Author's Note :
When I wrote "He's Got them Both" it was intended as a one-shot story, yet it went over very well and readers asked for a sequel. Okay -- I had to think fast and I didn't want to be too predictable, so here's what I came up with. Maybe I should have called this one "He's Got Them All". Enjoy ~~ BrettJ
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Candy Hope rolled over in bed and expected to throw her arm and legs around her young lover, Barry. They had both been in a very amorous mood tonight and despite his giving her 3 wonderful orgasms and falling asleep at 4 AM, Candy realized that she would quite like another. She didn't worry about Barry's reaction, he adored his older, sexy lady and was never shy about PDA, save around people that might get word back to his parents. They knew about his relationship with Michelle, Candy's daughter. They didn't know it was a very happy, very sensual, very decadent and permanent three-way relationship.
What Candy did not expect to find was an empty bed. The moonlight was still streaming in so it must have been sometime before 6 AM. She looked around the bedroom and wondered where Michelle had gotten to until she recalled Michelle was spending the night with an old friend. One of her closest friends had recently run into Michelle at the mall and Barry said "Those two squealed so loud there are deaf dogs as far as 5 miles away." Michelle punched her boyfriend in the arm but admitted that she and Sharlene had gotten rather loud.
Despite their being only the two of them in their new home, Candy through on her negligee and then a housecoat. She didn't know why, they were often naked around the house. Barry would tease his girls that he'd never get any work done with those two around. He had decided to go for his doctorate and the girls supported him whole-heartedly, when they weren't dragging him off to bed.
Candy located her young lover in the kitchen. He wasn't drinking coffee either, he was nursing a beer. He wasn't much of a drinker and a beer at 6 AM was very unusual. She walked around in front of him and could tell something was bothering him. She perched on his lap and threw her arms around his neck. He was so strong that at times, Candy felt like the younger of the duo. "You're bothered by something and in this house, we share things," She told him. "Would you like to tell me what's wrong or do I have to drag it out of you?"
He smiled up at her. "Knowing the way you'd drag it out of me I might not mind that too much," He chuckled. "My mom called last night to tell me my cousin Colette is coming for a visit."
"So, what's the problem with that?" Candy wanted to know.
"
Problems
hon, plural," Barry told her. "She wants to come and see her favorite cousin. Huh -- you could've fooled me, when we were kids, she put me through hell, but I endured it. You know why? Because she's fucking gorgeous, that's why. Even when I was ten and she was 16, she was hot. But she's a prude and if she found out about what we've got going on here, jeez, my parents would find out in an instant," Barry groaned. "Colette would call them and tell them about our entire setup."
"Sweetheart, don't you worry about it," Candy said as she hugged her young paramour. "We kept it a secret back home, didn't we? I can play `girlfriend's mom' while she visits and your relationship with Michelle isn't a secret. You worry too much, it's one of the things I do adore about you but it is also one of the things that drives me and Chelle insane."
"I do worry a lot, I get that from my mom," Barry grinned sheepishly. "Okay then, beautiful, I put the fate of our relationship in your capable hands."
"Great, so now I'm the one that gets the pressure," Candy groaned. "So tiger, tell me about Colette -- you said she's gorgeous? How gorgeous? Me gorgeous or Michelle gorgeous or ..."
Realizing she was trying to lighten his spirits a bit, Barry decided that he would have a bit of fun with his sensual, older lover. "Oh no, she's
much
more gorgeous than you two. I'd say Colette is
Playboy
centerfold gorgeous." He barely evaded a throw cushion that was tossed at him from the living room. "Seriously Candy, Col's gorgeous but she was always so damned stuffy. She always had these good-looking dudes hovering around her but she worn these frumpy clothes and old-fashioned glasses. Even still, you could see she was hot. When I got old enough to date, I was able to clue in a few of my older buds to my hot cousin, but they all said the same thing -- ice princess."
"Maybe she's changed over time darling, you've certainly evolved," Candy told him. "Perhaps Michelle and I can take her shopping, loosen her up. Take her to lunch and share a few nice glasses of wine -- what can it hurt, right?"
Barry wasn't too sure about that, the two women he adored could certainly be a bit ... over-exuberant ... when they wanted to be. Still, he knew that Candy was bright and careful, she wouldn't let anything happen to ruin their arrangement. "You might be right," He smiled and felt himself relax for the first time in a bit.
"Okay then, that's all settled, so why don't you come back to bed?" Candy flashed him her most alluring smile. "It's cold and lonely all there by myself." As he nodded, she tilted her head back and added "Be sure to brush your teeth first, you're not kissing me tasting like a distillery."
