumps and a pair of black patent pumps. "What heel height are you comfortable in sweetheart?" asked Veronica. "A four inch heel makes my ass look fantastic, even more fantastic than a three inch heel." "And Grace wants the sexiest, strappiest pair of four inch gold heels to go with her ball gown," Veronica added before looking at Grace and realizing that Grace was acquiescing to her decisions. "Mom, you size Mary Claire and Grace. I'll take care of Ashley and Katrina. Too bad we don't have drapes. Then we could close and do some up front and personal fittings," laughed Sharon. Jane nodded and moved to measure Mary Claire's foot first. While Mary Claire was the focus of Jane's attention, Veronica stood and looked at a shoe on a display behind Grace. As she held the shoe Veronica leaned over and with a pounding heart whispered into Grace's ear so quietly that only Grace could hear, "When Jane measures you, show your interest in her. Spread your legs and if she does not take the initiative, guide her hand under your skirt." Before she stood back up she lightly kissed and licked Grace's neck just below her ear. Grace's pulse was racing as Jane sat before her and raised her right foot. As she scooted forward and spread her legs Grace looked at Veronica who was now standing behind and to the right of Jane. When Jane finished the measurement, Grace looked at Jane, reached for her hand and moved it up under her skirt. Jane didn't resist has her hand was guided by Grace to her moist pussy. As Jane's fingers touched her Grace winked at Jane who then pushed two fingers into her warm vagina. After much leg caressing and Jane's fingers again in Grace's pussy Jane and Sharon both went into the store room. Veronica sat down on one of the stools, leaned forward and asked, "Any plans for Sunday afternoon and evening?" Hearing no plans Veronica suggested that they invite Jane and Sharon over for a mid-afternoon through dinner swim and fuck session. Hearing no objections, they waited for Sharon and Jane to return. When they walked out of the storeroom they were carrying eight boxes between them. Having seen what Grace had done, Veronica noticed that at Mary Claire's invitation Jane got a taste of her as well. As the others tried on the shoes Veronica removed a pad of paper, a pen and her cell from her purse. She excitedly wrote a note, folded it and then handed it to Grace. Grace's eyes widened and her hand trembled slightly as she read the note. Looking up at Veronica, Veronica mouthed, "Give her the note." When all the shoes were chosen, Veronica asked, "Would both of you like to come to my house on Sunday, about three and stay through dinner for a party that's for all of us plus Scott. Dress for the occasion is blouses or tops that accentuate one's breasts, short skirts, heels, panties are optional, and Scott has a stocking fetish. I'll provide swim wear if it stays warm. If not the girls have a king bed and I have a ten foot wide bed for later activities," smiled Veronica. Jane and Sharon looked at each other and as one said, "Sure." By how quickly she responded and the look on her face, Veronica knew Jane was going to be an eager and willing playmate as her daughter. After a moment Jane said, "My son is coming home from Italy Sunday evening." Pausing to look at her daughter she continued, "But we can just as well 'welcome' him home on Monday night. Don't you think sweetheart?" "Scott's really good Mom. You'll not regret it, besides Rob will still want to sleep," replied Sharon. After trying on a number of high heeled gold sandals there was a choice between three pairs for Grace. She was not fully settled on which pair to buy. Neither Grace nor Veronica liked the first pair. Grace liked the second and third pair. In picking up the second pair she seemed to have made her choice but put them down and picked up the other pair when a Veronica told her to choose the third pair. Without any more discussion Grace agreed and confidently took the third pair to the register. Katrina and Ashley had noticed what happened; that Veronica spoke and settled the matter in Grace's mind. Katrina and Ashley looked at each other somewhat puzzled as Sharon rung up their shoes after doing Mary Claire's. Their puzzlement increased as the two girls watched Grace open and read a noted she had clutched in her hand. She folded the note, looked at Veronica who smiled and nodded as she signed to credit card machine for $1,970.23 for the six pairs of shoes. As Sharon handed Grace her bag, Grace thrust out her chest a little and then handed Jane the note before turning to follow the others out of the store. Katrina and Ashley paused to see Jane grin as she read the note and then pass it to her daughter. As they walked back to the car Grace excitedly offered, "What a depraved place to buy shoes." A moment later she laughed, "I love it." "What did the note say that you gave Jane," Ashley asked Grace. Before Grace could respond Veronica firmly answered her daughter, "For the moment that's between Grace, Jane and I." At that moment Jane was reading the note for the third time. Jane, I suspect you and I are very much alike, alone yet desiring, fantasy-filled in a lonely bed, desiring a handsome experienced man with a heated rod to fill us and drive us to the heavens. Yet with a growing curiosity and desire for the soft sumptuous feminine playground, desiring a sensuous and interested woman and also highly aroused by young hot pussy. With a madly pounding heart eagerly wanting to go much further after the first tastes yet fearful to take the plunge while hoping that someone will take my hand and make me do what I only dream of doing. That's me, and I suspect that it's you too. I'm Veronica's and will do whatever she demands as she takes me on my sexual journey of discovery. From the way you responded to Katrina, I see that you too are willing to be led on the same journey, possibly by Katrina, possibly by another. Jane, you excite me. I hope that you and I'll have the joy and pleasure of becoming lovers, lovers who will enjoy each other's love and tenderness while hoping that what we share could be far more than for a night. If all goes well Sunday you and I may well awaken in the morning in the arms of our desire, Katrina and Ashley - Ashley really turns me on as much as Katrina turns you on. Below is my cell number. Don't call me, but text me with your answer and desire. If the answer is yes, between now and then I hope that we'll then text each other back and forth our erotic thoughts, desires and dreams. Your future lover, Grace. As she put the note down, Sharon handed her mother's cell phone to her. "Do it Mom. You know you want this, it's a dream come true." Veronica again reached for Grace's hand as they walked through the parking lot. She squeezed Grace's hand as she quietly said, "If she says yes, you two'll have so much fun. Who knows where it'll take you." Nervously and silently Grace nodded her head. As they arrived at Grace's three old blue Camry Veronica embraced Grace and kissed her. They ended their kiss when they heard Grace's cell sound that a text message had arrived. They both smiled at each other as they read the short, yet pregnant message, "I'm already moist at the invitation. I'll pleasantly dream tonight of us. Lustfully and lovingly, Jane." The second the message was read Grace was kissing Veronica again and again and between kisses repeatedly enthused in a thankful tone, "Thank you" and "I'm yours." Veronica was sorry she had to disengage from Grace but she reminded her that they would have plenty of time to be together tomorrow. As she walked to her car she noticed that Grace had put her bag and purse in the car and was standing there texting with a grin on her face. Grace's grin grew larger as she sent the message, "You beautiful sensuous woman, you have made me so happy. Thank you." For the rest of the afternoon, Sharon kidded her mother than she had a love interest, a girlfriend at that. Jane for her part remained silent. She felt a similar thrill she experienced as a youth when she was to dive off the diving platform. She quietly wondered if the landing was going to be smooth and exhilarating, or an agonizing belly flop. With Katrina driving, Mary Claire and Veronica sat in the back exchanging pussy caresses. Each was as wet as the other. "We need to 'lick a slit' as soon as we get home," sighed Veronica. Remembering that Emerson was coming for dinner, Veronica had Katrina pull into the supermarket lot. With Mary Claire taking charge they shopped for a menu she had in mind for the six of them as well as items to cook for Scott and the three of them while Veronica was out of town. After arriving home, putting the groceries in the kitchen and noting the time, Veronica said, "Come on ladies, after the excitement of the afternoon I need a good licking. I'm sure all of you do as well. Sit Katrina, you too Ashley, Mary Claire and I'll have early desserts." Ashley and Katrina raised their skirts and quickly sat on the sofa. Veronica lustfully moved between Katrina's spread thighs to bring her daughter pleasure and satisfaction. Mary Claire enthusiastically attacked Ashley. As they enjoyed the tonguing, finger fucking and caresses of Veronica and Mary Claire the two girls leaned against each other. Their faces turned to the other and between pants for air looked into the other's eyes and kissed. After fifteen minutes the two girls came pretty much together as they held hands and kissed. After calming for a few minutes, they pulled their respective lovers up, kissed them and hugged them against their still thumping breasts. After coming down for about ten minutes they switched partners. Katrina was thoroughly enjoying Veronica and Ashley enjoying Mary Claire when they heard a car in the driveway then the front door opening and closing. In the midst of their pleasure all four lovers had forgotten for the moment that Emerson was coming home with me. We got far enough into the foyer to see the sex taking place in the den. Emerson stood there opened-mouthed as both Veronica and Mary Claire reached their peaks and began moaning and bucking their hips while the other two ladies knelt between their legs. Almost at the same moment Mary Claire and Veronica opened their eyes. A surprised look crossed Mary Claire's face while a look of lust appeared on Veronica's. "Hi handsome. Hi Emerson," grinned Veronica between gulps for air. At that both Katrina and Ashley raised their heads, and without so much as a twinge of embarrassment Katrina said "Just in time Dad. Any chance we could blow you before dinner?" "You too Emerson, so you won't feel left out," chimed in Ashley. As I walked to the couch, Emerson stayed standing but moved to the edge of the bookcase and said, "I think I need to pass ... for now. Would you mind me watching?" Veronica stood and moved next to him putting her hand on his shoulder and said, "They don't." I stepped out of my shoes and lowered my pants as Katrina pulled my briefs down. Ashley pulled me back onto the couch and as I landed next to her she turned, laid across my chest and began to passionately kiss me. As I was enjoying her lips and tongue and she mine, I felt Katrina take me into her mouth and begin to stroke my shaft with just the head being laved. Soon she began to take me more deeply into her mouth to the back of her throat. I wasn't too long before I began to moan. As she heard me moan again Katrina sped up her momentum. I was delighted with what was happening to my cock. It was't long before I groaned into Ashley's mouth, "Now" and began filling up Katrina's mouth. As I was filling her she was slowly drawing back to accommodate the semen and began swallowing. She stroked me a few more times and sucked the rest of my load into her mouth. As she sat back on her heels Mary Claire knelt next to her and kissed her with her tongue in Katrina's mouth searching for a few remnants of my sperm for herself. As they broke the kiss, they both licked their lips before Katrina glowed lovingly, "I love you Dad. I love blowing you, I love your taste." Ashley had set the handheld camcorder on the bookshelf before they began the earlier feasting and it was recording over Emerson's shoulder the whole time. It was also recording audio of Veronica and Emerson's conversation. "Like it?" she asked when Katrina took me into her mouth. "God, yes," he replied. "Does it make you think of Kim sucking you?" Veronica asked leaning her breast against Emerson's arm. "More Hazel then Kim. I'd love for her to blow me," he replied without taking his eyes off the scene before him. "Do the girls pleasure Scott like this often?" "Yes, as often as they want." Veronica replied. "You don't care?" he asked. "Heavens no, they pleasure both of us and we them. It's fun sex, and we all love sex," replied Veronica. As she said that she put her hand on top of Emerson's very obvious erection and drew her nails up the length of his shaft through his grey suit pants. "Watching this turns you on does it?" "How could it not, especially with your tit against my arm," he replied. "Do you like watching? Would you like to watch me and Scott fuck, or Scott and Mary Claire fuck?" Emerson groaned as he nodded his head. "Or how about Hazel getting fucked by another man, or by me?" Veronica asked inches from his ear. "Yes," he replied. "Especially Hazel. I'd like to watch Scott make love to her. Maybe some of her inhibitions would break down for him. They aren't for me. Could you talk to her sometime ... soon. I don't want to be unfaithful to her but I'm afraid if she doesn't loosen up I'll take Ashley up on her next offer, if you wouldn't mind, that is." He replied. "If Ashley asks, neither of us minds. She's very good for a teenager. God, I love young pussy!" Veronica exclaimed and Emerson turned to look at her with raised eyebrows. "That's right, I've frequently had the pleasure of enjoying all my daughters." After letting that news take hold Veronica continued, "Visualize this scene. Scott and Hazel are cuddled together not unlike Ashley and Scott are now. You walk into the room and are temporarily speechless and I come in right behind you, put my tits against your back and my mouth at your ear, I ask 'would you like to watch them fuck?' You respond, 'yes' and from behind you I unzip your fly and pull your hard cock out and you begin to slowly and gently stroke it saying, 'undress her Scott'. As soon as she has shed her skirt, blouse and bra leaving her just in her panties, hose, heels and a garter belt, she begins to help Scott take off his shirt, pants and underwear. Hazel stands, faces you, slowly pulls down her g-string revealing all of her hairy pussy, puts her finger in her slit, moistens it and puts in her mouth, and says, 'I'm going to fuck him now.' You reply, 'yes, oh God, yes Hazel, fuck him now.' She straddles him while facing you and lowers herself onto his cock, slowly, and you move to sit on the coffee table in front of her. You watch the woman you love, the woman who has never had any other cock but yours move up and down on Scott. Your eyes take in how her wet pussy has parted and is grasping his shaft as she slides him up and down inside her. As she begins to bounce up and down, and her breaths become more erratic, you stroke yourself hard, faster. Hazel's face is aglow with joy. As she looks into your face and smiles she cums loudly, and almost immediately you cum, squirting onto her chest and where they are joined. She smiles at you, quietly tells you 'I love you', leans back against Scott and turns her head to give him a long passionate kiss thanking him for allowing her to ride him. As they kiss you lean forward to fondle and suck her magnificent tits." Any Chance We Could Ch. 29 "Jesus, Veronica, enough before I cum right now," panted Emerson. "Fun, wasn't it. Would you like to make it happen?" "Oh, yes, yes I would," he lustfully replied as he nodded his head. "You obviously have a voyeur fetish. Hose and heels too?" cooed Veronica. "All three, all three," smiled Emerson. After kissing Katrina Mary Claire stood and walked over to Emerson, brushing her skirt down and from under her eyebrows looked at him and asked, "Ready to eat, dinner that is, soon?" "Uhh, sure" he replied. Mary Claire took Emerson's hand and drew it under her skirt. As she placed it against her pussy she smiled, "Something to dream about tonight." Emerson groaned. Mary Claire in a teasing voice added as she drew his hand back out, "If your wife ever allows you to play, I'm yours." With that she turned and left while Emerson's eyes fixed on her swinging hips. Veronica leaned a bit closer, kissed him on the corner of his mouth and asked "Something to drink?" "I would love her, yes." Then catching that she was talking about something else replied, "Sure, whatever Scott's having." "Ashley will you get your Dad and Emerson a beer and take it out to the deck. It's such a beautiful evening I'm sure they'd enjoy sitting outside while we fix dinner. Ask Scott about Mary Claire, he's had her." Ashley and Katrina who had watched Mary Claire' tease with interest, stood and straightened their skirts. Katrina gave me a brief kiss and they both gave Emerson warm smiles as they left the den. I got dressed and walked over to Emerson and said, "Now do you have any idea why I want to retire?" "God, yes. But you better have plenty of insurance 'cause you're going to get fucked to death by those hot girls. I only wish I could say the same." He replied. "Why, you and Hazel seem to have jump-started your love life, is it not going well?" I asked. "Well enough I guess, but...." I wish he had continued for the camera but he didn't. Scott thought. "Let's go get those beers," he said walking toward the kitchen and the pool deck. Since he seemed to want to drop the subject I did too. Once seated on the deck I went over the remodeling plans. He was very interested and asked a lot of questions and offered some nice suggestions particularly a wine cellar in the basement. I noticed at one point when I went into the kitchen to get refills that my entire harem was missing. Shortly after we'd returned to the deck, Mary Claire stuck her head out the door and said dinner would be in fifteen minutes. She was wearing hose and heels, a just above the knee skirt and a knit top that was quite flattering but not revealing. As we went in for dinner I saw that all my women were similarly dressed and Veronica's skirt was a bit shorter than either of my daughters'. Emerson sat on my left with Ashley next to him, Veronica and I at either end and Katrina and Mary Claire across from him and Ashley. The dinner was excellent and everyone complimented Mary Claire. The conversation was lively and wide-ranging. As we finished and the girls cleared the table, Veronica made coffee and the girls left to go to a movie after cleaning up the kitchen. All three of them warmly kissed us goodbye and thanked Emerson for joining us for dinner. The three of us adjourned to the den. Veronica and I sat on the couch while Emerson sat in a wing-back chair across from us with our cups and a carafe of coffee on the coffee table between us. Veronica folded her legs beneath her and leaned against me. I noticed that her skirt rode up a bit and a bit of her stocking welt was visible. While Emerson and I were talking about the Citi negotiations I noticed Emerson's eyes were constantly drawn back to Veronica's legs. She noticed it as well and shifted a bit to reveal more stocking covered leg. After twenty minutes or so, just as I turned the subject to Hazel the garter clasp on her left leg was visible and Emerson seemed to have a bit of trouble avoiding staring. Veronica then unfolded one leg, and as she put that foot on the floor her legs were spread apart. I saw Emerson visibly gulp, especially because Veronica didn't bring them back together. "I like you looking at me, Emerson. Does Hazel tease you like this?" Veronica asked. "Occasionally, probably wouldn't do it in front of someone else though. Don't you mind Scott?" he asked. "Emerson, you're my oldest and best friend. If Veronica wants to share some of her incredible beauty with you, no, I don't mind. Does she have panties on? She went shoe shopping today and I'd be surprised if she did," I said "Uhh, I think so," he said leaning forward a looking a bit more closely. "Yes, unless she's not a real blonde, which she is." After an hour and a half of conversation and teasing by which time it was obvious that she was wearing grey panties, Emerson said he needed to get going. As we stood and made our goodbyes, Veronica moved into Emerson, kissed him deeply and dropped her hand to his substantial erection and with her hand wrapped around it said, "It was a lovely and enjoyable evening Emerson. Go home and stick this cock of yours in your wife and while you're fucking her think about fucking Mary Claire or maybe me." ## Emerson arrived home shortly after Hazel who was standing in their kitchen drinking a glass of Chardonnay. He was still very aroused and desiring satisfaction. Seeing his wife sipping her wine he swiftly approached her. With lust mixed in with a deep love he hugged and kissed her from the depth of his soul. "What brought that on," she giggled. "You did my love. Looking at my beautiful sexy wife and the love of my life excites me," he grinned. As he took her glass and set it on the counter Hazel beamed, "Oh, she does? Well then big boy, follow me upstairs." With that she walked off with her hips swaying with her husband four steps behind. When they arrived in their bedroom, not a light is turned on for their purposes enough soft moonlight adequately flooded through the open window. Emerson paused as Hazel turned with the moonbeams illuminating her from behind. She is so angelic looking Emerson thought as he approached her. As they kissed his hands slowly caressed her body, roaming her back and then moving to squeeze her breasts. She moaned into his mouth as they continued to kiss and embrace. Emerson slowly started to unbutton her yellow flowered blouse and black skirt. After unsnapping her bra he knelt and slowly drew her panties down her legs as his eyes focused on her womanhood. Hazel looked down at him as she kicked her panties across the room. He remained there before her for several seconds his eyes filled with desire and love. It's almost as if he was worshipping me. I have no doubt that he loves me more than ever, she thought. Filled with love her head compelled her to pull him up before he stood on his own. She needed to kiss him and to have him now. As they kissed her hands quickly undid his dress shirt, pulled it from his torso, flung it wildly and then attacked his belt and dress pants. When his pants and boxers stopped at his knees she broke their heated kiss and dropped to her knees. She removed them as his raging hardness waved before her eyes. In the past she would have called what was before her eyes a penis or possibly a dick, but Veronica had helped her to feel comfortable calling it a cock. And what a magnificent cock it is, she privately mused. As her hand held his manhood, part of her wanted to take it into her mouth. Yet the often heard words of her mother, aunt and minister's wife powerfully echoed in her mind and defeated that desire. "Good loving wives do not do oral sex. Only whores and godless sluts do that despicable satanic act. Any woman who does that is worshipping the man and Satan, not God." To resist the temptation she quickly stood and kissed her husband. With no additional foreplay Emerson pushed her back upon the bed, moved between her spread legs, looked her in the eyes as he moved his hips to align his cock to enter her, and once lined up he thrust down into her. She groaned her acceptance. Her groaning grew increasingly quicker and more breathy as his pace increased. He was fucking her harder and more urgently than normal. She wasn't offended by his animalistic wildness even though she had yet to admit this to anyone but herself, she had found enjoyment is being wildly taken like this. She still loved their normal slow love making, but the more excited Emerson of late had unearthed a deep desire within her to be madly and thoroughly screwed until she cried out that she could take no more. The rough pounding of his flesh into her depths and his rigid shaft rapidly moving across her vaginal lips and vagina was sending pleasure signals throughout her body. For his part Emerson's vigorous fucking of his wife was driven by a series of mingling vivid and arousing images that washed rapidly back and forth. His mind replayed Katrina sucking her father and he imagined Kim doing him. He looked down into his wife's face, much of the time he saw her face, but at other moments he saw Mary Claire or Veronica under him. Several of his moans were triggered by thinking that his cock was enjoying being in their pussies. But the scene that took form and then held dominance in his mind was the one painted by Veronica. He looked into his wife's pleasure and lust filled face. He imagined that he was seeing that intense look and then some as she responded to Scott thrusting into her and filling her with his semen. As his wife quaked through her orgasm he kept driving her on to another and picturing watching his long-time friend take his wife. She was a virgin when they married and he was certain that only she had experienced no other man, but the thought of Scott being her second man, and a regular lover was one of his ultimate and until unearthed by Veronica earlier that night, a deeply held one. His wife started to cry out that she was cumming. He was just picturing Scott cumming with Hazel when he felt the build-up to his own release. As his wife bucked, shock and panted heatedly beneath him the last image that filled his imagination was Scott's semen leaking from Hazel as yet another man was preparing to enter and fuck Hazel. When they both came together, sweat covered their faces, chest and backs. They were both gasping for air and their hearts were thumping rapidly within their breasts. As he collapsed beside his wife, Emerson's legs felt like rubber. Laying upon her back with her breasts moving up and down with her deep breathing Hazel gazed at the ceiling basking in what she had just experienced with her husband. When her breathing calmed, an exhausted yet well-sated Hazel turned on her side, gave her husband a short yet loving kiss before saying in a whisper that was filled with fatigue, "I love you very much my love." With that she nestled her body against his and placed her head upon his chest. With his arm cuddling her shoulder and head she was asleep in a matter of seconds. Though exhausted and well satisfied sexually, Emerson couldn't find sleep. Yes, he'd enjoyed making love to his wife, but what happened earlier and the images he experienced disturbed him enough to keep sleep at bay. He was trying to reconcile his feelings and the temptation. Though he mentioned to Veronica that he might take Ashley up on the next offer, he knew in his heart that he would never do so. He would never cheat on Hazel, and in his mind a blow job was cheating. Hell, he was wondering if by touching Mary Claire's pussy he'd already cheated on his wife. He felt guilty, guilty for touching Mary Claire, guilty for being tempted to accept Ashley's offer, guilty for fucking his wife while thinking of other women. He felt guilty for thinking about other men as well as Scott fucking Hazel. Yet he couldn't stop the images from earlier that night from filling his mind as he gazed up at the empty ceiling. He couldn't help picturing faceless men pleasuring his wife. What disturbed him greatly was that he couldn't stop thinking about Scott fucking as well as making love to his wife. Emerson looked at the clock. It was 1:12. They had finished around 11:20. He quietly groaned and carefully extracted himself from the bed. He put on his robe and walked into kitchen. Noticing the unfinished bottle of Chardonnay, took a glass that hung under the cabinet and walked into the den as he poured himself a glass. He sat on the couch sipping the wine looking at a large photo portrait of his wife he had taken two years ago. He'd only been there a few minutes when unknown to him Hazel stood in quietly in the entry way and heard him sigh deeply and mumble something she couldn't make out. She walked over to him and quietly she snuggled against her husband, took the glass from his hands and took two sips before handing it back to him. "What's wrong?" she asked. When he said nothing was wrong and that he was just not sleepy, she turned her face and in a gentle yet firm voice said, "Honey, don't you think that after all these years that I don't know when there's something bothering you?" Emerson nodded, and as they cuddled against one another he proceeded to tell her everything from the moment he and Scott walked into the foyer and how it turned him on. He explained how Ashley wanted to give him a blow job but her turned her down but stood there watching Katrina give a blow job to her Dad. He went on to tell told her about Mary Claire putting his hand against her pussy and what she said. He told her the whole scenario that Veronica laid out for him while Scott was being pleasured by his daughter. He repeated what Scott had told him about fucking Mary Claire, and what a wonderful sexy woman she was. Hazel listened without comment to everything he said. She knew the Appleton home was a highly sexually charged environment so she wasn't shocked by what she heard. Quietly she was happy that he turned down Ashley's offer, and offer that she suspected was very tempting given that he'd often wanted her to orally pleasure him and he her. After a sip of wine and a deep breath he went on to tell his wife about Veronica's comments about him watching Hazel getting fucked by Scott. When she didn't react negatively he added that Veronica encouraged him to imagine him fucking Mary Claire or herself. He went on to explain that after dinner and after the girls left for a movie he, Veronica and Scott sat in the den and talked. "Veronica was wearing garter stockings and she was, I'm sure purposely, letting her skirt ride up. Finally she uncrossed her legs put one foot on the floor with her knees apart and stayed that way for awhile. "Hazel she was showing me her panty covered crotch and I couldn't help but look again and again." As he took another sip of wine he was surprised that Hazel remained silent and had not chastized at him. After handing her the glass to finish off Emerson continued, "I tried not to, but I couldn't help but look. Veronica told me she liked me looking and asked if you teased me like that. I told her you did every so often but never with anyone else around. While we were making love I kept having images float across my brain that it was Mary Claire, or Veronica, or God forbid, Kim under me." When he finished talking, Hazel reached across him and put the glass on the table. She turned her head, looked into his face and smiled. She twisted around and straddled his legs. She hugged him with her arms around his neck and kissed him. "I'm not angry or even a little upset," she lovingly said before kissing him again. He had mentioned how guilty he'd felt but she burst the guilt balloon when she smiled, "there's no reason to feel guilty. You've done nothing for which you need to feel guilty. Imagination and fantasy are different than doing. Besides if all that was what resulted in that fantastic fucking you gave me, then I hope you'll be a voyeur more often and let your imagination run wild." Seeing the puzzled look on his face Hazel noted and quietly said, "Yes, I mean that." She stood and took his hand, "Come, make love to your wife." With that Hazel then led him back upstairs to bed where they made slow, gentle, sweet love and the images didn't return. Afterwards Hazel and Emerson fell asleep with smiles across their faces. Any Chance We Could Ch. 30 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the beginning to appreciate this tale. * Wednesday, October 24 As soon as Emerson left I chased a giggling and playful Veronica up the stairs towards our bedroom . When I caught her just inside the door and tried to kiss her, she wiggled free and proceeded to teasingly push me towards the large bed we lovingly named Bryce Field. Following her little guiding pushes I sat on the edge of the mattress. Her hips swayed as she made her way over to the Bose radio and selected a station with a strong rock beat. I watched her dance as she moved towards me. Veronica's eyes glowed as she straddled my lap and threw her arms around my neck. Her kiss was filled with heated lust. I moaned into her mouth. She moaned too as she wiggled her ass upon my aroused manhood. The kiss ended and a impish grin appeared on her face, "Pretend that you're Emerson." This is interesting, I thought. For over twelve years I've carefully guarded a secret: that I found Hazel to be warm and sexy, and several times she'd been the focus of a fantasy. I was game and tried to pretend to be nervous as well as excited. As we kissed, my hands awkwardly grabbed hold of her luscious bosom. Veronica groaned her pleasure. As my hands tried to undo the buttons of her top, Veronica broke the kiss and slapped at my hand. "Don't be so eager Emerson. Let's savor our first time." With that said she stood and started to dance to the new tune that had just started. Though she could clearly learn a few pointers from a nightclub dancer on how to dance seductively for her man, I was still enjoying watching the love of my life dance for my pleasure. She undid her light green knit top and tossed it to me. As she danced two to five arm lengths from me her eyes shone as her hands undid her skirt and let it pool at her feet before dancing over to me and pushing my legs apart. With my legs pushed apart my fiancée danced and enticingly swayed between my legs as she undid her bra. She slowly slid her bra off and tossed it on my head. Before I could successfully grab her she quickly stepped from between my legs, turned and bent over showing me her wonderful full ass. As my eyes took in her drawing her grey panties down her legs I thought, Emerson would love to see that succulent ass. He'd want to keep her bent over and take her right there and then. All she had left on were her hose and heels. I swiftly removed my shirt, stood and removed the rest of my clothing. I gave a throaty growl as I resumed my own identity. I was eager and ready. I roughly embraced and kissed her. I firmly caressed her magnificent ass and pulled her against my erection. She giggled as we broke our kiss. After kissing her nipples I started to manhandle her gorgeous breasts, pulling them hard and twisting her nipples. She moaned with delight as my lips moved to kiss and lick her neck and earlobes. When her breath was coming in pants, I said, "Come Mistress Veronica, lie with me." A broad smile crossed her face when I called her "Mistress Veronica." At that moment I knew that Reverend Graham perceptively hit on a hidden characteristic and desire. Teasingly Veronica moved across the bed and lay on her back. I knelt next to her with my fingers toying with her long blonde mane as the other hand expertly fingered her pussy. Her inner lips were moist when I first touched them. A minute or so later they were wetting my hand with her excess excitement. After a few minutes of this she looked at me lustfully and said, "Fuck me, fuck me now Master." I lay down next to her and in a commanding tone ordered, "On top." She quickly rolled over, straddled me and in one quick movement impaled herself completely on my cock. Soon she was rotating her hips, and raising and lowering herself on me with at quickening pace. "Handsome, what you do to me,…" she said before groaning and losing her train of thought. She was on a mission. I was on a similar mission of pleasuring her and climaxing in the process. Perspiration was running down both our faces as we drove ourselves toward a wonderful release. Her eyes were closed as she increasingly gulped in air. In the heat of the moment, I said in a matter of fact tone, "So you want to fuck Emerson as well as Dave." Her eyes flew open. As she looked into my face she nodded her desire. Wickedly pushing her button again I growled to plant a seed if she hadn't already held the fantasy, "Maybe you'd like to take on Emerson, Dave and me all at the same time, one after the other." "Ohhh yesss….that would be so hot," she smiled lustfully. As she was about to cum, there were footsteps and voices coming from the hall. The sounds coming from the hallway must have disrupted her because she complained, "Ohhh shit, I was so close." No more than five seconds later Katrina was the first in our bedroom and quickly turned on the camera system. Driven by need, Veronica cried, "Fuck me harder handsome, give it to me hard." I started to thrust up into her as she drove herself downward. In a matter of seconds we had a strong rhythm going. Repeatedly the crown of my cock crashed into her cervix. She loudly grunted each time my cock impacted her cervix. A sheen covered our skin as we both approached our climaxes. The three girls silently undressed as they watched us both cum and then when Veronica had collapsed against my chest. The girls then climbed on the bed. Ashley, never missing a chance for sex immediately began licking my softening cock as it began to slide out of Veronica. As it came free Ashley took it into her mouth and thoroughly licked off our shared juices. Katrina gently eased Veronica off my chest and helped her to lie alongside me. As she moved between my fiancée's thighs and lay in a prone position my daughter looked at me. A large grin appeared on her face as her head started to move towards the open pussy before her. She began licking my semen as it began to leak from Veronica. Mary Claire began kissing me. As she kissed me she reached over me to massage Veronica's breasts. Her breasts dangling down over me made delightful toys, delightful to me and to her. After twenty minutes of our daughters' attention, I asked to be excused from the cluster and went into the bath room to relieve myself and to wash. I was joined shortly by Veronica , she too wanted to take a sponge bath. We went back into the bedroom climbed on the bed and both Veronica and I leaned against the headboard. Katrina sat between Veronica's legs and leaned back against her bare breasts. Ashley shifted to sit similarly against me as Mary Claire snuggled between Veronica and me. I put my arm around Ashley and gently caressed one of her bare nipples. As we cuddled Ashley began telling us about the movie. All three girls agreed that the advertising over-hyped the whole production and it was pretty much a waste of time. Ashley then asked how the rest of the evening had gone with Emerson. I told them how Veronica had flashed the poor guy for almost two hours after dinner. "With pearl panties, or bare pussy?" asked Katrina. "I was a bit more subtle than that," replied Veronica. "I wore a nice satin thong. With that and the stockings and an occasional spread of my legs, I don't think either your Dad or I saw his eyes until I stood when he was ready to leave." "We tried to get him to open up about how to loosen Hazel up. Apparently she won't engage in oral sex, either as the doer or the recipient. He attributes it to early over-zealous religious influences by her family and their ultra conservative minister." "I didn't know they were religious or that she went to church," Katrina said. "Isn't Emerson Jewish?" I replied, "Neither of them arereligious. He's not attended the synagogue since he went to college. Occasionally he's gone with her a few times to her church. I think she's a member of a church but only attends once every month or so. Do any of you have any suggestions how we can help him out? Oh, as Veronica was saying goodbye she gave him one of her incredible open-mouth kisses and said 'While you're fucking Hazel tonight, imagine it's Mary Claire or me.'" "Poor guy, I'll bet he was hard all the way home," remarked Ashley. "When I told him to imagine fucking one of us I wrapped my hand around the steel rod he had in his pants. He was far harder than he had been at the club dancing with us," grinned Veronica. "I guess I shouldn't have told him that if Hazel would let him, I'd fuck him," giggled Mary Claire. Katrina still with a questioning look on her face asked, "I don't get it. How do her parents and minister influence her today?" Veronica hugged Katrina more tightly as she lovingly explained, "Kitten, what we're taught as children and teens continue to influence us as adults. Some things which we're taught again and again, particularly with sex, remain in our conscience and sub-conscience and influence how we feel about things decades later. Some people never question what they were taught by authority figures in their youth." Katrina nodded her understanding. "Anyone have any ideas?" my fiancée asked again. "Maybe he should ply her with lots of wine and diamonds and when she's relaxed simply go down on her. The first time she has an orgasm from his tongue on her clit I don't think there be any further reluctance," offered Ashley. "I'll even let him practice on me," she further offered. "Me too," chimed in Mary Claire. "How about I blow him in front of Hazel, when she sees that my skin doesn't rot and lighting doesn't strike me, she'll be convinced," added Katrina. "All wonderful suggestions, but I think there has to be a more subtle approach. I haven't known Emerson long, but I suspect he'd be like your father who'd see getting a woman drunk to seduce her as a form of rape." She squeezed my hand as I nodded. The girls too nodded that they understood the point. "If she feels 'raped' then the future could be bleak. Now that I think about my response to Katrina's question I think I'll call Evie and ask her opinion. I think we need to tackle this from a different direction. Handsome remind me to ask her when we meet with her next week if I'd not already called her," continued Veronica. "By the way, with regard to Sunday morning and going to church, both of you girls have to go. You may come too if you wish Mary Claire. Also, I've invited Grace, Sharon and her mother Jane over Sunday afternoon and for dinner. They're supposed to be here after two. Jane is as beautiful as her daughter, only blonde instead of dark haired. I suspect that she's bi like Sharon, but we'll have to find out won't we," smiled Veronica. "Cindy'll be here won't she?" asked Mary Claire. "I think so," relied Veronica. "She's coming after work Friday midnight. Why?" "If she's here, I think I'll pass on the church thing. Cindy has a thing against church and ministers. I'll stay with her and begin to make some nibbles for the afternoon. Perhaps we'll shop for last minute items we'll need for me to cook dinner. Besides, I haven't made love to Cindy for a while and it'll be good to see her this weekend and be alone with her that morning," smiled Mary Claire. "What are her issues with religion?" Veronica had no sooner asked when she quickly said, "No, don't answer that. Cindy'll tell us in her own way when she feels comfortable." Veronica asked Katrina to unclasp her stockings. As Katrina was doing that Veronica announced, "You're all welcome to stay, but no more lovemaking. With a two hour time change and an early morning I need to get to sleep and won't be able to if the bed is bouncing." Ashley got up, turned off the lights. Walking out the door she said, "Come on Sis and you too Mary Claire. Let's brush teeth and let the parent-units get their beauty sleep." ## Before I opened my eyes I felt Veronica's warm breath flowing across my right cheek and nose. I turned my head a little to the right as I opened my eyes to take in the face of my beloved. Though her hair was tossed around her head, her face had that early morning color and she had morning breath, to me she was beautiful. As I looked at her I recalled years of the lonely bed night after night. I was so happy that the desert-like part of my life was over. She must have sensed that I was looking at her as a small smile appeared a second before her eyes opened and she whispered, "I love you too handsome." Still bleary eyed, Veronica and I untangled and walked into the bathroom. As soon as we were in the warm shower we began to wake up. After soaping each other Veronica bent over and implored, "Fuck me, now, I won't have an opportunity again until Friday." Since Veronica and I met I have never turned down an opportunity to make love to my mistress. There was little foreplay as we both sought successfully to cum before using all the hot water. As we got out and were toweling off, a nude Mary Claire pranced in, to tell us that the coffee was brewing. She playfully kissed us both before stepping into the shower. Her complaint that the water was just warm reminded me to make sure that we increased the hot water capacity. Veronica made one more check of her suitcase after putting on a casual mid-thigh length skirt and a tight knit top without a bra and three inch slides. It was getting to be seven-thirty as we finished our breakfast and a second cup of coffee. Katrina and Ashley rushed out the door after suitably kissing me and Veronica and wishing her a pleasant trip. Mary Claire informed us that her mother just called her cell to say that she'd be home about eleven this morning and asked if she was available for lunch. She didn't know what was up but from her mother's tone Mary Claire sensed her mother was depressed. She didn't know what had happened but she planned to head home directly after dropping Veronica and Hazel off at the airport. I was in no rush to get to the office. Emerson knew I was going to hang around for the meeting with Dave and the decorator, and then with the title company rep. If all went as planned I would get to the office just in time for the ten-thirty meeting with our attorneys. Veronica answered the knock at the door at seven-forty. Alyssa Jamieson introduced herself to Veronica then me as she was ushered past me to the dining room. From the living room where I was reading a business journal my eyes took in the very attractive, slender, hazel-eyed brunette. I thought she was probably Kim's age. As Veronica handed her a cup of coffee Alyssa remarked, "You should have heard the girls at the office last week when your contractor visited. I'm the envy of every girl at the office since being assigned to your project. Hopefully working under, …er, with him'll be a pleasure." Remembering Veronica drooling over Dave, I could only smirk hearing this as I pretended to read. As Dave pulled into the driveway Veronica stood to look out the window. Alyssa joined her and watched our contractor as he walked to the house. Veronica noted, "Too bad it's not hotter. I'd love to entice him into the pool. I can only imagine what his package would look like in a Speedo." Alyssa replied in a low voice to Veronica, "It's always hotter in Florida where I'm from. What does your fiancé think about your lustful thoughts?" "He knows I look at Dave and a few other men. He doesn't mind any more than I mind him looking at other women," Veronica replied as she looked over at me and smiled. As the doorbell rang, Veronica turned to answer the door. I laughingly said to Veronica, "Ah, time for the Dave show. Try not to jump his bones until our job's done." Alyssa raised her eyebrows at that comment and slightly blushed before looking away toward the front door. Veronica opened the door and invited Dave in. Knowing he could take in her beauty, his eyes swept her face, her breasts, her stomach and legs to her feet. Then as he shook her hand he returned his gaze back to her eyes. You devil, I thought. You're braless and he's enough of a gentleman to look you in eye after he accepted your invitation to quickly admire you. Dave also shook Alyssa's hand and greeted her as well. "So you're my decorator. Your boss certainly made a very lovely choice. I'll have to call her and thank her." Alyssa murmured a "Good morning, Dave. I'm Alyssa Jamieson and thank you," Her cheeks were a little flushed. As we sat down at the dining room table, Dave unrolled a set of blueprints. He started by noting the new first floor bedroom suite. Just as he was pointing out that the patio door from the new bath suite was by the hot tub Mary Claire brought in a tray with another cup, a carafe of coffee, sugar bowl and pitcher of cream. After setting it on the table across from Dave, she reached across the table as Dave stood and shook both their hands as she introduced herself to both Dave and Alyssa. As she turned and walked toward the den, Dave unashamedly watch her swing her incredible ass. "Where do you find all these lovely young ladies?" he asked. "Does she live here too, along with … Cindy is it?" Veronica responded, "She's here a lot lately same as Cindy, but neither live here full-time." "I mentioned yesterday that this is becoming my most attractive site ever, and Mary Claire … certainly affirms that comment." As he was saying that he glanced at Veronica's breasts, and visually caressed them, again. God, I wonder if his wife is as attractive a female as Veronica finds Dave and if she shares. Though Dave is tall and well muscled I pictured his wife as being dwarfed by him, possibly about 5'1" blond, large breasted and quiet. I imagined her being a woman who quietly kept his home and eagerly pleased him by obeying his every whim. Alyssa opened her laptop and began taking notes as Dave pointed out the various features. He noted on his electronic pad that we needed to increase the capacity of the hot water system. When we suggested enlarging the new bedroom suite by moving the end wall out another eight feet, Grace's office which was designed to be on the other side of the pool from the bedroom suite was enlarged too in order to keep the symmetry. After noting the inclusion of a wine cellar in the basement and a twenty bottle wine cooler in the kitchen we began walking from room to room. With the blueprints in hand he walked Alyssa through our home to give her and us a general feel for the design. Some generalities were noted, heated tile floors in all the baths, oversize showers in the new first floor bath, master and the girls' bathrooms. When Alyssa asked questions about décor Veronica noted that a male finish for the den matching my tastes would be appropriate but that she wanted female finishes for all the bedrooms. Upon exiting the girls' current bedroom Alyssa asked Veronica, "Close your eyes, let your senses go. What type of environment do you want for the master bedroom? Imagine the scene. What sounds do you hear? What aromas to you smell? What type of tactile experiences do you feel? The bedroom should engage all your senses, not just fit a theme." Veronica said she liked that approach but that she wanted to think about our bedroom for a few days. She promised to have some discussion starting points when she returned. She also gave Alyssa the cell numbers of the girls to get their thoughts. When Alyssa saw Bryce Field she laughed that that bed alone started to give her some ideas for the master suite. Standing in the kitchen Veronica said the kitchen was to be completely replaced with granite counter tops, stainless appliances, an eating area and have a visual separation from the living/dining room. As we were winding down, Mary Claire answered the door, invited the title rep in who told her that she was a few minutes early. Mary Claire seated her in the den. As Mary Claire walked past us again, obviously passing in front of Dave, she let his eyes linger on him, glancing down at his 'package' in an obvious manner. Any Chance We Could Ch. 30 "Scott how in the world can you function when they're all home at the same time?" asked Dave. "It's a tough job but I manage," I laughed. I noticed Alyssa fight a smile as Dave asked his question and a short little one formed as I replied. As Alyssa finished her notes and was closing her laptop, Dave handed her a copy of the blueprints and promised he'd deliver a revised set as soon as they were available, possibly as early as the Thursday afternoon. We set the next meeting for Saturday morning at ten-thirty. Veronica escorted Alyssa to the front door and invited the title rep into the dining room. As they walked by the front door, the bell rang announcing the arrival of the notary. June opened her briefcase and laid out an array of documents including copies of the contract that we originally had signed as well as the two change orders. After running through all the papers for almost forty-five minutes making sure our understanding of the disbursement process agreed with the contract and that Dave was comfortable with the reimbursement procedures, we all signed under the watchful eye of the Notary. I promised to have the account funded with one million dollars before noon. After giving both Dave and I executed copies, and keeping one for herself, she gathered her copies, thanked us for the business and they both left. Veronica stood before Dave did and bent to pick up a cup from the dining table which afforded him another lingering look at her. I almost laughed aloud when she did. She was so obvious in her flirting. Dave looked at me with a smile on his face. He was clearly enjoying her flirting and he knew I didn't mind her doing it or him flirting back with his looks and comments. Dave left a few minutes later but not before going into the basement with me to discuss the possible size and location of the wine cellar. As we stood at the front door he asked if he could dump and spread two truckloads of gravel near the garage, bring a couple of PODS on site and have a couple of men come and load them with the garage contents and then on Thursday have a couple of 40 yard containers parked to hold the debris from the garage when it was torn down on Monday. "Not a problem," I replied, "as long as we have access to the front door. Starting Sunday night we'll park the cars on the edge of the front lawn." After Dave left Mary Claire came in to get the tray and coffee cups and remarked, "Are Dave and Alyssa related? They have very similar noses and eyes. And the shape of her chin is much like his too." "I noticed that and their laughs too," replied Veronica, "but I don't think she's from around here. she mentioned earlier that her home is in Florida." "Handsome, do you think he noticed that I didn't have a bra on?" she asked demurely. "Gee, I don't know. Mary Claire what do you think?" I asked grinning. "You didn't have a bra on Veronica? I guess I didn't notice," smirked Mary Claire. "Honey, you didn't think the neon sign around your neck was enough?" I laughed. "You know the one that was flashing 'bare tits inside'." "Oh stop," Veronica replied. "I guess my try for 'subtle' didn't work." I laughed loudly before offering, "You were far from being subtle." I walked to a red faced Veronica, spun her around with her back to me, raised her top and grasped those perfect mature breasts as Mary Claire looked on. I kissed her neck and then her lips as she leaned back and turned her head. I told her how much I loved her and said I'll be counting the minutes until she returned late Friday afternoon. I picked up my brown leather brief case and walked towards the garage door. "Call me tonight let me know who your 'fuck buddy' for tonight is. I love you Scott," cooed Veronica. "You really do have beautiful breasts," remarked Mary Claire once Scott closed the door. Mary Claire followed Veronica went upstairs where she sat on the edge of the bed. She watched Veronica dress in a sheer gray bra and thong, gray lace top thigh highs, gray leather 3 ½ heel sling-back pumps, a maroon satin blouse and a black knee length slightly flared skirt with maroon pin stripes. "You look good enough to eat," remarked Mary Claire while watching Veronica turn before the floor length mirror. "And if we had the time you know I'd let you," replied Veronica as she reached for her purse. They carried Veronica's suitcase and both bagged dresses downstairs, laid them over the back of the couch and Veronica pulled out a fall-weight dress coat from the entryway closet. While waiting for Grace Mary Claire finished cleaning up the kitchen and as she was placing the last items in the dishwasher when Grace rang the bell. Since Veronica had gone back upstairs to get a necklace she'd forgotten to pack Mary Claire welcomed Grace. Grace was no further than two steps inside the foyer when Mary Claire wrapped her arms around her and gave the recent arrival a prolonged open-mouthed kiss. After returning the affection, they both leaned back a bit and Grace asked, "What was that about?" "You're a beautiful woman and I've wanted to kiss you since I first met you," smiled Mary Claire. "How sweet," replied Grace. Mary Claire looked at Grace and enthused, "I love your outfit. It delightfully flatters you." As she descended the stairs Veronica noticed Grace was attired in a knee length dark blue flared skirt, tan hose, bone colored pumps, a bone colored silk blouse and a suit jacket that matched the skirt. Hearing her young friend's comment jointed the compliment by adding, "I agree. That ensemble clearly agrees with you." After a welcome hug she asked, "Are we ready?" ## As soon as I got to the office I called Dick at the bank to arrange a transfer of funds to the title company. As I gathered my files and folio for the meeting I called Carol from my cell. "Hi, Carol, Scott. … I'm well and you? … I understand we have a date for Thursday. … No she usually doesn't, but she did this time. … Is Erin coming with you? … Good, I'll make reservations for the three of us at Tony's. Where should I pick you up?" Carol answered, "We'll both come to your house, we can change into 'date' clothes there. … Of course you can help, … and we'll also bring clothes to wear to work on Friday. Thanks Scott, see you about five-thirty or six, love you." I still had six minutes before my meeting so I called my friend at the Washington University Art School. His department's secretary took my name and number and assured me that he would try to return my call this afternoon. I also jotted a note on a sticky to call Tony's. ## Mary Claire gathered the bagged dresses and Veronica rolled her suitcase and a smaller bag to the car. As they were loading it in the back Grace brought two suitcases from her car and gave Mary Claire her car keys. With an air of excitement they were off to the airport with Mary Claire driving. Veronica sat in front and turned sideways in the seat to converse with Grace and purposefully gave Mary Claire a twenty minute look at her thong covered pussy, and Grace kept her knees apart to afford Veronica the sight of her G-string. As they drove, Veronica told Grace all that Mary Claire had been doing around the house and that she had fallen in love with Mary Claire's culinary talents. Grace noted, "Veronica, it almost sounds like Mary Claire has become your house maid." "I wouldn't call her that," she smiled at Mary Claire, "but she's been a welcome godsend over the last few days." As they turned the corner and with the entrance gate a short distance away my fiancée asked, "Is there anything I can bring back for you?" In a teasing tone Mary Claire replied, "Hmmmm, what about two or three French Maid outfits?" Veronica and Grace looked at each other and laughed as they both shook their heads. After checking at the desk in the terminal, the woman at the desk paged the crew who had parked the Dessault Falcon on the apron just outside the door. After introducing themselves the pilots carried the luggage and the dresses to the aircraft, stowed the suitcases in the rear fuselage and hung the bagged dresses in hang-up closet near the head. Just as they were boarding Veronica received a cell phone call from Hazel. They talked briefly. Hearing Veronica apologizing for having to cut the call short because they were just boarding, the pilot said that the aircraft was equipped to handle in-flight cell calls and was WiFi equipped. With that information Veronica promised to call her back as soon as they reached cruising altitude The pilots explained where refreshments, pillows, blankets and lap top connections were located. The First Officer explained that other than making trips to the head or getting coffee or bottled water they would be leaving them alone. Even then they would be buzz them on the intercom before they entered the cabin. With explanations over the crew retired to the cockpit to run through their departure checklists. After receiving their clearance the First Officer got on the intercom and gave the safety briefing, the route and duration of the flight and pointed out that when the seat belt light was off they could change seats. While he was making this announcement the pilot began to taxi to the hold area off the runway. Given the light traffic they were immediately cleared for takeoff and were given their initial altitude and heading. Veronica was amazed by how quickly the Flacon reached cruising altitude. Maybe it was the light load that allowed them to ascend so quickly she mused privately. Grace and Veronica had seated themselves in the only pair of adjacent seats on the aircraft. Once the plane leveled off they disengaged their hands. Then as soon as the seatbelt sign turned off Grace stood to find some wine, cheese and crackers for the both of them. While drinking the wine and enjoying the cheese they mutually allowed the others hand to casually caress and enjoy the other's thighs. They talked about what the plans were in San Francisco, about Grace's new position, and about the renovations that were going to be made on Veronica's house during the honeymoon. Then as they enjoyed some delightful sandwiches, a macaroni salad and wine Grace explained in a bit more detail why she was unable to stay over until Saturday, and Veronica offered to get involved with the next 'class' of kids if there was one. Seeing the circular fields of western Kansas Veronica noticed to her embarrassment that they had been at cruising altitude for over an hour and she had yet to call Hazel. ## Mary Claire was greeted by her mother at the door and was immediately questioned about the strange car she was driving but didn't respond. "I realized yesterday between Oklahoma City and Kansas City that I miss you, Mary Claire, a lot," said Corinne kissing and hugging her daughter. With a surprised look on her face, Mary Claire returned the hug and the kiss, and asked "Why all of a sudden?" As they walked into the living room Mary Claire continued, "You've been traveling a lot for the last year and you barely acknowledge my presence when you're home. Even before all your traveling, you were rarely home because you were in meetings of one type or another. I know that both you and Dad are having affairs and that you both seem to have pretty much forgotten about me." "I know your Dad is fucking two or three women, one about your age and two in their mid-thirties. To my knowledge he's been fucking around for at least three and half years, and probably much longer than that," responded Corinne. She sighed, "At first I was angry and confronted him. He promised to not do so again, but a year later I learned otherwise." "It 's been longer than five years. When I was a freshman a friend of mine said Dad was fucking her mother and had been doing so for months. I didn't believe her, but later learned she was right," Mary Claire said as she took hold of her mother's hand as they sat turned towards each other on the couch. "And for the last year I've suspected that you too have been having an affair," sternly said Mary Claire. "I wish," her mother sighed. "Occasionally there's a sales or administrative intern traveling with me. While the intern usually is a woman, there have been several men too. No matter how I dressed or flirted with them, none of the men made a pass at me. I guess I'm not interesting enough for them to even make a pass." "Have you done anything with the women?" her daughter asked without sounding too excited. Corrine's voice became quieter but she still looked at her daughter as she replied, "I wouldn't mind trying a woman. I've wondered from time to time what it'd be like. With the female interns I've flirted and dressed for them, but again nothing's happened." Mary Claire could tell her mother was hurting even before the tears started to form in her eyes. With a cracking voice and as the tears started to flow, Corinne cried, "It's hard to admit to yourself that your husband no longer touches you because he's no longer interested in you or no longer loves you and that any love you had for him has long vanished. It's even harder to admit to yourself after throwing yourself almost in a wonton fashion at both men and women with no results that you are old and unattractive." Connie wiped her face and smiled, "This last trip I was alone and suddenly realized that I had missed the last year of my daughter's life. It's time to make changes in my life. I don't know if I'm going to divorce your father or not, but I do know I'd like to spend more time with you when I'm home. Perhaps you'd even like to travel with me." Corinne asked hopefully. "Mom, over the last week my life has changed. I've been spending a lot of time at Ashley Bryce's with Katrina Appleton and her dad, Scott. Veronica and Scott are getting married in about two weeks and they are totally renovating their house." Tears again started to flow, "Are you telling me that it's too late for us and that you want to live with the Appletons?" Mary Claire hugged her mother tightly against her. "Mom, that's not what I'm saying. It's not too late for us. I love you and yes I want us to become closer. We had so much fun together before your last two promotions. I could never ask you to give up your career. I'm proud of what you've achieved. Between all your travels and being neglected by Dad, and me feeling short-changed on attention, we got out of balance. I think with some time and help we can find that balance again." Corinne nodded her head in agreement as they looked into each other's tear-stained faces, "So what do we do now." Taking a deep breath, Mary Claire replied, "Let's start with me telling you that I'm a woman now. I gave up my virginity Sunday night and I feel recharged and have started to look for some new directions in my life. I messed up badly in high school when I ignored my studies and are you ready for this," when her mother nodded she continued, "several times I intentionally screwed up on some exams. On three exams in my junior year, Algebra, History and English, I only answered enough questions to ensure I'd pass." "Ohhh Mary Claire," Corinne sincerely cried. "One day I hope you'll be able to forgive me for being so blind." With a quivering lip, Mary Claire responded, "Mom, I love you very much and I do forgive you. I was the one who screwed up, but I'm happy to say that there is some hope. Scott and Veronica were looking through a couple of my sketch books and Scott said he was going to put me in touch with someone at the WU art school. Travel with you? Sure, maybe we can travel and reconnect, but I'll only travel when it doesn't interfere with my art education if it that happens. It'll take some time to get things back together in my life and I have to remain focused," explained Mary Claire. "If only your grandmother could hear you. She'd say it's good to see that the Pitt blood is running strong in your veins. Come let's sit in the kitchen I made some sandwiches and iced tea, or would you prefer coffee?" asked Corinne. "Tea will be fine. You're awfully nicely dressed for having just gotten off the road," remarked Mary Claire. "I showered and changed, I wanted to look nice," replied Corinne. Mary Claire looked at her mother and noticed that she seemed to look a bit younger than her age. Her auburn hair was flipped and rested lightly on her shoulders, her bright hazel eyes were tastefully made up, her shell top nicely accentuated her small C cup breasts. She had the nicely rounded hips and ass befitting a mother and with the heels she had on she was nearly Mary Claire's height who was wearing flats. "Mom, Dad is a fool! You're a beautiful, vivacious, full-figured woman. And as for the interns, most of them were likely tempted but given their youth and your position, they were probably too frightened to make the first move in case they were wrong in reading your signals. After all weren't not about to take any other steps out of fear of being wrong and the repercussions of a sexual harassment complaint?" Her mother nodded, "You're right about fear of a complaint. I never thought that they may have similar issues." "You're gorgeous. I only hope to look like you in fifteen let alone twenty-five years. Your curves are smooth and full." A blushing Corinne changed topics, "Whose car are you driving?" "It's Veronica's I took her and a friend to the airport for a flight to San Francisco where they're attending a charity gala Thursday night." "A man friend?" "No, a female friend. Scott's in a very involved business negotiation and his long time AA is going to represent the company and Veronica is going with her." "Hmm," replied Corinne chewing a bite of her sandwich. "So who did you give your virginity to, some young stud you're dating?" Watching her mother's face she smiled, "No, Mom, I don't date young studs, but I guess you haven't noticed. Sorry that was an inappropriate dig." When her mother gestured not to be concerned, Mary Claire continued, "I slept with Scott Sunday night and I asked him to make love me." Corinne dropped her sandwich which hit a fork which fell off the table clattering to the floor. "Does Veronica know?" she asked in a rising voice. "Sure, she was in bed with us. So were Ashley and Katrina. In fact in the afternoon, there were seven of us in their bed, all topless," smirked Mary Claire. "Let me understand this. You've been sleeping with both Scott and Veronica?" Corinne's voice rising in pitch and volume. Not caring whether the change in her mother's voice was due to alarm or something else. "Yes, I have," replied Mary Claire matter-of-factly as she took a sip of her tea. "Damn," said Corinne slapping her hand down on the table. "One of my teenage fantasies was to be loved and fucked by an older man and to try loving a woman. I'd like to meet Scott and Veronica. Do you think I can meet them?" "I'm going back later this afternoon to fix dinner for myself, Katrina, Ashley and Scott. I was planning on sleeping with him tonight. Want to go with me?" asked Mary Claire. "What will Veronica think?" asked Corinne. "She's probably beginning to seduce Grace, her traveling companion, now. She shares her women with him and as long as she knows who he's sleeping with she's cool with it," replied Mary Claire. "What do you mean she shares her women?" "She's bi, the same as me, Mom. Or as she jokes, 'I love my man's cock and anything into which his cock goes.' She loves teenage pussy and is more than willing to share with her man. They have no secrets and they have no jealousy. It's really wonderful to be in their aura of love, acceptance and understanding," answered Mary Claire. "You mentioned that there were seven in the bed. Does that mean that he, they, sleep with their daughters as well." Any Chance We Could Ch. 30 "Yes they sleep with and mutually pleasure each other, but Scott hasn't fucked either one yet. I think they're waiting for Katrina's birthday. That's probably why they're both going on the honeymoon with them. Neat huh?" "I need to absorb all this before I commit to going with you this afternoon." She was both intrigued and yet uncertain what to do. After taking a deep breath she continued, "But one thing comes immediately to mind. Don't … tell … your Father! He may be having affairs with several women at the same time, but he'd hit the roof if he knew what you're doing. It is one thing for him to do it, but entirely different for either his daughter or wife be part of group sex." "I think you're right about Dad," Mary Claire agreed. "It's okay for him to fuck some other man's teenage daughter but no one better do his baby. I don't think we've much to worry about; he's been home what, two or is it three nights in the last five weeks. I haven't spoken to him in over two weeks, and even then it was less than for five minutes." "It may well be time to end the charade and let your father drift out of our lives, that is if you can handle him becoming even less connected to you?" sighed Corinne. "Mom, it'll make little difference to me. For over three years he's been my father only in name," Mary Claire informed her mother. "Truthfully, Mom, he's not worthy of you. Divorce him and get him out of your life." Corinne hugged her daughter and thanked her for her understanding and support. After cleaning up the kitchen, they retired to the couch in the living room. Mary Claire invited her Mom to swing her legs onto her lap and lean against the arm. As they were talking Mary Claire was gently caressing and squeezing her mother's legs. She took off her shoes and massaged her mother's bare feet. As the conversation went on she slowly edged her hands up Corinne's thighs pushing her skirt up in the process. "What's it like to be pleasured by a woman," asked Corinne. "I know that sounds dumb coming from mother to daughter, but I'd like to know. I've heard it's wonderful." "It is. It's very different than being loved by a man. Scott may be an exception, he's gentle, tender, and considerate of what I'm feeling. Very little of it's about him. I don't know if I've told you anything, maybe you'd have to fuck him to find out what I'm talking about." "What, me fuck him! I doubt if he'd even be interested," exclaimed Corinne. "Oh, he'd be interested. He'd love to make love to a beautiful woman like you. Besides, I don't think he's had a mother daughter duo yet. Just imagine me lying on top of you. Our breasts rubbing against the other's as we kiss and invitingly spread our thighs for him. We lovingly kiss and moan into each other's mouth as he moves back and forth between our pussies while we each hope to be the recipient of his hot deposit, " exclaimed Mary Claire. As she was painting the scene Mary Claire ran her hand all the way up Corinne's leg and felt her rather damp crotch. "Oh, ho, you sure as hell are interested in joining me tonight, aren't you?" Keeping her hand against her mother's pussy Mary Claire leaned over and warmly kissed her on the mouth. Corinne didn't break the kiss immediately but when she did, she leaned back a bit and quietly asked, "Young lady are you trying to seduce me? Your own mother!" Before Mary Claire could respond Corinne threw both her arms around her daughter and began kissing her. As Mary Claire's tongue began to push against her lips she opened her mouth and allowed her tongue to enter. Within moments, Corinne's tongue was in Mary Claire's mouth and she could feel Mary Claire's other hand softly caressing her breast. Corinne broke the kiss, lovingly looked at her daughter, "Wait. Do you really want to do this?" "Yes, I do," replied Mary Claire. "It's delectably wicked and exciting isn't it?" Between kisses her mother replied, "That it is. Mmmm" "Get up, let me move closer to the arm and now you lay across my lap." After shifting positions, Mary Claire pulled her mother's skirt all the way up and began caressing her inner thighs and then her ass as they kissed as lovers. As they continued to kiss, Corinne rather gingerly put her hand on her daughter's breast. Without breaking the kiss, Mary Claire began unbuttoning her blouse and let Corinne finish. Corinne pushed it open and began caressing her daughter's bra covered breasts. Between kisses Mary Claire asked, "Your bed or mine?" "Your's," replied Corinne taking Mary Claire's hand and helping her up from the couch. They immediately entered a deep embrace with both hands on each other's ass. "Come on sweetheart or we'll wind up on the floor." They walked upstairs to Mary Claire's bedroom. Mary Claire began lifting her mother's knit top while her mother pushed her daughter's blouse off her shoulders. Gazing into each other's eyes, with their hearts pounded they unzipped their skirts. As Mary Claire stepped out of her shoes they both knew their relationship was about to change forever. As Mary Claire reached around her mother's back to unfasten her bra unspoken communication was flowing between them. As Corinne let it slide down her arms, Mary Claire remarked, "God Mom, they're beautiful, what man or woman wouldn't want to love those." Corinne released the front clasp of Mary Claire's bra. She gasped lustfully at her daughter's youthful perky breasts. "They're gorgeous," grinned Corinne. "I've wondered for years what it would be like to suckle and play with another woman's breasts, and here I am about to do it. I never dreamed that my own daughter would be my first female and extra-marital lover." Feeling naughty and feeling a rush over realizing the significance of what this moment was for her mother, Mary Claire answered while smiling into her mother's face, "There is something wonderfully poetic in a daughter seducing her mother into breaking her vows and into cheating on her father. I'm excited by the idea of being your first extra-marital lover. Come let's make love." "It's definitely poetic," her mother giggled as they moved towards the queen bed. ## Veronica cursed that she had forgotten to call Hazel. She and Grace had been enjoying the luxuries of the aircraft as they chatted away. Veronica sipped the last of the Chardonnay in her glass as she reached into her handbag for her cell. She smiled and nodded as Grace offered to refill her glass. "Hi, it's Veronica. Sorry I didn't call back sooner. Yes, Grace and I are going to accept a recognition award on Scott and Emerson's behalf. … Yes, I did flash Emerson last night, he seemed to enjoy it. … Scott didn't mind, after all Emerson's his best friend. …Yes it was a turn on for both of us. Did you get nicely fucked when he got home? … I thought so. I hope you didn't mind Hazel. I was just trying to get you to loosen up a bit. … I'm glad … He couldn't? … And when you joined him on the couch what did you talk about? … Really, images of him being with someone else. …Don't you ever think of being fucked by someone else when you and Emerson are having sex? … No, I hoped you probably would. … Because it's healthy, that's why. …I'm not afraid to admit that I've thought a time or two about Emerson ramming his hot hard cock in me … yes I have. …Sure he knows. … Because I tell him, that's how. … No I've often watched him make love to another woman. … Carol for one. …Sure oral sex is part of our lovemaking. … You remember Ashley blowing him don't you? … Thought so and lightning didn't strike either one of them and they've done it frequently before and since then. …Yes, Katrina too and so has Mary Claire …You haven't met her yet, she's a friend of Katrina and Ashley. … A month or two older than Katrina. … Yes I understand that you can't help thinking it's a sin and something a good girl doesn't do. … Do you think I'm being that? … Do you really think that of me? …Yes. …Hazel can I ask the minister who's going to marry us if she'll talk to you. … If she says yes will you talk to her? … Good. … Emerson's a very sexy man and he loves you dearly, keep that in mind every day. … I'll see her next week. … Friday at the club, yes. …I may be a bit late but Scott and the girls'll be there. Mary Claire too, I think. … We will, thanks. See you Friday. Bye." While Veronica was speaking to Hazel, Grace turned on her cell phone and composed a text message, 'I'm dreaming of your wonderful womanly charms and delights'. After she sent the message she imagined the look on Jane's face as she read it. Less than five minutes later her text message bell sounded, 'oh my. I'm wet with desire for you'. ## Her beaming face still drenched with her mother's juices she looked up and into her Mother's glistening eyes and asked "Was it good for you? You taste soo nice." As Mary Claire lowered her head back to Corinne's shaved pussy, Corinne grasped her head with both hands and asked "No more right now, baby I don't think I could take a third one now. You'd have to scrape me up from this bed. God you do that well, I image you've practiced a lot" "Yes, Mom I have with a lot of girl friends and Veronica. We've apparently wasted a few years by not communicating haven't we?" "Yes," sighed Corinne, "but not anymore. I want to go with you tonight, but will Scott think my thighs are too heavy and that my ass is too big. I've put on over twenty-three pounds since I had you. I 'm too fat." "Heavens, no. I love your shapely thighs, they're firm but soft on either side of my head. Your beautiful ass is mature, full and so enticing as you walk. Dad's an idiot for ignoring you!" "Your father doesn't think so. He's chasing skirts not much older than you," she sighed. Mary Claire shook her head, "So you're letting the opinion of a fool affect how you feel about yourself? Mom, you're a sexy beautiful woman with a woman's body not a girl's like mine." Cuddling against her mother she continued, "You're sensuous and good-looking. All you need is a wardrobe and a hair makeover, and Veronica's just the woman to help you with both. You have a striking body that with the right clothes you'll turn heads, just wait and see." "You really think that Veronica would help?" Corinne asked hopefully. "Definitely," the daughter smiled. "Do you really think that Scott will like me? What should I wear?" asked Corinne. "Scott will love you. He's not like Dad. He respects and adores women not just for their body but also for their mind. He'll love making love to you. As for his tastes, he has a hose and heels fetish and all of us pander to that. Since he pleases all of us, we want to please him as well," said Mary Claire as she suddenly bounced off the bed excitedly. "Let's look in your closet." Mary Claire was eying a knit dress when her Mom pulled out a below the knee length black skirt that buttoned all the way up the front. "Ohh, that'll get his attention, especially when you sit and have several buttons undone and after you have his attention you can occasionally undo another one. How about a scoop neck knit top, you've got great boobs. Thigh highs or garter stockings? Heels, very high heels to emphasize your ass." "I don't have anything other than pantyhose. We can stop at Macy's on the way. I'll buy thigh highs, and I expect you to clue me to what he'd like. I assume you've worn hose for him. Heels, my highest are probably three and half inches. That red pair over there, will those work?" asked Corinne with hopefulness in her voice. "Wear a red top, a red push up bra if you have one, a red thong and the red heels. What do we need to buy today other than thigh highs?" asked Mary Claire. "Oh, not much," sighed Corinne, "other than a red bra and panty set, and black hose." "Rather than Macys let's go to Sak's. Let's get you dressed and go right now. If you needed shoes I could take you to a perverted shoe store," enthused Mary Claire. "What do you mean 'perverted'?" "Just you wait and see … but you 'll need to follow my instructions," teased her daughter. Mary Claire was enjoying the role of teacher and seducer. ## During a break in our meeting Cheryl, who was filling in for Grace, handed me a message. The Dean Emeritus of the Art School had returned my call. I immediately called him and explained about Mary Claire and what I had seen in her sketch book. He said it was the least he could do for helping to profitably guide his investments for over twenty-three years. He was free to see Mary Claire on Thursday at eleven o'clock and emphasized that she bring several of her sketch books. When I hung up the phone I was confident that my young friend was about to have her life changed. And I was confident she'd enthusiastically embrace the opportunity. As I returned to the meeting I felt happy and contented. It felt good doing something to make a meaningful difference in the life of a person who needed a little help. As I sat down at the head of the board table I wondered how many such opportunities I'd missed because I'd been too focused on myself. ## Grace and Veronica rearranged their skirts after the First Officer notified them of the beginning of the descent into San Francisco International. A limo driver standing and waiting for them on the apron, greeted them. As he carried the bagged dresses and the suitcases to the trunk Grace whispered to her friend, "I've never been waited on like this in my life." "Me neither. It is a nice experience," Veronica smiled. Grace nodded in agreement. Veronica shook that the hands of the crew and thanked them for the pleasant flight. Upon entering the limo both women noticed that is was almost two o'clock local time. Veronica immediately called Scott while adjusting her watch. "Hi, handsome, we're here. … A very comfortable and pleasant flight. … No, not yet." Looking at Grace and watching her reaction she asked her fiancé, "have got a fuck buddy for tonight yet? … I thought it might be Mary Claire, she's fixing dinner for all of you isn't she? … We if she doesn't work out let me know otherwise. … Probably until eight or nine, local. … I love you too, Scott, so much. … Oh, did you talk to Carol? … Tony's huh. … You owe me. … Bye." Grace's eyes were wide with amusement. There was an unasked question there, but Veronica was content to let Grace's imagination and curiosities play on her mind. ## After shopping, Mary Claire and Corinne drove to Scott's house. The girls weren't home yet so they went upstairs to the spare bedroom to change. Corinne put on the new red push up bra, barely black lacetop thigh highs and the new red thong. She unbuttoned the bottom three buttons on her skirt and sat on the edge of the bed. Corrine watched as Mary Clair undressed and then put on a grey garter belt, matching v-string, shelf bra, dark tan stockings, a button white blouse, and a mid-thigh length straight skirt. She had noticed before that her daughter was beautiful, but for the first time in her life she was studying her daughter's body with a lover's eye. She noticed that Mary Clair's slender body made her legs appear to be much longer and sleek. She loved the tightness of her daughter's firm ass and how it swayed so naturally. She fought a smile as a wicked kinky thought came across her mind as she looked at her daughter's shapely breasts. I can't believe I'm so turned on by my own daughter. Oh God, her breasts are so enticing. I could get lost in them. Imagine lusting to suckle the breasts that will suckle my grandchildren. Mmmm now that's a kinky thought, grandchild drinking from one breast as grandma drinks from the other." After slipping on her new black pumps Mary Claire bent over with her ass towards her mother and asked, "How much can you see?" When her mother didn't respond, she again asked, "Earth to mother. How much can you see?" "Most of the welt of your stockings, but no skin," replied Corinne as she was drawn from her wild thoughts. "Perfect, let's go downstairs and you can sit in the den while I start dinner. It's four-thirty now. Katrina and Ashley said they'd be home by five and I expect Scott shortly after that," explained Mary Claire. As they were passing through the foyer the front door bell rang. Mary Claire opened the door and Dave was standing there with a red document wallet in his hand. For a moment he was speechless looking at Mary Claire and in light of the earlier visits made no attempt to be subtle about looking at the young woman. He thoroughly caressed her with his gaze before he moved his eyes to Corinne's smiling face for several seconds. While he'd been looking at Corinne Mary Claire looked at his package and was still looking there when he turned his eyes back to her. "Mary Claire… isn't it?" He asked while smiling that she had been looking at his crotch. "Yes, and this is my mother Corinne Peters, won't you come in?" "Ahh, sure," as he stepped in. "I brought some paint colors, other finishes and some brochures from Alyssa, would you give these to Scott and Veronica." "Sure, sit down a few minutes. Do you want anything to drink? Let me look through them in case Scott has any questions." "I'm glad to wait but I'll pass on the drink. In forty-five minutes I'm examining a house with a fire damage claim," he replied sitting in the wing back chair. Across from him Corinne sat on the couch, with her legs demurely crossed but with her skirt split open about five inches above her knee. Mary Claire sat on the edge of the cushion and looked through the wallet, and put it next to her and spread her legs a bit. She grinned as Dave continued to look at her mother rather than her. Her mother was beaming under his attention. Mary Claire almost laughed aloud when her mother quietly and without any pomp undid another button, slowly uncrossed her right leg over the left and even more slowly crossed the left leg over the right. With the skirt exposing much more of her thigh Corinne beamed when Dave's smile grew brighter. Mary Claire's heart was filled with joy. Dave I could kiss you, she thought as she looked at her mother. You're just what the doctor ordered for her. Now she'll believe me when I tell her she's an attractive woman. Before getting up, she said, "I guess they'll call you with questions. Veronica's in San Francisco and Scott should be home for dinner. Thanks for dropping those off." Mary Claire had noticed that her mother's stocking welts and the flash of her patties had gotten Dave's attention. As he stood his 'package' seemed to be having trouble fitting in his jeans. She noticed that her mother also noticed that she had aroused this man. As he shook her hand the contractor said, "It is been a pleasure to meet you Corinne. I hope to see more of you." Turning to Mary Claire he grinned, "It's nice seeing you again Mary Claire, twice in one day, that's a treat." After closing the door Mary Claire turned and almost ran into Corinne, "Oh, I was watching his ass and didn't hear you behind me, sorry Mom." "God, he's a hunk. Is he available?" "I don't know for sure but I think he's married. I've been so busy looking at him I've not paid any attention to his wedding finger." She snickered, "Next time I'll need to pay less attention to his face, his rippling muscles and his gorgeous butt." Corinne chuckled along with her daughter, "I know what you mean. The muscle in his pants distracted me too so much so I forgot to check out his finger. He's hot. I hope he's not married." Any Chance We Could Ch. 30 "What I do know is that all of us shamelessly flirt with him and he usually returns the favor, now that he knows that Scott doesn't mind him looking at us." Teasing her mother Mary Claire added as they walked to the den, "I told you you were gorgeous. Tonight he's going to be dreaming of fucking you." "I don't know about that," Corrine giggled. "But seeing him admire me did make me feel good. If that handsome man had told me to lie down and spread my legs I would have meekly laid back, pulled my skirt up and invited him to be the first man other than your father to fuck me." "You better be prepared to receive more attention. There's another handsome man who'll be home shortly who is going to adore you. He'll be eager to fuck you with his firm hot cock." "You are really taken by Scott," Corrine said not as a question but as a matter of fact. Mary Claire nodded her head. Looking into her mother's eyes she replied, "Absolutely! Besides being handsome he's kind, generous man who's a sensitive as well as an excellent lover." As her daughter headed to the kitchen, Corrine wondered if her daughter was merely infatuated with this man or was in love with him. She hoped it was more the former than the latter. She privately thought, I hope she doesn't get hurt. Being in love with a married man or a man who is engaged is asking for a mess of trouble. Corinne still was sitting in the den watching the evening news when both Ashley and Katrina arrived home. On their way to the kitchen they didn't even glance in the den and notice Corrine. Seeing Mary Claire they both embraced her and kissed her on the lips. As they were approaching the foot of the stairs, Corinne stood from the plush easy chair. They knew the woman who was walking towards them smiling was Mary Claire's mom by the facial resemblance. Katrina was the first to take her hand and said with a broad smile, "I'm Katrina Appleton and this is Ashley Bryce, soon to be Ashley Appleton. It's so nice to meet you Mrs. Peters. Welcome to our home." "Please, no 'Mrs. Peters'. I'm Corrine." "Corrine it is," Ashley agreed. "We need to change and we'll be back down in a few minutes." "Mary Claire, your mother's gorgeous," Ashley said over her shoulder in the direction of the kitchen . "Thanks, I think so too," yelled back a happy Mary Claire. A still blushing Corinne walked into the kitchen and said, "What beautiful young women." "That they are," her daughter nodded. Then she warned her mother, "If those two get you into their bed, watch out. They're more than a handful." "Oh really," Corrine said wistfully as her imagination tried to picture being with those two vivacious young women. Ten minutes later Ashley and Katrina returned both clad in short skirts and knit tops, tight knit tops, hose and heels. As soon as Ashley sat in a kitchen chair and crossed her legs, Corinne realized that not only she but probably Katrina as well were wearing garter stockings. "I'm glad you clued me into the dress code in this lovely house," said Corinne to her daughter. "Yeah, Mom's gone for a few days so we thought we'd distract him so he wouldn't be lonely. Is it safe to assume that you're both staying for dinner and beyond?" asked Ashley. "If you're comfortable with me, sure, why not," smiled Corinne. Katrina moved to Corrine's side and bent over. As she bent she noticed Corrine's eyes looking at how her top hugged her breasts. Katrina glanced at her lover who discretely winked for her to play with the older woman. The bright eyed smiling young woman gently turned Corrine's face to the side and upward to look into her eyes. "Has your daughter told you that she's been with my sister and me as lovers, and that we find beautiful women like you to be irresistible?" Corrine was unable to utter a word. Her heart was thumping and she was lost in Katrina's penetrating brown eyes as she nodded her head. Katrina lightly kissed her and ran her tongue along the older woman's gloss covered lips. "Mmmmm, delectable. We'll get to know each other more another time." She smiled before kissing Corrine for a little longer. Goosebumps covered Corinne's arms and she felt her thong dampen. She felt a bit light-headed about what had just happened. "My God, Mary Claire where did you find such wonderful people?" she asked rhetorically. All four were sitting and chatting at the dining room table when I arrived. My attention was immediately drawn to Corinne and I stuck out my hand to her first. "Scott Appleton, welcome to our home, can I assume you're Mary Claire's mother?" "I am, and so nice to meet you," said Corinne rising. Ashley was the closest to me and she threw her arms around my neck and gave me an open mouthed kiss and I caressed her ass. "Garter stockings, eh," I said. Mary Claire was next and said through our kiss, "We all have them on." Katrina gave me the longest and most thorough kiss while I moved my hand down to her ass and pushed her pelvis against my growing erection. I went to sit until Katrina clearing her throat and used her eyes to direct my attention to Corrine. I noticed that there was a look of expectation, that she too was part of the party. "Would you like a kiss too, Corinne. I usually don't kiss on the first handshake, but I don't want you to feel left out." Corinne replied by stepping toward me and surprisingly opened her mouth just as our lips met. I could feel her firm breasts against my chest, and her soft belly against mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck and thoroughly kissed me, tongue and all. As she broke the kiss, she said, "I think I over reacted, sorry." I immediately kissed her again but this time I was more aggressive and held the kiss longer. When she moaned I ended the kiss while whispering, "Don't be sorry on my account Corinne, you're a lovely woman and that was an enjoyable kiss." "Oh, but what would your fiancée have said if she were here," puzzled Corinne. "She'd have you in her arms by now enjoying your lovely mouth too," I grinned. Dinner'll be ready in about thirty minutes. Let's eat on the pool deck," announced Mary Claire. I went to change. Katrina followed me to the stairs and asked in a low voice, "Can you forget your underwear tonight? We, I guess even Corinne, want to play with your magnificent cock." "You'll do it in front of her?" I asked. "Sure, you'll probably fuck Mary Claire tonight and I doubt she'll be offended if you do it in front of her. Mary Claire has already told her about us and Corrine it seems is planning on staying the night," explained Katrina. I came back down in a polo shirt and sweat shorts, my erection clearly visible. Ashley wrapped her hand around it, lightly kissed me and said "Thanks." I noticed that Corinne was seated at the table on the deck with her legs crossed showing a good deal of a very attractive hose covered leg with her split skirt falling down on either side of her thigh. I sat adjacent to her and we both turned our chairs to face each other. While she was looking at my crotch, I was looking at her cleavage, thinking, That's a nice handful. Corinne explained what she did and talked about the amount of travel she was doing. She sounded not too happy about the travel but was enthusiastic about her job. I was familiar with her firm. We'd invested in it until we started liquidating most of our holdings four months ago when they made management changes that we felt didn't posture them for growth. As she explained about her territory I couldn't help but smile, I knew much of it already. Over the last two years she had turned her territory into one of the more profitable territories in the country, and had done so even when they assigned a large section of Texas to another manager. Yet her company didn't recognize her abilities as they promoted some other guy whose territory had grown only because it absorbed the heart of Texas in a reorganization of territories. His growth was fictitious and yet they made him VP of their sales team. I explained a bit about what I did and that Veronica was in commercial real estate but was currently at home most of the time preparing for our wedding and some major renovations we were going to do. I was most impressed by the nature of her questions about the financial industry and commercial real estate. From what I already knew and from our conversation, if she were to have applied to work for our firm, I suspect we'd have snapped her up. Katrina set the table and we enjoyed a very good meal and a glass of wine for each. "Mary Claire, you're not only a beautiful young lady, but a talented artist and a fantastic cook as well," I said as we were finishing. "Before I forget, you have an appointment with the Dean Emeritus at the Wash U Art School at eleven tomorrow morning. Take several of your sketch books to show the Dean." "Thanks, I'm really looking forward to it, and thanks for the compliment," smiled Mary Claire. "Even if the food were awful you'd still compliment me just to get between my legs." I happened to be looking at Corinne during the last comment expecting shock, but instead Corinne just smiled and blushed slightly. "Coffee, tea, or me?" asked Mary Claire playfully. Lightheartedly, I replied, "Coffee now and if you're spending the night I'd like to share you with Katrina and Ashley." Remembering her mother was there I quickly looked again at Corinne, "I apologize for that comment." "Oh, I really don't think an apology is necessary, Mary Claire can decide who she wants to sleep with and if she wants to move in with you and Veronica, that's alright too. I'd like to see her more though, but no sense in her staying in that big empty house while I'm traveling every other week and her father travels all the time fucking his bimbo de jure." With down-cast eyes Corinne asked, "Could I interest you in an older pussy as well?" It was Mary Claire's turn to blush and both my girls' jaws momentarily dropped before they snickered. "You mean tonight?" I asked with surprise in my tone. "Absolutely, I'd like to meet Veronica before I fuck you, but I can in the future if she agrees. I'm not going to fuck a married man unless I hear his wife agree or she participates." There was firmness in her voice along with a hint of pain in her eyes. Having been there somewhat myself I had sympathy for how she was feeling. A second later I knew the source of her daughter's playful tone and spirit. "I understand that you have a hose and heels fetish," she continued. She stood, moved to within five feet of my chair, unbuttoned her skirt and let it drop to the deck. "See anything you might like?" she asked as she put her hands on her hips and slowly turned around. "Nice legs, great ass, and I guess I'll hold comment on your tits 'til later," I grinned, my cock instantly getting hard and pushing against the front of my shorts. Looking at Mary Claire I asked, "Can you amend your earlier offer to coffee, tea, me or my mother?" Mary Claire glowed as she laughed, "So amended. Or how about coffee, tea, me, my mother or my mother and me?" "Well, your Mom can't be the only one pandering to Dad," said Ashley as she stood, unzipped her skirt and let it fall. Katrina and Mary Claire were soon similarly unattired. All the ladies sat back down except for Mary Claire who headed to the kitchen to make the coffee. As she walked away from us Corinne remarked, "She's got a nice ass doesn't she?" as she watched her daughter walk through the patio door. Almost immediately Katrina and Ashley began carrying dinner dishes into the kitchen. Reaching for the dishes in front me, Katrina said into my ear, "You super stud, I love you." Ashley returned with mugs on a tray, stopped next to me and ran her hand up my leg, under my shorts and wrapped her fingers around my cock. She asked sweetly, "Something hard for dessert?" "Of course, after coffee?" I grinned. "Are they always like that, your daughters?" asked Corinne. "Pretty much, yeah. They pet on Veronica as much as me. Since I started sleeping with your daughter, she's become the same." Trying to remain jovial and friendly I added, "I know it's a tough life, but thank God I get to live it." Corinne looked meditative with a hint of loneliness. Thinking about the earlier hints of pain and anger, I added, "When I learned of my ex's affair with another woman I was in a funk for years. In my pain I lost myself in my work and cut myself off from friends. I rarely saw Katrina and when I did, though I loved her, I still kept a wall between us. I ended up not only hurting myself but also my daughter. I'm very happy that I got a new life and connected with my daughter before it was too late." "I going to have to make changes to my life, including ending a marriage that's a marriage in name only. I only hope that Mary Claire can forgive me for being an ass of a mother," Corinne said. "Try affection with your daughter, she'll respond." I replied with a smile as I reached for her hand and squeezed it. "She's a warm, loving young women who neither you nor I should sell short." ## On the limo ride to the hotel Grace was trying to get Veronica to respond to her gentle touches and occasional kiss on the neck, but Veronica wasn't responding. Grace was disheartened yet still hopeful that once they were at the hotel in the privacy of their own room things would change. Veronica sat in the lobby waiting for Grace to check in and continued to hone her thoughts. Veronica smiled at Grace when she turned to look over her shoulder. Timing is the key, not to early or not too late, she reminded herself. After tipping the bellman and hanging up the dresses Grace wrapped her arms around Veronica and passionately kissed her with an open mouth and probing tongue that Veronica was unable to avoid responding too. They were cupping the other's ass and generally trying to keep from falling down. As they broke the kiss, Veronica said, "Shit, this isn't my plan. God, your mouth feels so good and your body against mine is irresistible. Can we calm down for a while? Let's go shopping." Giving her a curious look, Grace said "Sure." Grace and Veronica touched up their makeup and stopped at the concierge desk and asked the young woman for a recommendation for lingerie shops. "Surely," she replied. "There's Nordstrom and also another charming boutique named 'Intimates' which is also on Market, about two blocks from the Nordstrom store. May I call a car to take you there?" "We'd appreciate that," replied Veronica. The concierge gave her a card and told them to call the number on it and the car would pick them up within fifteen minutes. She also asked if they needed dinner reservations for this evening . Grace replied, "Yes, someplace romantic. And could you have a car to get us there for an eight o'clock dinner, please." "I'll take care of it. May I assume that from the way you keep looking at each other that you're partners. If so I know the perfect place, intimate, romantic with some curtained booths for your privacy. I hope I didn't offend you by asking." "No, you didn't, thank you for your thoughtfulness. Come Grace, are we ready to leave now?" asked Veronica. "Yes, my love, we are," grinned Grace. The doorman had the car waiting. Arriving at Nordstrom's they browsed the dress and then the lingerie departments. Both made several purchases of sheer gowns and teddies. The associate asked if she could have the purchases delivered to their hotel when she saw the St Louis address on the screen from the debit card swipe. "Let's walk," suggested Grace as they went toward 'Intimates'. Against her plan, Veronica took Grace's hand in hers for about five steps outside the Nordstrom store. Timing is everything Veronica nervously reminded herself as she let go of Grace's hand. Grace looked at her and smiled while momentarily she and Veronica held hands. 'Intimates' was a treasure trove of everything feminine and soft and wonderful scents. They had an extensive selection of lotions, soaps and perfumes. As they were browsing the merchandise Veronica asked a sales clerk 'Janice' for assistance in finding a maid's uniform. "You know, not for utility, but for intimate foreplay." "Of course," she replied, and led her to a rack of costume and theme lingerie. "Some of these are pretty tame, but a lot of them are wonderfully risqué. Are you looking for your partner, or someone else?" "My husband and I have just hired a twenty year old who asked that I look for something sexy and suitable. I like that one with the sheer bodice and very short skirt." "Oh, I didn't mean to offend you, she isn't your partner," blushed Janice. "No, she is, we're both bi," smiled Veronica. "Have you seen the DVD, intimate toys and other products section yet?" Janice asked. After choosing four outfits for Mary Claire, two semi revealing but quite sexy and two 'wear only with your lover' outfits, she handed then to Janice. She was then directed to the other products section. Grace was already browsing and had a small handheld basket almost full with toys, DVD's and intimate lube products. Veronica noticed that it was almost six and as they were checking out she called for the car to pick them up at the shop's curbside. As they were picked up within minutes, Veronica asked the driver if he had been nearby. He replied that they're required to wait in the proximity for their guests as it was, "Just another way of providing the exemplary service we're known for." Grace kept her hand on Veronica's upper thigh the whole way back to the hotel and Veronica put her own hand on top of it and moved closer to Grace. She was thinking, I need to reestablish control here, my libido seems to have taken over. Would it be so bad if she initiates sex tonight? I can always be in control at my own home. I really do want to fuck and be fucked. Maybe it'll just be easier if I go with the flow. How bad can that be, will it be in the papers tomorrow? Scott wouldn't care, he knows what I'm up to, maybe in this case it doesn't make any difference. She's going to be around a lot after our honeymoon, I can regain control them, I just can't let her control me or have any expectation of controlling me. I think control doesn't make any difference to her, she's horny as hell, and so dammit am I. As Veronica and Grace were getting dressed for dinner and trying desperately to keep their hands off each other while their pussies were wetting their thongs, I called. "Veronica, I love you. … Mary Claire brought her mother Corinne to dinner. … Yes, probably. … They're all standing around in hose, heels, tops and no skirts. …No, Corinne won't until she meets you. … What'd you think? …I 'd like to. … You want to talk to her, okay here she is," and I handed the phone to Corinne. "This is Corinne Peters, hi Veronica. … He's that. My daughter speaks highly of him, and you as well. … So it would be okay with you then. … Probably all four of us even though it'll be crowded. … No I haven't seen it. … Bryce Field eh, … Okay I'll play nice and I hope to meet you in person soon. … By the way, if Mary Claire wants to move out of our house and move here, I'm fine with it. … Let the rat bastard think whatever he wants. Enjoy your visit in San Fran. … I feel better having talked to you, now I understand why Mary Claire is so enchanted with your family. … Bye" "Is everything alright?" asked Grace. "Yeah, I just talked to his fuck buddy for tonight. Mary Claire's mother, they'll probably double team him with Ashley and Katrina in the cheering section," Veronica replied. "Is that alright with you?" asked Grace taking Veronica's hands in hers. When Veronica nodded and smiled she pulled gently on Veronica's arms and their lips met in a prolonged open mouth kiss. "He's really good in bed isn't he? He must be for you to share him and with him. I can hardly wait to be in the same bed with the two of you, but that's not news to you is it?" Any Chance We Could Ch. 31 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the beginning to appreciate this tale. I apologize for the length of time between this chapter and the last one. Recovery is well underway and I hope to post regularly again. This is a half chapter. Thursday morning October 25 ## (Wednesday evening continued) With the sun dropping low in the sky it turned cool on the deck. Noticing Katrina shiver I suggested that we move into the den and enjoy more wine and conversation. I sat on the couch with Ashley on one side of me. Discretely winking at me Katrina directed Corinne to sit on the other side of me. Katrina then sat in one of the wingback chairs across from me. After delivering the wine glasses and decanter of wine and pouring everyone a glass Mary Claire sat in the other. Corinne turned, resting one hose-covered leg against my thigh asking, "What do you do? … Other than enjoy these lovely young ladies and your fiancée?" "I'm an investment banker and amateur photographer," I replied putting my hand on her leg just above her knee. "My partner and I've enjoyed success and after meeting Veronica I stopped working fourteen hour days, seven days a week, and began to enjoy my daughter and Veronica as well as Ashley." "That feels nice, up a bit please," Corinne sighed. I looked briefly at a smiling Mary Claire. As I moved my hand up to the bottom of her lace stocking top she looked into my eyes asking, "How did you come to make love to my daughter?" "A few weeks ago she and Cindy came over to visit and they all wound up in the hot tub. All except Mary Claire eventually shed their tops. Your daughter seemed bashful and unsure that night. Last Sunday, Veronica was shopping when Mary Claire, Angela, Cindy, Katrina, Ashley and Caroline were enjoying the warm day poolside and I joined them. I don't exactly remember the dynamics but next thing I knew all six of them had shed their tops. Mary Claire's bashfulness had completely disappeared along with her suit top." Corinne laughed, "You likely got too caught up looking at the young ladies to pay any attention to much else." "What can I say? I'm a man who enjoys looking at and being with sensuous women like yourself." I defended myself with a grin while moving my hand a little higher up Corinne's thigh. I noticed Ashley nod slightly at Katrina who returned the message with her eyes. As I continued my story and looked into Corrine's eyes, Ashley's hand slowly moved up my thigh. "Well, when Veronica got home mid-afternoon she joined us and shed her blouse and bra as she walked across the deck to join us. Mary Claire offered to let us caress her breasts if she could return the favor to Veronica and to wrap her hand around my cock." "I'm getting the impression my daughter's into women in a big way. Maybe more than men," she finished by looking at her daughter who seemed like she wanted to reply but her eyes dropped and she remained silent and red faced. I moved my hand a little higher still. Corinne's hand covered Ashley's. Ashley's hand moved little higher so that the back of Corinne's hand grazed my firm shaft. Coming to Mary Claire's aid I offered, "I'm not sure about that." Corrine looked at me as I continued, "I think your daughter is a sumptuous energetic young woman who has a sexual tiger in her just waiting to be released." Moving my other hand across Corinne's cheek I added, "Just like her mother." Corrine glowed. Frankly I was amazed how at ease I'd become with sexual play and seduction. As Corrine and I looked silently into each other's eyes I wondered privately where this skill'd come from. I smiled at her as I asked myself if I had learned this smoothness from Veronica or had I just become more practiced because of Veronica. Then I recalled my Canadian friend who lived next door to me in the college dorm. He seemed so smooth and gallant with the ladies and they adored him. He often held their hands and they kissed him. He was always talking with some coed on a bench or carrying her books. Anytime a shirt needed repairing there was a girl or two willing to do it. Though he never accepted their offers he even had girls who were willing to do his laundry. I remembered him saying one night, "Scott, be comfortable with your manhood. Don't put on airs or try to walk around as if you're God's gift to woman like some of these guys. Instead, be yourself and treat each as a sensuous princess, and to that add a judicious amount of romance. Look for and take opportunities to hone your skills and you'll do well with women. Remember, every woman wants to feel special and romanced. Damn, he was right! That's what Veronica has helped to bring out in me. After a few seconds of silence as she absorbed what I'd said and each taking a sip of wine I smiled, "As she enjoys the pleasures of both, I suspect that she'll love being with men as much as you'll enjoy making love with women." While taking a few more sips of the wonderful nectar Corrine nodded that she understood. I too took another sip, "Now where was I? Oh, Mary Claire wanted to touch both Veronica and me. As you'll come to understand, we readily agreed. The others were not to be denied the opportunity your beautiful lustful daughter provided. We adjourned to Veronica's bed and enjoyed one another for the rest of the afternoon and discovered that your daughter is a ravenous tiger in bed. Later after Caroline and Angela had to leave and Cindy had to go to work, Mary Claire stayed for dinner. After dinner Mary Claire asked if she could stay the night and the rest is history. This coy daughter we knew from the first visit essentially seduced both of us on her second visit and has nicely become a part of this family. We're all very happy to have her here," I concluded. Corinne smiled at her daughter. Turning back to look at me Corinne grasped my wrist and pulled my hand against her panty covered and damp pussy. In the meantime Ashley pulled up my shorts leg and tenderly licked my head as she kept her hand wrapped around my shaft. I moaned as Corrine quietly watched Ashley's ministrations with interest. "Let's take this upstairs," I gasped. Licking her lips Corrine nodded. After taking me as deeply as possible into her mouth Ashley quickly jumped up signaling that she liked the idea. As we started up the stairs I stopped on the bottom step and gesturing with my hand said, "Ladies first." "A real gentleman," remarked Mary Claire. As she passed I took her hand and kissed it. She giggled. "Plus I get to watch four magnificent asses atop stocking covered legs in high heels going up in front of me," I grinned as I looked up the steps. Ashley paused on the landing where the staircase made a right turn. With her being the last one on the landing I kept my hand on her ass all the way up the last half and then down the hallway. Corinne smiled as she looked back over the railing and noticed how I was teasing Ashley. "Sometime soon I want to play with you and my butt plug," whispered Ashley as we approached the bedroom. "I'm looking forward to it," I replied grinning. "Wow, what a magnificent bed," exclaimed Corinne as I entered the bedroom. Her left hand was moving over one of the small carvings, a carving of a man copulating from behind with a woman whose head was positioned over the thighs of a woman lying before her. I wonder if she's thinking of being fucked while she pleasures another woman, possibly her daughter. "It's that," I said as I approached and embraced her. As I was kissing her I began lifting her top up and she released me to raise her arms without breaking the kiss until she had to. With her top removed she moved her head forward. Hunger and desire filled her face. She moaned quietly as we resumed kissing. I felt someone behind me pulling my shorts down and off. Katrina unfastened Corinne's bra and pulled down her thong. My throbbing cock felt nice against her soft stomach. As we withdrew our tongues and stepped back I held her at arm's length and leeringly admired the mature body before me. "You're a beautiful woman Corinne. Men should be falling all over you. Right now I'd like to. May I?" as I extended my hand and began to coax her towards the bed. "I've never been with any man other than my husband," she said a little nervously. "I can't believe I'm about to have sex with my second man, but I want this so badly Scott. Thank you for making it so easy for me." "I'm so honored Corinne to be your second lover." She nervously looked at her daughter. Then she blushed as a look quickly passed between them that was pregnant with meaning. I grinned, "I'm honored to be your third lover but your second man." With that she smiled sheepishly. She smiled, "Why thank you kind sir." Corrine bent over to remove her heels but I stopped her with, "Leave them on, all my women do, I like it." I knew that Ashley had started the camera as soon as we'd come into the room. I knew I'd be giving Corrine a special DVD in the coming days. As she lay next to me she asked, "Would you make love to Mary Claire first. I want to watch. Besides that, you'll probably last longer when you fuck me." ## After some controlled kissing and caressing, Grace and Veronica made their way to the finely appointed lobby and met their car to go to dinner. The restaurant was as good as the concierge claimed. With a curtained table and a drop-dead gorgeous waitress they enjoyed the candlelight ambience and the highly rated French cuisine. They continually looked into each other's smiling faces as they talked about their lives and their dreams for the future. There was a lovely dose of kissing, caressing of breasts and thighs before each course and during coffee. At one point Grace whispered, "I don't know who I envy more, you or Scott." Veronica merely smiled at the older woman. After dinner Veronica asked the driver for a tour of the city. He drove them around the heart of the city pointing out various features and buildings. He took them to Coit Tower and other lighted landmarks before crossing the Golden Gate to Sausalito where the couple stood arm in arm for twenty minutes looking across the bay at the western edge of the lighted city. Their ears were filled with the mixture of the sounds of the harbor and the evening woods. The sight was breathtaking and romantic. On the way back to the hotel Veronica put her arm around Grace and pulled her next to her, her mind reeling with emotions. She knew Grace was expecting to be intimate but she wanted to still go with her plan to wait until the next day. She was still conflicted about what she would do when they returned to the hotel. When they returned to their luxurious room five minutes before midnight it was two o'clock in the morning body time. Veronica stood looking out the window at the street life below as Grace slipped into the bathroom. Veronica was still tempted to discard her plans and just go with the opportunity at hand. She feared that if she didn't take Grace that she would be sending the wrong message to her, and she didn't want to give Grace any wrong messages. When Grace emerged from the bathroom dressed in a sheer red baby doll, Veronica's heart raced. Though she was well into her fifties, there was great sensuality and beauty about the older woman that stimulated Veronica's erotic desires. Veronica took a deep breath as she took her demure coral silk gown from the closet. They embraced briefly then Veronica slipped into the bathroom to get ready for bed and to take Grace as her lover. After slipping the gown on she stood by the whirlpool tub and looked in the mirror to admire how the silk hem stopped above the bottom of her ass. She walked out with her mind firmly set to not allow Grace to set the parameters. What Veronica didn't know was that Grace was exhausted when they had returned to the hotel. Grace had finally gotten to sleep at one o'clock the night before, and even then slept restlessly as she tossed and turned. She awoke several times during the night and fought each time for fifteen to twenty minutes to get back to sleep. She'd awakened at five-thirty to put some last minute items in her bag and due to her palpable excitement she'd remained up. Hence when they had returned to their room Grace had been awake and stimulated by anticipation for almost twenty three hours. Veronica approached the bed. Softly she said "Grace." There was no response. Grace was sleeping soundly. The younger woman mused, Her spirit may have been eager, but her body's given out. Veronica grinned wryly, spooned with Grace after pulling the bed covers over them, wrapped one hand around a breast and within minutes was also soundly asleep with her plans for the morrow still intact. ## When I lay on my back, Mary Claire quickly straddled me. Corinne knelt next to my shoulder to watch her daughter settle her wet pussy down on my cock. "Ohhh god," she moaned as she fully settled. Looking at me she glowed, "Having you inside me feels so great." She smiled at her mother as she slowly moved her hips. With both hands I reached down and began caressing her stocking covered legs as she bent over to kiss me. Her hips started to rock up and down with greater forcefulness. She shifted a little to make her breasts available to my mouth. Her mother pulled her daughter's long hair to the side so she could see the heated expression on her daughter's face. After a few minutes of nibbling her nipples I heard Ashley say, "Sit up Mary Claire, I want that wonderful mouth." Corinne scooted a bit away from me to allow room for Ashley's legs while never taking her eyes off my cock appearing and disappearing from her daughter's pussy. Katrina knelt behind Corinne and reached around her and began caressing her breasts while rubbing her own flattened breasts across her back. She then began kissing her neck and whispered in her ear, "Doesn't he have a beautiful cock? You're going to love it when he fucks you. I love to suck him dry. I'll bet you're wet just watching your daughter get fucked by him." The older woman nodded her head as she watched her daughter ride me with greater urgency. Katrina moved to Corinne's side. Turning Corinne's face towards her, Katrina smiled, "After he fucks you, I am going to dive between your thighs and lick you clean." As Katrina was saying this she was rolling Corinne's nipples between her thumbs and fingers and felt Corinne begin to gasp and quiver. The half glazed eyes of the heated woman looked into the lustful eyes of the younger woman as she heard Katrina make it clear, "Any woman who plays in this home play both ways." "Oh, Christ, Katrina, I just came. Oh, shit here comes another one, ooh, damn I've never been so aroused," she gasped as Ashley reached over to play with Corinne's clit. Katrina pulled her chin forward and passionately kissed Corinne who came a third time from the stimulation and excitement of the moment. Mary Claire was quickening her bounce on my cock and began moving her hips from side to side as well as front to back. Apparently she'd watched Veronica and I make love and learned how to enhance her own pleasure, I thought while licking Ashley's clit and asshole. Katrina turned Mary Claire's sweet sweat covered face in her direction. "I had a text message from Mom saying that you want to be our sexy live-in maid." Mary Claire nodded her head. In a commanding voice "Tell us and your mother what that all means." As she groaned and between her heavy breathing, the young woman cried, "I'll be your sexy maid and a fuck-toy for all of you. I'll be available to please any of you whenever you want. I want to be part of your lives and make love to you all as often as I can." Her thrusting became harder. I couldn't see her with Ashley positioned over my face but I clearly felt her body quiver through another orgasm. Mary Claire slowed to catch her breath. As she did Ashley asked, "Sis can you reach a tube of lube in the night stand?" Katrina leaned back away from Corinne, opened the drawer and handed a tube of K-Y to Ashley. As Mary Claire began breathing rapidly once again, Ashley said "give me your thumb Dad." After generously coating my thumb she reached around and spread a thick coat on her asshole. "Put your thumb in my ass and your tongue in my pussy," Ashley commanded. She leaned forward a bit to give me better access to her ass. Ashley began to kiss Mary Claire while they caressed each other's tits. I gently pushed my thumb into her asshole and tried to keep it well lubed. She wiggled her ass a bit and pushed back. When I was in her to the base of my thumb I stuck my tongue in her vagina. "Oh, God Dad, that's fantastic, move your thumb in and out, in and out. Mmmm I like that. Oohh yees suck my clit, ooooooooh, damn that's good." The two women rocked back and forth with a growing pace, one on my cock and the other on my mouth and thumb. Both were breathing more shallowly as they continued to kiss, pull and twist each other's nipples. Ashley's hips rocked and undulated almost in time with her friend. I sensed both women were close, and so was I but I was not yet there. Both women I was pleasuring broke their kissing and cried out, one more quietly than the other whose joyful cry filled the house to announce her orgasm. The two girls came simultaneously and wrapped their arms around each other. They stopped their moving which meant that I lost my opportunity to cum shortly after them. After a few minutes I felt Mary Claire lift off of me. Her velvet vagina was immediately replaced with a mouth. Ashley started to rise off my face and I pulled my thumb gently out of her tightly grasping asshole. It made a low 'pop' as I pulled it all the way out. Ashley moved her legs next to me and reached into the night stand drawer and came out with a bottle of sanitizer which she used to clean my hand and thumb. She dried it off with a tissue as Corinne thoroughly bobbed up and down on my rapidly hardening cock. Though I had almost come and lost part of my erection, Corinne was bringing me back to life. I was relishing the pleasures of a new sexy woman. Though I was more than ready in less than twenty seconds I was in no rush to end the pleasure I was receiving from this sexy lady. After several minutes Katrina straddled my face, spread her labia with her fingers and settled her pussy on my mouth. God, they both taste so sweet, I thought. I reached my hands around Katrina and began caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples. After several minutes of enjoying her wet and beautiful womanhood, my daughter came as she eagerly moved her slit and clit over my flattened tongue. That did it for me, I groaned said "Now, Corinne," she moved her mouth back with her lips sealed around my head and began swallowing. As Corinne sat up she cheerfully giggled, "Oh, my God. That was the most erotic thing I've ever been involved in." Looking at her daughter she smiled, "I wouldn't live at home either Mary Claire." Gazing at the rest of us, she enthused, "You tasted good Scott, Katrina you made me cum without even touching my pussy. And when Ashley touched me down there, I couldn't help but come again. Scott, watching you inside my daughter while you ate Ashley was almost more than I could handle. I think I came again just looking at you two. I'm so glad I met you, all of you." I sat up and scooted back against the headboard to catch my breath. Ashley and Mary Claire went downstairs and returned with wine glasses and the half full decanter of wine from dinner. They handed each of us a glass of wine. And we quietly sat drinking it for the next thirty-five minutes or so. Corinne sat next to me and began caressing my thigh and touching my cock as her head rested on my chest. At first my cock was flaccid but with her continual toying it progressively became more erect. Katrina snuggled next to me on the other side, while Ashley and Mary Claire sat against the foot board with their legs spread. "You like what you see, don't you Dad," teased Ashley as her hand playfully moved along Mary Claire's slit. Any Chance We Could Ch. 31 "I can't imagine what you're talking about," I replied with a grin. "Your touch feels nice Corinne," I whispered as I turned to kiss her. I moved my hand down between her legs which she willingly spread to allow me access to her wet pussy. "Would you like me to make love to you," I asked. "Oh, yes," she hissed. "You almost gave me an orgasm just asking." Seconds later Katrina took our glasses as Corinne scooted down on the bed and extended her arms to embrace me. I moved between her legs and pinched my erection between us. The girls were drinking wine and passively watching. I kissed Corinne again and lifted my hips as she reached down and guided me into her. "Oh, oh, oh," she gasped as I slid slowly into her. I pulled back and more quickly entered her. She grunted each time I reached her cervix. She was surprisingly tight which told me that it'd been a very long time since she enjoyed receiving pleasure from her husband. "It's been so long, hmmmm you fill me so nicely," she gasped between kisses. I noticed a tear moving from her eyes. Whether they were tears of pain of missing her husband or the joy of discovery mattered little to me. She was moved by us being intimately connected as my cock slowly moved back and forth within her. A wide smile appeared on her face at my gesture of understanding and acceptance of her pain and joy. Eventually she urged, "Harder, faster, more, god damn that feels good, faster, pound that cock in me, oh fuck, oh fuck, ohhh." She sighed, gasped and moaned as she bucked her hips back against me. Her eyes were filled with fire. I was glimpsing that there was a sexual dynamo within that had long been repressed. All that she needed was time and the right lover or lovers to help her to bloom. I hoped I could be part of the mix that helped her along her journey. I pounded down into her as her hips thrust back up into me. We moved so naturally together. Her nostrils flared. Her eyes glazed. Her legs pounded on the backs of mind. Her hands clutched and clawed at my back. She came once and kept going. She wanted more and I responded with as much energy as I had to give. I sensed that I was going to be able to climax again if I could go just a little longer. I was sweating and so was she. I was groaning and she was starting to repeatedly scream "Yes." The hidden sexual energy was starting to emerge. Just as the fire from within her was heating up, my legs started to become too exhausted to continue much longer. Fortunately I was close and with another half dozen thrusts I cried my own release which brought forth a throaty, "Ohhh yeess." Though my release was not as voluminous as earlier, a most satisfying climax rocked my body. While finishing I hoped the volume of my semen would satisfy this heated woman. As I came I could feel her walls grasping me. Three seconds later she cried out, she was cumming too. When her orgasm played itself out, I raised myself on my extended arms until I softened and popped out of her. I rolled to the side. Katrina quickly replaced me between her legs and began licking my fluids as they began seeping out of her. "Ohh, Katrina, I've never had that done before. I can't believe this. I'm going to cum again." As she did more was forced out of her and Katrina got a nice mouthful. "If Veronica had been here she'd be doing what Katrina is doing now," I smiled. "Ooh, crap!" gasped Corinne as she came again with Katrina latched onto her clit and two fingers sawing back and forth in her pussy. As Katrina sat up licking her wetted lips, with a smile I asked Corrine, "Shower now or in the morning?" "Morning," smiled Corinne, "I don't think I can even stand now." She quietly added, "Besides, I want your manly scent to waft over me all night long." Mary Claire knee-walked to her Mother and kissed her, "I going to spend the night in Katrina and Ashley's bed. I love you and I'm so glad we got together today." "So am I," breathed her sated and happy mother. All three kissed me and then Corrine. After Ashley and Katrina gathered the wine glasses and put them on the dresser, they turned off the bedside lamps. As they left for the girls' the bedroom Katrina's hand touched the button to turn off the recorder. Corrine and I were left alone snuggling and lightly touching each other's arms, face and chests. "Thank you for the evening Scott, and I'll be sure to thank Veronica when I see her. You're a good gentle lover just as my daughter said you'd be." "You brought out the best in me," I smiled in the darkness as my fingers lightly danced around her areolas and over her nipples. "Thank you for your daughter Corinne and thank you for sharing yourself with us tonight," I said as she rolled on her side and snuggled against me with her arm across my chest and her thigh across mine. She mewed her contentment and was soon asleep. It wasn't long before I was as well. ## (Thursday morning) I awoke to the sound of the shower running with Ashley cuddled next to me. As she and I began to caress each other Corinne came out of the bathroom with a towel around her waist and one wrapped around her hair. "Why don't you stay here for awhile? I'm going to fix breakfast for all of us as soon as I dry my hair a bit more. Would you mind if I just wear my skirt for now?" "We won't mind a bit," quickly replied Ashley. "I enjoy looking at boobies. So does my partner. Katrina is really into them, particularly Mom's." With that Corrine jiggled her breasts for Ashley and returned to the master bathroom. Ashley began jacking me and I began caressing her slit, and we were both about ready to cum when Corinne came out of the bathroom, picked up the hem of her skirt, flipped the back up to show her bare ass and walked out the door. "Shower, climax, ass play?" I asked Ashley. "Let's go," she grinned and scooted across and off the bed. We brushed our teeth, used the toilet and got in the shower. "Now where were we?" I asked. Ashley knelt, took me into her mouth and in a few minutes I filled her with breakfast protein. After she swallowed, I pulled her back against me and reached her clit and began gently touching her. She began trusting her hips against my fingers and I moved two fingers inside her keeping my thumb on her clit. Her breathing became panting and she came on my hand. She immediately bent over with her hands against the wall and said, "Now my ass. Pull that plug out will you." Ashley said "mmmm" as I slowly pulled it out and dropped it to the shower floor. I quickly spread shampoo on two fingers and gently entered her slightly gaping asshole. I turned my fingers as I entered and she began pushing her hips back against my hand until my fingers were in her to the palm of my hand. As I reached for her awesome breasts she began crooning, "Oh nice, mmmm, nice and filling, move them back and forth, … like that. God, I really to get your cock in there." She stayed pushing against the wall with one hand, bringing the other to her clit. Between my stimulation of her nipples, my fingers in her ass and her fingers on her clit she began a massive orgasm. "Ohhh, shit, oh my God, oh fuck," she exclaimed and began to shudder. Her legs buckled and I caught her before she could collapse to the floor. I pulled my fingers out, turned her around and held her tightly against me. After a few minutes she leaned her head back and we began to passionately kiss and exercise our mighty tongue muscles. Between kisses my lovely lover panted, "When are you going to fuck my pussy and ass? I want you Dad. I want you so badly it hurts." I noticed tears forming in her eyes. I smiled, "My wonderful sweet and beautiful Ashley, I'd love nothing more than to make love fully and completely to you. I'm very tempted but I've given my word to your mother that nothing'll happen until she says it's okay. She wants our first time to be something special and remembered fondly for the rest of our lives." "I know. She's said the same to Katrina and me. But still, it's so hard when I crave you so much nd to share myself fully and completely with you." Suddenly Ashley cried out, "Ohhh that's cold," and seconds later screamed, "Ouch that's too hot!" The pressure in the shower dropped a bit meaning that Katrina's was running her shower and the water got a little cooler. Then she must have flushed the toilet causing the pressure to fall some more leaving us with only hot water. It was something I needed to mention to Dave, obviously there was a flaw in the plumbing. Ashley and I quickly finished and turned off the shower. We dried each other and I sat on the closed toilet while Ashley blow-dried her hair. I watched her face and caressed her inner thighs and enjoyed looking at her marvelous nude body the whole time thinking how fortunate I was and how much I loved her. When she'd finished and before she left for her bedroom to get dressed, a playful smile crossed my face. I looked from her to the toilet and then to the hot water tap on the sink. Ashley laughed with a nod of approval, "Scott you are such a wicked devil." As her hand twisted the knob on the skink I flushed the toilet. Within a second we heard two females screeching loudly followed by, "Dad, you are in so much trouble!" Ashley laughed as she left for her room, and no doubt to keep the blame fully on me. I put on dress pants and an oxford cloth shirt and headed downstairs following the smells that were coming from the kitchen. Corinne was standing in front of the stove with an apron covering her bare breasts to protect them from the frying bacon. "I made an egg casserole and it should be out of the oven in fifteen minutes. Are the girls coming down soon?" she asked. I approached her, put my hands under the apron and began caressing her breasts while I kissed the nape of her neck. "You're a beautiful woman Corinne, I hope you find happiness," I said. The girls noisily came into the kitchen. Katrina and Ashley were both dressed for school, Mary Claire was wearing a very short skirt, slides and a T-shirt promising that she'd change into more appropriate professional attire before she left to visit the Art Department at Washington University. Of course as each came in both of us received warm open-mouth kisses and while returning them I caressed a little bit of firm teenaged ass. Ashley kissed me before her sister. When her kiss broke she warned me by paraphrasing the old biblical saying, "Vengeance is mine, thus sayeth Katrina." When my daughter kissed me, she lovingly smiled but with a hint of mischief that warned me that sometime in the near future she would get me. As we ate Mary Claire explained to her mother what had happened with the water. Corinne shook her head pretending to be disapproving but her grin betrayed her. The breakfast was wonderful, it tasted as good as it smelled. After drinking a few cups of coffee and kissing Katrina and Ashley as they left for classes, I told Corinne that I was going to have to leave in about 10 minutes. Corinne said that she'd drive Mary Claire's car home and asked if Mary Claire could use one of our cars to get to her appointment. I nodded and then leaned down over her. I kissed Corinne and thanked her for the evening and the breakfast and told her we'd look forward to seeing her again. I also thanked her for 'releasing' Mary Claire to move in with us. "Believe me, it'll be my pleasure to see you again," she replied. Mary Claire stopped me at the front door and asked "Time for a quickie. I could just bend over the couch?" "Believe me, sweetheart, I'd like nothing better, but I have a group of folks waiting for me, can I have a handful of rain checks?" I smiled. "Scott, you can have me whenever you want me. You heard me tell Katrina that I want to be your and Veronica's fuck-toy. I meant it then and I mean it now. So, just anytime, I'm yours," she replied, kissing me and grinding her pelvis against my hardening cock while looking me in the eyes with a serious look. As I climbed into my car I wondered about the significance of Mary Claire's statement. The prior night I thought it was all part of our sexual banter and play, but it was clear that Mary Claire was serious. I was not sure what all that would mean for Veronica and me. Twenty minutes after I left Mary Claire answered the ringing phone, "Mary Claire?" a male voice asked. "Yes, who's this." "Dave. Dave Hawks. Can I ask a favor of you?" "Certainly," Mary Claire purred. "What can I do for you?" "Given the tease your mother gave me I'd like to call her. Could you give me her cell number?" Grinning widely she rattled off her mom's number then asked, "Want mine too?" "I know where you live, and I know you answer this number, and I wouldn't call you before talking to Scott or Veronica first. Thanks for offering. Tell Corinne that I'll be calling. Thanks again, goodbye." My God, I hope they get something going, what a hunk he is. He's probably married but then again he may be in a loveless marriage that's falling apart. If it is, I hope he hooks up with Mom. My God, imagine having him as a husband, or as a step-father. I sure hope he becomes available. He sure made her feel good yesterday afternoon. Mom deserves someone like him rather than my asshole father. I'd better get a move on for my meeting this morning, Mary Claire thought as she turned to go upstairs. Her mother had just finished dressing as she walked into Veronica's bedroom. "Dave Hawks just called and asked for your cell number," she said with a straight face. "Damned if he did! I hope he calls, I'd like to spend some horizontal time with him," she broadly smiled. "I'm so glad you flaunted your gorgeous tits in Scott's face. Are you coming home after your meeting?" "Probably not right after, but sometime this afternoon, I'll bring either Ashley or Katrina with me so I can retrieve my car. Mom, though I've not said it too often, I do love you very much," she said with a loving tone as she kissed her before heading into the girls' bedroom to get dressed. "I love you too sweetheart. I'm sorry I've not given you the attention you've sought and needed. What was it that Scott said before he left? Oh yes, don't sell yourself short and that they'll be impressed by you. I agree with him. Now go knock 'em dead." With her spirit stirred Mary Claire almost glided to the girl's room. There, she decided on a long cream colored peasant skirt and a scooped neck bright print cotton blouse, thigh highs and low heeled slides. She gathered four human sketch books and two architectural sketch books for her 'show and tell'. Noticing that it was almost nine-thirty she decided to leave immediately not knowing exactly how long it would take to get there or how much time it would take to find his office. Any Chance We Could Ch. 32 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. I apologize for the length of time between this chapter and the last one. * Thursday afternoon and evening, October 26 Cheryl Babcock walked out of my office as I approached it from the elevator. She turned and looked at me, "I just left the coffee carafe and the cups on your table. Emerson and the attorney want to see you right away. Should I tell them you're here?" "Sure, how'd you know I just gotten here?" "Denise in reception called me." Covering for Grace for the few days, Cheryl, our office manager was a year or so younger than Emerson and I, and had worked for us for about 16 years, or maybe it was 17 years now. About five-eight in two inch heels, with light brown wavy hair to her shoulders she was a lovely mature woman. She almost always wore dresses or a skirt and blouse with hose and heels. Unlike Grace, I don't remember seeing her in pants. Usually effervescent, her pretty face highlighted by her brown eyes and usually a radiant smile. Not now, though, she looked quite unhappy. "Not a happy camper today?" I asked. "No, sorry, I've a personal problem." "Wanna talk?" I asked. Our daughters were two years apart and had known each other since pre-school. Her son, Max, I remembered was younger than Katrina. Cheryl and Marty had been good friends. Though they often shared concerns and celebrations, Cheryl was sincerely stunned by Marty's affair. "If you'd be able to take some time today? I'd really appreciate it," she replied. "Certainly, I'll let you know when I've finished this meeting and made a few calls. Would early this afternoon be okay?" "Yes, thanks. I'll get Emerson and the attorney and send them in." Emerson had a frown on his face as he walked into my office three minutes later. "Is there a problem?" I asked as he sat down on one end of the couch. "A minor one. They don't want us to pay the bonuses to Jim, Frank, Gordon and Grace out of pre-closing funds. They're expecting you and I to cover them with a post-closing reimbursement." I took a deep breath as I settled into my chair, looked at Irwin before looking at Emerson. "Nonsense, it's our company until we close, we'll pay the bonuses pre-closing with a 50% gross-up for a total cost of six mill, four net and two for taxes." Emerson nodded his head in agreement. I suspected that this was the buyer's strategy to gain a concession thinking we'd blink with so much on the table. I suspected that if we conceded this issue that Citi may ask for another concession. "Is this a deal-breaker?" asked Irwin, the attorney from New York we hired to help us in the negotiations. Bruce, our regular corporate attorney had been wise in bringing Irwin onboard. "Perhaps," replied Emerson. "They haven't proposed changing the 85/15 cash/stock purchase and the 60 day stock hold period have they?" "No, but they've always wanted a 60/40 split with a 90 day hold. You cleared that up early on but they could use this to push to change the split at the last moment to a 70/30 split. Why don't I go back to them and propose that you'll accept the bonus change in exchange for a 30 day hold and that they sweeten the pot with six month stock options that if exercised could yield much of what you're giving in bonuses," proposed Irwin. "Should we mention that Bank America had expressed interest three weeks ago?" asked Bruce. "They moved on the split when I mentioned BofA's interest. It wouldn't hurt to remind Citi that if they equivocate now that we're prepared to open talks with BofA within hours. I believe they want to have an agreement quickly. They're testing our resolve to see if they can change the terms to be more in their favor. With our accepting their request with our conditions attached and a few judicious statements that we're prepared to walk if they don't accept our conditions, I think that we'll have an agreement." "What happens to the 31st closing?" I asked. "I guess it could be pushed back depending on their response and inserting new language in the contract," responded Irwin. "If they agree today or tomorrow, and the changes are made by late tomorrow, and Mike and my team in New York give it a positive review within 12 hours, the closing could still happen on the 31st, the 2nd at the latest." Emerson said, "Call their counsel and we'll talk again based on their response." After chatting about other issues for another half hour, Emerson, Bruce and Irwin left and I called Veronica's cell. "Hi lover, did I awaken you. You sound a bit groggy, late night?" "Mmm, hi handsome. Yes and no, Grace is in the shower and I've been dozing waiting for her to finish. She fell asleep while I was getting ready for bed late last night, so no, nothing intimate last night." "I love you and I miss you. There's a glitch, probably minor, but the closing could be pushed back and I suggest that perhaps you and Grace should cool it until the closing date is certain again. Will that cause a problem?" "I'm disappointed, yes, but it's not a problem. Life'll go on and perhaps on Sunday when she comes over we'll have a better idea about the 'glitch'. I understand what you're saying from an employer/employee standpoint and I won't quibble. By the way, how was ... Corinne, is it? ... last night?" "No comparison to you or even to her daughter, but she was enjoyable. I think our fuck-session opened her eyes to a few issues that she's been in denial about. She seemed happy enough when I left this morning," I replied. "We have to come back out here, the four of us, sometime soon. This is a romantic city and I know the girls'd love being here with us. I miss you handsome. I miss your touches, your mouth and your cock. I miss your presence. I love you so much, so very, very much. My heart aches for you." "I love you too, Veronica. Enjoy your gala tonight and I'm sorry about delaying your plans with Grace. Oh, have Grace announce that we'll, you and I, pledge the same gift for the next three years." "Wow, we're really generous aren't we? You can tell her yourself, here she comes. I love you handsome." I heard her say as she handed the phone to Grace, "It's Scott, good news, bad news." "Hi, Scott," bubbled Grace evidently more awake than Veronica. "Good news, bad news, eh?" I told her about the closing glitch and what I thought it meant, and then about announcing the pledge for the next three years. Grace was palpably disappointed but philosophical as well. "It won't be instant gratification, but nonetheless certainly worth waiting for. The bad news isn't all that bad, we can still enjoy ourselves and I'm sure the good news will be well received this evening. Thanks for calling, and I hope the problem's quickly resolved. See you Sunday perhaps without any clothes." mused Grace as she hung up. ## Mary Claire despite a few detours due to road construction arrived at the campus a bit before ten but only found rare visitor parking spot mid-campus when another car pulled out just as she was twenty yards from the spot. As she walked to the heart of the campus she became confused about direction and knelt on a bench looking at a mounted map of the campus. Unfortunately, Bixby Hall wasn't evident on the map. A tall young woman was walking past, sensed Mary Claire's confusion, stopped, and turned back four steps. As she walked up to Mary Claire she extended her hand and said, "Hi, I'm Gloria Graham, you look lost, may I help?" Mary Claire returned the firm grasp with "I'm Mary Claire Peters, I am and I hope you can. I'm looking for Bixby Hall, the art department and I don't see it on the map. I was told it was at one end of the campus." "Oh, that's part of the Sam Fox School of Design and Visual Arts and it's that way," pointing to her right. "I'll be glad to walk you through the Quadrangle and point it out to you," said Gloria warmly. "It's somewhat in the direction I'm headed." They walked towards Sam Fox talking about the campus and college life. Mary Claire glanced up at the clock in the quadrangle and noticed that she was forty-five minutes early. "Anywhere nearby to grab a cup of coffee, or do you need to leave right away?" asked Mary Claire. "No. And there's a coffee shop right over there." As they returned from the shop carrying paper cups they sat on a bench in the morning sun and enjoyed each other's company and began to get acquainted. "You're a student here?" Mary Claire asked as she put her notebooks on the bench. "No, not here. I'm a senior in Nursing at SLU and I'm here to have lunch with my Mom." "Your Mom works here?" "Yes, Dr Evelyn Graham, she teaches comparative religion and counsels. Who're you looking for down at Sam Fox?" "The father of a good friend of mine set up a meeting with the Dean Emeritus and I'm here to show him my portfolio. I kinda screwed up in high school and let my grades go into the toilet. Scott, my friend's father, seems to think that I've some artistic talent and I guess he's giving me a chance to get a second opinion." "I know the Dean through my mother. He's a wonderful and wise man, an excellent choice on your friend's part. Be frank and honest with him, if he agrees on your potential, you could with an academic recommendation, be accepted on probation." They continued to talk for another twenty minutes before Gloria noticed the time. She patted Mary Claire's hand and smiled, "I like that you're easy to talk to. I hope your presentation goes well and that perhaps we could see each other for lunch or dinner sometime. Do you have a cell? "Yes," replied Mary Claire saying the number. Gloria stopped talking for a moment and called the number. "Now save that as Gloria Graham Almost Nurse and I've got you in my phone. Is Mary Claire what you go by, not Mary or Claire?" "It's always been Mary Claire Peters. It's the name my mother and family always used. She named me after Sister Mary Claire, a Nun she admired and influenced her greatly as a teen." From the top of the stairs at the east end of the Quadrangle Gloria pointed out the Sam Fox School and reminded Mary Claire that she had found her at the corner of Graham Chapel. Mary Claire extended her hand and thanked Gloria for her company, time and interest. The handshake was lingering as the two young ladies looked each other in the eye. "I'd like to spend some more time with you," said Mary Claire as their hands lingered together. "I'd like that too," replied Gloria as she gave a light squeeze to Mary Claire's hand. "Now go impress the man as you impressed me. Don't sell yourself short. Just be yourself." After being met in the office reception area the Dean Emeritus ushered her into his office and after a few pleasantries he asked to see her sketch books. After turning a few pages he began to examine each one a bit closer. His comments were few but were positive. After looking at the book of building drawings he stepped out of his office and shortly after brought the Dean of Architecture into his office to look at the books as well. After about forty-five minutes of both professors browsing and asking her opinions on various buildings she drew, the Art School Dean came in with a sheaf of papers and asked Mary Claire if she would like to take the Mensa exam. With a secretary proctoring Mary Claire stayed in the Dean Emeritus's office to taking the exam while all three men went to the Art School Dean's office. Upon completion of the exam, the Dean scored it and was blown away by the result. "What did you do in high school?" he asked. "Got bored mostly, and neglected my studies which earned me mostly Cs, the odd B and a few Ds," was Mary Claire's reply. "Hmm, I can see why, you should have been in Advanced Placement classes. I'll call admissions now and tell them to expect you." "Does that mean I'll be able to start classes in the Winter?" she excitedly asked. "Not really, you'll have to go through all the admission rigamarole and take an SAT test, but I hope they'll admit you on probation based on letters of recommendation from me and the Deans of both the Art and Architecture schools. I think you'll have a nice future in the Art and design field. Tell Scott hello for me and it's been a real pleasure meeting you Mary Claire," said the Dean Emeritus as Mary Claire gathered her sketchbooks. Mary Claire assembled a pile of forms in the Admissions office and was walking back to her car when she spotted Gloria walking with another woman coming towards her. "Hey Mary Claire, how'd it go?" greeted Gloria. "I think I might get in on probation for the Spring semester or possibly even the Winter semester after jumping over a few hurdles, tuition being one of them," responded Mary Claire with sparkling eyes. "You blew 'em away huh? I thought you might," said Gloria as she awkwardly hugged Mary Clair who had her arms full. "Meet my Mom, Dr Evelyn Graham. Mom, Mary Claire Peters, Mary Claire, my Mom." "Pleased to meet you," said Mary Claire reaching out a hand while balancing her papers and books. "You're as pretty as Gloria described you at lunch. She felt the two of you made a connection. My pleasure as well," grinned Evelyn returning the firm handclasp. "Don't forget I found you at the corner of Graham Chapel and let's talk soon," said Gloria. "Yes, I'll call you soon, bye." As she walked up the campus she thought, What a gorgeous woman her mother is, I can see where Gloria gets her good looks. I'm going to have to get to know Gloria a bit better, could be fun. ## After I'd finished my calls I buzzed Cheryl and asked her to come to my office. "I have time now. Do you still want to talk to me?" I asked. "Of course," she responded with a more cheerful tone than earlier. Moments later Cheryl sat on the couch and I walked to one of the guest chairs in front of my desk and sat across the coffee table from her. As she crossed her legs I thought I noticed a stocking top, but maybe not. Taking a deep breath she began, "My sister Mandy lives in Boston and saw my husband a month or so ago in the company of a thirtyish, attractive woman entering a Concord hotel mid-afternoon. She was curious and unobtrusively followed them expecting to greet John and be introduced to his companion, whom she assumed at first sight was a business colleague. Seeing them holding hands as they walked through the doors changed her opinion. Mandy watched him go to the reception desk and give a credit card to the desk clerk and after a few minutes rejoined the young woman. She was about my height, blonde, but she could tell little else because she was wearing a light raincoat. They walked into the bar off the lobby and my sister followed and sat at a far corner of the bar. She did notice that when she took off the coat to sit that her top was a nicely fitted satin blouse and her skirt was mid-thigh length over dark hose. My two-timing husband had eyes only for the blonde and my sister went unnoticed. After an hour or so they went back to the lobby and entered an elevator which Mandy noted stopped at the fifth floor. Returning to the bar she called the hotel from her cell and asked for John Babcock and was connected to his phone. She let it ring twice and disconnected. Yesterday she saw John again at the same hotel entering with the same woman and going through the same routine as he had a month ago. After they went to their room she called me and I called the hotel. I let his room phone ring until he answered. Needless to say he was surprised but not at all apologetic. John said that we needed to talk and he would be home next Tuesday because he had a project he needed to follow up on in Connecticut over the rest of this week and the weekend." Given his reaction to me calling, his tone and implied statements about our lives going in new directions, I can only assume our marriage is over. He's been strangely distant from both Beth and me for the last two or three years or so, and when I'd try to talk to him about it he'd wave me off and say nothing was wrong. He was no longer interested in Beth's activities or grades. He's spending more time with projects in the northeast than he is at home." "Cheryl, I'm so sorry what can I do to help?" While she had been relating her tale her skirt had ridden up just enough so that when she would uncross and re-cross her legs it was obvious that she wasn't wearing pantyhose but either thigh highs or garter hose. "Several things really, I need an attorney and an investigator I guess. I want to nail his ass! I don't want him to use the language of being fair only to screw me over financially. Since I won't be your employee much longer I'd love to have lunch with you, to catch up on each other and our daughters." She paused and my eyes couldn't help me watch her cross her legs again. "Have you been enjoying my legs?" "Uh, busted on the leg stares, lovely legs, and you're a lovely woman Cheryl, and yes I'd enjoy that, perhaps tomorrow. Feel free to contact our legal firm. Tell Bruce I told you to call him. If I recall Bruce has a woman who's family law partner and she'll be able put you in touch with a private investigator if necessary. Bruce was in on our earlier meeting and I think he's still meeting with Emerson and Irwin. Why don't you try to catch him before he leaves?" As Cheryl stood and smoothed her skirt she remarked, "I wear garter stockings, have for a long, long time. I like them a lot better than pantyhose which I never liked. John used to like them but that interest has waned as well. Beth even wears them instead of pantyhose if she's wearing hose. Even that wouldn't get John to turn his head. I guess we bore him. Well it's going to be his loss. I've noticed Max admiring both Beth's and my legs from time to time especially the last couple of years." My initial reaction was an erection to her stocking description and I quickly turned and put the back of a guest chair between us. ## The phone in Veronica's room rang and when she answered it the woman, Joceline Aubuchon, from the concierge desk said she was reminding them of their nine o'clock spa appointment. She also asked if she could help them in any way with plans for the rest of the day. Veronica told her that they'd probably go shopping but she'd talk to Grace about where and let her know when they got back from the spa. "I do have a suggestion, if I may" said Joceline. "The couple in the suite across from yours, a mother and her daughter, is having our limo take them down the coast to Carmel to shop for antiques. They'll leave at nine-thirty and be back here by five-thirty. They're attending the same gala as you and your partner. Would you like to ride with them? Angie will be driving and will be sensitive to female wants and desires. Do you want me to arrange for you to go?" "How old are the woman and her daughter?" asked Veronica. "Her daughter looks to be around thirty and I'd rather not venture to guess her mother's age. She's, ... they're both quite attractive, like the two of you," said Joceline. "Why thank you, that was quite kind of you to say that. Yes, if they wouldn't mind we'd like to go with them. Will you make the arrangements with the spa for a quick hair and nail appointment when we return? I think we'll have to leave for the event about seven-thirty," smiled Veronica. "Consider it done. Can you be at my desk at nine-thirty?" asked Joceline. "Yes, of course." "Grace, love, more good news and bad news," grinned Veronica as she took both of Grace's hands in hers. "We're not going to spa just yet but we're being driven down to Carmel to antique shop! There's a couple across the hall who're also going. I need to hop in the shower, it's eight-thirty and we're leaving at nine-thirty." Any Chance We Could Ch. 32 As Veronica dropped her hands Grace asked, "And the bad news is?" "There isn't any, but isn't that what people say when there's a change of plans?" grinned Veronica. While Veronica showered, Grace finished up her hair and make-up asking Veronica through the open door what she was going to wear. As Veronica was toweling off, she replied, "Skirt, heels, hose, blouse, and probably I ought to take a light jacket." "You're a gorgeous woman Veronica Bryce," said Grace opening admiring Veronica's nude body. "Thank you Grace, I like the way you look as well. Garter stockings?" "Sure, I wanna get used to them for the time when I'm no longer employed by your future husband," smiled Grace as she was fastening her suntan hose. Veronica chose a light tan flaired jersey skirt that ended mid-knee and hugged her ass. Her blouse was a chocolate silk and her stockings were almost the color of the blouse. Her sling-back heels, the color of her skirt were two inches high and had open toes. Grace's green linen A-line skirt was just above the knee with matching two inch high pumps. Her blouse, pale green satin with a scooped neckline and small collar along the edge of the scooped opening. Veronica embraced Grace, lightly kissed her and said, "Let's wander down there, grab a jacket." As they walked up to the desk they observed the backs of two women, one in a black skirt, barely black stockings, black three inch pumps and wearing a bright red satin blouse. Her dark hair, lightly streaked with grey hung loosely just above her shoulders. The other, a bit taller dressed in a light grey skirt, seamed grey hose ending in grey alligator three inch pumps and a gold silk blouse. Her curly dark brown hair cascaded on the tops of her shoulders and down her back. Grace nudged Veronica and smiled asking, "Our travel companions?" Joceline looked up from a form she was writing on and saw the two approach. "Hi, Grace Powers and Veronica Bryce this is Edith and Felicity Strang-Von Wagner," pronouncing it Von Vagner. Felicity, the gorgeous curly-head turned and extended her hand first to Grace then to Veronica. Her mother, who looked to be a bit younger than Grace at first glance, also shook their hands. Both women were tall, Felicity in a higher heel almost as tall as Veronica, and Edith and Grace looked eye to eye. "I'm Felicity" she clarified to Grace. And in retort Grace said, "I'm Grace, and very pleased to meet you." "Your car is in the portico, the refrigerator has been stocked. There are four bottles of wine in the cabinet and Angie will take you to lunch and will stop for snacks or facilities whenever you ask. I'd go to the car with you but my assistant hasn't returned so I hope you don't mind." When the four women crossed the lobby to the portico they saw a white limo with a small hotel logo discreetly placed on the rear quarter panel. Angie in black pants, black patent high heels and a white blouse was standing by the open door and introduced herself to each. As each woman said her name Angie Perdue quickly memorized the face and name. "Just to make sure: We're going to Carmel to shop and need to be back here by five-thirty at the very latest. Please make yourself comfortable, you can control the climate in the passenger compartment with those controls under the window and simply lift that phone over there to speak to me. If you want complete privacy, raise the shade behind me and keep the interior lights off. Questions? No? Shall we then?" Grace and Edith were in the back seat and Veronica and Felicity were in the side seat. As they went up and down the hills in the city Felicity would slide against Veronica and after the third time Veronica playfully put her arm around Felicity's shoulder and snickered, "What a great ice-breaker. If you're comfortable against me, you needn't move." Felicity turned her head and looking Veronica in the eye replied, "Then I shan't." After leaving the city and getting on the freeway Felicity stayed against Veronica and they began to introduce themselves to one another. Admiring Veronica's ring Felicity asked, "When are you getting married?" Holding up her hand for Felicity to see the ring Veronica smiled, "November 16th to the love of my life. Are you married?" Felicity responded, "It's complicated, but not at the moment, in fact not after a lot of moments. I've been engaged three times since I graduated but my father has managed to run each one off. You'd think at 31 that I could have found a man to want me enough to stick up to him, but unfortunately, no one with enough balls has come along. I've had several close, very close girlfriends along the way so my libido hasn't completely gone in the toilet during those times I've been without a boyfriend." Edith leaned toward Grace saying, "Wolf can be rather difficult at times. I suppose it's surprising that we're still married, but he does love me in his own unique way. He provides us with a good life and doesn't seem to mind my frequent dalliances as long as I'm discrete. I do have a penchant for women so it's easier to be discrete." Felicity and Veronica had a wide ranging conversation, during the course of which each determined the other was bi. Grace and Edith came to the same conclusion except that Grace had never been with another woman. "Tut, tut, don't be concerned. You'll meet a mentor someday and you'll savor the experience." "Does your fiancée know you're bi?" asked Felicity. "Oh yes, he definitely knows. I love young pussy and I love sharing them with him." "By sharing you mean you both make love to them?" asked a wide-eyed Felicity. "And sometimes we just fuck them, in the same bed at the same time. Threesomes sometimes occur several times a week in our home," smiled Veronica. "Oooh, so you live together. Where do you live and when can I visit?" asked a broadly smiling Felicity. "Let's get to know each other today and maybe I'll tell you. I'll bet you have a pleasant body under that skirt and blouse. Is it too cool in here?" asked Veronica. "No, why?" frowned Felicity. "Your nipples say otherwise, ... or is it me?" laughed Veronica. "It's you. I didn't realize they're misbehaving. Well so much for being subtle, huh," broadly smiled Felicity. As she leaned closer to Veronica's ear she continued just above a whisper, "Edith says my ass is too broad, but my stomach is still flat and my tits are still natural. So yes, I consider it 'pleasant'. I've pleased a lot of partners of both sexes. Edith on the other hand has nips and tucks on a regular basis but she doesn't look bad for a 60 year old does she?" Veronica looked at Edith and said, "I'll say. I had no idea she was that old, ... er, mature. She's older than Grace." "Speaking of Grace, who is she to you, a relative?" "No. She's my fiancée's administrative assistant and has worked for him for over 20 years. She came with me because Scott couldn't come due to some intense negotiations he and his partner are having," said Veronica internally stifling any further discussion about what they had intended this trip to be. Felicity's hand had strayed to Veronica's skirt covered thigh and as she moved it from time to time, she asked, "Garter stockings?" Veronica's heart fluttered as she nodded before the curly headed woman continued, "I love garter stockings. I'm wearing them now. Want to see?" Without waiting for a response Felicity pulled her skirt up to her stocking tops. Edith remarked to Grace, "She does have nice legs and likes to show them off." "She does at that," concurred Grace with a growing grin. "Would you like to touch them?" asked Felicity as she looked Veronica in the eyes. Without responding Veronica turned a bit and put her free hand on Felicity's upper thigh and then as her new friend spread her legs a bit, Veronica moved her hand to rest between her bare thighs. "Now it's my turn. Your nipples are trying to escape," laughed Felicity as she closed her legs to trap Veronica's hand. "Hussy," laughed Edith just above a whisper as she nodded towards her daughter. "I'm wearing pantyhose, are you as well?" "No. Garter stockings today. I think I'd like your hand on my leg," said Grace as she turned a bit toward Edith and pulled her skirt up. Edith's hand immediately moved to Grace's thigh, stopping at the garter clasp and the welt, half on her stocking top and half on her bare thigh. The leg play continued for the next hour or so with the conversations becoming more heavily laced with sexual innuendo. Finally Felicity wound up sitting perpendicular to Veronica with her skirt up to her crotch and her legs across Veronica's lap. Angie announced "We'll be in Carmel in the next thirty minutes or so but I can stop just on the outskirts at a hotel where you can get a bite to eat and use the bathrooms. If you don't, I'll continue into the heart of the shopping district and you can eat there as well as begin 'serious shopping'. Parking will be tight, so my cell number is on these cards, each of you take one, and call me when you're ready to get off your feet and sit, leave, have a glass of wine or another drink, drop off packages or whatever. I'll pick you up as soon as I can." She noticed how Felicity was sitting but couldn't see Veronica's hand caressing her pussy or the dreamy expression on Felicity's face. "Would you like me to drop you here, across from the Intima European lingerie shop, high quality, high prices, but some gorgeous lingerie." Edith replied, "That'll be fine, thank you Angie." Both Grace and Edith smoothed their skirts and Felicity swung her legs off Veronica's lap and they both adjusted their skirts, Felicity also adjusted her thong that Veronica had pulled aside. "Ummm, you have the nicest touch Veronica," smiled Felicity and then kissed her on the cheek. "Let's get naked sometime and I'll show you a nice touch, fingers as well as tongue. Interested?" leered Veronica running her hand under Felicity's skirt and lightly kissing her on her lips. Grace and Edith headed for Intima while Felicity and Veronica walked down the street peering in the windows of antique shops. Felicity's knowledge of antique furniture impressed her older friend. After browsing several shops Veronica saw a dining room set that after talking to the sales clerk learned that it included sixteen chairs, several leafs to expand the table from its normal six chair setting. Both the table and the matching hutch were solid oak with decorative inlay in the center of the table that was repeated in the leaves, and in the counter of the hutch. Veronica persuaded the clerk to hold it for at least a couple of hours. They then crossed the street to enjoy a sandwich and a glass of wine at a small boutique restaurant. After eating they cruised more shops, stopping at one where Felicity found a coffee table of interest, which she bought. After looking at two or three more dining room tables, Veronica decided to purchase the set that initially captured her attention and which Felicity claimed was a unique find and fairly priced. Veronica with Felicity's help negotiated a final price before offering the clerk her debit card. After swiping the card the clerk noted a message from the bank that required her to call before approval. She dialed the displayed number and the clerk at the other end asked to speak to Veronica, and asked her date of birth as well as the last four digits of her social security number. She apologized for the delay but Veronica assured her that to verify her identity on a $26,500.00 purchase was not unreasonable. Veronica made arrangements for the set to be shipped to St. Louis after she returned from her honeymoon. She left confident that Scott and her daughters would love the set. Her mind was already picturing the type of décor in the dining room that'd fit with the table's inlay. Felicity took her hand as they walked down the street both broadly smiling and enjoying the looks they were getting from passers-by. After crossing the street and heading back in the direction from which they'd come they encountered Grace and Edith coming out of a shop each carrying a bag. Since they agreed that they were all pretty much shopped out, Felicity called Angie to pick them up outside a coffee shop just ahead. They had just enough time to finish a cup of coffee and a small plate of assorted cookies when Angie appeared, double parked, ran around the limo and opened the doors for them. Veronica couldn't help but notice the tight ass that Angie exhibited in her heels and tight black pants. They began talking about their purchases and as Grace and Edith were showing their purchases from Intima, Felicity asked about the gala. "You're going, right?" she asked. "Do you think we'll be able to sit together? I'd really like to sit with you, and I think Mom would like to sit with Grace. Would you like to sit with us? Do you mind dancing with another woman? I'd really like to dance with you." After Felicity ran out of breath, Veronica put her arm around her and pulled her next to her, gave her a quick kiss and said, "Calm down sweetheart. Yes I'd like to sit with the two of you, and yes I'd like to dance with you. Yes I'd like to fuck your brains out after dinner. Next question?" "What did you say? I caught the words 'fuck' and 'after dinner'. Were there any others that I missed?" asked a wide-eyed Felicity. "I think you missed 'yes', you gorgeous, sexy lady. Yes, plan on a long sensuous evening together. Okay?" responded Veronica. "Oooh, you twisted my arm, of course," grinned Felicity. "Think you could put your hand under my skirt for awhile?" Veronica notice that it was getting to be three-thirty, dug out her cell and called Scott. "Hi handsome, I love you. Haven't you left for you date with Carol and Erin yet?" "No, lover, neither are here yet, wait there's the door bell." I kept the phone to my ear as I walked to the door and after opening it I greeted Erin with a kiss and said, "Come in." "Who's there," asked Veronica. "Erin, dressed very primly in a business skirt, blouse and jacket, but she's carrying a bag and a hanging bag," I explained. "Use our bedroom, you know where it is," I said to Erin. "Carol's not there yet?" asked Veronica. "No, but it's early yet. Our reservations aren't until seven, plenty of time. Have you had a good day?" I asked. "Yes, we've we meet a delightful couple, a mother and daughter, and spent the day in Carmel shopping. We're on our way back to the hotel now. Oh, Felicity, that feels nice. She just put her hand inside my bra and pinched my nipple," she explained to me. "When we finish talking I'll send you pictures of something I bought today. Also watch for pictures of Edith and Felicity." "I see Carol driving in. Do you want to talk to her?" I asked. "Yes, please," she replied. I lightly kissed Carol as she came in the door and handed her the phone saying, "Veronica." "Hi sweetie, thanks for 'fixing me up'. ... Of course I'll take good care of him. .. We need to spend some time this weekend or next week talking about your wedding. ... No, I won't break him and Erin's been talking about Ashley ever since you called. ... Yes I will, ... No I won't, ... Love you, bye." Carol handed the phone back to me and I said, "Call me tomorrow when you're an hour out of St. Louis and I'll pick you up. ... Yes, I'll bring both of them. I love you Veronica, more than ever. Send me their pictures and I'll see you tomorrow. Bye." As I was walking up the stairs with Carol my phone chimed and there was a notice of an MMS message. I opened the message and looked at a picture of the table and one of the hutch, as well as the lovely Felicity and Edith. "She certainly has excellent choice in women as well as men," I wryly smiled. Erin was standing in my bath with the door open drying from her shower. After drying the bit of moisture in her hair she turned and walked to the bed and opened her bag. "Like what you see, Scott? "Yes, Erin, I do." I replied Erin slid on a black g-string before sitting to pull on a pair of fishnet thigh highs and slip into a pair of black suede stiletto heel boots. She opened her hanging bag and took out a long hip-hugger bias cut black skirt and then extracted a dark green bustier top. The skirt ended mid-calf but the low riding skirt didn't reach the bottom of the bustier leaving her midriff bare. Enhancing the sexy look was an emerald stone in her exposed navel. "Your pants are tented Scott. Does that you mean you like it and it's not just Carol standing nude behind me?" "Both of you," I said as I unbuttoned my shirt and unzipped and lowered my pants. "Ooh, right to it," remarked Carol. "No, I'm going to feed and romance both of you first. I'm just doing what you are ... changing." Carol blew her hair a bit with the dryer and toweled off as well. I put on a dark shirt and as I was pulling on grey trousers, Carol pulled a black garter belt from her bag, fastened it and pulled on a black g-string that did not contain many of her fiery red pubic hairs. After threading the straps under the sides of the g-string she sat and pulled on a pair of barely black seamed stockings. "What'd you think, Scott, enough clothes?" "Certainly for me, but probably not for Tony's," I leered. Carol donned a sheer black bra then took a dark grey cashmere sweater dress and a half slip from her hanging bag and slipped into the slip then pulled into the dress. "Sorry about the slip, but the garter clasps will show without it," remarked Carol. She took a pair of strappy black heels from her bag and slipped them on. They were a perfect complement to her mid-thigh length dress. As both jostled for space before the vanity I made a mental note to rectify that issue in the renovations. When they finished with their hair and a light touch of makeup both were such delicious visions that it was difficult to tell them it was time to go. As we reached the entry hall, Mary Claire, Ashley and Katrina came in, stopped and looked at the three of us. Mary Claire extended her hand and introduced herself to Carol and Erin. "You certainly beat the large dog that Scott was going to get to keep him company," giggled Mary Claire. "Will we see you after dinner, Dad?" asked Katrina. "Should we wear hose and heels?" "And precious little else," I replied. "Carol and Erin are spending the night." "Oooh," squealed Ashley. "You like anal don't you Erin? Could we talk about that later?" "Demonstrations might be necessary?" asked Erin in playful tone. "Absolutely," replied Mary Claire. "Okay Scott," began Carol as we got in the car, with her next to me and Erin by the door, a pox on bucket seats I thought, "Who's the absolutely stunning Mary Claire?" "She's a friend of Ashley and Katrina who seems to be around here a lot. Her father and mother both travel and she wants to be around people," I replied. "And how's she in bed?" teasingly asked Carol. "What makes you think she's been in our bed?" I innocently asked. "A woman who knows you knows you. And I know what you've unleashed in Veronica too. That's how I know. Besides, your future wife told me all about her. That made it easier to recognize," grinned Carol. "Last night both she and her mother shared my bed and earlier I took her virginity at her request. And before you ask further she goes both ways so she'll probably be willing to play with either or both of you," I honestly replied. "Not me tonight you lovely man. I'm exclusively yours for the whole night but Erin'll probably play, she's been looking forward to seeing Ashley again," and with that statement she put her arm around my shoulder and rested her head against me. "Can you tell, she's in love with you," asked Erin. "Shush, don't tell him that even if it's true," teased Carol. Any Chance We Could Ch. 32 I knew enough not to take this discussion any further without Veronica's presence. I suspected she knew how Carol felt because of the bond between them, but I didn't know what either of them expected of me. Carol was a drop-dead gorgeous red-head which had always been a weakness of mine, but I was engaged to the perfect soul-mate. Sigh, enjoy the night and talk to my true love tomorrow. Our conversation covered a range of topics but Erin kept coming back to how she was looking forward to spending the night with my girls, particularly Ashley. We arrived a few minutes early. Leaving the car with the valet we were shown immediately to our table which was a small back corner banquette as I had requested. Carol nestled in on my left and Erin on my right. Our obviously envious waiter took our drink order and as we continued to converse I kept my hand on Carol's thigh and she on mine. Twenty minutes later who should begin to walk by our table but Hazel and Emerson. I called out, "Emerson" just loudly enough for him to hear. He turned as did Hazel. Their expressions were priceless. Her's was one of disbelief contrasting with Emerson's one of envy. Emerson was dressed in a suit jacket with no tie as I was and Hazel in a little black dress, short, low cut, quite sexy. Her wardrobe was clearly changing. I stood and introduced "Carol McDonough and her niece Erin McDonough, this is Emerson Jacobsen and Hazel his wife. We've been business partners since college," I said as handshakes were exchanged all around. "Will you join us?" I asked. Emerson immediately said "Yes" and Hazel frowned. I noticed her look as I signaled to a waiter, "Two more chairs please. They'll be joining us." As the waiter fetched the chairs I looked at Hazel, "Hazel, Veronica knows I'm here and with whom. She set up this 'date' knowing she'd be out of town. She and Grace are in San Francisco accepting recognition from a charity on our behalf. Carol and Veronica lived together in college and have been friends since." With that explanation Hazel smiled as she and Emerson were seated by the waiter who then quickly took their drink orders. Carol is a very easy person to talk too, even with her hand on my thigh and mine back on hers. Emerson and I avoided any business discussion but I noticed that he and Hazel were very 'touchy, feely' with each other, far more than I'd witnessed since when they dated. Hazel asked how our wedding plans were coming and I deferred to Carol who explained where we were. Hazel asked if we were using Evie Graham for the ceremony. After that was affirmed Hazel said that Veronica had suggested that she talk to her and that she'd done so Tuesday. The topics covered were not disclosed but Hazel said she immediately liked Reverend Graham and that their conversation had been helpful, 'cathartic' was the word she used. My immediate thought was that perhaps she'd gotten her demons exorcised, and given the smiles on Emerson's face I was sure I was right. The dinner was a very pleasant affair. Surrounded by three gorgeous women, what else could it have been. Hazel was the most relaxed I'd seen her since shortly after graduation. And Emerson, even though he occasional leered at my dates didn't draw any displeasing looks from his wife. The owner, Vince Bommarito stopped by the table to greet us and I introduced him to Carol and Erin. Every time Hazel bent over her plate to take a bite, I was drawn to her cleavage. The one time the three ladies went to the restroom together I wondered why do they do that in pairs or packs? As they left I couldn't help but notice the swing of Hazel's ass and the seamed stockings disappearing into her high heels. Here I was with two stunning women who were going to share my bed tonight and Hazel got me hard. Go figure. Three hours after we'd arrived we'd finished dessert, liquors and coffee. I noticed all three women seemed anxious to get going, for a second round of dessert, I guessed. As we walked out and stopped at the podium the maître d' told us our cars were on their way. How does he do that? I went to lightly kiss Hazel on the cheek but she turned her head so that we kissed fully on the lips. I noticed an undercurrent of energy from her soft lips. I glanced at Emerson when the kiss ended. He had a smile as he nodded his approval. As we approached our respective cars I said, "Tomorrow night are you bringing the music selections?" He nodded yes. Carol slid over against me. I did notice a raised eyebrow from Emerson as he and Hazel got in their car. The drive home was delightful with Carol cuddled against me, her skirt pulled up to afford me maximum access to her bare thighs. She told us some of the wedding plans and about the ones that needed to be finalized. "I do need to see Veronica next week," she remarked more than once as she talked about a particular item. When we arrived home, my three young women were in the den watching the most recent events on Bryce Field and each was offering pointed comments. When someone came they held up numbered cards to score the event and were laughing uproariously at their own game. Carol and I joined Mary Claire and Ashley on the couch. Katrina was sitting on the floor leaning her arm on the end of the coffee table. Erin sat in a wingback chair after pulling it behind Katrina. Mary Claire appointed Erin as scorekeeper and pushed a pencil and a pad of paper toward Katrina to hand to Erin. "This top was quite comfortable before we I started laughing. So if there are no objections I'm going to take it off," smiled Erin as she began undoing the back of her bustier. As she dropped it on the floor, Ashley held up a '9' card which encouraged everyone else to join in. After fifteen minutes or so and after Katrina had her top off as well, the gamers adjourned to Ashley's bedroom leaving Carol and I on the couch. Carol turned and lay across my chest. We tenderly and then passionately kissed as I caressed her breasts and then her hip. As the kiss drew longer, Carol reached down, hiked her skirt up and spread her legs, an obvious invitation for me to stroke her upper thighs and her pussy. "Let's go up, you perfectly salacious redhead," I said as we broke the kiss. "May I have the honor of undressing you and making love to you?" I grinned. "Oh, I don't know. I usually don't get undressed on the second date, but the most beautiful woman in our world told me to tease you into submission. Okay, you talked me into it," she smiled as she stood, fluttered her eyes and extended her hand to me. I took her hand and led her to the kitchen where I grabbed a bottle of shiraz and two glasses. She took the bottle of wine, opened it, then took my free hand. When we walked back to the foyer I locked the front door and turned off the lights in the den. We excitedly climbed the stairs hand in hand. As we reached the second floor we smiled at each other as we heard giggling coming from the girls' bedroom then low moaning from at least one of them. After Carol and I entered my bedroom, we embraced after setting the wine and glasses on a night stand. Carol reached under her skirt and shimmied her slip down and let it puddle at her feet. "Veronica told me you like this," she said as she turned on the radio to an FM soft jazz station. She began erotically moving her delightful body as she pulled her dress over her head. She shook her curly hair and began running her hands over her body after pushing me into a seated position on the edge of the bed. "Want me yet?" she cooed. "Since I first ate you, yes," I replied. As she danced to me she turned and said, "Take off my bra." I put my arms around her and gently caressed her firm breasts inside the bra and kissed her neck. I released her. She stood and I unfastened her bra. She turned to face me, still moving her hips in time to the music as the bra slid down her arms and off her breasts. A few seconds later she slid onto my lap and wiggled on my thighs as she drew my face between her breasts. When I moved my face from her valley I sucked each nipple as I caressed each breast. As she danced away from me I stood and pulled off my shirt before pulling her to me and kissing her. Our tongues dueled back and forth between each other's mouths. As she ground her pelvis into me she thumbed her g-string. While still kissing me Carol moved back a half step and pushed it down her legs. Seconds later I felt her hands unfastening my belt, then eagerly pushing my pants and boxers down to my ankles. I stepped out of my shoes and pants and kicked them aside. Our bare groins ground together, my raging cock between her legs, her thighs tightly squeezing me. "Let's lie down," she said as she broke the kiss. "Not yet," I whispered. I released her for a moment to get my socks off and took her back in my arms and said, "Remember the last time we danced?" "Oh, yes, you felt so delightful," she smiled crushing her breasts into me. I wrapped both arms around her back and she wrapped both of hers around my neck. We kissed and slowly danced around the bedroom, my hands straying to her small ass and caressing her wonderful cheeks. She whispered into my ear, "I've told you this before, but I love you Scott Stuart Appleton, I could grow old with you. I'd like to grow old with you." I whispered back, "I love you too Carol, very much." "Do you think there's room for me in your marriage?" she asked. The tear in her eye screamed that she was being sincere and this wasn't bedroom banter. "I know there is in my heart," I responded hoping this wouldn't go much further without Veronica in the conversation. "Veronica said you did, can we talk about it next time we're together?" Whew, I thought. "Yes, you beautiful woman, we can and will." We danced for another fifteen or twenty minutes and I noticed a nude Katrina come quickly in the door and then leave again. After she left the green camera light was on. "We're being watched," I whispered into her ear. "Camera's on?" she asked never taking her mouth from my neck. "How'd you know," I asked. "Veronica tells me everything," she whispered as she nibbled my earlobe. "When you're unemployed and at home a lot, can Veronica and I still have our 'nooners'?" "Of course, with or without me participating. Your choice," I replied returning the earlobe nibbling. "Your hair smells incredible." "I know, it's your favorite." "Because Veronica told you," I finished her sentence. "Let me put my back against you," she whispered. She turned in my arms and reached behind her fondling my cock while I caressed her beasts with one hand and moved the middle finger of my other hand up and down her soaking slit. She began pushing her clit against my finger as I backed to the edge of the bed, gently turned her, and as I began kissing her lifted her onto the bed. She scooted away from the edge as I joined her on the mattress and we embraced and continued to passionately kiss. I was on my stomach next to her and she was on her back. My hand found her breast and I began to gently knead it and then pinched her rock hard nipple. I finished by lightly running a finger around her areola and along the side of her nipple. As she cooed quietly I provided a reverse treatment to her other breast. I could smell the arousal in her breath. Our eyes focused and locked on the other's. "Carol, I want to be inside you. I want to feel you grasp me as I slowly move in and out of you. I want to hear your breath quicken as I bring you to an orgasm." "God, you're the consummate lover," she whispered as she spread her legs. I slowly slid between her legs and without touching my cock found her wet needy hole and slowly entered her in a series of short strokes. At each stroke she moaned and said, "God, that feels so good. So loving, so fucking good." As she was bucking her narrow hips and pushing back I began to speed up my pace and while resting on my forearms continued to kiss her lips, eyes, chin and ears. "Oh, Scott, you feel so good," she panted. "Fuck me hard now, cum in me, fuck me hard." I began doing just that and within minutes we came together and fused as one. As I rolled beside her and her breathing slowed I sensed someone at the edge of the bed. It was Mary Claire. "You two make love so beautifully, can I pleasure you while Scott recovers. Katrina usually gets the cream pies but she and Ashley are giving Erin a workout, so can I?" "Of course, I'd think I'd enjoy that from you," replied Carol. A nude Mary Claire climbed over me but managed to stop and give me a thorough suck and cock cleaning licking, saying as she swished her long hair out of her face, "Carol you taste so sweet on him." I moved up the bed to sit against the headboard and invited Carol to nestle against my chest. Mary Claire very gently licked and sucked Carols nipples and dragged her tongue down Carol's chest, across the waist band of the garter belt and began licking her slit with the tip of her tongue. When Mary Claire touched her clit Carol moaned "Ooh," and bucked a bit. "That's really sensitive, but nice sensitive. Your tongue is delightful." As Mary Claire was consuming Carol's pussy, I was enjoying Carol's breasts, her lips and her curly hair against my cheek. Feeling a little parched, ten minutes later I asked, "Wine anyone?" Both women wanted a glass so I poured three and we sat leaning against the headboard. Having a beautiful bare-breasted woman against either side of me seemed to make the wine taste even more superb. ## They had time before going to the spa for hair styling and nails so to make the best use of it they showered together. It took a great deal of grit and will power to avoid sexual entanglement. On the way down to the spa Veronica remarked to Grace, "Thank you for the will power, I almost lost mine," lightly kissing her. They began dressing after returning from the spa and both stood nude trying to figure out what to put on first. Finally Grace put on her sheer gold bra and garter belt then pulled her gold g-string on, tucking the suspenders under the waist band of the g-string. Veronica put on her lavender garter belt and lavender g-string then they sat side by side on the bed and began pulling on their stockings. Grace's were a lace top light tan with sparkling gold highlights and were long enough that the clasps came down only three or four inches on her thighs. Veronica's lace top light lavender stockings had a bit of glitter to them as well. Grace pulled on her dress and after modeling it in front of the mirror on the door she asked Veronica, "Think I should wear a mini slip, these clasps may show when I sit?" "Whatever makes you more comfortable. I'd be comfortable if you weren't wearing the dress at all," grinned Veronica. "By the way, I kind of propositioned Felicity this afternoon and she'll probably be in here all night. Given the way you and Edith were enjoying touching each other I don't doubt that you got a similar invitation from her." "I did and I will," smiled Grace. "We made a connection today and tonight she wants to affirm it with 'lots of sex', and you know me with my newfound interest, I couldn't resist. I'm disappointed that you and I aren't going to fuck the night away, but it looks like we're both going to get too anyway." As she finished pulling on her hose and stepping into her shoes Veronica replied, "We'll have untold days together in the future, so we can both enjoy whatever the evening brings." Veronica stepped into her dress and fastened the clasp at the bodice. "God, what a sexy dress. I didn't get to see it on you when we bought them. You'll turn a few heads and pop a few eyes tonight," leered Grace. "Thanks, I hope so. Where's my phone I want to send Scott pictures of us." It was under a towel on the dressing table and after taking pictures of each other she sent them to Scott with a message, 'enjoy yourself tonight, but look who you're missing! I love you.' Veronica embraced Grace passionately kissed her and said, "You look gorgeous, let's both turn some heads tonight. New lipstick, it's seven twenty-five." They both picked up white cashmere shawls, put them over their arms and walked out just as Edith and Felicity opened their own door. Edith was in a green scooped neck dress, lots of cleavage, the skirt was tight over her shapely hips and ass, knee length but short enough to show off her nice legs, four inch green strappy sandals and a magnificent diamond and emerald necklace and matching earrings. Felicity was in a dark beige silk dress, very fitted bodice emphasizing her C cup breasts, her hair as full as it had been this afternoon, her skirt above knee length and her tan minimally strappy four inch sandals showed her pretty feet. As she turned to show her off her dress Veronica noticed seamed hose again. "I like what both of what you're wearing, you're beautiful," remarked Grace. The two women repaid the compliment to Grace and Veronica as they walked toward Joceline's desk. "Ladies, very attractive. Angie is waiting, this time I'll go with you to the car." The five of them walked to the door that Angie was holding open for them. She was now dressed in a mid-thigh length black skirt with satin tux stripes up each side, a fitted white tuxedo shirt with a bow tie, black opaque stockings and black suede three inch heel pumps. "Very sexy, Angie," said Felicity as she got in the car after Grace and Edith. "Thanks, it's our evening uniform," smiled Angie. Veronica stepped closer to Angie and said in a low voice, "Would you like to play with Felicity and me after you bring us back here?" Angie responded "I'd love to, but we're not allowed to." Veronica asked, "What if I leave something in the limo and you have to bring it up, would that work?" "I think I could make that happen, do you want me to change?" smiled Angie. "No, come as you are, sheer hose would be nice, but not necessary." After closing the door behind Veronica Angie saw Joceline looking at her with a querulous frown. Joceline approached her as she began to walk around the limo. "You just got propositioned, didn't you? I'm envious. Need help?" grinned Joceline. "I was hoping they'd ask me." "What about the policy?" asked Angie. "In the case of these four ladies, it doesn't exist. I'm staying in room 224 tonight, my car's been in the body shop since Monday. If you want help, or to share, call me and I'll be there," grinned Joceline. "Thanks, I'll ask later and see what they desire," replied Angie. Angie's been with a women only a few times, but at twenty six is willing to try anything to please and be pleased. She remembered that she had a pair of black crotchless sheer pantyhose and a pearl g-string in her locker. Left over from a jilted date a few weeks earlier. After arriving at the gala and as the women were getting out Angie told Veronica, "I've got my cell and I'll be nearby, so call when you're ready to leave. Joceline saw us talking and correctly surmised that you'd propositioned me and said that the policy doesn't apply to guests in the Presidential suites. So ... you don't have to 'leave' anything, I'll be up as soon as I garage the car and freshen up a bit. Joceline was a bit disappointed that you didn't invite her." "She's more than welcome if you don't mind her being there with you. I know I sure as hell won't mind and I don't think Felicity would either," smiled Veronica. After parking the car Angie called Joceline and told her what Veronica had said. After hanging up Joceline excitedly went through her meager clothes supply to find something appropriate. She selected a thin, almost sheer cream colored sweater, a very short khaki skirt that just barely covered the tops of the lace top thigh highs she'd found. Her black three inch pumps would have to do. After looking at herself in the mirror, she pulled off the sweater and removed her bra. After putting the sweater back on her hard nipples tented it nicely and her small areola were clearly visible. She took her hair out of the work day bun and brushed her shoulder length dark brown hair smooth. She turned on the TV and impatiently waited. At twenty eight she didn't have a regular boy friend but a group of girl friends in her Sausalito apartment complex provided her with as much social and sexual stimulation as she needed. Any Chance We Could Ch. 32 Angie mused as she waited listening to her iPod what Joceline would be like as a lover. Maybe she and I could develop an intimate friendship. Joceline's a very sexy lady, she thought As the four women entered the lobby they were directed to the Main Ballroom and were told that the four of them were at table number three near the podium and there would be four more guests joining them. The women stood and mingled in the reception area in the back of the ballroom, circulating wait staff served them drinks and canapés. At eight o'clock all were invited to be seated and that serving would begin shortly. The four women walked to their table and met the other two couples. One of the men, Baxter Evans, introduced them all as "My wife Jeanne, Gordon Ashford and his wife Jessica, and they call me Bax." Veronica introduced Edith, Felicity and Grace and they all seated themselves. To Veronica's right was Felicity, then Grace, Edith, Jeanne, Gordon, Bax and Jessica. The fact that neither couple was paired as introduced gave Veronica a brief pause, and as she and Felicity engaged Jessica in conversation, Bax was quiet, but Gordon and Jeanne seemed to be enjoying a private muted conversation. Dinner was excellent and as coffee, liquors and dessert were being served the Master of Ceremonies, a local TV anchorwoman began explaining the goals and accomplishments of the organization and as she was doing this there were tuxedoed staff from the organization ushering the recipients forward. Grace and Veronica were the fourth announced and after stepping to the podium Grace introduced herself as representing Midwest Capital and then after accepting the crystal award stepped aside and let Veronica speak. "I'm Veronica Appleton and my husband wanted me to announce that we pledge the same gift for each of the next three years." After the thunderous applause died down she smiled and turned to go back to the table. As she passed Bax he said, "Beautiful tits, when you bent forward I couldn't not look." "I like then too," she remarked moving past him. After all the recognitions the Master of Ceremonies and the Fund Director came to their table and thanked Veronica for her generous future pledge, she having been the only person to have done so. "I appreciate that that's a million dollar commitment over four years, so again, thank you. Not only me personally, but the Board and the recipients of our grants," smiled a very grateful Director. After the awards the dance floor opened and the band on the stage began taking requests, given that the average age of the guests was somewhere between Veronica and Edith the requests were for slower pieces, usually from the forties and fifties. Veronica danced first with Grace then with Felicity. Bax and Gordon approached them as the number ended and Gordon danced with Veronica and Bax with Felicity. "You have beautiful legs, Veronica, very sexy in the stockings with the tops showing. I wish I could talk Jeanne into something like that." He pulled her closer to him and pushed his erection into her hip. "Did I do that?" demurely asked Veronica knowing damned well she had. Feels like a nice dick from my side of your pants. Can I ask you something?" "Sure anything," he responded. "Are you and Bax wife swapping?" "Yes, ... regularly, we're staying at different hotels and this is the first time in two days I've seen Jessica. Why do you ask? Interested in some three-way?" "I might be, feels like you've got enough for two of us." As the music ended she stepped away from Gordon and looking down at his crotch said, "Hold that thought." She found Felicity and grinning took her hand and led her to the restroom. She pushed her up against the sink and deeply and passionately kissed her. "Want to have some fun?" "More than I just had," panted Felicity. "Yes, let's put those two 'super studs' in their place. Come on to one or the other and tell them that you'd like to have a three-way with him and the other guy's wife. Tell them a room number in this hotel and that you expect to see then both naked outside your door at eleven-thirty." 