A Fantasy about Love Pt. 04

I jumped because I had been staring at this spectacle without blinking, as it was so arousing that I needed all my concentration to start thinking again.

"First we have to get you into the right mood, my darling."

I took a big towel and put it on the bed. Then I picked her up; she was a bit heavier than Maureen, but a pleasure to hold, and laid her on the towel, with her face looking down.

"Maureen, give me a massage oil, please."

Eileen looked back at me and said that she did not want a massage, she wanted something much more intimate, and I knew where.

"Have patience, little grasshopper." and Maureen burst out laughing.

"Mom, you better be prepared to do what he says -- he did the same thing to me, but I got even."

I warmed up the oil rubbing my hands and centered them in the middle of her back, and started to massage the lavender tasting oil into her body. First her shoulders, then her column and finally her ass cheeks; she enjoyed this visibly and arching her hips upwards when I was arriving at her ass. She opened her legs to give me better access and I pushed my fingers into her split.

When I touched her pussy, she moaned, and when I touched her puckered hole, she groaned. She whispered to please take her, she wanted to be mine, for me to have everything of her, but please do it now! My penis was rock hard by now and wanted its release also, so I put it at the entrance of her pussy and pushed forward. She pushed back and I slid easily into her. She was already very excited and when I touched her clitoris, she came immediately, yelling my name. She took me with her, and I could not help but filled her up with my seeds. We both needed a moment to recover and then she looked back and said that this was not what she had been waiting for -- it was wonderful and she was happy that I had come in her, but could I please get on with my business?

I took more of the massage oil and mover my fingers to her anus. Stroking it gently she started to move again, pushing her hips into my hand and my fingers into her little brown hole. It met resistance at first, but then my finger slipped past the first ring. I reminded her to relax; this was possible only if she willed herself to accept my shaft in her very tight hole. She made a visible effort to calm down and my second finger slipped into her. I moved it gently around, watching for any sign of pain or discomfort, but all I saw was her focus on getting her hole wider to accept my penis.

"Please take me now, James; I cannot stand it anymore. Please take me -- I give you my last opening to fill and to make me yours!"

I took out my fingers and placed my shaft at her entrance and pushed slowly ahead. There was a slight resistance and then I popped through. I went all the way until there was no more to go. I was as deep in her ass as possible and she enjoyed it violently, yelling, arching her hips trying to get more of me into her, and suddenly she exploded. She shuddered, mumbled some words I could not understand and fell back onto the bed. I followed her down, still connected to her and not willing to let her slip away. She started to cry.

"Please, James, hold me fast. Never let me go!"

When we recovered slowly, she realized that I was still hard inside her and smiled. "James, what a wonderful surprise -- you're the man of every woman's dreams! Can we do this again?"

She wriggled her hips and I wriggled back. She lifted her hips and again offered her ass to me, opening her cheeks with her hands. "Please do me again, but faster and longer!"

And I did her, faster and longer. I started to pound into her, and she wailed all the time until I lost my control and exploded in her. I felt my seeds spurting out and at every spurt, I felt her tremble in her long-outdrawn orgasm. At the end, we fell back onto the bed, both exhausted.

I looked at Maureen and she was sitting at the end of the bed, watching us. I called her to me and took her in my arms. "You are my heart and soul -- never forget this!"

She smiled a bit dubiously; after all, she had just seen me making love repeatedly to her mother and I was still embedded in Eileen's ass. I kissed her eyes and lips and asked her who would be my wife? Her smile became stronger and she said loudly: "I'm your wife!"

Eileen started to move and slowly I slipped out. She protested and tried to pull me back, but my shaft had spent all his force and wanted to recover. She turned around and took me in her arms, holding me with all force she still had.

"Thank you, James. If you had any doubts that I'm yours, I hope that they're gone now. There is no greater proof of the trust a woman can give to a man that giving him everything -- and you have my all. And thank you, Maureen, that you let me have this moment. I know my place; I'm not his soul mate that you are, but I've the love of a man for a woman he knows is his. I'm happy with this and will do anything I can do to never destroy this or make you uncomfortable or even worse, unhappy."

