Castle in the Sand
Copyright© 1997
Chapter 31
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 31 - A divorced and down on his luck man buys a lottery ticket that wins big. He buys an abandoned missile silo to make it his home and builds a harem
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual NonConsensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction
John sat drinking coffee, reading a print out.
He hadn’t viewed what the girls were doing for some reason. He sensed he didn’t really want to know. Besides, the tape was running, making an accurate record he could watch in the future should the urge strike him, it hadn’t yet.
Lately his surveillance had started to nag at him. He changed the tapes mainly out of habit. Heaven knows he certainly had much more than enough material for any sexual stimulation he was ever likely to use them for. But that wasn’t really why he did it.
On the tapes was a history. It was a record of two women growing up. Their social interactions between themselves, and he. Part of him he hadn’t really acknowledged looked forward to viewing the tapes with Cindy when he got old... er.
Perhaps the nagging feeling was a surfacing of his ethics. He didn’t examine his motivations too closely. Life was good. Not a likely time for soul searching.
He looked up and smiled at his two lovelies when they entered the kitchen. He could tell that something important had transpired. They were somehow different ... more ... content with themselves about something.
Cindy smiled at him and moved to sit in his lap. She snuggled to him.
Theresa passed by on the way to the coffee, running her fingers through his hair as she walked by. “So ... Did you keep it warm for us?” She asked.
“In the oven. Have a nice time?” John asked, he kissed Cindy softly on the cheek.
“Mmm ... Very nice.” Cindy said, snuggling to him.
“Yes, quite nice.” Theresa added, “Thank you for being such a dear.”
“You asked me to keep it warm. Not too tough to put it into the oven.” John said, lightly.
“I know ... but. Well thank you, just the same...” Theresa said.
She moved the hot plates to the table, placing one in front of Cindy.
“You’re both quite welcome...” John said, snagging a piece of bacon from Cindy’s plate.
He took a bite and then fed the rest to Cindy. Once food hit her mouth she kissed him lightly and moved to another chair.
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