Chapter 53

MONDAY AFTERNOON — SEPTEMBER 16

The afternoon on the range with Jeff, deputy Joyce Cramer, Diana and Laura had gone just the way that Diana and Laura had hoped. Laura had shot the tree twice more with the deputy, winning one and losing one. Diana had beaten Cramer three times out of three — well "beaten" might not have been a strong enough word; stomped would probably be more accurate. Cramer knew she was pretty darn good, but so was Laura. She didn't even have a word for Diana. She had come onto the range with a bit of an attitude about having to shoot with civilians. Then one of the civilians was every bit as good as she was, and the other was ... way beyond her.

Cramer had fired her qualification course twice more while the women watched, acing it both times.

By the time they had policed up their brass, gotten rid of the used targets, and cleaned their weapons, the afternoon was about over, with everyone tired. Cramer put her gear in the trunk of her car, thanked them again and was about to say goodbye when Diana insisted that she join them for something to drink.

"Oh, that sounds nice, but I've already taken up most of your day. I'll stop and pick up a drink on the way back..."

Jeff's wives looked at her. "Nonsense," Diana said. "Come on inside. Let's sit down and relax for a little while and get to know each other some more. Unless, of course, you had rather..."

"No, I don't have anything to do..." Cramer started.

That was all that Diana needed. She grabbed Joyce's arm, ushering her toward the back door. "That's great. Come on. The girls should be out of class shortly. We can fix something to eat and have a gabfest. Do you swim? We've got a nice pool. We could grill some burgers. We'll have a ball."

"But I didn't bring a suit with me," Cramer managed to get in.

"Oh, we have dozens of them. We're bound to have one that will fit you just right," Diana answered, whisking Cramer down the hallway.

Laura hung back with Jeff. "Do you like your new pussy, Husband?" Laura asked, grinning.

"Baby, I hope you two know what you're doing. I like her a lot, but did you ever find out if she is married?"

"Not married. No boyfriend. She's just been waiting for Mr. Right to come along. We'll get the real lowdown before the night is over. She can ride to Denver with us tomorrow when we go to the lawyer's office, then pick up Linda's computer. She's taking some comp time that she has built up from working extra in the department. She'll be part of us in no time."

Stopping out of sight of the other two, Jeff backed Laura against the wall, lifted her chin with a fingertip. She looked so beautiful that he had to stop and kiss her before he could ask any more questions, though.

"Oh, Jeff, I love you so," she said, fiercely hugging him when they broke the kiss. "I don't know what I would have done without you in my life. And my daughter loves you so much. Thank you for being our man."

Jeff sighed. "Baby, I love you just as much, and Ann, too, of course. But what brought this on about Cramer? True, she's very pretty and seems to be intelligent, but why did you two start this all of a sudden?"

Laura hugged him, then leaned back against the wall. Glancing down the hallways for a second, she turned back to Jeff. "Maybe it had something to do with Evie going after Linda. I don't know for sure. But a few days ago, Diana mentioned that it was time to add another woman. We all talked about it, and agreed that deputy Cramer was the only woman we had been around that seemed to fit the bill. When she called, it was almost like providence or something."

Jeff snorted.

"Well, let's just say that we seized the opportunity."

"But why in the world would you or Diana think that I needed another woman? I mean, I have seven, and I'm just one man."

Laura grabbed his belt with her left hand, then tapped him on the chest with a fingertip of the other, as Diana was wont to do. "One man my ass. You're an Alpha Male, and more. By the healer's society, you're a Prime. Half the time, you go to sleep with that pole sticking straight up, anyway, so don't try to tell us that you can't handle another woman."

"But, Baby, she's a deputy."

"So? Diana is your only legal wife. We don't profess to be your wives in public."

"But there is Arlene. And I know we talked about this before, and I guess the incest laws aren't generally pushed unless it is an underage child, or the person complained, but Cramer is a deputy," he repeated, frowning.

"So, police aren't supposed to police their families. If she joins us, she isn't going to complain about Arlene. Remember, whether you believe in it or not, we can feel the effect you have on us. When you really tried on the range, she felt it. When you make love to her and turn on whatever it is that you do, she's going to wake up knowing that she has found her man. And she'll be right. She'll be proud that your semen is in her — proud. It will feel right. But she's already falling in love with you. She won't have a chance by tomorrow night.

"And don't even start about it being too quick. We both know that things are different around you, our Alpha Male."

Grabbing his neck, Laura kissed him again, then the couple walked down the hall toward the kitchen, Laura holding her arm tightly around his waist, and Jeff with his arm around her shoulders.

When they entered the kitchen, still cuddling, Joyce looked up at them from her seat across from Diana. Laura turned to Jeff and kissed him. She didn't hold the kiss for more than a few seconds, but it was a real kiss.

"There you are," Diana said, getting up and kissing her husband, the kiss lasting a little longer. Turning to Laura, she lightly kissed her on the lips.

Glancing back at Joyce, Diana grinned at her. "Come on to our suite. The class just finished. The girls and Helen will be there shortly. We'll find you a suit, then get ready for our cookout." Turning back to Jeff, she instructed, "Get our grill going, Big Man. We'll meet you there in a little while."