She embraced us again and now both were crying. As everyone knows, Germans do not cry, but I have to admit that there was some humidity in my eyes, too. I had to break up this sentimental goo and decided to go back to the game.

"Eileen, I would like to suggest that you look for another maid. Up to now she has nothing except sitting there, watching us making love, and showed no initiative at all to start doing her duty. If I may say so, you do need help as there are quite a lot of fluids leaving your lower body which should be cleaned up. And I need some cleaning up, too -- if she doesn't do this, it will be up to you, my dear!"

Maureen jumped up and apologized for her laziness. She bent down to investigate the fluids and said that she needed a more detailed investigation to decide what material would be necessary, and slowly wiped Eileen's pussy with her finger. Then she took the finger into her mouth and licked it clean.

"Quite interesting, but I still do not know what it is. Let me try once more."

And she bent down further and licked some of the creamy liquid of her mother's pussy.

"There is more than I thought. I'll have to quantify the amount..." and pushed her tongue through Eileen's outer lips into her flowing interior. She sucked the mound into her mouth and seemed to have hit Eileen's clitoris with her tongue because her mother suddenly moaned and trembled.

"Oh!" she exclaimed. Taking the hint, Maureen focused on this spot, hearing Eileen thrash and moan. "Yes! " Eileen yelled. "Don't stop!"

She arched her hips, and I could see her breasts tighten and heave into the air. Eileen grabbed her shoulders and wailed as the spasms overtook her. Finally, she relaxed and threw her arm over her eyes.

"Satisfied, Sir, with my initiative? Anything else you want me to do?"

She slowly took her little apron off and jumped into my arms. The sentiment of having her tight body so close to me and her head on my shoulders, almost made me lose my control -- remember, Germans do not cry. I kissed her and remarked that they were still cleaning jobs to do, so she took a washcloth that was conveniently close to the bed and had her squeaky clean in a moment. Eileen did not move at all; she seemed to be in another world. Her eyes were closed and she breathed heavily.

We lay down beside her, I on her left and Maureen on her right. I put my arms around her and placed my hand on her breast; Maureen did the same from the other side. I got up once more hearing the mumbled protests of the two ladies and kissed the tips of each breast; after all, rules are rules! Then I fell asleep also.

The next morning I woke up in a strange bed. Two smiling heads were watching me: "Hello, sleepy head! Finally awake? We did all the work yesterday and you are still sleepy? Is George also asleep?"

Eileen slipped the blanket off our bodies and discovered my penis half dormant. "Maureen, my dear, this is a golden opportunity to check our capacities to get our master willing to fly. Follow my lead!"

She took my soft shaft in her hands and kissed the tip. Then she handed it over to Maureen, who also bent down and took it into her mouth to tongue the tip and suck a bit. Then it became an attack from both sides -- kissing and stroking and sucking it deep into one mouth and then handing it over to the other, already waiting mouth, and it did not take me long to give up my resistance and give in to my urges. My body convulsed and my shaft exploded, spurting all my seeds into a waiting mouth.

Maureen accepted it smiling and bent it over for Eileen also to receive some fluid. I relaxed and they looked at each other grinning widely.

"We can get him up and going pretty fast, don't we? We are smart ladies -- and it helps that we love him."

Then they kissed each other, and I saw some whitish cream being exchanged. Then they looked at me and bent down and offered their lips to kiss; I took first Maureen in my arms and kissed her deeply, then repeated it with Eileen. It was sensual and showing trust; both laughed and rubbed their bodies against mine.

"We'll definitively keep him, Mom. Just remember that you have to be nice to me: if not, I'll lock my bedroom and you'll have to sleep alone!"

I wondered what that statement meant: would she close her bedroom door when we three were together, or when they were alone without me? I would have to investigate this -- Maureen was showing more sides of her personality than I had imagined.