'Ooh, does sound like fun," smiled Felicity. "Not as much as we're gonna have with Angie," smiled Veronica. "Angie, our driver?" asked Felicity. "None other, you told her she looked sexy. I'll bet she's even sexier in nothing at all. I've asked her to join us after she puts the car away. I also told her she could invite Joceline too. Now let's go finish our practical joke," smiled Veronica as she and Felicity rejoined the crowd. After a couple of more numbers, Bax asked Veronica to dance and Gordon asked Felicity. Veronica complimented him on how good his cock felt against her and slapped his hand away a few times as he tried to reach inside her dress, finally saying, "Bring your wife or Jessica to my room at eleven thirty, its 736, don't wear clothes. When I answer the knock at the door and look out the peephole, if either of you are dressed, the door won't open, deal?" seductively grinned Veronica. Meanwhile Felicity was giving Gordon a similar invitation to room 843. At ten forty-five, Veronica called Angie and asked "Ten minutes?" She responded, "Of course." Veronica stood and then leaned over making sure her breasts were visible and cooed into Jessica's ear, "Eleven thirty, will you be there?" "Ooh, yes, both of us. Nude," whispered Jessica. Felicity did the same pressing her breast into Gordon's shoulder and nipping his ear. The four then left through the lobby having noticed that the front door couldn't be seen from the ballroom. As they approached the car door being held open by Angie they were all laughing. "What's so funny?" asked Angie. "I'll tell you when we get back you sexy thing. We put a couple of 'super studs' in their place, details later." "I wish we could get hold of the surveillance video of those hallways," laughed Felicity. Felicity cuddled into Veronica. She threaded her hand into the front of Veronica's dress and gently caressed her breast. Instead of slapping her hand away, she cooed and kissed Felicity and put her hand on top of hers outside the dress. ## We finished our wine, and I began to caress Carol, her hair, her face, her torso, her legs, her magnificent ass, her still wet pussy. Mary Claire sat cross legged watching us and began stroking her own clit. As we became more passionate, Carol said, "From behind." She turned onto her hands and knees, said, "Lick my asshole and then make love to my hot, loving pussy." After thoroughly licking her and getting my tongue a bit into her asshole, I slowly entered her and while holding her breasts fully entered her in a series of short rapid strokes. ## Veronica pulled Felicity's legs across her lap and slid her hand under her skirt up to her bare thighs above the stocking top. "I want to eat you, and finger fuck you 'til you beg me to stop," she told Felicity as they broke the kiss momentarily. "And you don't think I want to do the same to you? I want to lick your asshole and finger fuck both your holes at the same time. Interested?" "And you think you need to ask?" replied Veronica. "My ass is virgin territory but I'm willing to get over it." "Ooh, I'll be your first, how erotic. Your husband hasn't been there?" murmured Felicity. "No, not yet but there's always tomorrow if I enjoy you tonight," replied Veronica through the kiss. Grace and Edith were enjoying mutual pussy contact and both were moaning as they neared the hotel. "Five minute warning," announced Angie, "I'm about to cum just looking at you guys in the rearview mirror." Reluctantly the two couples separated, smoothing dresses and repairing lipstick. Angie opened the door in the portico of the hotel and as Veronica passed her she asked, "Still want either or both of us?" "Both," was Veronica's smiling reply. "How soon?" "Fifteen minutes tops," grinned Angie. They boarded the elevator to the suite floor, Grace and Edith were embracing in a prolonged tongue dueling kiss. Veronica pulled Felicity's back against her and commenced caressing her breasts. As she nibbled on her earlobe Veronica whispered, "Watch your mother and Grace." When the elevator stopped the four women were so carried away that the doors closed before they could disengage and exit. Felicity pushed the 'Open Door' and nudged her Mother. Grace and Edith went directly to Edith's suite and Veronica and Felicity to Veronica's. A magnum of champagne in an ice bucket and two flutes on a silver tray were in Edith's suite delivered when the maid had pulled the bedcovers down. There were two magnums of champagne and four flutes on a silver tray similarly delivered to Veronica's suite. There was a note in a sealed envelope under the flutes in Veronica's suite . 'I hope I got this right, four in this suite?' read the note, no signature. Almost before the door closed, Felicity unzipped her dress and after stepping out of it and throwing in on a nearby chair, she pushed her half slip down and stood with it puddled around her feet extending her arms to Veronica. Veronica moved slowly toward her noticing her full breasts and broad hips that tapered nicely to a narrow waist and almost flat stomach. "Turn, Felicity, let me drink you in," she commanded smiling. As Felicity turned Veronica licked her lips at Felicity's full rounded ass, wonderful legs with slightly full thighs and calves that tapered to a slender ankle, and the profile of her breasts. "Your seams are a bit crooked. I'll adjust them for you if you like." "Yes, I'd like," responded Felicity with a shiver. "Would you like some help with your dress first?" "Yes, I think I'd like to wear it tomorrow night and don't want to wrinkle it any more," broadly smiled Veronica. Felicity finished turning around, stepped out of her slip puddle and took two steps to Veronica. As Veronica lifted her left arm for Felicity to unzip her she noticed the champagne. When Felicity had unzipped her Veronica freed the clasp and dropped her arms so Felicity could slide the dress off her shoulders and Veronica stepped out of it and carefully laid it on the nearby desk. Felicity was almost speechless when Veronica bared her breasts. "Those have got to be the most perfect tits I've ever seen. I knew they felt good, but didn't imagine they'd look like they do. Turn, please," gasped Felicity. The lavender string up Veronica's ass crack and the lavender garter straps down each cheek highlighted her nicely rounded ass and again Felicity shivered. "I've seen a lot of women's bodies, but never one as perfect as yours." "Thank you, you sexy woman, shall we have a drink and do a bit of mutual admiration before I muss your hair and lick you to the first of many orgasms. First though may I take and send a picture of you to my husband." smiled Veronica. "God, I'm glad you're not shy or subtle. Did you read my mind? Yes, champagne then sex, lots of sex. How's this pose, should I spread my legs a bit more? You can send the pictures on one condition ... that sometime I get to play with the recipient too." "Of course," Veronica smiled as she snapped the picture with her phone. After opening and pouring two flutes, Veronica knelt behind Felicity unfastening her garter straps in order to begin to straighten her seams. After finishing and refastening the straps, she put her hand between Felicity's legs and pushed her palm against her pussy while licking and kissing her magnificent ass. Felicity was appreciatively moaning and trying to grind into Veronica's hand when there was a quiet tapping at the door. Veronica looked out the peephole and saw Angie and Joceline. Joceline had put on a blazer so her unfettered breasts were not so evident. Veronica began laughing as she opened the door wide and invited both wide-eyed young ladies in. Both Angie and Joceline's eyes went immediately to Veronica's bare breasts and then to Felicity's. Angie turned to Joceline and said, "I think we're over dressed." And then to Veronica, "Are you laughing because we are?" "No, no, no," Veronica laughed closing the door. As Felicity was pouring two more flutes, she related the scheme they'd set up. Joceline, when she'd stopped laughing said, "I dated the security supervisor there, want copies of the videos? Do you remember the room numbers and the approximate time?"" "I used 843," replied Veronica as she edged toward Angie and put her arm around her shoulder. "Mine was 736," laughed Felicity. "We just made them up, if they're occupied at 11:30 they're going to be some surprises." Joceline slipped off her blazer revealing her breasts under the sheer sweater. Felicity asked, "Are everyone's tits better looking than mine?" "Mine are the only ones in the breeze," giggled Veronica. "Lets see. ... Joceline, unfasten Felicity's bra will you. Angie let me help you off with your shirt and tie." After baring Felicity's boobs Joceline reached around her and while pulling her back against her caressed her breasts and lightly pinched her nipples. "Nothing wrong with these. No sag, nice and firm, very hard nipples," she remarked. "But I'll know more after I've sucked on them." Angie was pulling her shirt down her arms when Veronica opened the clasp on her front closure bra, freeing a beautiful pair of breasts that in may ways were similar to her own. "Tasty looking," smiled Veronica as she began caressing and massaging them. "Let me take a picture of each of you, I've got to share you beautiful women with my husband." "He doesn't mind?" asked Joceline after posing in a nice profile shot, hands on hips, big smile and the nipples clearly visible under the sweater. "No, if we were in my bedroom or if he were here, he'd be watching and waiting for my permission to fuck both of you," frankly said Veronica. Angie's pose was face on with a demure look and Veronica also took a full length picture of her with one foot on the coffee table. Veronica dispatched them via MMS to Scott. "Angie join me on the loveseat will you?" asked Veronica taking Angie's hand. "Your hair looks very nice down, I didn't realize how long it was the way you had it up." Veronica sat and invited Angie to lean across her legs and face her. "I like the sheer stockings, sweetie," smiled Veronica. "Thigh highs?" "No, pantyhose with a surprise on top," giggled Angie. Felicity and Joceline were similarly arranged on the other facing loveseat and all the flutes were on the coffee table between the sofas. Felicity was across Joceline's lap and had attached her lips to Joceline's now bare breasts, having pushed her sweater up above them. "Wait," said Joceline, "Let me lean forward a bit and you pull this thing off." "Play with my breasts a bit while I kiss you." As Angie's hands were busy on Veronica's breasts Veronica's hand was busy caressing Angie's legs and her ass through her skirt. Then up her bare side and back and then intertwined her fingers in Angie's mane. Angie began moaning with delight at Veronica's touch and moved a hand to the back of Veronica's neck and put her hand in Veronica's hair. She broke the kiss and dropped her mouth to Veronica's nipples and began sucking and lightly nipping each one. Veronica leaned her head back and moved her hand to Angie's nipples to roll them between her fingers. Joceline while enjoying Felicity's mouth moved her hand down to her legs and began caressing the nylon covered knee and thigh up to the bare thigh and hip. When she started using her nails, Felicity spread her legs. At that invitation, Joceline began tugging her g-string down and Felicity closed her legs and lifted her hips a bit. As Joceline pulled it off her feet past the heels, she pitched it over to Veronica and Angie and it landed on Angie's cheek. Angie inhaled deeply and said around a nipple, "I've got to taste that pussy." Across the hall Grace and Edith had completed undressing each other while drinking flutes of champagne. Edith held her at arms length and complimented Grace on her body. Grace was in awe of the Edith's now naked body. Her tits were high and firm, her stomach fairly flat and her ass and thighs were firm. Edith widely smiling said, "I exercise, watch my diet and have regular sex. But most of all I have the best plastic surgeon that money can buy. He's from Los Angeles but comes to see me in a St. Louis hospital to perform his surgeries. I'll bet he could raise those tits to their former glory, but can't imagine that you'd want to touch anything else. Nice ass, nice thighs, luscious looking pussy. Finish that flute I want to love you." "Edith, lie down, let's cuddle a bit and touch. I need to tell you something. Veronica and I came out here to accept the award as you and your daughter did. I was intending for her to be my first woman. I work for her husband and his partner and have desired him and his partner for the last twenty years and most recently have developed a passion to be with his wife as well. The attraction was mutual. Veronica has had multiple female lovers in the last month, most of whom she's shared with her husband. Veronica and I were to be lovers on this trip except that a deal fell through that would have meant that I was no longer an employee of either her husband or his partner. Our love making understandingly so, got put on hold." "But she's with my daughter, won't he care about that?" asked Edith. "No, it's different, your daughter doesn't work for his company. Neither Veronica nor her husband are jealous if they know what the other's doing. I'm sorry if I sound needy, but I'm really really horny now." Edith embraced Grace and began passionately kissing her and caressing her breasts, stomach and her pussy. Grace's breathing became labored as Edith tenderly touched her clit. ## Hazel cuddled against Emerson on the way home and kept her hand in his lap atop his steely dick. "I don't fully understand how Veronica lets Scott have multiple sex partners. I know Carol is her best friend and that they were lovers in college and later, but to arrange for Scott to be with her while she's out of town, I just don't understand." "Maybe it's just a sex thing, I know they love each other deeply, probably no less than I love you. Even when they're in bed with another woman, Mary Claire comes to mind, they still love each other intensely," replied Emerson moving his hand up Hazel's inner thigh, past the stocking top to her warm damp pussy. "You don't have any underwear on?" he asked. "I do, feel around a bit and see what you can find." At that comment Emerson almost ran off the road. Hazel took her hand off his dick and pulled his hand against her pussy while she moved her hips from side to side. "I feel something that feels like beads. What is that?" hew gasped. "It's a pearl bikini, there's a string of pearls that stretch through my pussy and up my ass. Call it a very abbreviated g-string. Think you might like to take a closer look when we get home? Believe me it's made me horny all night rubbing against my clit and my asshole." Emerson turned and looked at her, having never heard her use the words 'pussy', clit' or 'asshole' in his presence. His dick twitched as she uttered each one. "Surprised by me using those words. Well let's fuck when we get home," grinned Hazel putting her hand back in his lap. "Hazel why don't I just pull over here we can get in the back seat right now." "We're only a few minutes from home sweetheart. You can fuck me in the garage if you can't wait to get to bed, okay?" grinned Hazel. After pulling in the garage and closing the door, Emerson got out ran around the back of the car and climbed into the passenger seat. He unzipped his fly and before he could pull his dick out, Hazel had her hand on it and pulled it out for him. "Nice cock you got there lover," she said as she began to straddle him and pull up her skirt. She wriggled his cock in her slit to get it wet, pushed the pearls aside and impaled herself on him. As she began bouncing up and down, an incredulous Emerson pulled her to him and began kissing her. Breaking the kiss, Hazel said, "Get a hand on a bare tit, pinch my nipple," and resumed the kiss. Any Chance We Could Ch. 32 Both began groaning as the sensations began to overwhelm them, "Pinch harder, fuck deeper," Hazel said through the kiss. "Oh, God, I'm on the edge, Fuck me, fuck me, fill me up with your seed," she intoned through the kiss. After a few more minutes Hazel had a massive orgasm and as she was shaking through it Emerson plunged as deep as he could and began filling her. He pulled his hand out of her bra and wrapped both arms around her nuzzling her neck. "What's gotten into you?" he asked. "We haven't done this in the car since our honeymoon. And did you join the navy to learn that language?" he grinned. "No I didn't. I had a four hour talk with the Reverend Doctor Graham Tuesday afternoon and she convinced me that God wasn't going to get me for having sex with my husband or anyone else he wanted to share me with. Aunt Josie was a dried up mean old woman and my childhood minister was just plain vindictive. She showed me the Bible verses that they had often quoted and explained how they could be interpreted either positively or negatively. God is a loving God, not a vindictive one. After I talked to her I talked to Veronica, who is probably the most sexually liberated person I know after Reverend Graham and realized how much I was hurting you. And I was denying myself as well. I did notice that after using the words I did and fucking you in something other than the missionary position in our bed that lightning didn't to strike. Unless that orgasm we just shared was a lightning strike. I've never come with such intensity. Are we done talking? Let's get inside, I need to ask you something and I want you to see me almost naked in a well lighted room. I've got a nice body and I want you to properly appreciate it." As Emerson softened and popped out of her wet pussy, Hazel raised, up opened the door and awkwardly climbed out of the car. As she stood she extended her hand and held onto Emerson's as they entered the house. "I envy Scott and Veronica, he's probably fucking both those women we had dinner with, probably Mary Claire as well. I wonder what Veronica and Grace are up to in California?' Let's get some wine and play show and tell, shall we," smiled Hazel. In the kitchen Hazel made sure the shades were down before saying to Emerson. "Pour that wine and undress me, take clothes off me until I tell you to stop, then I'll return the favor." Emerson poured two glasses of a nice Malbec turned, gave one to Hazel and touched his glass to hers saying, "To us, now and forever. I love you Hazel. I always have and always will." "And I love you too Emerson, I apologize for causing you pain, but that's all behind us now. If you want to fuck me on a couch or a bed in front of Scott and Veronica, I'm ready. Now unzip me," she asked raising her arm so he could undo the side zipper. "By the way, what'd you think of this dress, should I get more like it, or even shorter?" "I like it and yes whatever you wish. More stockings too, get a whole closet full, more high heels as well. More pearl panties, more sheer bras, more of those that show off your nipples. Buy some very skimpy bikinis to wear to Scott and Veronica's next time we're invited to swim." "Can you afford all that," demurely asked Hazel. "Sweetheart, if this deal closes which it probably will next week, Scott and I'll get almost ninety million apiece Shoot, even Kim and you'll get about sixteen million apiece. So will Katrina. Even Marty gets about eight mil. What's a few dozen pairs of heels, several drawers full of lingerie and closets full of sexy dresses with that kind of money?" "Sooo, ... I seemed to have hit a few of your fetishes, care to talk about them?" asked Hazel as the slid the dress down her arms exposing her half bra clad breasts. "Look good don't they. Veronica told me they did not too long ago but I was too embarrassed to react. They're nice for a aging forty-five year old gal, don't you think? " "I really don't have anything to compare them to, but they're luscious to me. ... Fetishes, I have a few, some are in common with my partner. ... Nylon clad legs, high heels, teasing lingerie, watching women, stockings that leave the upper part of the thigh exposed. Generous, but nicely shaped asses, on a woman that is. Long haired women. I think I'd like to see your pussy shaved. If we don't like it it'll always grow back, won't it?" "I didn't hear anything in that list that I won't wear or do, but what do you mean by watching?" smiled Hazel. "That's probably more a fantasy than a fetish. As in I actually watched Katrina blow Scott, or Mary Claire eat Veronica, or looking up Veronica's skirt, or watching sweet young things walk through the mall inappropriately dressed. I'd even like to watch our daughter and her partner make love. Veronica even suggested that I watch Scott fuck you while I fuck her or Mary Claire, remember? Am I sounding too weird, sweetheart?" Emerson asked. "No. You're exciting me, but not repulsing me at all. Some of the things you mentioned I don't think I'm ready for, but give me time. Do you like looking at me in high heels, dark stockings, exposed nipples." "Oh, God, do I! Can't you tell by the tent in my pants." "Take 'em off, show me in the flesh," commanded Hazel. Emerson couldn't get his trousers off fast enough. Hazel helped unbutton his shirt as he pushed his briefs down. As he stood before her with his cock at a right angle to his body, Hazel shivered a bit in ecstasy and said, "God damn, you're beautiful Emerson and right now I want to watch us fuck, some other time perhaps watch you fuck someone else or me getting fucked. Come," she led him by the hand to their bedroom and asked, "If we move that dresser and tilt the mirror do you think maybe we could see ourselves." "Worth a try, you sexy woman." After scooting it around a bit and lying on the bed to check its positioning, Hazel spread her legs and with a come hither look at Emerson, said, "Come, fuck me." ## After breaking a tongue entangling kiss, Veronica pulled her head back from Angie and said, "take off your skirt and let me play in your pussy while you suck my tits." Angie stood, unzipped her skirt letting it drop to reveal the crotchless pantyhose, her bare pussy and the pearl g-string. With a sharp intake of breath Veronica said, "Let's get on the bed, I need to tongue fuck that pussy." After pulling the duvet down Veronica had Angie sit against the headboard with her legs apart and knelt between her ankles. She lightly touched Angie's ankles and began to slowly slide her hands up her satiny legs. As she reached her crotch she gently spread her labia and breathed in Angie's arousal. As Veronica began to lick her slit her hands continued up Angie's hips and as Veronica began to lick and suck her clit her fingers began pinching her nipples. Angie put her fingers in Veronica's hair and moaned. Veronica pushed one finger then two into her wet slit curling them and searching for her g-spot. When she found it Angie began gasping and bucking her hips and then with a very strong shudder came. "Oh, my God, that was wonderful," she exclaimed after coming down a bit. "Let me return the favor." "Of course," smiled Veronica as they shared a kiss with Angie relishing the taste of herself on Veronica's lips. As she traded places with Angie Veronica saw Joceline stand and remove her skirt and g-string, what a nice ass thought Veronica as Felicity had her bend over and put her hands on the coffee table. Felicity moved her hands to Joceline's ass cheeks and buried her face between her cheeks. As Felicity spread her cheeks she began licking and pushing her tongue against Joceline's asshole. Joceline began moaning and pushing back against the assaulting tongue. Felicity pushed her finger into Joceline's pussy and after getting it covered with her moisture pulled it out and pushed it against her asshole. With a bit of pressure she entered Joceline to the first knuckle. "Oooh, you're right, that's a virgin ass you're in, can you go deeper." Felicity withdrew her finger completely, stood and walked over to her purse and came back with a tube of Carrageenan lube. "I'd hoped I'd need this tonight," she said as she covered her finger and put a large dollop on Joceline's asshole. She pushed her middle finger into Joceline's asshole again and after withdrawing and reinserting it twice her index finger was completely in. Felicity then pushed her first finger into Joceline's pussy and caressed her clit with her thumb. "Oh, my God, Oh fuck, oh fuck that feels good. My knees are wobbly, I'm going to come," chanted Joceline pushing back against Felicity's hand as she came. After a few minutes Felicity pulled her finger out and stood, then led Joceline to the bed. * Dear readers I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but the chapters may sometimes be published further apart because of my day job. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd like especially to hear from any female readers. Any Chance We Could Ch. 33 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Friday, October 26 At 2:00am CDT the earth shifted on its axis. Scott was inside Carol for the third time this evening and was coming in her womb as she shuddered, sighed, and said "I Love You, Scott, I Love You," and came. Mary Claire and Erin, who was on the bottom, were mutually masturbating each other to an orgasm, the last of many this evening as Erin loudly came just as Mary Claire pulled her fingers out of Erin's pussy she too came albeit less loudly than her lover. Katrina and Ashley had their heads buried between each other's thighs in a 69 position pleasuring each other. With two fingers vigorously moving in and out of Ashley as her lover had three fingers in her, through the membrane that separated her dearest's bowels from her womb Katrina could feel the plug in Ashley's ass. Energetically thrusting her hips upward Ashley's orgasm preceded Katrina's by a few seconds. Katrina and Mary Claire used the last of their energy to turn around, embrace and kiss their lover. All four sated women lay exhausted, content to hold each other silently as their breathing returned to normal and the sweat cooled on their bodies. Through the partially opened door the sounds of lovemaking in the girls' room floated into the master bedroom as Scott held Carol's head and shoulders against his chest with his fingers entangled in her mane. When the sounds from the other room died off Carol raised her head and with a mischievous grin whispered, "It sounds like they all had a glorious time. Have you ever wondered after you've had sex what your lovers and friends might be doing along the same lines?" Scott shook his head, but now that the idea had been planted in his mind he couldn't help wonder. Eight and a quarter miles away in her Des Peres townhouse Cheryl Babcock was alone in her bed with two fingers pinching and rubbing her clit while her vibrator inside her pussy brought her to an orgasm. She barely succeeded keeping from moaning aloud. While momentarily somewhat satisfying her physical need, she cuddled against a king sized pillow and wished that there was a half-attractive man in her bed to satisfy her deeper need for human intimacy. John's frequent and long business trips had always been tough on her. She had a few opportunities over the years to be unfaithful, yet always remained faithful to him, which is more than she could say for him she ruefully reminded herself. Little did she know that on the other side of the closet wall her son Max was stroking his dick inside a discarded stocking of his mother's he'd found draped over the wastebasket in her bedroom. His favorite image filled his imagination as he came into the stocking and hand. Not long after, a less horny young man fell asleep thinking of his sister, Beth. Also unbeknownst to Cheryl her spirited daughter Beth was rubbing her own clit with her hand inside a stocking with images of her brother filling her mind as she too climaxed quietly. Less than forty-five minutes earlier she'd seen Max's erection as he had gotten out of the shower not expecting her to be sitting on the toilet peeing. John Babcock was in a Boston hotel room with his paramour and her teen-aged daughter. John was pounding into the teenager while her mother knelt beside them stroking her fingers in and out of her own cunt. As John came inside her nineteen year old daughter she groaned and whimpered through her own orgasm. Seeing John fuck her daughter was more arousing than she'd anticipated. As she pulled her fingers from her dripping vagina she hoped that bringing her daughter Meredith to their bed would have the desired results. She was madly in love with John and was hoping that he'd divorce his wife and marry her. Her own mother had told her repeatedly when she was a young woman that for a man she deeply loved a woman should do anything to demonstrate that love and her commitment. In his Arnold home Karen Godwin's father was quickly stroking his cock in an out of Karen's wet opening while she was bent over the back of her parent's living room couch. With three cameras capturing their activities Karen and her father came almost at the same moment. Her mother who was sitting on the couch masturbating with a vibrating dildo and kissing Karen spread her legs wider for the camera to capture the moment she released a small squirt. They next day Karen would start to edit the digital recordings not only for their personal enjoyment but also for an adult home movie series she produced for distribution. While his partner was making love to Carol, Emerson had been between Hazel's legs eagerly lapping at her pussy. He was more than pleased that over these last days his wife had become more adventurous. As one hand ran across her nylon-clad ankle he couldn't help dream that maybe, just maybe, if the love of his life continued to evolve that he may realize his deepest desire, to put an anklet on her to signify that he had a wonderfully hot wife. But he reminded himself, Keep your dreams realistic Emerson. That one will always remain a fantasy. As she approached her second climax, Hazel tugged on his hair and cried out for him to fuck her. She had never used that word until these last days but he loved hearing it roll from her tongue, particularly when in the heat of passion it was filled with lust and desire. He did her bidding and entered her weeping pussy forcefully. She groaned with satisfaction as he repeatedly thrust into her about every second. He looked into her flaming eyes as the love of his life drove her hips upward to meet his downward strokes. In a matter of moments she was coming, and two thrusts after she started to climax he too came spilling his semen into her. When they finished they lay on their sides holding each other, looking into each other's smiling and contented face. As her fiancé drifted off to sleep in St Louis Veronica was licking and sucking Felicity's pussy while Felicity was slowly stroking her well lubricated middle finger in and out of Veronica's asshole and nibbling Veronica's clit. Until just now she'd allowed no one to play with her asshole in that way but Felicity had caught her off-guard. Carried along by the moment and despite initial wariness, Veronica allowed her to continue and was pleased that she'd done so. As Veronica shuddered and came along with Felicity she decided to see what it would be like for Scott to take her in the ass. Angie and Joceline, the limousine driver and the concierge, were in the classic 69 position next to them on the bed, simultaneously groaning and vocalizing their previously unprofessed desire and love for one another. As Veronica watched the two lovers come together for the first time she couldn't have guessed that she'd been instrumental in bringing together what would become a lifelong couple. Across the hall in Edith's suite, Grace, impaled on Edith's strap-on was happily enjoying sex with her first woman. As she was coming so too was Edith who had an egg buried inside her pussy. As their climaxes continued, to drive the intensity even higher, Edith slid up the vibrator controller on both the egg and the strap-on attachment to the highest level. Grace's eyes widened at the sudden and intense vibration. She moaned her delight as a powerful climax rolled on and on for nearly forty-five seconds. As her eyes closed in sleep Grace knew that she would be ready and willing to have more experiences with women. Less than a mile from Scott and Veronica's home Angela and Georgina parted from each other's lips as they came for the fourth time that evening. Earlier Georgina confessed her bi-sexual desires, and of wanting to make love to the one young woman who was the focal point of many of her bedtime fantasies. From the blush on her mother's face and her mother's averted eyes Angela rightly suspected that she was that young woman. In response to her mother's confession, Angela made a confession of her own which then led each to verbalize to the other how much they wanted to make love to the other. Afterwards neither regretted what had occurred. The only regret not voiced by Georgina was that one day her daughter would fall in love with a young man and leave home. Before curling against her mother, Angela attached her lips to her Mother's swollen left nipple causing Georgina draw in a sharp breath. A moment later the new lovers kissed and cuddled in each other's arms as sleep overtook them. In the meantime a quick twelve minute drive from the country club following a quiet evening watching a rented movie, Kim was coming in Gwen's mouth as she was returning the favor by pleasuring her partner with her mouth and fingers. They had spent nearly half an hour enjoying each other's mild and sweet delicacies. On an extra large king sized bed Keith was coming into his vivacious mother's sodden pussy. Beside him his wife, Joy and her younger sister, were in a sixty-nine position eagerly and loudly pushing the other to come. Joy vigorously worked her palm from side to side across her younger sister's clit, sending waves of pleasure through her sister who Joy knew was too far gone to stand gentleness. It wasn't long before Joy ceased pleasuring her sister as her own body quaked and her breath became rapid and shallow as she approached her orgasm. Dave, his father-in-law was having his cock lustily sucked by his mother-in-law who seconds after Keith pulled out of her was happily swallowing a mouthful of her husband's semen. Gazing lustfully into her dresser mirror that she'd angled downward Cathleen Morris looked at her soaking pussy as she masturbated herself to a gentle orgasm while wearing a black garter belt, black stockings and red four inch strappy high heels. With her other hand she caressed her own legs alternating between the bare thigh and the stocking welt. Though she'd been wearing stockings to parties for years, only in the last three had she taken to wearing them as she played with herself. She was thinking about throwing herself at Veronica and Scott hoping that either or both would have her. As she pushed herself over the edge of a stronger climax she closed her eyes as she tried to picture the scene and the look on Scott's face as she had her face between Veronica's thighs and him fucking her from behind. Ten minutes later, turning off the lights and pulling up the queen-sized covers Cathleen promised herself that if she would again find a man to love and he to love her that she wouldn't take him for granted and treat their relationship so carelessly. Though loneliness was a cold harsh teacher, she had learned her lesson well. Once again tears dripped from her face onto her pillow as she cried herself to sleep dreaming of her loves lost and hoping for a future love found. ## As I awakened to the shower running I realized it wasn't Carol, she was right next to me with her hand wrapped around my cock. "Love me?" she asked. "Of course," I replied caressing the nearest breast. "I meant 'love me', stick this beautiful thing in me again," she said as she raised up on her knees and straddled me. "Same answer," I replied as she settled down on my erection. "Mmm, you feel good this morning sweetheart," I continued as she began to move her hips gently yet pleasurably. We finally came together after about five minutes. As she bent to lie on top of me I took my hands off her breasts and wrapped them around her the middle of her back. I softened and fell out of her very wet pussy about three minutes later. As I did so she said, "I have to pee, come with me." She walked into the bathroom, sat and relieved herself. She put her hands on my hips and pulled me to her asking "You too?" As I moved closer to her she scooted back on the long oval toilet seat, spread her legs, and said, "Let's see how good your aim is." "You want me to pee between your legs?" I asked. "Yeah, I wanna watch and ... ." "And what?" I asked. I was doing a good job of getting between her legs into the bowl when she took me in her hand and said, "Let me try." I was a better aim than she was because she wound up hitting the insides of both thighs and then aimed up between her breasts. "Umm been awhile since I've been peed on," Carol was remarking as Erin was stepping out of the shower. "What do you mean, did he pee on you?" asked Erin reaching around me for a towel. "Yeah, I'll tell you more about it some time. Come on, Scott let's shower," as she stood and ground her wet chest and stomach into my cock and chest while kissing me. I was processing what had just happened as I was soaping a washcloth to bathe her when she said, "It's been a long time. Our wife and I played water sports when we lived together, I'll tell you about it some time, or you can ask her. I got the urge to try a golden shower with you as I got out of bed. Did I offend you?" asked Carol. "Offended, no. Surprised. Pleasantly surprised, yes. I've long had a desire to experience a fetish of that sort." "Well, maybe we, the three of us can explore that sometime," she smiled as she was washing my groin. "Did you say 'our wife'?" I asked. "Ooops, I think I did," grinned Carol. "Forgot the 'y' did you?" "Perhaps not," she replied. I wasn't sure how to reply. Was she teasing me or was she telling me something about her relationship with Veronica? After I shampooed and rinsed her hair we stepped out of the shower and began toweling each other off as a nude Mary Claire came into the bathroom. She squeezed by us into the shower laughing, "You need more showers or bigger showers if you're going to entertain as many ladies as you did last night." I left the bathroom and put on a pair of boxers then leaned against the door jamb to watch Carol dry her hair. What a way to start a day, I thought watching her ass jiggle and her breasts move as she worked on her hair. I wonder what she meant last night and her 'our' just now, Veronica and I'll have to talk about that. Before both she and Mary Claire were finished I left to fix coffee. Carol and Mary Claire had a short conversation before leaving the bathroom. Mary Claire told Carol, "I want to remain with Scott and Veronica as their live-in maid and sex toy." Carol sensed that Mary Claire has a subservient side and after they walked into the bedroom Carol took a card from her purse and gave it to Mary Claire. It was a plain parchment card with only a phone number. Carol said, "Call this lady, she'll help you clarify your desires and how to refine your skills. Address her as 'Mistress' and tell her that I gave you the card." Shortly after eating some toast and drinking a few cups of coffee Carol and Erin left in their office attire. Mary Claire wearing low heeled slides and a long tee shirt stood next to me as I drank my coffee. She put her lips to my ear and said, "Dad, I need you to love me. Right now!" "Right here?" "Yes," she hissed. She swiftly pulled off her shirt, bent over and held onto a kitchen stool. I lowered my pants and boxers and after rubbing the tip of my cock in her drenched slit, I entered her in a series of short probes. After feeling her cheeks against my pubes, I slowly began fucking her. Katrina and Ashley came into the kitchen to say goodbye. They paused to watch for a moment. Then Katrina lightly caressed Mary Claire's ass as she kissed me. Ashley groped Mary Claire's swinging breasts and kissed her lightly on the lips. As they were walking toward the door, Ashley quietly said, "Mary Claire's got a nice ass, don'cha think? Three more weeks sis and we can fuck Dad every morning too." After they closed the door Mary Claire and I mutually came. When I softened and slipped out of her pussy, she turned, put her arms around me and passionately kissed me. "You don't care if I call you Dad, do you?" "No, not at all," I replied. Veronica and I have a lot more to talk about. Now a third young lady calling me 'Dad' and one gorgeous redhead calling Veronica 'our' wife. God, my life is good! I stepped out of my pants and as I turned to go upstairs Mary Claire pulled her tee shirt back on. She followed me into the bedroom and sat on the bed while I changed. "I surely do like to look at you. You're a very handsome man. By the way, I had a good meeting yesterday at Washington University." "Thanks for the compliment and I wondered when you were going to tell me about your visit. Though I guess we didn't really have time yesterday to talk, did we?" I replied. "No. The Dean Emeritus and both the Deans of the Art and Architecture Schools were impressed with my work, enough that they had me take a Mensa exam and I guess I scored well on it. They told me I should have been taking Advance Placement and Honors classes in high school. I got a whole packet of stuff from the admissions office and I need to take either the SAT or the ACT test. All three of the gentlemen said they would write support letters for me. Oh, I also met a nursing student from SLU who's mom teaches at Wash U. I'm worried about the tuition, though," she concluded. "Get accepted, and don't give another thought to the cost. It'll all come together," I smiled. If necessary I'll write a check, I thought. She stood and I kissed her goodbye while enjoying a bare ass cheek in either hand. "I feel your semen running down my legs and I love it," Mary Claire grinned. Twenty minutes after I left for the office Mary Claire fetched the card Carol had given her. Picking up her cell she dialed the number. When a woman answered, nervously Mary Claire said, "Mistress? Carol said I should call to set up an appointment to talk with you." The woman had apparently been altered that Mary Claire might call her. In a matter of minutes Mary Claire had an appointment for Monday morning at 10. She carefully noted what she was to wear that morning. A very short skirt, panties she was to remove before meeting her, thigh high stockings, a tight top but not a blouse and shoes with at least two and a half inch heels. She also noted the convenience store from where she would again call the number at 9:50 to learn the woman's address. With a racing heart Mary Claire put down her cell phone wondering if she had the courage to go through with the meeting. ## Cheryl was standing at Grace's desk and warmly greeted me. "Coffee's in your office and Emerson wants to you to come see him as soon as." "Let me guess, reception told you I was in the building. Very thoughtful of you Cheryl. Are we still on for lunch?" I asked. "Yes," she smiled. I poured a cup from the carafe and headed down to Emerson's office. He motioned me to his couch as he was ending a phone call. He walked around to a guest chair and sat. "Your future wife has given me more happiness than I ever imagined I'd enjoy." "You slept with her last night? I thought she was in San Francisco?" I replied with a straight face. "No, no , you smart ass. She recommended that Hazel talk to the minister who's marrying you and when we got home from dinner we fucked in the front seat of the car for starters. And after we got to the bedroom she wanted me to move our dresser around so we could watch ourselves in the mirror. I even ate her, now that's never happened until now." "I had a feeling that Hazel had opened up last night. First the dress she wore, second the constant contact you two had with each other, and the kiss she gave me when we were leaving. I'm glad that Veronica was the catalyst. Hazel has always been a beautiful sexy woman to me for as long as I've known her. We, the four of us, need to have dinner and an evening together sometime. Tonight at the club doesn't count, my three girls'll be there," I explained. Any Chance We Could Ch. 33 "So will Kim and Gwen," interjected Emerson. "Really, does Hazel know that?" I asked. "She's inviting them this morning," Emerson smiled. "Can I ask you something?" "You've never held back in the past, why ask now?" I responded. "Well, its personal. Did you sleep with those two women, Carol and Erin, last night?" "Carol yes. She spent the night in my bed. Erin spent the night with Mary Claire, Ashley and Katrina. I've slept with Erin, just not last night. In fact I fucked Carol again before our shower this morning and Mary Claire at her request in the kitchen before I came here and I assume you're using 'sleep' for 'fuck'?" I laughed. A somewhat sheepish Emerson replied, "Ah, yes, sorry I was trying to be circumspect. My real question is how do you manage to keep that 'harem' I see every time I'm at your house, satisfied?" "You mean physically or psychologically. Physically, I take a daily Cialis. Psychologically, I love them all. I really really love women and treat everyone of them with the utmost respect and reverence. When I make love to them it's all about them. When I compliment them it's about them, when I touch them it's about them. My reward is to be accepted by them. If we have a disagreement, we don't part until it's been resolved. There's no jealousy in my household. Evidently all the women are bi-sexual and have no problem sharing their women with me, nor would I with them or making love to each other if I'm with someone." "Wait, Veronica and your daughter too?" interrupted an astonished Emerson. "Veronica, Katrina, Ashley, Mary Claire, Cindy, Carol, Erin. Yes." I replied. Mary Claire's mother and Kim too I thought to myself. "Hmmm, that's almost too much information. One last question, you don't have to answer but it's a comment that Veronica made that evening I had dinner at your house. Have you made love to Katrina?" "Without penetration yes, same for Ashley. I suspect that full intercourse is in our future though." "God, that's arousing." Emerson shook his head. "So ... you've thought about Kim, then?" I asked. "Kind of," back to another sheepish look. "Have you asked her.? Have you given her any hints that you'd like too? Has she given you any indication? Have you talked to Hazel about it?" I asked. "No, dammit I haven't." he responded. "Even with her new playful spirit there's no way I could even tell Hazel such a fantasy. I'd be sleeping on the couch for a month or more. I also doubt that Kim has ever had such an idea pop into her head." "Tonight make sure you dance with her, you'll know if she's thought about it," I suggested. I knew damn well she had and the night she'd spent in our bed was wonderful. Cheryl interrupted on the intercom reminding Emerson that he had a appointment waiting for him downstairs. "If we don't talk before tonight, congratulations on being a 'newlywed '. Certainly clears out a lot of brain fog doesn't it?" I smiled as I stood and patted him on the shoulder on my way back to my office. "Veronica's on your private line," smiled Cheryl as I walked into my office. "Thanks," I replied. I looked at my desk clock and noticed it was ten-thirty which would make it eight-thirty for the love of my life. "Hi, lover, how was your night with three new women?" I asked. "Satisfying, exhausting, erotic, wonderful. But I missed your cock. I've offered to drop Felicity and Edith in Jeff City since their departing flight is running about eight hours later than ours. We're going to try to leave a bit earlier so I'll be in your arms about fourish. I'll call you as we leave Jeff. And your date last night?" "Carol's a fantastic lover, but she said a couple of things last night and this morning that I need to talk to you about." I said. "Like how much she loves you. How she wants to be a part of our marriage, how she wants to be my wife. That sort of thing," laughed Veronica. "Why are you laughing, she's dead serious," I replied to her laughter. "I know she is, handsome. Don't you think you could handle having two wives? It's been a running conversation between the two of us since she met you. Are you sure you aren't seeing her without me knowing about it?" still laughing. "No, you know who I see." I defensively replied. "We'll talk about it when I get home. You do love her though don't you?" she chided me. "You know I do, but I don't know how to respond to her when she says something like that to me. Especially if you're not with me," I explained. "It's alright handsome, Carol 's just being Carol. We can discuss a solution I've been thinking about this evening, or tomorrow or the next time the three of us are together, okay?" she softly replied. "I'm having lunch shortly with Cheryl Babcock. She's the woman who answered the phone. Her husband is being an unfaithful ass. Her daughter and Katrina have known each other since pre-school. Do you mind if I invite her and her daughter, Beth, over tomorrow afternoon to visit and for dinner? It's supposed to continue to be unseasonably warm." I asked "I don't mind a bit, I look forward to meeting more of your past. I'd best run and get in the shower, I smell like pussy juice. Not that I mind, ... but. I love you and I'm glad that we'll be back together this evening . Bye, handsome." She said with a lilt in her voice. "I love you too," I told her as I hung up. So she knows all about Carol apparently being in love with both of us. What could be a better dream than to be married to a blonde and a redhead at the same time? I asked myself. But seriously, that would never happen. Beside there's another woman with whom I could readily fall in love with if I don't watch myself. I moved some papers around on my desk, signed several letters and documents and solved a few problems. About fifteen minutes before noon I went to Grace's desk and asked Cheryl if she was ready to leave. As we left the building it was warm and breezy. Cheryl was wearing a print wrap skirt and a light tan blouse with camel colored high heels and tan hose. As we walked the breeze would occasionally blow her skirt apart a bit. I suggested that we get some subs and eat in the nearby park. We chatted on the way to the sub shop and took our sandwiches, drinks and salads to a picnic table. Cheryl sat on the bench and I straddled it facing her. We talked about her marital problems and how Beth was doing at college. I asked if she and Beth would like to come to our house tomorrow, to visit and meet the rest of my family and importantly Veronica. Just as she was saying 'yes' an errant gust of wind blew under the table and blew the top front of her skirt all the way open. "Goodness, I hope you got a good look," she remarked as she pulled it back over. "Cheryl, I've always admired your legs, have since I first met you at a pre-school picnic." I smiled. I was telling her about the pending sale and assured her that her job was probably 98% safe. We were talking about her staffing when another breeze lifted her skirt again. Since we were in a setting with bushes on two sides, she asked with a demure look, "If you like, I'll leave it where it is unless someone comes.". She then turned toward me and put the side of one bent leg on the bench and left the other foot on the ground . "I'm glad you like to look, it's been a long time since anyone's been interested," she sighed. "I do like garter stockings. Seems like all the women in my house do too. You do know I can see your panties?" I asked with a big grin. "I hope so and I'm glad you're looking. This is fun," Cheryl giggled. "But do look at my eyes from time to time to keep up appearances." We chatted for another thirty minutes or so talking about Katrina and Beth and briefly about Marty. I told her that since meeting Veronica that Katrina lived full time with us and that Marty had just suffered a breakup with a man she was engaged to. Cheryl told me that she saw Marty occasionally around town as she was shopping, but never socially. "We need to get back. It's been enjoyable talking to you Scott and I'm looking forward to tomorrow," she said as she pulled both sides of her skirt together and lifted her other leg over the bench to stand. "Do you always do that so slowly,?" I asked smiling. "Only if I know someone's enjoying it," she grinned. She put her hand though my arm after we disposed of our trash and walked back to the office. There were four messages in reception that Cheryl picked up as we went up to my office together. Cheryl looked through the messages, gave one to me and said, "I'll take care of these." I walked into Emerson's office in response to his message. "We're back on track, 85/15 split, we'll pay the bonuses pre-closing , 265 mil buy out, close on the 31st, funds transferred on Tuesday if we get them a signed contract this afternoon." "Let's do it. I have checking account numbers for Katrina and myself, I'll get Marty's and I assume you'll handle Kim's. Do you want me to call Isador's widow, Clairise, is it? "I have some of the information too but I'll have Cheryl verify what we have and get what's missing," Emerson smiled. "I guess we'll want to open new brokerage accounts, why not Edward Jones? There's a noffice just down the street. I'll send Cheryl down to get applications and transfer forms and we can have the shares wired there on Wednesday morning. For almost 40 mil in new business, hell, I'll have Cheryl call and have the broker bring the forms to us." "Do you know off the top of your head who owns what," Emerson asked. "Well starting with the initial 50.5% for you and 49.5% for me, less the 5.5% we each gave Isador for his 10 million in 1993. I've given 6% to Katrina, and Marty still holds 3.25%. I assume you've given 6% each to Kim and Hazel?" "Yeah, that sounds right," he replied opening an Excel sheet on his computer. "So, starting with 265 mil times 85% that's 225 mil in cash and 40 mil in stock. The kids and Hazel will get 13 mil in cash and 2 mil in their brokerage accounts. Marty will get 7 mil. You'll get 92 mil total and I'll get 87 mil. Not bad for 20 plus years of work, eh, partner?" "Not bad at all, cheers to us and the staff we've built. I'm looking forward to becoming a full-time husband and father to my brood," I said. "You mean your rapidly growing harem, don't you? Every time I come to your house there's somebody new, ... beautiful and new, you're fucking," grinned Emerson. "Aww, I told you this morning there aren't that many. My daughters, plus Mary Claire who seems to be there most of the time and Cindy who works double shifts and has an apartment, that's only four," I smiled. "What about the woman and the young lady we had dinner with last night?" asked Emerson "Carol is Veronica's oldest friend and Erin is her niece, they don't live with us," although I sense Carol would like to, "so don't count them. Or Kim either, I thought. "Well, that's not as many as I thought, but you seem to have an active sex life, if you don't mind me saying," he replied. "And it's still a harem." "I owe it all to Veronica, she loves young pussy, actually any pussy, and she shares with me," I said matter-of-factly. "Wow, she lets you fuck whomever you want?" asked Emerson wide-eyed. "Pretty much, as long as she participates or approves," I replied. "I assume that Hazel isn't so free with you." "She did mention during the heat of passion last night that she wouldn't mind you and Veronica watching us make love. I suspect it was more a fantasy and bedroom talk than her expressing what she would like to do for real. Maybe someday in the future it could happen and maybe some day she wouldn't mind watching me fuck someone else. As I mentioned a few months ago when we were at the convention in Indianapolis I would really love to see someone else fuck her," he said. "Whoa, if any of that happened it would be a sea-change would it not? It sounds like there's already been a big change," I observed. "Apparently between Veronica and this Reverend Evie, her sexuality has been awakened and she's inclined to be a bit less stuffy." "More than a bit, I'd say. Hopefully it'll continue. Maybe the statement about being watched is something she'd really like to do." "Maybe someday when your 'brood' is enjoying themselves we could 'drop by' and she could see what sexually freedom is," remarked Emerson. "Keep your cell nearby and I'll let you know, and you could 'accidentally' arrive for a show" I winked. "Back to the sale, want to have the shareholder's meeting at the club on the 31st?" "Sure." Emerson replied. "I'll get Cheryl working on it. Will we see all of you tonight?" I asked walking out the door. "Hazel 's told me she called Kim ... and Gwen, and they've said they'll be there," he broadly smiled. As I stood to leave his office Emerson mentioned that we should immediately sell the short positions we'd taken on various stocks. Across the five different firms we'd already made a nice profit and while we expected it to increase, with the sale of the firm it would be best for us to sell all our leveraged positions. As I thought about it walking towards Cheryl I knew that each of us was taking a high seven figure profit, and that wasn't hard to swallow. "Cheryl, come in please, bring a notepad, I'll need you to set up a meeting," I said as I approached her desk. I sat in a guest chair and she sat in the other one facing me. She very slowly and with a great deal of exaggeration crossed one leg over the other, held the pad in her lap and said "Shoot." "You really do have nice, ... very nice legs Cheryl, but as much as I enjoy looking I need you to do several things . First, book a private dining room at the Meadowlake club for Wednesday at ten and tell them we'll be serving open menu lunch at about 11:30 We'll need seating at a horseshoe table arrangement for 16. Second, look for Marty's checking account number in the contacts book in Grace's drawer. It should still be in there from when I used to wire her money. Then call Clairise Hoffman and get the same thing. If Clairise needs a ride Wednesday can you pick her up? You're more than welcome to stay for the meeting and lunch. Tell them Clairise that an Edward Jones broker, get a name, will be coming around on Monday to get information to open a brokerage account. Then call Marty and tell her the same thing. You can tell them that the company has been sold and will close Wednesday morning. Then, call the Edward Jones office down the street and tell them that we'll need them to open seven brokerage accounts worth about 40 million total. I'm sure that someone will want to come up here as soon as the market closes today to get the list of names and addresses. Oh, and confirm my club reservation for this evening. Do you always cross your legs that often?" "Only when I know it'll be enjoyed," winked Cheryl. "Too bad there isn't a breeze in here," I replied. "There is," she said as she flipped both sides of the skirt open and spread her legs. Since she was sitting with her back to the door she didn't seem to be in any hurry to put her knees together and cover her legs. "Thanks for that Cheryl, much enjoyed and appreciated," I smiled as I stood. She also stood and the skirt fell back into place and I watched her nice ass move as she walked out of the office. I hope she and Veronica hit it off tomorrow, for a bunch of reasons, I sighed. My cell rang as I was contemplating Cheryl's backside, it was Veronica. "Hi handsome, we're about to take off from Jefferson City so we'll be there real soon. We had a nice tailwind so we're running early." "Yes you are, I'll leave right now, pick up the girls and have my arms around you as soon as you get off the plane, I love you." As I hurried out the door I asked Cheryl to call my house and tell my daughters that I was on my way. I told her to call me if they weren't there so I could go directly to Spirit. Shortly after getting in my car, I'd thought to bring Veronica's today, my cell rang, it was Cheryl, "No one's at home, I called Katrina's cell and she, Ashley and Mary Claire are shopping because they didn't expect Veronica until five or later. She said they'd meet both of you at home and not to stop for them." "Thanks for doing that Cheryl," I said ending the call. I parked at the terminal. Just as I got to the desk to ask about their arrival, I saw a Citation taxi up and stop. The airdoor lowered as the ground crew chocked the wheels and rolled out a red carpet. Veronica was the first off, with Grace right behind her. As they walked in Veronica flew into my arms and we passionately kissed. As she dropped her arms, Grace embraced me next and we lightly kissed. "Where are the girls?" Veronica asked. "You're a whole lot earlier than we thought you'd be, they're shopping and'll see you at home. You look beautiful and I've missed you terribly, and it was only two days. Are those your bags they're bringing?" I asked. The dolly held two suitcases, two soft-sided bags, two long hanging bags, and more than a dozen smaller hanging bags, boxes and shopping bags. "Yeah, we did a 'little' shopping. The pilot started kidding us that we were going to be overweight with two additional passengers and all the shopping bags. It didn't all fit in the luggage compartment, so some of it rode with us in the empty seats. I know you'll like everything I bought," she excitedly said. The woman at the desk asked where I parked and then directed one of the linemen to push the dolly around the terminal and into the lot. We met him in front and directed him to the car. After loading everything it was lucky that the girls hadn't come, we'd have probably needed to tie one to the top to make it home in one trip. "The sale is going through, we'll close and have a stockholders meeting on the 31st," I told them as I was loading bags. "When did you find out," asked Veronica. "At about two o'clock," I replied. They chatted about the trip as Veronica wedged herself against me wrapping one arm across my chest. God, it felt good and so natural to have her against me. "Missed me, huh," she asked as she dropped her hand to my rampant erection and gently squeezed. "Yeah, what a surprise," I replied with a grin as she returned her arm to my chest. "Can we make love as soon as we get home?" she purred. "Oh, I thought you might want to wait until tonight after we got home from the club," I grinned. "Yeah, I'll bet you thought that," as she leaned away from me and lightly punched my arm. "Getting you between her legs is all she's talked about since we got up this morning," laughed Grace. "Yeah, well you and Edith certainly seemed to be hitting it off on the way home, I'm surprised you heard anything I said since you joined us this morning," Veronica retorted. "Scott, despite Felicity's attentions, she did only talk about you. Disgusting," laughed Grace. The back and forth between the two continued and I got to hear a little about the 'sting' that my fiancée and Felicity had put together with the promise of the hallway video on a DVD coming next week. All three of the girl's cars were parked in the driveway as I pulled up to the front door. "Will you come in for a drink Grace?" asked Veronica. "Thanks, but I'm exhausted. I need to get home and get to bed early if I'm to be of much use to those kids tomorrow. We're supposed to start at eight o'clock and it's a half hour drive to get to the high school," sighed Grace. The girls came rushing out to welcome them home and with Veronica's direction got the bags and luggage sorted out and got Grace's stuff into her car and the rest into our foyer. Any Chance We Could Ch. 33 "Thanks for going with Veronica," I told Grace. "Sorry things didn't work out as planned." "Oh, Plan B, was terrific, and you're welcome," responded Grace as we kissed a little more deeply than we had at the terminal. Veronica and Grace embraced before Grace turned her car around and left. "I've got something for each of you, but first Scott and I have something to do," said Veronica. "You're gonna make love aren't you," smiled Ashley. "Yep," I said. "Now everyone grab something and bring it upstairs." "Leave the long bag here, please," instructed Veronica. "Can one of you press the skirt of the dress, I think it's a bit wrinkled and I want to wear it tonight." "I'll do it," immediately said Mary Claire, "as soon as I come back down." "Thanks sweetheart. You're coming tonight aren't you?" asked Veronica as we began to move toward the stairs. "Come on handsome, I want you to get in my pants." "Yes. Ashley and Katrina took me shopping to get something 'suitable' and I think we did," responded Mary Claire. The minute we got into the bedroom, Veronica unbuttoned her blouse and unzipped her skirt. As she was unfastening her bra I discarded my shirt and pants. As Katrina and Ashley were leaving the room Katrina pushed the button to turn on the cameras. We met in an embrace and Veronica began pushing my briefs down and I her v-string. We broke to take a deep breath, Veronica in three inch heels, stockings and garter belt and me still in socks. I pushed them down and pulled them off as my dearest aggressively pulled the comforter and sheets to the foot of the bed. We embraced again and fell across the bed. "I'm on top, handsome, fuck me, fill me up." I rolled onto my back in the middle of the bed and extended my arms to her, she knee-walked to me straddled my hips impaling her very wet vagina on me. "Ohh, God, that feels so good," she moaned as she began raising and lowering herself a bit more each time. "Two nights. Two nights without you in me, God, I missed you handsome," "And I you," I breathed deeply meeting her with hip thrusts trying to get deeper each time. I reached up and began to pinch a nipple while I put my thumb on her engorged clit. "Oh, yes, oh, yes, just like that," as she began to shudder. "Jesus, a cock beats a finger any day, especially yours." I could feel the tip of my cock touching her cervix and she began gasping and coming. She bent down brushing her nipples across my chest kissing me as I continued to stroke inside her. I soon came, and as she felt my semen, she came again. Her vaginal wall gripping and caressing me as she did. After recovering for a few minutes our nude daughters appeared bedside, Katrina knelt at the foot of the bed as Ashley crawled to me from the other side, Veronica rolled onto her back next to me as Katrina pushed her legs apart and began licking our combined juices from her pussy. "My, you do that so well, darling," purred Veronica. "Had good teachers," said Katrina between licks. Ashley wrapped her hand around my cock, kissed me and then moved her head southward to begin taking me deeply into her mouth. As she was doing that I patted her ass. She crawled around and straddled my face, lowering her wet and aromatic pussy onto my waiting mouth. After a few minutes Veronica and Ashley came almost simultaneously. As Ashley climbed off me, I heard Mary Claire clearing her throat and I saw her standing in the doorway with several bottles of water. "Join us," said Veronica extending her arms. Putting the water on a nightstand Mary Claire took off her tank top, bra, skirt and g-string. With her heels still on crawled toward Veronica. Veronica wrapped an arm around Mary Claire who immediately went for one of Veronica's nipples. Veronica then extended her other arm put her hand between Mary Claire's legs and entered her pussy with two fingers. As she caressed her g-spot Mary Claire came, gasping with Veronica's nipple in her mouth. Katrina crawled up next to me, lay on her side and deeply kissed me. I reached down to her pussy and entered her with one, then four slow strokes later added a second finger. After curling my fingers to find her g-spot her vagina tightly grasped my fingers. She came after I rubbed her g-spot for a few minutes while our tongues dueled. God I love making love to my daughter. I glanced over at the clock and saw that it was five already and with five of us to bathe and a whole evening ahead of us, I sat up. "Shower with me Veronica." Veronica was first in the bathroom and as I walked in she was seated on the toilet. "I'll be done in a minute, do you have to go?" "I do," I said, "but I can wait." As she turned on the water and I was peeing, I mentioned, "A peculiar thing happened this morning with Carol." "Something she said?" asked Veronica stepping into the shower and lathering up a washcloth. "And did," I replied. "She was on the toilet just as you were but when I came in she scooted back and spread her legs a bit more and pulled me toward her and told me to pee between her legs. I was doing a good job when she took my cock and she changed where it was aimed. I wound up peeing on her thighs, her stomach and her breasts. She remarked that it had been a long time since she'd been peed on and mentioned that you and she had indulged in water sports sometime in the past. What was that about?" "Let me gather my thoughts and I'll tell you. ... Carol has always been pretty much a free spirit and I often wonder why we love each other so much. Before I met you I was considered reserved and rather conservative in my outlook. Obviously I've changed and I wouldn't go back for the world," continued Veronica as she was thoroughly washing my balls and cock. "You do know what water sports is?" "It has to do with pee, doesn't it?" I replied. "Yes and someday I'll give you details but right now, how about putting that squeaky clean cock back in me," she panted as she turned around, bent over and put her hands on the wall. I entered her in three or four gentle strokes and she moaned "Harder, handsome, pound into me!" She came in about two minutes, pulled off me and wrapped her arms around me and began kissing me. "I love you Scott, with all my heart and soul. We have something beautiful and I've never been happier. I've never missed someone as much as I missed you for the last two days." I returned her affection and said, "You are my life now Veronica, I love you more than I'll ever be able to express to you." As she broke our kiss and embrace I told her to turn around and let me wash her hair. If you've never shampooed your lover's hair in a shared shower you've missed something quite erotic. Unfortunately before we finished the water began cooling. I made another mental note to ensure that our hot water tankage was substantially increased. As we were toweling off a nude Mary Claire came in and began to shower. She squealed that the water was cool. She quickly finished and got out. For the second time today I watched a beautiful nude woman brush and dry her hair. "Handsome, I did something last night that I've never done before because I thought I wouldn't like it," she said looking at me in the mirror. "And what could that have been?" I asked. "Felicity seems to have an anal fixation and I mentioned to her that my ass was virgin. Later in our love making she used a lot of lube and entered my asshole with her middle finger. Despite some initial reservations I relaxed and it felt good. Very good. Would you play with my ass tonight, just a finger for now. I know you've wanted to and I've heard Ashley moan when you finger hers. Will you?" she smiled. "Of course, I'm glad you asked tonight? I'd love to," I smiled in reply. I noticed that Veronica's pressed dress was hanging on the door to our closet. By 6:15 my women were all in stockings, v-strings and heels. Veronica was wearing her lavender lace top garter stockings with a matching garter belt. Katrina was asking Veronica for a pair of dark taupe seamed stockings, Mary Claire was in black lace topped and seamed garter stockings attached to a black garter belt and wearing black patent pumps with three inch heels. Ashley was wearing a light taupe pair of seamed garter stockings with a green garter belt and the pair of strappy green four inch heeled sandals that were Katrina's. Katrina had left with the stockings in hand and returned in a few minutes with them on and wearing a pair of red patent peep toe heels with black four inch heels. "I have a thought," I said. "Why don't all of you involved in our wedding ceremony wear seamed stockings. I can almost guarantee it'll get a rise out of those attending." "Is sex on your mind most of the time?" asked Katrina. "Of course," I replied pulling her to me and deeply kissing her while caressing her ass with one hand and gently squeezing a breast with the other. I was pulling up my tux trousers and Veronica was finishing her hair and makeup when the doorbell rang. "Expecting anyone?" I asked anyone in range of my voice. Getting no response I shrugged my shirt on and headed down to the front door. I opened the door to a stunning brunette who was easily as tall as I. She was in a white tux shirt and bow tie, a very short black skirt with satin stripes down each side. She had on opaque black stockings and black patent pumps. She looked me up and down as I was doing the same to her and as my eyes made the second transit of her shapely bosom I saw a gold colored name tag that said 'Lauren F., Best Limousines'. "Am I early and are you Scott Appleton?" "No I guess you're right on time and yes I'm Scott, but I didn't order a limo," I replied. She looked at a card in her hand and said "This was ordered by Cheryl at Midwest Capital. I'm to take you to your country club, then wait and then take you wherever you and your party wish to go tonight. Are there five of you?" "Yes, my wife and three of my daughters. We should be ready to go in the next half hour, would you like to wait inside?" I smiled taking another look at her long, long legs. "No thank you, I have to wait at the car," she replied. Then laughing, "You may want to zip up when you tuck your shirt in, but not on my account." She turned and swung her nicely rounded ass as she returned to the car. She certainly had shapely muscular calves and thighs attached to the ass, I though as I watched her. I went back to our bedroom and Veronica asked who was at the door. "Lauren," I replied. "Who?" she asked. "Lauren, our driver for tonight. Apparently Cheryl or Emerson through Cheryl got us a limo to take us to the club, wait, and bring us back home." "Is she pretty, this Lauren?" "Yes she is. She's quite tall, as tall as me in her heels, nice shape, an attention getting ass, pretty light brown hair, and a nice smile," I elaborated. "What color are her eyes," asked Veronica with a raised eyebrow. "Ahh, she fills out her tux shirt and they are a very light, bright blue," I smiled. "Thought you got me, huh?" "Did you unzip while you were talking to her? Or did you forget to zip?" Veronica laughed. "I forgot, and she recommended that I do that when I tuck my shirt in," I wryly said. Mary Clair came into our bedroom dressed in a royal blue creation that stopped mid-thigh, nicely fitted to her ass and with ample cleavage showing above the deeply scooped neckline. She was on her cell and ended the conversation with "Yes, thank you, I'll see you next Thursday, and thank you for thinking of me." "That was Gloria Graham, the SLU nursing student I met yesterday. She and her sister have tickets for a concert next week and her sister is now not able to go. Soo, ... she asked me. I'm looking forward to it. She seems like a person I'd like to know better. Like my dress?" Twirling as she closed her phone. Veronica asked, "Will your tits fall out of that? It's quite becoming, the color is good for you. I have some shoes that might match that color, if they fit, you're welcome to wear them." "I have on a half bra and it's quite possible, if Emerson's there tonight I'll have to bend over a few times and see what happens," she giggled."Need help with your dress, Mom?" Veronica replied, "Thanks, you're an angel to press it for me." As Veronica put it on Mary Claire zipped the miniscule zipper and fastened the clasp in the front which took her a few tries because she was openly caressing Veronica's breasts. "Think you might have time for me in here tonight," she asked. "Of course and will you look for my shoes in one of those suitcases over there, I'll get the blue shoes for you." Both pair were located and the sling back royal blue four inch heel pumps fit Mary Claire perfectly. Katrina and Ashley walked in hand in hand. Ashley was wearing a short red sheath that seemed to be painted on her ass. It stopped mid-thigh, as short as Mary Claire's. "Gonna see some stocking tops tonight," I smirked. "Well, if you want to see mine, you'll have to raise this skirt, which I don't think you'd hesitate doing," grinned Katrina. The scooped neckline of her black dress revealed most of the tops of her wonderful breasts, but the skirt was just above knee length. As she twirled around the seamed stockings visually led me up under her skirt where good things awaited. Katrina tied my tie and we were ready. Veronica led the way down and when I reached the door I told my daughters that the driver's name was Lauren. Lauren was leaning with her butt against the front fender her long legs crossed at the ankles studying her cell phone and looked to be entering a text message. As we approached she set the phone on the hood of the car and walked toward us. "My God, all these beautiful women belong to the two of you?" she smiled broadly looking each woman up and down. "Yep, they do. It's a tough job, but someone has to take care of them," I grinned. "Lauren, this is my wife Veronica, and our daughters: Mary Claire in blue, Katrina in black, and Ashley in red." After nodding at each and repeating their names as I named them she turned and walked ahead of us, her ass swaying and it had the undivided attention of each of us. She opened the door and seemed to enjoy the leg show as much as I did. As she was preparing to close the door and her eyes swept the seated women, she asked me, "How can I turn around or do I need to back out?" "Pull onto the grass as much as you need too, there's a construction project starting soon and the yard will be replaced when it's done. It's been dry for awhile so mud shouldn't be a problem. I made another mental note to myself to make sure that the drive redesign had adequate space for a limousine to turn around. She walked up the side of the car, retrieved her cell phone from the hood and as she got in the driver's seat she lowered the glass partition turned and said, "When this is closed, talk to me on that phone. You may also raise the privacy panel if you wish. The climate controls are next to the phone and there's chilled chardonnay in the cooler as well as several bottles of red in the wine rack. I believe the chardonnay is your wife's favorite. Again my name is Lauren." As she finished speaking the glass window went up and she turned back to the steering wheel. Veronica and I were in the back seat and the other three were in the side seat. As we were riding Veronica told us about the limo ride in San Francisco and what a sexy person Felicity was. She also mentioned that their driver had been similarly attired for the evening trip to the gala and that she'd invited her to their room afterwards. "After the gala I had a good sexy time with Felicity, Angie our driver, and Joceline the concierge." After she pulled under the portico at the club Lauran came around and opened the door, each of the girls scooted forward and for Ashley and Mary Claire the scooting revealed their stocking tops. Lauren was extending her hand to help them out when she saw the garter clasps and said "Wow, garter stockings. I love 'em! I wear 'em every day under trousers, but the boss won't let me wear 'em with this skirt. Do you wear them often?" As Ashley was standing outside the car and brushing down her skirt she smilingly replied, "Very often. Dad likes them and so do we." Then she turned and over her shoulder asked Lauren, "Are my seams straight?" With a broad smile, Lauren replied, "The part that I can see looks straight." Katrina, ever the aggressor with another woman, said to Lauren as she touched her arm, "Let's get together sometime and check the seams without skirts covering part of them." "I'd love to do that," replied Lauren giving Katrina and me one of her cards. "Call me at this number when you're ready to leave." Then looking back at Katrina, "That number is my personal cell, please feel free to call me." As the five of us began walking into the lobby, Veronica remarked to Katrina, "Good hunting, she'll be welcome at our home. Oh, Hi, Kim. Hi Gwen, nice to see you both again." "And I'd like to see all of you naked again, Gwen would like to watch and maybe she could be enticed to join in," replied Kim sotto voice to Veronica. "Are my parent's here yet," she asked rhetorically and in a normal voice. "I haven't seen them. I need to thank your Father for the limo tonight," I said. I put my arm around Veronica's waist and pulled her close while I said into her ear. "Your hair smells wonderful , you look wonderful. Why don't we go for a ride after we leave here and drink some of the wine that was so thoughtfully provided?" "All of us?" she asked. "Yes, and feel free to invite Kim and Gwen," I smiled. Just as the maitre 'd approached us, Emerson and Hazel arrived. Hazel looked thoroughly fuckable, dressed in a very short dress with a very low neckline, wearing dark patterned hose, three inch strappy heels and a huge smile as she hugged and kissed Veronica. Kim looked at her Mother saying, "I like the new you. You're quite sexy. That's something I never thought I'd say to my own Mother." Hazel hugged and kissed both Kim and Gwen, albeit lightly on the lips, much to the surprise of each. "Mr. Appleton, Ms Bryce, Mr. Jacobson, Mrs. Jacobson, Kim, Gwen, Katrina, Ashley and this attractive young lady is?" Mary Claire stuck out her hand and said "Mary Claire Peters, the long lost daughter," laughing. We were led to our table, the usual banquette in the back. Emerson got in first with Hazel and Veronica between us, then Kim next to Emerson, Ashley, Gwen, Katrina and Mary Claire. A broadly grinning waiter approached us and took drink orders, I noticed that as they were ordering, both Mary Claire and Katrina managed to lean forward. I also noticed that the low necklines didn't go unappreciated by Emerson, nor did Hazel's by either Veronica or me. Outside of a bathing suit I had never seen her with such a revealing dress. After the drinks arrived, I asked Emerson if the limo was his idea. He didn't know anything about it and asked why. I told him that the order said Cheryl. He said she must have taken care of it on her own initiative. I'll have to thank her, I thought. Veronica began to tell us about the gala and particularly the 'sting' on the two couples at her table. As we were laughing she said that if Joceline was able to get copies of the security tapes, she'd show them at our next gathering. As the four of us talked I noticed that both of Emerson's hands were below the table, his right high on Hazel's thigh and following Ashley's gaze as she talked to Kim, I figured his other hand was on Kim's leg. I was only half right as Ashley explained to me later as we were dancing. Emerson's hand had pushed Kim's skirt past her stocking tops and he was touching her bare thigh. Ashley noticed that Kim had raised her butt a bit and scooted the dress higher. Ashley then put her hand on Kim's other thigh and got close enough to her pussy to feel the warmth radiating from it. How Kim managed her dead-pan expression, I'll never know. Any Chance We Could Ch. 33 I was curious if Hazel knew what her husband was doing with their daughter. If she did know then she'd changed more that I thought and I wondered where it would lead. Gwen had turned toward Katrina and put her arm on the seat behind Katrina and Mary Claire had turned similarly. As the various conversations ensued, two waiters appeared in front of the table and began taking orders from each end. Neither one was writing anything down, just asking and clarifying what each was ordering. After finishing another outstanding meal, the three of us got out so Emerson could make the music arrangements. I noticed that he took several hundreds from his money clip as he approached the band leader. As he was taking to her, I got back in, sliding around to be next to Kim, Hazel was on my other side, then Veronica beside her. When Emerson returned he sat next to Veronica. I looked down at Kim's lap and her skirt was still up and Ashley's hand seemed to be pushed against her pussy. "May I?" I whispered quietly into her ear. Taking her silence and grin as approval and put my hand on her bare thigh with my fingers across from Ashley's. She spread her legs slightly and now both Ashley and I were against her pussy. After a few moments and as the musicians were warming up, Katrina invited all the young ladies to take a tour of the ladies lounge. As they got up and slid out, Hazel nudged me and said, "Like the way she felt?" "Yes, I did," I replied simply. Evidently if she knew what I was doing with Kim she likely knew about her husband too. This is getting interesting. "I think Emerson liked it too," she replied looking me in the eye. "I guess I'll need to encourage him a bit." Whoa, I thought. Emerson began talking to Veronica but seemed to be distracted by the plunging front of her dress and he finally said quietly, "I think I can see your breast." Veronica replied, moving her shoulders a bit to make it easier for him to look. "Is it perky, smallish areola, darker nipple that looks like you'd like to take it between your lips and suck a bit?" A little taken aback, Emerson quietly stuttered saying, "Y... Y ... Yes." "Than that's what you're seeing," laughed Veronica as she shifted a bit more for more exposure. Hazel smiled at the interchange and put her hand on my thigh and squeezed. Wow, changes were really afoot at the Jacobsen household. After Emerson confirmed what he was seeing he looked up and said, "Let's do something special to celebrate the sale." "What do you have in mind?" asked Veronica. "How about an RV trip. Say a couple of weeks long. We could leave after your honeymoon and get back in time for Christmas. We could head south, tour a bit of Florida then come up the coast to D.C. then head home." "With the girls?" asked Veronica. "No, just the four of us, could be a lot of fun and a great way to relax after beating our heads against the wall for the last twenty years," Emerson smiled. "You two deserve to relax and have some fun," Hazel smiled. Evidently she knew the suggestion was coming. "I think it's an outstanding idea, don't you sweetheart? Educate me on the various RV's on Monday, if you will," I responded. Hazel then said, "Emerson and I took a 10 day trip a couple of years ago and it's really a delightful way to travel. Don't need to plan where to eat, it's right with you. All you need is a spot in an RV park and you're set for the night. We towed a small car so we didn't need to drive the big RV into town. It was fun, too bad I was rather inhibited at the time." Both Veronica and I let that last remark hang and Emerson slid out and extended his hand to Veronica and asked, "Dance." Hazel turned to me, slid her hand up my leg against my erection, briefly stroked it with her nails and said, "Lets." As Emerson and Veronica were dancing she cooed in his ear, "You'd like to touch them wouldn't you? Your dick against my hip says you would." A few steps later she added, "Your hand on my bare back feels good. I'd like for you to caress them, I'll think of how we can make that happen." "Tonight?" Emerson croaked. "Yes," said Veronica taking a nibble of his earlobe. Hazel and I were dancing and her hand was in mine against my chest. Her magnificent breasts felt very firm yet soft. She seemed to move around a bit so the back of my hand was always against her bare cleavage. "Hazel, what's gotten into you, besides your husband?" "Things have changed sexually for the better, thanks to Veronica and Evie, your minister. I'm ready to explore and experience a lot of things. I told Emerson that today when he got home early from the office. He's happy, I'm happy, thank you for your part." "My part?" I asked as the back of my hand pushed a bit more firmly against her breast. Her comment made me look forward to meeting this minister. Veronica was clearly impressed with her, but to have this effect on Hazel really caught my attention. "Turn your hand and put the palm against my tit. You liked Kim's thigh and I'm sure you'll love my boob. Did you just twitch that awesome dick of yours?" she smiled. "Guilty, but enjoying," I replied. "Again, my part?" "Yeah, yours. You found Veronica, you asked her out, you both fell deeply in love and I think the symbiosis between the two of you and your daughters has awakened the sensuality in all four of you." "Oh," I said as the music stopped. Emerson and I traded partners. I noticed Kim was dancing with Ashley, and Gwen with Katrina. Mary Claire was patiently waiting her turn. "Are you going to mind if I let Emerson touch my bare breasts sometime this evening?" she asked. "Of course not, you know I won't. Go for it. Why don't you both kind of go to the restroom at the same time and duck into one of the empty private dining rooms?" I smiled and kissed her ear. "I love you." "And I love you handsome. I wonder if Hazel would return the favor?" she responded. "I'm not sure if she's ready to take that step," I replied. "I'd rather that it be in smaller steps than risk her drawing back because she went beyond what she's prepared to do." "I agree," she nodded toward Hazel who was dancing snugly against her husband. "She's opened up quite a bit, but we need to take our cues from her." We danced two numbers together then Mary Claire who had been watching from nearby pressed herself against me. Hazel and Veronica headed down the hall to the lounge. Hazel and Veronica entered the lounge and as Hazel washed her hands and touched up her lipstick Veronica noticed how Hazel was studying her in the mirror. Veronica moved directly behind her and snaked her hands under Hazel's arms and covered her breasts. As she did that, Hazel said as she turned her head, "Unzip me a bit and get inside the dress." Veronica smiled to herself as she lowered the zipper a few inches and palmed down the front exposing her friend's hard nipples and most of her luscious creamy breasts. "Umm," purred Hazel. "Let's do this more often." They heard the outer door open and before the new arrival got to the sinks and mirrors Hazel had been zipped and tucked back in. Kim and Ashley greeted both women then bestowed light kisses as they left. As they walked up the hallway Hazel said, "I really, really liked your touch and I meant it when I said 'more often'." "Of course," replied Veronica taking and quickly squeezing Hazel's hand. "I've offered to let your husband touch my breasts tonight and I'm willing to encourage him because I'd like him to. Is that going to be a problem?" "Not for me, I hope he doesn't come in his pants. Probably shouldn't. We fucked while we were getting dressed, and had to take another shower." With a smile she continued, "I let him eat me, that's a wonderful feeling, I've yet to blow him but I'm working up to it." "If you want to practice give me a call, I've a house full of women willing to demonstrate and Scott's yet to complain about any of us," grinned Veronica. "Think Scott'd like to touch my bare tits?" "Dear, fucking you has been long time fantasy of his, does that answer your question?" laughed Veronica. "Ohhh my," she smiled. He's been one of mine too." They returned just as a number was ending and Gwen rather shyly approached me and asked me if I'd dance with her. She was wearing a cream color sweater dress that fit her perfectly and ended mid-thigh. She was a bit stand-offish at first but quickly warmed and pressed against me. "Kim says you're a good lover. Would you want to show me sometime ... soon? I've never been with a man so I may disappoint you but I'd like to make love to you." "When we leave here tonight we have a limo and a nicely stocked wine supply. Would you and Kim like to go with us for a ride and drinks?" I asked "All of your women going? What about Kim's parents?" she asked into my ear. "The girls are, her parents aren't. I'd like for you to come with us." Later when I was dancing with Kim she said they'd go, but asked about Gwen's car. I told her that the driver would bring her back here to pick it up. "Was your Dad caressing your bare thigh earlier?" "Yeah, I kinda encouraged it. He put his hand on my leg and I used his hand to push up my skirt. I think at one point the side of his hand was against my pussy. Yours was too but he was closer," she quietly said. "It was exciting." "Did you talk to him about it when you were dancing?' I asked. "Yes and no. I got a strange response that he'd like to watch Gwen and I make love, but not that he'd like to fuck me," she replied with a bit of a frown. "Would you like him to? Last time we talked you seemed inclined," I said. "I think I would, can we talk about it in the limo?" "Of course, sweetheart." Mary Claire, how else to describe Mary Claire, busty, tasty, beautiful, soft, firm, sexy. She pressed against me and said several times how fortunate she was to have met Veronica and me. She snuggled into my neck and kept the back of my hand against her overflowing breasts. I glanced around the floor and noticed that Hazel was drinking a cup of coffee at our table, smiling, and that Emerson and Veronica were missing. "Emerson seemed to like my tits," she said. "Especially when I pressed them into the back of his hand." "Is that supposed to surprise me?" "No. It just felt nice to feel his woody." "Mine isn't good enough," I feigned a pout. "You know damned good and well it is, I liked it from behind this morning didn't I? You certainly didn't mind me fucking you before you went to work, did you? His just felt different. Nice, but different and it makes me feel good to do that to another man." "So ... are you interested in doing him?" "I'll do him only if you approve. I'm yours and Veronica's and will only have sex with those ... with those shall we say, ... you approve of and direct me to enjoy them." I was trying to think of what to say when she whispered, "You could say that you two own my pussy." I almost choked and fortunately the number was just ending. As the next number began Ashley ground into me and kissed me lightly. "Are you having fun, lots of almost bare tits around here tonight." A little earlier Veronica headed down the hall after Emerson and gently pushed open a little a few of the private dining room doors to make sure they were empty. She was standing in front of a partially open one as Emerson was returning from the restroom. Veronica stepped back into the room and whispered 'Emerson' and motioned him into the room. Veronica set her clutch on a nearby chair and switched on a light at the far end of the room. As she was turning back to Emerson she unfastened the clasp that held the front sides together. She pulled the fabric aside baring both breasts to Emerson. She smiled, "By the way your wife gave her blessing for you to "look, touch, caress, lick, suck, enjoy." Emerson groaned and gently grasped both breasts and while kneading them kissed Veronica. After breaking the kiss he lowered his head and kissed each nipple then took the hardened nipple into his mouth and lightly nipped them and sucked on them. As he was doing this Veronica reached for his cock and rubbed it through his trousers. He finally broke contact with her breasts and said, "I'm going to come if we don't stop now." "Were they as nice as you expected?" asked Veronica as she was wiping his saliva off her breasts with a tissue. "You seemed to enjoy them. Perhaps we can do an encore sometime." Veronica said under her eyebrows as she refastened her dress. "You're beautiful, Scott's so fortunate to have you and to be willing to let you have me enjoy a bit of you," he croaked. "You really mean there'll be a next time?" "Count on it and more than just a touch of the boobs if your wife will allow it," as she kissed him and turned off the light, "I'll see you in the dining room." Veronica redid her lipstick in the lounge and headed back to the dining room. Ashley and I were finishing our second dance when a broadly smiling Veronica walked behind me kissed me on the neck and whispered "Mission accomplished." As Ashley backed away from me I turned to her and said, "remind me to tell you what Hazel said to me." Katrina replaced Ashley in my arms and asked me why I was so hard. I told her it was all of them and that her mother had just let Emerson enjoy her bare breasts. "He can enjoy mine whenever he wants," she smiled and snuggled more deeply into my neck. "You want to play with my titties, don't you?" "And your pussy and your ass and your legs, and your mouth. Of course," I quietly said into her ear through her hair. "We're going for a ride and enjoy the limo when we leave here. We'll drink a bit of wine, play a bit, but ... this is a big but. I can't touch you, Ashley or Mary Claire outside of the back seat because Lauren knows you as our daughters. Please tell Ashley and Mary Claire not to be disappointed. Kim and Gwen are coming as well." "How could I, we, be disappointed. We're going home to be in your bed tonight and have body parts wrapped around your wonderful cock and Mom's sweet pussy. Don't be silly. Disappointed, never. You're right about being with Lauren. Maybe someday she'd like to come and play, I'm certainly going to invite her to visit. I'd love to have you watch me seduce her." I drew my head back and looked into her twinkling eyes. My daughter smiled, "What can I say? I like the idea of seducing women. Blame Veronica for stirring the animal in me>" "Am I complaining? You're just surprising me, that's all" I laughed. Veronica and I danced the last two dances and she summarized what happened in the lounge earlier. Then she remarked that the RV trip sounded like the perfect opportunity to fulfill my fantasy of fucking Hazel. "You won't mind?" I asked. "Give me a break, I want to fuck her as much as you do. Emerson too," grinned Veronica pulling back a bit and looking into my eyes. "I know it's strange but watching your cock going in and out of another woman is very erotic and arousing." As we were preparing to leave, Kim approached me and said "Hang back a bit, I'm not comfortable with Dad seeing me leaving with you, not yet at least." "I understand," I smiled back at her looking into her eyes. "Why don't two or three of you take Gwen and spend a few long moments in the lounge. I'll see them off and call you." Veronica and I were waiting in the lobby as were Emerson and Hazel. I put my arm around Hazel's waist and turned her slightly to kiss her. She returned the kiss with an open mouth and as we broke the kiss and hugged she whispered in my ear, "You've got a free pass to my tits and I expect you to use it soon." Then she lightly kissed me again and said goodnight. Veronica was giving Emerson a hot kiss and as they broke she said in a low voice, "Another time, an encore, soon, I hope." As they walked out to their now waiting car I said to my lover, "Well there goes a hot pussy and a rigid dick. I wonder if they'll make it home. They almost didn't last night, they fucked in the front seat in the garage." "Yeah, that's what Hazel said," she replied. I called Kim and told her the coast was clear and then called Lauren to pick us up. As she pulled into the portico she exited the limo , waved the valet off, opened the door and greeted each of us by name except Kim and Gwen to whom she introduced herself. "Where to, Mr Appleton?" "It's Scott, just drive around kind of heading for Forest Park, but don't take I44 or I64, use Clayton Road or some other surface streets, we're in no rush. We'll drink some wine, and ... ." "Ahh, I understand," she broadly smiled. "Raise the privacy shield, if you wish or not, the switch is clearly marked." Gwen was seated between Veronica and I and Kim was on the long side seat with the other three. "So, Kim, tell me about your Dad's hand next to your pussy," said Ashley as I opened a bottle of red and a bottle of Chardonnay. Mary Claire put the open bottles in the shelf cutout after pouring glass for each. "I think I kinda surprised him. He put his hand on top of my skirt, but I picked it up and used it to push my skirt all the way up. I left it on the welt of my hose, he moved it higher. Felt nice, so did yours Scott," she replied with s big smile. "I think Emerson was teased a lot tonight. I caught him looking at my boobs and asked if he wanted to touch them. Who wouldn't, they're perfect," laughed Veronica. Anyway he wound up with a hand on each and licked, sucked and nipped both nipples. Felt pretty good, but I thought he'd come in his pants, especially when I told him I wanted an encore ... soon." "Where'd you do that," asked Mary Claire. "When we went to the restroom at about the same time I pulled him into one of the empty dining rooms. It worked pretty well." "Well, shit, all I had to do was this?" smirked Mary Claire as she pulled down the top of her dress exposing her luscious nipples. "Hey what if the three of us had gotten him into the same situation, pull your tops down Ashley, Katrina, and asked him to choose one for a taste." "That would have been cruel," I replied, "you could at least offer two." Kim pulled her skirt up and said "I should have taken my g-string off and looked for another opportunity." "You want to fuck your father?" asked Ashley in a faux alarmed tone. "Yeah, I think I do. Mom's gonna have to be okay with it.," replied Kim. "Have you talked to her about it?" I asked. "Yeah right, as if she'd be open to me sauntering up and saying 'hey Mom, I want to fuck Dad. When can I do it?'" "Gwen what do think about Kim doing that with her father?" Veronica asked. "I'd be okay with it I know I'm not going to lose her to her father. I didn't lose her to you Scott. And she won't lose me if I fuck either or both of you," said Gwen. "Okay Dad, here's six luscious tits choose four," said Mary Claire. I moved over to them and gently sucked one of Mary Clair's nipples, both of Ashley's and one of Katrina's. As I moved back, Mary Claire said , "Opps, I should have said two pair, not four." "Scott would you like to fuck me right now?' asked Gwen. "Yes, but not in the back of a car, as much as I'd like to and I know all of you'd like to watch. I want us to be in a proper bed. Your first experience with a man should be something you remember for a long time as something beautiful that happened. It shouldn't be a quick fuck in the back seat," I explained. "You deserve more than a back seat." "God, you really are a wonderful man, Scott. Is that 'proper bed' invitation open ended?" "Yes, it is. You haven't been loved until my handsome man loves you," smiled Veronica. "Well, we've fucked before, so how about now?" said Mary Claire, lifting her skirt and pulling off her g-string. Any Chance We Could Ch. 33 Veronica reached over Gwen and undid my belt, unzipped my fly and pushed my boxers and trousers to my ankles. Lying across Gwen's lap she took me in her mouth while Gwen's hands went into the front of her dress. A little later she lifted her head, "He's ready Mary Claire, climb on." Mary Claire came across the car and squatted on my knees, then pulled herself up a bit as Gwen held my cock so she could impale herself. "Ummm, God, that's good, so good." I took a breast in each hand and bent my head to suck the nipples. As I came up for air I noticed that Veronica had unfastened the clasp on her dress and Gwen was feasting on her nipples. Kim moved over beside Katrina and both she and Ashley began pleasing her breasts. After ten minutes of sliding in and out of Mary Claire, she came and then wrapped her arms around my neck, "Oh Dad, I love you so much," she cooed. Ashley released Katrina's tit and asked me, "Did you come?" "No, want me in your mouth?" "You don't have to ask twice. As soon as Mary Claire composes herself I'll be there.," Ashley grinned. As Mary Claire got up off my still hard cock, Kim slid her hand under Katrina's skirt and Katrina jumped a bit as Kim obviously entered her with a finger. Mary Claire moved back to her seat and took a big sip of red wine. Ashley knelt on the carpet in front of me and took me deeply into her mouth. After five minutes of sucking and jacking me I unloaded into her mouth while she looked into my eyes. "Feel better, Dad? No muss, no fuss, no come stains to explain," grinned Ashley. Veronica's hand was under Gwen's skirt who came while still attached to Veronica's nipple. Lauren came over the intercom saying, "We're just entering in Forest Park." Kim disengaged from Katrina's mouth and asked, "What do you want me to tell her?" "Art Museum, the Grand Basin overlook in front," I managed to gasp out. Katrina came a few minutes before we stopped. I pulled up my boxers and pants and refastened my belt. Gwen brushed her skirt back down as did Katrina. All three restored their breasts into their tops, Veronica refastened her clasp and as the limo slowed to a stop, Lauren asked, "Do you want to get out?" "Tell her 'yes' in a few minutes," I said. After we were all somewhat composed and had a drink of wine, I told Kim, "Tell her we're ready." Lauren walked around the limo and opened the door. The five young ladies exited with each teasing Lauren with a stocking top and panty show. Veronica and I got out last. Lauren leaned against the rear fender of the car with her arms on the fender making her chest even more delightful as she watched the girls make their way down the steps to the lower level of the Grand Basin overlook. The air was pleasantly cool, the moon about three quarters full so they were easily seen. "I see your fly is up to old tricks," smirked Lauren." If I find panties in the car when I return it tonight should I mail them to you? Or will they belong to Mary Claire. That was quite a flash I got a moment ago." I sheepishly grinned as I pulled my zipper up and put my arm around Veronica's waist. As I looked at our brood Lauren asked, "Are you associated with Midwest Capital? I called my dad because I thought the name sounded familiar. He reminded me that he was a data analysis manager for them. "What's your last name Lauren?" I asked. "Franklin," she replied. "Sure, Brad Franklin's worked for us for at least fifteen years," I smiled. "I thought Brad's kids were younger." "They are. They're my step brother and sisters. I'm thirty and dad remarried when I was seventeen. I went to college shortly after their divorce and then lived with mom after graduation." "What'd you study in college, driving?" I grinned. "No, I graduated from Truman State with a Master's in accounting and an undergraduate minor in PhysEd. I sat for the CPA exam and passed it the first time but have never worked full time for a CPA firm. I'm licensed like Dad, but never practiced." "So what's a CPA doing driving a limo," asked Veronica. "It's one of many things I do. I work for CPAs at tax time, I've been a personal trainer and I umpire or referee women's softball, basketball, lacrosse and volleyball at both the high school and college levels. I've done some modeling, both fully clothed and not. I have several portfolios on an adult website. If I'm free, I drive just to meet people," she smiled. "Isn't it dangerous at night?" I asked. "It could be, I think my height is intimidating, I keep a licensed PPK in my purse and I have black belts in three martial arts disciplines and can do a mean sprint in these heels. Have you ever seen the EasySpirit shoe commercial. You know the one where the women are playing basketball in three inch heels? I'm in that, in fact most of the legs shots are me. That was a kick to do." "You aren't married?" asked Veronica. "Never have been. Never found the right man ... or woman ... who could relate to me. Also been too busy enjoying life. Haven't wanted to get tied down. I lived with mom for awhile until her husband got too 'touchy-feely' with one of my breasts one afternoon when she wasn't there. Cold-cocked the bastard and broke his wrist in the process. I moved out that evening. Now I live alone and with my cell phone and computer I keep in touch with the world," she smiled. A St. Louis police cruiser was passing , stopped and backed in next to us. The handsome black officer lowered his window and asked, "Are those young ladies on the lower level yours Lauren?" "Hi, Garrett. Yes, they belong to this couple. How's Melody?" she smiled leaning down to talk to the officer . "She's fine, takin' care of the kids, we've got three now," he replied with a bright smile. "I knew about two, when was the third one born?" "June second, Carla Marie," he replied with a big smile. "Is she going to be back to work next spring for tax season?" asked Lauren. "She's wantin' too, but I guess we'll see. I'll tell her I saw you. Give us a call sometime, we need to catch up. When she nodded he added, "Have a good evening folks," then he raised the window and pulled out. "Melody and I were roommates in college and she was on the same track as me, her minor was psychology. After she passed the exam she went to work for a big CPA firm and has been successful. I sometimes work for her firm," she explained. "Goodness, I've rattled on about me," she remarked. "That's how Scott is Lauren, it's about you not him. That's why we all love him so much," smiled Veronica. "Lauren, I, we, are entering a new phase in our lives and I'd like to talk to you more about some of your skills. Can either Veronica or I call you sometime in the next week and get together for lunch or dinner?" I asked. "Sure, I'm always open for new things to try. By the way your daughters are beautiful, hard to believe you have three that're so close in age," she observed. "Well, Ashley, in red, is my daughter and Katrina who's in black is Scott's, Mary Claire, in blue, is a friend of both of them whose parents travel a lot and she's taken to living with us. I think she's adopted us. Kim and her partner Gwen are a couple. Kim is Scott's business partner's daughter." We think of the three as our daughters and when we get married in three weeks Ashley and Katrina will really belong to both of us," Veronica explained. As we were talking the gaggle of beautiful women approached us, laughing and enjoying each other's company. "Where to next?" asked Lauren. "Let's go to the Landing then we can head back to Meadowlake," Veronica said. When we climbed back in I asked Mary Claire to look for her g-string. "Oops and I flashed our driver," she laughed. "It didn't go unnoticed," I smirked. We had just gotten started out of the park when Kim sat next to me and asked, "Please make me come." "I'd love to," I smiled as I put one arm around her and began sliding my other hand up the front of her calf and onward to her nyloned thigh. As I passed the welt of her hose she sharply gasped and said, "Sorry, that tickled a bit." I was nibbling her ear as I put my fingertips under the edge of her g-string. "Oooh, ummm, closer please." I pushed the fabric aside and very lightly traced her lips all the way to her asshole and back up to her clit without touching it. She began to push her hips toward my fingers, but I drew back and teased her a bit more by putting pressure on her asshole with my finger. "In my cunt, in my cunt, now please," she gasped. I entered her with one finger and touched her clit with my thumb. "That's it, two fingers, two." As she demanded I put the second finger in as deeply as possible while still moving them in and out. After a minute or two she began shivering and gasping. "Good, Good, Aah, Good." and she came with an explosive gasp. "Stay in, don't touch my clit, too sensitive, too sensitive." As she calmed I pulled my fingers out. Gwen asked, "May I?" I didn't know what she meant until she took my dripping fingers and carefully sucked and licked her lover's juices from them. We each finished the glasses of wine and I opened another bottle of red and Mary Claire filled the glasses again. We toured the Landing while admiring the nipples of Veronica, Mary Claire, Katrina, Ashley and Kim. Though Gwen didn't want to take her dress off to share hers she was willing to lean her back against me while I caressed them through her dress and thin bra. Her nipples hardened considerable as I touched her. "Next time I go out with you I'll make sure to wear something a bit more suitable for exposing my tits," grinned Gwen. I noticed that Kim and Gwen weren't functioning at a level where I thought they should drive so I had Katrina tell Lauren where they lived and we headed there. Kim was surprised when we pulled up in front of their condo. When she asked about Gwen's car I told her that she and Gwen could pick it up in the morning. I preceded them out of the car, walked them into the building and put them in their unit. They both deeply kissed me and Gwen offered her bed to me. I thanked her and told her, "soon." I made sure the door would lock when I closed it and headed back to our limo. Lauren was standing by the door and while she opened it she said, "That was sweet. It really was about them, wasn't it?" "Yes," I said. "I respect all women, they're all special to me." "That's a wonderful philosophy, I wish more men shared it," as she bent over and closed the door. "Shared what"" asked Veronica. "My philosophy that all women are special," I replied. ## Hazel and Emerson lingered in their living room consuming two glasses of wine. Hazel had pulled up her skirt and sat with her legs across his lap. Emerson was eagerly caressing them as they talked. He told her about the sale and what it financially meant to them as well as Kim. They also talked about what he intended to do and he replied that they should travel, do some community volunteering, and get reacquainted with each other and with Kim as well. Emerson's fingers got closer to Hazel's pussy and she said, "Let's go to bed and fuck. I want you to undress me and kiss each new part you uncover." "Gladly," he panted setting down his empty glass. "She turned at the foot of the bed and said, "Unzip please." As he eased it off her shoulders he lifted up her hair and kissed and lightly licked the back of her neck. As the dress fell past her hips to the floor he put his arms around her and firmly caressed her breasts and exposed nipples. He moved his hands back and unfastened her bra and kissed her neck again. "Veronica played with my nipples a bit this evening, did she tell you?" "No," he replied as her turned her around and took each nipple into his mouth. "Did you like it?" "Ooh, yeah," she shivered at the recollection. He knelt in front of her kissing down her chest and stomach as he did. He pulled her g-string down and held it while she stepped out of it. Then as she slightly spread her legs he accepted the invitation and slowly licked her slit gently parting it with his thumbs. She groaned, and said, "God, why did I wait all these years before letting you do that to me." Then she said, "Stand, my turn." She unbuttoned his shirt, pushed it off his shoulders, and lifted his undershirt over his head. She kissed him as she unfastened his belt and lowered his zipper. He stepped out of his shoes as she broke the kiss saying, "My, my I really taste good don't I? I wonder if Veronica tastes that good, or Kim?" Emerson thought his cock would explode at those comments. She pushed his briefs down his legs, knelt to get them off his feet and with his cock in her hand looked at it then into his eyes and said, "It's really a beautiful friendly weapon. Get in bed with me now." Without releasing him from her grip they climbed on the bed and as he lay on his back she straddled him and with his cock between her pussy and his stomach she leaned down and grazed his chest with her hard nipples and kissed him with a passion that he'd not felt before from her. She then sat back and raised herself enough to guide his cock in her hot pussy. As he fully entered her she began to move her hips in a circular motion he reached up to caress her tits. "Umm, Tell me what Veronica's tits felt like, looked liked. Tell me," gently demanded Hazel. "They're a bit smaller. Umm, Her nipples were as hard as yours are now, God you feel good. Your nipples are straight out, hers point up, perky she said, You're both firm yet soft, hers have more of a teardrop shape than yours. Oh shit, move forward and back. You really need to see them to see the difference. I'd like to see them again next to yours," he gasped. "She said she wanted me to see and touch them again, is that okay." "It's more than okay, God your cock has me filled up, do it as often as she wants, just tell me when you do. Jesus, I'm going to come, oooh right there, right there," she repeated as she started to come. As she bent over Emerson came and pumped her vagina full of his sperm. Hazel sat back up and asked, "Okay if I stay here a minute with you in me?" Emerson began caressing her legs from her knees past the stocking welt then up her stomach to her breasts. "You are a magnificently beautiful woman Hazel. I think Veronica and Scott would agree with me." "I think you're right, Veronica told me that Scott has a fantasy about fucking me, and I'm ashamed to admit it but I like that. I don't think Veronica would turn down a chance to fuck you. Tell me about your hand on Kim's leg tonight." "Well, it was kind of accidental, I put my hand on her leg and she lifted it and pushed her skirt up with it then placed it on the welt of her stocking. I kinda let it drift higher." "She felt good, didn't she. Do you think she'd like to fuck you? Would you like to fuck her? Would you two fuck each other while I watch? Your cock just got harder and twitched so I think I know the answer. Have you two talked about it? Would you like me to talk to her about it? Damn, you twitched again. " Emerson groaned, "I hope you're serious, I would. I'd also like to fuck Veronica or Mary Claire or any of the rest of Scott's harem. I'd like to watch him fuck you. I want you to watch me fuck another woman." "I'll tell you what, you wonderful man. If you and Kim fuck, maybe I'll learn to blow you. I'm not ready to let another man inside me, but I wouldn't mind Scott playing with my tits or eating me. Would you like to see that?" "Oh God, Hazel, you can be a real tease," He groaned thrusting up into her. "I'm not teasing, I mean it, you can watch Scott play with me if I can watch you play with Veronica or any of his women, same rules, you can't fuck. You can fuck Kim to your heart's content, but only with me there when you do." "Ohh, Christ," he gasped as he came again triggering her orgasm. Twenty minutes later Hazel rolled onto her side next to Emerson saying, "I feel your semen leaking out of me, I like that. I'll bet our daughter would like it too. I'll call her tomorrow." Those were the last words he heard as he fell asleep with Hazel's leg across his thigh and her garter clasp against his erection. ## Lauren delivered us to our front door about fifteen minutes after leaving Kim and Gwen. Mary Claire was unsuccessful in finding her g-string so Lauren got a second flash for the evening. I tipped Lauren $200 and thanked her for taking care up us tonight. I also told her, "Expect a call from us sometime this week." "Thank you Scott, it's been an interesting evening, never been flashed or treated to as many up skirt views in one evening.," laughed Lauren. "Want to spend the night with me, I'm afraid of the dark," said Katrina with almost a straight face. "Sorry, I've got to get this car back, but call me," she replied. She turned the limo around on the grass again and was on her way, back to the limo barn. "Hmmm, I wonder how long Cindy's been here," I remarked to Veronica. "It's late, probably awhile," smiled Veronica. Veronica, Mary Claire and I were in our room when Ashley and Katrina came in and closed the door. "She's dead to the world, I tried to awaken her, but she just mumbled . So gosh-a-rooty I guess we'll just 'sleep' in here so she gets a good night's sleep," laughed Ashley. "Be our guests, hang your dresses in my closet. Sleeping attire tonight is nude, no exceptions," I laughed. "Do you know the only thing that makes a naked woman sexier, in my humble opinion?" "Other than fucking you, you mean?" asked Mary Claire. "Well, there's that, but wearing high heels," commented Veronica. "I find that a turn-on as well, so I guess your Dad and I agree there." "What don't we agree on?" I asked with a wrinkled forehead. "I can't think of a thing, but there must be something else, we just haven't come across it yet. Nobody's perfect," she laughed. "Well, right there is something we disagree on, the four of you are perfect, so there," I smirked. I climbed to the center of the bed after grabbing a tube of lube out of a nightstand drawer. "Ooh, gonna put something in my ass tonight Dad?" "Noo, it's for me. Felicity had her finger in my ass last night and handsome going to put his there tonight. I'm sure Mary Claire or your sister can satisfy you," smiled Veronica. "On your knees harlot," I said laughing and lightly smacked her ass as she did so. "Wait" said Mary Claire, "lets give her something to do with her awesome mouth," crawling in front of Veronica and leaning against the headboard with her legs spread on either side of Veronica's head. "Ready, lover?" I asked. Don't be surprised if I try something a little extra." "God, you smell just fucked, Mary Claire, let's see if you taste that way too," said Veronica as she ran her tongue up Mary Claire's slit. I squeezed a large dollop of KY onto two of my fingers and spread it over Veronica's asshole. "Ooh, that's cold," she shivered. I then laved KY on my middle finger and applied pressure to her asshole, finding resistance I told her to relax. When she did I inserted my finger to the first knuckle to an "umm, nice" from her. I pulled it back out and applied another generous portion and inserted my finger to the second knuckle to another "umm." I pulled my finger back and began slowly fucking her ass with it. After three or four insertions I added some more lube and pushed my finger all the way in. "You okay lover?" I asked. "Yeah, it feels nice and full. Pull it out a bit and push it back in slowly. Just like that. God that feels different, nice, different." Ashley was watching me with an expression of 'what's the big deal' when I motioned her to my side. "Help me out here, I'm gonna stick my thumb in and you're gonna guide my cock into her pussy, okay," I said in a low voice. Veronica had obviously gotten comfortable with my finger in her because she'd gone back to lapping Mary Claire's slit. Ashley took the tube and laved my thumb with the KY. I then slowly pulled my finger out to a 'noo, don't stop'. Any Chance We Could Ch. 33 I inserted my thumb slowly and Ashley rubbed the head of my cock in Veronica's very wet slit. I slowly pushed my thumb all the way in and then my cock. Veronica's reaction was immediate, "What are you doing, I feel completely filled. Shit that feels really good." "He's double penetrating you Mom, and it looks awesome," said Ashley. I set up a rhythm in both her asshole and her pussy pulling my thumb back as I pulled my cock back. I could feel my cock with the back of my thumb. "Oh, my God, I'm GONNA COME" as she took her mouth off Mary Claire and raised up on her arms a bit. Her orgasm was like an earthquake, it shook the bed. "Don't pull out, don't, somebody touch my clit. Katrina reached under Veronica and did as asked. Veronica shook again and moaned, "What an experience, can you come in me?" Katrina moved her other hand to my balls and perineum, then felt a finger slide into my asshole. That did it, I began spurting, what was left, into Veronica's womb as she moaned and panted. Five minutes later "Done Dad?", asked Ashley. I shook my head yes and she gently pulled her finger out. After pulling my rapidly softening cock out I sat back on my heels against Ashley. I then gently pulled my thumb out and Veronica rolled onto her side and quietly lay there trying to get her breathing under control. Katrina kissed both Ashley and I then moved up next to Mary Claire and put her head in her lap. I very slowly knee walked to the side of the bed, sat and swung my legs off and Ashley joined my in the bathroom to wash our hands. I took a warm wet washcloth back to the bed and cleaned Veronica's ass cleft and puckered asshole. She sighed, "That feels nice handsome, what a lover you are, what a loving family our children make. I love all of you," she said as she fell asleep with her head resting on a pillow. Mary Claire extricated herself and slid to a prone position pulling Katrina alongside her. Ashley was sitting on the edge of the bed and as I snuggled next to my soul mate, she pulled the sheet and blanket over all of us and spooned me, nuzzling the back of my neck and softy kissing me, she sighed and said, "Awesome, I love you." Mary Claire and Katrina were quickly asleep in the darkened room and I heard Ashley's slow, measured breathing as I feel asleep, thinking I wouldn't trade this for anything. * Dear readers, I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but future chapters may be published sooner in the months ahead. I'll put the submission date on my bio page and they'll usually be published three days after that date. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd still like to especially hear from any female readers. Any thoughts on how to publish character pictures would also be appreciated. Any Chance We Could Ch. 34 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Saturday, October 27 Hazel awakened at 4:30. She took off her heels leaving the hose on and pulled the blanket back over them both. I feel alive she thought and as she tried to get back to sleep she replayed what she felt by letting her sexuality flow more freely as Evie'd encouraged. She recalled various statements from the Reverend and confirmed that Evie was right as tonight and last night were powerful sexual moments. She wondered where it could all go if she really let herself be free to follow her repressed desires and her remaining conflicts. What would be the effect on Emerson, will he still love and respect me if I act like a slut sometimes? I said a lot of things in the heat of passion and know what, I still feel they were my true feelings. I'd really like to enjoy lots of sexual interaction with our long term friend Scott and his houseful of beautiful women. For Emerson to make love to our daughter might be a defining moment in my sexual awakening. I'll call her, no I need to see her face when I talk to her. I'll call her and go over there. I guess I can't call her now, but first thing. I wonder if Emerson would enjoy me in hose like Scott enjoys his women. I think he would from the conversation Thursday night. I'll do it, I'll do it to please him, I'll do anything to please him, I'm sure that's in the Bible. I'm sure that he'd return the attention and care. When she awoke again there was bright sunlight shining in their window and she felt Emerson's hand caressing her nylon clad leg that was across his thighs, she said "I love you, Emerson and I'm going to live to please you and hope you want to please me as well. I'm sure that's in the Bible and you'll return the attention and care. I feel more than a little enmity towards the aunt and minister who mentored me in my youth. They were wicked, dried up, old, vengeful people. I'm so lucky that you chose me to be your wife and I'm going to spend the rest of my life making up to you for the last twenty years of you being denied by me. I want our sexuality raised to whatever heights you desire. Last night I awoke at four thirty and went over what I'd said in my passion. I wondered if it were only the passion and that I said a lot of things that I thought I might regret in the sunlight. But you know what, I don't, so here goes a daylight affirmation. I want you and Kim to have a full sexual relationship if you both desire one. I still want to be there when you do, but I don't have to be. If you have the opportunity to enjoy Veronica's body or any of Scott's women, take it. Again I'd like to be there to enjoy it with you, but I don't have to be. I'd like to hear about it though if I don't happen to be there. I'm not comfortable enough to let you fuck another woman just yet, nor am I ready to be fucked by another man. You may eat another woman and I'll let another man eat me. If a woman wants to blow you, enjoy , again I'd like to be there to learn. I'm willing to let another man pleasure me short of penetration with his cock, if you're willing to let me. If you and Kim do have sex, I'll learn how to blow you. I've never had a cock in my mouth, but I'm willing to give it a go. I love you so much, so very, very much and feel so much happier and content. How do you feel, my love?" "Hazel, I've always been happy, ecstatic in fact, that you allowed me to be your husband, and yes I agree that our sex life has been the pits for a number of years. Perhaps, like Scott, I took out my passion in my work. I've never been unfaithful to you, never. Veronica and her open sexuality really appeals to me. I'm glad that it does to you as well. Let's pee, shower and eat some breakfast and continue this conversation. We have so much to talk about but my bladder will explode if I don't empty it." They showered together, a new event in their relationship and each enjoyed the others ministrations of cleansing and touching. As they dried each other, Hazel asked, "I want to dress for your fetishes and desires, will you tell me what's suitable. If I don't have it, I get it before dinner tonight." "I don't think you realize it Precious, but you have an incredible body. Full rounded breasts, an ass to die for, and incredible legs. High heels make your ass even more delectable and help tone your legs. You have a gorgeous back and your longer hair is becoming. Could I shave your pussy? I'd like to see your slit in all it's splendor. If you don't like it, it'll grow back. Wear stockings whenever you feel they're appropriate, or from the time you get up until the time you go to bed. It doesn't make a lot of difference what kind, pantyhose under shorts would probably work, garter hose or thigh highs under skirts. Let's go eat breakfast nude. Well not completely nude, would you wear a pair of three inch heel pumps?" "You haven't asked much of me darling, yes, whatever excites you," replied a radiant Hazel. Emerson had gotten the coffee started as Hazel was drying her hair and she came into the kitchen, nude in pumps. She twirled around in front of him and asked, "Like?" "Look at me, my dick's straight out and it's not because of something I read in the morning paper. "It's not a dick, it's your cock. It's your love tool. Veronica taught me the difference between cocks and dicks. Kids and insecure men have dick's. Real men like you and Scott have cocks," Hazel walked to him, spread her legs slightly and captured his cock between her thighs and against her labia. "You couldn't do that with a 'dick', but you can with a 'cock'. Ask Veronica or any of the girls, they've all played with Scott's cock." After breakfast and putting the dishes in the dishwasher Hazel sat on Emerson's lap and while he fondled her breasts she called their daughter. "Morning, Kim, it's Mom. ... Did I wake you? ...Just up huh, stay out late last night?... Can I come by, I've something I want to talk to you about? ... No nothing bad, something special. ... Can I put up anything from BreadCo for you on the way over? ... Sure, and two coffees. ... Half an hour? ... See you, love you, Hi to Gwen. ... Bye." They went into the bedroom and Emerson sat on the bed as Hazel dressed in her pearl g-string and a sheer white bra. She pulled on a pair of light tan VS pantyhose explaining to Emerson that she'd change to garter hose when she got back home She pulled on a new short khaki skirt that stopped mid-thigh, a light crimson colored sweater top and put on a pair of two and a half inch red slides. After brushing her hair and applying lipstick she asked Emerson, "How do I look?" His response was "Good enough to eat." Hazel replied with a grin and a shake of her hair, "Then you shall as soon as I get back. Wanna shave me this afternoon?" His cock was almost straight up in the air when Hazel wrapped her hand around it and stroked him a few times, kissing him and saying, "Don't lose that thought, be back by noon I suspect." After picking up the bagels and coffee Hazel mentally rehearsed what she was going to say to Kim, it had to be a bit more subtle than "Wanna fuck your Dad?" Gwen greeted her at the door and with an apprehensive look on her face invited Hazel in and at the same time casting an admiring glance over Hazel's new persona. Last night's dress was revealing, but now Hazel looked subtly but ever so sexy. Hazel lightly kissed Gwen's lips. Gwen involuntarily licked her lips as Hazel handed her a coffee and walked past her to the kitchen where she saw Kim sitting on a stool. "Hi, Mom, what brings you out this morning?" asked Kim a bit warily. "I didn't get a chance to talk much with you last night and I guess you were in the lounge when we left. Did you enjoy your Dad's hand on your thigh? A sexy thigh I might add. I wonder if he enjoyed it more than Scott? Would you like him, Dad, to touch you again? Think he might like to? Would you like to take it further?" asked Hazel. "This doesn't seem like the third degree, but what're you getting at Mom?" asked Kim. "Oh, shit, so much for subtle. Would you like to sleep with your father? If you do, I approve and I know he wants to. There I said it, now the ball's, so to speak, in your court," grinned Hazel. Kim gulped and asked, "How in the world did my sleeping with Dad come up and why do you approve? You fought my living arrangements with Gwen from the very beginning, now it's okay to do Dad? What's with you?" asked Kim with a furrowed brow. "I guess that wasn't too slick either, was it?" asked a concerned Hazel "No, it wasn't. I get the point but why?" continued Kim. "Last week, ... Wednesday, I had a four hour meeting with the minister who's going to marry Scott and Veronica. It was arranged by Veronica and was the culmination of many conversations I've recently had with her, ... Veronica. I've been vexed with anti-sex demons it seems all my life. My bitch aunt, and my worthless minister interpreted the Bible as one where God's gonna getcha. Evie, the minister, sat with me and we looked at the oft quoted Bible verses that they used and they said no such thing. She counseled me to cast them off, and become the kind of woman I wanted to be. A loving wife and mother, sexually as free as Veronica. To please my husband, to please you and gain pleasure in the process. I know you don't want to hear about my sex life, but I now have one. I enjoy sex, I love it, I love Emerson. Last night Veronica let him feel and kiss her tits. Am I concerned? No, I'd love for Scott to return the favor," Hazel stopped for a breath. "How did my sleeping with my father come up?" she said glancing at Gwen recalling last night's conversation. "Did someone tell you?" "Yes, your father did. When I asked him if he enjoyed your bare thigh he said he had and explained that you encouraged him by pushing up your skirt with his hand. So, are you interested? If you are, as I said a few minutes ago, you have my blessing. I'd like to be there if you bed one another, but I don't have to be," smiled Hazel. "Wow, I think I'd like too. Scott kinda brought that out in me when were discussing him sleeping with his daughters. Remember the time I went over with you and they weren't there? As I left I asked if I could call him?" asked Kim smiling. "Well I later had a conversation with Katrina and while Scott and I were on the phone he had his hand in her bra and she blew him. A few days later Gwen and I went to their house for dinner and had amazing sex with Veronica and both girls, really amazing. During that phone call Scott propositioned me and with Gwen's approval I spent the night in their bed. That was the first time I went to the club with you and left in such a hurry. I didn't get home until after noon on Saturday. He was, is an amazing lover, totally focused on the woman he's loving. So, yes, I'd like to fuck Dad, put simply, and I'm glad you don't have any objections," finished Kim taking a breath. Gwen had come up behind Kim and put both her hands on Kim's shoulders. "Scott was the second man I've had sex with, the first one was a kid in high school who came all over my pubes so maybe he doesn't count. Gwen is going to make him her first man. Heard enough about my sex life yet? "asked Kim. "Kim, I do love you and so does your father. We both love Gwen for loving you," said Hazel as she embraced and kissed Kim. "Thanks, mom. I meant it last night when I said you looked sexy. You do right now. You've pretty legs and nice tits, I guess that's where I got mine?" As she leaned back from Hazel she pulled her hands under her mother's armpits and lightly grazed Hazel's breasts. "Oh, nice. Feel free to do that again anytime, both of you," The ice having been broken Hazel was invited to stay awhile. During the conversation Kim asked if the high heels were new, she'd never seen her in high heels growing up. Had rarely seen her in skirts or hose until recently. She again complimented her on her 'new' look. Gwen stood to get a glass of juice and asked Hazel if she wanted one. Hazel accepted the offer and Gwen set full glasses in front of both Kim and Hazel and put hers on the counter before standing behind Hazel. She put both hands on her shoulders and kissed the top of Hazel's head. "Thank you for accepting us," she said. Then she slid her hands down the front of Hazel's sweater and cupping her breasts and lightly squeezed them. They said simultaneously, "Umm, feels nice" and Hazel leaned back against her. Gwen continued for a few minutes before withdrawing her hands and sat down. Kim was beaming by the time Gwen sat. They chatted for another hour before Hazel said she needed to be going, had some shopping to do. As Kim and Hazel kissed, Kim put her hands against her mother's breasts and said "I agree with Gwen, they're nice. I'll bet uncovered they're nicer. And I'd like you to be there when Dad and I make love." "You two work out the details, I'll be topless for you. Gwen too, if you wish." responded Hazel before kissing Gwen. Hazel floated out to her car and Kim and Gwen embraced, deeply and meaningfully kissing as the door closed. ## Mary Claire dressed in one of her new maid uniforms, a rather modest number wearing semi-sheer black leggings that ended in a lace hem above her ankles and three inch black suede pumps greeted Dave at the door. "Halloween costume, just being sexy, or?" he asked. "I'm the new maid, and you are?" she asked under her eyebrows. "Well, I'm 'hard Dave', I was just 'Dave' before you answered the door," he laughed. "Call me when you wear garter stockings with that and I'll come right over," he said "Oh, my, now that's an incentive," she replied. As her eyes looked him up and down, "I'll be sure to let you know." "I'll bet my oldest daughter Joy would like one of those 'uniforms' to wear for her husband and other special occasions. Where'd you get it?" he remarked "Veronica, my mistress bought it for me, ask her," she replied. Dave thought I'll bet Evie'd like to see Corinne in something like that as much as I would. I'll have to mention it to her next Thursday. With revised blueprints under his arm and with a broad grin on his face Dave walked into the dining room and found Alyssa spreading some of her work notes and sample books on the diningroom table. "I hope these don't mar the surface," she remarked gently setting down two of the bulkier sample books. Veronica replied, "Don't worry about it, we're replacing it with an antique dining room set I bought in Carmel." Reaching into her purse she beamed with pride as she started to lay out the pictures, "Here are four pictures." "Wow, what a gorgeous set. The details in the woodwork and the inlay look to be exquisite. The hutch is stunning." Alyssa was clearly impressed. "Do you know its history?" "It was made in New England somewhere between 1830 and 1850. Apparently the set arrived in California from Boston in 1851 to adorn the home of a man who struck it rich in the gold rush. The set was later bought by a railroad tycoon and was handed down from one generation to another. The dealer bought it in an estate sale when the tycoon's great grand-daughter passed away. The moment I saw it, I fell in love with it." "It's beautiful. Can I borrow a picture so I can make adjustments to the décor of the dining room?" Veronica passed her two pictures noting, "They'll be shipping the set after we return from our honeymoon. Now on to other matters, do you have some things to show me?" Alyssa opened a sample book and began to thumb through some pages to one with a post-it note, as she stopped at the section she'd wanted Veronica to see, Dave remarked, "If you want to have it shipped this Monday, I have access to a small warehouse where we can store it. We'll move it here before you return." Veronica nodded her head saying, "How thoughtful, yes I'd like that." Then reaching in her purse produced a sheet of paper and gave it to Dave. "Here's the receipt, I think it has everything you need to know." As Alyssa was explaining the layout and scheme she was suggesting for the kitchen Veronica leaned over next to her with one hand on the back of Alyssa's chair. The detail she wanted to see was small and her face was right next to Alyssa's, so close that her hair was brushing Alyssa's cheek. Veronica asked a question and when Alyssa turned , her nose lightly brushed Veronica's hair and her lips softly grazed Veronica's cheek. Alyssa pulled her face back a bit as she turned her shoulders. As she answered the question their faces were less than a half foot apart and the two women focused their eyes on the other's. After Alyssa finished her answer, neither said a word for what seemed to be a few minutes but was only about ten seconds. The breath of each woman was filled with the scent of arousal which clearly communicated their mutual desire. Veronica noticed the desire but also the hesitation as Alyssa unconsciously wet her lips. Veronica surmised she could be reluctant to take the initiative with a client. Veronica briefly dreamed that if they kissed it would be electric. Veronica sensed that this was not the moment to do anything other than to say and do things to show her level of interest with the hope of their desires being fulfilled another day. Her eyes widened a bit as she smiled and momentarily touched Alyssa's hand to give her assent. As Alyssa turned back to the book, Veronica with her mouth almost touching Alyssa's ear quietly breathed "You are a lovely, sensuous woman. Would you like to play sometime?" "Yes. These cabinets come in three solid woods, Cherry, Maple and Oak, and three different veneers. I'd suggest solid Cherry because it ages so well. There are also wheeled servers to match. Would you like a quote on a configuration? I know it'll give you plenty of storage and counter space. When we last talked you asked for granite counter tops and stainless steel appliances and range hood. Is that still your choice?" "Yes, I need sturdy counter tops that will stand abuse again and again. I have a thing for a handful of hard tools," said Veronica as she glanced at Dave and me as she slowed down on 'a handful' to make it sound like 'a hand full'. Alyssa followed her eyes, broadly smiled and nodded her head in understanding. As Dave and I stood up at the end of the table and began to move out to the deck Alyssa turned to look at Veronica, and said in a low voice," Until recently I've never been with a woman, but not because I wasn't interested." Veronica replied in a low voice, "The girls play as well. Are you interested in them too?" Then in a normal voice for Dave and me to hear as we walked by, "Yes I'd like to see a configuration in Cherry and granite. What's the lead time?" I suspected that like me, Dave had heard every whisper taking place between the two women while we were at the other end of the table. "Cool, most definitely. If I enter the order by Wednesday, it'll be installed before you return from your honeymoon," replied Alyssa. "Let's continue and I'll have Dave prepare a preliminary change order if necessary before you leave today. Would you like to bring the configuration sketch and pricing say at four Tuesday? If you'd like to stay for dinner, you're more than welcome too. I could wear something special for you and after dinner we could enjoy dessert on Bryce Field. You're more than welcome to enjoy the evening and stay the night if you wish. All our beds are very comfortable Katrina happened to be in the kitchen watching and overhearing the normal voice part of the interchange and with a stirring in her loins knew that her Mom had just propositioned Alyssa. With her classes on Tuesday and Thursday at 1:30, she reminded herself to be home by four -thirty on Tuesday. She also made a mental note to tell Ashley so her lover could be home for the fun too. Any Chance We Could Ch. 34 As Alyssa's eyes then focused on the two men on the deck, she grinned, "I must compliment you, Veronica, in your taste in men." "Scott is a handsome man, a wonderful caring and generous man. He's also a great lover," smiled Veronica. "I've noticed how you look at Dave. He is a hunk," Alyssa nodded. "That he is. I wonder what he'd be like between the sheets?" Veronica replied. "He's a fantastic ride," Alyssa grinned. "Ohhh really," laughed Veronica. "So he cheats on his wife." "Who said he cheats. I was with both of them last night." "So when you said you hadn't been with a woman until recently, last night ...?" "It was my first experience," Alyssa finished for Veronica. After a pause and with a wide grin she continued, "All round it was a fantastic experience. You'd like his wife, the two of you seem to be of similar minds." Veronica replied smiling mischievously, "Of like minds you say. Hmmmm that's interesting." "Will Scott be included in dessert?" broadly smiled Alyssa. "Be assured that he will," Veronica replied. Just as Dave and I came back inside Mary Claire appeared out of the hallway on the side of the kitchen in her maid uniform with a few changes from an hour or ago. She was now wearing white garter stockings with the entire welt and garter clasp showing below the hem of her very short skirt and she was perched on a pair of black patent four inch high heel pumps. "Do I get to call you now," she asked Dave while batting her eyelashes. "Oh, yes you do, Mary Claire," said Dave as he paused to drink her in. As we got out of her earshot he said to me, "Don't worry, I don't get involved with the family of an active client. I know she's not legally a member of your family but I think of her as a one just the same. If she calls me after we've closed out this project, I'll take her call. Okay?" "Yes of course, she's a lot of fun." I replied. We covered a few other points and I did a mental note dump to him. I walked out to his truck with him and as I shook his hand, he said, "I hope we can see each other socially after this job is done. I think our wives would get along." Alyssa had gathered her books and notes and Katrina was helping her out the door as Dave was headed down the driveway. "Bye, Alyssa, see you soon?" "Tuesday afternoon, she replied with a broad smile. Katrina and I walked back into the house with our arms around each other's waists, but by the time we got in the door my hand had slipped to her ass and we slipped into as deep kiss as the door swung shut. Mary Claire left her uniform on as she and Veronica prepared a light lunch and I couldn't help but notice how 'touchy feely' they were with one another. Veronica's hand spent an inordinate amount of time on Mary Claire's barely covered ass. God, I love my life. I thought. ## Hazel stopped at the Walgreens on the way home and purchased an electric razor with trimming attachments. She checked at the pharmacy and picked up Emerson's new prescription for daily Cialis. ## A few minutes before three o'clock dressed in a pair of low rise sailor pants and a loosely fitted and deeply scooped neck tank top Cheryl arrived with her daughter Beth. I'd not seen her dressed so alluringly. Her top had a lace insert at the neckline and a banded bottom that extended below her waist and hugged her nicely rounded ass. Since the bottom hem of the pants stopped just below mid calf it was apparent she was wearing hose along with sling back black patent flats. And as I stepped back to allow her to be greeted by Veronica, I grinned that her hose were seamed with a Cuban heel. As Beth came in behind her I was pleasantly surprised by how she'd filled out since I'd last seen her at a company picnic just before she went to college over three years ago. As she entered the house Beth's gait was more womanly. She looked amazing in the floral shell top and the below the knee full peasant skirt worn with hose and mid-heeled slides. "Oh wow. Is this gorgeous sparkling young woman the same awkward teenager? College sure has been good to you, Beth. You must be beating off the boys with a stick," I smiled. "Why thank you Mr. Appleton," Beth glowed. "It's Scott," I replied. "And this is Veronica, my fiancée." No sooner had I introduced Beth to Veronica when there was an excited squeal from Katrina as she ran down the stairs to hug Beth and rush her back up to her room. After watching the two young women dance up the stairs, Veronica invited Cheryl to the kitchen. She still needed to finish up a few things for dinner. Deserted, I quietly moved off to sit on the deck and finish reviewing some specs on the new bedroom and bath that were going to flank southeast side of the pool. Dave had told me that it would have it's own hot water system. And when he'd made a note to boost the capacity of our current system he'd suggested that if a solar system was added to both as well as for the pool that we'd have inexpensive hot water throughout the year. I'd read about solar heaters a few month's back on a business trip and gave him the approval to use his judgment to install other green technologies including solar electric panels and small wind generators. After Cheryl sat on a kitchen stool she crossed her legs. Veronica's practiced eyes noticed that the tightened pant leg revealing a garter clasp bump above mid-thigh. Veronica said to Cheryl, "You're wearing garter stockings aren't you?" Cheryl grinned, "Always do if I'm wearing hose. I hate pantyhose. I love the comfort of stockings. What was the tip off, the clasp bump on my thigh or the Cuban heels?" "Both," replied Veronica. "If you've known Scott for fifteen or so years I guess you know he has a fetish for hose and heels." "He mentioned it at lunch yesterday when an errant breeze lifted my skirt. And I kinda remember his ex mentioning it and laughing about it and saying she refused to pander to him. It could be another reason she's his ex along with the same-sex affair she had," frowned Cheryl. "Scott was devastated by her having sex with another woman." "It wasn't Marty having sex with another woman that was the issue," Veronica kindly informed her. "Oh, that wasn't the rumor around the office," answered Cheryl. "It has her cheating and other dynamics that destroyed their marriage. Scott doesn't mind his women having sex with a woman," Veronica stated. "Are saying that you, ah, that you have sex with ... and Scott doesn't ... ." Cheryl started to ask quietly before Veronica teasingly cut her off and refocused the conversation. "Well, I love him for the hose fetish. When me met and had our first date he pointed out how much he liked stockinged legs. Since then we, Ashley, Katrina, Mary Claire and I have worn hose almost all the time. We but them by the case. We like how he enjoys them on us and probably tend to go overboard with teasing him with up-skirts. We love the reactions we all get, and the affection he gives us. I'm confident he wouldn't love us less if we didn't, but he's so much fun to tease and arouse that we're not about to change," explained Veronica. "Interesting. My husband John, who's going to soon be my ex really didn't seem that interested." She paused as the young women rushed through the kitchen and out onto the deck their heels clicking on the hard surface. "Maybe occasionally he was, but fourteen or fifteen years ago I began wearing them simply for my own comfort and pleasure. Beth has worn them since she was fourteen or fifteen. In fact, she's wearing them now. I brought a skirt along just in case the pants weren't appropriate. Would you mind if I changed and teased him a bit too? I don't have any heels with me, but I think these sling-back flats are appealing, do you?" asked Cheryl. "Cheryl, there are a lot of things about you that are appealing. You're pretty, have a nice personality, cute full ass, and lovely eyes and hair. Please feel free tease him. It'll probably do you good to get the attention of a man, especially Scott, since you won't be his employee of his after Tuesday," noted Veronica. "And yes, I like the flats." "Goodness, you won't mind. It won't make you jealous or mad at me?" Veronica took four steps over to her, leaned down and hugged her before smiling, "Heavens no. Scott and I have a wonderful, deeply loving and sharing relationship. I'll enjoy it as well." "So you're saying you're into women too and Scott doesn't ...?" asked a wide-eyed Cheryl. "Yes, all the women in this house seem to be bi. And before you ask, Scott not only doesn't mind ,his male ego isn't threatened when his woman can find satisfaction and pleasure from a female lover. Besides, he often gets to share," grinned Veronica. "I've never been with another woman. I've heard it can't be compared to being with a man, but have never had the opportunity to 'comparison shop' if you will. What's it like." "Rather than trying to explain it to you, why don't you come to bed with me, us, sometime?" "Who's us?" asked Cheryl again wide-eyed. "It could just be Scott and I, or maybe one or more of my four daughters, whatever you might desire." replied Veronica taking a sip of her chardonnay she'd poured earlier. Before replying, Cheryl gulped her remaining chardonnay down. Then in a rising voice asked "You take Ashley, Katrina, and Mary Claire to bed with you and Scott?" "And Cindy when she's here," matter of factly replied Veronica. After mulling the information and pouring a refill of wine, Cheryl asked "Is it fun? I wonder if Beth would be interested, she's not a virgin anymore. And I'm sure as hell not getting anything from my husband. Scott fucks his own daughter, and your daughter Ashley?" "Not yet, but certainly knows how to otherwise pleasure them and make love to them," "But he fucks Mary Claire and Cindy and you don't mind, what do you do while he's doing that?" she gasped. "Sometimes I only watch and diddle myself. Sometimes I watch then participate before I make love to my fiancé," simply replied Veronica. "I don't have a set response, I go with the mood of the moment." In somewhat of an alarmed voice Cheryl asked, "You said, 'not yet' about your daughter and his daughter. Does that mean you expect that he will and you're okay with it?" "Yes it'll happen. Both would make love to him right now if they knew I approved," smiled Veronica as she raised the glass for another sip. "Oh my word," gasped Cheryl as she took another large sip. After she finished her small sip, Veronica added, "Not only will it happen, but I want it to happen and I'll be there. I'm holding them off so it'll happen in a special way at a memorable moment in our lives." "My God, I would never have imagined. I feel like I've stepped into another world. I feel like I've been missing a lot of pleasure in my life. I'm going to have to think about what you've said." Her stuttering and tone indicated that she was shocked. "Do you know that one of my greatest desires is to have my hand guide his cock into my daughters while my other hand holds theirs, and to watch their faces when they experience his hard hot cock for the first time." "Ohh, myyy," Cheryl whispered. "You realize that I've told you this in confidence, only to be shared with Beth and my family," said Veronica. "Though I don't really know you, I trust you because Scott implicitly trusts you and I'm confident in his judgment." "Of course, and I can be trusted," she said with a tone of pride. Finishing her second glass of wine she breathlessly continued with a gleam in her eyes, "I think I'll go change into my skirt and then go out on the deck and join the kids and Scott." After taking a few steps Cheryl turned to ask, "What kind of hose are you wearing?" "When you come back I'll show you unless you want to see right now." Cheryl responded, "I'll wait. God this is exciting, I haven't been this aroused in the last five years." A moment later when Cheryl came back in holding her denim skirt Veronica was waiting at the foot of the stairs. She invitingly said before preceding her up to their bedroom, "I'd like to show you something." "Wow, what a bed!" exclaimed Cheryl as they entered the bedroom. "We affectionately call it Bryce Field," smiled Veronica as she took a seat on the edge of the bed. "Should I go into the bathroom?" hesitantly asked Cheryl. "I won't bite, at least not now. Why not change right here?" grinned Veronica as she stood and hiked up her own skirt to reveal her bare thighs above the lace tops of her thigh highs. "You know, I think I'll put on garter hose as well, no sense in missing an opportunity to arouse Scott is there?" "What if someone comes up?" asked Cheryl. "Sweetheart, we've spent many a day in just tops, stockings and heels. Sometimes we're even topless. I'm proud of my body," stated Veronica as she pirouetted before her new friend. "Your girls as well?" Cheryl was wide-eyed as well. "Of course, Scott and I make love every day, usually more than once. And usually with the door open if we do it in here. We've made love in almost every room of this house, including the deck." "Well, okay," sighed Cheryl as she unfastened her pants and pushed them off her hips. As she bent over to pull them over her shoes, Veronica moved behind her to admire her nicely shaped ass split by a red G-string. Gulping, Veronica remarked, "I hope, God I wish, you'll come to bed with me. I'd like to spend some time enjoying that luscious ass of yours. I love your full ass. Oh ... I hope I'm not too brash." "God no, I feel wanted for the first time in years. This G-string is soaked." Veronica had to fight the impulse to pull Cheryl to her and kiss her and caress her ass. She walked into the closet and chose a pair of taupe stockings then bent over a drawer of her lingerie chest to retrieve a garter belt knowing full well that Cheryl was eyeing her. As she sat and rolled her thigh highs down and pulled on her stockings she watched Cheryl step into her skirt and zip it. It was just below mid-thigh length and did cover the welt of her stockings, but not by much. Cheryl then sat in the chair and watched as Veronica hiked her skirt up to her waist and fastened the garter belt. She pulled her G-string down a bit which made Cheryl gasp. "What?" asked Veronica. "You're a natural, natural blonde, how sexy. Beth and I began shaving when she turned fifteen." "Scott likes us all natural, trimmed a bit for bikinis, but leaving an edge of hair outside our panties is pretty much of a turn-on for him." "Being shaved'll turn him off?" asked Cheryl. "Hasn't in the past when we've been with bare pussy women," grinned Veronica as she threaded the straps of the garter belt under the panties and pulled them back up. "Besides, variety is nice." She pulled on her stockings fastened them , "Let's go join them, shall we?" They stopped to grab their wine glasses in the kitchen, and Cheryl said, "Wait a minute, I want to say something to Beth." She opened the sliding door a bit and asked Beth to come into the kitchen. "Nice look Mom. When did you change?" "A few minutes ago. I just want you to indulge me this afternoon and evening. You father's affairs have left me feeling lonely and needy. Just follow my lead if you want but please don't admonish me. I need this. Okay?" she earnestly asked Beth. "Of course. Which affair? He's been seeing Connie's mom for at least four years, and Alex's mom before that. I thought you knew and were looking the other way. I think he's seeing another lady too. I wondered when you'd break out and begin to think about your own happiness. I had figured Dad's short fuse and jealousy kept you from playing the same game. Did you talk to her Mrs. Bryce?" remarked Beth. "Ah ... yes, and it's Veronica and Scott, please." Mother and daughter spent a few minutes hugging one another as they assured each other of their mutual love and understanding. Cheryl confirmed that John was also having an affair with another young woman at his office as well as in Boston. Beth added some information that she knew about her father's affair with Connie's and Alex's mothers. From the look on Cheryl's face I sensed that her love for her husband had more or less died years ago and what had remained was now dead. I watched Veronica walk towards me as I leaned my butt on the covered edge of the hot tub. As she stood next to me with her arm around my waist as I quietly said, "I thought Cheryl came in pants. She's got nice legs doesn't she?" "She did, but she changed to the skirt. If you think her legs are nice, you should see her cute full ass," whispered Veronica. "Would you like to share her if I can get her into our bed?" "Wait, let me mull that over," I whispered back as Beth and Cheryl walked across the deck. "After Monday she won't work for me, so have at it. When have I ever turned down a pussy you've brought to bed?" "Just checking," my love teasingly asked. Cheryl introduced herself to Mary Claire who had just come downstairs now wearing her usual short skirt and three inch slides with hose. Her top was tight and scooped revealing her abundant cleavage. Ashley and Katrina were sitting at the umbrella table and Beth rejoined them. I don't think Katrina had seen Beth since Marty and I'd separated. As Cheryl walked toward Veronica and me it was apparent to her that I was looking at her legs. "Like 'em, Scott. You seemed to enjoy them in your office Thursday and after the breeze yesterday." "I do, when and why did you change. I though you came in pants?" I asked even though I knew the answer. "I threw a skirt in the car just in case because you hadn't said what to wear. I noticed that everyone else was in skirts, so I changed. Do you mind?" "Of course he doesn't. You have very sexy, nicely toned legs. I like the seams and the Cuban heel ... a lot," responded Veronica. "Let's go sit for a few minutes before I finish some of the food. Handsome, you can get the fire going. We're going to have steak." "Cheryl, I want to thank you for the limo last night, it was much appreciated and we enjoyed the trip. Is it on a company card?" I asked. "No, it's on one of John debit cards, let the bastard pay for it," she frowned. "I can't do that. I'll give you a check Monday, but again thanks for the thought," I said as I leaned down and lightly kissed her cheek. Both lovely ladies seemed to give a bit of extra wiggle to their asses as they walked to the settee. Before I turned to get going on the charcoal grill, they both sat and while looking at me exaggeratedly crossed their legs and pulled their skirts up a bit to reveal their stocking welts. I grinned and raised my beer bottle in a recognition salute. With the salute Cheryl lifted the hem of her skirt to briefly give me a look at her stocking top and bare thigh. Katrina was sitting at the table in a position to see what was going on and she quietly told Beth to turn around and look. All four were now focused on the leg show with Beth having the broadest smile. "God, that's great, she needs to be admired," remarked Beth. "Mary Claire why don't you go get Dad's camera from the den," suggested Ashley. With a questioning look Beth asked, "Do all of you call him Dad?" "No, just me and Katrina. Mary Claire and Cindy still call him Scott. After they're married next month he really will be my Dad. Besides I feel that I've known him all of my life. I love him deeply. " "Did you know him before he started dating your Mom?" asked Beth. "No. I didn't know Katrina either other than just as another softball player. Now we share a bedroom and bed and refer to each other as sisters." Beth asked, "Sharing a bed, does that mean you two are ... that you two are ... you know?" Any Chance We Could Ch. 34 Taking Ashley's hand, Katrina responded, "Yes, she's the love of my life." Ashley and Katrina looked into each other's eyes for a moment. When Ashley nodded, Katrina continued, "We love each other very much. She's my partner and I'm hers." "Wow, I'm happy for both of you," smiled Beth sincerely. Mary Claire returned with the camera and was attaching the flash as she walked over to me. "Can I use it," she asked. "Be my guest sweetheart," I grinned as I busied myself loading the charcoal chimney. As she squatted and began focusing she said, "Okay ladies, time for a leg show. Who's going to be the most daring? Cheryl, you and Veronica are included. You too Beth. Legs only, keep your tops on. We'll let Scott's erection be the judge." At that comment Cheryl blushed a bit and asked Veronica, "Does this go on often?" "Yes it does. We all enjoy each other and aren't ashamed to show it. Not so much in public but in this house most any form of dress and sexy behavior is accepted and enjoyed," replied Veronica as she put her arm across Cheryl's shoulders. "Hmm, I like your touch Veronica," purred Cheryl as the flash went off. "Cindy's coming through the kitchen now. Let's get her in this," said Ashley. As Cindy came out onto the deck in scrubs, Mary Claire said, "Lover you're just in time for beautiful, daring legs pictures. Oh, that's Beth Babcock and her mother Cheryl, and I think they're going to participate as well." Cindy continued to Veronica, warmly kissed her and shook Cheryl's hand, then came to me and pressed against me kissing me with lots of tongue. She proceeded to kiss Mary Claire before walking over to the table and deeply kissing Ashley and Katrina. "Hi, Beth, nice to meet you." Instead of shaking her hand Cindy lightly kissed a surprised looking Beth on the lips. "Now what's up? Leg pictures you said. Tops on or off? If on do I need a bra?" "Go be sexy," said Ashley. "Shortest skirt, tightest top, stockings and heels, winner gets ... what does the winner get Mary Claire?" "Oral gratification by Scott, how's that sound?" Cheryl remarked, "Does that mean that only Veronica will win?" "God no, everyone's eligible, even you and Beth," replied Mary Claire. Cheryl glanced at Beth who imperceptivity nodded her head and smiled. "There are plenty of stockings in my closet, get whatever you need," Veronica offered. "She'll be back in a few minutes. Drinks anyone while we wait?" asked Mary Claire. Katrina got up, took requests before she and Mary Claire went into the kitchen. Ten minutes later all three young women came back onto the deck with drinks for everyone. Cindy clearly was in the shortest skirt and in three inch heels. The garter clasps were visible as she walked to the umbrella table. She also had on a sheer top. Her nipples visibly tenting the fabric atop her dark quarter size areolas. "Oh, my, she looks yummy," whispered Cheryl to Veronica. "That she does," replied Veronica as she looked adoringly at Cindy. Katrina asked that she be first as she strode to the lounger. She initially sat on the end with her legs demurely together, then crossed them as she drew her skirt up. She then hiked her skirt up to her waist and straddled the lounger with her legs apart. She asked, "Does the skirt have to stay on?" Cheryl who was becoming aroused by Katrina's show muttered, "No." Veronica turned and looked at Cheryl and asked, "Are you sure? That means all of us'll probably take 'em off." "Yes," she replied. Then looking at her daughter asked, "Beth will you?" "This is going to be fun, yes," she smiled. With that Katrina stood, pushed her skirt down showing her G-string and amazing ass. After kicking the skirt aside and evening up her stocking tops she turned slowly with her hands on her hips to give not only time for Mary Claire to get pictures but to put on a good show for our two guests. As she completed the turn for a second time Katrina put on leg up on the lounger so Mary Claire could get a pussy shot. "Who's going to judge this?" timidly asked Beth. "Hmm, good question," replied Mary Claire. "When I'm done we'll go into the den, put them on the big screen. Everyone will have three votes. Does that work?" Everyone murmured yes, and Mary Claire said, "Next." Cindy stood and walked toward Veronica and Cheryl. Mary Claire photographed her as she walked across the deck tugging the hem of her skirt up as she approached the settee. Reaching it she put one of her high heeled feet on the cushion between Cheryl and Veronica and slowly worked her skirt up to her waist. After gracefully rotating on her planted toe a bit she slowly unzipped her skirt then while looking into Cheryl's eyes dropped her raised leg allowing her skirt to fall to the deck. As it dropped and she shimmied out of it, Cindy gave Cheryl a bright alluring smile. She gave a wink to Veronica before striking several legs-apart poses with her hands on her breasts then on her ass as she faced away from Mary Claire. Before turning away, Cindy leaned forward and gave a surprised looking Cheryl a tender kiss on her lips and said, "I hope I'm making you wet." Cindy leisurely bent with her ass towards Mary Claire and picked up her skirt. As she walked away I noticed that Cheryl's breathing had become more rapid and her eyes continued to watch her. As Cheryl watched Cindy Veronica whispered something to which she nodded. As Ashley stood and pulled up her skirt to adjust her stockings, Veronica pulled Cheryl closer to her and with the crook of her elbow behind Cheryl's neck she slid her fingertips under the neckline of the top. "If you're going to touch me let me help," offered Cheryl in a low voice to Veronica as she sat up a bit and moved closer to Veronica. "Oh, that's nice. Get inside my bra, yeah, like that. Umm." Cheryl lifted her right leg and put the bottom of her foot on the settee and dropped her left hand to Veronica's lap and began dragging her nails over Veronica's bare thigh. I tapped Mary Claire on the shoulder and nodded towards Veronica and Cheryl. "Zoom in on that," I told her. Ashley turned to Beth and said, "Do you want to go with me to get some darker hose, mine are too light for pictures." "Sure, to a store you mean," asked a puzzled Beth. "No, Mom's closet. She must have a hundred pair of stockings," replied Ashley. "Mom don't pose until we get back." While they were gone Mary Claire stood by my side and we reviewed her work so far. I kept my hand firmly on her ass as she made sure her breast was firmly pressed against me. Veronica kept her fingers in Cheryl's bra and was obviously moving them on and around her nipple based on Cheryl's smiles and 'oohs' we could all tell that she was enjoying my fiancée's touch Just as Ashley and Beth came back on the deck, Cheryl turned her head toward Veronica and they very gently but deeply kissed. Mary Claire was quick enough to get the shot. Ashley sat, kicked off her heels, unfastened and rolled down her nude stockings and replaced them with a dark tan pair that were seamed and had a darker welt top. She stood, stepped into her shoes, pulled her skirt back down and said, "ready." Beth had started to lift her skirt as soon as Ashley had sat. She likewise kicked her slides off, unfastened her pale cream stockings and began putting on a pair of barely black seamless sandal foot stockings. Mary Claire zoomed and captured the whole process. Ashley dragged her chair further out on the deck and initially sat with her legs crossed then turned sideways in the chair and gradually raised her skirt. She then lifted one high heeled foot to the arm and slowly spread her legs to allow Mary Claire to shoot directly up to her crotch. She stood, unzipped her skirt, turned her back to me and shimmied her skirt down revealing the thin string up the crack of her ass. Bending over enhanced the view as well as tightening her calves. She straightened up put her hands on her hips a slowly turned through a complete circle so no angle of her delightful legs and ass would go unnoticed. Beth smiled nervously as Ashley dragged her chair back and said "I guess I'm next. I've never done anything like this before, please don't laugh." Beth was six feet tall in her bare feet so with her two inch slides she was almost as tall as me, easily the tallest woman on the deck. She walked out to the middle of the deck and sat on the edge of the lounger and slowly crossed her legs and raised her skirt to mid thigh, uncrossed her legs and raised the skirt in small increments as she gathered her nerve stopping at tops of her stockings. She then scooted back on the lounger. Gaining confidence turned and lay down with her hair hanging off the low end put her legs together against the back and then let her skirt fall all the way back down her thighs to gather at her crotch. With poise and grace she spread her legs widely apart and looked at us. Her legs were beautiful, nicely toned, she had to be an athlete. She then brought her legs together again and stood and began unfastening her skirt. "Besides softball what sports do you play Beth?" I asked As her skirt puddled at her feet she answered with a bright smile, "In high school I played softball, basketball and ran track, my legs show it, and so does my ass." As she turned to show her tight ass with the G-string between her checks, she said over her shoulder, "At Wash U I play softball, basketball and volleyball." After slowly turning completely around she bent her knees and squatted to pickup her skirt and while squatting extended one foot towards us and spread the other one wide. I noticed that she was shaved and wondered if Cheryl was as well. So far none of the ladies had put their skirts back on, the day having warmed a bit more than expected. Ashley walked over, hopped up on the hot tub cover and wrapped an arm around my waist. Putting her head on my shoulder smiled, "Love you, put your hand on my leg please," Not being one to turn down any of my children's requests I switched my beer to other hand and complied. "Damn, your fingers are cold, move 'em next to my pussy and I'll warm 'em up," gasped Ashley. I complied and she squeezed her legs together and contentedly sighed. "I have a question," said Cheryl. If the winner is going to get pleasured by Scott, to an orgasm I hope, does second place get to do that to Scott?" "I was hoping for several first place winners anyway," I said. Mary Claire chimed in, with "What a good idea. Thanks Cheryl." Beth came over to Ashley and me and leaned back against the hot tub next to Ashley. She asked Ashley, "If I win will he eat me? I've never done that before, my boyfriend won't even though I've asked him too." Before Ashley could reply, I chimed in with, "That's too bad, he doesn't know what he's missing. Ask Veronica how tasty a young pussy can be. I'd love to taste you and pleasure you, win, lose or draw." "Is he good at that?" she asked Ashley. "Mom, Katrina, Mary Claire, Cindy and I certainly think so. We don't call him super stud for nothing," she replied. "My turn?" asked Veronica as she took her hand out of Cheryl's top and stood. "Oh, yes," said Cheryl with a sigh. "Sit all the way back and spread your legs Cheryl," instructed Veronica. As Cheryl did Veronica put her foot between Cheryl's lower thighs and gradually began to raise her skirt. As she inched it up Cheryl's eyes were drawn to Veronica's pussy and she involuntarily put her hand under Veronica's leg and lightly touched her bare thigh above the stocking top. "Touch me with your nails," Veronica invited. "Ohh, shit. Look at the goose bumps," she sighed. Mary Claire had shifted to take in the pussy view that Cheryl was enjoying. Veronica then put her raised leg down, unzipped her skirt and let it drop. "Touch my ass," she said as she bent over with her butt directly in front of Cheryl. Cheryl's hand slowly moved across Veronica's smooth cheeks After about twenty seconds Veronica then stood and slowly turned to face As their eyes focused on the other's she bent towards her and softly but deeply kissed her with her hand caressing Cheryl's breast. As Cheryl was returning the kiss she reached out with both hands and caressed Veronica's bare thighs above the stocking tops. "God, that's hot," remarked Beth. "Do you think she'd kiss me like that?" Ashley smiled, "Your mother or Veronica?" "Veronica of course." A momentary look on her face indicated a new thought had just been planted. "Absolutely," grinned Ashley. After breaking the kiss with Cheryl ,Veronica with her legs slightly spread slowly turned for Mary Claire's benefit. "Mom, come over here for a sec," asked Ashley. Veronica walked toward me slowly and seductively, and stopped in front of me. "Beth wants you to kiss her," I smiled. Veronica turned towards Beth and with her hands on the tall girl's waist wordlessly pulled her toward her tilted her head up a bit and with an open mouth began a deep tongue kiss with both hands moving to Beth's bare ass. As the kiss continued she moved one hand up to squeeze Beth's left breast. Beth began moaning and after a few moments Veronica broke the kiss and turned Beth around to face her wide-eyed mother. From behind she put a hand on each of Beth's breasts and gently caressed each handful while her mother watched from about eight feet away. As Beth turned her face and kissed Veronica, she pulled back slightly to ask Beth, "What would you like for desert in bed tonight?" "Oh, God, more with less clothes. Is Scott going to help serve?" replied Beth. "If you wish I'll bet he will. Ask him." "Will you Scott?" "Of course, I'm hoping your Mother would like some of the same," I replied. "Yes, yes," was Cheryl's response as she stood from the settee. "Do me now, include Veronica in my pictures." Veronica released Beth who melted into my side and raised her lips to mine. Her arms went around me and mine slid to fondle her ass. As I opened my eyes after breaking the kiss, I looked over to see Cheryl standing as Veronica had with her foot between Veronica's legs with Veronica hands all over Cheryl's ass under her skirt. Cheryl really has wonderful legs, I thought. After a few minutes Cheryl dropped her foot and her skirt and as she turned I couldn't help but admire her full rounded ass that was as good on display as Veronica had described. After Cheryl completed two erotic turns, she sat next to Veronica waving her hand in front of her face remarking "My, my, that was probably the hottest thing I've ever experienced. With you touching me and Scott watching me, I almost came." ""I think I can take care of that later," sighed Veronica. "Don't tease, just say you will," pled Cheryl. "Oh, don't worry, eat a good dinner, you're going to need your strength," grinned Veronica. "Katrina will you come in the kitchen and help. Scott start the fire. Ashley take drink orders and Scott do you think it's warm enough to eat out here?" queried Veronica. Then glancing at everyone else she continued, "Leave your skirts off if you're comfortable, if not put them back on." Before asking for drink preferences Ashley turned toward me, put her hand down the front of my shorts and kissed me while fondling my cock. As she broke the kiss and pulled her hand out she asked Beth "Do you want a glass of wine?" "Sure," replied Beth," and another kiss from your father, please." "I'll get the wine." As Ashley turned to gather drink orders I pulled Beth into my arms and kissed her passionately while caressing her ass. After breaking the kiss pulled her back against me and with both hands under her blouse caressed her full pliable breasts through her bra. She ground her ass against my now hard cock and moaned. "Will we you do me later," she asked panting after we broke the kiss. "I can only hope," I replied grinning. "Okay, you've both kissed and groped each other, but only Veronica has kissed me. Can I have a turn?" asked Cheryl as she approached us. "Umm, let me think about that while I start the fire," I smiled. "My fire's already started," she said while wrapping her arms around my neck and with an open mouth began kissing me and grinding her pussy against my erection. I returned her kisses while our tongues entangled my right hand gently massaging her ass. "Mom, do you think we can get his cock into us tonight," I heard Beth ask. After breaking the kiss, Cheryl responded, "Let's do our damndest." "Be careful what you wish for," I laughed. "Mom, I'm going to leave my skirt off, okay?" asked Beth. "Whatever you wish, you couldn't pay me enough to put mine back on." "I've got to start the charcoal fire, so we can eat before we eat. So if you don't mind I'm going to do that," I said as I leaned over to kiss each lady. Cheryl lightly touched my cock as she returned the kiss. Katrina remarked to Veronica as they watched my fondling of Cheryl and Beth, "Two more for his ... our harem. I can't believe how much I enjoy seducing another woman. I can hardly wait to get between Beth's legs, and Cheryl's too for that matter, and taste the sweet fruits of our seductive labors." "I agree fully on both. I wanna to eat them after handsome has filled them with his cum," said Veronica as she absently caressed Katrina ass. "I'm so happy I met you and Scott. Seduction is such a fun game to play with him, and with you too my sexy daughter." Veronica leaned over to give Katrina a short kiss and then smiled at her as they were finishing dinner preparations. Meanwhile, Beth stood by my side drinking a glass of wine and touching my arm or my back. Just as I proclaimed that the fire was ready handed me another beer. While Beth and I cooked, Ashley and Mary Claire set the table. As the meat was cooking Cindy drifted over and stood talking to us with her arm around Beth's waist. "Do you have any brothers or sisters?" Cindy asked. "Just a brother, Maxwell. Max. He's eighteen and a real hunk. ... Or that's what my girlfriends tell me. A couple of them have admitted to wanting to jump his bones." Ashley walked up just as Beth was speaking and asked, "Is he really? Have any of your girlfriends gone out with him? Have you seen him naked? Would you go out with him?" "He's my brother. Yes I've seen him naked, we share a bathroom and I'm sure he's seen me completely undressed as well. He has a nice package, a lot nicer than my current boyfriend. None of my friends have gone out with him come to think of it, maybe because he's three or four years younger than them." "Well, would you go out with him, say if you were going to a performance or something that you had bought the tickets for, and your date called at the last minute saying he'd just broken his ankle. Rather than waste the tickets would you ask him to take you?" "Hmm, perhaps, he is nice looking. Tall too, as tall as you Scott," she said turning to me. "Would you kiss him, let him put his arm around you, put his fingers in your hair," continued Cindy. "Eww, I don't know. ... He is good looking. ... Maybe I would perhaps if we were in a situation that turned me on as much as I am now. Though I do though remember just last summer Mom, Max and I were lying around the pool talking and talked about Dad always seeming to be out of town. We were lying on loungers, Mom and I side by side with Max in one perpendicular to our heads lying on his side. It was hot and we were seriously catching rays. Both of us were on our stomachs with our tops untied, when a sprinkler head at the edge of the deck broke and showered us with cold water. We both screamed and sat up, tops forgotten. Max cursed and jumped up as well and ran over to the spraying head, put his foot on it and told me to turn off the main valve at the end of the deck. I had forgotten that I was topless and did as asked. When I walked back up the deck Max was staring at me with a huge tent in the front of his loose trunks. Mom was topless as well watching both of us with her hands on her hips. Any Chance We Could Ch. 34 "Max. Have you never seen bare breasts before?' Mom asked. 'Yeah, I have, but never four as gorgeous as yours and Beth's.' he smiled. 'You really think so?' asked Mom. 'Or are you hoping we'll leave our tops off?' 