Any Chance We Could Ch. 40

"My Mom and Dad taught me when I was a teenager," she proudly smiled.

"Perhaps you can 'tutor' all of us. I'd like to know how to do that," grinned Veronica.

"Classes begin in thirty minutes," I laughed. "Not really, ... but soon," as I stood up from the bed and wobbled my way into the bathroom following Carol.

Carol had kicked off her heels and got in the shower in stockings and a garter belt. "Like the look, handsome?" she asked.

"Carol, lover, I've yet to see you in or out of anything that you didn't look terrific," I grinned grabbing a bar of soap.

When Carol and I finished and were drying off, we were greeted by a nude Mary Claire, who with her hands on her hips said, "About time. Carol I'd like to eat you up."

"And you shall," said Carol lightly kissing her.

Lauren and Veronica were standing with their backs to me while they were doing something in Veronica's jewelry box. I saw a bagged dress on our bed that looked to be creamy white with a gold entwined outlined-leaf pattern. Veronica turned and held two dangly gold earrings to her ears. 'How about these?" she asked Lauren.

"Umm, I not sure, let me get the dress on," replied Lauren.

Let me set the scene, Veronica and Lauren are nude, still, Carol is standing in the bathroom door, nude, drying her hair. There's a nude Mary Claire in the shower as Katrina and Ashley walk in wearing just garter belts, stockings and heels. "Gosh, look at Dad, he's as hard as a rock, huh," observed Ashley.

"If anyone is surprised, you'll get the first dance tonight. ... No takers?"

"Well," ventured Lauren, "I'm not surprised, but I'd like the first dance tonight. Stockings or pantyhose, which do you think?" she asked looking at me.

"Put on the dress and I'll give you my considered opinion." I suggested.

"Yeah, right, stockings I'll bet," grinned Ashley. "Dad loves stockings, we all do because of his reactions."

Lauren pushed the bag up the dress as Veronica held it, then Lauren took it off the hanger, unzipped the skirt and stepped into it. The skirt was slightly flaired, stopping at mid thigh. The top was like a halter top that fastened around the neck with a wide flat collar. Her shoulders were bare, the fabric went under her arms and was attached across to the zipper at the waistband. Her back, and what a back it was, was bare. No bra, and no way to wear one. "Slip on some heels and walk toward me," I asked.

Lauren's tits enticingly moved under her top as she walked toward me, turned in front of me, and put her hands on her hips as she walked back past Katrina and Ashley. "God, the firmness of youth," sighed Carol.

Veronica was putting on a black bra and stepping into a black g-string as the Lauren 'parade' took place. "A real work of art isn't she," smiled Veronica. "No wonder she's done some modeling."

"Stockings, I think for a lot of reasons. Just watch how you bend over or you'll have every male at the club on edge tonight ... as if my showing up with my bevy of beauties didn't already."

"Nice finish," smiled Carol.

"Black tonight for me, Carol you?" asked Veronica.

"Red. That new sexy number I bought the other day," she replied.

"I'm going to wear the blue mini-dress and change into lace top thigh highs," offered Katrina.

"Okay, sage for me with matching stockings and heels," opted Ashley.

"Fashion discussion?" asked a nude Mary Claire. "I think the dark pink dress with seamed black stockings and that pair of pinkish sandals I've been wanting to wear."

"The ones in my closet?" asked Veronica.

"Yes, if it's alright."

"Of course it's alright. You fuck my man, why not wear my shoes, ... any of my clothes that fit, ... don't be bashful, sweetheart. Just as long as you don't take them off me," laughed Veronica.

"Lauren look in the stocking department in Mom's closet, I'll bet there're some gold toned stockings," offered Katrina.

Lauren found the hose and was pulling them on while the rest of my ladies were also getting dressed. Mary Claire went to the spare bedroom and brought her dress into our room. Katrina and Ashley retreated to their own bedroom after retrieving stockings from Veronica's closet.

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"So this is what you do after school?" asked a smiling Cheryl walking into Beth's bedroom.

"Not always, I heard the message from Dad saying he's leaving for Boston at noon, so when the cat's away... ," grunted Beth as she settled even more deeply on Max's impaling cock. "Almost, let me move back and forth a bit, pinch those nipples. Yeah, like that, like that," as she came with a silent orgasm. She leaned over and kissed Max and laid on his chest for a few minutes as her Mother lightly caressed her back. "God, you're a good fuck, ... for a brother," laughed Beth.

"Beth when you're ready to take a shower get me from my room will you sweetheart?" asked her mother.

