Chapter 31: Adaptations

It took about four months, but the five new girls were able to finally feel comfortable and safe in our family. Sure, they weren't my daughters but I treated them with the love and respect as if they were. One thing that impressed them was the ability to make decisions for themselves and not be forced into things they did not want. In the back of my mind I was toying around with the idea of adoption, but I didn't mention it to any of them.

A couple of them, Melissa (14) and Dora (15) were fascinated with my photography hobby and wanted to learn more about it. I was more than happy to oblige them since I loved the hobby and took it as a compliment when they also showed an interest. I suggested that they talk to Miss Collins, the photography teacher, about taking the course next school year. In the meantime Kim and I would show them as much as we could about the hobby.

Kim and Cathy became close friends with the girls and spent a lot of time with them. It was not unusual at all for them to spend an entire day playing in and around the pool and hot tub. Bobby McIntosh (he was the boy who had the pictures in the photo class) seemed very interested in some of the girls and hung around whenever they were doing something.

In spite of what he had been forced to do he had the normal teenage boy attraction to teenage girls. Of course the fact that the five girls were quite pretty did not dampen his spirit in the least. It was even comical to see him facing seven to one odds in the pool. The best part of the whole situation was the joy Grace and I felt, hearing the girls laughing and playing as if they hadn't a care in the world.

One day Kim asked me, "Art, can I talk with you in private please?"

"Sure, Kim. Let's go to my den."

We made our way to my den and Kim closed and locked the door. Uh-oh, here we go again. I figured she was horny and needed a little special attention. It looked like I was right when she launched herself at me and almost smothered me with a very steamy passionate kiss. I returned the kiss which lasted almost a full minute. I could never deny that sweet girl a moment of passion whenever she needed it. Kim broke the kiss, "That was nice; but I really do need to talk with you."

"Sure, what's on your mind sweetheart?"

"I had a talk with Dora and I think there is something you should know."

"Is she having trouble fitting in with us?"

"No, quite the opposite."

"I don't understand."

"I have noticed how she looks at you whenever you are around her."

"Now that you mention it I have noticed something too."

"Do you think she is afraid of me? She seems to watch me like a hawk."

"If only it were that simple. No, it looks like she has a major crush on you."

"What gave you that idea?"

"Just about every time we talk, she asks all about you. She wants to know your likes and dislikes. She asked what it is like to kiss you. She knows that I sleep in your bed and she asked what kind of a lover you are."

"What did you tell her?"

"I told her that you are the kindest, gentlest and most considerate lover a girl could ask for."

"You know, if you keep that up, my ego is going to explode."

"It's just the truth. I think she wants to jump your decrepit old bones."

"Hey, I'm not that old!"

"I know. I'm just teasing. Seriously, what do you plan to do about her?"

"Basically, nothing. I will not take advantage of her feelings, but if she comes on to me I surely will not reject her. After what she has been through, rejection would devastate her and destroy her feeling of self-worth. Her emotions are very fragile and need to be met with love and compassion. I think she needs to feel wanted both physically and emotionally."

"Will you make love with her if she asks?"

"Only if it is her idea, and then only if she is very sure of what she wants. I will not encourage her, but on the other hand, I will not reject her advances either. I will try to convince her to take it slow so she doesn't do something impulsive and end up getting hurt in the process. I guess the best thing I can do is to simply love and respect her."

"You know, with an attitude like that I can see that you are going to remain very popular. I wouldn't be surprised to see the other girls go after you in due time."

"I only do what I think is best for them."

"Okay, so now to the other reason I asked you in here." Kim pushed me down onto the couch and proceeded to undress me.

I only put up token resistance letting her have her way with me. We both got naked and made passionate love to each other. Every time we do it, it just seems to get better. My only regret is that I can only marry one woman at a time.

We showered and then went back out into the living room. As we emerged, Grace gave me that knowing look and I just blushed in silent reply. Kim dashed out to the pool deck to join her new friends. I took Grace's hand and led her to our bedroom. Just as soon as we got through the door she jumped me and, just like her horny daughter, started to make love to me.

