Chapter 24

“I love you too, Jamie.” We kissed and cuddled, Kiersten sitting and watching us, caressing her beautiful breasts.

“Thank you, Dad. You were just as gentle with that as with all the rest of it.”

“I never want to hurt you.”

“And I never want to stop being your lover, Dad, but I’m okay with sharing you, sometimes.”

“That is so cool,” Kiersten muttered.

“I think I want to be in the bathroom alone for a couple minutes before you come for your shower. Maybe you can entertain her,” Jamie said, kissing me, and gesturing to her friend who was now on her back, luxuriously masturbating.

I moved over to Kiersten and kissed her one fat nipple. Then I pulled her hand from her pussy and licked her fingers clean. “I’m glad we’ve talked. I’m glad we’ve made love.”

She watched me. “Bill, I don’t know if you understand how much this all means to me. You know my family. My parents are really straight-laced and kind of cold. I know they love me, but they’re really bad at showing it, even to each other. Every time I came to your house as a kid, I saw love like I had never seen before. I felt it, even as a little girl. I felt included.”

“I’m glad to hear you say that.”

Kiersten had just bathed my tongue and fingers with her nectar when Jamie said from the doorway, “If we cooperate, we can all fit in the shower. That is, if you two are finished for now. Last one in the shower is a rotten egg.”

It was a tight squeeze, but fun. We helped each other bathe, and by the time we were done, parts of me were very clean. I slept well that night sandwiched between two beautiful young women.

Breakfast was interesting, since the girls insisted on serving it to me in bed. Dessert was enjoyable for all of us.

Everyone was dressed and on their good behavior when Melody arrived with her bag and her air mattress. The girls chatted excitedly about the evening’s upcoming events. Kiersten followed Melody out to her car, but not before sneaking a short but intense kiss with me. “It’s going to be tough tonight, sleeping here and knowing that you’re upstairs alone in that big bed,” she murmured, giving my cock a final caress through my clothes.

Jamie got to work cleaning the house to prepare for the party, and I ran my errands. When I got home, Jamie helped me put my purchases away, and then pulled herself to me for a kiss. “I heard what Kiersten said to you, Dad. I think she had fun with us. She’s right. Knowing you’re alone upstairs will be rough on me, too.”

“Just stay on your good behavior and keep your mouth shut,” I said.

“I don’t have to do either of those things now,” she whispered, fumbling with my belt as our tongues met.

We were gentle and took our time with each other, experimenting with new positions and ones we already loved. She insisted on having me finish in her mouth, coaxing me to a shuddering orgasm, as intense as the ones she enjoyed.

Jamie looked stunning at commencement, and made me very proud, earning several awards and small scholarships. I caught up to her after the ceremony, and we gathered her friends from their families and drove home.

The girls set up the living room for the night, and then went upstairs to change clothes while I prepared the snacks we had discussed. Soon, the giggling trio reappeared in the living room dressed for bed. All wore t-shirt or jerseys, and simple cotton panties. Melody’s shirt was the shortest. Even when she was standing, I could see her little camel-toe through her pink panties. I caught both Jamie and Kiersten checking my lap when they saw me trying not to look at her too closely.

“Time to start the celebration, Dad,” my daughter said. She went in the kitchen and soon returned with a bottle of champagne and four flutes. “Open it.”

It had been a long time since I popped a champagne bottle open, but I managed it, with only a little foam frothing from the mouth of the bottle. Melody started to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Jamie asked.

“Nothing,” Melody giggled.

“Bullshit. Look at Bill” She pointed at me, sitting cross-legged on the living room floor, the bottle between my legs, the neck sticking up from my lap, oozing white froth. “If you had a dirty mind, you’d know what she’s giggling about.”