Chapter 188

April 22, 2018 (Sunday)

Dear Ms. Diary,

I woke with a bit of stomach-butterfly action thinking about visiting Katherine at her house. We had decided to go with bleu-cheese-filled lamb burgers if that was something she would eat. I would have to text Katherine once I climbed out of bed to make sure our planned menu worked for her. Meka and Brit would go to the gym in the morning after which they were going to do some miles in the hills outside of town. Tonight is Cera’s and Celeste’s sleepover night with Brett and Lana and we would drop the four of them at the Jacobs residence after we left Katherine’s. Somewhere in the middle of all that, we had to do our semi-weekly thorough house cleaning and deal with backyard maintenance. I thought it lucky that there were so many of us, as even cleaning this large house goes reasonably quickly with so many hands, and now, we had four more. Oh, and we had to tell the owner of two of those hands that we would not be at her store tomorrow evening.

After completing the yard work and house cleaning, we immediately started in on dirtying the house preparing the dinner we would take to Katherine’s. She was fine with our dinner selection and had a sizable grill for the burgers, but we would take one of ours, too. However, with our recent additions to the household, the Sprinter was no longer sufficient for carting all of us, even with Kath working this evening. Thus, one of our drivers would take a couple of passengers and the grill in the Trooper.

We concocted our own version of potato salad on the spur of the moment, replacing the usual crunch provider of celery with sunflower seeds and the mayonnaise with ranch dressing. We also gave it some kick with cayenne pepper. Once we had completed it, we each had to try it.

“Oh, yes! A winner,” exclaimed Rhee. “We need to write this one down and give it to the Moms.”

“Already on it,” responded Liya.

“Does that include my mom?”

“Absolutely, Brett,” replied Gracey. “Your mom is definitely now a Mom. You know, with a capital ‘M.’ She has certainly stood up for us and seems to be one of our biggest supporters. I’m greatly looking forward to a sleepover in your bed, thanks to her.”

“I know,” responded Lana. “I was surprised enough that she allowed us to invite one girl to join us, but then she and Matt upped our ante. I still miss being here constantly, but what they’ve given us is a pretty good consolation prize. We had a lot of fun with Char and Kim.”

“And Char and Kim had a lot of fun with Brett and Lana,” Kim shot back. “It’s better with you both here, but if you can’t be here, having at least a couple of us with you is not bad.”

We saved making the diverse salad until we were just about ready to walk out the door and Rache had claimed ownership of that task.

When it was done, she exclaimed, “Hah! That’s 15 ingredients: Romaine, green and red leaf, radicchio, oakleaf, and arugula lettuces; spinach; orange and purple carrots; radish; red cabbage; cauliflower; red serrano; blue cheese crumbles; and pumpkin seeds! Damn! That was fun! If nothing else, my time here has certainly taught me what salad ought to be.”

I hugged her, then surprised her by kissing her softly. She leaned her head back, grinned, then kissed me back ... for nearly a half-minute then leaned back again.

“I think ... I might be okay with ... kissing girls.”

Meka commented, “You’ve seemed happier today than you’ve been.”

Rache responded, “Today was a good day. I think, if Brit doesn’t mind, I’ll go with you to the gym whenever you go. It was good to get that kind of workout in.”

Brit told her, “I’d not at all mind you joining us.”

Rache nodded at her, then added, “In fact, the lifting provided more good thinking time as did the seemingly mundane tasks of cleaning the house. Throw in the team spirit you girls put in ... nearly everything you do, including making dinner, today has been a good day, despite that nothing particularly exciting or interesting happened. I’m now sure I’m in the right place to ... re-learn how to have fun with people other than Seamus.”

When Meka wrapped her up, Rache asked, “May I see what it’s like to kiss you?”

Meka leaned back and asked, “Are you sure? Because you’re one very cute girl and you know I like girls.”

Rache looked into Meka’s eyes for a few seconds, closed her own, reopened them after a few seconds, then answered, “I’m sure. You girls all seem to enjoy it a lot and I’ve been trying other crazy things here ... like double-digit-ingredient salads.”

There was much chuckling ... during which Rache leaned toward Meka’s face and lightly kissed her for 15 or 20 seconds.

