Chapter 5

After all the fun that was had Emily’s house, I spent the rest of the day running some errands. Even after indulging and having taken the edge off, I was still absurdly excited about what was going to happen tonight. All I knew was that Linda had wanted Emily to come over and join us - nothing more. The thought of what my wife was planning - and how she was going to have our daughter interact with the girl that used to babysit her - gave me a hard-on every time I thought about it.

For perhaps the first time ever I didn’t want to use the Watch to stop time; if anything I wanted to speed things up so that the night came quicker.

When I ran out of things to do and got home, I found that Linda was already there waiting for me. She greeted me at the front door with a passionate kiss that was full of need and promise. She hooked one leg around me and practically clambered up into my arms.

“I just couldn’t wait.” Linda panted as she came up for air. “I left work early - I just couldn’t concentrate on anything. My underwear has been soaked all day.”

“Fuck, you’re sexy.” I said, my voice rough with the sudden onset of lust. Having my wife so clearly aroused by what she was planning seemed to have opened up the floodgates on what I had been suppressing. Linda being my ‘willing’ co-conspirator again was so much better than simply using her as a prop to get off. “It’s too bad we still have a few hours to go.”

“Tell me about it!” Linda said, shaking her head in frustration. She looked up at me from under her eyelashes and gave me a wry look. “I almost went to Kara’s school to pick her up early.”

“And if they only knew what you were bringing her home for!” I laughed, genuinely amused. “Still, I wish you had - all things considered.”

“I actually started to drive over to the school before I snapped out of it.” Linda groaned. “The only thing really stopping was that I wanted Kara to be here before Emily arrived. If you had said that to me earlier I don’t think I could have resisted the temptation.”

“Why do you need her here before?” I asked, burning with curiosity.

“Now now.” Linda smiled, acting coy. “I want it to be a surprise. It’s not all about showing our toy what her proper place is - I want to show you just how much I appreciate you.”

“Oh really?” I grinned down into my wife’s lovely face.”

“Really.” Linda said in a smokey voice. She stood on the tips of her toes and gave me a soft and wet little kiss on the corner of my mouth. At the same time she reached down and gently stroked the outline of my cock through my pants. “I’m going to make sure you enjoy yourself tonight. With me. And with both our little toys.”

“You’re the best wife ever.” I whispered, meaning it. It barely registered with me anymore that I was the one who had turned Linda into the horny and perverted woman she was now.

“Don’t you forget it.” Linda purred, squeezing me a little harder through my pants. “Speaking of, everything is fine with Emily coming over?”

“Perfectly fine.” I said, suppressing a grin at the memory of how I last saw her. “She’s coming over at 5.”

“Good, that gives me some time to sort out Kara.”

“Can you give me at least a little hint?” I wheedled, enjoying myself immensely.

“You just have to wait.” Linda grinned back at me. “It won’t be too long before she gets home.”

When Kara arrived home from school her mother and I were waiting for her in the living room.

“Hi!” My daughter said brightly, stepping energetically into the house so that her skirt was bouncing scandalously high up her thigh. She closed the door behind her and gave us both a beaming smile.

It was almost an innocent scene - something reminiscent of a time before I started to abuse the power of my Watch - except for what she did next.

Kara walked over to the sofa where Linda and I were sitting and came to a stop right in front of us. Then she leant forward - keeping her legs straight - and proceeded to give me a deep open-mouth kiss. I kissed her back of course, and took the opportunity to run a hand up and down the smooth skin of her upper thigh. Once she had finished with me, Kara turned to my mouth and gave her the exact same treatment. Linda was a bit more aggressive than me - something I loved - and wasted no time in cupping our daughters crotch and gently massaging it.

When Kara broke the kiss with her mother, she was a little bit more red in the face than she had been with me. I didn’t blame her for that - how could I? Once done, Linda looked at me out of the corner of her eye and smirked. She shifted a few inches over on the sofa and then grabbed our daughters hand - pulling her unceremoniously down so that she was sandwiched between us.

Kara squeaked in surprise, but then contentedly snuggled down into the narrow space left for her. Linda put her hand on our daughter’s knee and caressed it. Not wanting to be left out, I did the same with her other knee.

“How was school?” Linda asked Kara archly. She shifted the position of her hand so that she was now rubbing Kara’s upper leg.

“Okay.” Kara said a tad breathlessly. Her pink tongue darted out to wet her lips.

“That’s not very informative.” I said playfully. “Is it, Linda?”

“No, not really.” Linda said, smirking again.

Linda applied some pressure and began to pull Kara’s leg towards her. I did the same on my end which resulted in us slowly parting our daughter’s smooth thighs. Kara’s breathing began to grow a little ragged - obvious arousal suffusing her lovely face as her parents spread her legs.

“I thought we might do something ... special tonight.” Linda purred. She crooked her finger and dragged her fingernail along Kara’s inner thigh, leaving a faint red line as she scraped her tender skin. “How does that sound?”

“Um, good?” Kara panted. She darted a look from side to side at us. “What are we doing?”

“It’s a surprise apparently.” I answered for my wife. I adjusted myself on the couch - watching Linda play with our daughter was causing my pants to become uncomfortably tight. Since Linda was having such fun with Kara’s lower body, I reached up and cupped one of her large breasts - casually squeezing and hefting her tit. “But I’m sure it will be fun.”

“Oh it will be.” Linda said, a slightly dangerous note entering her voice as she spoke to Kara. “As long as you do as I say.”

“Um, yeah?” Kara said breathlessly. There was a faint motion as she moved her pelvis forward; trying to get her mother’s fingers onto where she wanted.