'Yes, I really think so and would you really do that?' he asked. "I will if you will," Mom playfully said to me. We spent the next hour or so topless in front of Max both hoping that he'd think the wet spot on the crotch of our suit bottoms was from the spray. A week later we noticed him reading on the deck and purposefully took off our tops and joined him wearing just shorts. He was flabbergasted and tented his shorts for the next three hours or so, I guess he beat himself off in his bedroom after we went inside. I haven't been topless in front of him since, nor has Mom to the best of my knowledge, but those were awesome times that I wish could have gone on for a lot longer." "How exciting, maybe Cindy or Mary Claire would like to go out with him," interjected Ashley. "Is he a virgin?" asked Cindy. "I don't know. Is that a problem if he is?" responded Beth. "No, this family has a way of dealing with that. So, no," responded Ashley. "Who's a virgin?'" asked Mary Claire. "Beth's brother, Max," I replied. "Is he nice? Is he good looking," asked Mary Claire looking at Beth. "I think he probably is, why?" "Cindy or I could probably make a happy man out of him and have fun in the process," responded Mary Claire looking at me. I nodded my head assuring her that if the opportunity arose she could bed him. "I don't satisfy you anymore?" I asked with a faux pout. "That's not it at all, you're a very satisfying lover, Scott. I just thought we could spread around what you've done to us, help him be a better lover for his next woman," answered Mary Claire, as her hand playfully danced along my arm "You've slept with Scott?" gasped Beth. "Yeah, we all have, except that Ashley and Katrina haven't had intercourse with him. Lots and lots of pleasure, but not intercourse." "Hmm, perhaps, no not perhaps, I'm sure he'd enjoy either, both, you and Cindy," replied Beth to Mary Claire. "I'll give you his cell number before we leave." "How long until the meat is ready?" asked Veronica as she walked across the deck unzipping her skirt. I guess she'd put it back on to work in the kitchen. "Five minutes, maybe a few more. God you've the sexiest legs I've ever seen," I said. "Thanks handsome, considering you're surrounded by women half my age in garter belts , stockings and high heels. I truly love you," she said as she lightly kissed me. "Should I continue to encourage Cheryl and Beth to spend the night?" she whispered in my ear after breaking the kiss. "If you do, I'll not complain," I whispered back. "Consider them encouraged," she responded in a normal tone of voice. We were sitting around the table finishing our wine when Mary Claire asked if we were ready for the judging to begin. With affirmative nods all around Veronica suggested that all the women change into sheer tops with no bras. I would have to wear some loose sweat shorts. Katrina took Beth by the hand and led all the young ladies to her bedroom and Veronica did likewise with Cheryl. I followed my woman and her new friend up the stairs openly admiring their essentially bare asses. Veronica began removing her blouse and Cheryl lifted her arms and with her eyes invited me to pull her top up and off. After Veronica removed her bra she stepped closer to Cheryl, said "Turn" and unfastened her bra. As Cheryl's bra slid down her arms her magnificent breasts came into view. They were very nicely shaped, probably large B cup with darker erect nipples and areola. Veronica wrapped her arms around Cheryl and kissed her with lots of tongue. In seconds each was caressing the other's back and ass. As Veronica broke the kiss she said "If we don't calm down a bit and get back downstairs handsome is going to fuck us both." "And that's a problem why?" grinned Cheryl. "Because you both are spending the night in our bed and we can do that later, that's why," replied Veronica. "If we're spending the night, and I want to, very much, I need to call Max and tell him we won't be home." "Use the cell on the nightstand and I'll get us some blouses. Change handsome, let Cheryl see what she's getting later," instructed Veronica. Cheryl was reaching for the phone while keeping her eye on me and as I pulled down my shorts and boxer briefs my cock sprung out. Cheryl gasped "Oh my" and promptly fumbled the phone. Her face flushed as she was picking it up. Veronica came out of the closet holding two filmy blouses and a pair of red satin boxers. She laid the pale blue one on the bed and began to put on the creamy one. Poor Cheryl seemed undecided which one of us to watch so I walked over and stood next to Veronica with my hand on her ass. It took Cheryl three tries to dial the number and when Max answered she told him that she and Beth were going to stay here tonight and that they'd be home in the morning. She listened for a minute as he related that he'd be home all evening, his on again off again girlfriend was off again probably permanently this time. He asked what she and Beth were going to do and Cheryl told him that they were going to play some games and just enjoy themselves. He responded with if you need another player I'd like to join in. "Oh honey, that's a nice offer, I'll let you know in a while." She related the other half of the conversation as she put on her blouse. Veronica and I looked at each other with raised eyebrows and I spoke first. "Do you think Mary Claire and Cindy might be interested?" "Cheryl, would you and Beth be embarrassed if he saw both of you dressed like this or the rest of the ladies as well?" asked Veronica. "Yeah, probably for awhile, let's ask Beth when we get downstairs," she said with a concerned voice but mischievous look. We were in the den before the rest and I sat between Cheryl and Veronica with a hand on each woman's thigh and they on mine. As the five vixens came into the room I swear that my cock got the hardest it's ever been. I'd seen the breasts of my four many times but Beth certainly held her own. They were all absolutely stunning in g-strings, garter belts, hose and heels. Cheryl was the exception in flats but the seamed stockings balanced that. "Sweetie, come here a minute, I need to ask you something," said Cheryl as she led Beth into the hall. "Max says he's home alone tonight, the ever wavering Judy, wavered away tonight. I told him were we going to play games and he asked if he could join us. How would you feel about him seeing you dressed as you are?" "Better question, Mom how about you?" "He's a big boy, in more ways than one I'd say, and maybe he'd enjoy himself and perhaps we could too when were all home," Cheryl smiled. "Sexually play with Max, both of us?" asked Beth in a rising voice. "Sure why not, my sex life has been non-existent for the last four or five years and I don't notice you hopping up and down about yours," Cheryl explained. "But what if he tells one of his friends?" asked Beth. "We'll tell him that if he does it'll never happen again," responded Cheryl. "Okay, I guess so. I hope he doesn't freak out. Are you going to call him or should I?" asked a now broadly smiling Beth. "I know, let Mary Claire call him." "Guys, here's a conundrum," announced Beth as Cheryl resumed her seat next to me. Katrina was sitting next to Veronica and Cindy and Ashley were in the wingback chairs which they had moved to either end of the coffee table. Mary Claire was standing with the remote in her hand. "My brother wants to know if he could come over, his girlfriend dumped him again and he says that this is the last time he'll put up with her doing that. It's about time too. Judy is such a bitch." "Would we have to get dressed?" asked Ashley. "If you, or any of you feel that you'd have to get dressed, then I'll tell him no," said Cheryl. "This evening is about us. Besides I'd like to see his reaction to Veronica and me, mature women, you know." I spoke up, "If he understands that Katrina and Ashley are off limits for intercourse and that if any of you tell him no it means no. Veronica has an abiding interest in young pussy, maybe she'd like to see what a young cock looks like. Mary Claire and Cindy, what do you think?" "Since you're the only man we've been with I wouldn't mind a bit of experimentation, no offense Scott," smiled Mary Claire. "None taken," I smiled. "Well then, I'll call him and tell him where we are and what the ground rules are and if he agrees I suppose we'll see him in thirty minutes or so. Anybody have a cell handy?" asked Cheryl. Cheryl called, only took two tries this time to get the number right. "Max if you'd like to join us you can but here are the conditions. We're wearing sheer blouses and are topless under them. ... Yes both Beth and I as well as the other five women. There's just a whole lot of sexual freedom here so if one of us says no to something you want to do it means no and move on. ... You are to tell no one about this evening, especially friends or most importantly your father. ... Yes, I'm leaving your Father. ... You may freely discuss it with Beth and me tomorrow or whenever but no one outside this house is to ever hear about it. ... Yes, very casual dress. Wait a minute, honey" Beth was holding up her hand for Cheryl to pause and when she did she asked, "Mary Claire do we give him a vote?" "Sure why not?" Mary Claire replied. "Okay Max, do you agree?... Are you sure? ... Okay get going we're about to judge a stockinged leg contest and we'll wait for you," smiled Cheryl as she pushed the red button. "I hope this isn't a mistake. More wine anyone?" she asked as she stood. "I think it'll be quite exciting, a room full of young pussy and now a young virile cock," giggled Veronica. Cheryl and Veronica cuddled against me while Mary Clair and Katrina squeezed Beth between them on the couch next to Veronica. Katrina was kissing Beth while Mary Claire had her fingers between Beth's legs doing nice things, I assumed. Cindy had moved to Ashley's lap and her legs extended off the side of the chair as they kissed and Ashley played with Cindy's small delectable breasts. "Are you still going to fuck us tonight, Beth and me, or will Max inhibit you?" asked Cheryl. "No, he might inhibit you, but not Veronica or me," I responded. When the door bell rang Mary Claire disengaged from Beth's pussy and walked to the door. She opened it and extended her hand, "Hi, I'm Mary Claire Peters and you're ... absolutely gorgeous. Please come in, take off some clothes and stay awhile," as she pulled him in the door he managed to close his mouth. He was a nice looking young man and as I stood I noted that he was as tall as me, I shook his hand saying, "I'm Scott Appleton, this is Veronica my wife and the beauty with the long dark hair is Cindy Monroe. She's sitting on my daughter Ashley's lap and on the other side of Veronica next to your sister is my other daughter Katrina. We're just getting ready to judge a daring leg contest we had this afternoon and Mary Claire will explain the rules," as I sat down. Veronica whispered in my ear, "Your wife? I really really liked the sound of that handsome." "Okay, the unedited pictures will loop until I stop them, write down three names on your cards and I'll tabulate the winners by the number of votes each gets," said Mary Claire as she picked up cards and pencils from the sofa table and began handing them around. "Max, sit in the wingback chair and I'll sit on your lap like Cindy is on Ashley. Take off your shirt, pants and shoes, your underwear is optional. I'll tell you the names as they loop since you just met everyone. Oh, something to drink before we start?" Max choked out "No thanks" as he was quickly undressing down to his boxers While furtively looking at his mother and sister. I noticed his cock was desperately trying to escape through the fly. Been there, understand it. As he sat Mary Claire lowered herself onto his lap she saying, "Give me your card and pencil and put your free hand on one of my gorgeous breasts. He looked at his sister behind Mary Claire's back for an instance and asked, "Beth are you alright with this?" "Sure, you've seen our tits before, now watch the screen and I assume you know who to vote for," she remarked with a raised eyebrow and responded to Katrina's kiss. Each picture was on a five second delay and as the Katrina series began to flip across the screen Mary Claire commented, "That's Katrina ... My, my there's life in this cock under me," and scooted a bit out on Max's lap to nearer his knees. She then reached down and freed his cock from its confines. Wrapping her hand around it she said. "Ladies we have a beautiful cock in play, you'll have to check it out." Then in a lower voice to Max, "Say 'now' if you're going to cum and I'll let you do it in my mouth." "Oh God, now," Max whimpered. Mary Claire was off his lap in a flash and after few moments he was spent and she released his softened cock. "I'm sorry," he sheepishly muttered. "For what, that was quite tasty. You've got all evening ahead and I'll bet we can get you to do that a few more times," she said as she climbed back on his lap. "Put that hand back on my tit, undo a few buttons if you want. I guess you'll have to catch Katrina the next time around. Now Cindy." As the Cindy pictures splashed across the screen you could hear Max's breath rate increase. "Now Ashley," announced Mary Claire. "God all three have been so hot I think my dick's going to explode," Max exclaimed. "Try to keep a lid on it you've got your sister, mother, and Veronica to go after Ashley. She's a gorgeous natural blonde isn't she?" "God," moaned Max. Mary Claire pushed pause, stood up and said "Beth come here. Keep Max company while you show your stuff." Beth shot her Mom a questioning look and Cheryl mouthed 'Go'. Beth eased herself on Max's lap while Mary Claire sat next to Katrina. "Can I touch you?" asked Max. "Yes. You can put your hand inside my blouse ," she said while she unbuttoned three of the five buttons. Max slid his hand inside the blouse and gently and hesitantly palmed his sister's hardening nipple. "Oh, that's nice," she murmured. "Everybody comfy?" asked Mary Claire as she pushed the Play button. "You have an almost bare pussy," Max murmured. "Can I touch it too?" "Not yet, maybe later, be patient with me," she whispered. "K" he replied. The interchange did not go unnoticed by the adults. Cheryl began to unbutton her blouse. "Getting hot in here," she said to no one in particular. He was still during the Beth show, but his breathing got ragged and his hand tightened on his sister's boob. Beth reached down and fondled his woody through his boxers. "I don't need to tell you who this is do I?" asked Mary Claire. "Mom, I've never really looked at your legs, They're very erotic in the stockings," commented Max "Did you know I wear garter hose whenever I wear stockings? Think about that the next time I pass you in the house on my way to work. I'll bet you'd like to touch wouldn't you?" Max just groaned. "Pause it a minute Mary Claire," said Beth. When it was stopped she turned a bit and took Max's face in both her hands and gave him a long open mouthed kiss. "That was the best kiss I've ever had except for Scott," moaned Beth. "Well I haven't kissed Scott, but it was the best I've ever had," smiled Max. "We need to do that more often, I've wanted too for the last three or four years. "Start, Mary Claire," said Beth. "Mom! Jesus when did you get so fucking, ... er excuse me, ... hot?" "Son, I've always have been 'fucking hot'. It took a conversation with Scott to open me up. Speaking about opening me up, caress my tits, Scott." "That's quite a steel pipe you're pushing against my side bother dear. Do you know how to use it?" asked Beth. "Gonna teach me, sister dear." "If she doesn't I'd sure as hell'd like to," growled Mary Claire. "And that's you ... Veronica. What legs, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!" exclaimed Max. "He's a man of superlatives, after my heart," said Veronica. As the show looped back to Katrina Mary Claire reminded everyone to begin thinking about who to vote for and moved back to in front of Max and Beth, "Can I have him back?" "Sure, the night's young and he's as hard as a rock!" Mary Claire straddled Max's legs settled her ass near his knees, unbuttoned her blouse pulled it open and asked "See anything you like. Nipples perhaps? You already know how soft my lips are. I had them wrapped around your dick just awhile ago." Max put his hands on Mary Claire's hips and leaned forward and gently sucked a nipple into his mouth. He then lightly teased it with his teeth. "Oh, my, you've learned something from someone haven't you." "Well Judy apparently was good for something, she taught me how to treat her tits. Like it huh? " "And what else did she teach you, how to fuck?" grinned Mary Claire. "She couldn't make up her mind, so we never did. Would you like to teach me?" "Later, perhaps. Can you wait if I don't do it now. This house is full of beds and there's a hot tub on the deck." Cheryl turned and lay across me and began kissing Veronica while I caressed her bare tits. Cheryl broke the kiss for a second and said, "Touch me Scott" I took my other hand and ran it up her leg and pushed her g-string aside and began touching her clit and pushing a finger inside her. She was moaning so loudly that Max asked Mary Claire what was going on. "He's probably finger fucking her while she's kissing Veronica. Would you like to be in his position?" "Yes, and no, that's my mother, but she's so sexy and I don't think she'd want me too," Max replied. "Yeah well, she's doing it in front of you and you're the only man in her life when your Dad's out of town fucking somebody else's wife, so try her sometime, Beth too . I think she'd like to fuck you just like I'm going to fuck you. Would you like to fuck Cindy too." "Yeah, what about Katrina and Ashley?" "Not available, touch only, no penetration." "Why?" "Because Veronica says so, don't get too greedy or your hopes up. There are four of us who'll probably fuck you if you're interested you lucky man. How about later Cindy and I'll take you to bed and give you a good lovin'?" "Oh my God, did I die and go to heaven?" Max exclaimed. "No. You didn't have too you just met me," replied Mary Claire. As the pictures were looping for the fourth time Mary Claire announced that it was time for voting. She collected the cards, stood behind the couch at the sofa table and began tabulating while Cindy walked over to Max, bent over and began kissing him and stroking his dick with her nails. Ashley walked over to Katrina and Beth, knelt in front of Katrina and pushed her legs apart with her hands. Katrina hooked one of her legs over Beth's leg as Ashley spread her labia and pulled her g-sting aside. With the flat of her tongue she began licking her sister. Beth looked down, her eyes widening at the sight before her. As Katrina began to push back against Ashley's face she inserted one then two fingers into Katrina and with curled fingers found her g-spot. Quickly Ashley brought her sister to an orgasm. Katrina moaned as she kissed Beth who was lightly caressing her tits. Ashley sat back on her heels with her fingers still in Katrina a she came down smiling at the two faces above her. "God damn that was hot, you must do it often," gasped Beth. "We do. It's a great form of cardiac exercise," grinned Ashley. Any Chance We Could Ch. 34 "I've never done that to a woman nor had a woman eat me. I think I've been missing something. Can you show me how it's done?" pleadingly asked Beth. "Oh, will we ever," sighed Katrina who had just regained her breath. Mary Claire stood and moved to the center of the gathering."Okay, we have a winner, rather winners," announced Mary Claire. Pausing for dramatic effect, "The winners are ... Beth, ... Veronica ... and Cheryl. Presenting the prizes is Scott!" "Max, have you ever tasted a woman," I asked. "No, Judy wouldn't let me," he said sheepishly. "I thought so. I think my wife'd like to teach you how to do that while I pleasure your mom and your sister. I can assure you that she's an excellent teacher and after learning from her your skills will be invaluable to the women in your life." "Did I speak out of turn lover?" I asked Veronica in a low voice. "Heaven's no, I was just thinking the same thing," she replied. "Well, according to the game's referee, Mary Claire, it's going to be my joy to pleasure all three winners. Since my wife is going to be occupied, Beth, Cheryl who would like to be first?" "I will, I will," they answered simultaneously. Grinning, "Cheryl it is." Veronica and Cheryl moved a bit apart so they could spread their legs. "Max, kneel in front of Veronica," I said. He walked around the coffee table, knelt and immediately leaned forward heading for Veronica's pussy. She intercepted his move with the flat of her hand on his forehead, saying, "This isn't a race, it's going to be a slow journey and I want you watch my husband for a few minutes before you start doing the same thing he does." "Red-faced, he muttered "Sorry. Just anxious." "I know, no harm done, now watch Scott." I lifted Cheryl's right foot, slowly removed her shoe and one by one lightly nipped each toe and licked her insole. As I was doing that my fingers were slowly moving up her leg until I got just t above the knee. I then slowly caressed her calf back down to the foot. I gently set her foot down and repeated the same thing on her left foot and leg. Cheryl was groaning as I did this. I proceeded to run my hands from her knees up the inside of her thighs gradually spreading her legs apart. Veronica said, "Now Max, try what he did." I was caressing the inside of Cheryl's bare thighs but not touching her pussy and she was arching her back trying to get her pussy nearer to my fingers. I looked over and watched Max as Veronica smiled and occasionally said, "Oh, that's nice." I slid my hands to the outside of Cheryl's thighs and moved them up past her waist to her breasts, Veronica continued to guide Max with her words and hands. A minute later Cheryl finished unbuttoning her blouse, and pulled it open as I began caressing her breasts. I leaned closer and sucked and nibbled on each nipple to an increased volume of groans. Veronica followed Cheryl's lead unbuttoning her blouse just as Max's hands reached her waist. He gently caressed her breasts and lightly sucked and nibbled her nipples. "Oh, Max, that feels nice, you've done that before haven't you?" He nodded his head saying "yes" around a nipple. I kissed Cheryl's stomach down to her navel, swirled my tongue around in it and started to pull her G-string down. She raised her butt and closed her legs a bit as I slid it down and off. "That's right, Max, pull them down slowly. Now come back between my legs and kiss my bare thighs. That's nice. Now gently make contact with my pussy. Use the flat of your tongue to begin licking me. Oh, that's my clit, did you feel it with your tongue?" asked Veronica. "Yes" "One of your goals is to stimulate my clit and if you move your tongue down a bit you can use your thumbs to spread my lips and lick there. Oh, yes ,right there, right there. Just where your tongue is now is my vagina, curl your tongue and gently probe the opening." Seconds later she continued, "Yes, there, gently. If you want you can try to push your tongue in. Oh, God, like that. Now move back up to my clit and lick it with little tongue flicks. Now take a finger and gently insert it into my vagina and when it's in, curl it a bit and find my G-spot. It'll feel different on your finger tip. Oh, right there, now suck my clit, Christ you're gentle. Just like that, just like that. Pull your finger out. Let me rest a few moments and then put two in and slowly move them in and out. Uh, Uh, Good, Uh, now suck a bit harder. Put your other hand under my ass and squeeze. " Veronica was arching her back, pushing her pussy hard against Max's face when she nosily came and with a large exhalation of breath said, "Nice, Good, keep your tongue there, no now it's too sensitive, keep your fingers in but stop touching my clit." Max did as she instructed while Veronica calmed. "Max, come up here, let me kiss you. I want to taste my juices on your lips." Max straightened hi s back and their lips met. The kiss became prolonged and obviously included a lot of tongue. As they broke the kiss, Max asked, "Thank you Veronica, I guess I did okay, huh." "You certainly did, now it's going to require a lot of practice to keep doing that well." "Come practice on me," said Mary Claire sitting in one of the wingback chairs. As Max was walking towards her I turned back to Cheryl's pleasure and Veronica winked at me as I went back to kissing Cheryl's navel. "I think he's going to want to practice at home," Cheryl remarked as I began licking around her clit. "A lot." Her bare cunt felt different than my women's, maybe they'd like to shave, I thought. As I continued to tongue her pussy I felt her arching her back to push herself into my face. I backed up just a bit and licked and nibbled the inside of her thighs, not enough to leave marks though. As I began hearing her saying, "Oh" I returned to her spread labia and licked down to the asshole, tonguing it a bit as she really raised her hips, saying, "God that feels good, really good." I pushed a finger into her vagina and continued up to her clit and licked and began sucking it. I swirled my finger around, pulled it out and coated her asshole with the juices and applied pressure. "Oh my, yes, yes," she panted. I pushed my thumb into her vagina, and a second finger up her asshole to the second joint and sucked and nipped her clit. She exploded into an orgasm, bucking her hips, both hands on my head, squealing her delight. "Oh, my God, oh my God. Veronica will you let him do this to me after you're married?" "Of course," was Veronica's simple reply as I straightened my back and gently pulled my fingers out with a popping sound. Cheryl leaned forward, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me as deeply as her son had Veronica. I looked over to Beth as she wiggled with a hand between her legs. Just then I heard Mary Claire loudly come. When I turned my head they were deeply kissing. I noticed Cindy had her blouse and g-string off and was sitting with her legs spread. As Mary Claire broke the kiss, she softly said to Max, "Go to Cindy and thanks, I think you're a natural. Judy will never know what she missed." I excused myself to wash my hands and brought back two new bottles of wine which Katrina began opening before walking to fill everyone's glass. "I guess Max's spending the night too?" I asked Cheryl. "If he's drinking he's not driving, I'm under the impression at neither Cindy or Mary Claire will mind. ## After Hazel got home and they had both shaved her pussy then they spent most of the early afternoon at Saks and Macy's as Hazel did a major overhaul of her lingerie wardrobe. She also bought several everyday dresses and a few cocktail dresses that stretched the limits of her new exhibitionism. When they got back home and had carried all the purchases into the bedroom Hazel announced that she was going to give Emerson a fashion show and he was to undress to watch it. Several times, twice actually, the show was interrupted so Hazel could have Emerson stuff his rigid member into her. Emerson mentioned that tomorrow they were going to go out and buy a few video cameras and tripods to record their play and lovemaking. "Ooh, maybe Kim and Gwen would want to sometimes operate them, or Gwen and I can when you fuck Kim." Right after dinner Hazel called Kim and when Gwen answered Hazel asked her if she and Kim would like to come by tomorrow for drinks and a BBQ. Much to Gwen's delight at being asked she accepted and agreed to be there sixish with Kim. Their evening ended with Hazel in garter stockings and high heels and Emerson in silk boxers watching some adult shows on U-verse. After a love-making session on the couch they fell asleep in bed with Emerson softening in her. ## "Beth how may I pleasure you?" I asked with a grin. "I think I'll have whatever Mom had, but I'll bet you could make me come just by loving my boobs." "Well I don't think Mary Claire set a limit on the number of orgasms, so I'll start there. Take off your blouse, please," I lecherously grinned as I sat next to her. Veronica and Cheryl were arranged with Cheryl's legs across her lap as she leaned back against the arm of the couch to watch her daughter and me. Veronica's hand was lazily stroking the inside of Cheryl's thigh with the side of her hand against her labia. I put one arm around Beth and began outlining her nipples with my fingernail. She shivered and cooed as I did that. I shifted a bit after a few minutes and began to gently knead each breast and pinch her small but now quite hard nipples. I kissed each nipple, then took each in turn into my mouth and lightly nipped them as I sucked. I moved my hand and caressed her stomach, tilted her chin and kissed her while pinching her nipples. Her breathing quickly became ragged. I continued to play with her breasts. Two minutes later she came with a low growl and wrapped her arms around me. After breaking the kiss she pulled her face back a bit and said, "You're going to ruin me for any man my age. You know that don't you?" I dropped my hand to the inside of her bare thigh and said, "That's not my intention, but if your Mom puts you up for adoption make this your first stop." I looked up seeing Cindy with her legs on Max's shoulders and with one hand was pulling his head deeply between them with the other pinching her nipples. Wait 'til she comes I thought. Cindy began coming with her usual loud screams and grunts, poor Max thought he had hurt her and was looking up at her with astonishment. She wrapped her legs behind his neck trapping him until she quieted and came down. Looking at him she cooed, "I guess I should've warned you, I'm noisy, must be my Slovak roots. Sorry, but God you felt good." "Whew, I thought you were hurt," he grinned. Veronica was kissing Cheryl. Her fingers were busy inside her new friend's vagina. Mary Claire had moved to the coffee table to watch Veronica pleasure Cheryl .She was caressing her own bare breasts as she watched them. Ashley was sitting in the wingback chair with Katrina straddling her legs facing her,, kissing her and playing with Ashley's magnificent breasts. Ashley's fingers were in Katrina's vagina and I could tell that they were massaging Katrina's G-spot by the way her hips were rotating, I knelt in front of Beth, raised her foot and sucked each toe after removing her shoe. I repeated what I had done to her mother but I pulled her to the edge of the cushion and put her legs on my shoulders to open her up some more. I thoroughly licked her slit and when tonguing her ass hole got pretty much the same reaction that Ashley and Cheryl exhibited. "Want something in there," I softly asked. "Yes," she quietly replied. I wetted my finger in her vagina a few times and spread a lot of moisture around her asshole. As I was licking and applying pressure with my tongue she began to breathe raggedly. I gently but firmly put my first finger in her vagina, my second finger in her asshole slowly slid into the second knuckle and I massaged her clit with my thumb. With my other hand I caressed her breasts and kissed the back of her knee. Her hips began to dance up and down and around. She began gasping and whimpering, "So damn good, so damn good, deeper move your fingers, all of them," as she tossed her head back and forth. She then became still, opened her eyes, looked at her Mother and said, "Put me up for adoption." Out of the corner of my eye I could see Max playing with Cindy's breasts as he carefully absorbed what was happening to his sister less than ten feet away. I glanced over and smiled. Cindy was quietly giving him pointers. Beth looked at me and tried to lean forward to kiss me but her legs got in the way. "Well, this is a Hobson's choice, I want to kiss you but I don't want you to pull your fingers out." "Tell me when you're ready, the bus'll have to wait," I replied with a smile. Katrina and Ashley were mutually masturbating each other and they came with a series of groans. Mary Claire suggested a hot tub telling Max that "it would blow him away," referring to something other than the 'beauty' of the setting. Ashley looked over at Beth and me and asked, "Is Dad's finger in what I think it's in?" "It is, and I like the way it feels," replied Beth. "I never thought I'd enjoy a finger up my ass, but WOW! It feels a lot different than I thought it would, its feels really good." "Well, I have a butt plug that you may be interested in taking for a trial spin," smiled Ashley. "Ooh really, I've been curious to try one. I'm releasing you Scott, you may kiss me when you're out," she said with a big grin. I pulled my fingers out and we kissed passionately with lots of tongue entanglement for a long time. After breaking the kiss, I sat on the couch between Beth and Veronica. Beth promptly wrapped her hand around my cock through my shorts. After ten seconds she let go and put her hand under my shorts and grabbed me again. "I've got to have this in my pussy tonight. You haven't changed your mind have you?" "Of course you can, he'll love to fuck both you and your Mom," beamed Veronica. "Let's go to the tub," said Mary Claire taking Max's hand. "I don't have a suit," he said. "Suit, we don't need no stinking suit. You've been up close and personal with me, Cindy and Veronica, you've seen everything but Katrina's and Ashley's pussies, not to mention both your sister and your Mom. What's left to hide? Tell you what you undress us and we'll make it worth your while," grinned Mary Claire. Mary Claire, Max and Cindy lifted the cover off. Mary Claire checked the thermometer and turned on the jets before turning to Max and Cindy, "Well?" Max eased off Cindy's blouse and fiddled with the garter clasp before asking, "Show me how this works." Cindy bent over and slowly showed him how to hold the rubber part of the clasp while she slid the metal part off. He then imitated what she had done and unfastened the back then the other leg and started to pull the stockings down. Cindy said, "Wait, like this." She rolled the stocking down to her knee. She smiled at Max and let him finish after taking off her shoe. As he started to roll the other one down, he leaned in and kissed her pussy and gave it a little lick. "Oh, nice, you're catching on." Katrina came out and stood next to Mary Claire while he undressed her. Max also took advantage of kneeling in front of Mary Claire to kiss her and lick her as well. His technique wasn't yet smooth, but he was a quick and eager learner. Katrina said "Wait" and knelt in front of Max and pulled his briefs off, freeing a very nice looking dick. She glanced up at him, grinned, and slowly moved her head forward to kiss the head of his cock. She stood and let Max take off her blouse, stockings and garter belt. "Please kiss and lick me now please." Max kissed her and with his hands on her ass, thoroughly licked her. "Let's get in. Wanna eat me too?" asked Katrina. Bath and Ashley were out next. Max stepped in front of them and beamed, "I'm the official undresser, may I perform my duties?" "Of course," they both replied. Max undressed Ashley then Beth kissing and licking them both. Beth responded to the lick, "I hope you don't consider this a one-time thing little brother, I sure as hell don't." "Good, I agree. I wonder what Mom'll think?" "We'll talk about it, okay?"replied Beth kissing him. "Anyone else coming out?" asked Cindy. "It'll probably be a while, as I passed by the den Cheryl was in the corner of the couch being eaten by Mom as Dad was pounding into Mom from behind . If you listen carefully you may hear their moans and groans. When they stop I guess they'll join us," explained Ashley. Katrina asked, "Why were you two the last ones out?" "I took her upstairs to show her the butt plug," explained Ashley. "Does she have it in?" asked Max. "No, it's on the nightstand next to Bryce Field." In response to the puzzled look on Max's face, Ashley explained that was the name for the giant bed in her parent's bedroom. "It's getting cold, let's get in," said Cindy. Mary Claire and Katrina sat on either side of Max and Cindy and Ashley on either side of Beth. "Well Max and Beth what do you think so far?" asked Ashley. "Awesome, hope we're invited back ... soon," responded Beth. Katrina stood out of the water and sat on the edge of the tub with one leg behind Max and the other still in the water. "Well, Max show me what you learned this evening." Max promptly turned and began to gently lick Katrina's pussy and soon was sucking on her clit. She had an orgasm when he first put a finger into her, and another one when the second one was added. "Too sensitive, please stop." She softly said. As he pulled his fingers out she said, "Nailed the g-spot lesson, that's for sure." "Hey Beth, ever blow your brother?" asked Ashley. "No, why." "Do you want to? She beamed lustfully, "That can't be a real question. Of course." "Cindy, change places with Max, Beth move over let him sit between us. Okay, sit on the edge, spread your legs Max. If we don't catch you in our mouths try to point it at the deck, Dad doesn't like come in the water. You've swallowed haven't you Beth?" asked Ashley. "You have blown a guy before, haven't you?" "No to both, but I'm a quick study," replied Beth. Ashley began to lick Max's dick and asked Beth to join her. They both licked opposite sides. Ashley then took him in her mouth just past the crown and bobbed up and down a few times before showing Beth the sensitive spot on the underside just at the crown. Beth took Max in her mouth with her tongue pressed to the sensitive spot and then sucked about three inches of him into her mouth before pulling back. "Will he come just from sucking," she asked. "No, you'll probably need to jack him a bit. Make sure he's wet when you do this or you could hurt him," as Ashley demonstrated. "Tell us when you're close, okay?" "Mmm, I think just knowing it's Beth is going to make me come soon." Ashley sucked and jacked him briefly, the nodded to Beth to take over. Beth began laving his head as she took him in her mouth and just held his dick. She bobbed up and down and Max said, "Ohh, now, Beth." With that he began squirting in her mouth. As she felt it filling her tongue she pulled back but kept the crown in her mouth and began swallowing. When the pulsing stopped, she pulled back and let him drop out of her mouth, smiling she stood up and kissed him. "Good stuff, interesting texture, a bit salty, but nice." Mary Claire spoke up from the other end of the tub, "I thought so too, got a nice dick on him. Let's see if he really knows how to use it when he recovers." I walked out onto the deck just as the cycle ended, my semi-hard cock leading the way. "Now there's the perfect cock," said Cindy. Any Chance We Could Ch. 34 "Beth can I talk to you for a minute?" I asked. She stepped out of the tub and walked to me and in a low voice I said, "Veronica would like you to join your mother and I in bed soon, would you?" "Oh, are you gonna fuck me?" ""That's my desire, yes." "Now!" "Yes," I replied. Giving a faux frown she said, "If I have too. ... Yes, of course." As Beth headed for the table to grab a towel I told the rest of the girls" since Katrina and Ashley will be spending the night in my bed, Mary Claire, Cindy, and Max you could use their bed. Unless, of course, Max wants a bed to himself, then he could use the spare bedroom." Mary Claire, always the shy one said, "Max, do you know how to fuck? Wanna learn from Cindy and me?" "I can't refuse an offer like that and I'll bet I don't even have to ask my Mom," he replied. I walked back into the house with Beth at my side asking, "Should I get my clothes?" "Heels maybe, I don't expect you'll sleep in your skirt and top." "Okay, heels it is." She walked back out to the deck to retrieve her shoes before she went upstairs. Veronica was still in the den in hose and heels picking up a bit. "Don't bother. We'll do it in the morning. Did Cheryl go up already?" I asked. "Yes. Can I ask, no tell you something?" smiled Veronica. Without waiting for my response she said, "I want to get Max's dick in me. Mouth and pussy. Not tonight, but sometime, perhaps when you're fucking Beth or Cheryl. Even if you're not doing them it wouldn't happen without you being there. Perhaps my young pussy fetish is really a youth fetish." I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me, kissing her, and when I broke the kiss I said, "Of course you may. You know that I'll share you as you share me. Se he's on the list with Dave and Emerson, huh? I'm glad you didn't want to try him tonight, I think Cindy and Mary Claire are going to get him into their pants." "Oh really. In the girls' bedroom?" "Yes, Ashley and Katrina will be joining us when they come in. Let's go warm the bed shall we." I turned the lights off and Veronica and I went hand in hand upstairs. When Beth reached the bedroom Cheryl was just coming out of the bathroom. "Mom, I just did something I've never done before," she paused and with her head slightly downcast continued quietly, "I sucked Max's cock and let him come in my mouth. I swallowed it ... and ... I want to do it again... soon. ... Are you disappointed in me?" Cheryl smiled as she hugged her daughter. "Nope, I'm not." Still grinning she looked into Beth's eyes, "Tonight has been a watershed moment for me ... for us. Truthfully, as I was washing my face I was just thinking your brother has a dick that's as nice looking as Scott's. Would you be disappointed in me if I tell you that I'd like to fuck him and also for him to come in my mouth?" "Ohh, a new meaning to 'close-knit family'. Beth Laughed. "So it's alright if he fucks me too, maybe after we get home tomorrow? Poor Dad, I guess he's not going to be missed, huh?" "You haven't done anything with him have you?" "Dad? Nope never interested." "What about Greg, your boyfriend?" asked Cheryl "Who? I think he's out of the picture after today. We kind of fucked three times, but he couldn't hold off for more than a few seconds after entering me the first inch." "Good, I didn't think he was good for you for a lot of reasons. Do you think you'd like to learn how to eat me and let me love you like that too?" "Mom that sends shivers down my spine just having you ask." "Who's got shivers," I asked as I touched the recording button on the way into the bedroom. "Me," replied Beth. "Mom wants to teach me how to pleasure her and Max already taught me how to blow him. This has got to be the wildest and most fun filled day of my life." "I hope it's not the last," I smiled. Veronica walked over to Cheryl, put her arms around her and pulled her to her. Bare breast to bare breast. "I'm glad Scott invited you over today, and I hope we see a lot more of each other in the future, all three of you, but now let me love you a bit more." She led Cheryl to the bed pulled the covers back, climbed onto the mattress and while kneeling with her arms outstretched to Cheryl said, "Please join me." Cheryl entered Veronica's arms. They knelt there on the bed embracing and kissing. "Do they give you any ideas?" I asked Beth setting on the edge of the bed and swinging my legs up then opening my outstretched arms. "Oh, just a few," replied Beth as she started to kick off her shoes. "Leave them on," I said as she climbed into my arms and I engulfed her mouth with mine. I began to caress her breasts with one hand as the other explored her ass as we kissed. She lay down next to me and put her leg across my groin. I moved my hand to her pussy and she opened to legs to me. "Get that cock inside me," she panted. I rolled to my side and straddled her on my hands and knees and suddenly felt a hand wrapped around my cock. "May I do the honors?" asked Cheryl. As she caressed Beth's slit with the end of my cock Beth spread her legs a bit more and I lifted each leg to get between her legs. Cheryl guided my Cock into Beth's wet hole and then let go. I began a series of short strokes entering her about a quarter of an inch or more on each one. After I was in about an inch and a half she began saying, "Oh my God, Oh my God, more, deeper, God, go deeper, now please," spreading her legs more. I pulled back leaving just the head in and as she began to whimper, "No, not out," I lifted her legs so that the backs of her knees were on my shoulders. I then began to enter her more deeply with each stroke. She began to pant, "Oh ... oh ... oh ... that's good, that's heavenly," and as I reached her cervix with my balls hard against her ass she shuddered and came moaning, "Ohhhh ... Fuck that's so ... God Damned ... good. " As she came I felt the walls of her vagina grip me tightly and undulate around my cock. As she came down she flopped her arms out from her sides, opened her eyes and heatedly demanded, "Kiss me, you wonderful man, that's three times tonight you've made me come." After I broke the kiss I was still inside her, "Try for four?" "Could we?" she gasped. "I want to try something, is Ashley's butt plug still on the nightstand?" I looked over and affirmed that it was and asked ""Why?" Both Cheryl and Veronica were watching us now having heard the plug request. "I want to be on top and have the plug in my ass while I fuck you. When you ate me evening with fingers in my ass and pussy it felt so good. Can I?" "Of course. It looks like your Mom and Veronica are interested in watching. There's lube in the drawer." Beth stood next to bed turned down the light on the nightstand and knelt next to me holding the butt plug in one hand and the lube in the other. "Will you put this in, I've never done one before." "Neither have I" came a simultaneous response from the two women at my side. I wasn't going to tell them that this was new to me too. "Get on your hands and knees," I instructed with a confident tone as I unscrewed the cap on the lube. I squeezed a dollop on my finger and liberally coated her asshole. When she complained of how cold it felt, I playfully and lightly slapped each of her ass cheeks. I liberally coated the plug and then said, "Lower your shoulders to the bed and arch your ass up as much as possible. That's right. I'm going to put my finger in first to get some lube inside you and then I'll push the plug in." I slowly pushed my finger all the way in with a few 'Ohs' from Beth. After pulling my finger out I put a bit more lube on the plug and began to gently work it in. "Are you alright?" I asked. It was an unnecessary questions, she was already pushing back against the plug. Her asshole was slowly expanding and a minute later it was fully seated in her. "It's in, I feel so full, good but full," she moaned. I lay back down. She carefully straddled me as she reached back to make sure the plug remained fully inserted. Then she guided my cock into her and she lowered herself onto it. "Oh, I feel stuffed up. This feels so damned good," she groaned with delight as she raised and lowered herself on my cock. As the frequency of her motions increased she leaned forward to kiss me and at that very moment Ashley and Katrina joined us. For me it was a wonderful experience too. I could feel the tapered tool massaging my shaft. Her already tight pussy was so excruciating yet fantastically tighter. "Ohh," Ashley squealed," Is she fucking Dad with the plug in her ass?" "Yes, replied Veronica, "and she seems to like it ... a lot! And from the expression on your Dad's face he likes it too" After several minutes she cried "Come in me, come in me." Increasingly she was panting between kisses. I was ready to come and the only thing that had kept me from coming earlier was that she had occasionally paused her stroking to bask in the feeling. "Pill, I assume" I heard Veronica ask Cheryl. "Yes," was the mumbled reply I heard. As she moved with more determination I felt the pressure from the plug against the spot on the underside of my cock. I was about to come from the stimulation of stroking in and out of her. She was not moving rapidly but that extra stimulation without any pausing caused me to explode into her. "Oh God, Scott, that feels incredible, you filled me up," she gasped as she became still and lay on my chest with a sheen of perspiration between us. I was still inside her when she reached back and attempted to pull the plug out. There was too much lube on the outside for her to get a grip. Ashley grabbed a tissue and grasped it saying, "Beth relax now, and I'll pull it out.' Beth groaned as Ashley slowly extracted it and took it into the bathroom. Beth sat up and pulled off me and then with a contented look on her face rolled next to me. "Dad, let me lay there," Katrina said. I lifted myself over Beth as Katrina climbed onto the bed and proceeded to begin licking and sucking my come as it oozed out of Beth. "That feels so nice," Beth dreamily said as she basked in the feeling of being well sated. Ashley returned from putting the plug in a cup full of hot water she scrambled over Veronica and Cheryl to take my softened cock into her mouth. "Beth tastes good on you," she grinned. "Yeah, she does taste good, so does her mother, maybe later you can find out first hand," I grinned. Veronica took my lubed hand, spritzed some sanitizer on it and wiped it dry with a tissue. "Good to go again," she said. After ten to fifteen minutes of attention I started to become erect again, Veronica asked Cheryl, "Wanna ride him like Beth." "Anyway he wants as long as he's inside me, it's been a long, long time since I was properly screwed by something other than my fingers or a toy. Come on Scott let me get on top," she grinned sitting up on her knees. "Oh good ," said Veronica, "I get his face, and he's still dripping out of me from the fucking he gave me on the couch." Cheryl straddled me and promptly began bouncing up and down to get me inside her. She was still very wet from Veronica eating her and watching me fuck her daughter so in no time at all I was fully inside her. In seconds she was moving with determination on my shaft. "Ohh, you feel good, I'd forgotten how nice a real hot flesh and blood cock feels. Yours feels especially nice, ... nice and filling. Ohh, I think you just touched bottom, let's try to do that again," she proclaimed with delight as she pulled up and swiftly lowered herself. "Umm, there again," she gasped. It was about then that Veronica straddled my face and I began to lick her very wet pussy. From the synchronization of their movements I could tell Veronica was probably kissing Cheryl and probably mauling her tits too. Periodically I felt the women slow down, and sometimes stop to kiss, by what I later saw on the recording, with greater intensity each time. Within fifteen minutes or so, Cheryl announced that she was close and that's when I felt a slick finger in my ass. That did it, I came, Cheryl came, and a few seconds later, Veronica came. "Awesome ." I heard a female voice say. "A trifecta." Veronica rolled to my side, Cheryl fell on my chest and began to kiss me and the finger left my ass. "You could be habit forming, that was nice, very nice," she cooed happily. Veronica said, "He is the best, and he's all mine to love and to share." "Did you like my finger in your ass Dad?" asked Ashley. "I saw Erin do that and saw your reaction, thought you might like it again." "I did," I gasped. Katrina got Cheryl to lie down next to me and carefully proceeded to clean her out to Cheryl's delight. "We'll have to do this to one another Beth," she sighed. "Ashley, turn and let me pleasure you while you suck me. Give me some lube sweetheart," I said to Beth and stuck my hand out. I smoothed it over Ashley's crack and asshole and gently inserted my thumb. "Oh, good, Dad, in and out, in and out." moaned Ashley. "I love it." After ten or fifteen minutes Ashley started shuddering and came, as she lifted her mouth off my cock she said "You aren't going to come are you." "Sorry, no, three times a day seems to be my limit," I said as I gently pulled my thumb out of her asshole. "Well that first time was about seven thirty, so three times in three hours is probably phenomenal," remarked Veronica. "Anyone want to shower, use a toothbrush before we turn off the lights. I have a small box of wrapped toothbrushes for any guest." Everyone took Veronica up on the toothbrush idea, no one showed any interest in showering . Katrina turned off the lights and the camera before she snuggled on my left side with Beth on my right. I kissed each of them passionately and said "Good night" Ashley went into her bedroom and returned shortly. She climbed in next to Cheryl, who was cuddled into Veronica. Raised up on her elbow, she looked at me in the dimmed light to quietly announce, "Mary Claire and Cindy have just fucked the life out of Max and he's sound asleep between them." I don't think any of us were awake more than a few minutes after Ashley returned. * Dear readers, I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but future chapters may be published sooner in the months ahead. I'll put the submission date on my bio page and they'll usually be published three days after that date. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd still like to especially hear from any female readers. Any thoughts on how to publish character pictures would also be appreciated. Any Chance We Could Ch. 35 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Sunday, October 28 Veronica and I were the first in our bed to awaken. I cuddled her against me and suggested that she go in and give Max a wake up blow job. "I really want Dave or Emerson to be the first man other than you to be in my mouth or pussy," she replied. "It's important to me that they're the first males I cross the line with." While she continued to elaborate to me, Ashley got out of bed, awoke Max and got a jolt of protein. "When I'm with another man I see it as a crossing of a very special line. I want it to be special and memorable occasion. Don't get me wrong, Max has a nice looking cock and I'm sure it gave the girls a lot of pleasure last night, and when the time comes I intend to enjoy it as much as I enjoyed his mouth, but for now he's down the line." I now understand that she really has some affection for both Emerson and Dave. It'll be interesting to see whose cock is the first in her. Veronica and I stayed in bed as Cheryl and Beth showered and as they were dressing, we showered and Veronica enjoyed a bit of ass play at her suggestion if that's what you want to call bending over and wiggling her ass at me while handing me a bottle of shampoo. I stopped with one finger all the way in and she seemed more relaxed about it that she'd been last night. After she came we embraced and I washed her hair. After we dried and she began to dry her hair, Beth wrapped her arms around me. She was still nude and told me how much she and her mother appreciated our hospitality last night. I fondled her ass and tits for more than a few minutes when we heard Cheryl call from downstairs that coffee was ready. I put on a clean pair of boxers and Beth put on a thong that Veronica offered and stepped into her slides. After getting downstairs Beth retrieved her skirt from the deck and stepped into it. Cheryl was similarly attired in her short skirt and flats. Katrina and Ashley were in long tees and low heeled slides, Mary Claire and Cindy were similarly attired. I thought Max's eyes would bug out of their sockets when he walked into the kitchen to see his mother and Beth both topless. The love of my life shortly joined us in a g-string, sheer beige bra and mid-heel slides. As Mary Claire was putting some eggs and toast on the counter the kitchen phone rang and Cindy answered it, "Oh, Hi, ... yes he's right here." Handing me the phone she said, "Grace." "Good morning Grace," I answered. "Oh, I'm so sorry, ... I hope his recovery is short. ... I understand, don't give it a second thought. ... Take care of your sister. ... Okay. ... Call me tomorrow with his prognosis. ... No, don't worry about the office, Cheryl's been covering and she can continue until you return. ... Be concerned about your sister and brother. ... Bye." "Well, at the moment you're not covering too well," I remarked smiling at Cheryl. "Stay uncovered as long as you want. Her brother, Ron, I think she said, had a heart attack last night and she left at three to drive down to Cape to be with them." "So, I guess that just leaves Jane and Sharon for this afternoon," smiled Veronica. "Mary Claire, you and Cindy are both welcome to go with us this morning," Veronica said. Cindy replied, "I don't do church, but thank you for inviting me." "I'll stay home with Cindy if you don't mind," smiled Mary Claire. On the way to church I replayed Veronica's need for coupling with a male lover to be something special. I can't imagine being captivated that way. Veronica, Ashley or Katrina hook a female, reel them in and I get to enjoy the catch. Mars and Venus I suspect, but there is no way I'll ever lose what I have now. Katrina and Ashley were wearing knee length skirts with long sleeved silk blouses, hose and pumps. Veronica dressed as stylishly as when I first met her was wearing a white ruffled blouse under a matching form hugging jacket and skirt, also in hose and wearing matching pumps. Her make-up was skillfully applied to highlight her kissable lips and her captivating eyes. After entering the narthex and being welcomed by this morning's 'greeters' we took seats in the second row. As usual, this church filled from the back and arriving late it was the only row that would accommodate all four of us. When Evie entered with an associate and turned to address the congregation, I was captivated. She wasn't necessarily pretty, but awfully attractive, her eyes were alive with her passion, her smile was readily given as she spoke. With practiced ease she looked at every member of the congregation in a way that made each of us feel as if she was talking to just us and our small group as she delivered her sermon. It was as if she was carrying on a personal dialogue more than addressing a body of people. In her white robe all I could ascertain of her body was that she was wearing dark hose and heels. Both Ashley and Katrina seemed captivated as well and held hands during most of the service. As the offering plate passed down our pew I put a hundred dollar bill into it and Veronica leaned against my side saying in a low voice "She's something, isn't she." Also given the way Hazel had opened up, I had to agree. During the service the congregation was reminded that there was a potluck after the service. Not being members we were going to leave but following the service Evie and another grey haired woman insisted we join them. Evie said she would join us for lunch. Hence, after the worship service we found ourselves in a central meeting room, their auditorium/gym I assumed, and sat at a long table waiting for her. While were we sitting several people came by to introduce themselves and welcome us to the church. I was just getting ready to sit back down after the last introduction when Evie and two young ladies, about our girls' age, walked toward us. She was in a short suit jacket over a colorful blouse with a knee length gray skirt. Her hose and heels were both dark gray. She carried herself with a lot of confidence. As she approached us she would stop momentarily to make a comment to a member. Reaching our table she introduced herself to me with a firm handshake and an unwavering look in my eyes. I felt that she was looking into my soul, understanding it, and affirming me. She introduced her two daughters, Abigail and Samantha. The four girls looked at each other as they were introduced with a 'I know you from somewhere' look. Veronica and Evie warmly shook hands as well. Evie remained standing as all the members in the gathering rose to hear the prayer and she then dispatched us to the serving line. Veronica, Evie and I were about halfway back in the line with the four girls several people in front of us and I heard Samantha say, "Softball, I knew you looked familiar. Both of you, but different teams, right?" That seemed to set all four of them at ease and they amicably chatted throughout the meal. Evie continued the thread of the morning's sermon for awhile than began asking questions that called for more than a 'yes' or 'no' response. When the meal ended I felt that in the hour and a half conversation she'd gotten my entire life story. Pretty amazing woman. As we said our farewells and thanked the person responsible for this organizing potluck, she ended with, "Nine tomorrow, then." As we were driving home Veronica asked, "Well, what did you think?" "An amazing woman. I loved her smile, her eye contact as she spoke to me, her confident air. She has a friendly nature and she obviously touches people when she speaks to them. She's quite sensual in her mannerisms, quite alluring. Well dressed. A very pretty, confident package. I feel invigorated by her message. I feel affirmed. I feel challenged more than I have after listening to some high priced motivational speaker. I look forward to our time with her in the morning." "She really turned you on, didn't she," laughed Veronica. "Very much," I replied. "By the way I probably won't make it right at nine, I've got a couple of things to do as soon as I get in the office. Start without me, but I will be there." ## A little after nine Max drove himself home. Beth and Cheryl shortly followed in Cheryl's car. "Mom," Beth began. "Did we do anything wrong last night? I feel so satisfied this morning. I didn't know sex could be that much fun. I really enjoyed Scott fucking me with the plug in my ass and I also liked sucking Max's dick and swallowing. I'd like to eat you and have you do the same to me. " "Sweetheart, we crossed some very bright lines yesterday. I cheated on your father, you had oral sex with your brother, other than incest and infidelity, I guess that's it," replied Cheryl. "Oh, and we had sex with a member of the same sex, something many in our society view as sinful, at least that's what they publicly claim," replied Cheryl. "I've never viewed same gender sex to be wrong, I'm not concerned about such narrow minded people. They can fuck themselves as far as I'm concerned. But incest, I don't know what I think." "Is it incest if I didn't have intercourse with him?" puzzled Beth. "Probably ... technically no, but I know that you'd like to and quite frankly so would I." grinned Cheryl. "Really!" exclaimed Beth quickly turning her head to look at her Mother. "Yeah, really. I enjoyed being fucked by Scott and so did you. Since he's already taken by one of the most beautiful woman I've ever met, and since John is off fucking other women and doesn't seem to give a rat's ass about either of us anymore I don't think I'd be uncomfortable with keeping our newly liberated sexuality in the family. I assume that you were truthful yesterday when you told me that Max as well as you and your Father haven't had any sexual contact." "I haven't, we haven't. Yesterday evening when Max and I kissed and he played with my tits was a first for either of us. I assume you and Max have had a normal mother/son relationship as well." "Yep, but I'd like for that to change. I'd like to have that dick in all my holes to experience the dreamy looks that both Cindy and Mary Claire had this morning." "So you'd be okay with it if I seduced him as well?" Beth asked. "Just thinking about him fucking us has me dripping. Believe it or not, this morning imagining you watching me getting fucked and me watching you getting fucked has my heart pounding. I'm willing to cast caution to the wind right now. How about seeing where it could take us? When we get home, let's wear stockings and short skirts and kind of blatantly try to get his attention," remarked Cheryl who seemed to be getting out of breath. "I'd like that, but as soon as I get in the door I'm going to get on the internet and order some butt plugs, interested? I know you have that one small vibrator, should we get more." "How'd you know about that? And yes I'd like to try a plug myself, probably the closest I'll get to being double penetrated. You seemed to really enjoy last night when you were getting fucked with that thing in your ass," smiled Cheryl. "I did. Scott has a magnificent cock but the combination was different and very erotic. Ashley likes the butt plug as well and told me that Scott has made her come several times with two fingers in her asshole after she's opened herself up a bit with the plug. Hey, maybe we could get Scott and Max to fuck us with one in our pussy and the other in our ass," panted Beth. "Now that's an idea I could dream about." said Cheryl. They heard the shower running as they got into the kitchen from the garage. Beth headed for the computer in her room and Cheryl for her own bedroom. Beth found a store just across the river in Illinois and was on her way up to tell her mom as Max was coming down the stairs. "Sis, can we talk?" he asked with his hand on her shoulder. "Of course, I really want to. Let me tell Mom something and I'll see you downstairs." "Great," he said, as his finger tips moved lightly across her breast. "Looks as if we may have the same subject in mind," she grinned. "Mom I found a store in Sauget. Do you want to go with me?" Beth excitedly asked. "I'm going to take a nap right now, I will later this afternoon. Is that okay, honey?" Yeah, Max wants to talk to me, we're going to do it now." "Play nice. If you fuck, try to be quiet about it," replied Cheryl with her eyelids fluttering shut as she nestled into her pillow. A minute later Beth joined Max on the couch. They turned to face each other as Max asked, "Are you upset with me about last night?" "I could and couldn't be," Beth replied simply. "I'm not upset at what we did, or what we could have done last night. I'd like to do it again and so, I think, would Mom. But, and this is a big 'but', whatever we did last night and what we do in the future, today, tomorrow whenever must be just between us. I'm willing to be your 'hot sister' and dress to please you and arouse you, but not for any of your friends. Do you understand?" "You don't give me enough credit, Beth. I do understand the lines we'll be crossing when we become intimate and I have no intention of violating your trust. I'm assuming that the Appleton household is not off limits, is it?" "No, certainly not. There wasn't a woman there who would kick you out of her bed. By the way how were Mary Claire and Cindy?" "Well considering it was my first time, they were awesome. Very loving, very patient and I really learned a lot about how to please a woman as well as get pleasure for myself." He grinned. "Most guys dream about having a threesome, but never come close to one. But not my brother, he had a threesome when he lost his virginity," she laughed. "What a stud." "Yeah, you're right, I'm very lucky. How was the night for you?" "You might have guessed, but it wasn't my first time but it was the best I've ever had. Scott was loving and totally focused on me, not like the other gropers that've tried to get into my pants, including what's his name who's going to be my ex as soon as I tell him. He's fucked me three times, I've never had an orgasm, but he did, usually after thirty seconds. Shit, I could have been a fur lined Mason jar and he would have gotten off as quickly," complained Beth. "Sorry," said Max, "That's a bummer." "Tell me Max, how can Mom and I dress to arouse you, and don't say 'just be naked'. What kind of women do you jack off to on the internet? " "Well," he began rather red-faced, "I like women in stockings and high heels, fitted blouses and tops, with and without bras. I love g-strings. Skirts and heels with jeans. Teasing pictures. In your face spreads are a turn-off. I guess I never thought that either of you were wearing the kind of stockings that all of you were wearing last night. I always assumed pantyhose." "Mom has worn garter stockings for probably fifteen years and I have since I was fourteen, got a lot of teasing about it from my girlfriends too. Didn't you hear Mom say last night 'think about it when I pass you in hose at home'. We both wear g-strings and thongs, and I suppose sheer bras aren't out of the question, are they?" "So, you'll tease me, both of you, to what end?" "To have you make love to us, and we to you and to each other, that is Mom and me." Beth responded. "In other words, I'm and I think Mom is too, are willing to become your sexual play toys and you ours. Do you want to run an errand with me?" "Sure," he replied, "When." "As soon as I get dressed and brush my hair." "I'll be here, trying to get this erection down." Max smiled. "Don't masturbate, save it for later," said Beth as she got up and left the room. Beth looked in on Cheryl who was sound asleep. She then went into her room undressed, put on a fresh g-string, and grey garter belt, a grey demi-bra, nude stockings, tan pumps with a three inch heel, then a knit polo top and a loose knee length skirt. After brushing her hair, she put on lipstick and a spritz of perfume under her skirt and in her hair. "Let's go Max," she said as she came into the family room. "I'll drive, but first this." She pulled him into her, kissed him, shared tongue and grabbed his ass. Max squeezed hers as well and said "Wow!" as they broke the kiss. "That's a down payment for later," she grinned as she reached for her purse. On the way out to her car she touched up her lipstick and got into the driver's seat. The Mustang allowed them to sit closely and as they were backing out Max put his hand on her thigh on top of her skirt. "Where we going?" he asked. "To a sex shop in Sauget that I saw on the net." "You know there's one near St Ann, don't you?" he asked. "No. Where? " "North of 40 going to the airport on Lindbergh. They sell DVDs, books, clothing, toys, magazines and have private booths in the back." "Eww to the booths, I'll bet the walls are covered with come and other stuff." "You're probably right. We've got a whole house, who needs a scummy booth," Max replied. "Move your hand to my knee. Now move it slowly under the skirt. That's nice, stay at my knee touch my leg through the hose. Yes, just like that. I'd like you to do that whenever both of us are together in the car. At night feel free to go as high as you want. I'll even lift my butt to let you push my skirt up. Since it's daylight let's just cool it a bit. And we have to be careful about our neighbors seeing anything that'll tell them that we're anything other than a normal brother and sister." As she said that she put her hand on Max's crotch and squeezed his erection, "Nice." Twenty minutes later they entered the shop and browsed to the toy section, with Max pretty much concentrating on the floor. Beth found the area she was looking for and choose an 'Anal Plug Kit' with three different sizes of plugs. She also chose another pair of glass plugs that were advertised on the package as being able to be sterilized. She put a couple of small egg vibrators with remote controls in her basket and a foot long silicone device that was tapered beads with a ring on the large end. A couple of tubes of Astroglide and some flavored K-Y rounded out her purchases. For good measure and because of what she'd said to her Mom she put another anal kit in the basket. As she walked by the lesbian DVDs, she paused and scanned the selection before taking three that caught her attention. She did the same when she walked over to the threesome section. As they walked to the front counter Max noticed a couple of magazines that on the cover emphasized nylon covered legs. After looking at her and getting a nod of assent, and though a little red faced, he put two of them in Beth's basket. Beth chose a couple of magazines for herself. The man behind the counter never left his perch on the stool as he rang the basket contents without comment and announced the total. As he bagged the items Beth took cash from her wallet and paid him and he punched a frequent purchaser card for the amount and pointed out that when it reached $500.00 she would get a 25% discount on all subsequent purchases. By the time they left Max had pretty well memorized the floor tile pattern. "Wow, that was something else. I think I'll comparison shop on the web for anything else," remarked Beth as she started the car. "I hope Mom's up when we get home, I want her to see the goodies. How did you know about this place?" "I've got some magazines and a few DVDs I'll show you when we get home. I got 'em here. What're you going to do with all that stuff," asked Max. "Most of it I'll use in my ass, until yesterday I never knew how erotic it could feel. The vibrator goes in my pussy when you're late getting home or have a 'headache'," grinned Beth as she dragged her nails over Max's erection. "And what're you gonna do with the magazines?" asked Beth. "Beat off when we're not home?" Any Chance We Could Ch. 35 "Yeah, something like that and to get some ideas how I'd like to see you dressed," he grinned. As the garage door closed Max boldly pushed his hand under her skirt up to her pussy and deeply kissed her. "Mmm, nice," Beth responded. "I like the way you kiss and I like the way you touch, gently, did you learn that last night?" "Yeah, that and few other things to please a woman, I'll show you and Mom later," smiled Max. "Remember the time you and Mom flashed your tits at me on the deck. And the time you both came out in shorts and topless and sat there for hours. What was that all about?" he asked. "I guess we were feeling lonely and unappreciated and thought we'd get some juices flowing by watching your boner grow under your suit. It worked and I've been curious about your 'package' since. I've seen it a few times in the bathroom. It's really quite nice and felt really nice in my mouth last night," smiled Beth caressing his dick through his pants. "Would you do something for me?" asked Max. "Sure, I hope it's something sexual, what?" "Would you leave your stockings and heels on and put on that pair of shorts you wore that afternoon?" "Sure, topless too? Now?" "Not topless now, I just want to see how it looks. Maybe when Mom gets up she could do the same," asked Max. Beth ran upstairs, took her skirt off, found the white volleyball shorts, stepped into them and then poked her head in Cheryl's bedroom. Her mother was just rousing and looked at Beth before extending her arms toward her. "Good ... what is it, afternoon?" said Cheryl. "Yeah, good afternoon to you Mom, fuck too hard last night?"grinned Beth. "Seems so. Scott apparently had a third or fourth wind and fucked me from behind while we were spooned. I think it was about three. I assume we didn't wake you. What are you wearing? Shorts? Very tight shorts? Volleyball shorts with stockings, looks interesting." "Max asked me to. He remembered the day we teased him on the deck and asked me if I'd wear the shorts with my stockings and heels," said Beth. "We were topless, didn't he want you topless?" asked Cheryl. "He said topless later, I don't know why, but I don't care. He's got a good boner going so why mess with a good thing? He'd like to see you the same way." "I can handle that. I'll be down shortly." "Mom'll be down shortly, she's just getting up. Do you like the look?" asked Beth twirling around. "By the way I have a thumb drive of Mom and I modeling yesterday." "No shit, can we look at it?" Max panted. "Yeah, a bit later," Beth responded with a grin. Beth sat in front of the laptop at the dining room table and surfed to a marked favorite which was a g-string website. "What do you think of this pearl g-string?" she asked. Max was behind her and bent over her head moving his hands down to caress her breasts. As he was tenderly squeezing them he asked, "Have one?" "No, but if you like it I'll order a few in each color for Mom and me," she said as she leaned her head back and lightly kissed his chin. "Put a hand inside my shirt and my bra while I place an order." As Beth enjoyed Max's gently moving fingers on her bare breast and particularly when he touched her rock hard nipples, she filled out the order form, paid with PayPal, included express shipping and closed out the order, saying "They'll be coming Tuesday, so will you." "Feel nice does it," asked Cheryl as she came in the room and saw Max's hand inside Beth's shirt. "It does, Mom. You look absolutely gorgeous. I like the patterned hose and shiny patent slides. Do you have a bra on?" admired Max. "You'll have to do more than ask Max," she replied teasingly. Cheryl stood with her hands on hips, her freshly brushed hair cascading on and below her shoulders. Max slowly pulled his hand out of Beth's bra, kissed her on top of the head, walked to his mother, raised his hands and when his Mother didn't do anything to object he gingerly put his hands on her satin blouse over her breasts. "Hmm, I don't think you do," he said. "Don't you think you should make sure," smiled Cheryl. "Ahh, yeah, I guess so," he said as he began to unbutton the blouse. The first button was nervously fumbled, the second too but less so. Everything went smoothly by the fourth button. While he was doing that Cheryl began to rub his dick through his pants. "Christ that feels good, but you're going to make me come," he gasped. "Beth, come over here and help your brother out," said Cheryl. Beth knelt in front of Max, told him to "Turn a bit while you play with her tits." She unzipped him as he finished unbuttoning Cheryl's blouse, slid it over her shoulders and down her arms. Cheryl began kissing him heatedly as Beth pushed his pants and briefs down. Once down hungrily Beth took his dick in her mouth, rapidly laving the full length with her tongue while gently caressing his balls with her fingers and nails. Going at a leisurely pace she bobbed back and forth on his rock hard dick for five or six minutes. Max was caressing his mother's tits and started to groan through the kiss. Beth felt his dick pulsing and filling her mouth with his warm spunk. Cheryl wrapped her arms around him as he acted as if his knees were going to buckle. When he stopped spurting, Beth pulled back, but instead of swallowing the last spurt, stood, lightly touching Max's shoulder. After he moved back she kissed her mother with an open mouth and shared the come with her. Cheryl opened her eyes in surprise but swallowed all that Beth had deposited. "Mmm, that was good, next mouthful I'm getting from the source." After Beth broke the kiss she bent down and gently sucked each of her Mom's nipples. "God what a nice way to start the afternoon," grinned Cheryl. "Have you guys eaten yet? ... Food I meant." laughed Cheryl. She retrieved her blouse and put it back on but left it unbuttoned. Max pulled up his pants and Beth went to get the bag of purchases from the floor in front of the couch. She and Max sat side by side on stools at the counter. Beth began taking an item at a time out of the bag and spreading them across the counter for her mother to see. "Ham and Swiss on rye sound okay?" asked Cheryl as her eyes widened as they gazed over the items. "Here Mom, I got this for you only if neither Max nor I'm home or Max has a headache," laughed Beth as she pushed one of the eggs across the counter. "I hope there are still some batteries in the drawer over there." When Cheryl nodded her daughter continued, "I got all these anal toys for me and a kit for each of us, but if you want to share, feel free. The kits look like something to learn with, the glass one's are supposed to be easy to clean and the beady looking thing is for more fun. The back says insert and remove slowly to avoid injury or death," she began laughing. "I added 'death', but that seems to be on everything but white bread these days. Max got these magazines which he says he'll use to get some ideas about what he'd like to see us wear, ... and to beat off to when we're not home. I got a couple too. I got the DVDs for all of us, might need something to turn us on when we get jaded. And we could get some ideas from them too. Oh, the lube is self-explanatory, the flavored K-Y might be fun to fuck with and lick off later. Or to jack Max off. How'd I do?" "That's a real bag of sex fun. I've never used any of it but I'm looking forward to using some of it," grinned Cheryl. Beth reached into Max's lap and squeezed his hard on and said, "And Max really likes the stuff too." "Do you remember me 'pole dancing' Scott's marvelous cock last night and Veronica getting eaten at the same time?" grinned Cheryl. "Barely, I was still loving Katrina, I think," wistfully said Beth. "Well anyway I think that's a way to love each other and Max too. Are you interested, Max?" asked Cheryl. "Gee, I'll have to think about that," Max kidded. Beaming he continued, " So I'd be inside one of you and the other would be sitting on my face. Hmm, does sound interesting. Veronica did say I should practice and it sounds like a fun way to do that! Why'd you even ask? When? Soon?" The young man clearly was eager and ready to get started now. "It'll be soon enough little brother, soon enough. Let's finish lunch and then look at your magazines." The doorbell rang and Beth went to answer it but looked through the peep hole first. "It's Judy, did you know she was coming Max. Button your blouse Mom, I'll handle this." Beth opened the door and was confronted by a sad-faced Judy. Judy asked, "Is Max home, I think his cell's turned off and I need to talk to him." She had no sooner said that then her eyes swept down Beth taking in the tight short shorts, the garter straps, the stockings and the heels. "My, you're sexy as hell. Why are you dressed like that?" "Oh, Mom and I are going to a Halloween party at Wash U next week and we were trying the Bettie Page look," Beth explained as she backed away from the door to let Judy in. "Come on in, I don't want to share with the whole neighborhood." "Who?" puzzled Judy. "One of the original pin-up queens. One of the first to appear topless in movies and clubs. We're skipping the topless part. Look on the web. ... Max, it's Judy," Beth cried out. "Don't give up on the topless part. I'd love to give you my opinion, either one of you. I really like the darker patterned stockings Mrs. 'B','' said Judy, brightening considerably. "Max," she said moving to stand in front of him. "You are a sexy, wonderful man, and I know how I've frustrated you. Yesterday I came to the realization after talking to a counselor that I'm a lesbian, not bi, but a lesbian. I'm sorry that by rejecting your advances I've made you feel bad. I feel bad myself. As a friend I like you very much, but as a lover I'd rather be involved with your sister or your mother. I'm sorry, but the times we've spent together have been fine except for the sex part. I hope you don't bear me ill will. Until yesterday in talking with the counselor I just didn't know what was happening except that something wasn't right." She leaned toward Max and gently kissed him on the lips. "I hope you understand. It wasn't you, not at all. I'll go now, I'm glad you let me talk to you, Max." said a contrite-looking Judy. As she walked toward the front door she looked at Beth and said, "About that topless opinion, I'd love to see you, and those shorts do wonders for your delectable ass. I'd love to spread your cheeks and give you a very thorough licking." Beth opened the door and as Judy walked out Beth said under her breath, "I'll get your number from Max." "I'll expect your call. ... Soon," replied Judy over her shoulder. "Nicely done dear," said Cheryl. "Apparently no harm, no foul, but I think she'd like to see you." "Yeah, I got the same impression, who knows, I'll call her later." "Really!" exclaimed Max. "Yeah, really, when Katrina was eating me yesterday it kind of piqued my curiosity about being with another woman. Would you mind?" Beth asked. "I wouldn't," said Max. "Then again, maybe I'll not call her," she teasingly smiled at her brother. "Come over to the couch, Max and show us what you look at," said Beth picking up a magazine from the counter. "Here, sit between us," said Beth as she began to pull off her shirt. "Are you going to take your blouse off again, Mom?" asked Max. "If you take off your pants so we can see your dick, sure," responded Cheryl with a giggle. Max stood, pulled his shorts and briefs down and off and sat back down. He took the magazine from Beth and began leafing through it. He stopped at a photo spread of a brunette holding her skirt up showing her stocking tops, then pulling it all the way up and through the series of twenty or so photos ended in just stockings and heels. As Cheryl unbuttoned her blouse and took it off, putting her hard nipples in full view, Max turned to another series, this time a redhead raising her skirt and fingering herself and faking an orgasm. "Which one of the two did you prefer?" asked Cheryl with her hand wrapped around his dick. "The first one, it seemed more 'real'." He laid the magazine down, turned toward his mother and began kissing her and caressing her shoulders before moving to her breasts. "Will you take off your pants, Mom?" panted Max in between kisses. "Why ever would you want me to do that?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. "I'd like to touch you," he replied. "You'd like to touch your mother's pussy as well as her tits?" grinned Cheryl. "I'd like to eat your pussy too, Mom," groaned Max, "You're teasing me." "What do you think Beth, should a boy eat his mother's pussy? I just don't know if I should let him. Would you let him eat you and stuff this magnificent dick in your cunt, you're his sister?" asked Cheryl with a faux look of concern but a sparkle in her eye. "Do you think he knows how, has he eaten you?" "No, what can it hurt," she winked. "He got some pretty good instruction from Veronica last night. Cindy and Mary Claire seemed pleased, and so did Veronica. I guess I might, just might consider letting him eat me and fuck me for the first time, but I'll have to think hard and long on it," grinned Beth in a teasing fashion. "Speaking of long and hard, look what I've got in my hand, sweetheart," replied Cheryl looking at Beth. Max groaned and said, "You two are something else. Two of the sexiest women I know, one in a bra, shorts, stockings and heels and the other in shorts, stockings and heels with her magnificent tits in my hands." He leaned into Cheryl covering her mouth with his, pushing his tongue into it and gently lowered a hand to the inside of her thigh and softly caressed the creamy flesh above the stocking welt. "Oh, my, you did pay attention last night, dear boy. Lean away so I can stand," instructed Cheryl. After pushing them down she picked her shorts up from the floor and pitched them towards the stairs. She sat, turned toward Max, wrapped her arms around him, and before deeply kissing him, said "You talked me into it my sexy son, kiss my pussy, suck my tits, fuck me, show me how you love me." After breaking the kiss Max asked, "Mom, will you straddle me so I can suck your nipples and feel your pussy against my dick?" "Like this?" responded Cheryl as she repositioned herself with her knees on either side of Max's hips and her butt resting on his thighs. "Yeah, that'll work," he said, as Cheryl leaned forward and pushed her tits into Max's face. Max replied with "mulff" with a breast stuffed in his mouth. "Raise up a bit Mom," instructed Beth. As she raised her butt Beth pulled her g-string aside then reached under her and began moving his dick in her wet slit. As she put Max's cockhead at the entrance, she loudly whispered, "Sit Mom, slowly." Beth held onto Max's dick as it slowly entered Cheryl's vagina. "Oh, Oh, Oh my God you're inside me. We're fucking. You feel so good sweetheart. Come get all the way inside your Mother. Ahhh, that's good. I feel your balls against my ass. Let me move, suck my nipples, ahh, good like that, just like that," uttered Cheryl as she began to slowly move up and down on Max's impaling phallus. "God you feel good, Mom, tight, wet, wonderful," gasped Max. Cheryl and Max quickly established a rhythm with Cheryl lifting almost off and Max pushing back into her as she relaxed her legs. They maintained this for the next ten or fifteen minutes. "Good, Jesus, you feel good, so good, ahh fuck!" Cheryl exclaimed as she began to climax. She shuddered, buried Max's mouth in hers, and tightly wrapped her arms around his neck. Max continued to move in and out of her, screaming his own release into his mother's mouth a few moments later. As they continued to embrace Beth got up, walked over to the counter to get one of the eggs, found two batteries in the drawer and pushed her pants down and inserted the egg in her now drenched pussy. She turned it on, saying, "Aggh, God, that feels good," and returned to sit next to her mother and brother who were still coupled, her mother cooing her satisfaction against her son's chest while watching her daughter with semi-glazed eyes. "Get a tissue would you sweetheart, I'm going to drip all over the place when Max softens," asked Cheryl. Beth pulled a few out of the box on the end table and as she handed them to her, turned up the egg and started squirming and began to enjoy her own orgasm. ## On our way home from lunch Mary Claire called my cell and Veronica answered. "Hi, Mary Claire. ... On our way home, why? ... Really, when. ... Well I guess we'll have to go to plan B. Did you already shop for dinner? ... Good, we'll be home in ten to fifteen, bye." In response to my querulous look Veronica said that Sharon had called to cancel for both herself and Jane just after we left. The Sunday clerk and her aunt were ill and they needed to open and be the store staff today. "Well that leaves the six of us, or five for dinner, why don't you call Carol. She wants to talk about the wedding and I'd like to talk to her as well," I replied just before I turned onto the road leading to our street. "Hi, Carol, Veronica. Can you come over this afternoon? ... In about fifteen to twenty minutes? That'd be great. ... Short skirt, tight top, heels, you know the usual when you're around Scott. ... See you then, bye." Turning to me she asked with a raised eyebrow, "Why was Carol's number on your phone?" "You put it there, just last week when you got me a 'date' with her, remember my love?" I replied smiling. "Just checking, handsome. Did I sound jealous?" "Sorry, no you didn't, but I love you." I replied with a chuckle. As I pulled onto our street Veronica turned to the back seat, "Change of plans, No Jane, Sharon, or Grace today. Carol will be over shortly and we'll catch up on the wedding plans. I'm going to put on exactly what I told Carol to wear, short skirt, tight top and heels. I'd like for you to join us. I think it's probably warm enough to use the deck. It may well be the last time 'til after the honeymoon." I parked on the graveled area next to one of the PODS that had been filled on Friday with the garage contents. We walked into the house and I was removing my jacket as I followed my three lovelies up the stairs. "Wear just a polo and shorts Dad," said Ashley. "Skip the underwear." I stripped to my boxers and Veronica took off her dress and hose. As she pulled on a very short flouncy skirt, she asked, "Bra?" "Not on my account," I said as I stepped toward her and reaching around her unhooked her bra. We kissed passionately with one of my hands on her bare breast and with the other I lifted her skirt to grasp a bare ass cheek. "Want to make love," Veronica asked breaking the kiss. I stepped back a bit from her and pulled the elasticized skirt down over her hips and pushed my boxers off. She stepped out of her g-string and fell on her back on the bed with her arms outstretched toward me. I climbed on the bed with little fanfare and entered her very wet slippery pussy and with two thrusts was all the way inside her. "Been thinking about this for more than a few minutes, haven't you?" "Why, what do you mean?" she said under her eyebrows as we set up a steady rhythm. During the next ten or twelve minutes of pleasuring each other we weren't aware that Katrina was kneeling on the bed next to us. As Veronica came and I began to fill her, I heard Carol say, "Sheesh, couldn't wait even a few minutes 'til I got here," then a laugh. "Well, handsome, we seem to have attracted an audience. Where's Ashley?" smiled Veronica. "Getting a bucket of cold water," laughed Mary Claire. "Oh, come on, this isn't something you haven't seen before," I said. Any Chance We Could Ch. 35 "Still, like to watch, don't we?" rhetorically asked Katrina. "Katrina, be a dear and clean me up, please," asked Veronica spreading her legs apart as I climbed over and got off the bed. Carol embraced me and asked, "Me next?" "Sure, let me recover a bit," I smiled and walked into the bathroom to pee. "May I join you" I heard Carol ask to my back. When I looked back at her she was smiling but not making any attempt to follow me. I put my polo shirt and shorts on sans boxers and stepped into a pair of Topsiders. Mary Claire was in a skirt so short it barely covered her ass and three inch pumps. Ashley was similarly attired except in strappy three inch heel sandals. Katrina was on her knees licking her Mother and the pearl string up her ass was clearly on display. Carol's skirt was a couple of inches above mid-thigh, very tight across her ass and her sheer top revealed no bra. Cindy had on the skirt she'd worn yesterday, but no top and perched on low heeled slides. I put my arms around Ashley and Cindy's waist, immediately dropping my hands to their asses and began to herd them downstairs. Carol sat on the edge of the bed and held Veronica's hand as Katrina's ministrations brought her to another orgasm. As Katrina lifted her face, Carol leaned into her and kissed her, enjoying not only the taste of Veronica on Katrina's lips but also the taste of me inside her mouth. When Katrina broke the short kiss Carol groaned, "You are such a delectable, sensuous young woman. If you weren't already claimed by Ashley I'd be working hard to win your heart." Her comment caused Katrina to smile broadly. Veronica laughed as she cuddled Katrina into her breast, "She is that and then some. Carol, if you play your cards right, I am sure my daughters will be happy to work out some sort of visitation rights." We'd been outside on the deck for a few minutes before Veronica, Carol and Katrina joined us. Mary Claire had stopped in the kitchen to fix drinks. Veronica was wearing a skirt as short as Carol's, and a cream colored sheer top that hugged and outlined her perfect breasts. She was also wearing three-inch cream colored slides. All the women were bare legged. Carol had a large red wallet in her arms and said, "Let's talk wedding." Sitting at a patio table she extracted a list from the wallet and said, "I've gotten ninety-two responses to the hundred invitations I mailed. The Governor and the two Senators indicated that their aides would attend, the Chesterfield and Wildwood mayors will be here. Senator Gibbons will be here in person with his wife and daughter as well as the Mayor of St. Louis. Scott your Mom and Dad will be here and I've made reservations for them at the hotel. So, I think with the wedding party of ten plus Hazel, I can confirm to the hotel that we'll need food and drink for at least two seventy five, but I'll call it three hundred as a few more responses are likely to trickle in." "Have your rings arrived?" looking at me. "No. I'll call tomorrow," I replied. Katrina had seated herself next to me on a lounger and was leaning against me, with her head on my shoulder. I asked Katrina to stand so I could turn the lounger and raise the back. I sat back down straddling the lounger and pulled Katrina's back against my chest. As she snuggled in I put both hands under her stretchy top and began fondling both breasts to "That's nice Dad." "Dresses, ladies?" asked Carol. "We have fittings a week from Tuesday, and Cindy and Mary Claire have yet to buy theirs. I'll see Marty tomorrow and see where she is. Both Scott and Emerson have their own tuxedos I'll get cummerbunds and ties for them at our final fitting," replied Veronica who was sitting across from me flanked by Ashley on the lounger and Carol at the table. I did notice that when Carol crossed her legs that there was a flash of red hair. Mary Claire after serving the soft drinks had taken Cindy, who now had on a spaghetti strapped tank top, to the edge of the pool and kicked off their shoes were sitting side by side on the coping with their arms around each other. Carol continued down her list of accomplishments and the list of what still needed to be done. "On Tuesday, the 13th all of you except Scott are moving to the hotel. I'll join you to make sure that you're not lonesome Veronica. We've the Presidential suite through Sunday morning. Mary Claire and Cindy will be on the floor below you next door to Scott's parents. Friday night after the wedding, I'll move down with Mary Claire and Cindy, and Katrina and Ashley will have their own room on the other side of your parents." "I have a request from Scott," said Veronica. "He'd like all of us to wear seamed stockings just to get a rise out of the guests. We probably need to get some ordered, so Ashley will you get a laptop out of the den and let's do that now." As Ashley got up she spread her legs and flashed me with her pearl g-string. When she came back and sat with the laptop on her lap she spread her knees and asked "Hungry?" "For your pussy, always," I replied. At that moment my cell rang. It was Emerson. "Hi ... sitting on the deck with my brood, why? ... Sure come on by, bring your wife. ... Short skirts, tight tops, heels, ... no, not me, just shorts. ... Bare legs. Wanna stay for dinner? ... Oh. ... well that's nice. I know you'll both enjoy that. ... No you don't need to. We've got a supply of suits if we wind up in the pool. ... Tell her not to worry, they're adjustable, one size fits many. ... Okay, see you then, bye." "Emerson and Hazel will be over in the next thirty minutes. Kim and Gwen are going to be at their house for dinner about seven. So we'll plan on eating after they leave. I'm looking forward to seeing the 'liberated' Hazel." "Carol and lover can I ask you something?" Without waiting for a response, I began. "Two questions, first what did you mean," looking at Carol and Veronica, "by our wife. Veronica says you've talked about it to each other, now how about me," I smiled. "Simply put Scott, I fell in love with you when I first met you. You may not know this but you've captured my heart too. You started to capture it when you captured Veronica's. The more she talked about you and the more I spent time with you the deeper my love grew. I've loved Veronica since college as a best friend and as a special lover. Until recently I've not tried to articulate to myself or to Veronica how dear I hold her and what terms I'd use to describe her." She paused and looked down. As she was trying to collect her thoughts I noticed tears form in her eyes as she tried to control her feelings. She took another deep breath before continuing with a wavering voice, "Please excuse me. This is harder than I thought it would be." She paused again to wipe a tear that ran from her eye. She looked at Veronica and then to me, "Scott, I love my dear friend more than my words can express and saying 'I love you' seems so inadequate to express what I'm feeling. What I would love to be more than anything else in the world is to be your wife as well as Veronica's wife too. I know this sounds crazy and our laws don't allow this, but what want is nothing less than to be your spouse for the rest of my life." I wanted to speak but now that it was out Carol was on a roll and speaking quickly, too quickly for either Veronica or I to get in a word. I knew the words continued to flow from her heart, "I'd like to live with you, and share my life with both of you. I'd like to share your bed as a marital partner, and with the girl's too. Scott, I'd never seriously considered settling down again until you and Veronica got engaged. I think I have a lot to offer to both of you, I'm a decent cook and I think we'I'm compatible in bed with both of you. I'm low maintenance and I understand that Veronica is first in your life now and forever. I accept that and I would defer to her authority over me. I have a bit of savings to bring with me and I'll contribute the proceeds of my house. I know we can't be formally married but I'd like to make a formal commitment to both of you and you to me before a minister. I know you both love me, you've both told me so in your actions and words. What could be better for Ashley and Katrina than to have two Mom's. So?" a breathless Carol concluded. "You wouldn't have any issue with either Veronica or I having multiple lovers?" I asked as I looked into her eyes that only contained love and hope. "No, I've been involved in the lifestyle for the last five or six years, but after I 'marry' you I'll give it up. Erin probably would be involved in our sex life, if you'd like her to be," answered Carol. "Girls?" I asked looking at Ashley and squeezing Katrina's breast. "I've known Carol all my life and have been a lover of hers. I like the idea, a lot," enthused Ashley. "Besides she's right. I've known for years she's deeply in love with my Mother and Mom with her. And Scott, I've seen love in your eyes when you look at her too." "I haven't spent a lot of time with you Carol, but what I know of you I like a lot. What you suggest could make for a very interesting family, two daughters who are fiercely in love with each other and who share a bed, and a Dad with two wives. I guess for it to work we'd have to agree on a public persona, but that could be done. I don't object, but it's really up to the two of you. Veronica, you and Dad are perfect for each other and I hope you don't make any decisions or do anything that could weaken that bond. Until Dad met you Veronica, I was practically an orphan, but no longer," concluded Katrina. "Veronica, thank you for allowing us to be part of your life, for loving Dad and me." "My man is the one who opened my heart and life," smiled Veronica. "Well, I don't think it's a decision we need to make today, but Veronica and I'll need to talk some more about it. Come to think of it sweetheart you mentioned in San Francisco that you had a solution in mind, care to share?" I asked as the doorbell rang. Ashley stood and said, "I'll get it," handing the laptop to Veronica she headed for the front door. Ashley accompanied Hazel and Emerson to the deck and I removed my right hand from under Katrina's shirt to shake Emerson's hand leaving my left on her breast. Hazel was dressed, barely, in a thirteen or fourteen inch tight skirt and her top was tight and deeply scooped. Her gorgeous legs were perched on strappy high heeled sandals. As Emerson stepped over to kiss Veronica hello, Hazel bent to give me a kiss, her breasts bare enough that the edge of her areola were clearly visible. I kissed her expecting that she would pull back quickly, but her mouth opened and her tongue wriggled into mine. Not one to reject such an approach I deepened the kiss and lightly caressed her breast with the back of my free hand. Veronica introduced Carol to Emerson and as he bent to kiss her she put her hand on the inside of his thigh. Ashley pulled another lounger next to mine and Emerson sat but Hazel after kissing Carol and Veronica walked over to Mary Claire and Cindy and as they stood introduced herself. "So you're Mary Claire, no wonder my husband was sorely tempted by your offer. Maybe soon," she said enigmatically. Ashley had perched herself next to Emerson so Hazel sat next to Veronica. "What are you looking at?" asked Hazel looking at the laptop screen. "Stockings. Scott wants the whole wedding party to wear seamed stockings to give the guests, at least the male guests, a little something to look at while we're standing in front of them. Want some?" asked Veronica. "Sure can I help you choose?" asked Hazel. "Let's change places, you hold the laptop and I'll be back in a minute." "Did you know that your neighbor's house is for sale?" Emerson asked me as Ashley leaned back against him. I returned my other hand to Katrina's breast under her shirt. "No. South of us? I never come or go in that direction. Look nice?" I asked. "Are you thinking of moving?" "Hazel and I talked about it. After Wednesday I probably won't see you much and after twenty plus years, I think I'll miss that. Would you mind us being neighbors? I know you're here to stay with the remodeling you're starting," Emerson said somewhat wistfully. "Yeah, I'd like that a lot. We'd get to see more of Hazel too." Veronica was just stepping out of the kitchen when I said, "Lover Emerson and Hazel say that the house to the south of us is on the market, do you know anything about it?" "No, but let me get a laptop and I'll do some quick research. Emerson come inside, I'll use the one on the counter, Hazel and Carol are busy with that one." Ashley leaned away from him to let him up and as he was walking towards Veronica, Ashley leaned towards me and said, "He's as hard as a rock." Hazel looked up, "Credit Daily Cialis and all the beautiful women in this home. 'Course I kept my top a bit lower on the drive over here. Isn't it great." "Certainly a change for the better he's said. Congratulations to the two of you," I offered. "Want to see what he was looking at?" Hazel asked and without a reply she pulled her top all the way down to below her braless tits. I have to admit that they were outstanding, probably the same size as Veronica's, but a more rounded shape. Veronica's nipples pointed up a bit, Hazel's pointed directly at you. "I like them Hazel. Showing them is a bit out of character for you, but I guess that's what had Emerson leaving the office early. To, in his words, 'drag you back to his cave and fuck your brains out'," I laughed. "Well, if this is a trend, I'm in," said Carol pulling her top up and off and dropping it at her side. "Me to," said Ashley pulling hers off as well. "Pull mine off, Dad," said Katrina. At that moment Mary Claire glanced behind her and saw what was happening and nudged Cindy saying, "When in Rome." After they both pulled off their tops, Mary Claire asked, "Legs yesterday, tits today, can I get the camera?" "Sure but be sure Hazel's comfortable with it," I replied. "I am now," replied Hazel as she pulled her top up over her head and off. A topless Mary Claire walked through the kitchen as Veronica and Emerson were studying the computer screen, Emerson's hand under Veronica's skirt moving on her ass. Veronica was smiling and seemed to be pushing her ass back onto his hand. Veronica looked up, "Whoa, what's happening outside?" "Well Hazel pulled her top all the way down, then Carol took hers off then the four of us did the same and I'm going to get the camera. Legs yesterday, tits today, who knows; pussies next?" "What's changed with Hazel," Veronica asked. "Between you and Evie she's cast out most of her demons. Friday night and again yesterday morning she told me that she wanted you and Scott to watch us fuck, and she wants to watch the two of you. We're both free to do everything except fuck other people. I guess you two haven't talked since Friday night." "Well, you won't mind if I do the same, will you?" demurely asked Veronica. Before pulling her top off Veronica rubbed the flat of her hand over Emerson's tent and said, "Of course you won't." "No, we haven't talked. Tell me more," as she turned to face him and leaned against the counter. "Would you like to continue to play with my tits while we talk?" Emerson's response was to tenderly grasp her breasts and caress her hardening nipples with his thumbs. "Umm, nice, so tell me," cooed Veronica. "Well, simply put, as I just said, intercourse isn't allowed, but I can perform oral sex and so can she. She won't do blow jobs on anyone right now, but after I sleep with Kim, she says she wants to learn how to do that." As Veronica turned back to the screen Emerson got directly behind her and as he pushed his erection against her she stood up and he began fondling her bare breasts. "Umm, that feels nice, I told you Friday that you have nice hands. Pinch a bit, mmm." Veronica directed him back to the computer remarking ,"The house is listed for $899,000, is ten years old, almost eleven, on a five and a third acre lot, which is about the same size as all the lots in this subdivision. The one across the road from it is for sale as well, similar price about 15% larger but fewer features, same reason for selling: job relocation. I wonder if there're going to be others in this neighborhood going on the market. I like the one to the north of us. It's on a double lot. Oh, wait, the one to the south has a small mother cottage on the same lot. That has two bedrooms and is about fourteen hundred square feet. It's apparently included in the price. Are you thinking of moving, or just curious? If you're seriously looking I'd love to be your 'buyers agent'." "I think we'd like that, and I think since Scott and I have been side by side for the last twenty or so years, if we lived next door to each other that'd be ideal. Since money's not an issue, can you arrange for Hazel and I to look at it sometime this week." "Of course, and when we do, perhaps you and Hazel'd like to join us for an intimate dinner, say at Tony's. We could even go in a limo," smiled Veronica thinking of an intimate ride as well. "Let me bookmark this page so I can call the listing agent later. How about another little nipple suck before we go back out," she suggested with her hand down the front of his shorts wrapped around his cock. Mary Claire was on her knee in front of Carol taking pictures of her breasts, then backing away and turning on the flash to get some light up Carol's skirt, she took several more with Carol's legs spread. As I watched I noted she had a natural talent for framing pictures. I also made a note to stop at a camera shop to buy her the latest professional version of mine. "My, my, Hazel just as pretty as they were not too long ago on our shopping expedition. Friday I just got to touch the tip of the iceberg, so to speak, stand please." Veronica then put her hands on Hazel's shoulders and gently turned her around and began to caress her breasts. Hazel put her hands behind her and pushing Veronica's skirt up began to return the caressing to Veronica ass. As Veronica began to nibble on Hazel's earlobe, Cindy ran upstairs to get the video camera while Mary Claire continued to snap away. Ashley pressed her breasts against Emerson's chest, saying, "Now this would be the way to dance, dontcha think. Or like this," she turned with her back to him and covered his hands with hers on her breasts. She then lifted her arms and put them behind his neck grinding her ass into his erection. Katrina turned toward me, kissing me with an open mouth, saying into my mouth, "Touch me." I moved my hand to her inner thigh and after she spread her legs a bit to accommodate me, I pushed her pearl g-string aside and began to gently massage her clit with my wetted finger. Veronica had moved one hand down Hazel's stomach and after lifting the hem of her skirt slid her hand over her pearl-split pussy. "You've shaved, like it?" Veronica murmured into her ear, as she began to caress her clit. "Oh, God, yes, it's so much more sensitive," Hazel gasped. "Do you want me to make you come in front of everyone?" Veronica asked in a quiet whisper. "If so, turn, put your arms around my neck and kiss me." As Hazel turned in her arms, Veronica's fingers pushed the pearl string aside and pushed a finger into Hazel's very wet, very slick cunt. Then after moving it a bit, she pulled it out and inserted two, curling them a bit searching for Hazel's G-spot. As she found it, Hazel started to buck her hips and her breathing became ragged. "Hold on to my neck, I don't want you to fall," instructed Veronica into Hazel's mouth. Hazel broke the kiss, "Oh God, Oh God, that's good, keep fucking me, don't stop, I'm almost there, Oh Yes, Unnng," she stopped breathing. Just like her daughter, thought Veronica as Hazel's hips started to shake. While her orgasm washed over her, Veronica held her up with one hand in her cunt and the other around her back. As Hazel started breathing again, she lowered her down to the lounger next to Carol who sat the laptop on the deck and pulled Hazel to her. Any Chance We Could Ch. 35 Katrina came as well and trapped my hand inside her as she curled up with her arms around me. "I love you, Dad, I really love you." Cindy had returned in time to catch Hazel's orgasm, Ashley's grinding into Emerson and my pleasuring Katrina. Mary Claire also got a lot of stills of the three women and Carol holding Hazel who had now moved a hand up to Carol's breast and turned her face to Carol to kiss her. As breath rates returned to normal, Carol remarked, "That was exciting, another reason I want to join this family." Katrina had released me and moved her top so she could kneel on it and pulled my shorts down. Taking me in her mouth she began to jack me as she sucked me and Cindy was filming away. After bobbing up and down for about five minutes I began to pump into her mouth while my hands were tangled in her hair. "God, you do that well sweetheart," I gasped. Hazel quietly observed as Mary Claire approached Emerson and Ashley. She demurely asked, "May I cut in?" Ashley dropped her hands from Emerson's neck and as Mary Claire led him to the nearby lounger he looked at Hazel. She nodded her head and mouthed, "No fucking." Mary Claire pushed Emerson's shorts down and as his cock sprung out she remarked, "Nice as Dad's" as she wrapped her hand around it and said, "Sit." A slightly dazed Emerson sat and Mary Claire knelt on his shorts and asked, "When was your last blow job?" "Probably never," he responded. "Ooh, I love a virgin cock that's never been in anyone's mouth." She held his shaft at the base and began to lick and lightly suck just the head. As Emerson's moans increased she took him deeper and sucked him harder, her cheeks concaving from the effort. I knew he wouldn't last long and sure enough after a little more than a minute he said, "I'm coming, Mary Claire." She simply pulled her head back a bit and he began pumping into her mouth. She swallowed the first few squirts, but waited a few more before releasing him. She opened her mouth to him, then closed it and swallowed. Smiling, she asked, "Everything you expected?" "And then some," was his gasping reply. Katrina had snuggled back against me holding onto my now deflated cock. I kissed her and wrapped my arms around her. Hazel sat back up and moved to the lounger to sit next to Emerson, putting her arm across his shoulders. Carol picked up the laptop and said, "Well, that was a nice break." My soul mate sat next to her and briefly fondled her breast then kissed her. Looking at me she asked, "Will you please fuck me, handsome." Katrina got up and I sat up with my legs outstretched on the lounger, Veronica stepped across me and settled her legs on either side of my hips. As she reached under and began jacking me she looked at Ashley and said, "Get the plug and some KY, would you sweetheart." At that request Emerson turned on the lounger after breaking a kiss with Mary Claire, and Hazel leaned back against him with Mary Claire sitting in the curve of Hazel's legs fondling a breast. By the time Ashley returned I was hard again. When Ashley returned Veronica lay against me and said, "put it in." With a more expert hand than I'd expected, Ashley put a dollop of KY on Veronica's asshole then very carefully worked her finger deeply into Veronica. After doing this twice she liberally coated the plug and with Veronica pushing back against her fully inserted the plug to an "Ahh, fuck, that fills me up." As Veronica sat back up, she held my cock to her vagina and began to settle on me. As she began to raise and lower herself I could feel the shape of the plug and how tight her cunt was now. I kept my hands on her bouncing breasts occasionally pinching a nipple. "Oh, ... my God does that feel good, ... I know what Beth was talking about, umm, ... push deeper, you fill me up, ... fill me up," she panted. After ten minutes under the watchful eyes of Emerson and Hazel as well as the rest of our family and the lens of Cindy she came explosively and within seconds I did as well. She fell forward and with a ragged breath said, "My God that was wonderful, what a wonderful lover you are. I'll just lay here for awhile." Hazel and Emerson looked at each other and Emerson softly asked her, "Is that what you wanted to watch, Precious?" "My God, that was more than I ever expected. I've got to talk to her about that thing in her ass. And I loved watching Mary Claire blow you, I wonder if she'd like to eat me?" she replied grinning. "Can't hurt to ask her," smiled Emerson grasping one of Hazel's breasts and pinching a nipple. I looked up and Cindy was standing over me. As she bent over she said, "Take a quick lick and suck, I've got to leave for work. Carol's got the handheld. Umm, that felt nice. I'll see about getting some time off Wednesday to go to the meeting with all of you." Having said that she kissed both of us and then Mary Claire on the way into the house. "If she won't I will," piped up Carol. "Be my guest," smiled Mary Claire. "If you're going to spend the night, I'd like to have you for a late desert." "Veronica, can I come over and lean back on Scott?" smiled Hazel. "Surely, if I get to lean back on Emerson." "I don't think Emerson'll mind," grinned Hazel. Veronica reached behind her and gently pulled the plug out and wrapped it in tissue Katrina was holding in her hand. Hazel sat against me, spreading her legs for Carol. I took a breast in each hand and began caressing her and kissing her ear. Carol used the discarded clothes as knee padding and leaned into Hazel's sopping pussy. As Carol made the first contact she jumped a bit, "Damn, I'm sensitive. Umm, nice Carol. You have a nice soft tongue. Ohh, gonna fuck me with it huh? God that's nice. Pinch my nipples Scott, don't be shy. Yeah, like that, just like that." Carol and I ministered to Hazel for about five minutes and she came so powerfully, that Carol was almost thrown backwards. Veronica enjoyed the show while Emerson pulled and played with her tits like what I'd been doing to Hazel's. As Hazel came Veronica turned a bit to kiss Emerson with a lot of tongue. As Hazel cooled down she told Emerson that they'd best be going. He slowly and rather reluctantly released Veronica who wasn't struggling to get free and they began to gather their clothes and put them back on. The rest of us just watched and Carol replaced Hazel against me. They were finally dressed and we got up to walk them to the door. "God, what a wonderful afternoon, again, and soon?" grinned Hazel. "I'll call about the house this evening and perhaps we can see it on Thursday. Emerson and I talked about the four of us going to dinner and ... after looking at it," explained Veronica. "I'll talk to you tomorrow I guess?" Hazel said to Veronica kissing her lightly. "See ya' in the morning Emerson," I said. Veronica, Carol and I stood back from the door. I especially didn't want to share either of them with anyone who might be driving by. Even though we were set back about sixty yards from the road, the front was level and open. I made another mental note, make the drive curved with a new entrance to create a natural sight barrier with a berm along with the hedge row along the front fence. "Did you get any stockings ordered?" I asked the ladies on either side of me. "We did, probably five or six dozen pair, so I hope you like them," replied Carol. "I'll start a fire, it's getting cool so I'm going to get dressed, shorts and shirt at least," I said as we walked out onto the deck. My women all agreed and started looking for their tops. Veronica, Mary Claire and Katrina went inside while Carol and Ashley followed me to the grill. As I was filling the charcoal chimney I heard Ashley tell Carol, "I hope the parental units work it out so you can become part of our family. That would be way cool. I know they both love you, Katrina and I do as well." "Carol, would you like to spend the night with us?" I asked smiling as I got ready to light the chimney. "You know I'd love to my darling, we could perhaps continue this conversation in bed," she grinned. Ashley was grinning as well as I sent her in to get me a beer and Carol a glass of wine. When she returned she said, "Mom's happy with Carol spending the night, so are Katrina and Mary Claire." As we were eating I explained the purpose of the meeting on Wednesday and why I thought Katrina should be there. When I told her that she would be getting close to sixteen million dollars I thought her eyes would pop out and her jaw would never close. I told her that I would 'mind' it for her but it was her money. I also told them that the funds I would receive belonged to this family with no apportionment. Carol and Mary Claire remained silent, but Ashley and Veronica immediately jumped up and hugged and kissed me. After dinner I asked Carol and Veronica about the golden showers. Carol explained that they kind of got into it after hearing some couples talk about it at a party. Their initial reaction was 'eww', but the first time Carol got Veronica to stand over her in the bathtub she realized how sensual it could be. They did it to each other several times over the following few months then one afternoon Veronica accidentally peed in Carol's mouth and she swallowed it. "It didn't taste bad at all," Carol commented. "Turns out that artificial sweetener is excreted and if you drink several glasses of artificially sweetened tea or soda the urine tastes very sweet," remarked Veronica. "We've both tasted each other, to the extent of drinking whole glassfuls of our own and each others. After I married it kinda fell to the wayside. Carol and I would occasionally indulge if we were in a place where we could shower. If it gets in your hair on purpose or accidentally you can get turned on by the smell. It's not close to being one of my favorite things, but it is sexy as hell in the right circumstances. If you'd like to try it I'll willingly participate with you, or any of you," looking at our daughters and Mary Claire. "Count me in as well," added Carol. "I'll need to think about it," replied Katrina. "Get peed on and have someone else pee on you?" I don't know frowned Ashley. "I'm in. I like sexual experiments," grinned Mary Claire "I'd like to do that sometime," I smiled, "Just because I never have." "Do you want to talk to Lauren this week? And if so what do you want to talk to her about?" asked Veronica. "I'd like to form a charitable foundation and could really use a CPA as a director as well as a tax advisor. We, all of us, could use some physical conditioning, and I'm going to miss the staff at my office for tax and financial advice. Sure Grace could handle correspondence and scheduling as well as household management tasks, and even basic bill payments, but to have someone as qualified as Lauren could be a real plus. Ashley's trust could use a higher level of professional administration and so could Katrina's new wealth. Perhaps we could interview her this week, say Wednesday afternoon, or perhaps Thursday or Friday afternoons as well." "Well, Wednesday is currently open after the meeting. On Thursday, if the house is available I like to take Hazel and Emerson to see it, then we could have dinner. Friday, we'll go to club, I guess. I really enjoy those Fridays with you," concluded Veronica. "Ashley's kind of missed out with you today, why don't the two of you go into the den and have a nice orgasm-inducing cuddle. You'd like that wouldn't you sweetheart?" asked Veronica looking at Ashley. Ashley stood and took my hand and led me to the couch in the den. "Clothes off, Dad," she said as she began removing hers. I sat and she lay across me with her wonderful breasts pressing against my chest and her delicious lips seeking mine. Carol, Veronica and Mary Claire cleared the table and Katrina loaded the dishwasher. Finishing that Veronica went to the realtor website wrote the number down and called the agent. "Yes, my name is Veronica Bryce, I'm a broker and have a client interested in your house on Ridgecrest. ... Yes they drove by today. Could we see it Thursday between three and four. ... No, they're not prequalified, but it would be a cash deal. ... They know what they want and I suspect that if they like what they see they'd make an offer that day ... Could you email me some spec sheets? ... That's Bryce897@aol.com. ... Three o'clock Thursday , then, I look forward to meeting you too Anne, thanks." Veronica stood and entered the appointment on the calendar on the 'fridge. "Hazel has really changed hasn't she?" remarked Katrina. "It could be exciting to have them as neighbors, wouldn't it?" "His come sure tasted good, and lots of it. Yeah if they were neighbors we could all enjoy it," smiled Mary Claire. "I'm sure all of you would." She had a funny look cross over her face. "What're you thinking?" Veronica asked. "I wonder if I could serve them a few days a week as their maid too," she said with a glimmer in her eyes. "I should run home and get some clothes for the office tomorrow," said Carol looking at Veronica. "Nah, we're still close to the same size. Wear one of my suits. Why don't you move in for the next two weeks or so until we leave for the hotel? I'd like to see what it would be like to have a wife as well as a husband. You could sleep where ever suits your fancy, with us, or with the girls, or by yourself in the spare bedroom. Plan on going to the club on Friday with us," smiled Veronica taking Carol's hands. "But then again, if you are my and Scott's wife in heart and not just in theory we would expect you to be in our bed more often than not. Otherwise you'd be more like ... a concubine, a regular sex partner when it's convenient to us. I know neither one of us would want that." "Seriously, you'd want me to do that? What'll Scott say" excitedly asked Carol. "I suspect he'll agree, but if he doesn't I think we can convince him, don't you?" grinned Veronica pulling Carol into her and kissing her. "Wow!" said Katrina. "I like you a lot Carol and I'm looking forward to knowing you even better." ## "Ashley, sit on the back of the couch," I said after breaking a prolonged kiss. Ashley promptly turned and sat with her legs spread. I began kissing the inside of each thigh while caressing her waist and tits. The closer I got to her pussy, the stronger the scent of her arousal became. I licked her slit with the flat of my tongue after spreading her lips with my thumbs. I put my hands back on her breasts and began laving her from her asshole to around, but not on her clit. I felt her fingers in my hair and heard her constant moans of approval. "God, I love it when you do that Dad. You are the best. Put your finger in me, deep in me, umm. ... Like that. Wet a finger in my pussy and stick it against my asshole. Yeah, that's good. That's real good. ... No not in, too dry. Just pressure." I began to tongue fuck her and she lifted her legs to my shoulders to trap my mouth and she began to orgasm from the pressure of my nose against her clit. I shifted a hand to behind her waist so she wouldn't fall off the couch. As her breathing began to return to normal she loosened her legs. I stood taking her into my arms and lay down on the couch holding her to me. She shifted to lay prone on me and moved my cock to rest against her moist channel. "I love you so much Dad, we all do. You're easy to love. Thank you for falling in love with my mother," she murmured nuzzling and kissing my neck. Minutes later we were both asleep in each other's arms. Sometime later Veronica entered and covered our sleeping forms with an afghan. ## On the ride home Hazel cuddled against Emerson with her hand firmly grasping his cock. "I enjoyed this afternoon, did you like the blowjob Mary Claire gave you." "Very much, but I'm sure that as soon as you're ready. I'll enjoy yours even more." "Umm. We'll see, I many have to go back for some lessons though," sighed Hazel. "How did you enjoy your first significant event with another female?" Emerson asked cautiously. His heart leapt when she smiled broadly and without saying a word rubbed his firmness through his pants. Another demon is disappearing he thought quietly. After showering and enjoying coitus in the shower, Hazel told Emerson to start the grill, the girls would be there in about fifteen minutes. She puttered in the kitchen a bit, getting a thawed pork tenderloin rubbed with olive oil and herbs and on the platter to go to the grill. The green beans were washed and the new potatoes put on to boil. Kim and Gwen arrived promptly at six and Hazel walked them into the kitchen. She kissed them both on the cheek and then each on the lips bringing smiles from both of them. Kim went out to the deck to greet her Dad. She pressed herself against him and he responded with a tongue-filled kiss and his hands on her ass. As Kim exited, Hazel looked at Gwen, "Gwen, I'm sorry that I rejected you and made an issue of your relationship with my daughter. That was wrong, very wrong of me. I've changed my views. A woman loving another woman is beautiful. I hope you'll find it in your heart to forgive me." With that said Hazel turned to the stove for a minute to check the potatoes. As she did Gwen stepped behind her. Gwen then put one hand on her back and slipped the other arm around Hazel's waist just below her breasts. Lightly kissing Hazel's neck just below her ear, she said, "Thank you for the apology. I forgave you long ago. I knew you weren't the kind of person you were acting to be." Hazel turned off the burner and then turned to look into Gwen's eyes. "I've been discovering new things and feel more alive and liberated than ever. I still have a ways to go, but I hope that you will ... ." she paused trying to gather courage to say something she never dreamed of wanting, no, needing to say. "It's okay, take your time," Gwen smiled. "Hell, I'm feeling so nervous." With shaking hands Hazel unbuttoned three buttons of her blouse and lifted Gwen's hand and turned toward her pushing it into her opened blouse. "I want to explore, no explore is the wrong word. I want to make love to another woman, and ... I want to make love to you and to my, ... oh God ... and to my daughter." Gwen's eyes lit up. "Your daughter has a few fantasies you'll find interesting. She wants to make love to her father which we discussed yesterday. But another is to have her and I take her mother as a lover." When Hazel grinned with surprise Gwen continued, "That's right, your kinky baby dreams of having her mommy as her lover. One of her favorite fantasies is to having her father fuck her hard doggy style as her face is feasting on her mommy's cunt while her mommy's eating me out as I kneel over you." Gwen's fingers stopped on Hazel's rock hard nipple and she lightly pinched it. "I would love to make that fantasy come to life. You're wearing a half bra aren't you," asked Gwen as she continued to fondle Hazel's almost bare breast. "Mommy should show her daughter how sexy it looks. I've been trying to get her to buy some but when she goes shopping she 'forgets'. Maybe with some mommy motivation she'll eagerly remember." "Ohhh I can just imagine that happening. Hmmm, you have a nice touch Gwen, would you like me to take the blouse off?" asked Hazel. "Only if I can take mine off as well, sure," responded Gwen. Without waiting for a response Gwen finished unbuttoning Hazel's blouse and pulled it from the waistband of her skirt. Silently Hazel lifted Gwen's tank top up and off and admired her breasts encased in a very low cut sheer red bra. Both were wearing three inch heels and stood pretty much eye to eye. As they kissed each dropped their hands to the others ass and lightly caressed through the material. Any Chance We Could Ch. 35 Back on the deck as they broke the kiss Emerson said, "I liked that, I've wanted to do that for quite some time." "You'd like to get in my pants too, wouldn't you?" laughed Kim. "Ahh, yes," blushed Emerson. "Tell you what Daddy. Date me, court me, touch me, love me, and you'll get lucky. Not tonight, not on any schedule, but you'll know when I'm ready. I want to as well, but I want us to develop a meaningful, respectful relationship first. My first lover was in high school and he got as far as coming in my pubes. My second a couple of weeks ago was Scott. God what a lover he is. Oops, no offense," said Kim. As he replied, "None taken," he raised his hands to very gently thumb the obvious hard nipples poking against the fabric of her short sundress. "I'm not opposed to dating, but what does this courting stuff mean?" "Daddy, Gwen and I are a couple. We'd get married if the law allowed us to." Kim continued, "I want a man in my life who will love both me and my life partner, and who will be the father to our children. I can't think of any man other than you to be that man." "Dearest, I'd love that but there are two problems ... one being your mother and the other is that that car accident we were in when you were four medically ended my ability to have any more children. An irreversible vasectomy, if you will." Emerson explained as he hugged his daughter into his chest. About ten seconds later pulling back from him, looking into his eyes and putting his hands on her breasts she replied, "Another man can be the sperm donor but you can still be the father of our children and my man. As for Mom, I suspect that'll take care of itself as Mom's intrigued by what's happening in the Appleton household. What I'm feeling from you is that you like the idea of being my man." "We'll see if you're right. But you need to understand two things. I will not sneak around on your mother and your mother will always be number one in my life." "Are you going to cook, or just play with my nipples?" demurely asked Kim changing the subject. "Both, until the fire is ready, turn and put your back against me. Like that," he grinned as he began to unbutton her dress. When he finished he pulled it open and grasped a perfect breast in each hand and while nibbling her earlobe fondled them through the sheer bra. They reminded him of Hazel's breasts when he first married her. Hazel and Gwen stepped onto the deck. Emerson quickly pulled his hands away from his daughter's chest. Hazel carrying the tenderloin on a platter approached her daughter and her husband. Hazel cryptically smiled, "Hope we didn't interrupt anything. Shall we sit out here while you cook?" "Be my guests, but it's getting cooler. I don't need to stay with the meat the whole time, just to turn it. Let's go inside as soon as the fire's ready; about five minutes," replied Emerson. Seeing her husband was not sure what he should do Hazel added, "Sweetheart, when I said you could touch other women, it included our daughter, and Gwen as well." She watched his eyes moving between Gwen's and her breasts and then his hand moved firmly to Kim's. "You've gotten some handfuls today, haven't you sweetheart?" giggled Hazel. "Beside's mine and probably yours, who else's," laughed Kim. "We visited Scott and Veronica this afternoon and shortly after getting there we were all topless. I kinda started it by teasing Scott by showing him my boobies. I saw your Father caressing Veronica's tits and ass, Ashley's and Mary Claire's while she blew him. He missed playing with Katrina's, Carol's and Cindy's. Scott had his hands on mine for awhile while Carol was between my legs. All in all, a very arousing time, which seems to all the time in that household." "The times I've been there have certainly been fun," agreed Kim. Then her eyes widened, "Did you say that Carol was between your legs? Does that mean ...?" Gwen jumped in, "That's right, your mother's discovering that she's bi." With that Gwen kissed Hazel. As Gwen's hand started to fondle her breast Hazel opened her mouth and the kiss became more heated. Kim and Emerson grinned at each other. Kim mouthed in a whisper, "It's taking care of itself." A moment later the kiss ended and they got back to business of the meal. After Emerson deemed the fire to be ready and put the tenderloin on they went into the kitchen and all but Hazel sat on the high stools at the counter. Gwen rearranged her short skirt making sure her g-string would be visible should anyone look. Kim was a bit more demure, but she did arrange her breasts so that a good portion of her areole was visible. Emerson made two trips out to the deck and each time he returned he stood behind Kim and with a confirming smile from his wife his hands moved down from her shoulders to her breasts, the last time pushing his fingers inside her bra. Her reaction each time was to tip her face up and back and kiss him like a lover. After he walked out the last time Kim's nipples were above the top edge of her bra and she didn't make any effort to 'tuck' them back in. Gwen smiled at her lover, knowing that the desires of their hearts were starting to become realized. Gwen had set the table and a delicious dinner was enjoyed. Emerson had thoughtfully chosen a lovely Pinot Grigio and the conversation drifted all over the lot. Gwen helped clear the table and as she bent over to take Emerson's plate she pulled one of the bra cups down, glanced at Hazel and said, "A bit of desert." Emerson kissed her nipple and lightly sucked and when he released her he said, "You surprise me." "You're my partner's family. I feel accepted, so why shouldn't you enjoy my tits a bit. We've been teasing you since we got here," smiled Gwen. When Emerson caught his breath he told them about the meeting on Wednesday and invited Gwen to come with Kim. He told them that over the course of the last fifteen years or so he had transferred stock to Hazel and Kim so that each of them now owned six percent of his business. He noted that Katrina also owned six percent and Marty a bit over three percent. "That's interesting Dad, but what's the effect and why the meeting on Wednesday?" "Well, your shares and your mother's shares can vote on the sale and they're worth about sixteen million dollars," explained Emerson. "All the shares are worth that," asked Kim. "No, we sold the company for two hundred sixty five million. Your shares, the six percent, are worth almost sixteen million dollars," calmly explained Emerson. "What! I'm gonna have sixteen million dollars Wednesday afternoon. All my own?" asked an astonished Kim as she stood and stepped toward her father to kiss him. "Yes, and if you wish I'll arrange to have your taxes prepared and help you manage the investment of it," smiled Emerson after returning the kiss. "Ooh, I wish you'd do that for me. I've no concept of how much money that is, much less how to handle it. Can I buy a new car, one for me and one for Gwen? I guess I should keep this private, huh?" asked a still astonished Kim. "I would," said Hazel. "The financial press will report the sale and the amount but not the breakdown to the shareholders. So let's keep it private as we don't want to be hit up by all sorts of vultures trying to sell us things and take our money." "Well, if you want in my pants you'll still have to court me," laughed Kim and Hazel and Gwen clapped their hands. Hazel asked, "What do you mean about him courting you?" Kim rose to sit on her father's lap as she explained what she'd shared earlier with him. As she explained herself and what her father said about his inability to father any children Gwen moved to sit next to Hazel and put her arm around Hazel's shoulder. When Kim was finished Hazel looked to Gwen, "Are you supportive of this?" When Gwen nodded, Hazel looked to her husband and daughter. Everyone remained silent as Hazel was thinking. A smile grew on her face as she again looked at Gwen and then back to her daughter and husband. "Permission to court is granted with one condition, that Gwen and I get go on a few dates too." "Hazel, I'd love to show you off at a few clubs," replied Gwen. Turning serious, Hazel said, "Kim, if my husband is going to be your, 'special man', as you put it and be the father to your children, I want him and me to have some input into who'll be the biological father. I don't want you to just have any man's sperm used to impregnate you when that time comes." With her mother's acceptance of her relationship, dreams and desires, Kim rushed to her mother, hugged and kissed her. The rest of the evening was spent with Kim and Gwen joyously cuddled in one loveseat and across from her parents. Several times Kim thanked her Mother for finally accepting Gwen and her relationship and her desires. Hazel happily gave a large amount of credit to Veronica and Evie. Several remarks were made how Emerson seemed so settled and relaxed. "You know after Wednesday it's going to be strange to wake up with your Mother and not have to go spend the next fourteen or sixteen hours at the office. I'll miss seeing Scott every day but we're going to look at the house next door to theirs some day next week, so who knows," smiled Emerson kissing Hazel. Hazel replied, "I like the idea of making our home in a different house. While this house has many warm memories, it also reminds me of the 'old' Hazel. I think a new house'll help me let go of the past and a let new Hazel to bloom." Then with a thoughtful look upon her face, "What do you say to me using some of my new wealth to renovate our new love nest?" Emerson drew his wife's lips to his. After they lovingly kissed he nodded, "Whether we buy that house or the other one across the street, renovate away." Late in the evening Kim and Gwen donned their clothing and bid a lengthy, sexy farewell to Emerson and Hazel. ## After dinner Max, Cheryl and Beth sat on the couch and watched one of Beth's threesome DVD's. They began to score the scenes and the highest were the ones with two women and one man. "Think you'd like to do that," asked Beth with her hand in Max's open fly wrapped around his cock. Cheryl had shed her top and bra as had Beth and suggested that they retire to her king sized bed for the rest of the evening as soon as the movie ended. "Until then, take off your pants, Max, I wanna ride you while we watch the rest of this." Beth stood and began to back up to Max, "Hold your dick up, I'm gonna sit on it with my back to you," she instructed. As she began to lower herself she felt Max's cockhead at the entrance to her vagina. She was very wet from thinking about what she was about to do and slowly lowered onto his erection. Max and Beth began moaning almost together as she settled all the way down then lifted herself up a bit then resettled. Max wrapped his arms around his sister and began fondling her breasts and she sat very still. "I'll move in a minute Max, I want to savor how you feel right now." After a few minutes she began to slowly raise and lower herself. "Move a hand down to my clit, please," she asked as she threw her head back. Cheryl knelt on the cushion next to them and replaced Max's hand on her daughter's breast and began kissing her with maximum tongue penetration. Beth began moaning into her mother's mouth and suddenly started shuddering and came. As she came down, she said, "God, what a way to start our new relationship. With a monster fuck. Let's go to bed. Now!" After cleaning up a bit, Beth and Cheryl sandwiched Max between them in Cheryl's bed. As Cheryl and Max make love, Cheryl demands her son fuck her hard. He does but she wants him to do her harder and claim her as his. As they recover, with his sperm leaking from her, she tells Max she's willing to do almost anything he wants her to do but only with him, not with any of his friends, if he is to replace her husband in her heart and bed. Though she's already set in motion a divorce process it's not until this moment that she considers her husband to be a non-entity. As Cheryl is falling asleep Beth coaxes his cock back to life and rides him until she comes. Max doesn't, but Beth senses that he's too tired to care so she falls asleep holding his softened weapon. At the Jacobson's Hazel talked to Emerson about his conversations with Kim. She admited being at peace with him moving towards becoming Kim's lover but she wants some ground rules in place ... that he will not make love to her until she gives her approval. While in many ways Hazel still has many more steps to go before she's as liberated as Veronica and Evie, thinking about renovating the house they're going to look at could help push her thinking to becoming more liberated and liberating. I awoke spooned against Ashley. The house was dark and we were covered by an afghan. We must have fallen asleep after I pleasured her. My cock was stiffening and was pressed between her thighs and her labia. I woke her while caressing her breasts and whispered in her ear. "Let's go up stairs sweetheart." She mumbled something then started to awaken. We sat up and I led her to our bed. Veronica and Mary Claire were snuggled in the middle and when I pulled the sheet down to help Ashley into bed next to Mary Claire I saw that they were both clad in very short, very sheer gowns. As I climbed in on the other side Veronica awoke a bit and snuggled into me. "Where're Carol and Katrina?" I asked. "Bonding in Katrina's bed," she replied with a sleepy smile. "By the way, Carol wears the same ring size as me, give you any ideas?" Dear readers, I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but future chapters may be published sooner in the months ahead. I'll put the submission date on my bio page and they'll usually be published three days after that date. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd still like to especially hear from any female readers. Any thoughts on how to publish character pictures would also be appreciated. Any Chance We Could Ch. 36 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Monday, October 29 Carol had her arm draped over my chest as I awoke, her red mane spread across both our pillows. Her eyes fluttered open, "I love you and good morning." Before I could respond Veronica turned on her side and put her arm across my chest saying, "I love you too handsome. When did you come to bed?" "Somewhere around eleven, but Carol wasn't here then. And I love both of you. I need to get up for an early meeting and then get back here, hopefully well before nine-thirty. Anyone up for a shower with me?" "I will if it's okay with you," said Carol looking at Veronica. "Be my guest sweetheart. I'll take one with Mary Claire," she sleepily replied followed by a yawn. Carol and I both peed and brushed our teeth while the shower warmed up. "Feel like a good morning fuck?" she asked as she stepped in before me. Before I closed the door she had her hands against the shower wall, her legs spread, her ass sticking back at me and grinning with her face turned to me. My instant erection parted her red haired labia and after moving my head along her slit for a moment, I slowly entered her. "Oh, God, that feels so nice first thing in the morning. Push hard, tickle my cervix," she panted. I did as she asked then she demanded as she looked down, "Now hard, ... fuck me hard." I began to pound her hoping that she'd keep her arms straight so I wouldn't drive her head into the wall. After seven or eight minutes just as my legs started to weaken, she began to moan, shudder, then deeply sigh. As she came down from her orgasm I continued to deeply stroke in and out of her at a little slower pace. She reached for my balls and as she caressed them I felt my own climax coming. I spurted deeply within her. I pulled out, she turned around and we embraced. She cooed, "That was so nice, so very nice. I've wanted you inside me since I got here yesterday afternoon. I'll wash your hair if you do mine. I think that's very sexy." At seven thirty Veronica's cell rang and after retrieving it from her purse she answered it. "Oh, Hi Evie. ... Just fine. ... Sure. ...Do you want to come here? ... You have my address ... good ... I'll see you at nine. Scott's got something he needs to take care of at the office so he'll join us as soon as he can. ... We do have a situation we'd like to talk to you about in addition to our wedding. ... No, we'll talk when you get here. ... By the way, Hazel is a different person. Girl, you do good work. ... See you at nine." Looking at me she said, "You heard the change in meeting place. Someone ran into a light pole near the church and the power's out for the next several hours, so we'll meet here." "Great, I'll see you as soon as possible," I said as I grabbed my briefcase and headed out the door. Do you know how long it takes to get out the door when you get the pleasure of embracing and kissing five of the most beautiful women in the world? At least ten to fifteen minutes, that's how long. As I finally exited I kidded myself, Like any other tough job, someone's got to do it. Katrina and Ashley left a few minutes later for their separate campuses. They were both trying decide who would transfer to whose college or if they would both transfer to Washington University for the Spring semester. Veronica's dark blue pinstripe suit and white blouse fit Carol very well. Tan stockings and navy pumps finished the picture. As I fondled her ass she said, "Sorry. Pantyhose. I'm more comfortable with them at the office." "I'm leaving at nine forty-five, but should be back in time for lunch," announced Mary Claire from the kitchen sink. After leaving our driveway, I called Veronica and asked her to think about getting matching rings for Carol. I was sure she wasn't expecting them, but I told her, "If we're going to do this, let's do it right." I mentioned it was something I wanted to do but I insisted that we should still talk to Evie because she may see some issues we should consider. When I got to the office, Grace's desk was unoccupied so I called down for Cheryl and asked if she could continue to fill in for the next few days. I don't know how she got up to Grace's desk so fast but she was grinning from ear to ear when she arrived. She followed me into my office with a fresh carafe of coffee and poured me a cup. Picking up Emerson's two page summary of his projections for Citigroup I nodded to her, "Pour one for yourself as well, and good morning." As I flipped to the second page I noticed that Cheryl was wearing a white blouse, camel colored knee length skirt with matching pumps and light taupe stockings. She did look sharp. The outfit accentuated her wonderful figure. "I don't know how to begin to thank you for Saturday but I enjoyed meeting your family and I think they enjoyed meeting mine. The evening's sexy fun carried over to Sunday and if I hadn't taken a nap yesterday morning when we got home I'd have probably overslept this morning." She smiled and paused while she sipped her coffee as I put down the report. "We enjoyed 'having' all of you and you can expect more invitations soon, but now to business. We'll save the rest of our discussion of pleasure for later. Right now call HR and get the four checks I requested Friday. Then make sure Emerson's available and we'll talk to the three guys individually for no more than fifteen minutes each in this office. Schedule them as soon as you can. Sorry to sound so brusque, I don't feel that way, and I do want to talk to you about the weekend but I need to get these things done as soon as possible. Veronica and I have an appointment with our minister at nine and I'd like to be there as close to that as possible. And you look absolutely 'tasty' this morning." "Thank you. You're quite a man, Scott and the women in your family are wonderful, sexy, smart, beautiful, and fourteen other adjectives. Again, thanks for asking us to visit your home. Martin arrived in HR about twenty minutes ago. I'll call him right now and let you know who's coming when in a few minutes." After checking with Emerson she called Jim Rose, Frank Mankowicz, and Gordon Keller. Within ten minutes she was back in my office with the checks and a sheet of paper with the three names and the arrival times for each. Incredibly efficient, I thought tucking that away in my mind. Perhaps we ought to hire her as well as Lauren I privately mused. She'd probably like the fringe benefits as well as me and the rest of my family. Emerson couldn't stop smiling as he walked into my office. "An incredible, just incredible weekend," he said. "I'm glad we're retiring." "Who's retiring?" asked Jim as Cheryl ushered him in the door. As she left she closed it and I invited Jim to sit on the couch, "Uh, oh, this can't be good news." "It is." I began. "Our pending deal with Citigroup has gone through and we close on Wednesday. You've been with us since our first year and over the years I think we've rewarded you handsomely for your contributions to the success of this firm. We have one last reward," I smiled as I picked up the check and stood to hand it to him. "Here's a check for a million bucks, grossed up to one point five to cover your taxes. It's a special bonus and per our agreement with Citi they're not to count it as a prepayment on this year's bonus." Jim was elated and we talked a few more minutes before again thanking him. With a grin running from ear to ear he shook our hands vigorously before he left. Frank was next and I guess he missed seeing Jim grinning as he left the office. Cheryl had 'parked ' all three in Emerson's office. While waiting for Cheryl to show him in I handed his check to Emerson for presentation as Frank had worked more closely with Emerson. Frank was as elated as Jim had been and before he left he asked, "What're you guys going to do now?" We told him that we were going to get reacquainted with our families, travel, do some volunteer work, and pursue some hobbies. Emerson also presented the check to Gordon who announced that he too was going to retire very soon. His thirty-six year old daughter who was living in California had fallen seriously ill after a business trip to Thailand and his wife was there now caring for her. It looked to be a long term recovery and he wanted to be with them. We encouraged him to do it sooner than later, noting we'd both found out how close we'd come to losing some very important people in our lives. We wished him the very best and on a successful outcome of his daughter's recovery. Both Emerson and I gave him our private email addresses so that he could keep in touch with us. I really liked Gordon. He was quiet analytical man who was serious about his family and had provided consistently sound advice to us. As Gordon left Cheryl mentioned that the Citigroup transition team was on the way from the airport and would be here in about half an hour. "Can you handle them today?" I asked Emerson. "With Cheryl's help I'm sure I can. Enjoy whatever you're leaving to do and let's talk this evening," he said as I finished the half cup of coffee. "Cheryl, I'll call you later, okay?" I asked. "Can't wait, I'd love to talk to you," she smiled. Emerson gave me a querulous look, shrugged his shoulders and said "Later, partner," as he left my office. "Are you coming back today?" asked Cheryl as I walked by her desk. "Oh, here's an email from Grace with an attachment. The subject is 'Confirmation of Retirement'. "I knew it was coming. Please get a copy to HR and I'll get her check to her as soon as I talk to her again," I said. "Confirm that HR has gotten a letter from Citigroup relative to her pension and continuing health coverage. Coming back? Probably not. You know how to reach me if you need me. I'll be at home the rest of the morning, then again after three. See you in the morning," I smiled at Cheryl as I walked toward the elevator. As I got part way to the elevator I turned and asked Cheryl to get Jared to pack my personal belongings and to arrange for them to be delivered to my home tomorrow. ## Veronica had put on her shortest black skirt, a pale lavender semi-sheer blouse over a pale lavender half cup bra. Her g-string and garter belt were both a darker lavender and her seamed stockings were as well. She wore the shoes from the San Francisco trip. As she turned between the pier mirror and the mirror on her closet door she noticed that her stocking welt was no more than a quarter of an inch under her skirt. Perfect. Looking at the time, she touched on a few drops of her perfume and went downstairs. "Mary Claire would you start a new pot of coffee. Thanks sweetie." "Wow, and who're you meeting this morning. You look absolutely delicious. Who ever he is you'll have to fight him off with a stick," grinned Mary Claire. "It's not a him, it's Evie, and thanks." "Who's Evie?" puzzled Mary Claire. "She's the minister who's going to marry us. She has two daughters, Abigail and Samantha who've played ball against Katrina and Ashley and whom we met at church yesterday." replied Veronica. "You're dressing that way for a minister?" Mary Claire gasped. Veronica merely winked and grinned as she sat down on the living room sofa to glance through an interior decorating magazine. Veronica answered the door when the bell rang and ushered Evie in. As soon as Mary Claire saw her she said, "Hi, Doctor Graham. Fancy seeing you again." She smiled walking toward her, "I didn't realize you were a minister. I thought you were a professor at the university." "Hi, Mary Claire. Can't a woman can be both? Do you live here?" asked Evie. "Yes for now. It's a long story and I'm sure Mom'll tell you. How do you take your coffee?" "A touch of cream will do, thank you," Evie smiled. Evie was wearing a lightweight calf length coat and Mary Claire offered to take it from her. She set her computer bag and purse on the floor. As she slipped it off, Veronica almost gasped at how sexy she looked. Her brown skirt stopped at mid-thigh, as short as Veronica's. Her tan light-weight sweater was fairly tight, and was stretched across her obviously bra-less breasts. Her stockings had a subtle pattern and she wore three inch heel burgundy pumps. "Would you like to sit in the den or the living room?" asked Veronica with a catch in her voice. "You choose. Is Scott here yet?" Evie asked. "The den it is then. He'll be here as soon as he can," replied Veronica with a bit steadier voice. As they walked into the den Evie got close enough to Veronica that they were able to catch each other's scents. Together they said, "Mmmm. Love your perfume," and laughed. "Jinx," quickly giggled Veronica. They stood and chatted for a moment before Evie set the laptop bag next to the coffee table and sat on the couch. Her skirt immediately rode up almost to the top of her stocking and she made no effort to try to tug it down. As Veronica was turning to sit in a wingback across from her Evie said, "I'm going to have Scott take the 'characteristics inventory' and then we can compare them." After a pause she smiled, "I enjoy looking at you, Veronica. I did in our first meeting. I hope this skirt length's okay." Veronica's skirt had also ridden up enough so that the garter clasps were visible. "You're a very beautiful woman," she replied. Crossing her legs she smiled, "I hope mine's acceptable to you as well. I love your legs." "Thank you," responded Evie. "Oh my," Mary Claire uttered as she brought in two mugs of coffee. She poured the coffee while stealing admiring glances at Evie. A minute later she silently left the room. Evie and Veronica talked in some generalities about the wedding, time, place, how Veronica expected it to unfold and the special ceremony at the Jewel Box for their daughters. After thirty minutes or so and shortly before Mary Claire left I returned, dropped my briefcase and my jaw while taking off my blazer. I walked directly to Veronica, kissed her, then stuck out my hand to Evie as I walked toward her. "Nice to see you again Evie," I said looking into her face. "Nice stockings." "Why thank you Scott, I didn't think you'd notice, but I'm glad you did," grinned Evie. "I'd like you to complete this characteristics inventory." She noted the querulous look on my face as I said, "I have some questions that I need to ask. But later will do." "You may work at your own pace. There's no time limit and we'll talk as you do." She scooted forward to unzip the bag, which pushed her skirt above the top of her stockings and showed a lot of bare thigh. She looked at Scott and realized what he was looking at. She neither said nor did nothing to adjust her skirt. Instead she continued to set the computer on the table and turn it on. If anything her thighs and knees moved a little further apart. As soon as it was booted and she opened the program, turned it toward me then scooted back and her skirt returned to mid-welt. "My g-string is taupe. Does that answer one of your questions?" she asked softly looking from under her eyebrows as I tapped a key answering a question. Clearing my throat, I said, "Yes, I have others, but thank you for that answer." Hoping my erection wasn't too obvious. "We've had a bit of a conundrum come up this weekend. Actually it's been brewing since Carol first met Scott," began Veronica. "Carol? Is that Carol McDonough?" asked Evie. "She's the one who put us together, right? What's the puzzle?" I quietly listened as I quickly answered one question after another on the computer. "She and I go all the way back to college and graduate school. Since the last weeks of our Junior year we've been lovers and good friends. When I met Scott and introduced him to her she fell in love with him too. We've talked and talked about it, and it kinda came to a head last week when she spent the night with Scott while I was out of town. She told him that she wanted to be my wife and his as well. She wants to be a part of our marriage. Can you or are you willing to help us work through this? We both love her dearly," said Veronica running out of breath. "Did you know she was sleeping with Scott while you were out of town?" asked Evie. "Yes. I set it up. He took her and her niece to dinner and they both slept over. Erin, her niece who's bi, slept with Mary Claire. He slept with our girls and Carol in our bed. I didn't want him to be alone while I was gone. He offered to buy a big dog but I thought he'd enjoy Carol far more than a hairy beast. In fact on the first night I was gone he slept with Mary Claire and her mother ... with my blessing and knowledge I should add," explained Veronica. "I'm pleased to hear it happened with your knowledge and blessing. Faithfulness is a necessity for a marriage to be a sound and happy one. Contrary to how many define it, faithfulness doesn't mean being intimate only with each other. Rather it means never being intimate with others without your spouse's knowledge and blessing. Do you often share your bed with other women? With other men?" asked Evie in a non-judgmental tone. "Women yes, men no, except for Scott, that is," smiled Veronica. "And both of you are comfortable with this?" asked Evie. "Yes," I replied as I answered question forty-two. "And I'll be comfortable with Veronica sleeping with another man as long as he's married and his wife is present or clearly knows, and I have prior knowledge or she tells me afterwards. In fact there are two men that she's eyeing and drooling over with my approval." "I'm not drooling," Veronica playfully protested as I answered two more questions on the computer. "Right! You should see her Evie. One is our contractor. When she knows the contractor's about to arrive she runs around changing her clothes and preens for him. She gets giddy when he looks at her. The other is my long-time best friend and business partner. I know my partner's wife, in fact so do you, Hazel Jacobson. The contractor is Dave Hawks who says he doesn't get involved with active clients." At the mention of Dave Hawks Evie glanced up but was able to mask her emotion. "I see," she replied feeling her pussy getting damp. "We don't know if anything will ever happen. He'll likely be no more than eye candy for Veronica and the other women in our home. We not only don't know his wife but we don't know his wife's name. So we're uncertain what could ever come of it," I noted. Veronica giggled, "I'm not the only girl in this house who wants to jump his bones. Evie, you should see Dave. He has a fantastic tight ass. His arms and chest are nicely ripped. From what I can notice his package is probably as nice as Scott's. And to top it off, he has a wonderful personality. I've dreamed of him pounding his hard cock into me. I truly hope his wife appreciates what she has in her bed to make love to and to wake-up to." I noticed Evie nod before she replied, "It sounds like he's as much of a hunk as you, Scott." I felt my face flush. At that moment Evie's cell rang, she retrieved it from her purse, looked at it and said, "Excuse me a moment." She stood and walked with one leg crossing the other causing her sexy hips to dance nicely as she moved into the foyer. "I apologize, let's try for tomorrow, same time, Bye." "The church office had a question about how long to stay without power," she said walking back in and sat down crossing her legs again causing the skirt to rise above the welt. I noticed that the time on my computer screen was 10:02 "How does Carol know you?" asked Veronica re-crossing her legs and revealing a bit of her bare thigh as well. "Ahh, I hope this doesn't bother you, but we move in the same lifestyle circle," Evie softly replied. "I don't share that fact with anyone outside the circle but from your behavior and little statements you've made I trust that you understand why. I hope that it doesn't change your opinion of me or make you want to seek another minister to do your wedding." Any Chance We Could Ch. 36 Veronica and I exchanged looks of understanding as Veronica began, "Our opinion has changed. But more positively. If we hadn't heard the passion and compassion in your sermon yesterday, perhaps our views may have changed more negatively. You've nothing to worry about." "Evie, other than for a wedding or funeral I'd not been to a church for over seven years until yesterday. I don't consider myself religious nor would I have ever considered myself as having a minister, but this morning I referred to you as 'our minister', and after I said it I realized that it was true. You're my minister and I'm sure Veronica concurs. You've made a strong impression on us." "I can't agree more with Scott. And now knowing that you understand and aren't judgmental about our unique family and intimacy preferences, I'm even happier that you're not just doing our wedding but you are our minister. Let me assure you that Carol didn't tell us how she knew you, but that we would both come to love you. It was in a separate conversation that she said that if we took her into our family she'd withdraw from the lifestyle. Neither of us connected the two conversations together." Evie laughed and smiled, "Carol must seriously be in love to make that offer. I thought she'd never marry. My husband has said that if she ever did marry it would be to a very special person." "I can see why," Veronica nodded. "We seem to have gotten a bit off track. Scott have you finished the inventory?" asked Evie, again scooting forward causing her skirt to slide even further up her legs clearly revealing her taupe g-string to us. I handed the laptop to her and she put it on the coffee table parting her knees a bit in the process. She began keying and after a few minutes said "Ahh," and looked up. "I've only seen such a close match once before. A few with strong correlations but other than you and one other couple none have been this close. You're very well suited for each other. If you remain sensitive to each other's needs, continue to communicate freely with each other, invest time to grow with each other along similar paths and keep your passion for the other aflame, I believe you'll have a long and happy marriage." "Is the other couple happily married?" I asked. "Very happily married, very much in love," Evie replied. Looking into Veronica's happy eyes and smiling face she continued, "The only divergence is that Veronica is strongly bi-sexual and you aren't at all Scott. The inventory indicates that you're both willing to explore your own sexuality and that you desire for your partner to do so as well. It indicates that you are willing to sacrifice or defer some of your own interests so that the other can grow emotionally, socially and professionally. This level of self-giving love is very commendable. Hmmm, both of you score low in the tendency toward the jealousy characteristic which means that both of you are not naturally prone to jealousy about the other. It also indicates your personality types though different, do fit nicely. Studies I've read indicate that your combination of personality types usually nicely mesh. Given that both of you have a natural self-giving nature the fit is even stronger. "This inventory is not a guarantee or a predictor. It measures how you view yourselves, each other, your relationship goals and to a limited degree your desires at this point in time. Overall, what I see here is impressive. Matches like this sure make premarital counseling much easier and much shorter. Now, let's talk a bit about expectations and family." At Evie's prompting we were led into a conversation that elicited answers that didn't surprise either of us. We'd already discussed most of the matters early in our relationship. As our short exchange about having children concluded Veronica asked, "The other couple who was as close a match us, do you still keep track of them and is their marriage in keeping with what you observed." Seeing Evie glance down and blush Veronica added, "Oh, I see. I'm happy for you." Changing topics Evie firmly spoke. "About Carol, if you both think you can handle another adult, a female adult, in your household and bed and she's willing to give it a try you'll be engaging in polyamory. It'd be a shared love between more than two people and brings in complexities. I've known of couples who've had another woman live in their home for a period of time, but none were formalized with vows. I think the longest lasted a little over fifteen months. A factor may have been that none were expecting anything long term. That said, I've read stories of long-term happy marriages with multiple wives. I've just not personally met any, at least knowingly. "Would Carol be considered an equal by you Veronica to your position in the home? And would she be viewed as an equal to Veronica by you Scott? Or would one be your primary love and partner, and the other secondary? I've known Carol for a good number of years and I never thought she'd ever settle down. She loves her freedom and independence, and she has a wild streak too. While she's often easy going, she has drive and a strong personality. There are times when she can be stubborn. You need to discuss with her how she'd feel taking a secondary position which I suspect would happen and which you are likely to expect Veronica. If Carol sees herself as an equal to Veronica in ruling the home you may find that you've added a blatant explosive element to your marriage. I can't see two women ruling the home or the bedroom. One should be significantly dominant in nature, which Veronica I believe you are naturally inclined to be but it would need to be more developed, while the other should be more subservient. For the peace of the home and the stability of the marriage, a clearly understood pecking order, if we can call it that, should be in place along with a clear division of responsibilities. "Have you thought about the practical logistics of your bedroom life with a third person? Scott, how would you feel if the two women wanted to spend a night together without you? Or Veronica, what if Scott would want to spend a night alone with Carol...how would you feel? "What happens if two want to be intimate but the third is not interested? Does the third watch, stay in the den watching television or reading and then crawl into bed later? Two spending the night together will happen. Frankly, while I don't ever see my husband and I being in such a relationship, I would expect to spend nights alone with him without the other woman. I'm certain she'd have the same emotional need to maintain her bond with her husband just as I would. And if she and I were lovers, which I would desire, I think we'd also want time to bond and express our love for each other without our husband present. Scott would you be willing to sleep alone while your two wives are affirming their love for each other and spending the night cuddled together without you? "I read a story not long ago of a man in Texas in a marital situation with three women. The master suite is where he sleeps every night. The women have established a secondary bedroom decorated to their tastes where one or more may spend the night without their husband. Two or three times a week, one or more of the wives are sleeping in the secondary bedroom. Let me ask, will you have a master suite that's Scott's primary bedroom but a second bedroom with a more feminine décor for the nights when you ladies want to be alone or for when one wife is spending the night alone with Scott? Outside of making love, what happens when one is ill? I could go on and on but you're intelligent people and can see the various issues just from the handful of questions I just asked. "You don't have to answer those questions right now, but there are several good books available. One which comes to mind is The Ethical Slut: A Guide to Infinite Sexual Possibilities which is a guide to polyamory, open relationships and other adventures. I suggest that you pick up a copy ... or you may borrow mine. I suggest that you give it a trial period before you make a formal commitment. I've never come close to the kind of relationship you're contemplating. While I know such a marriage can be healthy, dynamic and life-long for all those involved, and we have examples of such marriages throughout human history and across various cultures, it will take a great deal of work and self-giving from all parties. Though I certainly don't mind my husband being intimate with other women, I can't imagine sharing him with another woman in such a regular and more permanent basis. Yet I find myself excited by such a bold and loving relationship that you two are contemplating. Now then, the answer is unquestionably yes. I'll be glad and honored to officiate if you all decide it's for you," smiled Evie. "But I will not do it as part of your legal ceremony. Also, Carol'll have to take the inventory and undergo premarital counseling too." She then summarized and remarked that in watching us interact she knew we were deeply in love and full of respect for each other. In wrapping up she reaffirmed when the rehearsal was scheduled and made a note in her laptop and on her Blackberry. She also wanted to talk to our girls to determine their level of commitment and promised she wouldn't reveal the surprise ceremony we'd planned but she would through her conversations determine if they were ready to exchange vows. Veronica suggested that she'd have one or the other of them get in touch with her to discuss 'step-children in second marriages'. Evie agreed that would be a natural starting point and could easily move them into other areas. As she stood to leave Evie asked if she could use the bathroom and as she walked out of the den to the first floor bath we both watched her shapely ass sway. "You'd like to do her, wouldn't you? God I can tell how hard you are without even touching you," giggled Veronica. "Yeah, but the question is who of us would like to fuck her first," I laughed. Evie came back into the room, unfettered breasts nicely moving under her sweater. "What's going on by the pool?" she asked as she looked through the kitchen sliding door. "They're tearing down the garage to make room for a new addition that's going to be completed during our honeymoon, so as they say 'pardon our dust'," I smiled. "Make sure Katrina or Ashley call me, and please call me if you have any questions. That number's my cell." Veronica retrieved her coat from the hall closet and helped her on with it. As she did she couldn't help but smell her wonderful scent. As Evie shrugged on the coat Veronica smoothed her shoulders and arms and noticed that Evie seemed to shiver a bit. "It's been a pleasure and I look forward to our next meeting," she said as she extended her hand to each of us. As Evie drove out the driveway she noticed some of the trucks had signage on the sides which she recognized as some of the sub-contractors that her husband usually used. I embraced Veronica and asked, "Rings for Carol? Ceremony with Carol?" "Let's wait on the ceremony 'til after our honeymoon. I don't mind giving her a ring, except for one condition," smiled Veronica. "Which is?" "I know you could afford a moon rock now but it's got to be smaller than mine. Is that petty?" "No, and I understand. Evie's right that we need to think through the various dynamics and there needs to be some clearly understood ground rules. As for a pecking order, Carol needs to understand that you, my love, are the queen of the home and my life. While I love her, you my dear love are forever my queen and soul mate." Veronica kissed me on the lips and when the kiss ended I asked, "Want to go on a quick shopping trip with me?" "To Dupree's?" "No," I said. "To Schiller's to get a camera for Mary Claire." "Any special reason?" asked Veronica. "No, she's a good photographer so I thought I'd get her a professional model like mine. I'm sure they've improved over the last four or so years since I bought that one. Do you want one too?" I asked. "Sure, how about a high end point and shoot?" "Whatever you desire. Maybe one for Carol too." "Let me change my top and skirt and we'll go." "I like what you're wearing but okay. I can always get under your skirt," I grinned pulling her to me and caressing her firm ass. "Want some help?" "Always," she swished her ass at me as she walked in front of me up the stairs. She took off her blouse and skirt and replaced them with a white cotton blouse and knee length linen skirt. "I'm surprised you didn't throw me on the bed and fuck my brains out," grinned Veronica as I watched her finish with the zipper on her skirt. "Not on an empty stomach, we'll probably have time before Marty gets here. That is today isn't it?" We were in the foyer when Mary Claire walked in the front door with an irritated look on her face. "What's with the downcast look sweetheart," asked Veronica. "I was supposed to meet someone today at ten and got brushed off. Where're you going?" "Schiller's . Want to come?" "Sure, right now?" On the drive to Schiller's Veronica and I discussed Evie. She began chiding me that perhaps she'd like to do me as much as I'd like to do her. "Well, I did notice that she appears to be wearing a nipple ring on the left side. I wonder if she has two or just one. There must be a reason why she was braless. The leg show; whose benefit was that for?" I smiled. "At the end of our last visit she encouraged me to wear a short skirt and she said she would wear one as well, so I guess for both of us," concluded Veronica. "That really was a short skirt. I noticed it when I brought in the coffee. She has very nice legs and a delightfully full ass. When I first met her at the university she had on a long skirt and flats. She's a pretty woman," piped up Mary Claire. "I didn't realize she was a minister. As a humanist I don't care much for religion or clergy, but I do like her." "Until yesterday I was of the same mind Mary Claire. When I heard her preach, her message was simple, not moralizing and challenged us to have a generous and kind spirit towards others. I appreciated the simple yet moving reminder," I added. "I wonder how many children she has? I got the impression that Abi and Sam were the only two but obviously there's Gloria as well. I guess we'll find out in due time," said Veronica. As we drove I took this opportunity to outline a job for Lauren and suggest that we talk to her. Veronica chided me, "You just want to get into her pants." "No. You could always talk her into that. I'm serious. Someone with her background could be very valuable to us, tax planning and preparation, her many CPA skills, personal trainer, martial arts we could use someone like that. We're going to start a charitable foundation and she could be a good director. I think Grace has been swept away by some family problems. I don't expect to hear from her until the end of the week. Anyway the scope of the job as I see it is beyond Grace's capabilities." We walked into Schiller's and I led my two women back to the Nikon department where we were greeted by my regular salesman, Al Froebel. After meeting Veronica, my wife, and Mary Claire, he asked, "I'm glad you dropped by Scott, your cameras are probably eighty percent finished. Do you want to take some with you today?" "No, we're going to do a heavy remodel at the house and I'd like to pick them up after the twenty-sixth of next month. I want to get a couple of Nikons like mine and Veronica wants a high end point and shoot." He took two boxed Nikons out of the case behind him and set them on the counter. He also stacked up two filters for each, six memory cards and one long zoom lens. He then put six display cameras on the counter and began explaining the features of each. "Who're the Nikons for Dad," asked Mary Claire. "One for you, and one for Carol," I smiled. "You're kidding. ... No you're not are you? Wow, thanks and it's not even my birthday," said Mary Claire hugging me and kissing my cheek. Veronica and Mary Claire took a couple of the demonstrator models outside and took several pictures of each other and cars in the parking lot. After viewing the shots in the display they brought the cameras back in and asked for eight by ten prints of twelve of the shots from the cameras. Within ten minutes the prints were ready and all three of us agreed that the recommended model was quite acceptable. Al scanned everything and the final total on the screen was just shy of fifteen thousand five hundred dollars. I paid with my debit card and Al bagged everything and walked out to the car with us and thanked me again. I reminded him that after the twenty-sixth I'd be equipping my new studio and asked if he'd put together a list of equipment keeping in mind that all my lights needed to be replaced and the studio dimensions would be about twenty by forty with a ten foot ceiling. "Did you call Dupree?" asked Veronica. "No, will you call him now?" and I handed her my phone. After talking briefly with his clerk she said, "Thanks, we'll get them there. ... No that's okay, just leave them for Scott. ... Thanks again, bye." "They're being delivered as we speak. The courier is taking them to your office so we can go get them now, but I'm hungry. Can you bring them home tomorrow or run down there after you drop me off. Marty's supposed to arrive at two and it's already twelve forty-five. Pull into that Subway up there." We went in and ordered, ate inside and Mary Claire perused the Nikon manual while Veronica and I tried to remember some of the unfinished items on Carol's list. "By the way, Mary Claire, Carol's moving in with us. She'd like to help you cook, too." "For how long, not cooking, but for how long is she moving in with us?" "At least until the wedding, then we'll see," replied Veronica. "Hmm, we'll all enjoy that, she's a fun lady, and a good lover. Thanks again for the camera and stuff Dad. Not to look a gift horse in the mouth, but why?" she smiled. "You've shown a lot of talent while using mine, so to learn more I gave you a camera of equal quality to mine. You've got a great eye for composition, just like Veronica has one has for posing models. You both have talents that complement each other. When I get the studio equipped and running we can make it a family affair at least until you start classes," I explained. After getting in the car she asked, "You didn't do it just to get into my panties, huh?" "Mary Claire! Of course not. He knows he can get into your panties just by dropping his zipper," Veronica laughed. "Yeah, that's so right," agreed a broadly grinning Mary Claire. After I helped Veronica and Mary Claire get out I told them I was going to run by the office and get the rings and would be back a bit later, probably after Marty arrived. I told her to call me if she needed me to return home sooner. Mary Claire asked if she could go with me and before I could reply she was in the front seat grinning with her skirt very high on her thighs. Veronica leaned in and kissed us both and said, "Drive carefully. That's a dangerous distraction sitting next to you." Mary Claire's legs were as distracting as Veronica's but since it was daylight I had to be mindful of how high my fingers crept up her bare thigh. On the drive she read portions of the Nikon manual aloud so I could help her interpret what they meant. She talked a bit more about wanting to go to college and she kept in physical contact with me by touching my arm, hand or neck. I can't imagine why her parents ignored her. She's a delightful, intelligent, entertaining, sexy young woman. Then I recalled that not long ago I was on the same road with Katrina, too busy with work and life to appreciate my own daughter. Any Chance We Could Ch. 36 We parked in the garage and went through the lobby to the elevator. There were several of my young male employees just returning from lunch and there was certainly a lot of testosterone drifting Mary Claire's way. Many of them spoke to me as we got on the elevator. Finally I announced, "This is Mary Claire my long lost daughter," laughing. We approached Cheryl and she walked around the desk and hugged Mary Claire. "So nice to see you again," she effused. "Scott, I have your package locked in the safe, do you want it now? And, oh, Emerson wanted me to call you, but go on in." "Yes, I'll take it when I leave. Is he alone?" I asked. "No, the new CFO from Citigroup is with him, but I think they're ready to break up," Cheryl replied. I walked in and as I did the man and the woman sitting on the couch across from Emerson rose. I extended my hand introducing myself to Claude Genervase and Margaret Wilson. I also introduced Mary Claire as my daughter. "We look forward to a smooth transition on Wednesday morning," smiled Claude. "Margaret's our EA and Cheryl's been very helpful. I understand that your long-term EA retired this morning. Everyone we've spoken to today has been helpful and gracious. You've run a very efficient and tight ship." "Thanks, we've been picky about who we've employed, and it's paid off for us and our clients. Forgive me for interrupting and also for not being here earlier. A couple of pressing family matters needed my attention outside the office this morning. Do you need to spend some time with me now or would tomorrow morning work as well?" I asked. "Emerson and his wife have asked us to dinner tonight, Margaret and I, as well as Jack and Michael who're in your back office department now. I think tomorrow morning will be fine. I look forward to seeing you then, eight-thirty good?" smiled Claude. "Yes." I looked at Emerson and said, "Cheryl said you wanted to talk to me?" As we entered my office Emerson closed the door, looked Mary Claire up and down and said, "Nice to see you again sweetheart, thanks for yesterday. Can you and Veronica join us tonight? I'll change the reservation if you can. I'd be more comfortable with you there. Those are a sharp bunch of guys and I don't want to misspeak anything about some of the clients that you've handled on your own." "We'll be there. Where and when?" "Seven. A private room at the club, so I guess I really don't need to change anything other than the number of chairs. I've got a lot of personal things to talk to you about as well, maybe the four of us could hang back after dinner? I've had Cheryl arrange a limo for them." I took out my cell and called Veronica. "Hi, lover, up for a dinner out tonight? ... Four people from Citi, Emerson and Hazel. ... At the club at seven. ... Good. ... Just after we left, huh, well timing is everything. ... I've a few things to talk to Emerson about then I'll be home. ... I love you too, bye." Emerson and I talked for about an hour. As we did Mary Claire visited with Cheryl, and when I walked out of the office to leave Cheryl handed me the package from Dupree. "Ooh, can I look?" asked Mary Claire. "As soon as we get home, I want Veronica to be the first to see them." I smiled. "Yesterday was fun wasn't it? Do you suppose Hazel is going to loosen up more? If she does, can I let Emerson fuck me?" asked Mary Claire with a coquettish look on her face. "Hazel's change in the last week has been phenomenal. I hope she continues her liberation. And yes you may fuck Emerson, but make sure he's told Hazel and has her permission. You liked his dick yesterday, eh?" I grinned. "Very much, you seemed to enjoy Hazel's tits and Carol loved eating her out. When do we see them again? Soon?" As we parked on the gravel verge near the remains of the garage floor, I asked Mary Claire if she recognized the red Miata parked in the grass. Then I realized it must belong to Marty. ## Veronica had changed back into the skirt and blouse she'd worn with Evie. Marty had arrived at two and after exchanging hugs and gentle ass touching, Veronica led her to the couch in the den. After offering and getting iced teas, Veronica sat next to Marty and as she turned her torso and legs to face Marty, her skirt rode way past the stocking top and exposed two inches of her bare thigh. Marty gasped and said, "You have beautiful legs. You're such a beautiful woman." "Thanks. You're dressed quite becomingly yourself. I like your hair styled down and flipped. Did you do something to bring out the red highlights? Your makeup so nicely emphasizes your eyes and I now see where Katrina got her beauty. Last time you were here you were dressed very casually, jeans, cross trainers. The high heels really make your legs look nice," smiled Veronica. Marty stood and while saying, "May I?" bent to grasp the hem of her knee length full skirt and began to lift it, not stopping at the tops of her dark tan seamed stockings but lifting it to her waist. Smiling she slowly turned revealing her black g-string, an ass that Veronica was just going to have to touch in the flesh, and an obviously shaved pussy. "Your daughter certainly got her legs and ass from you too," sighed Veronica as she reached out and put her hand on the inside of Marty's thigh above the stocking top. Marty then spread her legs slightly as Veronica smelled her arousal and felt her warmth as she lightly touched the edge of her labia. "Oh, my," smiled Marty. "I think I got your attention. When last we met you surely got mine. I've worked on my appearance. I've been shopping." Veronica watched her swallow before Marty looked into her eyes and said, "I'd like to share your bed." "We can do that. I'm surprised that you're so sexual. I was led to understand that you were on the edge of frigid when you and Scott were married," frowned Veronica. "That was very true. Lots of water under the bridge since then. Is he coming home soon?" "Probably by four, why?" "There are many things I'd like to explain to both of you, and Katrina. With the help of a counselor friend who helped me in the past I've been evaluating my life since I got unengaged and I'd like to see if you think it's headed in the right direction. That last relationship kind of got me off track. Oh, don't worry," said Marty seeing a look of consternation on Veronica's face. "I'm not looking to get him back. I think I'll like him better married to you. Katrina, in the few conversations we've had since you two got engaged, has sounded more alive and joyful than she ever has. She speaks in glowing terms about you and your daughter. I know she's in a home full of loving and caring and I don't want to do anything to change that." At that Veronica stood and dragged her fingertips up Marty's g-string with enough pressure that Marty involuntarily twitched saying "Oh, that's nice. Please, can we go to your bed now? I'd like to see you, all of you and I'd like you to see me. Would you like to do that?" purred Marty. Standing next to Marty Veronica in four inch heels was three inches taller. "God, you're aggressive. Is that new too?" asked Veronica. "Since meeting you two weeks ago and deciding that I'd like to make love to my ex-husband's future wife, yes it is. It took me since our last meeting to get up the courage to do this. I talked to some friends in Kansas City about how to do this. They recommended that I dress this way because you do. Perhaps you have some of the same fetishes that I left unfulfilled for Scott. You're bi, aren't you?" "Yes," cooed Veronica. "Very much so." Taking Marty's hand she led her up the stairs and on the way up dropped her hand to fondle Marty's ass through her skirt. As they entered the bedroom, Marty stopped to admire the bed and the carvings on the headboard. "We call it Bryce Field," grinned Veronica as she touched the camera switch. Seeing the green light, Marty smiled and asked, "You're going to film us? If you are, I'd like a copy." She raised her hands to Veronica's breasts and gently squeezed and asked, "What kind of bra are you wearing? I felt bare nipples, but an underwire as well." "Unbutton me and find out," smiled Veronica. After opening all the buttons Marty spread open the front of the blouse and gently touched Veronica's hardened nipples. "Oh, I like that bra, what's it called?" "A half or shelf bra. Both Katrina and Ashley wear them as well, particularly when we dress up for an evening out or just around the house to catch Scott's attention." "Do they wear stockings or pantyhose, heels too? Short skirts?" asked Marty as she leaned into Veronica and gently kissed and lightly sucked each nipple. "Mmmmm. Yes, to all three, sometimes no skirts. Been times when we've all been topless as well. And a couple of times, just high heels" "Just with the four of you?" murmured Marty caressing one breast while licking the other like an ice cream cone. "No not necessarily. Close friends have been here too. Emerson and his wife were here yesterday and we spent a couple of hours on the pool deck topless. There's just a lot of sexual freedom in our home. It's wonderful and your lips feel wonderful too. May I?" asked Veronica reaching for Marty's blouse buttons. After unbuttoning them, she pulled it out of her waistband and admired the lacy sheer bra that covered Marty's small B cup breasts. Veronica pulled her to her and while kissing her unfastened her bra and slid it down Marty's arms. "Very nice tits," remarked Veronica bending down a bit to take each nipple in her mouth. "Where's the camera?" asked Marty. "I hope it's capturing all of this." "There are three and the coverage is quite good," smiled Veronica pulling Marty into her and lifting her skirt to put her hands on Marty's bare ass. "Unzip it. On the side, let it drop," purred Marty into Veronica's mouth. As Veronica did she felt Marty pulling down her own zipper and felt her skirt sliding down. Veronica spun Marty to put her back against her and began caressing Marty's stomach as well as her breasts. Marty put her hands behind Veronica's neck and tilted her head back to kiss Veronica. As the kiss intensified Veronica put her fingers under the top of Marty's g-string and touched Marty's engorged clit with her fingertip. "Oh, God, can we do this in a horizontal position before I fall down," groaned Marty pulling her g-string down and off. As Veronica released her to climb on the bed, she asked, "Should we close the door?" "That won't stop anyone. We have free access to all the bedrooms in this house, just get up here with me," added Veronica sliding her g-string off. Veronica lightly pushed Marty into a prone position and began kissing and nibbling her down her chest and stomach before laving her very damp slit. She felt Marty touching her leg and accommodatingly turned and straddled Marty's face. After enjoying a mutual orgasm, they sat side by side to recover before they would enjoy each other again. When Mary Claire and I returned, she stayed outside looking for things to photograph. Seeing no one in the den or kitchen I headed up to our bedroom, watching Veronica leaning against the headboard with her hands in Marty's hair while being eaten, I quietly undressed. I quietly climbed behind her and swiftly entered a very wet pussy. As my pelvis hit against her ass she said into Veronica's pussy, "I hope that's someone I know, feels good." Hearing her voice triggered unpleasant recollections and I began forcefully and aggressively slamming into her. She began to whimper, "Not so hard, not so hard." She stopped pleasuring Veronica and turned her head to see who it was. "My God, Scott, please be gentle." I guess my frustrations from our broken marriage had taken over. I pulled out of her and roughly twisted her hips with a low growl to put her on her back next to Veronica who was looking at me with astonishment. As I swiftly entered Marty I saw the word "Monica" tattooed above her slit. I hated that name now and seeing it marking my ex inflamed me further. I was fucking her aggressively for at least thirty seconds before I looked into her eyes as I was pulling back to again roughly drive into her. I saw tears streaming down both sides of her face. I pulled all the way out and knelt between her legs and looked at Veronica who had an alarmed look on her face. "Make love to her, she's Katrina's mother," softly said Veronica. "You respect all women, now respect her." I bent over Marty resting on my hands while I softly kissed her and said, "I'm so, so sorry. Forgive me." I felt like a cad. "Only if you get back inside me," she half-smiled and raised her arms to me. With her offer of forgiveness I reentered her. Veronica reached over, took her hand and began kissing it as I tenderly fucked Marty. Ten minutes later, she came and grasped me to her chest and she was regaining her breath. "Thank you both for inviting me here." A few minutes later I rolled to my back and Marty excused herself to go into the bathroom grabbing her purse on the way. I was still on my back and Veronica had just wrapped her hand around my cock when Katrina came in. Thinking I had just made love to Veronica she climbed on the bed and took me into her mouth. Katrina has developed a nice technique and just as I was about to fill her mouth Marty walked out of the bathroom. Since Katrina's ass was toward the bathroom door and her long hair was obscuring her face neither one saw the other. I came into Katrina's mouth as Marty, her makeup freshened, walked around the foot of the bed, wearing only her garter belt, stockings and heels and climbed on the bed. Katrina looked up while swallowing the last spurt of my come and with wide eyes said, "Mom!" "Hi, baby," smiled Marty. "Been fucking your Dad long?" Veronica protectively pulled Katrina to her breasts and said, "They've been loving each other for awhile, but no intercourse, not yet at least." "Oh, Katrina, I'm so sorry I didn't mean that as a judgment, just a question. Please don't be upset with me." "What are you doing here? Did Dad just fuck you? Was Mom here?" Katrina asked rather loudly. "Who fucked whom?" asked Ashley as she came into the room. "Fucking, who's fucking?" asked Mary Claire walking into the room behind her and carrying her new camera. The front door slammed and I heard Carol's voice asking "Where is everyone?" "Up here," called out Veronica. "Fucking." Marty was getting a 'deer in the headlights' look as Carol walked in the room and they recognized each other. "Hi, Carol," sheepishly said Marty. "Hi, Cathleen, what a nice surprise," replied Carol. Veronica then scooted into a better sitting position against the headboard with her arm still around Katrina. She wryly asked, "Okay, who else is here? The UPS lady? The mailman? Dave Hawks? Emerson? Invite 'em all in, it's a big bed." "Marty, or is it Cathleen now?" I asked. "You've met Veronica, you know Carol obviously. The gorgeous blonde is Ashley, Veronica's daughter, soon to be mine and the outstanding brunette is Mary Claire Peters, a close friend of both girls and the two of us as well. Mary Claire pretty much lives here. Carol is in the process of moving in. I have a question. Who wants a glass of wine? And let's all either get dressed or undressed. My preference is undressed." "I agree," said Veronica. "Mary Claire would you go get a bottle or two of that nice 2002 Chardonnay we bought the other day and Ashley would you bring seven