To understand this following story you will have read the first two.
These three work it out, and more.
We stood up and headed towards the car park. I slipped my arm round Laurens waist and said. "Helen is going with you. You may have some things to talk about." A worried look passed across her face.
Helen saw her worried look. "No, don't worry. I've had ideas about what to do for ages should this happen. But I need to chat to you about it."
She looked at me and said, "What about Matt?"
Helen stroked her face, glanced at me. "I'm afraid he will just do as he's told, this one time."
We got to the cars. Helen drove Lauren's car. I was in front, so they could follow. The sat nav might be useful this time. We used the emergency services exit onto the local roads and headed home. I had to stop for fuel, so they got home first. I was about half an hour behind them. When I got home downstairs was empty, But I could hear noises upstairs. I went upstairs and saw our bedroom had been tidied up, the bed made and the ropes taken off the bed. I don't think Lauren was ready for them.
Another problem had occurred to me driving home, we wouldn't want to leave Lauren alone tonight. I made the decision then, it might be a bit cosy, but she would have to sleep with us. As Lauren's suitcase was in our bedroom I think that decision had already been made, especially when Lauren and Helen came back carrying some of her clothes. I think some of the clothes Helen and I didn't often wear have been dispatched to Lauren's old room.
We decided we needed a shower and then go to bed. It was very late. We all had work tomorrow, well today actually. And I am sure the girls will have a lot to do over the next couple of days. I would just let them organise it. They were probably the best people to do it.
And I would do as Helen said. 'Just do as I'm told'.
Lauren went into the shower first, whilst she was there Helen told me she had told Lauren all the gory details about my mother's first marriage. Helen had got all the details from my half-sister. Some of them she suspected even I didn't know about. She would tell me all about them later, but for now it was time to look after Lauren.
We went to the airing cupboard and got our big fluffy white towels. Whilst Helen dried her, I had a quick shower, then we swapped over. We both dried Helen when she came out of the shower. It appears I was the only person who had to dry themselves.
It was time for bed. Helen clambered in followed by Lauren, there wasn't much room for me. That was when I decided if this was going to be a regular occurrence, we would need a bigger bed. I soon heard gentle snoring as the girls fell asleep, and I wouldn't be far behind them. It had been a harrowing evening.
It was a strange week, well Tuesday didn't count, we were all still shattered from Monday night's antics. We all got in from work, Lauren cooked, normally my job. Helen put some washing on and I laid the table. I felt a little bit like a spare prick at a wedding. I know the girls were only trying to be helpful.
Over dinner I told them we would have to sort out some sort of a rota. I wasn't thinking. Helen giggled. "Do you mean I get you first on Monday and Lauren gets you first on Wednesday. You could have Tuesday off for a rest." Trust the women, they were thinking about sex. I was thinking about household jobs. Bloody hell.
Lauren spoke up, but she had a serious tone to her voice. "I've been thinking about that as well." She looked at Helen. She reached a hand across the table and took her hand. "We do need to set some sort of pecking order. You are his first lady, his first love. You should go first or at least have the first choice."
I think that brought Helen up short. "You're right, we do need to talk about that sort of thing. But not tonight, I'm too tired. So tomorrow night we'll do it. And that'll give us time to think."
We went to bed about 9:30, I wasn't as tired as last night, and I had a problem sticking out in front of me as I was laid between two beautiful sexy women. I knew I couldn't touch either of them. It wasn't laying right, it was uncomfortable. So, I put my hand round my cock to tuck it up. Helen felt me do it, she whispered to me. "Hands off that or I might have to tie you up."
Her whispering wasn't quiet enough. "Kinky already." Came from Lauren.
"He's got a raging hard on and I've got plans for that later in the week. So, he can't play with it."
Lauren turned over, faced us, got up on one elbow, looked across me at Helen and said. "Thank you, but I don't think that's very fair on him, he's laid here between two sexy women and he can't touch anything. The poor man." She swung herself out of bed. Stood up, looked at us and said, "I need a cup of tea, I'll bring you two a cup, I will be ten minutes." She walked out the bedroom door, closing it behind her.