Meka leaned back a little, looked into Rache’s eyes, and asked, “Sucked? Didn’t suck?”

“Definitely didn’t suck. I’ll ... ponder that.”

As we drove through the entrance gate, Meka gave out a loud, “Holy hell,” from the Sprinter’s driver’s seat as she caught sight of Katherine standing on her front-porch steps waving at us. “I knew this, but she ... is... stunning.”

As we piled out of the vehicles as the gate clanged shut behind us, Katherine shouted, “Welcome, welcome. I’m so glad you’re here.”

Liya, who had been riding shotgun and navigating, was the first to reach her, but stopped a few feet in front of her and said, “The first order of business this afternoon is the same as it is at Armoire, except I must tell you that you absolutely rock that tube and T-back thong outfit. I’m sure Brett’s at near max erection length already from the sight of you.”

She reacted a little abashedly, but kept her head up and responded, “Thanks, Liya, but I’m just trying to keep up with my version of the Joneses.”

“You certainly anticipated our apparel correctly.”

“That wasn’t a difficult task, what with your avowed interest in living naked. Sometimes I wonder why you visit my store at all, although I have been led to understand that public schools seem to frown on nudity within their halls. Go figure.”

I gave her a huge grin, as did others.

Brett had been in the Trooper with Celeste and Andy, but as he climbed the few steps behind me, he said, “Katherine, you’re incredibly lovely.”

“Thanks, Brett. I’m told the first task of this little soiree is relieving you of any encumbering clothing. I see that the job won’t take long ... and why the girls wanted what I’ve been making for you.”

“I was anxious, but mostly fine in the ... erection department, but this happened when I caught sight of you.”

“And you’re fine with ... being naked for the rest of ... your time here?”

“It’s the rule, Katherine, and it’s a rule that I thoroughly enjoy. My wives have gotten me very used to and comfortable with sporting a boner for long periods of time in the presence of scantily clad or naked girls. I can’t imagine a better life. Just so you know, the girls did consider having me ride here nude, but, in the end, they agreed that they liked watching you strip me much too much to trade it for only the titillation of you watching me step out of the vehicle already naked.”

Katherine grinned at him, then shared it around to all of us, after which she stated, “I’m looking forward to my arrival hugs, so perhaps I need to get on with my appointed task of nakedifying you.”

“I’m very much looking forward to that hug, too, so perhaps you should.”

Katherine stepped up to him, looked him up and down, put her hands on either side of the hem of his belly shirt, then pulled it up and off of him.

“God, you’re lovely, Brett. I’ve ... never had such a lovely guy at the entrance to any place I’ve ever lived.”

“Thanks, but you need to meet Beth’s dad. I think he’s the most attractive guy I’ve ever met and virtually all of the girls ... probably all of the girls ... agree with me.”

“Since I’ve met Beth’s mom, I know where her looks originated. It’s interesting what genetics does and I love what genetics did with you.”

With that, she quickly knelt before him, gripped the waistband of his brief at each hip, and pulled the trunk down a bit, then moved her right hand inside his trunk, fished his cock out, lifted the waistband over it and down, then pulled the trunk down to and off of his feet. Still on her knees, she stared eye level at Brett’s fully erect cock, then slowly leaned her head forward, and gently kissed the head of it.

There were many sharp inhalations followed by quite a few breathy sighs. Katherine then stood, wrapped her arms around him, and the two kissed enthusiastically for at least three minutes.

When during that kiss Brett moved his hands onto her bare cheeks and pulled her in more tightly, Lana squeaked loudly, then quietly said, “Goddess. I’m not sure I’ll make it to dinner before I have to get someone to help me or rub one out myself, particularly if he’s going to do things like that all evening.”

I could just hear Liya’s response, “You really do belong with us if you like watching our guy doing things like that.”

“Yeah. He just seems ... to know when he can get away with bending the rules severely or ... moving things ahead a bit more quickly than we intended. Goddess, I love seeing his hands still on her ass. Do you suppose this is now the new normal?”

I whispered over my shoulder, “I don’t see how it isn’t.”

She stepped over to me and whispered, “You want to see him make love with her as much as I do?”

“Almost certainly.”

“And do you want to make love with her as much as I do?”

