The Bridge -- Chapter Seven -- The Family Grows
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This work is copy written by the author.
This work will, at times, contain instances of pregnancy, interracial sex, lesbianism, romance and affection. There is also a fair amount of heroism and family love and fun.
Because of the contents of this chapter, it's in the Lesbian Sex category, but has been and will, in the future, spend time in the Interracial Love and Romance categories, and will probably move around as it progresses. I also have a chapter ready to go into the Non Consent/Reluctance category. Which it will do if enough people like it.
There is a bit of sex in this chapter, and it moves the story along. In time, there will be many more orgasms. This chapter is important to the development of characters in the overall story and is a fun frolic and homage to and through the Philadelphia area.
The Family Grows
Nine o'clock came quickly. I woke up with a headache, and Holly greeted me with a glass of water and two of Dr. Dewey's Headache Pills. She had already showered and had her hair up in a ponytail and her jeans and one of my Penn State tee shirts on. She steered me to the shower, where I composed myself and got cleaned up. I also threw on jeans and a Philadelphia Eagles tee shirt.
The Breakfast is where you get the best eats. When the caterer took over my kitchen, there was virtually nothing they wouldn't do for us. It's way more laid-back than the wedding and only attended by a few of our special wedding guests. My Bridge House girls were all there, as well as some of my neighbors and their kids, Larry and Linnie were there and, of course, William and two of my nurse friends from Hershey, one of which would be starting a job here in Chester County and attending West Chester University seeking a M.S.N. And of course, the grandparents were all there. They were served first and ran herd over the visiting kids, who had all been fed at home, while the rest of us adults ate. Besides Bertha, there were two other mothers' helpers that our neighbors brought with them to take the load off. This way, our parents got all the joy and none of the heavy lifting.
There were lots of eggs, pancakes, waffles and a variety of breakfast meats. The real thing, not that 'facon' we used to eat. And they pre-made quiches and even made scrapple, an old Pennsylvania favorite that nobody gets to eat anymore, but Holly had made a special request for. And a mountain of hash browns, which everyone wanted. The most popular dish amongst the adults was omelets to order. I had three eggs over with real bacon and hash browns with whole wheat toast. Holly had a little of everything.
After I finished wolfing down my breakfast, I moved from table to table, chatting everyone up and making sure they had a good time last night and this morning. The big talk, of course, was about the wedding and how beautiful everyone was and what a good time they had. And, of course, what beautiful brides we made. Somewhere in the middle of everything, while I was walking around chatting, the Bridge House girls called for a speech. I stopped in the middle of everything, tapped on my empty water glass and gave them one.
"I'd first like to thank you all for attending our wedding and this breakfast. Being surrounded by good friends at important times in our life is more than comforting. It is essential. Holly and I had the time of our lives last night, and a lot of that had to do with you and the others who were there. To our Bridge House girls, I hope this is the first of many good occasions we get to spend together. And to Missy, I hope she pops soon. Before she bursts."
Everybody laughed.
"To my neighbors and good friends of the children's play group, I thank you for welcoming me into your lives and the lives of your kids. Georgia could not be happier having such good and loving friends."
I looked over at the table that contained my nursing friends and Larry and Linnie.
"To my dear nursing friends who helped me to achieve one of my dreams, to become an RN and BSN and for helping me to more than just survive what could have been a very lonely time for me in Hershey. And to Larry and Linnie, my lawyers, who paved my way from the poorhouse to all this and more. I don't know how I can ever thank you both."
Then I turned to Holly, who was walking around hugging and kissing everyone.
"Of course, I have a special thank you to my new wife, Holly. Just like everything in our lives, she put this whole thing together from scratch and saw it through every step of the way. This is just one of the many things I will find myself thanking her for, for the rest of my life. I love you, my darling."
She blew me a kiss, and the speech was over. We excused ourselves and went upstairs for a few minutes. I was bursting with observations, especially the one about Larry and Linnie. "So, Holl, what do you think? Are they into each other or what?"
"I see it now. The way they look at each other. Especially the way she looks at him. He does a good job of keeping a cool exterior, but she is popping out of her skin. I'll bet she got laid last night."
"Last night and this morning, for sure. Keep an eye on them for telltale signs and we'll compare notes later."
"Deal. When everyone else leaves, they are sticking around to do some post nuptial paperwork with both of us. Keep an eye on them and see just how close they get to each other. The neighbors will go home, and William and the other nurses are going to tour Longwood Gardens this afternoon and the girls are going home, and William is going to hang back tonight for our fuck fest tomorrow. Bertha has been forewarned that she and Aggie will be on duty for the next two days watching the kids. Then, this coming weekend, it's you and me downtown for a couple of days of fun and frolic at the Center City townhouse. Your mom and dad have volunteered to stay around until our downtown staycation is over."
"Excellent. As always, you have planned everything. Now let's go down and make sure everyone is well fed, do our business with the lawyers and kick everyone the hell out so we can have some us time."
William approached us and made a request. "Ladies, I spoke to Bertha and the grandparents, and they said they would be happy to join us nurses at Longwood Gardens if we could bring your little Georgia and George with us. Aggie said she would come and run herd over Georgie. You two could have the house to yourselves."
