As it happened, Monday was Marie's birthday, her 23rd. Jessica was in the mood to indulge her, and what Marie wanted for starters was to lick her mistress's pussy, followed by breakfast in bed.
So Jessica leaned back against the headboard with her legs apart as Marie nestled between them, while Jane went to the kitchen to work on breakfast. All weekend Jane had been wrestling with a decision that was really no decision at all: Her month with Jessica was officially up, but she was happier than she'd ever been in her life and had no desire to leave. She hoped there was a way to work out an arrangement, one that would allow her to continue to serve Jessica as she had been.
Jane returned to the bedroom bearing a tray of food just as Jessica came, gripping Marie's head tightly between her thighs with one hand entwined in Marie's hair. Jessica gestured to Jane, who sat down the tray, stepped forward, and began to finger Marie's sticky slit from behind. Marie climaxed quickly and intensely, her head still trapped between her mistress's legs.
As they all ate breakfast, Jane told Jessica of her desires and the matter was quickly decided. Jane would sign all of her assets over to Jessica and join the household permanently. Had this happened one day earlier, Marie might have felt threatened and put out; but at the moment she felt completely content and peaceful, and accepted the idea with sincere enthusiasm.
After further discussion they decided that Jane would go alone to New York to meet with her attorney and draw up the necessary paperwork. Jessica was worried that a lawyer might object to the arrangement, thinking that Jane was being swindled by some unscrupulous person. Having Jessica there would only reinforce that idea, so it would be better for Jane to be by herself. Jessica felt confident that Jane was firm in her conviction and would be able to deal with any obstacles that might crop up. Jessica and Marie would join her in New York later and they would all celebrate together.
After breakfast they all showered together and Marie, feeling euphoric, spent a long time soaping and scrubbing Jane, even kneeling down in the shower to tongue her to orgasm. Then Marie helped Jane get ready as Jessica looked up train tickets on the internet. Jane's tattoo was almost invisible now and her hair had grown out enough that Marie could shape it into a facsimile of a chic style. They picked out Jane's most conservative outfit and when they were done she looked like a regular person, not like a decadent lesbian sex slave. No one who saw her would be the wiser.
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