Chapter 228

Jeff had stopped by his office to pick up a few pieces of printer paper. Alone in the living room a couple of minutes later, he wadded up a sheet of the paper into a loose ball. If I screw up with this paper ball, air resistance, if nothing else, should keep its flight slow enough to prevent me from tearing up things.

With Arlene's encouragement while on the Ship's range, he had gained a small measure of expertise as he mentally moved a steel ball around and caused it to spin, but he still occasionally lost control. The Ship, like a parent teaching a child to ride a bicycle by holding a steadying hand on the bike as the child wobbled along, steadied the ball each time Jeff began to lose control. He had learned to push the ball downrange at a much reduced speed in the early part of its flight, giving him a chance to make tiny corrections before he pushed the ball hard. Learning to correct the projectiles turned out to be easier than slowly maneuvering the balls around.

He tossed the paper ball up, caught it with his mind and sent it across the room. Just before it hit the wall on the other side of the big living room, he tried to redirect its flight back to him. The ball hit the wall and slid to the floor, even as he grabbed for it again.

Shit! he thought as he picked the ball up with his ability and brought it back to him, being careful to move it at a much-reduced speed so he could maintain control.

Arlene and Kayla walked in just as he caught the ball. "Looking good, Dad," Arlene said as Kayla beat her to Jeff's lap.

"Show us," Kayla said as she put an arm around him, snuggling.

"Well, I'm not very good with this. I just lost the darned thing for a second when I sent it to the other side of the room. But at least with a wadded-up piece of paper and the lower power, I haven't hurt anything – yet."

Kayla wiggled into the position she wanted – one arm behind him and a braless breast pushed against his side. Something other than Jeff's mind was well aware of the soft breast. That something began to swell as Jeff strained to focus on their conversation and not the sexy boob pushing against the side of his chest.

Although he was trying to ignore Kayla as she squirmed against him, his enhanced ability to smell easily detected the strawberry scent of her shampoo and the subtle aroma that was Kayla. Distracted by the femininity of his two wives, he almost unconsciously pushed the paper ball toward the other end of the living room again, then brought it back to his hand – this time not dropping it when he changed its direction.

Arlene sat on the arm of his seat and leaned over to kiss his cheek. "I knew you could do it, Dad."

"Me, too," Kayla added as the aroma of two sexually excited females began to dominate the Prime's senses. Thoroughly distracted, he, nevertheless, tossed the paper ball up, caught it with his mind and sent it toward the other wall again as a horny Kayla nuzzled his neck, the touch of her lips taking up even more of his conscious mind's ability to concentrate on the ball.

Kayla slowly moved her upper body, dragging her breast a few inches along his side, directing still more of his attention on her and less on the ball. Relaxed, barely thinking of the ball, no longer tense, he made it turn ninety degrees and follow the wall to the corner, then come back to him.

Kayla had slid a hand down and was squeezing his cock, which was now, naturally, rock hard. He hadn't noticed Billy entering the room until the Prime pushed the ball along a path a couple of feet off the floor. Billy, seeing his opportunity, jumped up and grabbed the paper as it passed him.

"Billy, dammit," Jeff snarled. "Go play with something of yours for a change."

"Pop," and the small feline was gone – with the paper ball.

"Give me another sheet of that paper there by you on the table," he told a laughing Arlene.

Wadding the paper up, in a great mood because of his two wives, barely thinking about the ball, he sent it on an involved path around furniture, then toward the stairwell at the other end of the big room. But as he brought it back six feet or so above the floor, Billy reappeared and spied the paper ball. "Pop," and the kitten teleported into the air by the ball. With a swipe of his paw, claws extended, he had the paper. Another "Pop" and again, the paper ball disappeared as well as the kitten.

To the accompaniment of two young women giggling, Arlene handed a mumbling Jeff another piece of paper. By the time he had wadded the paper up and sent the new ball on its way, Billy was back, but this time Jeff was ready. Laughing, he made the ball zigzag across the room, varying both its direction and speed. Billy popped into existence a little too far behind the ball, made his swipe and missed. After hitting the floor, the kitten spun around and with a "Pop," disappeared to come into existence a little too far to the side of the paper. On his third try, his aim was better, and with a swipe of his paw, he now owned yet another paper ball. A "Pop" and he was gone again.

"Shit! That little turkey is fast," Jeff pretended to snarl as he tried to hold back his laughter.

Arlene had a new paper ball ready for her husband. As he pushed it toward the other end of the living room, doing everything he could to alter its speed and course, Billy was back and with a string of "Pops," made five tries before his flashing claws snatched the paper out of the air.

