Chapter 3

Grinning, Jacob/Jacqueline said, “And I wouldn’t mind, Xav. But let’s have dinner first!”

Letting go of Jacqui’s hands, I took my seat at the head of the table and was surprised when Jacqui took the seat beside me and opposite Madison. I looked for JoJo and found her at the other end, with her mother sitting beside Madison. I didn’t see Charlie, but he reappeared carrying a drinks tray. Circling the table, he filled the water glasses for everyone and offered a selection of soft drinks, beer or wine. Madison chose a sugar-free soft drink, but the rest of us opted for white wine.

Once we’d helped ourselves to chicken wings, bread, salad and seasoned chips, Charlie circled the table again, ensuring everyone had topped up their drinks, then placed the tray on the side table before standing just behind JoJo’s right shoulder.

Once everyone settled, I stood, held my glass up and said, “A toast. To new friends and new beginnings.”

Everyone chorused, “New friends and new beginnings.”

I noticed Charlie didn’t join in. Instead, he remained quietly demure as he waited to serve JoJo. Conversation flowed easily between JoJo and her mother, and Roxy soon had Madison chattering away, too. My oldest friend seemed unusually quiet and unsure of what to do or say. I could understand his nervousness because of the dramatic shift his appearance had taken.

Deciding to play things as if he were a female friend, and this our first date, I picked up Jacob/Jacqui ... wiping the name Jacob firmly from my mind for the time being, I corrected my thinking and thought, ‘Jacqui. He’s ... shit ... she’s Jacqui, your new girlfriend, and this is our first dinner at my home, and she’s meeting my family for the first time.’

Now I was sure I had my thoughts ordered, I lifted Jacqui’s hand and kissed the back of it before lowering it down, keeping our fingers entwined, and said, “Tell me about yourself, Jacqui. How do you know these reprobates I call family?”

Smiling gratefully, Jacob replied, “Actually, Xavier. These are my family, too. It’s just we’ve been estranged for years, so I’ve never met you before now. I’ve wanted to meet you for years, though.”

“Well, honey. I’m thrilled to finally meet you. After dinner, would you like to dance with me?”

Jacqui blushed before lowering her eyes and saying, “Yes, Xavier. I’d like that very much.”

My eyes shifted around the table because it was so silent you could hear a pin drop. I saw my mother-in-law smiling at me through the tears in her eyes and my wife looking fiercely proud. Even Madison nodded approvingly.

“What?” I asked.

“You’re a good man, Xavier,” Roxy stated. “I’m so happy you can be okay with Jacqui being Jacqui.”

Needing to drop the charade momentarily, I asked, “You’ve known about this, Mumsie? For how long?”

“I caught him wearing my knickers and bra the first time when he was probably nine or ten, but I suspect he’d been doing it for years before then.”

Jacqui’s blush confirmed Roxy’s suspicions.

“Later, as JoJo developed, I’d find more pairs of knickers and bras in the wash than JoJo could possibly have worn, some with obvious cum stains on the front. Initially, I was concerned that JoJo had begun a sexual relationship with a boy at a way too young age. I asked her, of course, but JoJo insisted she was still a virgin, and I had no cause to doubt her. That left one possibility, so I asked Jacob, and he admitted he’d snuck the knickers and bras out of JoJo’s drawers and masturbated whilst wearing them.”

“You were okay about it?”

“Not really. Oh, that came out wrong. I mean, I was fine about Jacob wanting to wear women’s underwear and masturbate, but I wasn’t happy about him taking JoJo’s to do it.”

“You weren’t worried he was gay?”

“Could not have cared less, Xavier. Come on! You already know that!”

Grinning, I replied, “I do, Mumsie. Just checking reflexively, I guess.”

I turned to my friend before saying, “Jacqui, do you mind if I talk to my old friend Jacob for a moment?”

“No, Xavier, of course not. We are one, after all.”

“I know, Jaco. But I wanted you to feel as you’re presenting, as a pretty young woman out on a date with her new man.”