“Almost certainly.”

“How is it that you and I are so much alike?”

“I don’t know, but I do know that I’m madly in love with you.”

Lana mirrored with me what Brett was doing with Katherine, and we kissed hard for a couple of minutes.

Eventually, we got into the house where Katherine said, “I’m so happy to have all of you here. I’ll help get whoever is in charge of grills and stuff set up, Brit, if you won’t mind giving everyone else the nickel tour.”

“I can do that.”

Meka, Rhee, and I went with Katherine, got both grills going, then went back inside just after 4:30 to allow the coals to come up to heat. Yes, we were doing things old school, with charcoal briquets. Katherine then led us through the surprisingly small, but well laid-out ... and well-appointed house. We caught up with everyone else in the master bedroom near the end of Brit’s explanation of how she lived there.

“And while we spent most of our time together here naked, even sleeping together in this bed, we never got more sexual than some very satisfying full-body hugs.” As Brit saw us, she added, “And I owe that much-less-than-horrible time to the Go5 who befriended Cera and me when we independently decided that the best lunchroom table was theirs. My life is so much incredibly better because of their open and accepting nature.”

Rhee responded, “Brit, we’ve been repaid manyfold by that initial acceptance of you two, who were important, perhaps even critical, at helping create what we now have.”

I said, “To change tacks, I suggest that we use the time we must wait for the coals to see how Katherine’s first attempt works out. Katherine, for today, we again give you permission to touch Brett in any way necessary to obtain the information you need to make any corrections to your first test model.”

“Thanks. Why don’t we head to the sewing room, then.” Once we were all resettled there and with the panty in her hand, she stated, “After I’d already completed this, I thought of an alteration that you might like, and I’ll explain that once I get this on him and check the fit.” She began to kneel, stopped, then said, “We’ll also need someone to get him to max extension.”

Heather replied, “Char? Interested?”

As Char’s eyes lit and she began making her way to Brett, Katherine said, “This is another of those things that ... amaze me about you girls. Heather, you’re fully in charge of every aspect of Brett’s attire including ... fluffing him if there’s need. Yes?”

“Yes, but I have assistants, Brit, Cera, and Char, and I’ll let you figure out how they were selected.”

“They were the most tentative with him. Yes?” When Heather nodded, she asked, “Is there that much need for ... fluffing him?”

“Oh, yes. What you’ve been working on making for us is tied directly to that need. We love to see him fully erect inside a panty. Oh, we love to see him fully erect, period, but we find that there’s just something ... extra alluring about him wearing a panty in which his full erection is not visible but still very obvious. It’s also very fun to divest him of such a panty, so, after much discussion, we’ve decided that, despite that we’ll all be fully naked whenever we can be, his default state will be wearing a panty that puts his cock fully behind cloth but still allows it to be so very obvious, thus providing that little hit to the gut that excites us just that little bit more. That’s why, if this works, we’ll want quite a lot of them. That’s because we can imagine days in which we’re all at home with no plans to go out and he’s wearing one of your panties. First off, knowing that you made what he’s wearing will provide us with a little kick in the libido. However, we can imagine one or more of us reaching the point at which we can’t take it anymore, we take off his panty, and we make love with him and he with us, and then we continue the day. One of us puts a clean panty on him because, you know, the other one could be somewhat soaked in his pre-cum. A while later, another girl ... or duo, or trio, or whatever decides to take him for a spin, and the cycle repeats. And I don’t mean that anywhere near as impersonally as I explained it. We love our guy very much and try always to treat him with love and respect.”

Katherine rattled her brain hard at Heather’s explanation, then turned to Brett and asked, “And you truly don’t mind their ... running your life?”

“Why should I mind? I think we’ve talked about this before, but I have 14 wives. Why would I be in charge? I might look to one of them for sex who’s just not in the mood or ... whatever. This way, I’m simply available and whenever whoever wants me asks, I quickly get in the mood if I’m not because a), I’m a guy, and b), I’m a guy and can be ready at nearly a moment’s notice. That system is actually for the future more than the present, as we’re still in the honeymoon stage and we’re all horny nearly all the time.”