We got up after the customary kisses and had a wonderful breakfast. Maureen made waffles and we stuffed ourselves. The sun was covered by cumulus clouds, and we discussed whether to stay at the pool or inside; at the end, the pool won. They asked for their massage and got it with great devotion from my side, and I received my special treatment from Maureen to compensate for my efforts. We jumped into the pool and had some fun -- what can be more pleasant than to be in a pool with two beautiful naked women, both eager to play and please me?

When it started to rain, we moved inside and had tea. Maureen looked at the Scrabble board still on the table and asked me whether I had played before. I confirmed this, adding that I had been the second runner up to the New York inter-company Scrabble championship last year.

"Do you say that we never had a chance and you manipulated us as you wanted?"

"Unfortunately for you, yes. You never asked me, only assumed that you could beat me on your own or even playing together. Perhaps that is a lesson for the future -- never assume something that you can clear up with a simple question."

They looked at me and both jumped on me. It was wonderful to defend myself: touching a breast, handling an ass cheek, stealing a kiss, stroking a pussy, and at the end, we ended up in our arms, laughing and being happy.

Eileen was the first to disengage. She sat back and said that she wanted to explain her recent behavior.

"James and Maureen, we have talked about this before, but I want once more to explain how I became this way and what I expect from you -- and from us."

She stopped for a moment, trying to organize her thoughts.

"You've felt and even commented upon my aggressive behavior the last days. Let me explain why I did this. I was in love with Brad since he took me at a very early age. He trained me to be the woman he wanted: sexually very active, always following his leads, and available for whatever he wanted at every moment. Don't misunderstand me; he was a good man, but he was the alpha male and I had to be submissive. Slowly, this formed my character and my behavior. I had to be prepared to bend over at any moment he wanted to take me, and that was quite often. I was his pleasure toy and he used me. We tried to hide this from you, Maureen, but you must have seen this. I could not initiate anything, and any subject outside of this house about sex was not encouraged. Once more, he cared for me and protected me, but I never grew up."

Her shoulders dropped, and her eyes became dark, remembering those days.

"When he died suddenly, I was lost and the only reason I stayed alive was you, my daughter. I had to care for you and could not let myself fade away. Unfortunately, I concentrated what was left of my life on my business -- first among other matters to prove to myself that I was not just a toy, but also an intelligent woman. I managed to do this, and everyone respected me, but I lost you. The incident you were involved called me back, but it was too late as you had lost your love and care for me because I had abandoned you. I tried to get you back, but I also focused more and more on the company. I was successful as a business woman, but dreadful as a mother."

Maureen reached for her mother's hands and kissed them. "Mom, it was bad, but it is also in the past. Forget it. I have."

Eileen wiped a tear off her eye and continued.

"Then you met James and everything changed. You came back from Sydney smiling and your eyes were sparkling. You even talked to me and I saw what I had lost. I wondered who this man was who had been able to cause such a change, and when I met him at the office, I started to see what fascinated you. He was polite, but determined, obviously smart and well prepared, and he had the respect of his colleagues. When you came back from your picnic you laughed, embraced me and bubbled all over how wonderful the day had been. I wanted to see him away from the office and invited him for dinner and then for breakfast the next day. He was everything you had said and more. Remember when I was suddenly topless? He did not stare, but he looked with admiration and that's all a woman wants to see in the eyes of a man."

Now Eileen took hold of my hands and used them to caress her cheeks.

"When you came back, you only strengthened the image that had grown on me. Smart, polite, determined, love for Maureen shining out of your eyes, and whenever you touched her, she smiled. I compared you to my former husband and I saw what I had missed.

She bent forward and for a moment, lay her head on my shoulder. Wiping a tear away, she looked at Maureen and smiled thoughtfully.

"Maureen, you're not a toy for him -- you're his other half. He accepts and asks for your opinion and I've seen him change his mind when you disputed a matter with him, because he saw that you were right. I never had that experience since even if he was wrong, his opinion counted. So James slowly crept into my heart, too, and suddenly I wasn't afraid anymore to show that I'm a beautiful woman, ready to love again, ready to made love to with tenderness, not with force. When he massaged me at the pool, my body wanted him, and my heart wondered whether it was possible to have someone for me again?"

Eileen started to smile with happiness.

