Milly Houston Pt. 02

CHAPTER 4

During dinner Gran said, "I'm be ready for you to paint a cover for my book Carlson."

"Great, I said I'd do that for you. What do you suggest?"

"A representation of me riding in a gondola or perhaps of me skiing in the French Alps."

"Do that for an inside illustration but for the cover I want something else."

"That's fine dear, I'm guided by you in this project."

Milly asked, "Can you do the painting -- A3 size for me to take to New York when I go before the end of the month?"

Carlson said why not. "A painting of what?"

"Finish eating and drinking your beer. I need to find the passage in Gran's draft manuscript."

Milly returned and from the doorway read:

"I stood outside the open double doors to the young Sultan's bed chamber, dressed in wispy silk by his sisters, my hair tied up and covered, my breasts straining forward but bisected by the straps holding my father's encased 1930s Leica II camera. Nervous I was not. I had such presence of mind that I stopped and took the photograph of the doorway and to the bed on a raised dais beyond. Then the Sultan's hooked-nosed mother arrived, clapped her hands and the guards hurriedly closed the doors and she hauled me back to my palatial bedroom and pushed me inside very roughly indeed. The doors banged closed and I heard a key turn. She then unleashed words with venom and I could only recognize one of them, probably when she lapsed into English for it. The word was bitch."

"Jesus," Carlson said.

Gran laughed and said, "The anguish of a young woman being denied sex happens more than you would think Carlson."

"I haven't seen the photo collection yet," Milly said. "Do you have that photo looking into the Sultan's bedroom, a glamorous photo of yourself of about that time and a photo clearly showing your camera?"

Gran said yes, that she would find them in the morning. "I have the photos sorted into years so finding them won't take long."

"So I paint that scene from photos."

"Oh good boy Carlson, you catch on fast," Milly said.

"I will need your body for Gran's body posing in that picture to bring it alive. The face from a photo -- no problem. You were probably not too dissimilar to Mrs C at that age."

"Well do that if you have to Carlson," Gran said. "We do require your best work."

Milly scowled. "But not up to your cabin in this cold weather. Winter is coming."

"Well use one of the guest rooms as a studio," Gran said.

"I'm not posing nude if that's what you are thinking Carlson?"

He grinned and said well a compromise then; she could wear panties, very brief panties. "I must get the light right off the body to express movement otherwise the physical form will be static, dead."

"Well we can't have that happening, can we," Milly said stiffly. "I suppose there is a possibility of sex?"

Carlson scrubbed his jaw to hide his grin and he removed it, saying seriously, "A possibility...hmmm...I'd have to say perhaps."

Milly ignored Katherine's gasp and a glance took in Gran's grin.

"Then I must insist that when I am required to pose for you that you have bathed and cleaned your finger nails...just in case a possibility becomes more than a probability."

"Clean finger nails?" Katherine queried.

Gran laughed and held out her arms. "Come to me you darling innocent."

On the afternoon of the third session, with Katherine at the hospital and Gran asleep in front of TV Carlson said, "Sex instead of painting this afternoon?"

"Yes, all right."

They kissed and when they began tonguing Milly thought he smelt fresh and lovely. He sucked her breasts and they began swelling to his touch and his teeth bit into her rubbery nipples until she felt close to gushing. She lay back on bed and Carlson flopped beside her and worked her legs open with his hand.

"Stop," Milly commanded. She checked each hand and fond his hands were very clean. "Okay, you can finger me." He soon had her almost screaming to him to put it in. They were at it hard for almost two hours and Milly left him to go to her room to clean up. She met Katherine just arriving home.

They kissed.

"Katherine, consider this. "I've just finished having sex with Carlson and can tell you he's a real man. I would think you've never had a real man. Go to him. He'll be dozing. If you want sex from him just sit beside him and stroke his chest softly and play with a nipple."

"Play with a nipple?"

"Yes, soft and unhurried. He'll know what to do but make sure he wears a condom. He has plenty. If you decide to do it with him take your time. I'll have dinner ready to serve at 7:00 and usual. I'll keep Gran occupied sorting through more photographs with me. I'll tell her where you are."

"What? Oh no. You can't."

