Chapter 85

Diana came back with a washcloth and helped her mother put it between her legs, and also helped her get her panties and shorts back on. Susan was still mostly out of it, her motions and actions slow and somewhat uncoordinated.

"You really blew her away," Diana said to her husband as she sat and pulled her mother into her arms.

"She really blew me away, too," Jeff said as he touched Susan's cheek. "I was aware enough to support most of my weight on my forearms, but all I wanted to do was sleep."

"Both of you just laid there for quite awhile," Diana said with a grin.

"You fainted, too?" Susan said to Jeff, her voice quiet and still a little slurred.

Jeff chuckled. "It got a wee bit intense there at the end, my dear mother-in-law. And yeah, I guess I fainted, too."

Diana squeezed her mother a little harder for a second. "You need to take that as a real compliment, Mom. He doesn't do that much. And you two weren't the only ones to pass out, either," she laughed.

Kayla, Jeff's younger wives and the new girls turned the corner in the hallway. They had obviously been talking, and their laughter had just finished as they looked at each other, giggled a little, then came on over to the others.

"What's so funny?" Diana asked, looking from first one to the other.

Kayla and Laura glanced at each other and burst out laughing again.

"What?" Diana said, now grinning herself.

Kayla looked thoughtful for a second, then, "Oh, heck, I might as well tell it. Somebody, " she said, looking at Susan, "had one heck of an orgasm. I was ... sitting on the commode, peeing. I," she giggled, "squirted pee all over the floor and fell off the commode. At least I didn't get my shorts and panties wet, but for the life of me, I can't figure out how."

Susan put her hands to her face, possibly to hide the blush that seemed to be trying to set it on fire. "I know you told me that all Jeff's wives could feel the other wives' orgasms, but I guess I never really believed..."

Helen and Laura walked up. "Welcome to the harem, Susan," Helen said.

Laura reached over and hugged Susan, and all Jeff's wives followed suit. The new girls were undecided what to do, and embarrassed by an overload of private information.

"Come here, you three," Susan said, motioning to them.

"You'll be wives soon," Diana offered. "Then you'll be able to understand. So don't be embarrassed."

After Susan had hugged the girls, Arlene took her Meemi's hand. "Come on. Let's get you cleaned up."

Susan started to stand, but Jeff pulled her back for a moment, pressing his lips gently to hers for a little bit. "Thank you."

Arlene yanked on Susan's hand to get her attention, then pulled her to her feet. "All right, enough of the lovey-dovey stuff. Let's go."

At the first suite they came to, Arlene used her card to open the door. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up. Ann has gone for clean panties. Go sit on the commode and let some of his sperm drain out."

"It's all over the seat, too..."

"Was," Arlene interrupted. "Jennie is cleaning it up."

"I'm so embarrassed. I didn't know we were doing it in front of the whole world," Susan said as Arlene guided her Meemi into the bathroom. "And here I am going to the bathroom after what's happened, and I'm going with my granddaughter. I can't do this, I..."

"Sit," Arlene said, matter-of-factly.

"What? I can't sit there at let his..."

"Sperm, semen, come," Arlene offered.

" ... come drain out of me in front of you. You're my granddaughter..."

"Yep, we've already covered that," Arlene said, fighting the grin that wanted to take over her face. "You're my grandmother." Arlene didn't make any effort to leave. "I'm not going anywhere. You don't need to be alone right now, and there's no one here who loves you more than I do. So sit and push."

Susan just stood and looked at Arlene. After a moment, Arlene motioned and Susan sighed, pulled down her shorts, hesitated, then pulled down her panties, stepping out of both, the washcloth going with her panties.

"Better sit down," Arlene said. "Trust me; he comes a lot."

Susan sat on the commode. "I know that. I could feel him spurting inside me, then his stuff running down the crack of my ... butt. By then, I couldn't seem to get enough air, though, and the orgasm just kept building. Maybe I was hyperventilating or something. I don't remember much after that. I'm uncomfortable with this," Susan whined, just before there was an embarrassing sound and a gush of semen slid out of her and began plopping into the water.

"Push," Arlene said.

Susan's head snapped up from where she had been staring between her legs. "I am a grown woman. I have had sex before. I don't need instructions."

"Good," Arlene answered, unperturbed. "Then push again. Otherwise, you're going to be dripping come for the rest of the day. Dad comes a lot."

"I'm not comfortable with this," Susan complained again.

"You'll be more accustomed to everything after we all make love in our bed tonight," Arlene said, handing her grandmother a dampened washcloth.

Arlene leaned against the wall. "You're one of us now, so you sleep with us. Didn't you expect that?"

Susan pushed again and watched the thick semen drip from between her swollen pussylips. After a moment, she cleaned herself. "I went to talk to Jeff. The first thing I knew, I was kissing him. Then I just told him everything, and suddenly he was making love to me. I've never been that ... hot in my life. I couldn't stop. I wanted him. I had to have him. I ... I felt his love for me. Now I'm one of his ... his..."

"Mates," Arlene offered. "Mates who love him and who he loves."

Ann walked in with a pair of panties. "Welcome to the harem, Meemi," Ann said, barely holding back a grin.

"Can't I have a little privacy?" Susan said.

"No," both girls chorused.

"Can't have one of our soon-to-be sister-wives going off embarrassed. And after Dad takes care of all of us tonight, a little come draining out of a pussy won't bother you a bit."

Susan would have blushed again, but she was all out of blushes for the time being.

