Chapter 5: The Beginning of the Introductions?

(Friday Early Afternoon, the 31^st day of January 2020)

Jean-Henri and Danielle enter his house. Once inside, Danielle attempts to talk to Jean-Henri about her place.

Jean-Henri sides steps the issue, remarking: “Danielle you look so serine, so tranquil. You have the look of a woman freshly fucked - by another woman.” He turns to Nanette, who has returned from freshening up, and says: “Thank You” and kisses her gently.

Danielle again attempts to speak to Jean-Henri about this issue. This time he looks at her directly and says: “Your Elder Sister has prepared you! I have failed my ladies twice already; I must not fail them again. It is their approval you must seek, their consent you must get - not mine. Have patience, your wish, and mine, may be granted soon.”

Jean-Henri addresses both women: “Let’s snack on some fruit, cheese, and crackers while we wait. No wine until after we discuss the issues. That works?” Both women nod their assent.

The Divas arrive over time.

The first to arrive is Lisa. She lets herself in. She regally enters the room where the three await her, then pauses to find the one who still makes her heart throb after all these years. She is a woman of indefinite age, an apparent holder of eternal youth. Her dirty blond hair is exquisitely coiffured in a Cleopatra style with rose highlights. Her diaphanous unbleached undyed fine raw silk one shouldered wrap, reminiscent of something worn by a Greek goddess on the hunt, accented by pin, sash, and trim of, what looks like, spun rose gold - accentuates her lean athletic body and her very well-endowed gravity defying bosom. She stands in four-inch spiked sandals laced, with the same spun rose gold, up her calf. Her nails are done with a rose-colored polish infused with gold flakes; her clutch and shades are coated with a matching lacquer. She is a virtual goddess walking on earth.

She spots Jean-Henri as he moves to greet her. She simply holds her arms out to embrace him.

They unhurriedly tenderly embrace and kiss. The kiss goes on and on as they constantly shift their bodies to do the impossible - literally melt into each other to become one. They part their mouths and a simultaneous duet of “I’ve missed you” is heard.

With eyes just for each other, she steps back to make room between them; she reaches in and undoes her sash then tugs the dress open; revealing that, as inferred, she is wearing nothing more. She then goes to remove the pin on her shoulder that would drop her dress and completely disrobe her.

Jean-Henri stills her hand, he gently says: “Our other selves are not here yet.”

Lisa replies in an equally gentle voice: “It has been over a day since I’ve had you.”

“Neither have the others, please be fair.”

“I desire you now, I will not begrudge the others equal alone time in compensation.”

Jean-Henri looks at the other two women in the room, who are avidly watching the couple: “We are not alone.”

Lisa turns her head to look at what he is looking at: “Nanette is already ours and we shall see about Danielle in time.”

Jean-Henri guides Lisa’s gaze back to his: “Yes, that is one reason that we should wait, to see about Danielle’s fitness and the other is the discussion that I called you for.”

Lisa studies Jean-Henri for a few moments: “I see that I am not going to persuade you. (She gives him a quick peck of the lips) If you are not going to make me satisfied then please make me presentable.”

With that she holds out her arms from her sides allowing him to re-wrap her in her dress and retie the sash. Of course, this was accompanied with copious fit and trim checks both under and over the dress which they seem to enjoy immensely.

They settle down in a seat to wait together for their others; exchanging small talk while embraced.

After a few minutes wait Holly arrives; she too lets herself in. She sensually strides in to the room and stops in front of the pair of her others. All eyes are drawn to her as the room is gradually charged with her sexual heat. Her red hair is piled high on top of head; with only artful drops of ringlets by her temples, her alabaster neck and pink tinged ears are exhibited. Her very very ample lightly freckled breasts are contained, after a fashion, by a sleeveless silk lined stretch jean jacket re-cut as a shelf brassier. Her top is matched by a pair of oh-it-fits-so-right high-waist tapered-leg stretch jeans with the outer seams replaced by laces from waist to hem. Both top and bottom highlight her Serena Williams like physique. She too wears high heel sandals but hers sports a narrow wedge for a heel with an upper that consist only of a single padded strap, a post between the big and second toes to anchor the strap and loops on each side of the instep to guide the strap. She also has painted her nails with a metallic fleck infused polish, hers is royal blue and gold. She also carries matching lacquered pocketbook and sunglasses. She’s a ‘Hulkstress’ among women.

Holly first pulls up Lisa for a thorough kiss with roaming hands; Lisa lets her hands roam during the kiss, touching skin as much as possible. After a while, Holly becomes aware of Jean-Henri standing close next to her. She rolls from Lisa to Jean-Henri and torridly kisses him rubbing her hands all over him as he reciprocates by kneading her wherever. She winds down and hugs the both of them while they hug each other.

Each looks at the other two and at an unseen count the say: “I’ve missed you” as a synced trio. There is a moment when six hands rub three backs.

Holly breaks the tableau by looking at Lisa and saying: “You Slut! You were going to fuck him right here; weren’t you. Don’t deny it.”

Lisa breaks in to a tinkling laugh and retorts: “Yes, I’m His Slut and I’m denying nothing. Of course, I wanted that wide canoe up my canal as soon as I laid eyes on him; I even offered compensatory alone time for the two of you. But, my bitch, if you got here first you would have tried to go for it too, judging from the scorching kiss a minute ago.”