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It Started in the Rain Ch. 01

By: Scorpio44



Driving back to L.A. from Santa Barbara on a Saturday morning was usually a calm ride that took about two hours. Today was one of those days when the trip would take a lot longer. As I left Santa Barbara it started raining and if the guy on my radio was correct it would be raining until Sunday night. Somehow that always meant a mess on the highway.

As I passed the Navy base at Point Magu I saw someone standing in the small shelter by the side of the road. Usually these shelters are for people waiting for a bus but I didn't think any bus came by on Saturday. I suddenly put on the brakes and then backed up. When I was right beside the shelter I rolled down the window and yelled, "You need a lift south?"

The person nodded and ran quickly from the shelter to my car. They had on a rain hat and a raincoat so I couldn't tell anything until she sat down and pulled the hat off. 

"Thanks. I thought I would be in the shelter for the weekend." Her hair was short, brown and seemed to have some curl. Her face had the scrubbed look with no make up. Her smile made her beautiful. Her eyes made her enchanting. 

A voice in my head said, "Too young for you old boy." 

She looked like maybe she was twenty-six. I'm through pushing fifty and haven't thought too hard about sixty yet. I have two daughters older than this woman.

I pulled back out on the highway and headed south. We sat quietly for a while. I watched the road and she looked out the window. Finally, she spoke.

"Does it rain here a lot?"

"Yeah, two or three days every couple of years."

"Figures. I wanted to see sunny California."

"Are you stationed at Magu?"

"Yes sir. Arrived last night."

"Radio says this storm will last a couple of days. Where are you headed in sunny California?"

"I heard last night that Malibu is just south a few miles. I thought I'd check it out. It doesn't look like I'm going to see much."

"I don't want to seem too forward, but I know a great place on the beach where we could have lunch and maybe even see the ocean if we get lucky."

"Is it expensive?"

"No." 

She nodded and sat quietly as I drove. I pulled off the highway just south of Zuma Beach and two minutes later we were in the parking lot of a nice restaurant right on the beach. The weather let up long enough for us to get from the car inside the restaurant. It was almost empty so getting a table next to the windows wasn't a problem. She took off the raincoat when we were at the table and I was pleasantly surprised at what I saw. She was wearing a skirt that hit her mid-thigh that wasn't tight, but flared just a bit between her hips and the hem, a pull over shirt that was just tight enough that it was stretched between her breasts, and a pair of calf high boots. It appeared that she was in excellent physical condition and was in the habit of working to stay in condition. I also noticed that she appeared to have breasts just the size that would fit in my hands without any spillover. 

She hung the raincoat on a hook next to the booth and asked, "You like what you see?"

"Was I staring?" 

"Just enough. I would worry if you didn't look a little."

"Then don't worry. I liked what I saw and would love to see more."

"Here?" Her smile was more mischief than laughter.

"No. We don't want to get arrested." I really wouldn't have minded getting arrested with her as the reason but I was attempting to be a nice guy.

At that moment the waitress brought menus. She smiled at us, introduced herself and asked if we wanted to order anything to drink. 

"Can I get a beer?" She asked.

"I'll need to see ID," the waitress said. 

She showed her military ID and the waitress turned to me. 

"Diet Coke, please." 

A second later the waitress was gone.

"Is it OK that I ordered a beer?"

"Sure. I don't drink but I don't mind that others do."

"So, following up on that, what do you do?"

"I am a consultant and I teach."

"And what do you consult about and what do you teach?" The young woman looked me in the eyes as she asked.

"Wait. I don't even know your name." 

I realized that I was still thinking of her as she.

"It's Walters. Kathleen." 

I thought for a second she was going to rattle off her serial number and rank. She didn't.

"Kathleen. Or do you like to be called something else?"

"My dad calls me Kat."

She looked at the window. The rain was hitting and running down the outside of the glass making tiny vertical rivers;

"What would you like me to call you?" I asked, watching her expression.

"Anytime." 

I was surprised that when she said that her smile got even bigger. I was also surprised that this young woman was flirting with me.

"I appreciate that, but I asked what not when."

"I don't know, yet. Let's start with Kathleen and see if that changes over time."

"OK. What looks good to you on the menu?" 

We looked the menu over for a couple of minutes and when the waitress came back Kathleen ordered a shrimp salad, dressing on the side. I ordered salmon.

"You didn't tell me your name either." She said after the waitress left.

"Lee. Lee Stevens. And to answer the other questions you asked, I consult with schools about sex education and I teach relationship courses."

"Really? What kind of background would someone have who does that?"

When Kathleen asked she leaned forward just a bit and for some reason I noticed that her breasts pressed against the edge of the table. I wondered if it felt as sexy as it looked.

"There are those who say that it helps that I am a dirty old man."

"Seriously."

Kathleen's breasts were still pressed against the table. I looked at her eyes and loved that my peripheral vision was as good enough to allow me to enjoy the full view.

"The education was in psychology, the experience was in dealing with lots of abused kids, sex abuse prevention programs, sex education programs, and hundreds of dysfunctional families over the years." 

"Not too many young people doing what you do, are there?"

I wondered how long she would keep pressing her breasts against the table.

"Nope, at least not with my thirty years of background. What do you do with the Navy?"

"I am a nurse. I was a surgical nurse but now I'm working in a general med clinic on the base."

"Right." 

About then our meals arrived and we stopped talking for a minute or two. The storm pelted the window next to us with rain and the diffused light coming in through the rain made strange patterns on our food and table.

"I've been in the Navy for three years already and have been on Okinawa, Taiwan, Norfolk, and Bremerton so far. I'm to be at Point Magu for a year."

"Small world. I was stationed on Okinawa and Taiwan too. Our medical was handled by the Navy on Taiwan and the Army on Oki. I was Air Force." 

We talked about both places and how we had learned a lot about both the cultures of those places but also a lot about our own culture as well. When the bill came for lunch Kathleen reached for it but I was just a bit faster.

"This is on me. Support for our troops and all that." I smiled at her.

"I'd like to pay my part. It takes the conversation away from ‘I bought you lunch and you owe me'."

"I don't think like that, but if it makes you more comfortable, your part is $12.50 including tip." 

I held the bill out for her to look at but she didn't take it. She reached into the pocket of her raincoat and found her wallet and gave me thirteen dollars. I put it in my pocket and paid the bill with a credit card. After I had signed the bill we walked to the door and left. 

Outside, the rain had all but stopped so we walked to the side of the restaurant and found a small beach and a short pier. Kathleen wandered on the sand for a few steps and then we went out onto the pier. I remembered being at this restaurant at least ten times and this was the first time the gate to the pier wasn't locked. When were far enough out onto the pier to be right above the breaking surf Kathleen stopped and looked out at the surf. I stood slightly behind her and off to her right side about half a step. 

She stood quietly looking at the water for at least two minutes and then turned to face me. "You haven't touched me once."

"I want to touch you. But my mind says I'm old enough to be your dad. My mind says I shouldn't presume that just because I want to touch you that you want me to. I think any heterosexual male standing this close to you would want to but I won't rush you or anyone else."

"I want to be held." 

She raised her arms and put them around my shoulders. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in until she was pressed against me from mid thigh to chest. Her head was turned and rested against my upper chest. I could feel the pressure of her breasts against me, and the strength of her muscles on her back. I held her without moving until she moved. 

She tilted her head and asked, "No grabbing either?"

"I guess I need to explain something about me. I have lots of friends, both male and female, and they tell me about their lives. Generally, I have learned that the good-looking women and men have spent their lives being hit on and fending off unwanted assaults. I won't be one of those people. There is no pressure in being with me. I have a belief system that centers on some core beliefs that I live by. One is that I am going to treat you or anyone I meet as though you are the person I love. I will honor your boundaries. Another belief is that I don't need to lie to you, impress you with stuff, or flash money around to have you be my friend."

"You are unusual. So, since you are being that way let me tell you something. I want you to hit on me. I want you to kiss me. If we can do it without getting arrested I want you to fondle me, arouse me, and we'll see where all that leads. I have been lonely for too long. I don't know where this day will lead. I don't know where I'd like it to lead. I want to be desired. I want to be held and loved."

I kissed her. I touched my lips to Kathleen's as gently as I could. Just as they touched a drop of rain touched our lips. We held that gentle kiss for a long time and I moved my hands a bit lower on her back. We broke the kiss, took a breath and came back for another. This time I was greeted with parted lips which I took as an invitation for exploration by tongue. When that kiss ended we both noticed that it was raining harder and we were quickly getting soaked. I took her hand and we ran to the car.

Inside the car we laughed as we attempted to get situated. Kathleen was mostly dry and I was completely soaked. 

She looked me over and said, "How far from here do you live?"

"About ten miles."

"You need to get dry. So, drive. Nurses orders."

"Aye, Aye." 

And off we went. Half an hour later we pulled into my garage and got out of the car. The few steps between the garage and house are covered so I didn't get any wetter getting to the house.

Inside the house I said, "Make yourself at home. I'm going to get out of these clothes, take a quick shower, dress and I'll be back with you in a few minutes."

I walked to the bathroom pulling off the soaked shirt as I walked. Inside the bathroom I tossed all my clothes in the sink, thinking I would throw them in the washer as soon as I was dressed again. I turned on the shower and when the water got warm I climbed in. As I did I thought about all those stories I'd read where the girl strips and joins the guy in the shower. I smiled and let that thought go. "Those are stories." I said, softly.

When I was almost done the door to the shower did open. Kathleen stepped in and asked if I would wash her back. I said I would be happy to, as long as I could wash the front as well. She raised her arms and turned her back to me. As I scrubbed her I examined her, doing my best to memorize everything I could learn about her body. As I had thought she was in very good physical condition. Her skin was almost flawless. Almost, because she did have six moles on her back, all on the right side and each about an eighth of an inch in diameter. Her ass was tanned and there were no tan lines on her back either. I knelt down and scrubbed her legs. She spread her legs, giving me access to her. When I got to her feet she turned to face me. Her pussy was three inches from my face. About an inch above the top of her slit there was a strip of closely trimmed pubic hair that went up about two inches and was half an inch wide. Other than that there was not a single hair anywhere on her body below her neck. And I didn't feel any stubble either.

I washed the front of her legs and then stood. I lathered my hands again and started washing her pubic hair and continued upwards until I had washed both of her breasts repeatedly. I turned her until the spray rinsed her breasts and then I took the right one in my mouth. I think I got at least three quarters of the entire breast in my mouth. I applied gentle suction and rubbed the nipple with my tongue.

Kathleen held my head and moaned. I took the other nipple between my thumb and index finger and twisted. She moaned again. I kept ministering to her breasts and nipples until the water started cooling off. I quickly finished rinsing us both and shut off the water. We stepped out, grabbed towels and dried each other off, with giggles and the start of a wonderful erection to assist us. When that was done I took her hand and led her into my bedroom. 

Someone had turned down the bed. Someone's clothes were draped over the chair on one side of the bed and they weren't mine. I sat at the end of the bed and guided her between my knees. That put my mouth right at nipple level.

"Now, where was I before winter set in?" I asked.

Her hands guided my lips to her left nipple and I sucked it in. Then I leaned back, using my mouth to tug on her nipple until it popped from my mouth. I moved over and did the same thing to the other nipple. Then I kissed her lips, and was met with a wet and insistent tongue. Our tongues danced together for some time, enjoying the heat and the moisture.

My hands slid up her legs from the knees to her hips. Then pulled her in a little bit closer so I could bend my head to Kathleen's slit licking ever so slowly. I did that three times.

Kathleen stepped back a few inches and pulled me to my feet. I took her in my arms and held her, gently. When I let go I looked her in the face and asked, "Kathleen, I want to do what you want me to do. If you just want to be held, that's fine. If you want anything, and I can give it to you, I will. Please, how may I please you?"

"Hold me for a few more moments and then lay me on the bed and make love to me. Don't fuck me. Love me. Fill me. Take me places I haven't been in a very long time." 

Her voice was almost like that of a young girl, pleading. I held her in my arms for a couple minutes and then tilted her head up and kissed her. We kissed a hundred times, softly, quickly, slowly, with tongue and without, nibbling her face with my lips and my face with hers. Using my hands on her hips I turned her and had her lay down on the bed. I lay beside her and kissed her neck. I sucked on her neck, but not hard enough to leave any lasting marks. She was so plyable that a slight nudge had her over on her face so she could be kissed on her back. As the kisses began covering her back my hands massaged her. I leaned to the side of the bed and pumped one pump of lotion onto my hand and rubbed it into her back. I took another pump and rubbed lotion into her legs, as I massaged them from her feet to her butt. Another pump and the massage began working on Kathleen's butt. My hands kneaded both cheeks and my lips kissed both cheeks. Her cheeks were parted and my well lubricated hand slid into the crease, from top to bottom. Using only the tip of one finger I put lotion on the bud of her ass.

Kathleen rolled back over on her back and kissed me again. I felt her surrender. Somehow she trusted me to love her. I pumped more lotion and started on the front of her legs being very careful not to touch her pussy when I was massaging the top of her legs. When her legs were done I moved between them and kissed the inside of her knees. Alternating kisses on either leg I found my way up the insides of her thighs until she could feel my breath on her outer lips. The tiniest bit of moisture was leaking out of her lips. A small lean forward and my lips touched that moisture and her lips.

She shuddered. The she spread her legs a bit wider. My tongue became able and willing to lick her from the bottom of her slit to the top. Very slowly. At the top of each stroke my tongue touched her clit, very gently. Kathleen bucked every time. When I sensed that she was really close to coming I backed off.

Kathleen had been laying flat on her back and when I backed off of her pussy she came up part way, looked me in the eyes and said, "Be inside me, lover."

I moved up and kissed her, tongue dancing with tongue. Her hands found my hardness and guided me home. She rubbed the head of my cock in her wetness and then pulled me inside. My body wanted to hurry and my head told me to go ever so slowly. Slowly won, but it was difficult. Years ago I had learned a word for something I had imagined but never experienced. Now I understood the word. I wasn't entering her, I was being invaginated. Kathleen was drawing me in at her pace, at her pressure, for her pleasure.

When I was fully inside her I held still for a long time. When I could no longer stand to be still a moment longer I started pulling back. The sensation was like she had such a hold on my cock that it was stretching. Suddenly I felt my cock beginning to move out of her. When I was out all the way yet still touching her lips she grabbed my hips and pulled me inside completely. She moaned and I did too.

"Faster" was all she said. 

I could feel my approaching orgasm. I thought of baseball, football, recited the steps to changing the oil in my car but nothing seemed to slow the progress of the orgasm building inside me. I reached down and dipped my fingers in our juices and touched her clitoris. It stood hard and proud outside it's hood. At my touch she lost control and shuddered. She shuddered again and screamed. Kathleen thrashed all over the bed. When she regained control she took a few deep breaths and then looked at me.

"You didn't come, did you?" She whispered. 

I shook my head. 

"Oh God I did. It may have been the best I have ever come. Do you want to come in me?" 

I nodded. 

She smiled and rolled over, lifting her ass into the air. "Come in my ass, Lee."

I moved to her, used our mixed juices to lube her ass and when I put some pressure on her opening it relaxed and let my finger in easily. I withdrew my finger and placed the head of my cock there. The instant I began putting pressure on her she pushed back and I was in!

"Deep," was what she said. 

I pushed until I was as deep in her ass as I could go. 

I pulled back and she said, "A tiny bit faster." 

I pushed in all the way and pulled out and back in at a pace that was not fast, not slow. I felt it coming. I said, "Oh Honey, I'm there!"

She reached back and grabbed my balls! I came more than I have ever cum before. I held myself inside her ass until I was completely soft and she held my balls all that time. When I did pull out I fell on the bed and was asleep in seconds.

When I woke up it was dark. I glanced at the illuminated clock radio behind me and saw that it was seven minutes after seven. Kathleen was snuggled against me and was holding my cock in her hand. She was asleep. I wasn't and the feel of her holding me was having an effect. My penis was growing. It had been quite a while since I had two erections in a day.

As it hardened Kathleen's eyes opened and she smiled at me. "You are a good lover."


It Started in the Rain Ch. 01



"Thank you. So are you."

She rolled on her side and saw that it was still raining. The shutters that cover the sliding glass door from my bedroom to the back yard were tilted open and we could see the rain as it hit the surface of the pool not fifteen feet from where we were warm, dry and nude. The light from the street light in front of the house cast just enough light onto the surface of the pool that we could see the rain hit. When Kathleen turned she changed from holding me with her right hand to her left. I put my left hand on her belly and pulled her back against me. That pinned my cock and her hand between us. I left my hand on her belly.

"Why did you pick me up?" she asked after a minute.

"The person I saw was standing alone at the side of the road and the energy said I needed to stop."

"Do you drive past there often?"

"No. Maybe four times a year."

"Do you pick people up when you see them there?"

"Once, before today."

"Tell me about that time." her voice was a whisper.

"The sailor standing there was alone and had a duffel bag next to him. There was nothing special looking about him or the day; it just seemed to be the right thing to do."

"And…"

"And, it was. He was headed for LAX and a flight home. His mom had a heart attack and he was on emergency leave. I took him all the way to LAX and made a couple calls to get him on a flight home."

"So, you are a good guy."

"That is my intention. It doesn't always work out, but mostly."

She rolled back over to face me and said, "I like good guys." 

She took my left hand and put it on her breast. I felt her hardened nipple against my palm. I leaned in and kissed her softly. We had lots of time and no reason to hurry. After considerable time rubbing tongues together and sucking-face as one of my sons would say, I rolled her up on top of me so I could feel as much of her touching me as possible. Her hard nipples pressed against my chest. Her legs rested on top of mine and my erection fit nicely between her legs. She opened them just enough to allow my cock to stick up and then she closed her legs so I was being held in place.

She kissed my neck and I kissed hers. Her lips were electrically charged and every time they touched me I felt like jerking. As she kissed I could feel the heat of her breath on my skin.

I put my hands under her arms on her ribs and lifted. I brought her back up far enough that were again lips to lips. She draped her legs so that she was straddling me and her pussy was almost close enough for my hard on to touch her. However, it was close enough that I could easily reach her pussy with both hands.

So, I did. I parted her ass cheeks and used my fingers to caress the space between her ass and her vulva. For some reason I remembered what we said back in high school. That space is called a taint. Taint pussy and taint ass. My mother had heard my friend Kenny Barnham say that and she gave me hell for weeks about it. I love taint. It is so intimate. It is so much a sign of trust when a woman opens herself enough to offer her taint for exploration, caressing and enjoyment. 

I ran a fingertip to the bottom edge of her slit and gathered her warm lubrication, spreading it on her taint using a circular motion and moderate pressure. With her own lube my finger slid over her skin easily. She moaned and wrapped her arms around my neck.

We continued to kiss. I noticed that I felt a liquid drip onto my lower belly. Kathleen was wet enough that she was dripping on me.

She scooted down a few inches and her kisses resumed at the base of my neck and my collarbone. More importantly, I felt her wet slit against my anxious wish stick. It was wishing it could be inside.

Kathleen reached back and guided the tip of my wish into her willing fulfillment. The head popped in and her fluids poured out. I thrust and moved in perhaps as much as an inch. I began moving that inch, in and out, ever so slowly. 

My corona was rubbing over an internal ridge in her vagina. Every stroke in and out pushed me closer and closer to cumming. It was doing the same thing to Kathleen. Her breath became gasps. Her kisses stopped. Her hands held my nipples and as she got closer and closer she pinched harder and harder.

"Maybe five more strokes Honey!" She said through clenched teeth.

I shifted just a tiny bit and gave those final five strokes. She was trembling and shaking as I thrust. 

With each stoke she said, "Oh Yes!"

I counted out loud. 

"One!" My hands pinched her nipples a little.

"Oh, Yes!" She pinched my nipples harder.

I pulled back across the ridge and then back in. "Two!" A little louder. 

I could feel my juices boiling and wondered if I would be able to wait three more strokes.

"Oh, Yes!" She sucked my tongue as far into her mouth as she could and I pulled back past her ridge.

I pushed hard into her and said, "Three!" I could feel her pussy shuddering and starting its contractions.

She threw her head back and said, "Oh Yes! Give me more!"

I pulled out as far as I could. It felt like only the very tip of my penis was still touching her opening. Then I raised my hips, giving me more access to her and I thrust in across the ridge and in an extra inch!

"Oh God! Oh, God! Now!!" She lost control and shook hard. Her arms went back around my neck and tightened their grip. Her legs gripped my legs and her pussy became a vise holding my throbbing cock inside her. I could not wait either and my juices pulsed down my shaft and entered her! 

At the first spurt I moaned and at the second I bellowed! They seemed to get stronger and stronger and I thought I might pass out! I had a hold of her nipples and as my orgasm hit I pinched them hard. I sent her farther into her own orgasm. She screamed and then went limp.

I pumped my juice into her for two or three more spurts and then I took a huge breath and held still. Kathleen was motionless, other than ragged breathing.

We fell asleep. When we awoke we were stuck together in our own melded juices. Kathleen was still lying on my chest but I was no longer inside her. She pulled us apart and then took me by the hand and into the shower. We cleaned each other and kissed each other for quite a while. As all good lovers do we paid particular attention to every inch of skin available for touching. When we did get out I dried Kathleen and she dried me.

We were both very hungry so we raided the kitchen and quickly cooked some enchiladas I had from Trader Joe's Market. Kathleen had never had enchiladas before but seemed to think they went well as an after sex meal.

After we ate we went back into the bedroom and stripped the bed of the sex stained sheets. I took them and put them in the washer and started the process. Kathleen put clean sheets on the bed and was waiting in it when I returned.

She looked at me with a huge smile on her face and said, "Lee, I'd like it if you would call me Kat." She turned back the covers and invited me beside her. Being a gentleman I did not refuse or even hesitate.

"Kat, I'd like to know how long you can stay."

"I have to be back on base before 0800 Monday morning."

"I'll drive you there, if that's OK with you."

Her hand wrapped around the shaft of my cock and she said, "If I stay can I keep playing with you?"

My answer was given when I rolled to her, took her in my arms and spent the next few minutes kissing her. We fell asleep tangled together.

The rest of the weekend was spent enjoying each other, learning about each other and loving. I learned about the family and the town where she had grown up. She learned about how ill prepared southern California is for the infrequent rains, how much I love walking at the beach while it rains, and she discovered that she liked both of the Mexican restaurants we went to. 

I learned more about how to love her. We both learned that two orgasms a day seemed to be my limit and that Kathleen did not appear to have a limit. Kathleen loved being held both when we were dressed and when we were in our skins. When we slept we slept well together.

Sunday night I set the alarm for 0530. When we woke up we dressed quickly and headed north. The rain had ended and as we approached Point Magu the sun was up far enough that Kat saw how beautiful the drive was between my home and the base.

As I pulled to the side of the base gate and stopped I looked at my watch. It read 0744. Plenty of time for a wet good-bye and a question.

I asked, "When can I see you again?"

Kat took my face in her hands and kissed me, long, warm, wet and full of tongue. When she ended the kiss she kept holding my face and said, "I am planning to be out at the bus stop at 1700 on Friday night. I'd like to go see Malibu and maybe some other places in California."

"Waiting at the bus stop is fine, but don't take the bus. I'll be here waiting for you if that would be something you want." 

"I would like that very much."

We kissed once more and she got out of my car.

I was parked beside the bus stop at 1655 on Friday.

To find out what happened then, see chapter two soon.



It Started in the Rain Ch. 02



This is a work of fiction. While the geography does exist the people are creations of my imagination and are not intended to resemble anyone I know. 

I encourage your feedback and votes. 

At 1655 on Friday afternoon I was parked near the gate to Point Mugu naval base. Nurse Kathleen said, when she got out of my car last Monday morning, she would be walking out this gate at 1700 on Friday. All week long as I taught my classes, did my weekly rituals of shopping, cleaning, consulting and such thoughts of her kept inserting themselves into whatever I did.

I gave myself a tough time about all my thoughts of Kat. As of Saturday morning I would have known her for one week. We spent all of forty-five hours together in one week! We hadn't even spoken on the phone once during the week! I must be daft as I heard someone in an English movie say.

At 1703 Kat walked through the gate. She was wearing dark gray slacks and a burgundy sweater and carrying a medium-sized gym bag. When she saw my car she waved. She showed the gate guard her ID and walked quickly to my side of the car. Wondering why she didn't just get in, I rolled down the window and she leaned in.

She said hello adding a wonderful kiss. The last four plus days disappeared. When she ended the kiss I noticed I was getting hard. 

"Lee, I need to ask you a question."

"So, ask." I answered with worried thoughts filling my head.

"I have a friend, she's a nurse too, and we were on Oki together. She needs a good weekend. I wonder if we could share our weekend with her?"

"My plans for the weekend included quite a bit of intimate play. Are you asking me if it's OK to give those plans up for this weekend?"

"Heavens no! I'm asking if you'd like to have two nurses to play with this weekend!"

I smiled and answered, "Well, call her and let's get the weekend started."

Kat put her fingers to her lips and whistled. From behind the gate shack came a woman who would turn heads in the dark. She was about 5'10", wearing dark Khaki slacks and a dark green sweater. Kat's sweater held her small breasts gently and the sweater was just a bit loose. This woman's sweater was filled. She was not ever going to shop in the petite section! Her breasts were at least "D" cups and the sweater showed bumps where her hard nipples were trying to poke their way to freedom. Her hair was just slightly longer than Kat's, meaning that it was almost long enough to touch her shoulders. Her hair was milk chocolate brown.

As this taller woman approached my car Kat got into the back seat and motioned her friend into the front beside me. She opened the door, put her bag on the floor and got in. 

Closing the door she said, "Hi. I'm Pam. I've wondered what I would say to you if you said Yes to me coming along. Here goes: Hi, I'm Pam, and I hope to be your unexpected pleasure this weekend." She giggled.

She was blushing and her eyes sparkled. Her smile was held back just a little. She stuck out her hand to shake mine. I looked at Kat and she gave me an air kiss. I took that as a hint and instead of taking the offered hand I reached around her shoulders and pulled us together. The kiss was short and she quickly touched my lips with her tongue. Just enough of a touch to hint at the future.

The three of us laughed and I started the car. I looked over at the guard and saw that he had been watching. I smiled. He saluted. 

On the road back down to my place, Santa Monica and points farther south I was given the details about Pam. She was twenty-eight, from a small town in Nebraska, had been married for about eight months to another officer in the Navy but he had decided that being married cramped his style. She had been single again for almost a year and a half. 

As we neared my home I asked, "What would you like to do for dinner tonight?"

Pam spoke first. "I'd really like some sea food, but my budget is a little tight."

(That registered as code for, "Please buy me dinner." That wasn't a problem as I had planned on buying dinner.)

"Sea food sounds good to me too." Kat said.

I pulled off the highway about two minutes later and parked at a local's place I frequent. "The Reel Inn" isn't fancy, but the fish is fresh and the prices are low. We ordered at the counter and then moved to a booth near the windows. When our food was ready they called our names over the PA system. I sat next to Kat and while we ate she played with my leg and rubbed herself along my side. It was a delightful meal. As we ate I also was able to easily feast my eyes on the features of Pam most prominently placed before me.

When we were walking back to my car after dinner I asked the ladies if they had anything they wanted to do this evening. I noted that it was just about seven-thirty. Neither woman answered until we were in my car. Pam got in the back and Kat sat up front with me.

"Lee, we have a specific request for the rest of this evening. We want you to take us to your home and we want you to fuck us."

"Please." Pam said. 

I started the car and put it in gear. Six minutes later we were in my garage. When we got out of the car I took them both in my arms and we kissed. I started with my mouth on Kat's and as that kiss was warming up I felt Pam's lips on my neck. When Kat and I came up for a breath I turned my head and Pam's tongue met mine. I expected to feel Kat's lips on my neck but she put them on Pam's. Things were heating up nicely.

It was as we were standing next to my car in the garage kissing that I heard a small dog bark. It sounded near by. I broke the kiss and looked and Mrs. Calderon from down the street was standing in my driveway holding her little dog in her arms and staring. I smiled and ushered Kat and Pam to my front door.

As I opened the door my phone started ringing. I went into the kitchen and answered. It was my oldest daughter.

"Are you busy, Daddy?" she asked.

"As a matter of fact I am Sweetheart. We went out to dinner and now we're home for the evening."

"We? You have a date? Well, good for you! It's about time you were back in circulation. What's her name?"

"You are just going to have to wait to find out any details. And, in case you were thinking of it, don't!"

"Don't what?"

"Don't come anywhere near this house this weekend!"

She laughed and when she stopped she said, "I love you Dad. Have a nice weekend. Maybe I should call a nurse for you?"

"That won't be necessary." I answered with an all-knowing grin.

I hung up. Both Pam and Kat were somewhere in the house but not in the kitchen. I went looking for them. They had found bathrooms and were using the time to good advantage. I did not intrude. Thinking that a bathroom was a good idea I used the one closest to the front door. When I finished I went back to the kitchen and sat on one of the bar stools.

Kat was next into the kitchen. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me. It was soft and insistent. I returned it in the same manner.

"Lee, is it really OK that we share with Pam this weekend?"

"Are you really OK with me fucking her?"

Kat nodded.

"All week long you have constantly been on my mind. I have been in relationships. I was even engaged once. I have never felt as safe, comfortable, or sated as I have felt all week. I believe you when you say that the more people accept each other the better we would all be."

"Most people put too much about ownership and rules into being together."

"I don't want to be like that. So, yes, I'm ready and willing to have you include my friend."

Pam was standing in the hallway. She could see us and hear that we were talking but she couldn't hear what was being said. When we finished talking, we kissed. At the end of the kiss Pam walked in.

"Can I have one of those?" she asked.

I took my right arm from around Kat and held it out for Pam. She took two more steps and the three of us embraced. I kissed Pam on the lips and she welcomed me in. Kat snuggled in while Pam and I kissed. The feeling of having these two beautiful women in my arms was incredible!

When Pam and I broke our kiss she spoke to Kat.

"How did you find this man?"

"I just stuck my thumb out to hitch a ride and he showed up." Kat said smiling.

Pam opened her mouth and kissed me again. After the kiss I asked both to tell me why they were willing to share.

Kat told me about her history with men who were users and jerks and that she didn't think there were many good guys left. Pam jumped in and said that when Kat had told her about our weekend she wanted a weekend like that too. The more they had talked the more evident it seemed that the solution was to both be here with me this weekend.

I thanked them for thinking so highly of me and kissed them both. When the kisses ended I had a thought. That thought prompted a question.

"What is your favorite fragrance? Not a perfume, a smell. Like vanilla, cloves, lavender, jasmine." I asked.

Kat answered, "Vanilla!"

"Jasmine."

"Perfect! I have a surprise for both of you and it is a wonderful way to begin our weekend. Come with me, please."

They came along without protest. I took them to the master bathroom. I started the water in the shower so it could get hot. I knew from years of experience that it would take two minutes for the hot water to get to this shower. Then I left them standing by the shower and went to my closet where I got two robes. 

Back in the bathroom I asked them to shower, dry, put on the robes and join me in the family room.

Pam listened quietly and then looked at Kat and then back at me.

"When I got dressed for tonight I was sorta hoping that it was going to be you who undressed me."

"I would be happy to accept that honor."

I wanted to undress both women and was wondering how to choose which to do first. I told them of my dilemma. They decided that I would undress them both, one article at a time and they would undress me together. I knew that this would take a while so I reached in and shut off the shower. I took Kat by a hand and Pam by the other and we went to the bedroom.

Pam and Kat sat on the bed and I removed their shoes. They stood and I hugged Kat and then Pam. As the hugs ended I pulled their sweaters up and over their heads. I put the sweaters over a nearby chair and kissed Kat all along her collarbone from her left shoulder to her right. When my lips arrived at her right shoulder I noticed that Pam's shoulder was three inches farther along the path I was already on. 

I moved over and kissed along Pam's collarbone to her right shoulder and then I moved down just a bit and made the return trip. On my way I noticed and paid due homage to the lacy and colorful bras they each were wearing. I did not remove them.

Kat pulled my shirt loose from my slacks and Pam unbuttoned it. One of them pulled it off and put in on the chair with the sweaters. The energy in the room was increasing and the hands and lips increased their pace as well. 

I reached behind Pam and unfastened her bra. Kat helped it fall from her shoulders and as I knelt to kiss Pam's breasts Pam reached behind Kat and quickly removed her bra. As I approached Pam's breasts I saw why the bumps I noticed showing through her sweater were so easy to see. Her nipples were quite large. They were at least the size of grapes and in their erect condition they stood proud and almost three-quarters of an inch tall. After spending time acquainting myself with her breasts and nipples I turned my attention to the smaller but equally exciting breasts of Kat. 

Since I was already on my knees I unfastened Kat's slacks, pulled the zipper and slowly pulled them towards her feet. As I uncovered her I covered her exposed skin with my kisses and my hands. When the top of the slacks passed the widest part of her hips they fell to the floor. With my hands guiding she lifted each foot and I removed the slacks from them. I then stood again and folded the slacks and put them over another chair.