Well, in spite of the fact that I had just made love with Kim, I was able to show Grace an exciting time as I brought her to three orgasms before I had mine.

As we were basking in the afterglow, I mentioned to her, "That's not why I brought you up here. Now, don't get me wrong. I thoroughly enjoyed what we just did but I have something to discuss with you."

"You never have let anything get in the way of making love. So what's on your mind?"

"I just had a talk with Kim about one of the girls."

"Are you going to try to tell me you two just talked for over an hour?"

"Okay, we made love but we did talk too."

"What about?"

"Well, it turns out that Dora seems to have a crush on me."

"And you're just finding that out now?"

"What do you mean?"

"I've seen the way she looks at you. It's kind of hard to miss."

"Why didn't you say something?"

"I just wanted to see how long it would take you to tumble."

"Very funny. I think we have a problem."

"We?"

"Yes we!"

"No, you have the problem. I'm just going to sit back and enjoy the show."

"Thanks a lot. So what do I do now?"

"Just love her. That's what she needs most right now. If it blooms into something more, I'm sure you'll know how to handle it. Remember how it was with Kim; just treat Dora the same way and everything will work out fine."

"Why me?"

"Oh it's just because you're so soft and cuddly like a big kitten."

"Meow."

I could see that I was getting no sympathy from my two sweeties so I would have to tough it on my own. It's a big chore when you have girls falling in love with you but somehow I'll survive.

"Hey Art, Stepdad here."

"What now?"

"I want you to cut the crap and admit you love every second of it."

"Yeah, I guess I do."

"Guess has nothing to do with it. Now don't make me come down there again, you hear me?"

"Okay I'll be a good boy. Now where are all those girls?"

Mealtimes at Camelot had grown to a veritable banquet affair. With all those girls living under my roof it was no longer grabbing a quick sandwich in the kitchen. It was particularly exciting at breakfast time as the girls came to the table still dressed in their sleepwear.

Girls can be quite creative when choosing their sleeping outfits. I swear that some of them were specifically designed to lure the male animal into their tender trap. There is nothing better to wake me up, than being surrounded by a group of voluptuous females barely dressed. In order to shore up my defenses I insisted that Grace and Kim sit on either side of me. My vision, however, was not impaired in the least.

One of the five girls, fourteen-year-old Melissa, had contracted a sexually transmitted disease (STD) during her captivity. The doctor prescribed a regimen of treatment which fortunately worked wonders and after a few months he gave her a clean bill of health. That was a big load off our minds since none of us could bear the thought of her being sick.

It was not an easy time but she fought it with every fiber of her constitution and conquered it. The screams of joy coming from her, when the doctor told her she was all well, made chills run up and down my spine. She would have to be monitored for some time but it looked like we were definitely out of the woods. We were all so happy for her.

Dora continued, on a daily basis, her quest to get closer to me. She followed me around like a new puppy after its master. As I worked at my computer reviewing pictures she would stand by my side in much the same way Kim and Cathy had done. When she got to the point of putting her arm around my shoulders as I worked I could detect a mild purring sound coming from her. Sometimes Grace would come by and smile giving me a big thumbs up sign.

I had to be very careful with showing affection to Dora. There is a very fine line between affection and abuse. I considered every move very carefully so as not to scare her or give her bad feelings like she had endured before.

When she started sneaking little kisses on my neck I decided it was time to have a little talk with her. I put my arm around her waist, gave her a little kiss on her cheek and said, "Dora, come on over to the couch where we can be comfortable. I want to have a talk with you."

We took a seat on the couch and she snuggled right up against me. "Dora, I kind of get the impression that you have a crush on me. Am I right?"

She timidly answered, "Yes."

"Dora, you are a beautiful girl and I must admit that I am attracted to you too. I don't mean just physically but I am also attracted to your personality. You seem to be an intelligent and happy girl now that all that bad stuff is behind you. Keep in mind that I am in no way rejecting your affection. On the contrary, I am honored. I need to know just how you feel."

