Chapter 50: Epilogue: Part 2: Sunday Morning and the Rings

Vanessa

Vanessa looked out from the crows nest of the ship. “Enemies ahead captain! Forty degrees off starboard!”

“How many?” Allison shouted.

“Half a dozen, contact in twenty!”

“Helmsman! Adjust course; evasive pattern three!”

“Aye Captain” Emanuel replied.

“Captain! Four more, behind us and catching up fast. Five minutes at most til contact!”

“First mate! Go down below and ready the cannons. Both sides!”

“Aye Captain” Kara replied calmly, rushing down into the hold.

“Helmsman, hard to port! Now, let’s see who we’re dealing with here.” Royal Navy ahead, led by the HMS Normalcy. And to the rear ... I can’t quite make them out.

“Captain, there are too many of them! And we can’t fight the Normalcy.”

Allison glanced up at her. “Nonsense! We’ve tangled with the Royal Navy many times. And for all that she’s our greatest rival, we know how the Normalcy’s admiral thinks. Watch and see.” Vanessa watched as the enemy ships grew closer, now approaching the sides of their ship. “Once they’re in range, fire two volleys, then buckle down the guns again” she shouted down below.

“Aye Captain!”

Vanessa watched in surprise as alternate blasts of cannon fire tore through most of the enemy ships. Only the Normalcy survived, slowing down considerably as men scrambled to repair the damage from the one cannon ball that hit them. “Damn it! Last time three connected.”

“Wait, Captain ... what’s that sound?”

Allison looked up at her. “Some sort of strange bell ... sounds like an alarm.”

Wait ... that pattern ... No! Don’t end yet! Vanessa watched the sea and ships around them fade as the bedroom came into view. “Of course it would interrupt the best part of the dream. I wanted to see the Normalcy get torn apart.”

“Give it another fifty years or so” Kara began, lifting her head from Vanessa’s breast “and we’ll be on the Normalcy. What do you think of your first shared dream?”

“It’s weird but cool at the same time. Is this also a frequent thing?”

Kara nodded her head. “Not every morning, but enough of them.”

“I’d love to keep talking about this, but, one of you is putting pressure on my bladder, and...”

“Sorry, that’s me” Allison quickly apologized, and untangled her self from Vanessa.

“Are you also the source of that incredibly distracting horniness?”

“Guilty as charged.” She turned to face Emanuel. “We have time for a quickie, right?”

“Just one.”

Kara started to shift around. “Please hurry my pillow. These little ones are putting pressure on my bladder too.”

Vanessa laughed softly. “You first. I can wait a little longer.” Her laughter grew louder as Kara seemed to leap off the bed and zoomed out of the room. “Has she always been that fast?”

Allison laughed as well for a moment. “Nope. Twins on your bladder will do that to you though. Better darling?

I’d gotten used to ‘normal’ recently, but I’ll get used to it again. Vanessa got off the bed as Allison climbed on top of Emanuel. “Can’t wait?”

“Nope!” She sighed happily as she lowered herself onto him. “So good...”

I’m used to this by now, but at least let Vanessa do what she needs to before you start riding him. Surely you remember how distracting that can be.

Yeah. Go ahead honey; I’ll wait until you’re done with your business before I resume my fun.

Just until I’m in the shower. Vanessa hurried to the bathroom, sat down on the open seat, and sighed contentedly as the pressure on her bladder quickly drained. “How long did it take you to get used to that feeling?”

“A few days. It feels kind of like a weird dream at first, right?”

Vanessa nodded as she slid the shower door open and stepped insider. “Yeah.” I’m done Matron`.

Wonderful!

She gasped as Allison began to move. “That’s going to take some getting used to as well.”

“Complaining?” Kara asked as she reached for the shampoo.

“Not at all. Hand me the shampoo?”

“After I’m done with it?” Vanessa grinned. “Oh ... yes please.” She took the bottle from Kara, poured a little onto her hand, and lathered it up. Her hands started to work the shampoo into Kara’s hair; her grin widened as Kara started to melt. “Good?”

“That’s putting it mildly. With everything they’re sharing with us, I get to experience two different sensual pleasures at once. It’s wonderful.”