Diana kissed her husband again, then Laura really kissed him this time, leaving no doubt in Cramer's mind that something was going on.

"Uh, maybe I should just go on..."

Jeff put his hand on her shoulder and gently squeezed, "We want you to be here. Please stay."

Cramer's face flushed as she looked up at him, wondering what was happening. I'm acting like a little girl. I tingle all over, and oh, my gosh, I'm getting wet. No man has ever affected me like this. What's wrong with me?

"Uh, okay," she heard herself quietly stammer. Before she could further make a fool of herself, Laura grabbed Cramer's hand and dragged her out of the kitchen.

Diana looked back at her husband and winked. A second later, she followed the other two through the door.

Cramer, Diana and Laura, made a couple of turns and wound up in a large sitting room. Cramer glanced at the exquisite furniture and the giant high definition TV, as Laura ushered her on through to the bedroom. They need to pass out maps, the deputy thought. I'm not even sure I can find the kitchen, again.

Then she saw the bed. Clearing her throat, knowing that her face was glowing, she said, "That bed is bigger than my whole living room..." Her mind in a turmoil, she didn't even notice the even bigger TV in the bedroom.

Laura took her hand and tugged her around to the vanity area. Oh, my gosh. Look at the vanity sinks. These two aren't stupid. They're doing a lot more than just getting me a suit to wear.

"This is our shower area," Diana said as Cramer stared.

Bidets in each area, she thought and a urinal over there. Wow. You can see inside the shower area from the urinal. Looking at Diana and Laura who both looked like they were about to burst, she started to laugh. Looks like he's designed it for some eye candy while he pees, she mused.

"We didn't come in here to get me a suit," she accused, her laughter threatening to change into giggles.

"Well, we are going to get you a suit," Diana said, a smug look on her face, "but we thought you should know a couple of things."

"But why did you..." Joyce started to say, then stopped, her intelligence bridging the gap, her cheeks beginning to flush.

Walking back into the bedroom, she plopped down in one of the seats, idly noticing the beautiful fabric covering it. How many is he married to? My gosh, there has to be ten or twelve of the vanity sinks, and that closet is enormous. Why are they telling me this? But I think I know why. They asked me about a boyfriend or a husband. Oh, shit! Her thoughts in turmoil, she looked up as the bedroom door opened.

The other wives trooped in led by Arlene. She took one look at Cramer's white face and did a U-turn. Back in the sitting room, she got ice, a glass and a coke. Returning, she poured the drink and offered it to Cramer. "Guess Mom has told you, huh?"

Cramer absently took the glass, then a sip, trying to get her brain started again. "Uh, I guess she did, sort of," she quietly said, then realized that there was a distinct tremble to her hand holding the coke.

Diana pulled up another seat next to Cramer. The others arranged themselves on the bed, seats or the floor near Cramer. Diana took the deputy's hand. "My husband has seven wives. We love him and he loves us. We have more money than we could spend in ten lifetimes. We decided to let you see us for how we really are. That's a lot of trust. Few people know about our relationships, and it must remain that way, but you're different."

Diana leaned back into her comfortable seat, maintaining eye contact with Cramer, who had yet to say anything. "We, my sister-wives and I, have discussed you recently, then you called. Our husband is different from any man that you have come in contact with. Of this, I'm positive. Tonight, we're asking you to be with us and share a little of our lives. Tomorrow, we have to go into Denver to see about buying another farm, then we're going to do a little shopping, and also pick up another computer for someone that is going to join in our school. Since you have told us that you have a week off, we would like for you to be with us a couple of days until you make your decision."

"Decision?" Cramer managed to get out, looking around at all the women smiling at her.

"Yeah," Diana said. "I think you already know what the question is. If you're not positive yet, you will be. Just let your heart lead you..."

There was a snicker from one of the girls.

Diana grinned, "Well, your heart and other things," she laughed. "Alpha Males tend to get your full attention."

Cramer glanced at the big bed again, her imagination going into overdrive. Her face flushed again as she glanced around at the beautiful women and girls sprawled out on the bed, all obviously braless. Although she tried not to, her mind charged right into a fantasy of Jeff with his women.

The room was quiet as her thoughts turned to Jeff's daughter. As their eyes locked, Arlene slow-winked at her. His daughter. Cramer thought, a strange tingle going through her body. Remember to breathe, you idiot, she admonished herself as the world threatened to gray out around her. They're giving me a chance to be one of them. A part of a harem.

She had read of this king of some small nation taking another wife recently. Something like number twenty, or thereabouts. She had just laughed to herself when she read the article on the news, but there had been times when she had fantasized when she used her vibrator. But that was fantasy. This was..."

"We're going to get things started for the cookout," Arlene said as the girls stood. "We'll see you in a few minutes," she said to Joyce.

Absently nodding, Cramer watched the girls flounce out of the room, laughing and teasing each other. She vaguely wondered when they had communicated about the cookout. She must have missed it.