I turned to Pam. She held her arms out and I stepped into them. As she wrapped me in her arms we kissed. I started softly and probed her mouth gently with my tongue. She wanted none of that. Her tongue pushed in hard and she sucked mine into her mouth.

My hands went to her slacks and I unfastened them, unzipped them and pushed them off her hips. They fell to the floor and she kicked them aside. Her hands went to the sides of my face and our tongue dance continued. 

Her breath was coming in shallow gasps. Her eyes were wide and expectant. I stepped back and looked. Pam was wearing red. A red lace g-string made of mesh that hid nothing. The red g-string only accented the fact that she had no hair near her vulva and that it looked ever so delicious in the transparent red mesh.

As the g-string headed for the floor I kissed along her chest and then stomach keeping pace with the exit of the g-string. Before it had reached the floor my face was in her vulva. I could feel the heat, smell the arousal, and when I stuck out my tongue I could taste her willingness. I only tasted once.

She put her hands on my head and pressed my face into her cleft. My nose went between her lips and brushed her clit. She shuddered and held on tight. I did not move.

Eventually she released the pressure on my head and I continued the exit journey of the g-string. 

"I see you Pam. I see all of you. I'm going to tantalize all of you."

I stood quite still, looking at her eyes. They filled with lust. Kat was standing right beside me and holding the other robe. Together we put Pam in it and the three of us hugged.

After, I went back into the bathroom and turned the water back on. Kat and Pam were right where I left them still hugging each other. 

I wrapped my arms around them and said, "Take your shower when the water is hot enough. When you are dry and back in the robes come to the family room."

Pam spoke softly, "I may never be dry again in my life."

I went to the back bedroom and got my massage table, two massage sheets, the Jasmine and the vanilla lotions and carried all that to the family room. I set the table up, lit six candles, turned the stereo on to a soft music CD, and started taking off my clothes.

A voice stopped me.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

It was Kat. Pam was right with her.

"I was getting ready for your return."

"Taking clothes off is not the job of the person wearing the clothes!"

I was surrounded and out armed. I did what any self respecting man would do. I surrendered. Four hands made short work of removing the rest of my clothes. When I was naked they used their hands, lips and gentle persuasion to peak my interest. When Pam thought my interest was peaked enough she dropped to her knees and kissed the swollen end of my interest. Kat turned my head and kissed me there. I fondled Kat's body as much as I could reach. It was strange feeling Kat's hands on my upper body, her lips kissing mine while Pam's hands massaged my ass and her mouth was driving every nerve ending in my penis crazy.

I took that treatment as long as I could without losing control completely and then I stopped them. It wasn't easy.

I told Kat that since she had been undressed first Pam would get the first massage. Before Kat could say anything Pam had dropped her robe and assumed the proper position on the massage table.

I picked up the squeeze bottle of jasmine scented lotion and began to work on Pam. I had studied massage many years ago while I was stationed in Japan. I had been taught that you always begin with the feet of a woman. If you get their feet to relax the rest of her body will follow more easily. As I massaged Pam's feet it was evident that she was already almost completely relaxed. She had already surrendered. 

The room filled with the smell of jasmine as I worked. Her legs and then her butt were next. As I worked the muscles in her ass she spread her legs a little and she moaned. I moved my hands to the small of her back and worked there long enough to get almost all the lotion off my hands. When they felt almost dry, but not quite, I cupped her vulva with one hand and lifted. With direct pressure on her vulva I lifted her hips about three inches and held her there.

She moaned again and then went completely limp. I lowered her hips back to the table and removed my hand from her mons. It was wet with her juices. I raised my hand to my face, smelled her juices and then licked her wetness from my hand.

I looked over at Kat and she had her hand at or in her pussy. I shook my head at her. She stopped.

I straddled Pam's legs up near her ass and began working the muscles of her back. Long slow strokes from her lower back upwards and the gentle strokes back to her ass. As I made these strokes my balls and cock moved along her skin between her legs up to their junction with her ass. Over and over I made these long slow strokes with Pam moaning during each one.

When I was ready I moved off the table and had her turn over. I went back to her feet and again worked my way up toward her head. At her vulva I pressed down with the palm of my hand and she moaned deeply. I held that pressure for about a minute and then slowly released. At her breasts I worked the lotion in gently and avoided the nipples altogether. My only reason for avoiding putting lotion on her nipples was that nipples don't seem to absorb the lotion as easily as other skin and I don't like the taste of the lotion as much as I like the taste of nipples.

With a hand motion I got Kat to come to the table. Without speaking I had her climb up on the table and sit between Pam's thighs facing Pam's face. We helped Pam sit up and Kat wrapped her arms around her in a hug. I sat behind Pam and worked lotion into both women's shoulders and necks. After a couple minutes Pam kissed Kat and the kiss was returned.

The three of us untangled and got Pam back in her robe and into the chair, Kat lying face down on the table and I went in the bathroom long enough to wash the remaining jasmine lotion off my hands.

When I returned Pam's eyes were closed, and Kat was looking at her. I picked up the bottle of vanilla lotion but Kat stopped me by reaching out and touching my hand. She crooked a finger and drew my face down to hers. I thought she wanted a kiss. She wanted to whisper to me.

"Lee, I want your massage. I'm so wet from watching what you did to Pam that I think if you touch my pussy once I'll cum. But, I don't want the massage right now. I want us to take Pam into bed and fuck her completely. Tonight is about her finding out what I found out last weekend."

She sat up and kissed me. Any man who loves women and could be kissed like that and who could still say "No" needs to be in an institution.

Before Kat could start to get off the table I reached down and slipped my hand between her thighs and cupped her mons. She moaned. I pushed my middle finger into her crease and found the clit. She climaxed and flooded my hand with juice. When she calmed I helped her off the table and we went to Pam.

She had dozed off in the chair and when we touched her she woke up with a start. We helped her stand and led her into the bedroom. One or both of them had turned down the bed while they waited for the shower to warm. They had also found hangers for their slacks and their sweaters were nicely folded on top on the TV. We sat Pam on the bed and sat near her. 

I spoke to them both.

"When did you two decide to ask me for this kind of a weekend?"

"On Wednesday night." Kat said.

"We had finished work and were having dinner." Pam added. "And Kat was still talking about you. She had the idea that if you really are who you say you are, and who she believed you to be then you would welcome me."

"We talked until about 2100 or so and then went to our rooms."

"I don't know how long Kat stayed up thinking but I was still awake at 0100." Pam said.




It Started in the Rain Ch. 02



"I even dreamed about it!" Kat whispered.

"OK," I scooted forward in my chair just a little, "So between Wednesday night and 1700 tonight you both have been thinking about this."

They both nodded. Pam blushed a little.

"Pam, are you getting the idea that I already really like you?"

She nodded.

"Good. I want you to do something that will help me immensely. I want you to close your eyes."

I turned to Kat and said, "Honey, I want you to sit on the bed behind Pam with your legs around her and your body snugged up against hers."

As she moved into position she asked, "With robes or without?"

"If you are warm enough without then without."

Both robes became a pile on the floor. I picked them up and tossed them aside.

"Pam, snuggle in until you are comfortable. (pause) Keep your eyes closed. (pause) Now, talk about the thoughts you have had about tonight between Wednesday night and right now."

"All of them?" Her voice was strained, anxious.

"No. Start with the one's you could easily share with a best friend."

"I wondered what type of man would treat a woman the way Kat says you treated her last weekend. I'm twenty-eight and no man has ever treated me like that. Not like that!"

"What did you think I would do if I said 'Yes'?"

"At first I thought we would go for dinner and then come to your house and watch a movie or something."

"Then where did your thoughts take you?" I asked.

"That you would go down on me."

"Would you like me to lick and kiss your vulva?"

Pam nodded but didn't speak. I waited.

"Like I wondered how heavy you would be when you were on top of me."

I waited some more.

"I thought about how it would feel if when you were inside me if you would pay attention to what I need."

"Has anyone ever asked you during sex what you would like them to do?"

"Yes. Kat."

"Was it easy to tell her what you wanted?"

"Yes. She's a woman."

"What other thoughts did you have?"

"I love having my breasts played with, but not just my nipples. I hate men who have been with me for four hours and don't know what color my eyes are. All they look at are my tits!"

"Your eyes are brown. Your hair is brown. You have three moles on your upper body. One under your right arm, one about an inch above your right iliac crest and one just over your spine at about C7. You have a scar on your left leg about four inches above your ankle."

Pam was silent for a long time.

"One recurring thought was of falling asleep in your arms and waking up still there. Oh, and I thought about having sex take long enough that I would have an orgasm with you."

I stood and moved to the bed. Kat watched me and sensed that I didn't want her to move. I leaned in and kissed Pam. Our tongues danced and got to know each other again. My left hand touched her cheek and tilted her head and as it tilted my kisses migrated to her ear and then her neck. When I got to her neck I was sharing kissing space with Kat. Pam moaned softly and seemed to offer us more neck skin to our use.

Again using the guidance system of my hand I moved her head again and Kat and I moved to the other side of her neck. I took the scenic route by going back up to her ear, along her chin, spending a liberal amount of time and energy at her mouth and then working to her other ear. For all this time the only parts of me touching her were my lips and the fingertips of one hand.

Kat had not restricted her hand movements. As my lips were beginning the descent from Pam's ear to her neck Kat was holding both of Pam's breasts. The nipples were hard and pressed into the palms of Kat's hands. Kat pressed into Pam's breasts and then rotated her hands twisting each of Pam's breasts. 

Pam was no longer sitting passively. Her voice was an almost constant moan punctuated by chirps when either Kat or I did something that really got her interest. She reached up and put her arms around my neck and drew me towards her until my cock rested against her knees and I was uncomfortably leaned over.

Using my hands I signaled Kat and she moved from behind Pam. Using my tongue in Pam's mouth I guided her onto her back and then when I broke the kiss I helped her move until she was on her back in the middle of the bed. 

Kat and I pulled the covers up over the three of us as Kat and I climbed in on each side of Pam. Pam turned to face me and we kissed. I wrapped her in my arms and draped one leg over hers while we kissed. I kissed her many times. Some were soft, some hard, some wet and filled with tongue. 

Her hands explored me as we kissed. She gently tugged the hair on my body. When she visited my nipples she experimented until she found that pinching them with a twist got the moan she had been looking for. Periodically after that she revisited that moan. I knew she could feel my erection pressed against her legs but she didn't touch it.

After a time her hands sent a signal to me that she would like me to move down and give my attention to other parts of her body. I scooted down a few inches and kissed all along her collarbone and then kissed down the centerline of her chest. When my mouth was directly between her titties, my kisses went from one side to the other up the insides of her titties almost to the nipples. My hands held her breasts on the outsides, pressing each to my mouth as I kissed them. Without ever kissing either nipple, my kissing path moved farther down and spent some time caressing and kissing her belly. I circled around her belly button with kisses many times before I inserted my tongue.

"Oh God that feels so good!" Pam said.

The next move had my legs off the bed and my face inches from her pussy. When my first kisses circled around her crease she used both hands on my head and nearly smothered me into her crease. She was remarkably strong and held me in with considerable force. When she eased off I took a big breath, wondering if I would ever get another.

"Lee, Lick me, Honey. Lick me."

I began running my tongue as far along her slit as I could reach given our position on the bed. I wondered what Kat was doing as I hadn't encountered her in quite a while. I reached for her and she gently put my hand back on Pam. I remembered her words, "This is about Pam tonight."

Pam shifted a little on the bed and opened her legs for me. As her legs opened her lips parted and a gush of her sweet juice filled my mouth and covered my face. I remembered thinking when I experienced a gush the first time, years ago, wondering if that juice was good for a man's skin. I believe that it is. It causes men to smile.

I wanted to be inside Pam with more than my tongue. I had wanted that since a few minutes after we met. I believed that the time was getting close.

As my tongue probed her depths and teased her clitoris I could feel her starting to quake inside. Her lubrication was flowing such that I was unable to drink it all in. I touched my tongue to her clit and then stopped all other motion. 

Pam moaned and pushed my face into her pussy. I resisted. Then I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked it as fast as my tongue would go.

Her orgasm exploded! She screamed and thrashed and sat up flailing her arms. Her eyes were wide open and then she shook hard and collapsed. My face and hair were soaked with her cum. The bed had a puddle. Pam didn't care. Neither did I.

As she calmed I crawled back up beside her and hugged her to me. She put her arms around me and fell asleep. After a few minutes I carefully pulled out of our embrace and headed for the bathroom. Pam opened her eyes and said, "You can't go home. You live here."

"Please, may I pee if I promise to come back to you?"

She closed her eyes and I took that as a "Yes."

When I returned Kat was sitting on her knees on my side of the bed. She took my now wilting cock in her hands and then in her mouth. She was working magic, although it didn't take much. She was being very quiet while she did wild things to my growing erection. When it reached the acceptable level of excitement she released it from both hand and mouth and went onto her back on the floor. She invited me in for a visit.

As I went down to the floor my face was aimed at licking her pussy. That was not her plan. She sat up far enough to grab my hair and pulled my face to hers. I figured that meant she wanted me in her pussy, but not with my tongue. I positioned my cock at her vaginal entrance, covered myself with her juices, and entered her. 

Halfway in I sat up and used my hands to lift and spread her legs. When I was all the way in I was as deep as possible. We held still for a long time and then we started our motion. We made very little noise as we joined. We shifted positions and kissed softly. She twisted my nipples and I moaned.

I lifted up and looked at Pam. She was breathing softly and her eyes were closed. I went back to slowly fucking Kat. The pace seemed to increase in spite of any effort we made to keep going slowly. The noise level increased as well and the noises of my cock going in and out of her very wet pussy were mixed with a few moans and a squeal from Kat. Kat reached down and stroked her own clit and as I hit bottom each time I was pressing her finger hard against her clit.

Kat tensed and put a hand over her mouth and moaned into her hand. The inside of her pussy grabbed me hard and I felt her contractions. It sent me over my own edge and I really didn't even know I had made any noise until I opened my eyes and saw Pam's face three inches from mine. All three of us busted up laughing. 

We showered, changed the linens, started the washer, ate a snack and kissed each other twenty or so times all in an hour. When we were ready to go back to bed it was 0135 Saturday morning.

As we climbed into the bed Pam said, "Well, I had hopes of getting laid tonight."

"Has the sun come up already?" I asked.

"Looks to me like maybe he's too tired." Pam said pointing at my relaxed and drooping penis.

Kat looked at Pam and said, "I'll bet you ten dollars that you can't get him hard enough to enter you in less than fifteen minutes!"

Pam must have a competitive streak in her because she asked me, "What time is it?"

And the instant I answered she dove onto me and swallowed my cock completely! I was knocked onto my back and while Pam was hard at work bringing me back to life Kat straddled my face and gave me a wonderful pussy to nibble on.

Six minutes later Pam released my cock from her wet and wonderful mouth only to straddle my hips and push my hard cock up inside her wet pussy. As the two rode my face and cock they teased each other's bodies and kissed. I know that because they told me later. My world existed in the feelings my cock was having and the delicious taste of Kat in my mouth. I could not see and didn't hear hardly anything.

When I sensed that Pam was getting close it was because she stopped her up and down motion and began grinding her clit against my pubic bone. I knew Kat was cumming to because the flow of her juice increased and her movements became jerky.

Kat's legs clamped against my head! Her juices almost drowned me! As my own juices pounded out of me and into Pam her legs clamped against my hips and I felt both women shudder. With the three of us shacking and moaning together it was a good thing my neighbors don't live really close. 

I was done. They could just throw a blanket over me and call me in the morning. They did more. When Pam had attacked me my head ended up at the foot of the bed. When we were done they didn't even ask me to move. They unmade the bed, moved the pillows, snuggled against each side of me and covered us all with a blanket. I was asleep before all that was complete.

When Pam woke up she didn't know where she was. She hadn't awakened in bed with a man in almost a year. When she woke on Saturday morning she knew she was in bed with a man because she heard him breathe and didn't know a woman who snored like that, and because she had a hold of his semi-hard cock. For some reason she remembered when she was younger and called what she was holding a prick. Even before she opened her eyes she smiled at that thought. Now she was old enough and experienced enough in the world of adults to know that what she held was a cock and that there were pricks in the world and that the word described an entire person, not his appendage.

She remembered last night and the orgasms she had with Lee and Kat. When she breathed through her nose she could tell that the room still smelled like sex. Her hand was gently and slowly stroking Lee in his sleep. On one stroke she reached the end of his cock and went out until her hand was almost off his cock and Pam bumped into Kat's ass. Then she remembered the last event of the night when she and Kat were kissing and pulling each other's nipples while Lee ate Kat and Pam was filled with him. She felt her arousal beginning again. "Won't you ever get enough, girl?" she thought.

On the other side of Lee, Kat was awake too. She loved feeling the warmth of Lee close behind her. When Pam's hand bumped against her ass she knew that Pam was stroking Lee and that Pam was awake. She didn't move. She just listened. Pam's breathing was becoming aroused and Kat noticed that she too was having those feelings. She noticed her nipples tightening and a tingle in her vulva that signaled wetness. She wanted to turn over and watch what Pam was doing and she wanted to just stay still and luxuriate in this sexy warmth.

The instant Lee woke up both women were aware that he was awake. His cock jerked and swelled. His breathing changed. His left hand tightened its grip on Kat's tit. 

He moaned and said, "I love waking up like this."

Pam stroked a little more purposefully and whispered into Lee's ear, "Morning stud."

Kat snuggled back against Lee's chest. She also put her hand over Lee's hand on her tit. 

They enjoyed this leisurely waking up touching for a while then all three bladders gave a command that was not to be ignored. In unison and on cue they said, "I've got to pee!" and threw back the blanket.

In the next thirty seconds they scattered to the three bathrooms and the sound of making water came from all three rooms. As they walked nude out of the bathrooms they met in the hallway and hugged. 

"Breakfast, anyone?" Lee asked.

"I'm starved!" Both women said at once. They turned and went to the kitchen. Kat made coffee. Lee got out the fixins for an omelet and he gave Pam instructions of where to find the stuff for toast or English muffins. As the meal was cooking and all three were getting plates, forks and knives, cups and napkins onto the island Lee had a thought about what might happen if his daughter decided she just had to walk in at this very moment. All their clothes were at the other end of the house. She had never seen him with anyone in five years. He smiled at how shocked and then delighted he thought his daughter would be "if she could see me now."

When the toast, coffee and omelet were done they sat down leaving a middle seat for Lee. He liked the view. The coffee was just as he liked it, black and strong. Both women put just a bit of milk in it and no sugar. As they ate they talked about ideas Lee had for things they could do so that all three could enjoy some of the sights of Southern California other than Lee's bedroom.

Suddenly Lee was aware that thinking about something just might have the power to cause it to happen. He heard a key enter the lock on the front door.

"Don't make a sound," he whispered. They all froze.

They heard the door open and close very quietly. They heard footsteps in the entryway and then a gasp!

Saturday has the potential for a great day. How great? You will need to see Chapter 3.



It Started in the Rain Ch. 03



Lee had expected Megan to sneak into the bedroom, thinking she would catch him in bed with someone. Instead she had come into the kitchen with two bags of groceries. She almost dropped them when she looked up and saw Kat, her dad, and Pam sitting at the edge of the island in the kitchen eating breakfast nude.

She stood shocked silent for many seconds. Her eyes were wide and kept moving from one person to the other.

Pam was closest to her.

"Hi. I'm Pam." Before Megan could respond Pam took the two bags of groceries from her and put them on the island. She turned back to Megan and said, "That one is Kate and that guy is Lee."

Megan finally snapped into the present and said, "Dad, you're naked!"

"Ladies this is my daughter, Megan. She has a doctorate in speaking the obvious."

Kat got up and went to the cabinet where the dishes lived and said, "There is plenty of breakfast left. You want some?"

Kat was standing there nude and looking back over her shoulder at Megan. Her cute ass and back showed no tan lines, just tan.

"Is it one of dad's omelets?"

"Yup."

"Then sure."

Kat served omelet and toast onto a plate and put it at the remaining place at the island. She poured more coffee for everyone, adding a cup for Megan. Megan kept glancing at each of the people sitting at the island. The last time she had seen her dad naked was when she walked into the bathroom when she was in high school and her dad was in the shower bathing some of her younger brothers and sisters. That was over fifteen years ago.

She focused on the omelet while her mind raced around asking questions about her dad and these two beautiful nude women. When the last bite was gone she thought she had to look up again and when she did she saw that all three were looking at her.

"What?" she asked.

"When we were on the phone I seem to remember telling you not to come anywhere near here this weekend." Lee looked stern as he spoke. 

Under the cover of the island edge he had a soft hold of each of the feminine thighs next to him. 

"I thought you might need some supplies for your date." As she spoke she knew no one was buying it. "OK. OK. I couldn't stand not knowing who was here. It's been a long dry spell for you and I'm too nosy for my own good."

Lee smiled. Then he spoke softly.

"OK. You're here. You've met my date. I, we, thank you for whatever supplies you brought. Now, you get to make a choice. You can kiss me good-bye, say good-bye to Kate and Pam and go back home or you can stay and join us for our day."

"I've known you long enough to know I need more information before I make that choice. If I stay what are the plans for the day?"

"After we finish breakfast we are going to shower and get dressed. After that we are going sightseeing for a while and have lunch somewhere fun. I was thinking about lunch down in Long Beach along the water."

"At the Lighthouse?" Megan's eyes lit up.

"I could be talked into the Lighthouse."

"Then, I'm in. I'll call home and let Pete know I'm going to be with you all day."

Megan got up and headed for the phone. When Lee spoke she stopped.

"Not so fast young lady. There's more. If you stay you are not a tag along. You are a participant. We are all nude. We will all be in the shower soon. We will all be washing each other and all having fun in the process. During the day there will be hand holding, arms around each other and other expressions of physical affection. You are either a full participant or you are out." 

"So, if I stay I need to take off my clothes, shower with all three of you, hold hands, get my fanny patted and kiss all three of you all day long?"

"If you stay it is under those conditions and one more. You may only stay if it is OK with both Kat and Pam."

Kat and Pam looked at each other, at Lee and at Megan. Finally Kat said, "We need a conference."

"We have a policy in our family. If it needs to be said, say it." Megan said.

"OK." Kat said, looking at Lee. "I'm uncomfortable with having your daughter playing with us. We are being very sexual with you and she's your daughter."

"Dad, let me take this one." Megan said, "I am his daughter, by adoption. He and I have no shared biology. We love each other. He chose me as his daughter. I have been seen naked by him since I was a baby. I have seen him naked many times. I am an adult and not a virgin. Please don't let the fact that he's the man I have loved since I was four months old have any influence on your decision."

"Megan, how do you feel about both of us being your dad's lovers?" Pam asked. "I think he's very lucky. You're both beautiful and it's obvious that you really like him and that he likes you. As for how I'd feel about watching him make love with you, I really don't know but I wouldn't shy away."

Kat and Pam locked eyes and ten seconds passed. Then Kat turned back to Megan.

"OK with us."

All three women smiled. Lee started gathering plates, cups and things to the sink and Megan started undressing. Kat and Pam watched. Megan was almost six feet tall with short brown hair that looked more like a curly nest than a hairdo. Her skin was light and freckled. As she undressed they noticed that she, like Pam, had no tan lines. When her bra came off they noticed that her right nipple was pierced and had a gold ring through it. When the jeans and panties came off they noticed that she was shaved. When Megan was completely nude her dad had finished with the dishes and turned around. 

One look and he said," You've been keeping a secret or two."

Megan blushed and said, "I got pierced last spring. I got lasered in June. Do you like?"

"I like the laser. The piercing, I don't know. I love the way it looks but I'd worry about infections and things."

Pam jumped in, "I know about that part. If she takes care to keep it very clean and to let it have lots of air she should never have a problem. The women who have the most frequent problems keep the piercings covered most of the time and they neglect good hygiene practices."

"Well that shouldn't be a problem then. Megan has never liked clothes very much and we are about to wash her very clean."

Pam walked over and asked, "Megan, can I take a closer look?"

"Of course."

Pam handled Megan's breast and touched the ring as well. After a minute Megan released a barely audible moan. Her nipple was fully erect and Pam had just tugged on her ring a little. Pam looked up at Megan's face and got permission without words.

Her tongue reached out and touched Megan's nipple. Pam held her breast with both hands and licked Megan's nipple again and again, varying pressure. After a few seconds of this Megan leaned forward and pushed as much of her "C" cup into Pam's mouth as would fit. Pam sucked. Kat and Lee watched from their seats at the island.

It wasn't long before Kat crawled into Lee's lap and they shared some physical affection as well. 

After some kissing and touching Lee was inspired and Kat noticed. She shifted around on his lap and straddled him, taking his cock inside slowly. Rather than an up/down motion she just rocked back and forth rubbing her pubic bone against his while enjoying the feeling of being filled.

Pam went to her knees and found that her nose was right at the top of Megan's crease. It seemed to be an invitation which Pam accepted by inserting her tongue. Megan stood still looking at Pam and being surprised at how quickly she had been included in the festivities. Three licks later Megan spread her legs a little and pressed Pam's face into her.

Lee looked over and watched Pam holding Megan's hips while her face was pressed to Megan's pussy. Megan looked up from watching Pam and saw that Kat was slowly riding her dad. She signaled her dad with a raised thumb and a wide smile.

When Pam came up for air Megan said, "So, I take it you like my piercings?"

Pam nodded and reinserted her tongue into Megan's slit. She had already found the tiny ring through Megan's clitoral hood and had been driving Megan crazy by playing with it. Pam's face was covered with Megan's juices and those that she didn't have on her face or hadn't swallowed were sliding down Megan's thighs. When the trail of liquid reached her knees Megan just lowered herself to the floor taking Pam's mouth with her. After Megan was flat on her back Pam turned and assumed the up position of the sixty-nine. Megan grasped Pam's hips and pulled her pussy down to her waiting mouth.

Kat sat on Lee's lap with his cock deep within her. Lee's hands caressed her back, her ass, and everywhere else he could reach. When they reached her breasts they gently pressed and squeezed them together. Lee brushed his palms over her nipples as gently as he could. He kissed her repeatedly. On her mouth, in her mouth, on her neck, nibbling her ear, her hair and her collarbone; his kisses were ubiquitous.

Megan felt herself starting to quiver as she approached her first climax. She could tell it would be a strong one by the way her body was building in sensitivity.

Pam felt the quivering too and used her hands to put Megan's feet up on her back, knowing that would tilt Megan's pelvis just enough to give Pam more access to her vulva. She penetrated Megan's hole with her tongue and applied upward pressure. 

Megan's quivering intensified and became shaking.

"Eight!" Megan almost yelled.

Pam used her hands to open Megan just a little more and used a wide tongue to paint Megan's tender intimate tissues from the bottom to her clit.

When Pam's tongue painted Megan's clit Megan said, "Nine!"

Pam withdrew her tongue.

Megan sat up and said, "No!!" 

She grabbed Pam's head and pushed it into her pussy. Pam pushed back and then pushed Megan back onto her back. 

Pam spoke and Megan heard her. "Let me drive. I promise you like the trip."

Megan lay still.

Pam touched Megan's clit as gently as she could. Megan moaned. Pam flicked it as gently as she could. Megan moaned. Pam waited, counting to five in her head, than flicked her again.

"Nine!" Megan called out.

Pam sucked Megan's clit into her mouth and sucked hard. Megan's legs gripped Pam's head, her hands grabbed Pam's hair, her body shook hard and she screamed, "Ten!!!" 

Pam held on and the shudders, shakes, tremors and internal body quakes did not dislodge her from Megan's pussy. Eventually Megan did start to relax and Pam released her clit. 

Pam rested her head on Megan's thigh for a minute or two and then slowly began licking up the liquid pleasure flowing from Megan. At each touch of Pam's tongue Megan jumped.

When they looked up from the floor Lee and Kat were gone. The dishes were done, the kitchen clean except for a small puddle where Megan had leaked onto the floor. Two paper towels and that evidence disappeared.

"What's with the eight, nine, ten?" Pam asked.

"Pete told me that he can't tell very well how close I am to having my orgasm. So, I started letting him know by the numbers."

Lee and Kat were in the shower. They were joined under the spray and the four soaped and washed each other until everyone was clean. As they dried each other and got ready for an outdoor adventure Megan shared that the shower reminded her of when she was little and dad would get into the shower with all the little kids in the family. She remembered laughing and singing and loving his touch.

When they were all dressed they went out and got into Lee's minivan. Ten minutes later they were on the freeway headed toward Long Beach. The sky was overcast and it was about seventy degrees. Along the way they passed the Los Angeles International airport and saw the airplanes coming in low over the freeway. Megan shared how when she was little and they would see the planes coming in or leaving her dad would ask them to imagine where the planes were coming from or where they were going. She told them about how her dad asked them lots of questions. He asked questions they had to imagine the answers to. When she took a breath Pam turned to Lee and asked, "What questions would you ask, Dad?"

"See that plane coming in?"

"Yes." Pam answered.

"Where is it coming from?"

"How would I know?" Kat wanted to play too.

"Look at the tail," Megan said, "It's a Japan air Lines plane."

"So, it could be coming from Asia." Pam said.

"Where in Asia?" Lee asked.

"Japan."

"OK. That is a 747 isn't it? That means there are about three hundred fifty people inside. What are some reasons that someone would pay a thousand dollars, sit in a 747 for fifteen hours to come here?"

"For a vacation." Kat said.

"To visit relatives." Pam volunteered.

"Dad can draw these questions out so long that we used to think we wanted to go meet the planes and ask the people questions. To this day I ask myself questions when I see a plane, a bus, or a train going by." Megan shared.

"Lee, why did you do that?" Pam asked.

"I wanted to find ways to get the kids to think. Most of what schools teach is memory. I wanted the kids to think, to imagine, to wonder. One of my heroes has always been Albert Einstein. He said something that I think was very important..."

"Imagination is more important than knowledge." Megan completed his quote.

Everyone laughed. As they rode along Megan and Lee pointed out various places and when they arrived in Long Beach Lee parked on Shoreline Drive where they could see some of the things to see in Long Beach. At the end of a short discussion about what Pam and Kat would like to do it was decided that they would have lunch at the Lighthouse and then tour the Queen Mary.

All through lunch Pam and Kat quizzed Megan about Lee. Lee joined in only to defend himself when necessary or to clarify what "really happened" while Megan was growing up. After the lunch they headed back to the minivan with Kat on Lee's right arm, Megan on his left and Pam on her left. They were all touching while walking. Some of the people they passed gave the four some strange looks.

When they arrived at the Queen Mary and Lee walked up to the ticket booth. Pam stood next to him and said, "Do we get to go on the ship, Dad?"

The lady in the booth said, "How many?"

Lee paid for all four and they went aboard. After the tour they went to see about staying aboard sometime. There weren't many people aboard so the desk clerk gave them a key for a suite and they looked it over. 

Closing the cabin door was like stepping back in time. The décor was dated to the time when the Queen was first sailing across the oceans. They looked out the window and could see the Lighthouse where they had had lunch not an hour before. Pam wondered aloud how much it would cost to stay in this cabin. Kat looked at the card posted on the back of the door and said, "$125 a night, for each of us!"

Megan went into the bathroom and closed the door. A moment later the sounds of the bathroom being used were heard. It seemed to inspire others.

"Hurry Megan! I need to go too." Kat said.

When the bathroom door opened both Kat and Pam went in. The door closed and Megan looked at her Dad.

"I've been thinking about this morning," Megan said, "and I'm glad it happened."

"I've been thinking about it too. I have always loved you and I never want to do anything that would hurt you or damage our relationship. I've also been thinking about Pete. He knows you are with me today. He doesn't know what has changed in our relationship. How will we handle that situation?"

"I love you Dad. You don't just assume that it's my problem. You want to talk it over and decide together what we will do. Here's what I've been thinking about Pete. He's a great guy. I like living with him and I'm learning a lot from living with him. I love him. I want to tell him I fucked someone and that I don't want to live with the person I fucked, or change from being Pete's girlfriend. I will be willing to make an agreement with him about future fucking."

Pam and Kat came back into the cabin. They knew they were stepping into a conversation so they stayed quiet. Megan brought them up to speed on the conversation.

"Megan, I think the conversation with Pete you propose is a good one to have but... he is going to want to know who you fucked."

"To quote a man I have loved all my life, "What you want isn't always what you get." I am not going to tell him who. The truth is I don't trust him that much."

"OK. You know I'm here for you and I hope you know that you are welcome in my bed anytime."

"And you're welcome in my bed anytime too!" Pam said.

"Where am I welcome?" Kat asked.

"In my bed!" All three answered.

