A Fantasy about Love Pt. 12

She thought about Maureen for some time and then nodded.

"We love to make love and if I think back before I knew you ... I thought at the time that the missionary position might be exciting. Today I know that it is exciting, as it is when you take me from behind, when you take me in my ass..." and she glanced at me "and by the way, we have not done that for a while; I miss it. And then you take me with Maureen watching or participating, or I watch you. Remember the time we were at the swimming pool and you made all three of us come and I sucked you off in front of them? And defending your seeds as mine? James, my love, I could never have imagined this in my life, but today I enjoy every moment of it. I enjoy it when we make love, on our own or with the others, but I'm as happy when I'm lying in your arms as now. Remember this until the end of your life: I'm yours, completely and without limits, and I'll be always yours, for forever and a day."

She smiled, half sad, half happy. I kissed her, also with a tear in my eye, as this was a declaration of love and trust I would hear only once in my life.

She continued "James, my only regret is that I did not meet you sooner or had the courage to open up to you sooner. Maureen is like my sister and I love her forever, and I'm eternally grateful that she gave me to you and accepted me beside her. I know that she'll always be the first in your heart, but I have realized that I'm not far behind her in your love, and I'm content with that."

She smiled, now more happy than sad. "Well, I've declared myself to you, and you know everything about me. You don't have to say anything, my love, I know you and I know how deep your love is for me."

I nodded and hugged her. "Jenny, Maureen was the first to enter my heart and soul, but when you came to me, you entered it also. I love Maureen one way and you another way, but one is as deep as the other. You'll always be in my heart and soul, and you'll never again be alone. I'll be behind you, supporting you, defending you from evil, care for you in illness and in health ... " she smiled when she heard this confirmation of my commitment "... and I'm certain that Maureen will do the same."

"I know, darling, but I believe we've made enough sentimental statements: how about doing something less heavy? Do you want to make love? If you feel adventurous, there is a bottle of Cirôk in the fridge. Or do you want to fool around and have fun? Whatever you want, my love."

She grinned. "I don´t have to give you a 24-hour bonus of ´wherever and as often´. You can have me anytime."

I told her that I was happy just to hold her in my arms and she purred satisfied. We talked some more, teased each other, and when I started to tickle her, things almost got out of control ... but it was late and I saw her closing her eyes. I kissed her, she pointed to her breasts and they received my kisses, and then she said: "Goodnight, my love, sleep well in my arms and I love you."

I replied with the same words and we fell asleep. During the night I felt another body slipping in behind me, and a warm hand came around my chest to hold me tight. There was a mumbled "Goodnight, my love. I love you." and she was still.

In the morning I seemed to have turned around and my arm was now around Maureen, holding her breast, feeling its firmness and at the same time, the soft, silky skin. I moved and she woke up.

"Darling, good morning. Didn´t I tell you that you would always wake up with me? I keep my promises! " Her words caused Jenny to wake up, too, and I received my kisses from both. I looked at her. "Are you OK?"

She nodded and said that she had a long talk with her mother and things were cleaned up. No more misunderstandings. I felt sorry for Eileen, since she had to sleep on her own, but Maureen grinned. "I promised her that she could sleep with you tonight, and Jenny and I would sleep together." I wondered whether I had any influence on that decision and both said no.

"What happened to the Lord and Master thing, my dear ladies?" They glanced at each other and Jenny replied. "Oh Lord and Master, we're trying very hard to make your life easy. Little things you leave to us and you decide the really important matters, like which car to buy (I laughed because I remembered who made the decision on the car), whether to invest money in this or that fund, and whether we should stay naked or dress up when we are at home on our own." I mumbled that when Maureen decided to buy her car, she certainly did not ask my opinion, but I was corrected. "I asked you which GPS equipment I should buy, and you decided that on your own, darling." I laughed again: the GPS came already installed with the car! I gave up; there was no chance to win that argument against them.

We got up and Jenny grinned. "Oh Lord and Master, do you want us to stay naked or should we dress up?"

