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Where There's Smoke Ch. 01

By: A.W. Root



Friday afternoon! Tim was riding the bus home from work and feeling pretty good about life in general. He was debt free, had a stress free job that would allow him to start really saving some money, his golf game was improving each week and apart from a lack of sexual attention from his spouse, which was not unusual, things were pretty good. The last thing he expected was what happened when he walked in the door that Friday night in March.

As he neared the house, he noticed a Jaguar XJ6 parked just down the street. When he turned the corner, he noticed that their car was parked in the driveway. I guess we're going out for dinner was the thought that crossed his mind. When he entered through the back door, she was waiting in the dining room, a rather serious look on her face. Before he had a chance to say anything, she started talking.

"We have to talk, right now."

Her tone was even more serious than her look. Tim stopped in his tracks.

"OK, what is it that you want to talk about?"

She started slowly and he let her talk at her own speed without interruption.

"It's over. I can't handle this anymore. I want a divorce."

When he didn't immediately react, she continued.

"I've met someone. I really want to be with him. If we can agree on the property settlement, the divorce can be finalized in two months or less under the new laws. I would like to end this without a fight. Can we talk about it, please?"

A slow smile spread across his face. She had said please, a word she rarely used unless the subject was important to her. After a short pause, he answered.

"You seem to have given this some thought. Do you have a proposal or do we start from scratch?"

"I have a proposal." She said, handing him a small sheaf of papers. "I've written it all out. I think it's fair but we can discuss the details, if you like."

Tim accepted the paper and began to read. The basics of it were simple. She would move out immediately, leaving him the house and the car, both without any mortgages. She would retain the property in the mountains and would have first choice of the contents of the house, furniture, paintings, etc, leaving the remainder to him. She was also taking only her cat, leaving his. Each of them was to retain whatever money they had in their respective accounts, no alimony or other payment would be required. 

Unless she completely stripped the house, which he doubted, this division almost split the property down the middle by value. It was too good a deal to pass up.

"It seems fair. If this is what you want, I won't argue about it. When did you intend to move out?"

"Actually, I was going to take a few things now and come back for the rest tomorrow, if that's all right with you." 

"According to that, I get the car. Do you have transportation arranged?"

"Yes, he's parked just down the block waiting for me."

"I'll take the car now, then, and get out of your way. I'll also arrange to be gone all day tomorrow so you can pack without any trouble. You can have anything you want except those things that you know I consider to be mine. By the way, I would appreciate it if you would feed my cat tonight before you go. Goodbye."

Tim turned on his heel and walked out the back door. Once in the car, he turned in the opposite direction of the parked Jaguar, not wanting to see what her new man looked like. A block later, he started to laugh out loud. She actually thought I was going to give her an argument. Imagine that! I've been dreaming about this day for months. I need a drink. This is too good to be true.

When he returned home later that night, he found some of her clothes missing but that was all. Even her cat was still there. She did leave a message on the dining room table saying that they would be there about 9 am tomorrow and that they expected to file the divorce papers on Monday. He crumpled up the message and tossed it in the garbage. Before going to bed, he set his alarm for six am to be sure he was gone long before she arrived.

Saturday morning he awoke with the sun at 5:30 am. He turned off the alarm and started his regular morning ritual. He fed both cats, had breakfast, shaved and showered and was ready to leave by 7 am. He made sure her cat was inside the house before he left. 

Loading his golf clubs into the car, he closed the gates behind him and drove off.

When he returned at 6 PM, he was surprised that she hadn't made off with the house itself. When he opened the back door, he was even more surprised. As he went from room to room, he began mentally taking inventory to determine exactly what she had taken. His cat, Tinker Bell, was still there, winding himself around Tim's feet as he walked. 

For the most part, he discovered that she had stripped the walls of her paintings. It didn't appear that she took any furniture, which was amazing, but then her new beau probably had a houseful of furniture already. None of his personal belongings were missing. She had been very careful about that. She did take some of the silverware and glassware and all of the wine. Otherwise, it looked like she just walked away from it all. He was astounded!

On the kitchen counter, he found a note along with her keys to both the house and the car. It simply stated the obvious; that whatever was left was his. She did thank him for making it easy for her. He folded the note carefully and placed it in his briefcase with other important papers. Then he fixed himself a drink and sat down to watch television. Two weeks later, he was divorced. 

They had to get the paperwork completed to transfer the house and car titles to him, but she paid the fees for the transfers. All he had to do was agree, which he quickly did. It was all over. Time now to start again.

Saturday, golf day! It was the best day of the week for Tim. Playing golf was like a religion. He got such a charge out of hitting the ball, walking the green fairways, hearing the birds, and looking at the blue sky. It was fantastic! On this particular Saturday, he was playing in the last of the required competitions for his AGU handicap card and he had parred the course. His official handicap was now two and he could file his nomination papers for the Masters Games golf competition, a preliminary event to playing on the professional golf tour.

At 8:15 that evening, he turned on the television to watch a movie that was due to start at 8:30 and, just for fun, switched to the channel that showed the Lotto drawing live. Division 1, the top prize, was $3.4 million dollars this week and, as he watched, one of his numbers was drawn first. Tim watched closely as the numbers were flashed on the screen one at a time. In the next five minutes, all of his numbers were showing on the screen. He had won. He was now a millionaire, or almost anyway. 

Each division of the Lotto allowed multiple winners to share the prize so he had to wait so find out just how much he had won. At 9:15, the Lotto Board called to inform him that the entire Division 1 prize was his. He was the sole winner. Since he had a registered card, there would be no delay and the check would be ready for him on Tuesday. 

After confirming where to pick up the check, and asking for anonymity, he gently replaced the telephone handset and startled the cat out of a sound sleep with his shout.

On Monday, he arranged a meeting with his bank manager to set up the deposit instructions that would be followed the next day. He wanted some of the money wired to his US bank, the largest portion invested in 12 month CD's, and the balance placed in his interest bearing checking account, that being just over $1 million dollars. This was to allow him to easily spend some of the money just by writing a check.

On Tuesday morning, he picked up the check, deposited it in the bank, and then reported for work where he informed his boss that he would not be renewing his contract when it expired at the end of the month. When asked, he stated that he was pursuing his dreams of playing professional golf and that would occupy most of his waking hours.

He took time off on Tuesday afternoon to buy a new car. He had a passion for convertibles so he ended up with a Ford Capri, green with brown leather seats, trading in the Hyundai. He also ordered custom-made sheepskin seat covers and a matching steering wheel cover. The car, complete with the additional options, would be ready for him on Friday. From the car dealers, he went straight to the golf course. At the second hole, he decided that this would indeed be his new "job".

April moved slowly. Nick was impatient to end his job and took more and more time off that month. In the end, he instructed one of his fellow workers in the rudiments of his contract position, showed them the files of the detailed instructions, and left in the middle of the month. 

He had discussed his ideas with his local golf pro and a program of practice, playing, and physical workouts was designed to assist him in getting into better physical shape for his chosen profession.

Each weekday started at sunrise. He drove to the golf club and practiced specific shots for two hours, then played a full 18 hole round, keeping detailed scoring records so the round could be reconstructed and problem shots isolated. Three afternoons a week he spent two hours in the health club working out under the watchful eye of a fitness instructor. The other two afternoons he swam and otherwise worked out in the pool. The evenings and weekends he was free to do as he pleased.

By the end of April, this course of action was beginning to pay off. He found that he had more energy as the days went by and began to look for things to do with himself in the evenings. He checked the local tenpin bowling club and found that the Friday night mixed league needed additional bowlers. 

He promptly signed up and purchased a new ball, shoes, and bag from the pro shop at the lanes. His first night of bowling would be Friday, April 29th.

He arrived at the bowling alley to find a beehive of activity. Players on several of the lanes were already throwing their warm up balls. The league took up the first sixteen lanes. Tim searched the group and found the league secretary, whom he had met the day he signed up, and started walking towards Lane 10. 

Suddenly, he could not move. Just by chance, his eyes found and locked with the most gorgeous blue eyes this side of the ocean. She had just thrown a ball and was returning to the seating area when she looked his way. In that split second, when their eyes met from 40 feet apart, the entire world seemed to disappear, leaving just the two of them staring at each other.

Tim could hardly breathe. He was suddenly aware that his eyes seemed to have a similar effect on her and she walked straight into the scorer's table on her way back to her seat. That accident caused her to look away and break the line of sight contact, returning the world to normal. Tim was astonished to find that a look from that far away could be so devastating. He had to find out more about this woman but he also had to be subtle. He was sure she would think he was a nut if he just told her what had happened to him.

As casually as possible, after being introduced to his teammates, Tim began the task of identifying the blue eyed angel. First, he determined which team she was on. Then it was a simple matter of watching the overhead scoreboard when the session got under way to find her first name. Armed with this information, he checked the posted position roster to find her surname. It turned out that she was Kathy O'Riley. 

According to the position roster, her team would be playing against his team next week. He was then content to watch her bowl the remainder of the evening, noting that she didn't pay any particular attention to any one person. Either she was single or her husband/boyfriend didn't bowl on this league. Which was it?

In the middle of the third game, Tim's new teammate Diane was standing next to him at the back of the seating area.

"She's pretty cute, huh?"

"Who do you mean?"

"You know very well who I mean, Kathy O'Riley. You've been watching her like a hawk all night."

"Am I that obvious?"

"Not really. It's just that she has been watching you for the same reason. Kathy certainly seems to be taken with you. We have already had several conversations about you. What did you do to her?"

"Are you serious? You've been talking to her about me?"

"Yep. Kathy lives in my apartment building and we usually ride here together. She's been at me since you first arrived. She blames you for her sore knee and yes; she is single and unattached. Widowed, actually, about three years ago. I told her that you were also available. Is that OK?"

"Fine." Tim mumbled in reply as he watched Kathy walk along the laneway.

As she was leaving at the end of the evening, Diane stepped close to Tim and almost whispered to him.

"She's driving tonight so I have to go but I'll drive next week if you get my drift."

Tim looked up from changing his shoes at the grinning Diane and smiled.

"Thanks, Diane, I'll try to remember that."

"Somehow I think you will. Bye."

Tim was in a much better mood when he left the bowling alley that night. Although he was alone, there was a definite possibility of meeting the blue eyed Kathy O"Riley the next week. The week fairly flew by and Tim was at the lanes early the following Friday. 

When Diane and Kathy arrived, Diane made a point of formally introducing them to each other, then turned away to let nature take it's course. Tim and Diane made eye contact as they shook hands to acknowledge their introduction. They were immediately at ease with each other, except for his wild desire to rip her clothes off and make love to her right there. Keeping his hands to himself was the most difficult part of the night. Although conversation came easily to them, Tim noticed that Kathy seemed to be extremely fidgety, always looking at her hands or sitting on them. 