They left the Queen Mary and headed back towards Lee's house. The conversation was about the things they had learned about being in relationships. When they got back up to the airport Lee had an idea.

"Megan, please look in the glove box and get the cell phone out for me. Dial the number written on the back of the phone."

He waited as she did.

"When the machine answers punch in 467 and the pound sign. Then hang up."

When she finished she asked: "What did that do?" 

"Not too long ago I had the realization that I usually decide I want to use the hot tub when I'm not home. So I drive home, turn it on and I have to wait almost an hour while it heats. Not any more. I installed a device that allows me to call the device and put in that code. It turns on the hot tub and when we get home it will already be hot."

"Now that's good thinking!" Kat said.

It got quiet in the van and Lee concentrated on his driving. As he made the transition from the 405 freeway north to the Santa Monica freeway west he looked in the mirror and saw Kat and Megan kissing. Megan's hand was inside the shirt being worn by Kat. From the quick look Lee had it looked as though both women were swapping tongues. Somehow Lee got his eyes back on the road.

The only other breasts beside her own that Megan had ever touched before today were her sisters. That was when they were budding and living in wonder. "I wonder how big they will get. I wonder what it would feel like to touch one. I wonder what it would feel like if someone touched mine." Megan found out. Then she discovered that she really liked the attention of the males of the planet and she stopped experimenting with her sisters. When Pam had touched her at breakfast she had exploded. It felt so good and so different from the touch of Pete or any of the other males who had touched her. 

Riding along in the van she had noticed a gap in the front of Kat's shirt and without much thought at all she had reached in and brushed her finger tips across the skin near Kat's areola. Kat had reacted by turning and kissing Megan. Megan was aware that she was very wet and that she wanted Kat to touch her. Kat was touching Megan but only with her mouth. The first few kisses were mouth to mouth. 

As Lee drove through the tunnel at the end of the freeway and out onto Pacific Coast Highway Kat moved her kisses to Megan's ear. She nibbled on the edge of Megan's ear and then touched her tongue to the lobe.

Megan moaned.

Kat sucked the lobe into her mouth and played with it with her tongue. Slowly and with such gentleness that Megan was flooding. When Kat released the lobe she worked her lips down Megan's neck.

Megan was moaning and breathing in shallow gasps. She could feel an orgasm approaching. She leaned back in the seat, surrendering to whatever Kat wanted to do. Megan had her eyes closed.

Pam had been watching from the shotgun seat. It was a turn on to see such tenderness. She remembered when Kat had kissed her ears and neck. She got wet. She turned and slid off the seat and spread Megan's legs. She reached a hand along Megan's thigh and slowly aimed at her pussy. When Pam's hand was close Megan lifted her hips from the seat and Pam pulled her shorts down. Seconds later Pam's hand touched Megan's naked slit. 




It Started in the Rain Ch. 03



Pam used only two fingertips, one at either side of Megan's slit. As slowly and as gently as she could she moved the fingers from the top to the bottom of Megan's wet slit. Megan opened her legs a little wider and her labia opened for Pam. Pam sucked on her own finger for a few seconds to wet it. She put it back at the bottom of Megan's slit and slowly traced along the folds until she reached the clit.

At the first touch of her clit Megan exploded. Kat was at her neck and Pam pressed on her clit as she shook and bucked. She was loud. Her hands grabbed both Kat and Pam and held on tight. As she started to calm down Lee turned off of the coast highway and towards home.

Pam sat back on the seat, sucking Megan's juices from her fingers. Kat pulled Megan into her lap and cuddled the rest of the way home. Pam and Lee got out of the van in the garage and went inside. Kat and Megan were fine where they were.

Lee pulled off his clothes and tossed them on a chair in the bedroom. Pam's landed on his. They took each other in a full body hug and soon fell onto the bed. When Megan and Kat eventually came into the house they found Lee and Pam in bed with Pam's legs up and Lee between them. 

"You want to be alone or can we join you?" Megan asked.

"Can I have him all to myself?"

Megan and Kat left the bedroom and soon could be heard out at the hot tub. Lee and Pam fucked at a comfortable pace until they were done. Final score Pam five orgasms and Lee one. It was a great game and both felt like they won. They stayed in bed together for quite a while and then joined Megan and Kat in the tub.

Lee sat in the water thinking about how his life had changed in the last ten days. He had picked up a stranger in the rain. Before that rain he hadn't had a woman in his home or life romantically in years. In that rain everything had shifted. He was open again. Now he was sitting in his hot tub with three beautiful women. Everything he knew about all three he liked. He had fucked all three in the last twenty-four hours. One of them was his daughter. He had watched and assisted as they had loved each other. 

Pam noticed the smile on Lee's face. She waded over to him, straddled his legs and sat in his lap facing him. Her pussy pinned his penis between them. Her breasts pressed against his chest. Her arms went around his shoulders and neck. 

Kat moved to one side of Lee and Megan the other. Lee's arms held all three and they spoke in whispers as they soaked in both the water and their affection for each other.

"Daddy?"

"Yes."

"Am I bisexual?"

"Yup."

"Is that OK?"

"Would it be OK if you were left handed or had dark hair?"

"Yeah. Nobody cares about those."

"You're worried about grandma's reaction to you loving Kat and Pam?"

"Or anybody that's a woman."

"Years ago your mother and I had a disagreement that raged on for almost a year. She asked me what I thought God thought of homosexuality. I told her what I thought. What I told her was that I thought God was in favor of love. That God preferred that people love each other and didn't give a care about gender, numbers, or frequency. I still believe that. I still want to live like that."

"So, you think it's OK with God that we fucked?"

"I think God gets excited every time people share affection. God loves it when anyone assists another person in feeling good, in feeling pleasure, in feeling cared for and loved. Imagine how the world would be if everyone shared their weekends like we are doing."

"No more wars."

"No more terrorism."

"Peace."

"So, that's how I feel about it. I don't feel bad about loving you. I never have. Now I just have fewer limitations on how I can express that love. The love hasn't changed."

Pam lifted her head from Lee's shoulder and kissed him. 

"I feel the love you have for Megan and the love she has for you. I used to think there was something really wrong about incest. I still think that sex with kids is wrong but affection and love between adults is a good thing. Some of the men I have had as patients didn't need much medical care but they needed affection and love. I now have a way of looking at my job as a way of spreading love."

"I think you have been doing that all along."

"I've watched Pam at work and I know the guys feel the love."

"I'm sure that there are times when fucking is just fucking. It's still good if it's what all the people involved want to do. I think it improves when the intention is to be loving, to create love and share affection. That's just me. I'm sure there are those who think I'm nuts."

Megan wrapped her arms around her Dad and the two women with her in the hot tub and said, "I think there are three women here who like the way you think."

"I'm glad."

Lee kissed each woman without hurry. Pam stayed snuggled in his lap. The women kissed and touched each other and Lee. 

Megan went home that night. She and Pete had plans for the next day. Pam, Kat and Lee slept late and didn't get dressed until three in the afternoon. They dressed and put their stuff and themselves into Lee's van. They needed to be back on base by 2000 hours. 

On the way to Point Mugu they stopped and had dinner on the beach. During dinner Lee made sure both women had his email and phone number. They made sure he had theirs. They wouldn't get their duty schedules until they got back on base so they promised to call and let him know about next weekend.

When the van stopped at the gate Lee noticed that the guard standing in the doorway of the guard building looked like the same one that had seen him pick up Kat and Pam. He saw Lee and came to attention, snapping a fine salute. Lee returned it.

Both women kissed Lee and walked onto the base. Lee smiled all the way home.



It Started in the Rain Ch. 04



4:00 pm, Monday

The phone rang. I was at my desk writing a report for a school. The sound of the phone brought me back to the office. I answered.

"Lee."

"This is Pete, Megan's boyfriend."

"Hi Pete. What can I do for you?" I wondered if this call was about to be about Megan fucking someone besides Pete last weekend.

"Lee, I had a fight with your daughter last night."

"And...?"

"And I need some advice on what to do now."

"You want Megan's Dad in the middle of this?"

"I don't know who else to talk to."

"Megan."

"That won't help. I know how she feels and it's tearing me apart."

"Stop. I'll coach you but on my turf. I don't want to know what started the fight. I don't want any of the details. I want short answers to my questions. Agreed?"

"OK."

"Whose problem is it?"

"She caused it!"

"You need to concentrate here. Listen to the question. I'm asking you whose problem is it right now?"

"Mine."

"And, who do you want to solve the problem?"

"Megan."

"Can you give one good reason why Megan should solve your problem?"

"We are in relationship?"

"Nice answer, but it won't work. If I put on a purple shirt and we are going somewhere together and you just don't like purple shirts is my shirt color my problem?"

"No. It's my problem."

"And you can ask me to please change shirts but you know I can say No. You know that the shirt is not a problem over here. It is your problem. How can you solve your problem?"

"I can stay home and not go wherever we were going."

"Any other possibilities?"

"I could decide that your shirt is not my problem and I can ignore it."

"Good. Now, since the problem you have that involves Megan is your problem what can you do to solve the problem?"

"I can let it go and try to be OK with what she told me or I can end the relationship."

"That sounds like two options at the extremes of the continuum of possibilities. Are there any other options?"

"Either I'm OK with what she said or I'm not."

"Are you?"

"No."

"Can you be?"

There was a pause. "No."

"Can you continue to live as you are living if the answer is no?"

"No."

"My coaching is this: Change how you are living. Whatever Megan said to you has altered the relationship. Women do that sometimes. Men do that sometimes. Relationships seldom stay the same for long periods of time. What do you want to happen?"

"I want her to..."

"Stop! You cannot want her to anything! That is unrealistic. The question is what are you going to do?'

"I cannot live like this. This is a deal breaker."

"Are you moving or is Megan?"

"I don't know."

"When you decide let me know. Since it sounds like you've decided to break up with my daughter I want you to know that you will be welcome at any family gathering that Megan invites you to. I will not invite you to any family activities. I will be willing to coach you anytime, but you will no longer get the family discount of 100%. Just like all my clients you will pay for every conversation of coaching up front. None of that means I think less of you or that my opinion of you has changed."

"I'll think all that over and call you after I talk with Megan."

"If it's easier just have Megan call me."

"OK. Thanks."

"You're welcome. Good-bye."

I hung up and turned back to the computer. That went well. He was being run by a belief that he picked up somewhere that told him that if Megan fucked someone that was totally unacceptable. He believed that one person should love only one person. That belief was about to cost him.

Ten minutes later the phone rang again.

"Lee."

"Megan."

"Hi Honey! What's up?"

"I think Pete is going to call you."

"No, I don't think so. He already did."

"Did he tell you about the fight?"

"No details. He wanted coaching so I gave him some. I gave him the "Whose problem is it?" talk. Now he is solving his problem. Either he will call me when it is solved or you will."

"Dad, if his solution is to break up with me I can't afford to live here alone. Can I move in with you until I can get a roommate or two?"

"You can move in with me tonight if you want. I promise you can stay a month. Anytime during that month we can talk about you living here and what that would mean for after the month. When do you want to move?"

"My car is full. I can come back tomorrow and get the rest if I can use your van. Can I come home tonight?"

"You have a key. Would you like it if I made dinner for us?"

"Yes! I'll be there in less than an hour."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

I set the timer on my desk for thirty minutes and went back to work. When the timer sounded I stopped work and went to the kitchen. I used a packaged Garlic Chicken Stir-fry as the beginning and added rice and some of my own touches. When it was done Megan walked in.

In the past our hellos were short hugs and brief kisses. This time she walked up to me, sat her purse and the bag she carried on the counter and our hug was long, intimate and the kiss insistent and probing. My how that young woman could kiss. Pete was going to miss that!

We ate and talked. She told me how she had learned some valuable lessons living with Pete, but that he wasn't as open as she was about a lot of life issues. I didn't need to know about how she told him about fucking someone else and loving someone else and Megan knew that so she didn't go there.

After we unloaded her car and put her stuff in what was a guest room we sat in the family room and talked some more. We talked about how Kat and Pam fit in my life and now hers. She told me that she had known since she was twelve that she was bi. She even told me about how she figured it out. She surprised me by telling me how she figured out what the problem was in my marriage with her mom. Neither my ex nor I had really talked with the kids about the depth of the problem between us. Megan was right on target with what she had figured out.

My ex had much the same beliefs that Pete did. I discovered that I could and did love more than one person. Some I loved and that didn't include any sexual component and some I loved and that included sexually. In my wife's eyes almost any physical contact between people not married to each other was sinful and wrong. I hugged almost everyone I knew. Our marriage ended because I would not limit my love or my physical affection to just her. I didn't commit adultery according to the law. I didn't have coitus with anyone while I was married or while they were.

10:45 pm Monday

When I saw the time I said I was going to bed. Megan just sat there looking at me. There was a question in her eyes.

"Come on. Let's shower and go to bed." Her eyes brightened and she raced me to the shower.

I noticed the bruises on her breasts as I soaped her. I remembered how Pam had put one of them there. 

"Yes, Pete saw the hickies, but only after I told him about fucking someone else."

We dried each other and went to bed. There is something so special about falling to sleep spooned up against someone you love. As I spooned against Megan's back and we started to fall asleep she said, "Daddy, I love loving you."

"You feel so good right here next to my heart. I love you too."

About 9 am, Tuesday

Morning came gently. We woke up together and took our time welcoming the new day. We slowly joined and talked while we moved in the dance that leads to a deeper connection. It was like kissing when you know the promise is for later, not right now. We didn't rush towards an orgasm. We joined as a way of being One. When we were ready to shower and start our days we kissed some dozen or more times and then got up.

In the shower Megan spoke.

"I've never done that before."

"What are you talking about?"

"We made love and neither one of us came. It was so sweet. It was gentle and loving without the urgency. Where did you learn that?"

"Bonny taught me that."

"Bonny was the woman who had MS wasn't she?"

"Yes. Fucking to climax was painful, so we learned together how to love differently. I loved the slow gentle joinings we shared."

"Joinings?"

"A word I picked up somewhere. What we just did and what Bonny and I did wasn't fucking. There is urgency in fucking. I've never liked the term making love. If the love isn't already there putting a cock in a pussy won't make it. Gently joining the bodies of two people who already love each other is joining. Joining connects people physically who are already connected in spirit."

"You really loved her, didn't you?"

"Still do."

"I'm sorry we missed the funeral."

"She knew where we were and she needed to go, not wait on our being available. I miss her. I miss your mother too. And lots of other people who were in my life and aren't as present anymore."

We exited the shower and dressed for the day. Megan took the van and went off to Pete and her apartment. I took the report to the school and came back before noon.

The rest of our week went quietly. I taught three classes and accepted two new bookings for seminars. Megan went to work each day and stopped by her apartment on her way home each day after work. 

About 6 pm, Thursday

When she got home Thursday evening she said she was finished. All her stuff was out of the apartment and she and Pete had talked.

That evening I got two calls, one from Pete and one from Kat.

Pete wanted me to tell him where Megan was staying. I asked if he thought Megan had forgotten to tell him. He said no. I asked if he thought she wanted me to tell him where she was. He thought a few seconds and said, "Probably not." 

I didn't tell him.

When Kat called I filled her in on Megan's situation and asked if she and Pam were available for this weekend. 

"I am, but Pam is working Saturday, day watch."

"So, I'll pick you up at seventeen hundred on Friday and we can pick up Pam at seventeen hundred Saturday."

"Great! But, isn't that a lot of driving for you?"

"You and Pam are both worth it! As we talk I'm thinking: what if we don't come home on Friday night but stay somewhere nearer the base until time to pick Pam up?"

"Like the No-Tell Motel?"

"No. Like a quiet little place I know of that is quite romantic as I recall reading somewhere."

"Oh, now you're talking!"

"Kat, I want you to answer from your heart. Do you want Friday night to be just you and me or do you want me to invite Megan?"

"Will she be hurt if I say I want you to myself?"

"No, I don't think so. She has been here with me every night. I think it would be just fine for her to stay behind, this time."

"What if I wanted her to come and pick me up and leave you behind?"

"Well, I know her financial situation and in that case you two will be at the No-Tell Motel."

"Oh, well that changes everything!" There was laughter in her voice. "I choose you for all the best financial reasons!"

"Seriously, if you ladies want time together without me I'm OK with that. I know that for the relationships between you to grow you'll need time together. I would like it not to be this weekend, if that's OK with you."

"This relationship is getting really serious. Sometimes I think about us and it feels like we're old married people, all comfortable and everything. Sometimes I'm aware that every part of this is new and strange and weird."

"This relationship is just as serious as you want it to be. I'm not going to marry any of you. I am loving each of you. Do you feel loved?"

"I do! That's one of the things I'm having trouble with. I've been told all the stuff about one man, one woman. Now here I am in relationship with a man and two women! Part of my brain thinks I should feel guilty and run off to a convent or something."

"What about the other part of your brain?"

"It loves when you hold me. It loves being kissed by any of you. It loves when we are together and suddenly we are all laughing together. The other part of my brain loves waking up holding and being held by people who love each other."

"How much of that feeling is available in the convent?"

"None!"

"Choose."

"I'll be at the gate at seventeen hundred with no panties on."

"Me too, Honey. See you then." We both were laughing as we hung up.

I talked with Megan about the weekend. She understood about Kat wanting some one-on-one time with me. She also was flattered that Kat wanted some one-on-one with her too.

After 11 pm, Thursday

I walked into the bedroom and found that Megan had made some changes. The sheets had been changed and the quilt that normally lived on the bed was replaced with a light down comforter. Megan had put two small tables near the bed and each had three candles on it. They were scented and the fragrance of vanilla softly filled the room. Megan was no where to be seen.

On the bed was a red bordered piece of paper that said, shower and shave please. I showered and shaved. When I walked back into the bedroom Megan was in bed, waiting for me.

I got into bed and as I leaned back onto the pillow Megan kissed me. It was a kiss that communicated passion and urgency. I gave it back to her.

The kiss ended and Megan spoke, "I want to tell you what I want. I want to be filled by you. I want to play with you and have you play with me until I explode! If I can I want to fall asleep with you still inside me."

"Since you have told me what you want let me tell you what I want. When I'm done you can tell me if you still want what you said."

I rolled over on top of Megan and kissed her neck. As I did I said, "I want to start by kissing your neck and ears."

Many minutes passed with no more words spoken. Sounds were made by both of us, but no words were spoken.

"I want to move my attentions to your chest."

Using my hands I held her by the wrists and extended her arms out away from her body. I leaned out to her right elbow and kissed the inside. Each successive kiss moved up her arm and soon I was kissing her underarm. Megan squirmed when I kissed her there. She moaned softly. She turned her head and watched me. I continued my trail of kisses up onto her chest and to her breast. I knew from the weekend before that she really liked having her nipples sucked and not so gently either.

I encircled her areola and nipple with my lips and waited. When I felt Megan lift her chest ever so slightly I sucked hard for about two seconds and released. Megan gasped and said, "Suck me!" 

Gently I sucked her in again. My tongue tip went around her nipple as I increased the pressure of my sucking. I held the pressure steady when she whimpered. I knew she was at that special place where pain and pleasure both existed together. Any more pressure and the pain would push the pleasure away.

I held on as long as I could, then the need to breathe demanded I stop. I did not release the lip lock. I took two long slow breaths through my nose and began to again suck on her areola and nipple. This time I flicked my tongue across her nipple and she moaned and said, "Yes! Oh Yes!"

I continued to hold her wrists away from her body. When I could no longer hold the pressure I released my lip lock on her. I kissed down into the valley between her breasts and up onto her left breast. With tongue tip I encircled her areola a few times  Before I took it in and began the sucking I knew she wanted.

As I increased the pressure I felt her hips begin their motion, rubbing her mons against me. I pressed back. I sucked her breast in, more than just the areola and nipple I sucked in all I could get.

"Oh Yes! Oh Daddy, I'm gonna cum! Oh, nnnnnnnoooowww!!"

Megan moved as much as she could with me on top of her. Her legs were open and I was between them. I felt a rush of wet against my lower belly and Megan went limp. I released her wrists and my lip lock on her breast. As she calmed I rested my head between her breasts. I listened and felt her heart beat.

We talked softly as her breathing and heart rate slowed. She wondered out loud about how being with me like this was going to affect her future. Especially her future with other men and women.

"Are you wondering if you can have a successful relationship after being loved by me?"

"I know I can love someone else too. I already have. I love Pete. But Pete doesn't love like you do."

"You may not want to hear this Sweetheart, but most women who want to really be loved need to teach the men in their lives how to do it."

"Why?"

"Women are put together differently than men. Men aren't as naturally interested in the relationship as women. No, I said that inaccurately. Men aren't as interested in the kind of relationship that women are interested in having. Years before your brother got married he told me he wanted a son. He wanted to play catch, teach his son about baseball, do stuff together. He never said he wanted a wife, home, two car garage, washer and dryer. Your sister told me about her someday husband when she was seven! She told me about their home, yard and color scheme before she had ever been on a date."

"She got all that stuff too."

"And a husband who doesn't pay attention to her."

"He is a dick!"

"No. He is the man biology and training have him be. His biology has him interested in the things he's interested in. His training, or lack of it, have him ignoring what his wife craves."

"Could you help him?"

"I could, if that was what he wanted. It isn't. We had a conversation last Thanksgiving about their marriage. He wants her to be happy without him doing anything. In that way he's a lot like your Pete. Pete wants you to be happy without him having to do anything he isn't already doing."

"As if."

"Whoa. Don't be angry at Pete. I've been saying for over twenty years that if women don't like the men they have they need to look at the way they raise their sons. In some measure Pete is just the way his Mom, his grandmother and aunts raised him to be. Biology has a huge influence as well but men can be socialized to be more than the animals they were born as."

"I met grandma a few times. She didn't make you who you are. She didn't know much about relationships or love. I never felt that she loved anyone."

"In my case I must have had a dose of the more female hormones as a baby along with somehow noticing that there was something missing in my life."

"Is that why we were raised so differently than any of our friends?"

"Yes. I wanted you to grow up knowing that I love you. I made lots of mistakes I'm sure but they were mistakes that still headed you toward the conclusion that I love you."

"Daddy, would you lay beside me?"

As soon as I did Megan slid down and stroked me until I was hard. She slowly buried me in her pussy and then rocked back and forth. Not hurried, not urgent. Her hands pressed on my shoulders and she looked in my eyes. I held her hips with feather touch. 

We rocked like that for a long time. Gradually I felt her arousal growing. I focused on my mantra, thought over and over in my head, "I will love you every moment." She leaned over a little more so the contact of her clit was stronger on me.

That put her breasts right in front of my face. I lifted my head towards her right nipple and took it in my mouth. I sucked, not as hard as earlier, but strongly. Megan pressed her breast into my face and her orgasm took over.

Megan held my head, slammed her pussy tight against me, her inner walls gripped me and I flooded her. She shook and the collapsed. I wrapped my arms around her and within seconds she was asleep.

A couple hours later she woke up, still on my chest.

"Daddy. We need to shower and I need to pee."

We did all that and changed the sheets. When we were back in bed she said, "I'm so happy I want to cry."

I wrapped her in my arms, kissed her neck and slowly fell asleep.

Friday 

As I came awake I realized I was alone. Megan had dressed and eaten and left without waking me. The clock showed 09:23am. I left the warmth and comfort for a shower and clothes. There were, as they say, places to go and people to see.




It Started in the Rain Ch. 04



Before I left the house I packed some clothes for the weekend and called my friend Richard. Richard lives in Ojai and knows everyone in town who has been there more than a month. I told him I was looking for a nice place to stay that wouldn't kill my wallet and would be a bit romantic. He said he would call me on my cell when he had things arranged. He also wanted to know details of who the new woman in my life was and how long she had been in my life. I told him that if he was nice he would get to meet her at dinner. 

I put my bag in my Honda and went back in the house for a couple of CD's to listen to when the phone rang. It was Kat. Her relief knew she was running away with me for the evening so had called to say she was taking over at 1430 instead of 1630. Kat wanted to know if I could pick her up at 1445. I said I would be there; smiling.

Ten minutes later I was on the road. My cell rang at 1430. It was Richard. We had reservations for both a suite at one of the great places in Ojai and a quiet restaurant in town. Dinner was at 1800. Actually that's a translation. Richard said our reservations were for six o'clock. Spending time with and thinking about Kat and Pam had my head back on military time. I had even wondered a couple of times what time it was GMT.

Richard wouldn't tell me where either reservation was. That way he insured that we would have dinner with him and he would get to meet Kat. I said we would meet him at his business at 1730. He wanted to know what time that was. 5:30.

As I pulled to the gate Kat was standing just inside the gate still in her whites. Her bag in her left hand she returned the guard's salute and headed for my car. I got out, opened the trunk and my arms. Kat tossed her bag in beside mine and gave me a brief kiss. I walked her to the passenger door and held it open for her. After she was seated I closed the door and started to turn towards my door. The guard snapped to attention and threw me a salute and a smile. I took that as a gesture of respect and maybe a little admiration and returned it.

We headed north. We had never been north of the gate together.

"Hi Lee. Have I told you that I love you today?"

"You mean with words?"

Kat's face lit up with a wonderful smile. "Yes, with words."

"In that case, I don't think you have. The worse part is that I have been equally remiss in taking any opportunity to vocalize my deep and abiding feelings for you. May I, with your permission, rectify that depressing situation by telling you at this very moment that I love you?"

"Oh yes, dear Sir, please do."

"I love you and every bra you own."

"Just my bras?" Kat's smile was lighting up the area. Her posture had shifted so her breasts were quite prominent. Somehow she had opened a button at the top of her uniform. The creamy skin that showed flowed into the lacy edge of her white bra. I was faced with the challenge of driving safely or looking at the scenery of her cleavage. I smiled and watched the road, while I reached into her Navy uniform and played with her warm skin.

At the turn of the freeway by the sign that said "Ojai" Kat smiled. I drove up the canyon to Ojai pointing out some of the things to see. As we got closer to Ojai Kat asked, "Why are we going to Ojai?"

"I have a friend who lives here. He wants us to have dinner with him. He got us a really good deal on a place to stay for the night. Ojai is 36 miles from the base."

"Your friend has a name?"

"Richard."

"He knows about us?"

"He knows I am no longer alone."

"Does he know just how not alone you are?"

"Richard knows that I am bringing a woman I care for up to Ojai tonight. That's all he knows."

"But he has been your friend for a long time?"

"About fifteen years."

"How soon will we be in town?"

"How soon do you need to be there?"

"Oh, a bathroom would be nice. I'd like to get out of uniform before I meet people, if that would be alright with you."

I pulled off the highway at the car wash. I knew from other trips up to Ojai that they kept the bathrooms spotlessly clean. Kat buttoned her uniform, grabbed her bag from the trunk and went inside. I waited. Five minutes later Kat was back, wearing jeans, hiking boots, and a western shirt. Damn, that woman looked good!

As she got into the car I asked, "Are you hungry?"

"No. A bit thirsty."

"They have sodas, juices and water inside. Can I get you anything?"

Two bottles of water later we were on our way. I drove through town and towards the "mountains" beyond. The locals call them mountains but I'm from Colorado. To be a mountain it needs snow on it at least five months a year. These are green to the top, all year.

Just as the road starts to get serious about going up there are orange groves on both sides of the road. I stopped the car. We gathered some of the fallen oranges. The owner of these trees is a friend of Richards and he said I could collect as many of the fallen as I wanted. I gathered as many as I could carry and dumped them on the floor behind the front seats. Now the car would smell good for the rest of the weekend. Kat had never been in an orange grove before so she wandered among the trees and smelled the wonderful smell of thousands of oranges. These groves were filled with oranges that were about the size of softballs and each tree held hundreds.

Back in the car Kat picked one and peeled it. She fed me sections and she ate one, gave me one, ate one until the orange was gone.

"Free giant oranges! Life is good!"

"It's good to have friends."

At the top of the "mountain" we stopped at a retreat center and wandered their grounds. We found a water fountain and Kat washed the orange juice off her hands and face. The retreat buildings were closed but the view and the gardens were available and Kat thought them special. We found a bench to sit on and while we looked at the valley below we also spent some time getting physically reacquainted. 

At five we loaded back into the car and drove into town. I had Kat call Richard on my cell and ask him if he was at his business or wanted us to meet him at a restaurant. He wanted us to come to his business. He wanted to ask Kat lots of questions but she quickly ended the call.

"He has lots of questions."

"Only answer the one's you want to. He only asks because he loves me, worries about me and knows it has been a long time since I was with someone. You can tell him anything you are comfortable with. Know this as well, he is very good friends with a woman we have both been in relationship with. He will probably call her tonight after we go to the hotel and tell her everything."

I parked in from of Richard's business. A small house with a sign out front that said, "Richard's Design and Art." As we stepped out Richard came out of his shop and with him came Madaline the woman I had just spoken of.

Introductions were made and we all got into Richard's four-door truck and went to dinner. On the way Kathleen answered their questions with a guarded openness that I found myself admiring. Every time I attempted to jump in and help her either Madaline or Richard would deftly reroute the question back to Kathleen.

Dinner was served to us within a minute after we arrived at the restaurant. The table was on a wide porch of what appeared to be a huge home. We never saw a menu. Richard knew all of us except Kathleen well. I was served water with ice and lemon and a glass of Diet Coke. Madaline got her pinot grigot; Richard had a frosty mug and a bottle of some foreign beer. The waiter asked Kathleen what she wanted to drink. A chardonnay.

As we ate dessert a trio began to play inside the restaurant. Madaline took Kathleen and off they went to the bathroom. I asked Richard if he wanted to go to the men's room and pee with me. He declined. When the ladies returned I danced with Madaline and Richard danced with Kathleen.

"Lee, she is delightful!"

"So, does that mean you approve?"

"I just want you to be happy. If it's with her, that's great."

"From the moment we met there has been something special about her."

"Have you been in her bed?"

"No. She has been in mine."

"So she knows." A statement, not a question.

"Knows?"

"That you eat pussy better than any other man."

"That bit of expert evaluation can only come from someone with vast experience in the field of research. I don't honestly think she has done enough research to make the statement."

"I have been eaten on every continent on the planet and for over forty years and I can tell her, you are the best!"

"Thank you. I can tell you that of the small number of pussies I have enjoyed yours is certainly one of the best tasting, most memorable and sweetest."

The music ended and we turned to go back to our table. Kathleen asked, "What were you two talking about? I couldn't even get your attention."

Madaline answered, "We were talking about eating pussy. Lee is the best in the world."

Kathleen brightened, "Oh God, I don't know about the whole world but he's the best I've even been with!"

"Thank you ladies."

"And I'm still chopped liver?" Richard said, looking downcast.

"Richard, if you weren't nearly perfect I wouldn't have come all the way fro Canada to spend a week in your bed."

"OK. I feel better." Madaline kissed Richard and I kissed Kathleen. The music resumed and we danced a couple more dances. Richard then told us our reservations were at the Ojai Valley Inn. That is the finest place in Ojai and way out of what I usually am willing to pay for a night's lodging.

"Whoa. How much for this room?"

"Not a room, a suite. All you pay is the tax. Tonight will cost you less than a room at the Motel 6 in Ventura."

He handed me the key and we left the restaurant. We never got a bill. Richard either paid, would pay, or somehow the meal was free. It is good to have friends.

We parted with hugs, kisses, and whispers from Madaline. I don't know what she said to Kathleen but to me she said, "I'm wet thinking about being eaten by you." I bit her ear, kissed her neck and let her go, laughing. If men got wet thinking about being with someone the memories of my nights with Madaline would have had me dripping.

I started the car and as we pulled from the curb Kat said, "You love her, don't you?"

"From the first day I met her, many years ago."

"Why aren't you together?"

"Her life is in motion and so is mine. Her's swirls one way and mine another. I love her and she loves me. Being together is what is tough. She needs to be in Canada now, and I need to be right here."

"In my past I would have seen her as a threat. It is obvious that she wants you. I'm not threatened. If you had invited her to our room tonight I wouldn't have been upset. She isn't a threat."

"Neither is Pam or Megan."

"Oh I know that!"

We rode along in silence until Kat's cell rang. I gathered that the call was from Pam. A minute into the call that was confirmed.

"Just a sec, I'll ask Lee. Lee, Pam wants to know if we can be at the base at eleven hundred hours tomorrow. There is someone she wants you to meet and the two want to have a meeting with us."

"You know what about?"

"No. Can we do it?"

"Eleven hundred? We can do it." Kat told her we were staying at the Ojai Valley Inn and gave her the room number, hung up, and we parked. I carried both bags and Kat carried the key. We went to the suite and I was blown away! The suite had a living room, an office with desk and two chairs, a huge bathroom with big shower and a Jacuzzi tub, and a bedroom with two king sized beds. I knew the entire Inn is in Mexican/southwestern theme, I just had never seen inside a suite. Browns and golds, dark wood furniture and tile floors. From our bedroom two French doors opened to a patio that was private and had a view out into the valley.