Since they decided to tease me, I wanted my part also. I told them to stay as they were and went to the kitchen to get coffee. Eileen was up already, dressed in a little baby doll and not much else. She came over and kissed me. "You are up early. No fooling around today?"

I shook my head. "Eileen, I learned another lesson today. Apparently, I'm authorized to decide the really important matters, for example, when the universe will come to a standstill, whether we should impeach the Prime Minister, or whether you should dress up or be naked when we're at home."

She laughed. "James, these are important matters. There not many husbands who have that authority! So what do you decide: dress or naked?"

I looked at her: the baby doll did not hide much, and I decided to go with it and since she had most buttons open, the view was often very tempting.

"Your way." She nodded and turned to me, opening her little dress even further.

"Darling, I enjoy showing myself to you, but if you want fried eggs with bacon, you better hope that the hot fat will not burn me, since I'd be quite upset; or you could decide that for that specific task an apron would be acceptable." I agreed and she set the table.

"Darling, please get a bottle of champagne."

Maureen and Jenny appeared, but one look at Eileen and they turned around to go back and remove the grungy football shirts. Football shirts? I had told them to be naked! They came back in similar baby dolls, just in different colors, and also as wide open as Eileen's and kisses were exchanged. There were no burns on Eileen´s stomach, the champagne was cold and excellent, and the company wonderful. Can you imagine sitting beside and in front of three beautiful women, with the right (at least occasionally) to touch and caress? I even felt a more relaxed relationship between Maureen and her mother, more secure, more trusting and less competition. That night talk must have worked wonders.

We cleaned up and moved to the sitting room. It was still warm outside, and Jenny suggested to stay a while at the pool. They looked at me. "Bikini or bare?" Considering that their bikinis normally did not cover anything essential at all, I wondered whether I should let them naked, but I reminded them about one of Jenny´s comments some time ago: that I liked to look at them at least partly dressed so that I could undress them. They went back into the bedrooms and I arranged the chaise lounges at the pool, placed towels and a few cushions, and put another bottle of champagne into the cooler. Then they appeared, proudly presenting their bodies. Jenny´s top covered her nipples and the little string of black thin cloth tried to hide her pussy and nothing else; Maureen had a string bikini that covered practically nothing and Eileen ... well, Eileen had the long string that she claimed had led her late husband within fifteen minutes to take her back to the bedroom and pound into her. At least that is what she claimed.

We went through the normal procedure: a plea to protect her from the sun, a long and sensuous massage, a deep quality control finish and a medium strength orgasm. It was first Maureen, then Jenny and finally I had the joy of having Eileen´s body in my hands. My girls were beautiful, but Eileen was beautiful in a different way; a woman with womanly curves, firm and slender, and willing and enjoying placing it into my hands. She came a bit louder than the others and claimed now her right to make certain that I was protected, too. She knew how to make love to my penis, and I was very satisfied when she finished. She decided to be generous: when I had come in her mouth, she waved to Maureen and Jenny to come over and share her bounty, parts of my seeds were exchanged from mouth to mouth, parts were wiped off her body. They were all content; afterwards we played in the pool and I enjoyed touching all the parts offered, either voluntarily or during the game.

In the end, Eileen asked. "Did you see anything different in the garden?" We looked around but did not see anything different: the same trees, the same bushes but with different colors, the stones leading to the house: no, we didn't see anything different.

"Maureen, look to the end of the garden: what do you see?"

It slowly dawned on her. "There's no fence!" She nodded. "I bought the house next door for you and took down the fence; this way you don´t have to build a separate pool for you and your future children. Do you want to have a look? It is not finished, and it will need your input how you'll want to decorate it, but I'll send you the plans and we'll do what you want. Let´s change and you can see what it is now, and plan how you want to have it in the future."

Walking over to the other house we saw that it was still abandoned, but some basic maintenance had been done ... The grass had been cut, the bushes still needed to be pruned, the terrace had been cleaned, and it definitively needed to be painted on the outside.

It still looked nice; not as big as Eileen´s, but with a decent sized garden around it. Nice for our future children, as Eileen had said. Inside the layout was very pleasing; a large living room, a decent sized kitchen, a big master bedroom and a nice balcony in front of the master bedroom. Repairs were urgently needed; the floor had to be redone as well as the main bathroom, the windows had to be checked, and the painting was awful, but the house had potential.