"You mean I have to shower alone?" asked Max in a faux whiny voice.

"Recover son, you're mine tonight, and I expect to be properly fucked sometime this evening," laughed Cheryl.

Cheryl dressed in a short purple dress with purple thigh highs and purple heels. Her bra and g-string were light lavender. Beth wore a very short denim skirt, VS pantyhose, a snug spaghetti strap tank top and light tan three inch slides. After changing his necktie three times, Max looked very mature in his dark navy suit and blue oxford cloth shirt.

"Tell me about your day tomorrow, and if you and Max spend the night leave me a message so I'll know where you are and won't have to stay up and worry about the two of you," laughed Beth as she walked out the door.

Beth and Judy met at TGI Friday's in the valley and after dinner walked across the parking lot to a show. They sat near the back of the mostly empty theater, holding hands when they weren't caressing each other's inner thigh. Beth invited Judy back to her condo, and Judy followed her in her own car. A few minutes after arriving inside Beth's condo, both women were topless and Judy was mauling Beth's luscious breasts with her mouth, tongue and hands. Judy's skirt hit the floor and she was left in a very small g-string and three inch pumps. Beth pushed her by the shoulders to a reclining position on the couch, pulled her g-string aside and began to devour Judy's pussy. Wetting her fingers in Judy's very wet pussy Beth inserted her middle finger into Judy's asshole, her first finger into her pussy curling it to reach her g-spot and began to suck and lick Judy's clit. "Oh, my God, Beth, fantastic, deeper in my ass, like that, God, that's good. bite my clit. Ooh, shit."

Beth felt Judy's fingers entangle in her hair as she began bucking into Beth's mouth. After five minutes, Judy grunted, then sighed and relaxed her hips. "Leave your fingers in me, come kiss me," asked Judy.

After cuddling for half an hour, Beth pulled her fingers out, stood, took Judy's hand and after locking the front door took her upstairs to her bed. Judy loved Beth for the better part of the next hour and after giving Beth an orgasm for a second time this evening they fell asleep. At twelve thirty the phone rang and Beth let the machine take it. She vaguely heard her mother saying they would not be home until tomorrow.

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Rose Gillette arrived promptly at seven and Lauren introduced all of us, including Cheryl and Max who'd arrived about ten minutes earlier. Max's hair was a little mussed as was Cheryl's lipstick. Rose was in her mid-thirties, a physical therapist for a chiropractic group, very fit and toned, obviously practiced what she preached. The eight of us enjoyed the delightful ride to the club. Max couldn't take his eyes off our daughters, and Mary Claire and Carol couldn't help but grin as Max was sitting next to Carol who was purposefully rubbing a breast against his arm. Carol's unfettered breasts bounced a bit over rough pavement, not unlike Lauren's.

Ashley was on one side of me, Veronica on the other. The rest of my brood sat quite closely together even though at least three more people could have ridden with us. Arriving at the club, Rose came around and held the door for us. I wish it'd been me. Hoping she'd appreciate it I'm sure all the women flashed her. As I watched her eyes, she was glancing down quite frequently.

Emerson and Hazel were standing talking to Kim and Gwen as we entered the foyer. "Hi, Raoul," I said, table for thirteen?"

"Of course, Mr. Appleton. Mr. Jacobson phoned ahead and we've set up a suitable banquette table for your party. Good evening, Mrs. Bryce, Mary Claire, Ashley, Katrina, Mrs. McDonough, Mrs. Babcock, and you are?" he asked looking at Lauren and Cathleen who had just walked up..

"I'm Lauren Franklin, Mr. Appleton's CPA and this young man is Max Babcock, Mrs. Babcock's son."

"And I'm Cathleen Morris," she said smiling and holding out her hand to Raoul.

"My pleasure," he replied bending slightly at the waist. "If you and Mr. and Mrs. Jacobson, Kim and Gwen will follow me." He seated us at the suitably arranged table and summoned three waiters to take our drink orders. He then asked Emerson if he had any musical preferences for the evening and Emerson gave him an envelope which I assume contained cash as well as a playlist.

"He's quite the professional isn't he?" remarked Lauren speaking into my ear from six inches away.

"Yes, he does his job quite well. I just wish there were more members who'd eat here on a regular basis. I'll get you a set of statements and you can take a look. I think the club's on a weak footing right now," I replied into her ear as we walked to the table. "Gwen mentioned to me things the club should be doing to promote the restaurant and the club overall. I want you to talk with Gwen about her ideas and after looking at the statements, give me your thoughts about if there's an investment opportunity here."

