Chapter 15

I knew that our barbecue dinner wasn’t going to be a typical one. It wasn’t just another meal, it was a celebration of Nicky’s return after being gone six long months. So I decided I should dress up a little bit.

After it seemed the others had things well in hand and the dinner was almost ready, I went upstairs and changed into some nicer clothes. I put on a dress shirt and nice slacks. I could have easily worn shorts, since we were in the middle of a summer heat wave. I used the heat as an excuse to still not wear any underwear, although I think the truth is that I’d just given up on ever wearing any.

After I came downstairs nicely dressed, the others all disappeared one by one and came back wearing fancier clothes too. In fact, they “did it up” even more than I did. Each woman even took the opportunity to wear high heels, which was unusual for our casual household. By the time we were ready to eat, it looked like we were going out to a fancy party, not eating a humble barbecue in our own backyard.

Nicky, not surprisingly, looked ravishing. Like most of the others, she wore a full length evening gown. The dark red fabric covered her thoroughly enough down to her ankles, but it was a different story up above. Only a couple of thin straps held the dress up, and those widened out to cover about as much of her big breasts as a typical bikini top would. It looked very possible she could have a “nip slip” accident, because there was so much tit-flesh showing! The difference between this and most bikini tops was that this dress pushed her huge globes tightly together, creating a deep valley of titillating cleavage!

Actually, the evening gown didn’t show any more than what a typical woman would wear to a typical formal party. The difference was that Nicky had such ample charms! Plus, it was scandalously sexy compared to her usual standards. It was like night and day, it was so wildly out of character. Privately, I had to wonder who she was wearing this dress for, if it was more for me or more for her to bolster her confidence in her self image.

It wasn’t scandalous at all compared to what the others wore, though. This was one of those cases where there was a lot of friendly female competition going on, and I was the main beneficiary. Eye candy in every direction!

As soon as I came into the room, Michelle rushed up to me and clung to my side. She immediately asked, “So, what do you think?! About Nicky! Doesn’t she look great?!”

I was already looking at Nicky, who stood only a few feet away, but that question gave me an excuse to gawk even more openly. I noticed she was looking shy and uncertain, with a rosy blush on her face. I boldly proclaimed, “I think Steve is a fool!”

I knew that would get a puzzled reaction. Michelle immediately frowned and asked, “What do you mean?”

I clarified, speaking directly to Nicky, “Steve must be a fool, because he obviously didn’t do everything in his power to keep you. What, did he think he could find someone more beautiful or more charming then you? If so, then he’s a complete moron! My Muffin, there may be a few, a very select few, who are AS beautiful and ravishing as you are, but I can’t think of ANY who outclass you!”

Nicky immediately smiled from ear to ear. She gushed, “Oh, Dad!” Then she rushed to me and enveloped me in a big hug.

I hadn’t been expecting that, and I had to be very, very careful not to get too affectionate. I carefully put my hands at the middle of her back as I returned her hug. Unfortunately, not only did her gown show off a dramatic amount of cleavage, the upper back was effectively bare. I found myself touching nothing but bare skin. I had to move my hands to her lower back, where at least the gown protected me.

My penis had started to engorge the moment I walked into the room. With Nicky tightly hugging me, including feeling her huge, soft breasts pressing into my chest, I knew it was hopeless trying to keep the damn thing from fully engorging. Instead, I attempted to subtly shift my pose so she wouldn’t directly feel my bulge.

To make matters worse, Michelle was still right there, clinging to me even before the hug with Nicky started. She didn’t let go, and instead hugged me just as much, turning it into a three-way. She exclaimed, “Isn’t Daddy the absolute best?” Then she gave one of my ass cheeks a firm squeeze!

True, there was no way Nicky could be aware of that, not unless she had X-ray vision, and Michelle squeezed me over my clothes. But I reacted before logically thinking and naturally jerked forward, trying to get away from the squeezing hand. That pushed me directly into Nicky. That wouldn’t have been a problem since she was tightly hugging me already, but it ruined my effort to keep my bulge from any contact.

I must have gasped, as I realized there was no way Nicky could have missed the large phallic-shaped lump pressing against her leg. I wanted to murder Michelle, because I was sure she’d squeezed me like that precisely to force that forbidden contact. However, I couldn’t let on or I’d only draw more attention to the problem.

