Chapter 9

I sat at the kitchen table and stared at the pile of books in front of me. Today was the first day of my Junior year, a time that everyone kept telling me was one of the most important in my life. What I did this year would largely affect which university I attended and by default, influence how successful I could be the rest of my life.

Grades, test scores, swim times, extra-curricular activities, service hours, and all the other things that colleges expected of you.

It wasn’t that I felt like I needed to do it all at once since I had been working toward this for the last several years, but as the year was starting, it all felt a bit overwhelming.

I was still sitting there several minutes later when Mom walked into the kitchen. She took one look at me and sat down beside me.

“Want to talk about it?” She asked.

I shrugged. I knew I could talk to my mom about anything, heck, we talked about sex on a fairly regular basis these days. If we could chat about sex positions and how to safely tie a woman to the bed, it was a safe bet that we could talk about anything.

“Just feeling a bit overwhelmed, I guess,” I replied.

“Don’t worry too much, James,” she said. “Just keep doing the same things you’ve done up until now and it shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Up to now I didn’t have three girlfriends,” I replied with a groan.

Mom got this serious look on her face for a moment and I worried she was going to go all momma bear and tell Jennifer and Sarah they needed to back off, but then she suddenly stopped.

“If you are the Dominant in these relationships, then why are you doing all the work?” She asked.

“I’m trying to take care of them! You threatened me if didn’t!” I exclaimed.

“James, taking care of them doesn’t mean doing work, it means being dependable, trustworthy, and loyal. Jennifer would do anything for you and doing it would make her happy.” She paused and looked at me with that mother look that makes you feel about five years old again. “Sarah would too, you know. She is a lot like I was at that age, she’s just been lucky to find an environment in which it is safe for her to explore.”

“Let them do more of the work,” she continued, “Give them some tasks, that will ultimately make them happy. You are a natural leader, a natural organizer. Just be yourself and quit worrying so much.”

I dawned on me that she was right. I’d been focused more on the responsibility side of things and not enough on the communication side of things. I needed to set some boundaries and expectations.

“Thanks Mom. Love you!” I said as I rose and gave her a hug. She hugged me back and I worried she wasn’t going to let go. Finally, she released me and I was able to take a breath.

Before she could grab me again, or spank me for pretending that I couldn’t breathe, I grabbed my books and headed out the door. Jennifer had picked up Sarah and Lisa and they were just pulling into the driveway when I walked out the door.

On the drive to school, I was busy thinking about what I needed to change. The reality of it was that I really didn’t need to change anything. Jennifer was making arrangements for transportation, and meals and even swimming, while Lisa and Sarah were ensuring that everyone at school knew that I was their boyfriend and at least one of them was with me as I walked from class to class.

Since I had given Jennifer the slave anklet, she had been positively devoted to me. She was now sleeping with me during the week, since Mom insisted that I spend weeknights in my bed, but my weekends were spent at Jennifer’s house. She had even filled part of a closet with clothes she had purchased for me. But no matter where we slept, or didn’t sleep, or how much time I spent with her, she always seemed to be smiling and happy.

For that matter, so did Sarah and Lisa.

I guess I had been worried about the fact that they all seemed happy, but I felt like had hadn’t done anything to deserve it. And instead, I needed to man up and just get on with life.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Jennifer asked quietly, leaning over and gently touching me on the arm.

“Just thinking about how lucky I am to have you all,” I said, and then realized that I was alone in the car with Jennifer. Then I realized we were parked at school and Sarah and Lisa must have gotten out of the car.

“They went in, but asked that I talk to you,” Jennifer said, as if reading my mind.

“I need to talk to you as well,” I replied.

“Care to share what’s been bothering you? We’re all a little worried about you.” Jennifer said, her voice quiet but the concern was loud and clear.

“I’m just worried about you, about Sarah and Lisa and how I’m not doing a good job of paying attention to you, showing how much I care about you.”

“And that is why we love you, James!” Jennifer said as she leaned over and hugged my arm. “But please don’t worry about us, about me in particular. You’ve made me incredibly happy, and I am more than content to simply be by your side and bask in the glow of your success, knowing that I had some small part in it.”