Barry laughed because one of the things he adored most about Candy was her ability to see things with a bright, chipper attitude and to inject levity into any situation. He did as she asked and was soon twisted around his mature lover, the both of them rutting like animals. Candy was quite possibly the most demanding fuck he had ever known, although he hadn't been with a lot of women in his young life. Once Michelle and Candy had ensnared him in their dual web, he hadn't made too much of an effort to escape. No sane man would walk away from these two and their incredible passions.
The Colette that showed up a few days later bore scant resemblance to the woman he remembered. For one thing, she was driving a sporty Corvette C7. For another, when she got out of the car, he wasn't sure if this
was
the same Colette he had known. The frumpy clothes were gone and long legs were on full display in a tight, short yellow skirt and black heels. Colette's formerly short blonde hair was now long and past her shoulders. The only way that Barry could be certain that it was her was when she pushed her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose and looked at him with those same aqua eyes he clearly remembered. A lovely smile crossed her beautiful face as she walked towards a totally gobsmacked Barry. She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a huge hug.
"Hey cuz, long time, no see," She laughed. "Not quite the Colette you remember, huh? Of course, you're not quite the Barry
I
remember either. I hope you've got something to drink, I'm thirsty."
"I'm Candy Hope, Barry lives here with my daughter, Michelle," Candy said as she held out her hand to Colette. She was able to flash a quick smile at Barry. "My daughter is inside and has prepared lunch."
"Lunch sounds great, I haven't eaten a thing all fucking day," Colette said, surprising Barry once again with her usage of the profanity. She looked over at her younger cousin and chuckled.
"I've changed a bit cuz, you'll see," Colette told him. "I'm going to be 30 in a few years, it was time to lighten up."
Barry nodded but he was still overwhelmed at the drastic changes in his cousin. He watched with fascination as she introduced herself to Michelle. The two women hugged and seemed to be hitting it off right away. Colette and Michelle were laughing and chatting and by now, it wasn't hard for Barry to recognize signals his girlfriend was sending out. She found Colette just as attractive as he did himself.
"Is it just me or is Michelle flirting with my cousin?" Barry asked Candy.
"It's not just you and you know Michelle, she's incorrigible at times," Candy smiled. "It doesn't look as if Colette is putting up too much of a fuss though."
"No, she isn't," Barry observed. "I gotta tell ya, this new Colette is freaking me out a bit."
Barry spent the entirety of the day in a state of arousal. Michelle changed into one of skimpiest swim suits and flaunted her perfect body, she loved to tease Barry and could be shameless about it. She worked out daily so that every inch of her was smooth and sleek and she loved the sun, so her skin was a lovely bronzed shade. Colette was in a white bikini that matched Michelle's for skimpy and she was a few inches taller than his girlfriend. Even Candy's one-piece was far from modest as it was cut low in front and high on the hips. He hoped that he would get a chance to work off his frustrations with Michelle later on tonight because his libido was raging about as high as it could go.
He grilled steaks for all of them and watched them enjoy each other's company. If Colette suspected anything regarding his relationship with the both of them, she didn't let on. After dinner, the women all wanted to watch some movies. At 10, he found the film they had chosen to be far too much of a "chick flick" for him so he went up to bed. Barry assumed that Michelle would join him when it was done. As it had been a busy day, it didn't take him long to fall into a deep, satisfied slumber.
He had no idea what time it was but knew that it must be late as there was a cool breeze coming in through the open window and he could hear crickets chirping. He felt a faint rustling and someone joined him in bed. He knew that Michelle was feeling frisky and he'd sensed that all day. His sexy girlfriend had joined him in bed and was already caressing him intimately. He fell back and let out a satisfied sigh. Just then, the moonlight illuminated her figure and face. It wasn't Michelle or even Candy. Colette had joined him in bed and was sucking and fondling his cock.
"Surprise baby cuz, although you're not a baby anymore," Colette smiled and then resumed sucking him for a few more minutes. "Damn, none of the guys that I have ever fucked have had a rod as big as yours. You fucking bastard, I am going to enjoy myself with this."
If Barry needed any further evidence how much his cousin had changed, he could have taken a photograph. Her body was meant to be lit by moonlight, it was slender and perfectly formed, with high breasts that tapered nicely into her body. There was a sensual sleekness to her and she seemed to enjoy what she was doing. At that moment, Barry seemed to regain his sense of decorum.