My only saving grace was that Nicky had her face buried in the nook of my neck, so she couldn’t see my face and I couldn’t see hers. And thankfully she didn’t let out a squeak of alarm or try to pull away or give any other indication that essentially all eight inches of my suddenly raging hard erection were pressing against her nubile body.

Funnily enough, I’d had the time of my life upstairs with Sue Ellen and Cindy fucking and sucking me for a sold hour. But merely hugging Nicky like this had me even more aroused than any of that! Suddenly, my heart was racing wildly and I was sweating bullets.

It seemed like an eternity, but in real time, only a couple of second had passed. So Nicky responded to Michelle’s “Isn’t he the absolute best” comment by purring contentedly and then saying, “Mmmm ... He is! Thanks, Dad!”

Trying to act cool and collected, I brought a hand up higher and caressed her brown hair. I desperately wanted to do something to shift my erection away from Nicky, but I worried that any attempt to do so would only draw more attention to the problem. Besides, Michelle was mostly hugging me from the other side, and I guessed that if I started to pull away, she’d find a way to push me right back.

After a pause, Nicky disengaged from me just enough so that she could pull her head back and look me in the eyes. That left her enormous breasts lightly resting against me. Still smiling widely, and with her cheeks red from blushing before, she said, “You know, I wasn’t going to wear this. The others had to talk me into it. But I’m glad I did. Hearing you say all that makes me feel good.”

Michelle “joked” from behind me, “‘Talk her into it?’ It’s more like we kidnapped her, tied her up, stripped her, and put the dress on her, and shoved her right in front of you!”

That sounded dangerously provocative to me. I figured Michelle was trying her best to get a reaction from me. Luckily, Nicky just laughed it off. “Actually, that’s not far from the truth. They’re trying hard to ‘reform’ me and get me to loosen up. I kind of hate it, but I also appreciate it.”

I nodded, and said, “It’s weird, I know, but I think they’re just showing that they care. Anyway, I hope they’re successful, because you have no reason to be bashful. Where did that come from? Haven’t Mindy and I always been supportive?”

“Yes, of course, but ... I don’t know.” Nicky suddenly broke the hug and looked away bashfully anyway. “I guess I’m just not as outgoing as certain sisters who shall remain nameless.” She made eye contact with Michelle behind me and stuck her tongue out at her playfully.

That caused Michelle to finally break her hug on my backside and teasingly put up her fists as if ready for a brawl. “Them’s fightin’ words!”

Things got very silly after that, with some jokey pretend fighting between Michelle and Nicky.

Then, thank God, Nicky excused herself to go to the bathroom. That allowed me to slip away and mix with the others.

I was secretly relieved, very relieved. Phew! Close call! I can’t see how Nicky could have failed to notice my boner, but luckily it didn’t bother her. These hours until she leaves are going to be a real blue balls trial for me. I was supposed to get completely sexually drained by all that fucking upstairs, but just one look at Nicky in that revealing dress, and BOOM! Instant hard-on!

I blame Michelle! There wouldn’t have been any trouble had it not been for her meddling. I think she tipped her hand before Nicky even arrived when she suggested that we should tell Nicky the full truth about the harem, and even hinted about having her join in! Why am I not surprised? That’s so her. Of course she’s going to take the most sexually arousing AND troublesome attitude. I’m going to have to straight her out, and fast, before she creates more incidents!

In fact, now that I think about it, back then she tempted me with a description of Nicky in a skimpy red bikini. And then Nicky actually was unveiled wearing a skimpy red bikini not long after that! Mere coincidence? Hmmm. I doubt it. I don’t have any evidence, but I blame Michelle again, probably with Ruby’s assistance.

Thankfully, I was able to chat with Mindy and Cindy for a while until my dick finally went flaccid. I was careful to stay away from Nicky and avoided even looking her way much until most of sexual arousal passed.

We sat down to eat our meal at the same patio table we had sat at earlier in the day. There were some differences however. A nice tablecloth on top helped a lot, and so did the fine silverware, wine glasses, and bottle of wine - not exactly what you’d expect at a barbecue.

