Five Mums Ch. 37 - Night with Jeanette

"Easy, you were drooling." I said.

Yana pulled her towel off herself, leaving her naked and then threw it at me, as she poked her tongue out.

"Humph. Husband says I drool." She said as she got up.

I looked away for a split second.

"Ha, It is so fun to tease you muzh. I know I drool in my sleep, but teasing you is so fun. " She said and then stooped down to kiss me again. Before getting redressed. She then reappeared in her school clothes. The top three buttons of her blouse open. Her Jacket and bra in her hands.

I also got redressed.

"WOW. Zhena you are gorgeous." I said. Zhena being Russian for wife.

"Yes I decide to go braless." Yana replied.

"Yana?" I asked.

"Da muzh." She replied.

"Did the temperature in St Petersburg drop a lot when you left?" I quizzingly asked.

"No why?" Yana replied.

"Well, you left, and you were keeping it warm." I teasingly said.

Yana looked at me and kissed me before we both exited. We went back to the counter. Yana's bra strategically hidden under her jacket. We confirmed it was all a chargeback to our room, thanked Mary-Lyn and Farrah and the receptionist and then we left, went hand in hand back to the lift, and back up to our room, This time we had the lift to ourselves the whole trip and by the time we got to the twelfth floor, My shirt was undone by Yana and her blouse was untucked and only had one button of about six done up. Her nipples almost tearing a hole in the blouse fabric. We got out of the lift and walked the short distance down the corridor to our door. The whole time passionately kissing and Yana reaching around and playing with my ass. I opened the door, and we stumbled in. I closed the door behind me as Yana led me onto the bed. She pulled her blouse off, the single button falling to the floor. She then tore her pants and G-String off and climbed onto me as I lay there. She reached across and found a song to play on the entertainment system. She found it and played it. 'Sexual Healing by Marvin Gaye' again.

"remember the last time we played this?" I asked.

"Da, I do. It was a special night." Yana said and then nuzzled my neck.

She then climbed off of me and stood up. She pulled me up off the bed as well.

She pulled me into her.

"Dance with me." She whispered into my ear. And we danced together for the whole four minutes of the song, it was on repeat, and we danced for about three plays of the song. Both naked, both arm in arm. Yana resting her head on my shoulder. Then she changed the song and led me back to the bed. She sat semi reclined and looked across at the table almost hinting that she wanted something.

"Do you want something?" I asked as I got up on the bed next to her.

"Da, tsvety."

"tsvety? Flowers?" I asked.

Yana nodded. I got back off the bed and grabbed a handful of red roses.

I climbed back onto the bed and Yana said.

"Sorry to be nasty, but I want you to pleasure me again with the flowers like you did with Brandi and myself before. I want you to make me cum, but you cant." She said with a slight giggle.

I gave Yana a rose, got another couple and pulled the petals off covering Yana's chest and the bed with them as I scattered them across. I then kissed Yana with a passionate tongue kiss and kissed her body as I moved down her body, her décolleté, her boobs, her nipples, her tummy, her pubic area, down her left leg and up her right and then I opened her legs and kissed her pussy lips. Before using another rose to pleasure her with the flower just like I had done with Brandi and her. (See chapters 18 and 26).

I looked up and saw that Yana had her head back, eyes closed, drooling, and softly gasping with each and every touch of the rose on her female parts. I gently and slowly assaulted her clit, tits, and pussy until her abdomen started to contract and release. I knew that Yana was close to cumming. So, I kept going. I looked across at the clock beside the bed. It was It was 6:40pm. Twenty minutes until we were due to meet Jeanette in one of the complexes restaurants. Yana started cumming, she came in a subdued, quiet way. And then I kept going and she came again, and then a third time. Then her whole body went limp.

Then Yana's phone rang. It was Jeanette. I answered it.

"Is that you Yana?" came Jeanette's voice.

"No, it's me, Yana is ah, indisposed at the moment."

"Oh, well as long as you haven't fucked her Russian pussy, I would be most upset if that Horse cock of yours had no cum in it tonight. I know your size; Penny has told me. And I am prepared, and I want you in all my holes tonight and you are going to fuck me twice, once for business, once for pleasure. Got it?" Jeanette said.

"Yes." I replied.

"Good now it's ten to seven and I'm waiting for you at the observatory restaurant in the star tower itself so you and her better get ready and come up. I'll see you soon." Jeanette said and then hung up.

