Any Chance We Could Ch. 43

Veronica smiled, "I do love him more each day. Scott is encouraging and allowing me to be with the young man deepened my appreciation and feelings for him further," added Veronica.

"Then tell him that. Veronica, there are couples where one or both are unable to watch each other have sex. They swing but will only have sex in different rooms. I'm glad you guys aren't like that. Frankly, I'm of the opinion that if you cannot see your spouse fuck someone else without negative feelings arising frequently, then don't swing. It'll surely poison your daily relationship," advised Evie.

"Also, physically show Scott how much you love him with touches, kisses, put an arm around him for no particular reason other than just standing or sitting next to him. Cuddle and play with him and sincerely and eagerly respond to his shows of affection to you. In other words through everyday things and conversation affirm that you are now and always will be, his wife. Also, develop your own ways to tease and toy with him before or afterwards."

Veronica took careful mental notes as she went on to explain some of the things she does to tease her husband. The rest of the time was spent talking about the wedding and the dynamics to keep in mind when two women are married to or are living with the same man. Once again Veronica left with much to think about and ideas to apply to her life. The bottom line was that Evie expected that the three of us would have a long, successful, loving relationship.

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After ordering the rings at Dupree's Veronica picked up the altered wedding dresses for all four girls as well as her own and Carol's. Cheryl was just leaving as she arrived home. Before leaving she helped Veronica carry the dresses into the house and hang them in the spare bedroom. "See you in the morning," cheerily said Cheryl as they lightly kissed and left for her attorney appointment.

Seeing Cheryl driving down the road I waved as we passed just north of the driveway. There were four pickups parked off the edge of the drive. Two men were working on a forming. I guessed that some of them belonged to Keith and his helpers. The somewhat ratty looking mid-nineties Chevy Cavalier probably belonged to Max.

Veronica and I sat cuddled on the couch, flanked by Katrina and Ashley who related the tale of the two annoying boys with much laughter. Lauren stayed seated at my desk and would make an occasional comment. Carol joined us and then excused herself to check in with Mary Claire to offer help with dinner.

Mary Claire brought us a tray of wine glasses and a bottle of Chardonnay. She announced dinner would be ready in half an hour and reminded everyone that Lauren was staying.

After dinner while we were drinking coffee in the living room, Carol asked Lauren to talk about herself.

"Well, I'll be thirty-one on December third. I'm an only child, and my parents are still married to each other. They live in a small house on a large lot in Grover. Dad has four younger siblings, two of each. Mom who's a third grade teacher has a brother and a sister, she's the middle child. Like my father I'm a licensed CPA. I'm also a certified athletic trainer. I'm also certified to officiate softball, basketball, lacrosse, and soccer at the college level. I got both my bachelors and masters degrees at Truman State where I was a walk-on for the Varsity basketball team. I've never married and rarely date. I've had several bad dating experiences. I've modeled in fashion shows in Japan and Australia. I've sung with a few bands and play the piano. My voice is classically trained and I have an electronic piano in my apartment. I've done some modeling for internet sites, never fully nude, but revealing enough and I'm in the process of taking all those down. They're probably some nudes of me out there taken on the sly I'm sure, but I'll not be adding to them.

"I began sharing my parent's bed when I was a little over fourteen, maybe that's also why I don't date. When you've been loved by and had sex with two very caring people, it's hard for anyone else to begin to measure up. I still visit Mom and Dad regularly and that's probably another reason I don't date. I'm really looking forward to this job and getting to know each member of this family." "I've never seen you or your parents at the company picnic," I mused.

"No, it seems that every year the picnic is scheduled for a day when we're in Michigan at my grandparent's house on the family farm for our annual two week family riot. My grandfather calls it that because of all the kids and grandkids. It's usually at least sixteen adults and twenty-five grandkids, although that number is probably bigger now counting great-grand kids. It could be more when mom's parents come, but they don't come every year. We stay in three great barns of houses and I don't think that there's ever a quiet moment. We kayak, ride horseback, sail, ski, hike, golf, play all sorts of games, shop and get reacquainted with each other," grinned Lauren just thinking about the summers.