He wondered idly if she was having the same problem as he was, but then dismissed the thought. He couldn't be turning her on that much.

Midway through the second game, Tim asked Kathy if she would like to join him for a bite to eat after they're bowling was over. When she said yes and smiled, Tim could hardly contain his joy. Her smile started in her eyes and lit up her whole face as well as his whole world. For the rest of the evening, Tim floated on air. 

At one point, he did mention to Diane that she would not have a passenger on the ride home and Diane only nodded. When their games were finished and their balls and shoes packed away, Tim and Kathy walked to the door hand in hand. He put their bowling bags in the trunk of his car, then unlocked the passenger door and held it open for her.

"Thank you."

As she slipped past him to enter the car, she leaned forward a quickly kissed him on the lips, as though it was something she had done many times before. Tim licked his lips in amazement as he walked around to the driver's side of the car. For Kathy, it was the boldest thing she had ever done in her life and she was thrilled beyond reason. The impulse to kiss him was so sudden and so overwhelming that she had given in to it. It seemed to take forever for him to walk around the car and get into the driver's seat so she could determine the effect, if any, her kiss had on him.

Once seated, he asked if the Southbank Parklands was an OK place to go and she quickly agreed. She couldn't miss the brilliant smile that lit up his face and her heart seemed to skip several beats. A short time later, they were parked in the lot opposite the food concessions. They walked hand in hand, grinning at each other like a pair of silly kids. Tim guided them to a restaurant that had an outdoor seating area next to the river. After they ordered their drinks, he sat back and let her talk about whatever came into her mind.

Kathy was eager to tell him whatever he wanted to know. She told him about parts of her childhood, then her move to Australia, her marriage and the boating accident that had ended it. When Tim expressed sorrow about the accident, Kathy said it wasn't necessary. While the accident itself wasn't nice, their marriage had really ended some time before that. They simply were not compatible, an unfortunate fact they discovered after about a year. From that point on, it was more like sharing space than being married.

Tim took over the conversation at that point. Glossing over the details of his early life in the US, his marriage and subsequent divorce. 

He empathized with her concerning her compatibility problem. He explained that he suffered the same mistake and had only recently resolved the matter. 

"It seems that Americans and Australians don't always get along very well."

"Amen to that."

From that point on, the discussion took a decidedly personal tone, each of them in turn asking and answering questions about hobbies, sports, entertainment, and even sexual preferences to a degree. An eavesdropper would have set their compatibility factor at about 98%. At 2 am, they were asked to leave as the restaurant was closing for the evening.

On the walk to the car, Tim put his arm around her shoulder and she leaned her head on his shoulder. They each had accepted the closeness that was already apparent to outside observers. When he unlocked the door to the car, Kathy stepped close to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and initiated a wet, hot kiss. Tim responded instantly by wrapping his arms around her. 

He returned her kiss with a passion of his own. In just a few seconds, Kathy was whimpering as she pressed her body against his as hard as she could. She gripped him harder as her sounds turned to moans. Suddenly she screamed into his mouth, her body becoming rigid for several long seconds before collapsing against him. 

"Oh, my God! Do you always do that to a girl?"

"No. You're the first. Are you OK?"

"Yes, thank you, better than I have been in a long time."

She held him tightly for a few moments longer, then began to slide into her seat. When he was seated in the driver's seat, he asked the universal question, your place or mine.

"I think I'd be more comfortable at my place, that is, if you don't mind."

"Not at all." 

Tim leaned over and began rummaging through the contents of the glove box.

"What are you looking for?"

"Condoms. Otherwise I'll have to stop on the way."

"Do you have a special reason for using them?"

"No. I just thought you might like the extra protection. I'm clean and I've had a vasectomy so there's no danger to you at all."

"I understand and thank you, but I can't get pregnant anymore. I've had a hysterectomy and I'm clean as well. Would you mind terribly if we didn't use one? I have some not-so-fond memories in that regard."

"Kathy, you are marvelous."

Tim leaned towards her as he said these words and kissed her gently. The instant his lips met hers, the urgency she felt just moments ago came flooding back and Kathy's tongue invaded his mouth demanding completion. Tim broke off the kiss after only a few seconds and started the car. Fifteen minutes later they were parked in front of her apartment building.

He retrieved her bowling ball from the trunk and they walked to the door. She unlocked the security door and let them in, then closed the door again before moving down the corridor to her apartment door. She unlocked the apartment door, switched on the light, and then moved aside to let him enter. He placed the bowling ball on the floor next to the door while she was closing it. They turned to each other and there was fire in their kiss. Mouths open, tongues lashing, hands roaming each other's bodies, the atmosphere was pure lust. When the kiss ended, Kathy whispered in his ear.


Where There's Smoke Ch. 01



"Come on, I want you now."

She broke the embrace and took his hand to lead him at a fast walk back to her bedroom. They fell together on the bed and immediately resumed kissing. This time, hands were busy undoing buttons and zippers in a frenzied attempt to get naked as quickly as possible. When the last of their clothes were finally off, they embraced again, tongues lashing each other's mouths. They were lying on their sides, bodies together full length, and Kathy could feel his rock hard cock pressing at the opening of her steaming pussy. As if on signal, they rolled together so that he was on top and she spread her legs to allow him entrance to her moist slit.

She rolled her hips up, moving her legs to encircle his waist. His cock was poised at the opening of her pussy, the head just barely touching her lips. 

"Fuck me."

She grabbed his ass with both hands and pulled him into her.

Tim shoved his hips forward at her command and entered her wet, hot love tunnel in one smooth stroke. 

Kathy shrieked as her pussy stretched to accommodate this foreign invader. Her actions belied her words.

"Oh God, you're killing me. It's too big. I can't take it. Oh, Tim, you're huge."

"Should I stop? Do you want me to stop?"

"Oh nooooooooooooo, don't ever stop. Fuck me, stretch me, kill me, but don't ever stop. This is so fucking marvelous. Just keep fucking me, please."

Kathy wrapped her legs around his waist even tighter as she wailed these words. Tim began to move in and out of that gloriously, hot, wet pussy. Slowly at first, moving back until he was almost out of her then pushing forward, charging into the very depths of her waiting, grasping pussy. As he surged into her depths, Kathy expelled a huge breath and moaned loudly.

"Oh yes, oh fuck, oh my God, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, uggggggghhhhhhhhhh."

Her sounds became unintelligible. Not words, just noises of appreciation as he battered her insides with his rock hard cock. Tim couldn't believe how wonderful it felt to plumb the depths of this woman. Her pussy was alive, grasping, pulling his juices from him relentlessly accompanied by her encouraging sounds. It was heaven just being able to plunge into the depths of her and elicit those delicious, fucking moans from her. 

Suddenly, she gripped him very tight, arched her back and lifted them both off the bed. As the scream started, Tim covered her mouth with his and held on as she bucked her way through an extended orgasm.

When she started to relax, he began to kiss her face, forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, and finally that sweet, sweet mouth. She had almost returned to normal breathing and purred as he continued his kiss. She adjusted her position slightly, moving her hips, and then her eyes flew open and her jaw dropped.

"Oh Timmy, you're still hard! Fantastic! How in the world did you manage that?"

She pulled his head down and kissed him with her tongue on fire. Between whimpers as she wiggled beneath him, she continued kissing him and biting his lower lip. With each movement, his cock touched a different part of her insides, sending yet more thrills throughout her already overwrought nervous system.

"How do you do that? How can you stay so hard when I'm so wilted?"

"It's just something I wanted to do for you. Are you pleased?"

"Pleased? I'm overwhelmed. This is the most marvelous feeling I've ever had."

She continued her movements and muttered to herself with each new position. After a short while the movements began to generate real heat. Tim felt the change in her internal temperature and knew he wouldn't last very long. He pulled back and thrust deeply into her, causing her to clamp her legs around him with renewed effort.

"Oh, yes, Tim, fuck me hard."

He pulled back and slammed his cock into her pussy as hard as he could while she arched her back to meet him.

"Oh, yes, like that. Harder, please, keep fucking me hard."

He continued his thrusts, ramming his hips forward into her with as much force as he could muster. After a short time, he could feel the internal heat in his groin and he knew that he was only a few strokes from erupting. With a low growl in his throat, he issued his warning.

"I'm going to cum any second now."

"Yes, yes, please, I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel your cum in me now."

His cock grew bigger, harder, and his thrusts had more force than before as he reached for his climax. He could feel the intense heat in his cock and balls and knew that only by getting farther inside of her could this heat be satisfied. In his ears, he heard her voice urging him on.

"Now, Timmy, now, now, I want your cum in me now."

Then he exploded, issuing a long groan as he pumped load after load of white-hot cum deep into her flaming pussy. In the end, they both screamed, hers much more high pitched than his, her nails digging into his back and buttocks, his hands clamped on her buttocks forcing his way as deeply as possible into her. Then they held each other tightly to survive the downhill slide back to reality.

With hearts pounding and breaths coming in gasps, they rained hundreds of kisses on each other. Tim finally raised himself on his forearms and knees to relieve the pressure on her but she resisted him so that some of his weight remained on her. They laid together in this manner for what seemed like a long time. 

Finally, his soft cock slipped out of her tunnel of love and he moved to her side. She rolled onto her side so they could embrace, facing each other, her head resting in the crook of his arm and shoulder. She moved her head to look into his eyes and asked if it was all right. 

"All right!!! You are fucking marvelous!"

As she snuggled closer to him, she muttered just audibly.

"And that's only the beginning, my love."

He woke up and looked at the bedside clock. Four am. He glanced at the sleeping woman next to him and felt a stirring in his loins. She was so beautiful he couldn't resist leaning over to kiss the back of her neck. 

She murmured as he did so and stretched her neck to give him access to the side and to her ear. He continued kissing her neck as she rolled towards him and found his lips with hers. He felt her body on his and marveled at the softness of her. His hands caressed her back and buttocks as the kiss deepened.

When she began to whimper, he rolled her onto her back and moved on top of her, resting himself between her widespread legs. 

With no words exchanged, she lifted her legs to encircle his waist and he entered her in one long, slow push. The whimper changed to a long, low sigh of contentment. He immediately began to move in and out of her in a slow rhythm, slowly, easily, and deeply. She shuddered at each entrance and moaned at each near exit. After a small number of strokes, his rhythm increased and she increased her movements as well. They were moving in harmony towards a common goal, confident in the knowledge that they would get there with ease.

The speed of their movements increased but without the panic of their earlier lovemaking. This was a confirmation, not a testing. They already knew they were compatible, this was just proving it all over again. When at last the orgasm overtook her, she stiffened and gasped but he continued to plow into her hot, grasping pussy. Just as her orgasm was beginning to subside, he blasted his hot cum into her waiting pussy and she was off again, the orgasm being sustained by his infusion of heat. 