"I'll do that. I think the clubhouse and restaurant could use some renovations too. Being a limo driver gave me exposure to a number of high class clubs and restaurants." I must have had a questioning look as Lauren quietly explained, "Though you wait outside much of the time, you do get to see what it's like inside when you go in to use the restrooms and can see the restaurants from the lobby."

I replied, "If you think there's an opportunity, you have my approval to visit over the next month or six weeks a dozen or so of the most successful high end restaurants and clubs throughout the area paying for it with your company debit card. Also, look at several of other golf clubs from the perspective of a potential member. Feel free to take Cheryl or another friend, or even your parents if you want, with you so you won't have to dine alone."

Seating became rather random with Veronica, Carol and I at one end of the banquette bench, Mary Claire and Lauren between us and Emerson and Hazel at the other end. The rest of the young ladies, Cathleen, Cheryl and Max sat down the other side on our right.

Katrina was speaking softly to Cheryl and Max and Carol to Lauren and Cathleen. Telling them how the evening would progress I suppose.

The dinner and wine selection were superb as usual and Emerson's music selections encouraged slow, close dancing.

Max seemed to be having a good time, so were all the women who danced with him. Hazel I think danced with him more than once.

Veronica's ear was at my mouth with her head on my shoulder as we danced when I asked her, "How did Max feel when you danced with him?"

"Hard as a rock. I seem to remember that he has a nice 'package'. Katrina and Ashley mentioned the same thing. They've seen him nude and he fucked Mary Claire the night his family spent the night," smiled Veronica nibbling my earlobe.

"Hmmm, think you might like to fuck him?" I asked. "You did say to Amy Anne this afternoon that another cock in our bed was in our future."

"Yeah, I did didn't I? I know I told you that Dave was going to be the first. He's married and I don't even know if he's available. Hazel seems to be wavering and who knows when she may loosen up the reins on Emerson. How would you feel about Max in our bed?" she asked in a whisper.

"Well, I guess I really don't know until I see him or someone else inside you. I know I won't be jealous and won't love you any less. I guess what I'm saying is, I don't know what the eroticism will be. I guess I know what you felt when I fucked Carol in our bed, or all the others that we've shared our bed with since then. I know you find it highly arousing and I don't think that our sex life has been diminished. So have at it. I can fuck his mother while you fuck him," I softly replied.

"God, handsome, did you twitch? Did you come?" she smiled.

"Yes, and no, lover," I smiled as the number ended as Lauren walked toward us.

As Veronica headed toward Mary Claire, Lauren melted into me, put both arms around my neck with her eyes almost level with mine. As we swayed with the music I could feel her firm breasts pushed against my chest and her purposeful hip pressure against my cock. Much closer than we'd danced the first time. She looked me in the eyes and very lightly kissed me and leaning back a bit asked, "Can I sleep with you tonight? Along with Carol and Veronica? I'd like to do that very much. Carol said she'd like to get to know me more intimately, so what would be a better way, huh?"

"Oh with a little arm twisting, ouch, okay you can let go now, I'd love to have you in our bed. Are you sure you're ready?"

"Ready? I've been ready since I saw you doing Carol this afternoon and your wife stuck her finger up my ass in the shower. Yeah, I'm ready," softly replied Lauren lightly kissing me again.

Kim and I danced the next number and she asked me to call her with the amount for her and Gwen's new cars, She'd bring over a check before Wednesday and if I had time she'd love to thank me in a 'personal way'. We agreed we'd talk Sunday afternoon and I made a mental note to check my online fax account for the info from Jeanine.

Carol was the next woman in my arms. While dancing she asked, "I'm going to be a part of your family, a permanent part, aren't I?"

"Yes, my dearest, you are, before the snow flies," I replied before we kissed lovingly. When the first kiss ended I added, "The three of us need to make a trip to get you an engagement ring."

"Hmmm, I'd love that," she whispered between kisses.

"Ashley and Mary Claire have been in touch with a lawyer to change their names, maybe I should join them and we'll get a group rate," she grinned. This was all news to me, but I wasn't interested in asking any questions.

Mary Claire and Katrina were standing near us when the music ended and Carol was led away by Mary Claire. Katrina snuggled against me, lightly kissed me and said, "Cathleen says you're going to spend most of tomorrow and tomorrow night together to 'cast off your demons'. I know you both can do it, but good luck anyway. Maybe sometime soon she can watch us make love?"

