This is work in progress, more chapters are complete and will be submitted at regular intervals. It's in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn't find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone so if you're just starting I recommend you start at the first chapter. Enjoy, please comment, and vote. Love those red 'H's.
Thursday, October 8.
Breakfast was the usual treat, for this morning's show both Katrina and Ashley were wearing sheer bras, and compression pants and high heeled sandals. "Playboy is back I assume?" I asked as they kissed me. I returned the kiss along with a quick gentle caress of a breast.
Veronica came in wearing a suit skirt, hose and heels. She sat on my lap with her arms around me and passionately kissed me good morning in front of the girls. I squeezed her bare breasts and lightly pinched each nipple.
"I love cuddling against you as we sleep. I would miss you if you weren't there to hold," she said.
Katrina asked "If we came down topless would you do that to our breasts?"
"Absolutely," I replied.
"I would too," said Veronica.
"Oooh," they both reacted.
"Today's the big day. Are you both ready?" I asked as they got up.
Wiggling their asses at me said "Yep," as they headed for the stairs.
"Lover, do have to leave right away or do you have a few minutes?" I asked.
"Ooh, a quickie?"
"Sure, but I really want to look at the mystery room," I said.
Veronica stood and took my hand and we walked across the hall to the closed doors at the end of the entryway. She was right that the double louver doors gave me the impression that it was a closet of some sort. Before she opened it she said, "Stick your head in and make sure the drapes are pulled and that nothing has died in there."
I did, "It smells a bit musty, like an attic and the drapes are pulled."
My topless fiancée and I walked in and I surveyed the room. It was a nice size, with built-in maple shelves flanking a stone fireplace along the far right wall that backed onto the garage. I noticed a large work table, probably two dozen miscellaneous books on the shelves along with a few other knickknacks on the shelves. One the left and back walls were several electrical outlets and double phone jacks. The wooden floor looked to be made of some old rescued oak planks. I also noticed a disk in the center of floor that I suspected held electrical outlets. Across the ceiling ran two large beams, probably more decorative than structural I thought. As I opened the drapes on the far side of the room light flooded the room. Veronica covered her breasts with her arms then realized that we were surrounded by woods. The light was not great because the window was undersized. The room had serious possibilities as a home office or den. It was as if someone had given a significant thought to the room.
"Why don't you use this room?" I asked as I walked around the room.
"Didn't really need it, Ashley's bedroom is large enough that her study space is there. I didn't have any hobbies, that is, until you. Now I can hobby you in my, our, bed. Can you put your computer in here and begin using this for your home office and picture hobby?"
As I checked out the wood fireplace I replied, "I think it'll be more than fine, I'll get a mover tomorrow to bring my desk, credenza and TV over and get them to put the boxes and the table in the garage basement while they're here, If that's fine with you."
"It's more than fine. Maybe some rainy day we'll, Ashley and I, go through those boxes and probably pitch most of whatever's in them. Some of them look like they haven't been opened since my ex and I moved apart. Didn't see any need to look in them after he died. Besides, the bonus is that you can be here almost all of the time. No more need to run to your house to do some work. I like the thought of that," Veronica said.
I looked out the window and noticed the pool to the left. The room had a lovely view over the rolling hills below. "Hmm, let me bounce this off you. Rather than getting a new house, we could upgrade and expand your house. I wonder how easy it would be to get the pool heated. We could get a high end hot tub with molded seats and jets. The hot tub could even have some type of seasonal roof and wall system so we could use it year-round. We could expand your double garage to hold four cars and put a studio on top of the expanded garage. The two louver doors need to go, and if we expand this wall outward. With a large picture window this room would be much better. We can look at doing things with the kitchen, the bedroom and other areas too. Why not just stay here?" I mused out loud. As I said that I moved behind Veronica, softly cupped her breasts and pushed my batteries against her ass.
She sighed, and turned her head enough to kiss me. "I'm going to be happy wherever you are. I'm happy to take a new look at this house. Let's dream and see what an architect says is possible. I would love for you to hold me longer but I've got an appointment that I'm just going to make. Lunch?"
"Yes." I reluctantly released her and we started up the steps together.