"Maureen, remember that before meeting James, I had slept only with one man in my life: your father. James was and is yours, but I wondered whether you could give a small part of your happiness to me. And then you opened your arms and let me in, and I gave myself to you, James; you took my heart and my soul. Maureen accepted this and embraced me, too, and I was in paradise. My mind was still looking back, however, and wondered whether this could be true. I was in doubt and acted accordingly. I was the driven business woman and I transferred this state of mind to our private life."

Now she looked at me for a long time, doubts and determination in her eyes.

"You warned me twice, and at last it dawned on me that I didn't have to compete with you, James, or with you, my daughter. I was accepted as I was. The only proof I still needed James, was last night when you accepted my invitation to my bedroom and he took me in my ass. As you said, that is the ultimate proof of trust and I gave it to you. You showed me that it was not only tenderness you were giving, but at the right moment --and last night was it --you would also take with force what I had offered. This showed me the strength I was looking for and I knew that I was safe. I have your love and support, and I've my daughter's love and trust. What more can I want?¨

She sat up and took our hands.

"What I want to say, James and Maureen, that I don't look back anymore; that I don't compare whatever happens with what happened years ago; that there'll be no more competition who'll come more often or more violently; and that I know that you love me and that I'm safe and protected when I'm with you. You will marry soon, and Maureen will move away -- I know that this move will only be physically, but that your hearts will stay with me forever."

Suddenly, Eileen became serious.

"The only part of mine that I cannot give you yet is my company as you have your own job and I have the responsibility for hundreds of people. We'll have some interesting discussions on your project, and don't expect me to back down easily, but whenever you'll be here in Brisbane, I expect you to stay in this house and no bedroom will be locked, and when I will visit you, I'll not sleep in the guest room. And to quote my dear daughter: James, 'you can take me whenever or however you want' and Maureen, whenever you are lonely up to the moment you marry and even when James is traveling, my bedroom is always open for a conversation and some fun -- you seemed to have learned the fun part quite rapidly."

"This is it: this is the option you have: take me or leave me. May I suggest that you take me?"

Maureen was crying and I had some tears also in my eyes. We both got up and embraced her.

"Eileen (and Maureen added "Mom"), you are hereby officially taken."

And then everyone cried for a while. We went back to the couch and I sat down, with my two ladies snuggling close to me. What a wonderful morning and what a wonderful feeling! We spent the morning playing around including a few games of scrabble and I let them win occasionally, and then Eileen proposed poker.

I was vanquished completely because whenever I thought there was a chance for me, Maureen would touch my penis -- it was officially now that it was a 'he' and that his name was George -- or Eileen would flash her breasts at me asking me to see whether there was a spot on the left breast, just under the nipple and I lost every game, but it was fun. We went out for lunch in a river restaurant; for a change, the two ladies were dressed, and later, coming back, Eileen looked at us and said that she would leave us alone for the next few hours. I had to go back to Sydney at night for an important meeting on Monday morning, and she did now want to separate us for these last hours.

We went to Maureen's bedroom, made wonderful, gentle love and when I had to say goodbye, Eileen opened her blouse and said that I should not forget her puppies; we all broke up laughing because she had painted her breasts with a puppy's face, with the nipple being the puppy's nose. She smiled and said "Wuff! Wuff!"

It was hilarious as my kiss transferred all the makeup to my face, but it broke the sad feeling of my saying goodbye

And then Maureen drove me to the airport, very reluctantly I said goodbye and flew back to Sydney, and my work.

Chapter 15: Squeak! Squeak!

I discovered that now it had become much more difficult to be alone in my flat, but there were still traces of Maureen's perfume on the pillows and I buried my head into them, feeling lonely but happy. Maureen called me every night and Eileen often chipped in with a few sweet and some wicked comments.

The next morning was business as usual; SNAFU is the appropriate American term. I had to convince a customer not to cancel his order, and all I was able to do was to delay a decision. The problem was not completely our fault, but one of my people had cooperated actively to increase the mess. I called him in, closed the door and gave him hell. Then I asked him what he would do to bring the customer back.