"When I was thirteen I noticed Mom, her sister Liz and Dad disappear for several hours a time several times during the 'riot', and when they reappeared both women had that 'just fucked' look. Mom had already given me the birds and bees conversation and the details were filled in when I discovered the home-made adult videos of Mom, Dad and Liz my parents had hidden under their bed. So when the two women had that look I thought,Good for both of them.The following Black Friday Dad was at the office putting the finishing touches on some work and thinking that Mom was out for the day shopping, I got out one of the videos. Not more than a half-hour later Mom walked in. As you can imagine I was deeply embarrassed but Mom put me at ease, told me that my curiosity was natural and asked if I would mind her watching with me. She and I talked about what I was seeing.

"That summer and fall I had really started to fill out and there were two sixteen year olds who were trying to get me to go out with them. When I told Mom that I was interested and that I was tempted to do something with them she didn't scold me. She asked why I was interested in these two boys and my only explanation was that they were interested in me and I wanted to do know what it was like to fuck. Mom explained that a woman's first time should be special. We continued to talk and the next thing I knew we were planning on me being my Mom's Christmas present to my Dad on Christmas Eve. He certainly seemed to enjoy me and I certainly enjoyed him.

"My Mom, Alexandrea, was a fashion model in her younger days, and recently has been appearing on some of the mature women web sites. She still has a fantastic body. I don't know who's doing her photography but both Mom and Dad have remarked that if she had a better photographer, she'd probably be in more demand."

"You do know that Scott is an accomplished photographer, don't you?" asked Veronica.

"Oh, my gosh are you the Scott Appleton who won big time at the recent juried show? I'm sorry I never made the connection. Would you be interested in photographing Mom, 'Elsa' as she's known on the sites?"

"Absolutely," I beamed. "As soon as the studio's ready, I'd love to."

"I'm really running off at the mouth about some family things that probably shouldn't have been said," frowned Lauren.

"I knew you were a sexy lady the minute you showed me your nipple," laughed Mary Claire.

"I think you have a great and long future with this family," said Ashley as she was leaning back against me guiding my hand inside her blouse.

"We trust you and I'm glad you feel you can trust us. That's the crux of this family, ... trust," smiled Carol. "Trust and love. Boundless love."

"Brad doesn't mind Alexandrea doing this?" asked Veronica.

"Apparently not. When she comes home from a session I'm usually invited over and we have incredible sex. Oops, maybe I shouldn't have said that either," Lauren laughed. "In fact Dad's appeared with her in a couple hard core shoots, his face is never shown, but his wonderful cock is. At least the part that isn't in Mom's mouth, pussy or ass."

"Do your parents swing? Or maybe you don't want to answer that," asked Carol.

"Yeah, probably. Share or swap is probably a better term. There's another model that Mom works with. Hey, maybe there's some more business there too. Anyway, she's a widow, same age as Mom and I've picked up that she and her son get together with my parents every other week or so. I think the son's wife is involved too. I've never been invited so I don't know for sure. If they are, good for them," smiled Lauren. "Other than the other model and her son and his wife, and Aunt Liz, I don't think they've been involved with anyone else. I don't know if it's a lack of interest or opportunity but knowing Mom it's the latter. Before Friday night I'd never shared a bed except with Mom and Dad," she added.

At about eight Max came up from the basement looking for his mother. "She left about four," I said. "Can you stay a few minutes, we'd like to talk to you."

"Sure, did I do something wrong?" he asked frowning.

"To the contrary," smiled Veronica. "As I told you over the weekend you're welcome in any bed in this house except for Ashley and Katrina's. But, and this is a big 'but', you are not to show any outward signs of affection toward any of us when someone other than family is here or outside."

"Is it okay if I get a hard on," Max asked.

"Sure, that's unavoidable around these women. God knows I do that," I laughed.

"I won't mind you being aggressive, kissing, hugging, caressing a breast or an ass, but if it's after working for Keith and Dave I want you to take a shower and clean up first. You may feel free to fuck your Mom or Beth here. I suspect it's probably difficult to do at home when your Dad's in town. Lauren, Carol, anyone else have anything to add?" asked Veronica looking around the room.

