Had to post a day early this week.
This week with Arlene and Jeff:
...When Charlotte and Ada reached the kitchen, they saw Jeff, Arlene and Kayla at the intersection of the hallways as they returned from their run. Jeff and his wives waved at the two women before continuing on to the Matthews' suite.
Inside the kitchen, Charlotte mentioned seeing the others. "They seem to have running outfits on. Surely they weren't out running in weather this cold, were they?"
Diana glanced up at the outside temperature displayed above the cabinets at the end of the kitchen, and shrugged. "Oh, they've run in colder weather than this. Besides, Security keeps the road plowed out to the bottom of the mountain, and they're all wearing shoes that will grip on ice. Jeff always runs at least twenty miles, and the others usually go five or more."
"Twenty miles?" Ada broke in to say. "My goodness, how long has he been out there?"
Diana grinned back at her. "Oh, he dawdles along with the others until they're tired, then he takes off for the rest of the run. It doesn't take him nearly as long as you might expect, but he certainly goes through a lot of running shoes very quickly. He, Arlene and Kayla have gone to get a shower now, and will be ready for breakfast by the time it's ready for them, unless… one of my sister-wives decides to get a little extra," she finished with a grin.
"And you don't care?" Charlotte blurted before she thought to stop herself.
"Care about what?" Diana responded, looking puzzled.
Worrying about making Diana mad, Charlotte hesitated, not knowing what to say and wishing she had kept her mouth shut. Diana was staring at her. "Uh, I mean, uh, you implied that they would… make love, and well, you're in here," she finished lamely. "I mean, I know he made love to Helen last night, but that was special. She had been gone for a while… Well, sort of… Oh, you know what I mean."
Diana burst out laughing. "He's married to them. He doesn't need my permission, or some special reason to make love to his wives." She hesitated for a second before continuing, "Back when there were only a few of us, I tried to get him to screw a good-looking waitress - no strings attached kind of thing. But he just stared at me like I had lost my mind. My jealousy went away shortly after we came up here. My only concern about him making love while we're preparing breakfast, is how strongly he transmits his and their feelings. You saw what happened last night, but it isn't always that way. He denies it, but he has that little grin on his face when he does. I think he can control just how intensely we feel him. He wanted us to feel what Helen did last night, but I suspect he won't do that this morning… or his breakfast will be late, and he knows it," she finished with a sexy little giggle...
Have a goodun;