"Please Katherine. If you don't appear within fifteen minutes I'll tell her and I'm sure she'll be very pleased for you. We both think Shane is rather too passive for you but you need something to judge that against and I think in time you'll think back to your experience with Carlson and realize what I told you was correct but then again you don't have to abandoned marrying Shane unless you feel absolutely sure that's what you should do. Only you really know that you want when in possession of all the facts."

Watching Katherine's walking nervously along the passage Milly thought had she just thrust a knife into her young friend's beautiful back, leading into a horrible experience that could ruin Katherine's coherent attitudes and turn her off men even her young man Shane. Milly sweated thinking she'd done a terrible thing, interfering like that, pushing Katherine into it without counseling her at length. She was here to write a book, not to play ducks and drakes with people's lives. She'd been grossly stupid...but then she'd always thrived on that streak of stupidity that allowed her to move outside the square. She was acting in that mode using it on Katherine, pushing Katherine into a new experience she never had contemplated for herself. If it went wrong Katherine would never forgive her; nor would Gran. If she lost Gran's trust and confidence she might as well abandon the project and leave. God, what a mess -- you stupid bitch, she thought. The only thing on her side was although Katherine was rather shy she wasn't timid, otherwise how could she have survive the toughness of nursing training. "Me and my big mouth; over eager to please."

* * *

Katherine had come to realize Milly was one of the most exciting woman she'd ever met and that had been reinforced in recent days as Gran moved into working sessions with Milly. Gran had confided only two days ago: "I'm finding Millie has the openness, the energy I had when I was that age and even thinks like I used to think. It's eerie; almost like a reincarnation. You did wonderfully well to pick her out and bring her to me." Now Milly was pushing her to have sex with a wild man. Milly wanted her to step over a frontier she'd long thought about.

Katherine knew she'd given the impression she'd only had sex with her boyfriend, soon to become her fiancé but there had been two other guys beside Shane -- a guy at high school and a male nurse during her practical training at a hospital. All three had been close to pathetic. She'd ended up having to practically tell them what to do. Even the more worldly of the trio Shane when thrusting into her the first time had sprawled on top of her, her warmness clasped around his shaft, and he just waited for something to happen. But even today Shane only would fuck her on a bed and once when she asked if they could do it with her legs on his shoulders thirty seconds into it he was complaining it was hurting him and causing him to work harder, so they'd stopped.

And now this: the opportunity to be fucked by Carlson, a real man. Katherine had often looked at Carlson as he talked to Gran, thinking he was a big guy and it was likely he'd have a big cock and really knew how to use it. Once she'd practically panted thinking about him doing it to her and yet they'd not touched, he being about ten feet away.

Katherine entered the room and found panties, presumably Milly's panties on the floor and three...no four used condoms on the floor. Gawd, how many times had they done it?

Carlson was on his back, nude, and the thickness of his limp dangle caught Katherine's breath. She had become used to seeing them during nursing but those memories had faded because she now worked with children and had done so for almost two years. She decided to commit, that no way was she going to run away from this. She did what Milly had suggested. She began to gently run her hand over the outer side of Carlson's upper thigh. She could smell stale sex but didn't find that offensive. Just as she wondered whether to open her legs and play with herself Carlson's eyes opened.

"Hello Katherine."

"Hi."

"Should you be here?"

"It's my decision to be here."

She tingled as she caught Carlson's knowing smile.

"Why are you here?"

"I thought you might have something for me but seeing four condoms on the floor I suppose that's wishful thinking."

"Are you sure?"

"Very sure."

"Right, I've had a hard workout but I'm sure there's at least one shot to be fired. Work it up for me."

Katherine took the limp mass in her fingers and it remained in her hand like a dead eel. Her heart was pounding but she attempted to give the impression of being calm. She dribbled on to it and then bent over and licked it and immediately sensed movement. She took the end in her mouth and felt it thicken.

"Get your top off. It will help if I see your tits and play with them."

Katherine jumped to her feet and stripped off completely. Let the brute see all of what she had for him. She'd talked to Milly about what she did and found Milly both shaved and trimmed her pussy hair and had been invited to watch one evening. Katherine had decided not to shave unless Shane asked her to do that so she trimmed her hair. And what was Shane's response? He didn't like it and said he liked burrowing through pussy hair and wanted it grown back.

