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Coming home and facing an internal crisis. Cathy rides to the rescue again, with a surprise.
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The trip home was anticlimactic. No last minute calls from Ana Isabel, no nefarious visits from men in black suits, and we were on our own at the airport. No mile-high club. My new favorite stewardess wasn't on our particular flight. Even the petting on the flight was curtailed, nothing more than hand-holding and leg caressing.
We did chat a bit about our trip, and discussed business. There was still a possibility of travel for one more training session. I confessed that the next time I went overseas, I planned to take Debbie and/or Beth with me.
"I don't imagine Major de Borbón would approve of that."
"Perhaps not, but I'm thinking a clean break is best. Showing up in Madrid with my girls would be an effective way of ensuring that."
She laughed. "It would do a pretty good job of enhancing the legend of 'Señor Jack'. Everyone was already talking about how you'd finally melted the Ice Dragon, and of course there were a few rumors running around about you and me. Debbie would be the icing on the cake. Debbie and Beth both? You'd be immortalized."
"Please. As far as most of that crowd is concerned, I'm the guy that struck out every night, and set his sights just a little too high."
"I'm telling it how I see it. I can certainly see the allure, your Major is a fascinating and attractive woman. Wealth, power, bloodlines, and that body! What's not to like? I'm almost surprised I didn't lose you over there."
I didn't tell her just how close it might have been.
I managed to nap a bit on the flight, but my internal schedule was all messed up. I woke up tired and grouchy; Chris was kind enough to let me be. A free beer took the edge off. A second one had me back to my laid-back self, contemplating the situation I'd left behind, and the girls I was headed home to.
It was getting dark as we drove back to the office where I'd parked. Chris drove, and I couldn't help but wonder if our antics would cause any troubles in her home life. I was hoping she'd get through it all OK.
"You're doing it again. Stop it."
"Doing what?" I asked.
"You're staring at me."
"Sorry. I'm going to miss what we have together."
She sighed. "Me too, Jack. Me too. But it's best this way."
"Hundred mile rule still apply?" I teased, reaching out and caressing her leg.
"Please don't, Jack. I don't want to show up home with my panties soaked through."
I withdrew my hand. "You're right. I'm sorry."
"And we'll see about your '100 mile rule'. We might need to fly out to L.A. before too long. Who knows what might happen? We'll take it one step at a time."
"I hope your husband figures out what a treasure he has in you," I told her.
"I'm going to work on it. I think sometimes I'm not such a treasure. Maybe I can do something about that."
She was terribly pensive through most of the drive, and we parted in the parking lot with a hug. It started casually enough, but after several long moments she was clinging to me tightly. "We'll both be OK, right Jack?"
"More than OK. I'm certain."
She stayed in my arms. "There's no doubt we'll come out of this smelling like a rose at work. A huge success. And Spain was nothing short of incredible. But it's back to the real world now."
"I know. I'm sorry things got so crazy."
She withdrew from my arms, and shook her hair free. "I think I needed a little 'crazy' in my life. See you Monday?"
"Bright and early at the stroke of ten. I think I'll sleep in for once. I'm guessing I'll have a busy weekend at home."
It was nice to see her smile. "I hope that makes two of us."
No kiss goodbye, she just walked back to her car, gave me a wave and climbed in. I hopped in my car and took off for home. There were a couple of girls I desperately wanted to see.
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I arrived to a packed house. All the full-time residents were present, as were Karen and Jim. Even Ashley and Erin were awaiting my arrival and when they ran to me for hugs, I realized how much I'd missed the rug rats. I was definitely becoming domesticated. The only real surprise was Eric, who was there with Amie. Looked like that relationship was still on and from the way he was hovering and looking at her, I was guessing there'd been some advances on that front.
Good for him.
I felt smothered under the affection. Beth was the first of the adults to get to me, leaping into my arms to give me a full-body hug and a kiss that could melt an iceberg. Karen gave me a toe-curler, and an ear nibble, and Jim followed with a high five. Of course little sister Robin wouldn't be outdone. As she approached me, I stopped her a few feet away, so I could check out her latest chest advertising. Three lines of "I will not be naughty", as if written on a chalkboard, brought a smile to my face.
"Trying to clean up the act a bit," she said before taking me in her arms. After licking my molars she whispered, "Of course I'd be willing to make an exception, whenever you're up for it." A little pat of her hand below the waist emphasized her offer.
Amie's kiss was controlled, but the hug was intense. "Later," she whispered, before Eric gave me the requisite manly fist bump.
