Chapter 7: Gang of six, continued

"What were you and Aly doing in here all by yourselves?"

"I think she put a wrap on the 'getting to know you' phase of our new relationship. She 'interviewed' me." I couldn't help but snort a big laugh.

"What do you think of my pretty baby?" Moira smiled her pride of her child, her eyes dancing.

"Like you said, she's a delight. She inherited many of her mother's good qualities."

"Yeah? Like what?"

"She kisses real good."

I pulled Moira's face down to mine for a long soft kiss."

"Turn you on, did she? You are a dirty old man, and you haven't even cracked thirty yet."

"It was cool, but you're the turn on." I mumbled around her probing tongue.

Moira pulled her face away, and peered directly into my eyes for a moment.

"It doesn't bother you that I'm seven years older than you?"

"I never noticed." I smiled at her. "You're such a pretty."

"I'm not talking about the physical, you know."

"Yeah, I got it. I'm ignoring your intent because I don't think there's an issue here. I've been able to keep up with you so far, haven't I?"

Moira cocked her head and raised an eyebrow before nodding her head. She had a thoughtful expression in her eyes.

"It just means we'll be changing each others diapers in fifty or sixty years. No biggee." I cocked my head back at her and made my goofiest grin.

"You can be so disgusting," She snorted a laugh into my face.

"You talk too much. Kiss me, you fool." I laughed. "I've always wanted to say that."

I slid a hand up the back of her leg, trying to get a handful of her tight ass under her panties.

She pecked my lips. "I want to turn the lights down and... mmmf."

I put a big one on her. Sloppy and wet, lots of tongue. Lots of enthusiasm.

She pushed against my chest. "Let me go. I want to light some candles and play some music." She rolled in my arms to her back and hesitated, looking up at me with a twitching grin.

"I'm feeling very adventurous tonight." Her voice small. Her eyes seemed to be asking permission.

I nodded my head rapidly.

"Good. Let's take advantage of that feeling." I tried to cup her heated mons.

"Wow," I sucked air in surprise. "You are so hot!" That she was. Her puss was radiating heat. I pressed three fingers against her folds.

"Yeah, I want some more fucking."

"No tender mercies, pretty woman?"

She didn't answer. She didn't have to. Her face told more truths than words could. She was in high heat.

"Hey, you two. The neighbors are lining up on the side walk." Kerry's laughing voice brought us back.

Moira's hands jerked her skirt down over my scrubbing fingers. She struggled to stand so I boosted her up.

"Light those candles, Kerry. We gotta set the mood." She pointed at two large candles on the fireplace mantle. "I'll do the music," she said, stepping gracefully to her stereo.

Dave flopped into a slouch alongside me as the women arranged the room to their satisfaction.

"What about the kids?" Dave's tone carefully casual.

"They'll take care of themselves," I shrugged at him. "I don't think they'll have any surprises."

"What's the game plan? Moira looks like she's pretty lively tonight."

"Yeah, you might say that," I couldn't help chuckling. "She feeling 'adventurous' she says. I don't know how far she wants to go so let's play it by ear. What do you think Kerry's got in mind."

"Kerry's about three days from her menses. She'll be ravenous." Dave's eyes gleamed in the candlelight.

"I'm in the mood for some sweet lovin' with Moira, but it's been a long day. I'll have to give you the details later. One of my neighbors was a little off in her judgement." I put a fake frowny face up for him and shrugged. "I sorta accidently put a head trip on her."

Moira sashayed over to stand between my knees for a moment. That's the only word that could describe the way her hips swayed in time to the insistant base beat of the Salsa she had selected. I could only goggle at her.

"Ricky, would you mind if I sat on Dave's lap and kissed him?" Her eyebrows popped up. "I'm curious about something."

"If Kerry doesn't, I don't..." I couldn't complete the thought, Kerry's sweet voice stepped on my faint unease.

"I don't mind. Just don't ruin him for me later." Her voice broke into a giggle halfway through the sentence. "I'll snuggle up to Rick. Enjoy. Dave's a very good kisser," she said emphatically.

Kerry dropped her butt to the couch along side me. She leaned sideways across my chest twisting onto her back to look up at me. Her blue eyes gleamed dark in the candle light. I slid an arm under her shoulders and the other around her waist.

"You two are a pair, you know?" Her voice held a soft melody of gentle appreciative laughter.

"Well, thanks. I'm not quite sure what you mean."

"You've been friends since what, fourth grade?"

"Mm, hmm."

"So you have all these growing up together experiences. I get the feeling you're the adventurous one. Dave complained you got him into trouble fairly often. Hm?" Kerry flipped her eyebrows at me and grinned slightly.

"Well, sort of. He likes to say that..."

"You're the quiet one, the dominant. I think you two love each other, and are closer than brothers."

"Kerry, where are you going with this?"

"I'm going to marry him, and you're part of the package." Her face took on a serious look. "I think I should get to know you a lot better. Moira and I talked about this earlier tonight." Kerry fished for my hand and draped it low over her belly.

I had a sudden flash of intuition. The girls were way ahead of us. Dave and I had plotted a course, and now these two women were at the helm, confidently making the decisions. I stroked Kerry's cheek with my knuckles.

"She'll probably marry you, you know. Right now it's dependant on what kind of relationship you develop with Aly. That's her only concern, at this juncture."

"I'm very aware of that. Aly and I had a very nice chat earlier. She promised to be friendlier since Moira and she worked through it. I have a hunch she doesn't feel I'm competition for her mother's attention, but maybe another source."

"I think we should plan another group outing. Ever been to the Red, White and Blue beach?"

Kerry leaned her head back against the arm rest. She seemed very content to just lay back and relax.

"I've heard about it. It's a nude beach?"

"Yes. I love the place. There's something exciting about twelve naked people playing a hot game of volleyball." Kerry chuckled.

I pushed away the image of twelve naked people hopping about in the hot sand, body parts flapping. I heard Moira sigh, making us look at her. She had sat across Dave's lap and pressed his temples between her palms. They were kissing gently. Dave was stroking her neck with gentle fingertips.

Kerry broke the silence with quiet words. "He's the best kisser," she said. "Ahh, yes," she sighed after a moment, "He's very intuitive with his hands. Very creative."

"We've both been through the same training program," I offered.

"Don't know about that. Haven't kissed you yet. On the mouth, anyway. Let's watch. This reminds me of make out parties when I was in high School."

"The kid's are peeking around the doorway. Invite them in. They don't have to skulk, do they?" I watched her face carefully in the flickering candle light. She blinked and held her eyes wide for a moment. She scrunched her lips and after a short moment, made a quick decisive nod. She began flapping her hand, arm high in the air, motioning for the kids to come into the room.