We both finished dressing and left. As soon as I got to my office and handled a few calls I asked Grace to make the moving arrangements for tomorrow morning and check my calendar to make sure I could be in only a few hours in the afternoon. I needed to talk to Emerson about last night's call. Until Grace reminded me I forgot he was in Chicago visiting with a major client and wouldn't be driving back until late Friday morning.
Grace reminded me with a minute to spare that I needed to leave for lunch with Veronica. I walked into her office, spoke to the staff that was there and we walked to a near-by deli for a sandwich and a great local Root Beer. We talked about the move, and I asked if she wanted to go to my house after the game and help pack the desk and credenza. "Sure, handsome, will we have time to fool around?" she asked.
"We'll make it," I replied, "I'm not going to the office until after lunch tomorrow, so if you can, stay home with me we'll have a lot of time to fool around after the movers leave. They're supposed to be at my house at eight o'clock and are supposed to drop off some empty boxes at your house this afternoon." We finished and walked back to her office, embraced and kissed on the sidewalk and agreed to be at her house at three.
I got there after Veronica. When I walked in she greeted me with a longing kiss. "I missed you this afternoon, Scott. The boxes were on the stoop and I dragged them into the hallway."
She had changed into a pair of fitted slacks and a nice soft-looking sweater. She was wearing three inch heels and I assumed hose. "Let's take your car, I'll put these boxes in the back now and we can go directly to my house after the game," I suggested. After loading the flat boxes I put her chair and both our jackets in the car as well and we left.
Veronica moved next to me. As I put my hand on her thigh I felt a garter clasp. I smiled at her. "You wonderful vixen, I think you're trying to be wanton. And you're succeeding!"
The girls were on fields one and six for the first game and Ashley moved to two for the second. Both were visitors for the first game and both were home for the second.
We chatted with several of Ashley's team parents before I made my way down to six, waved to Katrina and sat in the bleachers with a mom on either side. I suddenly realized that few dads were attending the games. They were making the same mistake I made, I mused, putting business and building their careers ahead of supporting their daughters. It was a mistake I regretted but was trying to redeem it by telling my daughter over and over how much I love her and that I'm proud of her. I basked in the inner warmth knowing that she had become a generous warm young woman with a warm heart, and that she did it without me being there as much as I should have been for her. At that moment I was filled with great pride in Katrina.
The cheering mothers around me drew me back to the game. Our team was ahead by three after the first, six after two, eight after three, ten after four and in the bottom of the fifth, the game was called. I sat for a few minutes chatting with two moms while waiting for Katrina. When she came out she left her bag by the fence and we walked down to one to watch the end of that game.
We found that Ashley's team was ahead by one in the bottom of the fourth. They held it due to sparkling defense, scored an insurance run in the seventh which they needed as the home team scored one in the bottom. Both Ashley and Katrina's teams had won four straight. While we were 'enjoying' our epicurean delights from the snack shack, we were again joined or became part of a large group of both team's players and parents. There was some good-natured ribbing about the next game on both sides. At five thirty both girls headed to their fields, both enjoying hugs from me and kisses from Veronica before leaving. I left my fiancée in her chair, her jacket draped over the back. It was warmer today than yesterday. After modestly kissing her I walked down to field six. The same two moms flanked me and we chatted before the first pitch.
The other team exploded in the first, scoring four times with hits that were dropping in front of our outfielders. In the bottom of the first Katrina got a hit and was driven in for the only run. In the second inning our pitcher found her groove and while allowing two men on base they failed to move any across. In our second a fat pitch got creamed with one on and cleared the fence for two RBIs, giving us a three to four lead. With no more hits the inning ended
Due to a third base error, they scored one in the third, but were held to that even though the bases were loaded with two outs when the catcher snared a ball fouled back with a great dive near the backstop.
In the bottom of three, Katrina was the second batter and scored two RBIs with a hit and then crossed on an error. Two more got on base before a nicely executed double play ended the inning. I was getting tired just watching. In top four, the other team scored one run on a solo homer. Fortunately the next two batters flied out and the last batter was out on a cleanly caught liner to Katrina.
