62: A Simple Gift

I don't think I'd get into phone sex if it weren't for what we did or didn't do the night before. Both Rose and I were on a hair trigger after spending the night teasing each other and Rose talking through everything from what she wanted to do to me to the exact shape and texture of her labia. She even wanted to know how many jets of come I'd spurt the first time I made love to her boobs. Well, I counted them to her while she was coming.

Tuesday afternoon, Elaine stopped by. That sounds casual, but I knew she was going to be there by three. She was bringing the ingredients for dinner. Before we got started on it, though, I took her to the family room and she sat on the sofa while I massaged her feet with some almond oil she'd given me after I massaged her last fall. I put the anklet on her, kissing and sucking on each of her toes. She was pretty melty and sweet the whole time we cooked dinner. We just kept talking about life and dreaming. I was still mellow from the intense phone call with Rose and Elaine made no move to fool around more than some loving kisses.

We had a nice dinner with Mom and Dad and then sat in the family room and made out for a while. I just feel so warm and cuddly when I'm with her. I went to bed smiling.

"Boyfriend!" Rhonda said happily as she came into the kitchen, shedding her parka. She padded to me in her stocking feet and kissed my cheek.

"Oh, your nose is cold," I said. "You're freezing."

"Cold out!"

"Hi, Boyfriend," Donna said as she started stripping out of her own winter coat. The kiss she gave me was squarely and warmly on the lips. Her nose, though, was so cold it was dripping. I handed both girls tissues and threw the egg scramble in the pan. As soon as they were sizzling, I poured each girl a cup of coffee and doctored it with cream and sugar the way they liked it. They hugged the mugs to them as they sat at the table.

"Now, Donna, why are you out with the papers this morning, and where is your car?"

"I thought I'd be a nice big sister and help my little sister by driving her around this morning."

"It's only nine degrees!"

"That's so nice of you. You deserve another kiss." She wiped her nose first and then lifted her lips to mine.

"Me, too," Rhonda said. I turned toward her and she passed by me to kiss her sister. "Thank you for being the best sister in the world." I laughed.

"I usually hear your car thundering in. Did you get a new one?"

"Uh, no. My car is ... uh ... kind of at the head of your driveway. We walked from there."

"Why did you leave the car there?"

"Well, it's kind of stuck."

"In the ditch."

"Oh, no!"

"The road was kind of slipperier than I thought." I ran to the front window and looked out. Well, it was off the road anyway. And there wasn't really a ditch on that side. It was just the low drainage area between the Barness' drive and ours.

"I'll get the tractor and pull it out as soon as everyone eats," I said. Mom and Dad came into the kitchen. I poured their coffee and started dishing out the scrambled eggs.

"How much ham is there still left?" Dad asked picking a bit out of his eggs and looking at it.

"Just enough for your sandwich today," I laughed. He moaned. "You should know, though, that the soup bone will be slow cooking for the next day. We should have ham and bean soup by New Years'."

"Yum," Rhonda said.

"How much of the ham did you freeze?" Mom asked.

"Oh, about half of it," I said. When Bill brought the Christmas ham, he brought a whole one. It must have weighed in at thirty pounds. "Uh ... Dad, when you pull out this morning, you'd better use Barnes's drive. And be careful of the road. It's pretty slick."

"Ah. That would explain the baby blue Mercedes cross-wise in our drive."

"You saw."

"Why don't we go get this done together? It should only take a few minutes. Go ahead and get the tractor and I'll grab the logging chain." Dad swallowed the last of his coffee and we grabbed our boots and coats.

It really did only take a few minutes and as Mom and Dad left, I ran the plow up and down the drive again to clear the drifts. They'd just started announcing windchill factors on the weather reports. Nine degrees, but with a twenty mile per hour wind it feels like ten below. No wonder Rhonda and Donna were freezing when they came in. I was, too.

They'd finished the dishes by the time I got back in and both kissed me on the cheek for rescuing their car.

"I just want to crawl in bed and get warm," Donna said.

"I think that's a great idea, Honey," I smiled.

"Oh! I was thinking of home."

"I'll bet there is some kind of scientific evidence that proves that three people in a bed generate the warmth of six while a person alone in bed stays cold," Rhonda said brightly.

"I bow to scientific evidence," Donna said. We went upstairs and all three piled into bed.

"You know, all the survival lore says that it's best to take off your clothes and lie naked together to get warmest," I laughed. I was shocked when Rhonda quickly stripped out of everything but her panties and crawled under the covers.