“I ... I’m glad. I feel so loved by all of you, and...”

“As do we. Now, let me rinse off, and then I’ll return the favor.” Kara stepped under the water, then took the shampoo and began to lather Vanessa’s hair. Vanessa smiled softly and felt herself melt under the gentle massage of Kara’s hands. “Do you need conditioner today?”

Vanessa shook her head and rinsed the shampoo out of her hair. “I’m good until tomorrow. Only every three days now. You?”

“Every other. I’m good for today too. That said...”

“Yes! Hand me the body wash, and I’ll happily spend some time worshiping you Mami`.” Kara grinned, passed the body wash, then shook as Allison’s orgasm crashed through them. “You know, for most people quickie means only one. How many more do you think she’ll have?”

“At least three. Maybe more as you do your thing.” Vanessa grinned, took the body wash, and started to slowly and sensually cover Kara with it. Soon she had her moaning; her hands gently squeezing Kara’s breasts sent the first small orgasm rushing through them both. Several more followed as her hands continued to travel down.

Kara gasped and looked down as Vanessa lovingly worked the soap onto her belly. “You don’t think I’m fat?”

“Fat? Far from it. Your bump is beautiful.”

Kara grinned, a tear in her eye, and pulled Vanessa up suddenly for a deep, intense kiss. “It’s ... sometimes really hard to combat those thoughts. Manny’s tried reassuring me sometimes, although...”

“I imagine he tends to try to do it with the wrong words. Does Allison?”

“No. She’s already been through similar and generally says that it’ll get easier. And once the little ones are born, the changes won’t matter quite so much. Still, in the moment, it’s hard not to mourn exactly how things were before we started to really try.”

“It’ll be worth it, right?”

Kara smiled softly. “Yeah. I can’t wait to meet them, and get to see who they grow up to be.” She shuddered as Vanessa resumed lathering her up. “I ... I think that’s enough my love.”

Vanessa stood up and pulled to the side. “Have you guys figured out names yet?”

“We have a short list, but since we’re choosing to not know their sex until they’re born, we can’t really narrow it any further.”

“Have you considered any neutral names? That way it won’t matter.”

Vanessa handed Kara the body wash, then shook with a small orgasm as Allison’s third hit them. “We haven’t. That’s ... brilliant.” She grinned, and began to lather up Vanessa. “I can’t bend quite the way you can. Not at the moment, anyway.”

“Do what you can. I’ll take care of the rest.” She closed her eyes, a pair of small orgasms hitting them as Kara’s hands caressed her neck and breasts. A third quickly joined those when Kara’s left hand worked the small of her back. She felt the big wave continue to build, and peak as Kara’s right hand briefly touched her clit. The wave broke, carrying with it a scream that reverberated several times in the small space. “Oh ... okay. I’m good.”

“I can feel one more coming from Allison. Best rinse off before it hits.”

Vanessa nodded her head and began to rinse off the soap. “Holy ... yeah, I can feel it. And now that you mention it, I don’t think it’ll be enough to finish off the one it’s building in me.”

“Finish rinsing, and I’ll happily give you that last little push.”

She grinned, finished rinsing, then turned back to face Kara as Allison’s enormous wave broke. Kara nodded, took two fingers, and gently thrust them into her. As the tips brushed her most sensitive spot, her own wave broke and crashed through her. Moments later, she felt the gush of liquid rush out of her and started to collapse, barely catching the hand rail on the side. “Good thing ... that was there.”

“Shower sex is exactly why we had those installed. The support makes all the difference more often than not.”

“Sorry ... I didn’t...”

“Don’t apologize for that. I love that I can make you squirt like that.”

Vanessa nodded, pulled to the side, and stepped out of the shower. “Do you still ... often make love in the shower?”

Kara stepped out next to her, and reached for a towel. “Yes; before Isa and Petra were born, we’d also use the kitchen table, the living room couch...”

Vanessa sighed dramatically and finished drying herself. “You’ve made your point clear” she began, laying the sarcasm on thick “the lot of you are insatiable hussies who will screw anywhere it’s convenient.”

“Oh?” Kara grinned as they left the bathroom “and what does that make you?”

“In very good company.” It’s all yours.

“Is that anyway to speak to your Matron`?”