Kat went onto the patio and looked out into the valley. There were very few lights. I followed her out and held her.

"Lee, I've been thinking."

"I know. Your thoughts are almost loud enough for me to hear, but not quite."

"When I went to school I knew what I wanted to be doing in five years. When I joined the Navy I knew what I wanted to do for the next six years. Now, I'm not sure what I'm going to be doing in five years."

'In the Navy?"

"I don't know. When I thought men were all the same I knew I could do OK without one. I could be a Navy nurse and take care of sailors and feel really good about who I am and what I do. Now, I'm not so sure anymore. If there are men who really love women then I want that in my life. I now know that there is one, you, and that means there are probably others."

"Kat, I am honored that you think so highly of me after such a short time. I'm not all that good. I do all or at least many of the things that women find annoying. At times I am rude."

Kat laughed. "We know. Pam and I talked with Megan and one of the things she mentioned and that all three of us laugh about is that you... pass gas right after you fall asleep. You can't fake going to sleep. We'd know."

"I do? How embarrassing."

"There isn't anything to be done about it. It's just funny. Pan and I are nurses we know that men all have more gas than women do. Not a big deal. In most other ways you are less like other men than anyone I've ever known."

"Can you give me one way that I am so different?"

"Easy. Tomorrow is Super Bowl Sunday. You don't care. Every man in America seems to care, except you."

"I'm sure I'm not the only man who doesn't care. I'd watch the game if I didn't have three beautiful women in my life and other things that are or would be higher on my list of things to do."

"You just made my point! There are millions of men who have wonderful women in their lives and they choose football over those women. You don't. You don't even see being with any of us as a sacrifice! You'd rather be with us! That's different!"

"Oh. I can't argue with you there. It seems that for most men the Super Bowl is a really big deal."

"Now, I'm tired and I want to curl up with you in one of those big beds and I want to fall asleep in your arms, after. Can we do that?"

"Are you telling me there is a man somewhere in the world who would say no to an invitation like that?"

"If the Super Bowl was about to start, YES!"

"I need to talk to more men. That isn't healthy."

Kat took my hand and led me into the suite. Seconds later she did something magical and our clothes were in a pile near the bed, the bed was turned down and we were kissing.

Very soon after that she relaxed and allowed me to wave my magic wand and perform some magic of my own. As we joined I was aware that we were not fucking. There was something deeper to this connection. We seemed to be in sync. Somehow every move Kat made was matched, without thinking, by my body. Kat wrapped her legs around me and used them to draw me in deeper each stroke. I held her hips with both hands and drove in hard and withdrew slowly. Our moans and gasps were together and grew as we reached for our combined climax. It came and we did, together. The pulsing of my release and the contractions within her vaginal walls were together.

Kat's legs relaxed and relaxed their hold on my hips. I leaned down more onto her body and we kissed. I could feel her nipples touching my chest and the press of her breasts. I moved down just a little and kissed all around her neck and shoulders. Her skin has a soft quality and a smell that is intoxicating. My lips and my nose love being so close to her.

A gentle nudge and I refocused and moved down a little more, taking in the smell, taste and feel of Kat's breasts. I noticed that when I am with Kat she always has breasts, until I take one in my mouth and then suddenly, she has tits. I love the texture of her areola and nipples in my mouth. The areola puckers and becomes stiff and as it does the nerves become more sensitive. The smell of Kat's tits is subtle and isn't perfume or soap, It is Kat. 

Another nudge and again I move lower. Some women I have known didn't like me giving much attention to their belly. They never said so but I had the feeling that because they thought they needed to lose some weight that they didn't want me paying attention to their flabby areas. Kat wasn't one of those women. She also wasn't ticklish. I kissed and moved lower, kissed and moved lower, kissed and probed her belly-button, and moved lower. Kat held my head with both hands. My hands held her tits and gently played with her nipples.

When I moved low enough that my kisses were at the top of Kat's crease she opened her legs wide and put her feet on my back. Her message was quite clear, "Eat me." Again, the smell of her, that taste of her, the feel of her are so Kat, so perfect for her, so addicting. I indulged my addiction and savored every part of Kat that my hands, arms, face, lips, tongue and nose could enjoy. She shifted the placement of her feet on my back and I noticed that I was really enjoying the feel of her feet on my back!

I lapped in her juices combined with mine. I used the tip of my tongue to stroke her moist tissues from her opening to the nub that caused a gasp when I touched it. Kat's hands held my head tighter and tighter as her body began to tremble. I stopped touching her clit at all. My tongue touched all around her opening and then went up just a tiny bit to the tiny opening to her urethra. When I stuck my tongue there Kat moaned a different moan, deeper. 

Kat was shaking harder and I knew she was close. Her hands stopped holding my head and held my hair, pulling my face into her pussy. I had that deliciously threatening feeling that I might suffocate in her pussy and die, but "what a way to go!"

I took her clit into my mouth and flicked my tongue around it, sucking gently. That was enough. Kat came for me and flooded my face with more of her sweet juices. I drank from her and smiled. This is the heaven all those celibate priests were wishing for.

My head rested just above her pussy as we calmed down. I could still enjoy the smell of Kat and the heat of her. When she had calmed enough she said, "We need a shower and then some snuggle."

We jumped from the bed and went to the shower. It was plenty big enough for both of us and we spent enough time in the hot water that we got very clean and played around a little too. I dried Kat and she dried me with a few kisses added to the enjoyment.

The walk between the bathroom and the bed was about ten feet. When we were half-way there was a knock. A single knock.

"It's Madaline!" Kat said.

"You think?"

"Open the door and we'll know."

"Want a robe?"

"Open the door! She's seen a naked woman before and she's seen you too."

I opened the door. It was Madaline. She had a small suitcase and she walked right in when I opened the door. Just inside the door she dropped the suitcase to the floor, looked at us both and said, "Please close the door."

"I knew it was you!" Kat exclaimed.

"I'm glad you did. Two hours ago I didn't know I'd be here. Is it OK? I know this is special time for the two of you... "

"I think Kathleen expected you."

"Stop the Kathleen. This is Madaline. I'm Kat. I did expect you."

"Why?"

"I saw the way you looked at Lee during dinner. I listened to you when we went to the ladies room. So, I have a request. Why don't you strip off those clothes with our help and why don't we make... why don't we join with you in bed?"

"You were going to say make love weren't you?"

"Not any more. Hanging out with Lee changes the way you talk, the way you think..."

"And the way you enjoy sex!" Madaline was naked and jumped to the center of the bed. "Oooo, there's a wet spot! Someone has already enjoyed themselves."

She motioned to both of us and said, "My turn!"

The contrast between Kat and Madaline was striking. Madaline was taller by three or maybe four inches, she had rust colored hair and Kat's is a milk chocolate color, Madaline has C-cup surgically enhanced tits and Kat has small B-cup natural breasts. Madaline is over fifty and while she looks very fit it is tough being naked a foot away from a twenty-something fit woman.




It Started in the Rain Ch. 04



Madaline kissed me and played with the hair on my chest. She kissed me again and said, to Kat, "I haven't been in bed like this in many years, pardon me if I don't quite know how this is done."

"There are no rules, Madaline. The idea is for you to get what you need and want. I think Lee would agree that for the next while this is about you. If you want your breasts sucked we will suck breasts, if you want me to go in the bathroom and read, I'll go."

"What I want is to be kissed and held and eaten until I explode!"

Neither Kat nor I moved. After a few seconds Madaline realized that we were waiting for personal instructions. She looked at Kat, "Honey, do you kiss women you've just met?"

"Let's find out!"

Both women turned on their sides to face each other. Kat held Madaline's face in her hands and they kissed. In the second kiss they moved closer together and I saw their nipples touch. Madaline put her right leg up over Kat's hip. I repositioned myself so I was behind Madaline and my head was lying on her left inner thigh. When my head touched her leg I heard her moan. I knew I was on the right path.

I could smell both women's arousal. I shifted again and my face was in Madaline's pussy. I wrapped both women with my left arm and held them close to me. My hand held Kat's ass cheek. I licked, nipped, and otherwise enjoyed Madaline's pussy for the first time in four years. I once again discovered that Madaline has lips, pussy lips, extending almost an inch from her pussy when she is turned on. My memory is good enough that I remembered also that she loves having those lips sucked and pulled. I love doing it so once again I was in heaven, the heaven created between the legs of women.

As I ate and they kissed I moved my hand from Kat's ass up and between them. I found I could stimulate their tits at the same time. I put my hand between them and the palm of my hand rubbed Madaline's nipple and tit and the back of the same hand rubbed across Kat's tit in the same way. 

I felt Madaline begin to internally shudder. I moved my hand again from their tits down to Kat's pussy. My fingers found her slippery and welcoming. She moaned into Madaline's mouth when I touched her clit.

Madaline shuddered harder and Kat shuddered too. They were pushing each other and I was pushing both of them toward the release Madaline craved.

Just as Madaline lost control and her orgasm took over I remembered that when Madaline has an orgasm you can't sleep in the bed that night. She soaks everything. My memory was accurate. Kat had never experienced being drenched from the waist down by another woman's cumming. When it happened she started laughing.

She tried to stop. It didn't work. It did get me laughing and then Madaline too.

We showered, laughed, dried each other, laughed, opened the other bed and laughed at the mess the first bed had become. We got in the bed, with me in the middle, and soon were asleep. 

At nine in the morning the phone rang. Madaline was closest so she answered. It was our wake up call. She hung up and said, "I love hotels. I get calls from a computer telling me to wake up."

Before any of us could get up the phone rang again. Madaline answered. She said, "Hello." There was a pause and then she said, "Kat, it's for you," and handed over the phone.

I didn't hear what was said when Kat said "Hello" but a few seconds later Kat started to laugh and handed the phone to me.

I said, "Hello?"

It was Pam. "What is going on over there? Who answered the phone? Why is Kat laughing?" She took a breath so I answered.

"We are waking up so we can meet you, Madaline, and Kat's laughing at the funny situation."

"Who is Madaline? What's funny?" Pam sounded really on edge.

"Whoa Honey. Take a deep breath. Everything is fine. We will be dressed and at the base on time. We'll explain Madaline to you then, but she's a really good friend and you'll like her. OK?"

"Did she spend the night with you?"

"Part of it. It's OK I've known Madaline since you were in middle school. She's a good friend."

"Am I still coming with you tonight?"

"I know I'm looking forward to it. Want me to ask Kat?"

"No. I'm afraid."

"Don't be. I love you. Kat loves you. Megan loves you. Hell, Madaline hasn't even met you and she loves you. Relax."

"Lee, you don't know what my insides did when it wasn't Kat or you who answered! First I thought I got the wrong room, and then Kat answered! Oh my God!"

"Another deep breath would be good. Keep breathing. We will be at the base on time if we can get up, get dressed and eat. We're only forty minutes from the base. You can call us every fifteen minutes on the cell if that will help. I love you."

"OK, I feel better. I'll be fine. Good-bye."

I hung up. Kat had taken Madaline into the bathroom and explained who Pam was and when I came into the bathroom Madaline kissed me and said, "You really do live what you say don't you?"

"It may not be the easiest way to live but it is the best!" I hugged them both and kissed them both. That they got my attention was becoming more than evident.

Madaline took my attention in hand and said to Kat, "If y'all don't want to be late you shower, I'll take care of this and then Lee can shower." 

Kat turned on the shower and Madaline dropped to her knees. She sucked me until I was good and hard and then offered me her rear view. I knew that Madaline never offered her ass so I didn't go there. I did slide right in to her wet pussy and holding her hips I fucked her hard and fast. I didn't last long, but that wasn't the goal. When I came I held my cock deep inside her and enjoyed the feelings. She wiggled her ass and enjoyed herself too.

Kat left the water running so when I pulled out of Madaline I went right into the shower. Madaline talked with Kat while I quickly showered and when I got out, Madaline went in. Madaline had one more night in California and she would be spending it with Richard. She told Kat that if we wanted we could call Richard's cell phone and they would meet us for dinner again. Kat said that would depend on how Pam was doing.

We left Madaline in the suite and headed for a quick breakfast and the base. 



It Started in the Rain Ch. 05



As much as I might want my chapters to stand alone well, I think they work much better together. This story contains oral, coitus, threesomes, polyamory, and romance.

Instead of parking my car near the gate of Point Mugu Naval Station this time I pulled up to the gate. My watch read 1050. We were ten minutes early for our meeting. Kat showed the guard her ID and I showed my driver's license. He checked his clip board and told Kat where we were to go. We were waved in and Kat directed the drive. It wasn't far.

As I parked Pam came out of the building, still in her whites. When she was ten feet from me I asked, "Can I hug you when you're in uniform?"

"Not really, but I'm glad you want to." Her smile showed that she wasn't fine yet. She ushered us inside and to a conference room. Seated inside were two officers. One with a rank I couldn't identify and one with silver eagles on his shoulders. A Captain in the Navy. They stood as we entered and I suddenly had the feeling I was supposed to salute. I knew that wasn't true, but I had the feeling.

As we sat Kat whispered, "The Captain is the base psychiatrist."

"Good morning," the Captain said, "I'm Captain Abraham Evans and this is Commander Cross. I'm glad you could meet with us this morning. I know that you don't know why you are here and I need to say some things before we get to the real meat of this meeting. Please bare with me.

The subject of this meeting is beyond being classified. If it gets out it could ruin more than one career. I don't want that to happen. I don't think any of you do either."

Heads nodded all round.

"So I must ask each of you to promise me that nothing that is said here or that may happen after this meeting will ever be spoken of outside this room. If any action is to be taken by you it must be without official sanction or even official knowledge. Is that understood?"

We nodded.

"I need you to say it."

Kat said, "I understand and I agree."

Pam said, "I understand and I agree."

I said, "I understand and I agree."

"Thank you. Now, to the crux of it. We have some marines and sailors here who were hurt during hostilities in other parts of the world. We do our best to heal them in both body and mind. I think we do an exceptional job with most of them. It is the others that have us puzzled. We heal their bodies but their minds don't seem to be making the trip back to us."

The Captain took a breath and Commander Cross took over speaking. Commander Cross was a woman, about forty, short straight dark brown hair, blue eyes with glasses and a starched crisp white uniform.

"Just yesterday I was working with Lt. Dalby," she pointed at Pam, "and we were talking about one of our boys. He is healing well from the car bomb that sent him back to the states but he isn't healing mentally. Pam, Lt. Dalby, found out from his roommate that right before he was sent here he had a visit from his fiancé. Two days later he got a Dear John letter. His roommate says he reads the letter every day. He says he has no reason to go on. He says that while he hasn't read the letter he has been told that the reason she broke off the engagement was that she didn't want to marry damaged goods."

Pam took over the speaking, "I went in and talked with... Pete. His name is Pete Alcord. I went in yesterday to take vitals and he was sitting there and he wasn't crying but his eyes were full. I joked with him, like I do with all my boys and he didn't respond. I made a motion to his roomie and he left. I sat on the edge of Pete's bed and asked what was going on. At first he didn't want to talk, but he started and his story seemed to gush out of him. He does feel like damaged goods. The scars will show every time he wears shorts or goes without a shirt. He hasn't lost sexual function but he did lose one testicle and there are lots of scars in his genital area. One thing he said was, "No normal woman is ever going to want to be in bed with me." I told him that wasn't true and he said, "Nurses don't count. You aren't normal, wanting to take care of damaged people."

I spoke up. "OK I think we have the story. Why are we here?"

Captain Evans answered me. "You're here because the conversation between Lt. Dalby and Commander Cross has sparked an idea. We want to see what you, a civilian and someone who works with people in the area of sexuality, thinks of the idea."

"I can already tell you. That man needs to get laid, and with someone who is not a nurse!"

"Exactly!" Captain Evans smiled and so did Commander Cross.

"There's more, isn't there?"

"Yes." Pam said. "We can't put an ad in the paper saying emotionally fragile man needs pretty woman to have sex with him. We thought, no, I thought that maybe we could set things up so that we took him home, to your home, and maybe there could be someone there who would like him and maybe even bed him."

"Please! The only woman in my home who isn't a nurse is my daughter! You think she would be interested in a mercy fuck? You think Pete would take one?"

"No. No. Not a mercy fuck. Maybe not Megan. You know lots of women. Aren't there some who might like Pete and who, if they did like him, would take him to bed and give him the therapy he needs?"

My mind suddenly had five names on a list. I did know five women who would play in this game. They would get laid, have fun, and feel good about themselves and their service to the country as well. Damn! It was crazy, but it would probably work.

"How are we going to get Pete to my house for the weekend?"

"I have that worked out." Captain Evans took over. "We will be painting his room and we only have one unused bed. We are letting his roomie have that bed so we can keep an eye on the infection he still has. We found someone in the community willing to have a guest for the weekend. You are that someone. We will even be sending a nurse along to make sure he's OK."

"I'd buy that. OK. Next weekend?"

"Yes! I'm sure you understand that when you recruit whoever you recruit for this they cannot know what we are doing. If word of this ever got out I would be doing psychotherapy on Mars. You would be invited on the Jerry Springer show and these ladies would be branded sluts by the media."

"We all have good reasons to save Pete and to keep this very quiet," I said.

"Can you arrange to pick Pete and Lt. Dalby up next Friday afternoon?"

"What about me?" asked Kat."

"You will be working next weekend. It just worked out that way. Lt. Dalby was on this weekend, you will be on next."

"OK." 

It was clear that Kat wasn't too happy. I'd do something to make it hurt a little less, as soon as I thought of what that might be.

The meeting was over. I knew that because Captain Evans shook my hand and said "Thank you" to the three women, then he was gone.

"Are you free to go now?" I asked Pam. She looked at Commander Cross and she nodded.

"Wait here. I'll grab my bag and we can go." I couldn't answer, she was gone.

"You must be a very unusual man."

"Thank you. I think I am. Kathleen told me recently that I am so we are building a consensus in that direction."

"I have arranged for you to have a base pass so that you can drive onto and off the base easily. Just put this decal on your bumper and fill out this card and it's done. From now on you can pick your passengers up inside the gate rather than waiting outside."

It was obvious that Commander Cross was choosing her words very carefully. I wondered why.

"Commander, I wonder if I might ask you for a big privilege?" She nodded. "I am not in the military. Haven't been in over thirty years. If it's possible I'd rather we used our names rather than always calling you commander and referring to Lt. Dalby and Lt. Walters can't we allow that when we are dealing with me she is Pam and she (pointing at Kat) is at least Kathleen?"

"Yes, that makes sense. Even if it hadn't been quite that long I know the Air Force isn't as formal as the Navy tends to be. I am Corine."

"Do you have a car, Corine?"

"Yes."

"Then I recommend that some time between tomorrow and Friday you drive down to my home and spend some time there. I want you to see where this special project will be happening. That way when Pete talks to you about his weekend you can honestly tell him you had checked it out ahead of having him stay with me."

Pam was back. I gave my business card to Corine and she gave me hers. We said our good-byes to Corine and she watched us drive away. At the gate the Marine snapped us a salute as we passed through. That felt good.

Fifty yards outside the gate I didn't turn onto the road that would have taken us to my home. I kept going straight. 

"Are we going to Ojai?" Pam asked.

"I hope so," Kat answered, "I left my other clothes there."

"Is Madaline still in the room?"

"No. She is with Richard. He's a good friend of mine and they are lovers. I told her that if Richard and she want they can call us and maybe we will share dinner with them tonight."

"Maybe?"

"It's your call. Even if we do share dinner Madaline is spending the night, the whole night, with Richard. If I know Richard he may invite Kat to join them if we have dinner together."

Kat spoke up from the back seat, "How would you feel about that?"

"Are you asking if I would be jealous?"

"Yeah, I guess I am."

"I am male. Men are biologically constructed to want many women to impregnate. There is a biological mechanism that rebels at the thought of some other man depositing his seed in you. I am stronger that that biological mechanism. Part of how I can do that is that I know he's not going to get you pregnant. I also know I'm not going to impregnate anyone. If you choose to go home with Richard and share their bed I will be OK. It won't hurt our relationship."

"God, you are so strange."

"Is that good?"

"Any other man would have said Yes or No and stopped talking. You tell me your thinking about it, your thought process. Is there anything you haven't thought through?"

"Lots of things, but not in the area of relationships. They are what my life is about. Ask me about what car to buy. I have some stray thoughts that are as likely to be wrong as right. Ask me about love, sex, or relationships and now I have opinions and some solid research to back up my thinking."

"If Richard invites me, do you want me to go?"

"No. However, maybe we should also be asking Pam. She might want some one-on-one time and want you to accept Richard's invitation."

"No, I don't. I love you both and the best feeling I've ever had was when the three of us woke up holding each other. Last night I was sitting at the nurse's station and I was thinking about what I was missing. What I was missing was touching and being touched by both of you."

Pam started unbuttoning her uniform. She asked Kat to get her a shirt and pants from the bag. She was tired of being in uniform. She stripped down to bra and panties and then dressed in a nice long sleeved shirt and Levis. Kat handed Pam her athletic shoes and she put those on too. 

"I think that tonight we just might have Pam sleep in the middle," Kat said.

"Good idea." I waited a few seconds and asked, "How well do you two know Corine?'

"I didn't know her name was Corine."

"Neither did I."

"When did you talk to her about the Plan?"

"Yesterday in the late afternoon. Why?"

"She said something that let me know she is smart, through and likes mental games."

"What did she say?"

"I asked if we could use our names rather than ranks and surnames. She responded that that would be Ok in that the Air Force wasn't as formal as the Navy."

"I didn't know you had been in the Air Force," Pam said.

"She did her homework. One of the guards at the gate probably wrote down my license number when I picked you up. She did some research. She knows where I live; she knows I was in the Air Force and even knows a little about what I did during my Air Force time. She communicated all that in one throw away statement. It was also a test. She wants to know if I will catch what she did."

"I hate to change the subject but I'm hungry. Can we stop somewhere and have lunch?"

We were in Camarillo so I got off the freeway and found a western BBQ restaurant I knew of and we ate there. Both women had a bbq'ed chicken salad and I had half a rack of baby back ribs. Two men sitting at a table not far from us looked at me strangely when Kat said, "Bathroom break," and Kat and Pam both kissed me as they left. I could almost hear them thinking, "What's that old guy doing with two beautiful women." If they only knew the truth!

When we got back in the car after lunch Pam spoke up.

"I've wanted to ask before now, but what are the oranges doing on the floor?"

"Do you like oranges?" I asked.

"Yes, if they're juicy."

Kat held up three and said, "Choose."

"I just had a big salad."

"We'll share one."

"OK." She picked one. Kat started peeling. The smell of orange filled the car. Pam got the first section.

"Oh my, that's really good! Where did you get these?"

"Found them."

"Can we find some more, Daddy? Can we?"

I love the sound of both of them laughing. I also knew that if Megan was with us she would be right there in the game too. I smiled. I've always liked the feeling of being Daddy. We rolled through town and Kat pointed to the things she remembered from yesterday and soon I was parking the car next to the orange groves.

We left with ten more oranges. We ate another one. Pam peeled and fed us slices while I drove. At the top of the "mountain" we washed up, walked around and found ourselves at the bench where Kat and I had spent some time the day before. I made sure Pam sat in the middle of the bench and that we spent time snuggling her.

"Lee, will you make love to us tonight?" Pam asked.

"No," I said, softly.

"No! Why not?"

"It isn't the act I object to, it's the words. I love you already. Putting my penis in you won't increase that. We won't make any more love than already exists. We will join. We can come together in ways that deepen our connectedness, bind us together in spirit. That is joining. I am happy to join with you any time or place that won't get us arrested, sun burnt or drown."

"You're right Kat. He thinks about relationships all the time."

"I think about these relationships a lot. I want this experience to benefit each of us in every other relationship we ever are in. Like the ones you have with Abraham and Corine. Like the one you have with Madaline and Richard."

"Does Richard believe what you do about relationships?"

"Richard doesn't believe what I believe. He sees some personal advantage to going along with what I believe and what Madaline believes, but he doesn't believe in love and life and relationships like I do."

"He didn't have much trouble letting Madaline come spend most of the night with us last night."

"If he had trouble with that he would be telling Madaline that he wanted something more in their relationship, like exclusivity. He wants to be free to have anyone in his bed. He does not want a commitment. As long as he doesn't have a problem with Madaline loving me he gets a great bed partner whenever she comes by."

"That means that Madaline doesn't believe as you do either."

"Closer than Richard. She isn't afraid of commitment. A few years ago I had a tough time. My health and my life went in the wastebasket. Madaline came from wherever she was and stayed with me and cared for me until I got back up. She loves me, cares for me and is committed to my life being great. Richard didn't even visit."

"This is a lot to think about. I used to think about being in love, being in relationship, being married. Hell, on paper I was married. Now I'm swimming in my thoughts about this, whatever this is. I know I don't fully understand what this is but I know I love being here. I have no idea where this is going or even if there is somewhere for it to go."

"Pam, take a deep breath. When the water gets deep and you start wondering if you can swim repeat this mantra, 'I am totally and unconditionally loved." Say it."

"I am totally and unconditionally loved."

"Kat."

"I am totally and unconditionally loved."

"Again."

"I am totally and unconditionally loved."

"Again."

"I am totally and unconditionally loved."

"When you are with me you can say, "I am totally and unconditionally loved by you." It will be true. It is always true. There is nothing you can say, do, or believe that will ever change that."

We sat quietly a long time. The sun was low in the sky when my cell phone rang.

"It's Madaline," Kat said.

It was. She and Richard invited us to dinner at the same wonderful place where we ate the night before. Kat said she wanted to show Pam that wonderful restaurant. Pam said she was Ok with having dinner with them. I told Madaline I would swing by Richard's and we would follow them. 

As we drove I told Pam that eating at this place would give us a chance to dance, as they had music after dinner. I also reminded her that she never had to do anything she didn't want to do.

Madaline and Richard were standing by Richard's truck and when they saw us they got in, started up and drove. We followed. Pam's only comment was, "Pretty woman."

Dinner was wonderful again. Different, and just as wonderful. No menus. No bill. I was served one of the best servings of Cocoanut shrimp I had ever had. When the music began I asked Pam if she would like to dance. She stood. I stood. She took my hand and led me a few feet away from the table. We danced. We didn't talk.

As the music ended she whispered, "I love being loved by you."

I kissed her.

We stepped back to the table and Pam gave Kat the sign language word for bathroom. Kat got up and so did Madaline. Pam and Kat looked at her surprised.

"Aren't I invited too?" Madaline said.

They laughed and off they went. Richard and I watched them go.

"I have envied you for many years Lee. Now I think it is hate." He laughed.

"Hate isn't a word I use much."

"I'm joking. I think you are the most fortunate man I have ever known. I've known since 1988 that Madaline loves you. I knew Bonny and Bonny loved you. Susan loved you, probably still does. Kat loves you. Pam loves you. Have I missed anyone?"

"Yes. But I get your point. I am loved."

"No. My point is that Madaline is the only woman on the planet who loves me."

"For some men that would be enough. For others that would be too much."

"I know I've asked you before, but how do you get women to love you?"

"Do you remember what I answered last time you asked?"

"No."

"I don't do anything to get them to love me. I start every relationship by loving her, totally and completely. That seems to open them up to loving being loved. Some even give it back."

"I'm not even that sure I love me, much less someone else."

"Therein lies the problem."

"Yeah."  The conversation ended as we could see the three women walking back to us. I noticed that both Kat and Pam were now braless. Kat held out her hand and I took it. She led me to dance as the trio started playing, "You've lost that lovin feelin."

I said, "I love this music but I'm glad they don't sing the words."

"I love it too."

We molded together and I held her to me just tight enough that she would know I wanted her that tight to me. I knew she could feel my erection pressing against her. As the music ended she said, "I don't have a bra on, or panties."

"I don't either. We're even." We laughed and stepped back to the table.

Kat was back up and we went back to dance as Richard and Madaline stood to join us.

The band played an oldie, "Mood Indigo." Kat felt very good in my arms.

"I saw how you danced with Pam."

"How?"

"Anyone looking would have said, 'they love each other."




It Started in the Rain Ch. 05



"What would they say now?"

"Given half a chance she'd join with him right there."

"How big is half a chance?"

We laughed softly and quietly danced to the rest of the tune. As it ended I asked, "What did you both do with your bras and panties?"

"Hid them in a planter by the bathrooms." We laughed again.

I danced with Madaline once. Richard danced with Kat once and Pam turned him down. The evening was ending, Pam and Kat retrieved their bras and panties, and we all hugged and kissed good-bye. Madaline promised to email before she came down next time. 


We drove to the Inn quickly and went to our suite with a minimum of conversation or sightseeing.

Inside Pam took an "Oooo – awwww" tour and when she came to the bedroom Kat and I were nude and waiting for her. We undressed her, kissing and teasing her as we did the job. It didn't take long. All she had on to start with were the shirt, Levis, and two shoes. 

We stood together and took turns kissing each other. When Pam and Kat locked lips I kissed Kat's breast. While I kissed Pam's mouth and neck, Kat kissed Pam's breasts. When I French kissed Kat, Pam pushed her tongue into Kat's very wet slit. We were having fun and laughing both between and during the kisses. We varied what we did when not mouth to mouth with someone. I was as hard as any activity we might want could demand and while I was holding Pam in a full embrace and kiss I felt Kat take all of my cock in her mouth. It was so strange a feeling, holding and kissing a woman in my arms and suddenly another mouth swallowed my cock!

I started really laughing and both my Honey's backed away from me, thinking I had lost it. I had. Something about this dance of laughter and kisses was just too funny.

I fell on the bed still laughing. Pam and Kat watched for a few seconds and then pounced on me. They tickled and kissed until I cried, "Uncle," and we collapsed.

From the time Kat and Pam took off their bras and panties I had anticipated the action in bed would be really hot. As we had danced they both rubbed themselves against me as what I thought were clear signals of their sexual intentions. That may have been true then but, as most grown men know "that was then and this is now." We collapsed on the bed and the sexual nature of our touching and kissing changed. It became the snuggling in before sleep. I knew Pam was tired; she had worked a full shift. One of us pulled the covers up and, with Pam in the middle, we fell asleep holding each other.

Sometime before the sun came up Kat woke up, used the bathroom and came back to bed with mischief on her mind. Pam and I were spooned with me behind her. Kat climbed onto the bed so that she was mouth to nipple aligned with Pam. She took Pam's nipple in her mouth and sucked, gently. Pam didn't immediately wake, but she did shift and put her arm over Kat's body. When she shifted I did wake. Maybe it was because she shifted and maybe it was because I needed the bathroom. I rolled away from Pam and out of bed. I didn't notice Kat sucking on Pam when I left. 

I did notice when I returned. I moved to the other side of the bed from where I had been and knelt behind Kat. I kissed her back and used my left hand to caress and knead her ass. Her response was to open her legs, inviting my attention to her pussy. Not wanting to be perceived as rude I accepted the invitation and began a slow dandle of her wetness. 

Kat was playing with Pam's nipple and areola very gently and Pam had still not awakened. Pam's nipple had started tightening in answer to Kat's ministering. My fingers slipped between Kat's lips and became slick with her readiness. I avoided her clit as I was more interested in the slow giving of affection and sensual play than in giving her an orgasm. I moved closer with my face and began kissing her shoulder and then her neck.

We were both moving very slowly and not making noise as we seemed to both be playing a game of how much could we do without waking Pam. I was not helping Kat. The more I did the harder it was for her not to moan, not to lose focus, and wake Pam.

Kat put her foot on her knee, opening herself a little more to me. I put a fingertip at the entrance to her tunnel and with slow motion moved the finger tip in and out of her. As I did this I was reminded of the thing that kids do where they use their finger to make a popping noise with their mouth. I wondered if I would get a popping noise if I did what I was doing, but faster. I smiled and took Kat's ear lobe between my teeth and gently nibbled.

The moan that escaped from Kat transferred to Pam as a vibration on her nipple. She shifted again on the bed. Kat froze. I stuck my finger deep into Kat's more-than-moist tunnel. I sucked harder on her ear lobe. 

Kat reached behind her and found my hard cock. Her hand wrapped around my shaft and she started to slowly stroke me. As softly as I was able I whispers, "Oh" into her ear.

In response to my "Oh" Kat let go of my cock and reached to her own pussy. She gathered her own nectar and then brought it to my cock. As she stroked me she spread her juices along my shaft and the lubrication made the strokes almost like being inside her. 

After a few strokes she reached again and gathered more of her wetness. She shared it with me, again stroking my shaft with her own juices. 

As slowly as I was able I changed positions on the bed. I positioned myself so I could get her juices directly instead of first hand. I lifted Kat's foot from her knee and held it high, moving her leg out of the path my cock wanted to take into Kat's pussy. Pam still had not opened her eyes. Kat still held Pam's nipple in her mouth. 

The tip of my erection touched the warm and wet opening into Kat. Instead of pushing in I rubbed against her slit, gathering as much of her natural lubrication as I could. I leaned forward sliding in completely in one slow stroke. 