God love William. Everything he said was music to our ears, and we collectively said, "Great idea." The Bridge House girls, especially Missy, took their rides home, except for Lizzie, who decided to join the group going to the Gardens. Missy was staying at Bridge House, of course, so she was just a hop and a skip to get to her destination. As big as she was, that was all for the best. Holly and I told her that if we could, we would be there for her at the time of her delivery.
We figured the party going to Longwood Gardens would be at least three hours, maybe four. We did our best to make the most of it. With tummies full, we jogged upstairs, tossed off our clothes and jumped each other. And yes, there were vaginas involved. We supped on each other for an hour and a half, jumped in the tub to recover, looked at each other longingly and then dried ourselves off and did it all over again. By the time we finished making the most passionate love, my tongue hung out of my mouth and my pussy was vibrating. The bedroom smelled of perfume and pussy and we were ready to face the world, and our returning friends and family refreshed and none too exhausted. Candles were lit.
Just to throw everyone off, we dressed in our jeans and tee shirts, prepared for the return of the Gardens tourists. We walked down to and around The Farm and talked about everything; our plans for the future, the coming together of our parents and their newly hatched plans to move closer to us, the wedding and all the attendees. But we especially talked about Larry and Linnie.
"Did you see them at breakfast?" Holly asked.
"Oh yeah. Everybody picked up on it. Especially the Bridge girls. Lizzie said that she could smell the heat coming off of Linnie. Even my mother asked me if they were a couple, but I let her know it was strictly professional. She gave me a heavy-duty side eye and a little chuckle when I said that."
"Well, you have a meeting with Linnie next month and maybe you should just ask."
"We'll see. It's not for us to pry, even though we want to."
It was about three-thirty when my super cell went off. Of all things, it was my father.
"Hannah, everyone in our party wants to go out to dinner after we're done at the Gardens. What do you think?"
"That's a great idea, dad. Let me huddle with Holly and get right back to you."
Holly being Holly got right on it and made a reservation for twelve, two tables, at the Magic Mushroom in Kennett Square for five-thirty. We called them back and said we'd meet them there. The Magic Mushroom was a family-style restaurant that served no alcohol and served its meals family style at the table. A perfect way to bring the celebration of our nuptials to an end. Well, not quite an end. There was still our time with William.
And William came through for us. If a girl's gonna get some dick, his is the one to get. The next morning, both sets of grandparents took off into the sunset, promising to return soon. Especially my folks, who would be coming back soon to tour condos in the Chester County area. Lizzie and the nurses all left last night after dinner. Fortunately, Bertha and Aggie and a couple of members of the security crew were around to hold the fort.
We met William for lunch in West Chester, a town he said he could get used to. We took some time to walk off lunch and I showed him the campus of the college I was now attending. After our walk we stopped at one of the ubiquitous bars in this college town and had drinks, then off to William's hotel to get ourselves tuned up. By a man, of all things.
Well, let me tell you, William worked out just fine. If he was into men, you certainly couldn't tell by his performance. Still reluctant to eat pussy, we took care of that aspect for him, most acceptably. And for the first time in years, Holly sucked a dick. And he thought she did a fine job of it. Both of us girls experienced some earth-shattering orgasms, and by the time William came, we were all knocked out. We sat back and rested, then dressed and took a ride to The Barn, a local restaurant that featured farm to table cuisine and wine and beer but no hard liquor. That was fine with us because we had some fucking to do and didn't want to get shitfaced. And we wanted to get fueled up for round two.
Between courses, Holly and I called and spoke to Bertha and the kids. We would not be sleeping over with William, but we would be staying late. Very late. Way past the kids' bedtime. We wished them goodnight and told them we'd see them in the morning. Dinner was a hit, another recommendation of Holly's. And then back to the hotel for more of William's magic wand.
Holly and I had another pussy fest, and over the period until we left, William came twice, and between Holly and I, I think we stopped counting at twenty. It was the first time I ever saw Holly eat ass. William really loved to stand there, his hands on his hips, while we attacked him, front and back, and made him howl at the moon. He didn't do strap-ons, but we did, and it was time for DPs for the girls. Another first was the first time Holly and I snowballed, swapping William's cum up and back, and then both with him.
All very satisfied, we wished him a safe return home and told him we expect that before the year ends, he will return to our neck of the woods and do it all over again, on our dime. He said that was a definite and to tell him when and he would plan vacation time around it. Holly, ever the planner, said that we would do it in the fall and spend some time at the townhouse and show him around Philly. He really liked that, and we told him we expected him to become a fixture in our family. He was all in.
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Linnie and I had a meeting planned three weeks later to discuss the Women's Wellness Center we were dedicating to our dear Jane, and how we would obtain all construction permits, incorporate it and pay the architect and for construction. The board granted us a nice sized piece of land and we also wanted to plan for the groundbreaking. Three weeks turned into six and we finally met. Instead of going downtown, Linnie came to our house, and we sat in the kitchen with documents spread out and our laptops open. Holly and Bertha ran herd on the kids as we talked. However, it didn't go as I expected. Unusual for Linnie, she was distracted. So not her. I took her hand in mine and looked her in the eyes.
"Linnie, What's the matter? You just don't seem to be yourself today."
"Oh, Hannah, I missed my period three weeks ago, so last week I took a home pregnancy test and it was positive."