Eileen looked at us. "Do you like it? I bought it because you'd live close to me, the house can be redone with some money and it would be quite beautiful, and you will have fun buying furniture. I know just the right decorator! And if you worry about the money: if you want this, I'll take it out of your bonus! And if you plan it right, you might even build a house for Jenny at the edge!"

Jenny protested, since she did not need a separate house as she always would stay with us.

Maureen reminded her about children, and she became quiet and a tentative smile appeared.

"Perhaps you are right. We've agreed already on five and who knows what will happen? Certainly not separate, but an extension might be interesting!"

After wandering around for a few more minutes, I suggested going back and having a drink, as it was already past noon. My phone rang: it was Allan. He had just arrived at the airport. He told me that he wanted to honor Eileen on her special day; Giovanna was looking after Ellen today and he would fly back tomorrow. I handed the phone to Eileen. She listened for a while, looked at us and asked him whether he wanted to have lunch with us. Apparently, he had set up an encounter already, but accepted an invitation for tea.

Eileen was very proud: Sir Allan Moise had come specifically to Brisbane to honor her! Wow!

I had to calm her down: she wanted to fill the house with flowers, and I pointed out that it was still filled with flowers; she needed champagne and I pointed out that she had five different brands of top-class champagne in her cellar; she needed finger food and cucumber and Danish and ...

I stopped her. "Maureen, you know the best patisserie in this city, go and get whatever goodies they have. Jenny, walk through the house and rearrange the flowers. Eileen, sit down and have a drink - I really don´t know what got into you. You're a very successful executive, a multi-millionaire and on top of this, a beautiful woman. What are you afraid of? He's a friend and one is not afraid of friends!"

She took a deep breath. "Thank you, James; thank you, girls. Well, let´s make this house look decent and whatever will happen, will happen." It took just a few minutes to get everything done, Maureen left to get the sweets for tea, and I prepared the barbeque.

Going out for lunch was not an acceptable option for Mrs. Monahan - she wanted to eat something light (barbeque?) and then lie down to relax. I suggested that there were several options to relax and she almost hit me. I did not understand the world, as she had more power and more money than 99.9 percent of the population and on top of this, she was stunningly beautiful! Was there something I had not seen yet? She lay down after lunch and Jenny, Maureen and I went back to the pool.

"Maureen, what's happening here? I've never seen your mother this way!"

Maureen tried to explain, but since she had just taken off her bikini, it was difficult for me to follow her reasoning.

"Remember the meeting in the office when Mom was trying to kill your project? She was very impressed by the way Allan handled the situation, and when they met again for that dinner, she mentioned several times that he was a man who she had wanted one day for her, but he'd always be the second choice since she had met you. Don´t get jealous, darling!"

I still did not understand it but had to accept it. When she finally came back to us in the afternoon, there was silence for a moment and then she said. "Girls, get dressed. Properly dressed, I say. You too, James. You don´t need a tie, but I want a blazer. And get going!"

She was already properly dressed: a white silk blouse, with two open buttons showing a wonderful pearl choker; a dark narrow blue skirt held up by a narrow Hermès belt, and dark blue sandals. Her hair was put up emphasizing its luscious gold-red color, a light blush on her cheeks and dark red lips, and her eyes shining.

"What are you waiting for? Get going!"

When I passed her, I murmured "And where is the pendant I gave you? You promised to wear it always!" She smiled and pushed her skirt down a bit; the white gold chain was circled around her waist, with the pendant touching her little g-string.

"It's always with me and where do you prefer it? On my pussy or around my neck? I can change it, you know." I conceded that its current place was satisfying, and that no change was necessary. I kissed her remembering the lessons I had received: no real touch, just a little lip to cheek move. I changed as ordered and soon Maureen and Jenny were properly dressed, too. Light colored silk blouses with the open buttons showing my pendants, dark narrow skirts and matching sandals. We knew, however, who the dominant woman was in this house today!

