Chapter 632

Aiko and Kei sat in Aiko’s suite, both sipping Aiko’s favorite tea, the only problem being the tears in her eyes.

“I suppose I waited too long. I was lost in agonizing over what your father had done to me over the years, and I could not seem to break out of my depression. This ... environment I have found myself submerged in was almost beyond my comprehension. A man – a powerful man – with so many wives, yet he is kind to everyone around him. I ... deep down, I could not fully believe that he did not possess the same terrible characteristics your father did – and still does. He would kill me now, even after all that has happened, just because I finally have a life without pain or suffering.”

With a sigh, she continued, “I remained locked in my little world, no matter how many times you tried to talk to me. Now, Jeff has asked Tosha to marry him. Oh,” she quickly went on, “I do not begrudge her the happiness for she is a very nice person, not to mention beautiful, but will Diana ever permit Jeff to have yet another wife? Tosha will make eighteen. Eighteen wives are...”

“ ... seventeen more than most men can handle,” Kei broke in with a giggle, “but if numbers are worrying you – don’t. My man has absolutely no problem handling seventeen of us, and I am not referring to sex – exclusively. Diana runs the ... harem, if that is the designation you would prefer, but it does not project the proper view of our ... arrangement. Diana is the head of our marriage under her husband, and he leaves most decisions to her unless she refuses for some reason or other. But, there is far more to it than that. We have something. Something that ties us together. More and more, we seem to know what the other wife is thinking. Oh, not telepathy. At least I don’t think it is, but somehow, there is something that helps us agree with each other – helps us to see, and feel, the other person’s side of things. We’re closer than sisters – closer than identical twins. I suppose you could say that it takes selfishness out of the equation.”

“Daughter, I know that you are thrilled with your marriage. I never doubted that. It is just that I am finally realizing that I will never have what you and the others have. And ... it is my fault. Even when Jeff comes by and takes me into his arms, there is still something – all that has gone on with your father in the past – that keeps me from even hoping. What I am now doing to increase my strength and stamina, I should have done months ago – just as you tried to get me to do. If I had come out of my shell a little sooner, maybe...”

“Don’t you dare give up, Mother. I have not been married to him for many years the way Diana has, but he would not be pushing you to complete that obstacle course unless he has plans for you.”

“But, he has asked Tosha to marry him. No telling when Diana will allow another wife – if ever.”

“Don’t bet on it, Mother. She has shared some things with us that we didn’t know before. I was told not to mention them just yet, but there have been reasons she has pushed her husband to marry more women. All I can say for now is do not give up. Keep training, and I am confident that you will not be disappointed.”

“I sincerely hope that you are correct, but for now, it is time for my second workout of the day,” Aiko answered with her slight accent that Jeff liked so much. “Please remind Jeff not to forget to bring Little One by in the morning. I am increasing my workout almost daily. Truly, though, my body sometimes amazes me, even if I am a middle-aged woman.”

Kei was shaking her head. “Who looks thirty at most, and whose body is in near-perfect condition.”

“Maybe, but things are a lot easier with Little One to heal me of my soreness in order for me to add more distance on a regular basis. Indeed, I am stronger than I have ever been in my life, and I am adding mileage to my run almost every day. Diana says I am adding too much distance too soon, but the only drawback is the soreness, and when Jeff brings Little One by in the mornings, even that goes away now.”

“Does he come by at other times and kiss you, still?”

“Yes, but only on occasion does he...”

“ ... decide to turn you on,” Kei offered with an evil little grin.

“Your old mother is using the vibrator you gave her every day,” Aiko said as she blushed furiously.

“Good,” Kei said with another giggle. “If he teases you occasionally, he hasn’t forgotten you. He just doesn’t want to leave you hanging. You haven’t lost him, and I suspect you will soon be very surprised. I think that Tosha had given up, too, but you couldn’t wipe the grin off her face now, no matter what.”

“I must go,” Aiko said as she slipped her exercise shoes on and quickly left.

Kei finished her tea and cleaned up after the two of them. Oh, you’re going to be walking funny for another reason sooner than you think, Dear Mother.

There was the excitement of another impending wedding – dresses and dress shop people coming in, a fitting, manicure, pedicure, hair – the usual chaos. All of which Jeff studiously avoided. They would tell him when and where and would even lay his clothes out for him in addition to helping him dress. All of that with Arlene and Diana keeping firmly to the tradition they had developed from the first.

Only a few days later, Tosha stood trembling in the alcove above the winding stairway with Arlene there for support.

“Stop it,” Arlene told Tosha, hoping to get her mind off worrying that she wasn’t pretty enough to be one of Jeff’s wives. “Darn it, Tosha, you’re a beautiful woman. I’ll bet there will be erections all over the audience from the guys you work with, and every darn one of them will be wishing it could be him you will have your legs wrapped around tonight.”

