Chapter 20

I was the first one up Monday morning, quietly did my morning business in the bathroom, then put on underwear and a t-shirt; I have housemates now. It’s still pretty early; so I just grab a glass of juice, check to make sure Irene is still asleep, and try to slide back into bed without disturbing Kelly. I’m just thinking I’ve done it when she rolls over, puts her arms around me, and gives me a kiss.

“I like the minty fresh taste; let me go to the bathroom and freshen up, I’ll be right back,” Kelly tells me. “Don’t go anywhere, we need to decide what we’re doing today.”

I do what I’m told; I’m sure not for the last time. I start to tell her Irene is still asleep when I hear the both of them talking in the bathroom; Kelly comes back and puts on a pair of panties and t-shirt; then starts to slide back in bed with me. She’s almost completely laid back down when Irene enters, also in panties and t-shirt, and slides in bed on the other side of me; both curl up and wrap their arms and legs around me.

“Good morning,” I get from both of them, then Irene giggles and adds, “Surprise! We figured if we just got in bed with you, we could probably get away with it. If we had stopped to ask permission ... Isn’t this nice?”

“Yes, it’s very nice. Thank you for putting on some clothes; that makes it a little easier to accept. I’m not going to be ambushed like this every morning, am I?” I chuckle and ask.

“Not on school mornings, probably,” Kelly snickers at me. “Since this isn’t a school morning, you may be in trouble. Actually; we’d just like some cozy time with you, before we start the day. We’re all working at 5 tonight; Irene and I are only scheduled until 9, so we’ve got plenty of time to prepare for school after work. We’ll probably be in bed tonight before you get back; so what should we do between now and around 4?”

“I’m hungry,” Irene speaks up, “would you make us some breakfast while we get dressed?”, caressing my chest. “Or, we could just stay in bed for a while, see what happens?” she giggles.

“I should call your bluff; but I’m not entirely sure you are bluffing,” I smile at the two of them. “How about I try out the waffle iron, see if it really works.”

That seems to be a good idea. We spend another couple of minutes cuddling under the covers, the girls chatting about some minor changes to the accommodations they’d like to make. They’d like a full-length mirror in their bedroom, they’ll use the dresser mirrors for doing their makeup, which they promise to keep to a minimum. They may need a desk or table setup somewhere dedicated to studying; and they want to see if the portable typewriter we found in the spare room can be make functional, it may only need cleaning and a new ribbon. I don’t have to exactly fight my way out of bed; but they do make it difficult with a lot of kisses and groping. I finally get free, and make them stay in bed while I get dressed; which I do in front of them, just to tease them like they’ve been teasing me.

I get to the kitchen and start making breakfast; we bought pancake mix and it turns out the waffle maker works fine. I cook some sausage, and make a small pot of coffee; which the girls really appreciate when they finally show up, fully dressed. Breakfast is a hit; they may decide to keep me yet. They need to do some running around; get a few more things they forgot from the dorm and Kelly’s sister’s place; they think they’ll be back after lunch sometime. After they leave in Irene’s car, I clean up the kitchen, then go do my exercising; I come back and clean myself up, and then go do some shopping myself. I find a full-length mirror that will work, get a couple table lamps at the second-hand store; and manage to find a ribbon that should work in the typewriter. I get two more thick, terry-cloth robes; and a couple other things that we might need, then head home. We all get back to the apartment at about the same time and get everything put away; I mount the mirror on the closet door, I’m a hero again. If only life was going to be this simple in the future.

It’s almost time for work, the girls head to the bedroom to change and get ready; I put my work clothes on in my bedroom. There’s a little bit of ass-grabbing and caressing as we pass each other, but we manage to keep it mostly under control. We’ll take both cars again, I’ll be getting home hours after they will; I’m ready so I leave, but not before getting a serious kiss and hug from both of them.

I get to work and clock in; because of the holiday and nice weather it’s been busy all day. The girls arrive 10 minutes later, Chris right behind them; soon they are deep in conversation about getting settled in, everyone seems happy. The supper rush lasts a little longer than usual, and we’ve got more business; but by 9 I can tell the rest of the night will be slow. The girls clock out and go home, taking my car; I’ll drive Irene’s car home so it’s the last in the driveway, easy for them to get out in the morning. At 10 Chris stops in the kitchen to talk.

“It sounds like you’ve got them settled in, that was quick,” Chris says. “They are awfully excited about it, and determined to make it work. It’s not really going to affect us, is it?”

