Chapter 10

George and Marina helped Georgina clear out her flat. Most of what she kept were pieces of inexpensive jewellery that she liked; her photograph albums; and mementos of Amelia’s childhood. George declared that it would be easy to copy the photos on to a digital file and keep them on a memorystick, as well as being available on her phone. They decided to deal with that on George’s computer at home. Georgina asked, “George, can we eliminate my late husband from some of the photos, when we put them in your computer?” When he assured her this was perfectly possible, she simply said, “Good: let’s do that.” There were a few kitchen utensils that she thought Amelia might make use of, and some new towels she had recently purchased. These were packed for going.

Georgina handed over her furniture to a local charitable group, for distribution to those in need, as it would take too long to sell it. A few pieces were handed over to neighbours who had said they liked them. The flat was put on the market with a local estate agent as she left, with instructions for the proceeds to be sent to the Bank of Rehome for her.

They next had to book flights from the nearest airport. George paid for these, as through tickets home. This meant three connecting flights and another taxi ride to get to George and Marina’s home, so by the time they arrived they were all exhausted with the travelling. By the time they had dumped their baggage in the hallway and locked up behind them, it was all they could do to get undressed and crash in the double bed of the master bedroom, cuddled together under the duvet. Sex was the last thing on their minds. Sleep was the first.

In the morning, they expected to waken to daylight. Rather, when they awoke, it was actually 10 PM at night. All the travelling and different time zones had knocked their body clocks out. Once they had found out what time it was, they decided to get up for a quick snack, then return for a leisurely time of loving.

Inviting Georgina, George described it as a “welcome to our home fuck”, much to Marina’s disgust. “That is SO common, George, even if it is true.”

So George turned to Georgina, and said, “Welcome to our home, dear lady. May I have the pleasure of your delectable body, while my uptight wife rates our performance?”

Georgina responded, “Thank you, kind sir. It is nice of you to ask. Please avail yourself of the second hand goods on offer.” At that, George said, “Second-hand, perhaps, but still in first-class working order!”

They both laughed, and Marina joined in, calling out, “Right, you two. Ready, steady, GO!”

The day was a whirl of activity, putting the house on the market, resigning from various positions and memberships; informing Marina’s social circle that she was leaving for another planet; selecting what of their personal possessions should go with them to Rehome. A phone call to Rehome established that selected furniture could be carried to Rehome without excessive charges,. So Marina chose her and the girls’ favourite items; She phoned her son John, informing him that the rest was his responsibility to dispose of as he saw fit. She also told him to supervise the selling of the house, so that she and George got the best price. She promised him ten per cent of the price he sold it for, as a commission. It would give him a stake for a better house than the one he currently owned through a mortgage.

“The reason it is only a commission, John, is that we have to buy a new house on Rehome. John, my boy, I also have a surprise for you. Daddy and I are getting married on Rehome, to another lady. Her name is Georgina. We shall be a threesome in future. It might shock you, but we are happy with the arrangement. She is a little younger than ourselves, but has a grown-up married daughter here on Rehome, so it is not a bimbo we are bemused with. She is a nice woman who was lonely and sad; but she fits in with me, and will help me to keep Daddy happy. Oh, and another thing:

I am sure you got an invite to your sisters’ wedding, but you did not come. I hope that will not prevent you from congratulating them, particularly when they have their babies – they are all expecting, John. Their husband is a much nicer man than I expected: well educated, and now in a responsible position running a business here on Rehome. Your sisters will be well looked after, and Daddy and I will be near at hand for them, as and when we are wanted.”

“Momma, I just don’t know what to say. I didn’t go, for I was shocked at the situation: I couldn’t get my head round it. My baby sisters, two of them still at school, all marrying the one man! I am slowly getting used to it, now that they are married. And pregnant, too!

I wish you well on your move to Rehome. It is good that you will be around for Annabel, Tracy, and Dinah, but Tracy and Dinah still ought to be in school, not getting married and starting a family.”

“John, that is one of the good things to tell you about their husband, Trevor Defreitas. He is insisting that these two continue to attend school on Rehome, and get their education. They will just be married women attending school. Schools are prepared for all sorts of situations, these days. Now, you will promise me to deal with the house sale, won’t you?”

“Yes, Momma. As for my sisters, okay. If you give me their phone numbers on Rehome, I’ll give them a ring.”

“John, the numbers are the same as before. You click on that, and it will go through some mysterious place - what they call subspace - and they will answer on Rehome. It is an amazing ability, to phone between planets. So, use that facility and let them know you are supporting them, there’s a good boy. They will be glad to know that you are thinking of them, as their big brother. They were sad you didn’t get to the wedding. Remember as well that you have a new brother-in-law, named Trevor Defreitas, and a new sister-in-law, named Amelia.”

“Very well, Momma. Bye for now.”

Back on Rehome, Trevor and his brides were enjoying their week off from normal life. Their plans included redecorating the bedrooms to suit individual tastes, but Trevor did not get to choose the master bedroom décor. All the girls wanted a say, as they would be sharing it frequently, so he surrendered. The final decision was to go with simple pastel shades for each wall of the master bedroom, allowing Trevor to have a say on choosing the shades. The carpets had been selected, but only laid temporarily, not fixed, so the first task for each room to be decorated was to lift the carpet, roll it and lay the roll in the hallway. It took all of them to carry each roll.