glasses, please." The two spun around and headed to the kitchen. "I go by Cathleen Morris now, I have for the last three years. I guess I never told Katrina, and obviously didn't tell you, sorry. Since you called Veronica Mom, why don't you call me Cathleen," she smiled at Katrina. Carol began to undress and hang her clothes in our closet. "Just shoes, Scott?" she asked me. "You know I'd enjoy that," I smiled. "Are you sleeping with both these women? Mary Claire too? Both Ashley and Katrina? My God what a stud you've become!" smiled Cathleen. The wine and glasses were put on a nightstand and Mary Claire filled each glass as Ashley undressed. As Mary Claire was disrobing Cathleen moved to sit against the footboard Indian style with her bare pussy unashamedly displayed. Carol sat next to me and put an arm over my shoulder and her hand into Veronica's hair. When Ashley handed Katrina her glass she also handed her a folded piece of paper. After serving the wine Ashley sat next to Cathleen and Mary Claire sat on the other side of her. Katrina unfolded the piece of paper and silently read it. If you're going to try to seduce your Mom I want to watch. "Cathleen, tell us about your life and how you know Carol. Wait. Didn't Erin ask me about a Cathleen Appleton Morris a few weeks ago Carol? It was after a lifestyle party I kind of remember. I was supposed to ask handsome if he had a sister. So I guess you're not his sister," grinned Veronica. "Let me start a few years before we got divorced. I foolishly got involved with my dental hygienist who was a domineering person. She tricked me into saying some things I was feeling but hadn't admitted to Scott. She'd aroused my sexuality in ways that I wouldn't or hadn't let Scott try with me. I was afraid of procreative sex and of course with another woman it wasn't a concern. She taped me saying some awful things and sent the tape to Scott. He confronted me but I didn't deny them and that tore us apart. Seven weeks after our divorce Monica dumped me and crowed to Scott what she'd done. That's her name above my pussy. Someday I'll get it lasered off. Fortunately the letters aren't that large. After being lonely for a couple of months the father of one of Katrina's classmates approached me in the parking lot after a school event and asked if I'd meet him for lunch the next day." "Who was that?" asked Katrina. "Was it Melissa Alexander's dad?" "Yes. You knew about it?" asked Cathleen "Most everyone in Melissa's circle knew. I didn't think anything about it. You were single and could do whatever you wanted. So what happened, you saw him for quite some time didn't you?" "Couple of years, yes. I'd see him and his wife Vivian occasionally at lifestyle gatherings as well as weekends and the occasional afternoon. Anyway during the two weeks when you lived with Scott, he'd come over three or four times and we'd fuck the evenings away. Our lunch meeting led to sex and after six months or so there was a knock at the door just as I'd finished blowing him on the couch. It was Vivian. She scared the shit out of me, but she was smiling and asked if she could come in. Eric was sitting on the couch with his dick in his hand as she walked in and asked to join us. That evening I had my first three-way, quite enjoyable. Sometime during the next three months he showed up with Melissa as well as Vivian. Eric did a credible job of servicing all three of us, and gave me an appreciation for young pussy." She paused to take a sip and let the last statement sink in. Katrina's eyes and facial expression showed she arrived at the same conclusion as Veronica and I. Setting the glass down Cathleen continued, "Sometimes it was just Eric and Melissa and a few times just Melissa. I did learn to enjoy watching a hard cock going in and out of her's and Vivian's pussies. After some of the sessions I'd masturbate while imagining your Dad's dick going in and out of you Katrina. I'm sorry." Veronica interrupted, "It's a fetish of mine too." "When college classes ended in the late Spring Melissa's brother was home and he joined us. I remember the second day he joined us. It was a Saturday and all five of us were there. All three of us enjoyed DPs. That was my first and not my last by any means. The Alexanders were active with a lifestyle group that included Carol, her niece Erin and from time to time her brother and sister. I got to know them all quite intimately. A single woman is always welcome and the evening's admission is usually minimal for a single woman. It was at one of the gatherings that I met my ex-fiancé and had no idea he was bi until the day I caught him. Up until that point he kept me reasonably satisfied since by then the Alexanders had moved to Chicago. In fact during our 'engagement' I stayed away from the gatherings. After I ran him out I went to the most recent one and saw Carol and Erin, made love to both of them." Any Chance We Could Ch. 36 "So, you're bi?" asked Katrina. "Yes, and I'll bet every one of the women on this bed are too. Judging from her smooth technique and energy I sure as hell am not the first woman Veronica's made love to." "Mar.., er, Cathleen, it'll take me awhile to get used to that, you never used your middle name when we were married. There's a shareholders meeting Wednesday at ten at the country club. I'd like for you to be there to vote to approve the sale." "Of your company? Oh, I guess I still have some of that stock don't I? Is it worth anything?" "Oh, a few bucks, yes. The three plus percent you have is worth thirteen million bucks. You'll have a transfer in cash of eighty-five percent of that before two o'clock on Wednesday into your checking account and a brokerage account has been opened for you at Edward Jones for the remaining fifteen percent in Citigroup stock which can be sold after thirty days. I recommend selling the Citigroup stock as soon as possible after the thirty days. It's not likely to hold its value over the coming year or two. It's trading in the 40 to 42 range currently but Emerson fears it could drop below 32 by year end and below 23 when Q3 results are projected next summer. If you don't know anyone else either Emerson or I would be glad to help you manage your funds and investments," I explained. "Hold this Ashley," said Cathleen handing her the wine glass, and she rapidly knee walked across to me and kissed me. After breaking the kiss she kissed Veronica and Katrina as deeply as she had me. "My God that's incredible. Veronica if I ask him for help will that concern you?" frowned Cathleen. "Nope, because he'll always tell me and besides I think I'd like to see more of you. Katrina and Ashley are getting celebratory rings during our wedding and I'd like you to be there. Carol has more details and if you need a dress, we'd like to take you shopping." "I do, and I'd like that," she replied as she hugged Veronica. "Mary Claire and Carol would you like to fix dinner? Scott and I have to leave for a dinner meeting with Emerson and Hazel and some guys from Citi. Look at the time. We need to shower, don't feel like you have to get up," smiled Veronica as she disentangled from Katrina's arm and Carol's hand. After getting off the bed she extended her hand to me. "I didn't think you tasted like Mom when I sucked you dry," remarked Katrina as I climbed over her. As Veronica and I went into the bathroom I noticed the circle of high heel clad but otherwise mostly nude women on my bed closing a bit. While we were showering, Ashley and Katrina sat with their arms around each other and Katrina began, "Mom, er, Cathleen. Ashley and I are deeply in love and consider ourselves to be life partners in every sense of the word. It was love at first sight for both of us. I didn't tell you because I thought you'd freak, but after hearing your story I don't think you will. I hope I can have your blessings." "Years ago, I would have, but now I wish you only peace and happiness. If you could, would you marry?" "In a heartbeat," smiled Ashley kissing Katrina. "We're both bi but Scott is going to be our first man and then there are a few more we'd like to try on for size. Given what you just told us, I don't think that our desires and plans shock you." "They don't and I hope you'll invite me to your bed when he does make love to you," broadly smiled Cathleen. I walked out of the bathroom to get a pair of boxers while Veronica was still drying her hair. "Be careful when you go downstairs less than fully dressed, there may be some workmen still around the garage site or marking out the foundations for the additions," I remarked. "I'll check for you," pulling on a pair of khakis I walked to the end of the hall outside the girl's bedroom and didn't see any cars on the drive or grass that didn't belong to us. I went downstairs and looked out the kitchen window and it appeared that they had indeed left for the day. For good measure I drew the curtains in the kitchen and pulled the drapes closed on the sliding door. Passing thru the living room, I pulled those drapes as well. When I got back upstairs I reminded all that there could be workmen outside between seven in the morning and seven at night. Carol and Mary Claire were talking about a dinner menu and Cathleen was trying to beg off but none of them were having any part of that. Finally as Veronica and I were ready to leave the five ladies had put on skirts and blouses along with their heels and followed us down the steps. It seemed to take a long time for us to leave because all five felt compelled to thoroughly kiss us goodbye. Veronica after getting in the car repaired her lipstick and pulled her skirt up to the tops of her stockings. "Two things, handsome," she said moving my hand to her thigh. "I want to make sure that Cathleen gives Katrina away with you. Also I was surprised with your initial rough and aggressive fucking of her. I'm glad you stopped." "I'm sorry about that, I truly am. I guess it was the first time I was able to release some pent-up emotions. They're released and I don't expect that you'll ever see that in me again. Are you good with her being in our bed, with me, I guess I'm asking." "Handsome, you know that it's okay with me for you to take any number of women to bed. The fact that Cathleen is your ex doesn't make me wary of her stealing you back. Your time as a couple passed for both of you many years ago. She's a delightful person who gave me a wonderful series of orgasms with her fingers and mouth. I really hope we'll see her intimately again. I think we will especially if Katrina, Ashley and Mary Claire decide to seduce her," grinned Veronica. "Do you think that's going to happen?" I asked. She didn't answer but the look on her face said it all. I shouldn't have even asked. We arrived at the club ten minutes before the limo bringing the Citi team arrived. Both Hazel and Veronica were dressed in tasteful knee length skirts and blouses, and both were wearing hose and heels. Emerson and I were in dress slacks wearing open collared shirts and blazers. We were chatting when the limo arrived and the driver stepped around to open the door. "Hi, Lauren," I said. "Oh, Hi, Mr Appleton. Small world, isn't it?" she smiled back. Margaret Wilson was wearing a pencil skirt and had to hike it fairly high up her thighs to exit the back seat. I did notice a stocking welt line as Claude Genervase gave her a hand to help her out. Jack Knight and Michael Cook followed her out. The four introduced themselves to our wives and I turned to look at Lauren who was patiently waiting to make sure that her passengers hadn't left anything behind. After she gave her card to Margaret I touched her arm as she began to walk past me and I said, "I'm developing a job that you may be interested in. If you're interested in changing employment why don't you come by our home on Wednesday about two thirty with a copy of your resume?" "Of course. I look forward to it," she replied with a broad smile. ## Cathleen was leaning against the counter talking to Carol when Katrina asked her lean forward a bit, moved behind her and then pulled her back against her. Slowly she pulled her mother's blouse open before she began firmly caressing and squeezing her tits. "I guess I got these from you as well, mine feel pretty much the same way just maybe a bit larger." "Umm, you have a nice touch. Tell me about Mary Claire," asked Cathleen. "She's an acquaintance from high school who played a bit of softball with us for the last couple of years. She came over one night with Cindy Monroe and wound up in the hot tub with us. Ashley, Cindy and I, that is. We were all topless but she wouldn't remove her bra. A few weeks later she came over for a swim party and did take off her top along with everyone else who was here. Dad was chaperoning and when Mom arrived she joined us as well. We all wound up on Bryce Field. She spent the night and the next day asked Dad to make her a woman. She lives here pretty much and regularly sleeps with Mom and Dad. In fact Dad's also fucked her mom. There's also Cindy, who currently works double shifts and usually spends the weekends with us. Carol is a long time lover of Mom's and wants to marry Mom and Dad. She's living with us until Mom and Dad get married, on the sixteenth." While enjoying a delightful meal and another glass of wine Katrina told Cathleen that she was going to spend the night 'bonding' with her and Ashley. After eating they adjourned to the couch in the den, Cathleen and Katrina snuggling topless at one end and Ashley and Mary Claire at the other end while Carol ran home to get some clothes. Ashley found the DVD of the first weekend at the pool and the DVD of the pool shoot with Carol. As these were playing Katrina and Cathleen were bare breast to bare breast with each other kissing. It wasn't long until Katrina had two fingers in Cathleen's sopping pussy and had her mother groaning "Ohhh God". When Carol returned Mary Claire and Ashley put on enough clothes to be presentable should anyone drive by as they were bringing in two armloads each. After hanging as much as they could in Veronica's closet they put the rest in the spare bedroom closet and chest of drawers. Carol and Mary Claire got involved on Bryce field and Ashley went into her own bedroom to await Katrina and Cathleen. Before too long and after Cathleen recovered from her second orgasm Katrina led her upstairs to her own bed. Katrina firmly instructed, "Undress me, Cathleen, then yourself and get on the bed next to Ashley." While under the influence and dominance of Monica Cathleen's submissive desires had solidified to the point that she became very submissive. A character quirk of Cathleen's was her desire to be subservient to a dominant female rather than a male. During her torrid affair with Monica she was regularly called 'my bitch' by Monica. It was used so often that the term when spoken in a sexual context had became a trigger word in Cathleen's mind and she had proudly described herself as 'Monica's bitch'. The two young women were not aware that if another woman who Cathleen found exotic or highly attractive would address her as 'bitch' in a sexual context that all of Cathleen's passions and sexual urges would be directed to that female in hopes of being dominated by her. Watching the nude mother and daughter passionately kissing, caressing and penetrating one another with their fingers reminded Ashley of her own love-making with her mother. After disrobing, Ashley spread her thighs and then pulled Cathleen's back to her breasts and legs as Katrina lovingly kissed, licked and tongue fucked her mother's pussy. As Cathleen moaned with pleasure Ashley caressed Cathleen's breasts and pinched her nipples and thereby drove Cathleen's pleasure further. Once when Cathleen heatedly turned to kiss Ashley, between their long kisses the younger woman loudly breathed, "You're one hot bitch, aren't you?" In seconds Cathleen became even more aroused as she groaned, "Yes" to Ashley's question. Playfully, yet with a commanding tone Katrina said, "Well bitch, let Ashley enjoy the pleasure of your mouth and tongue. Her pussy may not be as young as you crave but it's young and wonderfully delicious too." Obediently she quickly turned and eagerly lowered her head to Ashley's pussy and began fingering and licking her as Katrina adjusted and continued to pleasure her mother from behind. On seeing the reaction from her mother, Katrina playfully smacked her mother's right ass cheek asking, "Want something in your ass bitch?" Cathleen looked back and groaned, "Ohh, God yes, please. Spank me harder." With much greater force than the earlier light tap Katrina slapped each of Cathleen's ass cheeks twice. Cathleen moaned with each slap. As Katrina got up to go to the bathroom to retrieve Ashley's plug and lube she noticed that her mother was eating Ashley with renewed vigor. Ashley through partly hooded eyes caught her beloved's eyes and mouthed, "Wow." Upon her return Katrina pressed the lubed plug against Cathleen's asshole. "Mmmm, good, push it in slowly, mmm, just like that, ohhh God that's good," she exclaimed pushing her ass back at her daughter. As she moved the plug back and forth a little Katrina's other hand caressed Cathleen's clit. As her two fingers traveled along the length of the rapidly breathing woman's pussy Katrina was amused by the degree of her mother's wetness. "On your back bitch," Ashley commanded a minute or so later. Without any hesitation Cathleen obeyed. As Cathleen turned over Ashley lowered her pussy to the older woman's mouth while Katrina renewed her assault on her mother's dripping cunt with two of her fingers. After several more minutes Katrina removed the plug and inserted a third finger into her mother's highly responsive and heated pussy. Katrina was excited by the idea that her fingers were inside and pleasuring her mother from where she'd emerged as a baby. Cathleen's energy and responsiveness to her daughter kept increasing. Ashley who'd been watching for over ten minutes while her lover fingered and orally pleasured Cathleen raised off of Cathleen. Ashley was surprised by the wild look and the sexual energy that was flowing across the older woman's face as she looked at her daughter. She was also mildly amused by what she was seeing on her beloved's face...My dear we are truly matched and mated for each other. I'm glad that you too are discovering that it's an amazing and a highly erotic delight to be playing with your own mother. When her wetted face was free of having Ashley's pussy driven into her mouth Cathleen excitedly groaned that she wanted to be Katrina and Ashley's bitch. As they fucked and pleasured each other the two girls kept playfully telling Cathleen that she was a hot, eager and enjoyable bitch. Ashley noticed how Katrina was increasingly taking the lead in ordering Cathleen and telling her "You are really a hot and obedient bitch." Each time Katrina spoke those words Cathleen looked at her daughter, then either nodded or moaned a clear "Yes." Over the following minutes as the older woman actively tried to pleasure the two girls. She pleaded repeatedly for them to make her their bitch. Katrina and Ashley at first deflected the pleading but thinking Cathleen was only playing a wild erotic game they began playing along and teased her to keep asking. They kept pushing the older woman into more subservient positions and acts as of pleasuring them. With four of her daughter's fingers deep within her and soon followed by part of Katrina's palm Catherine was driven through her tenth powerful orgasm. Coming off that climax Cathleen again cried out that she needed to be their bitch. When they teased her that if she's going to be their bitch she'd have their names tattooed over Monica's name, she moaned, "Anything." When Cathleen pleaded for the sixth or seventh time to be their bitch Katrina played along by saying, "Okay, you can be our bitch." Cathleen groaned in joy as she again started to quiver through a climax. Ashley reinforced their tease, "Bitch, do you get turned on by the idea of being a bitch to your own daughter and getting her name proudly and permanently tattooed above your pussy?" Cathleen cried aloud, "Yes," as another rolling climax wracked her body and she collapsed exhausted. Looking at each other the girls shrugged when they noticed a few tears flow from the corners of Cathleen's closed eyes and that with a little grin she had a peaceful look upon her face. Unwittingly the girls had tapped into Cathleen's trigger word and thereby complicated her life. As they cuddled against the older woman's sleeping form, the two girls were not aware that they hadn't been playing a game and were now over their heads in a world that was unfamiliar to them. ## The dinner went smoothly, Emerson and I answered a multitude of questions and they all made copious notes. At about ten, they were ready to call it a night and Margaret called Lauren. As we watched them leave Emerson said, "Let's have a drink shall we." As we turned to walk back in Veronica linked her arm through Emerson's and Hazel did the same to mine. "Margaret's going to fuck at least one of them tonight," remarked Veronica. "From the way she was looking at Michael and him at her, I think he's going to be the lucky guy. The way Jack was looking at her, I don't think it'll be him." Sixteen days later Emerson and I were surprised when Midwest Capital announced that Margaret was given a senior management position. We learned about a year later that not only did Margaret fuck Michael that night but had been doing so for about a week prior to closing and their affair continued for the coming months. In retrospect it wasn't a very good idea. Michael, who traded bonds in Citi's bond department, had just been promoted to be the managing officer of Midwest Capital and would be above Jack. He had the highest position in the new company and thereby the greatest power at that moment to staff and structure the company as he desired. Though talented and skilled, for her six years with Citigroup Margaret had used recreational sex as a way to advance professionally from being a secretary to a managerial position. Jack had been her lover back East and didn't take well to her becoming his boss' lover. Jack had developed some feelings for her, so much so that for a while he thought they might get married. Jack felt used and personally hurt when she unexpectedly ended their relationship. Unfortunately for Margaret, Michael was fired the following April for over buying a few firms that were heavily inventoried in subprime loans and derivatives, and thereby adding to Citi's woes rather than helping insolate the bank from bad debt. Michael was not a major player in building Citi's exposure but he and a few others were senior enough as well as vulnerable enough to be offered up by senior management as initial sacrificial lambs to Citi's Board and shareholders. Two days after Michael was dismissed, Jack was promoted into his position. Subsequently when a security tape six weeks later showed Margaret having sex with two young male interns in a car in the parking garage, she was summarily dismissed. Not only did Jack not protect her, he moved the response to the next level by rejecting the recommendation that she be retained with severe disciplinary action and reassigned, he ordered her fired with cause. We walked into the dining room and took a small table in the corner. Veronica sat next to Emerson and Hazel next to me across the table from them. "That went well," opined Emerson. "No surprises in their questions." "Nor in our answers," I said. "I guess we need to get our stuff out of our offices tomorrow. I had mine boxed up this morning." "So I noticed. I had Cheryl arrange the same for me just after you left this afternoon." After ordering drinks Veronica's hand dropped to Emerson's lap and her arm was slowly moving. Mine dropped to Hazel's and she slid her skirt up so I could lightly caress the inside of her bare thigh above her stocking top with my finger tips. After the waiter brought our wine we returned to enjoying the other's spouse. Emerson told us about Kim's reaction to his proposition and asked for some suggestions on 'courting' his daughter. Veronica suggested taking her out several times for dinner at well appointed restaurants, sometimes followed by a theatre performances or a movie. Hazel suggested that sometimes they should just walk hand-in-hand in parks. Veronica also suggested that he should go all out, giving her flowers, candy, jewelry and other meaningful gifts. She also suggested that he take her on a shopping spree or two. Even though Kim could buy anything she wanted, it was the thought that mattered. My fiancée informed Emerson that if done right taking Kim on a wild shopping spree that would include intimate apparel and sexy skirts, dresses, shoes and tops would be an exciting experience for Kim. When Veronica said that, I made a mental note to take each woman in my home on her own shopping spree. Any Chance We Could Ch. 36 Hazel suggested that he not neglect Gwen and that he should also take her on a date or two, or even more. As a surprised Emerson looked at his wife he joked, "Right, that's as likely to happen as you asking Gwen out on a date or two too." My business partner's jaw dropped when his wife smiled, "I'll be taking her out on more than one or two dates." She paused for impact and grinned, "Our first one's next Monday night. Around the time you take Kim on her shopping spree I think I'll do the same for Gwen." Veronica advised both Emerson and Hazel, "When you're out on your dates, touch and stroke your date's arm from time to time to maintain a connection, hold her hand in the restaurant, or at the show and as you walk together. Open their car doors." Looking at Hazel she continued, "Yes Hazel, that means taking the lead like a man. Open restaurant doors for her and allow her to enter first. Both of you need to take time to learn about each of them. You need to get to know Kim not as your daughter but as a vibrant vivacious woman who you love as a woman and partner. May I also suggest that you too Hazel should date Kim." I noticed Hazel's breath caught for a moment. "Emerson, find out what Kim's been doing since she moved out, her dreams and what she wants to do in the future. Tell her what you and Hazel have been up to, what's next in your lives. Hazel, do the same with your date. Get to know her, her past, her dreams and goals. Don't worry about the physical aspects or rushing into being intimate. Listen with your heart as much if not more so than with your ears. Hazel, do the same with Kim. "Don't rush to have some short term fun. I'd encourage you to take the long term view. I suspect you will both want them to play a special part in your life for the rest of your lives. Therefore, don't move anywhere close to intimacy until they are both more than willing to take that step with both of you." As Veronica was talking her nails were caressing Emerson's woody, so I'm not sure that he heard every word. Veronica wasn't sure either so she squeezed him to catch his attention, "As I said, don't come close to bedding either of them until they're both ready for that step. When your young ladies are ready, they'll let you know." Hazel excitedly added, "I'm excited that Gwen wants to take me out as well and live a fantasy that she told me about yesterday." "And she's going to be a fun date?" smiled Emerson. "They both'll be. I'm going to enjoy hearing all about your dates," I laughed. "Don't get so jovial at his expense," smiled my fiancée. "Hazel and Emerson dating those two women is a wonderful idea. I think you should do the same with all your other women, daughters included. I should date Cindy and Mary Claire too, even though we're well past the intimacy point. Hazel, are you up for a double date, you and Gwen, and me and Cindy or Mary Claire?" "I'll call Gwen in the morning to see if she if she's willing too," agreed Hazel. "By the way, I really enjoyed yesterday afternoon," said Veronica as she looked at Emerson. "You've got nice hands Emerson. I'd like a repeat performance, but our pool is out of commission for the rest of the month. However, Scott and I really don't need the pool to be undressed with friends, do we handsome?" "No, and I doubt if Hazel does either. Mary Claire gives great head doesn't she? So do both our girls. And they're eager to give you both the pleasure of their talented tongues and hands," I smiled. "Handsome taught them everything they know about sucking and I taught them how to please a woman, so if either of you want to take advantage of our skills, we'd just love to share them with you." Saying that Veronica firmly grasped and squeezed Emerson's cock just before my finger slipped under Hazel's g-string to touch her damp labia. They both jumped a bit and laughed. Our conversation stayed in a sexual vein until we decided that we either leave or throw Veronica on a table and take her up on her offer for us all to ravish her. We walked hand-in-hand to the valet stand with our respective partner. As we walked along Hazel promised to call Veronica the next morning about getting together to start planning our retirement RV trip. When our cars arrived I kissed Hazel and Emerson kissed Veronica and we departed. As we pulled away I complemented Veronica on how she listened to and advised Emerson and Hazel. I told her she would've made a wonderful counselor. Shortly after, on the way home Veronica pulled my hand against her wet pussy and told me that she really, really needed to get fucked. "By me, or by Emerson?" "Both of you, but for tonight by you," she sighed pulling her arm across my chest and kissing my earlobe. Cathleen's Miata was still on the edge of the driveway as were Carol's yellow Mustang and Mary Claire's blue Cavalier. "Hmm, full house tonight," I remarked as I opened Veronica's door. The house was dark as we let ourselves in. As I glanced into the den, the TV screen had an image of Carol topless in wet pantyhose frozen on it. I switched it off and we went upstairs. Carol and Mary Claire were entangled with one another and asleep on Bryce Field. Crossing the hallway I looked in the girls' bedroom and by the moonlight shining in the window I saw three nude females similarly entangled in their bed. Veronica walked up behind me as I looked at our two daughters and my ex-wife soundly asleep cuddled together. Hugging me from behind and looking over my shoulder she quietly said, "Handsome, you need to talk privately with Cathleen. The look in your eyes scared me and her. She deserves an apology and an explanation of why you roughly fucked her. She also needs to understand how deeply she hurt you. I suspect that when she understands your pain that she'll find a way to express her sorrow in a meaningful way. Then you both can come together and start to heal ... and if that involves you spending a day or a night or two alone with her, or taking her away on a one or two night trip, you have more than my permission. You have my encouragement. You need to do this for her... and for yourself. Scott, you need to be at peace with the mother of your child and she with you. And by the way, I'm not threatened by any lingering feelings you have for her. I think it'll do you both a world of good that as you make love to her, and I mean make love to her and not just fuck her, that you tell her that you do still have loving feelings for her." Her natural counseling skills were again revealed. Her insights into others and sensitivity to their needs deepened my appreciation for the woman I was marrying. There was no doubt in my mind that I was marrying a generous, insightful, sensuous woman who was well outside my league. I was a most fortunate man. I knew she was right about Cathleen. I said I'd forgiven her but there was still some unexpressed anger that I was still suppressing. I feared that there was still more waiting to come out. She was also right that I still cared for Cathleen which is why she was one of the two beneficiaries of my life insurance policy, that is until I added Veronica and Ashley. I sighed deeply and allowed my nodding head to speak for my silent lips and heart. As we walked back to the master bedroom the love of my life put her head on my shoulder. Veronica and I quietly undressed and as soon as I lay down she impaled herself on my cock. As she rode me she would from time to time lean down to graze my chest with her amazing nipples and whisper in my ear, "Fuck me, Emerson, fuck me." Her whispered statement increased my excitement which brought a lustful smile to her heated face. As we were coming Carol stirred, looked at us as I held Veronica to my chest with my cock still in her, reached her hand over and put a finger on my lips and said "I love you both." I kissed her finger and Veronica kissed the back of her hand. As I softened and fell out of my fiancée she rolled off me, sat up and pulled the sheet and blankets over the four of us. Within minutes I fell asleep with Veronica in my arms feeling content and at peace that I'd spent another day in heaven with an angel. Dear readers I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but the chapters may sometimes be published further apart because of my day job. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd like especially to hear from any female readers. Any Chance We Could Ch. 37 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Tuesday, October 30 "You're okay with last night?" I asked both Veronica and Carol over coffee. "I am," said Veronica. "But you need to spend some one-on-one time with her as you agreed last night." "If Veronica's good with it, I am as well," said Carol. "By the way I brought over a bunch of clothes yesterday. I hope I wasn't being presumptuous." "No, we did ask you to move in knowing that you'd need clothes," I laughed. "But don't bring too much until the renovations are completed or you'll just have to store them in the third POD that was delivered yesterday afternoon." I left before either of our daughters or Cathleen came downstairs. I embraced Carol and kissed her deeply with my hands under her robe and on her bare ass. Veronica happily received the same treatment except I took a moment to kiss each nipple after we broke our kiss. Having two wives, two daughters, plus Mary Claire to play with makes me glad that I'm retiring tomorrow, I said to myself as I opened the door. Fifteen minutes after arriving at the office Emerson and I met with the additional staff from Citigroup, three more guys and one additional woman. Margaret arrived with that 'just fucked' look about her while Jack at moments in the early part of the meeting seemed a bit distracted. From the way he looked at Margaret I doubted Margaret had been in his bed. We met for three hours with the five in the boardroom going over the portfolios and contracts of our major clients, as well as the latest staff assessments of everyone in a managerial position. Cheryl spent the same amount of time with Margaret and the newly arrived second EA, Joan something. The last half hour Cheryl spent gathering and boxing Grace's personal belongings and copying business contact lists. Even without being asked, after securing IT access codes and burning the files to CDs, Cheryl thoughtfully deleted our personal contacts, files and emails from the computer system. Her attention to these details which Emerson and I'd overlooked reinforced for me that I wanted her to remain in my employ in some capacity. At eleven-forty, Emerson and I toured the office, thanking our staff and saying goodbye. That was a lot harder to do than I'd expected. I noticed a few times that Emerson's eyes were sparkling a bit as mine were as a few unshed tears were stifled. I invited Cheryl and Emerson to join me for lunch, but Emerson begged off. Cheryl and I took our sandwiches to the pocket park across from the deli and had a nice conversation. She was as happy as I'd ever seen her. Max and Beth were now her young lovers and they were planning to fall into an every other night threesome as long as John was out of town. As if it were a normal business matter an emotionless Cheryl related that the private investigator she'd hired in Boston had gathered some very damning evidence over the weekend and on Monday. He was sending her the pictures as well as other evidence indicating that John's dalliance with the woman started well over two years before. When I asked why she didn't seem to be upset she replied that she felt more happy and relieved than sad. Living in a loveless marriage had troubled her for several years but she had difficulty allowing it to die. She'd wanted to rescue it but whenever she raised the subject John dismissed her concern by saying that all was fine and that he loved her. "Though the words 'I love you' were on his lips, his tone was more dismissive than anything," she sighed. In a firm voice and with a chill in her eyes she continued, "I can't shed any tears, they'd been used up months ago. Scott, when the time is right, I'm going to hit him hard with a reality check by demanding an uncontested divorce, the Kirkwood condo and the car. I want it done and him out of my life the first day possible. I'm rather happy to be able to plan a future without being concerned about him." Lunch was too short, Cheryl had to get back and said that the movers would get and deliver our boxes this afternoon. She promised to make a final 'sweep' of both our offices before letting Jack and Michael get too settled. ## At about nine-thirty Veronica asked Mary Claire if she wanted to go shopping with her and Cathleen. Mary Claire accepted, forgetting about her ten o'clock phone call. As they were driving to Plaza Frontenac to shop Veronica told Cathleen to expect me to call her and ask her to meet me someplace so we could try to work out our feelings. "I'd probably expect a hotel. I think you'll want to spend the night with him," said Veronica. "And you're okay with this?" she asked Veronica. "It was my idea. I like you Cathleen and I want to see more of you, but the elephant in the room has to be dealt with for all our sakes, especially Katrina's. I have some suggestions on what you could wear, if you're amenable. Or do you want me to butt out?" "No, I want your suggestions. If you hadn't offered I'd have asked," smiled Cathleen touching Veronica's arm with her finger tips, then moving it up to touch her cheek with the back of her hand. "When he picks you up be wearing nicely fitted slacks, black leather pants tightly hugging your hips and ass would be nice, and a red satin button-front blouse with a frilly scooped collar. Have the buttons open to your mid bust line so that a necklace with some type of charm or medallion resting near the top of your cleavage will keep drawing his eyes. Red peep toe pumps or red slides'd be a nice touch. Wear a shelf bra, and stockings with a garter belt and a red g-string under the pants. The stockings should be a light gray so with the peep toes or slides it'll be obvious that you have hose on," smiled Veronica. "To dinner wear a little black dress, a little shorter than you normally feel comfortable wearing and nicely fitted over your gorgeous ass. The key is to have it as short as possible, shorter than you feel completely comfortable with so that you'll be conscious that your legs are on display for all and that if you're not careful you'll be giving some men ... and women a little flashing show. Believe me, the few times I've done it, I've felt extremely hot and sexy. Again wear a red g-string and if the skirt's as short as I hope it to be, wear suspender hose, they're like a combination of panty hose and stockings. I'll show you a pair on the web, or if my order has some included when it arrives tomorrow, I'll give you a pair. Strappy high heel sandals, black, and I know just the store for them. If you like I'll suggest the Ameristar Hotel in St Charles to him," she smiled as she continued. "Let him seduce you, or you seduce him if that's your fancy, tease and play around as often as you both choose, but through it all communicate, communicate, communicate. Scott's very good at that with me and our daughters, but there are things you both need to talk out. Cathleen, listen not only with your ears but also with your heart to hear what lies below the surface. Scott is still harboring some deep pain. I can't stress too much how important it is for you to listen for his pain and the anger he has buried in his soul over what happened. He may also have some displaced guilt, feeling that he did something to cause all this. Keep this in mind, that he feels the pain after all this time is a reflection of the love he had, and to a significant extent still has for the wife of his youth. It's important that he too hear your anguish as well as the love you still have for him." As Veronica paused to turn into the parking lot, with a quavering voice Cathleen said, "I didn't realize that he's still hurting. I knew he'd be angry at first but I had no idea that he'd still be hurting. What happened was my fault. It was I who sinned against him. Scott did nothing to feel guilty about." Her right hand wiped a tear from both eyes. With the vehicle parked, Veronica turned and reached over to squeeze left Cathleen's hand as she continued, "The soul of the man we both love needs to hear what you just said. I'll tell this to Scott too. Be it in the afterglow of a good orgasm or just over a glass of wine, listen well but also allow the love you have for each other to again be expressed through all you say and do together. After dinner, dance, enjoy each other then spend the evening as you desire. Wake up next to each other, communicate some more, listen to each other, understand what the other is saying, wanting, needing. Fuck him hard, fuck him soft, fuck him lustfully, fuck him playfully, fuck each other as the mood fits. Fuck again and again as often as you both like, come back here early Sunday afternoon, and feel free to stay if either of you have unresolved differences. If all goes as well as I hope, by late Saturday night there'll be little if any unresolved issues so that when you return here Sunday you both'll be grinning from ear to ear. "And before you ask, I'm not worried about losing him to you or anyone else. I want you to love each other and be comfortable with each other. I know that he's my man and he knows that I'm his queen," finished Veronica out of breath. Mary Claire had been listening without commenting from the back seat realized again how much she really loved Veronica and why. If only her parents could have been as open, self-giving and totally committed to loving their spouse as Veronica. I will love them and stay with them as long as I have breath. I feel complete serving and loving them. I'm theirs in heart, soul, mind and body, she reminded herself. I got home about one, Katrina hadn't left yet and I saw her in the kitchen poking around in the refrigerator. She was bent over with her short denim skirt stretched tightly across her ass showing most of her gorgeous legs. I walked behind her, held her hips and pushed my erection against her ass. "Ooh, you must be glad to see me, those certainly aren't batteries," she giggled. She straightened up and started to turn but I put my arms around her further and held her back against me. "Find anything?" I asked. "Other than the cock against my ass, no," she laughed. "What would you like as if I already didn't know?" "Since leaving this morning I've been thinking what a wonderful, sexy woman you've become. How much I love you. How much I enjoy being with you, holding you and kissing you. And how much I love to taste that wonderful pussy of yours," I said as my hand ran down her skirt and lifted the front so I could palm her youthful pussy. "Is that anyway for a father to talk to and touch his daughter," she asked pushing back against me. "You're sounding like how man would talk to a woman he wants to mate... not that I'm complaining in the least, mind you. So how about a pussy snack?" I moaned quietly as I felt her become very wet within seconds. She was as eager as I. I moved my other hand under her tank top and pinched her hardened nipple through her bra. "I'd love one," I murmured into her ear through her hair. "I'd like a hot semen snack myself," she cooed reaching behind her and wrapping her hand around my erection. I hardened even more when she whispered between a pair of kisses, "I want my snack to discover what it's lovingly fated to find, but having you come in my mouth will satisfy me for now." Excitedly I turned her around and feverishly kissed her with urgency and a desire to couple with her. As this wasn't the time or the place for such an event I lifted her to sit on the counter. I reached under her skirt and forcefully pulled her thong down and off. Her scent once again intoxicated me. "Ooh, right here, right now," she exclaimed gleefully. "It's a good thing the drapes are closed since there're guys outside." "Hmm, then in the den," I said as I lifted her and with her legs around my waist I carried her towards the couch. With her arms still around my neck I kicked the door closed and checked that the drapes were completely pulled. My heart was racing as I adjusted one partially open drape as my imagination pictured her impaled like this as I walked through the house for all to see. Arriving at the couch she dropped from my arms, unzipped, slid out of her skirt and sat back with her thighs slightly parted. I knelt in front of her and ran both hands lightly up her legs and parted her thighs further as I got closer to my 'snack'. Her pussy looked firm and tight. Her scent was heady and she'd scooted to the edge of the cushion. Lustfully I began lapping her slit after spreading it open with my thumbs to expose her glistening pink entryway. She was purring as her fingers began moving through my hair as my tongue flicked her clit back and forth. I realized again how much I'd been fantasizing about being the first man to come inside her succulent pussy. I licked her down to her asshole and lightly rimmed it. "Mmmm, that feels really, really good. Will you tongue fuck me and stick a finger in my ass?" "Love to," I said as I once again began rimming her vagina which was already soaking wet. "Can you reach the drawer in the coffee table? There's some K-Y in there," she gasped. I reached behind me not taking my mouth off her pussy and came up with the tube. "Slide forward a bit more sweetie and put your legs on my shoulders." I squeezed a bit on her taut asshole and some on my finger as I began sucking on her clit. I gently rubbed it around and gently entered her up to my first knuckle. "Umm, I like it. Go slow but put your whole finger in," she softly said. I pulled my finger out for a moment to apply more K-Y and gently began stroking in and out going a bit deeper each time allowing her body to adjust. When my finger was all the way in she began writhing a bit and said, "Bite my clit, thumb in my cunt." Her grasp of my head tightened and I felt her begin to shake and push against my fingers and heard her moaning and sighing, "God that's good, that's good, put another finger in my ass." I pulled out for a moment to lube my index finger as well as my middle finger. Gently and ever so slowing I reinserted both into her asshole. As they were half way in I started to move them around and slowly stroked them in and out. "Put your thumb back in my pussy," she groaned. Moments later as she began gasping and swiveling her hips, she tightened her legs. "Oh God, oh God, oh good, ohhh gaawwd" she began chanting and then after her hips shuddered she suddenly became still. I started to lean back, but she held my head and said, "Nooo, not yet, not yet." I stayed in her and began kissing the inside of her thighs and up her mound to her stomach. As I looked up there were tears flowing down her cheeks. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Better than okay, Dad, that was the best. Very intense, very much the best," At that moment Veronica who had been standing in the opened the doorway for more than a few minutes with Mary Claire said, "Just retired and already eating pussy in the middle of the day. What a life we're gonna to have." Then she grinned, "We're going to have to be fighting off this letch morning, afternoon and night." "Hi Mom. Dad was just having a snack. Come sit next to me." Mary Claire was dangling a grey thong from her finger with a big grin on her face as I withdrew my two fingers. "Can I assume that these are yours? They were on the kitchen counter." "Yeah, we started in there but I worried a bit about the workmen outside so Dad carried me in here," laughed Katrina. Katrina lowered her legs. I stood to kiss Veronica who was now seated on Katrina's left. Veronica gave Katrina a short kiss and lightly ran her right hand between Katrina's thighs, I kissed Mary Claire as I walked past her on the way to the bathroom. When I walked back in I patted Mary Claire on the ass and asked "Been shopping?" I gave the hand towel I'd carried back from the bathroom to Katrina, as I sat on the other side of my daughter. "Did Dad have two fingers in your ass?" asked Mary Claire. "Felt like four, but yes," smiled Katrina. "Felt really good too. Now I know why Ashley and Cathleen seem to like it so much." "We got dresses for Mary Claire and Cathleen for the wedding and I picked out a few things for Cathleen with a promise of more shopping on Friday. Mary Claire also got a sheer red teddy that you're going to love," she said looking at me with a smile. "Both girls have asked about shaving but they wanna be sure you're okay with it," Veronica added. "I'm seriously considering it too," smiled Veronica. "Hazel says that she's incredibly sensitive since they shaved her pussy and Emerson likes it. If I can get Emerson to eat me in the dark maybe he'll think it's Hazel and won't get in trouble. ... But since it's not fucking maybe it'll be okay with Hazel anyway," Veronica said as she continued to laugh. "Sure, Ashley's too? What about Carol? On one condition, well maybe two." I smiled. "Okay, what are they?" quickly piped up Mary Claire. "I get to help shave each of you and that if either the shaver or the shavee doesn't like it you'll let it grow back. If we all like it, I might just be able to afford laser treatments for all of you." "Well, I have one condition too," stated Mary Claire. "Dad has to shave all his pubic hair as well as his balls and we get to help." "Fair enough, wanna start now?" I asked. "Katrina, aren't you going to be late for class?" "Oops. Just a bit. If she asks I'll tell the prof that something came up and I got a bit delayed, but yeah, I need to run. Is Alyssa still coming later?" "As far as I know. I haven't heard otherwise. If you see Dave out there, ask him to come in I wanna ask him something," Veronica said. "Like how long his cock is," I laughed. "No silly. About the master suite, if he could add a bedroom instead of the large sitting room. Remember what Evie said?" Veronica asserted with a smile and a punch to my bicep. "Besides his 'package' looks to be about the same size as yours as far as I can tell through his jeans." "And God knows you've spent a good deal of time looking, haven't you?" I said laughing. Katrina had wiped herself dry and put on the thong that Mary Claire pitched to her, slipped her skirt back on, kissed each of us goodbye and grabbed her computer backpack from the living room before leaving. After fifteen minutes Dave hadn't come to the door so we assumed that Katrina hadn't seen him and being in a hurry hadn't spent any time looking. "Handsome, will you go out and talk to Dave about the bedroom situation," asked Veronica. "And then will you call Cathleen. She should be home shortly." "I know what you want about the bedroom, but why Cathleen? ... Ooh, I remember, I'll bet you already mentioned it to her, didn't you?" I asked. "I did. So you can't squirm your way out of it. And before you say we have something happening, we don't have anything going on Saturday, and just the club on Friday," she coyly said. I found Dave in the back talking to the backhoe operator and looking at some foundation trenches he'd just finished for the office area. Two guys were building footing forms atop the gravel garage floor footing base and another two looked to be working on plumbing lines for the office and the four room apartment on the back of the office. His grin widened as I explained to him the bedroom modifications. When I'd finished he said it'd be easy to modify the plans and still keep a good part of the sitting area. He promised he'd come up with something, probably by Thursday. He then laughed with a roar, clapped me on the shoulder, "That huge bed getting full? What a problem to have. You may well have to order an even larger bed." I went inside and told Veronica what he'd said and when he'd have something for us to look at. I thought, but didn't share with Veronica, that he knew more than he was letting on. He wasn't surprised by the request. He was too cool about it and too quick with his assurance. It was as if he'd already planned it out and Thursday's deadline wouldn't be an issue. Any Chance We Could Ch. 37 As I picked up the phone to call Cathleen I looked out the window and saw Dave talking with the backhoe driver and pointing to a line of stakes marking out a box that was not on the latest plans. No way, he could have it planned out already, I thought to myself. My thoughts changed when I heard my call being answered. "Hi Cathleen ... got a few minutes? ... Can we get together this Saturday to talk and perhaps ... Yes, and perhaps ... Good, I'll pick you up at noon. ... Yeah, probably. Bring a change or two of clothes, we'll go someplace nice for dinner, then perhaps a nice dessert. ... Probably after noon on Sunday. ... Good, I look forward to it and I'll see you tomorrow at the club. ... Okay, bye." After her noon class ended Ashley called Evie and scheduled a meeting for two-thirty tomorrow. Evie asked that they meet in her office on the Washington University Campus. I called three BMW stores before finding a female salesperson. My answer when asked why I wanted a female was simply that my wife insisted on it, and if they didn't have one, we'd find one. On the third call I spoke to a Jeanine Clarkson. She had a very gentle tone to her voice and was very knowledgeable about the 3 and 5 series. I told her that I wanted her to bring a top of the line fully accessorized 5 series to my house. If it would make her more comfortable she should bring her sales manager along. "Can you be here at eight-thirty Thursday morning?" She replied that both she and Fred Allison her sales manager would be there and he'd bring a top of the line 3 series as well. She asked what I was looking for and I told her that I'd just sold my business and needed something to replace my Z4 company car. But now I had a family and needed a larger car. At three-thirty I was watching the movers leave after I directed them to put a few boxes in the POD next to the driveway when Veronica came downstairs. The sight of her took my breath away. She looked stunningly beautiful and very sensuously dressed. My eyes studied her figure and attire. I noticed she was wearing a just above the knee flaired skirt and camel colored three inch heels. I grinned as I gazed at her semi sheer top that did little to hide a sheer bra which itself didn't leave any doubt that she had slightly darker than skin tone nipples and areolas. Her luscious and curvy legs were accentuated by her nude stockings. When I embraced her I groaned as I felt the garter straps crossing her ass. My love was dressed to kill and to send Alyssa a clear message of wanton desire and lust. Just minutes before four the bell rang. Veronica excitedly hurried to open the door and much to her surprise Dave stood there alone holding a red wallet. Dave was actually speechless for a moment looking at Veronica's luscious tits. Finally he explained that Alyssa had a twenty-four hour bug of some sort which she woke up with this morning. He said that her office had called and had delivered the drawings and quote to him earlier today. "I have the configuration and contract she was going to bring. But from what I overheard on Saturday morning somehow I think you expected only her, not me. Although, I must say that I certainly enjoy and appreciate the way you're dressed." "Thank you. You're right I expected Alyssa but you may stare as long as you wish. I guess I'm glad that you noticed," grinned Veronica waving him in with her hand as her nipples noticeably hardened. I joined Dave and Veronica in the den, Veronica on the couch, Dave and I in the wing chairs across from her. As she sat she managed to have her skirt ride up to the tops of her hose. "Now what have you got to show me?" she asked reaching out her hand. And what do you have to show Dave, I thought. As Dave opened the wallet he pulled out the sketches and the quote. "It's not nearly as nice as what you're showing me." Both Dave and I chuckled and Veronica merely smiled. After looking at the sketches and giving her approval, Dave handed her the contract for her signature. She scooted forward a bit on the couch and in the process her skirt hem rose to her bare thigh. She looked up to catch Dave staring at her legs and replied, "Knock-outs aren't they? Anything else you want me to sign?" "I'll see if I've got some blank paper in here," said Dave putting his hand into the red wallet and laughing. I was amused at his reaction. He was feeling comfortable with Veronica's little exhibitionism and he seemed to be enjoying the show tremendously. Who wouldn't? "I usually don't kiss and tell, but both my wife and I've enjoyed Alyssa tremendously. I hope, given an opportunity, both of you will as well. "Off sex and back to the project, Scott, I've come across a 220 square foot wine cellar 'kit' that can hold about sixteen hundred bottles. It includes shelving, insulated ceiling and wall modules, a temperature regulating system, door and insulated wooden floor. A lobbyist bought it to give to one of our erstwhile politicians, but right now the FBI is looking into 'pay for play' and he thinks that now isn't the best time. He'll sell it a bargain price. Interested?" asked Dave. "If the price is right, when could you install it?" I asked. "Monday next, we'll use the basement entry in the back and won't disturb anyone in the house. He says he's got twenty-five grand in it, but given that the lobbyist would have put down a non-refundable deposit, I'd offer ten and see what he says," advised Dave with glances at me but keeping his attention on Veronica's shifting legs. "Offer ten, Scott, but go up to twelve five," mischievously smiled Veronica looking into Dave's eyes as she scooted forward a few more inches her panties coming into view as she exaggeratedly crossed her legs. "I'll call him now," replied Dave not moving from the chair as he opened his cell. After a brief conversation they settled on eleven thousand and Dave would pick it up from the warehouse tomorrow. "I guess you noticed that I started some foundation work. I guess I should have cleared it with you, but the equipment was here from the garage work. I hope you don't mind?" he said looking directly at me for the first time in a long while. "No, not at all, just be sure we have water, power and sewer until the thirteenth," I replied smiling. Dave stood, saying "It'll allow me to get the foundation inspection for the office and garage done by the middle of next week, if not before. When we do the wine cellar, because I'll have the electrician here for that, I'll have them install the additional electrical panel that you'll need to handle all the new circuits. You could be without power for an hour, two at most, if that's okay with you." "As long it's only for that short time and you give us a day's notice, that should be fine," answered Veronica. "Scott, hand me the checkbook on your desk and I'll write a check for the wine cellar." As she completed the check Dave drank in as much as he could of her sexiness. Reaching out to gather up what he needed he said, "I guess we're done for today. That order Veronica signed is just slightly under the bid, so no change order is necessary. It's a pleasure doing business with you as it has been since the beginning and nice seeing you both. Shall we visit again on Saturday morning, say nine?" he asked shaking my hand and then Veronica's. "I'll bring along Keith who along with his wife Joy is helping me manage the project." We both walked him to the door but I walked out to his truck with him saying, "I like you Dave and obviously so does Veronica. Why don't we have lunch sometime, you and I? I'll call you when I've had a chance to look at my schedule." As he climbed into his truck he said that he'd look forward to it. "What was that about?" smiled Veronica. "We're going to have lunch sometime", I replied while putting my arm around her and caressing her ass as the door closed. "Too bad Alyssa isn't feeling well. I hope she's feeling better tomorrow." "Yes, but seeing Dave almost made up for it. Do you want me to change?" asked Veronica. "That's a silly question. No. Come here you sexy woman," I said as I folded her into my arms. As I held her I told her, "Oh, before I forget. Dave mentioned that Alyssa would be emailing you some art suggestions in the next day or so." Just then Katrina came in a rush asking, "Where's Alyssa?" "She wasn't feeling well, so Dave dropped off the papers," I replied. "Well Mom given your blouse and I'll bet you have on stockings, that wasn't a total waste, huh?" smiled Katrina. "Knowing him, he left here with a boner," she teased. Hearing Katrina, Mary Claire drifted in and asked, "How many for dinner tonight?" "The usual suspects, ... six" I said. "Want me to build a fire?" "No, I'll oven bake some chicken and a couple of veggies should do it. If we have any rolls in the freezer I'll get those out as well," replied Mary Claire turning to leave the room. "Mom, when Ashley gets home can we talk to you about something?" asked Katrina. "Certainly," smiled Veronica. I sat on the couch and opened the Wall Street Journal I'd forgotten to take to the office this morning. Veronica sat next to me with her arm around my shoulder and said softly onto my ear, "Was I too forward with Dave?" "No, you were just being the love of my life. All three of us enjoyed it. Immensely." I turned and softly kissed her. "If the luncheon goes well why don't you suggest that you and I meet him and his wife for dinner next week," she suggested. I agreed it was a nice idea. I'd like to see if my musing about what kind of woman he was married to were anywhere near accurate. Fifteen minutes later Ashley breezed in, stopped to kiss us both and went upstairs to see her sister. A few minutes later Katrina called down the stairs, "Mom can you come up?" "Go. Solve the issue, whatever it is. Do your mom thing," I smiled. As Veronica was heading up the stairs Carol came in, called "Hi" to Veronica and then to Mary Claire. Then seeing me she asked, "Do you want some wine?" "Sure if you'll join me," I smiled over the top of the newspaper. She came back in the room with two glasses of white wine, set both on the coffee table and sat next to me. After taking a sip from her class she leaned into me and warmly kissed me, saying "Hello my dearest. I missed you and Veronica today." After breaking our kiss I got up and asked Mary Claire what happened to the other boxes from yesterday. She picked them up from a dining room chair, handed them to me and lightly kissed me. "Love you, Dad." "Love you too, sweetheart," and walked back into the den sitting next to Carol. "These are for you. I got them yesterday but last evening was a bit hectic. So, enjoy." "Thanks, Scott, what is it besides a camera?" she asked taking the larger box off my lap. "It's the newest model of my camera with a long zoom lens that's very fast and two 8 GB memory cards. I bought one for Mary Claire too. I thought you'd enjoy using them." "Aww, thanks. Sure you didn't buy it for me just to get in my panties?" she laughed. "Mary Claire asked the same thing yesterday. Veronica told her that all I had to do was pull down my zipper to get into her panties," I smiled as I raised my glass. "May I assume that it's the same for you?" "For sure, you wonderful sexy man. Any second thoughts about me being here?" she asked taking a sip of her wine. "Not a one. We had an interesting conversation with Evie Graham yesterday. She wants to talk to you about marrying us, and that we'd have to go through few sessions of premarital counseling. Before that though Veronica and I need to sit down, or lie down, with you and talk a couple of issues through," I said. "Premarital. ... l love the sound of that word when it's applied to us. Scott, I love you as much as I do Veronica. My words fail to describe how I feel in my heart for both of you. Just any old time, say the word and I'm happy to talk. Of course you could just pull down your zipper as a signal and I'll come running," she laughed as her left hand caressed my now erect cock. "Did I do that?" she coyly asked standing up, unzipping and letting her below the knee length skirt slide to her feet revealing tan garter stockings. "I thought you only wore pantyhose to work?" I gasped while reaching for the inside of her thigh, lightly caressing it and pulling her back beside me. She sat against the arm of the couch and lifted her legs across my lap. "I always did, but today I thought I'd try stockings. Every time I crossed my legs under my desk I could feel my bare thighs and each time I thought of both my lovers. Electrifying is what you both do to me. Mmm, your hand feels good. Keep that up for ten minutes and I'll fuck you right here. I'm getting damp already." ## "Mom, when Ashley and I were seducing Cathleen last night one of us called her a 'hot bitch' and her whole demeanor changed." "She got upset?" asked Veronica. "No she got more excitable and became 'submissive' I guess is the word. She said she'd do anything we 'commanded' her to do. She said she wanted to be 'our hot bitch'. We thought she was just playing a game, so we played along. Every time one of us used 'bitch' she became even more submissive and energetic. We talked about it a bit after she fell asleep, and we were still confused if she was serious or it was a game. As she slept she looked so peaceful that we still thought it was a game she enjoyed playing, but it still scared us," finished Katrina with tears forming in her eyes. Veronica moved to her side and hugged her. After composing herself she continued, "I awoke in the middle of the night with her head on my breast and her arm over my lower stomach. She sounded like she was purring quietly in her sleep as if she was having a pleasant dream. Then this morning, she was sitting in the chair where Ashley is sitting now just waiting for us to wake up. She helped us to shower, dry our hair and dress." With a quiver in her voice she said with tears in her eyes, "Mom, that's not all. This morning she seemed to be so happy and when she said she really enjoyed what happened last night I replied without thinking as we walked to the bathroom that she was certainly one hot bitch for us last night. She grinned saying that she loves being our hot bitch. Mom, she was so happy when she directed us into the shower before we could pee. And then...and then...with the water running over my back she knelt between us and asked me to pee on her face and Ashley to pee in her hair. I don't know what came over me, but I'm so embarrassed to say that we did pee on her and when we'd finished she looked up with the biggest smile I have seen from her in years. She actually said that she was very pleased to be our bitch. It wasn't a game. She really wants to be my....our ... bitch. I don't want to have that kind of power over another person, especially my mother," she finished with tears streaming down her face and wetting Veronica's blouse. While Veronica held her daughter Ashley elaborated further about the prior evening and that morning. Veronica concluded that they were both confused and scared by what happened. After Ashley finished, Veronica shook her head, "First, let me say that participating in water sports doesn't make you an evil person Katrina, or you either Ashley. Also, I'm not sure I'd have thought it was anything but a game she was playing at first and I may well have gone along with it thinking it was a game that excited her. This type of thing, dominance and submission, and a woman wanting to be someone's bitch is beyond my experience and knowledge. It almost sounds as if it could be a repeat of what cost her her marriage to your Father. Perhaps Evie can help. Do you have an appointment yet?" "Tomorrow, two thirty, down at Wash U," replied Ashley. "Should we talk to Dad about it?" "No, I'd suggest not now. After you've talked to Evie would be a better time," mused Veronica. "Is Carol home yet?" "I don't know, but that sure sounded nice. Is she 'home' yet. We both really like her. I hope things work out so she stays," smiled a more composed Katrina. As they opened the door they could hear "Ohh, God that feels good. Harder baby, harder! Like that. Mmmm, yes, almost there, Mmmm, good." "That's Carol's voice. She and Dad must be fucking on the couch. Shall we watch? Dibs on sucking him when they're done," grinned Katrina. Just as they reached the door to the den Carol explosively came, wrapped her arms around my neck and held herself tightly to my chest. My pants were around my ankles and she was straddling me. Veronica walked over and lightly kissed Carol's ear through her hair and said, "Welcome home honey. I see you got a welcome home fuck from our fiancé." With a languorous tone Carol replied, "Yes. Hi dear love. Sit." With Carol still impaled on me and her head on my left shoulder Veronica sat to my left and caressed my arm. With her head on my other shoulder Katrina cuddled against me while Ashley sat on the coffee table grinning brightly at the four of us. So this is retirement. I hope I live through it, I thought. "Did you come Dad?" asked Katrina. "No, but I'm still hard. Why?" "I didn't get my protein snack at lunch. Can I have him Carol?" asked Katrina. Veronica moved to the end of the couch and extended her arms to Carol who raised off me and kind of rolled, fell into Veronica's embrace. Katrina with a glare of a tigress in her eyes knelt on the floor in front of me and Ashley sat beside me and wrapped her hand around my cock. A moment later I was engulfed in Katrina's warm wet mouth. A minute after Katrina began laving me Ashley asked, "Share?" "Umm huh, as long as I get some in my mouth," nodded Katrina between licks. Ashley got up, I spread my legs a bit wider and they both licked and sucked me. I pulled their hair to the side so Veronica, Carol and I could see their unobstructed faces. They worked so well as a team, one sucking high and the other licking low, sometimes both licking along opposite sides of my shaft, and occasionally kissing each other with my hard cock between them. Periodically they moved north and off the head of my cock to give each other a brief yet hot kiss before again pleasuring me with their glorious and ever improving skills. One moment Katrina had taken me in her mouth, and Ashley was licking my balls. I felt the stirring desire for release. "Umm, soon girls, soon," I begged. They both knew I wanted to come and were happy to grant me my wish. Ashley picked up the tube of K-Y put a dollop on her finger and asked "Now?" Katrina lifted off my cock long enough to say 'yes', then wrapped her lips back around the head of my cock and started bobbing with a vengeance. Her left hand started to slide up and down the base of my shaft matching the rhythm of her descending and ascending head. Ashley firmly pushed her lubricated finger in my asshole to her second knuckle and I came in Katrina's mouth. After two spurts Katrina wrapped her thumb and first finger around the base of my cock, lifted her mouth off and as she gasped for breath nodded to Ashley. Without removing her finger Ashley closed her lips around me and a split second later Katrina removed her fingers. I spurted three or four more times into her mouth. As I calmed down a bit and my breathing returned to normal, Ashley wriggled her finger and removed it. Reaching for a tissue on the end table she cleaned her finger and my asshole before sitting next to me. "First time I've been gang-blown, with a finger in my ass to boot," I smiled as my eyes refocused. I wrapped my arms around both and pulled them close to me as each kissed a cheek. I turned my head to my right and gently kissed Katrina. As my mouth briefly explored her mouth I tasted my remnant in her mouth. I quietly said, "Thank you," before turning my head to Ashley to give her the same kiss and experience the same taste in her mouth. Any Chance We Could Ch. 37 Mary Claire was leaning against the doorframe smiling and rhetorically asked, "Think Emerson would enjoy that?" "Or Dave?" chimed in Veronica. "Hopefully both," laughed Katrina. "Dinner in fifteen, any one want wine, or a refill?" asked Mary Claire. "Topless dinner tonight ladies?" I asked with a hopeful smile. "Took the words right out of my formerly come filled mouth Dad," laughed Katrina. "Okay by me, if Mom's agreeable." Veronica nodded. "Come on Ashley let's get some heels on and some tops and bras off," she said rising and leaving the den hand in hand with Ashley. "Will one of you bring me a dry thong when you come back down?" asked Carol to Ashley's back. I was in the foyer when my two bouncing daughters came down topless and both wearing skirts and heels. Carol took the offered thong from Ashley and stepped into it and asked, "Skirt back on?" as she unbuttoned her blouse. "Yeah." I replied, "Longish skirt and heels, bare tits, redheaded woman, what a sight you'll be." "Too bad Dave left," laughed Veronica as she removed her blouse and bra and began pulling my shirt out of my pants. "You too," kissing me as she unbuttoned my shirt. As soon as I was bare-chested an equally bare-chested Mary Claire was dragging her nipples across my back. "Well, Dad, as good as expected?" grinned Katrina. "It'll have to do," I laughed. During dinner we talked about the changes to the addition. As Veronica and Carol were talking about having the décor of the second bedroom in the new master suite very feminine, Mary Claire asked if we'd consider letting her live here full time. "I'll even put up a tent in the back yard if I have too," she remarked. "I've never been with a family that has much love and affection for each other as this one." Veronica, looked at me and asked, "Can you handle another teenager living here?" Mary Claire was sitting next to me. I looked into her pleading eyes, leaned over, caressed her bare breast and pinched a nipple," Looks like I can," I laughed. "So, where are we?" Asked my queen rhetorically. "We have an enlarged suite for Ashley and Katrina, the spare bedroom, our master suite enlarged, the small first floor maid's bedroom that has been a storage room is being enlarged to include a larger sitting area and a new master suite of two bedrooms, large walk-in closet and a bath/spa on the second level over the first level addition. Then there's the four room apartment on the back of the office. When we move into the new master suite, how about Katrina and Ashley moving into our bedroom with the enlarged bath and keeping Bryce Field, Mary Claire and Cindy when she spends the night can have Ashley and Katrina's room. The spare bedroom on the second floor remains, our new three room suite for guests, the new four room office/ bedroom/ bathroom/spa suite adjacent to the pool will be available. Perhaps I'll offer it to Lauren. Our suite will be over the office suite and accessible from either floor as well as from the pool. "Sounds expensive," said Carol. "It is, but who's counting when it comes to my family," I concluded. As the dishes were cleared, Carol asked me, "Veronica said we're going to have a pussy shaving party tonight, is that true?" "I suppose so," I grinned. "Why?" "Well, I'd like to keep a runway at least, I like my red hair," Carol said. "Neat idea. Dad, I'd like mine trimmed to leave a 'V' pointing to the promised land," laughed Katrina. We retired to Bryce Field and began a gang shaving event. As much as I wanted to do everyone, ten minutes into shaving Veronica and only being half way through doing her, I knew Veronica and Katrina were going to have to assist. I was quite surprised that I was not aroused by what I was seeing and touching. I guess I was concentrating so hard in not nicking Veronica that I didn't think anything sexual as I was trimming with the scissors and then shaving her. I only became aroused when I was applying baby oil to her now bare pussy. But not Veronica, her arousal was clearly visible throughout the shaving and from the beginning to the end of her doing Mary Claire. Mary Claire winked at me when she noticed that I saw that my fiancée's nipples were still quite hard. Mary Claire won the series of coin tosses to determine who would shave me while Veronica took pictures. While Mary Claire was shaving me she held the head of my cock in her mouth to 'get it out of the way' she said as she shaved my balls. That excuse got a lot of 'oh, yeahs' and 'since whens' from the peanut gallery. When we were done everyone was pleased with the result and our new look. Each bare pussy looked even more scrumptious as they glistened with arousal and baby oil. Each spread her legs inviting me to lick and enjoy the new feel. I have to admit everyone felt different to my mouth and I was able to wander well beyond the edge of each of my lover's womanly lips without having hair to push through or aside. I enjoyed the experience. They too agreed that they were all more sensitive. I too was quite a bit more sensitive and I certainly enjoyed five bare pussies in our bed. Katrina wound up on her back with Mary Claire straddling her face and Ashley between her legs eating her and playing with the plug in her asshole. They'll soon be a supply of toys in our house I quietly grinned. Seconds later Carol was astride my mouth and Veronica impaled on my cock, our wetted and hairless skin slapping against each other filling our ears and Bryce field with a sound unheard before. Our passion quickly built and it was not more than five minutes before all three of us came almost simultaneously. Mary Claire slid down to dutifully clean Veronica's juices off my cock and greedily savored the bit of come still dribbling out. Carol licked Ashley's face spotless of Katrina's juices. Veronica being held by both our daughters had a serene look on her face as her eyes quickly closed and her breathing calmed. Exhausted I fell into a relaxed asleep snuggled comfortably between Carol and Mary Claire. * I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but the chapters may sometimes be published further apart because of my day job. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd like especially to hear from any female readers. Any Chance We Could Ch. 38 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Wednesday, October 31 At seven thirty Scott's cell rang and Veronica picked it up from the dresser and answered when she saw the caller ID was Grace. "Hi, stranger, I've missed you. ... Thanks, and how's your brother? ... Good. ... This morning? Sure, where? ... Eight? ... We may be a few minutes late, but we'll be there." I'd just walked out of the bathroom and was tucking in my shirt when Veronica told me that Grace had just called and we were going to meet her for breakfast at the First Watch in the valley. As she hurriedly dressed, I went down to the den and found Grace's check and put it in my jacket pocket. Mary Claire had a cup of coffee waiting for me and both daughters got their usual morning embrace and ass squeeze. Mary Claire walked over to me, turned her back to me and said, "Me too, Dad." "Grace just called. Your mother and I are going to meet her for breakfast. Katrina you need to be at the club by ten, Mary Claire and Ashley you can hang here until eleven-thirty or leave with your sister at nine-thirty," I reminded them. Carol and Veronica came down about ten minutes later and I kissed Carol goodbye as we hurried out the door. I had grabbed the keys for Veronica's car so we went in that. At about five after we parked in front of First Watch and were greeted by Grace who stood from her booth when she saw us walking in. After hugs all around, we sat, quickly perused the menu and ordered. After a bit of small talk, Grace announced, "I have some good news and some not so good news." "The good news is that my brother should make a complete recovery and I've fallen in love with Edith and she with me." "Wow," I uttered surprised. I didn't know what else to say. I knew a bit about what happened in California but for the falling in love part, Veronica's story hadn't hinted that they were that serious. My fiancée seemed to be surprised as well by the quickness of it all. "I know it's sudden. And truthfully it's caught us both off guard and we too are amazed by how rapidly our feelings developed for each other. I can't explain my feelings for her other than she and I've meshed emotionally and she's the person I've been looking for all my life. Edith wants us to travel together. She wants to show me sights she's seen and to explore new ones together. I'm leaving with her tomorrow to spend three weeks to a month at a villa in Tuscany. We fly into Rome where we'll spend a few nights before renting a car and driving to her villa. I guess we'll need to put the job I offered to take on hold. Truthfully, I won't be offended if you hire someone else. Sorry, if this is a disappointment to you." "It is. I'll miss seeing you everyday. In fact, I have your bonus check with me," I said. I passed the sealed envelope across the table and Grace opened it with unsteady hands. After pulling it out she said, "There seems to be a mistake. Payroll added an extra zero or two." "No, no mistake, it's a million, just what Emerson and I agreed on," I said. "Grace you played a big part in our success and we believe you should share in those fruits. This doesn't include your pension, which by the way Emerson made an extra deposit into it last Thursday to bring your annual payment from the corporate pension plan to seventy-eight per cent of current salary and you'll be carried on the medical plan until you become eligible for Medicare." Holding the check in both unsteady hands, she said, "I just never expected, ... never thought, ... that you'd give me this much. Maybe a year's pay, but not this much. I don't know what else to say except 'thank you'. Do I get to keep it in light of my not staying?" she asked with an unsteady voice. "Grace, don't be silly. It's in recognition for what you've done for us, on the future at all. What you'd have been paid by me would've been on top of everything else. Grace, I suspect with what you've put aside over the years that you'll have a very comfortable retirement." "You're right. My investment account is very healthy. I've learned much by listening to you and Emerson talk over the years," she smiled. Grace finally folded the check and put it in her purse when our food came. We chatted at length about Edith and I asked her if she thought that Cheryl Babcock would be a good choice to run my household office. I also told her that I was interviewing a financial manager later today. She had the highest praise for Cheryl and said the only caveat would be her husband. "He was never too wild about her working, even though he travels quite a bit. He strikes me as over-compensating by constantly attempting to demonstrate that he's so manly. If she can avoid being distracted by her husband and his games, she'd do an excellent job. I've met her kids, very lovely daughter and a handsome son. Haven't seen them in a year though," Grace said. While I was tempted to tell her that Cheryl was divorcing her husband, it wasn't public knowledge yet, so I'd not violate Cheryl's trust. It was approaching nine-thirty when I grabbed the check and told her we needed to leave for the closing. Veronica wished her well as we stood in front of the restaurant and she hugged and kissed us both. "Keep in touch," Veronica told her. "I'll put a piece of wedding cake in the freezer for you." "I'm sorry I'll miss your wedding. You're both very fortunate to have found your soul mate. I strongly sense Edith may be mine. Love you both and I'll let you know when we're back in town. Dinner together, perhaps?" she sparkled as she turned to walk the opposite direction to her car. Veronica and I got to the club a few minutes before ten and as we were standing in the lobby Katrina, Ashley and Mary Claire arrived. Emerson and Hazel were next and Kim and Gwen arrived just as Emerson's SUV was being driven to valet parking. Jack, Michael, Margaret and another man were next to arrive in a limo driven by Lauren. Michael introduced the other gentleman to Emerson and me as their attorney, Sanford Billing. I made an inquiry at the office and was told that room six was set up for us and that coffee and juice were waiting. As Emerson began directing everyone back to the room, Clairise Hoffman, Isadore's widow arrived in a cab and Cheryl pulled in right behind her. I went out and helped Clairise from the cab, and gave her a gentle friendly hug before she clung to my arm as we slowly walked in. "Bad hip, really should get the damned thing fixed," she offered as an explanation for her slow pace. I rubbed her hand as we walked down the hallway. "Clairise, I warn you, if you do I get the first and second dance," I smiled. "Scott, you're always the charmer," she smiled. When we were just inside the door she tugged my arm and we stopped for a moment while she searched through her purse and withdrew an envelope and handed it to me. "Here, I should have given this to you in July right after Izzy died, but I forgot." "What is it?" I asked. "It's a formal letter of transfer of our sixteen seat private box at Busch Stadium. It's been approved by the Cardinals. I told them a little fib by telling them the box was staying in the family and you were Izzy's nephew." I nodded my understanding. She looked me in the eye, slightly squeezed my hand and smiled, "In a way I wasn't fibbing, you were like a close nephew to Izzy. And I appreciated how you always respected him and how you were constantly with him during those last days." "Clairise, you're right. He was like a wise uncle, which makes you my glorious and gracious aunt...and I hope that I can still can visit you," I said before kissing her cheek. In her indomitable style of being careful not to be too emotional she replied with a grin, "Now, now, enough of this nonsense. Regarding that box, now all you have to do is pay the annual fee. I've forgotten what it is, but you can probably scrape enough together to make it work. Redecorate it as you wish. I've taken a few collectables I wanted including the Dizzy Dean, Bob Gibson and Sandy Koufax autographed balls...now those three were great pitchers. Izzy would have wanted you to have the rest, including the signed pictures of him with Jackie Robinson and Hank Aaron, and a game bat signed by Joe Torre in 1971." As we began walking again to the meeting room she squeezed my hand again as a way to affirm that yes, I not only could but would be expected to visit her often. As few steps later Cheryl came right behind me and walked alongside Clairise introducing herself. She then helped Clairise to her chair and sat next to her. Emerson, Hazel, Veronica and I sat side by side at the table at the bottom of the 'U', Michael and Margaret were on Emerson's right. Kim, Gwen, my three daughters and Cindy who'd just arrived filled the leg on Veronica's left. Sitting on the leg to Margaret's right were Cheryl, Clairise, Cathleen, Jack, and Sanford. As the waiters were leaving after filling cups and glasses, Emerson stood and introduced everyone and announced that the purpose of today's meeting was to affirm by a shareholder vote the sale of Midwest Capital to CitiGroup for two hundred sixty five million dollars. Sanford polled the shareholders one by one, announced each person's share holding and recorded a unanimous vote in favor of the sale. Each shareholder signed their stock certificates and gave them to Sanford in exchange for two wire transfer receipts. One for the cash deposited to their designated bank account and the other representing the restricted stock transfer to the brokerage accounts at Edward Jones. "We'd love to stay for awhile but we've got this new company to run so if you'll excuse us," said Michael standing. "Cheryl, why don't you stay for lunch." Jack, Michael, Sanford and Margaret shook each hand around the table and Margaret called Lauren on her cell as they were leaving the room. Veronica nudged me and looked at Margaret's ass and legs. I followed her line of sight and noticed that Margaret was wearing seamed hose, the Cuban heel indicated garter stockings. "I thought I noticed a garter bump on her thigh when she got out of the car," remarked Veronica. "Good for her," I smiled. I then stood and asked, "Cheryl, can Veronica and I talk to you for a few minutes?" The three of us walked across the room and when we stopped, I said, "Cheryl, Grace was going to come work for me, ... us, but she's fallen in love and has declined the position. I don't want you to feel that you're a second choice, but I'd like you to consider being our personal secretary, household manager, executive assistant, purchasing agent or whatever we ask of you. No bottle washing, no windows, no floors or no cooking. I've watched you during the last week and you've very efficient. I'll pay you fifty percent more than you're making now, give you a car for personal use as well as to run errands for us, plus a twenty-five thousand dollar a year clothing allowance. I must warn you that Veronica or I could make clothing recommendations that would consume part of your clothing allowance." "Are you serious. Gosh, Scott what an offer! Would I have to stop having sex with you, and you?" looking at Veronica. "No, I'm afraid not, at least not on our account. It started before employment and isn't a condition of employment. Participate as much as you desire. Call it a fringe benefit if you will. For all of us," grinned Veronica. "When do you want me start, should I give Michael a two week notice?" gasped Cheryl. "With him telling you to stay for lunch I think the handwriting's on the wall. Did you notice anyone new wandering around your area this morning?' I asked. "Yeah, I think I did. They were going to move me or fire me weren't they?" she frowned. "I expect they'll make some aggressive changes in middle management jobs very quickly, so probably yes but they've not indicated who or when to either Emerson or me," I said. "Well, fuck 'em. I'll resign right after lunch and start with you tomorrow. I don't do accounting though, will that be a problem?" Cheryl asked. "No, we're interviewing a CPA this afternoon. Cheryl, may I make a suggestion?" When she nodded, I continued, "Hold off resigning today or even tomorrow, or leaving on your own before the customary notice. When Clairise is ready to leave, drive her home. When you get back to the office speak to Michael, apologize for the delay explaining you were taking Clairise home. Also mention that in the last two weeks you'd started to serve as my executive assistant while you were still the office manager and were wondering where you'll be working at the same level in the new organization. "By mentioning your recent duties you'll provide him with the opportunity to tell you today his plan rather than later in the week or next week. He'll already have a settlement offer worked out, part of which'll be according to the purchase terms Emerson worked into the agreement, that anyone let go within sixty days will be given severance pay for three months. There's a similar clause for demoting someone too. But if you resign, the clauses don't apply and they'll keep what they were going to offer leaving you with only what's legally due you. If they're letting you go, accept their offer which is likely to be more generous in your case to keep you from making waves. Hence, by the end of the day, or tomorrow, you'd be free to accept my job offer. And as far as I'm concerned, your earlier statement is understood not as acceptance but as strong interest and that you'll get back to me by the end of the week. And Emerson and Hazel could also probably use you too. Tomorrow they're looking at the house next door." "Yes, yes, yes, of course yes I'll consider it." She nodded with a smile, "I plan to get back to you after I talk to Michael, I can't imagine anything better than seeing both of you every day," grinned Cheryl almost jumping up and down. We both knew she'd take the position, but formal acceptance needed to wait a day or two at the most. "We'll eagerly await your answer," laughed Veronica. "Thank you. Let me go find Clairise and offer to take her home." "Tell her that I've told you to take her home. Otherwise she may decline your offer," I smiled. We both hugged her and Veronica invited her, Beth and Max to join us back here on Friday at seven for dinner and dancing. "What's the dress?" asked Cheryl. "Sexy," responded a grinning Veronica. "Call me for details later." As we got back to the table the wait staff was taking lunch orders and I announced that I'd made a job offer to Cheryl and that she's considering coming to work for us in the near future. After the applause from my family died down, Emerson asked if he could talk to me later. Cathleen and Cheryl were sitting on either side of Clairise and they were keeping each other entertained. I overheard some bits and pieces and they were reminiscing about the 'old days' when Isadore had first gotten involved with us. Kim and Katrina had their heads together and were constantly laughing and touching each other. Gwen and Ashley were acting similarly and occasionally would draw Cindy and Mary Claire into their levity. Suddenly Kim piped up to the assemblage, "Drinks are on the house, I'll buy the next two rounds. I've always wanted to say that, but now I can afford it." Everyone laughed and the waiters magically reappeared. "Not now," she told them, "Friday night when we're back here." As things were winding down Veronica reminded Emerson and Hazel that they should drop by our house first and we'd go to the house next door with them. "We have a limo to take us to dinner, so dress for 'messing around' and why don't the two of you spend the 'rest' of the evening with us. We'll need a refresher on Hazel's rules before we play on Bryce Field. Interested?" cooed Veronica. Emerson immediately answered, "Yes, who'll be the rest of the players, besides you two of course." "Well, does it make a difference? But how about our three daughters and Carol. We could divide up into teams of four." "If Hazel doesn't fuck me into a heart attack before then, count on us," grinned Emerson as Hazel grinned and vigorously nodded her head. "Lauren Franklin, the CPA limo driver is meeting with us at two-thirty and I'll let you know this evening or tomorrow how that goes. You and Hazel might be interested in availing yourselves of her services," I told Emerson. "Keep me posted I may just do that," he nodded. "And would it be possible to buy some of Cheryl's services too." "Yeah, let's talk about her too," I agreed. Cindy came over and kissed both Veronica and me and said her goodbyes, she needed to get back to work. Mary Claire asked for a ride home with us, Ashley and Katrina took off for Wash U to meet with Evie. Clairise did accept Cheryl's offered to take her home and I invited Cathleen to join us Friday night here, at seven. Veronica in a soft voice said, "Call me, we'll talk about what to wear. These events have become one where all the females get the males aroused and then dance very closely ... and." "Do women dance together?" asked Cathleen. "Yep, no rules about who dances with who, or whom. It'll be fun. You'll be surprised at the 'new' Emerson and Hazel demeanor," I laughed. "Okay, I'll be here. Veronica again ... are you sure about Saturday night?" she tentatively asked. "Absolutely," replied Veronica. The five of us were the last to leave and after Veronica and Hazel kissed the other's spouse and Mary Claire kissed both the Jacobsons we left for home. Lauren arrived at two twenty-five and through the window I watched her walk towards the door. She was wearing her long hair, now a dark blond with a darker underlayer, down and wavy. The scooped neckline of the sweater under her unbuttoned suit jacket was appropriately form fitting and accentuated her breasts to their best advantage. Her skirt ended five inches above her knees was of a stretchy material that tightly hugged the curves of her hips and ass. Finishing off the outfit her legs were adorned with tan hose and three inch black pumps. Lauren looked sharp and sexy, yet also a very feminine professional. Veronica opened the door and invited her in. As she walked into the living room I caught a whiff of her delightful perfume. Reaching out to shake her hand I said, "Welcome to the inside of our house, nice to see you again." Mary Claire wearing a more conservative French Maid outfit was in the kitchen making some snacks and producing some nice savory smells. "Let's go into the den." I touched her elbow and led her in. Veronica sat on the couch and I offered either the couch or wingback to her. When she opted for the wingback I sat in the other one across from her and took the offered resume'. "You're just as beautiful as you were Friday night, Mrs. Appleton." "Please, it's Veronica and he's Scott, and thank you. You're very attractive yourself and I like the new hair color. Scott is very interested in your diverse skill sets and that's the reason you're here," said Veronica. "Thanks, being a brunette was a brief interlude. I've also been a redhead." I began, "Veronica and I are experiencing a lifestyle change. I've sold my company, I guess your dad told you, and as of today both my partner and I are 'retired' so to speak. Veronica and I want to put together a ten million dollar charitable foundation. More may be added later if other investments work well for us. Veronica may or may not go back into the real estate business, and I'll have a large portfolio to manage. We want to hire a secretary to handle correspondence, schedule our lives, pay approved bills and generally manage our household. We offered the position this morning to a highly efficient woman who worked for me and she is taking a day or two to consider the offer." She nodded her understanding. Any Chance We Could Ch. 38 I continued "Your CPA certificate over-qualifies you for a job like that but we're looking for a financial manager, if you will, to assist us in understanding tax ramifications and help monitor our investments. I'd expect that you'd prepare all financial statements that we may need to present when making leveraged investments and all tax returns, not only for the foundation, but our personal returns and any necessary business returns. As things move forward and if our investments go well, we'll continue to diversify which will demand more of your skills to manage the day to day matters. "Through the foundation we'll give outright gifts to various nonprofits, many, particularly for gifts in excess of ten grand, would be given through invited requests for funding proposals. On behalf of the foundation we would expect you to review and summarize the RFPs, annual reports and grant updates for organizations we invite to apply. We don't see this being a foundation that is open for any applicants but ones where the foundation invites a potential recipient to submit a RFP." Lauren nodded, "I can understand why you'd take that direction. I suspect that you'd be bombarded with a stack of requests otherwise." I added, "It also allows us to follow our own interests rather than being wedged in by finely articulated and narrow guidelines. Now the job would be full-time but if you want to continue your sports officiating involvement we could easily work around that. Veronica and I are getting married in two weeks and for the week we're on our honeymoon we're doing an extensive expansion and renovation of this house. Even though I trust the contractor who has an impressive reputation, another pair of eyes wouldn't hurt either of us. While on our honeymoon in Florida I'll give you change order approval authority. I'll also expect by noon a daily email summary of the project's status as well as twelve to sixteen pictures of the progress. I'll give you a format to follow for the dailies and I'll want it to be no more than two hundred words." "Two hundred words doesn't allow me to say to much," she said. "Plenty can be said if it's well honed." After sipping my coffee I added, "A college friend of mine was taking a doctoral course and his professor had his students summarize in one-hundred words the prior week's three hours of lecture material." "Wow, to identify the essence and hone it down you'd really get to know the material. I'd hate to have been in that class," she laughed. "Within twenty-four hours of our return we'll expect a concise and frank four page report on your impression of the contractor. While we're confident that he'll provide quality work at a quality price, I may well use him on other projects, so we want to be absolutely certain he's the right business partner. I want an exercise room in the basement that'll be your responsibility to equip, and arrange for the necessary renovations. I'd like you to be the personal trainer for both of us as well as our daughters. I've checked you out and learned you have stellar academic credentials and a flawless personal history. In searching the web I found a ton of your pictures but no nudes. I'd appreciate it if you didn't post any more pictures if you come to work for us. I talked to Brad and he said I wouldn't regret offering you this position. I don't think I've covered everything, but now it's your turn for questions." "I appreciate you offering me this opportunity. The broad overview you've just given intrigues me. A couple of other things I don't think I mentioned in the park Friday night. I have a mechanical bent and understand computers including networking as well as most office software. I restored and rebuilt the 1961 Corvette I drove today. I'm sure the job description you just gave is merely the tip of the iceberg. I suspect your investments will be successful and it won't be long before I have my hands full. I like the idea of being in on the ground floor of what could be an outstanding opportunity. "If you do offer me the job, and I accept, I think I'd like to move closer. When my lease expired last month I went to a month to month agreement. I appreciate that you'd let me work my officiating gigs, they're a great form of mental and physical stimulation and they're a way for me to keep involved in sports that I love. I'll take down all pictures that are within my control. Of course I have no control over what friends and family have posted on their Facebook pages, or what others have downloaded and reposted." "We both understand those things," Veronica smiled. "We don't want our financial professional to be the subject of unneeded gossip or ridicule over what's on the 'net. We expect you to be viewed as a smart and savvy professional by all with whom you interact." Lauren nodded that she agreed. As we were talking, she crossed and recrossed her legs, probably nerves, but I did notice a hose welt. Evidently she either liked wearing hose or had picked up that I liked them. Either way, her wearing them was a plus. Veronica continued, "We're building an office/bedroom addition, a five car garage and on top of the garage will be a large studio for Scott's photography hobby/new business. We're adding space to the second floor bedrooms, enlarging this room and enclosing the pool to make it year around, and adding a new master suite wing atop the office/bedroom addition that will flank the one side of the pool." "Goodness, how big an undertaking is this renovation?" asked Lauren "There are a few change orders in the works but as of yesterday, about 1.2 million dollars." "I'll bet your net worth is on the level of a lot of medium sized companies and it sounds like a challenge I'd like to take on. What is your net worth, if I can ask?" said Lauren. "Combining our assets, Katrina's, and Ashley's whose assets you'll also help manage... in the neighborhood of just over two hundred fifty million." I smiled. "You know when you start making gifts your popularity is going to increase. I would suggest that the foundation not have your name attached to it and that you use a PO box or a front office located a short distance from here. It'll help keep people from approaching you directly. Still, I could design a security system for the house and grounds. When I add jogging to your exercise routine, I can be armed if necessary when I run with you or anyone else in the family," she added. We chatted in some more generalities for another forty-five minutes then Mary Claire came in and announced that snacks were ready. Lauren smiled when she noticed how Mary Claire was attired. We sat at the dining room table and Mary Claire served us a delicious variety of hot and cold nibbles and poured the wine. As the conversation meandered Veronica said, "I'm picking up a lot of positive energy from you. I must caution you that there's a lot of sexual freedom in this home and if you have any reservations about observing consensual sex, nudity, revealing clothing, open bedroom doors tell us now." After chewing and swallowing a bite she'd just put in her mouth she asked, "You mean you could be wandering around partially dressed and you could be making love most anywhere in the house, that kind of sexual freedom?" "And not necessarily with Veronica, or she with me but that's about it," I said. Looking at Veronica she asked, "You don't mind him playing with other women? And does that mean you play with women as well as men?" "Yes, on both accounts," my love smiled. "So if I wanted to spend part of the day only partially dressed, you wouldn't mind?" Veronica and I nodded. "Speaking of that I have your g-string in my purse," she smiled looking at Mary Claire before she went on, "You must have been very aroused when you took it off. It still smells wonderful." "If you come to work for Dad I'll tell you why it smells so good," teased Mary Claire as she bent over to refresh Lauren's coffee. "When I'm home alone I frequently wear a tee shirt and flats or heels, and nothing more. I have a fetish for negligee gowns, and while I don't have a large selection I often wear them instead," she paused to allow the images in our minds to take hold. Then she smiled, "Could I do that here?" "Of course. We can agree on the dress code later," I smiled. Looking at me Veronica smiled, "I think we could help to substantially increase your selection with a generous clothing allowance. I'd love to help you." "You have to be kidding? I'd love it," she giggled. "How much do you make during tax season? I assume they pay you by the hour for your tax work?" "Forty to sixty dollars an hour," she replied. "Annually, that's about a hundred thousand dollars. But you don't work at that rate year around. But if you'd be willing to devote yourself to us, for however many hours it would take, with time off for officiating would you do it for, say, one seventy-five a year? I'll give you a 'signing bonus' of five thousand and make maximum contributions every year to a retirement plan and provide medical insurance. You could live here in the self-contained apartment attached to the office wing and have free run of this house," I said. Her eyes widened as I continued, "Veronica and I are adamant that pretty is as pretty does and I'd expect you to dress appropriately for any outside visits and visitors. You'll also be expected to alert all of us well in advance of any scheduled visitors. I'll expect that you'll also be fashionably dressed and accessorized for all business meetings. Therefore as Veronica has suggested I'll also give you an unlimited clothing allowance and Veronica will help you shop if asked. You may also use your allowance for items of any nature that'll be worn at the office when you're alone or only my family is around." Her eyes glimmered with that news. "Included would be necessary jewelry to complement an outfit. Any jewelry purchases over a thousand dollars per item would have to be approved by Veronica." After a pause I continued, "You'll also have a BMW that will be primarily yours for personal and business use. For now you may want to garage your Corvette in one of those storage places and just drive it on nice days and special occasions. Down the line we may end up building a second garage where it could be parked along with a few other special cars Veronica and I are likely to buy in the coming year or so. As mentioned earlier, at lunch today I made an offer to hire a personal assistant to do the routine tasks that you're over-qualified for. I think that about covers it, interested?" "My God, yes. Can I participate in the sex activities, if anyone's interested in me that is?" she asked in a rising tone of voice. "Can I start right now? Do you want me to undress?" "Yes, to both the questions, but don't feel the need to undress. The bedroom won't be ready until near the end of the month." "Oh, I don't know about the 'no' to undressing. I wouldn't mind seeing her disrobe in a sexy way. What about you Mary Claire?" asked Veronica. "Well, then at the very least I'd like to see your legs," I grinned. "I think my legs and my ass are my best features," Lauren said as she stood and moved around to our side of the table. Then she slowly removed her jacket while swaying her hips and unfastening her skirt, letting it fall. She stepped out of the puddle and pirouetted with her hands on her hips. She stopped with her back to us and grinned over her shoulder. She had on light tan garter stockings, a white garter belt and a white g-string. Her sweater hem just skimmed the top of her garter belt. Her legs and her ass were wonderfully toned and as she raised up on her toes a bit her muscular calves became more defined. "Like?" she asked turning back to face Mary Claire and Veronica. "Yum," said Veronica licking her lips. "Now let's see your tits," Mary Claire grinned. Lauren looked briefly at Veronica before she began slowly lifting her sweater and enticingly gyrated her hips. She slowly raised the bottom hem and tantalizingly revealed her sheer bra. She approached Mary Claire and bent in front of her, seeing Mary Claire's eyes focused on her breasts, she smiled before pulling a bra cup down revealing a very hard nipple. She then stood up, pulled the cup back up, stood in front of Veronica pushing them together asking, "Like 'em? Natural C cup. " "Very, very nice. Nice size, wonderful shape, look tasty," remarked Veronica with a gleam in her eyes. "From the glint in your eye I see that you really enjoy playing with other woman," Lauren grinned. "I do too and if a morning or afternoon break involves a Veronica snack," and as she looked at me, "or a Scott snack, or a daughter snack I doubt I'll ever want to leave your employ." "Dad and I fucked in your car Friday night. That's what happened to my underwear. Keep it if you want," said Mary Claire. "I shall and hope someday to taste the source first hand," she turned to grin at Mary Claire. "Ooh," shivered Mary Claire, "just any old time. Stick out your tongue and I'll sit on it." "Shall we adjourn to my desk in the den and start to review where we are?" I asked. Lauren pulled her sweater back down, but left her skirt off. She bent to pick it up and flung it over her shoulder. As we walked into the den Lauren turned to Veronica and asked, "Tell me about your boundaries, if any, of 'sexual freedom' I'm intrigued." "There are just a few. Most important is what happens between us, any of us, stays between all of us. Feel free to share your sexual wants and desires with any of us but don't expect any privacy. We're not jealous, but if you want to sleep with Scott I'd like to know, preferably before you do. I've yet to turn down an offer to fuck either one or both of us. I expect that outside this house you'll act with your most professional demeanor, but inside the house feel free to do as you wish. The common areas of our home and particularly the master suite are my domain. Or as a friend of mine has put it, I'm to be the queen bitch of my bed and home. That said, your office and apartment is your domain just as Ashley and Katrina's bedroom is theirs. If I play with them there, I respect their rules." "Tell me about your family, who lives here?" "Our two other daughters you met Friday night, Katrina and Ashley. Cindy Monroe, a wonderful young lady, drifts in and out usually lives here on weekends. Carol McDonough a long-time friend of mine moved in Sunday and looks to be here for the long haul. Mary Claire also will be here for a long time I expect," smiled Veronica. "Is Mary Claire another daughter, I noticed she calls you mom and dad," asked Lauren. "No, we're not related, but that's okay, she can call us whatever she wants. She cooks and cleans and hopefully will go to Washington University next spring." Lauren did share with us that tomorrow would be her last driving assignment and fittingly it was to take us and another couple to dinner. She did make a suggestion I didn't think about. If I was considering building another garage I should also consider buying my own limousine which she'd be happy to drive. Mary Claire added that she'd be interested in being our driver too. Before I could answer Veronica said that it was a good idea but we'd take some time to decide what type of vehicle to order. "May I ask you one more question?" asked Lauren. "You've interviewed me together. Do you do most everything together?" "Simply put, yes," broadly smiled Veronica. "That's wonderful. It's wonderful that you're so comfortable with each other. I think I'm going to like it here," grinned Lauren. Veronica invited her to stay for dinner tonight but she had a driving assignment tonight as well. After another hour or so of discussion with all three of us trading questions and answers she stood saying that she needed to leave. I must say that having a conversation with her without a skirt on was distracting, especially since she wasn't too careful about keeping her knees together. Veronica seemed to be enjoying the show as much as I. Lauren hugged us both after putting her skirt back on and asked, "Will eight tomorrow morning be too early for me to start?" "If we aren't up, one of the girls probably will be, so yes that'd be fine," Veronica replied. "We'll give you a key then." "Can I tell my Dad," she excitedly asked. "Of course. Your coming to work for us isn't intended to be a secret," I smiled. "Oh, before I forget, plan on being here Saturday morning about eight for a construction update. We'll have a meeting soon with the former shareholders about tax ramifications, so you'll need to start preparing your ideas for us to consider to minimize taxes so we can implement them before the end of year. If you'll put together a list of questions for tax treatment of closely held stock sales we can talk in the morning and I'll dig up my prior year returns." After shutting the front door Veronica put her arms around my neck and after softly kissing me asked, "Are you looking forward to fucking her as much as I am?" "Yes," I replied grinning. ## Ashley and Katrina knocked on Evie's door which was labeled "Dr Evelyn Graham, Professor of Marriage and Family, School of Social Work. A voice from inside responded with "Come in." Both extended their hands as Evie walked from behind her desk to greet them. "Sit please," said Evie motioning to a large couch. She turned one of the side chairs from in front of her desk and sat facing them. After exchanging a few pleasantries Katrina asked, "Do you think you'll have time to talk about a puzzle that Ashley and I have that's not related to Mom and Dad getting married?" "Of course, I'm glad that you feel comfortable enough to ask. Veronica and Scott must have said some nice things about me," smiled Evie. "I can readily extend our time together to do just that." For the next hour Evie reviewed the major areas of contention that usually arise when step-children are involved in a marriage. She was able to weave enough into the discussion that led her to some conclusions about the second ceremony on the sixteenth. Her unspoken conclusions that she would later share with both parents was that Katrina and Ashley were deeply in love and had very strong commitments to one another. So strong that after answering a brief survey on separate computers that there was no hesitation on her part to conduct the ceremony. "You both certainly reflect the values of each of your parents, who are probably one of the most perfectly matched couples I've ever counseled. I think you'll be part of the 'perfect marriage'," she concluded. "Now what's the conundrum that you have?" Katrina began, "My Mom, my biological mother, who used to be called Marty but now goes by Cathleen Morris, was visiting my new Mom, Veronica, and one thing led to another and Cathleen, Dad, and Mom wound up in bed. Did I confuse you yet?" "No, go on," replied Evie in a non-committal tone of voice. "When we got home from classes I didn't realize that Cathleen, Mom and Dad were in bed because when I walked into their bedroom Cathleen was in the bathroom. When she came out I was kissing Dad and my face was covered with my hair. When I sat up we of course recognized each other. I was angry at first but Veronica and Dad calmed me down and we had a rational meeting of the minds. Carol came home a bit later and she and Cathleen knew each other. Cathleen then told us about the swingers group that she belonged to and that's how she knew Carol. Anyway, Ashley and I kinda seduced Cathleen and she spent the night in our bed," continued Katrina. "Carol McDonough?" asked Evie. "Yes. While the three of us were enjoying each other, one of us playfully referred to her as a 'hot bitch'. From that point on she became more submissive and wanted, in her words, 'to be our bitch'. We thought she was playing some sort of game and played along. The more excited and hot she became, the more we became the same. Me ordering her around was all in the nature of good fun, or so I thought. The next morning she took us into the shower and asked us to pee on her and told us that she was truly our bitch. That's when it became scary and we started to think it was more than a game. Any Chance We Could Ch. 38 "We've told Mom, that's Veronica, about this but not Dad. She said we should talk to you because it was out of her comfort zone. We're scared. What should we do? My mother and I've finally reconnected and I don't want to lose that, but I don't want her to be submissive to me, us, she's a grown woman, my mother, no less. Can you help?" Evie had silently listened and when Katrina finished she rose and walked across the office muttering "shit" several times. She was clearly frustrated but gathered herself and calmly told the girls, "I'm not angry about anything you've said or done. As a matter of fact if I didn't know what I know about Cathleen's past and her psyche I'd have been scared and puzzled too. Katrina it appears that you are a naturally strong leader and a dominant woman, which is confirmed by the survey you two took." "You've got her pegged. That's another reason I love her so," grinned Ashley. Without revealing what was shared by Cathleen in counseling sessions, Evie explained what happened to Cathleen's psyche. She noted that Cathleen favors women over men, and is particularly responsive emotionally and sexually to a dominant woman. She further explained that Monica over the course of their relationship, either knowingly or unknowingly, turned the word "bitch" into a sexual and psychosexual trigger. She did it by repeatedly calling Cathleen her bitch in their sexual life and interpersonal interactions, and doing so tapped into Cathleen's previously buried subservient nature." She paused to allow what she had said to be absorbed by Katrina. After a moment of silence she continued, "I helped Cathleen work through the various submissive issues. But I feared it would be only a matter of time before something like what happened to both of you would occur. If it did recur I hoped that the person to whom Cathleen would submit would be a positive influence and use her power in a loving and positive way," she said with a furrowed brow. Ashley asked, "Where do we go from here?" "You said a few moments ago that you don't want a dom/sub relationship with your mom, ... Cathleen, that is. Don't use the trigger word, or words and next time I see Cathleen I'll get her to come and talk to me. Don't feel guilty, you had no way of knowing. You said you've reconnected, that's good, Keep working on that connection, just be careful in any sexual relations you have with her. Safe sex in this instance means not using the trigger word or words. Will that be difficult?" asked Evie with concern in her voice. "No. How do you know Cathleen and Carol?" asked Ashley. "We've been part of the same social circle for a number of years," responded Evie. "I thought I knew a good number of my mother's friends. What circle was that?" asked Katrina. Evie didn't respond allowing Katrina to quietly make the connections. "Oh my," she said. "Cathleen said she and Carol participated in a lifestyle group after she and Dad were divorced and Monica split with her. It was with Melissa's mom and dad wasn't it, Ashley?" "Are you a swinger?" asked Ashley. Evie knew she was in a box but she also knew that she had to be honest. "Yes." "That's so cool," replied Katrina. "Wow. What can you tell us," smiled Ashley. "What I've admitted is in confidence. If it got out that my husband and I participate in the lifestyle it could be professionally damaging," replied Evie. "We understand. There are sexual activities in our household that are kept confidential. No, there's no abuse. It's all consensual and we're all old enough," replied Katrina. "Sometime can you tell us about it, or I guess we could ask Carol, huh?" "This isn't the appropriate time or setting to discuss my sex life. But in the proper venue I'll be more than happy to share with you," smiled Evie. I'd really like to share Veronica, she thought. And take her and Scott to a party. They'd both be a hit. "Oh, one more thing," blurted Ashley. "We know a bit about Abi and Sam, Mary Claire mentioned Gloria, she's going to a concert with her tomorrow night. How many children do you have? Mom's under the impression that there were only two?" "I've four daughters. My two are step-sisters to my husband's twins. He was a widower and so was I when we married. Our family melded together in wonderful ways I'd never have dreamed possible. The way you two fit with your mom and dad looks like it'll be as wonderful a melding as my husband and all our daughters have enjoyed," smiled Evie. "It's been a pleasure seeing both of you again and I guess we'll next meet again nearer the wedding. My best to your mom and dad, and don't hesitate to call me if you have anymore questions and concerns about Cathleen," said Evie standing. Both girls hugged Evie before leaving and she returned the hugs with a kiss on the cheek of each. As they walked outside and across the grass, Ashley looked around and not seeing anyone closer than fifty yards loudly whispered, "Wow, Mom and Dad's minister is a swinger. That's just so cool." "Way cool. And she's not just their minister but she's ours too. I'd love to get into her too," giggled Katrina. "I wonder if she'd take us to a party if we asked?" "I like the way you're thinking girl. Fuck our minister and then get her to take us to a fuck fest," smiled Ashley. Katrina and Ashley changed subjects as they wandered around the campus a bit. Twenty minutes later they looked at each other as they approached their car and said "Let's go to school here," and laughed. ## At 4:30 Kim called my cell, and once again Veronica answered. "Hi, Kim. ... Yes, he's here, want to talk to him? ... Tonight? ... Where? ... Why don't you come here? I'm sure Mary Claire can whip up enough for two more. ... Great. ... Five or so, we'll eat about six. ... No, you don't have to. ... See you then. ... Love you too, sweetheart. Bye." "Are you screening my calls?" I laughed. "No, should I?" she replied. "You know I'd tell you anyway, but if you wish, feel free," I laughed again. "What's up with Kim? Kim Jacobson I assume?" "Yes. She and Gwen wanted to take us to dinner but I've invited them over here instead. I know you won't mind seeing them and perhaps they're looking for some male companionship. Which you'll be more than happy to provide, I'm sure," smiled Veronica. "Want something to drink," asked Mary Claire standing near us. "Not right now," replied Veronica. I just invited Kim and Gwen to dinner, so with what you planned for tonight are you able to handle eight?" "Sure, I'll add another tenderloin and a few potatoes and veggies. I've been buying extra just in case so it's easy to do. It takes some careful planning because being able to get no more than a weeks worth before the refrigerator and pantry get full. I'm looking forward to the new pantry and the two commercial refrigerators Alyssa's suggested," replied Mary Claire. "The new kitchen'll make it much easier on all of us, particularly you," agreed Veronica. "What's the occasion? I haven't seen them for awhile," asked Mary Claire. "Kim didn't say, but she knows she's always welcome here and knows you're a good cook, maybe they're just hungry," Veronica smiled. "Are you gonna dress for them?" asked Mary Claire. "What would you suggest?" "Thin top, no bra, stockings, short skirt, pumps, and definitely some of your erotic perfume," said Mary Claire running her hand up the inside of Veronica's thigh and touching her labia. Veronica shivered and kissed Mary Claire. "Speaking of a long time, when was the last time you sat on my face and let me suck on your pussy?" Veronica asked. "Mom, if you have to ask when was the last time, then it's been too long. Come in the kitchen with me while I start dinner and I'll see what I can do to take care of that question," smiled Mary Claire holding Veronica's hand while they walked into the kitchen. Veronica shot me a bright smile over her shoulder as she followed Mary Claire. I shook my head and went back to the desk and began making some notes about both Lauren's and Cheryl's jobs. Mary Claire got some pots out on the stove, turned with a freshly peeled carrot in her hand, and asked Veronica, "How about an appetizer," she pulled her skirt up, hopped on the counter spreading her legs, nudged her G-string to the side and slid it along her wetness. "Mmm," said Veronica as she bent between Mary Claire's legs. She watched the edible shaft become slick and wetted. After it was dipped momentarily inside her Mary Claire turned it towards Veronica who slowly devoured it moaning, "Mmmm," as she consumed each bite repeatedly reinserting it into Mary Claire's pussy. When the carrot was fully eaten, Veronica began to softly kiss and lick her maid's bare inner thighs above her stockings. As she was kissing closer and closer to her labia she pulled her g-string aside again and gently stroked her slit with her finger tips. "You're very wet huh, I guess you like this?" asked Veronica. "Must be an involuntary reaction. God, Mom, you do that well. My sisters have learned well from you. Tongue now please, no more teasing," Mary Claire panted. "I'm glad to hear that," Veronica smiled as her head moved ever closer. Veronica spread her labia with her thumbs and with her tongue began caressing her slit from her asshole to above her clit carefully avoiding her clit for now. She slowly rimmed her asshole and her vagina as Mary Claire began bucking her hips to get even closer to Veronica's face. "Fuck me with your tongue, bite my clit, lick my asshole," begged Mary Claire. As Veronica began to kiss and nip her clit Carol walked up next to them and slid her hand under Mary Claire's top and pinched and rolled her nipples. "Keep touching, harder, harder, suck my cunt Mom, suck it." Looking at the door Mary Claire began groaning. She smiled briefly before sliding her arms out from behind her where she had been leaning on them and flattened herself on the counter with her legs bent and spread. "Oh, ... yes, ... yes, fuck, ... yes," she panted with glazed eyes. Her body shook seconds later with a satisfying orgasm as her chest rose and fell rapidly. "Oh, God that was nice, thanks Mom." Rising on an elbow, "Hi Carol," smiled Mary Claire after releasing Veronica's head from between her thighs. "I love the smooth pussy feel," smiled Veronica. "Hi Carol." Veronica stood and kissed Carol and after their tongues untangled Carol broke the kiss saying, "She tastes good, do I get a first hand taste?" After Carol disengaged her hand Mary Claire sat up and said, "Whenever and where ever you want providing ... ." "Providing what?" asked Carol with a raised eyebrow. "I get to get as good as I give," grinned Mary Claire. "Fair enough, now?" smiled Carol. "I've got to get dinner started but for dessert it's a definite option," said Mary Claire pushing off the counter and smoothing down her skirt. "I'm dripping a bit. I'm going to leave it if no one minds." "No one minds what?" asked Ashley walking across the dining room. "Smells like sex in here. Who got lucky?" After kissing Veronica she pulled her face back, "You ate Mary Claire. You smell like her and you taste like her." Veronica coyly smiled under her eyebrows and nodded her head. "You smell heavenly too Mary Claire, wanna play?" grinned Ashley. "I'd love too, but dinner beckons and company is coming. We can later," brightly smiled Mary Claire. "Where's your sister?" asked Carol. "Oh she went in the den to see Dad. I imagine she's still in there. Who's the company." "Kim and Gwen," replied Veronica. "Perhaps they're coming because Gwen wants Dad to be her first, but I really don't know. Kim called to invite us to dinner but I suggested they join us here, so that's all I know. Did you and Katrina have a productive conversation with Evie." "Yes, very much so. She is really a cool lady. We'll tell you about it after dinner. What time are they coming?" Looking at the clock Veronica replied, "Shortly. I need to change. Carol, Ashley, join me?" "Kim's Emerson's daughter and Gwen's her partner, right?" asked Carol on the way up. "Yes and Gwen wants Scott to be her first man, she's never had real intercourse. A few weeks ago Kim spent the night in our bed and I guess Kim highly recommended Scott to her. Anyway, they're both terrific lovers and I expect you'll get to enjoy one or both tonight, if you're interested, that is." "Hmm, I could be enticed," laughed Carol. Ashley came running up the stairs behind them and when she caught up she announced, "Dad and Katrina are making out on the couch. She's straddling his lap, her top is open and he's loving her tits. I suppose after a blow job she'll join us." "I love this family," grinned Carol putting her arm around Veronica's waist. "Never a dull moment." Carol and Veronica changed into very short skirts and were bare legged in red strappy three inch heel sandals. Mary Claire changed into another of her maid outfits that Veronica brought back from California. This was the one with the sheer bodice, black seamed fishnet garter hose and black pumps. Her skirt hem didn't quite reach the tops of her stockings. Ashley opted for a tunic top that just barely covered her ass and sheer to the waist pantyhose over no panties and a pair of dark burgundy pumps. Katrina who'd come from my breast play and fingering her pussy was the last to change and she put on a mid-thigh length jumper over garter stockings and light blue pumps to match the color of the jumper. No bra and no blouse completed her outfit. Mary Claire was in the kitchen and was the first to answer the door when Kim rang the bell. Kim looked outstanding in a short skirt and sheer white blouse over a sheer white bra. Gwen was wearing a light weight raincoat and after chatting in the foyer for a few minutes I offered to take it from her and hang it up. I didn't think that the weather was cool enough to warrant it but who knew. Initially Gwen demurred and Kim broadly smiled and said, "Come on, you can do it." While she was deciding I introduced Carol to Kim and Gwen explaining that she was a 'close' friend of Veronica's who's living with us. "Tree fall on your house like it did on Scott's" smiled Kim. "No, I fell in love with Scott and have loved Veronica since college. So nothing's broken and I'm very happy to meet the both of you," grinned Carol. "A 'close friend' in that she sleeps with both of you, huh?" laughed Kim. "Lucky woman, I know I was when you slept with me." "She's got us figured out," grinned Carol. "Aren't you getting warm in that coat Gwen?" asked Veronica. "Yeah, aren't you?" laughed Kim. "Yeah, I guess," replied Gwen blushing. "Okay, here goes nothing." She said "Scott," as she unbelted and unbuttoned the coat and held it closed for a moment then opened the front of it and began to shrug it off her shoulders. She was wearing a champagne colored corset that didn't have any bra cups, just underwires below her breasts, matching champagne colored garter stockings, a sheer white g-string and beige four inch heel pumps. My jaw dropped and Veronica and Carol gasped. "My God, how incredibly sexy you look," I gasped. "Thanks, I was worried that it was a bit 'over the top' but looking at the front of your trousers it apparently isn't." "I'm sorry, but I've just gotta touch you," I said as I moved towards her. "That's kinda the whole point," she smiled as she raised her arms to embrace me. After holding her for a half minute, pressing an iron hard cock into her hip I loosened my hug, looked into her sparkling grey eyes and kissed her lightly before I turned her back to me. Looking at Veronica who grinned back, I took a breast in each hand. "Mmm," she purred and put her arms over her head and around my neck. I nuzzled her neck and was kissing an earlobe when Veronica asked from a foot to the side, "Looks like somebody came with an agenda of 'may I play in your bed tonight'?" "Well, since the ice has been broken. Yeah. Play and fuck," grinned Gwen looking Veronica directly in the eyes. "See I knew you could do it," laughed Kim. "It's taken her three days to work up to this. She said that if my father wants to fuck her sometime soon, she's not going to do it as a virgin. We've shaved her pussy completely bare for the occasion after Katrina told her at lunch that all of you, and I do mean all of you," looking at me, "are now bare. If you're up to it, I think I'd like to fuck you as well, kind sir and experience the difference a shave can make." "I'll do my best," I replied looking at Carol and Veronica. "Shall we sit and have a glass of wine while Mary Claire works on dinner," directing them into the den. Gwen sat in one of the wingback chairs, Carol in the other and Ashley, Katrina, Kim and Veronica on the couch. Kim crossed her legs revealing taupe garter hose and Veronica put her hand on Ashley's thigh and began caressing it. Whenever Katrina turned, a nipple would pop out the side of the jumper. Kim noticed immediately and with a nod from Katrina bent in front of her and began kissing and nipping on the currently free one. I did get a bit distracted in the kitchen by Mary Claire's luscious body. Her hand pulling down my zipper and then grasping my cock didn't help. Part of me wanted to play with her longer, but there was a long and fun night ahead. Besides, I wanted to make sure that Gwen got my best. Pushing Mary Claire away and telling her 'later, sweetheart' I laughed to myself, Who knew getting the wine was such a 'hard' job. I returned from the kitchen with wine glasses and two bottles of wine, one a Napa Valley Chardonnay and the other an Australian Shiraz. I paused as I looked over six sexy and gorgeous women. How did you ever get this lucky Scott? As I looked at the woman I loved more than my own breath and life I knew all the credit was Veronica's. Taking the last steps I smiled as I thought, This is going to be a wonderful and memorable evening. I just hope I'm up to the task. Veronica assigned the seating so that during dinner I sat at one end of the table with Gwen to my right and Carol to my left. Next to Carol was Katrina then Kim. Veronica was at the other end of the table opposite me with Mary Claire on her left then Ashley between her and Gwen. While the dinner was delightful, Veronica's seating encouraged particular playful pairings. Kim started things when Mary Claire called us to the table by disappearing into the bathroom to shed her sheer bra to leave her wearing just the sheer blouse which was unbuttoned to the bottom of her breasts. Taking her seat she teasingly moved her chest before Katrina's eyes when Katrina turned her head to say something to me. Sometime before sitting down Mary Claire had pulled her sheer insert under her magnificent breasts to make sure that her nipples dragged across the cheek of whomever she was serving. Gwen, what can I say, this enticingly delectable virgin had my attention throughout dinner. She gained my full attention when she put her stocking clad leg and high heeled foot on my thigh midway through dinner. Early into the meal a drop of salad dressing fell from her fork and landed near her nipple. Ashley who'd just turned to laugh at something Gwen said quickly leaned over and neatly cleaned the dressing off her nipple as if were a natural thing to do. I noticed that Katrina and Carol spent a good amount of time with their hands under each others minimal skirts. I was starting to get the impression that Carol had a strong continuing desire to be with Katrina. By how she was sitting I'm pretty sure Veronica had her bare leg across Kim's thigh. From time to time Kim would lean forward a bit with her hand and most of her arm under the table. Whenever Kim leaned forward Veronica would broadly smile. Just as dinner was concluding, with an extra button undone I noticed Kim lean forward to whisper something to my dearest who merely nodded with a glint in her eye. Any Chance We Could Ch. 38 Mary Claire who was not involved with any particular coupling seemed content to be watching and teasing each of us with her touches and breast shows as she served us. After dinner we dragged a few more chairs with us as we moved to the den The couplings from dinner remained the same as we enjoyed coffee and a delightful crème broule Mary Claire had prepared. As I was finishing my first cup of coffee Gwen moved from sitting beside me to my lap and leaned back against me. I put my arms around her and caressed a breast. I kissed her ear and nibbled an earlobe. A moment later Veronica asked, "Wouldn't you be more comfortable in our bed?" After Gwen nodded her assent, I tapped her waist to encourage her to stand. When we stood, I took her hand, raised it slowly to my lips, and as she watched me, I kissed her hand. Hand in hand we walked from the room and up the stairs. Before we entered the master bedroom I asked if she was sure. She nodded yes and before we entered the bedroom I drew her into my arms and kissed her. Her deep moan confirmed that she was ready and eager for what was ahead. When the kiss ended I playfully carried her across the threshold. As I carried her I recalled that this was an ancient custom that went back to the Romans who believed that carrying their virgin bride would bring the god of the threshold's blessing and a happy sex life for both. I turned on the camera as we entered the room. I certainly hoped that her first experience with a man would usher in other happy experiences with me and other men who she'd perhaps wish to bed. Meanwhile Kim turned to Veronica and said, "Let's give 'em a few minutes. Gwen's as nervous as a cat. She's never been with a man before. In high school and college she dated a few guys but they were all over her and pawed her so badly that it turned her off on men." "Let's give them plenty of time. Scott is likely recording it all and if Gwen feels comfortable and agrees, you and I can watch it later." "I don't know how she'll react to knowing she was recorded. What if she's not comfortable and doesn't like what happens?" Kim asked quietly. "Simple, a push of a button on the machines and it will all be erased." Veronica continued to assure her young lover, "We'll even have her push the buttons and confirm that there is no recording left." "But if she likes it all?" "I'll suggest that I teach you both to use the various recordings to produce her own recording of her first time. I think you'll love going back and forth through the various recordings to choose which angle will be on the permanent recording. I think that you'll enjoy it so much that I doubt that you'll be able to produce it without two or three special breaks," laughed Veronica. Before undressing I laid Gwen on our bed. She went to thumb her g-string down but I told her that was my job. She smiled, spread her legs and extended her arms to me. I climbed on the bed and laid on my side to her initial dismay. "We're in no rush," I reminded her. "You're a beautiful sensuous woman. I want to take my time enjoying you and more than anything, I want you to enjoy every millisecond of the evening." She drew my head towards her and after a tender kiss she whispered, "Thank you for caring about me." I began to gently and lightly touch her with just my fingertips. I took a good ten minutes lightly touching her whole body, moving from her upper thighs to her belly, from her belly down across the wet silk covering her pussy to lightly move up and down each of her legs. While my eyes followed my fingers, from time to time I looked at her contented and smiling face. Often her eyes were closed, but from time to time they opened and our eyes wordlessly locked. As I moved up her legs for a fourth time and across her hips, I lowered my face to hers and lovingly kissed her as my fingers playfully moved over the fabric covered belly before moving to her breasts. After lightly exploring and studying the contours of her magnificent breasts, my pointer finger moved around and around taking in the texture of her large pinkish areolas and nipple. As I grinned at my discovery of the small volcano-like indents in the center of her nipples. To her delight I played with the little intents with my finger tip. "You have glorious breasts Gwen. I really love how your nipples feel," I sincerely told her. Gwen's grin warmed my excited heart. As I continued to tease and explore her chest my mouth and lips explored her neck and face. She cooed her encouragement. Lifting my face I smiled at her as my fingers moved on to touch her neck and face. "You are such a beautiful young woman on the outside and more importantly in your heart too." "Thank you Scott. Clairise is right, you are a charmer. And like her, I love it all," she quietly said before drawing me down for another kiss. Lifting my head, as I pushed several stray black hairs from her face I whispered, "I'm thrilled that you're in Kim's life and that you love her as she loves you." After kissing her for several more minutes my fingers continued to explore, I murmured, "Can we take this bustier off? I'd like to see and touch all of you without anything in the way?" "Of course," she nodded. As she sat up and began unhooking the back and I began removing the clasps from her hose. As she pulled it forward and dropped it on the floor I moved down to her feet and gently rolled each stocking down. I took off each shoe and rolled each stocking off her foot. After I kissed each toe and licked her instep I put her heels back on. Alternating from leg to leg I trailed kisses up the inside of her legs and to her thighs. As I moved upward she rested on her elbows and watched every kiss she was feeling. Moving between her spread thighs I kissed the center of her silk g-string. It was now soaking wet. After placing several tender kisses on the silken covered pussy, with my eyes looking up into hers, I used my teeth to grasp the elastic top of her g-string and gently pulled downward. Biting her lower lip with a nervous grin she lifted her hips. As the silk moved from behind her ass my eyes moved from hers to gaze on her freshly shaved pussy. As my heart skipped a beat, I sucked in a big breath of air through my teeth and I grinned. There was not a hair anywhere in sight to obscure or distract my eyes from feasting on her lush pussy. It looked so beautiful as it gleamed before me. As I was pulling her g-string off her with my right hand my eyes moved to hers, "May I keep these as a remembrance of this moment?" She nodded her head yes. "You have an absolutely gorgeous pussy," I assured her. And it was. While I was slowly kissing up her legs I studied her crevice. It looked so tight and firm. Her outer lips weren't large but in their aroused state they hinted at the lush pink valley waiting for me. And a succulent valley was what I discovered as I spent many minutes exploring it to her moaning pleasure with my tongue and fingers. When my probing fingers parted her lips the valley was fresh, pink and filled with a delightfully tasty white cream. With her taste in my mouth I crawled up next to her and drew her tongue into my mouth. "You are a sexy, gorgeous woman. Kim is lucky to have you as her partner and I'm blessed that you,re in my bed tonight," I softly said as my finger tips again explored her breasts. Looking into her grey eyes I continued to shower her with praise as my fingers explored. While kissing her gently, once again I moved a hand down to her mound and began touching her labia and the insides of her thighs. She spread her legs even further apart. As she began pushing her pussy into my hand I continued to kiss her, gently and lightly at first but as her tongue came into my mouth our kisses became increasingly more urgent. As I broke from the sixth, or was it the seventh kiss, I noticed Kim sitting silently on Veronica's lap in the dimly lit corner of the bedroom. How long they had been there? I'd no idea, and from Gwen's actions I doubt that she'd yet to notice them. I dipped my face to her breasts. My tongue and mouth slowly explored one and then the other. The longer I explored them the faster I licked and the harder I suckled them into my mouth the louder her moaning became. As her moaning increased in intensity, her hand excitedly played with my hair and she verbally encouraged me to suck her tits and nipples with greater intensity. "Roll over, sweetheart," I encouraged many minutes later. After rolling over Gwen was facing away from the chair as I began to caress her ankles, calves and thighs from behind. A few minutes later I moved toward her awesome firm ass cheeks which I spent a minute or so kissing and exploring. As I kissed my way up the middle of her back she shivered and got goose-bumps. "Ooh, that feels so nice," she cooed. As I was slightly to her right side she reached her hand and arm towards me. With little effort she found my very hard cock and wrapped her hand around it touching me for the first time. She started to roll away from me and said, "Let me look at it." She glanced over at Kim and Veronica. We both noticed that Kim's blouse was completely unbuttoned and Veronica's hands were cupping and squeezing her breasts and nipples. As she continued to fondle me she whispered, "Kim said I would enjoy playing with and sucking your cock. But right now I want this in me. Scott, please. Now!" "Do you want to be on top?" I asked. "Yes. I want to look at your face as you enter me and while you fuck me." I rolled to my back extended my arms and Gwen straddled me. Kim hopped up and before Gwen could lower herself Kim took my cock and dragged it through Gwen's very moist slit. "Mmmm, that feels soo nice," gasped Gwen. "The best part is seconds away. Now slowly lower yourself on his magnificent cock," Kim softly yet firmly encouraged. Gwen slowly squatted closer to my stomach. With Kim holding my cock in position, Gwen paused as I first entered her. Her eyes remained focused on mine. We both moaned softly as she continued her descent as I smoothly slid into her another two inches. She lifted a few times but in less than thirty seconds she had settled with me fully in her. Her hands moved to my chest and I tenderly squeezed her breasts and thumbed her nipples. "Mmm, ahh, God that feels so good. The real thing, your real thing Scott is really in me. It's so firm yet soft and so warm." As she slowly rocked she gave me a lazy half smile, "Your cock is so much better than a toy." "That it is Gwen," smiled her partner. "Now I'm gonna fuck you," she giggled playfully. Then she gasped as she began to raise and lower herself. Her eyes widened even further. She sped up and in a few minutes I felt her vagina tightening around my cock. Her mouth formed into a wide "O" she was gulping in air as she frantically drove herself up and down on my cock with increasing rapidity. Suddenly she straightened her back and sat up with me fully inside her. She ground down. Her hips undulated around and around, and back and forth. "Oh, oh, oh my God," she squealed as sweat shone across her forehead and chest. "Ohhh my God Kim....my clit....wow...its throbbing." She gulped one big breath after another as her stomach quivered. She rose and slammed hard onto me pushing her orgasm higher. "Oh my God...oh myyyy Goooooddd.... so wonderful..... wonderful," and with another deep breath she fell against my chest while her body finished shuddering. A minute later as her breathing was calming. "Oh, you lovely man," she said before she kissing me heatedly. Her tongue wildly explored my mouth. When the kiss ended, she raised her face, squirmed and with a questioning and worried look asked, "Did you come?" She sincerely asked. "Did I miss something?" "No I didn't come. Roll beside me when you can." I held onto her, caressing her back and ass with my hands until I felt her start to move. "Let's do this carefully and maybe I'll stay inside you." We rolled to the center of the bed and were successful in staying joined. "Want more?" "Oh yeah," she laughed. Putting my arms behind her knees I lifting her legs above her, with the backs of her thighs against my shoulders I gently began to pull back and then slowly entered her. "God, you got bigger, longer," she smiled. On the third or fourth stroke she asked, "What am I feeling. Is that my g-spot? Oh, it is, that's incredible." She glanced at Kim who had returned to sit on Veronica's lap, "See Kim I told you I had one." Grinning up at me she cried, "Yeah, stroke right there. Harder now, get deeper. Oh yeah, oh yeah. That's soo good" She continued to chant "oh yeah" as she repeatedly pushed back with eagerness into my engorged cock's downward thrusts. Each thrust was met with a gentle slapping of our bare genitals. I was lost in the moment of pleasure just as much as her. I was groaning and moaning as much as Gwen. Her long hair formed a dark halo around her face. Her expression was hotly filled with joy and pleasure. Several times I slowed as she approached her peak and after a period of slow and gentle trusting I picked up the pace again. After the third slow period, I was ready and from the look on her face she was too. I pumped fast and furiously, hard and deep. Her moans became squeals of 'yeses' as I pumped even harder. The slapping of bare wet skin grew louder and louder. "Do you want me to pull out and come on you," I asked. "God, no fill me. I want to feel it all." I felt that familiar stirring within my groin that signaled that I was seconds away from shooting off. My legs started to quake. I couldn't help groaning and crying out "Ohhh yesss, here it is baby." "Oh my God, I can feel you, I can really feel you coming," she loudly proclaimed. As I was still filling her she cried out, "God I love it, mmmm. I'm gonna come too, right now, right now." She gasped for air as her orgasm overcame her. When I went to move she pleaded, "Stay in as long as you can. Can you feel that?" "Yeah, your pussy is squeezing me." I panted. "My kegels. Can you feel me moving them?" "Ohh, yeah," I grinned. "Kim says she has a hard time getting her hand out sometimes," laughed Gwen. "You're getting kind of mooshy, so I'll let you go for now, but only if you promise to come back for another visit...and soon." "Mooshy? Did you hear that Veronica, I'm mooshy," I laughed. Both Kim and Veronica came over to the bed. I was sitting on my heels when Kim wrapped her hand around my dick, squeezed and said with teary eyes and a quivering lip, "Soft maybe, mooshy, no." Looking at me she quietly said, "Thank you." Also with tears wetting her eyes Veronica knelt on the bed and gently took me into her mouth and began sucking and licking my cock. She pulled off and quietly said, "Gwen you taste wonderful, can I tongue fuck you sometime?" "Say the word, and I'm yours," beamed Gwen. "God, you're easy Gwen," laughed Kim. "Why the tears," I curiously asked Veronica. "Men," she sighed. The other two women laughed with her. Wiping her own tears Kim smiled, "It was so beautiful. I'm so happy for my baby." Gwen leaned into me and kissed me on the lips. "Thank you. You were wonderful and it was better than I ever dreamed." I got the point. "You're still easy," Kim kidded her. "Yeah, easy. I'm twenty six and Scott's my first man. So what's this easy thing. Besides, other than you, Veronica and her daughters there have been maybe four other tongues and fingers in my pussy," she laughed. "Let me have him Veronica. You fuck Gwen. She wants you. Bad," grinned Kim playfully. "My God, I just got here and I'm horny, come on Mary Claire lets have some more dessert," said Carol reaching for the zipper in Mary Claire's uniform. Soon enough, Veronica and Gwen were in a sixty-nine to my left. Veronica was pulling Gwen down into her trying to get as much of Gwen and my combined offering as possible while Kim joyously labored successfully to get me hard with her mouth. Moments later Kim was straddling me and settling down on my cock. Meanwhile Mary Claire and Carol were both groaning in a sixty-nine on my right. Their fingers and mouths were wet and busy trying to bring the other to a climax. Ashley and Katrina were nude in heels embracing next to the bed when Katrina smacked Carol's ass and said, "Don't roll on us," before they climbed on the bed next to Carol and Mary Claire. Later that evening as promised I made love to Gwen again. She must have come another three or four times before I came in her once again. When I finished squirting, I felt wiped out. While Gwen and I were busy Veronica and Kim brought each other to mutual orgasms, as did Mary Claire and Ashley, and Carol and Katrina. Exhausted, leaving Gwen and Kim cuddled on Bryce Field talking quietly to each other, Veronica and I got into the shower together. Though we were exhausted we both felt the need to play with each other and to affirm the other. After giving her an orgasm with two fingers in her pussy and my thumb in her asshole, we dried off and kinda wedged ourselves back into the bed. Katrina and Ashley had retreated to their bedroom and at Carol's insistence, Kim and Gwen were spending the night in our bed. Or as Kim joked, "Gwen's had one too many orgasms to drive." Carol was missing. Evidently she'd headed off to spend the night with Mary Claire. Veronica motioned with her eyes to the girls. I leaned over Gwen to give Kim a soft goodnight kiss. I kissed Gwen goodnight a little longer before turning to kiss my love goodnight. Soft giggles from behind me filled my ears as Veronica turned off the already dimmed lights and melted into my arms. Her breasts felt so nice against my chest as my nostrils breathed in her warm exhalations. As sleep started to overcome me I felt Gwen's breasts and body cuddle against me a moment before I felt her arm move over my side and have her hand rest by Veronica's. I also felt another hand, Kim's, resting on top of her lover's breast and against my back. My eyes flickered open for a moment to see in the dim light Veronica gazing happily at me. Just as I closed my eyes for the final time I noticed a small green light. The camera was still on. We had a wonderful night that I'll enjoy watching again and again in the coming days and years. I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but the chapters may sometimes be published further apart because of my day job. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd like especially to hear from any female readers. Any Chance We Could Ch. 39 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Thursday, November 1st. * I awoke to a soft, curvy female on either side of me nuzzling and kissing my neck. I wrapped an arm around each one and in turn kissed Veronica and Carol. "Can I fuck him?" whispered Carol to Veronica as she raised her head to look across my chest. "He probably needs to pee first, but yes, of course. Once we exchange vows asking me if you can fuck this wonderful man and cock will be moot." Veronica smiled as her hand ran along my morning erection. "Come Kim. Join me in the shower." "Do you think you'd like to eat me while he fucks you?" softly asked Gwen of Carol as Kim followed Veronica off the bed. "I'll be right back," I said as I climbed out of bed too. As much as I wanted to stay, my bladder was painfully crying for attention. Kim was fooling with the water temperature while standing outside the shower and Veronica was sitting on the toilet. As I waited my turn she gave me the come hither sign with her finger. As I got close to her, she reached for my cock and pulled me towards her. She briefly took me into her mouth and scooted all the way back on the seat. As she pulled her mouth off me she aimed my softening cock down and said, "Pee, handsome." I didn't have time to argue and I began to relieve myself. She did a good job of aiming me but after a few seconds began deliberately moving my stream up her stomach and chest. Just as I reached her throat Kim turned and took notice of what we were doing. "Do that often?" she asked with a smile. "With Scott, no. It's the first time but Carol and I used to indulge," grinned Veronica before licking the remaining few drops off the end of my cock. "Hmm, I thought Gwen and I were among the kinky few who did that. I did notice you kept him out of your mouth. First water's kinda strong, isn't it?" While I was aroused by what just happened. I was still uncertain what to think. I glanced back to see them embrace before stepping into the shower. My thoughts quickly turned in a different direction as I took in the scene before me: Gwen sitting against the headboard with her legs spread inviting Carol to gently lick her slit. "Started without me, huh," I rhetorically asked as I got behind Carol and with my right hand dragged the head of my cock up and down her wetted slit. My eyes widened a bit when I realized Carol had a plug in her ass. As I entered her slowly she began to moan while keeping her mouth firmly planted on Gwen's pussy. I could feel the nose cone shaped object through the membrane that separated her two cavities. The plug clearly made her wonderfully tight, much tighter than when I had been nestled in her last time we'd fucked. After about ten pleasure-filled minutes she came and then about ten seconds later Gwen did as well. I kept pumping her for a few more minutes before I came myself. "Where'd the plug come from?" I asked as I caught my breath and allowed my exhausted thighs to recover as I held myself in her with my hands firmly grasping her hips. "It's Gwen's. She had it in her purse. The battery's dead though. I think you might've enjoyed it a bit more if it hadn't been. I'll buy some for us and make sure we've plenty of batteries." I pulled out and Carol collapsed on the bed. "Why don't you two shower. I'll rest for a few minutes more," said Carol stretching her body over the bed. I nodded, climbed off the bed with Gwen grasping my offered hand. ## Max had just come in his sister's sodden pussy depositing a load of semen on top of the one he'd put there about an hour ago. As he stroked his softening cock in and out of Beth, he began lightly pinching her clit while he sucked on a nipple. She came again after very little additional stimulation. Exhausted, Max had just rolled next to Beth when Cheryl walked into the bedroom. "Couldn't wait for me, huh?" she asked the duo on the bed. She was wearing an unbuttoned light green blouse, garter belt, heels, stockings and had bent down to adjust one of her garter straps as she leaned against the door frame. "When I heard Dad leave shortly before six I came in here to give him a wake-up call as well as to scratch a little itch I had this morning. Yeah, we started without you. Max has to get to class. I'm going to work on my independent study proposal and not go to class today. Don't you need to get to the office?" asked Beth. "Yeah, I do. I hope to get some good news so I can call Scott and begin the new job with him. Will you be home by four Max?" Cheryl asked. "Should be why, wanna fuck then?" "Of course," she grinned. "Beth will you join us as soon as I get home?" "Wouldn't miss it. Move Max. You need to shower. You can't go to school smelling like sex," his sister admonished. "Scott invited all of us to join him at the country club tomorrow evening for dinner and dancing. Apparently dress is sexy," smiled Cheryl. "Aww, dancing, jeez Mom do I have to go," whined Max. "No, but you'll miss dancing with Mary Claire, Veronica, Katrina, Ashley, to name a few. I think Emerson's daughter and her partner will be there as well," replied Cheryl. "Well, given that I'll go. Do I have to wear a suit?" Max asked in a complaining tone. "Yes, and maybe you'll get lucky when we come home," demurely replied Cheryl. "Oh, gosh, I just remembered that I'm going to dinner and a movie with Judy tomorrow night, I guess I'll have to pass," frowned Beth. "Max's ex, that Judy?" asked Cheryl. "Yep, that Judy. Should be an interesting evening, she's a very, very sexy creature for a high school senior," replied Beth. "She said her parents would be out of town all weekend and wondered if I'd be available for awhile." "I'd like to hear about that when you get home," grinned Cheryl kissing Beth before leaving the room. ## Lauren arrived just before eight dressed in a blue satin blouse, black knee length skirt, grey stockings and black patent pumps. Mary Claire was in the kitchen and opened the door for her. "You look nice," Mary Claire complimented her. "Thanks. So do you," smiled Lauren. "Coffee? In the den?" asked Mary Claire. "Love some. Black please," said Lauren heading for the den. Jeanine and Fred arrived at eight twenty, she in a black 528i and he in a silver 328. She was a very fit, tall brunette, probably mid-thirties and he an older grey haired, tanned gentleman. Both my daughters and Mary Claire bounded out, as well as a more sedate Veronica, into the chilly morning air. Kim and Gwen hadn't left yet so they joined us as well. Gwen had borrowed a denim skirt and a tunic top from Ashley. Kim was wearing one of Katrina's blouses and borrowed jean shorts. Both were in last night's heels. After introductions I asked Fred if Jeanine was authorized to make pricing decisions. He assured me that she was so authorized. "Here's the deal, I want to pay you five percent off sticker for fully accessorized cars. No undercoating, no paint sealant, no upholstery protection stuff. When they need routine or any other maintenance I want loaner replacements. Show everyone the brochures you brought and let them decide what they want," I smiled. "Are they going to vote?" asked Jeanine. "No," I replied, "Each person is going to choose a car in the model and color of their choice?" "Seven cars," gasped Jeanine. "No, more like ten or twelve." "Come on. Is this on a candid camera somewhere?" asked Jeanine. "No, it's not and it's a cash deal. Each of us needs a car, plus one more for another daughter who isn't here, plus a company car for the director of my foundation. That's nine, and one for our household manager." Fred was all smiles and Jeanine could hardly contain herself. "So you're going to spend around a half a million dollars with me?" she asked in a rising tone of voice. "If that's the total, yes. Come on ladies let's get pickin'". Everyone wandered around both cars, climbing in and out of front and back seats, looking in the trunk. I was the only one who opened the hood. "Come inside when you're done looking," Veronica announced. "Jeanine, I'll take you to the dining room where you can do up the paperwork." Over the next twenty minutes we all drifted inside and gathered at the dining room table. Mary Claire served everyone coffee and put a freshly baked coffee cake out as Jeanine and Fred worked on the order. I chose a loaded 535xi in silver, Veronica the same in bright blue. All three girls chose M3 convertibles in red, blue and green. For Cheryl I chose a Silver X5 SUV for errands and grocery hauling. Kim and Gwen each chose two door 325i series. I picked a red four door 328i for Cindy. I'd forgotten to invite Lauren to join us. I got her from the den and asked her what color she wanted for her 528i. She was stunned that I was getting her such a vehicle. After making sure I wasn't kidding and I reminding her that it was to belong to the foundation as well, she chose a dark blue model with light grey leather interior. When she asked for a sunroof both Veronica and I amended our orders with the same. After a quick call back to the dealership Fred confirmed that everything we wanted was in stock or a day away. We decided to take delivery next Wednesday. Jeanine said she'd get back to me with a final total for a cashier's check amount. She also was looking at Veronica when she said she'd like to take us to Lorussa's Cucina for dinner. "All of us?" asked Katrina. "As many as you wish, yes," replied Jeanine. Lauren walked out with Fred to look at the 528 and sure enough she looked under the hood. He also spent a bit of time appreciating Lauren's Corvette before they came back inside. Jeanine spent another half hour with Kim, Lauren and I in the den completing title information. Kim and Gwen's were to be titled separately, Veronica's, Cheryl's, Lauren's, Cindy's, Mary Claire's, and mine were to be titled to us. Katrina's and Ashley's were to be titled to them. I asked that she email me the invoices and window stickers for each vehicle. "Well, I don't know how to thank you enough for this order. It really made my day ... and week. Thanks for asking for me." She paused a few seconds before asking, "Who referred you?" "No one, I called two stores before yours and they either didn't have or didn't want me to talk to a female salesperson. Your receptionist was quite happy to refer me to you, so 'luck of the draw' was your referral." "More than just luck," she smiled and nodded her head out the window towards Fred. "Fred and our owner have strong feelings about providing professional opportunities in this business for women. They have employed another woman in sales and three ladies as mechanics." "I'm glad to hear that. My business partner is also looking for a new car. He's Kim's father and I suspect she'll have him get in touch with you," I responded. "Trade-in's?" asked Jeanine as Fred walked back in the door. "No, I think we'll donate them to the Salvation Army Drug and Alcohol Rehab Program," I smiled. "What a generous idea," remarked Fred. "Up until this past summer I'd spent six years on one of their Boards. I can attest they'll make good use of the proceeds from selling your cars. Give him a handful of your cards Jeanine." Handing them to me she asked, "May I use you as a reference?" "Of course," I stood to shake her hand and while still holding it and looking into her eyes I said, "I look forward to seeing you again next week and for dinner." Jeanine looked down briefly and was blushing as she still firmly held my hand, "It'll be our pleasure to deliver all of these to you next week and we can talk about dinner then. I'll call you tomorrow with cost details." As I let go of her hand I noticed she wore engagement and wedding rings. I heard her remark to Fred on the way out to their cars, "We'll need a van to take everyone back to the store after this delivery." Veronica and Carol had left immediately after Jeanine and Fred started on the paperwork. Veronica and Carol both kissed me and Veronica gave me a house key for Lauren. They planned to spend the rest of the morning and early afternoon shopping. She mentioned there was a good chance that Cathleen would catch up with them for lunch. After twisting my arm I went back to bed with Kim and Gwen and we enjoyed pleasuring and satisfying each other. I was all sweaty after working hard for a second orgasm so I showered again, this time alone as my two lovers napped contently in each other's arms. At about eleven-thirty the three of us wandered back downstairs as Lauren was crossing the foyer with a carafe of coffee. "Oh, Hi. I wondered what happened to you," she smiled. "If one of us is missing, try the camera feed from the bedroom. Hmm, I guess you could use a tour couldn't you?" I smiled. "We went back to bed," grinned Gwen. "Try him out at your first opportunity." "Oh I intend to. It's a fringe benefit I've been led to understand," laughed Lauren looking at me. "Yeah, it is. But it's a mutual one," I grinned as I raised a coffee cup to my lips. After I three sips I said, "Yesterday I offered the household manager job to Cheryl Babcock, my office manager from our old company. She'll probably start Monday but you'll meet her before then, I've asked her to join us at the club tomorrow. If I didn't already invite you, I am now. We can talk about the time later." "What's the dress?" asked Lauren. "Sexy, sexy, sexy," Gwen and Kim chimed-in in unison with smiles behind their raised cups. "Oh, Lauren, Kim has asked that you don't mention her being here this morning to her parents tonight," I said. "Why would I. I know them from last Friday, don't I?" she replied. "Besides, Veronica told me that the events inside this house are strictly private." Over the top of my cup I looked at Kim with a raised eyebrow and she responded, "I told mom and dad that we went with you guys after the club, no details other than that though." Lauren quickly stepped into the den and answered the cell phone ringing and buzzing on my desk. She brought it out and handed it to me. "It's Cheryl," she smiled. "Hello Cheryl. How're you this morning?" "You wonderful, handsome, sexy man. I talked to Michael yesterday after I got back and he responded to me this morning. Your suspicions were correct. They were planning to downgrade me to lead clerical. He made it clear that while I would have the same pay, I wouldn't receive any increases in salary for the next few years since I'd be overpaid for the position. He also said that if I elected to look for another position or leave the company in the next four weeks they'd give me three months salary as a severance package. When I asked what if I gave my notice today he said that he'd authorize the appropriate three month severance package, and that I could start taking all my accrued vacation and sick leave starting tomorrow, that's another forty-seven work days worth. We agreed that today would be my last day and I can leave once my desk is cleaned out and the paperwork all signed. Can I come by tomorrow?" "You, Lauren, Veronica and I can spend some time laying out your jobs," I grinned hoping my happiness was reflected in the tone of my voice. "Ooh, I'm going to get laid," she giggled in a lowered tone of voice. "See you in the morning, sweetheart. Bye" As I ended the call Lauren walked back into the kitchen. "Cheryl'll be starting tomorrow. Apparently the new owners are acting as aggressively as Emerson and I anticipated in moving some people out." "Kim and Gwen said they'd see you tomorrow night as they were leaving," reported Lauren after she nodded acknowledging Cheryl's starting her employment with us. "Let's go for a walk," I said to Lauren touching her arm. I needed to clear my mind from thinking about my old office. I put my hand in my pocket and felt the key, I took it out and gave it to Lauren, "Yours, as promised." "You're familiar with the den. It'll be doubled in size in the remodel with a 52"plasma television flanked by two smaller 26" televisions." Answering the puzzled look on her face I explained further, "The extra two are so I can monitor games on other channels." As we stood in the kitchen, I said, "All the cabinets and appliances will be replaced and the kitchen enlarged to include an island. The appliances will be top of the line home appliances, and a few commercial grade items where it makes sense." Pointing to the hallway off the kitchen I continued, "And the extra bedroom down this hall'll be enlarged along with the bathroom which'll be made an ensuite bath. It'll be Mary Claire's room when she's not in someone else's bed." Lauren glanced at me with a curious look but didn't speak. I opened the sliding door onto the deck and said, "This whole area'll be enclosed. An integral hot tub'll be added. As you can see the foundations are already in place for the glass walls and support beams. Most of glass panels will unhook and slide into the wall, and about half of the roof panels do something similar so that during the summer the pool will be outside. Along that opening over there where you see trenching underway will be the office and your three room suite. The five car garage will adjoin that on the front and a toilet, shower and change room for guests'll be behind the suite and accessible from the pool deck. On top of your suite will be the new master suite with a super bathroom between two bedrooms. The master bedroom'll have a sitting area with picture windows overlooking the fields and valley to the south. The office, your suite, the garage and my studio over the garage and our suite'll be accessible from the main part of the house thru a hallway with large windows and skylights. The master bedroom'll also have a little balcony overlooking the pool and there'll be spiral stairs down to the deck. By the way, your suite and office will also have panel doors opening onto the pool." "Oh, my. Very ambitious," she said slipping her arm through mine and pressing a breast against my arm. "Let's go upstairs," I said leading the way and pressed my arm against her breast. Mary Claire was cleaning up the kitchen as we walked through and she smiled when she saw us connected. At the top of the stairs I pointed out Ashley and Katrina's bedroom on the left and the spare bedroom on the right. "The spare bedroom will get bathroom upgrades. The girls' bedroom will almost double in size plus new fixtures in the bath. This is the current master bedroom which will become Katrina's and Ashley's. With the enlarging of the kitchen this bedroom'll be enlarged too. They'll keep this bed, 'Bryce Field'." "The bathroom'll be enlarged with new fixtures and this closet will remain as is." I opened the closet door and pointed to the computer. "This is the server for the camera system in this room. Please be sure to take it with you when we vacate so it doesn't disappear. We'll reinstall it for the girls and probably add another system in our two bedrooms. There'll be a small balcony added to overlook the pool." "This bed's impressive." She ran her fingers over some of the carvings on the headboard. "Do you call it Bryce Field because it's a playground?" "Of course, and I hope you'll want to join us sometime." Lauren turned and pressed herself against me grinding her pelvis into my hardon and kissing me. My tongue sought hers and we tangled them together. As she broke the kiss she said, "I'd like very much to have sex with you, if you're interested in me that is." "I guess my cock answered that question already," as I pulled her back to me and while kissing her I caressed her wonderful ass, feeling the garter straps across her cheeks. "Mmm, I'm looking forward to you and Veronica," she grinned as she broke the kiss. Any Chance We Could Ch. 39 "Soon, perhaps. Any questions?" "Why the cameras and are they wireless? Is that what you meant by checking a computer to see where you are?" "We enjoy replaying our play in this room and they and the server in the closet are available on our network, encrypted and very secure, I might add. I'll give you the passwords when we go back down." "You guys have exhibitionist and voyeur sides to your personalities," she smiled warmly. "I never thought about that, but I think you're on to something," I nodded. "Why are you adding a two bedroom suite?" "Veronica and I will in all likelihood 'marry' Carol before the end of the year. The main bedroom which will have a double king bed will be our primary marital bedroom. The second will be the 'wives bedroom' for those rare occasions when Veronica and Carol want to be just the two of them, or sleep alone if they're ill or just want to be alone. It'll also allow me to have the occasional romantic and bonding night with just one of my wives. Otherwise the three of us'll sleep in the larger room together. Anyone else we invite into our bed'll sleep with us in the larger room. I imagine we'll have a camera system installed in both of those rooms as well." As we walked back into the hallway I pointed out where the new hallway would lead to the new master suite. As Lauren stood there contemplating it I stepped against her back and softly enclosed her breasts with my hands and pressed my cock against her ass. "God, you feel good. I'm glad I met your family last week. I'm gonna like becoming part of it. I'd like to throw you on that bed, any bed, ... I could do it you know, ... but I'd like for Veronica to be here for our first time," gasped Lauren. "That's wise, I knew you had good sense about you. Perhaps tomorrow after dinner and dancing we can do something. Would you get us a limo for tomorrow, they'll be six of us, seven if you want to leave with us from here," I said backing a half step away. As we walked back into the kitchen Mary Claire smirked, "Quickie, huh Dad?" "Now, now Mary Claire I don't fuck every woman who comes into this house," I said laughing. "No, sometimes they have to come here more than once to get you or Mom between their legs," laughed Mary Claire. Lauren was blushing during this interchange and when I lightly kissed her cheek she reddened even more deeply. "Mary Claire likes to think that she's chaste, but don't be fooled. Get her in your bed and she'll take you to the moon." I laughed. "This'll take some getting used to, sorry I blushed," said Lauren wrapping both her arms around mine. "Can we go in the den and talk business for a bit. Oh, where's the door to the basement? Tomorrow I want to look around and get some ideas for our exercise studio." "Down that hall just before the bath," I said as we walked toward the den with her still wrapped around my arm. "There's an exterior entrance by the garage that'll be modified so you can enter the pool deck too." "Ohh, she's hot. We'll all love fucking her," mused Mary Claire under her breath as I walked past her on the way to the den. Lauren and I discussed software and computers. I encouraged her to decide what she thought was best and make a presentation to me on her recommendations before making a purchase. We also talked about opening a business credit card account which she'd use for business purposes. ## Hazel and Emerson arrived in Hazel's SUV a little before four. Veronica and I got in the back seat for the short trip next door. The realtor's car was there and she was standing on the front porch waiting for us. She was wearing black fitted pants, shoes with a low blocky heel and a light colored fitted blouse under her blue blazer. She introduced herself to us as Anne Warren, and Emerson introduced each of us to her. She and I looked at each other trying to figure out if we knew each from somewhere. My suspicion was confirmed when she smiled and nodded to me a minute later. I was still clueless how I knew her but determined to place her. As we continued the tour of the house, her speech patterns sounded more and more familiar to me. As she was leading us up the spiral staircase it started to dawn on me where I knew her from. Could she be Amy Anne Callender, my first fuck from high school? The glasses were gone, her hair was shorter, her breasts larger, more mature figure yet thinner now than then, but I was certain she was Amy Anne. She answered most of the Jacobsons' questions and well as few that Veronica and I had. We learned the house was just being finished when the former owner was promoted and transferred to Atlanta. Evidently the owners had sold the home to the employer, and had been vacant for six months. Since the home was never occupied Veronica asked if the city had inspected it for an occupancy permit, and if so what were the predications? Anne had the list handy and gave one to Emerson which he and I looked over while Hazel was opening cabinet doors in the kitchen. The most significant were that an inside hand rail needed to be installed on the spiral staircase, two smoke detectors had to be moved a few feet, the entrance steps were three quarters of an inch higher than allowed by code and the water heater in the small cottage had to be moved an extra inch and a half away from the back wall. As there weren't any serious predications, I recommended that Emerson call Dave, or I would for him, for a third party detailed inspection. Contingent on positive recommendations from Dave, Emerson was inclined to offer $869,000 cash with any new shortcomings in the inspection coming off that price. The small cottage in back reached by a flat stone path was delightful, two baths, two smallish bedrooms, large living/dining area, dated kitchen, nice deck. It could easily be expanded onto the surrounding flat yard which dropped off forty or fifty feet behind the house. It had been built thirty or so years ago and was part of the original acreage that had belonged to the stone house on the other side of our house. Standing in the yard with Emerson we were looking at the tree line that divided it from our lot to the north. We were trying to picture in our minds the easiest route for a cart path between to the two homes. I called Dave and asked if he could do a quick pre-purchase inspection tomorrow for my business partner. He demurred explaining he had several meetings tomorrow but gave me Keith's number. He said that Keith had an excellent eye and would serve us well. I called and Keith was available tomorrow morning so I handed the phone to Emerson to agree on a time. Since he was going to be here at eight, I asked him if he could also go across the street to #19 at ten to inspect it as well. I'd have Amy Anne get a key and bring it tomorrow morning. As we were getting ready to leave I asked Anne what the story was on the house across the street from me. The house had been lived in for about three and a half years. It was a similar situation, an out of town employer bought it when they hired the prior owner to become a major executive. It had been built by Dave Hawks. The company initially had listed it for $995,500 but two weeks ago became very motivated to sell since it was still vacant and there had had been no interest in nine months at the former list price. Though the current asking price was $929,500 there had been three families look at the property but no offers yet. Given the increasingly softening market I suspect that we could successfully offer $790,000. Anne made a note to be available in the morning with keys for Keith. "Anne, can you join us for breakfast at our home, the one next door on the north at seven-thirty," asked Veronica. "Certainly. Scott, it's great to see you again," smiled Anne. "The years have certainly been kind to you." "Thank you. Was your maiden name Callender and is your first name Amy? Did you go by Amy Anne in high school at Mary Institute?" I asked, "Yes. You not only knew me as Amy Anne Callender but you also taught me to drive the summer I turned sixteen." "I must say Amy Anne, the years have definitely treated you well too." "Thanks. We've got a lot of catching up to do, how's your time this evening? Are you and Veronica free for dinner?" "We've got plans with Hazel and Emerson. Over breakfast tomorrow we could visit. Veronica, would seven be okay?" I asked. "I don't know why not, I'll tell Mary Claire when we get back home to plan on one more for breakfast." "Mary Claire is your ...?" she asked. Veronica replied, "She's a very special friend who lives in our home and who loves to cook most of our meals." "Amy Anne, nice seeing you again, seven then?" I added. "Of course, and Emerson I'll have a bid for you and Hazel to sign before noon tomorrow," grinned Anne. ## At four thirty Lauren left to go pick up the limo. She went by her apartment and changed into the uniform opaque black panty hose, white tuxedo shirt, the short evening skirt and black suede pumps. She also took a short look through her closet for something suitably sexy for tomorrow night. Finding nothing that grabbed her she wondered if maybe she could talk Veronica into a quick shopping trip tomorrow. She then packed a few extras in a small bag and drove to the limo office. "Hi, Dan, tonight's my last night driving. I've taken a full time job but I'll recommend my new boss use you guys. Is Rose still driving? I haven't seen her for a few weeks." Dan replied, "We'll miss you Lauren. Rose's been on vacation in St. Augustine Beach but is available tomorrow night. Do you need her?" "Yeah, set up Rose in a limo large enough for nine. Have her at the Appleton's by seven. I'll call the purchase order number to you tomorrow morning. Expect a lot of business from them, ... me." "Thanks. You're in the Lincoln tonight, just four right? Facing seats, two jump seats. Chardonnay is in the cooler along with the Bud Select. What time to you expect to drop off the car tonight?" "Nine or ten latest, they're just going to dinner. It's been a pleasure driving for you," smiled Lauren shaking Dan's hand before she grabbed the keys from the key board and walked out to the limo. When she got back to the Appleton's and parked the car on the side of the drive she took the small bag and went into the downstairs bathroom and undressed. She put on a black bustier, pulled on a black g-string, put on sheer dark grey stockings and fastened them to the garter straps on the bustier. She then put a white tuxedo blouse that she deliberately selected, it hugged her tightly because it was a size too small, tie and black skirt and stepped into black patent heels. She touched up the little makeup she was wearing. She stepped into the back bedroom and appraised herself in front of the mirror. The skirt barely covered the hose welt, perfect, she thought and turned to walk back to the den. She passed Mary Claire on the way and Mary Claire said, "Dressed for success. You look very sexy in that uniform. Just let me know when you want some teenaged pussy." "You'll be the first," grinned Lauren while blushing again. Sitting in my office with her lap top Lauren did some price shopping on the Web for computers and software and compiled a no more than one hundred word recommendation for each. We returned from the house tour and I introduced Emerson and Hazel to Lauren. Poor Emerson, as Lauren swung her chair out from behind the desk her skirt hem was well above the stocking top and he immediate tented his slacks. Lauren couldn't help but notice as she stood, smiled and offered her hand to them both. At least his fly was zipped unlike mine when I'd first met her. "I love the uniform Lauren," remarked Veronica. "Very, very nice. I thought you had to wear pantyhose with the skirt." "I'm supposed too, but since tonight is my last assignment, and given the client, I changed when I got back here from picking up the car," she explained. "I'm glad you like it." "Emerson and I'll probably be doing some joint ventures. Perhaps he'd like to share some of your financial talents," I explained. And some of the obvious physical ones as well, I thought. After chatting for a few minutes Lauren reminded us that she'd made reservations for us at Agostino's at six-thirty and we probably should leave in about fifteen minutes. On the drive to dinner Veronica asked me about Amy Anne. To the three of them I explained that the summer she was sixteen I was eighteen and leaving for college in August. "We'd dated on and off during my senior year. She'd somehow got into her mind that she wanted me to teach her to drive. She got her permit in February and her parents bought a late model four door Ford Fairmont for her sixteenth birthday. Her parents were quite wealthy and her father was semi-retired. So in March we began regular lessons on the weekends and an occasional afternoon during the week. Since I went to Country Day School right next door to Mary I I'd pick her up for the afternoon lessons and we'd practice in my '76 Maverick." "In mid-June, a week after her birthday, her parents were out of town for a week and we were alone on her pool deck. One thing lead to another and I wound up making her a woman. Our activity continued pretty much unabated for the rest of the summer and in mid-July she got her license. After I left in August I lost touch with her, pretty much by mutual agreement. I haven't seen her until just a few hours ago. Small world isn't it?" "Was she good in bed?" asked Veronica with a raised eyebrow. "I honestly don't remember. Perhaps the real driver was adolescence hormones. I guess it was reasonably good sex given our lack of knowledge, we kept doing it every chance we got, but I don't recall much emotional attachment. It wasn't difficult for either of us to part in August. She looked a bit different then, heavier with just a touch of baby fat on her face and glasses with hair that was well down her back. She was a bit awkward socially as I recall. Now she's much thinner, fuller breasted, shorter hair and overall a stunner. I do remember she did wear stockings most days then. Garter as well as pantyhose," I concluded. "So she's the cause of your fetish. She imprinted you," Veronica laughed. "That may well be," I nodded. "Enough about your first love," laughed Veronica. "Are you really interested in the house across the road?" "Sure, I think if we, ... you and I made the investment we'd find a worthwhile use for it. It being occupied would do a lot to stabilize our property values, including the one we just looked at. There are a good number of adult children in our families right now and perhaps we could dream a bit and have them living in houses on our street. This could be a step toward doing that." "That's an interesting idea," Emerson replied. "Give me a day or two to think about it and talk with Hazel. Perhaps I'll invest in it with you" "Hazel, I'm curious about you're 'new sexuality'. We haven't had a chance to talk since the amazing hour or two on the pool deck Sunday," asked Veronica. "Well," began Hazel, "I hope this doesn't seem too clinical. Right now I'm comfortable with being kissed and touched by someone other than Emerson. I'm becoming comfortable with the idea of my pussy being orally stimulated, even to have fingers in my pussy. Even Scott's, but I'll only have full intercourse with Emerson." "I'm happy you're opening up girl," Veronica encouraged. Hazel looked at Veronica and then me. "My ass is off limits." She took Emerson's hand and then continued, "My restrictions on Emerson are that he can be kissed, touched, orally stimulated and he can do the same with another woman but cannot have full intercourse with anyone but me. I'm not comfortable with blowing Emerson or anyone else, but it's okay for Emerson to receive a blowjob. I'm not that uncomfortable with full nudity with either of you. I think I told you Sunday that I'd wanted to watch the two of you fuck. Sunday's sight was very arousing." "What about him doing someone else." "I wouldn't mind watching Scott fuck someone else like Mary Claire or Carol. Or for anyone else to fuck you Veronica. Sometime I'd like to know about the plug you used in your ass last Sunday, but I'm not interested in experiencing it myself." "What if the other person doing me was a woman, say Carol or Katrina," Veronica inquired. "I'm not sure about that," Hazel replied with her eyes looking down at the floor. Just then we pulled up to the front of the restaurant. After checking that someone had her cell number, Lauren left us to find a parking place and await our call. After being shown to our table and ordering drinks and since the booth had high sides and relative privacy, Veronica continued the conversation from the car in a low voice. "Let me ask you this Hazel, so if I let, ... no, if I want Emerson to caress my body, kiss and suck on my nipples, that's alright?" asked Veronica. "Yes," smiled Hazel. Looking Hazel in the eyes she continued, "If I invited him to eat my dripping pussy, and finger fuck me, that's alright?" "Yes," Hazel quietly replied. "What if I suck his cock and let him come in my mouth, that's okay too?" "Yes." "But he cannot stick his nice, hard cock in my pussy and bang me to heaven?" "No," Hazel replied in a firm tone without hesitation. "I guess I don't understand," frowned Veronica. Hazel replied, "It's a seed thing, the precious bodily fluids. His essence. He's my husband and it's only for my womb. Even if he is shooting blanks, I don't want to share his semen in somebody's vagina other than mine. I also don't want someone else's seed in me, not in my mouth or my vagina. If he spills his semen in your mouth it's not the same thing as putting it in your vagina." I smirked, She's been watching too much Dr. Strangelove on U-verse. "What if he wears a condom or pulls out before he comes? What if Scott wears a condom and fucks you?" "For me it's still the same. I guess it's the actual coupling that I see as full sex and as being unfaithful. Besides, they've been known to break. Also, I'm not comfortable with a cock or semen in my mouth, not Emerson's, not Scotts." "It's okay if I eat you, will you eat me?" "Yes I'm willing to see what it'd be like for you to eat me. Carol did a wonderful job Sunday. I've never eaten a woman," replied Hazel. "Would you like me to show you?" "Possibly." "If I show you how tasty Scott's semen is and Emerson's as well, will you try some of Emerson's from my mouth?" "I don't think so, but I'll think about it," replied Hazel. At that point the drinks arrived and after receiving recommendations from our waiter and placing our order, the conversation drifted to where to go on the suggested RV trip and what type of RV we should rent. ## Carol, Ashley, Katrina and Mary Claire were in the den drinking either iced tea or coffee after dinner. Ashley and Katrina were on either side of Carol on the couch and Mary Claire in a wingback at the end of the coffee table. Katrina began, "Carol, Ashley and I were talking about maybe attending a swinger party with Evie. She suggested we talk to you. What can or will you tell us about how you got started, what you do, and if you enjoy it. Do you think we could we do it, or at least try it?" "Well, you, any of the three of you or all three would certainly be a hit in the group. The parties I used to attend with Evie were mainly attended by middle aged couples. You teens would be very popular. Since you'd be the same age of many of their daughters, many of the men, and some of the women too, would be imagining that they're fucking their daughters. Should you give it a try? Only you can answer that question." Any Chance We Could Ch. 39 "Tell us about what it's like and what you know about Evie," Ashley excitedly asked. "First, Evie Graham. She started dating her first husband, Kevin Graham during her junior year in college and he was a senior. They married in August after he graduated. He went to seminary in their hometown and after she finished her bachelor's coursework she worked for a family resource center while also taking a class or two at Kevin's seminary. From what I understand they gave spouses a big discount. Joy was born about two years after her graduation and Gloria four years later." "Based on her stellar performance the family resource center director encouraged her to work on her Master's in Family Therapy, and when Kevin was approaching ordination he sought a call near where Evie was interested in studying. By that time, Evie had taken a little more than half the classes at the seminary for their two year Masters program. Kevin's appointment was delayed until October so Evie could go full-time over the summer so that with an overload Evie would be fifteen credit hours short of the Master's degree. She's very intelligent. She earned six extension hours and three hours as an independent study, leaving her six hours which she took at another seminary near their new home and have the credits transferred." "As a Marriage and Family Therapy student she wrote several papers and conducted some studies that so impressed her professors that they submitted them for conferences and publication. Hence, by the time she had her second Masters she was already starting to make a name for herself. After she completed her seminary work she was ordained." "A year after she finished her MA, Kevin was transferred to a congregation in the St. Louis area. "Three years after moving to St. Louis, while working for another family counseling center part-time and serving part-time at a large congregation, Evie started to work on her PhD in marriage, and included several classes in human sexuality. During her studies, she had seven papers published in professional journals, and spoke at two professional conferences." "She seems so down to earth for someone so smart," Ashley observed. "She's that," Carol agreed. Katrina asked, "Do you know how she became a swinger?" "Evie and Kevin became involved in the lifestyle accidentally. Its beginnings go back to a scenario a seminary professor put before a class regarding a wife whose husband had been sexually crippled in Vietnam. The couple asked their minister if in their situation it was okay for her to have a lover ... and the lover she had in mind was their minister because they could trust him. For years Kevin and Evie debated, what was the loving thing to do?" "By the time Joy was two, they both agreed that in certain circumstances if Kevin found himself in that type of situation and Evie was involved in the decision, neither of them were against it. In the process of the discussion, their views of human sexuality, sex and love evolved. They also started to share various fantasies and played out some of them. Of course, one of Kevin's was the most common male fantasy of having two women in bed." "Evie and Kevin's first opportunity came when Gloria was almost a year old. Kevin was invited to visit a single mother of a young girl who was attending the Sunday School. The mother rarely attended. At the last minute Evie decided to tag along for the one o'clock visit. When they arrived at her apartment, the woman was surprised to see Evie but awkwardly still invited them in, albeit nervously. She was nervous because in the dining room were two women in negligees and a young man in boxers and t-shirt. Evie knew that some women loved the idea of seducing a member of the clergy, and quickly concluded that they were in such a situation." "Kevin started to say something that would extract them from the apartment but Evie decided to take charge by saying, 'If you were planning on seducing my husband, you have my blessing as long as I get to play with that young man." "At three fifteen Kevin and Evie left giggling and exhausted ... and they ended up seeing the three ladies and the young man at services many Sundays after spending a Friday or Saturday evening with them as well as a few other friends." "That small group evolved to include a few other couples. When Kevin changed churches and moved across town they rarely saw that group again, but they did hook-up with another group of upper middle class couples. I became attached to that group not long after they became involved." "A few years later, July '97, the summer going into Joy's junior year in high school, they learned Kevin had an advanced inoperable cancerous tumor in his brain and would live only nine to fourteen months. When he learned of his condition he told Evie that the one thing he wanted more than anything else was to see her get her PhD. Kevin bravely fought and lived twenty-six months, during which time she not only completed her dissertation but was invited to become part of Washington's faculty from which she had just graduated in May of '99 and he got to see Joy graduate from high school." "Evie was by that time becoming recognized in the field and they wanted to keep her as part of their institution. She interviewed at five other universities, three of which extended her invitations, one of which was from an Ivy League school." "Kevin passed away in just after Labor Day '99. Through it all his church and their lifestyle friends were extremely supportive. It was during this time that Evie and I became very close." "I'm glad he lived long enough to see her graduate," Katrina said. "Just before Kevin passed away, Evie's grandfather's will left her more than enough money to retire her mortgage and boast her cash reserves." And Kevin's life insurance more than covered the girls' college tuition." "A year following Kevin's passing she became an occasional facilitator of a survivors of cancer group. She met her present husband who joined that group starting in Oct '01. Neither thought they could love another as much as they'd loved their first spouses, but both were surprised by how quickly they connected and how quickly they fell in love. "By Jan '02 they were talking marriage Evie and her husband married in April '02. Though Evie dropped out of the lifestyle group in early '02, we remained close friends. Her husband had his first involvement in the lifestyle in early Feb '04, and it was my pleasure to be his first woman that night. Once he got over his nervousness he was a fantastic lay." "The lifestyle group I was associated with was a closed membership group of probably sixty men and women. Usually twenty-five couples and ten single women. If a couple divorced, the woman could stay but not the man unless the inner circle approved. Our group met in private homes with usually fifteen to twenty folks at the bi-weekly gatherings. Cathleen joined our group probably four years ago and my niece became a member before she left to go to Harvard. My brother and his wife don't attend very often because they travel a lot. Mom and Dad are in the same situation, lot's of time out of town. Besides I can fuck my parents and my brother and sister anytime they're available, it doesn't have to be at a gathering." "As for the lifestyle, there are a host of lifestyle events and types. They range from two couples meeting in restaurants and then going to one of their homes to party, to house parties with half a dozen or so couples, to events where dozens of couples meet at a public bar or club for a connection. There're also groups that reserve a floor or two of hotel, floors that are closed to outsiders. Some events are publicized and open to all. There are a few lifestyle clubs where people gather to enjoy playing with others. Probably the most numerous and hardest to define because they do not publicize at all are parties where attendees are invited by a member of a tight-knit group that meets at a home." "Though the general public has the impression that 'swingers' are sexual deviants nothing can be further from the truth," Carol said. "Until recently I would have thought the same," Mary Claire interjected. The other two girls nodded in agreement. Carol continued, "While each club and group tends to attract particular type of crowds, most lifestyle participants are married, in their 30s, 40s and 50s, and are professionals. Participants are everyday people who you will see in malls, grocery stores and exercise clubs. If you were sitting in a nice restaurant with fifty couples, at least two couples will have been or are in the lifestyle. They could be your teacher, doctor, nurse, police officer, cashier, bookkeeper, secretary, farmer, the local judge, etc. Their outlook on life is for the most part mainstream, the only difference is that they enjoy having sex with others." "Participants have diverse body types. Don't let looks fool you some individuals you'd think wouldn't be energetic lovers are the most skilled and dynamic lovers. Don't expect to walk into a lifestyle gathering and find people running around naked or in lingerie. Almost all of the women will be dressed in sexy outfits, skirts, blouses and dresses that flatter their assets ... many will be braless, some sans panties. The outfits are selected to be enticing and easily removed and put on again. Men will be dressed in pants and most will have button shirts while the rest will have polos. Later in the evening you'll find a few women in the social room only wearing negligees, lingerie, and robes, but most will have put on the outfits they wore earlier. By that time some men will be in boxers and shirts, but a good number will be wearing their pants again." "At lifestyle clubs or events in a large house, the main room is for socialization, getting to meet and feel comfortable with each other. Some clubs have a buffet while others have finger food. There may be a television or two off to the side of the main room or in a side room showing erotic movies. In private parties, two to five couples may spend time watching an erotic movie. As they do each may cuddle with their own spouse or another's. There are so many different frameworks that it's hard to summarize them briefly." "At public meetings that take place at a local bar or club, that is usually selected because it has an area for dancing. You could be dancing with your marital partner and feel a hand of another on your ass or hips ... it's a signal that they're interested in connecting with you and your partner, and turning to ask if they want to exchange partners would be a welcomed response." "At private lifestyle clubs the gathering normally has a BoB bar because they're not a public establishment but a private unlicensed club where members are allowed to bring their own libations. Heavy drinking is frowned on, smoking has become a no-no. If someone smells of smoke my immediate response if approached is 'no'. Drugs are forbidden and so are cameras and cell phones." "In social clubs socialization in the group room will include much sexual bantering. Sex in the group room is considered disrespectful and frowned upon. Believe it or not, even swingers want to have space to socialize without sex being pushed into their face. Sex takes place in side social rooms, bedrooms and other party rooms." "The sex must be wonderful," Mary Claire put in. "Will the sex be fantastic and mind blowing? Maybe, maybe not," Carol replied. "As mentioned, some you think will not be great lovers will surprise you. Some who talk a great game, are not great lays. I have met many men who are also far more than just talk. So some partners will be better than others. Some partners will clearly thrill and pleasure you thoroughly. Don't discount the added excitement of being with a new person, or with a person whom you have been with only a few times before, to make the experience more of a rush. Ultimately, the primary factor to your enjoyment is the attitude and energy you bring." "Some attendees at gatherings have voyeuristic tendencies, spending most of their time watching ... often drawing great pleasure from watching their spouse being fucked. There are some who are exhibitionists and get highly excited and turned on by being watched ... yes, some will overdo it and be acting more than expressing truly what they're feeling. After attending a few parties you'll know those who're overdoing it." "Some attendees have and hold to strict parameters they have set for themselves, or have established with their partner. For example, a few will not French kiss anyone but their spouse. Others will only fuck another if their spouse is watching or is in the same room. For most it's an opportunity to try new things and do things that have not been done with their marital partner. Oral and anal sex come to mind." "Are there any basic rules or are the rules only set by each person," asked Ashley. "There are basic rules that are found almost everywhere. The number one rule is respect others. Number two rule ...'no' means 'no'. Number three rule, no drugs. Number four, other than in closed groups that know and trust each other, condoms are expected to be worn. Going bareback isn't common, but both must agree if there is to be barebacking," Carol noted. "The idea of condoms doesn't thrill me. I like the idea of feeling a man shooting off in me," Mary Claire grinned. "I think I'd prefer to be in more of a closed group." Carol nodded her understanding, "Number five, good personal grooming is a must. Manners too are a must. Katrina interjected, "I would think most men want to swing more than women." "Men normally are the ones who persuade their shy and/or reluctant wives to their first parties," agreed Carol. "Though once they get involved, the wives are the ones who usually keep the couple involved in the lifestyle. When it comes to planning house gatherings or planning when they will go to a club, the wives do most of the planning. You'll rarely find single men. On the other hand single women are most welcome and eagerly accepted." "What about women being with each other?" asked Katrina. "Though a woman is not expected to be so involved, sex between women happens frequently for their own pleasure, and sometimes for the entertainment of their husbands. The lifestyle is a great means for a married woman to explore and give expression to her bi side. In most groups, sex between men doesn't happen ... sometimes it may happen in a private house party with two or three couples if the men are so inclined. In most groups, sex between two men at a lifestyle event will commonly be frowned upon and in some cases negatively affect the mood of the party. "Though some couples love to target and play with newbies or near newbies, a surprising number of couples prefer not to play with newbies since newbies are still feeling their way. "Many party homes and lifestyle clubs have hot tubs. Women tend to frequent the hot tubs more than the men." Mary Claire asked, "What if a woman is, you know ... is on the rag?" "A natural question," Carol agreed. "Women who are having their period may attend, and some do so. A woman wearing only panties or a bathing suit bottom is a signal that she isn't an active participant that night, she's having her period. But she may give a blowjob or have someone play with and suck her boobs. Most women avoid lifestyle events when having their period. In closed groups, it's not uncommon for most of the women to be on the same pill cycle to simplify the planning of parties and group trips." "At on-premises social club events, nearly all clubs require new attendees to attend an orientation meeting an hour or so before others start to arrive. You need to expect that if you are thinking of going to a club. The orientation is an opportunity to walk them through the club, go over the house rules, answer any questions and to ensure that the couple understands what they are about to do. For small private parties as well as those that are made up of a closed circle, the couple who is bringing the new couple are required to go over the orientation with the new couple before arrival." "A group may be semi-closed in that members do frequent other groups and clubs and thereby do not spend most or all of the time with only those of a single group. Attendees are free to invite other couples and single women to attend by calling the hostess and host beforehand. Showing up with a new couple without calling a few days beforehand is disrespectful. Occasionally a single man may attend for a night or two with the pre-screening and approval of the organizers/inner group." "Because they meet in homes of members, the size of the closed or restricted party can vary from five to eight couples to twenty or more. Affecting attendance is size of the home, time of the month and time of the year. Some members with larger homes have basements and pool gazebos that are designed to support larger parties." "I've attended open social clubs and found that the participants are too much of a mixed bag for me. I pretty much settled on the closed group and when I was attending gatherings I enjoyed them more than the 'club' events." "Why are you a swinger?" asked Ashley. "Why did I begin and remain involved for years?" she asked and then smiled. "Simple, for the enjoyment of sex, there are some men who pretty much turn me on and satisfy me. I found it to be a better and safer sexual release than going to a bar and trying to get picked up by who knows what kind of man. There are three or four couples that I usually fuck the night away with and I seek out whenever I attend. Now that I'm joining this family I'm not going to attend anymore gatherings unless your Mom and Dad want to. With their permission I'd be glad to attend with you guys, but not as a participant unless they agree beforehand." "I know you could go on all night about some of your experiences, but you give us just one?" asked Mary Claire. "Sure," smiled Carol. "One evening, late, there were six of us women and three men in a side room. The men had us line up side by side and bend over the side of the bed, then they walked behind us and entered each of us for eight or nine strokes before pulling out and moving to the next pussy. The first woman to come was the winner. The woman on my left came after twenty minutes or so during that time each of us was fucked by three different men and least five or six times by each. After the winner declared herself two of us stayed until we both came. None of the men ever did come." "Ooh, how sexy," remarked Katrina. "So you never really knew which man was in you? Didn't you care?" "Only that there was a cock in my cunt and making me feel good," replied Carol. "You don't do it for the emotional satisfaction, just for the sex. Each man's tool was different than the other, one an inch or so longer than the other two. Another was so much thicker than the others and the third, had a large curve to his cock that rubbed me inside so differently than the other two." "Did Mom ever go with you?" asked Ashley. "I'd asked her several times and she refused. She said she couldn't just have sex. She needs an emotional attachment, which very obviously Scott has provided. She'd probably go now because she has Scott. Although she still hasn't had a male partner other than Scott, despite the number of women who've shared their bed." "I know she'd like to fuck Dave, the contractor, and Emerson as well. In fact so'd the three of us," grinned Katrina. "Maybe that time'll come," grinned Carol remembering what a good fuck Dave Hawks was. ## Over dinner we discussed where we should go on our RV trip. The proposed route for the RV trip was agreed to meander south to Florida, by-passing New Orleans, then back up the Atlantic Coast to D.C. then turn west to come back home. From experience Hazel and Emerson agreed that two weeks would be adequate and Emerson told me that he'd bring some brochures over on Monday to show me some of the rigs available to rent. Hazel said she would come over as well so that she and Veronica would look for tourist information online and start to plan stops. Any Chance We Could Ch. 39 When desert had been eaten and the last brandy had been consumed, I called Lauren to pick us up. On the ride home I sat next to Hazel with my fingers pretty much inside her bodice. With Veronica guiding him I noticed that Emerson's were pretty much up Veronica's skirt touching her bare pussy. I wondered when she took her g-string off but didn't pursue it. As Lauren pulled into the drive Veronica asked Hazel and Emerson to join us in our bedroom but Hazel demurred saying she was having her period. When Veronica offered to let them watch us make love, Hazel was adamant about leaving. As we talked to Hazel and Emerson in the foyer Lauren finished up a few notes on her computer, shut it down and told everyone good night. I walked her out to the limo and kissed her goodnight, with a deep passionate kiss and hands on her ass. "Did you follow me out just so Veronica wouldn't see you kiss me and grope my ass?" smiled Lauren. "No. So Emerson wouldn't see," I laughed. "See you in the morning, you gorgeous, sexy woman. If you didn't have the car I'd invite you to our bed." "Damn, how about tomorrow night. I'm planning on leaving from here and going with you. I could bring some clothes for the meeting Saturday morning, if it's okay," hopefully smiled Lauren. "We'll see how tomorrow goes, and what Veronica says. Don't get me wrong. We're looking forward to loving you, but I don't want to rush things. After all you'll be living here after the honeymoon and we'll have daily opportunities to enjoy each other. I'm hoping you'll be with us for the long term so let's let things progress naturally without pushing them," I smiled giving her another light kiss on her lips as I pulled her against me. "Hmmm, 'long term', that sounds good to me," she smiled before turning to walk to the car. As she opened the door she called out, "Scott." When I turned she said, "Hazel is a woman who's showing contradictions. I think she's conflicted over what she wants, so you and Veronica may need to be careful in not pushing her too fast." "The look on her face when she declined the invitation gave me a similar impression," I nodded. "She's a good woman who still has some hang-ups to work through. Thank you Lauren, for your keen observation and advice." When we went upstairs Carol was in bed reading, the girls were giggling in their bedroom with Mary Claire, so Veronica and I undressed and cuddled Carol. Carol summarized her conversation about Evie and the lifestyle to us and reiterated that she'd be glad to attend with the girls, but only to 'mother' them and not herself participate. I reminded Carol that her 'lifestyle celibacy' was self-imposed, we appreciated it but it was her idea. Veronica said she'd think about the girls attending, but not until after the honeymoon. As Carol turned out the light Veronica rolled to face me and wrapped her cool hand around my cock. "How 'bout this in my pussy?" "Hmmm, ... sure, I'd love too," I laughed as I rolled onto my back and invited her to mount me. Carol quickly moved to straddle my face and after ten or fifteen minutes Carol and Veronica came within seconds of each other. As Carol moved to one side and Veronica to the other I felt the bed move and Mary Claire asked, "Got a bit of loving left for me?" "Of course he does," replied Carol. "And if he runs out before you do, I'm sure that either Veronica or I can leave you satisfied." Mary Claire mounted me and Veronica moved down the bed a bit and caressed and pinched Mary Claire's nipples. I came a minute before Mary Claire and after she came and rolled off me Veronica moved to clean up her pussy. Carol sucked me into her mouth remarking how sweet Mary Claire and I tasted together. My last memory before falling asleep as a breast pushed against each side of me and a hand held my cock was, Life is Good. * I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but the chapters may sometimes be published further apart because of my day job. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd like especially to hear from any female readers. Any Chance We Could Ch. 40 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Friday, November 2 In the dim light of 5:30 as a cell phone alarm sounded Mary Claire reached across Carol to turn it off. With her long hair flying across my arm and face she rolled back to me with her breast pushing my shoulder, "Sorry, I've got to get up and work on breakfast." With a quick kiss on the head of my cock she climbed over Carol and headed to the bathroom, closing the door while she showered. By six she was dressed and headed downstairs. I turned to spoon Veronica for awhile but my morning woody indicated I needed to relieve some pressure. Less than five minutes later, Carol joined me in the shower and embraced me from behind. "Don't have time for a fuck do we?" she asked gently stroking my soft but now hardening cock. "How 'bout this instead?" she quietly added as she knelt, turned me and took me into her mouth. After a few minutes of my cock in her mouth, my balls in her hand and a finger pressuring my asshole, I came. "Thanks," I gasped. "Thought you'd like that," she smiled. "A woman has to make sure her man is satisfied." As we toweled each other off I made sure all her soft parts were nicely treated. I left the bathroom with her blowing her hair dry. Pulling back the covers, climbing in I snuggled with Veronica who was just beginning to wake up. "Umm, lover. Who was in the shower with you?" "Carol. Mary Claire got up awhile ago to work on breakfast, speaking of which I smell coffee." I smiled and kissed her neck and nibbled on an earlobe. "I'll be down shortly. What's our morning like?" she asked softly. "After breakfast and after Keith leaves to do the inspections I need for us to spend some time with Cheryl and Lauren to begin fleshing out job descriptions. Speaking of flesh, your ass feels mighty good pressing against me." "Better than any other of the many asses in this house?" she giggled as she glanced back over her shoulder. "Top of the heap, or bottom depending on the position," I replied. I lightly slapped her ass, rolled her onto her back, then squeezed her right breast as I kissed her. "Time to get up, Amy Anne'll be here before you know it," I reminded her as I got out of bed. I dressed in an oxford cloth shirt and khakis and went downstairs to get my first cup of coffee. Mary Claire attired in a white blouse tucked into a very short black skirt was perched on black patent 3 inch pumps with a white apron on that reached below the front of her skirt. While I enjoyed watching her, the very best view occurred when she bent in front of the oven with her ass pointed at me. The subtle wiggle that was included told me the brief show and glimpse of her red g-string was deliberate. The doorbell rang and interrupted my leering but not before Mary Claire looked over her shoulder and smiled. I answered the door and invited Amy Anne in, greeting her with a hug and a brief kiss on the cheek. I took her light trench coat as my eyes enjoyed the form of her breasts that were apparent in her tight knit top as she slid it down her arms. I liked how she was dressed, business-like yet not overly conservative. Along with her well-fitted top under her blazer she was wearing a straight navy skirt that ended just at the top of her knees, light black hose and navy pumps with at least a three inch heel. In the heels we were virtually eye to eye. "Let's go into the kitchen," I smiled. "Coffee, tea, juice. We have all three." I led her by touching her elbow and pointing the way with the other hand. As we entered the kitchen I introduced her to Mary Claire. "Is this lovely woman the one you've known for forty years, Dad? My you've aged but she hasn't. It's a pleasure to meet you ... Mrs. Warren," smiled Mary Claire taking Amy Anne's extended hand. "How about just Anne, or as Scott says, 'Amy Anne'," she smiled. "Amy Anne it is, I like two word names. What would you like to drink?" "Coffee sounds great." "When we knew each other you went by 'Amy Anne', why now just 'Anne'," I asked. "It's somewhat of a long story that I'll tell you about another time," she replied. "But I do like how you've put the two together." As Amy Anne turned from the table holding her cup, two more joys of my life came down the stairs, both dressed in polos and tight jeans wearing low heeled slides. "Ladies this is Amy Anne Warren. These two lovely ladies are our daughters Katrina, the gorgeous brunette and Ashley the awesome blond." After shaking hands and as the girls moved to the counter Amy Anne turned to me and asked, "How many children do you have?" Veronica heard the question and answered as she entered via the dining room. "Four, depending on how you count. Ashley is my birth daughter, Katrina is Scott's, Mary Claire has adopted us and we've pretty much adopted Cindy who's at work right now. We love them all. It's nice seeing you again, particularly at this early hour Anne, or is it Amy Anne?" My future wife looked absolutely gorgeous, tight light green knit top with a plunging neckline that flattered her bust-line, an above the knee length brown skirt, tan hose and tan strappy slides. "I just told Mary Claire to call me either, but I think I'd like to be called Amy Anne by this lovely family." Just as the girls were pouring themselves coffee, Carol came down the stairs and a brief look passed between her and Amy Anne as she entered the dining room that Veronica caught but didn't react to. Carol introduced herself and shook hands with Amy Anne. "I'm Carol McDonough, I'm not a daughter but I live here," she laughed. Mary Claire herded us all to the dining room table which she'd set earlier and put a wonderful selection of a bacon, egg and cheese casserole on the table along with freshly baked cinnamon rolls. The aromas blended together to make our mouths water in anticipation. "My, do you always eat this nice a breakfast?" asked Amy Anne, "It looks delicious." "Mary Claire is quite the cook, and no, not every day. Then again it's not every day that we meet someone who went to high school with Scott and can fill us in on all sorts of juicy stuff," grinned Veronica. "High school?" laughed Mary Claire. "I thought it was since kindergarten. Where'd you go to high school Amy Anne?" "Mary Institute. Back then it was a girls school. Scott went next door to St. Louis Country Day School, now they're combined and are known as MICDS. Not so ancient history, less than thirty years ago. This is the first time we've seen each other since the summer your Dad graduated," smiled Amy Anne. We continued chatting until Keith showed up at eight to get the keys. He's a very handsome young man, chiseled features, broad shoulders, tanned from working outside, wore his polo shirt and khakis quite nicely, about twenty six to twenty eight. I noticed Veronica's nostrils flair a bit as he introduced himself to her and Amy Anne. There was an unspoken communication between Veronica and Keith when they introduced themselves. All three daughters also shared an unspoken communication between them, one that said, God, he's a hunk, married, but what a hunk! "Before I forget to ask, how was your concert last night with Gloria?" I asked Mary Claire. "Oh, I guess I forgot to tell you, it was cancelled mid-afternoon, the band couldn't get here from Georgia because of some tornado activity. Gloria and I are going to lunch Saturday and maybe take in a show." "I'll follow you over there," said Amy Anne to Keith. They left immediately followed by Ashley and Katrina leaving for their morning classes. Just as they were about to open the door Ashley asked, "Did we tell you we applied yesterday for classes at Wash U in January. Being transfer students we'll not need to take the ACT in December as we first thought, bye Dad." As soon as they were out the door Veronica turned to Carol, "How do you know Amy Anne?" she asked. "Was I that obvious? I didn't think she was," replied Carol. "I know you too well my love, give," smiled Veronica. "We're in the same social circle," grinned Carol. "You swing with her, don't you?" asked Veronica. This exchange was interrupted by Lauren coming in the front door saying "Hi, everyone. What smells so good?" "Lauren this is Carol McDonough I think I mentioned her yesterday." "Hi, Carol you look lovely," smiled Lauren extending her right hand. "Thanks, lookin' pretty sexy yourself." "Have some breakfast. Mary Claire can you warm up some of the casserole in the micro. Please do enough for two, Cheryl should be here shortly," smiled Veronica. "Swing with her? Yes. I have, for several years, five or six. Her late husband as well and both their children," smiled Carol. "Why didn't you greet her as an old acquaintance?" I asked. "Those who participate in the lifestyle are careful when they see each other away from a gathering. Even more so for our group, which is mostly local couples. Our group isn't open. We don't have a site on the web or ads in special papers. People become aware of the group and are able to join only if they're invited by another member. So, members of our closed group try not to do that to avoid prying questions. Sorry, I did it simply out of habit, certainly not to conceal anything from you. I'm sure when she gets back you can have an open and free discussion. I know I'd like to. You have a right to know everything about me. No, I want you to know everything about me. Keith and his wife are also members, as well as his sister," smiled Carol. "So you've fucked Keith? The Keith who was just here?" "Mmm, yeah. And he's a good fuck," smiled Carol even more broadly. "Very good, and so is his father." The doorbell rang and I welcomed Cheryl and offered breakfast. As Cheryl and Lauren became acquainted over breakfast, Carol continued, "Ask Amy Anne about her life when she gets back. I need to get to the campus. I love you both," and she kissed both of us goodbye. "Well, that's interesting. Doesn't change a bit about I feel about her and how much I love her," I smiled. "Does it for you?" "No, maybe she'll have some suggestions about who we can bring into 'our own' circle," replied Veronica. We walked into the dining room to sit with Cheryl and Lauren. Lauren was wearing a dark semi-sheer blouse over a sheer dark bra, short skirt, high heeled pumps that matched her skirt and stockings, the tops of which were below the hem of her pulled up skirt. Cheryl was dressed in a knit top, short wrap skirt that was spread open showing her stocking clad legs up to her bare thighs above the hose tops. Her high heeled sandals were the color of her tan skirt. "You know if it's going to be a contest for whom shows the most leg, we could make it a daily event and involve all the women in my life," I laughed. Veronica reached over and wrapped her hand around my cock through my pants and said, "You'd think this man rarely had sex, wouldn't you?" smiled Veronica. "Well, it's been a week since he fucked me," grinned Cheryl as Lauren turned to look at her. "You don't say. It's been since never for me," laughed Lauren. "That'll change, be assured of that," piped up Mary Claire who was refilling cups. "That is, if you don't say no." "Amy Anne should be back shortly, but let's get started. Let's go into the den shall we," I suggested noticing that the plates in front of the two ladies were empty. "Mary Claire would you bring a fresh carafe into the den, thanks," asked Veronica. We each grabbed a pad of paper and a pencil from the desk. Veronica and I sat on the couch, Lauren and Cheryl in the wingbacks across the coffee table from us. "First, job titles. Cheryl you'll be our household manager and Lauren, our CPA and financial advisor. Lauren, Cheryl will be responsible to you only to make sure that all financial transactions that she initiates, household bill payments for instance, and any debit card purchases are promptly reported to you. Lauren will be responsible to us for financial standings, all tax issues and bank statements. Lauren, by noon each Monday you are to provide me with a one page financial sheet listing the balances of all our accounts. Each account is to have its own one page summary noting all transactions since the prior report. You'll both be told generally what's expected on a day to day basis by either one of us or by what's on the calendar. You need not check with the other of us before doing what's asked. Cheryl you'll maintain a master calendar for all members of our household including both of you. I'm sure you can recommend the appropriate software and make it available on our network. You'll also assist Lauren with secretarial support as she requires it. You'll also be the executive secretary to Veronica and me. I don't anticipate that the demands'll be heavy but there could be periods when the workload will be demanding. "We'll go to the bank today or Monday and get applications for debit cards. Veronica and I have one. Mary Claire and Cindy as well as Katrina, Ashley and Carol will need one. We will be establishing two house accounts, a property maintenance account to cover all property related expenses including utilities. The cars will be in the property account and all their expenses including gas will be out of that account. The family account that we'll use to cover day to day expenses from food to clothing to entertainment. Lauren you'll need to check online bank and card activity daily and remind any of us that we need to turn purchase receipts over to you to validate that each transaction is one of ours. I'll expect every Friday by noon a summary of purchases by category over the prior week on these two accounts. Cheryl, you'll then maintain a file of receipts in the event something is to be returned. You'll also track warranties and vehicle maintenance records, reminding us when maintenance checks are to be done. "Lauren you'll need to maintain minimum balances in the various active accounts and we'll set that up at the bank. Cheryl, Lauren will begin living here after the remodel is done and you'll have a shared office adjoining her suite which will be off the northeast side of the pool. Until then, you both can share the den. I expect both of you to complete whatever tasks we assign to you on a timely basis, so feel free to work whatever hours you want. I'm less concerned about holding to so many hours a week than I am in having all work accomplished. I'm paying you both a fixed salary rather than an hourly rate. If you can get the work satisfactorily completed in 28 to 32 hours a week, then kudos on your efficiency. There'll be weeks where you may have so much to do that you'll put in fifty to sixty hours. While I prefer a monthly pay on the first of month, I think you'd prefer to be paid bi-weekly. Lauren will set you both up for direct deposit on that basis." "I think we should have a set time to meet with you each week, such as from 9:30 to 10:30 each Tuesday morning," Lauren interjected. "Cheryl and I'll probably meet daily and then we'd meet at eight to review matters ahead of the regular 9:30 meeting." "That's a good idea. A weekly meeting to review the prior and upcoming matters would be good. Also, before I forget, six percent of your salary will be going into a retirement fund. Further, for every dollar over that that you put into your retirement account, up to four percent of your bi-weekly salary will be matched by me. This is on top of the six percent. Lauren I need for you to shop for a top of the line health policy to cover all of us including Cheryl's kids. Also, you both have clothing allowances and Veronica will cover that with you," I set my pad aside and smiled at Veronica. "As I told Lauren," Veronica began, "when we interviewed her, 'pretty is as pretty does'. We expect that both of you'll dress stylishly and tastefully for all external contacts. That means things as simple as grocery shopping to welcoming business contacts into our home and your office. Speaking of visits here, Cheryl you'll need to alert us of any scheduled outsider visits so that we can be dressed appropriately. Lauren since you'll live here that won't be a problem for you to change if necessary, but I think we'll have to make the upstairs guest bedroom available to Cheryl to store an alternative wardrobe and for a place to change," smiled Veronica. "I'll expect you both to wear a skirt or fitted pants and heels for even the most mundane outside tasks. Even for a quick trip to the drugstore or other errands." "What's the dress code when it's just family?" asked Lauren. "As tastefully casual as you want. Sexy is encouraged, ... from subtle to blatant. Total nudity only in your bedroom or around the pool unless it's a special occasion. You may wear whatever revealing clothing you're comfortable with. I know both of you enjoy flashing your legs at Scott, so have at it," grinned Veronica. "If you want to wear stockings, heels and a blouse, or a sheer top, I know you'll be appreciated. You may have sex with whoever in the house asks you or whomever you invite. Sexual harassment is not only encouraged but will be evaluated and rewarded. That said, if you don't feel like it, say no. "No" always means just that so please don't use "no" in any sexual play or teasing. We don't want to have any confusion. As for my husband, all I ask is that I know if you're fucking Scott. Not that you can't, just that I know." Smiling, Cheryl and Lauren both nodded that they understood. "While Scott said that there is no set work day, I'll expect you both to be ready to begin whatever is scheduled for the day or no later than nine. That'll enable us to have a standard time to connect with either of you on a given day," Veronica clarified. "Cheryl, I'll give you a key so you may come and go whenever," I said smiling. "Lauren, I gave you one yesterday as I recall. We both look forward to this the working out for a long, long time. You're both lovely, talented women." "Whose considered family?" asked Cheryl. "In addition to Veronica and me and our daughters, Katrina and Ashley; there's Mary Claire who mostly lives here, Cindy, Carol who also lives here and of course the two of you," I explained. "We intend to treat you as more than just employees, and will include you as much as possible in our family and social life. You could be traveling with us, or vacationing with us, depends on your availability and desire. Friday nights are usually spent at the country club eating, drinking, socializing and dancing. You both have a standing invitation to attend. Cheryl that includes Beth and Max." "You're both welcome to stay or come for any meal, typically Mary Claire cooks and Carol helps. I also cook and Scott primarily heats meat over an open flame. Feel free to volunteer to help and I'd like a bit of notice before you stay. Only from a pantry standpoint and for Cheryl to plan shopping lists with Mary Claire. While I may make some additions or changes to the menu, what's stocked in the pantry and the menu will be primarily in the hands of Mary Claire. How much food is not the issue, having enough on hand is," smiled Veronica. "Heating meat with an open flame, indeed," I laughed. "What a way to describe my contribution." "Excluding the meat between your legs," loudly laughed Mary Claire. "Veronica, I haven't needed a cocktail dress since college. Would you have time to run out and help me buy one for this evening?" asked Lauren. "Sure. I want to visit with Amy Anne for awhile, then we can go. I'll bet Mary Claire would like to go as well," smiled Veronica. "While you're out you can go by the bank and pick up debit card applications and set up some new accounts. Lauren'll work up a list before you go," I explained. Any Chance We Could Ch. 40 Veronica heard the bell ring, got up and opened the door for Amy Anne. "Inspection is underway and I asked him to come back here before going across the street," she said to Veronica. I introduced Amy Anne to Cheryl and Lauren who before they both stood were showing bare leg above their stocking tops. "Nice to meet both of you. I see Scott's still a leg man," laughed Amy Anne. "I'm going to give Cheryl a tour of the house and look in the basement," said Lauren walking out of the den followed by Cheryl. "More coffee? Do you have time to visit?" asked Veronica. "Sure, all day if you want, but I need to get this contract to Emerson and Hazel before noon as promised," grinned Amy Anne. Taking her coat and blazer off and before sitting in a wingback, asked "I'd never do this normally but seeing that Carol is a very good friend and came down the stairs this morning, and seeing the blouse Lauren is wearing, let's see, ... is this how you do this?" she hiked her skirt up to the edge of her stocking welt and after sitting adjusted the hem to be above the top of her garter stockings. "Still makes you hard doesn't it Scott." "Ahh, yes, what'd you expect. Veronica appreciates a good looking leg too," I gasped. "I like you Amy Anne. I liked you the minute we met yesterday. The fact that you were my soon to be husband's first lover, intrigues me," smiled Veronica as she pulled her skirt hem above her stocking tops before sitting next to me on the sofa. "Oh, my, how sexy," remarked Mary Claire bringing in a new cup and a carafe. "Want another pair, Dad?" "Legs or tits?" I laughed. "Either or both, you know that." "Yeah, I do, you may stay and get acquainted with Amy Anne, or not. If you stay, legs," I smiled. Mary Claire set the carafe down after filling the cups, removed her apron and hiked her skirt up to her waist before sitting in the other wingback with one long leg draped over the arm to show a little more than her legs. "I'm really, really going to like your family. Are all your daughters this comfortable?" smiled Amy Anne. "Yes," I simply replied. "I married a first year med student, Robert Klein, right after high school graduation and promptly got pregnant. Susan, Sue is now twenty four and two years later I had Bertram, ... Tram. When Tram was a year old my parents hired a nanny and I completed a business degree at Fontbonne University. After Rob interned and graduated he joined a medical practice as an internist. A little more than a year later, he and a nurse decided to go to Australia and get married. The divorce was a bit contentious, he hadn't accumulated any assets but when it was all settled, he was responsible for airfare for the kids to visit twice a year. His parents as well as mine were very supportive and still are." "I'm sorry to hear that," I sincerely added. "That is about his leaving, not his parents I meant." "I know what you meant. It worked out for the better. Rob was not an attentive husband and little I did in or out of the bedroom was satisfactory to him. I'm not sure he really knew how to love. We should never have married but it was the honorable thing to do back then if the girl was single and pregnant. Rob never physically abused me, but some of his comments hurt and lasted longer than any bruise. Admittedly, I did lose all the baby weight after Sue but added even more after Tram was born. When Rob left I felt unloved and I really started to gain weight until one day I realized I needed to make a change. And change I did. I watched what I ate, exercised heavily, lost weight and started to have more energy. To go along with the new me and my new outlook on life I started to use just the second half of my first name. Two years later I met and then married, Jerold Warren. The kids kept Robert's name, not because of any positive regard for Rob, but because we adored his parents so much. I was twenty eight when we met and he was forty eight. I knew he was comfortable but it was only two weeks before we married that I learned he was incredibly wealthy. Three years ago he had a massive and instantly fatal stroke while having sex with Sue in our bed." "Oh, I'll bet that was sticky," interjected Mary Claire. "No, not really I was in bed with Tram in his bedroom and it wasn't the first time for us to sleep with, ... fuck, our children. When the EMTs got there we were all back in our proper beds, so no harm outside the house. I loved him a lot and still miss him, he was a wonderful, caring man. He loved both the kids too and left each of them as much as he left his son from an earlier marriage." "I see we have some of the same predilections," winked Veronica. "Hmmm, that's interesting. Anyway, early in our marriage Jerold and I experimented with having either another woman or another man in our bed. He especially liked to watch me getting fucked by another man. The whole sexual experience was much more exciting to me when my husband was watching me fuck another man, ... or woman for that matter." "Who'd have known that the quiet girl I knew back then had a voyeur side to her," I laughed. "Scott you planted the first three seeds by fucking me in a park and then in the back seat at the drive-in with people on both sides able to see if they had but looked," she laughed. "Two or three nights a year before I met Jerold I'd fantasize about those nights but added that we were being watched." "That's two, what was the third," asked Veronica. Amy Anne looked at me. I knew the third before she said it, "That summer before he went off to college and my family moved away, your dear Scott persuaded me to allow him to take Polaroid pictures of me to remind him of me." "Oh he did, did he!" shockingly replied Veronica before laughing. "For a long time I pictured him laying on his dorm bed with my pictures in one hand and him doing himself with the other," she laughed loudly. I was stumped on how to respond but I felt heat cross my face. "My embarrassed man here still takes risqué pictures, but they are of a far better quality than the Polaroid variety," my love grinned as she stroked my hand. "I know that you know Carol from her lifestyle group. I'm curious how you got started." "My husband and I eventually were invited by one of his lawyers to join a 'by invitation only' lifestyle group. It expanded our horizons well beyond a few couples and our children. As the kids got older they joined us in our lovemaking. When Sue turned eighteen she began to accompany us to lifestyle gatherings. She was every man's teenaged-daughter fantasy, very popular... and with some of the women as well. When Tram turned eighteen he was every mothers' teenaged son. Lots of repressed fantasies were played out with those two. They loved it and still do, ... I still do." "We enjoy a high degree of sexual freedom in this family. Perhaps you and Sue and ... Tram, is it?, would care to join us for dinner some evening," grinned Veronica. "I assume that both are good lovers." "Among the best," proudly smiled Amy Anne. "They certainly made the transition from married life to widowhood less stressful. Both are in town. Tram graduates from SLU law in '10 and Sue from Washington University with a PhD in social work this coming May. A professor on her dissertation committee is part of our little group. For ethical reasons the professor and her husband won't play with Sue, Tram and I until she's earned her degree. I don't understand what's the issue, but it is what it is. Anyway, Sue lives with me and Tram comes by practically every weekend. Neither one dates much, except each other, so they're pretty much still mine. In public Sue uses my married name if they do introductions while out on a date with each other. She's pretty much known as Sue Warren at all SLU social events." "Without telling any details Scott told me about you two being sexually active with one another the summer he taught you how to drive. He's too much of a gentleman to share much in the way of details. Did you have to sneak around and always do it in the backseat of cars?" asked Veronica. "No, the first several times were on the pool deck until my parents got back home. When they were there we'd go to my bedroom in another wing of the house to 'watch TV' or 'play board games'. Except for the two instances I told you about earlier, it was all at my house. After the third or fourth time in my bedroom I hadn't shut the door tightly and Mom saw what was happening through the slight opening during one of our 'TV' sessions." "I didn't know that," I interjected. "I know you didn't. Mom and I talked after you left that afternoon. Since I was on the pill she told me to have fun. She was a year younger than me when she'd lost her virginity and regularly started to have sex. I did have to talk her out of joining us and by the last time we did it, she was about to jump your bones. On more than one occasion she'd stand outside the slightly open door and watch. I'd also moved a pier mirror around in my room so Mom could get a view of both sides of us fucking. I had to make sure you were always looking away from the door," she concluded. "Yes, before you ask Scott, her watching watered and added to the voyeuristic seeds you planted." "So that explains why we were suddenly able to be in your bedroom more often and longer." "Yes, she was fucking you through me," smiled Amy Anne. "Your Mom really wanted to fuck me?" I asked with a rising tone. "Yep," replied Amy Anne. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked. "I was afraid she'd scare you off and I wanted you to myself for the rest of the summer, so there," she laughed along with Veronica and stuck her tongue out at me. "So what about the two of you?" she asked. Veronica recapped for both of us, then added, "I'm bi. Also, I seem to have a fetish for young pussy which I love to share. I've brought a lot of young women to our bed since I met Scott." "Well. Not all are young. My mother and Carol don't quite fit in that category," interjected Mary Claire. "Have you ever brought another man to your bed for Scott to watch you getting fucked?" asked Amy Anne. "We're moving toward doing that. We're not there yet, but getting closer," smiled Veronica looking down at my hand on her bare thigh pushed against her pussy. "You know I'd like to sit on the other side of you and perhaps Scott would favor me with a touch like that," grinned Amy Anne as Veronica's breath momentarily quickened. "That'd be fine with me. Join us," smiled Veronica nodding her head to the cushion on the other side of me. As Amy Anne stood, the doorbell rang and Mary Claire stood and brushed down her skirt and waited for Veronica and Amy Anne to do the same before opening the door to Keith. "I'm done next door. Would either of you care to join me across the street?" he asked. "Sure. I will," replied Amy Anne now standing. "I'll go too. Coming with us?" I asked looking at Veronica. "No, I need to get Lauren to the store. Do you want to come Mary Claire?" she asked. "Sure, gonna buy something sexy, huh?" "Yeah, huh, we'll leave in about five minutes, will you tell Lauren?" "Yes. I have a two o'clock appointment. I'll take my car just in case," Mary Claire informed her. I retrieved Amy Anne's trench coat and blazer and after helping her into them Veronica stepped to her, put her arms around her, hugged her and lightly kissed her. "Amy Anne, what a pleasure it's been talking to you. I hope you'd like to spend more time with us." "Count on that, the sooner the better," replied Amy Anne squeezing Veronica's hand. As we followed Keith out our driveway to the house across the street, I asked Amy Anne, "Why didn't you tell me about your Mother?" "I told you a few minutes ago, I wanted you to myself. I fucked you every chance we got because you were such a good lover. You made me feel wanted and you sexually satisfied me. I didn't want to share that, not with Mom or with any of the ten or twelve of my friends who were always panting after you. I know I was far from the prettiest in my group of friends, but you made me feel I was. You made me feel I was prettier than Tara and Alice who were in the Homecoming Court that October. Sorry I didn't fall in love with you, but the sex was great. I still masturbate to memories of some of those days. I'd really like to fuck you again, soon," she said as she ran her hand over my cock. "Oh, ho, and I think you're interested," she teased. "You can't be surprised at that," I blurted. "No not surprised, just looking forward to 'reconsumating' our friendship," smiled Any Anne now grasping my erection through my pants. "I'm always ready to be impaled by a good, hard cock." I waited a moment trying to will my erection down a bit before I got out. Keith was on his phone so he wasn't tapping his foot impatiently waiting for us. I finally walked around to let Amy Anne out and she pulled a 'Veronica' or 'Katrina' or 'Ashley" on me. Legs spread, skirt hiked up quite a bit, black g-string readily apparent and a huge smile on her face as she extended her hand to me. "Gotcha didn't I," she laughed. "Yeah, you did. Loved it, encore later?" I smiled. "I definitely hope so," she replied. "I just talked to Emerson, and other than a few areas where budget quality items were used that he may want to replace, there are no conditions that need to be rectified that weren't already noted and addressed. I'll have that in writing later this afternoon as well as upgrading recommendations he's seeking. Did you know that my father built this house?" He asked both of us. "I remember him saying that he had the first time I met him at my destroyed house. I guess that means that you won't find anything wrong with it?" "Doesn't mean that at all. Won't be less objective even if it means explaining myself to him across the dinner table some evening. Just as he'd do to me, he'd be looking extra hard to discover if something was missed," smiled Keith. I liked the guy, and asked him as he unlocked the door. "Aren't you installing my wine cellar next week." "Yes sir, Monday, eight o'clock." Amy Anne and I walked through the house a bit more quickly than Keith and then around the outside. I was impressed, it was in good condition and didn't notice any budget quality items. I thought it'd be a good investment for one of our kids. Or Katrina and Ashley may want to have it as their home. Amy Anne was walking close to my side and kept touching my hand. Finally I stopped, turned toward her, wrapped an arm around her shoulder, slid the other hand under her coat to grasp her ass while tongue kissing her. As we broke the kiss, she said, "Wow, ten times better than it was twenty-five years or so ago. A hundred times better! I hope Veronica was serious about that invitation. When are you getting married?" "The sixteenth, but that's not relevant to fucking you," I panted. "Good, I'd like to do it sooner than later but if it's later then it'll still be," gasped Amy Anne as she took a step back from me. "Hmm, what'll the neighbors think?" "I've never met any of our neighbors. Besides, I doubt if anyone in either of the houses next door can see us," I said touching her hand and leading her to the back door. We wandered around a bit more and I appreciated Dave's craftsmanship in the trim and other details. The kitchen and baths were very nicely done as well. Another couple of plusses to his credit. "What do you think is the bottom line for the owner," I asked her as I heard Keith moving around upstairs. "I think eight even will fly. They'll have no problem paying the buyer's agent commission to Veronica." ## As they were walking out the door, "What are we looking for?" asked Mary Claire "Lauren needs something for tonight, how about Saks?" "Hmmm, short, deep neckline, fitted to her ass, yeah, that's probably the right place," replied Mary Claire. "Does she need shoes, we know the right place for those," she smirked. "I detected some unsaid communication between you two didn't I?" asked Lauren. "Yeah, besides its wide selection of quality imported shoes, it's the shoe store to beat all shoe stores," grinned Mary Claire as they approached the two cars that were parked side by side. As Lauren approached Veronica's car she remarked, "I can't remember feeling so welcome anywhere other than my parent's home as I do in yours." "If they like you, they love you," smiled Mary Claire just before closing her driver's door. ## "You said you're free after taking an offer to Emerson. If nothing is falling apart here, can you bring an offer by later this afternoon for me to sign? It'll be a cash deal, and after we're married it'll be titled jointly." We were standing on the front porch leaning on the railing and chatting about the good old days of high school and college. "What are you doing now, Scott. You must be doing it well or a lot of it to make an eight hundred thousand cash offer. Skip a lot of lunches and save the money?" she smiled. "Yeah, kinda, and a lot of life too. Emerson and I were partners in an investment banking firm we started right out of graduate school and just last week we sold to CitiGroup for a cash and stock deal. If I hadn't met Veronica when I did I'd probably be working on some way to make my next hundred mil. But now that I have her we're going to love our children, play, travel, do some charitable work, make some investments here and there, and generally enjoy life. I've hired two very competent women to run my household and help with my financial matters, so I guess that's where I am now. During the wedding and the honeymoon our house will be remodeled, and then we'll see," I sighed. "Tell me about your kids, you've seen mine," I asked. "Tram is an athletic six foot five basketball and baseball player. At least he will be until his status changes to graduate student next June. He's got his father's blonde hair and overall good looks, square jaw, incredible blue eyes, and a real stud in bed which he didn't get from Rob. Sue is my height, very smart, scholarships for the last six years, enticing figure, blue eyed like Tram but not as piercing. A dishwater blond which she enhances from time to time. Jerold always enjoyed her as a lover and neither Tram nor I complain. I'm sure that you and your family would enjoy my family on a, shall we say, 'personal' basis," she smiled. "Jeez, Amy Anne you don't hold much back do you?" I exclaimed. "Did I when I was sixteen and allowed you into my panties? No. As you and your fiancée enjoy playing, and as I too enjoy playing with others, so why should I hold anything back now? I enjoy sex, you had a part in that. My kids enjoy sex. Veronica and you seem to enjoy sex. I'd like to enjoy sex again with you. Both of you or all of you. 'If you don't ask, you don't get' as Jerold would often say. I'm not bashful about going after what I want. The fact that we swing makes a statement about our sex life" smiled Amy Anne putting her hand behind my neck and pulling me to her lips. "Mmm," as she broke the kiss, "every bit as wonderful as the second time you kissed me." "What about the first time?" I asked feigning indignity. "It didn't count, it was on my cheek and I almost had to talk you into doing that much. We ended our first date and you'd walked me to the front door and you leaned over and kissed my cheek. Before I could turn my head you were off of the stoop and standing in the driveway," she laughed. "You were a gentleman, too much of one that night." "Yeah, I thought I probably gone off the deep end and that you wouldn't want to see me any more," I blushed. "You're blushing. God, Scott you're something else. We go from talking about fucking to kissing me on the cheek and you're embarrassed by the kiss. Maybe I should have fallen in love with you," laughed Amy Anne. Any Chance We Could Ch. 40 Keith came out of the house and told us that there were no issues that he could find, he suggested that two of the rooms could use the paint freshened but didn't find any mechanical or structural problems. He was also sure that the city occupancy permit wouldn't have any predications either. He said he searched to see if Dave missed something, but the worse thing he found was that the hot water heater could have been two and quarter inches closer to the wall. He said he'd get me a written report by Monday and could give it to me personally when he came to work on the wine cellar. "Thanks, Keith, I appreciate you doing these two inspections promptly and on such short notice. Bring by your bill for this one with the written report if you would," I smiled. "I'll do that," he said extending his hand to each of us and handing Amy Anne the key. Amy Anne and I walked back through the house checking the doors. "Too bad there's not a couch or bed, I'd throw you down and fuck your brains out," she said with her lips an inch from my ear. "And if Veronica knew, I'd let you and probably give as good as I get. I'm sure she'd be agreeable to bedding your entire family, as would I. So, I'll work toward that and maybe by the time we have you over for dinner we could have a sexy dessert," I grinned with my hand pulling her head toward me for a kiss. After breaking the tongue dueling kiss we walked out to my car and she gave me another pussy shot as she got in. "Look tasty to you does it?" she smiled. "Oh yes," I replied. ## The shopping trio walked past Jane's shoe store and didn't see either Sharon or Jane, just the aunt and another younger clerk. "We'll check again before we leave," sighed Veronica. They continued into Saks and after considering at least two dozen or more cocktail dresses, Lauren tried on seven with the 'help' of Veronica and Mary Claire. After all the 'touchy feely' among all three of them Veronica recommended that they take all seven because they fit her so well. All were short and four of them revealed her gorgeous cleavage, two were open backed, and the seventh one was a stretchy sheath that said, 'look at my body'. "All seven really," gasped Lauren. "I have never bought that many dresses at one time." "Think two things, my love. Unlimited clothing allowance and pretty is as pretty does," grinned Veronica. "Besides, there's the wedding. Also, you'll be attending a few charity galas either with us or on our behalf. I also like going to the symphony from time to time and I have the impression that Scott would prefer not to go so you or one of the girls could be my escort." "Oh, yeah, I forgot about the charity events. I'll do my part for charity," laughed Lauren as she looked over the dresses hanging on hooks across the wall. After paying for the dresses they browsed in the lingerie department and Mary Claire and Lauren each leaving with a dozen D cup bras each and g-strings and several sheer teddies. There was a fitting expert there that day and all three women opted to get a personalized fitting from her. Veronica was wearing a B cup and the fitter suggested that she not change. Both Lauren and Mary Claire were wearing C cup bras and were told that a D cup would be more comfortable. Since both Cheryl and Lauren were going to wear stockings on a daily basis Veronica also picked up five or six dozen pairs and another dozen garter belts. With heavily loaded arms they carried the bagged dresses and the bags of lingerie to Veronica's car and put them in the trunk. The bagged dresses wouldn't fit so they were put in the back seat and Mary Claire was asked to wait with them. Veronica and Lauren went back to the shoe store. Still no sign of Sharon or Jane but they bought seven pairs of pumps and dressy sandals and three pairs of flats for Lauren. "You're my size, I'll bet we could share shoes as well as Scott's cock," smirked Veronica in a low voice while they were waiting for the shoes to be bagged. As they walked back to the car Lauren asked Veronica, "We spent over twelve thousand bucks, are you sure this is okay?" "Absolutely, we're just getting started, how's your costume jewelry selection?" "I really don't have much." "Bring it over this evening, we'll work on enhancing it," smiled Veronica. "Ooh," said Lauren lightly kissing Veronica on her lips. "I saw that," said Mary Claire as she got out of the front seat to move to her own car. Lauren put her hands on Mary Claire's hips, pulled her to her and thoroughly kissed her. "That's just a start I hope," grinned Mary Claire. "Yep, just a start," said Lauren returning the grin. "Unfortunately I'll have to catch-up later," Mary Claire moaned. "I have to run to my appointment." On the way back home Veronica and Lauren stopped at the bank and in forty-five minutes had made arrangements for the debit cards, funded each debit card account with twenty thousand and arranged for Lauren to be able to access the DDA account to transfer funds. As they walked out the door of the bank, Veronica's cell rang. Less than two minutes later she finished by saying, "I'll watch for the attachments. You take care of yourself. The important thing is to get better....See you then. Bye." Veronica explained to Lauren, "That was Alyssa, our interior decorator. I was hoping you'd meet her today. She and I were going to meet at three. She picked up a bug a few days ago. She was feeling much better yesterday after her doctor gave her a prescription Wednesday afternoon. She felt so much better that she went to the office late yesterday to pull things together for our Saturday meeting. Alyssa said that on the way home around ten o'clock she felt famished and stopped for a burger. Evidently she was very ill overnight. The doctor thinks she had a bad case of food poisoning. Her doctor has given her another prescription and ordered her to rest." "Food poisoning on top of a stomach virus, ouch. I'd be going nowhere too," Lauren said in a sympathetic tone. "She's such a sweet girl. She's going to try to be there in the morning when the contractor arrives," Veronica grinned. "Why are you grinning?" "If she's there, it'll be as much to see Dave as to see us." When they got home I was in the den looking at the laptop and muttering something when they walked in. "Problem, handsome?" asked Veronica as she and Lauren put down the dresses and a few shoe boxes. "No, just that Fidelity and Vanguard make so many good fund choices that I'm having trouble working up an allocation." "Here let me," said Lauren. I got up and she sat in my chair. She went to an investing website, downloaded an Excel template, then went to the fund websites and downloaded comma delimited lists of all their funds and returns, then opened the lists into the template and within five minutes had a matrix for us to use. I stood behind her and watched her fingers fly across they keyboard and as the lists began to populate I put a hand on each shoulder and gently squeezed saying, "Wow, you're good," and kissed the top of her head. She entered numbers for several of the funds and we watched as the estimated returns were calculated and displayed. I had her change the allocation slightly several times watching the bottom line. When we were finished, in about forty-five minutes, I had a proposed portfolio to review and on Monday we'd start moving funds. I again leaned forward and put my hands on her shoulder and moved my hands down the front of her blouse to lightly cup her tits. She leaned back in her chair and smiled up at me, "Like 'em doncha. They like you too, feel my nipples?" smiled Lauren. "I do, and they're hard," I replied again kissing the top of her head. As we were doing the portfolio project Veronica finished carting boxes and bags into the den. "Handsome, we'll do something with these when you can take a break," said Veronica as she left the room. ## Ashley had taken off her top and was shaking out her hair when Katrina pressed against her back and put a hand on each bra covered breast as she pulled her tightly against her. She whispered into Ashley's ear, "I love you, I love you soo much. My words aren't adequate to express just how much I adore you," and then nibbled on her earlobe. "Why sister dear, I love you too. Let me turn around." When she turned around Ashley gazed into her lover's eyes, "What brought that on? I'm not complaining mind you," she glowed as she embraced and very deeply kissed Katrina. "God, I'm tired of getting hit on by two dunces in my MWF lit class. They are such unrelenting assholes. I've told them time and time again that I'm in a relationship but they still follow me out to my car after every class and won't stop yammering until I drive off." "Hmm, have you thought about talking to security?" asked Ashley as she lifted Katrina's top off. "No, they haven't threatened me or touched me, so I doubt if they'd be interested," replied Katrina, unzipping her jeans, pushing them down, and stepping out of them. "Well, I have an idea," said Ashley taking off her jeans as well. They then embraced with each unfastening the other's bra. They stepped apart slightly to shrug the bras off their shoulders and then giggling embraced bare breast against bare breast. "So, what's your idea?" Katrina asked, lightly brushing Ashley's lips with her tongue. Katrina's hands slid down Ashley's back and moved slowly under her boy shorts panties. "Take off your thong and wrap your lips around a nipple and I'll tell you," panted Ashley. When Katrina had taken a breast tenderly in her hand she began to lightly suck and nip a nipple, Ashley moaned, "Mmm, we better lay down before I tell you," As they lay on the bed Katrina moved her hand to Ashley's slit and slid it between her clit and her asshole. "Make me come, then I'll tell you," gasped Ashley. "Fingers or tongue?" asked Katrina. "Both, if you don't mind," sighed Ashley. As Katrina turned around and began to nibble and lick her way down to Ashley's bare pussy, Ashley handed her the bottle of lube from the nightstand. Katrina began laving her tongue over Ashley's clit causing some heavy duty wiggling of Ashley's hips. Katrina then squeezed some lube on her finger and as she was strongly sucking on her lover's clit she plunged her finger deeply in Ashley's asshole. Not much more than a minute later, Ashley explosively came. Katrina thought that her partner's tightened anal ring was going to permanently keep her finger embedded in her sister's ass. Before fully coming down Ashley began to pleasure Katrina's pussy with her tongue and lips. Laving Katrina's asshole with a finger in her sister's pussy increased Katrina's breath rate substantially. Just before coming Katrina's finger was somewhat unceremoniously ejected from Ashley's ass. Katrina rolled off Ashley and turned to lie beside her. She absently circled Ashley's nipples with her finger tips and they kissed again. "Were we talking about something before we got distracted?" asked Ashley. "Yeah," replied Katrina after a few more kisses, "we were. You had a suggestion about the assholes bothering me." "I'll meet you in the parking lot. I'll be leaning against your car and as they walk up following you I'll walk towards you, throw my arms around you and you around me and we'll French kiss. There's a fifty-fifty chance that they'll be lesbianaphobic and that'll end that," smiled Ashley. "Even if they aren't, they'll get the message that you couldn't be interested in them." "Yeah, but what if they're turned on and want to see more," frowned Katrina. "Tell 'em to fuck off or you'll get your six-foot tall two hundred pound dyke friend to see to it that they do," laughed Ashley. "Okay, let's try it, I'll call you before my class starts and tell you where I've parked," laughed Katrina kissing a nipple. "Or better still, I'll text you with the location and the number on the nearest pole." As Katrina lay down Ashley adjusted to cuddle with her love and rested her head on Katrina's left breast. With closed eyes, they rested quietly for over ten minutes listening to each other breathe before Katrina asked, "What're are you wearing tonight?" "Something tight, short, sexy like every Friday night. You?" "I feel 'blue' right now let's see what we've got." Before Katrina walked into the bathroom to wash her hands, Ashley smacked her ass. "God you've beautiful. I'm so glad our parents met." "Thanks, you're very sexy yourself." ## "Do I have time to run home and shower before we leave?" asked Lauren of Veronica who had come back into the den. "You probably have time or you could shower and dress here. And if you need your back scrubbed or some itch scratched, there are three females and one male here at the moment who'll volunteer in a heart-beat to join you," smiled Veronica. "Hmm, tempting. Very tempting. Wait there are five other females, who's missing?" asked Lauren. "Cheryl left a few minutes ago, about the time your boobs were in the good hands of Appleton. She'll be back to leave with us. Mary Claire's still not home." "I was thinking of wearing the white and gold dress but my earrings are sterling and I only have this color of lipstick with me," frowned Lauren. "There's got to be suitable earrings in one of the jewelry boxes in this house. Lipstick as well," Veronica smiled as she stepped up to Lauren and took her hands into hers. "Shower with me and we'll get dressed together," looking into her eyes. "Hey, don't I get a say?" I asked with a faux pout. "You gotta be quicker handsome. You can dress with us though," grinned Veronica. "Deal," replied Lauren lightly kissing Veronica. "When?" "It's only four forty-five. Let's say in fifteen or twenty minutes. Why don't you get in now handsome, and don't use all the hot water," frowned Veronica. At that moment Carol walked in the front door. "Hi honey, I'm home." I walked toward her and said, "You need a shower don't you?" "Yes, I was planning on taking one. Do I smell bad?" "No, I wasn't invited to shower with Veronica and Lauren. So you can come with me. We're going to conserve water. And, you smell delicious," I smiled. "My, my that's a nice offer for almost five in the afternoon. I'll take it. Let me get my coat off. Our bedroom?" "If you wanna fuck, do it before you get in the shower. You'll use too much hot water if you do it in there," requested Veronica. "Well, come on Lauren let's get in while they're not showering." Lauren was deeply blushing when Veronica turned back to look at her still holding her hand. "Sorry, when you said there was open sexuality in this house, I guess I didn't realize how open. God, this is going to be a fun new life for me," explained Lauren. "It's going to be like living in an erotic dream day after day." Before Carol could step much beyond the foyer, the door bell rang. Carol turned back, opened the door and greeted Amy Anne whom she invited into the foyer. "You don't need to be circumspect. Everyone knows how we know each other," Amy Anne quietly said as she entered. Then looking at me while moving towards us she added, "Sorry to be so late, I wanted to talk to the seller's agent. It took longer than I thought to get through to their real estate guy. They'll accept the offer providing you give a quick closing, within two weeks. Since it's a cash offer, how about next week, perhaps?" "Sure, let me read the offer over and you can pick it up tomorrow afternoon," I replied. "I'm agreeable to closing as early as Tuesday or Wednesday. Is there a place where I can write in a closing date?" "Right there," she pointed to the clause on page two. "Why not also come by Sunday, say four. We can have some drinks and meet the rest of your family. Then dinner and whatever later. Can you do that?" suggested Veronica from the dining room. "I know I can, but I'll check on Sue and Tram and call you as soon as I know for sure," grinned Amy Anne. "I'm looking forward to it ... really looking forward to it. See you then." She gave Carol a light kiss and left. "Wow," was all Lauren said as she and Veronica turned to continue their journey up the stairs. "You're invited too," added Veronica. "Just assume that for anything like a dinner or ... you're invited unless told otherwise. We're going to drag you kicking and screaming into this family." "Hmm, from what I've seen the last two days, no kicking, no screaming, moaning perhaps," grinned Lauren. Carol and I headed up the stairs and she was unbuttoning her blouse on the way up. As soon as we entered the bedroom she took off her suit jacket, the blouse and unzipped her skirt. I was down to my briefs and socks and quickly took both off. Carol unfastened her bra and pressed her bare breasts against me while kissing me. We broke the kiss long enough for her to push down her thong and then backed me to the edge of the bed. I scooted across the bed and she climbed on top of me and with no foreplay impaled herself on my rigid cock. "You don't know how much I think of this family during the day," she sighed as she began to lift and lower herself. As I was kneading her tits, Veronica and Lauren came in. "Oh, my," panted Lauren. "She's gorgeous isn't she," smiled Veronica as she began unbuttoning Lauren's blouse As Lauren dropped her skirt, Veronica unfastened her own blouse and within a few seconds they were embracing bare breast to bare breast. Watching Carol and me Lauren quickly finished undressing and asked Veronica, "Do you guys always wear hose and heels to bed?" "Yep, make a mental note," smiled Veronica as she finished undressing. "I'll have to tell Mom to do that next time I'm home," replied Lauren. The two nude women walked into the shower just as Carol was beginning to come. Lauren looked back over her shoulder wide-eyed and said, "Yep, I'm gonna love this life." Veronica and Lauren were a mutual admiration society in remarking about each other's body and didn't miss a square inch while soaping the other bare handed. Lauren at one point turned her back to Veronica and said, "Stick a soapy finger up my ass. Dad does and I love it." "Only if you'll do me you gorgeous creature." Neither one had an orgasm, but from the volume of Carol's gasps and panting from the bedroom, you would have thought they did. They finished their shower and were toweling each other off when Veronica called to the entangled pair on the bed, "Next." "Ooh, Scott, that was nice. Could we make it a daily thing. I say 'Honey, I'm home' and then you fuck me?" "Probably not every day, but frequently. Come on we need to save some water," I smiled as I took her hand and we climbed off the bed. "Lauren, you've an awesome body!" "Thanks, Scott," smiled Lauren without a trace of blush. Veronica smacked her ass and said, "Come on sweetheart let's get dressed." "Hmm, nice choice Scott. Bi and beautiful," remarked Carol. I was still hard and hadn't come in Carol, Lauren looked at my cock then Veronica and asked "May I?" Veronica simply smiled as Lauren pushed me back to the bed and said, "Lie back." I did and Lauren leaned over took me into her mouth, as she bobbed on my cock she progressively took me deeper into her mouth until I could feel her throat tightly grasping the head of my cock. She raised her head for a moment to take a deep breath then proceeded to move quickly down my shaft, paused and then moved further down to press her lips against my shaven public area. God, what an intense feeling ... so tight around my cockhead. It was so intense that I came into her throat. She allowed me a minute to finish pumping then raised her head, looked me in the eye and asked grinning, "Liked that, huh?" "I've never been deep throated, it was incredible. Where'd you learn how to do that?" I gasped. Any Chance We Could Ch. 40 "My Mom and Dad taught me when I was a teenager," she proudly smiled. "Perhaps you can 'tutor' all of us. I'd like to know how to do that," grinned Veronica. "Classes begin in thirty minutes," I laughed. "Not really, ... but soon," as I stood up from the bed and wobbled my way into the bathroom following Carol. Carol had kicked off her heels and got in the shower in stockings and a garter belt. "Like the look, handsome?" she asked. "Carol, lover, I've yet to see you in or out of anything that you didn't look terrific," I grinned grabbing a bar of soap. When Carol and I finished and were drying off, we were greeted by a nude Mary Claire, who with her hands on her hips said, "About time. Carol I'd like to eat you up." "And you shall," said Carol lightly kissing her. Lauren and Veronica were standing with their backs to me while they were doing something in Veronica's jewelry box. I saw a bagged dress on our bed that looked to be creamy white with a gold entwined outlined-leaf pattern. Veronica turned and held two dangly gold earrings to her ears. 'How about these?" she asked Lauren. "Umm, I not sure, let me get the dress on," replied Lauren. Let me set the scene, Veronica and Lauren are nude, still, Carol is standing in the bathroom door, nude, drying her hair. There's a nude Mary Claire in the shower as Katrina and Ashley walk in wearing just garter belts, stockings and heels. "Gosh, look at Dad, he's as hard as a rock, huh," observed Ashley. "If anyone is surprised, you'll get the first dance tonight. ... No takers?" "Well," ventured Lauren, "I'm not surprised, but I'd like the first dance tonight. Stockings or pantyhose, which do you think?" she asked looking at me. "Put on the dress and I'll give you my considered opinion." I suggested. "Yeah, right, stockings I'll bet," grinned Ashley. "Dad loves stockings, we all do because of his reactions." Lauren pushed the bag up the dress as Veronica held it, then Lauren took it off the hanger, unzipped the skirt and stepped into it. The skirt was slightly flaired, stopping at mid thigh. The top was like a halter top that fastened around the neck with a wide flat collar. Her shoulders were bare, the fabric went under her arms and was attached across to the zipper at the waistband. Her back, and what a back it was, was bare. No bra, and no way to wear one. "Slip on some heels and walk toward me," I asked. Lauren's tits enticingly moved under her top as she walked toward me, turned in front of me, and put her hands on her hips as she walked back past Katrina and Ashley. "God, the firmness of youth," sighed Carol. Veronica was putting on a black bra and stepping into a black g-string as the Lauren 'parade' took place. "A real work of art isn't she," smiled Veronica. "No wonder she's done some modeling." "Stockings, I think for a lot of reasons. Just watch how you bend over or you'll have every male at the club on edge tonight ... as if my showing up with my bevy of beauties didn't already." "Nice finish," smiled Carol. "Black tonight for me, Carol you?" asked Veronica. "Red. That new sexy number I bought the other day," she replied. "I'm going to wear the blue mini-dress and change into lace top thigh highs," offered Katrina. "Okay, sage for me with matching stockings and heels," opted Ashley. "Fashion discussion?" asked a nude Mary Claire. "I think the dark pink dress with seamed black stockings and that pair of pinkish sandals I've been wanting to wear." "The ones in my closet?" asked Veronica. "Yes, if it's alright." "Of course it's alright. You fuck my man, why not wear my shoes, ... any of my clothes that fit, ... don't be bashful, sweetheart. Just as long as you don't take them off me," laughed Veronica. "Lauren look in the stocking department in Mom's closet, I'll bet there're some gold toned stockings," offered Katrina. Lauren found the hose and was pulling them on while the rest of my ladies were also getting dressed. Mary Claire went to the spare bedroom and brought her dress into our room. Katrina and Ashley retreated to their own bedroom after retrieving stockings from Veronica's closet. ## "So this is what you do after school?" asked a smiling Cheryl walking into Beth's bedroom. "Not always, I heard the message from Dad saying he's leaving for Boston at noon, so when the cat's away... ," grunted Beth as she settled even more deeply on Max's impaling cock. "Almost, let me move back and forth a bit, pinch those nipples. Yeah, like that, like that," as she came with a silent orgasm. She leaned over and kissed Max and laid on his chest for a few minutes as her Mother lightly caressed her back. "God, you're a good fuck, ... for a brother," laughed Beth. "Beth when you're ready to take a shower get me from my room will you sweetheart?" asked her mother. "You mean I have to shower alone?" asked Max in a faux whiny voice. "Recover son, you're mine tonight, and I expect to be properly fucked sometime this evening," laughed Cheryl. Cheryl dressed in a short purple dress with purple thigh highs and purple heels. Her bra and g-string were light lavender. Beth wore a very short denim skirt, VS pantyhose, a snug spaghetti strap tank top and light tan three inch slides. After changing his necktie three times, Max looked very mature in his dark navy suit and blue oxford cloth shirt. "Tell me about your day tomorrow, and if you and Max spend the night leave me a message so I'll know where you are and won't have to stay up and worry about the two of you," laughed Beth as she walked out the door. Beth and Judy met at TGI Friday's in the valley and after dinner walked across the parking lot to a show. They sat near the back of the mostly empty theater, holding hands when they weren't caressing each other's inner thigh. Beth invited Judy back to her condo, and Judy followed her in her own car. A few minutes after arriving inside Beth's condo, both women were topless and Judy was mauling Beth's luscious breasts with her mouth, tongue and hands. Judy's skirt hit the floor and she was left in a very small g-string and three inch pumps. Beth pushed her by the shoulders to a reclining position on the couch, pulled her g-string aside and began to devour Judy's pussy. Wetting her fingers in Judy's very wet pussy Beth inserted her middle finger into Judy's asshole, her first finger into her pussy curling it to reach her g-spot and began to suck and lick Judy's clit. "Oh, my God, Beth, fantastic, deeper in my ass, like that, God, that's good. bite my clit. Ooh, shit." Beth felt Judy's fingers entangle in her hair as she began bucking into Beth's mouth. After five minutes, Judy grunted, then sighed and relaxed her hips. "Leave your fingers in me, come kiss me," asked Judy. After cuddling for half an hour, Beth pulled her fingers out, stood, took Judy's hand and after locking the front door took her upstairs to her bed. Judy loved Beth for the better part of the next hour and after giving Beth an orgasm for a second time this evening they fell asleep. At twelve thirty the phone rang and Beth let the machine take it. She vaguely heard her mother saying they would not be home until tomorrow. ## Rose Gillette arrived promptly at seven and Lauren introduced all of us, including Cheryl and Max who'd arrived about ten minutes earlier. Max's hair was a little mussed as was Cheryl's lipstick. Rose was in her mid-thirties, a physical therapist for a chiropractic group, very fit and toned, obviously practiced what she preached. The eight of us enjoyed the delightful ride to the club. Max couldn't take his eyes off our daughters, and Mary Claire and Carol couldn't help but grin as Max was sitting next to Carol who was purposefully rubbing a breast against his arm. Carol's unfettered breasts bounced a bit over rough pavement, not unlike Lauren's. Ashley was on one side of me, Veronica on the other. The rest of my brood sat quite closely together even though at least three more people could have ridden with us. Arriving at the club, Rose came around and held the door for us. I wish it'd been me. Hoping she'd appreciate it I'm sure all the women flashed her. As I watched her eyes, she was glancing down quite frequently. Emerson and Hazel were standing talking to Kim and Gwen as we entered the foyer. "Hi, Raoul," I said, table for thirteen?" "Of course, Mr. Appleton. Mr. Jacobson phoned ahead and we've set up a suitable banquette table for your party. Good evening, Mrs. Bryce, Mary Claire, Ashley, Katrina, Mrs. McDonough, Mrs. Babcock, and you are?" he asked looking at Lauren and Cathleen who had just walked up.. "I'm Lauren Franklin, Mr. Appleton's CPA and this young man is Max Babcock, Mrs. Babcock's son." "And I'm Cathleen Morris," she said smiling and holding out her hand to Raoul. "My pleasure," he replied bending slightly at the waist. "If you and Mr. and Mrs. Jacobson, Kim and Gwen will follow me." He seated us at the suitably arranged table and summoned three waiters to take our drink orders. He then asked Emerson if he had any musical preferences for the evening and Emerson gave him an envelope which I assume contained cash as well as a playlist. "He's quite the professional isn't he?" remarked Lauren speaking into my ear from six inches away. "Yes, he does his job quite well. I just wish there were more members who'd eat here on a regular basis. I'll get you a set of statements and you can take a look. I think the club's on a weak footing right now," I replied into her ear as we walked to the table. "Gwen mentioned to me things the club should be doing to promote the restaurant and the club overall. I want you to talk with Gwen about her ideas and after looking at the statements, give me your thoughts about if there's an investment opportunity here." "I'll do that. I think the clubhouse and restaurant could use some renovations too. Being a limo driver gave me exposure to a number of high class clubs and restaurants." I must have had a questioning look as Lauren quietly explained, "Though you wait outside much of the time, you do get to see what it's like inside when you go in to use the restrooms and can see the restaurants from the lobby." I replied, "If you think there's an opportunity, you have my approval to visit over the next month or six weeks a dozen or so of the most successful high end restaurants and clubs throughout the area paying for it with your company debit card. Also, look at several of other golf clubs from the perspective of a potential member. Feel free to take Cheryl or another friend, or even your parents if you want, with you so you won't have to dine alone." Seating became rather random with Veronica, Carol and I at one end of the banquette bench, Mary Claire and Lauren between us and Emerson and Hazel at the other end. The rest of the young ladies, Cathleen, Cheryl and Max sat down the other side on our right. Katrina was speaking softly to Cheryl and Max and Carol to Lauren and Cathleen. Telling them how the evening would progress I suppose. The dinner and wine selection were superb as usual and Emerson's music selections encouraged slow, close dancing. Max seemed to be having a good time, so were all the women who danced with him. Hazel I think danced with him more than once. Veronica's ear was at my mouth with her head on my shoulder as we danced when I asked her, "How did Max feel when you danced with him?" "Hard as a rock. I seem to remember that he has a nice 'package'. Katrina and Ashley mentioned the same thing. They've seen him nude and he fucked Mary Claire the night his family spent the night," smiled Veronica nibbling my earlobe. "Hmmm, think you might like to fuck him?" I asked. "You did say to Amy Anne this afternoon that another cock in our bed was in our future." "Yeah, I did didn't I? I know I told you that Dave was going to be the first. He's married and I don't even know if he's available. Hazel seems to be wavering and who knows when she may loosen up the reins on Emerson. How would you feel about Max in our bed?" she asked in a whisper. "Well, I guess I really don't know until I see him or someone else inside you. I know I won't be jealous and won't love you any less. I guess what I'm saying is, I don't know what the eroticism will be. I guess I know what you felt when I fucked Carol in our bed, or all the others that we've shared our bed with since then. I know you find it highly arousing and I don't think that our sex life has been diminished. So have at it. I can fuck his mother while you fuck him," I softly replied. "God, handsome, did you twitch? Did you come?" she smiled. "Yes, and no, lover," I smiled as the number ended as Lauren walked toward us. As Veronica headed toward Mary Claire, Lauren melted into me, put both arms around my neck with her eyes almost level with mine. As we swayed with the music I could feel her firm breasts pushed against my chest and her purposeful hip pressure against my cock. Much closer than we'd danced the first time. She looked me in the eyes and very lightly kissed me and leaning back a bit asked, "Can I sleep with you tonight? Along with Carol and Veronica? I'd like to do that very much. Carol said she'd like to get to know me more intimately, so what would be a better way, huh?" "Oh with a little arm twisting, ouch, okay you can let go now, I'd love to have you in our bed. Are you sure you're ready?" "Ready? I've been ready since I saw you doing Carol this afternoon and your wife stuck her finger up my ass in the shower. Yeah, I'm ready," softly replied Lauren lightly kissing me again. Kim and I danced the next number and she asked me to call her with the amount for her and Gwen's new cars, She'd bring over a check before Wednesday and if I had time she'd love to thank me in a 'personal way'. We agreed we'd talk Sunday afternoon and I made a mental note to check my online fax account for the info from Jeanine. Carol was the next woman in my arms. While dancing she asked, "I'm going to be a part of your family, a permanent part, aren't I?" "Yes, my dearest, you are, before the snow flies," I replied before we kissed lovingly. When the first kiss ended I added, "The three of us need to make a trip to get you an engagement ring." "Hmmm, I'd love that," she whispered between kisses. "Ashley and Mary Claire have been in touch with a lawyer to change their names, maybe I should join them and we'll get a group rate," she grinned. This was all news to me, but I wasn't interested in asking any questions. Mary Claire and Katrina were standing near us when the music ended and Carol was led away by Mary Claire. Katrina snuggled against me, lightly kissed me and said, "Cathleen says you're going to spend most of tomorrow and tomorrow night together to 'cast off your demons'. I know you both can do it, but good luck anyway. Maybe sometime soon she can watch us make love?" "Yes, I don't know how soon, but yes she can join us," I sighed. "You twitched, twice, you dad-devil you're really looking forward to that aren't you?" she grinned. "Fucking your daughter and then her mother, or watching them together before you doing each of us." My cock seemed to grow bigger. "You dad-stud. You'd really like that wouldn't you?" "Of course, and you wouldn't too?" "You know I would, kiss me." Carol had her left arm around Mary Claire's waist and her right hand holding Mary Claire's hand between their breasts. "I saw 'mistress' this afternoon. Why didn't you tell me mistress is Evie." "I wanted you to be surprised," Carol grinned. "After she explained the 'training' to become a submissive I told her that apparently there'd been a misunderstanding. I have no inclination to become submissive to anyone and become their slave," frowned Mary Claire. "I thought you were exhibiting some submissive tendencies and thought maybe you'd like to know more. Don't feel that I'm pressuring you," softly replied Carol. "Look Carol, I love you and everyone else in our home. I'd do anything I was asked to do. I can be slutty from time to time but I'll not do it in a ritualistic way. Collar? Eww gross and demeaning. Get my head fucked up like Cathleen, no thanks," strongly said Mary Claire. Carol lightly kissed Mary Claire and moved closer to her, "I'm so sorry, I misinterpreted what I saw. Please don't be angry with me." "I'm not Carol. I'm just telling you I don't want to be a submissive or dominated. I love the way I'm treated in this family. I want to be an equal in it, just so you know." "Being submissive isn't necessarily demeaning. There are some very confident and professional women who carry significant responsibilities who are submissive in their bed," explained Carol. "I know that. Evie helped me clarify my desires, and interests. She did note that there may be times where as part of the sex play of the moment I may have a compelling desire to be more submissive in bed, and I could still be that way for that moment. I like that idea ... but I don't want to live that life day in and day out." Carol nodded her understanding. Cathleen and I danced near the end of the evening and she said, "I'm really, really looking forward to tomorrow. I've got a good feeling about us and our future relationship. Your fiancée helped me with my wardrobe and I'm sure you'll be pleased." We talked softly for the remainder of the number and when we broke she said, "Until tomorrow, noon?" "Yes." Emerson said he hadn't had a chance to talk to Hazel about 19 Ridgetop yet, but they'd signed the contract for the one next to us and Anne would pick it up and get the seller's signature on Monday. I told him not to worry about a quick decision on partnering with me on 19, I'll close next week with or without him. He asked for and I gave him one of Jeanine's cards which I'd remembered to stick in my pocket. After lengthy goodbyes in the foyer, we called for Rose to pick us up and I saw her pull up behind Kim and Emerson's cars. "Don't rush to get us home," I instructed Rose. "Just drive at a leisurely pace." The ride home was eventful. Max was seated again next to Carol and at her invitation was thoroughly caressing her braless breasts. Veronica and I were enjoying my hand under her skirt with two of my fingers in her pussy. The others were similarly engaged. I happened to glance over at Max and while his hands were busy on Carol, Katrina had unzipped him and had extracted his dick and was playing with it. Then she bent down and took him into her mouth for a moment. "Mom, you've got to try this!" she said. Veronica looked at me for a moment her eyes asking for confirmation. I nodded my head and she kissed me and softly said, "Take your fingers out, please." Then "Switch with me Katrina," and they changed seats. Katrina snuggled next to me and I put my hand on her bare breast inside her bra. Veronica turned Max a bit toward her, she moved one of his hands down the front of her dress as she leaned over and slowly began to swallow his cock. She then began to very slowly raise and lower her head keeping two fingers wrapped around the base of his shaft. God that was erotic watching my wife go down on another male. Katrina felt me harden and twitch and she unzipped me and pulled my rod out. "Wanna a blow job, or would you rather fuck as you watch your bride with another man?" "Fuck," I groaned. When Katrina motioned an invitation to Cheryl with her eyes Cheryl said, "Let's keep it in the family," and slid her g-string off. After steadying herself as the vehicle rounded a right hand turn, Cheryl moved in front of me and began to straddle me. Seeing where Cheryl was going, Lauren and Katrina had already moved aside a bit to accommodate her knees. Katrina said, "Wait a minute," then unfastened my belt and slid my pants and boxers down. Cheryl waited and put her hand against the roof to keep from falling over. Katrina nodded to Cheryl, and held my cock as Cheryl groaning lowered her wet pussy down on me. Any Chance We Could Ch. 40 Katrina pulled Cheryl toward her and began kissing her. Over Cheryl's shoulder I watched Veronica eagerly suck Max. Carol had intertwined her fingers in Veronica's hair and Max's legs started to stiffen. The boy's eyes were closed as he was close to blowing. Veronica raised her lips to just below his cockhead, her cheeks flattened out as he began pumping into her mouth. He threw his head back, his eyes opened and said "Oh, shit," just before Carol began kissing him. Veronica swallowed once, then lifted her head and swallowed again. She gathered a few drops off her chin with a finger and fed them into her mouth. She then dipped her head again engulfing Max's cock and lightly sucked him as his cock softened. When she sat up Max pulled his hand out of her bra and she smiled looking around and asked, "Somebody eat me, please." Always eager to please, Mary Claire knelt in front of her, pushed her skirt up and gently spread her legs. Veronica hooked her left leg over Max's and her right over Ashley's, and Mary Claire tenderly began licking her inner thighs. "Come on, Mary Claire, don't love me, just fuck me, I need to come!" At that invitation Mary Claire eagerly began sucking Veronica's clit and began stroking in and out of her vagina with two curled fingers. Inside of two minutes Veronica's hips began to rotate and seconds later she loudly came and slumped down in her seat. "God, you're good sweetheart. I think I'll keep you," she gasped. Lauren pulled my left hand off Cheryl's hip and pulled it under her skirt up to her very wet and heated pussy. While holding me there she uttered into my ear between earlobe nibbles, "I want you to fuck me like you're fucking Cheryl, me on top." "I can do that," I said just as Cheryl began to come and her cunt began grasping my cock. As she finished her orgasm she started to rise then realized that I hadn't come. "You want me to stay?" "No, I want to come in Katrina's mouth," I gasped. Cheryl nodded and moved to sit on the other side of Lauren. Katrina took my wetted cock into her mouth. After bobbing a few times she pulled her mouth off, "Cheryl tastes nice on you." After a couple of dozen bobs of her head, I gasped "Now" and began to fill her mouth. She swallowed it all in three gulps then looking up at me said, "I really like doing that Dad." "I know," I panted in response. I glanced out the window and saw we were passing Lauren's Corvette and knew we were home. Carol grabbed the phone and told Rose we'd be a few moments and Rose responded, "No rush." She had to know what had happened, no doubt some of the moans filtered into the front. After a few minutes of clothing rearrangement and hair smoothing, Carol told her we were ready. Rose opened the door and probably was flashed again by every woman as they got out. If that wasn't it I didn't know what she was broadly grinning about. Lauren gave her two one hundred bills for a tip after we'd all alighted. I told her that we'd probably see her again soon. Rose remarked that she'd been permanently assigned as our driver and would always be available. No doubt the generous tip would ensure her closed lips. As we were walking to the door Veronica slid her arm around mine and pulled me aside. "Did you mind me blowing Max?" she softly asked. "Heavens no! It was erotic as hell. Are you gonna fuck him?" I smiled. "I think so. Will you love me before we go to sleep?" "You know I will. So you're going to ask them to stay?" I whispered. As soon as we walked in the door Veronica said, "Cheryl, Max, Lauren, join us in our bed, will you?" "Carol will you sleep with me, fuck me?" asked a smiling Ashley. Without replying Carol walked to Ashley, embraced her and began kissing her. "Gosh, does that mean I'm stuck with Mary Claire's magic fingers and tongue?" grinned Katrina. "Yeah, but will you live through the night?" smiled Mary Claire grabbing Katrina's hand. "Sis, you want our bed? I can go with Mary Claire to hers?" asked Katrina. "Sure, after she's exhausted you, come on up and both of you sleep with us tonight," replied Ashley. "Remember the contractor visits at nine in the morning. Everyone has to be presentable by eight-thirty. Cheryl did you bring a change of clothes? Lauren you can probably wear something of Carol's," said Veronica. "Out in the car I have something for both Max and me," smiled Cheryl. "I have a skirt suit in my car. I was kinda hoping this'd happen," replied Lauren taking my hand. "Can we have a glass of wine before we go up?" I asked. Mary Claire heard the request and returned to the den with five glasses and an opened bottle of Veronica's chard. She poured three glasses, then asked, "Max?" "How about a diet Pepsi?" he responded looking at his mother. Cheryl smiled, "You're going nowhere tonight. One glass is okay if you want. Besides you need to learn how to become a responsible social drinker." I sat on the couch and was joined on either side by Lauren, Cheryl and Veronica. With a glass in hand Max sat in a wing chair and patted his legs and looked at Cheryl. She went to him and sat on his lap with her arm around his shoulders and her skirt hiked above the tops of her stockings. Max dropped his hand to her lap and caressed the inside of her thigh. "Unbutton my top, please," asked Cheryl of her son. After taking three large sips and setting down his glass of wine, he unfastened the buttons and opened her top revealing an overflowing shelf bra. "Unfasten my bra, please," she requested. As the top was pushed down and her bra removed she was naked from the waist up. With us all watching Max began squeezing her tits and Cheryl was cooing how nice that felt. After two minutes Veronica took a few sips of her wine, stood, slowly unzipped her dress, teasingly dropped it, stepped out of it and with all eyes focused on her, unfastened her bra. She slid her g-string down and off and sat down with her legs slightly spread and leaned against me. Lauren quietly reached behind her neck, undid the two buttons on her collar and let the top fall to her waist exposing her firm breasts and hard nipples. She stood, unzipped the skirt, stepped out of the dress, and slid her g-string down. She sat sideways next to me with one leg folded under her and the other foot on the floor. I'd swear her pussy winked at me . "Cheryl, has Max been practicing what I taught him last weekend?" asked Veronica. "He has, and getting damned good at it. Beth says so too," smiled Cheryl. "Is he a good fuck?" smiled Veronica. "We've done it doggie, cowgirl and missionary, and yes, he's getting better each time. Why?" "Max would you like to fuck me with my husband watching or with Scott fucking your mother while you fuck me in the same bed?" smiled Veronica. "You expect maybe I'd say no," he replied. "You never know, thought I'd ask," grinned Veronica. "By the way, where's Beth tonight?" "I think she's getting laid, or is laying Judy at our house right now," he responded "Judy, your ex?" "Yep, says she's a dedicated lesbian. I'm sure Beth'll let us know if it's true." "Cheryl, did you tell Max what the rules are in our home?" asked Veronica. "The sexual rules? No." replied a smiling Cheryl "Max you and your sister are welcome in our home and you're welcome to have sex with anyone you ask providing they acquiesce. 'No' means no. If someone tells you no, it's not negotiable. What we do, ... you do ... here, stays here, same as at your home. Of course you can talk between yourselves in the privacy of your home or vehicles, or anywhere no one else will overhear you. I'm sure you don't tell anyone you're being intimate with your Mom or Sister do you?" "No," said Max rubbing his Mother's back and pinching a nipple with his other hand. "Are you going to leave your stockings on," asked Max hopefully. "Yep, shoes too," smiled Cheryl. "Come Max, let's go upstairs," said Veronica extending her hand to him. "It's time for this old lady to get fucked by a good young cock." He gulped down the remaining chardonnay, stood, took her hand and followed my bare assed wife wide-eyed and eager. The boy has much to learn about how to drink wine, I thought. "Lauren, Cheryl, shall we I?" asked extending both hands after I stood. When we reached the bedroom Veronica had started the cameras and was in the process of getting him out of his pants and shirt. She backed away from him and patted her hand on our bed. He sat next to her and she scooted back then pulled him down to lay beside her. They rolled to their sides and began to kiss with his hand roaming her breasts and hers his side then his cock. I have to say he was a nicely built young man, broad shouldered, narrow hips, sculpted legs, the toned body of youth, and a nice cock similar in length and girth to mine. Maybe just a bit longer. I'll bet it brought Cheryl and Beth a lot of pleasure. Veronica was stroking his cock slowly and gently and he was becoming more erect. Lauren stepped in front of me and said, "Take me you sexy, sexy man," and reached for my belt. After disrobing Cheryl climbed on the bed first, then me, then Lauren. I laid on my back at first with Lauren kissing me and Cheryl running her hands over my torso. Lauren's kisses became deeper, more insistent as she started moaning, "I want you to make love to me. I want you to fuck me, slow and deep. Touch me, caress me, suck my tits. Ohh, yes, like that, touch my legs, lick my pussy." I began to concentrate on Lauren and heard rapid breathing from Veronica and Max. I wanted to know what was happening but realized I wanted to pleasure Lauren. I could replay everything tomorrow of my wife. Cheryl moved to the head of the bed, leaned against the headboard, spread her legs, and offered her arms to Lauren to lean against her. As Lauren shifted up, I moved down and began to nip her nipples. I then moved to her smooth, soft pussy and ran my tongue from her asshole to her clit, with just a light touch on her clit. Veronica and Max had turned end for end and her head was opposite mine as I was feasting on Lauren. I leaned over and passionately kissed Veronica as I pushed two fingers into Lauren's pussy. Lauren began to buck and moan as Cheryl made love to her breasts and kissed her turned head. "Let me be on top Max," gasped Veronica. Max flopped down next to me with his hips less than two feet from my eyes. Veronica straddled him. While looking directly at me she began to slowly lower her pussy towards his purple headed erection. From two feet away I watched raptly as she wriggled a bit as he began to penetrate her. With not a hair around her opening, my eyes had an unobstructed view of her wetted lips engulfing him. As she settled down with him fully inside her she began to move her hips back and forth. She moaned in pleasure. Seeing me looking at her and Max she softly said to me, "fuck her." I moved up and raised Lauren's legs over my shoulders and slowly entered her, "Oh, fuck Scott, that feels go damned good." When I was fully in her I looked her in her eyes and she smiled, "fuck me, fuck me slowly." I could feel the bed moving and glanced at Veronica who was moving more and more aggressively on Max's cock. She extended her hand to me and I took it in mine as she began to slowly build to an orgasm. I was badly off balance and was afraid that I'd fall on Lauren but Veronica began to come and her grasp tightened. Finally with her head thrown back she loudly groaned, "Max that was nice, very nice, ummm, keep doing that to my tits." Max continued to caress and squeeze her breasts and pinch her nipples. Regaining my focus I slowly stroked in and out of Lauren. Her firm breasts wiggled as I thrust more firmly and more swiftly. A minute later her breath rate increased as we both came closer to coming. I dropped Veronica's hand as she bent down and began kissing Max. I watched their tongues entangle just before I did the same with Lauren. She came explosively with her vagina tightly caressing my cock. Even though my eyes were closed I replayed watching Veronica fuck Max in my mind and began spurting and filling Lauren. Now I understood how a man watching his wife being fucked could be so excited. As we cooled down and I withdrew from Lauren, she stretched out on her back, turned her head and lightly kissed Cheryl's pussy then pulled me down against her. I knew I hadn't given my best to Lauren and I chastised myself for not giving her more attention, particularly since it was our first time together. Sure she'd climaxed, as did I, but I knew that it was little more than the dreaded 'wham, bam, thank you ma'am'. While I chastised myself, Veronica had straightened up and was dismounting from Max who was grinning from ear to ear. "Did you enjoy that, Mrs. ... er Veronica?" "Yes, Max, I did, we'll do it again. Lauren will you eat me? I'd like to suck Scott's come out of you." Lauren sighed, "Of course I'd love too." I moved to the edge of the bed to allow room for the rearrangement, with Cheryl moving to Max and taking him in her mouth. Lauren and Veronica got into a sixty nine with Lauren on top. As they were enjoying each other I began caressing Lauren's back, ass, and thighs. "Handsome get some lube and finger fuck her ass," said Veronica pulling her mouth back a bit from Lauren's slit. I took the tube of lube out of the bedside table drawer, liberally covered Lauren's asshole and my finger then began working my index finger into her ass. She bent her leg at the knee so I took her nylon clad big toe into my mouth and sucked and laved it while my finger was inside her ass. "Oh my God, I'm going to come again," she gasped. Veronica increased sucking her clit and Lauren began bucking her hips. Within a minute she came, groaning and fastening her mouth tightly to Veronica's pussy. As Lauren came down, I pulled my finger out with a definite 'pop', rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom. Scott, your wife gave Lauren more focused attention than you did, I uttered to myself. The night was very enjoyable but I felt I spent more time watching than I did in making love to Lauren. She should have had my best and I just didn't give it. The door opened right behind me and it was Veronica. "Are you okay with Max fucking me?" she asked with a worried look. I pulled my nude woman to me and said, "Of course, I told you I'd be. And I'm really looking forward to a return engagement. I'm also looking forward to watching the recording. You cougar, you. That'll be a keeper for sure," I grinned. "Will you stick a plug in my ass and love me when we get back in bed?" Veronica asked. "Of course, let me wash my hands." I inserted the medium size plug of the three she had bought and we walked back into the bedroom with Max buried deeply in his Mother in the missionary position. Carol who'd just come from Katrina's bedroom and Lauren were tightly wrapped in each other's embrace and kissing. Veronica climbed on the bed and said, "Lay down, handsome, I wanna be on top again." "No, you lay back, I want to look at you." I countered. She lay back, spread her legs and arms and welcomed me atop her. "I hope I don't feel like 'sloppy seconds', I don't know if Lauren got me emptied. I could feel something dripping down my leg standing in the bathroom." I caressed her still swollen slit with the head of my cock and then slowly entered her. "You're wet, you're slick, I love how you feel," I sighed while looking into her eyes. The plug made her feel tighter and we both enjoyed the effect. We made slow gentle love and in twenty minutes we came together. I had felt some shaking of the bed while I was making love to my bride and from what I'd heard Max had filled his Mother while Lauren and Carol were bringing each other to shuddering mutual orgasms. Oh the advantages of youth, I said to myself as I thought about Max coming for the third time in less than two hours. After cooling down again, I took the plug out of Veronica's ass and we all in turn trooped through the bathroom to brush teeth, and address other necessary matters. Veronica pulled out sheer baby doll tops for herself and all three other women. The guilt I felt over not doing a better job with Lauren was still in the back of my mind as I had made love to the love of my life to the degree that though Veronica was satisfied with our coupling, I wasn't. In all things I set high standards for myself, and I hadn't come close to them with Lauren and then I fell short with Veronica. While I felt bad about it and vowed not to let it happen again, and knew I'd make Lauren's next coupling special, I also knew I needed to talk to someone, another man, who may be able to help me. As I wrapped my arms around my Veronica, Cheryl and Lauren snuggled together, and Max was lying next to Carol playing with her tits through the sheer top. "Wanna fuck?" I heard Carol ask. "Love too, but don't have the energy, tomorrow maybe?" he responded. So the boy does have his limits, I thought. "Of course," replied Carol. I heard someone come into the room and as I looked up in the dim light I saw them turn off the camera then Mary Claire's face was close to mine and she kissed me, then Veronica. "I love you both, more than you'll ever know. Good night." I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but the chapters may sometimes be published further apart because of my day job. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd like especially to hear from any female readers. Any Chance We Could Ch. 41 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Saturday, November 3 Awakened by Veronica's arm moving across my lower chest, I opened my eyes to into her hair as her head rested on my shoulder. As I inhaled I detected a hint of her shampoo's floral scent. With her embrace and her leg across my hips, there wasn't any way I could get up to relieve myself without waking her. I knew it but I tried anyway. As I began moving gingerly she awoke and tightened her grip on me. "Let me shower with you," she murmured. "Give a few more minutes to wake up." Seconds later I felt the bed shake as Max climbed over Carol to dart into the bathroom. Just as quickly he darted back to the bed, eagerly bouncing between Carol's legs. "Now?" he asked. "Let me pee and brush my teeth," the redheaded love of my live smiled before getting up to walk to the bathroom as she pushed her hair from her face. By the time she came out Veronica was awake enough to say, "I'm ready to get up." Max and Carol shifted as we climbed out of the bed. To their left Lauren slept spooned against Cheryl her workmate and also now a sex partner. Keen and on a mission, Max knelt at Carol's feet and began moving her legs apart. "Not so fast, Tiger," she grinned. "Foreplay first. Kiss me, touch my beautiful body, suck on my wonderful nipples. Then we'll see if you've warmed me up and earned a nice morning fuck. Okay?" As I walked to the bathroom I privately thought, Youthful enthusiasm. The boy has stamina and energy, but he has a lot to learn about making love to and pleasing a woman. I just hope he learns well from the teachings of Carol and Veronica. Veronica sat on the toilet and pulled me to her. "Between my legs, please." As she held me she moved my cock up so that my last few seconds splashed between her breasts and ran down her stomach. "Let's shower handsome," she smiled as she stood and tightly embraced me as we waited for the water to warm. "Are you still okay about last night?' she asked with an expectant look as she stepped under the heated water. "Mostly," I replied as I soaped up my hands. "Mostly?" she asked in a concerned tone. "Did I upset you by fucking Max? I thought it was okay with you." "It was, ... is. Watching you get fucked by Max was hugely erotic," I tried to sincerely assure her. After embracing her again I continued, "It was far more erotic and stimulating than I imagined. The lustful passion and the joyous pleasure that filled your face was ... happy. No 'happy' isn't the right word. I think 'celebrating' is closer to what I felt." Seeing her puzzlement I continued to explain as I stepped back so she could see my facial expression, "I celebrated with you. Seeing you enjoying the pleasure and having fun filled me with happiness, happiness for you and as well as a thrilling show for me to observe. Dearest, the mixture of lust, passion and bliss on your face as you were fucked by Max was erotically intoxicating. After last night let me say this, I want you to feel free to do it whenever he's available and you're interested. Or for that matter with any other men we bring to our bed." She threw herself back against my chest and kissed me passionately. "But I don't understand 'mostly'" she replied after the kiss and as she continued to soap my chest and my crotch. "I feel I got so caught up in watching Max sawing in and out of you, and watching your pleasure that I fear I neglected Lauren. I didn't give her the attention she deserved and she didn't get anywhere close to my best. That's my only reservation," I smiled. "Maybe you've got a point. If I hadn't been watching you for your reaction maybe Max's experience could have been better too," she replied squeezing my cock. "I guess this is all so new to us that we both can get a little distracted." "He's young, maybe since he filled you up, he's satisfied. Carol's probably fucking him now and I think he'd fuck you again at the drop of a hat ... so he doesn't seem to have been disappointed at all. If he's a typical young male he's too inexperienced and focused on getting himself off to know any differently. He was ecstatic with what happened ... after all he is living out every young man's fantasy of being in bed with multiple women. Maybe our standards with each other are too high and we expect too much of ourselves when fucking someone else," I smiled. "I don't know about that. You had Sharon begging, ... and I mean 'begging' to be fucked. Will you mind if I talk to Evie about last night?" she asked as we turned off the water. "No, not at all," I nodded. "I'm getting the idea that you really like her." "We just clicked and we're bonding very quickly," she replied. "I understand what you mean. It's what happened with Emerson and me," I agreed. "You seem to be connecting with our contractor too," she noted. I nodded. "Now, let me make love to you now. Remember I won't be back this evening. Feel free to invite Max back for a replay tonight if you want," I grinned as we began drying each other off. When we walked back into the bedroom Cheryl with her head propped up on her arm was watching her son stroke in and out of Carol doggie style. Lauren was spooned against her back and was playing with her breasts and kissing her ear between glimpses of the action that was next to them. "Ahh, he's got a nice cock, but right now get some fingers inside me and love me," Cheryl said laying on her back and spreading her legs. "Wait a minute please. I need to get up," asked Lauren. She climbed over Veronica and didn't miss the opportunity to drag her nipples across Veronica's and kiss her. A little moan escaped Lauren's lips as the kiss ended. As I slowly entered the love of my life I heard Carol groaning and panting as Max groaned a loud long, "Aah" to indicate, I assumed, he was pumping her full. My assumption was confirmed when a minute or so later he held still, then pulled back and fell between Carol and his mother. Veronica and I made sweet gentle love and after twenty minutes we both came. I pulled out of her just after Katrina walked into the room. She walked to the foot of the bed, gently, and wordlessly pushed Veronica's legs apart and began to lick and suck her mother's pussy. I couldn't help but think as I watched that my baby'd become a pussy hound. When she'd finished Katrina took my deflated cock gently into her mouth and cleaned me as it partly recovered in her skillful mouth. There're a lot of advantages to a house full of sexy women, I thought just before getting out of bed. As I got dressed, Max went into the bathroom, cleaned himself off and began getting dressed. He had his briefs on when Cheryl said, "Would the first one of you dressed please get the small bag and the clothes on the hanger from my car. I forgot to bring them in last night." "Mine too, please," asked Lauren over her shoulder as she headed to the shower. From the bathroom we heard her voice again, "My keys are on the little table by the front door." Max quickly pulled on his pants and t-shirt. Minus anything on his feet, he headed out to the cars. Moments later he returned with his own bag and the bags of the two women. After Carol and Lauren showered, Max and his mother took a very short shower because the hot water was evidently almost depleted. Max went downstairs in khakis and a polo with his hair still a little damp. I was similarly attired as I walked down with Veronica who was wearing a short tight denim skirt with three inch heels and a tight knit top with a scooped neckline that showed off the top of her breasts. Mary Claire was filling the carafe and getting ready to start a new pot of coffee as I entered the kitchen. Something in the oven smelled delightful, and she looked very sexy wearing a maid's outfit that had a sheer bodice clearly showing her lacy bra, and the skirt hem an inch above her stocking tops. The tan stockings with black patent heels were a nice touch. "You know Dave and Keith will be here this morning don't you? Or is that why you have that on?" I smiled. "Yeah, you're catching on Dad," winked Mary Claire flipping up the front of her skirt revealing semi-sheer panties and bare thighs. Max had looked up from his seat at the table and his eyes widened on that maneuver. Evie had told her husband that Carol was living at the Appleton home. In turn he told Keith when he picked him up. They were greeted at the door by Veronica who again caused Dave an instant erection, which didn't go unnoticed. While Veronica was greeting them Ashley and Katrina came down in short shorts, pantyhose, heels, and scoop neck tops. Dave and Keith were walking to the kitchen when Carol, who'd prepped herself for this meeting after talking to Evie earlier in the week, extended her hand to Keith and said, "Hi. I'm Carol McDonough, pleased to meet you." "Hi, Carol, I'm Keith Mays and this is my father, Dave Hawks." Carol exchanged pleasantries with both and continued into the kitchen for coffee. My wife-to-be didn't detect any unspoken signals of recognition but I noticed Carol breath a muffled sigh of relief as she walked away. I had a sense that she knew one or both of the men. After all were seated, Cheryl, wearing a knee length slightly flaired dark brown skirt, a light tan sweater top, dark chocolate hose and brown patent three inch heel pumps, entered the room just in front of Lauren. Lauren looked stunning yet beautiful in a ruffled-front blouse under a single button navy blue jacket with a matching knee length skirt, grey stockings, and grey patent three inch heel peep toe pumps. I stood to introduce them both to Dave and Keith who stood as well. "This lovely brunette is Cheryl Babcock, our new household manager. This stunning blond is Lauren Franklin our new CPA and financial advisor. They'll both be available during the remodel and will be here every day during to help address any questions that may arise in their areas of expertise. Lauren'll be taking pictures and preparing a summary email report for my wife and me during our honeymoon. If she weren't going to do that the suspense would likely kill me. If there is something of significance that necessitates a call to me, Lauren will have my cell number and should be the one to call me." "They'll both occupy the new office so the furniture and finishes there are up to their discretion. If Alyssa makes it today they can relate that to her and work with her on the selection of furniture. Lauren will be living in the bedroom suite adjacent to the office. She can decorate and furnish the suite however she sees fit. She'll also meet with Alyssa as soon as possible to order her items." "Scott and Veronica, I really don't know how you do it, every time I come you've added more beauty to your household. I honestly look forward to working with both of you," smiled Dave, eying both Lauren and Cheryl from head to toe. "I'm sorry this is Max, Cheryl's son," I smiled. Each man firmly shook Max's hand before he moved off to the far side of the table. "Now, let's sit, enjoy breakfast, and see where we are," smiled Veronica. At that moment Cindy breezed in the front door in her usual very short skirt and heels saying, "Sorry I didn't come last night. The combination of these long shifts and the extra shifts are keeping me exhausted. I was almost too tired to make it to my apartment. Not that I am complaining mind you, the extra money is helping me build my savings account." She walked around the table greeting and kissing everyone. She even kissed Dave and Keith on the cheek as she was introduced to Keith. Lauren and Cheryl were all smiles after Cindy kissed them. She gave a particularly affectionate kiss to Max. She came and stood behind my chair briefly with her hands on my shoulders and whispered in my ear, "Love you, missed you since Wednesday," and kissed my ear. She sat in chair which Mary Claire pulled in from the kitchen. As we were eating Dave asked me if he could get a head start on the balance of the foundation work. Apparently the inspector for that part of the project wouldn't make himself available to do inspection work after five. Hence, if one key pouring window or two were missed they could be potentially delayed for sixteen to eighteen hours waiting his inspections. Getting the remainder of the foundation work done by Thursday morning would alleviate Dave's concerns about this one inspector. The rest of the inspectors had agreed to do after-hours and weekend inspections as needed. I agreed that he could begin today if he wanted too if it were necessary to keep the job on schedule. Keith was sitting next to Max and asked if he was in college. Max told him that he was a senior in high school and didn't know what he was going to study if he went to college. Keith asked if he'd like to do some after school laborer work for this project. He'd probably get four to six hours a day and could work up to twelve hours on the weekends. Though he'd be paid ten bucks an hour in cash on Fridays, Keith explained he was not being paid under the table and that the various government forms would need to be completed and identification inspected. Max told him that'd be great and he could be there at about two every day since he was only taking five classes a day. I noted, "I think everyone is moving out on the twelfth instead of the thirteenth so you can cut water, sewer and power then if you need too. Oh, Cheryl, while I'm thinking about it, call a moving company to empty the house on the twelfth into a trailer and demur it across the street, well up in the driveway. Dave'll tell you when you can begin the move back in, probably the Saturday before we return. You can use the kitchen in 19 to store all perishables and pantry items." I noticed Cheryl making notes in her folio. "Guess it's a timely buy for us," Veronica smiled putting her hand on top of mine just as the doorbell sounded. Katrina answered the door and ushered Alyssa to the kitchen. "My goodness, is this a convention? Sorry I'm late. I finally got my stomach to calm down late last night. Just in case I wanted to wait an hour after eating breakfast before heading over here. Let me distribute four copies of a checklist. I need selections today because I must order them by noon Monday to guarantee they'll be here when you return." The lists were being read when she continued, "Veronica, I have a good idea of what you want for the master suite but I want to run some ideas past you. While I have five art recommendations for you I want to hold off showing them to you for a few more days so I can widen my range of recommendations. "Who do I talk to about the new office, the downstairs bedroom suite, any new den furniture, any new furniture for the other three bedrooms? Am I correct that I'll work with Katrina and Ashley on the old master suite and that the current bed is staying there?" "Yes, it stays," Veronica offered. "Ready? Besides the new master suite, Carol and I will talk to you about the one smaller bedroom upstairs. The bedroom past the kitchen will be Mary Claire's discretion. The new office, Cheryl and Lauren; the new bedroom suite attached to the office will be Lauren. Carol and I will select the décor for the living areas on this floor, the foyer, stairway décor and pool furniture. I've already found three statues for the pool area. I think we have the kitchen well in hand but for any other equipment needs, connect with Mary Claire and me." "Scott's domain is the den, and you are correct that the enlarged old master bedroom is Katrina and Ashley. All furniture is to be top of the line. You may run room budgets by me or Scott, but they don't have to be detailed. At this point I'm more concerned about décor and quality than I am about costs. The architect has specs for all bathroom fittings and fixtures which are Dave's responsibility. All paint colors will be approved by Mary Claire and me." Hearing her name used in conjunction with a significant item of the remodel, Mary Claire brightly smiled as Veronica looked at me and asked, "Cindy for the Katrina's old bedroom?" "Of course," I replied. Then looking at her, "Can you move in after the honeymoon?" "I'd love too, of course," brightly replied Cindy. "Lauren's in charge of equipping the basement exercise room and she may look to you for advice on finishes," I added. After Alyssa finished her list of names and rooms, Dave and Keith finished making notes either on paper or in Dave's case on his electronic notepad, I announced, "I'm only available until eleven thirty, so Alyssa I'll talk to you first. If this process of meeting with everyone takes the rest of the day I'm sure that Veronica'll feed you." With that Dave and Keith stood and again openly admired all the female pulchritude arrayed around them with smiles from everyone. "Alyssa, move next to me and why don't the rest of you stay nearby or in here and wait your turn. Max you can wander around with Keith," I suggested. After the three of them wandered off toward the door to the pool, I told Alyssa that my wants for the den were simple. "Two couches with cushions that were no less than seven feet long facing a dark walnut coffee table. The couches could be mocha, black or burgundy. I've asked Veronica to find me a suitable antique leather topped desk with antique side chairs. She's been looking online and has wanted to show me some items but I've refused to look. I want her to surprise me. So don't be surprised if she seeks your thoughts and assistance in getting the desk bought and shipped. As for the existing couch and coffee table, they could be used elsewhere or disposed of. The wingbacks could stay if the colors weren't too far off. I want a sixty-inch plasma above the fireplace with a forty-two inch plasma on either side. The floor is now a wide dark plank and it could stay that way and we'd eventually get a few area rugs. My photo studio is to be painted a neutral eggshell white. I'll worry about furnishing the studio after it's built and I eyeball the space." "I understand why you want to see the studio before making your decisions. For the den, would you want a surround sound system and stereo to be installed too?" she asked. "Thanks catching my oversight, most definitely. I hope you've got enough stamina to handle this today, you do look like you feel a bit better than when you walked in," I remarked to Alyssa. "Thanks, I hope so too. I'm feeling stronger and better than I did when I left this morning. This is a huge job and I'm doing my best to make sure it goes well," smiled Alyssa. As I looked out the door to the pool I heard two pair of feet going down the basement stairs, assuming that it was Keith and Max I went out the door and spied Dave at the furthest corner of the batter boards making some notes. "Dave, have you got a few minutes?" I asked walking toward him. "Sure, just you or is Veronica going to join us?" he smiled hopefully. "Sorry, just me for now. What's your schedule for next week? Remember I'd mentioned that I'd like to get together with you for lunch one day, and it just occurred to me that I hadn't followed up. My mind seems to be wandering a bit these last couple of days," I said. "Don't worry about it. You've obviously got a lot on your plate for the next couple of weeks, so give me a day and I'll be there," he smiled. "Monday, coming, the fifth. If I go beyond that we probably won't get another chance until after our honeymoon." "Monday it is. Where?" "How about noon at the Meadowlake country club? Do you know where it is? He nodded, "I'll be there. It's only two or so miles from my home." After we talked about a few other details of the project, I started to return to the house when I stopped. "By the way, how did your meeting with the County and State P and Z go yesterday?" Any Chance We Could Ch. 41 "I learned the plans to build the bridge are much further along than I thought and that all the engineering work and designs have been done. A large housing development has been approved for the other side, on both sides of the road too. They'll not entertain the idea of moving the bridge another two hundred yards upstream along the edge of my land. If I don't cooperate on the sale of the land they'll use eminent domain to secure it. "I bought the land because it was quiet, had a great view and was removed from everything else. So I have a choice, sell the house to someone who is willing to live with a bridge ninety yards from their house or live in it myself. I might be willing to live there if it weren't for the housing development. They told me that another developer has bought the land across from me and has just submitted plans to build a community mall. So in two to three years much of the peace and quiet of nature and the privacy that I now enjoy'll be gone." Dave sighed, "So it looks like I'll be moving." When I got back in the house Lauren stopped me saying, "Cheryl and I have some things to talk to you about for our computer system. Can we have fifteen minutes? If you approve we can get some things bought today." Shortly after, I was sitting in the den when Cheryl and Lauren knocked on the door frame asking if I had a moment to talk with them. When you've got two very sexy and beautiful women standing two feet in front of you how could you say no. "Shoot." "We agree that Outlook would be the best calendaring software, and Microsoft Office Suite which is used at your company is about the best for us. We suggest Adobe Acrobat to scan all receipts for later reference. We'll also need a printer/scanner and a quality office-grade photocopier to which will also need to print from the network. Can Cheryl take one of the laptops home to load up the Office software this afternoon? She'll bring it back by tomorrow or Monday?" She then handed me two printed pages one for accounting software and one for tax software. She was also suggesting three investment research subscription sites. "A two hundred word summary for each," she smiled. After reading them I said "I agree, order them today with express shipping so you can get started next week, or visit a computer store today," I smiled handing the pages back to her. "Cheryl, contact the copier company we used at the firm and the two of you come up with a recommendation by next Thursday." "I've been searching for some 'boiler plate' foundation documents and have found some that I think'll be suitable. I'll draft a full document and send it to your attorney before you review it and then we'll file it with the Feds," Lauren added. "Fantastic work and you're beautiful besides. Make sure the grant qualifications are rather loosely defined, I don't want to back us into a corner with narrow restrictions on who our grantees can be," I smiled and kissed both women saying, "I knew we'd made the right choice hiring the two of you." I stopped as I was leaving them, "Oh, Lauren, with the foundation, I like what you said about not having this address listed on any documents. Next week, the two of you look for a nearby front office in an out of the way place that we can use for a mailing address and on various documents. Perhaps one of those private post box companies." "We can use a post box, private or USPS, for holding mail but we need something more than that," Lauren replied. "I still recommend a physical street address for business meetings with non-profit leaders." Carol and Veronica were waiting for their turn with Alyssa and Veronica remarked in a soft voice to Carol, "Looks like Lauren's suit could use a bit of freshening. Why don't you take her shopping this afternoon and get her five or six new ones as well as any other office wear that you two agree on. I think Victoria's Secret has a nice selection of suit separates, jackets, skirts and blouses. Jewelry too, if you're up for it. If it's over a thousand for a single item she is supposed to have either Scott or I approve it, but as our going-to-be-wife feel free to make the decision yourself. Put it all on your credit card and Lauren will transfer money to your account on Monday." "Certainly, I'll ask her as soon as she's done talking to our husband. By the way, did you enjoy that young cock in you last night? I know it felt good in me this morning. He's apparently been getting a workout between his mother and his sister," softly said Carol grinning. "Yeah I did, but Scott seemed a little distracted. I hope my fucking Max didn't upset him," replied Veronica not letting her concern go. Ashley, Katrina, Cindy and Mary Claire finished their furniture planning with Alyssa and were replaced by Lauren and Cheryl. All of the girls except Cindy had already been looking at catalogues Alyssa had left as well as visiting web sites she'd pointed out to them and thereby shortened their meeting time with her. After Lauren and Cheryl finished Carol and Veronica spread out their notes and 'wish lists' and promised to give Alyssa a 'brain cramp' with their ideas. Keith and Max had joined Dave in the back yard and were looking at blueprints spread out on a pile of forms. Max came back in by himself and asked Cheryl if he could take the car and go home. Cheryl told him to wait thirty minutes and she'd be ready to leave as well. I went upstairs to pack a hanging bag and dropped it over the back of the couch. I found Katrina and Ashley, kissed both and told them I'd see them tomorrow. Mary Claire insisted, yes, insisted, that I knead her bare ass cheeks before she'd release me from her embrace. Carol and Veronica excused themselves and joined me in the foyer to kiss me goodbye. Veronica had kind of a wistful look, but gave me a hot lingering kiss telling me to 'fix it' and have a good time. I hung the bag in the car and backed out the driveway. I needed to try to get my head around what I was going to say to Cathleen. ## Shortly after my leaving, Veronica got a call from Amy Anne saying she'd be happy to have dinner tomorrow but Tram and Sue had a formal reception dinner that they were committed to attend. They wouldn't be able to stay to eat but wanted to come by and meet us. Amy Anne apologized but wondered if that would be alright. Veronica assured her that it would be perfectly acceptable and she understood. "See you tomorrow then," cheerfully said Amy Anne, "kids in tow." After Keith, Dave, Cheryl and Max left Mary Claire fixed a light lunch. While eating she announced that at three o'clock she wanted to photograph all of them individually outside. "The day is clear, cool and the light will be wonderful then, and the changing of the leaves will act as a nice background. Wear what you have on, but I'll be taking head and bust shots of all of you, including topless shots. Carol would you photograph me so all of us are included?" "Sure," replied Carol smiling, "what're you planning?" "While Mom and Dad and my sisters are on their honeymoon I'm going to do a series of pencil sketches of each of you then one of the six of us. Maybe Mom and Dad'll want to hang them in their bedroom," grinned Mary Claire." "Would you take mine too?" asked Alyssa. There's some special people I'd like to give a nude sketch to. "Sure, love to," replied Mary Claire, grinning. We all suspected who the special people were. As Max drove them home, Cheryl turned in the seat next to him and invited his hand onto her knee right at the bottom of her skirt. "Tell me Max," she began. How does it feel to be eighteen and fucking older women?" "Besides you? Fantastic. Carol and Veronica are almost as sexy as you," he grinned and squeezed her knee. "Wanna do me when we get home?" smiled Cheryl rubbing her hand over his erection. "Sure, and Beth too if Judy didn't wear her out." ## I rang Cathleen's door bell and she almost immediately opened the door and pulled me inside. She wrapped her arms around me and fervently kissed me with her tongue entering my mouth. "That was a nice surprise," I gasped. "What brought that on?" "You've been so wonderful to me since we reconnected and I just wanted to show you. Speaking of showing you, do you like what I'm wearing?" she asked smiling and turning around. The red low necked top was very flattering to her breasts, the tight leather pants nicely cupped her shapely ass. Her peep toe heels were probably four inches high. "Your wardrobe has really changed and I like it. I'm going to be the envy of every guy who sees you. Should we go?" I asked running my eyes up and down her. "One question before we do," she asked under her eyebrows. "Are you going to fuck me again sometime soon?" "Definitely! More than once," I grinned. She picked up her hanging bag and a small travel bag, and handed them to me and we walked out to my car. On the drive to St Charles she had turned in her seat and encouraged my hand on her upper thigh. I think I felt garter snaps through the thin material. My ex of old would never have dressed like she was today. Nor would she have guided my hand to where it rested. She rode with her hand on the back of my neck and we made idle conversation and plans to get together with Lauren for next week to move and invest her funds. When we checked in the suite was immediately available. The bellman gave us a brief instruction on the whirlpool tub and the other amenities of the room. I kissed her lightly and asked, "Can you walk very far in those heels?" "Sure, I'm good for a couple of hours, what'd you have in mind." "Let's go to Old Town, get something to eat and just walk around a bit. Would you like to do that?" We got the car, drove the short distance to Old Town and walked around holding hands, poking into a few shops before finding a small place for lunch. While walking we talked about our history. During lunch our conversation was mainly about Veronica, Katrina and Ashley. She did encourage me to drink iced tea as she was, liberally sweetened with artificial sweetener. After finishing we visited a few more shops and I bought her a gold necklace with a filigreed gold pendant that nestled perfectly between her breasts. We returned to the room and after taking off her jacket she began unbuttoning my shirt and then unfastened my belt. She stepped out of her heels, took off her blouse revealing a red half bra and very hard nipples. I unzipped the side of her pants and she shimmied out of them, putting her heels back on her stockinged feet. Her garter belt and g-string matched the bra and her stockings were dark gray. She turned and invited me to the bed. After climbing on it she said, "Take off those boxers, you have to be naked to get in my bed." She then got on her hands and knees putting her ass in the air and saying, "I've behaved badly toward you. I want you to spank me ten times for that." That surprised me but her words also triggered a negative emotion in me. I very forcefully smacked her bare ass twice but on the third one my heart wasn't in it. The fourth and fifth were barely more than a light slap. As I fought to hold back a tear I lowered my head to kiss her reddened ass cheeks. I rolled her over, spread her legs and pulled her g-string aside and entered her in one hard stroke. The tears in her eyes from the smacks on her ass welled up as I entered her and I said, "You did some whorish things, I didn't like it then and remembering them I still don't like them. Do you want forgiveness, whore?" I asked loudly as I was pounding her pussy. "Yes, Scott, forgive me. Don't be rough with me, forgive me if not for me but for Katrina," she pled. At the mention of our daughter I stopped fully inside her. Tears came to my eyes. My anger was ebbing away. As one dropped on her cheek, I said, "Let's move on, I forgive you. What's past is past," and kissed her. She put her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and said, "Now fuck me like you love me." While my cock was enjoying moving back and forth in her warm wet pussy, I kissed her. Our tears mixed together on her cheeks as I murmured "I love you," several times between kisses. "Ohh, Scott I love you too!" she wept joyously as we made love. I'll bet we made love for at least thirty minutes alternating with one then the other on top. She came several times and eventually I did too with her on top of me, her breasts spilling out of her bra and my lips enjoying her nipples. As we calmed and held each other, Cathleen kissed me before whispering, "I do love you Scott. I'm happy to give my blessing to your marriage. In some way I'd like to be part of your future life, and you and your family part of mine." "I love you too Cathleen, probably never stopped even when I was deeply hurt. Both Veronica and I do want you to be a part of our lives." After cooing and holding each other for a few more minutes, "Do you know what golden showers means," asked Cathleen as she came down from her orgasmic high. "Just last Sunday Veronica and Carol explained it to me. Why do you ask?" "Eric, Vivian, me and usually Melissa if she were there would pee on each other. I haven't done it since they moved and just wondered what kind of reaction I'd get from you," smiled Cathleen "I wouldn't object, I've thought about it again this week. What would the three of you do?" I asked, my cock stiffening. "Sometimes I'd lay in the tub and one of the women would stand over me and piss all over me. If it were Eric he'd stand outside the tub and I'd face him and he'd pee on my face, in my hair and occasionally in my mouth. Other times I'd pee on someone else. Melissa developed quite a taste and preferred that if she was on the receiving end that you pee mostly in her mouth. We'd start the day by drinking iced tea that was sweetened with Splenda then by early afternoon we were all ready. I kinda liked to take Eric's dick in my mouth and let him fill it up. I could stop his flow by pinching the base of his cock. I had to be careful not to choke though. I'd swallow that mouthful and then take another one and keep it up until he was empty. Vivian liked to have her hair soaked and Eric liked someone to sit on his face and pee all over it. If we'd been drinking a lot, we'd save glassfuls in the fridge for later. Gross you out? " asked Cathleen. Smiling I asked, "Want another glass of iced tea or diet pop?" "You'd really like to try it? Are you sure, it's not for everyone. If you don't like it don't blame me. Other than trying to get in my panties again, what did you have in mind for the rest of the day and evening. When are you expected home?" "Tomorrow, noonish. I'd like to talk out our past a bit more, make sure I've rid myself of the demons that have haunted me and make sure that I never ever again take you in anger. I do hope that all of us, Veronica and the rest of my women, will have a future together, including a sexual relationship with you if you're agreeable." "I'd like that," she grinned. "I understand that you had a wonderful evening with our daughter and Ashley." "Yeah, it was certainly a wonderful time. Let's go for a walk. I'd like to clear the air too. I think it's been a drag on my psyche and I need to get on with my life." ## A little after three o'clock Veronica, Cindy, Ashley, Katrina and Alyssa went outside with Mary Claire. All were braless under loose blouses or pull over shirts and wearing flat shoes. The air was slightly brisk with the temperatures just hitting 61 degrees. They were rounding the corner of the house just as Carol and Lauren returned. Mary Claire called for them to join the group. As they waited for Mary Claire to find the perfect backdrop Veronica gazed at the wispy clouds that slightly diffused the mid-autumn sunlight realizing that the photographs would be softer and not as harsh as summer sun would make them. Mary Claire asked Ashley to pose for some test shots and when she was satisfied with the shots and her angle to the sun she asked each woman in turn to stand where Ashley had been and began to take ten or twelve shots of each. For the next round she asked each to take off their top and they walked to the posing spot. The cooler temperatures had a hardening effect on their nipples. Each stayed topless with erect nipples and watched Mary Claire work. Carol photographed Mary Claire and for a final shot Mary Claire arranged them into a family group leaving room for her to Photoshop herself into the picture. To keep the lighting consistent she had Carol immediately take one of her. As they were walking back up to the house Dave's truck was coming up the drive. "Quick, put your tops back on," warned Cindy. "Don't be silly," Veronica replied, "we've wanted to do this since we met him, and now that we have a natural opportunity, it's as good a time as any. Quick Mary Claire, snap pictures of us posing with the house in the background." They stopped, playfully lined up and started posing unashamedly waiting for Dave to exit the truck and walk toward them. At first, Dave's jaw dropped, then he said, "I knew it'd happen. I've be in an accident and killed. I've gone to heaven. You are the most beautiful group of women I've ever seen, although the five women in my family wouldn't be put to shame by any of you. What's the occasion?" he asked with a huge grin, his jeans barely able to contain his obvious erection. "Just taking a few pictures and waiting for you," saucily replied Alyssa with her hands on her hips. Walking to him and lightly running her hand over the crotch of his jeans she smiled, "I gather you approve of all of us." Dave nodded, and then she asked as she rubbed him a little harder, "What brings you back?" Gasping, Dave replied, "I need to get another field measurement for a concrete order for early Monday. I don't know if I'll need four or five loads." "I'd be happy to take one, or even two, of your loads," she quipped as she threw her arms around Dave and kissed him in front of the other women. Though most knew Alyssa had been with Dave as a lover, most of the women were still wide-eyed at Alyssa's action and Dave's acceptance. Carol merely shook her head as she grinned at Veronica who looked on with envy. "Would you like to come in for a drink," demurely asked Mary Claire when the three to four second kiss ended. "I'd love to, but if I did I'd probably break one of my cardinal rules of doing anything with clients. Besides I don't have my wife with me. So, thanks, maybe after the job is done you could keep me abreast of another opportunity." Seeing the questioning look on some of their faces as they looked from him to Alyssa he added, "My wife knows about Alyssa." As Dave disappeared around the other side of the house they all walked to the front foor with Veronica saying, "That was hot. God Alyssa I want to know more but I'm already heated up and could use a cock right about now. The last thing I need to hear is what he's like as a lover." Alyssa looked like she was about to say something when Carol looked at her and shook her head. "Call Max, I'm sure he'd oblige," grinned Carol. "He could probably do at least three of us before we'd wear the young stud out. He's a decent fuck for a teenager." Figuring there was nothing left to be embarrassed about Lauren veered over to Carol's car and grabbed the Victoria's Secret dress bags and a few smaller bags and carried them into the den. "Everyone sit and I'll show you what Carol and I got," smiled Lauren. "Before you start, coffee, hot tea, cocoa anyone?" asked Mary Claire. "Carol and I'll have coffee," smiled Veronica who'd snuggled on the couch with Carol on one side, and Katrina on the other. Cindy was on Ashley's lap in one of the wing-backs, and Lauren was in the other. All were still topless and Carol began to lazily circle one of Veronica's nipples with her fingernail. Any Chance We Could Ch. 41 Putting on her top Alyssa disappeared to talk with Dave in the backyard. Katrina noticed her mother was watching Dave and Alyssa. Looking at Carol's fingers Katrina smiled, "If you want her mouth and tits, I'll take her pussy." Katrina began to slide off the couch to get between Veronica's legs. Carol turned her a bit and began to suck and lick Veronica's breasts. Katrina pulled on Veronica's g-string and she raised her butt to help her daughter gain access to her burning cunt. With Carol now earnestly kissing Veronica, hands in her hair, Katrina entered Veronica with one then two curled fingers all the while licking and sucking her clit. The two of them had Veronica coming loudly and energetically in a less than two minutes. Veronica put her arms tightly around Carol and gasped "God, I needed that, ... I really needed that." Mary Claire came in with a tray full of drinks and asked, "It smells like pussy in here. What'd I miss?" "Just a wonderful orgasm," sighed Veronica. "After displaying herself to Dave and watching Alyssa touching him she was on a hair trigger," laughed Ashley. Lauren stood and said, "Mary Claire come sit here. I want to try some of that teenaged pussy you offered earlier." ## With my arms curled around her and as we looked at the flames dancing in the gas fireplace Cathleen asked, "Are you done?" "Far from it, we can play, fuck, soak in the spa bath, whatever your heart desires. I've planned on dinner and dancing, but it's only a bit after four now. I've made reservations for seven downstairs." "I'd like some pee play, but I don't want to get it in my hair and have to wash it before we eat, ... soo would you like to try being careful? Or we could wander around the casino a bit, or you could fuck my ass, or we could call Carol and Veronica and have them join us, or we could have another man join us and you both could DP me, or?" Cathleen smiled while snuggled beside me stroking my cock. Was this the same woman I was married to, I asked myself. "Something turned you on," she asked as she grasped me a bit more firmly. "Why didn't we have sex play like this when we were married?" I asked. "Hmmm, I guess I was afraid of getting pregnant, although when you convinced me to have Katrina I relaxed for the next nine months. We did produce a wonderful young woman didn't we? My affair with Monica awakened my sexuality for all the wrong reasons, but awakened it was. Then you left, ... I let you leave. I couldn't fault you. Within months I got involved with Eric and his family. Sex became recreational for me. The switch in my libido had been thrown and I loved it. I began attending lifestyle gatherings which were all about sex. You know those weeks in February when you took Katrina while I traveled to the Caribbean? Each time I went to Hedonism where I had sex with various partners several times a day. In our lifestyle group, I became known as that 'minx in flats' and fucked as good as I got. At Carol's suggestion I began wearing hose and garter belts, something I refused to do for you. I was just plain perverse to you wasn't I?" "Yes you were. Do you even know why?" I asked. "While I put on a firm front, it was just that, a mask. Inside I was conflicted. I wanted to be accepted and loved by you. I was afraid that you'd fall in love with what I wore and my beauty instead of me as me. I wanted to try some things sexually but I was taught by my mother that good girls didn't do those things so I limited what we did out of fear of losing control and your love. I was insecure but hid it from you and to an extent myself. It seems so silly now, but that was then. I've changed. There is this wonderful woman in the lifestyle group who's helped me to accept that I am a sensuous, sexual lady and that it's okay for me to let that show. "By the way, I really love your fiancée. She's so warm, exciting and welcoming. She's a self-assured woman. Scott you really are marrying up," she smiled. "And I'm very happy for you as well as for Veronica." "Thank you for being so happy for us. I know I'm marrying way up. I don't deserve her," I agreed. "When I said earlier that you are always welcome to be part of our life, I meant it. Veronica knows that I still love you and she isn't threatened by my feelings for you." "I do want to share an occasional fuck with both, either of you. Can I stop feeling badly about how I treated you?" she asked me looking directly into my eyes. "Of course, but if anything else comes up please don't hesitate to talk to me. I guess we really haven't clearly communicated for over twenty years. That's a shame, but I have a soul mate now and you needn't feel badly anymore," I explained. "You're right that we didn't communicate. It's good to see how freely and honestly you and Veronica communicate," Cathleen said sincerely. "I learned in counseling that I held back and hindered that process. What I'm saying is that much of the blame for the failure of our marriage rests with me and I've long ago accepted that." "I have to share responsibility. I've learned I have work hard to keep my marital relationships strong and ... " "Marital relationships, as in plural" she interrupted me. "You and Veronica ... and Carol?" I couldn't help but blush. "You sly stud. You'll have your hands full handling those two women." With that she kissed me. Clearly she was not angry or disappointed, if anything she seemed to be more amorous. "Roll on your back stud, I wanna ride you hard. I brought some lube so you can stick your cock in my ass if you can wait a minute while I go get it," she panted as I began pinching her nipples. "Do you want me to get it?" she asked as I continued to caress and pinch her nipples. "Yes, sorry they felt so nice in my hands," I grinned. I admired her tight bare ass as she walked to her small bag on top of the desk. Her tits jiggled enticingly as she walked back. Though her body was familiar and wasn't as firm as when we married, still she kept my attention. I loved touching, looking and exploring her luscious body. She snapped me out of my gazing and thoughts by handing me the tube, "Be generous. How much do you use for Veronica." "I haven't, we haven't had anal intercourse. She's used a plug and my fingers have visited ... my fingers have been in all the female assholes in my house. I did fuck Erin McDonough's ass once and enjoyed the very tight feeling immensely," I smiled. "Well, then you're in for a treat, my kegels are in great shape and I'll give your cock a massage you'll want over and over again," she glowed as she knelt on the bed and stuck her ass in the air. Kneeling to the side I liberally applied lube to her ass hole, my cock and my fingers before stroking it in and out of her a few times to get the inside slick. While doing so, her right hand light stroked my cock to keep me firm, ready and eager. "Umm, good job, stud, now lay back and let me straddle you," she said as she swung her leg across me and with my cock in her hand she began to push her asshole against by rock hard head. I felt her relaxing and I entered her then she raised up and pushed against me again. My head was in and the anal ring began to tighten around it. She slowly sat down, impaling herself on my rod and after a few minutes her ass cheeks were against my upper thighs. She was amazingly warm and tight. "Feels good, doesn't it? Now just lay back and let me pleasure you," Cathleen smiled. She began to move up and down a bit as I felt her anal ring tightening and loosening as she moved. She then began to lift up a bit more and while lowering herself her anal ring alternately squeezed and relaxed around my cock. It was almost as if she were jacking me with her ass. "Would you like me to teach Veronica and other women in your family to do this?" she grinned as she bent down so I could pleasure her nipples and breasts with my mouth. "The former wife teaching the new wife a few new tricks," she grinned. Around the nipple in my mouth I replied, "If you would, I'm sure they'd all appreciate it." "Are you about to come?" she asked. "Yes, soon," I panted. "In my ass or in my mouth," she panted as I began to pinch and touch her clit. "Don't worry about saying 'mouth' I cleaned out before you picked me up." "Your choice, in a few seconds," I said as I could feel my balls tightening to explode a load. "I've already got a cunt full" she said as she pulled off me and dropped her mouth to envelop my throbbing cock. Her lustful sparkling eyes looked up into mine, as her lips closed and her tongue began caressing the underside of my crown. Within five seconds I came. The ex of old would have never let me come in her mouth, but the transformed Cathleen swallowed all four or five spurts. She sat up licking her lips, smiled and asked, "Like that? Want to do it again?" "Yes and yes, but I'll need an hour or so." "Let's get in the tub, clean up and go gamble a bit before dinner shall we. I've got a dress that your wife picked out that you should really like," she announced as she bent to unfasten her stockings. "Or would you rather I bathe with these on?" she asked under her eyebrows. "No sense ruining a nice pair of heels," I replied. "No, leave them on. God ... you've become a sexy woman," I laughed. "It's not as if I couldn't afford to replace them," she laughed taking my hand and leading me to the bathroom. She ran a shallow tub and after we both got in we took turns washing below our waists and the vision of her in wet stockings and heels brought me back to full attention. After bathing she sat on the toilet and with a Fleet cleaned herself out. "Ready to go again, hope you'll be interested later," she demurely smiled. We dried each other and I walked back into the bedroom in my boxers and she was sitting on the edge of the bed pulling on pantyhose. Seeing me watching her she said, "Don't worry, these have an open crotch, I need them to fully cover my thighs with the dress I'm going to wear. She stood to 'prove' her point and sure enough her pussy was available through the missing gusset. She slipped on a red g-string and walked toward me, wrapping her arms around me with her bare beasts against me saying. "I love you more now than when we married. I love you and am happy for you more than I can describe. I'm so happy because you're finally going to get your soul mate, a sexy vivacious woman that you deserve and since she's bi too I get to have sex with you both." I kissed her thoroughly and my unspoken thought was I couldn't have agreed with her more. After breaking our kiss she stepped into a pair of red four heel inch sandals, fastened the strap around her ankle and took out 'the dress'. It was black, deeply vee cut front and back. The dress extended four inches below the bottom of her ass which was nicely accentuated by the tightly fitted skirt. "You're going to get a lot of attention tonight. I didn't know you were such an exhibitionist," I smiled appraising the woman across the room from me who twisting one way and then the other as she looked at herself in the mirror. "Yeah, I'm glad I let Veronica talk me into this. Like it? ... Too over the top? ... Makes you want to reach inside the top for my braless boobs? Or perhaps bend me over and take me from behind? ... Let's call Veronica and Carol and have a foursome. ... Could you do that? You've already come twice today." She bounced across the bed, the skirt riding up above her waist and reached for her cell phone on the nightstand. This is the second time today she's mentioned a foursome with Veronica and Carol, I thought to myself and decided to ask her about it. Before I could react she had picked up her cell, "Veronica, Hi, Cathleen. I need you and Carol, we, ... I want a foursome ... yes, I think so, ... Can you be here by seven and have dinner with us, we're on our way down to the casino. ... Good, Ill have Scott change the reservations to four. ... Yes, I think he likes the dress, oops it kinda slid above my waist and he's lustily looking at me." ... "I'd like to see you in that," Veronica replied. You will," she squealed. "Seven then, love you, bye." Carol noticed Veronica's perplexed look as she 'hung up' her cell. "What is it darling?" she asked. "It was Cathleen, she wants you and I to join them for dinner at seven then pleasure each other as a foursome. I assume Scott agreed and they've worked out their differences. I'm up for it. You?" she asked Carol. "Yeah, best offer since getting fucked by Max this morning. All three of you are fantastic lovers. It'll certainly be a long fun night. I haven't brought any other cocktail dresses, perhaps I could wear one of yours. Or I'll bet the girls have some revealing top and bottom combinations to match Cathleen's dress you've described. Let's go see what's available," grinned Carol. "I found two dresses similar to Cathleen's. I loved them both so rather than choosing just one, so I bought them both. One of them should certainly fit you if you like," enthused Veronica. Veronica explained to the girls what we were up to and both Katrina and Ashley began making suggestions about what Carol could wear. Veronica made mention of the extra dress she bought. Mary Claire, Cindy and Lauren listened and smiled. Mary Claire said, "Gloria is picking me up after five so just four for dinner and all the pussy dessert you can eat, huh?" As they followed Ashley and Katrina upstairs Veronica saw Lauren gently push Cindy to sit on the couch and begin to kneel in front of her. Carol slipped out of her skirt as our daughters began bringing in some possibilities. The option of the other dress was all but forgotten as they seemed to like the idea of preparing Carol for her evening of fun. Cindy's silver cocktail dress would fit either of us because the fabric was mostly spandex. A gold lame' cowl neck sweater matched to one of the side slit skirts was another suggestion. Katrina suggested a black sheer blouse over a black shelf bra with a red leather mid-thigh length skirt, red strappy four inch heel sandals and gold seamed stockings. Mary Claire arrived to observe. After quietly watching for five minutes she commented, "Three of you and Dad? Maybe you oughta call Max. Cathleen hasn't had the pleasure yet has she? By the way, Lauren really knows how to eat pussy. She says her mother taught her." At five-fifteen the door bell rang and a still topless Ashley answered it much to the delight of Gloria Graham. "Please come in, I'm Ashley and you must be Gloria, Mary Claire's 'date'" Managing to raise her eyes from Ashley's firm breasts she extended her hand and as Ashley took it she said, "Do you always answer the door undressed like this? Not a complaint, just a question," asked Gloria. "Not usually, no. Mary Claire was taking pictures of all of us to do some sketches." She turned to call up the stairs that Gloria'd arrived and led her into the den where she introduced Lauren and Cindy, and also explaining that her sister Katrina was upstairs. Gloria was wearing a flowered blouse with a deep Vee neck, a full cream colored linen skirt that was knee length, hose and three inch black patent pumps. Mary Claire came down the stairs in a sheer chocolate colored blouse, a flaired tan skirt, hose and three inch sandals. Her skirt stopped just above the knees. They briefly hugged as Mary Claire asked, "did you meet everybody?" "Yes, the fully clothed as well as the partially clothed," she replied grinning. "That happens a lot around here. I love living here!" grinned Mary Claire. "Ready?" "Nice meeting you, hope to see you again," cheerily said Gloria to the pair in the den. Mary Claire grabbed a light coat on the way out and as they got into Gloria's two seater silver Mercedes SLK Mary Claire remarked. "Nice car." "Thanks, Mom and Dad gave it to me for a special occasion four years ago," grinned Gloria. "Your parents are very generous," Mary Claire replied. "I love how it rides. How does it handle?" "It has that sporty feel and touch. It handles bumps nicely but of course it's not as smooth as my mom's C280." As they were driving to the valley Mary Claire turned sideways in her seat to better talk to Gloria and in doing so pulled her skirt up a bit to be more comfortable. Gloria was taking more sideways glances at Mary Claire as her skirt rose a bit higher. "Do you mind a personal question?" asked Gloria. "No. What would you like to know?" replied Mary Claire. "Are you wearing stockings? The kind with a garter belt?" "Yep, that's all I wear since moving to the Appleton's. Do you wear them too or just pantyhose, since we're getting personal," grinned Mary Claire. "I'm usually bare legged at my apartment, but when I go home I wear stockings, Mom and Dad prefer them. Right now I'm wearing lace top thigh highs," replied Gloria pulling her skirt up as far as she could without raising from the seat. "Nice legs, Gloria. You're a very attractive woman. May I?" asked Mary Claire as she put her hand on Gloria's shoulder close to her neck. During conversation at they neared the Smokehouse Restaurant they learned that neither had a boyfriend, that Ashley, Katrina, herself and Cindy were counted as 'daughters' by Scott and Veronica, and that Gloria had an older sister, Joy, who was married to Keith, and that Samantha and Abigail were younger twin stepsisters. Over dinner Gloria offered to tutor Mary Claire for the December ACT exams. Since she was going to do it for Sam and Abi, Gloria explained that it could be very productive to do all three at the same time. After a wonderful meal they drove a short way down the road to the cinema and during the movie they held hands and kept their shoulders touching. At one point Gloria raised her hand to stifle a cough without letting go of Mary Clair's and brushed her forearm against her breast. Mary Claire was delighted to feel a rather stiff nipple, or hoped it was truly the brunette's nipple, not a button. On the way home Mary Claire turned in her seat and pulled her skirt up as far as she could. Gloria placed her right hand on the inside of Mary Claire's bare thigh above her stocking top. After ten minutes of enjoying Gloria's touch, Mary Claire asked, "I've enjoying being with you Gloria, can we do it again?" "I'd like that very much. Perhaps we could have a light dinner and ... at my apartment. I'm bi-sexual as I assume you are, sooo when are you free?" "Most any time, I earn my keep with Scott and Veronica by cooking and cleaning up the house. Other than that I don't work. Call me when you're free and we can make some plans. I look forward to some 'private time' with you," smiled Mary Claire. After pulling in the driveway and stopping they leaned toward each other and lightly kissed. That led to another deeper tongue filled lip lock. As they were kissing Mary Claire's hand traveled lightly up Gloria's leg and her finger tips touched her damp crotch. Gloria reciprocated, and a third passion-filled kiss continued for at least three or four minutes. Finally as they broke the kiss, Mary Claire asked, "Spend the night?" "Love too, but I've got early rounds again in the morning. Six more months and I'll graduate. These weekend rounds only come twice a month and damned if this isn't the first one this month. Next Friday or Saturday, your place or mine. Do you have a car?" asked a panting Gloria. "I do, but you'd always be welcome here and I know you'd like my parents, Scott and Veronica." ## After a half hour of fashion suggestions from women half their ages, outfits for both were chosen and Carol and Veronica stepped into the shower. "What about Max?" asked Carol as the water warmed. "I'd like to fuck him again, and Scott said he didn't mind in fact he said I should see about having him over this evening. I also noticed you seemed to enjoy him this morning, so sure, worth a call," concluded Veronica. Any Chance We Could Ch. 41 After a quick shower and striving to keep their hair dry, they toweled each other off and stood in front of the mirror while Katrina used a blow dryer and hair brush on both. As soon as her hair was dry, Carol called Max and invited him to dinner. "Sure," was his response, "Mom and Beth have gone shopping and probably wouldn't be home 'til late." "Wear a sports jacket, a nice collared shirt and nice slacks, and bring a change of clothes. You'll probably spend the night," smiled Carol winking at Veronica. "Who'll be there? he asked. "Does it make a difference?" "No," he replied. "Veronica and I, Scott and Cathleen. We're going to the Ameristar Hotel in St. Charles and will pick you up shortly after six thirty. Can you be ready?" "Are you kidding, of course. I'll call Mom and tell her, home tomorrow you say?" Carol was wearing the silver dress with silver highlighted stockings and silver pumps. Veronica elected to wear the black blouse her daughters suggested. As they were putting on their jewelry Lauren asked if it was okay for her to spend the night. She was assured that it was. "I need to model what Carol and I bought. I'll do that when you get home later," she grinned. "Plan on tomorrow sweetheart," said Veronica as she extended her arms, kissed and hugged her. Then she and Carol quickly packed their toiletries and clothes for the morning as well as a few other items into a small a small roll-on case. As they drove past the old stone farm house to the north of their home, Veronica noticed a new sign had been erected. The sign announced that the property and the contents of the house were part of an estate auction on the Saturday before they returned from their honeymoon. She recalled seeing an ambulance there last March and later hearing that the elderly woman who lived in the home was found dead by her housekeeper. For a moment, Veronica pulled over to look at the old house. With its grizzly old paint on the windows and eve trim starting to peel, a gutter hanging down and overgrown grass, the house looked in rough shape. The house must be well over a hundred years old she thought. The old barn in the back had many missing boards, both windows that she could see lacked any glass and a portion of the roof had collapsed in on the upper level. She wondered if they should aggressively bid on it just for the acreage associated with the house. Carol must have guessed what she was thinking as she was writing down the information while saying, "Owning this lot would give us greater privacy." As she pulled back onto the road she nodded, "I agree. We need to talk to Scott." On the way to Cheryl's house Veronica mused, "I wonder if I should have asked Scott about Max?" "Are you kidding, darling, you are the queen of the bedroom. Where ever you and Scott are, you still are. As queen you control who is or is not going to be in our bed. So don't worry about it." That's the second time I've heard that phrase, 'queen of the bedroom' and the admonition to take control of what happens in the bedroom. She and Evie are better friends than I first thought, Veronica privately mused. "You're right, I need to be the queen." "Wow, two wonderful cocks on the menu," laughed Carol with her hand under Veronica's hair on her neck. As short time later Veronica turned into a condo project off Kirkwood Road. After parking in the drive Carol went to the front door to get Max. When Max opened to door, Carol opened the black satin evening coat that she was wearing and he was immediately erect from the special greeting. The two lightly kissed, and Max gently touched her breast through the dress. Ten minutes down the road, from the back seat, Max asked, "So what's the plan?" Veronica replied, "I suspect we'll have a wonderful leisurely dinner, dance a bit, go back up to the suite where you and my husband can enjoy three absolutely beautiful women while we enjoy two very handsome nicely equipped men. Does that sound like a nice 'plan'?" Max was sitting behind Veronica and Carol had turned to say something to him when Veronica admonished, "You right boobie is out of the dress, lover. Best to watch that during dinner." Carol turned a bit more and shrugged the coat off her shoulders and pulled the left side back a bit and laughingly said, "You mean like this?" as she revealed her other breast. "Tasty looking, Max?" asked Veronica looking in her mirror as she reached over and pinched a nipple. "Yeah," sighed Max. "Excuse me, I mean yes, ... I'm truly blessed to be with two beautiful sexy women. Is Mom going to be at your house everyday?" "Yes she is," Veronica nodded as she looked into the mirror again. "Would you mind if I dropped by to 'visit' her occasionally?" he asked somewhat sheepishly. "Hmmm, let me think about that. ... Do you promise to behave as a loving and gracious young man?" she teased. "Yes! Mom's teaching me how to treat a woman with respect," he quickly and eagerly replied. "Well then," she paused to look at Carol who was smiling at how Max didn't realize that Veronica was teasing him. "If you promise that you'll carefully learn your lessons from your mother, Carol and I, you can expect to do more than visit. I'll be disappointed if you don't. Carol works though, so you'll have to make evening 'visits' as well to learn the lessons she wants to teach you," grinned Veronica at his image in the mirror. "I'll try my best," Max promised as Carol looked out the side window as she started to quietly laugh. After being delayed ten minutes by an accident as they approached the bridge on I-70 they pulled to the front of the hotel. The valet parking attendants were all busy so Veronica simply parked the car at the end of the turn at the front door. Max opened Veronica's door. Playfully she spread her knees as she turned in the seat. Noticing that no one was nearby she scooted forward enough to ride her skirt up past the top of her stockings. She held her coat open and stepped out in front of Max's admiring eyes. As she stood brushing her skirt pack down and closing her coat Carol pretty much repeated it for him as he opened her door. "It's gonna be a fun evening," he laughed. Giving the keys and a five dollar bill to an attendant Veronica tucked the stub in her purse and slid an arm through Max's arm. They walked into the lobby with Max getting a lot of envious stares and after being directed by a bell hop walked to the streak and pasta bar. Upon being greeted by the Maitre'd Carol gave Scott's name and he led them to Scott's banquette table. My back was to them as they approached the table. I was lost in a conversation with Cathleen when Veronica put her hand on my shoulder, bent and kissed my ear, "Hi, handsome, got room for three more?" "Uuh," I replied turning around and standing. "I wasn't sure you were coming but I'm very glad you did," said Cathleen as I kissed Carol lightly and shook Max's hand. Then I motioned for a waiter to bring another place setting. I introduced Max to Cathleen. "Cathleen this is Max Babcock my new household manager's son and Max this is Cathleen Morris, my ...." Cathleen interrupted, "Old friend from college. Nice to meet you young man. I hope you know how to dance," she smiled and gave him a peck on his cheek. We seated ourselves, Veronica, then me, Cathleen, Max and Carol. "I hope you don't mind that I brought Max," Veronica whispered with a concerned look on her face. "Not at all, I'm glad you did. Didn't I suggest it this morning?" I replied smiling and kissing her cheek. "Yes, you did, but I didn't know if you had a five-some in mind. Also, you seemed rather 'upset", concerned, or something last night," she replied. "I told you I felt that I did a disservice to Lauren by concentrating on watching you. God that was erotic. Now that you're here, does that mean there'll more of the same later?" I asked smiling. "I think that's the whole idea," smiled Veronica without a trace of concern this time. Dinner was excellent, Max drank iced tea much to the chagrin of the waiter who thought his tip depended on selling one or two more bottles of Dom Perignon at $275 each. We were off to the side so we had relative privacy. The tablecloth covered table concealed a lot of touching to legs and other private parts. Carol and Veronica mentioned Dave's visit when they were all topless but didn't bring up the Dave Alyssa interaction. As dinner drew to the dessert course the conversation became filled with a lot of sexual innuendo and Max, much to my surprise, held his own. Very mature young man, I though more than once. Very likable. From their interaction with him apparently Carol and Cathleen felt the same. The band set up during our dessert and we managed, Max and I, to dance at least one dance with each woman. Carol broached the topic of "Let's go to your room. Give Max the room number, the valet stub, a ten dollar bill for a valet tip and he can find the car and bring in the bags for tomorrow morning." On the ride up Veronica asked, "How was the casino. Did you get a lot of looks because of your dress Cathleen?" "I hope they were looking beyond my legs but probably not. Scott did mention that he noticed a lot of lost bets from the players being distracted by me. It was a good choice Veronica. Will you be my 'fashion consultant'? You dress how I want to," smiled Cathleen. "Of course. I'm more than happy too. Too bad we're not the same size or I'd share my clothes as well as my husband." "Yeah, well, pussies are pretty much a universal size. I know we're going to have a long and loving relationship. Don't you agree Scott?" Cathleen asked. "I do. Lover are you planning on fucking Max? I want to tell you again that it's absolutely okay with me, no concerns, no reservations. I look forward to watching him, in fact watching him fucking all three of you," I grinned. "You aren't going to participate?" asked Carol as I opened the door. "Of course I am. Why would you think otherwise?" "Handsome, take off your clothes and let me sit in your lap until Max gets back." "Oh my word, this is a gorgeous suite," Veronica enthused as she walked through the suite towards the window. I pushed the button to ignite the fire and dimmed the lights just as my love cried, "Wow, Carol. You have to come here." Carol cried out as she joined her, "My God what a wonderful view of the river and the skyline." Carol glanced over her should to look at me, "Handsome, you're gonna have to make love to me doggy style in this window." "Me too," Veronica gasped as she looked at the view. Minutes later Veronica and I were sitting in one of the oversize chairs with my hand inside her blouse when Cathleen opened the door to let Max in. "Veronica and Carol tell me you're quite the stud. Are you up to proving that they're right? I haven't been fucked by a teenager in three years, interested in a go with another MILF?" grinned Cathleen as she caressed his erect cock through his pants. "Yeesss...yees ma'am," he stuttered. Carol cried out, "Everyone, I have an idea. To maximize the two cocks among the three of us and do something I've done at lifestyle parties. Go ahead and get undressed Max. Ladies we'll move this large upholstered bench from the foot of the bed to the window and sit on the edge of the bench, fully dressed. As we lean against the window with our legs spread wide, Max and Scott can warm us up orally or otherwise. When we're all soaking wet and ready to be fucked we'll kneel on the bench, side by side looking out the window. We're high enough no one can see much if anything. Each man will fuck one of us for no more than eight or nine strokes, then pull out and move to the next pussy. They 'll move back and forth up and down the line. The lady who comes first, immediately gets the second cock, however she wants to take them to take her to a second orgasm. Now if Scott or Max come before one of us does, he gets to eat the one he came in to an orgasm. You guys can play with our bodies as you fuck us, nothing is off limits. Well anal is, that can be done one on one later. Questions?" "Are you going to stay dressed?" I asked. "I'd prefer you did at least for now. Veronica unbutton your blouse to your bra, please." "Does the 'winner' have to take the second cock doggy or can we get on our backs on the bed?" asked my wife. "Whatever you desire," smiled Carol. "Max, drink some water, I have something in mind for later that another teen and I used to do," demurely smiled Cathleen under her eyebrows. Max now nude and not at all shy walked into the bathroom and drank two glasses of water, his semi-erect cock swinging from side to side as he walked back to the bed. "Umm, that's going to feel good," she grinned. "It will, and it does," grinned Veronica and Carol simultaneously. Cathleen sat on the left side of the bench, then Veronica, then Carol. The bench being the width of the king sized bed allowed some space between them to properly spread their legs. Before each sat they hiked their skirts to their waists. "Age rules Scott. You pick the first," said Max. I knelt in front of my wife and as I slowly ran my hands up the insides of her legs from her shoes to the bare thigh above her stocking tops I followed with light kisses. Max knelt in front of Cathleen and began the same way. "Just enough to get us wet not to make us come and both of you do each of us," sighed Carol as she lightly rubbed herself while watching the action to the right of her. I pulled off Veronica's g-string and with the flat of my tongue spread her labia and lightly fucked her with my rolled tongue as my hand drifted up to grasp her breast. After a few minutes I pulled back and moved to Carol and I heard Cathleen sigh, "You do that well for a young man. I think this isn't the first time you've done that." "What a nice idea," I smiled at Carol as I repeated what I had done to Veronica. After taking off Carol's g-string and spreading her legs she mewed as I tongue fucked her, I heard my wife enjoying Max. "You've been practicing, haven't you? I can only imagine how much Cheryl and Beth love providing you practice time," moaned Veronica who was now pinching her nipples above the bra that she had pulled below them. I moved on to Cathleen while seconds later Max moved to Carol. I lifted Cathleen's feet upward and motioned for her to pull them back high above her. She knew what I wanted without any verbal request. I licked from the clit down to her asshole. "Oh, my. I'll bet you'd like to get back in there," she softly said. "I wonder if Max would like to go in there too?" I moved back to Veronica, then Carol, then Cathleen. As Max pulled back from Carol she announced, "On your knees ladies, let's fuck!" She had earlier placed two king sized pillows from the bed and another throw pillow from the sofa alongside the bench. In seconds the three ladies were kneeling on the pillows, leaning over the bench with skirt hems pulled up over their hips. Since I had been kneeling in front, now behind Cathleen as she settled her head on the padded bench and stuck her ass up, I entered her and was surprised at how wet and slick she was. I stroked in and out four times in rapid succession and five times slowly as deep as I could go. I watched Max enter Veronica who had her head on the bench too. Her face was turned toward me. She smiled as I winked at her. God, that was erotic watching him fuck her. He did six or seven shallow strokes and two deeper ones then pulled out and moved to Carol. I immediately moved to my wife. I slowly fucked her deeply as she wiggled her ass at me. "Are you alright?" she softly asked. With a nod and a smile I assured her I was more than fine. I reached forward, found her open blouse, pulled her bra down further and lightly pinched both nipples which brought a moan from her. Max seemed to be going more deeply in Carol and her sighing indicated that she was enjoying him. She groaned as he left her for Cathleen. As I entered Carol I reached under her and pinched an exposed nipple. Her top was now fully open in front. I rubbed her clit as my eyes locked into hers through the reflection in the window. Her eyes gleamed as she begged, "Oh, more nipple please. More nipples." "Sorry, got to go. I hate to fuck and run, but you set the rules," I gently laughed. Max had moved to Veronica from Cathleen. I was really enjoying myself in Cathleen who was really grasping my cock with her kegels. She was trying to bring me off but it was time to move on before she accomplished her task. Veronica, whose top and bra were discarded after Max had pulled out of her, was pushing back and deeply sighing on my fifth time in her, Carol seemed about ready to come for Max, but he pulled out to move to Cathleen before she could climax. I'm sure Max wasn't yet tuned in enough to know how close Carol was and that one or two more hard thrusts would have driven her over the edge. As Max left her the next time and I entered her Carol sighed, "Oh, God, you feel good darling. Please keep going." I shook my head and I moved back to Cathleen. All the women seemed on the edge and I wouldn't be surprised if Cathleen and Veronica came for Max and I right now if we extended our time by another few thrusts. Max moved to Veronica and I saw that she was tightly grasping the far side of the bench edge. She was close, but Max pulled out as she tried to follow his cock with her ass. We switched, he going to Cathleen and me to Veronica. As I entered Veronica slowly and deeply, Carol knew I was intentionally playing with her by not moving on to her. I smiled at a half grinning Carol as I thrust into Veronica for six more rapid strokes as deeply as I could. I had her clit lightly pinched between my thumb and forefinger when she began bucking, and panting, and softly came with an "Oh fuck, that feels good," I stayed in her as she began to come down. After she dropped flat like a rag doll I pulled out. A few seconds later Veronica raised up on her knees, stood, moved to the bed, turned and laid on her back putting her high heel clad feet at the edge of the bed with her legs wide apart. We knew she'd won and was ready for her reward. She extended her arms to Max who happily crawled between her thighs. As he entered her she pulled him to her mouth and they began to passionately kiss with tongues intertwined. When their kiss ended she motioned for me to sit by her head and against the padded headboard. Max slowly stroked in and out and as she played with my cock. After a minute or two with her other hand drew him in for another kiss all the while stroking me with the other hand. When she released him from the kiss he stood and began to enter her as deeply as he could. "Oh, good Max, that's so good, deep, hard, play with my tits, keep fucking, keep fucking me, more deeper." Max looked at me and I told him, "Raise her leg." Max raised her left leg and put it on his shoulder then her right and began to rapidly plunge deeply into my wife. "Oh God, that's better, keep fucking, put your finger on my asshole, please keep fucking." Carol moved onto the bed and beside me. She rolled onto her back and with her hands behind her knees said, "Fuck me darling." Veronica released me and followed me with her eyes as I positioned myself to fuck my second wife. Cathleen climbed onto the bed on the other side of Veronica. She rolled to her side and moved toward Veronica and began to deeply and lovingly kiss her. As my wife was nearing her second orgasm and I was deeply inside Carol and kissing her with short kisses. She asked, "You're enjoying watching them aren't you?" "More than I ever imagined," I grunted as I deeply fucked Carol with a growing urgency to match Max's increased rate. "I also love watching him with you too." Any Chance We Could Ch. 41 "I'm, ohhh I'm almost there ... I'm so glad," she grinned. "Come in my cunt, Max, come in me you young mother-fucking stud," cried Veronica aloud. "That's it, fucking fill me up." And he did. I was pounding hard into Carol. Max's groaning and Veronica's orgasmic growling put me over the edge and I pumped a small load into my second wife-to-be. I fell exhausted onto the bed between my wives. Max pulled out of Veronica and landed next to Cathleen. As we all cooled down Veronica wrapped her arms around me and began kissing me and saying, "That was nice, very nice. Can we keep him?" "Sure, I'll need relief after the wedding," I laughed. Cathleen began rubbing on Max's ass and back and asked, "Need to pee yet?" "Yeah, I could," he replied. "Come with me," she said as she stood and after pulling her dress over her head extended her hand to him. As she pulled him up she asked, "Ever hear about golden showers?" "No, why," he replied with a querulous look on his face. "You're going to learn. Come on all, let's play in this large whirlpool tub. Cathleen climbed in the dry tub. After slipping off her heels she knelt down in front of Max. "You're going to pee on me. I like it and I think you will too." "What," he asked, "You like that. Warm piss on you?" "And in my mouth if you taste good, yeah. Now don't get hard, you won't be able to go. Hold onto it to get started and then I'll hold it and move it around." "You're going to leave your hose on?" he asked. "Yeah, they'll wash, you can wash my body when you're done or if you want I can pee on you first." Carol and Veronica looked at each other and smiled. They began to take their dresses and heels off. "Want to play darling?" Carol asked looking at me as she swung a leg over the side of the tub. Veronica joined her kneeling next to Cathleen. "Come on, handsome, get your feet wet so to speak." My wives knelt in front of me and Carol grasped my soft cock and said, "You can do it. Veronica says you've talked about it." My flow started as a little dribble then rapidly developed into a strong flow. Carol pointed my stream to her face and let her mouth fill up then squeezed the flow off by pinching the base of my cock. She tilted her head back a bit and swallowed. "Lover?" she asked looking at Veronica. "Sure, let 'er rip," smiled Veronica as she opened her mouth. Carol relaxed her fingers and my stream started again and as soon as Veronica's mouth filled Carol stopped the flow. Veronica tilted her head back and swallowed. "I can almost taste the wine we had for dinner. Got enough for another mouthful or two?" Carol released her grip again aiming into Veronica's open mouth then into her own before shutting it off again. After Carol swallowed, she asked, "Any more?" "Yeah, I think so," I replied. She filled Veronica's mouth then her own as both were swallowing Cathleen leaned over there was enough left to almost fill hers. After she swallowed she looked at Max and asked, "Any questions. Ready to piss?" "I guess, if you really want to." Straight away he began a strong flow which Cathleen directed to her neck and chest then opened her mouth to take a mouthful before squeezing him off. After swallowing she said, "Ladies, anyone want to share?" Veronica stood up and moved behind Cathleen and leaned over her. "Give us a taste," said Carol as Cathleen aimed Max's cock at Veronica's mouth spraying a bit on her chin before she got a mouthful. Veronica swallowed as Carol took a mouthful, swallowed and said, "Tastes a bit different from Scott's. Sweeter somehow." Max had enough left for another mouthful each for Carol and Veronica and two for Cathleen." "God it's so exciting to have Max's come dripping out of my cunt and his pee in my mouth," announced Veronica. "I can say the same about Scott's come and his pee," replied Carol. Cathleen asked, "Shall we clean up the tub and our bodies? I have another question for you, Max." "Do I have to let you want to pee on me?" he asked. "Not unless you ask me to. I just wanted to know if you'd ever been in someone's asshole." "With my finger, or my dick?" "Either, have you done both?" asked Cathleen. "No, my Mom had me put my finger in her ass and Beth has asked for the same thing. Probably up to the first knuckle, not very far," he replied. "Would you like to fuck my ass with your cock? Scott did this afternoon and he seemed pleased," my ex-wife inquired. At that comment Veronica looked up at me and a thought seemed to cross her mind as she smiled. "Yeah, sure, now?" asked Max hopefully. "As soon as we get cleaned up." Cathleen turned on the faucet and filled the tub with about six inches of fresh water after rinsing the bit of pee down the drain. Cathleen stood and thumbed her pantyhose down and both Carol and Veronica sat on the edge, unfastened and rolled their hose down. After removing garter belts they sat in the water and washed one another the women then beckoned us to the side and washed our cocks. After drying off Cathleen led us all back to the bed and said, "You're invited to watch. You've probably noticed I am not at all shy. What about you Max." "Shy? Me? I just fucked Veronica with her husband right next to me." As Cathleen was telling Max what to expect and Carol showing Max how to get her ass lubed up, I went in and started to fill the whirlpool bath. I added a good amount of bath oil into the water, mixed it around and then turned off the water. When I came back into the bedroom Max was fully plugged into Cathleen and both were broadly smiling. I stood there watching his cock slid slowly in and out of her. Cathleen's lovely breasts hung downward swaying gently in time with Max's thrusts. When he pulled out of her for a moment, her ass remained open about the diameter of a quarter. Cathleen breathed out hard as he entered her ass again. My wives were sitting side by side whispering on the far side of the bed. After watching Max and Cathleen for four or five minutes, I took Veronica and Carol by the hand and we got in the tub. As they cuddled on either side of me, I quietly said looking at one and then the other, "Life is good and I love you both unconditionally and completely." After being kissed by both and having a bare breast in each hand Veronica asked, "You're still okay with someone else fucking Carol and me? I got a bit vocal when Max was fucking me but it really felt good. And it was only sex." "I know. It was hugely erotic to me. I imagine you feel the same when I fuck someone other than Carol or our daughters. With them it's love, with the others it's sex. I know that because of your love for me that Max could never be a love interest for either of you which is why I'll modify my original sharing condition of doing it only with married men and with their wife's knowledge and approval. I'm willing to approve and encourage you to have a young man like Max as a frequent lover. There is something erotic and exciting about my wives teaching an innocent and awkward young man how to be a wonderful and skilled lover." Veronica turned my head towards hers, kissed me passionately. She then whispered, "Thank you my love." Carol turned me to her and we kissed just as passionately. "Thank you husband for granting us this freedom." Looking at Veronica over my shoulder and then back to me she added, "For any young man we'll seek your approval beforehand." She then kissed me again as Veronica whispered between the kisses she was placing along my neck and around my ears that she loved us. I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but the chapters may sometimes be published further apart because of my day job. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd like especially to hear from any female readers. Any Chance We Could Ch. 42 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Sunday, November 4th Sometime after one o'clock I awoke and felt the bed rhythmically moving. Enough moonlight flooded the room to reveal a shadowyMax on top of Cathleen stroking in and out of her. His hips were pulling back at a steady rate and driving down hard, pushing his shaft forcefully into her depths. Her legs and arms wrapped around his waist and back were encouraging him to keep up his lustful work. Their quiet moans were muffled by their locked mouths. In the shadows it was clear that they enjoyed the pleasuring of each other's mouth as they coupled together. I pulled Veronica more closely to me and tightly spooned her with my erection between her legs against her labia. I moved my left arm which was over her hip upward to grasp her full breast. Finding it, my pointer finger circled her nipple several times in an effort to gently arouse her. Since she only sighed, shifted her ass backward into my groin but didn't stir further any hope of pursuing that amorous line of thought ended. I raised my head a little to watch the couple beside us. Though the moonlight still only revealed their shapes, the sight was still arousing watching my ex-wife being fucked at an increasing rate by a young man who was just months younger than her daughter. Their kissing had ended for the moment and their moans were more pronounced. Cathleen's head turned towards me. While I couldn't see her eyes, her sudden increase in her moaning and the increased rate her arms and hands were moving indicated that she was excited that I was watching her being screwed by the eager young man. Less than a minute later I fell back to sleep hearing Max gasping and Cathleen mewing as they apparently climaxed together. When the early morning light illuminated the room I awoke lying on my back with the covers pulled to the foot of the bed. To my side Veronica was impaling herself on Max's well used member. When she raised her hips the morning's light glinted off her lover's wetted shaft. The young man was in his glory with Cathleen settling her pussy to his face. Many a young man has dreamed of seducing a MILF but here he was being attacked and pleasured by two. As I watched the three lovers for a few moments my morning woody got even harder. Seeing my erection grow my wife winked and grinned at me. Emerging from the bathroom, Carol without any ado climbed on the bed, straddled me, impaled herself on me, tossed her head to throw her red hair from her eyes and without any 'by your leave' began to ride me. It was all very erotic, I thought. I fondled her swinging breasts for a minute while looking into her brightly smiling face then I pulled her down to embrace her. As we embraced and I was kissing her, her hips kept a steady pace of undulating up and down as I firmly stroked in and out of her matching her pace. When our string of long kisses ended, the second woman whom I had come to love more than my own life sat back up. She looked at Veronica who'd slowed her pace, she turned her shoulders and leaned towards Carol. The two of them kissed. "Good morning my love," grinned Veronica when the kiss ended. "Hmmm, good morning my dearest. It's nice to go for a ride together first thing in the morning," Carol replied. Veronica nodded as she picked up the pace again. Two seconds later Carol began emulating Veronica's circular movements on Max. The two women enjoyed their ride for several minutes before Veronica took Max's hand and put his fingers on her clit which he promptly began manipulating. Seeing what Veronica did, Carol did the same with mine. Both women's breathing became more ragged and their movements sped up. As she'd done earlier Veronica began playing with Cathleen's breast and nipples. Moments later with her chest and face becoming flushed, and a wild look in her eyes, Veronica leaned forward into Cathleen's chest. No sooner had Cathleen embraced her, Veronica came explosively and loudly. When she caught her breath she and Cathleen embraced and engaged in a tongue dueling kiss as Max continued to thrust his hips and ram his cock into her. A moment later he groaned filling Veronica's pussy with his sperm while at the same time Veronica pushed down and undulated her hips to milk every drop he was producing. As Veronica raised up off Max, my eyes fastened on her swollen reddish pussy lips to see Max's white cream oozing from between them. As she moved off him a sizeable glob landed on his thigh. When Veronica moved aside Cathleen leaned forward and sucked it into her mouth and licked his thigh clean. More of a reaction to the sight rather than by planned intent, my hips thrust thrice into Carol, who when I looked at her, winked. As Veronica dropped between Max and I, Carol who had slowed down as we watched the show started ride me with gusto. She began rising up and down with greater intensity. In addition to her greater urgency her hips danced in a circular movement. I felt my cockhead hitting almost every corner of her pussy. I could feel her pussy muscles tightly grasping and massaging my cock. I began to feel my balls tighten and asked her between gasps of breaths, "Ready?" "Just about there again darling, try to hold off," she urged. I did my best. After five or six more of her rocking movements I was about to exclaim I couldn't hold it any longer when she cried out, "just about there, ... ooh, now!" As her pussy contracted even more tightly around my cock, to my relief I began splashing my come into her. Long after mine had ended Carol rode out her climax and then collapsed on my chest. Veronica cuddled against the two of us. About three minutes later, Max left to go into the bathroom. Though our breathing had returned to normal I was still inside Carol who still rested on me and Veronica nestled against us. All three of us were basking in that sated feeling when Cathleen leaned over Veronica, gave her a quick kiss and then me before smiling, "Welcome to the lifestyle you two." There must have been a questioning look on either my face or Veronica's because a moment later my ex-wife added, "After last night and this morning, there is no doubt that you're officially swingers." I looked at Veronica and she me, and then we looked at Carol who had moved to my right side. With a big grin on her face she nodded. Carol guided my right hand to Veronica's pussy where it was quickly covered in Veronica's wetness and Max's release. Carol also placed Veronica's left hand around my growing erection before she whispered, "While we need to talk about all this, you two do love the lifestyle idea." ## It was seven forty as Mary Claire and Lauren were in the kitchen drinking their first cup of coffee when Katrina, Ashley and Cindy walked in and sat after filling their cups. "Well Lauren, do you think you made the right decision to come work for mom and dad?" asked Mary Claire. "God yes, what a rush Friday night was and then too last night with Katrina while watching the replay. Did you enjoy me as well?" asked Lauren looking at Katrina. "Oh, I think we all did as much as you seemed to enjoy us. Are you staying for the day?" asked Katrina. "No, gotta to run home, check my mail and dig out some tax reference books to discuss a topic with Scott. I'll be back about noon and I'll have to leave about two-thirty for a certification clinic for new basketball refs. I'm one of the instructors. Also, I'll have a presentation at the rules meeting for spring college sports. By then it'll probably be ten o'clock so I guess I'll come back in the morning. I'm really gonna like it when I start living here," grinned Lauren. "So will we and all of you'll have to put up with me as well," laughed Cindy. "Fucking you is hardly putting up with you're my dearest Cindy," said Mary Claire. "In what spring college sports are you involved?" inquired Ashley. "I referee some women's Lacrosse but softball's my game. I've umpired college softball for the last three seasons and prior to last season I was also an assistant coach for a high school team." When all four women looked at each other and smiled Lauren asked, "What's up." Trying to sound as innocent as she could Katrina replied, "It's nothing. We're just amazed at all the things that you do." Then she thought, I'll bet we could put together a select senior team with her as coach. Lauren left a little after nine taking one of her new suit and blouse outfits. "Y'know, Katrina began. I'll bet with Dad's sponsorship we could get a dozen of us together to form a team. We'd have tryouts that would include sexuality as well as softball ability. I'll bet a side benefit for the players'd be Dad's cock, or Mom's mouth." "Might be of interest to the player's mom as well," mused Ashley. Mary Claire with the help of the other three women cleaned up the kitchen and the den and made up Bryce Field with fresh linen. Mary Claire then went into the den, downloaded her camera to a laptop, then connected the computer to the large screen and began flipping through yesterday's shoot. She stopped on one of Katrina and sat at Scott's desk with her sketch pad and within an hour had a sketch to finish shading when the three other women walked in. "More coffee, lover?" asked Ashley. "No thanks, but thanks for asking," replied Mary Claire no looking up from her sketch pad. By eleven thirty when Lauren returned she'd almost completed one of Cindy as well. Lauren asked, "Where are the other three?" "Cindy is upstairs sleeping. She's been working long days for the last month, partly to build her savings and partly because they've yet to fill two vacancies. Dad and Mom wanted to give her five grand to put into her savings but Cindy told them that she'll not accept their money until she's saved up two on her own . I really respect her integrity and character. Katrina and Ashley, are at church to hear the Reverend Evie Graham. Though I'm not into those things I'd thought of going with them, but I wanted to get these done," she replied in a flat tone without raising her eyes from her sketch. "What time is it?" "Eleven thirty." "The service started at ten. So they should be back shortly," Mary Claire said as she put the finishing touches to her drawing of Cindy. Lifting the drawing pad asked, "What do you think?" ## "I'll bet you've really got to piss don't you?" asked Carol as we broke our kiss and Veronica began to pull her hand off my still erect cock. "I think Carol and I wanna shower with you handsome," smiled Veronica. Before waiting for an answer they climbed off the bed. Her statement was evidently not a suggestion but a 'let's do it' so I followed. Max returned to bed a short time before and was now occupied with Cathleen, or was it the other way around? Cathleen had turned around and was now prone on top of Max and they were eagerly sucking face. I laughed quietly to myself that what had been a get-away for Cathleen and I to reconnect had turned into a connection alright, but a connection between Max and Cathleen. As Carol stepped into the shower pulling me behind her I said, "Wait, I need to go." "Piss on us in the shower, I won't turn it on until you're empty. I'll bet our wife needs to go as well, want to be on the receiving end too?" grinned Carol. With Carol's hand around my cock she pretty much 'hosed 'herself and Veronica down. Neither one of them seemed particularly pleased with it but they were probably doing the golden shower more for my benefit. The event left me pretty ambivalent about the whole fetish and I decided that I wouldn't pursue it in the future and tell them such at the first opportunity. Ah, well, thought of, tried, discarded I concluded. After the shower and dressing we had a late breakfast delivered to the room as Max and Cathleen showered. After breakfast I gave each of them $50 to have fun on the way out playing the slots for thirty minutes. Veronica lost the most. She had all but $7 left. Cathleen and I were slightly in the red while Carol finished in the black by $19. Cathleen played for Max and was the biggest winner, he was down $12 when she hit a $2,238 jackpot. He was smart enough to tell her not to try anything more and to say that he was going to put the winnings into his college savings. He offered to give my $50 back but I told him to keep it as well. Veronica and I drove home together and Carol took Max and Cathleen. When they got to Max's condo he invited Carol and Cathleen in for a sandwich, but Carol knew it was mainly for his Mom to see Cathleen. Cheryl was more than surprised to find her son in the company of Cathleen but welcomed them. Beth and the three of them had a delightful lunch with Cathleen and Cheryl catching up. Carol later told me that Max became very quiet at one point when he realized that Cathleen was my ex-wife and Katrina's mother. After eating and staying a 'proper' amount of time Carol and Cathleen left. On the drive to Cathleen's she remarked, "Well that was interesting, meeting the mother of a young man I've just fucked. I remember when he and Katrina were in nursery school with Beth. I'm sure Cheryl remembers it too," said Cathleen ruefully. "Aw, don't beat yourself up. He fucks both Cheryl and his sister, and he seems to be getting better every time. You weren't experiencing any guilt pangs that I noticed last night when he was in your ass, or this morning either," laughingly said Carol. "You're right, his eagerness is nice and refreshing. So no harm, no foul. We'll fuck again another day." "You're right. No harm, no foul," nodded Carol. "Hmmm, I wonder if he's free to go with me to Hedonism for New Years," grinned Cathleen. "No harm in asking. By the way you're invited to dinner tonight at our house, Scott's high school girlfriend and her kids'll be there. She's the realtor on a house purchase they're making." "Kids? Little kids?" asked Cathleen. "No, you know them both from our social circle. The Warrens, they come every other gathering or so ....Anne, Sue and Tram. You know the young stud who's an amazing fuck, his cock has that delightful curve in it." "Oh yeeah, and a mom and a sister who really know how to suck pussy too. I'll be there for sure," enthused Cathleen. "Scott's high school girlfriend, eh. Did they fuck?" "Yep, that's what I've been told," smiled Carol. "What time?" asked Cathleen "Anne and the kids are coming at about four, but Tram and Sue have to leave around five for some kind of formal event. Anne's the only one staying for dinner." As Carol stopped the car in Cathleen's driveway, Cathleen turned to Carol. "We've known each other for over four years now. I'm going to ask you a personal question and if you answer don't tell me what you think I want to hear." When Carol nodded Cathleen continued, "Are you interested in Scott because you're lonely or are you in love and if you are in love, how much do you love him?" Without a moment's hesitation, "I've been surprised by how much I love him. I was ecstatically happy for Veronica when I saw how much she loved him and when he proposed. Only days later as I came to know him better I became jealous too. He fills my dreams. I desire nothing less than to please him." "You love her that much too," replied Cathleen. "I do," she replied, nodding with a broad smile. "The best of marriages take work. You realize yours will be a very complicated relationship and'll take a lot of effort to make it work. Are you sure you want to do this?" Cathleen asked with concern. "Remember that night we spent shortly after we met when we went to Chicago?" "Don't remind me. That was a horrible trip. Feeling a lot of self pity I got hammered before we even went to the club we were all there to visit. We never joined the others because I cried and blabbered on all night. I can't recall much of what I said," Cathleen said with sadness in her voice. "Several of the things you said that night left an impression on me. The thing that I remember most is that you had taken your marriage and husband for granted and wished you could go back in time. I remember you saying, 'Carol if you ever meet a man who captures your heart and wants to do nothing less than make you happy and fulfilled, don't walk away. Seize the opportunity and do whatever you can every day to make your relationship work, to make him happy. Don't take him or your marriage lightly or for granted. Treat it as a precious jewel. Don't make the same mistake I made.' Well, I've met such a man who loves me and I him, and I have the added blessing of him being engaged to the woman whom I love as well. Yes I'll fight for my marriage every day. I want Scott and Veronica to be happy and fulfilled." "Are you going to keep attending the parties?" "I 've told them that I've attended my last party," Carol smiled. "You love them that much?" With tears welling in her eyes, "I do. I won't do anything that'll put our marriage at risk. I've found love, true, deep abiding love." Cathleen with tears in her eyes nodded and then hugged her. "I'm very happy for you. Out of the ashes of my marriage is rising a beautiful one. It's my desire that you and Veronica love him from the depths of your soul and with every fiber of your being. He deserves to be loved and adored by women like you two." ## As Hazel rolled from the edge of the bed towards the center, in her half awakened state her arm reached out for her husband. Instead of finding him, she only grasped air and a cold sheet. She raised her head and forced her eyes to open to look at the clock on Emerson's side of the bed. It was only seven forty-three. Or was it six forty-three she asked herself trying to recall if Emerson changed the clock last night. Whatever time it was, it was too early to be up on a Sunday morning. She threw on her monogrammed cotton robe over her silk ajamas before searching for Emerson. Instead of finding her husband she found half a pot of freshly brewed coffee along with a note on the table saying he'd gone to the equestrian center for a ride and would be back by the time she returned from church. She knew he was off thinking about what transpired last night. After fixing a bagel and pouring a cup of coffee Hazel sat down in the den and sighed as she recalled the prior evening. It was a bad night to say the least. She hated arguing with Emerson. Last night became particularly testy that ended with Emerson walking out of the room and closing the door to his home office. While tempted to pursue him, she didn't. Shortly before they'd married Hazel read an article about the value of establishing fair fighting rules for a marriage. Shortly after that she and Emerson established just such rules, one was the lowering the volume of one's voice when angry. Emerson had done just that and then some the prior evening. Another which he exercised, the freedom to walk out during an argument to avoid losing one's temper and saying something that once said would be regretted by one or both of them. The disengagement rule allowed them to calm down and suspend the matter for no more than twenty four hours. As she looked out the window she replayed in her mind how it all started. They were cuddling on the sofa watching a college football game that had become uninteresting because of the score and the fact that neither team interested them. Emerson feeling amorous guided her hand over his crotch and then encouraged her to take his erect cock out. Once it was out he tried to guide her head down to his cock, but she refused. Her puritanical nature had flared once again. When he tried to guide her head downward a second time while at the same time asking if she was interested in watching an adult DVD he'd bought Thursday, she'd said it was sinful and disgusting. Any Chance We Could Ch. 42 In light of the progress she'd made in opening up sexually over these last few weeks he reacted strongly to her negative response to both. She couldn't blame him for being upset. He was correct; she was sending very mixed signals. She tried to get him to understand that she was of two minds, each warring within her. Yes she wanted to be less uptight and told him that, but still there was the incessant voice saying good girls don't do nasty things or enjoy sex too much. When she wouldn't explain in more detail what she wanted, he rightly complained that she was not being honest with him. Defensively in the heat of the moment she glared at him and shot back that he was not being honest with her either. She protested that he'd never shared with her his fantasies and what he really desired from her. He complained that he'd rather remain silent than to face her cold rejection. That was the moment he stormed off. The only thing that she was happy about was that she didn't tell him that he was perverted or that sucking him was a perverted or detestable dirty act. Though she didn't use those very words, she admitted that they were all but implied. Veronica and Evie helped her to become more accepting, open and free with her husband. The two women brought out the realization within Hazel what she privately desired to become but was still afraid to do so. What happened last night was not the Hazel she wanted to be. Though she wanted so much to be a more alluring wife for her husband, to be sexually liberated, she was afraid that if she took the step she would go beyond what he desired. For years she quietly questioned various values she'd been holding but she'd never had the courage to express them aloud to anyone. Her mother, brother and sister would be stunned to learn her deepest thoughts and doubts about her family's beliefs. As sat in the solarium watching three squirrels jumping back and forth from one tree limb to another, she decided that she'd be true to her deeper self rather than wear a mask. Evie encouraged her to be truthful with her husband and ask him about his desires and fantasies. She'd find a way to do that, and soon. Yet she recalled Evie's counsel to do so only when she was ready to listen in a non-judgmental manner. Last night showed she was not ready for that step. To help her to be more prepared, she decided she'd start to read erotic stories on the web just to see what possible fantasies Emerson may hold. How far did he want her to go? How far did she want to go? With her curiosity peaked she walked into his office. Sitting at her husband's new laptop Hazel looked at his internet and document history. Initially what she discovered shocked her until she pushed to look at it through new eyes, the eyes of the sexuality emerging being within her and desiring to know what was fueling Emerson's fantasies. Rather than feeling threatened and crying about the sites he visited, and the pictures and stories saved, she set aside her familial baggage and using her new eyes it wasn't long that much of what she looked at and read touched on her own desires. Others started to give her ideas she hadn't thought about before. It didn't take her long to conclude that some of her more base fantasies were not beyond her husband's. When she explored several of the jewelry links a small grin formed, it seems that Emerson and I are not really that different. ## Veronica was turned toward me on the way home when she asked, "Are we really 'swingers'?" "I guess so. In a narrow sense, we've been since we started sharing our bed with females and now with Max it's widening to include other males. And as I'd mentioned you have my permission to bed Dave and Emerson if their wives are agreeable." "I always thought swingers were sex crazed people who did little more than hop from one bed to another, had these wild orgies, and have sex at the drop of a hat with anyone," she replied. "I guess that's a myth." "From what I know it's more of a myth than anything. Remember Carol's said that her friends in the group she plays with prefers the terms lifestyle or lifestyle participants because of the stereotypes and misconceptions the general public have with swingers being sexual deviants, emotionally unstable and unloving," I explained. "That certainly doesn't describe Carol or Evie. They're two of the most loving, accepting women I know. Amy Anne doesn't strike me as fitting that stereotype either," she remarked. "Nor does Dave," I agreed. "From what our love says and from what I've read, lifestyle participants are normal people that we see every day. Some have closed circles while others are more open, some only party with one or two other couples, others have a circle that takes in dozens of couples." "Carol said that it could be just about anyone. Evidently the majority are middle aged professionals we see on a daily basis. I guess she's right. Look at Evie, a professor and a minister, in the lifestyle," Veronica agreed. "We have a small group that we've chosen and have limited on purpose. I guess someday maybe we'll try a broader group, perhaps Carol's. I know the girls wouldn't mind, at least they say they'd like to try." "Oh you'd love that you dirty old man, being able to go from one stranger's pussy to another all night long. And then you'd be even more excited seeing your wives and your daughters get fucked. Don't you get enough pussy at home?" she teased. "I'm more than happy with all the women I have at home. I've been surprised by something. Watching Max stroke in and out of you is hugely erotic." "Are saying you like watching me get screwed silly?" she asked. I unsuccessfully fought to keep from grinning but lost the battle. "Why handsome you are kinky." When I looked into her eyes I saw the glint. "So what about you," I challenged. "Alright you got me. I confess that we're alike. I love watching you fuck another woman and make her moan as you make her come," my love confessed. "Now what's this about not giving Lauren a good fucking?" "The next time we have Lauren in our bed, I promise to give her my entire focus. She deserves our best," I smiled and touched her upper thigh under her skirt. "By the way, I liked how you coached Max to lift my legs last night, he got that young cock deeper in my cunt and it felt very nice. Having heard that from you I know that I'm going to keep enjoying myself with him and every other cock I, I mean we, bring to our bed. I love you handsome," smiled Veronica moving a bit forward toward my hand. "Being a lifestyle participant has its advantages I'll admit happily." "Since he'll be around the house a bit during the construction I'll remind him that outward signs of affection are off limits if someone other than family is or could be around inside the house. Since our bedroom is going to be the only private area left until we move, if you want to play with him do it there," I grinned. After a few minutes of silence I asked, "Do you think Carol's going to miss her lifestyle group? She's said she's giving them up to marry us. I'm wondering if we should have that expectation of her. What do you think?" "There are number of people in the group who are special to her and she'll remain friends with them I assume. Allowing her to be free to attend lifestyle events? I want to say yes but I've not given it much thought. Let's think about it some more," she concluded. ## As we drove down our street Veronica pointed out the auction sign. After reading the sign I pulled down the farmhouse's laneway. Stepping through the high grass and weeds we walked around the old house. Having Dave give us a good assessment was my first thought until Veronica pointed out we wanted the land not necessarily the house. The last thing I wanted was a housing development going up on our doorstep like what's happening to Dave. It was just as well that we wanted the land rather than the house. The old place looked to be in terrible shape. It's various out buildings it should be bulldozed as well. A growling stomach reminded me that it was almost one o'clock and we should get home. As soon as Veronica and I walked through the door we were embraced by one and all. Lauren looked incredible in one of her new suits. The dark blue jacket with a white ruffled-front blouse under it fit her perfectly. Her skirt hem was just above the knee, her hose were tan and her stiletto heels were a bright blue patent leather. After a bit of chatter, Lauren told us she had to leave about two-thirty and asked if we could discuss a bit of business now. Veronica, Lauren and I went into the den, Veronica and Lauren sat on the couch and I in the wing back. Mary Claire brought in sandwiches, coffee and tea, and made sure we noticed how low cut her top was. Lauren put a red wallet on the coffee table and scooted forward, dragging her skirt to the top of her stockings. "Oh, my," she said with a grin after looking at her lap and then my eyes but made no effort to pull her skirt down. We spent much of the next forty minutes rehashing her computer and software recommendations. We again agreed on a tax software package that included extensive research capabilities, better yet last year's version was free so Lauren was going to order it tomorrow to begin evaluating it. The same vendor had an accounting program that promised to tie into the tax software, so we're going to purchase that as well. Lauren also recommended the addition of three high capacity servers, one for business only and two personal with high capacity for photos, audio and video. She also suggested that the business server be linked to an off-site commercial backup server which would back-up automatically overnight. I agreed and advised her to ask Emerson for the name of the firm we'd used at our company. She also spec'd out a very secure wireless network that couldn't be snooped. All in all we just confirmed the recommendations she had shown me yesterday plus the computer servers. Then she clearly explained the tax ramifications of the sale in terms that both Veronica and I understood and offered to give the same presentation to Emerson, Hazel and Cathleen. She offered to explain the tax consequences to Kim and Katrina as well. I told her that'd be terrific, and suggested perhaps a mini seminar should be on the calendar after the honeymoon. She replied that'd be a good idea and assured us that the estimated tax payment wouldn't be due until January fifteenth. While we were on our honeymoon, she'd continue to explore various options, to run the numbers and hone her recommendations. I mentioned the auction of the land next to us and asked her to find a sketch of the plot. She replied she'd also learn about the conditions of being a bidder. Just before she left she made a list of officiating dates through January, 2008. After discussing it with us she said she'd get Cheryl to post them to the master calendar she was developing. She'd be working two or three evenings some weeks leaving about four o'clock, and usually home by nine. Since she'd be living here in a little more than three weeks she said she'd be able to put in full days by starting early until she moved. I reminded her that she was an exempt employee, and didn't need to punch a clock. She was being paid to complete specific tasks in a highly competent manner. If she accomplished the tasks of a given week in thirty hours, then she worked fewer hours knowing that there will other weeks where she could be working fifty to sixty hours. Veronica added that the same applied to Cheryl. Since she had about a half hour before she needed to leave she invited us upstairs to show off her new purchases. Some of the skirts were demure and one was particularly short, "definitely a pantyhose skirt outside or stockings if worn here," she explained. I think Veronica's, and mine too, favorite for private office attire was a very sheer cream colored blouse that she modeled without a bra. When she had a jacket on it appeared quite sophisticated. She also showed us five pair of earrings, two large hoops and three long dangly pair that she and Carol had picked out together. She undressed and put her clothes on hangers and asked if she could put them in the closet in the spare bedroom for now. We both enjoyed watching her move about wearing only a garter belt and g-string with her heels. She went back downstairs and brought up her bag of uniforms and carried on a normal conversation with us while taking off her hose and heels and putting on an athletic bra and full back cotton panties. At one point Veronica grasped my erection through my pants and looked at me and smiled. She knew I was wanting to feast on her luscious breasts and fuck her again. When Lauren finished getting dressed she approached us, leaned over and gently kissed Veronica and then with her arm around my neck, her tongue in my mouth and her hand wrapped around my cock, she kissed me more deeply than she had Veronica. Then she leaned over Veronica again and whispered something in Veronica's ear that brought a giggle from her. "I'm going back to my apartment tonight, so I'll see you in the morning," she said as she picked up her bag. We wished her a good clinic and training session before I walked her to the front door. As I opened the door I asked her, "Did the faxes on the cars come?" "Oh yes, late Friday afternoon. I called the bank and arranged for bank checks to be picked up Monday and called Kim to give her their amounts. The prices matched your conditions so I didn't see any reason to bother you any further," she smiled then turned to go. She suddenly stopped and added, "Oh, I was thinking that if you had an Amex platinum card with no limit you could have put the whole purchase on the card and earned a big bundle of reward points." She had a point. I should have thought of that once I turned in my corporate Amex. I'm pleased that this is really gonna work. She's bright, beautiful and has a 'take charge' personality to boot, I thought as I watched her ass sway toward her Corvette. She hasn't said anything but I still feel I didn't do her justice Friday night. We'll have to make it up to her, soon. Veronica was coming down the stairs as I closed the door. "What did she whisper to you?" "Handsome, it's for me to know and you to find out when the time is right," she smiled before adding a tease, "but you'll love it." Mary Claire was bustling about in the kitchen and Cindy was setting the table. At three-thirty Cindy went into Mary Claire's bedroom and changed into scrubs and then on her way out kissed us all good bye. "Cindy, can you take a break sometime Wednesday afternoon and come by here. I think you'll be pleasantly surprised," I smiled. "Sure, I'll come by for lunch. I'm not starting until three," she replied with a perplexed look and kissed me again before going out the door. "What's Wednesday?" asked Ashley who was standing next to me nuzzling my neck. "Car delivery in the morning," I replied squeezing her ass having lifted her skirt. "You're having lunch with Dave tomorrow, right? Do you need me to go to the bank with you for the checks? I'd like to visit with Evie sometime tomorrow," Veronica smiled putting her arm around my waist and nuzzling the other side of my neck. "That's fine. Lauren'll be with me to get the checks, then I'll be home sometime mid-afternoon." Anticipating the scheduled company, Ashley had changed into a scooped neck button blouse a mid-thigh skirt with garter hose and high heeled sandals. Katrina was similarly dressed in a knit top. Carol came into the den wearing a low square necked top with a knee length skirt that had buttons all the way up the front. She was wearing hose and high heeled pumps. Veronica hadn't changed yet. Before going upstairs she went into the kitchen to check appetizer and dinner plans with Mary Claire. After walking up to Mary Claire she pressed herself against Mary Claire's back, whispered "Love you," into her ear and firmly grasped Mary Claire's tits. With Mary Claire wearing one of her more demure, albeit short, maid outfits Veronica's hands slipped under the apron top to fondle her breasts. "Thanks, Mom, I love you too," replied Mary Claire who turned her face towards Veronica's while putting her arms behind her and grasping the side's of Veronica's perfect ass. Veronica loosened her grip and Mary Claire turned and put her arms around Veronica. They thoroughly kissed with a lot of tongue play. "I just wanted to know how dinner was coming, and suddenly realized that I haven't told you that for awhile," smiled Veronica. "Nor I you, but I never doubted that you did," grinned Mary Claire, lightly kissing the tip of Veronica's nose. "In the next few nights you and I should spend the night together," Veronica suggested. Seeing a little puzzlement on Mary Claire's face she clarified, "There'll still be one or more women with Scott. He knows I'd like to spend a night from time to time with another woman who is dear to me. And you my sexy girl, are one of those women. I'd like to spend the night, making love, cuddling, falling asleep in each other's arms and waking up with in the morning. Are you interested?" "Are you kidding? You two are something else. My body, mind and soul is part of this family and for their pleasure." "I look forward to our night alone," Veronica grinned. "You're special to me...and to Scott too." Their lips met again to express the nature and depth of their growing relationship. "By the way, is this dress okay? Or should I wear something longer that at least covers the tops of my stockings?" Mary Clare asked when the kiss concluded. "Certainly not on my account, I'm sure none of our guests'll mind either. Why don't you decant a bottle of Chardonnay and one of Shiraz and give them a chance to breathe. Amy Anne and her kids should be here shortly after four. Hmmm, I guess I ought to change. Love you, sweetheart," smiled Veronica kissing her again briefly before heading upstairs to change. ## Meanwhile I'd moved to the corner of the couch when Lauren left. Ashley sat beside me, picked up my hand and slid it inside her blouse. At the other end of the couch Carol and Katrina snuggled together, more correctly Carol nestled against Katrina as Katrina's hand played around inside her blouse and Katrina lightly kissed and licked the nape my love's neck and ears. Lots of contented sighing was emanating from the other end of the couch. Ashley covered my hand and guided it inside her bra. While watching Katrina I tried to mimic what Katrina was doing to Carol. Veronica changed into an above the knee length flared skirt, tight knit top over a shelf bra, black garter belt and light grey seamed stockings and black patent pumps. At seven after four when she reappeared in the den she remarked, "Hmm, looks like I 'missed the inside my top' memo," then laughed. As she watched the four of us from an arm chair her left hand lightly played with her breast outside her own top. At four fifteen the doorbell rang. Veronica being the closest opened it and invited in Amy Anne, Tram and Sue. As she did so, I too walked into the foyer. Amy Anne wearing a black demi-bra and black semi transparent blouse, a mid-thigh straight skirt, hose and heels looked delicious. Sue, a stunning dark blond with lighter highlights was dressed in a full length burgundy gown under a maroon satin coat which Veronica offered to hang in the closet. Tram was an incredibly handsome young man, blonde curly hair, about six five, square jawed in a black tuxedo. I was standing next to Veronica when she extended her hand to Tram and Sue as she introduced me and herself as my wife. I'd already noticed she had a hard time taking her eyes off Tram as they came fully into the foyer. She was clearly taken with him. After hanging Sue's coat she and I walked them into the den where we introduced Katrina and Ashley as our daughters. Any Chance We Could Ch. 42 Sue was just a bit shorter than Veronica and was wearing a strapless gown that showed a good bit of her creamy and generous cleavage above the top. She was definitely the bustiest woman in the house. As Carol and Mary Claire walked in carrying the wine decanters and a tray of glasses I noticed that Mary Claire's eyes brightened as she noticed Sue's bust line. "Hi Tram. Hi Sue," immediately said Carol. "Nice to see you both again." "I guess I don't need to introduce Carol, but this is Mary Claire Peters. Carol and Mary Claire both live here with us, but your Mother probably told you that already," I smiled. Just then the doorbell rang again. Katrina opened the door to a cheery Cathleen. As she was taking off her coat and handing it to Katrina, she pushed her thick brown hair over her left shoulder, smiled and said hello to Tram, Sue and Amy Anne. "It's nice to see all three of you. It's been awhile hasn't it?" As we sat and talked about Amy Anne's and my past together, Tram looked at his watch and said, "Okay, let's talk about the elephant in the room. You said Carol and Mary Claire live here, but how do you know Cathleen?" "I'm Scott's ex and Katrina is my, our, daughter," replied Cathleen. I'd have answered if my eyes weren't once again momentarily looking at Sue's large breasts. "We divorced some years ago. Since then Scott has found Veronica and they're getting married in about two weeks. At Veronica's insistence and for Katrina's benefit, Scott and I have reconnected. They've made me welcome in their home." "It's more than just for Katrina's benefit," Veronica offered. "It's for all of us. You're family." "That's so nice," Sue said as she smiled at me as well as Mary Claire who had been doing the same as me. My mind refocused as she continued, "Most divorced parents I know can't tolerate being around their former spouses." As the conversation continued all the women of my home seemed to be trying to show as much leg as possible. It wasn't long before Amy Anne included herself. I also noticed more than a few of Carol's skirt buttons were undone. Veronica still couldn't take her eyes off Tram and took every opportunity to flash a stocking top or to give him a glimpse of her breasts when she bent over to pick up her wine glass or refill someone else's glass under his appreciative eyes. During further conversation Tram noted the room full of stockinged legs and cleavage freely being exhibited and remarked, "Gonna be some sex games tonight I think. Too bad Sue and I can't stay." "Ah, yea, too bad," Sue smiled teasingly as she looked at me and then the bulge in my pants. Looking into Veronica's eyes Tram continued, "I know Mom, Sue, Cathleen and Carol are great fucks, but I'd certainly like to try to seduce you Veronica." He paused and looked at me, "Of course assuming that you approve Scott." "I do. But I don't have to, Veronica makes her own decisions. I'd enjoy watching you, the two of you," I smiled. Looking at Veronica Sue piped up, "Perhaps Scott would like to do me when Tram does you." "Perhaps I'd like to do both you and your Mom. It's been a long time from high school until now," I remarked. "Ooh, in the same bed perhaps. The former sweetheart doing both mother and daughter while the wife is getting screwed by the son, I like that," smiled Sue under her eyebrows and taking a sip of her wine, and then as she bent over to put the glass down to reveal more of her cleavage she added, "I would love to tape that for posterity if I could." "Mmm, as they say most of the fun is in the journey, not just in the destination. So yes I'd like for you to 'try'," Veronica replied looking at Tram. Glancing at Sue she noted, "Taping is no problem. We've been known to record ourselves." "If that's a challenge, and if Scott is agreeable, I'd take you out on a date Veronica. Maybe he can take out Sue and Mom," he replied. "How does this Saturday evening look for the three of you?" smiled Veronica as she looked at Tram to see if he would flinch from his challenge. "You're on. How about I pick you up at six for dinner and take it from there," he said. That prompted Amy Anne and Sue to take out their smart phones. They informed me that anytime after three would be okay. I had a date with two ladies and told them I'd call them later in the week about what time I'd pick them up. I also told them that I was open to suggestions. Plans were confirmed that we'd all return here later that night at a time we'd set sometime that day. "What about us?" asked Katrina. "Sure both you and Ashley as well as Mary Claire are welcome to do something. Cindy too," I smiled. "Once we return here. Why don't the four of you go out as well and then return here for the after-date party?" "Ought invite Max to spread the fun," grinned Mary Claire. "If Scott can be out with two women, why not Max?" I looked at Carol and asked, "Who would you like to go with?" "I know what I'd like to do, but let me think about it for a day or two and then tell the individual or individuals involved what I want," she smiled. Then she looked at Katrina. I suspected that Katrina was the object of her plans. After about a forty- five minute visit Tram stood and offered his hand to Sue. "We really hate to run, but we've had this event scheduled for about six months and couldn't find a way out of it. Next Saturday then?" he warmly smiled at my wife. "I'm looking forward to it," she grinned. "Mom, I'm going to spend the night with Tram and go to classes from there, so don't worry when I don't come home tonight," giggled Sue. "What about clothes?" asked Amy Anne. "I have a three complete outfits and a pair of flats in his closet as well as a drawer in his dresser with tops and underwear," smiled Sue. "Enjoy your evening and see you whenever tomorrow," said Amy Anne lightly kissing them both. ## Emerson arrived home about three thirty having stopped at the club for a late lunch and playing a few hands of poker in the grill before getting up his courage to return home. As he walked in through the kitchen from the garage he had a lot of trepidation about being confronted by Hazel for his behavior yesterday. Hearing the garage door open and close, Hazel, wearing a sheer blouse, no bra, no panties, garter hose and four inch slides put down her magazine, dropped her robe and walked out of the den to greet him. Before they got close enough to kiss, she stopped put her hands on her hips, pirouetted and asked, "I hope you missed this body. It's all yours to pleasure yourself with however you want." Emerson closed the distance, embraced his wife and they French kissed for at least five minutes. As they broke the kiss Hazel leaned back a bit and said, "Your rod against my tummy says you missed me." Taking him by the hand she led him into the den and gently pushed him down to the couch. "I'm sorry for last night. While it was ugly and I precipitated it it forced me to look at my behavior and remind myself just how much I love you, my dearest husband. You've been more than patient with me. You're right I've been sending mixed messages which have got to be driving you crazy. I'll try to be more receptive to whatever you want to do. If I'm not ready right away, please don't give up, keep touching, kissing, licking, and I'll come around. There are a few demons left, and with your patience, love and encouragement I'll banish all them yet. I love you, Emerson, I really do. I've not always said or showed you but I love you my dear husband more today than when I married you." "And I love you Hazel. Sit, please." As she sat he put one arm around her and caressed her breast through her sheer top. He gradually moved his hand to her pussy and began to gently stroke her clit. As she opened her legs, she reached down and unfastened his belt and pulled his cock out over the top of his briefs. As she was lightly jacking him she broke the kiss and leaned over dropping her head toward his cock. She licked her lips as she tentatively wrapped her lips around his glans. She began swirling her tongue around his shaft as he groaned. Hazel's head was soon moving up and down trying to do what she saw in three video clips she watched on one web site. She knew she was a novice but she was determined to become an expert through repeated practice and studying as many oral videos as she could on the net. Glancing up into her husband's face brought her all the encouragement she needed. His face was filled with bliss, joy and contentment. He was clearly enjoying what she was doing. Just you wait and see my husband, I'm only going to get better, much better, at this, she smiled inwardly as her husband's eyes closed and his smile broadened. This is more enjoyable than I ever thought. After a few more minutes of oral ministration, Emerson opened his eyes, "I'm going to come." She raised her head off his cock, looked him in the eye and said, "Come in my mouth, I don't know if I can swallow but I'll do my best." Immediately she engulfed him again and vigorously bobbed her head and sucked harder. And seconds later he began to pump into Hazel's mouth. After the third or fourth spurt Hazel tried to swallow and surprisingly was successful. No gagging, no choking, but was ready for him to finish. As he filled her with three more spurts she raised her mouth off him and looking him in the eyes, swallowed. Hazel then bent down and took him into her mouth again and thoroughly yet gently and lovingly licked and sucked the remnants from his shaft. She sat up and they deeply kissed as she shared the flavor in her mouth with him. "Thank you. I hope this wasn't a one time thing," softly said Emerson. "No, I don't believe it was. You felt good in my mouth and your semen tasted a bit salty, but I did it and I'll do it again, whenever either of us wants to. No more rejections, ever," grinned Hazel. Emerson stood, extended his hand to Hazel and said, "Let's go to our bed, once I recover I wanna screw your brains out." "Why not right here on the couch, it's comfortable. I want to fuck you in every room in this house," grinned Hazel straddling him as he sat back down. "Suck a tit 'til you recover." Damp with sweat, breathless but thoroughly sated, an hour later they held each other. As his semen oozed from her Hazel turned to kiss her husband and then said, "Within a week of moving into our new home I hope we can christen each room just like this." With that she rested against his chest and closed her eyes. Though part of Emerson was tempted to ask what had brought all this about he wisely held his tongue. He hugged the bride of his youth more firmly, closed his eyes and took joy in the wonder and the satisfaction of the moment. ## After handshakes and hugs all around Sue and Tram left, Amy Anne ran back out to her car. She came back in carrying a file folder, "Your contract is in here. Just fill in a closing date, sign and date it, and if you have a fax machine we can get these off now." Extending her hand Veronica said, "We do. Let me review it." As Veronica walked back into the den I said to Amy Anne, "You have beautiful, sexy children. I look forward to getting to know them better, and so does Veronica." "I noticed that you're captivated by Sue's large boobs," grinned Amy Anne. I felt a little flushed at being so obvious. Amy Anne put her arms around my neck and kissed me as she hugged me, "Don't be embarrassed. They're not only eye catching, they're natural too." "They are definitely eye magnets," I nodded in agreement. "She has a good dose of the Trammel blessing and the Trammel curse," she noted. "Blessing? And a curse?" "The Trammel women, that's her father's mother's side of the family and they all have large tits. Large tits like hers are blessing when a woman's young. They do attract a lot of male attention, and some female attention too. Lovers find them fun to play with now, but they turn into a curse as a woman starts having children and getting older which is why she's planning to have them reduced either just before or just after her first child." I was confused. "Men." Amy Anne complained. "Scott, if you want I'll explain a few things that men never think about when they see a well endowed woman." In these last months I had become a willing and eager student when it came understanding women. I nodded for her to continue, "Men forget that the larger the size the greater the weight. While Sue is young, her breasts are firmer now than they will ever be. Yet, the effects of gravity change her center of gravity and put a strain on her shoulder and back muscles." I wasn't getting her point and she knew it so she asked me, "How many well endowed gifted female athletes have you ever seen excelling at the college or Olympic levels in sports that demand either speed and/or fine dexterity? Soccer? Skiing? Track and field? Competitive swimming? Gymnastics? Basketball or softball?" "None that I can immediately recall," I confessed. Amy Anne sighed as I was still missing the point. "That's because they're few and far between. Sue has an eye for and an interest in various sports but a girl like Sue has difficulty playing. Her center of gravity is off. When she moves, her breasts flop all around unless they're well contained and to contain them that well affects the athlete's ability to breathe. It's a catch-22. Her breasts demand a great deal of every day support and the demand will only increase in the coming years. The curse will become more problematic once she's pregnant for the first time. Her breasts will swell further and gravity will pull even more on them and her occasional back pain will become more frequent. By the time she's in her late thirties she'll be wishing she had B cups." "I'd never given it any thought," I confessed. "His eyes are now open," laughed and teased Carol as she walked in to gather up some abandoned glasses. "Thanks for the public service announcement Amy Anne." Fifteen minutes later Mary Claire announced that we'd eat at six and asked Carol to come in the kitchen and help her with something for a few minutes. Veronica returned with the contract and asked Amy Anne, "Why am I getting a three percent commission?" "Because you're the buyer's agent and you'll get three percent on the Jacobson's contract as well. Both sellers think they're getting a good deal by finally selling these properties. I don't mind sharing the wealth with you. Will you mind sharing your husband with me?" grinned Amy Anne. "I'd do that even without the commission. I made Tuesday the closing date. Sign it handsome where I have it flagged. I think you've gotten a good deal, both on the house and your realtor," Veronica said handing me the documents. I asked Amy Anne if she knew anything about the property that is going up for auction. She told us, "Our agency was close to having the property under contract fifteen months ago but one of the lady's daughters got her to change her mind and allow the daughter to negotiate with the developer who has the property on the other side of the road." "What property?" I asked with concern. "Do you know the vacant land across from the intersection at the bottom of the hill?" I nodded that I did. "About four and half years ago a developer bought that land." "What about the vacant land this side and to the right of the intersection?" I asked. "If memory serves me twelve acres on the corner are owned by the county or the city. I think they were wanting to build a small park there," she answered. "Handsome, we need to bid whatever's necessary to win the auction," Veronica said with alarm. "I agree," I replied. "Don't worry about the development going up anytime in the near future. The negotiations on the lots behind you to the road fell apart. The developer was over extended and the daughter didn't find a new buyer before her mother passed away. We were still interested putting the land under contract and listing it but woman's executor, her oldest son who's a lawyer in Knoxville, is putting on the auction. He fears the land could remain unsold for years and he wants the estate closed by next summer," Amy Anne continued. "There has been some softening of real estate prices in Knoxville and here too. I suspect that he fears it's going to get worse and wants to sell the farm quickly to the highest bidder." "So you say the developer isn't in a position to do anything right now," Veronica inquired. Amy Anne nodded, "In the last year he built a large development in St. Charles County. He got overextended on that project with half of the 89 homes still not sold. Most of those sold were at a steep discount. There are another 55 lot with foundations poured. Rumor is that he's desperately trying to stay solvent." Veronica and I looked at each other. We were both thinking along the same lines. "Amy Anne could you make some quiet inquiries to see if per chance he's looking for cash and is willing to sell what he owns down the road?" "I know the two men who handle most of his real estate and I'll make quiet inquiries. If the rumors are correct that he's trying to keep from filing bankruptcy he may be willing to sell the land at a substantial discount." "That's enough business for now. How nice that the two of you reconnected. Let's make it a physical reconnection after dinner, shall we?" demurely asked Veronica. After signing the contract I took it in and faxed it to the cover sheet number that Amy Anne had thoughtfully provided. A message was returned confirming that it had been successfully faxed and received. Veronica sat on the couch next to Cathleen. As we talked with Amy Anne and our daughters I noticed my wife's hand had crept up against the hem of Cathleen's skirt. Cathleen lifted her butt to allow her skirt to be pushed higher to allow Veronica's hand to rest against Cathleen's crotch. In turn Cathleen turned toward Veronica and put her hand under Veronica's skirt while deeply and passionately kissing her. Amy Anne, licked her lips and muttered, "I like some of that." "Ask and you shall receive, I'm sure you find the dessert to your liking." I stood, moved to her and kissed her with my hand gently fondling her breasts. It was nice to be reacquainting myself with the first breasts I had ever played with in my teens. Her moans encouraged me to keep exploring until Mary Claire called us to dinner. She'd made place cards for each of us. I was at the head, our guest Amy Anne was to my left, Veronica next to her, Mary Claire, then Carol at the other end of the table, then Katrina, Cathleen and Ashley. Each card had a small sketch of the person's face. What a unique idea, I thought. Mary Claire's dinner was superb and whenever she'd need to get up and return with something she'd make sure that Amy Anne's eyes would become acquainted with more of her ample cleavage. As we were drinking coffee with our dessert in the living room Veronica asked Amy Anne, "I understand from Carol that your lifestyle group is mainly made up people our age. What do your kids think about it?" "They love it so much that they'd party with members of the group every week if they could," laughed Amy Anne. Carol added, "Sue's very popular with the men. They love her big boobies...so do many of the women. The women all love Tram. He not only has the energy and enthusiasm of a young man but he's become a skilled lover. Veronica if Tram does succeed in seducing you Saturday you'll find his up-curved cock to be a delight. Especially missionary or cowgirl, the curve makes his cock head tickle my g-spot. And for you Scott, Sue has extremely sensitive nipples on her hooters. I think they're hard wired to her clit, suck 'em and she'll come." "Amen to that." smiled Cathleen. "His curved cock in my ass is a totally different sensation, especially cowgirl." Any Chance We Could Ch. 42 "Three or four of the men and most of the women helped him along," Amy Anne replied. "They've also enjoyed the games that we play from time to time." "What kind of games do you play," Ashley queried of Amy Anne. Amy Ann explained several games including a favorite of hers. "Several women are blindfolded and by orally pleasuring the cocks of several men for a minute each the woman tries to identify which cock belonged to which man. Another that I like has several women kneeling on a bed or along a sofa and various blindfolded men have to identify each woman after only fucking each of them for forty-five seconds. Because the men aren't allowed to touch the women with their hands, only with their cocks, other women not on the line help keep time and line up each man's cock with the pussy in front of him. Mary Claire, always the shy one, piped up, "The cock sucking game wouldn't be a challenge with just one man but the forty-five second fuck sounds like fun. Do you also play a tit sucking game where the sucker tries to identify the suckee?" "Katrina and I could be the 'cock aimers' and time keepers in the fuck game, but we could participate in the boob sucking game. What'd you think Dad, up for some fun. Oh, yes you are," laughed Ashley with her hand around my cock. "Do you need help in the kitchen, Mary Claire?" I asked. "Sure, are you volunteering?" she asked. "Yep. Ladies I have a request. Leave skirts, hose and heels on, no panties, no tops. Okay?" "Absolutely," grinned Veronica, "and before the pussy game Ashley and Katrina can lick us to make sure we're soaked before you fuck us. Come on ladies, we have our directive and let the games commence. Let's carry this stuff into the kitchen and head up." As the women were carrying plates and silverware to the kitchen counter Mary Claire took off her maid costume, her g-string and half cup bra. Ever watch a topless woman in stockings, a garter belt and four inch heels load a dishwasher? If it were on YouTube it'd quadruple dishwasher sales. After the women left and we were filling the sink with soapy water, Mary Claire walked to me, kissed me with an open mouth and began to unbuckle my pants. After they fell to the floor I stepped out of them, toed my shoes off, she pulled my boxers down and pulled my socks off. "Oh, much better," she smiled. We completed washing and drying in that state of undress. As we finished she said, "Fuck me, you'll last longer later tonight," and she hopped up on a stool and pulled me to her. "Besides, I want to give your little women a little surprise treat from my pussy," she said with a glint her in eyes. Mary Claire had sure changed from the shy young lady I first met by the pool. Needing not further encouragement I entered her without any trouble. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I began to thrust in and out. Within a few minutes I came in her and we made soft sounds to each others lips as we came down. "Ok, now you're ready for some serious fun," grinned Mary Claire. As I was thinking of pulling out of Mary Claire, a similarly attired Katrina came into the kitchen and with merely a glance and a smirk opened one of the kitchen drawers, pulled out a pair of swim goggles patted me on the ass and went back upstairs. As Mary Claire and I walked into the bedroom and I glanced at the green light, Carol said, "Okay, tits first. You can guess after one minute of sucking, one of us will guide you to the nipple." "What happens if I can't identify you correctly?" I asked smiling. "And is that one minute total for both or one minute for each?" "We're not in a hurry, so one minute for each," smiled Veronica. "You move on if your first guess isn't right," grinned Amy Anne. "Do I get a second chance after I've sucked all six of you?" "Maybe, maybe not, it depends," frowned Veronica. "Depends on what?" I asked. "Depends on how much we enjoyed you the first time," laughed Cathleen. "Got the goggles ready Ashley?" "Yep. I put a piece of cardboard in each eye cup. We've used these for 'Marco Polo', so they should work as well for this." "Since we're all within an inch of each other in height, why don't we just lean our butts against the bed rather than sit on the bed," suggested Katrina. "Dad, keep your hands behind your back. My guess is that you probably know most of us by shape and that by using your mouth alone you'll get at least three, maybe four, wrong." I put on the goggles, couldn't see a damn thing. And I thought this was going to be easy. But it may not be as easy as I first thought downstairs. My daughter's statement rang in my ears and I silently cursed that I'd not paid more attention to my mouth's tactile sensations. Some silent female took me by the arm and positioned me, I assumed in front of someone. When she lightly touched my back I leaned forward and someone's hand brushed a nipple across my lips. I opened my mouth and began to gently suck and twirl my tongue around what was an already erect nipple. I released it from my sucking lips and asked, "Other one please." "Hmm," I said after treating the other one the same as the first one. Pea sized nipple, areola indistinguishable from the breast, firm and average size I noted as I sucked on the first breast. "Other one again." After another full minute to confirm what I noted with the first I said," It's Katrina." "Yeah, Dad, nice job." I was right the first time. This is easy. I heard Cathleen's voice "God, that's erotic watching him suck his daughter's boobs and to see her enjoying it so much." "Okay, Dad I'll guide you for the rest of the tits," said Katrina. "Here, bend slightly and when she brushes your lips time starts." This one was notable for small, yet firm nipples and from the resistance to my tongue pressure, quite firm. The slightly irregular areola was distinguishable but not raised. I must have been paying more attention than I thought. Without asking for the other one I confidently ventured, "Ashley?" "Yep," said Katrina, "let's move along." This time she turned me in a circle then said again, "Bend." This time the nipple was a bit larger than the first two, kinda sat in the top of the breast which was amazingly firm for one of the older women. I tried both before saying "My wife." "Not bad three for three, Dad," said Ashley. Katrina turned me around again and I was presented with a nice, thimble sized nipple, the breast wasn't quite as firm and the areola seemed to be more dimpled, one of the nipples had a small depression in the end. "Always a pleasure Mary Claire," I said. "This guy's good," remarked Carol. Katrina kinda moved me from side to side after having me turn completely around. The nipple pressed to my lips seemed to be attached to a smaller breast than the ones previously. I was able to take a substantial part of the breast and thoroughly laved the nipple and areola before releasing the suction and saying, "My first wife." "Man's got a memory for tits, that's for sure," I heard Amy Anne say. "He's a tit man. I don't know which of us loves to suck and play with tits more, he or me," my ears heard Veronica laugh. The next one reminded me of my wife but the breast felt a bit larger and I sucked the nice sized nipple and lifted it a bit with my mouth. After taking the full two minutes I said, "I still remember how you felt Amy Anne." It was more a process of elimination than familiarity, but said what I said more out of flattery than not. If her breasts had been first or second I'm not confident I'd have made the correct choice. "Ohh, and I still remember how you liked to suck them then," said Amy Anne pulling me into her and kissing me. "Well, I don't have a set as nice as our wife's and I'm the only one left, but I still want my minute per tit." "You got it, dearest," and two hands guided me in front of her and a nipple was brushed against my lips. My lips happily opened. Carol put her hands around my head and held me tightly to her as I savored her nipples and breasts. "Time," Katrina said. "Take off your goggles for a few minutes and then we'll play the next game. After each of us finished another glass of wine, Veronica invited Amy Anne to spend the night. Carol then announced the rules for my second 'test'. Katrina and Ashley would lick each woman until they were very moist, then would position me behind them as they bent over holding onto the footboard of the bed. I could stroke for forty five seconds, then I'd be moved behind the second one and so forth until I had fucked each woman. The first round was intended to help me to note differences. The second round would have the ladies in a different order and after another forty-five seconds with each I was to make my guess. "You aren't expected to come, save that for later," cooed Veronica. I put my goggles back on and Ashley waved at my face to see if I flinched. I didn't, I honestly couldn't see anything. The women were silent as Ashley and Katrina on either side of me led me to a pussy. Then one of them dragged my cock through the slit and lined me up. The other pushed against my ass to get me inside the first pussy. It was kind of awkward to thrust in and out, but because the girls were steadying me I accomplished it. This one seemed to be full of my load in the kitchen. I was led through, really into, all five of them. Then Ashley announced nearby, "Did you get your bearings? Now for round two and guessing whom you're in or ..." "Or what. That seemed ominous," I said. "Not at all, just do your usual studley thing," laughed my wife, from behind me. I heard some movement as the ladies rearranged themselves. I was lined up, moistened and entered Carol and more strongly stroked her and when Katrina said, "Time," and pulled me back, I heard her mutter, "Nooo." "That was Carol," I said. The second pussy was the one full of cum but I enjoyed Mary Claire for the full forty-five seconds. "Mary Claire." "I want to take a number and have you guess again," she said laughing. My wife was very familiar to me, I guess I'd been in her almost every which way possible. Then I wondered if I was correct. Maybe it was Amy Anne I thought. Whoever it was she felt heavenly especially when her muscles began gripping me. Veronica had been working hard on her Kregles and her grip was the definitive sign. "My wife," I announced as I was eased out of her by the girls. The next one was also familiar, not as much as Veronica or Carol. Then I had my doubts, but seconds later I was certain I was fucking Cathleen. I asked, "Can I wait until I've had the last one?" I asked. "Sure, do me again just to make sure," laughed Mary Claire. The last pussy I entered had to have been Amy Anne I concluded. I can't quite say why it had to have been her but it just felt that way. As time was called I didn't pull out but announced, "This is Amy Anne and the one before was Cathleen." With that I put my hands on Amy Anne's hips and forcefully trust in and out for at least another minute before I pulled out and removed my goggles. She sighed as I pulled out and asked, "Can we get in your bed? Soon?" "Of course, both you and Carol can. I'm going to spend the night with Mary Claire and I think Cathleen'd like to spend the rest of the evening with Katrina and Ashley," smiled Veronica. Cathleen smiled at the two girls. My wife went to the closet, quickly slipped on a sheer negligee, brushed her teeth, then returned to grind her pussy against my still hard cock as she kissed me with an open mouth. "I love you handsome. Fuck them well, do me proud and I'll see you in the morning." As the rest of the 'crowd' disbursed, Carol led me to the bed remarking, "Wonderful muscle memory, kind sir." Amy Anne was lying on her right side still wearing her skirt, garter belt, hose and heels. Her left leg was bent with her shoe flat on the bed. "See anything you'd like to use to further refresh your memory." Two fingers moved along and spread her pussy lips. "Pussy perhaps?" she grinned. "On your back, you wonderful woman. Let me fuck you the way I did the very first time. I seem to recall we were on a pool deck, so let's pretend this is one." Amy Anne hiked her skirt to around her waist and rolled flat on her back with her legs spread. I knee walked between her legs, stopping to savor her wet labia and perhaps just a light lap of her clit which caused her to shudder a bit. I moved up her body leaning on my extended arms, gently sucking each nipple, then softly kissing her neck. I opened my mouth to engulf hers. As our kiss deepened I felt her hand reaching between us, grasping my cock and inserting it into her pussy. I slowly moved my hips penetrating her a half inch at a time. Amy Anne began groaning when I was about halfway in and said into my mouth, "No more tease, fuck me, fuck me now." I kept the same pace as she mewed, "Fuck me you bastard, fuck me." When I was fully in her I paused for a moment then pulled about halfway out and quickly drove deeply into her, hit bottom and held myself there enjoying the feeling. She grinned. I grinned back. I began to more rapidly withdraw until my cockhead was all that was in her pussy and quickly plunged deeply into her. "Oh, God, that's nice. That's a good fuck, keep going, keep...," her last word was interrupted by a loud 'ugghnn' and she began to orgasm, bucking her hips. I rode it out with her by continuing to stroke in and out as best I could against her heaving hips. Finally she tightly squeezed her legs around my waist and her arms around my shoulders as tears ran from her eyes said, "I should have loved you, I really should have. I didn't know or understand then what it meant to love." As her arms and legs relaxed, she looked at me saying, "My body has missed you. You could become habit forming." As she held me to her, I knew she was trying to make me feel good by stroking my ego with a generous dose of lover's pillow talk. She studied my face for several seconds before adding, "I need to make sure your wife lets you do this with me from time to time. Did you come?" "I'm sure if you ask nicely she'll let us do this more often and no I haven't yet. I intend to. Can we try something?" I asked. "Whatever you wish as long as it involves fucking," she smiled. "Carol, lean against the headboard. Amy Anne, get between her legs with your back against her. Kinda sitting up, yeah, like that," I smiled. I moved up between her legs sitting back on my heels and slid up my thighs under her ass and entered her. Because of the angle, I settled a bit deeper into her, which was acknowledged with a smile, then a groan of pleasure. I leaned forward and nipped her nipples as I started to gently take quick but deep strokes into her. Carol leaned forward, grasped her breasts and presented them to me, "All for you handsome." I took the breast while she began tweaking the nipple on the breast I wasn't pleasuring. As I sat back up a bit Amy Anne turned her head, "Carol kiss me." As they kissed I began to more forcefully fuck her and as I could feel her orgasm building, mine did as well. Finally I announced, "Now," and began to flood her grasping cunt with my sperm. She then began to come as well and we finished together. I stayed in her until she started to try to sit up a bit more after she cooled down. "Amy Anne, I have to apologize. I should have asked you earlier if you wanted me to wear protection. I'm so used to loving the women in this house without it I didn't even think." She replied, "You wonderful man, you needn't apologize. Prior to tonight other than my husbands, I've only allowed two men to take me bareback, one is my son and the other is ... well there is another man who's in our social circle. I decided when I was invited here that you would just have to be content to fuck me bareback just like you did the first time and every time that summer. Like my son and my other lover I want nothing to come between us and I want to feel your hot sperm filling me," Amy Anne smiled. She pulled me down for a tender kiss. "Now I have to go to the bathroom so why don't you make love to Carol now." "She's a good fuck," I murmured to Carol as we embraced and she put her leg across my hip. "Yeah, most guys say that. Are you glad you reconnected?" she asked reaching over her leg and grasping my wet cock. "Definitely. Her family looks like they'll be fun to play with. Veronica seemed quite taken with Tram," I smiled. She was lightly playing with my half erect manhood, "Yeah, and you with Sue's tits I noticed. So did Mary Claire. She's got a beautiful body, full hipped, slim waist, dynamite legs, pretty feet and knows how to please a sex partner, man or woman. Don't later claim later I didn't warn you, Saturday night you're going to have your hands full with those two. She's like her mother when it comes to men wearing condoms. If she allows you to fuck her without wearing one, it's because her mother bragged on you and you made an impression on Sue. The only two men that take her bareback are Tram and the same man who takes her mother bareback. When she and her late step-father started having sex she also never asked him to. " "Duly noted my dearest," I smiled. Her ministrations had brought me back to full life. "And I can guarantee you that our wife is going to have her pussy full with Tram. Will you be okay with that?" she asked sincerely. "Of course, I thought you knew that by now. Doggy or do you want to ride me?" She rolled me on my back and impaled herself on my re-energized rod. As she started to ride me I asked, "Do women in your lifestyle group usually take men bareback." "Rarely. And then it's with men that they've known for a long time." Her hips continued to move at a moderate pace as we talked and made love. "Some women like Evie Graham never do except with her daughter's husband. Like Sue, if a man ever takes her bareback it's because they have a special connection. Twice she's told me that she'd only take a man bareback if she loved him and that if they were both single she'd be happy to marry him." I groaned as she impaled herself forcefully upon me. "It would have to be just that type of relationship, and before you ask, I've been very selective too. You and Max, and the one man who Amy Anne was referring to, and another man who passed away years ago and was the husband of a close friend of mine, no other man has taken me bareback in over ten years." As she began to slowly move her hips she put her hands on my chest and bent her head to look at me. "Any regrets?" "About what? " I asked responding to her movements. "The lifestyle you seem to have chosen. Other men fucking your wives, you fucking other women? God, Scott you feel good inside me," she grinned as she sped up her movements. "Only one." I grunted countering her movements to more deeply penetrate her. "Only one, that's all?" "Yeah, that I didn't meet you and Veronica three or four years ago. But I've got you both now and you've got me, heart and soul," I panted, "for the rest of my life." I raised my arms to caress her swinging breasts and pulled her to me and we kissed with open mouths and tangled tongues. Carol broke the kiss so she could try to catch her breath and her body began to quiver as an orgasm coursed through her. "Something I said?" I asked. "No, it's what you're poking me with," she gasped. "Are you close?" "Slide up and down. Like that, and a little faster. Yes, that's it. I'm getting closer, closer. Ahh, God I love coming in you Carol." "Ha, you love coming in a pussy," she panted. "That too, but I love coming in you so much because it's you and I feel so connected by love. I love it because it so wonderfully symbolizes how much I love you and feel as one with you," I said breathlessly but truthfully with tears forming in my eyes. Any Chance We Could Ch. 42 My fair-skinned, green-eyed , redheaded love dropped into my arms. As my spurting slowed out of the corner of my eye I noticed Amy Anne sitting on her hip on the edge of the bed with her legs apart. After allowing Carol and I to hug and kiss in silence for several minutes Amy Anne finally and quietly said, "You two make a 'cute couple' as they say, well really a cute threesome with Veronica. You've done well Scott, I'm happy for you and your two wives. I'm happy I was honored to be your first. Now that we've met again, if you'll have us, I'd like to stay in your lives. I know Sue and Tram would too." Carol raised up off me and laid beside me as Amy Anne did the same on the other side. "Did you think Sue's request to be taped while you fuck us was 'kinky'?" she smiled. "See that green light beside the door?" asked Carol. "Yes. Is it a thermostat or something?" asked Any Anne focusing on the door. "Kind of. When it's green there're three cameras recording the activity in this room. So no, it's not considered outlandishly kinky in this home. It's a turn-on to watch replays," grinned Carol. "Can you make a copy for me, including the guessing games?" brightly asked Amy Anne. "First thing tomorrow," I replied. "Think you might have one more time left in you?" hopefully asked Amy Anne. "I probably won't come but I'll bet I can make you," I laughed reaching for her luscious breasts. "You two play, I'm going to kiss Katrina and Ashley clean up, say goodnight, then take these stockings and heels off. I'll be right back," said Carol moving off the bed. When Carol walked out the door without going into the master bathroom Amy Anne inquired, "I thought she was going to clean-up? "She is. It'll be done in that order, kiss Katrina and Ashley, then....get cleaned up...then kiss them goodnight and..." "Oh, I see. I love how you guys think and live." "Thank you." "When are you going to start fucking Ashley and Katrina?" asked Amy Anne as she gently began stroking me. "Probably on our honeymoon, they're going along." I replied as I started to harden under Amy Anne's ministrations. "Really. On your honeymoon. You really are a 'close' family," mused Amy Anne. Twenty minutes later Amy Anne and I were exhausted but content as she fell asleep for our first night together. I was almost asleep as I felt Carol slipping into the bed behind me and cuddle against my back. As peaceful sleep drew me in, my love's hand reached over me and rested against my exhausted cock. I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but the chapters may sometimes be published further apart because of my day job. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd like especially to hear from any female readers Any Chance We Could Ch. 43 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to fully appreciate this tale. Monday, November 5th Veronica awoke with Mary Claire's hair against her face and arm across her chest. As she began to move Mary Claire opened her eyes and murmured, "I love you, Mom. I really do." "Thank you sweetheart, I love you too," softly replied Veronica brushing Mary Claire's hair aside a bit. "Let's go shower." As Mary Claire started to get up, Veronica playfully pulled her back down on the bed. "But first," she grinned as she lowered her head to the nearest breast. The moment she latched onto the dark nipple her young lover cooed. Veronica licked and sucked it for a short while before leaning over to enjoy the second. "Ohh, you do that so well," sighed Mary Claire. A moment later as her lover continued lovingly attacking her tit she added jokingly, "I think you're a boob woman." Breaking from the breast Veronica kissed her. Before getting off her young friend she replied, "I'm a boob woman as you put it. I'm also a pussy woman, and I'm definitely a cock woman." "You're just a woman who enjoys sex and making love, Mom. I'm glad you do and helping me to become a woman who's also becoming addicted to sex." They both slipped on short robes and wandered up to the master bath. The air was still warm from the previous occupants, more than likely Scott and Amy Anne she thought to herself. Since her lover's long hair reached the middle of her back, Veronica immediately helped Mary Claire wash her hair. As they were soaping each other, Mary Claire asked, "You mentioned 'special women' last night. Who else is special to you? Mind you I'm curious, not jealous." "Maybe a little bit, huh. Don't worry about being pushed aside, each of you are unique and have a special place in my life. They're Katrina and Ashley of course. Then there's Carol and Cindy. Carol has been a special friend and lover since we became roommates in college. Cindy, she is so easy to love and has had a difficult life. There's something erotic and playful about her." "We all know you and Carol are totally in love with each other. It shows in how you interact and look at each other," Mary Claire said as she helped Veronica wash her back. "I know what you mean about Cindy. My family may be dysfunctional but hers is super dysfunctional plus. Before she and I became intimate I loved her and wished I could whisk her away from her family. Mom and I talked about inviting her to move in with us but my father said absolutely no way." "His position was unfortunate," Veronica said after a short pause. From what she knew of the father, she was not impressed. He projected an image of being a god-fearing and loving husband but in private he was anything but that. She was tempted to say he was a cold foolish asshole but she elected to give a neutral response. Vigorously rinsing her hair again to make sure all the shampoo and conditioner was gone Mary Claire mentioned, "Sometimes I've thought about cutting my hair." Throwing her head back and squeezing out as much water as possible she asked, "I there anyone else?" "I hope sometime in the near future I can count Evie Graham as well," Veronica concluded as they stepped out the shower quickly since the water had just started to cool. "Ooh, Evie. The little I know about her I'm really impressed not only with her intellect but her mature sensuality and beauty. I wouldn't mind being around her more." "Maybe, someday we'll both get our wish," smiled Veronica toweling off Mary Claire's ass before kneeling on one knee to towel her legs while Mary Claire started to towel dry her hair. ## Shortly after arriving to work Cheryl remarked, "Scott, I don't know what you guys did with Max Saturday night and Sunday morning, but he certainly has been grinning ever since. He's normally glued to the television watching one NFL game after another but he slept for three and a half hours yesterday afternoon. I doubt that Rams not playing had anything to do with it," she shook her head. She laughed as she continued, "When he got up he asked if Beth and I could wear skirts, heels and stockings during dinner. After eating he had us kneel side by side on the couch with our asses up in the air, removed our panties and proceeded to fuck each of us with ten strokes and then moved to the other. I suspect he learned to do that from you guys, not that I'm complaining. He came in me after being in both of us about fifteen times. Then we cuddled until he said he was ready for another go. Beth and I were ready as well. He got the butt plugs and put one in each of us. After another fifteen minutes of eating us he had us resume the 'ass in the air' position and he fucked us both in the ass! That time he came in Beth and all three of us retreated to my bed where we promptly fell asleep. So thank you for whatever creative fucking skills you taught my son. I hope all three of the ladies enjoyed him." "Oh, they did and hope he stays interested in trying them again," I smiled. Mary Claire overheard the tale and said, "In the ass huh, well where do I sign up? I've not done that yet. You'd like to do my ass wouldn't you Dad?" "Of course, you know I would, just ask." I grinned. Katrina was the only one with class this morning so she left after coffee and scrambled eggs but didn't fail to mention how much she'd enjoyed Cathleen last night. Veronica, Carol, Ashley, Mary Claire and I were eating when Lauren arrived in a short skirt, an untucked loose blouse, heels and bare legs. "I have to change before we leave," she said. "Should I do it now?" "Plenty of time. Eat first," replied Veronica. "Where are you off to and with whom?" "Scott and I are going to the bank to get checks for tomorrow's closing and the cars, then he's got a lunch 'date' with Dave," she told Veronica. "He'll bring me back here before lunch." "As soon as I get a text from my sister I'm going to meet her and we're going to get a couple of persistent boys out of her life," said Ashley. "I hadn't heard about that," said Veronica. "Tell us." Ashley told them of the plan they'd hatched to dissuade the two guys who had been following her around seeking dates. I told them I hoped it worked. It could backfire because they may like to watch two girls in action, so to speak. "I know, Dad, but it's worth a try," responded Ashley. "My fallback is to say that I might consider them watching us only after watching them together." "That's nasty," I laughed, "but it would likely work." Amy Anne and Cathleen came down the stairs together looking a bit disheveled, came to the kitchen to say goodbye and departed. We all grinned at each other as they walked out the door. I guessed they were going straight home. But whose home was in question because when they left they were still touching and teasing each other. Veronica and I went upstairs to change. As we walked into our bedroom I said "We need to talk." "You're upset about Max aren't you?" she asked with an anguished look on her face. "Veronica, for the last time, an emphatic no," I said curtly, I was feeling a little bothered that she kept asking. I paused to continue more calmly and lowering my voice a level, said, "I enjoyed watching you getting fucked by him and you enjoyed him fucking you. As I've said many times before, indulge yourself. I want to tell you my thoughts about Carol." "You don't like him fucking Carol?" again with an anguished expression. "No, yes. Let me state it clearly, I don't mind Carol being with Max either. Now can I say something without interruption," I said as I pulled her close to me and kissed her. "If you agree, I'd like you to go to Dupree's and get rings for Carol. I'll have Cheryl make a plane reservation for Carol to join us in Key West on Tuesday of the honeymoon and we'll propose to her then. I'm sure Cheryl can figure out some way to make it a surprise when she takes her to airport that morning. I assume since we haven't heard otherwise she's been counseled by Evie and we have a green light from her viewpoint." "Wow, I like that idea, a lot. Why not have her fly with us on Sunday?" "Remember she has that major meeting on Monday afternoon involving a dozen people," I reminded her. "I forgot about that. She's presenting a report and recommendations to her boss, various University department chairs, possibly to the President too. Since I'm meeting Evie for lunch today I'll make sure she hasn't any problems with the idea. I'll go to Dupree's after lunch and order rings, similar to mine I guess. But a smaller stone if that's okay with you. Speaking of Dupree I haven't seen the delivery from last week, can we look at it?" "What've you got in mind for Carol?" I asked. "My design only with emerald side stones, a four caret center stone and a band that'll match ours. Sound okay?' she quietly asked. "Whatever you want sweetheart, you know I'll love it," I smiled and kissed her gently. I dug around in the back of the shelf of the closet and brought out the still sealed package. We opened it and admired the wonderful job he'd done with the celebratory rings and the intricate pattern on the girls' wedding bands. Veronica was quite taken with her wedding band with the four violet diamonds. "You did good, stud." We had just undressed when Mary Claire and Cheryl knocked and walked in the open door. "Ooh, gonna play? Can we too?" asked Cheryl looking at my hard cock. "Maybe later," I said. "What can we do for the two of you besides love you?" "Mary Claire and I were discussing meals for this week and noticed that neither of you have anything scheduled for any night this week and we just wanted to make sure before restocking the pantry." "Speaking of the pantry, which is being designed to support a family of six or seven. I think we may need to almost double that along with larger refrigerator and freezer capacity," observed Mary Claire. "Scott's seeing Dave for lunch and will it mention to him," Veronica responded. I sat on the bed in my briefs leaning against the headboard with my arm around an equally scantily clad Veronica who was leaning back against my side. "I suppose we'll go to the club on Friday, but I'm not yet clear-headed enough to remember any other evenings. We'll let you know when we come downstairs," I smiled. "I'd like Lauren to stay for dinner tonight," replied Veronica. At the door, Cheryl turned and said "Keith and two other guys are here installing two larger hot water heaters and the wine cellar, so I'd suggest being fully dressed when you come down." As they walked out I said, "Stay a minute Cheryl." She turned, came back in and I continued, "Make some notes please. This is a surprise for both Katrina and Ashley as well as for Carol. Charter a plane to bring her to Key West on the Tuesday of our honeymoon. Call the same firm we used at the office. I'll get you directions to the house where we're staying. Arrange for a limo to bring her to us from the airport. I've already talked to her supervisor and he says she still has thirteen days to take by year end and approved four days off. I want this to be a surprise. You'll have to pack some clothes for her, maybe with Lauren's help and have a suitcase hidden in the trunk. Try to see if you can get her to take part of the day off that Tuesday, or possibly with the help of her supervisor see if you can get access to her calendar to arrange for a meeting at a conference hotel by the airport. When she arrives, let her know about the charter flight. Work up a plan and implement it. Also check with the charter company that the return flight will have room for five," I concluded. "Her events need to be on our household calendar as well," interrupted Veronica. As we left the master bedroom Lauren was coming out of the spare bedroom dressed in a grey skirt suit, a silver grey blouse under the jacket, grey hose, and black patent pumps. "Oh, very nice Lauren," remarked Veronica. I watched two delightful asses swing as they descended the stairs in front of me. As we reached the first floor Mary Claire was talking on her cell. "Yes, that sounds great ... Tuesday and Thursday at three ... Your apartment, sure ... Saturday night? ... Yes, I'm free ... Six? ... I guess we're going to eat somewhere? ... Okay, I've been wanting to try that. ... Sounds exciting. ... Thanks, see you this afternoon. ... Bye." "Gloria is going to the help me prepare for the ACT test next month. She's helping her step-sisters as well. We'll meet at her apartment this Tuesday and Thursday. We're also going out Saturday night. She wants to take me to a lifestyle gathering, Carol's group. Is that okay?" she asked hopefully. "Of course, to both the tutoring and the party. Please ask Carol about the party before you go," Veronica replied. "You'll want to know what to expect before you commit." Mary Claire nodded. It was very pleasant riding to the bank with Lauren. She had turned a bit in the seat and hiked her skirt up enough for me to enjoy her long legs and her stocking welts. While we talked about some of her expectations she leaned over to put her lips close to my ear at a stop light and said, "I've never felt so loved as I did Friday night when you were fucking, er, loving me. It was more than just the best sex I've ever had with a man, even Dad," she said lightly kissing my ear lobe. "I'm glad you feel that way, but I feel I could've focused more on your pleasure. I'll make it up to you," I smiled as I turned to look into her eyes. "You never need to make anything up to me. Just please yourself as well as me, and leave me feeling well loved and I'll be satisfied, okay?" she replied. "Yes," I replied as I ran my hand all the way up under her skirt to lightly squeeze her bare thigh above her stocking top and graze her g-string with the tip of a finger. We handled our business at the bank expeditiously because she'd alerted them on Friday. We arranged some security words so she could have access to our operating account via the phone if necessary. We also got a handful of additional debit cards, seven to be exact. I gave them to Lauren and made her responsible for keeping one herself and giving them to Cheryl, Katrina, Ashley, Mary Claire and Cindy. For future use if needed the seventh would be kept in the vault being installed in her new office. I asked her to accompany me to the closing tomorrow. She immediately called Cheryl to put it on the calendar. When we got home Cheryl had a message from Dave saying that his daughter had taken his truck to pick up a chair that wouldn't fit in her car and she'd gotten delayed at the warehouse. He asked if I would I pick him up at his office at eleven-thirty. "He said you needn't call him back, he'd see you at eleven-thirty." Veronica, Ashley and I gathered our coats at the same time. After we all kissed Cheryl and Lauren, Veronica asked, "Lauren can you and Cheryl stay for dinner? " "I can," replied Lauren. "I can't," replied Cheryl, "I'm meeting my attorney at four." Cheryl had given me Dave's address, an office building in a small strip mall of mixed office and retail on Clayton Road west of I-270. When I walked up to the building I saw the name of some national sales company on the outside wall and when I walked in the front door I found Dave's name and office number on the reader board. I also saw Keith's name with an adjacent office number. The leasing company had a notice that a suite of available offices was posted below the directory. In the central entry foyer was a gray-haired receptionist typing at a computer and all three names were listed on the front of her workstation. She buzzed Dave and then directed me down the hall to his office. Dave's office contained an architect's drawing board covered with rolled and unrolled plans and an attractive, young, well proportioned brunette sitting at the desk on the phone. After Dave and I exchanged greetings and made small talk for a moment, the young woman hung up, stood, extended her hand and introduced herself as Joy Mays. "You're Keith's wife?" I asked trying to keep from looking down her half-open blouse without first looking her in the eyes. "Yes. I usually work in Keith's office next door as his office manager but Dad's gotten himself overloaded and I'm helping with the scheduling and ordering for your job," she smiled. "We usually use the woman in front for routine correspondence but Dad wanted my technical experience for your job." She paused, leaned forward just enough to tease and invite my eyes to look down her cleavage. "Dad has told me all about your family. It sounds like you have your hands full. ... Would you like me just to take my blouse and bra off? You wouldn't have to twist your neck so much," she laughed "Now, or next time I visit?" I wisecracked. "When Dad brings you back after lunch come in and see me," said Joy with a coquettish smile. Dave did not visibly react to our give and take. He went on to explain that he had access to a conference room, fax and copy machines and high speed internet plus answering services from the front desk. "Excuse me a minute, before we leave I need to cover something with Joy," said Dave. As they conversed I stepped out to the reception area and called Lauren. I told her where I was and gave her the name and number of the leasing agent and suggested she call to see if any more space was available. Dave stepped behind me as I hung up with Lauren and said, "I'm sorry, things are starting to move pretty fast on your house and I needed to have Joy push one of the plumbing suppliers with a message that if he doesn't have confirmation of delivery for the requested date by the end of business today that we'll be going with another manufacturer and supplier." "No apology's necessary. Ready?" As we started to leave, I remembered Mary Claire's request. We returned to the blueprints. He noted Alyssa had already planned to double our refrigeration space in the kitchen and with the pantry being extended six feet she'd included an upright freezer. The pantry was being widened by just twenty eight inches and the existing fourteen inch deep shelves were being replaced with a more efficient arrangement of wall mounted and free standing shelves that were twenty-eight inches deep. The storage capacity would be almost three times our current space and more than what Mary Claire wanted and access would be better. Again I was impressed that he'd anticipated the need and addressed it. Satisfied we said goodbye to Joy. On the short drive to the country club I asked Dave if it were possible for him to pour a concrete pad adjacent to the garage to park my sudden fleet of cars. He made a note on a piece of paper after asking the priority. "Any time, I'm closing on the house across the street and we can use that driveway and garage temporarily," I further explained. "Number nineteen?" "Yes, the one you built." "It should still be in good shape, is it?" Dave asked. "Keith thought so, no predications from his inspection and none from the city." "I bought the lot, built the shell of that house on spec then finished the interior for the buyer. I think it went for close to one point two mil. If you don't mind my asking what'd you pay for it?" Dave asked. "I don't mind, eight hundred K. We close tomorrow," I said. "What're you going to do with it?" "Probably keep it in the family. The kids are getting close to the age where they might want a house, or maybe lease it for a few years." I replied as we pulled under the portico at the club. As the valet drove the car away I said, "I noticed that besides the master suite over the garage there's a smaller master suite at the other end of the hallway. Do you know what that 's that all about?" Any Chance We Could Ch. 43 "The architect called it the 'nanny suite'. They're also commonly called the 'grandmother suite'. There was some dead space over the enlarged den that he decided could be used for another bedroom. It's all in the original quote," Dave explained. We settled in at a table in the grill and after ordering I asked Dave, "You're involved with a lifestyle group aren't you? Or at least your wife lets you have sex with other women, doesn't she?" "Blunt aren't you? Why the question? Why the conclusion?" "Veronica mentioned that you implied that you've shared your bed with Alyssa and Saturday at the great tit show in my front yard you said that your wife knew about Alyssa. I'm asking because I need some advice from a friend," I said. "Whew, I thought you were going to hold it against me," he replied. "Oh, God no. You do then share your marital bed with other women?" I asked. "And men," he replied grinning. "What's your question?" "I have two, the first is kinda complicated and the second is personal. Friday night Veronica and I had a young stud join us in bed and she fucked him. I was fucking, for the first time, a particular woman and I became so engrossed in watching Veronica get pleasured I think I neglected my new partner. She didn't say anything but I felt I wasn't as focused on her as I should have been. This morning she said she'd never felt so loved as she had Friday night, yet I didn't give her my best or the attention and loving I felt she deserved. How do you handle a situation like that, your wife fucking someone else while you're in the same bed that is?" "Well, first let me say that I love my wife very dearly. She is my life. My desire is nothing less than for her to be fulfilled completely and deeply loved. She uplifts me and is my best friend. I haven't always done everything right or said the right things as often as I wish. I'm a guy who's learning and strives to do his best and to be a little better every day. Yes, my wife and I are involved with a lifestyle group that's somewhat closed." "What do you mean somewhat closed?" I couldn't help but ask. It was new to me and I was curious. "Only members receive party information, nothing is distributed or posted publically. Every group of this type sets its own rules. Our group allows guests if they're with a member and the member had received prior approval from both the host and hostess. Guests can only attend twice without becoming a member and membership requires approval from two thirds of the active membership. There is a fee too, $300 per couple every six months to cover various expenses incurred by the couples who host the parties. As to the heart of your question, watching my wife get fucked happens all the time," he grinned as he picked up his diet Pepsi. "The first time I went to a lifestyle gathering with my new wife I was held and cuddled by a very sexy and very understanding gorgeous redhead who's a close friend of my wife. Rather than expecting me to fuck her as my wife was getting fucked she teased me, gently touched me from my shoulders and arms to my chest to my thighs as well as my aroused manhood. Allowing me to fondle her she quietly commented about what was happening and how much my wife and the guy were enjoying themselves. When it was over the redhead invited me to fuck her. Boy was I eager to fuck her. My heart was racing so much that I fumbled around at first like a nervous inexperienced teen. In a way I was. I'd never fucked anyone who was not my girlfriend or wife. Besides my first wife, Evie and a girlfriend from college, she was only the fourth woman I'd been with. And I certainly hadn't done it with someone watching. She was patient and encouraging and soon my nervousness vanished. She talked dirty to me. She also stoked my fire by reminding me what I'd just seen my wife do. She guided my attention and energy into a strong, energetic fuck that I still fondly remember. "After that it never was an issue. My wife and I both enjoy watching the other fuck. I have never viewed my wife as an extension of my personhood or as my possession. I don't believe in controlling her. She's a person in her own right, and my equal, my helpmate and I'm hers. As I said a moment ago I want her to flourish and be fulfilled completely. Also, I get turned on watching her get fucked and watching her facial expressions as she approaches and pushes through a climax," smiled Dave. "Hmm, I guess I should have just watched and not tried to match him stroke for stroke. The second and third time she fucked him, I enjoyed the show, but she's still having some lingering doubts. I guess time'll take care of that," I mused. "Being distracted isn't uncommon," Dave assured me. "Don't try to match what's happening to your wife I've tried to do that as well. As you discovered you'll be distracted from whomever you're trying to fuck and if you're the person I think you are Scott you'll regret not giving your attention and best effort to the woman who you are fucking. Friday night for you was a good example." "To say I was disappointed in myself is an understatement," I confessed. I felt like I could confide in him. I not only liked his outlook on life and his attitude towards his wife, but I felt that we were quickly becoming friends. "Scott, resist the urge to turn it into a competition. Sex and making love should never be a competition or an exercise to prove your manhood. You have nothing to prove to your wife or the woman you are enjoying. Be comfortable with yourself and take pleasure in the moment. If you're feeling anything more than mild jealousy,... let me be frank about this, you,... neither of you, should be there. From what you just said the young lady was more than satisfied, so it sounds like your feeling about her being disappointed is unfounded. As for disappointment in yourself for not giving her your attention, learn from it. I know you'll do much better the next time," he paused. He was right it shouldn't be a competition and if I watch her I should draw enjoyment from watching her being pleasured. Also I shouldn't dump on myself too much. I should learn from it. "The next time you fuck the young lady focus only on her. There's also a common dynamic that women, ... wives, who are with another man for the first time look for signs that their husband is either okay or not okay with what's happening. Little insecurities and fears that we may have damaged our primary relationship are real. If there were any chance that your reaction could have been interpreted as a negative, going through her insecurity filter, your wife will interpret it that way," Dave continued smiling. "What can I do to prevent or limit it from happening?" I asked He nodded that he understood my concern. "Such minor insecurities diminish with time. Be patient and keep assuring her. Develop your own rituals and processes for reconnecting and reassuring each other that all is well. One woman I know has her husband ejaculate over her breasts and vagina either for they leave or when they get home. She calls it 'being marked'. It's their way but not one for me. It's too much like viewing my wife as my possession. My wife and I enjoy cuddling and gently making love as soon as possible following a party. After we make love we cuddle some more and talk about what we did and what we enjoyed with our sex partners. It's our way to affirm each other and that our love remains firm. I think the key is to naturally tell her often how much you love her and reassure her often that you value her and are pleased with her. Treat her as someone special, which she is, naturally giving her occasional special gifts such as dinners out, clothing, and of course diamonds never fail," grinned Dave. "I do need to be more intentional in giving the ladies little gifts as an expression of my love," I ventured. Dave grinned, "Let me be clear about this Scott, if you and Veronica are going in the direction of having an open relationship of some sort, it's paramount that you intentionally invest in your primary relationship. It takes work, thought and an investment in time to be alone, to just be together to talk. You may consider this to be kinky, but from time to time I take my wife out shopping for an item or two for her to wear for a special event or a special person. Sometimes I'll help her decide what to wear to a gathering or for a sexual encounter. She does similar things for me too. Give some thought to doing something like that from time to time, something that's meaningful for both of you. Remember, women love shopping. Helping buy an outfit or select an item for her to wear for a lover sends a powerful message of assurance and that you really do love her." "Thanks. I like the idea of doing both. Your redhead was Carol McDonough, wasn't it?" I asked. "Yes, she's in our social circle. Does that bother you?" he replied. "No. She says that when we get married she'll quit, but neither Veronica nor I have asked her to." I replied. "Wait. Aren't you engaged to Veronica?" Dave asked. "Yes, but Carol and Veronica go way back to college and she's asked us both to marry her and take her into our marriage. We've agreed to do that after having extensive conversations with a family counselor based at Wash U." I replied. "Dr Evelyn Graham?" "Yes, how do you know her?" I asked in surprise. "I sleep with her every night, she's my wife and the mother of our four daughters," he smiled. "Really, no shit. Why didn't you mention this before?" I asked incredulously. "She keeps her professional life and counseling sessions between her and her clients. She never shares with me the names of who she's counseling in a therapeutic framework or what they've discussed, and I'd have it no other way. She rarely talks about her work at home, and when she does it's in more of a general nature to gain a male perspective on an issue. I knew she was marrying you and from a few none-private things she's said I thought maybe you knew but didn't want to interject it into our business relationship," he explained. "I've no objection to her privacy, and I've no objection to you being a swinger, nor having fucked Carol, ... probably multiple times. But I do have a favor to ask now knowing those things. Veronica, in case you haven't noticed is quite taken with you and would like to have you fuck her. Would you be interested in being her birthday present, so to speak?" I asked. "When's her birthday, before or after your wedding?" he asked. "After, it's December first. Does it make a difference?" "Yes, I'd be pleased to be her present since I'll have completed your job. I don't ever mix business and pleasure. Is this going to be a surprise?" he smiled. "Yes, we can work out some details later, and thanks. Would your fucking her preclude us having subsequent business arrangements?" I asked. "Not at all. What I should have said is that I'll not enter into a sexual relationship with someone with whom I have an existing business relationship. If I'm already in such a relationship then it's another matter and I'll do business with them," he explained. "Yes, I've noticed that Veronica openly flirts with me." "Good," I smiled. "Would you like to 'enjoy' my wife while I'm 'enjoying' yours? It's entirely optional, not a quid pro quo by any means. If she's amenable, which I believe she would be." Dave asked. "Sure I would. She's a wonderful, pretty, sexy woman. I'd be nuts to pass an opportunity like that. So it's our secret for now, thanks." I said. "To keep it a surprise, we may have to talk about ideas via text or email lest we be overheard. Let me give you a non-business email address you can use," he said as he started to write on the back of one of his business cards. On the ride back to his office Dave reminded me to allow my romantic heart to be expressed freely in how I talk to my wives, touch them, and giving them random little surprises ranging from flowers to taking them shopping for something special like jewelry and dresses, to taking them out for a romantic dinner. He also reminded me that I need to spend some time alone with each of my wives regularly as well as with them together. He explained that the primary relationships need not to be neglected. I agreed that there should be nights where we have no visitors in our bedroom and that we needed to have some nights out alone. I dropped Dave off. As he exited the car I thought about how Dave felt about this wife. My feelings were similar. Veronica was the love of my life. Now that I'd found her I couldn't imagine living without her. I recognized Lauren's Corvette in the lot as I wiped a tear from my eye, and as I was backing out of my parking spot. I saw her holding one of her signature red wallets as she came out of the building with an older gentleman. I stopped and waited for her to finish her conversation and as she was about to pass, I opened the door and stood. "Hi, Lauren, what's up?" I smiled. "Oh, Hi, Scott. I called the leasing agent right after talking to you and was told that he'd be on the premises at noon. So, I ran over here to scope it out. There're two offices that'd serve us well as a foundation site. The larger one could be an administrator's office and the other the secretary's. We could use the common conference room as needed. Or the larger office could be a 'conference room', with the other an administrator's office. The receptionist at the desk would field all calls and put our mail in the office for us. We could also share the common copier being billed for copies recorded against our access codes. I explained that there wouldn't necessarily be someone here every day, at least not for the next several months. He explained the common receptionist concept is designed to support our business model and ensure all calls are answered. I have a leasing agreement and the gentleman's card," she smiled. "The rates are reasonable for what we're getting. We'll need to fund a checking account for the foundation," she added. "Oh, and I called the lawyer you recommended to do the government paperwork to register the foundation and get the status determination. He'll have everything completed and to you for review and signatures within the week." "You never cease to amaze me, young lady. We'll talk about it later today or in the morning. Right now I need to drop by Emerson's house and pick up some RV brochures he said he had for me." I replied. "Oh, I already picked those up on the way over here. Emerson's message was passed on to me to tell you later today. I hope that's alright?" she asked. "Sorry I should have texted you on your cell." "Again, you're an amazing woman, Lauren. Call Cheryl to call Emerson and see if she can set up breakfast at our house with him and Hazel, Veronica, you, and me either tomorrow or Wednesday." As I was about to re-enter my car I remembered the invitation from Joy. I grabbed my keys, closed the door and strode back into the building. As I entered Dave's office I didn't see him, but Joy stood from her desk and with an impish smile on her face walked to the drawing board. As she reached the edge she placed her hands flat on the surface and with a slight twist of her torso bent across the board. Her blouse was almost fully unbuttoned to the top of her tight jeans and her bra was missing. Her twisting opened the front of her blouse enough for me to see a nicely formed breast and nipple. When she didn't immediately stand back up, I said, "Goodness, is the other one as beautiful as the one I see?" "Yep. They're even better as a pair. But you'll have to wait for your next visit," she smiled as she straightened back up, pulling the curtain on her tease. "I think I'll just run back to the car and then come right back in. Will that count as a second visit?" I asked. "Don't be so eager. Our paths'll cross frequently in the next couple of weeks. So enjoy what you just saw and use your imagination. Have a good day Scott," she broadly grinned and turned to walk back to her desk. I could tell she was buttoning her blouse as she walked back. I later learned that she'd remarked to her Dad as soon as he came in after our lunch how attracted she was to me and he told her that Veronica and I were getting interested in the lifestyle and were both sharing our bed. "Ooh. If that's the case then I'll have to encourage him. I'll bet my sister'd enjoy him as well," she'd said to Dave who'd purposefully waited a few minutes in Keith's office while she'd 'entertained' me. ## Ashley, loose wearing jeans, a baggy sweatshirt and a pair of scruffy work boots was leaning against Katrina's car with her thumbs hooked in her front pockets as she saw her sister approach being trailed by the two obnoxious young men who were running off at the mouth. Katrina looked up and saw Ashley, smiled and continued to walk toward her. Ashley closed the distance, wrapped her arms around Katrina, and made a show of kissing her and rubbing her hands up and down Katrina's back. The stunned boys paused but continued to come a bit closer. Katrina turned and said, "This is Olivia, my partner and lover. She's a black belt and doesn't like it when someone harasses me. I've told you I've no interest in either one of you, so back off now or I turn her loose." Ashley clearly had a couple of inches on both boys and frowning took a menacing step toward them. They put their hands in front of them saying, "No trouble, we misunderstood. Sorry. Sorry. We'll leave her alone," and they turned and quickly walked away." Both girls smiled, embraced, and Ashley softly asked, "What black belt." "The one holding up your jeans," laughed Katrina. "Thanks lover, that seems to have done the trick. See you at home shortly." ## Veronica arrived at Evie's office about the time Dave and I got to the country club. "What's on your mind Veronica, you sounded a bit stressed on the phone?" Without any preamble, she began, "We took a young man to our bed Friday night and I fucked him. I fucked him again on Saturday night and again on Sunday morning. Scott was in bed with me, us, all three times. I kinda got the feeling that he might have harbored some misgivings. He's assured me that he has no misgivings except that on Friday night he wasn't fully focused on the young lady he was fucking while I fucked the young man. I guess that that's all there is to it, or I hope that it is. Is this a normal reaction to fucking someone else while your husband watches?" asked Veronica. "Yes, it's rather typical. Don't confuse interest and fascination with negative feelings like anger, a change of mind or jealousy. Were you feeling any jealousy? Was he?" asked Evie. "I wasn't. If anything watching him stroke in and out of another woman while being fucked was a huge turn-on, much more than I would have imagined. And he says the same about me getting fucked," Veronica explained. "Well believe him and you'll enjoy swinging a lot more. There are some men who continually fantasize about the wife getting fucked and like the idea of her having dozens of lovers. Others draw pleasure in watching the wife being pleasured. My husband is in the former group and I suspect Scott is too. Veronica, open honest communication involves not just expressing your feelings honestly but also accepting what you are hearing expressed by your husband as true." "You're right, you're right, you're right. I need to accept what he's saying as being true and not doubt it," replied Veronica nodding her head. "Keep affirming to Scott that you love him and allow him to do the same without thinking that he's doing it to cover any doubt or jealousy. This is particularly important shortly after you've been with various lovers. If you love him more today than yesterday, tell him that your love for him grows every day. After swinging my husband and I make slow gentle love and talk about what we liked or didn't like about the couplings we'd had that evening." Any Chance We Could Ch. 43 Veronica smiled, "I do love him more each day. Scott is encouraging and allowing me to be with the young man deepened my appreciation and feelings for him further," added Veronica. "Then tell him that. Veronica, there are couples where one or both are unable to watch each other have sex. They swing but will only have sex in different rooms. I'm glad you guys aren't like that. Frankly, I'm of the opinion that if you cannot see your spouse fuck someone else without negative feelings arising frequently, then don't swing. It'll surely poison your daily relationship," advised Evie. "Also, physically show Scott how much you love him with touches, kisses, put an arm around him for no particular reason other than just standing or sitting next to him. Cuddle and play with him and sincerely and eagerly respond to his shows of affection to you. In other words through everyday things and conversation affirm that you are now and always will be, his wife. Also, develop your own ways to tease and toy with him before or afterwards." Veronica took careful mental notes as she went on to explain some of the things she does to tease her husband. The rest of the time was spent talking about the wedding and the dynamics to keep in mind when two women are married to or are living with the same man. Once again Veronica left with much to think about and ideas to apply to her life. The bottom line was that Evie expected that the three of us would have a long, successful, loving relationship. ## After ordering the rings at Dupree's Veronica picked up the altered wedding dresses for all four girls as well as her own and Carol's. Cheryl was just leaving as she arrived home. Before leaving she helped Veronica carry the dresses into the house and hang them in the spare bedroom. "See you in the morning," cheerily said Cheryl as they lightly kissed and left for her attorney appointment. Seeing Cheryl driving down the road I waved as we passed just north of the driveway. There were four pickups parked off the edge of the drive. Two men were working on a forming. I guessed that some of them belonged to Keith and his helpers. The somewhat ratty looking mid-nineties Chevy Cavalier probably belonged to Max. Veronica and I sat cuddled on the couch, flanked by Katrina and Ashley who related the tale of the two annoying boys with much laughter. Lauren stayed seated at my desk and would make an occasional comment. Carol joined us and then excused herself to check in with Mary Claire to offer help with dinner. Mary Claire brought us a tray of wine glasses and a bottle of Chardonnay. She announced dinner would be ready in half an hour and reminded everyone that Lauren was staying. After dinner while we were drinking coffee in the living room, Carol asked Lauren to talk about herself. "Well, I'll be thirty-one on December third. I'm an only child, and my parents are still married to each other. They live in a small house on a large lot in Grover. Dad has four younger siblings, two of each. Mom who's a third grade teacher has a brother and a sister, she's the middle child. Like my father I'm a licensed CPA. I'm also a certified athletic trainer. I'm also certified to officiate softball, basketball, lacrosse, and soccer at the college level. I got both my bachelors and masters degrees at Truman State where I was a walk-on for the Varsity basketball team. I've never married and rarely date. I've had several bad dating experiences. I've modeled in fashion shows in Japan and Australia. I've sung with a few bands and play the piano. My voice is classically trained and I have an electronic piano in my apartment. I've done some modeling for internet sites, never fully nude, but revealing enough and I'm in the process of taking all those down. They're probably some nudes of me out there taken on the sly I'm sure, but I'll not be adding to them. "I began sharing my parent's bed when I was a little over fourteen, maybe that's also why I don't date. When you've been loved by and had sex with two very caring people, it's hard for anyone else to begin to measure up. I still visit Mom and Dad regularly and that's probably another reason I don't date. I'm really looking forward to this job and getting to know each member of this family." "I've never seen you or your parents at the company picnic," I mused. "No, it seems that every year the picnic is scheduled for a day when we're in Michigan at my grandparent's house on the family farm for our annual two week family riot. My grandfather calls it that because of all the kids and grandkids. It's usually at least sixteen adults and twenty-five grandkids, although that number is probably bigger now counting great-grand kids. It could be more when mom's parents come, but they don't come every year. We stay in three great barns of houses and I don't think that there's ever a quiet moment. We kayak, ride horseback, sail, ski, hike, golf, play all sorts of games, shop and get reacquainted with each other," grinned Lauren just thinking about the summers. "When I was thirteen I noticed Mom, her sister Liz and Dad disappear for several hours a time several times during the 'riot', and when they reappeared both women had that 'just fucked' look. Mom had already given me the birds and bees conversation and the details were filled in when I discovered the home-made adult videos of Mom, Dad and Liz my parents had hidden under their bed. So when the two women had that look I thought, Good for both of them. The following Black Friday Dad was at the office putting the finishing touches on some work and thinking that Mom was out for the day shopping, I got out one of the videos. Not more than a half-hour later Mom walked in. As you can imagine I was deeply embarrassed but Mom put me at ease, told me that my curiosity was natural and asked if I would mind her watching with me. She and I talked about what I was seeing. "That summer and fall I had really started to fill out and there were two sixteen year olds who were trying to get me to go out with them. When I told Mom that I was interested and that I was tempted to do something with them she didn't scold me. She asked why I was interested in these two boys and my only explanation was that they were interested in me and I wanted to do know what it was like to fuck. Mom explained that a woman's first time should be special. We continued to talk and the next thing I knew we were planning on me being my Mom's Christmas present to my Dad on Christmas Eve. He certainly seemed to enjoy me and I certainly enjoyed him. "My Mom, Alexandrea, was a fashion model in her younger days, and recently has been appearing on some of the mature women web sites. She still has a fantastic body. I don't know who's doing her photography but both Mom and Dad have remarked that if she had a better photographer, she'd probably be in more demand." "You do know that Scott is an accomplished photographer, don't you?" asked Veronica. "Oh, my gosh are you the Scott Appleton who won big time at the recent juried show? I'm sorry I never made the connection. Would you be interested in photographing Mom, 'Elsa' as she's known on the sites?" "Absolutely," I beamed. "As soon as the studio's ready, I'd love to." "I'm really running off at the mouth about some family things that probably shouldn't have been said," frowned Lauren. "I knew you were a sexy lady the minute you showed me your nipple," laughed Mary Claire. "I think you have a great and long future with this family," said Ashley as she was leaning back against me guiding my hand inside her blouse. "We trust you and I'm glad you feel you can trust us. That's the crux of this family, ... trust," smiled Carol. "Trust and love. Boundless love." "Brad doesn't mind Alexandrea doing this?" asked Veronica. "Apparently not. When she comes home from a session I'm usually invited over and we have incredible sex. Oops, maybe I shouldn't have said that either," Lauren laughed. "In fact Dad's appeared with her in a couple hard core shoots, his face is never shown, but his wonderful cock is. At least the part that isn't in Mom's mouth, pussy or ass." "Do your parents swing? Or maybe you don't want to answer that," asked Carol. "Yeah, probably. Share or swap is probably a better term. There's another model that Mom works with. Hey, maybe there's some more business there too. Anyway, she's a widow, same age as Mom and I've picked up that she and her son get together with my parents every other week or so. I think the son's wife is involved too. I've never been invited so I don't know for sure. If they are, good for them," smiled Lauren. "Other than the other model and her son and his wife, and Aunt Liz, I don't think they've been involved with anyone else. I don't know if it's a lack of interest or opportunity but knowing Mom it's the latter. Before Friday night I'd never shared a bed except with Mom and Dad," she added. At about eight Max came up from the basement looking for his mother. "She left about four," I said. "Can you stay a few minutes, we'd like to talk to you." "Sure, did I do something wrong?" he asked frowning. "To the contrary," smiled Veronica. "As I told you over the weekend you're welcome in any bed in this house except for Ashley and Katrina's. But, and this is a big 'but', you are not to show any outward signs of affection toward any of us when someone other than family is here or outside." "Is it okay if I get a hard on," Max asked. "Sure, that's unavoidable around these women. God knows I do that," I laughed. "I won't mind you being aggressive, kissing, hugging, caressing a breast or an ass, but if it's after working for Keith and Dave I want you to take a shower and clean up first. You may feel free to fuck your Mom or Beth here. I suspect it's probably difficult to do at home when your Dad's in town. Lauren, Carol, anyone else have anything to add?" asked Veronica looking around the room. Katrina spoke up, "Ashley and I are off limits for intercourse for the time being. We can and will blow you and you may eat us, so don't be shy about asking us," she grinned. "Wow," replied Max. "After I shower can I eat you Veronica? I'd like to save myself for Beth. I kinda promised I'd fuck her tonight." "Yes you can, you sweet boy. Come back in here after you've showered. Use the shower in the spare bedroom upstairs," broadly smiled Veronica. "Although I love to stay and watch, I've got a couple of errands to get done tonight, so I need to leave now." After kissing all of us good bye and having several hands up under her skirt, a smiling Lauren put on her coat and escaped the Appleton octopus. ## After connecting the stockings to her black leather strapless bustier and pulling on her stiletto heeled black boots Evie turned to Alyssa, appraised how enticing and erotic she appeared in the red fly-away baby-doll. "Dave's going to have a heart attack when he sees you," Evie smiled. "I'm glad you found those red strappy high heeled sandals, they really make your legs and ass tight." Alyssa blushed. As they waited Dave's arrival she couldn't help think, This is so hot, wild and kinky. I wonder what she'd think if she knew I've fallen in love with her husband. For me it's not just sex any more. I want to be as closely connected to him as possible in a loving and beautiful way. I'm amazed it happened so quickly. She reminded herself to keep her secret internalized so she wouldn't be the object of Evie's scorn. Staring at nothing in particular as her mind wondered she remembered Evie calling last night and inviting her to spend tonight with them. She'd tried not to sound too eager as she'd said yes but Alyssa's heart was filled with anticipation and joy. Though she'd enjoyed sex with them before tonight it would be the first time to stay the night and sleep with them in their bed. She couldn't have been happier to receive the invitation. Since she'd met him, Dave had filled her dreams and thoughts. Several times her mother, Jenna, had described that she'd fallen in love with her biological father when they were students in college. What her mother described wasn't like this at all. Her mother and father were good friends long before she realized that she loved him. By then it was too late, he was engaged and madly in love with another woman. Jenna claimed that for the most part true love is a gradual dawning that takes place over many months, even taking as much as a year or more of getting to know each other. When her mother had fallen in love with her step-father, she said it was a process that had taken nearly a year. Jenna claimed that normally anything that happens quickly was more infatuation or just plain lust. Alyssa argued that the contrary was possible. By recalling how quickly her father had fallen in love with the woman he married, Jenna did concede it was possible, but still maintained it was rare. Apparently from what her mother said her father was engaged within eight weeks after his first date with the woman he married. Alyssa and her twin brother didn't know their father's name or whereabouts because Jenna refused to identify him saying that nothing would be gained other than satisfying her curiosity. She'd never seen a picture of him and knew little other than her mother once saying she had her father's eyes, nose and chin as well as his light scattered freckles across the bridge of her nose and upper cheeks, and that her brother had their father's build and smile. Jenna remained silent trying to picture how he could look today, graying with a pronounced belly. She was satisfied with her mother's position on her father at least she was until she'd moved to St. Louis. Years ago Albert, 'Bert' her twin brother, managed to learn from an aunt that their father had grown up in central Illinois and that in 1987 he was hired as a project manager in the Peoria office of a national construction firm. In the first two months after she arrived in St. Louis she drove three times to Peoria on a Friday morning. Each time she sat outside some large construction firms looking for men who were of the right age and had features similar to her and her brother. Using her 100-300 zoom lens she took hundreds of pictures of possible men. She couldn't explain it but her intuition told her she was going to meet her father. Carefully she looked through the pictures. She identified four possible men and then sought to learn their names and what colleges they attended. She had learned two names but neither attended the college her mother attended. Though disappointed she was hopeful that one of the other two would be a good lead. In the last two months she had done nothing more on her little project, and now it didn't seem to matter because she was a woman in love. Yes, she was in love and she knew it was definitely love, but she had two problems. First she was in love with a man who was happily married. Second, she was beginning to realize that she loved Dave's wife too because Evie had also been creeping into her dreams and fantasies. There was something about this couple that drew her like a moth to a flame. Alyssa knew she was probably headed for heartache and disappointment. Yet she rationalized that the journey would outweigh the pain and loss she could eventually face, at least that's what she dearly hoped and told herself. "Alyssa, are you alright? You look like you're miles away," Evie gently enquired lightly touching her shoulder and placing a light kiss on the back of her neck. "I'm fine. I was wondering if I'd ever meet my father. I wonder what he looks like." Though Evie knew some of her story, she retold it and explained more of her background and that she knew he worked in construction. As she talked, Evie who was three inches taller than her, held her from behind in a manner that comforted and assured her she was loved and appreciated by both her and her husband. Evie even sincerely said that she was welcome to consider herself as part of their family. Alyssa smiled as she turned in Evie's arms. Before she could finish and tell Evie what college her parents attended, they heard the garage door open. Evie smiled, hugged, kissed her young friend and quickly pinched her nipples, "Well, let's say you're more than just family." Helping to smooth out Alyssa's red baby-doll they heard Dave call out. Giving Alyssa a playful smile she called loudly, "Honey, I'm upstairs." As they heard him move up the stairs, Evie moved beside Alyssa and quietly said, "Well, girl, it's time to have some fun." With surprise etched across his face, Dave stood in the double doorway smiling appreciatively at his wife and Alyssa. Though he pushed the doors closed as he walked further into the room they both rebounded and didn't latch fully closed. He glanced back but didn't care to return three steps to complete their closing as the girls were out for the evening at their eldest sister's condo. His eyes moved from one face to the other. Evie winked as their eyes connected. Then his eyes moved slowly down Alyssa's body, from her head to her lovely feet in the red sandals. Her ample bosom was seen teasingly under the semi transparent fabric. There was no dark spot in the crotch of her panties, so she's shaved since last week he thought. He gazed lovingly and lustfully at his wife attired in one of their favorite bustiers. Wearing that bustier signaled him that this was her night and she was in charge. She hadn't put on her long black silk gloves which also signaled that she was in dominatrix mode. Her control was going be more subtle tonight. Her being in control was fine by him, he was going to be enjoying the delights of two women this evening. Evie moved behind Alyssa. From behind Evie hugged her around her waist as her face lowered, pushed through Alyssa's bleached blond hair and lightly kissed her neck. As she continued to kiss her young friend's neck Alyssa sighed. She sighed again as Evie's hands moved slowly upward to grasp her breasts. Evie lightly squeezed her lover's full ripe tits through the semi-transparent material. As husband's and wife's eyes focused on the other's Alyssa's head was resting against Evie's shoulder and turned seeking a kiss. Evie's eyes sparkled at her husband before she granted the young woman her desire. Alyssa moaned into the older woman's mouth as her breasts were fondled with increasingly eager fingers. As he watched the two women kissing he unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders. With a final admiring stare, Dave stepped towards the two gorgeous barely clothed females, being careful not to intrude, not wanting to interrupt the kisses. He could wait. When the two women broke their kiss, they giggled as they looked at him. Again they giggled with delight as both their eyes took in his firm package that wanted to break free from its denim prison. Dave stepped forward three more steps. While embracing Alyssa, her full chest flattened against his broad firm chest as he leaned over her right shoulder to kiss his wife. He felt her hands move from Alyssa's breasts. Evie smiled and took a step back as she watched her husband kiss the young woman tenderly at first and then with a growing passion. Soon his hands wandered over the young woman's ass, her sides and then over her delectable breasts. The older woman laughed quietly as the younger's hips danced against her husband. Alyssa was so excited and eager that Evie wondered if Alyssa was trying to rub her way through to that hard cock underneath the denim. Surprised gasps came from Dave and Evie when Alyssa suddenly dropped to her knees, quickly unfastened his belt, unsnapped his blue jeans, unzipped and dragged them hungrily to his ankles. She was delighted that he stepped out of them in his own accord. Then she was momentarily caught off guard when she raised her eyes. She laughed at what she saw in front of her. The tip of his cock along with an inch and half of his shaft appeared from above the waistband, the waistband of red panties was embroidered with "All for you" in black thread. Any Chance We Could Ch. 43 Dave was a little embarrassed. The panties were purchased the prior afternoon by his wife. He put them on that morning thinking he and his wife would be spending a quiet romantic night alone. Other than Gloria and Joy, there was only one other woman who knew his wife occasionally dressed him in panties. His embarrassment quickly subsided when he guessed that Evie was signaling a willingness to have Alyssa as more than an intermittent lover. As Evie knelt and joined Alyssa she quietly reminded her, "I told you I had a surprise for you. I had him wear them this morning. Sometimes I have my husband wear something like this for a special occasion." As her finger tips moved over the silky panties and the bulge, without looking at Evie but addressing her Alyssa grinned, "I love it. It's, it's...so delightfully erotic." "It's that," she replied. "I bought them yesterday just for tonight." Rubbing her hand along the younger's back she added, "The message was picked just for you." Alyssa turned her head smiled and leaned forward to kiss her lover. "Thank you," she said with a glow. "You can keep them as a memento. Go ahead and reveal your prize.... Now, isn't that lovely?" Evie cooed as Alyssa pulled down the panties and her husband's erection sprang upward. Both women gazed with desire at his quivering package moving by his rapidly increasing pulse. With the two kneeling women appreciating his handsome manhood, the sexual energy in the room stepped up a level. Alyssa's right hand reached out to grasp his shaft. Slowly she stroked it which brought a soft groan of pleasure from him. As he looked down, two smiling faces looked up almost at the same moment. He noticed though his wife's nipples were not as prominent as Alyssa's, nonetheless hers too stood out declaring the state of her arousal. When Evie's hand moved towards the hard cock in front of her, Alyssa moved hers away. His wife stroked him lightly for a few seconds before she licked his tip, then swirled his crown several times with her tongue. Her mouth engulfed his head and then slid along the shaft four times before withdrawing. Pointing it towards Alyssa with one hand, her other moved behind the blonde's head to guide her forward. After several minutes of being pleasured by Alyssa, at a signal from his wife Dave picked their lover up and carried her to their king sized bed. The light green comforter and green sheets had already been pulled down. Alyssa's hands explored his well defined shoulders, chest and upper arms before he gently placed her in the center of the bed. He lay beside her and began to kiss her. As she watched the heated kisses Evie moved to the other side of the bed where she knelt watching the kisses and the mutual moaning. Since he'd never kissed any woman other than her and their four daughters with anything approaching such passion, the intensity of her husband's kisses confirmed for Evie that she was correct in her assessment. Her husband did have unspoken feelings for the sexy interior decorator. He may not recognize consciously how he felt about Alyssa but nonetheless it was there. Evie wasn't complaining, nor did she feel jealous. She'd admitted on Saturday that she had feelings for the young woman, feelings that were deepening each time they were together. Evie came to this realization as she had tweaked a well known statement from one of the permanent pastor's published sermons that she was using the next day in her own sermon. The statement challenged the congregants to think about who besides their family they loved and would sacrifice their time and wealth to assist. Alyssa's name and face immediately came to her mind. That was the moment she admitted that she loved this young woman and wanted to love her even more than she already did. She smiled as she recalled her awareness and acceptance that her husband's loving Alyssa did not diminish his love for her. If anything, his love for the young woman may have expanded his love for her. Besides she rationalized, they look good together. Other than a youthful touch of insecurity, her personality is much like his. They make a cute couple. I can see the overreaction and the screaming of the twins now when we tell them, 'guess what girls? Your mom and dad not only love each other but we also love another woman who'll be staying the night several nights each week. Well, what will be, will be, and we'll just have to handle it all then. As I said in the sermon, we must be more open to following our hearts." His mouth kissed a trail towards her thinly covered breasts. He kissed her breasts through the red nylon covering them. Using only his teeth he pulled the fabric to the side and below one breast and then the other. He laved the furthest breast with kisses and licks for over a minute before raising his head, looked at his wife, smiled his message and then moved to the nearest breast. With his invitation, his wife lay beside the young woman, leaned over and kissed her. Before she kissed her again, Evie pushed the hair from Alyssa's face, "We love you my dear." Alyssa's face glowed but she looked up into Dave's face seeking confirmation. "Yes, we both do," he nodded with an emphasis upon both. With that said Alyssa's hand drew Evie's face towards her. As the two ladies kissed with loving fervor Evie's heart leapt. She did love this young woman. Her heart felt alive and excited. Yes indeed, love was definitively what she felt and she was not troubled in the slightest. She often spoke of romantic intimate love being expansive, much like a balloon, able to expand to include another without diminishing the love one has for another. She had somewhat experienced this dynamic in the past with Carol but it never fully developed for various reasons, including fear on her part as well as Carol's stated love for Veronica. Now her heart shouted for joy. What she taught was no longer theory but a personal experience, and not only that but her feelings for Veronica were also moving in the same direction which if returned would make all their lives most interesting indeed. Her mind was now awash with a series of such thoughts. The intensity of the kiss left both women breathless. To cover her momentary awkwardness Evie moved her head besides her husband where she attacked with zeal the vacant breast. Alyssa's body and heart were overwhelming her brain with synapses. Two lovers were making love to her, filling her body with satisfaction, mouths exploring her breasts, one set of fingers pleasuring her along the outside and then inside of her pussy while another set moved between lightly dancing along her lower stomach and flicking and rubbing her clit. Not only has she lost track of whose fingers were whose but she didn't care. Alyssa was not only being well pleasured by a man, but she was being well pleasured by a man and woman who she'd come to adore and love. Alyssa's moans and repeated cries of "yes" and "oohh" filled the room. Moments later her hips started to rotate and verbalizations grew more intense. Encouraged, her lovers pressed forward with greater intensity to play with her clit, pussy and breasts. Suddenly she screamed out in ecstasy. None of the three were concerned that her scream was more than loud enough to carry well beyond the master bedroom to where two young ladies were sitting across the hallway by their bedroom door. Abigail and Samantha had returned much earlier than expected from visiting their eldest sister who they'd approached to help coach a select softball team they wanted to form next March for an elite league. Joy was open to the idea only if they would find one or two other coaches. At first they were disappointed, but then realized that Joy had said yes with a condition and all they needed to do was find at least one other coach. When Joy and Keith said they had to run to a party the girls were disappointed to have to leave so early but arriving home to the sounds emanating from the master bedroom as they climbed the stairs had vanquished their disappointment. Their parents didn't hide the fact that they enjoyed a vigorous sex life so the twins often heard their parents make love. Occasionally, when their parent's weren't sharing their bed with Gloria or Carol, or Joy and Keith, they'd slept cuddled with them, intimately touching and being touched. As they climbed the stairs the squealing was higher pitched than their mother's which meant their parents had a guest. They knew about their parent's being in the lifestyle, but other than their sisters and Keith, and Carol's visit for a night or two every month or so, no activity took place in their home. Even before they noticed the double doors were partly open, from the pitch of the voice they knew the woman was not Carol or Gloria, and it was certainly not Joy who they'd just left ten minutes before. Reaching the top of the stairs the twins looked at each other and softly giggled. Whoever she was, she was very vocal, sounded like a fun lover and she had to be special for her to with them in their home. Their eyes widened as they noticed the partly opened doors. At first they stood by their room watching and then they sat on the floor. What they were hearing and seeing only made them long even more for December 31st to arrive. What they saw between their father's legs both excited them and brought a little fear wondering how they could ever fit such a male thing in them. Alyssa's climax had barely washed over her when she aggressively pushed Dave onto his back. She pushed the red see-thru panties down and he kicked them off his legs. Looking from him to Evie with a playful look she straddled him. With lust in her eyes she said to his wife, "You said, it's all for me." "Both he and his cock are yours tonight my love," Evie smiled as she shifted her position. Reaching between Alyssa's legs, Evie took her husband's cock in a gentle grasp, and lowered her head to the side of his stomach where she could watch the union occur. Evie drew his cock upward. Alyssa's hips lowered a little until the lips of her vagina met the tip of his cock. As Evie moved the cockhead along the length of Alyssa's swollen lips she noticed that the young woman was not just wet, but she was oozing. With her being more than ready Evie positioned him at the center of her opening. She stared with rapt attention as the young woman's lips slowly parted and her husband's cockhead was engulfed and then disappeared within the folds. As Alyssa slowly descended more and more of her husband's shaft was devoured. She had seen her husband enter other women many times, but rarely was she this close and never was she as caught up in the sight as she was at this moment. She wondered if her rapt attention and excitement at watching their joining was a result of love rather than lustful passion. When Alyssa groaned with him lodged against the lips of her cervix, Evie quietly groaned with her. The young woman was fully impaled on him and the elder woman grinned knowing the wonderful experience and feeling her lover was enjoying. Before her eager eyes, for a good five minutes Evie watched the decorator making love to her husband. Alyssa's pace repeatedly quickened and then slowed. Her love filled eyes kept watching his and then looking down into Evie's. Her flyway baby-doll that was hooked below her breasts danced here and there as she fucked him. Her movements varied; sometimes straight up and down, then she would pause with him deep her and start to rotate her hips, sometimes she wiggled around as she moved up and down. All the while the man who was being thoroughly pleasured and she kept from climaxing by her judicious pauses had one hand, sometimes two, playing with his lover's large dancing breasts. Clearly she enjoyed the ride and Evie enjoyed being a close observer. After watching from her close vantage point, Evie slid off her sheer panties, flung them to the left and straddled her husband's face. She too was wet and moaned with relief as Dave's tongue slid along her pussy. She pulled down on the leather that partly covered her breasts and pulled them free. As her husband pleasured her by sucking her lips and clit, Evie leaned forward. Through hooded eyes Alyssa watched Evie face her, straddle her husband, pull her tits free and pinch her nipples several times. She smiled as her lover leaned into her for a kiss. She leaned forward herself. As they kissed and kissed, feeling the eroticism and the excitement of fucking the husband while kissing the straddled wife Alyssa's hips undulated up and down, back and forth with a greater urgency. Evie's hands caressed her large pliable breasts. Alyssa was already close to coming for a third time in the evening. She moved frantically to come again. Less than a minute later she groaned and screamed into Evie's mouth and gasped for air, a good portion of it coming from Evie's mouth, as a breathtaking orgasm washed through her body. For two nights Dave's wife hadn't allowed him to shoot off. She teased him and last night brought him close twice. Now he knew why. Evie wanted him to be more enthusiastic and go off quicker than normal, and then recharge for another round or two. His heart was racing. Dave was keen to come as the two women kept riding him. He was ready to come but he had to do something first, make his wife come. To Evie's delight with renewed vigor he repeatedly alternated between sucking her pussy lips and clit. He'd already done a fine job with his tongue when they first met, but now under her tutelage he was much more highly skilled. Though already well along the path to her climax, his increased intensity drove her closer. Then he inserted two fingers inside her and wiggled them driving her even higher. She moaned and her breathing became shallow. She needed to come. Alyssa sensing what was happening slowed her attack upon her lover's manhood. She dropped her head to Evie's breasts. With one hand she tugged and pinched the nipple on the breast that had a nipple ring while she aggressively used her mouth to pleasure the other that had no ring. In a gentle rhythm Alyssa kept her hips moving not only to allow him to focus upon pleasuring his wife but also to allow her to be able latch on her lover's smaller tits. Still her head bobbed slightly as her lover wiggled her hips over Dave's face. When she moved her mouth from Evie's right nipple to the left she carefully avoided catching Evie's nipple ring in her mouth. That didn't keep her from flicking the nipple and the ring repeatedly with her tongue which brought a shudder of pleasure from Evie. Not long after Evie's breathing grew even shallower. Then she bellowed out at the top her lungs, "Ohhh my, oohhh yesss!" Her hips pushed her crotch down forcibly on his face. As he sucked hard on her clit, the force of her rocking pushed the tip of his nose into the one end of wetted crevice. Warm air heavily scented with her aroma filled his nostrils. Starting at her asshole, the gentle climax flowed through her nipples and out through her legs and chest. Well sated the sensuous woman collapsed to the side. Pushing hair off her sweat filled brow and face Evie smiled at Dave, "It's your turn my love." She rolled onto her side, propped herself up on her left arm and kissed her husband tenderly, lovingly. Already Alyssa had been moving with increased energy atop him but with Evie's statement she took her movements up a notch and seconds later again still higher. Now she rode his hard shaft like a woman possessed, wild and unleashed, pulling almost all the way off him before driving forcefully downward. She cried out again and again for him to fuck her silly. In response, Dave thrust upward each time she drove downward. Each let out bursts of air as she took his full length deep within her. Both their breathing became more labored and irregular as they drove each other towards what they eagerly sought, a mutual release. Dave was not quite there yet when Alyssa started to scream loudly. Her body started to shake. He noticed her lower stomach muscles were quivering, a sign that suggested she was having a powerful climax. Her chest and face glistened with sweat. Her climax did not just hit and dissipate; it seemed to keep going on and on, either as one long intense climax or a series of orgasms occurring in quick succession. Later Alyssa would laugh that she didn't know at the time what it was but it had been a glorious experience she wanted to repeat again and again. As she was coming, her vaginal muscles gripped him. She clearly was not as skilled or as strong in gripping him as his wife but it was still very pleasurable. Her youthful tightness was enthralling and he was not about to complain. He was about to come along with her. She had drawn him lovingly to this point. He saw it in her face. For the last several minutes, whether looking at her large swaying tits, or at their joining or even to his side where his wife lay forgotten, his eyes remained unfocused. Now his eyes focused upon Alyssa's sweet face. Her hair was tousled and a mess, her face was dripping sweat, but she looked so ravishingly beautiful as she climaxed. Her blue eyes sparkled at him, her lovely thin lips smiled when she wasn't gasping for breath or screaming out "ohhh fuck," or "ohhh gawd" or "ohhhh myyyy." The sweat seemed to make her face and breasts shine even more brightly. What is it with some women that makes them look so beautiful when they're in the throes of a powerful climax, Dave wondered. Evie looked so beautiful and feminine when she came. He'd seen it with Debra, his first wife. Debra not only looked gorgeous when she came, she also looked so beautiful in the midst of giving birth to Abigail and Samantha. He was seeing the same with Alyssa. While Dave was fascinated to the why, the question was pushed aside for another day as he felt the unmistakable stirring in his groin. "I'm coming," he growled loudly. He thrust up more quickly now. With equal volume Alyssa urged him, "Fill me. I want it all." From the side, watching the erotic dance come to its climax Evie felt compelled to touch Alyssa's belly and slide her hand down to play with the woman's clit. Evie noticed how the two had been looking at each other, not only with longing but also with love. Yesterday afternoon when she stopped at the boutique she was mainly following her intuition as she bought Alyssa's baby-doll and his panties. She could not fully articulate why she felt so calm, but she felt comfortable with the young woman having a special place in their lives and to have her become part of their family in some fashion. Seeing the look in their blue eyes, and honestly knowing her own heart and feelings, Evie knew her intuition was right. They both loved Alyssa and she them. Seconds after Evie started to move two fingers back and forth across the young woman's clit, Dave came and kept coming. With her hands resting against his chest, Alyssa thrust down, held him fully in her depths as he shot his sperm into her cervix and the inner most reaches of her womanhood. As Dave came he cried, "I love you." The moment he said it he chastised himself under his breath for saying it. He didn't want Evie to be jealous of Alyssa. Both women knew the comment was directed towards Alyssa. Alyssa knew she shouldn't respond even though her heart wanted to reply in kind. A half minute later, when they both finished coming, being mindful of Evie's feelings and that she was with Evie's husband, Alyssa started to move. Before she raised her hips much more than an inch Evie put her hand on her back and smiled, "Keep him in you. Let him soften and come out on his own." She then guided the young woman to rest on Dave's chest and allow him to embrace her. As Dave embraced Alyssa in his muscled arms and against his firm chest, Alyssa cooed her satisfaction. Any Chance We Could Ch. 43 Evie sensed the awkwardness created by Dave's statement. While it was uttered in the heat of passion and he could later explain what he meant her when they'd talk about the night, she knew it was uttered from his heart and directed to the young designer. Depending on how it was viewed, one of her husband's character flaws was that in the heat of passion he was less guarded about his feelings. When they dated, she had fallen for him quickly and he her. Yet he was slow to say that he loved her fearing she'd take it as a ploy to get into her panties. The first time he cried that he loved her was in the midst of a passionate moment. From the tears in the corner of his eyes she knew that not only did he mean it and not part of an expression of euphoria, but he did love her from the depths of his being. Now he had done the same thing with Alyssa. He had never expressed the same with any other woman. With an unspoken elephant in the room, Evie believed it was good to have it out in the open. It was her marriage and her bedroom. She needed to take charge quickly in order to keep the elephant from charging. She started the process when Alyssa started to pull off. Normally in the lifestyle, rarely did a woman and man remain coupled. While they may lie with and play with each other, remaining intimately connected rarely occurred for not much more than a half minute or so after they finished. Though Alyssa would not understand what she did, her husband understood. Cuddling against the two united lovers was another signal of her acceptance of her husband's feelings for Alyssa. It was more than just a signal to them but it was also something she desired to do for herself. Evie loved them and needed to embrace them and by doing so, express her love to them. Her hand lightly moved back and forth across the younger woman's back before settling on her nearest upper thigh. The wife raised her head, lowered her lips to her husband's. Using her lover's pet name for him she grinned after the short kiss, "I love you Blue Eyes." "I love you too my horny sexy prof," he smiled back. "Oh today it's 'my horny sexy prof,'" she kidded him. Looking at Alyssa she explained, "He rarely says that. It's normally, 'my horny sexy reverend.'" She shifted slightly and turned Alyssa's head upwards and towards her more. She moved her head forward as Alyssa's moved slightly towards hers for a short kiss. "I love you Alyssa, my blue eyed pet." "I love you too my sexy horny reverend," Alyssa giggled. "And I mean it. I can't believe how it happened, or how it happened so quickly. I love you both." "Love is like that," Evie replied looking first at Alyssa than to Dave. "Often love comes gradually, but as Dave and I know, it can come swiftly and powerfully to those who are open to it and who are naturally generous, caring people." Dave was still partly hard and resting inside Alyssa when she wiggled her hips. "Just trying to keep you inside me," she giggled as her blue eyes looked into his. Leaning up, reaching over the woman's ass, then between her legs. "It feels like he belongs there doesn't it," Evie smiled as she rubbed lightly along where they were joined. Alyssa nodded. "While we'll talk about it more later, I..." she paused to look at her husband, "...we hope you'll become part of our family in some way." Dave nodded. "I like that idea," the blond replied just as Dave's cock was withdrawing on its own. "Thursday Dave leaves for his association's annual meeting and banquet. He won't be home until early Saturday afternoon. Are you interested in having two ladies' only nights?" Moving off Dave, and discarding the top of her baby-doll she answered, "That would be lovely my sexy reverend." She turned to Dave, grinned and teased him, "So we'll play while our baby is all alone in a hotel room." "He'll not be alone," Evie smiled as her hand lightly touched his softened and still wetted cock. "Oh?" "He's taking Corrine Peters with him. Though we talked on the phone twice, I've yet to meet her," she explained removing her hand. "Dave's allowed to play with my permission." "And who is Corrine Peters? Should I be jealous?" she teased as her hands lightly moved across his deflated cock. After explaining that Corrine was Mary Claire's mother, Dave laughed, "Maybe you'll have so much fun you'll persuade Evie to tell you my favorite boudoir name for her." "It's not 'my sexy reverend?'" "No, but I'll give you a clue." He looked at his wife who nodded, "Evie and I are James Bond fans and it is the name of a Bond character." "I'm intrigued. My brother Bert is a Bond fan too and has every movie. I think I've seen every one a dozen times or more," she laughed. "Let's see, there's ... ." "We'll talk while he's away," she said cutting her young lover off. As she kissed Alyssa on her forehead Evie grinned, "We will need to find a pet name as well as a boudoir pet name for you too." Her hand moved across the well juiced cock and lowered her head. Before taking the partly erect cock in her mouth she added, "But right now I want to suck this cock back to life so my husband can make love to you again." Licking the side of her husband's shaft, within seconds Evie knew she loved what she tasted. What a delectable combination. I love how she tastes, a little tangy but delightfully so. Before filling her mouth with his shaft, her tongue reached forth to lick up a dollop of their combined juices that had emerged from the young woman who lay on the other side watching her grooming and restorative work. After taking a lick of the come Evie's fingers scooped up most of the remainder. As she raised her head, she looked at the younger woman and as two sets of eyes watched her, she slowly spread what was on her fingers over her lips. When well coated Evie leaned over to allow Alyssa to taste the come as the two women kissed. Alyssa's soft moan brought a similar response from Evie. After sucking her husband's shaft for about ten minutes Dave was fully revived. Being taken twice into her throat and held there for several seconds put the finishing touches in preparing him to make love once more to the young woman. When Dave offered to crawl between his wife's legs she shook her head and told him to make love to their newest lover. Not only did she encourage him verbally but she also guided his hard cock into Alyssa's well prepared and ready pussy. While she watched Dave and Alyssa make love again Evie lightly caressed both her lovers. At times she kissed him. At other moments she kissed her. Sometimes when he raised up on his arms over his lover, the mature woman would suckle the young woman's luscious breasts. Their pace kept changing with neither in a hurry to complete their coupling. Eventually Evie pushed her husband off the young woman. She was not jealous, nor did she want to rush them to their conclusion. Rather, she needed to have her husband inside her for a few minutes. Dave moved between Evie's spread thighs. She moaned as she welcomed him home. Entering her he dropped his head to lick and nip her exposed breasts, first the left tit and then her right. He slowly sawed back and forth within her as he enjoyed her breasts. He raised his head and fucked her with greater urgency as he looked into her eyes. Then he slowed, leaned down and kissed her. As they made love Alyssa's mouth, hands and fingers played with their bodies. Her hand moved over the leather of her black bustier and her breasts as Evie came gently. Though Evie climaxed, they kept going, kissing as much as their movements permitted. Alyssa was enjoying watching them make love and gently touching and playing with their bodies as they did. Evie's breathing was already becoming even more labored when Dave raised up and lifted his wife's legs to his shoulders. Alyssa once again latched on to her breasts while her fingers energetically rubbed her lover's clit. The renewed oral ministration on her breasts and the fingers moving rapidly across her clit was all the extra stimulation Evie needed to drive her towards a second more powerful orgasm. Though she was a quieter screamer, given Alyssa's earlier boisterous screaming, as well as the energy and passion of the evening, Evie screamed far louder than was her habit. "Ohhh yeesss. Keep fucking me you horny stud. Suck harder Honey Rider, yes that's it dear." A couple thrusts later brought a new string, "Ooohh fuck me. That's it fuck your slut shitless you fucking animal." She gasped for air and gasped again as she came with her arms and legs holding him tight between her thighs. Across the hallway shrouded in darkness the twins were still seated by their door. They glanced at each other when their stepmother screamed. Evie's coarse language somewhat shocked them but they weren't offended. Rather they liked the idea of their mother's colorful language as she was fucked hard by their father. The twins smiled but their eyes quickly turned back as they quickly returned to watching the action through the six inch gap. Dave had been close until his wife held him so tightly with her arms and legs that he couldn't move. He would have loved to finish off in her but his wife thought otherwise. When her breathing returned she tapped her husband on the back. He pulled out of her as she slid up to rest her back against the backboard. Then she directed Alyssa to get onto her hands and knees between her legs. Alyssa knew what her lover wanted and needing no further encouragement pushed her hips into the air as her head lowered towards Evie's pussy. Less than two weeks ago she'd had her first experience with a woman. She was curious and tentative then. She was no longer tentative. She wanted to pleasure one lover as she got fucked by the other. She wanted nothing less than to show in an intimate manner that she loved them and had surrendered her heart and body to them. Her tongue was still not very talented but Evie was pleased with what she was doing in love as well as with her eagerness to learn. As she laved her lover's pussy, her male lover was pounding into her from behind. At first his thrusting was gentle and she was able to give attention to the luscious pussy before her, but then as his pace quickened, his pounding became more forceful. She found it more difficult to give her attention to what Evie desired. In less than a minute she had given up trying to lick and suck her lover's sumptuous pussy and rested her head against Evie's thigh and pussy. Knowing what Alyssa was experiencing, she looked from the young woman to her husband, "Fuck her hard. Pound her hard my husband and make our lover come." Dave did just that to the delight of both women, Alyssa because of what his fucking was doing to her, and Evie because she was enjoying how he was pleasing the woman whose head was now resting against her lower belly and thighs. He was driving into her vigorously. Alyssa came. Yet he still kept pounding. She didn't know if she could take much more but was determined she'd keep going until her muscles gave out or she fell unconscious. Her head was dizzy and her body was wracked with pleasure as Evie slid down a foot and drew her further forward. It took some effort but Alyssa moved her arms and legs to allow her to position herself directly over her lover's body. As Dave adjusted, her chest collapsed on her lover's chest, pressing their breasts together. Evie's hands went around Alyssa's head. Between her gasps their lips locked. As they lovingly kissed Dave continued to thrust into Alyssa. He had never seen his wife be so loving and passionate with anyone, let alone another woman. It was highly arousing to think that his wife was in love with the same woman he loved. While his head couldn't comprehend where their love and passion would take them, his sperm stirred and shot forth into their new lover. As his hot sperm once again filled Alyssa, her body responded with another orgasm shooting from her pussy out, wracking her body and absorbing what little energy remained. Seconds later while still being embraced and with Dave still in her, she dropped exhausted on Evie and nestled her head on the same pillow as Evie. Though Alyssa was overwhelmed with a flood of sensations and thoughts, the dominant one was how at peace and as one she felt with this couple. Not more than two minutes later, Evie kissed the side of a sleeping Alyssa's face and chin. Dave had dropped to the side moments ago. She grinned about what she'd called her lover earlier. In the heat of the moment she discovered the boudoir name for her sweet highly energetic lover. As she looked at the sleeping Alyssa, Evie noticed her husband too was sound asleep. The two bedside lights were still on but she wasn't going to move Alyssa from resting on her. She was able to pull a sheet over them but was unable to reach the comforter. Thank goodness I remembered to turn up the heat, she told herself. As she too closed her eyes, she felt a dollop of come land on the top of her pussy that started to run down through and around her swollen lips. So fitting she smiled inwardly as she too drifted towards sleep. Across the hallway, behind a closed door two young women held each other. They weren't ignorant about sex. They'd been through the sex education classes, talked with their mother, read stories and watched the standard videos their mother provided for their viewing. Though they knew the mechanics, various positions and techniques, they still had much to learn. They knew sex was exciting and were aroused by the idea of becoming sexually active but they'd remained true to their dying mother who they promised that they'd wait until they were eighteen and even then that they'd give their virginity only to a special man who was worthy of their love. When Sam had had weak moments and wanted to chuck the whole vow thing, Abi was there to keep her faithful and Sam had been there in the same way for Abi. Their stepmother, who they called lovingly called Mom supported them in their vow and goal. She listened to them without judgment when they were tempted to or came close to breaking their vows to their deceased mother and with her support they'd maintained the vow. They greatly appreciated Evie for dearly accepting and loving them as much as any biological mother. She helped them to set parameters to help limit the chance of temptation, and promised that when they were ready to have full penetration sex she'd help them plan out their first encounters. Under Evie's tutelage they'd both learned to pleasure themselves as well as each other, so the pleasure of an orgasm was not unknown to them. Their parents frequently told them there was a great difference between making love and having sex. Evie recently granted them open access to her and her husband's adult DVD collection. She also gave them the names of some of the better erotic story sites on the web. They had watched a good number of DVDs and read stories frequently. While they had a general sense from some stories about the differences between having sex and making love, it was only after witnessing their parents and Alyssa did they now appreciate what it meant to make love. What they saw from their parents was more than arousing and stood in stark contrast to what they watched on the DVDs. They were now more certain that they wanted to make love the first time they had sex. After twenty minutes of talking about what they'd witnessed, Samantha walked over to her dresser drawers, stripped and put on a pink cami and red boy shorts. She often slept in this attire so Abigail didn't think much of her sister's activity until Sam opened their bedroom door. "Where are you going?" asked Abigail. "I don't know about you Abi, but I'm crawling into our parents' bed. I feel like holding them and sleeping with them and that woman. Whoever she is, she loves them and they her. So that is that," Abigail said to her sister. "Wait for me!" Sam did wait for her sister to put on an identical outfit. They quietly walked into the master bedroom. As they approached the bed Sam bent over and picked up red nylon panties with "All for you" embroidered on them. She held the panties up for her sister to see. Abi whispered, "Hers?" Sam shook her head pointed to another red pair to the side of the bed next to a black pair. Abi looked bewildered. Moving towards the bed Sam pointed to their father. Abi's eyes widened and whispered "Cool," as her sister nodded. The sisters adjusted the sheet and pulled the comforter up over the three sleeping figures and before turning off the lights, gently kissed their mother and father on their foreheads. With the lights turned off the young women crawled into bed to be on either side of their parents. Abi slid under the covers and cuddled against Evie and Sam cuddled against Dave. For all five individuals in the Hawks home November 5th would be remembered as a special and life transforming day. ## Max had just returned to the den fresh from his shower wearing clean jeans, a tee shirt and barefoot. Veronica had just stood and was leaving the den to get a glass of water. As she passed Max he extended his arm, putting it around her waist pulled her back against him. As she relaxed against him he gently put his hand on her breast, nuzzling her neck, "You are a very beautiful woman. Can you feel what you do to my cock?" "I can," she replied moving her ass against his erection. "What would you like to do with me?" "I didn't get any dessert this evening. Would you like to be my dessert?" replied Max softly into her ear. "Of course, here or in a bed?" cooed Veronica. "Here is fine," replied Max turning her in his arms and kissing her with an open mouth. Across the room, my hand involuntarily tightened in Ashley's bra as she pushed against me a bit more. She turned her head and quietly said, "God he's hot. Smooth too." Saying that Ashley's, hand moved to caress my hardening cock through my pants. "He is that and getting better. Cathleen wants to take him to Hedonism over New Year's. She'll probably do wonders for his technique and appreciation of what a woman wants," I sighed. "I guess Amy Anne did that for you," said Ashley. "Yeah, I guess she did. I really hadn't thought about it until I saw her again Thursday," I smiled. "On the other hand, your mother is teaching me so much more, to refine my techniques, to know when to be more gentle and when to be more eager, and to pay attention to subtle signals a woman is giving." Veronica led Max to the couch and they both sat in the middle. Carol and Katrina moved to the wingbacks and Mary Claire sat in my desk chair. After sitting, Max again took Veronica in his arms and while kissing her slowly moved his hand up the inside of her thigh under her skirt. After a few moments he moved his hand to her chest and put his hand inside her unbuttoned blouse. After gently pushing her bra cup down he leaned down and began to suck and tease her nipple with his teeth. She audibly sighed as he moved his hand back down between her legs. Max then raised his head and resumed kissing her. After a few moments, he said "You're wet." "I know," she purred. "I want you." Max released her from his arm and slid off the front edge of the couch to his knees. He reached both hands under her skirt and pulled her forward to the edge of the cushion. Unrushed he pulled her g-string down and off, then kissed the inside of each knee before gently pushing her legs further apart. As his mouth came closer to her weeping pussy he licked the inside of each thigh. By the time he was beginning to lick her slit that he'd spread open with his thumbs Veronica was in the throes of a soft orgasm. She relaxed back against her arms on the couch cushion. Either by accident or on purpose, Veronica's hand slid under Ashley's skirt and immediately her fingers found Ashley's pussy. With her fingers being wetted by her daughter's juices she lovingly looked up into her husband's eyes and face. The love for her she saw from him warmed her heart. There was not a hint of jealousy or concern. He loves me and really doesn't mind me enjoying other men, she joyfully told herself. Any Chance We Could Ch. 43 As Max continued to pleasure her, licking her clit and asshole and tongue fucking her, Veronica worked a finger into Ashley and was slowly finger fucking her. She closed her eyes and enjoyed feeling her daughter and the sensations Max was giving her. An image formed in her mind, of kneeling between two men with their hard cocks in her hands, repeatedly moving her mouth from one to another. There was another woman laying there with her pussy lips spread apart. She looked up into her husband's face and then guided him between the other woman's spread legs and seated him before she lay beside the woman. She pictured that Evie was the other woman, holding her hand as the second firm-chested, muscular man entered her. She wondered if the faceless man was Evie's husband or someone else. Max wet his finger in his mouth then in Veronica's pussy. He then slowly pushed it into her asshole. She grunted a little, her eyes opened, looked down at his youthful face, then she sighed deeply as he put another finger in her pussy. As he sucked on her clit she began bucking against his face and strongly came, whimpering, "Ooh, fuck, that's so nice, fuck, deeper in my ass you mother fucker, suck harder, ummm, yes." As she was coming she rammed her finger more deeply into Ashley causing her to come as I was kissing Ashley. I held Ashley tightly as she came down while watching Veronica passionately kiss Max whose face was glistening with her own juices. When she broke the kiss, she asked him, "Max, wanna fuck?" "Yes and no. I promised Beth that I'd fill her up with come tonight so Mom could clean her out. I'll take a rain check if you're willing," he replied with a hopeful look on his face. "Hmm, I've never been turned down before. But since there's always tomorrow, tell Beth she owes me. Also tell her that I said that you're the best young fucker I've ever had." After Veronica licked Max's face for a few minutes he went into the bathroom to finish the job and returned with a handful of dirty clothes and his jacket on. "Goodbye everyone. I hate to have to run, so many pussies, so little time," he chuckled. Carol grabbed him as he walked by, pulled his face down to her and kissed him, "Don't forget, I like to play too." "Count on me not to forget that, Carol." "Well, that was very nice. I'm horny handsome. I need a cock to fill me. Ashley get his cock out and move over a bit, please," said Veronica. Being the dutiful daughter, Ashley complied, taking me deeply into her mouth after pulling my cock out of my now unzipped pants. After five or six seconds she moved to the side giving her mother room to straddle me. Veronica impaled herself on my rigid member and began bouncing up and down. Veronica was so on edge from Max eating her that she promptly began to orgasm. Her orgasm started slowly, but as it built she began to move her hips from side to side as well as toward and away from me. Her breathing became more ragged and as she peaked cried, "Ohh fuck, I love you. I love sex, aaah God." Katrina walked toward us and kissed Veronica as she'd turned her head toward Katrina's touch on her cheek. "I get you next," Katrina softly said. In bed that night I fucked Mary Claire doggy as she ate Carol. Katrina and Veronica were beside us pleasuring each other in a sixty-nine while Ashley sat in a side chair playing with her breasts and pussy. Later Ashley had me eat and finger fuck her with the plug in her ass. I finished the night by making gentle sweet love to Veronica in the missionary position. "Max's finger felt different, nice different in my ass. Tomorrow you're gonna fuck my ass with your lovely cock," smiled Veronica as we held each other before falling asleep. I shook my head, "I'd rather take your anal virginity on our honeymoon." "So you want to do some virginal deflowering on our first night as man and wife. Then who am I to disappoint you. Your wish shall be my pleasure," she laughed. As sleep claimed us all, Veronica turned to me and said, "I love you. Life is good." I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but the chapters may sometimes be published further apart because of my day job. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. This chapter mentions Dave has a boudoir pet name for his wife, email me what you think would be a fitting Bond female pet name. Honey Rider is now taken. If Dave were to call Veronica a pet name, what do you think would suit her? Carol? Your continued high votes keep me encouraged that this has been time well spent. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd like especially to hear from any female readers. Any Chance We Could Ch. 44 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to fully appreciate this tale. Tuesday, November 6 I kinda woke up and felt my cock head being stroked. I was on my side with my face in blond hair. Veronica was stroking the head of my cock while holding it against her slightly spread and moist labia. She was slowly moving her hips. I glided my hand from her waist up to her breasts and grasped one of them. Hmmm, I thought, it feels fuller with her on her side. I loved being nestled against and holding the love of my life. As I felt my cock slide along her wet channel I started to gently move my hips forward to gain entry. Just then I heard her voice from a slight distance crying out, "Don't fuck your Dad." Oops what the hell was going on. I labored to get my eyes open and raised my head a bit just to hear Ashley say, "I won't, I'm just playing with him. God Mom, he feels good. I know why you can't keep him out of your pussy." Holding my arm in place she moaned, "Mmmm, keep squeezing Dad, your hand feels nice." I tried to roll away from Ashley but the body pressed against my back kept me in place. "Just enjoy us Dad, Ashley needs you to make her come," Katrina softly spoke in my ear. "Turn and face me sweetheart, I'll try to satisfy you," I said into her delightfully fragrant hair. After she turned over we kissed, one of these less than delightful morning breath kisses, but I didn't mind and she didn't pull away. Her lips were soft and moist. As my tongue explored her open mouth I moved my hand down her body to begin touching her clit and running my finger in her wetted slit. She spread her legs a bit to welcome my hand and fingers. I began to stroke in and out of her with one finger then another while keeping my thumb on her clit. "Suck my tits, Dad," she said breathlessly after breaking our kiss. She scooted up a bit and I did what a good dad is supposed to do. If a child asks for something reasonable, do it. As I was enjoying her luscious tits, moving from one nipple to another I moved my fingers to apply pressure to her asshole. I was thwarted by bumping into the wide base of a butt plug. As I more fully inserted my finger in her pussy I could feel the ridges on the plug with the back of my finger as I found her G-spot. Her breathing increased and she came with a loud, "God damn, that's what I wanted! I love you Dad, don't stop." I masturbated her for a few more minutes before she put her hand over mine to still my movement and told me she was now too sensitive. As she rolled onto her back I released her nipple from my mouth and sucked my finger after pulling it out of her pussy. After opening the drapes, Veronica stepped over to the side of the bed. She bent over and lovingly kissed Ashley deeply, "Good morning my love. Feel better?" "Ohh, what do you think?" she groaned. From my back Katrina said, "Get on your back and I'll blow you. It'll cost you though." "Yeah, I'll bet. Get on top of me and I'll say good morning by eating your delicious pussy. What made both of you so wanton this morning," I asked as Katrina straddled my face and leaned down taking my erection into her mouth. "We woke up this morning wanting you, simply that," said Ashley as I put my hands on Katrina's ass and pulled her glistening pussy to my mouth. I was licking her vagina and noticed that she too had a butt plug in. "Lover, lube my thumb and pull her plug out," I asked stretching my hand out to feel Veronica squeezing some cool KY on my thumb and spreading it. She then reached over Ashley and gently pulled Katrina's plug out and generously squeezed some into her relaxed and slightly open asshole. As I continued to tongue fuck her vagina I pushed my thumb into her ass and began stroking it in and out. I could feel her pleasured humming as she took my cock deeper into her mouth with each bob of her head. A minute later her pace increased and shortly I groaned, "Now, honey, now." I felt my balls tightening and began to pump into her mouth. She swallowed all that I gave her. Then as I softened she let me fall out of her month and laid her tits on my cock and upper thighs. She momentarily gyrated her hips and in short order came as well with her juices liberally coating my face. I stroked her asshole a few more times and slowly pulled my thumb out and felt someone wipe my thumb with a tissue. While she moved her hips from over my face she kept her chest over my cock. Then she took my soft cock, raised up a little and then moved my cockhead over one nipple than then the other, wiping the last of my release around her nipples. "And what nasty thought's on your mind," laughed Ashley. Before she replied we heard Carol's melodic voice, "Well girls, you certainly know how to start a day." "Carol and I already showered. Why don't the three of you use it now," said Veronica, smiling. As the three of us mutually washed I asked Ashley, "Did you sleep with that plug in?" "No, I put it in this morning. We both did when Mom and Carol got up. We wear them for fifteen to thirty minutes twice a day. Mary Claire we give you the surprise wake up. Did you enjoy it?" "Very much, what happened to her?" I asked. "After eating Mom she went downstairs to fix breakfast. Said she'd he'd like to fuck you, but you're always available so... ." laughed Katrina. Over breakfast, Carol remarked, "Given the way our daughters reacted this morning, you've got six or eight horny women in the house panting after you. No wonder Katrina calls you super stud." "So many pussies, so little time," I replied with a grin, "Max was right." Carol was dressed for work, less her jacket. Veronica was in a knee length pencil skirt and fitted silk blouse, tan stockings and light beige pumps. "Going somewhere special?" I asked. "Yes, with you and Lauren to the closing," she smiled. "Wonderful, every minute away from you is one that I can't ever replace," I said as I stood, put my arms around her kissing the back of her neck. "And a hopeless romantic, besides," sighed Carol. I made a mental note to myself to give Lauren a note instructing her to send Carol and Veronica a dozen roses this afternoon in my name. Mary Claire was in a short robe, low heeled slides, mussed hair, yet she still looked radiant. I told her that and she replied smiling, "It's love Dad. I love you like all these women. And I love Veronica and Carol too. I'm a woman in love." Katrina and Ashley were wearing spaghetti strapped tank tops, obviously without bras. When they stood to get dressed they were both wearing sheer to the waist pantyhose and three inch heeled slides. Both pair of pantyhose were sheer to the waist clearly showing their pussies. Noticing my look, Ashley put a hand on her hip, cocked it slightly spreading her legs, "We thought you might like this. It's not stockings, but close, huh?" "Close enough," I said. "Go ahead ask him," stage whispered Katrina to Ashley. After a few exchanges of "no, you" they both giggled and finally Ashley asked, "Would you do something for us, all the females?" "Sure whatever you want," I smiled. "Well, see the pantyhose we have on, you like them don't you?" asked Katrina. "Yes, of course," I smiled wondering where this was going. "You like them because you can see through them and because you like the way they feel to your touch. Right?" she continued. "Yes, to both. What's up?" I replied getting a bit impatient to get to a conclusion. Katrina looked at Ashley then cleared her throat and said, "Well, we'd like for you to wear pantyhose sometimes for us to enjoy your package and slide our hands up your legs as you do us. Also, we want to fondle your amazing cock through the nylon." "You want me to cross-dress?" I evenly asked. "No, not at all. Just wear pantyhose, preferably with no other underwear. With tee shirts or polo shirts. Will you do it?" Katrina asked rubbing her hand across my firm cock. "Sure, for you. All of you, anything you ask." I replied much to the surprise of Katrina and Ashley. Veronica spoke up, "I don't have any to fit you stud, or should I call you Joe Namath, but we can stop at Macy's on our way home from the closing. Any particular color or style?" she asked looking at Carol. "No, I don't know what's available get whatever you think is best," I honestly replied. "Wow, you're easy," smiled my daughter. "Will you wear some tonight?" "Whenever or wherever you, any of you wish," I replied. Lauren walked in the door shed her dark grey coat laying it over the back of a dining room chair and walking toward us in a light blue skirt suit with matching pumps and hose, she said, "I like the look Katrina, Ashley. You both look good enough to eat." "Anytime you've got the time, we're ready," smiled Katrina. "Looks like you just got up, she remarked to Mary Claire. It's a sexy look for you," she said smiling. As she took the offered cup of coffee, Lauren asked Veronica, "Are you going to the closing with us? It's at ten and we should probably leave at nine-thirty." "Yes, I am, I need to talk to Cheryl for a few minutes after she gets here, but nine-thirty sounds good," replied a smiling Veronica before she wrote 'agreed' beside Alyssa's recommendations for the kitchen's countertops, flooring and blinds. "I love that this is such a close family. You do everything together. Again thanks for making me feel a welcome part of it," she smiled at both of us. "We are close, but it's our bank account that affords us the luxury of taking time to be with one another and ample time to express our love and support for each other. Many other families are close and love each other but they're not able to take as much time as we because they're working so hard making ends meet," Veronica said. She's right, I thought. No doubt there are others who are in loving families but they don't have the opportunity to enjoy each other and life as much as us. At that moment I felt truly blessed to have such a family. "I never thought about it like that," Lauren said. Lauren stepped toward Ashley and tentatively put her arms around her. As Ashley moved into the embrace, Lauren slid her hands down Ashley's back and firmly caressed her ass cheeks. "Sorry, I just had to do that. Your ass is so fucking sexy," smiled Lauren. Unabashedly Ashley returned the kiss while returning the ass caress, saying as she broke the kiss, "Thanks, feel free anytime. You've got a nice ass too." As they stepped apart, Katrina teasingly interjected, "And mine is chopped liver?" Lauren turned and stepped to Katrina embraced her and grasped Katrina's ass saying, "Sorry, so many nice asses and titties, and only two hands." Katrina lightly kissed her and said, "This is a down payment for longer term mutual appreciation. Will you spend a night with my sister and me? Soon?" "I've got to ref tonight, but I'll be done by eight or eight thirty so if you want I can come back," Lauren replied. "It's a date, if we're not down here when you get here, come to our room," replied Ashley broadly grinning. Cheryl arrived just as the conversation between Katrina and Lauren ended. After hanging her long maroon coat on a hook in the closet she lightly kissed both me and Veronica. She was wearing a mid-thigh length skirt, a cotton button blouse with the top four buttons undone completely revealing a semi-sheer tan bra, obviously stockings and three inch pumps that matched her skirt. Noticing my admiring glance at her legs, she said, "I've got a longer skirt in the car if we have visitors, but there aren't any scheduled today." Looking at Lauren she said, "You've got a game scheduled for today, so you won't be here for dinner. And you're going to a closing at ten," she said looking at me. "Yes, Lauren and Veronica are going with me. Mary Claire you're welcome to come as well," I added. "I'd love to go. I hope I can get my hair dry in time." "You've got almost an hour, and since you'll shower alone, you can probably do it," laughed Carol. Almost an hour later we piled into my car and drove to the title company for the closing. Lauren had one of her ubiquitous red wallets with the tie-string around it. All three women were dressed in knee length skirts, stockings, heels, tailored blouses and wearing light knee length coats for the cool morning air. Amy Anne was walking up to the door as we pulled into the parking lot. She saw us, waved and stood waiting for us. We all lightly hugged her and cheek-touched, then we went in to find the closing agent. We were shown into a room with a round table. Shortly, Gretchen, our closer, came in with a very small sheaf of papers. After I introduced all of us to Gretchen she put the pile of paper in front of me, sat next to me and after handing me a blue ballpoint pen proceeded to explain each document before getting my signature. The process went rather quickly because there were no loan documents. When she presented the final closing statement, Lauren got the appropriate cashier's check out of her red folder and handed it to Gretchen. Gretchen examined the check and compared the amount of the check to the amount on the closing statement, then from a separate folder handed Amy Anne a check for $48,000 made payable to the real estate company and one to Veronica for $24,000 after asking to be sure that she was the buyer's agent. After asking for Veronica's driver's license and broker ID she excused herself to make copies and returned momentarily and put the copy in her file and returned the IDs to Veronica. The last thing she did was to hand me two sets of keys to #19,two garage openers, a book on the alarm system along with a paper-clipped sheet containing the current code. She then stood, shook each hand, gathered her papers and folders, then wished us a good day as she left the room. I handed all these to Lauren who put them in her red wallet. "That wasn't very complicated," remarked Mary Claire. "No, it wasn't. Cash deals usually aren't, but they're a rarity," explained Veronica. "Thanks for the business Scott. Have you made plans yet for Saturday?" asked Amy Anne. "No, just plan on starting after five and...," I said leaving the rest unspoken. On the way back to the car I noticed that the clear blue sky had been replaced by the some clouds and that the wind had become rather gusty. No sooner had I made that observation when a strong gust raised the skirts of the women. With cars passing nearby, instinctively all more or less fought to hold down their skirts. I still enjoyed the brief show with Mary Claire being the slowest to corral her flaired skirt. As we climbed into the car Veronica, who'd noticed Mary Claire's action smiled at me, "Did you enjoy the unexpected flash?" "Didn't you too?" I replied. She merely laughed. Mary Claire got out of the car with Veronica saying , "You can wait, we'll only be a few minutes, or you both can come in if you want to." "What are they shopping for?" Lauren asked me. "Pantyhose," I said. "I thought they always wore stockings," replied Lauren. "They're for your boss" I replied. "Veronica?" asked Lauren. "No, for me. Katrina and Ashley want me to wear them from time to time and of course I said I would." "Cool, I'll go with them. God you're a stud," she remarked as she opened the door and hurried after them. Thirty minutes later they returned with two large shopping bags and two smaller ones. "We kinda lost our heads, we got multiple pairs of every color they had. Even gave us a quantity discount. The smaller bags are jewelry for your gorgeous CPA," laughed Lauren. On the way home Veronica commented that she hadn't heard from Tram, but assumed he'd call her later in the week. "You guys are all going out Saturday night aren't you?" asked Lauren. "Yes, we kinda made plans with Amy Anne's family last Sunday. Mary Claire's going out with Gloria Graham. I'm taking Amy Anne and Sue somewhere. Tram's taking Veronica out. Carol hasn't said who she's taking yet, either Katrina or Ashley, or both. Would you like to be included, all expenses paid, then come back to our house between eleven or twelve for a bit of debauchery?" I asked. "Sure, sounds like a sexy evening, but I've got plans to be at Mom and Dad's for dinner and debauchery as well as breakfast Sunday morning. I do wonder if Max would want to 'date' me if the opportunity comes again in the future. I'm twelve years or so older, he may not even be interested," smiled Lauren. "Hells bells, Tram's more than twenty years younger than me and he's already said he'd like to seduce me. Can't hurt to ask," laughed Veronica. "Cathleen's my age and she wants to take Max to Hedonism over New Years. The kid's got a nice package and he's getting to be a better lover every time we fuck. Think about that age difference. It can't hurt to ask him." "Don't forget Lauren, usual Friday night routine at the country club. Be sure Cheryl gets a headcount and orders the limo, please," I added. I also quietly passed her the note I'd written about the flowers. She read it, including what to put on each card, and grinned. After walking in the door, Cheryl greeted us and pointed to a bouquet of flowers on the dining room table. "Those came for you Veronica." As she handed Lauren and me two sheets of paper she said, "This is a summary of what I was able to learn about the farm house next door. The owner was in process of putting it on the market but she died before finalizing everything. The youngest daughter who lives in Joplin wants to sell it on the open market but the son who's the executor and lives in Louisville wants it and the contents liquidated immediately in an auction. Another daughter who lives in San Diego supports the liquidation." "How in the world did you learn all that?" Veronica asked as she moved towards the flowers. Cheryl smiled, "A friend of a friend was able to connect me with the youngest daughter who was very willing to be less than discrete about family matters. I can see why her mother didn't trust her with handling her business. She was also in favor of the liquidation via an auction. The County property tax records appraise it at fifty thousand for the structure and at four hundred thousand for the land." Veronica finished walking over to the vase and after taking off her coat opened the small envelope addressed to her and read aloud from the card, "Pretty flowers for a gorgeous woman, looking forward to Saturday 'Tram'." "Ahh, the seduction begins. I guess I'd better get crackin' and order some for my dates," I laughed. As I headed to my office I motioned for Lauren to follow me and then told her to arrange for the flowers for Veronica and Carol to be sent tomorrow mid-morning rather than this afternoon. I explained I didn't want to make it look like I was competing with Tram by mine arriving on the same day. I asked her to make a note to talk to Carol and Veronica after our honeymoon to have fresh flowers delivered several times a week, and to stagger arrival times so some would arrive first thing in the morning and others mid-day and others late afternoon. "For each, order Amy Anne and Susan a box of chocolate dipped strawberries for tomorrow. Then something from Godiva for Friday. Saturday have a pair of gold hoop earrings delivered for each woman in the morning," I concluded. Mary Claire prepared a cold lunch tray and while eating our sandwiches and drinking hot beverages, I heard Lauren ask Cheryl if she minded if she asked Max out sometime. "I certainly don't mind, have at it," was her reply. "In fact after you move in you could just invite him to your suite. Hmm, I need to think about that, could I invite him to your suite as well?" grinned Cheryl. Any Chance We Could Ch. 44 "As long as you put clean sheets on the bed when you're done doing whatever horizontal activity you have in mind," replied Lauren, which made all of us laugh. After eating, Lauren and Cheryl went into the den while I went to the living room couch to read an investment analysis report. Meanwhile Veronica helped Mary Claire clean up the kitchen. It took a long time what with all the touch-feely between those two. During this Veronica got a phone call. "Oh, Hi Janet ... really .... Finally made up their minds, huh. When'd I start that? ... April ... it'd gone off my radar. Sure, when? ... The nineteenth, great, I'll be on our honeymoon. Thanks, you too." She walked over to the couch and sat next to me. "That was the office, an office building I worked on last spring and summer finally sold. Seven mil, and I get three percent. As if we really need two hundred K, but I'll cash the check, and buy you something special," smiled Veronica kissing me. "Thanks sweetheart, you do good work. Congratulations, we'll properly celebrate Friday at dinner," I replied and kissed her. The front door bell rang and Cheryl answered it. "Well hi, you two, what brings you along with him?" she asked closing the door behind them. "My car wouldn't start, so I sweet talked Beth into bringing me. She didn't have any classes this afternoon. I hope you can give me a ride home after I'm done downstairs," Max replied to his mother. Beth spotted us both on the couch, took off her jacket and walked toward us, "Scott, Veronica, I haven't had the pleasure for awhile. It's nice to see you again." "Hi, Beth, it is a pleasure," I replied. Beth was wearing an above the knee skirt, a fairly tight sweater, hose and low heeled slides. She sat on the couch next to Veronica and as she turned a bit sideways she purposefully raised her skirt a bit to reveal her stocking tops. Seeing us both looking, she said, "Still like my legs? Both of you?" "Yes," we replied together. "Max, after thoroughly fucking me last night, told me about your, his and your, weekend. You, him and three MILFs. From what Mom reports he apparently was quite good. Cathleen seems to be quite taken by him. She's already called him, and they're going to have dinner sometime in the next week or so. Too bad he's working now or we could have a foursome, huh?" she grinned. "Well, we could just as well have a threesome," smiled Veronica. "Do you want to go upstairs? We really can't do anything down here with the workmen around," I noted. "Love too," she replied with a broad grin. As we were standing up, Max walked into the kitchen from the hallway. "Keith didn't need me. He said he'd called this morning and left a voice message, but I haven't looked at my phone since before school. I guess we can go back home," explained Max. "Keith also asked me to remind you that the power'll be off for an hour or so around ten tomorrow morning while the electrician connects a new drop to a second meter and circuit breaker box." Veronica took three steps toward him, stopped about a foot away and said, "Remember what you told me last evening? If I asked now would I get a different answer? Beth and Scott are about to go upstairs. Would you like to join us?" "Yes. Of course," he brightly smiled. "Good, but first you need to take off those boots," she said pointing at his construction boots. He nodded, quickly unlaced them and removed them. Cheryl saw the four of us heading toward the stairs and said, "Play nice, and remember Max, you're mine tonight." He'd apparently taken our admonition to heart. He didn't touch Veronica's swaying ass right in front of him on the way up. I similarly kept my hands off Beth. Once we entered the bedroom and I closed the door. He held his arms out to Veronica and she promptly melted into him, her mouth open and her hands going for his tight ass. I turned on the camera and sat next to Beth on the edge of the bed. "Now what was it you had in mind?" I chuckled. "Well, for starters kneel in front of me, spread my long supple legs, run your sensuous fingers up them from my ankles to my thighs and then use your own judgment about what to do next," she smiled. As I started my hands at her nylon clad ankles, I kissed the inside of each knee pushing them apart. I stayed kneeling. As my hands caught up with my mouth at her knees I lifted each leg onto my shoulders kissing my way up to her stocking tops. Garter hose again, I thought, my cock twitching. She is a very sexy young lady. As I began to kiss and lick the bare thighs I heard sighs and occasional moans from the other side of the bed. Remembering what Dave had said, I blocked raising my head out of curiosity and continued to please my current partner. "Let me take some clothes off, if that's alright Scott?" gasped Beth. I stood, unbuckled my pants and unbuttoned my shirt as Beth unzipped, putting her heels on the edge of the bed before removing her skirt. She sat up and I helped her pull up her sweater. She took off her bra freeing her wonderfully pert tits. Looking at her I toed off my shoes and removed my socks as Beth lay back down on the bed. I looked across the bed to see a shirtless Max caressing my wife's bare ass. Her skirt was gone somewhere. I grinned as they continued to deeply kiss. As I refocused on Beth Max moved his hips slightly away from Veronica to allow her to unbuckle his jeans. Beth rolled to her stomach, slid to the edge of the bed put her feet on the floor and said, "Love my ass a bit, please," spreading her legs quite a bit. I knelt and gently pulled her hips toward my extended tongue. After pulling her g-string aside I laved her slit and her asshole before gently probing it with the tip of my tongue. "Oh, my, I'm a bit tender there. Please concentrate on my pussy. Better yet, get up here with me. She stood and pushed down her g-string, wrapped her cool hand around my cock and melted into me for a kiss. Our tongues entangled for a while, then she softly said into my mouth, "Let's fuck." She was moving quicker than I'd desired because I wanted to savor her, but I wasn't about to complain. We lay on the bed side by side with Beth in my arms. She began squeezing my ass and then took my cock in her hand again. "I like this. I've missed it. Suck my nipples a bit then let me get on top." Her breath was intoxicating, scented with her arousal and spiced with her lipstick taste. "You know you can always come visit," I said as I moved my torso away from her a bit to take her nipples into my mouth. She must have oiled them, they tasted like cinnamon. "I like the flavor," I smiled moving from one nipple to the other. "Good, it's some flavored massage oil I bought. Mom likes it too. I was hoping I'd get lucky and catch you in the mood," she said as she pulled my head back to a nipple. "Comes in spearmint, wintergreen and bubble gum too. " "We'll have to eventually try them all, but I can't imagine anyone older than sixteen buying bubble gum flavor," I said with my voice slightly muffled by her breast. "I agree. The website said it was their most popular flavor. You only have to be thirteen to sign on, soo ...." She left the rest of the comment unspoken and she began to push my shoulder to get me to lie on my back. As I flattened onto my back she swiftly straddled my thighs and began moving the head of my cock back and forth in her slit. Her very wet vagina was easily entered. She bounced three or four times before her ass was resting on my thighs, and with great energy began moving her hips in a circular motion. I'd been focused on my partner and didn't realize that Veronica and Max were on the bed until Veronica started kissing me while I was touching Beth's clit with one hand and squeezing a breast with the other. Veronica was perpendicular to me with her ass in the air getting fucked doggy. As we kissed I moved the hand on Beth's clit to my wife's and her kisses intensified. I could feel Max stroking in and out of her as her lips moved back and forth on my mouth. As Veronica moved back on Max's cock their rhythm became more pronounced and she was pushing her clit against my hand. I heard an "Oh, fuck," breathed into my mouth as she came with a strong orgasm. I then heard Max's "Aaah" just before he began filling her cunt. Those sounds were enough to tip me into filling Beth who after a minute of moving back and forth on my rod came herself. For the next few minutes Veronica and I continued kissing. After Max slid out, Veronica lay down and Beth collapsed on my chest. "God damn, that was erotic as hell," said Beth panting as she continued to regain her breath. "You're still hard, or you're hard again, stay in me will you?" asked Beth into my mouth while wiggling her hips. After a few more minutes Beth straightened her back and said, "Max, let me taste Veronica on you." "And I want to taste Beth on you handsome," said Veronica. As we shifted around, both of us assumed a sixty nine position, Beth on Max and Veronica on me. After both Max and I enjoyed pussy and the women our cocks we were both hard again. "Can we do a DP?" asked Beth. "It's usually two pussies and one cock at home." "I guess you'll get to be the fuckee sis. Veronica says her ass is off limits for now," replied Max. "Well it'll be a tough job but I guess someone has to do it," nodded Beth after pulling her mouth off Max's cock. As we were untangling Cheryl walked in the door informing Veronica that she needed to return a call to a Charles Dupree as soon as possible. After giving my cock a few tongue lashes, Veronica moved to the side of the bed, picked up my cell phone from the nightstand, took several steps away from the bed cupping her pussy with her free hand and called him while still watching the activities on the bed. "You've done this before?" I asked anyone listening and was greeted by silence from both Max and his sister. "Well, let's give it a try," I smiled. I lay back and extended my arms to Beth and said, "Straddle me and when I'm in you bend forward. Max move up between my legs so you can fuck her ass. Cheryl will you get the KY out of the drawer and help them out?" I asked. "And Max, go slowly. Remember there are two of us and it'll take her longer to adjust. Let Beth set the pace." I was no expert but I wasn't exactly a neophyte either. Beth straddled me and eased my cock into her and her chest descended to rest on my chest. She raised her hips and held still. Meanwhile Cheryl got the KY as Veronica continued her conversation with Dupree. She put a glob in her hand and wrapped it around Max's cock. When she was done he was fully erect. Then she began putting her finger into Beth's asshole and as she began to relax and open up a bit squeezed more into her anal cavity. "Who'd ever thought that I'd be getting my daughter's ass ready for my son to fuck?" she asked no one in particular. "Try now Max," said Beth as she exhaled and relaxed on my chest. Max prodded her asshole gently and after a few seconds Beth had relaxed enough for him to gently enter her with just his tip. He held steady until she pushed back signaling him to enter her further. I encouraged him to take short slow strokes with each one going in a little deeper. As he gently stroked in and out I could feel him pass over my cock in Beth's vagina. This is more of a rush than feeling an unmoving anal plug I thought. "Beth began grunting as she began moving a bit. Eventually Max and I achieved a rhythm with Beth helping with her own little movements. Beth began gasping. "Ohh, God, I feel so fucking full." After a few minutes of slow gentle stroking she cried, "Harder Max, harder, come in my ass. Are you close Scott, come in my pussy again." I happened to glance over to my left. Veronica was still cupping her pussy and Cheryl had pulled her skirt aside with at least two fingers in her own pussy. "Oh fuck, Ooooh, Fuck, Ohh ooohhh gawd, soo good," chanted Beth as we all came within seconds of each other. She relaxed hard on my chest perspiration dripping from her brow and upper lip. As her breathing returned to normal Max softened and popped out. I was still hard, the Cialis I guessed, but I also recognized that I wasn't as hard as I had been a few minutes earlier. "Max, go wash your cock, then can you do me again. Do you have anything left?" I heard Veronica ask. "Probably in an hour or so, sure," Max replied. "Lover, I'm still kinda hard, wanna try me?" I asked. Beth sat straight up and lifted herself off me saying, "That was incredible. My ass's a bit tender from Max being in it three days straight, but I'm sure I'll survive. We'll do it again won't we?" she asked as she kissed me and rolled on her side. Veronica was still cupping her pussy as she climbed on the bed on the other side of me. "Jesus, that young fucker really filled me up. You're on top, if you don't mind," she smiled kissing me. She lay down, spread her legs and extended her arms. "In me, handsome." As I moved to enter her I saw a steady stream of come leaking down to her asshole, she was full. She was also quite slick and felt delightful as I began to steadily stroke into her. She wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me to her mouth while I felt her legs wrap around my back and her high heels lightly dig into my ass. Just that feeling brought me back to 'full strength' and we began to forcefully enjoy each other. "I love you handsome," Veronica cooed as I slowly moved my cock back and forth in her. "I love you too my slut wife and lover," I replied kissing her. "I love feeling you in me after another man's filled me. Just think your cock is being lubricated by the come of another man," She smiled. She must have felt my response as she smiled, "Hmmm, you do like me fucking another man." When I nodded, she quietly asked as I continued to thrust in and out, "When you called me your slut wife, did you mean I'm hot, or you like the idea of your wife being a slut or a Hot Wife? Do you know what I mean?" I did know what she meant. Looking into her glowing eyes I knew in my heart and what I desired for her. My hips moved more quickly and my cock seemed to harden more as I kissed her passionately and with love. When the kiss ended she cooed, "Ohhh, you do know the difference! What do you want me to be!" "A slut for now, a Hot Wife perhaps after we're married," I smiled. "I can live with that, and you're my slut husband, Okay?" she smiled back at me looking deeply into my eyes. As I nodded my head I noticed tears of happiness welling up in her eyes. I kissed her again knowing that though it only took mere seconds, this was one of those major defining moments of our relationship. In the meantime Beth and Max crossed paths at the bathroom door. They tenderly embraced and kissed just inside the door. Looking over my shoulder, with tears still in her eyes Veronica whispered, "Quite touching to see siblings kiss and touch each other. But then again they'd just fucked and are still feeling amorous." Veronica enjoyed three orgasms to my one and as we continued to coo and kiss. This had been a special moment for us and we didn't want to let go of each other. Yet physics and biology still ruled. Within a minute her seemingly over-full vagina 'ejected' me. I rolled off her but continued to embrace her. Max and Cheryl, unaware of what our two hearts had shared, were standing next to the bed, she was stroking his semi-erect cock and eventually she turned loose and said, "We'll try again after dinner, okay?" "Handsome, after you've taken my anal virginity, I want to try that DP thing you guys did with Beth," softly Veronica said. "As would I," I replied kissing her. "Having that full feeling and being embraced by two men at the same time is a fantastic feeling," Beth boasted. "I'm sore but I loved every second of it." Beth and Max were getting dressed while Cheryl was in the bathroom using a cloth to dry her pussy a bit. "What did Dupree want," I asked caressing her still naked breasts. "The rings will be ready Thursday. I'll pick them up so they don't get delivered when Carol's here," she whispered softly in my ear so it wouldn't be on the recording. "That's all, they're done a week early. He must like our business." "No kidding, almost a quarter mil in the last month," I laughed. We got up and showered together and enjoyed having hot water in abundance since Keith finished installing the four new eighty-gallon water heaters that morning. As we finished but before stepping out Veronica put her arms around my neck and kissed me, "Thank you for allowing me to have other men. To be a slut. Does this apply to Carol as well." "Yes, it does. I think we've both wanted to tell her for a few days that she could still enjoy her friends within the same rules you and I have for each other. I'll let you take the lead for how and when we'll tell her the good news," I grinned. She again cooed, "I love you handsome with every fiber of my being, with every breath I take and more than my own life." She then kissed me. At Veronica's suggestion and with her help in showing me how to put them on I was wearing pantyhose under my khakis and by the time we got downstairs, Max and Beth were waiting to say goodbye. After Beth kissed us both and Max very enthusiastically kissed Veronica they left with the admonition from Cheryl, "Take a nap, Max." I stepped into the den/office to find a flushed Lauren sitting at the desk the laptop open in front of her. "Porn?" I asked. "Yes," she replied waving her hand in front of her face. "I'm watching a replay of you guys just this afternoon." "Do we need to have 'fuck breaks' for everyone in this house," I asked laughing. "Yeah, that'd be great. Can I start mine now?" Lauren laughed. "I'd love to enjoy you sweetheart, but I'm tuckered now. Ask Mary Claire, or Carol, or my daughters, or Cheryl. Feel free with anyone anytime you wish, you're not on a clock," I smiled as I went behind the desk and cupped her 'girls' from behind her chair. "Ohh, great, that's helping how?" she tilted her head back against my flaccid cock and put her hands over mine. "You've got a very nice touch, handsome. Oh, I guess I'd better not call you that, Veronica might not like it." She quickly replied. "Might not like what?" asked Veronica as she walked into the room. "I just called him 'handsome' as I complimented him on his hands on my boobs. After I said it I mentioned that you might not like me to call him that," sparkled Lauren. "Well, he is, so feel free to call him whatever you wish. It doesn't change the fact that he's going to be my husband," lightly laughed Veronica. "Did you see us on the cam?" "Ahh, ... yes. Was that okay?" blushed Lauren. "Of course its okay, if it weren't Scott wouldn't have turned it on. Remember, you're family now. We're not ashamed of anything we do in this house nor should you be ashamed either," smiled Veronica. "I know, I know, I'll get used to it," replied Lauren. "I know just like his hands on your tits, or his cock in your pussy, or my lips on yours, or my tongue in your pussy. Enjoy our life with us," said Veronica stepping over to Lauren and kissing her. "Just remember you too will be taped in our room for the present and future enjoyment of other family members." "I know that," Lauren acknowledged. The she asked, "Will the cameras be left for the girls with new ones for your new suite?" "That's the plan," grinned Veronica. "Oh my, I've got to go," suddenly said Lauren lifting her hands off mine. "Katrina and Ashley have invited me back to sleep with them after the game, so I'll see you then. Can I use your bedroom to change?" she asked grabbing her equipment bag from behind the desk. "Yes, of course," replied Veronica. Any Chance We Could Ch. 44 "Let's look at something," I said as I backed the recording up. "There, this part." It showed Veronica and Max climbing on the bed, his hands on her breasts and hers holding onto his cock, as if either would try to escape from the other. Beth was straddling me and beginning to impale herself. Veronica knelt and bent over presenting her ass to Max and she said, "Doggy, Max" He approached her exposed pussy, moved his cockhead in her slit, then slowly entered her. As he was doing that she lifted her head a bit, stretching a bit pulling Max along with her and began to kiss me. As Max was fucking her, her body was moving back and forth. "Why did you kiss me as he fucked you?" I asked with my hand under her skirt. "I wondered if you'd like to feel him fucking me and I thought a kiss might be the way to have you do that. Did you mind?" she smiled. "God no. It was erotic as hell. Let's keep it in mind for another time, can we?" I asked touching her damp g-string as I scanned the recording forward to our special moment, and said, "I loved this part." "Me too," she whispered as she kissed me lightly. "I loved the whole thing, including the DP." "Glad you liked it. After our honeymoon, we're going to DP me. Then you'll really feel someone fucking me. I guess we're really getting comfortable with the thought of multiple partners outside of our family," she said kissing me. "You know, perhaps you could blow me while someone fucks you. I'd be able to feel and see someone pounding into you." "Ohh, now that's a thought," Veronica smiled. "I suspect who you'd like be that other guy." "I don't know whether to be happy or scared that you're getting to know me too well," she teased me. "Hi, honey, I'm home." Carol greeted from the foyer. ## Over nine hundred miles northwest of St. Louis it was a cold night on the northern prairies, not as cold as the sub zero temperatures that would be common in two months, but nonetheless, with a current air temperature of 24 F the warm water of their hot tub felt good. All three children were warmly tucked into bed and sound asleep inside their warm house. As they nestled nude against each other and watched the northern lights dance to the north, Jack's wife asked, "Are you all packed." "Almost. I've two shirts still in the dryer," he replied. "Mom'll pick you up at your office around eleven fifteen," she reminded him. "I hope the interview goes well," he said. "I've enjoyed working and living here, but I also want to get back home." "You'll do well," his wife said with confidence. "I remember the summer we fell in love. It was a special summer that changed all our lives," she said with a broad smile on her face. As she reached underwater to hold his cock she touched the hand of the woman on his other side who had beaten her to it. "I still remember how I felt walking up the steps of your home." Jack said, starting to recall that first day. ## That Thursday morning before the 2001 Memorial Day weekend I'd apprehensively stood on the front porch, knocking on the door. A last minute internship opportunity had given me an opportunity to spend the summer with my parents. Instead, when I'd told them about the internship, they'd informed me they were going to be in England until September and our house would be undergoing major renovations. Though I'd stayed in my old room last night, I awoke that morning at six AM as the crews started to arrive. By eight they had the power turned off. Rather than leaving me to find my own accommodations my mother had arranged for me to stay with Virginia Adams who'd been her best friend for about nineteen years. My mother'd explained that Ed, Virginia's husband, traveled extensively and that Virginia would be pleased to have a man around for the summer. Part of my apprehension was that though the Adams' home and my family's home, which were around the corner from each other and connected along a 30 ft stretch along a back corner, I hadn't seen Mrs. Adams in four, maybe even five, years. I was not only a little anxious about staying with a woman I hadn't seen in years but her two daughters as well. Janet, Elise and I'd played together as children, but when I entered high school, with Janet a year behind me and Elise two grades behind her sister, we rarely hung out together. While we saw each other around our homes and family social events, those moments occurred only every few months. I saw Janet frequently in the school's hallways, but we both moved around in different social circles. I knew the two girls as friends, but that was then, and I hadn't seen either of them since I went away to college. The door was answered by Mrs. Adams, an absolutely stunning redhead. I didn't recall her being so beautiful but then again, college and maturity have a way of opening one's eyes. Her gauzy print blouse revealed evidence of lacy dark colored bra, a short skirt with bare legs and high heeled sandals accentuated her beauty. "Hi, Jack, come in. I guess it's been a couple of years since we've seen you. How's grad school?" I replied that I'd finished my BA at Mizzou a couple of years ago and would finish my Master's in Public Affairs and Urban and Regional Planning at Princeton in the fall. I'd addressed her as Mrs. Adams. "Call me Virginia, please. Your mother's been proudly telling me about your accomplishments at Princeton." Her eyes swept my body as a smile crossed her face. "You're not a kid anymore." After I'd stepped in she led me through the house and out the kitchen patio door to their pool deck. "Janet and Elise are just getting up and they'll join us for breakfast." Virginia was in her early forties and was financially well off in her own right. Both daughters, eighteen months apart, had been born when she was in her very early twenties. Having money allowed her the time to keep fit, as well as to be well known for her work with various local and national charities. Before college I'd played tennis with her on both my parent's court and at the golf club. I'd found her to be very competitive. Walking behind her I remembered watching her move in a short tennis skirt. Back then her long legs and nicely proportioned breasts under a tight top made for a very distracting game. They still looked good, I remembered thinking. I recalled thanking her for letting me stay there for the summer. Since my parents were going to be in London on business for most of the summer and then traveling Europe for a month after they'd decided to have the old boiler ripped out and a new energy efficient system installed along with central air conditioning. The kitchen's been redesigned as well. I didn't know about these plans seven weeks ago when I took the internship with the County Executive's office. Our court will still be usable, but not our pool. They've shut the electricity off and are going to replace most of the wiring. I'd told her that I could clean her pool to offset the 'rent' and make a contribution to meals. "When Carla called and explained what was happening I was more than happy to say yes. Your parents have offered me some money to cover the extra food. Still, I appreciate the offer to keep the pool clean," Virginia said. "No doubt you'll be better than the surfer dude creep who has been doing both our pools. Maybe you'll throw in a few tennis games with me as well? Ed left May sixth for Barcelona and Madrid and I don't expect him to return until late November at the earliest. He said he'll be gone for seven weeks but somehow they end up being two to three times what he tells me. You'll get plenty to eat here and don't worry about covering any costs," Virginia had assured me. I remember I'd always enjoyed our tennis games and told her that I'd look forward to getting another good match or two. I then told her that after breakfast I'd bring stuff in from my car, bring over whatever other clothes I needed and anything else I might need from the house. I'd then asked her "Where do you want to put me?" "There's a guest bedroom down the hall in our wing that has its own bath. None of the other three guest bedrooms have private baths." I'd asked her if she wanted me to leave my car at home, or park in her driveway. "There's plenty of room in the garage since Ed started to garage his two classic cars at a show place. So keep it here. It could be to be damaged by the workmen at your house. Oh, before I forget, the security code to the garage system is after your high school team except the 'o' is a zero, 'e' is a three and 's' is five." I remember replying that that was a neat, simple and easy way to remember an alpha numeric sequence. Janet and Elise walked into the room while Virginia and I talked about my internship that was to start the following week. Janet had turned twenty-two earlier in the year and the equally statuesque Elise was twenty, soon to be twenty-one. Except for the hair color, Janet was blonde and Elise was an auburn brunette they strongly resembled Virginia. Same body type, tall, slim, medium breasted, shapely hips and legs. This could be one of the best summers of my life, surrounded by these three beautiful women, I couldn't have helped thinking. My older sister, Claire, was no slouch in the looks department. But I hadn't looked at her with the same thoughts as I looked at these two young women, she was, after all, my sister and we hadn't seen each other since last June. Although during that encounter we were both nude for the better part of three day. She'd long, light brown hair, the same color as mine. Since finishing the law program at SLU she'd joined a single lawyer firm in San Francisco specializing in banking and trusts work. The latest word I'd received was in an email that the firm's clientele' had continued to grow and that with much more growth they'd have to hire another lawyer, possibly as early as this Fall. She'd been keeping in fine shape by exercising and playing tennis. In my private photo collection, she was the sexiest, most desirable woman I knew. Janet, wearing loose shorts, an oversize tank top and thong sandals caught my attention. Elise was similarly dressed except her tank top hugged her more tightly which along with her beaming face immediately caught my attention. "Jack, you haven't changed much. Still play a lot of tennis? Why are you home this summer? " I repeated what I'd told Virginia while continually looking more at Elise than her older sister. I'd known her as a pretty little girl, then as a cute teen, but in the four plus years since I'd seen her Elise had become a beautiful young woman, a very beautiful mature young woman. I asked Janet what she'd been up to, being conscious not to forget her and stare only at Elise. I asked her if she'd graduated yet. 'Yes, I'm looking for a job in fashion retailing and design and will probably be traveling to job interviews all summer," she said with a smile. Elise? I'd asked. "I'm still working away at a dual liberal arts degree in math and engineering at Drury. I've a year to go. Like last year I'll be here much of the summer working part-time for a general contractor to review specs and blue prints to make sure that measurements and stress calculations are correct. I'll be gone for two weeks with my summer training with the Missouri Air National Guard," she said looking into my eyes and smiling. Their cook, Cindy, of obvious Latino descent, served an excellent breakfast and while we ate Janet asked me what he I'd been studying. I explained that photojournalism was my undergraduate degree. I'm completing a Masters in Public Affairs this fall. I'm hoping to try to combine the two ... use the Masters to earn money and the PJ degree to have some fun. I've an internship this summer with the County Executive. "Are you a good photographer?" Janet had asked. Yes, I consider myself above average, I'd smiled "Could you take pictures of me modeling some of my designs so I could put together a portfolio for my rounds this summer?" Janet asked with a broad smile. "It'll be a lot easier than making appointments with a photographer in Clayton and carting my dresses with me. I'll rent any backdrops and lights you think are necessary." I told her of course I would and some of my equipment was still in the car. I needed to get it inside, along with my computer and printers. After I did that I'd be happy to take some. Don't worry about any lights, I'll get mine from home if we need them. "I'm going out for awhile and won't be back 'til after lunch," said Virginia. "Janet, show Jack the guest bedroom in our hallway, the one across from yours. Jack, we dress for dinner, even though it's summer. If you have a jacket or two and some nice slacks you might want to retrieve them from your house before the whole place gets full of dust. Open collars are OK. Cindy will do your laundry and take care of dry cleaning." I noticed that both girls had bras on under their tops and wondered how they'd look without them, or all three of them for that matter. I'd gotten hard just thinking about Virginia and from looking at both of the girls across the glass topped table from me. Shortly after breakfast and after both girls had gone inside I'd gotten a pair of old Mizzou trunks from my car, changed and was and scrubbing a stubborn algae stain near the ladder when I'd sensed someone nearby. I'd turned and looked up at pale legs that ended at a modest bikini bottom, a flat stomach with a navel piercing, nice breasts, a B cup I imagined, red lipstick matching her toenail polish, shades and long auburn hair. Elise, I'd said. "Did you like the journey?" she asked. I'd asked, the drive home from school? "No, the long, slow one you took to get to my face," she said. I responded somewhat sheepishly yes, very much. Sorry to have been so obvious. I thought I'm not sorry, but she doesn't need to know that. "For what, you could have at least stopped a few places in between," Elise had grinned. You know you've grown up to be a beautiful young woman. I think it's been at least four years, maybe five, since I last saw you. How tall are you? I'd inquired. "In these heels, six one," Elise smiled. "And you?" I replied, "In these bare feet about six three. I then asked if she was coming out to catch some bennies." "Yes, Janet'll be out shortly. I'll just sit over here and watch you work for awhile." I'd asked how interesting could that be, ready to resume my scrubbing. There were several spots where the regular pool cleaner hadn't given the stains the necessary attention. My father and mother instilled in me the importance of taking pride in every task and in the value of serving the community. Even though my parents had inherited wealth, manual work was not beneath them and they often were doing manual work around the house or helping a low income senior citizen repair and spruce up their home. "Then I'll just watch you and not the scrub brush," replied Elise. That comment caused a bit of a twitch in my cock. Not enough to tent the trunks I was wearing, but a signal that she might be interested in me. Janet joined her sister about twenty minutes later, similarly dressed in high heeled sandals and a bright pink two piece suit that was a little more conservative than her younger sister's bikini. A large sunhat covered her hair and shaded her face. "Janet, sit over here. We'll watch Jack together," Elise urged her sister. What the hell did that mean? I'd wondered. I laughed and said, ladies, I hope you can hold the excitement level down. I didn't realize that pool cleaning was a spectator event. Leaning over to Janet, Elise whispered, "God, what a bod he's got. Great tan, even better ass and good looking. Let's try to fuck him." Janet tried to look shocked. "Elise!" "Well, neither of us is involved. He'll be living in our house all summer. We've known him since forever. He's good looking and look at the size of his feet," softy but excitedly said Elise. "Feet?" Janet said. "You know what they say about feet and cocks," Elise said. "What would Mother say?" admonished Janet. "Given what's been going on between her and Dad, probably 'I want to share'," Elise declared. "Elise!" "You know Dad's rarely home and Mom's been going without while he's been playing around on her. I've been telling Mom she needs to get over her self-denial of what's happening and move on," explained Elise in her soft voice. "You haven't," gasped Janet. "Do you really think Mom would do that to Dad?" "And why not?" I overheard Elise ask with firmness in her voice. "A guy who fucks every skirt he can is called a stud but a girl who fucks a few guys is called a slut? Don't you think that's hypocritical? Why is the woman not viewed as being a studette or him a slut too? Mom could have and should have kicked him out years ago. Jack could just be what the doctor ordered. Besides that, when was the last time we were around anyone who was taller than we are in our highest heels." Their voices became quiet again and all I heard earlier were the raised voice 'Elise' exclamations from the other side of the pool. The sun was beginning its climb, it was getting warmer, and they both stretched out on the chaise lounges. They put suntan lotion on each other. I'd thought about asking if they needed help, but thought better of it for the moment. After about thirty minutes they sat up, repeated the process on each other's backs and legs and lay back down on their stomachs and unfastened their tops. The unfastening of the tops was promising. They both had lovely backs and asses. I noticed that neither had tan lines on their shoulders and back, and wondered if the lack of tan lines applied to their chests. In glancing at their asses I wasn't able to determine if they had tan lines or not on their hips. After another thirtyminutes, Janet sat up. Her back to me as she refastened her top and stood. "I've had enough for this morning. I'm going in." Janet put on her heels and walked toward the door. The heels gave a nice swing to her ass which I couldn't help but watch. Elise had her face turned toward me and saw me watching her sister. She twisted onto her side and rested her head on her hand asking, "Like that?" I turned my head at the remark, looked at her bare tan-line free breasts. Smiling I confessed, that she was right. I should have paused a bit on that journey. You have luscious breasts. Looking back at Janet nearing the patio entrance I continued, and yes, she has a nice ass. They seem to run in this family. She turned and sat up, still facing me. "That she does," she grinned. She put on her heels, stood and walked toward the man who was her crush all through her teens. "I'll give you something else to watch," she said. As she moved toward me her breasts jiggled with each step. "Nice aren't they?" What was she trying to do, have Virginia run me off on the first day? I'd thought. I became fully erect and slid into the pool to conceal it. Elise walked over to the edge, knelt and bent over. Her breasts were firm and the nipples were about a foot from my face. "I'll bet you're hard. Or you better be. I'm going in. Watch my ass if you want. I'm every bit as appealing as Janet and Mom," said Elise standing back up. I told her that I'll watch every step. "Janet's right it's getting warm and I need to shower off this lotion. Want a beer and something to eat when I come back out?" Elise asked. I said sure. How about a beer and you to eat, I'd thought. "OK, maybe later." I guess I said that didn't I? I'd asked with a puzzled look on my face. "I was hoping you'd be interested." She started to walk away, paused and then turned, "By the way, when I was fourteen I thought you were a hunk." She winked then added, "I still do." Any Chance We Could Ch. 44 A half hour later I'd finished scrubbing and was sitting under the umbrella finishing a bottle of water. It was warm and not very satisfying. I made a face just as Janet came out the door. "I hope that look wasn't intended for me," Janet said with a scowl. I'd replied, No, the water's warm, sorry. "Cindy said she'll be out shortly with lunch and drinks. May I join you?" she asked. Please do, I'd said. I stood to pull out a chair and she sat in it. As she did, she leaned over a bit and with the top five buttons undone her blouse fell away from her chest to reveal a bare breast. Then she looked directly at the front of my trunks, and said, "Whenever you're ready, I'll help you with your equipment." Equipment? I'd asked. She looked up, "Yes, your computer, cameras, printers. What'd you think I meant?" I confessed, Sorry, your open blouse distracted me. "The blouse, or my bare boobs?" grinned Janet Yes. Besides the blouse, which was simple white cotton, she wore mid heeled slides and white shorts. Elise joined us shortly, wearing a form fitting yellow polo shirt, knit yellow short shorts and mid heeled slides as well. She took one look at Janet and said, "Excuse me." Swaying her hips as she walked over to the cabana, entered a side door and reappeared in a few minutes. As she walked toward us her breasts were jiggling. She'd obviously taken off her bra. "More comfortable, Elise?" Janet asked. "Given the present company, it appears that a bra is superfluous. Are you wearing a thong, Janet?" "Same as you," Janet shot back. I was saved by the cook. I couldn't have stood up to save my life fearing my cock would've caught on the edge of the table. More likely, my visible excitement would have contradicted my effort to look calm. But as luck would have it, the table top was clear glass. When the food and drinks were put on the table, the battle seemed lost already. I was aware that both ladies seemed very interested in looking at my plate, or at me through the table top, before looking at each other with a grin. After lunch, a few beers apiece, and conversations about photojournalism, photography, engineering, fashion design, community growth and design issues, The Air National Guard, and life in general, much of the afternoon had passed when Virginia joined us. I noticed she was wearing two inch heel black strappy slides, a semi-sheer blouse, and a straight skirt that ended at the top of her knees. She appeared to be bare legged, and was wearing a slip, or something similar, under her blouse. After talking for a few minutes rehashing her errands with Janet and Elise Virginia said, "Excuse me, I just need to get these hose off." Elise looked aggravated. "Mom, if you'd just wear stockings instead of pantyhose in the summer you'd probably be more comfortable. I know I am. What about you Janet?" "I've never tried them," Janet admitted. "We talked about them in our fashion history classes and I intended to give them a try, but never got around to it." "I'll be back in minute," Virginia said That conversation aroused me once again. Damn, this is going to be 'the summer of perpetual erection'. Some problems are nice to have, I thought before wondering if there was a shrine for that in Guadalupe'. Virginia came back, obviously bare legged and she'd taken off the slip as well. The bra under her blouse seemed to be a little creamier than white, and the cups seemed to not fully cover her breasts. My heart skipped a beat when I noticed her deep brown areola were partly visible through the light material. I tried to take a casual surveying glance to enjoy the sights. But, as several times already today, I got caught. "Mom, Jack is looking at your tits," Elise said. Just admiring I managed to choke out. "Are you a breast man?" Virginia asked with a slight smile. Legs and asses, too, I stammered. What kind of comment was that? I need to think before I open my mouth. "Hmm. I'll take that as a compliment. I'll be right back." She returned from her brief foray inside, breasts jiggling as she walked back across the deck. Her nipples were erect and pushing against the fabric of the blouse. My eyes enlarged some when they noticed that her bra was missing. "Can you see better now, Jack," Virginia said with a playful lilt in her voice. With a slight smile she added. "Not too immodest, I hope?" I could only take a deep breath because speech was beyond me. I kept wondering how I got so lucky to be around three sexy and teasing women. "I'll take that as a yes, then," Virginia said. "I told you so, Janet" Elise smugly remarked. "Dinner is at six, underwear is not optional. Janet and Elise, go with Jack to empty out his car. I noticed nothing was in his bedroom and walk over with him to get some clothes. Take Cindy, too. Extra hands will help make the job easier," Virginia suggested. The three ladies and I made several trips from the car to the bedroom and put the computer and printers in the study. Taking a route through the adjoining backyards we walked to my house to get some more clothing. I took several blazers, slacks, several pairs of khakis, socks, and underwear. Each of us had an armload and I hoped that no one would pass by and see us. We could've been mistaken for a gang of thieves carrying off loot. No sooner had I had that thought, Mrs. Kurtz merely waved as she drove past. We walked back up to my assigned bedroom. While they helped hang my things in the closet, I noticed Janet lingering over a pair of my red silk boxers before she put them in the dresser drawer. I told them not to worry about the suitcases. I'd get them unpacked and put away before dinner. Before leaving, Cindy showed him me a basket in the bathroom where I was to put my dirty clothes. After a necessary shower, I put on clean clothes, a collar shirt, khakis, and a blue seersucker jacket, then walked out the bedroom door into the hallway. As I did Virginia came out of what I assumed was her bedroom two doors down from mine and walked toward me. In four inch heels, hips swinging she came towards me in almost the same manner as I'd watched her daughters doing that morning. "Did you wear underwear, Jack?" she asked. I blushed, Yes. Did you? I wondered. When she said "Yes" I realized I'd said it out loud. Sorry, Virginia. I guess it's been a long time since I've been among such beautiful women, especially three, I'd explained. "I like that you feel that way," Virginia assured me as she touched my arm. "Don't apologize. I hope you'll enjoy your summer with us." I felt my cock starting to harden as I said I certainly shall. Virginia was wearing black sling back heels, a black silk blouse, demurely buttoned, and a white silk skirt. I couldn't tell if she had on hose, the lighting in the hallway hindered that observation. She did smell fantastic, though. The light didn't affect that. She casually slid her arm through mine as we walked the length of the hall and descended the stairs with her hip occasionally gently bumping mine. Janet and Elise were standing in the living room when we entered. Both girls were wearing mid-heeled pastel colored strappy sandals, colorful sundresses with gathered tops and straight skirts. Elise's skirt was about four inches shorter than Janet's, which was a couple of inches above her knees. Given the firm appearance of the busts of both, I assumed they were wearing the required bras. "Let's enjoy a glass of wine, shall we?" Virginia suggested. Before anyone replied she crossed to the bar and returned bringing an opened bottle and four glasses to the coffee table between the two couches, an arm chair at one end and the fireplace at the other. She sat them down and poured half a glass for each. Elise moved to stand next to me, took a glass from her mother and sat down crossing her legs. When she sat, I glanced down and saw a dark flash of stocking top at the hem of her skirt. Stockings, not pantyhose, I silently hoped. When Virginia handed me a glass, her hand touched mine. I thought it lingered a little bit longer than necessary. "Enjoy, Jack," she said with a smile. I took a sip but remained standing until Janet sat down across from me, and Virginia sat in the arm chair. When I sat next to Elise she slipped her free hand into mine hand as smoothly and comfortably as if we held hands every day. As we enjoyed the wine and made plans for the days ahead, I noticed that as Janet crossed her legs and scooted forward a bit her skirt began to ride up. No stocking top, must be pantyhose, I'd mused. Virginia's skirt was not as short as either Janet's or Elise's so I couldn't see any hint of stockings or pantyhose, but when she made a casual move with her hand to smooth her skirt my educated eye noticed a telltale bump on the top of her thigh. Kill me now. I've seen everything, I thought. No one questioned that remark so I must have safely made it to myself. Elise kept her hand in mine with her thumb gently caressing the back of my hand until we moved to the dining room for dinner. One of the topics over dinner was my photographic expertise. I explained that with my new Nikon D1X and my old D1 I was going totally digital, no film, no developing, only bits and bytes on a card in the camera and computer drive. That I could then manipulate the results in my computer programs. I noted the cards in my cameras were removable and could be replaced mid-shoot if necessary when they filled up, just like a roll of film. I also explained that I typically shot in the highest resolution so the final result could be enlarged to sixteen by twenty inches if desired. I also explained that I could shoot rapid-fire in natural light but was often constrained by the recharging time of the flash in indoor or low light situations. Tomorrow I'll hook up my computer and printers. "Can you take some now?" Janet asked as we moved back into the living room. No, I don't think so, I'd explained. It's been a couple of weeks since I used either of the cameras and the batteries probably needed to be charged, which I hadn't done yet. "Why not find out?" Her gorgeous smile was hard to refuse, my resistance fell so I went into the study, grabbed one of the cameras, the one least used from the last session. I turned it on, and there was a little bit of power left, probably enough for ten to twenty flash pictures. I took the battery out of the other camera and put it in the charger,plugged it in, and went back to the living room. "How sensitive is digital?" Elise asked, "More than film?" Yes, and can be more forgiving, too, I'd added. Over the next five to seven years the technology and the capabilities of digital cameras should be amazing. Janet turned sideways, sat up straight, put one arm on the back of the couch, dropped the other to her side and smiled. I told her with that smile I didn't know if I'd need the flash. I took three with the flash and five or six without. Tomorrow I'll show you how I can pull detail out of dark pictures, I'd told them. "Will you take a few of me, too?" Elise turned to look at Virginia, put her hand against the back of the couch, and moved her hips and legs forward. Her skirt rode up in the process, exposing the garter clasp on her left leg. Elise stuck her chest out, and then pulled her skirt up just enough so that the garter clasp on her other leg showed as well. "Make sure that you have me from head to toe. I want to know how well the contrast of the stocking tops will show" Oh, they'll show because of the darker tan. I'd wondered if my cock was sticking so far out that it'd get in the picture. Virginia was sitting in the arm chair with an amused grin. "I see taking pictures of my daughters is hard work." I turned a little red when I noticed she was looking directly at my erection. I didn't know what to do about it except agree. Yes, and getting harder with you watching. I'd remarked. I took ten shots of Elise, the flash taking longer and longer to recharge each time, signaling that I was about at the end of what I could do. The skirt rode higher on her thighs each time. I swore that on the last four I'd managed to squeeze off that I was getting flashed by her panties. Virginia wryly remarked, "See why I said that underwear was not optional? Enough of this. Too bad you can't print these tonight." Yes, it is, I haven't set up the computer or a printer. It'll take some time, I'd informed the women. "Let's go outside then, and enjoy the cool evening," suggested Virginia, standing and extending her hand to me. After an hour or so of conversation with more wine and coffee, the conversation turned to me twice trying out unsuccessfully to be a walk-on for the Mizzou tennis team. "Jack, would you want to play some tennis in the morning?" Virginia asked after she'd finished another cup of coffee. I'd replied, Sure, but early, while it's still cool. Then afterwards I'll set up the computer and you can see what I took. After more conversation, Virginia stood, excused herself, touched my cheek with the back of her fingers, and said, "Looks like a nice summer ahead. See you about seven. I'll tell Cindy we'll want breakfast after tennis." Janet and Elise waited a few minutes before they too stood and said their goodnights. Elise mischievously pulled her skirt up to the top of her stockings. "You enjoyed seeing my legs in stockings, didn't you? I'll see to it that you get to see a lot of mine before the summer is over. Mom was wearing stockings too, but I'll bet you didn't notice." I'd thought so, but didn't say it. I reached out my hand and moved my fingers underneath the hem of her skirt and touched Elise's thigh right on the bare skin above the stocking. She jumped a bit, smiled, and dropped the hem of her skirt before both girls walked back into the house. "Janet, don't be so stodgy. Wear stockings to dinner tomorrow, not those pantyhose," Elise remarked as they walked in. I sat alone enjoying the cool and quiet of the evening looking across the way towards my family's pool and deck. Images of my sister began to flash across my mind. It had been an evening like this one, only in early June last year. Both Claire and I were briefly home at the same time. She was about to return to San Francisco and me to Princeton for some summer sessions. I'd wandered into the darkened kitchen looking for some liquid refreshment when I heard voices on the pool deck. A few torches were burning on the edge of the deck as Claire and her boyfriend du jure were lounging alongside each other on one of the double chaises. Her top was off and he was enjoying caressing, sucking and licking her beautiful tits. I noticed my camera on the kitchen table. As I moved out of the kitchen into the shadow of the sun structure, I changed the ISO setting for ambient light pictures. Then I'd leaned back quietly drinking my beer and watched. After five or ten minutes she pulled his polo shirt off and had her hand inside the waistband of his shorts. She began moving her arm as they kissed. Finally she said, "Take 'em off." He stood, kicked off his Sperrys and dropped his shorts and boxers. To me he didn't seem particularly well hung, her hand almost completely covered his erection. I'm bigger, but aren't we always, I thought. I also knew he didn't compare with some of the jocks I'd seen in the showers at the frat house. "Pull mine off," Claire said as she reclined and stuck her legs in the air. Her boyfriend obliged and tossed them across the deck along with her panties. I guessed the boyfriend didn't want them running back to her. He began rather awkwardly caressing her thighs while kissing her. She was holding onto his cock and sliding her hand up and down it, not much though, it was pretty short. She spread her legs and her boyfriend got on top of her. With her hand providing directional help he seemed to be entering her. As he began rocking his hips I recalled her asking, "Are you in?" "Mmm, yes," he murmured then exclaimed "Oh shit, oh shit, I came. Sorry. Sorry." As he rolled to the side she said, "Too bad you're a better kisser than a fucker. I'm tired and have to get up early tomorrow. Call me." As he stood and began hurriedly pulling on his shorts and polo he said, "I don't have your number." "I'll say," his sister snorted while laying there still unclothed. "See ya." Evidently he was a guy she'd just met. As the guy walked out the gate, he slammed it closed. She sat up and began looking around for her clothes. I put down the camera after taking another quick picture. "Want a beer to go with those clothes?" I'd asked as I walked out from the shadow. "Oh God, Jack you startled me," Claire said clutching her chest with her hand. "How long have you been there? Were you spying on me?" "Long enough to see you get naked and have an attempted fuck," I said. Claire turned and sat on the edge of the chaise, put her arms back and rested on her hands. Her breasts were as gorgeous as I'd ever seen them in the few peeks I'd enjoyed over the years. The glow of sexual arousal made her breasts and my sister appear to be more beautiful than ever. My eyes quickly scanned her. Her legs were slightly parted and her neatly trimmed bush was on display. "If you get me a beer, we can talk," Claire said smiling in the bright moonlight. "If you stay as naked as you are now I'll get a beer and maybe we can do more than talk," I'd replied moving toward the kitchen. "Bring a bottle of wine and a couple of glasses and get a real treat," chuckled Claire. "Red or white?" "White," she'd responded. Before walking back out to the deck I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my shirt, and pulled down my shorts and briefs. If she said anything I was planning on telling her that I felt obligated to take off mine since she was nude. As I walked back across the deck I could feel my erection growing and when I got next to her I was fully erect, all seven inches of me. "My God, Jack, you've been hiding this from me. Why haven't you done this before?" she exclaimed reaching for my dick and wrapping her hand around it. "It's so beautiful. My hand hardly goes around it." I smiled as I recalled being very surprised when she leaned forward and licked the head before she tentatively took it into her mouth. "Whoa," I'd said but didn't pull back. "I'm your brother." "Yeah, and I'm your sister. Who'd be safer to have sex with than you? That premature ejaculator who just left?" she nodded in the direction in which the guy'd left. "You don't have a problem fucking me?" "Who said anything about fucking. Wanna eat me?" she asked with a two hundred watt smile. She turned her body, laid on the chaise and patted the cushion at her side. I moved down next to her. We lightly kissed as my hand tentatively moved to cup one of her breasts. Her moan emboldened me. Our kisses intensified rapidly as our tongues tangled. Breathing heavily she broke the kiss, "Turn, I'm going to lay on top. I never dreamed you were such a good kisser." I turned and lay flat on my back as she laid the length of my chest and stomach but turned to face my legs. I found heaven as she took me into her warm wet mouth. I began to part her lips and probe her vagina with my tongue. Her scent of arousal was just perfect I recalled thinking as I began to spread her lips more and lick her from her clit to her asshole. As she was jacking and sucking me I found her clit and began suckling on it and playing with it with my tongue and lips. I heard her groaning and her hips began to buck against me. She took her mouth off my dick. "That's it, right there," and then she began gasping as I felt her orgasm coursing up her stomach. Any Chance We Could Ch. 44 As Claire began to come down she took me back into her mouth and did some magic with her tongue. "I'm going to come," I panted shortly after. She didn't lift her mouth off. She just moved a bit and let me come in her mouth. She began swallowing and when they were both finished she quickly turned and began kissing me. It was the first time I'd tasted myself or any man. I recalled saying to myself, I taste good. Claire abruptly turned, sat up and reached for the opened wine bottle. She poured two glasses then asked, "Are you going to drink this lying down?" "No," I said as I turned to sit next to her. "Well, that was a surprise. A very pleasant surprise," she smiled before taking a sip. "Yup, it was. What's next?" I remarked "How long will it take you to recover?" Claire asked. "Thirty minutes or so, why?" I'd asked looking in her beautiful green eyes. "Good, we'll drink the bottle, pick up our clothes and go to bed." "Oh," I quietly said. "We'll go to the same bed, silly," she smiled. "We've got a couple of days together before we leave. Mom and Dad are gone to the Lake with the Hunters and the Ericsons. Does that sound like a plan?" "Drink slowly. I want to savor our first time together. By the way what was that guy's name. The one who missed your beautiful pussy then ran through the gate?" I asked. "He never said and didn't tell him mine when I when he picked me up at the bar," replied Claire. "Why?" "I need to thank him for disappointing you," I laughed. "I'm no slut. Before tonight I'd only picked up a guy like that twice before for sex. I felt terribly horny and wanted a no-strings fuck," she explained. The wine bottle was only half empty as we carried our clothes, glasses and expectations upstairs to Claire's bedroom. ## After they finished recalling that early summer day, his wife said, "Let's retire for the night and make love." With that both women stood in the cold air, Jack offered each his hand to help them out of the water. In seconds the two women were running into the house while Jack paused to quickly cover the hot tub. ## Veronica walked to Carol, put her arm around her waist after she'd removed her coat and kissed her. saying, "Let's go upstairs, I've missed you." Mary Claire had been sitting in my desk chair looking at some recipes on the 'net when she looked up and said, "Dinner in an hour Mom." "I'll help you," I replied. "Thanks, Dad, I appreciate that," smiled Mary Claire. "All the workmen are gone." We left Ashley and Katrina snuggling together at the end of the couch as they read their text books. I followed Mary Claire into the kitchen. As we were walking I noticed she'd begun to unbutton her blouse. As soon as we reached the kitchen she slipped it off her shoulders and let it drop to her waist. She unfastened her bra, slid it down her arms then pulled the blouse back onto her shoulders. "Thought I'd add a little bit of interest to dinner prep," she grinned turning around with just the inside edges of her breasts exposed. "Would you like me to put on stockings?" "Of course," I smiled. She took me by the hand and led me down the short hallway in the rear of the kitchen to her bedroom, unzipping her skirt as we walked. She rummaged in a dresser drawer and produced a beige garter belt and a pair of dark brown sheer stockings. As I leaned against the door jamb, after fastening the garter belt around her waist she sat on the bed and began pulling her hose on. "Will you fuck me tonight? I really want to feel you inside me," she asked fastening a stocking. "Mary Claire, you already know the answer to that, of course I will," I grinned as I took a step toward her. She stood and melted into my arms and in between kisses said, "I love you, Dad, I really, really do. I love Mom and Carol and both your daughters. I want to live with your family forever. Can I?" "Same answer, of course you can sweetheart, and we all love you too. You can live with us as long as you wish," I affirmed as my hand grasped one of her bare breasts. "Pumps, strappy sandals, or slides," asked Mary Claire. "How about beige pumps?" I offered. "How was your study session with Gloria, was it? And her sisters?" I asked "A very productive ninety minutes, we'll do it again Thursday," smiled Mary Claire. "I think all I really need to learn is the techniques behind each type of question and strategies to use for each section of the test. Several of the sample questions I answered seemed obvious to me but Sam and Abi struggled a bit." After taking my hands out of her open blouse we got somewhat serious about fixing dinner, but it was a good thing that no one was starving because it didn't get into the oven until well after six. In fact it was six thirty when Carol and Veronica came down obviously satiated judging from the dreamy expressions on their faces. "Have fun?" I asked. "Ohh, yes," replied Carol throwing her arms around my neck. As we broke the kiss she noticed Mary Claire's blouse which was tucked in but open by four inches or so all the way down to her waistband and said, "So have you two, I see." They were both wearing short robes that didn't begin to cover their stocking tops. After kissing both Mary Claire and me, Carol took her lover's hand and led our wife into the den where they cuddled together on the second sofa. Their kissing and cuddling evidently had an effect on our daughters. As I entered the den to call them to dinner Katrina and Ashley had let the books fall to the floor and were engaged in a heavy dose of kissing and petting. Dinner was an excellent culinary experience as well as a lot of fun for the six of us. By the time dinner was over, the coffee consumed, both Katrina and Ashley were topless and Carol and Veronica couldn't keep their hands off each other. Mary Claire and I cleaned up the kitchen then we spent an hour in the den watching a recorded comedy. Mary Claire had noticed the nylons on my ankles and had asked me to take off my khakis while we were in the kitchen and was gently running her hand up and down my now nylon covered legs. It had just ended when Lauren walked in the front door. She looked toward the kitchen first, then into the den, remarking, "I need a shower, then are we still on?" she asked looking expectantly at Katrina. "Gee, I don't know?" said Ashley feigning disinterest. Seeing Lauren's face drop, Katrina laughed, saying "Of course come to bed in heels and thigh highs, and we'll decide if we want to keep you." Before going upstairs Lauren looked at me and stepped a bit nearer to confirm what she was seeing. "Light tan, eh, nice color for you," she smiled before turning to go up. Before going upstairs, Mary Claire and I took a few minutes to turn off all the lights on the first floor. When Mary Claire and I got to the bedroom the camera was on and Carol and Veronica were in garter hose and heels their arms wrapped around one another, grinding their pussies into each other as they kissed, cooed and petted. Mary Claire finished undressing me and I returned the favor but left on her hose and heels. I stood behind her pulling her luscious ass against me as I kneaded her breasts, kissing the back of her neck. She turned and climbed on the bed, pulling me with her. We were facing each other on our sides mutually holding and touching pleasure points as we kissed, when Veronica asked, "Handsome will you and Mary Claire try something for me?" Mary Claire turned and looked at my wives and said, "Anything, as long as he makes love to me." "Mary Claire, turn onto your side with your back to Scott and let me hold your leg up. Handsome, enter her from behind," I found those instructions easy to follow and with as wet as Mary Claire's pussy was I was soon deeply inside her. Holding onto her breasts as I fucked her gently and slowly stroking in and out, I heard Veronica ask, "Mary Claire, can you come in that position?" "I don't know why not," she gasped. I continued moving in and out as Veronica held her leg up. I glanced down toward her raised leg and seeing her stocking and heels started to stroke her harder and deeper. Looking across her at Veronica kneeling with her legs spread and Carol's hand caressing her pussy also made me more energetic. "Harder, Dad, I'm almost there, almost ... there. Oh, God, Fuck me harder Dad, Harder." She came with such force that she almost bent in half and my cock wasn't in her more than two inches or so as I spurted my release. As she began to relax I pushed my still erect cock in her as deeply as I could while holding her breasts and kissing her neck. As I rolled away from Mary Claire to lie on my back she cuddled next to me with her leg across mine and her arm across my chest and her face snuggled into my neck, my wife said, "Nice work you two, thanks." I asked, "Thanks? Thanks for what." "Next time I fuck Max I want to do it in that position with you holding my leg up so you can watch him pulling and pushing in and out of my cunt. My cunt lips should kinda follow his cock and I'll bet you'd like to see that," she grinned. "I'd like that too," smiled Carol. "Which part?" I asked. "Max fucking, you watching," she replied looking at me with a broad grin. "Mary Claire, stay where you are against my husband," said Veronica before she got up and walked around the bed turning off the lights and the camera then climbed in on my other side. As Carol moved against Mary Claire she covered all four of us. All three women kissed me and both kissed Mary Claire. As I was falling asleep someone's hand was wrapped around my flaccid cock and again I thought, There cannot be a more blessed man than me. I hope you're continuing to enjoy this tale of a family and their lovers. I've a long way to go before I finish but the chapters may sometimes be published further apart because of my day job. I'd appreciate comments and if you have some ideas you'd like me to incorporate, please tell me and I'll consider them. Your continued high votes keep me encouraged that this has been time well spent. I try to respond to all emails unless they're cranky. I'd like especially to hear from any female readers. Any thoughts on the flashback to 2001? Any Chance We Could Ch. 45 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to fully appreciate this tale. Wednesday, November 7 As usual Mary Claire was the first up. How she got from between Carol and me without waking me, I couldn't imagine. She was in a cotton robe with a towel around her head walking from the bathroom to our door when she glanced at me and catching my eye, mouthed 'love you' and winked. Veronica kissed me and said, "We need to get up, Emerson and Hazel are coming at seven-thirty. Remember?" I honestly didn't but we showered, had a quickie during and were getting dressed when Carol kissed us both on her way into the bathroom. I was happily looking forward to the shower we'd approved for the new master suite that would easily hold four or five of us at one time. The three of us got downstairs at seven and enjoyed a cup of coffee and conversation with Mary Claire as she busily prepared breakfast. She had an apron on over a sheer light pink blouse, no bra band showed across her back, and a pair of tight black pants. I embraced her and cupped her ass saying, "Nice ass, sweetheart." "Thanks Dad, you've got a nice one yourself," she smiled in reply. At seven-fifteen Lauren attired in a deep blue skirt and cream satin button blouse, hose and heels appeared with a freshly fucked look. Two minutes later Katrina and Ashley both giggling appeared, wearing tight, form fitting jeans, heels and snugly fitting pullover tops. All three filled their cups after kissing all of us good morning. With a twinkle in her eye and pleased look on her face Katrina ground her pussy against my cock and tangled tongues with me. Promptly at seven thirty Emerson and Hazel arrived in separate cars, greeted at the door by Veronica and Carol. After lightly kissing both, Emerson asked, "Why was that truck loaded with Styrofoam blocks following us down the drive?" After kissing Hazel good morning on her cheek, I looked out the door, and replied, "It's the new garage and master bedroom building material. They stack the blocks, pour concrete inside and lock it all together with rebar. I'm sure there's more to it than that, but it'll make a strong structure for the addition. It goes up quickly and provides a very high insulation factor." "Wow, Scott, you've gotten into this construction stuff," commented Hazel grasping my hand. "No, not really, just enough to make myself sound silly in front of an expert," I replied. "Come in, come in," invited Veronica. "You're about to be treated to a Mary Claire breakfast." Veronica and Carol were demurely dressed in knee length skirts, button blouses, hose and heels but Hazel was a sight to behold. Her skirt was at least four inches above her knees, her hose were subtly patterned and her silky blouse looked tailored. Her three inch pumps were the color of her yellowish blouse and made her legs very attractive to the eye. As we walked to the dining room Hazel took my hand and held me back a bit before leaning close to my ear and whispered, "Can I talk to you privately some time? Soon?" "Sure, after breakfast the cars are being delivered, but after that, anytime. Call me, or do you want me to call you?" I replied to her smiling face. "Good. I'll call you on your cell," she whispered as she dropped my hand. "Emerson is planning to be out for lunch and then drop by the tailor to be fitted for his new tux." I sat between Carol and Hazel; Veronica at the head of the table next to Hazel, Emerson at the foot, Lauren between Katrina and Ashley on the other side. An empty chair squeezed in next to Emerson was filled by Mary Claire as soon as she'd put the food on the table. Emerson made no pretense of indifference to the half bra that Mary Claire was wearing under her sheer blouse. I guess she'd put that on recently and it clearly accentuated her full breasts. As we were chatting while eating I felt hands on either thigh and Hazel's won the race to touch the end of my now engorged cock. Hazel and Carol both smiled endearingly at me as I frequently glanced at each. I also noticed that Mary Claire frequently leaned toward Emerson's arm and because of their close proximity she was grazing his arm with her breasts and obviously hard nipples. At one point her hand remained under the table for a length of time and Emerson was grinning like a Cheshire cat. I know Veronica took notice of the hands on me and a couple of times caught my eye and winked while grinning. We talked about the RV trip and the general consensus between the five of us was that a January or February trip made more sense. Going then would be more relaxing than pressing to leave shortly after Veronica's birthday and being rushing to get back in time for Christmas. I also mentioned that from Lauren's report yesterday that things could progress quickly in early December on an investment opportunity on some land she and Cheryl were checking out. Carol also pointed out that there wouldn't be time to properly shop along the way for our family and others, the house and for Christmas. At nine-thirty there was a lull in the conversation during which Cindy walked in. "Okay, I made it. Nice to see all of you in the daylight," she smiled as she kissed everyone including Cheryl who'd arrived in time to have something to eat. "Sit down love, and have some breakfast," gestured Veronica to an empty chair. After Mary Claire put a plate of hot food in front of her, Veronica and Carol sat on either side of her. Cindy asked, "Do they make half bras for A cups?" "I'm sure they do," replied Mary Claire, "and how many would you like?" Katrina answered the door at nine forty-five and welcomed Kim and Gwen with hugs and kisses. Both kissed Hazel and Emerson as well as all the rest of us. Kim looked striking in full make-up, short skirt, heels, pumps and a tailored blouse similar to her mother's. "Special occasion?" I asked. "Dad's taking us both to lunch and I thought I'd make it visually interesting for him," grinned Kim. "What about Gwen?" I asked. "Wait till she takes off that coat. No bra, stretchy top, tight pants, more like leggings. She'll get a rise out of him," she laughed. "By the way, up for an encore with us?" she softly asked under her eyebrows. "Always," I replied squeezing her hand. Ashley was looking out the window when Jeanine and her entourage arrived. "Looks like a parade coming up our driveway." Jeanine in the lead car, stopped and the rest lined up behind her in a single file. I thought it was good that Dave was going to widen the drive some. As she stepped out of her car the driver's door on each of the cars opened and the driver stood next to each vehicle. Jeanine approached me carrying a small canvas bag and took a list out of it. As we all gathered around, Cindy with a quizzical look on her face, asked, "What's all this?" Before I could reply Jeanine announced, "Each of you get your keys from me, each ring has a fob with your name on it. Then look for your name on a tag in the front license plate holder of each car. Go to that car and the driver will explain the features of your car to you and if you need to go for a drive, please say so. Otherwise here we go." With four construction workers off to the side looking on she began calling names, "Lauren, ... Carol,... Veronica, ... Katrina, ... Ashley, ... Cheryl, ..., Cindy, ... Kim, ... Gwen, ... and Scott." Cindy hadn't moved. Either she hadn't heard her name or she was stunned. From the look on her face I concluded it was the latter. When her name was called again, I nodded for her to get her keys. The look on her face was priceless as she danced towards Jeanine. There were nine other drivers, three of them women and they began explaining and answering questions. Jeanine was my 'explainer'. As my presentation was starting a fifteen passenger van pulled into the driveway at the back of the line and the driver patiently waited for over an hour before everyone but Jeanine boarded for the drive back to the dealership. As our group kind of coalesced around me Cheryl reminded them that they needed to give her their spare keys. Jeanine came inside so Lauren and I could settle with her. Cindy came running up to me as we were walking in, threw her arms around my neck and began kissing my face. "Thank you, thank you. I've never felt so cared about as I do with your family." "You're welcome sweetheart. Lauren needs to get some information from you in order to add you to our fleet insurance," I replied as I let her go. After watching her display of affection, Jeanine asked, "How's it feel to have a brood of women in your house?" "Rewarding," I replied. "Blessed." I said smiling. "I can't imagine how Veronica isn't jealous," she said shaking her head. As her tone wasn't judgmental I replied, "She enjoys them herself too." When her eyes lit up in surprise I added, "Don't tell me you've never wondered what another woman would be like." Jeanine's face turned red but managed to whisper, "An occasional fantasy is one thing but doing it is another." "If you ever want to take a step beyond fantasy, I'm sure Veronica would be happy to take your call. Or Katrina and Ashley for that matter." She shook her head as she whispered, "I don't think so. I'm a Sunday School teacher and my father is a deacon at our Baptist church. Don't get me wrong. I'm not judging you but it's not something I'd feel comfortable doing." I heard her words but her tone left me wondering if it were a false defense. While we talked about establishing a regular maintenance program for all our cars, she seemed to be a little distracted. Emerson was kind of hanging out in the foyer waiting for Kim and Gwen, who were visiting with my girls. With her cell to her ear Jeanine walked to the door to meet with Lauren. I asked Emerson if he and Kim had gone on a 'date'. He replied that they had on Monday night, to a nice restaurant. While they were there he'd been consciously trying to keep a sensible distance between them which had been fortunate because their next door neighbors walked by and engaged them in a lengthy conversation. Kim remarked as they'd walked to their car and them to theirs, "Put your hands all over me in the car if you wanna. I know you wanted to in there." Emerson continued to explain, "On the drive back to Kim's condo she'd hiked her skirt above her stocking tops and placing my hand on her leg, and had said 'Feel free'." "I caressed her legs all the way home, even taking a longer route to lengthen my enjoyment. Kim got wise to me and grasped my cock and squeezed it while nibbling my ear lobe. Damn near almost lost it a couple of times I must confess. But she seemed to sense that and took her hand off me for a few minutes to let me calm down before resuming. When I finally got her home she invited me in for coffee. While drinking coffee we got cozy on the couch and began some pretty heavy petting. My hands explored inside her bra and then moved against her panty covered pussy. What a marvelous experience. I could hear my own heart pounding in my ears type of feeling. "She'd unzipped me and was stroking me when Gwen and Hazel came home. Both took in our dishevelment and my bare cock. Hazel just grinned and said nothing as Gwen led her down the hall to their bedroom. Kim asked me if I was going to leave and I told her, 'not until you get me off'. She then began jacking me and I very quickly came into her hand which she licked clean. Christ she's exciting," he exclaimed his face reddening. "Hazel got home several hours after me. She looked quite satisfied and we had a passionate fuck before we both fell asleep. She hasn't told me all that all happened with Gwen but promised to tonight," he concluded as the girls began streaming in the door. "You're taking them to lunch I understand," I said. "Really they're taking me after we drop their new cars off. I don't know where but I'm looking forward to it." Twenty minutes later Jeanine was leaving the den with one of Lauren's red wallets and as she approached me she asked, "Can you take me back to the store? They seem to have left without me." "I can do that," I said as I stuck my head in the dining room to tell Veronica and Carol where I was going. The two of them seemed to be in deep quiet conversation. Carol raised her head and replied, "Okay, see ya." We walked to my car and I opened the door for Jeanine then walked around to let myself in. "How did they forget you?" I asked. "Honestly? She asked. "Yes," I replied. "I told them to leave. I wanted a few minutes with you by myself and figured it'd be a good way to get the time without them," she smiled. As we drove towards the dealership we talked about nothing in particular until she suddenly said, "You're a gorgeous man. You must be talented in many ways to keep that houseful of women happy. My husband was severely injured by ground fire while helping to unload his helicopter in Afghanistan." She paused, lowered her head and fiddled with her hands before she continued, "With him being badly injured 'down there' we haven't been able to be intimate since then. I do love him, but I have difficulty understanding him sometimes. He keeps urging me to find a lover or two to satisfy me. Admittedly I can be a 'bitch' for a couple of days at a time a few times each month, particularly during that one time of the month if you know what I mean. He thinks a lover could help take the edge off." "I do understand what you mean," I nodded as I pulled into grocery store parking lot since we were a block from the dealership and I felt she had more to say. "I threw myself into this job to get some satisfaction and keep myself busy. I know he has the best of intentions but I still have difficulty understanding why he wants me to have a lover. Does he not love me? Can you give me any insight?" I took a deep breath as I looked into her eyes. She was clearly stressed and looking for answers of some sort. I was tempted to take hold of her hand and squeeze it as an act of assurance but then thought twice about doing so, it could be misread as meaning something else. "I can't speak with any certainty for your husband because I don't know him. It's something you need to talk to him about. Yet, I suspect he's encouraging you take a lover not because he doesn't love you but because he deeply loves you. Don't think he's a sexual pervert or that he's lacking in love. His deep abiding love for you may be what's motivating him." Her eyes widened. Clearly she hadn't thought about that possibility so I continued to explain, "If he's like me, he wants his wife to be fulfilled in every way. Can I ask you a very personal question?" When she nodded I continued, "You're dressed nicely and professionally, but I've noticed that what you wear is rather conservative. Have your outfits and wardrobe changed since your husband returned home and if so why? And has what you wear to bed changed?" "Yes. I used to enjoy wearing more flattering outfits, shorter hemlines and tops that were more revealing. Now, I want to be careful not to hint at anything and thereby further frustrate George. I used to dress for bed in playful items, which often didn't last very long on me to but now I dress in long nightgowns," she said then paused as tears formed in her eyes. "I really liked dressing that way, but now... ." Handing her my clean handkerchief I noted, "Your sexuality is as much a part of you as your bright smile and personality. George knows it. He's able to support you in so many ways, and likely pleasures you orally and with his hands but he knows it's not the same as having a vigorous and joyous sex life. I suspect that he's witnessed the change in your attire, personality and smile because you're experiencing some sexual frustrations. I can honestly say that Veronica loves sex and she's one of the most sensual and sexually alive women I've ever met. I want her to be completely fulfilled sexually and if I couldn't provide her satisfaction due to an injury or other medical condition then I'd not only allow her to have another man or two or three but I would strongly encourage her too." "I loved being intimate with George. It was a way for me to express my love and passion for him, and admittedly it was amazingly satisfying too. I loved to dress in ways that were tasteful but drew men's attention. And when men would look, George took great pride that I was his. Before he was deployed we'd been married only twenty-seven months, we had an active and robust sex life. Thank you Scott, I hadn't thought about him suggesting it because he loves me. Nor had I given any thought how my personality has also changed. I'm not as playful and I don't laugh as much. Please, don't get me wrong for raising this, I really wanted to get your insights and not to get your sympathy in order to get into your bed ... though you're a handsome man who seems to be caring and concerned." "I understand, but you're a lovely, beautiful woman who any man who's not dead would find desirous," I nodded. She took a deep breath and her left hand moved over to hold her slightly shaking right hand. I allowed her time to gather her courage and thoughts. "Honestly in the last five years I've met few men who didn't turn me off within fifteen minutes with their crude pick-up lines and innuendos," she blurted out. "I'll bet you're not only experienced but a skilled lover too. If I ever did anything I would want to be with great lover and someone like you. ... Whew, I never thought I'd be able to get that out. Do you no longer respect me?" she asked with an anguished look on her face. She took my hand and she pressed it against her cheek saying, "Can we meet somewhere before I lose my nerve?" "Sure. How about at my house, in our bed? No sneaking around, just some relaxing sex," I laughed. Then I kicked myself, Scott you are a cad. Wrong thing to say. She's vulnerable and you don't want her to have any regrets. Tactfully slow things down, keep your focus on her needs and the long term not a short term conquest. "Your house? When someone's home? In your bed?" she asked her voice rising in volume after each question. "What will your wife say?" "She'll be okay." "Are you sure? I've all but thrown myself on you." "I'm sure she'd welcome you. Before anything happens I must tell you that my love is bi. She enjoys being with a woman and she'd love to be with you too. If we have sex, she'll expect to have sex with you too, unless you're really not into women, that is," I grinned. "Hmmm, I've had a mild curiosity. As I said earlier I've never tried it or given it any real thought but it's been a long dry spell. So why not? In for a penny in for a pound as they say." Then her face stilled she and shook her head, "I think I should talk to George first. So if he still says yes, then when?" "Jeanine, I think talking with George would be a wise move for both of you. It shows him love and respect, gives him the opportunity to say no or set some ground rules, and it allows you time to pause and move for forward with no guilt. As for when, well, I think tonight's free and the next free time I can think of is Sunday afternoon or evening. The next two weeks are tied up with our wedding and honeymoon. I can't honestly remember past that. I could call Cheryl if you want," I explained. I was definitely relieved that she'd decided to take time to talk to her husband rather than rush into it full steam ahead. "Why would you call Cheryl?" she asked. "She keeps the master calendar, with ten people to keep track of, someone needs to." "Wait. How did we get up to ten?" she asked wide eyed. "Cheryl's two kids. They're always welcome and frequently visit, especially her son, Max," I answered. "Can I call you later today?" Jeanine asked as I started the car. Any Chance We Could Ch. 45 "Of course, call anytime," I replied looking into her eyes at a red light. While we'd been talking in the last half minute her hands had been climbing up my arm. Now that the decision had been made she was clearly feeling freer and playful. When I pulled to a stop at the dealership she lightly pulled me to her and kissed my cheek. "Thank you," she whispered with a little tear causing her eye to sparkle. With that she was quickly out of the car and seemed to have a spring in her step as she walked towards the dealership entry. On the drive back home I mused about Jeanine's proposition and felt sure that Veronica would join us. My cell rang. Since I saw it was Hazel I pulled into the strip shops that housed Dave's office. "Hi, sweetheart. How are ya?" I asked as I looked in vain for Dave's truck. "I hate to bother you, but two things really. I feel badly about turning down your offer of ... shall we say hospitality last week. It wasn't one of my better days. And second, I have a question that probably you could answer better than Veronica," she asked with a touch of concern in her voice. "First, don't be concerned about last week and second what's the question?" "Tuesday Emerson was out running some errands and I grabbed what I thought was my laptop but it was his. I couldn't remember a web address so I was looking in the history and then realized that I was looking at his history. Out of curiosity I began clicking on some of his stored web addresses and found several dealing with 'hot wives', and 'lifestyle' or 'swinging'. Do you think he's just curious, or do you think he's contemplating doing something behind my back? From a male perspective, I mean," she asked. "Have you asked him about it?" I asked. "No." "Why not?" "Because I may be afraid of the answer. Help me, Scott. What do you think?" she pled. "Hazel I've never known a man other than myself more in love with his woman than Emerson is of you. He's not looking to do something behind your back. I suspect he has some fantasies and desires that are along the line of what he's been reading. I'll bet he's looking for ways to convince you to do something with him. I can't help too much with the 'hot wife' topic, but if you want a thorough discussion about the lifestyle ask Carol," I replied. "I know you've shared your bed with other women, Veronica's said so. She's also said she thoroughly enjoys it as do you, but you haven't shared Veronica with other men have you?" asked Hazel. "Well, ... . If you want that answer I'll be glad to tell you face to face but not over a cell phone. Want me to come by? I'm about fifteen minutes away headed home but I'll be happy to detour," I replied. "Yes, please, I'd like that. See you soon, bye Scott," and she disconnected. As I was driving toward her house I thought, Emerson you devil, you're working on a plan to get her to open up. Good man. ## Emerson followed his daughter and Gwen followed them to their condo. When all three parked in the garage, Emerson asked, "I thought we were going out to lunch?" Kim sweetly replied, "We are, you're 'out' but Gwen and I are going to fix lunch here, everything's ready in the fridge, we just need to pop some of it in the oven. I hope you don't mind." As they waited for the elevator up to the foyer both women had an arm around Emerson's waist. Kim kept hold of his hand as they walked to their unit, and Gwen opened the door. As soon as the door closed Kim embraced her father and gave him a tongue-sharing kiss. When she broke the kiss, she sighed and said, "Thanks for being my Dad." As Kim was taking off her jacket Gwen similarly embraced and kissed him and said, "Thanks for understanding our relationship, I do love you. Sit please, on the couch, Kim and I'll be right back." Emerson heard them moving things around in the kitchen and when Gwen came out to set the table she was topless wearing just her tight pants and heels. Her large areola appeared to be prominent because the skin tone of her breasts was so light. "Like what you see. It's a preview of dessert; your daughter has the other half." Just then Kim came out of the kitchen carrying a bottle of wine. She too was topless and looked to have hiked her skirt up a bit, her stocking tops were now below the hem of her skirt. Gwen walked over to Emerson, bent to lightly kiss him and put her hand around is erect cock. "Yes he is, sweetheart, very much." "Is Mom still anti-fucking?" asked Kim around a forkful of salad. "Pussy wise, that is." Looking up from the breasts on his left and across from him Emerson kind of choked and replied, "Yeah, but not mouth wise. In fact your mother has finally deigned to give me a credible blow job," he grinned. "Good, we've been practicing with a dildo, and think we'd like to see how well we've learned on the real thing. Wanna let us try?" smiled Kim reaching for his hand. "Like what you see?" she asked as they both straightened their backs to push their boobs out. "Oh, God. Could you have any doubt about how you both arouse me?" Emerson asked. "When did you both become interested in males?" "A girl can be bi can't she? We were bedded by one, a couple of times, and decided that we like it, almost as much as tongues, toys and fingers," smiled Gwen. "Who," Emerson blurted out before he could bite his tongue. "Sorry, I shouldn't ask," he said apologetically. "We don't mind telling you, in fact you know him quite well. He's a fantastic lover and we'll fuck him again, won't we dear?" smiled Kim at her lover. "Yep, a real cock is a treat from an experienced lover," smiled Gwen. "Scott," smiled Kim. "Oh yes, now I remember you telling me. Scott, my oldest friend and business partner," replied Emerson . "The one and only. We've spent some time with Veronica and their daughters as well. What an erotic family. As soon as Mom decides she's ready, she should have him as her first extra-marital lover. You'd enjoy Veronica as well, I can guarantee that!" emphasized Kim. "After last night I suspect she'll also enjoy the delights Veronica and the girls have to offer," Gwen quipped with a wink. Lunch was delicious but perhaps more delicious was the sexual banter that the three enjoyed. As the she cleared the dishes, Kim announced, "Dessert will be served in the bedroom. Go sit on our bed, we'll be in shortly." Being self conscious Emerson turned to hide his bulge as he stood. Kim and Gwen traded knowing glances and smiles as he turned away further and headed down the hall. "Okay, we've tortured him enough, let's go," smiled Gwen after dawdling in the kitchen for ten minutes. Emerson heard the click, click of two pair of heels coming down the hall and excited with anticipation his cock got even harder. The two ladies entered the bedroom and paused for a moment to look at him. Kim said wide-eyed, "My, my. My Father's on my bed. I wonder what he wants?" "Probably what most men want when they see two bare breasted females together," grinned Gwen as she embraced Kim and began to give her a tongue-lashing kiss while mashing their breasts together. As the kiss continued they lovingly caressed each other's back before they began caressing, squeezing and pinching each others nipples. Again Gwen slid her hand down Kim's back where she proceeded to pull her lover's skirt up and began fondling her ass while Kim cooed quietly and kept loving her tits. As they broke the kiss they noticed that Emerson's pants were tented. "Oh, my," said Gwen, "I think Daddy needs to get his cock out before it breaks off." With lustful eyes they both approached Emerson. Gwen pushed his shoulder and he fell back on the bed with his legs dangling off the side. Immediately she began unbuttoning his shirt as Kim with similar eagerness unbuckled his belt and pulled his zipper down. As Kim pulled his trousers down she also tugged his boxers with them. He lifted his butt to make it easier. Gwen pulled his shirt off as Kim took off his shoes and socks and finished taking his pants off. "Daddy's got as nice body doesn't he lover? Kim asked. "Mmmm. Nice cock too," grinned Gwen wrapping her hand around him. As Gwen lightly stroked him, Kim took off her skirt and thumbed down her g-string. "Roll to your side," instructed Kim. Kim went around to the other side of the bed while Gwen stepped out of her heels and shimmied her pants down and off revealing that she was also wearing garter stockings. After shedding her g-string she stepped back into her heels. Gwen asked, "Ready for dessert?" she asked as she climbed on the bed behind him, and lay on her side perpendicular to him. Her pussy was just at the top of his head. She lifted her top leg, opening up her pussy and said as she lifted his head with one hand, scooted under it and lowered it on her thigh above her stocking tops, "It's served, you sexy man." As Emerson shifted his position a bit and tentatively stuck out his tongue he licked Gwen from her asshole to just below her clit. "Ooh, this is going to be good," she sighed. "Nothing is off limits to you Daddy. You can suck, lick, touch, tongue fuck my cunt and my asshole. Put your hand up here and play with my tits, stick a finger in my drenched pussy, anything you want." As Emerson was beginning to explore Gwen's pussy he felt his cock being engulfed by a warm, wet mouth. Kim began laving the underside of his cock. "Suck Daddy, make him come," softly said Gwen. With his seemingly untalented tongue, he was giving Gwen a continuous series of mini-orgasms outwardly evidenced by her twitching stomach muscles and her contented moans. He settled on sucking her clit with an occasional light bite then stuck one finger her pussy. He'd read somewhere during his internet searches about the 'g-spot' so he curled his finger and happened upon Gwen's. She began bucking and saying, "That's it, don't stop, don't stop." As Gwen screamed her orgasm, Emerson's focus shifted to his cock as his daughter bobbed her head. He felt his balls beginning to boil and he said, "Now, Kim" and he tried to pull back so he wouldn't come in her mouth. Kim would have none of that and tightly wrapped her hand around his cock and sealed her lips just below the crown. She could feel the coursing of his load through her hand and that was almost as erotic as her getting her mouth filled. Emerson sighed as he came and Gwen pulled his face to her pussy and locked his head in place with her thighs. As he struggled to catch his breath she thoughtfully released his head. "Well, you certainly know how to eat pussy. Did Mommy teach you that or did Kim?" she purred. "Hazel," he gasped, "I haven't had the pleasure with Kim yet." "How about now Daddy? Come on Kim, enjoy his tongue on your cunt and asshole." The women changed positions and Gwen began laving and sucking Emerson's cock to get him hard. It only took about ten minutes, probably due as much to him eating his daughter as Gwen's efforts. When he was hard again, Gwen turned his hip so he was on his back not his side. Kim pulled her leg from under his head, then straddled his face and lowered her dripping pussy to his face. As he was enjoying himself in his daughter's crotch, he felt a cool breeze on his cock, then it seemed as if Gwen's knees were at his hips and he felt her hand wrapped around him. He had the unmistaken feeling of her pussy swallowing him. God how tight and wet she felt. He was in no mood to argue the point and relaxed and enjoyed the gentle fuck as he ate his daughter. "Oh, Daddy, you feel so nice. We need to do this more often. I like bi better with a cock in me. Come in me Daddy, come in me, yes you can do it, fill my pussy, fill it up. You gave Kim a mouthful, now give me a pussy full." After about ten minutes of a vigorous and relentless workout Emerson obliged her. As he calmed down with both girls drifting off to sleep on each side of him Emerson felt a heavy dose of guilt. Until today he had never been with any woman since he married Hazel, and though he loved fucking her, or more accurately, her fucking him, he knew Hazel had not given him such freedom. He inhaled deeply knowing he had to talk to his wife about this and other things. He tenderly kissed each as he gathered his clothes and left for the tailor. ## I pulled into the Jacobson's driveway and after stopping the car I called Veronica to tell her where I was. She told me to enjoy myself and let her know what Hazel wanted, if it was okay with Hazel. "Be home for dinner?" she asked. "Expect so, don't know why not. It's only two thirty. Love you, see you soon." Hazel must have heard me come in the driveway, she opened it a split second after my finger touched the doorbell. "Does Veronica know you're here?" she asked as she gestured me in. "Yes, I just called her," I smiled. "Amazing, no secrets. You guys share everything, don't you?" she asked putting her arm around my waist and directing me to the living room. "Pretty much share everything, women especially." I turned to face her, put my hands on her lovely hips, pulled her toward me and began to kiss her. Her mouth opened and our tongues entangled, after a few minutes we broke, and Hazel was gasping. "We'd like to share you, both of us, and Veronica would love to fuck your husband silly," I said as I continued pulling her back into my embrace. As she mashed her breasts against my chest, I whispered in her ear, "Just the minute you're ready." "I'm getting close. I still can't get myself to say yes, but ooh, you'll be the second one to know when I do," she said as she turned her face toward me and sought out my lips for another breath-taking kiss. "Right after Emerson, I presume?" I asked after breaking the second kiss. I was surprised I even remembered what we'd been talking about. "Yeah, after Emerson. We've got to stop this, or he's going to be the second," nervously laughed Hazel. "Have you shared Veronica with another man, and what was it like?" "Yes, more than once but with the same man, boy. It was hugely erotic watching her getting fucked. The first time was while I was with another woman in the same bed. Afterwards I felt I didn't give her my best because I was distracted. But I've learned to focus on my lover and just occasionally watch Veronica enjoy herself," I explained. "Man-boy. What do you mean?" she asked sitting down and pulling my hand to direct me to sit next to her. "The only recent male lover she's had has been Cheryl's eighteen year old son, Max," I smiled. "Really, is he any good? He's so young. I do remember dancing with him. He kept that hard tool of his against my thigh while we danced. So he knows how to use it?" "Yeah, Veronica keeps inviting him back. He gets a lot of practice at home too," I grinned. "With?" "Since I trust you both not to repeat this, with his mother and his sister." "No kidding, another incestuous relationship. I never would have guessed," she replied wide-eyed. "I guess the root of these questions is the web sites Emerson's been looking at. What do you want from me? From a male perspective, that is," I asked. "Why do you think he's doing it?" she asked with a concerned look. "I think they're reflective of some of his deepest desires and I suspect he's looking for ways to communicate to you some of those desires. If he felt what he wanted to share but fearing rejection I suspect that if he starts to say something it'll be something minor at first. If there is no rejection he'll open up further. As rejection will only close off him opening up you'll need to be prepared to listen without judgment. Listening without rejecting something he says is not the same as agreeing to do anything other than listen and talk in a non-judgmental fashion. As you talk about a particular interest he may realize that he's not willing step beyond fantasy. Do you understand?" I smiled. "And I could find myself willing to give something a try." "Hazel I don't think he's looking to do anything behind your back. I'm confident that he'd never cheat on you or intentionally hurt you. He loves you too much. You're a stunningly beautiful woman so why would he look for someone else? I think he wants you to expand your sexual horizons, far beyond last Sunday afternoon. Don't feel threatened. Ask him when he gets home. Again, don't judge his answers, enjoy the love he feels for you." "Don't you get jealous when Veronica is getting fucked by another man? Don't you feel that your relationship's threatened?" Hazel asked. "Not in the least, our lovemaking has become more erotic and satisfying than it ever has been. Veronica and I are soul mates and no one will come between us, especially because of sex. There is a difference between having sex for fun and making love to the one you are committed to for life. I understand that you're both going to see Evie tomorrow. Ask her for a female perspective. Better yet call Veronica before you go and get her opinion as well," I concluded. "Feel any better?" "Yes, but I'd feel a lot better if you'd hold me and touch me for a few minutes," she said as she turned and with her side on my thighs and her arms around my neck she began another soul searching kiss. I was emboldened and put my free hand on her thigh, then moved to the inside of her thigh and slowly caressed her leg with my finger tips. She continued the kiss so I moved over her stocking welt to the bare thigh above as she slowly moved her legs apart. She kind of shivered and moaned through our kiss. Her one hand moved to cover my hand and moved it all the way up her thigh and pressed my palm against her pussy. She moaned into my mouth. She began pushing back. Feeling further encouraged I put my fingers under the edge of her g-string and began moving them in her slit. "Ooh, God, Scott, put a finger in me," she cooed temporarily breaking our kiss. I did and she had an orgasm. After her breathing returned to normal, she asked "Are you going to tell Emerson?" "No, you are," I smiled. "You don't think he'll be mad?" "Nope, I think he'll be happy that you're sexually relaxing a bit," I honestly replied. "Ohhh God, I hope so. That felt soo good. I wonder if it'll feel as good if he's in the room the next time it happens?" she asked. "We'll, you'll have to find out sometime. I know Veronica and I'll be eager participants if you want," I said lightly kissing her. "Anything else?" "No, I guess not, at least not now," she replied coquettishly looking at me from under her eyebrows. "Are you going to tell Veronica?" "Of course, so are you," I said standing and offering her my hand. As we stood I turned her back to me and encircled her with my arms, grasping a breast in each hand. "I can close my eyes and see these uncovered, that's why my cock is pressing into your ass" I said as I nibbled her ear. "Veronica's right, you're quite the lover and you will be the second to know," she laughed. "Now get home before I lose all resolve, pull that magnificent cock out of your pants and give you a blowjob." "Hazel! I didn't think you did that," I replied. "Hell yes! Hasn't been too long, but I do. Ask my husband. I enjoy it. Forty-five years old and just giving blow jobs. Ain't that the pits?" she wryly said. "No, at least it's not ever," I laughed. I took her face in both hands and kissed her one more time. She pushed her crotch against me and asked, "See you at the club Friday?" "Of course." When I got in the car I noticed it was three thirty. All that passion expended in an hour. Emerson's in for some good lovin' tonight, I smiled as I turned around and headed for home. Arriving home I noticed that the Styrofoam walls for the garage were already up. They really do go up quickly I thought. When I walked in the door Veronica was on her cell phone as she walked over and kissed me. She mouthed, "Hazel" and walked back into the dining room with the phone to her ear. Any Chance We Could Ch. 45 "Lauren," I said as I walked into the den. "We need to get rid of all the older cars. Check with Cheryl to see if she wants a couple for Beth and Max, then call The Salvation Army to come get what's left. Also call Gwen and Kim and find out if they want to donate theirs. There are a couple of Enterprise rentals in the 'fleet' that need to be returned as well. Have Cheryl gather up all the keys to the old cars as well." "Kim and Gwen want to donate theirs, Cheryl said Max could use one, Beth is quite happy with her Mustang. I'd asked her about them at lunch today. I guess Max would have to come over and pick one. I'm sure Veronica'd like that," she grinned. "Also we've learned nothing further on the land. My lead should be back in the office tomorrow. Also I'm meeting with an officer from the bank that holds the loan. I don't know if they'll be forthcoming with any other information but they could be if I express interest in buying the loan." "Good. Did I tell you how gorgeous you look today?" I smiled. "Yes, but you can say it as often as you want, thank you very much. I'm leaving at four thirty again for a ref gig, but I can come back after if you need me to," she replied. "I don't need you to come back, but if you'd like to do so, feel free. I'm sure someone will share their bed with you," I grinned. "Or you can sleep alone in the guest bedroom if you want," I chuckled. "Don't count on it, sleeping alone in the guest room that is. I'll be back after I pack a few things. By the way I got a revised draft of the foundation documents and don't think that they're what you're looking for. I have the feeling the lawyer is just printing out some additional boiler plate and saying 'here it is'. I think I did more research than he did. Should I look for another attorney or are you committed to this one?" she asked with a concerned look on her face. "If you're not happy with his work product, and it sounds like you're not, replace him. I've no allegiance to him. We've done business with the firm for years, but apparently they're not into not for profit work and I think their work has slipped a bit as the three named and founding partners are approaching retirement. I trust your judgment, exercise it," I told her. "I want to fund the foundation before year end for the tax advantage, so that's our deadline, do you agree?" "Yes, this is a big income year for you so let's maximize as many deductions as we can, including reinvesting in a new business or two," Lauren smiled. Carol was sitting on the couch in the den reading something in a three ring binder. "No work today?" I smiled. "Yeah, I took the day off. No meetings were scheduled, so now I'm reviewing my presentation for Monday week. I've still got a lot to add, so it's a good thing it's over a week away," she smiled. I sat next to her and put my arm across her shoulder and pulled her back against me, asking, "Does this bother you? Carol turned broadly smiling, "Of course, but I'll manage to try to concentrate. What time is it?" "About four, why?" I asked. "I'm picking someone up at the airport. He's on a five forty-five arrival from Chicago," she replied. "Someone I know," I asked. "No. I don't think you do. He's Jack. Jack Winthrop. He's flying in from Fargo to interview for a St. Louis County admin job. I've known him for five years or so. He and his family used to live in Town and Country. His mom and dad retired to Majorca a couple of years ago and his sister works as a trust attorney in Vegas. He got in touch with me Monday at school and asked if I could spend a little time with him. I offered to take him from the airport to his hotel in Clayton and he said he'd buy me dinner," she explained with smile on her face. "Fargo, huh. I'll bet our climate will seem like heaven to him. Does he have a family?" I asked. "Two, or three children depending on how you count," answered Carol "Come on Carol, don't be circumspect, give me some facts." "Sorry. He and his wife have two kids, a girl who is four now and a boy who is almost three. His mother lives with them and she has a daughter who also is four. The birthdays of the two girls are a day apart," Carol smiled. "Oh," I replied. "He fathered both? A child by your wife and mother sounds like an interesting story and he sounds like an interesting character. You have some catching up to do, I guess?" "Yes he did, yes he his and a couple of years worth," she smiled. "How do you know him?" I curiously asked. "Same social circle," she replied. Veronica had walked in and was sitting next to her and asked, "Social circle, as in swinging? Can I assume that you're telling Scott about Jack?" "Yes," replied Carol looking down. "My dearest wife to be," began Veronica, "As I told you this morning Handsome and I've agreed that if you want to stay in your 'social circle' feel free to do so. Perhaps someday we'll ask to be invited. We both love you unconditionally, but you know that. There are no conditions on our marriage to you and I'm sorry we didn't dissuade right then when you when you offered to stop. So enjoy, I know we'll love to hear some of your tales as pillow talk." "Are you sure?" asked Carol looking in both our eyes as she swiveled her head between us. "I'd sure like to, and I like that you're considering swinging with me." "Swinging?" asked Mary Claire coming in the room. "Are you talking about swinging?" Can I ask you some questions?" "Shoot," smiled Carol. "Gloria has invited me to attend a party with her Saturday at a condo in the CWE. She said it was a swinger's party," said Mary Claire sitting on the coffee table in front of us. "Yeah, there's a younger group of our larger group that gets together every other month or so in addition to our monthly gatherings," began Carol "Younger group?" asked Veronica. "Yes, all pretty much under thirty. The majority of the whole group is between thirty and sixty. These younger 'kids', probably total sixteen to twenty, party together occasionally. Their parties are usually attended by eight to fourteen. Now what else do you want to know Mary Claire?' asked Carol. "Are there some dos and don'ts I should know about?" asked Mary Claire. " Four main ones which are common. 'No' means 'no', drink in moderation, or better yet don't drink any alcohol at all, third, no drugs and fourth, no unprotected sex." "I'm on the pill, is that what you mean?" asked Mary Claire. "No. No bareback or bare penis sex, it's usually frowned on but sometimes a woman will allow it with someone she knows and trusts. Some hosts provide condoms, but be on the safe side, since you won't know anyone, take your own supply of rubbers and don't allow anyone inside you without one on. Don't worry about offending anyone by checking to see if he's got one on as he gets ready to fuck you," continued Carol. "What about blow jobs?" asked Mary Claire. "Those too. You may want to take a supply of flavored ones for fellatio, but always use one. Anal is the same thing, no rubber, no penetration. Make that your mantra. Newbies at a party are usually hit on fairly hard and are often asked to indulge in bareback sex because 'that's how it's done in this group'. There are three guys, possibly four, in that group who may say it. It's bullshit, don't fall for that line. There was only one man in our larger group who I allowed to enjoy bareback with me. Outside the group you notice I don't ask for them from Scott or Max. If someone else joins us, until I know something about him, I'll not have bareback sex with him," smiled Carol. "If anything holds me back from joining a group, that's probably it," I interjected. "I think I may be the same, I love the feel of come splashing on my cervix or the back of my throat," said Veronica. "Oh, you get used to it with ten to fifteen or more cocks in you during the course of the evening. It's just sex. You get so much stimulation from repeated penetration that when Scott or Max splashes into you it'll really feel special," explained Carol "Oh!" exclaimed Lauren. "I lost track of the time, I've got to get ready to go." Getting up from her desk she asked, "Mary Claire, can I use your bathroom?" "Sure. Want some help?" grinned Mary Claire. "Then I'd be late for sure. I've been invited back, so maybe then," grinned Lauren over her shoulder as she walked quickly from the den. "I've got to freshen up myself," said Carol. Before getting up she kissed both Veronica and I, saying to each of us, "I love you". "Did you know about Carol's friend?" I asked Veronica. "Not 'til this afternoon, no. Are you concerned?" "I don't think so. I'd like to meet him and his family if he's so special to Carol. Wouldn't you?" I asked. "Sure. And I'm sure we will, especially if he takes the job and moves here," explained Veronica. Dinner was a quiet affair if you discount all four women with sheer blouses, no bras, no skirts, garter hose and heels. After dinner Ashley and Katrina dragged, yes dragged, me to my bed and shockingly enough allowed me to eat them both. Veronica helped Mary Claire clean up the kitchen and they joined us to watch a James Bond flick on a Showtime channel. It was hard for me to concentrate on the movie surrounded by my almost naked brood, the g-strings had disappeared somewhere along the course of the evening, so had all my clothes as well. Lauren returned about nine, came upstairs, showered and entered the master suite to join us wearing only heels and black semi-sheer panties with red stitching that read, "It's all for you." "Girls, Dad and I have something we want to talk to Lauren about, could you leave for awhile when this ends," grinned Veronica. Mary Claire snuggled Lauren and I'm sure she was 'primed' when the girls left us. "Okay, now I'm worried," frowned Lauren sitting Indian fashion in front of us with her hairless pussy invitingly on display through the gossamer fabric. "Don't be," I said stretching my arms out to her. "We want to love you without any distractions." As she moved into my arms and we kissed, Veronica knelt beside us and left a trail of kisses along her shoulders. An hour later when Carol walked into the bedroom Lauren was lying on her back with a very satiated look on her face, her knees bent, her pussy leaking my come "God, both of you, that was incredible. I suppose I'm too old for you to adopt me, but I'm yours." Carol stood smiling at the scene as she began to undress. I noticed she wasn't wearing panties and I assumed she'd left without them. All four of us used the bathroom and then Veronica and Lauren snuggled as they watched Carol lay with her breasts on my chest as she began kissing me. "I owe you an explanation about tonight and about tomorrow night. Jack, as I told you was active in my social circle. So were his wife, her sister and her mother. After dinner tonight Jack called them and I talked to both his wife and her mother. His wife encouraged me to spend tomorrow night with Jack before he came back home on Friday. I explained to Elise that I was in a committed relationship with you and Veronica and that I needed to talk to you two first. I hope you understand that tomorrow night is just about sex, not how I feel about us. In keeping with what I told Mary Claire, Ill take some condoms. Now would you please fuck me? She asked into my mouth. "Have fun. Get on top and I'll see what I can do, and I'm not worried. Even though you came home without your panties," I said as I teasingly slapped her buttock once. As Carol lowered herself onto my cock she explained, "He's got nice hands and I kinda let him find my g-spot. I left because he's got a day of interviews and I wanted him to be sharp. And I needed to talk to both of you. If he takes this job they'll move back here. You'll love both his wife and mother. They're both bi and I told my wife this morning that she'd love them as well." She stopped talking and began swirling her hips in earnest. She was already so heated that she powerfully came in a matter of minutes. She kept going, riding furiously up and down, back and forth on me driving herself to a second glorious orgasm less than four minutes later and I followed a minute later, giving her a nice load. Before rolling off me I assured her that spending the night with Jack was okay with me, assuming that Veronica had already given her approval. As she rolled off me, Veronica with a glint in her eye quickly moved between her legs and began licking the drool of come. Lauren climbed off the bed, walked around the footof the bed and climbed back in beside me. As I put my arm around her chest and began caressing a breast she asked, "Can I sleep right here?" "Of course you can," answered Carol as she grunted because Veronica had her g-spot under her finger in her cunt. Carol's right leg started to rise slightly and shake, a clear sign that Veronica was on the verge of providing Carol with her third orgasm. Five minutes later we were groggily enjoying our afterglow, me cuddled with Lauren, and Veronica and Carol in each other's arms. Mary Claire came in, dutifully turned off the camera and the lights, straightening the sheets and blankets as she covered us. Still without saying a word, she crawled against my back and draped her arm across me, where it rested against Lauren's other breast. Veronica moved up from Carol's lower chest to nestle against her neck, pulling the sheet and blanket a little higher with her. As I fell asleep I heard her ask Carol, "Will I like him, and will handsome like his wife and mother?" As sleep pulled me into its warm hold, the very last thing I heard was Carol mumbling, "Very much." ## Emerson walked in the front door a bit before five. "Sorry I'm so late, but lunch dragged on longer than I thought and the tailor was in an ultra precise mood. He took forever to fit my new tux but he promised it would be ready by next Tuesday. I did stop for a few extra minutes though and bought you this." He reached into a pocket and brought out a square black velvet box and handed it to Hazel. She opened the lid to see a simple diamond encrusted heart pendant on a fine silver chain. "Put it on me, please," she smiled taking it from the box. As Emerson was fastening the catch and she looked at it in the mirror she asked, "What's the occasion?" "None really, I saw it and thought you'd like it," Emerson smiled. ... "Well, there perhaps is a reason. It happened at lunch today with Gwen and our daughter." Feeling the need to be honest with his wife he began explaining the whole lunch event beginning with both women topless and ending with him fucking Gwen. He sheepishly said, "I didn't intend for it to happen, but Kim was sitting on my face and Gwen went from blowing me to impaling herself on my cock. I couldn't see what she was preparing to do so I couldn't do anything about it. Are you angry with me?" Emerson asked sliding his arms around his wife and lightly grasping her tits. She didn't immediately reply because she was a little perplexed that she wasn't angry, not even disappointed in him. She shook her head, "I don't think so. I would have gotten well pissed if you hadn't told me and learned about it from someone else. So I guess I'm okay with you fucking her particularly after what she and I did last night." She paused, "I'm surprised by how I feel. Oddly I feel aroused by what you did. Maybe I'm more ready than I thought to stretch some of my limits." "Are you implying what I think you are saying?" She turned in his arms, kissed him and then looked him in the eyes, "Emerson, I love you more than my own life. I don't want to jeopardize either our love or relationship. Veronica and I are seeing Evie tomorrow and perhaps she can help me to understand my feelings for you and my desires and fantasies. I do have something to ask you, come sit." Hazel took his hand and led him to the couch, sat at his side then turned and put her legs across his, pulling her skirt up to her waist. She put his hand on her upper thigh. "While we've made love for all these years, I confess that I'm only now just starting to discover the joys of having sex. I've not been a good lover have I?" "I've always enjoyed making love to you Hazel," he said before kissing her lightly on the lips. "You are most kind my love. I'm now realizing that I've been a prude all these years. I'm now starting to discover sex and see myself as a sensual and sexual being. I may not yet be skilled in giving you a blow job but I'm committed to becoming the best I can be for you. I was wrong in thinking oral was so dirty and disgusting. I fear I've been wrong about so much when it comes to sex. I wanted so dearly to be a 'good 'wife." Again kissing her Emerson assured her, "You were and are now a good wife. Precious, you're an outstanding wife." "You're too kind. Let's be honest," she sighed. "Our sex life has been dull because I've been a prude. I was wrong thinking a good wife didn't do those things, or even enjoy sex, or have sexual desires. Instead of establishing my own views and what was right for me, I was wrong to accept my aunt's, my mother's and my pastor's wife's views about sex and what it meant to be a good wife. " "I accidentally used your laptop today and visited some of the websites that were in your history. Why are you looking at swinger and hot wife sites? Are you planning on doing something I should know about?" asked Hazel with tears starting to form in her eyes. "No, Precious, ... heavens no. I was trying to learn about the terms so I could develop an approach to sharing my desires with some knowledge about what I wanted us to do. For years I've had these fantasies of watching you with other men." He paused to give her a chance to respond. Hazel, recalling what Scott said about listening without reacting negatively, quietly took his hand and encouraged him by being honest, "I felt I was a bad wife for having a fantasy about being with two men and another with five men. It sounds like we've not been that far apart. Go on my dear." "Wow," he said trying to control his excitement and not smile too much. "I'd like to start gradually, perhaps being in bed with Scott and Veronica and watching them making love, if they're agreeable, and letting them see us doing the same. When you're comfortable with that I'd like to swap and watch Scott fuck you, and you watch me fuck Veronica. Then, perhaps if it goes well we could become involved with a few more couples, one being our daughter and her partner, then perhaps some of the women in Scott's harem. What do you think?" he hopefully asked. "Well, Scott dropped by here this afternoon at my invitation, I guess it was while you were fucking Gwen, so I could talk to him about finding those web sites. Turns out that he's already shared Veronica with another man and finds it very erotic. He professes no jealousy and I believe him. Jealousy may not be as big an issue if we remain honest with each other and work to maintain the vitality of our relationship." "I agree. We've got to remain focused on maintaining open communication and on keeping our relationship strong," he nodded. "My love, admittedly I may have kissed him somewhat more passionately than I have in the past. I wound up in his arms with his finger in my pussy. I gathered my wits about myself and stopped there, but, I swear in five more minutes I'd of had him fucking me if I hadn't stopped." She took a deep breath and exhaled, "I guess I'm opening up quicker than I'd have suspected even this morning and quite frankly I feel good about myself and where we're headed," Hazel grinned as she stroked Emerson's erection. "Really! You almost fucked him?" asked Emerson with a broad grin. "You'd like to swap with them?" If he could have he'd of stood and jumped up and down with excitement. Any Chance We Could Ch. 45 As Hazel unzipped his fly she said, "Was Gwen a good fuck?" "Aah, y-y-y es," he stuttered. As Hazel was bending down to take him in her mouth, "As good as me?" The question hug there as her mouth engulfed his cock. After enjoying him for a moment she let him slide from her mouth as she remarked, "She tastes good, very yummy wasn't she." Holding onto Emerson's cock Hazel shifted to straddle his legs and lowered herself on his rod. Emerson had washed up before coming home but he realized that in her own way his wife had just told him that she'd tasted Gwen Monday night. His cock responded and seeing the look on his face, Hazel smiled and winked as she took him fully into herself. Whenhe was completely inside her he excitedly began to unbutton her blouse. Tossing off her blouse and bra he aggressively latched onto her hardened nipples. Hazel concentrated her movements below her waist and fought to keep her torso still so Emerson could stay connected to her tits. Hazel moaned again and again. She was aware that she was not just wet, but she was so well wetted that her fluid was pooling at the base of his hard rod. She couldn't recall being so aroused and desirous of having sex. She mumbled her "ohhs" and grunted through one climax. She wasn't satisfied. She wanted even more and kept riding him to his delight. After ten more minutes they came almost simultaneously. Seconds later she collapsed on top of him. With her sweat glistening breasts mashed into his chest they kissed lovingly as their hearts still continued to beat wildly. As they embraced with him softening inside her, he said "You're better." "Huh?" "Better than Gwen," he smiled up into her face. "Evidently our daughter's lover has become both our first extra-marital lover." "Uh-ha," she moaned before lowering her face and eagerly kissing him with all the passion her heart could muster. And that became what would be a five or six minute frantic tongue tangling kiss as they rolled over each other and the couch. After cooling down and sharing the better part of a bottle of wine over a quick dinner, knowing that their marriage had just changed and would continue to evolve, they went to the bedroom, slowly stripped each other, showered together and made love two more times. As they started to doze off in the afterglow, Emerson thought, "She's ready. I hope that she'll become a hot wife...a very hot wife." At that moment Hazel was thinking, "I hope he's ready to start a whole new phase in our life. I hope that he's prepared for me wearing an anklet that I'm going to order from the jewelry site he visited several times. Please vote and thank you for reading. Any Chance We Could Ch. 46 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to fully appreciate this tale. Thursday, November 8 The sun was just peeping through the edge of the curtain that covered the eastern window of our bedroom. I groggily opened one eye as I rolled over against a warm and nude body. We began to lightly caress each other when she asked, "want to make love handsome?" Never refuse to take the opportunity to make love to your soul mate. "Of course," I answered pulling her more tightly to me. "Where's everyone else?" "They got up forty-five minutes ago, I recalled that we don't have to be anywhere for awhile so I though we could be Lord and Lady of the castle and enjoy just the two of us in bed," lightly laughed Veronica. "Let me pee and brush teeth and do just that," I replied gently squeezing her ass. "I need to do that too," she replied as she tossed the sheets off. When we climbed back in bed she pulled me down on top of her, passionately kissed me and ran her nails across my back. As I got harder she reached for my cock and lightly stroked me. "Come on handsome, put that wonderful cock inside me. Let me feel your weight on top of me. Take me to the moon," she panted spreading her legs. I moved between her legs and noticed her wetness glistening. She was already aroused but using my right hand I teasingly rubbed my cockhead up and down her wetted the length at least eight times until she begged me, "Put it in me! Fuck me! Take me, I'm all yours!!" Smiling I entered her well lubricated pussy and began to slowly trust into her. With the second stroke her hips began to trust back. She quickly came and as she regained her breath, I began to move onto my knees and pulled her legs perpendicular to her hips and deeply entered her. As I slid slowly in and out she began cooing and mewing. Each time I tried to nestle my tip against her inner lips which further increased her panting. Veronica put her hands behind her knees, spread her legs out to each side and came again with a rippling orgasm that seemed to last two or three minutes. "God, what you do to me," she sighed trying to normalize her breathing. "Let me get on top. I want you to play with my boobs," she smiled as she began to straighten her legs. I stayed in her as we rolled over to my back. She tucked her legs to my sides and resettled on me. I reached for her breasts and she leaned forward a bit to give me a comfortable distance to fondle her. As she began moving her hips back and forth then swirling she began panting. She leaned down putting her nipple against my lips saying, "These are yours, suck 'em, bite 'em." I bit one and then the other. When I bit the second, I bit harder than the first which brought forth a guttural animalistic groan. I found myself grunting and groaning in response. We were making love but also rutting and growling like animals. At that thought I could feel my balls tightening and a moment later we came together, strongly and beautifully. Still gasping for air Veronica collapsed on my chest. I put my arms around her and held her with her face nestled against my neck. "I love you Veronica. I've never loved anyone as much as I love you. You being mine has made me the happiest man on earth." "Ooh, handsome, I love you too. I know. Let's get married. Say next week. Free on Friday?" she cooed. "Why yes I am and I'd like to do that, very much. Reserve the day," I laughed kissing her. About ten minutes later with me still partly in Veronica, Cheryl came in and asked, "Are you two going to eat, food that is, this morning. Mary Claire says she'll fix something for you if you are. The rest of us've eaten and three of your women are gone." "Yeah, we'll eat, listen for the shower, or turn the camera on and watch for us to get up," I smiled holding Veronica tightly to me. I turned the cameras off after we dressed and were leaving the bedroom. I was wearing khakis and a long sleeve oxford cloth shirt, Veronica in a mid-thigh length flared skirt, a silk blouse, thigh highs and a pair of strappy slides. "Wow, talk about looking 'just fucked', you two could be poster children," laughed Mary Claire as we walked into the kitchen. After we ate I was in the den discussing legal options for the foundation with Lauren who was looking stunning in a very short skirt, sheer top, exposed stocking tops. Cheryl walked in just as I was tempted to stand behind her and touch her tits. She gave me a message slip that said that George Clarkson had called and wanted to meet me for lunch some time. He'd like me to call him back. Cheryl then said that she'd talked to Norma at the old office and was told that at the end of the month Monty would be terminated. Monty was hired for general maintenance and janitorial work after our office enjoyed its first growth spurt. He was mildly mentally challenged, but he was a diligent and faithful worker. Since he was way down on the totem pole of employees we hadn't thought to include him in our early-termination caveat. "Well he'll probably have a hard time getting on someplace else, I think he's in his late fifties now, especially since employment is getting tight. I doubt if Citi would write him a decent recommendation. I should have thought about him when we were working out the details with Citi. Any thoughts either of you?" I asked and then explained his situation for Lauren's benefit Lauren was the first to speak, "I assume you want to take care of him." "Yes, I feel kinda obligated and I assume Emerson will as well. He's a good guy. He'd give you the shirt off his back to help. Monty is a big Cards fan that I would cadge field level seats two or three times a season from clients and take him and his wife to a game," I replied. "If my memory serves me, she works as a cook in a high school cafeteria." "Why not hire him as a handy man, lawn man, and for other general work like that. I was already wondering about looking at hiring a different firm to cut the lawns and weed the gardens. He can take care of both properties and possibly Emerson's as well. I assume we'd have to purchase the necessary lawn equipment, but in the long run he'd probably be better than the lawn service you're currently using. Cheryl should interview him since he'll work under her supervision. I also assume he'd need medical coverage and pension contributions," she smiled. "Cheryl, talk to him. If you agree and if he's amenable, hire him. Pay him a fair wage and cover him with insurance and the pension plan. I recall that in the last eight years or so we gave him sizeable year end bonuses as annuities so he'd have a nice nest egg to retire on. I think he's too young to retire now, but stress that he could take whatever time he needed to travel with his wife and kids, two I think, when he wanted too. Use your discretion on rate of pay and let this lovely young thing know the money details," I gestured toward Lauren and smiled. "I shall, I'm confident he'll take the job because he really likes you Scott. He always gave your office extra attention and happily ran errands for Grace," Cheryl replied. "May I make a suggestion?" "Since we know he's going to be let go, why don't we act preemptively before he gets called into a meeting with the new management. He's given himself to Midwest and the new management letting him go'll be a big letdown. Monty doesn't like feeling that he's receiving charity. If we offer him a job after being let go he may think it's charity and refuse." Cheryl was right. Monty worked hard and was always going the extra mile. I nodded, "You're right Cheryl. Move today to get hold of Monty. Let's give him the impression that we want him and are willing to lure him away to become our employee. Offer him more than he's currently getting and work in another benefit or two, such as education grants for his kids." "It'll be my pleasure to do that," Cheryl smiled. "You're a kind man, Scott. Very thoughtful," smiled Lauren. "No wonder everyone thinks so highly of you." "Thanks," I replied as I left the room with the call slip in hand and punched George's number into my cell after picking it up off the kitchen counter. I need to tell Veronica about this, I thought. Soon, a receptionist answered, stringing out a list of names. I asked for him and was connected. "George, Scott Appleton returning your call. You're Jeanine's husband, am I correct?" "Yes," he replied. "Jeanine told me about the conversation she had with you yesterday and I'd like to meet you. Have you got time for lunch sometime soon?" "Sure, how about tomorrow? Where?" I asked. At least he was pleasant, not sounding curt, I thought. He named a restaurant in Clayton and we agreed to meet at twelve thirty. "I'll be the one with the cane," he said chuckling. "I'll be there George. I'm looking forward to it," I closed the conversation. "Hi handsome, didn't know where you were." "Den, admiring my gorgeous staff and discussing an employment matter of one of our former Midwest employees. Incidentally, yesterday when I took Jeanine back to the car store she kinda propositioned me. I just got done accepting a lunch invitation from her husband." I began. "Are they swingers?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. "No. He was wounded in Afghanistan and is essentially physically impotent. She wondered how I keep all the women in this house satisfied and wanted to understand why her husband was encouraging her to take a lover. She correctly assumed that I might be a good lover and perhaps serve as a surrogate penis. I suggested that she discuss it with her husband before doing anything and I guess we'll do that tomorrow. Do you want to come with me?" "Probably. Hazel is on her way now to pick me up. We're having lunch with Evie at that restaurant across from the Esquire on Clayton Road," she explained lightly kissing me before rushing up the stairs. Nearly thirty minutes later she'd changed into a slightly longer skirt and higher heels and was radiant in daytime makeup. Her lipstick perfectly matched her nails and I assume her toe nails as well. Since they were covered by her black pumps, I couldn't tell for sure. "When did you do your nails, they were a different color at breakfast," I asked. "Boy you're observant. We did them after breakfast. Mary Claire has many talents, she even ate me while the polish dried," grinned Veronica. "Multitasking eh?" I smiled. Hazel pulled up in her Navigator. Veronica lightly kissed me again and headed out the door saying, "Behave." I spent the rest of the morning reading various investment reports, two of which Emerson had mentioned that were must reads. Later Mary Claire fixed hot sandwiches and I thoroughly enjoyed a staff luncheon. Cheryl mentioned that Max was coming by after school to look at the cars. I told her he could take any one he wanted, Lauren would prepare a bill of sale and he could give her the keys to his old car and we'll donate it with the rest. "I've got a couple of errands to run, if he gets here before I get back tell my wife that she's welcome to enjoy him upstairs. Just have her turn on the camera," I smiled at Cheryl and Lauren. I dropped by Dave's office building mid-afternoon while I was between errands. When I walked to Dave's office it was closed and dark so I went to Keith's. Joy was working head down making notes on blue prints spread on the drafting table. When she looked up , "Oh, Hi. I didn't know you were coming by. If I had I wouldn't have worn a bra today," laughing. "Well, I must say I certainly enjoyed looking at you Monday without one. But that's not why I stopped by. I wanted to make a few comments to Dave about widening the drive by five or more feet. Is he going to be around today?" "No, he's in Springfield 'til late Saturday afternoon at an adjustors' convention. I just was looking through the notes on your job and refining some scheduling. I saw a notation about widening your drive by six and half feet." "That man and I think along the same lines," I replied. "Did he schedule a meeting Saturday morning with you?" she asked undoing one of the buttons on her denim shirt. "Yes, but I guess it's off if he's gone," I replied "No, Keith is going to come and bring a Sweets catalog for some final decisions on plumbing fixtures," she replied undoing another button. "I think I'll have to come with him," Joy smiled undoing another button. "Should I close the door?" I asked. "Sure, Keith is at the Jacobson's new house with Emerson and Hazel interpreting some remodeling requests, but if he comes back early he won't mind," she replied now down to her waistband with unfastened buttons. She pulled her shirt plackets apart showing me her sheer tan bra and wonderful darker areolas and with her nipples tenting her cups. "Still like 'em?" she asked smiling. "Yes. Why are you doing this?" I asked extending my arms to her as she walked around the drafting table and melted into me. "You're hot. I understand from Dad your whole family is. I'd like to find out in person some day," she looked up at me with parted lips. "And I like to play with a willing man." "I thought Dave didn't get intimate with clients," I said as I bent slightly to cover her open mouth with mine. As our tongue tangling kiss broke, she looked in my eyes and said, "Do I look like Dave?" "Not hardly, but what would Keith say?" I asked with a hand on each breast. "He has lovers. I have lovers. He plays and I play. We have an 'open marriage'. I know who he fucks. He knows who I fuck and we're good with it. I'm not going to leave him for you or any man, and I know the same about him." I kissed her. Then she added, "He sleeps with my sister and my mother, and I'm okay with it. He's the one who's in my bed day in and day out and when we're out I know he'll be going home with me at the end of the day. I told him I'd like to fuck you and he told me to go for it." "Wow," I grinned. "Got time right now?" "Ahh, I'd sure like to but I'm not an 'on the desk' kinda guy. As soon as we can share a proper bed I'd like to. You're a beautiful, enticing young woman and we will, soon." "I can live with that. I'll definitely come with him Saturday. You have beds there don't you? I'm sure my husband would love to do your wife. Soo, would your wife want to join us?" she asked looking at me under her eyebrows. I replied "Yes," as I turned her around and ground my cock into her ass through the tight jeans. I put a hand in her bra and gently caressed her firm breast. She turned her head and we kissed again. "Are you sure? We can clear off this desk. Both Keith and Dave have bent me over it and fucked me on it before," she said as she turned around and gave me another breath-taking kiss. "Sweetheart, you're wearing me down, but let me have a rain check for right now," I smiled kissing her neck. "God, I'm so wet now that a rain check might not work. Are you sure? These jeans will come right off, want to see?" she asked unfastening the top button on her pants. "God, you are so very tempting. Saturday, plan on getting a tour of our house and I'll happily scratch this itch of yours," I sighed as I teasingly danced my finger tips across her chest. "I hope you're not teasing about Saturday. Monday you turned me on something fierce and I'm aching to fuck you," she grinned refastening her jeans. "I'm not. I've got to keep my scheduler happy," I laughed. "One more kiss. Put your hands back on these," she said unclasping her front hook bra. I obliged and she kept her hand firmly rubbing my cock through my pants. The kiss seemed to never end. We finally broke and I bid her adieu. I paused outside her office for a few seconds as I willed my erection down hoping that the receptionist wouldn't see me. I wasn't fully successful because Joy's kisses and breasts were too much. As luck would have it that the receptionist was away from her station as I quickly made my way to the car. I made two more stops, neither one as sexy or as thrilling as Keith's office. Lauren called twice. The first time was to tell me that Max had chosen Katrina's car. He liked the way it smelled, and that she'd called the DMV to find out what the minimum value she could assign to it for the bill of sale. When I asked if Max was with Veronica she replied, "I'm watching the live feed now. She's getting nicely fucked. He is nicely endowed. I'm impressed. You'll enjoy watching the recording when you get home."There was a momentary silence, "Hmmm. Also, he's got a nice and improving technique. You guys are teaching him well. I wonder if he'd like to try me sometime?" she asked. "Tell him you're interested. I can almost guarantee that he'll answer that question with a yes." The second call was an hour later, near four, to remind me that she was leaving for another gig and she'd be back in the morning. She was going to have a late dinner with her co-ref after the game then had some things to catch up with at home. "Well, I'll miss you but we all know that last night wasn't a one time event. I've told you you're free to come and go as you please," I remarked. "Hopefully, more coming than going," she laughed. I reminded her, "Remember, when the new office wing's done you're going to occupy the four room apartment." "That's my plan. See ya in the morning, ... Dad." "Oh my God, another one calling me Dad," I replied but she'd broken the connection before I'd started to make a comment. Veronica and I have a lot to talk about tonight, I thought. I got home about four-thirty and Cheryl was working on the computer in the office. "Where's Veronica," I asked. "I think she's upstairs on the phone," she replied. "Ya know, she did Max this afternoon. If it weren't for that time of the month I'd like you to do me. I'm horny from watching them for a few minutes." "I won't object to the time of the month, want to go upstairs? Now?" I smiled. "I don't think I'd be comfortable with it, but keep that thought and maybe someday in the future I'll let you. Come over here a minute." She said leaning back in her chair. I walked around the desk and as I stood by her side she took my hand and pushed it in the front of her blouse into her bra. "Kinda rub on my nipple for a minute. Umm, like that." I bent to kiss her and as we broke the kiss, I asked if the drapes were closed. "Closed 'em earlier when we were watching Veronica and Max," she smiled putting her hand atop mine. As I kissed her again, I heard Veronica softly laugh "Coppin' a feel there handsome?" She sat on the couch, patted the cushion next to her and said "Come join me, you too Cheryl if you want, I want to tell you about my afternoon." After Cheryl and I got comfortable, she began, "Hazel and I had a lovely lunch with Evie. We talked about a lot of things but one of the major issues was of course Hazel's sexual reservations. We talked at length about them. She told us about Emerson fucking Gwen and how she was amazed how accepting of it she was. There was only mild disappointment, mostly over it happening without her knowing beforehand. Hazel said she was not as jealous as she would have first thought. Yes, she was jealous but it was more a result of a fear that she wouldn't love him anymore. "She laughed that she was actually kinda happy for him, and them as a couple as it broke the ice. Several times she awoke in the middle of the night and found Emerson cuddling her very closely and her him. She laughed that it was if they were both newlyweds, just not wanting to let go of the other. Hazel said she found her love for him to be strangely deeper. She said that in the middle of the night she started to cry, not out of anger or sadness but that after all these years she loved her husband more than ever and felt more secure in their relationship. Any Chance We Could Ch. 46 "We talked about mate swapping. Evie is a swinger and does it regularly. I talked about Max and how accepting you were of him fucking me and how erotic you found it. I don't know if Max finds it particularly erotic but I do enjoy being with a young stud. Evie says at that age it's just pure lust." "By the way," Cheryl grinned, "he's becoming a more sensitive, gentle lover. You and Beth deserve a lot of credit for that," she paused. "Oh, I haven't done much, just let him fuck me," replied Veronica. "Don't sell yourself short Veronica, you started it all. You and the girls have been very patient and gentle with him. Yes, he's becoming a good lover. Beth and I talk about it from time to time. I hope he stays in town after he graduates," she sighed. "He's a responsible young man. I think he's as responsible, or even more so, than most young men five years his senior," I noted. "I'm proud of how responsible and clear minded he's become over the last year. I only hope that he'll find the right young woman to marry," Cheryl informed us. "Evie suggested a way for Hazel to release some of her bound up sexuality was to go to one of the strip clubs across the river. There are several full nudity clubs. She suggested that perhaps a lap dance for Hazel and one for Emerson would be arousing and allow both to test their and ability to be non-judgmental about each other's reaction and the dancers in general." "Hazel, going to a strip club, no way," I gasped and shook my head. "Even if she's changing, I can't see Emerson going, let alone Hazel going with him. Evie's clearly misread her." "You're wrong handsome," Veronica nodded her head. "Hazel liked the idea and is considering talking to Emerson about it. Oh, one other thing. As Max and I began to touch and kiss and get undressed, I called Hazel and left the phone on the nightstand so she could listen. When we finally got on the bed and he was just entering me I put it on the bed next to us and then when I rode him I held it by my mouth, by his mouth, and by my pussy, which was pretty sloppy from his first load of come. I think I may have overacted a bit on my third and fourth orgasms, but oh well," she grinned. "And she listened?" My love beamed as she nodded. "Yes, the whole time. Times are a changing for Hazel." "Next thing you're going to say is that you told her you were recording it and you invited her over to watch the session, or even to watch one live. And maybe next you'll tell her to watch one or two recordings where I'm fucking Lauren or Mary Claire." I was still in a state of shock. I was skeptical and it showed in my tone. I never imagined Hazel would even consider going to a strip club let alone listen on the phone to someone having sex. "What good ideas. I may do just that," Veronica said excitedly. "Anyway, we have a 'date' with them Sunday afternoon and evening and I think, ... I hope, that she'll be up for swapping." "Don't get your hopes up. The Hazel I've known since college may be warming up and becoming more playful, but swapping partners, no way," I replied thinking Veronica needed to lower her expectations and maybe slow things down. "Well, I talked to her less than fifteen minutes ago. She'd masturbated to an orgasm while listening to us. I think you're wrong and she's at the moment of transformation." She finished speaking and I didn't know what to say. I was still trying to digest what'd been happening. I liked the more playful Hazel. Sure she was opening up and Emerson was pushing her. Sure we teased and touched each other a few times and even teased each other yesterday about fucking each other, but when I stopped to think about it and recalled the woman I'd known for twenty-some years, no way she would actually swap partners. "Why don't the two of you go up for awhile," Veronica suggested breaking the silence. "I have to pass. Period," said Cheryl. "Handsome won't mind. It's never stopped either one of us from enjoying me, Carol or our daughters," smiled Veronica squeezing Cheryl's thigh above her stocking top. "That's what he said. I'll think about it, but for today, I'll still pass," frowned Cheryl. Cheryl finished up some calendaring and bade us goodnight. After kissing us both she left, almost being knocked down when the front door flew open and our three bounded in. All three were in chattering moods and continued their good natured bantering of each other as they followed Mary Claire into the kitchen to begin dinner. The few bits of conversation I overheard included 'Keith', 'Joy', 'Gloria', 'Dave' were the most readily identified ones in my mind. Maybe at dinner we'll be entertained with some anecdotes from this afternoon wherever they'd been. My phone began vibrating on the lamp table alongside Veronica and she answered it. "Screening my calls again?" I asked smiling. Looking at me, "Hi, Amy Anne. Tell Tram I enjoyed his flowers and the chocolates and I'm looking forward to Saturday. ... Oh, no, is she hurt badly. ... Well, I'm of course I'm disappointed and I know Scott will be as well. ... We wish her the best . ... Are you calling from your cell? ... So I can call you back on this number? ... Good, we'll talk early next week and you can tell me some good news, I hope. Our best to Tram and Sue and your mom too, ... Bye." Turning to me she said, "Good news bad news, I guess. Amy Anne's aunt fell down a few stairs from her back porch. Her mother was visiting her and was able to get her prompt medical attention. X-rays show a fracture in her thigh near her hip which thankfully is intact. Amy Anne and the kids are driving up to Holland tomorrow morning and the kids will likely spend the weekend and return for classes on Monday with Amy Anne staying for the week. Apparently her Mom's been trying to get her sister into an independent living unit for awhile but she's being stubborn about it. Our 'dates' for Saturday have obviously been postponed." "Geez, did I hear you say her hip's okay, just a broken leg?" I asked. "That's what she said, the ER doc suspected osteoporosis, but until they can talk to her internist they won't know for sure. She'll probably come home mid-week. Tram and Sue will drive back up the following weekend to pick up their mother. Getting old is the pits," frowned Veronica. "Beats the alternative though," I replied. She looked at me for a moment before it registered, then smiled said, "Let's take the Jacobsons to dinner Saturday and maybe we can talk Hazel into going to a strip club after. I'll have Cheryl get a limo for Saturday as well, although this could be a smaller one." "Fine with me, perhaps it'll be fun. Let's test the waters tomorrow night at the club," I suggested as she stood and leaned over the couch next to me to get a piece of paper and a pen to make a note for tomorrow. As she bent over I ran my hand up under her skirt to play with her pussy. "He really did fill you, your g-string's wet," I smiled. As she turned back around and sat making a couple of notes on the pad she'd grabbed, she said, "Yeah, his second load seemed to as big as the first, I really felt filled up. With Katrina not around to 'clean me up' I guess it's the first double load I've had since our early love making days. Feels kinda nice, though," she smiled as she finished her note. As she put the pad down, Veronica had a thoughtful look upon her face. Then she smiled, "Uhhh, I wonder what it'd be like to be on the receiving end of five or six good sized loads from several men." "Let's check on the girls shall we and then have an early bed time," I said standing and changing the subject. I wasn't even lukewarm to the idea of my wife being the subject of a gang-bang. One guy, I had no problem with, being part of threesome with another guy if I was one of the guys was fine too, but up to five other guys was another matter. It wasn't the time to discuss it so after a deep embrace I pulled my head back a bit and said, "Just the two of us tonight?" When she nodded I smiled, "Good." ## Carol met Jack in the lobby of the Crowne Plaza on Carondolet and after a light kiss they walked into the lounge. Seeing Carol wearing a skirt suit with dark stockings and heels brought a broad smile to Jack's face. She couldn't recall Jack ever wearing a business suit. She thought the navy blue suit clearly suited him and added to his handsome features. As they sat across from each other Carol was feeling a bit uneasy, something was nagging her. Jack couldn't tell from her outward appearance, but Carol was feeling cooler toward Jack the longer they talked. After a couple of drinks, wine for Carol and single malt for Jack they walked to the restaurant across and down the street a few blocks. Jack reached for her hand, but as he lightly touched it she transferred her purse to her shoulder next to him and held the strap as they walked. The conversation was pleasant and light as he finished telling her about his wife's deployment to Afghanistan shortly after their daughter's birth. Her mother needed help and Jack hired a nanny to help take care of both children. Virginia was up to speed in three months saying it was just as easy to take care of two as one at their age. Beside with the nanny no longer around, they could resume their open affection for one another and sleep together in the same bed. Dinner was long and delightful, excellent steak as Morton's is known for, unhurried service, nice atmosphere. As dessert was served, Carol was feeling a bit more relaxed, but was still trying to look forward to spending the night with Jack. She thought she was doing a good job of concealing it from Jack but towards the end of the meal he asked if anything was bothering her. Her response, "Just a difficult day at the office. Sorry I didn't mean to bring it with me," seemed to satisfy him. They strolled back to the hotel, Carol again avoided holding his hand. Riding the elevator to his room Jack kissed her more lightly than he intended because Carol didn't react. After entering his room, he helped Carol take off her coat and offered to get her a glass of wine. He reached toward her intending to unbutton her jacket when she said with a tear in her eye, "Sorry Jack I can't do it. The setting is too romantic, I'm afraid if I did sleep with you it might be about more than sex. I'm in love with two kind, gentle, understanding people who've allowed me as much freedom as I've ever wanted. I realize now that if I were to swing again it would be in a group setting, not one on one, particularly with a man for whom I had feelings and was envious of his wife. I'm sorry if I'm disappointing you, but I'm deeply in love and somehow this doesn't seem right. Can you forgive me?" "Carol of course I forgive you. If I'm offered the job I interviewed for today, we'll move back here and maybe you'll be comfortable enough to introduce us to the ones who've captured your heart. Believe me, I identify with what you're feeling. I once allowed Elise a one-on-one week long relationship with a man. It didn't lead to anything else, perhaps because we had a child at the time and she'd hadn't seen her for eight months. With it being above board and him being married too I was okay with it at least until she got home. When she talked about him, I knew he had a special place in her heart. Frankly, for a little while I felt a little threatened, or even jealous you could say, until I realized that it was okay for her to have a unique connection to him and it didn't harm my love for her or hers for me, or our marriage. Have I met him? No, yet I'd like to think he and I could be friends." There was an awkward silence as Carol thought about what to say and do now. She'd not intended to blurt out that years ago she'd developed such strong feelings for Jack that she'd have readily married him if he'd asked and if her feelings had been reciprocated. Though far less intense, it was not until now that she realized how much those feelings still lingered. She was surprised that they'd not disappeared given the intensity of her love for Scott and Veronica. Jack broke the awkwardness, "Let me walk you to your car. Could I still ask you to pick me up in the morning and take me to the airport? If it's okay with you I'd like to go by my parent's and Virginia's houses on the way. Could you do that?" "Of course, Jack and thank you for understanding. We do have a relationship but I think it's best to be demonstrated in a group setting, at least for me and for now. You don't need to see me to my car. I'll see you in the morning, okay," she said with a tear running down her cheek. She wanted to flee from his presence as soon as she could. Jack helped her with her coat and as she looked at him he took both her hands in his and said, "I'm very happy for you and for the ones you love so deeply. Goodnight. Would eight-thirty be too early, my flight isn't until noon? So that'll give me plenty of time to detour to the houses, at least they're almost next door to each other." Silently she nodded. "Goodnight Carol, my very best to you," he said opening the door for her and then holding her hand lightly he kissed her goodnight on her left cheek. "Goodnight Jack, sorry, but it's been a nice evening catching up with your life. Give my best to Elise and Virginia," she said as she walked out the door and down the hall to the elevator. As she walked through the lobby she noticed it was ten-thirty. Seeing the bar, she entered the lounge and ordered a daiquiri. As she was gathering her thoughts she consumed a second and then a third. Fortunately she had enough sense to climb into a cab rather than risk driving in her condition. ## The light mood of the girls continued through dinner and seemed to be tied to the visit that Katrina and Ashley made with Mary Claire to Gloria's for the ACT prep work. Apparently Abi and Sam participated as well and the gist of the afternoon conversation seemed to be more about men and their 'equipment' than preparing for their ACTs. Gloria who had been swinging with her parents for four years had a wealth of experience to share, including insights into the foibles of the male of the species. As dinner ended and coffee was being consumed Veronica said that tonight there'd be no visitors in our bed, "We're taking advantage of Carol being gone and enjoy a rare two-some. Tonight I don't think we'll be turning on the cameras either." "Aww," said Mary Claire, "romantic couple time. That's soo sweet. Enjoy. I'm sure we'll find something to do to keep us from bothering you," giving a knowing look at her sisters. At eight-forty as Veronica and I went up to our bed I told her that I needed to talk to her about something that almost happened that afternoon. After undressing each other, Veronica remained in a half bra, garter belt, stockings and heels while I told her about Joy, both the Monday event as well as today's with my growing erection pushing against her hip. She listened without showing any anger. Just before I finished a slight grin appeared on her face. Her response was predictable, "You wanna fuck her? Both of us?" "Sure." I replied, "She acts as if she really wants too. Let's give her a try if you're willing." I smiled. "Then we shall," grinned Veronica grabbing my cock and lightly began stroking me. "You can take any willing woman at any time as long as you tell me about it before or after. Ohh, there are two other conditions, if the opportunity presents itself that you are willing to share her with me if she's willing, and that I have the same privilege of bedding anyone as long as I tell you about it." We spent some time talking about the conditions and talking out various scenarios. After saying she values my trust and love she changed the subject, "But right now, tell me how much you love me, and what an awesome woman I am, and we'll make love." We made slow, very gentle love for the next hour and a half, gently exploring each other's bodies, with me coming twice and Veronica at least six or seven times. Afterwards we snuggled propped up against the headboard in a pile of pillows mutually enjoying each other's nakedness while talking about the wedding, honeymoon and house decorations. After about an hour, we were starting to feel frisky enough for another round of love-making so we'd started playing the recording of Veronica and Max from this afternoon. We'd just started it when we heard the front door close. "I wonder who's up," I remarked pausing the playback. We then heard the foyer closet door slide, footsteps on the stairs and Carol appeared in our doorway. "Hi, you two, I'm home." Veronica sat up and asked, "Have you been crying?" "Yes," sobbed Carol as she moved a little unsteadily towards the bed. "Will you hold me?" she said with a slight slur. She climbed on the bed fully clothed as Veronica patted some pillows beside her. We both caught a whiff of alcohol as Carol snuggled into Veronica and the pillows. Her arm stretched across Veronica with her hand touching my chest. After a few minutes her sobbing and tears stopped. "I almost did a foolish thing tonight. I was going to spend the night with Jack but this afternoon long before I left work to meet him I began feeling a bit uneasy about old feelings that might be stirred. I felt awkward and uncomfortable and then guilty. To make things worse I blurted out something I shouldn't have said and felt guilty for my feelings and what I said. I do love you guys and I shouldn't feel what I feel and say what I said to him. Will you forgive me," she said as both Veronica and me as I tried to make sense of her rambling statements. "Lover, I'm having difficulty understanding you. Can you say it again but a bit at a time," Veronica asked. After gathering her thoughts she explained, "Before I went to meet him, I didn't feel right about it. I didn't understand it myself until I saw him and he took me to Morton's. The one-on-one meeting with him was too romantic, or it seemed that way to me. He didn't do anything romantic as such, though Morton's does have a nice atmosphere. It had more to do with me than what Jack did or didn't do." "What do you mean, more to do with you," I asked not much more than above a whisper. "I met Jack when he was dating his wife Elise. When we would swing together it was only about sex, the whole group thing was about sex. That's what it was, or so I thought. But he was so handsome, kind, and a skilled lover with a wonderful personality, it wasn't long before I fell in love with him and actually became jealous of Elise for marrying him. I didn't really understand it then or even now, but that's the way I felt. When I saw him again I couldn't help it but some of the old feelings were there again. Even though you gave your blessing for me to sleep with him I felt that I'd be taking something away from you two if I did. So after dinner and after we got to his room I told him I couldn't do it and had to go home. And in my panic to tell him why I all but told him that I loved him back then and still had some of those feelings. He was very understanding. I'm sorry I almost hurt you, or may have for saying what I said to him. Can you two forgive me?" "Of course we do," said Veronica looking at me for assurance. I nodded my head in agreement, "Yes we do. I can understand how you feel and can accept those feelings as part of you." Recalling something that Dave said during our search I added, "Actually there is nothing to forgive, as what you felt then and still do is natural. Feelings you had and still have are fine with me and doesn't distract from our relationship." She looked a little confused so as I held her hand tightly I continued, "Carol my dearest, I love you from the bottom of my heart and so does Veronica. A person who loves deeply and freely will still cherish those feelings from past relationships." Any Chance We Could Ch. 46 "Scott's right my love. He still has feelings for his Cathleen and I'm fine with him having them. I'm coming to understand what Evie means that love is expansive rather than being finite. The more we love, truly love, and are secure in ourselves, the more we're able to love and warmly recall those past love relationships. The feelings I have for you, Cindy and Mary Claire has not taken anything away from the love I have for Scott. If, anything my love is deeper for him. We trust you and know you're committed to us, our marriage and our family. Any feelings you had or still have for Jack will not threaten that since we're your primary relationship and love." "I agree with Veronica," I added. "When I was with Cathleen, I didn't have sex. I made love to her. If Veronica is right I may have an opportunity to be with Hazel. If, and I mean if, that happens, it will be by both of our consents and with the assurance that our spouses are okay with it too. Also, as Hazel has been part of my life for so long, and given our friendship, I'll be making love to her, not just having sex." "And I'm okay with it," Veronica agreed. "His feelings for Mary Claire and you hasn't diminished his love and passion for me. Love is not like a pie, the more pieces we cut from it the less each person receives." Wiping the last of her tears from her eyes, Carol half grinned, "I understand. I haven't felt threatened by your feelings for Cathleen, and doubt I would for Hazel. I get your point but for now I still need to give more thought to all of this. I'm no longer single but have to take into account our impending marriage and relationships." "Does this mean that you don't want to swing again," I asked in a neutral tone. "Yes, I thought about it in the bar and on the way home, our home. I took a cab by the way. I had to face that I enjoy it and would miss having multiple partners in a single night, but I'll swing only if one or the both of you accompany me. I'll mentor our daughters if they want, but if they're the only ones of my family there, I'll keep my panties on and put my pussy out of play. Is that okay with you?" she looked at us with pleading eyes. "Yes, if that's what you want. Now get undressed, and get back in our bed. We love you so much," softly said Veronica. As Carol climbed off the bed to undress she looked at the TV and seeing Max's frozen image and our wife she asked, "When was this?" "This afternoon, want to see all of it. I wasn't here so I know I would," I grinned. "Sure, let me get undressed, pee and brush my teeth," smiled Carol for the first time since she'd gotten home. We watched and rated Veronica's performance as an eight and Max's as a six, but he was showing improvement. "God, were you really having those last two orgasms?" asked Carol. "I was, but I was overacting. Hazel was listening on the phone, see it lying there? And I wanted to get her more hot and bothered. We had a meeting with Evie and since our dates with Amy Anne and the kids got postponed I thought we'd take Hazel and Emerson out to dinner Saturday then over to a strip club on the East side." "Aww, too bad I have a date with Katrina, I'd like to join you," smiled Carol. "Well, we're still coming back here after and you could join us, make you feel better?" "I'm drained, completely drained. Do you mind if I just go to sleep," Carol said as we snuggled her between us. ## Dave held Corrine's hand as the elevator rose to the hotel's seventh floor and their suite for the third time today. She seemed to be a little nervous. His time with her so far had been enjoyable, particularly the conversations he'd with her as they traveled to Springfield. She'd welcomed his hand on her stocking clad thighs during the drive from St Louis. He found her to be a vivacious, playful, articulate intelligent woman all of which was what he liked in a woman. She was very forthright about her husband's neglect and extra-marital affairs, and that her marriage was now one in name only. While he didn't ask for any details, from what she said he concluded that she'd initiated steps to dissolve her marriage. Truth be told, as the annual meetings grew closer Corrine was not too far from his thoughts, nor was the desire to be buried deep inside her warmth. In her he saw characteristics of her daughter Mary Claire who when he first met her was somewhat reserved but now exuded and celebrated her sexuality. He believed Corrine had the same exotic sensuality and a raging passion resting below the surface. He hoped the trip would help that passion to come to life. He'd know shortly as the moment for it to emerge was this evening. Throughout the late afternoon registration cocktail reception he and many of the other adjustors quietly admired her. The fitted blue dress flattered her shape. Its scooped neckline and the half bra that lifted her breasts enticingly drew admiring eyes. When she walked away to visit the lady's room about an hour into reception, her swaying hips brought forth lustful desires. At about five they headed back up to the room so she could change into something more suitable for the first of two banquets. Dave hastily washed up at the sink outside the bath and was close by when Corinne reappeared in a very well fitted red dress, plunging neckline, dark hose, sling-back red pumps, her make up perfect, hair lightly styled and caressing the top of her mostly bare shoulders. "You look perfect,' he murmured as he took both her hands and stood in front of her drinking her in. "Thank you kind sir" she demurely replied. Dave slipped into his jacket, adjusted his tie and they walked to the elevator to go to the banquet room. Dave thought she seemed to get a lot of attention this afternoon, but it seemed as if all eyes were on her now. If she spoke, or even moved, all the men at the table would give her their attention, much to the chagrin of their own companions. He also noticed Dawn, a new forty-something adjustor from Columbia also discreetly watching her. After the speaker finished and the desserts and coffee were cleared Dave began to anticipate the rest of the evening as they stood and gave their goodnights to those around them. Corinne had a knack for names and addressed each by their name. There was a moment of awkwardness as he put his arm around her waist as they exited the elevator and walked along the hallway toward their corner suite. As he put the card in the door lock he wished they 'd more time to enjoy each other before they had to rush off to the opening dinner reception just ended, but time didn't allow them to tease one another. Shortly after they arrived just after noon he'd rushed out to attend a committee meeting which regrettably ran longer than anticipated. When he returned, time was so tight that time to shower was lacking. He quickly washed and shaved at the second sink outside the bathroom while Corinne dressed inside it. When she emerged, she was stunning and desirable. Her lovely perfume filled his nostrils and added to her sexiness. Now the moment he'd anticipated was at hand. When the door closed Dave drew her into his firm arms. Pulling her closer and capturing her mouth with his, their tongues dueled. The throb in his gray dress pants increased as their kiss became increasingly breathy and passionate. With her pressed into his chest he felt her nipples harden. They both moaned in shared delight. They parted for a moment. In the silence of the moment their eyes met and locked. She groaned again, and closed her eyes for at least ten seconds. The expression on her face changed as her eyes opened and she shook her head. "I...I can't ... do this," she stammered. While frustrated, Dave fought the temptation to impose his will on her. He looked into her eyes and assured her, "We'll not do anything unless you're ready." "Please, don't be angry with me. I know it makes no sense, but...but I just can't ... do this." Taking her hand he led her to the small sofa, sat her down on one end, then sat on the other. Turning to her he said, "Tell me about it." "I feel like I'm cheating on my husband and being unfaithful to my marital vows." She started to cry, "I'm confused." With tears running down her cheeks Corrine quietly continued, "Last week I saw a divorce lawyer. My resolve waivered while we talked about each step and my reasons for divorcing him. Sure he's messing around in St Louis and Chicago with other woman and even a classmate of Mary Claire's here in town, but divorce seems ... it's so final, ... an admission that I failed. I just couldn't tell her to start the process. Then, the next day I called her to tell her to prepare the papers and hire the private investigator. She texted me last Saturday that the PI had the pictures. Yet when I got back from my trip to Dallas on Tuesday and signed the papers, I still told her to hold off serving them." "That's okay. You weren't ready," Dave replied indicating his understanding. Corrine nodded. "I know I need too, but part of me couldn't admit failure." "You think that's a logical feeling?" "You're right, no. I know it takes two to make a marriage. I know what you're getting at, if one doesn't work at it and fucks around, no matter what the other does, it's a failed marriage." After pausing and wiping her eyes she said, "You know what I did Sunday night? I called his cell. I knew he was with her. I told him what I knew and that I'd enough. When I said I had pictures he said I didn't because he hadn't cheated on me. He had the nerve to say that. I lost it Dave. I screamed at him and told him that he could go to hell. If I'd been there I'd have clawed both their eyes out." Seconds later she threw herself into his arms and cried for over a half hour on his chest. Without saying a word Dave held her, allowing her to grieve the death of her marriage. Intellectually she may have let go of her marriage, but not emotionally. An hour later, dressed in boxers he climbed into the king bed and slid between the top sheet and the comforter. Noticing that the sheet was acting as a barrier between them, Corrine said, "You don't need to do that. I trust you." "Corrine you're too tempting. I need to do this for me. I don't trust myself," he quietly replied. "Thank you for being so understanding and such a gentleman." Then she held him and placed her head on his chest. He then turned off the bedside lamp and kissed the top of her head. In the darkness she asked, "Can I ask you some very personal questions?" "I'll answer as long as I feel comfortable." In the stillness of the room she asked, "How can your wife feel okay with you being with me or any other woman? I mean doesn't she get resentful or protective? If I saw the man I loved with another woman I suspect I'd be very angry. And what about you? How do you feel about her being with other men?" "You've hit upon an age-old issue," Dave said as she raised her head see as much of his face in the darkened room as possible. "I had a similar conversation this week with someone else. While I spoke of my reaction as being without any type of jealousy, admittedly there have been occasional moments when it has reared its head. It wasn't strong but nonetheless, it was there." "So what did you do?" "Nothing. I recognize it, allow myself to feel it, control my reaction and remind myself of my love for my wife and hers for me, and that we are fully committed to each other. I remain focused on her joy and satisfaction. Later I talked with Evie. She's had such moments herself. Through talking with each other and judicious self-examination we accept our feelings, its cause and what triggered it." "Its causes?" Dave explained, "Whether you call it anxiety, ... jealousy, ... possessiveness, they're much the same to me. Such feelings can arise at an insecure moment. They can be triggered by an irrational fear of being left out or fearing that my wife would leave me. Being in a strong loving relationship where both partners are open and honest with their thoughts without the fear of rejection certainly helps." "Do you ever have a concern that another person is a better sex partner than you?" "That too is a cause. There are plenty of guys who can do things better than me to pleasure my wife. There are things I do that are better than them as well," he laughed. Dave rubbed her back as he continued, "Your spouse being with a person who has a better body or who is a more energetic lover can be a challenge for some, including me." "But you have such a great body," Corrine said with a smile on her face. She could not believe that he would hint at being insecure in that area. "We are toughest on ourselves and see our flaws more than others. I try to keep my focus on the woman I'm with and her satisfaction. When I can I'll celebrate the pleasure my wife is experiencing. You have to keep it from being a competition to prove that you're the better lover ... easier said than done, particularly for some of us." She observed, "My husband was very possessive and jealous of not only me but even his car. Even when he was on the road, I wasn't allowed to drive it." "Our culture is materially based for sure. I'm not against nice things, but we have to keep everything in balance." "I agree. He seemed to view me more like I was his possession to use and dismiss as he desired." "I'm sorry you were on the receiving end of such an attitude. When we focus on accumulating property it's an attitude that can carry over to our relationship with our spouses. Seeing one's spouse as a possession that is 'mine' can bring on jealousy. In jealousy's extreme forms even innocent relationships tend to be viewed with suspicion. Yet such feelings aren't necessarily inevitable in our relationships, particularly so in marital relationships." "You said something about high confidence in your relationship with and love for your wife. Does that mean strong personal self-esteem and confidence in your marriage, and loving your wife deeply helps to limit those negative feelings?" "Yes. And interestingly the more open and giving my wife and I become towards each other and others, the less jealousy we experience." "So your wife experiences jealousy too?" she asked with a awn. "Definitely does, as I said earlier. It's become increasingly rare but when it does happen, she's well in control of her feelings." Corrine yawned, "You've given me much to contemplate. I hope we can talk about it further. I'm too tired to think about all of this right now." A short time later, from her breathing Dave could tell she was asleep. While he was disappointed that they hadn't made love, he was pleased they'd talked things out rather than having sex. As he too fell asleep he knew he'd done the right thing both for himself and for her. Half asleep, Dave was conscious enough to be aware that when he rolled over he was alone in the bed. He opened his eyes to see Corrine sitting in the dark looking out the uncovered window. Without turning on a light he extracted himself from the bed covers took several steps, and then silently embraced Corrine