Sharp at four o´clock Allan arrived. I was happy about the warning Eileen had given us. He was immaculately dressed: dark blue blazer, club tie, handkerchief in his little top left pocket, sharp creases in the grey trousers, flowers in his hands; a perfect English gentleman!

"Come in, Sir Allan, and be welcome in my home." She extended her hand and he bowed to kiss it - she was enchanted.

He entered and looked around in the living room; it was decorated in modern low furniture with strong Scandinavian influence, and nodded, appreciating the ambiance. He walked over to study one on the paintings on the wall. "Is this a John Glover?" She nodded. "I collected Australian paintings since I had my first pocket money and I was lucky to get this one at an auction. Isn't it wonderful how he captured the bush, the loneliness, the austere landscape?"

Allan agreed and turned to the other paintings. "Mrs. Monahan, you have an excellent collection. Not too many works of art, but these show all an outstanding quality!" She looked at him.

"Sir Allan, since you are welcome in my home and Maureen and James both adore you, would you please go back and call me Eileen? We agreed on this before!"

Jenny added "I really adore him, too!" and we all laughed. "It will be an honor, Eileen, as long as you call me Allan." Well, that went well.

We sat down, I opened the champagne, and tea was served. The conversation was light most of the time, only when Eileen touched on his promise to join the (still non-existing) NT Board, he confirmed that he would be on board. Jenny smiled when she heard the pun. I was watching Eileen; she was doing her best to charm Allan, and she was succeeding. He smiled at her remarks, complimented her on her looks, told her that he was eager to work with her in the future, and she smiled her most effective appealing way, lips slightly opened, eyes shining and hanging on his words: there was no way that he could escape her. This was seduction at its best!

Suddenly he remembered why he was in Brisbane. "Eileen, it's getting late and you must be anxious to change and prepare for the evening. Thank you so much for the lovely afternoon and I'll be honored to see you again at night."

Eileen smiled prettily and said that she had arranged that he would sit at our table; he would not mind, would he? Well, he wouldn´t and when Eileen mentioned that there would be live music and dancing, he smiled back.

"Eileen, I love dancing, but I had no opportunity for it recently due to Ellen´s illness; I'm certain, however, that my feet still know the steps. Perhaps you'll reserve a dance for me?"

He left, once more kissing her hand and when the car left, we stared at Eileen.

"Why are you looking at me this way? He is a handsome man, has manners and an interesting conversation. I enjoyed myself, and I'm certain that he did, too. So, I'm having my shower, will change and preen myself to show Brisbane that I'm a successful executive and a beautiful woman. So let's get going! See you in an hour and a half."

Off she went and we looked at each other. Maureen said slowly that she had never seen her mother act this way and she was not sure that it was right. "I hope that Allan remembers that he's married to a wonderful wife!"

I shrugged. "She's a grown-up woman and knows what she's doing, but I must admit that she surprised me. Maureen, do you remember Frank?" She nodded. "We better watch her to avoid some serious misunderstandings!"

This was a problem we would have to resolve later; now was the time to dress up. It was easy for me: my tuxedo with the ruffled silk shirt and the lapis lazuli cufflinks; it was surprisingly fast for the two also. They had chosen not to obfuscate Eileen and dressed in a simple black cocktail gown, easy on my eyes as it followed every curve of their bodies. They didn´t even tempt with a décolleté: the gowns covered them from the neck to their toes. It did not hide the firm breasts nor the slender waist or the long, long legs. Maureen used her opal pendant with the earrings and her ring with our family crest, Jenny had the diamond earrings and the ring I had given her as my commitment for a life together (Eileen had seen it before and had asked where that had come from - we told her that it was my present for all the dedication she had shown us; it was not a lie, but not the whole truth either and we had we had our reasons for this) and proudly had also the opal pendant hanging between her breasts. Maureen had her Fendi handbag and Jenny a new one I had not seen before: a little Gucci clutch. Maureen must have led her astray, but both looked beautiful.

Eileen called Maureen to help her and when she came back her eyes were wide open. "Look, I know that Mom is beautiful, but she has outdone herself tonight!" And then the lady appeared.