Laura and Diana put several bikinis on the bed. "Take your pick," Laura said, fighting not to grin, wondering if Cramer had balls enough to wear one of the tiny suits, hoping she wasn't going to faint after being hit with the realization about the harem.

Cramer looked at the suits arrayed in front of her. They ranged from very modest — for a bikini — to almost imaginary. She was just about certain that the pink one wouldn't cover her nipples, let alone anything else.

Diana strolled in wearing a yellow bikini that left little to the imagination, but did cover the most interesting parts — barely.

"There will be one other guy there," Diana said, "Dave. But he isn't a problem. So, don't let that influence your decision."

Cramer glanced again at Diana, trying not to stare at her high, full breasts. My goodness, I knew she was beautiful, but that is the most perfect body I have ever seen. She tore her eyes away, but was almost certain that the women knew what she had been thinking. I thought I had a good body, but she looks so — exotic. How do her breasts stand out like that? But they surely don't look like silicone. Can they actually be real?

"I think this one will go well with your coloring," Helen said handing her one of the tiny suits, but not the tiniest. "Why don't you go into the bathroom and put it on?"

Cramer took the suit and looked at it. There isn't enough cloth here to make a decent handkerchief, as they say. And I'm expected to parade around in front of Jeff. Then again, I guess this is some kind of tryout for his harem. I should be pissed that they would even ask me. Instead, I'm about to soak my panties. Surely I'm dreaming.

Amazing herself, she got up and went into the bathroom. Quickly taking her clothes off and putting them on the counter, she tied the bottom of the bikini on, adjusting the little triangle in front. Well, at least I don't have much hair down there, and keep what little I do have trimmed.

Putting the top on, she looked in the mirror. Shit! I look more naked in this than I do without having a stitch on. No way am I going to wear this in front of Jeff, let alone Dave.

Diana stepped into the room. "Beautiful," she said. "I knew you were the one. Jeff will have to sit with his legs crossed all night," she finished with a tiny giggle that went with her teenage looks.

It dawned on Cramer just how young Diana did look. How does she do that? Is she Arlene's stepmother or something?

Diana grabbed her hand. "Come on, the girls will have everything ready to go by the time we get to the pool. And Jeff won't be able to talk when he sees you."

When Joyce got back to the bedroom, Helen and Laura were now wearing their bikinis. "Talk, heck," Joyce said, looking around her at the women. "With you guys around, he won't even see me."

Diana handed Cramer a new swim cap, then as they started out the door, she held Cramer back for a second. "Don't sell yourself short. And remember, he's the most wonderful guy on Earth. And like I said, he's an Alpha Male. If he kisses you, just go with it. You aren't going to make anyone mad. If we didn't want you here, you wouldn't be here. Relax and have a good time. We have a beautiful suite for you tonight. Tomorrow we'll get some business done, and do a little shopping. Our Alpha is bashful sometimes, but he's always full of surprises, too. He keeps us on our toes. Go with the flow, as they say."

Alpha Male? Cramer thought as they began the long walk to the pool. Crap. Half the stuff they're talking about makes me want to just laugh at them, get in my car and leave. But I felt it when he touched me. Now I'm walking down this hallway in a bikini smaller than any I've ever owned. I must be losing my mind to do this. Harem? Well, obviously from the bed and the vanity area, they all sleep together. Heck, he has a urinal in the bathroom, so it's not just the women in that bedroom. Oh, well, I've had a great time today. Eating with them and going for a swim in a rich man's pool won't hurt anything. It might be the only chance I get to rub elbows with money. And they seem so casual about everything.

"There you are," Jeff said, loudly as they opened the door to the pool area. "The girls and Evie are ready to put the food on the table."

Diana, Helen and Laura quickly helped with the food, but as Joyce tried to help, Jeff waylaid her. "You remember Dave and Evie from when you ate breakfast with us, don't you?"

Evie gave Joyce a quick hug. "Glad to see you again," she said, with an amused look on her face.

Dave shook hands with Cramer, while forbidding his eyes to drift southward. After exchanging pleasantries, he went to talk with Jeff, while the women drew Joyce into their activities.

The burger supper came and went with Cramer allowed to help, which made her feel more like part of the group. Again marveling at the group effort, this time directed at the little cleanup that was needed, she thought, I still can't believe that they don't have servants — at least a cook and someone to clean up after meals. And I can see the effort they're making to make me feel comfortable. Not to say anything about letting me use their range and their ammunition — and their swimsuit. I can't believe I'm parading around in a bikini, but then again everyone else is, also. And the guys have on Speedos that don't cover a lot more. Surely that bulge in Jeff's suit can't be real, and Dave isn't far behind him. Then again, Jeff has seven wives; he would have to have something.

Realizing that her eyes had locked on Jeff's crotch like some teenager, as he walked by, she fought to not blush. She looked toward the pool. I know that he saw me looking. If I look him in the eye now..."

Suddenly, she felt his hand clamp down on hers and the feeling hit her again. Laughing, he ran to the pool dragging her, despite her protests, and dived in still holding her hand. As they surfaced, he spun away from her, stroking hard for the other side. The water was suddenly alive with girls and women diving in. Someone threw the ball in and a game was underway.