from behind. In the moonlight he could see she'd been crying but was not now. In a hushed voice she said, "My marriage is long dead. I know it. I'm prepared to let go even though I feel like a failure, as a wife ... as a person." Dave hugged her more tightly trying the best he could to comfort her. After about a half minute of silence she explained, "I've been sexually frustrated in my marriage and I've all but thrown myself at one of our junior employees. Thank goodness he was either too scared or too inexperienced to do anything." She sighed, took a deep breath and without looking back at him she continued, "I've been sitting here thinking about what I desire and need. I long to be wanted, to have someone in my life who thinks I'm special, warts and all. I envy my daughter who is so full of life and now knows what she wants. I'm happy by how she has opened up and is enjoying life. I was worried about her since she was a junior in high school. Now she wants to change her name to Appleton and go to college." "I have these fantasies of being a wild sexual woman who's fucking around, enjoying life as she does many sexual things. And get this, in some of them I'm a sex slave either to a man or a woman who order me to do things, things I wouldn't do on my own yet do them because they order me. Then when I do them I love them. I'm wondering if my secret urgings are a result of some mental disorder." Dave again squeezed her as he replied, "I don't think so Corrine. There are a good number of people who have a subservient fantasy. I think you're trying to work out who you want to be, a vivacious sexual being or a woman who keeps a tight control on her sex life. You'll be okay once you decide what you want and what's best for you." "You may be right. I did stuff with my daughter as well as with the Appletons. It felt so great and wonderful. I loved every moment. I felt so free and happy for days afterwards, so much so that when you invited me to come with you I quickly said yes. It was exciting and so naughty too. Yet part of me also felt ashamed for doing what I did and for agreeing to come with you. I was angry at my husband for cheating and here I was doing the same thing. The only difference was the degree. When I looked at my wedding ring, I felt as if I had committed a crime. His cheating didn't justify me doing the same. I know it's a false guilt." Silently she stood, turned towards him. The first rays of the rising sun were starting to illuminate the horizon. Dave could see resolve as she picked up her cell, made a call. As she took off her wedding rings and after a faint echo of a voice mail ended Corrine said, "Jen, this is Corrine. Go ahead with filing the papers and serving him. The marriage is dead. It's time to move on." Putting down her cell she turned and kissed Dave, "Thank you Dave for giving me space. You're right, I need to make up my mind and get on with life. What time is your first meeting?" "Nine-thirty. I gave you no answers. You knew them already and just needed to have time to realize it." "Thank you anyways." She squeezed him tighter, "How about I get a little more sleep and then do something to let my sexual animal out of its cage." "Sounds good to me if you're definitely sure," he grinned. Raising her left hand she showed him her empty finger. "I'm certain. I'm now single. And I'm fully available," she said with a big grin. Please vote. Any Chance We Could Ch. 47 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to fully appreciate this tale. Friday, November 9 I was lying on my back with my arms stretched out to either side with a blond snuggled into my neck on the right and a warm redhead on my left. Carol had just begun to nibble on my ear lobe when Veronica's hand slowly began meandering down my stomach. When her hand wrapped around my responding cock, "Good morning handsome," they both seemed to say in unison as my eyes fluttered open. "Good morning my lovely wives," I responded with a light chuckle. "Do we need to get up, or do I have time to enjoy your cuddling for awhile?" "Wives...I like the sound of that," cooed my vivacious redhead."Unfortunately I have to get up. I need to get back to Clayton for my car and take ... and take Jack to the airport. Can someone go with me?" Carol asked. "I'm sure Veronica or I could go," I suggested. "Evie and I are meeting for breakfast. I'll bet Mary Claire would go if you asked nicely," said Veronica looking at Carol. "I'll ask her. If she's not free this morning, I'll keep asking until I find someone," said Carol with a frown. "I really don't want to go alone. I'm not at all fearful of him. I'm fearful of what I could allow myself to do with Jack." "If something were to happen, I'd be fine with it," I tried to assure her. Carol shook her head, "I know that my sweet, adorable husband, but I need this for me. I need to keep from being with other men until I figure out what it means to be in a fully committed relationship with you." Mary Claire prepared a light breakfast of coffee, cereal, toast and orange juice. After stacking the dishes in the sink she changed into a knee length black skirt, loose light blue blouse, heels and hose. She agreed not only to take Carol to the parking garage, but to ride with them to visit Jack's old house and on to the airport. She entered the lobby with Carol who called Jack when they were nearing the garage. When she'd called from her cell, Jack had invited her to come to his room for a cup of coffee but she declined politely saying one of Veronica's daughters was with her. When he stepped off the elevator and walked towards them Mary Claire was unabashedly appraising him. Seeing Carol's acceptance of Mary Claire's lustful gaze Jack returned Mary Claire's look with his own smiling appraisal of her. He walked directly towards Mary Claire, extended his hand as he said, "Hello Veronica's most lovely daughter, I'm Jack Winthrop." Carol said, "This is Mary Claire Appleton, Veronica and Scott's eldest daughter." "My pleasure," Jack said holding her hand for a beat longer than necessary. "I understand there are four of you. All as pretty as yourself?" he grinned. "Settle down, Jack. How long have you been away from Elise and Virginia? Two days or two months?" Carol laughed. "I'm the ugly duckling of the bunch," laughed Mary Claire. "If that's true, then you all must be beauty queens," he smiled. Carol laughed, "I see you're still the flattering flirt." "Only when the right woman moves me," he grinned at Mary Claire, raising her hand to his lips and kissing it. "You're right Carol, he's a handsome charmer," Mary Claire grinned. "We've time for a cup of coffee if you want," Jack smiled as he nodded toward the coffee pot across the lobby. They got their cups and sat on facing couches, Mary Claire and Carol side by side on one and Jack across from them. When Jack learned that Carol had invited Mary Claire to ride to the airport with them a slight frown momentarily flitted across his face and was gone within a second but not before both women noticed. The two women looked at the other and knew what the other was thinking. Jack asked Mary Claire about her sister's ages. She explained that she was nineteen almost twenty, Cindy was a month younger than her, Katrina would be nineteen a week from this coming Monday, and Ashley would be nineteen in February. "That's very interesting, why the short spread in ages? Clearly different mothers, but same father?" smiled Jack. "Different fathers too," grinned Mary Claire right back. "It's a rather involved story, suffice to say I live with Veronica and Scott, who's marrying Veronica next Friday, and the four daughters live with us, ... them, ... together, ... it's complicated. But I've never been happier in my life," broadly smiled Carol seeing Jack's confusion. "Enough about us, how'd the interview go?" "I felt comfortable with the interview. Overall it was tough yet reasonable given the nature of the position. While they asked several highly probative technical and managerial questions, more time was spent discussing how my operational philosophy and priorities would affect budgetary decisions and recommendations to elected officials," he explained. "One of the panel members from the council kept challenging my views and at times I found myself explaining and defending what I said." "The person who they're replacing has taken significant heat from the political leaders, the press and his own employees," Carol interjected. "There have been a growing number of voices about decisions being made about project priorities as well as his overall lack of openness and listening to others. Two years ago he was criticized for not widely inspecting streets, sewers and bridges. He dismissed the need but a bridge the state closed seven months ago until it could be repaired increased the intensity of the attacks. In the last year some poor spending decisions going back over the last ten years have come to light. There's also a growing number of voters who want their taxes reduced without the cuts affecting road repair, parks and first responders." "It's ever thus," Jack said. "I've picked up that the lack of accountability has been an issue and that he was given an incentive to retire fourteen months early." Mary Claire offered, "I don't want to pay anymore taxes than necessary. For me it comes down to quality of services received for the dollar, the quality of our infrastructure so that it's sound and functioning well, the quality of our education system, good public parks, appropriately staffed police and fire departments, all that I and my fellow citizens utilize each day and we'd miss if they weren't there or up to standard. I'd hate to think of services being cut to the level that our roads, bridges, sewers, schools, fire departments and others are compromised. If there were a break-in at my house tonight I'd hope that a police car or two would arrive quickly. I'd hate to be told that there are only two or three officers on duty for our area and that they'll get around to us when they can as they're already over-committed for the next several hours. I'm willing to pay a reasonable amount of taxes, even more taxes than I am now, if I get a solid return on my investment. I wouldn't want to pay tolls for every major highway and bridge I crossed or pay fee every time I wanted to take a walk in a local park." Carol grinned at Mary Claire's passion and thoughtfulness. Once again her intelligence was glimpsed. "My dear, you are wise beyond your years. As for the position, I could hear as early as later today, but not later than Tuesday morning. I was the last of four other guys, well one was a woman, to be interviewed. I think I know how to read an interview by the nature of the questions at the end and the body language. I sensed they liked what they heard and seemed to be impressed with the projects I'd overseen. A question at the end was telling when the guy who grilled me the hardest asked if I was taking time to search for a home. When I replied that I'd not linked up with a realtor another panel member encouraged me to delay my flight home to take the time to find a realtor I liked. So I think I'll be their choice, ... I hope I am. "I'd love to move my family back to our hometown. When I went for my run this morning, it was a balmy 48 and yesterday's high of near 64 makes it even more enticing to move back home. The constant winter in Fargo from the middle of October to early April has been a challenge for my wife. Her mother is anxious to get back here as well. Sub-zero lows and highs not going above 10 degrees for weeks at a stretch hasn't been an issue for the kids because they've known no other life. That said I suspect that they'll love the milder winters yet I also suspect by mid-winter we may well find ourselves missing some of the usual winter activities." "Oh, you've taken up some winter sports?" Carol asked. "Having a house that backs onto a farm field has allowed us to ride our snowmobiles whenever we want to. Elise, Virginia and I also have season tickets to the Fargo-Moorhead Jets and I help out with one of the high school hockey teams. Believe it or not, my wife and I have learned to curl." "Hockey I can understand and of course you have the Blues here, but curling, you're kidding," Carol gasped. "Isn't that shuffleboard on ice?" Mary Claire asked. "Don't let any curler hear you call it that Mary Claire. It is much more than that. It's a game of profound strategy, skill and finesse. Sweeping can give you a hard workout. I've come to love the game. By the way, do you know any realtors?" he asked with a smile. Carol and Mary Claire looked at each other and simultaneously said, "Amy Anne!" "Got a number, apparently she's got two recommendations," he smiled. "She's someone Dad's known since high school. She just handled two deals for our family and a close friend. If you want I'll call him. I'm sure he's got her number," said Mary Claire excitedly digging her cell out of her oversized brown and tan Prada purse. After talking to me and closing the conversation with a "Love you too," she repeated the number to Jack who punched it into his Blackberry and asked for her name. "Do you think we should go?" asked Carol. As Jack cleared his account at the front desk, Mary Claire asked, "I thought he was an old friend, you're acting rather cool, not like you at all." "Long story, I'll explain on the way back from the airport. You're family, you should know. Later," she smiled as Jack was crossing the lobby back toward them with his luggage in tow. Following his directions Carol drove as he headed them west out Clayton Road to Town and Country, and after a few turns he told them to stop. He stayed in the car with Carol leaning over toward him and Mary Claire resting her elbows on the seat back to look out the windshield and the side window. "This is where I grew up with my parents, Olivia and Peter, and my older sister, Claire. And that house you can just barely see on the other side of the corner house was where my wife, my mother and Elise's sister Janet grew up. It was a fateful summer day in two thousand one when our paths merged and our lives together began. It was a summer at home for all of us. "During our elementary school years we'd played together pretty much every day, but as we entered middle school and high school our paths rarely crossed except for Janet and I seeing each other in the hallways at the high school. I'm twenty-nine, Janet's twenty-eight, Elise is twenty-seven and Virginia is forty-eight. Though Elise is a little more than two years younger than me, given where our birthdays fell in relation to starting of school, I was three grades ahead of her. That summer Janet and I slept together, then Virginia and me while Janet was in New York interviewing and Elise was at Air National Guard camp. There was a connection between Elise and me from the beginning but interestingly enough we didn't sleep together until early August. I hope this personal aside isn't offending you Mary Claire." Said Jack turning his head over his shoulder. "No, not at all," smiled Mary Claire. Jack continued, "When Elise returned from her summer Guard assignment and we began 'dating'. We both realized that our relationship amounted to something more than a 'crush'. It quickly became a full blown love affair. In hindsight we could see that we'd been in love long before that summer. Anyway, by the end of the summer, there were many evenings when the four of us would share a bed. As summer drew to a close, Ed, he's Elise and Janet's father, had had one too many affairs and he and Virginia quietly divorced in late October. Janet found employment in New York but managed to come home at least one weekend a month. We knew with certainty that we were right for each other so Elise and I married that November on the Princeton campus where she'd transferred to finish her degree. It was a rather intimate ceremony with the two of us, my parents, my sister, Janet and Virginia and officiated by Evie Graham. Unknown to me at the time, Elise, Janet and Virginia had been members of a naturists club near Lonedell since the girls were in grade school." "Naturists?" Mary Claire asked. "And how did you know Dr. Graham?" "Nudists," Carol smiled. "The social club." "That's right. They also'd been swingers since Elise turned eighteen. Virginia was in the lifestyle longer than that after being introduced by my parents which was news to me that my parents were swingers. That summer they took a hiatus from the lifestyle while they tried to figure out how to tell me. After we returned from our honeymoon we were back in St. Louis for the Christmas-New Years holidays when Janet and Virginia along with my wife sat me down and explained that part of their past. I was aghast at first but after listening to them and after a few sessions with Evie Graham I understood that is was recreational sex with no romantic overtones, not an affair type of sex, just plain fun sex. In January, 2002 I attended a party with my wife and Virginia and that's where I met Carol. She'd been with all three women in my life and I found sex with her to be a lot of fun too," he chuckled. "Fun or not, it was almost my undoing to have this young stud monopolizing my pussy at group parties as well sometimes at private outside parties," ruefully replied Carol. "Carol, you did the right thing last night. The last thing I want for any lover is regrets of any kind. I discovered the importance of being clear what you need and desire when my wife had a six night stay with a man. She was returning from her deployment to Afghanistan where she'd been appointed as an executive officer to a bird Colonel for six months...she was his second XO. The Colonel's first XO had been badly wounded by a roadside IAD. He was in charge of some construction projects at an Air Force base and with him being at the end of his deployment, hers then was ended early. On the way back, with her no longer under his command they stopped to in Italy. "Though we'd both been with other lovers, sometimes in the same room or separately for a night, I learned something about myself that week. I wasn't as prepared for the intensity of the jealousy that started to hit me after the second day. I had some doubts about saying yes to her, but I said she could. I had no problem with Elise being with another man for a whole night, we'd been there and done that dozens of times. Somehow her being with him night after night left me feeling pushed aside and in some ways it seemed to take on feelings of it being more than just a sexual thing. I also realized months later that Elise and the Colonel going to Venice and Rome had something to do with it since they are such romantic cities. I guess it raised my level of jealousy and made me wonder if there were a romantic element ... and besides I was quietly checking out prices to take my wife to Venice and Vienna the next summer. It took me months to work through why I was bothered so much and why I wanted to curtail some of our lifestyle activities in Fargo even though I didn't have those same feelings when she was with other men or women." "What did you discover?" asked Carol. "The difference between the swinging we did before and after that week was that we did it together. It was the first time we were apart and unable to in some manner share the experience either that night or the next day. Yes I trusted Elise, but I found what I claimed and how I felt after a few days was something else. I feared that there was a romantic element at play. They had after all worked closely day after day for months. It took me months to define the nature of my insecurities and work through them. The issues were mine, not Elise's." Carol nodded that she understood. "Did you feel threatened by the other man?" "At first I put it down to that but that wasn't really it. It was more that I was not receiving Elise's immediate affirmation, and us not being able to affirm to each other that all was well. I realized I needed that affirmation and to hear her tell me she loved me. From her emails and calls I knew she greatly respected the Colonel, that he was handsome, personable and she loved working with him. It was more my insecurity and unfounded fears...and in that regard I was threatened by him." He paused and looked at Carol and then continued, "I came to realize that just as I had a closer relationship with one special lover and enjoyed being with her as much as I could, that my feelings for such a woman did not mean I loved my wife any less. That realization helped a lot but not fully. Elise knew of my feelings for this woman and accepted them since she was confident and secure in our relationship, and knew I had room in my heart for those special feelings." When Carol blushed Jack looked towards Mary Claire and then continued, "My feelings dissipated when I affirmed afresh that my relationship and marriage with my wife was more than secure. I realized the significance of being able to boldly affirm that she is my best friend, I'm hers and that we're partners for life. It all boils down to being content in the present and with what each day provides while enjoying and embracing your friends and family. At the end I was stronger and I was happy that she was with him. For her Venice and Rome were memorable. I'm happy that it was a very special week even though for several months I went through some soul searching. When I married Elise I thought I loved her fully and completely. And I truly did that day in Princeton, but the love I had then pales in comparison to how much I love her today. Our love and relationship keeps evolving, growing, maturing and becoming deeper. We are content and secure with each other, and just enjoy being together each day whether we are in bed, out grocery shopping or playing with the kids." Mary Claire who'd been listening carefully put in, "Let us not go hurrying about and collecting honey, bee-like, buzzing here and for a knowledge of what is not to be arrived at, but let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive, budding patiently under the eye of Apollo and taking hints from every noble insect that favors us with a visit. John Keats wrote that." "Wow Mary Claire, you keep surprising me." Carol grinned. "It's a little something that I memorized two years ago but didn't realize its truth until I moved in with Scott and Veronica. We can get so busy doing things and planning for the future that we forget to embrace and enjoy the present. I agree with Jack, there is nothing like being content and secure in family and friends. I have found contentment in my new family and never want to leave it." "So Carol, you did the right thing. Don't do anything unless you feel right about it and secure in your primary relationships," Jack nodded. "I wouldn't. That's enough about that. Mary Claire tell me a bit about yourself." Twenty or so minutes later, half of which had been devoted to Mary Claire, Jack suggested that they'd best get to the airport. The conversation was friendly and light and Carol and Mary Claire alighted from the car and lightly kissed Jack at the curb. On the way back to Clayton Carol explained that Jack had always been a weakness of hers, at least until she'd met me. But decided to err on the side of caution Thursday night as she was unsure of how I'd feel if she spent the night with someone for whom she had such warm feelings. Any Chance We Could Ch. 47 ## While Veronica, Cheryl and Lauren were filling coffee cups in the kitchen Veronica asked Cheryl if she'd reserved a limo for Saturday. When Cheryl replied that she hadn't Veronica asked her to do so, for four. "We're having dinner with Hazel and Emerson and then hopefully going to a strip club after," smiled Veronica over the top of her coffee cup. "Oh, really, I thought that would be a no-no for Hazel," frowned Lauren. "I think she's ready to expand her horizons some more, but we'll know for sure during dinner," smiled Veronica "Since you'll get Rose, have her take you to the Hollywood Show Club in Washington Park. She used to dance there and could probably wheedle a private room for the four of you to enjoy lap dances," advised Lauren. "Does she still work there?" asked Cheryl. "And how do you know that she did?" "Dad and I got to know her a few years back when we'd take our debauchery out of the house and tour the strip clubs. Dad knew I enjoyed looking at ladies so he thought I'd enjoy the club as much as my step-mom. He was right. Rose caught all of our eyes. She usually would do several lap dances for all us. As her kids got older and her husband got more successful she began winding down her 'career'. She still dances for her husband to keep toned and loves it. Especially for the arousal factor it gives both of them. She started driving after she stopped stripping because she enjoys people contact and she could use the money she earned to pay for their annual trips to Europe. I think that once in awhile when her husband and her are on vacation just for the fun of it she enters a contest or two if there is one going on at a nearby club," explained a grinning Lauren. "How many kids? How old?" asked Veronica. "Two, fifteen and sixteen, a boy and a girl, I think the girl's the oldest. Rose married at eighteen, so she's probably four years older than me. Nice husband who was just a truck driver at the time and wanting to own his own short-haul firm which he does today. He didn't mind her stripping and doesn't mind her driving and the kids are now old enough to stay at home alone," answered Lauren. "Do the kids know she was a dancer?" asked Cheryl. Lauren nodded, "I think so. Two years ago she was thinking about telling them but I'm not sure whether she did." At eleven forty-five I joined my bevy in the den, Veronica was reading the Wall Street Journal with her legs folded under her. Cheryl was sitting at the desk kind of sideways making a list of some sort on her laptop. Cheryl's legs were crossed and her wrap skirt was draped on either side of her legs, revealing her creamy white thighs above her stocking welts. Lauren's blouse was unbuttoned and sagged open as she worked at something on her laptop. "We need to leave in about fifteen minutes if you still want to go with me for lunch with George," I said. "Give me a two or three minutes to finish reading this column about the housing boom and early signs of the looming mortgage crisis in California. It should take me just a few minutes to put on lipstick," Veronica replied. Two minutes later straightening her legs and putting the paper aside she asked, "Do I need to change?" "Not on my account, you always look very 'finished' sweetheart," I replied. Both Cheryl and Lauren lifted their heads at that comment and smiled As she walked past me for the stairs she dropped the paper on my lap, "You may want to read this article." Within the hour, as we entered the restaurant we immediately recognized Jeanine across the room and Veronica and I started towards them. "Did you know she was coming?" asked Veronica under her breath. "No, he hadn't said, but then again I didn't tell him you were coming," I whispered back. As we approached the table George slowly stood and holding onto the back of his chair extended his free hand introducing himself and I introduced Veronica to him. He sat and I sat across from him with our women on either side across from each other. "Are you the type of couple that does everything together?" George asked broadly smiling. "Yes, you as well?" Veronica nodded towards Jeanine. "As much as possible, yes." Over a delightful lunch we revealed our backgrounds to the other couple and theirs to us. After nine and half years George had just been made a senior partner in a large Clayton law firm that specialized in tort litigation. Jeanine had been an automotive mechanic, trained at Rankin Technical College and they'd met at one of the summer concerts in the quad at Washington University. She'd moved into automobile sales from the service department when a position became vacant, and her abilities at both endeavors were highly praised by her husband. I'll bet she and Lauren could trade some tales, I thought. He briefly explained his two tours, one in Iraq and one in Afghanistan, as an Air National Guard JAG officer. We talked briefly about our wedding and our extended family much to their amusement about how we came to have four daughters with less than a year's spread between their ages. They seemed to be deeply in love and deeply respectful of each other with occasional brushing of hands and lingering looks at one another. I think Veronica and I imparted the same to them. After about an hour George mentioned he needed to get back for a conference call, asked for the check and we shook hands all around while effusing how nice it had been to meet each other. As they proceeded us out of the dining room I noticed Lauren standing next to a table with her hand raised looking at us. When she'd caught my eye she motioned us over, then remained standing as we approached. Her companions were a man and a woman. As we approached her table both stood, the man introduced himself as Sean Fitzwater. He was a few inches taller than me with thinning red hair and starting to go bald on top. His companion, actually his wife, was D'Nisha Grace-Fitzwater. She was a bit shorter than Lauren. After making introductions all around we sat. I looked at D'Nisha taking in her classic light ebony features and admired her shoulder length blond streaked auburn hair that flipped as it sat on her shoulders. "Do you go by D'Nisha Grace or is it part of your married name?" asked Veronica. "I ask only because one of our daughter's name is Mary Claire and she prefers the use of both names." "Call me D'Nisha, please," she responded. "Grace is my maiden name." Lauren explained that they were both attorneys and had been suggested to her by her co-ref last night. "They're partners in a small firm, Sean's a litigator, D'Nisha's a not-for-profit specialist and a trust attorney" explained Lauren. His accent suggested that he was from New England, and he looked to be in his mid 40s and she at least ten years younger. I asked, "So tell me about yourselves and what drew you into law." Sean nodded, "I hail from Scituate Massachusetts which is near Boston and D'Nisha is from Muscatine Iowa. We met during our first weeks at law school and by that winter we were engaged to be married in early the next August. I started law school later than normal. I dropped out of college in my junior year in an electrical engineering program to care for my widowed father who was badly injured in an accident where a semi truck driver lost control. The insurance company took years to settle and cover his medical bills. What dad went through to get compensated is what drew me into law." "As Sean indicated, we meet school and fell madly in love. My parents were not too happy about me marrying a white man but Sean soon won them over. Now my parents tell me that they day I said yes to him was the best decision I'd ever made," D'Nisha laughed. "I grew up in a family that had little. My mother and father lived in subsidized housing. Mom cleaned rooms at a local hotel and dad was a janitor in an elementary school. They taught me the value of hard work, family and community. Throughout my youth I attended a number of not-for-profit after-school programs and activities for youth. Those programs helped to keep me focused on my studies and out of trouble. Going into not-for-profit law and helping low income folks with basic wills on a pro-bono basis is my way of giving back to those organizations." "In our final year Sean and I were recruited by an alumus of our law school and we moved here to join the firm he started three years before after leaving another firm in the area," D'Nisha explained. "We've been with the firm for a little over eight years now and our case load has become overwhelming. We're expanding our practice over the next two years by bringing on a few more lawyers. With Gerald's heart attack last month, he's our other senior partner and the one who recruited us, we're now looking for an experienced lawyer to take over managing the office, billing and assigning cases." D'Nisha talked to us about what she does for not-for-profits and how she could help us while in return we explained our needs and filled in what few blanks Lauren hadn't yet covered. As we finished our conversation and began to take leave, Lauren followed us to the door and asked, "Was I presumptuous in talking to them?" "No. No, you weren't. I told you to take the lead and you did. I prefer to tell you what's the primary goal and then give you broad authority to get us there. You continue to impress us Lauren. I'm comfortable with them. Get a working agreement from her if you're satisfied she'll perform. Then get it to us for our signatures," I replied. "We're going to call the foundation the 'Kappa Foundation'," smiled Veronica. "My college sorority was KKG." As we walked to the car hand in hand Veronica grinned while squeezing my hand and said, "I'll bet you'd like a bit of chocolate in our bed. I know I wouldn't mind dipping my tongue into some." "How do you know she'll even be interested?" I asked. "Once you turn on your charm, she'll be interested. I get this vibe from her," laughed Veronica. With a raised eyebrow I replied "What vibe? I didn't notice anything." "Of course not, you're a man." Rather than express any reservations, I decided to let it drop. We'd stopped to do a bit of shopping at Macy's and when we got back home both Ashley and Katrina were home from classes. I asked Cheryl if she knew anything about the van in the driveway across the street and she explained that a crew from a cleaning service was doing a thorough cleaning so a four man moving crew could move our stuff into it on Monday. She also mentioned that Lauren was wondering if she and Mary Claire could stay there until they could move back into this house. "Sure, you and your kids are welcome as well," laughed Veronica. I took Veronica's hand and said, "Let's walk over, you haven't seen the inside yet have you? Girls, why don't you come with us." The five of us walked down our driveway and up the one across the street. Ashley was holding my left hand and Veronica my right. As we walked up the drive Veronica told Cheryl, "When we get back to the house, we'll make a list of the new items that'll be coming when the work is done and what items can then stay over here." The front door was unlocked and we walked in. There were four women in work clothes throughout the house. It smelled fresher and the windows were clearer than they'd been when Amy Anne had taken me through the house. The kitchen was immaculate and the one bathroom I looked into was in the process of being thoroughly cleaned. The five of us wandered about the inside of the house for awhile, then out to the deck in the back. Veronica was leaning against the railing next to me and asked, "Are you going to offer this to the girls?" "I'd thought about it, if they're not ready to move out I'll rent it for awhile," I replied. Cheryl joined us, saying, "If I didn't have the condo in Kirkwood, I'd seriously consider living in a house like this in our, ... your, neighborhood. It's nice here, surrounded by trees and on top of this hill. Other than working for the two of you and your family, just coming to your house every day really is a perk of my job," she smiled. As we walked back home Ashley and Katrina were very complimentary about the house, the setting and the layout but I didn't hear a desire from them to live there. ## "He's a nice guy, ... so's Veronica isn't she?" asked Jeanine. "Very pretty. Of course, not as pretty as you, but a very attractive woman," smiled George. "It's interesting that they came together." "Why? We came together. Didn't you tell him I was going to be there?" asked Jeanine. "No. I guess in my mind it was going to be a 'test'. I wanted to gauge a mutual attraction, but all I saw was mutual respect from both of them. I guess if he's to become my surrogate penis, I won't need to worry about losing you to him, seeing the way he and Veronica's obviously feel about each other." "God, George, are you always in litigator mode?" Jeanine laughed. "Hard to shift gears sometimes, my love, but if you want to go through with a sex-only coupling, I think I can endorse you doing it with him," he replied. "My God, you make it sound so sterile. I'd like to flat out fuck him and have him thoroughly fuck me back and then continue to spend every night in our bed with you. I don't intend to bring him to our bed, nor ever spend the night with him. Just have sex. Remember when Fred and Gracie tried to get us to swing with them? It was only going to be sex and you were favorably considering it as I recall. Besides they moved four years ago, or perhaps I'd have suggested talking to them. Scott seems to be passionate, yet gentle. And yeah, I'd like to find out," emphasized Jeanine. "So, what do we do now? Call him and say if it's okay with Veronica that you want to fuck him?" asked George. "Well, I think I can be a bit more subtle than that, but yes, that should be the next approach. I'll get in touch with them. And yes, you'll know before I do anything with him," smiled Jeanine. "You have that funny look on your face." "You know what I'm thinking," he replied. She half teasingly and half seriously replied, "Not that again!" "Why not? At least think about it." "Men!" ## Ashley and I were sitting on the couch talking to Lauren and Cheryl, when Mary Claire came in and threw herself down on the other side of me. "Some people's kids," she huffed. "What?" I asked. "When I was filling up at QT this guy in a Mustang, probably Lauren's age, kept leering at me from the next pump. He wouldn't stop talking about how beautiful I was and how he'd like to take me out. I ignored him as much as I could and finally told him to leave me alone or I'd push the button on the call box to get someone to come out and make him stop. He became quite crude after I said that. So I pushed the button asking for help. A County cop who was inside heard me and came out. As soon as he appeared the guy shut up. The cop stayed with me until he left then offered to follow me home to make sure the guy didn't try to follow me. He trailed me to the foot of our street and the guy never made an appearance. I waved a 'thank you' and the cop returned it as he hung a U and headed back." "Sorry," I said. "Come here, let me hold you." "It was unnerving," softly said Mary Claire. "After all what we were taught in school about sexual harassment and respect you'd think the guy would know better." "It has made a difference," Cheryl added. "It's better today than when I was your age, but I guess there are disrespectful jerks who no matter what they're taught still demonstrate why they're jerks." "It was a good thing for him that I wasn't with you. Had I been he'd still be bent over holding his nuts," tersely said Lauren. "Hungry? Thirsty?" asked Mary Claire. "Sure," replied Cheryl, "can I fix anyone something to drink." "Let me help," smiled Mary Claire kissing me and standing up. "Who wants what? How about some cheese and crackers as well." I asked for sweet tea, Veronica the same, Lauren and Katrina leaded Pepsi, and Ashley and Cheryl, unleaded. As we waited Veronica took Mary Claire's place on one side of me and Ashley turned a bit and put the side of her folded legs atop my thigh and began nibbling on my earlobe. "Miss me," I asked. "No, not really, just loving on you a bit. You are such a turn-on. Even to be next to you is exciting," she softly teased into my ear. "I'll bet she wants something," smiled Veronica. "Just his love and affection forever," lightly laughed Ashley. "Easy to do, you've had it since your Mom and I met. Same as she feels about Katrina. You two girls are the lights of our life, that'll never change," I smiled just before kissing her with an open mouth. "I, ... we, know how you both feel, I just wanted to hear you say it," murmured Ashley. Mary Claire brought in the tray of cheese and crackers with Cheryl behind her with a tray of drinks.. After setting the second tray on the coffee table she handed the drinks around. Noticing that Lauren's blouse was unbuttoned again she hastily dried her hand on a napkin, bent down and kissed Lauren and grasped her breast. "Ooooh, your hand's cold. Love your touch though, thanks," grinned Lauren as she turned her head to kiss Cheryl. "Mary Claire, you were the last one home, any workmen outside?" I asked. "Keith was talking to some guy at a truck, then as he drove off I saw Keith walking to the back of the house," she replied. As we heard the basement door slam, Lauren buttoned her blouse and Cheryl covered her legs. A moment later Keith rapped on the door frame to the den. A split second later Katrina said, "Come on in." Keith walked into the room and with a big smile said, "It's hard to take in all the beauty in this room. You women all look so lovely." All but Mary Claire replied with a cheery "Thank you." She was a tad dour because of the earlier event at the gas station, I guessed. After turning down Veronica's offer of a drink and some cheese and crackers he said, "Love too, but the plumbing supplier closes in half an hour and I need to check on some items. The gas was hooked up to the on-demand heater so you should see a big difference now. I have one and love it for its endless hot water. We won't install the in-shower programmable temperature control in the master shower until it's redone while you're on your honeymoon. Oh, I'm bringing my wife, with me in the morning. Dave's out of town so you get me for the status update, ... and Joy instead. Hope that's alright," he smiled. "Yes, of course," I smiled. "See you then." After he left the general consensus of my brood was that he was hot, hot and they'd love to get to 'know' him better. I informed them that both he and his wife were swingers and I expected that Joy would join Veronica and I in bed sometime tomorrow morning. "Don't worry, I'll turn on the cameras and you can watch later." Ashley unbuttoned her blouse, unfastened her front hook bra and said "Love 'em for a few minutes if you'd please." As the other women were carrying on a conversation essentially about what Keith's 'package' might look like I did exactly what had been asked of me, just like a doting father should. "How do you know they're swingers?" asked Cheryl. "I stopped by Dave's office yesterday. Joy does his job scheduling, and one thing led to another and she propositioned me and invited me to do her on her desk. I asked what would happen if Keith returned, and she told me that they both played with the knowledge of the other. She also mentioned that Keith would probably do you if you wanted," I smiled at Veronica. "Now why would I want to do that?" demurely smiled Veronica. "Do you think I'd let him in my panties just because he's a hunk?" "And why wouldn't you," Katrina smiled mimicking her expression. "I'd do him." Any Chance We Could Ch. 47 "Would you mind?" she asked me. "He does seem to be a great guy, doesn't he?" "No. Do I mind you fucking Max, or wanting to fuck Emerson?" I laughed. "So why not Keith, especially if I'm screwing his wife." "Oooh, I think I'd like to have him too," interjected Cheryl. "I suspect he has great staying power and skill. I'll bet Beth wouldn't mind either, the only two men she's had inside her are you and her brother. Well, and her old boyfriend ... kinda." "He's going to be here tomorrow morning. I'm sure Joy'll be occupied by Veronica and me, so see if you can have any luck with him," I encouraged. "Wear something in the morning that your tits will fall out of and I'm sure he'll follow your lead. He's nicely hung and a thoughtful lover," grinned Carol. "Oh, he also really loves cowgirl." "Hmm, why don't you bring Max with you in the morning and I'll walk him across the street and see if he'd like to loosen me up for my evening with my Dad and Step-mom," laughed Lauren. "You don't have to leave the house, use our bed," giggled Katrina. "Just change the sheets when you're done." My hand was back on Ashley's firm bare breast and her rock hard nipple. When we had had our fill of cheese and crackers she asked me, "Can I shower with you?" "Sure, now? What time's it gotten to be?" I asked. As she broke her kiss with Mary Claire Veronica glanced at her iPhone and said, "Almost five." Ashley and I stood, and taking her hand to lead her upstairs I heard Veronica say, "Don't take too long, even though we now have lots of hot water, there are six of us to shower as well before it gets much later." Ashley dropped my hand at the landing and turned for her bedroom. "Get undressed, I'm gonna get my plug and you can fuck me in the shower. If you'd like to," she coyly smiled under her eyebrows. "Let me think about that. I'll let you know in the shower," I grinned. I'd just finished hanging up my trousers when my nude daughter walked in, kissed me, wrapped her hand around my cock and led me into my bathroom. While the water ran we embraced. My hand crept across her ass where I felt the bottom of the butt plug. We got in, closed the door and as I was deeply kissing her began to caress her clit. Ten or so seconds later I entered her with one then two fingers. After she came she jacked me a bit then knelt, took me into her mouth and after three or four minutes I filled her mouth. We kissed again then after breaking the kiss she turned, bent over putting her hands against the wall, saying "Now my ass, Dad. Please, I want to give it to you." I gently extracted the plug turning it and gently re-inserting and pulling it out several times. I noticed she was well lubed. Then I pulled it all the way out. I knelt behind her and rimmed her asshole which was open about the size of a quarter. As I inserted my tongue she moaned, "God, that's nice. Now fingers, please, all the way in." I put some shampoo on my fingers and gently worked two all the way in and began gently pumping them in and out. She came in a few minutes. "It's going to be exciting when you can stick that cock of yours all the way in." "Yes, I'm think I'm looking forward to it as much as you are," I smiled as I shampooed her hair and we washed each other's body. As we exited the master shower I heard the one in Ashley and Katrina's bathroom go on. "I'll bet that's Carol and Katrina. I think she loves Katrina as much as you and my Mom," smiled Ashley. "You don't seem to mind them being very close?" I said more of a question than statement. She shook her head no, "It's funny I guess. I love Katrina with every fiber of my being but I don't mind at all that she and Carol have a special connection. I want my love to be fulfilled, happy and adored." Placing my hand over her heart she continued, "I know deep in here that we love each other very much. My heart beats for her. Any connection she has with Carol or anyone else in our family with will not harm our relationship and love no more than will my love for you Scott. Your daughter knows just how much I love you and that I love you not as my step-father but as a lover and a man I would marry in a heartbeat if Mom were not in your life." Tears appeared in her eyes as my nude Ashley continued in a quivering voice with her eyes locked with mine, "Scott, you will always be more than a lover. You are the man of my life. I love you so much that ... that I want our love to be permanently memorialized and for me to be forever bonded to you by you fathering my child when the time comes." I was stunned. Yes I always wanted to have more than one child, four, five or even six but Cathleen would have none of it. She never wanted to have even one child and when she had an uncomfortable birth with Katrina, she was firm that her limit had been reached. Looking into her eyes, seeing and hearing her love, I couldn't say no but I couldn't say yes either. All I could say in looking into her wetted eyes was, to hug her as I said while trying to hold back my own emotions, "I love you too Ashley. I'd be honored but we'll cross that bridge when the time comes. It'll have to be a decision that includes Katrina, Veronica and Carol." "I know," she sniffled. "I want you to know how much I want this. Please think about it." "I will." As we broke our hug, Veronica and Lauren appeared nude in the doorway. Veronica looked first to her daughter who grinned with still wetted cheeks and then to me. She went to say something but then stopped. Looking at her daughter there seemed to be an unspoken communication between them which ended when Lauren kissed me lightly on the lips before entering the shower. Veronica held my face, kissed me and then said, "I love you." Then she moved to follow Lauren into the shower. "Where's Mary Claire and Cheryl?" I asked as the door was closing. "On your bed waiting for Katrina and Carol to finish," was Lauren's answer. ## While Evie hoped that a quiet dinner would build on their lengthy conversations and intimacy from last night, the evening had been more powerful than either she or Alyssa planned or imagined. Alyssa found Evie's intense looks to be both penetrating and enchanting. In turn, Evie found Alyssa's face to be quite captivating, particularly her eyes and smile. They were so similar to her husband's. Even Alyssa's laugh was so similar to Dave's. Although Alyssa was more outgoing and free spirited than her husband, when she had those quiet and reflective moments, as her husband had from time to time, like him Alyssa seemed to carefully observe and study people. Though Dave denied he had any skill at reading the human soul, particularly compared to his wife, Evie clearly thought otherwise. She often thought he would have been a good marriage and family therapist, but he disagreed with her even though he had been a psychology and counseling major in college. If his uncle had not got him into construction and taught him so much about managing projects and reading blue prints, she felt he would have likely ended up in some type of a counseling field because he was so natural at it. As it turned out those skills were used to manage people and projects by motivating crews to give their best and give the utmost attention to detail, and to resolving disputes, design changes and delays. After last night and this evening Evie wondered if Alyssa had some of those same talents, just not so highly developed. Alyssa mentioned that the owner of her design studio was retiring and had agreed that week to sell at the end of year the firm to the owner of another studio. She also learned that Alyssa had just won an award from the local interior design association and dreamed of one day owning her own interior design studio. For her part, days before Alyssa had readily agreed to spend time with Evie for three reasons. It was a wonderful opportunity to explore her recently discovered bi-sexual desires. Another was that she felt she could learn a great deal from this older woman. She was so erotic and sensual, so comfortable with herself and body, and yet so professional. She seemed to be so balanced and knowledgeable about human relations and human sexuality. When she walked, like Veronica, Evie did so with confidence with her hips swaying ever so gently yet so sensuously regardless of whether she was in flats or heels. Alyssa hoped to emulate such quiet sensuality, confidence and professionalism. Tonight, dressed in a light blue cocktail dress that pushed up and displayed her cleavage, her quiet sensuality was on full display. Lastly, and more importantly, Evie was the wife of the man who not only intrigued her but also captured her heart. Alyssa knew she had to remain good friends with his wife if she was to have access to the man for whom she had such intense feelings. Alyssa knew she couldn't steal Dave away. From how he looked and talked with his wife she knew he was madly in love with her. Besides, he wasn't that type of guy, and it was all academic because she was not that type of girl either. She was content to have him as a lover several days a month, and Evie too since she was packaged with Dave, as long as possible or until another man captured her attention and heart...or so she'd been telling herself. While sipping a magnificent '99 Chianti in the candlelight, Alyssa realized things had changed in how she was looking at and feeling about Evie. Last night their wonderful conversation flowed naturally as the two women talked freely about anything and everything. And the sex afterwards was more than enjoyable and Alyssa was thrilled when she was able to draw a fourth climax from Evie. To see Evie's face filled with pleasure, of Evie's glazed eyes looking at her, and her moaning filling the room was intoxicating. For each of them the final climax was the strongest of the night. For Alyssa it was a fitting end that they both feel asleep in each other's arms with smiles of satisfaction and contentment. Tonight as she gazed in the other woman's eyes Alyssa's heart pounded excitedly in her chest. Not until then was she willing to admit to herself, that she had more than warm feelings for Dave and Evie. She had fallen in love with them both, not just Dave. She knew a week ago that Dave had captured her heart so much that she could not see ever falling in love with another man. If he were single and he asked her to marry him, there was no doubt in her mind she would joyously cry 'yes, yes, of course'. Tonight at the Italian restaurant as she looked at Dave's wife across the table from her Alyssa knew a second truth, she was not only in love with a married man, she was in love with a married woman too. Evie was not someone she no longer desired to befriend in order to remain close to Dave, but to love and adore in her own right. Alyssa hoped her nervousness and sudden awkward feeling didn't show too much, and if they did it seemed like her lover paid no notice to them. As she climbed into the passenger seat Alyssa vividly recalled last night's powerful evening. It started when she'd arrived at the Hawk's home yesterday afternoon. She was dressed in a white blouse and mid-thigh length black skirt, tasteful yet subtly seductive. After they kissed briefly, reaching for a Fredericks gift bag Evie smiled, looked her in the eyes as she said, "I'll be back in a moment. I want you to put on only what is in here, and only these, then wait here." A damn sexy woman, Alyssa thought as her eyes watched the tall brunette's shapely hips sway as she headed to the stairs. After dumping the contents in the downstairs bathroom counter she noticed that there were no panties or bra in the bag. She disrobed and slid into the red satin halter dress. The dress hugged her breasts tightly and continued from there to mold against her body and hips. After slipping into the four inch heeled red sandals she turned to stand before the full-length mirror on the door to get a sense of how she looked. She'd never worn such a sexy dress before that not only showed a healthy amount of her cleavage but also the long expanse of her shapely legs. She felt sexy and desirable. She was wishing that Dave was there to see her in the dress when she heard the click of high heels behind her. "You look absolutely delectable," Evie smiled as Alyssa turned. "I wish I still had the form to wear something like that. Do you like it?" "I love it!" she glowed as she looked at the older woman dressed in black ruffled dress with a plunging neckline and a hemline that ended just above her knees. "You too look stunning in that dress." Throughout the night Alyssa felt accepted and adored. While signing the credit receipt Evie asked if she would like to go back to Evie's home Alyssa didn't hesitate to accept the offer. Attired in the sexy red dress, Alyssa was anticipating what would transpire when they arrived. Nearly three hours after they left they entered the Hawk's home, with newly discovered awareness Alyssa still felt nervous. As they walked into the foyer Evie turned to Alyssa, and drew in the younger woman for a short kiss. Then pressing her back against the wall, Evie stepped into the sexy young woman and quickly pushed her tongue into Alyssa's mouth. As they kissed the older woman slipped her hand over the chest of the younger's top to play with her left breast. Under attack Evie felt Alyssa's nipple tightened instantly. With a grin on her face, Evie whispered, "You are mine again tonight." Then she took hold of Alyssa's hand to draw her up the stairway and into the master bedroom's double bathtub. After taking her time to light fourteen candles, turning off the lights, Evie once again pushed her lover against the wall, pinned her arms above her head and attacked her neck, face and lips with kisses. Alyssa was wild with desire as she freely accepted the other woman's aggressiveness. Alyssa's whole world shrunk at that point to that kiss and that moment. The young woman was still breathless from the kiss. Her eyes were intense with fire as Evie slid the dress from her body, guided her into the large empty double tub then she reached for the scented oil. Slowly and luxuriously Evie oiled her ass and the back of her legs before guiding Alyssa to sit in the middle of the tub. The older woman moved behind her and then drew the young blond back into her chest. The brunette cuddled her for a few minutes as she blew her warm breath between light kisses along the back of her neck and ears. Then starting with Alyssa's shoulders she took thirty-five minutes to leisurely message the oil into every part of her young lover's body, including moving around to massage between Alyssa's toes and the bottom of her feet. In the flickering candle light, the oil warmed Alyssa's skin. Again she basked in the feeling of being so accepted and loved. She never knew there were so many spots on her body that could produce gentle pleasure. When Evie again returned to sit behind her, Alyssa's head lolled back and turned to the side seeking a kiss. Their eyes gazed into the other's before Evie closed hers. As they gently kissed, Evie's hands continued roaming, trying to memorized every detail of her young lover's body. She found Alyssa's skin to be so smooth and soft. Her hands moved back and forth over her back, sides, legs and front drawing soft moans of pleasure. She gave particular attention to her firm breasts, so perfectly round and full. When Alyssa climbed out of the tub, with her back to Evie she stood in front of the vanity mirror. In the soft candlelight her eyes studied how her body glistened with oil. In the mirror she watched her sensuous lover move behind her. She turned around to step into Evie's arms. Their breasts were tightly pressed together as their mouths moved towards one another and opened. As she leaned in to kiss her lover longingly Alyssa was struck how natural it was to be in her arms and to kiss her. Evie's hands slid along Alyssa's back, her spine, then down to Alyssa's tight ass. She cupped her lover's ass cheeks which drew a moan from Alyssa and a smile from Evie. Taking Alyssa by the hand, Evie guided her blond lover to the king size bed. When Alyssa climbed on the bed, Evie lay beside her, kissed her lightly on the lips before lowering her face over Alyssa's chest. She grinned before covering one of her lover's swollen nipples with her lips. Her right hand teased then rolled the swollen left nipple between her index finger and thumb. When Evie kissed her breast, Alyssa groaned as pleasure washed over her her. When Evie leaned over to suck on the younger woman's right breast, Alyssa's hand went behind the brunette's head and pulled her more tightly into her aching breast. Ragged and breathless Alyssa's moans filled the bedroom. She loved how her lover suckled her breast as if she were trying to drink from it. For a moment the younger woman wished she had milk to feed her lover. Just then Evie raised her head and must have seen something on her face, "What are you thinking with that naughty glow?" "Hmmm, it was nothing." "Come on it was something, tell me," she playfully encouraged. "I was thinking that you were sucking as if you were trying to drink from my breasts and how I wished I had milk to give to you." Wordlessly Evie's eyes lit up further and softly moaned. She immediately attacked forcefully the other breast as she looked into her lover's face. Evie had never had the experience but the idea of drinking milk from a breast sounded so erotic. As Evie suckled the nipple she reached down to toy with her own clit and about ten seconds later moved her wetted fingers to play with her lover's clit. Separating the folds of her hairless pussy, Evie ran her index finger along one side of her lover's warm moist pink flesh and back up the other. Her moisture continued to ooze freely from her. Alyssa's breathing became more rapid and shallow. Evie slid first one then a second finger inside her slick pussy. The fingers moved around and pushed into her lover's vulva. As a third finger was added Alyssa groaned at being stretched. Evie's fingers buried inside her were bringing her closer and closer. Just as she was about to climax Evie withdrew her juice covered fingers, raised them up to the younger woman's lips to offer her a taste. Alyssa's lips gleefully parted to consume a finger at a time to clean it. Evie grinned as she reinserted the two fingers into Alyssa's warmth and began to saw them around inside, coating them again before raising the fingers to her own lips. She licked them clean as her lover's eyes widened. Evie put her fingers gently back into Alyssa's warm pussy and began pleasuring her. The fingers moved faster and faster while Evie's thumb strummed the younger woman's clit. Alyssa's breathing was rapid. She gasped and moaned as Evie's mouth again sucked on her breast. Not long after as Evie's teeth tugged on the nipple Alyssa clamped her legs together capturing Evie's hand between her thighs. Evie kept sucking and sawing. Alyssa's left leg moved to the side slightly, raised up several inches and then it started to quiver for almost fifteen seconds before the leg collapsed back on the bed as she started to climax. Evie finger-fucked her towards another orgasm, an orgasm that like the one moments before also rolled through her like a seismic event. Shortly Alyssa shuddered, pushed her pussy into Evie's hand, suddenly stiffened and then relaxed as she inhaled in gasps. A minute or so later, as Alyssa continued to come down from her orgasm Evie opened a bedside drawer. She withdrew a long flexible fourteen inch double-headed dildo, rolled back over and grinned as she rose to straddle her lover. She held one end and playfully showed it to her lover. Alyssa's heart pounded in anticipation as Evie bent the dildo into an L-shape, inserted one end into Alyssa's pussy, slid it in and out several times before climbing onto the other end and she eased herself down onto it. Any Chance We Could Ch. 47 Alyssa moaned with delight as Evie slowly rose up and down as she held the pleasure device in place between them. Each time she pushed down the dildo pushed further into her. When Evie rose, the shaft withdrew three to four inches. After about a dozen descents, Evie lowered her breasts unto Alyssa's. The dildo bent into a U. Evie shifted and moved around until her clit was right on top of Alyssa's, then softly ground their clits together. Alyssa raised her head towards Evie's and plunged her tongue into her month. As they kissed Evie's hands grasped Alyssa's breasts and gently rolled her left nipple. Alyssa's hand gently played with Evie's breast before she slid her hand lower to grab the piece of the dildo that remained outside and pushed it against them. Alyssa's searching eyes looked up into her lover's as she pulled and pushed on the dildo, moving it in out of their pussies, imitating a thrusting motion. Their heated breath exhaled inches from each other as they rocked and drove each other toward a climax. Their hips undulated and rocked together as they drove each other through their respective orgasms. After the first they continued but this time they kept pausing before moving again in their rhythmic dance, driving each other toward a stronger orgasm. Their fiery eyes remained locked on each other's as their second joined orgasm approached. Evie moaned her release no more than ten seconds before Alyssa announced hers with a wild scream. When both women finished their orgasms Evie slid off her lover. She gently wiped her lover's sweat covered forehead and then kissed her lightly before she lay back again. After two minutes Alyssa turned on her side and her hand began to lightly explore the older woman's body. Evie's eyes closed to enjoy the sensations and pleasure Alyssa's fingers were providing. As time passed the exploration became more purposeful. Alyssa started kissing and licking Evie's breasts as her hands continued to explore the older woman. As she did so, Alyssa became more excited and eager. While her tongue lightly played with the nipple ring that adorned her lover's left breast she wondered what it would be like to have a nipple ring or two of her own. Evie stretched out languorously, spread her legs and without saying a word pointed to her pussy. Breathlessly Alyssa enthusiastically slipped between the spread thighs. Her eyes studied the swollen, hairless prize before her. Her lips were light brown and distended a quarter inch, with glimpses of her pinkish inner lips showing here and there. She found the sight to be highly erotic. Being aroused by a woman was a new experience. As little as two months ago she would never have admitted openly that she was curious about what it would be like to make love to a woman. She only had sex with Evie that first night because it was the consequence of her being able to fuck Dave. On that first night something was triggered in her. The mild curiosity became a desire and now she enjoyed making love to another woman. Alyssa was so aroused that first time she came quickly. In the following days she looked at various women as potential sex partners. When she was alone, she did have a slight internal struggle with being with another woman. As the struggle concerned how the new desires would affect her, she decided that she would relax, go with the flow and embrace that she enjoyed being with a woman. She would not admit this yet to anyone, but she found Abigail and Samantha, to be exciting and wondered what it would like to be in their bed. Though they were twins there was something about Samantha that intrigued and stirred her more than Abigail. Now as she lowered her head, Alyssa knew she was hugely sexually aroused by her lover. Her eyes were lustful and hungry, yet filled with love. She not only wanted sex with this woman, she wanted to make love to her. She was in love and desired nothing less than to express that love intimately and to bring her as much pleasure as possible. Twenty-five minutes later as her head rested on Evie's breasts, though Alyssa was still a novice in making love to women, she had just finished giving her lover two body raking orgasms. In the process Alyssa too came once again on her lover's fingers. As they cuddled, Alyssa looked up into her lover's face. Evie's fingers played with Alyssa's shoulder length blond hair, wiped a tear from Alyssa's eye, "What are you thinking about?" "How much I enjoy being with you." Raising her head Alyssa continued, "I love you." Alyssa crawled up further. Evie smiled at her, "I love you too my sweetheart. I want to make you happy." They kissed before they sleepily held one other. Alyssa's eyes closed shortly sleep quickly overcame her. Evie's sleep came a little more slowly as her mind was still active. She had seen how this young vivacious woman looked at her husband. She strongly suspected the Alyssa's feelings were well beyond infatuation which is why she invited her to spend these two nights with her...rather than push her away and since Dave liked her, Evie reasoned it is better to keep her close in order to control as much as she could control. Besides she thought, she's a young woman who is fun to love and had the potential to be a glorious lover. Evie took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Something had changed. Though she was not looking for love from this young playful blond, tonight that was what she found in her eyes. What concerned her was not the fear of creating heartache for Alyssa, but the thought of the young woman moving on and the pain Evie would experience when that time came. With tears in her eyes, she got up, blew out the candles and cuddled again against her lover. Evie had feelings for her. She saw only heartache ahead but she was comforted that it's time would not be today or tomorrow. With eyes still moist eventually she found sleep. Around two-forty in the morning the young blond awoke. She noticed the candles were blown out, and now they were both covered with a sheet and comforter. Alyssa briefly wondered about climbing out of bed, dressing and going home. The thought was quickly dismissed. As she spooned against her lover's back, a small grin of contentment appeared on Alyssa's face. This is much better than sleeping alone, she thought. When her hand moved around to hold the older woman's breast, Evie moaned quietly and placed her hand over Alyssa's. Not long after Alyssa fell back into a peaceful rest with her face nestled against the brunette's hair. ## Ah, the second best part of our Friday nights was soon to begin. I was sitting leaning against the headboard drinking a bottle of Green Tea that Mary Claire had thoughtfully brought me. I was watching my future wives, both still nude standing in the walk-in closet contemplating what they would wear tonight. Ashley asked me if I was going to wear the usual tux tonight then suggested that she and Katrina would like it if I wore black pantyhose instead of boxers and socks. Mary Claire heard the request as she was delivered my tea and affirmed that she'd be in favor as well. Lauren came in wearing a beige g-string holding two dresses on hangers and asked, "Okay handsome, pick one. I've narrowed it down to these two." I choose the slightly shorter of the two, a bright blue semi-halter top with a slightly flaired skirt. She exaggeratedly wiggled her ass as she walked back to the spare bedroom. Mary Claire joined my wives in their selection process and asked if she could wear a stretchy fuchsia dress of Carol's and a pair of Veronica's black strappy high heeled sandals. Veronica walked out holding a black dress that I didn't recall seeing before. In the front the skirt hem was tapered from the bottom of the left side to about a third of the way up to the side seam on the right. The back hem was straight across. Ashley said she was going to wear her sister's green dress. The one I'd photographed her in after our second Friday night at the club. Katrina stepped into the bedroom and asked if I minded if she wore pantyhose, her skirt was too short for garter hose. "Don't worry, I'll put on stockings as soon as we get home," she assured me. Carol walked out of the closet holding a short gold dress that I assumed was some sort of stretchy material that would allow her to fit into it. It looked like it might even be too small for Cindy. Katrina handed me a pair of black pantyhose and was holding a seamed beige pair in her other hand. "Turn, sit on the side of the bed and we can put our hose on together," she grinned. I stood, took off my boxers and joined her. I remembered how Veronica had told me how to put these things on and proceeded to try again. Katrina was standing and making final adjustments and I had one leg above my knee and the other I was trying to smooth on my calf. "Jeez, Dad, what's taking you so long?" chided Katrina as she continued to watch me pull both sides to the middle of my thighs. She smiled as I made adjustments and then started to pull them the rest of the way up. "They aren't exactly straight, but you'll get better with practice," she said with a wink. With that she knelt in front of me and began pulling the hose up and straightening them. "Probably would go smoother if you shaved your legs," she wryly observed. "Yeah, just one more way to clog a drain," I remarked. "By the way, how's the shaving going?" I asked of any of my women who were listening. Mary Claire interjected that she and Lauren were having laser hair removal treatments and that they were going very well. "I recommend that all of the rest of you get them. They're not uncomfortable and they're supposed to permanently remove hair," she explained. "I think I'll continue having one of you shave my balls, I don't trust a laser there, but all of the rest can be lasered, that is if none of you object," I smiled as I stood and as Katrina finished adjusting my stockings after pulling them the rest of the way up. She asked, "Up or down?" "Pardon me," I replied. "Do you want your cock pointed up or pointed down," grinned Katrina. "Down, I think," I replied. "Dad, as part of my duties I'll be more than happy to keep your balls cleanly shaved and I can check several times a day to make sure you aren't getting a five o'clock shadow," laughed Mary Claire as she fastened her stockings to her garter belt. "I'll be happy to do it every day too," Ashley exclaimed. "There is no way I'm going to let either you take sole responsibility for that task," quipped Veronica in a playful tone. "I think I'll need to set a schedule for everyone to equally share in such an onerous task." "And as you should as First Wife," my lovely redhead added. "And include me in the schedule too." Ashley laughed, "First Wife, I like that title Mom." Looking from Veronica to Carol to Katrina and back to Veronica, and then to me she playfully added as she kissed me lightly as I finished putting on my pants, "I'll be third wife if you like." "I think I better get out of here before I get hung," I replied as I headed towards the door. From behind I heard multiple voices picking up on my poor choice of words. "He'll be hung hard tonight," "He's hung alright," and "I want you hung handsome." At five to seven Veronica and I were in an intimate embrace with my hands on her nearly bare ass when the others came into the living room. Lauren tapped me on my shoulder, "Do you want to stay here for awhile, or do you want to join us?" She motioned with her head towards the window and the black stretch Expedition limousine. As we broke our embrace Veronica said, "No we'll join you now. Handsome your ass feels different through your pants and the pantyhose, much tighter or something. I do miss your cock sticking straight out though." Two hours later, after enjoying a wonderful dinner and a lots of touching under the tablecloth, Emerson walked to the bandstand. Taking the offered microphone he announced a special treat for tonight's dancing pleasure, two vocalists, ... the Davenport sisters. Looking to the entry door to the room he invited them to join him. On cue two women appeared from the foyer and walked across the floor to the band stand. One was about our daughters' age and the other was a bit older. Emerson introduced them as Melissa, motioning with his hand toward the younger one and her sister Claudia. The Davenports were dressed in same stylish fitted satin blouses, Claudia's was a bright blue that complimented her eyes, Melissa's was light beige complimenting her brown eyes. Both were wearing short black skirts and black high heel strappy sandals. They were about the same height and in their heels looked to be able to look Emerson directly in the eye. The five piece band began to play and after a few bars of musical introduction they began to sing. As patrons started to dance I sat back to enjoy the singing for two songs. I found their melodious voices to be so enchanting that I thought that with the right songs and promoter they could be recording artists. When the women and I got up to dance, Katrina was the first one into my arms and said into my ear, "I had some classes with Melissa in high school. Claudia's her mother, not her sister, but boy does she look young." I had to agree, both had similar trim figures, probably full B-cup breasts that were appropriate for their figures, nicely rounded asses, and Claudia appeared to have a youthful complexion, belying her age which I assumed was close to Veronica's. The mother-daughter team switched off to sing about every other number solo. Katrina approached Melissa during a song which Claudia was singing and they stood to the side talking. Their conversation was joined by Claudia as she finished her number and the band took over playing a set. I noticed that Katrina was making heavy eye contact with Claudia. "Come on handsome, let's meet the pretty ladies," chuckled Veronica as she took my hand and we walked toward them. Katrina introduced us as her parents and neither of the women said anything to indicate that they weren't sisters. As the music began Hazel touched the back of my neck and said, "Dance with me?" "Of course," I said taking her in my arms. She then lowered my right hand so the back of it was firmly pushed against her breast. Tonight Hazel's dress was knee length, but her top was deeply scooped and displayed a generous amount of her breasts. Evidently it was a recent addition to her wardrobe. She was wearing patterned seamed stockings and pumps. "Are you hard?" she asked. "I don't feel your usual cock pressure against my hip. Don't tell me that now that Emerson and I are about to share, you're not interested any more." "Hazel, I'll always be interested in you. I've lusted after you since we met in college. I'm wearing pantyhose and that's kinda controlling my cock. When we sit down run your hand up my thigh and I'm there. Really, really there." "Why pantyhose?" she asked tilting her head back a bit to look in my eyes. "My women asked me to, and they are kind of a turn on." "Do you always do what 'your women' ask?" "Always. And by the way I'd like to consider you one of my 'women', so feel free to ask for anything you want," I smiled. "You're serious aren't you? Anything?" she asked with a sly look on her face. "Anything," I replied. "If I asked you not to fuck me, would you try to talk me into changing my mind?" she grinned. "Yes, but if you asked me to fuck you I'd for sure not try to change your mind," I laughed. "Well, tomorrow may begin a new chapter in our lives together, so we'll see," smiled Hazel who lightly kissed my lips and backed away from me as the music ended and Mary Claire approached us. After taking her in my arms and crushing her breasts against my chest she said, "Claudia has a nice voice don't you think?" "They both do. Claudia's can be smoky like a chanteuse which is a great solo voice. Their duets are outstanding. In fact both of them have quite a range." "I know them both. Claudia, Mrs. Davenport, teaches voice privately, has sung in various local productions as well as the Muny and her husband, Melissa's father, is the music department chair at Fontbonne University. They are quite good and do have exceptional ranges." After dancing with the rest of my brood, Claudia approached me as Ashley backed away in search of Emerson. "Would, ... could, ... may I dance with you? I've noticed that you're quite good and never lack for a dance partner." "Of course," I said with a smile. I extending my arms and she stepped into them and for the first twenty seconds held a bit back from me but then melted into me. "I wasn't wrong, you are good. Can I ask you something?" "Of course," I answered into her fragrant hair. "Are you also related to Mary Claire? I know her mother and father from when I had her in a high school choir class. I subbed for their teacher when she was on an extended maternity leave. Are you an uncle?" "No, Mary Claire moved in with us about six weeks ago because of her parents' travel schedules and considers our home now to be hers. So I, ... we, now have four daughters who live with us, actually two by blood plus Mary Claire and Cindy whom we treat as equals to Katrina and Ashley," I smiled. "And your wife, the gorgeous blond, Veronica ... is it, doesn't mind?" "No. Veronica and I will be married next Friday and Veronica's best friend since college Carol, the redheaded beauty dancing with Hazel, will be living with us as well." "So, ... five, no six women will be living with you? Must be a big house?" "It is, actually seven women, or will be when the renovations and additions are completed. My CPA, Lauren, the blond dancing with Mary Claire will live with us as well in a suite adjacent to the pool. Our household manager, Cheryl who's dancing with her son will be there every day too. So if you and Melissa ever feel the need to practice in front of an audience, feel free to drop by. Just call and let Cheryl know, she keeps our calendar." "So your fiancée doesn't get jealous with that many beautiful women around the house?" I took a few seconds to shape my answer before saying, "No, she doesn't. She has a big generous heart." "But I would think that there would be, how should I say it..." she sincerely asked. "That there would be a high sexual tension and a fear that I could stray," I finished for her. She nodded so I continued with, "It's great for both of us. My wife also likes to have other women around as much as I do. The sexual tension makes for extraordinary sex, ... for all of us." She drew back her head and with a questioning look on her face quietly said, "Why would she like to..." Then she blushed, "Ohhh...I see." "You have never?" "Never!" she said almost too quickly. "But ... Melissa and I have become quite close since performing together." Her unspoken thoughts were maybe I protested too much, Melissa and I have enjoyed each other, but it's not socially condoned. Maybe this family is closer than I thought. Katrina certainly is an aggressive young woman and was dancing quite close to her father and the kisses they exchanged were not chaste, but lip to lip like mine and Melissa's There was a growing silence so I asked as the song was coming to an end and to change subjects, "Question. Why did Emerson introduce you as sisters?" "That's Melissa's idea. She says I look young enough, or maybe she looks old enough that we could be sisters. And admittedly for these type of things she does like to wear clothing and fixes her hair that make her look to be five or so years older and have me wear outfits and get my hair styled to make me look a little younger. I had her at eighteen and she's now twenty. Melissa was born the day before my birthday and our son, Doug, was born the day after my birthday three years later. I guess rigorous exercising and frequent sex also keeps me young. Oops, I didn't mean to offend you," Claudia laughed. Any Chance We Could Ch. 47 "None taken. I like your spirit. Why don't you and your family come over some Saturday or Sunday early in December? We'll have an enclosed pool to enjoy by then. Do you have a business card or something with your number on it? Would you like to do that?" I asked again into her hair. "Yeah, I think we would. Melissa's got some cards. I'll make sure you get one. Thanks for the dance," she said as we parted. "Hi stranger," said Veronica as she kissed me and put her arms around my neck. "I'm so glad I'm going to share a bed with you tonight." "Thanks, sweetheart, I love you too. I told Claudia that we'd invite them over after the first of the month. She seems to be an interesting person," I smiled. "Interesting, as in how close you two danced," wryly remarked Veronica. "What's the 'after' plan for this evening?" "We have the big limo. Let's ask Max, Beth, Kim and Gwen, then cruise around, make out, drink some wine, cop a feel or two. How's that sound?" "Like a lot of fun, but I think Kim and Gwen came with her parents and they'll probably want to leave with them given that Emerson fucked Gwen Wednesday. We could ask Claudia and her 'sister', but that would really cramp our style, so just Max, Cheryl and Beth, huh?" decided Veronica. After saying our good nights to Emerson, Hazel, Kim and Gwen and putting our crew into the limo I was discussing the rest of the evening with Rose and where to drive when I saw Claudia and Melissa hiking up the driveway to the portico. "Forget something?" I asked. "Yeah, I did," Melissa said a little out of breath. "I forgot that the automatic headlight switch on my car is touchy and apparently the lights were on the whole evening, now it won't turn over," she explained. Claudia then said, "It's the only car down there and I guess this place is closing so I'd rather not call triple A and just hang around if they're going to take an hour or two to get here. My husband isn't answering his phone or he forgot to charge it again. Would it be too much of an imposition to ask if you have room to run us home? We live no more than fifteen or twenty minutes away on the ridge road south of the Spirit airport." "Certainly. Join us," I said. I then stuck my head inside the limo and said, "Something different, I'm bringing entertainment along tonight. ... Not really, they'll explain in a minute." I ushered Melissa and Claudia in the open door and as soon as I finished my conversation with Rose I joined them. Melissa was explaining why they were riding with us and Veronica was making sure that both she and her mother were introduced to the crowd. I sat between Mary Claire, who was next to Carol, and Veronica. Claudia and Melissa sat across from me flanked by Katrina and Ashley. Lauren, Max, Beth and Cheryl sat on the curved seat. As I made my way in it was evident that Carol and Mary Claire were being very friendly with each other and from the state of Ashley and Katrina's dresses, they too had been involved before parting to make room for the Davenports. As we started on our way Veronica turned toward me and whispered in my ear, "Pretty aren't they." "Yes," I responded as Claudia crossed her legs letting her skirt ride all the way past mid-thigh. Melissa soon followed suit. I noticed no dark welt so assumed both were wearing pantyhose, their exposed toes seemed to be covered with the tell-tale seam running across the tips. As we negotiated the curving road from the club, Claudia put her hand on her daughter's thigh. At first I thought it was to steady herself but changed my opinion when she motioned with her eyes for Melissa to look over at Carol and Mary Claire who were kissing and fondling each other. Everyone else was chatting when Veronica asked if she could pour some wine or soft drinks for anyone. Max and Melissa opted for diet Pepsi, the rest for either red or white wine. While they were no longer kissing, Carol and Mary Claire's cuddling continued to distract Claudia. So I asked, "Claudia, I really enjoyed you and your 'sister' tonight. How did Emerson find you?" "The Community Music School at Webster University gave him a few names and we were available when he called. We certainly enjoyed the evening as well. Do you go to the club often?" "Just every Friday," answered Katrina as she took Claudia's hand and began to stroke it lightly. Claudia's head turned to look at Katrina. Mary Claire added, "Except we'll miss the next two Fridays, Mom and Dad are getting married next Friday and then will be on their honeymoon the one after that," she smiled. Claudia never acknowledged Mary Claire's statement as she and Katrina seemed to be involved in a silent conversation of their own. "Your Mom and Dad are getting married?" asked Melissa. "No, Veronica and Scott are marrying. I call them Mom and Dad because they treat me as if I'm their daughter, just like Katrina and Ashley. Sorry for the confusion. Ashley and I have contacted a lawyer to get our last names changed. I talked to my biological Mom about it and she said 'go for it' if that's what I really want to do. I really do and I am," she grinned as Veronica handed her and Carol glasses of wine having worked her way down the other side of the limo first. "Are you going home after you drop us off?" Claudia asked looking at Veronica briefly only to return to looking at Katrina whose hand was now playing with Claudia's neck and hair. "Not directly, we usually ride around for awhile. It's kinda nice to have our whole family together," replied Veronica. "Can I ask you a question?" said Claudia moving closer to the front edge of her seat. The scooting pulled her skirt higher on her thighs and from my viewpoint she was wearing dark panties. "Do you often wear that kind of stocking?" "You mean the brand, or the garter hose?" asked Veronica pulling her skirt higher and slightly spreading her legs. "Garter hose. ... Oh, I hope you don't mind me asking." "No, we all wear them and have since Scott entered our lives. He likes them. We've all grown to enjoy wearing them because he likes us to. Why do you ask? Shall I leave my skirt up? Want to see Mary Claire's?" "Melissa's been bugging me to get some for both of us. If we wear them when we perform, she says if we show a bit of the top we'll probably get a tip, or at least hold the audience's attention. Seeing you and Mary Claire, and now Carol, ...oops, and now Ashley, and again ...opps Cheryl and Beth I can see the appeal. My husband has asked us from time to time to wear them when we rehearse topless in our home studio." "Mom! I don't think you need to say that, we hardly know these ... these, these beautiful people. Mary Claire don't you feel self-conscious pulling your skirt up in front of us?" asked Melissa. "Very. That's what makes me do it. I know you'll all look, I'm beautiful, as we, ... including you and your mom, all are. I like to feel that I'm arousing as well as being aroused. Do you like looking at me? Wanna touch?" "Hmm," said Melissa glancing at Claudia who gave a slight nod of her head. "Yeah, I think I'd like to do that." Carol stood and invited Melissa to sit in her seat and moved across and in front of Claudia. Just as Carol was about to turn and sit we hit a bump on a curve and Carol was temporarily off balance. In an effort to catch herself she reached to the seatback next to Claudia, Claudia moved slightly and Carol's hand came to rest on her left boob. She gently squeezed it before regaining her balance and said "Excuse me Claudia," and finished turning and sat down. "When my daughter does that to me she usually gives me a kiss," smiled Claudia as she turned her face to Carol. Who in turn gave Claudia a light slightly open-mouthed kiss. At Claudia's comment Katrina's aggressive sexual radar went off and she glanced at her Mother who was watching the whole scene. Veronica was broadly smiling as Claudia's hand came off her lap and gently pushed against Carol's right breast. "Feel free to put your hand inside, my nipples are like little pebbles and would like the touch," she smiled. "In front of everyone? I don't know if I should, I'd like to, but what'll they think of me?" asked Claudia with a concerned frown. "They'll think you're a 'player' and would they be wrong?" asked Carol starting to pull the front of her dress to the side. "No. ... No they wouldn't. I guess Melissa is one as well. Well I think we all are come to think of it. Just haven't had an opportunity to 'play in the field', so to speak." Her hand moved under the front of Carol's dress and as they began an extended kiss Carol ran her hand up between Claudia's slightly spread thighs. When she reached he nylon covered pussy Claudia gave a little jump and a low moan. As they broke the kiss Carol asked, "Have you 'played' outside of the four of you?" "No, ... got any ideas?" Claudia gasped. "Yes, a whole limo full. Want to come to our house Sunday afternoon, say four," purred Carol before mashing their lips back together. As they broke again Carol added, "Veronica has a thing for teenaged pussy and cock, so can I assume your husband and your son 'play' as well?" "My husband, Ray is a smooth, passionate, satisfying lover. On the other hand Doug is sometimes like a rutting dog, always eager, his enjoyment and orgasm are primary, but fun nonetheless. We've been looking for a compatible 'play group' for years. Ooh, push a bit harder right there, mmm." "Rutting dog?" "Yeah that's another story for another time," Claudia said as she spread her legs a bit wider. "Want to take them off?" Carol asked. "No, just tear the crotch and get your fingers in me." Carol inserted one then two curled fingers and Claudia was moaning and thrusting her burning pussy while kissing Carol with lots of tongue tangling. "Ohh, God, right there, right there Jesus you're good, right there, Ooooh Shit." As she broke the kiss she leaned her face into Carol's neck and said, "Thanks, I came. Big time." Her passion didn't go unnoticed by anyone in the limo. Katrina moved between her legs and while Carol held her torn pantyhose and panty crotch aside she began licking and tongue fucking her. "Oh, my God, another one. Shit, shit, God that's nice, ooh fuck." And Claudia came again. Veronica had been rubbing my erection through my pants and hose and asked "Wanna fuck my husband?" "Mom, if you don't I want to," gasped Melissa. Just then Rose announced through the speaker that we were about a minute away from the Davenport's house. Melissa turned off Mary Claire's lap and looked around for her purse. Claudia was patting her wet pussy with some cocktail napkins she'd grabbed from the bar. About a minute or so after stopping, both our guests had repaired their lipstick and were getting ready for Rose to open the door. "Give me a card," said Veronica, "I'll call you about Sunday." "I, ... we certainly enjoyed meeting you and hope we have a mutual time available on Sunday," said Claudia. As the limo was backing out the driveway Veronica said to me in a voice that was loud enough for everyone else to hear. "I'm hopeful they can make it Sunday, and I'm sure we'll enjoy each other. All four of them." There wasn't a dissenting voice heard, but there was a moan as Beth turned and straddled Max's lap. Melissa and Claudia burst in their front door with Claudia loudly exclaiming to Ray who was sitting in the living room in front of the TV, "OhmyGod, OhmyGod. Ray we met the loveliest family tonight after Melissa's car broke down. They were at the club where we sang tonight and offered us a ride home. They're very sexually liberated and I get the feeling that incest is condoned if not practiced by them. Veronica'll call us tomorrow to confirm visiting them on Sunday afternoon. You'd love to fuck Carol, she's a redhead, just like your fantasy woman, and with her figure too. I can't believe I, ... we got so lucky. We've wanted to find another family to get sexually involved with and now ... and now I think we did. Did you come sweetheart?" Claudia asked her daughter. "Mary Claire had me close but these damned pantyhose got in the way. I was just ready to take them off when we got home. Can you give me some relief Daddy?" "Of course, take those hose off and I'll pleasure you. Do you want me to eat you or fuck you. If you wanna fuck let's go to bed," smiled Ray. "I just ripped the crotch on mine when Carol wanted to finger fuck me, you should have done the same thing," said Claudia. "Mary Claire tried, but the control top, which I hate by the way, was too tough. Now can we switch to stockings?" frowned Melissa as she peeled off her hose and panties after stepping out of her heels. She unzipped and stepped out of her puddled skirt and hopped onto the arm of the sofa, spreading her thighs widely apart, and reached her arms toward her father's head. "Where's Doug?" asked Claudia just before Melissa's thighs squeezed his ears. He motioned with a hand over his shoulder indicating his bedroom. Claudia stood up, peeled off her damaged pantyhose and wet thong and was unbuttoning her blouse as she walked towards Doug's room. She was bare breasted wearing only her skirt when she opened his door and walked into his room. He'd been sitting against the headboard reading and had fallen asleep with a magazine clutched against his chest. Claudia gently took the magazine out of his hand and began to stroke his flaccid dick. Within a minute he was waking up and getting hard. "Wanna fuck Mommy?" she asked. "I always want to fuck you or Melissa," he replied becoming fully awake. "Can I be on top?" Claudia rolled to be beside him then raised her hips as she unzipped her skirt and he pulled it off. "You're very wet," he smiled as he straddled her resting on his hands. She reached down and slid his dick between her labia and as he started to thrust forward she guided him into herself. He was about five seven to her five eleven so her nipples were very available for him to suck. "Now go slowly sweetheart, we've no time limit. Yeah, like that," as he began to slowly stroke in and out of her. "Go all they way in then pause like Melissa and I taught you. Feel good? You do to me," said Claudia as she began to lightly stroke his back with her nails. Ten minutes later Claudia came and then after another two minutes Doug filled her pleasured cunt with his hot come. "Let's go to my bed, you can have Melissa while I fuck Daddy. Okay." As they walked naked hand in hand down the hall, Claudia said, "You're becoming a good lover, son." "Gosh, I hope so, we've been doing this for over a year. I hope I'd be good since you and Melissa taught me and with all the practice we've had," he replied. ## "Lift up a bit Beth, let me help get his pants down," prompted Cheryl. After Max's pants were around his ankles Beth pulled her g-string aside, her mother held Max's cock as she settled down on it. Lauren noticed that Beth was not fully engulfing his cock and she wrapped her hand around it and asked, "Nice one Max. Wanna do me when we get home?" Just before he responded he leaned over to French kiss Lauren and after breaking the extended kiss replied, "Love to," and then busied himself kissing Beth. Please vote. Any Chance We Could Ch. 48 This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Saturday, November 10th As we backed out of the Davenport's driveway I said, "I have a proposition." Before I could finish, Ashley chimed in, "Can I go first?" "You're always first Ashley," I smiled. "Now listen. Rather than be uncomfortable in this limo, let's go home to a houseful of comfortable couches and beds and continue our fun there." "Excellent idea," grinned Veronica putting her arm around my neck, nestling her head on my shoulder and caressing my erection with her fingernails through my pants and the pantyhose. Picking up the car phone Carol told Rose to take us home. Mary Claire declared gleefully, "Let's share these two magnificent cocks when we get home. Remember when we played the guessing game? Let's all line up side by side and Dad and Max can fuck us all." "Ground rules?" asked Cheryl. "I'm still having my period so I'm out. I'm assuming that Katrina and Ashley are out as well." "Lauren, Carol, Veronica, Beth, and I, and Cindy too if she's home get to enjoy ten strokes each before the fucker moves onto the next fuckee. When a woman comes, she stays in the rotation which doesn't end until Dad and Max come. The first woman who comes gets to choose her bed partner for the night, and she has an option for a second or third if she so wishes after each subsequent woman similarly chooses," grinned Mary Claire "Wait, there's only two men and seven of us," chimed in Katrina after Mary Claire finished. "Eight if Cindy's home." "I didn't say your bed partner had to be of the opposite sex did I?" Mary Claire smirked with a wink. "Okay sounds like a plan, only one additional comment. Scott and I will sleep in Bryce field and if we have different bed partners they'll sleep with us," smiled Veronica exercising her prerogative as the dominant woman in the home and the queen of our bed. "That leaves room for Carol and whomever she chooses. Any disagreements?" Lauren took a moment to tip Rose after we'd all disembarked. I noticed a short conversation between them before Lauren said good night and Rose turned the limo around and left. When Lauren and I finally entered the house Mary Claire and Carol were returning from the kitchen with a tray of glasses and two bottles of wine. After adjourning to the couches in the den/office I poured wine for everyone, including Max. Beth was the first one to speak up, asking, "How do we begin the 'festivities'?" Without a word Mary Claire simply stood, unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. As she bent to pick it up she wiggled her gorgeous ass at me, put her dress on the desk and stood with her hands on her hips in her half bra, g-string, stockings, garter belt and heels. "How about like this?" she smiled at Beth. "Fair enough," answered Max who'd already left his jacket in the dining room and eagerly unbuckled his pants, stepped out of his shoes and then his pants. He hadn't done a good job of getting his cock back in his boxers so it was flaccidly hanging out of his fly. As he began to unbutton his shirt, Katrina rose and knelt in front of him, took his cock in her mouth and bobbed on him several times. When she released it from her mouth less than ten seconds later it was fully erect and shiny with her saliva. "God Beth tastes good on you," smiled Katrina. The she turned to Beth and said, "Choose me. I want some more of that from the source." "Come on handsome, show us what yah got," grinned Veronica. "No. I thought I'd save it for a surprise on our wedding night," I smiled. "Let's all go up, bring your glasses, and let the games begin. Max looks primed, I know I am." As we climbed the stairs, with already shed clothing over our arms we picked up and skirts and dresses as they were being unzipped and dropped. When we reached our bedroom, Ashley untied my tie, unbuttoned my shirt, unbuckled my trousers and pushed them down my legs. I stepped out of my shoes and was left standing there in the black pantyhose. Max asked me as Lauren was getting him undressed, "Why are you wearing those?" "My ladies asked me to and I'm happy to oblige them. They're not uncomfortable and kinda keep me from tenting my pants. They also have a nice feel against my dick. Try 'em sometime," I said as Lauren was pushing his boxers down his legs. "Please everyone leave on your hose and heels." The slender and usually lively Cindy wandered in rubbing her eyes having just awakened. She was wearing sleep shorts and a tee and was bare foot. "I'm glad I woke up, looks like some kind of sexy fun is about to begin, or did I miss it?" she asked yawning. "No Cindy, we just got started. Undress, put on heels, Cheryl will tell you what we're up to. Any particular order?" asked Carol Max and I responded simultaneously, "No." Standing behind me Katrina pulled my hose down and after I stepped out of them she ground her pelvis into my butt, smashed her wonderful breasts against my back, and kissed my ear, "I love you Dad," she said. Cheryl sat Indian style against the headboard in the middle of the bed. Katrina and Ashley laid on the bed about three feet apart with their feet towards us. "Okay, two of you are going to eat us while you get fucked," smiled Ashley spreading her legs a bit. Lauren, Beth and Cindy were on one side of the bed Veronica, Mary Claire and Carol were on the other. Carol wound up between Ashley's legs and Veronica between Katrina's. As Veronica lowered her head she reached forward with her right hand to grasp Katrina's left. "Ten strokes then move on," reminded Cheryl. "Can we lay on our backs instead of doggy?" asked Beth. "I want my tits played with." "Hell of an idea" laughed Lauren. Lauren, Beth, and Cindy turned on their backs on their side of the bed, laid back and raised their legs holding them behind their knees and waited. "Small change, each of you do your side of the bed twice before changing sides," smiled Cheryl. "Okay fuck away." I was on Veronica's side and slowly pushed into her sopping wet pussy as Max did the same to Lauren across from me. "God, you're wet!" I exclaimed as I buried my cock completely in my wife. "Why'd you think I'd be otherwise?" asked Veronica in between licks of Katrina's pussy. "I'm eating our daughter and thinking of you fucking me at the same time." I kept my hands on her ass globes and slowly pulled back and then entered her nine more times somewhat slowly as she moaned in response. As I pulled out completely after the last one, she moaned "Nooo," and tried to scoot back to me. Meanwhile Lauren was on her back enjoying Max as he played with her nipples with her ankles on his shoulders as he slowly fucked her at the same pace I'd done to Veronica. She would gasp as his long youthful shaft went fully inside her. We both moved almost simultaneously to the next woman, me to Mary Claire and Max to his sister. Cheryl watched the activity as she rubbed her clit and pinched her nipples. Katrina looked over at Cheryl, reached her hand to her crotch and pulled Cheryl's panties aside. She then tugged on the string of Cheryl's tampon and slowly pulled it out. Cheryl leaned to her side, pulled a few tissues from the box and wrapped up the tampon in them. Katrina then fully inserted her two fingers deeply in Cheryl's pussy. "Come on Dad, fuck me good," smiled Mary Claire as she dropped her shoulders and raised her ass and spread her legs to give me full access. I firmly massaged her wonderful breasts as I entered her. "Wet enough?' she asked. "Melissa kinda got me worked up." "Yes, I don't think you've ever been wetter than you feel right now," as I slid my cock into her pussy. Mary Claire lightly moaned as I bottomed out on each stroke. She turned her face to look into mine. Her eyes were filled with a warmth and desire that proclaimed how she felt about our family and lifestyle. The shy sexually reluctant teen of just a short month and half ago was anything but now. I moved to Carol and as I entered her I wrapped my hands around her chest and gently pinched the nipples of my soon to be other wife. Carol was grunting into Ashley's pussy as I stroked in and out of her. A moment later she lifted her head, her red hair fell to the left as she turned her face to look at me. As our eyes met I mouthed, "I love you." Carol grinned and as I thrust for a fourth time she groaned and mouthed, "I love you too." Across from me Max had moved on to Cindy leaving his sister sighing for more. "OOh, crap I've missed you. A lot," exclaimed Cindy. "I've got to stop working those shifts so I can have more fuck time with you and Scott." I made a quick mental note to talk to her about that. My adopted daughter really didn't need to work that much. Max and I completed the second round, and none of the women acted anywhere near an orgasm. After we switched sides as I was slowly stroking in and out of Lauren, I saw Max crouching and laving Veronica's slit and asshole. She stopped eating Katrina and mumbled, "God, you've a nice tongue." "Don't forget, Veronica, you taught me," he said while standing and beginning to push his rod into her pussy. After three slower strokes he progressively increased his speed until he concluded and pulled out leaving Veronica just short of having an orgasm. Beth spread her legs widely and pulled me down to her chest and kissed me as she crushed me against her marvelously full tits. Beth reached over and began to lightly stroke Lauren's inner thigh as well as my cock as I moved slowly in and out. As I moved into Beth, her mother began to groan and sigh as Katrina's fingers worked her g-spot. Just as I pulled out of Beth Cheryl explosively came crying aloud, "oohhh yes...gawd damn you're good." A few seconds later, "Period or not, I need a cock when we finish this," she panted between breaths. We switched sides again and I immediately went to Veronica who came on my third stroke. She was still on the edge thanks to Mary Claire rubbing her clit with two fingers. Five or six seconds later with Max driving hard into her Lauren's orgasm was almost simultaneous. Mary Claire was on the edge but didn't quite make it. As I entered Carol she tightly grasped me with her vaginal walls and I felt the tingle in my lower back as I began to fill her I groaned, "Ohhh fuck yeahhh." Max had already moved onto Beth. His hips were driving forward fast and furious. Not long after I finished he came in Beth for the second time tonight. "Veronica, you have first choice, then Lauren, then Beth," said Cheryl, who had been keeping track. Veronica said, "I want handsome." "Mary Claire will you sleep with me?" asked Lauren. Stroking Lauren's face Mary Claire nodded, "It will be my pleasure." Carol and Katrina paired off, Beth with Ashley, Max with Cindy. "Cheryl, will you stay in our bed? Max and Cindy please join us if you wish," smiled Veronica. The rest of the 'crowd' drifted off to Ashley and Katrina's bedroom and Mary Claire's bedroom. After using the bathroom Veronica and I were snuggling when she whispered, "Can I fuck Max and will you fuck Cheryl while I watch?" "It would be my pleasure," I replied looking at Cheryl who was grinning as she laid back, raised her legs and invitingly spread them wide. Later as we all drifted off to sleep I heard Cindy say to Max, "Think you can stay in me for a few more minutes." Ahh, youth. Seeing no camera light blinking in the darkness I realized someone had thoughtfully turned it off as they'd left our room. ## Veronica and I were the first up and into the shower, followed quickly by Max and his mother. Cindy went to the shower in the spare bedroom and was joined by Carol. Katrina and Ashley walked into our bedroom carrying a box. Save for a fully transparent black robes I had never seen before, both were nude. Ashley said, "Dad, Katrina, Mary Claire and I got you something. I think it came yesterday but I just saw the package in our bedroom. These are for your and our pleasure, please wear them." I took the offered package and opened it to find a bunch of tissue wrapped packages. All felt soft in my hand, so I unwrapped one and held up a very brief pair of red bikini underwear. "These are men's? Will they fit?" I asked. Katrina giggled and replied, "They're for men and they should just barely fit. Lauren says her dad wears them all the time. While you may want to keep a few pairs for various general wear, throw away your boxers and briefs and wear these for us. ... Please. There are several different styles among the three dozen in the box, some are the male equivalent of a g-string, and some will just be a pouch for your magnificent cock. Some are satin, some silk, some lace and some are cotton." I dropped my boxers and slipped on the pair in my hand. They were comfortable and watching both girls lick their lips, they must look sexy. I turned around and felt hands caressing my almost bare ass cheeks. I immediately became erect. Katrina put her hand into my new briefs and pulled my cock up. About three inches stood above the waistband. "Now that's delectable," sighed Ashley. Veronica watched the whole proceeding with amusement said, "You look so fuckable in those." She walked around me then added, "They look even better than they did online. I hope you don't mind that we're asking you to wear these." "Mind? When have I ever minded anything any of you've asked me to wear or do. I even wear pantyhose. What's next? Thigh highs, stockings, lingerie, high heels? Anything you ask for I'll do. Gladly," I broadly smiled. "We know handsome. We all love you as much as you love us. Thigh highs? Want to try some on this afternoon?" asked Veronica giving me a wicked grin. I finished dressing as Cheryl stripped the sheets off our bed. Then she and Veronica put on a clean set before coming downstairs. Mary Claire and Lauren both dressed in just g-strings and three inch high heeled slides were fixing an egg casserole and were putting it in the oven as Veronica entered with Cindy a few steps behind. Looking at Cindy I asked, "Can Veronica, Carol and I talk to you for a few minutes in the den?" As we exited Lauren and Mary Claire were drinking coffee, looking at each other smiling and leaning provocatively with their backs arched against the counter. As I sat on the large sofa between Carol and Veronica, I motioned for Cindy to sit on my lap. After she settled with her legs across Veronica's I asked, "Do you feel that you're part of this family?" Before she could reply, Veronica clarified, "That is, do you feel that you're like a real daughter to us?" Cindy noticed Veronica nodding. Cindy looked to me and then to each of my fiancées, "I do feel that this is my home," she paused to respond carefully, "and though I've heard you refer to me as 'daughter' when talking to others, I've not thought ..." She started to sniffle. Carol handed her a tissue from the box on the side table. Wiping her eyes of tears she quietly said, "I love being here and, but I've not thought to call myself your daughter, not that I don't feel loved and at home here. I've even called you 'dad' a few times, but I guess I thought it's all been more playful than anything else ... It's just, it's just that I've not had much of a family until now and being a daughter is something I've only allowed myself to dream about. It's been too much to even hope for." "Why?" I was puzzled. Still wiping her tears, "It's not that I wouldn't want to have you as my parents, that was too much to hope for. I'm content to be considered a part of your extended family." Carol took her hand and squeezed it saying, "Cindy, if I may and correct me if I'm wrong. But what I think you're saying is that you'd love to be our daughter but given your dysfunctional childhood home, finding a loving home, becoming a daughter even in an extended manner was too much to imagine even though it's your heart's desire. I think we can understand Cindy how the home where you were raised colored your thoughts and ideas about family." "So, you love the idea of being our daughter?" asked Veronica. Cindy nodded as she hugged me and then leaned forward to hug Veronica too. Not to leave Carol out, she leaned back and hugged her as well. "Well this has certainly gone in an unexpected direction." I took a deep breath before continuing, "Cindy my question was a lead in to asking why you're working so much and why you still have an apartment. But now I understand why." I hugged her into my chest then said, "Cindy, when we introduce you as our daughter we mean you are our daughter. It's more than a way for people to see your relationship to us as something special." I turned her head, looked into her face, "Cindy, I do love you as a daughter. So do Veronica and Carol. This is your home." "It means more than just a place to live," Veronica continued. "It means that you are included in our thinking about family events, discussions and financial matters." The light suddenly went on for me, if I truly meant that Cindy and Mary Claire were our daughters, I should include them in my will which I was in the process of revising and in financial planning too. "Cindy, four days ago I talked with my attorney about revising my will. He's showing me a draft next week. When all is said and done, you'll be included and provided for as one of my children. It also means that you don't need to work so much. I'm going to tell Lauren to make sure that you're getting a generous monthly allowance just like Ashley, Katrina and Mary Claire. I'm also asking her to transfer $50,000 immediately into your savings account." Cindy squealed and hugged me. "I love you guys, but I still want to work at the hospital. I like what I'm doing. Yet it'll be nice to work only one shift five days a week. With them being short handed I'm already committed to working an extra shift three days this week, and twice next week. A new hire completing training next week will help ease things. We'll be fully staffed in three weeks, they just hired a lady yesterday whose husband works with American and is transferring in from Dallas." "When Dave finishes the house, you'll have your own room which we've already offered. As your mother, I'd love for you to live with us unless you really want to live elsewhere," added Veronica. "Elsewhere? Are you kidding. Can I change my last name too?" "If that's what you want. I'd love to have your last name be Appleton," I replied with pride. With a knock on the doorframe Katrina reminded us that breakfast was ready. With a beaming Cindy holding my hand we walked into the kitchen to eat. It was a tight squeeze around the table. Though we managed and enjoyed the closeness, we were all looking forward to the larger kitchen nook and table. Sitting beside me Katrina whispered in my ear, "Well done Dad. She needed that assurance." As we began to eat I reminded all that Joy and Keith were due within the hour. With the intense construction timeline beginning on Monday, Lauren reminded us that on Monday Carol, Veronica, Katrina, Ashley and I would move into the hotel. Professional movers would be here that morning to start packing and moving furniture into number 19 across the road. She suggested that anything that we valued or important papers should not be left to the movers to pack, that we should handle them ourselves and place them in the master suite at the house across the street. Lauren and Mary Claire would be moving across the street for the duration on Monday as well. Cheryl mentioned she would be texting and emailing everyone a copy of the timeline and various check lists. She said she'd also post a hard copy in the front hall and on the refrigerator door. I reminded her that Lauren would be working with Dave as the project progressed so that she could text or email a basic update early morning and early evening each day and send a more detailed status report at noon. Any Chance We Could Ch. 48 Keith and Joy arrived about eight-thirty. He was carrying a thick binder and she was ... well she wasn't dressed for field work. Her top was a scoop necked button front jersey blouse of some sort that was nicely shaped to her breasts, which were jiggling, obviously unfettered by any kind of bra. Her quite short denim skirt ended between her mid and upper thigh revealing the bottom edges of her lace topped hose just below the hemline. She was wearing dark blue three or four inch pumps which not only enhanced her shapely legs but also caused her ass to sway enticingly. I noticed Katrina carefully eying her and nodding to Ashley to look too. Ashley smiled at her lover and mouthed to her, "You want her?" Ashley grinned when Katrina nodded lustfully. I couldn't help but think that my daughter had become a pussy hound. As Keith put the book on the table I introduced Joy to my assembled clan: Veronica, Carol, Katrina, Cindy, Mary Claire, Ashley, Cheryl, and Lauren. Again I caught the brief look exchanged between Carol and Joy. Of course, I thought, same swinger group. After they'd all been introduced Mary Claire leaned close to Joy and said in a soft voice, "You're going to fuck Dad aren't you?" "My, my, my, who ever told you that?" asked Joy with wide-eyed innocence. "Your sister, we talked yesterday about tonight. I understand you and your husband will be there," smiled Mary Claire speaking in the same soft voice. "Yes, and yes, what do you think my chances are? For this morning, I meant," smiled Joy. "Good to excellence, from the way she's looking at you Mom wants a taste as well," grinned Mary Claire. "I can wait 'till tonight." "My, you are an eager one," Joy quietly teased her. "Yes I am, but I doubt I'm as eager as Katrina," she nodded towards Katrina. When Joy smiled at her and nodded, Katrina beamed. Keith noted that he and Dave were having a project logistics meeting the subs on Monday at 4 PM and invited Veronica and I to attend. Then he opened the book to the first of many marked pages and with Carol and Veronica on either side of him, their breasts pushing the back of his shoulders he garnered confirmation of their approval of the architect specified fixtures. Katrina and Ashley treated him to the same breast rub looking at their bathroom fixtures and tile scheme. Lauren and Mary Claire treated him similarly, or so I'm told. Cindy, although not as endowed as the others, was suitably braless and kept his interest as her nipples hardened. While Veronica and Carol finished, Carol nodded at Veronica as I took Joy's arm and said, "Let's go look at some of the spaces that you've only seen on drawings." Veronica said for us to go ahead without her and that she'd join us in awhile. I led a broadly smiling Joy out to the pool deck where I explained to her what was going to happen and how the new master suite would have patio doors opening to a bricked patio overlooking the deck. She looked around the deck area then over at the door into the kitchen which was covered with protective plywood. Then she put her arms around my neck, looked up at me with her mouth open and while kissing me and enjoying my tongue, ground her pelvis into my cock. After kissing for a few minutes she gasped as she broke the kiss and as I released her breast from my grip she asked, "Where next?" "Let's go back through the kitchen to the den. I want another look at your gorgeous tits for starters," I smiled. In the den I stood behind her as she looked around. I stepped up into her back, gently wrapped her in my arms, and started kissing her neck as I gently pulled her top below her breasts. I softly squeezed her bared firm breasts. She softly moaned as I pinched both nipples at the same time. I then turned her around, looked into her eyes and quietly said as I placed her hand on my bulge, "I want you. I've anticipated this since we last saw each other." "Hmmm, it's so nice to be wanted so. If you want to fuck me half as much as I want to fuck you then we're in for one hot time," she haughtily replied. As I took her hand to guide her out of the den I was thankful that I'd listened to Veronica's coaching on what to say. We left the den to go upstairs with her breasts still bared. I glanced over at Keith, he looked up and broadly grinned at us and gave a slight nod. Holding her hand, we poked our heads into the two smaller bedrooms and baths as I explained what was going to happen to them. From her comments and questions it was evident that she was familiar with the architectural plans and specifications. We proceeded into the master bedroom. After turning on the camera, I turned to look at her. She happily put her arms around my neck saying, "So you find me attractive? Am I so desirable that you want to fuck me silly?" "Of course you're attractive. Of course you're very desirable," I replied as I began to unbutton her top. "Here, just do this," she replied simply pulling the top up exposing her delightful boobs and flat stomach and pierced navel. I pulled my polo up and off and pulled those firm orbs against my bare chest. As she gave me a tongue tangling kiss I put my hands under her skirt and began caressing her wonderfully firm ass. "Unzip it. Push it down," she groaned into my mouth. As it was loosened, she angled her stomach away from me to allow me to push it down to puddle at her high heel clad feet. She fervently thumbed my shorts down and as she moved forward the head of my cock pressed against her stomach. "On my, that hot tool feels wonderful. Would you like to see how wonderful it feels inside me?" "Yes," I replied my mouth muffled by hers. "Condom?" she asked. "In the night stand, either one," I gasped. She stepped away from me and as she took the three or four steps to retrieve the condom provocatively wiggling her ass. "Let me put it on you," she smiled as she tore it open and put the reservoir tip lightly between her teeth. As she began pulling my brief briefs down she pushed my chest so I fell back on the bed. She pulled them off, held onto my cock and took me into her mouth with the condom unrolling down my cock. When she started to kick her shoes off I asked her to leave them on. "Oh, it'll be my pleasure," she chuckled. "Stockings too?" I scooted to the middle of the bed and embraced Joy. She put a leg across me as I pulled her down to kiss her again. I heard a sound from the corner of the room. I knew it was Veronica getting undressed. I then heard a male voice ask her something and heard her whisper, "Get naked. Watch with me." I heard Keith's large belt buckle hit the floor and then Veronica gasp. I'd learned to concentrate on my partner of the moment and didn't even look over at the chair in the corner but my ears provided me with sufficient information to form a picture in my mind. As Joy began stroking me she purred, "I want this. Sweetie, I want you to fuck me!" I returned the favor to Joy's asshole and slit with my finger tips as we continued kissing and mutually masturbating each other. She began gasping and I felt an orgasm roll through her and she said, "Eat me, then fuck my brains out." I scooted down between her spread legs and enjoyed her pleasant scent and very wet pussy. I licked her asshole and she relaxed as I entered her just a little with the tip of her tongue. I heard her say, "If you'd like and play real nice I may let you fuck my ass next time." She rolled through two orgasms, one from my tongue in her ass and the other as I strummed her clit with my tongue. "Now, fuck me, you stud!" she suddenly demanded. I shook my head and as I rolled on my back said, "Go ahead and ride me as hard as you'd like." She giggled a little as she rose on her knees. In a second she straddled my waist and quickly lowered herself on my cock. She leaned forward a bit so I could have access to her jiggling tits as she bounced and rolled her hips. "Mmm, fuck, you feel good sweetie, soo good," she moaned. She bent even further over, began kissing me and said in my mouth, "Where's another cock? I'd like one in my ass right about now. Oh God another one. A big one this time," she exclaimed as she panted and sat up wiggling on my firm erect cock. I was thrusting up and wiggling my hips with her as I watched her stomach muscles ripple through a body-rattling orgasm. She inhaled, pushed down on me and stopped to allow the release to wash over her. When she exhaled she proclaimed, "Oh you do that so well." As she began to come down she lay on my chest, looked over at her husband and Veronica, "He's a wonderful lover. You're so lucky." "I know," smiled Veronica. I looked over for the first time and saw my nearly nude wife sitting on Keith's lap, his hand between her spread legs playing with her pussy. She was sitting forward enough on his legs that her hand was obviously stroking him. "May we join you?" Veronica asked. "You know you don't need to ask," I grinned. As Joy and I were sharing tongue I felt the bed move as one of them sat on the edge. I heard Veronica say, "I don't think we have any that'll fit." "Front right pocket," said Keith. Veronica came back with the condom, gave it to Keith and said, "Lay back, I wanna see if I can get that monster in me." I looked over and Keith's erection was pointing to the ceiling, and it was definitely a monster. It reminded me of a Coke bottle, narrow at the head then tapered to a much larger shaft. I saw that she couldn't close her hand around it. "Don't worry, it'll fit," laughed Joy. "Honey, just don't try to take it all at once." "I'll bet you don't take this in your ass," replied my wife. "Just the first few inches. Scott's would fit nicely though," giggled Joy. I scooted to the headboard and pulled Joy up with me. She turned to rest between my legs. "Sweetie, you didn't come, did you?" she asked noticing the rubber was empty. "No, the rubber kinda desensitized me. Don't be concerned I certainly enjoyed giving you pleasure," I replied taking a breast in each hand and gently fondled them. She turned her head and we kissed as Keith had Veronica on her back and was eating her. "We'll have to do it again then," said Joy into my mouth. I nodded, yet part of me was not sure I wanted more. "Keith, honey, make sure I'm really wet before you stick that thing in me," softly said Veronica. He stayed down between her legs, thoroughly licking her from her asshole to her clit. When he held her clit in her mouth she came. "Ohh, God, that felt good. Now let me get on top." He scooted to the side and turned on his back. Veronica straddled his midsection and with her finger tips guided him to her hole. As his head entered her she slowly lowered herself then stopped, then raised up and lowered herself a few more inches. "You're sure it'll fit?" she asked looking at Joy. "Honey, you had a baby didn't you?" laughed Joy. "Yeah, but she was coming out not going in. Ummm, God that's tight." She raised up again and on the next push had about four of his almost eight inches in. "Umm, starting to loosen up now. I feel so full." "Keith pinch her nipples," suggested Joy. On the next up and down Veronica was obviously becoming more comfortable with his girth and now had about two inches left outside. She smiled at me as she raised and lowered herself three more times, on the last one she was pushed against his pubic bone. He also shaved as I did. "Ummm, now it feels good,...and so full," as she began to slowly bounce up and down. "Ohh, that's a new feeling, I've never had anyone that big around," she sighed as she began to shudder. "How long are you Scott?" asked Joy as she tuned and began to stroke my hardening cock. "A hair under eight inches according to Mary Claire and her ruler," grunted Veronica. "How long is this monster?" "Same as a Coke bottle, just under eight inches," grinned Joy. With that Veronica sucked in a deep breath, swirled her hips a few times, then gasped and collapsed onto Keith's chest. Moments after she began kissing him he grunted and from the thrusting of his hips he looked to have come. After they both came down from their orgasms, Veronica dismounted him, and crawled up next to me. I extended an arm and pulled her into me alongside Joy. "Whew, I though I'd never get him in." "Nearly three years ago Keith brought home a black couple who were acquaintances of ours. You know what they say about black cocks? Well I've been with two since then and seen a dozen or more at socials and clubs, and while it's an over-generalization, it was certainly true for this guy. He was as big around as your wrist and easily over nine inches long. His wife didn't have any trouble taking Keith, but I struggled to get him in me. After plenty of foreplay and lube we succeeded. Unfortunately, he thought size was all that mattered. He wasn't a very good lover so that work was kinda wasted, but then again it reminded me to appreciate the skilled sensitive lover. We haven't seen them since, nor have I fucked any black men, or any man anywhere close to that size since." "Thanks for the ride Scott, I think we need to get going before the warehouse closes. Up for another time?" she asked with a hopeful look on her face. "Of course," I said. Keith and I disposed of our rubbers and after we all dressed, we headed downstairs to an envious grin from Ashley. After lightly kissing our most recent sex partners goodbye, they gathered their books and folders and left. After the door closed Veronica turned toward me. We embraced and lovingly kissed. Breaking the kiss Veronica said, "Well that was a rather passionless fuck for me. Yours?" "Same. I don't care for condoms and as we'd discussed some time ago, I think we both need to have some sort of connection and a certain amount of returned passion. Being called 'Sweetie' bothered me some. It probably reminded me that I didn't really know her. She seemed to use the term too glibly, and I didn't like it. I didn't feel any connection with Joy, possibly because of it. I could be wrong but it seemed she was just looking for a different cock in her box and another score. I don't want to be just another score. All the other women we've had in our bed were passionate, don't you think?" I asked. "Yeah, Keith was thicker than you, and though I've met him several times, there was no connection for me either. I had a couple of orgasms and enjoyed them. It seemed to be a quick sexual release, sort of masturbating on a stick of flesh. The physical sex was fine, but handsome I agree with you that being with someone who wants merely to get his rocks off is not my thing. Having a connection of some sort with your lover makes it so much better. If I'd been smart I'd of let Mary Claire or Cindy seduce him and take him for a tumble. I wonder what Carol's experience has been?" asked Veronica. "Carol's experience of what?" asked Carol as she was passing by. "We're talking about our less than satisfying experience with Joy and Keith," Veronica explained. "Passionless. Detached. Large cock, nice tits and nipples. Sex for the sake of sex." We both nodded. "Though we've known each other for several years I sometimes think they're both just going through the motions of intercourse," mused Carol. "I really used to enjoy it with them but things have changed over the last fourteen or so months." Carol sighed, "Ah well, let that be a lesson of some sort. Lately I'm getting the impression they don't exactly enjoy each other that much any more." "Oh, you think their marriage is in trouble?" asked Veronica. "Possibly, but not necessarily. I believe they love each other, but they seemed to have lost the importance of being a couple first," she answered. "Maybe they need to take a hiatus from having sex with others and take time to recapture what stirred their love for each other in the first place. They were so madly in love with each other, but lately they seem to be more like two people living together with privileges. I'm no expert, but maybe they need to learn what I've come to appreciate with us and our friends, that sex is a way to express love and support for each other, to affirm and provide pleasure while experiencing the same in return. Sex without that type of dynamic is just sex, fun in a way but well short of its power and beauty. Repeated and frequent meaningless and no strings sex without holding firm to your core relationship can erode that primary relationship," responded Carol. "Thanks Carol, I'm glad it wasn't us. Other than one girl in college who was an after party one night fuck, I've never felt that way about any other sex partner I've had. God knows there hadn't been many until I met my soul mate," I said as I pulled Veronica into my embrace and held her tightly saying, "I love you. I love you," into her ear. "I feel the same way handsome. I hope Jeanine and the Davenports have a bit more passion." I replied, "The Davenports are artists. And like our resident artist I think they'd be predisposed to passion. Jeanine hasn't been fucked for some time. Not only do I not think our assignation will be passionless, but I fear that there could be too much and she could confuse intense passion and her love for her husband." "If that's a concern, then I think we need to think through strategies beforehand. I may need to be with you more often than I first thought," my love noted. "I was wondering the same." "And the Jacobsons tonight sure as hell won't be without passion," laughed Veronica. "Mary Claire, do you need some help with lunch," I asked. "No it's almost ready. Carol and I worked on it while you were upstairs being unsatisfied. Sorry. Do you want me to satisfy both of you?" grinned Mary Claire raising her skirt and playfully running her finger tips over her bald bare pussy. "Tonight, sweetheart, tonight. I'll expect it," I said grinning. ## After lunch Veronica was leaning against the counter smirking about Mary Claire's description of teasing Keith when the cell on the table rang. Veronica answered it. "No this is Veronica ... this is his number, I just answered it. ... Yes, I enjoyed meeting you as well ... thank you, you are too. ... Yes, it's fine with me, do you want to talk to him? ... Sure, hold on." She walked the phone into the den, handed it to me saying, "It's George." "Hi, ... didn't think I'd hear from you this quickly. ... Yes it was a pleasant lunch yesterday. ... Of course, ... whenever she wants to call me, that's fine. I understand. ... I hope she understands that Veronica is going to be involved too. ... So she's not been with a woman, but she's expecting this. Why's that? ... I see. She's an insightful woman then. ... We're looking forward to our time with Jeanine as well. ... Thanks for your confidence and of course you have our discretion. ... Good, I look forward to her call. Have a nice rest of the day as well." After ending the call and setting the phone on the coffee table Veronica snuggled against me smiling. "Still screening my calls, eh," I grinned. "Yeah and your potential fuckees," she chuckled. "Before I gave the phone to you he asked if I was okay with the surrogate penis thing and I assured him that I was." "Though she's never kissed or touched another woman and has no interest in women, your involvement in some way is not unexpected by her. She told George she'd want to be involved if the request was made of her about her husband." "So I may get an opportunity to be her first," Veronica grinned. "So what happens next?" "Well, I guess she'll call when she's ready. It could be awhile, I guess," I sighed. "Oh come on handsome. Don't sound so forlorn, you've got more than enough pussy in this house now, plus maybe Joy's sister Gloria as well." "Yeah, I'll need to tell Mary Claire to put in a good word for me with her," I laughed as Veronica elbowed me in my side. Any Chance We Could Ch. 48 "Wearing anything special tonight?" I asked. "Based on our conversations last night, I think that if I were dressed in sack cloth Emerson won't be able to keep his hands off me. So no, just something that keeps me accessible but not exposed in public.' You?" "Light tan pants, blue oxford cloth shirt, blue blazer, no tie," I replied. "Underwear?" asked Veronica. "I'd thought about going commando, but I'd probably have pecker tracks across my pants. Suggestions?" "Dark pants would be a good idea instead of light tan ones, less obvious. Perhaps you should wear pantyhose again. They tended to keep your pre-cum and tenting erection under control last night. I think if you really came nothing would disguise what'd happened. Why not just a pair of your new briefs, black lace perhaps," smiled Veronica. "You think Hazel would freak with me in pantyhose again? Come to think of it she didn't mind last night when she asked how I was keeping from tenting my pants while she was caressing my cock. Will you mind what I wear?" "Handsome, I get you in my bed every night why should I mind what you wear. Just by kissing you I can get you out of anything you're wearing." "Yeah, you're right about that," I teased her. "Sweetheart what time is Rose picking us up and are Emerson and Hazel leaving from here?" "We're all leaving from here at seven, that way they can leave from here in the morning," replied Veronica. "So Hazel's gonna do it?" grinned Mary Claire. "Yeah, I think so. Tape and film at ten," I laughed. All of us were in the den talking or reading when my cell phone rang again. Carol answered, "Hello. ... Hi Jeanine. ... Yes, he's right here," and then handed me my phone. "Carol, ... the stunning redhead. ... Of course, want to come for brunch, ... say eleven, ... great. Yes she's here." I handed the phone to Veronica. "Hi, Jeanine ... Probably anything you want. He does like garter hose, ... flats or heels, either one. ... If you wish, it all comes off. ... Be enticingly beautiful. Realize your potential, ... really anything you want will be okay. ... See you in the morning, bye." Veronica set the phone on the coffee table and addressed the questioning look on my face. "She was asking if she needed to dress up, or dress down. Long skirt or short skirt, hose, tight top or blouse, you heard me tell her to dress for herself, so we'll see in the morning. Mary Claire did you catch that, get a headcount for a brunch in the morning and add Jeanine," smiled Veronica. "You said you'd call Claudia about tomorrow. Have you?" asked Carol looking at Veronica. "No, thanks for the reminder. I'm still a bit distracted by our session with Joy and Keith. Ashley flip my purse over here, or get the Davenport's card out of it, please." Ashley dug around in her Mother's bag and handed the card to Mary Claire who passed it to Veronica via me. "I'm glad she didn't 'toss' your bag, that could hurt someone if it weren't caught," I smirked. "Men. You carry everything you need except for your cock in your back pocket," remarked Veronica reaching for my cell. "That's a great visual," remarked Mary Claire. Veronica shook her head as she dialed. "Hi. This is Veronica Appleton, ... Bryce. Who's this? ... Oh hi Melissa is your Mom there? ... Sure ... Hi Claudia ... Still on for tomorrow at four? ... We're looking forward to it too ... all four of you right?... Sure, Macy's, Neiman-Marcus, Saks all have nice selections ... VS too, but not as many stockings as Saks which is where I buy most of ours ... VS and Saks also have large selections of g-strings ... Oh, something inappropriately short, fitted or stretchy top, hose and heels, of course ... whatever you're comfortable with ... I think everyone from last night except Cheryl and Beth ... yeah Max'll be here ... probably cocktails, a tenderloin and then ... yes I like the idea of pussy for dessert too ... Yeah, maybe as an appetizer as well ... I think it'll be a fun evening too ... They do, both of them? ... tell me about them. ... Really, you both have ... Okay ... I'll ask him, but I'm sure he would. ... We'll see what we can do, no promises but we'll try. ... Bye Claudia." "Ray, her husband and Doug her son both have fantasies about women that they'd like to see played out tomorrow. Both rather simple and I'm sure Carol and I can manage. Ray fantasizes about a redhead dressed in a short tight green dress, green bra and panties, tan seamed stockings held up by a green garter belt wearing four inch heeled green sandals," Veronica explained. "Sounds like me," smiled Carol, "how nice. Lauren you've got that new green dress, I've got a green half bra and g-string. Katrina can I borrow your green heels and green garter belt. I know we've got seamed tan stockings. What else does he want, just for me to be dressed like that?" "No, he wants you to model for him, let him slowly strip you, fuck you and then watch you get dressed," answered Veronica. "Scott, are you alright with this?" "Of course, knock 'em dead," I smiled. "What about their son, Doug ... is it? Is he similarly inclined?" I asked. "He wants a blond MILF, a blond version of his mother it sounds like. I guess I'll fulfill his fantasy, you know what I think about young cock. He'd like a sheer top, long flaired skirt, black stockings, heels and he'd like to fuck with her skirt on and her top off," smiled Veronica at the thought of a new young cock in her pussy. "Come to think of it, all of you wear semi-sheer tops, over half bras or not, very short skirts, hose and heels. Maybe Ray or Doug would like to try another young pussy, Mary Claire, ... Cindy perhaps. "You've got that floral print red pleated maxi skirt. Wear your red calfskin boots with the three inch stiletto heels, you'll knock him dead," grinned Ashley. "I wonder if I'll get to blow him." "You heard me say really! at the end of the conversation. She told me that this is a fantasy that they've played at home only without the garter stockings. They have blond and red wigs and Claudia and Melissa have played both roles. They all fuck each other I assumed, ... correctly it turns out. Claudia would like for you to wear a tuxedo." "I can do that," I replied. "I'll wear my older one, won't need to worry about come on it." "Mary Claire, looks like you're going to be busy tomorrow. Get headcounts for brunch and dinner, check the wine supply. Plan to spend the night in our bed after the Davenports leave," Veronica said broadly smiling. Veronica's phone rang and Katrina retrieved it from the cell pouch inside her purse and answered it. "Yes, this is the Appleton residence, this is Katrina, ... sure, here she is." "Hello, yes I am ... yes we are. Couldn't be more pleased with Alyssa's ideas and recommendations. ... We're getting married next Friday and I guess I may have signed a few of the contracts in my soon to be married name and some in my current name. ... I understand your concern. ... Sure, Monday morning, we should be here all morning. Probably would be best to call first. ... Thanks Erica, see you then. ... Bye" "Hmmm, Alyssa's firm Brilliant Ideas Design is rightly concerned. They've got two names at the same job address and would like me to sign all with the same name. As Erica Peterson and her partner Nancy Forbes were reviewing our contracts, they became concerned. I don't blame then, it's about a quarter of a mil. Anyway, I jumped the gun on using Appleton. One or the other of them will come by Monday to get the proper signatures on the agreement," smiled Veronica. "Okay you two, I need to talk to you about tonight. Can we do it now?" asked Lauren. She joined us by sitting on the coffee table in front of us with one her red wallets. "Can I take my skirt off?" she asked. "You never need to ask. You know the dress code you sexy woman," responded Mary Claire from her spot in my desk chair. She was sketching head shots from the large plasma. Dropping her skirt on the table next to her Lauren sat down and began, "I took some initiative for tonight, I hope you don't mind? Here's $1,400 in cash, mostly ones, fives and twenties, and several hundreds. Rose says she'll dance for you at the club tonight but she has to pay another driver to meet her there and stay with the limo while she's inside. So you'll need to give her a hundred for the other driver. She plans on being on stage before or after another dancer she used to work with, Betty Jo for at least two numbers. You'll probably see six or eight dancers before she's on stage, the ones and fives are for tips for the dancers. By the way her professional name is 'Autumn'. After she dances the first time she and Betty Jo will come from behind the stage and they'll approach you and ask if you'd like a private lap dance. If Hazel isn't too upset, agree. They'll take you to a VIP room and you'll give the gatekeeper four hundred. Normally the club collects the dance fee, keeps their cut and gives the dancer theirs later. Any extra tip they get, they keep. At this club, the first private lap dance is forty-five dollars for a two song set. Each additional lap dance set is twenty, usually three to five minutes per song, or about seven to eight minutes per set. Tonight we've arranged a deal that gives you their large room for $400 for an hour. As this is a two girl performance, each girl will receive $125 from the club. I figure you'll get them both for at least four numbers, so each of you'll get Rose, er ... Autumn and Betty Jo for a dance. So when you're done give each an extra tip, say about a $100 to a $125. There'll be no penetration but you'll probably be able to play with their hips, asses and tits. They'll tell you if they'll let you. It's not good etiquette to ask. I suggest both you and Emerson put on condoms in the limo before you go in the club, there are some in here as well, so if you come you won't soil your trousers. Adjust that magnificent tool of yours, to point up, you'll maximize the lap dance that way. Since the dancers are totally nude, you may be wise to pull your pants down or skirts up to keep from getting pussy juice on your clothes, but do not take them off because it could put the club's license at risk. As long as your trousers are around your ankles or your skirts are around your waists you're considered 'dressed'. When your time in the room is up or you've each had your dances, you can go back onto the main floor, and buy a couple of high priced watered-down drinks from the topless waitresses. A round will cost you about forty bucks plus a tip of ten and wait for Autumn and Betty Jo to dance again. Feel free to hang by the tip rail and use the smaller bills to tip the dancers. I'll warn you that any five dollar tip will likely have the girl return later asking if you want a lap dance, either public or private. A ten dollar tip ensures she will visit you with an offer. You should also tip Autumn and Betty Jo while they're dancing. After they finish, Autumn'll get dressed and will meet you back at the limo. It will be at least ten or fifteen minutes before she'll be back to the limo. She'll go out a side exit from behind the stage, so plan on watching another dancer or two before you leave. Tonight there'll be using multiple stages for dancers performances. Autumn will be asking for the stage in the far right corner from the entrance. The management is not likely going to assign them to the main stage, if they do they'll hear it from their primary dancers for days. "When you guys get back home tip Rose whatever you feel is appropriate for her services for the whole evening, a couple of hundred I guess would be appropriate for this unique combination. She has an idea of what's planned so you four may do whatever you wish in the back seat. She'll let you know when you're getting close to home so you can get a bit decent or ask her to drive a bit longer, or do whatever you're doing in the driveway. The limo you'll be in tonight has two facing seats and there's enough room on each to almost stretch out, at least Dad and I could. It'll come equipped with a chilled bottle of high end Champagne for the outbound trip and another for the return trip. They'll be towels and pre-moistened cloths in a cabinet on the driver's side of the limo. Questions?" "Good God Lauren you're quite a planner, we'll have to remember that. Nice job, you never cease to amaze me," I praised her and ran my hand up her leg stopping with the tips of my fingers against her pussy. "I put a crib sheet in here as well," smiled Lauren as she leaned forward and I met her lips with an open mouthed kiss. As we kissed I pulled her toward me on onto my lap. As she straddled me Veronica put her hand under the front of her g-string and remarked, "Dear, boy is she wet and deserving." "Hell yes I'm wet, I wish now I was going with you guys tonight. Maybe some time you can take your senior staff, ... er those over twenty-one to Showtime." "Now there's an excellent suggestion, Veronica and I'll keep that in mind," I smiled lightly caressing her bare ass. "By the way you sexy creature where do these red wallets keep coming from?" I asked. "If you suck my nipples for a few minutes I'll tell you," she demurely said from under her eyebrows. I unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it down her arms and off. Then she unfastened her bra and let it slide down her arms. "Ooh, yes that feels so nice," she moaned as I latched on to her left breast while Veronica leaned over for the right. "Ooohhh, mmmm that's wonderful. I had some at home from previous jobs and I now buy them by the boxful at Office Max. Oh, you two do that well, now your hands," she said as she put her finger under my chin and tilted my face up to kiss me. "Are you coming back tonight, or sometime tomorrow?" asked Veronica as she sat up. "I think not tonight, I'll be back in time for brunch and can I stay for the Davenport visit?" asked Lauren. "Of course you can, remember you're 'family' now. You heard me tell Claudia that we'd all be here except for Cheryl and Beth. They have some kind of program they need to attend tomorrow and they'll be tied up all day." "Carol, who's your date tonight, I don't think you ever said," I asked as she quietly watched along with the others. "Katrina and Judy, Max's lesbian ex." She looked at Katrina before continuing, "I'm going to take them to a lesbian bar/coffee house in mid-town and see how comfortable they are with it. If they are, we'll stay until the debauchery starts here around midnight." Carol grinned, "Judy's coming here to leave with us and may spend the night as well." "I'm going with Max and Beth, probably for dinner and a show, then back here," Ashley informed us with a broad grin. "I'm going with Cheryl. She says she wants to get to 'know' me better. I think dinner, then a concert, then back here," giggled Cindy. "Gloria's picking me up for dinner then to the party. I guess Keith was pretty disappointing, huh?" asked Mary Claire. "Yeah, he was," remarked Veronica. "They'll be more cocks there than just his. Remember no means no, if you don't want to waste time with him, don't." About 4:00 Lauren left, putting her blouse and skirt back on but left the bra off. I like watching her boobs jiggle when she's braless. She said she expected her mother's friend and her son to be there as well. Two cocks and three pussies are good odds was her characterization of tonight's debauchery. The rest of the women of the house drifted to their respective closets which I'm sure included Veronica's and Carol's as well as their own. Mary Claire came down dressed in a simple short black skirt, slightly flaired, hose, three inch heeled sandals and a stretchy scooped neck top over a half bra. She was carrying her large purse and showed me the short sheer baby doll that she planned to change into later in the evening. "You seem rather uneasy, sweetheart. Are you?" "Yeah, kinda. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Carol speaks highly of the experience, but I wonder if I'm really attuned to the whole concept. I like the sharing that you and Mom do, but a group of strangers who want to stick their dicks in me, I'm not as sure about," said Mary Claire with a frown. "Well, has Gloria agreed to leave with you if you're not comfortable? Do you want to take your own car in case she's hesitant?" I asked pulling her into my arms. "You're young and dearly loved by everyone in this household. Don't rush into doing anything you're not comfortable with. You could ask one of your sisters if you don't want to go to that party and go with them. I'm sure you wouldn't be turned down. If we weren't going to an age-restricted club I'd take you with us." "Would you really? I know what you've got planned," smiled Mary Claire. "I'd love to go with you when I'm old enough." "We'd take you in a heartbeat sweetheart. You're part of my family, you're one of my daughters, and a lover as well," I said lightly kissing her mouth "I need to call her before she comes all they way out here. Thanks Dad. And I do love you, so, so much." Mary Claire dug around in her Coach purse found her cell and speed dialed Gloria's number. "Hi ... Okay. I'm having some second thoughts about tonight. ... Yeah, since I've never done it before. ... Really? You'd do that? ... You make me feel better ... sure, same time. Gloria, you're the best. See you in half an hour." "Gloria's picking me up for dinner and then a show if I want. She understood my trepidation and said that she didn't want me to rush into anything I might be uncomfortable with. Can we rent a DVD and just come back here after we eat?" asked a smiling Mary Claire. "Of course you can," I said as I slipped my arm around her waist and pulled her to me. "Very nice of Gloria to accommodate your concern," I said lowering my hand to her ass and gently squeezing a cheek. "The more I get to know her, the more I like her," she nodded. Mary Claire headed off to the den and I went upstairs. As I entered the bedroom I saw my wives nude in the closet again. Second evening in a row. God, life was good. "Hi," I said to them as I started to get undressed to take a shower. "Mary Claire has had a slight change in plans. Gloria's still picking her up shortly. They're going out to dinner then maybe back here to watch a movie. She was uncomfortable about going to the party tonight. It may be something as simple as fear of the unknown or it may be something more significant, but whatever it is she shouldn't go if she isn't certain. I asked her to call Gloria and Gloria was thoughtful enough not to push and made the counter-offer. A lot of maturity for a young woman. Both of them, really." "Well, it has to be what you want to do and I'm glad that she talked to you about her concern. Worked out okay," smiled Carol holding up a pair of leather pants. "I should have made it clear to Mary Claire that she could just go and watch, be a voyeur for the night. No one would put pressure on her to do anything." "Go mention that to her now," I suggested. Carol shook her head, "If I did that now it might be interpreted as me putting pressure on her to go." "I see your point. Veronica, have you showered?" I asked. "Yes, but I don't think Katrina has," replied Veronica. "Has what?" asked Katrina as she came into the bedroom in a g-string. "Showered," I said. "No, want company?" "Yes, let's," I said taking her hand and walking into our bath. With the new large tanks the hot water supply was so superb we dawdled for way too long. Or just long enough for me to bring her to a screaming orgasm with my fingers in her pussy and ass. I didn't let her reciprocate because of our plans for later. Nonetheless, we both enjoyed it and the water didn't cool. I walked out of the bathroom with a broadly smiling daughter and got knowing looks from both Carol and Veronica, who were both now wearing g-strings, garter belts and stockings. Katrina went to her bedroom with her hair wrapped in a towel and as I finished toweling I heard her hair dryer start. Veronica handed me a piece of soft black lace that turned out to be my underwear for tonight. Any Chance We Could Ch. 48 Carol sat on the bed and pulled on black stockings and then put on her black leather pants before stepping into a pair of black calfskin pumps. I couldn't help but notice that in the bright light in the bedroom it was obvious from the garter clasp bumps what she was wearing under the pants. "Which one handsome?" asked Veronica as she held two dresses in front of her. One was red with sort of a halter top and a bare back that indicated no bra would be worn, and the other was a creamy coffee colored satin dress with a deeply scooped neckline, cap sleeved top and a longer full skirt. The top had four buttons from the waistband up to the bottom of the scooped neck and the skirt had eight or ten from the waistband to the hem. A matching leather belt was hanging from the hanger. "Do those buttons work or are they just decoration?" I asked. "They work, that's how I get in and out of it. Unbutton the top and one or two at the top of the skirt then step in. I think this'll work well tonight, I can unbutton the skirt to show my legs which you love to look at or unbutton the top to let Emerson or even Hazel caress my tits. For the lap dance I can just unbutton the skirt and Rose can ride me against my g-string. So?" "The coffee colored one. Hose?" "I've some dark taupe. I thought about seams but they'd probably get all twisted, so seamless. I'll also wear a front hook bra for easy access," smile Veronica. "Careful, you're coming out of that lace bikini," she remarked before leaning down and kissing my head that was poking out of the top. Katrina was wearing a gold leather mini-skirt, a soft form fitting cashmere sweater, barely black hose with some gold highlights and gold four inch heeled pumps. Ashley was similarly dressed in a plaid wool skirt about four inches above her knees, a rather bulky sweater, garter hose (she showed me) and high heeled sandals. Cindy had on a stretchy red dress that hugged her slender body like a second skin, nylon clad legs (must have been pantyhose) and red high heeled pumps. I replayed quickly in my mind the checklist of dates for tonight: me, Veronica, Emerson, Hazel to dinner and the strip club. Carol, Katrina, Judy going off to a lesbian club Carol had visited a few times. Ashley, Max, Beth going out for dinner. Cheryl and Cindy are off on a date somewhere. Lauren has left for her dad's, and Mary Claire with Gloria to dinner and then either to show or back here for a movie. I think that's about it. Hazel and Emerson were walking in the door just as Judy pulled in the driveway. Hazel dressed in a slightly flared dark green skirt that stopped four inches above her knees, a lighter green silk top that was frilly with the top two buttons unfastened. She must have been wearing a push-up bra because her cleavage was very inviting. Her auburn hair now lightly streaked with blond highlights was down on her shoulders. After shaking Emerson's hand I welcomed her with a full mouth kiss as she pressed into my embrace. "I hope your answer isn't no," she whispered in my ear. "I'm looking forward to tonight," I whispered in reply. Emerson similarly greeted Veronica. We stood aside as Max, Beth and Cheryl arrived right behind Judy. Max was casually dressed in brown pants and a tan polo. Judy was wearing an impossibly tight sweater that covered her ass. The rest of her outfit was sheer lace bottomed leggings and four inch high heeled sandals. I introduced Judy to Emerson and Hazel. Nodding towards the arriving limo Cheryl said, "Your carriage awaits." While the rest of my family sorted themselves out for transportation I noted to all, "Remember, this is my date night. Carol, Katrina, Ashley and Cindy use your debit cards and save your receipts for Lauren. Feel free to spend the night at your date's home. Just please call and let me know that you won't be home tonight. If you wish to come back here to finish off the evening please feel free to do so. Sleeping arrangements are yours to decide upon, either here or at your homes. You are all welcome to stay here. Oh, hi Gloria." Gloria had a strong resemblance to her mother and her older sister. She was dressed in a simple black dress that emphasized her cleavage and nice rounded ass. She was wearing hose and high heeled sandals. Mary Claire came out of the den when she heard Gloria's name and enthusiastically hugged and kissed her. She then introduced her to everyone. "Everyone don't feel the need to rush off. Leave when you're ready, last one out lock the door," I said as I took Hazel's hand and gestured Emerson and Veronica out the door. Just as I was about to close the door I reminded Mary Claire what I told the others about using the debit card. As Hazel and I walked hand in hand, ahead of us Emerson had his hand in the small of Veronica's back as he guided her toward the limo. Rose, soon to be Autumn opened the back door and as I was the last one in she touched my arm and asked, "On for tonight?" "Pretty sure, yes. I'll have the definite answer after dinner. We're having dinner at the St Louis Club in Clayton. I'm really looking forward to our visit to the East Side." "Me too," smiled Rose. "You're all nice looking people and I'd really like to entertain you. Do you mind if I assume you'll go. I need to call the other driver when we get to Clayton, he lives in Glencoe so it's a bit of a drive." "Sure. If we don't go I'll cover the hundred you're paying him," I grinned. "I'll leave this wallet in your care while we're at dinner." She has a delightful figure that will be a delight to see nude I'm sure, I thought as I climbed in. Veronica and Emerson were side by side on one of the facing seats so I sat next to Hazel. "Well what are plans for after dinner?" she asked with a broad smile while taking my hand. "Well," said Veronica, "I think you'll both enjoy them. Elaborate a bit handsome." "I've arranged for us to go across the river to a strip club in Washington Park. Now before you complain Hazel, hear me out," I said. "Wait," said Hazel still smiling. "I remember several years ago when you and Emerson went to one in Cincinnati and how I ragged on my poor husband for days about it. Two days ago as I was going to visit Evie I dropped off that report Emerson had for you. Only Lauren was there and when she motioned for me to come in I overheard her making the arrangements. I think it's wonderful that we're going together tonight. Evie said I ought to try it. I'm very curious what it's going to be like, so go ahead." "Wow, Hazel you're really up for this?" asked Emerson. "Absolutely." "Veronica and I've planned some special entertainment for the two of you at the Hollywood ShowClub. Well actually as Hazel just mentioned Lauren had a hand it as well. Our driver used to dance there. She's been retired, so to speak, for the last couple of years but she's agreed to perform tonight both publically and privately for us." "And then?" Hazel asked continuing to smile. "We're going back to our house," answered Veronica. "For?" asked Hazel as she snuggled against me I noticed that Emerson had his hand on Veronica's leg above her knee just under her skirt hem. "Anything sexy that you'd like to try," I said. "Are we spending the night?" she asked. "If you wish," Veronica replied. "See Emerson, it's a good thing I brought that small bag along," grinned Hazel. "You look outstanding, or did I already tell you that?" I asked her. "Say it as often as you like, as long as you mean it you sexy man," replied Hazel lightly kissing my cheek. "New lipstick, it's not supposed to wear off. I'm taking it for a road test tonight." Veronica smiled at us as she put her hand on top of Emerson's and coaxed it further up her leg. "I'd let you go all they way up, but I don't want to wrinkle my dress just yet." I pulled the crib sheet from the red wallet and explained the salient points to Emerson and Hazel. As I talked Hazel seemed to hug my arm even more tightly and move even closer to me. Her breast against my arm had my full sensory attention. "Why the condom?" asked Hazel. "So we don't fill our pants with come during the lap dance," I explained. "You won't do that will you Emerson?" asked Hazel. "Don't know, just being prepared though," he smiled. "I guess that'll be okay if you do, we'll get it up again later," she smiled. The more Hazel talked on the way to dinner the more I felt that we were going to become lovers tonight. I sensed that she'd already decided that tonight would be the night. As we exited the car at the St Louis Club building entrance I pulled Rose aside and softly said, "Unless you hear otherwise we're on for later." We sat at a spacious four-topper, Hazel and I across from each other and next to our spouses. Conversation was energetic and positive about the last week in our lives and Hazel went on and on about the changes she was going to make to the house next door. Their contract had been accepted and they were closing Monday. Keith was to begin some demolition work there on Tuesday. Amy Anne Warren was listing their house and already had a few prospects go through it. Dieter, the club manager had set us up with his best waiter and as he was pouring our coffee he asked if this should go on the Midwest Capital account. "No, we sold that company. Here's my Amex card." As we were waiting for the receipt, Dieter came over and asked if he should leave the account open. I gave him the new president's name and number and said, "Call them. I suspect they'll want to keep the account and be responsible for the Midwest Capital membership. Send me a couple of applications and Emerson and I'll apply in our own names." "Or can we elect to open some type of corporate membership that anyone in our families could use?" Emerson asked. "On the surface it can seem more pricy but not when you take into account that the base allows five members to be listed and two guest pass cards. If you're forming a joint investment account for some of your family assets that would be considered to be a corporate account. We have a few families who are members that span several generations who have such investment firms," he noted. We thanked him for the idea and I said that Lauren would be in contact with him in the coming days. I called Rose and told her we'd be down shortly. She was standing by the open door broadly smiling as we walked toward the car. Before I got in I told her, "'Showtime.' Let's be on our way." Traffic and bridge traffic was light with some minor construction related delays through East St. Louis and in about 20 minutes after driving north on a two lane road for a mile or so we pulled into the lighted parking lot at Hollywood ShowClub. Rose parked next to the extra driver's car and as Rose let us out he stood at the driver's door of the limo. I asked Rose if she was going to pay him or if I should. "You can when we come out," she said. As we started to walk toward the building, Rose took a small yellow zippered canvas bag from the front seat and joined us. "When we're done I'll come out a side door by the DJ booth and meet you back at the limo. It'll be about fifteen minutes after I've performed the second time." she explained. "Wait, did you put on your rubbers?" "Hell it isn't raining," I replied with a grin. "No." "Do you want to? It'll make your evening more pleasant than maybe filling up your trousers," she grinned. "Emerson, get back in. If either of you wants to help, join us," I said reaching into my pants pocket for the condoms. The cash from the wallet was in an inside pocket of my jacket. Just the two of us got in and I gave Emerson one and I tore the foil on mine. We sat, pushed our pants down and unrolled the sheaths and put them on. "Pack it pointing up was Lauren's suggestion for the entertainment later," I smiled at Emerson who seemed a little self-conscious. "Doesn't it bother you exposing yourself to me?" he asked. "Once you've shared your wife with another man in the same bed ... no, it doesn't bother me anymore." We stepped out to three beautiful smiling women and began to walk to the front door. As we got to the door it was opened by an impressively large black man, he said "Welcome to Hollywood ShowClub. Nice to see you again Autumn. It's been awhile. Cover is $7 each with a two drink minimum, so $30 a piece. Autumn you don't need to pay the cover." Looking at us he continued "You cannot touch the dancers while they're on stage." "Thanks. It's been a couple of years Latrell, but this visit is a short encore for these good friends of mine. Scott, Veronica, Emerson and Hazel," smiled Rose. "Then forget the cover and minimum," smiled Latrell gesturing us into the club. "I noticed the sign said all nude," said Hazel with a slight frown. "Does that mean you'll be totally nude Rose, er Autumn?" "Yeah, just like everyone else on stage. You'll love it. Gotta go, don't know exactly how soon I'll dance but probably right after Betty Jo, listen for her name. She's usually got long blonde hair but I don't know what she's wearing tonight, see ya," said Autumn waving over her shoulder and walking down the side of the center stage towards a door by the DJ booth. We'd entered at a short break as they were changing dancers. The one who'd just finished was gathering her clothes and the money scattered over the stage and obviously was enjoying bending over with her ass and pussy pointed to the appreciative audience. Dancers on the two other stages on each side were doing the same. I did a quick scan over the club and noticed that the audience was probably 20 percent, maybe a little more than that, female. The age range seemed to be young 20s to a few obviously well past 60. I noticed five female patrons sitting together near the stage on the far left, two of whom were holding hands on the tabletop. Another who I suspected was college student was involved in a conversation with a thirty-something woman with his arm around her shoulders. The nude dancers on the three stages finally finished gathering their tips and as the four of us took a table the next dancers were being introduced. We sat at a table that was two rows from the center stage and ten feet from the one we expected Autumn to be on. We were immediately approached by a young topless waitress who took our drink orders and came within a hairsbreadth of swiping her nipple across Hazel's cheek. I wondered what Hazel's reaction might be but she turned to Veronica and said, "Next time that happens I may be tempted to lick her nipple, but I know if I do I could get kicked out so I'll resist the temptation." When Emerson's eyes widened in shock, she said, "I told you tonight was the coming out of the new me. You said your fantasy was to have a hot wife, so tonight is the start in that direction." Well that kind of broke the ice and Veronica gave me a knowing look and elbowed Emerson who was still too stunned to look at the stage until he followed Veronica's head motion. The new dancer looked to be about Katrina's age, build and similar facial features. Veronica and I both noticed the similarity. As the second song started she leaned toward me and said softly, "Katrina." I nodded and took her hand and we walked up to the tip rail sat at two vacant seats and placed tented fives in front of us. When the dancer moved towards our end she noticed the two Lincolns. With only a bikini bottom and a garter belt left she danced over in front of us, squatted, spread her legs and squeezed her tits smiling at us. She spread her legs and slowly ran her hand along her left inner thigh and then pulled her bottom to the side to give us a good look at her hairless pussy. We each placed another five on the stage in front of her. She stood and gyrated her hips seductively as she slowly pushed her bottoms down. After tossing the bikini aside she again crouched about a foot from Veronica's face and spread her legs wide, Then again she moved her left hand over her inner thigh but this time two fingers slowly moved along her pussy lips and crevice. She smiled at my love who was grinning appreciatively. Using that same hand the dancer tugged at the garter inviting us to slide the fives under it. Veronica's hand moved toward the dancer's pussy but then stopped remembering that touching was not permitted. When her tip was received our hot dancer mouthed "thank you," and moved across the stage to entertain the patrons on that side. Rather than returning to our table we remained seated. I noticed Veronica was a little flushed. A few moments later as the song was in its last bars the dancer was in front of us again, she laid down, then knelt, showing us her tight ass, then spreading her legs to reveal her sex and began gyrating her ass. She pushed her ass back as she raised the garter inviting us again to tip her, which we did again but this time with twenties just as the song ended. She turned around, squatted and said, "I'll come to your table." Then as we headed back to our table she proceeded to gather up more tips and her clothing. When we got back to the table Hazel said, "That could have been Katrina." "Yes, she certainly resembled her," said Veronica. "I wonder if Autumn gives private lessons. I'll bet all the women in our house would want to take them." "Ohh, me too," gasped Hazel. All of us turned to look at her and she asked, "What?" I knew that once Hazel made up her mind regarding any project she embraced it fully, but I was still surprised by the eagerness in her voice. The next dancer was closer to Autumn's age but there'd been a lot of rough years in there somewhere. She was a good dancer, but not as arousing as our 'daughter'. The next dancer looked to be about twenty, if that old, was somewhat nervous and had a hard time looking at the patrons along the tip rail. I had the impression that she was new to stripping. I'd given Hazel a handful of ones and fives and she and Emerson were at the rail tipping the young dancer when 'Katrina' came to our table wearing high heeled red boots and a red lace pair of boy pants. "I'm Vanilla Éclair, can I join you and will you buy me a drink?" she asked sitting in Hazel's vacant chair. "Are you old enough?" I asked with a chuckle. "Twenty-two last week," and looking at Veronica she asked "Are you?" "Oh you sweet thing, thanks," grinned Veronica. A topless waitress appeared and both of us ordered white wine from a vintage box I'll bet and she asked for a G & T. I'm sure the 'G' was held. Lauren had told us the dancers rarely drank until much later and some not at all and that they got a spiff payment from the club for each over-priced drink that they persuaded a patron to buy them. The drinks were promptly delivered and the cheerful waitress said, "That'll be thirty-five." I put two twenties on her tray and smiled, "thanks." "I'm Candi. I'll keep an eye on this table, just catch my eye and I'll be right over." I don't know how they could dilute a generic white wine, but they had. At least it didn't taste awful, just weak. "Would you like a lap dance?" she asked Veronica with a smoldering look. "Yes, but we'll get one later. You remind us of our daughter," I said. "Ohh, kinky, then an incestuous lap dance, huh. I'll be back," she said as she drifted over to another table occupied by two men and a woman carrying her 'drink' with her. It wasn't long before one of the guys was going with her into the private dance area. Hazel and Emerson stayed at the tip bar for the next two dancers and I got Candi's eye and directed her over to them. She took their order and came back to me asking, "You buyin'? It's twenty-five." I gave her two twenties and she wiggled her ass away from us to the bar. We stood and joined Emerson and a slightly flushed Hazel during the second dancer's routine. Any Chance We Could Ch. 48 "Enjoying?" I asked Hazel as I sat down in the vacant chair beside her. "God yes, I should have done this sooner," she grinned and kissed me. We stayed at the tip rail for the next four dancers, one was a tiny oriental. She spotted us early in her routine and provocatively danced in front of us several times. Hazel seemed to be taken by her and tipped her more generously than the rest of us. On her last visit she squatted in front of us revealing her damp pussy. When she spread her legs, her vagina was clearly visible. That maneuver earned her a twenty from all four of us. Hazel's hand was shaking so much that she had a difficult time getting it under her garter. The next dancer to come to our stage was introduced as 'Betti Jo, one of your favorites'. She appeared to be in her mid- twenties, full breasted, full hips, rounded ass. Tonight she was a redhead. She was an entertaining dancer, made full use of the pole and when she spotted the tented fives came to perform in front of us. She'd, like all the dancers before her, started out rather modestly, but that quickly changed and by the last minute and half of their seven or eight minute two song routine were completely nude except for their high heels When Betti Jo had cleared the stage with a wad of bills and her clothes the DJ announced 'Autumn, back for tonight only'. She started demurely in a long black gown that was slit up both sides and used the pole in such a way that her legs were shown to their greatest advantage. She was in extraordinary physical condition, doing full back bends then straightening up. When she dropped the gown she kicked it in our direction and looked directly at me. The bra came off next, although while it was on it barely contained her luscious tits, probably a full C or a small D. They reminded me of Mary Claire's. The bra was thrown at Veronica, and finally the g-string at Hazel. Near the end of her routine she squatted in front of Emerson, spread her knees and winked at him. She stood and moved in front of several other men at the tip rail. As her performance ended, she strutted to us and as she bent to retrieve her clothes, Veronica handed our special dancer her bra with a hundred dollar bill on top. She mouthed 'ten minutes' to us as she turned and exited the back of the stage. We all went back to our table and watched the next dancer on that stage and the one off to our left. As 'Katrina' was starting to walk toward us, she saw that Autumn and Betti Jo had us in their sights so she slowed her approach. As Autumn reached our table she plunked herself down on my lap and Betti Jo on Emerson's. "Lap dance, private room?" she smiled. Both had changed costumes, Betti Jo into a mini dress with fishnet thigh highs and a halter top. Autumn was in dark stockings, seamed I noticed as we followed them to the back corner next to the stage, an extraordinarily short skirt and a sheer blouse fastened with only one button below her cleavage. I gave the large bald headed man four hundred dollars as Autumn said, "The large private room Alex. Thanks." "Room A," he responded in a voice as deep as he was large. He handed her what I assumed was an entry card that he'd made a notation on. Holding Veronica's hand she led us down the dimly lit hall, opened the door and ushered us it. Before closing the door she slipped the card into a holder on the front of the door and I saw that he'd written the time and a large A on the card. As she closed the door she said, "This is a private room, no audio or video recording. You've paid for one hour. If we want more time give me the money and I'll buy the additional time. Latrell told you no touching when we came in. That applies out there and for most private dances but it doesn't apply here with Betti Jo and myself. If you want to play with our legs, asses, tits, even kiss you may do so, but no penetration of any kind. That's a state law and it goes for fingers as well as cocks and applies to our vaginas as well as our assholes. I'll turn on the music from the stage when you're ready and each lap dance will last for two tunes, or about six to eight minutes total. You've already paid our dance fee to Alex, but extra tipping is more than appreciated. "Enough business, now how about some pleasure. Veronica I'd like to start with you and Betti Jo said she'd like to take Emerson for a spin. We're both wet so why don't you and Hazel pull those gorgeous skirts up, then sit here in front of us. We'll undress as well but only if you ask." "Emerson if you'd like you can lower your pants to your ankles, take off your jacket if you want. Remember no penetration." The women were marvelous strippers as they undressed again for us. Betty Jo enjoyed Veronica's caressing of her tits and ass and Veronica enjoyed the pleasure given by both women. Autumn managed to hit the just the right spot and gave Veronica an orgasm. Emerson seemed to be enjoying himself with Betti Jo and her luscious boobs. Autumn gave Emerson one hell of a ride, even caused her to lose her breath momentarily. Emerson didn't come, but remarked that he was close. Hazel and I were next and as Emerson and Veronica watched, Autumn wriggled her ass and then her tits in my face, daring me it seemed to go to a forbidden level with her. As it was I immensely enjoyed her firm tits and her toned ass. She did lift a nipple to my mouth more than once and I sucked it. She also deeply kissed me as well as Hazel. Hazel got her boobs caressed by Betti Jo through her top, but Autumn undid two more buttons and reached in and caressed Hazel's bare breasts for a few minutes. I noticed that Autumn offered her nipples to Hazel as well. When the dances ended and before she put her clothes back on Autumn had both Emerson and Veronica suck her nipples while they were caressing her ass cheeks. At the end of the last tune Betti Jo said she had to get back for her next dance. I gave her $140 and she left. As we were dressing Veronica asked Autumn, "Do you give private lessons?" "For?" asked Autumn as she was stepping back into her skirt. "Our family, the one's you've been driving around," replied Veronica. "Ohh, mine too. Including our daughter and her partner if they'd be interested," grinned Hazel. "Sure. At your home I assume. I don't really know what to charge per lesson or whether each lesson would take an hour or an hour and half. Tell you what, I'll leave it up to you and Lauren to make a proposal about the private lessons. I know Lauren'll be fair to me. In that setting I may allow penetration, but I want to think about it because I don't necessarily want to prostitute myself. I think if the group was to involve four or more ladies that I'd need to have an assistant so that'd almost double your cost," smiled Autumn. "Katrina look-alike," said Veronica and I simultaneously "What would your husband say if you do end up having sex with one or more of us?" asked Veronica. "He's a truck driver. I know he's not celibate on the road on long hauls and I've allowed him that freedom. There's a quid pro quo understanding between us which though I've not done it, does allow me to indulge myself if I want too. I've don't like the idea of going to a club and picking up a stranger or doing something with a family friend. You two gentlemen may well make me want to indulge," smiled Autumn. "I've got to touch up my makeup and get ready for my second and last dance. We can talk more in the car, okay?" "Sure," I said handing her $150. "Oh, you're too generous, thanks," she said kissing me lightly and turned to go. We followed her out and found empty seats at the tip rail and had Candi deliver us another round of drinks. Within a minute of receiving our drinks Betti Jo, now a brunette started to entertain us. When she saw the five's and tens in front of us she moved toward us and gave an awesome pussy and ass show for thirty seconds before moving to the next display of cash. As she was gathering her tips she squatted in front of us and gave Hazel a wink which Hazel returned without hesitation. 'Katrina' appeared standing next to Emerson, topless of course. 'Katrina' asked if we'd like another lap dance. "Next visit," replied Emerson, "we've got to leave shortly." "Before you come next time call the number on the website as check to see if Vanilla Éclair is performing. That's me," she smiled as she shook her tits in Emerson's face then turned and walked to the next table. Moments later, her youthful charm led to another man being taken in hand to the private dance area. Autumn's last dance was as exciting as her first and drew cheers from the larger audience. She stopped in front of us as she peeled her stockings down and spread her legs, smiled at us and winked. I think between the four of us we left at least a $100 on the stage. When we got to the car I gave the driver $100 as agreed and he opened the door for us to sit inside the car while we waited for Rose. Twenty minutes later when Rose got to the car he left. "Rose, you were magnificent," I said as she opened the door to make sure we didn't need anything. "I'll bet you made good money doing this on a full time basis." "I did, but it's a lot of damned work and a pile of problems too with a customer or two each month. Stripping and raising two kids can really wear one out as mom time and expectations don't mesh well with stripper sleep hours. If my husband hadn't helped with the kids and been as supportive as he was, I'd retired ten years ago. I enjoy the power I have over my audience, that's probably the major turn-on where I'm concerned. Thanks for tonight, I think with your tipping during my dances I have a bit over a grand in my purse, half of which I'll use to help my half-brother with his tuition and the remainder into our kids' college funds. Having a guy offering me a $150 tip for a standard private dance didn't hurt either. That's why I was a few minutes late." "You're kidding, $150 on top of the regular fee," gasped Hazel. Rose nodded, "He's some trust baby who remembered me from when I regularly danced here. I don't remember him but he claimed I gave him his first lap dance when he was eighteen." "I thought you had to be twenty-one to get into the club?" I said. "Used to be that you had to be twenty-one to drink alcohol but only eighteen to get in to watch the dancers, or to be a dancer. That changed several years ago, the clubs found it easier to control who was drinking if everyone was twenty-one. There are some exceptions made for some large groups, but if you walk-up, you have to be twenty-one. It's cool out here can I join you for a few minutes?" asked a broadly smiling Rose. Hazel and Emerson were sitting across from us. I guided Rose to my lap, she was leaning her side against me with one leg across Veronica's and one on the floor. Her breasts naturally fell into my hands. As I began to lightly squeeze them, Rose said, "You asked about lessons. From what I've seen of your families, a definite yes to being interested. I think that $150 per hour per lesson for me and $100 for my assistant would be fair. I hope that includes Lauren and your other staffer, ... Cheryl is it?" "Yes, and her two kids, Beth and Max," replied Veronica. "Were they the pair fucking last night?" asked Rose. "Yes, how'd you know?" "If you aren't going to put the privacy screen up my voyeur proclivities tend to come into play. Don't worry, I maintain confidences. What happens in my limo stays in my limo," smiled Rose. "You guys have such a hot time, if you ever need an extra set of tits or a pussy, don't hesitate to ask, I think you guys may be just what I need when my hubby is on the road." "Include the two of us plus our daughter Kim and her partner Gwen in your lesson plan,' beamed Hazel. "I think the fee is more than reasonable. Tell you what, if my daughter and her partner join in, I'll throw an extra $50 an hour into the pot for your kids' college fund and an extra $25 for your assistant whoever she'd be." "I just want to say again Rose, you have a fantastic body. You're a very, very attractive woman. I'm glad that we met you through Lauren and I'll have her call you within the next couple of weeks to set a date or dates for the lessons," I said dropping my hand to the inside of her pantyhose covered thigh. When she responded by moving her thighs apart a bit more my hand slid up against her damp pussy. After a half minute of allowing my hand to play with her pussy, Rose reached over took Veronica's hand and drew it beside mine. "Tear 'em," she panted "finger fuck me." As I moved my hand back to her breast, she tilted her head back to kiss me. Veronica made short work of the crotch of her hose and inserted two then three fingers. I felt her start to quiver then she said into my kiss, "God, I needed that," and pressed her tongue into my mouth. Hazel's blouse was now completely unbuttoned and Emerson was sucking her nipples as his hand and fingers were doing something under her skirt that was making her pant. "Out please. So sensitive," groaned Rose. Veronica put her withdrawn fingers into her mouth and after sucking and licking them for a few seconds, said, "Mmmm, you taste good Rose. Very good." After breaking the kiss Rose remarked, "Thanks, that's what my family says too. I guess I better get to my real job and hit the road. Thanks again for the 'treat'." As Rose got out, Veronica said, "Hazel let's swap. I'm sure Scott'd like to please you for a bit." Before getting up Veronica completely unbuttoned the top and skirt of her dress then sat next to Emerson and asked, "Any ideas?" On the thirty minute ride to their home Veronica and I mutually pleasured and were pleasured by Hazel and Emerson. No fucking, but a lot of oral pleasure as well as caressing. At the foot of our street Rose announced where we were. None of the back seat occupants made any attempt to get dressed as Rose parked and came around to open the door. Hazel, bare breasted was the first out holding her bra and blouse, followed by Veronica in a garter belt, hose and a g-string and her dress wide open but still on her shoulders. Emerson was unzipped and his erection was only partially contained by his briefs. My erection was proudly above the top of my minimal briefs and quickly cooling in the night air flowing in through my open fly. Rose took the offered $200 tip then said to me "Sit on that seat." After I'd done so and with the other three beginning to walk toward the front door Rose bent down, wrapped her hand around my cock and took the head into her mouth. After ten or fifteen seconds she pulled her head back, stood straight and said, "Thanks again. That's just a taste of next time." "I, ... we'll look forward to it, good night Rose," I grinned. I joined the three of them in the den, Hazel and Emerson were sitting on the couch and Veronica was walking across the foyer as she asked, "Wine, handsome?" After replying in the affirmative, my cell began buzzing in my pocket. I answered and it was Mary Claire, "Hi, Dad. I'm going to spend the night at Gloria's apartment. Tell Emerson I have a rain check for him in case he wanted to fuck me tonight. I'll be home around nine in the morning, I know I have to get brunch prepared," she happily said. "Having a good evening?" I asked. "Oh, yes. A good meal, a sexy DVD and right now we're enjoying a nice naked cuddle in her bed. Love you both," she said with a joyful tone. "Love you too, sweetheart," I replied as I sat down next to Hazel. When Veronica walked back into the den carrying a tray with four glasses and a bottle of her favorite Chardonnay I told her about Mary Claire as I watched her approach us in her stockings and heels with her open dress. Hazel's grip on my cock tightened a bit as I involuntarily twitched at the sight. About ten minutes later there was clattering at the front door as Carol, Judy and Katrina came in. Judy stopped short looking from Hazel to Veronica. "God, I wish my mother had bodies like both of you," she grinned. Can I kiss you Mrs. Bryce?" she asked with an expectant grin. "It's Veronica, and yes, I'd like that, but with one condition?" she replied. "Sure, what?" "Take that sweater off and your bra if you're wearing one," smiled Veronica. Judy took a step toward Veronica and began pulling her sweater up, Katrina moved behind her and help pull the back up. As the sweater reached her breasts it was apparent that she was braless. Discarding the sweater into Katrina's hands, she stepped into Veronica's waiting embrace. As they kissed with liberal tongue entanglement they moved their chests against each other and their hands kneaded the other's ass. Judy's boobs were quite firm and probably a nice C cup. As they broke the kiss, Judy asked, "More than a kiss sometime?" "Absolutely," grinned Veronica. "Most anytime. Or with any female in this house if you wish." Any Chance We Could "Since tomorrow is Friday, why don't we see if our daughters are free and take them with us? They can meet one another and Katrina can meet you," I suggested. "That sounds like a good idea, at least we'll have to exercise a modicum of control with them present," Veronica said. I called Katrina. "Would you like to join Veronica and Ashley for dinner tomorrow night?" "Who?" Oh, sure," Katrina said. "Thanks sweetie, I'll be home shortly. Love you, bye." "Veronica, would you ask Ashley if she's free and interested?" I asked. Veronica went to the back wall, pressed some numbers on the intercom and Ashley answered. "Yes, Mom, what's up?" "Are you free for dinner tomorrow night with Scott and Katrina?" "Sure, sounds like fun. Any idea where? " I leaned over Veronica's shoulder and said "How about the country club, they have music on Fridays and if you get bored with us you and Katrina can probably find some kids, er, young adults, your age." "Yes, I'd like that. Dressy?" Ashley asked. "Yes, we'll discuss it when I come upstairs, Scott is just leaving," said Veronica. "It's only ten o'clock, I thought you older guys could stay up later than that? Well, good night Scott." "Good night Ashley." I said before Veronica switched her off. "She's got a point about the early hour, but we've got nineteen dates to go," Veronica said though her kiss. As we embraced, I ran my hands down over her ass. "There they go again, both of them at once!" she said. "I do hope that they get away from you more often. Goodnight, Scott, I'm glad you took a chance in asking me out tonight, and I'm glad I accepted. Six o'clock tomorrow then. Dressy, eh?" I kissed her again and walked to my car in a state of mild euphoria. As soon as I walked in the door, Katrina was out of her bedroom to see me. "Dad, you look so happy. Meeting …Veronica did that to you?" "Yes, I think she is going to be someone special, I don't remember reacting this way or this quickly to anyone. We seem to have made a connection. We share the same sense of humor and we're both comfortable with each other. I'm glad that you'll be able to meet both her and Ashley tomorrow night." "Where are we going?" "I suggested the country club, Veronica agreed, and Ashley seemed happy with the choice." "What's the dress?" Katrina asked. "Ashley suggested dressy. You know skirt and blouse or dress, heels, …hose." "Dad, I know your weakness for women in stockings and heels, Mom used to make fun of it all the time and then never wear them both at the same time. Do you really want me to wear stockings?" "Sure, make your old Dad happy," I said. "If that's what it takes to see you two days in a row and take me out to dinner, of course I will. Can I call Ashley and ask her what she's wearing?" "Sure, here's the number." She stepped into my arms for a hug, and a kiss, and took the card. "Good night, Dad, I like your new persona, love you." "Hello, Ashley, this is Katrina Appleton, I believe your mother bowled my father over tonight." "Katrina. Hi. That's putting it mildly, if he's smiling as much as Mom is, they have really done a number on each other." said Ashley. They chatted at length about eighteen year old female topics including select softball teams they were interested in. Found a few that they both were mutually interested in and agreed to pursue try outs together when the time came. The talk then came around to the term 'dressy' as defined by their parents and Ashley. "Dad defined it as skirt and blouse or a dress, heels and after a long pause, hose. I rarely wear pantyhose, the heels are OK though. I do like what they do to my legs and butt. Dad has always had a thing for females in stockings, Mom used to pretty much ignore him about it, but since he asked me, I feel like I should wear them. What do you think?" asked Katrina. "Well, Mom wears hose and heels every workday, pretty much pantyhose, occasionally thigh highs but only with a fuller skirt, never with a straight skirt or fitted pants. I've worn both pantyhose and thigh highs so I don't mind either. I do like the way they finish my legs though. Try the lace top thigh highs sometime. They don't squeeze your thighs as much as the regular ones and they feel really sexy. Heels, I'm like you, I'm comfortable in them and they do make my legs and ass look tighter. "I don't have any thigh highs, but I think I'll stop on the way home tomorrow and get a pair," said Katrina After agreeing on what dressy meant, they exchanged cell phone numbers and said good night.