“No,” I tell her. “You can come visit any week-day you want; you could stop by after work if you’d just like to chat and cuddle for a while. I’m sure they’ve told you they are going to share me by taking turns sleeping with me; I’m going to try to insist I get Sunday nights alone, so they really concentrate on preparing for the new school week. Kelly’s told me she’s about to start her period, and Irene says hers will starts two week later; I’ll bet both of them will still want spend the night with me then, even if we don’t make love. So, it’s not like I’ll be making love every night.”

“So you should have enough recovery time so I don’t have to worry about breaking you,” she laughs. “I’ve been telling them not to wear you out, to leave some for me; when the opposite is possible. I could have you every afternoon, in theory.”

“You can laugh,” I smile at her, “but I wouldn’t mind you coming by every afternoon, if only for an hour. I can easily see me missing being with you; even if I’m with one of the girls every weeknight.”

“You’re sweet; but I’m not coming over every day. I had a long talk with my husband Sunday, I’ll tell you about it tomorrow afternoon; but we’re going to try to change things to make each other happier. That being said; let’s go to the storeroom, and see if we can put a smile on each other’s face,” she grins at me. I follow her to the back; she’s decided to save the stockings for the days she’s going to spend the afternoon with me; I’m supposed to be patient and wait for tomorrow. We still get in a couple minutes of very nice kissing and caressing, without violating the storeroom rules. A few minutes later we’re back in front, both of us smiling, both of us flushed, both of us happy.

The rest of the night goes incredibly slowly; at 11:45 the manager gives up and locks the door. I’ve had everything cleaned and ready to go for 30 minutes, we’ve just been sitting around talking; it’s a little before midnight when I get home. Kelly went to bed an hour ago, Irene tells me; I find her sitting on the bed, back against the headboard, reading one of her school books. She’s naked except for a very cute babydoll nightie; I lean down and give her a kiss, then go clean up and get ready for bed myself. She says we’re just going to go to sleep; we kiss, caress, and chat a little; me on my back, her curled up beside me.

Soon she rolls over and backs up against me; we’re spooning and supposed to be going to sleep. The problem is; she keeps wiggling that fantastic ass against my groin, with predictable results. Soon it’s obvious that sleep is not just around the corner; especially when she pushes my underwear down to my knees, then reaches down between her legs and places my erection firmly against her slit, slowly moving back and forth along its length. She’s mumbling how good this is; then adjusts the angle and slides me into her. She is very warm and wet; I can feel her stroking her clit in time with my deliberate thrusting. It takes many minutes of slow build-up before we both climax; sometimes orgasm is a crashing wave, other times a slow, over-whelming push.

I get a few coherent words from her. “I love you,” she murmurs; “stay in me as long as you can. Just think; we can do this every other night, if we want...” It only takes a few minutes before I hear and feel her drop off to sleep; she moans deep in her throat when I pull out of her, she nestles back against me and eventually I go to sleep also.

Tuesday morning; their first school day while staying with me. I hear the clock/radio start playing in the girl’s room at 7:30; Kelly’s immediately out of bed and in the bathroom, soon I hear the shower start. Irene is slower to get moving; she moves on top of me for a morning hug and kiss, we chat a couple minutes before she climbs out of bed with a big grin on her face. She puts on a robe and slippers, and heads to the kitchen to get the coffee started, I get up and put on my sweats. Kelly leaves the bathroom also in a robe, towel wrapped around her head; I get a quick hug and kiss; she whispers she’s started her period but still wants to sleep with me tonight, then she goes to her bedroom to get dressed.

Irene passes me on her way to the bathroom; she tells me that for breakfast they’d like me to just put a couple of the leftover waffles in the toaster. It looks to me that the best thing for me to do in the morning is to just stay out of the way, the best I can; so I do. I go to the kitchen and get the waffles ready, lay out some toppings on the table, pour myself some juice, and just sit down and relax. I can hear the girls chattering in their bedroom; 45 minutes later they join me, ready to go. We have a light breakfast, they get their bags of school stuff, and head out the door together.

Chris is going to come by later today but I don’t know when. I read for a while, then head out for my exercise routine; an hour later I get back, shower and clean up. I still have my towel wrapped around me when I hear the kitchen door open and Chris’s voice; I call for her to come in, that I’ll be right there. We end up meeting near the bedroom door; I was going to get dressed, but that’s apparently not required now.