In addition, the ladies had put a lot of effort into the lighting. Instead of just using the rather harsh outdoor night lights we had, several candles on the table provided illumination. But that wasn’t nearly enough now that it had grown dark. Happily, it turned out they had bought a bunch of “tikitorches” that came with poles and a base so they didn’t have to be driven into the ground.

I couldn’t help but notice that the torches were positioned around the hot tub just as much as the patio table near to it. It looked like someone was thinking ahead to some night time hot tubbing! I didn’t know what to think of that.

Will I get to see Nicky in a bikini again?! A part of me longs to see her like that some more, but then again why? It would only be sexual torture. I’ve had enough excitement for one day already. Besides, I suspect there’s a Michelle-led conspiracy afoot. I can’t give her any opportunity for more mischief.

The food we ate by comparison probably would have been disappointing to some people. Mindy, Michelle, and Ruby are all vegetarians. Cindy, I recently learned, eats fish but no other meat. I’m fine with eating any kind of meat, and Sue Ellen is too, but because I’m surrounded by so many vegetarians (and our cooks are vegetarians), I’ve become something of a vegetarian myself, for all practical purposes.

But it turns out that a vegetarian barbecue isn’t that bad if you have cooks who know what they’re doing. The key is great sauces that make anything taste good. It also helped that Mindy knows of some fake meats she’d buys at an Asian food store that could easily pass for real meat. So we ate that, done up with lots of barbecue sauce, as well as some other delicious side dishes such as grilled corn, barbecue beans, baked potatoes, and rice. The highlight though were grilled skewers made with a variety of vegetables and more fake meat speared on them.

We washed the feast down with wine, lots of wine. Normally, Mindy and I don’t let our children drink more than one glass of wine, since they’re under twenty-one, but Mindy announced that tonight should be a special exception since this was a celebration of Nicky’s return. I couldn’t argue against that.

One advantage at least to eating fake meat is that it’s not nearly as messy as something like barbecue ribs. And that was very important, due to the nice clothes we were wearing. It was like a fancy dinner party crashed into a “down home” barbecue, and we had mixed elements of both. I noticed all the ladies were VERY careful not to stain their expensive evening gowns.

The conversation during dinner was nothing extraordinary. We were just filling each other in on the latest details of our lives. Sure, Nicky had talked to Min, myself, Michelle, and Ruby on the phone a lot during the past six months, but it’s different and better in person. Plus, Sue Ellen and Nicky were getting to know each other again, and to a lesser degree, Cindy and Nicky were also getting reacquainted.

I found it alarming how little I still knew about Sue Ellen, even after I had come to love all of her dearly, and not just her sexy body. So I took the opportunity to ask some questions to her that I’d been negligent in asking her about before now.

I knew that she had just finished her first year at University of California, Irvine, which was not far inland from our house. Happily enough, that was where Michelle and Ruby were going to go in the autumn as well. But I knew almost nothing more than that, so I got her talking about it by asking what classes she’d taken.

She said, “Unfortunately, I haven’t really had any choices with my classes yet. It’s been all the basic requirements, like math, history, and English. Plus, lots of sports. That’s part of my scholarship requirement.”

I’d heard that she had an athletic scholarship, but no details about it. So I was glad when Nicky asked, “Scholarship?”

“Yeah. I got in on a women’s volleyball NCAA Division I scholarship. But I got injured early on, so I basically sat out my first year. I’m worried though, because I’m supposed to be healed by now, but I still don’t play like before. And I’m on the short side for a college volleyball player anyway, so I feel like I’m on the bubble. We’ll see what happens come this fall. Knock on wood.” She knocked on the patio table.

I thought, A-ha! I’ve heard a couple of mentions of her and volleyball. Now it makes sense. I’d better keep my trap shut through instead of revealing just how clueless I’ve been. That must be a big part of her life, and it explains why she has such a fit hard body.

Michelle pointed out, “You’re not short. You’re taller than most of us.”

“Yeah, but a lot of the women on the team are over six feet tall, and I’m not THAT tall. Height is a big advantage, just like in basketball.”

I said, “I’m sure you’ll kick ass. I’ve never see you play sports, but I already noticed you have a lot of determination and can-do spirit.” That was true - judging by how seriously she took the “job” of pleasuring my penis!

