Chapter 622

... A few minutes later, Diana, while leading the group, turned right out of the kitchen, then left at the next intersection while Jeff’s tension continued to build. Fuck, how did I get my ass into this? I was worried enough about trying to help someone bake sweet rolls, but now my wife has decided to show the group our bedroom. I need to come up with an excuse to be somewhere else.

“Don’t even think about it, Husband,” his first wife called out to him as he tried to fade toward the back of the group. “Don’t let him get away, Arlene,” Diana ordered without even looking over her shoulder.

Shit. Shit. Shit. The woman has eyes in the back of her head.

They stopped off in the suite’s sitting room where the alien women, with Diana’s encouragement, tried out the seating, their eyes soon locked on the big TV on the wall where a soap opera was in progress.

“What is that?” one of First’s women asked.

“It’s a...” Diana began, only to glare at her husband, who was suddenly trying to keep from laughing his ass off.

But the laughter was short-lived as someone turned the volume up.

“I might have known that alien women would like soap operas, too,” he grumbled – not that anyone was paying attention to him at the moment.

Diana almost threatened him with having to sleep on the couch, but that would only make him laugh harder because he knew she wouldn’t stick to it.

Diana and her sister-wives practically had to pull the alien women away from the TV to continue the tour.

“What is that?” one of the women asked as soon as they entered the enormous bedroom.

“Our bed,” Arlene replied.

“That is a bed?“ another asked in apparent wonder.

“Where do you have sex?” another asked.

Arlene looked at her mother and grinned. “Well, mostly there in the bed, but if the notion strikes us and there’s no one around, almost anywhere in the Retreat.”

“Does your male not demand a sex chair?” the alien asked.

“Sex chair?” Diana wondered aloud.

“Yes, a padded chair with no arms that can be raised or lowered and configured for sex.”

“We have many seats in the living room and some in here as well,” Arlene said as she motioned, “but the chairs aren’t designed specifically for sex. We usually have sex on the bed.”

“We, too, have seats designed only for sitting,” the woman responded as she noted the many seats scattered around the giant bedroom, “but the sex chair can be used for either; however, I doubt that those can,” she said, pointing.

“Oh, you would be surprised,” Caitlin answered with a grin. Then motioning, “That seat with the big padded arms is just the right height for me to lean over while my husband takes me from behind.”

The alien woman turned to stare at Caitlin. “It seems that the man would have a problem reaching the woman, but I suppose that is his problem. Fortunately, our males do not bother us too often and usually require the female to be lying on her back.”

Caitlin’s grin got bigger. “Oh, trust me; it’s no bother to us for our husband to have sex with us. Many times, we are the ones who instigate it. Frequently during the day, we manage to get him alone, or with only a wife or two, for some extra loving,” she finished as she winked at her husband.

Another woman stepped closer to ask, “Are you saying he has sex with all of you every sleep period?”

“Yes,” Caitlin instantly answered. “If we are touching him or the woman he is physically making love to, he is also making love to us. There is a mental connection that is hard to explain, but he loves all of us almost every day.”

The aliens all had a blank look on their faces when they heard that. After a long pause, “But...” the alien began, “could you explain more about this making love. Is that one of your terms for sex?” she asked naively.

“We’ll explain it in more detail later,” Diana broke in to say, “but what my sister-wives are saying is true. My husband has sex with all of us every night, and we are all satisfied.”

“Satisfied?” another asked. “What is satisfied?”

“We all have orgasms until we generally pass out from the ecstasy.”

“Ecstasy?”

“Yes, the ecstasy we have as our bodies orgasm – an indescribable sense of bliss from his having made love to us.”

“Men have orgasms. They grunt and gasp and make funny noises as they squirt into us. Women do not have any such thing.”

“We do,” Nyala and Sarina said almost simultaneously.

“You now grunt and make faces?” one of the women asked the two. “You did not do that when you lived with us.”

Giggling almost as earth women might, the two aliens passed a glance before Sarina spoke. “I suppose we do make noise, but the feeling is indescribable. My entire body ... tingles, and a feeling passes through me that is so intense I can barely breathe.”

“The feeling is so wonderful that I sometimes think I am going to die,” Nyala added.

“It sounds horrible,” another of the alien women remarked.

Both Miadax women laughed. “You have to experience it to believe it,” Sarina added.

“I never feel anything other than boredom,” another of the Miadax women remarked.

“Me either,” several more added.

When the discussion died down somewhat, Diana injected, “The males can be taught to please you sexually. Once your bodies have been freed of the drug, chances are you will think a lot differently about sex – just as Sarina and Nyala so obviously do. We’re hoping that learning new things and having interactions with your Big Sister will help focus your minds while your bodies are going through withdrawal.”

One of the alien women moved a step closer to Diana. “I can see that the First’s women are now much smarter than I am, and I want to be smart too. What can I do?”