"Hi Jeff, this is Bill. I told Reed and his wife I would call for them. Kathy, Jill and I will be headed back to Saint Louis in a couple of minutes, and our passengers are loading on the copters as we speak. Only change is one extra female: the fiancée of Corrigan's son. You might want to tell Frank and Margaret. Don't know why she wasn't on the list, but she's legit. Good luck with the son; he's a bit ... obnoxious. Anyway, the copters should be in the air in about ten minutes."

"You going to make another trip?"

"Yeah. We have time and everything is scheduled. Guests will be arriving late, though. But better that than all at once, I suspect."

"Okay. You guys take care. See you later tonight?"

"I wish. But no, we're going to stay in Boulder tonight and leave out very early in the morning. You're going to be busy tomorrow. With the chartered flights, the ones coming commercial and our trips, you're going to be hit with a lot of people in a short period of time. See you at the wedding."

Jeff hung up the phone and relayed the message to Diana, Arlene and Kayla who were in the living room with him. Then picking up the phone, he punched the PA button and said, "FIRST GROUPS ARE LEAVING BOULDER NOW."

"Still snowing some," Jeff remarked as he put the phone back in its cradle and looked at the helipad via the monitor. "Probably need to make another pass with the snow blower before the guests get here."

"Yes, Sir," Arlene said, as she braced and snapped him an astonishingly professional salute that made Jeff wonder where she had learned it. Then he saw the look of pride on Kayla's face.

Jeff started to make a remark about the salute, when Diana gently tapped him in the side with an elbow. Smiling, he returned the salute.

When Arlene was out the living room door, Diana quietly said, "Let her have her fun. Not only is she just sixteen, but she ... almost died a couple of days ago. I imagine a lot of people would be practically a basket case after what she went through, but she came back with flying colors."

"But she's not all the way back yet, is she?" Jeff said as he told the AI to lock onto Arlene and follow her as she ran out the back and started the riding snow blower.

Diana didn't answer, just put her arm around her husband's waist and hugged herself to him. After a moment, she moved around to face her husband and took his face in her hands, tiptoeing to kiss him. "The first groups will be here soon." Then taking a breath, "Here we go."

The minutes drifted by. "Are Margaret and Frank going to meet the guests as they come in?" Jeff asked his Queen.

"We talked about it, but Margaret has enough on her plate right now, and Frank is working on being a basket case," she chuckled. "We agreed that they will meet the guests later tonight. The two lovebirds will eat in their suite tonight, then after his bachelor party, Frank will spend the night in a suite on our end of the building, not seeing his bride until she comes down the aisle tomorrow night."

Jeff stared at the monitor, its picture showing the helipad and his daughter fighting a losing battle on the big snow blower, the snow-covered mountains for a backdrop. "I..."

"Chill out, My Love," Diana said. "Dave and some of your younger wives will meet the copters when they come in. After the guests and their luggage are scanned, the guests will take the short ride from the helipad to the front door in an Escalade, driven by one of your wives. Dave will bring the luggage in your Expedition. This is going to work, Husband. Just meet the guests as they are booked in at the front desk, introduce yourself as the concierge, and tell them your job is to make sure they have a nice visit, or something like that. Charm the women, drop a few pheromones to get them in the mood, and do whatever you do with men to make them like you so much. This is going to work fabulously, Husband. And it's going to be so much fun."

Yeah, Jeff thought, like going to the dentist, although he had never lost a tooth or had a cavity in his life. The smile he tried to return to his wife didn't quite make it to his eyes.

Laughing, Diana tried to tickle him, then slapped his butt playfully and left to go make sure the chef could find everything he needed for the special dessert he insisted on making.

Damn, her ass looks good in that uniform, Jeff thought as the phone rang with Reed asking permission for him and his wife to land with two helicopters full of guests for the wedding.

Jennie stood behind the elegant reception desk in the beautifully appointed foyer, nervous, but trying very hard not to show it.

The Corrigans entered with James Corrigan in the lead and his son, Gregg, following closely behind. James and his wife appeared to be in their late forties or early fifties, both a little overweight. James' wife, Amanda, and Gregg's fianceé, Tina, were walking behind the men, chatting. Gregg was about 5 feet 10 inches and in good physical shape, although he seemed a little hyper. Tina was a petite 5 feet 2 inches, with small, jutting breasts and flowing coal-black hair almost to her waist.

"Welcome to the Matthews Mountain Retreat. May I have your name, Sir?" Jennie addressed the older Corrigan.

When Corrigan told her, her heart rate picked up. These are the ones that Bill told Jeff about. They were scheduled for a double suite, with the son in the other bedroom. Now I have to ask if the fiancée needs a room of her own, or if she is going to stay with the young man. If I don't ask and put them together, I might embarrass her. If I assign her a separate room, and she doesn't want it, I'll insult her that way, too. Crap, it would have to be me.

Jennie took a shot at it. "Will the double suite be sufficient, Sir? Or will you be needing another room?"

"What?" Gregg said, a little louder than was necessary. "We don't need another room? Why would you ask? Are you trying to insult me?"

Jennie's face colored, as did Tina's. "Certainly not, Sir." Jennie already had the room cards ready and slid four of them onto the counter near the senior Corrigan. "Here are the door cards, Sir, and here's a map of the retreat. The second sheet is a list of the amenities we will offer before the wedding, along with the time meals will be served, as well as other information about the retreat. The bar will be open after 7:00 P.M. and will close at midnight. We hope you will enjoy your stay."