Chapter 6

For the next few weeks, Heather spent most of her time staying with LJ and Torie. She’d spend several days with them and then go home for a couple of days. One evening Torie mentioned to LJ if he’d noticed Heather was spending more time with them than she did at home. When he thought it over, he realized she was right. The next evening, the two of them were together without Heather and Torie asked, “How’d you feel about asking Heather if she’d like to live with us; permanently? She spends most of her time here. More often than not when we make love, she’s with us. She knows if she ever wants you to make love with her, all she needs to do is ask. I can tell she wants to. If she was here all the time, I think she’d feel more comfortable about asking. What do you think?”

“You scare me,” LJ quipped, “I was thinking the same thing. But I was reluctant to bring it up. I was afraid you’d feel I wasn’t satisfied with you being with you. I still think Heather is having problems with sexual stuff.”

“Why?” Torie asked, puzzled.

“Even though she’s usually with us when we make love, I still feel she’s holding back. She wants more but she has all that baggage from when she was raped.” LJ continued, “I’ve tried hard not to push her. She’s the one who comes to us and asked if she can be with us when she knows we are going to make love. But I still only do what we usually do and never try anything new with her.”

“Let’s ask her how she feels about living with us. I know you feel she’s special.”

A couple of days later Hether was having dinner with LJ and Torie. Torie broached the subject. “Heather, I want to make a comment, it’s just an observation; there are no hidden meanings. Okay?” Heather looked puzzled but nodded. “LJ and I have noticed you spend more time here with us than you do at your place.”

“Do you want me stop coming over?” Heather asked tentatively.

“No! That’s what I meant by no hidden meanings. It’s just an observation and the reason I bring it up is this, how’d you feel about living with us?”

Heather looked back and forth at her two friends. “Seriously? You mean like live here all the time?” Both nodded. “I’m shocked. Partly because I never realized how much time I spend here, but now that you mention it, you’re right, I spend a lot of time here. I love being with you guys. I know this sounds strange, but it’s like we’re all a family. The other shocking thing is the two of you would ask me to live with you. Really? Are you serious?”

Torie spoke up, “Yes, we are very serious. I’d be lying if I said sex with you isn’t very special and I look forward to each time we’re together and I know LJ feels the same way. You seem to enjoy being here with us and I’ve noticed a difference in you at work. Since you’ve been with us, you seem happier; more relaxed. Both of us would love to have you living here, and you seem to enjoy being here, please consider living with us.”

Heather looked back and forth at the two of them. “You mean like a family of three?” Both nodded. “I need to think about this. This is quite the surprise.” She looked at her two lovers, obviously deep in thought. “I hope you don’t mind, but I need to go. I need time to process what you’ve just asked.” Heather got up and later the two of them heard the door shut.

“Should I go out and talk to her?” LJ asked,

“No, this is something she has to work out for herself.”

Heather didn’t come back and visit and after a couple of days LJ asked Torie if Heather was coming to work. Torie said she was there, but she’d purposely stayed away from the young woman, allowing her time to think through what they’d discussed.

A couple of weeks passed and late one Friday evening they heard a soft knock at the door. Torie opened it and Heather was standing there dressed in a raincoat. “May I come in?” she asked. Torie stepped back, motioning for her to enter. The front door closed, and Heather stepped to the middle of the living room. She turned to face the couple, unbuttoned her raincoat and let it drop to the floor. For the first time since the three of them had started their play together, she was totally naked outside of the bedroom; she was in the front room without any panties. “I understand this is the way women in this household dress. Since I want to be part of this household, I think I need to dress properly.”

Torie asked, “Does this mean you’ve decided?”

“Yes. If you still want me to live with the two of you, I’d like that.”

LJ asked, “How do feel about me touching you; doing more than we have done before?”

Heather’s voice was soft, “I think I’d like you to be more physical with me. You seem to know exactly how far I can go and then you stop. I feel safe with you.”