He looked around, then added, “It’s female choice for us, not only in when and where sex takes place but also in what I wear. Correspondingly, I get to select their clothing, in some situations, and get to put it on them in more. I very much enjoy both aspects of that. Oh, and Char patiently waiting to suck my cock at your request points out another facet of how we work. Except when one or a small number of girls has claimed special, more nearly one-on-one time with me, all sex is public and everyone else can watch ... or take part if they wish.

“It doesn’t bother me... at all ... that they run much of my life because I’ve got 14 pretty wives who love me dearly, and with whom I have a lot of sex, almost certainly much, much more sex than, perhaps, any other male at Central High, both students and staff, at least when I’m with them all day, every day. Finally, given that 12 of those girls – two are in college so I don’t consider them here – comprise a large proportion of the prettiest girls in school. I get to have a lot of sex with the cream of the crop, including with all of what many say are the three prettiest girls in school and another who is certainly the most impressive girl in school. Even more importantly, I have the love of the 12 most wonderful girls in school, plus two wonderful and very pretty college girls ... and I’m just 15. Why the hell would I complain about that?”

That got Char in the middle of a Brett-centered scrum that became something of a mini-orgy as we decided that we’d each take a short suck to get Brett fully hard ... and that certainly worked.

Katherine said, “That looks like max extension. You’re ... all still willing for me to be the one who ... puts clothing on him in these sorts of situations?”

Heather replied, “Absolutely. When you and he are in proximity to each other, you are the only one who takes clothing off of him or puts it on him, unless we make some change in the future. When you and he are in proximity to each other, he must be naked, unless his being naked might bring problems for us. Katherine, we love watching you taking clothing off of him and putting it on him. We love him being naked in your presence and we love him being hard in your presence, despite that we’re not ready to allow you to physically make him hard or touch his penis without specific permissions ... like you have this afternoon.”

Brett volunteered, “And, Katherine, I love that my wives have made such rules for you and me. They love showing me off to you, but I also love them showing me off to you. It turns me on tremendously, and it’s also very exciting that they gave you those tasks, because that suggests that ... physical love between us may be possible in the future, and more than just us getting to kiss each other while I wear nothing and you wear very nearly nothing. And I like that because you’re a very pretty woman with a very lovely body. Even more importantly, at least in times when my cock is not strainingly hard because I’m naked in your presence, is that you have a very pretty personality. I very much like you, and I th-think I’m ... beginning to fall in love with you.”

That got Brett two armsful of a lovely, nearly naked, 31-year-old woman that was worming her way into all our hearts. That also got us another sight of Brett’s hands on Katherine’s essentially bare ass cheeks. After they released each other and Char fluffed him again to get him back to the panting stage, Katherine pulled her trial panty up his legs and gently tucked his cock into it.

“Oh, god, I’m so hyped by doing this.” Katherine breathed deeply twice, then stated, “Unless you’re fine with his cockhead pushing the waistband out slightly, I need to raise the waistline or provide for more bag. Which would you girls prefer?”

Heather replied, “We’d rather have more bag, as you say, because we’d like them to be as low-rise as possible.”

Katherine furrowed her brow, then told us, “I could probably lower the waistband a little more if I increased the bag a lot, but less of him would be ... pressed against the material and the head might point into the material rather than lie against it.”

“I think we’d ... Could you demonstrate the difference with what you’ve got on him now?”

“Umm, probably, but I’d have to ... handle him quite a bit.”

“You have permission to do whatever you need to do today to get us what we want for him.”

Kathrine rattled her brain rapidly, then asked Brett, “And you’re fine with this?”

“Katherine, I’m very much enjoying this, all of this. Your ... touch is ... very nice. Even a month ago, I would have enjoyed this but would have been embarrassed by the attention. However, these girls have been paying a lot of attention to my cock in the past month or so and I’ve come to like it ... a lot! If I can like my 14 wives that span the ages of 14 to 21 staring at, ogling, fondling, and sucking my cock, I can certainly like a very pretty 31-year-old woman handling me when she needs to so that my wives can get for me what they want me to wear. Katherine, I guarantee that every time my wives permit you to touch me ... in any fashion, I will greatly enjoy it.”

She shook her head again, then replied, “Okay. I’ll have to ... touch you fairly extensively to demonstrate.”