Chapter 32

The girls cleaned up and headed off to clean up the lab. The mannequin was half sprawled out hanging off the chair, its perpetual erection still holding an attraction for the girls. Cindy bent to pick up their clothes. Theresa hauled the mannequin back up into the chair. It didn’t want to bend, but would lean against the back.

“Let’s hang it up by the others.” Theresa said.

The other mannequins hung in a row from a beam by their head cables. There was getting to be quite a collection of them. John had made a second Cindy and an earlier Theresa. The girls each had a pair of twins hanging before them. Not quite twins as one of each was a slightly younger representation of them. The difference between them was incredible. The older models had larger breasts, wider hips and an overall firmer muscle tone. Looking at the difference made the girls feel proud of their bodies.

As a partial attempt to make them less of a distraction, John had spun clothes on each of them. Trying out different styles. The elder Cindy wore a duplicate of the first outfit that John had made for Theresa along with a short black skirt.

The girls jointly strung John at the end of the row, next to the elder Cindy.

On a whim, Cindy moved the fabric on her own double aside and “connected” them.

“You do make a fine looking couple.” Theresa mused, looking at the mannequins.

“Yeah. I guess we do. Kind of looks a little out of place though with John not having any clothing on. Kind of looks like ‘I’ discovered him undressed and decided to rape him.” Cindy said.

“So ... let’s make him some clothes.” Theresa suggested.

“Why not. Let’s.” Cindy replied.

The girls spent most of the rest of the day working with different designs on the computer. They settled on a fairly traditional tuxedo style. Except much better fitting than one off the rack.

It was with some reluctance they separated the two mannequins to restring John into the frame. They each got a little worked up when they set about applying the thin tissue and oiling it. Finally they got the body covered and started the spinning process.

“Think I’ll take a swim and then study some.” Theresa said.

“Think I’ll go check what John wants for lunch. How about you? Want me to bring you some?” Cindy asked.

“I am a little hungry. Give me a call when it’s ready and I’ll come get it.” Theresa replied.

“Nonsense. If I can’t wait on my lover, then I quit. I’ll bring it to you.” Cindy said.

“I know, you just want to see more of my nude body.” Theresa chuckled.

“Guilty.” Cindy replied, tweaking a bun cheek.

Theresa lifted her and Cindy’s tops and moved to merge their bare breasts together. She kissed her friend softly and hugged her.

“God I love you ... You are more than welcome to look at any part of me, any time you want.” She said softly.

“Ditto, babe.” Cindy said, “I’ll look forward to it in about half an hour.”

Cindy kissed her softly and then pulled reluctantly away. She smiled back at Theresa as she left.

Theresa checked on the progress of the weaving and then - as if compelled- she moved to the hanging elder Cindy. She lifted the skirt and sort of examined the pubic area. Feeling herself flush with excitement, she returned the fabric over the area and smoothed the skirt.

“I really do love you.” she said quietly, looking up at the mannequin.

She reluctantly left for the pool.

Cindy found John in the Com room. She came up behind him and rubbed his neck and shoulders.

“What ya doing?” She asked.

“Oh, finishing up on the patent papers ... that feels good. This legal shit always makes me tense.” He said, leaning back into Cindy’s hands.

“Anyway I can help?” Cindy asked, playfully.

“Just keep doing what you’re doing.” John replied with his eyes closed.

Cindy looked down on her man as she rubbed his shoulders. His hair was getting a little thin on top and just a touch gray at the temples. His body was firm from hard work on the garden and silo. She watched as he responded to her touch. A slight bulge growing in his pants. She leaned down and gave him an upside down kiss. The top of her tongue sliding over his. Quite pleasant. She thought. She also noticed the effect was not lost on John. The bulge had gotten a lot bigger. She kissed him on the neck and moved around him.

“I know just the thing for tenseness.” she said, sinking to her knees between his legs.

John continued to lay back with his eyes closed as she unfastened his trousers.

As Cindy turned her attention to his manhood, she was thinking how much nicer the real one was.