Tosha giggled. “That’s a rather graphic thing to tell a bride before she walks down those stairs, isn’t it?”

Arlene just grinned at her. “Once he makes love to you, you will never even think of another man, except maybe to be disgusted with him. He’s the best lover in the world, and he’s certainly not a wimp. Oh, Mom, and sometimes even one of us, pushes him a wee bit too much. I think with Mom it’s because she still feels guilty about submitting to Jack, even though she and I couldn’t resist because Little One had turned up our sexual reactions beyond what our mortal brains could handle. I hate what happened, but Mom still lets it bother her, and I think she wants our husband to punish her with a spanking from time to time because of what she allowed to happen – whether or not it was her fault. Oh, Daddy never really hurts her, but he sure as heck turns her on when he reddens her ass.”

“Oh, gosh, Arlene, I’m scared. How will I ever get used to being in bed with seventeen other women right there with me?”

Arlene smiled. “Once the daisy chain starts, your total focus will be on what he is doing to you. Trust me. When it is over, it will be challenging, indeed, to believe that he was actually making love to someone else. I no longer even think of it that way. I’ve had tons of orgasms, and my pussy and breasts feel used and very, very wonderful. I even feel somewhat sore the next morning if our sessions last too long – as do all my sister-wives. And all of us feel the same way. There is seldom anything to argue about because he always loves me, and every wife feels the same way. So how could we be jealous? Besides, we love each other too much to be jealous, and remember, we’re married to each other as well.”

They could hear the beautiful sounds of an amplified twelve-string guitar mated superbly with a perfectly tuned piano, both played by talented musicians. “Okay, I have to hurry around so I can take my place with the other wives. Just wait for the music to change, and remember to take your time coming down the stairs. The walk down them in that beautiful dress is a one-time deal, so go slowly and enjoy it. Nobody is going anywhere, and your husband and all of us wives will be waiting for you in the front.”

With a quick kiss on the cheek, Arlene was gone to hurry around to the front of the living room. A few seconds later, the music Tosha had waited for all her life started. Head up, she told herself. After all, I’m going to be Mrs. Tosha Matthews. The young woman, her head held high, gracefully started down the stairs, her face aglow with excitement.

The Pocket Planet on Ship – The Alien Women’s Chambers

Early morning found Diana, feeling a little strange, sitting with the alien women in the main room of their chambers. Almost half of the women were nude, while the rest were in various stages of dress. The novelty of clothing was still new, and old habits were strong, therefore the continuing full-nudity with some of them.

Adrienné came back in bearing two cups of stim. Diana smiled as she accepted her cup and said, “The scary thing about this stuff is I’m beginning to like it.”

“It was the only good thing about our life before,” Adrienné said, far too seriously.

“I’m sorry. No woman should have been subjected to what you and all your sisters were. At least you will never have to worry about that again.”

The alien took a sip of her stim, her luscious lips seeming to caress the rim of the cup. Adrienné had chosen to wear a pair of tight white shorts with a pair of matching snow-white slip-on shoes without socks, but had forborne wearing a top.

“Why do you wear clothes when you do not have to?” Adrienné suddenly asked the Clan Queen as if reading her mind.

“I ... uh,” Diana returned while she furiously thought. “Well, several reasons,” she tentatively said. “Probably up there with modesty is that our laws require it if we are in the public view...”

“Public view means where someone else, not of your family, can see, correct?”

“Yes, close enough.”

“I do not think that the term is even in our language, at least not with the same sense that it is in English.”

“I suppose that a big part of our wearing clothes even at home is modesty. Not all of us are as beautiful as you,” Diana said with a smile.

“I am beautiful? I ... do not know how to respond to that. I never thought of myself as beautiful before coming here.”

“Well, you are.”

“Does your husband think so?” Adrienné quietly asked.

“Oh, fishing for compliments?” she said with a giggle.

“Fishing? Oh, I think I understand. Yes, I was... fishing for a compliment, but I also want to know.”

“He thinks, just as all of us do, that you are, indeed, beautiful.”

“But I have my bioy – uh, you refer to them as brow ridges,” the alien said as she motioned to her forehead, “and these,” she added as she shifted her shoulders to emphasize her breasts. Both make me look drastically different from human women.

“Well, the brow ridges are different, but they’re obviously sensitive because I have seen you and others ... uh, absently caressing them from time to time. And unless I’ve misinterpreted my husband’s expression, he finds them sexy. I can guarantee that he finds your breasts sexy. They are perfect cones with large nipples and seem to have just the right amount of jiggle and sway to please him. We’ve been married several years, and I have made certain that I know what he finds attractive. When he finally puts his cock in me, I am more than ready. Unfortunately, after he has me so ready, I pass out too quickly.”