I looked over at Jennifer and saw the raw emotion in her eyes, “You deserve much more than that,” I started, but she interrupted me by grabbing my head and pulling me in for a kiss.

When she broke the kiss, she looked up and me. “It is kind of you to say so, but as you have seen, without someone like you in my life, I would just sit around the house and fret about what I should do today. It may seem bizarre to you, sometimes it even seems bizarre to me, like there is something wrong with me. But with you, I just feel safe, I have a purpose, and every day is that much better because of you.”

I shook my head because I felt like I was a fraud. I felt like half the time I didn’t know what I was doing or what I was supposed to do, much less help someone else know what they were supposed to do.

“Just enjoy yourself and quit worrying. We’ve got you. And not to worry, we’ll let you know when you are being an idiot!” Jennifer said and then gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Now get out there and pay attention to your girlfriends!”

I realized that she was telling me the same thing that my mother had tried to tell me this morning. I nodded and gave her a quick kiss, and then hopped out of the car and walked into the building.

Sarah and Lisa were waiting for me just inside the door, and try both broke out into big smiles when they realized that I was in a better mood. They each grabbed an arm and we walked down the hall, announcing to the world that we were a thing.

I was laying on the ground gasping for breath after a particularly hard workout. I kept telling Jennifer and my coach that I was a swimmer, not a runner. Neither of them paid any attention to me anymore. Since Jennifer had brought in several national coaches to review our training program, the near unanimous recommendation was that I needed to do more land work and strengthen those parts of my body that only weights and running would do.

As I lay there, thankful that the week and this workout was over, I reflected on everything that had happened this week.

First and foremost was the announcement we had made Monday morning walking into school. Just before we parted, both Sarah and Lisa had given me kisses that made me have to adjust my crotch. And throughout the week, both girls made it very clear that I was theirs.

That wasn’t as big a deal as I might have thought. Many of our friends commented that it was about time that Sarah and I got together. They struggled to understand how Lisa fit into our relationship until Tuesday after school.

Lisa and Sarah had walked me out to my car since I had to drive to swim practice. There in the parking lot, they had both kissed me and promised that Jennifer would take care of any swelling in my groin area they might have caused. But then they turned to each other and kissed, a kiss that made the ones they had given me seem tame! There was plenty of groping and grinding that accompanied the kissing as well.

They had drawn quite an audience and when they finally came up for air, they got a round of applause and whistles. They got quite a reaction from me as well, and I had to shift my backpack to be a front-pack in order to hide that reaction! Of course, unlike the boys and girls that were enjoying their display, I knew I would get to witness a replay that evening.

But then, to my surprise, they turned and each grabbed one of my arms and proceeded to plant a kiss on each cheek. Sarah took this one step further and grabbed my head and turned it planting a steaming hot kiss on my lips.

Not to be outdone, Lisa turned my head and planted a similarly hot kiss on me when Sarah released me. They had each taken time to breathe, but I was suffering from both a lack of oxygen, and also from a lack of blood flow to my brain. And while I was quite used to holding my breath for extended periods of time, I was not used to the combination!

It was a good thing the girls were holding onto me as I started to feel lightheaded. All too soon the kiss ended, and I was able to take in a great gasp of air. Once again, I heard cheers and catcalls and applause as I regained a sense of my surroundings.

I grinned at Lisa and reached down to smack her on the ass.

“Behave, both of you.” I muttered as Sarah bent over crying out “Me too!”

So, I smacked Sarah on the ass, a bit harder than I did Lisa. This caused her to jump and then rub her ass, but then she turned and melted into my embrace.

She leaned in and kissed my neck, whispering in my ear, “I will expect more of that when we get home.”

I swore she was purring as she kissed my neck, and Lisa was imitating her on the other side. They each kissed down my jaw and then they kissed each other as our three faces and lips rubbed against each other.

I finally managed to extricate myself from their embrace and climb into my car. Even then, Sarah made me roll down the window, and leaning in, giving me a great view of her breasts. She loudly offered to take care of the swelling I was experiencing in my pants on the drive over to the aquatic center.