“Speaking of safe, how about we have a safe word?” LJ asked.

“What’s that?” A puzzled look on her face.

“You pick a word, something you normally wouldn’t say; especially during sex play. When things get too much, say the word, I’ll stop. However, beware, do not use the word unless you mean it. I’ll stop the moment you say the word; regardless of how difficult it is. Understand?”

Heather looked down at the floor. When she looked up, she had the cutest grin. “I understand. How about we use the word ‘lavender’?”

LJ responded, “That works for me. Please remember, when you use the word, everything stops. Make sure you mean it.”

Heather asked, “Are the two of you going to make love tonight?”

“Would you like that?” Torie asked. Hearther smiled. LJ commented everyone needed to get ready for bed. Shortly all three of them were curled up. LJ was lying on his back with a lady on each shoulder. Shortly he heard soft snoring coming from Heather, soon joined by a soft sound from Torie as well. Lying there, LJ chuckled to himself. He figured because Heather had finally made her decision to live with them, and to move forward with her sexual exploration, she was now exhausted, she needed sleep.

His thoughts moved to Torie, thinking over the past few months and the changes in his life she had brought. His past depression had almost turned him into an alcoholic, but Torie had helped him over that hurdle. He was very grateful for her love and understanding.

And then there was Heather. He was so grateful for what Torie had done in his life and now he felt it was his turn to try and help Heather over her fears of intimate contact with men. Drifting off to sleep, he realized he’d never felt more at peace or happier in his life.

He made a deep sigh and was asleep.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Next morning LJ was making coffee when the two ladies walked in the kitchen wearing his favorite outfits, nothing. Both ladies stepped up to him, hugged him and gave him a big kiss. Heather slipped her arms around LJ’s neck, “Sorry about last night. I haven’t been sleeping well and after our talk and telling you I wanted to accept your invitation, it took a load off my mind; I was finally at peace with myself. I had the best night’s sleep in a long time. I promise to make it up to you tonight.” She kissed LJ again.

Torie spoke up, “We’re talking about going to dinner tonight. Let’s go to a nice place and come home and the three of us make love.” Heather nodded her approval.

“I can think of nothing I’d rather do. I’ll wear a suit, so I expect the two of you to look your best.” LJ informed them.

Hether stepped back and opened her arms, “You mean I can’t wear this outfit?”

“Yes, when we get back from dinner.” The three of them laughed.

On the north edge of town is a place that back in the 50’s would have been called a chop house. It was a throwback to a different time and a different era. Hidden Harbor does no advertising, it’s all by word of mouth and getting reservations is nigh on impossible. The house specializes in grilled steaks and chops, baked potatoes with every possible trimming and a Cesar salad prepared right at your table. There are white tablecloths and a candle on the table, subdued lighting with a piano bar tinkling in the background. The place oozes seduction. The ladies had never been there and LJ knew it would be a hit. Without the ladies knowing, he also made arrangements for a limo to take them to dinner and bring them back.

At the appointed time, a black stretch limo pulled up in front of Torie’s place. The driver opened the back doors, and the two ladies arranged themselves so they each sat on LJ’s side. Hidden Harbor faces west, sitting on a bluff overlooking a large body of water with mountains in the distance.

They were shown to a table for three which looked out over the bay. LJ had carefully timed it so once they were settled in their seats, the sun was starting to set behind the mountains. Tonight, the colors were amazing, a perfect sunset. Both ladies had their hands on LJ’s thighs, and he leaned back in his chair enjoying the sunset as well as the feeling of hands on his thighs. He wondered if it could get any better.

They ordered drinks along with a large Ceasar salad for three, steaks done exactly to their preference. The baked potatoes were smothered with all the fixings along with a few spears of asparagus on the side. The meal was as perfect as the sunset. As the water cleared the table, he asked if they’d like to have any dessert. Torie grinned at the waiter and quipped, “We have our dessert with us, thank you,” The waiter blushed and quickly abandoned the table.