When at last they left the Tower House together and said goodnight to Katia long dark clouds streaked across the moonlit sky. Cliff, Sarah, and Vivienne turned towards the Rose Cottage amidst the night-sounds of crickets, frogs, and the warm rustle of the trees. Sarah and Vi walked ahead of Cliff hand in hand. They were quiet now after the supper talk, and a suspense held each of them as they approached this moment that they knew was upon them.
Together they followed the path of flagstones from the brick walk to where it branched to the Rose Cottage on the right and Vi's cottage on the left. The fork glimmered in the moonlight, a cross-roads.
Vivienne waited with a breathlessness unusual in herself, she must let them make the decision, this man and this woman who called to her two selves. She knew what might lay ahead on this night, but she had no idea what all the others after this would hold for them, and every sense in her being was alive with anticipation.
Beside her Sarah felt the warmth of Vi's hand in hers, her presence so full of attraction. Stored within Sarah were years of knowledge of Cliff, of his urges, his fantasies, his needs. Except for that brief interlude with Vi two weeks ago she didn't know what it would be like to do a real threesome with him and another girl. That sample had proved delightful, but would the whole nine-yards be a success? Would Cliff's cock rise to the occasion now and stay there?
It dawned on her at that moment that if their threesome was a bust her whole opportunity at The Court would go down the tubes with it. Vi had left the whole thing in her hands, promising to do whatever she herself wanted to do.
Perhaps it would be better not to venture into this escapade at all, except she knew also what she had promised Cliff that night in the mall parking lot a week ago, and this moment left her breathless with suspense.
Their walk was leisurely, the girls in easy graceful step with each other, the man only a stride behind. They were upon the fork then leading to Vi's cottage and Sarah and Vi slowed. A space opened between them when Vi hesitated for the goodnight. But Cliff laid his hand gently on her bare shoulder where the fine upward swell of her neck began.
A pregnant silence lay over them while Sarah made her decision. Then she slipped her arm around Vi's waist her hand resting upon the beginning of that hollow between Vi's hip and her belly that led down to a paradise like her own. Vi's hand slid around Sarah's waist in her gesture of assent and they all moved forward together.
Happiness and anticipation filled Cliff for the pleasures his wife was offering him with this lovely agreeable girl, and the door of the Rose Cottage stood open before them. The house was dark within but they had no need of light or words. Ahead the risers of the stairs glimmered their way up into the space above. The space they had left those days ago when they took that first uncertain step into this intimacy before them.
The girl's ascended ahead of Cliff, their arms hugging each other's waists, their lovely butts flexing with every step into the paradise above them. Hungrily his hands cupped their cheeks savoring these appetizers of the feast before him. A single light by the bed winked into life under Vi's fingers and the room revealed itself as they had left it two weeks ago, except now in the dark the whole focus was upon the bed.
It was a large bed made for much more than sleeping and it lay within an alcove glimmering with soft light reflected from large mirrors on the ceiling and the walls. Cliff gaped with anticipation of the visions the glass would bring to his eyes when these beauties in his arms were stripped and their every movement would fill his senses.
They stood there silently taking in the scene and then Sarah took Vivienne's hands in hers, seated herself at the foot of the bed, and looked up into Vi's lovely expectant face. She would make this into an utterly fantastic fuck for Cliff, her gift to him for coming to The Court, and this is where she would start, with Vi.
"Did you know that Cliff is an ass-man, Vi? He loves beautiful bums," Sarah smiled lifting Vi's shift with one hand and feeling for the curves of her naked cheeks with the other.
"No wonder he's crazy about you," Vi murmured wrapping her arms around Sarah's head, cradling her gently to her belly, feeling the woman's hand stroking deliciously over her buttocks to squeeze and caress her cheeks.
A quick stroke of Sarah's hand lifted Vi's shift to her waist offering her naked buttocks and the beauty of her bare legs for Cliff's delectation. With a knowing glance up into his face Sarah's hands parted Vi's cheeks to expose the swollen bulge of her sex and the pale dimple of her pucker.
Cliff reveled in the sight of the girl's neat slim curvaceous cheeks with their dimpled sides, the deep cleft between them that led down to the delights beneath, and that natural sway in her back that lifted her ass in an utter invitation to fucking that she enhanced with a coquettish glance over her shoulder at him.
His organ rose massively under his fly, its bulk aching for entrance into those taut little openings he could glimpse between and beneath her cheeks.
"Beautiful bums aren't his only passion," Sarah crooned her hands wandering over Vi's naked bottom. The girl's skin was smooth as silk and flushed with moist heat drawing her fingers closer and closer to the crease between her cheeks.
"Well whatever that passion is I expect we are going to indulge him aren't we," Vi laughed feeling Sarah's hands sliding up her sides, carrying her shift to her shoulders and tugging it off over her head.
Sarah turned the girl naked to face Cliff her hands stroking up to Vi's breasts, cupping them in her fingers with offerings of her nipples to Cliff's touch.
Eagerly his fingers found the luscious buds and tweaked them so deliciously that Vi's lovely mouth pursed into an inviting pucker, her delicate hand drifting to her sex to massage her clit into relief over her pussy lips.
Cliff's gaze roved over the magic unfolding before him and around him, the mirrors revealing the beauteous shapes of his wife and the lovely teen in her arms, the contrast of his wife's mini clad curves cuddling the little teen's nudity in her offering to him was entrancingly enhanced when Sarah's fingers joined Vi's on the girl's sex, Sarah's fingers spreading Vi's generous labial lips to open the girl's vagina to his inspection.
The cleft was temptingly tight embracing Sarah's finger with a soft sucking sound as it plunged into Vi's depths and they flopped back on the bed giggling and cuddling together. Their faces turned up to his, and Cliff read their excitement and utter pleasure in their offering to him.
To his sheer delight he watched Sarah turn her face to Vi, lift the girl's chin with her hand and plant a long soft kiss on her mouth, a kiss that was returned with utter enthusiasm.
"You have such a sexy beautiful mouth," Sarah murmured, one hand sliding over Vi's luxuriant sable tresses, the other fucking the girl's vagina with quick eager strokes.
"Her mouth isn't her only beauty," Cliff rumbled his gaze fixed on the generous folds of Vi's labia and deep pale dimple of her anal pucker, both caressed by Sarah's fingers.
"He's a pussy-man too," Sarah observed as Cliff's hand joined hers in exploring Vi's most intimate charms.
"I can tell," Vi groaned, her bottom wiggling impetuously under his hand.
He was taking his time feeling her, softly massaging her labia in his fingers, sliding in between her inner petals, stroking up to the firm ridge of her clitoris and settling upon it with a an irresistible massage.
"You've got a nice big clit," he observed, "its like Sarah's and you're hard already."