The melding of their bodies was near perfect as they relaxed after reaching their peaks. He pulled out of her and held her tightly as her body was racked by several aftershocks. He didn't move until he heard her breathing deeply in sleep. Then he got up to get dressed.

Before leaving her apartment, he found paper and pen and wrote her a note. 

"My dearest Kathy, This is NOT a goodbye letter so smile and read on. I love you. This has been the most fabulous night of my life and I expect to have many, many more repeat performances with you in the future. It is now 4:30 am and, as I mentioned earlier, I have an early tee time at the golf club. I must also stop home and feed my cat, which is probably very angry, so I am leaving now. I will call you when I return home after the game, about midday, and we can decide what to do then. 

Love, Tim "

He found some tape and taped the note to the bathroom mirror where she would be sure to find it. Then, as quietly as possible, he let himself out the front door.

At about 10 am, Kathy woke up and stretched lazily. She couldn't remember when she had slept so well and felt so good upon waking. Then she opened her eyes to discover that she was alone in her bed. Where is he, she wondered, and when did he sneak off. Then she noticed the time and remembered his mentioning an early golf date. She rose from the bed and went into the bathroom. She found his note taped to the mirror and her breathing almost stopped. A whoop of joy could be heard throughout the complex when she finally read it. 

"He loves me. He loves me." She shouted to no one in particular and hugged the note to her chest. 

In the midst of her celebrating, a mini-orgasm ripped through her body, reminding her of their lovemaking the night before. The images swirled in her head and she found that she had to hang on to the doorframe for support. He's not even here and he causing me to cum. My God, what have I gotten myself into. Oh, Diane, you're not going to believe this at all!



Where There's Smoke Ch. 02



By midday, Kathy had managed to have a shower and some breakfast. Her shower was interrupted with another orgasm as she masturbated to thoughts of Tim. She was still wrapped in a towel when the phone rang. She grabbed the phone on the first ring and said "Hello" quite breathlessly.

"It's nice to know that you're still alive."

"What? Who is this? Oh, hi Diane, I'm sorry I was expecting someone else."

"Someone named Tim, I'll bet. I'll be right over for the details, OK?"

"Oh, yes please, I'll be at the door in a flash."

Almost as soon as she hung up the phone, Kathy heard Diane's knock on her door. Since Diane lived just above Kathy, the stairs were the quickest way to get between their separate apartments. Kathy opened the door and Diane just stared at her. 

"Well, are you coming in or are you just going to stand in the hallway?"

"My God, Kathleen O'Riley, you are positively radiant. That must have been some fuck last night."

"It was fucking marvelous and he is marvelous at fucking. You'll just have to wait your turn."

Just then the phone rang and Kathy leapt to answer it on the first ring.

"Hello. Oh, yes, darling, I slept quite well. In fact, I've only been up for a short while. Thank you for the lovely note, it really made my morning. How was your golf game? Oh really, that's wonderful. How about dinner here. I'll fix us a good old American dinner, OK? Yes, 6 would be just fine. Bye, love, see you soon."

"Love? Darling? My, my, things are moving along really quickly, it sounds like. So tell me what happened last night."

Kathy walked towards her bedroom and Diane followed her.

"It'll have to be the short version because I still have to get to the store." 

"OK, OK, so tell me. TELL ME!"

Kathy began dressing and talking at the same time. Several times she paused as the feelings Tim had generated in her caused tiny aftershocks to rock her body.

"We went to Southbank for drinks and a bite to eat. By the time we got there, I had this feeling that we were really going to hit it off. We talked for hours... until they kicked us out at 2 am. Just before he opened the car door, he kissed me AND I HAD AN ORGASM RIGHT THERE!" 

"Oh, Diane, it was unbelievable!"

"Then he asked if we should go here or to his place. I said I would be more comfortable here. When we got to the door we kissed again and I came again. I was trembling so hard I couldn't let go of him to unlock my door she he just held me until I calmed down. Then I said something silly like "I think you had better come in". I swear, Diane, once we were inside the door it took no time at all to get each other undressed and race to the bedroom."

"I haven't got time to tell you all the details but he was absolutely marvelous. I came at least four more times before I fell asleep and I know he came at least twice. My God, I'm sore all over this morning and I love it. We woke up again later and made love more slowly and then I crashed. I don't remember a thing until I woke up about an hour ago. He left about 4:30 this morning and left me a wonderful note."

Kathy was dressing and talking so quickly that Diane didn't get even a chance to comment. She was listening intently to the story Kathy was telling her and getting excited at the same time. When Kathy finally ran out of steam, Diane began her inquisition.

"Are you sure about all of this? You two hardly know each other."

"It only seems that way, Diane, but believe me this is right. I can tell you right now there is nothing he wouldn't do for me or that I wouldn't do for him. I can feel it in my bones. I just know you will love him as much as I do when you get to know him a little better. Do you want to go to the shops with me?"

"Sure. Maybe I'll get the long version while we shop. I don't suppose you've told him about our arrangement yet, have you?"

"No, I haven't. Do you mind if I wait a few weeks to see if this really is as good as I think it is before we drop that on him? He's really open minded about most things but this hits pretty close to home, you know."

"I guess not. On the condition that you really tell me every last sexy detail of what goes on between you two so I'll have some idea of what I'm getting myself into."

Tim was a few blocks from Kathy's apartment building when he heard the sirens. He identified the sound as a fire engine coming towards him and, a few seconds later saw the approaching ladder truck. The fire truck turned into the side street where Kathy lived and Tim immediately snapped his right foot to the floor. The little car squealed in protest as he charged through the corner. He tapped the brake to set up for the next corner, still hearing the fire siren. 

As he swerved around the corner, he spotted the fire engine stopping outside Kathy's building and a knot of people on the front lawn. Tim slid to a halt at the curb about 100 yards behind the fire engine. He bolted from the car, running towards the group and searching for Kathy with his eyes. As he approached, he saw someone waving from the right side and realized it was Diane, so he changed direction to head for her. Thirty feet away, Kathy broke through the crowd and ran to him, arms upraised, tears streaming down her face. Tim stopped and caught her in his arms, asking if she was all right as she flung herself into his embrace. 

"Yes, yes, I'm OK but your dinner is ruined."

It took a few seconds for the fact of her statement to sink in, so he hugged her tight and then started to laugh.

"I don't care about the dinner, love, it's you I'm concerned about. What happened?"

She kissed him and he could feel her calming down so he waited patiently for his answer.

"I'm not really sure. I was on the phone with Diane and suddenly there was all this smoke in the kitchen. I yelled to Diane that my kitchen was on fire and hung up. She called the firemen. The smoke was so thick that all I could do was grab my purse and get out. It couldn't have been three minutes later when the fire truck pulled up and then you arrived. I don't understand. I was just cooking dinner."

She cried then, burying her face in his chest, her body racked with sobs as he held her close.

"We'll find out soon enough. Did everyone else get out of the building?"

"Yes, I think so. Mine was the only apartment actually on fire."

She backed up a little and looked him directly in the eyes, terror welling up in her own eyes.

"Oh, Tim, what if my whole apartment is burned up? What will I do? Where will I go?"

"With me, love, with me. Come on, let's see what's really happening before you scare yourself some more."

Tim began to steer her towards the spot where Diane stood watching the commotion. As they approached, Diane breathed a huge, audible sigh of relief.

"Boy, am I glad to see you, Tim, I couldn't handle her anymore."

Tim hugged Diane with his free arm and kissed her lightly on the mouth.

"Thanks for saving her, Diane. Are you OK?"

"My pleasure. I'm fine, thanks for asking."

Diane remained comfortably in Tim's embrace with Kathy held securely in his other arm. The three of them stood linked together waiting, as the firemen worked inside the building. Ten minutes later, the firemen began to withdraw from the building, coiling their hoses. The fire chief came toward the group of onlookers and asked whose apartment was in the center of the problem. Kathy raised her arm and the man walked over to them. 

"You're very lucky. The fire was contained in the kitchen although there is smoke and water damage in the other rooms."

"Apparently the stove overheated and melted the circuits. My men are closing off the electrical wiring now and we'll soon have power restored to the rest of the building. It'll be just a few more minutes before you can go back in but don't use any appliances until you've had an electrician repair the damage. I'll mail you a copy of my report for your insurance claim."

When Diane asked about the other apartments, the chief stated that he didn't think there was any outside damage, except for a little smoke damage, that is. Once the electrical circuits were checked, they could all go back inside as normal. Twenty minutes later, as darkness began to fall, Tim, Diane, and Kathy ventured into Kathy's apartment. 

The kitchen was gone, scorched walls and ceilings, counter tops warped, table and chairs charred. 

The living room had several inches of water and the smell of smoke was overwhelming, even tho the windows had been open for some time. Kathy looked around, then sagged into Tim's arms as tho it was too much to bear at the moment. 

Tim left the girls standing in the doorway and sloshed thru the water into the living room for a closer look. He noted the few pieces of furniture were all legged and stood well above the water level, only the lower level of the bookcase seemed to really have any damage. He sloshed into the kitchen, then into the bedroom. The bed itself and the dressing table were above water level but the clothes on the floor of the closet were probably a write off. Everything was laden with the acrid smell of electrical smoke. All of the fabrics would have to be cleaned before they could determine whether they were salvageable or not.

He called to Kathy to join him in the bedroom.

"The things in your dresser are probably OK, love, but the rest of this will have to be washed or dry- cleaned to see if we can remove the smoke smell. Just collect a change of clothes for now, if you can, and we'll come back tomorrow for a better look."

"Timmy, I don't have contents insurance. It was too expensive. I guess that in hindsight it would have been cheap. How am I going to pay for all of this?"

"Kathy, leave the details to me. You just concentrate on finding something worth taking with you now."

"Are you sure?"

"Do you really think I'm going to let a little thing like a fire come between us?"

"No, I guess not. Thank you."

Kathy turned and spotted Diane grinning at them from the doorway and waved her to the dresser to help her find her clothes. After a few minutes, they managed to collect a small bag containing mostly underthings. When they reached the hall doorway, where Tim was talking to the building manager, Diane put her arm around Kathy and loudly offered to have Kathy stay with her.

"Thanks, Diane, but I need to get away from this smell. Tim has offered to let me stay at his place tonight and I have accepted."

Tim breathed a sigh of relief as he heard this conversation. Although he had been reassuring in his offers to help, he really hadn't directly invited her to stay with him. He was immensely pleased that she had announced the fact to Diane without consulting him. 

It showed that she was confident in their new relationship and he was overjoyed by her confidence. When they stepped out into the hall and were closing the door, the manager of the apartment block came up to them and asked Kathy about the repairs.

"Who is going to pay for all of this damage?"

Tim immediately stepped in rather than risk a confrontation that the girls didn't need.