Theresa stripped off her clothes and dove in. It was sunny outside and the tracking mirror projected a lovely rainbow across the pool area wall. She swam on her back, several times across the pool admiring it. Thinking what a nice job John had done on the place. Lot’s of little nice touches everywhere you looked. Like the tracking mirror which brought daylight into the silo. On several of the floors he had mounted prism’s which cast rainbows of color across the walls whenever the sun was out.

She swam to the edge of the pool and grabbed a remote control which she used to turn on some music. Then she turned about and swam several hard laps. Finally grabbing a floating chair and climbing into it. She lay back listening to the music and watching the rainbow.

“Not such a bad place to live.” she thought to herself.

Cindy snuggled in John’s lap. She too watched a rainbow pattern creep across a wall. She sighed contentedly.

“So what do you want for lunch?” she asked.

“Hmm ... How about this breast ... and these lips ... followed by roast beef sandwiches and then maybe a taste of this...” John said.

Cindy giggled a bit and then moaned slightly over where John’s fingers were ... again. Where his manhood had been a short time before. She quivered a bit as she reluctantly pulled herself out of his lap and found her shorts.

“Roast beef it is.” She said, bending back to kiss him.

His slick fingers found a nipple and tweaked it. He noticed the glistening moisture and moved to lick it off.

“Now stop that!” Cindy giggled, not pulling away. “Or it will be dinner by the time I get lunch ready.”

John chuckled and kissed her once more before turning her around and lightly patting her cute rear end towards the kitchen. She snagged her blouse and pulled it on as she walked away. John looked after her admiring the way the terry shorts hugged her buns. Then he turned back to his legal papers, feeling much less tense.

A little while later Cindy sat a plate and a cup of coffee next to him. She kissed him on the cheek and left. John muttering his thanks without looking up from his papers.

Cindy carried a tray down to the pool. Her own lunch as well as Theresa’s upon it. She set it down on the table and looked admiring at the nude blonde reclined in the floating chair. Thinking how much more beautiful Theresa got everyday. Her breasts up firm and high on her chest. Her stomach muscles firm and flat above the trim little patch of golden pubic hair. Despite her session with John just a short time before she felt herself flush with desire.

“Hey, cutie. Come eat.” She called.

Theresa looked up at her friend and then slid out of the chair and swam strongly towards the ladder.

Cindy watched her firm backside sliding through the water. She held a towel out for her friend as she climbed out. Wrapping it around her, she pulled her into a quick kiss. Theresa held it a bit longer, then moved to the table. Looking back Cindy was still standing by the pools edge, looking after her.

“What?” Theresa asked.

Cindy seemed to come to her senses and moved to the table.

“Oh ... nothing. I was just admiring your lovely body.” She chuckled.

“I knew it. Just as I predicted.” Theresa chuckled, “Any particular spot?”

“Not really. The whole damn thing is nigh on perfect. I don’t know if you realize just how gorgeous you really are.” Cindy said, sitting down and reaching for a sandwich.

Theresa stopped her sandwich halfway to her mouth. Looking a little surprised at her friend.

“No ... But I know how gorgeous you are.” She said softly.

“Come on. Let’s eat. My pretty. Or we won’t get anything else done today but each other ... and John.” Cindy chuckled.

“Thought it was a long half hour.” Theresa chuckled, sipping a soda.

“Oh ... he just sort of seemed tense ... so I cured it.” Cindy mused.

Theresa chuckled. Then said: “Tell me about it.”

“What?” Cindy asked.

“Tell me about it. Describe how it happened. Tell me what you did. Tell me how it felt. Everything.” Theresa said.

“Really?” Cindy asked, a bit surprised.

“Really. I want to hear all about it.” Theresa said, seriously.

“Why?” Cindy asked.

“Oh ... I just do.” Theresa replied.

“Okay ... Well ... I went into the Com room and John was sitting with his back to me... “ Cindy began.

As they ate Cindy told her all about it. Theresa asked leading questions until Cindy was filling in all the details. Describing exactly what things felt like and what she did.