"Yes, I don't know how soon, but yes she can join us," I sighed.

"You twitched, twice, you dad-devil you're really looking forward to that aren't you?" she grinned. "Fucking your daughter and then her mother, or watching them together before you doing each of us." My cock seemed to grow bigger. "You dad-stud. You'd really like that wouldn't you?"

"Of course, and you wouldn't too?"

"You know I would, kiss me."

Carol had her left arm around Mary Claire's waist and her right hand holding Mary Claire's hand between their breasts. "I saw 'mistress' this afternoon. Why didn't you tell me mistress is Evie."

"I wanted you to be surprised," Carol grinned.

"After she explained the 'training' to become a submissive I told her that apparently there'd been a misunderstanding. I have no inclination to become submissive to anyone and become their slave," frowned Mary Claire.

"I thought you were exhibiting some submissive tendencies and thought maybe you'd like to know more. Don't feel that I'm pressuring you," softly replied Carol.

"Look Carol, I love you and everyone else in our home. I'd do anything I was asked to do. I can be slutty from time to time but I'll not do it in a ritualistic way. Collar? Eww gross and demeaning. Get my head fucked up like Cathleen, no thanks," strongly said Mary Claire.

Carol lightly kissed Mary Claire and moved closer to her, "I'm so sorry, I misinterpreted what I saw. Please don't be angry with me."

"I'm not Carol. I'm just telling you I don't want to be a submissive or dominated. I love the way I'm treated in this family. I want to be an equal in it, just so you know."

"Being submissive isn't necessarily demeaning. There are some very confident and professional women who carry significant responsibilities who are submissive in their bed," explained Carol.

"I know that. Evie helped me clarify my desires, and interests. She did note that there may be times where as part of the sex play of the moment I may have a compelling desire to be more submissive in bed, and I could still be that way for that moment. I like that idea ... but I don't want to live that life day in and day out." Carol nodded her understanding.

Cathleen and I danced near the end of the evening and she said, "I'm really, really looking forward to tomorrow. I've got a good feeling about us and our future relationship. Your fiancée helped me with my wardrobe and I'm sure you'll be pleased." We talked softly for the remainder of the number and when we broke she said, "Until tomorrow, noon?"

"Yes."

Emerson said he hadn't had a chance to talk to Hazel about 19 Ridgetop yet, but they'd signed the contract for the one next to us and Anne would pick it up and get the seller's signature on Monday. I told him not to worry about a quick decision on partnering with me on 19, I'll close next week with or without him. He asked for and I gave him one of Jeanine's cards which I'd remembered to stick in my pocket.

After lengthy goodbyes in the foyer, we called for Rose to pick us up and I saw her pull up behind Kim and Emerson's cars.

"Don't rush to get us home," I instructed Rose. "Just drive at a leisurely pace."

The ride home was eventful. Max was seated again next to Carol and at her invitation was thoroughly caressing her braless breasts. Veronica and I were enjoying my hand under her skirt with two of my fingers in her pussy. The others were similarly engaged. I happened to glance over at Max and while his hands were busy on Carol, Katrina had unzipped him and had extracted his dick and was playing with it. Then she bent down and took him into her mouth for a moment. "Mom, you've got to try this!" she said.

Veronica looked at me for a moment her eyes asking for confirmation. I nodded my head and she kissed me and softly said, "Take your fingers out, please." Then "Switch with me Katrina," and they changed seats. Katrina snuggled next to me and I put my hand on her bare breast inside her bra.

Veronica turned Max a bit toward her, she moved one of his hands down the front of her dress as she leaned over and slowly began to swallow his cock. She then began to very slowly raise and lower her head keeping two fingers wrapped around the base of his shaft. God that was erotic watching my wife go down on another male. Katrina felt me harden and twitch and she unzipped me and pulled my rod out. "Wanna a blow job, or would you rather fuck as you watch your bride with another man?"

"Fuck," I groaned.

When Katrina motioned an invitation to Cheryl with her eyes Cheryl said, "Let's keep it in the family," and slid her g-string off. After steadying herself as the vehicle rounded a right hand turn, Cheryl moved in front of me and began to straddle me. Seeing where Cheryl was going, Lauren and Katrina had already moved aside a bit to accommodate her knees. Katrina said, "Wait a minute," then unfastened my belt and slid my pants and boxers down. Cheryl waited and put her hand against the roof to keep from falling over. Katrina nodded to Cheryl, and held my cock as Cheryl groaning lowered her wet pussy down on me.