"We will arrange for the repairs after your insurance adjusters have filed their reports, OK? We'll be here tomorrow to determine what can be salvaged and I'll give you my name and address then."

"Sure, I guess so. As long as it gets taken care of, I don't care who does it."

As he turned away, Kathy breathed a huge sigh of relief. Tim started to turn towards the door then stopped and asked if Diane would like to join them for dinner. Diane glanced at Kathy and was welcomed with a huge grin and readily accepted the invitation.

"I'll get my purse and meet you two outside in just a minute."

Kathy hugged Tim closely as the walked slowly to his car.

"Thanks for everything, honey, especially for inviting Diane. She doesn't like being left out of things."

"I got that idea. I just hope she doesn't stay too late."

Kathy giggled and pressed her body closer to his.

"I'm sure it won't matter. I told her all about last night so she knows everything about our relationship."

"Did you tell her everything?"

"Yes, darling, everything."

Kathy covered his mouth with hers and at that moment it didn't matter if she had told the Pope about last night. Even in these circumstances, he wanted her now.

"Alright, you two, break it up. I'm starving after all of this commotion."

Tim suggested pizza to be eaten at his place and the girls readily agreed. Diane hopped into the back seat and they were off. A few minutes later, they pulled up at Tim's front gate. He opened the gates, then walked down and opened the gates leading under the house to his parking spot. 

He moved the car inside the fence and stopped on the apron, allowing both the girls to get out before he parked under the house. Neither of them had seen his house yet so appraising looks were the order of the day. 

He snapped on the outside lights and a loud meowing was immediately heard. Out of the blackness came a large black and orange cat. Tim bent and lifted the animal for the girls to pet and ooh over. 

"He's a good people cat and can't stand to be ignored. His name is Tinker Bell."

Tim then led them up the stairs and opened the back door, inviting the girls to inspect the place in their own good time while he fed the cat. That done, he searched for and found the menu for the local pizza delivery place. When he went looking for the girls, he found them both in the master bedroom.

"My, my. I turn you two loose and the first thing you do is head for the bedroom. Anyone interested in some food?"

Diane and Kathy both grinned widely and moved to where Tim stood at the door to review the menu he held. After a short discussion, an agreement was reached and Tim called in their order. While Diane excused herself to use the toilet, Tim showed Kathy the arrangement of his clothes closet and suggested where she could make space for her things. 

"Tim, do you really want me to move in with you?"

"I can't think of a better arrangement. If you move in with Diane, I'll have to fight her to get your attention."

"No sir, you are the top of my attention list. Thank you so very much for saving the day."

Kathy lowered her eyes, rested her head on his shoulder, and hugged him very, very tightly.

An hour later, they were reliving the incident among the remains of the pizza. Tim and Kathy occupied the couch while Diane shared the chair with Tinker. Kathy was lying across his lap and allowing his fingers to lightly massage her belly. In the middle of a sentence, Diane suddenly yawned. Kathy followed suit several seconds later. 

"It's beginning to look like bedtime around here."

Diane stood up and stretched, showing her luscious body to good advantage.

"You're staying the night, aren't you Diane?"

"I wouldn't want to impose, Kathy, you haven't even moved in here yourself yet."

"No imposition at all, Diane, you're quite welcome to stay, especially if you don't mind sharing your bed with Tinker. He seems to have taken quite a liking to you."

"Well, OK, if you're sure. I don't want to be in the way."

Diane and Kathy grinned at each other like a pair of Cheshire cats. Tim caught the look and idly wondered what these two were up too, then just wrote it off to good friends in an unusual situation. In less than fifteen minutes, the house was shut down for the night. 

Diane was in the spare room and Tim and Kathy were sharing the master bedroom. Kathy was lying naked on her back on top of the sheet watching Tim disrobe.

"I can see that you're glad to see me."

Kathy smiled as she watched his hard cock bounce in front of his body.

"That is fairly obvious but the real question is are you glad to see me?"

Kathy moved her hands under her head and spread her legs wide.

"See for yourself, lover, I think you'll be pleased."

Tim knelt on the bed and placed his hand in the vee formed by her legs. She was hot and wet even to his lightest touch. When his finger rested in the valley between her legs, she allowed a low moan to escape her lips.

As he entered her with his middle finger, she gasped and raised her buttocks up off the bed. Her fingers were laced together behind her head and she was trying mightily not to grab him. Her breathing instantly became labored as the penetration made itself felt. She squeezed her legs together and a small shudder coursed through her body. With his finger firmly inside her, Tim pressed his thumb into the slit housing her clitoris. 

When he penetrated the valley, he found that her love knob was already hard and needed very little coaxing. Kathy gasped each time his thumb contacted her love button.

Tim leaned across her body, careful not to touch her except for the hand between her legs, and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. Kathy's moans became louder as she arched her back to insert more of her tit into his mouth. He sucked and licked her nipple, delivering a light bite at the end of his attention, causing her to yelp. 

He then repeated the performance on the other nipple, this time eliciting a deeper moan in place of the yelp. His finger was imitating a cock in her pussy, building a steady rhythm of in and out. When he inserted a second finger into her steaming pussy, she arched her back higher and moaned even louder that before.

"Yes, yes, oh baby, yes."

Kathy was moving on the bed like an electric wire gone mad. Her hips were gyrating up and done, around and around, and bucking off the bed all at the same time. Finally, when he claimed her mouth with his, she could no longer keep her hands to herself. She grabbed his head with both of her hands and raped his mouth with her searing tongue. Then those grasping hands moved down his body, across his back, reaching for and finding his buttocks, pulling him on top of her. 

"Fuck me." She demanded. "Fuck me now. Fuck me hard."

Tim maneuvered himself between her legs and, as she raised her legs to press him to her, he lunged forward and impaled her on his rigid cock. Her cry at this penetration seemed to be echoed from the next room. Tim heard the slight noise, then decided to ignore it and leaned forward to kiss Kathy. He was supporting his weight on his hands, one placed on either side of her waist, and was able to control the movements of his hips. He decided to try to make this last longer than last night and began fucking her with slow, deliberate, deep strokes.

With each entrance of his cock into her pussy, Kathy groaned loudly.

"Oh my, oh yes, harder, faster"

Tim was controlling the speed to enable himself to last longer in spite of her urgent pleas for him to speed up his thrusts. With each thrust, the heat was building inside him and Kathy was reaching for her climax. Her nails dug into his back, her hips bucked and vibrated; her legs squeezed his hips in an attempt to drive him deeper into herself. 

Her moans and cries grew louder and more passionate. Tim began to rapidly lose control. He was now racing for his own climax. Their bodies pounded together, faster and faster, deeper and deeper, her mouth glued to his, her nails imbedded in his back, his hands grasping at her buttocks to pull her onto him.

Kathy began to scream.

"Now, now, finish me, Timmy, finish me now."

Kathy repeated this chorus each time he rammed his cock into her. In mere moments, it was just sounds, not even words. 

At the same time, her cries seemed to be echoing from the next bedroom, adding to the lustful atmosphere. Finally, with a loud moan, Tim announced that he was about to cum.

"I'm going to cum, Kathy, I'm there. Oh God I'm there."

"Yes, yes, oh yes, cum now, cum in me now, oh yes, baby, that's it, cum in me."

Kathy wailed as she stiffened in his embrace. Tim stiffened and crushed her to him. In the other room, Diane wailed almost as loudly as Kathy did as she masturbated herself to the sounds of their lovemaking. The blending of the three voices in lustful harmony was more exciting than Tim thought was possible. After several long moments of tension, Tim and Kathy collapsed into each other's embrace.




Where There's Smoke Ch. 02



It took several long minutes for their breathing to calm down. Neither of them could speak although they were locked in a firm embrace. When he finally regained his breath, Tim whispered to Kathy.

"Oh, Kathy, you are magnificent."

Laughingly, they kissed and a shudder overtook Kathy, causing her to clutch Tim very tightly. When she released him, Tim whispered again.

"I think Diane was listening through the walls. I'm sure I heard her wailing about the same time that you came."

Kathy's face grew serious.

"Did that bother you, darling, having Diane join in?"

"No. It actually seemed to add to the pleasure, once I was sure of what I was hearing."

"Oh, honey, that's wonderful." 

Kathy fairly gushed her comment and hugged the dazed Tim even harder.

"I don't understand. Did I miss something?" 

"No, you haven't missed anything. I just need to explain a few things to you."

"Oh, oh, that sounds serious. Should I be concerned?"

"No, I don't think so. In fact, I hope you will find it quite to your liking.. It is, however, just a bit unusual, I must admit."

"Is this the proper position for this discussion?"

Kathy wiggled her hips, caressed his back, and smiled up at him. She kissed him deeply, causing his cock to move deeper inside of her. She moaned slightly before answering his last question.

"Oh, yes, this is the perfect position. I just need to concentrate a little harder. Ummmmm, yes, harder please, Tim."

Tim shifted his hips again and Kathy squealed. After a few deep breaths, she finally looked him in the eye.

"OK, I'll explain but you have to promise to listen to the whole explanation before you answer, OK?"

"OK, but first let me get a little more comfortable."

He moved his elbows so they were on either side of her head, then rested his face in his hands, looking down at her from about 2 inches away. In this way, they were still attached but without the full effect of his weight on her.

"OK, I'm ready when you are. Start explaining."

Kathy lay with her legs entwined around the small of his back and her arms around his upper back and shoulders. Before she began talking, she pulled her head up and kissed him hungrily on the mouth.

"Keep that in mind while I explain. First of all, everything I have told you about myself is true. I just left out a few small pieces. The major piece is that Diane is my sister, actually my elder sister by 14 months. We grew up together in an orphanage, as I told you, and managed to remain together when we were finally let out. During that time, in order to survive, we promised to always share everything with each other. So far, we have kept that promise. 

When I say everything, I mean absolutely everything. Clothes, money, cars, houses, yes, and even husbands and boyfriends, with consent, of course."

As she said this last part, Kathy was watching Tim's face closely for some reaction. Instead, she felt the reaction in her pussy when his cock suddenly jumped. 

"Ohhhhh, can I take that as a positive sign?"

"Let's just say that I'm interested in hearing more about this arrangement you two have."

Tim kissed her lightly on the nose, then continued.

"I've heard of very few sharing arrangements that actually worked for all of the parties."

"Fair enough. I'll try to explain although most of it we decide as we go along. When Diane first met Charlie about 10 years ago, she mentioned to him that I was part of the arrangement. At first, he seemed pleased with the idea, but the novelty wore off very quickly. He thought we would both be his slaves, literally, as well as sexually. She divorced him, thank God, and we moved here. 