"So far, I'm all by myself under here," she whined. Donna and I looked at each other and laughed. In a couple moments we were stripped to our underwear and cuddling with Rhonda under the covers.

"Wow! You two are still really cold," I said hugging them to me. I'd been outside on the tractor, and frankly I wasn't that warm either.

"Now you know the true meaning of the old saying," Donna said.

"What old saying?"

"Cold as a witch's left tit," she laughed. She pulled my hand down onto her breast and it was, indeed, cold.

"Am I a witch, too?" Rhonda asked. She pulled my other hand onto her breast.

"I think so," I said. "Maybe if I rub them they'll warm up." I gave a little squeeze and both girls rolled toward me, lying half on me from either side with my hands on their backs.

"We'll let your heart warm us up," Donna yawned. She pulled the covers up more snugly around us and we went to sleep.

Is there any better way to wake up than with each arm around a naked girl with her breasts warming against your skin? We came awake slowly, dreamily, with little kisses and pets, little cat-rubs of the cheek marking their territory together. Drifting off again because you simply don't want this dream to end and surfacing to smile because it isn't a dream.

Rhonda and Donna were both naked in my arms. The hard-on I was sporting would have frightened a porn star. I had to get out of there before they woke and discovered it. I never wanted to frighten these two out of my bed. I grabbed my sweats and ran downstairs to the bathroom to relieve the pressure. When I got back, the two of them were hugging each other and talking quietly.

"Are you warm now, loves?" I asked.

"It was toasty," Rhonda said. "I'm going to remember that technique when I get here freezing on Saturday mornings."

"Honey, you are always welcome but ... it kind of affects me, you know." Both girls giggled.

"We know. We peeked," Donna said. Her blush was all over her face and looked like it just kept going.

"You two, get a room," Rhonda laughed.

"We're in his room," Donna reprimanded her sister. "In fact, we're both practically naked in his bed."

"I have a present for you each," I said. "And don't worry. It's not really a Christmas present. It's an 'I love you' present."

"Oh, goody," Rhonda said, sitting up. It always seemed like she had no sex drive, but it also seemed like she had no modesty. The blankets fell down around her waist and her sudden move pulled them off Donna, too. It took a minute of me staring at them before Donna pulled her sister back down in bed and dragged the covers up.

"Look. You're affecting him again," Donna whispered. Damn!

"Oops. Sorry, Brian." I took a deep breath and tried to settle down. There was no use in trying to conceal my erection poking at my sweats.

"Girlfriends, may I have permission to touch your feet and ankles so I can give you your presents?"

"Sure," Rhonda said. "But our feet are all icky after being in our boots this morning."

"We've had our bare breasts against you all morning, why not our feet?" Donna sighed.

"You've both got a point. Or two," I laughed. "Just relax and I'll have a solution in a minute. You can just stay in bed." I ran downstairs and got a bowl while I ran hot water. I grabbed a washcloth and a couple towels, filled the bowl, and took it upstairs. "Okay. Just stay cuddled together so you stay nice and warm." I pulled the blanket and sheet out of the foot of the bed and folded them up over their legs. One towel, I spread under their feet so I wouldn't get the bed too wet. Then I went to work washing their feet and ankles with the warm water.

"He's just like Jesus," Rhonda said as I washed Donna's feet.

"Honey, I don't think Jesus' disciples were lying naked in his bed when he washed their feet," Donna sighed. "It might have made the story more interesting, though." I dried her feet and covered them while I worked on Rhonda's feet, washing and massaging a little and even getting between her toes.

"Why doesn't it ever feel that good when I wash my own stinky feet?" Rhonda moaned. A moan? Her feet must really have been sore. I dried and covered them and returned to Donna, uncovering her right foot first. Elaine had given me a little bottle of almond oil that she suggested I could use the next time I decided to do a massage. I had used it on her feet. I warmed a little oil in my hand and then started working it into Donna's foot and ankle, even stroking up as far as I thought I could justify as being part of the ankle. Well, maybe a little farther. As I finished each toe, I kissed it and Donna squirmed.

"I love this present!" she said softly. When I'd finished her left foot and leg, I fastened her little ankle bracelet around her. She raised her head to look at me. "What... ?" I held a finger to my lips and she flopped back down. I started on Rhonda's right foot. I wasn't expecting the reaction I got from her.