Everyone mucked in to paint one bedroom with its first coat, then they moved to the next bedroom for its first coat, and so on until the first bedroom was ready for its second coat, and so on. They found it quite calming and fast, using rollers and paint pads. As they were all wearing overalls for the task, Trevor decided he could lay his hands on the breasts of whoever was nearest, no matter how much paint was on his hands. Soon, each of the girls had handprints on the bibs of their overalls, and quite proudly displayed them to each other.

The next day, Trevor and Amelia had a day out, touring the city wherever took their fancy, while the others continued with the decoration. Once the paint was dry, the next task was window curtains selected to go with the room’s colour scheme. The curtains had been purchased before the first paint went on, so it was a simple matter of installing the curtain rail, open up the curtains and insert the curtain hooks, then hang them. It was quite a cooperative effort, and the sisters all enjoyed the company, taking every opportunity to break for a coffee or cup of tea.

That evening, Trevor and Amelia spent much of the time kissing and cuddling, or Trevor was running his hands over her body. Dinah made some comment about “some people don’t seem to see the need for privacy,” at which point Trevor said masterfully, “Dinah, strip.” She glared at him, “What for? I haven’t done anything wrong.”

He replied, “Quite right. This is different. You made a comment about the need for privacy, and I want to make clear the point that we are a married family group. We neither need privacy among ourselves, nor should we be concerned about the others seeing us kissing, cuddling, or fucking. So strip, my young wife, let us all see you naked, and come here to be kissed.”

Dinah suddenly blushed, but immediately stripped all her clothes off. She said to Amelia, “Don’t I have a great body, Amelia?” and walked to Trevor to be kissed. He wrapped his arms round her, kissed her soundly, running his hands over her teenage form. “Now, that is a very nice body, indeed, and I shall look forward to fucking you, my girl, later this week. However, this is Amelia’s appointed day for my attention, so get used to it, Dinah.”

He turned Dinah around, to face away from him; patted her lovely naked bottom, and gently pushed her away. He put his arm back round Amelia. “Where were we Amelia, before our junior wife Dinah interrupted us? Ah, yes,” He turned her face, and gave her a passionate kiss. He then broke away, to say,

“Amelia, darling. I have to take this point a step further. Do you mind if I undress us both, and make love to you, here in our living room? We all have to get used to the intimacy of any of us getting close and personal in front of the others, anywhere in our home.”

“I understand, Trevor. Go ahead. Make love to me here and now. We have the rest of the evening to continue in bed, as we want.” She gave a small laugh, and said to her co-wives, “Girls, it is show time!”

Trevor tenderly removed Amelia’s clothes, a strip tease event enjoyed by her husband, with his other wives as the audience. As the disrobing progressed, Trevor kissed the parts of Amelia slowly being exposed to view, making it exciting for both of them.

Tracy let a breath out, voicing her feelings. “I want some of that!”

Trevor paused to say softly, “Tracy, you will all get that, when it is your day this week. I promise you.”

“Great!” she exclaimed. “I am getting wet, just watching this.”

Amelia exclaimed. “Of course. That is the point: that is how it should be. We should all get aroused by our husband, whether it is our turn for his loving, or not. That is the way it ought to be, wanting our husband’s loving. Continue, husband. Love me tenderly, and then fuck me silly. There is no queue tonight, so need to pace yourself.”

The remainder of the week continued in this fashion. All four girls continued to be in a state of arousal, which made their individual time with Trevor even more exciting. The last couple of months of living together before the wedding had been more cautious, as they got to know each other more intimately; while they learned to share the household tasks in an equitable manner. The honeymoon week was different.

Other matters remained the same as before. Shopping had to be coordinated, both to watch the budget and to ensure there was no double-buying of an item, or no-one managing to get an item that was essential. They had to establish whether clothes for washing went to a central washbasket for the laundry, or whether there was one smaller basket in each bedroom, and a weekly gathering in of these for the washday.

They had soon realised that with five people, every second day need to be a washday, with all the undies, towels, bedclothes and sheets to be dealt with. If that was not kept up to date, they would soon run out of clean replacements. There was not the budget, or space, for multiple sets of sheets, etc. at this stage in their marriage.

While every new marriage requires a period of adjustment to the requirements of living as a pair, doing the same as a quintet was more complicated; but if everyone played their part, the complications could be dealt with and make life a bit easier for all in the marriage. It was not just a matter of arranging when to have lovemaking, and with whom. It was when to have meals to suit those who had jobs to go to, those who were still at school, and how many had to be involved in preparing the meals. House cleaning had to be put on to a rota. They had discovered that not every girl was as efficient at house cleaning, and so leaving specific rooms, like bedrooms, to be dusted and cleaned by the occupant, was ineffective. On the rota, defective work showed up, and the others put pressure on the failing wife, so that she would improve her standards.