Joe was singing as he prepared the evening meal. Blue dog was busy licking her plate clean, his cat was lying back displaying a full tummy and every thing was just great.
Rachel was bringing some of their friend’s home. Joe had promised them a seafood feast fit for a king.
He had scoured the fish markets for Prawns, Calamari, oysters, lobster, fresh fish fillets, crabs, small octopus and any other seafood that caught his fancy.
He smiled as he thought of Rachel; she had changed his life completely in the three days since he rescued her from a drunken slob intent on rape.
Retired and living off his investments, he had dropped out of the daily business of going to work and the end of day bar scene. He had a quiet life that had changed overnight.
Rachel and her friends now filled his days with fun and laughter. He had told her this morning as she left, that he had gained a family of beautiful young daughters. She had hugged him close. “Some of them don’t want to be daughters.”
“They are excited by my description of your foreskin and what it does to me.’ He was shocked “My god you didn’t tell them” he asked? “Yes I did it’s wonderful. I couldn’t keep that a secret.”
She laughed “They all think you are great, even young 18 year old Marie has been sizing you up. I would say they all have a much more personal interest in you than you realise. So you had better watch out.”
She kissed him long and deep, “Remember old man I saw you first.”
Holding him closer, she went on, “I won’t get angry if I have to share you.”
“You are wonderful.” “I want you to enjoy my friends, and let them enjoy you.” “They will make you think you’re young again.”
He started to protest, .but she went on.
“I love you; I will never forget what you did for me.” “I want to live here with you, in your arms and in your bed.”
“I will stay with you, as long as you want me. But I don’t want to possess you. I want you to be free.”
At the last count seven of her close friends and drinking partners, ranging in age from eighteen to thirty, were continually dropping into his place, before or after they hit the clubs.
Because it wasn’t far from the CBD, handy to the beach, and in the emerging entertainment precinct, they had made it their base for many of their after work activities.
Years ago when one of his mates had gone bankrupt in his luxury imported furniture business, Joe had brought at an extremely cheap price, some magnificent beds, wall hangings bedspreads carpets and rugs.
During the final dispersal sale he had acquired all sorts of quality pottery and Asian furnishings. He had bought them to help a mate and had no real use for them.
These furnishings were stored in a large downstairs area of his partially converted warehouse. The girls had discovered them .They had spent an evening unpacking.
When they had discovered the exotic nature of his treasures, they set out to establish what they laughingly called his harem.
Rachel had told him, that quite a few of the girls were going to ask him if they could move in and live in that area. They would be closer to work and play; it would mean better facilities and reduce their costs of living by sharing together.
But the girls weren’t the real reason for his wide smile.
Rachel, who had turned out to be a beautiful young lady, had in a few days changed his hermit ways.
Up until a few days ago he rarely entertained, now here he was, preparing a seafood feast for seven lovely ladies.
Each day he stroked Rachel’s beautiful hard young body as he relaxed after their love making, and thought back on his nearly non existent sex life, as a confirmed bachelor.
With his fingers flicking her nipples, he would think of the rare occasional partner who had graced his life.
Kissing her soft pliable lips, he would recall how he had been happy ringing a local pro, when he badly needed to get his rocks off.
With her firm young cunt rubbing his groin and her fingers playing with his arse, he shook his head as he recalled that, over the last 48 hours he had had a more satisfying enjoyable sex life, than he had had at anytime in the last twenty years.
He would laugh aloud, as he thought of the dramatic change, provoking Rachel to demand to know what he was laughing about.
Joe’s explanation started another round of oral ministrations that eventually led to a close examination of his foreskin.
She would lick and suck, pushing her tongue tip into the eye of his always available prick. She would stroke it slow, then fast. When it grew hard, she would place it between her ample breasts and bring her mouth down as he pushed up to push it in her mouth.
She spent hours lying with him in bed, on the floor, bent over the lounge, you name it they tried it.
She was fun. She had an inventive streak, always trying in every way to find new exciting ways to fuck. When he laughed at her efforts, she became very serious. “I have to keep you interested,” she said. “I don’t ever want to lose you.”
His assurance that he loved her and that she could stay with him for ever, started another round of love making.
Rachel was one beautiful young sexy lady.
She took him to bed each night and spent hours Loving him, Enticing him, Exciting him, Sucking him, Fucking him, Examining him, Until they both were worn out and dropped off to sleep.
As a keen fisherman Joe was an early riser. Over the past few mornings he had sat staring at Rachel’s magnificent breasts, her smooth unwrinkled stomach, her tanned legs, and the jet black hair around her moist splattered pussy.
He was so lucky he had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.
Each morning Rachel had awoken, to find him watching her, or kissing and stroking her. Within minutes he knew he was not dreaming.
For every morning without fail her warm mouth engulfed him, and he was drawn into a wild frenzy of sexual activity that lasted well into mid morning, making her late for work each day.
She knew he loved doing it, ‘Dog fashion,’ so the last session before she went to work, was always spent on her hands and knees on the bed.
