As time went by, Angie, Emma, and I had fallen into our own little routine. Weekdays were work filled, and the weekends we would usually end up fucking like bunnies. Not to say me and Angie didn't have a fantastic sex life, it was just slightly tamer during the week as to not wear each other out. We had learned that early on. Occasionally, we'd get special 'instructions' from Emma to get us worked up before her visits. I always tried to ensure that me and Angie got some sort of solo date night during the week.
For the last month or so, I had been planning a surprise for the two of them as a Christmas gift, but I needed both of them out of the house for a period of time to accomplish that. Emma was getting stressed from too much work, even missing a few weekend visits. You could hear the frustration in her voice when we spoke. Her last visit ended in her crying because she didn't want to deal with everything there. We did our best to console her, but our girl needed a break. I told Angie I had something big planned, and that I wanted to do something nice for them. After talking it over with everyone, it was agreed that Angie, Emma, and Emma's boyfriend, Ben, would all go on a nice two week Caribbean cruise. The three insisted I come along, but I explained that I had my reasons. I started my planning. My girls would get their dungeon for Christmas.
I went into work and spoke with Jimmy, my long time favorite regular. Explaining that I wanted to have my basement finished, and would only have two weeks to do it, he made a few calls for a select bunch of my other regulars to come into the bar. I had told all of them that it was a surprise for Angie, and while they said two weeks was not much time, they could make it work. Jimmy walked me through the basics, asking what I was going to use the room for. I couldn't tell him the real reason, so I said it would be our little lair, half game room, half lounge room. Within a few days, the guys would meet up with me, and I'd buy them a few rounds as I gave them my selections for everything. Any time Angie stopped by, they would change the subject and even occasionally ask her opinion for "a client who couldn't make up their mind." The day everything was finally set in stone, I went home smiling ear to ear.
"What are you so happy about, girlie?"
"You, love. What else?"
"Mmhmm. I know that look. You're plotting something!"
"Me? I'm completely innocent! I'd never do such a thing!"
"Bullshit, girlie! I wanna know!"
"You'll see. It's part of your Christmas present so you'll have to wait for Santa! Now, come here!"
I yanked Angie into my arms, kissing her passionately. I let my hands wander down to squeeze her ass. She giggled and pushed me away, insisting on making dinner. Angie loved to cook for us. I sometimes wondered if she should've been a chef instead of helping teach self defense. Then again, I had been around the restaurant world long enough to know she was better off where she was. I peeled off my work clothes, and wrapped myself around her from behind as she focused on whatever was in the skillet on the stove.
"Mmm, can I just have you for dinner?"
"Maybe dessert. Now go sit and chill, girlie. You'll make me burn the shrimp!"
I gave her a fake pout, and took a seat at the table. After admiring her for a few moments, I took the opportunity to browse a few sites, setting up a couple scheduled deliveries for my new basement collection. I erased the history and put the phone down as she placed our plates down. I thanked her for cooking, chowing down on the delicious meal. As we finished, I took our dishes to wash, telling her to go wait in our room and relax.
Finishing up, I met her in our room. She was sitting up, watching a random show. All I could think about was loving on my best girl. Lapping at her neck and collarbone, I laid her down on our bed. I took my time caressing and kissing all over her soft skin. Making my way down her body, gently and slowly, she mewled happily opening her legs for me. Unable to resist the offering, I licked up her slit, planting a kiss on her protruding clit. She rubbed my arms as my hands lightly toyed with her breasts. Keeping a nice slow pace, wanting to enjoy her, I alternated between tonguing her entrance, pecking at her thighs, and lapping at her clit. After a few minutes, she sat up, pulling my head into her. I obliged her non verbal request, picking up my pace until she whimpered through a loving orgasm.
"Mmm, thank you girlie. That was nice. Your turn."
"Not tonight, love. Tomorrow. I just wanna lay with you right now."
"Fine, but I call dibs on big spoon!"
"Works for me. I'll take all the cuddles I can get right now."
"You ok?"
"Yeah. Just gonna miss you being next to me when you leave for the cruise."
"Why didn't you come with us?"
"I get seasick. And I wanted to make sure Emma had two people with her to make sure she has fun."
"It was nice of you to do that for all of us. You can have all the snuggles you want, girlie."
Angie pressed into me, wrapping her little body around mine. They were leaving on Friday, and I only had one more full day to enjoy her company. We fell asleep early, and I dreamt of the joy and pleasure my upcoming renovation would bring.
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I thought I was having some sort of wet dream. Angie's mouth hitting all the right spots on my neck, her fingers rubbing up and down between my legs. I opened my eyes, fully waking up as I came.
"Morning, girlie!" Angie giggled.
"Good morning indeed. Thanks for the nice wake up."
"Thinkin of having you for breakfast, too."
"Insatiable, as always. Come on, love. We gotta get ready for work. You'll be late."
"I took a half day, I'll meet you at the bar when I'm done to hang for a bit."
"Sounds good. The guys will love seeing you, too."
Realizing just how late it was, Angie quickly hopped in the shower and got dressed. She kissed me goodbye, telling me to make sure I ate something. I laid in bed and stretched, not wanting to get up. It was a rare occasion to enjoy a long hot shower alone. Getting clean and dressed, I grabbed a bagel and headed out to the bar to set up.
As the day passed on, my guys started to filter in. We talked excitedly about our upcoming project, and I gave them a heads up that Angie was stopping by today. One random new guy sitting in the middle of the bar scoffed and waved for another drink. Something about him made me uncomfortable. I asked his name, trying to make conversation. 'Eddie' wasn't much of a talker. In town on business, passing through, no mention of what he did for a living. I went back to talk with Jimmy. Angie walked in, taking her seat next to him. I leaned over the bar to kiss her hello.
"Fuckin dykes..." Eddie mumbled.
"Im sorry, what was that?"
The regulars froze, waiting to see how to proceed.
"Tired of y'all rubbing it in our face just because they can't get good dick. You should go find a good man, get married, settle down," Eddie retorted.
