Chapter 313

Alice and Terri followed Angie into Eric and Angie's bedroom. "You've been avoiding us all morning," Terri accused.

Angie turned to the girls, looking from one to the other. "No, I haven't ... uh, well, maybe a little bit..."

"We want to know how they can have orgasms while just sitting at the table," Alice blurted. When Angie hesitated, "Oh, come on, Mom. I'm almost thirteen."

With a sigh, Angie plopped down in a chair. "Pull a seat over," she said, stalling. Both girls did so to sit erect and waiting. Angie took a breath as she caught each girl's eyes. "Look, we've had the birds and bees talk, and you've both had Sex-Ed at school, so, uh..."

Terri frowned. "Oh, come on, Aunt Angie," she said, forgetting to call her aunt, Mom, in her frustration. "We aren't babies any more, but we don't have the foggiest idea how Jeff's wives can have orgasms just sitting there at the table not even touching their ... uh, themselves. They sure didn't mention that in Sex-Ed."

Angie glanced again at Alice. Her face was red, but there was determination evident on the twelve-year-old's countenance, as well. Oh, heck. I've always tried to answer their questions honestly – well, as honestly as I could while keeping the conversation at a level appropriate for their age at the time. Oh, I know they're playing with themselves. I certainly did at their age, but ... Crap. What am I thinking? They were abducted, and had it not been for Jeff and his team, they would have been raped, and probably killed. And they knew what was going to happen to them. Now here I am, trying to...

Then with a sigh of resignation, "All I can tell you is what Diana has told me, and she didn't go into any great detail. I've also, on occasion, heard some things from the other Alphas' wives. They tell us that Eric is an Alpha too, and of course, he has been enhanced as well, which, I'm told, also increased his abilities, but ... he doesn't have several wives like the other Alphas." She hesitated a moment before continuing. "Both of you know that all the men here at the Retreat are Alphas, right?"

The girls passed a glance before Terri turned back to her aunt. "Yeah, and, well ... we looked 'Alpha Male' up in an online dictionary and also searched the web for the term. One place even had twenty-five characteristics of an Alpha Male."

"Hmmm. Did the characteristics fit the men here?"

Both girls blushed, and a hesitant Terri responded. "Well some of them did, and there were other traits that we, uh..."

Angie grinned at Terri's discomfiture, realizing that the list must have had some sexual characteristics, too. "Well, Diana is the Clan Queen and the wife of the ... uh, our Prime. An Alpha of Alphas, as she describes him. Somehow, he has a mental connection with his wives. I been told by several of the wives that all the Alphas here have it to some degree, but apparently his connection is stronger. If an Alpha's wives are touching him or his wife when" (She could feel her face flushing) "they are making love – having intercourse – they all feel what the woman feels that he's, uh, actually making love to. Apparently this mental connection is even stronger with the Prime."

Terri frowned as she addressed her aunt. "We know a little of that from overhearing some of the women talking. But what's that got to do with them sitting at the table and..."

Angie interrupted with, "I'm getting to that. Some of this is conjecture, and some is from earlier conversations, and even a comment or two I overheard this morning, but here's what I think happened. Jeff, Arlene and Kayla came back from their morning run and went to their suite – probably for a shower and a change of clothes, I suppose. Anyway, they must have decided to make love, and well ... all his other wives ... felt what Jeff, Kayla and Arlene were feeling in their suite."

"But..." Terri wondered, "you said they felt it when they were touching."

Angie waved her hand a little to indicate there was more. "Jeff can communicate with the Ship at a distance – mentally, telepathically, or whatever you want to call it. Apparently, his ability is becoming stronger. At least that's what Diana said this morning, but what she stressed was that Jeff was 'transmitting' more strongly all the time. I guess this morning wasn't the first time something like this has happened, but it must have been stronger today. That's about all I know about the subject."

"Can Daddy..." Alice started.

But Angie was holding her hand up a bit. "To begin with, I'm your father's only lover, so I guess there's no way to tell. We haven't even set the wedding date yet. If we do get married – and as you know, we're planning to, I don't know if I could ever accept another woman into our relationship. This whole subject is something I'm not comfortable discussing with the two of you, and as far as what your father can or can't do, well, that is not information you need to know. You are both aware that he and I have just recently begun making love and I've moved into his bedroom. I am not going to discuss our sex life with you, and certainly not right now. That's adult information and I..."

"You sound just like Ms. Anderson," Alice interrupted with a whine. (One of her teachers at her old school.) "How are we going to learn about sex if you won't tell us? You've always answered our questions before. Now, all of a sudden, when we really have questions, you won't."

"Well," Angie tried to rationalize, "they've always been general questions before, but this time you're wanting to know specifics about your father and me..."

"So ... What better way to find out?" Terri injected.

Angie sighed. "Look, I've told you all I know about what happened this morning, and I think I should speak with your father before we take this conversation any further."

"Okay, Aunt Angie," the girls said in unison.

