AUTHOR'S NOTE: Serendipity - 27 The Queens Necklace
Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style.
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Copyright (c) 2014 by Acup
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27 - The Queens necklace
Saturday. Oh glorious Saturday! I had no more concrete, painting, or any other 'fun' tasks today. I could enjoy the day with all my ladies around me. Of course it wasn't the same group of ladies I had started out with on Friday, but I'll live with it since Nicole was here. It would be a nice smooth day. Well that was the dream anyway. Let's see how close we get to it. I woke with Nicole sitting there on her elbow again looking at me. "Hey there lover boy, I smell bacon. Want to go get breakfast?"
"Sounds good!" and we headed down. We came around the corner to three naked women, with the exception of Maria in one of her half cup bras.
Maria slipped a plate in front of Nicole and loaded her up. Nicole pushed my bowl of cereal and then the milk to me, but stopped with the milk and picked it up and headed to the sink. "What are you doing Mistress?"
"The milk is warm, I don't want Master to get sick."
Maria took the milk from Nicole and put it back beside my bowl. OH SHIT, I FORGOT ABOUT THIS! "The milk is warm because it is fresh Mistress."
"What do you mean fresh? We don't have a cow that I know of." I dumped the milk on my cereal and began eating. The best defense at this point is a full mouth!
"No Mistress, I'm the only cow that gets milked around here." and she turned back to the stove a bit miffed.
Nicole and Brittany were confused. Sam was looking on worried. I just took another bite of my cereal. "I didn't mean... I mean I..." Nicole was sputtering.
"Would you like to understand Mistress?" Maria said without turning around.
"I...I would Maria." And she sat down to eat like she had a reprieve.
"Thank you Mistress." as she turned back to us. "It is pretty easy actually. The day after Master arrived back, he sat down and used my milk by accident on his cereal. Since he liked it and a future taste test proved it, I have used nothing else since."
"So where do you get your milk that it's so special?"
Maria lifted a tit and squeezed a nipple letting a drop fall on her finger. "From mother nature Mistress."
Sam was about to burst, I took another bite and chewed SLOOOOOWLY. Nicole and Brittany were looking between me and Maria's dripping nipple.
"You mean you..."
"Yes Mistress. I produce almost twice what Maya drinks now. Most of that excess goes to Cassie, an enlightened lady you will probably meet today. She doesn't produce enough and her boy won't take formula. The little that remains Master uses for cereal and I put in meals when necessary. We actually use very little milk here so it works out well."
"And you say you taste tested this?" looking like she couldn't believe she was actually saying this.
"Of course Mistress, I made two batches of cookies the other night. I told everyone I was testing two different cookie recipes. It actually was true, but the only difference was the milk I used. One was made with mine, and one with milk from the store. Nobody wanted the store milk cookies."
Sam and I were about done eating. Nicole and Brittany had barely touched theirs. They began eating and thinking. Nicole reached out for the last of the glass of milk, hesitated, and then picked it up and took a sip. She took a second, and then smiled putting it back down. "I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions Maria. It is quite delicious", even if she was looking at me with 'the eye'.
Maria looked quite pleased with herself, "Thank you Mistress. It's still a little chilly out there, so I suspect we'll all start in shorts and t-shirts."
The ordeal was over, so it was safe to take the last bite and drink my milk from the bowl, or should I say Maria's milk.
"Sam, Chuck and Christine are going to be here today with paperwork. Would you give me a hand getting the three barrels and a door out by the pool?"
"Can I get dressed first Master?" Sam asked like the wise ass she was.
"I would prefer not, but since it's a bit chilly and I wouldn't want any of my lovely ladies getting sick. So I guess I'll have to allow it for a little while at least." That got napkins thrown at me from all of them. We all ran up and got dressed and began hauling the materials out. I called Martin and had him call Mary to see if we could borrow one of the low platforms for the weekend.
We got the barrels hauled out, and were hauling the door around when the first of the crowd began showing up. A few of the ladies began to drag loungers toward the concrete. They did not appreciate it that they would have to stay in the grass for another few days or over behind the main house away from everybody else. Since we didn't have any plywood or something similar, we wound up hauling another door around to put chairs for Chuck and Christine to sit on. On one end of the door Maria set a big cooler filled with ice for those that needed it, and several big stacks of plastic cups of all sorts of different colors and styles. It looked like they raided the thrift stores for several counties around us.
There was the steady trickle for a while. Chuck and Christine showed up around eight thirty, Martin and Mary shortly after with a three by eight platform that had seen its better days - a long, long time ago. Mary's only comment was 'pitch it when you're done with it.' Dean and Jean showed up, Dean in a bright red Cincinnati hat and Jean in her red collar and nipple strings beaming like a new bride. A few of what I would call regulars, along with Gladys with her giant. I say that because you have to picture this little midget lady with her almost six foot husband George. I only knew he was her husband because she introduced us. I'd never met or known about him until now.
And then the clock struck nine thirty. I know because I had to look at my watch. "Who opened the flood gates?" It looked like somebody was directing every car on the road down my driveway.
Jean just smiled. "They are here for your ten o'clock grand opening speech Master Danny."
"MY WHAT!!" My girls were giggling... I'm going to have to learn about the gigglers!
"Well it is your grand opening, and it is your house, so that makes it YOUR grand opening speech." She stuck her tongue out and turned away with Dean in tow.
You remember when I said I wouldn't have any more of those 'fun' projects today. WELL THAT WENT OUT THE WINDOW ON A ROCKET!! I don't mind talking a little in front of a few friends, and a little spontaneous announcement isn't too bad. BUT A SPEECH! The girls giggled and smiled and did the little wiggly finger wave at me as they turned to abandon me to mingle! I managed to walk over to the makeshift desk and plop down on a chair near Christine.