“It does feel like that, Xav. It feels wonderful.”

“Good. Then we’ll go out for dinner sometime soon and have an actual date. Just you and I, or perhaps, we can double date –You with me, and Bella with Peter.”

“Oh, husband?” JoJo drawled. “And what am I? Yesterday’s leftovers?”

But I could tell my wife was only kidding, so I answered, “Well, I’m sure Charlie would be happy to spend the night taking one-on-one lessons on how to be a better submissive from you, baby JoJo.”

“Don’t you ‘baby JoJo’ me, husband!” But cutting her eyes to her mother and giggling didn’t help to make her sound serious, so I chose to ignore her.

“Are you gay, Jaco?” I asked as gently as I could. It wouldn’t make a skerrick of difference to me or our relationship if he were. But Jacob needed to admit it to himself if he wanted to remain mentally healthy.

“No, Xav. I know you wouldn’t care if I was, but I’m not giving up Bella, JoJo or Mum anytime soon. And if Madison joins us, as JoJo is suggesting, I hope she can come to love and want to make love with me, too.”

I turned to see Madison’s reaction to what Jacob said. But she either didn’t hear or didn’t care because she laughed as she bantered with JoJo and Roxy. I did notice her slightly parted lips and flushed cheeks. I glanced down and saw Roxy’s hand was between Madison’s legs, quite close to her pussy and that Roxy was lightly running her fingers up and down Madison’s inner thigh.

“Do you think you might be transgender?” I asked.

“Maybe, Xav. But I think, at this point, I’m a fetish dresser. I wear women’s clothes and present as close to female as possible for the purpose of sexual gratification.”

I leant over and kissed Jacob’s lips softly, then whispered, “I’d like to resume my date with Jacqui now if I could?”

“Of course, Xav.”

Giving Jacqui’s hand a squeeze, I whispered, “I’m going to take you to bed later tonight and gratify you so much you’ll be walking as funny as I’m sure Bella and Peter will be tomorrow.”

I must have spoken louder than I thought because the girls all fell silent and looked towards us.

Deciding to brazen things out, I said, “What? I’m going to, so unless one of you wants me to do that to them, too, what’s the problem?”

Everyone laughed, and conversations resumed. Holding Jacqui’s hand throughout dinner made eating difficult, but I knew my friend needed the physical acceptance my holding his hand gave him, so I made do. Madison broke my chicken wings into manageable pieces for me without saying anything and poured some balsamic vinegar dressing over my salad.

“Thank you, Madison,” I smiled.

“You’re welcome, Dax,” Madison teased.

“Dax?” Roxy queried.

“The main character in the book ‘The Adventurers’,” I explained. “JoJo assigned me that name for the show with Mum.”

“You know, Xavier? If you grew a thin moustache, you’d even look as Harold described Dax,” Roxy teased.

“Maybe I should learn to ride Polo Ponies then?” I shot back.

“Or you could just ride the four of us,” JoJo bantered.

“Sadly, wifey, I’m not hung like a horse, so I doubt that will work.”

“Oh, I don’t know,” Jacqui drawled. “It’s plenty big enough to fill me!”

I thought Madison’s sudden gasp was of surprise. But when I looked, Roxy had slipped her finger inside Madison’s thong and was clearly stroking Madison’s folds.

JoJo clapped her hands, “Charlie! Clean the table, scrape the plates, then load the dishwasher.”

Charlie dutifully followed his sister’s demands. But, weirdly, her authoritative tone caused an erection to bulge in his pants.

‘Interesting,’ I thought. ‘Charlie really does have quite pronounced submissive tendencies.’

As Charlie began removing plates, JoJo walked behind Madison’s chair. Then, holding my gaze, she brushed Madison’s hair off her long neck before kissing and nibbling where Madison’s neck met her shoulder. Madison’s eyes closed, and she leant back into JoJo, and I swear, she almost purred. Next, still holding my eyes with hers, JoJo cupped Madison’s gorgeous but slightly saggy breasts and ran her thumbs over Madison’s nipples.