“It is when it’s the truth.”

Allison giggled, took the car key from Vanessa’s purse, and bounded for the stairs. “You’re right, it does sound like fun. Where is it?”

“In a garment bag in the trunk. If you’re really going to do it, you may also want to grab the parking pass from the front windshield.”

“Got it!”

Vanessa laughed as Allison ran down the stairs. “Have Isa or Petra started to show any signs of following in her footsteps?”

Kara reached into the closet for a pair of stretchy jeans. “Nothing conclusive. I’m sure you remember them as toddlers, but that’s hardly indicative of anything long term. Now, if Isa’s choice of toy is any indication, then I think she might take after Allison in that way. But it’ll be many years before we need to worry about that.”

Vanessa nodded and handed her a pair of panties. “I know you don’t usually wear these, but...”

“We’re meeting your parents, and I’d rather not handle moving in our normal state of dress. So thank you.” She slipped the panties on, then the jeans. “However, you won’t catch me dead in a bra.”

“Even though they’ve gotten a lot better in the last few years?”

“Yes. Even though the pretty ones are actually fairly comfortable, there’s one slight problem. No one’s making them for pregnant women or mothers yet. We’re the best market they’ve got, and yet they’re ignoring us.”

“Besides, she hasn’t worn one in several years.”

“I believe it’s close to five. Neither have you for that matter.”

“Of course not. The last ones I wore were specialized nursing bras, and only when I had to deal with that little bit of leaking. Otherwise, what’s the point? Neither of us are big enough to need one most of the time.” She handed Vanessa the garment bag. “Now, I can definitely understand why you still wear them.”

“I’d die without my good bras. Especially when the girls insisted on growing a little more during college.” She slipped on the clean panties and bra, then the button down shirt. “It will be nice not to wear this again though.”

“I like that look on you.”

“I agree darling. That’s a very nice look.”

Vanessa laughed heartily. “You two are perverts; you know that, right?”

Kara looked at Allison and grinned. “Yes, and rather proud of it.”

Vanessa pulled up the pants and quickly added the matching jacket. “And what do you think now?”

“Very snappy. I may ask you to wear that again for a bit of role playing.” Allison winked and stepped out of the room.

“Hmm ... yes. That does sound like a fun scene. Especially with the right toys...”

“Do you want any of us to go in with you? I mean, if that’s possible.”

“If I hadn’t connected fully with all of you last night, then I might need someone. I mean ... my dream this morning should give a pretty good picture of how nervous I am about all this.”

“Even if we sucked at dream interpretation, we’re good at reading body language. And I can definitely feel the nervousness coming off of you.”

“How can you and Allison be so calm about this?”

“Because we’ve dealt with this sort of thing before. She doesn’t talk about it much, but the first school who hired her tried to give us trouble about our relationship. We wouldn’t budge, especially since she was completely transparent about the relationship.”

“What happened?”

“Our old principal left, and the new one just couldn’t accept someone with ‘loose morals’ teaching kids.” Vanessa spun around to a very naked and still slightly dripping Allison. “Never mind the fact that our marriage had been legal for over four years at that point; or that we were in a deeply committed relationship. She couldn’t fire me even if she wanted to; once the federal government legalized our relationship, they made it discriminatory to base any sort of employment issue on that.” Vanessa watched her pull on panties, jeans, and a t-shirt. “Besides, she didn’t need to deal with me too much longer.”

“What happened?”

“Her ‘issue’ came up when I was about three months pregnant. Half a year later, I took my maternity leave; and by the time I came back two years later she was already gone. My complaint to the school district must have had an impact on her one year review.”

Kara laughed. “That, and the complaints from the parents. None of the students liked her much, and when they learned that one of their favorite teachers was being harassed by the principal, none of them were willing to stay quiet about it.”

“My work gave me trouble about us too for a little while. But, I made it clear that if I went, my clients would likely go with me, and the head of the department would be hearing from the section nine rep. That shut him up real quick.”

“Did anything happen to him?”

“That was three years ago. He tried something like that again with one of the Muslim therapists, and she was having none of his crap. Section nine was very happy to find a new head for the department after that.”

“Wait ... that was...”

