Chapter 28

I carried Victoria into the room, closing the door with my foot behind me. I gently laid her on the bed, staring into her bright, excited eyes. She immediately pulled me down beside her and wrapped her arms around me, holding me close. I had not seen Victoria this excited for a long time. Not since Megan had pushed us together shortly after Robert's death.

I guess I was too slow for the excitement Victoria was feeling, because she started taking my clothes off, not waiting for me. Then she decided I was too slow again and shucked her own clothes as well. I was hoping I was going to survive this night! I knew what Victoria was like when she was in a mood like this!

We kissed passionately for a while as she slowed down a little. First, I was on top and played with her nipples, licking and sucking and just generally driving her crazy. I grinned and ran my fingers lightly through her pubic hair, just to watch her tremble and buck up against my hand and to listen to her gasp and whimper. She is so sexy when she does that! When I moved my hand away, she decided she'd had enough of my teasing and she turned us over so she was on top. She then proceeded to kiss my face, neck, rub my chest, lick and kiss my nipples — all the things that she knew drove me crazy.

Finally, she kissed her way down my stomach, and in one fast, surprise move, sucked my cock all the way into her mouth, using her tongue to lick around it all over. I felt her hand softly cup and rub my balls and that was all it took; I exploded into her mouth. She continued teasing me until I was soft, then she moved up and cuddled with me.

"Sorry I went so fast," I gasped, still out of breath. She laughed at me.

'That's ok, now you'll just last longer next time, when it's my turn! We have all night!" She looked at me lovingly; I swear her eyes almost glowed green. Then she started giggling.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"Rhonda! Did you see the look on her face? I think we're going to have some interesting conversations tomorrow!" Victoria continued giggling as I cuddled and kissed her gently, softly stroking her body all over.

"You think she'll be upset?" I asked. "I'd hate for her to back out of going to the States with us, mainly because I think Sarah is really looking forward to it."

"Oh, I think it'll be ok. I don't think Rhonda's a prude. I think she's just inexperienced in some things that go on in the world. When it comes to our family, who isn't?" She chuckled. "In some ways, because of her ability to see things, Sarah may be more mature about this than Rhonda."

"That's true in more ways than you can imagine," I muttered under my breath. Victoria looked at me oddly.

"Meaning... ?"

"Meaning the little twerp has been spying on all of our sexual experiences for years. She's probably seen most of everything we've ever done!" I tried to sound exasperated, but I couldn't help smiling. Victoria busted out laughing.

"She is a little imp, isn't she? Maybe you should have her in here tonight!" She laughed.

"Can't. She's sleeping with Cindi tonight." Victoria's eyes got real big when I said that.

"Really!!"

"Get your mind out of the gutter, pretty lady. They're just sleeping," I informed her.

"Yeah, right, now! What went on before?" She was laughing at me.

"I doubt anything went on; Cindi doesn't get into girls. She just likes to snuggle up to a warm body. Besides, I've got better things for you to think about than Cindi's sexual escapades!" I grinned.

"Oh, yeah? Like what?" She grinned back at me.

"Like this, pretty lady!" I said, as I slid my hand down between her legs. She gasped and cried out softly as I slid two fingers inside her and rubbed my thumb softly over her clit. She was well on her way to her first orgasm when I reached behind her and pushed gently on her anus. She lifted her hips into the air and would have screamed aloud had I not been kissing her at the time. I continued rubbing and stroking her as her breath got ragged. Finally I handed her a pillow to stifle the blood-curdling scream that I knew was coming, and moved down to work on her clit. I licked and sucked it, periodically moving my tongue down to run it lightly over her anus. The first time I did that I thought she was going to have a seizure. I kept doing it periodically, driving her higher and higher. Just as she was about to come again, I stopped and moved up on top of her, hugging her tight. She lightly beat her fists on my back.

"You little shit! What did you stop for?" She asked, barely able to talk. I grinned at her.

"For this!" I said, as I pushed my cock all the up into her in one stroke, grinding my pubic bone against her clit. She cried out as her eyes opened wide in surprise. She began to tremble in a long, rolling, continuous orgasm as I stroked in and out of her, alternating slow and fast. Her eyes rolled up into her head as she completely fell apart and lost control, wrapping her arms and legs around me tightly, calling out my name. I came inside her about the same time that she fainted.

As she lay there, dead to the world, I pulled out and moved down, licking her softly, paying special attention to her clit, tonguing it gently. It only took about thirty seconds before she started moving her hips and whimpering softly. I sucked and licked her until her eyes flew open and she started another orgasm.

"What are you doing to me?" She cried out. I was too busy to answer and she really didn't try to make me stop. I licked and sucked her until she passed out again. Then I moved up and just held her close, kissing her neck softly and stroking her hair. As she lay there, comatose, the door opened and Megan slipped in. She smiled at me as she stripped and lay down on the bed on the other side of Victoria, snuggling close. We made a Victoria sandwich, holding her and running our hands over her body.

Victoria woke up after a little while, looking confused at the feel of a body behind her. She turned her head and saw Megan, giving a little gasp as she shuddered.