Then I met Art. It turned out to be almost the same story with the roles reversed. Art began bragging to his mates about how he could fuck either of us whenever he wanted and that made things very difficult for us with the other wives, I can tell you. In most other ways, he was a nice guy unless he got to drinking. That happened more often the last year or so, when he would get ugly after a session with the boys. As it turned out, he fell off the boat on a fishing trip while he was drunk and drowned. That was three years ago."

"Neither of them left us with anything and we have been on our own since then. We have two apartments because we got a real deal on the rent if we took them both but I don't know what will happen now. Anyway, I love you and that's the absolute truth. I have promised to share everything with Diane and I know that she likes you. The final decision is up to you, darling, will you at least think about it?"

Although he was initially stimulated by the idea, his cock had gone soft inside her while she talked and he now slipped out of her pussy. He raised himself up and rolled over onto his back, pulling her with him. She adjusted herself alongside him, throwing a leg over his so her pussy was resting on his hard thigh and her tits were brushing his chest. He put his arm around her shoulders and lay back on the pillow. After a few minutes of silence, she raised her head and looked at him.

"What are you thinking, Timmy? Please talk to me."

He patted her head and kissed her forehead.

"I guess I'm basically in favor of the arrangement." 

He started out and she wiggled closer to him, grateful for the positive beginning. 

"However, I have a whole bunch of what if questions. For instance, what happens if you both want me at the same time or even on the same night? Who gets priority? I don't know if I can handle both of you in the same night. Do we flip a coin? Do we have threesomes? Do you two take care of each other while I recuperate? Do you come first and Diane always gets the leftovers? Don't misunderstand, I'm not saying that it can't work, just that there are so many unanswered questions and it will be a lot of work for all of us if this arrangement is to be successful."

"I haven't got all the answers either, darling, although we have faced some of the issues already. Let me ask you a few questions. For instance, how do you feel about having both of us together? I mean as a threesome? Does that turn you off or on?"

"The idea really turns me on but I am concerned about pleasing both of you under those conditions."

"Oh, I'm sure you'll please us. But remember that this is an act of love, not a competition. In any event, we quite often take care of each other and ourselves so you won't be the only source of satisfaction. How do you think we have survived these past three years with no man at all?"

"We do understand that there will always be limitations and we'll just have to adjust to them. What do you think now?"

"Let me try to understand a few points first. This arrangement is just between the three of us, no outsiders are to know, right?"

"Right. We know that is disastrous for the relationship." 

"Can any one of us initiate sex with any other one or are there rules I don't know about yet in that regard."

"No rules, really, except that we don't use sex or the withholding of sex as a weapon to gain an advantage. Unless we agree to play a game, no one is anyone's servant. So, yes, any one of us can initiate sex with any other one at any time or place without the consent or even knowledge of the third party."

"Right. Then we have effectively eliminated jealousy in regard to each other. Now for the tricky one. If you both want to get laid on the same night, how do we decide who goes first?"

"Truthfully, I don't know. So far, Diane and I haven't had any real conflicts. I suppose the three of us will have to discuss that one at some stage and come to a method that works for everybody."

"Do you really want me to agree to this arrangement?"

Yes, darling, I really, really do. That way, Diane can be as happy with you as I am and you will never lack for attention, I can promise you that."

"Alright, suppose we try it for a while, say three months. At the end of that time we review our situation and take it from there. Is that acceptable?"

"Yes, darling, that is perfectly acceptable to me and I'm sure Diane will agree when we tell her. Thank you very much."

Kathy slid on top of him then. She lay full length on his body and squeezed her legs together to capture his half-hard cock. Then she caught his face in her hands and kissed him so passionately that his cock hardened immediately, causing her pussy to start oozing her juices. Kathy moved her legs so she could kneel over him. She reached down and grabbed his now hard cock and placed it at the entrance to her pussy. As the head of it pushed past her pussy lips, she groaned.

With her head thrown back and her eyes closed, she lowered herself onto his rock hard cock, holding her breath as the girth of him stretched her to the limit. Inch by slow inch, she impaled herself on his hard rod, forcing it to scrape the front of her vagina, her most sensitive area. As she reached the bottom, where their hairs were meshed together, her pleasure was so intense it was almost pain. 

She could only hold the position a few seconds before falling forward onto his chest to relieve the tension. In this position, she could rock back and forth, fucking him almost without having him move at all.

In just a few dozen strokes, she was ready for her climax. Tim lifted her to a sitting position and held her waist. He raised and lowered her on his cock causing her to lose all control. 

Her head bobbed, her arms flailed, the feelings being generated in her pussy were so intense she was losing consciousness. 

He held her firmly with his hands and continued to slam her down onto his rigid tool. As she began to wail, his cock was bathed in her hot juices.

The heat was too much for him and he jolted her with a white-hot splash of his own juices. They both stiffened and held the pose for several long seconds before collapsing. Kathy fell forward onto his chest and extended her legs full length to relieve her cramped pussy. Tears of joy rained down her cheeks and onto his shoulder as he held her in a tight embrace. They eventually fell asleep in that same position.

Tim woke up about 5:30 in the morning and gently rolled Kathy onto her side. He needed to answer the call of nature without disturbing her. Slipping quietly from the bed, he padded naked through the house to the bathroom, not remembering that Diane was also there or the conversation he had with Kathy the previous evening. When he finished, he started back to the bedroom only to be met by a naked Diane in the kitchen doorway. 

"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

Tim froze in his tracks, then the conversation of last night came flooding back and he quickly recovered his composure. 

"Yes, I did. How about you?"

"MMMMMMMMMMM. Yes, I had a really good night." 

She said, smiling directly at him with a twinkle in her eye. 

"I was just trying to find some tea. Can you help me?"

"Of course." 

He started walking directly toward her. She was staring right at him as he approached and he realized that his cock was growing hard rapidly. He couldn't help but break out into a grin as he reached her and held out his arms.

"How about a proper good morning, Diane. Kathy told me about the sharing arrangement last night."

In a twinkling, Diane moaned and was in his arms with her mouth glued to his. Her tongue jabbed into his mouth and her hips crushed against his thighs and his hard cock. As she adjusted her position to allow his cock to slide between her legs, she began to whimper in almost the same way as Kathy. 

Tim slipped his hands under her buttocks and lifted her legs off the floor. Diane wrapped her arms around his neck and swung her legs up and around his hips. He pulled her to him as she eagerly spread her legs to accept him. He entered her in one lunge and when he was fully inside her, she moved her mouth from his and expelled a huge breath.

"OMYGOD, Tim, you're huge. You fill me up completely. Oh God, I love it."

He started to walk then, slowly. With each step, his cock moved inside of her as first one thigh then the other one was thrust forward. At the same time, he was moving her buttocks forward and back with his hands. Diane's pussy was being hammered by his hard steel rod. He walked slowly across the kitchen floor to the opposite wall. He leaned her back against the wall. 

With her shoulders braced in this position, he began pounding her pussy with hard thrusts of his own. In less than a dozen strokes Diane was ready to climax, digging her fingernails into his shoulders as her legs tightened around his waist. He smothered her wailing mouth with his own to keep from waking Kathy.

When the tension in her body subsided, her released the pressure on her buttocks, allowing her to extend her legs towards the floor. 

She wasn't tall enough to reach the floor and still allow his cock to remain inside her so she clung tenaciously to his neck. He pressed her hips back against the wall to give her additional support. He kissed her gently as his cock began to soften and slip out of her. As he lowered her to the floor, she pressed her pussy hard against him to counter the aftershock that ripped through her body. They held each other silently for a short while then she raised her head to look at him.

"I really could us that tea now. I've never had a good morning kiss like that before."

He looked at her grinning face and grinned back at her.

"We aim to please." 

He said as he kissed her gently once more.

Tim showed her where the tea and cups were so she could fix it.

"I'm going back to bed. See you later, love."

He kissed her lightly on the lips and she clung to him for a brief second.

"Thank you, lover, sleep well."

Tim went back into the bedroom and slid quietly into the bed. Kathy awoke as he was moving close to her. 

"Have you seen Diane?"

"Yes, love, she's in the kitchen making some tea."

He snuggled up to her back and wrapped an arm around her waist, then kissed the back of her neck. Kathy suddenly rolled towards him, sniffing him with her nose. 

"Mmmmmm, you smell like Diane. You fucked her, haven't you. Oh, how wonderful." 

She wrapped her arms and legs around him and kissed him deeply. In moments, they fell asleep. 



Where There's Smoke Ch. 03



Tim woke up and stretched luxuriously. He was alone in the bed and took the time to review his new situation. Kathy was probably going to move in with him and her sister Diane would probably be a frequent visitor. They both had made love to him in the past twenty-four hours and the arrangement was now probably in a three month trial period. They were both beautiful women in his judgment, reasonably intelligent, American by upbringing which meant that the three of them had manners and customs in common, and very sexy. 

How the three of them would get along over time was anyone's guess but it certainly would be interesting. At this point, he hoped they could work out a long term living arrangement. The nicest part was that they loved him for himself. They didn't know about his money yet.

He finally got up and threw on a robe, then walked out into the main part of the house. He could hear voices coming from the dining room and headed in that direction. 

"Good morning, ladies." He smiled as he stepped into the room. Diane and Kathy were seated at the dining room table, both of them completely naked. 

"Good morning, Timmy." They said, almost in unison.

Tim walked to the table and kissed Kathy first, then Diane. 

"I see everyone is smiling this morning. That's a good sign."

Kathy asked if he would like some coffee and he responded in the affirmative. Kathy got up and went into the kitchen, coming back in a few minutes with his coffee and sat down again.

"We have been talking about our arrangement" she started, "and we both agree that a three month trial is a good idea. We haven't really agreed on any details yet as we wanted to wait for you."

"I think we should probably face each situation as it comes. I think we will be making a huge mistake trying to foresee all possible events and set rules for them. One thing I think we should agree on is the way we will show ourselves to the rest of the world, like at the bowling alley."

"Tim's got a good point, Kathy. I think we should be just three really close, good friends as far as anyone else is concerned. They just won't know quite how close but anything other than that will get us in trouble at some stage, don't you think?"

"That's probably a good idea, Diane. If Tim and I were to pretend to be a couple, he would have to be very careful of how he acts around you, wouldn't he. And the reverse would be true if he was your boyfriend. I agree that three best friends gives us the easiest way to handle this. What do you think, Tim?"

"That sounds good to me although I am still a bit concerned about treating you both equally. I'm sure there will be time when I screw up, no pun intended, and we will then have to call a meeting to sort out the problem. But I guess all relationships have their problems. Ours will just be a little different than normal. The major thing is that we all have to be honest with each other, no pouting in the corner if your feelings get hurt. Communication is the only way we'll get happily through this."

He suddenly raised his coffee cup and proclaimed a toast.

"To the three musketeers! All for one and one for all!"

Kathy and Diane raised their coffee cups and repeated the toast. The arrangement had officially begun.