“Hmmmm,” Maddison sighed.

As Jacqui and I watched, Roxy encouraged Madison to lift her foot onto the chair’s seat. Next, Roxy pulled Madison’s G-string aside, exposing Madison’s bald pussy, and ran her finger along Madison’s slit before dipping it into Madison’s vulva. Removing her finger, Roxy offered it to JoJo to taste. Then, as if Roxy’s finger was a penis, JoJo sucked it into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it.

“Gaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwdddddddd!” Jacqui moaned. And it was all I could do not to moan with her.

“Like what you see, huh, Jacqui? I can see by my husband’s hooded eyelids he does,” My wife asked archly. “Think, Mr Xavier, Miss Jacqui, as you two are making love to one another, Roxy, Madison and I will do the same thing!”

Chuckling, I riposted, “Wifey, that is a cruel and unusual punishment. It’s illegal in the USA!”

“Shame we’re not in America, then, isn’t it, Hubby?”

“That it is, Wifey. That it is.”

Charlie re-entered the dining room, but before he got more than two steps into the room, JoJo barked, “Clear a space in the lounge so we can dance, Chaz.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Charlie acquiesced.

“Me thinks you’re enjoying bossing your brother around way too much, Baby JoJo,” I teased.

“It is fun, Xavier,” JoJo replied. “But he’s gotten hedonistic, and it needs to be fixed. He’s only young, but if we can’t get him heading down a safe, productive track soon, he’ll become nothing but a playboy and lothario, using the money he earns from the movie sales to seduce and corrupt women. On that path, he becomes a drug and sex addict, and we lose him to an overdose or suicide.”

“Wow!” I said. “That’s insightful and probably accurate. But, Mrs Johns, aren’t I supposed to be the head shrink?”

“Do you think we live in a vacuum, Xavier? I hear what you say, and I often read the same journals and psychology articles as you so that I can hold conversations like this with you. We’re a team, Mr Johns. You best remember that!”

A few minutes later, Charlie returned to say the lounge was ready, so I took Jacqui’s hand and led her to the improvised dance floor. It would be interesting because Jacqui and I can dance, but we are both used to leading, and I wasn’t sure how well she’d go following my lead. I needn’t have worried, though. Even on her 4-inch heels and going backwards, Jacqui followed my every move with ease.

Jacqui and I danced alone through three songs as the others whooped and clapped until JoJo took Madison’s hand and swung her onto the floor. To my surprise, JoJo took the traditional male role and put her hand on Madison’s taut buttocks, pulled her close and led the dance. Madison smiled and ground her pelvis against JoJo as they danced.

JoJo had forbidden Charlie to dance, made him strip to a tiny man’s thong, and locked his wrists onto the drinks tray. Charlie’s role was to circle the room, ensuring everyone’s drink was fresh or topped up. That, of course, left Roxy without a dance partner. I didn’t want to leave Roxy sitting alone for any length of time, but I wanted to see if I could turn Jacqui on because, surprisingly, although we danced with our pelvises pressed together, I felt no evidence of Jacqui’s thick, 7-inch cock.

Looking at my best friend, I wondered what to do to make his cock throb and ache. Jacqui, as Jacob, and I had fucked many times before, but it was always as we fucked our women. Jacob’s and my sexual intimacy at those times was something we did to excite our women, so our arousal was a given because we were already making love with Bella, JoJo and Roxy.

In the end, I decided that a human body was a human body. Therefore, whatever turned a woman on, would probably turn a man on, too. With that in mind, I kissed Jacqui’s lips lightly, then when she turned her head to deepen the kiss, I touched the tip of my tongue to the corner of her mouth, where the top and bottom lips join, and ran it softly along her lips before gently tonguing the opposite corner.

