Chapter 9: A Family Consummated

I greeted the dawn with a new sense of satisfaction and purpose. Beside me, still sleeping, was Celle, a small smile still upon her lips.

When I had returned the previous day, we all sat down at the kitchen table and consumed our mid-day meal. At the conclusion, I said to all three of my wives, “I love all of you, and now that everything about me is out in the open, we need to set some procedures in place that will meet everyone’s expectations. Any questions, my wives?”

Kata, of course, was the first to speak. “Donta, when are you going to make love to us?”

I laughed while Kata’s face turned a bright crimson, embarrassed at blurting out what was obviously on everyone’s mind.

Looking at each of my wives, I said, “Eventually, I would like all of us to sleep in the same bed. However, our current bed is too small for us all to rest comfortably. I will build a new bed, but in the meantime, I would like to spend my first night with each of you alone, by ourselves. I think that for the first time we make love, it should be as a couple.”

I paused for a moment so that each of the women could absorb what I had said.

After a few moments, no one had said anything. I continued, “Now the question is who is going to be first?”

The women looked at each other for a few moments, then Rocha said, “Donta, when we talked, you said that we couldn’t make love because of my wound. It still hurts, and I don’t want my first time being with you to be painful. I think you should sleep with Celle and Kata until my shoulder is healed.”

Celle and Kata looked at each other, neither saying a word.

“Celle, Kata, what do you think?” I asked.

Again, both looked at each other before Celle spoke up. “I love you so much, but I think that you should go with Kata first. I am used to being a slave and know how to wait.”

Kata’s character came shining through when she responded, “NO! Celle should go first. She is older and loves you just as much as I do.”

After some more discussion, it was agreed that Celle would spend the night with me in the bed, and Rocha and Kata would make pallets on the floor in the kitchen and sleep there.

When I had constructed the house, I had dug a saw pit for cutting lumber to size. This was necessary to produce the many heavy cross beams and rafters to support the roof. I had also saved the slab sides of the logs when I had cut the large beams. This wood had been stacked in the barn in such a way that air could circulate between the layers and cure.

I decided that my wives would not sleep on pallets any longer than necessary. After we had finished our discussion, I went to the barn and began selecting and cutting the timber to size required for the huge bed.

I spent the afternoon trimming and removing the bark from the slab sides. I next cut the pieces to size. When Celle called me for dinner, I had just finished with the last piece. Tomorrow, I should be able to finish the frame.

There was tension in the air as we ate dinner. Both Celle and Kata were having a hard time sitting still. It was a good tension. Every once in a while, Rocha would glance at either Celle or Kata and give them a knowing smile and then produce a soft laugh. At which they, in turn, would show their embarrassment and discomfort.

After the ladies had cleaned up after our meal, they joined me on the couch. I pulled Rocha onto my lap, and the other two snuggled up to me, one on each side.

We spent the rest of the evening talking. They asked about my life as George and how it was to live in that world. I asked each of them to tell me about their lives. The simple act of talking to each other brought us all closer to one another. It became apparent that we would be a close family, one that truly loved one another.

Eventually, it was decided that we needed to go to sleep for the night. Kata and Celle constructed two pallets from the bedding we had used on our trip. When finished, Celle and I retired to the bedroom.

When we reached the bedroom and closed the door, I said to Celle, “Let me undress you, my lovely wife.”

Celle blushed but came forward to stand in front of me, beside the bed. I brought her close to me and kissed her soft lips and began unbuttoning the front of her shirt.

I then untied the bow on the drawstring that held up her skirt.

Celle, naked except for her undergarment, was magnificent. There was not an ounce of fat on her anywhere. I removed them and she snuggled up close and we kissed.

It was now Celle’s turn to undress me. Eagerly, she quickly removed my shirt and trousers. I stood naked to her eyes. Celle reached out and softly grasped my penis and said, “Donta, I have wanted this for so long. Please make love to me.”