"Oh God, no, not both of you! I'll never survive!" She whined good-naturedly. Megan and I laughed as she kissed Victoria and softly rubbed her nipples, while I ran my hands between her legs again, stroking her softly. She shuddered again and cried out softly.

"Please. Stop. Let me rest a little. I need to breathe." We had mercy on her and just held her close. After a while, her breathing returned to something resembling normal as she lay there between us.

"Wow!" I teased her. "That's the most excited you've been in a long time! What's got into you tonight? Not that I'm complaining!"

"I don't know. I love you two so much; you know that, don't you?" Victoria whispered softly.

"Of course we know that, Annie," Megan replied. "We love you too!" Victoria fairly glowed with excitement at hearing her special name. Then her joy seemed to dampen.

"I hope you two will forgive me. I acted like such a brazen hussy tonight." Victoria seemed like she was ready to cry.

"What? With me? You never have to apologize for this, Victoria." I assured her. Victoria looked at me as if I was the dumbest human on earth. Well?

"Not you, dope! I'm so embarrassed! I practically threw myself at poor John tonight. I don't know what got into me." She looked sad.

"Don't be an idiot. He wasn't exactly ignoring you. He's a nice man and good looking too. And you weren't exactly the only one throwing yourself at him!" Megan hugged her, trying to reassure her.

"You mean Rhonda? I didn't know she was interested in him. I would've behaved myself if I'd known they were an item. I'm so embarrassed! Besides, she isn't a recent widow. What would Robert think of me right now?" She sobbed softly.

"He would think his lovely, beautiful, wonderful, lonely wife needed some comfort and he would be clapping his hands, urging you on. Just as he would be now with us. Relax, Victoria; no one, least of all Robert, would think less of you for seeking some comfort. And Rhonda isn't upset. She was worried about scaring you off if you knew they had dated in the past. She has no ties on him. Don't give up on him if you're interested just because of her; she doesn't intend on giving you a free pass either!" I chuckled as she turned red.

"Don't you think you're jumping the gun a little here?" Victoria protested. Megan and I smiled. 'Not from what we saw tonight!' we both thought to ourselves.

"Enough of that! More action, less talk!" Megan said, as she took Victoria's hand and laid it on my cock, helping her to stroke it gently. I groaned and Victoria looked surprised, and then moaned herself as Megan sucked on her nipple.

We spent a wonderful night together. Not much happened between Megan and Victoria; both of them seemed perfectly content to just drive me crazy. Megan wasn't beyond surprising Victoria occasionally with a well placed touch or lick, but mainly they just teamed up trying to kill me! I really enjoyed the two of them taking turns making love to me. None of us got much sleep that night! Poor us!

I woke up the next morning snuggled up between two beautiful ladies. Much as I wanted to stay in bed with them, I felt like I needed to get up. Besides, if I stayed in bed with them, they would just wake up and then make me do horrible and awful things with them again! I just couldn't stand that! Not again! Poor me!

I cleaned up and went out to the kitchen to find something to eat. You know Murphy's Law, don't you? It says if you don't want to see Rhonda first thing in the morning, guess who you find first thing in the morning, at the breakfast table, all alone? The 'all alone' part is not tough in our household; it wasn't noon yet. She looked up at me, giggled nervously, and blushed.

"Did you have a good time sleeping last night?" She teased.

"Yes, I did. You should've joined us; you would've enjoyed it. A nice, restful night," I teased her back.

"I'm glad! You need your sleep," she giggled, still nervously. I decided to jump right in.

"I'm sorry, Rhonda, I really would have preferred that you find out about what you saw last night under better, more controlled conditions. There just hasn't been time to sit down and talk about things like that. I'm sorry if it was uncomfortable for you."

"Oh, I don't think I was uncomfortable. A little surprised, yes, but not uncomfortable. And maybe a little naïve. I must admit there have been enough signs around pointing to what I saw; I just didn't pay attention. It really is none of my business." She paused, and then went on apologetically. "There are a lot of questions I have, but it's really none of my business."

"Well, Rhonda, you're going to be in pretty close contact with us for awhile. It probably is fair to let you know exactly what you're getting into. The only thing I ask is that information about this and related subjects stay here and not become part of your periodic reports to your bosses."

"No problem," she said. "We already agreed that we would determine together what goes."

"Then ask away," I said, chuckling. "If you touch on a subject I don't feel I can go into, I'll let you know."

"Well... How long has this been going on with Victoria? I assume this started after Robert died as a way to comfort her. I'm sorry; I hope I'm not being too nosey," she said.

"Not at all. And you assume incorrectly. I think this probably started when Victoria and I were about ten years old."

If I thought Rhonda had a surprised look on her face last night, it was nothing compared to the shocked look on her face now. Her mouth opened and closed several times like a fish out of water before she finally managed to talk.

"You... you're serious, aren't you? That's... amazing! How did you two ever keep it secret from Robert? He always seemed so happy and in love. Didn't the two of you feel guilty? Or did you stop when you were married and this just started again?" She seemed flabbergasted.

