Your comments inspired me to continue exploring these characters. Finding time to write, especially when it has to be in secret, is challenging. At some point I will move on to other story lines and personalities. But first I must finish what I started in "Group Project," and continued with "Group Discount." I am curious to see how far I get with this edition.
Chapter One
Sex with Claire had been amazing. Experiencing her charms, having her long legs wrapped around his body, had been amazing. At nearly six-feet tall, she was like a blonde goddess. There was the added excitement that night of Bethany, who was not only involved, but directing the action. Grant was enthralled with both women, as well as with Jennifer, the other member of their group. And he enjoyed the benefits that came with the friendship they shared. Grant had experienced those benefits at various levels. Jennifer had been first. The dark-haired beauty was basically the same age and height as Claire, but with a husband and two children. Grant was captivated with Jennifer's wit, flirtatious comments, and loyalty to her family. Despite that loyalty, she had been the one who awakened and released his sexual desire.
Their encounter in Grant's car was now weeks in the past, but he remembered it in vivid detail. Recognizing his need, she offered to give jerk-off instructions. Jennifer had insisted there be no touching. However, she had willingly complied when he asked to see her breasts. Jennifer 'tits out' was still the most erotic experience of his life. Her large breasts and saucer-sized areolas were enough by themselves to make him squirt a geyser of sperm on the dashboard.
Not counting his sexual encounter with Issa, who was outside their group, the next member of the quartette he experienced was Bethany. Younger than the other two women, and nearly thirty years younger than Grant, the lithe brunette surprised him. She was the aggressor, and the administrator of their threesome. It wasn't really a foursome, because Jennifer only watched the action. Although she managed to expose herself and masturbate to climax, she had touched no one but herself. That happened as Bethany was orally pleasuring Claire. It was Claire's first girl-on-girl encounter. Grant was invited to join the action by fucking Bethany from behind. He had never felt so sexually free as when he shot his cum into Bethany's pussy in view of two other sexy women.
In the days that followed, Grant managed to have an incredible night with Bethany, whom he now called B. While he was willing to have sex with her as often as she would invite him, he knew no real relationship was possible. The same was true of Jennifer. Although entranced by her, a husband and children made her unavailable. From their group, that left Claire. Blonde, beautiful, and just an inch or two shorter than he was. The night the two had been alone, B asked why he hadn't tried to date Claire. But then she distracted Grant by fucking his brains out. Not long after that encounter, Grant found himself under B's spell again. This time Claire was included in the action, while Jennifer was not present. B had basically seduced them both. Claire had obediently eaten out Bethany. Then Grant had fucked Claire for the first time, while B sucked and licked his balls. He euphorically emptied himself into Claire.
In the aftermath, Grant wondered if he should ask Claire out. The statuesque blonde was far closer to his age than Bethany, but still maybe 15 years his junior. He was attracted to her personality, which was at times overshadowed by Jennifer. Surprising no one, he was also attracted to her body. He wondered how long these amazing sexual experiences would continue, and if his 51-year-old stamina would hold out. Grant was getting more action than he'd ever had in his life. He had only slept with two girls prior to meeting Katie. And he had been faithful to her throughout their marriage. Until she'd gotten sick, their sex life had been healthy, with the usual ebbs and flows. In the months after her death, when the grief had eased, loneliness took its place.
The Triple Threat, as he now referred to Jennifer, Claire, and B, thrust him out of emotional isolation, into ball-draining ecstasy. But it was more than sexual. There was a level of caring and connection that warmed him from within. Jennifer's time with the group was understandably more limited because of her family. But the four of them had lunch together most weekdays, and the occasional drink after work.
Lunch today was a food truck that served surprisingly good barbeque. After getting their orders, the foursome walked half a block to a park. They shared an empty bench in the sunshine. It was cool enough that the sun felt good. They were about half-way through when Bethany broke some news.
"They're raising my rent. And I won't pay more for that place, even if I could. I've got to find something I can afford, and soon. You guys know of anything?"
"I haven't apartment hunted in years," Jennifer said, shaking her head.
"Me either," added Grant. "Can I ask what you're paying?"
"It's going to be almost $1,300 a month. And the place is a hovel. I don't feel safe there, and pest control spends more time in my building than I do."
"You can definitely crash with me for a while," Claire said while reaching over Jennifer to pat Bethany's hand. "The only reason I wouldn't offer to make it long term is because my condo is so small. It's just right for me, but you can only sleep on a couch for so long."
"Thanks Claire. That's so sweet of you. I won't take you up on that unless I can't find a place by the end of the month. I might have to look for a new job."
"We don't want to lose you," Grant chimed in. He spoke quickly and sincerely. "If we're talking about space, I've got plenty of it. Three bedrooms, two of which sit empty. A pool and spa I don't use nearly enough. You've seen it..."
There was a moment of silence as all of them flashed back to their various sexual exploits on the sectional in Grant's living room, or on his king-sized bed.
"Long term?" Bethany sounded incredulous.
"Sure. Or until you piss me off," Grant said with a smile.
"How much is the rent?"
"I don't need to charge you anything," scoffed Grant. "The room is just sitting there."
"I appreciate it, but I have to pay you. If I'm not a tenant, it'd be like I'm your girlfriend or..." she cleared her throat, "...daughter."
"Ok," Grant nodded. "How does $500 a month sound? Utilities, laundry, and fiber optic wifi included. That would more than compensate me, and you'd be able to save at least that much each month from what you're paying now."
"That sounds more than reasonable," agree Bethany. "Do we share cooking duties, do our own thing, or what?"
Grant shrugged. "It doesn't matter to me. But is this a tenant/landlord negotiation? It's starting to sound more like a relationship. I don't want to cramp your social life."
"What social life? You guys are it," then looking at Grant, Bethany asked, "What about your social life? How are you gonna bring dates home when you've got a 'daughter' in the next room?"
"I don't need to bring anyone home," Grant explained, "and I don't really feel like dating anyway."
"What happened to Issa?" said Jennifer, finally jumping into the conversation. "And there was that other gal, the Spanish teacher."
"Valentina," supplied Grant. "I like them both. But I'm not all that interested in something serious with either of them. I'd rather spend time with any one of you...and I'm not talking about sex. I have fun with you guys."
"I don't know whether that's sweet or just sad," smirked Jennifer. "Damn, I wish I had shorts on instead of pants," she stretched her long legs out in front of her. "I could be tanning right now. What are you thinking, Claire? You've been quiet."
"I don't know," she replied, with a shake of her blonde head. "About what? Tanning? Sex? Rent?"
"I know what I'd be thinking if I were you," Jennifer said with a sly smile.
"What?" Claire seemed genuinely curious.