"You have a cute little cunt."

Katherine looked at Carlson not knowing what to say. Saying thank you seemed absurd. So she said, "I trust it won't be too big for you." He grinned and said she had great humor.

"Here," said holding his pole, and it was a pole. "Climb aboard."

"What?"

"Ride me cowgirl."

"What does that mean and where's the condom?"

"Here, let me work a couple of fingers into you."

They were big fingers but he was gentle, worked one in and Katherine felt herself open as the finger waggled and stretched her and then the other finger slid in with relative ease. She now felt that a truck could drive inside her.

As Carlson rolled on the condom Katherine practically gaped at the size of his hairy balls. She felt weak at the knees.

He told her to climb over him, face him and then guide his little pal into her.

Little? Ha.

She knew this position by some other name but couldn't remember it. The term cowgirl suggested she was supposed to ride it in a bucking motion and that rather appealed her, an alternative to being pinned under a heaving male mass. Katherine grunted repeatedly and went red in the face as the appendage began to impale her. Only then did she appreciate it was way thicker than the width of two fingers. She stuck to the task and finally he called that was enough, obviously she was only used to 'wieners'. Katherine didn't bother to clarify exactly what did that mean; she had the picture.

So she began moving up and down on the pole and now who was grunting! She felt ready to explode and did, but knew she could manage more.

He said "good girl" as she got back into her work and he grabbed her swinging breasts and hurt them but as they heated up and she knew it was close to the big finale she wanted him to dig into her beasts.

"Mangle my tits," she called recklessly and he increased pressure on them but seemed to exercise care She almost blackened out as she let fly, his hands now on her ass cheeks and driving down on to him until their groins collided time and time again. The 'cowgirl' now had her head back, mouth open wide and nostrils flaring and she heard his grunting and felt him bucking but felt nothing more. It didn't matter. It was the best fuck she'd ever had.

Carlson sighed and his hands dropped away and his eyes closed. The poor guy was exhausted.

Katherine pulled the condom off him, picked up the others on the floor, rolled them all into Milly's abandoned knickers and binned them in the bathroom trash can. After washing her hands thoroughly she gathered her clothes and wandered off nude, feeling she was walking with her legs wider apart than unusual and feeling as if he was still up her although that sensation was fading fast.

When Katherine, freshly showered and swinging a bottle of champagne walked into Gran's suite with a big smile, the other two women smiled back and visibly relaxed. Not a word was said about Katherine's unscheduled experience. Katherine said they should have dinner without Carlson as he appeared to be sleeping deeply.

"Well I have no objection if he stays here until the traveler's return," Gran said. "You girls can probably see benefit in that."

Startled, Katherine and Milly said yes. Gran noticed her granddaughter wink hugely at Milly.

When Milly arrived in the kitchen to assist Katherine serve dinner Katherine gave her a huge hug and pressed right into Milly kissed her on the lips, rather passionately.

"Oh I love you."

"What!"

Katherine grinned and said she had no intention of going to bed with Milly. "I know it's too early to tell for sure but I feel liberated. Soon I might break off with Shane if he fails to respond to the new me. I've been wallowing. Gran has tried many times to get that message through to me but today you pulled my trigger. I'm not rushing to change anything but change there will be. The dominance my mother and Shane's parents have on me will be dealt with, severely if necessary. Gran was quite correct, I have been wallowing - a twenty-six year old attempting to remain like an eighteen year old. I now intend to age gracefully."

"Well said and now please let me go before my expertly cooked chicken is wasted. We must put aside dinner for our good guy who knows how to deliver."

They went about their work chatting and giggling.

* * *

Katherine went off to bed at 9:00 and a half hour later Carlson came into Gran's apartment looking showered and refreshed. Milly ran off to fetch his dinner.

Gran and Milly decided to join Carlson at the dinning table.

Gran said, "Would you like to stay in the guest room Carlson until Jennifer and Larry return?"

He looked blank and asked why.

"I understand you have commenced giving my two girls something they find very acceptable."

Carlson choked and spat out chicken. "What have Milly and Katherine been saying to you?"