I am not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, but Helen was faster. Her head went under the covers and quickly had me in her mouth. She was very good at this. She knew just what I liked, biting down the side, nibbling underneath and taking me all the way in. I tried to turn her over to share the pleasure. She pushed me back, took her mouth off my cock, looked at me and said. "This is about you sweetheart. Just enjoy it." I was not about to argue.
I think it was about the seven minute stage when I shot into her mouth, she swallowed.
I was nodding off as Lauren came back in with a tray and three cups of tea, it would be rude not to drink it after what she had done. I sat up in bed, took the cup from her hands when she offered it. Looked her in the eyes and said with as much feeling as possible. "Thank you." And I wasn't talking about the tea.
She smiled at me and said. "My pleasure." She gave a little chortle. "Well, I hope it will be later." Oh bloody hell.
Wednesday night after tea, we sat and worked through a rota for household jobs. Helen and I didn't have a list, we naturally did where our skills lay, I was a good cook, but rubbish at stacking the dishwasher, well, so I'm told.
I was waiting to get to the elephant in the room, well it was an elephant in my mind. But it appears not for the girls. Helen reached across the table, squeezed my hand and said. "Let's see what happens after Friday."
So, it is going to be Friday. I had better not go to the pub on the way home or be late.
I didn't have a shave before I left for work on Thursday, nor on Friday. But I did take my shaving tackle to work with me on Friday, and not knowing what was planned, clean underwear, socks and a shirt.
Friday morning Helen said to me. "Your usual time please, not early, not late. And please don't worry my love, it'll be OK."
I didn't get much done Friday afternoon, the words on the test plan I was writing were coming out all wrong. All the right words, not necessarily in the right order. I had to keep going to keep my mind occupied. I'll have to sort it out on Monday. I shaved as close as I could, put my clean clothes on and drove home. I was starting to feel like how a virgin bride might feel on her wedding night. I parked around the corner until it was my usual time. Shit I was nervous.
I walked in the front door, and Helen was standing at the bottom of our stairs. She had on a long white satin nightgown, subtle makeup and hair brushed lovely. It crossed my mind that she looked like a bridesmaid.
Smiling at me. "Please my sweetheart I know you're worried. I will never leave you. You are my reason for living. And I want you to do this to bring Lauren into our family. She loves you so much it hurts. And please trust me, I know that feeling." She held her hand out to me, I took it and she pulled me in for a smouldering kiss. I got hard just doing that.
She led me upstairs into our bedroom with its 4 poster bed, she opened the door and there stood Lauren. Her blonde hair shining, gentle makeup highlighting her cheeks. Stockings and the white corset. There was a small fascinator in her hair. She did look like a bride on her wedding night.
That was when I realised Helen was undressing me. She was undoing the buttons of my shirt and eased it off my shoulders. I let it fall to the floor. She undid my belt and flies pulling my trousers and underpants down in one go. I stepped out of them, my socks came off at the same time. I was naked.
I felt a small push in the middle of my back. I had stopped, stunned by the beauty of these two women, but I had a job to do. I moved forward, I took Lauren in my arms, I kissed her passionately and deeply. I wrapped my arms around her trying not to crush her.
I whispered to Lauren. "You look fantastic in this corset. You have worn it for me. But I want just you." I put my hands around her back to start undoing the corset, only to find Helen was standing behind her already helping me take it off.
Helen whispered to us. "Let me help you." She leaned in closer to Lauren and whispered to her. "You've had your wish to wear that corset for him, but I did warn you he would always want you naked the first time. Don't worry there will be plenty of other times you can wear it for him." She leaned closer and kissed her on the ear.
When Lauren was naked apart from her stockings and fascinator, I eased her back gently, her legs were touching the bed and then I helped her back onto it. She laid there looking beautiful. I climbed on the bed beside her.
Looking into her eyes I said. "I love you." It was the first time I'd said it to her.
"I love you too, ever since I first saw you."
I glanced up at Helen, looking down at us smiling. I smiled back up at her. "Thank you."