Kat moaned again and Pam's eyes opened. She looked down at her tit and Kat's attachment to it then at me. She smiled and closed her eyes again. Kat's eyes were closed and she didn't know that Pam was awake. I started moving my hips and pistoning in and out of Kat. At the end of the outward trip I heard the noise of our joining together as a soft slurping sound. It seemed as if that very soft sound made my cock twitch and harden even more. 

I moved back inside Kat and increased the pace just a bit. I changed from holding her leg high with my left hand to my right, freeing the left to gently touch Pam's crease. I made no attempt to enter but was content to trace my finger along the crease. Pam didn't open her eyes but did smile.

We teased each other for a long time. Kat was approaching her orgasm faster than Pam or I. I wondered if Pam would stay still while Kat went over the edge so I stopped stroking her crease and used that hand to find and stroke Kat's pleasure button. It was easy to find. My cock slid in and out a bit faster and I touched Kat's clit. It was enough.

Kat's back arched. She moaned loudly into the breast she held in her mouth. She grasped the hand that was touching her clit, and then she screamed. Her juices flooded both of us. Pam's eyes shot open! Kat let go of Pam's tit. I held on as Kat thrashed.

When Kat calmed down Pam said, "I was asleep."

Kat smiled the smile of the satisfied woman and said, "The operative word is was."

I said, "Since you are awake I would love to join with you."

Pam rolled onto her back and said, "Please be inside me."

As I entered her she said, "Fast and hard please."

That is what she got. She opened herself up to me and I slammed in and out as hard and fast as we were able. On my every in-stroke she raised her pelvis to meet me. Kat joined the fun by again taking Pam's breast into her mouth. She did pick the other breast.

Pam stroked her own pussy and as I came she did too. For a few minutes we lay together catching our breath and allowing heart rates to normalize. 

Kat untangled from us and said, "This is so great! We made a mess of this bed, so we can shower and just change beds!"

Fifteen minutes later we were in the other bed and asleep.

Waking up in bed with Pam and Kat must be one of the great treats on this Earth. They both look great, smell great, feel great and love to share all that with me. I woke up, but didn't move anything except my eyelids. Those I opened. I could see Pam's hair and I could tell it was daytime by the light level. I could hear both women breathe and I could smell Pam's unique fragrance. Pam's warmth radiated against my legs, hips and chest. My arm draped over her body and my hand rested against her ribs just below her breasts. I enjoyed cataloging all the sensations of being so near. 

I began thinking of the special project I had accepted. Get Pete laid. Joyfully laid. Get it all set up and pull it off beginning Friday night. Who would I call? What would I tell her? Would I involve Megan? I realized I had to involve her. She lived with me.

Pam turned and faced me. She didn't open her eyes but moved close enough and kissed me. As her lips touched mine I felt the soft warmth of them and opened my lips, just barely. Her tongue touched my lips but did not intrude. Her hand grasped my cock and held my shaft against her slit. I moved my hips toward hers and felt my cock part her lips gently.

We were in no hurry. Time passed and the room warmed by the efforts of the sun. Our kisses and touches seemed more intent on enjoyment of the moment rather than a search for orgasms. Pam's nipples tightened and relaxed many times. Every time I touched her slit or opening I found them dripping, slippery, and welcoming. I accepted her invitation and moved to enter her.

As we joined we both exhaled. As I drew back, we inhaled. We kissed. I whispered.

"Pam, take a deep breath and hold it please."

She did. I moved in as deeply as I could.

"Release it as slowly as you can and focus on the inside of your vagina."

I pulled back as she breathed out.

"Again."

"And again."

"Kiss me."

Our tongues touched and danced and shared space together. I wrapped her in my arms and she wrapped her legs around my hips. She held me deep inside her self as we kissed. We stayed in that position until I softened and slid out of her. It wasn't a disappointment. We knew that there would be many orgasms in our future and many joinings in tenderness as well.

We released each other and when we did I discovered that parts of my body were expressing a desire for use of the bathroom facilities. I slowly got out of the bed and made my way to the bathroom. When I flushed Pam came into the bathroom and used the facilities. I remembered that in my first marriage my wife never let me be in the room when she peed. She was strange. She would encourage me to eat her pussy but wouldn't pee in front of me.

I closed the bathroom door and started the shower. I climbed in and Pam followed me in. We kissed and cleaned each other until I'm sure our bodies were clean enough to enter a surgery without clothes on. We dried each other and snuck back into the bedroom to get clothes. As I picked up my pants Kat rolled over and said, "Getting food?" I nodded.

"Bring me something?" 

I nodded again. Kat pulled the covers up and closed her eyes. Pam and I finished dressing and went to the dining room. As we were finishing our breakfast I ordered coffee and a fruit bowl for Kat, with an English muffin. 

Back in the room we woke Kat, fed her, showered her, dressed her, and then she was fully awake. Together we packed and left the Inn. I headed north again and when we entered Santa Barbara I exited the freeway and headed for the beach. We walked along the beach and out to the end of the pier. We looked in shops, admired the town, the ocean and the boats. We laughed. We talked. We kissed, held hands, and were generally physically affectionate in public. Seeing us together someone might have thought I was a rich sugar daddy who had hired two beautiful young women. They also might have thought I was a man with two affectionate daughters... until they saw one of our kisses.

We had lunch out on the pier. We drove north out of Santa Barbara for a while and looked at some of the beaches north of town. There is one with rocks just out in the surf and we stopped there and watched waves crashing onto the rocks. Kat noticed the time and asked how long it would take us to get her back to the base. My answer told us that our weekend time as a threesome was all but over.

In the van we motored south and then, finally, we talked about the weekend to come and Pete.

"You think this plan will work?" I asked.

"If we don't screw up and if you know the right woman," Pam said.

"Let's assume for the moment that I do know the right woman. What can I do so I don't screw this up?"

"Pete's going to be suspicious of the whole weekend. We've never done anything like this. We need something strong to go with what the Captain is going to tell him."

Kat joined in, "I think you need something that will put him at ease. He already believes he is damaged goods. We need to convince him he isn't."

My turn. "I think I need to be having a small party next Friday night. Maybe as many as six people. Two men and four women. Pam, Megan, Pete, me, Bonny and Rina."

Bonny and Rina? Who are they?"

"Bonny is the one I think will assist Pete back to the living. Rina is another good friend who will like Pete and will tease him into being ready to have sex with anyone. They are both just a bit older than he is but I don't think that will be a problem."

"How do we get him to be willing to go with us to your house?" 

"The alternative is to spend the weekend in the hallway. Not much privacy and not much beer there." Pam said.

"Oh, now that may be something. How much access do they have to beer?"

"Almost none. It is against the rules. To get it someone has to smuggle it in. I know Pete likes it because he has been caught twice with beer in the time since he arrived."

"Can he get along on crutches or does he need a wheelchair?"

"Crutches. He's actually pretty good with them but we have trouble getting him out to use them."

"I feel a plan coming together. This just may work."

The rest of the trip we talked of other things. At the main gate I was waved through and we delivered Kat to her BOQ room with hugs and kisses. Pam went in with her and dropped off her uniform and grabbed something else. Ten minutes on base and we were headed home.

As we drove I called Megan. I invited her to meet us at the Reel Inn in Malibu and she thought that was a great idea. Half an hour later we pulled into their parking lot and Megan was waiting for us. Pam and Megan hugged and we walked in all arm in arm.

Over dinner the conversation went back to Pete and the plan. We filled Megan in and she thought this was a great idea but also quite risky. She wanted to be in on whatever happened and said that if Pete was cute she might take a shot at him herself. After dinner we went home. They went somewhere to talk and I went into my office and called Bonny.

"Bonny? This is Lee. Got a minute or two?"

"For you? Sure. What's up?"

"Are you available for some part of this coming weekend?"

"If I say yes will I be with you?"

"Yes, and with a few others."

"I have the whole weekend free."

"OK. Now when can we meet before the weekend? I have something quite important and quite confidential I need to discuss with you."

"Talk. I'm listening."

"I'm pretty sure this conversation needs to be in person, face to face. Can that happen?"

"How about right now? I can be at your place in under half an hour."

"The door is unlocked."

"Turn on the hot tub. We can talk there." The phone went dead in my hand. If I knew Bonny as well as I thought I could count to ten and call back but she would already be gone.

I found Megan and Pam in the family room talking about the Friday night party. They had started a list of stuff we needed to get. I let them know that Bonny was on her way and that I had already turned on the hot tub. They were invited to join us in the hot tub.

"Lee, is Bonny someone who shares your bed?"

"Until I brought Kat home no one had shared my bed in five years. Bonny and I joined some years before that but not while I was married and not after. I'm sure, I'm pretty sure she would stay if she was invited."

"Shall we invite her?" Pam asked. Her eyes were saying 'No'. 

"Not tonight. I'd like her to stay Friday night and maybe even Saturday night. Tonight I'd like to join with both of you and snuggle quietly together."

"Good!" They spoke in unison.

Twenty eight minutes after I had the phone go dead in my hand the front door opened and Bonny came in. She unwrapped herself and walked into the family room carrying her dress. She stopped short when she saw Pam and Megan.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought we were going to be alone."

"I'm sorry. You hung up so quickly I didn't get to tell you about these ladies. This is Pam and this is Megan, my daughter."

Pam stood, as did Megan and they hugged Bonny. As soon as they had hugged Pam undressed and said, "I assume we are going to the hot tub?"

Megan and I piled our clothes on the couch too and we walked out to the hot tub and slid in. Pam sat near me on one side and Bonny on the other. Pam put her hand on my thigh as we sat down. Megan turned on the bubbles.

We didn't talk for a few minutes, just relaxed and enjoyed the bubbles. Bonny put her hand on my other thigh. I put an arm around each of them.

Megan watched us for a little while and then shut off the bubbles.

"OK. What is this conversation you can't have over the phone?"

"Can you keep a secret?"

"You want a promise that this conversation will never leave this hot tub?"

"Yes!" Megan, Pam and I said in unison.

"OK. I promise."

We explained all about Pete to Bonny. She asked good questions and she thought about the plan and her part for a long time. 

"OK. I'm in. I'll bring your Marine back to life. But I have some more questions."

"Ask," I said.

"How long have you and Pam been an item?"

Pam answered, "Since a week before I met him last month."

"How's that?"

Pam explained about how Kat had met me and then brought Pam into the family a week later. Bonny lifted an eyebrow at that but listened and asked where Kat was tonight. After she got all that digested she asked another question.

"How long have you and your Dad been lovers?" She was looking right at Megan.

"I have loved him since I was two and he brought me home. I have shared his life since then. We first joined a couple weeks ago."

Bonny looked at me and said, "You are really something! Five years I thought you were becoming a celibate monk and now you have three women sharing your bed! Why aren't I one of them?"

"Would you like to share our bed?" Pam asked, softly.

"Yes."

"Will you be offended if we say, 'Not tonight, but soon?"

"No. I will be honored. I have known how Lee loves for years and it hurt when he lost his wife and retreated. I'm so glad he is loving fully again. I am glad he found Kat and you, Pam, and that Megan is here too."

Bonny's hand reached for my cock and found it being held by Pam. When their hands touched Bonny didn't back off, she looked at Pam. Pam smiled and moved her hand, not away but to share. Since the bubbles weren't on Megan saw what was happening. She stood and moved between my legs, bent and kissed my mouth.

Megan finished the kiss and said she was going into the house. She kissed Pam and then Bonny. Both kisses were lover's kisses. We watched her walk back to the house and go inside.

Pam stood and helped Bonny stand. She didn't speak but helped Bonny straddle my legs and sit in my lap. I wrapped my arms around her and we kissed. Pam hugged Bonny from behind and held her breasts. Bonny felt my erection pressing against her and felt Pam behind her. 




It Started in the Rain Ch. 05



I heard the phone ring once. A minute later Megan open the door and said, "Dad, there's a woman named Corine on the phone. She would like to stop by. What shall I tell her?"

"Tell her to come over. Ask her how long it will take her to be here."

Megan disappeared and in less than a minute came back. She was smiling.

"Well? How long?"

"Maybe two minutes. She was at Sunset and PCH."

Pam started moving. Bonny got up off my lap and followed Pam.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"To get some clothes on. Corine is my C.O. and I'll feel better if I have something on when she arrives."

"Go in my chest of drawers, third drawer. There is a wrap there. In fact there are three. Please don't get fully dressed, just use one of those wraps. I'm going to wrap myself in a towel. If I am right Corine is not in uniform and does not expect to be treated as a naval officer."

Pam nodded and went inside. Bonny followed. I got out of the water and wrapped myself in a bath sheet. Next to the hot tub is a locker where I keep ten or so large towels.  When I was half way to the door I heard the doorbell.

I walked into the house and saw Megan leading Corine into the family room. Megan was wearing one of the wraps. When she stood still she was fully covered from the top of her cleavage to her knees. When she walked the wrap gapped in front and exposed her bare pussy to view. Corine may have known that but, because she was following Megan, I was the one treated to the scenery.

"I hope you don't mind. I went for a drive and realized that I was near here, so I called."

Corine was wearing loose fitting cotton pants with a drawstring waist, a loose t-shirt and sandals. I walked to her and hugged her. There was no bra under the t-shirt.

I introduced Megan to Corine and then we were joined by Pam and Bonny. Bonny was introduced. Three women in Hawaiian print wraps and a man in a towel standing with Corine. 

"We were in the hot tub when you called. We would like it very much if you would join us."

"Oh, I don't have a suit."

"If you really want to be covered I can loan you a t-shirt but we generally use the hot tub without clothes. It's more comfortable and it lets the bubbles tickle us."

"I don't know if I should."

"Corine, this is not Navy property. This is my home, our home. You can do what makes you feel good. You can relax."

Before she could speak I turned to Megan, Pam, and Bonny. "Ladies let me speak with Corine alone for a minute would you? We'll see you in the water."

They smiled and left. I faced Corine.

"You came here tonight to see if all this is real. If you really want the answer, stand still."

She smiled but didn't move. I reached out and lifted the t-shirt up over her head. She let me. I pulled the drawstring at her waist and the pants fell around her ankles. She stepped out of them. She was not wearing panties. She was not wearing anything. I spent no time looking at her body. I dropped my towel and took her in my arms. 

Corine looked up at my face and wrapped her arms around my chest. I bent my face to hers and kissed her. She welcomed me. Her lips were warm and soft. A few seconds into the kiss she opened her lips a bit in invitation. I accepted. 

My tongue touched her teeth and she sucked me into her mouth. The smoldering heat was loose and she wanted whatever was available. Her hands slid down my back and grasped my ass. 

When the kiss ended I asked, "Do you want to go out to the hot tub?"

"If I say no what will happen? Wait. Yes. I understand that if I'm going to understand all this I need to go there. My God. I can't believe I'm here and I'm doing all this."

We folded her clothes over a chair and I wrapped her in my towel. With my arm around her we walked out and to the hot tub. Megan smiled at me and thanked me.

"What are you thanking me for?"

"I bet them than when you came out Corine's clothes would be inside the house."

"Corine seemed to think this was more appropriate wear for the hot tub."

"Right."

Corine looked at Pam and said, "This has nothing to do with the Navy, does it?"

"No Ma'am. Here, this is the proper uniform."

Corine handed me the towel and stepped into the water. She sat between Bonny and Megan. I sat between Megan and Pam.

Corine turned to Bonny. "So how do you know Lee?"

"We have been friends and lovers on and off for years. He invited me over tonight and I happily came. Over."

We all laughed at her addendum.

"Is the water hot enough for you ladies?" I asked.

"102. That's perfection." Megan said, looking at the thermometer.

"Corine," Bonny said, "How long have you been in the Navy?"

"Eighteen years."

"Oh. Have you been stationed overseas?"

"Frankfort Germany, Alice Springs, Australia, Tatchikawa, Japan, the Panama Canal, and three bases in the USA."

"Which was your favorite?"

"As of about ten minutes ago I'd have to say Point Mugu California but maybe you need to ask again in a week or so."

"Do you believe in being impulsive?" Megan asked.

"I'd have to say yes, given that I'm sitting here nude with all of you."

"Pam, please close your eyes." 

She did. Megan turned to Corine and took her face in her hands. She leaned in and kissed Corine. The kiss was accepted with enthusiasm. Hands went into exploration mode and the kiss was repeated.

Pam opened her eyes and smiled. Bonny stood and resumed her seat in my lap. Pam reached into my lap and stroked me until I was hard. She helped Bonny invaginate me and then she moved over to Corine and Megan. When I looked over I saw Megan and Corine kissing and Pam had a hand in each pussy. It was erotic but I could not watch for long because I was being distracted by the motions of Bonny in my lap.

Bonny is long in the body. Long enough that I can be inside her and easily suck her nipples at the same time. I love sucking her nipples because she loves having them sucked hard, licked and pinched. She responds noisily and with lots of body action as well. I am blessed that she shares that with me. As I held her at the hips she raised and lowered herself, sliding along my cock, and used her arms to hold my face to her breasts. I could hear Bonny's moans and gasps and those of the three ladies behind her. I was working at being quiet. I didn't want the neighbors calling the cops on our little party.

When the party in the hot tub was over we moved inside. I offered Corine the use of a guest room and both she and Bonny accepted. Pam, Megan and I retreated to our bedroom and fell asleep after some quiet snuggle time together. 

At sometime during the night I got up to pee and heard sounds of pleasure coming from down the hall. Corine might need a day off tomorrow; she wasn't getting much sleep tonight.

Corine was already in the kitchen when I walked in. She was wearing the wrap that Bonny had worn the night before. I looked at her perched on a kitchen stool. Her legs were exposed all the way up to her exposed pussy because the wrap gapped that way. She was tanned and physically fit. From what I could see her triangle of curly hair was trim and well cared for. Perhaps at some time I would be able to do a little closer exploration.

"I'm in the habit of getting up early," she said. I smiled and kissed her good morning. Her hands went around my waist and we embraced as well as kissed.

"I don't think I need to say this but I'll be uncomfortable if I don't. I'm not a lesbian."

I smiled again. "I have kissed you twice in the last twelve hours. I never gave a thought to you being anything except who you are. Straight, lesbian or bi, my opinion of you hasn't changed. I want to be affectionate with you and include you in all the loving that happens here in our family. If you can enjoy being with us I'm happy. This isn't just about joining. This is much more than that for me."

"Bonny said you were real. We talked a lot last night."

"I think there was more than conversation between you last night."

Corine blushed and said, "Yes, there was. Between acting like teenagers in heat we talked. She loves you. She has loved you for years and worried about you for a long time after your wife died. She did her best to explain who you are in her life to me last night. I watched her face as she talked. I felt her energy as she talked about loving you and being loved by you. She believes everything she says about you. I watched last night. I believe you are who they say you are."

"Thanks. Want coffee?"

"Yes. Can I make it?"

"Afraid I'll make that weak-in-the-knees coffee everyone in the Navy thinks the Air Force makes?"

"Well..."

"I spent four months on the Essex. I know what real coffee is. Give me a chance."

"OK." She sat and watched as I made a pot of Navy coffee. When it was done I poured her a mug and gave it to her, black and hot, no sugar. One sip and she smiled.

"OK. You make good coffee. What else?"

"Breakfast?"

"Shouldn't I be doing something? I can cook."

"You are doing something. You are here for me to love and to give my affection to. You give my ojos viejos something beautiful to look at.  You're just fine right there. How about French toast?"

"That sounds good."

I hauled out ingredients and a griddle. A few minutes later I had three slices on the griddle and five plates sitting on the counter. Megan walked into the kitchen wrapped in another of the Hawaiian prints and she went right to the coffee.

"Navy?" She asked, looking at me. 

I nodded. She added cream and sugar. She sipped and smiled. She came to me and we kissed. Megan went to Corine and they kissed  Megan took the seat next to Corine.

"How are you this morning?" Megan asked.

"Fine, and you?"

"That wasn't an idle question. I actually would like to know how you are this morning. I know last night was probably a new experience for you."

"OK. I'll give you a real answer. I came here at your Dads invitation because I couldn't believe what I heard and more importantly I didn't believe what I saw of my two nurses when I met with them and Lee on the base. I was welcomed in last night. No long slow dance to see how it might go. When the door opened, I was in. When I woke up this morning I was in bed with someone I didn't know yesterday and she is more than my sister. So far this morning I have been given a good cup of coffee and two kisses. It looks like French toast is on its way to me. Megan, I haven't felt this good in a very long time, if ever. That's how I am."

Corine's smile never changed during the whole speech. I dished up her French toast and sat the plate in front of her.

"Oh I'll never eat three slices."

"Megan, help her."

Corine put butter and syrup on the slices and both took bites. I made three more. Just as they were done Bonny and Pam walked in. Bonny wore a towel. Pam had one of the wraps on. I dished up the French toast and they took them. Everyone got their kisses and I put three more slices on the griddle.

It was quiet for a couple of minutes in my kitchen, except for the small noises made by forks touching plates and the noises of happy people eating. Megan got up from her seat, speared a piece of French toast from her plate and tapped me on the shoulder. When I turned she fed it to me. I was guided to her chair and the she served me the toast from the griddle. She smiled and produced what I like on my French toast; peanut butter! Megan and I laughed at my quirk, but the others all tried it and discovered they liked it too. Corine and Pam did the clean up while the rest of us showered and got dressed for our day. By noon I was alone in the house with Pam.

Late that afternoon I drove her back to the base. I took Kat out for dinner after her shift and by ten I was back at home. I went to bed and was reading when Megan came home. Shortly after that we were snuggled together in bed and slept touching each other.

I worked and planned during the rest of the week. Thoughts of Pete were never far from my mind. Wednesday night I called him. We talked for a while and I asked what he liked and would like around the house while he visited. He wanted to know if he could have a few beers while he was here. I asked what brand he liked. I wrote it down so we could make sure we had some for him.

Rina was ready for a get together. When I spoke to her she had already spoken to Bonny and they were excited about meeting Pete. From her comments I knew Bonny had been discreet. Rina was in and knew nothing of the plan.

Megan and I talked Thursday evening and decided that she wouldn't go to the base with me. I also talked with Pam and Corine and asked if Pete had some civvies to wear for the weekend. They checked and he was packed and ready to leave the base.

Early on Friday morning I was driving north, headed for Mugu NAS and the start of a Naval Operation. I decided it was called Operation Mae West. Because a Mae West is a life jacket that helps someone stay afloat.

Megan was shopping. I thought about how very much she was like an angel. My angel. She fit in my life perfectly. She loved fully and openly. She was smart and capable. She wasn't needy. Every time I saw her, touched her, felt her presence, or smelled her, my heart quickened.

As I neared the base I saw four young men climbing the big rock. I smiled. Pete was climbing this weekend, and he didn't even know it yet.

The starched uniform at the gate smiled and saluted as I passed through. A man could get to like that kind of treatment. I stopped in front of the same building where I had met with Captain Evans and Corine just a week ago. I walked to the front door and was met just inside by Corine. She smiled and led me down the hallway to her office. Inside she closed the door and came into my arms. The feel was warmth covered in starch and stiffness. The lips were all warmth. Eventually the kiss ended.

"I discovered some things at your home last weekend."

I did not let go of her. I just smiled. "Oh?"

"I discovered something I didn't believe existed. I wanted to be loved, even to possibly have sex at your home. I didn't expect to be loved like I was... am loved. I spent the night with someone I didn't know who loved me. I've been wanting this kiss for days. When our lips touched I knew all the thoughts and feelings I've been having are real. I understand why both Pam and Kathleen love you."

"Thank you. I love you too."

"I've been sitting with that all week. You don't push. You don't use a line. You are just the man that I've been looking for all my life. Do you have boundaries?"

"Of course. I don't push my love on anyone. If you have boundaries, limits, taboos I respect them. I won't give up being me to be with anyone."

"Oh. Where do we go from here?"

"For Pete's sake I recommend you don't come to the house this weekend. Seeing you in the hot tub might mess with his head. If you would meet me here when I bring him back I have a present for you. Actually, it's in the car right now."

Her face brightened and surprise lit her eyes.

"A present? Must I wait?"

'No. I'll get it for you." 

I walked back out to the car and opened the glove box. Inside was a small cardboard box with three house keys inside. Each was on a small heart shaped key ring. One went into my pocket and the rest back inside the glove box.

After I closed her office door I held out my hand. She unfolded my fingers and found the house key. She held it in her hands and looked up at my face with full eyes.

"Corine, this key opens the door into my home and my world. There are no restrictions on the use of this key except one. It can only be used in the expression of love. You never need to call first, and you can. If you want to bring someone with you, you may. The key is yours. When you are done with it, please give it back."

"Not likely."

"This Pete guy can he wait another minute?"

She nodded. I took her in my arms and added two or three new creases in the starch of her whites. I also removed some of her lipstick. 

I followed her down a long hallway to Pete's room. Pam was sitting on a chair near Pete's bed. He was sitting on the bed dressed in khaki pants, athletic shoes and a Hawaiian shirt.

He looked up and smiled at Corine. She introduced us and we shook hands. I asked if he had a bag. He did. It was a gym bag and didn't look packed. Pam picked up her bag which looked packed. The sides bulged, pushed by the stuff within.

"If you don't have any questions before we go I guess we should get out of here and let the painters have the room."

"I didn't know exactly what I needed for the weekend."

"You packed your dop kit?"

"Yes."

"Extra underwear and clean clothes?"

"All I own. It isn't much."

"Perfect! You'll be fine. Let's go."

Pam walked beside Pete and carried his bag and hers. Pete used the crutches like a pro. Corine and I followed them down the hall. Near the exit I saw Kat and paused. I gave Corine my car keys and said I'd be right with them. I took Kat into a small room behind the desk where she was sitting.

"I'm missing you already."

"That's my line."

Her face touched mine and the kiss said all that could be said about wanting. When it ended I whispered. "Think about something you and I can do that can be just for us and soon. I want some time for just us."

We kissed again and she said, "I'll plan it. OK?"

"Call me at home later and I'll look at our calendar for dates."

One more kiss and I had to leave. Outside Corine smiled at me, handed me the keys and waved good-bye as we drove off. At the gate we got a salute and a smile.

As I turned right onto the highway south Pete relaxed, a little. He was sitting up front, with me. Pam was behind me.

"Pete, this weekend is about relaxing. I don't want to push you at all. I also don't want you to do anything that your medical team would disapprove of. Pam is the team for the weekend and I want her to be able to relax too."

"Pam?"

"On duty she is Lt. Dalby. She isn't on duty now. Now she is Pam. And, in case you aren't clear about it, she is my girl-friend."

"Oh." 

His eyes were sparkling and he kept looking between Pam and me.  At Sycamore Canyon Campground I pulled in and stopped by a bathroom. Pam got out with her bag and two minutes later came out in shorts and halter top. She leaned in through my window and kissed me. Bent over like that showed lots of skin and Pete had trouble walking, not looking. The therapy had begun.

Back on the road Pete loosened up a little more.

"Pardon me for asking questions but am I some kind of project or something?"

"Yes. I'm really an Arab spy who wants information about troop deployments in the Middle East. Yes, a special project that Pam thought of when she had to work last weekend and we didn't get much time together. When she heard that your room needed paint and you might get to be in the hallway all weekend she thought if we brought you home with us we would get more time together than if we were apart for another weekend."

"And you got Captain Evans to go along with this?"

"We didn't sell it quite like that. We used all the good of the Navy stuff, community support for the troops, patriotic stuff. He couldn't hardly say No to that."

"OK, so it isn't really about me?"

"Wouldn't I really need to know you for it to be about you?"

"I suppose."

"I want you to have a good time. There is some beer in the refrigerator and it's your favorite brand. There is a pool, a hot tub, a big screen TV and about a hundred movies. Tell us what you like to eat and we'll do our best to get you some."

"OK." 

He relaxed another level. As we passed Zuma Beach he saw four young women standing alongside the highway in bikinis.

"Oh yes. They remind me that I need to tell you that it won't be just us at the house this weekend. My daughter lives with me. She will be there and perhaps some of her friends or some of mine will drop in."




It Started in the Rain Ch. 05



"Drop in?"

"I opened my home years ago to my family and friends. Most of them have keys. If they want to swim, they come over. If they want to hang out with us, they come over."

"If I gave my friends keys they'd come over, eat all my food, drink all my beer and leave me empty."

"You train people how to treat you. Watch everyone who comes over this weekend. They will bring more than they consume. If Bonny was coming over and knew she wanted a salad and three beers she would show up with enough salad for six people and a case of beer. Last time Rina was over she wanted bar-b-qued shrimp so she brought three or four pounds."

"I talked to Megan last night and she said she was going to Costco this morning to stock up." Pam finally joined in.

"Pete, have no fear. We will not run out of anything important, including TP. Megan is my daughter and she loves Costco!"

"How old is Megan?"

"About my age," Pam answered.

"Oh." 

The tone he used said he was making her presence mean something. I figured I needed to say something to move his head a little.

"She told me she was going to spend some time today with that guy, Eric. I wonder if that changed."

"I think she was taking him along to help carry stuff. Have you met him?"

"Talked to him once on the phone, that's all."

"He's cute."

I smiled. "Just what I always wanted to be, cute."

Pete smiled and looked out the window. Pam and I pointed to various things as we drove. When I turned away from the ocean Pete watched as I drove. It wasn't long until I turned into our driveway. Megan's car was parked out front next to Rina's.

I carried Pete's bag and Pam's. Pam was in civilian clothes but her nurse's training had her hover over Pete as he crutched his way into the house. He noticed that the front door wasn't locked. Inside I took the bags and deposited them in their respective places. I noticed the sign Megan had put on Pete's door. It said, "Pete's room! Knock before entering! Please."

Pam guided Pete into the kitchen. He found a comfortable chair and sat. Pam asked if he wanted anything. He said he'd like a beer. She showed him where the refrigerator was and how it worked. She didn't get him a beer. He smiled. That's how it's going to be. No longer a patient, now just a part of the family. He got up and got himself a beer. Pam pointed out where things were kept in the kitchen: plates, glasses, silverware, bread, trash.

They both looked when they heard the sliding glass door open. It led from the family room out to the patio and pool. It was Rina. Pete almost dropped his beer. Rina is a sight one is best able to handle if warned ahead of meeting. She is forty or so. Black curly hair and skin that always looks tanned. She is about five foot five or so, average weight and two huge breasts. DD wouldn't fit. As she came through the door she was wearing a yellow almost bikini. The triangle of sheer cloth at her genitals was about an inch and a half wide at the widest part! The two triangles of yellow sheer material on her breasts didn't even cover her areolas.

She bounded through the door way and said, "Oh, good! You're here!" She went to Pam and kissed her hello and then turned to Pete.

"I'm Rina! I'm glad to meet you!" Her arms went around him and she pressed her cold, wet chest against him. He froze. She held on. She looked up at his face and when he looked down she kissed him. Then she let him go.

When Pete recovered his balance a little he said, "I'm Pete."

"I'm glad to meet you."  Seconds later she was back outside. As she retreated it was obvious that the three tiny triangles were all of her that was covered at all.

"No, Pete. I don't have a suit like that."

"She might as well be naked."

"If you ask I'm sure she would be."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes!"

Pete sat back down. I came into the kitchen. I was in a t-shirt and swimming trunks.

"Rina, Megan, Eric and a couple others are outside. Want to join us out there?"

"OK." Pete stood. I took his beer transferred it to a plastic cup and tossed the glass bottle in the trash. 

"Glass stays inside. I don't want anyone stepping on broken glass or to get broken glass in the water. Come on."

Pam went to change and Pete followed me. I got him situated where he was in the group but not in the water. He was introduced around and immediately included in the conversations.

Pam came out in her blue bikini. It covered acres more skin than Rina's but I saw Pete's shorts twitch when he saw her. Pam is a delight to see. The therapy was doing well, so far.

Until about one people swam, talked, soaked, talked some more and noshed. Megan fired up the bar-b-que and grilled some chicken to go in the huge salad Rina provided. Everyone except Pete set the table, prepared food and then sat down for dinner.

As soon as everyone was seated at the table Megan spoke. "Pete, when you were growing up did your family say something before they ate?"

"Sometimes."

"Here we do. When I was a very little girl my Dad was a minister. We used to pray long prayers at every meal. One day that changed. It has stayed changed ever since. Dad says that the most powerful prayer anyone can say is two words long. Thank you. He also says that every time you say those two words it is a prayer of gratitude. Around here we turn to each person present and say Thank you."

She turned to Pam at her right and said, "Thank you." Pam turned to Eric, "Thank you." When it got back to Megan she said "Thank you" back and it went back around in the other direction. Rina was sitting next to Pete. When he said "Thank you" to her she smiled. When it came back she said, "Thank you" and kissed him.

As everyone started eating Pete said, "I've never known a prayer like that. I even got kissed!"