Debbie came up to me last, but her hug was tentative at first. I squeezed her back, nuzzling my face into her neck, while her hug firmed up. She had her face buried in my chest and seemed overly emotional. I stroked her hair, soothing her until she finally relinquished her death grip, and excused herself to the kitchen.
We sat around and worked our way through a few bottles of wine, while I shared a little about my trip and the sights I'd seen. The girls were eager to update me on their progress on the day-care setup. It looked like they were really pulling things together.
Our new living room furniture was overflowing with pretty women, and a few lucky men. I was fortunate enough to be tightly wedged in between the succulent Beth and delicious Debbie, my platinum tressed Goddess. Debbie was quieter than usual, content to let her partners handle all the day-care discussion. She clung to me as if she was afraid I'd leap up and depart for foreign parts at any moment.
The visit was nice, but it wasn't long before Jim and Karen decided to call it a night, although they left Ashley behind for the weekend so the kids could play together. Splitting up those girls was going to be tough. Karen took a few minutes out to put the little ones to bed, which was a bit of a job; they were all worked up like they'd been on a diet of candy and soda all evening. After that our group slowly dissolved. Amie and Eric were the next to go, Amie giving me another welcome home hug, before taking Eric with her upstairs. Interesting. I looked over at Beth for the scoop.
"Seems to be getting more serious. They've been staying together either here or at his place, most of the week," she answered my unspoken question.
"How's Ron taking it?" I asked.
Robin answered. "Seems to be OK. He likes Eric's family, and if she's happy, that's good enough for him. He hasn't been coming over here as much lately."
"And how's your work with him?"
"Craigslist is magical, even better than eBay or local ads. I've probably cleared out 10% of that warehouse already. When school starts in a couple of weeks, he says I can keep working with him part-time. He's really a great guy." She stood up and stretched. "It's great to have you back, but I think it's time for me to hit the sack as well. I'll leave you lovebirds alone for now." She came over and gave me a warm kiss, then headed up the stairs. Incredibly restrained, for her.
Debbie and Beth got up and started cleaning up a bit, while I begged off, heading for a much needed shower. It had been a long day already, and I was hoping for a second wind before we retired for the night.
The hot-shower did wonders for me, and I relaxed in bed, eager for my room-mates to finish their house-hold chores and join me. The wait wasn't long, with Debbie appearing and walking over to the bedside. She leaned down and gave me a peck on the cheek.
"I'll just be a few minutes freshening up," she told me softly. "Miss me?"
"I'm dying to show you how much," I told her. I reached for her but she slithered out of my grip and disappeared into our bathroom.
My beautiful Beth was only a few seconds behind her, and I was distraught to watch her disappear into the bathroom as well. She was only in there a couple of minutes before appearing at my bedside dressed in her birthday suit. My favorite outfit for her. And she wore it so well.
Beth walked around the bed and settled in next to me, cuddling up beside me, warm against my skin. I reached an arm around her and pulled her in close. Her breast was pressing against my chest, and I ran a finger across it, slowly circling her nipple, as appreciative as ever over what I had.
"That trip was really hard on Deb," she said softly, her arms holding me tight. "All her old insecurities seemed to resurface. Last night when you didn't call she was frantic. She was sure we'd lost you."
"Not likely," I told her, enjoying the satiny feel of her youthful skin under my hand.
"She's gonna need some reassuring, Ok? Give her the attention tonight."
I kissed her forehead. "You are too sweet for words. I think there's plenty of attention to go around."
"I know, and we have the whole day tomorrow to make up for lost time. Let's make tonight a Debbie night." With that she made a decision, jumped up and started gathering candles from about the house, running around buck naked. I giggled to myself, wondering what Eric might think if he wandered down the stairs. She started lighting candles and placing them strategically about the room. Several were aromatic and I was worried that the different scents might be a bit overwhelming, but it wasn't bad.
God, I loved watching her! That tight little body and amazing tits, so beautifully on display. They were mine to have, and I damned sure was going to avail myself of them, "Debbie Night" or not.
Beth was back in our bed only a minute or so before Debbie appeared from the bathroom. The teen was still breathing hard from her exertions, but she had a smile on her face that would have put the Joker to shame.
Debbie showed up in a robe, oddly quiet. I finally sensed that I'd lost a bit of her, her openness, her confidence. Simon says, 'take two steps back.' It broke my heart.
I climbed out of the bed and went to her. "I'm mad at you."