It was decided that a trip back to the apartment was the next order of business. While Tim had some breakfast, the girls took turns in the shower, and then he shaved and showered. Kathy had brought a change of clothes but Diane had to wear what she had on the night before, at least until they returned to her apartment. Finally, about 10 am, the trio walked out the back door and headed for the scene of the disaster.

When they arrived, Tim and Kathy went directly to Kathy's burned out flat while Diane went to her own apartment to change clothes. Most of the water had drained away during the night but the damage was more obvious in the daylight. Kathy began sorting through the clothes while Tim tackled the mess in the living room. Except for the books, the furniture in the living room was salvageable although it suffered greatly from smoke damage. The carpeting was a complete loss as well as the kitchen. Tim was tempted to just walk away from it but he knew that Kathy would want to salvage at least her personal items.

A few minutes later, Diane appeared in the doorway still dressed in yesterday's clothes, her face showing signs of recent crying. 

Tim was standing in the middle of the living room when he noticed her at the door.

"How bad is it?" She asked.

"The furniture can be saved but it will need to be cleaned. The bottom shelf of books, the carpet, and the entire kitchen are a write-off. I don't know how Kathy is making out in the bedroom. What the status of your apartment? Not too good, I guess, since you haven't changed."

Diane came forward with her arms raised for a hug and tears again stream down her face. Tim grabbed her and held her tightly while she sobbed quietly into his shoulder. 

"All my clothes are ruined - smoke damage. I can't even stand to stay there anymore."

"Hush, sweetheart, it's all going to be OK. Why don't you dry your tears and let's go see how Kathy is making out."

"Uh, OK, thank you, darling, I'll try to help her. This place is lots worse than mine."

Diane started towards the bedroom with Tim following behind. He almost ran into her when she stopped abruptly in the doorway. 

Kathy was sitting in the middle of the bed with piles of clothes scattered all around her. 

"Are you all right, Kathy?"

Kathy raised her head to look at Diane and Tim. She wore the saddest puppy-dog face with tears streaming down her cheeks. 

"They're all ruined. All of my favorite clothes are ruined by that horrible smoke."

As she began to cry, Diane and Tim rushed to her side, each of them folding their arms around her tightly. 

"I know, honey, all of mine are ruined too. Every last stitch I own."

"It'll be allright, girls, we can have these things cleaned and they'll be fine."

Kathy spoke up first, looking Tim straight in the eye.

"I can't afford to have all of my clothes cleaned." 

"It will cost thousands of dollars that I just don't have and neither does Diane. Oh, Tim, this is so horrible."

Tim kissed her on the forehead and then leaned over to do the same to Diane.

"I'll take care of the costs, ladies, everything will be taken care off, don't you worry."

"Oh, Tim, it's going to be monstrously expensive to clean all my things and Diane's too. Can you really afford it? You're not just trying to make me feel better, are you?"

"I can really afford it, Kathy, don't waste any more tears on it. Let's try to find the insurance adjuster and work from there. Maybe it's not as bad as you seem to think. Diane, will you go ask the manager when that adjuster will be here?"

"Sure, I'll go right now. Be back in a sec."

As Diane left, Tim leaned over and kissed Kathy on the mouth, biting lightly on her bottom lip.

"Oh, Timmy." She breathed. "Even in the middle of this disaster, I want you."

"Patience, darling, but that's a very good sign that you will survive this."

He kissed her again and pressed his body tightly to hers while she reached around his back to press him to her. Just then there was a knock on the door. Tim and Kathy got up together and found Diane and the insurance adjuster at the doorway of the apartment. He introduced himself, then began to inspect the damage. In the end, the damage to the building was very slight and mostly electrical. He expected that the wiring would be repaired and the kitchen restored to its former state.

The policy, however, did not cover contents and unless the tenant had a separate contents policy, none of the furniture or carpeting would be replaced. After completing his report, the adjuster left a copy with the building manager. Kathy was crushed. Although she never thought her possessions were valuable, the cost of replacing everything would be astronomical. In addition, she was responsible for replacing the carpeting that had been damaged in the incident, as it was not covered in the building policy.

It was nearly midday by this time so Tim suggested that the three of them get some lunch and discuss what should be done. 

When they were seated in a local restaurant, Tim opened the discussion.

"I don't want to step on any toes here but I have a suggestion. Kathy's apartment is currently uninhabitable and so is yours, Diane. In addition, all of your clothes have been smoke damaged, right? Kathy agreed to move in with me last night so the question of where she will live is settled." 

"We have a spare room as you know Diane and you are quite welcome to move in there either temporarily or permanently. If that's settled, then all we have to do is to decide whether you two want to try to salvage some or all of your clothes or whether we should just go shopping for new wardrobes for the two of you."

"Oh, I'd love to but a whole new wardrobe." Said Diane.

"Me, too" added Kathy, "but I still have to pay for the carpets. Besides, I can't afford a whole new wardrobe, that would cost thousands."

Tim reached into his pocket and withdrew his wallet, which he placed on the table.

"Someday you two will actually listen when I say something. I can afford new wardrobes for both of you and new carpets for your former apartment."

He then pulled an American Express Platinum Card from his wallet and placed it on the table.

The girls were wide eyed and they looked at the card. Neither of them even had a credit card at all.

"Now that money is not an object, what shall we do? Do either of you have anything of sentimental value that you feel you must salvage?

"Just a couple of things." Answered Kathy. Diane nodded agreement. "I could replace most of it."

"Then it's settled. After lunch we will sort out the few things you definitely want to salvage and we'll leave the rest for the Salvo's. In the morning, you two will call in sick and tomorrow will be a shopping day, right?"

"Oh, yes, darling, thank you, yes." Gushed Kathy and Diane almost simultaneously.

They both slid over and kissed him on the cheek, one on each side, just as the waitress came up to take their order. 

The rest of the afternoon was spent sorting out their things, saving only a few items, bagging the majority of things for donation. 

During the course of these activities, hands caressed, kisses were exchanged, and the three of them generally maintained a level of sexual tension between them. The few things that Diane took from her apartment were put in her car with Kathy's things going into her own car. Tim took the bundles for the Salvo's in his car and dropped them off at the nearest pickup station.

The three of them met back at Tim's house where the girls parked on the street waiting for him. He pulled up a few minutes later and they entered the house through the back door. The clothes they brought back were quickly dispatched to the washer while Tim made drinks for them. When they were seated in the living room, Tim stood in the center after handing out the drinks and played master of ceremonies.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered her today to witness an historic occasion. These three people have agreed to be bound by the laws of nature and their own foibles to form a happily united triple."

"In honor of this occasion, it is my privilege to hand out to the newcomers their own keys to the kingdom."

He handed a gold key to Kathy and one to Diane, each one on a leather key ring with their respective names carved into the leather. He then announced nap time and elected to remain on the couch with the girls finding their own comfortable situation as they wished. He awoke a short time later, feeling much refreshed. A quick inspection determined that both of the girls were still asleep in the master bedroom. Tim walked quietly onto the verandah and stared peacefully at the late afternoon sky.

Two arms suddenly appeared around his waist and a warm female body was pressed into his back. 

"Hi, lover, thanks for the keys. I didn't really expect such royal treatment."

"Hi yourself. As I told you, we aim to please."

He turned inside Diane's embrace and snuggled her close. He leaned down and kissed her lightly on the mouth and she shuddered. Diane hugged him a little harder and laid her head on his shoulder. 

"Oh, Tim, I'm so happy here. Thank you so very much."

"It's I who should be thanking you, Diane. After all, you introduced me to Kathy in the first place."

In another moment, Kathy appeared in the doorway and Tim instantly motioned to her to come forward. When she stepped into his embrace, he kissed her long and tenderly, wanting to be sure that she knew she was both welcome and special. When her tongue darted into his mouth, he knew everything was all right. The three of them stood in the three-way embrace for a short while, then separated and occupied chairs on the verandah. After some stretching and yawning, the subject turned to 

dinner and the rest of the evening.

Eventually they settled on a quiet dinner at home, some television, then to bed, as the weekend had already been quite hectic. Diane was the first to say goodnight, kissing first Kathy then Tim. A short time later, Tim and Kathy turned in as well. 

As he slipped into the bed next to Kathy, she murmured her good night to him. He responded in kind and wrapped her in his arms, settling in to sleep. A few minutes later, Tinker Bell walked across the sleeping couple and decided to take up residence between them.

Monday morning dawned bright and clear. Tim lay in bed looking out the window, with occasional glances at the sleeping girl next to him. Kathy was breathing easily, lying on her back, and Tim enjoyed watching the rise and fall of her naked breasts. After a short while, the temptation overtook him and he leaned forward and took the nearest nipple into his lips.

"Ohhhhhhh" Kathy murmured. She reached her hand up to cup the back of his head, pressing it harder to her breast. Tim released the nipple and murmured his good morning. He then adjusted his position so that his leg was between hers, his thigh resting in the vee of her thighs.

"Mmmmmmmm. Good morning." Kathy murmured, stretching herself against his body. "Oh, Tim, you are so lovely to wake up to."

Pressing her thighs together to trap his leg, they kissed again. This time it was a deep, tongue-wagging kiss that raised both of their temperatures. Kathy began to wiggle beneath him, causing her clit to rub invitingly across his thigh. Tim supported his weight mostly on his elbows and slid his body across her until he was resting completely between her legs. His now hard cock was nestled between her thighs, pressed tightly against her pussy lips.

Tim rolled her hips, boosting her legs up to surround his waist. As she did so, Tim's cock found the entrance to her hot waiting pussy. With one steady push, he was completely inside her. 

"Ohhhhh, yesssssss." Was all she said as he penetrated her. 

Tim covered her mouth with his and began moving in and out of her pussy with slow, steady motions. In a very few strokes, the motion increased in intensity and speed. In less than two dozen strokes, they both reached climax. As they lay in each other's arms, Tim spoke quietly in her ear.

"Thank you, my love, that was perfect."

Kathy held him tightly as another, smaller orgasm swept through her body. 

"Someday soon you'll have to wake up with Diane. This has to be a shared experience."

A short while later, Tim slipped from the bed and dressed for his day. Before making his breakfast, he looked in on Diane and decided to wake her with kisses as well. He sat lightly on the side of the bed and eased down the covers. He gasped as her breasts came into view, rising and falling gently with each breath. As he had with Kathy, he leaned over and took a nipple into his mouth. When she moved and grasped his head, he moved his hand to her pussy, laying the palm flat against her mound. Diane started grinding her pelvis against his hand while Tim deepened his mouthing of her breast. 

He slipped a finger into her pussy and she immediately spread her legs, inviting more attention to her secret spots. 

