Thursday
Author's note: This story can be read on its own, but you will have a much better understanding of the characters and their relationships if you first read chapter 1...
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The morning was unusual, to say the least. Jeff fell asleep in Kathy's bed and the girls were up before them. As he awoke he heard them talking and clattering in the other room. He looked at Kathy lying naked next to him, marvelling at his good fortune.
She opened her eyes and looked at Jeff, her gaze confused for an instant, then snuggling in and saying "Good morning, Lover."
"Kathy," he said. "About last night, - I didn't mean to..."
"Shhh," she said gently. "It was wonderful and we both loved it, and there are no commitments and no recriminations. Just a good memory for my files."
"You are quite incredible, you know," he said seriously. "I was aching for you all day, but I knew I had to leave the pace to you. I had a feeling we were getting to this, but I didn't want to push you or take anything for granted..."
"I wanted you from the first day," said Kathy with a blush. "That first night, - when everything had gone so horribly wrong, - the only good thing that had happened all day was the way you were so nice to us, and gave us at least one day to enjoy what was supposed to be a break from all the things that were wrong at home. I wanted to experience things and have fun on the holiday, and here we were, going straight back. I wanted to have at least something to remember, and I wanted to thank you as well, that's why I came out and ... you know." She blushed again.
His dick remembered and gave a twitch. "I was surprised," he said with a smile.
"I was, too," she replied, "but I enjoyed it even if I was scared. And I really enjoyed last night!"
"Does that mean we can do it again?" he said, - grinning now.
"Only once before breakfast," she said happily.
It was gentler and more leisurely for both of them that time. She took control, put him on his back and said hello to his rapidly stiffening dick. "You are a lovely thing, - yes you are," she crooned to the muscle in her hand and kissed it good morning. Then she took it deep into her throat, just like the first night. But after a few strokes, she got on top and lowered herself on him, gently, but firmly. He slid in easily, to the hilt in one stroke.
She gasped, but laughed happily. "Oh I LIKE fucking you, Jeff Fisher," she said, and went at it with abandon. Her full breasts hung invitingly before him, full and firm, begging to be held and kissed. He didn't need to be asked twice. After a while, his hand slid down her flank and over her firm ass. He twisted his body and reached further, down the crack of her ass and touching the opening.
She took a quick breath. "Jeff..." - she said uncertainly.
"Just relax and enjoy it, Darling," he said. "I won't hurt you, and I'll stop if you really want me to." She relaxed a bit, and he moved his finger gently around her asshole. He moved up to her pussy, feeling himself moving in and out of her hot grip. He fingered her lightly, wetting his finger in her copious secretions. She picked up the pace just a little. He moved his finger back to her asshole and slowly pushed the now slick finger inwards.
She flushed all over. "Oh, my god, Jeff," she said in hurried breaths. "That's ... unbelievable. Don't stop!" He pushed deeper into her hot buttery passage, and her pace became frantic once more. She reached around and gently grasped his balls, and running her fingers around the root of his prick, nipping as it left her and withdrawing them just as he disappeared back in.
He left one finger in her ass and with the others reached to her cunt. The double manipulation took her over the top again. He loved the look on her face as she came. Joy, bewilderment, abandon, deep satisfaction all at once. He responded with deep thrusts and an orgasm right in sync with hers. Not as copious as the night before, but more intimate and caring somehow. Slowly she fell down on his chest.
"I think they heard us again," he said. It had become very quiet in the other room.
"So what?" she said.
The girls' faces were a study in conflicting emotions when they emerged. Curiosity, mixed with a great deal of love for Kathy, and with a tiny bit of jealousy thrown in, he thought uneasily. He hoped they could go back to the carefree mood of the day before. But maybe it had been destroyed by the events in the night.
"Way to go, Mom," said Rebecca, breaking the awkward silence, - and silencing his fears. The girls were OK! They hugged and talked in pleasant confusion, completely ignoring him.
"Hey," he said, taking a risk. "How about giving me a hug?" He had three hugging females all over him in an instant. He returned the hugs, which quickly turned to mild kisses. "A great way to greet the day," he thought. "And we're having a whole week of this?"
The girls decided that topless was still the dress code, and no one objected, least of all him. The suntan lotion routine now included Rebecca, who responded with great joy to his touch on her back and the sides of her breasts. She raised her upper body just a little each time he stroked the sides, and he got closer and closer to the nipple. When he finished, she sighed a little and went to sleep. When he did Kathy's back, he also got a good feel of her breasts, and then suddenly she turned on her back and said: "Do the front too, please, Jeff". He filled his hands with lotion and reached for her breasts.
It was incredibly erotic to fondle and massage her breasts right in the open, with a teenager looking on with amusement, and a certain glint in her eyes. He massaged Kathy's nipples as he spread the lotion all over, and they responded by saluting him. He slid his hands down to her stomach, and flirted with the line of the bikini bottoms. "Thanks, Jeff" was the signal to stop. He smiled and complied.
"Mine, too," said Elizabeth. He looked at her mother. She hesitated, then smiled a funny little smile and nodded. Elizabeth was clearly not used to this. Her skin reacted instantly when he started putting lotion on her shoulders and the upper slopes of her breasts. Her breathing became a little ragged and a flush crept over her upper body. He continued to her nipples, pinching them lightly as he continued massaging the lotion into her breasts. They responded instantly, hardening into nuggets of deep red, and standing out like pillars on her mounds.
As he continued, her color deepened and she suddenly started to shake, clenching her legs together. Her orgasm had her gasping and writhing with pleasure, as it slowly subsided. She shook herself a little, then seemed to come back to reality, and quickly ran into the house.
He shot a worried look at Kathy, but she looked at her daughter's retreating back with a loving smile, and said softly. "Thank you. Jeff." He must have looked very odd, because she laughed and whispered: "I knew you would be gentle and give her pleasure. Don't feel so guilty, I know you enjoyed it, too."
He grinned ruefully. "I did," he admitted.
"Well, then..."
Rebecca woke up and looked around for Elizabeth, then disappeared into the house after her. He heard them talking inside, but couldn't make out what they were saying. Kathy looked at him solemnly.
"Jeff," she said slowly. "Can I ask a huge favor of you? Please say no if it is too much, I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do."
"What?" he said.
"I know the girls like and respect you a lot," said Kathy, "and I know they trust you as well." Jeff didn't know where this was heading, but his mind was racing in every direction. "Making love to you was just wonderful," Kathy continued. "I have never felt so satisfied and so safe in my life. You were gentle, and yet firm, and I wish you had been my first lover. Will you help my girls have that experience that I never had?"
"What!?!" he said, sitting bolt upright. "Do you mean what I think you mean?"
"Yes, Jeff," she said. "I am asking you to teach my girls what making love is all about."