Katrina spoke up, "Ashley and I are off limits for intercourse for the time being. We can and will blow you and you may eat us, so don't be shy about asking us," she grinned.

"Wow," replied Max. "After I shower can I eat you Veronica? I'd like to save myself for Beth. I kinda promised I'd fuck her tonight."

"Yes you can, you sweet boy. Come back in here after you've showered. Use the shower in the spare bedroom upstairs," broadly smiled Veronica.

"Although I love to stay and watch, I've got a couple of errands to get done tonight, so I need to leave now." After kissing all of us good bye and having several hands up under her skirt, a smiling Lauren put on her coat and escaped the Appleton octopus.

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After connecting the stockings to her black leather strapless bustier and pulling on her stiletto heeled black boots Evie turned to Alyssa, appraised how enticing and erotic she appeared in the red fly-away baby-doll. "Dave's going to have a heart attack when he sees you," Evie smiled. "I'm glad you found those red strappy high heeled sandals, they really make your legs and ass tight."

Alyssa blushed. As they waited Dave's arrival she couldn't help think,This is so hot, wild and kinky. I wonder what she'd think if she knew I've fallen in love with her husband. For me it's not just sex any more. I want to be as closely connected to him as possible in a loving and beautiful way. I'm amazed it happened so quickly.She reminded herself to keep her secret internalized so she wouldn't be the object of Evie's scorn.

Staring at nothing in particular as her mind wondered she remembered Evie calling last night and inviting her to spend tonight with them. She'd tried not to sound too eager as she'd said yes but Alyssa's heart was filled with anticipation and joy. Though she'd enjoyed sex with them before tonight it would be the first time to stay the night and sleep with them in their bed. She couldn't have been happier to receive the invitation. Since she'd met him, Dave had filled her dreams and thoughts.

Several times her mother, Jenna, had described that she'd fallen in love with her biological father when they were students in college. What her mother described wasn't like this at all. Her mother and father were good friends long before she realized that she loved him. By then it was too late, he was engaged and madly in love with another woman.

Jenna claimed that for the most part true love is a gradual dawning that takes place over many months, even taking as much as a year or more of getting to know each other. When her mother had fallen in love with her step-father, she said it was a process that had taken nearly a year. Jenna claimed that normally anything that happens quickly was more infatuation or just plain lust. Alyssa argued that the contrary was possible. By recalling how quickly her father had fallen in love with the woman he married, Jenna did concede it was possible, but still maintained it was rare. Apparently from what her mother said her father was engaged within eight weeks after his first date with the woman he married.

Alyssa and her twin brother didn't know their father's name or whereabouts because Jenna refused to identify him saying that nothing would be gained other than satisfying her curiosity. She'd never seen a picture of him and knew little other than her mother once saying she had her father's eyes, nose and chin as well as his light scattered freckles across the bridge of her nose and upper cheeks, and that her brother had their father's build and smile. Jenna remained silent trying to picture how he could look today, graying with a pronounced belly.

She was satisfied with her mother's position on her father at least she was until she'd moved to St. Louis. Years ago Albert, 'Bert' her twin brother, managed to learn from an aunt that their father had grown up in central Illinois and that in 1987 he was hired as a project manager in the Peoria office of a national construction firm. In the first two months after she arrived in St. Louis she drove three times to Peoria on a Friday morning. Each time she sat outside some large construction firms looking for men who were of the right age and had features similar to her and her brother. Using her 100-300 zoom lens she took hundreds of pictures of possible men.

She couldn't explain it but her intuition told her she was going to meet her father. Carefully she looked through the pictures. She identified four possible men and then sought to learn their names and what colleges they attended. She had learned two names but neither attended the college her mother attended. Though disappointed she was hopeful that one of the other two would be a good lead. In the last two months she had done nothing more on her little project, and now it didn't seem to matter because she was a woman in love.

Yes, she was in love and she knew it was definitely love, but she had two problems. First she was in love with a man who was happily married. Second, she was beginning to realize that she loved Dave's wife too because Evie had also been creeping into her dreams and fantasies. There was something about this couple that drew her like a moth to a flame. Alyssa knew she was probably headed for heartache and disappointment. Yet she rationalized that the journey would outweigh the pain and loss she could eventually face, at least that's what she dearly hoped and told herself.

