Life of Mick -- CH 3
My mind was consumed by thoughts of the extraordinary sexual encounter with Alexis and Hunter, followed by our scheduled meeting and then Security Chief Samantha walking in on me just as I was just about to cum while masturbating. That started out as a most embarrassing experience for both of us and ended with an amazing sexual experience. I had completely lost track of my drive home, but there I was pulling into the driveway with no memory of how I got there. After the multiple orgasms I'd had, I was surprised that I had another erection. I sat there in the car trying to think of other things but the only things that came to mind were the past sixteen hours and the amazing sex with Misty, Monique, Sarah, Alexis, and Samantha, which only made me harder. I reached down and adjusted the position of my cock in my pants so that I could get out of the car.
I grabbed my briefcase and held it in front of my hips as I came in the front door. Misty and Sarah were in the family room playing video games on the eighty-five-inch big-screen TV. Without even looking away from her game, she yelled, "Hi Dad. Is it alright if Sarah stays over tonight? She let her parents know, so they wouldn't worry."
I chuckled to myself as I thought about what hi-jinx they might have in mind. "Sure, Honey. That's fine." I set the briefcase down and chuckled again as my hard-on jumped hard in my loose-fit dockers. I hurried up the stairs, heading for my bedroom.
Monique had just come from her bedroom and was coming down the hall as I reached for the doorknob. She was holding something out to me, so I stopped and waited for her to get to me. It was a photo. She had a big grin on her face as she handed it to me. Before I could look at it, she said, "For your photo album." I held the photo up and I was surprised to see that it was a photo of her, me, and Misty. We were all naked. She was on her back with her legs spread wide with her right leg draped over my top thigh as I was on my side with my wet cock in Misty's mouth. Monique was watching Misty. I was sucking on Monique's closest tit. The camera was positioned to look right into Monique's pussy. The photo must have come from a video clip. Apparently, my girls had their own 'Go-Pro' camera or they had one of my son's cameras.
I looked from the photo to Monique. She had a big grin on her face until she saw the disapproving look on my face. She said, "Oh, come on Daddy. What's fair is fair. James left his 'Go-Pro' behind. Do you want the video for your collection?" I looked back at the photo and then at her and shook my head. Monique giggled and said, "It's pretty hot. Are you sure?"
I shook my head again and said, "If this gets out on the internet, your life as you know it will be over."
Monique giggled again and said, "Don't worry Daddy. This is our little secret. No one else will ever see it." I looked at her to see if I could tell if she was being sarcastic or not. She got the look and said, "Really. I promise." I gave her my best 'I'm suspicious' look and she pushed her face up to mine and kissed me on the cheek and then headed down the stairs.
I was in my bedroom before I realized that my erection was gone. If Monique had noticed it, she didn't let on. I undressed and jumped in the shower. As I washed my dick, it began to harden again. I chuckled to myself wondering what the fuck was going on with me.
I dressed in a sweatshirt and comfortable pair of athletic shorts. I spent the rest of the day in the basement preparing for the presentation in Washington. Absolutely nothing could go wrong.
The girls made spaghetti and meatballs for dinner and Monique came down to the basement to let me know it was ready. She got interested in what I was doing. She had often been a help to me by just thinking out-of-the-box. We lost track and fifteen minutes later, Misty came down to get the both of us. Misty had no interest in computer software, so there was no danger of her getting engrossed in my work like Monique had.
Sarah flirted hard with me across the dinner table. I don't consider that flirting is in my skill set but I think I gave as good as I got. Misty was goading Sarah and Monique basically ignored all of it. After dinner, Misty and Sarah went back to their video games, and Monique and I cleaned up the kitchen. Every chance she got she would brush her hand or her wrist across my crotch or drag a breast across my arm. Even I knew the contact wasn't accidental. She'd innocently smile at me and then go on to the next dish or pot. I didn't call her on it.
When Monique and I returned to the family room, I confiscated the TV so we could watch a movie. I let Monique choose. I should have guessed what DVD she'd put in the player. It was 'Bolero' starring Bo Derick. Misty and Sarah both laughed when the title showed on the big screen. I groaned and pulled a pillow into my lap.
The movie is kind of boring and would never be considered one of cinematography's greatest moments. There were a few erotic scenes and I reacted as I had expected. The pillow in my lap did its job of hiding my erection from the girls. In the middle of the most erotic scene, Misty tried to pull the pillow from me, but I held on.
After the movie, I quickly said, "Good night ladies," and headed up the stairs. I heard them giggling and it wasn't hard to figure out what they were giggling about. I stripped naked and slid between the sheets. I had always slept in the nude. I had a remnant of an erection as I found a comfortable position. I tried to think of nothing so I could drift into sleep. The visions of Bo Derick, in her prime, gradually faded to black as my semi-erect cock laid down in its home position on my left hip.
I was pulled out of my sleep by the soft 'snick' of my bedroom doorknob turning. I was still lying on my back. I lifted my head to look at the door. The only illumination was from an LED nightlight in the bathroom. I could hear the door opening very slowly across the carpet fibers. I wasn't surprised, in fact, as soon as I heard that Sarah was staying another night, I expected something. The only question now was which one of the girls was sneaking into my room and was it just one or more of them. I put my head back on the pillow and pretended to be asleep. The carpet fibers gave away the slow progress across the room from the door to the left side of my bed. It was dark as I watched with half-closed eyes. All I could see was a form standing by my bed. It was a short person, so I knew it was Sarah. I couldn't tell if she was clothed or naked.
She whispered very softly, "Mr. Mick? Are you awake?" I didn't respond and I didn't move. I felt the covers lifting and my cock lifted off my hip to tent the raised sheet. That roar of blood coursing through my ears was back. The sheets raised further and my cock descended to my stomach before raising several inches and began bobbing with hardness.
The covers folded back across my body exposing my hard-on to the cool air. A prickling sensation washed through me. A weight pressed down on the edge of my bed as Sarah sat down. Her hand touched my left thigh and began its search for my cock. She lightly dragged her fingers up and they found my balls first. She fondled them gently before her fingers traced up the underside of my pulsing cock. She didn't know until then that I had an erection. I guess she figured that because my cock was hard, that I must be awake. She whispered again, "Are you awake?" I didn't respond. She continued with her fingers to my glans and then lightly gripped the knob as she ran her thumb along the ridgeline and over the 'spot'. My cock surged up in reaction and Sarah instantly pulled her hand back.
I could hear her ragged breathing as I tried to control mine. With no further movement from me, she reached down and curled her fingers around my cock, and pulled it back. Her fingers came nowhere near closing around my shaft. Then I felt her weight on the bed leaning toward me and the next thing I knew, her lips kissed my knob. My cock surged again in her hand but she disregarded the possibility that I was awake and very slowly worked my velvety crown into her mouth. The last thing I wanted to do was make any noise but the groan that came from my lungs was beyond my control.
She must have known that at some point I'd wake up. She didn't back off. She pushed her lips further down my shaft and I groaned again. I could almost feel her eyes looking up at me waiting for me to come awake. Her hand slowly stroked my cock from my balls to her lips and I felt a rhythmic vibration through the bed. Sarah was masturbating. Seconds later I could hear squishing noises in rhythm with the vibration. I felt her tongue lashing around the ridge of my cock and when she concentrated her tongue on the 'spot', I groaned and pushed my hips at her face.