(With special thanks to my friend 'Irish Lass' for her input and insight)
(Edited by
"larryinseattle"
who continues to turn my feeble attempts at writing into something worth reading)
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When Dale woke up, Tanya was gone but the lingering aroma of her perfume and the throbbing in his groin told him that the night before definitely hadn't been a dream.
"I can't believe this. Between the two of them I've been fucked more in two days then I normally am in a month,
" he said to himself as images of Tanya and Natalie flashed before his eyes.
Reluctantly, he slid from his bed. His muscles were stiff and sore. He walked gingerly to the bathroom and turned on the shower, letting it warm up before stepping in. "FUCK," he hissed as spasms of pain surged through his body when the water cascaded over him. He turned so he could look in the mirror and looked at the scratch marks that covered his back from shoulder to waist. "Forgot about those," he muttered as the corners of the mouth turned upward in a devilish grin.
He took his time finishing his shower before he dressed and went downstairs to the kitchen. He saw Tanya and Natalie sitting on the back porch, talking as they nibbled on the leftover fruit and cheese from the night before. Fortunately, they had left the door partially open so he could hear them.
"So you're not upset?" Tanya asked.
Tanya, at 45 years old, was the older of the two. She stood 5-foot, 9-inches tall and had a toned 34D-26-38 body. Her lightly tanned skin didn't have a wrinkle that he was aware of, and he'd explored it in great detail over the last several weeks. Her hair was sliver over brunette and, at the moment, was pulled back in a ponytail exposing the delicate contours of her neck and shoulders.
He had met her when he was checking on rumors of a new development in the lingerie industry. She had originally worked for his father's company in the Special Development Department but had left shortly after his death. Since then she'd developed a microchip that could be inserted into a women's lingerie which would result in her reaching unparalleled sexual pleasure. She had also purchased a lingerie/porn shop where she was selling the chips. Now, the shop was gone, burned to the ground, it was suspected, by an overseas competitor when she wouldn't sell them her research.
As he stood there listening, he remembered that he needed to call his friend at the Police Department and discuss his idea of how to catch those behind it all.
"Yes ... and no," he heard the second woman say, pulling him back to the present. "Seeing the two of you together last night and knowing what was going to happen had me a little jealous in the beginning. But to tell you the truth, I'm not sure if I was jealous because of what he was about to do to you or what you were about to do to him."
Tanya laughed as she reached over and took the other woman's hand. "Natalie, my dear, you are a naughty, naughty girl."
Natalie joined in the laughter as she held Tanya's hand. The feeling of intimacy that radiated from the two were triggering suspicions that they knew each other far better than he was aware.
Natalie, his step-mother, was only 6 years older than him. She'd been a model working for his father's clothing factory when she and his father had met. It wasn't surprising that he'd been instantly attracted to her. She was tall in comparison to many models at 5-foot, 7-inches but it only seemed to increase the beauty of her sculpted 36D-25-36 figure. Add to that a set of brilliant blues eyes, brunette hair, and a maturity far beyond her years, and it was no wonder his father had fallen for her. After a whirlwind romance, they married which hadn't bothered Dale since they'd quickly bonded into a family. For the next three years they'd done everything together. Then his father was killed by a tiger shark while he'd been scuba diving
Natalie worked long and hard after that to turn the company into a one of the most well-known manufacturers of women's clothing and lingerie in the industry. Then, just a few months ago, she announced she was making Dale the head of the research and development department. That led him to Tanya and her microchips and, in the end, to Natalie becoming his lover.
Now the two women were sitting on the porch talking like old friends.
"You should know," Natalie giggled, as she squeezed Tanya's hand.
"I wonder what would happen if Dale ever found out?" Tanya asked, an impish grin on her face.
"If I found out what?" he asked, innocently as he exited the kitchen onto the porch.
Natalie spun around, worried about what he may have heard. Tanya, on the other hand, replied nonchalantly, "We were just talking about what you suggested last night. You know, about me moving into the guest house. We were wondering what you'd say when you found out I decided to do it."
"I'd say it's a good idea," he replied, down-playing his growing suspicions as he joined them. "So what do the two of you have planned for today?" he asked as he popped a piece of cheese in his mouth.
"I hadn't really thought about it," Natalie answered. "I guess that depends on what Tanya needs. Since she lost everything in the fire, I guess I'll be spending most of my time helping her."
Tanya's hazel eyes seemed to sparkle as she looked at Natalie. "Fortunately, I didn't lose everything," she interjected. "I may have lost everything at the shop but I have a storage unit a couple of miles from here with some clothes and furniture in it. I'd like to go and see what I might be able to use while I'm staying here."