I took that as a cue. "As I see spirituality it is personal and physical as well as metaphysical. When people kiss who are intentional about their spirituality they are consciously connecting with another. Acknowledging the connection we all have to each other. Saying Thank you expresses gratitude to each person for being a part of our life."

"Amen." Eric said.

Megan leaned to him and they kissed. Pam leaned to me and we kissed. Megan and Rina leaned to Pete and both kissed him. He smiled and said, "Thank you!"

"I think I like this church!"

"Thank you!" I said. Echoes were heard from round the table.

The meal was eaten and conversations danced. At some lull Eric spoke, "We need to find something that Pete can do. He's using crutches so he can't carry stuff. Everyone helps as they can. What can Pete do?"

A few seconds passed. I hoped Pete would find whatever it was he could do.

"I can carry all the silverware in my pocket and put it on the table!" "OK! Great!"

The table was cleared, the dishes done and the trash disposed. Pete went back to his seat by the pool. Rina sat next to him.

"Pete, is there a medical reason you haven't been in the water?"

"No." He paused.  "I'm embarrassed. I've got lots of scars and I don't want people to see them."

"OK. If you wore shorts and a t-shirt would you be OK?"

"Yeah, but I don't have any."

"Whoa! Stop right there. What do you have?"

"I have another pair of pants for tomorrow and a shirt."

"Don't move!" She scurried off into the house. Pete watched her do it. He also smiled. She came back with a pad of paper and a pencil.

"OK. What color do you like?"

"Navy blue."

"Right. Why did I even ask?"

"What size pants?"

"34X34."

"What size shirt?"

"XL."

"Don't go home." She was gone.  I left Pete sitting alone for a while. I knew he was there. After a while Eric went out and took him another beer. They talked for a while. Eric drew him out about his home town, his high school, sports, and the Navy. They became friends.

Rina and Pam returned. They spread their purchases on the kitchen island and asked Pete to come in. Pete and Eric came in. On the island were two pair of surf shorts, three t-shirts, a pair of cargo pants and a Hawaiian shirt. Pete was in shock. He looked. He touched, but he didn't pick anything up.

Finally, he looked at Rina. "Is this stuff mine?"

"Of course, Honey. It's all yours. Now pick some stuff and get changed."

He picked a dark t-shirt and Navy blue shorts. Pam took them from him and he started down the hall. Rina took them from Pam and she and Megan followed him down the hall. Therapy was into phase two.

I turned on the hot tub. All of us except Pam went out to the pool. Ten minutes later Pete came out the door in his new clothes. As he crutched to the pool steps I noticed he still had a hard on. I wondered if that was a good sign. I decided it was. We got Pete into the water and he did well getting around after he was in. Pam tossed a canvas and aluminum chair in and it stayed on the bottom as long as he sat in it.

Pete positioned the chair so people sitting on the steps were near him. People frolicked in the pool and included him but didn't make him the center of attention. I saw Megan watching him. She had something in mind.

I sat with him and asked how he was doing. As he started to answer Megan dove in at the far end of the pool. He watched. She glided all the way to us underwater. She surfaced in Pete's lap. As she surfaced I noticed her top was missing. Her beautiful pink nipples and areola were right there in Pete's lap.

She laughed and then stood. Now her breasts were right at his eye level.

"It's only fair. You let me see you." She turned and swam away.

Pete looked up and saw Rina tossing her yellow scraps onto the side of the pool. He turned to me and said, "I don't know what to say."

"I do. Thank you."

The sliding glass door slid open and Bonny and another woman came out. Bonny was wearing a giant t-shirt and the other woman was wearing a light short summer robe. I told Pete who they were and he watched as they both came to meet him. Bonny pulled the t over her head and put it on the edge of the deck. She was wearing a modest bikini except that it was the same color as her skin and I was sure when it got wet it would be transparent.

"Lee, this is my sister Monica from Orlando. She flew in for the weekend and I wanted her to meet my friends."

"Welcome Monica. Make yourself at home."

Bonny glided down the steps into the water and stood before Pete. "Hi, I'm Bonny."

"Pete. Nice to meet you."

"I'll be back." She stepped away and waited for her sister. Monica shed the robe and was wearing a one piece dark blue bathing suit. She was almost a match for her sister in body and size. Slightly tall, long legged with dark brown hair and smallish breasts high on her chest. I took the robe and hung it on a hook I knew of. Monica waded in and greeted Pete. The two sisters made the rounds and Monica met everyone. Soon Monica was comfortable enough that Bonny left her with Megan and Eric. She meandered around and found her way back to Pete and me. She sat between us. I had been right about the suit. She was wearing it but from any distance she looked nude. She was shaved and it was obvious. Pete was hard. Hell, so was I.

"Pete, right?"

He nodded.

"You are in the Navy?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

"What do you do in the Navy, if I may ask?"

"I'm a SEAL."

"That's wonderful! I knew someone else who was a SEAL. He wouldn't tell me anything about being a SEAL except that it was dangerous and secret."

"I can't talk about any operations either, but I can talk about our training."

The next half an hour Bonny sat transfixed by Pete's story. She asked good questions. He felt pride in what he had done and in who he was. She asked him what it was going to take to get back in shape so he could go back to work. He sat quietly for a long time and then answered: "The docs aren't sure I can go back."

Bonny put her hand on his arm and said, "Make believe that they say it's possible, just barely possible. What will it take?"

Again he sat quietly for a long time. Bonny's hand stayed on his arm. He looked at the water but he wasn't seeing it. He was thinking.

"I'm going to need to drop the crutches. I'll need to start walking and then running."

"Far?"

"I'll need to get up to twenty miles in under five hours to have any chance."

"You used to do that?"

"And more."

"Will you need upper body strength too?"

"Yes. All this sitting around has made me flabby. I need to get back into doing push-ups and sit-ups."

"I do sit-ups when I work out. I can do thirty."

"Right now you can probably do more than I can. I haven't done one in five months."

"Is being a SEAL again what you want to do?"

"Yes, Ma'am!"

"Then I have an exercise I want you to try. Let's go inside and I'll show it to you. I'll even help you do it the first time. OK?"

"OK. I do still need to be careful."

Bonny helped Pete to his feet and out of the pool. He reached for the crutches and Bonny put his arm around her shoulders. He left the crutches. No one seemed to notice that they went inside. I was wrong about that.

Megan swam over to me and sat next to me. She said, "I guess I'm too late."

"For?"

"Bonny just took our boy inside and I'm betting that when he comes back outside he's been laid."

"She said she was going to teach him an exercise."

"The vaginal squeeze."

"I hope he enjoys it."

"Wouldn't you?"

"I'm not wrestling with his demons."

"Right about now he's wrestling with Bonny. If I can hazard a guess, she's winning and so is he."

Eric joined us. "How's Pete doing?"

"Hard to tell at this moment. We'll know a lot better next time we see him."

"I saw Bonny take him inside."

"Bonny tends to exercise loudly. If things are going well we might hear the progress."

Eric laughed a little and kissed Megan. They swam off a ways and continued kissing. Over the next few minutes I was visited by Pam, Rina, and Monica. When Pam swam over she was a nurse. Her head was inside with Bonny and Pete. She was worried. I took her in my arms and kissed her until the nurse moved back and Pam was with me.

Rina swam over a few minutes later and kissed Pam and me. She never, in my experience, kisses with just her face. A Rina kiss involves the entire body. Also, they are never quick. As we broke the kiss she gave my erection a gentle squeeze.

Monica waded over to me and said, "I've been watching you. I like what I've seen. May I have a kiss too?"

I opened my arms and she entered. Our lips met and she welcomed me like we had been lovers a long time. I held her to me and enjoyed the feelings. Her warm tongue tentatively probed between my lips and found it was welcomed by my tongue.

Eventually we broke the kiss. "Wow! Lee, Bonny told me about you and the family. Now, I believe her."

"And?"

She stepped back and peeled the dark blue suit off. She tossed it out of the pool and stepped back to my arms. Her body was cold to the touch for a moment, then we warmed each other and our kisses added to the heat.  Monica leaned back and I kissed along her neck to the cleft at the base of her neck. My hands held her ribs alongside her breasts. 

A few kisses later she whispered, "Would you kiss my tits?"

I did. All around her breasts avoiding the nipples at first. When I drew back she wrapped her hands around my head and aimed my mouth at her right nipple. Like her sister's it was like a small berry with a tiny dimple at the end. Her areola was puffy and conical and the color called dusty rose. At that moment the shape and color were my favorites. I remembered that Bonny loves to have her nipples sucked gently at first and then harder and harder. I held Monica's nipple gently and licked it with my tongue. She pressed my face harder into her breast and moaned. 

As Monica moaned it sounded like stereo. From inside the house Bonny had moaned loudly. I broke my kiss of Monica and we all laughed. Seconds later we heard the bellow of the lion from between Bonny's thighs. Pam hugged Monica and me and said, "I'm so worried about him."

"Worry is rent you pay on an apartment you can't live in." I said.

"What?"

"All your worry will do what, exactly?"

"Do?"

"Will your worry sustain his erection, lubricate her vagina, cook dinner for us, or pay the electric bill?"

"No!"

"Does worry use up energy?"

"Yeah."

"That energy is rent you pay for something you don't get any benefit from. I want things in there to work out, just like you do. I'm out here. I have two beautiful women in my arms. I would rather use my energy to enjoy and love both of you than to worry about Pete. If things go well, there is nothing for me to do. If they go badly, I'll do whatever seems appropriate, when I know about it." 

I took Monica's nipple back into my mouth and she moaned. My arm went around Pam and I squeezed her ass.

The next time I came up for air I almost didn't get any. Pam smothered my mouth and inserted her tongue. As her face neared mine she said, "Lee, I love you."

We heard another moan, followed by the words, "Yes! God, yes!"

Monica said, "Wait for it."

From inside the house we heard Bonny again. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

The lion was heard between the Thank yous. Things appeared to be going well inside the house. I heard the front door open and wondered who it might be. It wasn't long until I had my answer. The sliding glass opened and Kat walked out.

Pam stood up and said, "Kat! You're here!" Kat waved and came to us. We met her half way, shared hugs and asked why she wasn't working.

"The commander knew I wanted to be here and she came in and is covering my shift for me. She even lent me her car to get here, can you believe it?"

I smiled. "Yes. I believe she understands that this is family and you need to be here with us."

"So where is Pete?"

"Lee's friend Bonny took him inside over an hour ago and we haven't seen them since."

"We have heard from them, however."

"And?"

"And, if I were to guess I'd say the boy is healed or well on the way to healed."

"And, when is dinner? Or did I miss it?"

"Let's order some stuff delivered. How about Chinese?"

"I'll call and order," Megan volunteered, "What does everyone want?"

"No, please allow me." I let go of Kat and Pam and went inside. I called my friend at a small Chinese restaurant nearby. "Lao Tzu, ne how ma?"

"I have been sitting here waiting for my friend to call and make me rich. Are you my friend?"

"Yes. I have a hundred dollars green and I want you to bring food for us."

"How many fortune cookies?"

"Ten."

"In half an hour open the door."

"Tsi gen, sheigh sheigh." I hung up.

Megan looked at me and said, "You didn't order."

"It takes impertinence to tell a master what you wish for them to make. My friend is a master. In half an hour a feast will arrive. Let's get the dining room ready."

Half an hour later I opened the door and my friend and his son and daughter were carrying boxes and bags of food inside. In the kitchen they unpacked and started preparations for our dinner. I went outside and told those out by the pool that dinner had arrived and they should dress as we had guests. 

As they came into the house the smells of Chinese cooking filled the air. My friend had left his restaurant and was in my kitchen putting the finishing touches to a Chinese feast.  Tangerine chicken, beef and broccoli, brazed green beans with garlic, five spice shrimp, rice and tea were set out buffet style. We passed the island loading our plates and as we sat down to eat Pete walked in with Bonny.

"Damn, I somehow found a real appetite!"

Everyone laughed. The chef handed him a plate and Pete loaded it and sat down. Bonny took another plate and loaded it, but a bit less than Pete's. Pam and I noticed that Pete was walking without any unsteadiness. The food was wonderful!

I had my friend and his children join us for dinner. I introduced the assembled family to them.




It Started in the Rain Ch. 05



"Megan, do you remember a story from your childhood about a man who met another man in a far off land and they saved each other from death?"

"Yes."

"This is the man, Lee Wong, who saved my life."

"It must be my place to correct you father's poor memory. It was he who saved me from death and possibly worse. These are my oldest children, Lee Wong and Lee Ann Wong."  The two children were teens and they stood and bowed to me as they were introduced.

Megan stood and hugged all three, thanking them and kissing Lee Wong, the older.

Rina asked, "Mr. Wong why are you and your children all named Lee?"

"We honor the one who saved us. I had another name once. When I came to America I was told I could change it. I did."

The conversation turned back to the food and to eating. Within an hour the leftovers were in the refrigerator and the Wongs were gone. I sat on the couch with Megan and Pam beside me. Eric sat with Rina and Monica. Pete seemed lost in thought with Bonny sitting next to him and touching him.

"Dad, you always seem to surprise me."

"How is that?"

"I thought that story was just a story and that I was supposed to learn something from it."

"Did you?"

"Yes. But I didn't know it was real."

Pete spoke up. "I think I missed something. What story?"

"Dad and Mr. Wong were in South East Asia a long time ago. There were a lot of people looking for both of them and if they were found they would be killed. By helping each other they both escaped."

"When was that Mr. Peterson?" I wasn't Lee anymore. My status had changed.

"1967. A long time ago. Mr Wong is possessed of a faulty memory as well as I am. We can leave it that we are life long friends and even brothers of a sort."

"I don't know about everyone else but I'm ready for bed. Pete has a room with his name on the door. The rest of you may stay up, swim some more or find a place to sleep. Is anyone planning to go home?"

"I thought we were home." Megan said, smiling.

"OK, let me more precise. Is anyone leaving before breakfast?"

No one spoke. No one moved. I stood and headed down the hall. When Kat stood Pete recognized her.

"Aren't you Lt...."

"No. When we are on base, yes. Here I'm Katharine or Kat. This is not the Navy." 

She bent to him and kissed him on the cheek. 

"Having a good time, so far?"

"Yes Ma'am! A fine time." 

Kat smiled and followed me down the hall.  Behind the closed door of our bedroom Megan asked, "Are you really tired Dad?"

"Too tired to be all that social when I could be touching a deeper level of intimacy here."

Clothes disappeared and the touching commenced. The four of us enjoyed each other fully. Talking and kissing and prodding and teasing for the joy of being joined in love and affection. Each lady wanted me inside her and each got her wish. I wanted to nibble and feel each quiver to my tongue, lips and fingers and they granted my wish. We heard Pete twice more during the night. Once he woke us up. I looked at the clock and saw that it was four twenty-two.

Kat said, "Noisy isn't he?"

No one answered. We went back to sleep.

Early the next morning I went to the kitchen and started breakfast. Rina was next to join me in the kitchen. She made coffee. I got out another coffee maker and made Navy coffee. Together we made a huge omelet with bell peppers, chopped broccoli beef and braised green beans and two kinds of cheese in it. I used a dozen eggs. Rina was slicing and toasting bagels when Pam and Kat joined us.

Pam and Kat were wearing the Hawaiian print wraps. They kissed me and Rina good morning and set the island and the table for breakfast. Some of us were finishing up when Bonny and Pete arrived. He looked like he had just had a vitamin shot. He was smiling, moving well and joking as he loaded his plate high.

During breakfast he asked if it would be OK if he used the pool for a while to swim some laps. I asked how long he wanted it and he said an hour. In his head he was already on the road back into the SEALS. I said sure. Bonny let us know that she had three appointments and might not be back until tomorrow. Pete walked her back to the bedroom to "help her pack." I think he helped to pack her. While they were occupied Rina said, "I love Bonny and everything... and I'm glad she's leaving. I want a shot at that young stud!"

She sat out by the pool and counted laps for Pete while he swam. The longer he swam the better he got at it. At the end of an hour he was very tired and Rina decided she should rub his sore muscles. She rubbed muscles he hadn't even used while he was swimming. The young lion roared again before noon.

After lunch Pam said to Pete, "I want to check you're healing. If it will help I'll put on my whites."

Pete stood out by the pool and dropped his shorts and took off the t-shirt. Pam looked at his scars. She turned him so the sunlight shone on him between his knees and chest. His attitude had changed. Back on base he hadn't wanted anyone to see his scars. Now he was not hiding them.

"You're doing well." Pam pronounced.

"Yes, Ma'am. I just needed some good lovin."

"Don't we all."

"You and Lee have a real thing, huh?"

"Yes. A real thing. Every minute I spend with him I get to say Thank you."

"Last night... I noticed that Megan and Katharine and you followed him through that door. Is that a bedroom?"

"Are you asking me if Lee slept with three women last night?"

"I guess I am."

"I guess that is a question you should ask Lee."

"I couldn't. That's so personal and I don't really know him very well."

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes, you're my nurse."

"You can act as if Lee were the Dad you always wanted and your older brother all rolled into one great guy. You can talk to him about anything non-medical. He knows more about relationships and women than any man I have ever known. He also knows about God and Love and Life."

"Wow! You really are gone on the man aren't you?"

"Yes! And I'm gone on Life and Love too. Go spend some time with him. The ladies around here will still be here when you're ready for whatever's next."

He pulled up the shorts and thanked Pam. She reminded him that around this house "Thank you" was often accompanied with a kiss. He gave her one and she molded her body to his and kissed his soul and his body with equal intensity.

As the kiss ended he looked at her and said, "I thought you were with Lee?"

"Does that mean that it is just Lee and me?"

"Doesn't it?"

"Are you and Bonny in a monogamous relationship?"

"Not yet. We just met yesterday!"

"Pete, sit down." 

He did. Pam sat next to him. "I need to talk to you even before you talk to Lee. I want you to hear me not as your nurse, not even as a nurse, but as a woman. I'm not a girl. I was once, now I'm a woman. I want you to fully be a man. I can see that you are on that path and doing well. I can help you get there. Kat, Bonny, Megan and Rina can help too. I'm sure Eric wants you to be the best man you can be. I know Lee wants that."

They sat quietly for a while. Pete looked at Pam and said, "I'm on new ground here. I want what I hear being offered but I can't even tell you what it is."

"So?"

"So, help me."

"OK. Close your eyes. Remember back to the week before you shipped out to the Middle East. Where were you?"

"Home with my family."

"And your girl friend?"

'Yeah." His tone was flat and hurt.

"Did the two of you have sex?"

"Yeah." The tone was better, warmer.

"Was it different than last night?"

"Yeah!"

"I want you to think about this for a while, then answer. On an emotional level what was the difference?"

Pam stood and then said, "Pete, stay here. I'll be back in a few minutes and we'll talk some more. I'll bring you a beer. Anything else you want?"

"Another kiss?"

"Later." 

She was gone. Pete sat with his eyes closed and thought about the night with Bonny and the last night he had with his old girl-friend. At first his thoughts were about what Bonny did and what Sue, his old girl-friend, had done while they were in bed. But as he thought he noticed that Bonny was with him in a way he had never thought of before. She didn't allow him to fuck her. She wasn't giving in. She didn't act like she was doing him a favor. Sue did. He thought more about the two women. Sue had rules for their relationship. She had even told him that he wouldn't get sex with her until he had taken her out ten times. She would let him go down on her but thought sucking him was disgusting. He stopped thinking about the rules and went back to thinking about being with Bonny.

He remembered something she had said while they were kissing. "Pete, I like the feeling I have when I'm with you like this. I want more. I want you to open up and really be with me."

At the time he hadn't understood what all that meant except he was going to get laid. Now he was seeing that there was more in what happened last night than sex. He opened his eyes. 

Pam and Lee were sitting in front of him. Pam held an open can of beer in front of him. Lee held a plate with a sandwich on it. He smiled, took the beer, downed a swig and then took the sandwich. As he chewed Pam spoke.

"Which experience would you like to have again, last night or the last time you were with your old girl-friend?"

"Last night."

I asked, "Why?"

"Bonny and I were together last night. We were really together. She really wanted to be with me."

"How would life be if that was your experience of being with everyone?"

"I can't even imagine."

"Pete, how tightly are you holding on to the things you were taught as a child?"

"Like what?"

Pam asked, "Are you willing to entertain the idea that I love you?"

Pete smiled, and then looked at Lee. "I'm uncomfortable with you saying that in front of Lee."

"He already knew."  

I nodded.

"Isn't love about one man, one woman?"

"That is what we were taught. The evidence in front of us says that isn't the only way things are. You love your Mom and your Dad. Where is the conflict?"

"That's a different kind of love!"

"Only because our society says so. Can you imagine anything more loving than having someone you love teach you how to love others?"

"Isn't that what our parents do?"

"Who taught you how to kiss?"

"Sherry Snyder. Seventh grade, behind the theatre in town."

"Imagine that Bonny was your aunt. Your Mom sees that you have developed an interest in girls so she has your favorite aunt come and teach you how to kiss. Imagine what that knowledge would do for your self-esteem and your popularity with the girls at school."

"Sherry Snyder didn't really know any more than I did. We just kissed and it felt good."

"If we taught everyone the truth about kissing, about relationships, about each other I think most of the problems the earth is wrestling with would be gone."

"Oh, the old prayer about world peace and no more wars."

"No. That prayer has been spoken, asking God to convince politicians and religious leaders to be more interested in doing what's best than in wealth and power. That path has been trod for so long it must be evident that it hasn't ever worked and won't work tomorrow either."

"And, you know the path that will give us world peace and no more wars?"

"I know a path that isn't insane."

"Make love not war?"

"No. You cannot do it."

"Do what?"

I leaned in towards Pete and he leaned ever so slightly towards me.

"Make love. It is a language thing. People call coitus by different names. Making love is one of them. That's a sham. Love is. I can't make any. You can't make any. Pam can't. It would be closer if the people in the sixties had said, 'Allow love, not war."

"Are you telling me that I'm here with all of you and you are some kind of a love cult?"

"No," Pam said. "We aren't a cult. No meetings no study groups, no tithing. We are a loving family. We don't offer anyone anything except a new way to see Life and Love and to use that as their heart and soul tells them is best. We are not organized in any way as a movement, a cause, a political or religious anything. Simply put, we just love."

"Pete, when you kissed Bonny last night what did you feel?"

"I felt like she wanted me."

"When Pam kissed you what did you feel?"

"She wanted me."

"Are you up to a challenge for the rest of the weekend?"

"Yes! I think so."

"Good. There are women here and possibly more coming. Each and every one of them has something in common in their relationship with you. You can talk to any or all of them. You can touch, kiss or do whatever you agree to do for the whole weekend. Your challenge is to feel. There is something quite unusual here and you can have it. It cannot be explained very well. When it is experienced it is very clear what has been experienced. You have been chest deep in it since we left the base yesterday. You were interested in Rina's tits and Bonny's everything. You were interested in Megan's tits too. Now I challenge you to get past all their parts and feel what is available to you."

"You want me to fall in love with all of them?"

"No. If you fall in love that would be an accident. Pam told you she loves you. Was that an accident?"

"I don't think she planned it."

"Pam, did you plan to fall in love with Pete?"

"No! I choose to love Pete."

Pete's eyes went from Pam to me and back to Pam. He was in deep water and he knew it. 

"I don't get it. I didn't do anything to make you love me. I didn't even make a pass at you."

"It doesn't matter. If I love you I will naturally treat you from my heart and my mind instead of just with my mind. If I love you I won't hold back in my relationship with you. I will treat you as my beloved."

"Why me?"

"Why not you? You were asked how tightly you hold onto the stuff you were taught as a child. You were taught that there were lots of different kinds of love between human beings. You were taught that you love Mom and Dad in one way, uncles and aunts in another way, friends in another way, lovers in another way, strangers you don't love. Lee taught me that when I put everyone in those boxes I make my life more complicated. I decided that what would make my life work is to love you. So, I love my life aligned with my decision to love you, and Lee, and Pam, and Megan, and Mr. Wong."

"Mr. Wong? You just met him last night."

"In my way of thinking I need a reason to NOT love him and I didn't see one. I love him because I choose to. Can you choose to love me?"

Pete sat quietly for a long time. These are difficult things to ponder for anyone. I wondered if, perhaps, we had pushed too hard, too fast.

"I think I want to go back to the base."

"OK. I'll drive you back anytime you want to go. Going back to the base means you quit on the challenge I just gave you. A challenge you said you wanted."

"You said for me to get past all their parts and feel what's available to me. I don't even know what that means."

Pam scooted closer to Pete. "Have you ever kissed Rina?"

"No."

"What would it be like to kiss her?"

"I can only imagine."

"To know, you would have had to done it already." I said.

"Yes, sir."

"All Lee is asking that you do is be here for the rest of the weekend, enjoy every one and every experience while you are here and see if you can figure out what you are being offered. Only when you know what the offer is can you authentically make a choice."

"At the end of the weekend I can go back to the base? No strings attached?"

"At the end of the weekend Pam will be a nurse on the base. Kat will be a nurse on the base. Neither of them will ever mention the weekend. If you want to talk about it or to be invited back, you'll need to bring it up. Rina and Bonny won't call you or visit you on base, unless you invite them."

"You mean they don't really like me?"

"No, I mean none of us ever pushes ourselves on anyone. If I offer you a beer and you turn me down saying, "I don't want beer from you," would I ever offer another beer to you?"

"No."

"The same is true for everything we offer. Check it out. Find out what is here for you, and then choose."

Pam smiled and asked, "By the way, would you like a beer?"

Pete thought and then answered, "Yes, I think a beer would be perfect!"  

Pam got it and one for herself. I went out in the front yard. I used the hose and watered the flower beds in front of the house. It gave me time to think and gave Pete time to process.

As the sun sank toward the ocean I finished up in the front yard and went back inside. Kat and Megan were in the kitchen. They were planning dinner. I sat down on one of the tall stools by the island and both ladies kissed me. Oh, how I love their kisses. They do the same things but differently when they kiss. Kat molded herself to me front to front and used a soft pressure between her lips and mine. She used her hands to hold me to her with the pressure she desired. Megan took her turn with an unhurried grace. It wasn't a competition. She held my face in her hands as we kissed and her body touched me softly. As my arms encircled her she melded against me, giving with my pressure and willingly connecting. 

Pete came in from the pool area while we were kissing. He walked over to Kat, who was looking in the pantry, and asked, "Could I have a kiss like that, please?"

She didn't speak. Kat closed the pantry doors and stepped very close to Pete. She leaned a little and her lips touched his. His arms went around her and he pulled her to him. He was in a hurry. Kat stopped the kiss and stepped back.

"What?" He asked.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"A hurry?"

"Have you ever struck a match?"

"Sure."

"It flares hot and bright for ten seconds and then burns out. Am I a match?"

"No."

"Then kiss me like I won't flare and burn out in a minute. Kiss me like this is an affirmation of our long lasting connection. Kiss me like this is a way for you to tell me you love how you feel when you are with me."

Pete stepped closer and their lips met. He didn't wrap her in his arms until the kiss had gone on for some time. When his arms encircled her it was with gentleness and not just so she would press her tits against his chest. Her arms encircled his waist and their bodies connected more as the kiss progressed. 

It did end. Kat stepped back a couple of inches and Pete opened his eyes. I was still holding Megan. I asked, "Pete, can you tell me the difference between kissing Kat and anyone else you have ever kissed?"

'You mean before now?" I nodded. "Kissing Kat is so much more than kissing before. I remember kissing Sue and wondering what she was thinking about. I don't wonder what Kat is thinking. I believe she isn't thinking. She's kissing."

Kat nodded. 

"What were you thinking about when you were kissing Kat?"

"I was thinking about how great it feels to hold her. I wondered if you were watching. I thought about how warm she is. I thought about the erection growing in my shorts and if she felt it."

"Pete, I want you to kiss me again. I want you to focus on this thought; "I am kissing Love itself. This is a spiritual experience."

They kissed again. The kiss lasted a long time. The skin near Kat's neck mottled in passion. Their breathing changed. Their arms held each other and didn't move around.

Pete looked into Kat's eyes and said, "What did you do to me?"

"I kissed you."

"That was more than any kiss I've ever had!"

"Pete that is lesson number one in being connected in Love. I recommend you stick around for the rest of the weekend and get a few more lessons."

"I don't want to go anywhere!"

"I do!" 

Kat took Pete by the hand and led him back to his bedroom. I guessed it was time for a more in-depth lesson in connectedness. Megan and I made some choices and started cooking dinner.




It Started in the Rain Ch. 05



As we ate dinner out by the pool the phone rang. Normally when that happens I don't answer. The machine does and after the meal I listen and respond. Something told me to answer.

"Lee."

"Rina. Lee I didn't want to bother you but Siomara has had a heart attack. They took her to Cedars. I'm headed there now, stopping to pick up Jake on the way."

"We'll meet you at the hospital."

The phone clicked. Rina was on her way. I went back out and explained what the call had been about. Sio was a good friend and her husband Jake was also family. They were both in their early sixties. I was going to the hospital to be with Jake. Megan said she would go too. Pete asked what he should do.

"What does your heart tell you?"

"Go. Be supportive of Jake and Sio. I can't do anything and I don't know them, but I want to be there for them."

"Get dressed. You're going."

Pam and Kat stayed at the house. We went to the hospital and Megan sat next to Jake for a couple of hours. When we were allowed in to Sio's room I held one hand and Jake the other. Sio opened her eyes and smiled a little. She went back to sleep. Pete stood at the end of the bed and watched.

At midnight I took everyone except Sio out in the hall.

"Megan I want you to take Jake home and make sure he gets at least six hours good sleep. I think Pete and I will stay here with Sio. After breakfast in the morning bring him back. OK?"

Jake nodded and Megan led him off toward the car. Pete and I went back into Sio's room. I took one hand and Pete held the other.

At a little after one a nurse came in and softly said, "Visiting hours have been over for a long time."

"We are spiritual practitioners here to assist Siomara at her family's request. May we stay?"

"Yes. I didn't know."

She came in twice more during the night to administer meds through Sio's IV.

Pete sat quietly for a long time. When he spoke I realized he was speaking as much to himself as to me.

"I don't know this woman. I really don't know any of you. I got in the van on Friday and it was like getting in some science fiction machine. Things I didn't believe were possible have happened to me in one weekend. I've felt and feel emotions like nothing I've ever felt before. I know that there are people who love me. I feel that when Sio opens her eyes and sees me here she won't ask who I am, she will just love me. I love her. I love Jake too. I know Megan and Kat and Pam will take care of him and love him. He is swimming in the love of this family."

I didn't speak. He didn't look at me. Pete sat holding Sio's hand. Later, he spoke again.

"Lee, can we talk?"

I nodded.

"I'm in. Whatever this is I want it. What's next?"

"Nothing."

"I don't understand."

"You've been in since we met. To be accurate, you've been in all your life you just didn't know about it. You couldn't feel Love and Life the way you feel them now until you knew it was possible. All the kisses you ever saw were lips touching lips and sometimes included tongues. Pam and Kat and Bonny and Megan have each and all kissed your soul. Your experience of Life has opened the door to more Life, more Love. You want more? Then Live and Love."

"Oh."

"You sit here holding Sio's hand. Why?"

"I asked that question hours ago. I didn't have an answer. I decided I would sit here holding her hand until I knew why. Now I know why and I don't want to let go."

"Why are you holding her hand?"

"I am loving God by loving her. I am holding the hand of God."

"Do you know how that sounds?"

"Yes. I don't even go to church. I just don't have any other way to say what I feel."

"You could say "I am holding Life in my hand. I am in touch with Love."

He was quiet a long time. Sio didn't move. Her breathing was shallow and regular.  The monitor showed numbers for her pulse rate and blood pressure. The machine softly beeped when a drop of her meds dropped into her IV tube. The light in the room slowly got brighter with the approach of dawn. I could see a clock on the wall behind Pete. Six o'clock.

Pete stood and leaned over Sio. He still held her hand. His lips touched hers. He stood back up and continued to watch her.

Sio's eyes opened and she smiled. She mouthed the words, "Thank you," and gripped both our hands a little tighter.

At seven-thirty a doctor came in and examined Sio. He explained to us everything he knew about her condition. The key information was that her heart was good and the damage was minor. She would stay in the hospital two or three days and then go home, if there would be someone there to care for her besides Jake. We assured the doctor that she would have twenty-four hour a day care. He spoke to the nurse and made notes. He ordered breakfast for Sio.

Jake and Megan were back by a little after nine. They heard the news and we watched them celebrate. By ten, other family was there to be with Jake and Sio. We went down to my van and went home. Pete and I had been up all night so Megan drove us home and Pete headed off to bed. He hadn't spoken between the hospital and home.

After his door closed Megan asked, "Well?"

"Pete and I talked last night. Pete sat with Sio and held her hand for seven hours. He discovered the Love within him and he shared it with Sio. He kissed her and she opened her eyes. Pete is healed in ways he hasn't even imagined."