"We didn't. Keep it secret from Robert, I mean. Both he and Elizabeth knew all about it and encouraged us strongly to keep our relationship the same after we all got married as it was before. They knew about it long before all of us were engaged. They had no problem with it." I smiled; I wished I had a camera to record her face!

'But... but... I just don't understand. You were happily married. Robert and Victoria were happily married. For fourteen years. Yet during all that time, you were having sex with your sister, Robert and Elizabeth knew about it, and they didn't care? And the other day, Megan, for all practical purposes your wife, wasn't upset that I kissed you? I just don't understand," she said, thoroughly confused.

"First, let me clarify some misconceptions you have. Victoria and I did not have sex for 14 years after we were married to Robert and Elizabeth. We made love. There's a big difference. It was also not everyday or even every week. We love each other deeply and on occasion have the desire to express that love. Robert and Elizabeth understood that. They knew it was outside of and completely different from the love that we had for them. They not only knew about it, but also actually encouraged, almost demanded that we not change our relationship. They knew we were so close to each other that we could never be happy separated. They were so secure in the love we had for them that they were never threatened by our relationship. I know it's hard to understand, but it has worked well for us." I smiled at her confusion. I knew she wasn't done. She sighed.

"Can I ask you a very personal question? Please understand, I'm not being judgmental or criticizing in the least. I've picked up certain implications from things that Sarah has mentioned, and things I've seen myself; do you have a... physical relationship... with your daughters also? It's ok if you do; I'm not going to tell anyone or be horrified or anything like that. It's also ok if you don't want to tell me; I'm just curious." She looked at me questioningly. It was my turn to sigh.

"I think it would be unfair to everyone involved for me to answer that question directly, without the ones in question being present and having input into the answer. Let's just say that we're a very affectionate and loving family, and that affection and love is shown in any manner that all involved parties are comfortable with. If you want or need a more complete answer, I'll be glad to call a family meeting where we can discuss it with all the involved parties present." I smiled at her, hoping she wasn't offended. I sounded like a lawyer! She laughed at me.

"No need for a meeting; I have the answer I needed. It would be fun to find out which ones, but that would be too nosy and I imagine I can figure it out for myself. I know how teenage girls are; if you're not into showing physical love to your girls, you probably are in for quite a shock having Sarah around." She laughed at my embarrassment. Then she blushed.

"So, what would happen if I took you up on your offer of joining you, Victoria and Megan in your bed?" She looked like she couldn't believe she asked that question. It was my turn to laugh.

"Exactly what I said before. We all like you, Rhonda. We would show you affection and love in the manner that would be comfortable for all of us. You would largely determine how far that would go. Lest you misunderstand, however, what we are dancing around here does not occur with just anybody. There are lots of people that could, and have entered our home that would have no idea what we're talking about and would never see any indication of what we are talking about. We all care deeply about you, even as little time as we've known you, or this conversation wouldn't be occurring." I took her hand and squeezed it affectionately on the table just as Sarah came bounding in, a bundle of energy and cheerfulness. That was going to be hard for me to take this early in the morning! I hoped Amy didn't kill her after the first day or two!

"What conversation wouldn't be occurring?" Sarah asked brightly.

"The one we were having wouldn't be occurring with you around, Little Miss Nosey," I chided her. She rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue at me.

"So, that means it was about sex. I'm not old enough, right? Adults!" She pouted.

"Sarah! Don't you dare act that way around our guests! Apologize to Mr. Phillips right now!" Rhonda insisted. Sarah looked shocked, then came over and sat on my lap.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be disrespectful. I just hate being left out of things. I'm not too young." She kissed me. "Sorry." I wasn't going to interfere with her sister disciplining her, although my daughters stuck their tongues out at me all the time. I think it's cute.

We spent the rest of the day getting ready to leave. After awhile, I noticed that Megan wasn't around. I went looking for her and found her once again studying the plates. That didn't surprise me. What did surprise me was Sarah's cat lying curled up in her lap, sleeping, purring softly. Megan absentmindedly stroked and played with his fur, petting him as she worked. She looked up and smiled at me as I approached.

"You seem to have found a new friend," I said.

"I know; he's followed me everywhere today. Every time I sit down, he jumps in my lap. I think he likes me!" She giggled.

"Looks like you like him too. Should I be jealous?" I teased. She laughed at me.

"No, silly. He's just a cat." She gave me a smoldering kiss to emphasize her point.

Later I ran into Sarah.

"Your cat seems to really like Megan. What's his name?" I asked.

"I know. He's not usually like that. His name is Cire," Sarah answered.

"Cire? What does that mean?"

"I don't know. It's what he told me his name was," she said matter-of-factly.

"You talk to your cat?" I asked, surprised.

"Not exactly. I can get impressions from his mind. He doesn't talk like we do. I can sense that's what his name is, or at least what he calls himself." She looked guilty as Amy walked into the room. I knew it was bothering her that Amy had such a bad first experience with the cat. Sarah walked over to her.