"Not nearly enough to satisfy this old woman's desire for full details. But answer my question."

"Then you wouldn't mind me...er...being a stallion in your home?"

"It appears they like being your mares."

"What if I took them on together?"

"Carlson, is you wish to take on more than you can handle simultaneously and expire, I'll understand. I believe men who like to boast call that the ultimate way to die."

Milly chuckled and Carlson turned crimson.

Gran said it appeared Carlson liked the idea of staying in the house for a while.

"I'll need it as well Mrs C. Women are not the only ones who can feel deprived."

"Well you are welcome to come and go as you please Carlson. Call me Gran from now on and please try to avoid showing a preference; I don't wish to be caught up in a catfight."

"No Gran. That's excellent thinking. And thank you for being so motherly."

"Thank you Carlson. Now how is the painting coming on?"

"Another two days and I'll be finished. I am pleased with progress and believe I have captured your likeness in the face."

"He won't allow me to look at it Gran."

"Gran will see it first."

"Oh, I like that. In that case I won't sneak a look and will tell Katherine that."

Gran loved the painting. She said the breasts where rather heavier than hers had been but that was fine. In fact she was flattered and accepted it was artist's license to paint the silk garment she'd been wearing with far greater transparency than shown in the photograph and her vulva hair was almost wispy compared with the thatch shown in the photograph.

"It can be altered at the publisher's request Gran," Milly said. "My instruction to Carlton was to paint a cover illustration designed to sell books. I must say he's made the photo-model composite come alive. Brilliant work Carlson."

"Well in that case who am I to interfere," Gran said.

Katherine arrived home and after kissing Gran looked at the painting and said, "Wonderful. It engenders the romantic feeling that will make women want to buy your autobiography. It will leave mom speechless."

Carlson, on to his second glass of Penrod, seemed rather taken aback by Katherine's informed opinion and continued to stare at her. He turned quite nymphish under his gaze. Milly noticed it and smiled. When Milly was left alone with Gran she questioned her about her husband -- Jennifer's father.

'His name was Desmond Grant. It lasted ten years and led to me curtailing my adventures when I found I was pregnant. He was an older man and did not accompany me on my travels. I kept my maiden name Cameron and by extraordinary chance a great many years later Jennifer married a Cameron. My marriage was a downside to my life. You can mention what I've just mentioned by nothing more. Desmond was a surly man and tried unsuccessfully to kill my spirit. He died of yellow fever and that's all I wish to say about him. He'd worked for my parents and we inherited their plantations that I sold after Desmond's death. I gave Jennifer to money to buy this ranch and three years ago gave her more money to build this wonderful home on the site of the original homestead that we burnt to the ground."

* * *

When Katherine left for work next morning, Milly as always going out to wave her off, Katherine said, "Try to have a great time in New York."

"I will."

"What's the program?"

"I'll fuck Carlson is he's is the mood -- which is likely -- and that will be the final time. He's yours from then on Katherine, unless you tell me otherwise."

"I-I am still not certain."

"But there is no hurry. My suggestion is wait until something happens, such as your parents announcing they are coming back or Shane suggesting it's time you two become engaged."

"I'm down to seeing him once a week. I think he suspects something is up."

"Well don't worry. One of those two events will create a mini-crisis for you and throw you into decision-making mode. Bye my loving darling."

They kissed and Katherine looked up and saw Gran watching. They both waved and Gran waved, smiling.

Milly checked that Gran, who returned to her bed, wanted nothing and then went and slid in beside Carlson for a frolic. After showering she served breakfast in Gran's apartment for the three of them, kissed them and left right on schedule at 9:00, Gran hugging her rather excitedly and wishing her the best of luck but urging her not to feel depressed if she came home empty-handed.

Milly arrived at Colorado Springs in plenty of time for her 3:15 flight and had late lunch. She was in her bed on Manhattan just over 1:00 am ready for her big day out.

Shopping at Macy's and then along Fifth Avenue that included buying perfume for Gran and sexy underwear for Nurse Katherine. Buying those gifts gave Milly a lovely feeling and she knew then she had a substitute family -- or at least until Jennifer's arrival home and the shit hit the fan. She went to the restaurant on Madison and waited for the arrival of Elaine.