I reached out and tweaked her nipple, causing her to draw back quickly. Taking advantage of the space, I rolled up the window and slowly pulled out of the parking lot.

Swim practice after that was a bit of a blur, I was just going through the motions as my mind kept drifting back to the scene from the parking lot. I’m sure the increased drag I was experiencing in my jammers didn’t help anything either.

After practice, I was in a hurry to get home and relieve some of the ache in my balls, but as I tried to exit the locker room, the coach called me over for a chat.

“James, I just wanted to check on you. You didn’t seem to have your head in it today, just kind of going through the motions.” He started.

“I know, Coach, I’m sorry, just have a lot on my mind.” I replied, feeling bad that I was letting him down.

“Don’t apologize to me, apologize to yourself.” He paused and ensured that he had my attention. “You are really close to making regional qualifiers. You’ve worked hard after your injury, and I think you can even make nationals if you can keep your focus.”

I was a little stunned. I’d been close last year but had kind of given up on making it this year after missing so much time over the summer.

“That workout regimen that your neighbor put you on has really paid dividends. I’ve even adopted some of the things that she was doing for the whole team. So, I just wanted to remind you about what was at stake here!”

“I get it Coach. I promise to have my head straight tomorrow!”

He just smiled and smacked me on the shoulder, and I headed out the door.

---- Mom and I came to an agreement after the first week of school that I would do my homework at home, and then after dinner I could go over to Jennifer’s house and spend the night if I wanted. Since our yards shared a common property line, and it was well shielded by a row of hedges, it kept my early morning trek to go home to shower and dress hidden from the neighbors.

Not that any of the men would mind, other than being jealous, but mom was worried about Jennifer’s reputation and to ensure that no one raised any issues that might get the authorities involved. I was 16 and well above the age of consent, but there were still some who wouldn’t approve of our relationship.

When I got home from swim, I sat down and plowed through my homework, checking it over twice since I knew Mom and Jennifer were likely to check it.

And I didn’t want anything to disturb my plans for the evening.

I had called Jennifer and told her I would take care of dinner. I had ordered a nice dinner to be delivered to her house curtesy of GrubHub at six. While that was a tad early, I wanted to be sure that I had enough time to do what I wanted and still get some sleep. It was a Friday night, but the week had been long and grueling, and I was feeling the fatigue.

About ten minutes before the food was to arrive, I walked over to Jennifer’s house and let myself in the back door. I had given her specific instructions to dress nicely as this was a special occasion. I had been vague about where we were eating, just telling her to look nice but not cocktail nice.

I could hear her still upstairs getting ready and so I walked to the front door, opening it just as the delivery driver appeared.

He handed me several bags and I handed him a nice tip before heading into the dining room. I unloaded the bags and got out the good China. I then got a pillow off the couch and placed it on the floor beside my chair.

I then headed into the den where I took a seat on the couch and propped my feet up.

I must have been more tired than I thought because the next thing I knew, Jennifer was gently massaging my feet.

“I’m sorry to have to wake you, Master, but it is quite late, and I am worried that you need to eat.”

I groggily shook my head and looked down at my watch. It was almost 10 pm!

“I’m so sorry Jennifer!” I exclaimed, sitting up quickly. And then I remembered dinner, which was probably ruined as it had been sitting out for several hours now.

Jennifer must have read my expression, as she quickly moved to prevent me from standing up.

“Don’t worry about dinner, I have taken care of it. I put away most of it, but I have some food ready for you if you’re ready to eat.”

I was hungry, now that I was awake, so I nodded, and Jennifer scurried off to the kitchen to finish warming it up. I took a moment to head to the bathroom and wash my face to help me wake up.

When I returned, Jennifer was kneeling by the couch with a plate of food on the coffee table. She looked so sexy in her little black dress and stockings, which she knew I loved. She was kneeling on a pillow and watching for me to return, her face lighting up when she saw me.

“Come have a seat, James,” she said quietly, “I’ve got a light dinner for you to eat before we head to bed.”

What followed that evening was a scene of domestic tranquility. Jennifer slowly fed me my dinner, leaning against my legs and reaching up to place each bite in my mouth.

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