Jacqui moaned and pressed her leanly muscled body to mine. So, letting my right hand drop onto her butt, I pulled Jacqui tightly to me and ground my semi-hard cock against her abdomen. Jacqui moaned again, so I kissed her full lips more insistently. This time, as our lips pressed together, I sent my tongue out, touched it to Jacqui’s lips and insisted on entry. Sighing, Jacqui parted her lips, and my tongue delved into her mouth and brushed against her tongue.

“Oh, lawd,” Jacqui moaned as our tongues intertwined.

Jacqui broke the kiss and opened her eyes, “Jaysus, Xavier!” She groaned. “Getting an erection with a gaff on is a terrible idea!”

“Take it off, then,” I commanded.

“But my cock will show!”

“I didn’t ask you, my girl,” I firmly explained. “I told you.”

Lowering her eyes, Jacqui whispered, “Yes, Sir.”

Pulling her dress above her slim hips, Jacqui pulled her gaff down and stepped out of it. Her ragingly erect 7-inch todger exploded into view. Groaning lustfully, I pulled my closest friend in for another kiss as I wrapped my hand around her throbbing shaft.

“Gawd!” Roxy moaned.

I looked to where my mother-in-law sat on the couch, legs up and apart. With her cunt displayed lewdly, she shoved three fingers into her sopping vulva as she thumbed her clit.

“Like what you see, Mumsie?” I asked as I grinned.

“Fuck, yes, Xavier,” Roxy averred, “Hottest thing ever!”

“Oh, I don’t know, Mumsie,” I teasingly replied. “Have you seen Bella riding Peter Peterson yet?”

Groaning, Roxy glared at me before saying, “You know damned well I haven’t, Mr Xavier Johns! Putting that image in my mind is just dirty play!”

I wasn’t sure what to do to help Roxy, but my gorgeous wife did. She kissed Madison passionately, spun her, whispered something in Madison’s ear and sent her towards Roxy.

Looking bashful, Madison pleaded, “Will you dance with me, Mrs Rosborough, please?”

“I’d love to, gorgeous one,” Roxy smiled

They soon kissed and moved as they held each other’s asses and ground together. Madison was significantly taller than Roxy, but it was apparent Roxy was in charge. So I wasn’t the least surprised when Roxy took Madison’s hand and led her to the house’s main bedroom, where Roxy slept.

Sure as hell, I didn’t want my wife to be missing out, but when I turned Jacqui, I saw Charlie kneeling between his sister’s thighs, frantically tonguing her to an orgasm. Charlie was still cuffed to the now empty drinks tray, but he’d pushed it under the sofa chair JoJo sat on and used his tongue to JoJo’s advantage.

Looking at me, JoJo groaned, “Take Jacqui to bed, husband. I’ll see you in the morning.”

Moving my hand from her cock, I took Jacqui’s hand and led her to the spare room in Roxy’s and her home. I didn’t want to take Jacqui to Jacob’s room because even though Jacob and I had enjoyed many a dalliance there with JoJo, Bella, Roxy and Charlie, I wanted Jacqui to know she was paramount in my mind.

Closing the door and lowering the dimmer lights until the room was bathed in a soft glow, I took my oldest friend in my arms, lifted her, and lowered her onto the bed. Then, turning Jacqui so that she faced me, I touched her face and then her lips before brushing her lips lightly with mine.

Putting her head on my shoulder, underneath my cheek, I reached to grab her firm, toned ass and ground her against my rapidly hardening todger, “I love you, Jacqui,” I whispered. “I’m glad you’ve chosen me to explore this with.”

Jacqui shivered in my arms before smiling happily against my shoulder, “You talk too much, Xav,” she jokingly said. “Less talking, more making love.”

Thinking through what Jacqui needed me to do, I realised that she didn’t need me to make love to her cock, as if she was a man. We males are very cock-centric in our lovemaking. Probably because all of our erogenous zones, except for our prostate gland, our P-spot, are outside our bodies. Whereas a woman’s most important erogenous zone is her mind, and her second most important, her G-spot, is inside. To make Jacqui complete in our lovemaking, I needed to make love to her as a woman, not as another male as I’d done in the past.