"Yes Ma'am." I sarcastically said after she had hung up.

The phone call had roused Yana and she sat up on the bed.

"Who was that?" She asked.

"Jeanette, she was confirming a few things and said she was waiting at the Observatory restaurant in the tower." I said.

"Observatory is that the one that rotates?" Yana asked as she got up.

"No, it's the expensive one at the top of the tower. 328 meters high. Orbit is in the tower and rotates but that's about two hundred meters up." I said.

"We better get dressed then. But before we go I have to give you something." Yana said as she came in close to me. She ran her hand down my cheek and then kissed me. Then pulled her head back. Then nuzzled my neck. Then bit me.

"OWW." I screamed. As I was in a state of shock Yana moved back and then bit both my exposed nipples.

"What was that for?" I asked as I saw a big red bite mark with clearly visible toothmarks on my nipples.

"marking my territory, so that suka knows and remembers you are mine." Yana said with a slight giggle. Before starting to get dressed.

I quickly got redressed and turned to face her. Yana had slipped on a new pair of red lace panties, a red satin dress with a plunging cleavage revealing her ampleness it finished just above the knee. And a pair of red stiletto heels.

She finished the look with a pearl necklace and earrings and a diamond bracelet. But her engagement ring shone. It was her most precious possession. She rolled her hair up and secured it with an alligator clip, the front two locks hanging loose down her face.

"Wow." I said with an accompanying low whistle.

"You like? Good I want to establish my female dominance. I spoke to Penny today and she said. Jeanette is coming straight from work. So, she will be in a suit and have her hair in a bun. So, I bring this, so I am more noticeable and attractive." Yana said.

"That you are." I said.

"Good now we better get going." Yana said as she led me hand in hand out the door.

We made our way up to the assigned restaurant. Well because of an unusual building method we had to go down to the ground floor then down to the basement and then up to the top of the tower. We checked in at the counter because if you want to use the tower for viewing you have to pay, if you have a booking at either of the restaurants it was free. We checked in under Jeanettes surname. And then we went up and up. The whole journey to our ultimate destination was accompanied by glances and low whistles at Yana's appearance. I felt a certain smug pride in knowing that she attracted such attention. Little did they know she was carrying my babies. We had company as far as the viewing deck after that we were alone.

I asked Yana what 'Suka' meant she said it was 'bitch' and then we kissed, and I said that whatever happened, I loved her, and my heart was hers. She gave me a quick kiss as the lift's door opened. We got out and soon spotted Jeanette.

She was sitting on a bench by the check in counter. She was wearing a Black suit with pinstripes. It consisted of pants and a jacket that was done up with one button just under her bustline. The cuffs of her white blouse were just visible from under the cuffs of her jacket. Her blouse was white. A pair of officey heels also in black and a necklace with an Opal pendant and opal earrings completed her ensemble. As expected she was wearing her black framed glasses, and her light brown hair was tied up in a bun on top of her head. I always thought that Penny's habit of 'bunning' her hair was her thing, now I was suspecting it was a family thing.

Jeanette glanced sideways and saw us, then she stood up and smiled. She then kissed Yana on the cheek as women do in a non-lesbian way. And then shook my hand. I kissed her on the hand.

Jeanette also kept coughing small coughs.

"So glad to see you both, how is your stay going? I do hope you charged back as much as you can to my booking." Jeanette said teasingly.

"We are enjoying ourselves immensely thank you Jeanette." I said.

"Oh, please call me Jen." Jeanette said.

"Ok Jen." I said.

Jeanette then said we were ready, and the concierge called someone to show us to our table. A waitress came and escorted us to our table. She led Jeanette and then Yana and I, we were behind Jeanette as we walked there hand in hand. Yana's grip on my hand was incredible. I could actually feel my hand starting to go to sleep as the blood flow was constricted.

"You aren't having second thoughts, because we can still back out." I asked Yana in a quiet tone.

"Nyet, I agreed, and I still am on board. It's just she has to know YOU are mine, and now that the money is in my bank account, she also kind of reminds me of my ex-husband. But you have my blessing to fuck once and ONCE only. Now let's spend her money." Yana answered back to me.

Yana's attitude was surprising, but I kind of accepted it.

We got our table a medium sized round one, in the corner with a view out each window across Auckland harbour and over to the Waitakere Ranges and the north shore, we all sat in a triangle formation, with Yana's seat facing the windows as mum had told me about her superstition about sitting with her back to the window. We were all within arm's reach of each other.