"So, what's next?"

"I'm going to call Corine and ask if he can spend a few more days here. You OK with that?"

"I'll make the call, you sleep."

I was ushered off to bed. When I woke up it was getting dark. I felt and heard someone in bed with me. I reached out and found warm, soft skin that I didn't immediately identify. When I touched her she rolled over to face me and kissed me. I recognized the kiss! Corine was in bed with me!

"I came to see how we were doing. I was unprepared for what I found. When I walked in Pete was in the pool, swimming laps. Megan was sitting on a chair at one end of the pool and every time Pete finished a lap he lifted out of the water and kissed her pussy. After each kiss Megan announced the lap count and said, 'Thank you.'  He was on lap 164 when I quit watching."

"Not bad for a guy who sat up all night with a sick friend."

"Pam told me. She went into his room after he had five hours of sleep and crawled into bed with him. When he woke up his first words were, 'Thank you."

"I'd like him to stay a couple more days, if that's OK with you."

"Sure! Can I stay too?"

"If the Captain at the base can do without three of the best nurses in the Navy, then sure."



It Started in the Rain Ch. 06



 [Chapters 1 thru 5 can be found authored by Scorpio44. I apologize for the long delay before Chapter 6. No excuses.]

Corine and I kissed and shared pressing our warm bodies together in my bed. When the kiss ended she said, "When I arrived I was in uniform. I was sent by Captain Evans to see how our operation was progressing. Captain Evans said I could authorize extending his stay, if I thought it was worthwhile."

"Well? Is it?" I asked, knowing the answer was obvious.

"Yes! He's swimming laps and looks happy."

"Now, what about Commander Cross? How's she doing?"

"In the fifteen minutes before I crawled into bed with you I was kissed by four wonderful women, fed a Chinese food omelet, drank a little good coffee and was told I am loved. I crawled into bed with a sleeping man who folded me into his arms and held me in love without even waking up. Commander Cross is doing better than she believed was possible!"

"Good! Did you knock when you got here or did you open the door and walk in?"

"It was early. I thought everyone would be asleep so I used my key. When I put it in the lock I felt your love and acceptance. You opened to me and trusted me enough to give me the key so quickly. Lee, I'm blown away."

"Thank you. Pete's struggling a little with the new world he's in. I want him to have a few more days to process and come to grips with what's in front of him. I think he'll be fine, body and soul."

We kissed and stopped talking for a while. The first couple of kisses were tentative, then she relaxed and they became full kisses, using her entire body, mind and spirit to kiss my body, mind and spirit.

"Tell me what you want, please." I asked.

"I want to feel you inside me as we kiss again like that. I want to spend the rest of the day knowing you came inside me. I want my lips to remember your kisses and my body to remember your kisses all day long." She paused and said, "I want to express my "I love you" as strongly as I feel it."

She continued to kiss me and soon she was on top of me, straddling my hips and helping me fill her deepest need. We didn't hurry. We joined, became of one mind, one soul, one body and moved so she was on top, then under me. Time stopped or at least slowed to the point of being irrelevant. 

When we stopped thrusting together it wasn't just because we had cum. We had both cum and we kept expressing our joy at being connected. We didn't need to thrust. We were joined. We continued to kiss, touch and learn each other's bodies and feelings.

I slipped off into sleep again.

When my eyes opened Megan was two inches from my face. She closed the gap and kissed me.

"Daddy, Corine is in the living room. She understands the dilemma Pete is in. She talked with Pete after you went back to sleep. He explained what he's thinking and feeling as best he could. She wrapped him in her arms and they cried together for a little while."

"And?"

"And he's back in the pool swimming laps and kissing Rina. Corine's still on the couch, staring at the wall."

"We need to eat!" I said.

"What?"

"She's stuck in her head! Helping to make lunch and eating it will shift her focus and get all of us to redirect our energy. Let's go!" I got out of bed and took Megan with me. I pulled on some shorts and Megan pulled on the wrap she'd been wearing. On our way through the living room I collected Corine and when we got to the kitchen I gave them jobs to do, preparing lunch. As we worked Corine refocused and got into the rhythm of making sandwiches. When things were made and the table loaded I called Pete, Rina and anyone else to the table. Pete pulled himself out of the pool and toweled off as he walked Rina into the house. Both were nude.

Pete stopped when he remembered Corine, Commander Cross, was in the dining room. He wrapped in a towel and blushed. When we were all at the table we prayed, "Thank you" and began to eat. Commander Cross asked how the rehab was going. Rina answered, "I'm impressed. He's getting stronger every day."

"I need to go down to the ocean." Pete said, "I need a few laps around the pier to start really developing my stamina."

"Ready for that already?" Commander Cross asked. 

Rina nodded and Pete said, "Yes. Ma'am!"

"Don't forget to wear a suit." Commander Cross said. Pete blushed.

Rina said, "I'll take him down to the pier and bring him back when he's done."

When the meal was over Pete did the clean up. I went out by the pool and noticed his crutches were still where he left them when Bonnie took him inside for his first therapy session. After I was outside for a few minutes Megan came out and stood near me. She waited to speak, thinking maybe I had come out to process something and needed some quiet.

I walked the few steps to her and softly said, "Years of near solitude and now my life is full again. Thank you. Thank you for still being here. Thank you for giving me the time to heal."

She gave the hug back to me and said, "Healing isn't something I know how to rush. If tears would do it, it would have been over years ago. I shed lots of tears when you retreated, so did Rina, Bonnie, Siomara, and others."

"How do I thank each of you for hangin in there while I was gone?"

"You already have. You came back." She paused. "Are you out here thinking about Pete?"

"A little. I'm thinking about Siomara, about you, about Pam and Kat... about me, too."

"Oh. I notice you were at the end of your list. I've been meaning to talk to you about that. Can we?"

"Of course. Out here or inside?"

"Inside. And, in case it comes up, I'm Ok with anyone joining the conversation."

"Ok." I put my arm around her shoulders and her arm went around me, a little lower. Pete and Rina were gone. Corine was finishing up some extra clean up in the kitchen. Pam and Kat had gone back to the base.

I sat on the sectional couch in the family room. Megan sat on the same couch but on the other wing. Corine saw us, made a judgment call and started out of the room. Megan called to her, "Corine, I'd like it if you joined us. I value your opinion."

She came over and sat right in the middle, halfway between us.

"Dad has taken care of me since I was two months old and Brian since he was even younger. He volunteered. He took care of my Mom too, even after they divorced. Especially when she was sick and dying. He loves people. I don't know how to put this well, but I worry that he gives away so much of himself caring for others that he'll burn out... and retreat again. How can we prevent that?"

"You think Lee is in danger of being burnt out on love?"

"He loves so many people. And, he doesn't love them a little. I've watched how he loves. I've grown up hearing other people use the phrase "All or nothing." There is no "nothing" with my Dad. There's no half way, no little bit. He decides you're in and he means all the way in. How long had you known him when you got a key to the house?"

"I'd met him once on base and once here."

"I'll bet you don't know one other person in your entire life who does that. Most of the time he doesn't bother locking the damn door anyway! The key is just a symbol, another way to tell us he loves us!"

Corine looked at me and then back at Megan. "You want him to stop?"

"No! But I think it's time we took better care of him. I have a job. I live here full time. He pays the rent, the utilities, buys hundreds of dollars of food and never asks for us to participate."

I spoke up, "I don't ask and I don't turn down any contributions that come into the house. I get fully contributed to by having each of you in my life. For five years I bounced around in here alone, thinking about inviting people over. I cannot tell you how many times I picked up a phone and hung up without making the call that would have ended the solitude. I can't tell you why I stopped at the bus stop in the rain."

"We're all glad you did." Corine said.

"So am I. My home is full of love being expressed again. It feels like every time I open my arms a beautiful woman steps inside and lets me love her. Now even the U.S. Navy is letting me, us, love people back to health! Stop worrying. I am better cared for in body, mind and spirit than ninety-five percent of the people on the planet."

Corine spoke to Megan, "We're women. Worrying about the people we love is part of being a care-giver, a wife, mother, sister, nurse, we fall into caring as naturally as a dolphin falls into water. You don't need Lee's permission to care for him, neither do I. I crawled into bed with him without permission. I didn't do it just for me or just for him. I wanted to take care of him and take care of me."

She moved from the middle of the couch to my lap. She said, "I can't tell you I moved to his lap for his mental, physical and emotional health or mine. Lee said we haven't and won't fuck or make love. We join. We become one. I know I'm a better woman now than I was a month ago and sitting right here is a big part of why. Take Lee out for dinner. He'll know you are using dinner as a way of saying you love him. Bring home groceries, flowers, wash the dishes he sees all of it as saying you are expressing love."

"And, I don't need any of those things. You don't ever have to do anything for me to know you love me."

It was quiet for a long time. Corine put her head on my shoulder.

Megan sat and looked at us for a few minutes and then said, "I'm mad at grandma!"

I laughed, what she said was so surprising. "Why?" I asked.

"Cause she and grandpa only made you. The world needs more of you."

"We're making more people who love. Other parents start them, feed them, grow them and then, when they're ready, they come here to learn more about loving." I said.

Corine said, "Pete would still be lying depressed in a Navy hospital if your Dad hadn't stopped and given Kat and Pam a ride right into his heart."

"Don't lay all this on me. Kat walked out the gate and accepted a ride from a stranger. Truth is, it started in the rain. If it had been a beautiful day I probably would have driven by that bus stop at sixty and never even noticed Kat."

"Don't say that to Kat! She'd cry." Megan said.

"If she cries there will always be volunteers to dry her tears. I'm first in line."

"Ok. I feel better. Worrying about you is normal, natural and something built into my wiring. Corine says so."

I asked Corine, "When do you need to be back on base?"

"Tomorrow. But I should call and let Captain Evans know about Pete's progress. He may want to come see for himself."

Megan got her a phone and Corine called from my lap. Captain Evans asked to speak to me and Corine handed me the phone.

"Yes, Captain?"

"Is Petty Officer Alcord really down at the beach swimming around the pier?"

"Yes Sir, he is. A lady I know drove him down about an hour ago. Earlier this morning he swam two hundred laps of our pool and his crutches are right where he left them yesterday afternoon."

"That is difficult to believe. When he left he was depressed and I was worried. The Commander thinks a few more days with you would help him both physically and emotionally. Do you agree?"

"Sir, we all feel that way. We're a team and we talk a lot. Some of what we talk about is Pete. Come down and spend an hour or two here, then make up your own mind. I have a request though. As you drive down here be thinking of which Marine or sailor you want to send to us next."

"Ok, I'll come. No uniform, no rank. Petty Officer Alcord doesn't know me so it'll be an informal visit."

"This afternoon? This evening?"

"How about if I arrive at about 1730?"

"If it's an informal non-Navy visit, you need to drop the ranks and military times. And 5:30 will be fine. Bring a bathing suit unless you're comfortable skinny-dipping. Most of the folk around here prefer skinny-dipping."

"Petty... Pete seemed really bothered by his scars. Are you telling me he isn't bothered by them?"

"Pam wanted to check them yesterday afternoon. She asked him, while they were out by the pool with four other people, if she could check them. He dropped his swimsuit to the deck in front of God and everyone. I'd say the therapy is doing well."

"Then why not bring him back to the base?"

"One good meal doesn't cure malnutrition. One kiss doesn't cure loneliness. We've got his eyes open. Now we're helping him relearn how to open them himself."

"I get it. I thank you and I need to ask one more question; what can I bring?" 

"We're getting a little low on beer. Pete seems to prefer Bud light. Bring that and whatever else you'd like. No decisions have been made about dinner yet. Hell, I haven't had lunch yet."

"Is Commander Cross coming back to the base in the morning?"

"She's close by. Want to talk to her again?"

"Yes, please." I passed the phone to Corine.

She sat up straighter and answered professionally. Less than a minute later she pressed the button terminating the connection. She looked at me, shook her head a few times and said, "I can't believe I just talked to Captain Evans while I was sitting nude in your lap!"

"Wait a few hours and you can sit just like this with him here in the room with us!" Megan said, laughing at the face Corine made at the thought."

"Oh my God! He's coming here! Tonight!"

"Relax," I said. "This is not an inspection tour. He'll leave his white gloves back in his office. He'll wear casual clothes. Should I call him back and warn him about Rina?"

"No! I want to watch his face when he sees her chest." Corine said. "The first time I saw her she was sitting out by the pool with her legs spread and just as she looked over at me Pete lifted out of the water and kissed her pussy! She said "One hundred sixty-four" and he went back in to swim another lap."

I said, "Let's toss on some clothes and go get some lunch."

Two minutes later we were headed down the hill towards Santa Monica. We had lunch at a place called "On the Beach", that actually has their tables setting on the sand. We watched the runners and bikers going by on the bike path while we enjoyed a good lunch.

While we enjoyed lunch some friends stopped by. The first was a dentist I have seen for a number of years. He was rollerblading by, saw me with two beautiful women and rolled off the bike path, landing face first in the sand. Corine was to him in a flash.

"Are you OK?" She asked. He looked up at her and said, "I'm great now." He introduced himself and she helped him up. They came back to the table.

Corine said, "He's not hurt."

I said, "He knows how to land so he won't get hurt. He lands face first. Ladies, this is Dr. Mike Zole, my dentist. Mike this is Corine and this is Megan."

He found another chair and joined us. The waitress brought him a big glass of iced tea and asked him if he wanted his lunch now." He thanked her and nodded.

"I eat here for lunch three days a week." He said.

He faced me and asked, "What happened? I used to see you down here at the beach once or twice a week, then in the last three or four years I only see you for your exams."

"He woke up," Megan said. I nodded.

"And, it's been five years. I'm happy and sharing life again."

"So, which of these ladies gets the credit for waking you?" He looked between the two.

Corine answered, "Neither of us. Someone I know pretty well gets the credit. She'd be here with us but she's at work."

"Wait! I remember now. Five years ago you lived up in the Palisades and your wife... something happened to your wife."

"They divorced and she died." Megan said. "Daddy retreated into his cave and a month ago Kat woke him from hibernation."

"Daddy?"

"Yes. He's my Daddy."

"Well, welcome back! You look great and... you all look great!"

His lunch arrived and we all resumed eating. When we were done Mike said, "Lunch is on me. I'll look forward to seeing you here again sometime soon."

We walked to the parking lot and Mike rolled on his way. In the parking lot a silver BMW parked and the driver, a woman about forty, jumped out of the car leaving the door wide open and ran to me. As she got close I recognized her. Last time I'd seen her she had brown hair in a long ponytail and had been dressed in black. Last time had been at my wife's funeral. Now she had curly blond hair and was wearing white running shorts and a jog-bra.

She jumped and I caught her. Her legs wrapped around me as well as her arms and her lips found mine. Pow! We were kissing with enthusiasm. I remembered the press of her breasts against my chest. When the kiss ended she jumped to the ground and said, "I thought you were gone forever!"

We heard the horn of her car. The parking guy was standing by it and she looked, turned back and said, "Don't move!" She ran to her car, parked it, shut off the engine and ran back to us.

I got another hug and she said, "I'm sorry to just barge in like this, but I thought maybe you died, too."

I said, "Corine, Megan this is Connie. Connie is a friend from long ago."

Megan said, "Didn't you hang around the house while Mom was really sick? Didn't you used to wear your hair in a ponytail? "

"Yes, and it was brown."

"You were at Mom's funeral. Pearls and a pearl bracelet." Megan said.

"Yes, that was me. Lee gave me those pearls. Her death almost killed me." She wrapped an arm around me and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't get your names."

I said, "Connie, meet Corine a friend from Point Mugu and Megan you knew, she's my daughter."

Connie's body language was frenetic. She wasn't still a moment. Corine asked, "Would you like to come up to the house? Something tells me you know the way and you probably have a key."

"Oh my God! It's in the glove box! Wait! I'm intruding. I'll give you my card. You can call me when we can get together. I don't fly again until next Wednesday."

I smiled and said, "Give me the card at the house. The reason you have a key is so you can get in. Come any time. I happen to know the hot tub is cooking. Dinner will be around five-thirty or six-thirty."

Another car with three women in it came into the lot and honked. Connie looked and waved. Megan said, "We'll let you get to your lunch. It was great seeing you again." She stepped to Connie and kissed her cheek. I kissed her mouth and Corine kissed her mouth. The look on Connie's face was shocked at first, then she looked at me and said, "You really are back. I'm so glad."

In the car Corine said, "Never in my life have I kissed another woman on the mouth like that! She doesn't know I exist. Offer her a thousand dollars to tell you my name, she can't do it." Five seconds passed and she continued, "And, I just kissed her on the mouth!"

"By nine tonight she will be nude and available for kisses anywhere. As I remember she loves kissing. I can ask Brian to be sure but I think she was a tutor for him learning how to really kiss. Lesson one was on his eighteenth birthday. I think lesson number two was given by Rina."

Corine turned to Megan and asked, "Who gave you lessons?"

"Rina, Phil, Mike, Conner, Heather..."

I said, "Ok. Let's just say she had lots of volunteers."

Corine said, "Rina was first?"

"Yup. When I turned eighteen she taught me how to kiss, suck cock and eat pussy. It was a hell of a birthday."

"I didn't know she was first." I said.

"Mom called her. She wasn't up to teaching me herself and enrolled Rina in being my surrogate Mom for a weekend. They picked a weekend you were away, teaching."

"Wow! I didn't know."

"Can I ask a question? If it's too personal, just say so and I'll back away." Corine said.

"Ask anything." I said.

"No one ever uses your wife's name. She's referred to in various ways, but not by name. What's up with that?"

Megan put her hand on my arm and said, "Mom and Dad got divorced and about a year later she got sick. Dad moved her back in and took care of her with lots of us helping. When she died he whispered to me during the funeral that every time someone said her name he died a little inside. A good friend stood up during the funeral and started singing a song by John Denver, named for his first wife. Dad had to be helped outside. While he was outside I told everyone why he collapsed. I don't think any of us have said her name since."




It Started in the Rain Ch. 06



"I didn't know you did that. I want it to end. I love Annie and when we get home I want to find her song on any of the J.D. albums and play it, loud. Annie helped me learn how to love. When she died I forgot how for a while. Now, I'm ready to let her name remind me to love instead or reminding me of how much I miss her."

Corine said, "Oh." We were quiet all the rest of the way home.

A blue BMW and a white Chevy Tahoe were parked in front of the house. Megan said, "Brian is here, but I don't know who owns the BMW."

I didn't either. Corine said, "I do. Captain Evans. He's early."

As we got out of the car Abraham Evans got out of the Beemer. He was in crisp chinos and a pull over shirt with a little horse on the chest. We shook hands and he nodded to Corine and Megan. As we turned for the house I said, "If you shake a single hand inside everyone will know you don't belong. We hug. We kiss. You may even get your butt squeezed. You left the Captain back at Point Mugu."

"I'll try to remember." He said.

We walked through an open door into the house. I heard water noises and knew someone was in the pool or the hot tub. I led us out to the pool while giving Abraham the tour. When I stepped outside I saw Brian dive into the deepest part of the pool. I didn't see his face, I recognized his butt.

I said, "Also, you might see nudity. That is Brian."

Brian surfaced and swam to the side, lifting himself out effortlessly. I got a wet hug and a couple slaps on the back. Then he backed away a foot and said, "Dad, I heard a rumor that you were back. I had to come see for myself."

I countered with, "You drove all the way from Costa Rica to see if I was here?"

"No! I flew from Costa Rica to meet the woman who brought you back! She has to be incredible!"

I realized Abe was standing there so I turned Brian towards him and said, "Brian this is Abe. He's not who brought me back to the living, but he knows them. They're back up at Point Mugu working."

Abe had been warned and was almost prepared for the wet hug Brian gave him. When he let it go he stepped back and said, "Career Navy, huh?"

Abe nodded. Brian turned back to me and said, "So when does... wait! You said "them". There's more than one?"

Megan and Corine came out of the house and the conversation was interrupted. Brian was almost dry when he hugged them both. They hauled him inside for food and left Abe and I alone out by the pool.

"Is it busy like this around here often?" Abe asked.

"Lately, yes. For about five years it was silent. I met Kat and the doors flew open. I haven't seen Brian since the day we buried Annie, my ex-wife. Now he's back too. Life is good."

Corine came out and said, "Rina just called. She had planned to take Pete home and bring him back tomorrow, but Megan convinced her to come for dinner first. I think Pete just became the fly to Rina's spider."

Brian came back out eating the last bite of something and trailing Megan and Corine a minute later. Megan stripped and joined Brian in the water. Corine looked at us and shrugged her shoulders, stripped, folding her clothes neatly on the table and dove in.

We watched them frolic in the pool and talk. Brian wanted details about Kat and Pam. Abe wanted to know more about the dynamic he was seeing. At the risk of ending Operation Mae West I told him the answers to his questions.

"Lee, did Megan and Brian grow up in a clothing optional environment?"

"Yes. Especially out here by the pool we wore our one-button suits. Around the house nudity was permitted with limitations. Bare butts don't sit on furniture. Boys don't walk around the house with an erection. Masturbation happens in private and never leaves evidence."

"So, they both saw you and your wife naked often?"

"I'd say it was pretty close to daily."

"You were openly affectionate with your wife in front of them?"

"Yes. In what you didn't ask I heard an inquiry about how open. We didn't engage in coitus, fellatio or cunnilingus when they were observing. They knew, by the time they were seven, what those things were but not from observation. It would be pretty hard to live with a sex educator and not know. Did we pat each other on the butt in front of them? Yes. Kiss in front of them? Yes. Did I fondle Annie in front of them? No, but I was caught a few times."

"May I speak to them about the way they grew up?"

"They are adults. What you talk to them about is between you and them. At the moment all Brian knows is you're Navy. Megan knows who you are and what your role is here. She knows you're a Captain."

"Are you staying dressed because I am?"

"At the moment, you're a guest. I want a guest to be comfortable, so I'm dressed. My guess is, that if you ask Corine to join us, she'll cover up on the way here."

"To really fit in and have Pete be comfortable around me, I should be in the water when he arrives." Abe said.

"Do you have scars?" I asked. He nodded. "Emotional or physical?"

"Physical." He answered.

"If you wear a swim suit will they be covered?"

"Yes, mostly. Why?"

"Then wear a suit. Pete will probably ask you about them. My guess is he'll show you his scars and tell you his story. When you take the suit off it will build a bond between you that will last even after he finds out you're a Navy Captain. That's my best guess."

"I like the way you think. Let me get into my suit."

He got up. I didn't. I didn't go with him. Bathrooms and whatever else he might want are pretty easy to find. As soon as he was inside I dropped my clothes and jumped in.

Corine swam to me and gave me a kiss. "I thought he'd keep you out there, dressed, for the rest of the day!"

"No! I can't do it. After five hours in clothes I have an allergic reaction. The only cure is kissing naked women." We administered the cure. We were still administering the cure when Abe came back out. He had on surf shorts, almost knee length. A scar peeked out at about the spot where an appendix might have been, once upon a time. When he dove in I saw another scar on his back just under his shoulder blade.

Corine didn't let go of me. Megan and Brian swam over to Abe and began getting to know him a little better. I heard Megan ask about the scar on his back.

"Long ago when I was young I was in South East Asia I got stabbed in a fight. That scar is the memory I have to remind me to be grateful to be alive."

"South East Asia is a big place." Brian said. "Where in SEA?"

"Cam Ron Bay, in Viet Nam."

"I assume you weren't there as a tourist?"

"No. If I can ask, what were you doing in Costa Rica?"

"I take people adventuring. Scuba, snorkeling, rafting the rivers, surfing, hiking, all that stuff."

"That explains the muscles and tan, I guess."

Megan said, "No. Brian has looked pretty much like this since he was a senior in high school."

I whispered to Corine, "Pete is going to take a look at Brian and start talking about SEALS."

"Who will convert whom?" Corine asked. She turned in my arms so her butt was against my front. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders. Her left hand held my left forearm while her right hand snaked between us and held my dick. She didn't stroke me, just held me, tenderly.

A look at the clock and I knew we needed a conversation about dinner. Without breaking the holds we had on each other we got closer to Megan, Abe and Brian. I said, "We need to talk about dinner."

Megan smiled and said, "Done! Wasn't that easy?"

"I missed something. What did I miss?"

"When Rina called I asked if they could bring dinner for eight. She said "Sure". Dinner is handled.

"Eight? I only count seven." Abe said. "Lee, Megan, Brian, Corine, me, Rina and Pete."

Megan smiled and said, "You didn't meet Connie. We bumped into her at lunch. I'm thinking she'll be here pretty soon."

"You forgot Bonnie! So did I." I said, "She gets back today. She'll probably come here straight from LAX. (Los Angeles International)"

"It's Ok, we always seem to have enough," Megan said. "and Rina always bring extra."

"Who are Connie and Bonnie?" Abe asked.

"Daddy's lovers, my friends and Corine's friends too."

"Oh." I sensed some unease in his, "Oh." So I asked what the energy shift was all about.

"I've been Navy for a very long time. Like most military services we are conservative. There are rules of conduct and they are strictly followed. I'm learning that I have sent one of my people into an environment that, to say the least, is liberal. I guess I'm having a problem adapting my thinking to allow for this environment to be conducive to healing for one of my SEALs."

Corine moved closer and said, "I've been Navy quite a while, too. And, as conservative as the Navy is for men, it's been my experience it is more restrictive for women. Yet when I listened to Lt. Walters talk about Lee and how he treats her and then I listened to Lt. Dalby talk about him I decided I needed to see for myself. When he came to the base to pick up Pete he handed me a key to this home. He has some different ideas about how to treat people. The best way to understand where he is about people is to hang out and watch how he treats people. My counsel is to watch and learn, Sir."

Abe looked at the naked Navy Commander standing before him and he smiled. He waited a few more seconds and said, "I've just been taught a lesson by a Navy Commander who taught the lesson in her skin uniform. I'd better listen."

I heard the doorbell. I knew it was not to announce someone's arrival; it was a call for help.

"Someone needs helping hands!" I said, "I think dinner has arrived." The pool emptied and all of us went to help. Abe saw Pete leading the procession into the kitchen. He had a grocery bag in each hand, no limp and a big grin on his face. He was followed by Rina carrying two more bags. She said, "There are three more bags in the back of my car."

The bags hid Rina's most striking assets. Abe and Brian went to Rina's car and brought in the bags. The rest of us started setting out dinner. We rounded up a few chairs and gathered around my big table. Rina must have thought we were feeding the U.S. Navy. She brought enough food for at least twenty people.

When Abe got a look at Rina without the bags of food he was stunned. Rina saw the look and whispered loud enough to be heard, "Has he been out at sea a long time?"

Pete answered, "No Ma'am. That's Captain Evans. He runs the hospital on base."

Rina looked him in the face and said, "Navy women have tits, too. I know. I've seen a few lately."

Abe said, "I'm very sorry. I stared. Please accept my apology." He focused on her eyes as he spoke to her.

Rina looked at me and asked, "Friend or foe?"

"Friend." I answered.

Rina smiled and said, "Apology accepted, on one condition." She lifted the camisole up and off. "You have to apologize to the both of these by kissing them and me."

She stepped closer and Abe stepped across the distance as well. He knelt and looked over at Corine, saying, "Corine, please close your eyes for a minute."

Corine said, "Is that an order, Captain?"

"No. Watch if you want." His hands held Rina's sides and he buried his face into her left breast. His face disappeared to his ears in her soft mound.

Rina said, "Oh, he's good!"

A few seconds later, he emerged and pressed into her right breast, just as deeply. Rina's hands held the back of his head and she moaned. When he emerged he stood up and kissed Rina. It was obvious Rina was doing her best to swallow the Captain. I glanced at Pete. His mouth was hanging open and his eyes were wide.

I moved closer to Pete and when Rina and Abe broke their lip-lock I quietly asked Pete, "How you doing?"

"Two days ago I'd have been jealous. Now, I'm happy for both of them. They shared something wonderful." He looked at me, directly and said, "Thank you." It was a prayer.

I asked, "Are we going to eat this feast or watch Rina administer breast therapy?"

Abe said, "We'd better eat. Breast therapy could take days."

Megan added, "Especially if we use Rina's breasts." As we all laughed we moved to take seats at the table. Somehow Megan had organized seating for fifteen. When the eating started there were seven of us at the table. Ten minutes after we started passing plates and bowls the front door opened and Connie joined us. She had found and brought two friends with her. I recognized them as having had lunch with her at "On the Beach."

They brought a huge cake. A carrot cake. Connie remembered dinners from years ago and brought half a sheet cake. I hoped lots of people ate it. Connie introduced everyone to her friends and I introduced the rest of the table to Connie and her friends. 

Fifteen minutes later the door opened again and Bonnie walked in with two more friends. Intros were made and more food passed. One of Bonnie's friends looked at Rina and said, "That's incredible! Pardon me if I'm rude, but are those home grown?"

Pete blurted, "They are! I checked." Everyone laughed while Pete blushed, and smiled. 

Rina added, "I grew them myself. There is a secret to growing wonderful tits like mine. Unfortunately, I don't know the secret."

During the meal Abe and our new friends asked lots of questions and friendships grew. Connie's friends had heard about her time with Lee and willingly shared with Abe about what she had said.

"She told us that Annie, Lee's wife, had introduced her to Lee and he had helped her with a relationship she was..." Helen said.

"Entangled in." Fran added. "He helped her see that the man she was with was using her, controlling her and she was giving away herself bit by bit."

Helen resumed her tale, "Connie was able to end the relationship and come out stronger. She told us how painful it was to watch Annie get sick and then..."

I added, "Annie died. She divorced me before she was sick enough to know she was dying. She let me care for her the last months of her life."

Connie stepped in. "You are talking about me as if I was a thousand miles away, or worse. Here's the story in a nutshell: Annie introduced me to Lee. I watched how he loved her and how he was towards everyone. I discovered I wanted to love him and when Annie moved back in and Lee took care of her those last months I did my best to take care of Lee,"

Megan asked, "So, why did you go away when Mom died?"

I answered, "She didn't go away. I asked her to go. I knew I wasn't able to love her or anyone the way I wanted to be able to love. She told me she would stay here and take care of me..."

"For as long as it took." Connie said. "I meant it."

She came to me and we kissed again. Not the kiss of the parking lot at "On the Beach", or the one the day five years before when I sent her away. This was the kiss that washed away the years of pain, the years of solitude and loneliness.

Twelve people watched Connie and I kiss. Not a sound was made by any of them. When the kiss ended thirteen people took a collective breath. Megan waited about five seconds and asked, "What does this mean?"

I didn't let go of Connie. We looked at Megan and she asked again, with more clarity in the question, "What does this mean for Kat, Pam, Bonnie and Me? Is it going to be like when Mom was alive? You loved all of us, but you held back because Mom wanted to be the only one you touched?"

In her voice I could hear the pain of living like that, and the pain of knowing what would happen if I pulled back from all of them. I didn't answer, Connie did.

"Megan, if Lee offered to shut down that part of him to be with me, I would say no. Part of why I love him is that he was willing to love all of us and care for Annie like he did. I saw how it hurt him. Annie saw it, too. We even talked about it, when Lee was working or being of service somewhere. She freed Lee so he could love others. I only want to be loved fully and completely like each of you is loved. Lee isn't my man alone. He loves us and that's the way it should be."

Megan came to my arms and Connie's and we hugged. Tears fell. We didn't care who shed them. I knew some of them were mine. I looked up and saw Bonnie and Rina crying. The smallest movement brought both of them to me.

Brian joined the hug and said, "It was worth the trip. Welcome back, Dad."

Abe and Corine joined us, too. When I looked up again I saw Helen, Fran and the two women Bonnie had brought to dinner crying and watching from a few feet away. I said, "You are family, if that speaks to you. You are already loved. Come, join us."

The hug expanded to take us all in. More tears fell and more bodies embraced. After a minute Megan left the hug saying, "Please don't break the hug. I'll be right back."

She ran out of the room and in less than a minute she was back. We all heard the music start, then the tenor voice rang through the house for the first time in over five years, "You fill up my senses, like night in a forest..." Annie's song, John Denver's voice. We all sang, softly at first, then loudly with kisses, laughter and play between the words.

When the music ended the hug broke apart and people moved to various places in the house and back yard. Connie, Megan and I moved to a couch in the living room. We talked, touched and reunited.

A while later Pete came in and asked if we could talk. I motioned him to a chair.

"Lee, Thank you. Thank you for bringing me here and including me in your family. You asked me to stay a while and discover what was here for me, then decide. In the last half and hour or so I've talked with Brian and with Corine and Captain Evans."

I leaned forward, maintaining contact with both Connie and Megan as I leaned. "And?"

"And, I'm going to requalify for SEALS and finish out my enlistment. Sixteen months from now I'll be getting out and looking for work. Brian has offered me a job with his company. I already know we'll do well together as business partners and brothers."