Keeping that thought in mind, I decided to treat Jacqui’s cock as if it was her clitoris. In other words, I’d only put my hands and mouth on it after I’d gotten her ready by exploring the rest of her erogenous zones. So I rolled Jacqui onto her back before exchanging passionate kisses with her. Then I reached behind her and slowly pulled down the zip on her dress. Next, I undid the clasp on her bra and slowly slid it off her shoulders, taking the ‘chicken fillets’ she’d placed in the cups to give the appearance of breasts with it. Finally, I released Jacqui’s lips and slid down until I could lick and lightly suckle on her nipples.

“Oh Gawd, Xav,” Jacqui moaned. “Yes! Just like that!”

As I kissed down her body, I peeled Jacqui’s dress from her until, with a final gentle tug, I pulled it off her legs and dropped it onto the ground. My best friend was now naked in front of me. Jacob and I had been naked together many times as we’d fucked our women, but this was the first time I’d been naked with him as Jacqui. To help with the illusion that was Jacqui, Jacob had shaved every inch of hair except that that originated from his scalp. So, if I discounted her cock, what I had writhing under my touch was a pretty, slim, young woman with an oversized clitoris. The ball sack, I chose to ignore.

Kissing down her body, I encouraged Jacqui to roll onto her stomach. Then, moving back to the top, I kissed along her shoulders and nipped where her neck met her shoulders as I ground my rampantly erect cock against her ass cheeks.

“Gawd, Xav,” Jacqui moaned. “Stop teasing, and fuck me!”

Of course, I ignored her! Instead, kissing down Jacqui’s spine, I continued making love to her as if she were JoJo or Bella. Moving lower still, I tongued Jacqui’s cleft before running my tongue over her rosebud. Next, I spread her ass cheeks with my hands and forced as much of my tongue into her ass as it would take.

Jacob, until recently, had had anal sex regularly in the porn movies he’d filmed for Peterson Publishing, so I didn’t need to stretch his anal passage to accept my cock. So, all I had to do was ensure he was adequately lubricated for penetration. However, I didn’t want to take my friend, with him presenting as a woman for the first time, from behind. Instead, I wanted to gaze lovingly into her eyes as I gently slid into her. So, I gently encouraged Jacqui onto her back before I took her thick, hard cock into my mouth.

“That’s so good, Xavier,” Jacqui sighed. “For an amateur, you do that exceptionally well!”

Although having my friend moaning and groaning under my touch had me hotter than a firecracker in a gas oven, and it was all I could do not swallow her cock and bring her to fruition, I didn’t want her to think of what I was doing as being blown. So, to stop that thought from being in her mind, I wrapped my hand around her shaft, with only her purple glans showing above where I gripped. Then I flicked my tongue over the head and delved into the eye of Jacqui’s cock before taking all of her glands into my mouth and gently sucking.

As I’d hoped, Jacqui came immediately, and with a softly exhaled moan, her cock exploded in my mouth.

“Ahhhhhhhh,” Jacqui sighed as I sucked and swallowed her cum gift.

Now that my lover had orgasmed, and as I would if my friend was a biological girl, I gently pushed her legs back and apart, lifting her rosebud until it met the head of my now aching and throbbing cock. Then, shifting my hips forward, I slowly forced my dick past her ring and through her knot. Jacqui jumped and slightly bucked as her knot gave way before my invading penis, and I was soon buried to my pubic hair in my friend’s ass.

Jacqui lay with her head thrown back, eyes closed, and arms gripping the sheets, moaning as I slowly pumped into her.

“Yes, Xavier. That feels so good! Do me, lover. Do me good!”

I was going to do exactly that! So licking my fingers, I gently circled the slickly shining, purple head of her cock before circling the crown with my thumb and forefinger and running my thumb up and back from just before her cock’s eye to the base of her frenulum. With her eyes tightly closed, Jacqui moaned and began thrusting her hips up to meet my downward stroke.

