Chapter 525

The Retreat

As usual, Kei was awakened by the AI. Stretching, she luxuriated in the feeling of waking to a new day. Nothing like a half dozen orgasms to make me wake feeling like a million dollars, she thought as she slid her pillow back to sit against the headboard for a moment.

Her right hand, almost of its own accord, eased into her panties to cup her sex. As a fingertip touched her button, her body arched and she gave out a shuddering sigh. I am a grown woman, not some teenager who cannot get enough of self-pleasure, she scolded herself before reluctantly pulling her hand back, but then she remembered how she seemed to become one with Jeff when he kissed her. “I have never felt anything like that in my life,” she whispered, but as the screen lit with the AI’s face, she quickly told it she was only talking to herself.

“Excuse me for interrupting,” it said as the screen went blank again.

I suppose it is my own fault that it has begun to respond to something I say without my first addressing it. Oh, well, that only makes it seem more human. Then, another thought struck, I wonder if it watches me while I please myself? She could feel the blush forming. It does not make any difference. It is only a machine, she told herself, but she could feel her nipples tingle at the thought of the AI watching her.

Instead of waiting to drop her negligée when she entered the bathroom, she dropped it on the bed and pranced into the bathroom wondering if the AI were watching.

In the shower, she scolded herself for being a “wanton” woman. It is Jeff. I cannot forget that kiss. My ... pussy, she forced herself to think, tingles, as do my nipples when I think of him. If a kiss can do that to me, no wonder his wives talk of him almost constantly. Will I be that way if I marry him?

His wives have encouraged me to become one of them, but will they follow through with that? What will they say should he kiss me in front of them? Will he be ashamed with what he started and refrain from any endearments even after last night? Has anything really changed, other than the judge having signed my divorce documents?

Still nude while drying her hair before the big mirror at the vanity sinks, she, once again, tried to critically view herself. I am small, even a little smaller than Evie, but, like her, my breasts seem larger because of my small frame. Somehow, since I was enhanced those months ago, my nipples now extend farther when I am excited, or I touch them, or I even think about sex with Jeff. “Or as Diana says, ‘When the wind blows’,” she added aloud, giggling.

Suddenly, it hit her, really hit her. I am free. He is no longer my husband. I do not have to ask to do the simplest things. I have already bought feminine nightwear that he would have beaten me for having. It is amazing to think that Jeff’s wives wear the things they have shown me. Kayla has told me that they sometimes coordinate what they are going to wear to bed – sometimes not. She said that occasionally they are all nude, but generally they wear whatever they think might please their husband. She also said that they seldom wear panties to bed unless they just want to have the experience of him taking them off.

When I asked how they coordinated who he would love any particular night, Kayla just laughed and told me that he always made love to all of them while using the touching thing, but occasionally, Diana would decide who or what small group of them would go first. Kayla assured me that the sex of the ones who did not receive his cock that night would look and feel the same as the ones he actually made love to. How can that be possible? When I have asked that each time I have questioned one of the wives, they just say that he’s an Alpha, and more than that, he is a Prime, as if that explains everything.

She finally realized that she had been standing there thinking for several minutes instead of drying her hair. “Get a move on, Girl, or they will tease you when you get to the kitchen.”

The time she had to spend washing and drying her long hair had irritated her husband, and he had frequently tried to make her have it cut, but that was one argument that she had won. She assumed that Jeff must like long hair, because many of his wives had long, thick hair, and with the enhancement, it, like hers, was healthy, shining and fell down her back in thick, gentle waves as soon as it was dry. The really odd thing was that her hair seemed to dry much more quickly than it did before the enhancement.

Late yesterday, after returning from 2214, she had divested herself of her bra, but ... she had still had on the thick top she had worn because of the cold. Do I dare go braless with this? she asked herself as she held the chosen top up. It was made of cashmere, and had been fairly expensive, but she had never worn it. She had splurged on it, but had hidden the purchase from her husband since he chastised her any time she bought clothes anywhere other than at Wal-Mart.

She slipped the top over her head, pulled her hair through, shook it out and stared at herself. The luxurious top draped across her breasts, and as she watched, her nipples swelled and elongated, obvious through the form-fitting material. She could see her blush in the mirror. I cannot wear this. She knew that, not only did Jeff’s wives wear tops to show off their breasts and nipples, but so did the other Alpha’s wives. But this is me, she thought, although it is not as if I am going to wear this around strangers, and none of the wives wear bras, at least while in the Retreat. Still...

Before she could change her mind, she put a set of simple earrings in her ears, pulled on a pair of tight jeans, and stepped into a pair of low heels. After a couple of swipes with her hair brush to settle her hair back into place, she hurried out of the suite before she could change her mind.

