Pixie
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Chapter 27: Permanence
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 27: Permanence - Melissa is a pixie – small, blonde, busty, hot, and mischievous, especially when it comes to her sex life. She has to be different too – a contrarian. Doug loves the Pixie, and then endures her adventures long into adulthood – many sexual, and including a collection of interesting characters added to their loving polyamorous ‘family’ by both of them. They also enjoy an unexpected windfall. 200,000+ words, posted one chapter per week, full book available inexpensively at Bookapy.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Voyeurism
It took a week before we actually got Katie back to Columbus and living with us. Mel stayed with her to help her pack-up her things and then drive back to Ohio in Katie’s car. I flew home and made arrangements for the children for daycare between my mom and our regular care. I worked short days, but that was fine. I had enough vacation time saved up to take almost six months off.
Carson asked what was happening. It was obvious that something major was happening in my family, especially since Mel had to cancel a few meetings around SPT that week.
Carson knew a little about my lifestyle. He knew we’d lived with Joy back when I first went to work for them, and knew that Katie had been with us more recently. I explained that she’d had a bit of a crisis but was coming back into the family as ‘our’ wife. He just nodded.
Carson then surprised me with a side comment. “For a while, I thought that Mackenzie would take on that role with you two, but I guess things rearranged on that front a while back.” I looked surprised and maybe worried, and that pleased him. He did have his ways of knowing what was going on in all parts of the business and his life.
Mackenzie learned that Mel was away and bringing Katie back home. She knew that I was alone, so with her husband’s blessing she came and spent two nights with me. I explained about Katie’s crisis. She’d been around a lot so the kids thought nothing about having her around in the evening and even staying overnight. Aunt Mackenzie loved them too.
Mac and I made love incessantly as soon as we had our privacy and the kids were asleep. Carson was pretty close in his guess that his step-daughter would have become part of our triad. In a way she was part of the intimate family; Gary too. We talked about that too.
Just before Mel and Katie arrived on their drive from Massachusetts, I took stock of the house. We had ‘assigned’ a guest bedroom as Katie’s quarters when she first came to us as her marriage flew apart. While she slept with us and often used our ensuite bath, she was based in the guest room.
I had the sensitivity to realize that ‘guest room’ situation made her a second-class citizen. She needed to be fully involved with Mel and me, completely based in our bedroom and bath, and not partly based in the guest suite.
There were two levels of effort to fix what I saw as the ‘residence problem’. A short-term fix was that I swapped base locales with Katie. She would be in the master bedroom with Mel and I would be in the guest suite, but sleeping in the bed with the two of them.
A more permanent fix involved some new furniture and some structural changes. We’d need another built-in dresser and closet for Katie’s stuff if and when I moved back into the master suite. I sketched out the floor plan and how we could steal some space from the guest suite to make the changes in the master bedroom. We should have done this when Katie started to stay with us anyway.
When Mel and Katie arrived after their drive, Katie’s car was stuffed to the gunnels with everything she owned. She was committed to us. I was home with the kids about noon on Saturday when their car pulled into the drive. I helped carry load after load of ‘stuff’ to the master suite, hanging up the clothes without regard for order and stacking the boxes and things in an orderly way in the corner of the room.
Mel and Katie eventually came in with their loads of clothes. Mel looked puzzled because ‘my’ closet was where we were putting everything. Also, I’d made it clear that my dresser was empty and ready for Katie to take over.
The two women confronted me. “What’d you do with your stuff?”
“This room is where the adults of this house live. There isn’t room for three of us, but there will be. In the meanwhile, I don’t want anybody to feel like a second-class citizen and end-up being relegated to having their things in the guest room. That’s now my quarters until some construction takes place in here. The ‘wives’ are in here, and the ‘men’ have the guest room for their things.”
Mel said, “What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to push that wall back eight feet. That will add a window to this room and also allow wall space for another closet and a built-in dresser. After those changes, I’ll move back.” I pointed and gestured to indicate the changes that I’d worked out.
“What about the guest room?” Mel pointed in that direction.
“That suite will be eight feet smaller. The closet will be smaller and there’ll only be one window not two. I’d move the entry door a bit too.”
“And the room will still take a king-size bed?”
“It will – barely. I measured it all out. I still need to get an architect to provide some finish plans, but I think my ideas will hold water.”
Katie came and hugged me. “Thank you. I would have been fine without you moving out or making the changes, but I accept in the spirit of love that you’re providing.” We kissed. The kids were watching us like hawks.
We finished emptying Katie’s car, and then we drove over to the nearest Chuck E. Cheese to have lunch. The kids cheered as they saw where we were going. This was always a treat for them. I was sure the kids would be on a sugar-high the rest of the day by the time we left.
Mel and Katie spent the day together arranging dresser drawers and closet space. The two women divided things up into three categories: yours, mine, and ours. Katie and Mel could not swap clothing for the most part; Mel was so much smaller in most dimensions except for her tits.
The ‘ours’ section contained items like shawls, capes, purses, and other items that were size independent and that Mel wanted to share with Katie. The move further cemented Katie into our midst.
Monday, I saw Glen Ryman, one of the architects that SPT used. I showed him my before and after sketches and measurements. We made an appointment for him to come out and see the whole house and then produce the plans and specs for the change.
Glen had things wrapped up by the end of the week. He agreed that the construction crew run by Bill Foreman would be perfect for the job, especially since they knew how to work in existing living space and keep dust and dirt from being a problem. That ability was their competitive edge. I booked Bill in for the one-week project starting the end of the month. We’d get his ‘premium’ crew. Afterall, I did route a lot of business his way.
Day one the construction involved installing a faux wall and sealing off the master bedroom to shut off the living space from the construction side of things. Additionally everything from the guest room was moved to other space. I relocated all of my things to piles in the kids’ room and even a clothes bar in the basement. In the afternoon that day, the crew demolished the wall between the two rooms. Their electrician came in to contend with the electrical outlets. Fortunately, there was no plumbing involved. Some reducting of one HVAC line was needed.
By day three, the new wall had been framed in with electric roughed in. The wallboard went up on day four and got taped and edged. Friday, the finish molding was installed. The place just needed painting. A crew showed up on Saturday to take care of that.
Monday, an outfit named California Closets came out to talk to us about customizing the closet and built-in dressed to our exact wishes. Katie had major input to that discussion. The woman that showed up made some great sketches of what the final installation would be like.
We lived in our make-do house for another three weeks until the closet and dresser pre-fab work was ready to install. By Wednesday of that week, the bulk of the work had been done.
Bill Foreman and I took down the dust barrier, and he helped move the furniture back into position in both rooms. Mel and Katie made both rooms and the hallway spotless and dust free. We were done.
I moved from the kids room back into the master bedroom. We were a permanent threesome.
With Katie now living with us, my ‘wives’ had started spending a lot of their time on their ‘Decorator-Designer Software’. Mel was still working on SPT unit overhauls and even the landscaping and overhaul of some building exteriors. She also had a slew of private clients that mostly found her by words of mouth.
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