"Oh, so I'm back to Aunt status now, huh?" she said with a smirk.

"Okay, Mom," the two chorused, then broke into giggles as they jumped up to hug her.

In the hallway a few minutes later, Alice was struggling to keep up with her sister's longer determined steps. "Where are we going?"

"To find Selina. She's younger than we are, but she's a genius. She'll know what happened, and she'll probably talk to us about it and not get all adult while she's doing it."

A few minutes later, they were sitting in Selina's sitting room with soft drinks on the coffee table in front of them. As Terri opened her mouth to ask, Selina, having already divined their reason for coming to visit her, spoke. "I have only indirect information on the subject. Unfortunately, I am still too young to experience orgasms, although I have serious expectations of an early puberty brought on by the enhancement we have all received. That, however, is only speculation at this juncture. The incident at the kitchen table was obviously associated with the Prime and two of his wives having sex in their suite. Since he is becoming a telepath, his passions, and apparently that of the two wives involved, were projected to his other wives in the kitchen. You, I assume, may have already surmised this."

At the girls nod, Selina went on, "You will note that Diana appeared to have been more intensely affected than the Prime's other wives. Since she is the Clan Queen and his long-time wife, she is apparently able to receive his emotions in a more direct or intense manner than most of his other wives, thus, she became unconscious from the intensity of the stimulus she received. I have also postulated that the orgasms are probably better communicated while the Prime is engaging in intercourse with Arlene, both because she is also a Queen, and in addition, is his daughter, but I have yet to verify that assertion." Then with abruptness, "If there are any further questions concerning this matter, I will not be able to answer them for I have given you a summation of my knowledge on the particular subject."

Having been obviously dismissed, the girls came to their feet to leave, but Selina quickly stood with them, her expression rapidly changing from the stone-face she had assumed as soon as they had entered, to a flushed face, a quivering chin and a wrinkled brow. "I apologize. I was rude," she gasped out as she flopped back in her chair, tears suddenly pouring from her eyes as her voice changed to something more akin to that of a six-year-old. "I am trapped in this tiny body. I am forty-six inches tall and weigh forty-five pounds," she whined. "However, I wish to experience what the women feel, and have adult conversations with my peers – but everyone, to varying degrees depending upon the circumstances, sees me as a child. I have no boobs, no butt, and I possess a squeaky voice. How can anyone take me seriously? I wish to experience orgasms as does everyone else here. Even the two of you can have self-induced ones. I can have nothing," she finished as her voice threatened to turn into a wail of remorse, the flood of tears continuing.

Terri managed to beat Alice around the coffee table to take Selina in her arms a second before Alice did the same. The genius had been replaced by a sobbing six-year-old as the two girls held her and tried to console her.

In the Hallway Outside Eileen's Door

Bill stood glaring at his wives, his hands on his hips.

" ... In case you've forgotten, I'm your husband. I want to know what the fuck is going on."

Jill and Kathy passed a glance, then took the couple of steps to hug him. Jill put a hand behind Bill's neck to pull him down so she could lock her mouth to his. Kathy hugged his side until the kiss was over, then took her turn.

When Bill finally broke the kiss, Jill reached up to tenderly touch her mate's face. "We need to talk, Husband." Just as a frown began, she went hastily on. "It's good news, Love, but we need some privacy and a moment to talk with you."

A couple of minutes later, the three were in their suite a short way down the hall with Kathy sitting in Bill's lap and Jill snuggled against his side. On the way down the hall, the two women had performed the bra trick, pulling them out of a sleeve of their tops and tossing the undergarments aside as soon as they reached their sitting room. Each made sure they had a soft breast pushed against their husband. He knew they were manipulating him, but was affected, nonetheless.

With an exaggerated sigh, "Okay, what have the two of you been up to? I know you brought a woman back with you."

"Please don't be mad at us," Jill very quietly said. "It's something we thought had to be done."

"What had to be done?" Bill asked, trying to turn enough to stare her in the eye. "And why didn't you tell me where you were going, and why? I thought we were a team," he groused. "At first, I assumed the two of you had decided to get me a last-minute Christmas gift, but instead of a gift, you've brought someone back with you – a woman, if I heard the wives in the hallway correctly."

"Baby, how many wives do you have?" Jill meekly asked.

"'Wives?' Did you say wives?" he asked incredulously.

"Uh hmmm."

"Wait a minute. Where is this going? I have two wives, as you're well aware."

Kathy broke in with, "And how many wives does Jeff have?"

"Fourteen – as you already know. Now what difference..." Then it hit him. "No. No! Absolutely, fucking no. No fucking way. This had better not be what I think it is."

As he tried to stand, Kathy hung onto his neck and Jill grabbed him around his waist. "No, Baby," the wives wailed in unison.

"Please listen to us," Jill intoned.

Bill slumped back on the couch. "It is, isn't it? You two brought back a woman for me. Dammit, I love the two of you. I don't need another wife."

"But Jeff..." Kathy started.