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This work of fiction is part of a series. If you did not already read the preceding episodes, please do that before starting this one. All of the chapters in this story have been submitted to Literotica. Generally, they release one each day.
There is NO incest in this story. However, a daughter sees her father naked and - for multiple brief moments - watches him having sex with her friends. If this is going to create problems for you, please try one of my other stories.
Random movie quote: "No, no. Psychopaths kill for no reason. I kill for *money*. It's a *job*. That didn't come out right."
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~~~ Sunday ~~~
We spent the day decorating the house for Christmas. Sara had warned us that the girls would all be back - at some point during the holiday break - to spend time with us again. Since the appointment with the sonographer was the week before the holiday, she was certain that most of them planned to join us then. They were all dying to get their first glimpse at the babies growing within Lauren and Meghan's wombs. That would also let the group reconvene without interrupting plans with families.
We hung the wreathes, set up more Christmas trees than I even knew we owned, and then we tested out the mistletoe to make sure that it was still working correctly. After watching me with her daughter, April laughed that it might be getting stronger over time. I caught our resident maternal figure under it once and kissed her neck as she giggled and shoved me away. I told her that I needed a kiss on the lips to truly break the curse. She finally relented and it felt like our very first kiss as she gently pressed her supple lips to mine and looked into my eyes.
"Alright!" she gasped, giggling, pushing me away again. "I've submitted to you, let me go."
"You're submitting to me?" I asked, grinning wickedly.
"You're impossible," she said, laughing.
"No," I said, "merely improbable!"
She shook her head at me, laughing, and returned to whatever she was doing before I interrupted her.
I caught Sara next. I held her in my arms and gave her a sweet peck.
"I love you, daddy," she said.
"I love you, pumpkin," I replied. "You know you don't have to do all of this today?"
"Oh, yes, I do," she countered. "You'll get us tangled up in something else and I'll never have it done if I don't."
I released her and stepped back, dramatically feigning innocence and great offense at her words. She giggled and hurried off to her next task. Seeing me standing idle, she yelled out two things for me to do - both requiring the step-ladder. I growled and headed off to the garage to retrieve it.
At bedtime, the girls flipped a coin. Lauren got heads.
My hot little wife rode my tongue as my libidinous mistress rode my cock. We all orgasmed one after the other (with me losing control first) and then tumbled together onto the mattress, turned out the light, and fell asleep.
~~~ Week 12 - T-28 ~~~
I spent the week installing home heating systems.
April, as it turned out, had some minor experience doing landscaping. She pruned the trees around the house, trimmed the shrubs, and started cleaning out some flowerbeds that weren't looking good anymore. After seeing some of her work, I authorized her to spend whatever she needed to upgrade the look of our home. She insisted that she was spending her money - some of the proceeds from the sale of the house - because she wasn't really contributing to the general finances. I started to argue but she turned Sara against me and I was overruled.
Carla stopped by on Saturday for a quick fuck and then she headed home. She said the electrician that she was apprenticing under was already worrying about what he was going to do when she finished the program. He was taking twice as many jobs as normal and Carla was being rewarded with bonuses to keep her motivated and happy. She told me that she was saving up to buy a house of her own.
Sara, Lauren, and Meghan were wrapping up the classroom portion of their training. Lauren and Sara would be able to come work for me in another month. Meghan would need to find an apprenticeship with a plumber. I knew one or two and was already putting out feelers for who might be able to take on a fledgling in the trade.
~~~ Week 13 - T-27 ~~~
You would think that things would slow down between Thanksgiving and Christmas but - if anything - it seemed to get busier. When I wasn't busy with my own work, I had friends calling me in for help with theirs. One of those was a plumber. I dragged Meghan along with me and introduced the two of them.
The normally-naughty little minx did well. She jumped in with him and me as we struggled to clear a septic line. She had as much fecal matter on her coveralls as either of us did. By the end of the day, she had locked in her apprenticeship. When he found out that she was pregnant and that he would lose her for a few weeks in the summer, he was eager to get her started right away. We shifted her studies to the evenings and she started spending her mornings and afternoons helping him.
I checked back in with him at the end of the week - worried about how she'd do after a day or two - but he was still super-pleased with her. He was back to giving her simpler assignments - more in-line with her skill level - but she'd proven herself under fire and he was happy with how she was progressing with the day-to-day stuff. I told him that I probably owed him a couple emergency calls but he just laughed and said that he wasn't planning to have to dig up any more septic lines before Christmas.
April had finished the landscaping and had started residing the house. The first couple days, I had to look twice at the house number when I got home - to make sure that I had the right place. I snuck up behind her as she examined her work and wrapped my arms around her, kissing her neck.
"Mr. Moore," she growled.
"Yes, Mrs. Hill?" I replied.
"I'll thank you to remove your lecherous hands from my body - especially the one that's alarmingly close to my right breast," she snarled.
When I turned her around, she was smirking.
"You're doing a fabulous job and ..."
"... and what?" she asked, grinning.
"... and you're sexy as fuck," I said, giving her a wink.
"I'm busy working, faithless husband of my daughter, go poke your dick into somebody else," she growled, turning back to her task.
"As you wish ...," I called out, as I headed into the house.
Meghan met me at the door and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me in for a long, naughty kiss. I wrinkled my nose and pulled back from her.
"You smell like shit," I complained.
"Shower together?" she asked.
I shook my head at her, grinning, and said, "Fine."
As we scrubbed each other, she told me how her day had gone. She and the boss had tackled another septic line - not quite as bad as the one I'd helped with - but still - well - there's no such thing as a "good" septic job.
"You doing okay?" I asked her.
"Better than okay," she said.
"How's that?" I asked.
She leaned forward and whispered, "I got a raise."
"Good job, Sugartits!" I exclaimed.
She dropped to her knees, took my cock down her throat, and swallowed around my aching prick again and again. I gripped her head in my palms and moaned as she sucked the semen directly from my testicles. I was spewing my load into her stomach in less than a minute.
"What was that for?" I asked, holding her to my naked body as I recovered.
"Just because," she giggled.
"Well, you can 'just because' suck me off anytime you want," I said, laughing.
"Promise?" she asked, smirking at me.
"Yes," I said, "well ... assuming one of the others isn't waiting for a load from me - cuz you just drained away everything - and probably ruined me for tonight."
"It's my night. We can just cuddle - AFTER you eat me out," she replied, grinning wickedly.
"Fair," I said.
She giggled, leaned up on her tip-toes, kissed me hard, and then we turned off the water and got ready for dinner.
~~~ Week 14 - T-26 ~~~