“Yeah. The rep didn’t want to have to do that again; that kind of decision doesn’t look good to investors and auditors; so she decided that I’d be best person for the job and made that recommendation to the COO. There was at least one other person who wanted the job, but apparently their record review made it clear they’d likely be a repeat of the problem. They didn’t stick around long after that.”

“It appears we’re all ready to go.”

“Mostly ready, honey. There’s one thing I’d like to put on if you don’t mind.”

“Something perverted?”

“Are you sure you want to wear those when we have moving stuff to do? Especially since we’ll have the kids with us for that?”

“Yes darling, I’m sure.”

“And you thought I’m the trouble maker...”

“Clearly I was wrong Mami`. How distracting a thing are we talking?”

“Oh, it’s just the nipple shields. I’m not suggesting the balls.”

“Are you willing to take them off if I find them too distracting? I mean, through a filter of course.”

“Of course.”

“Very well. I suppose you want one of us to put them on you?” Allison grinned and looked straight at her. “I figured. Well, go get them then.” She bounded over to a dresser, pulled out a small envelope, and handed it to Vanessa. “Oh, I don’t recognize these ones.”

“They’re new-ish. The kiddos meant that the pair from high school no longer fit once they weaned themselves. Pretty, aren’t they?”

“I know you don’t like wearing a bra, but...”

“Honey, I don’t even own any sports bras. And my old maternity ones are in no shape to be worn right now.” Besides, your parents are going to need to get used to a bit of skin showing. This is a clothing optional home.

I suppose you’re right. Vanessa took one of Allison’s nipples into her mouth, sucked happily on it for a little bit, and slipped the first shield on. The process of putting them on someone else is still pretty fun though.

I agree.

Do yours still fit Mami`?

Just barely.

Vanessa finished putting on the second one. I don’t suppose...

I very much would. And if Ally is already doing it, then what’s the harm?

Is that them in the hand behind your back?

I had been thinking of asking, yes...

Hand them over. Kara grinned and proudly presented the small bag. Are you sure they’re not going to be too intense?

Not yet. Another month or two, and I’m sure they will. Vanessa took a nipple in her mouth, gave it a few gentle sucks, then slipped the shield on.

Whoa! Allison’s didn’t have that kind of effect, nor do mine when I occasionally wear them.

My nipples are more sensitive then they used to be. That’s why. Too much for you?

No ... the intensity spike just surprised me. She lifted the other breast, ran her fingers around it for a few moments, then slipped the other shield on. Will it stay that strong?

It’ll fade a little in an hour or so. The sensation doesn’t for yours?

I’ve only ever worn them in scenes where the intensity of everything else makes them not feel so ... much by comparison.

“Be glad neither of them wants to wear a bra. Without one, the contact between cloth and nipple is much more random. With the bra...”

“It’s constant. Fun sometimes, but not worth the hassle of dealing with a bra in the first place.”

“I agree darling.” Allison glanced at the clock. “We should be going. I’ll get my socks and shoes on and meet everyone out at the car.”

“That’s insane! Are your clients really that active on Sunday?”

Vanessa stepped up into the car and sat between the car seats. “Not really. The most ‘important’ ones are, but the managers typically have those accounts. My usual clients are content to actually rest on Sunday.”

“Then why insist you stay anyway? In case on of them decides to call in with an emergency?”

“No, because it’s important for company morale. That’s only true of the women, of course. The guys can come and go as they please on weekends.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

“I agree Ally. By the way, did either of you call my folks to warn them that we’re coming around earlier than expected?”

“I hadn’t thought of that. Thank you darling.” Vanessa watched Allison hit a button on the dashboard. “Call Mama Foster” she spoke clearly after a short beep. A dial tone started from the speakers.

“Good Morning. Are you four on your way to us now?”

“Yes.”

“Wait, how did she...”

“Hello Vanessa. I had a feeling that one of you would have a reason to pick up the monsters early. Especially with how it was hard to get them to talk about much other than ‘Mama Vanessa’s moving in with us’ and the like.”

“Even with the ability to play pool with Grandpa?”

“That was one of the few things that worked, and only really for a time.”

“Are the kiddos up?”

“Of course. We wanted to sleep into today, but...”