“Thanks.” She smiled wanly. She didn’t seem very hopeful.

Ruby asked, “So, do you think you could become a star?”

Sue Ellen chuckled, like she found that question silly. “Hardly. There are over 300 women’s teams in Division I alone, and about 15 players per team. I’d consider myself lucky to become a starter. And how many people know anything about women’s volleyball anyway? My problem is that I love playing a lot of different kinds of athletics, but I’m not super good at any one thing. I’m not even that big on volleyball, but it was my best chance to get a scholarship.”

I found myself thinking, We’ve got a big backyard, with a lot of flat, unused lawn area near the pool. We could easily fit a volleyball court in there. Then my Cupcake could practice all the time. Heck, we could all get in better shape playing against her. Damn. I wish I could tell her that right now, but it would seem weird to Nicky if I make that offer to someone I’m supposed to hardly know.

I asked, “So, have you figured out your major yet?”

She frowned even more. “Not yet. In fact, I haven’t got a clue! Well, that’s not entirely true. I know I love physics and astronomy and technology. Most especially, I’m interested in the future. I can’t wait to find out how things are going to develop. I love keeping up with the latest scientific breakthroughs and inventions. The problem is, you can’t really get a job just being curious about the future.”

I thought back to her recent discussion when she’d explained the concept of the future Singularity. Now her interest in that made sense. I said, “No, but science and technology - there’s tons of jobs in all kinds of aspects.”

She still frowned. “Yeah, but it’s just like me and sports. I’m interested in everything, but I don’t excel or focus on one thing.”

Mindy said confidently, “That’ll come. It’s only your first year. Just about everyone else your age is in the same boat.”

I thought, Damn! Sue Ellen continues to impress me. She’s so adorable and loving and sexy, and the perfect submissive sex kitten. Plus, she’s athletic as hell and interested in all kinds of intellectual things. What’s her downside? Everyone has SOME downside, right?

If I had to guess at something, it would be that she seems like such a babe in the woods. From what I’ve gathered, she was raised in a small hamlet in Georgia that was like a scene straight out of “Hee Haw,” and she had very little clue about the outside world. True, she’s been living in California for the last year, but she still has lots of catching up to do. But that’s not even a bad thing. I kind of like her wide-eyed innocence, especially since she’s such a sex vixen at the same time. It probably helps explains why she’s so pure and good, since she’s never had a chance to get jaded and “sophisticated” with lots of moral grey areas.

Regardless, Mike has to have been the biggest fool on the planet letting her go. If I were twenty years younger and I’d never met Mindy, I’d marry her in a heartbeat!

It seems every time I’m with her we immediately start tearing our clothes off. But I REALLY need to get to know her better outside the bed as well as in it. And I love that she’s bonding with the Hellions. She could be a great influence of them in a variety of ways. And she’s bonding great with Cindy too. Heck, I don’t know if the harem would work without her.

Sue Ellen wanted to take the focus off herself, so she asked Nicky, “How ‘bout y’all?”

Nicky looked around in confusion. “Are you asking me something?”

Sue Ellen grinned a little bit. “I call everybody ‘y’all’ sometimes. It’s a little quirk I got growing up in Georgia. Have y’all, meaning you, figured out what your major is going to be?”

Nicky wasn’t happy to answer that. “Oh. Um ... Not exactly. But I’m thinking I’m going to go the pre-med route. I’m kind of like you in that I’m really interested in the future and inventions and the like, but especially when it comes to curing disease and improving health. I don’t want to become a practicing doctor, but a medical researcher so I can be on the cutting edge.”

This was all news to me! I looked to Mindy, to see if she’d heard about any of this before. She looked just as surprised as I was!

My heart soared. Wow! I’ve long envisioned Nicky as someone destined to do great things, and I’ve particularly seen her as a doctor, scientist, or inventor. Now, it looks like one of those is exactly what she’s going to do! Did my vision influence her somehow, or was it just coincidence? Who cares!

I reached out and took Nicky’s hand. “That’s great, Muffin! You have no idea how happy that makes me!”

“Really?” She looked at me bashfully and uncertainly. It seemed my opinion on this really mattered to her.

