The Alarm woke the trio in the morning. Bill reached for it but couldn't reach it without climbing over Monica. Monica groaned and reached for the Alarm and silenced it.
"Someone tell me how I got to be near the alarm?" Monica grumped.
Bill was the first to start moving, and Jennifer started towards the bathroom to address her overwhelming urge. After she used the toilet and then washed her hands. Coming out of the Bathroom she found Monica still in bed and Bill rummaging around in the dresser. Turning he took his chance for the toilet. Monica groaned and sat up and began moving about the room. Jennifer paused as always, Monica was simply so beautiful.
Monica turned and smiled when she saw Jennifer looking at her. Monica stepped up and said. "I'm not usually a morning sex person, but in your case, I'd make an exception."
Jennifer giggled and leaned forward kissing Monica. "I think we have some things to do, but that's not it."
Monica hugged Jennifer and reveled in the feeling of breast pushing on breast. Whispering into Jennifer's ear as Bill exited the bathroom. "You know, he's going to be driving all day, which means we'll have to find something to occupy us."
Jennifer felt a rush through her and whispered back. "I'm sure we can think of something."
Bill was at the dresser and said. "Ladies, we should be getting ready to leave. We have a long way to go today."
Breaking the embrace Monica sighed. "OK, we're coming Bill."
Jennifer flashed a wicked knowing smile. "Well, not yet we're not."
Bill chuckled as he dressed. Putting on comfortable casual pants and a button down shirt then he sat on the bed to put on his shoes. Looking up he took a moment to admire the two women who were with him. Jennifer who was younger and softer, with larger fuller breasts. Her brunette hair was just past her shoulders and down her back. Long legs, and a beautiful ass that begged to be caressed and spanked.
Monica was more athletic. Her breasts smaller but her ass was absolutely firm and you just wanted to grab it and dig your fingers in as you pounded into her. That she was a genius was a given. Bill understood that Monica's Doctoral dissertation was a brilliant document which she was paid to advise upon to several corporations. He had listened to Monica explain it, and was lost completely in minutes as she explained the need for metallurgy and structural engineers to more closely co-operate.
The three of them finished dressing for the day and then went downstairs. A light breakfast and the last minute things were loaded into the rolling home. Bill closed all the sliders, reducing the width of the motor home to something that would be safe to run on the roads. Bill walked around making final checks on the vehicle. Tapping the inside and outside dual tires to make sure they both had air in them, checking visually for leaks and any problems. Jennifer walked with him watching carefully.
"Bill, what are you looking for?" Jennifer finally asked.
"A thousand little things that tell you something could be wrong. I'll show you later." Bill said completing the walk around inspection.
Jennifer hesitated. "You think something is wrong with the car?"
"No, it's a habit you develop when driving something this big. A flat tire on the road is a big problem, especially one of the dual tires. A small leak could lead to an engine auto shut down. Something hanging loose could break loose and injure someone." Bill began opening the door.
"Is that going to happen?" Jennifer asked.
"No, not if you double check." Bill said escorting the lovely young lady into the RV.
Jennifer joined Monica on the sofa and Bill settled himself into the drivers seat. As he pulled out of the driveway, he tried to get accustomed to the large vehicle. As he drove to the interstate, he drove slowly to give himself more time to react and handle the RV's capability. He'd only driven it short distance so far, and wasn't yet comfortable in it.
Jennifer sat back with a book and Monica moved to sit in the passenger seat. Bill merged onto the interstate and headed towards Savannah. The GPS had originally suggested he take state highways at first, Bill had overridden it. For truckers, the big road, Interstate quality highways were preferred. Fewer cross roads for some teenager to pull in front of the truck and die from the misperception that trucks could stop on a dime.
Turning North on I-95 Bill settled back and bumped the cruise control up a couple miles per hour. Turning to Monica, Bill spoke. "Monica, we have a problem. Jennifer's lack of training in basic position and behavior is fine in family, but is going to be embarrassing for her in a couple days." Bill smiled at Monica. "Take her into the back, and start working with her. I'll see how she's doing later. I'll give a yell if I need anything."
Monica smiled and turning to Jennifer and rose to walk back to the bedroom. "Come on sweetie, we're going to teach you how to act like the sub you are."
Jennifer smiled slightly. Monica had a wicked grin, and that couldn't mean anything good considering Bill's instructions.
As Bill drove through South Carolina, he would hear the occasional yelp of pain from Jennifer as Monica corrected her. The outbursts were preceded by a sound that could only have been the snapping of a riding crop. Monica was teaching Jennifer how to kneel and bow and move with something approaching the grace that a truly trained slaves would. Bill's assertion that he would see how she was doing later meant that Monica couldn't spend the whole day making out with Jennifer. Not that it would happen, Monica loved to play, certainly. However no one wanted sex twenty four hours a day.
Bill gave a yell to the back. "I'm pulling off the interstate. We're going to stop for lunch."
Monica came forward a few seconds later. "Good I'm hungry."
"Jennifer?" Bill asked.
"She's OK, she's getting dressed. Her positions are really getting pretty good. Her movement is not all that graceful though. She's going to need time to get that going." Monica said simply.
"You had her naked in the back?" Bill asked.
"Yeah, the crop sings so much better on bare skin." Monica said grinning.
Pausing for lunch at a restaurant the trio ate and chatted amiably in North Carolina. Bill explained he was shifting further west in his trip to avoid the Washington Baltimore corridor and traveling to the Bar D by a slightly more circular route.
As they drove away from the Restaurant, Monica noticed Jennifer sitting on the couch and looking slightly confused.