"Mmm. Mmm. So good. Oh, it feels so good!" she whimpered. There was a little squeak when I kissed each of her toes. She was squirming around in the bed as I worked on her left foot and when I looked up, she'd reached for her sister and was locked in a considerably more than sisterly kiss. I sucked at her toes as I fastened her bracelet on and suddenly Rhonda was sitting up in bed again gasping. She grabbed for me and I moved to hug her. I'd never felt such passion in a kiss from my pixie girlfriend before. She pulled my hand to her still-bare breast and panted through her nose as we kissed. She pulled back from me with her eyes wide, glanced down at the anklet and then grabbed her clothes and ran down to the bathroom.

"Wow! What was that about?" I asked.

"I don't know, but may I have a kiss like that, too?" I'd touched Donna's breasts once before, but she made sure I knew how excited she was to have me touch them again.

When we got downstairs, Rhonda was sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee, scarcely tan with the amount of cream she put in it. I poured a cup for Donna and sat down. Rhonda looked at me and blushed. I reached over and kissed the top of her head.

"Pixie, darling," I whispered. "What was going through your head?"

"Um ... It wasn't my head it was going through. I think you ... um ... connected a nerve ... from my foot to my ... um ... vagina. And it got there through my heart and my nipples." She looked up at her sister. "Donna? Is that what happens when a girl gets ... um ... horny?"

"I don't know about horny, but turned on? Yeah. Baby sister, I think you got turned on."

"Wow! I think I'll keep my socks on for a while. Thank you for the lovely bracelet, Brian. I'm never ever in my whole life going to take it off." She didn't offer another kiss, but the hug she gave me nearly broke my ribs. All I could do was hold her.

The New Year's Eve party at the Gordons' house was fun again this year. In addition to the original twenty-three of us, Lamar accompanied Renee and Elaine's brother Cam joined us. Lionel carried his chair downstairs and Doug and Carl did a cradle of their hands that Cam sat in as they carried him. We had a blast, dancing, playing games, and eating. Cam was the only one without a partner, but Doreen came up to him just before midnight and whispered in his ear. He grinned. Apparently they'd known each other a little before Cam's accident and Doreen perched on his lap as we counted down the seconds. Each of the other guys had a girl, but I was piled on by ten of them. There was such a lot of kissing going on that I was never completely sure which of my girlfriends had her tongue in my mouth. Or her boob in my hand. Seems like there was a lot of feely going on as well.

Soon after the magic hour rang, the adults began shifting around upstairs. We got Cam up there and resettled and I heard Mom talking in the kitchen.

"Really, John. There will be ten girls. And there are five parents. They have their agreement and not one of them has ever broken it. They will all have proper sleepwear on. Let her join the fun." Cassie's dad mumbled something and I had a feeling it didn't go over that well.

After all the adults had left, my ten girlfriends and I loaded in my parents' car, Bill's car, Donna's car, and Elaine's car. I was surprised when Cassie slid into the back seat of Mom and Dad's car next to me. She grabbed my arm and showed me the bag she'd packed 'just in case.' Her parents had consented.

"At least this way I won't have to sneak out in the middle of the night and walk alone through the dark woods to get to your house," she whispered.

"You wouldn't! Would you?"

"I'd try to call you first so you and your white charger could come and rescue me." I could just imagine trying to ride Gypsy through ten inches of snow in a dark wood to meet Cassie somewhere. I was glad her parents gave her permission. "Do we rotate sleeping next to you during the night?" she asked.

"Um ... I don't know. Rhonda usually has a plan."

I politely went to change into my pajamas in the bathroom while the girls laughed and giggled upstairs. Bill and Crystal, of course, were staying in the guest room. Anna was in Mom and Dad's room, but not all the girls knew that. I think they'd been pretty circumspect at the party, too, and Anna was probably about to get her New Year's kisses. First, though, she and Mom and Crystal inspected everyone's sleepwear and the arrangement of blankets and pillows on the floor of my room.

"You all know that we trust you and that you have your agreement," Mom said to us. "Please remember, though, that no matter what your feelings are, not every one of you is at the same level of development in his or her relationship. Some of you are fifteen, some sixteen, one seventeen, and one eighteen. That's a big range of experience. I know I shouldn't have to say any of what I'm saying, but Mr. and Mrs. Clinton practically made me promise to sleep in the same room with you all. You would never intentionally do anything to hurt another person tonight, but please be extra respectful of each other so we can continue to have these gatherings."

"And whether you are the daughter or son of one of us moms or not," Anna added, "please understand that you can come to us at any time if you are uncomfortable or if you just want to talk. No questions asked." I went to Mom and hugged her. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and did the same to Anna and then to Crystal. Behind me, all ten of my girlfriends did the same thing. The women left and I was alone—reasonably—with my ten.