He mouthed her breast, teasing the nipple, while slipping a second finger into her hungry cunt. Diane began humping his hand, moving her hips up and down to increase the movement and the depth of his penetration. Tim added a third finger to her pussy and she increased her movements dramatically. He moved his mouth up to hers, then slipped his thumb over her clit, nearly driving her insane with lust. Diane tensed, raising her whole body off the bed and screamed into his mouth as her orgasm struck her. 

Tim held her as she came down from her peak and caressed her gently. He kissed her face and whispered good morning to her as he kissed the side of her neck. She reached her hand up to his head and pulled him to her mouth. Her tongue slid over his teeth and she bit his bottom lip, then she released him and lay back onto the pillow. In a few moments, she drifted back to sleep again. Tim left the room feeling very satisfied.

He went to the kitchen and started fixing his own breakfast when he was surrounded by female arms and bodies. 

Both of the women of the house were vying for his attention as he stood at the kitchen counter. Kathy kissed his left cheek while Diane kissed his right cheek. Two sets of hand caressed his crotch and his ass and two hot pussies leaned against his thighs. They were both grinning like Cheshire cats and he had the feeling that he had indeed taken good care of both of them this morning.

A few minutes and kisses later, Tim sat at the breakfast table and explained to the girls that he would not be able to accompany them on their shopping trip. He then produced his Amex card and handed it to Kathy. 

He also gave her a typed note, signed by him, authorizing both of them to purchase whatever they wished on the card as of today. He also gave her the telephone number of the club pro shop in case they had any problems during the day. Since they already had their own keys to the house, he kissed them both and left them to their own devices. 

As they discussed their day over coffee, they realized that they had no idea how much they were allowed to spend. After some discussion, they calculated that the day would probably cost around $5,000 each. Kathy placed a call to the club, just catching Tim before he walked out the door. When she asked him if it would be allright for them to spend $5,000 each, she suddenly went silent. After a short silence, she started talking again.

"Yes, darling, but how much? Oh Tim, are you sure? Yes, darling, I promise and I'll tell Diane. Thank you so much. We'll see you later. Yes, I promise. We both love you, Timmy, have a great day."

"Well, cone on, give, what was that all about?"

Kathy sat quietly for a moment, then she stood facing Diane and replied with a straight face.

"He said we had to model everything for him when he comes home tonight.....bikinis, skirts, bras, shoes, panties, everything."

"That's OK with me, I'm sure he'll be an appreciative audience. But what did he say about how much we can spend?"

"He said, and I quote, I don't really care how much or how little you spend. Just be sure you get what you like and will wear. When I pressed him for an amount, he said not a penny more than $100,000!!!!!"

The two girls squealed in delight and hugged each other in their excitement. 

After a few minutes, they began to settle down and Kathy suggested that they list the items they wanted to buy so that the day wouldn't be wasted. They went into the dining room and, having found sheets of paper in one of the drawers, began their list. After almost an hour, the list was nearly complete. They closed up the house and went into the city. They decided to purchase all of the basic items in one place, the Myer Centre, so that they could reduce the hassle of carrying the packages around town. They parked in the underground garage and began their shopping day.




Where There's Smoke Ch. 03



Upon their arrival, they talked to the floor manager and arranged that all of their selections would be stored in one place and delivered to their home the following day. When they had completed the majority of their selections, at about three PM, Kathy produced the credit card and the authorization note from Tim. 

Since it was an AMEX Platinum card, the amount of the purchases wasn't in question, merely the authority of the purchasers. After some delay, they were asked to step into the manager's office.

The store manager, although polite, questioned their authority to use the card even tho they had produced the signed letter from Tim. When the manager held firm, Kathy suggested calling Tim at the golf club. The manager dialed the number and asked to speak with Mr. Tim Tyler. After a short delay, he came on the line, asking immediately what was wrong. 

The manager explained that two ladies had selected quite a sizable amount of merchandise and wished to use his AMEX card to pay for the purchases. Given the amount of the bill, the manager admitted that he decided to be conservative and request confirmation directly from the cardholder.

Tim breathed a sigh of relief and began to provide the necessary information. First, he supplied the card number and the fraud code, which he had memorized. Next, he described the two women, supplying their names and described the authority document. Finally, he suggested to the manager that they would take their business elsewhere unless these ladies were accorded first class treatment in every respect. 

When the manager quickly agreed, Tim asked to speak to one of the women. When Kathy came on the line, Tim quickly ascertained that they had been treated well and were done with today's shopping.

"What's going on now, Tim? Is there anything else we should do?"

"No, love, everything is under control. If you have finished your shopping, ask the manager to have your things delivered to the house today. I'm sure he can arrange it. Remember, if you feel that you are not being properly taken care of, you have the option of leaving everything there and shopping somewhere else. I have no particular connection to the Myer Centre. I'll be going home now so if there is any further problem, call me there, OK?"

When Kathy handed the phone back to the manager, he asked Tim to confirm their authority for the amount of their purchases.

"Whatever it is, it's OK." Tim hung up the phone.

The manager turned to Kathy with a rather embarrassed look on his face as he hung up the phone.

"Your credit is excellent, Ms. O'Riley. Is there anything else that I can do for you?"

Diane started to say no but Kathy spoke up.

"Is there a way that you can have our things delivered yet today?"

"Certainly. I'll have one of our own trucks take them out right away, unless you wish to add to your selections."

"Not today, thank you. Come on, Di, let's go get some coffee."

"One moment please, ladies, and I'll give you a receipt for your purchases."

Five minutes later, Kathy and Diane left the managers office with Tim's card and a detailed receipt that listed all of their purchases. The cost of their shopping trip was just over $20,000. When they were seated at the coffee shop, Kathy took out the receipt and rapidly moved her eyes over the list, stopping when she saw the bottom figure. Her hands were trembling as she silently read the number printed there. 

"Diane, I think we went overboard. This number is huge. I've never even seen this much money let alone spent it on clothes. For all his big talk, Tim is going to kill us or worse." 

She passed the tape to Diane and watched as the color drained from her face.

"OHMYGOD! That can't be right! Kathy, what did you mean by, or worse."

"This could be the worst mistake we have ever made. Even if we return all of this stuff, Tim can still throw us out, you know, and that would be so much worse."

"OH, NO! Kathy! We can't let that happen. I love him just as much as you do and I couldn't bear having to give him up, not like this. What are we going to do?"

"I think the best thing is to go straight home and confess to our crimes and hope for mercy. I can't imagine his reaction when that truck shows up and we're not even there. Come on, let's hurry!"

As they turned the corner they saw the Myer truck just closing it's doors. Diane parked at the curb and shut off the car, staring at Kathy with empty eyes.

"Cheer up, Kath. We can always plead insanity and send the stuff back. If that doesn't work, we'll simply beg him to let us stay and we'll be his slaves - - forever."

Kathy grimaced. Exhaling a huge breath, she opened the car door and stepped out.

"I guess you're right. It can't be that bad. Even so, I think I'd rather hide under the verandah until the storm blows over. Come on, let's get this over with."

Holding hands, the two women walked through the gate and up the back steps like criminals expecting to be sent to the gallows.

When they came through the back door, they found Tim standing in the hallway surrounded by their purchases. He turned towards them as they crossed the dining room and grinned.

"When does the next truckload arrive?"

Kathy and Diane couldn't believe their ears. Next truckload? Their eyes were wide, their mouths dropped open, and their hearts skipped a beat as they stared first at Tim then at each other. As one, they rushed into his open arms and began kissing him and hugging him. After several minutes of this affection, Tim called a halt.

"Hey, calm down, you two, before you kill me. I love the attention but you two are going overboard. What's gotten into you?"

"Oh, Tim, we were so afraid that we overdid it when we saw the total on the receipt. Do you have any idea how much all of this costs?"

"No, but I'm sure that you two are worth every penny of it."

Diane took his hand and led him to a chair. 

"I think you had better sit down before we give you the bill. I'm afraid it will be a bit of a shock."

Tim sat in the chair and waited while Kathy extracted first his card then the receipt tape from her purse. She held them out to him with two fingers as if it would burn her hand. Tim accepted the card and placed it on the end table next to his chair. He started reading the items from the top, letting the tape hang loose in his hand.

"Hmmmmm. About two feet worth. When does my fashion show start? These descriptions are rather cryptic. I'm sure they'll look much better on the two of you." 

He tossed the tape in their general direction, seemingly without looking at the total. The girl's mouths dropped open. They couldn't believe his calm reaction to their spending more than $20,000 of his money. When they didn't respond, Tim decided to explain a few things to them. It was finally time.

"Sit down, you two, before you fall down."

Kathy and Diane sat cross-legged on the floor in front of his chair. He leaned forward, touched each of them on the cheek, running his finger across their lips, and ended with a flip of their nose.

"First of all, don't think for a minute that I don't know how much you spent today. I know exactly. To the penny. Secondly, if you remember our conversation of this morning, Kathy, I gave you permission to spend a great deal more than you actually have spent, so I am pleased that you were reasonable in your spending. Third, we three have an agreement that says we share everything with each other, right?"

When the girls nodded assent, he continued.

"What you didn't know when this agreement was set up was that I am quite wealthy."

"This shopping spree is just the beginning of your sharing of my wealth. Now, before you get too carried away, I'm not going to just give you money. I will however pay the bills for all of your necessities as long as our agreement lasts and clothes are certainly necessities. I expect that there will be certain changes in all of our lives over time but I don't anticipate that running out of money will be one of our problems."

After what seemed like an eternity of stunned silence, Tim saw the tears rolling down both faces. 

Diane was the first to speak.

"My God, Kathy, you sure can pick 'em."

He moved off the chair, knelt on the floor between them, and hugged them to him, kissing each of them on the top of their heads. He felt each of them shudder as the emotions of the afternoon played out in their respective bodies. For his part, the bargain was sealed. They were officially a threesome. Kathy finally raised her head and looked at Tim.

"Honey, I think we will need a little time to get organized for your fashion show. Is that OK?"

"Of course, love. I think I'll have a cup of coffee out on the verandah while you to get organized."

He leaned forward and kissed Diane and then Kathy. He stood up and walked out of the room, leaving them seated on the floor facing each other's tear-stained faces. The two women hugged each other as tears of joy rolled down their cheeks. The emotions of the moment overcame them and they kissed each other feverishly with open mouths and probing tongues. Unknown to them, Tim witnessed the kiss through the open doorway of the kitchen and grinned widely, noting the instant hardening in his pants. 



Where There's Smoke Ch. 04



Tim fixed himself a cup of coffee then went out to the verandah to wait until the girls were ready. A short while later, Diane come to him and leaned down to kiss him firmly on the mouth. 

"Timmy, darling, do we have to wear every garment?"

"No, I guess not. Getting in and out of some of those things could be a bit of a hassle. I do want to see everything, however, so if you're not going to wear it you at least have to hold it up for me to see. I'd really like to see you model some of the sexier things, tho."

"Thank you, Timmy, we'll be ready in just a little while."