She blushed as she said "Mister Sherwood..." I interrupted her right there.

"Dora sweetheart, if we're going to be close friends, please call me Art."

"Okay mist ... or ... Art. I really like you a lot. I have been watching you for a few months and I have to tell you I like what I've seen. You always seem to be so kind and considerate. I don't think you would even hurt a fly if you were not forced to. I have seen how much Grace and Kim are in love with you and I feel the same way."

"You have no idea how much that means to me. I am deeply honored that you feel that way."

"That's it: I love you."

"Are you sure that you don't just feel thankful for my part in rescuing you?"

"That thought occurred to me and I thought about it a lot. Sure I am grateful but my love goes much deeper than that. Whenever I am around you I get butterflies in my stomach. Sometimes I am so nervous that I cannot even speak to you. It's kind of embarrassing to tell you this but my panties get wet when I see you. As you know I've had sex several times but I never got the feelings I get from just being around you."

"Dora sweetheart, you've made me feel like the luckiest guy on earth. I would like nothing better than to make love to you right here and now but I think we need to take it slow. We both need to find out if we are doing the right thing. As you know I am married to Grace and nobody is going to replace her in my heart.

"You probably know that I also make love with Kim and Cathy. They are permanent until such time as they find someone else. Grace and I have a very open marriage where she does not mind my sleeping with other women; in fact, she even encourages me at times.

"What I'm trying to say is that, when and if we make love, you will not be replacing them. If you can handle that then we will see where we go from here."

"Art, that's all I could ever want. I don't want to replace anybody. I just want to join in with them in loving you."

"Well, now that we know where we stand do you want to make out for a while to see if we both like it?"

"I thought you'd never ask. My answer is definitely yes!"

Dora then launched herself at me crushing my lips with hers. She gave me a passionate kiss that started a fire in my very soul and caused a reaction below my belt line. I returned the kiss while we both wrapped our arms around each other. There was obviously some chemistry going on and for a few seconds I seriously considered making love with her right then. I had to exercise every bit of my willpower, however, to limit our activity. When we broke the kiss we both let out a big sigh and had to catch our breath.

We stood up and she gave me a little peck on the lips. "I love you Art."

"I love you too, my sweet Dora." I thought, So far so good.

She then made a dash out to the pool deck to join the rest of the girls. Kim noticed the dreamy expression on Dora's face and asked, "Did you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Have sex with him, silly?"

"No but, we did get better acquainted."

"How so?"

"We hugged and kissed some. Boy is he ever a dreamy kisser."

"All right! You go girl." They shared a high five and giggled up a storm.

Grace came into my den and asked, "How did it go with Dora?"

"I think it went very well. We cleared the air and she told me she is in love with me. I told her that we need to take it slow and be sure of what we do."

"So I take it you did not make love with her?"

"That's correct. She needs to be absolutely sure she wants it and that it's the right thing to do. I don't want to give her any idea that I would be taking advantage of her. I still have a lingering thought that there is a certain degree of gratitude in her feelings."

"That could be true. I think you are doing the right thing taking it slow. So how far did you get this time?"

"We made out like a couple of hormonally charged teenagers but no sexual contact yet."

"That's great. She sure seemed to be happily floating on a cloud when she passed me in the hall. I can see by that bulge that you're pretty happy too. Do you want me to take care of your little problem for you?"

Grace didn't wait for an answer as she pushed me down on the couch and gave me a blow job to set the world on fire. My "little" problem was completely taken care of.

Over the next few weeks Dora played me like a musical instrument. For one thing she started wearing less and less around the house. She is a very well developed girl and has all the right curves in all the right places. Seeing her daily was having an effect on me which was quite pleasant. Any time we would pass in the hall she would make sure she rubbed up against me. Sometimes she would have to walk sideways to do it but she became very skilled at that contact sport.