The waitress then returned and gave us three menus. And asked if we would like any drinks to start.

I ordered a Pepsi and Jeanette an Apple juice. Yana looked confused like she was mulling something over.

"Could I have a strawberry milkshake?" Yana politely asked.

"It is unusual but yes. The waitress answered.

I looked forward and noticed that Jeanette had undone her top three buttons of the blouse showing her cleavage. Jeanette also had another coughing attack. Small but chesty coughs.

"How nice to see you both again, and I must say I am extremely happy that you haven't changed your minds. But I have to ask what happened to your neck Jason? Shaving cut?" Jeanette said.

"What you mean?" I said. At that Jeanette pulled out a makeup compact with a mother of pearl lid, opened it, and placed it in front of me.

"Have a look." Jeanette said.

I looked at the image in the mirror. I had a big red mark on my neck on the right side where the neck meets the collarbone. It was bright scarlet and had four tooth marks on the top and bottom. And a couple of drops of blood.

I just smiled and pointed towards Yana as Yana was reading the menu.

"Her." I mouthed. Jeanette nodded and smiled.

Just then our drinks arrived. The Pepsi, apple juice and milkshake was distributed between us. As the Apple juice was placed in front of Jeanette. Yana said 'yablochnyy sok' or Apple juice, as she was taking every opportunity to teach me her mother tongue. We also placed our orders for starters and mains. Roast beef for me, Steamed chicken for Jeanette, and Salmon steak en papillote for Yana.

All three of us spent the next few minutes making small talk, Jeanette piling the compliments on both Yana and myself. Yana excused herself and as she left. Jeanette turned to me and said.

"Pretty girl but a bit of an airhead. Really a milkshake at her age? In a place like this? Do you love her?" Jeanette asked. As her hand started creeping up my left thigh.

"Ah the milkie is because she's pregnant it's her craving, and she may be carrying three. And yes I love her incredibly. I would die for her. Why do you ask?" I replied back to Jeanette.

"Just curious, that's all." Jeanette hurriedly replying back. Obviously not wanting to push my buttons any further.

Just then our starters arrived followed almost simultaneously by Yana.

"Welcome back hun. You timed that well." I said as Yana sat down.

"Da." Yana said. Yana asked what Jeanette and I were talking about. I said we were discussing things in general. To which Jeanette smiled and nodded in agreement.

We continued discussing things in general as we ate our starters. I asked Jeanette if she had the Russian cold.

"What you mean the Russian cold?" Yana asked.

"Yes I've never heard of such a thing." Jeanette also quizzed me.

"Well, the Russian cold is an in-family joke. For a chesty cough. We call it the Russian cold." I said.

"Why?" asked Yana slightly confused.

"Well, it's a chesty cough, say chesty cough fast, what does it sound like? Chestykov. Sounds like a Russian name." I explained.

"Oh, I get it." Jeanette said.

"Da, It is funny. But she is female so it would ChestyKova." Yana said as she started giggling. But it was good that they could both see the sort of warped logic.

"So why do you have no man in your life?" Yana point-blank asked Jeanette.

"Yana!" I admonished Yana for asking such a forthright question.

"No, No it's all right, Jason. I can tell her." Jeanette said motioning with her hand for me to simmer down.

Jeanette finished her starter and then put her hands on the table.

"Well, Yana you know I am a very successful divorce lawyer, one of the best in this city. And I think there are two main reasons. One I have spent the past nearly twenty years concentrating on my career, I have worked long hours to become successful in what I do, it has made finically secure. I earn more than I spend. I paid cash for the Beamer. I have no mortgage on the house. SO, I haven't had a lot of time for men. Two, Because I am a divorce lawyer a lot of men find it shall we say, off putting. Plus, I have a very wilful personality. I understand you both know Janice; she works with You and my sister. I have a personality, very similar to hers. Couple that with my occupation, it can be very intimating for most men. I have tried everything, personal ads, dating agencies, Internet. A lot of times it doesn't get past the first date." Jeanette said.

"Maybe you looking for wrong man." Yana said.

"How do you mean?" Jeanette asked.

"I mean, I was brought up that man should look after the woman and woman is the support role." Yana said.

"So, you think I should lower my self-expectations?" Jeanette said rather grizzly. Obviously, Yana was pressing her buttons.