“Because you’re a good girl, aren’t you.” Linda whispered. Her fingers disappeared under Kara’s skirt and I could see the muscles working in her forearm as she got to work on our daughter. “You’ll do whatever I tell you to do.”

Kara gasped and gripped my hand as it groped her chest - arching her back in pleasure as we played with her young body. A look of annoyance crossed Linda’s face and she did something to Kara that made her suddenly yelp.

“I said you’ll do whatever I tell you to do - won’t you.”

“Y-yes.” Kara gulped, her voice trembling.

“That doesn’t sound very certain.” Linda said flatly. She made Kara give out another short cry.

“Y-yes! Whatever you say.” Kara said, her whole body trembling.

“Good.” Linda said softly. She took her hand out from under Kara’s skirt - I noted that her fingers were glistening - and gripped our daughter’s hair at the nape of her neck. She twisted Kara’s head around to face her and proceeded to ... kissing her was not exactly the right word. It actually reminded me of the times I had plundered the mouthes of unsuspecting women while I was outside of time. Linda was laying claim to our daughter. She broke the kiss and looked into Kara’s wide-eyed gaze - excitement and a touch of cruelty in her expression. “Good.”

I ended up turning the television on just to pass the time while Linda and I sat on the sofa molesting and groping our teenage daughter. Of course there were other ways we could have spent while we waited, but I didn’t want to ruin whatever my wife had in mind. Kara sat mutely between us, squirming and quietly gasping as she endured the wandering hands of her parents.

When Linda eventually stood up and practically ordered our daughter to get up and follow her, Kara was so turned on that she stumbled in her eagerness to obey - blind need taking over most of her brain function. My wife told me to wait there while she got things all ready and I was happy to oblige her. I had decided not to adjust my daughter on further - not yet at any rate - as the current changes would suffice for now. Besides - I didn’t want her to just blindly accept all that was going to happen; I wanted to see the realisation on her face.

As I watched my wife lead my daughter out of the living room - Linda throwing me a sultry look over her shoulder before she disappeared - I leant back on the sofa while sporting a shit-eating grin on my face. I still didn’t know what was coming but I couldn’t wait. I was very tempted to stop time and check on what Linda was doing, but Kara wasn’t the only one who was overwhelmingly horny. If I walked in on my wife and daughter while being cloaked in the power of being outside of time, I didn’t think I would be able to resist the desire to fuck one or both of them.

When Linda eventually reappeared she was alone. I gave my wife a questioning look - glancing behind her to where she had vanished with our daughter - but Linda just playfully shook her head. She had changed her clothes in the meanwhile as well - while she wasn’t quite wearing anything as fancy as she had when Emily had first come over, she had certainly dressed up some. She was in a dress but it had a looser, more summery vibe than anything else. It was clear to me that she hadn’t bothered putting on a bra either, and the way her big heavy breasts sat in the low cut dress was very eye-catching. She sat down carefully on the sofa next to me and put her hand comparably on my leg - resting her head on my shoulder.

“I hope Emily gets here early.” She murmured, squeezing my knee. “I’m not sure how much longer I can wait.”

“It won’t be long.” I said softly. I glanced up at the clock on the wall - it was twenty minutes to five so we didn’t have long to wait either way. Even though I was trying to play it cool, I was burning with curiosity as to where our daughter was. “Will Kara be joining as when Emily arrives?”

“Our plaything is ready and waiting.” Linda said hungrily. I could hear the thrill of excitement and arousal in my wife’s voice as she spoke of our daughter as a ‘plaything’. She licked her lips and squeezed her thighs tightly together. “She’ll stay where she is until the proper time.”

“Fuck, you’re killing me.” I mock-groaned but inwardly I was grinning. “I know you don’t want to spoil any surprises, but what is the plan here? What should I do when Emily arrives?”

“Just follow my lead.” Linda murmured. She slid her hand higher up my leg and I could see her cleavage rise and fall along with her heavy breathing. “I’ll try to stop myself from just jumping the girl when she gets here. Fuck, Mike; I so so fucking hor-”

A sudden rapping on our front door made my wife stop in mid sentence.

“She is early!” Linda exclaimed, jumping up from her seat. “Quick - how do I look?”

“Ravishing.” I said truthfully. I got up as well, hurrying just as quickly as she had. “Well - shall we?”

“Definitely.” Linda grinned, hooking her arm through mine.

We walked over to the front door - our pace brisk - and opened it to reveal our second toy for the evening. Carol had done well in choosing the outfit for her daughter to wear tonight; I had initially only forced it upon them both as a bit of fun considering I wasn’t expecting Emily to be clothed for long, but I can’t argue the end result.

Emily was wearing an impossibly tight black skirt that came down to about her mid thigh - I honestly didn’t know how she had managed to fit herself into it. She had paired it with a looser satiny blue top - the fabric was gathered in folds around the deeply cut v-neck, and as I looked down on her I could see her pert little breasts hanging freely; she wasn’t wearing a bra either.

“Emily.” Linda purred dangerously. She reached out and took the younger woman hands - pulling Emily to her so that she could give her a kiss on the mouth. It wasn’t as deep as the one she had given our daughter, but anyone watching would have no doubt that it was a kiss between lovers. “You look amazing once again.”

“T-thanks.” Emily said, a little off balance. I didn’t know if it was because of what she had endured today for if it was just the result of my wife’s greeting.

“She does look incredible.” I agreed. I stepped forward and kissed her as well. Before I leant back, I moved my mouth by her ear and whispered softly enough that Linda wouldn’t be able to hear. “Your mother chose your outfit well.”

Emily’s face flamed bright red and she stuttered wordlessly. Linda smiled tolerantly at us both - no doubt thinking I had just said something kinky to the young girl. My wife took her by the hand again and led her inside while I shut the door behind us.