"I'll get some more paper," Arlene said with a laugh as she hurried out of the living room on the way to her father's office.

"Mmeeow," Billy said as he snapped into existence and looked around for another paper ball.

"We ran out of supplies," Kayla said to the kitten as he sat nonchalantly to clean his claws, obviously kitten-bragging.

"I wonder where he's taking the balls," Jeff said as he pretended to glower at the kitten. Then after a second, he added, "I hope he's not putting them in the commode like he was doing with his toys last week."

Arlene ran back into the living room with half of a ream of printer paper. Handing Kayla a stack of the paper, Arlene said, "Let go of his cock and help me make our husband more ammunition."

Laughing, Kayla joined in the manufacturing process. It only took a couple of seconds to make a paper ball. With both women providing "ammunition," Jeff quickly had a number of balls going at the same time – something he had never tried before. But now, he wasn't thinking how hard it was, but was just doing it. Billy, however, had gotten better at snatching the balls out of the air.

The "Pops" of displaced air were happening every few seconds as Billy teleported to grab for a ball, succeeding roughly a third of the time. With the ball making process providing the "ammunition," Jeff was getting ahead of the kitten. Soon, there were many balls in the air, all moving in random directions and speeds. When he noticed Billy's panting, the Prime brought the remaining balls back to land on a nearby table.

Billy, still excited, teleported to Jeff's lap. "Mmeeow," he said, looking up at the Prime's face.

"You liked that, didn't you," Jeff said as he ruffled the kitten's fur.

"Mmeeeeeow," Billy replied, dragging out the sound as he cocked his head to the side, still panting.

"No. That's enough for now. You're getting too tired."

Arlene leaned over to kiss her husband while Kayla stroked Billy. "Remember what Meemi did when I first started skateboarding?"

"Uhmmm..."

"She told me, 'Don't over-think it. Just do it.' It worked for me. She started giving me math problems, and demanded that I answer her. While I was arguing with her about one of my answers, I suddenly realized that I was relaxed and standing on the darn skateboard. From then on, I learned quickly, and Meemi and I spent a lot of hours at the skateboard park. I think your worry was cancelled by Kayla rubbing her breast on you. And ... you probably knew that we came in here to get some loving..."

" ... and since I wasn't over-thinking the problem and was no longer tense and worrying about the damage I might cause, I just did it," Jeff said with a chuckle. "Shit. The Ship kept telling me it was easy. Now, all I have to do is practice."

"Practice later," Kayla said as she stood and pulled her top over her head, then shook her hair out. Her nipples were already swollen and extended. Dropping to her knees, she undid his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulling them down to his knees.

Billy, having hopped to the arm of the chair, let out a quiet hiss of disgust and teleported away.

"Ladies," he said with a worried look toward the door. "We have guests and they could walk in at any time. I saw Matt and Courtney go toward the back a few minutes ago. They could return at any moment."

Arlene pulled her top off, her long ponytail falling across her left shoulder and down her chest. "They're not guests any more. They've all been enhanced. And ... we've told the women that we sometimes have sex almost anywhere in the building."

"But unless I miss my guess, Courtney is still a little worried about us," the Prime tried.

Arlene let out a giggle as she leaned over to push a nipple in her husband's mouth just as Kayla slipped her mouth over the head of his cock. "So? Maybe, she'll want to check out how aliens do it," Arlene struggled out as her husband began to suck.

Kayla laughed, choked and pulled back from Jeff's cock to look up at her sister-wife. "Maybe she thinks the men have two cocks," Kayla said with a giggle, before going back to her blowjob.

Shortly, Jeff was swallowing Arlene's milk. Not long after, Kayla was also industriously swallowing.

As luck would have it, Matt and Courtney started to turn into the living room a moment later. They were looking at each other as they talked, and were a step or two inside the living room before they realized what was going on twenty feet or so in front of them. Arlene's body obscured Jeff's vision as she sat on the arm of the chair, her arms around her father's head as he nursed her. The SAC and his wife had an obstructed view of Kayla with Jeff's cock in her mouth. Arlene, hearing the two, pulled her nipple from Jeff's mouth to partially turn and glance at the couple, her nipple continuing to spray thin streams of milk toward her husband's mouth. Arlene winked at them, then returned her concentration to her husband as she shoved the nipple back into his mouth. If Jeff or Kayla noticed Matt and Courtney, they didn't give any indication of it.