“They had other ideas. Sounds about right. Can you have them ready to go by the time we get there? There are a few things we need to do this morning, and...”

“You didn’t quite budget enough time to get ‘ready’. Do you at least have enough time to say a proper hello when you get here?”

Allison glanced at the dashboard clock. “Not for all of us to get out of the car ... I don’t think, anyway. But Vanessa can go in and get the kiddos.”

“We’ll bring them out to you then. However...”

“Yes Mom, we’ll plan a proper visit.”

“Good. As soon as possible, of course.”

There really are no secrets with your mothers, are there?

None at all honey. But both of them know how to bring sensitive stuff up in a careful fashion. “We’ll be there in just a few minutes.”

“They’re just finishing up breakfast. We’ll see you soon.”

Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief as the call cut out. “Do you think she knows?”

“About the legal stuff? Not yet. But all she needs to do is take one look at you, and she’ll know that now we’re a bonded quad. There’s no hiding that.” I’d hope that you wouldn’t want to.

Of course not! I’m just ... nervous, that’s all.

“There’s nothing to be nervous about. Mom’s loved you for years, and Dad usually follows her lead. The only Dad likely to say something stupid is Bob, and honestly, he should know better by now.”

“And he won’t get away with that for long. If anything, I’m actually a little nervous about meeting your parents.”

“They’ll love you Matron`; I’m sure of that. Well, Dad might take a little while to come around fully, but ... his opinion isn’t the one that really matters, and he’s surprised me before.”

Kara glanced out of the window. “And we’re here. Since you’re in between the two booster seats, are you willing to make sure they’re buckled in right?”

Vanessa smiled. “Of course.”

The car slowed as it pulled into the driveway. She watched it stop and the side door open. “Mama Vanessa!” screamed an excited Isabella, who was suddenly climbing up into the car a few seconds later.

“Sit down, little Isa, and I’ll make sure you’re nice and secure.”

“Okay! Why are you here so early, and why can’t you stay?”

“Because I need to go tell my boss something important, and we have another important errand to run before we get there. After that...” she finished buckling Isa in as Petra climbed into his seat “we’ll go get something to eat before going back to my old place.”

“We can help you move?”

“Yes Petra.”

“Does your important errand involve going to William’s?”

“Yes Mom.”

Is that the name of the jewelers?

Bingo. And the reason Mom knows is...

“So my eyes weren’t deceiving me. I assume there will be an invite to the big party soon?”

“Yes ... it’s that obvious?”

“Very. Your energy gives it away.”

“Oh, right. I sometimes forget you’re as sensitive as Pia.”

“Pia visited you last night?”

“She was our witness for that step of it. And the new license should be in the mail in a few weeks at most” Allison replied.

“I’m glad they made that easier to change, not harder like they could have. Do you have enough hands to do the move?”

“My parents and sister are meeting us at my apartment later to help.”

“See Petra? A new Mama means new Grandma and Grandpa, and a new Auntie too sometimes.”

“But, what if they’re mean?”

“Then we don’t like them.”

“Give my folks a chance Isa. My Mama` is really nice.”

“Give them our best, and let them know we’re looking forward to meeting them in person soon, okay?”

“Yes Mom.” Kara turned to face the kids. “Say goodbye to Grandma and Grandpa.”

“Bye!”

Vanessa watched the door close as the Fosters waved. “Is your daddy nice?”

“He’s very strict sometimes, but he loves me, and I’m sure he’ll love you too.”

“And...”

“And Miranda is fun. Her partner might be there too.”

“Are they a boy or a girl?”

“Neither, Petra. They don’t identify as either.”

“Oh, like Luke from school. Okay!”

I thought I’d have some difficulty explaining that to them.

Oh, not at all. Their group of friends at school are actually pretty diverse. Ask them about them if you want.

I think I will, Matron`. “Do you have any other friends like Luke?”

“No. But Lucy’s mommy and daddy thought she was a boy until this year, and Troy has two daddies. Ricky is darker than you, and Tina looks like the lady from the special market.”

Special market?

The Asian food market. We sometimes go there for stuff we can’t find at our usual place.

“Do any of those things make any of your friends at school weird?”

“Only to Marcy’s mom. She’s mean.”