"Great," he replied. "But I want at least one of the security guys to go with you. After what happened I don't think it's a good idea for any of us to be out by ourselves for a while."
Both women looked at each other and then back at him, nodding in agreement.
"What about you? What're your plans?" Natalie asked.
"As soon as I'm done here," he began as he chewed on a piece of melon, "I need to give Gavin a call at the Police Department. I want to talk to him about an idea I have to catch the SOB's that torched Tanya's shop. Then I was thinking I'd run into the office. I wanna talk to Justin about increasing security at the factory and about the new security team he's hiring to patrol around here."
Neither woman said anything, realizing there was no way of keeping Dale from doing what he wanted, especially since they both agreed that security needed to be their greatest concern at the moment.
They spent the rest of their breakfast time talking about fashion, what Tanya might want to do to the guest house, and general 'small talk'. When they were done, the two women went into the house to change into different clothes for the day while Dale went to the in-home office to make his call.
He was able to get a hold of Gavin, who then put him in contact with the Detectives who were working on the case. They, in turn, put him in contact with an Inspector from the FBI who said she'd call later in the day to talk to him about his idea.
As soon as he was done with that, he called Justin and made arrangements to meet. Forty-five minutes later, he and Justin were sitting in the company security office reviewing a file on the new team Justin had suggested. All the members were ex-military and had seen active duty overseas. Though they were just starting the security company, the references they had from previous military commanders, as well as two previous jobs, were more than enough for them to agree that this was the group they needed. When Dale looked at his watch after they were done, he was surprised to see how quickly everything had fallen into place so, with nothing else to do, he headed back home.
When the company car, now chauffeured by a one of the new security guards pulled into the driveway, Dale had the driver drop him off at the entrance to the back patio expecting to find Tanya and Natalie unpacking Tanya's belongings in the guest house. What he found was something far different.
He didn't see anyone moving around outside the small cottage so he slipped through the door and looked around. Boxes were on the kitchen table and floor while others were scattered across the living room, some opened and others still sealed. Then he heard muffled voices and followed the sound down the hallway, right to the doorway to the bedroom.
His eyebrows shot up as he looked inside. Natalie was laying on the bed, completely nude, her hair fanned out like a halo, her thighs spread and Tanya's head buried between them. From where he stood he could just barely hear the slurping sounds as she tongued and lapped at Natalie's pussy.
Tanya was naked as well, kneeling on the floor, her breasts swaying beneath her as she moved. His first impulse was to walk in and join them. With Tanya's exposed pussy pointing at him, he was sure he could get behind her and slip his cock in her before she even knew he was there. Instead, he moved out of sight and watched the two women from the shadows.
Natalie lay there, her eyes closed. The back of her hand was pressed against her mouth trying to muffle her cries, while her bare breasts bobbed up and down. "Ohhhhh, eat me, baby. It's been so long. Stick that talented tongue of yours in me. Yesssss, finger fuck me. Just like that, eat my pussy."
He could see Tanya's arm move as she drove her fingers in and out of Natalie's juicy pussy. A wet, squishy sound filled the room along with the delicate aroma of Natalie's arousal.
"Yes ... yes ... yes ... you're driving me crazy with that tongue of yours. Eat me, suck my clit. Ohhhhhh, fuck. I'm gonna cum. I can't believe it's been so long since you did this to me. Right there ... lick me ... ohmigod. Gonna cum. Now ... yes ... now ... Arrgghhhhhhhh," she moaned as she grabbed a handful of Tanya's hair, pulling her against her body as her back arched as she drove herself against Tanya's face and tongue.
Dale watched as Natalie soared into orgasmic oblivion and a tinge of jealousy flowed over him. Her face was contorted by her passion. Instinctively, his hand dropped to the front of his pants and he squeezed the lump that had formed there. For the briefest of moments, he thought about pulling it out and jacking off to what he was seeing but then the two of them began to stir.
They hugged and kissed, Natalie licking her cum from Tanya's lips and chin. They held onto each other until Natalie's breathing returned to normal. "Your turn," she whispered seductively, as her hand gently caressed Tanya's tit.
"You're such a slut," Tanya sighed as her lips met Natalie's. It was obvious from the way their mouths moved against each other that their tongues were teasing and battling as their hands roamed over each other's bodies.
When they broke apart, Tanya whispered, "After all these years. I couldn't believe it when Dale walked into my shop. I didn't even recognize him at first but when we told me who he was I knew that the woman he was talking about was you. I've missed you so much. And now, to be together like this again. Mmmmmmmm."
"I know. I missed you, too. After all, you were my first lover. But when I met Dale's father there was something ..."
"Shhhhhh," Tanya said as she lay a finger across Natalie's mouth.