Over half the wives were already in the kitchen when she arrived. After a hug from the Clan Queen, Kei was given the job of preparing boiled eggs. Realizing that she had a bad track record peeling boiled eggs, she cringed mentally and hoped her luck would be better this morning.

Seeing the look on Kei’s face, Diana grinned at her. “We have fresh eggs from Van’s organic farm, but we set aside some of them for hard boiled. The container is marked, ‘For boiled eggs.’ We keep them separate to the absolutely fresh eggs because they need to be at least 10 days old for the easiest peeling. We boil them for 13 minutes in salt water, then put them in an ice bath for five minutes to shock them, and the peel comes off perfectly. Try it, Love. Oh, and be sure to completely cover the eggs with ice or they will be hard to peel.”

“How much salt?” Kei asked.

“Oh, it doesn’t make any real difference. It isn’t for salting the eggs for taste. If I remember correctly, it’s something to do with solidifying the protein in the egg, which helps to make the peeling easier. I usually put in a couple of tablespoons for the amount of water you’ll need.”

“How many eggs do we need?” Kei asked as Diana sat a big container on the countertop to use for boiling the eggs.

“Oh, fifty will do I should think. We will also have scrambled eggs on the bar, but Susan is taking care of them. If you have a problem, just ask any of us.”

Kei didn’t have more than a foggy idea how much water would be needed, so she ran some in, put the salt in, stirred, then began placing the eggs in four at a time, two being all she could grasp with each hand. When the eggs were in, she added enough water to cover them and a little more. As she reached to grasp the handles on the big pot, Melissa was suddenly there to assist in moving it onto the stove. She thanked the young wife, who, inexplicably hugged her before hurrying off. After the water came to a boil, she set a timer and went looking for something else to do.

Later, Kei put the last of the boiled eggs in a big bowl. All, save two, had peeled perfectly. When she had set those two aside, Dave, who had been sitting at the small table with Jeff, must have been watching because he motioned to her. “Bring those over here and we’ll ‘dispose’ of them for you.” Laughing at the grinning men, she did. They salted and peppered the eggs, and a couple of seconds later, the two Alphas made them disappear. Proudly, she took her bowl of perfectly peeled hard-boiled eggs to the breakfast bar, and was immediately drafted to help Jennie fill and put carafes of hot coffee on the tables.

In the rush, she had forgotten about the blouse or her braless breasts, but when she was again told to sit to Jeff’s left, she thought about how her top seemed to mold to her body. As the thought materialized, her nipples reacted. By the time the blessing had been said and they were eating, her nipples seemed to have decided to push holes in her top.

Covertly glancing around her, she realized that she was far from alone in her nipple display. Jeff didn’t say anything specifically, but smiled and reached over to squeeze her hand. His eyes dipped down for a second before, “Well done, and that is, indeed, a beautiful top you’re wearing this morning.”

Fighting the urge to pull her shoulders back in order to display her breasts to better advantage, Kei managed to stumble out her thanks while knowing she was blushing yet again. I would normally be trying to cover myself so that my nipples did not show, but with Jeff, I want him to see. What has come over me?

After breakfast was over and everything had been put away, Diana grabbed Kei’s hand. “Come on,” the Clan Queen told her as they left the kitchen to follow all of Jeff’s wives into the living room. He was sitting near the big window, gazing at the mountains in the distance, but as they entered, he turned his chair to face the room. No one seemed in a hurry, and as they all found seats to chat in small groups, their conversation mostly centered on the wedding, the things that Jasmine and Morales were doing, the alien menace and other things, all the wives eventually taking a turn to sit in his lap for a time, kissing and talking quietly with him. Kei realized that Jeff also slipped his hand under each of his wives’ tops to caress their breasts as he kissed and chatted with them, but it seemed that the affection displayed was more to show his love for them, rather than as a prelude to sex.

Kei realized that she was being allowed to witness more than she had ever been permitted before. Jeff had kissed his wives in front of her many times, but still, they were kisses and obviously not an overture to sex. Today was similar, but it was far more intimate than anything she had witnessed between the Prime and his wives before. And to add to that, he fondled each woman’s breasts as he kissed and talked quietly with them. But, she corrected herself, Fondle might be the wrong word. He seems to caress their breasts to show his love for them. Each of his wives seems almost to glow when they come back to sit with us. There is no doubt that they love him and he loves them.

She had been talking with Charlotte when Arlene touched her. “You’re up, Kei. Your time.”

Kei had told herself that this was just for Jeff’s wives. When she looked his way, he winked and subtly motioned to her.

Does he want me to sit on his lap? she asked herself. Of course he does, she scolded herself. Will he caress my breasts the way he did his wives? Will I allow him?

“Sit,” he quietly said when she neared. “I don’t bite – hard,” he added as he took her hand and gently pulled her onto his lap.

As soon as she sat, his strong arms encircled her as he squeezed just a little bit. “You feel good in my arms.”