A soft moan escaped from her lips as Jacqui twitched under me. Smiling because I now knew the head of my dick was sliding across Jacqui’s P-spot as I stroked into her, I slowly increased the speed and force of my thrusts.

Faster and faster, I pounded my friend until Jacqui’s eyes flew open, and she lifted herself to grasp my forearms and gaze intently into my eyes.

“You must come in me now, Xavier. You just must! Come in me, and I’m going to fucking explode!”

I’d already reached that exquisite point of no return, so kissing my lover’s pouting lips, I jerked my hips forward one more time before grunting and filling Jacqui’s tight, gripping ass with cum.

Feeling my semen boil into her colon shattered what little restraint Jacqui had left, and with a womanly squeal, Jacqui shot her juices between our bellies as her orgasm thundered through her.

Exhausted, I rolled off Jacqui and turned her so that she faced me, ensuring her head rested on my shoulder, kissed her sweet lips and fell asleep. As I slipped into Morpheus’s grasp, I dreamed of a future I could share with all of my extended family. But, before I sank deeper into a dreamless sleep, I saw a faceless image of a father/daughter duo that would significantly impact both of my family’s lives.

Unfortunately, the next morning, I forgot the dream. It wasn’t until a few weeks later, when I met Alan and Alannah Morrison, that I remembered it.

When I woke, I found Jacqui had turned sometime during the night, and we now lay as big and little spoon, with me in the big spoon position. Spooned was the position I most regularly slept with either JoJo or Bella in, and I had subconsciously done what I typically did with them. My right hand cupped Jacqui’s breast, or more accurately, where her breast should have been, and my thumb stroked idle circles over and around her arousal-hard nipple.

The interesting change was that instead of my thumb on a clitoris and my fingers delving into a soaking wet snatch, I had my hand wrapped around Jacqui’s throbbing dick as I slowly masturbated her. Jacqui, biting her hand to try and keep quiet, was slowly oscillating her tight buns over my glans, trying to get my rampantly erect cock to pop into her ass. So, shifting my grip to the base of Jacqui’s shaft, I pressed her against me, preventing her from moving, then, once I’d lined up the head of my cock with her rosebud, I pushed firmly into her.

Jacqui sighed happily as her sphincter relaxed, allowing me to come to rest with pubic bone pressed firmly against her taut buns.

“Make love to me, Xav, please,” Jacqui whispered softly. “Pretend I’m a girl, and take me slowly.”

“Anything for you, Jacqui, my love,” I replied as I stroked her shaft lightly and gently thrust into her tight love canal.

Listening carefully to Jacqui’s sighs and groans, I synchronised my movements to hers and soon had her teetering on the precipice of an orgasmic explosion.

Jacqui was close but not quite there, so I gripped her shaft more firmly before thrusting into her tight rear fuck hole harder. Then I whispered, “Cum for me, my love.”

Stretching her hand back to grab a handful of my hair, Jacqui arched her back, forcing her ass tightly down onto my thrusting cock, and squealed as her cock pulsed in my hand and jets of cum blasted from its eye. The spasms of her orgasm clenched her rear fuck hole onto the head of my cock, and having lost control, I jetted blast after blast of my man juice into her tightly gripping, slippery ass.

Feeling my semen splashing over her P-spot caused Jacqui to shudder through two more small orgasms before my dick deflated, and I fell from inside her. Then, turning to face me, Jacqui said, “Thank you, Xavier. I won’t need this very often, but when I do, will you make love to me again?”

“Of course, Jacob,” I replied, knowing the fantasy that was Jacqui was over for now.

Jacob rolled out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Once he strutted back in, all signs of makeup gone, I took my shower, changed, and walked to the kitchen. Entering, I found Roxy, Madison, and my wife sitting, eating toast, drinking coffee and chatting. Charlie, dressed only in a loin cloth, his muscled shoulders and torso gleaming with oil, stood deferentially at JoJo’s shoulder. If any of the women wanted anything, Charlie quickly leapt to provide it.