Diana hugged her. “Just keep a positive attitude and be willing to learn. We’re going to begin teaching you the basics of cooking.” Before any of the women could object, the Clan Queen went quickly on. “Cooking is not difficult, and we’ll start slowly. We realize that almost everything is more difficult while having to deal with a language you are unaccustomed to, but remember, you will have someone by your side to help. We’re doing this for fun while also trying to help you focus on other things as the drug is being slowly removed from your bodies.

“No one will grade you on anything you do. Rather, we hope you will enjoy learning new things. So, relax and have fun as we teach you. If there’s something you don’t understand, ask your Big Sister. She’s there to help you understand. Now, let’s go back to the kitchen and get started. We’re going to begin with something quick and easy but still tastes wonderful. And you get to eat it when we’re finished.”

When they all filed into the kitchen, Jeff stepped close to his Clan Queen. “This is an enormous kitchen, but even it is going to be full with all of you in here at the same time.”

“Yeah,” she quietly said. “After today, I’m going to split the group in half, but I want us to all be together for our first day. We should have plenty of room for the simple thing we’re going to prepare. When we have it ready, we’ll eat in the dining room.”

“So, what are you going to cook today?” Jeff asked.

Diana turned in order to address the alien women as she answered her husband. “We won’t actually cook anything just now, but I want to start with something easy to prepare that still tastes wonderful. Since we know that all of you enjoy ice cream, we are going to make banana splits for our first dessert.”

Diana smiled and continued, “Most Earth women love chocolate, and Nyala and Sarina have already had some, but I need to find out if all of you like it too. There are disposable spoons on the counter there. Nat and Nicki are over at one of the cooktops with pans of homemade chocolate syrup they are warming. They will show you how to dip your spoon in to get a taste of the warm chocolate. “Remember, this is just for a taste so we’ll know what to put on your banana split later. But dip your spoon only once, please. After you have your taste, you can dispose of your spoons in the trashcan there,” she said while pointing. If any of you don’t like the taste, please let your Big Sister know.

The alien women were hesitant, but Nyala and Sarina each took a spoon and carefully dipped it in the chocolate that was warming on the stove. They were tentative as they tasted the chocolate, but a smile soon adorned their faces as the familiar taste they had quickly learned to love hit their tastebuds.

“Just drop your disposable spoons in the trashcan,” Nat reminded them.

The first two or three of the other alien women were hesitant as they dipped their spoons, but after they too smiled and quickly consumed their chocolate, the others were eager to try it as well.

“Okay,” Diana raised her voice over the sudden outpouring of Miadax as the females chatted among themselves, “now that I know that all of you like chocolate, we’re going to learn how to make a very simple but delicious dessert.”

At Diana’s nod, Jennie and Melissa opened the big freezer at the end of the kitchen and brought out two trays of banana split dishes they distributed across the counters. “It isn’t necessary to have cold dishes if the banana split is made and served quickly, but since it will be your first time to make one, the cold dish will help keep your ice cream from melting as you add the other ingredients.”

She called their attention to Nat, Nicki, and Whitney and said, “The ladies are using sharp knives to cut both ends off the bananas, which will make peeling them easier for you. Each of you watch as I demonstrate how to peel a banana. The peelings go into the garbage cans there,” she said, pointing. “Now, you do it, and Big Sisters, make sure they are peeling it properly. When the peels are off and in the garbage, you may split the banana with the butter knife beside your dish. Just put your peeled banana in the dish and split it in half like so,” Diana said while demonstrating. Most of the women required their Big Sisters to show them how to hold the butter knives, but they got their bananas split, although only a few of them managed to wind up with two equal halves.

Adrienné was much better than most of the alien women, although she too held her knife awkwardly before again looking over and copying Diana.

“Excellent. That was the hard part. Now comes the fun part – putting in the ice cream and adding the toppings.”

The Big Sisters had the women line up by the ice cream containers as other Big Sisters added a scoop each of vanilla, chocolate and strawberry ice cream.

When all had their ice cream, Diana again demonstrated how to take a ladle each of strawberry topping to pour over the strawberry ice cream, a ladle of pineapple topping on the vanilla, and to finish, a portion of warm chocolate syrup drizzled over the scoop of chocolate ice cream. There were a couple of slight mishaps, but some of the Big Sisters were there to clean up the small spills and reassure the aliens they would not be punished.

Banana splits in hand, the Big Sisters ushered the alien women into the adjoining dining room where there were napkins and spoons waiting along with freshly-poured cups of stim.

The aliens handled their banana splits as if they were the most precious thing they had ever seen or owned. Maybe it was since they owned nothing other than the clothes and shoes the Matthews had given them.

As the women were seated in the beautiful dining room, the Clan Queen cleared her throat and spoke. “I know that, with the exception of First’s women, you were generally given stim with nothing to curtail the bitter taste. So today, I want each of you to put two spoons of sugar and a dash of creamer into your stim like so,” she said while demonstrating. “Big Sisters, you might want to show them how much cream to use.”

After a sip or two, the two spoons of sugar generally became four or more, but there were smiles as the alien women tasted their stim. Diana had debated soft drinks, but she was afraid of the carbonation with a group that had never had it before. She didn’t want to chance an upset stomach to spoil someone’s day.