“Really! I think that would be perfect for you. It fits your personality and talents so well.” I strived hard to keep my eyes locked with hers and thus away from her dramatic cleavage.

Mindy said to her, “It sounds great to me too! But why didn’t you tell us this before?”

Nicky replied somewhat sheepishly, “Because, like Sue Ellen, I haven’t really had any choice with my classes this first year. But now that’s over, I need to know what I’m going to sign up for next semester, and soon. So I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately. And it’s still not a done deal. In fact, this is the first time I’ve said these ideas out loud to anybody. It just kind of came out.”

I stood up slightly away from the table and held my arms open. “Come here.”

Nicky stood up too and rushed into my arms. She squeezed me tightly. “So, Dad, you really approve?”

“Of course I approve! Why wouldn’t I? You’re going to make me so proud! As far as I’m concerned, you’re going to single-handedly cure every disease known to man!” I really was surging with pride and joy. This was the kind of moment you live for as a parent. I wasn’t thinking at all about how her body felt in a sexual sense (for a change!), despite the near fiasco of our last hug. Instead, I just wanted to smother her with my love and support.

Mindy stood up, looking a bit miffed. “Hey, what about me? I approve too! What, am I chopped liver?”

Nicky looked like she was so happy that she was on the verge of crying. She beamed at Mindy, and held an arm out in invitation. “Of course you’re not! Come here!”

Mindy’s eyes lit up. She rushed to us suddenly, like an eager puppy. The hug turned into a three-way one, with both Mindy and Nicky practically squeezing me to death.

Thankfully, my thoughts were completely pure this time, and I didn’t even get an erection. The chaste and familial nature of the hug gave me hope that I’d make it through the rest of Nicky’s brief time here okay after all.

After the hug ended and we returned to the table and settled down, I found myself ruminating. You see? This is exactly why I should never have sex with Nicky. She really is destined for great things! With Sue Ellen, and the others too, I get so hung up on lusty thoughts that I forget the more important things.

For instance, I’ve come to accept my Cupcake as my cock slave, and with startling speed. Heck, she just had her official initiation last night! And yet, I need to remember that’s just one part of her life. Thank God that she doesn’t want to just lay around and have sex all day like the Hellions do. She’s got her own career hopes and dreams. I need to figure out how we can balance the sexual lifestyle we love with the rest of her life so we don’t interfere in any way with those more important things.

Cupcake isn’t my daughter, but I need to watch out for her and care for her just like she’s close family. Hell, she IS close family, it’s just a different kind of family. She’s made a huge commitment, one that could potentially last a lifetime, incredibly enough, and I’m going to do my damnedest to respect that. This harem shouldn’t be only about the sex, it should be a support network so we can all develop and better ourselves. I can start by building a volleyball court here in the backyard soon. That’s just a small thing, but at least it’ll be a start.

Before long, Nicky and Sue Ellen were talking excitedly with each other about genetics and medical technology breakthroughs. Those were subjects where their interests overlapped. I’m afraid most of the talk went over my head, and everyone else’s.

The only sour aspect of all this was that Michelle seemed to be silently glowering at both Nicky and Sue Ellen. Michelle loved to hog the spotlight, and at this dinner, at least, the two college students were getting all the attention.

Furthermore, I knew that Michelle had a few long-standing jealousy issues with Nicky. As the younger daughter, she was always following in Nicky’s footsteps, and those were big steps to fill. Michelle shone as bright as the sun when it came to beauty and sexual appeal, but Nicky far outdid her when it came to academics. It wasn’t that Michelle wasn’t smart, but she just didn’t put much effort into studying.

Lately, Nicky’s academic star was burning even brighter, plus Nicky’s body had developed dramatically, until hers was closely rivaling Michelle’s in terms of astounding curves and overall stunning beauty. It was easy to understand why Michelle was miffed. But then again, they’d always been friends and supported each other through tough scrapes, so I was sure this bout of jealousy would pass quickly enough.

It can’t be denied that I had an erection off and on throughout the meal, thanks to all of the revealing décolletage in every direction. But there wasn’t an overt erotic or sexy feeling in the air, probably due to the serious and sometimes even academic conversation. For instance, neither Min nor the Hellions nor anyone else attempted any kind of risqué jokes or secret sexual innuendo. I was grateful for that.