"Alyssa, are you alright? You look like you're miles away," Evie gently enquired lightly touching her shoulder and placing a light kiss on the back of her neck.

"I'm fine. I was wondering if I'd ever meet my father. I wonder what he looks like." Though Evie knew some of her story, she retold it and explained more of her background and that she knew he worked in construction. As she talked, Evie who was three inches taller than her, held her from behind in a manner that comforted and assured her she was loved and appreciated by both her and her husband. Evie even sincerely said that she was welcome to consider herself as part of their family. Alyssa smiled as she turned in Evie's arms.

Before she could finish and tell Evie what college her parents attended, they heard the garage door open. Evie smiled, hugged, kissed her young friend and quickly pinched her nipples, "Well, let's say you're more than just family." Helping to smooth out Alyssa's red baby-doll they heard Dave call out. Giving Alyssa a playful smile she called loudly, "Honey, I'm upstairs." As they heard him move up the stairs, Evie moved beside Alyssa and quietly said, "Well, girl, it's time to have some fun."

With surprise etched across his face, Dave stood in the double doorway smiling appreciatively at his wife and Alyssa. Though he pushed the doors closed as he walked further into the room they both rebounded and didn't latch fully closed. He glanced back but didn't care to return three steps to complete their closing as the girls were out for the evening at their eldest sister's condo. His eyes moved from one face to the other. Evie winked as their eyes connected. Then his eyes moved slowly down Alyssa's body, from her head to her lovely feet in the red sandals. Her ample bosom was seen teasingly under the semi transparent fabric. There was no dark spot in the crotch of her panties,so she's shaved since last weekhe thought.

He gazed lovingly and lustfully at his wife attired in one of their favorite bustiers. Wearing that bustier signaled him that this was her night and she was in charge. She hadn't put on her long black silk gloves which also signaled that she was in dominatrix mode. Her control was going be more subtle tonight. Her being in control was fine by him, he was going to be enjoying the delights of two women this evening.

Evie moved behind Alyssa. From behind Evie hugged her around her waist as her face lowered, pushed through Alyssa's bleached blond hair and lightly kissed her neck. As she continued to kiss her young friend's neck Alyssa sighed. She sighed again as Evie's hands moved slowly upward to grasp her breasts. Evie lightly squeezed her lover's full ripe tits through the semi-transparent material.

As husband's and wife's eyes focused on the other's Alyssa's head was resting against Evie's shoulder and turned seeking a kiss. Evie's eyes sparkled at her husband before she granted the young woman her desire. Alyssa moaned into the older woman's mouth as her breasts were fondled with increasingly eager fingers.

As he watched the two women kissing he unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders. With a final admiring stare, Dave stepped towards the two gorgeous barely clothed females, being careful not to intrude, not wanting to interrupt the kisses. He could wait. When the two women broke their kiss, they giggled as they looked at him. Again they giggled with delight as both their eyes took in his firm package that wanted to break free from its denim prison.

Dave stepped forward three more steps. While embracing Alyssa, her full chest flattened against his broad firm chest as he leaned over her right shoulder to kiss his wife. He felt her hands move from Alyssa's breasts.

Evie smiled and took a step back as she watched her husband kiss the young woman tenderly at first and then with a growing passion. Soon his hands wandered over the young woman's ass, her sides and then over her delectable breasts.

The older woman laughed quietly as the younger's hips danced against her husband. Alyssa was so excited and eager that Evie wondered if Alyssa was trying to rub her way through to that hard cock underneath the denim.

Surprised gasps came from Dave and Evie when Alyssa suddenly dropped to her knees, quickly unfastened his belt, unsnapped his blue jeans, unzipped and dragged them hungrily to his ankles. She was delighted that he stepped out of them in his own accord. Then she was momentarily caught off guard when she raised her eyes. She laughed at what she saw in front of her. The tip of his cock along with an inch and half of his shaft appeared from above the waistband, the waistband of red panties was embroidered with "All for you" in black thread.