I stood and hugged him in congratulations for picking a path. Connie and Megan hugged him too. He went back out to the pool.

Megan explained Pete to Connie. As she explained Abe and Corine joined us, stopping the explanation. Corine said, "We're going back to the base. Next weekend we want Pete back. We've talked about who's next and if you're up for another project we have one for you, whenever you're ready."

I asked, "How soon can I have Kat and Pam for a couple of days?"

"It's possible I can swap shifts around and give them both the next two days off." Corine said. Abe nodded agreement.

"If you work it out, call me. I'll come get them."

"You want it that way? I can loan them my car."

"I want to come get them." I said. Abe hugged me and went around saying, "Good-bye, for now" before he left. Corine dressed in starched whites, kissed a dozen people and she followed Abe out and gone.

We made the rounds making sure everyone was being taken care of, comfortable and not falling apart. Connie talked to her two friends and let them know they were welcome in my home anytime. Megan and I talked with Bonnie and her friends.

Megan said, "I don't know how that was for you both. We aren't a normal family."

Judi said, "No worries. Bonnie has explained Lee and his life to us before. I just didn't believe her."

Debbie added, "For a long time I thought you were her imaginary friends. She talked about you but none of us had ever seen you."

"And?" I asked.

"If what we just saw is an example of what loving is really all about, I want in. Being loved by you has changed Bonnie's life. I didn't know Connie before today, but I want to be treasured like that." Judi said. Debbie nodded. Tears flowed as they spoke.

I said, "I seldom, if ever, lock the front door. You are welcome here. There is a rule here. This is a loving space. Please only bring loving energy here."

Debbie got her courage together and asked, "How many times do I need to come here and hang out before I get a kiss like the one Connie got?"




It Started in the Rain Ch. 06



"Depends." Megan answered. "Do you want it from Dad, from me, from Rina? Who do you want a kiss from?" 

"From Lee." She blushed as she answered.

Megan said, "Stay right where you are and close your eyes." She closed her eyes. Megan said, "Daddy has been Connie's lover for years. He knows her body in some ways better than she does. When he held her and she held him they were connected from toes to the hair on their heads. Do you want that kind of connection?"

"Yes!" She whispered. Connie, Megan and I undressed her and me. Her eyes were still closed and she was trembling.

I touched Megan's lips with a fingertip. She stayed quiet. I stood within an inch of Debbie's nipples touching me and I whispered, "Kiss me with more than your lips, more than your mouth. Feel every place where we are connected, everywhere we touch and kiss me there. Kiss me with every fiber of you. Don't think about technique, mechanics or physics. Just kiss."

My lips touched hers. Seconds passed and I pressed forward a little. Our chests touched and I felt the warmth of her breasts pressing against my chest. Our thighs and hips touched, then her belly touched mine and her tongue slithered into my mouth.

Long seconds into the kiss she was still thinking, about what she was supposed to do, how it felt. I held her naked ass in my hands and gently kneaded her. She tightened up, slowly relaxed and finally surrendered to living in the kiss. I have no idea how long we kissed. The kiss ended by mutual consent. I look into her eyes and asked, "Was that what you wanted?"

She nodded, unwilling to trust her voice.

I said, "Anytime you want kisses like that. Ask. All of us are available."

"I want to say something, but my brain tells me I can't say it."

I held her face in my hands and said, "I love you."

"I know. I love you, too." Tears streamed down her face.

I looked and Judi was undressed, her clothes a pile beside her feet, her arms crossed in front of her chest hiding her small breasts. As soon as we made eye contact she closed her eyes and dropped her arms to her sides. I did not release Debbie but drew Judi to us and I kissed her. She didn't open her eyes but surrendered immediately. One of her arms went round my lower chest the other went around Debbie.

Neither opened their eyes when the kiss ended. I said, "You've wanted to be more than friends for years, but didn't want to be lesbians. You are not lesbians. You are human beings who can and do love many people. Kiss each other as I hold you."

They kissed. Hands roamed their bodies. Noises were shared and hips pressed hips. When the kiss ended they both took deep breaths.

"Open your eyes." They did, mere inches apart they looked at each other in new ways.

I waited.

I waited some more and then I said, "Say it."

They said, "I love you." In unison and to each other. The turned to face me, inches from my face and they said it again, "I love you."

"I love you, too. Now, go get some food and water. Come back for your clothes later."

We found another couch and as we sat Connie landed in my lap. Megan said, "If you'll excuse me..." and walked out, closing the door as she left.

We kissed. At the end of the kiss she asked, "Do I have to ask for you to take me to bed?"

"No. Taking you to bed is a grand idea. However, I need to make sure our guests are taken care of. Would you like to go with me or shall I find you in the bedroom?"

"I'll go with you." We went on rounds. In the kitchen we found Debbie, Judi, Brian and Pete. Pete and Brian were seated on bar stools with Judi on top of Brian and Debbie on Pete's lap

Before I said anything Connie said, "Lee and I are going to bed. You know you can stay. Please hold the noise down, if possible." She kissed all four people generously and we went outside. Helen, Fran, Bonnie and Megan were beside the hot tub wrapped in towels.

They watched us walk close and again Connie spoke up. "Lee and I are going to bed. With your permission, Megan, I'd like tonight alone with him."

"Permission given. You never need ask again. And, just so it's out in the open, anytime you want company, I'd love to share time and affection with both of you."

Bonnie said, "I'm so glad Lee's back! I'm thrilled! And what Megan said goes for me, too. I'd love to spend some intimate time with both of you."

Helen and Fran stayed quiet. Connie said, "Stay if you'd like. Come back when you want. No need to call first, just come. If we're not here, come in anyway. Make yourself at home."

Connie and I kissed all four ladies and went to the master suite. I turned on the shower and Connie said, "I've thought of this shower a thousand times. Lee, Honey, I've missed you most of all, but this shower... is incredible!"

"It wasn't even fun for five years. It takes joyful, loving bodies for really good clean fun."

At the first touch of soap to her skin I remembered how sensitive her skin was to touch. She loved massage level pressure everywhere except on her breasts. Her breasts ached for the tenderest of touches. A fingertip slowly going around her areola without touching the nipple could bring her off, if one could go slow enough, long enough.

I turned her so the hot water hit her back. My hands worked up a lather and then I used a fingertip to apply the soap to her breast, slowly running a single fingertip around her areola.

"You remembered. You want to have me go crazy, don't you?"

"I want to dry your legs and watch your juices run little streams down you inner thighs. I want to lick those streams and then drink from their source. I want to drink from you until I feel you shudder beneath me and cum for the fourth time."

We kissed again. She shut the water off and said, "Then, let's get dry."

We dried and kissed again. Back in the bedroom I touched the inside of her thigh, just above her knee. I found a little rivulet of her juices, so I knelt and began licking up her leg towards the source of her streams. 

When I was inches from her source I stopped and said, "Do not cum, yet."

My mouth moved to her other leg and she watched as my mouth worked up towards her slit. I switched to her other leg and licked a long slow lick to her labia and my tongue touched her slit.

Her back arched, and then sank, as I didn't finish her off.  "You didn't ask if you could cum."

"Please? I've waited five years for this!" She pleaded. I moved above her, spread her legs and put my cock at her entrance. I counted to twenty in my head and pressed inside her completely.

She was vocal, starting softly with a moan. "Lee, press into me! I'm so tight. Oh!"

At the deepest point I stopped and held still a few seconds. Connie closed her eyes and relaxed; savoring the feelings I was giving her. Then I pulled back and immediately shoved in deep again. Her eyes opened and her energy begged for a kiss. She got a kiss for each stroke in.

Her legs wrapped me and assisted me in stroking into her. She sensed I was getting close. She said, "Have my ass, Lee. I saved it for you." She moved away from me, breaking the connection for a moment while she turned and presented me with her holy of holies. I pushed against her and she gave herself to me. My hands held her ass cheeks.

I was home again. The energy was complete. Being intimately connected to Connie and being able to feel the love filling our home and reaching miles away to Kat and Pam, Abe and Corine I knew I was back.

Connie knew it too. She was crying as we mated. When I had emptied into her we cleaned up and made it to the bed. We held and looked at each other and words would not come. She said everything I needed to hear by saying nothing at all.

We slept. The phone didn't ring. The alarm clock didn't wake us. Other sounds didn't wake me. I did wake up, instantly aware that Connie and I were not alone. I opened an eye and saw Rina and Pete looking at us, smiling. I had my arm over Connie and I was spooned against her beautiful butt. She was spooned against Bonnie. I felt Megan's arm draped over my chest and her breasts pressed against my back.

Pete whispered, "I can't tell anyone at Mugu about any of this. No one would believe me."

Rina shook her huge breasts against his arm and asked, "Can you tell them about me?"

"I thought I'd take pictures of you!"

"Wide angle to get them both in." She joked.

Connie opened her eyes, surveyed the scene and said, "I thought I asked if we could sleep alone."

Megan said, "You did! Now you're awake and the family is enjoying the morning."

Connie smiled, kissed me and said, "I am grateful I got as much private time as I got."

Pete asked, "Is anyone else hungry?"

Rina laughed. She turned him towards the kitchen and said, "We'll start breakfast."

I said, "I need to ask Abe for a food allowance." We all laughed.

We ate and during the big breakfast we talked.

I asked, "Connie, where do you live now? What are you doing?"

She paused and said, "Ask me what you want to ask me, Lee."

"Will you do whatever you need to do to live here with Megan and me?"

"Shouldn't this be a discussion with all the people who love you? Pam and Kat don't even know I exist."

Megan said, "They know. Trust me, they know."

Connie asked, "What do they know?"

"They know who you were and who you are. They know Daddy has loved you for many years and they know that loving you doesn't change Daddy's love for them." Megan said.

"Then I guess they know all they need to know until we meet. That's today, isn't it?"

"Yes. I believe that they have decided to love you, sight unseen." The phone was on the far side of the bed from me so I asked for it. When it was in my hand I dialed the phone number for Pam's BOQ room. It rang once and her honey voice answered, "Lt. Dalby."

"Hi. In less than an hour I'm heading to the base to pick you both up. We get two days before you need to be back. Here's what I request: talk with Kat and then call me back. The question I need an answer for is this: I can come alone and we can talk about what's changed for the hour plus that it takes to get home or I can bring Connie with me and you can get all your questions answered that way. The two of you get to choose."

After a fifteen second pause she asked, "Tell me." The words came out as if they were hard to ask.

"I love you, Pam and I love Kat. That has not and will not change, ever. Call me back as soon as possible. Call my cell." I hung up.

We headed for the bedroom to dress when my cell rang. Megan said, "They want Connie to come with you!"

I answered and Kat said, "I need to hear it, too."

"I love you. I love you, Kat. That has not and will not change. A woman I have loved for many years is back in our lives and I want the two of you to meet and love her. So, do I bring her with me or does she stay here until we get here?"

"Bring her! And, Lee, we already love her."

"Ok, great! We'll see you soon."

"We'll meet you at the gate. Call when you're at the Big Rock, Ok?" A couple miles south of the main gate to Pt. Mugu is a huge rock between the highway and the ocean. It probably has an official name, but all I've ever heard it called is Big Rock.

"Aye, Aye." We hung up.

"You're going!" I said as I took Connie's hand and headed for the door. Pete was waiting by the front door, his stuffed bag in his hand. He was wearing the same clothes he came in.

"I'm ready to go back, Lee. I love being here and I love being loved and pampered by all these people who love you, but becoming a SEAL again requires I get back and work."

"You sit in the back, son." I ushered him out the door. Connie sat up front with me.

We were in our own thoughts for a few miles, then Pete said, "Lee, Thank you. I'm not the same guy anymore."

"Do you like the new guy?"

"Oh, yeah!"

"Then you're on the right path. Good for you."

"Can I come back?"

"Of course. You're family. Remember what you said when you said you couldn't tell anyone about my home, my family? It's the truth. You can tell anyone that you and I are friends, that you and Brian will be going into business when you leave the Navy, but anything to do with the way we live, nudity, skinny-dipping, Rina, Bonnie, or others you've met needs to be Top Secret."

"I understand. If I said anything I probably wouldn't be believed anyway, but if I was believed it could get someone in deep shit."

Connie waited a few minutes for that conversation to sink in and take root. Then, she asked, "Pete, tell me about Kat and Pam, please."

"Sure. They're Navy nurses. It's easy to tell they love all us guys. They talk with us, joke with us, tease us. They're a lot like our big sisters, except some of the teasing is almost sexual. Pam likes to let some lace show in her cleavage sometimes. It's good for morale. When they do the nurse thing, changing bandages, cleaning us up when we can't, it's obvious they care. They don't want to hurt us, embarrass us or cause any problems, you know? Pam was married to some officer, but he cheated around on her and she was pretty hurt. I don't think Kat has ever been married. I used to wonder why she wasn't married. She's so great! So's Pam. I've got to get back to calling them Lt. Walters and Lt. Dalby."

"You used to wonder, but now you don't wonder?" Connie asked.

"I think she was waiting for Lee, or someone like him."

"Yeah. I can see that. Me, too." Connie said.

Driving along the edge of the Pacific up to Pt. Mugu is almost hypnotic. Both of them spent time looking at the ocean and being quiet. I watched the road. As I made the turn beside Big Rock I handed Pete my cell phone and asked him to hit speed dial number six. I told him to tell whoever answered that we just passed the rock.

When someone answered, Pete's posture improved and he said, "Lt. Dalby, Lee asked me to tell you we just passed the big rock." He paused and said, "Yes, Ma'am." He paused again and said, "Oh Shit! Sorry Ma'am, I forgot my crutches!" Another pause and he said, "Yes, Ma'am." And hung up.

"She said for you to drive to the hospital. She'll bring my crutches back when she comes back."

I said, "Pete, I hold you in my heart right beside Brian. You are my son. I trust you to keep your mouth shut. You can talk with Pam, Kat, Connie, Brian, Rina or me anytime. Do not talk to the Navy. Not even to Abraham Evans."

"Aye, Aye!"

We were waved through the gate and I remembered how to get to the hospital. Corine was waiting outside with a wheelchair. Pete opened the side door and said, "Ma'am, I can walk."

"I know you can, SEAL. I also know you will ride back into the hospital."

Her tone was clear. The "you will" in her speech was quite clear. Pete transferred to the chair and sat down. Corine said good morning to us and said Pam and Kat were on their way. They came out the front doors of the hospital carrying uniforms and a bag each, dressed in civilian clothes.

They got in, slid the door closed and Kat said, "I'm not even saying hello until we are off base!" I drove. We got saluted and I turned south. At the first parking area beyond the base I pulled in and stopped. The door slid open, Connie's door opened and my door opened. All four of us got out and hugged. Introductions were made and kisses exchanged. When we got back in Pam sat up front with me. Kat and Connie sat in back and I noticed they held hands.

Stories were shared, comments made and I only needed to defend myself once. Then Pam said what I had waited for: "Is anyone else hungry?"

Her timing was perfect. I stopped at the same restaurant that Kat and I had stopped at on our first day together. When our meals were delivered Kat said, "Megan told us things at the house are about to change. She didn't say how."

"Lee asked me to move in." Connie said. The look on Pam's face wasn't even surprise.

Kat asked, "Megan moved in. It meant we shared Lee a little bit more. I had a weekend alone with him. The next weekend I brought Pam home and Megan joined us. The house is filled with people and love. My boss in the Navy woke up in bed with Lee! How will you moving in change things?"

I noticed she said she brought Pam "home." She had moved in. Not so much her stuff, but her heart.

"One more person around who loves you. I won't always be there. I fly. I work as a flight attendant. Mostly I fly to the Far East, so when I fly I'm gone six days, eight days at a time. The first twenty-four hours I'm back I'm dead. I need sleep, food and TLC."

Pam said, "We have Master's degrees in TLC."

Kat said, "Speaking of TLC, we have a file from Captain Evans for you to look at. He thinks he's next."

"I don't want the file. I want you to tell me, is he a candidate, really?"

Pam said, "If he didn't have the same hang up Pete came with, about nurses, I'd do him myself!"

"Will he like Rina?"

"Not as much as he'll love Megan. When Megan sits close to him and looks deep into him with her eyes, he's gone."

"What's physically wrong?"

"Lost his left arm at the elbow. Has a shrapnel scar that is about six by eight inches on his upper chest."

"Whoa. He thinks he's damaged goods and no woman wants damaged goods?" Connie asked. Pam and Kat nodded.

"Let's bring him home. How old is he?" Connie was in.

"Twenty-seven. He's a Petty Officer 3rd." Pam responded.

"Got someone in mind?" I asked.

"Yes. You met her. I had lunch with her at "On the Beach" and brought her with me to the house. Her name is Fran. She flies the same routes I do, just not always together."

"Ok." I passed my cell to Pam and said, "Call Abe and tell him Operation Mae West 2 is on for this Friday."

"No point in waiting, huh?" Kat asked. I shook my head.

"You'll probably have him back on base before he meets me." Connie said. "I leave Friday. I go to Narita, in Japan. Be back the next Saturday." She paused, thinking. She hauled her cell phone out of a pocket and dialed. 

"Fran, Connie. When do you fly next?" A pause. "Did you like Brian? What about Pete?" A longer pause. "Think you can remember how to get to Lee's? Good. Come for dinner." A short pause. "Ok, Tomorrow night. Dress comfortable, you won't be in your clothes long anyway." They both laughed and the call ended.

Connie said, "She has a short flight day after tomorrow and then she doesn't fly again until next Thursday. She's coming for dinner tomorrow."

"She doesn't get to know anything except Pam and Kat like this guy and we're bringing him home for some R&R." I said.

"R&R? Another military thing?" Connie asked.

Pam said, "It stands for Rest and Relaxation."

"Somehow I think it may be one and very little of the other." Connie smiled.

"Let's not call Corine until after dinner tomorrow. I'd like all of us to get a sense of Fran, if that's Ok with you." I said. Pam handed my cell back to me.

Connie nodded and dialed another number. "Mike? Connie. I need two strong guys and a truck. I'm moving!" She paused. "Yes, Lee's back! How soon? Ok, Tomorrow at nine. Thanks, I love you."

"When we get home we need to look at where I can put my stuff. "

Kat asked, "Lee, have you ever considered adding closets to the house?"

"That's a good idea. We have four beds. We just need more closet space. Let's look at that when we get home, too."

The ride home was comfortable and the three women in with me bonded as sisters. All three understood without saying the words that none were a threat to the other. Two minutes from home my cell rang. I handed it to Connie and she answered.

"Lee's phone." She was quiet a long time. I could feel her energy go cold and we saw tears fill her eyes and then spill down her cheeks. She choked out four words and hung up. "We'll be there soon."

She looked at me and said, "Sio asked Jake to bring her to the house. They were waiting in the living room for us. Jake got her a glass of water and when he came back to her, she was gone."




It Started in the Rain Ch. 06



"Are they still at the house?" Pam asked.

Connie nodded and said, "It just happened. Jake called us first. Now he's calling 911."

I stepped a little harder on the gas. "He needs us." I said.

We were there before the paramedics, police or anyone else. I gave my cell to Kat and she called Megan at work. I called Brian and almost a dozen other people. Jake was sitting on the couch next to Sio, holding her in his arms. I left the front door open. Pam met the responders in the driveway and talked to them before they entered. They entered quietly and did what they needed to do with as little fuss as possible. When it was time to take Sio's body we all walked with the gurney to the van. Each of us kissed her good-bye; they closed the doors of the van and drove away. Megan, Bonnie and Connie helped Jake back into the house.

They put him on a couch and bracketed him. Megan on his left and Bonnie on his right. I went to my office and started making more calls to their family and friends. One of those calls was to Commander Cross. I asked that she clear the way for Pete to get some time with us, especially for the funeral. She said she'd clear it with Captain Evans.

An hour later Kat came to me and handed me my cell phone. It was Corine. "When I told Pete, he broke down and cried. He said, "I feel like my sister died."

I asked, "Where are you and he right now?"

"In my car on PCH headed south."

"Do I need to send a nurse or two back to Mugu?" I asked.

"If they're needed Captain Evans knows where to find us." 

"Let me talk to Pete, please."

"Lee?" He asked.

"Jake's here at the house. Sio was here when she died. How are you doing?"

"I wasn't surprised, just felt like someone I loved had died. I have no history with her other than that one night, but... Lee, my sister died." I heard the sounds of him crying and noticed I was crying, too.

"Just come home, son. Be with us. Thank you."

"Thank you." He hung up. I went to see how Jake was doing. Bonnie was still on one side of him, Rina had taken the spot to his other side and Connie was curled into his lap. His eyes were closed. His arms around the women next to him. When I got close his eyes opened and he smiled weakly at me. 

"When she sat on the couch she said, "Lee's love is right here. I can feel it. I can feel Annie, too."

"I have felt her here for about three days." I said. Connie looked up at me and said, "I felt her here when I walked in."

Megan had been in the kitchen. She heard the conversation and went to the living room and punched a button or four on the stereo. The music began and John Denver sang "Annie's song" again. We all sang along, some in whispers, some in our minds. It was as if all of us felt Annie come back for her friend, her sister. 

By evening there were almost thirty people in the house. Food appeared and disappeared. Flowers appeared. Photograph albums appeared and were shared. Jake was surrounded by the people who love him, touched by them and even fed by them.

It was late when Jake said, "I'm done."

Kat was next to him and she helped him off the couch and into the bedroom that had been Pete's. She and Bonnie undressed him and Bonnie got into bed with him, holding him while Kat covered them both. As she came out of the bedroom she closed the door quietly.

The house was very quiet, even though there were about thirty people in the house. Kat came to me and said, "What do you feel?"

"Jake is leaving. When he said he was done, he meant it."

Megan and Brian were close enough to us to hear. Megan said, "Bonnie told me an hour ago that Jake was leaving."

The bedroom door opened and Bonnie came out. She came to me and curled into my lap and cried. Jake was gone. Megan brought me a phone. I called 911. I told the 911 operator that Jake had died in his sleep. Megan made other calls and Pam met the responders in the driveway. He would be taken to the same mortuary as his wife after the autopsy.

When we went back in the house Bonnie said, "Jake thanked me for holding him as he died. He let go and I felt him leave. I've never felt something so quietly powerful in my life."

Connie helped us into the bedroom and somehow the three of us got undressed and into bed. In my dream I saw Jake and Sio dancing. Annie was standing near them, swaying to the unheard music. I didn't hear the music. At the end of the dream they stopped dancing, joined hands with Annie and walked away. They faded from view. I woke up and it was morning. 

Life goes on. I needed to pee. As soon as I moved, Connie opened her eyes and Bonnie turned to face me. Bonnie said, "I had a dream..."

Connie finished her sentence, "Of Jake and Sio dancing and Annie watched them."

I said, "When they stopped dancing they walked away together and faded away."

Bonnie kissed both of us and said, "I don't think it was a dream. I think they let us watch them moving on."

"I have no idea what it was, but I feel better now. I still miss them both and will for a long time, but their love is still here." I offered. I got up and used the bathroom followed by Bonnie and Connie. When we came out of the master suite headed for coffee and maybe breakfast the first person I saw was Pete. He was standing in the hallway with his arms around Fran and Rina. He said, "I wouldn't have believed it if someone had told me."

I smiled.

Rina looked at me and said, "We all had the same dream. Annie, Sio and Jake."

I hugged them and continued into the kitchen. Megan was busy, chopping and getting things together to cook breakfast. She had tear tracks on her face. She stopped chopping and came into my arms. We held on and didn't say anything for a couple of minutes. I felt other arms come and join our hug and I knew they were Brian's arms. Annie was their Mom. When the hug ended I opened my eyes and saw our family surrounded us. Nothing needed to be said.

Brian moved to the stovetop and started heating the two big flying pans. Megan finished chopping the spinach for the omelet. I chopped the broccoli and spinach leaves. The onions were chopped already. Eighteen eggs had been cracked and put in a bowl. Corine began combining the ingredients in a big salad bowl. Cheese had been grated. Connie poured coffee for anyone who wanted it and the four of us made breakfast for the group. Hugs and kisses were shared liberally.

By noon the dishes had been done, the kitchen cleaned up, people had found their voices and talked about the "dream" we had shared. Abe and Corine were present. Abe had come from Mugu in the morning, having had the "dream" in his own bed on base. When he went back, later that day he took Pete with him and told Pam, Kat and Corine to be back the next day.

That evening the front door opened and Abe walked in, bringing a young man with him and Pete. The young man was missing the lower half of his left arm. Pam went to them immediately and asked, "What's up?"

Abe said, "He came to me. He told me something and I had to bring him here. He needs to be here and tell you all what he told me."

Pam brought them into the living room and put them on the couch. Everyone in the house gathered and sat; some on furniture, some on the floor. We all got quiet and Abe looked at me.

I said, "The Captain brought you here for a reason. He wants you to tell us a story. We already know the story you want to tell us. Point to anyone in the room and they can tell you the story."

The young man looked at all of us like we couldn't know the story. He pointed at Kat and pleaded, "Please Ma'am."

"You went to sleep and had a dream. In the dream you saw a man and a woman dancing. They were both dressed in white. Standing near them was another woman, also in white. She was blond, slender and swayed to music you couldn't hear. When the couple stopped dancing the three held hands and walked away from you, fading until they were gone. Then you woke up. His name is Jake. His dance partner is Sio and the other woman you saw is Annie."

He nodded. He said, "They didn't speak and I knew their names. Jake and Sio have been married and Annie is their guide into what's next." He looked around and stopped when he looked at me. He said, "Annie loves them and she loves you most of all. She is sorry she didn't realize how much you loved her when she was here." His eyes looked further and found Brian sitting next to Megan. He said, "She is proud of both of you."

He looked at Abe and asked, "What does all this mean? I don't know any of you and yet I know all of you." He pointed at me and said, "You're Lee." His finger pointed at others and he named each of them. "Bonnie, Fran, Rina, Brian, Megan, Helen, Connie, Pete, Corine, Pam, Kat and so on all around the room."

I said, "Sio died day before yesterday. Jake died last night. We are their family. Each of us saw the same dream you did. Human beings make events have meaning. I say the reason you had the dream is because you belong here, in the family. This isn't a biological family alone. This is a family connected by love, acceptance, support and faith in each other. I recommend you stay a while. Get to know the people in your family. Then decide what's next for you. Pete, would you spend a little time with... Matt?" I hesitated and his name came to me.

Pete stood and helped Matt off the couch asking, "Hungry?" Some of us laughed. Pete was constantly hungry. Matt nodded and they went towards the kitchen. Abe walked across the room and said to Corine, "We need to get back. Let Kat and Pam stay tonight and come back in the morning."

Corine said, "I'll leave them my car and ride back with you, if that's Ok with you."

"Sounds good to me. Let me make a sandwich or something and use the head. We'll go in about fifteen minutes."

Corine became the head nurse, "Pam, would you see that the Captain has a sandwich or something? We need to get back to base. You and Kat need to drive my car back to base in the morning."

Pam smiled and said, "Aye, Aye." She followed Pete and Matt into the kitchen. When Abe came out of a bathroom Pam was nearby with a paper bag holding two sandwiches, a banana and a bottle of water. She handed the bag to Abe and said, "I made you two sandwiches. We made a huge omelet this morning and your sandwiches are omelet sandwiches. Is there anything else I can get for you before you have to go?"

"Yes! I've been very careful to avoid physical contact with any of you. I've hugged lots of family but not you, Kat or Corine. I need a reminder that this is not the Navy here, and yet, I am Navy. I am also your superior officer, your commanding officer. Within the rules of the Navy, and the culture of this family I have a conflict between what I want and what I need."

Pam smiled and said, "Sir, close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you to open them." He closed his eyes. Pam pulled off her blouse and bra. She stepped close enough to Captain Evans that her breasts were against his chest. She whispered, "I have a friend, a sister, who needs the arms of a strong man to hold her, kiss her and love her. She wants to hold you, kiss you, and love you, but doesn't want you to look at her. If that works for you, kiss her."

He followed orders well. When she stepped away from him a few minutes later Corine handed her the bra and blouse and she ducked into a nearby room. Corine told Abe to open his eyes and she led him out to his car and she drove them back to the base.

Matt stayed a week. When Pam and Kat went back they took Pete with them. Connie left for Japan. When I dropped her at LAX I was introduced to eight other flight attendants who had believed I was Connie's imaginary friend for years.

During the week Matt was with us he went through phase one, two and three. He changed his mind about who he was and the possibility of being whole and complete, just the way he was. Fran, Megan, Rina and Brian were the therapists for his mind and body. The day I picked Connie up at LAX I was also dropping Brian off for his flight back to Costa Rica. 

When we got home another old friend was in the house. Hank and his wife had heard the news that I was back. He had come by to see if I was interested is something he had found. He had told Megan about it and she was excited.

Over dinner he told us about what he had found. About three miles north of our home he had found another home. A huge older home with everything we would want in a new home for us. It was now six bedrooms, three baths on half an acre. It had been built in the 1930's, had been updated and a pool added in the early 1980's. It sat at the end of a cul-de-sac in a rural area half a mile inland from the ocean. He passed around the data sheet and we looked it over.

I knew Megan was sold. I could feel her energy. Pam, Kat and Connie wanted to see it. I had some more questions.

"This house is in Malibu. How long has it been for sale?" I asked.

"Two years." Hank answered.

"Why?" I asked.

"The older couple who died there died in the house. Their kids won't go near the place, but want to make a bundle from the sale."

"I don't have a bundle."

"You don't need one. I found out the kids live out of state and left the property to be managed and sold by a realtor who has fewer scruples than Al Capone. He has been charging them a fortune and doing nothing. I found out that he hasn't paid the property taxes in three years. They owe almost seventy thousand dollars and they will get the letter from the county next week. If you offer to pay the back taxes and give them two hundred thou, I think they'll take it. With a hundred in repairs and fixing up it will be worth over a million."

"Ok. We need to see it."

"There's a Loc-Box on it. We can get in anytime. Then I'll handle the sale for you. The ass that holds the property for sale gets three percent and I'll do my part for free. Brenda and I will be thrilled to have you all in it. Ok?"

"First things first. We need to see it."

"I'll come back in the morning with a van and we'll go. I'll be here at ten o'clock. Ok?"

We all agreed. Hank went home and we talked.

Megan said, "Dad, I have eighteen thousand in the bank. If we like the house and it feels right, I want to put my eighteen in."

Connie said, "My condo is on the market. It should go for three hundred thousand. It'll be my home too. I think we should combine our money and if the house is right we buy it and bring it up to our standard. Whatever is mine is ours. I thought a lot while I was in Japan. I am in for the rest of my life. My savings, my condo, my car, my pussy... everything."

"Maybe you ought to hang on to all of that." I said, "I may turn out to be an ogre. Maybe six months from now you'll all hate me and want nothing to do with me."

"Not likely." Kat said. "In fact, I want in, too. I've been putting money aside since I joined the Navy and it's been doing well. I can put in two hundred thousand. I want to put in two hundred thousand."

Pam said, "I can match that! I want to match that! I want us to make the family more than just love. Having us as partners in finance, in a home, in every way is... Heaven."

"We haven't even seen the house." I said.

Connie held the data sheet. She asked, "What were Jake and Sio's last name?"

"Zuma, why."

She pointed to the page. "The house is on Zuma View Place."

I felt the energy in the house shift. They all felt it, too. I called Hank and said, "Hank, this is Lee. Bring whatever papers you need me to sign with you tomorrow. I think we're going to buy the house. See you in the morning."

We closed the sale on Annie's birthday. We got the house for a hundred thirty one thousand plus paying the back taxes, which amounted to seventy-seven thousand including penalties. We kept living in my house for six more months while two bathrooms, four larger closets, two huge indoor showers and an outdoor shower were added to the new house.

We moved in beginning on Connie's birthday. Moving in took a three-day weekend and about thirty people. That first day in the house we signed legal papers making Connie, Megan, Kat, Pam and Brian partners in the house with me and by extension partners in the family. The buy in to the partnership was two hundred thousand. I fronted Megan most of her share. Brian paid his way in and part of Megan's share as well. When Jake and Sio's insurance paid off we discovered that Megan and I were the beneficiaries and we gave Brian back the buy-in for Megan. Jake and Sio paid her way into the partnership.

Matt was discharged and pays rent to us while he lives with us and goes to law school. We have no idea where Pete is but we do get letters and a visit once in a while. He's getting closer and closer to joining Brian in Costa Rica. One room in the house is reserved for Operation Mae West. The current resident in the room is a Navy nurse named Alison. She almost lost a leg from a roadside bomb in Afghanistan. She limps and believed herself ugly until she met Eric, Pete, Hank and Matt. I think she's changing her mind. She's also changing her mind about Kat, Pam, Connie, Rina, and Bonnie. So far I have limited my interactions with her to fatherly, in the traditional sense, but I see the way she watches me with the other women and I suspect she will come to me soon. I don't and won't push or pull her towards a more intimate relationship.



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