On the other hand, even though they weren’t actively vying for my attention, I was able to enjoy one of the most stunning displays of cleavage on God’s green Earth - since every other dress was as revealing as Nicky’s, or more so! But at the same time, with the conversation veering so far from anything sexual, I could relax and not worry that something outrageous could happen at any moment to clue Nicky in that we were hiding some very big and shocking sexual secrets.

Well, at least I could mostly relax. I recalled how Ruby told Cindy that I’d gotten intimate with her - by blurting it out in the middle of an otherwise normal dinner! There was always a slight chance that something crazy like that could happen again. But I figured the most likely troublemakers were Michelle and Ruby, as usual, and they already were on very thin ice with me. I sensed they would behave ... mostly. If nothing else, I figured they wouldn’t want to risk ruining the good harem life we had going by doing or saying something rash with Nicky there.

Besides, I must admit that I was still recovering from the sex workout Cindy and Sue Ellen given me! Mindy did make a couple of veiled references to that, for instance asking knowingly if I’d partaken in any vigorous exercise while they’d been shopping. But by her teasing standards that was nothing, and I fended her off in the blandest manner I could think of, so as to not encourage her.

All in all, it was an excellent meal. We were all in high spirits by the time we were done. Each of us drank at least two glasses of wine, and some drank three. (I was one of those people, but I don’t think it affected me much because I weigh more and can hold my liquor better than the others.) Everyone was tipsy to borderline drunk by the end though.

Mindy stood up in her gorgeous turquoise evening gown at the end of the meal and raised a glass of wine. “A toast! To Nicky!”

The rest of us stood up and raised our glasses too. “To Nicky!” we all said, excepting Nicky of course.

Mindy started us clinking our glasses together. Then she sipped her wine, causing everyone else to do the same.

But it turned out she wasn’t done with her toast. Holding her glass up high again, she continued, “Nicky, we are all so very proud of you. It looks like you’re kicking ass and taking names up there in Berkeley, just like we knew you would. And don’t worry about Steve. I don’t think he was right for you anyway. I’m sure you’ll find someone VERY special and VERY near to your heart before too long. Don’t you fret. We’ll always be there to help you too. The sky is the limit for Nicole Cooper! Huzzah!”

The rest of us laughed and repeated the “Huzzah!” Then there was more clinking of glasses and more drinking of wine.

We didn’t sit back down though, because Mindy nodded to me, and said, “Dan?”

So I made a toast to Nicky. “My dear Nicky. I can’t even begin to tell you how happy we are for you. How happy I am, in particular! Getting into Berkeley, and then getting on the Dean’s List ... Then, tonight, finding out about your big plans ... Wow! Words fail me. And don’t worry about Steve. I’m sure there are a lot of other guys out there who are much better than him. Now that you’re coming out of your shy shell, when you get back to Berkeley you’ll have to fight them off with a stick. You’re just as beautiful on the inside as you are on the outside, and I’m sure good guys will see, and be attracted to, your fundamental goodness. It won’t be long before you have some kind of awesome job that you love to do, and a great husband and adorable kids. There’s no limit to what you can accomplish, and your family is here to back you up all the way!”

Then Michelle gave a similar complimentary toast. Then Ruby did. Heck, even Sue Ellen and Cindy gave short toasts. Happily, all of those went without incident. The only snag was that Michelle and Ruby both ran with my “fight them off with a stick” idea, and turned it into a “big stick.” But the innuendo was subtle enough that I didn’t worry about Nicky’s reaction. It was really just a nearly unnoticeable inside joke.

Then Nicky said some modest but appreciative words in response to all of that.

And all the way through there was plenty of drinking of wine. By the time we were through, I worried that most of us had gone from tipsy to outright drunk! But there wasn’t much to do about it now. I did take the most recent bottle of wine back to the kitchen to prevent us from finishing that one off too.

Our family simply wasn’t that big on drinking. Sure, Mindy and I liked our occasional glass of wine, and I had beer sometimes, but that was about it. Michelle and Nicky were popular at school, but they didn’t actually put in that much time going to parties and other social events where teens often got drunk to the point of getting sick. I was proud of them for that, but it meant they hadn’t build up any kind of tolerance.