“I’ve been trying to decide if we should play first, and then talk; or talk, then play,” she giggles, “since you’re not dressed, we play.” I get a very passionate kiss from her, then she pushes me into the bedroom and onto the bed. She looks around for a second, standing next to the bed; “The girls told me you moved the furniture around; I’ll let them show me their room later, but this is nice.” She’s dressed in jeans and a blouse which she is rapidly taking off; “I also had this leisurely seduction scene going on in my head before I got here; but right now honey, I just want you in me.” Most of her clothes are landing on the chair, I lay back in the middle of the bed and spread the towel out under me. Chris quickly lays down on top of me for a couple more passionate kisses; she feels me getting erect and starts wiggling on top of me, giggling when I reach down and squeeze her naked ass.

“That’s enough foreplay baby; I’m really ready,” she smiles; then kneels up and straddles me. She reaches down between our bodies to line us up, then eases her pussy down over my cock. “Ahhhh...” she moans, looking into my eyes; “I’ll want some loving from you later honey; but for now, let me do this,” she says as she starts rocking her hips. I caress her for a little bit; when I cup her breasts, she moves her hands to over mine and squeezes firmly, moving even faster. I reach down between us with one hand and get the backs of my fingers rubbing on her clit; she leans over me with her hands on my shoulders and starts grinding down on me hard. It only takes a minute before her orgasm starts; thrashing and moaning and squirting all over us. After a few moments she collapses on top of me, holding me tight; after a couple minutes I hear and feel her giggling. “I really needed that,” she whispers into my ear; “thank you. We’ll do more in a little bit, after I catch my breath; I promise.”

I pull her knees up tight against me, then manage to roll us over, with me now on top. She wraps her arms and legs around me, holding me tight for a bit; then slowly relaxes back onto the bed, eyes closed and smiling dreamily. I slowly pump into her a couple of times; she chuckles and looks at me; “You can do that all you want now; unless you you’d like me to suck on you instead?”

I chuckle a little bit too. “I think that can wait for the next time; you can talk to me now if you want.” I tell her as I very slowly keep thrusting into her.

“If you keep doing that, I won’t be able to talk!” she scolds me, but puts her hands on my hips to keep me moving. I lean down for a kiss; she sucks my tongue into her mouth and starts rocking her pelvis up at me. She breaks off the kiss and pants up at me; “Okay baby, that’s enough recovery time for me; fuck me again, fuck me hard!” I start roughly pounding into her; soon she’s holding her legs up in the air, spread wide; “Yes baby yes; just like that!” I hammer at her for a minute; but soon it’s too much for me and I start spurting, fortunately that triggers her again and she starts bucking against me; almost lifting us both off the bed. She wraps her arms and legs around me again and just hangs on as I finish; I keep going as long as I can before slowing, then collapse on top of her.

It takes a full minute before our breathing returns to normal; and she starts giggling again. “Why is every time so fucking good with you?!” she exclaims. I made love with my husband twice last weekend, and neither time was this fantastic. It was good; but I didn’t lose myself like I do with you.” She gives me a tender kiss, then starts pushing me off her. “Lay down here next to me; lets cuddle, I can talk now.”

I cuddle and caress her; she puts her head on my chest and started talking. She had done what I suggested; Sunday afternoon she put on a mini-skirt and lacey blouse and laid on their couch reading a magazine. When her husband came in the room, she asked him to please rub her feet for a little bit. He sat down and started rubbing; she eventually got him to massage her feet and legs while they talked. It took a while to get the conversation really going; but they covered a lot and it went on for over an hour; the end result was a joint agreement to start all over again, like they were just dating. Neither of them was happy with the way things were going with them, but both thought they could do a better job of getting along, and wanted to try. She went on and on about what they were going to do, new things they were going to try, things they were going to do together; she was venting in a way, but she was really just getting it organized in her mind. They made love on the couch then and it was really nice; Monday, they went to an art show; she really liked it and he suggested she take some art instruction during the week, maybe some art classes at the college. They made love again Monday night; this time they did it in the kitchen and again it was really good; but...

“When we were in bed that night and almost asleep; I found myself thinking about making love with you, and I got really horny again! He was sound asleep; I tossed and turned for a while, then got up and went to the bathroom and got myself off, thinking of you.” By now she was gently playing with my cock; “I don’t think there’s anything wrong with me; but I’m really focused on you right now for some reason. Like now; all I want to do is suck on you, please you and make you happy.” She moved down and took me into her mouth, sucking gently; pretty soon I was erect again and started caressing her head and thrusting a little bit. She got on her belly between my legs and continued sucking and licking me, playing with my balls too. “Can you cum again, honey? I want to taste you this time.” I told her I probably could, she was doing a fantastic job and I was really enjoying it. She went back to work on me, looking up at me from time to time and smiling; “I love doing this for you; stand up beside the bed and let me kneel before you, finish you that way.”