"Ah, Ladies, Ladies let's just agree to disagree and accept that you are both from different cultures that have different expectations in regard to societal norms and romantic couplings. But as a male I can appreciate that some men do find a successful, rich, self-made woman intimidating." I said as diplomatically as I could. Realising I didn't want to be offside with either woman, particularly Yana.

"That was an eloquent way to put it." Jeanette said.

"Yes she what his mother and I mean? Eighteen going on thirty." Yana said throwing her hand up.

"Yes he is rather more mature than your average 18-year-old boy. But who did he sound like just now Yana? Remind you of anyone?" Jeanette said.

Yana had a think. You could almost see her brain turning over as she thought.

"I give up, who?" Yana said.

"My sister." Jeanette said.

"Oh, yes very like Penny." Yana agreed. Then Yana and Jeanette both had a combined giggle at my expense.

So, I am compared to Penny, but at least these two aren't at each other's throats. I thought to myself.

Just then our mains arrived. We also ordered another round of drinks. Jeanette ordered a shot of Vodka and a white wine. Yana and I ordered a diet coke each.

The meals were placed in front of us, and the drinks order taken. A few minutes later our drinks arrived. Jeanette proposed a toast. We all raised our glasses.

"Yana, what's Russian for cheers?" Jeanette asked.

"Vashe zdorovje." Yana said as she held her glass up.

Jeanette and I had a couple of try's remembering it and then all three of us said Vashe zdorovje loudly as we clinked our glasses together.

Then we each downed a mouthful.

"Here's to a wonderful couple, may they have a long and happy marriage. And to a productive endeavour tonight. Yana you are an extremely lucky lady. And if he doesn't look after you, you know where I am." Jeanette said. The last bit was said as she tapped Yana, possibly implying that she would like Yana's repeat business.

"Thank you Jeanette, but we have both agreed that we are together forever." Yana replied with a laugh.

We all had a giggle and ate some more.

"Yana what do you think of this Vodka?" Jeanette casually asked. As she passed Yana her shot glass.

Yana dipped her fingertip in the glass and licked it.

"Tap water, not proper Russian vodka. You should come with me, and we get you some proper Vodka not this dishwater." Yana replied.

Jeanette had a giggle.

"Your sister and some of our group, just returned from a weekend in Rotorua it was very interesting. She drank Rum and his mother called it Penny's Pirate juice." Yana commented.

"Ha Pirate Juice, that's a good one." Jeanette said with a giggle.

The main meal passed with Jeanette and Yana talking a lot, I was surplus to requirements, third wheel like. The two ladies talking like best friends.

Well except for their legs. The whole time I had Yana's Left leg going up and down my right leg and Jeanettes Right leg going up and down my left leg.

We ordered dessert I ordered the blueberry steam pudding, Yana the ice cream medley, and the tropical cheesecake medley for Jeanette.

Jeanette excused herself and while she was away.

"She has agreed to the ten thousand and I'm thinking of inviting her to my wedding." Yana mentioned to me.

"Hmm so you two are getting on now?" I asked.

"Yes but you are still mine." Yana said.

Just then a glass of wine arrived at the table. None of us had ordered it.

"From the man at the bar." The waitress said to Yana, and then walked off.

Yana and I looked across at the bar, there was a man leaning against the bar, he was short, almost bald, and old maybe early sixties.

Jeanette arrived back.

"I thought you weren't drinking Yana." Jeanette said.

"it's from the old fella at the bar, I should have a word with him." I said.

"Oh, why does it never happen to me?" Jeanette said.

"Nyet let me handle it." Yana said her face flushing with anger. She picked up the glass and walked over to the bar. The man spoke to Yana and Yana spoke back, flirting with him. And then her expression changed, and she poured the glass of wine over his head, before pointing at him and then storming away. To the accompanying applause from the two or three tables near the bar as well as a laugh stifled down by the barman. Yana sat down. And let her breath out slowly.

"Well done girl." Jeanette said hugging Yana with one arm.

"Yes, it was very entertaining. What did you say?" I asked.

"I asked if this was from him. He said yes, and said I was looking, very lovely tonight and would I allow him a little romance." Yana said.

"And then?" Jeanette asked.

" I thanked him for his drink, said I was flattered and then I asked if I could go out for one night with my husband while I am expecting his babies. And not get hit on. He said he didn't see any rings on my left hand. Then I said I wasn't interested. Called him grandad in Russian and then poured the drink over his head." Yana said.