Walking swiftly around to my wife, I grabbed her hands, pulled her to her feet, picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. Then I smacked her bum before carrying her out the door and back to the room Jacob and I had just vacated.

JoJo used her hands to lift herself far enough to growl at Charlie, “Chaz! You may kneel at Madison’s feet before kissing them. Once you have done that, you may beg her to take you to your room, punish you appropriately, and then reward you in a way she feels fit.”

“Yes, Ma’am,” Charlie acquiesced before kneeling before Madison.

When JoJo and I returned to the kitchen an hour later, Charlie and Madison were still absent. Roxy and Jacob sat drinking coffee and chatting, though.

Kissing my mother-in-law fondly, I asked, “Still no sign of Peter or Mum?”

“Not yet,” Mumsie replied.

“Well, if the mountain won’t come... “ I joked. But before I could finish the homily, the front door opened, and a wincing Peter Peterson followed a beaming Bella Johns into the room.

Madison led Charlie into the kitchen at the same time Mum and Peter walked in. Charlie was collared with a leash that Madison held. Charlie was naked except for cock cage, with his hands cuffed behind him. Madison wore only a tiny, black string thong and 7-inch pumps. Her dirty blonde hair had been pulled into a severe ponytail, and she’d taken the time to do her makeup thoroughly. Strutting proudly, Madison led Charlie to his sister and instructed him to kneel before her before she handed JoJo the leash.

“Tell your Mistress what you did,” Madison curtly instructed Charlie.

Too embarrassed to look at his sister, Charlie confessed, “I came before Mistress Madison allowed me to, Mistress JoJo. I beg your forgiveness and promise to do better next time.”

“Perhaps I will forgive you, little one,” JoJo mused. “But you will wear the cage until you have brought every woman in our combined families to orgasm with your fingers and tongue at least twice. More, if they require it.”

“May I get release after they’ve cum the second time, Mistress?” Charlie pleaded.

“No. Not until you have completed your tasks. Only then will I allow you to masturbate until you cum.”

Stifling a sigh, which would only deepen the hole he’d dug for himself, Jacob said, “Yes, Mistress.”

Charlie resumed his place behind JoJo’s right shoulder.

I’d been watching Peter during this exchange. I knew Mum wouldn’t be bothered. In fact, she’d see it as the correct course to reign in Charlie’s hedonistic lifestyle and get him thinking about properly pleasing a woman, not just using her for sex. But I wanted to observe Peter’s reaction. If we were to invite Peter to join our families, he needed to not only accept what we had to offer but want to be actively involved with it.

As I watched, Roxy stood up, walked over to Bella, took her hand, then kissed her, “Come lie with me and tell me how things went last night, lover. I think your son and your man need to talk.”

Peter’s eyes, which had remained steady during JoJo, Madison and Charlie’s exchange, widened as Roxy casually took his lover from him and took her to her bed.

“OMG, Roxy!” Mum said excitedly, as she followed Roxy to Roxy’s bedroom. “What a night!”

“You slut!” Roxy joked. “How many holes did you give him?”

“All three, of course,” Mum said primly. “I’m a good girl, after all!”

JoJo stood and took Madison’s hand. Then turning to Charlie, she said, “You can change the sheets on the bed Xavier and Jacob used. Once the bed is clean and made, you may give Madison and me the first of the two orgasms we’re owed.”

“Gladly, Mistress,” Charlie dutifully said as he followed the girls from two steps behind.

“Have you had breakfast, Peter?” I asked.

“Yes, Xavier, thank you. Bella cooked for me this morning. That’s why we’re a little late.”

I knew Peter had questions, so I waited patiently, sipping the tea Charlie had brought me.

Peter tried about three times before finally asking, “Xavier, you’re okay with me staying with your mother last night?”