Twenty minutes later, Kathy came out to the verandah and immediately sat in his lap to ask where he would like the show to be staged. When Tim answered the living room with him on the couch, Kathy replied they would be ready to start in another five minutes.

Comfortably seated on the couch, Tim was anxious for the show to begin. Kathy started first, carrying a dress on a hangar. She showed the dress, front and back, and then held it up against her body so he could more easily visualize her wearing it. Diane entered the room as Kathy left, doing exactly the same with her first dress. The girls took turns, bringing out skirts, blouses, slacks, and dresses for Tim to see and appreciate. This part of the show took nearly an hour. Finally, Kathy announced that the lingerie portion of the show was about to begin and Tim applauded loudly.

Each of the girls started modestly, wearing white bras and white panties with high-heeled shoes. They followed the same routine, walking slowly towards him, turning completely around in front of him, and then walking slowly back into the other room. While Kathy was keeping Tim mesmerized, Diane was changing into another set of clothes and vice versa. After a few changes, they began to wear lacy, see-through outfits and occasionally parading in only a pair of panties. Needless to say, Tim was in a complete state of uproar as the show progressed.

Kathy came out in a sheer, black lace peignoir with no panties and Tim could only say "Wow". When she turned in front of him he reached out and pulled her down into his lap. Wrapping his arms around her, he began simultaneously kissing her neck and caressing her breast. 

Kathy lolled her head back and sighed loudly at the attention she was receiving. As his hands gripped her breasts, a low moan escaped her lips and her hips ground into his pelvis. She could feel his hard cock against her buttocks and immediately wanted that cock inside her. She reached back and began fumbling with his belt and pants, breathing heavily as she did so.

Diane was expecting this to happen and was watching 

intently from the bedroom door. She was completely naked and had her hand clamped between her thighs with her thumb resting on her clit. Her other hand was tracing lazy circles on her belly as her breathing became more forced. 

She watched as Kathy slid off Tim's lap and, turning around, pulled his pants off, exposing his rock hard cock for both of them to see. As Kathy took the cock head into her mouth, Diane inserted two fingers into her own mouth. Kathy sucked his cock for only a few minutes, and then she climbed onto the couch facing Tim with her pussy poised above his stiff rod.

As Tim's lips found her nipple, Kathy lowered herself onto his hot cock. She groaned audibly as she impaled herself on his wonderful tool. As she did so, Diane leaned heavily into the doorframe, spread her legs slightly, and inserted two fingers deep into her dripping pussy. Tim's eyes popped open at the sound of Diane's moan. Kathy had taken his cock inside her and, as he turned his head, he could see Diane in the doorway. The sight of this beautiful naked woman masturbating was almost more than he could bear. 

He renewed his attack on Kathy's body, biting her nipple lightly and squeezing her buttock with his hands. This surge, along with the intense feelings being generated in her pussy, pushed Kathy over the edge and she wailed out her delight, sinking her nails into his shoulders. A few seconds later, she slumped against him as her orgasm abated. Tim was still hard, she realized, and hadn't cum yet because she was in such a rush. She held him tightly, then turned her head to peek over her shoulder at Diane. 

"Timmy, Diane needs you." 

She whispered as she knelt up to slide off his cock with a groan. She walked gingerly across the room and took Diane by the hand. 

"Come on, Di, he's waiting for you." 

She whispered and tugged lightly on Diane's free hand.

Diane slowly removed her hand from her pussy and began to walk forward, eyes glazed over with lust, leaning heavily on Kathy. When she reached Tim, she spread her legs and mounted him in the same manner that Kathy had done earlier. She immediately sank down over his hard cock and moaned loudly. As soon as Tim accepted Diane into his arms and onto his cock, Kathy lay down on the floor on her back to watch the show. Now the roles were reversed and she was the heated spectator. 

Diane's voice echoed in the room as the breadth of his cock replaced her fingers in her pussy.

"Oh my God, Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."

Tim grabbed her waist in his hands and began moving her up and down on his cock, partly to add to her pleasure but also to increase his own pleasure. At each stroke, Diane moaned, causing Kathy to echo the moan with her own cries. Tim was high on the love sounds being made by the two women and his cock was near bursting. In less than two dozen strokes he filled Diane's pussy with his hot cum.

Diane exploded as Tim's liquid filled her churning pussy. She stiffened and screamed, clamping her fingernails deep into his shoulders. Kathy was furiously fucking herself with three of her own fingers and, as Diane's screams filled the air, Kathy joined her. The screams of ecstasy coming from both women were overwhelming and Tim unloaded every drop of cum before collapsing into Diane's chest, his lungs bursting for air. His hands were caressing her back and his lips were caressing her heaving breasts as they clamed down. 

Kathy was curled up in the fetal position, fingers still inside her pussy, hands clamped tightly between her thighs and a look of pure joy on her face. When Diane finally dismounted and sat on the couch, Tim slid them both to the floor and held them tenderly in a three-way embrace. At his touch, Kathy unwound her position and embraced them full length, kissing Tim on the mouth with a caressing tongue.

"My darling, you are so wonderful." She whispered to him.

When she closed her eyes again, Tim volunteered that he had seen enough of their fashion show for this evening. All three of them laughed. A short while later, the group stirred. They separately showered and the girls began storing their things in the closets while Tim prepared a simple dinner. When dinner was over, the discussion turned to the apartments the girls were leasing. Tim asked if they indeed had written leases and they answered in the affirmative. The leases were stored in their respective apartments, however, so they couldn't accurately tell him what the restrictions were. 

Since Tim had a full day scheduled for tomorrow and the girls were going back to work, he suggested that the documents should be retrieved tonight.

Stating that she couldn't bear to even look at that apartment one more time, Kathy begged to be allowed to stay home. Tim and Diane agreed. Kathy gave Tim the keys to her old apartment and in a few minutes, he and Diane were off. Before they got into his car, Diane hugged him close and kissed him.

"Thank you for everything. This is a day that I will never forget."

"I'm sure that none of us will ever forget this day, Diane."

Remembering that Kathy's electricity would probably be off, Tim grabbed a flashlight from his workbench and threw it in the car. When they arrived at the building, all of the windows were lighted except the one's to Kathy's place, as he suspected. With the flashlight in one hand and Diane in the other, he entered the building. They decided to go to Kathy's place first and Tim opened the door. Snapping on the flashlight, Tim carefully picked his way across the living room to the bedroom with Diane tightly holding his hand. When they found the small tin box on the bookshelf, Tim opened it to make sure the lease was in fact there.

"Got it." He said and snapped the box shut. "Now lets go up to your apartment."

Following the flashlight beam again, the pair carefully made their way out of the apartment and locked the door behind them. Diane led the way to the stairwell and up one level to her old apartment. Once inside, she went to almost the same place to retrieve her little tin box and returned to the living room.

"Here's mine." She said, handing him the box. Tim placed the box on the table next to Kathy's and moved to encircle Diane in his arms. He kissed her lightly, just brushing his lips ever so gently over hers and he felt her shudder. He pulled her a little closer and deepened the kiss and she responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her pelvis hard against him. After several long moments, the kiss ended and they stood staring at each other. Breathing heavily, Diane broke the silence.

"Are you ready again?"

"Yes. You two always get me ready."

"Oh, great. We haven't christened this place yet. The bedrooms this way."

Grabbing his hand, she started for the bedroom. Tim quickly hurried behind her.

"How about the doggie-style position?"

"Oh, yes, that's practically my favorite. Hurry, Tim, I need you so bad."

In mere seconds, they were naked and Diane jumped onto her bed. She arranged the pillows to suit herself, then leaned her head on a folded pillow with her ass sticking straight up in the air. She spread her legs, showing him her dipping pussy and wiggled her ass playfully.

"Oh, hurry, Timmy, I'm so wet and ready."

Tim climbed onto the bed and moved up behind her on his knees. Physically, they were a perfect match for this position. He moved close and allowed the tip of his cock to graze the inside of her thigh and the edge of her pussy lips. He caressed her buttocks with his hands eliciting a low moan from Diane.

"Oh, don't tease me, Tim, just fuck me. I want you now."

Tim clamped her buttocks in his hands and inched forward. The tip of his cock was at the entrance to her pussy. She could feel the heat of him and moaned loudly. With a slight adjustment of his position, he was ready to enter her. Then he pushed his hips forward and his cock slid easily into her wet, hot pussy. Tim pushed firmly until he was imbedded completely inside her. He immediately began pulling himself back out. At the same time, his hands were moving her hips in the opposite direction of his movements.

He maintained a steady rhythm, in and out, pulling her back onto his rigid cock as he thrust forward into her. Diane grunted and gasped at each entry.

"Uggghhh. Yes, Fuck, Ohhhh, yes."

The sounds she made became less intelligible as the speed of his thrusts increased. Suddenly, Diane couldn't wait any longer.

"Now, Tim, fill me now." She screamed, shoving her hips back into him with brutal force.

Tim grabbed her waist in a viselike grip and began pounding his cock into her pussy. He too was very near climax and the heat of her pussy was almost unbearable. 

Finally, with a loud roar, Tim slammed his cock deep into Diane's hot pussy and filled it with his cum. Diane was a maniac, shaking her head, gyrating her hips, pushing back hard to drive his cock deeper into her. It took all of his strength just to hold on to the wildly vibrating woman. Diane screamed into the pillow and stiffened one last time as she crashed over the edge of orgasm.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHNIIIIIIIIIICKKKKK!"

Tim held them together with all of his strength. It was several long seconds before he relaxed his grip although he didn't move his hands. 

As he fought for breath, he began to caress her back, moving lightly from her neck to her hips and back again. Diane sighed and made a noise like a purring kitten. A few minutes later, Tim's limp cock slipped from her wet pussy and he lay by her side. She stretched and moved to cover him partly with her body. Finally, she raised herself up on one elbow and leaned over him.

"Thank you, Tim, this has been the most wonderful day of my life."

Diane kissed him deeply before he could answer. He wrapped his arms around her and returned her kiss. After a short rest period, they got up and dressed for the ride home. It was nearly midnight when they crept in the back door. Diane kissed Tim once more, then tiptoed to her room. Tim peeked into the living room and found Kathy asleep on the couch with the TV still on. After turning off the TV and all of the lights, he lifted the sleeping girl and started to carry her to the bedroom. Kathy draped her arms loosely around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. He placed her gently on the bed. She tightened her grip on his neck, forcing him to lie on the bed on top of her.

"Thank you, darling." She breathed, "For everything."

"My pleasure, love."

As he lifted himself off her, she rolled onto her side and was instantly asleep again. Tim stood by the side of the bed and grinned from ear to ear. He was the luckiest man in the world, no doubt about it. Even Tinker Bell meowed his approval as he jumped onto the bed and curled up at Kathy's feet.